#sprite writes

[sprite-and-the-bunnydragons]

Honest question from an only child—what’s it like having siblings? I just realized most of the population has experiences/feelings/etc. that I don’t/can’t have, and I write a lot of characters with siblings or sibling-adjacent people in their lives (a la found family; I know found relationships like that are bound to be different, though). I want to get the vibes as right as I can!

And I’m also just curious. Living most of/all of your life in the same house as someone else near-ish your age? Incredible. Fascinating. They’re just … there when you wake up. And they’re still there at the end of the day. I have no frame of reference for this plz help

[sprite-writes-fanfic]

Hey , I was wondering how do you think the Bay Turtles would react to that Tik Tok trend where the gf called their bf their husband ? Like they could be at the lair and April calls reader amd reader is like " Ya I'm at my husbands place " etc.

This is the trend I'm talking about

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGeypmGWK/

Very cute idea! Also Bayverse request! 😚👌💙

🐢Calling Them Your Husband🐢

💙❤️Bayverse TMNT x Reader💜🧡

Word Count: 917

CW: Gender-neutral reader, calling him your husband 🥰, fluffy as hell, not proof-read.

TikTok was an interesting platform that you enjoyed scrolling through occasionally, and it wasn’t until one day you stumbled upon the couple side of TikTok. You were planning on scrolling past until a certain one caught your attention, and it certainly got you thinking…

Later that night, you and your boyfriend were doing your nightly activities as you usually did, when you got a sudden call from April. You answered with a smile, “Hey April, what’s up?” You ask, the conversation flowing naturally until she asked where you were at. Without hesitation, you answered, “Oh! Yeah, I’m at my husband's place.” You smile, before glancing over at the turtle beside you, getting the following reaction…

🐢💙Leonardo💙🐢

💙 Leo was staring rather intensely at you, feeling a flood of emotions course through him as he stared at you. He would then let out a soft chuckle, and waited until you hung up. He really liked that, oh he REALLY loved that actually, you saw him as your husband, huh?

💙 Once you hung up, he wrapped his arms around you and kissed you sweetly, “So, what was that about, hm?” He mused, as you giggled a bit. “You want to get married? Why didn’t you just say so?” He smiles, and you couldn’t find it in your heart to tell him it was a TikTok, you just couldn’t, not at the time anyways. And plus, I mean the topic was on your mind after all.

💙 “Oh yeah.” You grin as you draw him into a loving kiss, “Let’s get married?” You ask, smiling at him. A chuckle escapes him and he presses his forehead against yours, “Yeah… Let’s get married.” He swiftly lifts you up, bridal style, “And let’s make it soon. I want this husband title to be more permanent.” He chuckles. (Though you would have to tell him later down the line about this because you felt a tad bit guilty, spoiler; he was confused, but he was fine with it.)

🐢❤️Raphael❤️🐢

❤️ Raph gave you a soft chuckle, before placing a hand on your hip, “Damn right you are.” He smirked down at you. Now this, dear reader, stroked his ego, he absolutely loved it. He waits for you to finish up the call with April, lightly rubbing your skin in a loving manner as he was left with his thoughts for a moment.

❤️ Once you hung up, he kissed your head, “Husband, huh? Get that from somewhere?” He asks, and you couldn’t help but chuckle, “Yes… I did, it was a TikTok idea.” He playfully rolled his eyes, “Now you didn’t mean it?” He teased, making you panic, “Of course I did, Raph!” He let out a small laugh, “Easy, Dollface. I’m messing with you.” He would kiss your forehead, calming you down.

❤️ He was a little disappointed that it was a TikTok trend, but he does have to admit, you calling him your husband certainly felt good. Now he was rather tempted to make you a Hamato, if you catch my drift. But he’d wait, he wants it to be at the right time… For now, he’s just relentlessly bullies you (lovingly) about this for a good while.

🐢💜Donatello💜🐢

💜 Chokes, Donnie literally chokes. He was in the middle of drinking some apple juice when the phrase, ‘my husband’s’, gave him some whiplash with this one. He was choking and coughing, wiping away dripping juice as you panicked and hung up on April to help him, (RIP Donnie, died to apple juice 💀).

💜 Once you finish helping him clean up, he would finally regain his composure, his nostrils still stinging from the apple juice, he asks, “What was that about?” He wasn’t angry, not at all, just really confused about this whole thing. Husband? That’s not the right term, you guys aren’t married (yet)! You end up explaining, “Well… It was a TikTok trend and I kinda wanted to see how you’d react.” You admit.

💜 He chuckles and shakes his head at this, “A TikTok trend?” He asks, “Well, it certainly caught me off guard… But maybe don’t do that the next time I’m drinking apple juice, it isn’t pleasant in the throat nor the nose.” He warns, making you smile, “Right, sorry Don.” And you kissed his cheek, returning back to your fun nightly activities of working on his latest invention.

🐢🧡Michelangelo🧡🐢

🧡 Mikey goes along with it, he’s seen this trend. He wraps his arms around your waist and leans against your shoulder, speaking closer to the phone, “Yup~ Wifeys at my place!” He grins, and now you were feeling yourself get red in the face, now a little flustered that he went along with it. It kinda made you feel a little giddy inside.

🧡 Once hanging up, Mikey was giving you a smug smirk, “Tried to pull that one on me? Well I’m two steps ahead of you, angelcakes!” He grins as he’d kiss your cheek, making you groan, “Damn it, Mikey. I was hoping you’d be a little more on the surprised side, but alas, you know TikTok better than I do.” Making him laugh and nuzzle against your neck.

🧡 He placed sweet kisses along your neck, “Nah, that just takes the fun out of it.” He grins widely, pulling away to look into your eyes, “Plus, I’ve always wanted to call you wifey.” He smirked again when he saw you blush a little harder, making you sigh, “Fine fine! You win.” You groan, hugging him around the shoulders, as he laughed softly and nuzzled your cheek lovingly.

[spritepopssilly]

pre incident owen tended to curt a lot. metaphorically and physically. bandaging his wounds and sewing him up, Curt hates the sight of his own blood after all. offering soft words of comfort after a particularly nasty reprimand from Cynthia, pressing kisses to his knuckles when they barely make it out. of course, Curt reciprocates where he can. he has his faults, not so best at the comforting words, pushing plans past the breaking point, getting caught up in what he thinks is right.

can you blame him? Curt is dedicated to his cause. Owen is dedicated to him

Owen tries to dedicate himself to chimera, trying to adapt himself to the new environment. he has nobody left to dedicate himself too, and as time goes on, he despises how he used to care so gently for a man who abandoned him. he flips between hating him, and hating himself for it.  if his death was avoided, his would have reigned true.

ill write another post on reconciliation and how i think it would go some other time. the point is, Curt would be at a loss. this isn't the same man who he knew, who he loved. he wants to love him despite it, but it requires serious changes to himself. while Owen would be guarded at first, over time he would lash out more, expressing his feelings in a harsh way. Curt will have to get his act together to care for the man he no longer knows, and it's an uphill battle. nothing they're not used to, though. the gradual changes as Curt is no longer distracted by his work, and instead can focus on Owen. all of him. learning the way he works, his signs, his tells. how to hold him without holding him, and how to love him the way he is now. Owen has to open back up, but it may take years, if ever. he still loves Curt, but he has to learn how to love him in his own way now.

[giomagnetism]

Spencer strikes a match. Bronze and pink, fog suffuses the nascent morning light over Junction, darkening the broken asphalt, the distant metal pillars gleaming with lustre. Four and a half long hours have gone, left with the last Goldie to slip under the waves. Nobody has spoken in half as long. She sits, slouched matte white and gray-blue, on the lip of the withdrawn basket; hisses as the flame leaps to attention at the end of her glove.

Sharp light glitters off her fractured glasses and reflects in her eyes, narrowed, focused, reverent, as she presses the match to tinder. Ungrateful, idle idiots, the lot of them. At her ankle, their impending breakfast slouches, eyes lolled and unseeing, out of a stinger's pot. There are eyes on her. Fire catches, and she glances up, orange dancing and spitting under her chin.

Shiloh's watching, silently. She thins her lips, then lifts an eyebrow, invisible under the cut of her bangs. He grins anyway.

[kittlee-sprite]

“do you wanna talk about it?”

more than you could ever imagine. but I won’t or won’t in full whether, intentionally or non intentionally because, you’ll get tired of me always feeling like shit. because you’ll eventually get tired of having to be concerned and on edge all the time. you’ll regret telling me that I can come to you any time because I’ll keep abusing it. you’ll wish you never knew me because I can’t seem to get better and I just can’t hurry up and heal and follow your advice to the T. you’ll ask yourself why were you cursed with loving this one. just like others have,,,,

because how dare I make your life harder and miserable by giving you a piece of my hard life and my misery.

“no its ok. maybe later. I’ll be fine. don’t worry <3.”

[sprite-real]

Other account has been made! Please check it out!

[dimeadozencows]

You know it's over for you when you can draw a whole page of only one character

Shamelessly plugging (pun intended) my Ramb essay on my most popular post of him lol. (Check it out if you want, I think it turned out neat!!)

[sarrinight]

4 chapters of this is a diabolical running theme btw LMAO

also the other instance happening in "Berdly's romantic fantasy about Susie"

[sprite-and-the-bunnydragons]

Out of context things about my house/area nearby

-Rubber frogs are everywhere (we did not put them there)

-Possibly mildly haunted bathroom (unrelated to frogs)

-Light switch to alternate dimension that does absolutely nothing

-Occasional invasion by feral pigs

-At least 3 Voids

-Ex-light up sink (not in mildly haunted bathroom)

-Frank

-Neighbor rabbits

-Distinct lack of squirrels (the rabbits and I claim plausible deniability)

-Mysterious dents (I plead the fifth on whether or not I know how they got there)

-Really, really good blueberries

-Travis (short for Travesty)

-The wind makes an evil harmonica/raspberry noise

-Ninja Cows (beware at all costs)

-Pretty view

-Random explosions from any direction at any hour (you only REALLY need to be concerned when you hear a ���pwing” after)

-Wizard Tree

-An absurd number of thunderstorms

-Vines eating my workspace

[sprite-and-the-bunnydragons]

Thanks so much @loz-chainsofcorruption @hero-of-the-wolf @ixtaek @manyfandomfanatic @gryphonlover for tagging me on this! 90% of my WIPs only exist in my head, but I’m back at work and like to write fast, so they may not be just ideas for much longer!😁

-The Great Ravio Rescue Chapter Whatever We’re On

-TGRR Aftermath

-The Voe in the Sand

-A Chain of Unusual Adoptions Part 1–Warriors

-The Fastest Way to a Hero’s Heart Chapter 3

-Nighty Knight

No pressure tags to @mmelete @readingismyhobby24 @blarefordaglare @16mistypaw @interlink-au @emig22 and anyone else who’d like to join!

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous.  Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it!  And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I was tagged by @rebornofstars who clearly HATES ME because…. (In no particular order):

Shadowed

Ululation

Four Adjuration Epilogue

Legend Adjuration Epilogue

Wind Adjuration Epilogue

LE63ND

Game Over

The Korok Space Program

Drown

Dimidiate

Princess of Legend

NaviRulie

Child of the Forest

GanonRulie (ongoing collab)

The Actual Wrath of Khan

Oracular Refrain

Game Mechanics

Supplant

Snare

To Thunderous Applause

Refrenced

I… I’ve probably forgotten some. Head in hands. Legend sigh emoji. Bee… Bee, I have to tag 21 people now. Look what you’ve done to me.

No pressure: @gia-d @weavingstarlight @needfantasticstories @hotcheetohatredwastaken @life-in-winter @tashacee @undertheopensky @glittercat34 @somer-writes @sister-dear @a-manicured-lawn @bittirsweeteer @bokettochild @musical-chan @straight-outta-hobbiton @kisnroses @zarvasace @whatvioletdoes-blog @whitewinterstar @toyouhellohowareyou @nyastri

[sprite-writes-fanfic]

Thomas Hewitt being obsessed with his chubby S/O 💕

Hey guys it’s me, today was a really productive day and to add to that I wrote this, I’m feeling hella good right now, I sincerely hope y’all enjoy, I’m dipping my feet back into slasherfics <3

Word count: 750

CW: 🔞SMUT!! MDNI!!🔞 Thomas Hewitt being a sweetpea, body worship, obsession over you. AFAB reader, but no pronouns are used!

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Thomas is obsessed with you, and that much is clear. From the day he met you, to the day he wedded you, and even today, he’s still obsessed; much more so now than he was before. He loved the way you looked, how soft you felt. He absolutely adored your soft chubby body, the way it felt in his hands when he held you in his arms. Soft touches from your hands when they come to rub his arms up and down to soothe him when he’s upset always elicit goosebumps every time, how you manage to touch him and calm him down within an instance.

He loves to touch you, he loves when you touch him. The feeling of your skin against his rough calloused palms, it mesmerizes him how soft you are. His favorite thing to do is approaching you from behind while you work on dishes or cooking, his hand skimming your arms, caressing your bare skin, before his hands would move to rest on your stomach, his hands gently kneading at your soft belly, feeling the doughiness in his hands, before he gently moves to gently rub at your hips, just enjoying you. Just holding you like that, you letting him have that simple comfort, it means the world to him, more than you would ever know.

His obsession transfers to your sex life. He worships every part of you, his hands gently caressing your body as you lay on your shared bed, completely bare to him. He’ll start with your breasts, his eyes glazing over the beautiful skin adorned with small stretch marks and gently feeling how soft and squishy they are. He’d gently massage and squeeze them, his thumbs moving delicately over your nipples until they pebble under his thumbs, listening to your soft breathy moans as he gently toys with your sensitive buds.

He would then move down, his eyes meeting yours as he would feel your pudgy stomach, his hands ever so gently caressing the soft skin, tracing your beautiful stretch marks, before he would lean down and leave soft kisses along them, showing his love and appreciation for each and everyone of them. Every stretch mark your body adorns he shows his love too with his kisses, his lips are chapped until they moisten with each sloppy kiss he leaves behind.

He then moves to your plush thighs, gently squeezing them and pressing his face against, closing his eyes as his lashes tickle your skin. Oh how he adores these beautiful thighs, he loves when they wrap around his head and squeezes it whenever he goes down on you. He always starts with your inner thighs, leaving gentle delicate kisses, occasionally nipping your skin to earn a soft gasp from you. Marking was never his thing, but something about your thighs makes him want to decorate him with his little love marks. He trails from your inner thighs to your pretty pussy, gently licking flat upon it, sucking your clit, doing everything to make you cum on his tongue within minutes.

Then the next moment, he has your legs thrown over his shoulder as he gently takes you. His thick cock slowly pressing in and stretching you out in a way you remember. The stretch burns but in a way you adore, pleasure coursing through you as he slowly thrusts his hips into yours, never daring to go any faster or harder unless you ask rather nicely. His pace is usually a sweet, slow and sensual lovemaking, he knows how big he is, he wouldn’t ever want to hurt you, ever, so he takes his time, working you up and helping you reach your peak and riding through your blissful orgasm. His pace speeds up only a fraction as he would chase his own high before spilling his seed deep inside you, a low groan leaving him as his own lips, eyes fluttering, his head tilted back as he pants out.

After your little lovemaking session, he particularly likes to cockwarm inside you. He enjoys your warmth and the feeling of being as close as possible, spooning you in his arms as you kiss him softly across his face and caress his worn out body, a soft groan emitting from his lips as he relaxes under your touch. God, did he feel truly blessed, and he thanks whatever god is out there to give him his precious darling that he can forever hold, love and cherish til the day he dies.

[giomagnetism]

Pinned for links and general info. Last edit 2.01.2025

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[tazmiilly]

guy who takes notes....

[sprite-and-the-bunnydragons]

Oh, I love reading/writing books like this! Totally agree, there needs to be more unique ideas and different perspectives in books. If anyone’s interested, a few of my favorites that do what prev mentioned really well:

-Cece Rios and the Desert of Souls by Kaela Rivera. If you read nothing else on this list. READ. THIS. Amazing magic system that’s like A:TLA but the Spirit World has collided violently with the normal world and you can go up to something like Koh the Face-Stealer and yoink away his soul. Very subtle romances that develop out of friendships and mutual trust first. Tons of Central American folklore with fresh twists. Characters you immediately love. Heavy topics like justice vs. revenge, abuse, and the price of secrets handled with grace and honor. 10/10 go read this!!!!

-The Magic Thief by Sara Prineas. Has 1 mild swear in the first book, but is otherwise clean. Best 1st person narrator I’ve EVER seen, this is a masterclass in unique POV and worldbuilding with cheeky humor throughout that’ll make you grin. Romance exists in the later books, but it’s far from the focus, instead exploring what it means to make a home (while saving the city from eternal winter, stopping an evil uncle from killing magic, finding out that said magic is ALIVE, and so. many. biscuits. Do not read on an empty stomach.😁).

-Peter Nimble and His Fantastic Eyes by Jonathan Auxier. Honestly? Anything by Auxier. No one writes like him, no one has fantastical ideas like him. But Peter Nimble is my favorite. Thieving, magical eyes (literal eyes you can swap out like glasses but with Consequences), a cat-horse-knight-thing who is messy and perfect, deserts, an enslaved kingdom that doesn’t know they’re enslaved, SUSPENSE, so many secrets, and one of my favorite protagonists ever. Just when you think the book’s going one way, it swerves and gets even better. Didn’t know gothic fantasy could be a thing, but it’s a thing now. Was my all-time favorite fiction book before I found Cece Rios. Still a favorite I can read again and again.

you know what? I’m just gonna say it: we need more unique stories.

[buttercupshands]

Sketch dump of month old sketches I forgot to post

[dimeadozencows]

I redrew rambs sprites is there a power strip emoji

🔌 does this count

The descriptions I gave each expression are what they're called in the files :]

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