#WHATS U P NINJAS

[turtleblogatlast]

Leo getting hit with a truth curse but instead of forcing him to admit to super sad or worrying things it’s things like “it was me who broke the remote” “I saw Mikey prank Donnie and helped hide it because it’s way funnier if he didn’t know who it was” “I rip my clothes to look more like Raph’s because he’s really cool” “my stripes aren’t even red they’re pink!”

[zero-art-or-braincell]

Based on a joke a freinds dad made which translates to "teenage neck neck ninja turtle" (the non Hebrew speakers are suffering)

[coridallasmultipass]

Working on a fic still and laughing at these absolutely absurd conversations Bro and Dave have. But also lmao, Dennis from Game Bro with his broken thumb.

They're so fucking dramatic, and oh my god I just realized this probably makes zero sense at all, out of context. Idk how to convey how hilarious this moment is to me, without the miles of words written beforehand. I just need to laugh about it publically lol.

[woolydemon]

ok I just categorized all the wooly eras

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

yooooo!!! you’re my favorite ethan winters artist i just wanna say that first and foremost, thank you for the wholesome content of my comfort character and father figure 🥹🫶

i’m really curious bc i feel like i see a lot of people against mithan (not me personally, i’m p neutral on them!) but i’m curious to know all your thoughts on them! thoughts on their canon relationship, their fanon portrayal, the backlash against them/mia accusations, and your headcanons? i’m just really interested!!! hopefully that’s not weird :”)

have a good day!! sparkle on!!! ✨💖

i heart mithan... i think that they can be so cute...

i personally hc them t4t and i like to think that the dated in highschool before they both had fully transitioned

mia likes to bake and ethan likes to scrap book and he always likes to take pictures of mias cakes/ baked goods and has a album for them 😭

i am a multishipper so i draw a lot of ethan ships so my girl is left out sometimes and im sorry mia 😔

i actually really like their relationship, its a really complex dynamic that i like to talk about with my friends

i think the issue is that when talking about mithan or mia in general, theres just SO MUCH misinformation that its honestly a pain the butt to talk about

people still think that she was responsible for the creation of eveline, people still think that she experimented on eveline, people still use examples of her attacking ethan as if she did it on her own will instead of being mind controlled

in reality she was just someone who oversaw the transportation of evie. im not excusing her or anything because obviously she knew what she was doing, but people really try to accuse her of doing something she didnt and it bothers me alot lol

the problem with the fandom is that people either try to water her down to girlboss who did nothing wrong and fail to acknowledge the complexity/ moral grayness of her character and the other side is misogynists 😭😭😭😭

its hard to talk about her without people either going "stop trying to villainize her and make her look bad!" or people ACTUALLY villainizing her and acting like heisenberg would have treated him better 😭😭

mithan is such a sad relationship because they loved each other so much and that ended up being the reason their relationship fell apart (sort of... its not like the broke up... ethan kinda just straight up died)

i get a lot a trouble for saying this, but mia is a selfish person.

its not a bad thing! well i mean it is but it doesnt make her some evil witch who is somehow worse than the guy how made a werewolf american ninja warrior. its just a major character flaw she has! which is good! mia being a flawed person who makes mistakes and morally gray decisions make her a more interesting person!

she is selfish in the way that she wants to keep her family with her no matter the cost. even if it means lying to ethan about her job so that he wont think different of her. here is a interrogation from the re7 DLC, which is easy to miss!

she isnt necessarily trying to apologize for the things she has done, she is more of a, "u wont need to forgive me in the first place if we just forget it all and move on"

she doesn't try to redeem herself for what she has done, she tries to move on and return to the normal life that she wants so bad. which is fine! everyone copes a different way and she has to right to move on from her trauma. the problem that lies in this is that she has a shared trauma with ethan who still has no idea what went on in dulvey and still effects him till the present (he is mold! this is a important thing to know! most people would want to know if they were a walking corpse)

she played a direct part in what happened in dulvey, and im not referring to the email, she did not send that. she never wanted ethan to come in the first place. she tried her best to send a video to him, begging him to forget about her because she wanted to protect him, BUT it didnt send.

he got involved because she was involved. its honestly a series of really really unfortunate events.

THOUGH! she did know what she was getting into. im tired of seeing the narrative that mia was innocent and didnt know what was going on or was simply a bystander. she knew what she was doing, she knew eveline was a bioweapon, she knew eveline was a child. she used a MACHINE GUN! she knows how to use weapons and was obviously trained for it.

she tried her best to keep everybody out of the mess, ex: warning the bakers not to take them in, warning ethan not to find her, sacrificing herself for ethan in the later half of re7

but again, those are the consequences of HER actions

her consequences just happen to get really big and end up hitting ethan on the head like a metal sheet 😭

their relationship is really so interesting, it makes me really sad to think about sometimes 😭they both went through something that nobody else would ever understand, in the end they really only have each other. they get moved to an entire different country and the dulvey incident gets covered up with a "gas leak"

its really tragic because their marriage definitely had some flaws and bumps. and i know im repeating myself but its because people always take this in the worst way possible but just because i say their relationship was rocky doesnt mean im saying they dont love each other!!! thats the entire basis of mias character!! saying she doesnt love ethan would destroy her entire character!

you can see in the re8 DLC how fondly ethan talks about mia! he loves her so much, though im not sure if his comments in the DLC are him narrating current (post re8) or his thoughts before everything went down and he died (pre re8)

everything mia did was because she LOVED ethan. she would never do anything to intentionally hurt him, she is not a cruel person. she hides the truth of her job from ethan pre re7 because she loves him and doesnt want her job to drive them apart. she CONTINUES to refuse to tell ethan the truth post re7 because she wants to move on a live a happy normal life with him and knows something like her being directly associated with the connections would probably cause (more) problems. she refuses to tell ethan that he is mold because again, hard to live a happy marriage with your husband after you tell him hes a bioweapon.

obviously i dont think it was right that she did this, thats what makes her selfish! she did it for herself! she did it for her family! she thought it would work out, she thought that they could move on and be happy together.

the issue is that ethan didnt want to forget. he wanted to know what happened, he wanted to know the part mia played, he wanted answers! which is reasonable! he knows to some extent that mia was partially responsible for his involvement and he was always suspcious that mia was lying to him about her job which is implied when mia says "you were right, i did lie to you"

she doesnt learn, she doesnt stop lying, her lies get bigger and worse and it sucks yeah but it makes her so interesting!!! she keeps doing stupid things under the idea that this is whats best for her and her family, that if she hides this everything will work out and it will be for the better but its not!

just because telling your husband hes dead and a bioweapon is a hard subject to bring up doesnt mean you DONT bring it up. people shouldnt use that as a reason to excuse mia 😭, its a very bad excuse and honestly highlights how horrible their communication skills were. you cant just not tell your husband that he is actually infected with the mold and not tell him for the tree years between post re7 and pre re8.

im not saying these things to put mia down, or try and villanize her. these are all just actual things her character does! she isnt evil, but she isnt a knight in shining armor either. we need to be able to have talks about complex characters without crying everytime someone points out a flaw. characters have flaws! and mia just happens to have a lot of them!

im not mad at her, i dont dislike her because i think this way of her. shes a fictional character! you can like characters that are morally gray, or villains that drink blood and make corpse soldiers. they are fictional! pointing out the flaws of a character does not mean i dont like them.

i wouldnt call her "the real villain of re8" but i wouldnt treat her like a damsel in distress either. she is a competent person, she knows what shes doing, she has her reasons for doing them. she made bad descions with good intentions behind them! they can coexist and we should let them!

i like mithan! its a complex relationship because they both love each other so much but hurt each other in the process

talking about them is just a pain in the butt because talking about mia is a pain in the butt lol

i really hate how she keeps getting sidelined, its super frustrating to see mia get put in a cage in every game 😭

its even more frustrating that mia straight up just disappears???? in the shadows of rose DLC... like she just stops taking care of rose and theres nothing said about it. no reason or explanation. i dont think mia would ever ditch rosemary because she didnt care about her, but we probably will never know because capcom sucks at writing and they probably forgot the mia ever even existed.

all in all, i think the fandom is really just full of misinformation which make people either think mia is some horrible evil person, or its full of people who think that saying mia messed up is the equivalent of comparing her to wesker lol.

i really love mia, shes a incredibly fun and complex character, its just hard to enjoy her sometimes with the people in the fandom haha.

also ive got no idea what u meant by "the backlash against them/mia accusations" so sorry if i didnt answer that!

thank u for the ask! sorry for the long response!

[kaisfruit]

Hello love! I love your posts so much and I was wondering if I could request a Cole smut one shot? I mean, I saw your head canons and you said you could go on for longer, girl please do!??

Starved | Cole x Fem!Reader

A/N; I DONT KNOW U TWO, BUT U TWO ANONS MWAH !!! I LOVE U GUYS! i wanted to go so in depth w cole cuz i am unbelievably attrracted to that man i aint afraid to admit it. also, neither of yall specified BUT! im going w fem!reader since u both came from the fem!reader hcs <3

warnings; nsfw under the cut <3, cunnilingus, size kink, pussy drunk cole, unprotected p in v (pls wrap it b4 u tap it yall), probably some typos/grammar mistakes cuz i am way too scared to ask anyone to read this beforehand, and uhh i think that's it!

word count; 4.4k (i may have gotten a bit carried away im sorry yall)

Dinner was a favorite time amongst the ninja. It was time to unwind, to have fun, and enjoy each other's company. You had been chatting idly to Lloyd, who sat to your right, for a majority of the time. He was a bit quieter compared to some of the others (full shade to Jay, Kai, Cole, and Nya) and it seemed as if the mundane practice of just a normal conversation was a great relaxer for the green ninja, so he was definitely one of your preferred dinner companions. That didn’t mean there wasn’t chaos going on around you guys. Jay, who was to your left, seemed to be in a full shouting argument with Kai who sat directly across from the blue ninja. The topic of their angry musings was unknown to you, but Lloyd kept making commentary on it every now and again which you would happily add onto.

Across from you sat Cole, then to his left was Nya, and the head of the table was occupied by Zane while opposite him on the other end sat Pixal. Zane seemed content to exist in the company of all of you, only chiming in when he felt like it was needed, but he and Nya were definitely whispering jokes to each other every now again between bites of their food. Pixal, you noticed, was actually jokingly joining in on Kai and Jay’s argument. She would add in one point that was completely absurd and it would cause the other two to blow up again. That robot could be devious when she really wanted to be.

Then there was Cole. You were surprised that he wasn’t also a part of the argument, but you suppose the topic of…maybe devil worship? You weren’t sure, but still, whatever it was didn’t seem to interest the earth ninja. To be fair, you knew the other was prone to getting entranced into whatever he was eating at the moment and Zane had done wonderfully with tonight’s dinner (as he always did) so it was understandable really. 

“And, yeah, I don’t know. I just don’t really understand why I’ve always got to be doing something.” Lloyd finished his story up and you nodded along, having listened intently the entire time. 

“I don’t know either man,” you shrugged as you took a sip of your water, “your shit is always getting rocked one way or another.” That caused a slight snort of amusement to exit the green ninja. “I mean, I would’ve already changed my government name and gone into hiding if I were in your shoes.”

Lloyd let out a sigh. “That’s the dream. I don’t know if I could do all of that. Couldn’t leave you guys behind at all. That’d suck big time. Ninjago should just get its shit together so we can have some slice of life anime lives.” You nodded enthusiastically at that idea.

“Ooo yeah. And then we could have like fun drama like…what outfit am I going to wear tomorrow or oh no my hair is so bad!” 

“Yes! You’re getting it.” Lloyd grinned. “I think I should get a cat.” His mind wandered constantly, so you were only slightly jarred by the sudden conversation change. “I’ve heard that their purrs do some sort of healing and I could for sure use some of that.”

“I think we’d all like having a cat around.” You added on. “They’re sort of independent, so it would be a good pet for our lifestyle.”

Lloyd was about to respond to you, y’know how conversations work, when all of a sudden Jay slammed his palms onto the table as the “argument” had escalated. It caused the table to shake and before you could stop it your water glass had fallen down and drenched your shirt. You let out a loud gasp which quickly caught the attention of everyone.

“Oh my God, [name], I’m so sorry!” Jay began profusely apologizing, scrambling about the table to find some napkins. Kai was howling with laughter just happy to not be the one who fucked something up. Lloyd was a bit in shock, Zane and Nya had both gotten up to grab some towels from the kitchen with Pixal not far behind, and Cole seemed to be frozen. You were too caught up in the water seeping through your clothes to notice, but the ninja sat opposite you seemed to have his eyes locked onto you, his body tense.

“Jay, it’s fine.” You quickly reassured as you stood up, Cole’s eyes following the movement carefully, “I’ll just go get changed. It’s no big deal.” You tried giving the blue ninja a comforting smile, but you could tell the guilt was already eating him alive and it’d be hard to get him out of that state for a while. You’d try again later, you decided.

Letting those who had left to the kitchen know where you were going, you made your way to your room with your arms held awkwardly in the air so that the weird feeling of the wet fabric wouldn’t be sticking to your skin too bad. Before you could forget, you made a quick stop by the bathroom in order to grab a towel from the cabinet.

Finally having made it to your room, you were quick to tug your shirt off and throw it somewhere on the floor. A sigh of relief left your lips as you began to dry off your top half with the previously acquired towel. With a frown, you removed your bra as well since the water had made it to that garment too and once you were sure your skin felt dry you dropped the towel onto your bed and you made your way to your closet.

You were bent over getting into your dresser looking for a new bra when you heard a knock on the door.

“Who is it?” You called over your shoulder, still digging around in the dresser. 

“Uhhh Cole! Is it okay if I come in?”

“I’m sort of changing right now!”

“I won’t look!”

You huffed out a laugh at that. It was sort of indecent to let him in when you were like that, but he did promise not to look. But what if he did? That thought caused your cheeks to heat up a bit. To be completely honest, you were almost entirely head over heels for the earth ninja. The only reason you didn’t choose to spend every dinner chatting to him is because you knew part of you would slip up and embarrass yourself in one way or another. Not to say he didn’t do his fair share of embarrassing himself, but you found that endearing. He’d probably think you were weird and off putting if you were to just slip up randomly. 

“Fiiinneeee!” You agreed against your better judgment. “No peeking!”

You could hear a chuckle rumble from the man as the faint sound of the door clicking open hit your ears. Chancing a glance behind you, you smiled fondly at the sight of Cole with his hands over his eyes as he shut the door behind him. He stood completely still after that too scared to make his way to a place to sit with him completely blind like that.

“Soooo, what’s up?” You finally asked, trying to not get irritated at the fact that you couldn’t seem to find another bra in your dresser.

“I just wanted to check in on you.” Cole answered, his voice strained. “I’ll gladly beat Jay up for you. Swear.” That had you giggling.

“You’d beat Jay up over anything.” You rolled your eyes. “You’re just looking for an excuse to.”

“Nuh uh.”

“You can take a seat, y’know.” You changed the topic, about damn near close to giving up and just going braless (you wouldn’t actually. It sounded comfortable, but you didn’t want to expose yourself like that.)

Cole cleared his throat slightly. “No way! I’d totally bump into like a shelf or something!! All of your shit would be broken and then I’d have to beat myself up after beating up Jay!”

Another laugh escaped you at that. Was all of it made funnier by the fact that it was Cole? Maybe. Afterwards, you went silent as your mind began racing. This could be your chance? Would he think it’s weird?

“Hey, I,” you bit your lip in a pause, “I don’t mind if you open your eyes…” You finally spoke, getting ready to just laugh it off like it was just a joke. What a prankster you are!

Cole seemed to go oddly silent after you said that and you were sweating bullets. The tension that filled the room was suffocating. Quickly, you snapped up with your back still to Cole. That action was followed by the sound of footsteps almost as if the other ninja had begun walking closer.

You were about ready to apologize profusely when Cole’s low voice broke the silence, “can I ask you something, [name]?”

“Anything…” You murmured, still facing the other way.

“Can I…” There was a pause, an eerily similar pause to the one you had earlier. He was hesitant as he seemed to be fighting some inner battle.

Without thinking, you quickly turned around not caring about your current topless situation and you pulled Cole down in order to plant a fierce kiss to his lips. You were about to apologize for your impulsivity and how you should’ve asked first and not assumed, but Cole’s hands came to rest on your waist and he let out a low groan as he melted into the kiss.

You weren’t small by any means, but it was making your knees weak at the feeling of his hands just absolutely dwarfing your waist. Those hands pulled you closer to where your chest was pressed against him and the feeling of the bulge in his pants against your hips caused you to gasp which he took advantage of and slipped his tongue into your mouth. You let out a small whine at the action, but quickly reciprocated even if you let him have control of the kiss.

Eventually, the need for air arose and you reluctantly parted with him, a string of saliva connecting the two of you. His eyes searched yours, as if something in your gaze held the answer to every question he had ever asked, as his hands slowly wandered to the area beneath your ass. After a bit of panting between the two of you, the kiss quickly resumed and he lifted you up easily causing your stomach to do flips. You wrapped both of your legs around his back and took appreciation in the new angle as it was much easier than having him lean down as much as he was.

The kiss broke as his lips began trailing downward. A shiver ran down your spine at the sensation of his lips on your neck and your breath hitched as he lightly nipped and sucked at the skin there.

“You’re gorgeous…” He breathed against your neck.

Between your harsh intakes of breath, you eventually got out, “Cole, I need you.” Which caused another low groan to escape him.

“You don’t know how many times I’ve thought about hearing that come from your lips.” Cole had begun walking over to your bed and gently sat you down atop it as he crawled on top of you. He had barely even done anything, but you already felt like your brain was turning into mush. The sight of his body hovering over yours is something you’ve only ever dreamed about and you subconsciously rubbed your thighs together. That movement caught his attention, but he had to pace himself. Make sure everything was alright with you. You were operating at hyperspeed, however, and began reaching to the hem of his shirt. That didn’t go unnoticed by him either and he was quick to yank the material up and over his head. He flung the shirt onto the floor of your room as you laid there, stunned, at the sight of his body.

Cole was, well you knew he was big, but he was beefy. Clearly, he was muscular, but he had some chubbiness going for him as well and, God, you don’t know if you’ve ever needed anyone more. He was perfect. You started to sit up so that you could absolutely just feel him up, but he didn’t let you get up. Instead, he ran his hands down your stomach towards your shorts. You looked at him confused and he just leaned in close, his breath fanning across your ear.

“I want to make this about you.” His hands had successfully unbuttoned and zipped down your shorts. “Call me selfish, but I need to make you feel good. What kind of man would I be if I didn’t treat you like the finest piece of cake in the damn bakery?” To many, that’d be a cause for laughter, but knowing Cole, that meant everything. He slowly pulled away from your ear and you couldn’t help but look at him with the purest look of adoration after that. Even in a situation as intimate as this, he still managed to get the butterflies in your stomach to go haywire.

Cole slowly slid your shorts down your legs and off of your body. They probably ended up somewhere near where his shirt did. His eyes were transfixed at the wet spot that had formed on your underwear and he found himself subconsciously licking his lips. You, on the other hand, were staring at him with anticipation wondering what his next move would be. Gingerly, his hands came to rest on your waist and you shivered. His thumbs hooked into the last garment you had on, but he paused to look up at you. His eyes were searching yours once more.

“Is this okay?” He finally asked, his voice soft. Your enthusiastic nod put him into action and he quickly slid your panties off of your legs.

Cole could’ve sworn he was fucking salivating at the sight of your core fully exposed to him. He placed his hands underneath your knees and used that position to spread your legs open for ease of access. Knowing he still had his pants on, you were curious to what his current plan was until your eyes widened as you watched his head lower to rest between your thighs. Your face was flushed red and you could feel yourself trembling slightly. What he was about to do was just so…intimate? It felt more like a once the relationship has officially started activity, but it seems he wasn’t even kidding when he said he’d treat you like cake. Was he trying to ruin you for anyone else? (As if you’d want anyone else.)

The breath was knocked out of you as he took one small lick of you. You could’ve sworn you heard a noise escape him as well, but you weren’t given time to even think as he instantly dove back in. He had started eating you out like a man starved. His tongue moved along your pussy masterfully, making careful movements along your clit which caused punctuated whines to escape your mouth. You couldn’t help but reach a hand down to rest on the back of his head which he seemed to enjoy. Cole then made his tongue flatten out in order to lap up as much of your juices as possible. As if this wasn’t enough to get his fill, his tongue finally plunged into your hole and a gasp left your lips that slowly morphed into a low moan. This man was eating you up and you’re pretty sure your mind was completely gone by this point. What was your name? Who cares? Cole was giving you pleasure you had never experienced before and that’s literally all that mattered at this point. If your head wasn’t so far up in the clouds, you probably would’ve noticed that Cole was grinding up against the bed as he ate you out. 

Your grip tightened in Cole’s hair and a moan left his lips which seemed to vibrate along your cunt. 

“C-Cole–” His name was but a mere whimper along your lips and it only encouraged him to move his mouth against you faster. You felt the knot in your stomach twist up as your peak approached. You were practically grinding up against his tongue which Cole enjoyed immensely. He could not get enough and it rewarded him as you practically exploded all over his tongue. He was licking up as much of your climax as he could as you were still shaking in post-orgasmic bliss. Your vision felt blurry at the continued stimulation that carried you down from your high and you were faintly aware of the moans and whimpers making their way out of your throat.

Honestly, you had expected him to stop, but even one orgasm wasn’t enough to satisfy him. Cole was still lost in the taste of your pussy. You felt a bit of pain flare up at the overstimulation and you were trying to gently pull at his hair.

“Cole,” you whimpered, “h…hurts.” That fell on deaf ears as he just continued on. You thought he hadn’t heard you, but a shit eating look was sent your way and you knew he was trying to work you up. 

“Just one more.” He growled along your folds as he moved up to suck on your clit which caused a jolt to travel through your body. It seems as if he had enough of your trembles as his arms came up to rest on your thighs. The position still keeping your legs spread, but his strength kept your lower half still as he continued his ‘feast’. Your moans and whines had definitely picked up in pace at this moment as the pain began to border on pleasure.

Your second orgasm came much faster.

He licked it up just as enthusiastically as he did the first time. You think he probably would’ve tried to keep going for a third time if you didn’t forcefully pull him up this time. There was a sheen of your slick that shined around Cole’s mouth and you looked away slightly in embarrassment. Cole, meanwhile, was licking around his mouth trying to get whatever he had missed. 

Your chest rose and fell rapidly as you attempted to catch your breath after all of that. The shifting of Cole’s body was what finally caught your attention. The ninja was moving himself from above your body to your side and it looked as if he was moving to lay down next to you. All signs of lethargy left your body as you quickly sat up and rested a hand on his chest. Cole stared at you with a tilt of his head, the confusion bubbling within him evident.

“What about you?” You asked, still breathing a bit heavy.

“What about me?” Cole replied a bit dumbly.

“You know…” You muttered, a tad bit embarrassed, but you rested a hand over his painfully hard bulge in his pants. The feeling caused him to shiver and he looked down, realization dawning on him.

“Oh, it’s okay.” He said, picking your hand up and removing it from his crotch. “I said I just wanted to take care of you, right?”

“Yeah you did,” you started, “but I said I need you, didn’t I?” Cole nodded slowly, but a small frown was still on his face.

“Aren’t you tired?”

A sigh left your mouth. “A little, BUT.” You emphasized, noticing how he had opened his mouth to speak after you said that. “God damnit Cole. No way am I going to finally get you into my bed just to have you not dick me down. I don’t care how sensitive I am, I need you to fuck me.” You could barely believe what you had just said, but it got the job done. Albeit a bit slowly.

“...Are you sure? I don’t wanna hurt you…”

“I have never been more fucking sure in my life.”

Seeing as he wasn’t moving, you lunged over to him to begin slipping his basketball shorts down. Noticing your haste, Cole finally started taking initiative. If it’s what you wanted then he just had to give it. With a better method, Cole slipped off his shorts and boxers off together in one swift motion. And, boy, did he not disappoint. EVERY part of him was big, you had just found out. Saliva pooled up in your mouth at the sight of his cock as you couldn’t take your size off of it. If you weren’t so needy, you probably would’ve taken him into your mouth right then and there, but Cole already had a hand on your shoulder forcing you to lay back down as he positioned himself right above you again.

Your pussy was definitely still slick from the mix of your own arousal and Cole’s saliva and he ran a finger between your folds before shoving it into you. His tongue hadn’t been as thick as his finger, but it still wasn’t much to adjust to. The second finger proved to be more filling and your breath was once again escaping in huffs. 

It took a bit until Cole had either thought you ready or just gotten impatient, but he pulled his fingers out of you and lined his dick up with your entrance. A pause. You were about ready to complain until the breath was taken swiftly from your lungs as he slowly pushed in. As he slid in further and further, the more your breaths turned into short moans. It felt as if he filled absolutely every part of you and it was addicting. The stretch hurt, but it was so deliciously overpowered by the pleasure of him finally being inside you. Though, Cole still didn’t even attempt to move until you gave him the go ahead.

From there, he started at a slow but deep pace. It was a sensual experience. Above you, Cole was letting out little huffs and groans at the feeling of your walls around his member. He could explode right then and there if he wanted to. But, he continued at this pace of almost completely removing himself from your hole before pushing balls deep back in. It was excruciating.

“F..fa…faster.” You panted at him. And who would he be if he denied you this request?

The sound of skin slapping skin echoed around the room as Cole slowly began picking up the pace. His hips were pistoning in and out of you at a rapid pace, and you think you finally understood the phrasing of “being fucked stupid.”

Every push in had you moaning loudly. It was either moans or a broken moan of Cole’s name which made him go in a bit harder every time you did that. His head hung low until it was resting in the crook of your neck. The groans and low moans that were leaving the man only turned you on more and you about screamed his name when he bit into your neck. There were no thoughts of anyone here at the monastery hearing you two, as far as you cared, you and Cole were the only people in Ninjago at this point. All of your senses seemed to be completely filled by the man anyways.

The feeling of his licking, sucking, and biting along your neck combined with his rough abuse of your pussy brought you close to your third climax of the night which might be a record for you.

“C-Cole, I’m-I’m close.” You whined, your voice barely audible over the sound of him fucking you.

“God, me too.” He moaned against your neck. Cole was determined to not let go until you had, so he reached a hand down to start playing with your clit as he continued fucking into you. That absolutely sent you over the edge and you screamed as you came all over Cole’s cock. He continued thrusting into you throughout your orgasm which only made it feel that much better. His hips began stuttering in their movements and he was quick to pull himself out of the vice grip your pussy had on him. Cole wrapped a hand around his cock and jerked himself off the rest of the way until his cum started landing on your stomach. He let out tiny grunts as he fucked into his hand a bit before letting go.

You made sure he was looking at you when you scooped up some of his release and licked it off your fingers. He really had to save that image for the next time he masterbated.

Before he even allowed himself to lay down next to you, Cole carefully got up and reached for the towel you had used earlier to dry yourself off and used it to wipe his release off of your stomach, a small ‘sorry’ leaving his mouth as he did so. He was cute. 

Finally, his body dropped harshly at your side and you giggled tiredly at him. Cole rolled over to look at you and you held your arms open, a silent question for him to come cuddle you. 

His strong arms wrapped around your body and you rested your head on his chest, listening to his calming heartbeat. Cole found where your covers started and threw them over the both of you which only made you snuggle in even closer to him.

You two sat there in silence for so long, just catching your breaths, that you nearly fell asleep.

“Hey, [name].” You startled at the sound of his voice. A non-committal ‘hm?’ is what you hummed in response and he just rested his nose on the top of your head in your hair. “Do you want to go on a date with me?”

A content sigh left your lips and you sleepily looked up, causing him to remove his head from its place. “Of course, Cole.” One of your hands slipped out from under the covers and cradled one of his cheeks. You leaned up and placed a gentle kiss on the other cheek. 

“Now, let’s get some sleep. We can talk about the details later.” You said through a yawn and he just smiled at you fondly. You both returned to your previous positions and slowly drifted off, and for once, neither of you felt fear or dread for what was to come in the future.

[st4rymoon]

hi i have an idea 😋

can u do a fic where Steven and the reader are in a friend-with-benefits situation but she doesn’t know he’s a superhero so while she was reading fanfics on her new celebrity, the new white suit vigilante Steven saw her screen and had an idea to make her feel good 🤸

This was so fun to write HEHEHE😽 I have a feeling the suit would give Steven a boost of confidence… I see him getting more daring and touchy than usual. He just feels like he has a stronger power over you than usual 🙊

☾˚⋆𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝘩𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑡

✶ 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵: After joking about how you think the white masked vigilante could kiss you better than he could, Steven decides to put it to the test.

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: p in v, brattish reader, unprotected sex, creampie, language, sex! in Mr. Knights suit xx, dumbification on both sides, soft dom steven, friends with benifits, very slight choking

"I wonder if he's cute." You smiled as the photos of a new vigilante flooded your feed. A white suit with moon-embroidered accents that was well-fitted on the stranger fighting off some robbers.

Steven sat beside you as you talked about how you'd bet money the man behind the suit was handsome. Unbeknownst to you, the man under the suit was, in fact, attractive and sitting right next to you.

Steven managed to keep under the radar from cameras and news outlets, but sooner or later, he knew he'd be caught when fighting crime. "And if he is cute, what then?" Steven curiously asked.

"Might have to kiss him, ya know, for keep us safe and all," you wink as you stand beside him. His eyes trailed with your form as you packed up your belongings. "You think he'd kiss better than me?" Steven asked with a teasing pout as he stood up and wrapped his arms around your waist.

His lips softly kissed down your neck and onto your shoulders as you tried to ignore the hard-on pressing against your ass. "Maybe, might even fuck me better," you teased. Steven scoffed at your words; he knew you were trying to poke his buttons, and it worked. Even when the man you were talking about was him.

"We'll just have to see about that, huh?" he smiled as you pulled away from him with an eye roll.

A few days later, you again ended up at Steven's flat. Waiting for him to return from whatever shenanigans he was up to today. You decided to kill some time and go on your phone, scrolling through your Tumblr as you came across a new writer appearing on your feed. Moonknight smut.

Moonknight? Is this the name of the new sexy superhero? You squealed as you turned onto your stomach and got lost in the reading. The story pulled you to the point that you didn't even hear Steven walk into the flat.

He tip-toed quietly to you and took a look at your screen. He followed along as you read without you noticing his ninja-like movements. Steven chuckled at the filthy words you read, deciding it was a good idea to announce himself as he summoned his suit.

You jumped as you heard a loud noise from behind you. "I've been told you're quite fond of my suit," you heard from the suited figure before you.

Your mouth dropped at the familiar voice. "S-Steven?" you gasped as you stood from the bed. "I'm not sure who Steven is, love. Whoever this fella is, do you think he'd kiss you better than I could?" With that sentence, you knew it was Steven.

"I'm not sure, Mr. white suit. Wouldn't I have to try it before making rash judgments?" you cooed as you walked up to Steven and ran your fingers up his chest. "I think you're right." the glowing eyes from his mask scrunched as he smiled.

Your eyes lit up as Steven's mask disappeared, putting you face-to-face with the handsome superhero. "Told you he'd be sexy," You teased as Steven's Hands trailed down your hips. You smiled as you took in Stevens's soft features. His soft lips curled into a smile as you traced his cheekbone with your thumb.

"And very handsome." you purred as you yanked him down for a kiss. The sound of your lips smashing against each other as you lapped at each other's mouths was intoxicating for Steven. He squirmed in his uncomfortable suit as his trousers grew tight. "In the suit, fuck me in the suit," you gasped as your nails dug into his forearms.

"Why else would I have this on?" he smiled, yanking your shorts down swiftly and the time it took Steven to unzip his pants was impressive, to say the least. "Look at me, darling, look at me," Steven hummed as he moved a pillow behind your back, arching you up perfectly.

"Does he kiss better, mmhm?" Steven teased as he bit down your neck, his hands moving to the back of your thighs and spreading you wide. "Yeah, and he'll fuck me better, too" You brattly replied.

"Acting like a brat, honey? Why? Does the suit make you want to talk back?" Steven hissed as he rubbed his leaking tip between your folds. “You can keep the attitude up darling, I don’t mind” he cooed.

"Mhm" you moaned as you watched his hips roll with each thrust. His thick tip rubbed against your clit ever so slight, purposefully teasing and riling you up.

Your eyes lit up as you watched Stevens's eyes roll into the back of his head as he pushed into you. You could see the veins in his neck bulge as he sunk deeper into your sticky cunt. "Feel's so fuc- ahh" Steven cried out as he thrusted into you.

Stevens's calloused hands groped you hungrily, his nails sinking into your plush thighs in desperation. Embarrassment filled Steven as a loud moan left his lips. Your cunt pulsing around him had him drunk. You smiled dumbly as you watched Steven's white mask appear in an attempt to save himself from embarrassment.

His glowing eyes stared down at you with a pathetic furrow "God love you always f—feel so good," he huffed as you clawed at his sleeves. You brainlessly bounced along with his deep thrusts as his hands gripped his bookshelves.

"Stev- stevenn," You sobbed as he threw your legs over his shoulders. Your content moans filled stevens ears as his public bone rubbed against your swollen clit. "Feels good, doesn't it love? Getting fucked by the guy who keeps you safe?" He chuckled shakily.

It was true, and you loved it, loved knowing the man who could pull multiple orgasms out of you was the man behind the white masked vigilante. "Pl- wanna see your face plea-" You sobbed as Steven's arms cradled your head for a better position.

You could feel him hitting the deepest spots inside you, and the moment his hand wrapped around your throat, your eyes rolled back into your skull. Steven's mask disappeared, and you were met with his puppy dog eyes admiring you as a desperate moan left your lips.

Steven couldn't help but smile as he watched you come undone on his dick, your white pearly slick making the sex all the louder. He could feel you pulsing around him in a way that had his saliva dribbling down his lips. "oh my g- bloody hell" Steven's guttural moan filled your ears as he collapsed on top of you.

You could feel your slick dripping down your thighs as Steven fucked his messy loads back into your cunt while you clung onto him for dear life. One last moan left Steven as you squealed in pleasure.

Steven's hands carefully lowered your legs and pulled out with a hiss. His suit was off in seconds, and you were flushed against his chest. You both bathed in each other's warmth before Steven ran a hand down your head "Surprise" he cockily chuckled as you sighed.

“Superhero vigilante is definitely a turn-on." You smiled.

[lit3rallyll0yd]

dating the ninja: series (headcanons) | lloyd garmadon , jay walker x reader<3 ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

a/n: theres a word limit, and i dont have enough space to add all the ninjas in one whole post, so we're doing this in parts of two. hence; series! part one will be lloyd and jay :) also this is mostly my old writing, words may not be spelled correctly.

warnings: none really, more like i cant remember lol

just enjoy (╥﹏╥)

 · It took him so long to consider liking you. He's been through so much, especially after Harumi, he's scared to fall in love again. 

 · But he's been with you, even before Harumi and he knows you're not a bad person. He just has some trust issues her's trying t deal with. 

 · Harumi kinda broke him :/

 · After considering his crush on you, it was Jay and Kai's mission to make him confess to you. Nya was with you on the other end. You told her you liked Lloyd for while and she had the biggest, dorkiest smile on her face as she squealed and hugged you. 

 · When Jay confessed to her, she was speechless, she can only imagine the pain you feel not being able to tell the person you liked them. 

 · Confessing to you was the hardest thing he's ever had to do. He would stammer on his words, make weird Lloyd noises like groans or whines when he messed up on a simple sentence, and his face would be as red as a tomato. 

 · You felt stunned when Lloyd stood in front of you waiting for a response. You would say nothing but give him a hug and said 'I love you too, Lloyd.' and he had tears of joy falling from his eyes.

 · Nya, Kai, and Jay would be in the back hiding, spying on the too. When they say them hug and kiss each other on the lips, Jay jumped out a screamed "LET'S GOO!!" 

 · Durning the relationship, Lloyd would be the sweetest boyfriend even though he has no clue what he's doing. He wants to give you the world, but has no idea how to do that. 

 · He's also not the best with PDA. He's never received much as a kid, so he gets a bit jumpy when someone hugs him by surprise or when he holds someone for a certain amount of time.

 · Comic store dates>>>

 · He has no idea how to plan a date, so he normally asks if you want to go to the comic book store with him and you'll go from there.

 · One time a date ended with you both getting ice cream and taking a walk around the beach docks. Wanting to take a peaceful selfie of you and him and a sudden seagull came and snatched his ice cream right out of his cone, hitting him in the face.

 · You now have a photo of a burry Lloyd losing a fight to a seagull while your in the back scared but laughing at the same time. 

 · You taught Lloyd how to ride a bike. When he was still younger you noticed how little he knew about riding a bike, so when he grew you were able to show him and he got a little bit embarrassed when the guys found out.

 · When you both sleep, Lloyd's normally the first to wake up but he's  g r u m p y !!! 

 · He wakes up because of training and because of that he's kinda forgotten how to sleep in in the mornings. Hence why's he's so tired in the mornings and sometimes afternoons? 

 · He's also nervous to cuddle you while you sleep, but it's cute when they guys catch him snuggling into him like a cat in the mornings. He tends to cuddle into you during your and his sleep, it's so cute to catch. 

 · Did I mention he's a cat person? Lol

 · Run your fingers through his hair, tell him he's worth it, just make him feel proud of himself and he'll be wrapped around your finger just like that.

 · He's willing to do anything for you, do the same for him!

 · Non-stop kisses. Whenever he sees you you better be ready to be bombarded by kisses to the lips, cheeks, nose, and even forehead from the Lightning Ninja!

 · He likes to sneak up behind you and give you surprise kisses on the cheek. He loves seeing the way you jump forward when he scares you and when he sees that blush that forms on your face? He's gonna 'awe' at it and poke your cheek.

 · He was the first one to confess to you. It was actually not planned out even though he did plan it out with the help from Kai and Cole, but of course, it backfired during a 'date' Kai and Cole made up for the two of you.

 · He ended up blurbing it out all in one breath-

  · "Y/NITHINKYOURTHEMOSTAMAZINGPERSONINTHEWORLDANDIDONTKNOWWHATIWOULDOIFINNEVERMETYOU!YOURTHEBESTPERSONIHAVEEVERMETANDIWANTEDTOTELLYOUILOVEDYOUFORSOLONGBUTIDIDN'TKNOWIFYOUFELTTHESAMEFORME!SOIUNDERSTANDIFYOU-"

 · You shut him by placing a gentle kiss on his lips, pulling away, and giving him the sweetest of smiles. "I love you too, JJ." 

 · The amount of confidence he's got now because of that moment>>

 · Kai got a bit jealous when he was told Jay was able to get himself a lover before him, and Jay took advantage of that always giving you a quick kiss on the lips when Kai walks by, wrapping an arm around your waist during movie night and seeing the angry look Kai gave him. 

 · Jay never felt more pleased- PFT

 · Kai soon found Skylor and his jealousy was soon gone. 

· Dates happen more often than you think. He takes you to the movies, gets some food, but he's sometimes broke and only has enough for take-out and you both sit in your room in your apartment and watch some Netflix. 

 · You both like to help PIXAL repair some of the vehicles. The Bounty is the main vehicle you repair. The Super Sonic Radar is also one of them and Jay adores the time you both have while PIXAL'S basically third-wheeling. 

 · If you go to school, Jay loves to walk with you. He'll offer to carry your bags, books, heck he even offered to carry you! 

 · When you make it to school, Jay acts like it's the last time he'll ever see you again.

 · 'Do you haaave to go? I'll be alone allll day without your cuddles." 

 · He gave you the cutest of puppy dog eyes, but you tried to endure it and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, "I'll be back later, Jay. Don't get your bolts in a knot!"

 · You came back and he tackles you, every daywhen you come home it's adorable.

 · His favorite place to kiss you has got to be your nose. The way it scrunches up is so cute he can kiss it all day. His hands are on your cheeks, but they're sometimes also in your hair or hands. 

 · He's a cuddle bug, if you haven't already known, he can hug you all day and he will! One morning he refused to remove himself from your touch, so he rolled onto your back and you struggled to stand up...but once you did you basically gave him a piggyback ride until it was time to train. 

 · For breakfast he just chewed on a piece of buttered toast and Zane was not pleased. He told Jay to eat a proper breakfast but Jay was too into the toast and your warm touch to listen to the Nindroid. 

 · Speaking of mornings, Jay takes up almost the entire bed it's so hard to share one with him, but you're able to somehow get some room, but his hand is smacking you in the face and his legs are tangled with yours. Thank god you are used to it.

 · When he wakes up there's drool on the sheets but he just wipes it down with his hands and turns back onto his back where he accidentally pushes you off the bed now he's awake when he hears a loud thud and you standing up with a scream causing him to scream.

 · You rarely cuddle in the morning because one Jay pushed you out of bed and two you're both wide awake. 

 · He uses such dorky nicknames like, what??

 · " Hey Cutie Patootie!  "Snuggle Muffin"   

       ( or if your a boy )

 · "Mister Man"  "Baby Boy"

 · He's cringe but that's okay 

[sleep-0-deprived]

Uzui Tengen NSFW alphabet

A Aftercare Uzui isn’t big on after care but he does make sure that you are comfortable

B. Body part (what’s his favorite body part). Uzui is more of a thigh guy and he loves you grip your thighs when the two of you are intimate he also loves seeing your thighs in stalking or fishnets that turns him on every time

C. Cum (where does he cum) he prefers to cum in your ass but if you ask he will pull out and cum on your chest or your face, seeing you fill or covered in his seed makes him want to fuck you all over again

D. Dirty secret He wants to see you get off by riding him until you go weak he also wants you to sit on his face and eat your ass out

E. Experience Uzui’s experience with men is actually pretty good but your the first man that he has ever been with but you wouldn’t be able to tell and he is amazing with his tongue

F. Favorite position His favorite position is missionary so he can see the bulge in your stomach and your leaky dick but more than that he loves to see the expressions you make when he pounds into you

G. Goofy (is he goofy during sex or more serious). Uzui is more serious during sex but he will smirk or make a sly remark towards you

H. Hair. Uzui likes to grip onto your hair when you ride him (if your hair is long enough) he also likes it when you grip his hair tight during sex

I. Intimacy Uzui is very intimate and but at the same time he will make you so over simulated that you cry and squirm under his touch

J. Jerk off (how often does he jerk off) shockingly not often only when your not around does he jerk off otherwise he will just use your mouth or hand if he doesn’t have enough time for full on sex wich is rare

K. Kinks (is he kinky) Uzui is really kinky he has a thing for nipple play as well as breeding kink he is into Ddlb, bitting, bdsm, and bondage

L. Location. (Where does he like to have sex). He likes the bed but he likes fucking you in the shower or against the wall he also likes to fuck you in semi public places like against a window

M. Motivation (what motivates him to keep fucking you). He likes to see you all fucked out and desperate to reach your high that makes his dick throb every time

N. No/ turnoffs. When you actually are in pain he doesn’t like to see you actually hurt and hurting you in a serious way is a big no no for him

O. Oral/giving or receiving he prefers to receive from you rather than give it but when he does decide to suck you off and give you oral it feel like heaven he is amazing with his tongue

P. Pace (how fast does he go in bed) he is known for being a very fast hashira and that still applies in bed he will pound you until you can’t feel your ass

Q. Quickie He doesn’t like them he prefers to take his sweet time with you and not just fuck and go

R. Risk taking he isn’t the biggest risk taker when it comes to sex but he will still take a risk and fuck you in semi public places

S. Stamina. As a hashira that has went through hard ninja training as a child he has extremely high stamina so he can go on for hours depending how horny he is but at least 5 rounds on the normal bases

T. Toys. He and you have a box in your shared closet that has dildos butt plugs cuffs and rope also nipple clamps he loves to watch you come undone on toys

U. Unfair/ how much of a tease is he. Uzui is one of the biggest teases he will bring you right to the break of a strong orgasm and then pull back or stop he will tease you over and over again

W. Wild card he wants to put a collar on you with his name carved on it

X. X-ray / what is he packing. Uzui is roughly 9.5 inches soft and 10.1 inches when he gets hard

Y. Yearning/how high is their sex drive he is always a little horny he can fuck you for hours and still feel horny for you

Z. Zzz/how quickly does he fall asleep afterwards Uzui normally falls asleep after you while the both of you cuddle

[harvsboy]

SOME DATING HC FOR ZANE NINJAGO COULD BE LIKE CUDDLING KISSING IDC 😼😼😼HAVE A GREAT DAY

dating zane headcanons (gn!reader)

masterlist || hub

a/n; I LOVE U SM ANON OMG /P honestly I started writing these and I had so much fun that it almost never ended- I would also like you to note that these are thoughts that have been built over 8 years<3

cw; kissing, slight bit suggestive, mentions of making out, cutesy relationship stuff

tags; @riverwritez @titishq @asterjaxx @luv4luci (send an ask to be added!)

when Zane first starts to have feelings for you, he doesn't know what to do. he's sure his power source is going haywire, or that he's short circuiting.

he self scans OFTEN

overheating anytime you look at him, and overheats more from the panic of not knowing what in the fuck is wrong with him.

as most of the ninja do- he goes to nya.

he explains everything, all of his symptoms, the way your glances make him panic and overheat.

she smiles almost immediately, instantly knowing that he's twitterpated.

he doesn't know what that is.

"you like them, Zane"

"yes, I do?"

he's simply confused as ever, but eventually nya seems to explain it well enough and his eyes light up at the realization

he likes you

it takes him a few months, but eventually works up the courage to ask you out

he'd planned the first date for weeks ahead of time

he wanted it perfect!

and, it was.

a nice picnic in a park, a beautiful lunch and hours of conversation

your first kiss was under a cherry tree, he initiated it.

now onto the actual relationship bit--

obsessed with kissing, like always & constantly

and honestly, he'll kiss anywhere he can reach.

forehead kisses? check. cheek kisses? check. full on make outs? oh you fucking bet your ass.

he just finds it entertaining and intimate, no words are needed when he can just kiss you and hold you

obviously he has to keep in mind you actually need to breathe after a while

he's still a whore for kissing

he loves loves LOVES any affection

especially cuddling, of any kind

although is incredibly partial to spooning and having you sit in his lap

holding your hand at all times

especially in public!!

if you hold onto his fingers, he melts

holds you close to him when you're walking on a side walk or on the street. makes sure you're facing on the other side of traffic where you're safe!

kisses.

loves to come up behind you and wrap his arms around you

amazing at communicating SOMEHOW

does take a few months to get really good at it but ngl he's better than you at it

parallel play is a constant

he'll be cooking and you'll be doing whatever else

nothing needs to be said, yet you'll often stare and watch him

he's simply so beautiful, you can't help it

i feel like he's the fella to have occasional nightmares so when he wakes up, he usually clings to you and kisses your cheek

you wake up too and play with his hair until he goes back to sleep

he's on edge until you kiss him or pet his hair, and then he's relaxed again

did I mention he likes to make out?

like- alot.

he's very affectionate

plays with your hair, brushes it and styles it. if it's long enough to braid, he braids it every night or whenever you let him.

if you play with his hair, he melts. like instantly. purrs like a little kitten

adores cheesy romcoms

the holiday is his favorite

i don't know why, it just is!

overall a very affectionate and attentive partner and I think I would die happy if I were to be his<3

[roses-r-rosie3]

Tomas Vrbada Smut Alphabet

A - Aftercare (What is he like after sex)

✰ He will cuddle you, clean you up, talk to you for a bit about how much he loves you and how much you mean to him and then fall asleep next to you or he will be knocked out (either or)

B - Bottom Or Top? (Is he a Bottom or Top? Is he Dom!Bottom, Sub!Bottom, Dom!Top, Sub!Top)

✰ He is definitely either a sub!bottom or a sub!top but either way he is a sub there are very rare occasions where he is dominate but he is a bottom at heart ❤️

C - Cum (Anything to do with Cum)

✰ May not seem like it but he is a FREAK. He loves when you cum in his mouth (of course he swallows because he’s a ‘good boy’), he loves when you cum in him, literally anything to do with it

D - Dirty Secret (Secret Kink/Guilty Pleasure)

✰ He secretly likes the idea of you getting him pregnant. Of course, he knows that he can’t get pregnant but the thought of having a child that looks like you and him gets him excited

E - Experience (How Experienced is he?)

✰ I don’t see him as a very experienced person, you were probably his first relationship

F - Favorite Position (Self explanatory)

✰ Probably missionary (I know it’s basic)

G - Goofy (Is he silly during sex? Or is he serious)

✰ He takes these moments really seriously, he wouldn’t mind a if you cracked a joke here and there though

H - Hair (How well groomed is he?)

✰ He shaves almost everyday so I would imagine him to be very clean and well-groomed

I - Intimacy (How romantic is he during sex?)

✰ He is a very very romantic man, if he’s topping he’ll shower you with love and praise, if he’s bottoming he’ll tell you how good you’re fucking him

J - Jacking Off (Does he masterbate?)

✰ He used to do it a lot but after he started dating you he started jerking off maybe one or twice every month

K - Kinks (what are his kinks?)

✰ Pregnancy kink (as said before)

✰ Orgasam Control

✰ Gagging

L - Location (Favorite place to do it)

✰ He likes the bedroom a lot mainly because you guys don’t have to worry about being caught

M - Motivation (What turns him on)

✰ Literally anything tbh, you being shirtless, you training, you coming out of the shower with only a bath towel wrapped around your waist, but he tries (key word: tries) to hide it (he’s blushing like crazy)

N - No (Something he wouldn’t do/turn offs)

✰ knifeplay/anything with violence involved. He is afraid that he would accidentally hurt you and he doesn’t wanna take that risk

O - Oral (What are his oral preferences? Does he like giving or receiving?)

✰ he prefers giving because seeing your face scrunch up as he blows you makes him feel butterflies in his stomach

P - Pace (How Fast/slow does he go during sex?)

✰ If he’s topping he will go slow at first so that he can make sure that he’s not hurting you and eventually speed up over time

✰ If he is bottoming though… he wants you to make him your bitch

Q - Quickie (His opinions on quickies. Would he do it?)

✰ He doesn’t mind quickies because he’s always away from you but he prefers for the two of you to have an actual intimate moment (not that quickies aren’t intimate)

R - Risk (How risky is he willing to go?)

✰ I feel like Tomas isn’t a fan of it but if you want to then he will

✰ If you’re giving him a blowjob or jerking him off in the hallways, he would be extremely cautious and paranoid

S - Stamina (how long does he last)

✰ He could last about 4-5 rounds I mean he is a ninja after all…🤷‍♂️

T - Toys(does he own any toys?)

✰ I honestly don’t see Tomas to be the kind of guy to own any toys, maybe a dildo??

U - Unfair (does he like teasing you)

✰ No, He knows that if he even tries to tease you, then you will punish him (which probably gives him more of a reason for him to tease you now that I think about it)

V - Volume (How loud is he)

✰ All I need to say is that man WHIMPERS

W - Wild Card (random sex Headcannon)

✰ Once, when you and Tomas were doing it, Kuai started knocking on the door because he heard Tomas and thought he was being hurt, so while kuai was opening the door Tomas had to use abilities so that you could both put your clothes on

X - X-Ray (How big is his cock? Anything like that lols)

✰ 7 1/2 inches long 3 inches thick

Y - Yearning (how high is his sex drive)

✰ Honestly I don’t think it would be that high unless if he was coming home from a mission, but he would most likely want to cuddle and kiss while watching a movie

Z - Zzzz (how quickly does he fall asleep afterwards?)

✰ If he’s topping he will help you clean up but if he’s bottoming he will be out like a lightbulb

[the-ninja-legacy-whip]

Movie!Jay: S-so where did you get your, um, your license?

Legacy!Jay:

Show!Jay:

Legacy!Jay & Show!Jay: What license?

Movie!Jay, shrinking into his scarf: U-um, you know- pilot... license?

Legacy!Jay: Where would I get a pilot license?

Movie!Jay: I- I got mine from practicing with my Pa in his old plane?

Legacy!Jay: Your Pa has a plane? Sick!

Show!Jay: Why would I need a pilot license? I'm a ninja! You don't need a pilot license to fly a jet plane made of magic lightning!

Movie!Jay:

Movie!Jay, p a n i c: B-But... it's- it's illegal to fly without a pilot license?!?

Show!Jay: Maybe in your world.

Legacy!Jay: You're a vigilante like me! You're already breaking the law!

Movie!Jay:

Movie!Jay: [panicked noises of realization]

Would like to make the small note that Legacy!Jay does actually also have a pilot license BUT i appreciate his encouragement of law breaking

[m00nl1ght-sun25]

Green cousins rant

So I was thinking abt lloyd and morro and just ya. I rlly just wanna talk abt their relationship and stuff

!!NOT SHIPPING. NO SHIPS. GO AWAY GREENWIND SHIPPERS.!!

also i have like no motivation to write the second part of the greenflower/we drank the poison from the same vile fanfic but i will try to write it soon, im really sorry for the wait- 

more under the cut!! :P

so basically as a fandom we have made Morro, Wu’s adopted son, and so that makes him like yk lloyd’s cousin and so ya.

I just wanna like talk about how I see there show relationship VS movie relationship-

So basically for the show I like made the super angsty hc that during possession when Morro had Lloyd and stuff i just like hc that he abused, and starved lloyd, and like deprived him of general human needs.

 I saw a post a few days ago tho that made me think abt the hc- and like the post questioned if people hc that morro did that to lloyd for the sake of angst or if they generally believe it. And to respond to that post, I honestly just kinda hc for the sake of angst- lol

but back to topic- I just like hc that show Lloyd is deeply traumatized from morro and his possession and has made bad responses and reactions post possession. Like panic attacks, breakdowns(i’m dumb- but like what’s the difference between a panic attack and break down-?), and just idk t r a u m a ig. So ya, like for show universe I feel like they’re relationship isn’t good bc like morro is like lloyd’s abuser and so lloyd’s scared of him.

NOW! with movie universe, i feel like they have a good relationship and are like actual cousins and not like morro is really abusive and toxic, i just feel like movie au theyre a lot more wholesome and actually friends.

Because like in the show morro was so blinded by jealously and wanted to be the green ninja so much, but i feel like in the movie the green ninja prophecy wasn’t something important, i mean it may not have even existed so ya- so i just feel like morro was a lot nicer to lloyd.

Like him and lloyd would come to each other’s places and have fun and tease each other like actual happy, friends/cousins. idk- lol i’m bad at writing my thoughts

just basically i feel like movie!green cousins are super wholesome and nice to each other and morro would do anything for his little cousin but show!green cousins are like-… you know

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I FINALLY managed to finish the Devil theory pics!! Just barely before the end of the week like I hoped I would ;u;

And so, finally, my very rambly set of headcanons for these gremlins. They're my gremlins now I guess, I have hyperfixated too much lol

(This is going to be long. Incredibly long. And very headcanon-y because these guys don't exactly have a lot going for them in canon anyways. I'm warning you now. :u )

There are some of these borrowed from/inspired by @mechanical-magician's excellent Devil Theory and other BRC headcanons, I will point them out when they come up! :>

Starting off with Devil Theory in general:

The crew name is something all four of them came up with to sound threatening yet badass. With their reputation, it works well!

Their aliases come from the types of weapons most commonly associated with the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (for the most part). Daishō is named as such because naming him “Katana” probably would have made the connection too obvious.

He was originally going to have them named after famous Japanese swords/swordsmiths (since it would probably fit the samurai-theming of their costumes better), but decided on the TMNT weapon names because he thinks they flow together better anyways. And secretly, he named each of them after the weapon of the TMNT member they're most similar to.

Plus, he finds it amusing to see other people’s reactions when they find out, lol

The other members themselves did not even realize the themeing until much, much later. Sai and Bō were annoyed by it (Nunchaku still thinks it's hilarious), but by then they were all so used to their aliases that they didn't want to bother coming up with new ones. :P

I personally like to think the gravelly voices they have in game is a sort of "character voice" they do to sound more threatening most of the time.

The only person they genuinely respected before the events of the game was DJ Cyber, though they wouldn’t admit it publicly. Also it’s mostly due to the fact that he can kick (and has kicked) all four of their asses in a 4-against-1 fight. In game, it’s mentioned they were kicked out of Mataan, and in a way I like to think they were quite literally kicked out of Mataan by DJ Cyber himself.

After the game, they do have some respect for BRC overall too. But kind of begrudgingly, and mostly because BRC managed to beat Faux and save the whole city.

On that note! Before and during the game's main plot, they just liked to be heels/assholes for the hell of it (not exactly true, but it's what they tell people if asked). It wasn't until get backstabbed (and almost killed) by Faux as Project Algo did they start reconsidering that, hey, maybe they can afford to be a little less assholish. Sucks that it took that much for them to change, but hey, better than nothing I guess??

So they did manage a sort of Heel-Face Turn… but mostly in that they stop pushing the Code of the Street to the limit, and of course they’ve stopped ratting out rival crews to the cops. They still have their own "heel personas” while in costume though, and still continue their activities as writers. Also occasionally still physically fighting other writers anyways, but its fine, probably!

None of them expect the other crews to forgive them for what happened (especially, y'know, the snitching thing), and indeed no one offers any sort of forgiveness. The feelings from most of the other crews and writers towards Devil Theory ranges from "Well, at least you got what you deserved and learned your lesson. You better make good on your promise to be good or else, alright?" to "I don't fucking trust you and I'm gonna keep an eye on you assholes."

Devil Theory have enough grace to accept this judgement, because hey, it's understandable. And on a more selfish perspective, it's either this or stick to being such unapologetic assholes that they get kicked out of New Amsterdam altogether!

Each of them do feel genuine guilt over the snitching thing and working with Faux behind everyone's backs. Sai was the only one who was opposed to it all in the first place, only being convinced by the others and Faux that it would be "fine". So besides guilt in not pushing back harder, there's also a bit of, "I fuckin' called it that this was a bad idea. I only went along with it because you guys said it'd work out, and look what fuckin' happened!!"

Meanwhile... Daishō is the one who feels the most guilty about what happened, since he's basically the leader, and had convinced the others to go for it. So he feels like it's his fault first and foremost for trying to cheat, as well as for trusting Faux in all of this just because he was one of the Big 3. Not to mention all of his friends nearly dying because of Faux, especially with Sai being the one slammed against the statue in Mataan... If any of them died, Daishō definitely would not be able to live with himself after that. He has not admitted this to anyone and is still personally grappling with that guilt. Nobody knows because he's (unfortunately?) very good at masking these kinds of things...

Sai is the member who ends up leaving DT for BRC, though mostly out of revenge against BRC (and specifically Red) for the crew battle back on Pyramid Island. He gets that out of his system eventually, and sticks with BRC as a genuine member (I have a fan fic idea for this bit of story, hee hee). He's still friends with the remaining DT crew of course, they've all been friends for a long time. (I'll touch on this more in a bit)

So then after the events of the game and Sai joining BRC, as a show of good will, Devil Theory let other writers (and especially DJ Cyber) know how exactly they managed to sic the cops on people: Basically hijacking certain police signals to send in false tips. Because otherwise interacting with the cops directly would have just led to them getting arrested too. (It's something that Faux told them how to do in order to gain their trust and make a "deal")

Everyone thinks it might be at least good as last resort free distraction against the cops. Send in a false tip, something like "Ignore those writers, there's a bigger emergency that is conveniently on the opposite side of the city!!" No one's sure if the cops have the ability to actually trace back the false tips to the source (like what happened with DOT EXE finding out about Project Algo), so writers only use it for emergencies. Still, coincidentally, arrests against writers has gone way down after this!

This also leads to a new addition to the Code of the Street: Any writer found to be abusing the false tips in order to get another writer/crew arrested, will be ratted out to the cops themselves. An eye for an eye! DJ Cyber was considering doing this to Devil Theory as well, but figured them getting pummeled by Faux towards the end of the game was punishment enough.

This one comes from a Mech headcanon: Devil Theory has their own hideout in the shipping container maze on Pyramid Island. The confusing (and frankly rather unnerving) nature of that area means their hideout can stay secure from anyone who doesn’t know how to get there.

My personal addition to this: There are different routes to the hideout based on whether or not it’s Tuesday, raining, a bank holiday, or any combination of those factors. Also, the crew (and even the dock workers of Pyramid Island in general) have not ruled out the possibility of there being any sort of Backroom Beasties in the maze. Sometimes you can hear things in there...

Sai is still invited to hang out at their hideout. Anyone else has to have approval from him and the remaining DT members before they're allowed to visit.

Also based on a Mech headcanon: They have pet crabs they keep at their hideout. Me personally, I like to think they're specifically hermit crabs! So then the crew paint designs onto any shells brought for the crabs, and will let visitors paint one too.

Back to the topic of all four of them being friends for a long time, more specifically: Sai and Daishō have known each other since very early childhood, and then they became friends with Bō and Nunchaku during middle school (i.e. around ages 12/13). Nunchaku in particular was living in California at the time, so it was an online friendship with the other three, eventually moving to New Amsterdam after turning 18.

They may or may not have started an anime-manga club during their time in school, which is how Sai and Daishō met Bō (and with Nunchaku as an honorary online member). All four of them refuse to admit to it these days, lol

Truthfully, the main reason all four of them have stuck together for so long is because they have had rough childhoods in one way or another, mostly due to their respective parents. This is what lead to the four of them becoming friends and wanting to protect/defend each other (sort of like a found family kind of thing), and thus forming Devil Theory together later on. However, they are more likely to admit to the anime-manga club thing than any of this.

(I might elaborate more on how rough it was for each on them in a separate post. Or just save it for a fan fic, if I can manage it...)

All four of them learned to fight mostly from watching wrestling shows and martial arts movies. “But wrestling is fake, those moves probably wouldn’t actually hurt someone--” “Only if you hold back.”

Both Sai and Bō have face scars. Sai has it over part of his lips, while Bō has a mark on part of his jaw. Both of them got these from injuries while trying to learn how to skate and freerun in order to be writers.

With Bō in particular, he outright passed out when it happened, causing the others to panic. They had to take him to the Flesh Prince to get him fixed up (hospitals would ask too many questions for their liking).

For Sai, the only people who know about how he got his scar are the rest of Devil Theory (and eventually he tells Rise too). To anyone else, he just tells them he got it from fighting 3 walking tanks at once. Rise says he should tell people it was 5 tanks at once to make it sound more impressive!

All four of them have cybernetic lower legs (from looking at the in-game models, it definitely looks more like cybernetics/prosthetics than just armor, at least to me). Long story short, each of them lost a foot or part of a lower leg (sometimes on both legs) for one reason or another. It eventually got to the point where Daishō went, "You know what?? Fuck this, we're clearly cursed, so let's just get this over with." And paid for all of them to just get what's left of their lower legs upgraded to fancy cybernetics, as seen in the game!

This is at least another reason for them becoming writers ("With these legs we could probably manage it pretty good, right?"), and then of course eventually forming Devil Theory.

Some more specifics on the why for each member:

For Sai and Daishō, it was directly caused by their Respective Bad Parents. (Like I mentioned earlier in this post, I may go into further detail on that in a separate post. Especially since it gets pretty dark...)

For Bō, it was an accident out in New Amsterdam. Basically there was a failed test involving one of the police's walking tank, resulting in Bō and other civilians getting injured. Some of them fairly severely, and of course Bō being one of those. None of them (including himself) know what actually caused the accident, not even that it was caused by a walking tank.

For Nunchaku, it was a factory accident. This was back when she first moved to New Amsterdam and needed a job. That led her to having to work at a shady factory with unsafe work conditions, and which was taking advantage of new immigrants like her who don't 100% know their rights or who to go to for help right away. Her accident in particular was one of the worst at the factory up to that point, with several other employees getting hurt as well. They all of course quite after that, including Nunchaku herself.

Sai's incident was the earliest to happen chronologically, while Bō's was the last one.

Daishō and Sai tried dating each other at one point in high school. Emphasis on “tried”. At the least, it wasn’t the worst relationship either of them have had, just awkward. So they were able to stay friends afterwards.

And now for each individual member! With bonus head pics. :P

Sai

As previously mentioned, he's the member who joins up with Bomb Rush Cyberfunk in the postgame.

Also as previous mentioned, he at first only joined BRC for revenge against Red, but they sort it out after a while!

Has some anger issues, but since joining BRC (especially after a final serious fight with Red) he’s gotten a much better handle on it.

Eventually after that previous point, he starts dating Rise, there is a whole outline for this I swear…

He and Red still fight each other, but it's more like sparring matches. The rest of BRC end up treating it like actual sport matches, basically cheering on one or the other! Cueball and Bel even act as commentators for these matches, lol

He is fairly stand-offish most of the time, and takes some time to open up to other people.

He can cook, as in cooking without necessarily following a strict recipe. He cooks a lot for his former crew, though it takes him a while to open up and cook for BRC as well. You will not be disappointed if you invite him to a potluck!

He can sing quite well, but he hates singing in front of others, even his own friends (they've only ever heard him by accident when he didn't mean for them to hear him at all). He eventually opens up to singing for Rise at least.

I have a personal headcanon that DJ Cyber will occasionally take suggestions for mixtapes he's working on. Sai suggested several reggaeton songs/remixes, though he expected none of them to be picked. He was super stoked when he found out the DJ actually included one of his suggestions (the AGUA remix) in the particular mixtape that plays on Pyramid Island.

Works as a freelance graphic designer/artist as his day job. He takes commissions on the side. No, he does not take requests and will not draw your OC for free.

He is the one who designed Devil Theory's graffiti in canon, Daishō paid him for it too!

He's Puerto Rican, he moved to New Amsterdam as a kid.

Fluent in Spanish, he has a noticeable Puerto Rican accent when speaking Spanish.

Daishō

He is the leader of Devil Theory!

He let Sai leave the group to join BRC because he started getting sick of Sai’s anger issues (it had been growing worse until the BRC crew battle, at which point said issues were at their worst).

Once Sai gets a better handle on his anger, they go back to being friends, even with Sai staying with BRC.

Fairly chill guy (though also arrogant and snarky at times) out of costume.

While in public as the Devil Theory leader, he can be ruthless (as seen by how the group pushes the Code of the Street to the limit). He can also be dramatic sometimes, almost playing it up like an anime villain/wrestling heel at times. At least he’s smart enough to not let himself get distracted by monologuing.

Though if you genuinely piss him off, he can be incredibly petty and cruel, regardless of him being “in costume” or not.

Daishō wears contacts while in costume, but just normal glasses outside of that

He’s the one who designed Devil Theory’s costumes. He has experience with cosplay before forming DT.

He’s also the one that came up with their Hip-Hop dance. He’s particularly proud of the “criss-cross hop” part of the dance, but this was also the part that the other members had a hard time getting right. (I say this as someone who has attempted doing the dance IRL myself, and also had problems with that part :P)

On that note, he's a pretty good dancer in general, with both freestyle and "formal" dances with specific steps.

He supposedly has enough money to just live off of for the rest of his life, but he continues to be a writer for the fun of it (and as an outlet/destressor). He does still work part-time though, as a secretary for one of the companies in Mataan.

He's a theater major and part of a group that holds plays in New Amsterdam. He loves to play as the villains, especially in musicals. Villains always get the best songs!! That being said, his actual singing is about 100% confidence and 65% actual talent. Him singing villain songs is already great, but anything else is usually "just" alright.

Big fan of horror movies, mainly slasher/splatter and body horror. Also the kind of guy who goes looking for director's cut versions and deleted scenes. He will ramble for hours about his favorite horror movies, especially about the acting and special effects! Though he will also rant about genuinely awful horror movies just as much. He has opinions!!

Claims to have a girlfriend, but he never names who he’s dating or goes into any specific details about her, and the other DT members have never met her. They have a running joke about her being his “theoretical girlfriend”. (Truthfully I just haven't decided if she's going to be someone "in canon" or just slap together an OC. I'll decide eventually...)

This one gets its own subsection because it's pretty long lol:

Daishō is terrible with names. In general it takes a while for him to learn other people's names, and he tends to mess up by getting close-but-not-quite with names. And with him being the leader of Devil Theory, most people assume he's just being a jerk and making fun of them. :P

Some examples:

Tryce = Tricycle, Trace, Tracy, Trance, Trick

Bel = Bell, Beth, Bev, Ring (like a ringing bell lol)

Vinyl = Vine, Vino, Vinny, VHS

Solace = Soul, Solis, Crash, Test

He doesn't have this problem with people who are basically celebrities to him (DJ Cyber and Felix being two-thirds of The Big 3, and he knows Rise because he follows her on social media). So then otherwise, the only thing that helps is coming up with mnemonics/associations. "Bel's hair kinda looks like a bell", "Vinyl works at a record store", etc.

One of the rare times he managed to remember someone's name easily is Red. Because, y'know, literal red head. :P

And yes, this also applies to his own friends, at least with their real names. He had no trouble with their street names, but only because he was the one who came up with them, lol

He's half-Japanese and half-Peruvian, born and raised in New Amsterdam. Fluent in Spanish and Japanese. He has a Peruvian accent when speaking in Spanish, his mother insisted on teach him herself (and to avoid him potentially ending up with a Spaniard accent, lmaooo).

As mentioned much earlier, he has known Sai since they were kids in elementary school. Basically Sai latched onto him because he was the only other Latino at their school, and Sai was already being alienated by the other kids because of that. They eventually realizing they have a lot in common anyways (like same favorite manga at the time) and became friends.

On that note! He only got into anime and manga in the first place out of spite towards his dad, who basically looked down on it as "everything wrong with my homeland these days". Dad only very begrudgingly got Daishō stuff in the original Japanese, choosing to see it as at least a way for his kid to learn Japanese more easily.

That leads to a more genuine love for anime and manga, and then forming the anime-manga club, becoming friends with Bō and Nunchaku, and of course eventually all four of them forming Devil Theory. Funny how these things work out!

Bō

Rather stoic while in public as a Devil Theory member, but outside of that he tends to be fairly nerdy and polite.

Arguably the way he acts in and out of costume is probably the biggest difference among the rest of the DT members. Which tends to be rather jarring to most people…

The tech person of the group, bit of a hacker too. He was the one who figured out the false tips thing with the police signals, and frankly he finds the police force's security systems to be insulting pathetic a lot of the time.

His day job is as an IT tech, though he often gets forced into doing stuff outside of his job description, especially since his damn coworkers keep pushing their own work onto him. He even has to take care of coding things as a programmer/engineer, which is even more outside of his job description!

Being a writer is basically a destressor for him at this point. Do not ask him to troubleshoot your tech problems when he’s off the clock, he hates that. The rest of DT know this and don’t ask him unless it’s something genuinely serious (and only after they’ve done their own troubleshooting).

He's a gamer, and especially loves games that he can mod himself.

Related to the previous point: he has strong opinions about how the game industry is going these days (Little-to-no official support for preservation of older games, going after emulators when they won’t even help make their games more accessible, awful dev crunch especially from larger companies, etc.). He will rant about it if you let him!

He can't handle horror content very well, be it movies or video games. And I mean genuine horror stuff, especially with gore. Silly scary stuff like Luigi's Mansion is fine, but getting into Silent Hill and Resident Evil is where he starts genuinely freaking out. He'll at least watch his friends playing through survival horror games, not playing it himself, but he'll insist on having all the lights on.

One time the others did manage to drag him through a haunted house attraction. He ended up freaked out badly, and afterwards got into a fistfight with Sai over it (it was his idea to do that in the first place). Lesson learned!

He has attempted at least once to get a piercing like his friends, but he almost fainted while doing so (he might have a fear of needles). He hasn't tried since.

Knows how to fight like the rest of the DT members, but some people may underestimate him because they assume the tech guy isn’t that strong. Also, Bō is admittedly built more for weightlifting than outright fighting like the others, but that doesn't mean he can't kick your ass!

On that note, he hates when people underestimate him in general, or otherwise think he’s naive.

Inspired by Mech's own CUE.mp4 and Pluto: Bō eventually starts dating Cueball (the DOT EXE member who joins BRC in the postgame). Admittedly at first I was like, only lightly considering something similar in my own stuff, like "That'd be cute, but it probably wouldn't work for these two in my AU/headcanons, ha ha" but eventually after more thinking I realized, "Wait a minute, this could work after all." lol

His family has lived in New Amsterdam for generations.

Knows enough Spanish to follow along with Sai and Daishō when they have conversations in Spanish, though not necessarily respond to either of them in Spanish (or anyone else for that matter).

Nunchaku

In case her real name in my headcanons didn't already tip you off, Samus Aran surprise!! Nunchaku is a gal named Roxanne! She has a naturally deep voice, and can pull off a gravely “character voice” like the rest of DT.

She goes by Rox as a nickname out of costume/with friends.

"Wait so is she cis or trans--" In all fairness I would say "Probably cis??" but at the same time I also have to wonder, "Would the character themselves be comfortable answering that question?" And in this case, she wouldn't want to answer either way. If she were trans, she would not feel comfortable sharing that publicly. And if she were cis, she wouldn't answer that out of spite, seeing it as something that's none of people's business anyways.

So basically, either way she's a very butch lady in my personal AU/headcanons for BRC, and that's all you really need to know on that front. :P

Overall a very positive and friendly (and energetic) person outside of Devil Theory, but can be surprisingly underhanded when in costume.

Though either way, she tends to be very high-energy. She is in fact the team member with the highest gremlin energy!

Her ears are pierced, but that was something her parents forced her into doing. She refuses to use earrings and stuff even as an adult, though she did eventually get that piercing on her nose.

She likes spicy food! Also has a tendency to add hot sauce to certain foods just to kick up the spice factor. Sai and Nunchaku used to have small arguments over her adding hot sauce to the food he cooked for her (Sai sees it almost as an insult, as if she’s saying it doesn’t already taste good enough). By now they’ve come to more of an understanding, and Sai just side-eyes her whenever she adds hot sauce to her food.

Was a bit of a kleptomaniac as a teen, and these days she still steals things on occasion. She’s good at it and manages to not get caught (a lot of the time).

One time she went to steal a new TV for the Devil Theory hideout. She saw the store she was hitting had a buy one get one free deal on TVs, so she stole two and gave the extra to BRC for their own hideout!

She works as a mechanic as her day job, mainly fixing cars, though also other kinds of large machines and equipment (washing machines, fridges, trucks, construction vehicles, etc). She’s in charge of fixing the crew’s skateboards when needed.

Adding onto her job backstory: The shop Nunchaku works for as a mechanic is owned by a guy who originally mentored her back at the factory she worked at (mentioned a lot earlier on this post). Basically he'd seen a lot of violations and other shady crap, none of it getting fixed despite multiple complaints and reports. And seeing so many people (including unfortunately Nunchaku) end up hurt at once was the last straw. So he quit, opened a repair shop, and offered Nunchaku and other former employees of the factory new jobs at his business. They're all happier to be away from that crappy factory, which has since been shut down due to the accidents and violations.

Nunchaku is crane and forklift certified. She figured it would look good on her resume, and hopefully be impressive to the ladies. Hopefully. It hasn't worked yet.

She has been interested in learning about welding, especially given how much money those types of jobs make, but for now she's happy with her mechanic job.

She likes to take things apart in order to put them back together again. She finds it's the easiest way for her to understand how something works!

She has a personal goal of someday taking apart DJ Cyber's spider tank thingamajig in order to figure out how it works. And ideally being able to make one of her own. Basically imagine the following: Nunchaku: "Heeeey, Mr. DJ, do you mind if I take a look at your tank thing? I promise I won't take long!" DJ: "Hell no."

She has a crush on Vinyl, but gets too nervous to actually ask her out. Nunchaku also keeps going to the music shop that Vinyl works at to buy records (she doesn’t even have a record player) just to talk to her. Note that Vinyl working at a music shop is inspired by Mech's headcanons for Vinyl! :>

Nunchaku's impromptu "record collection" is growing out of hand at this point, a lot of it for genres she doesn't even like, lol

She once tried to learn how to juggle knives in order to impress ladies! That ended in a trip to the Flesh Prince (again, hospitals would ask too many questions), and she hasn't tried that since.

She knows how to pick locks though! Most of the time it's just using one tool (more often than not the single-sided jiggler) to jam everything until they open. She gets excited when she has to pick a lock that actually requires genuine work to get open.

American, as mentioned a while ago she moved from California to New Amsterdam a bit after high school

Fluent in Japanese (she learned it due to being a weeb, lol); in terms of Spanish, she’s in the same boat as Bō, knowing enough to at least follow Sai and Daishō’s conversations in Spanish

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SO THAT'S EVERYTHING!! For now. Maybe.

I'm gonna go hibernate like a bear for a while. Feel free to leave snacks in front of my cave if you want, loool

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lucille my old hag can you hit that

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HII So, I've been binge-reading your works for the past few days and wanted to ask if you could write a Leo x Fem Reader who isn't very fond of touching or any sort of affection but eventually warms up to it because she realizes how much it would mean to Leo? (and also realizes how much she likes it too after he got in an accident or smth) I love your stories sm btw keep up the good work :D

*gasp* PAIGETHEPAPER79 HI i know you I've seen your likes and comments!! you're so sweet!! ofc i will write this for u >:)))

I haven't been writing much lately, but i switched prompts and started on this one and got it done in a couple of days! so i guess my brain needed a switch-up haha

i think i went off the prompt a bit as i wrote lol hope u enjoy anyways!!

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rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles fanfiction ~ Leonardo x female reader ~ cw/tw: discomfort with being touched; injury, broken bones, wounds, bandages, etc. etc. haha

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He notices it pretty quickly, only after a month of dating.

You’re watching a movie in the living room -- just the two of you, sitting side-by-side in beanbags -- and you’re watching him out of the corner of your eye. He’s going to make a move. He’s going to touch you. You know he is. He always does.

He’s leaning towards you, scooching towards you, reaching out his arm to hug your shoulders and tug you closer to himself.

You’ve been telling yourself over and over for the past month that you’ll get used to it. That casual gestures of physical affection are normal and healthy and it’s weird that you struggle with it and just grin and bear it and it’ll be okay and you’ll get used to it. But you haven’t gotten used to it. At all.

Every time he’s near you, you tense up. You stand in nervous suspension, just waiting for his fingers to creep around yours, or his arm to close in on your shoulders, or his knee to bear down on yours. It’s coming. It’s coming. You have to wait. You have to wonder what it’ll be.

It hasn’t gotten easier. At all.

And right now -- in the living room, in the beanbags, stiffening yourself as his weight settles against yours, biting down hard on your tongue as your heart starts to beat louder under the stifling pressure of his affection.

He presses his beak against the side of your head.

You carefully control your breathing. In. Out. In. Out.

His arm is around your shoulders, his fingers gently rubbing at your skin, and the air is closing in around you. Your skin is crawling against his contact. You need to scream and run away and bathe yourself forever.

In. Out.

“Hey, Y/n?” Leo says suddenly. “You good?”

You nod and flash a tight smile. “Yep! All good.”

“No,” he says. “No, no, you’re not all good. What is it?” And he reaches for the remote to pause the movie, and hugs you even closer.

“I’m fine,” you reassure. “I’m fine, I’m fine.”

And he won’t let it alone.

“You’re tense,” he says. “You’re all tense and shaky. I’ve noticed it before -- too often to ignore -- you good?? You good??”

Finally you can’t hold it inside anymore.

“Fine, fine,” you gulp, leaning forward, and he grabs your hand and twists your fingers around his own.

Let go of me.

“I… I don’t like touch,” you say, quietly. “I don’t like to be touched.”

“What? You don’t like… what?”

“Touch,” you snap. “I don’t like to be touched. And you touch me constantly and it drives me crazy and --”

“Whoa, whoa.” He lets go, sits back. “Oh my gosh, you’re serious? Y/n, why didn’t you tell me?”

“I don’t know! I didn’t want to hurt your feelings!!”

“I’d rather you were comfortable than my feelings were unhurt! My feelings are hurt now!! Oh my gosh. I’m so sorry.” And he reaches out for your shoulder, and you flinch, and he winces and pulls his hand back. “Ah. Sorry.”

“Leo, I feel so bad. You’re so touchy and --”

“No! Don’t apologize! I need to apologize, not you.” He takes a deep breath and puts a hand over his heart. “Y/n…” and he kneels on the floor in front of you. “...allow me to humbly, sincerely apologize for what I’ve put you through. I had no idea that you were uncomfortable with being touched. I have been touching you at every given opportunity. I have caused you so much undeserved stress and discomfort and I am so, so sorry. Please forgive me. Please give me another chance. I will try my absolute best -- I will chain my hands to my sides -- I will…”

“Leo, love,” you laugh. “It’s okay. Really. Apology accepted.”

He grins at you but then his eyes turn serious. “Feel free to remind me, okay? It’s kind of second nature for me. It Will happen again. So just remind me, smack my hands, whatever, okay? I want you to be comfortable. I want you to feel free to tell me whenever something is bothering you.”

You wipe your sweaty palms on your legs. “Okay.”

“Good.” He smiles at you and starts the movie again and sits down in his beanbag -- a safe distance away.

He follows through. He does his absolute best in not touching you but sometimes you feel his arm start to press against yours before he can stop himself; or his hand reach for yours before he can think about it.

And you start to notice how much he tells you he loves you. You start to notice all the little notes and trinkets he slides to you under the table.

He liked you for a while before you started dating; he already cares about you so much. And he can’t hold it in. And his natural outlet is touch. And, denied that, he’s turning to the other outlets he can find.

But it’s still not natural for him; you can tell. He’s doing it, and it’s getting easier, but he’d rather press his forehead to yours than buy you your favorite snack, and he’d rather kiss the back of your hand than whisper ‘i love you’ every time he’s close enough to you.

You feel so bad. So, so bad.

So bad that you’re holding his natural means of expressing love away from him.

But also -- also, nothing has ever made you feel more special and noticed than the way that as soon as he learned what you needed from him, he immediately adjusted himself for you.

You’ve never felt more loved than when you notice him holding himself back from putting a hand on your knee, or when he writes ‘you’re the light of my life’ one hundred and fifty-three times on a post-it note and hands it to you over coffee.

And so today you’re psyching yourself up in the mirror in your apartment, bouncing from foot to foot and shaking your hands.

“You can do this!” you scream at yourself. “You! Can! Do! This! For him!! For Leo!! DO IT FOR LOVE!! DO IT FOR LOVE!!”

And you do it. You do it for love.

You’re meeting up with Leo for breakfast; and as you walk out of the restaurant and head for the entrance to the lair, you take a deep breath and reach your hand out towards his.

He glances down in surprise as your fingers make contact, and then he looks up at you -- you keep your eyes fixed ahead, determined to not look over at him -- and he carefully curls his fingers around yours.

You count in your mind.

…six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven…

Fifteen seconds, and then you let go, rubbing your fingertips together and fighting the urge to wash your hands.

He lets go as soon as you do, moving away from you respectfully.

And it’s still not much easier. You try to gently adjust yourself to touch, try to brush your shoulder against his or hold his hand for a few more seconds each time; but your skin won’t accept it, and your mind won’t accept it, and you can’t relax. You can’t feel comfortable with someone against you.

Leo doesn’t push it. He still occasionally reaches for you before catching himself -- it happens less, and less, and less -- but he never forces you into touch. He never comments on your small attempts at physical affection. He just lets you be.

Sometimes you feel like a disaster of a girlfriend. With anyone else, you’d be fine; but Leo? Leo: touchy, physically affectionate, always trying to close the empty air between you, always leaning towards you subconsciously, always hungry to be in contact somehow. And you. You: pulling yourself away from him, always leaning away subconsciously, crossing your arms and standing as small as you can, tugging yourself away, away.

One day you talk to him about it.

He’s still trying to coax you into opening up to him more, into talking to him and telling him what you need; and you’re reading a comic book on the skate ramp and he flops down next to you and starts reading his own.

“Leo,” you say, immediately, your heart thumping in your ears, “I feel so bad.”

“Bad? About what?”

(Take her hands in your own. Let her know that you’re here for her.)

“Touching,” you say awkwardly. “I mean, I know it’s your love language. And I don’t --”

“Heck no,” he says, sternly. “We’re not having this conversation again. It makes you uncomfortable and that’s all there is to it.”

“Leo. Please. I just want to talk.”

He sighs and puts down his comic. “Yeah? What is it?”

“I feel bad. I feel so, so bad.”

“I don’t mind.”

“But you do.”

“No -- would I lie to you? I don’t mind it.”

“But --”

“Hey. It makes you so uncomfortable. And that means it makes me uncomfortable, mmkay?”

(Cup her face in your hands. Run your fingers over her cheeks.)

“I feel like a mess,” you say. “I feel like I’m not what you need.”

“You’re everything I need,” he tells you.

(Take her hands. Kiss her forehead. Breathe her air.)

“No, I’m not.”

“Yes. Yes, you are. You are.”

You can see it in his eyes. He’s fighting the urge to touch you.

“I’m trying my best,” you tell him. “I’m trying. I’m trying to get okay with it.”

“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” he says. “All that matters is you. Got it?”

“Okay,” you say, unconvinced.

But it still won’t click. You try, and try, and try. But your fingers curl away from his; your body moves away instead of towards.

He keeps slipping you notes and gifts and you accept them and smile at him but what is your love language? how do you tell him you love him? nothing feels right.

You’ve been dating for a little over a year -- with occasional hand holds, and Leo giving you notes and presents and words of love, and you stuck in a limbo of love-languageless -- when Leo has the incident. (Why hasn’t he given up on you yet? He shows you his love in a thousand different ways, and you barely reciprocate at all. You love him so so much but it won’t come out. It just sticks in your chest and stops the words from coming out of your mouth.)

The incident is a text asking you to come to the lair, and once you get inside Mikey meets you, bouncing on his feet and taking your hands and dragging you to the medbay. There’s a chunk of panic starting to bounce around in your stomach.

Leo is alone in the recovery bed. He looks so small. So frail. His eyes are shut; and his forehead looks damp and dewy; he’s breathing loudly and shallowly. His limbs are bruised and bandaged and his plastron is layered with bloody gauze and his face is cut and swollen. You can hear the steady beeps of the heart monitor and it’s your one comfort.

(Later, you learn what happened: the brothers confronted a villain they’d never encountered before; and she’d grabbed a hold of Leo and immediately beat him to within an inch of his life without a moment’s hesitation. They were convinced that the only reason Leo was still alive was because she let him be.)

The words are trapped in a knot in your stomach. You can’t speak, or think. You just kneel down next to the bed and put your hands over your mouth and stare at your unconscious love.

You don’t leave his side.

Eventually Donnie brings you a more comfortable chair; and Raph lays a blanket over your shoulders; and Mikey puts a warm plate of food onto your lap and bugs you until you eat something.

You sit, and sit, and worry.

He drifts in and out of consciousness over the course of the next few days. The first time he comes to, he groans and shifts and gasps in pain and flutters his eyes open and you hold your breath as he focuses on your face.

He breathes your name and smiles with swollen cheeks.

You want to whisper his name back and tell him that you love him and tell him that you’ve spent the past three hours alternating between sobbing over him and staring at him numbly and that if he survives this you want to marry him and that you’ve never felt so sick with concern over another living being and and and

but instead you stare at him with wide shocked eyes and his swollen cheeks relax and his eyes shut again.

You stay at his bedside for four days, dozing off in the chair and eating what Mikey brings you; until one day you wake up in Leo’s room. It’s a disorienting shock, and you stay still and wonder about what’s going on for a few minutes.

Gosh, you’re sore from sleeping in that chair. What time is it? How’s Leo?

You shuffle out of the room and go back to Leo’s bedside.

His eyes are actually open now. He’s answering Donnie’s evaluation questions, and scratching at his itchy, healing wounds until Donnie slaps his hands and threatens to tie them down if he doesn’t stop scratching.

(Leo keeps scratching. Donnie gives him gloves.)

You see Leo’s face brighten when he sees you. He’s cut, and bruised, and swollen, but the light that leaps into his face.

“Y/n!” he says.

Your throat is squeezed tight.

“Speechless at the sight of this sexy mug?” he croons, and then coughs intensely for about fifteen seconds. It’s a rough and raspy and disgusting cough. You flinch.

“I’m good,” he rasps. “I’m good. Just a bit of a head cold.”

Leo. Stupid, stupid Leo.

You still can’t say anything.

“I’ve missed you,” he tells you. “I’ve really, really missed you. While my body was fighting for its life. I was like, boy oh boy, sure wish I was hanging out with Y/n instead right now.”

You press your lips together in a sort of a smile.

(why does he put up with you? why?? listen to the sweet things he’s saying and you’re not replying at all and he doesn’t deserve someone as unappreciative and unresponsive as you and)

You hold up your hands and form your fingers into a heart.

He smiles at you -- his lip is so swollen that you can barely recognize the curl of his beak -- and forms his stiff, splinted fingers into a semblance of a heart.

He recovers slowly over the next couple of weeks and contributes to the discussion of how to take out the villain who took him out; and you sit at his bedside and watch his injuries heal.

You feel so quiet, and terrified.

Once Donnie judges him as ‘recovered enough,’ Leo rejoins his brothers and they go out to face the villain again.

You tell him, “Be careful.”

“I will,” he promises, and there’s a soft look on his face that tells you that he will be careful for you and for you alone.

But he is again brought back broken! and bloody! and beaten!

and this time you stare in shock at him, worse for wear, worse for wear, his snapped leg and his crushed ribcage and his bruised brain and you could easily have lost him and you’re tearing off your fingernails with your teeth while Donnie mutters under his breath and slams cabinets -- she’d gone for Leo specifically again, targeting him for reasons they’d discover another day -- and you’re staring at Leo’s tense and unconscious face while the heart monitor beeps and the blood seeps into the gauze and this time you don’t spend day and night by his bedside. You can’t explain it, but you just can’t. You can’t. You can’t look at him; you can barely think about him. You just wander the lair in a bathrobe and eat chips occasionally and pretend he’s perfectly alright until he’s finally Awake.

Mikey pokes his head into Leo’s room, where you’ve been sleeping as he recovers.

“Y/n?”

You’re cross-legged on the bed, reading his comics and wearing one of his hoodies. (It smells just like him. You’re drowning in his scent. Every breath fills your chest with him. You feel calm when you wear it.)

“Yeah?”

“He’s awake. He’s asking for you.”

You go barefoot to the medbay, stepping slowly on the cold floor. You can’t hurry. You can’t run. You can’t let yourself accept his condition. You can’t let yourself comprehend the panic and fear that you’ve been carrying with you.

The bed is folded up slightly, so Leo can sit up without having to exert himself. Shelldon is changing his bandages and he’s grimacing as the dressing is peeled off of his wounds and he sees you. His sunken eyes meet yours.

“Hey,” he says, with a weak grin. The circles under his eyes are dark and deep and he’s sitting very still.

“Hey,” you whisper back, sitting down at his bedside. “How are you… how are you feeling?”

“Better now.” He winks.

“Leo. Be serious.”

“I am serious.”

“Leo. I mean it. You almost died. Twice. Stop joking.”

He drops the smile. “Okay. Fine. I’m serious. It’s really good to see you. I feel better now that I’ve seen you.”

“Leo,” you snap.

“What?? That was serious!”

You pause for a moment to breathe and fight the urge to strangle him.

(why are you angry? why are you angry? why why why?)

(you almost lost him twice. you almost lost him twice)

“...I’m sorry,” you exhale through your teeth. “I’m sorry. It’s just been rough --”

“Imagine how I feel!” he says with a chuckle, and then squeezes his eyes shut and gasps.

“Leo? Leo?? You okay?”

“Yeah. Yeah. It just hurts to laugh.”

“Then stop laughing,” Donnie cuts in, rolling his eyes. “I have to run a few more tests. Shoo, shoo. Let me work.”

“Please,” you whisper, and he rolls his eyes again and points you to a chair a bit further away.

You sit and watch as he runs his tests and as Leo bites his lip hard to not show his hurt too much in front of you, and once Donnie is done, you move closer to Leo again.

You’re there for a while, just kind of listening to your brain get louder and louder and watching him flip between sleep and mumbling to you, kind of quiet and incoherent, but you pick out your name every now and again.

Donnie travels in and out of the room, going to his lab and then coming back to check on Leo and then going back to the lab. He’s very twitchy and nervous; but so are you all. Mikey and Raph come into the room every now and again to check on you and Leo, too. And after a while, Raph taps your shoulder and asks when you’re going to bed.

“Soon,” you say, but Leo pops his eyes open.

“Stay with me,” he mumbles, pathetically. “Please.”

So you sleep that night in the chair by his bedside, and wake up with an impossibly stiff neck and a headache.

He’s more awake today, more alive and coherent, and he starts cracking jokes at you as soon as he sees you’re awake.

“You’re an idiot,” you tell him. “Absolute idiot. Stop telling jokes. You almost died.”

He doesn’t stop.

“Leo,” you say, as he makes another joke about his near-death experience and wiggles his eyebrows at you and laughs and winces.

“I won’t give up until you laugh!” he says, and starts another joke, and you put your head in your hands and groan.

“You’re an idiot,” you say again.

“I know that means you love me,” he hums.

And you, love-languageless you, realize that he’s right. That does mean ‘I love you.’

You laugh here, awkwardly. “Yeah. Yeah. You’re right.”

“Made you laugh.”

“I love you,” you tell him, outright.

His eyes glow and he smiles at you, his teeth on display. “I love you a bajillion times more than that.”

“That’s not even a number.”

“Love defies all known boundaries of reality.”

“Leo --”

“Y/n --”

And you’re laughing now, properly giggling and grinning, and the weight on your chest has lifted up a bit.

“I love you,” he says again, serious. “And I’m sorry for hurting you. By… getting hurt. I really tried to be careful, to not get hurt, for you, I swear, but --”

“But you’re alive,” you finish. “You’re alive.”

“I love you,” he says again.

“I love you,” you say, and the love is stuck inside of your chest and you don’t know how to get it out.

After another week, Leo’s going stir-crazy in the recovery room, and Donnie agrees that he can move around a bit. He hobbles all over the lair with a pair of blue crutches, peeking into the various rooms and complaining about his broken leg.

You’re following him around, picking up the things he knocks over and watching him with a worried eye as he wobbles and hobbles and clumsily clamors around on one leg.

“Maybe let’s watch a movie,” you say, catching yet another vase he’s knocked off of Splinter’s do-not-touch cabinet while gesturing with his crutch.

“I don’t want to! I’ve been sitting down for the past two weeks,” he whines.

“Well, you need to rest. You need to heal. Stop moving around so much and just rest.”

“My leg hurts when I stop moving,” he complains.

“Take some pain meds or something! Just go sit down!”

You go get him some pain medicine from Donnie, and when you get back to the living room, he’s started his favorite rom-com and claimed Splinter’s chair as his own.

“Thanks,” he says, taking the medicine, grimacing and rubbing at his leg and ribs as he tries to get comfortable.

You drag a beanbag over and sit next to his chair while he hits ‘play’ and the movie starts.

You reach over the armrest and take his hand.

It comes as a sort of instinct at first; you don’t think too much about it; but then you feel his hand tighten around yours and it occurs to you that you just grabbed his hand.

You stop your breath and feel his fingers twitch against yours and you pause and let the discomfort wash over you --

except there’s no discomfort. You wait for a moment, confused, tense, waiting for the sick to creep into your lungs at the touch of his skin.

But there’s nothing.

You just feel his pulse in his hand, and the cold roughness of his skin, and the subtle warmth spreading up your arm from the point of contact.

Your cheeks feel warm, and your chest feels warm, and his hand tightens around yours and you’re so glad he’s alive. You’re so glad he’s alive.

You stand up and start to climb onto the chair.

“Move over,” you say, and he blinks at you and scoots to one side, and you awkwardly settle in next to him.

He spreads his arms like a question and you take a breath and press yourself into his chest.

His arms are around your back, and your face is against his plastron, and he’s stroking the back of your neck with his thumb and you’re holding both of your hands flat against his chest.

He puts his lips on top of your head and you close your eyes and let yourself drown in his scent and the gentle closeness of his body.

He’s alive.

You push yourself forward, even closer, and he hugs you even tighter.

(You’re squishing his ribs and his still-healing plastron and his leg is still aching but he won’t say a word. He won’t move a muscle.)

“I love you,” you want to tell him. “I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you. And I almost lost you and I was so terrified. I still am so terrified. I love you. I love you, I love you.”

But the words are choked and collared inside your throat again. They won’t come out no matter how badly you want them to.

And yet, as Leo touches his forehead against yours and whispers are you sure? are you sure you’re fine? are you sure you want to touch? are you sure? you hear ‘i love you’ echoed a thousand times in his words and in the tenderness of his fingers on your shoulders. And then you hear it echoed back as you nod, and nod, and kiss at the bridge of his nose.