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certifiedlovergirlsstuff · 9 months

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spider-man!ethan hc!!!

ethan landry masterlist

- when he first came to your place fucking wrecked (bleeding from a bunch of cuts. suit ripped in so many places. black eye forming) you had two reactions. 1. panicked 2. wanting to throw up. we are not medical professionals in this house hold, hell no.

“y/n, it’s- it’s okay.” ethan’s voice weak and his body folding over. “ethan it’s not fucking okay! you need a hospital!” “no! no hospital. just- just get a first aid kit.” “i don’t even think we own one and i’m not a fucking doctor. i’m not doing any stitches, you’re gonna suck it up and do them yourself.” and you left your room looking around your apartment for any type of medical supplies.

- ethan either is constantly talking, throwing jokes at the bad guys. it’s mostly when he’s in a good mood or blabbering as his own distraction when fighting. but when he’s really pissed off (like if someone hurts you🫣) he goes silent and doesn’t hold back his strength (well more like he’s doing 85% than his usual…45%?)

- his first year of being spider-man (complete suit and alias recognized by the public) he was dealing with some purse snatchers on 11th and franklin (i’m not from NY leave me alone!!!!) so when he webbed them up and handed the bag back to the single mother he turned on his heel, ready to swing away, but his eyes found you in the dissipating crowd. mouth lightly parted, a slight breeze playing with your hair as you held the straps of your school bag. (he fell in love again and you kinda grew an interest in this bug hero)

- ethan’s really sweet to kids when they come up to him as he’s spider-man (you know that AG SM bts where he’s playing basketball with some kids?? ethan would do something like that)

“mr. spider-man?” ethan turned at the little voice and crouched to be eye to mask level with the adorable little boy and girl duo. “what can i do for the both of you?” the little girl had glossy eyes and the boy was holding her hand, “we got lost on the way to the library. our mom said to go there after school so she can take us home. can you take us? i’m the big brother, i’m supposed to keep us safe.” ethan smiled brightly under his mask, eyes barely squinting from the action. “and you did the right thing to come to me for help. i can carry the both of you to the library, that okay?” the boy beamed and the girl perked up, tears no longer staining her round brown eyes. so ethan scooped the both of them like nothing and walked the two blocks to the library making simple conversation.

- okay so after you guys start dating (go read A Spiders Bite, same world) nothing changed too much from your previous dynamic. just a few things were new and something to get used to doing (kissing, hand holding, touching both intimately and lingering, going on explicitly stated dates, stealing ethan’s clothes, sometimes wearing the suit and getting…frisky with each other) but honestly with how much you wanted each other, you couldn’t keep your hands to yourself

“i think i’m gonna barf,” mindy commented to tara. the two of them were walking through the campus and then tara started to smack mindy’s shoulder repeatedly then pointed at the green grass and to a big oak tree keeping the summer shade away. mindy was about to ask what was so interesting about a gross couple sucking face with the girl sitting in the boys lap when tara almost screamed, “it’s fucking ethan and y/n! holy shit!” neither of you told your friends about your relationship yet. the group chat was a fucking town hall meeting with the spam texts.

- you buy a bunch of spider-man themed items. shirts, toys, plushies, cards, makeup collabs, even bandaids!

“i think you’re my stalker at this point,” ethan joked when he walked into your room one day and noticed the new spider-man blanket and pillow set. “didn’t know you wanted to sleep with spider-man this much, almost starting to feel like the other woman when i’m the boyfriend….AND HE’S ME!!!”

- okay, so let’s say the symbiote came down to earth and ethan’s dealing with evil scientists where they are studying the substance and it attaches itself to ethan. so we know it changes the host personality (SM3 nightmare) so ethan’s personality would definitely be a bit like his ghostface reveal (too cocky and for sure an asshole for no reason. and it hurts you cause where did your sweet and awkward boyfriend go?)

“ethan, what’s up with you? what’s this new…personality?” ambushing him at his house, needing to get to the bottom of this. ethan laid on his bed scrolling through his phone and ignoring you. “ethan, stop being a fucking asshole. this isn’t you.” “well maybe this is the new me so get used to it sweetheart.” and he said the usually loving pet name with such a douche bag tone it made your blood boil. “fine. don’t fucking talk to me until you get your shit together. i don’t want to see or hear from you, landry.” and you slammed his door on the way out, tears stinging your eyes.

- okay, leaving emo ethan alone for now. back to sunshine ethan! ethan still has trouble sticking up for himself so you’re his protector, just like you said in 7th grade. (he asked for no pickles. a 6’2 muscled boy standing behind you trying to make himself smaller)

“damn…” ethan muttered as he inspected his food. “what?” you asked around the fry in your mouth. “uh, nothing. just didn’t cook my burger right. it’s- it’s fine. no- no, y/n-“ “excuse me, sorry,” you flagged down your waitress and politely ask if they could remake ethan’s burger. and when you looked back to ethan his cheeks were turning red with embarrassment and you were about to apologize if that bothered him, but he just set a hand over yours and said “thank you. wouldn’t have enjoyed my food as much.”

- chad is a spider-man FANBOY AND HE WILL DENY IT BUT ITS TRUE. and it makes ethan flustered.

“chad just say you want to date spider-man.” mindy teased her twin. you were sat beside ethan at the table and noted how his eyes widened at her comment. you couldn’t help your quiet chuckle while chad tried to defend himself. “fuck off, mindy. he just seems like a cool dude. saving the city, friendly with the civilians, probably could bench press a car, bet he gets all the ladies-“ “okay, okay chad. stop talking about your crush.” and ethan’s ears turned red. you leaned into his side and whispered in his ear, “chad is your hall pass if you want.” and ethan fully wanted to die.

- okay another symbiote moment. so in the Spectacular SM peter becomes the host for the goo and there’s a fight with him and the sinister six, but then we find out he was asleep and the symbiote was using him like a puppet. so same thing with ethan. he’s asleep at your house him the big spoon you the little spoon (he likes being little spoon when he’s had a ROUGH day) so you wake up sometime in the night and when you look at the time it shows 3:38am and ethan is not beside you. so you look around the place and he’s nowhere, it makes you worry and angry. he’s never left this late at night, he’s usually always beside you the next morning. so when he is back in bed later that morning you question him.

“ethan where were you?” voice scratching from just waking up. you turned over in your messy bed to face ethan’s sleep puffy face. he groaned and his brows scrunched, “what are you talking about?” voice thick and deep, and usually that’d make you smother ethan in kisses, but you reworded your question. “last night. you disappeared around 3:40, where’d you go?” hoping it wasn’t the answer you were conjuring up. he inhaled deeply, “i didn’t go anywhere. was here the whole night.” “okay, now your just gaslighting me. why? with some side chick who’s got the hots for spider-man?” (possible black cat mention🤔) ethan couldn’t help the huffed laugh and that made you frown further, “i’m serious ethan. were you with some other girl?” and that fully woke ethan up, “no! no, sweetheart i swear i didn’t go anywhere. i mean, maybe i had a sleep walking moment, but i swear i wouldn’t purposely leave you at night.” his eyes a panic as he reached his hands to your waist and pulled you closer. you weren’t sure if you fully believed him, but you knew with certainty by his voice that he wasn’t cheating on you. “you know, i had the weirdness dream.” “what kind of dream?” “i was in central park at night and i’m dressed in a black spider-man suit fighting off doc ock, electro, scorpion, and sandman. really fucking weird.” and when you checked your phone later that day to see video footage from last night showing the exact description ethan gave you, you knew something was wrong.

- okay okay, i need more fluff to balance this growing angst. for halloween the both of you did a couples costume of han solo and princess leia (god i’m so fucking lonely😭)

“should of done luke instead,” mindy randomly commented. you replied, “you do know luke and leia are siblings, right?” she shrugged her shoulders, “seems more like luke than a han.” ethan couldn’t help butting in now, “what’s that mean?” “i think you know, chanel boots.” and walked away leaving the two of you speechless.

- you want to adopt a puppy, ethan wants a cat. so you get a potted plant. it dies after a week. “we’re not gonna be good parents” ethan said seriously while you couldn’t help chuckling behind your hand.

- okay i gotta bring up the upside down kiss, COME ON!!!! so your walking down the alleyway of your apartment dropping off your trash (idk something for you to be in alley) and your kinda distracted until a web shoots at your shirt and gives a tug.

“ethan! i really like this shirt,” you whined while pulling at the sticking substance. he tugged you closer and his boyish giggles sang into your ears, “sorry, sorry. you were a bit zoned out, didn’t want to spook you.” “and this was better?” “…eh” you walk closer to there he’s hangin from a web upside down, “really embracing the spider, spider-man.” teasing how his feet sat on the webbing as he held tightly, “aren’t you gonna get light headed?” “no, doesn’t affect me anymore” “lucky bastard” he chuckled some more and you walked closer to be face to face. he was a bit lower, big eyes sitting near your chin. you raised your hands to hold the sides of his face feeling the raised bits of fabric on his mask. “you know, i’ve always wanted to kiss a superhero. kinda a wild fantasy that was hard to fulfill.” voice dropping to a seductive coo with your thumbs tracing over his masked cheeks. ethan was quiet and then, “well, what kind of hero would i be if i didn’t help a beautiful civilian?” his voice also lowered and the masked covered up any signs of red blooming atop his skin. “can i pull your mask up, spider-man?” (y’all be KINKY!!!!) “just over the nose, gotta keep my identity.” you bit into your bottom lip while smiling, “of course.” your fingers slipped below the seam of his mask and teasingly rolled it until only his chin, parted mouth, and tip of his nose were visible. “you have lovely lips.” something you say all the time to ethan. his upside down mouth smiled, “and they are pretty lonely. so if you could plant one on me sweetheart, i’d really appreciate that.” and who were you to deny the friendly neighborhood spider-man of such a request? it was definitely a bit weird with the new angle, but the two of you simple feel into your usual rhythm. (i don’t feel like describing it, i’m sorry) when you pulled away first slowly you kept your eyes closed, letting the lingering tingle wash over you. finally when you opened them and look at ethan he fully said, “that was hot. we gotta do that more often.” and you fully agree.

#ethan landry headcanons #ethan landry oneshot #ethan landry x fem!reader #ethan landry fluff #ethan landry imagine #ethan landry blurb #ethan landry angst #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry fic #jack champion #spider man!ethan landry

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whumpinaheartbeat · 1 year

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A (dislocated) Leg To Stand On (Febuwhump 2023 Day 21)

This fic contains mentions of a dislocated knee, please read with discretion.

Riza’s eyes had latched onto Edward the moment he walked in. No, not walked. Limped. He was favouring his automail leg, failing to hide his wince every time he put any weight on his real leg.

"What happened?" She demanded.

"Nothing." Edward snapped back, making his way over to the couch. "I got in a fight, is all."

"Did you win?" Jean asked.

Riza glared at him and Jean raised his hands in surrender. He knew better than to mess with the Hawk when Ed came in like this.

"Where's Alphonse?" She asked.

"How should I know?" Ed said. "I'm not his keeper, you know."

"So the fight was with him?” Riza asked.

The fact that Edward didn't answer was answer enough. The boys fought often enough and sometimes Ed got hurt just by virtue of Alphonse being a 7 foot suit of armour but usually it was just sparring going too far and emotions running too high. None of those fights had ended with Ed limping so badly though since he usually played off any pain that he was experiencing as to not draw attention to himself and more often than not to make sure that Al didn’t feel bad about it.

"Lieutenant Havoc," Riza said. "Get some ice."

Jean moved slowly, watching Riza as she assessed Ed's leg. The fact that he even let her check his knee just went to show that her intuition that something was wrong had been warranted and as she saw the way Ed's whole body was trembling, a bead of sweat rolling down his forehead, she only grew more concerned.

"Ed," She said carefully. "Have you ever dislocated your knee before?"

"Of course I have."

"I think you've done it again but when it went back in, it didn't go back right."

"You only have one knee and you still managed to dislocate it? Impressive." Jean whistled.

One more glare and Jean obediently went to grab the ice.

"I'm going to have to re-set it." Riza said.

Edward flinched away from her, his eyes wide.

"No way." He said. "I'm fine. I can walk it off."

“Ed,” Riza said patiently. “If you would prefer me to get a doctor I will, but the longer you don't treat this the worse the swelling will be. You won't be able to walk at all and it might cause permanent damage. Do you really want that?"

Ed chewed his lip, weighing up his options.

Riza assumed that Al didn't know how badly Ed had hurt his leg given that the younger boy wasn't here fussing over him, which meant she would have to do this before Al came looking for him less the poor kid freak out over what he had done. Ed must be thinking the same thing because he nodded, clenching his fists as if to steel himself.

"Do it." He said.

"It's going to hurt." She warned.

"Oh please," Ed huffed. "Look at me, I'm kinda used to pain don't you think?"

Ed wiggled his automail fingers dramatically and Riza had to fight to not roll her eyes.

"Okay," Riza said. "I need you to relax as much as you can and breathe deeply."

Before Ed could grumble a response, Riza put one hand on Ed’s knee while the other pulled Ed’s leg out straight.

Edward screamed.

In an instant he was tilting forward but Riza kept him upright, giving him several moments to just sit there shaking.

“Hell.” Ed gasped, swallowing roughly.

“You did well.” She said. “Some people pass out.”

“Yeah, well,” Edward said. “Some people don’t have to get their nerves reattached every few weeks.”

“It wouldn’t be every few weeks if you stopped getting into fights.” Riza said. “Ah, there you are.”

Riza helped Edward to reposition, his legs laying straight with his back against the arm of the couch.

Jean handed her the ice and Riza carefully set it on Ed’s knee, neither of them commenting when Ed flinched back either from the cold or the pain. Even if his knee was now in it’s proper place, it was going to take time for the swelling to go down and it would probably be longer before he should be allowed to put any weight on it. But this was Edward Elric so any time spent on this couch would be more time than she should expect.

“Lieutenant Havoc,” Riza said. “Get some food from the cafeteria.”

“What am I, some kind of butler?” Havoc grumbled.

Riza did not even have to glare this time before Havoc left the room, keeping her attention on the injured boy.

“I’m not staying here.” Ed snapped. “Especially not to be waited on like some kind of invalid.”

“Okay then.” Riza said. “I suppose I won’t show you the Colonel’s notes, if you’re in such a rush to go.”

That piqued Edward’s interest, golden eyes already flicking around as if trying to understand pages that he hadn’t even been shown yet. Riza held back a smile, not feeling the need to brag about her victory, and went over towards Roy’s desk. She grabbed Roy’s journal and brought it back over, holding it out to Ed.

Ed reached for it but Riza held the journal of notes away from him.

“The Colonel does not hear about this.” She warned lowly.

“Not a peep.” Ed promised.

Riza knew full well the journal she handed to him was just a decoy that used a completely different code to the one that Roy actually put his alchemical notes into but it should at least distract Ed for a while. If anything, she was curious as to how long it would take the boy genius to work out that it was a fake.

She went back to her own desk but Riza did not return to her work, watching Edward out of the corner of her eye as he practically vibrated with excitement, pouring over the pages. She would have to take the ice off of his knee and reassess it later and he would probably be limping for a few days but for now she just enjoyed watching him work knowing that he was safe and that he was actually resting his body for once.

It was almost peaceful with just the two of them in the office, the peace only breaking as the aforementioned 7 foot suit of armour stumbled in shouting apologies with Jean Havoc running in after him, gasping loudly as if he had ran across half of the compound.

“Relax Al, I’m fine.” Ed grumbled. Then, he broke out into a smile. “But check this out!”

If Riza did not do any work in the time that Ed and Al spent hunched over some fake encoded notes then that was her business alone. And if she got Havoc to call Roy back to the office at the perfect time then that was her business alone too.

#my writing #fanfiction #whump #whump fic #febuwhump2023 #febuwhumpday21 #limp #dislocation #Edward Elric whump #fullmetal alchemist #fullmetal alchimist brotherhood

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yourlocalartsonist · 1 year

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ROTTMNT Moths Fly In Packs - Chapter Six

A/N: GREETINGS! I HAVE RETURNED! And like, not much to say in this note imma be honest but I am gonna say this chapter is ridiculously cute and wholesome. It does kinda start delving into the more... traumatic aspects of the fic but still, overall just wholesome and sweet. Hope y'all like it <3

Also! Credit to: @sweaterrat for being my beloved beta reader!

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Chapter One

Disclaimer: Chapter involves familial neglect, gaslighting, hinted abuse, injuries, self deprecation, harmful mentalities, hinted animal death, and curse words. If you're sensitive to that stuff, scroll past and stay safe! <3

I squinted at the pale blue ceiling and the blinding lights surrounding me. The air smelled acidic, kinda like the classic “doctor’s office” scent of medicine and alcohol. Groaning, I shifted around on the soft mattress trying to feel my body again.

“Look who’s finally up.” I remember that voice.

“Salena? Are you okay?” April?

I turned my head to meet April O’Neil’s stressed out face and the blue idiot next to her smiling with his half-lidded eyes.

“Y-yeah I’m okay, I thi- WAIT.”

My eyes shot open panicked to see April the human casually sitting next to Leonardo the fucking mutant turtle as if that’s a completely normal-everyday thing.

“L-LEO!? April? How- What? Um… d-do y’all know each other???”

“I could be asking you the same thing.” She laughed and lightly pat my head “Out of all the mutual friends we could’ve possibly had, it just happened to be mutant turtles. Who woulda thunk, aye?”

Leo shrugged at her comment “It’s a small world.”

They both seem so comfortable and at ease around each other. Meanwhile, I’m still trying to process the fact that my old tutor and my new turtle friend are together in the same room laughing and joking like they’ve known each other for years. Speaking of rooms actually.

“So um, where am I?”

“The med bay. April called for an emergency and when I portalled us here, my brothers and I found you on the ground passed out while she was panicking.”

“I didn’t know any hospitals nearby so I figured it’d be faster to just call Leo. Besides, probably would’ve gotten both of us into a lot of shit if I had to explain to a doctor how we ended up like this.”

SLAM!

The door slid open loud as thunder, nearly making my soul jump out of my body.

“SALENA YOU’RE AWAKE!”

“Easy big man, you’ll make them pass out again.” Raph walked into the room chuckling as the tiny tangerine squeezed me in a hug.

“OW! G-good to see you too, Mikey.”

“You were gone for days! Days! I thought you were dead!”

“WHAT?-“

“Mikey, you’re exaggerating, stop scaring her.” Donnie carried him off me to let me breathe. “You know, when I asked if you were mentally okay, I didn’t intend to have my doubts justified.”

I laughed nervously and fiddled with my hair, desperate to change the subject “How long was I actually out for?”

“About an hour, give or take. You lost a bit of blood but it wasn’t too bad. A cut on your temple, the bite on your arm, and a few bruises here and there.”

I lightly touched the bandage on my head and noticed my left arm wrapped in the same manner. Neat, clean, and professional. Definitely Leo’s work.

“We were worried about you, Salena.” Raph took a seat on the bed next to me “About both of you. What even happened?”

“You didn’t tell them?” I looked over at April, puzzled since I assumed her confirmed conspiracy would be the first thing she’d talk about.

“Uh, no? I was waiting for you to wake up first. You were my priority.” Oh. I stand corrected. “All I said was that there’s something funky going on with the government and possibly illegal science experiments.”

“Well, then. I guess we should start at the beginning?”

“But of course! And do not miss a single detail. I wanna hear absolutely everything!” The grip on his pencil was so strong, I’m surprised it didn’t break already.

We went on explaining the situation to the boys, getting them caught up with how the day went. Minus the reason I didn’t go to school, they respected it enough to let me keep it a secret. Quite a pleasant surprise, I must say.

“Wait you blew up the whole place? What happened to the animals?”

“With any luck, they’re dead. I just couldn’t see any other way to save them.”

Mikey looked so dejected. I don’t even blame him, I feel horrible doing it myself. “But what if the government actually treated them well? Maybe they weren’t actually hurt?”

“No, Salena’s right to assume they wouldn’t. Just a disclaimer, I’m not saying I’ve ever used living beings in my experiments-”

“Aside from your brothers?”

“Hmm, no that doesn’t sound like me.” Donnie ignored her eye roll. I definitely have to catch that story another time. “But I do know when animals and science are mixed together— even by a smaller company— it is usually not a good thing… One can only assume how the government would treat them, especially if it’s hidden from any public criticism. They probably wouldn’t have lived long under those conditions anyway, Mikey.”

Mikey clung closer to Raph, I’m guessing animals are a soft topic for him.

“Hey, guys? I’m honestly starting to wonder just how ‘natural’ those giant cats really were.” Her eyes caught my attention “Salena, you remember when they chased us the first time right? They stopped exactly when we left the military bunker-lab-thing.”

I nodded to let her continue. “But when you went back, I found them still chasing you way past the room’s doors. They recognized you.”

“But that ain’t new for animals, they recognize people all the time. That’s why Mayhem knows who we are.”

“Or why he always only scratches your face, Raph?”

“Leo!”

Ignoring the two goofs, the more thought I gave that theory the more sense it made. “You know, April might be right. When I was sticking on the explosives, some of the cats started swatting at them like they were trying to take them down. Like they actually knew I was trying to explode the place.”

“Argh, we need more evidence to be sure of any of this! But the lab’s gone now. There’s no way to go back and do more investigating.” Oh shit, that’s right... “All I’ve got are some pictures and these weird papers Salena found.”

“Donnie’s on it!”

He flipped on his goggles and inspected the papers as everyone else watched in anticipation. My brain, however, was still hung up on April’s words. When I exploded the lab my focus was on destroying everything to stop the government from hurting those animals. Stop their progress. I didn’t think that it would stop our progress too. Maybe I didn’t even think period.

“Strange, there aren’t any matches for it in my database. Must be a secret constructed language of some sort. If that’s the case then I don’t think I can really read it without an English translation to its alphabet, and if it’s supposed to be secret I doubt I’d be able to just find it on the internet.”

“So, it’s completely useless?”

“Yep, basically.”

I had a feeling he’d say that. “How delightful.”

A large hand gently rubbed my back “Hey, don’t get yourself so down in the dumps. You did what you thought best.”

“Oh, don’t worry, I’m not too hung up on it!” Lies.

I appreciate Raph trying to comfort me, I really do. But it’s not stopping the thoughts running through my head. He’s right that I did what I thought was best but clearly, I thought wrong so why does that even matter?

I felt a buzz on my leg, someone must’ve texted. It’s around four right now so school’s over, Jaiden and Zane might be wondering where I-

WAIT SCHOOL’S OVER!?

“Oh no!”

“Everything okay?” Mikey was speaking again. Well at least there’s that tiny drop of relief in the vast ocean of “Oh fuck”

“No! I forgot the school day ended already! I was supposed to be home half an hour ago! I always tell my aunt if I’ll be home later but I didn’t expect that to happen today.” I fumbled around trying to get my stupid phone out, seeing my nightmare confirmed reality as my aunt began blowing it up with texts. “Haha, I am so dead.”

“Can’t you just tell her you’re over at a friend’s place? That’s what April does.”

“Donnie, my aunt and April’s parents are very, very different.” I glanced over at April, then back at him “She’s not gonna let me stay. I need to go, like, right now.”

“Ah ah ah ah ah ah!” A pair of hands placed themselves on my shoulders and plopped me back down. “You’re not going anywhere. You’ve gotta rest up first.”

“But-”

“You weren’t deadly injured or anything, but it was still pretty bad and you healed suspiciously fast. Faster than you should’ve. I wanna monitor your health just in case it gets worse later so you need to stay the night.”

“Oh ho no! No no no no, you guys don’t understand! If I don’t leave now the only place I’ll be staying in is a coffin.”

He scoffed “Well, it’s not gonna be much different if you leave in this condition, either. Look, we’ll figure something out but I’m not letting you leave this room till I’m sure you’re not just gonna drop dead. At least not somewhere I can’t reach you.”

He crossed his arms. I was about to object till I heard April’s voice.

“Hey, listen. Just give your aunt a call, put her on speaker, and we’ll all tell her what happened together. And if anything goes wrong, just leave it to me, m’kay? It’ll be fine, promise.” She gave me a reassuring wink. “Better than letting you go back like this.”

April knows what my aunt is like, I’ve talked to her about it before and she’s even met her once. My hands are shaking but if April’s saying it’ll be okay then maybe it’s not such a bad idea. Besides, I could use some time to heal myself before I get back to housework.

Alright, Salena. You’ve got this. Just be calm. Like April said it’ll be okay!

I took a deep breath and clicked the call button. Not even one ring passed before she picked up and justified every ounce of my anxiety.

“SALENA! WHERE ARE YOU? YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE HOME!”

“Uh, h-hey Phuphu! So uh, funny story…” I twirled my hair trying to ease my nerves. “Well, first actually, you’re on speaker, I’m with some friends right now. W-we wanna talk to you real quick.”

“You’re with friends!? You left a ridiculous amount of chores lying undone and you’re out fooling around with friends!?”

“U-um no, not like that! Uh…” Well, there goes staying calm.

Raph cleared his voice “Um, hello Ma’am! My name’s Raphael, just wanted to clarify we’re not fooling around! Salena actually got-”

“Wait, IS THAT A BOY?” Dear sweet heavens have mercy. “Salena, are you neglecting your responsibilities to hang out with boys!?”

“No! I wasn’t trying to push any chores away, I promise!”

“Can someone tell me why us being male is such a huge deal?”

“S-she’s a little old fashioned, don’t question it.” I whispered to Donnie trying to hint at him to drop it. If my aunt went on another “boys and girls shouldn’t be friends” lecture my brain will physically combust and crumble into tiny shreds of cringe and pain.

“Another boy? Salena, how many are you with right now?”

“Four of us plus April, tía! I can call you tía, right?” Oh god no Leo PLEASE. “Look, while I’m sure we’d all love to chat and get to know each other, let’s cut to why we actually called you, hm? Salena got hurt today, they’re fine now but they need to rest. We’re planning on having her stay over for the night to make sure they heal properly.”

“YOU WANT TO STAY AT A HOUSE FULL OF BOYS? Oh my god, what is the matter with you?”

“Phuphu, I-I need to. I really can’t go home like this, I promise if I could I would.”

She sighed heavily through the phone “Salena, I know you’re not as pretty as Meeta but if you were going to fool around with men, you could at least make sure they’re rich.”

…

WHAT.

The room went so silent I swear you could hear my internal screaming.

I laughed a little too loud and grit my teeth “Phuphu, I thought I told you you’re on speaker?”

“Yes, and?”

“You know what, give it to me. I’ll take over.” I placed my phone in April’s open palm, astonished at how confident she sounded considering the rest of us were still fucking speechless “Hi there! This is April O’Neil, Salena’s friend and old tutor. You remember me, dontcha?”

“Oh, you. As if I could ever forget.” I could taste her bitterness from all the way over here. She never really liked April. Probably only ‘cause April didn’t hate me.

“Perfect! So, Leo already told you but Salena got a head injury today, kind of a big deal. They’re staying over at my place for the night since it’s too far to walk her home, the guys will leave after a bit. My parents and I’ll take great care of her so you don’t gotta worry ‘bout a thing!” She’s lying. Honestly, smart move, don’t know why I didn’t just try that first.

“Oh of course, because the dishes will just do themselves, won’t they? Salena’s being dramatic, she’ll be fine.”

“No offense, but I think you and your daughter can survive one day without them doing everything for you. But, if you really can’t, then I’ll help!”

Hold the fucking phone, what? “A-April, what are you doing?”

“And how much are you going to charge me for your ‘help’.“

“Nothin’! Since you’re family of a friend, my services will be free ninety-nine. She’s gotta stay in bed for- Leo when can they go home?”

“Probably tomorrow at noon. That’s the soonest I’m willing to risk.”

“Then they’ll be home by noon tomorrow. Till then, I’ll cover for them! I don’t have any classes left, anyway.”

“…Fine. If you can come later today to do her chores, then she can stay. But I’m not allowing another minute afternoon!”

“You got yourself a deal. Have a nice day!”

And just like that, it was over. I’m left wondering how the hell human hearts could beat so fast. April triumphantly hung up and gave me back my phone. She’s sure doing a lot for me today…

“Dang, slay April!” Mikey was the first to react “That was so cool! How’d you even do that so smoothly?”

“Thanks but I really just knew which buttons to press. Salena’s aunt and I met before so I’ve got a neat little cheat sheet on how to deal with her.”

“Ugh while we’re on the topic, Salena, your aunt sucks! Why was she making such a fuss over literally nothing? Seriously, she annoyed me so much I started hacking the call to track down her address! For reasons completely unrelated to violence, of course.”

“Uh, how did you even do-“

“Don’t worry about it.”

“Dontron, you know they live in the same apartment right?”

“Really though, does everyone in your life suck? I mean, we got your hoser friend, Zane, and now your aunt. You want another session with Doctor Feelings?”

“I’m good.” I’m tired. “Sorry for how she treated you guys. I honestly don’t know how my aunt and dad were raised under the same roof but alas, here we are.”

“Hey, don’t sweat it. Not like it’s your fault. Raph is sure none of us care a single bit about what that crazy old lady said! Right guys?”

“Correcto! But, now that we’ve got that bullshit settled, shouldn’t we go back to the true matter at hand?” He waved the paper in front of us, I’m kinda surprised it wasn’t trashed already. “April, you’re absolutely positive you can’t give me anything more to go off of? Anything at all?”

“Well, I can try. There’s gotta be something we’re missing or forgetting about.”

“Hey, hermanos, I am more than happy to talk more about this whole government conspiracy stuff, but maybe we should do it in another room and let Salena, ya know, actually rest?”

What? “But I’m the only other person who was there! I should be here to help.”

“You’ve helped enough, Salena. If Leo says you need to rest then you need to rest. I’ll be fine on my own.”

Her tone was soft. Her smile was warm. And even then, I can’t help worrying it’s just an act. I’m the reason she even has to do so much, there’s no way she’s not even a little bit upset at me.

“Isn’t it a bad idea to leave her here alone, though? Raph can stay behind.”

“No need to, big bro, I already texted Dad. He said he’s on his way so she’ll be okay.”

“Perfect, perfect, now onward, brethren! Mysteries and research are on the horizon and I can wait no longer!” After his dramatic exit, everyone followed Donnie in pursuit.

Leo paused, though. His head turned, looking a little conflicted before walking back towards me.

“Hey, are you sure you’re okay? No headaches or nausea or anything?”

“Yep, I think I’m feeling pretty fine.”

“Okay, well, in that case.”

Flick!

“OW! What was that for?”

“Stop impulsively jumping into everything like a maniac. You’re gonna get yourself hurt.”

“Hmph, look who’s talking.” I huffed and dramatically rubbed my forehead at the stinging sensation. It didn’t actually hurt that much but it did hurt my pride, so.

“Exactly! If I’m saying you’re being too reckless then you should probably listen.” His bright eyes dimmed, looking down for a slight second, then right back at mine. “Hey, I know I said you didn’t get hurt too badly but still. You just got lucky, Salena. You really need to be a little more careful and a little less of an… adrenaline junkie, as charming as it is. You’re not invincible, ya know.”

He’s being serious. “I know, I know. I’ll… I’ll try.” I didn’t realize how worried everyone would be over me. It feels a little bittersweet.

“Good enough for me. Try not to give me and my brothers a heart attack next time we meet, aight?” He slid the door back open, ready to join his brothers. “Oh, hey pops!”

Pops? Must be their dad.

…HOLY SHIT I’M MEETING THEIR DAD?

I quickly straightened up and smoothed out my clothes, frustratingly praying my hair didn’t look like a drunk pigeon’s nest. I was so distracted from everything else going on at lightning speed, I didn’t realize Leo just asked their dad to come in and basically babysit me! I can’t believe my first impression of him is gonna be when I look as presentable as a toddler in a restaurant.

“You must be the new friend.” I followed the new voice, lowering my head to meet the person it came from.

A round gray rat carrying a tray with two cups of tea. He was dressed in a bronze and gold-colored robe, their family symbol as the centerpiece in red. I don’t know why but I thought he’d be taller.

“U-um yes! I am. My name is Salena, it’s nice to meet you Mr…?”

He chuckled, setting the tray down on a table “Oh please, formalities are for old losers. Call me Splinter.”

“Right! I didn’t mean to call you old or anything. Well, nice to meet you, Splinter! My name’s Salena!”

“Um yes, you’ve already told me.”

“R-right again!” Dumbass, get a grip. “Sorry um, I’m not really all too great at this socialization ordeal so, ya know… B-but it’s nothing you did! Or said! You’re a really cool dude- er, rat! Whichever you prefer! Wow, I am totally blowing this.” I’ve been talking with my hands, awkwardly laughing, and fumbling with my words for a minute straight.

He laughed at me confirming that I did, in fact, look like an idiot. ”Calm down, calm down! Here, drink some tea. Your body will thank you.”

He handed me one of the small cups with bronze-colored tea, tiny citrus kernels sprinkled all over. I took a sip. A sweet aroma with a spicy ginger taste. I recognized it immediately. It’s been a long while since I’ve had a warm cup of tea like this. Definitely did the trick as my nerves started settling down.

“Thank you. Sorry about the awkwardness. I did intend to have a better first impression but, ya know.” I looked down at my bandaged arm and sighed “Didn’t quite work out that way.”

He smiled gently, “Yeah, life has a funny sense of humor sometimes.”

“Ha! You can say that again.”

We sat on the bed drifting off to our own private thoughts, the room now filled with a soft, tranquil vibe. Unfortunately, seeing as my brain hates me, a part of me was still antsy from the whole day just completely unable to relax. I feel overwhelmed and exhausted and it’s not even just physically. There’s just too much going on…

“Spit it out.”

Wh-what? “Spit out the tea?..”

“Yes- I MEAN no! Why would I ask you to spit out the tea?”

I shrugged “Beats me.”

He sighed and rubbed his head, still staring at the wall. “I meant I can tell something’s bothering you. I’m already updated on what happened earlier, so feel free to talk about it.”

“...I’m fine. Tired, but fine.”

“I’ve raised four kids and mentally adopted three more. If you think that’s all it takes to lie to me, then I have very bad news for you.”

My fingers combed through my hair, trying to soothe my stupid, restless mind.

“I mean, it’s not too bad. I’m just… I dunno, disappointed I guess?”

“About the mission? Or about yourself?”

I scoffed. “What’s the difference? The mission failed because of me. If I just listened to April, maybe things would’ve ended up better.” I vented my frustrations on the teacup, loudly setting it down on the saucer. ”Instead, I ran off and got myself hurt, and now well… I might’ve destroyed the biggest lead she had to solving all of this! Ugh, I’m such a moron- ow!” I slapped my forehead annoyingly forgetting how that’s the literal worst course of action I could’ve taken.

“You made a mistake, everyone does that.”

“Well, yeah, but I keep making mistakes! Over and over and over again! I got hurt, I worried everyone, I ruined April’s mission, I forgot to call my aunt so now April has to do my chores for me!” And I don’t even know what I did to upset Jaiden. Hell, maybe even Zane! Maybe he did know Jaiden had plans with me and decided to fuck me over cause he was mad, too! “I don’t know how but I keep screwing up everything I touch.”

“Salena, there’s a difference between thinking you screwed up and thinking of yourself as a screw up. And you” he paused, pointing a pink finger at me “are doing the latter.”

I raised my brow “Uh, don’t take this the wrong way but… why does that matter? The mission failed either way, it’s not like I can just blast back in time and redo it.”

“Correct! You cannot change the past!” Mimicking my actions from earlier, Splinter placed his own cup on the saucer. “You shouldn’t be dwelling on things you have no control over anymore.”

“I’m dwelling on it because I regret it! I regret hurting my friends.”

He let out a long sigh. “You know, you remind me of a young boy I used to know very well.” I do?

“He was annoying.” Oh. “And impulsive. And reckless, stupid, never thought things through.”

“Okay, I-I think I get-”

“Overly ambitious, overly terrified, constantly bickering, raging perfectionist,” He went down the list counting with his fingers as my soul kept dying a little bit more “but above all, he hurt people. He hurt the ones he loved and he regretted it. Even after his life changed its entire course, the regret never left him.”

He closed his eyes, deep in thought. “He focused on that regret, focused on his mistakes. He was raising four boys all on his own and still could only see what he lost or what he had done wrong. He regret all the things he couldn’t give them, the normal life he lost for himself and his sons. He regretted those things over and over again. And because of that regret, he pushed his family away. He hurt them even more. All because he couldn’t forgive himself for hurting them before.”

He looked at me as I realized who this was about. “Salena, I don’t know how life’s been for you to be so laser-focused on your mistakes. I can only hope it was kinder to you than it was to me. But, I’m trying to help you realize something it took me years to finally accept.”

“And that is?...”

“My sons never regret having me as their dad. They were never obsessed with my failures as much as I was, even when they should have been. You failed one mission, I’ve made years worth of mistakes as a parent. And yet, my kids forgave me. I’m sure they’ve already forgiven you, assuming they were even upset in the first place. All that’s left is for you to forgive yourself.”

The room went quiet again. I thought about his words, letting them swirl around in my mind. I couldn’t think of anything useful I’d done, at least he still raised four mutant children all on his own. But that could also just be my perspective. Maybe he’s right, maybe I am just being harder on myself than anyone else is. But I’m still so scared…

“Splinter?”

“Yeah?”

“Um… do you really think April isn’t mad at me? For… for failing as badly as I did?”

“Well, she didn’t look upset to me. But, I’m not April, am I? If you’re really unsure, just go and talk to her.”

I pursed my lips. “That’s never gone well for me before, though. I get yelled at when I try.”

“Then maybe you weren’t the problem. Maybe it was the people who yelled at you for daring to check if they were okay.” He gently placed his hand on mine. His touch felt familiar and strangely nostalgic. “Still, it’s your life, Pink. Your choice. Don’t feel pressured to do something you aren’t ready to. But, if you do choose to talk to her, I can assure you April’s way too patient to be upset at you for trying.” He chuckled “She’s friends with my boys, she has to be!”

There’s something so relaxing about his presence, I can’t help but smile.

“Thank you. I think I’ll try talking to her, just later when my mind feels clearer.”

He gave me a dorky thumbs up. “I’ll be rooting for you!”

They’re really lucky to have him as a dad.

“Would you like a distraction for now?”

“Yes, please. It’s been a really long day.”

“Great, we can watch some of my films! I’ll even give you my own personal director’s cut!” He pulled out his phone and my jaw dropped when I saw the man on the screen, someone I almost entirely forgot about.

“NO WAY!!! YOU’RE LOU JITSU!?” I literally could not stop my hands from flapping in excitement as I explained to him my family’s adoration of Lou Jitsu movies. We used to watch them together all the time, both mom and dad were obsessed with him! I don’t really remember much about the movies, though, so it’s kinda like getting to watch them for the first time now.

The rest of the night went by pretty smoothly. Mostly consisted of Splinter showing me his movies and commercials while giving behind-the-scenes anecdotes about them as I very enthusiastically listened. Mikey and Raph would drop by whenever it was time to eat and Leo checked my vitals every now and then. They’re all a little busy for the most part, though, so it’s a good thing Splinter was here to keep me company. Plus, he seemed to enjoy it just as much as I did.

I didn’t really see April even after she returned back from my aunt’s place. I can only assume she and Donnie were busy the rest of the day trying to pick at every minuscule detail to stretch into a working theory, at least one that satisfies them for now. I replayed Splinter’s words from earlier. His suggestion to go talk to her. I have no idea why but I’m feeling the urge to right now, the time just feels right. So I slid off the bed, shakily getting my footing enough to walk.

I dragged my body up the stairs to their living room, also known as Splinter’s man cave, and found April there packing her backpack and getting ready to leave.

She perked up when she saw me “Oh, hey! How’re ya feeling? Better than before?”

“Yeah, I think. My head doesn’t hurt as much anymore!” My nerves weren’t entirely gone so a part of me is still hesitating as I’m trying to properly form words. “Are you going home?”

“Yep, I need some serious relaxation after today. And shouldn’t you be doing the same? Doctor Leon’s gonna lose his head if he sees you waltzing around without any help.”

“Oh please, what’s he gonna do? Throw a pun at me?”

We laughed as the air in the room felt a little bit lighter.

“Actually I wasn’t really just walking for no reason. I wanted to talk to you, April.”

She cocked her head and smiled, sitting down on the floor and patting the area next to her to ask me to join. “Alright, shoot. What is it?”

“Well… okay, full disclosure, this might be a little dumb and just me being paranoid. Or, actually I’m starting to think more and more that it really is just me being paranoid. Point is, I just… I…”

She hummed to let me continue. I fiddled with my fingers and calmed myself down enough to let it out.

“I’m sorry.”

“What for?”

I looked at her, she seemed genuinely confused. “You’re seriously not mad at me? Like, at all? I mean I quite literally barged back into your life on a day when you had a very important mission, proceeded to tag along on that mission, and then ruined it by being dumb and impulsive. I blew it, literally. You’re not upset?”

“Is that what this is about?” Why’s she finding it so funny? “No, of course I’m not mad! You caused your first explosion, no biggie. We’re friends with four bozos who do that all the time! This shit’s normal in this household.”

“Okay um, first of all, what the fuck. Second, I still feel like you shouldn’t be so… casual about it. I mean, even if arson is normal, I still failed. You spent so long trying to track down any lead you can and the first place you find, I show up and explode it before we can get anything that actually made this whole mess worth it.” I can feel my nails in my arms. “And to top it all off, you’re still doing favors for me and taking care of my chores just so I can rest. Even though you need it just as much as I do! April, I just… feel bad. I shouldn’t have joined your mission like an idiot in the first place. I just didn’t wanna be alone. I was being selfish.”

I kept my eyes tunnel visioned on my hands, I can feel April staring at me and I know damn well if I look her in the eyes now I’ll start crying.

I heard her sigh “Hey, I’ll be honest, I would’ve done the same thing back when I was sixteen. Hell, forget that, I’d probably still do it now if I wasn’t focused on getting you to safety at the time.” Her hand felt soft on my shoulder “I’m not saying whether or not you did the right thing, I’ve got no clue about that myself. But you did what you thought best and that’s what matters.”

“Even if my best wasn’t enough?”

“Your best is always enough.”

She moved her hand away to wrap her arm around my shoulders. “And for the record, I’m actually happy you ‘barged back into my life’! We have more excuses to hang out now that you know the weirder side of everything.”

I laughed and felt myself relaxing. I could finally look at her again. “Yeah, I guess so! Although, I think things would go a bit smoother if I had an actual weapon like you guys do.”

Her eyes lit up, the look of mischief plastered all over her face. So much so it actually concerned me.

“I might actually know a little secret that can help you with that.”

It wasn’t long before the new information lit my eyes the same exact way. At least now I finally have the motivation to go back to school.

I slept pretty peacefully that night. Leo slept on the floor next to me just in case something happened so we ended up talking quite a lot before eventually passing out. The med bay bed is surprisingly cozy and my mind finally felt refreshingly blank.

I woke up in the morning, stretching my arms, and turning to see two long black gloves covered with white rings and a purple note placed on the desk. I picked it up and read it.

Because you’re seemingly unable of not injuring your fucking arms, here’s a gift to help. P.S.: I whipped this up overnight so if there are any broken features, malfunctions, or unintended explosions, report to my lab immediately. -Othello Von Ryan, Genius Extraordinaire.

I quietly laughed and tried on the gloves. They fit perfectly.

Next Chapter

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wetbloodworm · 1 year

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doodling bits from a scene i have in my head that requires. some context actually. like a lot of the things i drop here for this verse. hang on i saw a post the other day

part of me feels like i should make yet another sideblog just for these guys so i’m not making y’all look at them all the time when you mostly don’t know what’s going on because it’s all tucked away in my head and also in a private google doc and i’m just vomiting out different tidbits of context at random. but that would make me a coward so instead i’m just forcing through my anxiety lmao besides!! some of you don’t have context for the other non-dreamverse shit i post and i don’t feel the same level of anxiety about that. it’s fine! it’s my blog!! it’s fine!!!

anyway. setup for the scene is basic, asim gets critically injured on a job and they’re either somewhere an ambulance can’t easily reach or one just won’t get there in time. achlys has a potential solution.

context, explanation, and more doodles under the cut b/c this post is getting long

so, important universe context for the rest of the scene:

asim’s necklace is a magic item that protects him from magical/intangible attacks and keeps all his metaphysical bits inside him. it’s like a lock, keeps others out and Himself in. so like supernatural creatures can’t drain him of his energy, or control his mind, or, most relevant to what he encounters on the daily, do any shenanigans to his soul. he was initially given the necklace to protect him from achlys specifically.

somaphors have a limited ability to manipulate their host body, stuff like being able to make aesthetic or other surface changes. it’s how achlys changes their eye color to give themself heterochromia regardless of which body they’re in, and lets them treat some injuries at an accelerated rate. the ability is there for the injury thing tbh, a natural way to protect the host body and keep it functioning longer, the aesthetic stuff is a secondary usage the species kinda figured out and likes to have fun with lol

like 99% of the time, somaphors can only possess bodies that don’t have a soul in them already. it’s almost universally believed that they CAN’T possess occupied bodies, by both humans and somaphors themselves.

at this point in the story, achlys is no longer murderous and they’re both starting to build up some trust with each other. ‘starting’ being the key word here.

SO WITH ALL THAT IN MIND the part of this scene that follows the above comic is achlys grabbing the necklace and starting to take it off asim. which, understandably, makes asim panic, b/c even if achlys has chilled out literally the only reason he knows why they’d need his necklace off is so they can eat him. achlys meanwhile just wants to try to possess asim while his soul is still there but losing its grip since he’s dying so that they can patch up the body as much as they can, hopefully enough to get asim to a doctor.

asim is physically stronger than achlys like this but he is, again, dying, so the struggle doesn’t last too long. which results in one of my favorite things: body-sharing shenanigans

asim isn’t a fan. achlys doesn’t love it much either tbh but yanno. asim lives and that’s what matters. bonus that i didn’t draw, achlys has to drag their now-empty body with them to the doctor so that they can possess it again later once they’re sure asim is fine. has to deal with the hospital staff being Alarmed and Confused when the patient with zero brain activity suddenly wakes up and appears totally fine, which is annoying, but the alternative is emptying + possessing an entirely new body which would be a lot more work and also asim would be mad at them.

one last mental image i have for after this scene is achlys hanging out in asim’s room after they’ve been cleared, making an idle comment about being ready to get out of this place. asim asking if they dislike hospitals, achlys clarifying that no, it��s... okay look. hospitals make them hungry. asim like excuse me, achlys like listen it’s just how we get food! we hang around where people are dying! it’s an association thing for me!! asim saying that god they make it so hard to justify their friendship sometimes when they say fucked up shit like that, achlys like LISTEN I SAVED YOUR LIFE I SHOULD GET A PASS FOR THIS ONE

i lied, one more. asim asking if that means there are other somaphors here now in their incorporeal forms, lurking around the place. achlys like i mean i can’t see them when i’m possessing someone but yeah, 100%, saw like five on the way back to my body. i’d imagine we’ve got an audience for this conversation, it’d be one of the more interesting ones they could listen in on. hello to whoever’s here, by the way. asim DEEPLY UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THE IDEA

i feel like this is incomprehensible outside of my own brain but it’s fine these posts are for me anyway

#art tag #asim tag #achlys tag #somaverse tag #(somaverse was previously named dreamverse)

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mental-health-advice · 1 year

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cant talk to anyone irl about this so here i am lol. my mom used to make comments about my body, and how id be so much pretty if i lost some weight (when her comments started getting to me i looked up my bmi (ik bmi isnt the best assessment of weight/ health) to see if i was really that bad and i was normal leaning underweight) that kinda helped me, and i felt better for a while, and her comments on my body stopped (but her comments on her own never did) but i guess in quarantine it got to me more than i thought lol i started browsing the ed side of tumblr and downloaded a calorie tracking app, for two weeks i ate less than it recommended (im an overachiever lol) but i didn't lose any weight (technically i did but it wasn't visible so it doesn't really count lol) but the whole time i was terrified of depriving my body of fuel, accidentally starving myself, and overall doing more harm than good(which is why i refused to purge or fast) so i deleted the app and stopped. this was one or two years ago, so i thought it was over it, but lately the little nagging voice thats been telling me how much better id look and feel if i lost weight is getting louder (and more convincing). i want to lose weight but I don't want to do it unhealthy/obsessively or spiral out of control. any advice? (i dont think i had an ed, just an unhealthy relationship (ig fear would be more accurate lol) w/ calories/food in general)

Hey there,

Firstly, good on you for deleting that app, I know it wouldn’t have been easy at all! Being in quarantine was hard for a lot of people, and especially as it gave us more time to ruminate on the not so healthy things like our looks and weight like issues.

I am sorry that your Mum’s comments hurt you so much, is it a possibility that she wasn’t happy with her own weight and so was portraying that down on to you? I may not be right, just a suggestion!

Losing weight can be really hard and it can sometimes bring up unhealthy thoughts/ voices in our head whether you have or are suffering from an ED or not. I am wondering if you could see a dietitian? They will be able to come up with a meal plan for you which may help you to lose weight in a safe and controlled way. If you are not able to see a dietitian (completely OK if you aren’t able to – I know it’s not cheap) could you make an appointment to see your local doctor or GP about being concerned about your weight? They can also be great supports for people wanting to lose weight safely and help you to come up with a plan to help you to get where you want to be but making sure it’s a safe weight for you at the same time (like a dietitian would but the difference is that dietitians are specialised in food related concerns and especially for those who are struggling with their weight for any reason!)

In the meantime though I would encourage you to still eat regularly as this will help to keep you metabolism working, whereas if you don’t eat then your body will go into starvation mode and then consequently you may lose weight but as you know it wouldn’t be sustainable at all.

Try to eat healthy if possible and try and get some exercise at least a few times each week even if it’s just going for a walk. This will not only help with your weight but will also help to boost your mental health and how you see yourself!

I really hope that this has helped a bit and please do let us know if we can help to support you in any other way!

I’m thinking of you and hope that you are going well!

Take care,

Lauren

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alex-the-bringer-of-chaos · 1 year

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So, it's been a while since I've uptaded y'all on the whole gender thingy. As I've said on previous posts, really love the genderqueer term, vibing with the nonbinary one as well, and the following topic brings me into the confusion territory of "would agender be another term I'd be comfortable with?"

The topic at hand is: I want to try a binder on. Now I've commented on it with my therapist, and we'll go into the factors that make this whole binding thing complex very soon, but I have a kinda odd relationship with my body. More under the cut.

On another note, mote gender euphoria note, I've cut and died my hair similar to the cut on this post, like the 3rd/4th pic, and it gives me lots of joy :D

So for starters I feel I need to state that I've got a garbage memory, therefore I can't say much about how it was like when I was a kid and throughout puberty, but I do know it took me a while to click the whole "oh shit I should be wearing a bra" and by that I mean I'm pretty sure my dear friend (love you dear <3) had to tell me that. Also that I fucking hate wearing white shirts and more transparent ones, since puberty, makes me so uncomfortable.

Interestingly, I basically only use sports bra, and one actual bra, rarely ever white or transparent shirts. Now, this whole thing about wanting a binder started last Monday (not this week), and it's been hitting me like a truck.

Cause when I'm at home, the way I view my body is "a bag of meat, this is just skin, I don't care, let me wear my pj's all day." But when I'm outside I feel uncomfortable with certain things, like my belly (which I haven't told others due to my sister developing anorexia in 2020, which I obviously blame and fuck any of you that wants to be a little bitch, unless it is to tell me i need to add a tw for ed mention), how some clothes look on me, and as of last week I've come to the feeling of it not being just the belly that I would prefer if flatter, but that "this outfit would look better if my chest was flat."

I don't give a fuck about having boobs when it comes down to wearing pj's around the house, and I only get naked when I fucking shower (sex repulsed aroace over here + I don't sleep naked, not for me mate, to each their own). I feel like it's not that I want them titties chopped off (would love if there was an option taking it off and putting them back on when I felt like it option, like a bra but it'syour tits, sadly not a thing), more that I want the option of wearing a binder added to the list.

Now, as I've said before, on the second paragraph off this shitshow (so sorry for y'all that made it this far, but don't worry, I've almost lost the entire post cause tumblr decided to close itself, hurray), I've mentioned wanting to buy a binder to my therapist, but there's a lot we didn't get to talk about, and here is where the problem lies.

I've had scoliosis since I was a kid. I'm going to a doctor now, again, to check on it. I've only been to 2 appointments with him, have to go and do 10 pilates sessions before going back. He is my mom's doctor as well, and she goes to the appointments with me. Yes, I'm an adult, but I've got a garbage memory and he has failed to write the proper indications and shit to my mom before, which led to a headache when she had to go and do exercises with her back in mind. Aka, not only do I not know if this man is transphobic and/or if he thinks nonbinary isn't a thing, but I'm also only out to my sister, who doesn't know about the whole binder thing cause she's been going a little bit downhill as off lately, mentally speaking.

Do I think my parents will actually have a problem with my gender identity and wanting to try a binder out? No, not really. But I'm scared, and I have clinical anxiety, which makes it worse! I think it would be better to tell them when I know for sure, I would feel more confident that way and could help them learn more, but at the same time, if they knew about the whole gender identity thingy they would probably be a lot more welcoming to the comments I've dropped about wanting to try out androgynous clothing, as well as having female, male and unisex options, since they would know the why behind it.

The situation is a little bit complicated, and it's only adding to the stress I'm getting from college. It just encapsulates physical, emotional and mental factors as whole, all because of this fucking binder desire awakening. I'm already tired and stressed, I don't need more. On top of that, I'll only get to talk about it on my next therapy session. Yeah, it could be worse, but that thought isn't gonna help!

Tl;dr: Do any of you have tips on how to bind safely, especially with scoliosis being a pre-existing factor. Any tip and advice on this whole shitshow is welcome really, thanks for reading and sorry for your time.

#gender identity #genderqueer #nonbinary #enby #agender #lgbtqia+#queer #binder #binding #long post #tw cursing #i'm tired

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fireflythecinnamonjollyrancher · 2 years

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hi--me again.

I'm here to comment for the anon who is on the reverse of what I'm going through.

First off, my partner and I have always had very open and honest communication with one another. We of course have our days where we aren't on the same page and it feels like there's distance, but my partner is always reassuring me.

I've asked a them a few times if my lack of sex drive was a deal breaker previous to sending anons about it. Every time, they say that it's not a deal breaker so I'm not going to ask anymore. They've also stated without me prompting them "even if you were to never get your sex drive back, I will still love you." They are always telling me I'm beautiful and that they are very attracted to me but never push me to have sex. Honestly, it's kinda hot when they tell me that they think about me when they masturbate. Makes me feel less shitty about myself knowing that I can at least help them sexually without actually having to participate in the sex acts themselves.

I did ask them if they would tell me if my lack of sex drive ever does bother them, and they of course said they would, so I believe them. I think the biggest driving factor is just my change in meds. Chemical imbalances are a bitch and I'm hating every second of this ride. I think once I get those figured out again, I'll start to feel "normal."

Right now, I just feel like a shell of who I used to be. I cry about everything. The most minor inconveniences send me into a spiral of suicidal ideation and depression. I hate my body. I just feel like hot garbage honestly. But, my partner continues to tell me I'm beautiful everyday. Is there to comfort me when I'm crying for the 3875948327 time this week. And they don't hold anything against me. I'm very lucky to be in this relationship and I think I lost sight of that until typing this response, so thank you other anon for helping get to this realization and thank you Asexual Virgo for all the help as well. Reading your response on my 2nd message almost made me cry (which isn't hard to do lately but still a substantial feat).

thank you anon for being willing to help out another anon! i think it's amazing both of you were willing to be vulnerable and reach out for help. and now you can help each other! how beautiful is that?

im so glad to hear that you are feeling a bit better about things! yes changing meds is a WILD ride so good luck with that. if its a serious concern please please PLEASE note it for your doctor. other than that, I do genuinely wish both of you the best and my ask box is open anytime!

#firefly talks #anon #seriously both of you are amazing people and your partners are very lucky

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I see you have a liking towards THICC!! With that in mind, I need to have a Twice and/or Hawks with a Chubby GN! Reader using Fluff 12 and 19. (￣∇￣)

Fluffy Cuddles

Twice x Gn! Chubby! Reader

💕💜Counting Memories Event💜💕: Now Closed!

💕💜Counting Memories Event Masterlist💜💕

W: Some Sexual Innuendoes, Consensual Groping, Fluff

Fluff:

12)“This isn’t a dream? Fuck yes!”

19)“5 more minutes, please. You feel great.”

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Twice found it difficult to keep his hands to himself in general. He knew that it was wrong to touch people without them agreeing to it but the other versions of him didn’t follow the same social rules. They did as they please, grabbed and tore whatever they wanted without caring if it was important or not. He wished that he was more in control at times, it would save him the hassle, but if he was in control then he would lose the chance to have fun with you. He already teased you about your weight, nothing truly mean, just comment about how squishy you looked and how much he wanted to touch you. He made it his mission to feel you pressed up against him whenever he could and it soon became a problem for you.

“Ouch! What the fuck is wrong with you?! That was so mean.” He rubbed his head and pouted up at you. You hit his head after he groped your ass and moaned about how good it felt. It was such an invasion of personal space and most importantly, a huge violation of your person. You couldn’t say that you were used to this treatment but the reality was that you were kinda flattered that he liked your body so much. It wasn’t the first time that he had done this too. He had laid on top of you after a mission, his face pressed right onto your chest. He even fell asleep on top of you that day and you didn’t even bother to wake him up. His weight was comforting and so were his spontaneous personality changes. Some of them were rude to you, they would make comments about your appearance that truly stung, but others were sweet and loving.

“Jin! You cant grab me like that! You especially cant grab me like that in front of the others!” Twice stopped rubbing his head and jumped up from the ground, his gaze focused on you.

“So if we went to your room I could grope- hold- fondle- your ass?”

“N- Don’t say it like that! And who said you could fondle my butt?” He eagerly grabbed your hand and pulled you towards your room.

Ever since the PLF was developed and Shigaraki took charge, everyone got their own rooms within the compound. Your’s was next to Dabi’s and Twice lived a few doors down from you both. He asked Dabi if he could switch rooms with you but he was shut down before he could start begging. He liked you from the moment you joined the League, you’ve been with them since the start. You took care of everyone since you were the team’s doctors and all, but he liked how gentle your touch was when you’d heal his wounds and how you even helped him cut his hair when he couldn’t do it himself.

He remembers it vividly too. He was having an issue that day with the other versions of himself. They all wanted different styles and they all wanted to get a turn to cut so it devolved into chaos. He was crying when you found him, his eyes wide and his teeth chattered against each other as he hid in the corner of the bathroom. You cooed at him, your voice was soft and sweet as you asked permission to take his hand into yours. You held him in your arms as he cried and he felt the stress and paranoia that plagued his mind fade as you continued to talk about something meaningless to him. But, just having you talk eased him and the other versions of him. You asked if you could cut his hair for him, to which he easily agreed. You kept him whole, he didn't feel like splitting or like he was going to split when your body was close to his.

“Jin! Ok, wait.” You stop him on his tracks and pull at his hand, “You can cuddle with me-”

“Really?!” You nod your head but open your mouth to continue.

“This isn't a dream? Fuck yes!” He interrupts. Twice bounces up and down and runs into your room, his emotions getting the better of him.

You both quickly enter your room and lock the door before Twice began to rip off his costume besides his face mask. You felt your face grow warm, the sight of your almost naked colleague set your face a blazed. It wasn't the first time semi-nude, hell, you had actually seen him naked on more than one occasion because he enjoyed sleeping in the nude. There were times when you’d wake up in the middle of the night to get a drink of water from the old hideout’s kitchen you'd find yourself faced with Twice exposed ass. The thought brought even more heat onto your face as you watched him do a little dance and pulled you towards the bed. You were thrown onto your bed and Twice laid next to you eagerly waiting for permission to touch you. You gave him a little nod and watched him still for a moment before he completely enveloped your body with his own. He buried his face into your chest, his hand finding their home on your stomach. He squeezed you tightly, almost like he was afraid that you would disappear. You giggle to yourself gently began to pat his back. It lulled him to sleep and you soon followed him as the rhythm of his heart comforted you.

You woke up with Twice still on you, though, his face mask was taken off at some point. You admired his features, the long and prominent scar running over his forehead reminded you of how much he had suffered. His actions were his own yet he didn’t have control over how the other versions of himself acted. You felt bad for him but that would help him. You watched him, his chest rise and fall as he clung onto your form. He whimpered in his sleep and you just pushed his hair back as a sign of silent comfort. You made yourself comfortable in the bed and scrubbed his back, allowing him to snuggle into your body. You laid awake all through the rest of the night waiting for the sun to rise and pour through the bottoms of your blinds. Your alarm also began to play as you continued to rub Twice’s back.

“Jin….Jin, wake up.” Your voice was as soft as you could possibly manage. There was pure kindness coming off of it.

“5 more minutes, please. You feel great.” He mumbled into your chest. He rubbed his face on you and held you tighter than before.

You coo at him and try to readjust yourself to be more comfortable. The feel of his bare chest and the weight of his legs wrapping around your waist was a welcomed weight.

#twice x reader #twice x you #twice x gn! reader #twice #jin bubaigawara #jin x reader #mha #bnha #my hero academia #ask #DD answers

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A COLLECTION [ updated: 8 . 23 . 21 ]

—NETFLIX & CHILL.

summary If you planned things right, you could rain down your raging displeasure on Jeon Jungkook right after the meal but before this proposed ‘Netflix and chilling,’ maybe dramatically throw your glass of wine at him, before storming out of his place and reporting him to the authorities (Namjoon) for his douchebag personality. warnings smut in the forms of grinding, oral (f), cum eating, vanilla unprotected sex, dirty talk misc use of the oldest trick in the book (“your hands are sooo big”), shy oblivious AND gentleman jk? pick a struggle, brief ment of app developer kook, evil and conniving oc word count 10.2k posted june 12, 2020

—HULU & WOOHOO.

summary But there’s more important matters to attend to than Jungkook’s Jersey Shore boner. warnings slight feelings of insecurity, smut in the forms of fingering, cunnilingus, cum eating, squirting, hand jobs, unprotected sex, riding, slight praise kink misc if you’re not a Jersey shore fan honestly GET OUT, mentions of capitalism😡, more kind/understanding kook, basically a “what are we?” fic but silly, irresponsible emailing habits, its so dumb just read word count 6.3k posted july 4, 2020

—IMAX & CLIMAX.

summary The occasional dark horse candidate among Barbie movie binges— Jungkook gets weirdly horny and fucks you to the tune of a classic Barbie movie soundtrack. warnings smut in the form of blowjobs, tit play, praise kink, standing sex, unprotected sex, reverse cowgirl (? kinda), daddy kink that morphs into ily kink misc jk is an avid history channel viewer, jk hates Barbie movies ik we took an L today girls 😔, jk goes thru like 4 personality changes (commanding > soft > mean > in love), honestly idk what to tag it’s a mess, he’s still cheesy and romantic but also 👀 just read word count 9.8k posted august 5, 2020

—KISSANIME & FOREPLAY.

summary You get a glimpse of the KissAnime screen for a good two seconds before about seven ads pop up. Another tab to a raunchy hentai website opens, and Jungkook groans. warnings mentions of hentai, smut in the forms of cunnilingus, masturbation (f), oral (f), use of a sex toy, fingering, nipple play, face sitting/fucking/riding idk (f), praise kink, hints of dumbification, cum eating, jk is like passive aggressive in this one, 4 (f) orgasms, this is the kicker: sub kook at the end😳, like 2 sec of dom yn lol, & u get 0.002 sec of adams apple kink misc more dumb story lines, made up sex stores bc my creativity knows no bounds, Jungkook plays nice but is actually mean for the majority of it, once again doyeon plays a pivotal role in the furthering of women empowerment, internal love monologues about jk best boy<3 word count 8.2k posted september 1, 2020

—DISNEY+ & BUST.

summary There’s a pounding on your door a little past noon, so hard and rough, that you almost think it’s the police finally coming to catch you for all your years of illegally pirating Phineas and Ferb. It’s not. It’s just a really drunk boyfriend wailing for your forgiveness at the door. warnings arguments, feelings of insecurity, bit of asshole jk, smut in the forms of humiliation, dumbification, choking, fingering, spit kink, self punishment (? idk lol), unprotected but [ passionate ] sex, jk losing his cool, the return of mean jk, desperate jk, he is actually an emotional mess in this one wtf misc angst, anniversaries, the L word😳, app developer kook, rip ‘pretty girl’ </3, we all become phineas and ferb stans word count 13k posted september 9, 2020

—ESPN & BDSM.

summary You would like to personally thank every loud-mouthed, ESPN commentator out there for saving you from Jungkook’s dangerous seduction skills. warnings smut in the forms of brief femdom, handcuffs, nipple clamps, blindfolding, flogging/use of a riding crop, soft dom kook, cunnilingus, spitting, unprotected but passionate, degradation, as always it starts horny n then turns into I love u kink misc kook has a swollen ankle so idk how he did all this, jk abuses the fuck outta pet names part 7, revenge gone wrong tbh, this was honestly a beginner’s intro to vanilla bdsm word count 12.7k posted september 14, 2020

—YOUTUBE & USE LUBE.

summary You can’t believe this is Jungkook’s preferred sick day treatment; YouTube, cuddles, and an ugly amount of lube. warnings smut in the forms of nipple play, handjobs, spit kink, face riding, unprotected, flavored warming lube, riding, praise kink, soft femdom, missionary bc his eyes are pretty, tit sucking, tit fucking, more jk has an impreg kink, oh and this is all subby kook misc domesticity baby!! fluff, soft scenes /.\, jk is sick:((, doyeon is A Doctor, yn sees an opportunity and she grabs it, surprise ending <3 word count 8.7k posted september 30, 2020

—VIKI & HICKEYS.

summary Just like in those Viki dramas Jungkook likes, the world around you is enveloped in shades of pink and red, kisses and hearts, so many goddamn roses it makes you sneeze. It’s absolutely perfect— nothing could possibly go wrong when there’s so much love in the air. warnings a little hurt + a lot of comfort, mentions of cheating!villain!jin, insecure!kook, emotional breakdowns, mentions of jk’s lonely past, jk cries :( smut in the forms of making out, eating out, fingering, clit play, hickeys, jk likes cum, double orgasm, squirting, tiny praise kink, blindfolding, rough + unprotected sex, doggy style, choking!!!, breeding/impreg kink, JEALOUS KOOK, mini hand kink, a lil bit of spanking, degradation, he gets progressively meaner lol oc cries, jk is a good boy n I want him to be happy misc there’s a lot of fuckin plot omfg -_-, it’s Valentine’s Eve!, doyeon makes Some Points, mentions of park seojoon juicy ass, they go on a d8 😳, oc like rlly wants to marry him, oc commits double phone homicide word count 16.3k posted january 14, 2021

—PEACOCK & SWEET TALK.

summary “I wanna watch Solange in Bring It On,” Jungkook smiles, and you have to wonder who exactly this blond man is and what he did with your teen-movie-hating boyfriend. warnings smut in the forms of kissing, cunnilingus (eating out + fingering), light praise, a lil body worship, jk fat cawk, brief nipple play, playful jk, unprotected sex, riding and missionary, the jk hand kink, I love you kink, jk wants nudes, jk’s cheerleader fantasies mentioned, spit kink, light choking, jk has like a scent kink (?), mention of collars and pet play misc app developer jk becomes even MORE app developer-y, oc is anti-google, there's plot, a 2 year anniversary, Solange knowles appreciation, BLOND JK!!!, gets sappy for a sec, seahorse marriage mention, doyeon x joon side pairing, jk is disgustingly dreamy and oc is threatened by that fact word count 10.7k posted march 23, 2021

— CRUNCHYROLL & RAIL.

summary Never mind the fact you really like Sailor Moon, or that you really want to pay attention to every little detail; the moment becomes Jungkook and his big smile and his red cheeks and the tiny box he produces from within his pocket. warnings smut in the forms of making out, jk nipple play, some 69 action, cunnilingus, blowjobs, brief choking, jk trying his best to listen to oc but he doesn’t rlly :/, fingering, missionary bc his eyes are pretty, unprotected fuckin raw, its romantic but when is it not… misc fluffy and domestic <3, weekend getaway <3, the Big Question, shy jk, sailor moon supremacy, jk makes this big elaborate speech about the sun and moon, mentions of 240p YouTube quality word count 8.7k posted may 21, 2021

—FUNIMATION & PROCREATION.

summary Never mind your upcoming wedding, this was perhaps the greatest moment of your life— the day Jungkook sought out an anime on his own. warnings kissing, smut in the forms of cunnilingus, cum eating, mentions of anal, doggy style, unprotected sex with the intention of pregnancy, spitting, hand holding<3 misc the wedding night, Doyeon strikes again, jjk watches jjk, oh no not twins word count 9.1k posted july 31, 2021

—BOOMERANG AND BANG.

coming soon

—COOKIES & CREAM.

summary Jungkook will watch a thousand cheesy Christmas movies if it meant making you happy. (And maybe having his dick sucked.) warnings smut in the form of blowjobs, face fucking, cum facials, fingering, overstim, double orgasm, r*mantic sex, riding, unprotected, cream pies, jk does this weird thing where he licks her face yeah idk, jk loves seeing his gf cry, jk has an obsession with jizz misc jk pov !!, eggnog slander, jk hates xmas movies, oc dresses like a sexy mrs claus, Elf !!, jk is in loooove word count 7.1k posted december 23, 2020

— TUTUS & TIARAS.

summary your first pregnancy through the lens of your husband warnings smut in the forms of penetrative sex, sex while pregnant, unprotected sex, tit play, cunnilingus, mutual masturbation, sticking the tip in and jacking off/cockwarming?, creampies, nose kink (? like she grinds against his nose), infatuation with scent, frottage/grinding, lactation kink, titluvr jk [bass boosted] misc married ncouple <3, domesticity, jk pov, mood swings, pregnancy, GIRLDAD!JK, DILF!JK, pregnant!reader, jk’s kids are virgos its true word count 10k posted august 23, 2021

— one.

summary Maybe Jungkook wasn’t always as cool and composed as you initially believed. But that’s okay, because you love him all the same. word count 1.3k posted September 10, 2020

—two.

summary Even after all these years, all these doubts, and all this solitude that was really no one’s fault but his own, he still finds himself hoping that maybe you’ll be the one. word count 1k posted september 11, 2020

—three.

summary But Jungkook loves the sun. word count 1.5k posted september 12th, 2020

—four.

summary For the last ten minutes or so his mind has been bothered by one thing and one thing only— the hair that hung in his face. word count 800 words posted september 22, 2020

—five.

summary Startled and inexperienced, he can’t do anything but rub his hands over your back. “It’s fine, it’s fine,” he murmurs, even though it’s not. word count 1.3k posted september 22, 2020

—six.

SUMMARY Jungkook enjoyed pushing you down, indulging you in all your little fantasies, but he too had some he wanted to live out. WC 1.8k POSTED september 25, 2020

—seven.

summary And lastly, Jungkook will bring it full circle by indulging you two in some good old fashion spooky sex where he nuts inside you because the only thing scarier than a scary movie is a pregnancy scare. It’s a perfect plan. word count 2k posted october 30, 2020

—eight.

summary You always do this— always ask for more. You take and you take until there’s nothing left for Jungkook to give. But Jungkook is the same. word count 1.9k posted december 28, 2020

—nine.

summary “I think that, like— me and you? We’re like, totally destined,” you ramble, “you should, like, take my number! And maybe we can, like— Netflix and chill one of these days?” word count 2.2k posted january 8 2021

—ten.

summary See, there’s no one in this world who ignores his house rules more than you. Even worse, there’s no one on this planet who can make Jungkook ignore his own rules like you do. word count 1.4k posted february 14, 2021

—eleven.

summary You’re too bright, too… there. His shell is too small. word count 1.2k posted may 3, 2021

—twelve.

summary Anyway, if it was up to Jungkook, Kim Doyeon would not be a member of the Engagement Ring Committee. word count 1.4k posted may 8th, 2021

—thirteen.

summary Because for as much shit as you let him get away with, Jungkook is certain you’ll draw the line today. word count 1k posted june 13, 2021

—fourteen.

summary Jungkook needs you to know that you can always count on him. word count 1.3k posted july 6, 2021

—fifteen.

summary It’s Jungkook’s teenage fantasy— being pushed down by a cheerleader. word count 3.1k posted august 9, 2021

— sixteen.

summary Your skin is warm and smells like sunshine. Jungkook can’t really explain it. (And also like the sunscreen you had doused him in earlier, but that isn’t as romantic.) word count 1.9K posted august 11, 2021

—seventeen.

summary She looks his way and suddenly Jungkook is nineteen again, in his dorm, listening to the first person he ever thought he loved telling him he’s too much to handle. word count 1.6k posted august 18, 2021

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gardenerian · 2 years

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Dear Mel,

This weekend, Ian and Mickey got invited to a baby shower! It's for one of the moms at their new apartment complex, and Ian is so excited about it. You know, baby fever, a little nudge nudge, we should have one too to Mickey kind of thing.

Mickey, as usual, sees right through him. But he goes along, Ian's in that cute, excited as a puppy mood and the food's probably gonna be bomb. That bitch Marta from 3C is catering, and she once made them a mean casserole.

Turns out, Mickey ends up having way more fun than he was expecting. The food was great, but the baby stuff hanging on the walls and shit were sort of cute, too. Not that he would admit that.

However, Ian is the one who gets antsy afterwards. All the talk about doctor's appointments, baby furniture, pre-school ("Mick, did you hear Brit is already looking at schools? She's not even 30 weeks pregnant!" "Who the fuck is Brit, man?" *chewing noises*) made his head a bit dizzy. He feels overwhelmed, maybe he's not fit for this? What if he messes it up? And fuck, he can't even tell Mickey about that, he's the one who "pushes" Mickey about having kids. Maybe he doesn't even want them and just agrees with Ian so the subject will die (which is totally Ian's head messing with him. Mickey wants kids just as much as Ian at this point).

So, they get home. And Ian is weirdly quiet, mind going a thousand miles per minute but body not moving, he's stuck sitting on their couch staring at nothing. And Mickey knows what this is. And he thinks he knows why he's like this.

My question is, how does Mickey comfort Ian about that?

ah debs! i can see this happening so clearly. ian has such a vision for their future and he believes in it so much! and he believes so fully in mickey. ian wants to make a family and be a dad - and he especially wants to do it with mickey. it just feels natural! but i bet there are moments when the reality of it all settles over him. how much there is to plan for, how scary and real and important it is. and there are surely moments of real doubt about his own ability to handle it.

so yes - mickey sees it all playing out, he can see the thoughts bouncing around ian’s head. i don’t think he’ll ask about it directly, not right away. he’ll sit next to ian on the couch and comment on the shower - probably about the food or lack of booze. just a little thing to get ian’s attention. ian will just nod or smile a bit, and mickey can move in there. kinda like the deleted scene?

“that was a lot, huh?” or “you tired now?” - a little question to alert ian to the fact that mickey can sense something’s up, even though he probably already knows. but it gives ian a chance to sigh and deflate a bit, lean into mickey and let go of the tension. ian will start and stop, he doesn’t want to freak mickey out or make a whole Thing of it. but when mickey opens his arms and raises an eyebrow, it all comes out. the worries and fears and regrets. mickey just listens, rubbing at his back. hums a bit as ian speaks.

when ian quiets down, mickey keeps holding onto him. stays quiet for a minute, lets the words settle. after a moment - “you wanna know what i think?” and ian will nod. always. mickey will tell him that ian takes care of them all, he sees to their needs and loves them fully and completely. and at the end of that day, that’s what matters. that’s where you start. and they’ll learn this, they’ll learn it together and they’ll help each other because they are partners in everything. mickey will be there to back ian up when he feels unsteady, and he knows ian will do the same for him. and they have so much support in their corner. they won’t ever be alone in this. what ian gives to the world and their family - they will show up and give that right back. and mickey will tell him that it’s normal and okay to be scared shitless (he still is, too), but he knows ian can do it. he knows ian was made to care and love and nurture, and he wants to see ian try. he wants to see ian succeed - and he wants to be part of it. mickey feels sure of himself because he has this partnership! ian will smile a big tearful smile and kiss his husband, thank him quietly, and tell him that he loves him. they’ll stay wrapped up in each other, making little plans until it’s time for bed ✨

#i said So Much #sorry 😭#i love this though #the ways they lift each other up #GAHHH #debs your mind 🥺💓#mel answers #long post

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superhero--imagines · 3 years

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Part 2 Here! / Part 3 Here! / Part 4 Here! / Part 5 Here! / Part 6 Here!

A/N: not superhero themed. I just read midnight sun and had this idea and I don’t feel like making another blog so.... hope you like twilight lol

There will be a part two, and just a reminder, I’m still looking for beta readers so DM if you’re interested!

* It probably starts with you reading midnight sun, you remember reading the books/watching the movies when you were younger.

* Man, you really forgot how bad this book was. The writing itself is good, but the plot...

* It’s like everything revolves around Bella, everything is created for her.

* You almost feel bad for the other characters

* Well, whatever, you’ll finish the rest of the book tomorrow and never think about that awful franchise again.

* When you wake up you feel an ache in your head. But you didn’t drink last night, maybe you’re dehydrated

* You shift, noting the smooth silk of the covers. Now you’re alarmed.

* You don’t have silk sheets

* You see a mirror in the corner of the room, and rush over

* The face that looks back at you is different then yours

* It’s the same in some ways, but different all the same

* The curve of your nose is slightly off, your lips are thinner, eyes a little closer together.

* The memories begin to flood in, in this world you were on a graduation trip with your parents, you got an all inclusive package. Three days of sightseeing in Volterra.

* You got sick on the last day, when you were signed for a tour of the castle, your parents went without you

* That was the last you saw of them

* You dumbly followed, asking question where you shouldn’t. And ended up at the volturi’s door

* Aro had grasped your hand to see how much you knew, only too see nothing. Likewise Jane’s powers did not work as well

* They were astounded by this, it appears this was several years before Bella was introduced to the story

* And so, you became a prisoner of the tower

* Your soul must have been in this body for quite some time, but you’ve only remembered now, that’s the only explanation for why their powers didn’t work on you. Your consciousness is not of this world.

* There’s a short knock on your door

* “Are you decent?”

* You call back and Alec pops his head in.

* “Ready to go to the library?”

* He looks so kind. The boyish grin that stretched across his face as you shook your head.

* It was in direct contrast to the sadistic personality you had become accustomed to in the books

* “I need a few more minutes”

* You half expect him to lash out at you for being slow. By he only nods, closing the door and waiting outside for you to finish.

* He was you friend. You realized

* He IS your friend

* You think back as you turn on the faucet. He didn’t like you at first, being assigned to guard a human was insulting

* But he started to warm up to you once he heard you play the piano

* This body was quite used to the ivory keys. And so you charmed him as best you could, half for your survival, because the happier you kept him the less likely he was to kill you.

* And half because- you were so lonely, the Loneliness echoed in this body like an ache. Suddenly an orphan, in a continent where you knew no one. All you had was this boy.

* How long have you been here? You kept a talley at one point, but abandoned it after the thirtieth day. What was the point? You would either die or become one of them

* A shiver erupts through at the thought, in your past life you were a vegetarian, you didn’t relish in the idea of killing something alive and moving.

* You pull on a sweatshirt, ripping of the chanel tag. They bought you the nicest things money could buy, the most lavish food you could have.

* They did the same thing with the tourists they lured, keeping them happy and well fed, the same way the cows that became wagyu beef might be cared for. That way when it came time to slaughter, the meal was that much more delicious.

* You suspected this was similar, that should you be an unnecessary addition, you would make a meal suitable for their palette

* Alec basically talks your ear off the entire way to the Volturi library, mostly about literature

* “What are your thoughts on Anna Kerenina?”

* “That the patriarchy needs to be burned to the ground.”

* “That is.... valid”

* He even talks when you’re at the library, much to the annoyance of a few of the other patrons

* “Which book are you looking for now?”

* You stop mid motion on the ladder and turn to look at him. His ruby eyes glowing, he looks bloated. Like he’s fed too much.

* “Alec, why are we friends?”

* You really should keep your mouth shut. Alec was the only real ally you had, you shouldn’t say anything that might put him off

* And yet, it unnerved you, because the Alec in front of you was a very different character then the one you had come to see.

* He looks at you like you hung the moon,

* “Because you’re the most interesting human in the world”

* You burst out laughing, earning several glares.

* “I-I’m sorry Alec, but I’m not, I’m just the most interesting human you KNOW, there’s way more people who are more interesting than me.”

* You expect to see him offended, and he does, but there’s a twinkle in his eyes

* “I’m not so sure about that”

* The days creep by, reading books, eating snacks, it’s nice

* You learn, that Alec hasn’t talked to a human in a very long time. Outside of the screams he heard after devouring one.

* He hasn’t been outside the castle walls in many years, possibly a century.

* “What’s the best part of the human world?” He asked you once

* It’s the 90’s, so smartphones haven’t been invented yet.

* “One tree hill and friends”

* “Well you have a friend right here”

* “No friends the show”

* “The what?”

* And that’s how you got Alec hooked onto cable television

* Who knew the cure to vampire- sadism was a healthy dose of Jennifer Aniston fumbling about on screen

* “Is this what life is like?”

* You shrug, it was what college had been like for you in your past life.

* “It’s kinda what schools like, but i never got to be on my own”

* This body was only 18 after all.

* Alec doesn’t say anything, but his expression falters

* Alec’s only now starting to understand the life you will be denied once Aro decides when to turn you

* Jane joins later

* One day when you and Alec are lazing around the library when she appears, she says nothing, just sits down next to Alec and reads a book

* You’re sure they hear the uneven thumping of your heart as you turn back to your book. Her power doesn’t work on you, you remind yourself

* Not that she even needs it, she could snap you apart like a Kit Kat bar

* And if it came down to it, you’re sure Alec would let her, he might like you but his loyalty’s always remained with his sister

* “So... you watch human television together?” Her bright red eyes flickered from Alec to you.

* You nodded, never sure what exactly it was that would set Jane off

* You had seen enough in the books to know her moods were compatible at best.

* “I would...like to join” she awkwardly looking away, and you were sure if she could, she would be blushing.

* Honestly it’s kind of cute.

* “Sure, the more the merrier”

* And that’s how you basically adopted the sadist twins

* It’s a little harder to get Jane to open up, but once you make a comment about how Phoebe was the best character in friends, she starts to open up

* “Humans are cruel, even when they’re kind it’s only because they want something from you.”

* “Is that what you think about me? That I’m only nice to you because I want something?” she meets your eyes for a few minutes before turning away

* “I’m not sure”

* You understand very gradually why they’re so twisted

* They’d been treated terribly during their human life, in every kind act lingered a dark shadow, in even minor misunderstanding the image of a monster

* Their centuries in the Volturi didn’t help. Under Aro’s ruthless tutelage, and Caius’s sadistic tendencies, They had no one they could trust but each other.

* They were only surviving just as you were

* “Sometimes I wonder how much of my loyalty is real, and how much of it is Chelsea.” She whispers one day, so quietly you barley hear it

* You rest your hand on hers, it’s the only comfort you could think to offer

* When Jane grasps your hand in hers, she breaks every bone in your hand

* She doesn’t understand the pained screams or your mangled hand fit a second, and then she realizes what she did

* Alarmed she carries you halfway around the castle screeching for someone to help

* You pass out from the pain, when you come to you’re in your bed, a very cold hand holding your own

* “How are you feeling?” You don’t recognize this vampire, but you don’t really know anyone outside of Alec and Jane.

* You feel light headed, a warm feeling washing over you, you must be on some strong drugs

* “My body’s still grieving, but my mind is sharp.”

* It’s incoherent at best, but there’s truth to it, your body is still grieving for your parents and the life you’ve lost, but your otherworldly mind is ten steps ahead, cross referencing every action.

* The man offers a short chuckle

* “You really did a number on your hand. I’ve done what I can but...”

* You look down to your hand, half surprised by the bright yellow cast encasing it

* You had figured you would wake up to be a vampire, it just made sense, these were unfamiliar human aches to them after all and vampirism was a simple and effective cure

* They must want something from you, if they’re keeping you human

* You suspect it’s something along the lines of how they waited until Jane and Alec were burning at the stake to save them, so their power would be that much more potent

* Maybe they’re doing the opposite with you, trying to make you as happy as possible to see what effect it has on your ability

* It’s too bad you don’t have one

* “Thank you for your hard work.” You mumble, being human for a little bit longer is well worth the pain.

* “How did you break your hand?”

* “I held Janes’ hand”

* Your doctor let’s out a short laugh

* “That sounds about right”

* You smile, it does sound right, of course you would break your hand that way

* The conversation flows naturally after that, you talk about all sorts of things

* “You think vampires have souls?” He quirks an eyebrow

* “I’m of the opinion that a soul is something you create through hardship and struggle, being able to live longer means that you have more opportunities to have the experiences that result in a soul”

* “That’s an intriguing notion, I wish I had brought my son with me.”

* You’re about to ask about his son, when you’re interrupted by the door swimming open

* “I heard you were awake, are you alright?” Alec rushes in, his eyes frantic

* “Yeah these drugs are top notch” you press the button that releases the pain killers and let out a giggle

* “Is that alright? Humans are awfully sensitive.” Jane pipes up from behind Alec, you hadn’t noticed her in your haze.

* Your doctor chuckles

* “I’m aware,” he’s smiling but it’s strained

* “What’s wrong?” You ask, he was so calm until a second ago, he doesn’t answer you

* “I’ll give you three a moment.”

* You only register he’s gone when you hear the door close

* The twins rush over to you, Jane is kneeled by your side, while Alec hovers over you

* “I-I’m sorry I hurt you, I forgot-I didn’t remember.” You we’re sure Jane would be crying if she could

* “It’s okay, I know you didn’t mean it.” You raise your cast encased hand and give her a gentle pat on the head. “From now on, physical signs of affection will just be one sided.” You joke, which makes Jane grin

* “I’ll practice with some animals before I try touching you again”

* The three of you chat for a bit, they’re both surprised by your cast and ask several questions about its “primary function”

* “I didn’t know there was a doctor here” you murmur, feeling drowsy

* “Carlisle’s not with the Volturi, he’s from another coven in the new world.”

* Your drowsiness flies away in a second

* “That was Carlisle?”

* Jane looks somewhat confused but nods.

* A flutter of hope erupts in your chest, it’s so strong even your grief stricken body feels it

* You might have a chance. It’s slim, Carlisle has a family he loves and needs to protect. But still, they were strangers once too. No different than you.

* It’s a way out of here

* The next few days follow in a drugged haze, Alec and Jane visit every so often, and Carlisle engages you in occasional conversation while checking progress on your hand

* “Why are your eyes gold?” You know, but well, you need him to believe the lie

* “It’s a bit of a long story” he says with a wary smile.

* “I’m not going anywhere”

* He sighs, a genuine smile encompassing his face as he recounts the tale.

* Even though you’ve already heard it all before, it still makes you cry

* Even in the haze, you know something’s.... off

* There’s something about the way Alec won’t meet your eyes when he talks to you, and the uneasy weight that lingers in the air whenever someone else is in the room

* On the third day, it’s Aro who visits you, Alec and Carlisle in tow behind him.

* “Oh my, all that internal bleeding, how awful”

* Even you can feel the insincerity, but it’s the first you heard about internal bleeding

* So that explains it, the drugs and the aches all along your body, it wasn’t just your hand, you were dying

* “Don’t worry, we’ll save you” Aro’s smile is cruel “won’t we Alec?”

* Alec looks afraid, almost pained, but he nods

* Ah, so this was punishment for Alec too. Until that moment, when Jane broke your hand, Aro must have been ignorant to how close the three of you had gotten.

* You close your eyes, you knew this would happen eventually. There were only two ending to this story, and it seemed one had finally been picked

* You feel a pinch on your neck, right above your collar bone, no worse than a flue shot.

* You wait for the pain, the vivid screams you remember from the books and movies, but it never comes.

* Instead it’s just a warm numbness that spreads across your neck and left shoulder.

* “It doesn’t hurt” you murmur, you feel a cold hand rest against your forehead, Alex’s hand.

* It’s so gentle, he must have practiced on some animals first, you think.

* “No the pain comes later.”

* And so you drift into inky black unconsciousness, the last sleep of your human life in this world.

* You dream that you’re sitting at the bottom of a tree, a fig tree, like the one Sylvia Plath wrote about

* Each fig a different path, half of them have already fallen off, dark, as they rot at your feet

* “How do you do it?”

* You look to your side and find the person who’s face you see in the mirror, they’re hugging their knees to their chest, dark circles under their eyes

* “How do I do what?” You ask, they bite their lip

* “How can you be so strong when you’ve just lost everything?”

* You see their eyes brim with tears, and you look away, to the tree that looks over you both

* “I don’t know” It’s the truth, you have an unfair advantage in this world, because you know all the secrets each person carries, while yours remain shrouded in darkness. And yet... it’s not why you persevere

* “All I do know, is that I want to give them hell”

* Your counterpart grins at that, and to your surprise, you feel a smile stretch out across your face

* Yeah, it’s not about power, you just want raise some hell in this backwards misogynistic world.

* “I guess that’s the one you’re picking then huh?” Your counterpart points to a fig, it’s on the tallest branch of the tree, so far out of reach it almost seems unobtainable

* But you only nod

* “Yeah, I think that’s the way I’m going to go”

* They look at you and smile.

* “If you ever get the chance, I hope you punch that jerk Aro right in the face”

* You laugh.

* When you finally awake, you’re still laughing. A smile etched onto your face.

* Everyone’s there, all looking at you with concerned glances.

* Yeah, you’re going to have a lot of fun in this world.

#twilight #twilight saga #twilight imagine #twilight headcanon #Volturi headcanon #Alec imagine #edward cullen imagine #carlisle cullen #superhero--imagines

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So you know who people IRL will fetishize Gay and Lesbians couples? Well in Omegaverse I think people would do the same thing towards Alpha / Alpha or Omega / Omega couples. I just think people would ask Omega invasive questions like "who's the Alpha" or ask them really perverted stuff like asking them to make out or asking to join/watch their heats. Or just like how people who are obsessed with Yaoi in IRl would treat Alpha couples as sexual objects and not real couples and people.

Yeah dude, that totally makes sense. I feel like on top of the invasive comments you mentioned, those ideas would also be entrenched in medicine. Doctors might frown on o/o relationships because they are ~concerned~ for the omegas’ reproductive health, when really, the omegas are perfectly healthy with each other. Yknow how some sexist doctors irl will dismiss women’s requests because they have a gross, patronizing sense of entitlement to women’s bodies? That’s kinda what I’m talking about ^^^.

As for a/a relationships, you mentioned that they might be oversexualized. I wonder if people would assume a/a couples are rowdy and irresponsible, that they just need to settle down with a nice omega or a level headed beta. That might lead to discrimination against alpha couples in things like applications for an apartment, a loan, etc

I see a/a and o/o as dynamiqueer along with transdynamic because I think those relationships could be radical in many verses

#asks #sunny post #dynamiqueer #miscecanis #misceanimalis #omegaverse #a/b/o #alpha beta omega #alpha/alpha #omega/omega #alpha x alpha #omega x omega #a/b/o verse headcanon #a/b/o headcanon #omegaverse headcanon

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Never - Winchester Brothers Imagine (Supernatural)

Title: Never

Pairing: Winchester Brothers X Platonic!Reader

Requested: by @shinestuart

Word Count: 1,084 words

Warning(s): torture, injury, cussing

Summary: (Season 11) It was stupid of the boys to believe that Amara was unaware of the one thing that could've killed her. Now, they had to face the consequences of dragging (Y/n) into the hunting world.

Author's Note: I kinda worked with my imagine "Milkshakes" more than anything else. I think it was where I most explicitly noted the reader as a weapon.

Hey! I did a rewrite of the ending of Supernatural. It took a really long time to complete, so it would mean a lot to me if you check it out. Here’s a link! (it’s on my personal account)

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I gasped as I woke up.

I looked around. It was a warehouse or an old factory. It was dark and empty. The windows were too high for me to see out of. I didn't see any light coming through them. It was nighttime.

There were candles surrounding the whole building. I wasn't pegging Amara for the "pay the electrical bill" type. She was definitely more of the, "make sure to set the mood" type.

I was tied to a metal cross. My arms spread out, wrists tied to either end. My legs tied together and to the pole behind me. There was another rope around my waist to hold me still.

Amara stood before me. Grace and power. The two elements that could perfectly instill fear. I pulled on the restraints on my arms.

"Hello," she greeted. "I believe you know my brother."

"Not personally," I bit back. I had only known them for a matter of months, but Sam and Dean had already impacted how I acted.

She chuckled.

I tugged on my restraints again.

"I know about you," she explained. "God's perfect weapon. Probably that only thing that could defeat me."

"You should be scared of me then."

"Oh, no," Amara held and hand out and I felt my throat closing. "I don't need to. First of all, the- admittedly complex- sigil carved into that pole will stop your powers. Second of all... I have an offer. You have two choices, you can die or... you work with me."

She stopped choking me. I coughed as I tried to catch my breath.

I looked her in the eye, "Go to hell."

Suddenly, she was right in front of me, grabbing my jaw so I couldn't move my head.

"What was that," she sneered.

"I said, 'go to hell,'" I replied. She let go of my chin. "I will not help you destroy the world."

"Why because it's so great?"

"Because the people I love are here."

"The people the Winchesters dragged you away from?"

I fell silent, clenching my jaw.

Suddenly, I was choking again.

"You have nothing keeping you here. Join me and I can give you a purpose. Teach you to use your gift."

She released her grip again. I spit in her face.

"No," I said with a shaky voice.

It felt like I took a phantom punch to the gut.

"Oh sweetie," she teased. "You are in for a long night."

--time skip--

She was right.

It felt like days of the same cycle. Hitting, choking, and then negotiating for me to join her.

I always said no.

I held onto my free will and was ready to face death for it.

My body was weaker now. Arms barely holding up, legs weak, my head hanging down.

I yelped when there was a sudden jerk on my hair.

"You could make this all stop," she taunted.

"Go. To. Hell," I repeated like I always had.

She growled at me and used her powers to grab my throat, "You ungrateful, cowardly, selfish little-"

Amara didn't finish her speech before she was thrown into the far wall behind me.

I could barely even process what was happening before Sam was in front of me, untying the ropes.

"Sam," I muttered, voice weak and head spinning.

"We're here, we've got you," he promised.

I reached out and grabbed his shoulders as he worked on the ropes by my legs.

"What's going on," I asked.

"I'll explain in a minute," he said.

Sam was then thrown across the room. I almost collapsed as disappeared.

I was frantic.

I pulled at the ropes around my legs, convinced that I was going to die in a minute. My legs were weak and probably had some blood flow cut off earlier.

"Hey, hey," Dean was at the side of the platform, helping me down carefully. "There you go."

"I got them," Sam promised, running over from wherever he had been thrown. "Go help Cas and Chuck."

Who the hell was Chuck?

He helped me into the backseat, "Are you okay?"

"I feel like one massive bruise," I muttered. He sat next to me, letting me rest on his shoulder. "You should go help them."

Sam shook his head, "No, I was told to protect you."

I nodded against his shoulder. I was getting tired after all that had happened.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled. "It was my idea to drag you into this world. I knew the risk but I was just so desperate to stop Amara that I... I didn't care."

"I'm okay," I moved so my chin was on his shoulder. "I just need to work more."

"You shouldn't have to carry this weight-"

"I wouldn't have agreed to go with you guys if I thought that," I cut him off. "I'm alright now, Sam. Don't blame yourself for this."

Sam didn't speak. I knew that he didn't believe me. But he didn't speak against me either. He just wrapped his arm around me and held me close to his side.

It was only a minute longer before the others came running out. Dean, Cas, and... that must've been Chuck.

"Who is that," I mumbled to Sam.

"You alright, kid," Dean asked as he got into the driver's seat. Sam didn't have time to answer my question.

"I'm alive," I replied. "Is Amara-"

"She vanished on us," he said. Cas got into the passenger seat and Chuck sat in the back with Sam and me.

"Here, let me," Chuck reached over a touched my forehead.

I took a deep breath as I felt myself healing.

"Better," he asked. I nodded, still tired and not getting off of Sam's shoulder. "I should introduce myself. I'm Chuck... or God."

"What," I asked, now overwhelmed. "You're... You're God?"

"He's telling the truth," Dean promised as he pulled out onto the road quickly.

"Woah," I muttered. "Some of your angels are dicks."

Chuck let out a laugh at my blunt comment. I saw the rest of the car tense up.

"Yeah... that's my fault."

"Oh, I know," I nodded. "Thank you... for helping them save me."

"You're welcome," he grinned at me.

I closed my eyes, relaxing against Sam's shoulder again, wrapping my arms around one of his. I slowly let myself fall asleep.

I knew this life was going to be hard when I first met the boys and I was ready for that. I'd rather it be me suffering than the rest of the world.

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Hi everyone! Sorry for the long wait! Art block (Or writing block?) is the worst and I’ve been busy. I’m also trying to make this a gender neutral story and I’m not too experienced on this so hopefully I’m doing ok so far! Now with that out of the way, on to chapter 2!

“Falling (in love) So Fast That I Can’t Even Think!”

Chapter 2

You take a second to realize that he was holding you a bit tight around the waist, and the silence of the tension began to build every second that neither of you moved.

“Hi?” You ask him. You mentally smacked yourself in the head for that comment. At this point of view, you can see that the, now real and very handsome doctor, eyes were a shade of blue that could take your breath away and-

“Oh, um,” Eggman studdered out a bit softer and less confident the what you have seen him in the show. “Hi.” He finally decided to look around at his predicament and examined your room.

“Where am I?” Eggman finally pulled you back onto the bed, creaking slightly from the unexpected new weight. Your mind finally snaps back into reality as the warmth from his hands fades from your hips, already missing the connection he had. You need to relax, and not freak out the poor man sitting on your bed.

“You’re in my room.” You finally managed to push the words out of your lips. His face turns to confusion and worries at all of the merchandise of not just his universe, but the main Sonic series as well. His mind mostly likely wandered into a ‘crazy fan’ mode and tried to back up. You perk up and lean back slightly, making sure to not fall off the bed this time, but also give him some space to relax. Ivo’s movements began to quicken as he still backs up, almost falling off the other side of the bed. He catches himself and looks at you with a face of slight panic and worry.

“What’s all this? Who are you and what-” You cut him off with a hand slightly raised, signaling to calm down and to relax. “Breath, please. I won’t hurt you.” You promised him as you instruct him through a breathing exercise. After a small bit of confusion between the two of you, you lead the poor man into your living room, hesitantly on his part, and led him down on your couch. Just walking into your kitchen to grab two white ceramic mugs, you hear him clear his throat.

“So, what’s going on?” You can feel his gaze on you as the first mug is filled with hot liquid, the steam coming from the filling mug as your brain thinks of what you should do. You switch mugs, taking out his mug for yours. You take a breath.

You’re in my house, and not in your multiverse.” Finally giving him some type of answer as his, at this point, huge bear paw-like hands, envelope the mug and took a small sip. You went to grab your mug as he commented on the choice of beverage you had given him.

“Hot Cocoa?” The question you as you at on the opposite side of the couch, holding what you liked to think, that at this moment was your liquid courage. You take a small sip and taste the liquid pooling into your body. You almost blush as you remembered the ‘CowBot’ episode where Eggman offered Sonic and Tails hot coco and messed with them, waiting for his machine to arrive.

“I thought you might like it.” You confess as he stairs back into his cup, pondering on his whole situation. He takes a breath and looks at you.

“Can you explain to me how I may have gotten here?” All you could do is nod as you start the long trek into the explanation of who is and on all of your knowledge on how he may have gotten here.

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The next few hours were, as you expected, emotional. You had to start with who you were, where he was, and leading him into the conversation that may or may not have caused way too much emotion for the both of you.

“So the main series follows Sonic and his friends, but mostly Sonic, throughout his adventures fighting his version of the doctor. There in the form of games.” He takes a sec and has a look that tells you to keep going. You explain all the story of how the franchise came to be from the nineties till the game you were kinda worried about. Sonic Adventure 2. You tell him the basic plot points and slowly explain how the Main Univers Doc’s Grandfather died along with his grandchild, Maira. He winces when you explain this and see that he’s shaking whenever the two popped up. When you explained that Shadow was made by his Grandfather, his mood perked up and he getting giddy and you have to admit, his cute squeal of figuring out that somewhere he could be related to one of the most powerful people on his island. You smile and after his cute reaction, keeps the conversation going with more information about the franchise. By the time you had reached the current point of the history of the franchise, the man had a lot of questions.

“So let me get this straight,” Eggman’s posture was lax as he was leaned back into the couch, making himself more at home for the time being. “You’re telling me that the main version of me has released a water monster god, a prototype of Shadow, that is a giant lizard, a god within the earth that’s made of darkness, and tried to play with time and space like it was a toy?” He questioned as he took another sip of his now lukewarm cup of cocoa, stroking his mustache pensively, looking at you for a reasonable answer on why he would do so. “Well the BioLizard thing wasn’t truly his fault, but the rest were planed. And I’m saying ‘planned’ with quotes because I don’t think for a second that he thought a few of those through.” You chuckle at the main Doc’s decisions. While you did think his plans were really good, sometimes you think he may have never really thought things through before going to start his plans. Doc downs the rest of his drink as you realized that your cup is still half full. He sets it on the counter in front of the two of you and leans back into your couch. You smile at the thought that he’s finally warming up to you. In all reality, he could take you down with a swing of his fist and run anytime, but having him trust you this much to serve him a drink and have a nice conversation did bring up some fuzzy feelings you have been trying to push down withing the last few hours.

“So I’m still confused, how did I get here?” Doc asks as he cracks his spin a bit to relax better. You take another sip of your dink and set your cup down. You look him in the eye with a bit of confusion. “I’m not sure. I just watch the DVD and you were the one to start seeing me, after the ending of your battle with Sonic and Tails, that white light appeared and you grabbed me before I fell off my bed.” You look towards him and blush a bit, your face now warm from the memory of the save. “Thank you for catching me, I don’t think a concussion would have helped the situation now, would it?” You try and make the small joke appealing to make it less awkward. He blushes and nods, a small ‘no problem’ slips from his lips as you can see he’s trying to not make eye contact and his cheeks, just slightly visible under his mustache, a small bit of warmth wraps around his cheeks. Your brain gets hit with a moment of clarity and you jump up from the couch and take a second to grab your DVD player from your room, bringing it back to him to study. “I’m not sure if this would help you get back home,” You start, “ But it’s a start.” You also hand him the note that came with the box along with the Sonic figure. He takes the figure first and rolls it over a bit, looking at the detail.

“So this figure and the note came along in the box with the DVDs?” He asked as he set the figure down as he grabbed the note. You blush and remember that wasn’t the only thing in the box. You almost had forgotten the figure of the living breathing man in front of you. You ask him to give you a second and hurry back to your room. Searching the room, you almost give up on finding the figure, until you spot it halfway under the bed. You bend over and grab the figure and examine it. It’s still the same figure, but less detailed now. It actually looks like how one of the box set figures is. Cheaply made and having a missing paint splotch here and there. It still was a good-looking figure though, just not as best made. You start your very slow pace back to the living room, taking a small bit of time to think about something. The Sonic figure was still the same as it was before the doctor arrived, why did the doctor change-. You stop mid-way in your hallway to finally piece a big puzzle together. The figure of the doctor was some type of catalyst for his arrival. Like a gateway to get here. ‘And now that the figure is back to normal, does that mean that the Sonic one-’ You didn’t finish that thought as you hurry back to the living room, the doctor just putting the not back onto the counter. He looks up as grabs the DVD player and sets it onto his lap. He smiles as you enter the room.

“ Hey, you ok?” He asks you as you sit back down next to him, gently grab the Sonic figure, cradling it with some care.

“I’m ok,” You answer with some melancholy in your voice. “It’s just that I’ve been thinking of something that just came to me.” You look over to him, Doc staring back, patiently waiting for you to continue. You take a breath and look him in the eyes. “The box set also came with a figure of you as well.” You explain as you gave him the small toy, his face going into a slight pout over the quality as he looks it over.

“I’m much more handsome than this.” He sulks over the craftsmanship of his figure compared to the one in your hand. You pat him on the back with your free hand, feeling him tense for a sec and then relax. You giggle at the line, remembering it from the 30th-anniversary comic. Your mood lightening up a bit at his reaction. “It was actually just as well made before you appeared in my room.” You explained as you rub your thumber gingerly over Sonic’s quills. Your mood dampens a bit. “I’m really thinking that the figure was the way-”

And a giant flash of white engulfed both of your eyesight. You scream as you feel a sense of weightlessness as you clutch the figure closer to you. Opening your eyes after that flashbang of light, as see that you’re in. You blink and take a look around. You try and gain a scene of where you were as you feel like you were falling down. You see Eggman trying his best not to scream as he is also in the same predicament as you. You look at this ‘tube’ as you decided to call it and take a look a the warping walls. They move with colors that remind you of the goop In Super Mario Sunshine. The colors of yellow, magenta, and white mixing together and making the whole experience feel like a trippy dip around a pipe. The tube had some slight aura to it as it was some type of fuzzy feeling in the back of your spine, not good but not unpleasant either. You look down past your now slightly screaming partner in crime to see a large warp ring that looked something right of the Sonic movie, looking to land right over some type of woods. You realized from the rate your accelerating from and the height from the ring to the ground would lead to more than a few broken bones.

Holding your breath and snaping your eyes closed as you wait for the pain to hit, the now cool air of the new land you arrived on pools into your skin as you want to feel at least a bit of joy knowing that right at the end, you feel cool. You never did feel the ground but instead a pair of arms holding you and the sensation of rocketing back up. Opening your eyes, you see Doc holding you again, having been lifted from the ground by two sleek black jetpack type of wings protruding from the back of his jacket. He looks down at you with a smirk and chuckles a bit.

“We have got to stop doing this.” He’s sarcastic, and the potential way of flirting, way of teasing sends you a bit more than tomato red in the face as you wonder if it’s the altitude of the comment that making it hard to think right at the moment. You almost didn’t hear him as he starts to talk.

“It looks like we’re flying over Seaside Island Jungle.” He starts to explain. “I’m going to fly us back to my lair and we can figure out from there what’s going on.” You look over his shoulder for a brief second to see the portal closing and finally dusting away with a puff of gold sparks. Looking back and see a breathtaking view, seeing the full grand scale of the island from up in the clouds. You can even start making out at sever locations from both seasons. You only think of what’s going to happen next when you see golden sparks emulate from your closed hands and feel a heavyweight in your arms and Doc quickly getting down to the ground, getting to be just at the end of ‘Nameless village’ as your reflexes grab on tightly to what you were holding onto. You both look down and see a very unconscious Sonic the Hedgehog in our arms. You look him over and inspect the teenager and see that he’s breathing, and in an ok shape. You look back at Doc and even he’s surprised by this addition to the group.

“Is he ok?”You question him as he gives Sonic a once over. You getting used to finally landing on the ground, stretching your legs after that small adventure.

‘He’ll be fine after some rest, but he looks exhausted.” Eggman questions as you scoop Sonic back up into your arms, being careful of his quills, making sure you don’t end up looking like a human banana peel. You look over at Doc and he looks like he’s, and you have to look a bit more closely at his expression because he looks, jealous? You ponder on that thought that the man might be jealous of the unconscious blue blur as the both of you set off into town, wondering where to go from here.

“Hey!” You hear a cry from in front of the, three? of you. You look up and see four multi-colored anthropomorphic animals. “What did the two of you do to Sonic?” Cried the two-tailed Kitsune. You see all three, with the exception of Amy, who at this point is trying to stop the trio, of Sonic’s friends close in around you. You give a panicked look to Doc as it dawned on you that Doc and yourself were about to be attacked by Tails, Knuckles, and Sticks.

Shit.

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