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fizzywashere87 · 23 days

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You'll Always Have Me [and ur money] (HC's)

notes: i'm kinda a dumbass. This was originally requested by @snipersiniora and everything after that is a long story. (the original ask got deleted because of my dumbassery) THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REQUESTING!!! <3 btw this isn't proofread <3

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RotTMNT HC's with a sweet!rich!reader gf who lost her family and only has their turtle bf left

rise! Raph-a-doodle

You're a sweetheart, Raph loves you very much

He cherishes everything you give to him

You thought of him and cared enough to use your money on him?

Every time you see him, you can smell his love stink -yeah it's a thing and i made the rules

You give him (and most likely his brothers) allowances and honestly? They help tons

He does his very best to take care of everything you give him big man is clumsy

He appreciates you soooo much, he's smitten

Raph loves going to your place, it's so nice and it's a great break from underground

I imagine he sleeps over a lot

He's so protective of you, making sure nobody hurts you it's New York, being rich is hazardous iykwim

Raph is pretty dense sometimes, he might miss small details

On this topic, he might not notice when you're clingier than usual, but if you seem extra sad he'll pick up on it

Why're you sad?

If you tell him, he'll let you cry on him, and he'll assure you that you'll always have him

If he finds out by himself, he may have wished you told him but we can't change that anymore can we?

You lost your family, he's going to make sure you'll always have him

He sleeps over a lot more now, and has you sleep at the lair some nights

You're never alone unless you want to be

Raph is always there for you and he always will be and your money keeps supplying

rise! Neon-Leon

Spoiling Leo is extra fun ion know why

You get him stupid little gifts or they could be designer clothing

ion know

He's extremely protective of you and insists on walking/portalling you to and from wherever

He loves how sweet you are and he cherishes you

He'll make gold digger jokes which obviously he doesn't mean whatsoever bitch.

He expresses his gratitude for your gifts, allowances, and everything spice and nice :)

When you spoil him, he spoils you in hugs, kisses, and cuddles! :D

He's such a silly bitch boy!

Leo's also one to sleep over at your place a lot preferably sleeping in your bed because he's a little shit

He spends your allowances on stupid shit btw, but he finds them useful "Leo why tf did you buy this?" *a rubber duck that's blue* "It matches my charismatic personality!"

Leo picks up on things fairly quickly so he can figure out pretty quickly if something was ever off one day

On this topic, he notices when you're clingier, and when you seem extra sad

He'll confront you about it but whether you tell him or not is your choice

If you choose to tell him he's going to hold you in his arms and let you cry it out

He is also one to never let you be alone, no matter what he's doing he's going to find a way to keep you by him

He'll make sure you know that you'll always have him and you can always fall on him.

He'll make jokes to try and make you less sad

Anything you need he's got it for you

Will let you talk about your family if that's what you need -he'll nod along and comment when needed to show you he's listening

If he finds out he's also one to wish you would've told him

He's not mad at you but he doesn't want you keeping allat inside

Leo loves you so much and he'll make sure you know that you'll always have him and your money

rise! Othello Von Ryan

okay

You have cash, he does expensive things

Maybe you could ahhh

Help a guy out??

You supply him with expensive parts for his tech

Buy him purple jackets that aren't hijacked please he needs a lil extra help with that btw

Spoil him, buy him certain things he needs for his lab, the equipment has never looked shinier without your help

If you do this, Donatello's forever grateful, he'll probably do a happy dance

He's also very protective of you, though I wouldn't say he's SO protective

He'll make sure you get home safe, and he probably has your location -not to be creepy or anything, he just has it

Likes hanging out with you at your place but I honestly see him as someone wanting to stay at his place

He does appreciate how nice it is though, and how it's a good break from the sewers

He loves your sweetness, though he'll never admit it bad boy persona my left ass cheek

He definitely makes you little trinkets or a piece of tech to make your life easier

It's his way of giving back

Donnie is emotionally constipated but he's observant

He notices when something's wrong even if he doesn't know how to go about it

He'll keep an eye on you, and he might confront you about it

If you choose to tell him, he'll get you everything you need and he'll attempt to comfort you

If you need company? You got it.

He'll give you cuddles too because he doesn't mind touch from you he's probably touchstarved anyways

He'll keep you in his lab so you don't have to be alone

Donnie doesn't really know how to give you verbal reassurance without being awkward but he shows it

If he finds out, he won't be mad at you for not saying anything, and he'll pretty much do anything you want you're his sweet bby

You can sleep easy knowing he's not going anywhere neither is your money pooks

rise! Magic Mike

OMGIE PLEASE SPOIL HIM

Buy him random shit honestly he'll cherish it

God forbid anything happen to anything you've ever bought him "This is a job for Dr. Delicate Touch!" "Mikey no!"

He's big on keeping you safe, but I don't see him as the type to go to EXTREMES unless he feels like he has to for your safety

He is always one call away ofc

Stoppp he always sleeps at your place

He says it's so nice and cozy aww bby <333

Buy him art supplies and he'll draw you :0

Your sweetness makes him extra sweet tbh

Cuddles are all the time because he loves you and your money

When you give him gifts he gives you art and makes you foodddd

You buy random shit that made you think about him

Grocery shopping for him too LMAO

Mikey maybe lack observance but his emotional intelligence is higher than yours I can tell you that with a bucket on my head while shit comes out of the sky

He's going to notice if your rich little self is sadder than sad

Of course he's going to ask about it he wants to know why you're sad!

If you choose to tell him, he'll listen to every word you say

As distracted as he gets Mikey's an active listener when it comes to you

His heart breaks for you and he wants to take you everywhere now

He's going to let you cry on him, cuddle, and even sleep gah dam

Yeah, he gives you reassurance

He's not going anywhere and he's going to make sure you know

You're not allowed to be alone anymore if he can help it

He loves you soooo much!!

If he finds out himself, he's going to talk to you about why you should have maybe said something

It's fine if you didn't want to though but he'd rather you communicate your feelings

Mikey's probably the best at comfort out of all of them he's a little shit with therapists as alter egos tf?

They're all cuties but i think he might be the cutest in this situation

You both are lil cinnamon rolls, so cute <3 I'M SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!!!

#fizzy tried #fizzyusedabraincell #sending love ❤️#tmnt #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #x reader #yayyyyy

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compassionatereminders · 3 months

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tw: suicide

i'm currently 24, i have meet my best friend when we were 15 for a while... and when i say a while i mean years at least 3 years she is just taking advantage of me. she has this boyfriend they spend money like crazy (only her bf works she doesn't work atm) and a lot of times she borrows money from me. 80% of the time i don't get my money back but i sometimes don't mind because she has a daughter (this bf is not the father btw so he doesn't spend much money on her daughter) and i feel so bad for her kid.

my friend got pregnant at age 17 and i love her daughter a lot. it feels like i'm her aunt or something (she does call me an aunt as well) she feels like family to me. a lot of times i would also willingly buy her something because i feel bad that she doesn't have things she needs. her ex pays child support but my friend spends that money mostly on herself. this is also where his involvement ends, he pays child support and maybe he sees his daughter once every month or so.

i'm sorry if this is getting boring to read so i will get to the point. my friend only calls me when she needs someone to babysit her kid. and when she needs money. she loves going out with her bf and a lot of times, probably 3 times per week i babysit her daughter. i don't actually spend much time with my friend at all when i come to her to babysit we maybe talk for less than 5 minutes because she's always in a hurry and when she is back she is tired or needs to do something so we don't talk more than a few minutes either.

one day she got even mad when i couldn't babysit even if i'm single it doesn't mean i always have free time just for her.

since i implied or try to imply our friendship doesn't works out anymore (2 days ago) she threatened me she will kill herself because she is very depressed. i know she doesn't have a perfect life and she goes to a psychologist (but she was never dealing with suicidal thoughts, and she never ever said to me since we know each other that she wanted to hurt or kill herself).

now i do feel really bad because i think what if something happened then it would be my fault? she never said to me that she ever threatened any ex boyfriends with suicide (we talk about a lot of things i know she wanted to keep her ex boyfriends but she never used this tactic with them as far as i know) so i think why would she do this to me? makes me think that she a) not lying and she wants to kill herself b) she never used this tactic with her any of her ex boyfriends but she knows am an emotional person and she is trying this with me even if i'm just her friend and not her intimate partner.

i would also feel so bad for her daughter if i break off this friendship. her dad doesn't give a s**t about her, and dad's family (grandma and grandpa) don't really care about her either. my friend's mom & dad are not good people her mom is physically abusive & her dad is an alcoholic so they're not good grandparents to be around with.

i really can't stand this friendship anymore it feels like i'm her personal butler or something "hey i need a babysitter come here" and "i need to borrow some cash, can we meet"... she used to be a good person and honestly i was waiting for her to "turn back" into old her but that never happened.

so sorry for such a long post but should i feel responsible? like if something happens would it be my fault? my common sense says: no, but when i start thinking about it i think maybe it would be my fault because i abandoned her. she called me so many times how she wants to kill herself and sent me like 7 messages already just when i started implying we should not be friends anymore... i didn't really say it but i was hinting at it because i didn't know how to word it... since then i saw her in person today and she was telling me how she wants to kill herself, this time she spoke with me more than a few minutes, we talked like 45 minutes but mostly she talked how she would kill herself if i stopped being her friend.

later she happily went out with her bf... her mood changed completely she went from stressed, almost crying, panicking, threatening she wants to kill herself and even how she would do it... then she would change into this bubbly smiling person when she went out. and ofc she only called me to chat and for babysitting...

This "friend" is using you, and her response to you trying to establish the boundaries you need is not just unfair, but abusive. Her mental health, her economy and her child are NOT your responsibility. And she has no right to threaten you into not establishing the boundaries you need. No matter what happens from here, it won't be your fault or your responsibility. Your responsibility is yourself, and that means walking away from people who use, manipulate and abuse you. Even when they make it hard.

#chat with kat #suicide tw #suicide threats tw #manipulation tw #guilt tripping tw #psychological abuse tw #abuse tw #emotional abuse tw

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the-bjd-community-confess · 3 months

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i’m the same anon who confessed abt dxg1rly not sending my dolls for almost a year exactly, mod if u see this before my other one apologies for any confusion haha. tldr/summary: i believed in dxg1rly, bought a full 3D doll when she said she was gonna stop selling dolls + desperately needed cash last year.

anyway she keeps putting off bc now she’s out of boxes ig, and before she accidentally ruined the doll after finishing sanding but never sent pics, and at this point she keeps being like yeah i’ll send it next week!! it’s all finished i promise!! at least 3 times within the past FOUR weeks. she says she so behind but what keeps annoying me is she keeps making and printing more dolls and selling them in the meantime, when I know she’s behind on other dolls bc my friend recently also fell for her and bought a few dolls and keeps getting strung along. i wasn’t annoyed until my friend started getting mad because hes more assertive. and now im realising that my support means nothing, if she cant deliver, because i’m supporting someone who isnt reliable.

anyway what sparked that is because she posted about low sales at one point, then she was out of money after buying boxes, and then her bf is going to be layed off or something i guess. and now she’s printing a million dolls and sculpting more and talking about selling dolls for buying probably another h@ru doll.

anyway some people HAVE gotten their dolls. mines was a 3D print on sale so i think like $200 in USD. my friend got casted, 2 3D prints, and a garage kidt. 3D prints & garage kit are way over due at this point but not as much as me. :/

so take this info with a pinch of salt, if you want to buy. i don’t say she is a bad person, but i am not a happy customer for her. Btw i DO like her sculpts. this is nothing against her artistry.

~Anonymous

#BJD #ABJD #BJD Confessions #Community Confessions #Buyers and Sellers

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izchone · 2 years

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coincidentally. jake enhypen headcannons!

genre: tooth rotting fluff, comfort,, bf!jake headcannons

info: hey guys!! as i said like 3 days ago I might make this a series so this is the first one! im in my jake era i think idk man🤭🤭 i also wrote in a different layout so i hope you like that and don’t mind it too much! but anyway i hope you enjoy this because i really liked writing this!!tw// food, overused emojis🙁

• i just have to make this scenario man it’s just so fitting

• he was your barista at the local coffee shop🤭

• when you were next up in line you caught his eye

• he thought you looked pretty cute idk😇😇

• and then when you said your order

• he got caught even more off guard

• you ordered his go-to order!! what!!!!

• so he just made the order

• still in shock obvi

• and gave it to you

• with the most playful wink as possible😒

• so annoying /j!!

• but even when that happened you came back because he made the drink really nicely

• .. and because you wanted to see him again

• but nobody knows that shhhh🤭

• the same guy from yesterday was at the cash register ready to serve you

• and so you went on and ordered your drink

• and then

• he paid for it!!!!

• “you know what’s crazy? we have the same order. even the two pumps of vanilla are the same! so it’s on me today, alright?”

• you were so surprised

• your eyes are wide open

• “.. oh, okay! thank you so much!”

• and he just giggles at your flustered reaction

• so silly😛😛

• i need to stop.

• and then he gave you the same wink he gave you yesterday

• what a dork honestly

• but then as you exited the cafe, you noticed that he wrote something on your cup

• text me! ***-***-**** -jake:)

• MAN THAT SOUNDS SO CUTE

• anyways

• you’ve been texting him back and forth for a while now

• and you also see him everyday at the cafe to buy your drink

• (once in a while he pays for it 🫶)

• but then one day he asks you to go on a date after his shift😱

• AND IT FELT SO SURREAL

• “a cute barista asking me on a date? i am literally winning🤭🤭”

• THAT WAS YOUR REACTION

• the effect this man has on you am i right😕

• btw you said yes

• you waited for him to clock out

• and he took you to go on a walk with him by the riverside🙁🙁

• what a cute date that sounds like

• and a few dates after

• he asks you out!!

• he is the most wholesome selfless boyfriend ever

• he loves to bring you sweets from the cafe

• he even makes some cookies himself and when he has free time he puts toppings on them or draw hearts on the cookies with icing just for you!!

• he also lends you his coats/sweatshirts/hoodies/shirts ANYTIME

• like not even joking

• i was not lying when i said he was selfless

• and when he sees you all dressed up or even sees you just like anywhere idk

• he will give you his signature wink

• he just loves doing that to you since day 1 i guess

• and whenever you feel down he gives so many back hugs

• gives you a big cup of your go-to drink

• and even sip some of it himself🤷‍♀️

• and just hug the pain away to the playlist he made you :(

• while giving you the look of love

• very precious love

• and a whole bunch of soft kisses

• until you know you’re loved and wanted so so much

• all in all he just wants to give all the love he has to you

• just for you<3

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obsessivelollipoplalala · 9 months

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Lmaoo me too. I was with my boyfriend and his parents a week ago or so and my bf (who btw is not in the fandom knows nothing about Queen apart from the songs, he didn't even know Mary was the one auctioning Freddie's stuff ) brought up the fact that he saw this tweet on twitter and how awful and weird it is to sell a dead person's stuff to the highest bidders instead of just like donating it if you don't want it.

Not related but his parents also told me the story about how they went to three queen concerts with friends back in the day and how they just absolutely adored watching Freddie perform ( I told them I was jealous I never got the chance to lol but they did take me to a queen concert with Adam )

I wish I could’ve seen an original Queen concert, too :/

Yeah! Casual people not invested in the fandom at all see how gross and exploitative it is to sell literally everything a dead man owns without even giving his loved ones or museums a chance to cherish or preserve his memory and work. The fact that she’s selling everything too, including his friggin mustache comb and the front door to his property (you know, the door she refused to let fans leave tributes to on anymore?) really reeks of her seeing Freddie as her final cash cow.

#Freddie Mercury #mary stans don’t interact #replies #Anonymous

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anchorandrope · 6 months

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why do you believe karma is a gaylor song?

hi babe !! the real question is… why do you believe karma is a not a gaylor song?

just kidding, gonna explain it rn (btw im going to skip the repeated parts of the song like the chorus).

(You're) Addicted to betrayal, but you're relevant

"i" feels betrayed by the subject "you", but "i" knows that "you" is important.

You're terrified to look down

'Cause if you dare, you'll see the glare

Of everyone you burned just to get there

"you" mistreated "i". "you" is afraid of reviewing the situation because if "you" do so, "you" will realise everything that they burned (i.e getting rid of people or information) to put themselves on a level of superiority was unworthy because the one who actually dazzle is "i".

It's coming back around

who? the karma, ofc.

And I keep my side of the street clean

You wouldn't know what I mean

"i" is aware that they did nothing wrong and that it's "you" who is the problem.

'Cause karma is my boyfriend

Karma is a god

Karma is the breeze in my hair on the weekend

"karma" is someone who cares about "i" like a boyfriend do, "karma" is someone who listen and see what "i" does like a god, but cannot speak directly to them and is also what makes "i" feel free like the wind in someone's hair does.

Karma's a relaxing thought

Aren't you envious that for you it's not

"karma" relaxes the mind of "i". furthermore "i" asks "you" if it's not jealous that "karma" is on "i"'s side.

Sweet like honey, karma is a cat

Purring in my lap 'cause it loves me

"karma" is sweet with "i", "karma" is a cat who loves "i".

Flexing like a goddamn acrobat

Me and karma vibe like that

"i" and "karma" knows how to blend with the situation.

Spider-boy, king of thieves

Weave your little webs of opacity

"you" is portrayed as a spider (represent a curse, something that bites and with its venom has a lethal effect).

My pennies made your crown

Trick me once, trick me twice

Don't you know that cash ain't the only price?

"you" used the work of "i" to reach the level of superiority it has. "i" can trick "i" but "i" knows that "karma" is going to make "you" pay the price.

Ask me what I learned from all those years

Ask me what I earned from all those tears

Ask me why so many fade, but I'm still here

(I'm still, I'm still here)

the situation has been going on for years, "i" is not giving up and is learning and advancing more and more.

'Cause karma is the thunder

Rattling your ground

"karma" makes "you" tremble, turns it's fictitious reality on it's head.

Karma's on your scent like a bounty hunter

sooner or later "you" is going to be hit by "karma".

Karma's gonna track you down

Step by step from town to town

when "karma" shows up, no "you" is going to have a way out.

Sweet like justice, karma is a queen

Karma takes all my friends to the summit

when "karma" comes along and knocks "you" off it's pedestal, "i" and their friends will be the ones to go up.

Karma is the guy on the screen

Coming straight home to me

"karma" is someone famous (screen or big screen is used as a symbol of fame, started as a cinematic term) who will be on the side of "i".

IN CONCLUSION

"i" and its friends are supported by "karma" in the situation that "i" has with "you". soooooo… who is "i"? who is "you"? and who is "karma"? well…

now, considering taylor knows about all the gaylor/hetlor stuff (it doesn't matter what do you believe, she knows that a lot of her fans believe she's queer) i believe the song is about that discourse. okay hetlors are gonna hate me for this lmaoo but: "i" are gaylors, "you" are hetlors and "karma" is taylor swift. the song is written on the perspective of a gaylor fan.

WHY? well according to the media (and almost everyone at this point tbh) gaylors are the "bad guys" while hetlors are literally being praised for shipping taylor with ever man on this planet and for making miscarriage theories lol. besides, gaylors have been calling taylor "bf", "queen" and "goddess" for YEARS!!!

taylor always liked to disguise songs about the industry, her reputation and her closeting with songs about her "exes", it makes a lot of sense that this one is about the whole gaylor lore. also the fact that taylor ends the "the eras tour" shows (a tour that ends the era of the eras) with karma, is not a coincidence in my opinion.

anyway this is only my interpretation, im not claiming that the song is only about this !!

#ask #gaylor #karma

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adventuringblind · 2 months

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Yep I’m gonna praise you, so far I’ve really enjoyed your newest fic in ao3. Ik it sounds weird me saying this but I really like sick stuff like that for some reason and I like how you kinda think the same way. Also love how you posted a bunch of chapters in one day, it’s amazing. Love your account btw

Don’t feel the need to answer this cause Ik you got a lot of hat for the fic in general, this is me praising you as you asked at the end of each chapter ❤️

THE PRAISE KINK IS BEING FED! No seriously though, the compliment is my everything T_T

I don't think it's a matter of liking it. The point it to elicit an emotion that makes you feel gross and angry. I made myself sick multiple times while writing it and still am.

For me, it's more about bringing awareness to the unfairness of these situations. How people can so easily be taken advantage of and when they do want help it's difficult for them to get it.

It's sick and disgusting that there are people who get away with this. The fact that my mom was subjected to a predator as an ADULT still drives my brain wild. Granted, she also dealt with the kind of shit you read in fanfics and it feels unreal in a way.

(E.g. escaping her teen moms abusive BF after being litterally kidnapped and held at gunpoint, her pedophile of an uncle, a step dad that stole her cash all the time, ect.)

I think a lot of media presents these things as fiction more than a possible reality. In the grander scheme of things, this story is meant to provoke those gross and angry feelings because it creates an empathetic understanding and awareness for people who have been through similar shit.

#Ren's.inbox

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singledadjack · 2 years

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ik most of you guys tell me you feel extremely single when i talk about my bf but i have to tell someone

today a guy in my class offered me his seat and cash was like 😠

#cash is my bf btw #it was actually really funny

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reckless-offerings · 5 years

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me, tearing apart my room for something crucial: DEAR HERMES, WHAT IS IT YOU NEED ME TO FIND SO BADLY THAT YOU HID SOMETHING I USE EVERY DAY??? I LOVE YOU BUT HONESTLY CAN YOU JUST TELL ME

#it was a pile of dimes btw #i found my deodorant next to a fucking pile of dimes #yes hermes #i see you thank you #personal devotion #i guess #where do all these dimes come from anyway???#i haven't had a job for almost 3 years #and the bf doesn't use cash #mystical dimes

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realcube · 3 years

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waking up the hq boys at midnight to get ice-cream hcs🍦

characters: tsukishima, tanaka, nishinoya, ushijima, sugawara, oikawa, kageyama

note: yes, this was very much inspired by that one tiktok sound where the girl wakes up her bf to get ice-cream-

also, i use midnight as like..the middle of the night- not actaully 12AM lol

tw// fluff, sangwoo-

Tsukishima Kei

you did not need to wake him up at 1AM to get ice-cream

man was already up, having just came off his phone and laying like this 😐 in bed as he either waited for himself to fall asleep or was thinking about an awkward interaction he had earlier that day

anyway, as soon as you turned to him like ‘tsukki, do you wanna come with me to get ice-cream?’

he was suddenly 😴 fast asleep, fake snores and all

you were stubborn though, so you hopped out of bed up to go get ice-cream by yourself if he was just going to ignore you

although, once you threw your coat on, tsukishima decided to start questioning your unusual behaviour, ‘why do you want ice-cream? it’s night; can’t you just sleep like a normal person and have ice-cream in the morning?’

honestly, tsukishima probably finds your nightly antics more endearing and cute rather than annoying

he’d never admit it though-

if you talk to him after midnight, on the outside he always looks displeased but really, he loves talking to you period

whether it is at 5PM or 1AM

you shrugged, without an explanation for your craving, ‘i don’t need to reason my midnight urges to you.’

with that, you turned on your heels to head out the door with the full intention of going to get ice-cream - this wasn’t a game

tsukishima groaned as he finally deduced that you were being dead serious and not just doing this to irritate him

‘ugh, wait.’ he scoffed, forcing himself out of bed to follow you, ‘we have ice-cream downstairs, dumb-ass. don’t bother going out.’

you didn’t spare him a glance, continuing to venture to the front door, ‘yeah, but we don’t have strawberry.’

tsukishima glared at you, realising that persuasion would not work in this situation so he’d have to resort to brute force and trickery

‘ah, alright.’ he let out a sigh of defeat, ‘at least give us a hug before you go then.’

you paid no mind to how he referred to himself as plural, which is something he only does when he is lying or guilty as he is talking on behalf of his two faces

also, you should’ve realised something was up when he actually asked for a hug instead of just expecting you to give him one

obliging, you wrapped him in a hug; allowing him to scoop you up into his arms, throw you over his shoulder and carry you to the kitchen

‘let me go, you whore!’ you squealed, lightly slapping his back as if that’d make him let you go

tsukishima snickered at how childish you were being, ‘you can’t go out in the middle of the night to get ice-cream. you’ll die.’

‘i won’t die!’

‘you definitely will.’

anyway, he ends up making you both a bowl of ice-cream and eating it with you at the kitchen table while watching Spirited Away

and despite the fact he had some too, he’ll tease you about this for..the rest of your life

like sometimes he’ll just wake you up in the middle of the night (during holidays ofc - he respects your sleep schedule) and whisper in your ear, ‘(y/n), do you wanna come get ice-cream with me?’

Tanaka Ryūnosuke

IORFHIEBGEGBO THIS MAN

ik most ppl would think he’d just go with you without a second thought or that he’d be the one asking you to go out for ice-cream but- no-

well, yes; he wants to

but when you wake him at 1AM

(which he doesn’t mind btw bc sometimes he accidentally wakes you up at like 3AM bc he’s ragin’ on Battlefield oop-)

and you’re all like ‘ryū, wanna go get ice-cream?’ *puppy eyes*

he’s like ‘sure!- but i ain’t got money so- no ❤’

then he goes back to sleep

however, if you say that you’ll pay..he’s already standing with your bags by the door

so you’re definitely gonna have to fork up some cash for that good quality pistachio gelato for him if you want his presence 😌

but tbh, if you said that you were just gonna pay for yourself, he’d come anyway-

Nishinoya Yū

y’all go out at midnight for ice-cream at least once a week-

and it literally began bc you were watching ASMRs and Mukbangs together at 1AM during a sleepover

and one person was having some lemon gelato and it looked 👌✨ immaculate

in that moment, you both looked at each other and neither of you had to utter a single word for you both to know that there was a mutual goal in mind; to get ice-cream, ASAP

so yeah ig you didn’t have to wake him up but you did need to awake the desire for ice-cream inside him

needless to say, y’all ran to the nearest ice-cream place

and you made a race out of it

(you won, ofc)

AND YOU BOTH SHARED A CUP OF GELATO AND IT WAS SO CUTE ! q(≧▽≦q)

and y’know the trope where you have food on the corner of your lip/chin etc and the person kisses you to get rid of it?

yeah he tried to do that with the trope in mind but he deadass LICKED you IWFBVBBFRI

he was like ‘omg (y/n), lemme get that for you’ 😋👅

honestly, ig it depends if you are into that kinda stuff but ik some ppl would leave fast af ( ﾟдﾟ)つ Bye

Ushijima Wakatoshi

sorry i might have a bit of favouritism going on but i feel like ushijima would be a bigger bitch about it than tsukishima (at first)

but it’s like- solely bc you woke him up y’know?

‘ushijima, wanna go get ice-cream?’

he’s just laying there with his bed-head like :/

silently livid bc you messed up his potential 9 hours of sleep

‘no.’

pester all you want but that is the best you’re getting out of him that night

HOWEVER, the following afternoon (after practise ofc), he took you out for ice-cream 😊

and unlike some would believe (by ‘some’, i mean myself 2 secs ago.) i don’t think he’d be all ‘ice-cream is horrible for your health, (y/n)’ or ‘i can’t believe you’re eating that filth. your body is a temple.’

but that rather he’d just happily eat gelato with you; everything in moderation ig :)

OH AND HE’D PURPOSELLY BUY A DIFFERENT FLAVOUR FROM YOU SO HE COULD BE LIKE

‘(y/n), do you want a bite of mine?’ and give you a spoonful to try like the romance king he is

Oikawa Tōru

you wouldn’t wake him up bc mf needs his beauty sleep

plus, it was during a sleepover at your house so ofc you didn’t want to wake up your guest

but he’s a light sleeper so when you’re shuffling through your stuff at 1AM, sneaking around the house to find a jacket (trying to be as quiet as possible so you don’t wake him up); his eyes are open and he’s speculating that sangwoo is near

until he turns around to notice that you’re not laying next to him and he is in fact being spooned by a large pillow (probably a sangwoo body pillow smh)

after that, he hops to his feet and storms through the house in search of you so he can yell at you for ruining his sleep grr

however, once he finds you and realises that you look ready to head out, he feels inclined to firstly ask, ‘where are you going? you know it’s 2AM, right?’

you replied by explaining your plan to sneak out for ice-cream and he just stared at you, absolutely bewildered for a few moments

he stood like a statue with that stupid expression on his face for ages so you asked him if he was alright, to which he responded, ‘that’s such a stupid idea.’

‘so, you’re not coming with?’

‘of course i am.’

so you both ended up sitting with your ice-cream cones, in your pyjamas, on a park bench somewhere, admiring the moonlit sky along with the stars adorning it

oh, and that was actually the first time he said ‘i love you.’

Sugawara Kōshi

if feel like suga would be exactly like the guy in the sound/video: confused, tired and extremely reluctant but ofc inevitably he ends up standing outside of a dessert place, hand-in-hand with you

he’d wake up, weary from fatigue and he barely has the strength to argue with you during the day - so how exactly was he supposed to do it in the middle of the night?

thus, he lugged himself out of bed and threw on a coat but as soon as the cold winter air bit at his nose, he was flooded with the energy and will-power to try convince you stay in with him

(It’s his parental senses)

‘you’ll catch a cold, darling!’ (yes, he does call you that.) ‘and it’s night too, there’s probably a bunch of creeps out and around!’

at that point, it was just a battle of will

bc you both had each other’s wishes at heart

you wanted him to have peace of mind and he wanted you to have ice-cream

(and he was kinda craving some himself tbh)

so you both decided to stay in, tucking into the half-eaten tubs of Ben & Jerry’s in the fridge

and after that, neither of you got any sleep bc you both stayed up watching movies and cuddling 🥺

Kageyama Tobio

he was wide awake at 2AM, laying beside you on the bed, practising sets

so ofc the time wasn’t an issue

but kageyama wasn’t big on sweet treats so when you suggested that y’all should go out for ice-cream, you were shocked - to say the least - when he simply replied

‘sure’

like why would he oppose? he was already awake. plus, he was kinda craving something sweet tbh

also, he could tell it’d make you happy and he’s whipped tbh

so you took advantage of this indifferency by immediately jolting up and dragging him to your favourite dessert place

the whole time, he acted as usual - it was as if he was just on a regular walk to school

when you got there, you both shared a sundae and he paid; what a king (❤´艸｀❤)

(it was bc you had forgotten your wallet/purse at home- but still a kind gesture 💕)

you both just sat in a booth, pecking away at the sundae while talking about anything and everything that came to mind as the low, distant R&B music from the shop’s speakers played in the background

‘it is flat. have you ever been on a plane before, (y/n)? did you see a single curve? no.’

you rolled your eyes, finding it physically painful how stupid kagyeama could be sometimes, ‘it’s science, kags. the earth is round! the curves are just very subtle.’

‘no.’

‘YOU CAN’T SAY NO! IT’S SCIENCE!’

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surpriserose · 2 years

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Ok kaidan me2, diavolo, and uhhhhhhh avdol

Okay since you gave me three this is going under a cut athslqsnqkql

Omg kaidan the malewife

1. He still gets migraines of course and he had one when you met him on horizon which is why he was extra mad at shepard </3

2. Realized he was bi sometime during me2 idk exactly when but i think he deserves a nice bf because my shepard certainly cant help him there </3

3. Like shepard he aslo has a bunch of ship models and he plays with them when hes bored because hes lame <3

4. He would be friends with jack if they met in me2...it would take a while but kaidan is patient and a good listener so eventually they would bond over biotic stuff. Jack would think hes an annoying soft boy for a long time though

5. I will be little a serious as a treat and say he still thinks about ashley a lot hes got major guilt over that which is like...not a headcanon its just canon but i think he shepard and Ashley deserve to have taken a little group picture on the citadel from the first visit and he always keeps it on him :)

Okay (slightly) serious diavolo headcanons since i have a joke headcanons request for him next zyhsvdskxhsj

1. The diavolo eats casu marzu is a real headcanon btw

2. Only pays in cash but doppio constantly gets mugged sometimes by passione people rip in peace

3. Hated egypt because he couldnt go tits out without getting the worst sunburn

4. Has one suit...ONE! and its terrible and old and out of fashion and actually only fits doppio because its from when diavolo when to italian prom (which totally exists)

5. He sounds so pretentious even if he did talk to people they wouldnt be able to stand him like even his emails are like dude...stop using an italian thesaurus to sound smart

Avdol

1. Okay everyone latches on to the chickens in fanon but idk i think hes just good with animals in general which probably helped a lot with catching iggy

2. Hes letting joseph embarrass himself when theyre going anywhere hes like okay Joseph...have fun mansplaining to everyone

3. Avpol real and hes alive polnareff just rushed off to italy without him because he doesnt learn so avdol has had to check out every book about tortoises because polnareff is dumb as shit

4. Honestly fuck it librarian avdol i think after sdc and meeting another stand user he felt like he could finally settle down without endangering anyone since blah blah blah stand users attract each other. So yeah he got a job and hes hanging out having a good time relaxing after sdc and dealing with 50 fucking stand users

5. I think avdol deserves to go antiquing too like hes just finding interesting things everywhere and collecting them if you showed him all the fucking salt shakers you showed me he would have bought 75% of them on the spot

#Jjba #Mass effect #All my besties in one post....

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floggingink · 3 years

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OH HERE WE GO LADIES IT’S RIVERDALE, CHAPTER EIGHTY: “Purgatorio”

I’m tuning in to be VERY entertained on the grounds that I missed almost the entirety of S4 and will not understand anything

we open with an incredible analogue comparing the football team to the Army, as men do construct rituals: football players get blown into the sky, etc., in a heartrending mash-up of Archie’s innocence + the American ideal/expectations/pipeline of masculinity

Archie Company is decked out appropriately to storm Hürtgen Forest

that art direction trope where a character’s hearing goes EEEEEEEEEEEEEE after an explosion……...delightful

the Vixens and friends cheering him on from the sidelines as if Archie can only process his unprocessable present through the lens of his past………...hits the spot

distressingly wood-based rifles for our purposes

Archie > Dawson: I don’t mind telling you I felt emotion upon Archie hoisting his war buddy over his shoulders to that quadruple-toned “Chivalric Archie Using His Strength for Good” tune, like when he broke his whole hand busting Cheryl out of Sweetwater River

WHEN HE SAW HIRAM LODGE, I’M TELLING YOU!

Hiram’s dragon-scale gloves? absolutely savory; he would

“Yonkers” is one of those New York place names I don’t totally buy is real (Poughkeepsie is another)

the sepia-toned light in this hospital room rings true judging by all the Captain America fanfiction I’ve read; I also like the mint-colored hand towels draped on Archie’s bedframe bought, one assumes, using the Department of Defense’s Kohl’s Cash

Archie made Sergeant, which is the best ranking for a fictional character: important enough that they can be a leader, get into trouble; low-profile enough that you don’t have to write them in the room making terrible decisions; probably won’t die immediately, as a Captain or Private might be

Fifth period is AP English: Archie reads A Farewell to Arms to Corporal Jackson, a WWI novel by Hemingway that Jug definitely turned him onto

Christ, Archie looks good in that on-leave jacket thing

I like Jackson’s subtle graph paper-print hospital gown

Gay?!: was Jackson in love with Archie? is he gonna bus to Riverdale once he’s off his pain meds? RAS, is that you in there?

God you know I love that haunted-ass Exorcist wooden bench bus light lighting

how long has the WW been relocated under Pop’s??? I do NOT know what happened to La Bonne Nuit

Sexy, aesthetic Southside: Fangs’ hair? his Tony Stark glasses? the girls’ “I’m a Slave 4 U” Burmese pythons? Toni’s headdress and immaculate glossed lip?

Sixth period is Intro to Film: the only part of From Dusk till Dawn I’ve seen is Salma Hayek putting her toe in Quentin Tarantino’s mouth but judging from that I figure I’d like the rest

The female gaze: Jesus Sweet Pea still looks good

Toni’s stage is flanked by twin pillars of melting candles and I would like someone to track those down for my bathroom

if they lay one hand on Pop Tate…

Betty appears to be, on her own, running the FBI training course. Betty is such a freak

Betty’s FBI-appointed psychologist is “Dr. Starling,” wears a great yellow blouse; Betty eats what appears to be a mini-sized Milky Way

her blond FBI trainer-boyfriend (uh) Glen appears to be an unholy fusion of Jimmi Simpson and that one actor with brown hair and really sharp light eyes whose acting credits I can’t think of right now, you know who I’m talking about (not the guy from Vampire Diaries)

I quite like her patterned blouse and I hate his yellow (gold?!) and blue tie

Please protect Betty: obviously we stan the Silence of the Lambs shit even as it remains infuriating Bryan Fuller couldn’t get his hands in it

Betty’s cat’s crying was so disturbingly baby-like that I had to leave the room once I realized it was in fact a cat

I’ve watched the Elisa Lam tape too many times in recent hours to handle this hallway shot

REALLY GROSS LICKING NOISES

the Trash Bag Killer coming at her was scary :(

Betty’s lovely blue knit cardi with the puffed sleeves!

50 Shades of Betty: clearing her throat before the doctor quite finishes her sentence—Lili Reinhart continues to be great at conveying “slightly perturbing subterranean tension”

was Charles a serial killer too??? oh damn!

Betty has been successfully holding off giving Glen a key to her place until now, an era that must come to a close

fellas, “Do I at least get a kiss?” is a bad move

Veronica was rich: Veronica’s new digs: exposed brick, bougiely avant-garde chandelier; possibly an elevator door right there behind the dude?

Veronica has married Hiram, to no one’s surprise

Chadwick looks like Jimmi Simpson and brunet Evan Peters plus a jaw

Veronica’s single-puffled-sleeved gown…..madamn (she has absolutely been taking secret birth control pills)

Summer + Blair = Veronica: of course Veronica would be great at Howard Ratner’s job; I MUST know what “specialty showcase haute couture offense” Vinnie has committed

T-Dubbs’ green jacket

Veronica pretended she was working at like, a department store? but she MISSED the EDGE post-day-trading

their apartment is so expensive that their bedroom is totally exposed

oh my god, Hermione

Best costume bit: please get me these satiny green high-waisted slacks?! and ugh her blouse has shoulder tassels……..she’s flourishing

“That’s threatening to an alpha like Chad.”

yes, they have a private elevator. fine.

Glen and Chad get their ties from the same Men’s Warehouse

“When that helicopter went down on the way to Martha’s Vineyard…”

you know kissing is 4-real when one person cups their hand to the back of the other person’s neck all close

I don’t understand the drop of the Glamergé egg but I appreciate that there is one and that Veronica is like, get this the fuck out of my house

Veronica’s shiny cropped tweed two-piece, Yvonne’s weird feathery coat that matches her bf’s shirt (you know she’s supposed to be “too much” because she’s got big hoop earrings)

God, Jughead is next and I’m not gonna be able to handle it

OH GOD IT’S SO MUCH WORSE THAN I THOUGHT

Alphabet City?! the piano?? the fucking East Coast Beat typewriter shit—the day robe? I’m—READING CLUBMASTERS? FORSYTHE???

OH GOD HE’S DATING ANOTHER WRITER (she has nice pants)

Jughead eats: “that place you like” is a HOT DOG STAND in the middle of SOME GRASS

I’ve seen Brick like thirty times: Jughead wears high-ankle light blue jeans, grey socks, and spectators that blend to create the illusion of wading boots. I’m going to commit a crime

Jughead doubts it: “So did Kerouac. And Hemingway. And Fitzgerald.”

fuck yes I love Floundering Jughead, and his Pushy Agent who pronounces “career” like “Korea,” and the continuing tradition of Jughead getting kicked out of his house

I like Literary Grifter’s sweater

the Brat Pack, and most of the Rat Pack for that matter, were actors, but I assume RAS couldn’t resist the rhyme

I was 100% afraid we were about to learn Cora was an uncomfortably-young undergrad

the musical cue as she reaches into her bag is absolutely as if she’s taking out a gun, and it might as well be! it’s the scariest thing in NYC: an unpublished manuscript

showrunners doing a classic I Love Lucy job partially concealing Vanessa Morgan’s pregnancy via medium close-ups, draping black clothes

Cheryl slowly turning to ask if doesn’t she look okay 10/10 icon

Cheryl’s pins: she has either a tiny spider or maybe a tick

Cheryl’s sheaths: the lacy red thing, amazing

why is Cheryl’s left hand gloved?

Cheryl’s a chaos angel from hell: Cheryl’s going to forge a Rembrandt, which unfortunately means she’s my favorite person on the planet (she does not look happy about doing this)

btw is Nana Rose an Immortal?

please tell me about Toni’s eyelashes

EXTREMELY HAUNTED DOLL?!

“Damn good coffee”: Archie’s earnest “Where are people gonna sit for the bus?” slayed me

fuck YEAH Ghoulies party house! terrible music but really good skull spray paint art

Jug looks LOW lol

Veronica’s blouse + buttons, impeccable

I’m writing a scene where it’s gay.: Tabitha/Squeaky

the hellscape semi’s red backlighting and its skeleton’s red eyes

I like Linette’s glossy bomber!

the trucker who’s about to kill her can’t also be the Trash Bag Killer….truckers have to stick to too much of a schedule….but he could be Betty’s meandering serial

I loved this episode

NEXT WEEK: Archie brings the FBI down on some people paying their rent :(

#riverdale #i say #commentary #tropes

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missbeautyandherbeast · 5 years

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Only Want You

Donatello X Reader

Summary: Request: @boatloadsofheart: the reader broke up with the turtle ( I’m a sucker for Donnie) for some reason and then she realizes how much she loves him and that she doesn’t need anybody else. Well something a bit angsty with fluffy ending. (That with more angst) (Also, to outside folks, Donnie was your LDR bf)

A/N: Two posts in one day? Who’s this? Anyway, I sorta forgot that I had this in the works and well, here it is my loves. Also, the nickname dove is really growing on me and is sorta absolutely adorable. Thank you so much fo the request btw! Much love to you all.

Warnings: ANgST, Depression

“I can’t wait for college.” My best friend plopped down beside me on my bed. “Think of the guys! And the parties! And clubbing? Yes, ma’am.” Sarah sighed longingly.

I gave a tight smile.

“I’ve got a guy. And I like him very much thank you.” I teased back, poking her side.

“But he’s so far away. Do you think that he’d care if you let loose in college? It’s not like he’d ever find out.” Her words got mumbled, but they shocked me.

Guilt weighed on my heart for even entertaining the thought. Sure, I could keep it from Donnie, and he probably wouldn’t hold it against me... but wat that really what I wanted?

My bestie noticed my silence.

“You think too much girl,” She rolled her eyes. “College is the time for parties and sex and rock and roll.”

“And drugs and alcohol?” I was skeptical.

“Exactly.” Her grin was devilish.

I shook my head and rolled my eyes at her. Yet, the thoughts were entertaining: to be wanted by a guy in a club who would notice my tight dress and high heels; who would hold me close as the beat rocked through our bodies. Just the thought of the attention alone gave me a high, a want, a need.

“Maybe.” I murmured.

Lounging in the lab, I scrolled through my feeds. Sarah was at a club, with a guy, looking as happy as could be. I sighed and put my phone down, going to wrap my arms around Donnie’s neck.

“Hey there, dove,” He smiled, rubbing my arm. “Everything alright?”

“Yeah,”

I was a bad liar and we both knew it.

“What’s the matter?” He pulled me into his lap, balancing us both on his lab chair.

“Nothing, just...friends. They went clubbing tonight. Sarah looked happy.” My tone was glum. I was glum.

“You could have gone out.” He gave a soft smile. “I’m not keeping you here.”

“It’s not the same.” I leaned my head on his shoulder, hiding from the hurt that I knew would be on his face. “You go to clubs to find someone new or show off the someone you have, and...” I sighed deeply.

“And you can’t do that.” He finished my train of thought, heartache in his voice.

“Not exactly,” I muttered.

I felt the rise and fall of his chest as he took a deep breath. He gently set me on my feet and took both on my hands in his, a soft broken smile on his face.

“Then you’re still free to go,”

His words shattered my heart.

Guilt overtook me.

I was a terrible person.

And yet... I had the freedom that I wanted... right?

“Don...” I tried, tears brimming in my eyes. “I didn’t... that’s not...”

“It’s okay.” I could see the moisture pool in his eyes. “Just go, have fun. I’ll be here.”

“How is this okay?” My voice broke. “How is any of this okay?”

“I know I’m not someone you can take out to parties, and go on dates with, and take home to your parents. I know that. And now you do too. And that’s okay.”

His understanding made me want to cry more. It wasn’t fair.

Why didn’t he fight for me?

Didn’t he want me?

Didn’t he love me?

Unless... he didn’t.

“Do you not want me?” I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to hold myself together and failing completely.

“I don’t want this for you.” He whispered, not meeting my eyes. “I’m not human, it was time I stopped pretending to want it.”

I froze, my mind shutting down. He didn’t have to say it. I knew it.

He didn’t want me.

He didn’t love me.

I was stupid to believe it. Why would anyone love me? Why would someone as amazing and incredible as he was... love me? Maybe he was waiting for me to realize that on my own.

And I did.

“If... that’s what you want...” My eyes met his one last time. He just nodded.

I fled from the lair, onto the streets and took a cab back to my apartment, crying the entire way. The cabbie didn’t even ask me for cash. Her look was sympathetic. That made me cry more.

Miserable, I crashed onto my bed and just sobbed, hugging a pillow close to my chest, wishing it was someone else. Someone else who wasn’t mine. Who probably never had been mine.

How could I have been so stupid?

I didn’t notice that time had passed. Or that the sun slowly began to rise, through my sheer curtains. I didn’t notice if I slept or not. Like someone has hit pause on my life, while the rest of the world continued on.

“Y/n? Y/n!? Are you in here!?”

Some part of me wanted that to be a warm familiar voice, but another part of me knew that that voice wouldn’t care where I was.

It was Sarah, who barged into my room, frantic.

“Where have you been Chica? Don’t you answer your phone!?”

Only then did she realize my fetal position, the dried tears track on my cheeks, and maybe even the lack of light in my eyes.

“He didn’t love me,”

Now that the words were said, they were finalized somehow. If my admittance of them made them true.

Her expression softened as she sat beside me, and pulled me into her arms.

“I’m so sorry sweetheart,” she whispered, pulling a blanket around me. “That’s not fair.”

I felt a few extra tears escape from my eyes, as I tried to force back all of the pain that they wanted to bring.

Sarah’s phone buzzed on my comforter, and she grabbed it, answering the call.

“Yeah, I’ve got her. She’s... at home. I’ll call you later,” She ended the call and tossed her phone back onto the bed.

“Have you eaten?” Her voice was calm and soft as she stood, tucking me under the covers, taking off my shoes first.

I shook my head.

“I’ll be back with food, then we’ll marathon some stupid movies. Okay?”

I nodded.

“You’ll be okay sweetheart. It’ll get better.”

I closed my eyes, and sleep welcomed me. At least this time I noticed it. I was on the streets of New York. Twilight was fading and only the streetlights gave me any sort of light. My eyes scanned the rooftops, looking for a familiar shadow. And I kept looking. And looking. Until day broke. And I realized that there was nothing out there for me to look for.

I gasped and my eyes flew open, tears streaming down my face. Sarah was passed out beside me and Shane Dawson was playing on the TV. I fumbled for the remote and turned it off. Making it to the bathroom, I let the hot water of the shower scald my skin, needing to feel something.

I almost picked my phone up to text him. Then I realized that he didn’t want me to. My phone fell from my hands and onto the floor. I left it there and curled back up in bed. I watched out my window, waiting for nothing but hoping for something anyway. I stared until the sun came up.

Sarah stayed with me that first week.

A month passed.

Maybe two.

Maybe more.

I got better.

I got better at acting normal.

I went to class, and I ate when I was supposed to, showed up for work, cleaned my apartment, slept... cried.

I was human after all.

“Hey, we’re all going out to a club downtown, There’s no cover. Wanna come?” Sarah offered on Friday afternoon, slightly hesitant.

I smiled, something odd that didn’t quite reach my eyes.

“Yeah, I need a night out.”

“Hell yeah, you do!” She encouraged. “You’re a boss ass bitch who don’t need no man!”

I chuckled slightly at her theatrics and we got ready for the ensuing evening.

Looking in the mirror, I was flawless. My hair was a perfect mix of careless and styled, my makeup was bold without being slutty, as was my dress. And my heels gave me enough height to tease any guy.

It was what I always wanted... wasn’t it?

Except the club was loud and overcrowded. There were too many older guys who looked at me and I could tell they wouldn’t take no for an answer. I shook my head and grabbed my stuff. This wasn’t me.

This wasn’t what I wanted.

I said goodbye to a tipsy Sarah and left the club, and welcomed the cold air of New York. I ignored all of the calls of my name. Instead, I headed in the direction of him.

It was Friday.

He didn’t patrol on Fridays.

He would be there.

I made it to the lair, heels in hand and my hair let down.

“Look what the cat dragged in.” I heard Raph taunt.

“Shut the fuck up Raphael.” I hissed.

He blinked at me, shocked. I dropped my heels as well as my other stuff and barged into the lab, expecting him to be there.

He wasn’t.

“Where is he?” I demanded, turning back to Raph.

“Out on patrol. Probably somewhere near your place I assume.” The red-clad turtle gave off hand.

“But it’s Friday. He never patrols on Friday.” I came up short.

Raphael rolled his eyes. “I’m sure he wasn’t far behind wherever you were.”

It still didn’t add up. Why would he be near me?

I stormed out of the lair and onto the streets. My eyes scanned the rooftops, looking, praying. Tears started to form and fall as I couldn’t find my turtle’s shadow amongst the rooftops.

“Donatello! I need to talk to you!” I yelled out hopelessly. “You owe me that much!”

There was a soft thud from behind me, and I turned, knowing who it was before I did.

“Did you finally get what you wanted then?” He asked, his voice reserved, almost monotone.

I glared at him. This wasn’t about what I wanted, it was about what he wanted, and that wasn’t me.

“How about you?” I shot back. “Did you get what you wanted? Now that you didn’t have to play human for me anymore?” I snapped; my voice venomous.

I saw hurt flash across his face, and it stopped me in my tracks. I was here for a reason. I had to let him know what I wanted; even if he didn’t want me that wouldn’t change my mind about him.

“I don’t want this,” My voice broke as I looked at him. “The stupid dress, and the stupid shoes and the late nights out and having to start all over with someone else that isn’t you.” Tears started to stream down my face. “I know I fucked this up and I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I never wanted this.”

He stared at me in shocked silence, not expecting my confession.

“And it’s my fault and I pushed the blame on to you, and I know why you don’t want me because I’m ungrateful and inconsiderate and cruel and just an awful person and it’s okay.” I sobbed, almost laughing. “But I can’t get you out of my head. No one ever measured up. I... I’m so sorry Donnie.”

I turned to walk away, not caring that I didn’t have my phone, or shoes or keys. I didn’t want to be here. He didn’t want me here either.

And I owed him that much.

Until he grabbed my hand and spun me around, crushing his lips to mine. I was frozen in shock as he pressed against me, cradling my head and holding my waist. My arms, on reflex, wrapped around his neck and tugged at the tails of his bandana, and I kissed him back.

No matter how much it would hurt later when I was alone again.

“You stupid, stupid beautiful girl,” He whispered, his golden eyes boring into mine. I flinched waiting for the backlash. He set me right on my feet and held both of my hands in his.

“I never imagined it would be so easy to do,” He murmured. I grimaced and bit back a sob.

This was it.

This was the end.

“I thought it would be impossible...that you would be so sure of the truth that I would have to lie for days to even plant a seed of doubt in your head.” He rubbed circles on the backs of my hands.

What?

“I lied, and I'm so sorry...sorry because I hurt you,” His eyes were filled with tears, as one of his hands moved to cup my face, brushing away stray tears. “But how could you believe me? After the thousands of times I've told you that I love you, how could you let one moment break your faith in me?"

I stared at him, in complete and utter shock. My thoughts started to spiral out of control. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, and I didn’t.

I didn’t believe it.

“I saw it in your eyes, you did believe that I didn’t want you. As if I could live without needing you!” His words didn’t make sense. “How could you ever believe that!?” His tone was pleading and sorrowful.

“It never made sense,” I sobbed. “For you to love someone like me.”

“Why can you believe the lie and not the truth my dove?”

I flinched at the pet name. Donnie rubbed my cheek gently.

“It never made sense,” I repeated. “It still doesn’t.”

He tilted my chin back and making me look up at him.

“Telling you that I didn’t want you was the blackest kind of blasphemy.”

If he wasn’t holding me up, I would have fallen. He didn’t seem to mind the extra weight. He kept a steady hand at my waist, keeping me afloat.

“Why did you let me go?” I begged the question. “Why didn’t you fight for me?” I cried.

“Because I didn’t want to trap you here. And I know you, dove, you wouldn’t have left unless you believed that I didn’t want you. I had to lie.” His eyes pleaded his cause.

“I... you... you want me?” I asked hopeless. “You still want me? And love me?” My voice was on the edge of hysterics.

He gave a seldom nod and pressed a soft kiss to my forehead.

“Can you still love me? After all the hurt that I’ve put you through. Spare my feelings... can you truly forgive me? Or now that you know, do you want to move on?” His voice was guarded and hesitant.

“What kind of stupid question is that?” I choked out a laugh through tears and wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing close to him, welcoming his warmth. “The way I feel about you will never change, and there’s nothing that you can do to change that. Never again.”

Donnie grinned and pressed his lips back to mine and I didn’t care if this was all a dream and if it would hurt in the morning. Right now he was mine, and I was his and that’s all that I wanted to hold onto. And a stronger part of me knew that this wasn’t a dream and that he was mine. I held onto that part. And I held onto him.

Breaking the kiss and scooping me up, he carried me into the lair, into his room, and set me on the bed. Sifting through his drawers, he came back with an oversized t-shirt. I stripped out of my party dress and bra, not caring one bit about modesty and pulled the shirt on over my head. Then he handed me a package of make-up wipes, that were mine once upon a time, and still worked now.

“There she is,” He whispered, pulling me into his arms after my makeup was gone. “That’s my dove.”

I felt my cheeks flush as I wrapped my arms around him, letting him pull me to bed. I vaguely noticed that his room was a wreck, opposing the neatness that it normally was. I decided that that was something to worry about at a later date.

I was home.

I was where I belonged.

I was wanted.

I was loved.

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