#we should call them that

[mythicalmagical-monkeyman]

(Semi) Wholesome moment between Logan and Mateo was not on my bingo sheet. Under cut and @fruity-legos look i’ve got more food

Summary:

The world was tough sometimes but good thing Mateo had friends to help him along, to remind and tell him things, or to just be there when he needs them

Or

Five plus one times Mateo accidentally got good advice from his friends/had wholesome chats with them

Additional Tags:

Wholesome. Just Mateo talking to his friends and seeing parts of what make them tick. Logan Chan has DID - Dissociative Identity Disorder. These chats will come back later in the series. ambiguous time periods, idk when these would fall on the timeline. DID terminology used so feel free to ask if your curious about some of the terms. No Beta we technically die as symbolism for death and rebirth. Other Additional Tags to Be Added

Chapter One: Logan—

It was raining. 

Gross, was his first thought, and usually Mateo was a big rain lover, but that was of course on the days when he was inside and hadn’t forgotten his rain jacket at home. 

Groaning, Mateo looked out as the rain beat down on Brooklyn from his spot under the covered entrance to the school. 

Most of the other kids and teachers had left already, including Izzie, Cooper, and Zoey, as school had ended almost two hours ago. Mateo had stayed late though to finish up one of his art projects that was due soon and surprisingly his art teacher was kind enough to let him stay late. 

Really late, to the point where Mateo felt himself growing weirdly sad at how quiet the school campus had become.  

Mateo pulled out his phone and brought up his dad’s contact, he probably wasn’t off work yet but it wouldn’t hurt to give a quick call just to see if he could get a ride. 

His phone vibrated as it rang but eventually it clicked off. His dad hadn’t picked up so he must’ve still been busy. 

Disappointing. 

Ok then, all he had to do was run and hopefully he’d get home before the rain soaked through his backpack and wetted all his supplies. 

Mateo inhaled deeply and steeled himself. He was just about to run when he heard a click. 

With a hum of confusion Mateo turned to his side and saw Logan standing there, a closed umbrella in hand.  

Logan looked at him, raised an eyebrow, and let a, “Sup Matty?” Slip from his lips. 

Mateo glanced Logan over, he was dressed the same as always but Mateo could see sweat stains growing in Logan’s armpit areas. 

Ew. 

Apparently Mateo accidentally let that thought slip however as Logan scoffed at him. 

“You try not working up a sweat during basketball tryouts weirdo,” 

Well that explained everything. 

Logan rolled his eyes and popped open his umbrella, moving it to hold it above his head before walking out into the rain. He only got a few feet away when he suddenly stopped, grumbled to himself angrily, and turned back around with a loud sigh. 

He came back over to Mateo and held out the umbrella slightly like he was offering it to Mateo to take. 

Mateo took a hesitant step forward, “What are you doing?” 

Logan grumbled something that sounded like Mandarin under his breath and forced a small smile, “Do you want to walk home and get soaking wet?” 

Mateo paused and then responded, glancing down to watch himself kick at the pavement, “No,” 

“Good, now come on, my mom is making spring rolls and I don’t wanna be late,” 

Mateo glanced back up just in time to watch Logan turn and begin to walk off again. A small surge of panic darted through Mateo and he bolted over to join Logan under the umbrella. 

Instantly Mateo felt an uneasiness settle over them. Being this close to a sweaty Logan under a small-ish umbrella made him definitely feel a little uncomfortable and it wasn’t unlikely Logan was feeling the same. They weren’t exactly the best of friends. 

They walked in silence for a while, with Mateo deciding to keep his attention on his sleeve where he watched it grow slightly damp from the rain. 

Logan spoke first. 

“Why do you look so depressed?” 

Mateo shot a quick glance at him, “I’m not depressed,” 

“Sure you are,” Logan insisted, “I mean just look at your face bro,” 

“Very funny,” 

Though he wasn’t facing Logan, Mateo swore he felt Logan’s eyes on him, “I’se serious though, if you need to talk about shit I’m here. I might tease you for it if it’s lame but hey, still good to get it out.” 

“Thanks Logan,” Mateo muttered as sarcastically as he could. 

Logan snorted, “No problem bro,” 

Mateo couldn’t help the sigh and eye roll that came from him at Logan’s response. 

A second awkward silence was just starting to crop up as the boys came within sight of Mrs. Castillo’s food truck, which surprisingly still seemed to have life going on inside, when Logan exclaimed, “Oh I know what it is!” 

This time Mateo turned to look at him, his eyes narrowing in confusion, “What?” 

“Why you look all poopy,” Logan said back, jerking a finger towards the other boy’s face, “you still don’t like me,” 

Mateo frowned and in an act of protest argued, “Well you still do call me Lunchbox,” 

As much as he still felt a little irked by Logan it felt wrong to agree to full on dislike. They weren’t… enemies anymore. 

“Ha! Yeah ain’t ditching the nicknames any time soon,” Logan admitted but he still did look a little guilty, “but I get it you know. I’ve been told I’m not exactly easy to get along with,” 

“No crap,” Mateo grumbled, turning away and missing as Logan tilted his head to the side as if he was listening to something Mateo couldn’t hear. 

Logan let out a low whistle, “Alright fine, I’ll ask. Luka’s wondering if it is us though, he doesn’t like when people are mad at us,” 

“I…” Mateo trailed off for a moment, glancing at Logan quickly as his brain reminded him that Logan had other people in his head, “it’s not really you. I know we don’t exactly get along but, well, after everything we’ve been through. We’re cool.” 

“For reals,” 

They continued on for a few more steps, words on the tip of Mateo’s tongue that he felt like he had to get out, “I’m just… sad? I suppose. I’ve just been feeling really alone lately.” 

He wasn’t really. He knew that he had his family, his friends, Z-Blob, teachers too if he really felt like stretching it but he couldn’t help the feeling that had persisted for most of the week. The weird feeling that left him feeling empty, a bit alone. Yet with how everyone had been that week, doing their own things and relaxing in the face of a peaceful dream world, he guessed that made sense. People were allowed to have moments of space away from each other and while feeling alone wasn’t particularly fun it existed as a part of human nature. 

“Alone eh?” Logan hummed, “Well you ain’t,” 

“I know it’s just this feeling, you know?” 

Logan nodded, “Yeah, I get that. Sorta,” he added. 

“Sorta?” Mateo wondered, noting how his house was suddenly in sight. Talking really did pass the time, didn’t it? 

“It’s hard to feel truly alone when you’ve got … people,” Logan explained, pointing a finger at his head. 

“ Oh ,” 

Mateo really had to stop letting that slip his mind. 

“But, hey listen Matty…” Logan started, only to shake his head and start again, “Mateo, if I’ve learned anything from having headmates my whole life it’s that you’re never alone. Even when you’re at your lowest and think that there’s no one else out there… there are. There are people out there that will have your back, and that will come for you when you're hurt. Sometimes you may feel like you’re alone but you’re not. Not forever at least,” 

Mateo squinted, he was talking to Logan right? He didn’t just switch on him did he? He turned and looked long and hard until Logan turned and stared back. Logan then reached his hand up and flicked Mateo on the forehead. 

Yep, that was Logan alright. 

Mateo let out a small groan and rubbed at his forehead while grumbling, “That was… really profound for you Logan,” 

Logan snickered and grinned, his weirdly sharp canine teeth on full display, “Thanks, I have a gift,” 

After a few more steps the duo reached the front steps of Mateo’s house and Logan proclaimed loudly, “Welp, welcome home poop face!” 

Mateo grimaced and glanced around to look for other people who could’ve overheard. When he found no one he reached over and punched Logan in the arm. 

“Oh shut up,” Mateo huffed, only semi-annoyed, “you just had to ruin the moment didn’t you?” 

“Yep!” Logan agreed, stepping away and letting the rain hit Mateo full on. Mateo pouted as he began to get pelted and scrambled up the steps to hide from the rain in the doorframe of his house where he was offered little relief. 

“Ok byeeeeeeee,” Mateo heard Logan call. 

Mateo turned to wave the other boy off only to find him stopped a few feet away. Logan turned slightly and added, “Also if anyone asks I didn’t walk you home!” 

Mateo snorted, “Oh definitely, never admitting to that,” 

Logan threw back his head as he barked out a laugh, “Ha!” And with that Logan grinned before running off towards his own home. 

[charlieisnotokay]

slimebit? I’m so crazy about them? hwat the fuck? they are so toxic together? they should be able to kiss?

[egophiliac]

once again, don't think I'm not still obsessing over 7-12

(eventually I will get back to being less scribbly, whoops)

[strawberriesandstarsart]

AU I thought of that is very significant to my mental health.

[akanemnon]

THAT'S A LOTTA DAMAGE (emotional damage that is)

FIRST - PREVIOUS - NEXT

MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)

[forgettable-au]

FORGETTABLE-AU (page 82-85)

THAT LAZYBONES!!

[BEGINNING] [PREVIOUS] [CONTINUE]

[lazylittledragon]

so uhhhhhhhh. not to be cryptic and bitchy on main but congratulations to everyone in my messages for like 5 months on being right i guess

[sudaca-swag]

south america in the kill yourself: 4th heat wave of the summer era

[bittasol]

smile, iruma! | hey ive been here before

[puppetmaster13u]

Who wants a prompt entirely in memes.

[dukeofthomas]

Here's my controversial opinion; if you're trying to write Bruce as a non-abusive, good parent, you should also write him respecting his kids' privacy, boundaries, and not stalking&surveying them.

[pocket-goat]

when and why did people start calling the Ancients "benefactors" instead??? did someone see that one line from Pebbles and decided it was a better name????? im so confused.

[floofle-universe]

Joyxiety or something

[headcanonthings]

Tim: All right, you’re clearly not listening to me. I can say whatever I want. Bruce, focused on a case file: Tell me about it.

Tim: I murdered the Riddler this weekend. Bruce: I feel you. Tim: Now that I have the taste for blood, I can’t stop murdering. Bruce: Been there, done that. Tim: The Joker is next. Bruce: Go for it, chum. I believe in you.

[gingerswagfreckles]

Like if you have a problem with the concept of deportation as a whole or a problem with the fact that you don't usually need a jury to agree to a conviction to be deported (just a judge.) And that's really the only issue here. Wouldn't it make more sense to champion one of the like million and a half 5 year olds arrested at school forced to go to deportation hearings without their parents? Who are then deported after having no idea what just happened? Rather than a leader of an organization who's stated goal is the "total eradication of Western Civilization" through violence and that organized a day of mourning for Sinwar?? Perhaps??

Or maybe this is all happening for the reasons that gentiles repeatedly scream in our faces, which is that they just don't think murdering Jewish civilians should be considered terrorism? And maybe we have to look honestly at our instinct as Jews to defend this behavior as soon as there are consequences for it, like maybe we still think that if we let antisemites harrass us enough, they will stop short of killing us?

[charlesemersonwinchesteriii]

Fascinating how Edward's response to distressing events is to immediately get a hand on his nearest fellow lieutenant. Almost like he's afraid they'll be taken away from him or something.