(i think i have like 2 and 1 platonic ship umm there’s dad and gabe ofc and kieran and ayleen?? then the platonic is kieran and mado and i love those 2 so much if these aren’t mutual ships and are just me in a row boat or if i’m forgetting one feel free to come beat me up)
SO YESTERDAY WAS AYLEEN DAY™ AS IN THE LOML’S @settingtrends BIRTHDAY AND ALTHOUGH I SENT HER A 1000 WORD ESSAY THROUGH TEXT WHEN THE CLOCK HIT MIDNIGHT ON FRIDAY NIGHT I DIDNT GET TO MAKE MY EXTRA AF POST HERE ON TUMBLR CUS I WAS “HOME” FOR THE WEEKEND AND I NEVER HAVE STABLE INTERNET THERE PLUS I WAS WORKING ALL DAY YESTERDAY AND I DIDNT GET TO WRITE THE ESSAY I HAD PLANNED. SO NOW THAT IM BACK AT MY OWN PLACE IM GONNA DO THIS EVEN THO ITS A DAY LATE (but leen u already read my extra af birthday mssg i texted you friday night, but this is just an extension of that extra af love cus u know…. how else would i commemorate ur bday???)
I’m about to be sappy so it’s gonna be under the cut
Ayleen couldn't believe that she had this feeling tugging at her, a urge that she found to be annoying. "No, no, you're stronger than this freakin m!a, you can handle it." she muttered to herself, pacing back and forth on the rooftops, swinging 'Mercy' around in front of her. ((m!a:kiss, she will fight the urge to save their friendship!))
“Are you okay, Ayleen?” Raph asked, jumping down from out of nowhere. His silence gave him the advantage, and he ducked out of the way of her sword. “You’ve been muttering for like ten minutes.”
Placing her towel down onto the beach chair, and her fruit salad, courtesy of Adam, on the table, Ayleen scanned the semi-crowded pool. "Gonna swim some laps, then relax in the jacuzzi."
It was only one o’ clock. Man, he hated working on the weekends. He’d already had to kick two kids out and tell their parents that they’d been trying to drown each other.
The dark haired mans eye’s traveled across the pool side, where he thought he spotted an unattended child on one of the seats. Approaching, he tapped her on the shoulder. “Hey sweetie, you can’t be here withou-” That wasn’t a child, great job, James.
“I am really sorry about that, ma'am..” James apologised, raising his hands, open palmed.