#….Mikey’s drunk with you you wake up in his bed

[yorshie]

My sister-in-law got me drunk and now all I can think about is how the turtles would react to a drunk reader like how would care for them who would be made im SPIRALING

#Leo would totally be kinda mad about it but also like hella nervous like are you ok are you alright do I need to come get you #oh he’d hold your hair and get you drinks but also would not have any patience for hangovers in the morning like you did this to yourself #raph would think it’s fucking hilarious once he has you safe and sound where he can watch over you #fuck though if someone tried anything with you he’d ducking send them to the morgue in a sheet #raph in the morning would make you greasy food and chuckle while he holds your hair back for you if you puke #Donnie would be the kind to limit where you can go like you’re drunk? no you can’t have more no you can’t go out sit still #have a trashcan there for you to puke in though #get you Gatorade and snackies as soon as he knows you won’t puke in his lab #oh course he’s got you laying in his bed it’s where you’ll be comfortable #….Mikey’s drunk with you you wake up in his bed #edit came back they’d all have you quarantined by the end of the night like no you are not getting out of their sight so sorry #not sorry drink some water sweetheart you’re banned from liquor

[dex0s]

☆ ⌒Short smut ˑ 𖥔

!Draken x reader x Mikey!

A/N Ngl I’m starting to get writers block but this is all smut because I’m too lazy to make a story. Warning; your ass getting called a boypussy

Image you waking up to both of your holes stuffed.

One cock in your ass and the other in your mouth.

Mikey and Draken had the biggest crush on the cashier at the bakery that they would go to.

They slowly got to know you better and it got to a point your guys would have sleepovers or hangouts.

But tonight they were going to do something they have been waiting for.

Draken asked if you wanted to have a sleepover at his house just you and him and of course you accept.

You had ended up falling asleep on the movie you guys were watching and that’s was when the plan was set in motion.

Draken had called Mikey over so they can start yet Draken was getting inpatient so he decided that he would start without Mikey.

By the time Mikey finally arrived Draken already had his cock in your ass with you moaning underneath him.

You moaned as Draken pounded your “boypussy”, you hear to door open and you see Mikey standing there with a pouty face. “You know you could have waited until I was here” he said

Yet he got no response due to Draken being too drunk on your ass. Mikey walked up to you two and from the corner of your eye is can see the tightness in his pants.

Draken knew he was close to release so he started to become sloppy with his thrust. Mikey settled on the bed and pulled out his hard cock, took one of your hands and started to use it to jerk himself off.

Draken finally released his warm cum in your slimy walls but he wasn’t near done. Draken slipped out of your walls and said, “Mikey it’s your turn”, Mikey quickly climbed over to where Draken was sitting.

Mikey slides in easily with Draken’s cum and your walls already prepped, Not even seconds later Mikey was pounding into you like a dog in heat.

“D-damn you feel amazing” is what Mikey said, Mikey took one of your nipples in his mouth sucking like you would lactate some milk.

As you opened your mouth to gasp and Draken took this as an opportunity to slip his cock in your mouth.

Before you can a breath of air Draken already started to thrust in your mouth not caring if you can breathe or not. He’s more worried about chasing his high than you.

Finally after the third round you can feel both of them getting sloppy. That when you felt something warm in your ass and a salty taste in your mouth.

Closing your eyes someone slap your ass. “Don’t go to sleep now, we still have the whole night ahead of us”

#male reader #yandere x reader #yandere x male reader #smut #yandere #tokyo rev smut #mikey tokyo revengers #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers #draken x male reader #mikey x male reader #sub male reader #bottom male reader #yandere male x male reader #yandere male x reader #draken smut #mikey smut #tokyo manji gang #short story #uke male reader #male reader smut #black male reader #tokyo revengers x male reader

[em1e]

weddings | emma and draken get married before you and shin question mark

⿻ mini series ft. you dating shinichiro and whatever chaos that comes from that !! ✕ fluff !! implied fem!reader but no gender-referring pronouns ♡ series m.list

it doesn’t surprise you when emma informs you of draken’s proposal to her. 

the two had been pining after each other for as long as you could remember, and really it’s cute that he’s decided to propose to her at the age of twenty-two. emma is elated as she tells you and her now maid of honor hina what plans she has for the wedding. 

she’d been preparing for this since she was twelve, (you know because you helped her put together the scrapbook in her hands) and you and hina assist her with picking between some of the old, replacing certain things with more in-date styles. 

she decides the theme to be soft and pink, and it fits her really well, you decide, when she shows you bridesmaid dress options, and you and hina are there when she picks out her wedding dress style. mitsuya, mikey’s friend and fashion designer, takes it upon himself to create and design and fit emma’s dress to her perfectly, and when she twirls around in it, you can’t help the swell of pride that blooms in your chest at how much she’s grown, at how happy she is. 

she asks you to be one of her bridesmaids, with shinichiro being one of draken’s groomsmen. mikey is his best man, to no one’s surprise, 

your boyfriend -  yes, boyfriend, shinichiro helps in any way he can to give what little advice he can offer on the subject, and for the next few months makes it a point to ignore the way you imply being surprised that the two are getting married before you and he. 

“i just think it’s so cute they’re getting married so early in life.” you begin, laying in bed beside him, and shinichiro knows where the conversation is being directed from your tone alone. 

“it is,” he agrees, “very cute.” 

“kinda amazing, too, huh? they’re so young and so in love.” you hum out, arm wrapping around his waist with your head falling against his shoulder. 

“mhm.” he hums out, rubbing your back, “pretty amazing.” 

“can’t believe it’s all happening tomorrow,” your fingers drum against his stomach, wiggle their way under his shirt and leave goosebumps in their wake, “you excited?” 

“‘f’course,” he presses a kiss to the top of your head, “super excited.” 

“d’ya think our wedding will be as nice?” you mumble out, fingers stopping their dance as you await the answer. 

“even better,” you can feel his smile against your hair, “but don’t tell emma.” 

the wedding is, as you’d expect, beautiful. emma’s dress fit her perfectly, draken cleaned up nicely, and everything went even better than anyone could have hoped. 

during the party, hours later, emma and draken are tipsy as they dance with one another. most of their friends have left, either to get back to their home lives or to keep the party going at a nearby bar, but you and shinichiro stay at the venue, watchung as the two newlyweds sway back and forth to a soft song playing on the speakers. 

you sip on your wine, just over the line of tipsy, with shinichiro pulling you into his side, fingers pressing into your hip. you think he might be further gone than you, from the way he sways with the music as well, but he’s hardly drunk any from what you’d witnessed. 

“let’s dance.” he whispers in your ear, pulling you from your assigned seat before you have time to protest, and soon you’re a good two meters away from draken and emma, lost in your own world when he pulls you close and rocks you back and forth in tandem with the music. 

“love ya lots,” shinichiro is still whispering as he pulls you impossibly closer, arms at your lower back to keep you against him. 

your own wrap around his neck, head tilting up with that smile he just adores, absolutely eats up, on your lips, “i know ya do. i love you too.” 

“just don’t think i say it enough,” he continues, forehead bumping softly against your own as his eyes close, ��don’t think i’ve ‘ver loved someone as much as i love you.” 

the words have a flush creeping its way up your cheeks, but you scrunch your nose at him, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips, “s’good to hear. don’t wanna have to split that love with anyone.” 

he laughs a little, pulling away from you slightly and digging into his pocket. your brows furrow at the loss of contact, pausing your dance (if you could even call it that) to question him instead. 

“you can’t smoke in here, you know? s’a private building-” 

“i know that,” he laughs again, cupping your face in with the hand not digging in his pocket. his thumb runs against the bone, looking at you with such an admiration that leaves you melting into the touch, eyes fluttering closed for only a second until he’s moving again. placing the opposite hand between you as if showing you something so top secret, so confidential, it has your eyebrows furrowing and head tilting out of his touch. 

“i wa’na spend the rest of my life with you,” he starts before you can ask, and your brows furrow even further at the implication, “was gonna wait for us to be back home, but you look so pretty right now, ‘nd i really don’t think there’d be a more perfect moment than now.” 

“shin . . .” 

“i love you,” he repeats, voice still just above a whisper, “so very much.” 

and when you look down at his hand between the two of you, you can make out the small, velvet box sat in the middle of his palm. 

#salmon rowe #sano shinichiro x reader #shinichiro x reader #shinichiro sano x reader #sano x reader #shinichiro sano #sano shinichiro #x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader

[teenage-mutant-ninja-freak]

Romantic moments with the boys/the most romantic things they've ever said to you

Leo

It's a lazy Sunday morning

you two are still in pj's and bustling round the kitchen making breakfast

it's not a productive day, you've both been so busy recently that you decided you need a rest day

as you're sitting at the table and Leo is pouring another cup of coffee he starts saying something but you don't quite hear it

"What? speak up, babe"

"I said, I used to think my life, my purpose, was fighting. Just being a weapon for good. But, if I could wake up at 2pm and roll over and kiss you and that's all I did with my day, that would give me greater meaning than any fight I could win"

you're shocked

at his tenderness, at his honestly, at the romance of it

"and no one would get hurt in the process" you reply

there's a moment of silence where you're just looking in each other's eyes

everything else seems to melt away.

Raph

He's a little drunk

but that's when the best stuff always comes out

you've both been partying in the lair, loud music, drinks flowing, dancing ect

he collapses on the bed and looks over at you, smiling

"what?" you demand

he chuckles and looks at the ceiling

"Y'know, I'm not the religious type and even if I was, there's no way I'm getting past the pearly gates but, I would gladly go to hell and tell them I've seen heaven without even entering it every time I've kissed you"

"you're drunk" you say

"I'm drunk sure, but tomorrow I'll wake up sober and you'll still be an angel"

Mikey

you've made cinnamon rolls

and you're sat on the floor of his room both stuffing your faces

he offers you the centre (the best part) of the last one

the sticky goodness of the icing still stuck to his fingers

you take it and happily eat it

"Why'd you always do that?" you ask "give me the best part?"

"I want to give you everything, the moon, the stars, the sun. But I can't do that, so the little things will have to do. I'll spend the rest of my life trying to give you the world"

"Mikey..." you begin "Don't get all soppy on me"

he flashes you a smile

"Bet I can chug more soda that you!"

and the moment is over, but you'll never forget what he said

Donnie

It starts as kind of an argument

"You're telling me you're a scientist and you know that energy can't be made or destroyed but you still think there's nothing after death? That we don't go anywhere, all the energy inside us?!"

"There's an argument to be made for that, yes. But the energy goes into the soil or heat if you're cremated! There is no next life, we're done"

"I refuse to believe that"

you give him that indignant look you always do when you know you're losing the argument

he laughs and then stops to think for a second

"Ok, I'll make you a deal. If there is a next life, promise me you'll find me in that one too? And the one after that? One lifetime isn't enough of you"

"I promise" you say.

he takes your hand and kisses it

"Then it's a deal"

#tmnt #tmnt imagine #tmnt x reader #tmntxreader #tmnt donnie #tmnt mikey #tmnt leo #tmnt raph #romance #romantic

[eashmo]

7 minutes in hell, or is it heaven? Part 7 💋

-Made For Me-

Warnings: SMUT we finally got SMUT!!!, fluff, and a lot of angst. Billy is an extremely soft boyfriend to y/n that it hurts my soul.

A/N: this is a long chapter also Yes, I had a heart attack with writing the smut wish I had that shit.

i hope i did it justice, i'm a pro at reading smut but not a pro writing it lol.

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*y/n pov*

During the drive back, I could feel his eyes on my entire time.

"Do you need something." I ask, amused.

"Don't mind me, princess, just admiring your gorgeous face." He tenderly says.

"Since when did Billy Hargrove turn into a sap?" I teased.

Chuckling "since you punched me." He lightly says.

Shaking my head, " I love you, you idiot." I grinned.

"I love you too, nerd," he matches my grin

Thankfully, the parents were on a business trip because a semi drunk billy was a loud billy.

"Baby hush, we don't want to wake up the whole damn neighborhood." I whisper, he hollers as put my hand over his mouth. Of course, he licks it. Rolling my eyes as I get him to the front door. Getting up the stairs into my room where I discover that he would turn into a brat. Getting him to take a shower was a bitch because all he wanted to do was fall asleep at the desk chair.

"Quit being a brat and go shower. You smell like a distillery." I giggled.

"No." Is all I got.

"Well then, no kisses or cuddles for you on this comfy bed." I point to my unmade bed from racing out of it earlier.

"Fine whatever women, only because I like you." He reluctantly got up, giving me a peck on the lips.

"Nah, it's because you love me." I say teasingly.

"I'm starting to regret using those words." He laughs

Sticking my tongue out, he laughs harder as he exits the bedroom.

Hearing the water rushing through the pipes, I got up to get spare clothes from my brothers old room. I wish Mikey was still here, but nothing lasts forever. Right?

My brother died a year before Billy showed up. We got separated, and I finally discovered he was actually killed by a demogorgon at the school trying to protect the kids. That's what El told me. I just don't want Billy to find out that he moved to a "cursed" town, not yet anyway. Maybe that's me being selfish now because he would leave.

The government prohibited us from talking about certain events anyway. It's been hard not telling him the truth. Christ, his step sister knows now of the upside-down. I just hope he doesn't fall to the same Fate like my brother or meet something worse than a demogorgon.

I hear the water stop , and the bathroom door opens, revealing Billy, the towel hanging dangerously off his hip, water droplets falling down his California sun-kissed chest to his navel. Gulping, I look up into his eyes.

"Like what you see, baby?" He smirks.

"Yes I do but I'm exhausted and would like to go back to see because someone had to ruin my beauty sleep." I lazily say with a hint of crankyness

"Here," giving him the clothes. "There are my brothers. They should fit."

"I didn't know you have a brother." He says.

"Had a brother, I try not to talk about him." I sadly say as I walk back to my room. Ignoring his eyes that held so many questions. "Come on, handsome, let's sleep for a bit." I held a hand out.

*TIME SKIP SUNDAY MORNING*

*smut incoming*

After breakfast, we sat on the couch watching Gremlins. I couldn't help the notice how close his body was to my own. The space between us felt heavy, my eyes full of unspoken desire to be consumed by him. His thigh rested near my own, I want nothing more than run my hands along his thigh. To feel his warmth underneath my fingertips, to just feel him. I clenched my hands, "You're aloud to touch me, baby girl." He notices me hesitating. Of course, he noticed I didn't want him to. I was supposed to be watching the movie, but my mind could only think about him. Turning his head full towards me, he gently places his right hand on my left hand and spoke in a husky voice. "Is everything okay, baby?" I looked into his eyes for a few seconds and smiled.

"Yes, just thinking about someone. That's all." He tilts his head.

"Who are you thinking about?" He's asks. I whisper a singular word.

"You"

He holds my gaze, I see more details about him that I never noticed, Noticing the way his soft lips were slightly damp from sweeping his tongue over them. Desire was sizzling through the air. A desire of wanting to taste him in many ways, a desire to kiss those lips and run my fingers through his blonde hair. He leans towards me, maintaining eye contact. I inhale his intoxicating scent as his lips hover over in front of my own, we are only inches apart, our lips touch, which makes my body starts to tremble. previous kisses couldn't compare to the fiery sparks i felt whenever i kissed him. I can't control the tension anymore.

I press my lips harder to his. He immediately kissed back with the same force, we become desperate and feverish, our lips moving faster. Our bodies are melting into one. I can feel every inch of him, but I need more.

His hands wonder to my hips as mine threads through his hair, pulling him closer. I exhale through the kiss as it slows down, savoring every bit of his sweet taste. He drags me on top of him, making me straddle his hips with my thick thighs. My clothed crotch presses against his own. With this, I can feel he's becoming hard, which makes me shiver as I start grinding against him, he growls.

"God, you are so beautiful. Like this, trembling to my touch. " He groans.

Billy pushes me onto my back. The couch cushions feel like clouds as His body came down with me. He grinds his pelvis into mine slowly. His kisses become dominant. I pull my head away, breathing heavy. " This is my first time." I mumbled has He buries his face into my neck. He stills and looks into my eyes. "Are you sure you want me to continue?" He asks with concern.

"Y-yes, please, I don't want it any other way." giving him a breathy response.

Grinning "as you wish princess." He resumed kissing my neck, trailing down to my collarbone.

"Tell me what you want, moan it to me, baby girl." He says while taking the hem of my sleep shirt and pulling it over my head. He scans my bare chest and my tummy with desire. I shyly covered myself. "I'm sorry for being chubby," I say with sadness.

"Beautiful, your body is perfect. You were made for me." Removing my hands and drops down kiss my curves.

gripping the hem of his shirt, pulling it off him, admiring his half-naked body. "I-i want you all of you." I shyly say as i pull him down to kiss his lips. I nibble his lower lip, gently pulling on it, which ejects a moan from him. His moans make me want to melt into a puddle. He sits up between my legs and takes my sleep shorts, leaving me in pink laced underwear.

His eyes look at me with desperation. He plays with the elastic of my underwear. Using my feet struggled to slide off his sweat pants, billy takes them off completely, I see his cock bulging through his boxers. I make eye contact with him and say, whimpering, "I love you." He smirks and removes his boxers, his cock sticks out almost straight, he's already fully hard. Jesus, he's big.

He teases me by kissing the inside of my thighs, trailing down to my core. "So wet for me baby" He dives in with no mercy, gasping my hands immediately when to his hair, his lips kissing and sucking my clit as a finger enters me, I start to loudly whimper and grind myself on his tongue and fingers. With a loud pop he pulls away from my weeping pussy. "You taste as delicious as i thought."

His kisses trail up my stomach, to my chest to finally stop at my mouth. He mumbles, " I love you so much," into my mouth. Weaving my fingers into his hair. Tugging the strands slightly, he gave me a guttural growl.

“Are you sure you want this?, use the word mustard if it's too much” he says.

Giggling “Stop teasing me. And fuck me already” I bite back playfully.

"yes, ma'am", He strokes his cock with a few pumps making it harder. He pulling off my underwear, slowly enters my pussy. Gripping his arm tightly as he bottomed out into me. My eyes screwed shut. When they said it hurt they weren't lying.

“You okay baby?, do you want me to stop?, just say the world i will stop, i don't want to hurt you precious” he quickly says.

“No, no, I'm fine, just move already.” I gritted my teeth. 

His strong hands grab my thighs to spread my legs., his cock stretching me. He continues at a slow pace, moans of pleasure emits from both of us, My body started to become more desperate and I thrust myself up causing his cock to enter me more. This executes a long, low growl from him. He pushes my thighs back down firmly, but not enough to cause pain. Billy holds himself inside me for a few seconds before pulling out almost all the way. He then slams his cock inside of me and back out again. I clench the cushions with my hands, gasping his name. This fuels him to go faster and harder. I close my eyes and bite my lower lip holding back from moaning more.

“I wanna hear you scream, princess.” His pace gets faster. the sound of skin on skin echo through the empty house.

Billy pulls out. “Sit up” he demands while he sits on the couch. I follow his command, his hands grasp my waist, and he pulls me on top of him.

“Me on top? I don't wanna squish you,” I say

“Just shut up and fuck me, nerd.” he snarls. This sends a shiver down my spine. mounting his stiff cock and starting bouncing on him. I lean over him slightly and place my hands on his body. I begin to move my body quicker now, feeling his cock enter and exit me repetitively. He thrusts his cock inside of me at the same time in a fast motion, my body feels like it’s going to explode. My tits bounce with the fast motion “You’re such a good girl,” he moans.

“I’m your good girl,” I say back, one of his hand go to my waist, the other holding both wrists behind my back as he trusts harder. My pussy tingles with delight and my legs shake slightly “Oh god, I’m going to cum” I exclaim.  

"Mine." he growls in my ear.

"yours" i gasp as hold on to him.

His moans send electricity down my spine as i clamped down around him. I put my face in the crook of his neck and suck, his moans persist more, this time loud and faster. his body filled with the need for release. My moans turn into screams, not caring if anyone overhears. “Please Don’t Stop” I manage to demand through a scream. My body feels hot and ready to cum again. Billy's eyes squint and his head throws back. I feel like my body is going to explode with delight. It feels too good, I let myself go and become overwhelmed. I gave out one final scream as my body felt like it was lit on fire with sparks flying everywhere, Billy dismounts me from him as he came onto his stomach, I whimper from already missing him being inside of me. 

“Is it always like this?,” heaving breathing while I collapse on top of him.

“No this was something different.” regaining his breath, feeling it too. Circling his arms around me. 

“What was it then?” i questioned 

“I never experienced it, but I think that's what making love feels like” he grins.

Grinning back at him, I kiss him. “I could get used to this” I thought.

“Can we keep our relationship a secret for a few days? I don't want to hear the drama just yet." I asked.

“Sure thing, sweetheart, I understand.” he says with a small smile.

He glances at the clock “ shit, I have to go, my father is going to kill me.”

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[sadakorosee]

Bed Rest

Summary: Reader is 32 weeks pregnant. Leo and Raph's story takes place at Vern's party while Donnie and Mikey's story takes place in the lair. I was out of ideas.

(l/s/o) - leo's s/o

(r/s/o) - raph's s/o

(d/s/o) - donnie's s/o

(m/s/o) - mikey's s/o

Leonardo:

2 drunk guys got too careless and made a mess on Vern's floor. Everyone was too drunk to care except you who only watched from the living room where the atmosphere was quieter and less people were hanging out. Because you were pregnant, you couldn't stand too long so April led you to the living room.

Not seeing Leo around, you stood up to grab yourself a drink when you didn't realize someone dropped their cake on the floor and you slipped on it, dropping on your back as everyone gasped to look at you. Women nearby you immediately reacted when they saw your big belly and tried to help you but your eyes closed on its own when you felt pain at the back of your head.

Leo was livid. At the people who made you fall and at himself; he should've stayed behind with you. He only left for a while to grab his and your drink until he heard multiple gasps. When he saw you on the floor, all he saw was red. Like, Raph's bandana kind of red.

See, your pregnancy was unique; it was yours and Leo's creation so a normal hospital wouldn't know how to treat a possible mutant-human baby so here you are being treated by doctors who can. The doctor finally did their tests and explained that there was no problem with your baby and it was healthy. No damage to you either so it was a relief, however, you were asked to stay on bed rest for another 8 weeks.

At the lair, Leo was more than willing to be your 'maid' for the next eight weeks. Splinter was also there to land you a helping hand but you tried to deny his help because he was an old rat.

"No, I have a young soul." He once said with a smug look, 'combing' his long beard.

3 weeks later and you felt so restless it was getting boring. But it was worth it when everytime he comes back from patrol, he'd lay down in bed with you and put his head on your stomach which your baby is always kicking.

"Hi, baby." Leo softly said on your stomach. "Don't give your mama a hard time, okay? She's on bed rest and we can't wait to see you soon." He placed a kiss on your stomach to your lips. "You're a strong woman, y/n. I love you so much. I'm so glad you're mine and carrying our child."

Raphael:

It was a stupid argument, really.

You and Raph had been arguing from the lair to Vern's party house about you not going to the party; Raph wants you at the lair where it's risk free for you and the baby. You, however, are stubborn and want to get out.

You were stuck at the lair for 2 months without going topside because of your special doctor's orders. It drove you insane being stuck at the lair, it didn't help when Mikey has his eyes on you 24/7 and making sure you have all the things you needed.

The argument made you stressed and you lose consciousness just an hour after you and the turtles arrived Vern's place.

Raph was with you the entire time you were being checked - kneeled down beside you holding your fragile hands in his, worried eyes watching your closed ones waiting for small movements from you.

"y/n darling.. please wake up." He stroked your hair gently. He was trying not to panic and cry when everyone's in the room but his sniffing betrayed him when he felt a hand on his shell.

"Pull yourself together, Raph." Leo said.

"You need to be strong for her." (l/s/o) assured, her hand rubbed Raph's shoulder, her other hand on her also pregnant stomach. "She can't be stressed during pregnancy. She'll risk hers and baby's life." She explained.

"She's stressed, alright," The doctor pulled away. "Her heartbeat's escalating so her blood pressure is high. Your baby is fine but your partner must be on bed rest for the next 8 weeks. She can't move unless for bathroom breaks. Her bath must be 10 minutes, not more than that."

After you woke up, it saddens you that you're on bed rest until your due date and Raph was assisting you all the way. Unfortunately, all of the turtles' s/o are also on bed rest like you are and now gathering in the baby room.

"I hate bed rest." (d/s/o) grumbled while looking at her iPad. "It doesn't help Donnie unsubscribe all the thriller movies, afraid my blood pressure goes up."

"Being pregnant sucks." (m/s/o) pouted. She was an active roller skater and since she got pregnant, her activities halted. Including cooking, which was hers and Mikey's favourite thing to do.

"Next mating season, we girls are going on a holiday. How does Malaysia sound?"

"Let's go/Agreed/Bet!"

Donatello:

You're the type to must do everything in the lair, even at 32 weeks.

(m/s/o) dropped her porridge on the floor after her baby kicked her and because she couldn't bend down, you think it would be nothing for you but boy you were wrong.

After cleaning up, you clutched your stomach in pain forming cold sweats leaning on the kitchen sink for support. (m/s/o) being the worrier and loud gal, she started pacing back and forth not knowing what to do. Her boyfriend wasn't even around!

"Omg omg omg what do I do? Mikey isn't around! Uhh I should call Don- crap! He's at patrol with Leo!" (m/s/o) was already panicky and with how she's behaving, she might end up giving birth early.

You watched her impassively. Is she for real right now?

"At this point, you're the one giving birth today." You tittered.

Finally after (m/s/o) calmed down, she contacted Donnie. "H-Hey Donatello! Um, something happen--"

"What's wrong, (m/s/o)??"

After she explained what happened, Donnie and Leo ran back to the lair, finding you sitting at the taller stool by the kitchen island. He held you in case you're about to fall.

"I thought you're on bed rest, y/n! What are you doing up?" He raised his voice a bit with distress, eyes narrowed at you. You avoided eye contact knowing he'll just get angry whatever reason you give him. "y/n... if you fell and I wasn't even around, then what do I do? I'm not a practiced doctor."

"I-I'm sorry." Your hormones got to you and cried. Donnie's reaction changed and he relaxed his face.

"No no I'm sorry," he pulled you into an embrace and put his chin on your head. "I'm just worried about you.. carrying our mutant-human baby in your stomach. I'm afraid of future complications and your time to give birth. I looked forward to the day we get to be family and when you announced your pregnancy, I got scared." He pulled away to look at you, his fingers stroking your hair. "I'm scared of what's going to happen to you. I don't want to lose you, y/n. I may never find love again if I lose you."

"Aww, Donnie." You lose your shit again and sobbed.

This time, Donnie joined the tear festival.

Michelangelo:

You're restless, that's all.

As active as your happy turtle boyfriend. You've been eyeing your roller blades that's collecting dusts for 7 and a half months now and no one was wearing it.

"I want to roller skate again." You pouted to yourself, (r/s/o) sitting beside you joining the bed rest as well.

"y/n, if you so much as getting up from this bed-- God, you're stubborn." (r/s/o) rolled her eyes when you waddle to your skates. The attempt to getting your skates failed so you turn to (r/s/o) who shakes her head. "Uh uh. I'm not helping you, y/n. If Mikey sees you wearing it for the fun of it, he'll burn it."

"B-But--"

"No buts! Now get back to bed or so help me..." (r/s/o) threatened and that made you weak and small.

"O-Okay..." You looked down, tears dropping to the floor and waddled back to bed. Your body shook as you let out small whimpers and (r/s/o) sighed.

"Do you want me to call Mikey for you?" You nodded meekly. "Okay but please stop crying. He'll get mad at me for making you cry."

The turtles returned home and went to visit their s/o's after removing their gears. Both Raph and Mikey walked into the room where you and (r/s/o) were resting.

"How are you feeling, (r/s/o)?" Raph asked his s/o.

"I'm great but I sort of made y/n cry for scolding her. She was about to use her roller blades."

"You WHAT?" Mikey turned to you wide eyed. "Angelcakes, that was dangerous! You're carrying a baby in you! What if you fall?" It was the first time you see him panic and a bit angry.

"I'm s-sorry. I want to skate so bad but I'm so big and round I can't see my feet anymore."

"You'll be able to skate soon and we can teach our baby when they're older! Come on, smile for me." Mikey hold your cheeks with both hands, his baby blue eyes gazed into yours. "You're the most beautiful when you smile."

You shot your smile and he cuddled you, hand rubbing your back.

Bonus:

"How come you never sweet talk like that with me, Red?" (r/s/o) asked straight faced.

"Woman, you gave me a heart attack when you fainted from high blood pressure. I have to live with that as long as I live." Raph booped her nose.

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[je5hko]

GTA HEADCANONS‼️‼️

these been living in my head rent free since january

Back in the day, Michael and Trevor tried to exchange clothes, but M would stretch T’s clothes too much, that they started to look funny on him. (Mostly t-shirts). So Trev started to wear bigger sizes in case the money situation got worse, and they didn’t have much clothing. (Even when Michael abandoned him, he never stopped to wear oversized clothes)

Lamar is a sucker for old photos, for example: he kept all of the pictures of him, Tonya and Franklin together in highschool, puppy chop, all that.

Trevor gave Michael lice, so he shaved his head. He couldn’t stand the itching.

Franklin’s favourite food is beacon flavoured lays

Trevor’s favourite food is peanut m&m (Michael HATES them)

Michael’s favourite food is antidepressants

Trevor was first to notice Tracey’s bulimia, and asked her to talk about it to her therapist. He still sees her as a little girl, genuinely cares about her.

Whenever T and Tracey spend time together, he would let her paint his nails. Brad once made fun of him having them painted pink, and Trev punched him right in the jaw.

T would steal little things for Tracey, such as nail polish, plushies, etc.

Michael would go on cigarette walks when he couldn’t sleep. Insomnia kicked his ass hard.

Trevor NEVER sleeps. Trevor had, and still has, a nightmares about his family (mostly parents). Whenever he and Michael would sleep together in one bed at motel, he would wake up in the middle of the night and hug Mikey as tight as he could, silently sobbing. Of course, Michael wakes up most of the time when he hugs him. He asked about Trevs nightmares twice: 1st time he asked, was when he and T were just simply laying down, and the only response he got, was a solid punch in the face. Second time, was when they were both drunk, high, (whatever) and were venting to each other about theirs families. Trev told him about his relationship with family, his mommy issues and these nightmares he’s been having. After that night, Michael decided to never ask again about his dreams, and also promised to himself, that he would comfort Trevor every single time when he’d be having nights like these. Michael got used to random tight hugs, and Trevor got used to having someone to hug to when having nightmares.


After Michael abandoned him, he tried to stay awake for as long as his organism could last, took lots of drugs that kept him awake, so he didn't have to deal with these stupid memories.
But one night he had to sleep, and these nightmares came back, even stronger. Now not only his family haunted him in his sleep, but Michael was there too.

THATS ALL FOR NOW!! LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT MORE

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[tmnt-tychou]

So, I was having a discussion with a good friend of mine. And I've made the executive decision that you would write this the best.

Would you consider writing HCs about the boys inebriated flirting habits?

Pretty please 😁

Love you and your work 🙌🏻🤩

You and your friend sound very wise. LOL. Here's what I got.

First of all, these are big boys. It takes a LOT of alcohol to get them drunk. So it's very rare you see them more than just a little buzzed. But at the same time, they are turtles and their bodies weren't meant to consume alcohol, so being tipsy still goofs them up a bit. Especially if they're trying to do something that takes concentration like reading someone's body language in order to flirt with them.

Leo

Drunk Leo thinks he is smooth as silk, when in reality, alcohol turns him into a clumsy dumbass. He likes to do the casual leaning thing when he talks to you. But the booze either messes with this depth perception or he just doesn't pay attention as well. Whatever he tries to lean on, he usually misses and falls over. And he is absolutely horrific at pickup lines. In his brain, he is nailing it, but they are super cringe. Lucky for him, he's hot as hell, so his dumb ass still ends up going home with whoever he's flirting with.

Donnie

Donnie isn't much of a drinker. He doesn't like the taste of alcohol and he doesn't like being drunk. He'll drink socially at times, but not too much. Just enough to get a good buzz. And what that does to him is take away his filter and make him a bit of a romantic. If you ever wonder how he feels about you, just sit somewhere quiet with him while he drinks. He'll look at you for a while, mulling you over in his brain. Then it will just pop out. “I really like you.” Or “I think you are the most beautiful person I've ever met.” Or whatever it is about you that happens to be on his mind. He will give you those soft, dreamy eyes and he will totally let you climb into his lap and make out with him.

Mikey

Booze will make Mikey the smoothest mother fucker you have ever met. Sober, he is cheesy, cringe, and maybe a little too desperate. Drunk Mikey is cool, calm, and always says exactly the right thing. His voice gets a little husky with alcohol. He takes his time romancing and charming you. He likes to touch you, but not too much. Just flirting with fingers brushing fingers, or he will let his arm brush yours. Just a little taste with a promise of what comes later. All his brothers watch him effortlessly close the deal with a certain jealousy. No one is as smooth as Drunk Mikey.

Raph

Every once in a while, Raphael is a cranky drunk. But nine times out of ten he turns into a big snuggle bug. He will act a bit sleepy and when you try to talk to him, he is slow to answer. And his voice is that deep, calm rumble. Mostly because all he is thinking about is how soft you look and how he would love to snuggle up with you on the couch or in bed. All his personal hang-ups and insecurities are forgotten. He just wants to touch your soft skin and put his face in your neck. You can let him cuddle up to you, wrapped up in his strong arms, but know it's a trap. If he falls asleep—and he most likely will—you will be trapped there until he wakes up. Because he is also an octopus. He is wrapping himself around you and not letting go until he's sober again.

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[cevansbaby-dove]

Chris Loves love part 9

wheww!! Thank you for all the love on this fic i am so happy you all like my writing!

time skip three days.

Emily's pov.

I sit on set where chris is filming his brand new show Defending Jacob and i have to admit he's very hot as a lawyer. "that's a wrap" Chris smiles at me and waves at some of the crew and he sits by me and kisses my cheek. "Hey Em whatca think?"

"I think you are a great so called lawyer" I smile. "Thanks it's a lot but it's fun to do."

Chris looks at me. "Oh i forgot to tell you, um There is a Golden globe tonight did you um...want to uh..go with me as a um..."

I smile. 'Date?" He looks at me and nods. "yea a date" "Yes I would love to join you" He smiles. 'Great"

I nod. "Works for me" "great i can't wait"

Later that night.

Chris's pov.

I get on the stage with my best friend Scarlet and My heart feels like it's going to pop out of my chest that i can see everyone looking at us man..it's a lot... i look around for Emily she's late...this isn't like her...I have to keep going then i'll text her.

Later that night.

I arrive at my hotel room and text Emily.

I get out of my tux and put on a grey shirt and baggy pants. I sit on the bed and check to see if she messaged me.

Chris:Hey Em i didn't see you tonight 🥺 Are you ok?

Sent.

The next day.

Chris's pov.

I wake up when my alarm goes off. I grab my phone and check to see if Em texted me..nothing..god now I'm worried. I pack up and head back to boston and i drive to Em's she moved to boston a few weeks ago to be closer to me.

I pull up to her house and see another car. She had someone over??

I walk to the front door and knock. "Emily?" I hear the door open and jack opens it. "You!?" I push him to the side and rush in to see Emily making something to eat she looks at me. "Chris...it's not what you think"

I feel my heart sink as she is dressed in a robe. "What the fuck is going on!?" She walks to me and i hold my hands up telling her not to come near me. "Chrissy jack came over to stay he was drunk and-"

"He's abused you Em! do you not-" jack says. "look man nothing happened" I look at him. "get away from my girlfriend before i punch you out of this house!"

Jack walks away.

I turn back to Emily. "Are you ok!?" She nods. "Yes chris im ok he didn't hurt me, i'm sorry i wasn't there last night..." I wrap my arms around her. "God i was worried about you"

"You don't have to be worried all the time chrissy"

i smile. "Yea i know, when you didn't show up last night i got worried." She looks up at me. "I'm sorry Chris But i saw it on tv, I can't be more proud of you right now" I kiss her forehead. "Thanks Em"

Later that day.

Emily's Pov.

Chris looks so tired sitting next to me watching a show, "hey chirssy? why don't you take a nap? You look tired" He looks at me. "i'm ok Em" He looks back at the tv and i nod.

an hour later chris fell asleep on my lap. I look at my phone and see a message from the family chat.

Mom:hello Emily, hope you are well i wanted to reach out and see what your plans are for christmas, we thought you'd be with us for thanksgiving but i guess not.

Emily:Hey mom! Sorry just saw this, i was with my boyfriend's family for thanksgiving i should have told you but it was so busy :)

Mom:it's okay i hope you to meet the boyfriend soon, what's his name?

Emily:Chris....Evans..

Dad: CAPTAIN AMERICA!!???

Dad:THIS GUY!???

Emily: 🫣 Uh yea that guy...

Dad:Lucky Emily!!

Mom:carl maxwell

Emily:Thank you mom!!

Dad:But it's The Chris Evans!!

Mikey: Hey sis!

Emily:hey mike.

Mikey:Oh shit whats with dad?!

Dad:

Emily:I like him!

Mikey:ofc you do Em you fall for any guy that you see.

Emily:Duh...But this is diff, you'll see if you meet him...and if dad ever meets him dad please pleaseee be nice to him!

Dad:But it's cap!! Come on princess you know me.

Emily:Yes i know...hehe.

Mom:we all know your father.

Mikey:Aye Aye Captain! OMG do you ever say that to him!??

Emily:Mike don't start please 😅

Dad:Aaa!! i started something!

Emily: Love you guys talk later.

Mom:Love you to Em!

Mikey:bye sis!!

Dad:Bye Princess! love you!

I smile at the messages and then turn my phone off and see chris is lightly snoring. "hmm" I run my hand through his hair ever so lightly.

Why was jack really with Emily? Will that ruin Chris and Emily's relationship if he's in the picture?

Now I'm going to go have the song "So this is love" In my head all day bye!

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[sydneyadamuhusband]

Was writing my fanfic and then suddenly, a angst one-sided sydrichie popped up in my mind so here's a quick, probably shitty, very angsty sydrichie fit about richie being in love with Sydney

Change | Sydrichie

angst, one-sided, unrequited, mentions of death, also light misogyny kinda? (dw it's not that bad)

Summary: Richie hates change, never has, probably never will. There is one thing he wished he could change though.

words: 2,118

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Richie Jerimovich still wears his ring. He wears it because he doesn’t like change. Never did. Probably never will. Because the times he did, it never ended well. 

He was the shit in his 20s, constant girls left from right. Him and Mikey were just full of adventures with girls that they barely remembered the name of. Bar hopping. Snagging beautiful women’s numbers. Sneaking Carmy into college for brownie points with some sorority chicks.

“Yeah, he’s like my little kid brother. He had nowhere else to go tonight and he hates being alone.” Cue the ‘awe’ and ‘you’re so sweet’.

Cut to him waking up in some chick’s bed and praying that Carmy didn’t drink or take anything cause him and Mikey were already pissing mama bird off.

“Stop taking him to your little parties, fuckhead.” Donna would say, “He’s a baby ok? So no trouble.” She’d make him and Mikey promise all the time that they wouldn’t.

Mikey was the first thing Richie had broken a pattern with. 

Richie used to be a shy little kid in third grade, not talkative, not really social either. He didn’t change it, didn’t want to. Just like last year, he was planning to sit by himself. But then this other kid, a real loud one, sees him points at him and beckons him over. 

And Richie breaks the pattern and goes over to him and changes. It was just them, together since. It was static, unbreakable and just plain perfect. 

Him and Mikey, it was always him and Mikey.

They were always getting into shit cause that’s just what they’d do. Their pattern, their cycle. It followed them into adulthood. Same bars, same shitty restaurant, sometimes same girls. They’d say they won’t get attached to one.

“Mo bitches mo problems.” Richie would say, stumbling into the Berzatto’s house with Mikey drunk.

And Mikey would agree, clinging onto him with the smell of cigarettes and beer. “Mo bitches, mo problems.”

And of course, a little disappointed Natalie who was the one who opened the door for them. “You guys are gross.” 

Richie remembers when did it again, broke a pattern and changed. His brain won’t let it go, especially when he got the evidence tethered to his finger.

Him and Mikey were getting wasted and screaming some random lyrics in this sleazy bar downtown. The lights were low and the air was thick with beer and sweet. Their arms were tight around on another, squeezing each other as they belted. 

As they swung each other, mic in hand, Richie’s eyes landed on her. 

Blonde hair, sweet big eyes and a sweet smile. She was sitting on the bar side, an empty glass with a lemon on the rim in hand and curious eyes on them. She looked amused, a little concerned but definitely entertained.

Then the music stopped, but the rush, the excitement, that pounding in his heart didn’t. He sat by her, almost falling off his chair with Mikey slung around his shoulders, laughing in his ear. But he couldn’t hear the incoherent drunk jokes Mikey was saying, he was too focused on her.

“Hi.” He was pretty sure his voice was slurred, but she didn’t seem to care.

“Hi.” She said back. “You guys sounded amazing up there.”

“Oh really?”

“Mhm, I’m impressed.” She swirls the ice in her glass with her little black straw, “It was horrible but I'm impressed by you guy’s confidence.” Richie laughs, charmed. 

And they talked and talked for what felt like hours until the bar chatter died and Mikey’s laughs quiet down into soft snoring. The bar closed and with Mikey’s sleeping body slobbering on his shoulder, he got her number. 

He remembers so vividly, hauling Mikey into the car and Tiffany giving him a small little smile before getting into her cab. That night he thought about her in a daze. Still though, fear swelled in the back of his mind. This wasn’t what he usually felt when finding some chick to mess around with. This was something new, something different, a change.

They went on a date, then another, then another. Then the rest of history.  

Beautiful history.

Painful history.

The type that keeps Richie up at night. History he wears on his finger.

They got engaged when she was three months pregnant with Eva, all sick and green and tired. Richie looked at her with her eye bags, messy hair, laying on the bed with cramps and a bad temper and said ‘Yeah, I'm gonna marry her. I’m going to commit to this change.”

 He wanted to see this. Wanted to wake up next to her in bed with their baby and not some chick he found the night before.

They got married after Eva’s birth, the wedding was amazing. Felt unreal, looking at her in an all white dress, their baby being rocked gently by Donna, surrounded by who felt like family practically. Richie had that, Richie had them.

All because of change, good change.

Mikey, his first voluntary change, is on the mic.“If you told me that Richie, the mother fuckin’ player was going to be tied down one day? I would told you to fuck off.” 

Younger Richie would’ve probably done the same too. Would’ve probably laughed straight into the face of whoever was telling him that.

“Yo bro listen to me,” He would probably say, grabbing at whoever’s shoulder. “mo bitches, mo problems.”

“But here we are huh? Richard Jerimovich.” Mikey raises a glass. “My best friend, my partner in crime. - “damn right” Donna cuts in - Marrying and settling down, having a beautiful wife and family. I'm proud of you man.”

Mikey passed away five months ago now. 

But Richie still feels his presence. Still texts him mundane things like “Yo cousin we need to get some more beef” or sends him reels.

Richie and Tiff divorced when Eva was 2. Three years ago. 

But Richie still wears the ring. 

He doesn’t know why, maybe it’s just a habits he can’t break. Patterns he doesn’t want to change.

He notices the glances from everyone. Noticed the glances he got from Mikey two months after the divorce. The way his eyebrows would furrow and he’d look at him with pity before going back to work. Richie takes it off anytime he meets up with Eva on the off chance that Tiff is there. He doesn’t want to see her reaction. And he notices Sydney’s curious eyes on it when she passes him sometimes.

“If you are going to say ‘can i ask?’ don’t.”

And Sydney doesn’t say anything but nods like she gets it. But she really doesn't.

If she did, she wouldn’t be doing this brand new shit. She’s fucking up his ecosystem, changing what made this place the was it was. Making new expensive dishes and adding some weird hipster shit, it’s fucking their place up.

She’s so determined to do it too, like actively going against him to ruin this. She’s so determined to make things the way she sees fit. With her stern brown eyes and her smartass mouth. She turns corners so sharply like she owns the place, her braids whip the air like they’re even snapping at people. And that stupid look she gives him everytime he says something like he isn’t making sense. 

She makes his blood boil.

Her presence is always there, he can always see her out of the corner of his eye. He can smell her, the mix of hair products and cocoa butter smothers him each time she passes by with a small “behind” or “corner”. 

She’s just always there making her presence known. Even down to the music suddenly cutting off that’s followed by rhythmic pounding in his heart cause now he knows her presence is there. Pounding out of anger of course, and frustration. 

He could scream at her until he’s blue in the fucking face and she still wouldn’t get it. 

She doesn’t get it, this place shouldn’t be running the way it fucking is.

And Richie hates it cause the restaurant is going great. The kitchen’s clean, everybody’s getting work done a lot faster than they had before. And her new little system with Carmy is working out perfectly. But it always starts of good, then fucking fails, always does. 

He plays with his ring.

Not even Tina will back him up. 

And it’s all because of fucking Sydney and her stupid little notebook and big brown eyes and little bandanas and her scent. Everything about her is just in his mind and blurs everything out in his brain. 

Sometimes he can't hear Tina’s little jokes or Carmy’s commands. Cause his mind is too focused on Sydney and how she shouldn’t be carrying that big ass box of shit or how her apron is a bit slanted, or her bandana is coming loose. And imaging getting the box for her, helping her fix the apron or tying her bandana properly.

And he keeps noticing her small little emotions and body language. From the way her pace gets faster when she's frustrated to the way her eyes almost burst out of her skull when she’s yelling (most likely at him) Richie notices everything.

It was to the point that Tina tells him, “Don’t Richie.”

“Don’t what?”

“You know what.” Tina nods over at Sydney who’s checking things off on her stupid little notebook that has stickers on it.

Oh her and that stupid fucking notepad always writing things down. He realized pretty quickly it was her ripping pages out of that notepad and sticking them to walls and shit reminding them to do things with stupid little smiles and neat handwriting. 

“Hey she’s always the one starting shit.”

“Not what I meant.”

And–

Oh

Richie got it now.

He gives the quickest glance at Sydney, she is still writing down something in her notepad, nibbles on her pen too. And Richie knows that she does that alot when she’s trying to come up with something.

He stutters. “Oh come on Tina, she’s practically a kid!’

“Exactly Richie.” Tina grabs a knife.”Don’t.” And she turns around and passes Sydney. She says behind as she does and Sydney briefly looks up at her and smiles warmly.

And that’s fucking mind boggling. Tina being all up on Sydney’s side like some mother hawk and accusing him of that.

And Richie still wears his ring, Tina should know he wouldn’t– Richie shakes it off and walks away. It didn’t matter. Because he didn’t like Sydney anyway. Not even in a friendly way. Everyone knows that.

He just notices things about her cause she makes herself so obvious to everyone, that’s what Sydney fucking does. She likes to do the small things that make people notice her, she likes to stay in people’s minds and she likes to stay in Richie’s mind.

She does this shit on purpose, she got mind games, Richie swears on it. Changing the restaurant. Changing his brain. Changing everything. 

Richie doesn’t like change, never has. Probably never will. He changed his seat in third grade, left him with a dead friend and a fuckton of debt. He changed his dating pattern. Left him divorced with this fucking ring he just cant take off. Change doesn’t do him any good cause things don’t stay good. 

And now they have a big new change, Sydney. She changed the restaurant, the staff, the kitchen, even him.

She’s in his brain, lingering there at night at rewinding in his head. Her laugh echoes in his brain and her smile is imprinted behind his eyelids like some tattoo. He can't get her off his mind and he's scared that he doesn’t really want to.

He wants to see her smile at him and wants to make her laugh. He wants to help her with those stupid heavy shit and her bandana. He wants to talk to her, genuinely. No arguing, no talk about the fucking resteraunt. He wants to get her number at a bar after belting out his lungs with his best friend. He wants to call her in the middle of the night and talk. 

And it’s just plain bad.

 Sydney Adamu is his co-worker who’s half his age and has a successful career and life ahead of her. She fucking flipped this resteraunt and whipped the workers into shape. And her food is fucking fire. Richie Jerimovich is a divorced father who still clings onto his dead marriage and dead friend. 

Richie still wears his ring though. It’s the one thing she can’t change, this ring tethered to his finger. But yet somehow, something deep inside of Richie wishes she could.

I wrote this instead of finishing my fanfic. TRUST, part two of that one is coming

#sydrichie #sydney adamu #richie jerimovich #the bear fx #sydney x richie #richie x sydney #fx the bear #the bear

[freestyle-crocodile-trashpile]

Can I request separate romantic HCs for the turtles + April with a touch-starved, easily flustered GN!S/O who loves drawing themselves with them and giving gifts?

A/n:Okay you didn't tell which version so I pick. Thank you for requesting

Summary:your touch starved but also easily flustered.

Type:hcs:turtles + April x gn! Reader

Version:2014/16

Donatello

He knew you were touch starved you didn't have to tell him

So any chance he got he when touch you

Like brushing his hand on yours or brushing shoulder

If you doing to dishing putting his hand on your shoulder and slightly leaning on you

All that stuff

And sometimes if you come into the lab and he can tell you want affection he'll pat his lap

He does that so he can still be in contact with you and work on his project

And he doesn't use you getting flustered easily against you

Like he doesn't tease you or anything like that

But he'll willing to give affection if you need it

Raphael

He definitely teases you about bow flustered you get

But unlike Donnie he can't tell you touch starved

So everytime you just stand there next to him looking as if your gonna ask him something he doesn't know what you want

So your gonna have to ask

But if you do randomly hug him he isn't gonna push you off

Unless you scare him

But you can just ask and if you can't he's not gonna know

Until he sees how you react to him touching you even slightly

Then he'll realize your touch starved

And he'll start giving you more affection

So alot more hugs, cuddling, watching horror(just to see if you'll hug him or not), etc

So once he knows yout touch starved he'll be all over giving you affection

Doesn't matter were or how tall you are

Even if your little 2 feet taller than him he's definitely gonna have you sit in his lap

Michelangelo

He does tease you but not alot

But he also can't tell your touch starved

But he's very touchy

Like even before you started dating he was very touchy

Away hugging you, giving you high fives, holding you hand out of excitement, etc

So when he realized tour touch starved he's even more touchy just to please you

So he'll cuddle you every chance he gives, purposely brush against you, dancing,all that stuff

Like you won't leave the lair without a heavy blush just because mikey decided that on that day you were his pillow

And just layed on your stomach and caressed your arm

So be prepared

Of you spend the night your stuck in his arms until he wakes up

Actually you'll still be I'm his arms until he decides it's time to get up which takes like 30 minutes

So yeah your stuck

April

She can tell your touch starved

And since she doesn't have to wake up early everyday or you have to go home

She can cuddle you a lot

And she does

You two are also both adults so you don't have to go home and explain to your parents why your late

And yes she teases you

But lots of kisses

She's very cuddly once you two start dating so be prepared

And she isn't a morning person either

So your stuck in bed for awhile if your a morning person if not you might not notice

And also since your both adults she takes you on alot more dates than the turtles so be prepared

She teases a lot more when your out

And when she's drunk, oh boy she's 10x more touchy

But not in a sexual way but more of a snuggly way

And lots and lots of kisses if she's wearing lipstick than the next day you'll have over 30 lipstick kisses on you

Leonardo

He can't tell your touch starved and doesn't tease you for being easily flustered

But he doesn't enjoy seeing you blush with every contact you two make

So he does it quite often just to see you blush

He finds it cute

He yes he has token pictures of it so if you look though his camera roll it will mostly be of you blushing

And you know hes showed you before

When he finally figured out your touch starved he's gonna be more affectionate

Like more kisses, cuddling, hold hands, all the fun stuff

One time he even cuddled you with a blanket wrapped around you two and he just told you stories

Since he knows you get flustered easily by close contact he knows ypu probably weren't listening to his stories but if you were he would be super happy

And yes he'll always hold your hand

So theirs a possibility that you'll find leo holding your hands

Mikey has mentioned it in conversations how touchy leo is and doesn't know why

Donnie told him you were touch starved so leo is helping with it

Mikey was shocked that day

A/n:I hope you enjoyed

#tmnt #tmnt donatello #tmnt imagine #tmnt raphael #tmnt leonardo #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt x male reader #tmnt headcanons #tmnt x reader #tmnt x gn reader #tmnt x you #tmnt april #tmnt 2016 x male reader #tmnt 2016 x reader #tmnt 2016 #tmnt 2014

[iamlostsomewhereinthegarden]

Nahoya Kawata / Smiley Katawa Bday Headcannons

Happy birthday father Rome! Here’s some birthday Headcannons with your boi Smiley!

* Now that you guys were in your late teens and almost adults Smiley started getting crazily busy gang fighting and trying out new ramen recipes for his future shop to remember your birthday

* He even left out mad early in the morning for some “gang shits” leaving you alone for the whole day

* In his place angry comforted you

* But that was only for a bit before he had to go also leaving you all alone on your birthday!

* Still though you didn’t do much in hopes that he’ll come celebrate it with you

* Even if it was just something simple

* So you spent your day sad and gave up on him coming to celebrate and went to bed

* An hour in though there was hard pounding at your door

* And you know it could only be Smiley or the cops because who else had no decency to ring your doorbell a bit and wait?

* Angry at him for not showing up you stormed down and opened up the door to slap him or something

* Only for him to duck and dodge your hits and grab your midsection throwing you on his motorcycle, jumped on quick and started driving knowing you too well

* For your own safety you don’t struggle but you do give him attitude and the silent treatment

* Luckily you didn’t change into pajamas or else the outfit would’ve been embarrassing

* Until he takes you to a dark and abandoned place

* And you bet he heard your voice

* Because ain’t no way was you going into that spooky place willingly

* So over his shoulder you went while kicking, punching and yelling at him

* Eventually he sets you down and flicks on the lights

* Where all of toman and any other close associates of yours shouted out a loud “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!”

* You stood there in shock for a couple of seconds and then a smile broke out on your face in excitement and you exclaimed

* “Thank you everyone lets partyyyyyy!”

* The night was a night to remember creating a bunch of funny and embarrassing stories to tell in the future at reunions and hangouts

* Even though the day went how it went, the surprise party definitely made up for it

* It warned your heart when you realized that all those times Nahoya was scurrying off was to set this up for you and you felt so loved

* So you enjoyed the party to the fullest, getting drunk as you were the birthday person and deserved it!

* As the party ended you were slumped in a chair leaning on a table falling in and out of consciousness

* While everyone else was discussing who would take the cake and gifts joke for the night/early morning to bring to you tomorrow as Smiley only had so much space in his motorcycle

* Smiley came over and carried you princess style to his motor once it was agreed upon that the job would be split up by Angry, Mitsuya and Draken despite Baji and Mikey’s arguments to help

* (Chifuyu wanted to help too but it was shot down as he lived near Baji and that meant Baji had access to the presents and/or cake and no one trusted him which he took major offense to)

* So Smiley took you home on his motorcycle, the cold breeze on your face slapping you awake and sobering you up a bit

* Once reaching your home you dragged Smiley in saying that despite the party he still owes you some compensation cuddles

* Chuckling Smiley agreed and gave you a peck on the cheek while he hugged you from the behind

* After a while when he saw you weren’t falling back to sleep he whispered

* “Sorry for practically abandoning you on your special day, but it was worth it to see you smile right now and be surrounded by those you love happily”

* You smiled also while bonking him softly on the head

* “What are you whispering for doofus? We’re alone! But thank you for setting up such an amazing party. I love you so much!”

* Smiling back with a softer smile than usual Smiley gave you a big kiss and whispered back

* “If I try to speak right now I’d wake up the whole neighborhood with how much I love you, so I have to whisper it. I love you a lot too ya nerd, now sleep cause you’ll have one hell of a hangover later!”

* Groaning you went back to sleep cuddling more into Nahoya while he also pulled you in closer, both falling asleep happily

Happy birthday father Roma! Thanks for everything you’ve done whether it was for me or for others, we appreciate you a lot!

@reallyromealone @rome-alone

To everyone else, yeah it’s been a while life has been insane that I can only do incorrect quotes and I don’t have time to really sit down and write anything (this was done in my few spare moments) but as I said! I have been working! So I hope you enjoyed the headcannons!

#headcannons #gn reader #gn!reader #tokyo revengers #nahoya kawata #smiley #smiley kawata #tokyo revengers nahoya #nahoya x y/n #nahoya x reader #nahoya x you #nahoya fluff #smiley x reader

[akesdraws-blog]

💤Type of unveiling 💤

Today is Christmas morning and surely everyone is excited opening the presents that are hidden under the tree, it is exciting right?

But the party the night before Christmas Eve was also exciting, so much so that surely many will have a great hangover or will simply be awake.

⭕Clarifications: I handle the boys as adults, so there will be some swearing and insinuations of alcoholic beverages. ⭕

⭕If you don't like to see this type of content you are free to ignore it.⭕

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🧡Michelangelo 🧡

Our party boy and life of the party.

He will surely be the typical friend that you found asleep on the floor the next day.

This boy danced until his legs and throat couldn't take it anymore.

And with a few drinks on him he became Romeo for a second.

Much of the flirting went directly to Abril and her partner.

The next morning he just wanted to be one with the bed.

He felt that he was crushed by the Garbage Truck.

And his throat hurt terribly from having sung so much last night.

He will stay the rest of the afternoon asleep in his bed, because there will be no human power to wake him up.

♥️Raphaël♥️

This man was the one who did shot competition at the party with Casey and Verns, he really thought it was a good idea to hang out at the time.

Although he drunk he became as much a party boy as Mikey, he laughed at whatever he put up.

The grich?, Who was that?, He was the big good-natured red at that moment, he was big and red.

It makes sense, right?

Strangely there weren't that many fights with Leo that night.

The next morning he had the most annoying hangover he could feel.

He just grunted back, his head was exploding and there was no aspirin to help soothe his poor head.

He oddly enough he remembers everything, but he wishes he didn't.

He just wants to watch TV with the lowest possible volume and if he manages to fall asleep even better.

💙Leonardo💙

The leader really lost his self-control after a couple of drinks. (His brothers poured any alcoholic beverage into his tea while he was unaware)

Seeing the leader shake his butt to any song was once in a lifetime.

How is it that a turtle was able to do a perfect twerking?!

He started cleaning the dojo when his head was up to the clouds

He forgot almost everyone's name and only called them by a few nicknames.

Raph ≠ Red Grumpy

Mikey ≠ Lord Pizzas

Donnie ≠ Purple Raccoon

Casey ≠ Friday the 13th

April ≠ Jogo-sha

Vern ≠ He held

The next morning he did not remember anything and did not even remember to drink anything

Leo swore that he only drank tea (his brothers were silent not to say anything)

Anything bothered the leader, so he will stay in his room in complete darkness to meditate. (In the end he fell asleep while he was meditating)

💜Donatello💜

He started drinking just because he was playing with the drinks, mixing them so much that he ended up creating a booze bomb.

He became so talkative that no one could shut him up, he just kept quiet to continue drinking.

Karaoke was the Kingdom of him that night, because the microphone never left his hand.

He sang while Leo danced, it was a great show for everyone.

The only language of his was insults at that time.

How the hell did he insult Raph with an equation?!

The next morningIf you wanted to keep all your members, it was best not to bother him.

He was so sleepy and had such a headache that anything irritated him easily.

He stayed in his laboratory not because it was comfortable, but because he activated a security system that if someone entered the system, they would fly out of the place with electro shocks.

A hungover donnie was a danger to whoever he was.

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@post-apocalyptic-daydream . @turtle-babe83 . @turtlesmakemehappy . @dilucsflame33 . @thelaundrybitch . @scholastic-dragon .

#tmnt bayverse #tmnt 2016 #tmnt 2014 #bayverse turtles #bayverse leo #bayverse donnie #bayverse mikey #bayverse x reader #bayverse raph #tmnt fandom #merry christmas #merry chrismas 2022 #go ninja go ninja go #tmnt leonardo #tmnt donatello #tmnt raphael #tmnt michelangelo

[sultrysirens]

I just turned 21!!! and it got me thinking, how would the guys celebrate their 21st? Got any headcanons for us, Miss Nightshade?

Oh shit how long has it been since you sent this...? Timestamps aren't a thing lmao, sorry. And congratulations! :D

Of course the boys would wanna try alcohol! They've been waiting their whole lives for this moment!!

Raph goes first and foremost for the hard liquor like gin and rum

gotta prove he's a MAN amirite??

then he smells the fruity drinks Mikey and Don are sharing and changes his mind

can't be that bad if TWO of his bros are drinking it, right?!

Leo tries to keep sophisticated about it and totally puts on airs lmao

"I'll drink the sake one sip at a time like you're supposed to"

also tries to keep his bros under some measure of control

it does not last

Mikey just starts chugging the drinks he's always wanted to try

and also spits out any of them he doesn't like just all over the table

Donnie's the smart one, making sure he stays hydrated between drinks and imbibes slowly while keeping active notes of how drunk he's feeling after each one so he can figure out his tolerance level

soon Mikey and Raph are hanging on each other and singing along with whatever music is on the stereo, probably loudly and off-tune

it annoys Leo a lot but he can't say anything cause baby bro Mikey looks so h a p p y

Donnie suggests they play arcade games as they get progressively drunker

Leo eventually gives up on propriety and chugs an entire bottle of wine which he fails to remember doing

Donnie starts filming shit at that point while chortling all the while

he thinks he's more sober than he is and keeps trying to narrate and thinks he's holding the camera steady but NOPE

Mikey strangely holds his liquor the best, but he also drank the hardest so he's still the first to blackout

Raph and Leo devolve to chanting drinking rhymes and doing complex patty-cake games in an attempt to out-sober each other

Donnie is now mumbling and slurring everything he says but he still thinks he's being perfectly coherent

Mikey intermittently gets up, talks to himself, yells at the TV, has another drink, etc, then blacks out again

usually he's staring at the neon signs when it happens with his mouth open like

like he's just lost in how pretty lights are, like bros, bros, hey bros, do you -- do you see how -- how pretty lights are??

keeps passing out and waking up and he falls into the canal like seven times

Leo and Raph have devolved further into arguing with each other but at the same time are having two completely different conversations with each other

Raph's talking about monster trucks and Leo's talking about Mozart

they both think the other is responding to their subject

somehow Donnie ended up filming the ground and mumbling about the cracks in the concrete and the tiny microscopic civilizations living inside them like tiny worlds all of their own

do you think there's tardigrades down there??

next morning Mikey is facedown on the floor in a puddle of drool

Donnie is slumped over in a chair, snoring louder than he's ever snored

Raph made it to the bunk beds but fell asleep in Mikey's

Leo's in the dump truck and has no idea why or how he got there

they all slowly rouse while Splinter goes about making hangover remedies

they crawl to the kitchen one by one, and when they're all there and staring at each other with dry, sunken eyes, they simultaneously just go

"...That was AWESOME"

and thus did getting blackout drunk become a yearly birthday tradition

#siren nightshade #tmnt #all the boys #all the turtles #honestly would not encourage this #but these dumbfucks are too resilient and incorrigible #they don't take their own safety into consideration #they just really liked getting drunk together lmao #sfw #drinking

[sergeantmicah]

Micah Lore pt 1:

I think he would get a long with everyone like soap cause why not. The 141 call my oc and Soap twins because of how similar they are

He is on loan from the Canadian military. Former sniper. Was pretty good at it but it is not his thing. Turned to medical and loves that instead. The 141 needed another pair of hands in the medical office so they came up with an agreement with Canada to loan Micah to the task force provided that Micah also is involved with missions

He is that meme of I’m a healer but and is also I can name every bone in your body while breaking them

He’s like 5’9 and medium build. But he can hold himself in a fight

Can’t win against bigger guys but knows the human weakpoints so he uses his medical knowledge in a fight

Can read French is shit at speaking it. I want his youth to be involved with swimming and kickboxing. His canines are really sharp and longer than normal. He jokingly gets called a vampire cause of them but he swears he doesn’t like the taste of blood. Loud laugh and isn’t afraid to show it

He is very protective of his friends. He kinda rivals Soap. If someone gets hurt on a mission he gets very angry and will literally handcuff his friends to the bed if they are injured enough cause he knows that they are really stubborn

Has had to killed his comrades in more than one occasion due to them betraying him and joining Hassan. So he is determined to make sure that never happens again

I feel like he was taken a tortured a couple of times so he has some deep gauges on his ribs and stomach. So he doesn’t like to go shirtless

He randomly wakes up with bruises and doesn’t know where they came from. Will murder anyone in the morning before he gets coffee

I want Micah to be shy meeting new people. Social anxiety™️

Fav drink is cocktails. The guys make fun of him but like in a friend way

"That’s a cute drink there Mikey" "Fuck off Soap"

Him and Köing are really good pals. Talking about being on loan from different countries and anxiety. Also they just get along

Köing putting Micah on his shoulders>>>

You see them running towards you like 11ft tall at night wdyd. It’s scared Ghost. GHOST

Gaz and him tpose at Price. Price is never amused

Gaz and Micah having matching friendship necklaces. Like from Clair’s

Def intimidated by Ghost at first but warms up to him. Don’t let Micah, Soap and Ghost in a room alone. They will make bad dad jokes until someone murders them

He is Price’s secret second fav. (His first is Gaz obviously)

Always has a mini med kit on him

Price knows about his trans status obv but no one else really does. He showers late at night when everyone is asleep and no one sees him with his shirt off

Micah sends Ghost memes and has to explain them to him

“They’re makin a bloody Barbie movie?” “YOU DON’T KNOW ABOUT THE BARBIE MOVIE??”

“Don’t you know culture ghost?”

When they go out to a bar Micah always seems to get free drinks. The 141 don’t know why they get jealous

Some how one of them finds out that Micah is trans and he freaks out like yeah. But the other guys are chill they beat up people if they ever find out

A rookie makes like a trans joke and the 141 just death

Sleepy drunk Micah piggybacking on König >>>

He customized his boots to hide some gauze and some small knives in them. He’s got like a million tiny knives on him at all times because he doesn’t want to get captured again

Micah absolutely gets mad when he tastes the “syrup” the base has. He’s like this isn’t…the real shit… (brought the real stuff w him). Soap n Gaz steal it and Micah nearly kills them. He is fine with Gaz cause he asked politely but Soap rip it was nice knowing you

That’s all for now!

#Micah Atkinson #oc #cod modern warfare #cod #my posts #cod oc

[kazuwhora]

INSOMNIA — TOKYOREV

ft. mikey, kazutora, ran, && rindou

cw: somnophilia, edging, pornography, mommy kink, choking (kind of), teasing, switch!mikey, sub!kazutora, softdom!ran, mean!rindou, thats all. mostly fluffy and cute no angsty smut here.

YOU CAN'T SLEEP BECAUSE HE'S PUSHED YOU NEARLY OFF THE BED: MIKEY

- mikey is the WORST person to sleep with. he hogs the bed, he hogs the covers, he will absolutely kick and push you to the edge of the bed, wrapped in a burrito of YOUR blankets. and he doesn't care either.

- you'll try to wake him up but it's not happening. think again. if you somehow manage to wake him, it better be important, because mikey is not gonna be happy with you.

- the only time he's ever ok with disturbances is when you crawl to his side of the bed and snake a hand around to the front of his hips and tease your hand at the waist of his pyjamas. only then will he stir, and be more receptive of your rude awakening.

- you'll have to make sure to be extra good to him if you want to earn some of those blankets though. pull him down onto his back and climb up on top of him. he'll whine at the way you grind yourself down onto him, cock growing harder at every roll of your hips. but his eyes will remain half shut, his hands doing all the sensing for him as he'll grip your waist, forcing you down onto him harder. "can't sleep 'jiro" you'll whisper, only slightly frustrated now. "you're taking all of the bed up, can I have some?" but mikey doesn't care. your words barely reach his ears. all he can think about is feeling more of you, now. so instead he'll entertain your wishes by smiling sweetly up to you, patting the space on the bed beside him. "sure. sorry baby, here" mikey will say, and you'll comply, happily crawling off his torso to lay beside him.

- it becomes clear to you that mikey has other plans when you're suddenly trapped beneath him, the heat of his aching cock already pressed against your clit. "but you have to pay for it first" he'll say, with a cheeky smile plastered on his lips. how could you refuse? he takes the slight shift of your hips and the desperate reach of your hands to his hips as an invitation to push himself deep into your cunt, sucking him in as his cock massages your walls. but mikey wants to tease you. he doesn't want you to just get away with waking him up like that. all because you wanted him to move over. no. how dare you? so without warning, mikey is thrusting himself deep inside you, paying no attention to his name which falls from your lips as the friction heats up your core and has you already in a daze. he's aggressive at first, panting breaths and sweat glistening on his chest. but he begins to falter when your hand finds the back of his neck, pulling him to press his forehead against yours. the gaze you hold alone is enough to make him weak, a shaky hand meeting the bed beside you to support him. his rhythm falls to one of a deeper, steadier pace, the tip of his cock kissing your sweet spot with every stroke leaving you gasping for more. the sight of you fucked out like this just for him has him groaning your name with a hoarse voice against your ear. the opportunity to soften him up has peaked, as you find yourself whispering "you're so good for me, please fuck me till I cum 'jiro please" against the shell of his ear.

- mikey will find himself moaning without hesitation to this, his hips beginning to stutter as he tries his hardest to hold himself together at least until he's made you cum. but his pace is faltering, stamina diminishing and he can't help but trail his finger down your torso, thumb pressing and grazing your clit in a desperate attempt to push you closer to your edge. but mikey didn't know you were already there, he was too drunk on the feeling of your tightening walls to notice the heavy pants and and tremors of your body as you fell apart beneath him, eyes clouded by hazy fog as you came undone at his touch. the intensity of your high is enough to cause mikey to shiver, eyes now opening to your fucked out face below him. the way your head lilted to the pillow, chest rising and falling in desperation, was enough for his cock to throb, muscles tightening as he emptied himself inside of you. it was enough for his arms to buckle, his chest and forehead now pressed against yours. "fuck" he curses through heavy breaths. "I love it when you do that"

YOU CAN'T SLEEP BECAUSE HE WONT STOP CLINGING TO YOU: KAZUTORA

- everyone knows kazutora is absolutely touch starved and always will be. that much is obvious from the way he clings to you in bed no matter how hard you try to gently shimmy free from his trap. he somehow always finds his way back to you. but when you're stuck again with his legs completely tanged with yours, arm wrapped tightly around your chest and his head nuzzled into your neck, there's not much else you can do to escape. except..

- you'll have to grasp his hand (which he will try to hold when you do so) and guide it down your chest. you'll give him a moment to realize what he's feeling, but once he gets it his hips will shift ever so slightly, pushing himself closer against your back. you'll guide his fingers to gently graze your nipples, thumbs passing over only a few times before you guide his wandering hands further down, stopping at the waist of the think pyjama shorts you're wearing. his breath will hitch as you'll feel him rut his cock against your ass practically begging for more and each breath will find itself closer and closer to your ear the further you bring his hand, now slipping past the waistline and tracing the inner creases of your hips. kazutora will be too lost in the moment-- too lost in his thoughts of what he wants you to do next-- what you will do next, to say anything beyond soft whispered whimpers when you slip one of his slender fingers inside you.

- "see how wet you make me, kaz?" you'll whisper, craning your neck to allow for him to pepper soft kisses behind your ear while you continued to guide and pump his fingers deeper inside your cunt just for him. he might start to beg, the addition of his second finger inside of you eliciting an audible whine and the continued rocking of his hips against your back. he's so cute like this- so helpless and desperate to be intimate with you in any way he can. you can't help but have a soft spot for him, even if it sometimes keeps you from sleeping.

- the only way to help him fall asleep is to then instruct him onto his back, placing yourself on top of him and allowing yourself to sink down onto his length. he's resorted to a softened moan, the sensation of your walls rhythmically tightening and releasing around his cock becoming to much to handle even though you've barely moved. he'll bury his face into the pillows beside him as the rise and fall of his chest quickly picks up the pace of your hips that grind down onto him with increasing pleasure. you'll feel his cock start to twitch and throb as you roll your hips. "such a good boy for me kazu" you'll coo, encouraging his high. "look so pretty like this"

- his hips will jerk at this comment, hands now gripping at your waist, intent on keeping you there as long as he can. as much as your intention is to pleasure him and not yourself, you can't help but feel a rush of dopamine to your head when inklings of teases accidentally slip past your lips. "such a needy boy for me. can't sleep till I fuck you? is that it baby?" you'll whisper this against his lips as your body finds itself closer to him, slowing the pace of your hips to a deeper, and much more intimate position. he's unable to restrain his moans now, gentle hums vibrating against your lips. "gonna cum for me?" you smile, tracing your hands up and down his torso as you feel him begin to tense up with gasping breaths. "be a good boy and cum for me kazu" you purr into his ear, as his pretty eyes roll back in his head with the pleasure dissolving through his body pushing him over the edge sending ropes of warm cum up inside of you. "so pretty for me" you'll hum, climbing off of him to the space on the bed beside. "think you can sleep now?" and he'll just nod softly, unable to do much else despite his residing desire to return the favour. maybe in the morning.

YOU CAN'T SLEEP BECAUSE HE WONT SHUT THE FUCK UP: RAN

- listen. you love him, but sometimes he just does not shut the fuck up. sometimes you wonder if he's just too enamoured with his own voice to ever stop talking or even consider it. even after hours of his ramblings he's still going on about something unimportant that you've tuned out, when all you want to do is go to sleep. "ran baby" you'll interrupt, head cocked to the side and a sweet smile adorning your lips while your eyes remain closed. "c'mere" ran will raise an eyebrow, but ultimately oblige, shifting himself closer to you and resting his head in his palm awaiting your next words. only words aren't what you have in mind. god no. please no more words.

- instead, you'll prop yourself up on all fours, and plant a sensual kiss on his lips which curve into a smile when you attempt to nip at his bottom lip. ran's hand will quickly reach the sides of your neck because he knows exactly what you're doing. his thumb will stroke the side of your jaw as the rest of his hand tightens against your throat, pulling your lips away from his. "so it's this kind of night?" he'll ask, turning your head away from him to mark your neck just below your ear. the tingle of his lips against your skin draws a restrained moan from your lips, face growing hot as the heat pools at your core.

- you'll sit back on your feet, moving back from your original position so close to his face but ran won't like this at all. you've started something you can't take back now. "what, don't you want me to fuck you, princess?" he taunts, admiring the deep purple mark he left behind your ear. you'll nod innocently, at the very least hoping that at the end of it he'll finally stop talking and go to sleep, but you can't deny the growing tension and heat spreading beneath your skin as he traces your arm before gripping your bicep to pull you back to his lips. he's already hard, cock begging to be touched by you and only you as ran's hand finds it's way to your pyjamas, taking no time to remove them. it isn't long before he has you pinned underneath him, sweat beading at your forehead as the ache between your thighs grows with anticipation. "please" you'll huff, frustrated by the speed at which he's choosing to take things, admiring the way your arms are pinned above you, exposing and submitting you completely to him. "please? I like it when you beg for me princess" ran will tease, running the tip of his cock up against your clit pulling a desperate whine from your lips. "do it again"

- ran is demanding, but you've given yourself up to him now and there's nothing you can do to relieve the tension of the coil at your core except beg for him. "please ran, I'll be a good girl for you, please fuck me" you'll whine, and a hitched breath will suppress a moan when he thrusts his cock deep inside of you without warning. a groan will fall from his lips, mirroring your silent gasp as he ruts his hips into you, hands tightening at your wrists. "s-so hot like this" he stutters, picking up speed pushing himself closer to the edge with every thrust. "always such a good girl aren't you? taking my cock s-so.. well". his words fall to your ears like delicate snow, leaving you with goosebumps and shivers up your spine that contrast to starkly to the heat of his cock and your swollen clit, begging for attention.

- your wrists struggle to free themselves from his grasp, desperate to relieve the tingling sensation growing at your core. but ran knows better. instead, his free hand raises to meet your mouth, slipping two fingers past your lips. "suck" he hisses, never slowing his pace except when his hips jolt at the sensation of your tongue dancing around the length of his fingers. ran throws his head back, only momentarily, but enough to elicit a stifled moan from you, his fingers still pushing at your tongue. when he removes his fingers and replaces them on your clit, you'll find yourself teetering dangerously on the edge as your heart begins to race and your walls flutter around his cock. "fuck princess-- don't do that.. gonna.. gonna make me cum f-for you" he groans, the tension of your walls becoming too much for him to handle. the release of your wrists from above your head of all things is what sends you spiralling off the edge, his name now pouring from your mouth in desperate begs of pleasure as shockwaves grip your body. ran's hand is now intertwined with yours at your head, the contact allowing the tension at his core to snap as he babbles about what a good girl you are for him, his cum painting your walls in spurts as sporadic as his breaths. "s-so good" he breathes, now attempting to stabilize himself. "You really know how to shut me up princess". he knew your plans all along.

YOU CAN'T SLEEP BECAUSE HE WONT TURN HIS PHONE OFF: RINDOU

- sometimes you find yourself wondering if this man ever sleeps. if he's capable of that. sometimes you wonder if he's actually a vampire, because the way he will sit there for hours on end scrolling through videos on his social media playing at near full volume has you going mad. especially when you're trying to sleep beside him, and especially when he starts watching porn. it only happens every now and then, usually when you've fallen asleep relatively early and he's left to pass the time by himself. except this time, you're awake. and this time, you're annoyed.

- "rindou?" you'll ask, brows furrowed in an irritable glare as you turn behind you to see what he's doing. he'll pause the video, and turn to you with a coy smile. "yes baby?" he'll respond almost in a mocking tone, as if he wanted you to hear what he was watching. "what are you doing?" rindou wont answer though. he'll just shrug as if to say I don't know, and continue to stare at you with that inquisitive expression, waiting for some kind of explosive response. "were you watching porn rin?" you'll ask, irritated and already knowing the answer. "maybe I was, maybe I wasn't. does it matter?" god you'll want to wipe that smug grin off his face. it's too late for this, but you can't help but sit up, now slightly more miserable than you were before. "you really piss me off, you know?" and he'll chuckle, leaning to plant a kiss on your forehead that you'll promptly slap away. "I see. Is that how we're going to play this game?" rindou asks, but his eyes have a certain tint of hostility to them, a tint that has your insides erupting in anxious butterflies. maybe you shouldn't have done that.

- rindou is now sighing, the hiss of a "tch" whispering from his lips as he shakes his head at you. now you've done it. that much is clear by the way he's abandoned his phone, placing his body on top of you in a near straddle. "you're gonna behave like this? at this hour? shouldn't you be sleeping baby girl?" you can only gulp in response, a fire now spreading in your abdomen as his figure towered over you. "I-I'm sorry" you stutter, but part of you hopes he won't accept. and of course, he doesn't. he won't. he will never. instead, rindou will snake his fingers past your pyjama shorts, pushing them deep inside of you leaving you gasping for air in response. "pretty girls like you really oughta learn to be nicer" he hums, pumping his fingers at a painfully slow pace. you want to beg for him, plead him for more, but you know he wont comply. still, you try, a small whimper dropping from your lips as you look up at him with doe eyes. "rin, please? I want you" you'll ask, but rindou will only shake his head in disappointment causing you to whine for him. "too selfish." he hisses, now removing his fingers entirely now resorting to thumbing your clit in reprimand. "I bet you want to cum on my fingers don't you?" he teases, but his tone hints at something more sinister. you nod feverishly at his question, desperation tainting your rationality but rindou is ruthless with you, returning his fingers to your dripping cunt but this time with such force that you're left sobbing in a mixture of both pleasure-filled cries and pain. rindou curls his fingers, tips just barely grazing your sweet spot sending you into a continued frenzy of begging for more. "is my baby girl gonna cum for me like the good girl she is?" he asks, the tone of mockery once again returning to his voice but you don't care- he's pushed you so close to your high that you can think of nothing else but the chase. so you nod frantically, gasping as you attempt to speak. "p-please rin-- gonna-- cum" you pant, but his face twists to an ominous grin as he takes his fingers back, your walls clenching around nothing and begging for something. your desperate sobs are muffled by his fingers in your mouth, hand cupped around your cunt as if you hold you down from the involuntary writhing you were submitted to. "too bad."

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