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turtlefanboy · 2 years

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hello!! very specific so feel free to decline, but may i request comfort headcanons about 2012 leo with a male s/o thats very passionate about one specific franchise; like he goes on 10 different rants about it and its characters everytime he meets him but because he was made fun of for liking things super intensly before with previous friends, whenever he realizes that he's rambled about it for like 30 minutes he goes "oh god my bad im sorry im really annoying i just dont know when to shut up" and gets sad bcuz he thinks leo hates him talking abt it (yes this is very self indulgent sorry 💀)

A/n: no need to apologize! I will happily write this for you! I have the same problem actually I ramble about shows I’m very passionate and sometimes how my OC’s fit into the story and apologize profusely after I found out I was rambling, and who cares if it’s very self indulgent i made this blog so people could self Indulge and some may even relate to certain fics so it’s okay :). Oh look I just rambled sorry let’s get into the headcannons 😅

She/her Dni

2012! Leo with male S/o rambles about shows he loves.

In all honesty Leo really Loves to hear you talk.

He Especially loves to hear you ramble about shows you love and adore, for hours!

He just finds it so cute!!

And he finds your voice very soothing.

He’ll call you and ask you about a show you love after a fight with Raph or he’s just not having a good day and listen to you talk.

It literally calms him down so much

He just adores you so much

And every time you apologize?

He just kisses you and tells you “it’s okay I love hearing you talk my Prince, continue talking please”

Like- AHHHH

He literally is so in love with you ;-;

Also please let him ramble about space hero’s once in a while.

No one wants to listen to him about his space hero theories.

And if you also listen to him while he’s rambling?

He’s already proposing

If you also love space hero’s and ramble about it to him and ramble with him about theories

Sorry but your already married and adopting kids.

Sometimes he’ll even call you at 2am and ask if you wanna talk about space hero’s

Of course…you say yes cause you can’t say no to your adorable knight.

And when he’s in a coma in season 3?

Your constantly by his side rambling to him about the things you love hoping he would hear you and wake up soon.

And When he’s not able to leave the farm house he just talks to you and ask about any new shows you love and just lays their head in your lap as you ramble about your now favorite show.

Also

when their going for the black hole generator in season four after the earth was swallowed by the black hole generator, and they had to go back in time and to save everyone ?

He goes to the hologram room of the ship and not only goes and talks to Splinter.

But also you and ask you about a show you love and hear the hologram of you ramble about it for hours.

Tears would form in his eyes cause he misses you so much and he just wants to hear the actual you talk again…

And when they do get the black hole generator and save the world.

He runs up and hugs you so tightly and when he’s back in your room at your apartment.

He asks you about a show you love and just listens to you ramble while your in his arms loving the moment.

Also expect a lot more visits and calls from him after that

Poor boy was so worried he lost you forever and thinks that he’s constantly dreaming that he has to make sure your still there :(

In any case leo loves to hear you talk and will ask you to ramble, so no need to apologize and just talk to him and love him as much as you can.

#donnatello #michealangelo #tmnt x reader #tmnt 2k12 #male reader #male reader blog #tmnt leo 2012 #2012 leo #headcanon #leo x reader

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randommagicpotato · 2 years

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Random Potato's first imagine post (its Twisted Wonderland, yay!)

its a bit hard to make it into words, so ill try to describe this imagination of mine

Yuu is from another world like we all know, so what if we adjusted a little to this?

and ofc, there would be OC here so yeah if you dont like OCs just scroll

-Yuu is from another world

-Yuu has a friend who is a spirit, and this spirit guards a library in a vacant “space”

-how did yuu meet the ghost?

-Yuu is bullied (wow. tragic one author 😒) and was trying to hide from those bullies

-accidentally stumbled towards a door and proceeds to meet said spirit

-spirit is friendly, dont be shy

-spirit is like 2nd parent figure (more of a sister to Yuu) after unmentioned parent

-Yuu is now the spirit’s unofficially adopted child

-Yuu can enter/exit the realm freely

-Yuu is given a mirror where he can communicate with said spirit

-one day when yuu exited the realm, just like the original manga/novel script they were knocked out and awoken in the coffin

*insert the entire ceremony pls. the mirror called yuu magicless and the such, grim’s chaos, and skip right to the part where crowley tries to send them home but the mirror said it not exist*

-what do you mean it not exist

-Yuu sad now ;-;

-Crowley ask if there is a identification of some sorts

-Yuu remembered the mirror and tries to contact the spirit

-it worked!!

-Yuu explained, the spirit and Crowley talked for a brief and the spirit asks for Crowley to provide a temporary home for Yuu

-Crowley agrees... not

-cue a very mad spirit, then Crowley agrees because hes gracious

*insert ramshackle thingy, griim returns, the fight with the ghosts, Crowley testing*

-Nighttime arrives, grim already went to sleep and Crowley (he did not leave yet) asks about the spirit.

-suddenly door appeared and a soft voice called out

-Yuu recognized the voice and opens the door

-there the spirit stands in a grand library

here’s a poor attempt of me writing the story

(oh.. i forgor to mention.. my oc is a girl bcuz i cannot write male original characters.. sorry. ill try to make Yuu gender neutral like the game instead)

The spirit softly called out. “Greetings, headmaster Crowley.” She smiled softly

“Ah, greetings to you as well, Miss...?”

“(insert oc name). i am (..). thank you for providing a.. temporary shelter to young Yuu.”

“that is simply something i can afford, for i am so gracious!” Crowley said with pride.

“Then.. I shall explain the situation. Yuu, the moment you stepped out of the door to your world, and was transported here, the tie to your world has been cut off. this realm.. it follows the one it favors where ever they go. You have been here for so long, and this realm has taken a favor to you. Because you were brought here, so too the realm has followed you - and me to this world.”

Yuu looked at her horrified, “what.. what do you mean!?” “what im saying is.. unless You returned to your own world, the gate to that world will never be opened.”

“but, you can do something, right? you are in charge here! there must be something you can do, right?” Yuu said with desperation in their voice, hoping that there is a way for them to go back home

“Forgive me, but i do not control what this realm truly wants. it has a mind of its own, yet could not think for others. it is one of the many flaws it has when it was created.” (..) closed her eyes for a brief moment, and spoke

“Headmaster Crowley, you are gracious, are you not?”

“why, yes I am! I am the most gracious of all gracious people, after all!”

“then it won’t be a problem to let young Yuu stay here, is it not?”

“w..well.. aside for the bills...”

“i will pay for all of that.” (.) said which shocked Yuu and Crowley

“but the currency here is different from my world, how are you so sure?” “I told you, young Yuu. this realm has its own laws. this realm is able to connect to all worlds and make their currency for a limited amount.”

there are sparkles in Crowley’s eyes for a brief moment that no one caught

“well then, I accept! Yuu shall temporarily stay in Ramshackle Dorm! For i am gracious and you have asked nicely!”

“Yes.. gracious indeed. but it is quite late now, both of you must rest, or you’ll be tired tomorrow.”

“ah yes, thats right! well then, we shall be off, Miss (..)!” Crowley said with a small wave

“yeah, thank you, Big Sis.” Yuu said with a small wave and turned to the door with Crowley

“Goodnight, both of you.” (..) waved back to them, and went back to her seat.

end of the small fic, and here’s some extras

-before Yuu explained to (..) about their situation, (..) has known about their situation, and the incident with Grim

-She has a small resentment to Grim for almost hurting Yuu with the fire

-she knows because of the mirror she gave Yuu. it allows her to hear whatever is on the other side, but she respects privacy so she modified it so that she can only hear it when it felt that Yuu is in danger

-Yuu and Grim still have to be janitors, much to (..)’s dismay.

#twst headcanons #twst #twisted wonderland #twst yuu #twst oc #twisted wonderland oc #twst x oc #twst headcanon #twst imagines #edler altefrau

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excessthoughts · 3 years

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16DEC20

Have you seen a TV with no cable cord attached, or a radio not tuned to any channel; that sound you hear is called white noise and the display of the TV in that moment is called snow. Both are the visual and acoustic representation of nothingness. That is what my brain is producing or processing right now, or how its responding to my current environment.

Dad had a little fall while coming out of the loo, he's ok, he grabbed on the coat hanger thingy for balance and it broke. He fell on his hip, mom called me immediately, we picked him up and sat him on the bed. He's ok, atleast he says so, no pain or anything, no visible bruises, he's ok I guess. I love my parents, no doubt in it, but.....now that is a post for a other day.

I can't stop thinking about her, literally, I'm not obsessed, I'm in love, whats the difference? Well, obsession is an unhealthy attachment towards something or someone. Usually how that works is that, whenever you attain that thing or person, a normal person would come back to normal and the obsession that was generated by a want or desire is fulfilled. In short like we say in urdu, "ghar ki murghi daal braber". In terms of a thing, like cigarette or a drug, frequent usage leads to addiction which is bad. But what if we apply that to a person? I'm an idiot, not a psychologist, I speak from my experience and the environment that I grew in. Personally, I got addicted to one person in my life, remember that, yup the first time you lost your appetite. That situation was different though, first of all I was like what 22 23, coming from all boys college, and you found a person, no she found you, she gave her number, she was a semester senior, and I didn't in my wildest dreams thought I had a chance with her. But she made it happen, I was ecstatic, those constant texts, compliments, spending time with each other in uni. The smell of her hair, the way she laughed, the way she stood by and with me in front of everyone with absolutely no shame or embarrassment blah blah blah.......for exactly, I dunno exactly but approximately 4 months? 🤣🤣 yeah, I can't believe I kept a fucking blade in my pocket for a week thinking to "end my miserable existence". Bullshit!

The point isssss i wasn't addicted to HER, I was addicted to the concept of her, of a partner, of someone who would unequivocally stand by my side and have your back. I found that in my friends, y'all know who are.

Anyways got, called for dinner, literally one text from her just calms me the fuck down. God what a woman. Literally I don't want to write anymore 🤣

But I also do, I know this blog is not suppose to chronicle my time with her but here goes 🤪

13Dec20

She agrees to go out with me again, I rushed! I was in bed all day wondering if I would see her again, and I did. Had several things to do but I had to meet her as well, thank God for wonderful khalaaad, he had my back, he returned the speakers and got samosas and rolls from wapda 🤣 i really wanted to give her something again, a rose ofcourse and some chocolates, God that smile, when I gave her the goody bag in the end. Ok ok I'm getting ahead of myself. So khalad told me to go to the phase 5 jalasons instead of valencia, that saved me a ton of time, again amazing khalad.

So I had planned that I will take her somewhere a bit quite where we could talk comfortably, last time that ABCD dude next to us was really loud. So I took her to Mocca in valencia, because its roof top is pretty neat. And yes it was cold, and I didn't put a hat on but it was worth every second. God I couldn't stop looking at her, the light from the side, I saw her eyes properly, they were brown and her pupils were dilated which is actually a good sign, and they were so pretty. She has the kindest eyes, they do have a bit of sadness in them, they are kinda like mine, I dunno, God knows what's her story, its crazy how we haven't talked about each other like our pasts and stuff. It baffles me that she doesn't ask any questions about me, and that kinda scares me of asking her direct questions as well.

I feel like she has pretty high walls built up and she's not sure if she should let me in or not. Or maybe she's just, meh, whatever, not really interested in whatever this is, and doesn't really care or she's just waiting for that admission in Germany, and doesn't want me to get hurt. She has to understand that its tooooo late for that, I would've been devastated the same if I hadn't met her after the wedding.

Anyways, so we talked and talked, well she did i just listened to her, and just looked at her 😍😍 this time all we did was talk about work, I honestly can't remember what else we talked about or what I talked about 😅. Well whatever we did it was fun, I felt she was more comfortable this time, and the best part was she said she had to get back by 8 30 but she didn't, only once she looked at the time, and then at the end I had to tell her that its past 9 and then she said let's go. And also i loooved driving with her, I need to get that stupid window fixed i could barely hear her.

So we come back to where her car was parked and as she exited my car I told her to wait im coming and she said I can go my own, but I had to give her the goody bag. So I opened the first passenger door, I placed it on the seat, and she was like noooooo, and for a moment my heart stopped, and I asked is there an issue taking it home she said she has had too many chocolates, and I was like then ration em, my brain just went floopy and I was saying words that I didn't know I was saying. But in texts she said she can survive the roses because I told her she will have to get used to them.

But then I gathered up some courage, and asked her something that had been bothering me, that if she thought if I was depressive and sad person, she said no, which was a huge relief, bcuz I'm not! AND THEN I told her which I wanted to say for quite sometime, that I'm not infatuated by the time we spent together, the first thing I asked bari after the first dance practice was umama ka kya scene hai, and that I'm not fooling around. Btw bari idiot first reply was amna single hai, I was like what, nigga shut up. Anyways, she just kinda laughed and smiled. God that smile! Her smile is like a fucking window to heaven, it melts you in such a weird way, it brightens up the room, it makes me happy, it has that everything is going to be alright feel to it.

I want to say that to her, how I feel, how she makes me feel, she completes me, she is the missing piece, she is perfect, and I want to spend my life and hereafter with her.

But....there is a chance this may not happen,

now that is a thought that keeps me awake at night,

and makes me loose my appetite.

I don't want to go through that again,

That endless pit of agonising pain.

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skymade · 7 years

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Willow Gone

A drabble from Willow’s best friend, Eryk’s, point of view. It’s long, I’m sorry. These are the texts pertaining to this.

“Errie, how about today?”

Eryk is lain across their bed, staring at the prune colored ceiling for the five-millionth morning in a row -- or so it feels. Little appears to be able to rouse them from their state.

Their mother, aquamarine with cavernous holes littering her face -- a Meldonian -- stands at the doorway. Her tight, bright green hair curls with the consistency of seaweed fall from the crown of her head. They are the same curls that pull at Eryk’s own blue head. Her mouth is nothing but a large slit in the center of her face, but Eryk can understand both her question and the implications deep beyond it.

They do not answer. Normally, Eryk’s love for their mother overrides all else, but now their love for someone else holds them, like chains, in their bed.

“We love you, Errie,” she says, for the five-millionth morning in a row, circular fins with holes reaching towards them. Her voice always sounds as if it comes from deep underwater. “Whenever you're ready, you know. Seconds will wait for you.” She touches them, once, on the leg, then retreats. The door clicks behind her gently.

Eryk closes their eyes and sees her. Not the mother they love -- their best friend. Dark curls, murky eyes, bright purple skin -- one of many things she was mocked for. Willow sky. She was their best friend, from the moment they met to the moment their mother told them she was gone.

In a flash, Eryk can see their entire friendship. The moment she, in a flurry of curls and laughs, sat down next to them during lunch, introducing herself though uninvited. Trekking the mountains of Amyr, them wheezing and her laughing. Her splashing purple water at them and sticking out her tongue when they protested. Her hanging upside down in their hiding place, the storage unit, singing out of tune and changing the lyrics to fit her mood. The last time they saw her -- late at night, under the velvet sky, with stars sprinkling above them, her winking playfully at their gaze.

Their eyes shut tightly at the images. Each memory is another chain that drags them down to their bed, leading with the terrifying crash of the moment Eryk woke up and saw their mother there. Their mother had never been allowed for extended stay upon planet -- Amyr rules -- and instantly, Eryk had felt sick.

Dad’s dead, was Eryk’s first thought. I did something wrong. I failed my tests for Seconds. Mother is dying.

But they had never expected the words that had come from their mother’s mouth, starting simply and gently.

“Errie… when was the last time you saw Willow?”

She was gone.

Eryk presses their hands against their eyelids. Why hadn’t they told anyone when they saw the bruises on Willow’s skin? Why hadn’t they reported their fear for her life? Why didn’t they try harder? What if she were dead, as dead as her mother must be? And the most terrifying thought of all: What if she went off to Travel?

She wouldn’t be able to survive. Not for a minute. Willow would have no idea what she’s doing. Though all evidence leads to her being upon another planet -- the loss of her mother’s tokens -- Eryk has been stubbornly refusing to believe it.

Even with the possibility of her escaping with Tallow -- what her father currently believes -- Tallow can not care for Willow. What if he abandons her? What if he hurts her? What if she feels trapped?

These thoughts have been circling in Eryk’s head for the eons it feels she’s been gone, but they haven’t abated, yet. Every day, Eryk wakes up to hear them repeat in perfect clarity.

They’re sure they’re going insane.

Eryk’s communicator chirps next to them. They never get messages. Curiosity wins over depression for the moment. They reach up, grabbing it off of the ivory table, and flip out the keyboard, making the screen light up.

the will of the sky. (in range) 1 NEW MESSAGE.

Eryk cannot stop the tears that immediately pour through their eyes as they select the message, quickly, shakily. They have always had what Willow called bleeding eyes, but they were sure the Terran expression was bleeding heart. And now, they are choking on it.

It is a message from Willow.

trvling mkes me ocean sick T_T ;-; ;(

The words are so uniquely Willow -- down to the very last mark (or lack thereof) that Eryk begins sobbing harder.

In a perfect world, they’d take time to control themselves. They’d wait until the feelings abated and let them breathe to reply. But they have not seen the words “in range” next to Willow’s name for a long time, so long they are afraid if they don’t reply immediately, she will disappear.

Fuck you

It’s all they can think to say.

The response is so fast.

aw!! ;( dont b meeeeeeeean!!!

Eryk is attempting to type a response, when another of Willow’s comes.

i knw. i knw.

Willow never left spell check on. Most Amyra didn’t. It came with switching languages -- it was easier to just type without having to change languages each time they wished to.

Eryk closes their eyes, pushes their head towards the screen. Willow hardly types as… seriously… as her last message was.

Eryk stares at the small, purple picture of Willow next to each message -- heart-shaped sunglasses, smiling at someone off-camera. Eryk took that picture for her. Eryk can still taste the air from that day, can still feel the grass beneath them. Of course, she’d taken the picture of the smoke that Eryk had always used as their picture. How many times had Eryk seen a message from Willow? Thousands. Millions. Almost constantly. Willow almost never stopped texting. But this message... these words... had such a new weight to them.

They hardly think as they reply.

Where are you

Because, of course, Eryk has to come get them. They’re already thinking to ask if they can borrow their mother’s ship when Willow replies, lightning fast as ever.

u knw y i cnt tell u that ;C

Just like you didnt tell me you were leaving, Eryk’s hands answer for them. They almost put a question mark -- they normally don’t because they feel it leaves the statement too hard -- but they choose not to in the last instance.

u knw y i had 2 do that 2.

Maybe I dont Willow, they reply. After hitting send, they add on in a new message, If you wanted to run away with someone you were dating, thats fine but you still could have told me first.

Eryk locks the screen, sits up in finality after the period. They brush their hands at their face when another message lights up.

?????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!??????????? the fck r u tlkin about???!?!?! Im not d8in ny1!!!!!!!!!!! >:(

Yeah. Like Id know that. Because you keep me so updated with whats going on in your life right

It feels right, now, to be angry. Eryk hasn’t been angry this entire time. Only scared -- only sad. This feels right.

At least there is some relief. Willow is not dating Tallow. Hopefully, he is not treating her the way others have treated her here.

skies i mssgd u cuz i missed u!!!!! >:( >;c wht is ur problm????!!

My problem is that my best friend left planet without saying anything and is now trying to pretend it isnt a big deal

i ddnt have to mssg u u knw!!! i culdve stayed quiet!!!!!!!!!!! D:<

Moments later, she’s back.

lol… yes i did. ;c of course i hd to mssg u. ur my best friend eryk. still.

And, in true Willow fashion, she launches into a tirade. They can just see her in their mind -- tongue out, concentration coursing through her body, bent over the screen as her fingers fly.

mr. doom && gloom is gttin on my fckin nerves. im so done with him. D:<

Officials think you ran off with Tallow, they reply.

off. r rite. but only bcuz he hs a staff. eryk the nly reason i ddnt tell u ws bcuz i knw ud rate me out

She means ‘rat me out’. Eryk feels more tears coming at just reading the words. They are trying to hold on to the good things: she’s alive. Tallow hasn’t abandoned her. She might be okay. They are trying not to think how far away she could still be -- trying not to wonder how close she may be to them for the first time in forever.

Holy skies Willow. I missed you

i miss u 2. ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;((((((((((((((((((( emoticons arnt strong enuf :(

I know what you mean, they type through their tears. They have to move their communicator far away enough to escape the downfall of water.

When are you coming home, they add.

There’s a pause.

……………………. eryk i cnt come bck 2 amyr. id be put to death for leavin

Please, they try. Eryk has never been overly selfish before, but they cannot stop it. How can they live without their best friend?

But when minutes pass and they get no response, they let out a breath of air and say, Are you happy

its better than being on amyr if thats what you mean lol

Her grammar improved. That means she had to think deeply about that reply. Eryk hesitates. Maybe she truly needs their help?

I guess that is what I mean, they try. They don’t know what to say -- she said it was better than on Amyr. Better than when she was with Eryk. Better than when they were close.

A long pause. Eryk doesn’t know what to say, but, as always, is saved by Willow.

i hv a confession 2 make

Okay

i ddnt mssg u bcuz i missed u. tho i do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! dnt get me wrong!!!!!!!!! fckin FCK i miss u!!!!!!!! but i mssgd u… 2 say srry. ;C ;C 4 not saying gdbye. :c :c

Eryk sighs and closes their eyes. Willow has never been very good at saying sorry.

I dont know if I fully forgive you yet

i knw. dnt blame u t_t

They release a soft breath at the emotion -- runs their fingers over the image. If they had more Amyra in them, maybe they’d be blinking in and out from the intense feelings. They close their eyes and pray -- though praying was never something they did before Willow disappeared. Now, however, it seems to highlight their life. Almost every moment is spent in it. Willow believes so avidly in the sky -- it has to save her, doesn’t it?

Their phone chirps, calling them back.

mr. doom && gloom wnts 2 leave here soon.

Eryk knows what that means before Willow types it, and immediately responds, Please

im srry eryk

Please dont go. Not yet

pls dnt tell any1 i mssged u

I wont, they type back, oh skies I wont just promise you wont go

They will promise anything, now. Tears rolling down their face -- choking on them -- the volume of their sobs rising so much they hear their mother swaying up the stairs, coming to check on them.

im so srry. i cnt do nythin. gates up. i love you eryk.

She never types out ‘I love you’. Never. Never. Never.

I love you too Willow. Please dont leave me

bye

“Willow!” They’re screaming at their phone, shaking it. “Willow!”

Willow come back

Willow please!

Their fingers shake as the letters light up on the screen.

Please please please. I cant do this without you

WILLOW!

And then the dreaded three words light up next to Willow’s name -- out of range -- and Eryk collapses as their mother throws open the door and wraps her arms around them.

#( my best friend. still. ) eryk.#( drabble. )#( by these hands. )#[ sighs... this is 2 sad... i'm so sad... ]#willow gone

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