#ALSO THE DOJO OUTFITS ARE PEAK

[yhwcomeback]

Last post of the year cuz I'll be traveling for new years, I hope everyone has a good holidays :]

[kryptonitejelly]

You already know I was coming for you when I saw that kinktober post…

Fly!boy Jake and reader’s first Halloween married 👀

👀 can’t say I am mad about this, i also struggled with what i wanted to put down for flyboy!jake (because the options ate endless) but here we go.

this is the outfit i had in my mind (cliche but why the hell not) but maybe with smaller wings *for the below purposes* . for the boys - i imagine jake as denim jake, payback and coyote as moko dojo casa house ken (because neither wanted to let it go) rooster as beach ken, fanboy as roller skate ken, bob as cowboy ken (because lewis pullman)

since there was no specific kink, i’ve just ran with it: halloween, costumes, cim, p in v, use of “angel” / “good girl”, a little bit of teeth, slight innocence kink idk?

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“Emma wants to know if you have any preference on house,” Jake calls out to you as he taps away at his phone, the device buzzing incessantly from his sister’s barrage of messages.

“No, I’ll take whatever,” he hears your response float down the hallway from the master bedroom.

“Alright, you’re a Slytherin,” he says again, translating the messages being relayed to him via text into spoken word for you.

“Fine by me,” he hears amusement in your voice. Harry Potter - it was the chosen theme for the family Halloween costumes for the year, courtesy of his nieces and nephews who had recently developed a collective obsession with the books. You and Jake were flying back the next weekend to join the festivities which comprised of a family friend Halloween party hosted by Grandma Doris and the regular neighbourhood trick or treat with his nieces and nephews.

“Will we have wands?” Jake raises his gaze from his phone as he hears you come into view.

“You can have my wand baby,” the line is corny but drops from his lips involuntarily as Jake lets himself take you in, eyes darkening as they rake over your form.

“Too cliché?” You ask, walking towards Jake, brand new white strappy heels purchased for the occasion clicking against the floor of your apartment. You were basically dressed in little to nothing, a pair of figure hugging safety shorts covered by sheer white skirt on your waist, a sparkly bikini top white angel wings strapped onto your shoulders and a halo secured on your head with a hairband. It wasn’t your idea - but with the Dagger squad in town for the night for Annie’s Halloween party and each having been wrangled by Payback into dressing as different versions of Ken, you had been wrangled by Natasha into being the angel half of angel and devil with her.

“No,” is what Jake says as you come to a stop between his knees. He drops his phone only for his hands so slide up the sides of your legs, pushing beneath the sheer material.

“Jake,” you warn, your gaze darting to the clock on the wall.

“Hmm,” he simply hums, hands shifting to the outside of your knees, eyes holding yours.

“We’ll be late,” you caution, only for his palms to move along the back of your thighs.

“Mhm,” he hums again, tone non-committal as he tugs you done gently. His movement has the welcome effect of both your knees planting themselves on either side of Jake. He steadies you by allowing his hands to slide up to your hips as you brace yourself with your palms on his shoulders. You see Jake’s gaze dart down towards the hem of your skirt - your legs straddling him on either side having caused the material which has crinkled to shift up your thighs.

“We need to be out that door in five minutes.”

“I can be fast,” Jake’s hands shift up your body, palms sliding past your rib cage before his fingers hook deftly around the thin straps holding the bikini top up against your body.

“Jake,” you protest again, but your tone falters as he tugs at the strings with a sideward motion, exposing your already peaked nipples.

“Promise,” he says, gaze holding yours as he leans forward to swirl his tongue around a nipple. You make a sound of protest but your hands shift towards the back of his neck, hips sinking down to press yourself against his crotch, a movement which makes him grin almost wickedly as he bites down on your nipple, gentle enough not to cause pain and yet hard enough that it causes a soft moan to fall from your lips.

“You like that angel?“ Jake says, hands shift again, running themselves down your body and beneath your skirt where his fingers make quick work of hooking themselves into the band of your safety shorts only to tug the material downwards

“Yes,” you gasp out as Jake moves a hand between your legs, his fingers pushing past the flimsy white lace you have on.

“I can see that,” he says as he withdraws his hand, holding his index finger, which is glistening with your arousal. Jake raises his hand to your mouth, his finger pushing past your lips easily to let you taste yourself.

“On your feet,” Jake directs you verbally, but his hands are already guiding you off the couch, the safety shorts now dropping to fall around your ankles, constraining your movement.

“Face the windows for me baby.” Jake continues his direction, and you comply, body turning to face the windows that line the side of your apartment - tinted of course, from the outside, Jake had no problem showing you off but this part of you, he had no intents on sharing. It is dark enough outside that you can see yourself reflected in the glass, breasts hanging out of your top, cunt covered just by the sheer white skirt your underwear gone slightly awry, legs pressed together, the tiny pair of shorts pooled around your ankles just above your heels, angel wings still strapped to your back. You can hear the rustle of denim as Jake makes quick work of unbuttoning his jeans.

His hands are on you again in an instant, pulling your underwear to a side, fingers slicking themselves in your arousal while he draws a line along your slit. The contact makes you moan, and you meet Jake’s smirk in your mirrored reflection.

“Don’t see you protesting now,” he teases playfully only for you to grind yourself back onto his hand, an action that makes him growl lowly as he pushes a finger into you, prepping you for the stretch of him.

“You need to be faster,” you manage to say, voice breathy while conscious of the time. Jake leans forward, teeth nipping at your ear lobe, the corner of the set of your wings brushing against the side of his face. He adds another finger and you can feel him scissoring both fingers. Your body adjusts to him easily, and it doesn’t take long for the stretch to become a welcome sensation - something which becomes evident to Jake from the way your hips have started to push back onto his fingers.

“Good girl,” he mutters into your ear as he feels the slightly back and forth motion that your hips have started, “lean forward.”

You feel the loss of Jake’s fingers, but the loss is soon replaced by the length of him, sliding along your slit.

“Jake,” you whine, as he continues - the sensation is both welcome and torturous, having him so close but not yet in you.

“Yes angel?” He asks, almost innocently, his gaze never leaving yours in the reflection.

“Fuck me now,” you say, pushing your hips encouragingly back against him, “please.”

The desperation in your plea is all it takes to crumble the little resolve Jake has around you and you feel as he enters you in one swift motion, the initial burn from the stretch of him rushing through your body as your walls push against him. He gibes you a second to adjust before he begins to thrust, arms wrapping themselves around your body, holding you upright and flush against him. You reach a hand down as your legs move apart slightly to allow your fingers to rub at your own clit, the sensation complimentary to Jake’s actions.

“You look so innocent all in white,” he says into your ear, as he moves a hand up to pinch one of your nipples between his fingers before twisting the pebbled nub, which only causes you to moan wantonly, “but we both know you aren’t.”

“Harder,” you pant out as you arch your back in an attempt to push yourself further into him. The pace of your fingers have picked up, and Jake can feel you tightening around him, it’s quick, but after a year married, Jake has only gotten better at manipulating your body to pleasure.

“You going to cum for me angel?“ His thrusts grown harder, “going to cum all over my cock?”

“Yes,” your reply is barely a word as the pace of your fingers grow erratic. You can feel the coil in your belly tightening.

“Show me,” Jake’s finger finds your nipple, twisting again and it does you in. You cum with a cry, legs shaking as your body convulses against Jake. He grips you tighter, holding you firm against him as his hips continue to thrust, fucking you through your orgasm. He isn’t going to last much longer but is determined to let you ride out your own high before letting himself go to his.

“Want to cum in your mouth angel,” he says and you understand, dropping to your knees. Jake’s preferred place to cum is in you, but you both know it isn’t ideal given the face that you both really should leave soon, and the night ahead which you have. The sight of your does him in, on your knees, looking up at him with doe eyes that are glazed over on bliss from your early orgasm, breasts hanging out, sheer skirt hiked high on your hips, complete with the halo on your head and wings pinned to your back.

Your lips close around him as he cums, sucking gently as you feel the hot liquid on your tongue, as his hips stutter. You let him go with a pop before swallowing while Jake holds your gaze.

“You’re perfect,” he says, hand going down to cup the side of your jaw before helping you to your feet.

[mythgirlimagines]

Firstly, happy belated birthday 🎂🎇🎉🎈 (June 9th; same as Mondo, yes?) and I love your works on this blog. Second, if it's okay with you, could I please have some HC's on what the DR1 kids' (plz include Mukuro, btw) Research Labs would look like if they had them?

Thanks! Yeah, I share my birthday with Mondo! And wow, some of these were harder than I realized. What kind of stuff would actually be in a Lucky Student’s lab?

Makoto Naegi- some luck-based games, a room that’s probably barren of much to trip over in case bad luck strikes, good luck charms like four-leaf clovers. There’s probably a few things he’s moved in there on his own, since there really isn’t much one could associate with luck as a talent.

Kyoko Kirigiri- a very dark room, more modern than Shuichi’s with some research materials such as a laptop with a database. Likely there are police reports like in the library archives for her to study, as well as simulated cases she could solve to hone her talent.

Byakuya Togami- very studious and plush, but with a business-esque feel to it, like a higher-up bank with a waiting area. It’s very well-lit, and official looking enough for him to practice to take over the Togami Corporation.

Toko Fukawa- a comfortable desk in a well-enough lit room with enough paper and pens for her to write with, as well as a collection of all of her books and books she likes to read. In the back, there’s a closet-like area that leads to a smaller room for Syo, in which there are dummies and her trademark scissors.

Yasuhiro Hagakure- a dimly lit room with a fortune-telling station. It’s very comfortable in there, somewhere he likes to hang out a lot. There’s also different kinds of fortune-telling supplies, such as a crystal ball and tarot cards.

Aoi Asahina- her lab is essentially like the pool area in Hope’s Peak, but it also has different equipment like an automatic timer so she can time her laps without having to have another person in the room with her. It’s always a little more hot and humid in there than the other labs.

Sayaka Maizono- her lab has a small stage she can use, along with a microphone and some sound and lighting equipment to practice for her performances. There’s an area for her to get the feel for new outfits she’ll have to wear, as well as an area for an audience. It’s very well-lit in there, and is often kept cooler to prevent her from growing too warm and passing out from overexhaustion.

Mukuro Ikusaba- her lab is more like Maki’s than anything, with an assortment of weapons and targets to practice on. However, she also has books on the art of war and battle tactics, as well as maps depicting many different historic battlefields.

Leon Kuwata- a batting cage along with other equipment to help improve him game, though it mostly goes unused. He doesn’t use his lab much at all, and would rather hijack Sayaka’s lab so he can work on being a rock star. He’s not even completely sure what his lab looks like.

Chihiro Fujisaki- there’s a large computer with multiple different windows so he can work on multiple things at once, kind of like in his official art. There are many different additional things, like flash drives and extension cords, should he need to store or move anything. He loves the chair that he has in there, since it offers a lot of back support.

Mondo Owada- his lab has a nice-sized track for him to ride his motorcycle on, as well as an area for him to fix it up and clean it when it needs to be. It reminds him of his and Daiya’s garage at home.

Kiyotaka Ishimaru- it’s like a principal’s office, almost, with everything ordered and in the exact right spots. There’s a rulebook on the desk, containing all of the school’s rules as well as some that should be observed everywhere. His lab gets a lot of use.

Hifumi Yamada- his lab is chock full of drawing supplies and everything he would need to produce his fan comics, as well as all of his favorite manga volumes and anime seasons. He practically lives in his lab, especially when there’s a con coming up.

Celeste Ludenberg- her lab looks like what she would want her dream castle to look like, almost, but also with games for gambling and a place even for her cat, though he’s not at Hope’s Peak with her. It’s more dimly lit, like Kyoko’s lab, but is nearly as plus as Byakuya’s.

Sakura Ogami- her lab is like Tenko’s dojo, but with equipment that’s more generalized than specifically for aikido. It’s a good size, and reminds her of her family’s dojo. The door is always open for someone who wants to work out with her.

Junko Enoshima- there’s racks upon racks of outfits that fit the current styles, as well as a catwalk-like area. There’s also a vanity for her to apply makeup at, with a little compartment with brain teasers for her analytical side.

[tarochinomochi]

Omfg a male fankid lmao Najirama Chabashira “Heeey-! Heeey-! Hurry up and start, it’s training time!  Besides your stronger than you think! HI-YAH! Najirama Chabashira (那羊 茶柱) is a student in Hope’s Peak Academy Class 93 and graduate of Furinkan Kumon School. Najirama is titled as the Ultimate Karate (超高���級の 「空手」 Super High School Level Karate).  After training his whole with his mom, he never quite practicing and earned a title. Characteristics Gender: Male Height: 162 cm 5’4 Weight: 49 kg 108 lbs Birthday: December 24 Chest size: 74 cm 29” Blood Type: O Age: 15-17 Likes: Dragons Tea Leaves Dislikes: Charcoal Pencils Jellyfish Voice Claim: Natsuki Hanae https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gGzn0DCfRZM Family: Kaito Momota (Birth Father) Unnamed Birth Mother Tenko Chabashira (Adoptive Mother) Ryoga (Pet Lizard) Baby Bear (Pet Dog) Snack (Pet Snake) Charlotte (Pet Pig) Mr. Green Turtle (Pet Turtle) Kaeru (Pet Frog) Kuno (Pet Hermit Crab) Love Interest: Kara Iruma Status: Alive History Early Life Tenko has always wanted a child after seeing Himiko had one, but didn’t want to find a sperm donor or find a man.  She eventually met up with a woman would be having a twins in two months she couldn’t take care of after her man left her.  Little did Tenko know, this man was actually Kaito Momota who left her.  Tenko had promised to take care of both of them with as much love as possible.  Unfortunately she end up dying of childbirth and only one of the twins made it out alive which was Najirama.  Tenko kinda startled and upset from her dying and ending up with a male child, really didn’t want her son.  However, she did want to fulfil her promise which was caring and protecting him like if he was his biological mother and wanted to be the mother she couldn’t by being caring and protective.  She then grew into loving him very much and dropped the whole “hating men” thing just for her son.  Everyday since he was 2 years old, he trained Neo Aikido with his mom, so he won’t become a “Degenerate male”.  He often played with Oniko and considers her a childhood friend.  Tenko also never told him he was adopted and how he’s not really her son but instead lied that his dad left him and her and will never come back.  He also was taught to treat everyone the same and taught to be the Cause of Talent After training Neo Aikido every morning with his mom since the age of two, he gradually became very attached to it.  Growing up he was taught to protect everyone he cared about and work towards his dreams and his dream was to protect everyone, is what many believed caused his talent.  While in reality he was inspired by the anime Ranma ½ and his mom. Name Najirama’s name is a mixture of a minor dojo in Ranma ½, the Naji dojo, and Rama is english pronunciation for Ranma’s name in the english dub.  In fact, all his pets are named after Ranma ½ references, Ryoga was a character with no sense of direction, Baby Bear is the english dub name for a black dog Shampoo show’s everyone, Snack is a reference to a character is Shampoo’s village, Charlotte was the name a character gave Akane’s pig, P-chan, in the anime, Mr. Green Turtle is actually an alligator but is still called a turtle, Kaeru is the name for someone who turned into a frog, and Kuno was the name of a restaurant who served crap in the anime. Appearance Najirama has fairly pale skin, looks a lot less stronger then he really is, and he looks mostly younger than he really is.  His eyes are warm lilac, noticeable thick eyelashes, and fairly longs eyelashes.  His hair is a dark gray, slightly wavy, with bangs that cover half of his left eye but claims he can see perfectly fine, and a large ahoge pointing right. His outfit consist of a grey dress skirt with a red sweater, a pale red tie tied into a bow, and a blue jacket with off white trim. There’s also a bag that’s baby blue and off white with off white gloves.  His lower half is a wrinkled pair of pants, and red and black tennis shoes. His Hope’s Peak Uniform is the normal uniform expect without the sweater and sleeves rolled up. Personality Najirama is an energetic and cheerful person. He wears his emotions and feelings on his sleeves.  He’s extremely childish, he refuses to swear and claims that swearing is a curse used to release demons and devils.  He lacks intelligence and seen as gullible dumb-ass.  Although, all his friends see him as the leader, he views himself as extra meat just meant to protect the others and puts everyone on a huge tall pedestal.  He may be a dunce and extremely gullible, but this doesn’t mean he’s a bad person, he might be the kindest guy out of all his classmates. Talent Ultimate Karate Thanks to his mom teaching him since he was two, and his wish to protect everyone he thankfully received this talent Thank you for taking time out of your day to read about my fanchildren  Feel free to request fankids

[cryptidwizard]

Okay, I got one: Mikey and April doing a slumber party. Shenanigans.

okay so i actually tried writing this a few times when i was without my computer for two months but then completely forgot about it. i’m sorry for the wait and hope it was worth it. fic under the cut! tumblr is fucky and didn’t space it correctly so heres an ao3 link

April lovedher new friends, how could she not? They had saved her life, helped her findher father, taught her to protect herself, trained her as one of their own,befriended her in a time she had felt so alone, and became family to them. Theywere a little strange sure, but they were her’s. Leonardo was like a loveableolder brother, sort of nerdy but a welcome and reassuring presence. Raphael wasan enthusiastic and passionate brother, a little intense but a great sparringpartner. Donatello was smart, a genius even, sure she didn’t return hisfeelings and saw him more as family, but she still cared about him. (Besidesshe was still struggling to deal with her crush on her best friend Irma.)Michelangelo however, she felt closest to. He was fun and like a ray ofsunshine despite the darkness of the sewers. He was talented and the sweetyounger brother you always wanted to have, mischief and pranks aside. So, whenMikey had nervously asked her if she wanted to have a sleepover with him likepeople always did in tv shows he’d watch, she jumped at the chance, grinningwildly. So, Aprilhad told her father she was sleeping over at a friend’s house, loaded down withsome face masks and other fun sleepover supplies (nontoxic to mutant turtles ofcourse, she had done her own research and had asked Donnie to make sure). Sure,she had gone all out but this was Mikey, he was like a baby brother and he hadnever had a human friend or a sleepover. So, it became April’s mission to makethis the best sleepover ever. The turtles had offered to meet her and walk herto the lair, but she insisted she was okay, feeling confident with her weaponof choice the Tessan and a large can of pepper spray. After ashort trip through the sewers she arrived in the abandoned subway station,leaping over the turnstiles. April knew the others already knew she was here,from Donnie’s security cameras no doubt. Her suspicions were confirmed when anexcited shriek of “APRIL!!” sounded the room and she was pulled into anenthusiastic hug. She laughed and returned the hug, jeez she had gotten a lotstronger since training to be a kunoichi but wow the turtles were strong. “Hi Mikey! Are you prepared for your first and best sleepover ever?” She asked,faking a serious tone as her grinning companion released her from his hug trap.“Hell yeah I am!” Mikey shouted, barely containing his excitement.An annoyed “Language.” came from beloved stick in the mud older brother Leofrom the kitchen. April and Mikey exchanged looks, muffling their giggles. “Right sorry, I meant shell yeah I am!” He shouted again. April snorted atMikey’s attempt to recover from cursing. He took her hand and enthusiasticallylead her to his room, she waved to Leo as they passed by the kitchen, havingalready briefed the three brothers and Sensei on her sleepover plans.April letout a low and impressed whistle upon seeing Mikey’s room, he had cleaned up forher, aww. There were no left-over pizza slices or boxes left around! MasterSplinter couldn’t even get Mikey to clean his room, she kind of felt honored. The orange mask clad turtle noticed her expression and grinned, pretty proud ofhimself, “I know right? That’s how hyped I am.” April snickered and pulled outher duffle bag which had been filled to the brim with fun sleepover things todo, sure it was kind of middle school of her but hey Mikey has never done thisbefore, so she was pulling out all the stops. “Okay so I know you like makeup and pretty stuff like that, so I grabbed someof my makeup kits from when I was younger and some stuff Irma left at my house.I also got facemasks and nail polish along with some of those sleepover gamesmy dad got for me to get to know my friends with. Sound good?” She asked,pulling out some of the supplies, sure she wasn’t that into makeup and all thatbut upon seeing the amount of excited emojis Mikey had sent upon hearing shehad stuff like that in the group chat she just had to bring some. Mikey openedhis mouth to ask a question, but April beat him to it, “And yeah everything is mutantturtle safe I already asked Donnie about it, we don’t want your skin gettingfucky again.” Mikey nodded satisfied with the answer, shuddering at the thoughtof his shellacne.He brightened again, “Sounds awesome! Let’s do this!” April grinned and the funbegan. They put on some cheesy movie Mikey had rented, vowing to watch the actionflick that April had brought afterwards. She was now demonstrating how to paintnails on Mikey’s, thankfully since he had less fingers than she did it got donefaster. When April had asked what colors Mikey answered, blue, red, and purple.She arched an eyebrow at him, a smile on her face, it was no wonder why he hadchosen those colors. Mikey grinned, “Okay they’reaesthetically pleasing colors but I also love my dumb brothers.” He retorted,pretending to pout but not bothering to fully mask his smile. April rolled hereyes with a grin and finished up painting his nails. “Whatdya think?” She asked, she wasn’t the best with painting nails, but shehad nail polish remover packed and cleaned up her mistakes. Michelangelo beamed, “Oooh fancy I approve.” He said in a fake haughty tone ofvoice. April snickered and moved on to his toes, “Once they dry you can do mine if youwant.” She offered, Mikey nodded excitedly. After finishing she held out herhand for her friend to paint, trusting him to do a good job since he was themost artistic of the turtles after all. (Besides she would’ve let him do iteven if he couldn’t paint for shit.) “What colordyou want?” He asked. April thought for a moment and shrugged, “Surprise me.” Mikey grinned and gotto work as April turned her attention back towards the movie, assuring Mikeyshe wouldn’t peak. An enthusiastic “Ta-da!” distracted her from the movie, shelooked down at her nails. She smiled softly, her heart effectively warmed. Thecolors Mikey had chosen were blue, red, purple, orange, and yellow. Judgingfrom the turtle’s expression and her regular outfit, yellow represented her. “Y’know cause you’re like an honorary Hamato now…” He said softly, Aprilblinked rapidly, a grin spreading across her face. “I love it.” She said pulling him into a hug.Mikey giggled, “Hey c’mon don’t mess up my nails!” He complained, obviouslyjoking. The girl began to laugh, “You sound like Irma.” Mikey began to paint her toes when his grin became catlike, “Ooh Irma huh? Is she the goth girl you arealways making goo-goo eyes at whenever we were shadowing you to make sure youwere safe from the Kraang?” He asked, a smug tone in his voice as if he alreadyknew the answer. April’s face reddened, and she resisted the instinctive urgeto kick her friend in the face and bolt.“W-what?! No!” She exclaimed, hiding her flushed face with her still dryinghands.Mikey made a pouting noise sounding like a kicked puppy, “C’mon Apriillllllll,you’re a Hamato nowwww you gotta tell me, your sweet innocent baby brother.” Heprotested. April sent a mock glare at him, jeez now she knew why Mikey had hisolder brothers wrapped around his finger.She sighed, “Okay one, pulling the family card like that is cold. Two, you areanything but innocent. Three, stop grinning like that. Four, y-yeah that’s her…She’s so cute Mikey you don’t understand!”He finished painting her toes looking satisfied with his handiwork before leaningin close, “Tell me everything.” He replied, a serious expression on his face,poorly masking his smug grin.After a long-winded explanation of just how pretty Irma’s eyes were and abouthow they met, and Irma’s kissable lips April let out a loud groan. “I’m so gayMikester, I don’t even know my sexuality yet but I’m so gay.”Mikey giggled, bumping her shoulder reassuringly with his, “Don’t worry aboutit, Leo practically has a heart attack every time he sees a cute boy on patroland he still claims he’s straight. You’ll figure it out.” He reassured. April looked up at him from where he was doing her makeup, armed with aneyeshadow brush. “How’d you get so wise?”“I took a bunch of quizzes on BuzzFeed, I’m pan ace. Close your eyes.” Hereplied, she complied and closed her eyes, wrinkling her nose as she felt thepowder tickle her eyelids. After he finished she looked up again, “Huh, cool. I had no idea.” Mikey grinned, posing almost dramatically, added with the fact she had alreadydone his makeup he looked pretty great. “Of course you didn’t, I’m like anonion. I got layers.” He replied, struggling to keep a serious expression onhis face.April groaned loudly, “You did. Not. Just quote Shrek. Mikey no stop laughingI’m gonna pepper spray you.” She said deadpan, both knowing she was joking.Mikey stuck a defiant tongue out at her. He brightened, “Wait I just had two, (2) great ideas. First, you take someselfies and send them to Irma. And second, we water balloon my poorunsuspecting brothers.”April grinned widely, “Let’s do it.”After taking some pictures together and a few of just themselves April sentsome to Irma. They then loaded up on water balloons, Mikey already having abunch prefilled. She didn’t ask why, he was Doctor Prankenstein after all. Theysnuck out into the lair, keeping their feet light with ease given they both hadsome degree of ninja training. Raph was in the dojo practicing getting out someenergy, Donnie was in the lab, Leo was in the kitchen making tea. “Okay, to get away with an assault of this scale all at once we gotta getDonnie first, he might help since you are on my side. Then we gotta get Raphand we have to flip him, he’ll be so impressed he won’t yell. Then we get Leo,he’ll be expecting my attack with big bro instincts so you gotta get him withyours.” Mikey informed just above a whisper, April nodded seriously. They entered the lab, Donnie was working on something by the algae pool. Theduo had entered via the garage entrance rather than the clunky metal door of thelair hoping to not alert Donnie. He didn’t look up, “Oh hey Mikey I’m justcollecting some sampl- “Donatello began to say before being interrupted by awater balloon colliding with his shell, surprising him and sending him tumblinginto the pool. April let out a startled and soft laugh,“Sorry Don, do us a favor and don’t tell?” She asked, pulling him from thepool. Donnie looked bewildered and was dripping wet, he grabbed a towel from adesk, having fallen in the pool before. He opened his mouth as if to complain before catching a glimpse of the pleadingand gleeful look on April’s face before shutting it and sighing, “Okay but onlyif you are getting Raph too.”Mikey grinned wickedly, “Of course.” They slipped into the dojo, Raph was jamming out to some loud rock music withhis earbuds and hadn’t heard them come in. They gave two quick thumbs up toDonnie who was waiting in the living room with an exasperated expression. Mikeynodded to April wordlessly saying it was her turn and she pulled back and flungthe water balloon to Raph’s shell. Before he had time to react they rushedforward and grabbed both of his arms, Mikey’s leg slipping out and trippingRaph’s using the momentum to flip him over both of their shoulders. He lookedup at them stunned, taking out his earbuds. “…Nice shot.” He said surprised.Mikey and April grinned and high-fived.Last was Leo, but he was going to be the most difficult. Mikey had complainedin the past that Leo had some crazy way of telling every time he was going topull a prank, he’d bested him before but never all three of his brothers in onenight. With April’s help he was going down. Leo was sipping his tea, his Space Heroes marathon just ended so now he wasrelaxing. He swore he heard something, he frowned, narrowing his eyes andunconsciously slipped into a defensive stance. A water balloon whizzed towardshim, he dodged narrowly, it splattering on the wall behind him. “Mikeeeeeeey.” He said in his annoying big brother tone. Suddenly a waterballoon came from the ceiling and landed dead center on his plastron. He made asurprised noise as April and Mikey leaped down from the rafters they hadclimbed in order to get the drop on him, both incredibly proud of themselves.“How- how did you?” He began to ask, slightly incredulous and a littleimpressed. “We’ll never tell! Just another shocking attack by the hands of DoctorPrankenstein and Lady Pranksalot!” Mikey yelled loudly, a wide and satisfiedgrin on his face. April giggled, struggling not to burst into laughter. Donnieand Raph filed in, both still damp before pulling out a pizza from the fridgeand placing it in the microwave.Leo sighed, a fondly exasperated look on his face. “Nice job enlisting April inyour plan.” He scanned their smug faces for a second before frowning inconfusion. “Are… Are you both wearing makeup?” He asked.Mikey and April nodded, “Yeah bro makeovers are a huge part of sleepovers, duh.”Mikey replied, stealing a spare slice of pizza that had just been removed fromthe microwave, not caring the cheese slightly burned his fingers.Leo thought for a moment, “Can… Can you do mine?” The Hamatos sans Splinter who retired to bed early were all lounging on thecouch, wearing facemasks having removed their makeup after plenty ofshenanigans. April and Mikey wordlessly fist bumped, satisfied that they haddragged the others into their fun. Raph grumbled, “I can’t believe you both talked me into this.”Donnie who was blowing on his freshly painted nails to dry them looked over athim, rolling his eyes. “Raph please the second Mikey said facemasks youinsisted on trying some out. Your skincare routine is almost as intense as Leo’s.”The turtle in question made an offended noise at the teasing of his skincare.April snickered, normally she dreaded this kind of thing and avoided sleepoverswhenever possible but with the turtles she didn’t mind and if it meant spendingtime with them all aside from missions and training she’d jump at the chance todo it again. She sighed contently, feeling at home in the abandoned subwaystation of all places surrounded by the mutants who had become her family.