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In your new gen for tmnt do casey and april have kids? do they hang out with the turtle kids?

A/N: Have I really not brought up them yet? Oh no! Yes, Casey and April have kids a boy and a non-binary child. I guess you should meet them!Fandom: TMNTCharacters: TMNT New Gen: Sofi, Dom, Titan, Elisa and O’Neil-Jones New Gen: Frankie Jones, and Auggie JonesNote: I do realize I made an Augustus/Auggie Jones in the Mecha TMNT but I really do love that name and April would love for her kids and grandkids to carry that name so… yes I am reusing it.A tall boy with red hair walked into the lair, immediately greeted with a hug by a certain burgandy red turtle. He laughed, “Hey, Elisa. Sorry I didn’t mean to be this late.” He joked, shaking the turtle off.

“You’re always late, Jones.” Elisa added, glancing behind him to the dark haired little sibling. Frankie was so shy. “Hey Frankie.” She smiled, pulling their blue sock cap off their head to mess with their dark shaggy hair. “Sofi and Titan is in the garage.”

Augustus, or as everyone calls him ‘Auggie’,  was only a month younger than the turtles. He grew like a weed, he and Domenico both six foot tall and according to Donatello Domenico and Augustus has a few more years of growing. They are only seventeen.Frankie, born Francesca because April and Casey expected another boy, likes to go by Frankie. They where two years younger than the Turtle Cousins, only about five foot four. Auggie had his mom’s red hair cut short and clean but Frankie had shaggy Casey black hair hidden under a sock cap all the time. No one could remember a time in their life without each other and Frankie may be a bit shy but they had the brains of their mother while Auggie got the temper of their father.

Frankie nodded, fixing their hat before making their way to the garage as April and Casey walk into the lair. “Aunt April! Uncle Casey! We didn’t know you where coming to?”“Yeah, Casey wanted to help your dad train you guys today. So, I am helping Donnie.” April shrugged. “August, you better keep your temper in check.”

“I will,” he rolled his eyes and turned back to Elisa. “Where’s Dom?”

“Waiting for us in the dojo.” She chuckled.

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I really need some ideas, I want to write today but I am fresh out of ideas.

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Do sofi, titan, ella and titan have or are planing on having tattoos?

Elisa, short for Elisabeth/Elisabetta.Sofi doesn’t plan on having tattoos, Elisa is debating on getting a rose on her shoulder. The boys each got a tattoo that matched the one on their fathers’ arm. They got those at fifteen.

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Leo: Just bring Donnie to me.

Raph: Well, he locked himself in the bathroom.

Leo: Just tell him I said something.

Raph: Said what?

Leo: Anything factually inaccurate.

[two minutes later]

Donnie: [to Leo, incredulously] I’m sorry, the sky is blue because it’s reflecting the colour of the ocean?

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What would it be like if Raph and Donnie liked the same girl? I love your writing btw!

I’m happy you like my writing! This is different from anything I’ve ever written so I hope you like this!

We all know Raph is competitive so if he finds out that Donnie is trying to make a move on you, he’s gunna go all out. He wants to spend as much time as he can with you and try to sway you in his direction. Not even a second into you entering the lair, you can hear Raph calling for you. 

It’s easy to see that through his rough exterior, Raph is a real softie and he uses that to his advantage. He can be a little more open with his emotions around people he trusts. This is something that Donnie doesn’t do as well as he does so he has a bit of leverage on him with that. 

He also wants to make up for anything that he thinks he lacks in comparison to Donnie. So what if his brother is smart and can probably fix your phone when it breaks? He can knit you a sweater in 20 minutes and that’s way cooler than being cooped up in a lab all day. Though Raph is essentially competing with his bro for your attention, he knows not to take it too far. If he can see that Donnie is starting to shut himself off from everyone, he’s going to talk to him. It’s definitely not going to stop him from trying to woo you but he just wants to talk it out with his bro so that they’re good especially if he gets into a relationship with you. 

I can honestly see Donnie being just as competitive as Raph. However, he is definitely more quiet about it. He has really taken an interest in you and I don’t think his little heart could take it if he would be able to call you his. However, he has to deal with his massive brother Raph getting in the way. 

One way he does this is to constantly ask you to help him in his lab. You learn right away that it’s a privilege to step into Donnie’s lab. It’s his sanctuary where he gets everything done and not just anyone is allowed in there (Mikey would say otherwise but we’ll leave it at that). And if he sees that you enjoy being there with him, he’ll invite you more often. He’ll invite you in even when he’s not doing anything. Just having your company is enough for him. 

I said in Raph’s section that Donnie isn’t good with working through his emotions. He tends to keep to himself so he’s not particular good in expressing himself in that way. He doesn’t see this as a disadvantage though. When you’re around, he tries to talk to you about how he feels though he’s obviously uncomfortable. You help him work through his feelings which brings the two of you closer. He can see how much it gets under Raph’s skin when he sees you two together and he loves it. I think Donnie secretly loves ticking his brothers off since he’s the last person you’d expect to be petty. However just like Raph, he knows not to take it too far. 

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Did dom find out that leo knows?

Leo is the kind of dad that he tries not to push too much, of course he is Leo so it hardly works, but when it comes to something like art…. Something his son has passion for, he will wait until Domenico tells him. Leo knows that when it comes to passion its always nice to invite people rather than have people intrude.

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You said that dom is an artist and that he's afraid to admit it because he thinks everyone will say it's a waste of time. But I'm curious what will leo think if he found out?

Kinda short.https://littlefanscribbles.tumblr.com/post/177528664129/anonymous-asked-you-said-that-dom-is-an-artist

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Anonymous asked:

You said that dom is an artist and that he's afraid to admit it because he thinks everyone will say it's a waste of time. But I'm curious what will leo think if he found out?

A/N: Considering Leo is who Dom hides it the most I am curious too.. Lets see.

Fandom: TMNT Characters: TMNT Next Gen, TMNT

Dom sighed, pulling back from his sketch book. His sketch book was getting filled by now, he just finished drawing the Statue of Liberty. He used detail in everything he drew, it was as if Lady Liberty was a real person for that short moment until he heard a knock on his door.

“Domenico! We have a run to make!” He heard Elisabetta yell. Dom got up, for a moment forgetting his drawings as Leonardo opened the door.

“Running late, aren’t you?” He asked raising a brow.

“I’m sorry, dad. I’ll be heading out.” The shorter turtle wiggled his way through. Leo went to turn away when he saw something laying out on his son’s desk. He walked over, looking at the filled notebook in awe. His son drew all of these?

He was use to drawings, Michelangelo was a bit of an artist himself and admittedly Leo wasn’t always the best when it came to letting his brothers have hobbies that he thought got in the way.

He walked out to the lair with his brothers, the book in hand.

“Whats that?” Donnie asked, looking up from the radio he was rigging to help Titan hear.

“Drawings, Domenico is a bit of an artist.” Leo said, moving to sit down. Mikey moved over to look at the drawings and the proud uncle smiled.

“Dude, he is amazing! Look at this detail!”

“I know..” Leo nodded. “Amazing.”

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RAISE YOUR HAND IF YOU'D FUCK A NINJA TURTLE

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REBLOG IF YOU ARE A WRITER ON TUMBLR

IT DOES NOT MATTER WHAT KIND OF WRITER YOU ARE YOU CAN BE WRITING: POEMS, FANFICS, IDK NORMAL FICS, NOVELS, SHORT STORIES, IDK ANYTHING!! JUST REBLOG!!!

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Anonymous asked:

Sofi, Titan, and the others are really cute. How would their family react if they where dating the bad guys?

This is a cute idea, lets see.

Fandom: TMNT Characters: TMNT New Gen x Foot!Reader, Purple Dragon!Reader, Bad Guy!Reader

Leonardo: Dom would never say it out loud, but, a human girl stole his attention. Thing is, this girl was part of a street gang trying to run the streets of New York. The only time he saw her, for a long time, was when he was trying to stop her and her gang’s plans. Eventually she and Dom was sneaking out to see each other. Thing was, Dom was never good at lying to his father about why he was late to training or why he was not at the look out spot when his father checked on him. Eventually, Leo followed him. He watched his son wrap his arms around a girl with the biggest smile on his face and it made Leo forget for only a moment that she was part of the threat they where all fighting. Leo spent days meditating before he decided to talk to Dom. “Domenico,” he stated, walking in his son’s bedroom. The younger blue turtle looking up as his father walked in and sat down. “I know about the girl.” “What girl?” He asked, his heart thumping. “Dom, don’t lie to me. Look, I understand whats going on.” Leo had felt the same way over Karai after all. “I can’t say I approve but I won’t stop you. There will be rules though. Like no bringing her here..” Raphael: Elisa had been sneaking out for months to see this boy, going as far as hiding it from her own cousins. Raph had spotted her sneaking out a few times, she was stupid enough to take the routes he took at her age. However, he didn’t think the boy would be a Purple Dragon. He was so pissed. He pulled Elisa away from the boy, a boy who had the guts to try and fight for her to stay, and dragged her all the way back to the lair kicking and screaming how unfair it was. He had Leo and Splinter come calm him down about the boy and it took months of his baby girl looking unhappy that he gave in. Of course the guy was threatened by everyone in the family.

Donatello: No one expected Sofi to be the one to go behind everyone's back when she met a boy that was nothing but trouble. He was a thief and vandalized. Sure, he started backing down when Sofi got in his life but doesn’t mean he liked the idea any better when she actually brought the boy home. Boy did Donnie need to calm down, no one in the family seen him so mad before. Yet, he allowed it.

Michelangelo: Mikey didn’t have a big issue accepting it. It was hard to find people that would love someone with a disability let alone a Mutant. He refuses to get in the way.

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Loved the Feisty reader how about giving her a unique name like Geiti? It’s quite different and it has cool meaning!!

Okay, it is beautiful but I am having a hard time finding its meaning. Someone help me?

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Can we get a part 2 to the feisty reader and adult trunks story?! It was so good, maybe a little more action ;) like she’s a fighter too? Thanks

A/N: I am not good at writing action, but, I will try. I actually have a cute idea about this. Oh! I been thinking about maybe making her an OC if she gets asked about often, so readers come up with some cute names, the way you want her to look, etc. My favorite will be the curvy feisty reader/fighter.

Trunks groaned, his blue hair in his girlfriend’s lap. She gave an annoyed sighed, looking away from her book to look at the boy she started dating a week ago. “What Trunks?”

“Dad and Goku are making Goten and I go to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber for a day.”

“What is so bad about a day?”

“A day here is a year there, Goten and I training Pan and Bra for a year.”

“Oh,” she thought about it. “Well, what if I train with you guys? It would be odd for you to be a year older than me after a day.”

“I think it will be too dangerous for you,” he said sitting up. “Four Sayians and all..”

“Dangerous?” She asked, annoyance clear in her throat. “Do you think I cannot take care of myself?” He went to open his mouth, “Tread lightly Trunks Brief.” He opened his mouth again, “You do! Don’t you!” She stood off the Brief family couch as a dark haired girl and a blue haired girl walked in the room. “I can’t believe you!”

“Don’t piss this one off, I like her.” Bra groaned.

“Its not like that,” Trunks groaned, standing up. “She wants to train with us. Four Sayians and a human. Thats dangerous.”

“My mom does?” Pan asked with a rose brow, looking over at [Y/N]. She was still fuming. Pan never felt weak, well, not like a human.. She could understand her need to show she can hold her own. “How about this,” Pan smirked. “I’ll train with [Y/N] for two days and she can go against you-”

“I’m not fighting her!” Now it was Bra’s turn to groan, more because of her brother.

“Fine, she can go against me. I won’t hold back,” Bra shrugged.

“If she holds off then she trains with us, deal?”

“No.” Trunks argued, looking at [Y/N], hurt by the anger in her eyes. “Fine, deal.”

A/N: Some reason it won’t let me draft so I can’t keep writing on this. I am posting what I have and will post the rest soon, I am tired and I work tomorrow.

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Thank you for doing my request for Trunks! I really loved it!!

No problem n.n

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DEAR FOLLOWERS

PLEASE All of my beautiful readers.... Send me prompts and fandoms... PLEASE

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Snacks and Procrastination

Finally done!! I hope you guys like this! Also if I forgot to tag anything please let me know and I will add it. Also if you would like please send me feedback I would love it!

Pairing: LAMP/CALM romantic 

Warnings: Anxiety flare up, nothing too detailed; climbing cabinets; comfort; Fluffy, light teasing/flirting

Word Count: 3392 

Virgil sighed as he looked up into the cabinet. He loved that the others would do the shopping and get all of his guilty pleasures without him having to make the trip during an anxiety flare up. Among other things who could live without Cheez Itz or Root Beer? He really did love them, but did they really have to put the items they knew he liked on the second and third shelf of the upper cabinets?

A low growl escaped him as he glared up at the box of Cheez Itz that were out of his reach. He wanted them, and he wasn’t going to leave the kitchen without them. Should he ask one of the others to get it for him?

Patton? He would just gush about how cute he was not being able to reach it and would most likely grab said item, put it on the counter; and then proceed to crush him, rub his freckle dusted cheek against his purple hair while he hugged him and then he would kiss him repeatedly. Best scenario, Virgil wouldn’t be able to get away for several minutes. No, he could already feel the embarrassed smile forming on his face.

Logan? He would get healthier options from the shelves and place them on the counter, all the while he would lecture him on how unhealthy it was to eat a large amount in one sitting, as he knew Virgil would most likely eat a good majority of the box and not just a serving or two. Then he would take down the box and place it on the counter before he would spin Virgil around and pin him against the counter until he would pick a healthier option and promise to eat that instead, or that he would only eat a serving size or two of Cheez Itz and eat the healthier snack if he was still hungry. Sure, he could lie but he was a terrible liar and Logan would probably know. That is, unless he grabbed Logan’s tie and wrapped an arm around the spectacled giants’ neck, got on his tip-toes and kissed him, which would cause Logan to overload at the forward action coming from Virgil and he could grab the box and make his getaway before Logan could recover. His face started to feel warm as he thought about that scenario.

Roman? Well he wasn’t as predictable as Logan or Patton. However, it wouldn’t surprise him if Roman called him his damsel in destress in his endearing boisterous voice as he reached for the box. He would call Virgil some charming nickname and pick him bridal style, which he knew Virgil didn’t like so he would kiss his jaw repeatedly to keep him from complaining, before he would carry him off and leave his precious snack behind.

He shook his head and ran his hand down his burning face. As much as Virgil would love any of that, any other time, he just wanted to get his salty and cheesy snack and to get back to his The Flash marathon.

Unbeknownst to Virgil, all three of the others stood about ten feet from him hidden by the doorway that led to the bedrooms. 

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“Aww he’s so cute!” Patton whispered excitedly as he bounced.

“Shh my sweet sugar cookie, we don’t want to let him know we’re here.” Roman whispered as he placed his hands on Patton’s shoulders to try to calm his movements while he watched their adorably short emo glare up into the cabinet. It never failed to make a part of him melt when the purple fringe moved just enough to be able to see his cognac eyes that were only enhanced by his eyeshadow.

The look of determination in those eyes was unmistakable even at this distance. He knew Virgil would do just about anything for his snacks. There’s my loveable and confident, Panic at the everywhere! He thought with a smile. He knew that if Virgil could get the box without asking for help it would give him a major ego boost which, according to Patton, he needed at the moment. That and Roman found it incredibly adorable when he watched Virgil climb to reach things whether it was in the house or, on the rare occasion, when Virgil was able to make the trip with them to the grocery store.

“I have to say Ro, putting the Cheez Itz on the third shelf is one of your best ideas yet for such circumstance.” Logan said quietly as he reached to adjust his glasses. Roman grinned as warmth bubbled in his chest at both the praise and the sight of the three people he adored most each looking captivating in their own way.

“Look, look!” Patton said in a hushed voice and grabbed one of Roman’s hands as he pointed towards Virgil in excitement. Roman quickly glanced down and took Pat’s hand into his own before he turned his attention toward Virgil. 

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Virgil attempted to get the box from the shelf. He put one hand on the cool granite counter and pushed up onto his tiptoes. He took a deep breath, pressed his stomach against the counter and pushed against it as hard as he could and reached up. His fingertips barely brushed the wood of the second shelf, no-where near his prize. With a few choice words he backed down and huffed.

He had a way to get the precious box. Virgil placed his hand on the smooth metal of the lower cabinet hardware, swiftly opened the door, and flinched as the hinges gave a high screech at the movement. Note to self, oil all the cabinets or replace squeaky hinges Virgil thought sourly as he glanced towards the door and cut-out that faced the living room and didn’t hear anything that would indicate any of the other three would break from their movie to see what he might be up to. Hopefully they have Mulan turned up loud enough where they didn’t hear that He thought as he held his breath for a brief second.

Once he was satisfied none of the others would come into the kitchen he released his breath and carefully used his sock covered foot to push against the flour and sugar containers until he had just enough space to get a foot hold. With almost cat-like precision he placed both hands on the counter and swung his leg up, he used that momentum to push up and brought the other leg up to sit on his knees. Those aerial yoga classes with Patton sure paid off he thought with a grin as he thought back to his previous, unsuccessful and even painful, attempts at getting on the counters without using a chair. Sometimes he really disliked living with tall people. With the house initially belonging to Logan, the tallest at almost 6’7, he had special cabinets built so the countertop was nearly five inches taller than in a normal house.

Now finally face to face with his prize, he reached into the cabinet and pulled out the box of Cheez its as a sense of pride filled his chest at the small victory. With practiced ease Virgil popped the top of the previously unopened box. He took his time with the plastic refusing to let history to repeat itself as he had ripped a bag in the past and had the orange squares go everywhere, he shuddered at the thought. Not wanting to wait any longer he reached into the box. Lucky! I got a double! Virgil thought as he pulled out 2 squares that were still stuck together. He popped them in his mouth and relaxed at the salty taste as he ran his tongue over them.

As he chewed, the crunch temporarily prevented him from hearing the footsteps coming towards him. He reached into the bag to grab another salty and cheesy square when he heard his only warning.

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When the cabinet door gave the loud shrill the three immediately hid, or rather Logan and Roman hid. Patton felt one of Roman’s strong arms wrap under his left arm and hold onto his right shoulder as he was pulled behind the wall. At the sudden movement he closed his eyes and his arms immediately flew up to grab onto Roman’s sturdy forearm.

Once they had stopped moving Patton peaked open one eye and noticed Roman’s other arm braced against the wall and the warmth from his broad, solid, chest against his back. Has Roman been working out more? I don’t remember his chest feeling so … Oh no stop it Patton! Focus! Have to make sure Virgil doesn’t accidently hurt himself Patton thought as he shook his head and heat quickly made its way across his face.

At the grinding sound Patton figured Virgil was back at trying to get the Cheez itz from the shelf. I’ll have to scold Roman about being mean by putting Virgil’s go to snack so high later Patton thought as he pulled against Roman’s grip. Roman didn’t let go but his grip shifted from his shoulder to his hip which allowed Patton to see around the door way.

It took him less than a second to figure out what Virgil was doing. The lack of a chair made it frightfully obvious to him as he had seen the many bumps and bruises Virgil once begrudgingly admitted came from the same action. Patton tried to stop the involuntary gasp, unsuccessfully, by quickly covering his mouth with his hands. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Logan move rather quickly so he could observe Virgil. He could also feel Roman shift a little quicker than he probably otherwise would have at his reaction.

They all watched as Virgil jumped onto the counter with apparent ease and fluidity. Patton quirked an eyebrow and tilted his head When did Virgil become so flexible? He told me those nasty bruises came from trying to climb the counter before so how? He thought before realization dawned on him like a ton of bricks. Oh! his face relaxed and he smiled No wonder he didn’t mind going to aerial yoga every other week with me he thought as he couldn’t hold in his excitement in any longer, without thinking, a squeal escaped him as he made a bee line towards his bewitchingly small fruit bat.

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A squeal, that could only come from Patton, caused Virgil to freeze, with his hand still in the bag, and his back to go straighter than a board. Oh no I’ve been spotted Virgil thought as arms wrapped around his waist. He turned his head when he felt a light pressure on his upper arm. Upon seeing the dirty blond hair he quickly relaxed into the familiar grip of Patton. He quickly became aware of the familiar smell of brown sugar and vanilla once he laid his cheek against the soft hair that could put goose down to shame. This must be why Patton likes doing this all the time He thought, snack momentarily forgotten.

“Ah if it isn’t Half Past Dead. Finally come out of your cave I see.” Roman said, voice sounding particularly regal, which caused Virgil’s head shoot up and look towards the other doorway. There stood Roman and Logan, he could feel his face contort with his confusion. Why are they over there? I can still hear Mulan in the living room. Virgil gave a half-hearted huff and laid his cheek against Patton’s hair once again, who simply nuzzled against his hoodie covered arm.

“I wanted Cheez Itz but someone put them on the third shelf.” Virgil replied as he let himself get lost once again in the soothing Vanilla and comforting pressure around his waist. 

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Logan watched, partly in amusement, as Patton broke free of Roman’s grip and all but tackled Virgil where he was on the counter. He followed Roman, who lead with a quip which would most likely lead to some banter between the two.

When Virgil responded to Roman, Logan couldn’t help the smirk that made its way to his face “That would be Princey, he was the one who unpacked the snack foods.” Logan said as he glanced down at Roman who had a look of surprise on his face at being snitched on.

He chuckled when Roman looked between him and Virgil and made familiar flustered noises, or as Virgil coined them offended Princey noises. “Yeah, I figured.” Virgil said, voice slightly deeper, as Patton finally let go but kept a hand on Virgil’s thigh.

“I-I did no such thing!” Roman pouted.

“Falsehood.” Logan said, a lilt to his tone to show his amusement and that he meant it in an unaccusatory fashion. It had the desired effect on Virgil thankfully he thought as he walked over to Roman who still had the adorable pout on his face. He leaned down ever so slightly “Look at his face.” He whispered into Ro’s ear as he stood behind him and draped his arms over his shoulders.

Roman let out a low hum as Logan straightened up and placed his chin on top of his head. “He does look far less stressed than he did before we went shopping this morning.”  He said as he leaned back against Logan.

The two watched as Virgil turned so that he was facing them instead of the cabinet, with the constant fuss of Patton who feared he could fall off the counter.  “I wish we had a way to prevent bad days for him.” Roman said in a soft voice, not taking his eyes of Vigil and Patton who where play fighting over the box.

“You know a main source of his anxiety is his work, which despite the bad days, he loves almost more than us and to ask him to quit is not an option Ro.” Logan said as he kissed his cheek before he buried his nose in Roman’s wavy, red streaked, short honey blonde hair desperate to hide the involuntary snort at the unfolding event in front of them. Patton actually succeeded in taking the box from Virgil and demanded a kiss as payment for the box. Virgil leaned down but shot right back up and looked right at them.

“Hey Lo? Can you come over here?” Virgil asked.

He pulled away from Roman in slight confusion and made the short walk over to the counter Virgil was perched on. It hit him as soon as he was there, and a smirk made its way to Virgil’s face. The way he was on the counter, Virgil was taller than even himself. Hmm, interesting he thought as he gently ran his fingers through Patton’s hair and applied enough pressure to just be able to barely move his head, Pat quickly caught on and giggled as he turned and ran to Roman and jumped in his arms to kiss him.

Logan stood in front of Virgil and placed both hands on the counter on either side of him. “What can I do for you my talented pumpkin king?” He asked slyly as he effortlessly got on his tiptoes to be eye to eye with him. The question had a better effect than he could have even predicted. The smirk fell from Virgil’s face and the blush that engulfed it, he practically glowed.

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He blinked rapidly trying to process what just happened, he was speechless. He hadn’t expected that to come from Logan’s mouth, Roman probably, even Patton maybe but definitely not Logan. He especially didn’t expect Logan would follow that up with leaning against the counter and cupping his face before kissing him. With his senses overwhelmed with coffee and cinnamon, he didn’t realize that Roman and Patton also made their way over to the counter.

Logan still hadn’t broken the kiss when sturdy arms wrapped around his waist and he was pulled off the counter, away from Logan, and held princess style in Roman’s arms.

“Wha-” He couldn’t even finish when he was stop by another kiss, this time Roman. This time it was citrus and the aged wood smell of the theatre, which permeated all of his clothes, but it wasn’t a bad thing as he secretly loved it.

When Roman finally pulled away, it left his head spinning. To embarrassed to say anything he buried his face into Roman’s neck while he just laughed, that annoyingly charming and heart-melting laugh. He was vaguely aware of footsteps before Roman nuzzled the top of his head.

“Aw come now my little thundercloud you know I get jealous easily.” Roman said in a playful tone. It was true Roman did get jealous if he walked in and the three of them were in a cuddle puddle and he had been accidently left out. Virgil simply lifted his head and gave a feeble glare, which only resulted in Roman laughing again.

Roman had already started making his way out of the kitchen when Virgil realized he didn’t have his Cheez Itz, and there was no way Roman had them because he could feel both of his hands and they most certainly didn’t hold a box.

“Ro, I worked so hard for that snack.” He whined as he was carried into the living room. He let his head fall backwards so he was limp in Roman’s arms, he knew was being dramatic, but the situation called for it. As he hung upside down he noticed that the movie was no longer playing and all the, as Patton called them, cuddle puddle pillows were laid out on the living room floor.

“What’s going on?” He asked as he raised his head and Roman put him down on in the middle of the various pillows. When he got no answer, he looked around and saw Logan changing Netflix from Mulan over to The Flash and Roman had disappeared.

Patton soon appeared with blankets, he walked over to Logan to give him a kiss, before he dropped all the blankets flopped down next to him with a giggle. “Isn’t it obvious? Work has had you a bit stressed lately Virge.” He said as he adjusted himself next to Virgil. “We know its important to you and the reward you get from it is beyond anything imaginable.” He was once again speechless, Pat noticed even the smallest changes in any of them it was phenomenal.

His mouth opened and shut as he tried to think of anything to say, anything to express how he felt. It didn’t matter though; his scattered thoughts were interrupted. “My turn.” Patton said gleefully as he kissed him. Anything his mind might have come up with, gone, his mind went totally blank as he relaxed into the kiss. Patton’s kisses were always gentler, softer, than Logan’s or Roman’s but they all had the same undertone. That undertone never failed to quiet any fears, any insecurities that plagued him during his work.

As Patton pulled away a box suddenly appeared in his lap. He looked up to see Roman and Logan towering about them, the former, with a grin on his face had a bunch of other snacks, while the latter had drinks including of Root beer in his hand which he handed to Virgil. At his confused, non-verbal inquiry, Logan explained as he and Roman settled into the pillows. “You were being pushed to far on the Yerkes-Dodson curve, it was impeding your emotional state, and eventually it would’ve affected your work which would have just worsened the situation.”

“What he means is, we noticed you were having a bad day and you tend to procrastinate on your work when that happens. We love you and knew if we spent some much-deserved cuddle time together it would help.” Roman said as he scooted up to Virgil’s other side and began to toss one of the many blankets over them.

“Isn’t that what I said?” Logan asked as he began the pilot episode. Virgil chuckled snuggled into the cuddle puddle. It was perfect, the three people he couldn’t function properly without, his favorite show, and his preferred choice of snack. He loved it when Logan pointed out any inconsistencies, when Roman gushed of the dramatic flair, when Patton make adorable noises at something happening in the show. He could stay here forever.  

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Can you write a Trunks x reader one shot where he has a crush on a feisty, curvy reader

A/N: Yes, sorry this took so long. I been staying at my boyfriend’s house and he just now got WiFi but I didn’t have my laptop. I am going to assume you meant Adult!Trunks or Future!Trunks so I will write him as an adult.

I apologize that its short.

Trunks sighed, everything had been quiet for himself lately. His father was training his little sister so he was off his back for a while, and Goten has been so wrapped up into his new girlfriend that the two best friends hardly been around each other. The company was going well, Mai and Trunks been broken up for about three months by then... 

So, he literally had nothing to do. So what did he do?

Complain to Gohan. 

What did Gohan do?

Drag the blue haired boy to the library to ‘open his mind’.

Trunks walked around the library, letting the older Saiyan look for different books, when he spotted a girl with [H/C] that reminded him of something soft and [E/C] that reminded him of something warm. Clearing his throat he walked over, casting a shadow at the curvy girl sitting in the floor. The girl looked up, raising a brow as if asking who dared to block her light.

“May I help you? Get lost, I am reading here and you’re in my light.” Those where the first words to her and Trunks decided to keep coming to the library. Not to read, of course, but to watch her read. Every time she spoke she had something snarky to say, every time he smiled. His father did say that Saiyan men liked girls with fire and [Y/N] was nothing but fire.

One day he beat her to the library, reading a book that she had suggested when she walked up. “So you can read,” she teased, him giving a chuckle before a girl with long golden blonde hair came up and smirked.

“Aren’t you attractive? Why are you here with her?” The bitch asked glancing at [Y/N]. [Y/N] unconsciously pulled her jacket closer to her body to hide her body. She opened her mouth to say something, only for Trunks to beat her to the punch.

“That’s easy, I don’t like girls that look like they can break with a hug. I never was a ‘fun size’ type of guy.” He took a glance at the girl that slowly stopped hiding in her coat, her fiesty smirk returning, before looking back at the blonde. “Can you go now? You’re in my light.”

“How dar-” the blonde stopped only for [Y/N] to cut in.

“Didn’t you hear him? He doesn’t want your twig ass he wants something that can actually fit in his hands now go.” She scoffed and walked off, [Y/N] laughing softly as she looked at Trunks with a blush. “Did you mean that?”

“Would I be reading if I didn’t?”