#but it’s also very pretty. so like. idk we’ll see

[thesingingrevolution]

i’m like 4 chapters in and true beauty is really telling me to start doing my makeup. i was on tiktok a few weeks ago and i tried that kpop idol makeup filter and i have never seen anyone more beautiful like i was possessed by narcissus in that moment. maybe i really do need to learn because it’s def life changing 😭

[rafesangelita]

hi victoria!!! i love ur pogue!sweetheart!reader and i was wondering if u could do a lil hurt/comfort thing where one of rafes friends tells reader she talks too much/is too loud and she gets super upset? i’m a super big crybaby and i talk a LOT and i’d love to see how you write how rafey defends n comforts her :,)

warnings: protective!rafe, topper and kelce are pretty mean in this one >:(, rafe defends you <3, sight angst, fluff, rafe being the king of reassurance

a/n: i have personal beef with anyone who tells ppl to quiet down when they’re excited for something, or just naturally outgoing. also idk how to play poker so excuse the way i explained it if it’s incorrect lol

before you, friday nights were always reserved for rafe and his friends, the group of them either going out for a beer or staying in and betting money on card games. but now? rafe spent his friday nights buried inside of you, both of you laughing and kissing each other in the dark until one of you fell asleep first. and rafe wouldn’t have it any other way. his friends however, weren’t very fond of your boyfriend choosing you over them.

which would explain their impromptu visit while you two were mid-makeout session. “so this is why she has you locked away, huh?” you jumped, rafe covering you with a throw blanket as he slipped his shirt on. “what the fuck, guys?!” rafe glared at kelce and topper, your skin hot with embarrassment. “you left the door unlocked, playboy.” topper pushed a twelve pack of beers into rafe’s chest, the pair of friends walking to the kitchen.

“are you okay, baby?” rafe leaned down, wanting nothing more than to sucker punch his idiot friends for making you feel mortified. “i’m in my bra and panties!” you whispered, scrambling up from the couch and running up the stairs to rafe’s bedroom. rafe pinched the bridge of his nose, cursing under his breath before meeting topper and kelce in the kitchen. “y’all should’ve called me or something.” his tone was harsh, kelce holding his hands up defensively.

“she has you so pussy whipped bro, would you have even answered?” no, the answer was no. “it doesn’t matter, you two shouldn’t have walked in like that.” topper scoffed, popping open a can of beer. “chill, man, we just came to see our boy,” kelce slapped rafe’s shoulder, “and beat your ass at poker.” he added. rafe laughed, muttering a ‘not a chance.’ before going upstairs to check on you. “y/n?” you were fixing your disheveled hair, your lips still swollen from your previous activities.

“hey..” you turned, rafe pulling you in for a hug. “why don’t you come downstairs? be my lucky charm for the game we’re gonna play.” you shook your head, recalling topper’s words from earlier; ‘so this is why she has you locked away, huh?’ locked away? really? “i better not, you should go have your ‘bro’ time, i know it’s been awhile..” you smiled, hoping he didn’t catch the way your gaze faltered. he did. “i want you with me.” he pecked the tip of your nose, your eyes shutting momentarily.

“what if they don’t, though?” rafe was already dressing you, waving off your words. “well then they can leave.” he shrugged. you sighed, letting him walk you downstairs where topper and kelce had the game set up on the table. “the girl scout is joining us?” you didn’t miss the way topper exchanged looks with the boy on his right. “yes, she is. is there a problem?” kelce mumbled a ‘no.’, followed by an awkward clearing of his throat.

rafe pulled you onto his lap, the guys starting the game as you rested your head against his chest. you didn’t know a thing about poker, your lips quirking every time your boyfriend shouted excitedly. “there’s no way!” topper slammed his losing cards on the table, “i have nothing!” kelce was getting frustrated, the chances of him winning decreasing with each turn. “if i flip this card and it’s right, i take all of this.” the guys had already put in well over four hundred dollars, the tension in the room incredibly thick.

“with this money we’ll get you that mixer you been wanting, how does that sound?” you nodded, both you and rafe leaning forward in anticipation. as soon as rafe turned his last card over, you screamed, jumping up as topper and kelce heads fell down in defeat. it was the first time you had even opened your mouth tonight, and kelce wasted no time in shutting you down. “calm down, do you really have to be so loud?” your smile dropped, along with rafe’s. “forreal.” topper glared at you before pushing the money in your direction.

“what’s up y’all’s asses? she’s just cheering,” rafe pulled you to his side, “just a reminder that you two came here on your own accord and interrupted us, not the other way around.” in that moment you felt like a little girl again, always having someone to tell you to quiet down and suppress your excitement. you couldn’t help the tears from welling in your eyes, their judgmental looks making you want to disappear. prior to you and rafe being together, topper and kelce had always been nice to you, but all of that seemed to go out the door when your boyfriend stopped participating in their little get togethers.

“we hardly see you anymore, bro, we just don’t understand why she can’t lay off sometimes.” topper looked over at you, his jaw ticking as rafe laughed bitterly. you couldn’t believe your ears. if only they knew how much you encouraged rafe to hang out with them. “has it ever occurred to you that maybe i rather spend my time with my girlfriend than hanging out with you two? get the fuck out of my house.” topper and kelce looked like they were at a loss for words, both of them apologizing to you under their breath.

“and not that it matters anymore, ‘cause you two are so convinced that she has me trapped in her evil lair somewhere, but she encouraged me to come down here by myself before i dragged her along with me. you don’t even know what you’re talking about.” rafe basically pushed them out before shouting, “and i’m keeping the beers assholes!”

rafe shut the front door, making sure to lock it this time before he scooped you up in his arms. “don’t cry, sweetheart, they’re both idiots.” you sniffled, laughing softly. rafe smiled at the fact that he knew how to make you feel better. “talk my ear off while i order that mixer, i love hearing your voice.”

[so-much-for-the-seashells]

Sore

Logan Howlett x Reader

Minors, do NOT interact.

A/N: More of my Wolvie because my creative side rests in him atm. Based on the fact that my back literally is brokeback mountain and my legs feel like I took that cowboy up on his offer for five hours after saving his horse atm 🤣 also, domestic smut is SO underrated.

Anyway, all interaction, especially commentary is heavily appreciated! Enjoy!

Cw: Logan’s helping you feel less sore, things get steamy. Fluffy and spicy, domestic!Logan.

P.S: Want more of Logan? Check out my headcanons and/or feel free to submit an ask for a Drabble or Ficlet. :> You want daddy dom Logan? I gotchu. You want Logan to watch, idk, Cars with you?? I gotchu. Just nothing too dark or too crazy, please. Anonymous or not, feel free to drop your thoughts/thots!

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You had flopped down on the your big ass bed the moment you’d gotten home from the gym. For whatever reason you had thought it would be a good idea to overdo it both today and yesterday, and now your legs and back were suffering the consequences.

So here you are, lying face down, starfish style. You barely remembered to kick off your nasty shoes and socks. Haven’t showered, haven’t pulled the comforter down. Just lying there in your misery as the pain in your legs chooses to linger.

You had to have been lying there for about ten minutes when you’re finally ready to get up, but then you hear the door open.

“Y/N?” Logan calls, having just got home from work apparently. It’s about eight at night, this is very early for him.

“Bedroom,” you call back weakly.

You hear his light footsteps pattering towards you. If you hadn’t been together as long as you had you wouldn’t be able to hear him because of how stealth he is.

“Aw, sweets, what’s wrong?” he asks as he walks into the bedroom.

“Sore,” you mumble, giving him another one word answer.

“Why?” he prods, in a somewhat lilting tone that implies he knows exactly why.

“Cause I overdid it,” you say begrudgingly. He was the one who warned you not to, and you could all but sense the smirk that had to be on his face right now. “If you say ‘I told you so’ I’m going to smother you,” you threaten as a follow up.

“Do it with that pretty cunt of yours and we’ll call it even.” Cheeky, as always. You groan in response, and not in a sexy way, even though his dirty words don’t fail to make your core feel a little warmer. “Alright alright. Can I try to make you feel better?”

“Please.” Your voice is slightly whiny as the ache in your legs is starting to get unbearably annoying.

“Aww, sugar,” he tuts, kissing you on the top of your head. “Just give me one second.”

He disappears momentarily, reappearing with some Advil and lemonade for you to drink it with. He sets the pair on the nightstand.

“I’m gonna sit you up, okay?”

“Wait-“ you protest, before gasping ‘ow!’ as he uses his trying arms to hold you up, resting your back against your plush pillows and headboard. He sits in front of you, draping your calves over the tops of his thighs.

“Here,” he hands you the lemonade and Advil.

“Thanks. Wait- tell me about your day,” you prod, before swallowing the pill and the drink down.

“Oh, you really are sweet on your old man, ain’tcha,” he grins, flattening out the random wisps of hair that had escaped your updo. You smile sweetly at him, before downing the rest of the glass.

“Well, I went to stop some guy from stealing an old lady’s purse, but by the time I got over there she was smacking him over the head with it.”

“What in the Tom and Jerry?” you laugh incredulously.

“I swear it! In my too-many years I’ve never seen anything like that.” God, you could never grow tired of seeing Logan like this. Giggly, tired, relaxed. It’s so nice.

“It’s the thought that counts, I guess,” I offer.

“Yeah, until Granny knocks it out of you,” he quips, and we both laugh. “So, where are you hurting?”

“My legs and my back. Shouldn’t have done the extra set of the one where you close your legs on the thing,” I tell him.

“What’re you wearing under this?” he asks, motioning to you. You’re wearing a sports tank and shorts, and underneath…

“Girl’s boxers and a sports bra.”

“Attagirl. Mind if I strip you down to those? Less layers makes it easier for me to dig into you.”

“You ask that as if you don’t fuck me almost every night,” you quip, the affirmation plain in your voice.

“And almost every morning and afternoon, but who’s counting?” he retorts with a mischievous grin. This is true- even after so many years of being together the two of you still can’t keep your hands off of each other.

“Don’t forget about evenings,” you add.

He gasps melodramatically, -“I could never.”-before tugging off your shorts. You sigh contentedly, glad to be free of your fabric confines. He then gently eases off your shirt so that, true to his word, you’re only in your undergarments.

“Can you lay on your stomach for me?” he asks.

“Mhm,” you slowly move from your spot amidst the pillows, slowly but surely. The pain doesn’t get enough time to build as much as before, and just rests at the same throbbing as before. You hear Logan rummaging in the nightstand.

“Shit, sorry, baby. I thought I had bought more of that lavender oil, but I forgot,” he says apologetically.

“Don’t worry about it, your hands are more than enough already,” you tell him.

“Oh yeah?” Logan turns any words he can into a double entendre, it’s his sense of humor.

“I’m surprised you don’t have a rabbit mutation,” you laugh, referring to his persistent and ever present horniness.

“Do I look like a rabbit to you?” he asks gruffly, still joking. You feel the bed dip from behind you under his weight.

“You are pretty cute,” you tell him.

“But a rabbit?” he asks, incredulousness in his voice.

“Mayb-ohh,” your words are broken off as his surprisingly gentle hands start kneading your calves.

“Ohh,” he imitates, pressing deeper. God it feels good- hurts on contact, but then completely alleviates the pressure.

“Shut up,” you try to say through your soft moans of pleasure.

“That’s gonna be a no, sugar,” you can hear the overconfidence in his voice, and it doesn’t even bother you because of how much better you’re feeling.

“Ow-,” you whisper as he presses on a particularly painful spot in the inside of your leg.

“That’s it, huh?”

You meekly hum in response as he takes initiative to continue pressing on it, digging into it with his thumbs.

Eventuakly he has you feeling like putty, all comfortable until…

“Oh, come on!” you say indignantly as he flips you over. You feel the dull pain in your legs ignite again, and you already know what he’s about to make you do.

“I know, but you know you need to stretch,” he chides, sitting on his knees between your thighs. He has a shit-eating grin on his face, because he knows damn well how inflexible you are, especially when you’re sore.

You stick your tongue at him to no avail. He grabs your thigh, squeezing it before beginning to push it back. The dull pain immediately intensifies.

“F-fuck you!” you squeak as he pushes your thigh back further, your knee nearing your shoulder. You clutch Pookie as tight as you can to your chest. The words are directed more to the pain than him, but he can’t help but tease you, naturally.

“Is that nice?” he chastises lightly, the smile plain on his lips as he holds you in place. You can feel your muscles screaming from the soreness, but the position does seem to be alleviating the pressure some.

“No,” you pout guiltily, not wanting to seem ungrateful to him.

“I’m kidding,” his voice softens as he presses my leg back further.

“Ow!” you whine, the additional pressure making your leg impossibly more sore.

“Easy, sweet girl,” he reassures me, massaging the back of my thigh as he holds it in place. He grabs the lone stuffed animal that rests amongst your too-many pillows and blankets. It’s an okapi, his name is Pookie. However, Logan calls him ‘Abomination,’ because the first time you showed him a picture of one that’s what he called it. You always get miffed about him calling it that, so he adamantly makes sure to do so, even though he’s the one that bought it for you on a whim. Go figure.

“How about you hold A-Bomb? Will that make you feel better?”

“It will if you call him by the right name,” you tell him, sass in your voice. He grins- for whatever reason he finds it extremely amusing to annoy you.

“But his name is Abomination,” Logan insists, momentarily distracting you from putting down your leg before picking up your more sore one.

“No it’s not,” you protest, before literally squeaking from how bad it hurts to have the other leg pushed back.

“Fine, it’s not,” he says gently, handing you the stuffed animal with his free hand as he keeps your leg pinned back. You squeeze it as he pushers further, holding it for what feels like fifteen years but in reality is probably all of fifteen seconds.

Slowly you start feeling better, that is until he drops your leg and grabs both this time.

“Logan, no, I’m already stretched out, I feel better-,” you try, but as always, he knows better. He lifts both legs up, and however much better you were feeling is immediately ruined because your lower back is being added to the equation.

“Ow!” you whine, trying to wriggle free from his grasp to no avail. Damn his super strength. Your back is all but shrieking at you now.

“I seem to recall you being able to do this,” Logan says smugly. And you immediately clench on nothing, because you know exactly what he’s referring to.

“Well you’re not exactly dicking me down right now, are you?” Usually when your legs are over his shoulders like this it’s because he’s ploughing into you like it’s your last night on earth. And the memories are vivid- he always makes damn sure of that. The sweat on his brow, his filthy vocabulary….

Okay, you’re wet now.

“Dicking you down?” he laughs. “What are you, Wade?”

“Suddenly I’m not turned on anymore,” I roll my eyes. The Merc with a Mouth may just about exclusively talk about sex, but somehow it’s never sexy. Maybe it has something to do with the fact he still has the brain of a thirteen year old. Who knows.

“Mmm, let’s see about that,” he murmurs, tossing your stuffed animal to the side and dropping your legs down, to your relief. He tugs at your boxer shorts, looking you in the eye for consent. You nod, and he takes no time at all to slide them down your pretty legs. “Looks pretty turned on to me,” he says gravelly as he looks at your cunt.

“Mhm,” you agree, your voice wanton and low.

He knows exactly what you like, and neither of you is surprised by the shiver your elicits from you as he runs a knuckle through your slick folds.

One of the things about being with Logan is anything can be sexy, and by association, turn into sex. You don’t mind at all- you match his freak, if you will- but it is easy to marvel at how random it can be.

Some days it’s just your morning chatter- you’ll be talking about who knows what, maybe a movie you’ve seen, maybe your plans for the day. And then you’ll straddle him to get him to focus on you, because he’s always sleepy and slow in the morning. Before you know it he’ll have his hands on your hips, easing you up and down on his cock.

Other times it’ll be you two silently reading on the couch, legs crossed over one another because you can’t go a second without touching. Once one of you gets bored, it’s over for the other. If it’s he who gets bored but you’re still invested in your book, he’ll have you cockwarm him and finish your book. Sometimes it’s the other way around, but because you’re so needy you’ll usually be bouncing on him before he can finish and who is he not to do as you wish?

It’s always something. And one of those somethings apparently him helping you stretch,, which is a new one because usually you pass out after he contorts you like that.

After getting you ready for him, which really doesn’t take long since you’re almost always wet for him when you’re in his vicinity, he pulls down his sweats and his own boxers just enough to expose his dick.

But, because he’s Logan, and he’s annoying, he grabs the backs of your thighs with a mischievous grin, and before you even realize what he’s doing he presses both of your legs back. It really doesn’t hurt as bad, especially when he leans down to kiss you so passionately and all-consumingly that your mind clouds over.

“You ready f’me?” he asks, as if he doesn’t know that you are.

“Yeah, baby. Yeah,” you breathe. “Just go slow, please.”

“I promise, sweet girl,” he kisses you again, aligning himself with your entrance. “God, I love you,” he whispers as he watches himself slide into you with ease.

“I love you too,” tell him through a gasp, kissing his nose. “Please don’t make me more sore.” You have to reiterate that you want him to be slow, because while Logan is the sweetest, most considerate lover you could have, sometimes he can’t help but overdo it.

He laughs, not one to deny your imploring. “I’ve got you.” He bottoms out slowly, resting inside of you before pushing just a little bit more, hitting a spot that feels so good that it brings tears to your eyes. You’re so, so full of him, you can feel every twitch. This angle, painful as it may be, lets him get so wonderfully deep inside you. It’s a wonder you hadn’t tried this sooner.

“Oh, Logan,” you breathe, leaning into his touch as he kisses over your collarbone.

“Good, huh?” he says somewhat cockily, slowly pulling out of you before bottoming back out, hitting that impossible spot again. It feels so good that you can’t even think of something to say in response. “Thought so,” he smiles, kissing you on the nose. His voice has gonna somewhat breathy, but he still continues his steady, slow pace. The sounds that fill the room are gentle, with soft sighs and grunts and the occasional moan of one or the other’s name. And it’s perfect.

It feels so good that you feel tears slipping down your cheeks, and he leans down to kiss them away. “I know, sweet girl. I know.” His tone is soft, and it prompts you to further bury yourself in your fluffy comforter and pillows as he slowly coaxes a release out of me. He kisses you, slow but passionate as his fingers start to circle your clit in the way you like. The circles are much faster than his thrusts, and the sensation of the contrast in paces is absolutely delicious.

Logan loves having you like this- soft and sweet, in no rush. Your legs strewn haphazardly over his shoulders, squeezing him every time he nudges the head of his cock that extra inch inside of you. He loves to kiss you, to talk you through it. He loves you.

“You’re taking me so well, beautiful. You always do,” he coos, adding more pressure to your sensitive bud. You only whimper in response as your orgasm starts to build. He can feel it, hell, he can smell it. That sweet smell that’s so uniquely yours, that he’s so addicted to. “You gonna cum f’me? Make a mess all over this big dick?” he asks, knowing full well how much of a mess his dirty words make of you. You nod ever so slightly, you’re entire body on fire from how good it feels.

Your legs tighten around his head as you cum, and it’s perfect. The pleasure is immense, intense enough to make you close your eyes as he keeps his same pace, drawing it out longer than ever. “Logan?” you whisper once you catch your bearings.

“Yeah?” he asks, still moving slowly and hitting that perfect spot. His voice is slightly strained, you can tell he wants to cum.

“Cum in me, please,” you ask with your best doe eyes.

“Gladly, sugar,” he kisses you again, coming with just a few more thrusts as you clench around him as tightly as you can. “Fuck,” he mumbles, biting the juncture of your neck and shoulder and darkening what may as well be a permanent mark from him. He always bites in the same spot. He lets your legs down but stays inside you, panting as he holds you close. Eventually he pulls out, and you whine from the loss of contact, feeling your mixed releases slip out of you.

“You feeling better?” he asks, laying on his side as you do the same.

“Yeah. Thank you so much,” you tell him.

“Anything for you, gorgeous. I’ve heard that a good orgasm releases tension.”

“Is that so?”

“Oh yeah,” he grins.

“You’re ridiculous.”

“Couldn’t agree more,” he hugs you close.

“Waiiiit I need to shower,” you complain, trying to push him away.

“In a minute,” he counters, nuzzling his face in your neck and squeezing you tighter.

That’s definitely the biggest lie he could have told you, because you both knew damn well it would be more than a minute. And even when you do get out of bed- sorry, Pookie!- there’s always room for showers and post-shower sex. You don’t make the rules, it just happens. And with your luck you’ll probably be sore tomorrow, and you’ll probably have asked for it.

What can you say? You’re just a girl, after all. A girl who loves her guy, whose guy loves her.

Fin! Xx.

[star-girl69]

hi everyone! this is so lazy but pls enjoy 🫶🫶

warnings: swearing and also slight freaky stuff 😣

you: good morning my sweet girlfriend

kk: wtf

kk: why r u not in my bed??

you: babe… i told u i had to leave early this morning bc i had an appt

kk: for what?

you: getting my nails done

kk: u abandoned me to get ur nails done?

you: yes…?

you: i don’t think i appreciate this attitude maybe i’ll just go back to my dorm

kk: please come back to my place.

you: say pretty please with sprinkles on top

kk: y/n

you: ok see u tmrw then

kk: pretty please with sprinkles on top.

you: ofc i will come back to urs 🥰

kk: 🙄

you: attitude????

kk: no ily

you: aww i love u too!

—-

you: can u plz drive me to my friend’s birthday dinner on friday and pick me up

kk: what times

you: drop me off at 6 pick me up at 9

kk: ok no problem

you: thank u ily

you: i would carpool w my friend serena but i don’t trust her in a car

you: she runs red lights a lot lol

kk: ??? plz don’t ever get into a car with her. i will drive u always

you: aww ur so sweet! not wanting me to die 🥰

kk: anything for my passenger princess

—-

you: CAROLINE ROSE HARVEY

kk: im sorry

kk: i’m so sorry

kk: i’ll make it up to you i promise im so sorry

…

laila: what did you do to kk 😭😭

laila: she’s staring at her phone in horror and when i asked her what was wrong she just said y/n before putting her head in her hands

you: i’m letting her sit in fear for a minute

laila: i admire you a lot ❤️

…

you: so i wake up this morning

kk: yes and u looked so pretty when i left

you: thank u

you: anyways and i then go about my day and i’m ready to run out and do my errands i look at myself in the mirror

kk: and u saw how beautiful u r?

you: yes and also i saw a GAINT FUCKING HICKEY ON MY NECK

you: SEVERAL OF THEM ACTUALLY

kk: do u really want me to say sorry for that

you: yes??? i need so much makeup to cover this up. actually i think u should buy new concealer for me

kk: as long as i can do it again

you: no this is so embarrassing

kk: it’s ok you’ll be saying different later

kk: besides u were encouraging me last night

you: ur delusional i’ve never done that

kk: if u say so babe but we both know

you: *link to new concealer*

kk: just bought 2 prepare to use them up

you: no

kk: yessss

you: no

kk: 😉

you: die

kk: ❤️

—-

you: i’m really craving chick fil a

kk: ok

you: i’m REALLY craving chick fil a

kk: u mentioned that

you: bye u don’t care abt me

you: gonna go text my other hoes

kk: u don’t have other hoes

you: im about to

kk: we’ll see

you: PLEASE GET ME CHICK FIL A

you: PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

kk: thought u were texting other hoes?

you: i lied ur my only hoe and ilysm

you: plz get me chick fil a

you: i’ll do a cartwheel on it

kk: ???

kk: babe i’ll get u chick fil a

kk: thanks tho? i think

you: YAYYYY

—-

kk: i know ur asleep right now and i know u r very tired and i’m sorry but i forgot my helmet can u pls bring it to me at the rink

you: how did u forget ur helmet

you: like it weighs 10 pounds and it’s huge

kk: mean

kk: and idk i’m stupid plz bring it

you: ugh fine i’m On my way!

you: omw.

you: im not excited

kk: i love u so much u r the light of my life i cannot imagine waking up without ur beautiful face next to me u are brighter than the sun and i love u

you: thank u shakespeare ur so romantic

you: can we go shopping tmrw and u pay i need new pants

kk: u don’t need pants

you: it’s 9am

kk: yes we can go shopping tmrw

you: love u!

kk: ❤️

—-

you: hi

you: are u doing anything tn?? i feel like we haven’t seen each other in forever

kk: i know baby i miss u

kk: i have practice until 8 but u can come over still after? sleepover?

you: yes definitely i’ll be there

kk: i cant wait to see u pretty girl

—-

you: omg this restaurant looks so good we should go

kk: sunday at 6?

you: um yes i’m free

kk: just made a reservation

you: damn 😭 i’m impressed

kk: whatever my girl wants she gets 🤷‍♀️

—-

you: hi baby

…

you: so what position u got her in rn?

you: missionary? cowgirl?

kk: why do i love u

you: blocked

kk: i have no girls in no positions except for u

you: why are u so busy then?

kk: picked up this new hobby called hockey idk if it will go anywhere

kk: been at the gym for an hour about to go hit the rink

you: send workout pics 😜

—-

kk: hiiiiiiiiii

you: hi babe

kk: tone down that attitude plz

you: ?

kk: actually

kk: turn around show me that ass

you: are u drunk rn

kk: maybe

kk: you have an amazing ass do i tell u that enough

kk: i should tell u more

kk: i love ur ass

you: thank u…

you: do u need to be picked up?

kk: no laila is dd

kk: wanted to talk to my pretty girl

you: u sure know how to make a girl blush

kk: only u babe

kk: i like ur boobs too

you: oh my god pls hand the phone to laila

kk: this is laila don’t worry we’re going home rn

you: laila ur a goddess thank u

kk: i try ❤️❤️

—-

[mbbmz]

Heyyy!! I read your nsfw alphabet for Shinichiro and ngl i died halfway😭 (why aint he real😔) ANYWAY could you also do one for Wakasa? You write him so good <33

AHHHH HI AGAIN :D no but seriously why isn’t he real 😔 anyways you gonna be real sad soon bc Wakasa ain’t real either (it’s even worse ik)

Anywayyys like I said last time I love him so much so thx for requesting 🤭🤭

NSFW alphabet : Wakasa Imaushi

Anywayyys NSFW under the cut besties

Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

LOTS of cuddles. That’s the main thing after intimacy with him. I think this man loves physical contact and just lives for the way you fit in his arms. Will probably even run his hand in your hair and never utter a word.

You ain’t moving for a few minutes after he came bc he’s just not letting go. For the rest, it depends of the intensity of the activity. If he knows it has been rough for you, he’ll actually get up his ass if you ask him something. Otherwise I’m sorry baby bc you getting that glass of water yourself 😔

Body part : (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite part of his body is his arms, because they’re strong enough to keep you nice and spread for him <3 He loves to manhandle you, you can’t change my mind about this.

If you ask him what body part he liked the most about you, he will shamelessly and honestly reply your ass. Come on, you can’t tell me he isn’t an ass man. Probably check you out anytime and smack it when he feels like it.

Cum (anything to do with cum)

If he’s not wearing a condom, he would pretty much cum anywhere on your skin, just loves the sight of you coated in his load. It kinda depends of the position honestly (if he can, he will cum on your ass)

I also think he cums a lot (idk either just wanted to say it)

Dirty secret

Loves when you send him nudes, full or partial. Most of the time you’ll send them to initiate something before one of you comes home, but he keeps them to jerk off when he’s needy and you can’t take care of it.

Ain’t really a secret though bc like I said, this man is shameless and wouldn’t hide you anything you ask him.

Experience (How experienced are they?)

I like to think he’s pretty experienced. Probably had his share of hook ups, nothing really serious. He’s experienced and very skilled, can make your legs wobbles if he wants to

Favorite position

Spooning : Lazy sex with him is just SO obvious. I mean, imagine waking up to his face buried in your neck for behind. You’d hum curiously, before feeling his hardness poking at your ass. You’d understand the assignment and lift your leg slightly so he can slide in your warms walls. He would do slow and short movements, playing with your clit as he pants in your neck.

Reverse cow-girl : Like I said, he’s an ass man, so this position is just a must for him. It just turns him on so much. He would probably spread your cheeks to see his cock pumping in and out of your hole. If you’re embarrassed about it, it could be one of the rare times he praises you

Goofy (are they more serious in the moment or humorous?)

He’s always serious in the bedroom, you’ll never catch him crack a joke. However, he does enjoy teasing the shit out of you, but we’ll talk about that later

Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He probably trims regularly, just to keep a clean aspect. If you ask him to do more or less than what he’s doing he probably won’t, since he mostly does it for him.

Unfortunately no he doesn’t have purple down there 😔 but since he’s blond you can try and convince him to dye it (you won’t succeed but you can still try)

Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

I think he would be unknowingly romantic, would kiss you everywhere just to feel your skin under his mouth. Will suck and bite it, because he’s a little shit.

Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)

I don’t think he jerks off really often. Most of the time you’re here to help him when he feels needy and when you’re not he doesn’t necessarily have the motivation to do it himself. In rare moments of intense neediness he’ll pull out his phone and open the secret folder he has with all your nudes and videos-

Kink (one or more of their kinks)

I don’t see him as very kinky tbh

- Semi public : Will have you sitting on the counter of your friend’s bathroom while his tongue eagerly lap at your folds. You’ll have to muffle your moans and when you do he’ll give you that lazy, mocking smile, silently teasing you for your sensitivity.

- Hair pulling : Both giving and receiving, will pull your hair while you give him a blowjob or ride him (in doggy style also). He also wants you to pull his hair when he’s eating you out, will let out the prettiest moans, sending vibrations on your pussy.

Location (Favorite places to do it)

Loves doing it in places you can get caught (as long as it’s at least a bit comfortable). A car for exemple or a friend’s place.

Your bed works really well too, it’s the most versatile things after all <3

Motivation (what gets them started and going)

I swear I SWEAR he just loves seeing you mad. You’d be in front rambling about anything, a frown on your face and he would barely listen to you, the only thought in his brain being to fuck the anger out of you. If you ask him if he’s even listening to you, he’ll just tell you that you’re hot when you’re mad and try to fluster you (it always works)

Even if he tells you he don’t like it when you move too much during sex, the glint in his eyes when he has to grab your wrists and pin them for you to stay still tells you otherwise.

NO (something they wouldn’t do/turn offs)

I think he wouldn’t want to try knife/blood play. The only times he sees blood is when he beats up someone so it just feels wrong for him to make you bleed.

Oral (Giving/receiving preferences, skills..)

Has INSANE eating out skills and I’ll never shut up about it. He just loves feeling you crumble under his tongue. He can’t get enough of your thighs squeezing him. Face sitting is also a big yes. Will probably ask you to put all your weight on him bc he can take it <3

Ofc will never refuse a blowjob from you (although it will turn into facefucking most of the time, only if you’re comfortable ofc)

Pace (are they more fast and rough or slow and sensual)

Listen, listen. How about slow AND rough? Slow and hard thrusts with him, wants you to feel every drag of his heavy cock in your walls.

Quickie (Do they enjoy it quick?)

Really likes foreplay so I don’t think he’ll be really into quickies, but if one of you (or the two of you) is really needy, he will indulge in it. Prefers taking his time though.

Risk (are they up to experiment, do they take risks etc…)

Yes. He’s up for experiment AND risk. Pretty much down to try a lot of things with you, as long as you agree. As I mentioned, he likes doing it in places you can get caught. He’s very versatile, just name something and you’ll get to try.

Stamina (How many rounds can they go)

I think he could go for 2-3 rounds and start to really tire at the third. Could probably go a bit more but most of the time too lazy to do so (you’ll have to give him some motivation :) )

Toy (Do they own toys? Using them on a partner or themselves?)

He’s a little shit. Did I say that? Probably has a bullet vibrator and tease you with it. He’ll start by pressing in on your nipples and stomach, which is not nearly enough, and will have you beg for it before he gently presses it on your swollen clit. Wont let you cum however, he can do that himself.

Unfair (How much do they like to tease)

Tease tease tease tease. I swear he’s so unfair sometimes. Also loves putting you in your place, so if you’re acting like a brat, have fun being edged again and again.

Volume (How loud are they?)

Pretty quiet actually. You can tell when he’s close because he’d let out quiet pants and curses, but it’s the most you’ll get.

Wild card (random headcanon)

One day, Takeomi walked in the two of you having sex on his bed during a small meeting with a few common friends. Didn’t even seem surprised for some reason, just left the room while telling you to get dressed and out of his room. Keeps a close eye on you when you’re at his place since.

X ray (Let’s see what going on under those clothes…)

6-7 inches probably, a bit thick I think. No curves, just straight. His tip is a light pink.

Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Pretty average. I’d say he’d be fine by doing it 1-2 times a week, maybe even a bit less. If you have a high sex drive however he’ll be happy to indulge in your needs.

ZZZ (How fast do they fall asleep afterwards)

Despite being lazy, probably stays awake for a bit, just to enjoy cuddling you. Will probably let you fall asleep before him so he can listen to your soft breaths (or snores, whatever). He’ll always cuddle you before going to sleep.

[dipperscavern]

thinking about stark men pet names. sorry ive already sent you like 3 asks this is getting embarrassing. but im here and i live here now.

jon is TOTALLY a ‘woman’ and ‘girl’ kind of guy always going ‘there’s a good girl’ ‘you’re my woman’ and robb naturally is always calling you ‘my lady’ and i fully accept and believe you when you have him calling reader ‘pretty’, ‘pretty thing’ etc… chivalrous till the end!

but i cannot for the life of me land on what cregan’s style would be. i feel like it would be very teasing but also with an edge of possession. i can see him always calling you ‘wife’ in place of anything else…

don’t apologize!! ur asks are delicious & i will forever appreciate any ask anyone sends me 🫶🏻 send ten and we’ll debrief about every single one my lovely

jon is so accurate. “there’s a good girl” & referring to u as his woman are just stamps in his vocabulary. he’s not really a words type of guy, but they just spill out sometimes.

robb is very chivalrous and charming, pet names come to him naturally. “my lady”, “pretty”, “pretty thing” etc. his mouth literally never stops running. omg i can also see an “atta girl” escaping every once in a while.

okay i’m putting on my bulletproof vest for this one but… cregan doesn’t seem like a pet name type of guy. don’t get me wrong, he still showers u with compliments & things like that, but idk i just can’t see it 😞 would definitely have “wife” slipping from his lips pretty often though!! i can see it as a teasing thing between the both of you.

“husband.” & he pulls you in by your hips, “wife.”

[grace-williams-xo]

RAMBLING THOUGHTS AFTER FINISHING PART TWO. GONNA ADDRESS MY P1 THOUGHTS FIRST. SPOILER WARNING.

1 & 2: I think Debling could’ve worked in the second half, and I’m kinda sad Cressida didn’t get a happy ending. The Creloise fell of a CLIFF after ep 5 but I think it could still be saved

5: no cishet man has ever loved his wife more than Anthony Bridgerton I’m gonna be ill

6 & 12: kanthony’s absence was felt BAD in the finale, I think their reactions to LW were sorely needed. Also Jonny and Simone have both said they’ll be at every sibling’s wedding and stick around for years but they missed Francesca’s??? Also felt their absence too much then. They’re both booked and busy I think we’ll continue to only get a couple episodes a season from them

8: Francesca did get to thrive happy in pt 2 my baby I love her

9: I think they managed to disconnect the mondrich plot even further like 😭 once again, I don’t mind them their plot just feels very empty

10: Pen and Delacroix CONTINUE to be my fave duo I love them so freaking much and they can never get rid of it

13: Portia’s growth this season continued to be 10/10 I loved her and Penelope’s relationship it really showed what it’s like to be closely related to people you oppose and the process of needing to forgive and understand them for your own peace of mind

14: that was not how I was expecting Colin to find out about Whistledown

15: Marcus felt a little rushed in part two but I think I need to watch the whole season together to fully decide

17: this was indeed the longest 27 days of my life I got Covid day after it dropped lmfao

MY ~NEW~ THOUGHTS:

We finally got character development from Cressida and if they write her out I’ll be inconsolable (as will Jessica Madsen)

I hope they paid Golda Rosheuvel good for her feet exposure. Worth more than titties in this economy

I feel the need to tell everyone that £5000 in 1815 is in the realm of £500,000 today and we cannot brush over the fact Penelope has made herself the equivalent of a literal millionaire

Anthony has two moods ‘I’m obsessed with my wife’ ‘I want to win this game’ like it is comical how drastically different his facial expression is in the game of charades compared to pretty much every other scene

Anthony saying the marriage is perfect and not hard work and Kate being like BOY I will humble you,,,, doing the lord’s work I love her so much

At some points I felt like Francesca was fighting Anthony for ‘Violet’s least favourite child’ award lmao

John saying he’s off to look at the wainscotting was unfairly funny

Cressida in the red dress is even better than I imagined fuck even if she’s not gay then I am

Peneloise back together the universe is healing I love my babies all we need now is creloise lovers and peneloise friendship simultaneously I don’t like it being one or the other sue me

However much Brimsley is getting paid isn’t enough,,,, Hugh Sachs the man that you are

I adored Penelope’s wedding dress so much and as bitter as I am still about no kanthony wedding in s2, it felt kind of right somehow for Polin to be the first wedding we properly see in this show

Most of the costumes and makeup feel like they got worse,,,,, big ‘I hired a 14 year old’ energy. I don’t need historical accuracy but I would like a modicum of care and the costume/hair/makeup dept looking at a single historical reference from before 1850,,,, please

We all got the bi Benedict we’ve been asking for and I appreciate it, and recognise that he needed Tilley to explore that, but I still would’ve preferred if they first main queer experience was not a threesome

If they go straight into benophie in s4 (which idk, I’m so torn bc I feel like F, E and B all could work well next season) then I also feel like bi Benedict was just them throwing a bone for 5 mins but meant nothing

The CONTENTIOUS Michaela Stirling,,,,, I was undecided until I saw it but that was the definition of gay panic from Francesca and it worked so well I am so excited.

As your resident peerage expert, it is much easier for women to inherit titles in Scotland than England so I wonder (not that anyone on this show knows anything) if that was a reason they chose Francesca to be sapphic [general peerage info and female inheritance info if you care]

On the above, if they can canonically end racism with one marriage then they can end homophobia with one marriage as well

We all know Eloise was the easy and obvious choice to be the queer love story but part of me does kind of like them not taking the easy route, and them going something more unexpected, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want Creloise/Sapphic El like they had eight children let’s be honest

Finch’s sneeze and Phillips’s “now Varely! The bugs!” were unfairly funny

Everything Lady Danbury said to Penelope about suspecting her and what not felt very in character and you can fight with the wall idc

Did they tell us the name of Polin’s baby boy???

Hyacinth saying she thinks of Gregory as the family pet,,,,, girl you an icon walking amongst mere mortals

Predictions I got right:

Anthony didn’t kill Colin, but “are you gonna duel your own brother” lmao I was on the right track

I knew Polin would win the Featherington baby race and I love that for them (but why were Prudence and Phillipa pregnant most of the season, barely showing, Kate was showing almost immediately, and then in the epilogue the sisters all had baby’s similar-ish ages???? Give the writers room a calendar please)

I SAID FROM DAY DOT THAT THE FURNITURE THEY BROKE FROM SEX WAS A CHAISE I CANT FIND THE POST BUT I KNEW IT I FUCKING KNEW IT WHERE DO I COLLECT MY PRIZE SOME OF YOUR GUESSES WERE TRULY FUCKING COOKED

Okay that was too long if you made it this far I’ll make you cookie ily

[emi-the-gremlin]

Palasaki week day 2: dead girl detectives

Crawls out of hole in the ground hi hello here I am fashionably late as always (don’t procrastinate challenge: impossible) honestly I was so lucky that I didn’t have school today, or yesterday, or I straight up wouldn’t have been able to make it, I’m pretty sure. Also this gave me hand cramps, learn from my mistakes and don’t draw on your phone, I won’t stop ofc, but you know do as I say not as I do or whatever.

Anyway I’m rambling i’ll just go over the designs and then we’ll move on to story

Niko: my only real ideas for Niko, was that bunny ear bow, cause those are cute as fuck. So I ended up researching Japanese 80s fashion, it wasn’t very helpful but I did end up seeing that off the shoulder cardigan, and was like yes, that is perfect. And of course, the mushrooms are a reference to her ep 3 outfit.

Crystal: again my designs aren’t very complicated. I found a shirt-skirt combo that I thought was perfect for Crystal, but then I was like what if pants? So I wrestled with that for a little while, but decided to go with pants, because first of all it’s practical, second, I don’t think Crystal would give a shit about dress etiquette.

Story (don’t judge to hard, it’s the middle of the night, and I wrote this in like 10 minutes): our story begins back in 1916, where Crystal makes a deal with a demon for her soul thinking he loves her, she gets possessed and dies in the process getting stuck in hell for the next 73 years. When she gets out she meets Niko, who’s currently dying from the sprites effects, so Crystal end up keeping her company in her final moments.

They start up an agency in New York (or Washington dc idk) solving cases with Crystal’s powers and Niko’s compassion (and excellent reading comprehension skills ofc)

Now in present day, they’re solving a case about some dangerous books being in the the wrong hands, which leads them directly to a boarding school, where one nerdy occult obsessed exchange student is about to be sacrificed (aka Edwin) he obviously wants to go back to England after this whole horrible experience, and they end up following him, after Crystal gets a vision about a little girl (Emma in this au) being in danger, back in the UK.

They solve the whole Emma business, and help her back home (Mrs. Knights home for wayward children) where they meet Charles, who’s taking refuge there to escape his dad (and since Edwin has the magical amnesia now he ends up moving in too)

And that’s all I got lol

[jinx-xxed]

Sick Days

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A/N; Sick fics are my absolute fav thing ever!! Also idc if they didn’t have showers just let me live in this lie, maybe they’d figure it out with magic or smth idk

Summary; Ban takes care of his overworking, sick partner.

Content; Reader is sick, pretty domestic and fluffy, Ban is very sweet, Ban plays doctor basically

Wc; 1.4k

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It’s late morning when you trudge down the stairs in the Boar Hat tavern, one hand holding the railing to keep yourself balanced. The day outside is gloomy, the normally bright blue sky now covered by dark gray clouds threatening rain. It matches how you’re feeling perfectly.

You’d woken up feeling like shit and as much as you’d wanted to turn over, pull the blanket over your head and ignore the day, you couldn’t. You have a mission to do with the rest of the Sins and you aren’t able to just miss it, even though your head is pounding. Your whole body feels strangely cold despite the fact you’re both a fire wizard and incredibly resistant to frigid temperatures, and all of your senses feel muffled. To top it all off, your nose is stuffy.

You find your place at one of the tables within the main room of the tavern, groaning slightly at the way your body aches any time you move. You don’t know why you were feeling like this and it’s pissing you off. You have a mission to go on, damn it, you weren’t going to let some sudden illness make you stay behind.

You barely register when food is set in front of you but you were still able to mumble a ‘thank you’ to whoever had brought it. You pick at the food and take only one or two bites, the meal putting a little warmth back into your body.

Your name is suddenly shouted loud enough to pierce through the cotton in your brain.

Your head snaps up—making the pounding in your head worse for a brief second—as your captain exclaims your name. It seems you’d been so lost in your muddled mind that you didn’t comprehend him trying to get your attention by saying your name five times. “Yes?”

“Are you feeling alright?” Meliodas asks, concern creasing the features on his face.

“I’m fine.” You say simply. Before you can react, the blond is pressing the back of his hand against your forehead. He shakes his hand when he retracts it like he got burned, a wince on his face.

“Jeez, you’re burning up.” He puts his hands on his hips with a sigh. “Well, I’m taking you out of this mission then. You’ll need to stay here.”

You stand, holding back your groan at the way your head throbs and limbs ache. “What?! I’m fine, I can go on the mission. I can’t just- I can’t stay here doing nothing.” You insist.

He looks at you with a raised brow. “I’m not letting you go on a mission like this one when you’re obviously sick, that would just be irresponsible. It’s best that you stay in the tavern and rest, alright?”

Everyone currently in the Boar Hat knows that wouldn’t happen though. Even if you’re sick, you would continue to work on whatever you could. No matter how you felt, you’d keep working. You see illness as an obstacle that you simply had to walk around and ignore, despite how bad it may be. However, if you did keep working, you would only get sicker.

Meliodas was clearly a little conflicted. He wanted his teammate to rest but he wasn’t sure if anyone else could stay behind-

“I’ll stay with her.”

Ban comes to stand beside you, putting an arm around your waist to keep you stable because you’re swaying on your feet. You don’t hesitate to lean against him.

Meliodas begins to protest, “Ban we’ll need you on this mission-“

“I’m sure you’ll be just fine without me. Besides, you want them to get better don’t you?” Ban asks with a dumb smirk on his face, knowing he’s won when the captain narrows his eyes slightly.

Meliodas sighs. “Fine, you two stay here then. Everyone else, let’s get going, we don’t want to be late.”

King and Gowther follow Meliodas out where Diane is waiting. Elizabeth goes to follow as well but she briefly pauses before you and Ban. “Sir Ban, please make sure they get better! All the medical supplies are in the bathroom upstairs.” She tells him.

“I got it, princess, don’t worry.” Ban reassures her. She nods and hurries to catch up to the rest of the group.

He then looks to you who’s leaning heavily against him now, looking half asleep where you were standing. You jolt back to full consciousness when you hear the door shut behind Elizabeth. “Alright you, why don’t you go upstairs and take a hot shower? I’ll get some soup ready.” He tells you gently.

“Mmkay.” You mumble before slowly heading upstairs.

You did as he said and got into the shower, the water scalding hot. It feels nice against your freezing body, the steam rising in the room also helping to clear your stuffy nose. You stay in there for a long while.

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Ban understood the fact that you were probably taking a pretty long shower, as you usually would if you’re sick, but eventually it became so long that it was almost concerning. Surely the hot water would’ve run out by now?

The soup was done so he decided to go and investigate. He heads upstairs and doesn’t hear the shower running and upon further investigation, he finds the bathroom empty. He calls your name, voice echoing down the empty hallway. He doesn’t get any kind of response. Maybe you’d fallen asleep?

He goes to the ladder attached to the attic where your room is. The trapdoor leading into the attic is open so he peeks inside, looking for his sickly comrade. He finds you in the right corner of the room closest to the door where a desk is tucked against the wall. As he pulls himself up fully into the room, he sees the papers scattered on your desk that you were attempting to read over and work on.

“Seriously?” He demands, his annoyance evident in his tone.

You jump at his voice, looking over to him. “What? These papers have to get done-“

“For fuck’s sake, you’re sick.” He goes over and lifts you out of your chair by your underarms. You let out a sound of protest but don’t fight him as he sets you down on the floor. “The damn papers can get done when you’re better. The reason you’re probably sick in the first place is because you overwork yourself, you know.”

“I’m just doing my job.” You insist.

“Well, your job can be put on hold for a little while. Now go downstairs, there’s food waiting.” He orders. You sigh but listen to him, then descending the ladder. He follows shortly after and shuts the door behind him.

You sit at one of the tables and a bowl of the soup he’d made is put in front of you, steam rising from its surface. You take your first bite, the warmth spreading throughout your body. It’s delicious. It has plenty of ingredients that make the soup full of flavor but still make it perfectly nutritious for your sick self.

“Do you like it?” Ban asks as you begin eating more of the soup. He sits next to you at the table, also giving you a glass of water.

You nod, swallowing another bite before speaking. “Yes, it’s really good. As expected of something made by you.”

He smiles at the praise, resting his cheek on his hand. “I’m glad.”

You finish the bowl of soup relatively quickly and then get seconds before you’re satisfied. Now after taking a hot shower and having the warm soup in your stomach, you’re feeling incredibly tired. Ban can tell by the way your head dips a little. He stands with a small smile, “ready to go to bed?”

“Mhm.” You respond.

He lifts you off your seat with ease, holding you bridal style. You nuzzle into his chest, eyes closing as you’re carried upstairs. He brings you into his room; that way it’ll be easier to keep an eye on you and get to you if you need anything.

He lays you gently in his bed, pulling the sheets over you with an extra blanket added on. “Do you want the cold towel for your head?” He asks softly. You nod.

He quickly goes and gets the towel which was lightly dampened and then frozen. It’s folded so it can easily fit against your forehead. A small rumble escapes from your throat in thanks as the cooling sensation brings some relief to your headache.

He’d closed the curtains beforehand and turned off the light so it was a dark as possible in the room. He kisses your cheek and brushes hair off your forehead. “Sleep well.” He murmurs before leaving the room, quietly shutting the door behind him.

You curl up under the covers, perfectly content in their comfort, and let sleep finally take over.

[your-unfriendlyghost]

Does Bryon have a role in the Dallas mark and Tex (and Mason) au? The end of TWTTIN always made me so sad knowing that mark didn’t see Bryon as a brother anymore

Bryon could have a role actually, valid point. Idk, I liked Bryon. Not like. A lot. But I liked him alright, and related to him in a few ways that make me slightly uncomfortable tbh, and I feel so bad for him-

I think for this AU, we’ll say Mark still talks to Ponyboy, and separately, Bryon talks to Ponyboy too. Not on purpose, initially, because he’s not the world’s biggest Ponyboy fan- but after Mark runs away to Dally’s place, Bryon’s hit with all the feelings he had in the end of TWTTIN. Only this time, Mark’s not in jail. In fact, Bryon’s pretty sure that that Curtis kid knows where Mark’s hiding- after all, he’s in the same gang as that washed-up hood Dallas Winston who’s always up to something. So Bryon seeks Ponyboy out for info. But then it just turns into like. Talking about his feelings about…everything. He’s kept it bottled up for so long that the second Pony prods him, Bryon just sorta spills.

(Design notes- Bryon’s hair’s grown out cos he’s depressed and not really taking care of himself all that well. Sixteen-year-old Pony’s hair, on the other hand, is long cos all the refs I could find of very slightly older C. Thomas Howell had 80s mullets. And yk what that’s kinda funny so I went with it- let’s just say it’s because after Johnny’s horrible haircut in Windrixville Ponyboy can’t risk letting it get cut so short ever again)

(More au rambling below the cut lol)

So now, essentially Ponyboy’s stuck between his buddy Mark, who complains about Bryon constantly, and Bryon, who is Pony’s girlfriend’s ex, and Pony’s friend’s…ex-brother? And both Bryon and Mark kinda talk to each other through Ponyboy, who’s like an unwilling messenger now. Or like the child of divorced parents, trying his damndest to keep the two from hating each other too much. (Mainly just Mark- Bryon just feels guilty)

If I were to make this au a multi chapter fic, I’d give Mark a running gag of coming up with Dr. Doofenshmirtz-style revenge plans against Bryon and trying to rope Ponyboy, Tex, Mason, and occasionally even Cathy and Angela Shepard into them.

I think Dally would be a Bryon hater cos Dally’s one big moral code is loyalty- honor among thieves, yk- and Bryon betrayed Mark. But Pony and Johnny would sympathize with the guy. Also low key I think Johnny would be a Mark hater

[purrplegyuu]

That do you think are the top 3 kink's of treasure??😶‍🌫️

Aye! Sorry for taking this long😭, i’ve been a little busy but here i am. Also, i think i should warn you guys ‘cause i’m not actually very informed about kinks and kinks’ names, so you’ll find some made up ones, sorry.

Hyunsuk’s might be praising kink as number one. This little man would love to listen to you tell him how much you like the way he touches you, the way he looks, how talented he is with his fingers. I think it’s kind of over-used for the producer and leader of every single kpop group but cock warming while he’s working. And finally, love kink (i dont think thats a real kink but idc), my man is just too sweet and too in love, so he would be down for everything if it’s with his loved one. (Such a softie, ik)

Jihoon is a lot into pain kink, like he would go crazy either slapping your pussy or your ass or biting your neck. Strength kink because he is strong—man he is totally the type to manhandle you in thousands of ways just to show you just how stronger he is and just how helpless you are. And finally, size kink. The fact that he’s able to cover your body completely under his… man i’m done🫠. Plus, he would go rock hard the next day after having sex when he sees you struggling to getting up because your legs are weak and your womb hurts, because, again, pain kink. (Yeah yeah, i already said that in the last one post, sorry!)

Junkyu is pretty weird because while some people see him as a sweet cutie pookie little angel, this man is a freak. To begin with, he would be A LOT into bdsm (specially bondage), so there will always be a rope or a pair of handcuffs hanging on the nightstand for him to keepyour hands still (and whenever it’s not, don’t worry, he’ll just use his tie). And never ask him not to cum inside of you because this will only lead on him cumming at least three times more in your womb because here comes his second kink: Junkyu’s breeding kink is crazy. And whenever he cums inside of you, he will hold your neck strongly and choke you just a little— he likes to see the way your body spasms under his, and then goes weak slowly. But hey, you started this! He always tell you not to retain your breath whenever you come.

Yoshi is a little bit weird to me because I sometimes can totally see him as a dom, but then i just feel he’s just a soft subbie, so let me figure it out… degrading AND praising. Likes to listen to you saying you love him, and the way he looks right after licking you whole, and the way he makes you feel, but will also go crazy when you tell him he can’t satisfy you enough and that you might need to look for another pretty boy to fuck instead. And the switch dynamic come back when we talk about his breeding kink—his soft subbie self (the normal one actually) would just love the idea of you carrying his children in between you arms, while his other side would just love the way you look all pregnant, the way your boobs would grow up and the way you ask him to fuck you because you’re feeling needy after two months without sex. (Oh no, i might have gone a little too far with that one🌚)

Jaehyuk is another one i think everyone is getting confused with since shining solo because he looked so submissive, but hear me out. We have another freak. He is also very into bdsm, and sometimes he might have gone a little too far before, so you had to decide a safe word because you never mean it when you ask him to stop. He just overwhelms you too much by edging you with you ping vibrator (‘cause edging is his second kink) and makes you loose yourself with every slap he gives to your pussy. And I shouldn’t say this, but I saw recently an animated porn video (im so much of a loser, sorry) in which a girl is trapped on the hole of a wall and a guy (who ends up being her boyfriend) fucks her for hours, until he cums inside of her and then… he pees… inside of her. Idk, it just screamed Jaehyuk to me so pissing kink. We’ll never mention that again, ok? Hehe

Asahi is the unkinkiest member among all treasure members imo. Sex with him is very vainilla, so I can’t actually come up with anything hot, sorry.

Doyoung is that kind of gentleman who would never admit any of his perversions, but once he actually trusts you, man, it’s gonna be a long night. Would go down on you, taking one of you legs and putting in your shoulder while your other try to hold your whole body up, and would lick you pussy for hours, even after you came twice and ask him endlessly to stop because you’re already too overstimulated. This is his first kink, and asking you to pee in his mouth when you tell him you really need to go to the bathroom is his second kink. And making you squirt would be his third (again, is that a kink?).

Haruto kinda gives me the vibes of a slightly perv guy who feels guilty over his “forbidden desires” so just hides them since he thinks he’s too dirty. However, they are not that dark—not only sexually, but in all the ways, he likes physically smaller girls, so size kink, and that would also lead to the second kink: bulge kink. And keeping your hands still by tying them with his tie is the third.

Jeongwoo is a little darker than everyone else. He’s the kind of guy who watches and repeats on his dreams. The first would be overstimulation (guess y’all already know what it is), the second would be hate kink (don’t know if it exists either but like having sex with someone he genuinely hates) and cervix penetration (which is not penetration actually, but like being so far deep inside your pussy, that he can hit your cervix over and over again).

Junghwan is also strong, so even if i know it is a little obvious and basic to day so, strength kink. Same with his size kink. And this one might take some by surprise but… praising kink. He’s just so cute and little and cute and lovely. Would become from the hardest dom to the sweetest subbie whenever he hears some barely sweet words coming out of your pretty mouth.

[acidblum]

I SEE YOU • T.S.

tess servopoulos x reader (wc: 1.5k)

MASTERLIST DO NOT BUY TLOU

you and tess plan on making a vase together, turns out she has other plans for you.

Warnings: older!tess??, a few pet names, 18+, edging, cum eating, aftercare, pure smut no plot..mdni!!!

A/N: i literally suck at writing warnings idk, have fun reading tho teehee luv uuu

living in Jackson with Tess and the rest of your chosen family sounded like a dream that might never happen. for you didn’t even know that you’ll live through the apocalypse and meet maria on a random day after years of wandering around with your family and losing them one after the other.

Tess took a liking to you after she saw you teaching the kids the numbers on a random day, from then on there, there wasn’t a place you’ve been to where you didn’t see her. It was very obvious with how she gazed at you with longing while handing you pieces of pottery she’s made despite not knowing each other, you had to give it to her she was very stubborn lowkey.

The light rain thudded against the big windows of the dimly lit house you were in with sandalwood candles here and there. It was such a cozy day but now you’re shivering from the cold. You don't necessarily feel bad for your choice of clothing since you looked nice.

“Come here baby” tapping her thigh is tess, sitting in front of the pottery wheel with everything set up on the small wheeled table for you and her to start working. You see, Tess was given a pretty spacious house of which later on she turned one of the rooms into a pottery studio for whoever wanted to learn, she loved doing it. Claimed it gave her some peace of mind when she wasn’t fighting for her life out there when she goes on patrol, and you wholeheartedly supported that because you’ll never miss out on seeing her sitting right there immersed into the act itself with knitted brows, the rolled up cuffs of her plaid button up and a wife beater underneath you could see her veins, and her long clay stained fingers.

she’s looking so good you wanted to jump her bones so badly it hurt. You and her made it a ritual to make pottery, the quiet serenity was everything to the both of you after not seeing each other for days on end. She does see you before heading out but it's another thing to have her scent sticking to you, and her hands all over you whenever she can.

Walking up to her u stand in front of her manspreading to accommodate where you’ll sit in her lap. You catch her checking you out so casually making your face heat up “what?”

“Oh nothing i'm just admiring my favorite piece of art, now sit down”

“Yes ma’am” turning around and taking a seat in her lap you feel her arms come around your shoulders

“so what are we thinkin’ of making today?”

“hmm whatever you want to make” her voice muffled into your neck while she sniffs all over you like a hungry dog. it’s no surprise cause that’s how tess was behind closed doors, she nearly drools over you, but in front of other people, she’d become a tad bit stoic and will keep a hand on your lower back nothing more nothing less.

“ooh maybe we could make a vase for the blue hydrangeas you brought” glancing at her behind your back just to find her looking at your lips and licking hers instantly making heat rise up your cheeks.

“Or we could go to bed early?” you knew that look she was giving you so well but you also got a way with making her reach that losing point where she’ll pick you up and have her way with you.

You look at her pouting “But you promised me last time we’ll make one together”

fair to say y’all were in bed before even getting started with the vase you eagerly wanted, Tessa's room was very spacious and filled with a good ambience and of course her in the middle of the bed, naked as a sight for sore eyes.

“you’re wearing too much right now”

“mhm you’re hot too” smirking at her from in between her legs you start to striptease her by unclasping your overalls and letting them drop to the floor, taking off your shirt slowly ending up in your underwear only, she sits up and wraps her arms around your waist.

“I'd like to try something new with you, if you’d like?”she looks at you from under her lashes awaiting your consent.

“anything you want” you whisper back.

getting up from the bed she walks to her backpack searching for something and comes back with something tiny in her hand making your eyes widen “o-oh my god tess when did u find this?”

she shrugs “last week when i was on patrol i found a tiny shop y’ know” there’s a tiny vibrator shaped like a bullet and a proud smirk blasted all over her lips “and it only needs batteries which luckily we have acquired a good amount of”

It’s the fact that you haven't used a vibrator on yourself or had anyone use anything on you like ever, your knowledge about vibrators and other “pleasuring objects” came from this one friend you made after reaching jackson telling you about how she found a booklet filled with each one and it’s uses.

“lay down f' me” she gives you a knowing look

“yes ma’am” doing exactly as she said you lay down on the bed, she comes towards you and gives you a hasty kiss before going on all fours on top of your body kissing down your neck, chest and taking a nipple into her mouth, sucking on it with vigor while she whines against you making the feeling instantly reach your core.

“ooh tess please”

letting go with a pop she continues kissing down your stomach.

“tell me”

“I need you to take 'em off please” pouting can’t get you much but it definitely made Tess yank down your panties as fast as she could, kissing all over your mound but not really giving you what you need. getting fed up you, close your thighs around her head prompting her to give you a harsh slap on your outer thigh making you yelp “stay still or you’ll get none”.

“it’s not my fault you’re literally edging me”

“You shouldn’t complain while I'm between your legs” she wraps both of her arms around your midsection not waiting for your response before sucking your clit into her mouth, whining against you sending jolts through your whole body that leaves you trying to breathe deeply and fail. Grasping the sheets at the good burn shes inflicting with how she flicks her tongue at your clit “ungh-oh my god pleaseee”

Tess brings the vibrator against your clit after turning it on, the faint whirring sound filling the room sending jolts through your entire body. She rests her cheek on your inner thigh with her fingers still holding the vibrator, rubbing it in slow strokes on the lowest setting while looking longingly at your pussy “look at how beautiful it is, this is your lucky day” she whispers.

“Hm?” craning your neck to look at her just to see that she’s not even speaking to you, you whine at the feeling of her upping the speed and rubbing it harder making your stomach convulse, you feel her gather your wetness before inserting her long middle finger in deep thrusts “oh- tess this is too much”

“I know babe and you’ll take it f’ me” she thrusts another finger whilst her other hand is still busy with holding the vibrator.

your thighs start shaking violently and against your thrusts for tess to ease up on you she takes the vibrator off of your clit making you whine at the burn subsiding just for her to suck your clit into her mouth as hard as possible.

everything starts blurring and your brain turns into mush while you cum against her tongue, wrapping her arms around your midsection she’s lapping it all up, cleaning you up while at it.

“you did so good f’ me hun” lips wet with your arousal she comes up to kiss your lips, wrapping your arms around her shoulders you deepened the kiss opening your mouth for her, tasting yourself against her tongue, she holds the back of your neck almost suffocating you by her kiss.

letting go. the both of you gasping for air “stay here I'll bring you some water” she pecks your lips one more time before walking out of the room naked, coming back in with a glass full of water she hands it to you silently nods once at you to drink up and you do just that.

“Can we cuddle? i can’t get up right now”

“yeah of course but you’ll still need to get up so i can get you washed up” she scoots beside you on the bed wrapping her arms around you while you nuzzle your head against her neck.

and there's no better place you'd rather exist in other then between her arms.

© 2024 joliettes

[fourstarsoutofnine]

Where are we going?

Impromptu joke ficlet for the beautiful wonderful @beyondtheglowingstars because it’s funny. This is… half modern? Idk. Whatever. It’s a joke fic it doesn’t have to make sense.

The Smith was in a bind. He was head over heels for you but had no idea where he wanted to take you out on a date. He didn’t even know how to ask you. So, he split. He was going to spread out across town to find ideas then reconvene and talk it over.

The colors had been in town for hours, occasionally bumping into one another, but after getting what he deemed enough ideas, Green messaged the others.

~in a group chat somewhere~

G:okay guys I got some ideas. The little restaurant by the lake is really nice, and pretty popular but I’m not sure because I don’t want to have to wait super long to get a spot. There’s also the idea of walking through the woods a ways and going to that really nice clearing we like. We could do a picnic there. I was also thinking about bringing them something, maybe we weld a necklace. What do you guys think?

B:👍

G:blue how many times have we been over this, you can’t just send a thumbs up to everything, I need actual genuine help.

V:lol

G:vio that is NOT helpful either.

R:☹️guys cmon… I’ll help. I think the picnic is a great idea, we could make little daisy chains :). And the necklace is a great idea.

G:THANK YOU Red. Goddesses…. Okay. Go time. Let’s meet back at the forge and we’ll merge and get to work.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The colors met back at the forge and the smith merged again. He got to work on making the little necklace for you. It wasn’t perfect by any means, as he didn’t specialize in jewelry… but it came from the heart. He hoped you’d cherish it. With sooty hands and hair sticking to his face from sweat, he couldn’t wait any longer. Couldn’t even stop to make sure he looked nice. He rushed over to your house and knocked on the door. His heart pounded in his ears while he waited on you to answer.

“Hello..?” You looked down at him with a confused face, but smiled when you realized who it was. “Hi, Smithy. What’s up? Everything okay..?”

“Yeah.. uhm—I, uh….” He handed you a sooty towel. “There’s something in there… it’s for you…”

You looked at it confusedly and unfolded the towel, revealing the welded necklace. You smiled. “Oh, wow, Link. You made this..?”

“Yeah, I uh-…I know it’s kind of bad. I don’t make jewelry, I make weapons—but um… yeah I wanted to make you something and….” He took a pause, taking a breath to ready himself. “I wanted to ask if you might want to join me for a picnic or something tonight… I know a really nice clearing not far from here…”

“I’d love to.” You smiled. You didn’t understand why he was so worried. Your affection for him was very clear—or in your eyes it was, anyway.

“Really??” He lit up. He huffed a surprised laugh. “Okay! Yeah..! Great! I’ll uh—go get ready. And get the things.. I’ll meet you back here later!” He said and took off. You laughed and waved.

“See you soon, sweetheart..” this would be fun…

[holidayslinger]

tbh I wish people would remember that that's the case on any show. recurring characters should get less screentime than main characters. I want to see buck have a story on his own without people complaining about not seeing tommy. tommy is a love interest, and we didn't see taylor 24/7 either

prefacing all of this by saying i did include myself in that post in that there are so many characters id love to see more of (tell me where carla is, we need more karen, what do the buckley parents REALLY think about tommy and bucks sexuality, i miss may!!!! whatever happened to harry???? will josh EVER get a boyfriend???). but the tommy of it all -

(which of course i am biased so maybe my opinion here is skewed and for that i ask forgiveness)

this is funny bc i feel like i don’t see it that much with tommy, mostly it’s just people having a laugh. like most of us didn’t even think we’d see him in the premiere at all so that’s even why we were so excited and happy for what we did get w chris’ birthday party. (obviously i don’t follow everyone so just my perspective.) i think most tommy fans are pretty realistic about what we’ll get while also wanting more about him. i definitely, at the very least, didn’t see anyone complaining after the premiere.

but i also think we have to remember that tommy is a very large part of bucks story right now, and i would argue since he is a first responder, has the potential to be part of the procedural narrative in a way that, say, taylor wasn’t. (and i would also argue in season 5 she had a LOT of screen time.). he knows everyone and has a history with the 118 and gerrard that would be interesting to explore. it’s different from your normal love interest who really only has a connection to one person and then knows everyone else through that person. in fact, tommy knew literally every other main character besides maddie before he knew buck - he even befriended eddie before buck. i don’t think it’s strange to want to explore that.

that being said, no, i don’t expect him in every episode or story, but i do expect him to be a heavy part of bucks story as he goes through whatever he’s about to go through and gets more settled in himself. it just makes sense.

but i’m going to be honest, this feels like a bad faith ask and anon just wanted a chance to complain about tommy. i’m sorry if that isn’t the case. i know i don’t follow everyone in fandom, but outside of silly little headcanons and spec that is for fun, i haven’t seen anyone complain we don’t see enough tommy or that he has too much screen time.

and i’m also going to add that most of the over the top love for tommy/lou, especially on official 911 channels comes from a place of trying to drown out unnecessary hate - you have to remember here that lou has gotten death threats, that just him being in that bee puns video has waves of people commenting that he was a jumpscare who should be warned for. so if people love him a little extra to try and be louder than the people who are being gross and nasty about him, well.

i’ve gone back through this and think i have given it fair thought and a thoughtful reply but idk it’s super early in the morning.

[burntb4bydoll]

Sooo..Could you write maybe a one shot where the reader is in the band and like they tease Bill on stage like idk bumping against him or sum like that and then later Bill punishes the reader IDK IM JUST SO THIRSTY😍😍 No pressure ofc

YESYESYESOFC🤭 i also got another ask about something very close to this is im combining them

2010 Bill Kaulitz x fem!reader

Warnings: hair pulling, semi public sex, unprotected sex, slight overstimulation, oral (fem!receiving) written as 2010 Bill but could be read as whatever era u want!

Your body rocked slightly as you were performing on stage, trying to keep up with the rhythm. Bill walks towards you a little like he usually does to everyone when performing. Your back was facing him as he approached you and you got an idea.

You walked back slowly, meeting him halfway. His chest was pressed against your back as he continued singing. You bend over and little and rub your ass against him. The crowd noticed this and went insane, screaming and cheering you on. He watches as you move against him subtly, slowly growing more frustrated with you. He steps away from you and gives you a warning look when you turn around to face him, a huge smirk on your face.

After the concert…

Bill grabs your hand and storms into his dressing room, slamming the door after you both entered. He pushes you up against the wall and clashes his lips onto yours. You gasp and tangle your hands into his hair.

“You’re such a little brat. Fuckin teasing me in front of that many people. You think I’m gonna let you get away with that? Hm?” His voice is raspy from singing for so long, and it makes hear rush through your body.

“Did it to make you mad. It was pretty funny too.” You knew that you were making your situation worse, but that what you wanted. His eyes turned darker at your teasing words.

“Oh that was funny? We’ll see who’s laughing after I ruin you.” He grabs you by your thighs and lifts you up. You gasp and wrap your arms around his neck so that you dont fall. He wraps your legs around his waist and walks you over to the old looking couch that was placed against the wall across from the door. After he sets you down, he gets on his knees and forces your legs open so that he could be in between them. His lust filled eyes stare into your own and you feel a little nervous about whats about to happen.

“Bill… what if someone walks in? Were not exactly in a private spot.” He laughs as he tugs the waistband of your pants down, making you lift your hips so that he could take them fully off.

“Well, we weren’t in a private spot when you were practically grinding on me, were we? I think you’ll be ok.” He mocks you, which makes you shiver with excitement. Bill notices and lays wet kisses against your inner thighs, “and judging by how fucking soaked you are, I’m guessing that you like the fact that we could be caught at any moment..” he cocks an eyebrow at you and you stay silent, knowing that hes right.

“See, I know exactly what you like. Which is perfect, because that means I know how to make you fall apart for me.” Before you could protest, he attaches his mouth onto your aching cunt. With your eyes rolling back, you grab fistfuls of his hair to tug him closer to you. Bill grunts and you feel it vibrate against you, and you can’t help but let out a few breathy moans.

“Fuck Bill! You’re so good. So good..” your word’s trailed off when you felt his lips wrap around you clit and tug it into his mouth. He laughs at your reaction and continues his harsh sucking. You could feel your release building up inside of you and your hips lift off the couch slightly, pushing up towards his face. Bills actions only speed up as he pushes your hips back down and holds you there. You felt yourself start to let go before you could stop yourself.

“Fuck! Cumming! I’m cumming Bill!” His tongue thrusts into you, helping you ride out your orgasm. As your body starts shaking, he begins to pull away,

“You always taste so good. I love you so fucking much.” Bill’s still upset with you, but he wants you to know that he loves you.

“I love you too. You look so pretty right now.” You tell him, looking down at him lovingly while you play with his hair. His hair is all messy from you pulling on it and his makeup is smudged under his eyes. He stand up to unbuckle his belt and pulls his pants and boxers down. His hands guide you to lay down and he hovers above you.

“You ready baby? Im gonna fuck this pussy real good.” He doesn’t even let you answer before pushing into you. Your mouth opens but no noises come out of it as he immediately starts thrusting into you at a quick pace. He seemed to notice your body was already shaking from the first orgasm he gave you, and that made him smile. He holds your jaw with one hand and rubs your clit with the other. You whined and pulled him down to kiss you. Both of you were breathing hard and you could feel his breath hit your face.

“I’m sorry for pissing you off Bill. I wanna be good now.” Bill could feel his heart beat faster at your switch in attitude. He smiles down at you and leans back up to thrust into you at a better angle.

“See? All you need was for me to fuck that attitude out of you. Now you’re being a good girl.” He uses his hands to spread your legs father apart, giving him the perfect angle. You throw your head back and gasp at the sudden change, feeling another orgasm building inside of you.

“Shit.. gonna cum again baby! Feels so good!” Your hand reach up to cup the back of his head, pulling him down to kiss you once again. He groans when he feels your cunt clench around him. His pace starts to speed up when he feel’s himself about to finish, and his head falls into you neck when he finally finishes inside of you. Both of you lay there until you hear a knock on the door.

“Hey who’s in there? We gotta go!”

[cupcakeslushie]

LITA MAY LITA MAY LITA MAY

Ok ok so I have like a bunch of questions feel free to ignore BUT

I) she has a tail. Is that a Kraang feature or do all the turtles in your universe have tails and hers is just extended?

II) Uh pink? Pink like Kraang? Did she choose her life colors, or???

III) Is. Is she. Is she autistic too

IV) Draxum-Hamato sooooo what does she call them? Did they argue about nicknames? Also was it Donnie’s choice to include Draxum’s name as well

V) Lita in the comics???

VI) Is there a reason her shell isn’t smooth like Donnie’s?

VII) What does she call Renet?

VIII) Ninpo question mark?

IX) Pupils! I love the way you draw her pupils. Is there a reason or is it just fun

X) Does she have a certain resistance to Kraang mind digging? Like that thing they did to interrogate Raph in the movie? To read his memories?

XI) So the cloak/scarf thing is Leo, the purple accents and stripes are Donnie, and the kneepads are Mikey. Any Raph references in her clothes?

Apologies if you’ve answered these before and I just didn’t see them! Have a good day and give Lita one too for goodness sakes girl’s had it rough already

1. It’s more of a Krang feature. I do love when the turtles are drawn with tails, but I didn’t do it from the beginning, and so for consistency sake in the EW universe I’ve held off. Maybe one day I’ll just say “fuck it” and give into the urge to give them all cute little tails. But even if I did, Lita’s would be much longer than any of the family’s (except Raph’s hypothetical tail lol).

2. Lita being albino and pink in the IDW comics pretty much made that Krang connection for me lol. I didn’t have to reach too hard with her design. She leans into it.

3. I have her personality very close to Leo’s canon personality, so she’s more on the ADHD side. She does have some sensory issues with sound, which a lot of ppl with adhd have (👋🏻). But being raised around the quiet and solemn Time Masters Sanctum it’s like really noticeable. When she visits the family, it can be very overwhelming, but rather than shutting down, she gets insanely riled up and can’t contain herself. It works though—everyone is more than happy to let her ramble on.

4. She never met either of them but Splinter of course would’ve been Jiji and Draxum would’ve been just Grandfather. Nothing too out of this world lol. And yes, Donnie chooses to embrace Draxum’s name.

5. Sorry idk what exactly this is asking. Like yes? Lita May is based off IDW Lita, from the comics 😅 sorry if I’m missing the question.

6. She is a spiny soft shell like Donnie, but yes, her spines are significantly more pronounced, thanks to, you guessed it!

7. Master Renet, or Aunty Ren in a more causal setting.

8. 🤫 we’ll see (I’m still trying to think of something cool and not too OP lol)

9. Her eyes are just for design fun, and to link her to Donnie some more!

10. That’s gonna be another big 🤫, but less because I haven’t decided and more just for the big spoilers! 😜

11. She’s kinda got two outfits atm and I think I might end up merging the two. Her simpler outfit of just her wraps and mask are very Raph coded, so I wanna figure out some sort of middle ground with the two.