May I request a platonic request?(feel free to ignore this or out right just say if your uncomfy with my request so in the future i can avoid certain request like this ^^), future!leo x teen(13-15) reader?, fully FULLY platonic!!!!, I just wanted a found family between them TTwTT, okay for the little plot, reader walking down the streets after finishing their homework at the library, they walk pass a alleway, as they pass by their hard a crash in the alleway, them being a curious person they are they head back to check out to alleway, there they found a pass out big turtle with a metal arm?(and swords too!), slowly they walk foward, they can see a flicker of gold hues around him, as the reader got close they poke his check, no respond, they reach for the turtles neck if there still hearbeat, reader smile feeling the turtle heartbeats its slow but its still alive right?, what stump them the most is, how do they get the turtle home without making fuss?

(Again feel free to say if this request makes you really really uncomfy!! and I in adavnce deeply apologize!)

AAAA I LOVE THE YWD AU (I call it that, not sure if that's its actual name, the You Won’t Die AU as I call it is just Future Leo being sent back in time with Casey)

TW: blood and injury, swearing, death, readers mom is neglectful fr, mentions of substance @b_s3 (not reader or Leo), overall panic from Reader AND F! Leo, reader has mommy AND daddy issues

word count: 1,826 you guys got a meal

summary: Leo REALLY likes collecting kids (not in that way) and you are in desperate need of a father figure (guys I took this and ran)

Saddest little baby in the room

Leonardo should be dead, he knew that. So why did he feel the cold concrete under his scales before he lost consciousness. You were walking home from a friend's house, going to the alleyway to climb into your window your small frame stopped. “ what the fuck-? “ you hissed looking at the bloody raggedy man- thing- you crouched down and touched his side. He would absolutely need stitches, looking at your bedroom window you grumbled how the fuck are you supposed to get him up there?! you were only 13. Grabbing his body you looked at the prosthetic…maybe..? taking it off him you smiled at how he got lighter (you cannot tell me this man is very heavy he must’ve been starving it’s the apocalypse) you grabbed him and started lifting him up the stairs. You thanked whatever god was up there for allowing your building to have fire escape stairs, not ladders like this was old-timey Donkey Kong. You pushed open the window and pushed the limp body into your room with a thud. Hearing your mother call you quickly spoke “ sorry mom! I just fell! “ you looked at your clock. 10 PM, she'll be asleep soon. the whole thing that happened a few months ago had your mom spiraling, leaving your apartment a mess. you sneakily entered your mom's room and grabbed her suture kit and first aid kit. thank god your mom got paranoid after that whole crisis. opening YouTube you clicked on the first tutorial and got to work. your hands were covered in blood from suturing the wound. you bandaged it with a shaky sigh and leaned against your bed. your floor was all bloody now. ew. grabbing the mysterious man you would turn him over onto his stomach and start wiping the blood and grime off him with a cloth. or whatever skin?? you could hit. heaving him onto your bed you got to wiping up the floor, you were exhausted but the blood would only make more of a mess later. oh and your hands! ewewewew-! you rushed to clean them. luckily when you were gone the strange person didn't wake up. your scarred hands shook as you sat down on the far wall, holding the prosthetic. it wasn't like the man, no it was different. it had unreadable handwriting on it, you could kinda make out a ' p ' and an ' a ' you hummed and placed it down.

opting to fall asleep, the sun hit you in the face, causing your face to scrunch up before you woke up. you hummed in worry, the man had moved a bit but his bandage was okay, it hadn't bled through. Standing up you stretched and opened the door of your room and walked into the kitchen. grabbing a bottle of water out of the fridge your attention was grabbed by a groan, turning your head you saw a shadow from your room " oh fuck ". grabbing the water you also snagged the ibuprofen. awake in your bed was the strange man you saved " Don't do that, you rip open your stitches and I really don't wanna do that again ". The man looked you up and down " how old are you exactly? " you snorted a breath " I'm 13 " sitting down and handing the water bottle you laid your head on your arms, which were folded over your knees. " what? " he snorted and you hummed " I dunno, a random man who I found bleeding out turns out to be a turtle " he cracked open the water bottle and drank most of its contents " don't do that, you'll only dehydrate yourself more " he grumbled and put down the water. " what happened to you anyway? someone does just bleed out like that and the missing arm? plus you had some weird orange specks on you. it was weird " the man grumbled " you wouldn't believe me even if I told you " you smirked cockily " try me, I've seen it all. from weird aliens invading New York to a bride crying on the subway " the man stiffened up at the mention of the invasion " oh Casey did it, I knew he could " you blinked " okay man you are totally out of it " putting your hand on his face you pulled back " EW you're all greasy! " you shook your hand a bit and huffed at him " you're buying me new a new bedset " he only chuckled at you, " 'Names Leonardo " you blinked and responded with yours. Leonardo stood up carefully and grimaced at his messed-up prosthetic. opening your bedroom door he waited for you to exit first. your living room was disgusting. and your parents were nowhere in sight " the whole alien thing was really hard on mom, she lost a few friends " your look saddened by it " But it's okay, I've been cleaning a bit. I just don't know how to deal with the bottles " Leonardo looked at you and took a deep breath and grabbed a bottle " You can just put them in trashbags, though people usually double bag them " you smiled and started collecting the trash. you grabbed the bags and walked to your fire escape and leaned over the railing and dropped the bags into the garbage bin. Leonardo plopped down and messed with his prosthetic, you watched him and yawned. you were exhausted, Leonardo hummed at you and watched you fall asleep. lifting you with an arm he plopped you into your bed and sat back down.

It's been two months of him trying to convince you to leave him alone, two months of him back to you every night like a hypocrite, two months of him worrying for your safety. Leonardo took in a shaky breath as across the rooftops he saw Raph linger, looking back to Mikey and Donnie, a portal opened next to Raph showing a younger him. his arm was missing and he wore a battleshell like Donnie. when did he stutter like that? something went down here that saved humanity but fucked up his family. He took in a shaky breath and felt tears roll down his face when he saw Casey walk through that portal. oh Casey looked so healthy, he looked like a vase glued back together sloppily, its cracks still showing but it was mended. Leonardo let a quiet sob escape him before disappearing into the shadows, Caseys look full of panic as he searched the rooftop...can Leonardo really go back? He's been here for two months but so distracted by you that he has forgotten about his original thought. walking to your window he plopped down on the fire escape and handed you a package, you opened it with a small smile, and a snarky huff left you " a knife? really? " he shook his head " you never know when you have to defend yourself, happy birthday kiddo " he ruffled your hair and you batted his arm away. " I'm not a kiddo I'm a teenager " you huffed and attached yourself to Leonardo, a soft smile fell onto his face. he pulled you into his side and looked at the sunset. He wondered if his own brothers were watching him? did they like you? he doesn't know if he'll be here with you forever but he wouldn't hate a future with you in it.

Leonardo was startled awake by a loud crash looking from where he fell asleep. your window was open and the light was on but where were you? slinking in he heard your desperate cries and a man's voice. sneaking out of your room he blinked at the smell of metallic blood. oh there lay your mother, lifeless blood leaking out of her neck. your desperate cries turned into a scream, rushing out he watched in horror as you clutched your side blood coated hands holding the knife you staggard in front of this person and let out a cry of relief as you turned and saw Leonardo, you let out a small breath and the person in front of you sputtered and ran out of your apartment. Leonardo rushed and grabbed your body as you staggard down. he cursed, fuck he had forgotten you used up all your supplies the other day. you were only 14, jumping out of your window he glanced at the manhole and took a shaky breath, time to face his greatest fear. he pushed it open and jumped down, does he remember the way? " why're we in the sewers? " your voice was rasped and full of pain. Leonardo took a deep breath " shh shh you'll be okay, keep your strength " you let out a cry of pain as the knife buried in your side jostled. He hurried along but paused at a camera, it was Donnie's camera. He swallowed the lump in his throat and called " They- they need help- " he stuttered out the camera turned and he heard someone rush down the hallway Casey stared at him, and the boy took a deep breath " Master Leonardo...? " you let out a whimper reminding them both of the situation. Leonardo shushed you again and looked at Casey " Casey- " the talking didn't reach your ears as your brain felt like cotton and god was sleeping so good sounding right now. Leonardo kept jostling your head to keep you awake there were voices, and you were placed in a bed. your breath hitched and you held it for a second before letting it go and repeating that. a small pinch spread through your body and your eyes opened. There weren't guts or..blood. You were all stitched up and lying on a cot. " hey, this was familiar " you blinked and looked at Leonardo " yes, yes it is familiar " he had a boy leaning on him and you stared " whos he? " Leonardo smiled " Casey Jones Junior, respectively " you grinned " His name is difficult sounding " said boy stirred " oh, you're awake " he handed his hand to you " I already know your name Casey, peepaw just told me " you joked and watched Leonardo scowl and ruffle up your hair " I should've left you to bleed out " he joked gruffly and looked at Casey with a smile " how long have I been out? " you heard a noise as a tall turtle walked in, spikes lined his shell and arms " A few days, my names Raph. " he handed a bowl to Leonardo as you sat up. Raph gave you a stern look and you waved him off as you took the soup, things felt good. you felt good.

niko and edwin are so cute theyre besties and i love it i wanna see more of them together i need it theyre so cute im dead

if i had a nickel for every au spawned from twitter that i SWORE i was going to be normal about

let him be fucked up sega hes earned the right

To me it’s the fact that Steve assumed Robin had a license but still woke up 3 hours before his work shift to drive her to school everyday.

That is not a plot hole everybody, that is just the kind of person Steve Harrington is.

ThEM

Playing around with these marker brushes ft ASS gang.

hc that kris s teeth glow

stole from this post. Kris you are so weird (affectionate)

Velvette doesn't always make Valentino suffer on purpose, she just has a natural talent for starting shit 😔

They only bond over crushing dreams, beauty stuff, Vox, etc

Valentino has to put on x2 speed Satisfying Videos to get Velvette to sit down and watch his goddamn films all the way through

Funny how things sometimes need only a spark to spiral further than you ever thought it would

Did you know that song was written in 1892

love how "secret third thing" is genuinely the best way to describe whatever tf teenxian's feelings for teenji were

yes he had a crush and was helplessly infatuated, though not in a romantic way and also not in an entirely platonic way. it's all a secret third thing

Laios's three Boy Best Friends. And yes, they hate him.

your best friend, i'm the one you must rely on

platonic soulmates commission for @manycoloureddays ❤️

Steve and Eddie don’t get together for awhile—in fact it takes them longer than most people expect. It’s not filled with miscommunication and longing though. Instead it’s a slow build to falling in love.

Steve and Eddie do grow close after the spring break from hell. In fact, they would come to consider each other best friends (second only to Robin, as under the friendship agreement she made Eddie sign). But they fall into an easy sort of friendship, finding more things in common than just the kids eventually. They share a love of weird, eclectic movies, cars, weird food recipes, and even books. They teach each other about the stuff neither one would ever dream to be interested in.

Eddie learns about sports intensely. To the point, he joins a softball league with Steve and Robin (she is only team manager, there to look at the pretty girls who signed up).

Steve learns all about music. To the point he wants to learn an instrument. He wants to learn guitar at first, wanting to share Eddie’s love for it but finds it’s not for him. Instead, he takes up the drums, much to Robins's reluctance.

It’s simple between them, despite their history (both upside down and non-upside down alike). It’s not something Steve has with anyone else, seeing as most of his friendships involve a complexity that he can’t even understand himself.

It goes on for years, supporting each other through nightmares, heartbreak, grief (Eddie), and a sexuality crisis (Steve). They get tattoos together, take odd classes at the rec center together, and eventually share an apartment together with Robin in Chicago.

Robin tries to convince Steve for years there is something between him and Eddie. But Steve denies it, and he really means it.

Eventually life changes, their friendship stays strong but things are bound to take new shape.

Steve moves out to live with his boyfriend of a year. Eddie helps him, even cooks dinner for the two of them in their new apartment. They’re all friends, they hangout all the time.

Months pass, things seem okay, fine. Then, a year and change passea. Things are a little sour. Steve and Eddie’s friendship stays strong, but Steve seems to have problems with his boyfriend. Eddie listens because he cares; he loves Steve, and Steve loves him. They’re best friends; they would do anything for each other.

Including telling your best friend that maybe this guy isn’t good for him.

Steve doesn’t react poorly, just small. He shrinks in on himself. Like he knows Eddie’s right but doesn’t want to agree. Instead, Steve smiles sadly and moves on.

But Eddie doesn’t hear from Steve for a month.

It drives him insane; they haven’t gone that long without talking since Eddie was in a temporary coma. He’s worried he might have cost himself a best friend. Robin had moved in with her girlfriend a month before his talk with Steve, so Eddie was left to his own devices in his new one-bedroom apartment. Spiraling about Steve.

Robin said he was fine, and Eddie should believe her but he can’t help but worry.

He almost cracked and went to Steve’s apartment, keys in his hands ready to storm the castle.

Except….

When Eddie throws his apartment door open, there’s Steve, hand raised, ready to knock.

He looks exhausted, with two bags under his eyes and one bag in his hand.

“Hi.” Is all he managed to croak out before falling into Eddie’s arms, which had been open and ready for the sweet boy.

After the crying had calmed down and they had moved to the couch, Steve explained everything.

How Eddie had been right, Steve and his boyfriend weren’t good for each other. How he had been isolated from everyone except Eddie and Robin. How the last month, the fighting had only escalated. How things had slipped from just arguments to unforgivable words and actions.

How Steve was worried that everyone would choose his boyfriend instead of him.

Eddie rushed to ease his worries and offered to beat the guy up. It made Steve laugh.

Steve tells him he doesn’t have anywhere to go, but he’ll get out of his hair. Maybe go to Robin’s.

Eddie insisted Steve stayed and wouldn’t take no for an answer.

That’s when things start to slowly change.

Steve promises to look for a new place right away, Eddie says it’s no rush.

The first night, Steve tries to sleep on the couch, but Eddie pushes him to the bedroom, insisting they can share. It’s not like they haven’t before; it’s nothing new.

Except it is.

Suddenly, the days pass, and Eddie can’t fall asleep unless Steve is beside him. And Steve can’t stay asleep if Eddie isn’t there.

It starts off on respectful sides, but pushes into tangled limbs in the middle of the night, to finally just snuggling into each other's arms even before they fall asleep.

Everything else is the same….yet somehow different.

It’s like every little thing they do together brings a new kind of joy. Even boring things like doing the dishes or laundry seem so much better with Steve around.

They start to know each other’s habits, even more so than before, with how little space there is now in the apartment. Steve knows the exact place where Eddie always forgets his keys and the way he stretches his spine when he’s tired versus the way he does when he’s bored.

They fall into a lovely pattern of warmth and a type of love they can’t quite place.

They both don’t talk about it, but Steve ponders on it often. Why it feels so different now? After all these years? It hits him one day that it isn’t because he loves Eddie any less or more than he did a few years ago. No, it’s because they both have grown, and changed from who they used to be.

And so has the love between them.

Steve and Eddie, at 19 and 20, could never have the love they have now for each other, for the type of people they were then. Their love was platonic, wholesome, and what they needed then. Steve could not love the kind of man Eddie was then, and vice versa.

Now though, grown and changed but somehow still the same, their love was something new and bright.

Steve only smiled at the realization, not in any rush to move forward. Just enjoying his time with his Eddie.

Eventually, though, Steve stops looking for a new place, and Eddie never asks him to leave. Everyone refers to the apartment as theirs and not just Eddie’s. Robin stops making sly comments and instead smiles happily, almost fondly, at them when they gravitate toward each other. Eddie asks for Steve’s advice on how to deal with the landlord. Steve opens the mail regardless of whose name is on the front. Months pass, and suddenly, Steve is turning 28, and Eddie has a cupcake with a singular candle on it.

“Make a wish, sweetheart.” Eddie says, the soft glow of the flame lighting up his face.

Steve smiles softly at him and leans in. It’s not a risk, in the end, to kiss Eddie. It should be nerve-wracking and scary to change their friendship. But it’s not—it’s easy.

Their lips are soft as they lightly kiss. Steve whispers against Eddie’s mouth, “Don’t want a wish. I have everything I need.”

Eddie huffs a laugh across Steve’s lips. He says nothing—he doesn’t need to. Instead, Eddie leans in again, capturing Steve’s mouth once more.

one for robin too please and thanks

don't live with the teen titans