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highrollersrolls · 1 month

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Opinions on ALL of the cog managers and i guess the higher ups

(this is gonna be long folks so just sit tight with it) *was given the list of literally everyone by the creator of this account* lets starteth off with skelecogs i suppose.. ...factory foreman, eh they cool since they with the VP and everythineth Mint supervisors are a bit...strict... Head attorney, their silly i like themeth :D Club president...i'd honestly care less about em..sorryeth hmm.. William Boar is uh...ok i suppose...he's hard on the outside and soft in the insideth

Alton is also silly me like em a loteth :D he's a sweetheart if you aint a toon..

Winston is also silly, i try to take care of em since he needs that love and comforteth and he's a bit like me neutral with toonseth

Tawney is just very sleep so i dont know much about em..

Spruce however is how i know about chip!..he's a cool guy as well always teaching me about the wild lifeth

Flint is..hot NOT IN THAT WAY but liketh he's literally fire..i also cant be around em much since my feathers are flammable...but he's alright i guess..again i dont know much about someth managers so bare with me

Belle, is a sweetheart if i had parents i would visit her a lot shes so niceth makes my tail wag honestly ^^

Ben...the british, im honestly fine with em he makes some good tea in my opinioneth

Holly, i dont really know about so i dont really have anything to say about her..

Mary, is very sweet yet protective i can tell she careseth about the cogs and her boardbot employees

(we aint gonna talk about buck because its gonna be VERY confusing to yall about my HR headcanon lol, unless ya really wanna know then ya know what to do)

(same goes to dave)

Brian...oh dont even start...i fucketh hate him..yea he knows a lot about stuff but...he's strict and egotistic and i honestly want flint to light him on fireth...wait thats a good idea..thats going into my show idea book!

Misty, honestly i love her..platonically she's so sensitive but she's such a sweetheart i feel bad for what happened with her..and now she probably has some built up trauma...with her and bessie..

Prester, honestly i like em, just because of how he takes his job seriously, THAT AND HE KICKS ASSETH!! LIKE COME ON MAN HE'S COOL!!

Cathal..i dont really know about much besides that he's the VP's soneth

Cosmo..again i dont really know about em and his satellite investors..i just know he's short like the chairman..very..very....puntable...

Ch-chip..eheh..um..i-i like em...only a little YEA JUST A LITTLE!! hehe..dear god im having difficulties explaining why...you know what lets just skip my opinions on chip...

Graham, i also dont really know much about i just know that flint is with graham and graham is also egotisticeth...so lets just assume i also hateth him..

now the..i suppose "scary" teameth... *clears throat*

Mundle..scary honestly, not much a fan of gators..dont know much about em nor do i want too..

Courtney..im sorry but who the fucketh names a cog courtney...its like naming a newborn toon Karen...or Caroline..like what the fucketh?? i know sometimes i dont fucketh with the law but..why? just why?...anyways i dont have opinions on her much

Barry, just reminds me if he was the principle in the school house, but other than that no opinionseth on em

Kilo, honesty i know he's a grown goat but he acts like a brat and or a bully and i dont really like em, in other words...he can go fucketh himself...

now before we get into the 'higher ups' as yall sayeth im gonna put my opinions on the other 2 contractors..

Count Erclaim..eh i dont really get a long with vampires..same with his brother..Count Erfit, as much as they are buff and swole, i dont really give two flying fuckseth about them two honestly i just see them more as competition and enemys..them 2 can also die in a ditcheth for all i care..

i know the rest of these contractors are no more..unfortunately..i still wanna talk about em..whether they went somewhere or they got scrapped by cogs inc and turned intoeth something else...

Redd H. Wing i really do miss, he was a great friend of mine..until they disappeared...god i miss them..i wish he was here again..

Sads i dont really know what they were referencing from but.. all he ever did was make constant puns and it was annoying..i can only handle a few jokes and puns but not it being constant..

the Witness Stand-in was also a cool guy its unfortunate that he's scrapped though and made into probably someone else..he was a cool skelecog to hang out with at the bar..its sadeth that he's gone now...

Clerk i didnt really know much about so no opinion on em

ah yes..both of the directors of public relations and land acquisition, i mean technically their still here their just managers and not contractors anymoreth so i still get to hang out with em even if their just managers

now for what all of you have been waiting for..my opinioneth on the 'higher ups'!!

Allan is a cool guy, i know he takes pride in his work but other than that he's a chilleth guy i like em he's just like..he makes the sellbots have it easy ya know and i like that..i'd rather see cogs enjoy their work than seeing them stressed and suffer during their work ya know?

Chris is uh..a greedy son of a bitcheth the truth had to be said sorry, but ya are a greedy son of a bitch, Chris..however he is the one that manages the money sooo, he's a greedy son of a bitcheth but he's useful..so i'll deal with it i suppose..

..Diane..me and Diane do not mix well..now i try not to fucketh with the law but...she's strict as hell..i dont really vibe with her..now if i were to go to court i would win, if i were to go to jail i would escapeth...im not saying jack on how thougheth...

Craig can go suck a dicketh in my opinion he's a straight on bitch, i dont give a shit if HES FUCKING "USEFUL" OR NOT HE CAN GO DIE FOR ALL I CARE GOD I FUCKING HATE HIM!!..sorry anger got to me..

now the best for last..

Robert Cyger..i also hate him a fucketh ton but he is very puntable and that is the only thingeth i like about em is that he is short and very easy to kick, like a football if you willeth

that was a lot..now excuse me im gonna go drink something so my throat can heal..from all me talkin..

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mahomadjicks · 1 month

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aaaaaaa random sketches (drawing?) of an oc idea; ‘confused minger’

#toontown #ttcc #i guess? idk imma use the tag anyway #toontown mingler #toontown number cruncher #Idk I saw the confused mint supervisor and ran with the concept #she’s just existing in an existential way

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seltzher-bottel · 4 months

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POV: you run into the Supervisor of Mint 50 and two of her Barons

#my art #toontown #bottel artz #toontown cogs #toontown oc #toontown rewritten #daffy dandypop #Johnny the Robber Baron #Dean the Robber Baron #I’m a big fan of individual cogs having different uniforms and different appearances #individuality within a cog society #this is my toontown online toon #she was snatched after Online closed and turned into a cogtoon #now she’s a mint supervisor #her laff meter is worn as a watch #these dudes exist in the Rewritten timeline

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augustdementhe · 2 months

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Saint Expedite has touched this leave paperwork I'm sure of it. I was not at ALL expecting retrieval to go this quickly or smoothly when I had to gather filled in forms from THREE SEPARATE ENTITIES to get official approval for not having to work a physical job with a leg bone still not fully intact.

And yet here the longest I waited was one business day for one form, and I'm just so SO HAPPY.

Thank you!

#mint's dear diary #Saint Expedite #Also again just if you have to take medical leave #As much as it SUCKS start with all the forms IMMEDIATELY #You'll need documentation from your physician your supervisor and possibly another party to determine ADA (or the equivalent) stuff #And it might take a WHILE to get and you will have a deadline #And it will not be doable right up at the final hour because you have to rely on other people

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mountymase · 1 year

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love on the brain - NSFW

you love when i fall apart so you can put me together

pairing: fem!reader x mason mount summary: you had a particularly tough day at work and mason is thee to glue you back together warnings: angst, fluff, smut (smut contains: unprotected sex, praising, pet names, cursing, choking, dom&sub behaviour) author: happy sinday mount! thi was originally meant to be a pulisic smut but mase just fits perfectly. and it's not inspired, at all, on riri's song but i was listening to its melody while writing it! word count: 3.838k

Work was usually stressful, always hectic, keeping you busy. You were massively good at it and it bothered some people, even the ones in a better position than you. As a workaholic, much like your boyfriend, you loved every second of it but, sometimes, it was overwhelming and today had been one of those days. It also ended with an argument between you and your supervisor, because you weren’t one to keep quiet and take the blame for someone else’s mistake while they got away with it. As a team, if one has to go down, then all the others go down too.

The sound of your flat’s door being unlocked woke you up but you weren’t worried, you knew it was just a matter of time until Mason showed up as he usually did. You mentally thanked all the Gods and the universe for having a boyfriend who just sensed and knew things when you were like this, wanting to isolate yourself from the world, even though you knew it wasn’t healthy. He’d be there for the simple reason of being there, to make sure you’d be okay the next day, to take care of you and be around, still respecting your space and your wish not to talk about it.

“Hey, you…” you noticed Mason sighed in relief he found you cuddling some pillows. A faint smile on your lips, you blinked a few times as you were saying ‘hi’ and he blew you a kiss. “I’ll be in the kitchen.” He pointed at the reusable bag he was carrying and you knew that was his mum’s thing, because Mase couldn’t cook to save his own life. When you were at his, you were responsible for all the cooking.

The noise coming from the kitchen was annoying, but you wouldn’t tell him that because that man was good for you. Looking back now, it made no sense how hard you fought not to fall for him — or, at least, not to let anyone know that Mason Mount made you swoon. Working at Trivago’s marketing department, you’d take trips to Cobham to meet with Chelsea’s marketing and social media staff, occasionally meeting a few of the boys. Then, after a match at the Bridge with your family, you found yourself at Cobham the next day and chatted to Mase about how your little brother was his biggest fan too, in a cute and shy attempt to flirt with you.

“My mum made you chicken soup.” You just nodded, and watched Mase make his way to your en-suite, and then the noise of the water filling the bath almost felt comforting. You closed your eyes for a few minutes until Mason’s warm mint breath got your head spinning in the nicest way. You wanted to cry. “Come on, beautiful. Let’s get you cleaned up, change into comfy pj’s…”

“Will you carry me, though?” That was the first time you’ve said something since he arrived, it made him flash you the most warm and happy smile, for hearing your voice.

He didn’t say anything. Mason got up and, holding your hand, made you get up too so he could put one arm around your body and the other behind your legs — that man really was carrying you bridal style to the bathroom.

Mason carefully put you down, kissing the tip of your nose as he started to undress you. He carefully opened each button of your black silk blouse, unzipped your perfectly tailored trousers and easily got rid of your bra and panties. There were no second intentions as he did that, but you could feel how his eyes sparkled seeing you naked. “You’re so beautiful, Y/n.” He whispered, softly kissing your collarbone before helping you to get inside the bath.

The warm water instantly relaxed you, but it was how Mason carefully washed your hair that made you fully relax. You loved how focused he was while taking care of you, soaping your body, warm and soft hands cupping your boobs as he rinsed off the soap from your skin.

“Why don’t you join me a bit, love?” You said, turning your face to find a frowny Mason, extremely focused on his task of taking care of you. “Get in and give me some bath cuddles, to heal my soul.”

He giggled, always loving how dramatic you were. You watched him undress and he never really stopped looking at you, even if you both knew you were not in the mood for sex, the way your body reacted to Mason’s - even if it was just the sight of it - felt unreal. And you knew he felt exactly the same.

Once he got in, after you gave him space to place himself behind you, you laid back on his chest, loving how it felt moving with his breathing. It was one of your favourite things. Staying there, in silence, was peaceful. There was nothing really to be said, but your feelings were everywhere and so were his. You and Mason were extremely different as individuals, but as a couple, it made sense and it was right because you were each other’s missing piece.

When the water was almost cold, you heard your stomach make the loudest noise, and only now you realised how hungry you were. “Let me guess, you didn’t have lunch today?” Mason giggled at the sound but his voice was serious and that made you blush as you shyly nodded. “Don’t say you had no time.”

“Actually, I forgot about lunch.” You pouted and he shook his head, kissing your temple before leaving the bath and wrapping a towel around his waist. You got out too once he had a towel for you. Your favourite part had to be him brushing your hair, though, and he did it so well and so focused it made you smile.

He helped you pick up a pyjama and put on his, one of the few he kept at your place with some other things because it was quite normal for him to spend time there, more time than he’d spend at his own stupidly big house. Then, holding hands, you went to the kitchen and you watched him getting the soup warmed up. Mason had always been boyfriend material, but lately, you found yourself wondering how he’d be as a husband. And as a father, too. Maybe nothing different from the caring and loving man he already was, but with more intensity to it.

You ate together, your stomach finally welcoming some decent food, and he occasionally touched your fingers with the tip of his, held your hand, and caressed its back with his thumb. It made you smile and his only reaction to it was smiling too, because although you looked drained, it was still much better from the situation he found you earlier.

Mason cuddled you, his face hiding in the crook of your neck as he breathed your scent in, closing his eyes. His body was warm, comfy, your own safe haven. “Mason,” you whispered his name, getting a ‘mhmm?’ from him. “Thank you for not telling me to quit my job.”

“I would never.” He kissed your neck, holding you closer to him. “I know how much you love it and it’s not a shitty job, you just have shitty colleagues. Not all of them, though… but anyway, you’re passionate about it and you shouldn’t quit, ever. Unless you get a better offer.”

“My days at Cobham would end.”

“You have me all to yourself, woman. There’s no need to go to Cobham anymore.”

“But I like seeing you there, and going not as a girlfriend, but for business reasons.”

“Hm, you mean flirting with me while you girl boss everyone else?” You giggled at how quickly he found out what exactly you meant, and that was his answer. “You’re trouble, Y/n.”

“And you like it!”

“I love it.”

You two still talked a bit more before falling asleep with your bodies glued to each other, legs tangled, holding hands. His soft, low snore didn’t bother you — in fact, you found yourself missing it when you didn’t sleep together.

******

Waking up before Mason was usually what happened and, watching him sleep so peacefully, memories from the day before flooded your mind. The way he washed you, took care of you, and looked so focused and determined while doing it was so sexy you found yourself rubbing your thighs together as you prepared a cup of coffee. Mason deserved a special treatment too and he would have it.

Back in your room, you sighed at how beautiful your man looked with those messy curls falling down his forehead. His lips slightly parted as he moved to be lying on his back with arms open, resting on the sides of his head, and the duvet only covering him from his waist below. Your mouth watered and a wave of the most delicious warmth spread across your body, you walked slowly towards your bed and as the light sleeper Mason was, he slowly opened his eyes.

“Get back in here, Y/n.” The hoarse words that left his lips only turned you on even more.

“Oh, I will.” Noticing that specific teasing tone in your voice, with his eyes still closed, Mason frowned. “Open your eyes, baby.”

Waiting until he had his eyes fully open, you almost felt intimidated at how he looked at you, as if he’d eat you alive, as you slowly undressed in front of him to reveal your naked body. For him, there was nothing more torturing than how slowly you undressed, though. He watched you get back in bed and crawl to him, only to sit in his lap with your legs on each side of your body.

“You were so good to me yesterday I thought you needed to be taken care of too.” Leaning forward, your hair tickling his face, you brushed the tip of your nose against his. “Can you be my good boy while I take care of you?”

Fuck, you said it.

Mason loved having you under him, making you moan loudly and beg, but he loved even more when you took control because there was nothing sexier than that. He nodded with a groan into your slightly open mouth, not thinking twice, feeling his cock twitch between your legs, his tongue sliding past your lips to fight yours for dominance in the most passionate kiss, You bit his bottom lip, pulling it between your lips before trailing soft kisses down his chest. He moaned into the dark bedroom and you felt his large, warm hands trail up the backs of your bare thighs before resting on your naked ass. Mason pushed your lower body down and ground his covered erection into you, and your mouth fell open in a pant.

“Seems like someone is feeling better.” He muttered, his hands traveling back to your thighs, giving it a soft squeeze as your lips circled around his nipple. Your tongue brushed it and he bucked against you, a groan falling from his lips. You crawled back on top of him, pulling the duvet and leaving only his boxers on the way as you grind down his hard cock before placing wet kisses down his stomach. You watched his muscles tense and contract under your touch and you felt a rush of power come over you, seeing that he wanted this just as much as you did.

You reached the waistband of his boxers and slid off the bed carefully, resting on your knees between his legs and your fingers dipped past the fabric, brushing his skin. Mason sat up at that moment and his hand went to your hair, and you could hear the moan he tried to stifle. You tugged lightly on the bottom hems of his boxers, urging him to remove his last layer. He did so, quickly, kicking them off and your mouth watered in lust as you rook in the sight of him. Mason traced a finger down the side of your cheek, reaching your chin and tilting your face so you two could look at each other and you felt yourself tremble when you saw the look in his eyes - dark, full of lust, but also worshiping and love.

Soon, you were in nothing but your panties, completely at Mason’s mercy because that was how things always went even when you wanted to take control. He had you wrapped around his fingers, made you feel like your heart would escape your chest at how hard it was beating against your chest.

You leaned forward, dropping eye contact, to press soft and wet kisses to the tip of his cock, watching it twitch under your touch, making the hard wave of pleasure spread across your body. Your warm breath against his cock made Mason roll his eyes in pleasure, a groan parting his lips as he whispered how good you were to him when you licked a flat strip from the base of his cock to the tip, wetting it before wrapping your hand around the base and stroking him soft and slow. Mason’s body relaxed under your touch as moans escaped through his lips when his mouth fell open and you took him in your mouth - he instantly jerked forward, the blissful feeling of the tip of his cock hitting your throat taking control of his entire being. The salty taste of his precum makes the pleasure in your belly grow.

Mason was a mess when his hand pulled your hair and you finally looked up, your lips leaving his cock, a string of spit falling between you as a grin curled the sides of your lips. He was breathing heavily, hard, looking completely wrecked. Your instinct was to lean forward and take him in your mouth again but, with his fingers still tangled in your hair, Mason pulled you up and used his other hand to make you sit in his lap again.

“Need to feel you, baby.” The pet name made you moan, even more so when he breathed against your skin and buried his face between your boobs as his hands slid down your waist, playing with the fragile lace of your panties. Mason flipped you, your back hitting the mattress and you clenched around nothing in the most perfect combination of anticipation and arousal. Your hips bucked upwards, eager for him to fill you.

His calloused, hot hand trailed up your chest, squeezing your left boob before reaching the sensitive skin of your throat, making you gulp as your pulse quickened. Mason shook his head when you twisted under him and his touch, as a warning to behave and be his good girl as he decided to fight for control and you were more than happy to give in. “Mase, please…” You begged.

“I wasn’t done with taking care of you yet.” His husky whisper made you whimper. Mason used his free hand to brush your sensitive skin with the tips of his fingers - your nipples, all the way down to your stomach, where he started drawing perfect imaginary circles. “Wanna feel my cock hitting right here, deep inside you.” He said, making you buck your hips upwards again. He gently squeezed your throat at your response, trailing his hand down to your panties as his fingers tugged them down and tossed them off.

There was a devilish smile on his lips almost instantly when Mason felt how wet you were, as the tip of his fingers parted your folds, brushing it against your slit. “Oh, baby… So wet for me.” He licked your juices off his fingers, letting out a moan at the feeling of your taste in his mouth. Mason leaned forward, lips brushing yours as you swallowed each other’s moans when the tip of his cock softly touched your pussy. “Is this what you want, Y/n?”

Mumbling nonsensical agreements, you tried to catch your breath as it felt like your whole body was on fire. You needed him inside you, filling you, making you feel complete. You could feel the pressure between your legs growing each second and he’d barely touched you, that’s how much power Mason had over you; you reached a hand forward to grasp his cock and guide it to your entrance but Mason quickly pushed you back to bed. Moans of pleasure fell from your lips when his fingers squeezed your throat again as his cock slid out of your reach.

“Fuck, Mason.” You whimpered, taking his cocky grin.

“No need to rush it, love.” He whispered against your skin while his teeth brushed the skin of your neck. His thumb found your clit and he started to draw sloppy circles against your sensitive bundle of nerves, the pressure making you squirm under Mason’s touch. “Come on, tell me what you want like the good girl you are and I’ll give it to you…” Mason teased, the tip of his fingers playing at your wet entrance.

“Your finge-ah, Mason!” You cried when he focused on your clit again. “Want your fingers inside me baby, please.”

Mason nodded and a finger slid inside you, curling inside your walls at a steady and delicious pace. Your mouth fell open in a soundless moan and my eyes closed as he continued his pace before pushing a second finger inside you. You clenched at the feeling of him stretching you, the noises as he pumped his fingers in and out you making you clench hard around it.

“You’re so deliciously tight, Y/n.” Mason groaned, taking your lips with his in the most passionate kiss, your tongues playing with each other as he swallowed your moans. When your lips parted, the look he had on his face made you feel again like your body was on fire, it felt like he was devouring your soul and perhaps he was.

“Give it to me, Mason.” You begged. “Let me feel you inside me.”

With a final pump inside you, making you catch your breath, Mason pulled his fingers out of you and instead of cleaning it with his tongue again, he brushed it against his cock, coating it with your juices. That was so fucking sexy that your mouth fell open with a gasp and your legs spread even more to welcome him back between you where he belonged. Lining himself between you, Mason thrusted inside you and you cried out at the feeling of your pussy stretching around him. He pulled himself out almost completely before thrusting back in.

Your palms fell back onto the bed, gripping the soft white sheet and pulling it against you as you offered yourself completely to him, his mouth falling from your lips only encouraged him to trust deeper and harder - your cries of lustful gratification making his cock twitch inside you and the coil between your legs grow tighter. He let go of your throat after giving it a final squeeze and fell forward, your hands clasping together and fingers wrapping.

“Mase, baby, let me-” You gasped, almost completely breathless as he kept moving, sweat making your thighs slip against each other. Mason slowed his pace a bit, lips parted and also curled in the most beautiful grin.

“What do you want, baby?” He whispered against your lips after leaning his head forward, his pace now so slow it could easily be called torture. “Tell me.” Mason demanded, thrusting hard against you.

“Ride you, I wanna ride you.” You huffed out, making Mason groan at your request.

You moaned at the sight of this muscles clenching when he grabbed your waist and flipped you so easily you felt like a rag doll - your body was weak, legs almost trembling as you felt you closer to the edge.

With your hands now on his chest, you grinned when Mason took your waist in his hands and his mouth fell open at the sight of his cock disappearing inside you again and you started to ride him at your own torturing pace.

“Such a good boy for me, Mase… You’re so good.” Mason moaned loudly with you praising him, his fingertips leaving marks on your skin. You felt your cheeks blush under his gaze when he looked up to you with hooded eyes.

“You’re so fucking pretty.” He moaned again, his head falling back against the mattress and drops of sweat fell down his temple, to his cheek and neck. “Such a fucking pretty slut, all for me, all mine.” Mason groaned, feeling you speeding up your pace as your nails marked his chest. He was now biting his bottom lip so hard you swore he’d draw blood. When your eyes catched his knuckles gripping your hips, helping you move, your walls tightened around him and that delicious pressure on your stomach grew. “Fuck baby, you’re close aren’t you?”

One hand left your hip and it moved to your stomach, pressing it as he hit you deep and hard. Then, it slipped to your pussy and his thumb was back circling your clit, rubbing the same sloppy circles. You whimpered and spasmed at the combination of his thumb and his cock, knowing you couldn’t last much longer.

“Come on Y/n.” His voice coached you. “Come on baby, I wanna feel you cumming all over my cock as the good girl you are.”

Your orgasm washed over you as you felt yourself tighten around Mason, pleasure shuddering hard through your body and onto his. At the change of pressure, you felt Mason release himself inside you and you let out a sighed moan at the warm feeling of his cum filling you. Moving a few more times, slowly, you then rolled off him, falling on your back into the bed, trying to catch your breath.

“Oh, Mason…” You sighed, eyes closing as he moved next to you and his fingers slipped inside you again not letting his cum drip out of your pussy.

“I love you, baby.” He whispered against your skin, his nose softly brushing your temple, down to your cheek and your neck. Mason pulled his finger from you, taking it to your mouth and you proudly cleaned it, making him smile.

“I love you too.” You said back, enjoying his presence and being grateful that he was always there to take care of you.

Whenever and however you needed.

#mason mount fanfic #mason mount imagine #mason mount smut #mason mount one shot #mason mount x y/n #mason mount x reader

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bossbotmgr · 3 months

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#my posts #hi guys #toontown #toontown rewritten #thought of this in the shower and i think im hilarious actually #club president #clerk #factory foreman #mint supervisor #2024

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normal-internet-user · 1 year

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Hello Normie :)

May I request a 2012 Donnie x reader where reader has a part time job at library? Perhaps one day she's closing and the purple dragons gang up on her but Donnie saves her and they have a cheesy moment like they have in romance novels!

Have a wonderful day/night

-🌻

I love romance novels, *Dreamy sigh*

HELLO MR. TURTLE

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Summary: You work part time at the Library, and one night you're asked to lock up. On your way home, you get jumped by some purple dragons, thankfully, our turtle genius is there to rescue you!

Warnings: Mild swearing.

Requested: 🌻 Anon!

Female Reader!

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You pushed the now empty bookcart behing the counter.

You were working at the Library after school for some extra cash, and your supervisor had offered you overtime pay to close up for the night.

Moving over to the breaker, you flicked each indivitual switch, the respective light going out with each one. Once the Library was completely dark, you grabbed you things off the counter, and made your way out the door.

You pulled out the extra key your suoervisor had given you, and locked the heavy doors. After that, you made sure the key was tucked safely in your bag, and began the trek home.

It wasn't fully dark yet, but the sky was a beautiful meld of oranges, reds, pinks, even the off blue, and it was rapidly fading into darkness.

You turned down the familiar alley that would let you out on your street. You used this shortcut everyday, but with the now almost non-exsistent sunlight, it was alot more terrifying.

You reached the mouth of the alley, and you let out a breath you hadn't known you'd been holding. That relief quickly turned into panic when someone grabbed you by your shoulders, and yanked you back into the alley.

You let out a loud yelp when you came in contact with the hard concrete. Fearfully you looked up at your attackers, cursing silently when you see the signiture tattoo of the Purple Dragons gang.

"Hey there, sweetheart, whatcha got in that nice little bag of yours?" The man walked up to you slowly, pulling you up off the ground by your arm.

"None of your buisness! Let me go!" You yanked your arm from his grip, and rushed back the way you had come from, you heard the Purple Dragons shout from behind you, but you kept running down the now darkend sidewalk.

'The Library!' you thought to yourself, 'Get to the Library!'

You ran up the steps to the old building, the key in your hand. Just as you reached the door, one of your attackers wrapped his arm around you in a headlock. You started to shout, struggling to the best of your ability.

"Let me go, you dead beat dumbass!" You shouted.

"Hey, hey, didn't you momma teach you to watch your mouth?"

You wrinkled your nose, "At least my mom taught me how to brush my teeth. You need a mint." You elbowed him in the stomach, but it didn't do much, and you wiggled around while his friends sifted through your bag.

"Why I oughta-"

The goon holding you suddenly cut himself off, he then let you go and fell backwards onto the concrete, unconcious.

The suddeness of his letting you go caused you to fall face forward, and you caught yourself, scraping up your hands. The pain was erased from your mind as you watched your shelled savior make quick work of the final two Purple Dragons.

The turtle boy checked to make sure that the Dragons wouldn't be waking up anytime soon, he then walked over to you, nervous smile gracing his face as he held out his hand to help you up.

You took it with a nervous smile of your own, "Thank you for your help." you muttered as you stood.

He smiled at you, handing you your bag, "No, problem miss..."

"Oh, I'm (Name)! Nice to meet you."

You took your bag from his hands and he leaned on his staff, "Nice to meet you too, (Name). I'm Donatello, but everyone calls me Donnie."

You hummed and started going through you bag to make sure you had everything, glancing up at Donnie, "So, what brings you to the Library, Donnie?"

"Well, I planned on getting some text books, but-" he tugged on the door handle, "It's closed. I ususally sneak in through the back so no one see's me."

You smiled, "Well, maybe I can help you with that." You held up the key, and used it to unlock the door, "Consider it my thanks for saving me."

You pushed the door open and the two of you walked inside, Donnie immediatly running to the engineering section.

You giggled as you locked the door behind you, you found his enthusiasm kinda cute. He was kinda cute if you were being honest.

You made your way behind the counter where you knew there would be a fist aid kit. You cleaned and wrapped your scrapes, once you were happy with the bandage placement, you return the first aid kit to it's place, and go to join Donnie in the engineering section.

"Finding everything you need?"

Donnie glances back at you, smiling sheepishly, "Uhm, actually, no. Do you know if there's a copy of Advanced wire and circutry anywhere?"

"Actually, I think there's one on one of the bookcarts." You told him to wait there and ran over to the full bookcarts near the dropoff box.

"Aha! Found one!" You held it up triumphantly and walked over to the counter to check the book out, whilst Donnie walked over with his other selections.

You thought for a second, then quickly scribbled your number on a post it note and stuck it in the back of the book. You handed him the book with a smile and moved to check out the rest.

"Thank you." He said as he excepted the books, "I promise I'll have them back on time, I have a perfect record!"

You snorted, "No duh. I take you've never actually checked any book out before?"

"Well, touchè. But I will have them back on time."

"I don't doubt that."

After making sure the front door was locked, the two of you made your way out the back. Donnie offered to walk you home, but, you declined.

So you bid eachother a goodnight, and you began your trek home once again, wondering if you'd ever actually see your purple masked savior again.

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All done 🌻 Anon! Sorry for the long wait, but I have so many requests it's, like, insane. You guys are gonna have a steady stream of content that's for sure!

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