#We don't know that yet for suuureee

[jils-things]

Hi, reading up on Irene lore, and. "anonymous husband" UH-HUH!!!! ANONYMOUS ARRANGED HUSBAND!! UH-HUH!! 'anonymous' suuureee /t /lh I also had an idea, even though there's not much to Aryon yet.... what if Aryon and Irene met? If I'm not overstepping any boundaries. It was just a kinda "oh, what if?" thought -Ekans anon

GWHAHAHWGAHAHHA AT THE TIME I WROTE THAT, I DIDN'T CONSIDER ORPHEUS YET! i just knew it was Some Random Guy™ then lo behold its the Crow Man 🔥🔥🔥🔥

definitely not overstepping boundaries! very happy to entertain the thought :3

i think she would ask to teach her how to pickpocket. because she thought it was cool AHAHAHDGFGSHS /LH (shes kinda naive let her be /j) I can't say too much yet as we don't know aryon's personality yet but yes ^^

[milkytheholy1]

Hey wonder what the ROTTMNT turtles would react when they're being scratched by the reader.

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HC 25: Shell scratches

Raph: ❤️

Was very hesitant to let you scratch his shell considering how spikey and sharp it is.

Poor boy didn't want to hurt you accidentally.

Yet you kept asking him and wearing him down, so he eventually let you do it but only if you wear oven mitts.

You argued about it at first, saying you wanted to feel his shell beneath your fingers, but Raph wouldn't give in.

So there you were, sat next to his side, an oven mitt on one hand.

Your fingers, to the best of your ability, glided along his shell like magic.

Raph released a calming sigh and fell asleep with the gentle patterns you were drawing onto him.

When he was unconscious to the world, you took off the glove and hummed at the ragged shell beneath the tips of your fingers.

Leo: 💙

Was a little nervous at first, I mean, c'mon on... touching his shell? A little intimate if you ask me.

He wanted you to do it in the privacy of his room, although you doubt a curtain could hold much privacy at all.

The way he was making it out was like you were planning to rob a bank or something.

You both sat on his bed, you buzzing, Leo slightly pale but smiling nonetheless.

"You ready?"

"O-of course, I wouldn't I be? Don't I look ready to you?"

Suuureee, if ready meant sweating buckets.

"Leo, I'm just scratching your shell. If you don't want me to do it, then we don't have to."

"No, no, I can handle it. I'm a brave boy."

The moment your nails dragged along his shell, Leo practically melted into the bed.

Donnie: 💜

Donnie wasn't one for touchy stuff, so when you asked if you could scratch his shell it was more of a challenge than you thought.

After countlessly asking him politely, you devised a plan to get him when he was distracted and go from there; no matter the consequence.

Donnie had been working in his lab as of late, on what? Who knows, but what you did know was that he was completely enthralled by the little dohickey on his desk.

Sneaking up behind him, lucky he had detached his battleshell earlier that day, you dragged the tips of your fingers down the centre of his spine.

Feeling the bumps in the bone.

Donnie shrieked like a baby when you first made contact, ready to run his mouth but nothing came out but a sigh.

Doesn't admit he likes it but won't stop you from doing it again.

Mikey: 🧡

Mikey will be the only one out of his four brothers who encourage you to give him back scratches.

Splinter used to do it when he was younger and had nightmares, but now...not so much.

So when you offered one day he was over the moon, rushing around you like a headless chicken.

He had laid out a small fort in the projector room, the floor covered in pillows and blankets.

You saw him lay on his belly, face stuffed into the pillow under his chin.

"Comfy?" you asked, amused.

Mikey nodded rapidly, pointing his fingers to his shell.

You caught on pretty quickly and began to scratch his back haphazardly.

Mikey had the biggest smile on his face, you knew when you hit a good spot cause he'd sigh constantly.

Definitely begs you to give him shell scratches.