#Durable phone cover

[softgrungeprophet]

man, gamer laptops may have overly edgy or dorky aesthetics but at least they're not just fuckin silver with a black bezel and black keys backlit in white.

every laptop looks identical in the most sedate way these days and it's so boring, i miss when you could get a sony vaio in like 7 different pastel colors (also just still bummed they stopped making laptops since i hate my acer so much by comparison 😒 the fact that it's aesthetically boring is really just insult added to the injury of it being a piece of shit)

if i was rich i would absolutely buy a gaming laptop, like, sure they're dorky but at least they're interesting. i would gladly use a weird chunky monstrosity with rgb backlighting lol

also presumably less likely to start disintegrating within three years (i would hope), but, you know, they're much more expensive than $800

[you--nes]

Leather Card Holder Wallet Case For 14 Pro Max 13 12 Phone Bag

[hk90sstuff]

iPhone 15 Animal Print Case: Trendy Protection for Your Device

[neopuppy]

Bestfriend Jeno who invades readers privacy and goes through her computer filled with videos of ykyk💀

warnings. errrhhmmm🤔 masturbation, yeah..

“Damn, he really did a number on your phone.” Jeno’s fingers drag down the shatter of cracks distorting your screen, neck ticking to the side. “I can definitely fix it though.”

“You can?”

“Yeah, I worked at one of those phone repair kiosks a couple summers ago, these screens cost a fortune to get fixed you know? I have a lot of leftover supplies, can probably find something in my stash that will fit.” He informs, patting your shoulder. “Means you’ll have to be disconnected all day though, is that okay?”

“I guess, have some lectures to get through and a group project to finish so I’ll be at the library most of the day if anything.”

“Alright, write down your passcode and maybe your apple log in just in case.” Jeno nods to a notebook, grabbing a pen to hand you.

“Why the log in?” You hesitate, eyeing your phone nervously.

Jeno shrugs, holding your phone out to you. “I only want to help, I know you’re kind of down on your luck right now. I understand if you want to be around when I fix it but today’s one of my only free days for the rest of the week, so..”

“No no, it’s fine.” You sigh, pushing the phone back toward him. “I might be back late, don’t know how long this meeting with my group will take. If you could leave my phone on DND? I’ll probably still be texting from my laptop.”

“Yeah, not a problem.” Jeno nods to his notebook, smiling as you scribble down your passcode and password. “I’ll get this all fixed up for you, free of charge.”

“I’ll have to repay you somehow..”

“What are friends for?” He laughs, motioning to the living room area scattered with your belongings. “Shit happens..”

“Thanks Jeno, everything you guys have done for me..” trailing off, you murmur shyly. “I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to repay you and Jaemin for helping me out like this.”

“Don’t worry about it, focus on school.”

After bidding you goodbye and good luck with your project, Jeno moves to his bedroom, whistling to himself as he traces down the largest crack on your phone screen. “Gosh, what a dick..”

He didn’t ask what the fight was about, the timing didn’t feel right with you sniffling as he and Jaemin helped you carry your belongings in. He never liked your boyfriend much anyway, or well, ex-boyfriend..

Jeno boiled it down to jealousy at times, whenever he’d have to witness the unfortunate public displays of affection between the two of you. It’s not that he likes you, not necessarily.. but your friendship hadn’t exactly stemmed from genuine interest in forming a platonic relationship. It just so happened that while he had one idea, your mind had already honed in and focused on another.

“Eh, I always knew he wasn’t right for you.” Jeno mumbles to himself, tapping your phone screen to the image of your now ex-boyfriend’s lips squished against your cheek. “Gross.”

Jeno gets to it, unwrapping a new razor to begin removing the old screen topper first and see the real damage. Lucky for you, he’d gifted you a durable screen protector when you’d gotten a new phone. Great for dropping, not so much for a crazy boyfriend hurling it at a wall though.

He’s pleased to see the damage is a lot more minor under the protector, mentally patting himself on the back for handling that for you in the first place. A text pops up lighting the bare screen. “Oh right, do not disturb.”

Jeno taps in the passcode, swiping down to turn off notifications only to come to a pause as another text comes in.

‘It’s easy money, I did it my first year of college to cover rent, and you're shit out of luck at this point if you think a dorm will open up this far into the semester.’

He knows he shouldn’t, but there’s no way you’d find out anyway..

‘Isn’t that prostitution?’

The last text sent from you has his eyes going wide, quickly reading through the chat between you and the name he recognizes as your best friends, the same one whose car Jaemin had found you using as a makeshift home..

‘It’s not illegal in our state, and it’s anonymous. You won’t get caught or anything. Trust me, I worked there for 11 months, best money I’ve ever made.’

Jeno mumbles a ‘what the fuck.’ To himself, opening his phone to copy down the address she sends in next.

‘Besides, what difference does it make? You were getting fucked by your asshole ex on stream for way less.’

“What?!” Jeno looks around in shock, covering his mouth in case someone else is home. An arsenal of unanswered questions race through his mind, swiping to put your phone on ‘do not disturb’ finally as he takes a deep breath to calm down.

“There’s no way..” he chuckles, licking his lips nervously as he taps open your photos and scrolls until a locked album named ‘delete’ catches his eye.

Jeno spent a year learning different ways to break into stolen phones with not even a passcode to assist, the thrill of unknown has his thumb punching away before he can even talk himself out of it. Not that he would..

Why wouldn’t you immediately delete photos or videos you wouldn’t want anyone to see anyway? You can’t be that stupid..

“Oh shit.”

You are that stupid.

Jeno groans, leaning back in his computer chair as he slowly scrolls through the album of over 1000 photos and videos, most consisting of topless shots. More scandalous as he reaches the middle and sucks in a deep breath reading the time on the first video he sees.

Eight minutes and twenty seven seconds..

Patting around for his headphones, he plugs them in and opens the video up to hit play, sinking deeper into his seat as your face appears half-fucked out with dreamy eyes and saliva wet lips.

The deeper familiar voice he recognizes as your ex’s comes through, making his stomach tighten. “Fuck.”

‘How can you ask me for more after I just fucked you full?’

‘Please daddy, n-need more.’

The camera runs down your bare body, laid back against dark sheets with your thighs hoisted up and open; panning down to where white streaks of cum paint your stomach and mound. ‘Feel that? My dicks still so hard.’

‘Keep fucking me, don’t stop fucking me. Fuck that cum deep inside of me.’

Jeno pants, short of breath as he digs the heel of his palm against his groin and groans. Fuck fuck fuck… he knew it. The past few years of having to pretend he valued your friendship more than his desire to fuck you, he always knew you were nothing but a pathetic sobbing whore. The sound of your sobs and aroused whines vibrating through his ears has him ready to make a mess, smoothing in past the waistband of his sweats to free his length, he’s thankful for the point of view shot; making it easy to tune out the masculine grunts passing between your pretty cries.

‘Fuck. I’ll breed you better than that.’ Jeno voices to himself, surprised your lazy ex didn’t make you get on top. The amount of cum covering your lower half has his hips jumping from the chair, eager to fuck into his fist faster.

One thought continues to pass through his mind as he grips around his cock and strokes to match the pace pushing you up and down along the screen.

He needs to fuck you.

[letmeinimafairy]

The making of painted stones

Well, a few times I was asked to show the process of miniature paintings on stones, and here is my first attempt to capture and explain it. Warning - I only have my phone's camera at my disposal, so the quality is not very good.

Firstly - an idea for the image. Every stone has something in its pattern that can be a starting point for developing an imagery. The stone I picked for this one is a beautiful Picasso jasper, and in this case I was looking for a stone for a specific idea I've already had in mind. Spontaneous improvisation dictated by the stone's pattern is also great but I decided to pick something more definitive for better illustrating the process.

This jasper's pattern already has outlines that can be developed into a landscape without painting it over too much. I don't like it when stones are just mindlessly covered by slapping a random image on it, ignoring the colours, textures and patterns.

Here's the idea - ruins of an amphitheatre overgrown with red gladioluses. I know, I know, but I'm very interested in the initial mystical sacrificial background of gladiators. So here it is, arena covered in red, swords in the sand, but it's finally quiet.

Before we start, a stone must be varnished - minerals are porous, and lacquer smoothes its surface. I paint with tempera - most artists who work in lacquer miniatures use oils, but tempera allows quicker process, which is important for me. I'm autistic and my executive dysfunction makes working with oils difficult - my sudden bursts of activity won't match with drying timings and such. So, tempera for me.

Starting with sketching the outlines of the ruins and painting our light source, the sun and red clouds. I'm trying to work with a palette that the stone already has and make the painting as harmonious as possible.

Erasing auxiliary lines as we continue.

Done with the first layer - the walls and the sky. After the paint dries, I apply varnish (I use Novol clearcoat, car varnish - it's very durable). There can be as many layers as you need.

Now - the flowers and details.

After the painting is finished, it'll need several layers of varnish. And some fine sandpaper (1500) in-between the finishing layers for better grip.

And here it is! time to think abou a necklace for this one.

I'm not sure how useful I can be and what aspects you would like to know, so feel free to ask. I'm not sure I can make a good enough video with my current phone, so this'll have to wait. I tried to skip all the musings about ideas and finding stories, but whatever. And the time needed for work - I don't know. There was a month-long pause in the making of this one, due to a couple of emergencies that knocked me down for some time, and it's not easy for me in general due to my mental state - sometimes I can make a painting in two days, sometimes it takes years, nothing is certain with me, especially now. But well, here's what I do.

[cheolslz]

18+ (minors dni.), no explicit smut just cheol wanting reader to come over, contains shirtless pics, menace cheol, ex bf!seungcheol

*1 new message*

*2 new messages*

*3 new messages*

*4 new messages*

you look at the time, 11:47pm. who the fuck could possibly need you at this time? you open your phone and see who send the texts to you.

oh.

choi seungcheol.

you relationship with cheol was…complicated. you guys broke up 2 months ago but you'd see him very often as both of you were in the same friend group.

you know you shouldn't open the message but hey, friends right?

seungcheol : are you up?

seungcheol : I miss you

seungcheol : *2 images attached*

you're glad you got a durable phone cover because holy shit. throwing your phone across the room is the only appropriate response for those pictures. why the fuck was he texting you so late? and why did he send those to you? what does he want? what-

*1 new message*

your phone rings as you go and pick it up

seungcheol : you have your read receipts on I can see you reading my texts

fuck. now you had to respond to him. not because you wanted to. definitely not.

you : “what do you want?”

seungcheol : you

fucking asshole.

you : shut up

you : stop texting me

seungcheol : do you not miss me

you : if you need someone to fuck just fuck some random girl in your dms I'm sure you have a lot of them.

seungcheol : yeah but none of them are as good as you baby

you honestly wouldn't mind if the ground swallowed you whole right now. you hate seungcheol. you definitely don't like him. you want to go to his place. fuck wait no you don't.

you : leave me alone cheol

seungcheol : ugh I missed that nickname

seungcheol : but I'll let you go for now, but just remember, my doors always open for you ;)

*seungcheol went offline*

it's not worth it you tell yourself and crawl back in bed. you'd never loose your self respect over a guy. you can't let seungcheol win this. you might take up his offer. shit. the choi seungcheol effect is real but there's no way you let him have this...right?

“fuck off I'll deal with this tomorrow” and you turn the lights off with a groan

[imagineanime2022]

Demon Brothers W/ An S/O W/ CIPA

Lucifer X Reader, Mammon X Reader, Leviathan X Reader, Satan X Reader, Asmodeus X Reader, Beelzebub X Reader, Belphagor X Reader.

Requested: Anon

Requested: Anon

Request: Haiii:3

I have been reading your posts for some while and i really like how you write!!!

But anyway straight to the point, could you write the obey me brothers with a S/O who has CIPA?

if you dont know what that is its basically where a person cant feel pain, feel heat or cold, and cant sweat.

You can ignore this if you want, take your time. <3

Lucifer = Blue

Mammon = Italic (would not let me do yellow)

Levi = Orange

Satan = Green

Asmo = Pink

Beel = Red

Belphie = Purple

You = Bold

A/N: I had vaguely heard of this before this request and did some research into some of the other things that yo can suffer along side it, let me know if theirs anything that you would like me to change or isn't quite true.

Warnings: Talks of pain, broken bones, bruises, CIPA from the view of someone who has not seen or dealt with it.

Lucifer

📚 No word of a lie this man knew that there was something different about you the moment that you appeared in devildom but he couldn’t tell what it was just by looking at you. 📚 The first thing he picked up on was your choice in clothing. Why are you wearing a jumper in the midst of summer? It looks nice. Are you not hot? I don’t really feel hot. 📚 The second was you play fighting with Beel, even he has the oldest and most powerful of the brother found it hard to keep up with Beel but you a human seemed to be bouncing back from what seemed to be a good deal of Beel’s natural strength, you were covered in bruises when you came down the next morning but you weren’t at all concerned by them. 📚 The third and final one was when you were in the kitchen you had been talking to him and he watched as you put your hand down on the still hot stove that you had been using moments before but you didn’t tear your hand away instead continued talking. 📚 Lucifer had never shot forward so fast demanding to know what was wrong with you while he treated the first degree burn. 📚 Lucifer did some research and then set a schedule to make sure that you stayed healthy, you weren’t allowed anywhere on your own and when you did sustain an injury self assessment was not allowed, he’d be taking you to a professional if he couldn’t tell himself. 📚 He gave his brothers strict instructions on what they needed to be vigilant of when you were out with them and even sent the same instructions to purgatory hall and the castle (not that Solomon or Barbatos needed them, they definitely figured this out within weeks of meeting you). 📚 Lucifer will literally come out of nowhere with some kind of temperature device to make sure that you weren’t too hot or too cold, let’s hope that you never faint because you're too hot. 📚 I think he’d honestly be the most worried, he’s always thinking about you and wondering if you're okay, checking his phone constantly to make sure that you hadn’t hurt yourself somehow. 📚 You're in more danger here than you’ve ever been, you need someone looking out for you.

Mammon

💳 Mammon had no clue. 💳 Literally nothing different about you, versus any other human that he’s seen (not that he’s really seen any, let alone interacted with them). 💳 At first he just thought that you were super durable and that instantly had his mind running, he could make money off of the videos that he filmed of you. Yeah for a while you were the get rich quick scheme. 💳 Until one night that you stood up to Lucifer to protect him and Beel and actually got hurt, you had fallen awkwardly, everyone winced and somehow you stood completely normal. 💳 Unfortunately it doesn’t matter how much he sees you're probably going to have to tell him what is going on with you. 💳 Once he understands what’s going on with you he’s a lot more considerate. He always has an extra jumper if you don’t bring one or will offer to carry yours if he feels like you might be getting too hot. 💳 The occasional hyperactivity that comes with CIPA is welcomed with Mammon, he’s up for having pillow fights and running around the house, he’s made a child proof room for you both to play around in when you need it. 💳 He’s not as hands on as Lucifer is but he doesn’t actually leave you alone with anyone who isn’t his brothers, does not trust another soul with your health. 💳 I’m your protector remember? I’ll protect you from everything even if it is yourself.

Leviathan

🎮 It took Levi a little while to figure it out considering he spent most of his time in his bedroom away from everyone else. 🎮 However the more time that you spent together the more that he realised that you didn’t seem to feel pain. 🎮 He watched as you stubbed your toe, smacked your hand on the bathtub or walked into the sofa but the real teller was when you bit your lip until it bleed one day. 🎮 Stop that. What? Your lips are bleeding, doesn’t that hurt? Not really, I don’t really feel pain. What? 🎮 Levi started to watch you more carefully, when he saw you chewing at your lip, he’ll hand you something else to chew food or chewing gum or something, even had a fidget toy in case you start pulling at the skin on your fingers or around your nails. 🎮 His scales make him the perfect cuddle buddy when you get too warm. I think he runs a little cooler than most other demons so it helped to cool you down when you were running a bit hot. 🎮 Would literally have you wear a watch that tracks your body with the app connected to his and your DDD so that he could make sure that you were okay. 🎮 Since he does his lessons at home, you will get random text messages like: You're getting too hot, take that jumper off or why’s your heart rate up? What are you doing? 🎮 Someone has to make sure that you die, you Normie.

Satan

🐈 Satan absolutely knew that there was something different about you and it took him less than 24 hrs to guess what it was. 🐈 Satan has a lot of knowledge, including knowledge on humans, he reads a lot and that meant that he had read about a lot of different ailments that humans could have so had read about CIPA but he didn’t think that he’d ever meet a human that had the ailments. 🐈 He then proceeds to find out everything that he doesn’t know about it so that when something happens he knows what to do. 🐈 Honestly he’s usually not around when something happens to you, you’ll probably walk into his bedroom after the fact and he would see that you were injured. 🐈 What happened? What? Your arm is bruised. What happened? Oh… I don’t know. Can you please be more careful? 🐈 Will not treat you like a child, you have been dealing with this all your life, you don’t need someone babying you. He is well aware of your limits though and will check on you if he thinks it’s necessary. 🐈 He’s always checking in with you but it’ll be more subtle then the others, he’ll press a kiss to your forehead to gauge your temperature or offer you cold or hot drinks to try and make sure that you stay at an optimum temperature. 🐈 You are the only person that he worries about when it comes to his cats, they are usually fine but he knows that they could do damage when they are playing with you, so he watches carefully and makes sure that you only use the cat's toys that he has bought for you to use. 🐈 Literally hates it when you have a knife and fork, he watches you like a hawk and if there’s even a single sign of danger, he’ll cut the food himself, he would have you cutting off your own limbs for dinner. 🐈 Stop. Stop that. Stop, I’ll do it.

Asmodeus

💅 Asmodeus kinda knew but he never said anything, just treated you the same as he would anyone else. 💅 It would be an accident when he finds out that you even have an issue, he was complaining about sweat one day and you dropped the bomb. 💅I wish I just didn’t sweat. No you don’t. I know that it’s fundamental or whatever Satan said but- No you don’t wish that because then you start fainting because of overheating and have the threat of a seizure every time you have a fever. What? 💅 You literally made his brain stop working because it took him a full minute to realise that you were talking from experience. Has you explain everything to him. Literally everything, he needs to understand. 💅 Now we all know that Asmo isn’t going to be able to protect you from everything so instead, he looks after your body for you, spa night where he does a full inventory, he notes any marks, bruises or wounds on your body and makes sure that they are healing properly. 💅 He hates seeing you hurt so he has like safety gloves that he just makes you wear, he wanted a full bubble to make sure that nothing apart from him touched you ever again. 💅 Would ask the others for help keeping you safe, literally bribing the family (not that he needed to, they all wanted you safe after all) and they are going to take everything that he offered. 💅 Asmo is literally the parent that follows you around with plasters, bandages and cold compress packs for any eventuality. 💅 Oh my god are you okay!? Here, what do you need? We’ll need a long spa day after this.

Beelzebub

🍔 Beel treated you like you were a delicate flower anyway, there was nothing that was gentle enough for you and he had to make sure that everything you did was tested first. 🍔 You will have to tell him what is going on with you because let’s be honest he does a very good job of keeping you out of trouble but that means that when something bad happens it’s really bad. 🍔 I think it’s broken. Yeah probably. Doesn’t that hurt. It’s supposed to. But it doesn’t. Not for me. 🍔 It’s up to you to explain the good and bad points of your ailment because even if he did read about it he’s not going to understand it at all. 🍔 Now all I can think of with this man is that he just holds you above all danger, like you’ll be on his shoulders or he’ll hoist you over his shoulder when he feels like you’ll get hurt. 🍔 Beel will avoid situations that he think will cause you any harm, he’s not always going to notice the signs that something is wrong so he tries to just keep you away from it instead. 🍔 Always has a drink, fan or coat if he thinks that you need it. You’ll honestly wonder where he pulls it out from, it doesn't matter he’ll always have it. 🍔 Keeps you away from his very rowdy Fangol team, they’ll have you seriously injured in less than a few seconds, he eventually told them how delicate you were and the best of the team looked out for you like you were their own, even had you on the bench sometimes to keep you out of the crowd. 🍔 Will let you sit on him not matter what he’s doing, laying on the couch eating, he’ll have you sit on his chest. Working out, you can be the counterweight (you might actually need to hold a weight to make it a challenge though). 🍔 I’m not really good at learning about stuff, but I can keep you safe. I promise

Belphegor

💤 Belphie is probably the one who finds out the earliest in your relationship and that’s because of everything he tried to do to you before you got him back to the rest of the family. 💤 You could see that he struggling with it and when he apologised you literally waved him off. 💤 Don’t worry I can’t feel anything anyway. Huh? I couldn’t feel anything that you did before, if that helps… You know it didn’t hurt. Now I’m guilty and confused. 💤 You explained properly what you were talking about and surprisingly enough he did understand a great deal about it. 💤 When you were alone together he would find himself asking if you ever wished to change your ailment and how it actually felt to have it. 💤 He’s probably the only one besides Beel to ask you what you wanted him to do and how he could help, he’s lazy and he doesn’t often find himself in many harmful situations so he doesn’t have to worry about that. It’s more about regulating your body and making sure that you are keeping yourself healthy. 💤 He kept snacks and other things around so that if you needed something it was to hand, you still hurt yourself sometimes when reaching for something or walking to the bathroom but nothing too serious with him. 💤 Orders Beel to keep you safe and return you back to him at the end of each school day because he knows at some point he’s going to sneak off to find somewhere to sleep and you might not always want to do that. 💤 Belphie learns you tells for when something is wrong and can figure most things out based on your answers, steals things from his brothers if he needs to make sure that you are comfortable, and also wraps his tail around you to stop you from rolling out of bed. 💤 Don’t worry you can spend the rest of your life in bed with me, nothing can hurt you here.

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[callofdudes]

what about 141 with reader who's very old-school. Listens to metal and rock, dresses like a rocker from the 80s, has cassette tapes and vinyls, doesn't use technology etc. I'm like that and everyone always makes fun of me. 😭

That's cool as shit. Also I'm sorry I kind of sidetracked and I wasn't really sure how to approach this... so if it's not what you wanted anon I'm very sorry.

Price 🥃

He thinks it's very cool. He doesn't meet a lot of recruits who aren't glued to their cellphones all the time. Of course while you couldn't get around not having one, you preferred not to use it. It was something he liked about you. Something that made you you.

Now... He would be lying if he said going into your room or your office makes him feel old as shit. Like really fucking old.

He pulls a vinyl record off your shelf and whistles in surprise. "Hey I used to have this..." And then it hits him. "Oh..." He's so bloody old.

He walks out of there with trauma. Every time he sees you walking around with a walkman or sees that Nokia you have displayed on your shelf he has a mid life crisis.

He likes the old songs you listen to, and hearing how you know the words to every 80's song really does bring him back to when his father would play it. Wasn't a huge memory, but it was something familiar in a way.

For your birthday he finds an old record player, yes, he was searching forever. But he found an old record player so now you could play the vinyls how they were intended.

And oh dear Lord the cassette tapes. He got PTSD from going to blockbuster and finding out no one had rewinded the tape before he rented it. Nightmares. Nightmares!! He picks one up and relays the horrors of going to blockbuster at eight at night, getting out near ten for your movie night and finding out you had to spend half an hour rewinding the bloody tape.

He had a lot to say about cassette tapes.

As far as your clothes go he doesn't really think about it much. He thinks some of them are impractical for training and such, along with questioning their durability. But whatever you want to wear he doesn't much care.

Sometimes Price hears the other recruits making fun of you. And he doesn't really understand it. It's nothing different from an older generation saying kids are stuck to their phones. What mattered was you liked it, and you were happy. Simple as that.

A good slap on the wrist from Captain Price gets them to shut up for a while.

He likes that you live how you want to despite the mean people around you.

Ghost 💀

Ghost never really had any technology even when it did start to come out late 80's early 90's. He does remember his brother eventually getting a phone and the old Gameboy he had at one point.

Yes. He is old enough. He had a walkman. The childhood memories he got from seeing that thing was horrendous. He remembered how after a while of trying to block out any noise with them, (which they weren't good for) his ears would start to hurt.

But it wasn't bad. He liked seeing the old vinyls and you seemed to know more than he did. Which wasn't a surprise really.

Your office reminded him of his father's in a way. The back shelf behind your chair stacked neatly with the rows of vinyls and their covers all so well taken care of. The record player from Price off in the corner whenever you wanted some music on just to relax.

They never watched many movies when he was younger, but he remembered when his brother would take his hand and guide him down the rows of shelves in the local blockbuster before their shared curfew so they could get some movies, and Tommy would usually try to sneak a more adult film in between the children's classics and things of that nature.

Your room also gives him PTSD. But only in the way of remember how awful it was. How the static on the tv would make the inside of his brain itch or how uncomfortable those walkman headphones were. Or remembering that space invaders game his brother would play when he was little. A lot of memories he didn't expect to have triggered.

But he thinks it's really cool. He recognizes bands that were really popular. Maybe you were a Rolling Stones kinda kid, maybe you were more into Metallica and such. Hell even Nirvana though it's more early 2000's.

(he might even steal one of your posters) shhh, you saw nothing!

You two jam out a lot. As a rock fan it would be only fair that the two of you were to listen to music together.

Loves your clothes. If they would ever fit him he'd steal them from you. But I don't think he'd so easily slip into them. Something he's sad about.

But if he ever hears anyone talking bad about you he's ready to give someone a good talk with the sharp end of his knuckles. Seriously, if they have the balls to talk shit about his sergeant, his friend, he's coming for them.

He won't let them tell you you're weird or other things because you're being who you want to be. Their just cowards.

Gaz 🧢

Now I think this one is tricky. Kyle was born roughly around when Walkmans started to become less popular so he never had any of the things Price or Simon did. However he did have an old cassette receiver where he used to watch old movies his grandma had bought or played some of the old games.

But your room. He loves your room. All the posters of old bands and records. The cassette player for your movies and stuff.

You also had a guitar that you occasionally played, he really liked that.

All the retro stuff like game figurines and what have you. All the cool clothes you have. If that really comfy AC/DC sweater you have goes missing. It's not a gremlin, just Gaz.

Also willing to just come to your room and jam out with your music. Also brings over some of his old games and convinces you to play them with him.

He thinks it is cool. You carry around a walkman and an old radio player for music and he enjoys them.

He is mostly interested in the bands you're into. He doesn't open up a whole lot but when he sees you playing these old songs he feels happy coming to you with CDs of jazz songs and older songs he likes to listen to. And it helps you two bond.

Let's be honest, he steals more of your old retro stuff from you than everyone else. Which is a surprise. He'll always leave you a little note telling you which tape set he stole or which thing he took from the dark reaches of your closet and how long he plans to have it be stolen for.

But you guys are besties like that. He wouldn't do it if he knew you wouldn't be even a little comfortable.

He's a property stealer just as much as Johnny is. That's the point. It just takes certain stuff for him to want to borrow it.

If he hears people bullying you, he's either squaring up right there. His gun does all the talking. He doesn't have to say anything, a good barrel in the face usually has them quieting down.

His second option is to cyber bully them to hell and back. So you're in good hands. Don't let those things get to your head or Gaz is gonna do some insane shit.

Soap 🧼

Doesn't know what half the shit in your room is. He's a baby, born just when that stuff started to fade from mainstream media and his pea sized brain couldn't register any of it.

A walkman? What the fuck is that?

Cassette tape?? Blockbuster?? What the actually fuck are you telling him. He's a smart little cookie but he's lost on this one. Like couldn't you just get a CD??

He isn't arrogant about it. But growing up in a traditional Scottish household he didn't have technology. He didn't have his first phone until 15, so he doesn't know what half these things are.

Hanging around Simon he knows the bands like AC/DC and Metallica, more 90's groups but he knows. He's seen a vinyl in his dad's room before but that's about it.

Loves your clothes. Absolutely loves them! He is dying to wear them, if they'll fit him that is... Maybe he'll buy something similar.

Is the guy who will buy a Nirvana shirt and know none of the songs just so he can match with you.

Again, a little property stealer. Snags a poster or two thinking you won't notice. A sweater or two during the fall. And if they don't fit him he's buying the exact same one off Amazon for 30$ don't test him.

He likes to learn about all the music you like. As the kid who was also raised in the outdoors. Sacrificing his life for little league football and Scouting in Scotland. He totally understands you not having the biggest hook over technology.

He doesn't really either.

The technology people of your group are surprisingly (not really) Ghost and Gaz. Give Johnny a few bombs and an open field and he's a happy camper. No technology required.

So he thinks it's awesome too. He definitely likes your style and always wants to know more. He wants to get into your hobbies and know all the knowledge he possibly can.

Tell. Him. Everything.

He's feral. If he hears any nonsense they better get ready to square up right there and then. He's tired of hearing people discredit others so a good punch without warning and those idiots are knocked out.

But he's also the prankster, so you give him a name and he will torture that recruit and their friends for a month with the insane stuff he can pull.

Price knows it's Soap, but without the recruits having concrete proof there is nothing to be done. And he thinks it's hilarious this time around.

[imagination-mess]

The Unknown Circumstance

This could be read with either Bakugou or Midoriya or anyone in mind. This would take place within their early to mid-20s. This idea has been haunting my mind lately so I wrote it.

Warning: Your death.

Word Count: 440+

The words coming out of the detective's ears went from one ear to another. He was sitting beside his lawyer. It was a hard 72 hours for him. His lawyer was answering his questions on his behalf.

The sensation of the limp body in his arms as blood stuck against his skin was playing on a loop in his mind. His throat was still sore from the screaming and pleading for it to just be a nightmare. 

There was so much blood on the living room floor. His hands were trembling, covered in the red substance, as he was desperately trying to stop the bleeding from your abdomen while pleading for you not to leave and to wake you up. He had already pressed the SOS button on his phone, which was specifically for getting immediate medical care along with the authorities.

He was the one who had found you dead on the ground of your shared apartment together, despite your skin being warm to the touch. You did not have a heartbeat. He was too deep in denial to accept the reality of the situation. 

The scene when the authorities arrived did not look favorable to him. There was a sword beside the couple, a few inches away. The rest of what happened was a blur to him. 

His friends, who had arrived at the scene because of the SOS, thought he needed backup. They immediately worked fast on setting up a lawyer for him because the situation looked bad, making it seem like it was a domestic violence incident. 

The worst part of all is that the hospital lost track of your body during transportation. It was then reported that your body had gone missing. 

When law enforcement tries to look through your devices by breaking into them for investigation purposes. It triggered a chain effect, causing all devices to self-destruct, including the ones at your lab. All of your devices self-destruct, including your phone. There was no way to recover any sort of information because the damage to the devices was intense. 

You were well known within the heroes’ agencies for creating durability suits and flexible suits that were specialized for their quirks and fighting styles. You were a quirk researcher on top of being a chemist, which helped your career and expanded your expertise. You would often work with law enforcement to create new devices for restraining criminals.

So, the news of your death spread throughout the heroes and scientists community by word of mouth. There are already rumors and speculation about what happened. The media are scrambling to get more information on the case. It is going to get clicks and views. .

[ivanzplaid]

Hii!

Can i request Vance Hopper x male reader, where shortly after Vance got taken the reader just won't stop looking for Vance, like he desperately tries to find him. And like the Grabber bumps into the reader and notices how desperately he's looking for Vance, so he helps the reader find him, (if you know what I mean). But like they escape.

Soo angst to fluff I think?

Please and thank you

this is so detailed and well thought out i had to do it, im currently having a bucket full of requests i have yet to do so im deciding to sit down and do them since i hate seeing them collect dust, and yours was just so intricate i had to 🫶 wrote this late in the night so im sorry if its awk💔💔

reblogs & comments are much preferred and welcomed!! thanks

also, happy 500 followers!! :)

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Summary: Your boyfriend has gone missing, and you found yourself hanging flyers to spread awareness. A peculiar man catches sight of it and decides to help you find just where Vance is.

Vance Hopper x Male Reader

Warnings: Slight Angst-Lots of Fluff, The Grabber, Abducted Vance & Reader, Wound Mentioning, Not proofread, Happy Boyfriends!

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The rain around you lashed at your exposed skin, your cheeks becoming redder the more they were beat, but your raincoat had covered most everything else. The papers you held tightly in your hands suffered the most, becoming damper as you stapled one to a phone pole, taking a step back to see if it was still good.

Your love stared back at you, an angry look positioned on his face that made you smile lightly, they used Vance's damn jail shots for his Missing posters, it was bittersweet looking back on it, a few nights in the county jail would still have a chance of being salvaged, rather than what most thought of his current fate. It had only been a week and a half since Vance's abduction, and the town was speaking in crude whispers, out of earshot of you. They assured you that he was a fighter, and you couldn't decipher if they were mocking you or aiding you, but to you, their assumptions didn't matter, you knew your boyfriend was still alive, he was tough, but he wasn't a complete idiot.

Staring at the poster, zoning out at the little details you longed to have in your hands again, his golden hair and his aged skin, his rugged eyes and the stupid jackets he would wear, no matter how hot or cold it may be. He was everything you loved. He was Vance Hopper was durable from all his fights & arguments, running from the police and thats the name they knew to shout out to catch him, yet when he held you in an exhausted embrace on his bed, ready to pass out seeing your head positioned comfortably on his stomach, he was just Vance. Of course, that Vance was no longer present in your life, taken away in an instant, and even after a traumatic event, still being cursed by his old name, his determined personality, like the fate they murmured about was the fate they wished to see.

"He must be special to you, huh? Only someone who has a connection can examine a grainy picture and have big emotions behind such eyes."

Pulling you back from your thoughts was a mans voice, it was light and airy, but it wasn't natural, something about its tone was to obscure to list.

Your head tilted slightly, and your eyes met with a tall man, whos head was already staring at you. He gave you a little finger wave before letting out a sigh, examining you as you did to him. Your eyes first were attracted to his abnormally white face, and you knew it was painted that way, but given the rainy day situation it was odd, odd even for you. It sent slight red flags your way, the way he hid his face, but you chalked it up to a concerned neighbor who saw you just staring blankly at a phone pole, concern was nothing to be hostile about, so you offered him a slight smile and some information you thought was harmless.

"Yeah, he meant a lot to me. Thought it would be of service to hang these up in his name, I'd do anything to see him again."

The mans face was lifted until your last sentence, which caused it to falter at the ends, the smile becoming hardened instead of natural, like the man was in his mind, thinking of whatever it may be. As the rain began to lighten, forming a drizzle now, your mind wanders to how it could be even more efficient to hanging the posters now that they had less of a chance if being mauled by the droplets, but as you went to excuse yourself, he cut in.

"Such-a young man like you shouldn't be out in this grueling weather, dont you think? Why don't I have you over so you can dry off, my brother is home and he has his little theories of his own, maybe it'll help!"

You caught on to the way he spoke, belittling his brother and not giving you a chance to answer, but he was right, the warm house gives the posters time to dry and you a break. This man was a stranger, but a thoughtful one in your eyes, so small 'sure' accompanied you as you followed him to wherever he was taking you, alarm bells not yet ringing, or maybe you were too deaf to hear them.

/

As your feet reached the doormat of your older friend's house, you politely wiped them off before stepping in, serving courtesy as a house guest. You were set up at a small table in the kitchen, and as you imagined it was warm, just to your taste. It got your mind off Vance for the moment, before the man brought out tea, pushing a cup in your direction and sitting across from you with his own cup.

He must've caught your eyes lingering in the drink, he spoke up soon after,

"Oh, it's just basic tea, something to warm you after the harsh outside. You mentioned being close to the boy on the poster, but I never got your name?"

Taking a rather large sip from the cup, you diverged into the conversation. A kind houseguest is a cared-for house guest.

"I'm sorry about that, my mind has just been weird. I'm Y/N, pleasure to meet you sir."

A smile was shot in your direction, pleased at your answer. The more you talked, about Vance, about you, the more you drank, until the moment your lips met the cup, finding nothing. An unusually heavy sigh came from you as you tried to look up, finding the sink to out your dishes away, but moving your eyes caused you vision to blur drastically, the room becoming undefined shapes and colors. Every moment you blinked, your eyelids became harder to open once more, and your breathing was slowed like you were in a hard sleep. A hand held your forehead as you tried to speak to the man, to ask for help, to call the police, but your words were slurred entirely, making strings of words that didn't exist.

Before your vision blacked out entirely, the man held your head up, bringing himself to you just so you could hear him, see his smiling face, satisfied with his work.

"Nighty Night, you'll be right where you asked to be soon enough."

//

Becoming conscious didn't mean you had your vision or feeling in your body back, and you discovered this when you heard an all too familiar voice repeating your name, and gruff hands shaking your body in an attempt to wake you.

Minutes may have passed by before you opened your eyes and displayed you were awake, the world greeting you with blurred shapes and colors once again, but it soon dissipated as you were grasped into a tight hug, a boys nose placed quickly on your neck, with the feel of tears hitting your shoulder. Even before your hearing fully came back, you knew just who it was. The hug was a memory you'd been longing for, and the sensation of small kisses being made on your neck was something you'd been treated to, only with Vance.

You could tell he was calling your name, muttering his own blessings that you were granted here. Looking at him was unreal, the small gentle breaths that hit your face as he held you all so close, being afraid to let go like he'd be taken away again.

Vance was all too grateful to have you here, to have you with him, but after you regained your senses and examined the room, reality hit you hastily, and Vance's arms were the only place you felt safe in.

"I missed you, so, so much. I never stopped looking for you, y'know."

His smile flashed at you, and you were lost in recognizing the way his face contorts to your voice, how he let you see his natural feeling without the protective barrier he always puts out.

"Bet the whole town's fuckin' crying that I'm not there, huh?"

He thought of humor as a remedy, it eased your nerves as you thought about what happened, the recollection of memories you had were scarce, it hurt to even think about it. As your body relaxed into his, you noticed the musky mattress you two were propped up on, and taking in a closer look, the surroundings themself were dull, the bare necessities being given, as well as a black phone to the side, most likely unusable.

"Have you been down here, for your whole time?"

It came out trembly, you didn't want to offend him somehow, but your boyfriend sighed into your hair and spoke, the tone of defeat recognizable.

"Yeah, don't have a lot goin on for me, but I do have a little discovery I can finally show someone. He sometimes comes down here, gives me these shitty eggs and a still soda, you should've seen the first time he got me em', it's like he can't fucking cook dude, it was awful!"

You two laughed together, basking in each others presence that you were restricted of. But your mind traced back to what he said earlier.

"Is there something useful you found? You said that he does checkups, so could we use your finding as a distraction?"

Tilting your head backwards, you caught his eyebrows raised, thinking through the situation and your idea. You saw his eyes lighten as they met yours, a stupid grin on his face.

"Why not? Nothing left to lose, right?"

//

That night crossed into day, with you and Vance getting the lightest amount of sleep from the plan you two had made. Vance confirmed with you the walls were soundproof, his first day was dedicated to noise & pissing the man off, which never worked. Something Vance had also found out in his next days vacationing here was a weakspot in the wall, a place he's been slowly chipping at, making a hole overtime.

A routine had been in place, with the man coming in for the mornings to deliver food, then staying for a few minutes before leaving, he would repeat this at lunch, but it was uncertain he would stay out until dinner, sometimes as Vance described, he would come in to talk, or give you taunting newspaper updates. With this schedule in mind, you two devised that the scheme would take place at lunch, giving him the false tense that you two would behave in the beginning, for the mornings would be where he's most tense.

The more you two talked nervously in hushed tones, the faster time passed, and soon came in breakfast, a shared tray, showcased with eggs & the infamous soda.

The man came in and dropped them infront of you, and paused, looking down at the two of you huddled together, a protective arm slung over your shoulder.

"You two truly are peas in a pod, eat up!"

His voice mocked you, the way he looked down at you made it clear that he was suspicious, but the despicable smiling devil mask gave you no insight to how he was really looking. He nodded to you, a silent goodbye before turning on his heels and exiting through the metal door.

After he left, you both subconsciously knew you had hours before he would come back, so you ate what he served, and began to set the game up.

/

The sun rested in the middle of the sky, or atleast thats as far as you could tell through the metal lined window, if you could call it that. From what Vance had told you, the man should walk through the door within minutes. Vance was set up in his holding place, the wall that was previously chipped at, now fully broken, and you sat on the bed with the toilet cover behind you, out of sight from anyone who didn't know it was missing. The only sounds being made were the heavy breathing of you and him, anticipating the only chance you'd have of actually living, walking outside, escaping the grimy basement of your kidnapper who was all too happy at the idea of killing.

A creak from the door locks undoing themselves alerted you, and a hitch in Vances breath could be heard.

As far as the man knew, this was the usual encounter, so as he stepped through the door and saw only you welcoming him, he straightened his posture, gazing around the room slightly. Turning his head to the left, a low growl came from him when he saw the destruction, with Vance in the middle of it.

The agreement that Vance would be the one to be the main target was his decision, claiming that he was stronger than you, so he should be in charge if that. With minor resistance he prepped himself, claiming he was the toughest kid there was. That was just it, he was a kid, going against a much older man who when provoked, could easily become murderous, and thats just what you saw.

"Oh you're really not as smart as I thought you were."

With that, he took haste strides over to Vance, and before giving him a chance to strike, his veiny hands gripped Vance's neck & began choking him harshly. You could hear the strained breathing, choked mutters of your name along with whines of pain. Vance had never been so outmuscled before, any chance he'd participated in had given him the slightest of fairness, but this wasn't a fight, it was about to turn to a murder. You hear flailing arms and pathetic kicks against the concrete, like a dying animal who was being put down.

Snapping out of your trance, you were brought back to reality. You saw the back of the older mans head, he was too focused on Vance, assured that you were too weak by yourself to do any real damage that he didn't bother with you. Easing yourself up, your hands were wrapped around the weighted lid, feeling almost too heavy, if it weren't for you hearing your boyfriends possible dying breaths. Treading over the cement, you waged the lid and slammed it down with your weight, no cracks appearing on the lid, but a sickening crunch, along with liquid squelching came to your ears. The man infront of you turned around slowly, his eyes trained on you as he went to reach out, but due to his most likely shifting vision, he tripped on his feet, falling towards you in an attempt to grab you, inflict pain upon you, to release the rage that he felt, but all he did was fall to the ground, blood oozing from the wound, and body still.

Your chest lifted up and down swiftly, your breathing reflecting how panicked you felt, and you were immediately reminded as to why when you hear wheezing a few feet away from you. Pulling your gaze away from the ground, you witnessed Vance, hands on his knees with scratch marks reddening his neck, littered everywhere displaying his struggle for life.

You hopped over the unconscious body to Vance and propped him up in your arms, leading him across the tiled floor to the upstairs, ready to retrieve help, where his gaze caught your work.

"Damn, gave him hell?"

"All in your name, sweets."

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[primeofprimes115]

Kryptonian's Valentine

Supergirl x Male Reader

Warnings: none, just fluff

Woo! First Post on Tumblr! I've already made this fanfic imagine on my Supergirl x male reader Imagines book on Wattpad and though it could go here as well, my name is the same on Wattpad as well, but without further to do...

Let the imagine kick off!

(based off of the Tomorrowverse)

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*yawn* the sun shined through the curtains of an apartment as Y/N's eyes began to flick open, he notices he was alone in the bed, his girlfriend wasn't in the bed.

He shot up and looked around on his bed - "Babe?" he called out, checking a note on his bed side.

*

"on patrol sleepy head, I'll be back soon!

Kara xx"

*

He smiled at the little note before checking his phone.

Today was the 14th of February which only meant one thing...

It was Valentine's Day and in fact... This was his girlfriend's first ever Valentine's Day for she is a Kryptonian and only arrived months after Valentine's Day happened last year.

His girlfriend was Supergirl aka Kara Zor-El, people may think the way they met was through one of those love stories where the damsel in distress falls in love with the hero, but it was completely different than that.

Standing in the very same apartment, it was once destroyed after he had moved into it due to Supergirl fighting recklessly against Solomon Grundy.

His eyes widened, he remembered he had gotten her two things for Valentine's Day and he woke up late, it was 11am in the morning and he slept in, it appeared his alarm in his phone didn't go off to wake him up for the big day.

He bought her a necklace that she once saw an interest in at a jewellery store at The Mall in Metropolis the second time she went but with him by her side, guiding her through the entire place as she learned Earth through the guidance of a Human after her cousin thought it would be a good idea going by that route for her, having someone around her age show her around, make her feel accepted on Earth.

He also got her a custom made bracelet he made himself, designed with her signature "S" shield she proudly wore on her super suit, it also had very special features she sure would love.

*

Y/N was in fact a good craftsman, some say he had special abilities which he in fact does but he has always lived as a normal Human being before getting his special powers he kept hidden for a little while.

Kara knows he has abilities, being able to summon weapons made of energy out of thin air, having in-humane reflexes, enhanced strength, durability, being able to stick to walls and run along them, Kara always enjoyed carrying him wherever she flew off with him, quite say he also enjoyed it too, being flown up into the sky with her where they'd kiss everytime.

He trained her to harness her abilities with the help of her cousin Superman though Batman wasn't too trusting about the idea but let it slide, at this time Y/N revealed who he really was to Kara, showing the hero he was and revealing it was him who saved Kara from an explosion by using an energy shield to cover her a few weeks prior to meeting her face to face for the first time as a random citizen of Metropolis.

Y/N originally came from a different universe altogether with different superheroes with almost the same abilities as this world's heroes have, 21st and 31st century.

The issue with his world? Superheroes were Heroes just for the fame and cameras, they wanted to be so popular that everyone loved them and they all did.

When Y/N got his powers at the age of 15, he wanted to use his powers

he took Kara there to train her and meet the Legion who Y/N was an ally of, though she had some issues with a descendent of Brainiac named Brainiac "Brainy" 5 which would then form a friendship between the two as the days went by.

Y/N originally went to this universe to document the history, he was so interested about Earth's heroes but meeting Supergirl had given him thoughts to stay in this universe, she thought of staying in the 31st century to be a Legionnaire but her heart belonged to Y/N so she went back with him to the 21st century, to learn Earth and their primitive technology.

He was also fascinated with history, he documented any type of history, including Kryptonian history he learned from Kara, while she learned more about Earth form him, he learned more about Krypton from her.

*

He got out of bed and proceeded to get ready, he remembered hiding the two gifts so she couldn't see them with her x-ray vision, using lead to cover it up.

As he walked through to the living room, he saw his girlfriend flew in with a box of chocolates.

"morning handsome ~" she smiled - "got you something" she handed over the box of chocolates, he smiled at her and he took the gift.

"aww for me? You shouldn't have" he looked at her in awe, smiling like a goofball as the two got closer and connected lips together, he set the chocolates to the side to enjoy his kiss with his girlfriend

"it's Valentine's Day isn't it? ~" she asked pulling back - "where loved ones give each other gifts to show their true love for one another? And ask to be their Valentine?" she added as he chuckled.

"yeah, that sums up Valentine's Day, it's a holiday for love and affection, not just for boyfriends, girlfriends, wives and husbands, but also for best friends and family as well, but yes... It is Valentine's Day after all ~" he answered her as the two embraced in another kiss again.

"I'll be back, need to get out of this" she gestured to her super suit, walking off into the bedroom and reappeared a second later into a yellow sweater, skinny jeans and white socks.

"Mrs Jones and her husband were the ones who gifted me the box of chocolates, said I should share them with S/H/N since the both of us are a power couple, they also said thank you to both of us for helping them within the last few months" Kara explained, approaching Y/N with a huge smile.

"that's nice of them" he replied as he brought Kara closer to him, her arms outstretched around his shoulders, Kara gave him a long smooch, moaning in his mouth a little.

"Oh! That reminds me ~" he pulled back - "wait here" he rushed off to the bedroom as Kara looked on suspiciously, why did he go off in a rush? Did he forget something?

"I got you 2 things for today!" he shouted from the bedroom as Kara sat down on the couch.

"Oh you did?" she asked.

"Yep" he popped back out with two things wrapped in lead, she scoffed and smiled at the two lead wrapped gifts.

"so that's what you were hiding from me? You wrapped them in lead" she raised an eyebrow, her eyes crossed as she smirked.

"Happy Valentine's Day babe" he approached and handed her the lead wrapped gifts as the two embraced in a loving hug.

"Go on, open em up" he suggested, Kara wasted no time and began unwrapping the first one, she was like a kid on Christmas day when it came to presents, especially since she was like this on Christmas day.

She unwrapped the first one, revealing a delicate box as she immediately knew what it was no thanks to x-ray vision.

"Thank you so much" she hugged his arm and chuckled happily, he chuckled at her cuteness and hugged back.

"now for the second one, you'll love it" he winked, making Kara more curious about the second gift.

She wasted no time unwrapping it and it revealed a special bracelet, she turned it round and looked upon the House of El symbol on the bracelet like she wore on her super suit, her eyes widened as she looked at it, running a finger across it as she was reminded of Krypton.

"aww... This reminds me of the one my dad gave me once when I was little" her voice croaked a little, her smile brightened as she remembered her father.

"Originally, I was planning to give you this on Christmas day, but... The bracelet was unfinished since I was also making something else at the same time. I... Finished it just a month ago while you were on patrol, the bracelet has a special feature" he stood up and offered his hand.

Kara looked at his hand and grabbed it, allowing him to pull her up as she held the bracelet in her hand, he brought her to the middle of the room.

"Put it on, press the symbol and watch the magic happen" he smirked, letting go of her hand as Kara put on the bracelet.

She pressed the House of El symbol as it lit up blue before she started to see a transformation happen on her arms, a blue material went up her arm as it went all over her body.

A red cape extended out as her red skirt appeared with a gold belt with the red and yellow "S" symbol in the middle, red high knee boots appeared on her feet with the signature gold lace around the top.

She looked down at herself as it did its work, her eyes widened as she gasped in happiness, she was now wearing a new super suit, designed by Y/N himself, she looked at the House of El symbol on her chest and couldn't stop smiling, the material of her suit was warm, comfortable and fuzzy like her last one but this one felt more... Flexible and durable.

Her cape had the S symbol as well, all coloured yellow, she examined herself as she had a grin on her face, flaunting her cape around.

"So, you like it?" he asked as she turned to look at him after examining herself, speeding over to him in a flash and kissing him on the mouth.

He melted into her kiss and took it as a hint as she loves it.

"I Looove it Y/N/N! Thank you so much!" she pulled back, very happy with the gift, faces close to each other as their foreheads connected, closing their eyes as they embraced

"You're welcome babe... It Took me months to make ~" he cooed as they looked into each others eyes - "also... The suit is made with tech that I designed using a rare element I found during our time in the 31st century, it's the most strongest and durable material I've ever worked on. The bracelet doesn't just one feature at has a few ~" he explained in detail - "it can detect Kryptonite within a large radius, has its own comms device and you can also use it as a device, including, calling people, messaging, facetime calling and so on, it's like an advanced phone but... Made specifically for you" he added on to his explanation as Kara smiled at the "S" on her chest.

"I love it Y/N, again, thank you so much" she smiled.

"Oh, I forgot to add. It doesn't just have a variation of your new suit... It has a few for different variations of suits for different situations like fighting off someone with Kryptonite, which is bulletproof to Kryptonite bullets, lasers and no more Kryptonite stab wounds, though it might still hurt when it's lasers but you won't feel the effects of the Kryptonite as it protects you, and... If you're ever in the presence of a red sun, the bracelet has a suit that empowers you with yellow sun energy, allowing you to use your powers even when you're on a planet with a red sun" he added more points to the bracelet as Kara kept her smile on him.

"I love it even more ~" she smiled ear to ear, pulling him into a short kiss - "you'll be making one for my cousin right?" she asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Oh yes, I will be, don't worry about that" he replied immediately as the two giggled.

"I can still wear my old suit right?" She asked as he chucked.

"Yeah, you can imprint the suit into the bracelet by touching it, if you want to wear it again~" he answered her question - "and if you hold down the House of El button, you'll be back in civilian clothes again, back to being a disguised, totally normal Human being" he joked.

"Awesome ~" she giggled, she held down the symbol as it did its work, she was back into what clothes she wore before - "but... I love the new suit, I think I'm gonna be wearing it from now on when I'm out as Supergirl" she smiled, kissing him on the cheek after.

Silence fell between them as they looked at each other lovingly.

"remember... How we met for the first time, when I was still a few months new to Earth?" she broke the silence.

"Oh yeah ~" he chuckled - "I remember that day like it was yesterday" he smirked.

* *

*Flashback*

"Hey!" Y/N walked out toward the Girl of Steel, his hands on his head as he was distraught about the damage caused around the area.

"No need to worry, citizen of Metropolis ~" Supergirl had her fists on her hips, performing a superhero pose - "Solomon Grundy has been..."

"My apartment building! ~" Y/N cried out - "Did you do this!? He gestured at his ruined apartment building, which was starting to annoy the short tempered Supergirl.

"Uh, I saved it. You're welcome" she pouted, her arms crossing afterwards.

"Ugh! Where the hell am I supposed to go now? I only moved here a few days ago! Maybe a hotel or something?!" he complained to himself, distraught about the entire situation and he sighed - "maybe it was a bad idea to come here" he thought to himself before sighing.

"Just have your robot servants build you a better place ~" she gestured to the apartment, Y/N cocked an eyebrow, completely confused at what she said - "Or government-issued robots... Construction robots? Regular robots. Any robots?" she added, thinking Earth had this type of advanced technology.

There was a few seconds of silence before Y/N burst out of laughter, the look on her face was priceless.

"haha, no, no ~" he finished laughing, chuckling a little but afterwards as he cleared his throat - "we don't have that type of technology, though I'm sure there is a possibility it could happen in the future, this is the 21st century, we're way beyond that type of robotics at this point in time" he smiled as Supergirl frowned - "what was your planet called again?" he asked her.

"Krypton... It is... Was great, not like this backwards planet" she sighed, looking away.

Y/N's eyebrows sprang up before he frowned - "Hey, I know I shouldn't get mad at you... Since you're... Still new to Earth and us mere Humans" he spoke up, grabbing her attention.

The two looked at each other, eyes upon one another, for a moment, it seemed the two were feeling something strange stir up in them.

"wait a second? Didn't we just meet at the Mall?" he broke the silence between them.

"what? I don't have any idea what you're -" she suddenly stopped speaking as she looked closer, indeed she had already met this boy, he saw her without her glasses after they accidentally bumped into each other.

"u-um" she could only spur out a word as she looked red, feeling awkward about the whole situation.

She thought of flying away but... For some reason, she felt herself glued to the ground upon looking at him.

"haha, don't worry, you're secret is safe with me ~" he smirked - "But... I... Can be your guide about Earth? Y'know? Since its... All backwards for you apparently ~" he suggested - "though I should ask Big Boy Scout over there first before anything" he stepped to the side as Superman was in the middle of a conversation with Batman.

"you would... Be my guide? For me? Why?" she asked, her face frowned.

"Because... I can't imagine what you're going through" he answered.

"And how do you possibly know how I feel!?" she pouted with her voice raised, her arms crossed as she started to get a little frustrated.

"Because I know how it feels to lose a home, to lose people you care about ~" he sympathised with her as her eyes widened a little, she felt a little bad raising her voice at him - "Hey, I understand how frustrating this entire situation is for you, coming to Earth with new powers, learning about a planet that sounds strange, but... Us mere Human's are only a few thousand years into our existence, Earth does have good things, maybe not as good as Krypton but... I promise I'll be your guide and I'll stick by your side, if you want me to" he smiled as Kara was a little flustered and surprised at the offer.

This handsome Human? Wanting to be her guide through Earth? That was something she never thought would ever happen.

-we can trust her, she's -"

-"gentlemen" a voice spoke up.

The two of the World's Finest looked at the boy as he introduced himself.

"Though it is an honour to meet you both, my name is Y/N and I have a question for you Big Blue" he gestured to Superman he raised an eyebrow.

"What's your.. Question sir?" he asked as Y/N smiled.

"I was wondering if... I could teach Supergirl the values of Earth? Show her around through the eyes of a Human, in other words, a guide" he asked the question as the two World's Finest looked at each other.

"can he?" Supergirl approached, standing beside Y/N as she looked at her cousin, hoping he'd agree.

"Well... I can't say no to that look ~" Superman smiled at his cousin - "but I am sure it would be a good idea for her, a change of pace for her to settle in a bit better"

Supergirl grinned happily and hugged Y/N for a brief moment, she recoils back as her cheeks lit up in embarrassment.

*

"and since that day... We started to bond" Kara spoke up.

"Yep, we did" he smiled.

The two kept their bodies close to one another, as they gazed into each others eyes still, completely in love.

"Kara... Ever since the day I met you at l the Mall, and then meeting you again the same day when you were as Supergirl. I've never been so happy in my life, meeting you has been a wildride ~" he started to monologue, his arms outstretched around her hips - "you are the most beautiful, gorgeous, and sweetest but short tempered girl I've ever met in my life ~" Kara giggled at his little remark for her being 'short tempered' - "and I am so happy to be with you and to be your boyfriend ~" he smiled as Kara grinned ear to ear - "coming to this universe, was a nice change of pace for me and after through all the hell I've been through, meeting you was something I never thought possible, I'm so lucky to have you, and to be your guide" he finished.

"aww, that's so sweet of you, and to be honest... Never did I ever think you'd be one of the good points about Earth, I never thought I'd fall in love with you, I was scared about screwing up our friendship we had, and when you admitted your feelings for me, I felt so relieved and now? Spending this day with you? I've never felt so happy" Kara croaked in happiness, the two smashed their lips together, a big long kiss is what they needed.

"I love you, even after the stars die out in the universe" he pulled back to breathe, Kara giggled back before continuing their kiss, with her one and only Valentine...

[hk90sstuff]

iPhone 15 Animal Theme Cover: Stand Out with Nature-Inspired Design

[anemonet]

I want to ask about Moon and Pebbles but I'm bad at asking questions D: My brain is forever empty. But I love them and I love you drawing them

Heeelllooo anon you have activated my trap card!! Brace for words.

First of aww hi thank you thats so sweet, they are so beloved :D

Second of oh boy I hope you were asking for headcanons!! if not.. uh.. Anyhow im gonna talk abit about some iteratormodel thoughts!! Im gonna use this totally legit reference here to you know, viszualize.

Keep in mind this is all just my own thoughts!

So to get started I like to seperate iterators into older models v newer models - older being ones before anchients lived on top of them and the newer ones post ancheints - which reflects how their built. Older ones like moon are for one, well.. older, older tech and older materials, their clunkier and larger, think the teddybear phones. Second, their made to be low maintence, their built somewhere and then they will just chug along till they solve The Great problem. They generally more durable, hide all inner wiring and machinery with plates, all delicate things like hands are also covered. In short their more machines and tools than anything else.

The newer models in contrast like pebbles are more like our modern smartphones: lighter, sleeker, more functions and also shit quality, which is why pebbles got a much sleeker and thinner look. And besides the fact that tech evolves and develops this also ties into how their created (possibly? not sure if its actully canon who knows) when the ancheints are in closer proximity to the iterators, - think how pebbles entrence is bascily right by artificers entrence to pebbles city - their now not only machines, their something closer to art(?) their something to show off ( i have some deranged thoughts about iterator manifacturing and capatlism but lets not get into that) and they are now something not just a machine, working somewhere unseen, they are now objects you can see, so they need a "cooler" look. ( think like those transparent gameconsols)

-- also side note i read a like comment somewhere talking about iterators and ancheints beautystandards which oh boy, feral. and i like to think that shows in pebbles and the newer models design much more than older ones, the whole thin gangly monk look and tiny feet (ancheint bound their cool birdfeet) and a more elaborate design. I always found it curious that iterators dont wear masks but i guess there is a distance, i mean its funny that the people who wanted death most of all created something that couldnt die, - also it implies some iterators killed themself which oh boy - anyhow i also have a lot of thoughts of iterators using wires as hairdoes but this tangent is getting long so i stop.--

so to come to somewhat of an end, moons definitely just gonna chug along till the world ends if needed while pebbles probably started cracking his shell and wires like half a century after maintence stopped, boys not made to last in that way, aestetics over function if you will. also no this is not an elaborate way to explain why moon is just bigger ( i like drawing soft squares, sue me) and let me tell you it felt very fucked up to draw naked pebbles. Now i think i talked to long but again if you read this long thanks for the ask!!! I hope I answered nothing!!

also bonus drawing cause i think that was what you were actully asking for :))

[davenweenie]

Lab Rats Headcanon’s

I don’t know if anyone has realised but I’m horrendously British so you’ll have to excuse some of my language if you’re American and don’t understand it. Also I am a massive Chase stan so most of these will be about him.

-I could go on about the Chase is Trans hc until the day I die. He just gives off major trans vibes and it’s canon in my head. lol.

-Spike is so odd to me. The fact that they can’t find a way to remove him form Chase’s chip is odd. On another note please give me DID Chase fic recs.

-Chase is really durable. Adam can literally carry tons of weight and punches Chase all the time, also throws him, and Chase is just, like fine?

-Adam feels really guilty when he gets older about how much he hurt Chase when they were kids/teenagers. The fact that his baby brother’s arms were covered in bruises so much that he could never wear short sleeves in fear of someone thinking he was being abused makes him feel terrible.

-however, Bionic Brother Tosses still happen. Adam just makes sure Chase has somewhere a bit softer to land when they see each other.

-Bree can pick Chase up like he weighs nothing. Just throws him over her shoulder. She could since they were kids and made sure they could all carry each other if they needed to (getting out of dangerous situations, especially if someone is unconscious)

-Adam and Bree still have nightmares about seeing Chase’s ‘dead’ body in Giselle’s lab.

-their necks are incredibly sensitive from where their chips are. Kaz thinks it’s funny to touch Chase’s all the time and surprises him all the time when he sneaks up from the back.

-this is way in the future but I think Perry cried at Kaz and Chase’s wedding. Also Skylar and Bree’s. She told everyone she had hayfever though.

-Perry was inconsolable when one of her cats died from liver failure and came knocking on the EF penthouse door in tears. Bree and Chase were terrified to see that woman cry. Of course they comforted her though.

-I don’t think bionic people can get pregnant. I feel like it would be super dangerous idk. Adding to this, Bree and Skylar wanted kids but it would have been too dangerous for them both to have children so they ended up fostering and adopting twins of a superhero that was killed by the shapeshifters (idk this one’s a work in progress)

-Kaz and Oliver go back to being doctors when Mighty Med is rebuilt. Kaz was so excited after delivering his first baby (idk, do they do that at that hospital, I still haven’t finished MM) and kept rambling about it to Chase over the phone. Oliver was passed out because he’s terrified of babies.

-Adam and Leo both smoke weed for sure. They’re stoner brothers. If Chase had been around when they started he would for sure also get high a lot (probably not by smoking it because he cares too much about his health. He’d probably eat it)

-Chase doesn’t get dizzy. Instead: he sees in pixels until it goes away. This only happens if he gets really dizzy though, like has spun around 100 times sort of dizzy. Otherwise he’s like a normal person.

-Adam loved My Little Pony when they were kids, he still watched it from time to time when he’s feeling sad. He also really liked watching Monster High with Bree.

-Adam is literally Mabel Pines from Gravity Falls reincarnated. Chase is absolutely like Dipper Pines which is the main reason he loved Gravity Falls when he was younger.

-people used to think Bree and Chase were twins only because they were so similar in height and build, as they’ve gotten older they’ve become easier to separate from each other.

-Tasha drives and Davenport is the passenger princess. I know Davenport can drive but he chooses not to if he doesn’t have to.

-Adam loves going on drives with his siblings, it’s perfect bonding time. They sing pop songs (usually Taylor Swift, Ariana Grande, Selena Gomez, Brittany Spears etc) at the top of their lungs while driving to get food.

-When Kaz and Chase move in together, the first thing Kaz does is get a red pickup truck. He told Chase that he got it so they could drive out of the city and go stargazing where the sky wasn’t polluted by light. (It’s giving Dante and Aristotle, I know)

-Chase’s first car was a Ford Fiesta which he got with his own money. He knew he could have asked Davenport for a car and he would have gotten a high tech, brand new car the next day but he wanted something that he had worked hard to get. He wanted visual proof that he could accomplish things on his own and saving up for a car had been one of them.

-There were many road trips in that small car. They drove to Hollywood a lot and often times climbed up to the Hollywood sign even though they knew it was trespassing. When Chase eventually had to get a new car because the Fiesta kept breaking down, he had cried. He felt stupid crying over a car but Kaz had assured him it was okay.

-they had made so many memories in that car and after being split up as a team, Chase clung onto it as if it would make him and his siblings a team again. It took a lot of willpower to sell it for parts. He kept the steering wheel, he wanted to keep one part to remember the amazing times in that little car.

-although Bree used to constantly talk about how she wished she didn’t have to be around her brothers, now that she only had Chase around she realised how much she missed them. As annoying and obnoxious her brothers could be, she missed them more than anything.

-the reunion after being split up was a tearjerker, Douglas had sobbed into Otis (the dog, who Adam had kept after Chase moved out of the island) and then denied it ever happened.

Anywho, that’s all, luvs. I’m posting a lot because it’s my day off and I don’t feel completely exhausted anymore. Hopefully I’ll get back to posting more regularly now that my brain can function agains.

[boots-with-the-fur-club]

The 5th and final chapter of Mad Dog!! I’ll be posting it to ao3 when October hits.

@daboyau

@imdefnotvanessa

Donnie and Raph start Mikey proofing the lair in anticipation of the chaos that will start once he transforms again.

April has been texting on her phone with Leo watching as they do.

“Okay, I posted about finding Mr. Talbot’s cane on the page for neighborhood. I told him I could only return it at the park and he agreed.”

“That’s great! Plan B is set!”

“Not too great….I totally forgot that there’s this whole costume, Halloween themed carnival going on! It’ll be filled with people and we can only go once it opens, after sundown.”

“We’ll just pretend we’re in turtle men costumes, it’ll be fine!”

“Not if he turns into a werewolf with a crowd of people to bite!”

“Guyuii…..he wouldn’t agree to go out there if he thought he’d go wolf in front of everyone, right?”

“I don’t know what the guy is thinking! He bit Mikey! Maybe he’s just crazy!”

“We’ll just have to think up some kind of plan to keep both Mikey and your neighbor from hurting people. Although, Mikey is more like a puppy when he turns. I think he’s probably less dangerous at night than he is now.” Leo glares at Mikey who sticks his foot out to trip Raph.

“Let’s hope he stays that way.”

After Raph and Donnie are done, the four of them gang up on Mikey to cover his hands, feet and mouth. He fought them every step of the way, but it was pointless in the end. He was left crossing his arms angrily while siting on the couch.

The others decide to wait until he transforms to begin their turns watching over him for the night. Mikey wound up falling asleep before it happened. When it did, he writhed around in discomfort, whining slightly. The marking on his hand glowed as well.

April sends the other turtles to their rooms to take first shift. She could tell they needed the sleep. When Mikey woke up, he immediately waddled over to her on all fours.

“Aww, come here, big sis is watching you tonight.” She picks him up and hugs him close.

She gets a nuzzle against her cheek in response.

Her Mikey sitting lasts for about half the night. Since his means of destruction were covered up, April was mostly tasked with making sure he didn’t slide into or knock things when he ran. She was pretty grateful for Raph and Donnie taking care of the most easily breakable stuff.

Leo watched him the rest of the night. He may or may not have volunteered in order to draw some things on Mikey’s face and rig a classic shaving cream prank. He knows fully well it’s the curse making him act like a jerk, but they’ve still got a day to deal with him and drawing it was therapeutic.

As it became morning, Mikey went back to normal and the others woke up. He glared hard at them as they burst into laughter at his face. His angry shouting was muffled by the covering over his mouth. April finally took pity on him and took everything off.

“What’s so funny!?”

“That would be your face, Mikey.” Donnie answers with a smirk.

Mikey takes out his phone, flipping the camera view to front facing.

“Leo!!”

“I’ll only apologize after we cure you. That’s when I might actually feel bad.” He smirks, poking his forehead.

“Did you forget that my mouth isn’t covered anymore!?” Mikey bites at his finger.

Leo quickly takes it back.

“Both of you, stop messing around! Having another werewolf to deal with today would make it way harder to handle the mission.” Raph chastises.

Mikey growls softly then heads to the bathroom to wash the drawings off his face.

Once he’s back, they have breakfast. It’s not at meat filled as he’d like but they hadn’t had time for grocery shopping.

During breakfast, a plan is made for April to be the bait to lure in Mr. Talbot. Donnie constructs a durable net to be used after they’ve all finished eating.

It took a combined effort from April, Raph and Leo to prevent Mikey from messing anything up during the time Donnie was working.

Once it was finished and the meeting time was coming up, it was decided that Raph and Leo would be the ones to spring the trap. Donnie would have to watch Mikey.

April stood slightly nervously inside the park. Kids were running around in costumes nearby and stalls were setup everywhere. She could even see a maze in the distance.

“Are you ready, Apes?” Leo whispers from the tree above her.

“You know it. Just be ready with those nets, I do not want to be growing hair everywhere next.” She whispers back, glancing up at him.

“I see him comin this way.” Raph also whispers.

April turns her attention back to in front of her. Mr. Talbot was already getting close.

“Ms. O’Niel. Thank you for finding my cane. Although, you could have picked a better location to give it to me.”

“Just thought it was a good place. Pretty nice thing they’ve got going on, huh?”

“I’d just like my cane back please.”

“Sure sure, I’ll give it back right about….NOW!”

Raph and Leo jump down onto Mr. Talbot with the net.

“What is the meaning of this!?”

“We just caught a werewolf, that’s what!” Leo answers.

“You fools! You don’t know what you’re doing! Give me my cane!”

“We know what’s going on! We’re going to help cure you. We just gotta get you to a lab first and away from all these people.”

“It’s the full moon! I’ll be too strong for a net!”

“For real!?”

The clouds in the night sky part, unveiling the moon.

Mr. Talbot begins snarling and writhing around. Thick hair appears all over his body, and his teeth and claws grow sharp. He tears through the net way too easily. Raph, Leo and April scream before taking off.

Mr. Talbot stands up before throwing his head back, howling loudly. The people who see and hear this clap at what they think is acting. He begins chasing after the three of them.

April quickly starts calling Donnie.

“The net didn’t work!! We’re getting chased!”

“So am I! Mikey turned and now he’s chasing me through the maze!!”

“The maze! We can try to lose him in there! We’ll try to get to you, Donnie! Don’t die and don’t get bitten!”

“I am trying!”

She hangs up and they all run into the maze. Mr. Talbot isn’t far behind them.

“April, please tell me you’re good at mazes!” Leo shouts.

“Uh….I’ve only had to call 911 once!….Maybe twice!”

“We’re doomed!!”

“Don’t worry, Raph’s got a secret to these hay mazes!”

“What is it!?” April questions.

They run into a dead end which Raph smashes through.

“Power smash jitsu!”

“Let’s hope it gets us to Donnie!”

“How are we supposed to find him!?” Leo asks.

They hear Donnie scream in a very similar way to when Meatsweats was going was going to eat him.

“That’s him! Keep screaming, Donnie!”

Using the combination of Donnie’s yelling and Raph’s smashing, everyone winds up in the same area, the middle of the maze.

Although Mikey’s usual werewolf pup form is kind and cute, he’s now just as feral as Mr. Talbot as he inches closer and closer to Donnie.

“Mikey! Stop!” Raph calls out.

Mikey turns and growls at them instead.

“You don’t want to hurt us, we’re your family!” April insists.

Mikey only growls louder.

As April is about to try to convince him more, Mr. Talbot bursts through the hay wall, snarling and clawing at the air.

April, Leo and Raph scream in fear, scrambling away and towards Donnie. They’re now being cornered by two werewolves.

“Oh what an amazing rescue attempt he said sarcastically!” Donnie clings to Raph.

“We’ll be okay! We’ve still got the silver!” April holds up the cane.

Mr. Talbot slashes at it, breaking it in half. The useless wooden part remains in April’s hand.

“Yeah, we’re dead.”

Leo looks down at his rabid brother.

“Mikey! If this is it, I want to tell you that I’m so sorry I made this happen! You were just being a good brother and it got you turned into a werewolf! I love you so much, even if we get turned into puppy chow!”

Mikey stops moving and stares at them.

Mr. Talbot doesn’t care about what’s being said in the slightest and lunges forward.

Raph shuts his eyes tight while he pulls everyone close, trying to shield them.

Mikey jumps up and barrels into Mr. Talbot’s side.

Raph cautiously opens his eyes and sees that the two of them are circling each other.

“Mikey!?”

“He’s fighting him! Get him, Mikey!” Leo cheers.

Mr. Talbot bares his teeth and continues snarling. Mikey gives him the same treatment in return.

The stalemate only ends when Mikey tackles his rival werewolf, rolling around in the struggle.

Mr. Talbot shoves his hand in Mikey’s face. Mikey bites down on it as hard as he can. Mr. Talbot howls in pain, falling backwards.

Mikey also falls over, looking dazed. The hair, sharp teeth, and claws slowly start receding.

“Are you guys seeing this!? Did that actually just happen!?” April shouts.

“This is so incredibly unscientific, but it did indeed just happen.” Donnie comments.

Leo wiggles free of Raph’s grasp and rushes over to Mikey, kneeling down and lifting him up.

“Mikey! Are you okay!? Say something!”

“Next time….please just save your basketball picks somewhere else.” Mikey tiredly looks up at him.

Leo smiles widely and hugs him tightly.

“Anything beats having to do this whole thing again!”

Mr. Talbot groggily sits up, looking down at his now non clawed or furry hands.

“I’m….cured? How is this possible?”

“By all means, it doesn’t make sense. The only explanation I could come up with is that your werewolf “curse” was most likely a virus. Mikey isn’t a full werewolf so his antibodies were still trying to fight it off, which may have been transferred through saliva. Because you were cured, he was also cured.” Donnie explains.

“You’re right, that didn’t make sense. But that doesn’t matter as long as it worked! Sorry for drawing on your face, Mikey.” Leo apologizes.

“I kinda deserved it. I’m sorry about being a huge were jerk.”

“You don’t have to apologize for anythin Mikey. There’s was nothing you could have done about it. We’re just glad you’re back to normal.” Raph pats his head.

April carefully helps Mr. Talbot stand up.

“I apologize for lying to you, Ms. O’Neil. Obviously I did know where that barking was coming from…..”

“Yeah, I figured. Although I wasn’t expecting this whole situation to be the reason.”

“I tried everything I could to keep myself from other people. The Wolfsbane to stop me from leaving, the silver cane to slow or stop my transformation….I failed that night with the fog. I thought it would have been okay since nobody would want to go outside that late in that weather.”

Leo cringes slightly at hearing that.

Mikey pats his face to cheer him up.

“I’m indebted to you and your friends. I’ll never be able to thank you enough for freeing me and saving anyone who I could have hurt. I do wish there was some small way I could, though….” Mr. Talbot continues.

April think for a moment.

“You know….I think there is something you can do.”

They all end up spending time at the carnival with Mr. Talbot funding the tickets for various games and rides. His torn clothes made a good segue for the neighbors to talk to him about a cool costume he had. Now that he wouldn’t go wolf any time soon, he could be a little more sociable.

The turtles and April had fun trying to win stuffed animals and getting spooked by non werewolf and much safer things.

Once it got late, Mr. Talbot went home, waving goodbye to all of them.

Mikey was completely tired by the events of the day and the last few days. He slept peacefully in Raph’s arms as he was carried home, nuzzling his face into his shoulder.

His brothers and April felt similarly tired, but knew that once they got home they could finally rest.

As they entered the sewers, the moon shined brightly, its light covered as April slipped the manhole into place.

It wasn’t a threat anymore.