#mikeys there too for a sec

[orobty]

Being medic just gives him another avenue to be a menace <3 (and to see himself as useful)

[emirald01]

Clips I've gathered over the week. hope you enjoy.

[rubywithecat]

Tokyo revengers boys when you ignore them after one night stand (pt.1)

Mikey

-he almost doesnt recognize you

-when he senses the familiar scent when you passed through him, he couldnt help but turned his head

-"Hey wait" he called out. "do i know you?"

-U frozed. "I dont know you..." u lied. He walked to face you and looked you carefully. U broke the eye contact and excused yourself.

-he grabbed your hand which made your body gravitated toward his chest

-"your a bad liar" his lips nearly toucing yours. "plz dont ignore me. ive been searching u everywhere"

Ran Haitani

-He thought he would just forget you as like he does for many women who he had slept with

-But something about u made him craving u more, maybe cuz of ur innocence (u were a virgin)

- U were going to ur class when u heard a smiliar voice, u quickly hide when u caught a glimpse of him

-he was on his phone and he seemed to like noticed that u hide, he smirked

-"Rindou, I will call u back" he closed his phone and walked toward where u were

-ur heart was beating so fast and u just prayed he would passed through and closed ur eyes

-"Found ya" he whispered, loud enough for u to hear. "U who snaked away from me after i gave u ur first best night ever. Don’t u think it’s a lil bit unfair to me?” he grabbed ur waist as if he could read ur mind about escaping

-"u cant run away from me second time, Miss"

Chifuyu Matsuno

-He tried to forget about what happened that night and didnt even think he could meet u again

-when he saw u at the mall, he was about to call u out but he saw u with a kid, he thought its ur kid

-he didnt try to talk with u anymore cuz he doesnt wanna be a threat to ur marriage or smth

-u also saw him but u were too nervous to go and talk cuz u liked that guy so much “what if he doesn’t remember me? I would just embarrass myself” u whispered to urself

-as u guys parted, u were sad and hopeless

-"hey (kid name), i need to use toilet. dont go anywhere before i come back,okay?' u bent down to the kids height and smiled.

-"Yes” he replied cutely. "Good boy." u told him and go to toilet quickly.

-just a hen u come back, u saw him talking to a guy so u rushed quickly.

-"how old r u?" u could hear slightly. "i am 8" ur nephew answered.

-"what did i tell u (kid name)?Dont talk to random--' u scolded him before realizing that guy

-"he just saved me from some bad guys who tried to steal our shopping bags" ur nephew answered.

"Oh god" u sighed and turned back to him, but dont dare to look at him. "Umm... thank u for saving my nephew..." u said awkwardly.

-He was stunned but he felt relieved and glad that he wasn’t ur son

-U were about to walk away when he started to talk, "Im sure we met before, right?"

-U looked back at him and he was smiling at u and it was not a question. He remembered u and will not let u go anymore

Hanma Shuji

-From the moment he saw u, he couldn’t lie to himself that he fell in love with u

-Whenever he fcks someone he always think about u

-He was pissed that u left him after s*x without even leaving ur number

-He tried his best to forget u

-u didnt expect to meet a one night stand u met last year at the club u work

-Ur not like a stripper or anything like that. U work as a waitress there as u have no choice to pay for ur collage

-U quickly covered ur face as he walked passed through

-"maybe he wont even remember me at all. It was long time ago" u relieved. But then he stopped.

-"Hey" he called u. "Wtf- plz don’t remember me" u mumbled. U dont wanna invlove in gang things so its best to stay away

-"Do u know where are vip rooms?" he asked u

-"Uh— it’s at ur left, sir" U didnt dare to look back and just answered nervously, hoping he doesn’t see ur face

-U stared at u from behind for a sec and then walked away, smoking.

-“U see that girl over there? Bring her to my room” he ordered the waiter

-“Sir, I’m afraid she’s just a waitress and doesn’t do that kind of thing ya know…” the waiter answered, afraid “I- could suggest u the best beautiful stripper in our club. I’m sure u will be satis—“ before he could finish his word, he was punched to the ground.

-“Useless shits” he mumbled as he looked down and wiped the blood strain on his ring “Bring her to me” he said and left as he threw sone cash to the waiter face.

-U entered the dim light room, written “VIP” cuz ur coworker begged u so u empathized him

-“Were u searching for me?” U said impatiently and faked to be confident when u were trembling inside. “Look, just to be clear, im not interested in sleeping with u. I just come to tell u that so plz leave me alone and my coworkers, sir”

-Hanma just laughed helplessly as he finds that cute and as u were about to leave, he tightly hugged u from behind and kissed ur neck, leaving a mark

-“Who said I care whether ur intreated or not?” he smirked. “U were already mine. Don’t u dare run away from me… please?” His voice changed. It was the first time he begged for someone and u also feel that part of u just can’t resist him

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A/N: Hi! Welcome back y’all! <3 So, I have been disappearing for a long time cuz of final exam and now it’s over so I can finally write back and have a lot of ideas that I wanna share with u guys. <3

Sorry for not being able to respond the requests but now that I’m free, I will be open to ur requests again! :*

And I hope u guys like this one and any supports are very much appreciated, loves <33

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[lussiane333]

Do you know that audio on TikTok where it's like "not in front of the baby" and there's a slasher listening from the closest or something then they have to intervene? Can we get angsty story with bo, rz mikey, and tommy listening into that then the slasher kills the husband but moves the baby so they're looking away from the murder first then the reader falls for them and they're a happy family with the slasher and their baby with a dead abusive husband. I'm sorry this is long I'm a angsty slut 😁 also I love you sm💋

Of course, thank you for your request! I don't really know what audio you meant but I saw angst and decided to do this, hope you like it!

Slashers protecting their future S/O

RZ Michael Myers

When Michael saw the way your husband is talking to you, threatening you, he got very vivid memories of his childhood.

How little boo was crying in his mom arms when Ronnie was throwing things around, yelling and even hitting his mom countless amount of times.

Michael didn't like this. He hated people in general, but what he hated even more was domestic abuse. His first initiative was to slaughter you two and leave like he always does, but when he saw the little kid clinging onto you, crying and screaming, you backing up from your what it looked like drunk husband, his plan changed.

"Please, let's not do this here.. let's just-"

"Let's just fucking what you dumb whore?!" He spat and siddled over to you.

"Not.. not in front of her, please.." You walked away and quickly put your little girl in a crib, preparing for the man in front of you to beat you again.

"Don't stand in my fucking way! Take that little bastard and get out of my fucking house!"

You pushed him and yelled, "How can you say things like this about your child?!"

"Fucking bitch!" He grabbed ahold of your hair and threw you to the ground, kicking your stomach as you went quiet.

That was it.

Michael bursted into the room, breathing deeply and quickly, he looked to his left and saw that the little child was still crying. He grabbed the nearest blanket roughly and covered the whole crib.

'Little one doesn't have to see it' Michael thought to himself..

Everything went so quickly that you didn't even have time to react to a stranger in a mask who just broke into your house as he grabbed your husband by the neck and squeezed it so hard that you could see his eyes popping out from the ground you were still laying on.

After he stabbed your husband numerous times, Michael looked down at you and saw that you were now hiding behind the crib. He slowly walked up to you and noticed that you had your little daughter in your arms.

He couldn't kill you. He didn't want to. He knew he wouldn't do it even if he wanted to. He was mesmerized by you.. So beautiful and and protecting your own as much you can.

Soft "Thank you" was what brought him back to his senses.

The baby girl was looking at him too, she didn't cry anymore and it seemed like his mask was what caught the little one's attention.

He then grasped your dead husband's body, looking back at you one last time, Michael promised himself that he would come back.

Bo Sinclair

'Not in my fucking town' was the last thing on Bo's mind when he heard your begging. He kicked the museum door open, aiming his gun at your so called husband that had you slammed against the now broken mirror, his hand holding a piece of glass under your neck. Bo noticed your look the moment you were shushed when trying to apologize for barging in the church like that earlier.

The man backed away from you as he clutched the glass in his hand and you looked at Bo. Surprised and scared expression was displayed on your face. Quickly, you walked over to the side.

"Take 'er and and go to the station i'll be there in a sec" Bo said, his eyes not leaving your husband.

You didn't hesitate and took your crying baby girl in arms and ran out of the museum.

"Don't you fucking dare to leav-" gunshot.

"Ow! Fuck! You bastard!"

Bo was on him right away. Punches, kicks and curses were thrown, Bo grunting in anger. The lifeless body of your husband on the ground, blood on Bo's hands and everywhere weren't the main worry now. You were. When he imagined the things that you've probably been through, he wanted to bring that dead bastard back and torture him over and over again.

You were standing, leaning against the counter and waiting for Bo to arrive.

Your daughter had calmed down and was sleeping in a stroller. You thought about calling the police, but when you remembered that gun in Bo's hands, deep down you hoped that some bullets would actually go through your husband..

The police were out of the question, and there wasn't any signal anyway.

You freaked out when Bo walked in covered in blood.

"It's.." he cleared his throat before speaking again. "I took care of it"

You were lost for words and felt the sting of tears in your eyes.

"What am I going to do now.." It hurt to talk, it hurt to think, everything hurt.

Bo came over to you and pulled you closer. "Hey s'alright, shhh now.. Let me take you both to my place hm?"

"But what about-"

"No one's gonna find out anything"

"Are you sure?"

"Trust me"

10 minutes seemed like forever as you walked up to his house. You didn't know this man beside his name. He was a stranger to you and could be a possible danger too. You also didn't know if it was despair that made you feel protected in his presence, but it strangely felt good.

You sat down on the couch next to Bo and he shuffled closer. His arm tightened around you as you rested your head against his chest. Bo gently stroked your hair as he looked down at you.

"It's just.. been a while since I felt safe" You looked into his eyes and Bo sighed. You were far from safe with him, but he didn't want to see that broken look on your face ever again.

"Stay here tonight, I promise I won't let anything hurt ya" he said.

You agreed, and Bo felt better just for a moment before he thought about the fucked up things in (t)his dead town. But he knew he wanted to protect you, protect you both.

Thomas Hewitt

You've had enough.

You no longer wanted to endure the change of mood from one day to the next. You didn't want to be blamed for everything bad that happened anymore.

You were tired of being someone's punching bag, especially when you didn't deserve it. And above all, you had a child that you wanted to raise.

You ran into a family on your way to Texas. You were truly lucky. When you stopped at a local eatery, you met an older woman that was very nice to you from the moment you entered. In response to your question, "If there's any house near that could be rented?" You were left disappointed.

"Oh honey, you won't find much in this town, why you're in need of a home?"

You didn't really care anymore, so you told the nice foreign woman some things about your life. How you took your baby and ran away from your abusive ex, and that's why you're looking for a new home and a job.

For a while, she looked like she was thinking about something before speaking again;

"Maybe I could help you both but.. I don't know if it's a good idea.."

"Please Mrs. Hewitt, I don't have much but I will pay you with all i have, if you know of anything.."

"Alright, alright! You can stay with us in the house, at least I won't do everything alone, I could use some help"

You met the other family members who didn't seem to be as thrilled with your presence..

So you stayed with the Hewitts, you helped around the house like you promised and everything seemed alright for a few weeks.

One evening, unfortunately, someone pulled up in front of the Hewitt's house.

In the middle of your conversation with Thomas, that was kind of one sided, you were interrupted by a noise from outside.

"Y/N?!" "Y/N! Get the fuck out, I know you're in there!"

You would recognize that voice anywhere, it was your ex.

When you went downstairs, Luda Mae was peeking through the window and Hoyt already had a shotgun in his hands.

Luda Mae looked over to you and spoke;

"Send him away, nobody needs him making such a mess here"

You took a deep breath and stepped outside.

Meanwhile, Thomas also came downstairs, holding your baby in his arms.

'How could she ever love a man that she didn't trust fully and felt like she didn't even know?'

'How could a man with practically everything he ever wanted to have treat it like it doesn't matter?' Thomas'd never understand.

"What are you doing here? I told you I don't ever want to see you again!"

"Stop this bullshit, pack your things we're going home from this shithole"

"You're going home, I'm not going anywhere with you!"

"I said-"

"And I said no!" You yelled and that provoked your ex.

He grabbed your hair and started to pull you towards the car.

Thomas had already given the baby to Luda Mae and he angrily grunted something like; "Go upstairs" , Before running outside with a hook.

"Who the fuck is this freak face" Was the last thing you heard before Thomas jabbed the hook into your ex's neck and ripped it open as he fell to the ground, dead. Thomas then looked at you, his chest rising up and down, he moved his head to the side, gesturing to you to go back inside. You gave him a soft smile and went in without a word. He knew that if someone tried to hurt you or your baby ever again, they would end up exactly like this, if not worse.

You became his the moment Luda Mae brought you home, and you didn't even know it.

[thebearer]

sfw alphabet with carmen berzatto

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

carmen takes a while to start showing affection super outwardly. he's always a little hesitant to show it (unless we're talking after sex cuddles bc that man will ALWAYS be a clinger lol) but as far as like intimate touches, it takes him a sec. his biggest way, once he starts, is to show affection through small acts that are seemingly so casual (a little of that casual dominance) hand around your waist when you're walking down the street to keep you close from him, cutting your food up at the restaurant, the small rub he'll do on your arm before he leaves- rubbing softly before squeezing gently and placing a kiss on your skin.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

carmen as a best friend is very much so a "whatever you need, whenever you need it" type friend. like would drop everything in the middle of the night to come get you. picturing that you became friends in high school. you met through mikey, you were a little more adventurous than him- more like mikey. you call him one night, drunk and scared at a party bc your asshole of a boyfriend ditched you, and carmen is out the door on his way to you.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

carmen???? does carmen anthony berzatto like to cuddle??? plleeeeaassseeeeee this man is a cuddler. the ultimate cuddler. i don't think he has a specified kind of cuddling her prefers. however, he is a big fan of you on top of him or (he's reluctant to admit this one) him on top of you. burying his face in your chest??? he loves it.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

gonna ignore the cooking one bc duh lol. but do they want to settle down? yes absolutely. carmen is nothing if not a sappy, love fool, hopeless romantic deep down. once he allows himself to love and be loved, he's all in. once the "white picket fence" so to say. he's pretty meticulous at cleaning too. keeps a very clean kitchen and is an expert at getting stains out.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

he would... i hate to say this, but he's a ghoster. hates confrontation like he's going ghost.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

big commitment guy. i feel like after eight months to a year of true, intimate, real dating and relationship, he'd propose. pretty quick that way like once he knows, he knows. he'd take your lead as far as how quick after to get married. literally if it was up to him, he'd go to the courthouse right then bc he's so excited lol. but he'd do whatever you wanted.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

physically- carmen is pretty gentle with you. doesn't always have to be if you don't want him to ;) but outside of sex, he's very gentle with you. soft and sweet and kind. emotionally... he's gentle towards you, but no to himself, and sometimes that makes it worse towards you. bc he's so hard on himself, esp in your relationship, that it can cause some issues.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

yes. in the beginning, you'd hug carmen and he'd just go still. not in a "i don't like hugs" way which is what you thought at first, but in a touch starved "i don't want to move and make this stop" kinda way lol. once he allows himself to hug and be hugged, he is a big hugger. he's a classic bear hug hugger- arms wrapped around your shoulders so you're pushed into his chest. he'll bury his head into your hair or shoulder, press kisses to your cheek, sometimes he'll kinda playfully bite your ear or something silly. he goes all in for his hugs, hugs you like you've never been hugged before.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

carmen "says i love you anytime you do missionary" berzatto?? lmao. fr the first time is when you have sex and he's hitting it in missionary and it slips. the first real time was after the third or fourth date??? he just kinda looks at you and he doesn't feel self conscious, doesn't feel the constant rapid beat of his heart- not anxious. and he has that realization of like holy shit??? she makes me feel like this??? ok "i love you" and you're just kinda taken aback bc it was out of no where, but you say it back to him.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

very jealous which stems from being insecure. as you grow and become more secure in your relationship, it gets better, but at the beginning- he's very jealous. he mainly will just stew in his own fury. just like a flip of a switch with his mood and is so hateful until he finally admits it. has been known, esp if they're super touchy or crossing a line, to yell and lose his shit.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

carmen's kisses are always always always gentle. like gentle and sweet- always like he's a little unsure or scared to kiss you fully, but he'll cup your face and just melt into you. he likes to kiss you in the crook of your neck bc it ALWAYS makes you giggle and flush. he likes that his little kiss can make you flustered like that. he likes it when you kiss the palm of his hands and then cradle them to your cheeks. it makes him absolutely swoon.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

carmen isn't around children a lot so he's not like great lol. he's just kinda like "what do i do with it?" lmao. but rest assured, when sugar's baby brings him a play phone as a toddler, he answers that shit. he's not a monster, he's just a little unsure. they make him anxious esp eva (richie's daughter) when she was little.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

normally, carmen has to get up kinda early and leave. might hit a meeting, then go do something (bc something always needs to be done at the bear). on the rare occasion you get to spend a morning together, carmen still gets up early (his body just naturally does) and he'll cook you breakfast. makes a big deal about bringing it to you in bed. usually it's just lazy mornings, slow and just spent being kinda lazy and content with each other. talking about the day ahead, the week, just sorta light chatter. it's just easy.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

carmen gets home late most nights. like restaurant stops seating at midnight, usually gets home at one or two depending on how busy. he's usually exhausted and will shower and just collapse next to you. if it's a slower night and he gets to come home earlier, it's still late, but you might get to watch a movie with him or take a bath.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

it takes him a little while, but once he does he can't stop. probably happens when you reveal something first, some intimate vulnerable detail and he's like ok i can trust them. then it's just like he can't stop telling you everything.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

carmen can be quick tempered in the kitchen (bc he's a perfectionist and can't stand to be out of control) however, he's very patient all things considered. esp with you, he is very patient.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

carmen "acts of love" berzatto has remembered every single tiny detail about you. it's kinda scary in a way how observant he is with things like that. like "oh you said you wanted slippers when we were in target the other day? so i bought you three pairs, i wasn't sure which one you'd like" or "remember when you said you used to be addicted to chocolate ice cream tacos and you're sad they got discontinued? i made it for you! sorry it isn't exact :(" "you said you wanted to see that movie one time when we saw an ad for it, so i bought us tickets." like he's that type.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

he likes when you start really being yourself and comfortable around him. it's silly and small, but one time, you'd been slowly moving into his place- one thing at a time- and staying the night. at first it was like the two of you were playing house a little bit, silly and a little superficial- both of you still on your best behavior with each other. then it got real, if that makes sense? you put in your retainer, or did some part of your routine he doesn't normally get to see, and it's so small but it's like you trusted him enough, felt comfortable with him enough to do that. and he was just obsessed.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

protective to a point it can be smothering at times. he'll blame his anxieties, but it's the smallest things like you not calling him when you walk from the station to your apartment. he really is just scared something will happen to you. if someone dared to try something tho??? like we all have seen him break up fights and get furious. mf is a ball of rage (and carries a mouskatool like richie c'mon lol) he would do whatever he needed to and would not hesitate.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

too much effort lol. if that's possible. he worries himself sick about making it perfect when in reality... it really is just the thought with you. like anything he gives you will be perfect.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

the smoking, duh. he smokes so much it's a turn off. you know he does it as a crutch so you try to ween it off him. he turns out to have more of an oral fixation so he spends a lot of time eating you out when he wants a cig lol.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

not extremely but some. like he wants to look presentable and professional, but he's also carmy. takes pride in himself but not super into himself. just wants to looks outwardly good (since inwardly he's not as much lol)

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

definitely. can't live without you. once he gets a taste, can't get enough type shit. you get in a fight (like a big big one) when you don't speak to him for a week, and that's bc that's how long he lasts before he's a wreck at your doorstep.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

def a keep anything you've ever gave him type guy. like every note, hair tie, present- anything. he keeps it all in a fire proof safe. gets worse when you have kids, he's a hoarder.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

doesn't like degrading. like receiving or giving. i feel like he wouldn't be down with someone who drinks a lot or does drugs (esp like hard shit) bc it reminds him of his mom and mikey and he's scared. could get behind you smoking (safely and for pleasure not as a crutch) or drinking on nights out as long as it's safe, but one bad night? he's done.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

has no habits lol. he either sleeps forever bc he's so exhausted or not at all.

[dandylovesturtles]

just a little A Team hurt/comfort

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Raph knocked over some moving boxes during their last shouting match - he spares them a guilty glance as he walks past. Someone has tried to clean up the mess (Mikey, most likely), but he can still tell that they were recently upended and their contents left scattered on the ground.

He knows this is why they told him to go get Leo for breakfast. They want this to be a peace offering. Raph would like for it to be a peace offering, too, but...

Well, it's not like he likes fighting with Leo. Things are just... complicated.

He makes it to Leo's train car, and takes a deep breath before pulling the curtain back. He can do this. One civil interaction.

Leo's already awake, scrolling through his phone. That's in his favor - Leo's always grumpy if you wake him up. At least this way, Raph doesn't have to.

"Hey Leo," he says, and his brother flicks his eyes up from the phone screen. "Breakfast in five. Mikey made waffles."

"Oh, sweet," says Leo. He grins, but even Raph can tell it's forced. "I'll be there in a sec - just checkin' the socials."

And for a moment, Raph almost says something; says that he's sorry, and he takes back everything he said, and Leo should just forget about it, not worry about it, he doesn't want to fight anymore and this is stupid-

And then he thinks about Karai, and the Shredder, and their dad, and the far too close call they had to losing each other, New York, the whole world-

And he thinks about Leo skipping training to go skateboarding, Leo showing up late to patrol with a quip and laugh, Leo charging into fights without so much as a word to the rest of them, Leo who can't take anything seriously-

And it dies in his mouth. He says instead, "Yeah, sure. Just get there before it gets cold."

He turns to leave, but before he can, Leo calls out, "Hey, Raph?"

Raph only half turns, looking over his shoulder at Leo. Wondering if, maybe, Leo is going to try to say something instead. Wondering if he finally gets it, or if they're going to start fighting before breakfast.

Maybe Leo is running the same calculations. Raph is sure he is, actually, because Leo's brain twists over words the way Donnie's twists over physics.

So he must come to the same conclusion, because he doesn't say anything about the fight, or training, or his responsibilities, or any of it. What he says is, "Love you, big bro."

And Raph's heart drops into his stomach.

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Leo's always been looser with those words than any of the rest of them. Been that way since they were little, and Splinter kept them in the same part of the sewer, sleeping on pallet beds with whatever pillows and sheets he managed to find in the dump.

"Goodnight, Daddy. I love you," said Leo. "Goodnight Raphie, I love you. Goodnight, Donnie..."

The ritual was long - Leo always used three times as many words as other people. Sometimes Splinter would say, "Yes, yes, Blue, now let your brothers sleep." Sometimes Raph would say, "Hurry it up, Leo." Sometimes Donnie would hide his head under his pillow, or smack that same pillow over Leo's face.

Nowadays, Raph misses that: the sincerely sweet way Leo wanted them all to know he loved them.

As he grew older, Leo began using those words more flippantly. "I love you, but" became one of his stock phrases, a way to soften the blow of criticism. "Come on, you know I love you," said to ward off any retaliation after a prank or insult. "Love ya, bye!" rushed out at the end of one of their rare phone calls, a signal he didn't want to talk anymore.

But every now and then, Raph still got the sincere version. When he brought Leo tea the morning after a bad bout of insomnia. When Leo fussed over an injury, gently winding bandages around his arm or leg. When Leo was sleepy after a long Lou Jitsu marathon, and he reverted to the old ritual as Raph tucked him into bed: "Goodnight, I love you."

The "love you" Leo says to him now, in his room, before breakfast, with the mess of their last big fight barely cleaned up, is none of those.

The "love you" Leo says now is a question.

He doesn't pronounce it like a question. There's no upward lilt to his voice. He doesn't end it by asking if Raph knows. But Raph can still hear it, buried deep in Leo's tone: he's not sure. About loving Raph? About being loved? About what there still is between them?

Raph loves Leo. He loves him so much it aches. It's why he knocked the box over. It's why he wants to knock another ten boxes over. It's why he just needs Leo to understand, to hear him, to see what he sees when he closes his eyes and sees Karai, and the Shredder, and their family almost-

But here they are. With Leo saying "love you" like it's a question and Raph doesn't know the right answer.

"Yeah," he says. "Breakfast in five," he says.

He doesn't know the right answer but he does know that wasn't it.

He leaves Leo in his room, and goes back to his own. Puts his face in his hands. He sees Karai.

He knocks another box over.

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Leo's hand is a tiny thing in his. It's also, maybe, the only part of his body that isn't broken. Not like his legs, his arms, his shell, his jaw, his neck-

Raph can't look at his neck. The bruise there makes him want to throw up.

Leo's been out of critical condition for almost two full days. It hasn't made any of them less on edge, and they still spend most of their time crowded in the med bay, watching Leo's chest like it will stop rising the moment they turn their backs.

But Leo's heart doesn't stop, and he breathes in and out, and Raph holds his hand and strokes the back of it with his thumb.

He'd wanted Leo to understand.

He hadn't wanted this to be how Leo learned.

When he closes his eyes now he sees Leo right next to Karai, and he has to touch Leo again, to make sure he's still really there.

Movement from the bed, and a soft noise. Raph's gaze trails up from Leo's hand to his eyes, open but heavy lidded, clouded with a haze of exhaustion and medicine.

"Hey, Leo," he says, trying to keep his tone upbeat despite it all. "You're home; you're safe."

"Mm," hums Leo, still sleepy. He twists the hand that Raph's holding, adjusting his grip so it's wrapped around Raph's thumb. He strokes at Raph the way Raph had just been doing for him, and Raph feels tears sting his eyes.

"Love you, Raphie," says Leo, and this time, there's not a hint of uncertainty.

Raph's heart lurches again. Whatever answer Leo had been looking for last time, he must have found it.

But.

Raph doesn't plan to leave anything to chance. Not anymore.

"Love you too, Leo." He leans in, press his forehead to the top of Leo's head. "I love you, too."

Leo makes a pleased noise, low in his throat. He's already sinking back into sleep, his grip on Raph's hand growing loose. His breaths are still steady and even, heart beating strong, the look on his face peaceful.

"Goodnight, Leo," says Raph. "I love you."

[yanderederee]

CaughtOffGuard!

ctw: BajixFem!Reader , nsfw/smut , timeskip/college

Disclaimer!: I don’t feel I m very good at writing active smut, so I apologize if this seems off!

It has been one fucking HELL of a day. Baji swore to Chifuyu he could handle opening the pet store all on his own.

Yes, even though he had an exam an hour before the store opened.

Baji had been up and literally running since four in the morning. And now, just after getting off his shift at the shop, head heavy with doubt about just how shitty he probably did on his exam—- he realized he forgot to leave out food for Peke.

“I’m so sorry buddy.” Baji sighed, tenderly petting the scarred cat while he ate. “Kei?~ are you home?” You could be heard just a wall over. “Yeaaah. Forgot to stop by the store after work though. I‘ll run by the corner shop in a sec, you need anything?”

Circling your way into the same room as your long term boyfriend, you took note of his frazzled mannerisms. As though adrenaline was pushing his husk to do everything at once.

“I fed Peke earlier babe,” you swiveled Baji’s moving form from going for his discarded wallet and jacket. “C’mere! Ain’t seen your cute face all day.”

Before he could wrestle his way free from your tangled limbs, you had succeeded in disorienting him into tripping over his own feet to fall back onto the couch:

Step 1: Complete

“Babbbeeeee,” Baji whined deeply, masked as a powerless growl. “Ain’t got time for this right now. I’m meeting Dranken an’ Mikey down at SS Motor in—-!! aah..”

It was painful. Watching the one you love overwork themselves to a point such as this. You gave your fearsome lover a pouting look, while pressing your body against his with just enough pressure to melt his sore muscles into your own.

“Oh, baby, no you’re not.” You looped your hands under Baji’s loose work shirt, grazing your slightly overgrown nails in detailed patterns over the skin of his back.

A relieved moan escaped past Baji’s ego, his eyebrows knitting together as chills ran down his entire body. Fuckk.

Nothing, absolutely nothing, was better than the feeling of you against his body like this.

Not one to object his queen, Baji batted his glazed over, tired eyes. He opened his mouth, seconds passing, but the words seemed to escape him. Too obsessed with the helplessly lost look in Baji Keisuke’s eyes, you couldn’t stop yourself.

“Stay,” you ordered, so, so sweetly.

Taking advantage of his condition, you quickly snaked your kiss into his mouth.

This was the first kiss the two of you had shared in perhaps two days, what with all the late shifts, classes and obligations.

As experienced as you were in kissing Baji for years, your kiss practically emitted steam. Humid in a way that sent the both of you rutting into each-other every way physically possible. Your tongues weld into a mass of muscle and slick, mixing saliva to create an intoxicating cocktail. You only shifted your lips apart enough for the both of you to gasp against each others skin, teeth clattering once by accident but soon felt his bite down against the hollow of your neck. Pressing his canines deeper— until he was sucking your soft skin harshly.

The lazy roll of his tongue teased your thin layer of skin, gently biting you closer. You sighed in content across Keisuke’s ear. Neither of you needed words to understand the other.

Melting even closer against his body, a delicious warmth wrapped tightly across Baji’s hips. Clad only in a pair of shorts, every roll of your hips was genuinely intoxicating. “G-gatta…” Baji made one last pass in protesting against you. To be a responsible adult.

But you purred at his pathetic form, red faced and cross eyed. All for you. You slid your tongue back into Kei’s mouth, swiveling your hips so as to rub your clit as best you can against the outline of his already hardened erection.

“Gotta what, baby?” You asked in an innocent voice, giving his bottom lip a gentle pull in between your teeth. “If you can’t use your words properly, I’ll have to put this mouth to better use,”

And just as quickly, Baji lost all control. He always seemed to lose these damned encounters. Never one to submit, yet never could lift a finger to defy you.

Rubbing gently against him, you slid your hand just far enough under his pants to coat your finger with the bead of precum. Trailing said finger back up and between lips, you moaned softly. You batted your eyelashes down at Baji, kissing him deeply once more. “Let me make you feel better~” you ordered between kisses.

Baji could never deny you.

In skilled strokes, you rid Baji of the clothes on his lower half.

You were guiding Baji’s hands across your body, caressing the skin of your curves with his rough calloused touch, using them like a tool to discard every bit of clothing you had on.

“You’re so beautiful…” Baji breathed gently, never missing your stare. Once your hands let go in guiding his touch, he immediately tangled your hair into his fingers gently, feverishly pulling you down to kiss you deeper.

You may have started this night off with the upper hand, it was simply a fact that Baji was stronger than you. That Baji Keisuke was a true beast that would eventually snap and swallow you whole.

You smiled widely into his bruising kiss, letting your body relax as he took control entirely. “So.. fucking soft.” he bit the opposite side of your neck, allowing the exploration of one hand to gingerly graze over you once more;

from shoulder,

to butterfly bone,

along the rim of your rib cage,

up, to gently brush his thumb over your budded nipple.

“So perfect.” He smiles when looking into your increasingly lustful gaze.

Without further distraction, the tips of his fingers honed straight for your slick sex. “Just so excited to see me, weren’t you?”

He was soon answered by the feeling of your pulsating clit, eager to be touched. Baji chuckled, circling the bud quickly against his middle finger. “You know just how to build me back up again doll,” he moaned, the leaking juices you produced slowly began dripping on his neglected length.

“How bout I fill you up as thanks?”

Baji smirked when you practically cried. “Please?” You pleaded, softly kissing him one more time.

“Anything for you.”

God, and he did not waste any time in doing so. Swirling what juices he had coating his fingers across his leaking tip, he made quick work sinking you down onto it.

It was just the tip, yet neither of you could suppress the overwhelming feeling of finally being with one another. It was so easy to get drunk off of eachother. Impatiently, you pulled him deeper into you.

“Shitshitshit— c-calm down..! You’re gonna make me-“ Baji’s eyes rolled back at the feeling. How long had it been? Since you fucked him like this?

“You’re always running around these days… can’t be mad at me for wanting you all to myself.”

Well, he couldn’t argue that. Still, at this pace, sinking himself to the deepest part of you he could in one slow motion… it was too much. A shiver ran down his spine when the seal of your pussy lips met the juncture of his navel. Locking him inside of you for only a few seconds.

“I’ll take care of you, so try to relax for me, ‘Kay?” You breathed hard. It always took a few seconds for your to adjust to his size, but the added intensity helped. Drunk from it all, he finally let himself become dominated. Baji rested his head against the back of the couch, and laid his hands flat against your thighs, allowing them to do their will.

“Fuck,” he moaned, feeling you clench down on him in praise. “You win.”

“Good boy.” You whispered in his ear, pulling your hips up slowly, and sinking back down at an agonizingly slow pace.

You wanted him to feel everything. Feel his veins trace your insides. How your muscles contracted against his tip. The warmth of your insides stroking him in perfect stride. Everything.

Knowing you could only bare this pace for a few more strokes, you began humping faster. It was instinctive. You craved the act of taking what was yours for so long now, it became impossible to hold back.

“Kei…” only part of his name escaped your lips, begging so sweetly.

Both of you starred down, enthralled by the sight below. Faster, til you couldn’t anymore.

It was harder than it looked. Your legs began to shake, maybe from pleasure, but definitely because it was tiresome work.

Yet still you prevailed. Letting your legs rest at last, you sat in his lap with added weight. The deepest he could possibly be, given the position.

Just as he had thought you were ready to call it quits, your hips began go swivel quickly.

“Oh fuck-“ he gasped. This was it, the pleasure he had been building up this entire time was beginning to unravel.

And you knew it. You smirked at Baji’s agape expression, his eyes rolling back once more.

“Such a good boy,” now clenching your abdomen repeatedly, it was only a matter of seconds. Devilish, he thought. He didn’t need to warn you of his oncoming release, you already knew. You could feel him twitching inside you.

Pairing the intoxicating swirl of your hips and clench of your muscles, with the last bit of strength your thighs could muster, you teased Baji’s dick into pulling out and sinking back into you impossibly fast.

With this amount of work, you knew you wouldn’t finish, but he would, and ultimately that was your goal in all this.

And finally, finally, the tension he’d been trying to prolong finally snapped. With a deep, guttural moan, Baji let himself be heard as you pumped him for all he was worth.

His hands couldn’t stop his rougher hands from forcing your hips closer, furthering himself into you deeply. He clenched his own hips upwards in reply, shuddering as his cum began filling you up.

He didn’t intend to, but it was impossible not to have. The overwhelming urge to be burried inside you was too great. Especially after not participating for so long, this was heaven.

Baji breathed heavily. He didn’t do much work, but he was spent. Resting back into the couch below, he slowly began regaining eyesight.

Your face was front view, beautiful and equally as spent. “Submission looks good on you,” you commented cheerily.

Baji laughed. “Don’t get used to it,” he slapped your ass, harsh, warning a loud yip from you. “You’re mine now.”

[em1e]

baby fever | seeing shin w a little baby

⿻ mini series ft. you dating shinichiro and whatever chaos that comes from that !! ✕ cute fluff !! to make up for the heartbreak from the last one ♡ series m.list

shinichiro wants to be impressed, honestly, with how quickly his day can go downhill. 

first, he woke up to mikey and emma arguing about who’d get to take the spiderman lunch box and who would get to take the batman one to the dojo with their grandpa (shinichiro was the deciding factor, and it turns out neither of them would get either – which could’ve been a mistake on his part, since the choice just made them whine and complain more at having to take brown bags).

then the clothes he threw in the dryer for his day with you weren’t completely dry, so he had to make the decision to wear slightly damp (and sour? was that smell coming from the clothes?) or be the disgusting human he knows he is deep down and wear the clothes he’s been wearing for the past week . . . 

he goes for the latter, because surely he can just douse himself in cologne and that’ll get rid of any underlying smells the clothes have accumulated . . . right . . ?

there’s no time to dwell on it, because now he’s late picking you up! 

you were going to kill him. he prays it’s a sweet, painless death as he knocks on your door. 

and of course the universe is against him. he doesn’t know what he’s done to deserve this bad luck, but god. he might have to start repenting. 

you pull the door open, and there’s a baby bouncing on your hip. you look tired, hair a mess and still in your pjs despite it being a little past the start of lunch, and the baby doesn’t look any better, crying despite your constant movement and shh’s that it’s okay. 

“uh . . hi?” he offers, brows furrowing, “something you wanna tell me?” 

“saw this one on the street, and thought ‘wow i’ve always wanted one of those’.” you joke humorlessly, opening the door wider so he can walk through, “my sister dropped her off because her stupid boyfriend got in trouble with the cops and her sitter canceled.” 

“so no date?” he concludes, and the way you whirl around to glare at him has him holding his hands defensively, clicking his tongue, “i’ll take that as a no . . want me to take her for a sec? how long have you had her?” 

you don’t hesitate to offer the baby to him, “since six this morning. she’s been fussy because her mom left.” you run a hand through your hair,  clearly exhausted, but the second she’s in shinichiro’s arms, she quiets down. your eyes narrow, “how’d you do that?” 

he moves to sit on the couch, and you scramble to sit beside him, passing the baby blanket he points to from her diaper bag and laying it gently over her. 

“do what?” he asks, voice a thousand times softer with her in his arms, “mikey was a fusser when he was a baby, wouldn’t stop crying unless you held ‘im like this.” 

it’s . . really fucking cute, admittedly, the way he gazes down at your niece and slowly rocks her to sleep. you would be upset at how easily she relaxes in his arms if it didn’t make your heart clench. 

and you’re honestly too worn out to hold a grudge over something so silly. 

your head finds itself on shinichiro’s shoulder, toying with a loose thread on the blanket. 

“you wore that shirt yesterday.” you comment off-handedly, when your niece has been rocked to sleep and you’re ready to follow her down that same path if your eyes fighting to stay open is anything to go by. 

“how do you know?” he asks, the hint of a smile teasing its way to his lips. 

“grease stain from your bike,” you pause with a yawn, then continue while snuggling into his side, “saw ‘em when you drove me home from work.” 

“and you didn’t tell me?” he sounds offended, but really, how does he expect you to take him seriously with the lilt in his voice like he’s still talking nonsense to your niece? 

it’s soft; a side of him you’ve never seen, and it makes you ache at the prospect of having him all to yourself. your own family, your own house with a picket fence. so domestic. 

“can’t wait for us to have our own.” you mumble in favor of answering his question, sleep edging its way into your voice. 

“yeah?” you can still hear the way he’s smiling as he speaks, relaxing further into the couch for the impromptu nap. you only hum in response, and he knows then you’re too far gone to provide a real reply. 

looking down at you, holding this baby in his arms . . . he thinks he can’t wait either. 

[moxfirefly]

"I'm not letting them go. They're mine. They've always been mine."

For a bestie mikey who is jealous, someone's taking readers' attention away from him?

These quotes are hard to work with XD

Ray, my beloved. Always coming in clutch 🤌

Rated Mature (suggestive themes)

Mikey felt a stirring next to him that prompted him to open his eyes. The midnight nap he’d decided on when you had sat next to him was disturbed and he wanted to groan displeased.

“Sorry Mike, I gotta use the bathroom be back in a sec.” That gentle hushed tone only served to help him drift back, almost at least. Woefully he accepted his best friend having to leave for a few minutes.

It was something of tradition at this point, falling a sleep next to you during movie nights. Mikey had wordlessly cemented the fact that he got to sit next to you and you had reinforced it by always finding your place next to him.

He took the second to stretch out, enjoying the pops of each achy limbs, patrol had been a bitch a few hours ago. He saw Leo konked on the armchair, Donnie in the kitchen making more popcorn as a sleepy April scrolled through Netflix to find something else to play.

“—Well im gonna need you in a bit to measure again, probably tomorrow too”

Raph’s voice rang from behind where he was sat on the couch. Mikey looked back to see him talking to you and holding your arm extended.

“Remind me why I’m doing this again?” He asked mocked annoyed as he used his pointer and thumb to measure your arm.

“Because I wanna win $100 bucks at work” You laughed when he moved to your other arm to do the same.

“What fucking weird job makes an ugly Christmas sweater competition?” He used both his hand to grab your waist, using it as reference for the torso of the sweater.

Mikey raised a brow ridge, why had he felt a pulse of something when he saw his brother man handling you.

“Hey if I win you’ve got $50 waiting for you, so make it as ugly as possible.” You arched your neck when he wrapped a hand around your neck and mumble something, clearly mapping out the measurements in his head.

That, yeah that felt really weird in the bottom of Mikey’s stomach. Why did Raph have to loom over you, hand around your pretty neck and smiling to himself.

“Well come by this week, I’m gonna need you while I’m making it.” He finally let go of you, and it took a second of trying to think straight to not jump Raph.

“Mikey and I are playing that new game where you romance all the hot people—“

Donnie piped in, “Baldur’s Gate.” You threw him a finger gun for the assist.

“Well ya think you can detach yourself from numb nuts for a few minutes at a time?” He asked playfully.

“Well you’ve got her measurements what more do you need, dude?” Mikey finally spoke up, making Raph and you turn towards his groggy annoyed face. “I got an idea but I gotta re-adjust or re-make whatever don’t come out right.” He spoke matter of fact, his gaze was mocking him.

“I can’t just take breaks between.” You offered to ease the sudden tension in the air.

“I’m sure Mikey can survive five minutes without ya, right buddy?” He clamped both hands on your shoulders and smiled at his youngest brother. “Man quit being handsy with her.” It came out before he could really assess what his mouth had vomited out. Under a different tone of voice it could’ve been taken playfully but this was the full opposite.

“Chill man, I ain’t stealing ya girl.” He chuckled and if Mikey could blush he would. He glared at Raph, not noticing your own blush creeping up your cheeks.

“Looks like it since you wanna keep her all week.” He was getting up now, less groggy and more peeved than anything.

“Mike—“ Your voice was gentle trying to ease the fast approaching boiling tension in the air.

“Aww, Mikey’s worried his bestie’s gonna be my bestie all week? Man just let it go.” Raph wasn’t even remotely serious poking fun at his younger brother.

“Im not letting her go. She’s mine. She’s always been mine.” He shot a deep glare at Raph, who face quickly fell upon hearing those words.

It took a few seconds for Mikey to fully comprehend what he had said and the implication behind it. His eyes went wide, landing on your own wide eyes and the blush that scattered itself further down your chest.

Fuck, what had he done?

[mulletmitsuya]

Tokyo Revengers Groupchat (not everyone, also random combinations, no specific gang)

Warnings: swearing, suggestive, homophobia by a gay person (just sillies), mentions of vomit and poison, mentions of drugs

Desc: placenta, placebo, or gazebo? 🤔

Rindou: yk when you tell someone something then they believe it and it works?

Rindou: like what you're saying isn't true but cause they think it is, it works

Ran: yes

Ran: the placenta effect

Izana: here we fucking go

Smiley: you're kidding right?😁

Ran: are you going to put a Smiley face after every single thing you text?

Ran: we get it, you smile really wide 👍

Smiley: kys

Ran: so hostile and for what

Mikey: idk what the word is but it's definitely not placenta

Izana: how even?

Mitsuya: ...the placebo effect??

Ran: isn't that those huge tent things

Mitsuya: that's a gazebo

Ran: oh

Ran: same thing

Smiley: you dumb as hell

Hakkai: you'd think that big ass forhead of yours would be worth something

Hakkai: smh

Ran: and you'd think after 10 years you'd get over whatever grudge you have against me

Hakkai: you literally hit my best friend (future bf) over the head with a brick

Chifuyu: thought you could sneak that in huh

Hakkai: he could have died

Ran: but he didn't?

Ran: i was just being silly and having fun

Ran: is that such a crime🙄

Hakkai: ITS FUCKING ATTEMPTED MURDER

Rindou: so is it placebo, placenta, or gazebo?

Mitsuya: it's placebo

Kazutora: placenta's are in females stomachs for pregnancy i think

Baji: that's the uterus (i'm so fucking smart)

Chifuyu: none of those are correct

Draken: google exists also

Draken: why are you asking us

Rindou: shut up for a sec

Rindou: would the placenta effect potentially kill someone

Rindou: like if you told someone that you poisoned them and then after a while they start frothing at the mouth and shit, could they die?

Rindou: or are they being a little bitch and faking lol

Rindou: i didn't actually put the rat poison in his drink (i think)

Rindou: but it kinda seems like he's dying or smth

Mikey: what the fuck is this situation

Mikey: is this real?💀

Rindou: nah

Rindou: hypothetically

Ran: does this have to do with the ambulance being here

Rindou: nah

Rindou: can y'all just answer me

Rindou: hurry before the "poison", does it's job or whatever

Rindou: guys he's throwing up pretty violently

Rindou: there's blood

Rindou: hypothetically

Izana: who would you have "hypothetically" poisoned?😐

Rindou: bro that's not the point, sir

Izana: stop calling me sir in normal situations

Izana: we're normal now and not in a gang and i'm a normal person not a gang leader

Mochi: so we don't have to call you Izana-sama anymore?

Ran: what if it turns us on

Izana: uhm

Kakucho: fuck off

Kakucho: sorry

Ran: Kaku give it up, he's way too old for you

Rindou: so y'all just gonna let the hypothetical person die? ayt

Rindou: i'm on my way to the hospital for unrelated reasons

Kakucho: who's the hypothetical victim of the placebo

Rindou: uhhh Sanzu

Kakucho: LMAO

Kakucho: let him hypothetically die then 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Mitsuya: punch him in the stomach

Rindou: i know a lot of y'all don't like him but we're friends now and i don't want him to die also he has the best drugs so i'd rather he stay alive so that i can enjoy them recreationally

Rindou: but i'll do it anyway

Mitsuya: stfu for a sex, punching him will make him throw up, and he'll vomit most of the poison out

Rindou: oh like in the stomach?

Rindou: he's gonna be so mad at me, damn

Baji: "shut up for a sex" lmaoooooo🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Baji: and you guys say I'M diabetic💀💀

Mikey: bro what?😭

Kakucho: you mean dyslexic?

Kakucho: nvm the situation speaks for itself

Smiley: the irony of this is crazy

Draken: that got a chuckle outta me 😂

Chifuyu: why you text like a 40 year old dad💀

Ran: i never went to school but even i know that's incorrect

Hakkai: "i never went to school but even i know that's incorrect 🤓👆"

Hakkai: jump into oncoming tragic you f slur🖕

Smiley: aur naur you done made Hakkai homophobic

Ran: you need to fucking chill omg

Mitsuya: are you five years old, Baji

Baji: nah i'm 24 dumbness🤨

Baji: *dumbass

Izana: my oath for not using violence anymore might have to be on hold cause you guys are pissing me the fuck off you fucking incompetent fools useless excuses of human beings

Smiley: bro called us fools

Ran: that's a bit much, sir

Baji: bet you're typing with your left hand

Ran: uh huh <3

Rindou: get some fucking bitches, damn

Ran: where are your bitches, Rindou

Rindou: on my dick

Ran: oh you're talking about the femboys?

Ran: ohh ok i thought you weren't gay but whatever

Mikey: yo is haruchiyo alive?

Rindou: they're pumping his stomach, he'll be fine

Rindou: liking femboys isn't gay

Smiley: 🤨

Angry: 🤨

Rindou: don't act dumb because it's literally in the term 'fem'

Draken: uh, what about the 'boy' part

Rindou: don't twist my words

Rindou: how is liking something that looks like a girl, gay??

Mitsuya: bffr 😐

Rindou: y'all telling me if i fuck haruchiyo i'm gay???

Hakkai: he's a boy?

Rindou: he looks like a woman

Rindou: have you seen his body? tiny ass waist headass. y'all come to the onsen next time you'll see what i mean

Chifuyu: you're being weird rn

Ran: what about his penis, Rindou

Rindou: that's irrelevant

Rindou: besides it's barely noticeable

Draken: people like you and Koko are the fucking problem, get some therapy

Smiley: Rindou thinks fucking a guy in the ass isn't gay 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Rindou: "FEM"

Draken: BOY???? MALE??? MAN??? DICK???

Rindou: ok who's gay now, weirdo🤨

Draken: kys (kill yourself)

[taylormarieee]

One step at a time honey Mike Schmidt

Summary: Mike is tired all the time so you help with different things one step at a time.

Pairing: Mike Schmidt x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: Kissing, Desperate Mike, Abby being cute, dance party(for like 5 secs), Reader being helpful, Mike being a cutie patootie,suggestive, Happy ending!

Mike was very hard-working but also extremely forgetful at times. That's why he was so grateful to have you.

His job was really taking a toll on him, especially since he works nights now. You were always over, you practically lived there.

So he was always glad when you were over to babysit Abby. Abby took a big liking to you.

While he was away, you and Abby were watching TV. You didn't know Mike was already on his way home before going back to work.

You and Abby heard this really cool song on the Tv and started dancing.

Jumping up and down and spinning all around with the little girl on your back.

You both pretend you rockstars before you hear the door click shut. You both turn around in surprise before your eyes lay on Mike staring at the both of you.

"Hi Mike!" Abby screams running up to hug her older brother! You smile at him and open your mouth to speak.

"Hi mikey, how was work?" You ask in that sweet voice he loves so dearly.

"It was uhm, tiring." He says with a slight nod. "Did Abby eat yet? Cuz, you know she has to get to school soon."

"Yea she ate already, She's already dressed but she wanted to watch some tv before we go." You respond with a smile on your face.

"I also left some food in the microwave for you. It's some pancakes and bacon with eggs." You respond before grabbing your keys and getting Abby's bookbag.

"Come on let's go Abby." You order, "Hurry and get to the car." You say.

"But I don't wanna!" Abby screams out.

"Abby! What did I just say? Get in the car now!" You say sternly.

"I don't have time for your games Abby. I now have to get to work, you had your fun, it's time to go." You respond with a sternness that shook both Abby and Mike.

"I-I'm sorry Abby, sometimes I forget your not MY sibling. Just quickly get in the car, we'll play some music on the way there. Ok?" You respond.

Your relieved when Abby's smile comes back to her face and she nods. She quickly sprints towards the car and you chuckle a bit to yourself.

"Mikey? Are you going to be ok? I'll skip work if you need me too!" You say looking at him concerned.

"You seem so tired baby." You say with sadness laced in your voice. He looks at you with those big puppy dog eyes he always has.

"I'm ok baby, I promise." He responds. You have been dating Mike long enough to know when he's lying but you'll play this game a little longer.

"hm, ok, I'll be back after my shift ok? Get some sleep baby." You say before quickly running out the house. "I LOVE YOU!" You yell out while hopping in the car.

Mike chuckles before whispering a faint ' I love you too' to you as he watches you drive off.

Mike stands there not knowing what to do. He wishes he didn't lie to you. Of course he wasn't ok, He needed you badly to be here for him right now. To be here to take care of him.

He sighed before slouching down on the couch. He slowly dozes off before the TV awakens him again.

He quickly curses and turns the TV down. Thank god Abby wasn't here to scold him and make him put money in the swear jar.

He quickly finds a spot and dozes off again. He's awaken about 35 minutes later when you bust through the door quietly whispering his name.

"Mikey?" Your sweet voice easily alluring him out of his sleep. "Hmm Baby?" Mike responds drowsily.

"Wait, baby? Why aren't you at work?" Mike questions. You chuckle to yourself, "Mike, I've been with you long enough to know when your lying." You respond.

"Guess you caught me, I really need you right now." Mike whispers trying to reach out for you.

"In a second Mikey, We need to start dinner early. I know your going to be too tired to do it after Abby gets picked up so come on, were making pasta!" You say quickly placing the groceries you bought on the table.

"Abby's favourite." Mike says smiling. "She likes the really big meatballs for some reason. Like the ones in cartoons." He continues slipping his hands around your waist.

"Mhmm But i need you, badly. Come to the bedroom, we can make dinner later." Mike speaks lowly.

"Mhmm, as much as I would love that, I'm serious Mikey. Such a desperate boy." You respond smiling.

"Mhm, ok. I respect it. I'll get started on the Pasta." He says going towards the bags to grab the pasta.

You take out a pot from the cabinet and hand it to him. He walks towards the sink and fills it up.

"See, this isn't bad at all! I'm helping one step at a time honey!" You say smiling at him.

"And I'm forever grateful." Mike responds admiring you in the kitchen light.

Time skip!!!!

After dinner was done, you went to go pick up Abby. You walk through the door.

"Mikey were home." You call out. You tell Abby to go to her room and put her stuff down. "Abby, go take a shower when your done to ok." You respond.

You walk into Mike's room to find him with a towel low on his waist, his hair wet and little water droplets on his back.

God you never can catch a break with Mike, he was so hot!

"Mikey, you-you look good." You say biting your lip. You smile when you hear him chuckle.

"Get your mind out of the gutter hun." He responds walking over to you.

"Speak for yourself Mr. Let's-forget-about-dinner-and-go-to-the-bedroom." You say with your arms crossed.

This time he laughs out loud. "Ok, you got me there. Let's go eat." He responds.

"Nuh uh! Not before I shower first. Abby already took a shower she should be out now getting dressed so yea, your welcome." You say getting undressed.

"Wow. It always takes me forever to get her to shower. I don't know what I'd do without you." He says admiring you in the crack of the bathroom door.

"You'd probably die." You respond laughing. You both laugh for a while when your in the shower.

You get out and get dressed. When you get outside the table is already set and Mike and Abby are sitting at the table waiting on you.

"Aww, a family dinner, how cute." You say with a wide smile on your face.

Mike stands up and gives you a long, compassionate kiss before being interrupted by an impatient and hungry Abby.

"Come on! Hurry up! You guys can kiss later!" She complains making a disgusted face.

You laugh and sit down. You all dig in as a family and eat dinner. God Mike wouldn't know what to do without you.

What did he do to deserve such a lovely person like you...

Taglist: @sinsandsweetness @writella @number1gal @versatilehater @murdrdocs @smutinlovealt @grixonsdoll

[f1oricide]

Yan Michelangelo hc

OK so-

I literally had a thought abt this and it was so jarring and crazy I had to write abt it. Keep in mind that writing is NOT my strong suit so bare with me okay. Also for the record I don’t condone any of this stuff Irl okay, there’s a diff between fantasy and reality.

TW: dark, possessive themes, gore, blood, cannibalism, mentions of worship, nonconsensual touching (not sexual), kidnapping, delulu Mikey <3

When you guys first meet, after the initial freak out you might have, he gets attached quick

It’s love at first sight <3

Could you blame him tho? He’s socially outcasted from society ofc not-

Anything you want? You got it! He will do anything to get that thing you barely mentioned wanting, no matter what

He would definitely try budding in every time your with anybody but him

Skateboarding with Leo? He happens to walk in with a skateboard. Having a tea party with Raph? You guys look like your running out of tea, but don’t fear! Your new butler is here!

Point is, he’s fine with sharing your time because like all good things, it’s even better when shared! He just has to be there too…you don’t mind right?

Won’t mind if you get a partner…

Just don’t expect to hear from them if they have the AUDACITY to make you so much as frown-

He doesn’t need to be your center of attention 24/7, he’s a secure turtle after all. He just wants to be near you, to keep you happy and safe!

Even if you can’t tell he’s there-

He is a VERY Delusional Yandere, you can be doing the most devious, horrendous war crimes and he’ll still think your a saint, everyone else is in the wrong for being in your way

Anyone who talks bad abt you, well… you can’t waste perfectly tenderized meat can you!

Real talk for a sec, I see a lot of people hc Mikey to be a heavy worshipper but I don’t think he’d think your a GOD, going down on his knees for you, but I think he’d see you as a angel and treat you as such

How? Lots and LOTS of cuddles (even if you don’t want to), positive affirmations, and overall codling

Cutie pie, angel, sweet potato, expect lots of cheesy nicknames

Now onto the juicy stuff-

Cooking, in his opinion, is a form of ART! Something to express himself with while also sharing that experience with his loved ones

Putting so much blood sweat and tears into perfecting his craft, creating a delectable meal for all

So imagine his (not so) sudden shock when he starts fantasizing abt you…eating him…literally…

HEAR ME OUT OKAY PLEASE-

In that one meat sweats ep, he was SO DOWN TO BE EATEN, because he sees Rupert in a higher light, he’s his idol!

He put his own blood sweat and tears for you, your his everything! This is his declaration of love for you and you alone, the one dish he won’t give to anybody else

At first he felt an immense satisfaction when you chowed down on the dishes he made specially for you, the sight made his chest swell!

But soon that feeling faded, something inside him started wanting more, until it eventually became Mikey’s every waking thought, pounding against his ribs until it’s satisfied again

So he did what any rational person would do! Invite you down for a taste test! Hah you thought I would say kidnapping didn’t you?

…

Well your right, he may or may not have laced those pastries you were taste testing

“Think of it as a forever slumber party! I knew you’d be just as excited as me, can’t hold in those happy tear too huh? :’)”

He really believes you want to stay as much as he wants you to stay, doesn’t matter what you do, you’ll always be his saint, wanting to stay by his side <3

You have a specially made “room” hidden in his room, that you stay in

Has all the necessities and everything, thanks dee

He often comes by to chat, make arts and crafts, and cuddle you, he’s barely out of his room even his brothers start to worry

Can’t have his brothers believe your…”funny” jokes now huh? They’d ruin the fun!

Starts to ever so slowly try to get you to agree with his… idea

Slowly starts incorporating more meat into the meals he makes you, mentioning how turtle is a delicacy in some places- you get the idea

But in Mikey fashion, he doesn’t like to wait to get what he wants

He suddenly starts asking you strange questions from, “did you know that cute hamsters cannibalize each other? CRAZY right!?” To “have you ever wanted to know what turtle taste like..?”

Eventually his patience thins and nervously asks the big question, but you’d understand right? Ofc you would! He shouldn’t be so nervous around you!

Ofc after hearing his request you start to understandably freak out, will he want to take a bite out of you too? Is this it? You don’t want to die like this!

Don’t worry! he could never ruin perfection, your a work of art!

(He’ll be happy breaking your skin with his teeth and lapping up the blood tho)

Surprisingly, he won’t FORCE you to do it, but be prepared for his mighty persistence and requests

He’s pretty much trying to hype you up

If you cave he is OVER THE MOON

He is inside you.. LITERALLY (idk how else to phrase it don’t be weird pls-)

Constant praise and affection is what you earn while you contemplate what you had just done

If you don’t cave, he’ll start to get a bit aggressive with his hype, and starts slowly giving you less and less food you until you do it-

Before he kidnapped you he was a bit clingy, but AFTER? Attached to your hip 24/7 baby

5/10 experience, you will be scarred for life leaving you with a bad taste in your mouth. But other than that expect lots and lots of cuddles and delicious not human food!

Sorry if it’s a bit all over the place, pls lmk if I made a spelling/grammar mistake. Writing this was actually very fun, I might do more in the future until I draw again. Maybe I’ll do both!Okay thx for reading tho bye :>

-f1oricide <3

[aealzx]

Their course, guided by Mom April, had taken them through another set of soldiers. But they had been easy to deal with since there was no mechanoid with them this time. And then a few more rooms on their route took them to a more open room, where one more mechanoid and ground soldier group greeted them. Before they had reached the room Mom April had told them it was designated for maintenance for the huge machines, so they rushed in with weapons drawn. Both groups of enemies had had more of the toxic gas, and mystic nullifiers. And by this point after the most recent group was taken out to unconsciousness it was easy to tell that Lil Mikey was starting to get worn out from everything. Both Raph and Don had been hovering over him, making sure he stayed between them while they traveled. So when he started coughing hard enough to pause in progression, hands raising to his mouth to pull the gas mask off to try and get more air, Raphael was there to place a supporting hand on his back.

“After this next corner you’ll reach the dead zone. I won’t be able to keep track of you through the cameras,” Mom April cautioned through their headsets while they took a breather.

“It’s alright April. You said Leo was just a few rooms back from us. Is the other Donatello close by too? The dead zones are progressing towards us, aren't they?” Don asked, partially watching their surroundings while partially monitoring Raphael addressing Lil Mikey.

“Yeah, Leo should reach you in the next few minutes. But the most recent deadzone is on the other side of the wall with no door. You’ll have to loop around to reach it,” Mom April answered. “...Is everything alright?”

The emotion from Mom April was palpable through the speaker, and Don pursed his lips for a moment. Maybe it was just because Raphael and Mikey were also radiating concern for their new charge. “...We just need to either hurry up, or pull Lil Mikey out early,” Don responded eventually.

“Hey big guy, you doing okay?” Raphael asked, crouched with one hand resting on his knee and the other hand rubbing Lil Mikey’s back while he forced down deep breaths. He could only manage to give a few nods, and that wasn’t reassuring at all. “Maybe one of us should escort you out while the other two collect our brother and your’s…”

“N’no-,” Lil Mikey protested, shaking his head emphatically, and giving one more cough.

“You’re breathing like an asthmatic running a marathon,” Raphael stressed, brow furrowing as he could hear wheezing without leaning any closer.

Lil Mikey just shook his head again. “D’Dee doesn’t do well with strangers-,” he continued to protest.

Don was half a breath away from offering to carry the smaller lad since the final stretch seemed close. But the words were never able to leave his mind before they had another enemy to deal with. A series of gunshots snapping through the air caused them to scatter before they could see where they had come from. Raphael herded Lil Mikey along with a careful hand, noting him stumbling slightly but not stopping, and therefore Raphael continued to guide them both to cover. Lil Mikey had kept moving along Raphael’s guidance, allowing himself to be directed behind the large console tables while Raphael twisted to catch sight of the lone soldier behind them. He’d thought they had both avoided the gunfire easily enough, darting behind a console desk and resting a hand on Lil Mikey’s head while keeping an eye on the soldier, and catching sight of his own brothers diving behind the other console desk. Lil Mikey giving a few, softer, shakier coughs was concerning, but at least it wasn’t as bad as before.

“You doing alright kid? Take a sec to catch your breath, okay?” Raphael asked, keeping his gaze on the soldier that had slipped in behind them. When he didn’t get a verbal response back, and the coughs from Lil Mikey became mixed with anxious whimpers under a shaking frame, Raphael’s eyes snapped down to him. Where he expected to see an increasingly familiar sight of green, orange and black, his gaze ended up locking onto a steadily growing stream of red down Lil Mikey’s arm, his small hand gingerly hovering near it.

“Aw shell!” Raphael cussed, both hands moving, one reaching around to pull Lil Mikey close while the other clamped a vice grip around the back of Lil Mikey’s upper arm. He felt bad for the barely smothered cry that escaped from the small teen at the contact, but knew that he had to get some sort of pressure on the wound before worrying about anything else.

“Raph? Bro? My dude. You can’t just curse and not elaborate when we can’t see you.” his own Mikey’s voice came from the other barricade he and Don had scrambled behind, the not quite actual swear alerting him that something was worse than before.

Instead of answering Mikey, Raphael called out to his other brother. The one that would be way more useful in this situation. “Don, get over here! Lil Mikey got hit! He’s bleeding, bad!” Raphael shouted back, shifting his weight so he could pull Little Mikey to sag over his thigh for support. He couldn’t blame the kid for panicking, despite doing an amazing job at not completely breaking down. Gunshot wounds were always alarming, the floor was already getting a small puddle of blood where Lil Mikey’s hand was resting.

“Oh, shell!” Don repeated, reflexively moving to run towards them, but having to halt his action when another gunshot crashed into the table near his head. “Get pressure on it!” Don called back, shrinking far behind the barricade he was behind and wordlessly looking to Mikey.

“I know, I know!” Raphael spat, looking around frantically for anything to help. Rule number one was always stop the bleeding. But after that he couldn’t remember anything else. He wasn’t the medic, that was Don’s job. He just broke things. Lil Mikey’s breathless whimpers as he tried to shove Raphael’s hand away from causing more pain caused Raphael to lock his attention on him again. “I know, kid, I know. It hurts, but I have to do this. Trust me. You’re gonna be alright,” he assured, partly for Lil Mikey and partly to excuse his own actions causing the child more pain. Thankfully Lil Mikey tried to be obedient to his semi request to stop by gripping Raphael’s knee instead. Lifting his head to shout to Don again, Raphael’s voice never made it out since a series of different sounds distracted his thoughts. Someone getting punched, kicked, or otherwise beaten. Several times. He felt a flutter of anxiety for his brothers before Mikey’s voice came from behind him instead of to the right.

“That’s for shooting a child you asshole!”

Raphael couldn’t help the slight grin he got, hearing Mikey cuss worse than either he or Don had, and giving the soldier another kick despite them already being disarmed and down. And with the immediate threat taken care of Don was already crowding into the space next to them, swinging the backpack off his shoulders. “Sssss, okay, keep him supported,” Don directed, digging through his bag for an emergency tourniquet. “Is there an exit wound?”

Raphael thought for a moment, twisting to see the other side of Lil Mikey’s arm where his fingers were. “No,” he answered. No wonder the kid hated him pushing on his arm.

Don pressed his lips together, but seemed to be a bit less tense while he looped the tourniquet around Lil Mikey’s shoulder. “Try to focus on taking slow, deep breaths Lil Mike,” Don directed, threading the tourniquet strap through the clasp. His softer voice was hopefully more soothing to Lil Mikey than the other two shouting. The poor kid’s gaze was largely unfocused, but he at least started to consciously slow his breathing down.

“You or me?” Raphael asked as Don cinched the band to an uncomfortable tightness. He could hear something big, and metal clomping its way towards them. Which meant they couldn’t stay where they were much longer. Even with Mikey keeping a tense guard.

“We have incoming…” Mikey warned around the whir of his nunchucks. Small guards he could handle. Big automated machines were a little more difficult.

Don’s eyes just flicked to Raphael for a moment before going back to his medical supplies. “For what?”

“Getting the kid out. I’m not keeping him around here any longer. Is he stable enough for me to watch over him while you and Mikey deal with his brother?” Raphael explained.

As Don opened his mouth to respond, Lil Mikey snapped out of his daze enough to beat him to it, shoving away from Raphael slightly. “N-no,” he protested with a slight cough. “You can’t-... Donnie doesn’t… do good with… strangers…” he repeated.

Raphael felt his expression soften a little, and he just firmly but carefully held Lil Mikey close. “That’s why I want to send Mr Softie here to talk to him. He’s got a lot more patience than I do, and is way less annoying than Mikey. But not at your expense.”

Raphael’s reasoning made sense, but Lil Mikey was reluctant to leave before Donnie was safe. Before he’d even laid eyes on his brother. So he shook his head again in conscious belligerence.

As Don was peeling open a gauze pack, Raphael opened his mouth to respond, but an abrupt, shuddering shatter of screeching metal peeling away from impact further in the room caused him to cut off before he started. “What was THAT?” Raphael voiced their collective thoughts as he and Don looked over the barrier once more. The wall next to the deadzone Mom April had pointed out was no longer without a connecting entrance. An ugly hole had been smashed through the metal, gasping in an ugly gape near the ceiling and spewing a mixture of gas and smoke as another, smaller figure stepped onto the ridge.

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I wanted to do this one 2 days ago, but ended up getting super chatty with buddies, and then the next day I got a sudden surge of attention that freaked me out a bit and made it hard to focus. X'D hooray for being an anxious introvert.

Also it didn't help that this part was a fight to get out |D Emil's Karma variant of his theme finally helped a lil though.

[mehriigss]

Rottmnt weird drabble/one shot because I have anxiety so Leo has anxiety too.

Based on a headcanon you can find here.

Leo was at the verge of a panic attack. No, he was going into a full anxiety spiral. The best part? He was currently having a family dinner.

Everyone was having fun. Raph was stuffing his face with Mikey's meatballs, April was trying to prevent him from choking, his twin was recording everything with his phone, his father was scolding him for using his phone during a family event, Mikey was still cooking in April's kitchen and Draxum and himself were having a smooth conversation about biology. About literal photosynthesis to be precise. He might hate him but he has to admit Draxum really knew how to get him to talk.

There were oh so many details in every single thing his family was doing right now, but he's brain chose to focus on himself. How selfish.

Draxum was rambling about his favourite photosystem when it hit him. The increased heart rate, the tunnel vision, the distorted hearing, the nausea, the damn choking sensation and that fucking piercing pain in his chest that just won't go away for the rest of the week.

Why did his anxiety have to be such an opportunistis?

He stared at Draxum like he was trying to read his soul out loud. Leo could hear him but he wasn't listening. No words seem to get into his brain but the usual 'you're nothing but your brothers', 'too little too late for redemption', 'you'll never change', 'under that mask is a scared little boy'.

Did Draxum just make him a question? He could tell by Draxum's body language.

"So?" Said Draxum to the turtle that barely registrated anything but the strong static in his ears.

Masking this kind of things was easy for him. He just had to ignore and endure it in equal proportions and play face man. He could do it, he was the face man! The actor! The lier among them! Misleading was his specialty.

He would just put on another layer of paint to his mask and flee forward.

"I'm not sure." Leo said a bit too low but steadily nonetheless.

"Well, if you are not sure, I could suggest a few scientific articles". Draxum replayed, apparently content enough with the poor answer.

Draxum was suddenly silent, already used to Leon's seemingly infinite energy for conversation, waiting for him to say something.

So he said the first thing he could muster, the quickest he could: "I-I'd love to read t-them".

That was clearly not a good plan.

It had begun. The stuttering, because his poor mouth couldn't keep up with his anxious brain. He hated that. He's good hiding his panic in plain sight but his stupid stuttering is something he can't control or cover! He could only go mute and hope he's not asked many questions because of it.

But going mute would be extremely suspicious when he's literally in the middle of a conversation!

"Ok...?"

Ok, Draxum was a bit confused, he could work with that. That is fixable. As long as he can keep a low profile he's good.

But his breathing was getting more and more erratic and being and acuatic turtle didn't actually help keep the need to just breath at bay.

Could he fix this?

'Of course not, you're useless!'

'You're eyes are watering, you big crybaby!'

'Just flee. They're not gonna miss you anyway '

'They're better off without you'

He took a big, deep, audible, shaky breath and surrendered.

"Are you ok, bro?" Mikey, bless his soul, had just entered to room and immediately noticed his struggle, taking over the conversation. "Barry, mind if I steal my brother from you for a sec?"

Mikey did not wait for an official answer, he grabbed Leo by the wrist and forced him out of the room. That, in all honesty, scared the holy shit out of Leonardo. And everybody else.

He felt a little naked now that he wasn't around his whole family, but at least the living room smelled like April. It was a nice smell to focus his mind on.

"Leo... It might not be anything serious- and I hope it isn't! -but..."

"I-I'm hav-ing a p-panic a-attack".

Another shaky breath was all it took for Leo to become a hyperventilating and sobbing mess.

That image just fits too well 😙

[dandylovesturtles]

late night posting but I had a thought that spiraled into mostly Disaster Twins banter and I wanted to write it just because of that

I have no plan I’m just going sorry if it just kinda ends

takes place immediately after the events of Evil League of Mutants

———

Donnie’s in his bunk, doing one last nightly check of all his socials, when the curtain to his room is opened and shut. He doesn’t have to look to know who it is - his other brothers have the decency to knock.

“What do you want, Leo?”

He doesn’t answer right away. Donnie hears the sound of his desk chair rolling over concrete and looks down to see Leo making himself comfortable, reclined back so he can see Donnie without craning his neck.

Great. Donnie returns to his phone and waits for Leo to speak.

“I just can’t stop thinking about what happened today.”

“A lot of things happened today, so you’ll have to be more specific.”

“Uh, about Lou Jitsu being our dad, duh! I mean, it’s crazy!”

“Oh, I know.” Donnie actually grins at that, looking up at his ceiling. “Of all the people it could have been! You know, I’ve sequenced all our DNA, and if I go through the data perhaps I can isolate his badassery in genetic form!” He wiggles in excitement. “Maybe I can even make my own Lou Jitsu clone…”

“Okay, cool it on the mad scientist junk for a second,” says Leo, rudely jerking him out of his tiny Lou Jitsu fantasies. “I’m just saying… he’s our dad.”

“Yes, as we’ve established.”

“I mean, all four of us.”

“Good job, Leo, you are two for two.”

“And that makes us brothers. Like… biologically.”

“Yes, very good. You have a fifth grade understanding of biology, gold star.” He looks away from his phone and down at Leo, and feels a sudden rush of panic. “Aaaand you aaare emotional about this… for some reason.”

“Am not,” argues Leo, even though he clearly is. Leo doesn’t cry much, but sometimes his eyes get all big and shiny like he wants to, and now is one of those times.

Donnie cringes. “Are you sure you don’t want to have… whatever conversation this is with Raph or Mikey?”

“No.” Leo scowls. “They’d be all… weird about it.”

“I’m going to be weird about it!”

“Dee, can you just… listen a sec?”

He knows if he tells Leo no after that, Leo will get up and leave… but he feels bad doing that. No matter what reasoning led him to choose Donnie to hear out these feelings, if Leo gets rejected he’ll never tell anyone and just sulk in his room instead.

So Donnie sighs. “Fiiine. But I’m not sharing any emotions tonight.”

Leo snorts, but after a second he starts talking again. “I just… know it shouldn’t matter, because we’re brothers no matter what. But… I don’t know. I always thought, since we’re different species… But now I know we all have the same dad! And it doesn’t matter, but… doesn’t that make you kinda… happy?”

Leo’s looking at him expectantly, and Donnie mulls it over. Does it make him happy? He’s never thought too much about it before, but maybe there is something nice about sharing that connection.

He already said he’s not talking about feelings, though, and anyway… “I already knew.”

Leo is out of the chair and in his face in a second flat. “What do you mean you already knew?”

“Not that Lou Jitsu is our dad, obviously!” He isn’t intimidated by Leo, but he pulls back anyway so he has more room to properly display his annoyance. “But I sequenced our DNA, remember? And it took some work, because of the highly complex processes involved and the fact that we don’t have DNA that is purely human or turtle-“

“Donnie-“

“-anyway, I isolated our human DNA and found enough similarities to determine there was a 92% chance our human donor was the same person. So I already knew that we are biologically brothers.”

Leo gapes at him. “And you didn’t think to tell us that!?”

“I tried to tell you! I laid all my findings out in a powerpoint, and you said, and I quote, “Donald, it’s been fifteen slides already, if you have any more I’m shoving you in a sewer pipe and leaving you for the rats.””

“Hey, don’t pin this on me! You’re the one who didn’t put the important information up front! Effective scientific communication is critical!”

“The point is that it’s all important, and thus impossible to pare down! So if you could just be patient once and a while, you’d actually learn something!”

“Well maybe I just thought you would tell us something this important straight out!”

Donnie is all geared up to keep fighting him on this, but just like how he can tell when Leo is emotional but trying to hide it, he can tell when Leo is hurt and trying to hide it. Arguing doesn’t feel good when it’s like this.

He backs down with a small shrug of surrender. “I just… didn’t think it was that important. I mean, it’s like you said… We’re brothers no matter who our human donor or donors are.”

The hurt slips off Leo’s face as easily as it came, and he smiles just a little. “Yeah?”

“Yes. And if I’m saying it then it’s obviously right.”

Leo rolls his eyes, but he’s still got that smile so Donnie knows all is forgiven.

Leo decides to extend an olive branch too, apparently, because the next thing he says is, “What would you even do with a Lou Jitsu clone, anyway?”

“I haven’t decided.” He looks at Leo, then sighs and scoots over. “Since you’re here, you can help me brainstorm.”

Leo’s smile turns into a full grin, and he pulls himself up into the bunk. It’s a tight squeeze, but they fit.

[xstarmt]

This post contains 18+, minors do not interacts ôヮô

Tokyo Revengers relationship hcs featuring..

The Invicible Mikey/Manjiro Sano!! (wouhou) ◕3◕

(Toman era, ofc)

Let's start..

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First, I am CONVINCED Manjiro has mommy issues. Prove me wrong.

"You saw that, right? Are you proud of me Y/n?" WHILE POUTINGGG (With those puffy cheeks UGHH)

Clingy, and will NOT be offended if you tell him to get the fuck away for 1 sec

"Mhm. You wish.." While mumbling in your neck⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝

Lazy kisses are his favorite (and you better give them to him or he will go get them himself)

One of his favorite hobbies is to annoy you

Like, he genuinly likes to see your face get annoyed when he acts like a child

(Is that a kink i see? ... well talk about this later)

He feeds you, like he's gonna whine: "Y/nnnn let me feed you you need to eat" with a face like ; :c

He is a FURNACE when he sleeps

And of course he "can't" sleep without cuddling you (it's fake, he's just a big baby)

When he comes back to your house in blood after a fight, he asks you to patch his wounds

And sometimes when he looks at you for too long he can starts crying for no reasons :c

You are the only one he is "submissive" (and you better tell no one the things he is capable to say yes)

SPICY TIMEEE

He whines and whimpers :c (the Sano family all whimper, another time, prove me wrong)

When you just started your relationship, he was top but then you guys started to trust each others more and more and now he is just a little sub ;)

But that's when he is in a good mood because when he is pissed or angry... He prefers to take the leads

Sometimes he just wants to embarrass you and be petty

"O-ouuh Y/n you're dirty" And you just starts to blush while he laughs (it breaks the sexy mood tbh)

Needs reassurance, tell him how much he's good and fuck you well

He cries when he likes it too much(+he blushes like crazy)

"H-hold my hair baby.."

Likes hair pulling but softly, he just likes the feeling of your hands in his hair

LOVESS to see his cum on you, on your boobs, even in you, looking at it coming out of your cunt

Prefers when you ride him, he's just lazy most of the time

Though when he's top he likes to see your face, so missionary for the win

I'm sure this man has one of them duality

When he's sub, he's just a little baby but when he's top, it's like a competition, he HAS to fuck you better than the last time

If not, what kind of top is he doing? :c

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