#the fact that Leo DIDN’T drink after that

[hawkp]

That guy just dropping “yeah, you killed eleven civilians” onto Leo was absolutely vile.

#so fucked up #he really did that to my boy #the fact that Leo DIDN’T drink after that #wow #leo mcgarry #the west wing

[breadbrobin]

friendship bracelets

leo valdez x reader — heroes of olympus

[gn!child of demeter reader]

summary: friendship bracelets are a love language in themselves. it’s a shame leo can’t wear the ones you make him.

warnings: little bit of swearing, possibly ooc leo, fluff, food and eating, leo forgets to eat sometimes.

word count: 1.2k

(so i wrote a leo fic too uhhhh. anyway. i love him and i have always loved him and i will always love him, so here’s a lil gift from me to you and uhhh yeah enjoy!)

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you’d given leo two bracelets. one was at the wilderness school. it was flimsy and made of red and yellow beads, held together by an elastic tie you’d smuggled into the school. the second was after your first quest. you’d managed to get some leather straps and made a braided leather bracelet for him.

he thought you’d made them for your other friends too, but he soon found out that he was the only one to get a matching leather bracelet with you.

“i don’t have enough for everyone,” was your excuse as you hid your rolls of leather threads and straps under your pillow. “i wish i could.”

that was good enough for him.

he soon realised, though, that he couldn’t wear them.

the risk of them burning was far too high, and after he nearly melted the beaded one when he got too excited one day, he decided to stop wearing them.

they held pride of place on his bedside table though. they were right beside his three-day-old water glass and the shrivelled pot plant you’d given him that you swore he’d be able to keep alive.

“it’s a cactus, leo! you can’t kill a cactus.”

he killed the cactus. or, at least, he mostly killed the cactus. you’d even named it jeremiah in the hopes that it would make him remember to water it, but he’d known a jeremiah once and hated his guts, so it hadn’t really helped much.

so leo valdez was a plant-killing, bracelet ignoring bastard. what was new?

oh, nothing. just the fact that he was madly in love with you.

maybe it was the bracelets, or your insistence that he would be able to keep a little cactus alive, or your uncontrollable laughter as he showed you the wilted plant, or maybe even the way you used your influence over plants to heal the little cactus and bring it back to life.

whatever it was, he was totally screwed. so screwed, in fact, that he took to staring at the two bracelets on his table every night before going to sleep, wishing he could wear them to see the look on your face.

leo worked hard. he always did. once he got into something, he didn’t stop until it was finished. sometimes, that meant ignoring his body’s need for food and water.

you marched into bunker 9 with a bag in hand. “leo valdez!”

he looked up from his workbench. “what did i do? whatever it was, it wasn’t me. i swear.”

“yeah, you didn’t do anything. like eat! i didn’t see you at breakfast or lunch!” you sat on his workbench beside him and placed the bag down in front of his busy hands. “it’s three o’clock now, so i bought you food.”

“i really have to—“

“eat? yes, you do.”

“no, but—“

“and drink water? that too. there’s a water bottle in there.”

“y/n—“

“leo, if you don’t eat your food i’ll break your hands so you can’t work anymore and then i’ll spoon feed you chicken soup every day until your hands are better.”

he looked up at you, offended. “i hate chicken soup.”

you smiled and leaned forward. “i know. so eat your fucking food.”

he raised his hands in defeat. “okay, fine.” he set his tools down and opened the bag with a teasing roll of his eyes. “if it pleases you so.”

“it does, indeed.”

as he ate, you walked around the bunker as you did every time, your hands behind your back like you were at an art gallery. to you, it was a gallery. bunker 9 was like the inside of leo’s mind: chaotic, messy, always moving and changing, and covered in memories of you. there were polaroid pictures that you’d given him pinned to a cork board. the whiteboard beside it read: ‘meet y/n for campfire’. there was even a note you’d scrawled to him in Ancient Greek a few weeks ago: ‘don’t forget to eat, dumbass.’ Apparently, he hadn’t listened to that one.

you walked back over just as he finished his food. he made to hand the back bag to you, but you stopped him. “you didn’t get everything.”

he frowned and opened the bag again, looking inside. “what are you— oh!”

he reached in and pulled out a leather bracelet. it was similar to the one you’d made him before, but tidier. you’d clearly gotten better at making them. “it’s beautiful, but, y/n, you know i can’t—“

“you can’t wear them because you’ll burn them. i know. put it on.” you smiled knowingly.

he put it on warily. it was nice, and his heart fluttered a little at the gesture, but he still couldn’t wear it out of fear.

“now burn it.”

his eyes widened and his eyebrows raised. “what?”

“burn it.”

“i’m not gonna—“

“do you trust me?”

“sometimes, like when you tell me to burn your hard work, i don’t, no.”

you stepped forward and tightened the bracelet on his wrist. “leo. burn it. or i will.”

he frowned up at you. “you’re very scary today.”

“thank you,” you smiled, stepping back. “just trust me.”

he sighed and shook his head, but lit his hand and lower arm on fire, watching forlornly as the bracelet melted to nothing—hold on. he extinguished the fire. the bracelet was still there. “how did you—?”

“talked to lou ellen. there’s a spell on that one. i had to get her to do it as i made it, but it won’t burn. it’s magic.” you smiled proudly, rocking back and forth on your heels.

he looked at you in shock and stood up. “you made a fire resistant bracelet for me?”

you shrugged. “of course, i did. and look!” you extended your wrist to him, showing a matching one. “i made a better one for me too!”

he looked from your wrist to your face with his signature impish grin. “thought you didn’t have enough to make anymore.”

you shrugged. “maybe i underestimated myself.”

“maybe you did.”

for a moment, you just smiled at each other, and he thought he could have kissed you right there and maybe (just maybe) from the look on your face you wouldn’t push him away, but then you slipped your hand into his and pulled him to another work bench. his hand was still warm, as always. “now, tell me what this is, because i have no idea.”

so, as he explained how one of his many projects worked and you hung onto his every word and held his hand tightly, he couldn’t help but feel a little warmer than usual.

and maybe, when you left that afternoon, leaving him to continue his work, pressing a kiss to his cheek like you always did, he could summon the courage to pull you back in for a kiss on your lips, like he’d always wanted. and maybe your friendship bracelets would turn into something more.

but, even if they didn’t, he knew he’d fall asleep that night without staring at his bedside table. he’d stare at his wrist instead. and he’d never take that bracelet off. ever. not even if the gods themselves required him to.

#leo valdez #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez x you #percy jackson #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #heroes of olympus #pjo hoo toa #pjo x reader #hoo x reader

[bomber-grl]

Leo Valdez x Child of Dionysus 🍇 ₊˚⊹

Pairing(s): Leo Valdez x Gn! Reader

Never did Leo imagine that he’d get with a Dionysus kid 🚶‍♀️

You guys most likely met at a party at your cabin, which is a more than often occurrence

Even before the party at your cabin that really made you two interact, he always seen you around camp and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t feel a little attracted to you

A distinct memory of his was when he barely got to camp and was given the tour by Annabeth was when they passed the strawberry fields.

She had vaguely pointed it out and mentioned the non saytrs were children of Dionysus and moved along

But his eyes kept drifting back to you to the point where annabeth had to physically drag him but before doing so, she told him your name then sighed and moved along.

So imagine his surprise when he’s just eating breakfast at the pavilion and is invited to the party by not just any Dionysus kid , but you

You had ran up to him and acted as if you’d been friends since forever

You slung an arm around him and invited him and whoever he wanted to bring along, all you said was just to go to your cabin whenever

So he did, and surprisingly it was fun

He surprised he’s never been to a party hosted by you guys before

Plus it was a little disturbing how the harpies just completely ignored your over curfew partying

And underage drinking he’s just glad that he didn’t sleep there; trash was everywhere -

Anyway

After that party you guys just got closer and closer, mostly because of efforts on your part but he never minded

You’d go up to him and hang out while eating dinner and then get called back to your table by your dad

Your dad

That’s a whole other issue , Leo’s first impression of Mr D wasn’t exactly the best but let’s get back to the subject at hand

You’d even invite Leo to the strawberry fields to just hang out

Which what would he even do-?

This got you scolded by some passerby demigods on there way elsewhere

Which you completely didn’t care about and gave your snarkiest remark then turned back to him like nothing ever happened…🧍‍♀️

Situations like this became even more frequent and he started seeing why Dionysus kids got dirt for being so sassy…

It’s even worst since you remind him so much of those theatre wannabe kids that he used to go to school with except you actually know how to act and stuff

As a matter of fact, all your siblings have this thing about them

Some of you guys act a bit unhinged too which sometimes he can’t help but question

That opinion changes once you play a game of capture the flag or just go into battle.

He sees you use the lesser known aspect of your godly parent’s abilities

Your ability to be able to affect the sanity of others was honestly scary to see

Boy is he glad that he’s on your side..

What he thought would shock him, kinda sorta didn’t. The fact that the majority of your siblings are lazy, foul mouthed, prone to anger issues is what he thought you’d be and luckily, it isn’t your main personality trait

Going back to your dad, Mr. D…

It’s honestly just so painfully awkward 🧍‍♀️

Especially after you two got together with the help of your friends from the apollo and demeter friends

Which only ever happened because of your green thumb and your interest in theatrics

Well the reason it got so awkward was mainly when you’d invite him to sit at your table too

Despite being against the rules-

The two of you were enjoying your time while idly sitting then all of a sudden your two brother started pointing with their eyes behind you.

Then Mr.D cleared his throat and told you to send your little boyfriend back to his table before he made him

🧍‍♀️…

It’s so bad especially when you decided to sneak Leo into your cabin since you have fewer siblings than him

He stayed the night and luckily your siblings gave you some privacy

The two of you admittedly cuddled the whole time and it would sorta get awkward when they’d tell you to shut up and you’d retort back

Well this became sorta a habit until you walked Leo into your cabin and mr d in all his glory was there

It was literally just the two of you 🧍‍♀️

Mr d just turned to Leo and told him to walk away and maybe he wouldn’t snitch, maybe throw in a wine bottle?-

Let’s be real, people sleeping in each others cabins is probs the norm

Well after Leo and mr d left you turned to your siblings and they all said they didn’t snitch

Which, who even knows if they’re telling the truth 🚶‍♀️

Anyway, because of how unhinged or wild Dionysus kids are known to be you and Leo aren’t exactly a surprising match

I mean, most times you’re just joking and teasing with the other

It’s even gotten to the point where when one of you isn’t with the other people literally ask where your “other half” is

It’s honestly rlly cute but definitely shocked u the first time u heard it

The first time mr. D caught u sneaking Leo in wasn’t the first instance, in fact it was the first of many

In fact, you and Leo decided to walk along the lake. It wasn’t night time yet, the sun was just setting

You really don’t even know how it happened but next thing you knew the two had kissed

At this point the two of you had made it near the big house so of course people would see you

But what you didn’t expect was for me d to call out and tell you guys to do that elsewhere.

I mean atleast he didn’t tattle

Until you and Leo wake up the next morning and are put to cleaning duty as punishment.

#gn reader #male reader #female reader #fanfic #fluff #fanfic fluff #fluff headcanons #leo valdez x male reader #leo valdez fluff #leo valdez pjo #leo valdez x reader #pjo leo #hoo leo #Leo #leo valdez #pjo x reader #pjo fanfic #pjo fanfiction #pjo fandom #pjo series #pjo #rick riordan #riordan universe #riordanverse #bad boy supreme

[waitingonher]

h.o.o. characters & their icks

characters: percy jackson, annabeth chase, jason grace, piper mclean, leo valdez, frank zhang, & hazel levesque

content warning: slight cursing

word count: 853

author's note: idk if some of these are necessarily icks? but 😆

percy jackson

percy thinks he’s sooooo cool for growing up in nyc 😒😒

he’d say some new york specific lingo and would be all like “oh hah sorry, i forgot you aren’t from new york.” 

it is not that serious percy. 

somehow he always finds ways to relate things back to new york. you could be talking about a weird homeless person outside a convenience store, and he’d be like “well i’ve seen worse in new york.” 

percy lost his metrocard one time, but you guys needed to take the subway somewhere so he tried to act so nonchalant about hopping over the turnstiles. 

“oh yeah, i do it all the time. i’m basically a pro.” 

then, he went to jump over it only for his foot to get caught. he face planted onto the floor. when percy got up, he tried to act like he didn’t care, but you could see the embarrassment in his eyes. 

not his best moment! 

annabeth chase

in her own way, annabeth lowkey mansplains a lot 😭😭

she doesn’t mean to, but whenever she explains certain concepts or ideas, she comes off as super condescending. 

it could be the most niche subject ever, and she’d be peeved when you don’t know anything about it. i’m sorry i don’t know shit about a random philosopher who died hundreds of years ago 😒 

(i’d let annabeth mansplain to me any day of the year) 

jason grace

if no one orders for him, jason’s go-to are chicken tenders and fries. it’s not that he’s picky, it’s just that he’s so accustomed to ordering it, that he simply forgets he can order other things.

it’s as if his eyes just ignore everything else on the menu and only look for chicken tenders and fries. like, it’s okay to eat something other than that… 😕

when he orders at restaurants, the waiter always gives him the strangest looks. because why is a 6’0 athletic-looking teenager in here ordering chicken tenders off the kids menu. 

speaking of kids menus, jason treats the little activities on them so, so seriously. not to say that the activities aren’t fun, but he’s oddly obsessed over them. he gets genuinely upset when food or drink splatters gets on it because he likes taking them home?? jason please tell us why these little word searches and connect-the-dots matters so much to you. 

piper mclean

piper always claims that animals love her. (they do not) 

whenever she encounters wildlife, she’d start calling it over just for it to run away from her. “oh no, i think you scared it off” is her excuse 90% of the times. 

i know for a fact it wasn’t me. it was definitely you and your bad excuse for a squirrel call. 

she’s also convinced she can charmspeak animals too. last time she tried, the cat ended up smacking her across the face. 

when will piper learn 💔

leo valdez 

to all the leo lovers out there…i’m sorry to say that he’d have that little mustache after he drinks anything. he’s always rocking that milk mustache!!

after a long day of working in bunker 9, you’ll see him walking around camp with a bright red stain above his lip. you won’t even have to ask him to know that he was drinking fruit punch gatorade.

leo even gets that little stache with water?? it’s not as prevalent, but it’s definitely there. if he’s under the right lighting, you can see his top lip just glistening. 

you always have to remind him to wipe his mouth after taking a sip of anything. but it’s just as worse when he wipes his mouth because he uses the back of his hand or his sleeve…

if you go through his closet, there’s a high chance that you’ll find some of his shirts with different colored stains at the bottom of the sleeves. someone get leo some napkins please! 

frank zhang

whenever frank wears flipflops, his toes always hang over the edge of them. the worst part is that he really does not see an issue with it. he thinks it’s fine because “it’s just loungewear.” 

yes it may just be loungewear, but i promise you that no one wants to see your toes hanging out like that.

even if someone buys him a bigger size, he’d still find a way to have his toes over the edge. 

at this point, everyone just thinks that frank finds it comfortable so they don’t say anything anymore.

hazel levesque

hazel’s the type to enter those random instagram giveaways… 

she’d tag you in the comments and would text you asking you if you could follow the account and tag five people too. 

please hazel, you’re not gonna win that $300 amazon giftcard or that new laptop. give it up!! 

somehow she finds so many different giveaways?? you’re always tagged at least once a week. it’s gotten to the point where she’s entered so many giveaways, that people start recognizing her username. they feel genuine pity for her because why is @horselover1217 entering a giveaway for the third time this week.

#percy jackson #annabeth chase #jason grace #piper mclean #leo valdez #frank zhang #hazel levesque #heroes of olympus x reader #heroes of olympus #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson and the olympians

[aealzx]

By the time Raphael reached Don at the main computer the alarm had already glitched out several more times. To the point that Don had disabled the sound aspect and just had the reports  populating on screen. He’d barely started pulling up various live camera feeds when Raphael leaned on the back of his chair. “So what’s the noise about?”

Giving a huff of amusement, Don tapped through the points that were triggered. “You know I’m not that fast, Raph,” he chastised, still analyzing what he was looking into.

“My bad. I meant, ‘what have you found so far’?” Raphael snorted, having forgotten Don could be slightly too literal sometimes. “Do Leo and I need to go on a patrol?”

“Leo’s not going anywhere for at least another five hours,” Don declined quickly. “Just because he got an antidote doesn’t mean his lungs are miraculously healed. Same with the other two.”

Raphael gave a small snort at the eye roll Don gave to emphasize his point, but reigned his words in for a moment. He wanted something to act on, and it was hard when there wasn’t anything yet. “Fair enough.”

Giving a moment of silence to see if Raphael wanted to say anything else, Don started vocalizing what he was finding. “Something is triggering our perimeter alarms. But there’s nothing showing on the camera feeds, and the points being tripped are…. Inconsistent,” he explained, touching a few parts of the screen to bring up a map of which perimeter locations had been notified. It was something Raphael could understand easily enough when it came to reading it. But what he saw definitely explained Don’s confusion. The map almost looked like someone had just thrown a bunch of red dots on it randomly. Or, near randomly. Looking at the timestamps and locations of the alarms, Raphael frowned. “... Is it just me, or is it getting closer?”

Don didn’t vocally answer, but he didn’t have to. Not when the alarm message displayed on the screen changed from ‘perimeter breach’ to ‘intruder detected’, flagging Raphael’s room first. With only a glance at each other, two more messages popping up for different rooms in their lair, Don and Raphael grabbed their weapons.

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The bubbling of broth in the pot Mikey currently had on the stove was accompanied by him humming random songs. Leo had already checked in on him, so he was content to know that all of the medical treatment was at least almost complete. Now he just needed to finish cooking so they could have a warm meal to unwind with. It was a habit he’d picked up years ago. He wasn’t much help with medical knowledge, so after getting sick of being the one stuck doing nothing he’d started cooking for everyone after missions. Provided he wasn’t the one that was injured of course. Today’s choice was a thick chicken stew, with plenty of beans and other vegetables. Leo had mentioned the new Donnie’s main ailment was blood loss, so Don wanted something high in iron, with orange juice as a drink. They weren’t sure when Donnie would wake up, so it was best to have it ready, even if they had to warm it up later.

His current task was the reason Mikey hadn’t moved from the kitchen even after the broken alarms had gone off. They had only been cautionary alarms, so he had deemed it acceptable to focus on finishing the food. And yet it seemed someone wanted to stare at him without announcing themselves. That slight prickle at the back of his neck that caused Mikey to pause, turning to look up where he thought the new presence was. The fact they were in the ceiling, and the quick sight of blue made Mikey briefly think it was Leo pulling a weird prank on him under the guide of training. But the eyes were distinctly not warm chocolate brown, and were also accented by curved red markings. Mikey knew they both knew each other knew they were both there, but he didn’t have anything to say before Don’s voice came over their intercom.

“We might have an intruder. Location unknown. Keep a lookout.”

“...Huh,” Mikey voiced, continuing to stare at the newcomer. He barely had time to connect the dots between them being there, and Don’s announcement before his instincts caused him to dodge towards the door with a yelp, silver blades swiping through the air where he’d been. Looks like the intruder decided to give up hiding. “Hey guys, I found the intru-EYAH!!” Mikey started to call out, cutting off with a startled shriek and darting into the main room when the figure came at him again.

“MIKEY!” Raphael’s responding yell was louder than usual in reaction to Mikey’s panicked scream. Darting towards the kitchen, Raphael caught sight of Mikey attempting to use the ladle he had to block an incoming attack, only to have the utensil sliced in half.

“HEY! That was my favorite- EEP!” Mikey protested, ducking his head while covering it with his hands, then swinging a lazy kick towards the intruder. His attack was definitely half hearted, but that didn’t prevent him from being shocked when he hit nothing but air. The intruder had just been in front of him as Raphael reached them, but in a blink he was gone in a haze of blue energy that fizzled out in less than a second. It was only after Raphael let out a startled noise, and the clang of blade hitting sai resounded that Mikey realized what happened. “Guys I know how he got in!” Mikey blurted, half keeping an eye on the others and half looking for a proper weapon.

“He teleports!?” Raphael sputtered, his own attack whisking through completely vacant air. Chasing his surroundings with his eyes, Raphael opened his mouth to warn Mikey as he caught sight of the intruder apparating behind him. It was too late, but at least Mikey was able to turn and block the kick with his forearms instead of taking it to his shell. He still got knocked back slightly, and the intruder vanished once more.

“That explains the glitching security,” Don realized, taking his own turn to block a series of slashes from dual swords. This newcomer was fast, but with Don’s skill level he was able to keep up with the exchange, the blades thumping into the reinforced wood. It should have been easy for Don, but there was something unrefined about the newcomer’s fighting style that added a strain of unpredictability to his moves. Especially when a flicker of blue light came from underneath Don, and his feet immediately lost the ground they were on to sink into the newly appeared blue disc.

“DON!” Raphael sprang forward on instinct, crashing into Don midair and sending them tumbling for a moment before they both twisted to their feet.

The intruder was once again in a different location, back to Mikey. “Don’t get caught by those! I don’t know where they lead to.” Don warned, extremely grateful Raphael had saved him from a first hand experience to find out.

“This is- SO COOL- but also- AHH!” Mikey sputtered between blocking more blows. An upward swipe smacking the hand holding the sword off course, foot sliding back as he turned slightly to get in the way of the intruder getting behind him, stepping forward and raising a hand to block an incoming kick towards his head before the intruder disappeared again and an abrupt slash came towards Mikey’s skull.

A lunge forward from Raphael to try and grab the intruder only earned him empty air, and a swift kick to the back, causing him to stumble forward into Mikey. Giving a slight growl, Raphael whirled around, fists ready. “Rrrgh! Enough tricks! Come fight me face to face!” he belted, sick of the popping in and out of sight the newcomer was doing.

Don wasn’t sure what in the last few seconds had triggered the change, but the next attack towards him was notably different. A faltering course forced into a last second adjustment, and backed up by a sudden increase in force. It was alarming, but also concerning in a different way. There wasn’t venom behind the attacks. Just…fear? It was hard to get any words out around the new barrage of borderline frantic attacks. Was the kid panicking? The shifts in location had increased in frequency to all of them, to the point none of them could get any words out around their focus on reacting to the attacks. It felt like a stalemate, but only because the three of them were holding back. They didn’t think this was an actual enemy. More just a misunderstanding. But it was hard to get a good look at the newcomer when they were always moving.

The battle ended up shifting when Leo joined them, launching from the infirmary stairs and almost crashing into the intruder if it weren’t for them disappearing milliseconds before. “You picked the wrong home!” Leo shouted, skidding on the tile in a crouch next to Mikey.

Unexpectedly, the response to Leo was a sudden stretch of silence in place of where they had come to expect the intruder showing up in someone’s blindspot. After a brief consideration that the intruder was elsewhere in the lair, a ring of blue swirled into a diagonal disc above them. But instead of a figure appearing from it Don’s eyes snapped wide as a familiar chemical storage cabinet came hurtling towards them.

“MOVE!” Don snapped, hurling himself towards Mikey to get them both out of the way, being relieved to see his brothers also fling themselves to the side, and covering his and Mikey’s heads with a hand. Only now did he remember that one of the recorded breach points was their chemical storage room. A fact that was emphasized by the crashing containers inside the large cabinet causing materials to mix violently with each other, crackling into a small explosion that made their ears ring. All Don could think was ‘What a waste of materials’ as well as ‘That cabinet had been bolted to the wall with five centimeter thick screws!’ as he waited for the reactions to stop.

“Anyone hurt?” Leo called out as soon as the deafening silence that followed explosions fell over them.

“Mikey and I are fine,” Don called back, removing his hand from Mikey’s head so they could both push themselves to their feet.

“...Where’s the other guy?” Mikey voiced, flinching and flicking his eyes all over to see if he could see where the intruder went.

“Raph?” Leo’s call came after a second of not hearing from their remaining brother.

Raphael would have responded, but he’d ended up in a minor situation. As soon as he’d tried to get back to his feet after the danger had passed his own sai was being stabbed through the soft section of the tactical armor on his calf, wedged expertly into the ground to secure his leg. Then the opposite arm was yanked behind him and hooked behind the intruder’s knee as they leaned their body weight into him, attempting to pin him. They honestly didn’t weigh much, and it would have taken little effort for Raphael to shove them off. But the cold sting of metal tapping against his throat caused him to freeze, more from curiosity than fear. Huh. This was an interesting move. At least the kid had stopped jumping through the air.

When the others didn’t get a response from him Raphael saw them skurry around the pile of fresh debris to the side he was on, only to skid to a stop when they realized why he hadn’t answered them. A small gasp escaped Don as he froze where he was, and Leo gave a small snarl as he shifted to a defensive stance.

“Dude! Not cool!” Mikey guaffed, quickly checking his options.

“...Let him go…,” Leo hissed, his entire form tense, sliding his foot forward slightly in warning.

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It was tough to decide if I should hide the pick below since it's kind of spoiler for the end. But then I just decided to keep the same format as the others. It's semi eye catching anyway

Also I'm fully aware that Leon is too small for that hold to be effective against Raphael. |D It was deliberate.

Fun fact: I had 2 scenes (more than 2 posts worth) written way back when I scribbled the first picture for this story. This one, and Donnie blowing stuff up earlier were both of them. But I did have to rewrite almost everything to fit the rest of the story X'D oh well.

#my art #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt 2003 #cross dimension kidnapping #03 raph #rise leo #writing #long post

[annymation]

Fun facts about “Kingdom of Wishes” characters

I’m bored, so have some random facts about the characters from my wish rewrite!

Random picture just cause I like to have eye catching pics as “thumbnails” for my blogs and also I can totally see my version of Asha making this pose.

Anyway, if you haven’t read my Kingdom of Wishes- A Wish Rewrite then this post might not make much sense, feel free to read it anyway though, there’s no spoilers.

On to the fun facts!

Asha✨

Asha sometimes sits hunched over when she's drawing. Her friends constantly have to remind her to keep her back straight otherwise she'll get a bad posture.

After Simon gave away his wish and became… Well, sleepy, she had to become the voice of reason in their group, the big sister in a way, since she was now the eldest. She wasn’t that good at leading before though so she left most of it to Dahlia.

Asha's favorite color is purple, obviously, and she dresses in purple for her birthday, however, her second favorite color that she also wears often is orange.

She's not very good interacting with kids, believe it or not, of course she likes kids, but she has a hard time knowing how to play with them.

Asha did meet the king in person ONCE before her 18th birthday… I’ll leave it at that.

Aster 💫

Aster is canonically the star Lacaille 8760

Picked this one because it looks like he’s boxed up in the middle of other brighter stars that make up the Microscope constellation, and yeah there is a microscope constellation and it’s straight up just a square. He’s one of the nearest stars to the Sun, at about 12.9 light-years' distance, however his light is so faint it’s almost impossible to see with the naked eye.

2. Aster’s eyes can see what people desire, more clearly if he holds the person’s hand, like an empath, but even without touching the person he can see what they want, but only if he focus, and the way he sees it is like words surrounding the person.

3. I said this once in a ask but I’ll say it again, I see Aster and Rapunzel’s powers as connected, not that all Disney movies are connected with KOW, but Tangled at least is pretty close. So, Rapunzel got her powers from a sun drop, right? Well, the sun is a star, we can assume she has star powers. My point is that if Aster was to sing the Rapunzel’s healing song they’d glow and heal any injured person around, and make the elderly younger, Magnifico sure didn’t know that though because if he did he’d just do what Gothel did and lock Aster up.

4. Aster could hear Asha reading stories with Sabino every night, and that’s one of the many ways they became interested in human culture.

5. Aster often annoyed some stars by complaining that their constellations didn’t look like what humans called them as, like the Cetus constellation doesn’t look like a sea monster, or the Leo constellation didn’t look like a lion, even though the stars had no control over how humans saw them as and they couldn’t change their positions in the sky.

Magnifico 🫧

Magnifico could look younger if he drank his wife's rejuvenating potions, but they taste horrible and every time she drinks them (Twice a year) she screams in agony like her insides are burning, only to then turn to him with a smile and ask "Want some, my love?" and he just replies with "... Thanks dear, but I think I'll stick with my skincare routine."

Most of his "passionate king" persona he got from copying his brother's mannerisms, after all, his father always said he should be more like his little brother.

He kinda hates that little hair strand coming out on his forehead, but no matter how much hair gel he applies on it, the hair strand always comes back... Also his brother had an identical one.

Kings and queens in Rosas usually don't wear crowns, as the culture is for them to feel close to the people, not above them. However, Magnifico gifted Amaya with a tiara, that has a red garnet on her forehead, red garnets are associated with love, passion, and desire, but it has also been known to represent other things such as courage, strength, and protection. Basically he gave her a lucky charm. He also gave her the sash with the drawing of a moon she wears on her waist, it used to be his when he was a prince.

I can’t for the life of me decide which one of these Magnifico would wear to sleep:

I can see him wearing either of them. Same for Amaya.

Amaya 👑

1.Amaya pretty much had to teach Magnifico how to be a likable figure. I implied it a little bit in the story with Magnifico saying stuff like “Well, I did have the best teacher” to Amaya after he made a little acting scene on chapter “When Blue Turns Green”. Point is, before meeting her Magnus was pretty much an antisocial, reclusive prince that avoided even being seen in public. For him to become the larger than life, enthusiastic king we know in the story he and Amaya had to practice his social skills a lot, think of it like Belle teaching the Beast proper manners, Amaya changed him… But for the worst.

2.Like I explained on her backstory, Amaya is from Greece, and she committed some very serious crimes over there. So every time Rosas receives visitors from Greece Amaya puts on the hood of her cloak over her head during the wish ceremonies. It’s kinda funny, any other wish ceremony she looks normal, but whenever Greek people are around she goes:

3.I imagine some fun shenanigans must have happened over the years with Amaya’s potions going wrong, like she tests it on a rat and it turns into a giant rat running around the castle, or she mislabels the potions and drinks one that turns her into a worm 🐛 so Magnifico gotta prove he’d love her even if she was a worn and turn her back to normal.

4.Amaya is kinda like the moon in this story, because the moon doesn’t shine every night, in some phases the moon is barely visible, just like how Amaya is most of the time more in the background while Magnifico shines like the sun, but, when it IS her time to shine, just like a full moon, she outshines Magnifico himself.

5.She likes to feel comfy, she often walks around the castle with no shoes on most of the time but no one can tell because of her long dress.

Aaaand that’s all I got, hope you guys like this additional content, might inspire some fun asks hehe 😜

Thank You For Reading!

#wish rewrite #wish reimagined #kingdom of wishes #disney wish #wish 2023 #disney #wish movie #wish #wish disney #wish star

[v3nusxsky]

Mommy knows

*Authors note~ long time no see people! This is definitely inspired by the last week of so of my life, and I thought this would be the perfect fic to get me back into posting for y’all again. Apologies to the anon for adding things they didn’t specifically mention. Come along for the tornado of emotions with me and enjoy the ride*

Trigger warnings~ mommy dom (LW) subby (L) pinning love sick Lesso, distance, phone sex? Sexting, slightly bratty Leo degrading praise slight angst? Hints of age regression easily skipped over

Prompt~see ask^^^^

The Dean of Evil could never have anticipated she’d be in this state right now, after all the clue was in her title. Evil. Yet right now she couldn’t look the furthest thing from evil even if she tried. In fact, one could say that the salty tear drops caressing her pale cheeks, the almost childish way she’d clutched on the blanket wrapped around herself as she tried to make herself look smaller and the intricate tangles of her fiery curls made her look quite pathetic actually. Weak she’d argue. But there’s nothing weak at falling to the curse of love sickness.

Larissa left for Nevermore 10 short hours ago, and Leonora was missing her lover terribly, so terribly that eating, sleeping, showering and drinking were all things that made her feel physically Ill. The pillows still smelt like her blonde lover, the blanket she was snuggled up in being a poor attempt to mimic the blondes arms, all meant leaving this bed was not happening. Perhaps if she stayed in bed Larissa would strut into the room like she had the previous weeks before. Droplets of water falling from her enchanting locks of hair, towel snuggly tied just above her milky white breasts that Leonora adored so much. The towel of course just kissed the tops of Larissa’s thighs due to her height, something Leo found herself missing. She was jealous of how the towel would be close to Larissa (instead of her) which of course would have had the blonde woman chuckling before joining Lesso on the bed.

Memories seemed to plague the red head, her phone holding photos and videos of their time together only seemed to make her crave her girlfriend more. If one thing Leonora was sure of, it was that distance from Larissa Weems was something she hated entirely. Watching the blonde leave as they both sobbed was now ingrained inside her mind, a constant reminder of much fun they’d had together, that had now ended. Of course both women knew it would end, school semesters were approaching and Nevermore wouldn’t run without it’s amazingly devoted principal weems, and of course it was Lesso’s job to help create a balance between good and evil this year. But now, three days before the semester is due to start, lesso can’t find it in her to care, so what do good wins again? If she has her Isa then that’s all that counts.

Arriving back at Nevermore was bittersweet for sure. On one hand the blonde was glad to be home but on the other she’d left her heart back at the school for evil. Now wandering the halls of Nevermore she felt numb. Alone. Numb. Lost. A shell of her former self before her holiday trip. Much like her lover, nothing felt right anymore, she found herself looking for Leo, to be waiting for the next bratty comment so she could swiftly put her sweet girl back in her place. But it never came, because she was alone.

Larissa had warned two close friends of hers she would be in need of assistance upon her arrival, Marilyn and Mortica Addams seemed to have forgotten that as they were no where to be seen. All staff had to be back at the grounds today to prep for the students arrival within the next 48 hours. So it hurt to feel so alone even though she knew people who were meant to care were around. What hurt Larissa most was to see both her friends happily chatting away in the halls while she could hardly keep herself upright due to the ache in her heart. If only Leonora was here, then she wouldn’t be alone at all. Perhaps that’s why Larissa made her way to her office and locked herself away from the world. Who wants to see love and joy when they’ve had there’s taken away by a long distance.

Texting and calling felt wrong now. How can something that had been a life line before, feel so empty and wrong now? It should’ve been like going back to normal but instead it felt new and well odd. Things didn’t change, Larissa still reminded her dove to eat, drink and to try not to kill anyone every day, just like she had every day since they took this step together. And sometimes Lesso would listen, but only sometimes. Yet both women could feel the ache the presence of their other half had left. This well and truly sucks.

Eventually, life got back into the swing of things, both women being overloaded with work meant there wasn’t much time to overthink the ache in their chests. But Larissa had noticed a few things, as busy as Wednesday Addams had her, she could never not notice her Doves needs. See Larissa often knew then before Leonora did. It had been weeks since the last bratty smart mouthed comment, weeks since she’d seen Leo let her guard down and slip out of the dean head space. So it would’ve been weeks of headaches and built up emotions that the red head was locking away from the world, herself, and her mommy. And that just wouldn’t do, so naturally the blonde found the needed solution.

Lesso could not sleep. She’d been trying for hours now. The problem? She wanted Larissa. Well mommy, but now wasn’t the time for those thoughts, no matter how much she craved her mommy’s touch or her ability to always know just what to do. Yet for hours all she could do is think and crave and battle this problem. A dull vibration caught her attention, immediately she knew just who caused it.

“Dove, why aren’t you sleeping? It’s much to late for my sweet girl to be up”

Damn it! How did she always know when lesso broke a rule. Immediately a quick smart response was sent on its way, and this continued back and forth.

“I don’t want to. And I’m not sweet”

“But you are my darling girl, and you need to sleep sweetheart, you promised to look after yourself until I can come home to do so”

“I don’t care anymore. You can’t make me”

“Oh but I can Dove, don’t be a brat and listen to mommy”

“Fuck you”

The bubbles popped up and disappeared a few times as the red head was sat worrying her bottom lip waiting for the response that never came, instead the shrill ringing sound filled the room instead. Fuck. Taking a quick breath she hit answer.

“Care to repeat that dove?” She growled out causing the red head ti shake her head negative before remembering that Larissa couldn’t see her. “Leonora, do not make me repeat myself” quickly followed her silence.

“No mommy, I- I didn’t” she stuttered now only realising her mistake of letting her temper flare.

“You didn’t what baby? You didn’t mean to be a brat? You didn’t mean to get my attention in the wrong way because you can’t use your big girl words? Or you didn’t mean to hurt mommy? Which one is it my darling?” By the tone she could tell her mommy wasn’t happy and that made the guilt start to bubble in the lower part of her stomach.

“Last one, I’m sorry” was whimpered into the phone as her eyes glassed over with a sheen of unshed tears. Truly, she didn’t want to hurt her lover’s feelings but the emotions had built insanely high and craved release in the way only she could provide.

“Oh so you aren’t sorry for being a bratty dove? Hmm? That just won’t do now will it?” The sentence itself looking like a question but deep down the redhead knew the implied meaning just by the sheer tone of voice.

“No mommy, I’m sorry I’ll try to be good! Just miss you really bad” Leonora whimpered into the phone, not sure what she wanted other than to go back and be Larissa’s good dove. The tell tell beeps of the phone hanging up was enough to shock Leonora back to reality. She’d really been hung up on…

But she wasn’t alone with her thoughts for long, pictures and messages filled her phone, her mommy show casing everything Leonora could have had. Every picture and every dirty text message detailed how Larissa wanted to play with her slutty toy but was a solid reminder of just what she’d lost.

“Mommy! Please I’m sorry I’ll be good I’m sorry mommy” the redhead begged after attempting to call her girlfriend back only to be ignored, she knew just what Larissa Weems would be doing, her own private quarters had mirrors everywhere, the angles were perfect and lesso knew how heavenly her whines and mewls of pure pleasure sounded like, this wasn’t fair at all.

An hour. 60 whole minutes. That’s how long the torture of begging and being ignored or denied went on. It was safe to say lesso was going insane until Larissa finally answered her call, out of breath with her signature teasing tone that was just for Leonora. “Poor baby, did you need mommy? Poor little whore of mine wanted mommy to let her see hmm?”

Tears started to fall as her need to be corrected, loved and comforted back to one piece again rose to the fore front of her mind. “I’m sorry mommy. Please help me I’m sorry I needed that, I’ll be good now I promise let me be good for you.” With a quick click of the button the phone call became a video call. Larissa being as naked as the day she was born, a beautiful flush covering her pale body due to her previous activity. “Be a doll for me then and get mommy’s favourite toys for you to use on yourself” she instructed as lesso scrambled off the bed to do so, “but crawl pup! Show me what a pretty bitch you can be for me.”

Stings of humiliation was soon covered by pride as Larissa groaned at the sight of the strong put together woman on her knees because Larissa demanded it, she’d made her lover feel good and that never failed to encourage the dean. Perhaps that’s how she ended up with the special dildo that Larissa had gifted her for Christmas magically thrusting in and out of her needy cunt. Her magical ability being used to mark up her pretty thighs at Larissa’s demand. All while Larissa murmured the most filthy words possible to her bratty girl.

“Mommy! Hurts! Please wanna cum” the poor woman squeezed while trying to squirm away from the magical toy. She knew the rules and would do near enough anything to follow them. Having her mommy’s attention now, she most definitely didn’t want to lose that. “Poor baby, is mommy hurting you?” The faux concern drew a whimper from Lesso, “no I can’t be, look at how you’re soaking my thick dick with your slutty juices sweet girl, look at your pretty cunt for me.” On instinct both pairs of eyes focused on Leonora’s sex soaked core.

“Good pup for me aren’t you dove? My good girl? Such a perfect slut for me. Mine. You’re mine Leonora, say it” Larissa almost growled causing the dean to fall into submission. “Yes mommy’s. I’m mommy’s please please please!” By now all she knew was Larissa. This sweet torture finally breaking down her walls, all the heartache, the fear, the sadness and the loneliness was gone and replaced with Larissa. This, them making each other feel good, would always be right. “That’s all my sweet baby needed hm? You needed mommy to break you down huh? My good little pup, let go darling, cum for me my love” was all the permission she needed as her inner walls milked the faux cock for all it was worth and Larissa’s praised flew around her brain, creating the beauty of sub space.

Sub space was one of Leonora’s favourite headspace’s for sure, she was safe,content, loved and well fucked. Normally Larissa would be met with a dopey smirk and soft lingering touches as her girlfriend cling to her body. Not having this safety blanket was what caused the red head to start sobbing as she came back to reality. “Oh my darling girl, what’s wrong Leo? What can I do sweet girl? What can mommy do?” Larissa coed down the phone hoping to somehow help. Truly seeing Leonora so upset was devastating. “Want you” was gasped out as the tears now consumed her body and breathing was a struggle, “please” she whimpered so quietly, sounding absolutely heartbroken. “I know sweet girl, I’ll be back soon my love, you must talk to me darling, don’t keep this all bottled up inside. I miss you terribly too Leo. Much more than I have missed anyone before. I love you my sweet little dove.”

They say time heals all wounds, but this time all time did was provide a simple bandaid, simply holding the hearts together until they could be back in one piece. A temporary solution to a temporary problem. Naturally this situation occurred more than a few times while both women had to be apart, and it soon became more normal but odd at the same time. But every day was that one day closer to being able to hold each other again. To be home.

Word count~ 2376

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[oleander-nin]

A/N, not important: So y'all picked Friday. Hopefully this won't last too long, I just need some time to get my act together. Any criticism is welcome, constructive or not. This is supposed to be a gender neutral reader, so if I screwed up somewhere, please tell me.

-Ollie

Tw: sick mentions, dark themes, yandere, assumed kidnapping, medicine

Words: 1052

Summary: Yandere Rottmnt when you're sick

Mikey:

The moment he realizes you’re sick, he completely 180’s and gets the most caring he can. He makes you homemade soup, fluffs up your pillows, and just tries to make you as comfortable as possible.

He knows how much being sick sucks, and as his darling, he just has to make sure you’re not in too much pain.

Makes your favorite soups and keeps a full glass of cold water by you at all times. He doesn’t want you to need something and not have it.

Will not leave your side until you’re better.

Despite you being sick, he still clings onto you. He even does it more than usual. Because of his superior immune system(due to him being a war machine and living in the sewers his whole life), Mikey isn’t worried about getting sick himself.

This leads to him cuddling you even more than before. He doesn’t want to leave you alone for even a second.

Gets super grumpy if you don’t let him take care of you. This is how he’s being helpful. He knows what to do, so he doesn’t understand why you’re being so stubborn.

Refuses to let you do anything. He practically becomes your personal servant, if not for the fact you didn’t ask for any of this.

He gets really upset when you try to deny him anything. He’s just helping you, why can’t you be more grateful.

Donnie:

He noticed the second your temperature rose. As soon as you showed the smallest symptom, he immediately went into doctor mode. 

He figures out exactly what’s wrong with you. He made sure to get you your immunizations and shots when he took you, and you aren’t exposed to many pathogens or viruses while in the sterile and clean lab, so he gets really frustrated.

Even more so if the cause was because you weren’t eating or sleeping like his schedule demanded.

Donnie keeps an eye on you the entire time. He doesn’t want you to get worse.

Robs a pharmacy to get you prescription medicine if you need it. He has no problem forcing you to take it either.

Moves his work to his laptop in his room instead of being in his lab. He wants to be near you in case you need him.

Gets frustrated when you’re too stubborn to let him help. He’s not beyond strapping you down to make you eat or drink. He wants you to get better so he can go back to ‘normal’. He doesn’t like not being able to keep you by his side in the lab.

Pays more attention to you. He doesn’t let you out of his sight. Despite his ‘bad boy image’, he’s really worried. Especially since he most likely could have prevented this in some way. He’ll just be more stern next time.

Raph:

Gets really worried. He has never dealt with a human being sick before, and you’re his human, which makes it worse. You’re his responsibility, his lover. You being sick just makes him worried.

Is constantly checking with Donnie and Leo to make sure he’s doing things right by you. He won’t let them see you, of course, but he does get advice. He wants to take care of you himself.

Pretty much treats you as if you’re dying. You’re weak and fragile, this just proves it. He can’t let you try and heal without his help, you’d just shrivel up. But not on Raph’s watch.

He’s constantly bringing you your medicine. He gets upset if you don’t take it. He tries to play nice for a while, but then gives up and forces you. He can’t have you getting worse after all.

Panics at every cough and sneeze. He knows it’s something simple, but he’s still worried he might do something wrong that causes you to get worse. He couldn’t bear it if something happened to you and it was his fault.

Keeps close to you. For once, he ignores patrol and most training. He only does bicep curls in his room since he refuses to leave your side.

Gets mad at his brothers if they bother you, either on accident or on purpose. Makes his brothers text him if they need him since he doesn’t want you to wake up. Raph yells at them if they mess up. He’s stressed and fed up with them not respecting your rest.

Pretends the reason you’re fighting him is because you’re sick and not because you don’t want him around you.

Leo:

Is ecstatic now that you have to rely on him even more. You’re sick. It hurts to move, and you feel really bad. It’s the perfect opportunity for Leo to dote on you with minimal backlash.

He knows pretty quickly what’s wrong and gets the appropriate medicine. As much as he enjoys your reliance, he doesn’t want you to be sick forever. He is still worried after all. He’s just not too scared.

You have him to take care of you after all! There’s nothing to fear.

Acts very sickeningly sweet the entire time. He pretends all of your complaints are just you being delirious from the fever, or you headache messing with your thoughts.

If it persists…. He can always deal with it when you’re not in such a fragile state.

Makes you food himself. He can make pretty good soups and stews, plus, he would despise having Mikey technically be assisting. It’s his job to take care of you, and he will even if it kills him. Or some random passerby.

Actually keeps you decently comfortable. Despite being obnoxious and slightly scary the entire time, he knows what he’s doing. Your legs are propped up and a movie is almost always playing. He even lets you choose what’s playing sometimes.

Absolutely treats you like you’re unable to function. He won’t let you leave the bed unless for the bathroom. He likes babying you during this. It makes him feel more in control.

He almost makes it like a game. The more you protest the way he treats you, the worse he gets. He goes from baby talking to hourly cuddles to ‘keep morale high’.

He doesn’t care how far he has to go. He knows you’ll get better. Might as well enjoy it while it lasts.

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[tmntxthings]

Hey I just finished all the love potion ones and I wanted to know if you could do a Casey Jones one specificly Casey jr

A Witch’s Kitchen

author’s notes: so, in my humble opinion, casey rlly didn’t have that much screen time for the movie, so i don’t know his personality that well which is why this took me awhile! hope i did casey justice (＞人＜)

warnings: crack? fluff? yes to all

> part two <

> leo’s < > donnie’s < > raph’s < > mikey’s <

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“Casey, that’s not-“ You sighed as he went ahead and didn’t listen to you. “-soda.” you grumble the last word. Going back to scroll on your phone. “What was that Y/n?” He asks smacking his lips together after throwing back the pink fizzy drink. “Oh you know just me trying to tell you that was a love potion!” You holler into his face. He blinks, looking down at himself and then the glass that was now empty in his hand. “Anddd why was that just sitting on your counter top?!” His voice rising as he doesn’t exactly know what to expect now, the consequences of his actions scaring him.

But as you looked at him squarely in the face and noticed how the usual signs were immediate you narrowed your eyes. He wasn’t showing the symptoms yet. “I’m a witch Casey. I make potions,” you said as if he should’ve expected that, it wasn’t like the two of you had known each other for three months now or anything?!

“Yeah but shouldn’t you have like a lab, like Donnie??” He says confused. “No a kitchen is fine… and don’t compare me to that science stickler!” You reprimand. Still analyzing his facial features he was paying attention to you, but he didn’t look nervous maybe slightly scared? He wasn’t sweating, nor blushing. Was the potion unresponsive to time travelers??

“Casey.. tell me, how do you feel?” You questioned him as you reached for your wand. Waving it slightly over Casey’s figure to cast a diagnosis spell. A flash of different colors flared in front of your eyes. His eyes were fine, not dilating nor expanding. His breathing, normal and even. But then you got to his heart, well you could definitely see the spell was there! Pink sparkles swirling around the organ in a loop. It would last for at least a week. “I feel fine… though I feel like I’ve got a slight heartburn,” and you watched as he rounded the island counter in the middle of your kitchen. Coming to stand by the barstool that you sat at. “Am I gonna DIE?” He said clutching his chest in dramatic agony. “No, but you are about to experience a roller coaster of emotions and the main one being love.”

“WHAT?” Casey’s voice cracked towards the end and he swallowed, starting to get nervous. “Yeah, and you’ll most likely be in love with me, it’s supposed to go into effect as soon as you lock eyes with the next person you see.” You said and then shrugged. “But don’t worry it’ll stop in around a weeks time. Plus love potions only enhance feelings that are already there. So if you like me as a friend, it’ll just be slightly heightened from the basis of like.” You were on a roll now as you held up your phone showing Casey a scale you had made online. “We all start off as strangers, who we are indifferent to, then if we go upwards, there is associates, then acquaintances, then friends, then best friends, then partners-“

“-Okay I get it!” Casey interrupted you. Not wanting to hear the rest of the stages because he couldn’t get past the part of the explanation where love potions heightened emotions. And Casey suddenly was sweating on the back of his neck. Because unbeknownst to you, he had the biggest crush on you. Though he was a master at concealing that fact, it did help that you seemed to be a bit oblivious to his feelings. And Casey was worrying that this love potion would now make it impossible even for you, to not notice his feelings. He wanted to escape, leave your place and sanction himself off in the lair for a week til he got over this. But he couldn’t find it in himself to move his feet, no matter how much he wanted to move away, it was like his body had a different idea. To stay as close to you as you allowed him to be. He really liked your presence. You were so sure of yourself, he liked that about you. He liked a lot of things about you. How you always stood up for what you believed in. How sharp-tongued you were, it made for some very witty conversations. How beautiful you-

You blinked and a small smirk came over your features as you saw Casey started to breath in deeper, his eyes going a bit heavy-lidded. “How you feeling now Case?” You grinned and watched as he planted his elbow on the counter, one hand holding his face as he leaned forward, “feelinggg nice~” he smiled. You couldn’t help but laugh, shaking your head. You should’ve never doubted your skills, Casey just had a slower reaction time! “Love potion you seems very happy,” you hummed looking down at your phone while you shook your head with amusement.

Casey glanced down at your phone, you were scrolling through social media. Then he peered back at you. You were perched on one of the three barstools you had in your kitchen, and to Casey, everything else about the room faded around you. You were in focus. His hand went out and tucked a few stray strands of hair behind your ear. This caught your attention, eyes widening as your gaze darted from your phone screen to Casey. This had Casey gulping and taking a step back, “heh,” he said sheepishly. Though that was about as far as he was willing to step back, that is unless you told him to go back further. Then he would.

Under your scrutinizing gaze again, Casey felt his cheeks bloom with heat, his ears particularly felt on fire. “I’m- so- what were we doing again?” Casey sputtered trying to move on past him touching your very soft hair. “You came over to tell me about how you lost at the lair games again, I sadly couldn’t make it..” you said reminding him and his eyes immediately rolled. “Ugh! Yeah, Leo won, again!” He admitted and you chuckled at the mood switch.

“I swear, I had no idea Master Leonardo was so competitive!” his mind panned back to the future. He guessed they really didn’t have time for games. Master Leonardo always seemed so collected and cool. Losing to this Leo was the worst too, because he would gloat nonstop! “I’m sure you’ll get the hang of it, this is only your third year!” You noted, trying to lift Casey’s spirits. “Yeah,” he said glumly and you sighed, grabbing your wand again. “Wanna help me make another love potion since someone drank my last one?” You said raising your eyebrows.

Casey nodded, smiling shyly, knowing exactly who you were talking about. “Great, let’s head to the Hidden City!” Casey took another step back as you led the way to the door, him following after you like a puppy. He hoped he would make up for his mistake and be of great help, maybe this could even be considered a date! Casey had been to the Hidden City and the Run of the Mill a couple of times so he knew to expect the unexpected. “Now remember, just let me do the bargaining, you just stand behind me looking tough,” you told him and Casey nodded, not knowing what was about to happen but agreeing nonetheless.

[2 hours later]

You and Casey burst through your front door, arms full with ingredients you would need for making a new love potion! “You did amazing Case!” You said jumping up and down after you dumped the things onto your countertop. Casey did the same, smiling brightly at your compliments and cute reaction. You’d have more than just one love potion, perhaps five more! Your excitement grew at that possibility because it meant more cash for you. People and yokai alike paid big bucks for a well made love potion.

You jumped up into his arms squealing! His eyes widened, this wasn’t the first time you two shared a hug but it somehow felt way more special. He had to hold in a fit of childlike giggles as he held you close, picking you up and twirling you around in his arms. Just as quickly he placed you back down, not wanting you to get uncomfortable but you looked unphased as you stepped out of his arms to look at the loot. “Did good indeed!” You smirked, rubbing your hands together. “Alright, if you want you can head home Casey, I know the turtles will be wondering where you are,” you said shooing him away as you started to sort out the pile item for item.

If you had glanced his way you would’ve seen the expression of a kicked puppy! How could you send him off so quickly! After that hug the two of you just shared?! Oh no no no he wasn’t leaving and he quickly shot the turtles a text saying as much,

[sleeping over at y/n’s-casey 🏒🤍

what?!-leo 🐢💙

i see you like to play with death-donnie🐢💜

have funnn-mikey 🐢🧡

just message if u change ur mind-raph🐢❤️]

Casey closed his phone, not replying to anymore texts and going as far as to mute the group chat for the night. “I thought I could hang out a little while more? Maybe I can help you with the potion making?” Casey asked sounding hopeful but you looked up with a stern expression. “Case, I know you’ve got steady hands, but these measurements have to be exact,” when you saw his face turn cloudy you immediately back tracked. “Uh but, you can watch if you want..??” And his face brightened quickly, happy to have not been pushed to the curb.

You stayed up late into the night brewing up a new batch of love potions. He watched from over your shoulder, standing behind you for most of it but he got really sleepy after three hours of straight standing. “Case, you sure you don’t wanna go home?” You asked and he shook his head, his lower back was leaning against the counter that was opposite from where you worked, his arms crossed and face slowly dipping as he almost fell asleep standing!

“Oh for Merlin’s sake!” You quipped, putting down your wand and grabbing Casey’s hand. Dragging him to the living room where he could crash on your couch. His eyes widened slightly at the contact, his fingers going to lace with yours and his heart started to pound. Gosh just that simple gesture made his stomach flip with excitement. “Here, sleep,” you said letting go of his hand and going to grab a pillow and blanket for him to get comfortable with. But after you supplied him with the sleeping stuff, Casey shot out his arm and pulled you to him quickly before you could escape back into the kitchen.

Now your momentum had already been heading away from Casey, so when he pulled you to him, you were tripping over your own feet at how unexpected this was. Casey caught you in his arms as you fell on top of him, “Oh man! I’m sorry Y/n, I didn’t mean to pull you that hard!” He apologized when he heard you land on him with a ‘oomph.’ You were frozen on top of him, not wanting to move too much because Casey was, for a lack of better word, very toned/super muscular. For emphasis your hands squeezed down on his pecs and you almost died. “Ah- I’m sorry- I don’t know where to put my hands!” You said sputtering, your brain going haywire at such a close proximity.

Casey was astonished with your reaction but took it in stride. Happy to see that he could make you so flustered, he held you a little tighter. “It’s okay,” he smirked down at you and you met his gaze with a furious blush. “This isn’t funny!” You exclaimed which only made him laugh, and you flushed a darker color as you felt his laughter shake his chest. You quickly moved your hands to his arms, but they were just as muscle-y! “Geez Case, do you workout everyday?” You murmured, he wore so many layers you really couldn’t tell his physique under all his clothes.

“Mhm, Raph likes to do workouts most days before patrol or training,” his hands itched to touch you. But with your hands holding onto his arms, he settled for just feeling your touch. “Alright I’m gonna just roll off of you I guess,” you said glancing down at how twisted your legs were with his. “Or…” Casey mumbled to himself but you were so close to his face that you heard him. “Or?” You repeated, raising one eyebrow. “We could go to sleep!” Casey said quickly and held you to his chest as he maneuvered you to be on his right side. That way he was the one halfway hanging off the couch, and you could get comfortable. Well you were still slightly on top of him but you sighed. Now that he mentioned it, it was getting late but you didn’t think sleeping together on a couch while he was under the influence of a love potion was the best idea. But as he started to breath in deeply you realized Casey was already asleep. “You’re a sly fox Casey Jones,” you whispered not trying to wake him up as you fell asleep in his arms.

“I don’t know what to think!”

“Looks pretty obvious to me..”

“They’re so cute!! Let’s take some pictures,”

“Alright we should teleport back now before any of ‘em wake up!”

Your eyes shot open and the sound of four familiar voices. “Too late.” You seethed, trying not to look embarrassed at being caught in such a predicament with Casey on the couch. Truly there wasn’t enough space for two which led to a lot of tangled limbs, both arms and legs. Mikey snapped a picture and you wished for your wand but it was on the counter where you left it yesterday. “Someone wanna explain why the four of you are standing around in my living room?” You whispered harshly, Casey had yet to wake up, his head buried in your neck. “How about you explain to me why my son is in your clutches?!” Leo whispered back.

Your mouth fell open. Clutches?! Like you were some evil falcon?!? “You’ve done it now!” Raph muttered. “Listen here you little trespassing jerk, your son made moves on me, not the other way around and I can explain in further detail if someone would kindly grab my wand!” You huff, almost breaking the whisper rule. Donnie made a face at the word ‘wand’ and you rolled your eyes. “I’ll get it!” Mikey said aloud, forgetting about whispering and Casey was jolting up and falling off the couch faster than Raph could catch him.

“Motherfu-“ Casey started and stopped as his eyes squinted open and saw the turtles. In your apartment?! “What are you guys doing here?!” Casey exclaimed. “You weren’t answering any of my texts or calls I thought something happened!” Leo said hastily, justifying his actions. You got up from the couch, moving past Casey and the turtles, going to join Mikey who had gotten distracted by the love potion ingredients. “Yeah they thought I took your virginity.” You muttered under your breath. “WHAT?!” Casey yelled, his face turning a bright red. “Well, Donnie thought that” Leo clarified. Casey groaned, “I’m fine so can you please leave now?!”

“I told you!” Raph chimed in, “Not helping Raph,” Leo said as he walked over to Casey helping him off the ground. “Like I was saying,” you reentered the living room, wand in hand and Mikey next to you. “Casey is under a love potion right now, self-inflicted,” you made sure to tack on the last part giving Leo and Donnie a glare to which they both returned. To prove you were not lying you casted another diagnostic spell on Casey, allowing everyone to see the pink swirls that were still circling around his heart. “Suuure,” Donnie said sarcastically as his eyes glanced for a second or two at the magical chart. Your tongue rolled into your cheek in aggravation. “Y/n, I’m really sorry about them, they were just leaving!” Casey said with extra emphasis. “Yes we were and Casey’s coming with us!” Leo remarked as he pulled out a sword starting to make a big blue circle. “See ya laters Case,” figuring that it was probably for the best. You didn’t know if you could handle a week of love potion Casey, he definitely seemed to be a bit more flirty than what you were used to. “But!” Casey whined, not wanting to go.

“No buts!” Leo said grabbing Casey’s arm just in case he tried to make a dash for it. Mikey and Raph said their polite goodbyes, while Donnie entered the portal silently. You sent him the middle finger subtly since your arms were crossed. Casey was looking at you with big puppy dog eyes, you couldn’t help but console him even with Leo there. “Don’t worry, I’ll text you,” you said smiling slightly and shaking your head. He brightened at that, “if you ignore me for an hour I’m FaceTiming you!”

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[oosaoosaoosa]

The Essential USWNT Friendship Series: Kelley and Sonnett

Who you are: a person who has stumbled across this post because you are gay, and/or someone who wants to get into the women's world cup and the USWNT but whose fandom experience requires knowledge of the Narratives And Friendships

What this isn’t: an endorsement of being weird to players in public spaces (in real life or comment sections, or on unlocked Twitter accounts)

What this is: a (hopefully) comprehensive collection and explanation of the (public!) friendship between two fan-favorite members of the 2023 WC squad

I know I’m missing stuff and it’s likely I’ll come back to add to this! Every time I try to add anything to this post the draft editor throws me an error message so consider this a part one. Please note this is a sideblog 🫶🏼

EMILY SONNETT

29 (as of the beginning of the  2023 Women’s World Cup)

Born in Virginia, but raised in the northern suburbs of Atlanta, Georgia 

Attended the University of Virginia, graduated with a degree in Sociology 

Was originally a midfielder, later converted to defense. Primarily plays centerback, but can play fullback on either side, and defensive mid

She is a Sagittarius (this is important)

KELLEY O’HARA

34 (as of the beginning of the  2023 Women’s World Cup)

Born and raised in the southern suburbs of Atlanta, Georgia

Attended Stanford University, graduated with a degree in science, technology and society with a focus in environmental engineering

Was originally a forward (and in fact won the Hermann Trophy as college soccer’s top player, as a forward) but converted to play fullback on either side 

She is a Leo (I told you it was important. Twin fire signs 🔥)

THE BASICS

Sonnett’s first cap was against Brazil on October 25, 2015–she started and played all 90 minutes as a centerback (beside Becky). Kelley was on the bench. 

On Feb 15, 2016 they played together for the first time! They both started against Puerto Rico and Kelley scored!

Kelley was a good mentor to Sonny immediately, her little Georgia peach padawan

They didn’t appear to really get close until winter 2016-2017, when they trained together in Atlanta during the offseason and started to hang out in a smaller group and one on one 

Eventually they played on the same team (Washington Spirit in the 2021 and 2022 seasons) and won a championship together! (2021)

It was Kelley's first NWSL playoff run and her first championship, but Sonny's second championship (she won with the Thorns a few years before)

Kelley scored the game-winner in the championship final, in overtime, as a header. She does not typically score, much less with her head (she is like 5'4'' on a good day). It was insane.

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PRE-SPIRIT

Once they were friends they were BEST FRIENDS. Kelley loves to annoy Sonnett and has since day one. Couples massage!!, training together with Moe Brian

Typical rookie/vet prank but cuter because they're besties: BOO!

They drink coffee together: Sonnett Sunday, theee Kelley O'Hara,

Sonny is secretly an artist (seriously, she can draw): Lactose Tolerant Cow

They dance together so much. Seriously, so much (bonus Rose). In the car, anywhere.

They hype each other up: Snacks at the beach, blue on navy, flexin, cutest sports girl ever, Sonnett is an undercover singer,

Even their friends have pointed out their similarities. Are they the same or are they the same?

The 2019 World Cup parade was deeply chaotic: please beer and god they drank nonstop idk how they survived, they also napped on the plane back from france with pinoe and ashlyn

they help each other out: cold towel, guest coach kelley,

They threw out the first pitch for the Braves after the World Cup (with Mal, whose husband Dansby played for the Braves at the time)

They also made an appearance at an Atlanta United game together

They were chaotic in every team picture, X,

they took on the Tokyo olympics together (feat many teammates)

they were extremely annoying in the BFF quiz while Kelley and Alex tried to win (link to the BFF quiz episode below in required viewing section)

THE SPIRITS

Sonny's e-bike is their bike, not her bike, but sometimes they biked together too

More coffee adventures, in DC this time, X + X

Mentoring rookies, but this time together

When half the Spirit got COVID in 2021 and had to quarantine at a hotel in Portland, somehow they did not get tired of each other

Exploring restaurants together

Taking pictures of each other (they called each other Rick and Morty for a while which I try to forget), & with their bikes, & with matching orange beanies, more matching orange beanies

more dancing and celebrating, even celebrating carli as a duo, celebrating moving onto the nwsl final

getting jumpscared by their own rookies...together this time

being stinky and sweaty together and generally chaotic

cheering on the braves together on kelley's couch, being very loud and annoying

celebrating the spirit championship together, X + X + schwasted dancing with Kelley's girl together, doing a tiktok with Trinity and the trophy, making memes out of their championship cellies

showing off their championship rings together and celebrating the CBA signing at Audi together

they went to DC pride with the spirits

they developed this weird euopean cheek kissing thing

clowning in huddles together and doing tiktoks with the kids

Being annoying on the player's pod they recorded with Trinity and Andi (link to the pod below in the required watching section)

Still hyping each other up, of course: nice kick!, sonny's soft spirit fingers

POST-SPIRIT

Kelley took a pic of her abs when she got cleated at the CONCACAF tournament in 2022 and in solidarity, Sonny nearly took her shirt off

still taking lots of pictures and videos of each other, mostly Kelley. (I'm putting this in post-Spirit because although we didn't know it yet, Kelley already knew she was leaving DC)

Kelley literally left the Atlanta airport during her layover to hang out with Sonny on her birthday

loving on their Spirit rookies together, even after Kelley was off to NJ, +1 (Trinity's first goal in the 2023 WWC Send-off game)

celebrating Mal's wedding together with Andi and Rose

bringing each other up in every conversation

Being annoying about Taylor Swift

Sonnett almost killed Kelley within the first 30 seconds of them playing against each other for Gotham and the Reign and Kelley thought it was hilarious

OTHER PHOTO DUMPS / COLLECTIONS

Georgia girls

Glued together in Tokyo

More Spirits shenanigans

NT Camp besties

Kelley's visit to Portland in 2019

Hyping each other up in Instagram comments

General camp/NT shenanigans including the infamous "you're so wiggly" video

2019 WC Parade ridiciulousness

More coffee! Plus a cookie (and a "cookie")

MISC PHOTOGRAPHS THAT I JUST HAVE LYING AROUND

more of Kelley mentoring rookie Sonny on the NT

Kelley and Sonny in Atlanta in 2016 or 2017 (I don't remember exactly, I also cropped Moe Brian out of this but it was 800 years ago, sorry Moe)

A moment caught in the background of a post-2019-final celebration picture

Pre-2021 NWSL championship moments: not impressed with someone's pregame speech, Sonny wore 6 for the Spirit so they were neighbors, something Sonny was saying with her mouth full was very interesting to Kelley ,

Some more Spirit NWSL championship moments: they can't believe it, Kelley was beside herself, tongues out for the gals, I would pay to know what Kelley said here, another moment where I would love a transcript,

REQUIRED VIEWING

Kelley's episode of Laughter Permitted with Julie Foudy, where a few of her best friends surprise her with an appearance, including Sonny, Allie Long and Alex Morgan

The BFF Quiz Championship, moderated by Sonnett

The Player's Pod with Sonnett, Andi Sullivan, and Trinity Rodman

1v1 with Kelley O'Hara (pre-camp 2023 WWC)

Throwing the first pitch out with Sonnett, Kelley and Mal

#USWNT #Kelley O’Hara #Emily Sonnett #FIFA ​Women’s World Cup 2023

[jungkook97]

admit it; jjk (m)

pairing: canon idol! & fwb!jungkook x staff!reader

word count: 3.1k

rating: ma

genre/warnings: romance, angst, smut, jungkook is a deeply insecure and jealous lil kiddo in this fic, you two are fwb, but jungkook clearly is getting too fucking attached bc he's m e s s y and he wants you so damn badddd like give him a chance!!!

18+ content: dirty talk, jerking off, sloppy handjob, unprotected sex (WRAP IT PEOPLE) and uhhh mouth fucking?? IS THAT WHAT THE PEOPLE WANT IDK

summary: you, taehyung and jungkook go out for the night much to jungkook's dismay. you looked fine as fuck tonight, and jungkook feels a certain type of way about it.

notes: my first attempt at smut lmaoooo pls don't kill me!!!

© jungkook97 2023. do not repost or modify. please ask for permission to translate.

Jungkook hated bullshit. He hated things getting messy because like every Virgo, he wanted things to be clean and neat.  

And yet, he committed the biggest crime of all time: catching feelings. 

He didn’t know when it started with you. Probably last week in the middle of railing you, or maybe the night before when he caught you staring at Taehyung a little bit too long, making him feel for a hot second he wasn’t going to have you all to himself anymore.

Not that it mattered. What Jungkook knew was that he was an idiot. 

Again.

There he was, standing over you like a complete fool, tongue swirling around his right cheek as you pressed him further. 

It was around midnight when it happened, a nice little Saturday night, a perfect night to go out. You weren’t planning to do much besides grabbing a few drinks at the rooftop bar upstairs with Taehyung, who, for some reason, has gotten on Jungkook’s bad side. You knew after being friends-turned-fuck buddy that he was jealous because well, he has told you before jokingly about his possessive issues in the past. 

“I can’t seem to share,” he would tell you before swooping in for a sloppy drunk kiss as you playfully suggested to make out with Jimin in the car last week, much to Jimin’s dismay. The residential Busan flirt hated public displays of affection, and seeing the two of you just eat each other every other time he saw you two was sickening. 

In fact, everyone was pretty sick of it. It didn’t come from jealousy but rather, it was clear to everyone else that Jungkook was going through that cycle again, fucking through the rest of Seoul in order to forget his ex-girlfriend who dumped him for some billionaire because “specs”. You knew what the situation was (Taehyung had told it in great tremendous detail like the noisy dude he was), and you didn’t mind some sloppy seconds. After all, the fact that you can fool around with the most popular member of BTS sounded fun, and frankly, you weren’t looking for much. 

However, it wasn’t to say that you didn’t enjoy the pining. Boy, was Jungkook bad at not showing it. But you, being the Leo dominant queen that you were, you enjoyed every single millisecond of his attention, especially when he was fucking you rentless in bed (or anywhere that seemed fit). 

The way he gripped you tightly, his eyes boring into yours as his dick dug deeper in you with every gasp, every mewl that came out of your mouth. He was a menace, and he knew he fucked good. 

Normally at this point, Jungkook would’ve pounced on you already, taking off the very skimpy see-through lace dress you were wearing and went to town, but weirdly enough, Jungkook was holding back some restraint. Maybe he was too tired to fuck, or wasn’t in the mood. You were worried, but also, the night was still young to mess with him. 

“Just don’t,” he said, as you asked once again why you can’t go out. His brown eyes turned dark as you laughed, patting him on the shoulder in the most friendzone way possible to rile him. His nostrils flared up as he clenched his jaw, his tongue swirling even harder in his right cheek.

“I’ll see you later, okay?”

It didn’t take long before Jungkook showed himself in the sea of strangers as you were dancing with his bandmate not that far away. You spotted him immediately as he wore a Calvin Klein jacket and hat combo, along with some dark jeans and stompers. His eyes were hidden in his cap as he moved closer to you, his hands firmly on your side as you pulled away from Taehyung. 

“About time you showed up,” Taehyung smirked, his hand off of your back to avoid getting smacked by the youngest. “I was keeping her warm for you.”

Jungkook leaned into Taehyung and whispered what sounded like “fuck off” to signal that he wasn’t fucking around. The jazz loving singer shrank a bit, pulling himself away completely before clearing his throat. 

“I’m going to take a piss. I’ll be back,” he murmured before winking at you. You returned the favor, blowing a kiss in his direction, only to be stopped by Jungkook blocking it. He was furious as his fingers gripped your waist tightly as you two swayed to the music to avoid causing a commotion. You smirked, playing innocent. 

If there was something incredibly hot about your little fling with JK was the fact that he got jealous easily. Maybe because it was his insecurities from his last few failed relationships, or just the pure fact that he’s the least experienced in the group in terms of successful long-standing relationships, but you relished every moment of it. It boosted your little ego, especially since you previously had dated losers. 

Jungkook on the other hand, was not a loser. He was a bonafide rockstar with hundreds of thousands of girls who would fall to his feet. 

However, tonight, he fell on yours. He was a man after all, simple and horny. 

As the music got slower, you began to sway your hips against his, leaving him growling softly under his breath. 

“Stop that,” Jungkook commanded, biting his bottom lip. “You’re doing it on purpose.”

“Doing what?” you said nonchalantly and naively, your hands traveling down his torso. “What, you think I’d fuck Taeh–”

“Don’t say his fucking name.”  

“Ooh, fiesty,” you cooed, leaning in and putting your lips to his ear. “I thought you said you don’t get jealous…?”

Jungkook sighed deeply, cupping your head with his other hand as he began slipping his other fingers through the holes of your dress.

“I can’t help myself when you’re literally naked in front of him, in front of everyone. That’s only–”

“–for you?” you moaned lightly back.

“Fuck.”

You felt him harden in front of you as your fingers lightly brush against his clothed cock, just throbbing underneath his jeans. He was breathing heavily at that point, his eyes wandering into yours as he was telepathically trying to tell you where he wanted to go. 

“Admit it.”

“What?” he said breathlessly. You two were tightly intertwined at that point, his length throbbing against the pit of your stomach, waiting for you to suck him off. 

“Admit that you like me.”

Jungkook froze a bit as you laughed, pulling away as Taehyung returned. He was still grinning as if nothing had happened as he patted his friend’s back. You pulled your arms around Taehyung to really do a number on Jungkook, in which, to your surprise, he only cleared his throat and looked away. He seemed…hurt. 

Aw, baby’s hurt.

“Anyway, she and I were thinking of doing more drinks in the room if you wanna come along,” Taehyung suggested as you flaunted your curvy and delicious-looking body, getting not only for Jungkook to glare at Taehyung in jealousy, but a few others in the area. 

“Come on, let’s go kick back,” you giggled, grabbing Jungkook’s arm to link it with you. He immediately relaxed at that gesture as Jungkook smirked, pulling you into him so he could share you with Taehyung. 

“Yeah, why not? What’s the worst that could happen?” 

You were having the time of your life. The heat in the room was impalpable as the three of you fanned yourselves with whatever slips of paper from the notepads as Taehyung hit the AC unit a bit harder once again.

“Dude, I don’t think that works,” Jungkook drunkenly laughed, his hand massaging your inner thigh as you pulled him closer. He was dripping in sweat even after taking his jacket off, revealing a tank top underneath. His tattoo sleeve was in full display, something that turned you on immensely every time he revealed it. 

You leaned in, kissing the top of his tattooed shoulder. You could feel him stiffen, his thumb pausing what it was doing and hesitatingly, almost painstakingly, moving towards a direction that he knew Taehyung would not want to see in person. 

You bit down on his shoulder to signify him to stop, but Jungkook didn’t care. All night, he had been suffering from the urge to fuck you on top of being drunk, and on top of Taehyung openly flirting and suggesting that they do some form of strip poker without any playing cards involved whatsoever (“We’ll figure that part out,” Taehyung waved vaguely and nonchalantly before popping open another bottle of wine). He was getting exhausted, his eyes slowly blinking to sleep as he yawned for the umphtenth time, but he also had plans to fuck you before he did. 

“Maybe hit up downstairs to see if they could get this fixed?” you exhaled sharply, grabbing Jungkook’s hand from entering the folds of your underwear and pulling away, much to Jungkook’s dismay. He scowled quietly, leaning back against the bed as you pulled off of it, trying to find the number for the front desk. 

“Hyung, why don’t you go down and find a guy to fix, yeah?” Jungkook asked, although it definitely did not sound like it. He was getting irritated, and the daggers from his eyes were clearly indicating he’d kill someone if he didn’t get what he wanted. Taehyung understood right away without even being the actual recipient of the glares, but rather the very hostile text messages from Jungkook consecutively to leave the room. 

“Okay,” was all Taehyung murmured, waving goodbye and leaving the room without looking back. “Have fun in here,” he announced before unceremoniously shutting the door. You frowned, the phone still ringing for the front desk. 

“He didn’t seem like he’s in a good mood.”

“I’m not, “Jungkook sighed, reaching towards you as the phone continued to ring. “Hang up. He’ll take care of it. Let me…” he started to massage your thighs again. “Let me take care of you, babe.”

He leaned in towards your neck, slowly smooching it as the other line picked up. 

“Guest services, how can I help?”

“Um…”

Jungkook’s fingers started to make its way down your dress as he slowly unzipped it, his teeth still making marks on your neck. After it was halfway unzipped, he slipped through and underneath your sheer dress and into your breasts, cupping your nipples as he began to swirl them around with his fingers, twisting them because he knew how much you get turned on from your nipples alone. You held back a moan, your hand cupping his. 

Putting the phone against the other side of your chest, you looked at him, shocked. 

“What are you doing?!”

“Giving you what you deserve,” was all he replied, pulling you up against his body roughly to the point where the phone dropped from your hands, banging against the nightstand. You freaked out, trying to reach the operator to awkwardly hang up. You clicked once, pulling back your dress up from the straps, leaving the tone dead on the other end.

“Fuck, you almost put yourself in danger, you fucking idiot!” you exclaimed. “What if she heard us fucking over the phone?” 

Jungkook leaned back, chuckling and pushing his hair up. He licked his lips after, chewing around his lip ring. 

“That would’ve been fun, don’t you think?”

You rolled your eyes. 

“It wouldn’t.”

“It would,” Jungkook smirked, his hand resting on your leg. “Much better than Taehyung seeing everything.”

Oh?

“What’s Taehyung gotta do with your fetish of voyeurism, JK?”

He clicked his tongue before turning away, looking towards the door. 

“I’m saying I’d rather let a front desk girl listen to us fucking than having Taehyung seeing us fuck. But then again…”

He leaned in once again, now hovering over you. You let the straps of your dress fall down, revealing your bouncy breasts with the hardened nipples. 

“...I don’t mind fucking you in front of him either. Gotta make sure he knows you’re fucking mine.”

You two started kissing, this time passionately as he pushed you against the headboard as you two’s tongues danced with each other. He moved down towards your breasts, suckling on your nipples as you moaned loudly, gripping his hair as he hungrily went at it, praising it. His hands pulled up the rest of your dress, revealing absolutely no underwear underneath it. This drove Jungkook absolutely insane. You were naked the whole night, in front of everyone…in front of Taehyung…

Did Taehyung knew? He thought. Was he jerking off in the bathroom while we were still out there? It only made sense that you didn’t wear anything, after all, your ass and breasts seemed a bit more bouncier than normal and he could clearly see your nipples throughout the night. He knew he didn’t imagine it because his dick had been hard for the past couple of hours. 

“You fucking whore,” he whispered during kisses, pulling up to your mouth to passionately kiss you even more. Using his tattooed arm, he choked you as he kept kissing you silly, delirious from the heat that was coming from his genitals. “You’re such a fucking whore, wearing nothing underneath the whole night.”

“Yeah, I am,” you mewled, your hands pulling his pants closer to yourself as you spread your legs out, showing your newly waxed pussy. “I’m a fucking slut and I want you fuck me like a slut, Jungkook.”

He chuckled, his hands fidgeting his pants open. You began touching yourself as you dug your two fingers into your clitoris, rubbing it as you moaned for him. He was unraveling, still fiddling with his pants as you started to masturbate in front of him, peeling off both the straps of your dress to show your beautiful breasts on display on top of your wetting pussy. 

“Come on, Kook…” you whispered seductively. “Come on, and fuck me good. Please. Please, fuck me really good…”

He pulled out almost immediately after you said it, his cock throbbing and wet with precum. He groaned loudly as you put your hands on it, slowly rubbing it. 

“Fuck….” he uttered out, putting his hands to the sides of you, looking down as you slowly began to move your fingers back and forth along his shaft, your tongue out and rolling around your lips. 

“It looks so fucking good, Kook,” you said in your tiniest voice, knowing that Jungkook absolutely loved hearing it. “I want to suck you off…or maybe…” you leaned in closer, licking the tip, “you can fuck my mouth instead.”

“Fuck…”

You began suckling at the tip of his cock, massaging the rest of it with your fingers as you bobbed up and down, sucking it in the most sloppiest way. Jungkook buckled his hips, moaning loudly as you quickened the speed as he cursed his way nonsensically at you, mixing between English and Korean. You quickened your pace, vocalizing as you gave him the best blowjob of his life. 

“Fuck, you’re such a fucking slut,” Jungkook exclaimed, growling and starting to shove his cock into your mouth, making you go even faster. You began to choke, but with much restraint, you clenched your jaw even more, looking up right at him as he continued to fuck your pretty little mouth. “Fuck, baby, please…you’re so fucking good to me.”

You pulled away as Jungkook started to heaven as a pool of precum came out, spilling on your dress. You smiled, laughing at how undone Jungkook was at that point as beads of his sweat dripped on your face. You did one last little lick on his cock before pulling yourself up towards him, his eyes glazed a bit over. 

“Fuck, you’re too good to me,” was all he said. 

“Is fuck the only word you can say, baby?” you whimpered, pushing your shoulders together for your tits to be up in his face. 

Jungkook’s lips came into contact with yours again as he pushed you down, his hands now grasping most of your sheer dress. You spread your legs wide open for him as he started to position himself to dig his cock deep into your pussy, wanting to rail you until you came all over him. 

“You’re just asking to get cum in your little pussy,” Jungkook growled, gripping more and more of your dress as you nodded excitedly, still showing off your breasts. 

“Come on, baby,” you urged, shaking your tits. “Fuck me until all I can say is fuck.”

Jungkook pushed himself in, groaning from pleasure as he did. You mewled after him as he pounded into you harder and harder. Every bit of his cock was juicing you inside, your walls are leaking with cum as he pushed deeper and deeper in. The rhythm was the fastest but steadiest you’ve ever experienced as you moaned for his name, gripping the sheets as he railed into you.

“Fuck…Jungkook…” you said in between thrusts, sighing deeply as you let your breasts bounced free. Soon, Jungkook took them and started to caress them, grunting more and more as he did. 

“You like this fucking cock, don’t you,” Jungkook growled, pushing deeper and deeper with his thrusts. “Admit it. Admit you fucking like this cock.”

You could feel the build up to the orgasm as you continued your rhythmic moans, breathing heavily as you two worked up a sweat. 

“Fuck, I love your fucking cock, Jungkook!” you admitted as he gripped your ass, pulling you closer to him. As he got faster and faster, the wave had built up all the way, making you ready to release. And as you do–

“FUCK!” Jungkook exclaimed out, letting out a loud moan as he released all his cum inside of you, shaking as you threw your head back, orgasming as well. You could feel his cum being pushed up from your contractions as he continued to dig into you, his hands on either side of you as he released every last drop into you. 

You laughed lightly as you began kissing his cheeks, thanking him for the fun time. 

“Aw, you’re in love with me aren’t you?” he chuckled, whipping his hair back. “Admit it.”

“In love with the way you fuck me, yeah,” you replied cooly. You weren’t going to let him get away with it, but you were just a bit more romantically into him after seeing how caught up he was.  

Knock knock.

“Are you guys done in there?” Taehyung’s voice echoed in the room. Flushing deeply, you two started scrambling to get your clothes together. 

“Uh, give us a bit!” Jungkook yelled back, his face red. You giggled. As he pulled his shirt on, you leaned in, kissing him on the cheek. He flushed harder, laughing quietly to himself. 

“Admit it.”

Knock knock.

“Yes. I do like you. Happy?”

[END]  

#jungkook #jungkook x reader #jungkook smut #jungkook angst #jungkook scenarios #writing #mine #i also love toxico jungkook so leave me the fuck alone fkdsalgha;ghewalghg #reader is also a terrible person if you haven't noticed like she does not care for him fhkdlagh;ghld #anywayys here's my first attempt at smut <3 so bad #if this ends up getting the most notes im gonna kms bc i know smut does well here hfdl;akgh

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The cold is made for cuddles! - Reader x Rise!Leonardo

GN

Pairings: Leonardo/Reader

Characters included: Leonardo, Raphael, Donatello, Michelangelo, April

Warnings: n/a

Series: No

Summary: Leo knew that Y/N hated being touched, what he didn’t realize was that this was only a thing during the summer since the heat and sweat was just gross to them. So when they admitted that they did enjoy cuddles during the winter season, the freezing Leo had to test that assumption.

Word count: 4913

Authors Note: It’s a bit shorter than I would have liked but honestly I had fun writing the banter between Y/N and Leo haha

Request: I just tread your Rise!Leo x reader birthday fic and OH MY GOD 😚👌 beautiful. Your writing so edible (that is a compliment)

I have a request!

Rise!Leo (cuz you write him so well) x gn!reader who has recently moved to New York from somewhere south, where it gets especially icky from heat, like Arizona. Reader is somewhat touch-starved because they often overheat, but their favorite season is autumn/winter because it's cooler out.

So at some point Leo complains about it being too cold in the lair or how winter's coming, and reader enthusiastically says, "yea, that's the best time of the year!" When Leo questions then about it, they say it's the best time for cuddles!

And then after that, whenever Leo complains that he's cold, reader drags him to the couch or his bedroom to cuddle 🤗. It ends up being a sort of codeword for "I want cuddles"

Hope that's not too specific for you, friend, and feel free to ignore if you're not interested ~🌺👸

Y/N threw their front door of their apartment building open with a happy hum. Their lips turned up into a big smile as they slowly made their way along the pavement. The first snow of the winter had fallen and while the snow along the road was either melted or in a dark grey color, they couldn’t help themself but be content anyhow. There were still white spots all around the city that looked quite magical.

Though the beauty of snow wasn’t the only thing that made Y/N quite so happy. In fact, it wasn’t even necessarily the winter season. No, they frankly loved the cold! Winter and autumn were their favorite months. It brought along a special coziness with it that they just enjoyed so much. These months were made to cuddle up with someone beneath a blanket, drink something warm and watch really bad seasonal movies.

Y/N couldn’t help but chuckle to themself as they rounded yet another corner, a puff of warm air evaporating into a little cloud as they did so. If their friends knew what was going through their head right now, they would probably be mighty confused, seeing how they are usually so touch averse. To be fair that was mostly due to the weather! When everything is hot and sweaty you don’t really want to hug it out with others!

Ah, but yes. Their friends. A lovable and unique bunch. And with unique they meant the quite literal meaning. Their friend group mainly consisted of mutants and even one or two yokai, so yes, unique.

When Y/N moved to New York for college, they were so worried about finding new friends in this huge and new city. Moving across states was already a sobering thought but then there was the whole ordeal of knowing they would be all alone over there. Their family and old friends staying home or even moving further away themselves.

But luckily Y/N ended up having a few classes with the amazing and outgoing April O’Neil. For some reason April began chatting with Y/N whenever she got the chance. Talking about college, the city and the like. This soon turned into April inviting them to hang out at her apartment to study together which later evolved into them sitting in a park with some food and voicing the people who walked through. Y/N still remembers the improvisational argument they had with April when they saw a couple arguing on a park bench. Franklin, they named the couple, did not enjoy that David was constantly eating spinach with cheese and nothing else.

April and Y/N truly were the comedic duo.

It took only a month for the two to become inseparable college friends, which Y/N was thankful for every day. Sure, they might still get used to being in college and living in a new city but at least they had April at their side to work through all those hurdles and oh boy was April ever happy to help.

Now what the Y/N back then didn’t know was, that being friends with April meant that there was a chance that they would be standing face to face with mutants.

Not going to lie, the first meeting could have gone better. Y/N was hanging out with April and offered to walk to the nearest store to grab some snacks. When they came back, they were met with four mutant brothers that interrogated April as to why she was suddenly sending Mayhem, April’s teleporting yokai pet, so often to their place to be pet-sitted.

It took a while for Y/N to realize that they were in fact not dreaming and that this was real. They couldn’t help but poke and prod the brothers to make sure they were in fact standing in front of them.

Nowadays though, they were very good friends with the four turtle mutants. Most of the time after college classes they would immediately swing by the lair to relax and bring over some things for the turtles that they have problems getting on their own.

While they got along with everyone, even Splinter surprisingly, they got along with Leo the best. It wasn’t unusual for both to start talking in puns and sassing each other non-stop. Whenever this happened the others in the vicinity will groan in annoyance and make sure to get away from this.

As Y/N’s mind wandered back to these memories they finally reached their destination. A little coffee shop they found once when they were on a walk to clear their mind from all the college work. They loved this little place, it was comfy and it had the best drinks.

It’s the winter season so grabbing something warm was only natural and since they did announce to the Mad Dogs that they would swing by, they also grabbed some warm drinks for the family. They just hoped the drinks would still be warm enough when they arrived.

Once they received the drinks and paid, they got back out the shop and looked for the nearest sewer entrance. With their phone in hand, and an app that Donnie made for them so they could find their way around underground, they began their trek through the stinky sewers. Honestly, they were still not sure how the mutant family managed to keep the smell out of their home.

It didn’t take too long for them to reach the lair entrance. While Y/N was already in a happy mood and had a smile on their face, they couldn’t help themself as their grin grew even wider. They just felt at home here.

“Hello, guys! Delivery!”

The first to poke their head into the living space was Donnie. His eyes immediately landing on the tray with the cups in Y/N’s hands. His sour expression relaxed a tiny bit, but Y/N did notice the change.

He slinked his way towards them “Ah! Greetings, Y/N! You brought us drinks?”

Y/N nodded “Yep! It’s winter! Snow is out! Perfect weather for a nice warm cup of coffee, cocoa or tea.” They grabbed the coffee they specifically ordered for Donnie and placed it in his hands. As the warm cup made contact with his cold hand, he let out a satisfied sigh.

“Ugh, winter.” A voice spoke up next to the two. “Hate this season.”

It was Leo, Mikey and Raph stood next to him.

Y/N couldn’t help but roll their eyes at Leo’s statement, they knew Leo hated the cold, which made sense seeing how the guys were cold-blooded, but still. Not waiting for the others to ask about the drinks Y/N immediately moved to hand each their drinks.

Mikey immediately held the warm cup close to himself, taking a cautious sip while Raph was clearly just using the cup to warm up his fingers.

Leo moved the cup against his cheek, letting out a satisfied hum as he enjoyed the warmth.

“Don’t you guys have ways to heat up the lair? I figured Donnie would have already done something about it.”

Donnie took a big sip from his coffee “Well the lair is pretty open, so we opted mostly to heating up the closed rooms we got. So mainly the projector room, our rooms and of course my lab.”

Leo nodded “Yes, yes. Exactly.” He then used his free hand and placed it on top of Y/N’s shoulder, softly pushing them along “That’s why we chill in my room. I got some comics that I found and wanna show you and it’s way too cold here. Come on.”

As Leo continued to push them along, Y/N gave the other brothers an apologetic look, but they just shrugged their shoulders. That’s just how Leo was with Y/N. Loved hanging out with them and often kidnapping them to hang out alone. According to Leo it’s just because the two are just the bestest of friends. Something April loved to challenge seeing how the two spend a lot of time together in and outside of college.

Before Y/N and Leo could disappear, they could hear the rest yell out a quick “Thank you for the drinks!”

Once inside Leo’s room, he let the human go and immediately jumped into his bed, wrapping his blanket around his body with a sour expression. A floor heater was sitting in the middle of the room, but it was obvious it was only doing so much. It was alright for Y/N but they knew that Leo was more sensitive towards the cold than them.

“So, the comics?” they asked as they shrugged of their coat.

Leo just nodded towards his desk, refusing to move his arms out of the warm blankets.

Y/N couldn’t help but chuckle silently as they walked towards the desk, grabbing one of the comics. It was about a superhero detective, something they haven’t seen yet and as they skipped through the comics they could see why. The art was definitely interesting to say the least. They would love to get a breakdown from Mikey to see what he was thinking of it.

When Y/N looked back towards Leo, it somehow looked like he cuddled himself even deeper into the blankets. They let out a humorous snort “You really are turning into a Leo-Burrito.”

As a response Leo just stared blanky at them. His fingers were poking out of the blankets to hold the warm cup and move it to his lips so he could take sips. Probably trying to pace it a bit so he had more of the warmth.

“I should take a picture of this.”

And when Leo’s eyes widened, protests leaving his mouth, Y/N immediately grabbed their phone, snapping a picture of the blushing and bundled up turtle.

He sighed “You are more annoying than usual. You are so happy today.”

Y/N let out a bit of an evil laugh as they looked at the picture of the pouting Leo-Burrito, sending it along to April immediately “Well, it snowed! I love the snow!”

“I really don’t understand how you can love this time of the year! It’s so cold and annoying and oh yeah, cold.” He made sure to scowl, his brow ridge pulled as low as possible.

“Are you kidding? This is the best time of the year! It’s the year to get warm drinks, cuddle with people under a nice warm blanket and watch horrible movies!”

This seemed to surprise Leo. His scowl turned to an expression of confusion mixed with surprise, there was a slight blush on his face that Y/N attributed to him feeling cold.

Leo’s eyes narrowed as he stared at Y/N, only for his eyes suddenly to dart to his drink “Uh, you? And cuddles? Since when? You don’t even like it when we put our arm around your shoulders.”

“Well, when we met it was summer and all and during the warmer days it’s just … icky. I’m sweating and hating it. Getting hugged and all means more warmth and more sweat. It’s annoying but that’s the great thing about the colder months, I guess. I’m not entirely like... touch-averse, it just has never been the right moment?”

Somehow this became awkward, and Y/N could feel how an embarrassed blush made their way towards their face. To hide this, they turned back to the comic in their hands, still watching Leo from the corner of their eyes.

Leo was nervously biting down on his lip as he seemed to mull something over. It was funny how easy of a time Y/N had when it came to reading Leo. The number of times they surprised him by telling him exactly what was going through his mind and offering him to listen to his worries was more than they could count on their hands by now. Unbeknownst to them Leo appreciated this detail about them immensely.

He had problems to voice his thoughts to the others, especially his worries, after all he was the confident one! So, to have someone just straight up almost read his mind and offer a listening ear was a big help.

“W-Well, I don’t believe you.” He suddenly spoke up. Leo must have realized how stupid this sounded, at least when Y/N looked at him with a raised eyebrow because he couldn’t look at their face as he stared at the wall next to him. His lip jutted out into a bit of a pout as he acted like he was deep in thought.

“What? You want me to prove it to you?” they laughed “Or do you just wanna get a hug and use me for my body warmth?”

Aghast Leo finally looked back at Y/N. Hit the nail on the head, huh? The blush on his face definitely darkened, he opened his mouth to most definitely say something witty and sassy in return, but Y/N stopped him by putting the comic back down on the desk and moving over to the blue turtle.

Leo was just staring at them with a slightly open mouth, curious to see what they were up to. When Y/N stood in front of his bed and looked at him expectantly he asked “What?”

“Move, idiot. Let me into your burrito!”

But Leo didn’t dare to move, so Y/N forcefully pulled on the blanket to open it enough to let themselves in. He shrieked as the colder air hit him which made Y/N laugh again. He was such a baby when it came to the cold.

Y/N made sure to sit down next to the taller terrapin and wrap the blue blanket around the two. They could tell that Leo was tense as they made themself comfortable next to him. He was usually very much okay with being all touchy-feely with his family, including April, so this surprised Y/N.

Slowly Y/N grabbed the almost finished drink from Leo’s hands and placed it to the side. Leo let out a sad whine as the warmth left him. Instead, Y/N grabbed the turtle’s arms and laid them around their body, pulling their own arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer to themself. Surprisingly Leo didn’t object to it and just let himself be guided by them.

It took a second but as Y/N gave him a little squeeze to show that this was alright, he let out a soft sigh as he took the chance to bury himself deeper into the hug. He was now pressing his cold snout into the crook of their neck which sent a shiver along Y/N’s body at first contact.

Seeing how this was the proper first time Y/N hugged Leo, they were a bit surprised with how cold his body was. Of course, they knew that this was a thing and they have felt it every now and again when their hands brushed, or when he laid his hand on their shoulder and arms, but it was something different as he basically tried to bury himself inside their body.

His legs searched for contact with Y/N’s, which soon resulted in their legs being intertwined. Y/N slowly moved a hand on Leo’s shell, lazily tracing along the pattern while their other hand rested on the back of his head “See? All good, right?”

Leo nodded slowly, his face still pressed into their neck “Mhm, warm.” Was all he said.

“I knew it! You are just using me for my body heat! I can’t believe you!”

“ ‘m sure am.”

“The devious criminal even admits to it.”

“This devious criminal will keep you for himself. You can’t leave this place ever now. I officially ‘m kidnapping you.” His voice was still muffled by him pressing himself against Y/N. They could feel his mouth move against their collarbone which tickled them, but they managed to suppress a laugh that was threatening to leave their chest.

“I should yell for help then, I guess. I’m sure your brothers are nicer to me.”

In return Leo just nodded, letting out a very non-committal “Mhm” in affirmation.

Y/N could tell he was getting sleepy. They made sure to lay securely against the wall of the room and gave Leo another squeeze as a silent encouragement to fall asleep. If he understood that or not, it didn’t matter, since he was out cold a minute later.

With a smile on their face Y/N made sure to continue tracing his shell. It was a nice feeling with how his weight was laying on them, his arms securely wrapped around their body, their legs tangled together. It felt comfortable and safe. Almost intimate even.

Y/N definitely thought the plastron would probably be uncomfortable on their body but somehow it was fine. They knew it wasn’t as hard as the shell, since it bended and moved along as he did his acrobatics, but it was still way firmer than skin.

This was also the first time they got the chance to take a proper look at his shell and let their hands run along it. They had to admit that they were often curious about it and would have loved to take a closer look at it, but it wasn’t anything they just could ask him about. Not that he wouldn’t have let them, they were positive, but the teasing would have been horrible and frankly they didn’t want to give him this satisfaction.

They could only imagine him saying something stupid like “Oh? It only makes sense you wanna take a better look at my awesome bod!” Something that would have definitely ended up with them trying to punch Leo.

As Y/N slowly closed their eyes, sensing the drowsiness, they began humming a tune. It wasn’t any specific tune, just something that came up and felt calming to them. The tune died in their throat though as they finally succumbed to their sleepiness as well.

Y/N woke up first, Leo was still wrapped in their arms but he too woke up when Y/N had the horrific realization that it was actually pretty late and that there were still projects that had to be done. There were silent, incoherent protests from Leo as they untangled their limbs from his and moved out of his bed.

“The comics were great, Leo.” Y/N laughed.

Leo buried himself further into the blanket, probably enjoying the rest of the warmth that Y/N so graciously donated.

“They are. Gotta get over here again soon so you can take a better look at them.” He murmured still sleep drunk.

“Ah, yes, and not for another cuddle session so you can steal more of my precious body heat.”

“What can I say? ‘s cold.”

“I might as well ask for payment if that is how this will go.”

“Your hugs are great. The others will be jealous. After all I’m the first to get a proper hug from the Y/N.” A yawn ended Leo’s quip.

Y/N just gave him an affirmative hum as they moved to give him a little pat on his head. He moved his head up so their hand connected with his cheek. Leo’s smug expression didn’t go unnoticed.

“Alright, see ya bud. I’ll try to come over tomorrow.”

There was only a soft “Yay!” from Leo as Y/N finally tore themself away from him and made their way out of the lair. They would have said goodbye to the others but all of them were probably bunkered down in their rooms and Y/N really needed to get back to their apartment in order to do some work. These due dates won’t wait for no one. Well, they kind of do it’s just a thing of if you are prepared or not but this wasn’t the point right now.

Once home though Y/N spent a good amount of time to chat with April viaphone and joke about the Leo-Burrito picture before they finally sat down to study and work. Still, they couldn’t help but sometimes get the picture of Leo out. It was funny okay? Also he looked adorable. Let’s ignore the fact that this was also amazing blackmailing material.

If they could they would love to print and frame the picture. Just for teasing purposes of course.

The next day Y/N made sure to make their way to the lair again after doing some chores and work. This time April joined them since they met up for lunch. Both happily gossiping about some professors and supposed university mysteries that April was currently investigating.

“I don’t think they have the capabilities to create ‘new life’, April”

April just scowled “Well, I don’t mean anything like a full sentient six foot beings! Just something small. We both saw weirder hanging out with the turtles.”

Y/N rolled their eyes “Why would our university, that specializes particularly in creative writing and journalism and the like, create their own lifeform. It just doesn’t add up!”

“That’s why I’m investigating! The rumors must have come from somewhere and usually there is a kernel of truth in there!” she groaned as the two rounded the last corner before arriving at the lair.

“I’m gonna predict and say that people are trying to hatch some bird eggs.”

Before April could retort, the two students already stood in the lair hence why Y/N cupped their mouth and yelled out “Boys! Your superhero, super friends are here and we are dying for some entertainment!”

“Ya know, we can just walk in without announcing it every time.” But Y/N just shrugged at that, they started doing it when they got to know the family and at this point it was just the procedure they always did.

Raph was the first to appear but his brothers were close behind. Leo had one of his eyebrows up as he looked at his two friends “What? Are we your personal jesters now?”

Y/N nodded happily, stepping closer to Leo with their arms crossed in front of their chest “Yep! I thought that was clear ever since the start of our friendship? I mean you always act like a clown, so I just assumed…”

“Hardy-har-har. Keep talking, let’s see who will be the clown by the end of this.” Leo took a step closer as well.

Before the two could start their joke argument fully, April stepped in between the two “Okay, kids! No arguing! It’s movie time!”

“Yes, please! Let’s get into the warm projector room!” Mikey spoke up, pulling April along. Leo followed suit and laid his arm around Y/N. At first Y/N could tell he didn’t dare to put the weight of his arm fully on their shoulders but when they didn’t protest or shake him off, he finally did relax and forced them to move along to follow the others.

Leo really took advantage of the fact that Y/N told him that during the winter they didn’t mind body contact. They enjoyed the contact actually. It’s been a long while since they had a proper hug or even a cuddle session like yesterday. Okay, maybe they were also taking advantage of this whole situation. Yet, it surprised them that Leo didn’t tease them about it. Made some quips or any kind of witty remarks.

Then again if he did Y/N would definitely stop gracing him with their hugs and warmth so there might be that.

The projector room was definitely warmer than the open living space of the lair but the differently colored blankets did show that the turtles were still struggling. Being cold-blooded must be rough.

The turtles scrambled beneath their respectively colored blankets while April worked to get the projector running to get the movie started. Y/N on the other hand went into the kitchen to prepare some popcorn and maybe make just some simple hot cocoa for the freezing brothers. It might not reach Mikey’s level but it was mostly for warmth than anything. Also their own cocoa wasn’t that bad it just wasn’t Mikey good!

Y/N first brought the popcorn bowls into the room only to vanish again and bring everyone their warm cups.

“Lately you are spoiling us with warm drinks, Y/N.” Raph noted as he took a sip.

But Y/N just chuckled “I bought you some yesterday and made you guys some today. If that is spoiling you then I’m really sorry for you.”

“Still appreciated!” Surprisingly it was Donnie who said that. He might put on a bad boy persona but some warm drinks managed to break through his shell after all, huh?

“Okay, got it! Y/N is amazing! Now let’s put on the movie, I’ve been working my butt off the last few days I can really use this right now!” April said as she started the movie.

Y/N wanted to retort that her work was snooping around campus all day but they bit the comment back. Instead they took their coat and threw it on Leo as they made themself comfortable next to him. He just squawked in surprise as he shook the coat off his head.

“Since you are always so cold.” Y/N whispered, making sure to open their eyes wide and putting on a pout to show off some very sarcastic pity.

Leo just huffed but still moved their coat around his shoulders, his eyes now transfixed on the action movie that began.

Watching a movie with the family was always fun. Mikey loved gushing about the artistic choices, Donnie tended to explain some effects or why something didn’t make sense while Raph showed his appreciation for any kind of cool action sequences and Leo couldn’t help but throw in some possible one-liners for the hero of the movie that made everyone groan in the room.

April had a clear weakness for any journalist kind of characters that made sure to get themselves involved with the plot in order to find out more as to what was happening. Y/N on the other hand was in a similar boat like Leo. They couldn’t help themself as they made puns. They really felt smug and happy whenever they made a pun that resulted in the majority of the room to burst out into “boo!” and popcorn being thrown their way. At this point they could tell when it would happen and they always tried, mostly unsuccessfully, to catch some popcorn with their mouth. Sometimes this would result in Raph trying to throw popcorn into Y/N’s mouth as they darted across the room.

Right now though Y/N was leaning against a beanbag next to Leo with a few pieces of popcorn littering their body that they didn’t notice.

Leo placed his empty cup on the ground with a soft clink, his gaze tore off the movie to look at Y/N.

At first Y/N didn’t notice, to engrossed in the movie as the hero ran after some goons. Their own eyes following the action until they suddenly noticed that someone was very clearly staring at them from the corners of their eyes.

When Y/N turned their head to quizzically look at Leo, they noticed how close he really was. He looked shy, a question on his face but too scared to actually ask. There was an adorable blush on his face.

Not expecting this sudden closeness the human could feel their cheeks blush as well only for a thought to suddenly enter their mind which made them affectionately roll their eyes.

“What is it, Leonardo?”

“Y/N?”

“Uh-Huh?”

“I’m cold.”

Y/N’s eyes wandered over his form to indeed notice the small shivers that wrecked through his body but the way he sheepishly looked at them they knew he also just wanted another cuddle session. Once again, Y/N was actually pretty good at reading what was going through his mind.

With a soft grin they scooted closer to him “Well, let me in your little burrito then.”

“Yes!” he cheered quietly, not wanting that the others heard him.

He happily opened up his blanket and waited for Y/N to scoot closer. Once they were close enough he threw the blanket around them and practically pulled them into his lap. Wrapping his arms around them while simultaneously nuzzling his face against their collarbone. In return Y/N threw their one arm around Leo and slowly traced along his shoulder, their other hand rested on one of Leo’s arms that was wrapped around their body.

“Happy?” Y/N chuckled.

Once again Leo nodded against their body “Yes. Very warm. Very comfy.”

“The thief strikes again.” They sighed somberly.

Leo’s chuckle vibrated though his chest “I did tell you that I was kidnapping you but you still managed to flee. Still dumb enough to fall right back into my trap.”

“Sure, Leo. Believe what you want but we both know I just took pity on you.”

“I love your pity handouts.”

Okay, that was enough. Y/N pinched the skin on his arm as their only answer. Leo hissed in surprise and as he wanted to argue back, Y/N made a point of staring right at the movie. Ignoring him completely. Leo leaned back against the beanbag with an annoyed grumble.

He hated it when Y/N did things like that, even if they didn’t say anything it still felt like they had the last word in their argument. Instead he moved their body flush against his so he could lay his head on their shoulder to watch the movie.

“I swear to god Leo if you use this chance to sniff me-“

“Oh my god, Y/N! That’s weird!”

Y/N couldn’t help themself to laugh as they saw Leo’s horrified expression that was laced with a deep blush.

#rottmnt reader insert #rottmnt x reader #leonardo x reader #rise!leonardo x reader #rise leonardo x reader #tmnt reader insert #rootmnt x reader #Ramza writes #🌺👸-anon #🌺👸anon

[lykaios2]

cowboy f!Leo propaganda but fanfic >>>>

(cowboy f!Leo x fem reader and yes its placed in the wild west)

The doors of the saloon burst open, and everyone turned their heads to see a mysterious figure standing in the cloud of dust that had formed. He scanned the room in front of him, before making his way inside. He was a tall, muscular man with a relaxed, almost unbothered look on his face. He donned a traditional cowboy hat and a long, flowy beige coat, both with a dark blue trim. As he walked to the counter and began to make conversation with the bartender, everyone resumed their activities.

You sat alone at a table, only wanting to enjoy the background noise of all the happenings at the saloon. It was a familiar, comforting sound, and a nice way to relax after a long day. In fact, you were so absorbed in the bustling atmosphere that you hadn’t noticed the man from earlier take a seat next to you at your table.

“Pardon, m’lady, I hope you don’t mind if I sit here.”

“Oh, not at all.”

“Thank you very much, then.”

Now that you could see him up close, he seemed a different person. He had a smile on his face now, as opposed to the not-so-friendly look he wore earlier. From the way he carried himself, you would think not to mess with him. But he was quite relaxed now, humming along to the tune of the music and enjoying his drink. He didn’t seem to be doing much else, so after a minute of silence, you struck up a conversation again.

“So, what brings you to these parts? Don’t believe I’ve seen you around here before.”

“Ah, same as ever. Been looking for a new place to settle down. I’ve been on the road for quite some time now, so it’s real good luck to find a place like this to cool my heels.”

“Have you walked all this way?”

“Oh, heavens no. A man would be crazier ‘n horse feathers to make that kind of trip on foot. I got my trusty steed set up in the stables for the time being.”

“Right, ‘course. So then, whaddya think of our town here?” He looked around, as if to recall everything he had done so far. It wasn’t much, though.

“Can’t say I know too much about it, but I’m takin’ a fancy to it so far.”

“Well, why don’t you stay a while? It’d be my pleasure to show you around, if you’re feeling up to it.”

“Well, I’ll be damned. A kind soul you are, ma’am, and a darn good-lookin’ one too, I must say. I’d be delighted to have you as my guide.”

You blushed a bit at his comment. Not only was he a kind gentleman, but a sweet-talker too. He just smiled innocently, as if he didn’t know what he’d just done. After he finished enjoying the festivities, you led him out into the town. He followed you around as you showed him all the shops, the hotel, the well, and the residential areas.

“What’s your name, by the way? I don’t believe you mentioned it, and I’ve been wondering what to call you by…”

“Oh, my apologies, ma’am. The name’s Leonardo, but you can just call me Leon.”

“Leonardo. Quite a nice name. Sounds very formal.”

“Why, thank you. My dear papa gave it to me.”

“Haha, who else? How is your papa? Still around?”

“He is, thankfully. He’s getting up there in years, though. Doesn’t have much time left in this world. I’d hope to maybe get settled down somewhere before he moves on, so he knows that I’ll be happy.”

He looked a bit sentimental. He went on to tell many stories about his father, and his three brothers. His adventures were incredible. As he talked through the night, you watched the sun go down and the moon come up. After a little while, he stopped talking, and looked up at the night sky, watching the stars. Soon after, he got up from where he was sitting and stretched out his arms.

“Well, it’s gettin’ quite late, I suppose we should be hitting the hay now. Although…” He looked around. “…I don’t believe I’ve got a place to stay.” He turned to you with a sheepish smile on his face. “You wouldn’t happen to have a spare room, now would you?”

“Oh, yes, I do have a guest room, if you’d like to stay.”

“Why, darling, you are just the nicest person I’ve ever met. You know…” he said, taking your hand. “I think I might just stay here a while. Those other towns I came across, they were alright…” he brought your hand up and placed a soft kiss on it. “But none of them had you in there.”

#lykaios writes #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #tmnt 2018 #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt leo #rottmnt future leo #rottmnt x reader #cowboy leo #i would contribute a drawing but it probably wouldn't be done before the trend is over #cowboy leo propaganda is real #ngl i forgot he was canonically a cowboy for like two seconds #i liked the fit tho he wore it so well

[a-dumb-sarcastic-bisexual]

More ROTTMNT Headcanons:

The twins have been dramatic since birth

And Splinter has genuinely considered enrolling them in an acting class or drama group in the hidden city

If he didn’t know for a fact that it would make them more dramatic

When Mikey was six he heard a human say that tv rots your brain 

And he freaked out and told all his siblings 

The turtle tots knew that Splinter would never give up TV willingly 

So they decided to write and perform little skits

And they were pretty good considering the fact that a bunch of kids wrote them

Splinter knew what they were doing but he never corrected them 

Because he got to see his adorable little kids perform skits they wrote specifically for him

And really who could say no to that?

The whole group sits on the couch in very different ways 

Raph tries to take up as little space as humanly possible

He’ll cross his legs he’ll have his hands on his lap and he still takes up half the couch

The twins will lay across the couch that or they’ll sit criss-cross applesauce like toddlers 

And most of the time they end up kicking each other

Mikey will either sit on the armrest or he will lay across the backrest like a sloth

He always ends up falling asleep and he will fall off the couch or on one of his siblings 

One time he broke his pinky and fractured Donnie’s leg 

No one knows how he did it but he wasn’t allowed to lay on the backrest for a month after that incident 

April usually ends up using the bean bag chairs 

Because as much as she loves her brothers, she refuses to sit anywhere near Mikey when he’s on the couch

She can’t afford to buy another pair of glasses this year

When the twins hang out they either sit in total silence or they info dump for hours 

There is no in between 

Mikey is the only one who knows how to cook

Raph can make a pb&j but that’s about it

The twins and Splinter are banned from the kitchen

When Leo cooks he never follows a recipe he just picks what he thinks should go in it

And sometimes it turns out okay and sometimes his “food” has eyes and is breathing

Donnie will try and mess with the toaster or the oven whenever there is food inside 

He thinks if he messes with the oven then the pizza will finish faster 

And because of that, he burned three pizza’s in a row

And there are signs in the kitchen that say “this is a Donnie-free zone”

Splinter used to cook when he was younger 

But after being pampered (and then being held prisoner) for a couple of years all that info flew out the window

And the last time he tried to cook Donnie had to make a new oven 

The boys still have nightmares of that night

Raph has a terrible jaw 

He used to have a massive overbite 

And when he was sleeping he would grind his teeth so hard that his jaw would lock into place

It wasn't uncommon for him to dislocate his jaw when he was eating or playing 

Leo would have to pop it back into place at least three times a week

He had to have braces for four years straight and he still has to sleep with a retainer

And the rest of the boys all have some issue with their teeth

Mikey has random gapping between teeth

And all of Donnie’s teeth grew in crooked 

Leo has perfect teeth they’re all straight there’s no gapping 

And no matter how much coffee he drinks they’re always bright white

He’s never even had a cavity before which is weird cause he eats the most sugar 

He used to say that he got his superstar smile from Splinter 

But Splinter’s teeth were an absolute nightmare when he was a child

For the longest time, they were jealous because Leo’s smile was picture perfect

But Leo admitted that one of the reasons he cracks so many jokes is because he loves making his siblings smile

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #Rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt leo #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt raph #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt splinter #disaster twins #save rottmnt

[avvail-whumps]

‘guns for hire’ — the little duckling #23

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content warnings: mentioned multiple whumpers, intimate whumper, whumper caretaking, past stab wound, past character death, recovery, manipulation, glass wounds, blood

Recovery wasn’t as bad as Leo had been expecting. With the critical wound in his side still healing, he’d been bedridden for a long while. He had meals delivered to him, easing his stomach back to its usual habits, and he often found he was strong enough to keep them down when it wasn’t solid foods. 

Only Roy and Joey ever entered his room. It made him feel much more at ease when he heard his door clicking open, knowing he didn’t have to expect anybody that was going to grab him by the hair and drag him outside. He sometimes grew a little wary at night, becoming restless at the thought of somebody sneaking in, but he was certain that Roy was sneaking little sleeping pills into his food and drink that made him sleep peacefully. 

His eyes had been on the violin case by the windowsill. It had been sitting there since Roy pulled it out for him, and he’d wanted nothing more than to get up and start playing. The mercenary had made it clear that until he had the strength to stand around and cook, then the violin was staying there. 

“Where’s my jacket?” Roy hummed, playing with a knife in his hands. Leo blinked out of his daze, glancing at him in confusion. His eyes squinted softly. 

“I don’t know,” he croaked softly, seeming a little heartbroken at the prospect. “It was taken off of me.” 

Probably by Bran, he thought bitterly to himself, but he wasn’t willing to test fate by displaying his clear hatred for the big man. Roy cocked a brow, and Leo wasn’t quite sure if he saw a hint of annoyance in his eyes. They were focused so intently on the dagger, like he was contemplating something deeply. 

“Don’t worry, lion,” he drawled, offering him a light smile. “I’ll get it back for you.” 

Several days later, he dumped the familiar fabric into his lap. Leo could have cried from the sheer happiness he felt, bundling the jacket tightly into his arms and holding it close. It still smelled faintly of him, too, and Leo didn’t let go of it at all during his bedridden recovery. 

Once he was finally able to get back onto his feet, he knew he had to see the other mercenaries again. Roy had insisted he come downstairs for some food, rather than sit in bed and eat it by himself. The thought had struck him with a horrible terror in his heart, but he told himself as long as he stuck by Roy, then the other mercenaries wouldn’t be able to hurt him so easily. 

The first thing he noticed was how different the atmosphere was between them all. 

Beard was usually quiet, keeping much to himself, but it was seeing Bran hardly utter a word in the kitchen that struck the whole situation as odd. He chalked it down to the fact that Finger had been murdered, since that must have been enough to downplay the mood between them. He sat quietly at the kitchen table, keeping his eyes solely trained on the empty plate, hands clapped in his lap. Joey was taking the brunt of the cooking, but everybody seemed to pitch in occasionally. 

It made him recall the time he’d attempted to cook. The bolognese that had been so easily tossed in the bin by Bran without a care — now he seemed to be shutting up and taking what he was given. Leo himself also ate quietly. His heart was heavy in his chest just from being in the same room as them all. 

When Roy finished and promptly left the room, Leo watched him go with frightened eyes. A shock zapped up his spine, the despair of being left alone with the other mercenaries making a sickening wave of nausea smack into him mercilessly. His eyes darted back to their faces frantically. Joey offered him a brief glance, but Leo was already pushing away his half eaten plate of food, and swiftly scurrying after Roy. 

His eyes instantly found him as he exited the suffocating kitchen, and he turned around as if he’d been expecting him. “Want to go for a walk, lion?” 

Leo had liked the fresh air. Roy kept an arm draped around his shoulder, gently keeping him tucked into his side, but the secretary found he didn’t mind it. There was a part of his brain that was telling him he was getting too smitten. But it was quiet. 

Being stuck to Roy was to keep himself safe from the other mercenaries, but he also found that he just didn’t want to be alone. If it meant shuffling after the man wherever he went, then Leo did it. If he ate in the kitchen, then so did Leo. If he decided he wanted to sit and watch some television, then Leo would too. The mercenary hadn’t at all seemed to care. If anything, the little encouraging touches reassured him.

He wasn’t interested in what he was watching on the screen, but Leo didn’t care. As long as he was away from the others, and he wasn’t sitting alone, then he was relatively happy. The television was only on low, and so it was easy for him to hear Roy’s sudden question, startling him from the depths of his own thoughts. 

“Tell me about yourself, lion.” 

His eyes fluttered open wide, and he spared him a confused glance. “What?” 

Roy met his gaze. “Tell me about yourself.” 

About himself? Leo wondered where this sudden line of questioning was coming from. He hadn’t ever asked much about him, and he hadn’t thought he ever would. The only time he’d told him personal information was when he had the collar coiled around his throat, sending seizing shocks through his body. He involuntarily shuddered at the very thought. 

He didn’t want that to happen again. 

“What do you want to know?” He asked softly, his voice hesitant. He was trying to decipher whether this was some sort of trick. One thing he hadn’t missed about Roy were the subtle mind games, wondering whether he was being put to the test. The mercenary shifted, throwing one leg over the other with a sigh. 

“Anything,” he shrugged, eyes flicking back onto the TV. “Tell me what you like. What you don’t like.” 

Leo blinked slowly. His fingers fumbled in his lap, wringing anxiously. 

“Okay,” he breathed. “Um.” 

He tried wracking his brain. Under the silent pressure, he wasn’t even sure he knew what to answer the question with. His first thought jumped to the violin, but Roy already knew that. The question was so inexplicably normal that he felt like he’d forgotten everything simple about his life. He swallowed, releasing a shuddering breath. 

“I…like cats,” he finally whispered. He glanced over at Roy to see a smirk quirking at the corner of his lips. 

“How fitting,” he drawled, and Leo’s brows pinched in a frown. “Carry on.” 

He pressed his lips together. “I like looking at really old paintings.”

“You’re telling me you stand around in museums and art galleries?” 

Leo frowned. “Yes?” 

“Boring,” Roy sang, shaking his head playfully. There was a teasing lilt to his words, but he still couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. “Come on, keep going, lion.” 

Leo had the strength to send him a small glare out of the corner of his eyes. Roy’s gaze had been stripped from the screen, and now he seemed to pin his full attention on the secretary. He tried not to squirm under his intense stare, desperately thinking of something else. 

“Hot chocolate,” he answered absentmindedly. “But only the Galaxy mix. With cream and marshmallows.” 

“Sweet tooth?” Roy crooned. 

Leo nodded his head in embarrassment. The man tilted his head to the side, almost in curiosity. He was shocked by the normality of their conversation. It made everything seem almost normal. It made him feel normal. How long had it been since everything had been so simple? Leo found himself relaxing completely. His eyes stayed trained on the mercenary’s face, feeling sucked in.

“But...I also like salty stuff.”

Roy hummed. “That so?”

Leo fiddled with his fingers as a thought crossed his mind. He wasn’t confident he was even allowed to ask, but he found himself doing it anyway.

“What about you?” He whispered hesitantly. “Can you...tell me about yourself?”

Roy’s expression didn’t give anything away, but his chest seemed to rise and fall with a subtle sigh. His eyes shifted away, shaking his head slowly.

“Not today, lion,” he hummed under his breath, and Leo bit the inside of his cheek in disappointment.

“Okay.”

They both went back to watching the television in silence. Leo’s eyes would occasionally dart towards the kitchen door when somebody would leave or enter, but he eventually managed to keep himself still. He wanted to ask Roy how long they would be staying here for; he hoped it wasn’t permanent. The brief thought of escape stirred back within his brain, but he pushed it down. With everybody here, there was hardly a point.

Leo glanced at the window out of the corner of his eye. It was starting to get dark, and he could feel his head start to swim. Joey had left some aspirin in his room in case this started happening, and so he was eager to swallow it down and rest for the night.

As he retreated back up to his room on the second floor, he just caught the glimpse of a big shadow looming over him. His eyes darted upwards to meet with the snarling face of Bran, glowering down at him. The man didn’t bother to make room, simply shoving Leo abruptly out of the way like a rag doll.

“Move,” he snapped angrily, seemingly uncaring as Leo smacked into the wall painfully. His shoulder clipped a frame on the wall, and he heard it clatter off it’s hinges. It tipped forward, and landed face first onto the ground. The horrible, ear piercing shattering of glass cut through the silence, and Leo’s hands clasped over his mouth in shock.

His wide eyes darted towards Bran, who was staring at him with a deep scowl.

Not a moment later, Roy appeared at the top of the stairs. His gaze instantly landed on the frame and the little shards of glass on the ground, before his arms crossed over his chest.

Leo could feel his heart pounding in his ribs.

“What happened?” He asked, his voice and neutral expression leaving nothing to pick from. Bran kissed his teeth, almost rolling his eyes, as if he found the entire situation completely absurd.

“Your pet doesn’t know how to walk properly,” he snarled, and Leo finally uncovered his mouth with shaking hands.

“No,” he whispered, his voice wobbling from the sheer panic. “No, no, I...”

The words died instantly in his throat when he felt Bran’s intense, terrifying glare burn into his head. He tried to open his mouth to explain something, to tell him it wasn’t his fault, but he couldn’t.

Roy’s brow cocked, before he redirected his stoney gaze towards Bran.

“Pick it up.”

The man scowled. “Excuse me?”

Even though Roy wasn’t as tall as Bran, he still took a firm step forward. His eyes didn’t leave his, hardening with a terrying vigour he had never seen before.

“Are you deaf?” Roy spoke harshly. “I said pick it up.”

“Fuck,” Bran hissed. Leo skittered backwards when the big man surged towards the broken painting, his face twisted in frustration. Roy’s words seemed to leave no room for complaints, but Leo was still trying to swallow down the bile that had built up in the back of his throat.

The moment the man crouched down to angrily pick up the glass, Roy’s boot violently slammed down on his hand. The sickening squelch of glass jaggedly piercing through flesh cut through the air, and Bran let out a deep, pained yell as the mercenary squashed his hand into the floorboards.

“Fuck!” He groaned, other hand bracing against the wall for support. “You fucking—fuck!”

Roy’s boot dug harder into the flesh, his eyes dark. “What was that?” He murmured lowly, his voice laced with disdain. “Say it again.”

Bran’s jaw clenched, a shuddery breath escaping him from the initial shock of pain. “Fuck you,” he growled, dripping with pained animosity. Blood pooled from under his palm. “Fuckin’ crazy as your—”

Roy pressed down harder, and Bran’s words were instantly cut off.

“Keep it up and Joey’ll be burying you out back beside Rafi,” he gritted out slowly. He sounded as though he was thoroughly restraining himself, and Leo’s stomach churned as he stayed far back. “That’s if I’m feeling nice.”

He lifted his boot, and turned away from Bran with a curt sigh. Leo pressed himself close to the wall as he passed him, his head darting back and forth when he realised he was heading into his room.

Without a second thought, Leo scurried after him.

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[ninjaneonleon]

The Speakeasy Under the Arena

More Propaganda! Except this time, it's about a possible location that I think would be cool. A Speakeasy under the arena, where anyone from any universe can visit, even if they're not in the contest. After all, inter dimensional friendships can exist, right?

@tmntaucompetition What do you think?

Yuichi was a little in awe of everything happening. He surely could not have predicted that their relaxing family vacation to Japan would end up with the majority of their group kidnapped and warped to some dimension between dimensions where dozens upon dozens of copies of his family would be competing in some sort of contest. Sure, he was prepared for a lot. This was a little beyond his region of expertise. Another thing that Yuichi could not have predicted was the fact that the four turtles were so at ease here. Until they had arrived, none of them had mentioned anything about other versions of them besides the ones that CJ could summon. Now they were chatting happily with the counterparts without a care in the world. Yuichi had stayed close to Leo the whole time. He had seen a few other white rabbits scattered around, but not too many. At least some of his counterparts had found the Hamatos. He hoped they were happy together.

“C’mon, guys, Gemini said it was down this way.” After regrouping with the others after an initial exploration, Leo had insisted they investigate some secret ‘speakeasy’ below the arena. Yuichi wasn’t exactly sure what a speakeasy was but Mikey had lit up excitedly so clearly it was something good.

“And why are we taking pointers from that witch jerk who beat us last time?” Donnie asked with a sneer. “As I recall it, they barely stuck around to say anything when you greeted them earlier.”

“That was before I actually talked to them,” Leo waved him off. “We bonded over our Mamas. I think they actually like me now.” That got Donnie to shut his mouth. He looked like he sucked a lemon. Yuichi couldn’t blame him, he didn’t like bringing up Big Mama either.

“Well, Raph is curious how they found out about it in the first place,” the oldest turtle said with a small snort. “You said it was only for people who didn’t make it into the contest, right?”

“Yeah, but who’s gonna stop us?” Leo asked with a grin. “It’s a speakeasy, that means it’s not even technically supposed to be here. It’s illegal. That’s the point.” Yuichi was getting more doubtful that this was a good idea. If it was illegal, maybe they shouldn’t be indulging themselves? But then, none of the others seemed worried, not even Raph. Surely it wouldn’t be too bad.

The path they were following opened up into a dimly lit room. Well, it was more like a few rooms, with lights along the walls and a sort of haze over everything, as well as the smell of alcohol floating through the air. Over to one side of the main room, Yuichi spotted the Gemini twins, the Leo and Donnie that had been raised by Big Mama that Leo had befriended before. They seemed to be drinking something colourful out of interesting looking glasses. There were a few others scattered around but no one the others seemed to outright recognise.

That was when Yuichi understood: a speakeasy was some sort of illegal bar. Huh. That was an interesting thing to learn today.

“Are we even legal to drink here?” He asked Leo, his voice barely a whisper.

“Who knows?” Leo said with a grin and a shrug. Then his eyes lit up as he looked over towards the bar. “Let’s find out.” He grabbed Yuichi’s hand and tugged him over. With all the confidence of the faceman of the team, Leo knocked on the wooden counter. “What’s good, barkeep?” He asked with a smirk.

The bartender turned around, then froze.

Yuichi froze too.

That was a big white rabbit.

The white rabbit in question blinked before focusing on Leo properly. “Now is that a Leon I recognise or am I going crazy here?” He teased.

“You tell me, Cheech.” Leo crossed his arms on the bar and smirked up at the tall rabbit.

“It is you!” The big rabbit, Cheech, leaned over and hugged Leo over the bar. “Oh it’s so good to see you again, kid! How have you been? You’re looking good.”

“I’m good, Cheech. Uh, this is Yuichi. My Yuichi, I mean.” Leo pulled back from the hug and gently pulled Yuichi forwards. “He ended up here too this time.”

Yuichi couldn’t help but bow a little. This older, very tall version of himself commanded respect in a way Yuichi didn’t know anyone like him could. “It’s nice to meet you, uh, sir.”

“Well, firstly you don’t have to be so formal with me, kid. Just stick with Cheech, like your Leo does,” Cheech rubbed the back of Yuichi’s head fondly. “It’s nice to meet you. Leon wouldn’t stop gushing about you last time I saw him, so it’s good to finally get to meet you.”

“Cheech,” Leo whined, rubbing his cheeks. Then he glanced over with a small huff. “Oh Pizza Supreme, does he really think that would work?” Yuichi followed Leo’s gaze. There was an older Leo who looked very similar to how CJ’s Sensei looked except he had a big, fake moustache on and was very pointedly not looking over at them. “I’m gonna go say hi. I wanna know if his… ‘nightmares’ are getting better.” The way Leo said nightmares made Yuichi tense up. That was not a normal way to say that word. Leo knew something and it wasn’t good.

Before Yuichi could properly process what that meant, Leo had slipped away, leaving a kiss on his cheek and a very awkward bunny with a very cool looking older rabbit.

Well… this was awkward. How did Leo make it seem so easy to talk to his counterparts?

“You can relax, kid, I don’t bite.” Cheech assured him with a chuckle. “Just grab a seat, what can I get for you?”

“Uh, I know this is a bar but do you have some tea?”

Cheech chuckled again. “One green tea coming up. Don’t worry, it’s on the house,” He said with a wink.

Okay, Yuichi could totally do this. Talking to someone who was so much cooler than he was would be easy, he could survive without Leo for a few minutes.

Or so he thought. A heavy shape dragged itself over to the bar with a grunt and it sat on the stool a space away from Yuichi.

“Pass me another strong one, won’t you?” This Leo was older than Yuichi’s Leo, but not as old as Cheech’s Leo. If Yuichi had to guess, he’d say this Leo was in his mid twenties, maybe his early thirties.

“No way, you’ve had enough,” Cheech shot back. “You can have some tea along with my counterpart here. And I swear, if you bring any more trouble to my bar–”

“Fine, I get it.” The grumpy, drunk Leo huffed and flopped over the bar. He turned a grumpy eye up at Yuichi. “You’re a bit young to be here, aren’t you?”

“You’re a bit young to be so washed up and grumpy,” Yuichi said before his brain really caught up to his mouth. Oh, spirits, he shouldn’t have said that. Except maybe he should have because the grumpy Leo started laughing.

“You’ve got balls, I’ll give you that, kid.” He sat up and offered his hand. “Everyone around here’s calling me Cleo. Dunno why, but it’s good to meet you.”

Yuichi took Cleo’s hand and shook it. “Yuichi. But I don’t seem to be the only one around here.”

“What does your Leo call you?”

“Chi.”

“Then we’ll stick with that if that’s alright.” Cleo flopped back down on the bar and huffed when a cup of green tea was placed on the counter by his face.

“Here you go, boys. Two green teas. Enjoy.” Cheech shot Yuichi a smile before heading down the bar to what looked like a version of Donnie in a tutu. Huh. Not the weirdest sight Yuichi had seen so far.

“Do you have anything shiny on you?” Cleo asked very suddenly. He sat up slowly and glanced around.

“Uh, why?” Yuichi asked, looking around as well. He had a spare keyring on him that was pretty shiny, but why did it matter?

“Because there is a gremlin Leo who is collecting.” Cleo nodded towards a shadowy corner of the room where there seemed to be a nest of sorts with a blanket thrown over it. From under the blanket, Yuichi spotted two hazy but curious eyes. Was that really a Leo? Well, if it was, Yuichi could help. Maybe. He wanted to help.

Slowly, Yuichi climbed out of his seat and scooted closer to the makeshift den. He heard a scared chittering from inside so he stopped nearby and waited.

The so-called gremlin Leo crawled out of the den a moment later. He moved like an animal and was covered in scars. The blue scarf around his neck did little to hide the massive scar there, nor did it cover the numerous cracks in his shell.

The Gremlin Leo clicked and chirped at Yuichi curiously, flinching back a little when Yuichi raised his hand but then slowly approaching when he didn’t move again. Eventually, he leaned up and nuzzled into Yuichi’s touch, churring happily.

Yuichi’s heart broke. What had happened to this Leo to leave him so broken? He had clearly suffered a lot… but he was still recognisably Leo. Still curious and kind. It seemed like not every universe had been good to Leo as Yuichi had hoped.

Cleo had mentioned that Gremlin Leo liked shiny things. After giving him a good stroke and a bit of a cuddle, Yuichi pulled out his spare, sparkly keychain. Instantly, Gremlin Leo’s eyes dilated and he snatched the keyring out of Yuichi’s hand. He paused, nuzzled into Yuichi’s hand again, then scampered back into his den with a happy churr.

“It’s not good for you to dwell on those ones.” That was Yuichi’s Leo. He sounded pained but understanding. “They only hurt while they’re like this. They do usually get better though.”

Yuichi stood and turned, clinging to his Leo. He’d never let him become like that other Leo, he’d protect Leo with everything he had. So long as Yuichi was breathing, Leo would never suffer like that Leo had.

“Hey, it’s okay,” Leo murmured, holding Yuichi closer. “That’s not me. I’m alright and I’m safe,” He promised.

“That will never be you,” Yuichi said, trying to fight back his tears. “I won’t let it be you.”

“Then I know I’m safe,” Leo said with a soft chuckle. “C’mon, why don’t you introduce me to Mr. Tall, grumpy and drunk who is trying to convince Cheech to spike his tea? He seems like he could use a smile and I know just the rabbit to help him out.”

Like a soothing balm over the sting of what Yuichi had just seen, Leo helped calm the pain of seeing that other. Leo had brought. Leo was okay. Yuichi was okay. They were here to have fun and make friends.

“Sure. Cleo’s not so bad.” Yuichi took Leo’s hand and tugged him over to the bar. He could do this. Yuichi could totally function and socialise and be a member of his team. He had Leo to help him out. Even if this was weird, Yuichi was sure he could manage it. Besides, how hard could it be to deal with a few extra Leos?

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Gemini Twins and Swanatello belong to @tangledinink

Cheech and Leonardo (with his fake moustache) belongs to @kinky-asexual

Cleo belongs to @reagi-df

Gremlin Leo belongs to @riseleon

The rest belong to me and @geniusbuilttm

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