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thormanick · 2 months
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Was going to bed, got possessed for an hour and a half
Bon appétit!
Happy Birthday to Alhaitham, living rent-free in my mind
May your new books be plentiful and may your roommate be always by your side
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twstgabrielle · 2 years
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If Leo was being completely honest with himself right now, he'd have to admit that meeting an alternate version of himself was a little bit unsettling. Especially when said meeting involved a set of twin katanas being pointed straight at his shell and a nearly merciless glare boring straight into his soul, daring him to try anything funny. The teen didn't dare try to move, knowing that on some level that this alternate Leo would most definitely follow up on his silent threat. Leo held up his hands in an attempt to show his counterpart that be meant no harm. The red eared slider could practically feel his brothers eyes boring into his back, especially Raph's who seemed to be struggling with himself to not come to his little brother's aid. It was honestly impressive how his big brother was holding himself back, given how protective Raph was and how if the snapping turtle so much as even caught a glimpse of one of them being threatened he wouldn't hesitate to intervene.
Leo stiffened when he felt the sharp point of the sword poking at him, making him return his attention back towards the other him. The other him looked older than him, with sharp dark blue eyes that held him in place. His counterpart was covered in light scars and nicks, showing off just how many fights he'd been in and survived throughout his life. His mask a darker blue than his was somewhat worn from the years of usage and soldiering on through all the years of battles. But that wasn't what made Leo hesitant on possibly engaging with this other turtle in a fight. No it was the aura that surrounded him. The other turtle seemed to radiate an air of authority, a confidence that seemed to follow him and his movements. This other Leo's entire being was a powerful presence, seemingly demanding respect and caution when facing him in a battle setting.
An aura that he carried with a self reassurance in himself and his abilities, a calm in a raging storm. This Leo was a hurricane that if given a reason to be invoked could cause a great deal of damage to those unlucky enough to be his enemy. And Leo was so not in the mood to get into a fight that could possibly end up with someone getting severely hurt or worse. Flickering his eyes towards his counterpart Leo took a small breath and spoke.
"I know that this is unnerving, having four people just randomly drop in on your home, but I can promise you that we mean no harm."
The turtle said keeping his tone even and keep his possible sarcastic nature out of it. The last thing he and his brothers needed at the moment was for him to get unintentionally snarky with the other him. The older turtle stared at him, his gaze unwavering as he listened to him. His expression was unreadable, and he didn't move his swords away from Leo for a few moments making the younger teen believe that he wasn't going to react to his attempt at peace. But then to his surprise his alternate removed his swords, straightening himself from his attack position to a much more relaxed but alert one. The sighs of relief that came from behind him made Leo relax himself now knowing that he wasn't possibly going to get a sword in his neck.
"How did you get here? And why are you here?"
A voice, rough and somewhat harsh sounding came from the other Leo, making the other turtle snap his attention back to him. Leo was a bit thrown off by his counterpart's voice, and he could hear a sharp intake of breath from his twin Donnie behind him and the stunned silence from Raph and Mikey. His other self didn't seem to notice their reactions, instead patiently and tersely waiting for an answer.
"Uh well funny story, we have no idea how we got here nor why we're here. One minute we were kicking butt like the awesome ninjas we were and the next thing we knew, poof! We're suddenly here and well you know the rest."
Leo said his tone a little lighter as he explained what happened and got over his shock. His older self looked at him with narrowed eyes however the once merciless look that once resided in them was gone and now replaced with a cautious trust, before he let out a small sigh. With a practiced ease the other Leo placed his katanas back into their sheaths on his back, any traces of tension evaporating between him and Leo. To the younger turtle's surprise his counterpart gave him a somewhat apologetic look before bowing slightly.
"Forgive me for the earlier hostility I displayed to you and your brothers."
The older turtle said, his tone once again sounding harsh yet despite it, Leo knew that he was being sincere after catching a small undertone of apology in his rough voice.
"Nah man you don't have to apologize, you weren't in the wrong you were only doing what anyone would do if random people just showed up. I mean I'd be on edge too if I saw that too."
Leo said offering a smile to his counterpart. The older turtle hesitantly nodded before straightening himself up from his bowing position. He was about to say something to Leo when a sudden commotion sounded out through the lair making his alternate self stiffen up and become alert.
"Will you knock that off-!?"
A voice loud and growling with irritation sounded out in the lair.
"Come on bro, just one slice-! Leo doesn't have to know please I'm begging ya dude-!!"
Another voice called out, slightly pleading as he obviously pestered the first voice.
"You two really are ridiculous, fighting over pizza it's no wonder Leo sent us all out of the lair. I would too if it meant just a moment of silence."
Another third voice called out, this one a little bit more exhausted sounding, with a touch of snark to it. Leo's eyes went wide and he turned to his own brothers meeting their gazes.
"If that's who we think that is then this could end very badly."
Raph said his voice soft as he spoke to Leo. The snapping turtle was obviously a little riled up still from the near fight that had almost broken out between his little brother and his other self. Not that Leo could blame him after all just meeting himself but in a different universe didn't go in the sunshine and rainbows area, and he couldn't imagine how his brothers counterparts might react.
"Maybe it might go better than the one just now? I mean we won't know unless we face it."
Mikey piped up trying to be optimistic. Donnie let out a small scoff not really agreeing with his younger brother's optimism.
"I highly doubt it Miguel, if Nardo number two reacted somewhat threateningly to Leon here then his brothers will probably have a similar response."
The soft shell said tone blunt making the box turtle somewhat deflat at his older brother's reply.
"Don that's enough, we don't know that for sure and mashing other Leo's brothers with him like they're all the same person is rude."
Raph said somewhat scolding as his role of big brother kicked in at Donnie's slightly blunt and rudish answer. Donnie just gave the snapping turtle a look already getting ready to argue his case and Leo was about to intervene when his attention was thrown back towards the opening of the lair where the three voices were now officially closer than before.
"That's so not fair dude-!!"
The one voice that was pleading and now somewhat childish now attached to a person had started to say only to stop dead when he caught sight of Leo and his brothers. The turtle which now Leo saw was shorter than his counterpart and had light freckles on his cheeks. Big baby blues stared at him in shock, popping out even more due to the contrast of his orange mask that covered his face. The smaller turtle which Leo realized was this world's Mikey due to his bandanna, stared at him and his brothers before quickly landing on his Leo searching him over for any possible injuries. He was about to ask him what was going on when two pairs of footsteps entering behind him echoed in the lair.
"Mikey?! What's wrong, ya went quiet on us! Is Leo okay-?"
Another turtle this one a little more muscular and taller entered behind the other Mikey, bright green eyes scanning around in a slightly uneasy manner in response to his little brother's sudden silence only to stop on Leo and his brothers. This newer turtle seeing the alternate turtles immediately stiffened, his eyes narrowing in a guarded way behind his worn red mask. Leo quickly connected that this was this universe's Raph and it dumbfounded him because of how short he was and how much anger seemed to suddenly come off of him. It was quite clear that this Raph was not pleased with seeing them in his home and had went into a defensive position of sorts, zoning his bright toxic green eyed stare onto them. Leo couldn't help but feel a shiver at the look.
'It must run in the family, those hard and somewhat threatening glares.'
The red eared slider couldn't help but think as he recalled how not too long ago he was met with a similar look from his other self.
"Raph? Mikey? Leo? For God sakes would it kill anyone to answer me and tell me if everything is alright-"
The last turtle finally came in the lair, towering over the other two as he made his way into his home. It was obvious he was annoyed and concerned by the lack of response from his brothers if his narrowed reddish brown eyes and frown had any telltale sign of it. But once he realized what was going on after catching sight of the other turtles he froze in the middle of his rant, instead going wide eyed in shock. This turtle was also slightly muscular much like his brothers but also lanky, and he was taller than the others. His mouth was opened in a somewhat stunned way, revealing a small gap in between his teeth. His eyes were surrounded by a purple mask, making his stunned expression even more noticeable. This turtle being the last one left was clearly this world's Donnie.
A silence, tense and thick seemed to fill the lair between the two different groups of turtles. The three teenagers who were at the lair entranceway were zoned in on the other ones, seemingly trying to process what exactly was going on. Leo felt Raph shimmy behind him, the large snapping turtle tense at what was happening. The silence was deafening, and it was ongoing to the point where Leo was getting twitchy by it. However thankfully whether it be by divine intervention or luck Mikey seemed to recover the quickest the box turtle seemingly buzzing with excitement.
"Oh me gosh-! You're me!"
The chipper youngest said a smile on his face revealing his own gapped teeth as he stared at his counterpart in an enthusiastic way. The other Mikey turned his attention to him and seemed to catch the vibe that Mikey was giving off as he too joined in on the enthusiasm of seeing another him.
"Holy-! And you're me too, bro this is so awesome!!"
The older Mikey chimed happily as the two babies of the families broke the tense silence that had been building up between them. Leo once again let out a relieved sigh at another possible fight breaking out. As the two Mikeys chirped happily to one another the other Raph and Donnie made their way further into their home watching their own counterparts with a curious yet cautious gaze. Leo quickly noted how the other Raph made his way to the other Leo's side, quietly speaking to him and indiscreetly looking him over before seeming satisfied with what he saw. His counterpart just rolled his eyes good naturedly, unbothered by the small checkup from the red clad brother. The other Donnie seemed to do the same thing however he kept his distance as he kept a close eye on the strange turtles in their home currently. Leo couldn't help but feel a bit curious about this behavior. Especially since he realized that all three turtles essentially did the same thing as soon as they'd entered the lair.
'Wonder why they do that. It's obvious that other me isn't like hurt or dying. Gotta be some kind of story for that.'
The red eared slider thought making a mental note to watch these brothers and their interactions with one another to hopefully get some answers about this strange behavior.
"So are you gonna explain why you're currently in our lair? Or do I have to force you to?"
The other Raph said causing the conversations that were going to quiet down as he zoned his gaze onto Leo and Raph who at this point much like his counterpart had moved closer to Leo to offer him help should his little brother need it. Leo couldn't help but feel grateful to the snapping turtle, feeling himself relax a bit knowing that if things went pear shaped that he'd have his big brother backing him up.
"It's a long story, but I would be happy to explain it if you're willing to listen and not glare holes into my head. After all I'd like to keep it on and not have it burst into flames."
Leo said his snark coming up despite it probably not being wise. If looks could kill Leo knew that at that moment he'd be dead where he stood with how much the other Raph's stare burned holes into him. The shorter turtle looked like he was about to clap back when the other Donnie stepped in.
"Don't mind him it's just how he is sometimes. Now can you start from the beginning?"
The taller turtle asked. Leo took a deep breath, mentally preparing himself for his explanation once again.
'This is not going to be a fun time is it?'
*I've officially given into my mad and unhinged mindset and god I'm loving every single second of it. To be honest I didn't plan on writing something like this, but given how much I've been getting back into Tmnt and how much I've grown to adore Rottmnt I just couldn't help myself. I personally love the idea of a crossover especially between the 2012 and Rise cast of turtles. They're both so different in so many ways and it's such an interesting concept to think about how these two versions of Tmnt could work between each other. I apologize in advance for the possibility of confusion in the narrative I tried my best to make sure that it wasn't too confusing. The POV is in Rise Leo's. Anyways if any y'all read this I hope you enjoyed it!!!*
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mossyflowers · 2 years
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Don't blame me for this, this is my friend's fault. I'm just the messenger and it sounded funny
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certifiedunicornhater · 9 months
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keeping my promise of drawing flor in a skirt, specifically happy ending au flor !! i don’t really like how this came out but i’m posting it anyways
also this is a man he uses he/him im begging you to not call him a woman please please please
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humming-fly · 2 months
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I only just now realized what a shame it is we never got to see Al and Greedling really interacting
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alexassanart · 2 months
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favourite scenes from pacific rim 3 💙
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hmmbo · 4 months
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profane form.
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erenthology · 6 months
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Rugby boyfriend!Eren x fem!reader
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collage au, possessive but in an infatuated boyfriend type of way. Size differences are mentioned. No matter your size, Eren is bigger than you. (Note: going to be more active now that Aot is ending. Feel free to send requests ♡)
I don’t mind if you’re ignoring me, cuz I’m ignoring you. “ he watches you bounce around the room in your thin, white nightdress. 
You continue looking for your phone, ignoring him. There’s no way you haven’t searched every inch of his dorm room by now, so you finally look at him. He’s laying on the bed shirtless, hands behind his neck, looking at you innocently. That f’ckin bastard.
“Do you have my phone, Eren?”
He flashes his teeth, “ugh, baby, you have no idea how nice it is to hear your voice again. C’mere.” he pats his lap.
You sternly put your hand on top of your hip, arching it to the side, giving Eren the perfect view. “Do you have it or not?” He doesn’t even try to hide his smirk.
”Do I? I'm not sure. You should come over and look,” stretching his arms out in an inviting pose.
Earlier, Eren’s roommate, Floch, made a joke about how he can hear when you and Eren are having sex. When you told Eren, he rushed out of the room and ordered Floch to apologize. Completely scolding him like a dad. You felt embarrassed since you didn’t want his friends to think you can’t take a joke.
You know he’s just going to grab and pull you towards him, so instead, you start walking towards the door. Eren tenses immediately and rushes towards you,
‘’Hey, hey” he grabs your hand. ”where do you think you’re going?’’ he questions with furrowed eyebrows.
‘’To ask if the guys have they’ve seen it?’’ 
His eyes flash red for a second. To have his friends see the outline of your nipples through that thin fabric of your so called pajamas? He looks you up and down, nope, not happening. You should be wearing his t-shirts to bed anyway.
 ‘’Not like that, you’re not,’’ he gives you an ‘’end of discussion’’ look, but you huff and turn anyway. Not that you get far at all, he has you slung over his shoulders before you’ve even fully turned.
The con of having a rugby player as a boyfriend is that he throws you around a lot without so much as breaking a sweat. When you’re mad at him, he has this irritating habit of lifting you off the ground and cuddling you until you’ve cooled down. Claiming it “breaks his heart watching you walk away angry.”
He walks towards the bed, ignoring your fists punching at his back. “You’re such a brat sometimes.” He doesn't mind at all though, Eren has the patience of a saint when it comes to his girl, he enjoys being the one to set you straight.
He carefully lies you down on his bed, positions himself on top and grins, ‘’gotcha,’’ then smacks a kiss on your cheek. ‘’You’re annoying.” you pinch his ear in retaliation.
“Ow, hey, you know you’re stronger than you look.” he scratches his reddened ear. ‘’I'm being deadass, baby, you could go pro in armwrestling or some shit.’’ You burst out laughing over how dramatic he’s being and his eyes lit up from the sound. Your smile always captivates him.
Feeling yourself being stared at, you grin cheekily, unable to hide your smile “weirdo, stop staring,’’ brushing your fingers against his stubble. His eyes follow the movement of your hand and begin tracing the shape of your figure when all of a sudden he starts attacking you in tickles.
You’re both advancing on each other playfully, laughing hysterically. In an attempt to roll out of his reach, Eren quickly reacts by by grabbing your hands and pins them above your head. The laughter is quickly replaced with heavy pants as you stare at him naively, your chest rising up and down.
Snapping out of his thoughts, he lets go of his grip and rests his head on your chest, “you know, it doesn’t matter if you’re mad. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable staying here.’’ he gently admits, then lifts his head,
‘’plus, I’m the only one who has a say about you in bed.” he wiggles his eyebrows.
“Gross,’’ you push his chest, apparently amusing him by the look on his face. ‘‘but it’s fine, really. I just wanted to ignore the situation, but I guess he should learn that not everything needs to be said.’’ At this, he grins and takes ahold of your chin,
‘’that’s a good girl.’’
You ignore the heat rising in your face and smack his hand away when you suddenly remember, ‘’speaking off, where is my phone? You know I need to do my nightly routine check.’’
He knows. It’s the reason he slipped it under his pillow the moment you started throwing a fit. It’s nice having the most predictable girl on the planet. ‘’You can do it later, let a man enjoy his girl for a moment. You can be mad at me after.’’
‘’I'm not mad at you’’ you look genuinely offended, causing him to snicker. “Besides, I kinda liked the whole sexy, scolding dad thing you had going on. It was kinda turning me on,” you admit, looking straight into his eyes.
His hands on your hips stiffen instantly and his whole demeanor changes. “Don’t even joke, [name] I will put a baby in you right this second,” large hands grab your ass and starts grinding your body against his.  
You attempt to leave but he drags you right back, looking at you confused. Looking down, you purr, “I really need to do my routine check,” sticking out your lower lip for extra effect.
You love to rile him up and have him mock you for being greedy and bratty. His face gets closer to yours with his eyebrows all furrowed.
“Did you just pout at me?”
“Nuh uh,” you lie and tease your hand against his belt, Eren’s eyes follow your movements then trace back up to your face, where you’re innocently meeting his eyes.
He grabs a fistful of your hair and looks down at your hand playing against his bulge. ‘’You wanna get fucked?’’ he spits with disgust, or admiration. It’s hard to tell with him.
“Know you enjoy keeping me on edge, acting all innocent when we both know,” He tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, eyes lingering just a second too long on your lips. Thoughts on ways to tame you running wild in his head.
‘’Telling me it turned you on when I was commanding,’’ he shakes his head as if disappointed.‘’It's good I’m here to keep you in line. A girl like you needs that.’’
You feel the imprint of him on your stomach as his hips press you down on the bed, leaving you no space to leave. You try your best to keep your voice steady. “Just wanna make you happy,’ you breathe out. He almost laughs. 
“You know what would make me happy?‘’ Eren stands and lifts you up with him.
‘’you with my cock in your mouth.” You almost go limp in his arms from how lewd he's being. 
Giving you an expectant look, he nudges your nose with his, “are you waiting for something? get to work.” he guides you down on your knees towards his crotch. The carnal look in his eyes makes you fumble a bit with his belt, but Eren is patient. Sometimes you suspect he enjoys seeing you nervous to perform for him.
Pressing a kiss on the tip, he returns his gratitude by patting your hair in a domineering act, “make me proud.’’ he smiles, in which you relish. Keeping eye contact, you swirl your tongue around his shaft before hollowing your cheeks and start working your way down. You can’t help but gag at his size, no matter how often you blow him. 
It’s been quiet for some time now and you’re growing impatient with the lack of praise. You decide to look up at him through the tears in your eyes and catch him smiling down at you. The scene feels so filthy you can’t help but slyly drag your fingers over your panties to relieve some of the pressure, secretly humping your hips against your hand to the sound of his pants. 
He just nearly cums in your mouth when he notices what you’re up to. Shamelessly playing with yourself, mouth filled with cock, you look straight out of Eren’s nastiest fantasies, it was perfect.
He bends down and pulls your hand out from under your nightdress, “Not yet, need you to be a good girl for me.’’ Then he does the hottest thing all night, he leans down to give it a kiss. You love him. He makes you feel like a princess getting fucked by her knight.
Feeling enthusiastic again, you eagerly reach for him to continue where you left off, but are stopped yet again. Whining, you wait for him any sort of command, just to do something, anything! but he looks so unaffected it’s making you wail even louder.
 “stop whining, you don’t deserve to suck my dick.” Despite the warning, you almost do it again but stop yourself when you notice the glare you’re given. “But I really needa feel you, Eren. It hurts down there.” you were so wet it felt like you were about to explode from the lack of release. 
He's only a man after all, even he has his limits when you wail pathetically about how wet your pussy is. Now he needs to have a look. He pulls you up by your torso, ‘’does sucking me off make you wet?’’ You nod and visibly see his ego lit up.  
A thin sheen of sweat connects your bodies as he effortlessly carries you over to his bed. You take advantage of your flexibility and spread your legs as far apart as you can once he lays you down, earning a groan out of him.
He doesn't hesitate a moment further to push his face in there and peek under your dress. “such a pretty cunt, princess. no idea how often I jerk off thinking about it, about this,” kissing through your soaked panties. Your hips jerk upwards at his erotic words, desperate for friction.
“Eren, please”
He pushes your panties to the side but keeps them on. It’s like he’s so needy for you he can’t be bothered to take off either of your clothes properly, but patient enough to check out every inch of you as if seeing you like this for the first time.
Eren’s broad body consumes your smaller frame as you lie beneath him. You love this feeling, him shielding your body from anyone and anything but himself. 
 His ring covered fingers play softly with your bud, observing your reactions before lining himself against you, causing goosebumps to erupt all over your skin. The sight of Eren being almost abnormally endeavored by your pussy as he spits on his hand and pumps his cock, increases the heat pooling in your abdomen. 
You lie still, enjoying the sensation of him rubbing and tapping himself against you. His eyes are fixated entirely on your cunt and you enjoy every bit of the attention. Not to say you’re not curious about what goes on in his mind when he’s focused and quiet like this. Like your body is art and he is studying and memorizing every part of it.
Once satisfied, he pushes through the tight hindrance and sucks in a breathe, “oh, fuck.” and finally looks up at you. His heart stops a beat when he’s reminded of how beautiful you are. The urge to hide you away from anyone's eyes but his, hits him strong but he bites it back.
Time slows for a moment as you both take each other in through half lidded eyes, and for some reason, your vision has never been as clear. His fingers thread through yours as he leans in for a kiss. When he pulls away, your eyes are still closed. Eren grins and places one last kiss on your forehead before thrusting his way in. 
He’s fucking you with his hips, hard. Hands pressing down your pelvic, holding you still for him to ram into. The strap of your nightdress has slightly fallen down your shoulders, so he pushes the fabric that’s hiding you from him down further, and exposes your breasts. The moan he lets out from the sight is pure filth. 
‘’Touch yourself.’’ he demanded, pupils dilated. With glazed over eyes, you comply and start playing with yourself, twisting and grazing your nipples. The act drives him to lift your hips to reach deeper into you,’’really thought i’d let you walk out of my room looking like this.’’ he grows almost annoyed at the thought. 
Tenderly cupping his cheek, he almost flinches from how lovingly you’re looking at him, “You’re all I want, Eren.’’ and he almost melts. When you say things like that it makes him want to keep you to himself even more, resting his forehead against yours, he looks at you with almost a pained expression. ‘’that’s good, because i'm a selfish man.’’
 With your legs lifted around his waist and upper body sprawled on the bed, you’re essentially at his mercy as he connects your bodies in repeated thrusts. Again, again and again, the sound of him pushing into you echoes in the room. 
He fucks like a deprived man and speaks like a man in love. “Does it feel good, princess?’’ You nod with lovestruck eyes. ‘’Yeah? taking me so well. making me so proud.’’ The pressure feels too intense, about to snap.
He’s stretching you on his cock and looking straight into your eyes as he's doing it. Your body dissolves into pleasure as you writhe beneath him.
Your body starts squirming uncontrollably, causing him to grip your hips ever tighter, overpowering you in strength. You let out a loud sob and rake your nails on his back when your vision suddenly fades to black. He stares at you, astonished.
He raises an eyebrow, “did you just cum?” the thusting has stopped completely now but you felt his dick twitch inside you as he asked. “Tried to hold it in for you,” you stare back apologetically, eyes still sprinkled with lust. Best part is, he knows you didn’t. And you know it too. 
“Turn around,” he orders. You obey and slump towards the bed with your back against him, hiding your face in the pillows. “Don’t act all shy with me now, let’s see your face,” he leaves no room for discussion, so you slowly turn your head and face him. He looks so big staring down at you from your vulnerable position. “That’s a good, good girl.” 
Next thing you know, your cheeks are being spread and played with. Still high on ecstasy from the orgasm you just had, the energy to perform is nonexistent, so he does the job for you.
Huge hands angle your limp body upwards, then press down your back to create a beautiful arch, only for his eyes to admire. He sinks back inside and buries his cock in your warmth.
It’s hard maintaining eye contact with him when he’s like this, it feels so shameless, almost taboo, still, you can’t look away. He’s pounding into you, pulling your hips hard against him.
“This is what you’re making me do, looking at me like that. No one else will ever be able to see you like this,” he occupies his thumb by rubbing it over your clit. The contact is so delicate but rapid nonetheless.
You nod agreeably, barely able to register his words. “Are you close, Eren?’’
“Yeah,” his hands pressed down tightly on your lower abdomen, the scream you let out is almost inhumane. ‘’yes, yes.” you’re grinding back against him in heated motions, shockwaves of heat pumping through your body.
He snaps his pelvic against your ass and feels you sucking him right back in.  He thinks back to what you said before about him as a dad and his eyes roll back. The thought of you carrying his child inside you makes him come undone.
“Ugh, fuck.” He comes audibly high etc, covering you in his cum. You expect him to catch his breath but he smoothly regains his composure and pushes you on your back, his thumb finding its way right back to your clit, barely even getting started before leading you to your second orgasm.
You scream in pleasure as he cups your face, lips brushing against your ear. “That's it, princess, you did so well for daddy. made me so proud.” he praises as he pushes your hair out of your face. 
The lack of response makes him laugh, realizing he’d fucked you to sleep, litterally. chuckling, he grabs a warm cloth and cleans you up to his best effort.
You’re usually sleepy right after sex so this is a regular routine for you both. He smacks a kiss on the top of your head and covers you with his comforter then goes for a shower.
Once he’s done, he carries you up bridal style to the bathroom. “Wake up, sleepy.” he’s back to his sweet self. You grunt in response. “C’mon, you need to pee.’’ It’s true, so you comply and he leaves you to it. 
This is a conversation you’ve both had before, he feels no need to leave when you do your business but you’ve kicked him out enough times so he knows the drill by now. Eren changes the bedsheets while you clean up.
When finished, you walk back to the bed and he opens his arm for you to rest on, your phone lying beside him. You jump at the invitation and he hugs you towards him, ‘’what do you feel like eating?’’ he’s playing with your hair as you lie comfortably on his arm. 
“Not hungry.’’ you murmur.
Eren fights the urge to sigh. “Sorry, not up for debate.’’ He saves himself the trouble and orders for you both, knowing you’ll feel hungry once you see him eat.
When the food arrives, you end up wanting exactly what Eren ordered for himself.
‘’You’re a big baby.’’ he sulks and rolls his eyes, but feeds you nonetheless. You don’t miss the look on his face as you take a bite from his hand. One thing about Eren? he can and will fuck multiple times a day if you let him.
‘’down, boy. i’m not tryna have my guts rearranged after eating food.’’
He grins, ‘’I didn’t say anything’.’ knowing he’ll do exactly that when you’re done eating.
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laulo821 · 6 months
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do you think spirits dream of heaven
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keferon · 17 days
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……..so there’s that fic I was speedreading for the last two days haha...
Streetwise looked between all the occupants, getting a read on them. He quite liked his ability for gauging his first impressions of them – it was extremely entertaining figuring out who was all bark and who had the bite to back it up in an easy to read scale that ran from white, through to blue, green, and yellow, before flowing into oranges, reds, purples and black – although he’d only ever seen black once, and that was Optimus Prime. So. To be expected, honestly.
The engineers were pretty standard, the coloured halo around their helms shades of warm yellow and green. The head of Special Operations was purple – as expected. Streetwise looked to Prowl, expecting it to be blue, green at most.
Black.
It was black.
Now..I know all this sounds pretty dark, but trust me, this fic is cute and funny and I love it~
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guiiay · 1 year
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twstgabrielle · 2 years
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Reading Guideline: 2012 boys will be addressed by their full names unless their brothers are talking to them. Rise boys will be addressed by their shortened versions of their names. Also their will be spoilers from both shows the further we go in so heads up y'all.
Dinner was a tense affair, filled with cautious yet curious looks from both sides of the group of turtles. Raphael especially seemed to bore holes into the other group, his green eyes sharp and protective as the group of eight ate pizza. It wasn't unusual though if Leonardo was being honest, his younger brother always was suspicious of others making sure that they were within eyesight and glaring literal daggers at anyone who looked too long at them. Not that he could blame him, after everything that he and his brothers had been through within their lifetime and the near death experiences. If anything the intense glaring was quite tame compared to what Raphael was known for doing in situations of this nature, which mostly ended up with Raphael getting into fights rather than glares.
'Gotta count my blessings when I get them, not that I have any room to judge since I've technically done the same thing.....'
The blue clad leader thought feeling a wave of slight embarrassment and guilt as he recalled his own reaction to his counterpart not so long ago. Leonardo wasn't proud of the fact that he'd pointed his twin katanas at the younger blue turtle, with the full intention of taking him down if he so much as twitched. Then again when they'd first just popped into the lair the older turtle had been relaxing and on the verge of falling asleep when his sixth sense had suddenly gone haywire, blaring warning bells and screaming at him. He could still feel the prickling sensation that erupted on his skin as the air had changed, the aura of the lair that he'd known since childhood changing into something completely foreign to him for a brief moment. It was those little things that had made him instantly awake and moving on pure instinct alone, already on his feet and unleashing his blades fully ready to take the threat down......
Leonardo shivered silently thankful that his brain had enough reason to stop the attack before he could have caused some major and irreversible damage that he knew later that he'd severely regret once the adrenaline had worn off. The leader glanced at his counterpart and saw how young he was, his face still having some of the leftover baby fat from his youth. He had to be at least fifteen or sixteen years old if Leonardo had to take a guess, basically a child in a way.
'If I hadn't stopped myself in time.....'
Leonardo shook his head to banish the horrific train of thought, not wanting to imagine how their meeting could have ended had he not gotten ahold of himself at the right time. The older turtle forced himself out of his thoughts, forcing himself into reality than in the what ifs. Dark blue eyes flickered around the room, taking small notes and observations of the people around him. The sound of Michelangelo's laughter made him look over to the youngest of his family, noticing that his orange clad baby brother was animatedly talking to his counterpart. Mikey was gesturing vividly with his hands to his older counterpart, obviously telling a story that Michelangelo found extremely amusing. The small box turtle was full of energy, bouncing in his seat slightly as he spoke fast and chipper like, engaged with the conversation. Leonardo couldn't help but begin to watch the younger turtle, taking in the different colors that painted his chest plate and shell.
Bright colors of different paints seemed to pop off of him, adding a somewhat chaotic yet creative look to this version of his baby brother. His eyes unlike his little brother's were a light brown and seemed to sparkle with childish delight. A smile was on his face, enhancing his still round face even more and added with the small gap in his teeth it just made the whole vibrant childlike image even more noticeable. If Leonardo had to guess, Mikey was most likely thirteen or fourteen years old. Yet Leonardo couldn't help but also notice other things beneath the visuals of youth and innocence. There was a hidden place beneath it all, something that was wild and chaotic and waiting to be unleashed at a moment's notice if the situation called for it. A seriousness that was rarely shown or used but it lingered beneath the surface, much like his Michelangelo there was a side of Mikey that wasn't shown much but if used correctly could cause some major problems for those unfortunate enough to get on his bad side.
It was clear that Mikey just like Michelangelo was not one to be underestimated in a battle. But other than that Mikey was also like his brother with his optimistic attitude and somewhat naive approach to things such as talking to people who were complete strangers like them. From what the leader in blue had managed to get just from watching he could already tell that Mikey and Michelangelo were the closest personality wise when it came to certain traits. As if to prove his findings the box turtle's gaze turned to him, catching his eye which in turn made Michelangelo look over. Two bright twin grins were thrown in his direction and Leonardo felt his heart melt at the sight, his gaze softening a bit and a quirk of a smile sent back to the two. Michelangelo seemed to brighten immediately at the gesture and Mikey's eyes sparkled with a childlike happiness before they went back to their conversation, chatting about anything and everything. Leonardo let out a breathless huff of amusement before tearing his gaze away from the two orange turtles.
A flash of moment caught his eye and Leonardo turned his attention to it quickly catching sight of Donatello's counterpart who had gotten up to grab another slice of pizza. The older turtle watched the younger turtle as he quietly ate his second slice only speaking when he was spoken to, his intelligent gaze taking in everything that was happening around him. It was clear to Leonardo that the soft shell was gathering information but on a much more detailed level. The purple turtle was quite different from Donatello, covered in head to toe with gadgets and other pieces of technology. Red and blue goggles sat on top of his head, and a strange purple shell sat on his back. Where it not for the way it looked and some of the buttons on the side of it Leonardo would have believed it to be his actual shell.
'It almost looks like a type of shield for protection, almost like a battle shell.....'
The blue turtle mused as he continued to watch and notice things. The soft shell turtle unlike his brother wasn't quite as tall as him, yet he obviously had some height on him. He was younger than Donatello as well, at least about fifteen or sixteen years old. Leonardo couldn't help but realize that he was probably about as old as his doppelganger.
'Perhaps they're twins?'
He pondered surprised by this possibility. He never imagined being twins with Donatello but then again if he thought about it, it could very well actually work. His gaze was calculating and curious yet cautious as he watched everything, especially Donatello who he seemed extremely curious about. His eyes were a dark brown, with no hints of a reddish hue to them like Donatello had and he seemed to hold himself with a confident air, as if he knew he was the smartest out of all of his brothers and he wouldn't let anyone forget it. Borderline narrassitic and superior in a manner of speaking, and his entire aura was cold and unwelcoming, as if daring anyone to even breathe wrong in his direction. All in all he came off as not a very nice person, yet Leonardo deep down knew that despite this first glance that this simply wasn't the case. Not when he caught glimpses of Donnie's watchful gaze flickering to his brothers in a quick and discreet manner, ready to intervene at a moment's notice should they show even a hint of distress. Not when no matter how much this soft shell seemed cold and uncaring upon first glance, that flashes of kindness flowed beneath, his emotions guarded much more closely than Donatello's.
It seemed that despite the vast differences between Donnie and Donatello, there still seemed to be that familiar beacon of kindness that made him who he was. Leonardo had no idea why Donnie seemed so guarded with this, but just catching those small glimpses and flashes of the familiarity that he'd seen on his own much more open little brother put the blue clad turtle more open to trying to understand this alternate Donnie and keep a closer eye on him. Leonardo was so deep in his thoughts that he failed to witness Donnie's gaze landing on him that was originally following the figure that he'd been staring at the most but now curiously watching him, until a familiar voice spoke up from beside Leonardo.
"I'm not feeling too hungry anymore, do you want my slice of pizza?"
Donatello's voice sounded out from his side, making Leonardo's attention snap up towards him. The oldest brother blinked and finally noticed his little brother who had sat himself next to him. The taller turtle was holding something out to him and Leonardo finally took notice of the slice of pizza that was being handed to him. Confused he looked at Donatello and it quickly clicked why his little brother was giving him his other slice of pizza. The blue clad brother felt his face warm slightly in embarrassment.
"Donnie-"
He'd began to say however he went quiet at the look he got.
"Leo, you literally haven't grabbed any pizza from the moment we started dinner. Take it."
Donatello said softly his tone leaving no room for arguments as he again held out his other slice of pizza. The two stared at one another for a beat before Leonardo reluctantly took the plate from his younger brother who gave him a small pleased smile that his older brother wasn't going to argue with him. The eldest brother just gave his younger brother a small suspicious look as he took a bite of his slice unaware that he'd been hungry until he took that first bite. It took everything within his power not to inhale the whole thing. Feeling his little brother's knowing gaze on him his suspicions were confirmed when he met his triumphmet reddish brown gaze.
"You planned this didn't you."
It wasn't a question but rather a statement from the blue turtle. Donatello just gave him a small smile obviously pleased.
"If you're referring to the fact that I waited until your focus wasn't completely there and that I'm making you eat in front of our guests so you don't try to be the noble idiot who puts others before himself first then yes it was planned and obviously it was a complete success."
The genius turtle said somewhat smug that he managed to get the upper hand on his brother. Leonardo just gave him an annoyed/amused yet resigned look. He should have known that his brothers would be keeping a keen eye on him just as he did with them.
"I just wanted to make sure that everyone got their share first."
Leonardo said his tone soft and raspy as he pouted somewhat at having been caught. Donatello gave him an exasperated yet fond look.
"By the time everyone was done eating there'd be nothing left. Quit being so selfless for once."
The younger turtle stated in a matter of fact kind of tone making Leonardo awkwardly look away. He was about to reply back when an amused huff of laughter came from the direction that Donatello had come from. Both boys looked up startled and quickly took note of Donnie who was watching them, his eyes alight with amusement at what he just heard. Leonardo felt his face grow even warmer in embarrassment at having been caught being lectured somewhat by Donatello when Donnie spoke.
"It's nice to know that it's not just my dum-dum of a twin who pulls these kinds of stunts either."
Donnie said his voice soft as to not draw attention to them and highly amused by this little fact he'd just learned. Donatello despite being hesitant was quick to respond.
"It's a nightmare I swear. If me and our brothers weren't around he'd probably starve to death doing these kinds of things."
Donatello said bluntly and teasingly looking at his big brother.
"Donnie-!"
Leonardo hissed embarrassed beyond belief while Donatello's alternate snickered.
"Leo does the same thing, he thinks that we don't notice him doing it but it's kinda hard not to. He's very lucky that I give him the time of day to make sure he doesn't get left out."
Donnie said sounding a bit egotistical and rude but Leonardo and Donatello could clearly see the way he softened at the mention of Leo and keeping an eye on him, could hear the soft undertone of care and exasperated affection for the slider.
"That's what we do, it's our job as their brothers to keep an eye on them."
Donatello said a small gapped tooth smile on his face while Donnie's own face mirrored his own.
"Yep it is. A tiring one, but one nevertheless."
Donnie said a tone of understanding breaking through his cocky one. The two purple clad turtles continued to speak or rather complain about their blue brothers and the similarities between them, and though the conversation wasn't as easy going as their orange clad little brothers it flowed a lot easier than their earlier tense but curious filled stare down. Leonardo despite being embarrassed by being somewhat called out and in front of his little brother's alternate self, couldn't help but feel relieved that the two were at least talking somewhat.
'At least I won't have to worry about them possibly getting violent with each other. That takes some of my worries off of my plate.'
He thought, considering it a win even if it was at his expense and pride. As the two geniuses spoke to one another Leonardo ate his slice of pizza, he found his gaze landing on the largest turtle in the room. Raph unlike his little brother Raphael was a rather large and imitating, with broad shoulders and large muscles and a spiky shell and pointy chest plate and sharp jagged teeth the large snapping turtle left a definite and lasting impression on those who caught sight of him. When Leonardo had first laid eyes on him the large turtle had been shimmying restlessly behind his counterpart, a nervous, angry and protective aura coming off of him in waves, his dark green eyes zoned on him and the slider the entire time. At the time it was clear that Raph was restraining himself from intervening between Leonardo and his double, not wanting to make the situation worse and end up with someone being hurt. Much like Raphael, Raph had wanted nothing more than to protect his brothers from Leonardo who at the time was posing as a possible threat to them. Yet there was something different about the way Raphael and Raph took their approaches in the area. Raphael was more of the threatening looks and in some cases going straight for violence if something happened to threaten or harm them. Which a lot of the time worked well for them, since Leonardo was the one who planned and thought quickly on his feet while Raphael was the brute force behind him, making them a terrifying duo.
Raph on the other hand seemed to have an air of caution to him, an awareness of potential problems should he rush head first. It was a type of air that Leonardo himself was all to familiar with, having experienced it himself for his entire life. And now that he was looking more closely than before Leonardo could see that Raph was older than the rest of his brothers, at least sixteen or seventeen years old give or take.
'Raph's the oldest out of them, that's a surprise but it makes sense...'
The leader mused turning it over in his head as he processed it. It was strange to think about Raphael being older than him, to imagine him as the little brother instead of the big brother. Then again they were from a different reality then theirs so it made sense that things weren't exactly the same. Leonardo obversed the other turtle realizing that if he was the oldest out of them, then he was probably the leader of them.
'That explains the way he acts, the way he thinks before jumping into action depending on the situation. But if he's the leader......then why didn't he take charge of the conversation? Why did my other self take the lead?'
Leonardo thought puzzled. He was obviously missing something and knowing that made him feel a bit frustrated with himself. If there was one thing that the leader in blue couldn't stand it was missing something critical to the entire picture. Shoving the frustration down as well as his questions Leonardo watched the snapping turtle once more, taking note of how he was listening to Mikey and Michelangelo who had at some point dragged him into their conversation. The older turtle was listening attentively, hanging onto Michelangelo and Mikey's every word, a small gentle and patient smile on his face looking every part of a gentle giant. It was weird to see Raph looking so patient, usually his little brother was restless and got irritated easily. Thoughts now on his little brother Leonardo tore his gaze away from the snapping turtle and towards Raphael who was sitting a bit further away from Michelangelo. The hot headed turtle was keeping a close eye on their baby brother as he interacted with his counterpart, his bright green eyes zoned in on him ready to intervene and protect Michelangelo should things go south.
Raphael's posture was tense and nervous and he radiated a protective aura for their youngest. Much like how his counterpart was earlier Raphael was in the same mindset. Leonardo frowned slightly wanting nothing more than to go to his little brother and see how he was doing, yet with Donatello and Donnie near him and Donatello practically glued next to him to make sure he ate, he couldn't. Not without drawing their attention and thus towards Raphael by extension. As if sensing his dilemma Raphael's gaze met his. Dark concerned blue hues met restless and uneasy glowing green ones, a silent conversation taking place.
'You okay?'
Blue eyes asked, making green eyes softened slightly and relax.
'I'm okay, just twitchy. I'll live.'
Green responded back in an attempt to ease. Leonardo continued to stare at Raphael his eyes furrowed in worry. Raphael rolled his eyes dramatically and with a small smile waved Leonardo off making the oldest one relax and finally drop it. The blue leader took a deep breath to ease the nervousness for his little brother, trusting him to get him if things got bad. Leonardo's attention was taken when the sound of a laugh filled the room. Dark blue eyes snapped towards the sound and landed on none other than Leo. The red eared slider had joined the conversation of the two orange clad turtles and their large red clad one, a teasing mischievous smile on his face as he practically draped himself over Raph's shoulders. Leo unlike from before who had been cautious and serious was now joking around with the trio, an air of ease surrounding him like a thick blanket. The slider seemed to not have a care in the world, completely at ease to just mess around and kick back. It was a startling sight to see if Leonardo was being honest with himself. Seeing the younger turtle who when he first met him was serious and cautious suddenly act completely at home and unaffected gave him whiplash. It was obvious that the slider wasn't taking things too seriously, and if the wisecracks he gave said anything was the jokester amongst them. His alternate self displayed an air of cockiness and snarkiness that by the reactions of Raph and Mikey showed those things made it hard to take him seriously.
Yet.......
Leonardo at this point was practically boring holes into his counterpart, puzzling him out and catching little details that would be lost to many unless you were looking for them. Despite the seemingly uncaring and laid back personality that was being currently displayed Leonardo managed to see things hidden beneath it. The sharp, intelligent light blue eyes that flashed behind the mischievous humor. The slightly tense and jittery current that was buried underneath the wisecracking non caring attitude. The unease, the nervousness, the lack of confidence in his position among his brothers. All of it for Leonardo was on display, hidden from sight to the point where no one noticed.
But Leonardo saw it all.
It was like looking into a mirror almost. A distorted one, where the reflection was somewhat the same, yet still deep within its glass pane, there remained even more hints and pieces that were left to be uncovered if ever at all. Leo despite the front he showed to everyone else was an enigma, a puzzle that was beyond complicated and always changing, always hiding bits and pieces of himself. Leonardo was willing to admit that if he wasn't in a way the same person that he'd miss all of it. Leo much like Leonardo was difficult to read and pin down, just when you think you had everything there'd be something more making the picture of them even more confusing. Leonardo's gaze suddenly met with his counterpart's at that moment, dark blue meeting light blue and at that moment Leonardo gathered enough to complete the picture.
The nervousness, the uncertainty, the look of someone who's been through things that no one should ever have to go through, the look of being lost as if he had no clue what he was doing. All of them flashing before him like a movie, all of them familiar from when they'd met the first time not too long ago.
It all clicked and the question that had frustrated Leonardo about Raph being the leader and why Leo took the lead during their meeting was finally answered whether willingly or not by the slider would remain unknown. Leo was the new leader and based on what he saw the blue clad youngster had no idea what he was doing if the lack of confidence he displayed briefly said anything.
'This isn't good.....'
Leonardo thought as it all finally came together and his heart went out to his counterpart. Leonardo knew how terrifying being a leader was, knew how heavy of a burden it could be. From the moment he was born he had been the leader of his brothers even before he'd gained the official title at fifteen. And knowing that Leo had the job basically thrown at him completely unprepared made the older turtle extremely concerned for his counterpart. And what made it worse was that he couldn't say anything to Leo, knowing that if he was anything like him personally that his younger double wouldn't take kindly to it and might end up with hurt pride. Or worse he might shut down completely.
'This really isn't good....'
Leonardo couldn't help but curse himself and his abilities to read people and situations when he needed to. Now with this small discovery from his observations Leonardo found himself completely lost on how to possibly if needed to help Leo with this type of ordeal and judging by the horrified and embarrassed look that briefly swept across his counterpart's face, Leo had figured out that Leonardo probably figured something out that he didn't want him to know.
'Leonardo Hamato you really do get yourself into the most insane situations.'
His mind scolded him. Leonardo and Leo looked at one another once more before the two looked away quickly wanting to forget the whole thing.
"Leo you alright you zoned out."
Donatello asked noticing his older brother's sudden uneasiness. Donnie who had been conversing with him also paused, curious about what was happening. Leonardo's gaze snapped to the two purple turtles and their gazes, before he caught sight of Leo's panicked look. The slider was practically begging the older turtle to not say anything, to not throw him under the bus. Leonardo took a deep breath, forcing his frazzled thoughts to shimmer and die down before giving Donatello his most convincing and relaxed smile.
"I'm fine Don, just tired is all. It's been a long day."
The oldest said and Leo about sagged with relief. Donatello's expression became full of concern and he quickly went into medic mode.
"Do you want to call it an evening? I'm sure me, Raph and Mikey can get our new guests settled in for the night if you're tired."
His little brother said his hands already hovering to take his empty plate and force him to rest however Leonardo waved him off.
"I'll be fine honest. I'll help you guys get them settled in and when that's done I'll head to bed if it'll make you feel better."
The oldest said offering a compromise already knowing that Donatello wouldn't let go of this now that Leonardo said he was tired. His purple clad brother paused thinking about it, obviously just wanting to send Leonardo to bed now but also knowing that his older brother was incredibly stubborn. The blue clad turtle could feel Raphael and Michelangelo's gazes on him now radiating concern while their guests besides Leo himself watched in a curious confusion. Leonardo bit back the sudden anxiety that hit him at all the stares, not liking all the eyes on him especially the ones of his concerned and protective little brothers. He didn't mean to make them concerned about him, and he knew that this was probably overkill in the overprotective area of things when it came to his well being but at the same time Leonardo had no room to judge given that he'd done the same thing several times with them.
'Not to mention everything else that's happened......they've got every right to be concerned.....'
The thought whispered in his head as he recalled several moments where things hadn't gone so well. Forcing the thoughts back he forced himself to pay attention to Donatello.
"Alright.....but! If you feel worse than now you've got to promise me that you'll call it a night and leave the rest to us okay?"
Donatello asked his voice soft but stern making Leonardo smile slightly.
"Yes mom, I promise mom."
He said a bit of teasing snark popping out which earned a bemused look from Donatello.
"Wouldn't have to be mom if you learned not to push it."
The genius sassed right back but he'd relaxed and by extension Raphael and Michelangelo as well. After all if Leonardo could send his rare and occasional snarky or smartass comments to them then he was alright for now. After that Leonardo and his brothers began to help clean things up along with their counterparts who continued to watch them silently and curiously. Once they were done and trash was thrown away they'd began to settle for the night, with the alternate turtles settling in the pit area in the living room given how big Raph was. Soon the lair lights were turned down or off and Leonardo's brothers with a few last concerned looks finally settled into their rooms for the night. As Leonardo took one last look around the lair to make sure everyone was okay and that everything was in order he began to make his way to his bedroom when a small soft voice spoke up from the pit.
"Thanks.....for not saying anything."
Leo's voice soft yet awkward and sincere said, making Leonardo turn to look at the younger turtle. The red eared slider was perched over one of the ends of the couches, his light blue eyes bright and focused on the older turtle with a look of gratitude. Leonardo gave the younger turtle a small look of understanding before responding.
"Consider it apart of my apology for nearly taking your head off earlier. Have a good night."
The blue clad leader said softly before disappearing from the living room and leaving the younger blue clad turtle behind him. Making his way to his room Leonardo settled in for the night, making a mental note to start on a plan to help Leo and his brothers get back home before drifting off to sleep.
*I've once again given into madness and finally got my plot bunnies onto paper thank God. Now to explain I firmly believe that Leonardo as well as Leo see things a lot more than they let on when they really want to so Leonardo figuring out that Leo's somewhat new to the whole leader thing made somewhat sense at least to me. I also like to think that Leonardo and Donatello have their moments where they can bicker and tease each other much like their Rise counterparts they just do it very rarely. I apologize in advance if this sucks I'm just kinda rolling with what my brain wants and I'm not quite sure if there will be a plot to this or not we shall see. Anyways if any y'all read this I hope you enjoyed it!!!*
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starflungwaddledee · 3 months
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some rather strong first impressions were made.
required reading for the magical "voice" headcanon and another for starstruck's signature in particular. asked by @trainerbob23 !
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onepiece-treasurecove · 2 months
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Here is my entry for @where-does-the-heart-lie ‘s 1 year DTIYS!! I hope ya like it!! 🌷
Um, me being chatty AND close ups of the boys below!!
This took, so long to finish. Months I tell ya. Not cause it was difficult per se, it was done with markers, pens, gel pens, and a bit of color pencil. But it was such a CHALLENGE!! I have never colored fire before so trying to figure it out and how it affects the clothes, skin, etc., has been so so neat!!! And drove me nuts!!! But it’s done, the boys are here!
I just, thought it would be nice to incorporate all of the brothers for this cause why not?? They are everything, they are the MOMENT, the blorbos!!!! Also something poetic here about being there for each other and brotherly bonds and love and all that wonderful jazz ✨
And now!! Those close ups I promised. Just mostly on their faces cause I’m proud of them (Ace’s gave me so much trouble for NO reason the beloved bastard 😭)
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lennadanvers · 3 months
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Eddie Munson being completely in love with you and showing it despite knowing he doesn't stand a chance.
Yeah, it breaks his heart a little. But he's never been one to love less just because it hurts.
So he designs his campaigns around your D&D character. He finds out your favourite songs and learns to play them in his guitar. He sits next to you in every class you share.
He doesn't let you see what's inside his lunchbox. You asked once and he refused to sell anything to you. Eddie would never allow you to consume what he smokes.
He's not ashamed of his trailer. That's who he is. And he loves having you over. He invites you to dinner there, to watch movies, to hang out.
Every once in a while, he tries a new hairstyle. If you don't like it, at least he'll get to see you laugh. Either way, it's a win.
He stole one of your hair elastics and keeps it in his vest's chest pocket. He found out what perfume you wear and decided to spend some of his hard-earned money in a bottle. He sprays it over his pillow when he feels especially sad.
He's so sweet. He jokes with you, but never about you. Whenever you need backup in a discussion, even if it is silly af, he's on your side.
He pays attention. He stands between you and the people who make you uncomfortable. Steals glances at you.
He bought black nail polish just so you'd paint his nails. He bites it off so you have to fix it. He blushes when you scold him for not taking care of his nails.
He loves having your attention. It's an adrenaline rush. He creates more and more elaborate stories just so you'll keep looking at him.
He puts his jacket on the back of your chair. He's trying to measure how big it would look on you.
If you ever asked, he'd drop to his knees and eat you out until you were completely satisfied. He doesn't care if you'd only use him. He doesn't mind it being a one-time thing, or a friends with benefits dinamic. It's worth it because he knows he can make you feel good (more than good, he can make you lose control and that makes him feel on top of the world).
He's woken up thrusting into his mattres, moaning against his pillow. He feels guilty after, because he knows you'd never do to him what you do in his dreams. Doesn't stop him from cumming in a shaking mess.
When he detangles his hair he pretends it's your hands touching him. It helps him relax.
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robindaydream · 1 year
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Movie night with the gfs.
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