#caregiver leonardo

[cheezyratz]

if the different Leo’s were your caregivers: part 1

activities

1987: would take you farming/teach you how to plant things

2003: would teach you some of his training (none of the too intense stuff tho!)

2007: would take you ice skating

2012: would watch space heroes with you (and draw with you)

bayverse: would try to keep you productive but you’d both end up watching movies all afternoon

rottmnt: would teach you all his prank-related tips and tricks, and then would take you to Hueso’s afterwards

mutant mayhem: is very much worried he’ll seem like a bad caregiver so he has a whole list/schedule prepared to keep you busy.

[lttl3babybug]

Could you please do a regressor Donnie, cg Leon fic?

- 🦭

Of course I can friend!! Thank you for the request 🦭 anon!!

Pillow Fort

“You’ve been working for an awfully long time Don, don’t you want to take a break?” Leo asked as he rolled about his brothers lab on his chair, “I mean, I don’t think I’ve seen you leave this lab in days! You need to breath, get some fresh air!” His voice was simply causing Donnie to stir more, groaning softly as he leaned in closer to the drone he was tinkering with, he’d always use the same excuse, ‘I’m nearly done’ ‘I’ll be out in an hour’ ‘See you at dinner’ and yet hr wasn’t nearly done, he wouldn’t be out in an hour and he wouldn’t see him at dinner.

“Yeah yeah I know, I know” signed Leonardo, he lifted from his chair and existed his brothers lab. As he left the roof his eyes were drew to a small plastic item on one of the shelves. He stopped in his track and stared at it, his head turning to the side slightly. It was a lilac pacifier, god Leo hadn’t seen this thing in ages. His eyes wandered between his twin and the soother, Donnie wasn’t looking so surely he wouldn’t notice if Leo just so happened to slip the pacifier off the shelf. In one swift movement Leo grabbed the paci and left the room without another word.

His heart was pounding, God if Donnie had caught him that would’ve been embarrassing. He was only trying to help his brother, he just wanted him to be relaxed. Donnie hasn’t been this tense in a long while, every word you spoke to him was leaving you at risk of being yelled at. “What’s that?” The voice Broke Leo from his trance, looking up from the plastic in his hands his eyes were met with his red masked brother, “Donnie’s Pacifier” he mumble, fiddling with it. “Should probably clean it, it’s all dusty from sitting on his shelf” Leo spoke, he wandered over to the tap and turned on the hot water. Waiting for the water to heat up Leo turned to Raph, “when was the last time Dee was…y’know, like, small?” He asked before wincing and pulling his hand away from the water.

“Hot” he mumbled to himself before putting the hot water in a cup and dunking the plastic in it before turning off the tap. “The last time…was when…we um- no, no that wasn’t it. You know I actually can’t remember” Raphael stumbled through his words as he stared at his brother, he watched Leo wipe down the rubber with a cloth and placed it on the counter. “I’m gonna fix that”

And fix it Leo did, after a few hours and a lot of upper body strength a large Pillow fort was built in the middle of the floor. It was made with blankets that Leo had seen Donnie using, he was careful not to use any his brother wasn’t familiar with in fear of setting off his twin’s sensory issues, the lighting was dim and the opening facing the large projector screens. Inside the fort was piles of pillows and blankets and stuffies, sat in the middle of it was Donnie’s paci and a rather curious but comfortable looking Shelldon.

It didn’t take long for Donatello to make his daily walk to the kitchen to grab another coffee but he stopped dead in his tracks, “Nardo…what’s with the um, Pillow Fort?” Asked the purple clad turtle as he stared at his brother who was digging through a collection of tapes. “You wanna watch back to the future?” He asked his brother. Donnie opened his mouth to speak but stayed quiet, he moved his head to face behind him but eventually gave in. In complete silence he took a seat in the fort, snuggling into a pile of pillows and wrapping a blanket around himself.

Leo watched his brothers silent movements with a satisfied smile, the tape began to play as Leo took a seat in the fort next to his brother. After a few moments he looked over at Donnie, he looked so at peace. The purple plastic in his mouth as he snuggled up with a stuffed owl toy, eyes glued to the screen as the movie he’d seen a thousand times before played in front of him.

[sillysaurus]

day 11: a character that i headcanon as a caregiver, leo from tmnt2012

🐢🧵🍵🌌💙⚔️

big sister coded

[hurtcomfortguaranteed]

More Man In The Iron Mask! Having only just escaped from years of captivity with his face hidden from the world, Philippe panics under pressure, and tries to hide his face. Athos is there to calm him down.

[kismetconstellations]

Hello! I was just wondering what you thought of these cause I feel like I’m losing my mind ? You’re more the expert on shiro and Keith’s relationship so I’d like to see your thoughts!

Oh, God. Sweet Jesus, Lord, give me strength.

I'm going to start using people's understanding of and empathy for Shiro (or obvious lack thereof) as a litmus test for gauging their basic media comprehension. Because it consistently seems that the people with the worst takes on him have outstandingly poor media literacy, and a spectacular unwillingness and inability to so much as attempt to emotionally connect with a character that doesn't reflect them, personally.

Shiro is older, emotionally reserved, and repeatedly finds himself in positions of leadership over people much younger than him, forcing him to be both commanding officer and caregiver/mentor to the best of his ability while privately grappling with his own extreme personal demons. That, somehow, equates to him being a manipulative, "emotionally blackmailing piece of shit".

I'd like someone to explain to me how the man who bailed the kid who stole his car out of juvie because he recognized that kid's potential for greatness, was committing an act of "emotional blackmail". How Shiro advocating for Keith over and over and over again is "emotional blackmail". How Shiro being resigned to dying in his twenties and trusting his closest friend, who he has always believed in, to carry on as leader in his stead, is "emotional blackmail".

I love Leonardo from the 2003 iteration of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. I've expressed that love several times on this blog. He's easily one of my favorite characters of all time, and so much of the foundation of my personality and sense of morality was shaped by him. But, when Leonardo is grappling with PTSD, in Season Four, there is very much a strong anger attached to his hurt. Anger at his brothers, for seeming to not take things seriously enough or recognize how close they come to death when they aren't giving one-hundred percent of themselves to every single battle. Anger at Splinter, the sensei and father he loves beyond measure, for not being the unforgiving teacher Leo felt he needed in order to improve. And, anger at himself for not being strong enough to keep his family from believing that they had no other choice but to sacrifice themselves to rid the universe of evil.

Leonardo does yell. He yells at his brothers and his father. He lashes out in a furious rage, and pushes and pushes and pushes himself, desperate to reach a higher tier of ninja, in order to atone for his perceived failure to protect the people he loves.

Shiro, by contrast, almost never yells. He shouts out orders on the battlefield, yes, as soldiers and commanding officers do, but yelling at his teammates, and, specifically, at Keith?

Does this person just interpret any man speaking slightly louder than a whisper as him "yelling"?

Shiro is almost absurdly gentle for someone who has endured the Hell he has. When Lance gets in his face, loudly questioning one of Shiro's calls- a call that is in support of Keith- Shiro doesn't respond with anger, snapping at Lance to shut his mouth or back off. He, instead, calmly moves Lance away from him, explaining in the same calm but firm manner why he's standing by his decision that Keith is the perfect choice to accompany him on that particular mission.

When Shiro had Keith seek out the Red Lion on his own, it's because he knew that Keith was more than capable of handling himself and the Lion would reach out to their Paladin, and because Pidge had just revealed herself to be family of the crew Shiro felt responsible for losing. Meaning that Shiro accompanying her to the holding cells to see if Sam and Matt were among the prisoners onboard was a given.

And, the only person who raises their voice in anger in that entire scene is Pidge.

Teaching Keith "one suicidal trick"... In an effort to connect with him. To show Keith that Shiro, himself, the straitlaced, rule-abiding Garrison Golden Boy, is a bit of a thrill-seeker, too, but you have to learn to temper your impulse with patience for your own good.

It's really, really easy to assign malicious intent to a person's every action when you've already decided to hate them.

"Become the leader, be the first to die".

Oh, like Shiro was?

"He never tells Keith he's a cool kid".

"So, you grew up out here?"

"Yep. Just me and my pop."

(Looks to Keith to gauge where he's at emotionally, and whether it's okay to ask his next question.)

"He was...

He was a fireman, right?"

"Yeah. He was a real hero.

Everyone told him not to run back into that building, but... you couldn't tell him anything."

"Sounds like someone I know."

Directly drawing a positive comparison between Keith and his hero father based on their mutual obstinance, a personality trait that Keith has likely been reprimanded for, in the past? A comparison that makes Keith, himself, smile? Nah, that's nothing like telling Keith that he's "cool".

"Never makes Keith feel welcome".

Calling Shiro "Dumbledore"...

OP, whoever you are, I don't mean to be rude, but, sincerely:

It's interesting that you rarely find a Shiro fan who thinks poorly of Keith, but there's certainly an abundance of Keith fans who seem to believe that Shiro treats Keith poorly, or Shiro should have died and permanently stayed dead to benefit Keith. And, this person repeatedly bringing up Shiro's illness as a "justification" for scapegoating him positively reeks of the ableism every other "critic" of Shiro proudly flaunts like some kind of twisted banner.

But, at least they didn't tack on some homophobia just for the hell of it. Unless that's what referring to Shiro as the "Dumbledore of the franchise" was intended to be.

And, to cap it off and really, really drive home just how poor this person's media literacy is, they're utterly baffled by the inclusion of Adam in Shiro's backstory. As it seems to have entirely escaped them that Adam and his less than supportive attitude were there to illustrate that even Shiro's long-term boyfriend was ready to give up on him, but Keith never did.

Which Shiro knows, and verbally acknowledges.

"Keith, I was dreaming. Keith... You saved me."

I definitely lost braincells reading that screed of hostile idiocy. But, at the very least we can say we suffered through it together?

Treat yourself to your favorite beverage as a palette cleanser after enduring that cavalcade of stupidity. I know I'm going to.

[ladythornofrivia]

birthday sleep

Shinichiro has been rejected once again, bleeding from a fight. Scarring the girl away was the last thing he needs. His nights were filled up with nightmares—Mikey’s death. Working for the last several years as a nurse, his efforts of saving Mikey, hoping Mikey would heal and recover from the incident has made him more distraught. On the night of his birthday, his friend dragged him out for a celebration at Wakasa’s establishment. What better way to start the night is when they brought tons of girls who are interested in Shinichiro. Uninterested, he went out for a smoke and met a girl with a tattoo, who is more than meets the eye.

pair: Shinichiro x Reader

warnings: sad moments. fluff. smut. mentions of the original timeline. Shinichiro being lonely yet thirsty. fluff/comfort. happy ending. Mdni. Nsfw.

A/N: happy very belated birthday to Shinichiro, who has earned 20 rejections than Leonardo DiCaprio’s Oscar award. At least Shinichiro handles rejections better than…you already know who.

There hasn’t been a day where Shinichiro wouldn’t stop himself from liking one girl to the next. Better than sulking on a corner, he goes up to the next pretty girl he sees at the most random time. And fate hasn’t been kind to him; he got beat up in a fight. When he asked the girl out, his entire forehead bled. He was out, drunk from drinking stupidly and clumsily.

The girl screamed and scrammed, leaving poor Shinichiro out alone on the dark road outside of the closed shop with a saddened look adorned his face with his head slung forward; the bleeding made a whole mess. This is going to look like a crime scene. He called his friends, and as usual, his friends made fun of him for not getting the girl properly. The definition of properly is a foreign concept to Shinichiro.

On this current night, the memories of his bleeding forehead has been long forgotten; every pain he received was in the past. And though hurtful, he’d rather have physical pain than the memories of his younger brother.

Mikey.

When Shinichiro took a caregiving class for an eternal dedication his brother, hoping Mikey would heal, Shinichiro hadn’t realized the world was falling apart around him. Emma packed and bailed without a word, Haruchiyo and Takeomi are still in a ‘no speaking’ terms and Shinichiro’s grandpa passed away. He needed a distraction, to which by liking girls from afar and courting girls, which lead to his epic failure. No words can describe how much he hated being rejected, but it won’t mean he’ll surrender to despair.

But if anything, Shinichiro got sleepy and sloopy, as of late. Mikey’s passing affected Shinichiro so much he wouldn’t help himself to have coping mechanisms. Everything is just a survival tactic, out and in of his world. His body felt numb, but he needed his aggression to release from the painful forlorn he endured from sleepless nights from sacrificing his life as a leader of Black Dragons, and studying to become a caretaker for Mikey.

One night, Wakasa, who has now been established as the own of the nightclub. Wakasa is popular among the ladies, but he never beds with them unless he’s interested in someone that caught his eye.

That is the difference between Shinichiro and Wakasa. Every girl is special in Shinichiro’s eyes, but Wakasa wanted someone who stands out from all the rest of gravitating Wakasa himself. On that night, Wakasa sat beside his long time friend, smoking, as they watched the quiet field with tension air encompassing them. Not even the wind could soothe the darkness inside Shinichiro.

“I’m glad Mikey’s dead. I’d rather have him not suffer when he’s alive,” Wakasa stated.

“Without Mikey, I don’t know how I’m able to cope,” Shinichiro said, slouching his aching back. “I can’t do shit. Everything has gone wrong in my life. Grandpa’s dead, and Emma left. I shouldn’t have neglected her while I was taking care of Mikey. I could only wish that if there’s anything I would like to have back, it would happiness and family.”

Wakasa inhaled the cold air. “You like having family someday. And you like the idea of having someone in your life. It’s not so bad.”

“Not so bad? I got rejected before I even open my mouth,” Shinichiro responded. “The last girl rejected me while my head was bleeding.”

“Well, that’s what you get for being reckless.” Wakasa puffed. “Tell you what, since it’s your birthday today, let’s hang out tonight. It’s on me, Shin. You hang out, get drunk, get any girl that you wanted as long as you’re serious on courting her. Who knows, maybe she’ll take a liking to you. After all, I have a keen eye for special ones. Anybody can be anybody, but as long as they stick out like a sore thumb—in a good way—then everything will fall into place.”

Shinchiro’s sleepless eyes remained motionless. “Mind if I ask where are we heading tonight?”

Looking at the back over his shoulder blade, Wakasa’s lips curved upwards. “I think you know where.”

~~~

Music banged into his ears as his drink refilled for the second glass. The nightclub Wakasa established is excellent. Service, the appearance, the atmosphere, Shinichiro almost feels as if the life of loneliness and hard work has been paid off, despite Mikey’s passing took a toll on him. Everything has been brushed off, forgotten, as if his experiences on taking care of Mikey is non-existent.

Shinichiro closed his eyes, head laying back at the sofa frame to lean on, relaxed. Shinichiro barely looked around, not to girls, at least. One by one, the girls approached Shinichiro to spend time on the floor. While Wakasa encouraged, since he knows that Shinichiro has a thing for girls. Surprisingly, Shinichiro rejected him, which got Wakasa shook. The girls, nonetheless, went onto the dance floor, some hung out with other men who are available for a long chat.

“I thought you said you like girls,” Wakasa assumed. “You love girls, I know you do. Every where you go, when you see girls, you never miss your chance on flirting with them.”

“Not in the mood to talk,” Shinichiro blurted. “I’m just tired. I want to go to sleep and forget about all this shit.”

Wakasa leaned forward. “It’s your birthday today. Loosen up a little. I know there’s still there, the optimistic Shinichiro. You used to smile and laugh, even when beaten down, because you know that you can get through any obstacle.”

“Well, things changed,” Shinichiro whispered to himself.

“It’s not too late to remedy the damages.”

“Can you say the same when my family is dead and gone?”

Sighing, Wakasa snapped his fingers, and one of the servants came over for Wakasa to whisper in the servant’s ear. Minutes later, a lady in blue arrived and went near towards Shinichiro, who was taking a nap at the moment. By the time the lady touched, Shinichiro seized her hand, nearly breaking the bone on her wrist, but quickened his reflex on letting go, thus, leaving the nightclub by saying good night to Wakasa. Not interested in seeing Wakasa’s reaction, Shinichiro decided to end the night by going to a convenience store.

~~~

The convenient store is vacant and soundless, which he preferred. No matter how he looks at his life, he’d rather have quietness once in a while. He may want thrill and adventure, but there comes a time when he needed a quiet space, unlike Wakasa or Takeomi, who preferred to parade themselves with ladies and drinks and loud music. To his previous goals, he wanted to have own a bike shop, but when dreams hit harsh reality, there’s nothing more than an ultimate despair coming at anyone’s way. Everyone’s happiness loses everything when the path changes without a sudden warning. And even if it does, people are still in despair. Life is tough road unless being filthy rich. Though coming from a prestigious family, even when rich, some rich families treated their children as if they’re nothing. Hard work and resilience is all anyone has. Shinichiro soon gave up his dream bike shop to look out for Mikey until his death in July.

“What a mess,” he said to himself. He only bought himself some snacks, soda and a pack of cigarettes. As he went outside the store for a smoking break, he got his lighter to switch it on, but never worked. No matter how much forced he puts in, he wanted to fill in with the familiar taste.

“Need help there, handsome,” a voice said behind him.

Startled, Shincihiro turned around and glanced at girl, who stopped out of the shadows with her thick and baggy leather jacket, red sleeve jumper, covered limb to limb with combat boots. It was cold out at night, her hands tucked into the pockets. Her long curls framed against her gentle face as she took out the lighter she kept with her. As Shinichiro nodded, coaxed, you switched the lighter on and watched as his cigarette lit.

His watchful eyes took every inch and every detail of your visage. You are beautiful, no doubt. Unlike the girls in the club. You exuded quiet confidence, very womanly, even dressing in modest yet alluringly tight-fitted outfit.

“You come here often,” Shinichiro asked.

You squawked a short guffaw. “Is that your pick up line?”

“No,” he said. “I just thought it’s dangerous for a wonderful gorgeous woman like you to be out here alone in the night. There has been stalkers and kidnappers and killers alike.”

Chortling, you said, “Very sweet of you to think of me this way.” The stroke his face, which Shinichiro’s reaction stiffened, then softened at your touch; his face leaned in further, swaying, a little tipsy.

“Are you okay?” you asked.

“I’m fine. I just got out from my birthday celebration.”

“Not good?”

“It’s good, but…not my kind of night,” he answered. “I just need peace and quiet. Too many things going all at once.”

“I understand.” Your eyes flickered from his face to his tall stature, still tipsy. “Want me to take you home?”

As you came forward, Shinichiro’s face dropped onto your chest, lulling.

“What’s your address, I’ll take you home.”

Instead of answering you, Shinichiro became unresponsive.

Slinging his arm over your shoulder. Luckily, you didn’t pack up too much stuff , just a phone wallet and cigarettes and lighter carried in your pockets, and carried him all the way back to your apartment. Inside of your apartment, it’s cold and clean, you placed Shinichiro down on the couch with cushioned pillows and thick blanket. Unpacking the snacks and ramen noodles, you strolled into the kitchen and heated up the ramen for him, while making ginger tea in the process with also a glass of sweet orange juice came prepared in case he didn’t like the ginger tea.

Microwave beeped, and the noodles are heated and softened, along with cooked meat you prepped in case of emergency comes. After a long preparation, you set the meal on the table in front of sleeping Shinichiro. After that, you took a long warm shower and changed your casual clothes into comforting ones. One of your arms is covered in whole blue phoenix tattoo. And by the time you returned back at the living room to check on Shinichiro, he woke up from a smell of ramen and ate with his eyes closed, sleepy and peaceful, slurping the savored soup and the contents. He looked adorable while eating. He took the mug off the table and drank the ginger tea. It was a bit bitter so you put the honey in case he hated the taste. To your success, he loved the taste of tea. After a strong alcohol sinking into the digestive system, it must’ve been hurtful. Whatever he’s experiencing at the moment, he needed a moment of solace. After eating the snacks, he went for the orange juice. He hummed, and somehow thanked you even though you haven’t been approaching him. You wanted to give him space out of respect.

Thank god no one else was living with you. Having freedom can be so nice, especially having a handsome man in your place.

Clearing your throat, Shinichiro turned around and saw you with a smile resting on his sleepy face.

“How’s the meal?”

“It’s great,” he said, his back slumping.

“Don’t force yourself to be awake,” you reminded him, perching with your legs stretched near towards Shinichiro’s thigh. Placing your hands over him, you adjusted his slouching back. His face turned green at his drunken state.

“The bathroom’s nearby. I can take you there,” you suggested.

Shinichiro’s hazy eyes gazed at you for a moment. Time stopped for him, his breath taken, his heart palpitated by the sight of your mature beauty. Even after a clean shower, you are more than just a beauty. With your one piece pajama, the blue ink of a koi fish tattoo displayed on your right thigh as you relaxed. Shinichiro’s heart thumped loudly against his ears. This time, it wasn’t from being drunk. He admired you more and more as his anxiety risen from you being so close to him on the couch. The fainted scent wafted through nostrils; his head became fuzzier with dying consciousness. He never met you before; hasn’t seen you around in the parts everywhere in Japan. Maybe he wasn’t looking hard enough.

“Have we ever met?” he asked.

“No, this is our first time meeting each other,” you said, positioning your arm on the couch frame. “Why? Did we meet somewhere?”

He shook his head. “No, it’s just…you sound different.”

Perplexed, your head tilted. “Different? How so?”

“You don’t sound native,” he blurted, blushing. “I hope I didn’t offend you or anything.”

“Not at all,” you said. “I’ve been trying to study Japanese ever since I got here.”

“How long?”

“Around two years total,” you answered.

Whistling, Shinichiro splayed himself back at the couch frame, lifting one foot up. “I’m impressed. Not everyone handles Japanese easy. How did you learn it so fast?”

You shrugged. “Boredom.”

“Boredom? You mean you don’t have…”

“I neither have friends or anyone to converse with. Let’s just say that I’m in my own head space,” you explained.

“I see…” Shinichiro looked down at his drink, then drained the liquid substance into his throat as he eyed on you. “Didn’t mean to get drunk on you. It must’ve been a lot to take in.”

Shrugging, you said, “Nothing surprises me anymore.”

“Today’s my birthday.”

Smiling, you greeted him. But it remains noticeable when his expression wasn’t changing. “Sounds like you’re having a rough time. Do you want to talk about it?”

Placing the glass down, Shinichiro sighed, though his breath was uneven, shaking each time he exhaled. “I couldn’t celebrate without remembering that day.”

“What day?”

“The day when my brother passed away.” Shinicihiro’s steadied hand shielded on his face. “I couldn’t bear to acknowledge of my brother’s passing with acceptance. It’s all of my fault. If only I didn’t buy the airplane.”

“You’re only trying to make him happy. I don’t think it’s your fault,” you reasoned.

“But it was,” he objected. “I didn’t watch him closely. With much responsibility, I had to make sure I do everything I can to make him stay alive, hoping for the better result. Deep down, I knew that his condition got worse. Even his friends saw him the last time. If only I didn’t make that little error, it could’ve change everything. I shouldn’t have bought that plane.” By then, Shinichiro broke down into tears.

You scooted closer to him, rubbing on his back as your arm encompassed him, emitting a hush sound. “Shhh…everything will be alright, I know this. Even when your brother passed away, I’m sure that, somewhere, his soul is at peace. I’m sure that he’s happy that you took care of him the entire time.”

“I neglected everything that surrounds me. I neglected Emma,” he reasoned. “She packed and left, not knowing where she is. My grandfather died. And Mikey was the only family I have left. I have no one in my life now.”

“You have friends,” you assumed.

“My friends won’t understand,” he wept, sniffling. “That’s why I got drunk, because of Wakasa. He wanted me to get my mind off of Mikey by dragging me into a club and get a girl to mingle with. It wasn’t great. I was zoning out from life before me. I wasn’t having it.”

Your hand smoothed his back, noticing his breath began to steady after releasing the frustration he held in. Your eyes prickled with hot sensation, trying not to breakdown in front of him, but came up with a notion of subsiding the emotional pain. “I have 3 large packs of ice cream in the freezer. Sometimes desserts can set a good mood and lessens the tension. Just tell me which flavor you want and I’ll scoop it up for you.”

Shinichiro’s heart thudded. It wasn’t the alcohol again. One thing’s for sure for how the sensation clamored inside him. He felt…light. And right. Everything’s…quiet. His heart rate dissipated to tranquil as his eyes looked at you. Deep into the very soul of your eyes, he felt himself tranced, balanced between mind and heart—his old self was dying to get out. But each time he wants it out, the flooding memories of his old life might hurt him again. He wanted peace now. But how he can have peace when being silent within consistency. He’s not a young leader rebelled Black Dragons anymore. He’s just a young man with a burden scarred him.

You leaned back, separating yourself from him. “We’ll eat every junk food up. I swear, this can be the best method, but taking care of yourself in a healthy lifestyle. But first, junk food!” Then slowly, you stood up. “I know a place where they have the best pizza and burger and nacho cheese—nacho cheese are great! It comes with blue raspberry slushy, or cherry, if you like it more than the blue raspberry. And we could watch any movie that you like—trust me, watching comedy can be fun! Oh, and if you want something else, we can order sushi but with wasabi and katsu curry, and then we can add another pile of food we can ea—”

Snatching your wrist, he pulled you in for a kiss. Groaning, your long locks tucked back under his hand, tangling his tongue with yours, saliva thickened as you two share a heated passion he yearned. You nearly collapsed at his sudden yank, nearly knocking off the coffee table, but Shinichiro remedied it with his both hands steadying you by the waist, slithering the lines on your body. With a quiet hum, his lips lead to nibbling your cheek, kissing it lightly, almost his softer side is shown.

“You’re tickling me,” you sighed in exhilaration.

He pulled his head to see your flushed expression. “Where have you been all of my life?”

“Studying and doing things alone by myself without anyone being there for me,” you answered, cheeky. In a flash, you gave him a wink.

“Gee,” Shinichiro began, “I find it hard to believe that a beautiful woman is standing before me.”

Shaking your head, you said, “I’m not beautiful.”

Refusing your reply, “Beautiful doesn’t cover up how it feels or looks. I just know a beautiful soul when I see one.”

You said nothing, eyeing him with anticipation glimmering from your eyes.

“It’s pretty corny,” he admitted, his face flushed, index finger scratched the cheek below the eye.

Your hand rested on his face. “God, you’re so cute!” Tip of your nose rubbed against his as you let out a tiny squeal. Shinichiro watched you, his heart elated, eagerly pulling you closer to his body frame even though your bodies touched, he deepened the force, leaving you gasping, though not in a bad way.

“You want to get to know each other more? Unless you want to take a nap, it’s up to you,” you asked, eyes sparkling, hands wrapped around his neck, your lips are inches away to poke his.

His dark, cloudless eyes burned into your eyes as you watched it gleam. The misery etched on his lips faded into something more.

~~~

The door slammed open as you shared another long kiss with Shinichiro without falling or looking at your surroundings. Quiet sighs as your kisses went sloppy, and hungrier than the first. Once he rested you on an open futon bed, he placed you, laying down on your belly.

“Aaahh, Shinichiro!” your moans erected as Shinichiro took off of your tights shorts and spanked you ass.

“You’re such a slut, do you know that?” he said, his breath tickled your ass as he gave no warning when his teeth gnawed on your naked skin.

“Ahh,” you moaned out once more, turning yourself around as your legs spread before him. “Please fuck me! Right here, in my wet pussy. Lick me, fuck me, destroy me.”

Shinichiro watched as his stature towere over you, a beguiling creature displayed before him. He has collected porn than dates in his lifetime, but seeing you, he wanted to take a slow, showing trust as newfound partners.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” his voice had gone indistinct.

But you can distinguished the mood in his tone.

“You won’t hurt me,” you assured him, indicating him to move closer. “You won’t hurt me,” you repeated, plopping your kisses.

Shinichiro took into a consideration and unrestricted his attire. His black, baggy shirt came off as his pants are assisted by you. When his pants came undone, your hands clamped on his underwear, brought down as you spotted thick and lush hairlines—his happy trail downwards to his long and thick cock, leaking out with thick semen. His cold fingers pressed your tattooed skin, numbed clit throbbed at his touch.

Shinichiro could see your eyes begging him to rut you. His hands splayed and held your leg, kissing your inner thigh, then your lips as his cock shoved into your tight walls. With your wailed moans, Shinchiro sped his stamina. He hasn’t felt this good since the Black Dragon days. He had spent his life chasing girls who don’t approve of him, not even his weakened state, not even at his worst, or even as himself. His days during with Mikey, he rarely looked at girls, even when girls asked him to be their date, they only do it to get closer to Wakasa or Takeomi. Shinichiro is neither like them. Wakasa is quietly fierce while Takeomi is a chaotic and unruly. They both get girls but none of them stick in the next few months. With Shinichiro, he wanted something more than a simple date. Realizing his family his gone, all that’s left for him is to make a new one, but diving further to despair was the only way.

“More! Yes!” you groaned loudly, gyrating. His hot and thick cock fit you perfectly. The tip of his long, hardened cock pressed roughly against your g-spot. With a hot wave clambered into your body, Shinichiro picked up his pace and slammed it again onto your g-spot, earning a louder moans compare to previously. Fingers clawed onto his lanky, muscular backside, Shinichiro felt wet and warm blood stinging in cold air. His thrusts grew harder; with his few pounding movements, he felt your walls tightened, twitched against him.

“Shin,” you wailed into his hair, biting your lower lips.

“Argh,” he said, “hold me tight, baby.”

Despite the bleak memories he held with him, it was about time to end.

Tip of his cock twitch, leaking a hot seed into your hole. With countless immeasurable sighs, your bodies melded into one when Shinichiro laid beside you and held you in his arms, face to face. “I love you, (y/n),” he said. “I want to spend the rest of my life getting to know you. Your wrongs, your struggles, your greatest strength and joy—everything. I want to be there with you until the end. I want us to stay together.” His hand brushed your locks. With his soft touch lingered, your heart prickled.

“I love you more,” you said, weeping.

He kissed atop off of your hairline, then your nose, lips, and rubbed his nose together with yours. “Will you please go on a date with me,” he said with a shy voice. He’s not like Wakasa or Takeomi, Shinichiro knows what he wanted, what he needed. With you, all his inner turmoil with work and personal life and Mikey’s passing, Shinichiro wasn’t worried anymore. Shinichiro wanted an eternal happiness with you at his side, even with a scorching hell in life, he rekindled.

Chortling, you said, “How can I say no to a handsome man like you?”

Not long after, your bodies shifted under the washed sheets, no longer needing the heater.

By the end of the night, after a total of five rounds of intensive sexual intercourse, Shinichiro’s head rested in between your breasts. His soft, and disheveled, black hair played in between your fingers. Kissing his messy hair, you said, “Happy Birthday, Shinichiro.”

~~~

When Shinichiro got out from your house after sharing wonderful breakfast and a heated kiss, he spotted Wakasa approaching him with dreadful silence.

With a smile, Wakasa uttered, “Are you winning, Shin?”

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please report if anyone decides to steal/plagiarize my work and notify me. thank you.

[ethicaltreatmentofcowplants]

sulani: night four, household two's rotation - part iii (part ii)

note: completely au. cw for character death. other people's sims used with their permission. ty again @ravingsockmonkey for your help with bo!

“Er, Bo? I take it that levitating jacuzzi is you?”

“NO ARAMINTA, IT’S YET ANOTHER LOW LIFE THAT YOU KNOW WHO DIED ON THE ISLAND. YES, OF COURSE IT’S ME. SO YOU’RE HERE TO GET ME TO LEAVE THAT ARSEHOLE ALONE? ARE YOU GOING TO ASK ME HOW I’M FEELING? HOW IT’S GOING? IT’S GOING GREAT, MINTY. THANK YOU FOR ASKING.”

“I… was actually going to ask if you wanted to talk. Or to just sit together for a while.”

“Ah, plum. Sorry, Minty. And sorry that this arsehole dragged you here to sort out his mess too.”

“He did invite me here, true. Well, ‘summoned’ more accurately. However I’m here for you, and you alone. He thoroughly deserves to be reminded of the consequences of his own negligence, and you are right to feel the way you do. But I don’t like to see you so angry and hurt. May I try and help with that at least?”

(shares the emotional burden)

“So. That’s what you get to do if you actually have caregivers invested enough to make sure you achieve some PARENTHOOD character values, huh?”

“Caregiver, singular. My father only pays attention insofar as me being a nice looking and high achieving trophy that he can show off to his friends. And somehow take all the credit for my successes whilst doing so. Sorry - I shouldn’t be complaining about things like that to you.”

“Nah, go ahead and complain. It sounds like we may have to swap bad parents stories at some point, heh. And besides, it makes me feel… almost normal, I guess. At least now I don’t have to worry about keeping myself fed and watered - ha ha. And I only have that kind of ‘emotional’ tiredness. You look exhausted.”

“I am so tired, Bo.”

“Me too, Minty. Hang in there, alright? You might actually have a shot with Dodo. Don’t let potentially having Leo as an in-law put you off.”

“Oh look, what’s that? Is it a bird? A plane? No, it’s Leonardo Harper’s over inflated sense of self-importance careening so far into outer space that it’s heading towards the sun!”

(both laugh)

“Erm, Bo? I’d rather like a bath while I’m here, please.”

“Oh! Yeah of course. I’ll go haunt that mini-bar again. Maybe I can get drunk by osmosis or something.”

“Take care, Bo.”

[ur-fav-is-agere]

Leonardo from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Is a flip!(caregiver lean)

[hekateinhell]

if you’re giving me permission to come play in your ask box i would LOVE to hear your thoughts on what your ideal loumand omegaverse dynamic would look like ❤️

Please, you're always welcome in my ask box! 🥹❤️

Oh wow, obviously I have thought about this, and I think either Louis or Armand could be the omega here (aka the pregnant one) but for the sake of this ask let's make Armand the omega. It just feels right for Christmas Eve, can't explain.

Okay, so...

I think Louis would be such a gentleman — so perceptive and aware of when Armand is going to go into heat and need him now. He starts picking up on Armand little changes in mood and tone, and before long he knows what's happening before Armand does, and makes the necessary arrangements to be there asap so Armand doesn't have to go without. What a guy!

They would conceive quickly (you and I both know Lestat was one breath away from calling Armand "breedable" in PL, and I believe it). In my headcanons, I like to assume that Louis and Armand had the Claudia Talk before Louis moved into Trinity Gate, but there's nothing to say whether or not they did or they didn't. And even if they had discussed it prior — a pregnancy, a shared child — would bring up a lot of feelings that would have to be addressed. Oops.

But overall, they would both be elated! Of course, it's inevitable that Louis will immediately slip into caregiver mode as if Armand isn't the resident guard dog of NYC. To Louis, he's suddenly a little kitten that must be sheltered and protected and tended to. He's nowhere near as overbearing as Lestat might be though, and he does give Armand his space when he asks for it and lets him do his own thing. The two of them have always done "separate but together" very well.

Armand to me is already canonically such a nester, I think he would be nesting basically from day one. He's walking around in Louis's sweaters that reach his upper thighs now instead of his knees thanks to the growing bump, and it is quite A Look™️ as he meticulously turns the entire mansion upside down reorganizing and redecorating at least twelve times in the span of nine months.

All that he really wants to do is stay at Trinity Gate where it's a controlled environment and nothing could possibly hurt their babies. Lucky for him, Louis is a born homebody and when Armand isn't in a cleaning/decorating frenzy, they pass the time reading Keats and Shakespeare (and occasionally the bad YA for variety), and watching 1990s Leonardo DiCaprio movies.

Omg I'm still talking and we haven't hit labor yet but I think I could talk all night so I'll wrap it up, but one last thing: they would have twin girls because Louis is the ultimate girl dad and I want this for him. 🥹

[thelunarsystemwrites]

Happy Agere August!

Personally, I think us Age-Regressors should deem August as Agere August! Or Regress August! To celebrate our community, rather you use regression to cope, or for fun, you're welcome into our little home! (Though let's not forget some of it's other meanings, Like don't be a bully month!)

Starting off, I'm listing my Agere headcanons for different Fandom I'm in!

Starting off with!

Raph from Rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles: Little!

Mikey from Rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles: Middle!

Michelangelo from Teenage mutant ninja turtles, 2012: Pet Regressor!

Papyrus from Undertale: Unlabeled regressor!

Luisa from Encanto: Discreet Little! (In the toy box!)

Hunter from The owl house: Unlabeled regressor!

Luz from The owl house: Flip!

And, of course, I'd never forget their caregivers!

Donnie and Leo from Rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles: Caregivers!

Leonardo, Donatello, Leatherhead, April, and Casey from Teenage mutant ninja turtles, 2012: Caregivers!

Sans and Torial from Undertale: Caregivers!

Darius, Eberwolf, Raine, Eda, Camila, Literally all other allies to Hunter and Luz: Caregivers!

Remember to treat everyone with kindness, which includes yourself! Stay hydrated, and try to eat of you can! Your boundaries should ALWAYS be respected! Stay safe everyone, Regressors and Littles alike!

Bye!

[talesfromlissom]

Hello! Can i request a rise!turtles bros x reader (separate) Where the reader is taking care the turtles because they’re sick and the reader just like going all out spoiling them and pamper them while they’re sick

Fandom: ROTTMNT

TW: 

A/N: I know you requested just the Hamato boys but I added April in there too just because I love her sm

Rules

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Kofi

|| Raphael 

 » Refuses to admit he’s sick, even more so when he realizes you’re going to be the one to take care of him. Or really, anyone is gonna take care of him. 

 » He tends to run super hot when sick, regardless of his temperature. He’s even super hot when he has a mild fever. In the winter it's a blessing, the summer is a curse. 

 » As for pampering, it’d most likely result in you taking over Raph’s ‘duties’ until he’s better. This does include wrestling Donnie into bed, reminding Leo to eat something other than pizza and cereal, and Mikey to eat after he’s been drawing for a while. 

 » Heat him up in a warm bath, he’ll go absolutely bonkers and you probably won’t see him until the water gets freezing cold. Even then there’s a fair chance he won’t get out. 

 » Overall? 10/10. Very easy turtle to pamper and take care of once you convince him to rest. 

|| Leonardo 

 » The absolute worst to deal with when sick. Not because he refuses to be taken care of (surprisingly) but because of how clingy he gets. This doesn’t change either post or pre Kraang either. Frankly, he’s more clingy post-Kraang. 

 » His pampering mainly consists of wrapping him in as many blankets as possible (he runs cold), and cuddling with him until he’s better. 

 » 80% of the time you’ll find him in the center of the lair, basking in the sunlight. You can move him if you want, but you’ll have to pick him up because he’ll refuse to move otherwise. 

 » TBH, as long as he’s warm + near you, he’s perfect. You don’t really have to do much other than remind him to go to the bathroom and eat. 

 » 4/10. This is only because there’s a 95% chance that you’ll get sick because of him, and he’s the worst caregiver ever. 

|| Donatello 

 » A big fat 2/10 at first. Absolutely refuses to admit he’s sick and if you take his temperature and show it to him? He’ll claim you stuck the thermometer in a pot of boiling water. 

 » And when he gets sick, he gets really sick. Every other person in the lair could come down with the worst sickness ever, but Donatello will remain healthy. Does he have a good immune system? Did he invent an anti-sickness spray? Who knows, it's almost supernatural. 

 » Which is exactly why you’ll have to spend a bit convincing him to rest. He does so eventually, or you can leave him be and he’ll figure it out himself lmao. 

 » But he’ll still try to take care of himself. His head hurts? Don’t worry, he’ll get the ibuprofen himself. He’s hungry? He’ll make himself food. Cold? He’ll get himself a blanket. 

 » A weighted blanket and a Jupiter Jim marathon is almost guaranteed to get this guy to actually rest. There’s a 90% chance he’ll fall asleep in the first 10 minutes of the movie. He’ll also fall asleep on top of you, because you’re warm and he also runs cold. 

 » He sleeps a lot. Like…a lot. So be prepared to spend an entire day either on the couch or in his bed with a sick sleepy turtle on your chest. 

 » After he’s better he refuses to admit he slept on top of you. If you have pictures they magically disappear from your phone. But there’s a high chance Leo has his own pictures (for blackmail purposes). 

|| Michelangelo 

 » THE ABSOLUTE WORST. 1/10. 

 » He knows he’s sick, but he will not lay down or rest under any circumstances. He’s gonna miss everything if he lays down. 

 » You literally have to trap him in a blanket burrito, even then he’ll move against the floor like a worm so he can do stuff. He’s a hassle. 

 » He becomes very grumpy at one point, especially because he wants to cook himself some soup (soup that he makes special for anyone that gets sick. But no no, nobody else can make it but him, it's the law. It doesn’t taste the same). 

 » If you get him talking about literally anything else he’ll perk up. Having a conversation with him is a one way trip to having a happy turtle. 

 » Doesn't sleep at all. Again, he’s scared he’ll miss something. If you ensure him that he isn’t missing anything it usually helps. 

 » Once he’s out of the ‘I’m not sick’ stage, you can let him out of the burrito. If you give him his sketchbook he’ll be much happier, then you guys can draw together. 

|| April 

 » 10/10. Straight up. 

 » She’s great to hang out with when she’s not sick, even greater when she is. She’s by herself most of the time, hence the reason why she hangs out with the guys so much. But she’s pretty good about figuring out when she’s sick or not. 

 » She knows when she’s too sick to move, vs when she just has a mild fever. She doesn’t even need to take her temperature to know this, it's kinda freaky. 

 » She has the best movie choices, so be prepared to bring yummy snacks, comfy clothes, and patience. Some of the movies are horrible, but she loves them because they’re horrible. 

 » She’ll probably fall asleep within 10 minutes of the second movie. But don’t think about touching the remote, she’ll wake up and say she’s still watching it. 

» She sleeps like a rock too, so don’t expect to move for a while as well. But she moves a lot when she sleeps so be prepared to be kicked in the side or whatever. 

 » The only issue is the guys. All of them freak out whenever she gets sick, mainly because the guys don’t really get sick tbh. You’ll practically have to ward Raph off from cuddling with her if she’s cold, and Leo destroying the kitchen to make her some tea or whatever. 

 » Mikey makes his famous sick soup, however, which she loves a lot 🙂

[cheezyratz]

Can you write something with cg leo version 2007

of course! ^_^

“And done!” Leo held up her paper, showing you the portrait she had drawn. “It’s of Miki Ando. She’s my favorite ice skater. What’d you draw Penguin?” She asks, voice gentle.

Shyly, you shake your head, holding your paper to your chest so she can’t see. “Not good…” you whisper.

“I’m sure it’s plenty good! And even if it isn’t, we’ve gotta start somewhere, right?” She smiled at you sheepishly, before patting your head.

You took a second to think it over, before slowly turning around your paper. “I drew us fighting crime together.”

“Oh, Penguin, I love it!” She pulled you into a hug. “You keep practicing and you’ll be the next Michelangelo!” You giggled, hugging Leo back.

[aew-kun-age-regression]

-Miscellaneous Masterslist-

Moodboards

Caregiver!Jack (Mary Poppins returns)

Blues Clues Moodboard

Regressor!Flora (Winx Club)

Regressor!Aisha (Winx Club)

Caregiver!Rick O'Connell, Caregiver!Evelyn O'Connell (The Mummy)

Regressor!Bloom (Winx Club)

Caregiver!Amity (The Owl House)

Regressor!Luz Noceda (The Owl House)

Caregiver!Legend of Zelda

Caregiver!Mario (The Super Mario Brothers)

(🌈) Moodboard

Caregiver!Agent Whiskey (Kingsman the golden circle)

Red Themed Cat Moodboard

(🩵⭐🌕🪐🌙🌠) Moodboard

(🫧) Moodboard

Caregiver!Reno Raines & Bobby Sixkiller (Renegade)

(🐋🐬🪼🦈) Moodboard

Caregiver!Marcus Moreno (We can be heroes)

Regressor!Tecna (Winx Club)

Regressor!Musa (Winx Club)

Regressor!Stella (Winx Club)

Bear in the big blue house Moodboard

Bluey Moodboard

Caregiver!Josh (Blues Clues)

Caregiver!Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher)

Space Moodboard

Beach Moodboard

Dinosaur Moodboard

Leonardo Moodboard (Rottmnt)

Orange Stimboard

Blues Clues Stimboard

Caregiver!Josh (Blues Clues)

The Wizard of Oz Moodboard

(Birthday) Blues Clues Moodboard

Regressor!Oswald Cobblepot (Gotham)

Regressor!Cheryl Blossom (Riverdale)

Pumpkin Glow Build A Bear StimBoard

Regressor!Sebastian Mcclane (Law and Order)

Regressor!Oswald Cobblepot StimBoard (Gotham)

Regressor!Sebastian Mcclane StimBoard (Law and Order)

Caregiver!James Conrad StimBoard (Kong, Skull Island)

Caregiver!Adam Mintock + Caregiver!Jet Slootmaekers + Little!Sebastian Mcclane (Law and Order)

Regressor!King Clawthorne (The Owl House)

Regressor!Jake Peralta (Brooklyn 99)

Siren Themed StimBoard

Star Trek Themed Moodboard

Regressor!Rosa Diaz (Brooklyn 99)

Caregiver!Aethelwold (The Last Kingdom)

Caregiver!Edward Nygma (Gotham)

Regressor!Rowan Laslow (Wednesday)

Regressor!Oswald Cobblepot (Gotham)

Blue StimBoard (Blues Clues)

Regressor!10th Doctor (Doctor Who)

Regressor!Kenneth Hutch (StarSky and Hutch -2004)

Regressor!Peewee Herman

Regressor!11th Doctor (Doctor Who)

Caregiver!Arnold Rimmer + Regressor!Dave Lister (Red Dwarf)

Caregiver!Kryten (Red Dwarf)

Regressor!Charlie Hudson (Hudson & Rex)

Caregiver!Commander Mills (65)

Regressor!Wolf Pup Geralt Of Rivia + Caregiver!Jaskier (The Witcher)

Regressor!10th Doctor StimBoard (Doctor Who)

Caregiver!Commander Mills (65) (Fem Themes)

Caregiver!Rosa Diaz (Brooklyn 99)

Edgar Allan Poe - The Raven Themed

Caregiver!Albert Wesker StimBoard (Resident Evil)

Regressor!Arnold Rimmer (Red Dwarf)

FNAF animatronics (FNAF Movie)

Caregiver!William Tell (The Card Counter)

Blue Themed Moodboard

Caregiver!Jareth (Labyrinth)

Rumple Buttercup Moodboard

Wolf Themed StimBoard

My Favourite Activities Themed Moodboard

Flip!Christian (Moulin Rouge)

Caregiver!Indiana Jones (Indiana Jones)

Story/Fanfics

Headcannons

Playlists

Art

DNI Banner

Bingo, Bluey (bluey)

Dr Flug (villainous)

Bill Hazledine (suburban shootout)

Lloyd (lego ninjago)

Glam (metal family), Papa/Copia (ghost band)

Norman (my friendly neighborhood)

A bear

Dr Habit (smile for me)

Cuddle bear family (calico critters)

Skyler White (Breaking Bad)

Paci Icon

Socks & Muffin (Bluey)

Hello Kitty (Hello Kitty)

Luigi (Super Mario Brothers)

Winx Club Main Six (Winx Club)

Donatello, Leonardo, Raphael & Mikey (TMNT Mutant Mayhem)

Simon Petrikov (Adventure Time)

11th Doctor (Doctor Who)

[mogai-headcanons]

Leonardo from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2012) is an aromantic aceflux bisexual spacething multiverocusgender gorigender deergender bluegender traumacutecomfin unhumanlovic oceanfearic psychophoria indipurspimvidic stimgender autigender swordgender bladegender monstergirl eldritchgirl snarlgender depressmutix ageregender sleepyregressic sommolin genderfluid xenogender trans girl age regressor who uses she/her, he/him, they/them, it/its, star/stars, rot/rots, gore/gores, 🔪/🔪s, ⚔️/⚔️s, and 💙/💙s pronouns, and its brothers are his caregivers!

dni link

[trashzone]

!Pinned Post - Introductions!

‡The Crystal Groves System

(body goes by Alex or TZ with He/They pronouns)

•System Art Tag: #Crystal Groves Art

•Edit Tag: #Trash Zone Edit

★Currently a system of 55

★Currently hyper-fixating on TMNT, Sonic, and Kandi making

~Short Alter introductions under the cut~

Adrian: He/Him - ☔ - Body Relaxer - 17 to 20

Alec: He/They - 🎻 - Fragment - 19

Alex: He/They - 🦈 - Current Host - 17 - Part of a subsystem (1)

Alys: She/It - 🐉 - Protector (Non-canon introject from Ninjago) - 18

Anya: She/Her - 🩺 - Fictive (Anya from Moutwashing) - 28

Asmodeus: He/It - 🌀 - Persecutor - 21

Celeste: Any/All - 💌 - Persecutor - 17 to 19

Comet: He/It - 🌌 - Fictive (Ivan from Alien Stage) - 28

Dee: He/They/It - 🤖 - Fictive (Future Donnie from ROTTMNT)- 40

Donnie: Any/All - 👾 - Fictive (Donnie from ROTTMNT) - 16 to 20

Dylan: He/Him - 🚬 - Persecutor - 22

Emma: She/Her - 🐟 - Protector (Non-canon introject from Banana Fish) - 8 to 18 - Part of a subsystem (2)

Eri: She/It - 🧿 - Protector (Non-canon introject from Blue Exorcist) - 16

Euphoria: Any/All - 🚗 - Persecutor - 20

Galactica: They/It - 💜 - Body Relaxer - 17 to 22

Giorgia: She/Her - 🩸 - Persecutor (Non-canon introject from JJBA) - 14 to 16

Jean: Any/All - 🐶 - Peacemaker - 17

Jeep: He/Him - 🥧 - Gatekeeper - 38 - Part of a subsystem (1)

Jj: Any/All - ♠️ - Fictive (Jotaro from JJBA) - 20

Joan: They/He - 🍒 - Fictive (Kakyoin and Johnny from JJBA) - 16

Judah: He/It - 🏀 - Protector - 20

Kamryn: He/They/It - 🍭 - Fragment - 16 to 20

Karlos: He/Him - 🔗 - Persecutor - 22 - Part of a subsystem (1)

Kore: He/It - 💗 - Persecutor - 20

Leaf: They/Them - 🍃 - Protector - 22

Lee: He/They/It - 🎧 - Trauma Holder - 12 - Part of a subsystem (1)

Lemon: They/Them - 🍋 - Persecutor - 21 - Part of a subsystem (1)

Leo: He/Him - 🔷 - Fictive (Future Leo from ROTTMNT)- 42

Leonardo: Any/All - 🫐 - Fictive (Leo from TMNT 2012) - 15 to 22

Lust: Any/All - 💙 - Protector - 17 to 24 - Part of a subsystem (2)

Magnolia: She/They - 🐱 - Persecutor - 18

Marc: Any/All - 💉 - Persecutor - 17

Mariah: She/He - 🌹 - Caregiver - 32 - Part of a subsystem (1)

Masen: He/Him - 🍁 - Fictive (Dipper from Gravity Falls) - 12 to 14

Maverick: Any/All - 🍡 - Memory Holder - 9 to 14

Mia: Any/All - 🎸 - Protector - 12 to 24

Mick: Any/All - 🔆 - Fictive (Future Mikey from ROTTMNT) - 36

Mika: She/It - 🌸 - Trauma Holder (Non-canon introject from Given) - 16 to 19

Mike: He/Him - 🐻‍❄️ - Memory Holder - 7 to 12

Mikey: He/They - 🎃 - Fictive (Mikey from ROTTMNT) - 15 to 17

Nardo: He/It - ♦️ - Fictive (Leo from ROTTMNT) - 16 to 20

Noir: He/They/It - 🦨 - Protector - 19

Oswald: He/It - 🐙 - Protector - 24

Raph: He/Him - 🥊 - Fictive (Raph from TMNT 2012) - 14 to 16

Ray: He/They - 🔥 - Persecutor - 17

Rin: He/Him - ⛸️ - Fragment (Non-canon introject from Yuri On Ice) - 18

Rowan: He/They - 🐻 - Protector - 25

Sarah: She/Her - 🧸 - Memory Holder - 8 - Part of a subsystem (1)

TZ: Any/All - 📷 - Current Cohost - 22 - Part of a subsystem (1)

Shadow: He/Him - 🔴 - Fictive (Shadow from Sonic) - 50

Sonic: He/Him - 🔵 - Fictive (Sonic from Sonic) - 35

Sua: She/They - 🎭 - Fictive (Sua from Alien Stage) - 26

Yuichi: He/They - 🐇 - Fictive (Usagi from Usagi Yojimbo) - 16 to 20

Zoe: She/Her - 🐠 - Fragment (Non-canon introject from Banana Fish) - 8 to 24

Z: They/Them - 🖤 - Trauma Holder - 15 - Part of a subsystem (1)

[predatoryminds]

Subject notes: A calm, and almost innocent young man. No complaints to treatment and well mannered. Observation period was rather pleasant, and he reacted well to treatment.

Griffon Wilks Waer Nicknames: ⦁ Griff (Luca, Dimitri) ⦁ Griffy (Dimitri) ⦁ Gif (Siblings) ⦁ Sunboy (Siblings, Leo, few others) (Most used nickname) ⦁ Mythic jerk/ Incredible dumb*ss *accompanied constantly by an exasperated sigh* (Anders)

Ability: Draw in energy from objects/ elements and exert it in fine beams in focused parts of his body (Like a laser)or a potential blast that is dangerous and possibly detrimental to himself (SPOILER) Coding and placement: Thigh, 817245 Age: 17 Sex: Male Gender: Male Place of Birth: File not found Birthday: 17th April Currently living in: A mansion in the Netherlands, location undisclosed (About 11,410 square feet of living space with 10 bedrooms, foyer with double staircase, multiple living rooms, formal dining room, kitchen, greenhouse and more) Species/Race: ⦁ (Formerly) Human ⦁ (Currently) Rovesciare (SPOILERS) Ethnicity: ½ Danish, ½ Spanish Blood Type: ⦁ (Formerly) O+ ⦁ (Currently) AB- Occupation: Student, Millionaire's Child/ Poster child Social Status: Upper class (Top few) Relationship Status: Single

Appearance Body Build: Broad in chest and shoulders, slim. Height: 5’9 Weight: 65 kg Skin color: Olive- tan skin, caramelly Hairstyle: Fluffy mess that somehow looks neat Hair color: Rusty ginger (So not ginger-ginger, but brown ginger) Short hair

Eye color: Soft green eyes Preferred Clothing: Fancy clothing, suits, posh clothing

Health General health: Healthy (Based on media reports) Posture: Straight, very good, rarely slouches, unless he is trying for a more suave look Any physical illnesses?: None Any mental illnesses?: Moderate anxiety (Noted from observation period) Take drugs?: No Smoke?: Tried once, never done again Mental/Emotional State Archetype: The lover/ The caregiver Mental age: 25 (Very mature) Act before thinking/Think before acting?: In-between, usually thinks first however Emotion-wise, generally: Quite emotional, usually a bit smug, but very grown up and brotherly

Conversation Way of speaking: Dutch, little bit of Spanish and French, English

Hobbies Strengths: Elegance, grace, basic and extensive life skills like sewing, cooking, childcare, ect. Weakness: He can be a bit of a jerk at times, will try go out of his way to look good Education: Excellent

Secrets Fears Dreams/Goals Views/Opinions on... Government: He doesn’t care about them, not his concern, he just likes that they provide him and his family with money Religion: Agnostic Technology: He doesn’t agree with technology, he feels the younger generation is too reliant on it and he fears for what may happen if they go kaput Favorite Food: Vegan Burgers and Cupcakes Color: Mauve Animal: Czechoslovak Wolfdog Number: 67 Holiday: Koningsdag/ King's Day Season: Spring Time of day: Noon Thing to watch: Paint dry Movie: The Notebook Show: Anything romantic Type of art: Painting (mainly scenery) Genre of music: Country Genre of literature: Romance Genre of shows: Romance, Comedy Genre of movies: Romance, Comedy

History Relationships: Unknown Girl (deceased) Family: No blood siblings, or family, (All adopted) Robin Waer (Female, 7), Heather Waer (Female, 10), Amity Waer (Female, 6), Anastasia Waer (Female, 11), Ciara Waer (Female, 7), Silver Waer (Female, 9), Ariana Waer (Female, 6), Lizana Waer (Female, 9) Consider’s Luca and Leonardo as brothers. Adopted parent: Malthe Wilks Waer Love interest: Unknown Friends/Allies: Unknown Enemies: Arrowsmith Quotes: None Trivia: ⦁ His family owns 3 dogs, a Czechoslovak Wolfdog, Utonagan, and a Keeshond ⦁ Griffon has been to over 12 countries ⦁ Griffon’s has a surprising Iron deficiency, and has to eat a lot of gummies to compensate ⦁ His favorite sibling is Anastasia ⦁ He was almost assassinated by Dimitri and has a slight grudge against him, enjoying being an ass towards him, trying to use him sly, ‘peaceful’ charm to aggrivate the Russian ⦁ He is one of the weakest of the main cast ⦁ His nickname Sunboy is for his love of sunbathing in the sleeping chair out in his backyard and his constant need to shine brightly above others, that he sometimes burns them