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nickybloodhead · 6 months

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Kinktober day 27: DP in two Holes

James looked at them both with total disbelief, opened his mouth as if he was going to say something but closed it again, frowned and tilted his head in confusion, waiting for one of them to say it was all a joke.

"Let me get this straight, Jason, man… You want me to fuck your girl?" You let out a giggle and took a seat next to the blond as Jase smiled sideways witnessing the whole thing, you put a hand on the frontman's thigh and moved closer to him.

"I actually asked if you wanted to join us in bed, James…Jase said he had no problem as long as you agreed" Now his attention is on you, his gaze wandered over your body and then he looked into your eyes, for such an intimidating guy on stage, he was actually quite shy and reserved.

"Come on mate, it's not like you don't want to, I've seen the way you look at her" Jason mutters and smiles knowingly, James tenses and blushes, averting his gaze embarrassed at being caught. You decide to take his cheek to look at you and smile sweetly at him.

"It's okay Het, this is what I want…so, what do you say?"

"I think you two lost your minds…but okay, uhm, I'm in" His words are shaky and you can tell he is nervous, you look to your boyfriend for permission to which he nods, you move closer to James and bring your lips together, tangle your fingers in his hair to deepen the kiss, nibble his mouth and hum happily at the contact. His hands carefully settled on your waist as he tightened his grip. You climbed onto his lap, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, both of you panting into each other's mouths. You opened one eye to see Jason, who seemed to be enjoying the show, you extended your hand towards him, who approached with pleasure, James's kisses went down your neck, you bite your lower lip still looking Jase in the eyes, you saw how he undid his pants and caressed himself through his boxers, you brought your hand closer and touched his growing erection, causing him to moan hoarsely and needily.

James' nimble hands begin to undo your garments, he bites your skin gently as you grind over his bulge.

They move to the bed for more comfort, he lays you on the mattress where you spread out, you have only your pants on, your breasts are exposed for the two pairs of eyes that look at your body hungrily, both men exchange glances, they lean over you and start to run their hands over every part of your body, they remove your pants along with your panties.

"Man, I have no ideas how you got this cute little thing...look how eager she is to have both of us inside her" James speaks with swagger, he spreads your legs and whistles appreciatively as he sees how wet you are, Jason smiles and takes your chin, running a hand through your hair.

"I guess I'm just too lucky..." He kisses you as James positions himself between your legs, kisses your inner thighs as he runs a finger along your slit. You moan against your boyfriend's lips and close your eyes, you bring your hand down to the bassist's cock, pull down his underwear and begin to stroke his length.

You jerk him off on your face, licking only the tip, the blond opens your folds and buries his face in your pussy, you moan loudly as you feel his warm tongue thrust into your hole, his nose presses against your clit which makes you tremble with pleasure. Jason grabs your hair and shoves his girth into your mouth, your lips wrap around him and you suck, he grunts above you and pulls his head back.

"Shit, does she always dripp like that?" James asks with a grin as he pulls away from your center for a moment, his fingers massaging your bud, the question is directed at Jase, who scoffs and nods.

"She does, it's always a mess.... Especially when you play with her butthole" You blush thanks to Jason's confession, you look at James and notice and predatory gleam in his eyes, he smiles and licks his lips.

"Oh, she's that kind of girl, I see...we better give her what she wants, right?" you gasp at his words, he spits a large amount of drool over your pussy, letting it slide down to your hole, his fingers circle the tight muscle, all the while eating you out.

It's been a while since you've tried it from behind, so you're a little nervous but still turned on. The idea of having those two big men fucking you in tandem, well, it was fucking tempting.

"Let me ride you baby, please?" you ask your man as you suck eagerly on his pulsing length, pre cum staining your lips and chin, he moans and nods, he lies down on the bed as you move over and climb onto his lap, you look over your shoulder at James and wiggling your ass you invite him to continue his attentions to your bumhole. You take Jase's cock and sit on it, your walls cling to him, the stretch making you shudder and moan, soon you feel the frontman's rough hands on your back and he gently pushes you to lean forward a little, Jason grips your hips and begins to thrust into you.

James's tongue passes over your butt, the sensation strange but welcome as you bounce on Jase, the whimpers and obscenities echoing off the walls of the room. Wet fingers press against the tight ring of your ass, the slide uncomfortable at first but you manage to compose yourself as soft, comforting kisses land on your cheek.

"You're taking it very well beauty, relax and let me prepare that pretty little ass of yours" his words make you moan as you grind on your boyfriend's lap, who caresses your legs while he buries himself deeply in you.

The blonde fingers you slowly so you can adjust, soon he adds a second finger and spreads you open, your pussy tightens around Jason's swollen cock who moans your name and starts fucking you a little faster, the overstimulation has you screaming and leaking more than usual.

"Fuck, can't wait to fuck that tight hole of yours" That seems to be the signal for the bassist's thrusts to stop, he grabs your waist firmly while the other one smears your entrance with plenty of lubricant, you feel the head of his cock rub against it your tight hole, he slowly pushes until he's completely inside you, you cry out at the burn of the stretch, James grunts holding onto your hip as he rests his forehead against your back.

"How does that feel Het?" Jason murmurs, guiding his thumb to massage your clit and get you to loosen up a little, you're tense and the last thing he wants is for you to get hurt, the stimulation in your sweet spot makes you arch your back.

“It's so fucking tight, never felt anything so narrow… fuck” James' obscene gasps make you shiver a little, he hisses at the pressure applied to his cock pulsing inside you.

Their heavy breaths could be heard over the whimpers that escaped your lips from time to time. When the initial burning disappeared, you began to rock your hips, the friction making you moan just like James, you felt so full, those huge cocks filled you so well, it was delicious how stretched you were, your mind clouded with the pleasurable sensations that ran through your body. Jase began to thrust his hips as well, gaining pace with each thrust of his cock. James began to fuck you harder, cursing each time his length was gripped by your butthole. You were dripping everywhere, your waist moving in circles so they would hit your most sensitive spots.

"Look at you, riding us both like an expert... You've been wanting it so bad baby, wanting us to take care of you and fill you like this, haven't you?... It wasn't enough to have my cock, you needed James's too, so fucking greedy " Jason grunts, spanking your thigh as his hips buck, he closes his eyes and you feel his seed spill inside you, you clench your thighs around his waist, you approach and kiss him, moan into his mouth and cling to his shoulders. You look at James behind you, his teeth clenched, his hands braced firmly as he buries himself into your ass, his heavy balls slapping against your pussy, the squelching sound making everything even dirtier.

"I want it inside too James, please, I need it."

You beg him, your eyes hooded and full of need. He rolls his eyes and moans as he cums in you, the post-orgasmic spasms causing him to continue fucking you gently, making you rub against Jason's pubic bone, soon, you're cumming all over them both, your wetness soaking them completely. You fall on your boyfriend's chest and close your eyes to recover, the blonde pull out you and you see how he lies down next to both of you, you put your hand on his chest and smile at him.

"How do you feel, honey?" Jason asks, caressing your back and placing kisses on your head. You look at him too and kiss his jaw.

"Perfect, fucking good"

I thought I wouldn't finish it in time, but here it is

#since Jason was second in the survey #it was fair to put him here #dp is hard to write hahaha #I want a DP with James and Jason #james hetfield #jaymz #james my beloved #jason newsted #here we love Jase #james hetfield smut #jason newsted Smut #kinktober 2023

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sibillascribbles08 · 2 months

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Leo found dead behind the apartment.

Transcript and description under the cut

[ID: A four panel comic. The first panel has an older version of leonardo from rise of the mutant ninja turtles. He's looking up at his niece, Holly who is sitting on his shoulders. He tells her "You know Holly, it's good you have four fingers! There's a cool trick you can do!" and Holly replies with "Really?"

The second panel is a zoom in of Leonardo with a mischievous look on his face.

The third panel shows a bust shot of an older Donatello who is glancing to the side as Holly, his daughter, shouts behind him, "Hey Dad! Look!"

The fourth panel shows Donnie's head to the left with a very shocked expression on his face. On the right hand size is Holly, using both of her hands to hold up her middle finger as if she were flipping him off, but she's smiling. Leonardo stands behind her in a portal, wheezing with laughter.]

#sibillasart #rottmnt #rottmnt oc #Leo will get the crap kicked out of him #but it's not Donnie that does it it's Jase when he finds out #going to try to write IDs more often #I don't think I'm that good at it but eh #better than nothing??

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agent-jaselin · 5 months

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Especially since you had to make a wisdom saving throw the first time, each night the Emperor asks him to become part illithid Calem trusts him less and thinks of freeing Orpheus more. It’s too in character of him not to be freaked out by the pushing fir that kind of sacrifice.

The flirting just annoyed him. But the more dreams he gets the more and longer he avoids sleeping, intentionally choosing exhaustion over resting with everyone else.

#bg3 x ffxiv #weirdly i want to write astarion confroting him for the sleep deprecation #calem tia #headcanons #jase liveblogs #i was gonna side with the emperor based in guides?#but yeah think I’m going to do the other now cause Calem doesn’t know the rules and no lomger trusts the emperor #baldurs gate spoilers #spoilers

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capybaraonabicycle · 8 months

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For one single cup of coffee (Jase/Natalie)

Written for @none-ofthisnonsense for the prompt 12: a kiss to distract the other from the first kiss prompts by @sasslett.

(I have decided to tag you, @none-ofthisnonsense, I hope that is alright. This scene is happening about 2 years prior to the plot of the musical, in case you are interested in reading it. So it should be spoiler-free except for maybe the first 10 minutes of the musical and later minor points. You can find the musical here for context if you like.)

Rating: Teen

Genre: Angst with a little fluff

Warnings: Dubiously consensual kissing in the way that Judith is using a false identity and they are both drunk, plus some swearing

Summary: At the end of their first date, Jase walks Judith Natalie to the door. Neither really want the evening to end but it's 4 am and they are trying to be reasonable. And then Jase finds a concerning message on Natalie's phone…

Words: ~2000

ao3

[ID: An unlocked phone lying on top a wooden table. end ID]

Jase was a gentleman. Of course he was, Judith knew him well enough after just one evening not to be surprised. No, not Judith, Natalie. She had almost messed up twice already - the first time not responding to him using 'her' name, the second stumbling over it when recounting a slightly tweaked story from childhood - she was better off reminding herself and using the name she had introduced herself with. Especially since he was just too sweet. He offered her his couch and when she refused - too many difficult thoughts and emotions in her head she had to work through before managing to smile at him across a breakfast table - he called her a cab and walked her to the door.

It was nice, not having to put her foot down to go home after the first date, not having to deal with expectations of any kind. But honestly, that was the tiniest tip of the iceberg of things that were nice and beautiful and scaringly perfect about everything that had happened this evening. Never in her life had she felt this close to a person she had just met - maybe she had never felt this close to anyone. Damn, those scientists really knew what they were doing, didn't they? But then there was obviously the question of what lay beneath the water surface, what was hiding behind this amazing evening, the net of lies she had spun more and more tightly around herself the longer the evening went on. The reason she had to go home now, much as she wanted to stay in this glimmering illusion, stay sitting on his carpet, stay in his life, stay Natalie Cook forever.

She stumbled a little when reaching for her shoes and his hand steadied her on the elbow, tender and kind and rather inefficiently as he was swaying as well. The two bottles of wine had not gone unnoticed.

"Whoops" she said and they giggled like preschoolers. He looked so beautiful when he laughed. Happy and soft and innocent. He didn't know the world like she did - she had learnt that tonight.

"You sure you'll make it home okay?" He asked, slightly slurring. "Should I come with?"

'No!' her mind screamed instinctively but she managed to laugh it off.

"I think that would rather defeat the purpose of sending me home, Jase" she said.

His eyes widened in shock immediately. "Oh, god, no! I didn't mean it like that! I would take the cab back after, of course."

"Don't be ridiculous" she chided him gently while trying to force her feet into the overly fancy date shoes. "That would only cost an unnecessary fortune."

"Not unnecessary" he murmured. When she stopped and looked at him questioningly, he elaborared: "We always laugh it off as long as nothing happens but once in danger we would easily spend a fortune to save another human's life, wouldn't we?"

He picked at his sleeves awkwardly while she stared at him.

'He's too good' she thought. 'How did I end up on a date with someone like him?'

Well, she didn't, Natalie did. Natalie was the kind of girl who dated boys like Jase.

She cleared her throat. "Yeah, but if you come with me, you might be the one in danger on the way back. So, don't worry, I will be fine. The cab's gonna bring me right to my doorstep, nothing's gonna happen."

"I'll tell the driver to wait in front of the house until you're safe inside" Jase nodded resolutely, before instantly backtracking, "unless you think that's overstepping a line? Am I patronising you?"

She closed the strap on her shoe and put a hand on his arm reassuringly.

"Relax" she told him. "I think it's sweet."

"Good" he breathed out audibly.

A heavy silence settled over them and not for the first time this night she felt the urge to kiss him. Judging by the way his gaze flitted over her face, she wasn't the only one. Yes, this was a first date following a chance meeting. And yes, they were quite drunk. And yes, climbing into his bed was out of question, very probably for both of them. But a kiss? She would really, really like to kiss him.

She reached down and fixed her other shoe. Jase cleared his throat, taking a tiny step backwards.

"You got all your things?"

"What, are you asking whether I 'accidentally' planted a jacket I will have to retrieve to see you again?" she joked and he laughed.

"Now you make me regret asking."

"I could still lie and deny any jacket." It was meant as another joke but it closed up her throat when she was reminded of all the lies she had been telling tonight.

He still laughed. "Sorry to disappoint you, Natalie, but you are wearing your jacket. Unless you brought an extra one just for leaving here and quite honestly, that would be a little creepy."

"No creepy jackets, I promise." She raised her hands defensively, then patted her pockets to locate her keys and wallets. "Shit, my phone!"

"I'll go get it!" Jase retreated back into the flat before she could stop him.

"I think I left it on the carpet!" she called after him. "Might have disappeared under the couch, too!"

She heard him rummage around a little, then he shouted back. "Got it!"

A small pause, then: "God, it is late."

Then he fell quiet alltogether, even the rumbling of his moving around subsided. Her heart dropped. He had seen something. Gosh, she was so stupid! Why did she let him get her phone? Phones were the most treaterous objects you could posses. Worse than ID's, for sure. What to do? Well, there was only one thing: Play it cool and hope for the best.

When Jase returned with her phone he was looking sheepish, confirming her suspicion. She tried to keep it together, calm her breathing while he stepped closer. He didn't hand her the phone immediately, tapping it's rim in thought.

She reached out her hand. "Jase?"

"Oh, sorry" quickly, he handed her the phone, then he shook his head. "Sorry, I know, I shouldn't have snooped, just..."

"Yeah?" Her heart was hammering so loudly she was sure he had to hear it. He would know. He would find it all out now. That the woman who had bewitched him tonight did not exist. That she was nothing but a lie.

"You got a message" he said. "And it mentioned someone having met your mum."

"What?" it was simple to feign surprise because she didn't have to feign it. Who the hell had spoken to her mum and felt like telling her about it? "My mum? Are you sure?"

She switched on the screen, scanning the message. Oh, so some idiot she had been friends in school with. Whatever the hell did they think contacting her? She tried to funnel her anger into more confusion. "This can't be meant for me. Oh, yeah, Dana! I went to school with her. Probably mistook me for someone else or I don't know."

Jase seemed torn between looking at the screen himself or giving her privacy. Still, he couldn't help but point out: "I think she must have. Look, she's calling you 'J'. That's not your nickname, is it? At least you didn't tell me about it."

"Nah, they called me 'Nat' in school" she lied effortlessly, pocketing the phone so he'd stop staring at it. "Sometimes 'Cook'. Didn't like that one."

Lying had always come easy to her but now her heart was going like crazy. Because the doubts were coming in. Hadn't this been the moment? The hint from the universe to stop the charade, come clean, see how he reacted? This was obviously so much more than 'just one single cup of coffee' to escape reality for. But she couldn't, she couldn't see the disappointment in his face now, she couldn't let him go just yet. This was too good, she wanted, she needed more of it.

"I'm sorry, Natalie" Jase said and her heart skipped a beat. But then he continued: "I know your classmate didn't mean to hurt you but she really should have checked before. She... she does know about your mother, right?"

"I think so..." she trailed off like she was trying to remember. "It happened senior year. I kinda drew away from most classmates for a while."

His hand landed on her shoulder, light as a feather.

"I am so sorry" he repeated. "I can't imagine how horrible she must feel when she finds out the message reached you on accident. Not to excuse her, of course. Are you okay? You can still stay over, you know, I mean, in case you don't want to be alone tonight? I mean, I have a perfectly good couch."

And again she was reminded how kind he was, how caring. But she'd rather he didn't fixate on her presumably dead mum that much. Not at all if possible. Lest he started asking himself questions that would make him doubt the whole story. Unfortunately, he wasn't done obsessing over it yet.

"She really should have payed more attention" he continued his rant. "How the hell do you mess up this badly? Isn't there someone she could have asked if she lost her contact details from school? She must be at least a little close to this 'J' person if she is calling them by a nickname, how did she mistake you for them? Do you have any idea who that is, by the way? Someone from your class?"

It was probably not exclusively rightful anger that drove him to focus on the message. There was definitely a part of him that was simply stalling, like they had both been doing tonight, not wanting to let her go just yet. She did not know what reason for his rambling excited her more, just that her excitement was mixed with the desperate wish to make him stop, make him forget all about the text, distract him. And really, in the end, it was to equal parts the excitement about him caring, the fear of him finding out and the fact that she had been thinking about this all night that made her reach for his shirt, pull him in and press their lips together.

He was startled at first and it took him a second to catch on, but then he was kissing her back, his hands grabbing her upper arms like he needed something to ground him. His lips were as soft as they had looked, a little clumsy but very eager and it took her breath away.

She forgot all about distracting him, forgot about Natalie completely, too. All that mattered was that Jase was here, kissing her and holding her like he never wanted to let go.

When they drew back, they were both breathing heavily, his hands finally wandering down her arms to grasp her fingers.

"Was that okay?" she whispered and he laughed.

"I think I made that quite clear" he argued, then he kissed her again, short and sweet. "Very okay. I've been thinking about doing this all night if I'm being honest."

"Me too."

They kissed again and this time his hands tangled in her hair, pulling gently. She moaned into his mouth, pressing closer against his body.

"You know" he drew back, panting, "it's not too late to send the cab away if that's what you want. I wanted to take things slow but honestly right now I can't remember why."

She laughed, patting his chest and stepping back. Much as she agreed with his reasoning, one of them had to be the responsible one. Plus, there was still the question of guilt to work through on her side.

"We're both drunk, Jase" she said. "I can come back to stay over tomorrow."

She realised belatedly what she had said. "Oh, gosh, tomorrow's way too quick, isn't it?"

He grabbed her hand again, shaking his head.

"It's alright" he promised. "I am free after 2, if you like?"

"Starting at 2pm?" she teased. "That's quite a night you have planned."

It was adorable how his face wrinkled in embarrassment.

"Maybe we can finally go have a coffee?" he offered. "Hang out in the park? Keep the option available to come back here eventually?"

She pressed his hand. "Sounds like the perfect day to me."

His smile deepened in understanding, when there was a faint sound of a car horn to be heard from the street.

"I think my cab's getting impatient" she remarked.

"You should better leave before they wake up the entire building" he agreed, but they didn't let go off each other's hand.

"One more kiss for the road?" she offered.

"You got it." He leaned in, his breath ghosting over her mouth. "See you tomorrow, Natalie."

Thanks for reading!

#36 questions #jase connelly #natalie cook #judith ford #36 questions musical #fanfic #forgive me if the phone thing doesn't make sense #I have no recollection of phones in 2010-ish #Look at me I finished two scenes :D #I hope you can enjoy this one too owl but please don't feel pressured to read it #I already had a blast writing this for myself :)#But do check the musical out if you like musicals!#It is really good #It's also on Spotify in case that's easier for you #Perfect for long trainrides/busrides #Very immersive and I found it easy to comprehend what was going on #(I say as someone who struggles severely with big finish - like really it's only 2 people talking/singing)#(and a clear plotline)

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aldieb · 8 months

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gay autism that changed the world* (*my blog)

caleb

renarin

castiel

moiraine

#text tag #everyone reading this w their fingers hovering over the unfollow button #want so badly to add bren to this list but it’s simply not true. when i write the fic where he and jase hatefuck in book 3 we’ll revisit

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jasnstilnski · 8 months

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OPEN.

he enters the room cradling a pigeon in his hands, the bird looking oddly calm in jasons (slightly tight) grasp. the streets of new york are by no means clean, and pigeons found wandering the street are about as far from clean as it gets. on the bright side, hes got his latex gloves on, as well as a mask that has the slightest dirt stain on it, gained from a gentle kiss planted on the birds head. smiling wide, he raises his hands slightly, showing off his new friend.

#this could b jase at any age i have 2 admit. any timeline he is befriending the pigeons #open starter.#in character.#icb im writing on this blog. miracles really do happen #anyway indulge his bird friend. he loves his little friend who is absolutely not at all a hostage here

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pockcock · 9 months

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just wanna say

you're my favorite mutual

hi:) -itsmyyear86

BABY BABY BABYY!!!!! But hey, that's not fair because....

YOU'RE MY FAVE!!!

#sun.inbox #i got the jason ask #i'll write as soon as possible #spoilers #i'm working on 2 jase fics #no three actually #and one james #allie <3 #sun.moots

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marcusagrippa · 4 months

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anakin was not born with the teeth of a star-eater, ferrous-black and always dripping blood. his halo did not used to shine so brightly that it hurt his master's eyes, his skin did not always shift and ripple like the surface of a newly-forming planet as the magma churns beneath. his eyes used to be soft and blue and human. he did not grow into his own radiance like it was an oversized sweater, nor did it grow from within him, transforming him gradually from within; his greatness was thrust upon him by a creature who whispered dark promises with the voices of a thousand evil men. he does not want it, this power, and it does not want him.

he is glad his mother has never known him like this. in the depths of his spiralling despair he finds himself almost glad she died, so that she remembers him as human and not... this. supernova child, borne of the cosmos. sky-walker. he is not the son of the stars, he is the son of shmi - wide-eyed boy, sunburnt cheeks, shock blonde hair. the galaxy will not remember him that way.

they will know him as monstrous. she knew him as kind.

#jase writes #anakin skywalker #the dead star dragon metaphor in the rots novelisation changed something fundamental in my psyche #so i have been braining eldritch dragons au #i might post more about it but for now all i have figured out is that it all starts on mortis with the death of the son i think #i've said it before and i'll say it again i love symbolic cannibalism in star wars. you eat something and you become it #you kill something and you become it no matter how hard you fight against it #and there's nothing you can do to change it #and that interview with sam witwer talking about voicing the son and how his voice was meant to combine all the darksiders ever #hhn. yeah #husbandposting #shmi #he's a mama's boy owie #(cringe)#q :3 #eldritch horror anakin skywalker

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jase-is-ace · 1 year

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OHHH my god ya'll have no idea how giddy I get when someone says they like my work HOLY CRAP!

#Jase writes #zip it jase

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camptw1nk · 1 year

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I'm. Overwhelmed

#i have too many blogs i think i need to cut down a Lot #im thinking make my general multi again #and cut down to kurt/jase/pearl ridge and Very low activity multi #having ben/jackie is super fun i love them and yj currently airing adds so much muse but i. i dont have time #and starting new blogs is. hard and i dont know how to. start things #i love ben and i want to write ben but i dont know what to write. or how to write. does that make sense #I'd move kurt and jase to the multi but in the past that has #not worked out they just. they have too much lore for a multi i think and it overwhelms people or they dont care enough to read it #which like. to be fair still happens a lot on jasons solo blog #idk i just. i have had a Lot of muse and desire to write and plot lately for all my muses but. something is. something doesnt click #and actually writing on here is just. not possible for some reason #something about tumblr is #its too much right now #which is weird bc like i dont. i dont have anything really going on its school holidays rn #but somehow theres just. im constantly overwhelmed and being here usually helps but it hasn't lately #i feel like. has the energy on tumblr shifted over the past few months #it feels like it has #like community wise?#like i dont think the new editor is to blame i prefer the new editor #i dont know. i don't know #something is different #and i don't like it

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sunnyvaler · 2 years

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wish i had that feelin like i really Belonged here u know

#like i have a few people i gel w super well but as a whole none of my blogs feel like i Fit in the rpc at all #idk i see so many people who get along so well w people and have affiliated muses #and then i see the Hundreds of attempts ive made at the same that v rarely go anywhere bc it just never works w me #and i know im The Problem bc i am So Bad at talking to people #if we exchange more than one or two messages within a month i consider us absolute besties #but just like. idk part of me has been straying from being here bc it feels like so much Work to be on tumblr something ab it isnt as fun #i think realistically its just that im not in fandoms people care ab or writing muses people really love #so im in a Weird Limbo state all the time where if i dont make aus to fit people then i dont get threads or anything #its a little easier w jase and vinnie bc theyre fandomless they fit everywhere and both r easy to plot w #and so i love my boys v much even if its been a hot minute since i was active esp on vinnie #but i just. idk i dont feel like i fit in the rpc i feel like theres like 3 people i really work w #and esp w my timezone being so different to everyone else i feel like im missing out on a Lot #idk. idk what the point of this was i just felt the need 2 rant ignore this #negative //#ooc.

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sibillascribbles08 · 1 year

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... Okay ! @bones-sprouts

Follow up to this

“Alright, let me try to summarize this to see if I’ve got it.” Mr. Song ran his finger around the rim of his glass of gin. It was his second one, and while Jason could tell his father was certainly buzzed, he was at least on the good side of sober.

For now.

“You and your brothers all got mutated by a yokai scientist.” His father pointed at Donnie who sat right next to Jason at the kitchen table.

Donnie nodded. “Correct.”

“He wanted to make you all warriors, using Lou Jitsu’s DNA. Big fan of him, by the way. But then Lou snatched you out of the lab, raised you in the sewer, and for the past few years you and your siblings have been keeping mutants from running amok, stopped an evil suit of armor, and stopped that insane alien invasion.”

“We did do that.”

“So basically, not only are you a superhero.” Mr. Song pointed again before taking a sip of gin. “You’re also a business owner of a tech company, an inventor, and some kind of super genius.”

Donnie got that smug look on his face. “Well, you’re welcome to continue with the flattery.”

Jason rolled his eyes.

“Wow, Jase, you knocked it out of the park with this one.” His father smiled and took another sip.

Jason just stayed curled up in his chair. “So… you’re not mad? And not freaking out?”

“The alcohol is helping with the latter, but no, I’m not mad.” He swirled the drink around. “Though you know I have my concerns about committed relationships.”

Jason groaned. “Dad.”

“Sorry, what?” Donatello asked.

“Well, I’m sure you heard about my divorce.” Mr. Song gestured to the ceiling.

Jason internally begged for his dad not to do this in front of his boyfriend. “Dad.”

“Caught her cheating on me. Filed for divorce. And as soon as that went through I’ve been jumping through open relationships since and I’ve never felt better.”

“Not everyone is like you dad.” Jason mumbled and rested his cheek on his hand.

Donnie just snorted. “Apologies, but it took me this long to get my first boyfriend. I’d be pressed for luck to get another.”

Mr. Song burst out laughing. “Oh, he’s funny too. You really did get lucky, Jase.”

Donnie nudged Jason with his elbow. “Told you I’m funny.”

“Yes, yes, you’re hilarious.” Jason shoved his boyfriend’s chair away with his foot.

“Oh, let’s get back on track.” His father finished off the second glass and thankfully didn’t go to get another. “How did you two even meet?”

Jason immediately cringed, remembering that not-so-faithful day back in high school. “How we met or how we started dating?”

“How you met.”

He kept cringing and glanced at Donnie who made the exact same expression.

His father snorted. “Not a meet cute then, I take it?”

“No.” Jason sighed.

“Absolutely not.” Donnie added. “I went to April’s high school to help her with a computer class project only to find out about the tech club he was in back then.”

Jason saw his father’s expression get dark, but thankfully it didn’t last. “Oh?”

“You should have seen him.” Jason interrupted, finally sitting up. “He comes waltzing up to the three of us, introducing himself with a fake name and gloating about how ‘superior’ his tech was.”

“It was superior.”

“Uh huh, sure.”

Donnie pointed at him. “If it wasn’t superior then how come you and the others decided to steal it from me.”

Jason leaned toward him. “An easy win since you were being such a sucker for a jacket.”

“And now who has a much fancier one?” Donnie popped his collar.

“Let your guard down long enough and I’ll take it as karma.”

“Once a thief, always a thief.”

“Oh like you don’t steal—” Jason paused when he heard his dad laughing so hard it made him wheeze.

The man leaned back in his chair, wiping his eyes a few times. “Hold on, back up. So you stole a bunch of Donnie’s tech?”

Jason sighed. “Yes.”

“And sent a giant robot after my brothers.” Donnie added. “And manipulated my intelligent drone into participating in a dangerous race.”

Jason glared at him. “Okay, and who ransacked our hideout and broke most of our stuff just to steal some EMPs and a virus program?”

“I was desperate, okay?”

“Boys, boys,” Mr. Song interrupted again. “Now I’m just curious how all of that resulted in this.” He pointed between the two of them.

Jason stared at the table, trying to think.

How had all of this happened?

Just because Donnie happened to break into his work place? And Jason followed him around without a fight breaking out? And Donnie offered to chat with him over pizza sometime? And Jason accepted it because, hell, talking that night had been fun. And he was tired. And while he’d never admit it, he was pretty lonely too.

Donnie seemed to be having a very similar dilemma, and finally just shrugged. “It’s hard for me to place an exact event. We simply decided to quit fighting and tried being friends instead. It just worked out from there.”

Mr. Song hummed as he nodded. “Well, that is often how it goes, isn’t it? Okay, okay, I need the details because Jase never gave them to me. Who asked who out?”

Jason opened his mouth, but Donnie spoke first, puffing out his chest as he did. “Oh, that was me. I asked him to be my business partner and my partner partner in the same day.”

“Is that so?” His father smirked at him. “More than one reason you came home that day absolutely over the moon, huh?”

Donnie raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

Jason spoke through his teeth. “Dad.”

Nope, too late, his father had that mischievous look on his face. “Jase came home that day happier than I’d seen in a long time. Trying to hide his face he was smiling so much, ears red. I knew something was up right away.”

“Dad.”

“Had to pry it out of him, but he told me. Well, only that he had a boyfriend. Didn’t want to mention that you were a turtle yet for understandable reasons.”

“Dad!” Jason snapped and hid his face all over again.

He could feel Donnie leaning toward him. “That excited about dating me, huh?”

“Don’t give me that.” Jason snapped one of his hands out to lightly smack Donnie on the nose. “Mikey told me how over the moon you were that day too. Apparently you came back to the lair singing.”

“What—well—” Donnie pulled his collar up to hide his cheeks.

“You two are adorable.” His father sighed and stared at the bottom of his empty glass. “But, I don’t want to overwhelm you too much. And I’m sure you can understand that I’m pretty overwhelmed myself.” He let out a short laugh before he stood and walked over to the sink. “Stay as long as you like. But I’m going to retire to my room for a bit.” He headed out of the kitchen and into the foyer. “Nice to meet you, Donatello.”

“Oh.” Donnie straightened up. “Nice to meet you to, Mr. Song.”

It was silent for a moment. Jason stared at the doorway, glad that conversation went better than he expected it to. His dad was pretty easy going, but grappling with the fact your song was dating a rough equivalent to the swamp thing couldn’t be easy.

Suddenly his father poked his head back into the room. “Also the walls here aren’t the thickest so if you two get up to anything frisky—”

“Dad!” Jason practically screamed.

He vanished just as swiftly as he appeared. “Just saying!”

“Oh my god.” Jason hid his face all over again. His ears felt like they were on fire.

“So…” Donnie spoke up. “Want to hang out at the lair for the rest of the night?”

Jason stood in half a second. “Yes please.”

#scribbly fics #jasonnie #rottmnt #it takes nothing to convince me to write drabbles for these boys #also I just love Mr. Song now he's so silly #and a bit of a freak #that's just where Jase gets it from *shot*#Jase dying from embarrassment due to this father #but also he's the only decent family member he has left and he loves him #Donnie's not getting the shovel talk....... yet.#tbf Mr. Song wouldn't threaten him or anything #just make it VERY clear that he absolutely should not fuck around with Jase's feelings #man I am rambling in here what the fuck am I doing #lavender brain

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