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#and leo RAN w it
violynt-skies · 2 years
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leo might have been confirmed to be the oldest
but in my professional unprofessional amateur opinion
the oldest is determined by whoever claims the braincell in that moment
(donnie just so happens to have it a good portion of the time pish posh)
honestly tho they both have such good moments of portraying the “oldest” which is why the twins hc is the best headcannon bc in reality it doesn’t matter which is the oldest cuz they’re both still technically the same age, they’re both still the middle child, and they’re both dumbasses ✨
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pumpkinbxtch · 7 days
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sumn about dionysus’s daughter and percy being obsessed w each other irks be in so kind of way, can i req something about it???
I would come back from death for you .⁠。⁠*⁠♡
— percy jackson x daughter of dionysus!reader
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warnings: none, i think
a/n: ok, here comes my confession. I don't know if this is something that counts as "obsession" as such because there are different types of it. I wanted it to be a more tender or cute obsession. I don't know, maybe I'll explore more but with a darker side.
The emotion was devouring him from the inside out. He knew he would be leaving in a few days, and even though he'd rather fight Hades himself than give his life on a silver platter, Percy couldn't help struggle with the thought of not being in your arms again.
— I'll go with you — you said, even though you knew it wouldn't happen. — I don't mind dying with you if it's the only way to keep us together.
Really, he wouldn't mind too, but he knew he had to keep you safe. Dionysus would never forgive him if anything happened to you, and to be honest, neither would he. You'd stay; that was the right thing.
The best deal he could get for now was to be together as much as possible until the day came.
You didn't say it, but it had become an obsession for each other. barely at night could separate to go to your respective cabins, and of course, not counting those times when you or he would sneak away to spend more time together. Some campers watched, they knew what was going on but still turned a blind eye because who were they to judge? Besides, it suited them to maintain the discretion or Dionysus would truly be in a bad mood, as having Percy Jackson as a son-in-law was enough for him.
That night, you had already turned off the lights, only the moonlight accompanied you, and you let out a deep grunt that turned into a gasp when you heard a knock on your door, you squinted your eyes and then heard two more knocks, three in total.
Obviously it was Percy, and you quickly got up before anyone could see him in front of your cabin. As soon as you opened, he slipped in between the door and closed it by pressing his heel. When you smelled the worn sunscreen on the curve of his neck, you let out a sigh; it was as if during the time you hadn't been together, you had been slowly holding your breath, suffocating without him.
— I missed you — he murmured, squeezing your body a little tighter. He placed a kiss on your shoulder and leaned back to look at you.
— It's only been an hour since dinner, Pers — you said, and he smiled at the nickname taking your hand to walk with you towards your bed. in the end, you were the only one to sit on the edge of it because percy stayed watching your bedside things, fiddling with and looking at your makeup.
— I'm leaving tomorrow — he said, still with his back to you as he struggled to read the label of a lipgloss, the one that suited you so well and that he never feared smudging when he kissed you.
Your heart raced. —Tomorrow? But...
— Things have changed, Chiron told me — Sadness and anger evident in his voice. Percy wanted to set the world on fire with Leo's help just because he hadn't had a couple more days with you. Instead, he took your perfume in his hands and brought it to his nose to smell it. Trying to imprint it in his memory, at least, until he returned and could smell it from your own body where it mixed with thousands of other scents resulting in your characteristic one. The one that drove him crazy.
That idea made him laugh, in fact you were the daughter of the man who could made men crazy with a snap of his fingers, so Percy believed you had done something similar to him, the only difference was that he was happy with it. He would jump blindfolded out of the grand canyon for you if you asked him to.
After a minute, he understood that your silence wasn't exactly a good thing, and he ran his fingers over the other beauty items on your wooden dresser, before turning towards you putting his weight on the dresser.
— Everything will be fine — he was convinced, but the tears threatening to fall from your eyes brought him to his knees before you, so quickly that you held back a sob seeing him on the floor raising his hands to caress your cheeks as if you were something religious that he was worshiping. Her turquoise eyes shone in the moonlight with empathy and they let you know that you had never felt that kind of religious love for which you would die until you had him.
Ugh, you were so in love with each other that it was ruthless to separate you even for just a little while.
You bent down to kiss him, and he stretched his neck to reach your lips desperately, without wanting to lose any piece of you.
—It will take much more than death to keep me from coming back to you— he whispered inches away from your lips, and you smiled because you knew he was serious about that.
With time on your shoulders, you settled on the bed, and he cuddled with you until you fell asleep while he stroked your hair and kissed you on the cheek; you had never felt so safe in someone's arms.
And it was in the morning, just after their last kiss, that your body began to ache for him and his absence. You returned to your cabin, cranky and teary-eyed, looking at the mess he had left on your dresser last night and smiled, recognizing your boyfriend's quirks, but little did you know that all Percy was doing was looking for things he could carry with him during his quest. Things that were yours and reminded him of what he had to fight for.
—Nice hair claw, Percy— Piper joked with a pink spark in her eyes, and he smiled proudly.
Leo dramatically put his hand on his chest and sighed loudly. — Better no one get in HIS – our – way because someone's waiting for him.
“Yeah, better not” he thought.
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ssparksflyy · 11 days
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hello! can i request jason grace or leo valdez x child of hypnos reader ? (gn) 🫶🏻🫶🏻
ask and thou shall receive ༉‧₊˚.
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jason grace dating hcs! ٩(ˊ〇ˋ*) ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
pairing: jason grace x child of hypnos!reader warning(s): none!! js fluff :) a/n: i love children of hypnos, u stay sleepy ! also me writing this running off five hours of sleep ( the most ive gotten this week ) yikes..
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mr gets up willingly at six am nd his sleepy lover ♡
there are times where u literally have to beg jason to go back to bed cause omfg what r u doing. its six am. no u r not going to go run. no the early bird doesnt get the worm. go. back. to. sleep.
hey nd most times it works cause the thought of holding u close and a sweet sweet dream is enough to get him back in bed
but other times noooo he goes running 🙄
what is bro running from? sleep???
omg but then literally knocks tf out by like nine
one of the times when you had a sleepover planned together
you were running a little late cause ur cabin's ac wasnt working nd everybody was tweaking out
so you had to stay behind and help fix it
by the time you finished and ran over to cabin one , jason was already passed out nd lightly snoring 😭
mind you it was like 9:15 pm
its ok tho u were tired asf too , who knew fixing the ac could be so hard ??
he apologized sm in the morning tho
but u were like its okay el oh el
he cant help it bro he needs his sleep almost as much as he needs you
its better that he falls asleep early than stay up super late tho
cause like when he was helping plan out the new cabins, it was impossible to convince him to go to sleep
he wouldnt stop working nd u were like 😠 fool 😠 go to sleep 😠
nd he was like no thank youuuuu ♡
so you used your powers on him cause he hadNT SLEPT IN DAYS
u were both mad at each other in the morning and things were painfully tense
but you sat down nd talked it out like mature ppl ♡
he srsly hates fighting, he already does it with monsters nd shit so much, he doesnt want to do it w you :(
he apologized for being ignorant and promised he would be better about taking care of himself instead of burying himself in work
you apologized for using your powers on him without saying anything first, and promised you wouldn't do it again ( unless its necessary ) :))
to this day, youve still kept your promises ♡
jason is SUCH a sucker for when you touch his hair
the most relaxing thing everrrrr
i will die on this hill ppl dont play w me
his hair would be soft asf bro
best believe he uses a good conditioner !!
he lets u play w his hair nd do wtv u want with it cause like ~relaxing~
so best believe you have a 0.5 of him with all his hair tied up and looking like a palm tree
0.5s of jason would literally be flawless asf but scary
cause ur like omg by bf is so cute- god DAMN somebody get this man contacts
he looks amazing but THEM EYES
terrifying. staring into ur soul.
theyre cute tho ♡♡
you OBVI have matching pjs
i cannot decide if jason would go to sleep w just pj pants nd no shirt or if would have light blue and white striped pants, a button up shirt, slippers, a cap with a little fuzzy ball at the end, nd a candlestick
jason grace is a SPECTRUM OKAY
but he buys u so many plushies ugh
you own so many jellycats im so jealous
he helps u name them nd their literally ur children like
u have matching build-a-bears !!!
the voice memos are messages u made for each other :(
his to u is a quick ramble about how much he loves u but gets cut off cause he only had 20 seconds ♡♡
nd u get matching outfits for them!!
urs is named 'sleepy' and his is named 'sparky' ♡
i feel like jason gets some real bad nightmares
like yea every demigod does but he gets his more frequently nd their more graphic bcs of what he's seen and gone through :(
most of the time they arent even messages from his dad, theyre just really bad flashbacks of horrible times in his life
but ever since you started spending ur nights together, theyve toned down so much
now he even gets dreams abt your future together sometimes :((
he really wants to tell you about those dreams cause they feel so real but hes scared that youll think its weird or get uncomfortable
little does he know you get those exact same dreams ♡
and on the same nights as he does...
CAUSE UR MEETING IN UR DREAMSSSSSSS
nd thats how ur dad shows his love to you !
zeus doesnt gaf. wtv we dont like him anyway
i mean sometimes hes like erm gtfo my cabin 🤨
but doesn't actually do anything
u literally dont care for anybody's thoughts tho cause you bagged a baddie as sleepy as you ♡
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an two: ik i didnt talk abt sleepovers together but like ive got a jason fic called sleepover (thats also gn!) if u wanted to read that :DD but i hoped u enjoyed and have a good day/night!! GO STREAM THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT.
peace from manhattan,
percy jackson ♡
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Can I request "The red string theory" with 2012 Leo x Reader? It's basically when two people are connected and bound to meet when the time is right, regardless of the place or circumstance. (Could be platonic or romantic!)
I've been craving 2012 stuff for so longgg!
(I love and adore your work a bunch you have no idea💗!!! this is actually my first time requesting something. I've been so freaking nervous 😿)
-🦈💙
The Red Thread of Fate (Fluff)
2012!Leonardo x reader
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A/N: Soulmate stuff! I love it! I’ve always loved reading other people’s soulmate fanfics, so I’m happy to finally make one of my own. And I hope that you find this fitting for your first request😊 Love ya bunches!💙
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Warning: Most likely spelling💙
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East Asian folklore explains that everybody is tied to their future partner, by a small invisible red string. Chinese mythology has the string tied around the destiny partners’ ankles, while in Japan it was often shown with the string tied around the woman’s little finger and the man’s thumb, even though nowadays it was usually shown only around the little finger on each person. And that was just the versions you were aware of.
You guessed that you had a string too. Sometimes you could feel it, and sometimes you couldn’t. Small, sometimes tightening a little around your pinky, pulling ever so slightly at you until you would move, but nothing would come of it. No one would be standing there and waiting for you when you walked into the other room, and well, suddenly you couldn’t feel the pull on your finger anymore, leaving you standing with a strange empty feeling inside.
Other times you swear you saw it. For a split second you could swear that you saw something small and red tied around your little finger, with a thread like string trailing off from it. However, with the blink of an eye, it was gone, or pinky once again looking as plain as ever.
As time progressed, you find yourself wondering more and more, your searching for answers becoming more and more prevalent. You had long longed to find that special someone, that you could share your life with. The one that could make you feel like the world's prettiest and luckiest person, and that you in turn would make feel the same. The one that you would be willing to work through ups and downs with, knowing there could be no highs without any lows. The one that you would find at the end of this invisible red string you found at the end of your pinky finger, every now and again teasing you with its elusive existens, and the knowledge that your future partner was out there somewhere, probably looking and thinking about you, the same way you were looking and thinking about for them.
But no matter how many times you found yourself dreaming and wondering about your soulmate, you had never thought that he would be close by. So close that he would be under your feet, literally.
One day you found yourself sitting in your bedroom, lost in thoughts, dreaming about that face you hadn’t seen yet. With all of your responsibilities laid out on your bed before you in paper form, you simply could not concentrate, your thoughts continuously wandering off to better places, only to find yourself back in your bedroom, with your work and homework laying out in front of you, just waiting for you to get them done.
You let out a frustrated sigh, letting your eyes scan over the paper in your hand. What was the point of sitting here and dreaming? Dreaming wasn’t going to bring your soulmate to you any faster. If this red string around your finger was as true as you wanted to believe it was, then you couldn’t force it. Your soulmate wouldn’t come around before time is ready for it, so spending too much time dwelling on it was not helping it. It was better to get going with your life and let it come to you along the way. So with yet another sigh, you took a hold of your pen, looking down over the paper one more time.
Then, as if the universe heard your thoughts as they ran through your head, your window smashed, sending someone hurling into your bedroom, landing directly on your floor, glass shards flying everywhere. You let out an ear piercing scream, standing up on your bed, looking down at the guy on your floor, groaning as he sat up, rubbing his head with green three fingered hand… Green three fingered hand!?
You stared in a mixture of awe, shock and a little fear at the green figure on your floor. Green, with a darker green colored shell on his back, his torso enclosed with a light brown plastron, his eyes wrapped with a blue bandana, with eye holes making his blue eyes visible, when he looked up at you. A turtle? A humanoid turtle?
Silence fell between the two of you, both of you staring at each other on high alert, unsure of what to do. After what felt like an eternity of looking into his light blue eyes, the turtles slowly lifted his hands, trying to signal to you that he had no intentions to harm you. But that was not what you noticed. Instead you noticed something thin and red, tied around his pinky finger. A red thread.
You took in a sharp breath when you saw the thread continue off his finger in a small line, your eyes slowly following it until you saw it coming to an end at your finger - tied around your pinky. For a moment, you forgot how to breathe, your gaze shaking as you looked back at the turtle man on your bedroom floor. No way.
The turtle seemed just as shocked as you, his eyes flickering between you and his hand, before slowly taking a hold of his tied hand, looking at it like he couldn’t believe what he saw. Whatever he and his brothers had been fighting out on the other roof was long forgotten, with the sight in front of him being the only thing he could think of. He had always dreamed of this moment, but never dared believing it could actually happen. Him, a mutant turtle living in the sewers, actually meeting his soulmate, a human.
Still standing on your bed, just shoulders slowly came down from the tens positions, your lungs letting go of the breath you had been holding. His round, yet strangely handsome face calmed something in you. Something before now, had never noticed, was so turbulent, slowly coming to a calming halt.
“I- I’m (Y/N)”, you said in a whisper, just loud enough for him to hear, his mouth slowly coming agape. “W- who are you?”
“L- Leo”, he answered, with a stammer letting you know that he was just as nervous as you. “Leonardo”.
“Leonardo”, you repeated with a small nod, not noticing the shiver he felt when he said your name. “Cool name”.
“T- thank you”, he said, slowly coming to a stand on your bedroom floor, coming to his full height, making a butterfly burst to life somewhere deep within your stomach. “Uhm…”, he continued, unsure on how to proceed. “H- have you heard of, uhm… the red thread of fate?”, he asked, holding up his hand with the red threat.
“Yes”, you answered, holding up your own.
Silence fell over the two of you once more, this time with small nervous smiles, both of you wreaking and turning your minds, finding something to say, that didn’t involve just smiling at each other like two idiots that were slowly falling in love. That was when you were interrupted by the sound of Leo’s brothers, calling out for him to help them with what threw him into your room in the first place.
“Shit, I have to go”, Leo said, looking from the broken window to you. “Listen, I- I will be back, I promise! But me and my brothers have a little, uh, problem to take care of”.
“Brothers?”, you asked, your unsurety washing away by the moment as you stepped down from your bed. “There are more of you?”
“There is”, Leo smiled, seeming to calm down when you stepped closer to him, getting lost in the thought of your once again, his eyes flickering between your eyes and lips. Was he so lucky? So lucky that not only would he meet his soulmate, but get to kiss his soulmate the same day. By your close proximity and your awestruck face it seemed like it. He could just lean forward and do it. He could just kiss you right now, while you smiled at him, seeming to just be waiting for him to do it-.
“Dammit, Leo! We’re losing our shells out here!”
“Oh! Yeah! Shit! Sorry, Raph!”, Leo said, before quickly running for the window, stepping one foot on the window ledge before turning towards you one last time. “I will be back, I promise… And sorry about the window, I’ll get that fixed for you”.
“Thank you, Leo. I’ll be waiting for you”, you smiled, causing the turtle's heart to skip. He stared at you for a moment, feeling his heart jump around inside his chest, wondering if all of this was a dream.
“See you soon, (Y/N)”, Leo said, dwelling in the fuzzy feeling he felt when he spoke your name.
“LEO! AARRRRGH!! HE GOT DONNIE’S ANKLE! HE GOT DONNIE’S ANKLE!”
“I’m coming, Mikey!”, Leo yelled before hurrying up the fire escape. You quickly ran to the window, wishing to see him one last time, only to find him already on your roof, in the last second before he leaped over the alleyway below with ease, running to whatever situation his brothers were in. You stood back in awe, a chuckle of disbelief pushing past your lips. You had just met your soulmate - the man that had been waiting at the red of your red thread - and he was a turtle. A humanoid turtle with the ability to jump over alleyways. If you decided to tell anyone, they would never believe you. And even you wondered for a moment if you had made the whole thing up. That was until you realized you no longer felt a tug in your little finger, but instead a storm of butterflies in your stomach.
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tmntfixationxreader · 2 months
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"Hiya!!! Do you think you can do some sort of angst/comfort fic with the rise boys of comforting a they/them reader who’s struggling with getting an injury cleaned/a bone set?"
Absolutely! Sorry this one took me so long to do. Hope you enjoy!
♡Bone setting♡
This contains Rottmnt Movie Spoilers.
~Platonic Rottmnt x Gender neutral Reader~
Summary: After the Krang invasion, everyone needs medical attention, including you.
Warnings: Pain, slight blood, angst + comfort, slight language? Reader description advised.
Word count: 1,855
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“L-Leo!!” Mikey called out, holding Leo in a death grip, the two collapsed on the ground in a sweaty mess.
Leo winced, grunting once, patting Mikey on the head gently with his good arm.
“Good-to-see-you-too-Mikey,” Leo muttered, but it came out as a muffled sler. Leo coughed, sending bolts of pain through his body as red dribbled down his lips.
Donnie’s eyes widened and Raph was starting to panic.
Mikey had golden burns glistening on his arms, rectangular patterns etched into his skin from the overpower in his mystic energy. Donnie had the same etched purple burns on his right arm, and Raph had them on his left in red.
Despite the burns on his arms Mikey continued to squeeze Leo as hard as he could, tears rolling down his cheeks.
Donnie had tears rolling down his cheeks too, his expression emotionless as his eyes betrayed him.
Raph scooped Leo and Mikey into a hug, yelling as he held back sobs. “Leo- don’t you EVER do that again!”
Donnie sank to his knees, hugging Leo and Mikey as Raph squeezed them all.
April ran up to them with a horrified look on her face, Spinter wobbling behind her looking tired and panicked, Casey on their heels, his face tear streaked.
“Master Leonardo!!” Casey shouted.
“Leo!!” April called out, immediately joining the brothers in a death-grip of a hug.
Casey hesitated, eyes wide. “Is he…?”
“I’m not- mph- dead yet Casey…” Leo muttered, and a huge wave of relief washed over all of them.
Donnie sat bolt right up from the hug, looking around at April and Splinter.
“Y/n…?” He asked, wide eyed, standing up quickly before wincing and gripping his arm, only making it sting even more.
April looked around. “Y/n!!” She called, walking and looking out at the chaos.
You were with April and Splinter when they were fighting off one of the Krangs… They had made sure you were following when they started off towards the brothers, but….
Everyone looked panicked.
Mikey looked up from Leo’s shoulder, tears still rolling down his cheeks.
“Y/n- w-what’s wrong with them-” Leo muttered, coughing harshly again, his brain going fuzzy.
“Leo- don’t talk, don’t move,” Donnie hissed at him, seeming even more panicked and overwhelmed then he already was. He shook his hands a little and exhaled slowly, trying to ground himself.
“April- where did you last see them?” Donnie asked, shaking from the extremely stressful and scary situations they had just been through.
Raph, even though it was taking everything for him to keep himself together after what just happened, noticed Donnie.
“D, calm down… I’m sure they are just-” Raph started.
“Guys!!” You yelled over to them, one hand across your ribcage, your other arm loosely hanging at your side. “Just had to- mph- stop for a second…”
You slowly made your way to them, April running up meeting you halfway.
“I thought I lost you!” She hugged you, and you winced loudly.
She pulled back immediately. “Y/n, you…?” She muttered.
You looked out at the brothers, wide eyed at how messed up they all looked. “Leo- d-did he make it back?”
April nodded. “We need to get him to the lair… But he’ll live… How bad are you-?”
“We need to get them home… I’m not hurt badly, just a little… bruised,” You muttered, arm still clinging to your ribcage. You lied. You had lied to April, just to keep her and the others from worrying. They were clearly more hurt than you. They needed medical attention first.
It was hard to tell what exactly was hurting within you. Your ribcage stung, a painful sharp sensation that hit you in the gut with every breath. Your other arm… You didn’t even want to guess its condition. You could move it a little… But not much else without the shaper pains setting in further. Your good arm was preoccupied clutching your ribs, so you couldn’t exactly help to fix them up, either.
April nodded quickly and the two of you rushed over the brothers. You were much slower than April in your condition, but to keep them from worrying you kept a pace.
You and the turtles were hurt badly.
As you held open the back hatch of the back-up turtle van, Raph carried Leo, who was biting his tongue to prevent from making noise, setting him in the backseat.
This was going to be a long night…
Leo was propped up on a medical bed, somewhere between high on medications and painfully awake, but patched up. His voice was raw and scratchy from dust and yelling, and he was tired out of his mind.
Donnie had his arm and soft shell patched up, a crap-ton of disinfectants poured onto his shell to prevent possible infections.
Raph’s arm was wrapped, an eyepatch over one eye that the Krang had taken over. All the Krang-parts that had been infected and taken over were wrapped up, Krang now gone but wounds still there.
Mikey’s arms were wrapped up, all the way past his elbows and almost to his shoulders.
You had brushed off Casey and April’s medical attention until everyone else had been fixed up, and by then you were dead tired. Your arm was swollen and hurt to even think about, your ribcage sucking the air out of your lungs with each shaking breath. You leaned against the doorway, watching April and Casey finish with Leo’s cracked shell.
Casey whipped his brow. “Ok… Leo’s finished for now…” He muttered with a sigh, seeming exhausted. He hadn’t slept since he had come through to this timeline, not to mention the days of survival beforehand.
April immediately turned her attention to you. “Ok, your turn…”
You wanted to argue, but with how hard your ears were throbbing from pain, you couldn’t. Everyone else had already received medical attention, so it was your turn anyways.
April had you sit down on the bed, Casey using some of Donnie’s tech to scan you.
Donnie (and Leo but they forbid him) wanted to help with medical stuff, but everyone had put him on bedrest. Luckily Casey knew how to use Donnie’s tech because of the training he had gotten in his past timeline.
Casey hesitated as the laser-scanner scanned your rib cage and arm.
April’s eyes widened. “Y/n- how the heck are you still walking around?”
Casey gave her a quick look or warning to keep you from possibly panicking. “I-it’s not too bad… just a little… Worse for ware.”
You groaned. “Yeah, I can tell.”
Casey rubbed the bridge of his nose before sighing again, the immense bags under his eyes seeming to show themselves more.
“We have to set your arm… And wrap up your ribcage…” He said, looking over the scan. “Commander- er… April, we need some wraps… And possibly another set of hands..”
April nodded, going over to a cabinet to get out the medical supplies. Donnie and Raph nodded as well, ready to help.
“Wait, setting it…? Like with Leo’s leg?” You swallowed. You had watched the process of bone-setting they had done on Leo’s leg. It took Raph, Donnie, and April to hold Leo down while Casey set the fracture. It was loud and hard to watch, and they had insisted you wouldn’t help with your arm being in its condition. By the end of it Donnie was really overwhelmed and Raph helped ground him again, but it took a bit.
Casey nodded. “Yes… The others will help to stabilize you while I set your arm.”
You nodded a little.
Casey walked over to your injured side, pulling down an old pair of Donnie’s goggles so he had an X-ray of your arm.
Raph, April and Donnie stood around you. Mikey stood nearest to the head of the bed, unable to help hold you while his arms were wrapped but still being with you.
“You got this Y/n…” Mikey said, and the others nodded in agreement while Casey looked over the fracture one more time.
“Ok.. On the count of three,” Casey said.
“Deep breath,” Donnie helped to instruct.
You did as he said, taking a deep breath in as Casey counted to one.
“Two…” He said, and everyone helped to hold you.
Right as you took a deep breath in, Casey finished his count.
You barely heard the word three as he started setting the fracture, everything else being muffled by the ringing in your ears.
The others held you as your body naturally reacted and fight or flight kicked in. They were strong enough to easily be able to hold on to you to keep you still.
The whole process only lasted a few painfully long seconds, and by the end of it your voice was raw and blood pounded in your ears.
“There…That’s it- it’s done…” Casey said, his voice weaverying from stress and exhaustion.
Everyone let go of you as soon as Casey said the word, still staying by your bedside.
“It’s over now…” Raph said, patting your good arm.
Mikey wiped away a tear attempting to trail down your face. “No more… Now it can heal…” He whispered, his voice tight with nervousness from throughout the day.
Donnie stepped back and let himself take a few deep breaths before patting your good shoulder. He nodded to you, not saying anything because he was overwhelmed by everything that had happened from the day.
Leo had his head turned so he could look at you. He gave you a smile that made it clear he was fighting off sleep medications.
After a bit of calming back down Casey did a few more scans on your ribs and deemed they were badly bruised but would heal on their own. He put your arm carefully in a cast, and gave you painkillers for the night.
April sat down on the bed next to Donnie, patting his shoulder as she fought off exhaustion.
“Does that mean everything is addressed?” She asked, and Casey gave her a nod.
“Everything that can be… Now we are just waiting for things to heal,” Casey said, leaning against the wall between the medical beds you and Leo were on.
He checked Leo’s IV, making sure it was still flowing properly. Leo was already passed out, snoring a little now that the painkillers had kicked in and it was safe for him to sleep.
Raph was on the fourth medical bed, Mikey asleep on his lap, snoring against Raph’s good arm.
Raph sighed. “So now what?”
“We sleep it off…” Donnie signed instead of speaking. “Until tomorrow at least…”
April nodded, stretching out on the foot of the medical bed. “Sounds like a plan…” She muttered.
You nodded too, eyes growing heavy already. You stayed in the same position they had told you to stay in to prevent straining your ribs or pulling on your arm.
Soon everyone was dozing off, Splinter keeping watch to make sure someone didn’t roll over onto their casts or need medical treatment in the middle of the night.
Everyone was healing, finally getting the rest everyone deserved.
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Hope you enjoyed it!
Bye bye butterflies!!
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julsvu · 24 days
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heyyy you take requests for pjo right? If so can you do Leo Valdez x fem!reader head cannons about what type of dates they go on and all the ways f!reader tries to pay for things and Leo stops her
fem! reader
💬: tysm for the request!! i hope u enjoy the hcs :D
📒: fluff, reader is implied to be a demigod
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i feel like leo wouldn't really be the type of guy to like really expensive or fancy dates, such as restaurant dates and stuff
i think he's more like a mall date, convenience store date type of person fr AND AND grocery date kind of guy??
simple dates, in other words
but he'd probably be down for whatever, as long as it's about hanging out w u he's cool with it
I FEEL LIKEE u guys would go into a convenience store at UNGODLY hours to just buy one or two chip bags
this mf..would not let you pay though
most of the time he'd LITERALLY snatch your wallet away from you so he could pay first, or he'd race to the register so he'd be the one to pay
u guys went on a grocery date together and HE LEFT YOU ALONE IN THE AISLE DRAGGING THE CART when you guys concluded that you should go pay 😭😭 RAN LIKE HIS LIFE DEPENDED ON IT and proceeded to act casual and all
as if nobody saw him running across the store holding his wallet and the grocery cart
cue you chasing after him
OOO and i feel like he'd dare you to ride a grocery cart, so he proceeds to push you really fast ☠️☠️☠️
as revenge, you pushed him faster when it was his turn to ride it
HIS SCREAM WOULD COME OUT HIGH-PITCHED AND ECHO THROUGHOUT THE PARKING LOT BRO 😭😭
i feel like he'd find picnic dates really nice, too
cries whenever he accidentally drops his sandwich onto the grass, and ants already start nibbling on it
stargazing dates!! >>
u usually go on stargazing dates when the other is in a bad mood/had a bad day, it's so therapeutic 😭😭 also lets u sleep on his shoulder during those dates, and carries you to your cabin to make sure you get sleep in an actual comfortable position
also!!! he'd definitely like carnival dates too!!!
once raged because he couldn't win a teddy bear for you 😭 bro was TWEAKING while a group of kids were behind him, scared
he'd be the one to be act all cool before the rollercoaster, but he's the one that's the loudest™ on the ride 😭
i need someone like leo NEOOWW !!
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Thinking about the time Roier struck Bad with lightning and Bad went "Pomme attack!" And in a somewhat surprising move for an egg who is generally very amicable with everyone she did it without a hesitation, and when Roier was confused that she attacked her response was "Don't hurt my family"
And when Elisangela shot Bad and Pomme tried to attack her, which didn't work, she kept looking intensely at this immortal creature while telling her to stop attacking her dad (before she had officially called Bad her dad to his face).
Remember when Dapper was kidnapped and Richas had to hold her back from following Bad and Cellbit to the scene? How she sat with Bad afterwards and mirrored his fury, and they both swore vengence against him? How afterwards Dapper was afraid of ElQuackity, and when he ran away Pomme stood and faced ElQuackity unflinching with her scythe out... Her scythe she named 'Vengence' specifically because of what ElQuackity did?
Remember when Leo and Max intended to try an experiment to make her immortal, but there was a chance it could kill her, so Pomme offered to be the test subject instead because she had two lives? Remember how she was always willing to put herself in danger for her siblings, because of her second life?
Pomme is kind and smart and sweet and caring, but she is also a warrior and protector just like her dad Etoiles... She is so quick to jump to the defense not only of the people she loves, but to anyone at all who may need help.
I love this sweet, strong, passionate little egg ;w;
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First I Love You
Bayverse TMNT × Fem!Reader
This is self indulgent garbage I have made to keep myself distracted.
It varies from Drama to Fluff to Angst and Pre established relationship to a fucking year into being official to Y/N to she/her. No spicy tho. Good luck lol
-Raphael-
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It wasn't panic.
It wasn't. He felt excitement. Raphael was bursting with energy. Stomach in knots, head pounding, chest pushing and pulling oxygen as if it was hard.
It wasn't panic. Leo concluded the huddle with a nod. "Let's do this!"
"Turtle power!" The group shouted. Turtle and human alike branched off in different directions.
Raph looked over at you.
"Raph, I-"
"C'mon people, let's go!" Vern called.
Raph didn't know what to do, heart racing and blood surging. Making him jittery. He half-heartly ran after his brothers.
He couldn't help but glance back.
You had taken a step back closer to Vern. You were watching them go, frightened. He understood.
He could die or get taken away- this might be the last he would ever see any of these people ever again. Last time he would ever see you.
"You don't have to do that." You had laughed, smiling as he lifted your couch.
"You're not gonna do it." He teased, watching your dog fetch it's toy happily.
"It's an upper east side candy shop." Raph explained one night. "I know you like sweets."
You gave him the biggest puppy eyes, smile ear-to-ear, holding the snacks to your chest. "You're my hero."
God, had he wanted to kiss you. He almost did one time. Almost spilled his guts when you blinked tiredly up at him. The scales of his arm were imprints along your face. Marks a movie lengths worth in the making. They wouldn't fade for several minutes. It was so cute.
Your hand grabbed his once. Tugging him to the edge of the water, in an effort to show him something. Probably. He couldn't remember. He hid his shyness under the banter. Soaking up the feeling of your hand in his.
Raph couldn't stop thinking about you, anymore. He knew you felt something too. He was more than happy about that.
But it wasn't meant to be. He knew better.
"We can't do this." Raph had whispered two days ago. Pulling his hand away from your fingers. Pulling away from what had almost been a kiss. "It's wrong."
Something numb fell over your expression. Blocking him out. It broke his heart as you pulled your lips tight. Looking down and nodding. "Okay."
Raph had faced impossible odds before. But this was bigger. Scarier. He knew there was a chance he could never make it. A good one if this plan doesn't go well.
No.
He needed to do this.
His feet started to do their own thing.
"Raph?" Donnie called. Confused.
You turned back around, suddenly swallowed up in Raphael's shadow. "Raph, w-"
"I love you."
Her eyes widened, staring up at Raph.
"I'm fucking crazy about you." He whispered, terrified. "I fell in love with you, and I'm sorry I-"
"Raph-"
"You're the best thing to ever happen to me, and I've been wishing I could be the guy you deserve, but I'm not, so...so I just want you to know -"
"I-I love you too." She whispered, rushing forward.
Raph blinked. Relief overwhelming him before he could register what had been said.
"I love you so fucking much." His best friends small hands were quickly on his cheeks; the sensation like lightning on his scales.
It...probably wasn't the best kiss, in hindsight. He had done nothing but stare wide-eyed in disbelief as it happened, was happening, and happened.
She pulled back, her hands petting his face. His hands holding her head too. Her eye contact made his limbs go numb when she whispered, "Just come back to me, okay?"
Just come back to me.
"Uh...Okay."
She choked out a laugh, letting go of his face and pushing at his chest. "Now go get 'em tiger." It made Raph choke and smile back.
"Raph!" Leo shouted.
Ignoring Vern's expression of horror. Raph nodded to himself. "Okay." He said again. "Okay." He sprinted after his brothers on legs he couldn't feel, new energy driving him forward.
-Michelangelo-
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You weren't naive.
You knew he wouldn't be accepted by most of your family. You knew that a few individuals might even be dangerous to Mikey and his family.
But the key word was most.
The newest generations, relatives your age, were much more accepting of many things. Within reason.
With your boyfriends...predicament- it took some extra effort on your part to set up a meeting of some kind. A meeting in which both parties had nowhere to go but through the uncomfortable interaction. With no room for reactive actions. No access to immediate exits, phones, or weapons-
Good thing you were dating an actual angle.
Mikey could work a room so easily, it overwhelmed you. He had your siblings charmed within seconds; cracking wise while the first gawking and terrified reactions were water off his shell.
Now, your boyfriends social circle was that much bigger.
One thing led to another. Weeks went by, then months. It's how you two ended up here. You on your siblings couch curled up with a book. Chaos all around you.
"Aaand...boo!" Mikey leapt out from behind the doorway.
"AHHahah!" One of your neices squeeled and ran away, hands covering her face.
"C'mere, you." Mikey growled, his smile just as wide as he dramatically stomped after the four kids, his hands perfect T-rex claws. His shadow easily swallowing them as they hurried away.
"Mikey, you can't eat them!" Your nephew wasn't older than five, but he chased after the giant turtle man as they rounded the couch you were sitting on.
Mikey tackled your nephew to the ground expertly, the boy roaring in delight; getting tickled ferociously.
"Ahhh! Stopp!!" The boy was desperately trying to worm away from your boyfriend. "That hurts!"
Mikey let go, and the boy continued to giggle as he caught his breath, struggling to get up.
"Ya a'right?" Mikey smiled.
"AHHH!" One neice came out of nowhere, pouncing on Mikey's arm.
"Oh NOO!" Mikey cried as he fell expertly over, making the little girl laugh. Your nephew screamed in triumph, jumping on his shoulders.
The other two saw the action, and pounced.
"We gotchu!!"
"Oh no, oh no!!" Mikey whined, struggling carefully for their entertainment as the kids climbed on top of him. He went limp, a gross sound in his thoat.
The kids squeeled, tiny hands slapping him playfully. "We know you're not dead, Mikey!"
He didn't reply.
Your neice shook his shoulder. "My-ee?"
"RAH!" Mikey jolted awake, and they all screamed and scrambled away.
"Get back here!" He called.
The kids scrambled to another room, leaving you and your boyfriend facing each other where he was kneeling on the carpet.
"How are you doing?" Mikey asked, still smiling. He had glitter stickers all over him. And marker ink was all over his shoulder.
Your heart had swelled, closing your throat and misting your eyes. He looked good like this. Happy.
"I love you." You muttered.
Mikey jolted, his eyes blowing wide. "...W-what?"
"I love you." You repeated with a smile, voice breaking.
Mikey's jaw dropped, his hands lifting a little from his knees. "We're- I-I-I love you-"
"UNGUARDD!"
A pool noodle slapped Mikey's head from behind.
You laughed.
-Donatello-
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"All done." You whispered.
"Thank you."
You didn't look at him, setting down the needle and blood-soaked fabric.
You and Donnie were sheltered in the lab. Curtain drawn. He sat maskless and blind in his chair. Hands clasped between his spread knees.
He'd been quiet. Avoiding your gaze.
You stared at what would be a new scar on his face. Down his cheek and neck. You mourned the marring of some turtle stripes under his jaw.
Blood was crusted between scales around your messy stitches; and you slowly got to work of gently dabbing it away. One hand on his other cheek to keep him still.
You couldn't handle it alone anymore. Hurt that had weld up in your chest suddenly surged. Your voice began working again.
"Why didn't you tell me?" You whispered.
He didn't answer. But you felt a muscle clench under your fingers.
You bit your lip. Tears welling up at last.
Your proposal that fateful night hadn't been unique. At all. But the offer of another date night was ignored by him completely.
Ghosted. You had gone to April. Worried that something might have happened.
April's number apparently didn't exist anymore. Her face gone from her regular network. Nothing was said about it. As if you had made everything up.
You didn't have any other numbers. You didn't know where to find anyone. You'd begun to accept he had let you go. All of them. Suddenly. But they were gone, none the less.
You were not needed; and Donatello hadn't wanted you.
Then tonight, two hours ago; you'd received a mystery caller. Three times. Leo. Imploring. Needing more hands, because Donnie was down and out for the count. You had never heard the leaders voice like this.
Karai was now dead.
Everyone is home safe.
You felt tears finally spill down your cheeks. You pulled away, sniffing as you scrubbed harshly at your cheeks.
Donnie reacted to the sound as if shot.
"Y/N it wasn't -"
"You didn't tell me." You hissed. "That's all I need to know."
"It's not like that!" Donnie said urgently. "I couldn't -"
"I needed one text. N-not even that, just... something. Anything." You hissed. "I don't even ask for an explanation! Just saying it's unsafe to talk would have been more than enough. Y-you and I even have a safeword-!"
"I couldn't do that!" Donnie said. "They had tracked Splinter and April through our communications. My firewalls should have prevented the Foot from - I didn't - I didn't know, and I couldn't endanger another person I love the same way."
A person I love.
You gasped, chest heaving with built-up sobs. Physical pain struck you at his words. Shock. Denial. Two weeks. Nothing -
"You don't love me!" You choked. Insistant.
Donnie blinked, mouth dropping slightly open as he stared at you wide-eyed.
He took in a shaky breath. "Yes, I do."
You sobbed, squeezing your eyes shut as you scrubbed some tears away. "No, you don't, c'mon." It was the weakest you've ever sounded.
Donnie's hands snagged your elbows. Pulling you to face him so his hands could rest on either side of your head.
"You were in danger." His voice shook. "You were in so much danger - and I'd rather you think I left or was gone than ever - ever, see you hurt. Especially because I was too fucking s-stupid to protect you or my family."
You were silent. Staring at him like he was the last thing left alive.
He bit his lip, wet eyes sparkling with the most conviction you'd ever seen. "I love you so much. You're the best thing to ever happen to me, and I promised myself I would keep you safe, no matter what. If...If I could redo all of this, I wouldn't change anything." His voice broke. "It'll be different from now on, but...the thought of you somewhere out there hating me is better than the thought of you...not being here at all."
You hiccuped, face wet with renewed tears as you pushed forward. Kissing him.
-Leonardo-
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Leo hadn't liked you at first. At all, really. Comes with the territory, you thought. You didn't blame him.
The trust built slowly every month. Half a year went by before you could easily call him your friend, and you were good friends.
The problem was that you had started crushing on him. Hard.
One night, Leo had stopped you; rain pouring down as he - very awkwardly...asking you out.
You could tell that he had been terrified. It made your smile that much wider. Because you were terrified too. Over the moon. Finally.
You later found out the guy had actually the corniest, cutest list of dates he had been hoping to take you on. All written in a neat, dorky list in one of his notebooks. When you confronted him - he couldn't meet your eyes he had been so embarrassed.
Leo had been the one to ask if he could kiss you.
You had fallen in love. Not quickly. But you had admitted to yourself - looking up into those pretty blue eyes - that you were crazy in love.
And yet...
Leo still hadn't taken off his mask.
You asked once. "Am I ever going to see you without it?"
"Hell no." He huffed at you while he set your house plant back down.
"Scared I might find out you're a turtle?" You scoffed. "I have some crazy news."
"Nice try, but that kind of show-" Leo reached above you to grab a cup, then pointed it at your smug grin. "Isn't for free. VIP only."
"I'm not a VIP girlfriend?" You were outraged.
The curiosity was always there. But you didn't push. You knew it would happen eventually.
That moment came a week later. When you ran your nails across his scalp.
You quickly did it a second time after his tiny noise of happy surprise. A gentle scratch. Only slight pressure to the green skin.
"What're you doing back there?" Leo twisted, peering up at you from where he sat on the floor infront of you.
You kept at it. Smiling as you switched between scratching and petting his scalp, adding a second hand. "Just touching you. That okay?"
Leo's eyes fluttered before he turned back to the TV. His shell between your knees.
As time passed, Leo's head lowered. His neck weakening. He obviously wasn't watching anymore.
"You okay?" You giggled quietly.
"Mm."
"C'mere." You pat your lap. "Turn around."
Leo did. He paused, facing you. You stared back, smiling before pressing a hard loud kiss to the side of his snout. Pushing his head slightly with its force, making him smile and laugh.
God, you loved that laugh.
Your hands opened and closed dramatically over his form as he slumped his head into your lap, curling up close. You nearly giggled at how large his head was as he rested his cheek on a thigh.
There was one problem....
"Hey," you whispered. "May I move the mask?"
Leo froze.
"I can work with it." You quickly said, cringing. "You're okay."
"No," Leo said. "No, it's okay. Hang on."
Your heart leapt into your throat in surprise. But you bit your lip. You didn't want to scare him as he sat up and used one hand to loosen the knot.
Leo pulled it off swiftly. Never looking at you.
You stared.
You had convinced yourself it wouldn't be a huge deal seeing his face. It was a small mask. How much could it really hide?
Apparently, a lot. You felt your brain adjust to the ridiculous fact that it had been unprepared to have so much green to look at.
Leo moved to lean back down. You stopped him. That's when he looked at you.
Leo's eyes hadn't changed a bit. You realized that they looked even more gorgeous like this.
You're heart squeezed.
You'd been dying to tell him. Now more than ever.
"Hi." You whispered, smiling and petting his cheeks.
"C'mon," Leo winced. "It's not..."
"Tell me it at least feels better off..." the backs of your fingers pet down his cheeks before you pushed your nails along each side of his head. Across his temples and then along his scalp again. "It sure looks better off."
His eyes rolled closed. He pushed further into the contact, a pretty groan slipping out.
He stayed there. Leaned a little bit forward as he sat on the floor. His head being pet and scratched from where you sat in front of him on the couch. You pressed a few kisses across brow and nose when you felt his weight going lax once more.
Then holding his jaw, you pressed your lips firmly against his forehead.
Leo signed.
This was it. Time to tell him. You took a deep breath.
"I love you." Leo whispered.
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bikelaned · 4 months
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leo is experiencing, he is in situations
he ran away and had to drag his emotional support brother w him
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was going to draw them all but now IM experiencing 💀
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sig1ls · 12 days
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ENLIGHT ME, MY DEAR.
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warnings : angst , arguing , hurt slight comfort , angst with happy ending , threats , small RE revelations 2 refrences , Leon really just needs a hug , Leon has commitment issues , Leon doesn’t know how to ground himself, set after raccoon city, Leon likes the readers tits, a little spicy.
summary : y/n was very much aware of what they were getting themself into when they started to date Leon, they knew he was cold, they knew what his job had done to him, so why were they so upset?
relationship : Leon Kennedy x G!N Reader w/ female anatomy.
notes : based on romantic homicide by d4vd , i reccomend listening to it while reading. divider from cafekitsune.
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“I’m scared,” y/n started their sentence. A confused looking Leon stood before them, looking down to meet their eyes; “It feels like you don’t care.” they finished, causing the taller blonde’s eyes to widen in shock.
“Angel- what do you mean? I do care,” Leon muttered, his eyebrows knitting together, so many thoughts ran through his mind, was his angel leaving? was he not good enough? was his trauma too much for them?
“This is the 10th time you’ve failed to show up for our dates, Leon.” y/n almost shouts, their voice raising more than leon had ever heard, causing him to almost stumble back.
“What-? Angel, i haven’t ever done tha-” Leon starts, pondering if what just came from his mouth really was true, and he realises it was not; “shit..” he mutters again.
“You can’t ‘Angel’ your way out of this one.” y/n stated, their stare cold as it felt like it almost froze leon like an ice bottle.
Leon tries to lean down to kiss y/n’s forehead but they push him back, and in that moment he broke down. He sank to the floor, his eyes turning glossy as he looks up at the reader through the blurred blobs that coated his precious blue eyes.
y/n looks concerned as they sink to their knees in front of Leon, their hand slowly creeping to his cheek, he jumps at first before slowly embracing their touch.
“I’m- i’m sso damn sorry aangel- I didn’t rrealise- hhow much i hur-” he’s cut off again, by a kiss. y/n’s soft lips coliding with his rough scarred ones.
y/n pulls back from the kiss, looking at their fiánce, they frown as they shift themself into his lap, allowing him to hold them like a teddy.
“It’s okay, I promise.. i’m sorry for shouting at you and pushing you leo..” y/n mutters, slowly rubbing his cheek with their thumb as he nuzzles into it.
y/n feels Leon’s rapid breathing slow back to normal underneath them, slowly scratching under his chin; they know he likes that.
“mmy Angel.. mm, all mine.” Leon grumbles as he finds it in himself to stand up, holding the readers thighs as he takes them to their shared bedroom.
y/n softly giggles at the older man’s actions, they know at the end of the day he’s really just a man who’s been through a lot of shit and just needs a bit of loving.
“c’mere angel.. i want , hugs..” Leon almost whispers the last part as if it’s a secret, y/n however has gotten used to how he whispers when he needs something he doesn’t want to admit.
y/n smiles as they crawl in front of Leon, feeling the bed shift as he holds their waist, nuzzling his head into their tits.
“mmm.. love your tits angel,” Leon mumbles into y/n’s chest, if he could bury himself into your tits and never have to leave, best believe he would.
A hand slowly makes its way to the blonde mop on top of Leons head, slowly massaging his scalp, hearing a low groan amit from the man beneath them.
“fuuuck angel..” Leon groans as he tries to push himself more inbetween y/n’s cleavage from the amount of pleasure one action brought him.
“shh shh leo, let me give you some lovin..” y/n drawls, smiling as they move both of their hands to massage Leons scalp, enjoying the reactions and sleepiness it draws to their fiánce.
Listening to Leons soft snores after about 30 minutes of the same motion, y/n eventually falls into their own slumber, their fiánce securely nuzzled into their tits.
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phoebepheebsphibs · 2 months
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Original plot to Raph's reaction to the fear fungus...
(Raph is sitting and reading when he is smoke-bombed by the fear fungus)
R: WHAT THE WHAT WAS THAT, WHO LET A SMOKE GRINADE IN THE MEDBAY?! No wait, Don told me about this, it's that fear fungal, innit? Right, right, just gotta prepare myself for the biggest, scariest thing ever, aaaaaand -
(Raph coughs furiously as he opens his eyes.)
R: Oh. Nuthin'. Ha! I’m immune!!
(Goes into Mikey's room.)
R: Micheal, you’ll never guess what - what's wrong?
(Mikey is pouting in his bed. Raph comes over and stoops by his bedside.)
R: C'mon mate, what's eatin' atchya?
M: ... I thought you were supposed to be better at this.
R: At what, mate?
M: At being a big brother. You're supposed to look after me, be the most responsible one, but all you do is fail at it. Look at me! I'm in a hospital bed, I'm being treated for malnutrition and hypoglycemia because I passed the frick out in the middle of nowhere! This is the second time this has happened on your watch, Raphael.
R: W-what? No, no, that first time was because you purposefully didn't tell me you weren't eating, and this time y-you ran away!
M: Because you weren't mindful enough to keep watch over me! What kind of lousy brother are you, anyways?
R: NOW SEE HERE, THAT ISN’T FAIR! I ONLY JUST BECAME A BROTHER, I DON’T KNOW WHAT I’M DOING!
M: THAT MUCH IS OBVIOUS!
R: I’m TRYING, Mikey!
M: You're not doing enough, you'll never be enough, we're all so disappointed in you, Raph...
(Leo places a hand on Raphael's shoulder.)
L: Raph?
(He turns to look at him.)
R: Huh? Leo?
M: Why are you yelling at Mikey?
(Raph turns back and sees a sleeping Mikey in bed.)
R: Oh... I was havin' a row with myself, I guess...
@boots-with-the-fur-club @daboyau
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:D omg, you are going to make me addicted to apolo, the man cries out to be loved, a request for the favor of our dear apolo (in devinart there was a farm where the reader dated leo but he cheated on her with calypso, then the He realizes that he made the worst mistake of his life, seeing that because of calypso he was attracted but he loved the reader)How does Leo react when he discovers that his ex-girlfriend, whom he still loves, is now Apollo's partner(fiancee) pleeeees
i'm a loser.・゜-: ✧ :-
leo valdez x fem!reader x apollo
summary: Leo realizes that he messed it up a little... well no, he totally screwed up. And now he's going for you, he's going to tell you that he loves you, that you should be together for the rest of your lifes oooh, wait. Are you married with Apollo? THE GOD APOLLO? warnings: THIS IS SO LONG, HAHA but another one? mmm nope, i don't think so. a/n: yeaaaah, the concept you gave me is so hilarious, i love it. Leo is literally my boyfriend but making him suffer makes me laugh, it's like YES DAMN CRY FOR ME, but whatever. i was even inspired by that song by my beloved Beatles. i hope you like it.
w/c: 2.617 (the longest I've done so far, followed by "lovelorn")
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Apollo wanted to laugh, he really wanted to, but he had learned not to make fun of other people's shit, but damn, could you blame him? He definitely never thought that Leo Valdez was an opponent for him, don't get him wrong, he was saying it because he likes him. (really) and helped him during his mission, but there, standing from his palace on Olympus, he could see everything, including if someone was threatening against you, his wife.
Flames rose as Leo threw the map into the air in fury, totally frustrated in Festus. He couldn't find you, in fact, Apollo kept wondering how he was tracking you, but he didn't seem to want to answer that question. No, or he would end his patience, yes, he had appreciation for the Son of Hephaestus, but when they messed with you, he would lose his mind immediately, or worse, try to get into their relationship? He would be in charge of throwing Leo from the Mount Olympus.
Of course, he wasn't afraid, much less jealous, but he knew what the relationship with Leo had meant to you. You were totally in love, even Apollo knows that you would have married him if only Leo hadn't screwed things up, and boy did he do it big.
He mean, cheating on you with the now ex-sorceress Calypso? Oh, man. Who the fuck would cheat on you? Hmm, yes, Leo Valdez.
The main doors of the palace opened and Apollo dissolved the image. Some murmurs were heard, followed by footsteps heading towards the main throne room, it was definitely you.
— Apollo?—  He heard the doors opening, and he stood in front of the fire, he didn't want to lie to you, but he couldn't interfere either, he knew that would make you upset. The footsteps approached and he felt you take his arm. — Apollo!— 
He looked at you and feigned surprise. He raised both hands in welcome and cradled your face with them before giving you a chaste kiss on the lips. — My beautiful wife.
You closed your eyes when his lips touched yours, and you smiled tenderly.
— Dear husband — You said in a soft mocking tone. You used to do it when Apollo couldn't help but sound so… posh. But to tell the truth, he filled you with joy.
He ran his fingers over your forehead, removing some baby hairs, and made a golden wreath of laurels appear on the crown of your head. He always spent his time adorning you and making you feel loved, you loved him.
Then, Apollo forced himself to blow out the bubble.
— Do you want something, dear?
— I know we're on… — your cheeks turned pink — the honeymoon, but I need to go to Camp Jupiter.
Your pleading eyes, damn, not even Zeus would dare say no to you. Then, he realized what was happening. Apollo tried to hide the realization from himself, but that name began to swirl in his mind; The Fates. Those antiques would hear about him.
—The honeymoon is an old concept, with traditions that we really don't take so… literally anymore —Apollo said as he gently ran his fingers over your blushing cheeks. —So, you know you can come and go whenever you want. I'm not like my uncle Hades.
The blonde giggled, and you poked his arm, making him jump.
— Apollo!
— My love!
You looked at him with a frown, and he smiled even more, trying to push aside all those thoughts where you could get hurt.
It was a fact, you were going to meet Leo at Camp Jupiter, and he wouldn't be able to do anything.
He caressed your face once more and turned, walking to the large window of the great room.
You felt bad leaving him alone, you didn't want to leave him like that, but you were in the last semesters of your degree. Yes, you were on vacation, but you had to leave some paperwork behind.
— I won't take a second.
Apollo let out a short laugh, full of knowledge. He knew it would take you at least a day and a half to get back to him. He turned to you and walked slowly.
—Just come back to me, dear.
Your eyes shone, and you walked the distance he needed to close the distance between you. You took his hands and kissed his knuckles.
— Always.
He turned his hands so that he was the one holding yours now and made a wedding ring appear on your ring finger. When you looked at the diamond, you raised your eyebrow and your look became amused.
—Do you mark your territory?
Apollo smiled and kissed your forehead.
— In case some fool hasn't heard the great news that I am your husband.
The fool was Leo, yes. Apollo said it for him, if not, for who else?
Your husband had done you a favor and made you appear right at the entrance to Camp Jupiter, advantages of a god making you his wife. When the campers guarding the doors saw you, they immediately opened it for you.
You excused yourself and made your way towards New Rome, in fact, you hesitated whether to go there first or go say hello or… If you would meet them anyway near the university.
You walked to the limit.
You loved New Rome, it was definitely home to you, at least when you had to stay on campus during the semester. But to live the rest of your life there would also have been pleasant, although Mount Olympus wasn't bad.
You made your way and some looked at you. So, you quickened your pace, you didn't like to attract a lot of attention like that.
You moved quickly towards the university and found the campus. Blessed be the gods.
You clutched the papers to your chest and walked.
— HEY!
You turned around slowly, not really wanting any questions. But you turned completely around when you saw Frank holding hands with Hazel, trying to reach you.
— GUYS!
They both caught up to you and smiled hungrily. They wanted to hug you, but they backed out at the last moment, which made you frown.
— What was that?
Frank started babbling and Hazel laughed nervously.
—Can we hug you?
You laughed and threw yourself at both of them, so you hugged at the same time. — You fools, I'm the same as always. Just how married and that's it.
Frank denied. — WITH APOLLO
Hazel punched him in the belly, making him double over. The three of you laughed, and then she looked at you nervously.
—Have you seen anyone else? —She asked. You denied.
— I figured Percy and Annabeth would be in New York for the holidays. Nico and Will, Camp Half-Blood, Jason finishing his accounting for the new altars. Piper, in Oklahoma… — You made loops with your hand and thought if you had forgotten someone.
Hazel looked at Frank, and he encouraged her to say whatever had them both acting that way.
Hazel sighed.
—Leo arrived in the morning.
Your expression did not change at all, a reaction that your friends had not expected.
— AND?
Frank scratched the back of his neck nervously. — He is actually searching for you.
Then your eyebrows raised, showing your confusion.
— what? — You snorted. You looked for any sign that it was a joke, but there was none. — So? Do I owe him money?
Hazel laughed nervously and shook her head.
— I think he's looking for you because he wants to fix things with you.
— He's desperate —  Frank agreed.
You laughed sarcastically.
—But he knows that I'm already married, right?
— Apparently… no one told him.
— What? — You asked again, raising your voice a little more. Both exchanged nervous glances. You mean, how far is Indianapolis? — Wait, he was with Calypso, he literally cheated on me with her because he said she was the love of his life.
The two of them raised their shoulders and you scoffed.
—Anyway, I'll leave these documents and go off to enjoy what's left of the vacation. Apollo waits for me. Will you accompany me?
Damn, the three of you were about to enter when you heard someone call your name, then Hazel's and finally Frank's, he was definitely the one who turned around, consequently forcing you and Hazel to do the same.
What your eyes saw were priceless. It was Leo running across campus with half his shirt burned and a desperate expression. Your heart raced, and your feet wanted to run away, instead, you stayed still and speechless.
—You are seeing the same thing, right?
Your friends nodded.
—He wasn't like this when we last saw him— Hazel said, forcing a smile and shaking her hand at Leo.
Leo had stopped at Camp Jupiter for supplies, also to check that you weren't there, and you definitely weren't there when he arrived, but rumors spread fast. You wondered if your ex-boyfriend had heard about why everyone was whispering about your arrival, but it seemed like not, or at least he seemed to ignore it.
And so it was.
Fate, the planets, and the stars aligned to ensure that Leo was ignorant about it, so that you would be the one to deal the final blow.
Things with Calypso didn't work out, why? Leo couldn't get you off his mind. Oh, what had he done? He literally cried like a baby when he realized he still loved you. He loved you, you loved him, so as always, he had to screw up.
Leo ran harder; He was taller, a little stockier, and his curls were fluffier than ever. Everything you used to worship was probably just a shadow of its former self. You weren't saying that he was bad, but you definitely no longer felt anything for him, although you couldn't help but feel a tug in your tummy full of melancholy, pain, and anger.
You had already forgiven him, but his recklessness made you want to kill him.
With little breath, Leo crouched down in front of you, grabbing his knees and looking for air.
You took a step back, your face dripping with confusion.
Hazel and Frank looked at him disapprovingly.
—I've been looking for you—he finally said.
— That's what I heard.
Leo stood up and wanted to hug you. To your surprise, you didn't stop him. You missed your friend Leo Valdez. Not your cheating ex-boyfriend, Leo Valdez.
Frank and Hazel screamed and became nervous.
—I've missed you.— He said, breathing softly, taking in pinches of your scent.
Your heart clenched and you forced yourself to smile.
—Me too, Leo.
That gave him courage. He broke the hug and gently took you by the arms.
— I was wrong… — His brown eyes projected remorse and sorrow. — I was seriously wrong, I shouldn't have…
The son of Hephaestus took a deep breath.
— I betrayed your trust. I put your love aside to think that my place was with someone else, but what a jerk… My place has always been with you. You are the one I love the most. Please forgive me …
Those words, as you would have liked to hear them so long ago, but now they were slipping over you, completely meaningless.
—Leo…
— Please! Give me another chance.
His plea resonated, drawing the attention of some residents. They took it as just a student love situation until they saw you. Oh shit, weren't you the wife of the great Apollo?
— Leo, you see… No. We can't have another chance.
Leo's heart beat so fast that he felt like it would jump out of his heart. He held you a little tighter and leaned down.
He was going to kiss you.
— No! — Hazel gasped and Frank hid behind her.
People around the campus seemed on the edge of their seats, they even plead the gods for Apollo didn't appear out of nowhere and incinerate them all. The god was definitely struggling to control his breathing from the palace. Where did his Yoga classes go? Someone meditate with him, please! He wanted to hang Leo.
You put a hand on Leo's lips, and he felt something cold. You slowly pushed him away with a frown on your face.
— I said no.
You turned your hand and revealed the glow of the diamond to his view. The Sun made it look ethereal because, well, it was.
Leo's soul fell at his feet, and he shook his head in confusion.
—I don't… I don't understand.
— I'm married, Leo. I married someone. Did you think I would be heartbroken since you 
cheated on me with Calypso? That I will wait for you? — You snorted and pushed him gently.
— But with who?! Who the fuck-
You put your hand over his mouth again and shook your head.
—Don't do that.— You sighed brokenly and tried to do it delicately. If you named Apollo, everything could go to Tartarus. —He considers you for helping him during his mission as a mortal.
The gossipers laughed, some adults denied indignantly, and their friends, shit, Frank was almost having a heart attack fearing that Apollo would burn Leo to ashes.
—Apollo? —He said, with even greater confusion.
The god was still clinging to the edge of his throne, expectant.
You looked above and came to the conclusion that he was giving your ex-boyfriend a break. That action fell like a bucket of cold water on the son of Hephaestus.
He walked away from you.
— what?
You turned your gaze and caressed his cheek kindly. — I don't hold a grudge against you, Leo. I loved you so much. But I found someone who did not doubt his love for me and without thinking wanted to grow with me.
The boy shook his head and stumbled as he relented, leaving your hands suspended in the air. A gust of sweet air embraced them in that silent moment.
He let you go and thought he might have you back.
You were his friend, his confidant, and the love of his life, yet he let you go.
He disguised his doubts with bad jokes, dishonest touches, and lies.
How could he have been so stupid?
Haha, there goes the idiot that lost the love of his life to a god.
How could a love like the one you used to possess lose?
Look at me, then, Leo said to himself.
You returned with Apollo and your nerves were overwhelming you. This time you felt so distant to the palace, as if you were not worthy to enter. Still, they received you and welcomed you.
— is in his room.
You thanked and headed to the bedroom. Taking care not to be noisy and watch your steps. 
Being at the foot of the entrance, the door opened and revealed your husband. Smiling?
Apollo opened the door and pulled you into the room. You couldn't help but laugh.
Your clothing magically changed upon entering, your modern clothes replaced by a white robe edged with gold. Your hair now adorned with laurels and golden jewels.
The jingle of jewelry amidst your loved one's laughter seemed like the most exquisite sound to you. He held you in his arms and hid her face in the crook of your neck. 
You stroked his fluffy blonde curls.
— Welcome.
He said, bumping his forehead against yours.
—  Did you miss me?—  You said with humor. Apollo kissed your lips, instantly making you feel disoriented. He traced your cheek, your chin, and your neck. Kissed you behind your ear and hummed.
— I know I told you it would be fine if you went, but gods, how I missed you. Don't leave me the rest of your holidays.
You nodded.
That was your home.
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sugarpasteltmnt · 3 months
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(last seen at the tmnt au comp u _ u)
CRYING I LOVE SWANATELLO AHHHH 💜💕😭💞💖💘😭😭💜💕💗💜💖💘‼️‼️ omg I’m a big fan of your aus ;w; and I love Swanatello holy cow your brain is so beautiful like your art style 😭💘 I hope you find your boi!!! 🥺
But fr if ‘Void’-Leo ran into Leo first, he’d probably point and laugh either because 1) this dude lost his brother lmao or 2) he’s laughing at HIMSELF for hallucinating this scenario rn (because he’s a little coo-coo. A little insane in the membrane)
But if ‘Void’ ran into Swanatello first… i could see one of two things happening—
Leo is so Shook he just has the dial-up sound playing in his head, or through a silly exchange of “Lake?” “Key??” “Lake!” “Key!” the two establish a buddy system to look for their respective Things together
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Hi I just wanted to tell you that I really enjoy your writing. What if the turtles got cloaking broches and wanted to show their partner, and the partner was like “yeah you’re pretty as a human but I miss your markings/stripes etc.”?
Cloaking broach (rottmnt x reader)
summary: reader and turtle’s reaction to seeing him in human form for the first time.
relationship: Rise Leo, Raph, Mikey, Donnie x GN reader (separate) 
warnings: simping ✊😔, innuendos? sort of? nothing spicy or anything but idk it’s a different tone than my usual stuff XD, i guess it still counts as fluffy ending tho
word count: 1.9k
A/N: ty for the kind words anon! i have to say i went kinda hard on the simp reader here but can you blame me? this ended up being 100% self-indulgent lmao check the human designs i used for this one under the cut and you’ll understand 🫡 still, i hope it’s to your liking ;;w;;
(english is not my first language. constructive criticism and grammar corrections are very appreciated!)
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for this one i wanted to give you guys a visual lol for the human!turtles: i’ll be using these designs by @redbeanp13 (source), who was kind enough to let me use them :D the drawing below is by @soldrawss (source) whose art you should really check out because it’s top tier 😤👌
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with that settled, let's get to it~
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The turtle made his way to your apartment, moving swiftly between the buildings, unable to hold in his excitement. He had borrowed a cloaking broach from Sunita, and he wanted you to be there when he transformed for the first time. After all, he hoped you’d like how he looked. 
When he got to your place and explained the situation, you suddenly got nervous. You had never even thought about him as a human, and while you were certainly curious, you also felt strangely uneasy. What if he was shocked about how he looked? What if he was disappointed because it wasn’t like he expected? On the other hand… What if he looked even better? What were you supposed to do with that knowledge after he turned back to his turtle self?
You shook your head to rid yourself of those thoughts, focusing instead on the almost child-like glee your boyfriend had, waiting for you to join him in front of your full-length mirror.
Giving him a nod, he was just about to place the broach on his strap when you spoke, suddenly remembering a very important aspect of the transformation.
“Wait!” you stopped him, holding up your hands, and he looked at you slightly irritated but waited for you to continue, as he saw how flushed your face looked all of a sudden. “How does the whole clothes aspect work? Will you have those or will you transform, like… naked?”
“Why, would you like to see that?” he teased you.
You didn’t nod nor shake your head, instead only bringing up your hands to cover your face.
“I’m just kidding” he laughed and placed a hand on your shoulder reassuringly, giving it a bit of a squeeze. “The broach gives you the clothes you imagine, so no worries.”
“Right…” you replied sheepishly, uncovering your face. “Let’s see it then.”
And with that the turtle placed the broach on the strap around his torso, and got engulfed in a greenish smoke.
🔵 Leo
When he emerged, he was smug about it.
You blinked a couple of times, trying to process what you saw.
There were a lot of feelings happening. 
Meanwhile he quite literally checked himself out in the mirror.
He had no shame about it. 
You ran your hands through his hair, and the new sensation startled him, but he didn't pull back.
It felt kinda nice actually.
You traced over his face; his stripes had translated into scars and birthmarks of sorts.
As you were admiring his facial features, Leo suddenly pulled you closer by the waist, leaning in, and stopped just before your lips touched, quietly asking if he could kiss you. You replied by closing the distance.
The kiss felt different and yet the same, as it still was Leo in front of you. Again, your hands came up to run through his hair, lightly tugging at the base of the neck, which made him softly groan into the kiss. At the unexpected sound you pulled back and looked at him with big eyes and heated cheeks.
“I could get used to that” he said with his signature grin, and quickly pecked your nose. 
“So, you like it?” Leo asked, placing his arm over your shoulder and pulling you into his side, so you stood next to each other, facing the mirror.
“I mean… yes? You do still look very handsome” you replied, and trailed off, biting your bottom lip, as if hesitating to continue. He gave you a soft smile through the mirror.
“But?”
“I don’t know, it’s like there’s something missing? Your half-moon markings that bring out your eyes, the stripes that seem to glow in the light, your whole ninja-ness. This feels like more of a costume than anything else… I like you in green; it feels realer.”
His gaze suddenly softened, looking vulnerable for a split second. That was not the reply he was expecting, but maybe deep inside the one he was hoping for. 
“I do like the hair though” you said to go back to your banter. “And it looks like you finally can get a good posture without the shell.”
“Hey!” Leo gasped in mock offence, and you stuck out your tongue at him. “Turtle or not, I can still totally kick your butt!”
You had no time for a clever remark, as he was already playfully tackling you to the ground, with you squealing and trying to get out of his grasp to evade his relentless tickling.
🔴 Raph
He was still tall, almost as tall as his turtle form. 
Just not as big.
Which was kinda weird to see.
As if there was a part of him missing in the space before you.
You hugged him and could almost reach around his back, which was impossible in his turtle form.
Also he was warm for once, which was nice.
As you were hugging him, his arms also wrapped around your form.
That’s when you noticed.
He was so soft.
“So, what do you think?” he asked at your reflection in the mirror.
You pulled back from the hug and just stared at his chest for a second. His chest was usually rather hard because of the plaster, even though it was quite flexible for him to move in. Still, you couldn’t help but wonder.
Without saying anything you gingerly placed your hands on his chest, making him slightly flinch, a violent blush spreading on his face and neck.
“This is gonna sound so weird” you said, unable to look him in the eye. “But can I… feel you?”
“Ah- Uhm- Sure.” Raph went a little stiff, unsure of what you were about to do.
Your hands traced his chest, which was still rather firm; you assumed his muscles still were present in this form. Then your fingers slowly wandered down to his tummy, which was softer, and to the sides, where you softly pinched his hip, making him squeak in surprise. You took a deep breath to recover from the sheer adorableness of his reaction, and made a mental note of doing it again in the future if you had the chance.
“So… You like it?” he asked after you seemed satisfied with your exploring.
“To be honest? Yes and no” you replied, going back to hugging him and talking to his reflection with your cheek smushed against his chest. 
“I like that I can hug you like this and almost reach around you without the spikes. I like how warm and soft you feel” you explained and he smiled. “But I also really like green and spiky Raph, who is so very gentle with me and makes me feel safe.”
Raph’s arms tightened around you, giving you a kiss on the top of your head.
“Maybe we can borrow the broach in winter for cuddles?” he suggested, slightly swaying you from side to side. Now that was a compromise you could get behind. 
🟠 Mikey
The only way to describe how he looked was adorable.
Since he was more petite and lighter, you figured you could give him a piggyback ride for once.
You also loved that he went with a colourful outfit and lots of accessories.
It suited him very well.
And you couldn’t get over his freckles, they were too cute!
For a while, you both just stood there curiously looking at all the details in the mirror. 
Then Mikey took your hand in his.
“Whoa, so this is what it’s like to have 5 fingers!” he exclaimed, intertwining your fingers with his. You had to admit, it felt pretty nice. 
While he admired his digits alongside yours, with your other hand you ruffled his hair, to which he snorted.
“That feels so weird” he laughed.
“But I bet I know what will feel nice!” you said, letting go of his hand and bringing both of yours up to softly massage his scalp. 
“Oh, oh wow” Mikey basically melted away as you worked your fingers through his hair from the top of his head to the back of his neck, being careful not to get tangled in his locks. He just stood there in pure bliss, with his eyes closed. So when you were done, you couldn’t help yourself from giving him a quick peck on his lips.
He blinked a couple of times, coming out of his stupor.
“You think you could do that even when I don’t have hair?” he asked. You told him to remind you of doing so whenever he wanted. He thanked you and went in for a hug; that's when you realised there was one more thing you could do with his non-turtle self.
Without much of a warning, you bent down ever so slightly to reach under his thighs, and lifted him up with a ‘whoop!’. Mikey held onto your shoulders and instinctively wrapped his legs around your torso. You gave him a smug smile.
“This is new” Mikey commented, an ever so light blush adorning his cheeks, and you tightened your hold on him so he wouldn’t fall. 
“Is it nice?” you asked. If Mikey nuzzling his face into your neck was anything to go by, you’d guess that it was. 
You both knew he loved being held, especially by his brothers, so now that you could do it, he’d never want to let go. 
🟣 Donnie
The only way to describe your internal reaction: that anime gif 
You blushed heavily when you saw his human form.
He was too handsome for the world to see.
“It’s too much power, he’s too dangerous” you thought.
You tried to keep your cool, you really did.
He had somehow managed to bring out his bad boy persona perfectly, without losing the nerd touch. 
Seeing your reaction, he gave you a knowing grin through the mirror, resting his arm on your shoulder.
“So, what do we think?” he asked with a mock nonchalant tone. “I’d love to hear your current thought process in depth.”
“Shut up” you muttered under your breath, shoving his arm off so you could face him. You looked at him for a second, then reached up to cup his face in your hands. Now it was his turn to blush, and you gave him a smirk of your own as you realised something. You didn’t wanna ruin the moment, but you just couldn’t help yourself.
“Look at you, a real boy with real eyebrows!” you cood. Donnie scoffed.
“Don’t ‘Pinocchio’ me” he retorted, but leaned into your touch. It was a somewhat unfamiliar sensation for him too, his skin being different and all.
“May I…?” you asked, gingerly stroking his cheekbone with your thumb, silently asking for permission to further touch around his face, knowing that he wasn’t a fan of that. Deciding to make today the exception, he gave you a short nod.
“How do you feel?” you asked, this time for real, as you further inspected his face and all the features he didn’t have as a turtle: nose, ears, lips, the little freckles speckled around his cheeks. 
“To be honest? Kinda like a wet noodle” he replied, earning a chuckle from you. “I feel way too exposed. Too much soft flesh… everywhere. On the outside. I don’t know how you can walk outside like this every day.” You just gave him a sympathetic smile and hummed. 
Once you were done with your inspection, you withdrew from Donnie, giving him one last once-over.
“Well, that was a fun experiment” you concluded. “But I feel like your human form lacks a certain… mad scientist factor, if you will.”
Donnie agreed and took off the broach, albeit correcting you with a “not mad, just science”. 
~~~~~
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moxfirefly · 2 years
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Greetings and salutations, I come bearing a part one to (I’m not sure how long) of a Fic trade I’m doing with the one and only @ray-jaykub
This honestly happened without much planning and we wanted to gift each other a oneshot of our choosing. In the midst of it we also decided to try a part 2 of the trade in which we choose the same ship and give it a world (which will be a bayverse take on Capritello!)
Ray was one of the first people I followed on here during my comeback to writing and I’m so happy ours has developed into a beautiful friendship 🥺so here’s to you bestie!
“My need to possess you
Has consumed my soul”
Rated Explicit (18+ only)
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Possessiveness was technically a synonym of jealousy, at least that’s what Leo noticed whenever the word showed up in his brain.
Much worse when it nested in his heart.
There was no reason to feel this. He couldn’t necessarily blame spring or his own thoughts on the matter. Couldn’t blame you entirely, no matter how many laps you’d ran in his brain. Nobody told him how pesky these feelings coursing through him could be.
But could he be blamed?
Could he be blamed when he grabbed you?
Caged you against the wall with his strong arms?
Could he be truly at fault when he nosed your neck, smelled the scent that so often never became unstuck from his clothes?
Leo could breathe you in for hours. Get every little bit of you stuck in his lungs.
So of course he can’t place blame when your hands come to rest against his plastron and the act itself has him shivering.
“Will you ever know?” Leo asks quietly, lips against the shell of your ear.
“Will you ever know just how truly mine you are?” You feel the ghost of a smile travel to your pulse and stay there. Feel the way his large hands grab your waist, the way those muscles wrap around you and lift you.
Beneath him is second nature to you at this point. It’s home to you, to feel the weight of him press against you, secure you, own you.
Possessive wasn’t perhaps the most welcoming of terms but you can’t deny that right here, right now with his mouth wrapping around your nipple, its true. Leo’s lips are soft and welcoming, they suck and twirl the sensitive nub and release with a wet pop that has you clenching your thighs around him. A large hand finds your neck, thumb caressing the soft flesh before it slithers upwards and into your hair. His nails connect with your scalp and the shudders alone have him grinning against your breast.
You chance a look down below and meet those blue eyes that have been glued to your every reaction since the moment he met you. Leo’s calculating after all, cunning if you will with how well he can decipher every little spasm or moan or shiver. He’s aware how to work you over, your body’s basically trained to his touch and that very thought makes him drive his hard cock against your crotch. Somewhere between a languid kiss and another gentle tug of your hair, he’s slid the rest of your clothes off to join his pile.
He feels his chest swell with another ounce of possessiveness over how perfect you look right now. The very idea of somebody else enjoying you like this, the very image of someone else working you up into a trembling frenzy forces him to reiterate his previous statement with more fervor.
“You’re mine, God, you’re all mine” He nearly slurs, drunk off of your scent and the warmth of your body.
Leo drives his hips against you, groans when he feels how wet and welcoming you are just because of him. Every ounce of self control has left the room, it left his body the second his lips found yours.
Reluctantly he detaches himself from you but only with the purpose of guiding his cock into you. That initial breach never stops catching him off guard, it never stops making his eyes roll in pleasure as he pushes inch by inch into you. From nothing to cocooned, nestled in your heat that he swears is perfectly made for him. He groans, eyes shutting briefly from the sensations of how you tremble around him.
Leo’s needy, he wont ever admit to it out loud but its palpable. It’s in the way that his mouth has to attach itself to yours again in a hard kiss. You’re overwhelmed in the most delicious of ways, with his hips slowly moving just like his mouth does. Both sensations purposeful, demanding. You kiss him back to the best of your abilities, trying to find your rhythm in the chaos of emotions that run through you. You feel stretched, you feel suffocated, you feel so very loved.
His mouth is still on yours, kissing with just a little more intensity, molding his lips to yours just as his thrusts pick up pace. You feel him up, from the sides of his plastron to the hard rippling muscles of his shoulders. He’s wonderful to touch, to feel the distinct features of his skin against your own, to experience every little jolt of pleasure you bring him. Such simple little vices he can never ignore, because he is so truly obsessed with you.
Leo’s mouth moves from yours to your neck with a particularly hard thrust. He bottoms out inside of you with a bite to your neck that makes your breath hitch. It’s dizzying, twists the inside of your heart with it all. When you move your head to allow him more space to mark, you catch the low churr that breaks goosebumps across your flesh.
His teeth sink a little harder, until the soft unblemished flesh has a pink hue that soon will give way to green and blue. Leo takes a second to lean back and admire his handiwork, admire that you’re already moving against his every thrust with every intention of getting off. God, he’s obsessed with the image, with your desperate need.
He has to smirk at your desperation, look upon your sweaty flesh as you lean back and raise your hips enough to drown him. He’s enamored with your spasms, the tightness he feels when you clench and beg for him to fucking move, to please fucking move.
“Tell me then,” And you know what he’s wanting.
“I’m yours, just-fuck!” Is all you manage when he props himself up by his forearms and honest to goodness just simply fucks you. His teeth find your collarbones and soon enough another bruise will blossom to remind you of him.
There’s a frenetic energy that overtakes him when you return the favor, when your own teeth find his shoulder. While you don’t possess the ability to break his skin, the intent alone has him thrusting harder, faster. “You feel…so god damn good” He mumbles against the corner of your mouth, and it’s so punch drunk of him to sound like that. He can’t help it, has to lift your legs a little more, make that tension build to its crescendo. There’s an ache burning on the backs of your thighs, both from the position and how hard Leo is holding them.
He catches your stare, sees how your eyes beg for him to keep going to please keep going.
His mouth finds your calf, teeth biting down on the sensitive flesh when his hips just begin to piston. The bed protests but it’s not important enough right now, you’re barely able to speak let alone worry about the bed meeting it’s end at the hands of Leo fucking you into it.
Leo’s lost inside of you, but his lips move from your calf to mouth ‘I love you’ with just that hint of boyish charm that made you fall for him. You try to say it back but your body decides it’s time to revert back to factory settings. You feel just how tight you get around him, enough to make him moan and fall forwards. The pressure of his body, the unrelenting force of his thrusts.
You feel hot and sweaty and suffocated.
But above all things so utterly in love.
“That’s it, that’s it!” He moans against your neck, the all too familiar stutter of his hips alerting you to his own orgasm. You chant his name, all assortment of cuss words when that warmth fills you up. Exaltation, Leo fills pure exaltation when he fucks his release deep into you, marking you and securing that something of his remains within you.
He’s panting against your neck, the hard plates of his plastron moving against your own soft chest.
Leo nuzzles you, snout greedily inhaling you. You’re both tired, but never tired enough for the lazy kiss he begin to give you. You’re on autopilot, following his lead but too content to care if your kisses are sloppy.
He feels warm against you.
He feels so utterly perfect inside of you.
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Eyes Wide Open
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Leo + fem!reader & Raph x fem!reader
Warnings: mutual pinning, mentions of marriage, fluff, aged up, no tcest!!!
A/N: Leo looks up to Raph, so I think this makes sense... :)
Leo │ Donnie │ Mikey
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Chilling with Leo was always a fun time. He was hilarious and just a joy to be around. You 2 had been skateboarding, practicing your skills and whatnot, laughing every time one of you failed a move.
"I wish you were my sister." Leo confesses as you 2 sit on the edge of the ramp.
"Of course I'm your sister." You lean against the blue turtle.
"Not really... I mean..." Leo sighs. "I want you to actually be my sister like April is. We've had time to build that relationship, 14 years. We haven't really gotten that with you. But..."
"But?" You press.
"If you married Raph, you could be my sister." Leo grins. He knew, of course he did. You told him. He was your best friend, other than Raph anyways.
"W-What!?" You choke on your drink. "I can't marry Raph!"
"Oh come on!" Leo cackles, standing up. "You 2 are all over each other, all the time."
"We are not!" You scoff, standing up as well. "He doesn't even like me like that..."
"Oh?" Leo smirks. "Are you sure?"
Of course, he didn't let you answer, not that you had an answer anyways. Because you weren't sure. You had no idea if Raphael shared the same feelings you did.
"I guess there's one way to find out..." You mumble to yourself. You flew down the ramp and ran to Raph's room. "Hey, Raph?"
"It's open." Raph calls. You walk into his room, he's laying down reading. "Hi. I thought you were hanging out with Leo today?"
"Oh he ditched me, per usual." You joke. Raph scoots over and you sit next to him. "Actually... I had a question."
"Shoot." He smiles, closing the book.
"Do you like me?"
"Of course I like you. You're my best friend."
"Raph... Please don't make me say it like we're 8 years old."
"I don't know what you mean."
You situate yourself to be sitting in front of him, facing him. You wring your hands, nervous. The worst that could happen is he rejects you. Raphael is the sweetest person... uh... mutant you've ever met, he'd never ridicule you.
You took a deep breath.
"Raph, I have feelings for you." You tried not to think about what was coming out of your mouth. If you did, you'd never get through it. "More than a friend feelings."
"Like... Best friend feelings?" He asks.
"More than best friend feelings." You laugh. He really was clueless. "I want to be more than best friends."
"R-Really?" He stumbles, leaning forward. You nod. "Now I feel bad... I was trying to find a way to tell you the same thing."
"Really?" You laugh. The nervousness melted off. Raphael reached out to you, hesitantly. Once his hand touched your face, you leaned into it. Raph leaned forward and kissed you, gently.
"Yes!" You hear Leo cheer outside Raph's bedroom.
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