A Thief from Terrascottia

Heya folks, bet you probably saw this coming.

I’m going to be moving this blog to a sideblog by the same name. If you see @avimuses following you all of a sudden, that’s me! That’s going to be the new hub blog for this muse and several of my other muses as well!

Love you all!

Cracks knuckles

Another soft laugh is dragged from the music director as Leo gives a surprisingly very toony response to the sudden good-morning kiss. “How are you, Starlight? Good? You’re dirty…” That’s normal for Leo’s line of work, but that doesn’t stop Sammy from thumbing dirt away from his cheek.

He’s still so pretty to him, even under grease and grime.

“ Oh, you know... ” Is he looking for words even after the kiss has long since passed? Yes. Yes he is. Leo is one hundred percent a love-struck fool, don’t mind him. “ Just another day at the office, eh? I’m fine, don’t ya worry. ” And now he’s absentmindedly rubbing away at the grime and ink on his face.

Hands clasped behind his back, the director is humming one of the show’s songs under his breath as he walks the halls of the studio, keeping an eye out for a certain mechanic. And how he smiles when he sees him, before going over to him. Without warning, Sammy turns Leo to face him, and leans down to pull him into a kiss.

When it breaks, he leaves his hand on his cheek. “… good morning~”

The mechanic’s very human heart all but skips a beat when he’s suddenly pulled into a kiss ( and, mind you, he’s only a little dirty from the work, so no need to worry about that ), and the moment he’s let go there’s stars in his eyes. Honestly, with how the boy acts, you would think Leo would fit in a cartoon episode so well. Just add floating hearts around his head and he’d be good to go.

While Leo is gone, Sammy lets his head hang and just tries to make himself calm down. His boyfriend’s soft question and the scrape of the chair legs on the floor got his attention, and he looks up at him. His right eye definitely is blackened, and there are so many bruises on his neck and left arm, more than usual on his arm.

“… yes,” is all Sammy says, quiet once more as he usually is. He can’t take care of the wounds himself, at least.

Inspecting the damage, Leo manages to stay quiet despite how obviously upset he is about all of this. He doesn’t want Sammy to keep putting up with this, because he doesn’t deserve it, but instead he hums softly as he takes care of his boyfriend. Experience has taught him how to handle a first aid kit, and thank goodness for that.

’   ONLY   A   COWARD   WOULD   BELIEVE   THAT   AND   BE   LEWD   !   ’

“I have no complaints about this.” ( @dismayedgospel )

He flinches at the tone. It’s not exactly what he expects, no, but he doesn’t say anything as Sammy yells. Better to let him have this one. He needs to let it out.

At least, he definitely sounds like he does.

Truth be told, every word he’s ever heard about Richard makes his stomach boil. And as much as he wants to hunt the guy down to teach him a lesson, he holds himself back and bites his tongue. Sammy needs him here, right now, not elsewhere. So he nods, offers a reassuring smile, and hurries off to retrieve the first aid kit from the infirmary.

He’s already opening it as he returns, setting it down on Sammy’s desk and pulling up a chair to sit beside him.

             ’   NO,   THAT’S   LEWD   !   ’

[ Oreo vc ] ’ NO. ‘

“ Ya know, if I wanna go to work shirtless... I probably will. ”

“Starlight…”

The absolute voice of concern.

“ Guess I’m not gonna try out that spleen smasher. ”