#tried to get leo to open the door. and when he couldn't either

[chatxkilluaxnoir]

God, thank you for rec'ing this fic, it is SOOOO good.

I am so sad that I am now basically caught up with it; pretty much.

I want more so badly.

But I can wait.

(also, I want Leo to get/keep some cool water/mystic water guardian powers somehow after all he goes through in this fic; he deserves some kind of award for everything he went through in the show and movie and now this. The poor blue baby goes through so much in this fic. I love it. I hate it, because the poor baby, but I love it, because I love seeing my favorites both suffer and tortured) and also gets lots of love and comfort. His bros go through so much too. They are also so great and great to each other in this fic).

Anyways, I love this fic so much, and it is such a Rise take on H20 (loved those show(s) btw), and also, horrifying (or how you described it as, psychological horror) and creepy and mind-trippy and stuff/etc. too!

Just a really awesome premise and story and characterization and etc.!

Anyways, just such an awesome fic. I am pretty obesessed with it now. I rec. it too so much to other people.

Esp. if u are looking for some Leo-centric stuff and/or are a Leo fan! It is great for that. Though, it is just great in general too.

Thanks OP once again for rec'ing this great fic, and a great Leo-centric fic too. I am always looking for more good Leo stuff/Leo takes/Leo-centric stuff/etc.

Now for more of this amazing fic.

Also, if you find any more great fics/comics/whatever/etc., esp. good Leo/Leo-centric/has good Leo characterizations or portrayals or takes and so on/etc. ones then I wouldn't mind u making another post or reblog or whatever like this post! Or something like that or something.

Like I said; I am always ready to have more of those kinds of things to read/watch/listen to/etc.

P.S.: I also find that love line from Ch15. Esp. in context. Though, with the context, I am also freaking out too (during that part/scene(s)).

Before I go to bed.... Another ROTTMNT Leo-centric fanfic rec

Ongoing fanfic, 15/? as of 04/26/23

Gen, no romance

Synopsis: Leo goes swimming and "something" follows him back home in return. Kind-of mind-control/possession ensues and mostly not fun.

Sickfic except the "sick" is kinda like the whole "parasite from the water" psychological horror situation, except that parasite is also maybe um magic. Like. H2O: Just Add Water except significantly more stressful.

Please note the psychological horror aspect and the additional tags

The fluff is good when it's there, but so is the angst🤙🤙

Anyways, I love this line from chapter 15:

Because despite how much this scene sent my heart racing, amazing dialogue as always 🤙🤙🤙

[aezuria]

*ੈ✎ two boys (one to kiss your neck and one to bring you breakfast)

note: guys this wasnt supposed to be my first work here but it came to me the easiest 😔😔 song title is bike dream by rostum 😍this isnt like the meaning of the song tho dw

content: leo valdez x reader, jason x reader; dating hcs

*ੈ LEO VALDEZ

loves affectionately and openly

he'll peck your lips in front of everyone without a care in the world, as if after he's had a taste of your touch, he can't go a second without it (he'd probably make out with you if you let him)

he follows you everywhere, even trying to go with you while you shower (he'll never go inside the actual shower unless you want to)

"leo, as much as i love you, no. not today at least!"

"i'll just sit on the toilet seat, i swear! and i can talk about all my cool inventions!"

(maybe you'll change your mind?)

has to have a hand on you at all times

even a pinky will do for him

he loves holding pinkies actually, he thinks its so cute

will make you pinky promise not to snitch on him when he blurts out a new prank idea in the works

loves overexaggerating gentlemanly acts?? for the sillies

like he'll bow down to a 90 degree angle and swoop an arm out while the other kisses your hand

opens the car door for you like an escort

"for you, milady!" and does a cheeky little wink as he bows

he loves it when you play along like a rich noble from the 1800s

showers you with the metal work he does

he'll make you cute little rings and necklaces if you like jewelry

or metal flowers that'll never wilt

or something more practical, like a switchblade if you like those

either wakes up at 5am or sleeps in until noon there is no in between

or maybe he stays up until 5am because one time you caught him slipping out of bed to finish up the gift he was making you

"leo? what are you doing up?" you rub your eyes sleepily as you catch him at his desk, the lamp you gifted him glowing dimly

he startles and shoves (gently) the scraps of metal you see behind his arm

he grins sheepishly and rests his hand on his fist, positioning himself so you wouldn't see what he was making

"uh.. nothing! just finishing something!" he doesn't lie per se, but he'd rather not tell you the whole truth just yet (he loves how your face lights up when he presents another gift to you)

being the half-asleep mess you are, you didn't notice much

"alright.. just go to sleep soon, okay?" you yawn and turn back around to head back to bed.

"will do!" he whisper-shouts after you and sighs to himself in relief once you leave. close call!

you find a warm blanket preventing you from getting up the next morning, which just happened to be leo, his arms wrapped around your waist as if you were a pillow

a few more hours of sleep can't hurt, right?

*ੈ JASON GRACE

he's a bit shy to love

doesn't really do pda, but he'll hold your hand lotsss

if you guys started dating but didn't announce it, no one would catch on until they see you and jason holding hands (that took a lot of courage on his end btw)

after that he was a bit more open about it

i feel like he's kind of awkward at first

he tried to sneak up behind you one time and hug you but you turned around too soon and accidentally rammed your head into his chin

he tried to play it off because he's too cool to be embarrassed (his face was bright red)

can and will pick you up

it all started when you guys were running from monsters but your leg was injured so you couldn't move that fast and he literally just swooped you up bridal style and RAN

ran like the wind, even (haha guys pls laugh)

literally sprinting even as he carries a whole person like you were nothing

you fell in love (again)

he found out you like it when he does that so he'll do it randomly

"so then i said-" you were cut off with a yelp as jason picked you up off the bed and carried you in his arms, swinging you gently with a smile on his face

you pause in your storytelling, blinking at him as you grow increasingly flustered

he merely nods at you, saying, "keep going, i'm listening."

OH MY GOODNESS

tried to do reps with you after but you kept laughing

acts of service is so him

when you complain about it being too hot, he'll send a cool breeze your way

if you ask him if he did that, he'll play dumb

it was sweltering outside, the summer heat even worse as the both of you hiked up a trail

"gods, it's so hot!" you complained, taking a long swig of your water

jason hummed his agreement, and shortly after you felt a weird breeze out of nowhere

you pause, eyeing the demigod in front of you

"jason?"

"yeah?"

"did you do that?" you prod at his back teasingly, the smile evident in your voice

"i have no idea what you're talking about."

[pumpkinbxtch]

:D omg, you are going to make me addicted to apolo, the man cries out to be loved, a request for the favor of our dear apolo (in devinart there was a farm where the reader dated leo but he cheated on her with calypso, then the He realizes that he made the worst mistake of his life, seeing that because of calypso he was attracted but he loved the reader)How does Leo react when he discovers that his ex-girlfriend, whom he still loves, is now Apollo's partner(fiancee) pleeeees

i'm a loser.・゜-: ✧ :-

leo valdez x fem!reader x apollo

summary: Leo realizes that he messed it up a little... well no, he totally screwed up. And now he's going for you, he's going to tell you that he loves you, that you should be together for the rest of your lifes oooh, wait. Are you married with Apollo? THE GOD APOLLO? warnings: THIS IS SO LONG, HAHA but another one? mmm nope, i don't think so. a/n: yeaaaah, the concept you gave me is so hilarious, i love it. Leo is literally my boyfriend but making him suffer makes me laugh, it's like YES DAMN CRY FOR ME, but whatever. i was even inspired by that song by my beloved Beatles. i hope you like it.

w/c: 2.617 (the longest I've done so far, followed by "lovelorn")

Apollo wanted to laugh, he really wanted to, but he had learned not to make fun of other people's shit, but damn, could you blame him? He definitely never thought that Leo Valdez was an opponent for him, don't get him wrong, he was saying it because he likes him. (really) and helped him during his mission, but there, standing from his palace on Olympus, he could see everything, including if someone was threatening against you, his wife.

Flames rose as Leo threw the map into the air in fury, totally frustrated in Festus. He couldn't find you, in fact, Apollo kept wondering how he was tracking you, but he didn't seem to want to answer that question. No, or he would end his patience, yes, he had appreciation for the Son of Hephaestus, but when they messed with you, he would lose his mind immediately, or worse, try to get into their relationship? He would be in charge of throwing Leo from the Mount Olympus.

Of course, he wasn't afraid, much less jealous, but he knew what the relationship with Leo had meant to you. You were totally in love, even Apollo knows that you would have married him if only Leo hadn't screwed things up, and boy did he do it big.

He mean, cheating on you with the now ex-sorceress Calypso? Oh, man. Who the fuck would cheat on you? Hmm, yes, Leo Valdez.

The main doors of the palace opened and Apollo dissolved the image. Some murmurs were heard, followed by footsteps heading towards the main throne room, it was definitely you.

— Apollo?—  He heard the doors opening, and he stood in front of the fire, he didn't want to lie to you, but he couldn't interfere either, he knew that would make you upset. The footsteps approached and he felt you take his arm. — Apollo!— 

He looked at you and feigned surprise. He raised both hands in welcome and cradled your face with them before giving you a chaste kiss on the lips. — My beautiful wife.

You closed your eyes when his lips touched yours, and you smiled tenderly.

— Dear husband — You said in a soft mocking tone. You used to do it when Apollo couldn't help but sound so… posh. But to tell the truth, he filled you with joy.

He ran his fingers over your forehead, removing some baby hairs, and made a golden wreath of laurels appear on the crown of your head. He always spent his time adorning you and making you feel loved, you loved him.

Then, Apollo forced himself to blow out the bubble.

— Do you want something, dear?

— I know we're on… — your cheeks turned pink — the honeymoon, but I need to go to Camp Jupiter.

Your pleading eyes, damn, not even Zeus would dare say no to you. Then, he realized what was happening. Apollo tried to hide the realization from himself, but that name began to swirl in his mind; The Fates. Those antiques would hear about him.

—The honeymoon is an old concept, with traditions that we really don't take so… literally anymore —Apollo said as he gently ran his fingers over your blushing cheeks. —So, you know you can come and go whenever you want. I'm not like my uncle Hades.

The blonde giggled, and you poked his arm, making him jump.

— Apollo!

— My love!

You looked at him with a frown, and he smiled even more, trying to push aside all those thoughts where you could get hurt.

It was a fact, you were going to meet Leo at Camp Jupiter, and he wouldn't be able to do anything.

He caressed your face once more and turned, walking to the large window of the great room.

You felt bad leaving him alone, you didn't want to leave him like that, but you were in the last semesters of your degree. Yes, you were on vacation, but you had to leave some paperwork behind.

— I won't take a second.

Apollo let out a short laugh, full of knowledge. He knew it would take you at least a day and a half to get back to him. He turned to you and walked slowly.

—Just come back to me, dear.

Your eyes shone, and you walked the distance he needed to close the distance between you. You took his hands and kissed his knuckles.

— Always.

He turned his hands so that he was the one holding yours now and made a wedding ring appear on your ring finger. When you looked at the diamond, you raised your eyebrow and your look became amused.

—Do you mark your territory?

Apollo smiled and kissed your forehead.

— In case some fool hasn't heard the great news that I am your husband.

The fool was Leo, yes. Apollo said it for him, if not, for who else?

Your husband had done you a favor and made you appear right at the entrance to Camp Jupiter, advantages of a god making you his wife. When the campers guarding the doors saw you, they immediately opened it for you.

You excused yourself and made your way towards New Rome, in fact, you hesitated whether to go there first or go say hello or… If you would meet them anyway near the university.

You walked to the limit.

You loved New Rome, it was definitely home to you, at least when you had to stay on campus during the semester. But to live the rest of your life there would also have been pleasant, although Mount Olympus wasn't bad.

You made your way and some looked at you. So, you quickened your pace, you didn't like to attract a lot of attention like that.

You moved quickly towards the university and found the campus. Blessed be the gods.

You clutched the papers to your chest and walked.

— HEY!

You turned around slowly, not really wanting any questions. But you turned completely around when you saw Frank holding hands with Hazel, trying to reach you.

— GUYS!

They both caught up to you and smiled hungrily. They wanted to hug you, but they backed out at the last moment, which made you frown.

— What was that?

Frank started babbling and Hazel laughed nervously.

—Can we hug you?

You laughed and threw yourself at both of them, so you hugged at the same time. — You fools, I'm the same as always. Just how married and that's it.

Frank denied. — WITH APOLLO

Hazel punched him in the belly, making him double over. The three of you laughed, and then she looked at you nervously.

—Have you seen anyone else? —She asked. You denied.

— I figured Percy and Annabeth would be in New York for the holidays. Nico and Will, Camp Half-Blood, Jason finishing his accounting for the new altars. Piper, in Oklahoma… — You made loops with your hand and thought if you had forgotten someone.

Hazel looked at Frank, and he encouraged her to say whatever had them both acting that way.

Hazel sighed.

—Leo arrived in the morning.

Your expression did not change at all, a reaction that your friends had not expected.

— AND?

Frank scratched the back of his neck nervously. — He is actually searching for you.

Then your eyebrows raised, showing your confusion.

— what? — You snorted. You looked for any sign that it was a joke, but there was none. — So? Do I owe him money?

Hazel laughed nervously and shook her head.

— I think he's looking for you because he wants to fix things with you.

— He's desperate —  Frank agreed.

You laughed sarcastically.

—But he knows that I'm already married, right?

— Apparently… no one told him.

— What? — You asked again, raising your voice a little more. Both exchanged nervous glances. You mean, how far is Indianapolis? — Wait, he was with Calypso, he literally cheated on me with her because he said she was the love of his life.

The two of them raised their shoulders and you scoffed.

—Anyway, I'll leave these documents and go off to enjoy what's left of the vacation. Apollo waits for me. Will you accompany me?

Damn, the three of you were about to enter when you heard someone call your name, then Hazel's and finally Frank's, he was definitely the one who turned around, consequently forcing you and Hazel to do the same.

What your eyes saw were priceless. It was Leo running across campus with half his shirt burned and a desperate expression. Your heart raced, and your feet wanted to run away, instead, you stayed still and speechless.

—You are seeing the same thing, right?

Your friends nodded.

—He wasn't like this when we last saw him— Hazel said, forcing a smile and shaking her hand at Leo.

Leo had stopped at Camp Jupiter for supplies, also to check that you weren't there, and you definitely weren't there when he arrived, but rumors spread fast. You wondered if your ex-boyfriend had heard about why everyone was whispering about your arrival, but it seemed like not, or at least he seemed to ignore it.

And so it was.

Fate, the planets, and the stars aligned to ensure that Leo was ignorant about it, so that you would be the one to deal the final blow.

Things with Calypso didn't work out, why? Leo couldn't get you off his mind. Oh, what had he done? He literally cried like a baby when he realized he still loved you. He loved you, you loved him, so as always, he had to screw up.

Leo ran harder; He was taller, a little stockier, and his curls were fluffier than ever. Everything you used to worship was probably just a shadow of its former self. You weren't saying that he was bad, but you definitely no longer felt anything for him, although you couldn't help but feel a tug in your tummy full of melancholy, pain, and anger.

You had already forgiven him, but his recklessness made you want to kill him.

With little breath, Leo crouched down in front of you, grabbing his knees and looking for air.

You took a step back, your face dripping with confusion.

Hazel and Frank looked at him disapprovingly.

—I've been looking for you—he finally said.

— That's what I heard.

Leo stood up and wanted to hug you. To your surprise, you didn't stop him. You missed your friend Leo Valdez. Not your cheating ex-boyfriend, Leo Valdez.

Frank and Hazel screamed and became nervous.

—I've missed you.— He said, breathing softly, taking in pinches of your scent.

Your heart clenched and you forced yourself to smile.

—Me too, Leo.

That gave him courage. He broke the hug and gently took you by the arms.

— I was wrong… — His brown eyes projected remorse and sorrow. — I was seriously wrong, I shouldn't have…

The son of Hephaestus took a deep breath.

— I betrayed your trust. I put your love aside to think that my place was with someone else, but what a jerk… My place has always been with you. You are the one I love the most. Please forgive me …

Those words, as you would have liked to hear them so long ago, but now they were slipping over you, completely meaningless.

—Leo…

— Please! Give me another chance.

His plea resonated, drawing the attention of some residents. They took it as just a student love situation until they saw you. Oh shit, weren't you the wife of the great Apollo?

— Leo, you see… No. We can't have another chance.

Leo's heart beat so fast that he felt like it would jump out of his heart. He held you a little tighter and leaned down.

He was going to kiss you.

— No! — Hazel gasped and Frank hid behind her.

People around the campus seemed on the edge of their seats, they even plead the gods for Apollo didn't appear out of nowhere and incinerate them all. The god was definitely struggling to control his breathing from the palace. Where did his Yoga classes go? Someone meditate with him, please! He wanted to hang Leo.

You put a hand on Leo's lips, and he felt something cold. You slowly pushed him away with a frown on your face.

— I said no.

You turned your hand and revealed the glow of the diamond to his view. The Sun made it look ethereal because, well, it was.

Leo's soul fell at his feet, and he shook his head in confusion.

—I don't… I don't understand.

— I'm married, Leo. I married someone. Did you think I would be heartbroken since you 

cheated on me with Calypso? That I will wait for you? — You snorted and pushed him gently.

— But with who?! Who the fuck-

You put your hand over his mouth again and shook your head.

—Don't do that.— You sighed brokenly and tried to do it delicately. If you named Apollo, everything could go to Tartarus. —He considers you for helping him during his mission as a mortal.

The gossipers laughed, some adults denied indignantly, and their friends, shit, Frank was almost having a heart attack fearing that Apollo would burn Leo to ashes.

—Apollo? —He said, with even greater confusion.

The god was still clinging to the edge of his throne, expectant.

You looked above and came to the conclusion that he was giving your ex-boyfriend a break. That action fell like a bucket of cold water on the son of Hephaestus.

He walked away from you.

— what?

You turned your gaze and caressed his cheek kindly. — I don't hold a grudge against you, Leo. I loved you so much. But I found someone who did not doubt his love for me and without thinking wanted to grow with me.

The boy shook his head and stumbled as he relented, leaving your hands suspended in the air. A gust of sweet air embraced them in that silent moment.

He let you go and thought he might have you back.

You were his friend, his confidant, and the love of his life, yet he let you go.

He disguised his doubts with bad jokes, dishonest touches, and lies.

How could he have been so stupid?

Haha, there goes the idiot that lost the love of his life to a god.

How could a love like the one you used to possess lose?

Look at me, then, Leo said to himself.

You returned with Apollo and your nerves were overwhelming you. This time you felt so distant to the palace, as if you were not worthy to enter. Still, they received you and welcomed you.

— is in his room.

You thanked and headed to the bedroom. Taking care not to be noisy and watch your steps. 

Being at the foot of the entrance, the door opened and revealed your husband. Smiling?

Apollo opened the door and pulled you into the room. You couldn't help but laugh.

Your clothing magically changed upon entering, your modern clothes replaced by a white robe edged with gold. Your hair now adorned with laurels and golden jewels.

The jingle of jewelry amidst your loved one's laughter seemed like the most exquisite sound to you. He held you in his arms and hid her face in the crook of your neck. 

You stroked his fluffy blonde curls.

— Welcome.

He said, bumping his forehead against yours.

—  Did you miss me?—  You said with humor. Apollo kissed your lips, instantly making you feel disoriented. He traced your cheek, your chin, and your neck. Kissed you behind your ear and hummed.

— I know I told you it would be fine if you went, but gods, how I missed you. Don't leave me the rest of your holidays.

You nodded.

That was your home.

[youredreamingofroo]

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// Extras under the cut - below is very long, so open w/ caution if you don't wanna scroll a lot 😭

This has taken the piss outta me (albeit fun), so i'm kinda just gonna explain how I think the featured line in particular is akin to the OC/Ship and not the entire song... as much as I'd love to 😭 Also it's just SUPER hard (for me) to find songs that I relate to my OCs, lyrics as well so skdjhnsjk

Roo's Song Oil & Water by Origami Button "When did I become like the ones I never thought I'd welcome in my home"

The above line in particular is quite literally Roo in the current story/character arc- He's looking at himself from a third person view and going "Oh. I am what I hate." He's looking at his old self, in college, and how he treated Leo, to now, looking at his present self and seeing the way he creeps on Leo, how he clings to him despite being several states over. Roo looks at the progression of his stalker-ish behavior, his obsession, how it went from just general clinginess that Leo could bear, to something completely unbearable after 7 years of no contact, it saddens him. So taking it quite literally, if he was at his own door and he knew how awful he was, he would slam the door on himself. A painful self reflection for him :')

Leo's Song Truth or Dare by Ricky Montgomery "Hiding in the closet, trying not to vomit, didn't even want it"

The entire first verse for this song can be applicable to Leo. As a teenager (15-16), Leo went HEAVY on drugs as a form of escapism from his parents, of course they'd always find him and get on his ass HARD for doing that shit. After a while of being sober, Leo started going to house parties, great idea- Flash forward to his third house party, and he finally cut his year long sober streak for drugs. as many as he could fit in his body. He had terrible influences around him so they encouraged him to do this shit, it didn't take long for his body to feel the god awful effects of taking so many drugs, so he ended up in the bathroom for a while- He tried to hold back the vomit because he was,,, partially enjoying his high, but he couldn't hold it back for long and ended up passing out, but not before nearly gutting himself from vomiting so much. Cut forward in time, and people got worried, bashed open the bathroom door and found Leo's unconscious body slumped over the toilet 🙃 Obv he came out fine, but it's a major moment in his life, because looking back on it, he realizes that wasn't what he wanted, he just wanted attention, he wanted to be cool, he wanted to be rebellious, but he didn't want to (nearly) kill himself. The render isn't one-to-one with the situation, but the lyrics are accurate so :3

Onia's Song Bloodstream by Soccer Mommy Scene used in render "Now a river runs red from my knuckles into the sink and there's a pale girl staring through the mirror at me"

Overall, the song talks about how the artist (Soccer Mommy) has lost her childhood innocence and how she wants to go back to her childhood and putting Onia's Sheep in Wolf's clothing motif aside, Onia misses being a child, and misses not knowing the pain and burden of being the complete opposite of what her parents wanted, so she spirals over this a lot, and like the lyrics say, "a river runs red from my knuckles into the sink," She tends to lean towards harming herself, in this case, her hands, and her knuckles- I can't draw or simulate blood in either blender or GIMP, so the red light is supposed to simulate the blood-sodden sink that she's standing over, and of course, "pale girl," is Onia, she's staring at herself, but additionally I like to think she's staring past the mirror, or staring through it (wink wink), she's spacing out and thinking about who she should've been, or who she could've been.

Hero's Song Following Eyes by Soccer Mommy "An awful feeling started creeping over me and what I saw was like no horror I had seen"

I'm keeping this short and sweet. It's not easy to find a song (that I like) that's about being haunted or cursed so. I had to re-use her song from her intro post, which isn't bad, but I did hope to find a new song kdsjhnsjk Anyways. Hero's cursed, pretty much anywhere she goes, she is forced to perceive ~the horrors~, sometimes she's forced into a blank space, a void (SOMETIMES,,, not a lot,,, rarely moreso), where she'll be tormented for who even knows how long, this moment in particular, she was walking along this catwalk in the dark, she eventually felt something that felt similar to someone dragging their fingers up your spine, in a moment of fear, she turned around and just. saw. She looked onto this,,, being, what she saw was "like no horror I had seen,,," Although to be fair, the creature isn't all that horrifying (which in my defense.. I'm a blender novice so </333)

The Hiraeth Song Nomu by Good Kid "Four eyes entwined draw four separate lines and none of them point to you"

I think this song overall is a perfect example of Roo and Leo's relationship both after Leo's confession and after Roo tried to reconnect with Leo. After Leo confessed, he tried to keep their relationship going, but it didn't work out, so he gave up (Roo didn't realize Leo was pulling such a weight and he just let their friendship fall out) After Roo tried to reconnect (aka the CURRENT storyline), Roo has been trying to keep things together and has been trying to make things work, but Leo has long-since given up on their friendship as a whole. Now in terms of the lyric above; Post-Confession, every conversation they had together would not be the same, they couldn't look each other in the eyes, their eyes would connect momentarily and separate almost immediately; Nowadays, if they WERE to be living together or near each other, they just would NOT be able to talk to each other, because Leo would be fed up with Roo and trying to avoid as much eye contact and general verbal+physical contact as possible with him. Roo, on the other hand, is just terrible with eye contact so he would have a terrible time trying to engage in eye contact with Leo.

The Ithanel / It's All Wrong Song From Eden by Hozier "Babe there's something broken about this but I might be hoping about this oh what a sin"

Ithuriel and Nanel's entire relationship is inherently toxic, they are not toxic to each other, but the underlying (or moreso, the OVERWHELMING OVERLYING) dangers of this relationship makes it toxic, broken in a way. Nanel risks her life going to see Ithuriel outside of work-related interactions and Ithuriel risks her life by just. seeing, talking to and loving Nanel. Whether they know (they do) or care (they dont) about these dangers, they still want this relationship, they live on, literal, prayers that they are not caught and that they can continue to love each other in peace, but overall, their relationship, in the eyes of the heavenly council (ehhh W.I.P term for IAW lore stuff), is a sin, and nothing but a sin.

Ithuriel's Song What You Mean by Rome Hero Foxes "Cause every little god damn thing you do makes me wanna get close to you"

The lyrics speak for themselves... Ithuriel is very dedicated to Nanel, and literally every waking moment of seeing and knowing Nanel drives Ithuriel up the walls because she loves her so much.

Nanel's Song Future Me Hates Me by The Beths "It's getting dangerous, I could get hurt, I know, I've counted up the cons, they far outweight the pros."

This is semi-foreshadowing, but Nanel knows that her and Ithuriel's relationship is forbidden, wrong (not cuz its gay necessarily,, 😭), and the way Ithuriel's heavenly role works means that their relationship status and every interaction outside of a required interaction is a risky game of one or both of them being punished and sentenced to death. But ! Nanel loves Ithuriel wayyyy too much to let how insanely dangerous their relationship is to get in the way of them loving and being with e/o.

Nirvana's Song 1999 by Beabadoobee "And I'm not wasting time again, closure instead of s^x, and I'm not wasting time again" Idk if I need to censor s^x but i am justttt in case...

Oof, Nirvana... Nirvana has always been sxually active, she's always had one-night-stands with other men, she's tried to continue things after that ONS, but it never works, she's tried to have relationships with women, but they just use her for s^x. She's tired of wasting time with people who just want her for her body, she's tired of s^x, she just wants, well, closure, she wants someone who will love her for her, she wants a relationship without s^x, or at least isn't s^x-focused, she just wants to know someone will love her past her body. Although aforementioned is all just a habit so she will unfortunately end up right back where she started and continue this uncomfortable and sad spiral.

[fishsticksloser]

I had an idea that I think about and I was wondering if you could write it if you feel comfortable-

Rise!Turtles reacting to being called a simp-

Like they are just hanging out one day or the turtles do something for us and we just call then a simp-

It won't leave my head-

Being Called a Simp

RotTMNT x gn!reader

Warnings: fluff, offended turtles

A/N: I'm sick as I'm writing this... So... I think 1/2 of them have you being sick :/

Donnie

It wasn't just one thing that made you call him a simp, it was multiple things a few days in a row

First it was:

"I made you some noise cancelling headphones..."

"I know you can get overwhelmed and I uh, thought you would like these."

They were your favorite color and had stickers/paintings of your favorite characters on them

Then:

"Hey, I asked Raph to fix these pants for you... I know you were upset when they ripped..."

You almost said it then, but he was a gift giver after all

What made you finally say it?

You had texted him that you had to raincheck your date because you were sick

Just for him to show up with medicine and your favorite snacks

"You're such a simp, Don."

"Gasp! I'm just returning the favor. Maybe I'll stop doing so."

He grumbled for days after you called him that

Leo

100% knows he's a simp

He does everything for you

He opens doors

Pulls out and pushes in your seats

Makes sure you're not next to the road when on a walk

Etc. Etc.

One day you finally had enough and wanted to tell him

"You're a simp, Leon."

"I know."

"W-What?"

"Why else would I do all this for you?"

He's so smug about it

Doesn't really care

Mikey

The boy ever

Like Leo, he does everything for you

He looks out for you at all times

But what made you finally say it?

You got sick and Mikey drug you to the lair

It was darker and quieter than the city (either one nyc or hidden)

He set you up in his room

The biggest, comfiest blankets

He even let you steal some of his clothes

Now he was turning off all the lights for you

"Michael... You're a simp..."

"What's that?"

"Someone who's excessively attentive to their loved one."

".... Is it bad?"

He's fine with being a simp if it means you feel loved

Raph

Always tries to make you smile and laugh

He makes you clothes a lot

He took some of your old, ratty t-shirts that you didn't want to get rid of cause they held value to you

And made them into joggers so you could still wear them

He did that a lot, it was nice to reuse something that wasn't ruined

So when he presented them to you, you couldn't hold back.

"Wow... Raph... I don't know what to say..."

"Do you like them? If not I can fix them."

"Raph, they're perfect!"

He blushes and hugs you

"I never realized you were a simp."

He had no clue what it meant so he looked it up

Yep... That's him alright...

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

TMNT Crack Headcanon: Pink Dye Fail

Warnings: Spelling, bad humor

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Michelangelo had been thinking about this prank for several days, and today was finally the day! He had been waiting excitedly for the day April's name poped up on his phone, telling him that she got the pink hair dye he had asked for. Confused she handed it over to him, but couldn't get the chance to ask him, before the orange turtle ran for the hills and into the bathroom of the lair.

Giggling like a little school girl, Mikey opened the shampoo bottle, and poured the pink dye in. He couldn't wait! The face on Raph when he realizes that the shampoo is turning his hair pink! Best prank ever! Mikey would forever keep up his title as the prank king!

With the now resealed shampoo bottle back on the shower shelf, Mikey ran into living room, sitting in the couch, waiting for Raph to finish his training in the weight room. He tried hard to keep his smile and laugh down, but failed miserably, causing Donnie to keep an eye on him. It was best not to get too close when Mikey was like that.

Raph finally finished his training, coming out with a towel over his shoulders. Mikey jumped behind the couch with a yelped, fighting to keep still. Raph took notice and raised his right brow. He turned to Donnie who just shrugged. He had no idea either.

Raph shrugged his own shoulders before turning and walking towards the bathroom. Mikey jumped up on the couch once again, jumping like a child. Donnie stared in slight concern. Yup, Mikey was up to something.

It didn't take long before Master Splinter and Leo came out from the dojo, after their long training session. They both noticed Mikey's jumpy behavior on the couch and looked to Donnie. He once again shrugged his shoulders. He still didn't know what Mikey was up to. Still, Leo took an extra look into his glass before getting some water to drink.

They heard the water turn of in the bathroom, causing Mikey to stand on the couch, staring towards the bathroom door in anticipation. Raph came out with a towl wrapped around his waits and... nothing. He was still as green as ever, with no trace of pink.

Mikey's face fell, confusion setting in. He jumped from the couch to Raph, starting at him, checking him for any pink spots, not noticing Splinter going to the bathroom to take his turn in the showe. Raph stared from Mikey to his two other brothers. Both of them were as confused as them.

Mikey stood back in confusion. How was his brother not pink? He poured ALL the dye into the shampoo bottle... wait... Mikey didn't use shampoo... He had no hair... Neither did Raph... Actually, none of his brothers used shampoo. They are turtles!

Then why did they have shampoo in the shower?

Oh no...

"MICHELANGELO!!!!!"

All four brothers turned in horror, screaming at the sight in the bathroom door.

Mikey was grounded until the pink dye was out of Master Splinters fur.

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[2aceofspades]

Trick or treat! It's fanfic anon, here to drop off a treat for you! Rereading Wrong Fabricated Time Branch has me feeling things and I wrote this little magnetic duo thing-

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Cassandra didn't come back.

Between Casey Junior, the entire rest of the Resistance, and trying and failing to be there for his family, Leo barely had time for himself. Heh, what was a little less time for himself when there was the rest of the world to take care of?

So then, Leo found himself caring for a child that wasn't his; said child sleeping peacefully for the first time in days. That part was fine, not at all stressful. With that child loosely swaddled in his own scarf, he paced around the room as he briefly (and quietly) laid out the plans for the next resource raid. His energy waned, his vision blurring and his words turning into white noise. His steps grew more haggard, but standing or sitting still wouldn't feel right either.

Out of the corner of his eye, Leo noticed a familiarly large silhouette walk past the open door. No, not quite walking past; more like walking towards. He merely nodded to address the other presence, not quite recognising who was standing there until he dismissed the rest a few minutes later.

The moment the last member left the room, Leo identified the closest horizontal surface, set Casey Junior on a chair, and immediately collapsed onto the hard wooden table.

"Leo?"

Leo could only groan in response, recognition finally taking root in his mind. He turned his head away from the source of the sound, groaning. He just wanted his two minutes of table time before the next team went in.

"Leo. It's important, we need'a talk."

Despite the fatigue in his bones, Leo sat up (yes, on the table) to face the snapping turtle. Oof, the big guy was getting blurrier than he remembered, but he assumed he looked focused enough to "make eye contact".

"What is it? News on Cass? Missing resources? Someone lost their kid?"

"Not that."

"Then what?"

There was silence, and Raph's glare (Leo's assuming) was piercing enough. Be it a result of their odd ability to mind meld or something similar, Leo knew Raph wasn't here to talk about the Resistance.

The slider sighed, "Then it isn't important."

Leo couldn't quite see the expression on Raph's face change, but there was a shift in the tension of the room. "Leo. Everyone can see it. You need rest."

"Wha-hat?" Leo sounded way too surprised for it to be funny, but he had to make an attempt at levity, "You think I'm tired? Are you mistaking me for Donnie?"

Raph didn't even pause. "When was the last time you slept?"

"Uh-" He stifled the way his words began to slur.

"Or the last time you had more than five minutes for yourself?"

"Well-" He fought his faltering vision.

"Or the last time we talked about stuff that doesn't concern the Resistance?"

"Come on, that isn't fair!" He knew Raph was mad, but it wouldn't be the first time.

"Tell me."

The leader could nearly feel the glare on the other. He could only cross his arms, stopping himself from curling in on himself. Falling back into old habits wouldn't help anyone.

"Hey! I'm saving the world, right?" The slider tried to stop himself from sounding accusatory, but it came out targeted anyway, "Fixing my mistakes, making the right sacrifices, being a hero?"

"Listen to me-"

"We're doing better now than we were before; who cares if it takes a few all-nighters-"

"Leo-"

"I'm getting results!"

"Raph just wants his brother back!"

His vision blurred even more, cold streaks going down his face as the weight of those words sunk in. No, they didn't sink; Raph threw those words like bricks and Leo could only shatter like glass.

"You're the only one we barely see."

Leo let himself curl into a ball, holding his knees up to his plastron. He wanted to feel like a child again, but that wasn't what he deserved.

"Always busy talking to other members, never letting the rest of us help with Casey, always throwing yourself headfirst into danger when someone else was at risk," Raph muttered that last part, and Leo sunk his head into his shell, "You may be the leader, but Raph's still the oldest. I want to know what's going on with you."

It took a moment for Leo to construct a word, let alone the sentence. He made an attempt at speech, only for it to come out a defeated chirp.

Raph must've made a face, even if Leo could barely see it. He first heard the click of a door closing shut, then the softness of fabric against his wet eyes and cheeks. "Raph's sorry for yelling."

"Chhrrr..." (It was deserved.)

Raph didn't understand. Maybe much to Leo's benefit. "But please just listen to Raph for once... I won't leave you alone, none of us will. We're in this together, 'kay?"

"Erp..." (No promises.)

A pause.

"Can Raph hug you?" Leo paused, but nodded. He leaned forward and fell into a familiar embrace. Unconsciously, he found himself sinking into the warmth the other provided, melting like a cat in a container.

Strong, secure, safe, even when the apocalypse outside raged on. For once, he'll allow himself this one comfort.

GAH-

You...you can't do this to me okay???

THIS IS CANON NOW OKAY YEAH THIS HAPPENED-

I couldn't stop myself...

It...it was just too vivid in my mind 🥲

[sawyer-is-not-my-name]

Requested: Solangelo x Demigod Male reader

Request: the reader is worried about something happening to Will and Nico while they go on a quest, so he avoids them

Your boyfriends were both getting ready to go on a quest, you weren't allowed to come with as they already had enough people. But you wanted to come. You wanted to be there to protect them, but you couldn't. And it was majorly affecting your mood, the sooner it got to them leaving the more anxious you got. You couldn't seem to sit still.

Your hands shook as you sat on Will's bed, you couldn't seem to get them to stop. Every negative possiblity of what could happen to them seemed to play through your mind. You wouldn't be there to stop it either of any of them actually happened.

Will walked up to you, taking one of your hands in his. "Hey, is everything alright? Do you feel alright, you look a little pale, and youre shaky." You shook your head, mumbling that you were alright. Something he didn't seem to believe, but he didn't press you on the subject. "Why don't you go check on Neeks, see if he needs your help getting his bag ready." You just nodded trying to hide the disdain on your face that gave away how you felt about this quest. You know both of them could take care of themselves and each other, but you still worried.

You left cabin 7, making you way towards cabin 13. Opening the door to see Nico packing a backpack with his necessities, he turned around when he heard you enter offering a small smile. Usually he'd make some joke, about how you couldn't stay away from him, but today he remained affectionate with you and was being way kinder than normal. No teasing, from either of the boys which was odd, usually your lovers teased you quite frequently loving the way you got bashful. But today there wasn't any of it.

"So, how do you feel about us leaving?" Your hands seemed to shake, you couldn't really find an answer appropriate for his question. You didn't want to tell him, that they both shouldn't go, cause that wasn't your place. But you also couldn't say that they should go, cause that would be dishonest. You really just didn't know how to answer him. You also didn't want the only reason they decide not to go, being because you were anxious.

"umm I don't know, it'll be weird without you guys here. Just be safe, don't put yourself in anymore danger than need be. And take care of each other." Your words were quiet, way more quiet than usual, which gave Nico the real insight to how you were feeling. He could tell you didn't want them going, and that you were nervous and worried about them going.

He walked over to you gently pulling you into a hug, your head immediately meeting his chest. "We're always careful, and we'll be extra careful just so we can make it back to you." It reassured you a lot hearing that. His words seeming to set your mind at ease.

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Still the next day came, they'd be leaving today. It was all the plagued your mind, so you needed to distract yourself. You spent the day trying to do anything but be in there general vicinity. You went from the lake, to Hephaestus cabin to hang out with Leo, to bunker 9 with Leo, eventually leaving there to go hide out in your own cabin.

It was now noon and you had been hiding most of the day, and you were still trying to hide out in your own cabin. Which proved to be the wrong move, as now you were under your bunk as Will and Nico came through the door looking for you. They didn't seem mad, more so confused.

You thought you were in the clear, but then Will bent down to look under your bunk and his eyes met yours. "Why are you hiding?" His hand met yours to help pull you from under the bed, you weren't ready to climb out yet though so you pulled your hand back. "I'm hiding from the world" Nico and Will both looked at you sympathetically, "This doesn't happen to do with the fact we're leaving on a quest today, right?" You went quiet, as you tried to push yourself back further under the bed.

"So it does," after Will said it, he stood up and moved to where he could slide under the bed next to you, Nico following to do the same on the other side. Both boys wrapped you up in a hug, your face burying itself in Will's chest.

And they did return, they came back to you. They always did.

"y'know everything's gonna be okay, right?" Nico gently stroked your hair, as he whispered reassurances to you. "We're gonna be okay, we're gonna come back to you if that's what your worried about." Will kissed your head, as he held you closer.

After a while of a being under the bed Nico spoke up "can we crawl out from under the bed now?" You all laughed and agreed, both of them crawled out first, then Will gently pulled you out from under the bed and into his arms.

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Eventually the time came and they had to leave for their quest, you all stood by the entrance to camp as you said your goodbyes. Hugging your boyfriends as they promised to return to you.

[dilucsflame33]

Movie Night 🔥🌸

Okay, so I decided to participate in this challenge and I hope you all love this. Now, let's go! 😌

This is not edited, so I apologize if it's terrible. It's about to be 5 AM for me, so I'm not gonna bother. 🤣

🔞 Warning 🔞 NFSW 18+ ONLY

Just crack smut because we all need humor in our lives.

"All right, guys. You all get situated, I'm gonna check on Lily." Leo says as he heads upstairs to his and Lily's apartment suite.

It was a movie night. Usually they would have it at the Lair but, due to the snowstorm, they went with Leo's place instead. The guys made sure their father was okay and had proper heating sources for the harsh weather.

The leader heading towards the master bedroom, he knocked on the door (out of habit) and opened it. His eyes widened then filled with wanderous desire and lust as he took in his wife's form. No matter how many times he saw her, his body would always go up in flames.

Her long white hair stuck to the bottom of her back, clearly finished drying it off as she worked on her arms and breasts.

Oh, he could taste her skin ready.

"Can I help you?" Lily's tone was filled with innocent curiosity, but he knew better than to fall for it. She wasn't as innocent as she made out to be. Used to, yes, but now she's just filled with surprises.

Leonardo chuckled with some sort of mischief as he closed the door behind him. "I think you already know, blossom."

Even with the stoic face, his heterochromatic eyes were gleaming with amusement. Clearly entertained by Leo's confession. "Do I, my dearest? We have guests downstairs. You better behave."

She gasped as Leo took grasp of her; the woman's breasts pushed against his plastron and the man can't help but smirk. "Then you better be quiet."

Raph sighed as he looked towards the ceiling. "Why are they taking so long?"

"Maybe a malfunction?" Donnie concluded as he started typing on his phone, clearly talking to his wife while she traveled to London for business purposes.

"What kind of malfunction? For clothes? This woman is rich beyond belief. I won't be surprised if she has three closets worth." Raph grumbled as he started pacing. When he got older, he used to learn a little bit of patience. But he's starting to be on edge since his wife wasn't next to him.

"Dude, can you hear that?" Mikey said out of nowhere and that's when the brothers kept quiet and listened in. That's when their mouth gaped when they could hear moans from upstairs.

"Well there's your answer, Raph," Donnie whispered as the brothers gathered around each other as smirks were plastered on their faces.

"Man, Leo must be giving it to her good if she's making sounds like that," Mikey snickered as he rubbed his palms together. "You're thinking what I'm thinking, guys?"

Their plan was now set in stone.

Lily couldn't hold it in even if she tried. Her beloved knew her weak points and he took advantage of it. Moans and whatever sounds came out of their throats as she gripped the sheets, her nails digging into them like a vice. His palms held on to her hips, his pelvis working wonders to her and she let out a pleasured wail of ecstasy.

"Thought you're gonna keep quiet?" He teased as his thrusts picked up speed. "You're so beautiful like this, Lily. I could ravish you like this forever if you let me."

Oh, she will definitely let him.

She knew he would take good care of her, and proved to her that he would.

With that, she held onto his shoulders as she could feel the edge of release. "Leo, I'm close!"

"Finish her, Leo!"

Leo all but stopped as he heard Raph yell from downstairs and the laughter that came with it, he knew his brothers heard everything. How could they? His wife was letting everything out and he almost felt sorry for her.

Almost.

Her face says it all. She just wants to be buried under the covers.

And an idea but him, but Lily will either love it. Or he was sent to the dog house.

His thrusts continued and she gasped out at the sudden pleasure. "You heard him, little one. Come on, give me an orgasm."

She can't deny him of such a request, not when she was so close to the brink of paradise. Her back arched as she came for him and only him, screaming out his name as her small palms clutched him like her life depends on it. Leo can't help but to stagger as his release washed over him like a hurricane.

She just felt so good.

Oh, how he could just drown in this woman.

Her arms grew weak as she tried to catch her breath and his lips formed a prideful smirk.

"Fatality!" Leo yelled back to Lily's horror and the turtle brothers' laughter was heard soon after.

Oh, she could just kill a man right then and there.

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[nymphaudora]

» 001. 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨 ->

this story will include triggers like domestic violence, violence, anxiety, mental illness and other R-rated material & topics. this story will follow a mentally ill child star whose “issues” follow her into adulthood she crosses paths with a former collab artist, drake who is there with her through all her difficulties and struggles despite her trust issues & problems, he shows her that he isn’t perfect either. how will they navigate their relationship?

Leo sat on the toilet crying hot tears pierced her cheeks she had yet again been embarrassed by her boyfriend. Twenty minutes prior a few women had approached her showing her The Shade Room post that read “Kaiya & Metro Boomin spotted together this weekend, has Kaiya betrayed her longtime friend Leo?” Leo’s head started to hurt she had cried so much, she wasn't surprised by her bitter friend & slutty boyfriend. The pain was still so overwhelming she couldn't even draw breath, she kept her composure because she knew that people would be looking for a story so she left the stall & began cleaning up her face.

She took a breath & then stepped out of the restroom her hands shaking & eyes red. Leo walked back into the club some stared and others just laughed and shit-talked, she didn’t even turn around and look at the crowd. Forcing her way through sections she walked outside where her driver waited. “Take me home please.” She said before he could even speak. Her driver just nodded starting the car & driving away. She just kept staring at the post until her eyes started to water sliding the window open her driver handed her a box of Kleenex, and she wiped her eyes. “Yo, take me to Metro’s house,” she said as the driver nodded.

Leo stood outside sighing using her keys to unlock the door, she walked toward his art studio shaking and then opening every bottle of spray paint, spraying each painting individually covering the walls with paint. She made her way to the living room and began writing nasty words on his furniture. She slid his glasses over & a few vases then she came to an abrupt stop her eyes wandering to his studio she tried to stop but she just couldn't she walked over “Fuck it.” She said aloud, Leo walked in and then had an even better idea she put his computer in her purse and left locking the door behind her and getting back into the car. Her driver then sped off & brought her back to her house.

After her driver brought her back to the house she got in the shower and washed off her makeup then she put a robe on then went to go sit on the sofa. She sat drinking a glass of wine and flipping through the channels when a voice yelled her name, “Bae!” the voice yelled, “You here?” he questioned, it was Metro. She rolled her eyes & stood up to go wash the glass she had used along with the rest of the dirty dishes, her body tensed as she felt him behind her “I missed you.” He said grinning & rubbing her curves reaching up her robe Leo had never felt more disgusted.

He began getting nervous, “Bae, the silent treatment? For real? I ain't even do nothing.” Metro lied. She turned around breaking into tears “You must think I'm fucking stupid, I saw it already. Get your shit out of my house tonight! No later.” She commanded her voice shaky & heartbroken “Babe that wasn't even real!” as he went to hug her. “Don't fucking touch me, Leland.” She shouted pulling a knife from a drawer.

“Wow, you're a twisted sick bitch you know that right? This why I even FUCK with Kaiya your nuts.” He said disarming her holding the knife in his hands. Her body shook, she was terrified he was much stronger than her & he'd put his hands on her multiple times the look in his eyes was very telling, that devilish look in his eyes shook her. “Fuck you gon do now Leo, huh?” he said placing the knife towards her neck “Nothing…” she muttered her eyes filled with tears. She stopped for a second plotting her next move “You won't kill me.” Leo said in a shaky voice.

The only thought in her was ‘Why the hell would you provoke him?’

Before he could even form words she slashed a plate over his head she stared at his unconscious figure before reaching to grab her phone & call 911.

Her small hands shook as cops spoke to Leland trying to understand what happened tonight she kept zoning out while the police spoke to her she fidgeted looking nervous. He just gave her nasty looks, dry blood painted his upset face. “Excuse me, I'm Officer Styles.” The woman in front of her introduced holding her hand out, “Sorry, I'm—” Leo said before she was cut off. “Leo Ayene? My daughter loves that song you have with Drake.” Styles chuckled “Alright can you explain what happened here?” the woman requested.

“Uhm, It was an act of self-defense he had a knife to my throat but I’d prefer my lawyer present.”

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[rainytomorrows]

Leonardo x Reader | Guitar hero

(All copy pasted from AO3)

Fic request! I was just kind of asked for a Leo fic, so I had no idea what to do. I called my friend and forced him to help me with this, the fic plot is entirely his idea. I really like this and hope you guys like it too. Unfortunately for some of you to me he is not the cool dominant leader. In our hearts, he is a fucking loser. Love him though. Basically on the fic he tries to impress you. Enjoy! (1,410 words)

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You'd known Leo for a couple of months now. You'd met when some of the turtles saved you from a robbery, them blowing their cover when Leo had fallen straight in front of you. This is the start of what you observed to be his habit of overcompensating. You could remember how he did some stupid flip to get up and pretended it was all on purpose, lending you a hand to help you up as well.

Now you were sitting in your room, you'd just finished up some work. Leaning over your chair you go to file away the papers, as you hear the familiar sound of Leo's ringtone. He'd begged you to change it many times, as you currently had it set to a recording you had of him singing along to his favorite show theme song with no luck. He couldn't convince Donnie to help either with how funny his brother found it.

You hit your head on the underside of the desk when you were getting back up, rubbing it as you answered the phone.

"Yes, Leo?" "Y/N! I'm not interrupting anything, am I?" "Only a really intense meditation session." "Without me?" He almost shrieked, as he'd been trying to convince you to join him for a week or so now. "No, I was lying. I was just putting some stuff away. What's up?"

You can hear the smile on his face, the stupid grin you can only see when he thinks you aren't looking. His voice has a certain glint in it, like crystals in the sun. "I have a surprise for you, meet me on the roof in two hours" He hangs up straight after that. Strange, he wasn't really one for surprises. Most often if you had plans he'd overload you with an organized itinerary. As helpful as it was, didn't leave a lot to go with the flow. Though you'd never complain about a guy with the care he had for making sure everything went right. Though, among the flurry of thoughts this brought, was a strange feeling that you should be dressed up. You groan a little, getting up and throwing off your PJs.

You felt how spoiled you must be by his regular habit of telling you everything. What were you getting ready for? Was this casual, or was he planning on throwing you into one of his missions again? No, if it was important he'd at least tell you the dress requirements. You giggled at the thought, deciding your outfit didn't need to be so useful. Rummaging through your closet you picked out a sort of casual outfit, making it look nice and adding a bit of jewelry. It was good for anything, you thought. Casual but you were done up enough if need be.

The hours passed, and you found a way to waste the time until the two hours had nearly gone by. You walked up, figuring that being a couple of minutes early wouldn't hurt. That was until you made it to the door, your hand almost jiggling the handle when you heard a commotion. It sounded like him and his brothers, which made sense. They were often a package deal. Though you sat for a minute, spying in on what was happening. Leo was ordering everyone around, but it was a lot more gentle than normal. As if he just, really wanted this to go right. It sounded like- decorating? You could hear him shuffling around, supposedly also setting up. He'd occasionally yell something like "No- Mikey! That doesn't go there!" or "Yes, Raphael. I do want the lights there. No, that's not corny it's romantic. Like you would know!"

You took occasional glances at your phone, watching as it all seemed to get finished exactly 2 minutes before you were meant to be meeting him up there. You finally shook the handle, pushing past. Before you can open your mouth and call his name, it falls agape. It was straight out of some corny coming-of-age movie. He'd set up blankets and pillows, with lights in both of your favorite colors adorning them. He obviously tried to make it a little inconspicuous, as he valued his title as a ninja. Though, he still clearly put a lot of work into it. There was a selection of snacks, also of both of your favorites. And, just like a corny coming-of-age movie, what stuck out the most was the sight of him with a guitar in hand. He was clearly nervous, it's as if you had a gun pointed at his head. His shoulders seem strangely stiff, and his eyes are completely fixated on you. His head is positioned to the side, as if he's nervously turning away despite his unwavering attention on you. He's scanning for your reaction, and you can tell.

"What's the, what's the occasion?" You ask, a slight awkwardness creeps into your voice. He hits his guitar with the palm of his hand once, not breaking eye contact. His voice is reduced to a squeak, as he seems to have to strangle the words from out of his throat. "I wrote you a song" he forces out, strumming it once for effect.

You couldn't handle it. He looked so nervous- you could swear this dwarfed anything you'd seen from him before. He was visibly less nervous both times he saved the world. Now he sits before you, guitar in hand, looking as if he might pass out. You sit down, grabbing one of the water bottles he brought. Which, you could hear him earlier wishing he'd done glasses. You laughed at the idea, undoing the cap and handing it to him. "Relax," You suppress a giggle between your words, and this might discourage him if he wasn't so entranced with how the lights he'd set up shine on your face while you laugh. Your smile crinkles up to your eyes, and he swears up and down that no amount of decorating could compare to you.

After a good 30 minutes of you guys chatting, what he thought was well-disguised stalling, he finally got the guts. You quiet down, giving him your full attention as he starts playing. You'd never say it out loud, but it was a little bit terrible. It was part of his charm, seeing how he'd gulp something down between singing. The way his voice cracked during one of the lines, and sometimes he'd get a note wrong. It was so lovable how he was always the put-together leader, always achieving feats no man could even conceive of. But when it came to you, he was just what he was. He loved you, and he was a little bit of a loser. The way his hands, the ones that were normally as calculated as a surgeon, would shake a little when they brushed against yours.

He finishes up, his last strum seeming to travel farther into the cold of the night than the rest. He gently sets the guitar down, caught entirely off guard when you jump forward to hug him. He falters a little, catching you with one arm around your waist. The other supports him from behind. "You liked it?" He asks, you'd look up and see the brightest smile. It was worth it, absolutely. You were glad you wore comfortable enough shoes, as you held your stance for a minute before sitting in front of him again. He sits crisscrossed, all polite as he normally does. His hands rest on his knees, continuing to talk to you about what you thought of the song. He admits he'd been writing it for a couple of months now, what he wouldn't tell you is his creative brother Mikey had a lot of help in it. The amount of times he'd bother Mikey late into the night about a lyric or a note, asking what he thought.

The two of you spent the rest of the time eating the snacks he prepared, talking about anything and everything. There was never a shortage in how he looked at you, with as much admiration as you think someone could muster. He could save as many people as he wanted, he could take down as many villains as there were, but you always saw it. The awkward way he managed to still hold himself, you were happy to have your overachieving loser. In the same way, he was overjoyed to have you.

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I apologize if it's not as good, not used to writing this guy. I gotta clock into work soon fml. Anyhow, my hopes are that you guys love this! Have a good day/night, and a great life!

[latoyalestrange]

IT’S NEVER OVER

Joel Miller x F!OC

Summary: Jessie tries to return to normal life after Joel fixed her car the night before, and subsequently, took over a portion of her mind since the moment she drove home. In an attempt to bury herself in her work to distract herself, she found out she needed Joel much sooner than she anticipated.

Words: idk yet

Warnings: not edited, oblivious mutual pining, fluff, friends to lovers

CHAPTER THREE -- RED LIGHT, GREEN LIGHT

MAY 2, 2002

Butterflies. Huh. Jessie hadn't felt like that in a long time. He was just being nice, right? An established contractor, a very handsome one at that, could be interested in her? To Jessie, he was entirely out of her legue, especially when compared to the men she'd wasted her time on before. That's not what Jessie wanted to do this time around. She couldn't bare to be toyed with anymore, so she needed to be cautious. Either he was the one or love simply didn’t exist. She came to realize over the years that this was true, just for different reasons.

She had a hard time falling asleep that night. She found herself smiling as her mind wandered every time she closed her eyes. She didn’t dream of him once she finally drifted off, in fact she didn’t dream at all. When she opened her eyes, it was suddenly morning but she didnt feel like she slept at all. After a few moments, something felt off. It was much too bright in her room for her usual wake up time for her sunday brunch shift.

“Shit!” She was on her feet in a split second, rushing around to get ready. She fixed the long braid she put her hair in before bed, threw on her uniform, and took the extra few seconds to put a glittery pink gloss on her lips. she raced down the creaky stairs, passing her brother who sat on the couch watching the news.

“Morning! Mom made—“

“I can’t, Leo, I’m late!” She called back as she made it to the back door in the kitchen. She quickly grabbed her dingy tennis shoes and sat down at the table to put them on. The smell of garlic, tomatoes, fresh bread and eggs made her stomach rumble.

“At least take some toast, honey,” her mother, still in her bathrobe and pajamas, emerged from her room off of the kitchen. She took a peice of the perfectly buttered bread she staged next to the pan on the stove and handed it to her daughter.

“Thanks, Ma.” Jessie took the bread after tieing off her second shoe and took a grateful bite. She gave her mother a hug, towering over her petite frame while being average height herself.

“You work too hard, my love.” Her mother squeezed her for as long as she let her. Once her brother entered the room as well, she kissed her on the cheek.

“I love you, Ma,” She avoided the comment, still chewing her bread. She turned to hug her brother as well, who pecked her forehead.

“You’ll be home before dinner?” The girl nodded, taking another bite. They separated and she slung her purse over her shoulder, grabbing her keys off the table. They said their final goodbyes as she walked out the door, a little less flustered and more put together than before.

Her drive to work started out normal. Her car was a little squeaky on a good day and was a bit of an eyesore, but it got her to work and back. That’s all she needed, and frankly, all she and her family could afford. It was her brothers car before he got a new one after getting the factory job. Everything was going to plan, she would be later than she normally was, but if she hussled, she’d be there with a few minutes to spare. But as she could see the stoplight, her halfway point to the diner, she felt a slight jolt in the car. Then, before she could process what was happening, she could hear her car sputtering out in the middle of the road. She tried to accelerate, but it was no use. She thought quickly enough to pull over to the side, in utter disbelief as she put the car in park.

“You have to be kidding…” She sat there for a moment, stunned at her unluckiness as cars honked and drove around her. She rummaged through her purse after a moment, looking for her phone. Sitting on top of it was a sharp index card with “Miller Construction” plastered on the front. She could just call her brother but she’d have to tow her car, and that was money she couldn’t afford to spend. She fought back in forth with herself for a few moments. Time was ticking and the sun was beating down on her in the hot car. Before she knew it, she was dialing the number on the card, her heart pounding as she listened to it ring.

“Miller Construction.” He answered casually.

“I- um—“ Jessie quickly realized how ridiculous this all was. Why would she bother a stranger with this? “It’s Jessie, from the diner…”

He didn’t respond for a beat, so she continued. “Listen, I’m broke down on the side of the road and I’m gonna be late—“

“Where are you?” She was almost caught off guard by his willingness to help her. He hardly knew her. She took a second to look around for street sings.

“I’m on St. Claire and 13th, right next to the Shell—“

“I know where that is, stay put. I’ll be right there.” And with that, he hung up. Somehow, Jessie was left even more confused and flustered than before. She instantly called her boss afterward despite how she was feeling. No matter what, she could not lose this job. Thankfully, her southern-bell waitress was more than understanding.

She waited for what felt like forever, tapping her foot nervously on the floorboard. She recognized their truck as soon as it pulled onto the road, seeing the brothers smiling faces in the front. Tommy pulled it right up next to her, and she couldn’t help but smile as Joel leaned out the window.

“Hi, darlin’. Got a flat?” She shook her head, hoping he didn’t notice her blushing.

“No, she just died on me while I was driving.” Joel climbed out of the truck, the sun forcing him to squint as he looked down at her. Tommy pulled the truck around to align the bed with the front of the car as Joel opened the driver-side door. She gazed up expenctantly for a moment, making his own stomach flutter.

“Scoot over.” He nodded to the passenger seat. She glanced ahead as Tommy hooked something under her car and understood.

“Right, sorry.” She climbed over the center console and almost fell into the passenger seat. Joel attempted to sit down, but quickly realized he couldn’t fit without drawing the seat back first. She stifled a chuckle as he struggled to adjust the seat. He finally settled in with the seat all the way back and tilted just a bit. She could smell his musky cologne instantly.

“Much better.” He sighed before putting the car in neutral. Tommy stuck his hand out the window, giving him brother a thumbs up, which he mirrored.

“Thank you. Really. I would’ve had to pay to get it towed.” Her eyes scanned him as she spoke, taking in the sight of him. God, even the way he sat was so nonchalant yet tempting.

“It’s no problem. I hate to say it but even I get bored on Sundays. My only day off.” He chuckled a bit, leaning on the center console with his muscular arm.

“Let me repay you. Next time you come in, it’s on me.” Their body language was saying everything they didn’t want to say. Turned towards eachother, shoulders relaxed, and it was a good thing Tommy was leading because Joel couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. He knew how much she hated that uniform but it was so damned cute on her.

“Fine. You’re still getting tipped though.”

Jessie spoke too soon, though. Once the brothers got her car to Joel’s garage, she quickly realized a free dinner wasn’t nearly enough. Joel couldn’t find a problem under the hood, so he tried looking underneath her car as Tommy held a flashlight. It was at this point that Sarah emerged from the front door, three waters in hand.

“Hi!” She said cheerfully. “Thought you might be thirsty.” She handed the first one to Jessie.

“Thank you! Your dad’s just looking at my car for me.” She’d heard loads about Sarah. What a good kid she was, how much she took after her father, and some of the things she liked.

“Yeah.” She chuckled knowingly. “He was talking about you last night.” As if it were a reflex, Joel sprang to his feet to meet his daughter.

“Thank you, Sarah. You can go back inside, it’s hot.” He took the last two water bottles and shooed her away. She gave Jessie a pointed look before turning to leave. She glanced at Tommy, who was smiling and holding back laughter.

“Looks like your fuel filter needs changed.” Joel changed the subject, hands stained with oil and sweat beading on his forehead. Fuck. She could hardly focus on what he was saying but it sounded expensive.

“I’ll have to go to the auto shop later. I’ll take you to work on the way so you’re not more late than you already are.” He set one bottle aside for Tommy and opened the other one, drinking selfishly and letting it dribble down his chin.

“Um, sure!” She could hardly speak, let alone know what to say. “But that sounds like a lot of work, no? And money?”

“Don’t worry about it, darlin’. I’ll get it taken care of.” He placed a strong yet comforting hand on her arm, that familiar smoulder on his face.

“Then let me babysit. It takes a village. Maybe I could give her some guidance.” It was the perfect solution. He’d fix her car in exchange for a few weeks of free babysitting and she’d get to keep seeing him. She saw the same realization hit him as a smile tugged on his lips.

“Sure. Whatever helps you sleep at night.” He let his hand fall, passing by her to get in his truck that was now parked behind her car. He gestured to the passenger seat again. She quickly followed, having to hoist herself up into the cabin. Once she closed the door, they were locked in again, their own little bubble.

“Thank you, again. For everything.” She repeated sincerily. He was silent for a moment, reading the expression on her face as he pulled away from his house. Her smile was almost inviting.

“Don’t mention it, sweetheart.” His sultry voice sent a shiver down her spine. She turned and blushed, her eyes glued to her purse that sat in her lap. “I might just take you up on that babysitting offer.” He added, smirking over at her.

“I’ll show up and force you out if I have to, Miller. I mean it. I’m making up for every cent you put into my car.” Her voice was stern now, which just made her seem more adorable to him.

“Yes, ma’am.” He complied.

“Good.” He chuckled at her intensity. She rolled her eyes, and she was smiling as she did so.

After a few moments of comfortable silence passed before Joel pulled into the patchy parking lot of the diner.

“Don’t work too hard.” He teased as she unbuckled. She bit her lip, and he could see something in her eyes and the way she looked at him. She inched closer to him, hesitating before kissing his cheek. She smiled as she quickly turned to open the door, avoiding eye contact.

“When should I pick you up?” She hopped out of the truck, holding onto the door for support. She planted her feet on the ground, facing him as she propped the door open. She hadn’t thought of how she would get home tonight, so she answered, “Is ten okay?”

The man nodded almost too eagerly, “Yeah, that’s fine. See you at ten.”

“See you at ten.” And with that, she used most of her upper body strength to push the hefty passenger door closed and turned to walk away. She let her face express her true excitement out of his sight as she hear the truck drive away.

Maybe she asked to babysit Sarah out of the kindness of her heart and to repay her debts. Or maybe, and more likely, she used it as an excuse to see Joel more often. Either way, it was a win for the both of them.

[thearoaceshark]

(9 years ago, when April and Leo had started dating)

Today April was not having a good day, her grades have been going down lately, which is horrible for her. She was about to lose last year when she had her father's kidnapping and then his mutation, she was able to save him but she ended up with low grades in quite a few subjects and they didn't look very good in her GPA. She wasn't doing as bad as her last year, but she's not doing as well either. She had just taken the first term exams and she did not do well in biology, the teacher gave a lecture to those who had not passed. But April really disliked biology after everything she had been through, she wished she had passed that horrible subject.

And when she got to the sewers she was greeted with a slice of pizza right in her face. Mikey apologized but that didn't make her day any better. She had to wash her hair in the lair.

"I'll put your clothes here, Sunflower," said her girlfriend, Leona. The redhead had some clothes in the lair just in case, she left them in the blue turtle's room.

"Thank you Leely," she replied from the other side of my curtain, using one of her nicknames for her.

When she finished she went to Donnie's laboratory to practice her powers, she was already very good at controlling them, but practicing with him had become a little routine, like their ninjitsu training.

However, for some reason she did very poorly in practice. She didn't guess several of the cards, the things she levitated didn't move where she wanted them to, or just didn't move, and she was starting to get a headache.

Donnie told her that she must be very stressed, that she will skip today's patrol and go rest. She accepted, she needed a break.

She said goodbye to the turtles. She went to her house and she took a bath again to get rid of the sewer stench and put on some pajamas. She tried to lie down and relax but she couldn't.

Thoughts that she should be doing something wouldn't leave her mind. "I should study. I should go on patrol. I should be...doing something!" She couldn't shake that feeling that she must be doing something. It was annoying. She was even more upset because she really wanted to stand up and study, she had to improve her grades... But she didn't have the strength for that, her bed was so comforting, and... She just wanted to rest.

"April," she heard her father knock on the door. "You have a visitor, it's Lee."

That woke the girl up a little, but she didn't get out of her bed. She looked at her watch, 7:40, the boys were preparing to start their patrol around that time.

"You can come in" she said and her father opened the door. He let her daughter's girlfriend inter to the room.

"If you need anything, call me" Mr. O'Neil announced before leaving.

"What happened? What about today's patrol?" She asked.

"I thought about leaving it in the hands of my siblings, I wanted to come see you" she replied. "I know you're a bit in a bad mood today, I thought we could relax together" she said nervously, they had known each other for years and anyone would think that they had been dating for a long time, but it had barely been a month since they began their relationship. Sometimes they still stuttered when speaking to each other, and asked permission to kiss the other or hold hands. Lee, above all, was not very open in physical contact, and this was her first relationship, so she was the more inexperienced of the two, and sometimes this type of situation happened where she did not know how to act.

That was something that April didn't find annoying, she appreciated that the two of them communicated so well, but she hoped that one day Leona would also be more initiative in the contact without asking her first.

"I think it sounds good... I'm tired, but I can't relax, I don't know why" she explained in a heavy sigh, the one in blue took her hand.

"We could watch a movie, one that relaxes you. And drink that grape smoothie you like"

"It sounds good, but it can't last long, I have to go to bed early" she got out of bed to go to the living room, followed by her girlfriend.

"Oh yeah? But today is Friday"

"Right... I think I forget that."

There was silence.

"Hahahaha!" Leona's laughter was heard in the room. "Come on, tonight will be just for us."

She wasn't wrong, they told her father that they were going to relax in the living room, watching movies, and Leo asked him to make the smoothie that the redhead liked.

They looked for several movies, they decided they were going to see them all.

First it was "Mamma Mia!" followed by "The Proposal", "Legally Blond" and "D.E.B.S." Everything was going very well, April was already relaxed as planned. Her father had already gone to sleep and soon they would too.

"Do you want me to take you to your room?" The turtle asked when she saw that her girlfriend was almost asleep, she answered her with a sleepy "yes" and she carried her away.

She left her on her bed and tucked her in, she would find a way to saw from the outside, she didn't want to wake April or Kirby. But her girlfriend's grip stopped her.

"Stay," she said. "Go to sleep with me"

"Ahh –..." the turtle was embarrassed and a funny blush could be seen on her face. "Are you sure?"

"Of course" the redhead moved away a little to give her space, her bed was a little big, maybe they could fit together. "I want you to be with me" she said between yawns.

Leona decided to listen to her girlfriend and placed her next to her. She was nervous, but the telepath soon hugged her arm and placed her head face up, because she knew that the one in blue was bothered by feel the breathing of others. The turtle took off her mask and placed it on the nightstand, she hesitated, but she ended up grabbing April's hands in hers, it was her way of reciprocating her hug. April knew it and she went to sleep with a smile, feeling the cold, and comfortable scales of her girlfriend.

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Part 2

[whispersbelongingbird]

For the 20 ways to say I love you, you could write one where Leopold is insecure and he tries to avoid Yuno because he thinks Yuno deserves better, but Yuno thinks otherwise. I’m sorry if I’m requesting too often. Thank you

Bheibpqwd, hello again Mitsuki! This was a joy to write so thank you for requesting it. Also, no need to apologise, I really enjoyed writing all your request and I have no problem with it!

Twenty ways to say I love you! (12/20)

Overthinking.

The one thing he needed to stop.

The one thing Mereoleona told him to never do.

Leo couldn't help it.. The more he thought about it the more his fear built up.

Leopold loves Yuno, he loves him with all of his heart, but Leo was starting to think the feeling wasn't mutual anymore..

These thoughts had appeared two months ago. So for two months he had been avoiding Yuno leaving him confused.

The two had been living in a dream together for some time and now suddenly this?!

Yuno was getting worried, he didn't know why Leo was avoiding him but he didn't want to push the question. So he let him do as he pleased. Well… that was until he got worried.

Yuno had made it from the Golden Dawn to the Vermillion Estate after just reporting a mission. Sure.. he didn’t look the best right now but he doesn’t want this to go on for any longer.

Yuno doesn’t know if he did something wrong or if Leo is just slowly drifting away.

Whatever it was, he was planning on getting to the bottom of it!

"Yuno?"

"Oh I see, that is why you are here.. Leo should be in his room, that is when I last saw him" Fuegoleon informed him earning a nod from Yuno.

"Okay, I'll check, thank you!" Yuno bowed his head a little before turning and making his way to where Leo was. He didn't realise but his speed kept increasing by every step. Eager to see Leo.

He was finally able to have a talk with him.

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Leo put down the piece of paper he was holding from hearing someone knock on the door of his bedroom. He was sure that he informed Fuegolein that he wanted some alone time.. Or did he just imagine it all..

Leo dragged himself off his bed and made his way towards the door pushing it open revealing a man he had been dying to see for so long but didn't have the courage to visit, recently.

"Oh! Yuno! Hi" Leo yelped at the sight of the younger male.

Yuno just simply nodded with a small smile as he walked into Leopold's room and pushed the door closed leaving Leo with a perplexed look.

"Can we talk?" Yuno mumbled. Although It had been loud enough for Leo to hear, he wished he didn't though because now he was dreading for what Yuno has to say.. The taste of fear and regret slowly creeping up his throat.

"S-Sure!" Leo stuttered gesturing towards his bed, indicating for Yuno to sit down, he did so and Leo sat beside him.

He clenched his fist and look down trying to not display his current emotions on his face.

“Hey Leo, Are you alright.. I can’t help but think you are slowly drifting away from me, I don’t know why but I love you and I want to know what is bothering you.. I’m your boyfriend and you should be comfortable sharing yout worries with me so I ask of you to at least tell me what is bothering you. I won’t judge you, I will only try and help you in any way possible so please.. just..”

Yuno stopped himself, he hadn’t realised tears and been forming in his eyes and in Leo’s as well. Leo crying wasn’t rare but it wasn’t common either, however seeing Yuno cry was beyond rare and very unpleasant.

"Yun.. I.."

No words would come out..

He had to do something. He didn't want Yuno to think he was the problem..

Leopold pulled Yuno into a tight hug and buried his head into his neck tears falling down his eyes.

"I'm sorry Yuno.. I really am. It's just.. My insecurities have gotten the best of me recently and I am starting to think you deserve someone better then me som-"

Leo was interrupted by being pulled out of the hug. Yuno grabbed his shoulder and made him look at him face to face.

"Don't finish that sentence."

Leo gulped and stared at Yuno with wide eyes. Yuno still had some tears left in his eyes.

How could he have been so stupid?!

Leo then cracked a smile and started laughing. Of course it would end like this! What was he thinking? He shouldn't have let those nasty comments get to him.

He loves You

Yuno Loves him.

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lagifqewjnciore, you can tell this is rushed so i deeply apologise, it is just if i saw this in my drafts for another day i would have gone insane since it has been there for some time

[jynxd]

MORTAL (a scene from your muse's past in which they had a brush with death, either themselves or someone close to them) (Silco)

Glimpses of the past | accepting

"Come on, Leo we really shouldn't be here." The two teens made their way into one of Piltover's many factories. It was after hours, so it had been locked down but Leo had convinced Silco to use his lock-picking abilities to break through the lock of the door. Only this one of the biggest factories and most secure. Not only that but it belonged to the Kiramman's. Even just being here was a risk and if they got caught they would be in major trouble.

"Oh come on, you're a zaunite, I'm sure you can handle to Piltovian guards." Leo teased the zaunite and bumped his shoulder lightheartedly. Silco couldn't help but chuckle at his lover's teasing.

If Silco had his way they would be back at their residence in Piltover. However, Leo wanted to go out for some alone time, to have a little fun. Leo had very little to worry about. If they were caught he wouldn't be in trouble, Silco would be. "Look if we get caught-"

"Relax Sil, we won't get caught, you worry too much!"

Silco let out a sigh as he looked at the lock. It was a tricky lock, too tricky. "This won't work, come let's find another way in." Silco took Leo's hand, and led him to one of the windows that were just barely open. Someone clearly hadn't done their job in closing it down. Open enough for Silco to pry it open, he fit his slim body through. Once inside he reached for Leo's hand. "Come on, get in before the enforcers see you."

The Zaunite could hear them outside and was already worrying about getting caught. Luckily he was able to pull Leo in time and was able to bring down the window. Silco gestured for the piltovian to squat down as they an enforcer came by. He only left out a breath of relief when the coast was clear.

"See? I told you we were going to be fine."

Silco rolled his eyes at that as he watched Leo jump on one of the conveyer belts and then jumped onto another. "Be careful or you'll get hurt." He finally said as he crossed his arms. "We completed the dare, we got in here, now we can go..."

"Don't be a chicken, Sil, learn to live a little." Leo walked up to one the machines, however on the way his over, he bumped one of the levers on the side, activating it. "Shit!" When the piltovian tried to get off he belt, he fell... was heading straight to part of the machine.

Panic hit Silco as his eyes quickly rushed to push down the lever to stop the conveyer belt from moving. However, Leo was too close would get hurt or worse. So, quick on feet, Silco used his ability to vault and moved Leo out of the way. His sacrifice cost him his as his knee was properly crushed.

Silco let out a blood curdling scream as the machine stopped but the damage had been done. He was able to get himself out of the machine, but his scream had caught attention. At least he had saved Leo from worse fates...

[avocado-frog]

Dahlia. 6

Chapter rating: T Chapter warnings: None Chapter title: 6/9/2020 Word count: 2,000 Summary: With one final glance at the living room, Dylan pushed the front door open as quietly as they possibly could, tightening their grip on the box. They would have to find a way to poke holes in the lid. Or, just get rid of the lid altogether.

...This was up there on the list of the worst things Dylan had ever done.

Dylan stood over the bed in the attic, staring down at Elliot. The heart monitor was still steady, though it was starting to slow, which scared them. No one else had noticed.

Elliot had a nosebleed and the blood was black. It was on Dylan's hand, and after a moment of experimentation, they realized that it wasn't blood at all, instead the weird, inky substance that Elliot could control. So, something was wrong.

Since Dylan and Elliot had the same type of magic, that led them to the conclusion that whatever was going on, Dylan was the only one who could fix it.

Yet, the longer they stood over him, the worse the idea sounded in their head. They were going to take Elliot, straight-up kidnap him, preform some weird, spooky voodoo shit, and hope for the best.

If they had a solid plan, that would be much better for everyone involved. So far, all they had was either kidnap Elliot, or fake their deaths. Neither of those were preferable.

They couldn't stay at home, that was for sure. They could accidentally kill someone- kill all of them- and Dylan wasn't willing to risk it.

And they definitely weren't going to tell anyone about their plan.

Logan came home the night before, and Dylan hadn't spoken to him yet. They couldn't trust that Logan wouldn't try to stop them. They couldn't trust that Jaxon or Lily would, either. And if they told Sam, it would definitely get passed to one of their siblings. Sam couldn't keep a secret to save his own life.

Dylan couldn't tell them, if they tried to stop them, Elliot might die, and Dylan was not going to let that happen. Just the idea of that was enough to make them unreasonably upset.

If it worked, if Dylan saved Elliot, there was the obvious benefit of Elliot being okay. Then, Logan would stay, and Lily and Jaxon wouldn't leave, Cass and Leo and Ryan would come back, Leo and Jaxon wouldn't fight, everything would be okay.

With their mind made up, they took one of the plastic bins from the other side of the room. They used to hold the triplet's old toys from when they were younger kids. Dylan, Lily, and Jaxon had gone through the toys when they were younger to see what they wanted, and then later, Ryan and Sam had gone through the boxes. Elliot never got around to it.

So, the boxes were mostly empty now, as the kids took most of it, and what was left were old drawings that nobody threw away. Dylan dragged one of the plastic bins towards Elliot's bed.

Carefully, slowly, Dylan lifted Elliot off of the bed and gently laid him down on the floor. Dylan glanced at the open door, hoping that no one would come in. Unlikely, as it was the middle of the night, but still. If Lily came in while he was packing a coma patient into a box, Dylan would just give up on the spot. There was no explaining their way out of that. They couldn't think of a single reasonable excuse.

Though, if it was Lily, she might just shrug and leave. They worried about whether it would be Sam who would choose to stop by the attic at eleven at night. That would be even harder to explain.

When it was all finished and Elliot was okay and everything was fixed, they would thank them then.

A sudden sense of resolve at that thought, as they took one of the blankets from the bed, and folded it into the bin. They weren't just going to put Elliot in an empty box, although the mental image of it was, admittedly, quite funny. Being put into a box was obviously not going to be very comfortable, and Elliot was going to have some words for Dylan later, but it was going to be worth it in the end.

Alongside the blanket, they lined three pillows on each side except for one of the shorter ends, but that side was filled up by Elliot's stuffed rabbit. That was quickly discarded, just in case, because if something went wrong, and that toy rabbit got lost or damaged, Dylan was dead.

Now was the tricky part, getting Elliot into the box. That sounded weird and unpleasant. Dylan was going to stop thinking that.

Elliot wasn't going into a box, he was just... being transported. And sure, it was in a box, but it wasn't like Dylan was going to carry him. Elliot was light, but not much smaller than Dylan was, it would be too difficult and horribly suspicious if Dylan was wandering around with an unconscious kid.

They unplugged the heart monitor, worried that if they took it off of Elliot, it would flatline, which would definitely wake the others up. They'd all grown used to the steady beeping that filled the second floor of the house, but Dylan doubted it would be noticed if it stopped.

It was difficult to... fit Elliot into the box. And it still sounded weird to think something like that. They cringed to themself. They had to do some weird maneuvering things with limbs and overall, Dylan wasn't having a good time. Kidnapping wasn't nearly as fun as they thought.

Not that they expected to have fun. It was just worse than they thought it would be.

Dylan stared into the box, giving Elliot a stern look. "Don't suffocate."

Dylan liked to think that if Elliot was conscious, he'd be totally on board with their bullshit. He always was.

Dylan picked up the backpack they brought, and locked the lid over the box, and picked it up, wincing as they had to carry it down the narrow, attic staircase, holding their hand on the wall, hoping that they were being quiet.

Don't wake up, don't wake up, don't wake up.

For a brief moment, Dylan thought about the slim chance that right at that moment, Elliot would wake up, and if Dylan thought it would be hard to explain to their siblings or Sam, it would be harder to explain to Elliot himself.

At seeing the kitchen light on, Dylan froze, and left the box by the doorway. Logan likely already knew that they were there, so they might as well commit to it.

Logan was standing over the kitchen sink, and Dylan felt suddenly sick. Maybe guilt, for taking Elliot and leaving, because they knew that Logan would have a heart attack in the morning, and that Jaxon and Lily might actually commit a crime, and Sam would cry. As angry as Dylan was at their siblings, they didn't want to scare them like that.

They were hesitating. Dylan's expression turned flat again, as they stood in the doorway, waiting.

Logan turned around, screamed when he saw them, and splashed his water on his face. Dylan snickered.

Once Logan recovered from the initial shock, pressing a handful of paper towels on his face, and when Dylan recovered from the pure joy that came from the experience on their end, they thought of an excuse.

"What are you doing up?" Logan signed, and threw away the paper towels.

Dylan glanced down. "...Eating. Can't sleep. Pop-Tart."

Dylan hated Pop-Tarts, but Logan didn't need to know that. Even though he might already. They only recently started buying them. Dylan couldn't remember Logan ever getting them Pop-Tarts when they were younger.

"Okay." Logan nodded slowly. He looked behind Dylan and at the box, and Dylan was grateful that it wasn't a clear one. "What's with the box?"

Dylan didn't expect Logan to see the box. "I cleaned out my room, this is garbage."

Logan looked baffled for a moment, but recovered fast. "In a box? No bag?"

"Out of garbage bags."

Dylan hoped that Logan wouldn't check, and hoped that they were actually out of garbage bags if he did check.

Logan's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Alright. You had that much garbage in your room?"

That wasn't even a joke. Theirs and Jaxon's room was essentially a dumpster with beds, and eventually Dylan would clean it. Just, Jaxon had to help. It was mostly his.

"Jax."

Logan looked like he understood. "Okay. Just be quiet. Try to go to sleep."

Dylan smiled, and nodded, and Logan patted them on the head as he walked past, and back to his room.

Dylan waited for a minute or two, before entering the kitchen. They managed to find a grocery bag from the recycling bin, and went through the kitchen, gathering plastic water bottles and snacks, opening the bin with a glance in the direction of Logan's room. They put the bag in the small space between the wall of the bin and Elliot's foot, and slung their backpack over their shoulders.

Dylan was known for random bouts of insomnia, so they supposed that was why Logan believed that they were cleaning their room at eleven at night. Dylan once learned how to knit because they couldn't sleep for two days straight.

With one final glance at the living room, Dylan pushed the front door open as quietly as they possibly could, tightening their grip on the box. They would have to find a way to poke holes in the lid. Or, just get rid of the lid altogether.

...This was up there on the list of the worst things Dylan had ever done.

They pulled their hood over their head to protect from the cold air (it wasn't that bad) and worried about whether they packed enough for Elliot, as they adjusted the lid slightly to allow air in.

Dylan had spent two days preparing, they had their backpack of clothes and extra food, a few crumpled-up dollar bills that they stole from Jaxon- they would lie and say that they'd pay him back, but that wasn't ever going to happen. Jaxon would live without five dollars- and a steel water bottle. 

In all honesty, Dylan didn't know how Elliot ate, so they didn't bother to bring food for him. If all went well, they'd be home in two days. Best case scenario, Dylan wasn't yelled at (signed angrily at?) because Elliot was okay. Worst case scenario, they aged Logan by fifty years out of stress and literally killed him.

Dylan couldn't bring themself to feel bad about Logan all that much. Leo left and took Ryan with her, Cass left to stay in Maine, Elliot left and it was almost permanent, and out of everyone, Dylan thought that Logan was the one who would stay. Then he didn't, and Dylan was still convinced that when Sam finally accepted that his siblings weren't coming back, he'd go with Cass to Maine, and Jaxon would go with them because that was where Kai was, and Lily would go because where Jaxon went, Lily usually followed. And then, Dylan would be alone.

But that wasn't going to happen, because Dylan was going to fix it.

Another glance at the box trapped under shaking hands, best friend half-dead inside, and a last one at their house, and Dylan finally started to leave.