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cupcakeinat0r · 13 days
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Don’t think I’ll drop anything this weekend BUUUUT working on pt 6 of prof!Mig n omg…. yall bout to bussssssssss
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frownyalfred · 7 months
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do you ever receive a comment that just GETS your fic? like they picked out the perfect details, the subtle intentions, and they wrote it all out? sir/ma’am I want to kiss you on the mouth, please give me your address
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chrollohearttags · 5 months
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I really wanna write this fic idea but I don’t want to drag up dead discourse and bring the weirdos out.
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luckycharms1701 · 12 hours
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*waddles into your inbox and drops this into you lap before scurrying away*
Hello
Behold my humble offering to the Mikey Well Please Suffer 🧡🫡
Angel Kisses
It was just another day.
You were at the lair, just chilling with MIkey on the couch.
He was scribbling furiously into what looked to be a well warn and obviously well loved sketch book, if the frequently thumbed pages and what seemed like a 100 faded stickers were any indicator.
His tongue was poking out in the corner of his mouth, bleping the way he did when he was working intently at something.
And intent he was.
You watched as his eyes flicked around the page, bright with that rare sense of direct focus as his hand danced over the page with his pencil. he was even humming a little, or maybe it was him just talking to himself.
He did that sometimes when he would get into these “Mikey Mojo Moments” as he called them, and you absentmindedly wondered if that was a subconscious trait he had somehow picked up from hanging around Donnie.
You could never be too sure with this one. He was a wonder through and through. A wonder that you could never quite believe that somehow landed as your best friend.
Your lips quirked up with a soft smile at that thought as you secretly peaked at Mikey from over your phone.
You liked seeing him like this. Happy. Creative. In his element.
It had certainly been a while since he had last hyper focused on an art project. But when he did….whew… it was like magic in action. He just had this…light about him that sort of made him…well…you didn’t know…
It sounded cheesy but he just kind of… glowed.
Your eyes flicked to the little bright spots that decorated Mikey’s face like small yellow freckles that peaked out from underneath his orange mask.
Just like those spots lit up his face, without even trying, Mikey could just light up a room.
There was just something about that sunny smile of his that always made your heart happy. He made you happy. Chasing those rainy skies that often would cloud into your life with that ever bright sunshine of his.
You loved it. You loved him.
Whether platonically or romantically, you really didn’t know. You really didn’t care either. All you knew was that you wanted him in your life anyway you could have him because it was brighter simply because he was now in it.
So lost in your musings, you hadn’t realized that Mikey had somehow become aware of your attention. Might be due to the fact that you were burning holes into the sides of his head with your gaze. Or maybe it was the fact that he had ADHD, and he caught ahold of more than what meets the eye.
Who knows? Turtle was a ninja. A ninja who was now grinning like a cat before the cream in front of you.
“See something that you like, Clementine?” Mikey all but purred to you with a teasing waggle of his eyebrows.
You blinked in surprise as his words broke you from your revelry, a slight heat coming to your cheeks as you realized that you most indubitably had been caught staring. Directly at him.
Not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he had in fact caught you, you cleared your throat and placed your phone down.
“Actually yeah…” You quirked back at him, placing an elbow on the back of the couch, so you could cradle your head with your palm with a soft smirk. “I was thinking how cute your freckles are.”
It was Mikey’s turn to blink as your comment was obviously not what he was expecting.
“My…freckles?” He echoed dumbly, placing his sketchbook down and turning to you, his head tilted in such a way that you were somewhat reminded of a curious puppy.
You chuckled softly at the mental image and nodded with a soft grin, reaching up to gently trace those little sunspots on Mikey’s face with your finger.
“Mhm. They’re super cute, and I’m jealous. I’ve always wanted freckles.”
Mikey froze the instant your finger touched his face, his baby blues widening comically to the size of dinner plates.
Mikey had always been a very affectionate turtle, that was no question. Hugs, cuddles, hand holding, playing with hair, painting fingernails, you named it, he did it.
Well…that was the problem. In this case at least. He did it. Usually he was the one to always initiate with you warming up and reciprocating only after he started.
This was the first time you had ever touched him first, and in a way that was so…so…Mikey didn’t have a word for it, but he knew in that moment he didn’t want it to stop.
He swallowed a little as he felt the tip of your finger slowly trace his “freckles” as you called them with that unfairly adorable smile. That smile paired with that soft look in your eye made his heart skip a beat, and Mikey absentmindedly found himself leaning in a little closer to your touch.
“You…wanted freckles?” He murmured curiously, feeling that a moment like this needed to be treated with a whisper for whatever reason.
You chuckled again and nodded your head, a most darling shade of pink crossing your cheeks as Mikey leaned into your hand. You changed from gently poking his forehead with your finger to tenderly cupping his cheek with your palm, lightly caressing a “freckle” on the corner of his jaw with your thumb.
“Yeah…I always thought they looked so pretty. Small smackerings on the bridges of peoples noses. Dark spots like cheetahs on others. Or even the ones that are so tiny they look little stars on peoples faces, peeping through the skin. I once heard freckles described as angel kisses, little reminders of a love that couldn’t be contained and well…as cheesy as it sounds…I really haven’t been able to see them any other way since.”
A muscle thumped in Mikey’s jaw as your thumb brushed up against the sensitive skin there and he had to resist the urge to just lean into your hand and start churring like some ridiculous reptilian cat, it’s just felt so good. He shook off the shiver that travels down his shell and blinked up at you with his signature crooked grin.
“Angel kissed huh? You’re right. That is cheesy, but lucky for you, I love pizza so cheese totally is my jam.”
You snorted at that and reached up your hand to poke Mikey’s forehead with a shake of your head.
“Cheese is your jam? What you making sandwiches or something up there, Mikey Man?”
Mikey snickered at the poke and reached up to capture your hand with his, holding it tightly as he smirked up at you. There was an interesting light in his eyes as he caught your gaze directly. It seemed friendly and innocent enough at first glance, but the way he held it had you leading to believe otherwise.
That look was dangerous because it made your heart do that weird skip hop thing like a drunken frog attempting to land a jump onto a lily pad, but before you could further that thought, Mikey interrupted with his own.
His head tilted at that doglike angle again and he leaned in with his all too eager curiosity.
“What can I say? I’m always in the mood for a good snack. But, back to the angel kisses thing. You got me curious now. If you could have freckles where would you want them most?”
You blinked a little at Mikey’s question, and sat back a little, tilting your own head in thought. Your free hand that wasn’t being held captive by Mikey’s reached up and lightly touched the bridge of your nose and the tops of your cheeks.
“Huh…that’s…actually a good question. Probably somewhere around here? Gimme that cute look that you have working so well for you or something.”
Mikey sputtered at the light flirt and shook his head with a grin. He rather adored how quick you were. It meant you were comfortable with him and that alone meant the world to him.
He looked up at you as you traced your own face, that same gleam shining in his eye. Mikey leaned in a little closer and said with a raise of his eyebrow, “You know…I could probably help with that…”
Your brows furrowed as you looked at Mikey incredulously before your eyes widened and you excitedly grabbed his hand and leaned closer.
“You…can help me get freckles? Wait…is that something you can do with your ninpo?!”
Mikey was not expecting you to lean in as close as you did, but he wasn’t complaining. Not at all.
He’d never get sick of getting to see the little masterpieces that were your eyes up close like this. Mikey could get lost in those eyes if you let him.
Shaking his head to clear that train of thought, Mikey just smirked up at you.
“Hmm something like that…I was thinking more along the lines of…angel kisses and what not.”
It was your turn to parrot back dumbly as your eyebrow raised in confusion, your heart picking up pace from a drunken frog to buzzed hummingbird.
“A-angel kisses?” You stammered especially as Mikey leaned in even closer, his nose almost brushing yours.
His hand reached up to cup your cheek in mirror of your movements just moments earlier. That bright rare sense of direct focus now centered solely on you as he leaned in even more, his warm breath barely ghosting over your face as he whispered in a low murmur.
“Yes…angel kisses…because I do put the angel in Michealangelo after all…”
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spectacular-supernova · 3 months
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PRESIDENT OF TONARI CLUB!
I, uh, m-made something f-for you.
Know that I'm totally embarrassing my ass over here, so... Don't laugh loud enough that I can hear you from over here!
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Aaaaaand now, per Lyndis tradition, I'm gonna overexplain shits and turn a simple Ask into a whole ass Ramble!
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If you're short-sighted, try removing your glasses or contact lenses and look at this picture. I just did and it's suddenly even prettier!
I actually planned to draw your Sonicsona at first. And then I realized I deadass couldn't even draw Base Sonic. Then I thought I should draw a mole. I realized I also couldn't draw a mole. I thought I should just go for the easiest shit and draw ToFu. I realized I could not draw either one of them, too.
Because I cannot draw, I cheat! I mean I turn things into shapes (chiefly triangles, though not all of them) and then color them and hope that something shows up. This is me using this scientific /+ philosophical concept called Emergence.
No, I didn't just say THAT to sound like I have a technique of any kind, trust. It's so totally a technique—my very productive ass told me.
I remember you saying your favorite color is something like pink, blue, and stuff? It was from that tag game from last year. Hence, I decided I should create a context so I could draw an obscene amount of pink and blue.
If I'm being honest, it took me less than a millisecond to come up with the exact context—Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom is abundantly blue.
And since I always wanted to sneak ToFu in, I thought I would make a purplish-pink dusk. And then I will sneak those stargazing two in.
Come on. Everyone knows those ToFu panels. Even someone like me, who had not seen that part of the manga yet, knows.
Bless Tonari for being so relaxing to color.
HOWEVER! Fushi's limited-ass color presented a big problem for my cheat-drawing. How many combinations of "white" can you even make before you zoom out and see... nothing?! So I basically sabotaged them. That's what you get for being difficult, you mopey, neck-crick-possessing, fragile-enough-to-be-blown-by-the-wind cutie doofus.
I made up the color of their pants. I didn't even refer to their Nameless Boy drip when I decided on the color. I assed that part.
Yes. I admit I put a shit ton of effort into coloring Zelda. This version of Zelda is my kin, you know. Anyway, I like the way her, uh, shirt turned out.
I also like how the Master Sword turned out, but there was so much blue I ended up requiring outlines to distinguish it from Link's shirt and the sky. Told ya I have no technique or skill. I cheat through and through
I was too lazy to draw those sky islands. Besides, the ToTK side is already saturated with details.
What the fuck issa "proportion?" Everyone's head is an orange. The difference, Nova, is whether it's a Mandarin Orange or an Orange.
I don't know if I overdid Dinraal's draconic mane. It looks like she's wearing a wig. At least she is different from how she initially looked—a red tapeworm outfitted with chicken legs.
I admit I put more effort than any Past Me would have into Dinraal because a certain mutual is very, ah, particular about dragons.
Drawing two of your favorite ships for their show of devotion was a completely deliberative choice on my end. Did you also realize that both Link and Fushi had a short, small, low ponytail and that both Zelda and Tonari had similar hair? I believe it's due to me hitting my drawing skill limitation.
There is actually an Easter Egg of some sort in this picture. It's not the ugly doodle thing, no. That thing is me. I'm not an Easter Egg; I'm a ghost.
I'm not telling you what that Easter Egg is. I'm fine with it never being discovered; it'd be like those secret levels in old video games.
But if you DID discover it, come tell me what you think it is!
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I hope you like it enough! Instead of it giving you a migraine, that is. Surely my """art"""... doesn't require a trigger warning... right?
Have a good one, mai bruzha!
---Lyn
A RAMBLE FROM YOU LYN IS THE BEST POSSIBLE BRITHDAY PRESENT I COULD HAVE EVER RECEIVED!!!! COUPLED WITH ART BY YOU????? AND OF MY FAVORITE FELLAS????? What did I deserve to be so blessed ;A; 💕💕💕
I’ll spare us all a little extra scrolling on my part by adding that read more you were fretting about, I have my own ramble upcoming!
I KNOW YOURE ON YOURSELF ABOUT NOT BEING ARTISTIC OR WHATEVER BUT THIS IS ART!!! AND DAMN GOOD ART TOO!!!!!!! This is!!!!!!!!!!! I want this made into stained glass I want to make this the permanent window to me bed roOM LYN THIS IS AMAZING THIS IS ALMOST CERTAINLY GOING DOWN AS ONE OF MY FAVORITE ART STYLES!!!! There’s no such thing as cheating in art, it’s all art!!! “Cheating” is a style, no technique is a style!!! I should know I have none either, hehe -w-‘ your art may be some type of cubism? Hehe idk I’m not an art student :3 Either way this is absolutely gorgeous I’m in LOVE!!!
It’s so creative and well done and I LOVE your eye for detail, the lighting is inspired!!!! Like the way the sun hits the space behind Zelda is so pretty, AND ZELDA IS SO PRETTY!!!!!! EVERYRHING IS SO PRETTY, I CANT FOCUS ON ONE THING BECAUSE I KEEP JUMPING BACK AND FORTH BETWEEN ALL THE THINGS I LOVE ABOUT IT (every thing, every last detail!!! Is that a little you in the middle? Is that the Easter egg???? I could just pick you up and pat your little head!!! 😭 I know you don’t love hugs but that’s how I’ll be standing if you’re ever ready for one!!!)
I should slow down maybe and pick a few things to focus on BUT I JUST CANT I LOVE IT ALL!!!! The two scenes just blend so well into one another that my eyes are just naturally being drawn back and forth between both of the scenery! Dinraal, who turned out AMAZIING BY THE WAY, ABSOLUTELY NOT OVERDONE, if anything I’m so glad you had fun working on her!!! She’s so gorgeous!!!! I bet your friend is so so proud of how well she looks!!! Oh but anyway, Dinraal naturally leads my eyes over to the sun/moon (and the 24, hehe, thank you!!! /)//(\ Your memory is astounding!!), which have their own beautiful rays of light leading down onto the adorable couples 😭 I love love LOVE the moonlight leading down onto Tonari and Fushi, and the fact that she’s pointing at it too like she can almost reach it? Beautiful! Gorgeous!!! And it just leads my eyes down to them too, there’s just such a natural circular flow here, no wonder I keep getting caught in a loop of admiration! 😁
The blues and the pinks, and the stars on the ToFu side!!! I just noticed them and they’re everything to me!!!! Hahaha I’m so glad Tonari was relaxing to color hehe, same for me, something about her is just so lovely and calming when she’s relaxed 🥰 As for Fushi’s colors, I didn’t notice! Even after you pointed it out it looks good to me! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ this is from someone who never references colors though, I’m so loosey goosey about everything -w- BUT YOUR SOLUTION TO YOUR PROBLEM WAS GREAT, THEIR SHAPE IS VERY VISIBLE AND EASY TO MAKE OUT hehe :3 I love their crossed little legs 🥰
Zelda being your kin is so good to know hehe, I’ve always been drawn to all versions of Link myself! I think we’ve been perfectly set up to “play dolls” with these characters in the future, so to speak! Aaaahh they can’t have been easy to draw, there’s a reason I almost never dabble in drawing those two and their intricate outfits, but you make it look effortless!!! Zelda’s shirt turned out amazing, and I’m stuck looking at her little triangle braids!!!! I don’t know why I’m so fixated on that it’s just adorable!!! 😭💕 What a lovely technique, man, I’m so enchanted! AND THE MASTER SWORD, I know you called it cheating BUT I LOVE THE LINE WORK, it makes the sword stand out, almost like you lined that specific part with some sort of melted gold??? Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!
This is gorgeous and beautiful in every which way and thank you!!!! For everything!!! For this beautiful drawing and for giving me a chance to ramble and giving me something gorgeous to look at for the rest of my day, and for indulging in both of my silly little ships /)//(\ I’m so glad I don’t need glasses because I love every inch of your art, thank you thank you THANK YOU!!!!! Gosh it’s so so so lovely 😭💕 you’re so lovely!!!!
I don’t know how to say goodbye so I guess I’ll just say good night for now! Thank you for thinking of me… I’ll have a wonderful day, so long as you promise me you’ll have a wonderful night along side me 🥰
Goodnight, Mai Bruzha!
- Nova
#Lyn the Zelda Kin (I’ll come up with a better tag some day I PROMISE 💕 haha!!!)#Friend Rambles 💕💕💕#long post#IM SO STOKED YOU HAVE NO IDEA AAAHHHHHHHHHH KICKING MY FEET#I’m typing the tags before I actually type the main body heehee I’m gonna jump over the moon!!!!!#and thank you for the letter too I’ve been rereading it! I’ve been getting back into writing letters of my own and wow!!!#the quality of yours are amazing!! I may have to take a note or two on how to craft a good one that one was amazing!! and thank you :’)#ok editing: this nova back after her ramble in the body text#I’m sorry for how disjointed this all looks! I kind of tackled my response based on where I was looking at at any given time#and I wanted to get my reply back before you hit the sheets for the night!!! still it took me some time but I hope I made it!!!#ahhh Lyn I hope you rest well! I’m going to have an amazing birthday and you’re a contributing factor in that my friend.. Mai Bruzha!!!#I know for a fact I’m forgetting details too like just the fact that I love the idea of Tonari and Fushi chilling at night#chatting and looking at the stars and enjoying each other’s company. my favorite scenes of them are always them shrouded in darkness and#covered in some sort of fireside lighting I just!!!!!! they’re so good in the dark thank you for drawing them at night#they are a moon couple to me… and ZeLink is a sun couple to me like idk how you got all these details DOWN about me! maybe we see the world#similarly :3 good to know I have someone in the world who sees them the way I do 😁#aahhhh I’ll let you get off to sleep now dear friend!!! and thank you again! thank you thank you thank you!!!!#this is truly shaping up to be the best birthday ever!
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elliesbelle · 6 months
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so so excited about this next chapter of ‘nobody compares to you’ that i’m writing rn ahhhhhhhhh
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gunkbaby · 6 months
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Need to make a post that highlights why i think shuu Tsukiyama is not just a babygirl but THE babygirl. The blueprint. The babygirl supreme, if you will.
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cat-brrr · 2 months
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tvrningout · 4 months
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my sister: don’t get me anything for christmas bc you helped me get a dog
me: okay if you’re sure
me on dec 24, sneaking her gift under the tree:
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rougepancake · 10 months
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I feel like Yoshikage had some form of mentor throughout his childhood. Since his parents were both practically horrible, he had to have someone that molded him into the refined gentleman he is. I feel like he had a sister-like figure that guided him through his childhood and helped him deal with his bullies.
Yeah that was you. And you got him through his shitty childhood. But you died. At his hands you died and he will never forgive himself.
So you haunt him. Unlike Reimi, you follow him in his day to day and proceed to offer your advice to him as he lives out his life.
Because you don’t remember how you died, and Yoshikage Kira sure as hell isn’t going to tell you the truth behind what happened to you.
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mysicklove · 7 months
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sooooo what r the girlies (gn) being for halloween?
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ishistudy · 1 year
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Reader x Ominis
Courting and Noble intrigue preview below
“If it pleases you,” he continued, righting, “I would like to schedule a regular audience on your weekends home from Hogwarts. Perhaps even a few chaperoned outings, if your Aunt and Uncle permit.”
You assent, shy suddenly. It is not fully up to you of course, but Minette would be pleased that you were able to grab a Gaunt man’s attention so quickly. Perhaps she would share what it was she wanted from the family. If you were bringing her closer to it, then she would have to trust in you. She might even… praise you.
“Thank you,” he says, rousing you from your spiraling thoughts. He walks towards you with one hand extended, the other brushing against the furniture he passes.
You place your palm in his and try to ignore the rush of your blood in your ears as his lips meet your knuckles. They’re plush, soft and dry. You want, with sudden clarity, to run your fingers along his soft palette, and feel the hisses and twists of his tongue when he speaks to the snakes as he did in the garden so many months ago.
Instead you exhale, “My Uncle will see you out. You will have to formally make your request to him.” Your heart still pitter-patters, even as Twimmy sees Ominis down the hall to Corvus’s office. You lean back again, the sideboard holding you completely. What on earth were you thinking? You couldn’t be swayed by his aura, or his delicately placed moles. You had to discover the secret the Minette asked of you. There wasn’t a need for feelings.
If all went to plan the Gaunts would be ousted from the sacred families and you wouldn't be required to uphold anything discussed during the courtship.
You had to remain focused.
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78k of whumptober!!!!! you absolute LEGEND thank you for you words and your brain and your fervent dedication to beating up poor jamie xxxx seriously i've had an absolute blast reading all your works, i hope you've loved writing them even half as much!
Ahhhhh thank you! So nice of you to say :)
I’m not sure I love writing per se. I feel the need to write. Plot bunnies run around my head until I vomit them into a word doc. And Jamie Tartt specifically has imprinted on my brain, heart and soul, which is insane because until season 3 he was just some guy. And now he’s like THE GUY. And I am torn between wanting to put him into situations but then also have him do fun things like score in the World Cup. And sometimes having him do both in the same story.
I write basically what I would personally want to read lol (which, sorry, not sorry, Jamie. But also not my fault he has a deliciously angsty backstory and the character arc to end all characters arcs). And I love interacting with people and seeing others enjoy my writing, like you really liked it? Something I wrote??? Some stories I’m definitely more in kick my feet and twist my hair mode but I’m not as confident in writing funny, fluffy stories so I usually go more for angst and just like, hurt my own feelings half the time. But in a good way!
Anyway! Thank you so much for your kind words it truly makes my day and encourages me to keep writing :) love to you!
Anyone that hasn’t read them can find them here.
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thepinklink · 5 months
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How about 'pink link'?
I'll see myself out.
Hey, another one! Plink thinks excitedly, clicking on the ask.
“How about ‘pink link’?
I’ll see myself out.”
Plink grins, ear to ear, impossibly happy and only holding in her unhinged laughter for the sake of her family.
Ereighna, you sly dog.
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garoujo · 2 years
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u guys don’t understand . she has me by the throat and i’m moaning .
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mebiselfandi · 1 year
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hey meb 🩷 how r u doing?
can u do a neymessi micro story with no. 20, pls? 🥹🫶🏻 i think i need a little neymessi fluff to survive the drought x
Omg heeey bestie🤭 I’m good wbu?
20. Alone, finally
It was one of those days. When the schedule was so tight Leo and Neymar barely saw each other. The few glimpses they had were when they were tired and worn out, half gone from the vigorous training they were doing. The sun baked their skin and even if they wanted to they wouldn’t have been able to talk to each other without somebody interrupting.
At some point they’d laid next to each other in the grass after running what had felt like a half marathon. And they breathed heavily, unable to speak but happy to catch their breaths with the other. However, as fast as they had relaxed, they had separated. Leo pulled off to some interview and Neymar to his millionth ad shoot of the week.
Leo answered the reporters indifferently and straight to the point, hoping to get it over as soon as possible. His fatigue addled mind could only think of one think - Ney. He let his mind wander off to the other man as he tuned out the conversations around him and let Xavi answer some of the other questions. What was he up to? He was probably almost done with his photo shoot then finally he’d have a chance to talk to him. Leo thought of how Ney had smelled, lying next to him and panting softly into the blazing sun. Like grass and sweat and that faint sweetness that reminded him of the summer they’d spent together doing nothing in the white beaches of Brazil. It was intoxicating, gentle and soft but unnoticeable. If he thought hard enough, he could smell him like he was right next to him. Smell of grass and golden sun wafting like a lullaby in his head.
“Well, Leo? What do you think?” Xavi asked.
Leo froze momentarily before laughing awkwardly and quietly agreeing. Everyone laughed. Oh gosh he hoped he hadn’t agreed to something scandalous. But finally the interview was over and he was out. He came out of the small conference room, barely bothering to say goodbye to Xavi before heading out in the direction of the photography room. As he walked down the corridor, one tracked in mind, he saw his Ney come out. Looking tired and worn out but beautiful as ever. He flashed him his bright smile upon spotting Leo heading to him. And just as Leo was about to smile back, he was suddenly face to face with Luis.
“Leo, I was looking for you,” Luis said.
Leo was not in the mood to have other conversations right now. He hoped he’d just get over it quick.
“Not right now Luis. I’m kinda busy.”
“But it’s important.”
Leo let out a loud sigh as he anxiously tipped back on his heels slightly.
“Okay yeah what is it?”
And just his luck, Luis began to drone on about tactics and the upcoming match and how he had a new strategy in mind. And Leo couldn’t help but peak over Luis’ shoulder to catch sight of Neymar but he was gone. As thought he’d never been there in the first place. He bit back the urge to sigh loudly and instead focused on listening to Luis, nodding along when expected and humming in agreement where needed.
“Yeah it’s a good plan we should definitely do it.” He could feel like information swirling in pools around his head. “Do you know where Ney went?”
Luis frowned softly as he realized Leo had barely understood a word he said.
“Oh yeah he said he was going to your room after his photoshoot.”
Leo gave him a smile, “thanks. I’ll see you later.” He didn’t wait for Luis to respond. He’d find time to feel bad about it later.
Two flights of stairs and one ridiculously long elevator ride later he was finally almost to his room. Just a few more steps and he’d see Neymar. God he was so tired. They hadn’t even let him shower first after practice. He felt gross and icky and he wanted nothing more than to cuddle close to the other man. Just as he was about to reach his door though, Gerard came into view from the other side of the corridor.
“Leo!” He called out as he jogged to catch up to him.
“No.”
Leo quickly scrambled to pull out his keycard and lock himself in his room before the other man could reach him. Leaning on the door in relief when he’d managed to escape him.
He took notice of the boy in his bed. Fresh and showered. Beautiful and sound asleep. His shorts and vest clung softly to his body and Leo watched with fondness as he snored softly. Neymar’s chest rose and fell gently. In, out, in, out like a hypnotizing image meant to calm Leo down. He walked forwards and crouched down next to the bed, placing a kiss to the other man’s temple. He didn’t wake but his lips crooked up ever so slightly in his sleep. Leo got back up, stripping his clothes of and climbing into the shower. It was cool and soothing, a sweet relief after the day he’d had. He made sure to be quick about it then threw on the spare pair of shorts he’d brought before walking back into the room where he found Ney awake and smiling sleepily at him.
“Leo,” he whispered blearily opening up his arms expectantly for the other man.
Leo smiled softly and happily climbed onto the bed and into Neymar’s arms.
He kissed Ney softly, admiring the way the setting sun lit up his skin in pastel shades of pinks and oranges making him appear even more beautiful than usual.
“I missed you,” Neymar mumbled into his ear as he drew Leo in closer to his chest. He rubbed slowly up and down his slightly damp skin, reveling in the feel of Leo.
Leo breathed in reply as he dug his face into Neymar’s neck. He still smelled of the sun. Warm and comforting. That familiar tropical scent of his body wash casting a calming spell into his mind. Leo hummed quietly, feeling calmer now that he was with his Ney. Finally alone, just the two of them.
“I missed you too.” He finally whispered back.
Neymar smiled and kissed him once more.
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