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“These are the eyes of a Strawberry Conch (Conomurex luhuanus). They inhabit the shallow tropical waters of the Great Barrier Reef and feed on algae and detritus.” © Lawrence Scheele

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Turtle 🌶️Shenanigans🌶️- hilarious shit during sexy time

Turtledoves, I have taken a dive, headfirst, into shenaniganous smut.

Enjoy my descent into being a fully-fledged heathen.

➡️ Aged-up, adult turts

@memes-in-a-half-shell gets the blame for this one. 🫶🏼💖

Hilarious shit that happens during sexy time:

❤️Raph❤️: gets a leg cramp as he's fucking you from behind, stands straight up in shock and nearly flings you off the bed with his dick.

💜Don💜: His glasses fall off his face mid-thrust, and he accidentally pulls all the way out trying to catch them. He fumbles and they drop, spinning across the floor and under a piece of furniture. Poor man is as blind as a bat - he can't even see enough to pick up where he left off. So, instead of even attempting to find them, he just pulls his goggles down over his eyes. He can now see you in 4k. The zoom is SO GOOD that he's analyzing your skin and giving you skin care tips as he's fucking you into his work desk.

🧡Mike🧡: has you bent over in a precarious position, unfortunately allowing a bit of *air* to escape as he pushes into you. The result is a flatulent noise that increases in sound and intensity the further he pushes in. While you are mortified, Mike doesn't care about the noises. Seeing your distress, he starts making more noises with his mouth, from a high-pitched woooooop! To a low-pitched woooooo! as he thrusts in and out of you, his sound effects turning you into a toot sweet lollipop.

Speaking of flatulence...

💙Leonardo💙: comes so hard that he rips ass at an inhuman decibel, loud enough that it echoes throughout the entire lair, and you can now hear his brothers belly laughing from out in the living room.

And let me tell ya...

It's definitely not silent but absolutely deadly.

Please don't steal my work. Reblogging for others to enjoy is highly encouraged, though🤩

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Asked for some underwear suggestions to put the guys in over on Discord and these were the results~

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Leonardo just waiting for her to figure it out on her own and nodded with a smile. She got it. He laughed at her comment "I save pretzel form for my advanced class." He smirked just slightly enjoying his little joke for a moment. "My beginner classes are really easy. I focus more on breathing techniques and full body stretching, mindfulness, that sort of thing. I also offer guided meditation and have a separate meditation room from my class room for any of my students that need a break or for myself between classes." He wasn't trying to sell her on it, just being conversational. He listened when she spoke of her past, her struggles, and her new job. "I can imagine the freedom is what makes it worth it." He was sipping his boba when she said ninja and he almost choked on one of the boba balls as he tried to look as nonchalant as possible. No, ninjas did not pay taxes, not even a little bit. Though they were forced to pay them now. "I don't think ninjas get paid, so they wouldn't need to file any taxes. Not sure ninja is a job per say. Though my brothers are surprised I opened a yoga studio instead of something else. Maybe I should have chosen ninja school. Would I be cooler?" He was teasing. He had a very good reason for not opening a martial arts school. Some of it he never bothered telling anyone, but his journals had it pretty well spelled out. "I would like your opinion. As a stranger that knows almost nothing about me and my business. If you saw a yoga studio that also had a spa, would you choose it or would you be wary of it? I have been considering buying the space around my studio and expanding to offer spa services, but I have gotten some mixed reactions and opinions on it." He also wanted to distract from the ninja topic.

"Thank you." Vicky took her time to smile at the cashier as she picked up her order, despite her headache and aching feet. Not to mention the tension building between her shoulder blades. No need to punish the girl for being tired and sore.

Her attention was firmly fixed on getting a better hold on her take out. This place just opened up, and it was packed with people wanting to try out the Asian cuisine, and of course the large variety of Boba they had.

She had the bag secured, but the drink carrier was a different story. Someone bumped into her arm, and the flimsy tray of course immediately toppled out of her had.

Full of chagrin she watched as it seemed to fall in slow motion, the liquid goodness slamming into the ground. The cups immediately split, splashing the drinks up and then back down. Right onto a pair of large feet.

Oh no......

"I'm so sorry!" The hurting, tired and now embarrassed woman looked up into the owner's face, and into the bluest eyes she'd ever seen..... Never had she seen that gorgeous shade in person before. "I'm really not having a good day, and I just made your's worse."

Leonardo had finished his morning classes and had a craving for the new boba tea spot that had opened up. The food was delicious, light, and actually somewhat healthy. The boba teas were slightly less healthy, but the sweetness was welcome. He had showered at the studio and slipped on some casual clothes. It felt inappropriate to wear his yoga gear out and about. Leo prided himself on looking professional. It was bright out and his shades were only barely making it bearable. He really hoped the place wasn't too crowded, he had wanted to sit down and enjoy his food. However, since this was a new establishment it was always packed it seemed. Sometimes there were lulls, but not for long. As he strode to the door he frowned, yep, packed. Well he would just have to get it to go. Stepping into the crowded restaurant Leo was surrounded by people. He was still trying to figure out where the end of the line was when he bumped into someone. As he looked down he saw their drink splatter all over his shoes and a little on his pants near the ankle.

Leo took in the somewhat disheveled looking woman. His face remaining neutral as she apologized. These kinds of accidents were bound to happen with how crowded this place was and he wasn't about to take an accident out on someone. "Nothing to worry about, the damage is not permanent. If you will point me to where the actual end of the line is I will replace your drink. This was as much my fault as your own, I should have paid more attention." He grabbed a napkin off her tray and quickly wiped off his pants and shoes just so they would be easier to clean later. Standing up he nodded at her. "Pardon, and thank you. What were you drinking? I will add it to my order, as long as you don't mind waiting?"

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Leonardo smiled as she tried to guess. Honestly he was flattered that she thought he could be a teacher. That was a career that seemed out of his grasp. He didn't really know enough about any one thing to be a professor, but it was the kind of job he felt he could love. Though she was a lot closer when she said he guided others. His nose scrunched ever so slightly at the influencer comment. That was something he was hesitant to engage in. While he understood that having an online presence would bring in more people to his studio, he didn't want that. He was already technically famous but not in the ways he liked. When she stopped guessing he figured it would be ok to be honest with her. "Well, the job I am speaking of right now is that I run a yoga studio, so you were mostly correct about guiding people. I wish that I was smart enough to be a professor, I feel that is a job that suits my temperament, but I have no formal education of any kind." Leo was hesitant to mention his other job. People always reacted strange when politics came up. "Since I own the studio I make my own hours, but I do try to be consistent for my students. My classes are small and I am careful about the kinds of clients I take. I make sure my studio is a safe space for everyone. I can usually tell when someone is trying to take my courses for the wrong reasons."

"Thank you." Vicky took her time to smile at the cashier as she picked up her order, despite her headache and aching feet. Not to mention the tension building between her shoulder blades. No need to punish the girl for being tired and sore.

Her attention was firmly fixed on getting a better hold on her take out. This place just opened up, and it was packed with people wanting to try out the Asian cuisine, and of course the large variety of Boba they had.

She had the bag secured, but the drink carrier was a different story. Someone bumped into her arm, and the flimsy tray of course immediately toppled out of her had.

Full of chagrin she watched as it seemed to fall in slow motion, the liquid goodness slamming into the ground. The cups immediately split, splashing the drinks up and then back down. Right onto a pair of large feet.

Oh no......

"I'm so sorry!" The hurting, tired and now embarrassed woman looked up into the owner's face, and into the bluest eyes she'd ever seen..... Never had she seen that gorgeous shade in person before. "I'm really not having a good day, and I just made your's worse."

Leonardo had finished his morning classes and had a craving for the new boba tea spot that had opened up. The food was delicious, light, and actually somewhat healthy. The boba teas were slightly less healthy, but the sweetness was welcome. He had showered at the studio and slipped on some casual clothes. It felt inappropriate to wear his yoga gear out and about. Leo prided himself on looking professional. It was bright out and his shades were only barely making it bearable. He really hoped the place wasn't too crowded, he had wanted to sit down and enjoy his food. However, since this was a new establishment it was always packed it seemed. Sometimes there were lulls, but not for long. As he strode to the door he frowned, yep, packed. Well he would just have to get it to go. Stepping into the crowded restaurant Leo was surrounded by people. He was still trying to figure out where the end of the line was when he bumped into someone. As he looked down he saw their drink splatter all over his shoes and a little on his pants near the ankle.

Leo took in the somewhat disheveled looking woman. His face remaining neutral as she apologized. These kinds of accidents were bound to happen with how crowded this place was and he wasn't about to take an accident out on someone. "Nothing to worry about, the damage is not permanent. If you will point me to where the actual end of the line is I will replace your drink. This was as much my fault as your own, I should have paid more attention." He grabbed a napkin off her tray and quickly wiped off his pants and shoes just so they would be easier to clean later. Standing up he nodded at her. "Pardon, and thank you. What were you drinking? I will add it to my order, as long as you don't mind waiting?"

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Leo kept his expression calm and neutral. He had expected some push back, but he understood that people in desperate situations would not bypass this kind of offer so easily. "Of course. I can speak to my brothers this evening. Probably start in group chat and then maybe in person to organize. I feel like we will need a larger trailer to haul everything and Mike is going to be picky and insist he gets first dibs which will inevitably cause an argument. So I would like to apologize now for their behavior, I am sure I will be doing a lot of that once this gets started." He pulled out his phone and added her number into it so he wouldn't lose it or have it get damaged before he could add it. He sent a quick text just saying it was him so she would have his number. "There, this way if something comes up or you get a better offer you can always let me know." Leo smiled and went back to his lunch. Enjoying his food, sipping at his boba, alternating with the slushie. It was never fully dead in the shop, but there were lulls inbetween busy moments and it was nice to have this break. He checked the time. He had one class left, his early evening class and didn't want to be late, but he still had plenty of time. "Just have to make sure I am out of here on time. I have one class left and then my day of work is done."

"Thank you." Vicky took her time to smile at the cashier as she picked up her order, despite her headache and aching feet. Not to mention the tension building between her shoulder blades. No need to punish the girl for being tired and sore.

Her attention was firmly fixed on getting a better hold on her take out. This place just opened up, and it was packed with people wanting to try out the Asian cuisine, and of course the large variety of Boba they had.

She had the bag secured, but the drink carrier was a different story. Someone bumped into her arm, and the flimsy tray of course immediately toppled out of her had.

Full of chagrin she watched as it seemed to fall in slow motion, the liquid goodness slamming into the ground. The cups immediately split, splashing the drinks up and then back down. Right onto a pair of large feet.

Oh no......

"I'm so sorry!" The hurting, tired and now embarrassed woman looked up into the owner's face, and into the bluest eyes she'd ever seen..... Never had she seen that gorgeous shade in person before. "I'm really not having a good day, and I just made your's worse."

Leonardo had finished his morning classes and had a craving for the new boba tea spot that had opened up. The food was delicious, light, and actually somewhat healthy. The boba teas were slightly less healthy, but the sweetness was welcome. He had showered at the studio and slipped on some casual clothes. It felt inappropriate to wear his yoga gear out and about. Leo prided himself on looking professional. It was bright out and his shades were only barely making it bearable. He really hoped the place wasn't too crowded, he had wanted to sit down and enjoy his food. However, since this was a new establishment it was always packed it seemed. Sometimes there were lulls, but not for long. As he strode to the door he frowned, yep, packed. Well he would just have to get it to go. Stepping into the crowded restaurant Leo was surrounded by people. He was still trying to figure out where the end of the line was when he bumped into someone. As he looked down he saw their drink splatter all over his shoes and a little on his pants near the ankle.

Leo took in the somewhat disheveled looking woman. His face remaining neutral as she apologized. These kinds of accidents were bound to happen with how crowded this place was and he wasn't about to take an accident out on someone. "Nothing to worry about, the damage is not permanent. If you will point me to where the actual end of the line is I will replace your drink. This was as much my fault as your own, I should have paid more attention." He grabbed a napkin off her tray and quickly wiped off his pants and shoes just so they would be easier to clean later. Standing up he nodded at her. "Pardon, and thank you. What were you drinking? I will add it to my order, as long as you don't mind waiting?"

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Leo felt as if he had stepped on a landmine by the time she got to the end of it. It was clear that she was upset, fragile in this moment and the last thing he wanted was to make it worse, or blow himself up in the process. He had to work this carefully. It couldn't seem like charity of course. He could easily throw a wad of cash at her problem to make it go away. However, that didn't seem like the best option. Yes money could solve her problems, but she didn't need money or a solution, she just needed a little help. He listened, even though his mind was going through options, he was still taking in her words. Making sure he didn't miss anything. It sounded like her parents had lived somewhere rural, outside of the city. That probably made it even harder. The commute alone had to be a nightmare. He was wondering what she was doing in the city, unless she lived here and only went out there to handle things. He didn't want to make any assumptions though. "Well then. It seems that fate is a little fortuitous for us both. You have items you need to get rid of, and I am sure we can find use for most of them." Leo knew that Mikey was going to go nuts and he hoped that his brother would at least have the decency to respect this woman's grief. "If you are amicable to it, my brothers and I can drive a couple of trucks out to your property and handle most of it. Fair price of course, in fact we might give you a better deal than a scrapyard because my youngest brother has no chill and cannot bargain, you could rake him over the coals and I would just let it happen." He took a bit of his food enjoying the sweetly sauced chicken, the heat was nice. Not too spicy, just enough to warm the mouth and stomach. "Though, I have to be honest as to how the scrap would be used. My youngest brother Mike is an artist and he is currently obsessed with 'found object art' what ever that means, so he would probably alter pieces, break things, I don't want to disrespect anyone so I figured I would give you the choice in it. Would you be amicable to at least discussing it further at another time. I don't want you to feel pressured. You can take a few days to think if that would help."

"Thank you." Vicky took her time to smile at the cashier as she picked up her order, despite her headache and aching feet. Not to mention the tension building between her shoulder blades. No need to punish the girl for being tired and sore.

Her attention was firmly fixed on getting a better hold on her take out. This place just opened up, and it was packed with people wanting to try out the Asian cuisine, and of course the large variety of Boba they had.

She had the bag secured, but the drink carrier was a different story. Someone bumped into her arm, and the flimsy tray of course immediately toppled out of her had.

Full of chagrin she watched as it seemed to fall in slow motion, the liquid goodness slamming into the ground. The cups immediately split, splashing the drinks up and then back down. Right onto a pair of large feet.

Oh no......

"I'm so sorry!" The hurting, tired and now embarrassed woman looked up into the owner's face, and into the bluest eyes she'd ever seen..... Never had she seen that gorgeous shade in person before. "I'm really not having a good day, and I just made your's worse."

Leonardo had finished his morning classes and had a craving for the new boba tea spot that had opened up. The food was delicious, light, and actually somewhat healthy. The boba teas were slightly less healthy, but the sweetness was welcome. He had showered at the studio and slipped on some casual clothes. It felt inappropriate to wear his yoga gear out and about. Leo prided himself on looking professional. It was bright out and his shades were only barely making it bearable. He really hoped the place wasn't too crowded, he had wanted to sit down and enjoy his food. However, since this was a new establishment it was always packed it seemed. Sometimes there were lulls, but not for long. As he strode to the door he frowned, yep, packed. Well he would just have to get it to go. Stepping into the crowded restaurant Leo was surrounded by people. He was still trying to figure out where the end of the line was when he bumped into someone. As he looked down he saw their drink splatter all over his shoes and a little on his pants near the ankle.

Leo took in the somewhat disheveled looking woman. His face remaining neutral as she apologized. These kinds of accidents were bound to happen with how crowded this place was and he wasn't about to take an accident out on someone. "Nothing to worry about, the damage is not permanent. If you will point me to where the actual end of the line is I will replace your drink. This was as much my fault as your own, I should have paid more attention." He grabbed a napkin off her tray and quickly wiped off his pants and shoes just so they would be easier to clean later. Standing up he nodded at her. "Pardon, and thank you. What were you drinking? I will add it to my order, as long as you don't mind waiting?"

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It was only years, decades really, of practice that helped Leo hide his emotions. Sometimes he forgot just how hard life could be now that his and his families life had changed so drastically. He remembered the days of hunger and fear, the weariness in all their eyes as the just desperately tried to hold on. Now, they had want for nothing. It had been too easy to forget that struggle. He let her speak, knowing she just needed to get it out. Maybe it was because he was a complete stranger and so there was no risk of judgement as there would be from a relative or friend. He knew when the time came and his father passed that he would probably be a mess, so he was impressed that she was holding it together, but he also understood that grief came in waves. He had lost people, friends, even strangers he had tried to save. It all led to grief.

"Well my feet are no worse for a little tea and slushie. As I said you don't have to pay for any cleaning, I can handle that just fine." Her stomach interrupted him and he quirked a little smile. Taking the moment to open his meal and think about how to offer help without insult. She struck him as someone that wasn't fond of hand outs, so he had to approach with caution. "What kind of scrap are you dealing with?" He poised the question carefully. "I only ask because myself and my brothers are eccentric and if I passed up an opportunity for good scrap, I will not hear the end of it."

"Thank you." Vicky took her time to smile at the cashier as she picked up her order, despite her headache and aching feet. Not to mention the tension building between her shoulder blades. No need to punish the girl for being tired and sore.

Her attention was firmly fixed on getting a better hold on her take out. This place just opened up, and it was packed with people wanting to try out the Asian cuisine, and of course the large variety of Boba they had.

She had the bag secured, but the drink carrier was a different story. Someone bumped into her arm, and the flimsy tray of course immediately toppled out of her had.

Full of chagrin she watched as it seemed to fall in slow motion, the liquid goodness slamming into the ground. The cups immediately split, splashing the drinks up and then back down. Right onto a pair of large feet.

Oh no......

"I'm so sorry!" The hurting, tired and now embarrassed woman looked up into the owner's face, and into the bluest eyes she'd ever seen..... Never had she seen that gorgeous shade in person before. "I'm really not having a good day, and I just made your's worse."

Leonardo had finished his morning classes and had a craving for the new boba tea spot that had opened up. The food was delicious, light, and actually somewhat healthy. The boba teas were slightly less healthy, but the sweetness was welcome. He had showered at the studio and slipped on some casual clothes. It felt inappropriate to wear his yoga gear out and about. Leo prided himself on looking professional. It was bright out and his shades were only barely making it bearable. He really hoped the place wasn't too crowded, he had wanted to sit down and enjoy his food. However, since this was a new establishment it was always packed it seemed. Sometimes there were lulls, but not for long. As he strode to the door he frowned, yep, packed. Well he would just have to get it to go. Stepping into the crowded restaurant Leo was surrounded by people. He was still trying to figure out where the end of the line was when he bumped into someone. As he looked down he saw their drink splatter all over his shoes and a little on his pants near the ankle.

Leo took in the somewhat disheveled looking woman. His face remaining neutral as she apologized. These kinds of accidents were bound to happen with how crowded this place was and he wasn't about to take an accident out on someone. "Nothing to worry about, the damage is not permanent. If you will point me to where the actual end of the line is I will replace your drink. This was as much my fault as your own, I should have paid more attention." He grabbed a napkin off her tray and quickly wiped off his pants and shoes just so they would be easier to clean later. Standing up he nodded at her. "Pardon, and thank you. What were you drinking? I will add it to my order, as long as you don't mind waiting?"

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Leonardo chuckled. "I am aware it is a rare commodity, mostly because my brothers constantly razz me about being too stuffy and put together. I apparently need to loosen up according to them." He shrugs one shoulder and pops a straw into the red bean slush and takes a sip. "I just see no reason not to behave appropriately in public. Maybe I really am the weirdo that my brothers claim I am." His tone was light hearted, jovial really. Clearly he didn't take those words seriously. He watched her with careful piercing blue eyes. He could always tell when someone was in physical pain, the signs were always obvious. She was giving all the signs. He was going to say something but her question caught him off guard.

"Well, while meditation may not be for everyone, there are different forms that meditation can take. I go the traditional route, sitting comfortably, clearing the mind, practicing my mantras, that sort of thing. It helps keep me balanced, keeps my mind sharp, and more importantly, it helps me deal with my problems. I tend to have longer sessions when I am upset because I have things that I need to work through." He gave her a careful look. "Maybe hot baths are your form of meditation, or they could be your way in." He shrugged. "Miss Vicky, I don't want to be too forward but it looks like you are in pain, injured maybe? Have you had it looked at?"

"Thank you." Vicky took her time to smile at the cashier as she picked up her order, despite her headache and aching feet. Not to mention the tension building between her shoulder blades. No need to punish the girl for being tired and sore.

Her attention was firmly fixed on getting a better hold on her take out. This place just opened up, and it was packed with people wanting to try out the Asian cuisine, and of course the large variety of Boba they had.

She had the bag secured, but the drink carrier was a different story. Someone bumped into her arm, and the flimsy tray of course immediately toppled out of her had.

Full of chagrin she watched as it seemed to fall in slow motion, the liquid goodness slamming into the ground. The cups immediately split, splashing the drinks up and then back down. Right onto a pair of large feet.

Oh no......

"I'm so sorry!" The hurting, tired and now embarrassed woman looked up into the owner's face, and into the bluest eyes she'd ever seen..... Never had she seen that gorgeous shade in person before. "I'm really not having a good day, and I just made your's worse."

Leonardo had finished his morning classes and had a craving for the new boba tea spot that had opened up. The food was delicious, light, and actually somewhat healthy. The boba teas were slightly less healthy, but the sweetness was welcome. He had showered at the studio and slipped on some casual clothes. It felt inappropriate to wear his yoga gear out and about. Leo prided himself on looking professional. It was bright out and his shades were only barely making it bearable. He really hoped the place wasn't too crowded, he had wanted to sit down and enjoy his food. However, since this was a new establishment it was always packed it seemed. Sometimes there were lulls, but not for long. As he strode to the door he frowned, yep, packed. Well he would just have to get it to go. Stepping into the crowded restaurant Leo was surrounded by people. He was still trying to figure out where the end of the line was when he bumped into someone. As he looked down he saw their drink splatter all over his shoes and a little on his pants near the ankle.

Leo took in the somewhat disheveled looking woman. His face remaining neutral as she apologized. These kinds of accidents were bound to happen with how crowded this place was and he wasn't about to take an accident out on someone. "Nothing to worry about, the damage is not permanent. If you will point me to where the actual end of the line is I will replace your drink. This was as much my fault as your own, I should have paid more attention." He grabbed a napkin off her tray and quickly wiped off his pants and shoes just so they would be easier to clean later. Standing up he nodded at her. "Pardon, and thank you. What were you drinking? I will add it to my order, as long as you don't mind waiting?"

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There was the smallest little curve of a smile on his lips. He was pretty intuitive about emotions and it was clear this woman had been having a bad day and just needed something to go right. He didn't mind spending the extra money, his family had more than enough and then some. It wasn't about that, but he also didn't know this woman so he was polite but a bit aloof. "I do not tend to lose my temper often or easily. I am quite grounded and spend a lot of time meditating. There was no possible outcome of that situation where I would have reacted in anger. Accidents happen. What would losing my temper have accomplished?" He poked a straw into his Taro boba, swirling the purple drink around before taking a sip. It was delightfully sweet but not overpoweringly so. "This place does tend to become addicting after the first time. I have found myself having their drinks delivered to my work and home often enough that I think they have started to recognize my order." He huffed a small amused laugh. "I am glad I was able to brighten your day at least a little bit. Sometimes it is just the smallest act of kindness and patience that can make a difference for someone."

"Thank you." Vicky took her time to smile at the cashier as she picked up her order, despite her headache and aching feet. Not to mention the tension building between her shoulder blades. No need to punish the girl for being tired and sore.

Her attention was firmly fixed on getting a better hold on her take out. This place just opened up, and it was packed with people wanting to try out the Asian cuisine, and of course the large variety of Boba they had.

She had the bag secured, but the drink carrier was a different story. Someone bumped into her arm, and the flimsy tray of course immediately toppled out of her had.

Full of chagrin she watched as it seemed to fall in slow motion, the liquid goodness slamming into the ground. The cups immediately split, splashing the drinks up and then back down. Right onto a pair of large feet.

Oh no......

"I'm so sorry!" The hurting, tired and now embarrassed woman looked up into the owner's face, and into the bluest eyes she'd ever seen..... Never had she seen that gorgeous shade in person before. "I'm really not having a good day, and I just made your's worse."

Leonardo had finished his morning classes and had a craving for the new boba tea spot that had opened up. The food was delicious, light, and actually somewhat healthy. The boba teas were slightly less healthy, but the sweetness was welcome. He had showered at the studio and slipped on some casual clothes. It felt inappropriate to wear his yoga gear out and about. Leo prided himself on looking professional. It was bright out and his shades were only barely making it bearable. He really hoped the place wasn't too crowded, he had wanted to sit down and enjoy his food. However, since this was a new establishment it was always packed it seemed. Sometimes there were lulls, but not for long. As he strode to the door he frowned, yep, packed. Well he would just have to get it to go. Stepping into the crowded restaurant Leo was surrounded by people. He was still trying to figure out where the end of the line was when he bumped into someone. As he looked down he saw their drink splatter all over his shoes and a little on his pants near the ankle.

Leo took in the somewhat disheveled looking woman. His face remaining neutral as she apologized. These kinds of accidents were bound to happen with how crowded this place was and he wasn't about to take an accident out on someone. "Nothing to worry about, the damage is not permanent. If you will point me to where the actual end of the line is I will replace your drink. This was as much my fault as your own, I should have paid more attention." He grabbed a napkin off her tray and quickly wiped off his pants and shoes just so they would be easier to clean later. Standing up he nodded at her. "Pardon, and thank you. What were you drinking? I will add it to my order, as long as you don't mind waiting?"

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Leonardo had no reaction to her stare, he was used to it. Though the stares were less and less as the mutant community developed their new normal. He was glad she seemed to relax a small amount. Her offer to pay for his dry cleaning was sweet but unnecessary. He used the same laundry services his brothers did when they had clothes they couldn't clean themselves. If the stain never came out, he could just buy something to replace it. She didn't need to know that and he just nodded. "I shouldn't be long, it seems the line has shortened. Go ahead and sit and I will bring everything over." Honestly it was worth it to pay for her drinks just to have some place to sit. He didn't really want to have to walk around to find a bench or something to sit on to eat. So this worked out for them. He had made mental note of her drinks and got in line. It thankfully moved fast and he put his order in for food and four large drinks. He waited patiently for the order to be ready and took his tray over to the table. Setting it down he handed her both of her drinks, both large, and exactly as she ordered. "Here, hopefully these are right, you wanted green tea and a strawberry smoothie correct?" Leo moved the tray over and placed his food and drinks in front of him. He had ordered a taro milk boba and a red bean smoothie to accompany his food. "By the way. I am Leonardo, it is a pleasure to meet you and thank you for sharing your table."

"Thank you." Vicky took her time to smile at the cashier as she picked up her order, despite her headache and aching feet. Not to mention the tension building between her shoulder blades. No need to punish the girl for being tired and sore.

Her attention was firmly fixed on getting a better hold on her take out. This place just opened up, and it was packed with people wanting to try out the Asian cuisine, and of course the large variety of Boba they had.

She had the bag secured, but the drink carrier was a different story. Someone bumped into her arm, and the flimsy tray of course immediately toppled out of her had.

Full of chagrin she watched as it seemed to fall in slow motion, the liquid goodness slamming into the ground. The cups immediately split, splashing the drinks up and then back down. Right onto a pair of large feet.

Oh no......

"I'm so sorry!" The hurting, tired and now embarrassed woman looked up into the owner's face, and into the bluest eyes she'd ever seen..... Never had she seen that gorgeous shade in person before. "I'm really not having a good day, and I just made your's worse."

Leonardo had finished his morning classes and had a craving for the new boba tea spot that had opened up. The food was delicious, light, and actually somewhat healthy. The boba teas were slightly less healthy, but the sweetness was welcome. He had showered at the studio and slipped on some casual clothes. It felt inappropriate to wear his yoga gear out and about. Leo prided himself on looking professional. It was bright out and his shades were only barely making it bearable. He really hoped the place wasn't too crowded, he had wanted to sit down and enjoy his food. However, since this was a new establishment it was always packed it seemed. Sometimes there were lulls, but not for long. As he strode to the door he frowned, yep, packed. Well he would just have to get it to go. Stepping into the crowded restaurant Leo was surrounded by people. He was still trying to figure out where the end of the line was when he bumped into someone. As he looked down he saw their drink splatter all over his shoes and a little on his pants near the ankle.

Leo took in the somewhat disheveled looking woman. His face remaining neutral as she apologized. These kinds of accidents were bound to happen with how crowded this place was and he wasn't about to take an accident out on someone. "Nothing to worry about, the damage is not permanent. If you will point me to where the actual end of the line is I will replace your drink. This was as much my fault as your own, I should have paid more attention." He grabbed a napkin off her tray and quickly wiped off his pants and shoes just so they would be easier to clean later. Standing up he nodded at her. "Pardon, and thank you. What were you drinking? I will add it to my order, as long as you don't mind waiting?"

[nyc-mutants]

"Thank you." Vicky took her time to smile at the cashier as she picked up her order, despite her headache and aching feet. Not to mention the tension building between her shoulder blades. No need to punish the girl for being tired and sore.

Her attention was firmly fixed on getting a better hold on her take out. This place just opened up, and it was packed with people wanting to try out the Asian cuisine, and of course the large variety of Boba they had.

She had the bag secured, but the drink carrier was a different story. Someone bumped into her arm, and the flimsy tray of course immediately toppled out of her had.

Full of chagrin she watched as it seemed to fall in slow motion, the liquid goodness slamming into the ground. The cups immediately split, splashing the drinks up and then back down. Right onto a pair of large feet.

Oh no......

"I'm so sorry!" The hurting, tired and now embarrassed woman looked up into the owner's face, and into the bluest eyes she'd ever seen..... Never had she seen that gorgeous shade in person before. "I'm really not having a good day, and I just made your's worse."

Leonardo had finished his morning classes and had a craving for the new boba tea spot that had opened up. The food was delicious, light, and actually somewhat healthy. The boba teas were slightly less healthy, but the sweetness was welcome. He had showered at the studio and slipped on some casual clothes. It felt inappropriate to wear his yoga gear out and about. Leo prided himself on looking professional. It was bright out and his shades were only barely making it bearable. He really hoped the place wasn't too crowded, he had wanted to sit down and enjoy his food. However, since this was a new establishment it was always packed it seemed. Sometimes there were lulls, but not for long. As he strode to the door he frowned, yep, packed. Well he would just have to get it to go. Stepping into the crowded restaurant Leo was surrounded by people. He was still trying to figure out where the end of the line was when he bumped into someone. As he looked down he saw their drink splatter all over his shoes and a little on his pants near the ankle.

Leo took in the somewhat disheveled looking woman. His face remaining neutral as she apologized. These kinds of accidents were bound to happen with how crowded this place was and he wasn't about to take an accident out on someone. "Nothing to worry about, the damage is not permanent. If you will point me to where the actual end of the line is I will replace your drink. This was as much my fault as your own, I should have paid more attention." He grabbed a napkin off her tray and quickly wiped off his pants and shoes just so they would be easier to clean later. Standing up he nodded at her. "Pardon, and thank you. What were you drinking? I will add it to my order, as long as you don't mind waiting?"

[nyc-mutants]

Let's do Sleepover Saturday!

So send me asks about:

fuck, marry, kill

ask my top 3 of anything

make me choose between two things

send me celebrities for hot or not

would I ship _______ with _______ ? 

headcanons

who you ship me with

tell me stories about you or your day

ask me for advice

ask me questions about things you want to know

literally whatever you want!

[nyc-mutants]

Happy Valentine’s Day Mikey. You are a bundle of sunshine and happiness and deserve the world 🧡🧡

Well thanks! I am a ray of sunshine huh? Heh, Happy V-day cutie, hit me up any time!

[nyc-mutants]

for Mikey:

{ LOVE 🥰 } ----- What does love mean to your muse? Do they feel loved/lovable? Are they the type to love easily?

Mikey falls in love so easily. He completely believes in love at first sight. He isn't sure about soul mates but he does know that true loves takes time and effort and it requires work, but that initial spark is the easiest part for him.

Mike knows he is adorable and lovable, but despite that he sometimes feels like he isn't easy to love back. Mike gives his all in relationships. He holds nothing back. Once he feels ready to say it, it comes out and he showers his person with all the love and affection he has in him. Which if we are being honest is a lot and can be overwhelming for most people.

However, Mike struggles to see himself as lovable. That could be why he goes so hard. He feels he has to overcompensate for everything he lacks. He has to try harder, because he has a hard time seeing the love others have for him, in a romantic sense at least. He knows his family loves him, it is outsiders he struggles with. He doesn't know how to tell if someone really loves him.

[nyc-mutants]

💞💘🌸 VALENTINE'S DAY HEADCANONS ; an assortment of headcanons related to the holiday or just love in general. Send in one or more to learn more about my muse! Specify muse if you're a multi!

{ HEARTS 💘 } ---- What's the most important thing that your muse holds close to their heart? Is it a person, place or thing? { CANDY 🍭 } ----- Does your muse like to eat candy or buy candy for themselves on this holiday? Has anyone ever gifted them candy? Do they like it? { LOVE 🥰 } ----- What does love mean to your muse? Do they feel loved/lovable? Are they the type to love easily? { AMOR 😍 } ---- What was their first love confession like? Did they get rejected? Did it happen over a special occasion (like a date)? { CRUSH 🌸} ----- Do they get crushes easily? How do they act around their crush? { GLITTER ✨ } ----- What's an ideal outfit for a Valentine's Day date? Do they like dressing up? Describe what they'd wear! { GIFTS 🎁 } ----- Do they expect gifts for the day? What's something they'd give their partner? { DATE 🌆 } ----- Describe your muse's ideal date. Do they have a dream date they'd like to go on? { DANCING 🪩 } ----- What kind of activities does your muse like to do with their partner? Are they good at these things? { KISSES 💋 } ----- Is your muse a good kisser? Have they ever had a bad kiss before? What's a memorable kiss they've had? { XOXO 😘 } ----- What's something steamy or spicy they've done on a date? Do they usually have sex on the first date? What's a wild sexual encounter they've had? { ROMCOMS 🍿 } ----- Do they enjoy romantic comedy movies? Have they ever read a romance novel? What are their favorites? { CHOCOLATE 🍫 } ------ Are there any special desserts or sweets they order while on a date? Do they have a sweet tooth?

[nyc-mutants]

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