#don’t tease leo he’s sensitive

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No Hard Feelings~

Warnings: NSFW | Explisit Smut | MDNI | 18+ | Friends with Benefits trope | Breeding kink | Slight Dumbification | Dirty Talking | Use of the word "Daddy" twice. | Daddy kink | Dry-Humping | Slight Bruising | General (animated verses) strongly leaning toward 2007, for that one line lol. | Leo is in his early 30's

A/N: This piece has been my baby for over two weeks now. Hope you like it! Mixed two requests, one for the "daddy" thing and other who asked for fwb trope. Enjoy, my dirty hoes! 💜

It was supposed to be a one-time thing. But his kiss was a blaze in the dark, igniting something primal within you. You watched him from afar, his muscles stretching as he trained—the soft swing of his two katanas in perfect harmony. Strong hands gripping the hilts as firmly as they had held you.

You looked aside as if running away from the memories of his palms on your hips, holding you still as he fucked his cum back in, growling in your ear how good you could take him. 

“Come for daddy, baby. One more time, I know you can,” his voice hoarse, fighting not to tremble with his high approaching. Fuck, you loved to have him like this, sensitive, dripping, pussy-drunk. 

How could it be just a one-time thing?

A loud clang of metal jolted you from the heated memory. You pressed your legs together to relieve some tension, your breath catching as Leo tipped a water bottle over his head, dousing himself to cool down. His plastron gleamed, immaculate under the water.

He glanced at you, shooting a sidelong smile—confident, self-assured, and irresistibly flirty.

“What?” he teased. “Want some?” He jostled the remnants of the bottle toward you.

You reached him in two swift steps. “Yeah, but what if I want to drink from here?” You ran your palms over his chest, your nails grazing the edges. He gasped, his strong hands gripping your wrists. Desire poured from his gaze as he eyed you.

“We agreed not to cross the line again.”

“Hmm, but how can I keep my word when you look like this,” you muttered, pressing yourself against his crotch, driven by an unashamed need to have him closer.

Leo let out a rough breath. “Careful.”

“Why? afraid you’d catch feelings?” 

He let out a sexy laugh. Leo drew you into his arms, trapping you between himself and the cold wall of the lair’s training room.  “I’m afraid you might,” 

“Try me,” you said, lifting your face toward his, lips barely brushing.

Leo caught your mouth in a searing, intense kiss that stole your breath. He hauled you onto a chest of drawers. Your legs wrapped around his torso, pulling him as close as possible. You ground against him, caring little about your pathetic desperation.

Noticing, Leo followed your movement, grating a hot, tingling sensation that spread from your core through your body. You moaned. 

"Feels good?" he smiled, eying you with burning desire. 

Yes. More. Skin against skin. You were dying for it. Yet, all that fell off your mouth were small sighs and moans, as he rubbed over your clit so fucking good even through the fabric the contact weakened you.

Leo captured your gaping mouth, and his tongue found yours shortly, It was a fierce, almost violent melding of lips, each seeking dominance. The intensity of his kiss was intoxicating. Suddenly, he was more essential than air itself. 

You don’t know how, but he managed to peel your pants off just in time to meet the shirt you discarded on the floor. Your underwear met them right after. He panted as the heat of your body pressed against his ever-so-cold one. His hands roamed your back, taking his time to memorize every curve on it. It would be romantic if it weren’t for the frantic way in which he was still humping his hard, dripping cock against your core. 

The smooth and creamy texture mingled with yours made it heavenly. You could feel the coil inside your lower belly tightening along with each muscle in your body. 

“Leo- I’m…”

“I know,” he breathed, pulling your hair to tilt your face towards his, “look at me.”

You tightened the grip of your legs around him, not allowing a single inch of space between your bodies. Gazes locked only for the brief seconds before your orgasm crashed over, and then your eyes rolled to the back of your head, mouth gaping as you came loud and long. The hot throbs of bliss spread from your sensitive nub through your body to your temples, numbing you in tingling ecstasy. 

“You’re so hot like this,” he panted. 

You hadn’t come down from the afterbliss when he thrust into you, all the way in, in one motion. It knocked the air out of you, but he stretched you so well you couldn't help but curve your little mouth into a drunk-like smile. 

“Shit, I can still feel your cunt throbbing. You’re such a whore for Daddy, aren’t you?”

You panted something, it came out trembly and almost faint. Leo chuckled against your pulse line. What’s the matter, sweetness? Can't talk now? Feels that good?

You embraced him tighter, with both legs and arms, enjoying the deep, brutal pace he picked up. The filthy sound of skin slapping filled the room alongside your moans. Suddenly, you didn’t give two fucks if any of his brothers walked in, not even if Splinter heard you. It was all about Leo allowing you into that special place so close to heaven. 

“Fuck, I can’t stop. You’re so tight, so— warm,” 

Your muscles tensed in anticipation of the high that was coming. 

“Baby, come inside me, I— I want you to fill me—, I want it, I want it, I—” 

He moaned. Strong hands gripped your thighs as he relentlessly abused your cunt, hard and hot until you felt his cum painting your insides. His cock throbbed inside your cunt which each new load, his voice broke a bit as he came. It triggered your release. You fisted his blue bandana, enjoying every drop of him inside you, adoring the way pleasure spread from your core to every corner of your body.

In a few moments, you managed to catch your breath. Leo turned to look at you, his gaze locking with yours. There was a glint in his eyes, subtly altered from before, now more intense. It held a curious blend of astonishment and something else, elusive and difficult to pinpoint.

You could still feel him connected to you when for a fleeting moment, it almost seemed like he might lean in to kiss your nose. Panic surged through you, not because of the action, but because you caught yourself yearning for it.

"What's with that look, huh? Don't tell me you're falling for me..." It came out bluntly, unintentionally tinged with mockery.

Leo halted.

"No," he muttered, forcing a stiff and brazen smile to his lips as he pulled out. He grabbed a towel from the dojo's rack, his movements mechanical and devoid of their usual grace. "Of course not."

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I know you've only written like two smut things buuuut...

Leo valdez smut with fluffy aftercare???

— moments in time ꣑ৎ‧₊˚. warnings: SMUT, but also fluff, and ending might be corny lol sorry pairing: leo valdez x fem! reader

you were going to die like this, surely, your ragged breaths rapidly becoming more uncontrollable, you’re incredibly flushed cheeks, and a fire-like heat rushing through your senses. leo looping a finger around your lacy underwear isn’t helping either, especially when he begins sliding them down your thighs (at an unbearably slow rate, that ass), though from your position straddling him they don’t reach far until you rectify your problem and slide one leg off to finish the process, then placing it back in its designated spot. you reconnect your lips with leo’s, humming contently as he trails his calloused and scar-veiled fingers down your bare skin, resting ultimately on your inner thigh, trailing up now

what feels like an eternity, he finally slips a finger in your core, curling it into you, eliciting a soft moan from your lips. his other hand, however, is placed over your hip to prevent you from moving anywhere but here. through open mouthed kisses, he slips in another, you shiver instantly. fucking bitch. his thumb runs over your clit as he works inside of you, making you grind into him further, disconnecting your lips to rest your head on his shoulder. it’s like you were being pushed over an edge, yet you still stand at the very end, waiting to be thrown to the bottom, and it’s a extremely long waiting time. you murmur silent pleads, waiting for him to reach, but you can’t think, you can’t speak, you can’t do anything except dig your nails into his shoulder or grind yourself into him in hopes he’ll take the hint

please please please your mind races. though like a telepathic force, he finds your sensitive spot, earning a loud moan from your mouth. fucking finally. and now you surely can’t breathe as leo works you through the waves of your orgasm. you’re dying, this is it, you’re ascending to elysium, plan your funeral at this point. panting, you pull your head out from his shoulder, his fingers slipping out of you, allowing you to collapse beside him. leo watches as you calm yourself, the rapid rise and fall of your chest, flushed cheeks, disoriented hair falling over the pillow, holy shit his girlfriend was sexy. he ponders pulling you into his arms to rest, but in your overstimulated state he settles on waiting

“are you okay?” he whispers

you nod and mumble a “yes” and nuzzle yourself into him. cozy. now, with your approval he wraps you up in his arms, taking in the scent of your shampoo before kissing the top of your head. “are you sure?”

you nod again. he doesn’t push an answer further, instead running a hand up and down the bare skin of your back as you attempt to regain a normal heart and breathing rate

“I love you”

you try to tease in response, “yeah?”

though he doesn’t pick up on this, too busy in his lovestruck daze. “yeah, I do”

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Closing Time (Leo x FemReader)

Summary: Who doesn’t love closing time? Especially when it’s with your very handsome, very sexy coworker.

Warnings: 18+ (mdni), because there sooo much of the smut. Closing time fun and… Leo’s big, fat dick.

Notes: I would love to hear what all you, lovelies, think! If you would like to see more of Leo! If so...I already have another idea in mind! ❤️

- Closing time, your absolute favorite part of your shift. Well, that and getting to work with him.

- You’d be lying if you said you aren’t attracted to him. Those sparking blue eyes, that brilliant smile, tight butt… It was easy to see why you drop a slice of pizza or spill a drink at least once a day…

- “Angel… Angel… Earth to, angel…”

- “Oh, Leo!” You squeak in surprise, broom clattering to the floor.

- Kicking yourself internally, you scramble to pick it up. Trying to act like you weren’t just totally spacing out, watching him prep the dough for tomorrow. Rolling, kneading it…fantasizing it was you instead. “Um, d-did you need something?”

- The sound of his gravelly voice comes floating from the back, a shiver running down your spine. “Yeah, if you’re done cleanin’ up front; I could use some help back here.”

- Popping up, you’re met by the sight of him standing there. Arms crossed over his chest, a mischievous look on his flour smeared face. “Made a real mess.”

- The heat instantly rushes to your cheeks and other places. “O-Okay, I’m com-”

- “Comin’?” He chuckles, eyebrows raised slightly. “Knew I’d get ya to.”

- Flashing you a grin, he returns to his work. Leaving your heart pounding, walls fluttering. Just like always, damn him.

- With a soft huff, you quickly scamper around the counter. Keeping yourself turned away him, you get to sweeping. Minding your own business, doing your best to not focus on the fact that you keep getting closer to him with each brush of the broom.

- Due to the cramped space, you two inevitably end up bumping into one another. Turning, you begin to frantically apologize… “Opps, sorry! I didn’t mean to-”

- …when suddenly he crowds you against the small island and captures your lips in a searing kiss. Nipping, slipping his tongue into your mouth. Hard cock pressing into your stomach. Dirty hands making their way down your sides, streaks of white left in their wake. As they come to settle on your hips; giving them a good, firm squeeze.

- Breaking apart, he mutters in your ear, “Been waitin’ to do that.” Before hoisting you up, sending anything and everything crashing to the floor.

- “And what else, huh?” You giggle, watching Leo fumble with his belt and zipper. While you eagerly shimmy out of your leggings and panties. Eyes growing a bit wide when you see what he’s been sporting this whole time.

- Slotting himself between your legs, he cages you in with his strong arms. Lips trailing over your neck, fat tip running through your wet folds. “I think ya know.”

- Your hands come to rest on the back of his head, knocking his baseball cap off. A needy mewl escaping you when you feel him line up with your entrance. “Don’t tease me.”

- Smirking, he snaps his hips forward. Stretching you out so deliciously, pounding into you wonderfully. Teeth biting at your sensitive skin. “Never tease…not with ya.”

- Speeding up, his thrusts grow stronger. Your body bouncing with every movement and all you can do is hold on. Fingers gripping his shoulders, pussy clinging to him. Panting and moaning like crazy.

- The noise of skin slapping together fills the air, his dick driving deeper. Hitting that lovely little spot inside you over and over. Pushing you swiftly and dangerously close to the edge, along with… “Fuck… Sweetheart… Fuck…”

- One last hard slam and he has you seeing stars. Whole body clamping down, a string of cries flying from your lips. As you gush all over his cock, while he paints your walls white. Some leaking out, mingling with the flour beneath you.

- Slowly coming back down, he presses his forehead to yours. Both wearing the same stupid smile, you can’t help but tease. “Wow, you really did make a mess.”

- “And I’m about to make it into a bigger one,” Leo growls. Mouths colliding, hips starting to slowly rock again.

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🎃Tickletober🎃

Day 2- Fluttering

Lee: Leo💙

Ler: Raph❤️

“Ooh! Dodged again!” Leo's taunting voice rang through the dojo as he dodged Raph's hit.

Raph was irritated, all day Leo had been gloating and taunting during training. It was time to knock him off his high horse. . .

The next time Leo dodged, he shot his hand out and grabbed his arm, yanking him up in the air.

“No! Not air jail!” Leo cried dramatically, kicking and thrashing to try and free Raph's hold on his wrist. Raph quickly grabbed his other wrist and pinned them together above his hand, now holding both of Leo's wrists in one hand.

“Ugh- fine. You win,” Leo groaned when he couldn't escape.

“Hmm, I don't feel like I've won yet,” Raph said, an evil smirk.

“What?” Leo looked confused, but that confusion quickly morphed to wide eyes and a huge smile.

“Raph!” He squealed as Raph started lightly fluttering his fingers in circles on his plastron, just below his underarm.

“EEEHEEK!” Leo squealed, the light fluttering sensation unbearable as he squirmed around, “RAHAHAPH!”

“EEEEHAAHAHA!” Leo about shrieked as Raph lightly fluttered his fingers down his ribs, “THAHAT'S SOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAD!”

“D’aww,” Raph grinned, lightly fluttering his fingers all over Leo's ribs, “Raph's barely ticklin’ ya! It can't be that bad!”

“AHAHAHA!” Leo cackled, squirming around violently, “RAHAHAPH! STAHAHAHP!”

“What~?” Raph hummed innocently, “Raph's barely even ticklin’ you.”

“RAHAHAPH!” Leo about shrieked as Raph started lightly fluttering his fingers in Leo's armpit, “AHAHA- AHH PLEHEHEHEASE!”

“Please what? Why are ya squirming around so much?” Raph teased, fluttering his fingers down Leo's side and to his hip.

“HAHA- AEEEEHA! HAHAHAHA!” Leo shrieked, thrashing violently as Raph lightly fluttered his fingers over his hip, the tip of his finger lightly tracing as well.

“RAHAHAPHIE! I CAHAHAN'T! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!” Leo begged between his cackles, face red and eyes teary.

“Hmmm, only if ya say you're the biggest loser of the day!” Raph grinned, fluttering his fingers over to Leo's stomach.

“AHH HA! EEEE! I DON’T- AHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Leo about screamed, the light, fluttery feeling completely unbearable. He didn't know how someone like Raph was so good at fluttery tickles, but here they were.

“OHOHOKAY! OHOHOHOKAHAHAY!” Leo screamed between his cackles, “IHIH’M THE BIHIIHGEST- AHHHAHA- LOHOHOHOSER SNRK-! OHOHOF THE DAHAHAHY!”

Raph grinned, pulling his hand back and setting Leo down, who immediately wrapped his arms around his middle and giggled from the phantom tickles.

“You're so sensitive to light tickles, Lee.”

“Dohohon't call me thahat!” Leo giggled, “Ihih snrk stihihill wohohon!”

“Need another lesson in losin’, Lee?”

“NOHO!”

[canirove]

Rice, Rice, baby | Epilogue

Author's note: And we've made it to the end! 🙁 Thank you very much to everyone who has read and supported this story. As always, and especially with the ones about Declan since he is my fave, it means a lot. Hope you like this last chapter, and once again, thank you very much for reading! 💜

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Masterlist

A year later…

“Can you replay that bit?”

“What?” Declan says.

“The last five seconds of the video. Can you play them again?”

“Urgh” he groans. “I should have worn one of those clip on ties like the one Leo is wearing.”

“Declan, Leo is six and you are almost thirty. You have to wear a proper tie” I say while trying to follow the step I just watched. “Ok, done.” 

“Let me see” he says, checking himself in the mirror.

“You clean up quite well, Rice” I tease him.

“So do you, Miss Chapman” he winks, my face instantly starting to burn. Will that ever stop happening? Probably not.

“Yes… Umm… Let’s go, we can’t be late.”

“One last thing” Declan says, taking my hand as I try to leave the bathroom. 

“What.”

“I love you, Liv” he smiles.

“I love you too” I smile back. “Now let’s go.”

“Liv, did you just dodge me when I was about to kiss you?” he laughs.

“I did, yes. I can’t let you ruin my makeup. And, if we kiss, we will definitely get carried away and end up being late, and then Madders and Kennedy will kill us.”

“True” he chuckles. “Though now you owe me a kiss.”

“I won’t forget about it, don't worry. Now let’s go.”

“Fine” he sighs when I grab his hand and basically drag him behind me.

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“I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride” the priest says before Madders wraps his hands around Kennedy’s waist and kisses her, everyone cheering and clapping.

“They are so cute” I smile. “Don’t you agree, Declan? Declan?”

“Yeah?” 

“Oh my God, Declan. Are you crying?”

“What? No, no” he says, quickly wiping away his tears. “It’s just the sun and these gorgeous blue eyes you love so much. Sometimes they get too sensitive.”

“The eyes or the owner of the eyes?”

“Don’t tease me, Olivia” he says, pinching my butt and making me jump. 

“Declan!” I say, quickly looking around to see if anyone has noticed.

“You’ve been warned” he smirks.

“Idiot” I reply, hitting his arm. “But there is nothing wrong with getting emotional during a wedding, you know? And I have seen you cry many times before.”

“I know, Liv. But this time, I wasn’t crying.”

“Of course you weren’t” I say, moving my hands to my back so he doesn’t try anything again. But he has seen me, and does something worse. 

“I wasn’t” he whispers in my ear before giving it a little bite, the noise that leaves my mouth being the most inappropriate one ever, and one that the woman sitting next to me has definitely heard. 

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“Hi! Sorry for interrupting!” Kennedy says from the stage where the DJ is playing. “Hello everyone. Are you having fun?” she asks, all the guests cheering. “Good, great!” she smiles. “I'm afraid we have take a little break from partying, because it is time for something very very important. Girls and some boys, assemble!”

“What did she just say?”

“Nothing, ignore her” I say, kissing Declan again.

“Olivia, I can see you!” Kennedy says. “Stop making out with your baby daddy and join the others!”

“Bloody hell” I whisper, resting my forehead on Declan's chest.

“What is going on?” he asks.

“Nothing.”

“Olivia Chapman!” Kennedy calls again, all the other guests definitely looking our way.

“Ok, fine!” I say, finally giving up. “But you and I…” I say, pointing at Declan. “We aren't done yet.”

“Oh, I know” he smirks. “And you still owe me a kiss.”

“Haven't we kissed enough already?” I laugh.

“Nope” he says, that smirk that makes my knees feel like jelly and my insides on fire, still on his face. 

I don't know what has gotten into us today, but we can't keep our hands from each other. Though that's a lie. In my case, I do know what has gotten into me: Declan in a suit. Well, he's not really gotten into me yet, but soon. And yes, that's a thought that has been almost said aloud more than once tonight. 

“Olivia!” Kennedy yells again.

“I'm coming!” I reply, joining the others.

I know what she's going to do. She is going to throw her bouquet at us, and whoever catches it will be the one getting married next. And I also know she is going to do everything in her power so I am that next person.

“Are you ready?” Kennedy says, turning her back to us. “One… two… three!” she screams before throwing the bouquet. 

I see it fly, the girls in front of me jumping to try and catch it, one of the boys holding the arms of the one next to him so he can't grab it. And then, I see it coming towards me.

The girl standing next to me pushes me to catch it, but she somehow steps on her dress, and makes us both fall. 

“Are you ok?” I ask her as I stand up. Thank God I had already gotten rid of my heels and I'm wearing my sneakers. If I hadn't, I'm sure I would have hurt my ankle.

“Yeah, yeah” she says, taking the hand I'm offering her and also standing up. “Though you are much better.”

“What?”

“Look” she says, nodding behind me. 

As I turn around, there he is: Declan in all his glory with his messy hair, the tie gone, the first buttons on his shirt undone, and the sleeves rolled up and showing his forearms. He looks hot, and handsome, and gorgeous, and urgh. Can you believe he is my boyfriend? The father of my child? Because sometimes, like right now, I still can't believe it. And what I can't believe either, is the thing in his hands.

“Is this allowed?” he asks, looking at Kennedy.

“Not really. But since I am the bride and this is my wedding, I say it is. Congratulations, Declan and Liv! You are next!” she says, looking my way with a mischievous smile.

“Great” I say under my breath.

“So…” Declan says, walking towards me once the music starts again. “Does this mean that now I have to propose? Or how does this work?”

“You have, yes” Madders says, showing up out of nowhere.

“Dear lord, James” I say, my hand instinctively moving to my heart. “You scared me.”

“Sorry” he smiles. “But yes, Declan. Now you have to propose and ask Liv to marry you, that's how the tradition works. Though since you were the one who caught the bouquet, maybe it is Liv the one who should propose to you?”

“I'm not proposing to anyone” I say.

“Don't you want to marry me, Liv?” Declan asks me.

“I do.”

“Oh my God” Madders gasps.

“That wasn't a proposal, James. Relax” Declan says. “The day I properly ask Liv to marry me, it'll be somewhere special and with a more romantic setting than a DJ blasting David Guetta. Something like that dinner we had in the Seine with the Eiffel tower behind us, but better. Is there any city you would like to visit one day?”

“I remember you once told me that one of your dreams was to visit Rome” Madders says.

“Is that true?” Declan asks me.

“It is, yes.”

“Then watch out, Liv” he says, moving closer. “Because any day now, I may fly you to Rome and ask you to marry me. You've been warned” he whispers in my ear before biting it like he did earlier, that noise leaving my mouth once again.

“Ok, I better go find my wife” Madders says, leaving us alone. “Enjoy the rest of the night” he winks. He heard me. He definitely heard me. Wonderful.

“You need to stop doing that in public, Declan” I manage to say while he starts kissing my neck, Kennedy's bouquet still in his hands as he wraps his arms around my waist. 

“Do what?” he says against my skin, the feeling making me shudder. 

“You know what.”

“No, I do not.”

“Declan…” I whisper.

“Yes?”

“Let's go to our room.”

“Already?” he says, moving to look at me and lifting one of his eyebrows.

“Yes, already.”

“Why?” he asks, now trying really hard not to smirk.

“I still owe you a kiss, don't I?”

“You do.”

“Do you want it?”

“Of course I do!”

“Then let's go” I say, taking his hand and dragging him behind me like I did this morning.

“So bossy, Olivia” he chuckles.

“This is nothing compared to how I will be if we get married, so you better get used to it.”

“Looking forward to it, Liv” Declan says, lifting our hands and kissing mine. “Looking forward to it.”

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A couple of years later…

“I don't want you to go, mummy.”

“It'll be just a few days, Ollie” I say, while trying to comfort him.

“But I'm going to miss you! Why can't I go with you and daddy?”

“Because it is a holiday just for mums and dads” Declan tells him.

“Boring” he pouts.

“Next time you are coming with us.”

“Promise?” Ollie says, looking at me.

“I promise” I reply, kissing his forehead. “Now go get your bag, grandma is waiting.”

“Fine” he says before running away.

“He doesn't want us to go, but five minutes after we've left him at my mum's he will have forgotten we exist” Declan chuckles.

“I know” I sigh. Every time Declan and I go away for a few days to enjoy some alone time, it is the same. Ollie doesn't want us to leave, and when we arrive at our destination and call to check on him, he's so busy playing with whoever he is staying with, that he completely ignores us. 

“Mummy, are you bringing me a present?” he asks me when he joins us again.

“Of course. What do you want?”

“A zebra!” he smiles. “I'm missing one in my farm.”

“Take notes, Declan. A zebra. The one with black and white stripes” I tease him.

“I know what a zebra looks like, Liv” he replies, rolling his eyes. 

“Just in case” I say, trying to hide a smile. 

Ollie is obsessed with animals since my dad bought him a farm for his first birthday, and every time we go away or even just into London to do some shopping, we have to buy him a new animal for his collection. A couple of weeks ago Declan played in Barcelona and promised to buy him a shark, but he showed up with a whale because he somehow got them mixed, and that had Ollie crying for an hour and us checking if they had sharks on Amazon and could deliver them the sooner the better.

“Should we get going?” Declan says. “We can't be late for the airport, Liv.”

“Yes, of course. Ready, Ollie?” I tell him, offering him my hand.

“Yes!” he replies, doing a little jump and taking it.

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“Liv… Liv, wake up.”

“What?” I mumble, slowly opening my eyes.

“We just landed, Liv” Declan says.

“Oh, shit.” 

“Take your time, there is no rush” he chuckles. “And you can't go outside covered in drool.”

“I don't drool” I say, touching my face and noticing something.

“You were saying…” 

“Idiot” I reply, quickly cleaning my chin. Turns out that I actually drool. 

“Declan…” I say when we walk into the airport, his arm wrapped around my shoulders.

“Yeah?”

“Why is everything in Italian?”

“What?”

“And the people who just walked past us were speaking Italian too. Weren't we supposed to go to Paris?” 

Since we don't have a proper date to celebrate our anniversary, every year we try to save one of the trips we take just the two of us to spend it in Paris, always staying at the same hotel we did the first time.

“Change of plans” he shrugs.

“What?”

“Benvenuto to Rome, mon amour.”

“Declan, you just mixed Italian, English and French” I laugh.

“I am a man of many talents, Liv” he smirks. 

“You are, yes” I chuckle. “But why Rome?”

“Well, I thought we needed a change of scenery, and to change our menu. I want to try the real tiramisú, not that thing they give us back home.” 

“And then I am the one with the sweet tooth” I laugh.

“Meh meh meh” he says, pulling me closer and kissing my head.

After that, he keeps talking about other things he wants to do while in Rome, places he wants to visit. But my brain has got stuck in a memory, in something he said during Madders and Kennedy's wedding years ago: “Then watch out, Liv. Because any day now, I may fly you to Rome and ask you to marry me.”

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“And?”

“Nothing” I say, showing Kennedy my hand over facetime. Because no, Declan hasn't proposed yet, and today is our last full day in Rome. 

“Aww, Liv… Maybe he will do it tonight.”

“Maybe” I sigh. “Or maybe he won't because he doesn't remember what he told me at your wedding. Like, he's been acting so normal the whole trip, not teasing me about it or anything…”

“I'm sure he remembers, Liv” Kennedy says. “He may just be waiting for the right moment and doesn't want to ruin the surprise.”

“Yeah…”

“What are you doing tonight?”

“Going for dinner at some restaurant he got recommended, and then probably go back to the hotel before I fall asleep on the table.”

Because that's what I've done the most on this trip: sleep.

Declan's first idea had been to rent a vespa and use it to move around the city and avoid being stuck in traffic, but Arsenal weren't too keen on the idea since we could have an accident and he could get injured, and he ended up hiring a car with a tour guide as our driver. And what happens every time we are in the car going from one spot to the other? That I fall asleep, always having to be woken up by Declan when we arrive. And at night, it is more of the same. One time he even had to carry me to our room because I wouldn't wake up.

“Let’s hope you stay awake and you both get to tell each other what you have to. Because you haven't told him anything yet either, have you?”

“No, I haven't. And he is coming back, act normal” I say when I hear him opening the bathroom’s door.

“Ok” Kennedy chuckles. “Are you bringing me a present? Maybe some tiramisú?”

“Ha!” Declan laughs behind me. “I'm pretty sure Liv has eaten all the tiramisú in the city.”

“I haven't, don't listen to him.”

“She has” he says, sitting down next to me. “But if we are able to find some and she doesn't eat it, we'll save it for you.”

“Thank you, Declan” Kennedy smiles. “And I better go, you probably have to get ready for tonight. You don't want to be late for that special dinner.”

“We don't, no” he smiles back. 

“Yeah… umm… I'll call you tomorrow, ok?” I say.

“Have fun, guys” she winks before hanging up. 

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“Liv, are you ok?”

“I'm fine” I say, struggling to take off my shoe.

“Then why have you been acting so weird the whole night?” Declan asks me.

“Because I'm tired.”

“You've been tired since we left London. And let me help you with that” he says, getting on one knee in front of me and helping me with my shoe. “Why are you laughing now?”

“Nothing, it's nothing. I'm just tired.”

“Liv, are you sure you are ok? You are starting to worry me” he says, easily getting rid of both my shoes.

“I'm fine, Declan” I say, forcing myself to smile. “I guess I'm just getting old.”

“Don't be silly, Liv.”

“Yeah, well” I shrug. “I'm gonna go take off my makeup.”

“Liv…” he says, taking my hand and stopping me before I get up. “If there was something going on, you would tell me, wouldn't you?”

“Of course I would.”

“Promise?”

“I promise” I say, caressing his cheek.

“Then why does it look like you are about to cry?”

“Because you just gave me the same look Ollie did before we left, I've thought about him, and… I miss him.”

“I miss him too. But we'll be seeing him tomorrow. I can already hear him screaming when he sees us both showing up to pick him up from school” he chuckles.

“So do I” I smile. 

“And my back can already feel him jumping at my arms and asking me to pick him up.”

“See how we are getting old? The thirties are coming” I tease him, making him roll his eyes. “And I better go get rid of all this before I start falling asleep.”

“Yes, of course” he says, helping me get up. “But Liv…”

“I'm fine, Declan.”

“I wasn't going to say that.”

“Then?”

“I love you, Liv. You know that, don't you?”

“I do” I smile. “And I love you too. Very much” I say, kissing his cheek before walking into the bathroom. 

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“Liv… Liv, wake up.”

“Uh?”

“Wake up, Liv. C'mon” Declan says.

“What time is it?”

“Early.”

“And why are we waking up early?”

“Because we have a last minute place to visit.”

“What?” I say, finally opening my eyes. It still is dark outside and I feel like just two minutes ago I was getting in bed, disappointed and kind of mad at him because he hadn't proposed, but also feeling like I loved him a bit more after seeing how much he cared about me. 

“Pietro is already waiting downstairs, c'mon.”

“Urgh” I say, covering my head with the duvet.

“There is no time to be lazy, Olivia.”

“Declan!” I complain when he takes the duvet and throws it away. 

“You have five minutes, Liv. We can't be late.”

“This better be worth it” I say, giving him my most murderous look.

“It will. I promise” he grins, making me feel funny things in my stomach. How can I try to be mad at him, if with just one smile he completely disarms me? 

“Not fair.”

“What?” he laughs.

“Your face” I say, pointing at him as I get up from the bed. “It isn't fair.”

“I am extremely gorgeous, I know” he smirks. “Now stop admiring my beauty and go get ready. Five minutes, Liv.”

“Urgh” I groan, walking towards the bathroom.

This better be worth it. 

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“Are we there yet?”

“Almost, miss” says Pietro, our tour guide.

“You need to be a bit patient, Liv” Declan says.

“What I need, is to go back to bed” I complain. “The sun isn't even out yet!”

“It'll be very soon, miss. Like Mister Rice said, you must be patient.”

“Urgh” I groan for the millionth time since Declan woke me up.

After a few more minutes walking in silence, Pietro suddenly stops. 

“We are almost there, miss. Are you ready?” he asks me.

“I guess” I shrug.

“Good” he smiles before turning a corner.

“Aren't we following him?” I ask Declan when he doesn't move.

“Yes, yes” he says, squeezing my hand and starting to walk.

“Oh my God” I gasp when we turn the same corner Pietro had just a minute ago.

“Surprise!” Declan smiles.

“Was it worth it, miss?” Pietro asks me after taking a photo of me where I will definitely show up with my jaw on the floor. Besides being our tour guide and driver, he had also been our personal photographer, taking the best candid photos of Declan and I.

“So worth it” I say, trying to process where I am right now. 

Due to it being one of the most visited places in the city, we had skipped going to the Fontana di Trevi. But there we were now, just us and a few other tourists, the sun starting to shine and illuminate it all. It was simply… breathtaking.

“Look at how awake she looks now” Declan chuckles.

“Oh, shut up” I say, giving him a little push while looking at every single detail in the fountain. 

“Do you want to make a wish, miss?” Pietro asks me, offering me a coin.

“Yes, of course!” I smile. 

“You must turn your back at the fountain, close your eyes, think about what you want, and then throw the coin with your right hand over your left shoulder” he explains.

“Ok. Done” I say, opening my eyes after throwing the coin. “Declan, now is your… Declan!” I gasp when I see him on one knee in front of me.

“Olivia… Liv” he says, taking a little box from the pocket of his jacket. It's happening. It is finally happening, oh my God! “I have rehearsed what I wanted to say so many times that now I've forgotten most of it, so I'll keep it simple. Liv… Will you marry me and make me the luckiest man in the whole wide world?”

“Yes.”

“Wow, that was fast” he laughs. “You barely gave me time to show you the ring.”

“Sorry” I apologise. “But that was the easiest question ever, I didn't have to give too much thought to my answer. Of course I want to marry you, Declan.”

“Even if I took you out of bed way too early?” he says with a teasing smile, getting the ring out of the box and taking my hand.

“Even so” I reply, my eyes fixed on what he is doing, on the gorgeous ring he is putting on my finger. 

“I love you, Liv. I'm stupidly and completely crazy in love with you.”

“And so am I, Declan. I am stupidly and completely crazy in love with you” I say before wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him, Pietro and the other tourists cheering for us. 

It happened. It finally happened. We are getting married. 

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Declan's pov 

“You barely like the ring, don't you?” I chuckle once we are back in our hotel room to have breakfast, Liv admiring her hand and moving it so the ring catches the light and starts sparkling.

“It is so perfect, Declan. So so perfect… Who helped you pick it?”

“Kennedy and Olga showed me some examples of rings you had told them you liked, but then I designed it myself.”

“Wait, what?” she says, finally looking at me.

“Yeah” I shrug. “The most special woman I have ever met deserves the most special ring” I smile.

“Declan, that's… I… Urgh” she says, getting up from her seat and coming to sit on my lap before hugging me. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Liv” I say while hugging her back. “Am I allowed to finish my breakfast?” I ask her after a couple of minutes in silence where we just hug and enjoy the way our arms feel around the other.

“Yes, of course.”

“You can stay here, tho” I smile, not letting her get up. 

“I actually have something for you too.”

“A surprise?”

“Yep” she says, leaving my embrace before I can stop her. 

“Can't you find it?” I ask her while she turns her suitcase upside down. Guess there won't be time for some cuddles before leaving for the airport. We'll have to spend that time making her suitcase again.

“I know where it is, I just… Here!” she says, showing me what she was looking for.

“An envelope?”

“A very special one, yes” Liv says, handing it to me.

“Aren't you going to sit down with me while I open it?” I ask her, looking down at my lap.

“I'm fine here” she says, standing next to the table and playing with one of the napkins. 

“You look nervous, Liv” I chuckle while opening it.

“So did you earlier.”

“I was about to ask you to marry me.”

“And I'm about to tell you something important too.”

“Are you? Let's see…” I say, checking what is inside the envelope. A photo. A photo of Ollie doing a thumbs up with each hand, a big smile on his face and a t-shirt that says big br… “No!” I gasp, looking from Liv to the photo and back at her. “Is this real? Are you… Liv, are you…”

“I'm pregnant” she says with a shy smile.

“You… holy shit” I say, standing up so quickly that I hit the table with one of my knees and knock one of the glasses. Thank God it was already empty. “You are… You… How? I mean… When? We have been taking precautions!”

“Remember the game against Tottenham? The one you finished as a captain and where you scored?”

“How to forget it” I chuckle. “Your dad didn't talk to me for a week, and he threatened to not let me see Ollie ever again after we left him at their house for the night.”

“He did, yes” she laughs. “But I was talking about what happened after. About what we did when we made it home.”

“You mean… Oh…”

“Yes, oh” she says, closing the space between us. “The sun was starting to come up when we finally decided it was time to sleep for a bit.”

“It was a glorious day and night” I smirk, hugging her by the waist.

“And because of that night and, once again, your perfect aim, now our family is going to welcome a new member” she says, taking one of my hands and putting it over her stomach.

“I… I don't know what to say. I… Wait. Is this why you've been constantly falling asleep and taking so many naps?”

“Yep” Liv laughs. “I'm not feeling nauseous yet and I hope it stays like that, but I am so tired all the damn time…”

“And I've taken you on a holiday and made you walk for hours. I'm such an idiot.”

“Declan, it's ok. You didn't know” she says, caressing my cheek. “And the doctor said I could fly and keep with my life as usual if I was feeling ok. You haven't put us at risk.”

“Us…” I say, looking down at where our hands are resting together. 

“Declan, are you crying or are those beautiful eyes of yours being sensitive again?” Liv teases me while wiping away a tear.

“This time I am crying” I chuckle. “I just can't believe that, in the same morning, the woman I love has said yes to marry me and then told me that we are going to be parents again. I am so freaking happy right now, Liv. I feel like my heart is about to burst inside my chest.”

“Same” she smiles. “I love you, Declan.”

“And I love you, Liv. I've loved you since the day we met and you smiled at me while giving me that coffee, and I will love you for the rest of my life. Because I'm stupidly and completely…”

“Crazy in love with you.”

“Crazy in love with you” I repeat before kissing her.

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[intheticklecloset]

TickleTober Day #4: Fire

YunLeo (Black Clover)

@giggly-squiggily

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“We’re lost.”

“We are not!”

“Just let me use my magic to get us out of here—”

“Absolutely not! That defeats the whole purpose!” Leopold whirled on his boyfriend, jabbing a finger in his chest with a playful smile. “We can do this!”

Yuno held up his hands in surrender, unable to help but smile at his excited partner. It was fun to watch him get riled up like this, even if he was aching to be free of this corn maze already.

Leopold flexed his fingers and summoned a small flame to light their way. It was getting dark. Probably everyone else had already made it out by now – even Asta, that idiot who couldn’t find his way out the front door of the church sometimes growing up.

“We’re probably the last ones to finish this thing,” he murmured, giving small voice to his thoughts. “You’re making me look bad.”

“Pfft. Okay, wise guy. Since when do you care what people think of you?” Leo turned and gave him another smirk. “Besides, we don’t get to spend much time together. Aren’t you happy to be with me?”

“Always,” Yuno replied automatically, but he meant it with all his heart. He cherished these times together, silly as they may be.

Suddenly Leo came to a halt. “Wait…you really think we’re the last ones to make it out?”

“Probably.”

“So…we’re all alone in here?”

“Yeah?” Yuno swallowed at the new look on his boyfriend’s face. His heartbeat kicked up when Leo put out his flame, plunging them into deeper darkness than before. It really was getting late; the sun had already set. It was a matter of time before—

All his thoughts vanished when Leopold pulled him in by the waist and pressed their lips together in a gentle kiss.

Yuno bit back a pleased groan. “W-We really should get out of here first…”

“Why? Are you afraid of the dark?”

“Of course not—eeep!” The wind mage suddenly scrunched up his shoulders in a useless attempt to keep Leo’s tickly kisses away from his sensitive neck. All he did now was trap him there, the sneaky Vermillion prince! “Ehehehehehe, wait, nohohohohoho!”

“Relax, Yuno~” Leopold teased, snaking a hand under Yuno’s shirt to trail fingers up his back and then down his ribs with a skittering, rain-like motion that had the other boy squealing with giggles. “Like you said, it’s just us out here. No one to interrupt, right?”

It only took a little more tickling to convince him to relax and embrace their time alone, lost together in a silly corn maze.

[rosesradio]

I have not stopped thinking about your aphrodite camper hcs and I suddenly need like. so much of leo giving piper head now? also the while concept is brilliant and I need to see it in the lost hero with the valgrace tension too. I need a whole series of this

honestly same ?? liper is so underrated and liper smut is just 😵‍💫

this made me think of things in like a jasipereo direction, where (argo II, college aged seven quest) jason and piper are going out and…for the life of him, jason cannot give head. he tries his little best, but it takes him an awkwardly long time to find her clit and start the right rhythm of licking and sucking. maybe he even tries pushing his tongue into piper’s entrance? 🫣 it is not a good look for poor jason, and poor piper always has to finish off with a toy. she insists it’s okay, but jason still feels really bad.

so then leo gets wrapped up in the mix. how? there are several routes—drunk sleepover sex is always fun, “we’re on a quest and could die any day so fuck it”, genuine exploration and deep conversations. either way, leo ends up there, between piper’s thighs, rubbing the sensitive skin before kissing there. jason is watching, with Professor Leo fully intent to teach him how it’s done.

he sucks a hickey on her plump inner thigh and piper whimpers, tangling her fingers in leo’s hair. he’s rubbing her clit with two fingers all the while, fighting off a self-congratulatory smirk at how wet she was.

“i didn’t even think about leaving hickies there,” jason whispers, watching the scene with a dark, lustful fascination in his eyes.

leo cocks a brow, fixing piper with a concerned look. “you might wanna return this model, babydoll,” he says. “he’s beyond lost. is he even able to get it up?”

“shut—shut the fuck up,” piper snaps, though the words don’t have any real sting—especially when leo finally leans in and presses a teasing kiss to her clit.

“let me guess, you want me to put my pretty mouth to work, huh?” leo asks—though the question is rhetorical, as he soon starts a rhythm of licking and sucking on her clit. piper’s breath hitches, and she tangled her fingers into leo’s messy curls.

(now i’m of the belief that leo is a poor wet catboy loser who is far more desperate than he is experienced or skilled and would also be really bad at giving head. however, for the sake of the smut (and because this other route is perfectly valid), let’s explore an alternative)

leo is really good with machines—it’s all about finding what makes a thing tick, how this impacts that, etc. that must be part of how leo is able to pleasure piper so easily—it’s all about experimentation and listening in to the resulting sounds. in this case, piper’s soft moans and whimpers sound like heaven.

so, he finds his rhythm—slow and languid at first before carefully increasing the pressure. leo curses the hard-on he’s sporting in his boxers—it got in the way of his experimentation—and he half considered asking jason if he could at least handle a handjob. still, leo derived pleasure from this at least half as much as piper did. he moans, the vibrations spurring piper to whine, her soft thighs trembling against his shoulders.

she tries to close her legs on impulse, overwhelmed by the pleasure. if her pleas and moans of leo’s name were any indication, though, she didn’t want him to stop anytime soon. leo’s grip tightens on piper’s thighs, and, with a surprising amount of strength considering the source, leo pins her down by the hips, continuing his work as if determined not to be deterred.

“oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” piper chants, gripping leo’s hair in one hand as the other grips the sheets.

leo reluctantly pulls away, smiling sheepishly at jason. “didn’t expect to get her so close…shouldn’t be too hard to get her to the finish line, right? just follow my instructions…”

jason nods, his gaze startlingly blue as always, but also…darker and hungrier. after hesitating perhaps a second too long, jason pushes himself forward and captures leo’s lips in a kiss. it’s thankful and open, exploring with the shy curiosity of an animal coming out of hibernation.

“i can,” jason starts shakily, breath warm against leo’s lips as he pulls away. “i can taste her on your lips…”

“yeah?” leo asks—a challenge. “you really like playing cuck, don’t you?”

jason lets out a low, growling sound from his throat, one that makes leo’s cock twitch in his boxers. for a moment, he wanted jason to pin him down and fuck him while piper watched. that is, until the daughter of aphrodite cleared her throat impatiently.

“if you guys get it on and leave me with metaphorical blue balls…” piper seethed.

“okay, beauty queen,” leo rolled his eyes fondly. “go on, jace. if i can do it, anyone can.”

he pats jason on the back, a gesture that is surprisingly friendly and non-sexual given the circumstances. jason then shifts into leo’s place, rubbing piper’s thighs as he puts his own mouth to work.

he finds her clit well enough this time around, with leo murmuring guidance all the while. “there you go…now you’ve got it, good boy…” he runs his fingers through jason’s hair, causing him to let out a pleased hum, and piper moans in turn. “now up the pressure, and if you just move like…don’t look at me like that, jace, i know what your girlfriend likes…”

the best part of knowing his way around both machines and human anatomy was that leo could see the impact of his work. even if it was jason learning from him, leo still studies with a hungry gaze how piper looks when she’s close. how her breath hitches, gripping the sheets, her eyes squeezing shut. she gasps, moans, curses, and bucks her hips up against jason’s lips and tongue…

and then piper pulls leo close by his shirt, kissing him roughly as her high washes over her. she pants against leo’s lips, and for a moment, leo feels as if he had just finished inside her. gods, he would if he could.

jason pulls away, licking his lips as he fixes them both with a curious, hungry look. piper seems completely satisfied, though leo and jason remain hard from this lesson.

“thank you, leo,” jason says softly, leaning in to press hot, open-mouthed kisses down leo’s neck. “if you want, i could…show my thanks…? if you want to give me a few pointers in using my mouth in other ways, that is…”

leo doesn’t mean to swallow at that, though the flush of arousal is enough to distract from his embarrassment. he nods, fully ready to give another hands-on lesson.

[veryblushyswitch]

Mutant Mayhem ~ tickle headcanons 🐢❤️💙💜🧡

This movie was absolutely fantastic so of course I had to make my own tickle hcs for these four little dorks 💖 I fell in love with their personalities and cannot wait to watch it again and again!!

Leo 💙

*So insanely ticklish-

*Just look at him!!

*He gets ganged up on by his brothers a lot. And I mean- A LOT.

*They do it mostly to convince him to go see movies or stay out later when Leo wants to go back home after doing what they needed to do.

*They’ll also tickle him just cause he needs to loosen up sometimes.

*No matter how many times he gets tickled, whenever he’s asked if he’s ticklish he’ll deny it.

*Even while he’s being tickled to death he’ll deny it through his laughter. That is until his bothers all go for his worst spots at once.

*Oh and when April comes into the picture, you better believe they tease him even more about it.

*He thought he was flustered about tickling before?? Oh Leo honey-

*The thought of April finding out he’s ticklish and even better worse, taking advantage of that is a new feeling he’s never experienced before till that first meeting.

*He finds himself getting into lee moods, which are so confusing to him.

*Because before, he never really wanted to get tickled by his brothers. He didn’t hate it when they all goofed around, but actually wanting that type of affection from someone, let alone his crush, was something he had to get used to.

*And he never got used it to say the least.

*He’s such a ticklish little guy, and like I said earlier, gets flustered so easily.

*I’d say he’s most ticklish around his sides. Always jumps and yelps when he’s poked there and his brothers do it to him constantly.

*He’s also got a very ticklish shell.

*For some reason it makes sense to me.

*Like, running your fingers and nails along his shell will have him giggling his heart out.

*Is definitely the curl up into a ball kind of lee.

*I don’t know why but I feel like he’s so sensitive to light tickles just about everywhere. 💙💙💙

*His arms, hands, neck, plastron, everywhere.

*Leo needs tickle aftercare. So hugs and a compliment or two are a must.

*Mikey always gives him a hug, Raph will give him a noogie or a head ruffle, and Donnie is the one that gets the water and/or pats his back.

*I can’t lee Leo is so adorable 😭💙

*As a ler, he’s so playful. And can be pretty merciless when the others deserve it.

*Loves being able to have fun with his brothers when they’re not training.

*He and Mikey give the best aftercare according to all the brothers and April. Leo gives lots of compliments and reassurance.

*His favorite brother to tickle is Mikey. Something about tickling Mikey just always brings a smile to his face.

*His favorite person to be tickled by, however, has gotta be April. And my gosh he’s a flustered ler when it comes to her-

*Leo wasn’t the one to find out she’s ticklish though. It was probably Mikey or Donnie poking at her side. They seem like the little siblings to her older sister in my mind.

*Leo saw this and he went crazy- Her laugh was his favorite sound and her smile made his heart flutter. He couldn’t stop thinking about it.

*The first time he tickled her, he only tickled her for a few seconds because he got too flustered by how adorable she looked to keep going.

*April of course noticed this and tickled him till he told her why he was blushing so hard. Cue April blushing this time and tickling Leo yet again to hide her embarrassment.

*I love them so much guys they’re so cute- 💙

~

Donnie 💜

*Such a bratty lee in my mind.

*But that facade crumbles after a bit, and then he starts begging.

*He’ll be all talk and then someone will wiggle their fingers at him and he squeaks.

*His laugh is just full of shrieks and squeals.

*You also cannot convince me that his voice doesn’t crack while he’s getting tickled!

*His underarms and feet are killer tickle spots.

*He’s pretty sensitive everywhere, but those two spots have him absolutely cackling.

*Raph will tackle Donnie onto his stomach and pin his legs down so Mikey and Leo can tickle his feet.

*He goes ballistic, and it’s even worse since he can’t see them while he’s on his stomach.

*Leo will tickle Donnie on his plastron and ribs while trying to sing kpop songs Donnie has shown him.

*Donnie laughs even harder at how funny Leo sounds trying to sing in Korean.

*Leo will laugh along too saying, “Hey! Ahare you laughing at me?! I think I sound great!” Then continues to tickle Donnie.

*Leo’s reassurance aftercare makes Donnie melt and get all giggly. 💜

*He secretly reads kpop tickle fics on tumblr. ✨

*And he watches all of the tickle compilations.

*He thinks it’s super cute when he sees his idols do it in a video or in a fic.

*There’s times when he likes to daydream about being in BTS. Dancing, singing, and having tickle fights with the other members.

*April is like the older sister he never had, so of course he also gets tickled by her.

*Since he wears a lot of hoodies now, April will come up behind him to pull his hood over his eyes and with her other hand she’ll squeeze his knees while he can’t see.

*Even though he tends to get tickled quite a bit, he prefers to be the ler.

*He loves teasing and using anticipation while he’s tickling his brothers.

*My mind goes back to the part where he’s dangling the phone in front of Leo’s face while Raph and Mikey hold him back.

*That screams teases his brothers into oblivion to me. Especially towards Leo because how can he not tease Leo when it’s so easy to fluster him?

*Loooooves using anticipation tickles. They work especially well on Mikey and Leo.

*Donnie and Raph are the two tickle monsters of the family believe it or not.

*Raph is the one who pins down Mikey, Leo, or April and Donnie does the tickles and teases.

*Or they’ll let their victim squirm free while they both go after their worst spots.

*He loves having tickle fights with Mikey. Who doesn’t in his family of course, but him and Mikey are really close so he doesn’t mind at all when Mikey turns the tables.

*Donnie will pretty much always win though.

*Raph is a different story.

*I don’t think Donnie has ever successfully tickled Raph without help from his brothers.

*But when he does have help, Raph is in trouble.

*Donnie’s smug and teasy attitude comes out and he goes full ler mode.

*He’s more merciful with Leo and Mikey, but since he can’t get Raph on his own, he takes his time tickling him.

~

Mikey 🧡

*Gets tickled the most by everyone.

*How can you not tickle him??!!

*I love how the tmnt fandom in general agrees that all the Mikey’s have incredibly ticklish necks.

*His knees are also a really bad spot. Especially the backs of them.

*You better believe his brothers tickle him there all the time. From a random squeeze to get his attention to full on blowing raspberries on the backs of his knees.

*Poor Mikey 🧡

*I can also see him having a ticklish face. Like if you gently tickle around his cheeks and chin, he completely melts into a giggly puddle.

*Mikey got a lot of cheer up tickles before they were accepted by society and could go to school.

*Leo tickles him the most, like I said above. Leo will give Mikey random scribbles to his neck and Mikey crumbles.

*He genuinely loves being tickled 🧡

*Finds it fun and a great way to spend time with his brothers. Also just loves laughing and being able to let go of all his stress.

*Mikey’s favorite form of affection to give and receive are tickle hugs. He loves hugs in general, so adding tickles into the mix makes them ten times better.

*Hear me out- Mikey and Mondo have tickle fights!!

*Mondo and Mikey are both equally outspoken about how much they love tickles and just affection in general so of course they tickle each other.

*They’ll poke each other and squeeze each other’s sides till one gives up. Both giggling up a storm because they’re having so much fun.

*Mikey being on the improv team at school is so accurate and funny to me.

*I could see his brothers and April pretending like they’re going to tickle him because of a random scenario they improvised out of nowhere.

*And while Mikey is giggling out no’s, they go, “The first rule of improv is never say no, Mikey!”

*He is so incredibly air ticklish it’s insane.

*Raph, Mikey and Donnie will have him on the floor kicking his legs and they’re just hovering over him wiggling their fingers right above his tickle spots.

*Mikey can’t take anymore and finally yells, “Just tickle me already!”

*They all coo and can’t help but awe at the cuteness of their baby brother before tickling him to pieces.

*An absolute menace when he’s a ler.

*Starts with gentle tickles then gets harder as the tickles go on.

*Is also the master at sneaking up behind and tasing his siblings sides. Even gets April too.

*Mikey is the only ones who can tickle April and get away with it without her getting revenge.

*He’s so happy and giggly while tickling her that she can’t help but just hug him to death afterwards.

*Speaking of hugs, the man needs hugs after he’s tickled. It’s required. And vise versa.

*He always gives hugs and snuggles as aftercare.

*He’s just a snuggly little guy who deserves all the tickles and hugs in the world 😭🧡🧡🧡

~

Raph ❤️

*First of all, I just wanna say how much I love how affectionate he is with his brothers.

*Picking up Leo, wrapping his arm around Leo, shaking Leo’s shoulders when he agreed to the plan, letting Mikey jump on his back, etc.

*It’s so cute ❤️

*That being said, he’s obviously a big tickle monster to the rest of his siblings.

*Also can we talk about him saying “Cootchie! Cootchie! Cootchie!” when they met Genghis Frog!! Ler Raph is canon guys.

*Will take any and all opportunities to give a little poke or completely wreck his brothers.

*Him and Leo have tickle wars. Not fights- wars.

*Raph is almost always the victor, but Leo has gotten him a good few times.

*They’re a terrifying ler duo against Mikey and Donnie. They sometimes have competitions to see who can make Mikey and Donnie laugh the most. It’s all in good fun though and they never take it too far.

*He loves pinning his victims down. He’s a wrestler so he’s great at it too. Much to his brother’s dismay.

*Raph is this big stoic guy who acts all tough, but he’s just as ticklish as his brothers.

*His ribs and plastron are his worst spots. He kind of hates that they’re so accessible too.

*But he can’t lie that he doesn’t have fun getting tickled by his brothers.

*Like how Mikey would get cheer up tickles before they were accepted, Raph gets them after because of words said before they thought they were going to die.

*His brothers decided he needs more tickles and brother bonding time after that. ❤️

*It’s mostly them pinning him down and tickling him before they all get into a cuddle pile.

*He’s genuinely terrified at how good April is at tickling-

*He can’t seem to pin her down or get her laughing as much as she can make him laugh.

*She’s just really good at tickling his plastron, and having more than three fingers on each hand definitely helps.

*I can see him and his wrestling friends having sleepovers and wrestling all night which lead to tickle fights.

*They also get curious about his shell and the fact that he’s a talking turtle. So they end up “examining” him which was just them poking and prodding at his shell and stuff which really tickled.

*He gets them back though. He’s incredibly strong and has tons of experience with tickling.

*Raph doesn’t really blush when he’s flustered. He kind of gets all defensive and tries to turn away from whoever’s teasing him.

*If he’s pinned down, however, he’ll close his eyes and turn his head away. That is until he’s getting tickled and his eyes are now wide open trying hard to fight off his offender.

*Is a big kicker so whoever’s tickling him has to be careful. He’s accidentally hurt his brothers a few time because he flails so much.

*He doesn’t mean to, he’s just a squirmy dude.

*Is a raspberry menace and no one can convince me otherwise.

*He thinks they’re silly and the sounds that come out of his brothers mouths when he uses them are so hilarious.

*His brothers are terrified of them. They tickle like hell-

*Raph is the most susceptible to them though. 🙃

*He. Lose. His. Shit. 👏

*Mikey, Leo and Donnie can make him agree to anything if they all raspberry his platoon at once.

[raphmybeloved]

Mama

This is a little fic I made for @idiot-mushroom 's Teenage Turtle Ninja Mutants iteration. This is not canon to that iteration but I was just thinking a lot about shitty parents who suck at boundaries and the combination of oldest daughter syndrome and this was born.

TW there is no actual incest but Splinter makes an incredibly poor taste joke along those lines that's uncomfy to read

Raph doesn’t know when her brothers first start calling her mama. They mostly use it to tease her or complain that he’s a mother henning them. She thinks there may have been a time where it annoyed her but these days he likes it. 

As far as nicknames go it’s pretty solid and better than the normal dipshit and dickface that they tend to call each other. 

It doesn’t bother her. Until it does.

At first none of them put any thought into Leo entering the kitchen with a “hey mama what’s cooking?” It’s practically a guaranteed reaction from Leo when he sees Raph wearing an apron. It's normal.

They aren’t thinking about the fact that Splinter is in the room.

“Mama?” Splinters asks and Raph watches her siblings all freeze. This could go bad. Splinter's parenting is one of those things he’s sensitive about and there's always a chance he’ll have a reaction even to something as small as a nickname.

Splinter laughs and Raph knows it should be her cue to relax like her brothers are doing but she just can’t. She just has a feeling of dread that keeps her shoulders tense.

“Oh Mama, that is hilarious. Raphael is such a good mama after all. Always taking care of cooking and cleaning! It’s like he is my little wife ha!” 

Raph watches her brothers relieved awkward smiles transform into uncomfortable grimaces. He has no idea what his own face looks like or even how to fix it to an appropriate expression. Splinter seems to be immune to the clear discomfort that is drowning the rest of them as he continues laughing.

“Alright ‘mama’ I am going out,” Splinter says, patting Raph on the back before heading to the door. “Make sure to put the kids in bed.” 

The silence after he closes the door is suffocating until it isn’t. His brother’s are talking but Raph doesn’t really know what they are saying. Everything is a little too fuzzy to understand and it's hard for Raph to fully comprehend anything except this feeling of wrongness..

She feels weird. She feels gross. He can’t even quite pinpoint why but the feeling just consumes her. Eventually he must have shaken it off even if he can’t remember doing so because suddenly he’s in bed and everyones eaten and the lights are out.

She has no choice but to try to fall asleep and ignore the phantom feeling of bugs crawling all over her.

Like a lot of things they don’t talk about it. Her brother’s stop calling him mama as much and she tries to ignore the feeling of wanting to vomit whenever splinter says it.

She would have probably continued to never talk about it if it wasn’t for Casey Jones.

It's a fire escape night. A routine for just Raph and Casey to look out at the city, eat snacks, and shoot the shit. No siblings, no responsibilities, just a flimsy little platform that could give out any moment and two teens who don’t care. 

“So is something up?” Casey asks. The snack of the night is sunflower seeds and Casey seems determined to get as many shells into a flower pot on a balcony across the alley between apartment buildings and is mostly failing at his goal.

“What do ya mean?” Raph asks. She wishes she could join Casey in his quest but he eats her sunflower shells whole in a way that horrifies her friends and family and therefore has nothing to throw. Instead she picks at her nail beds.

“You’ve been weird, Mikey called you mama and you flinched. You’ve never done that before.” Casey says and not for the first time Raph is reminded that Casey is far more observant than he lets on.

“It’s nothin,” Raph mutters. 

“C’mon you know I don’t believe that.” Casey stops his sunflower seed mission and turns to look at her. There's something about the look Casey is giving him that Raph actually wants to tell him. 

“Splinter caught on to them calling me ‘mama’ and now he's started doing it,” Raph tries to keep her voice even as she stares out into the city but she can feel the bitterness sink in. “Pretty sure he can tell I don’t like it but he won’t stop.”

There's a moment of quiet before Casey lets out a hiss of air from his teeth.

“That sucks.” There's another moment before Casey lets out a small laugh.

“What’s so funny asshole?” Raph says glaring at the boy who is unfortunately her best friend

“Your dad is such an ass that he accidentally validated your gender. I mean obviously he’s being a dick but it’s just kind of funny that he is doing it in a way that uses feminine terms after trying to ignore your whole deal for so long.” Casey snorts, “What a fucking idiot.”

Raph looks at Casey. In a way he’s right. Splinter has brushed off any attempt Raph made to come out and now he’s using a feminine term. Sure it’s in a shitty way. At best it’s a crappy consolation prize and it doesn’t fix the weird gross feeling but-

Casey is trying. Raph shared an actual feeling and Casey isn’t mocking isn’t ignoring he’s trying to make her feel better. It’s.. nice. It helps Raph push away that gross feeling Splinter brings.

“Yeah,” she says. “What an idiot.” 

Things aren’t really better. Splinter is still an ass and Raph is still stuck in a situation where he just has to deal with it but when Casey smiles at him it's not hard to smile back.  

She at least has that.

[turtletimewriting]

Oh...

Everyone knows the��“Oh...” trope but there’s not nearly enough appreciation for the trope in the tickle community.

(btw this is all rottmnt fanfiction)

_._._

“Oh! Does that tickle?” Leo gasped genuinely. 

“Leeeeeeee!” Mikey drummed his feet on the table as he covered his bright red face. It was necessary. This was all totally necessary. He did take a really nasty hit in that fight and his shell having a chip was important to look at. 

But oh dear lord! Leo gently pressing his fingers across different areas of his shell, making sure that every tiny part of his entire carapace was okay, was actual torture. He truly didn’t know he was ticklish there! 

“Any pain here?” Leo continued like nothing was different. 

Meanwhile Mikey squawked “LEO! Eheheee.”

Leo looked at him all sympathetic but his eyes were gleaming with mischief, “Not much longer Mikester. Any pain? Any... sensitivity?”

The gentle pressure as he prodded along his back. Gentle pokes right at the very top of his shell. It was like someone was constantly hovering over a tickle spot. Mikey couldn’t control his giggling even if he tried. His cheeks aching from the smile. “Ehe heh eeeeh hehe heehee! Nah! All gohood!”

“So I’ll keep going?” Leo teased.

It was all necessary. It was important. “Keheep eheheh heh! Keep going.”

_._._

“Oh. Oh no! Wait! No! Don’t do this!” Raph squealed.

“Raphie! I’m trying to help!” Mikey giggled.

“I take it back! Raph don’t need help! I’m big! I can, uh, get out!” He cried out as if he wasn’t stuck in a sewer pipe with only his legs and head sticking out. Mikey being behind him. He was squirming around to try and find a good position to use his chains to pull him out. 

Including squirming a hand around his sides and belly. “Can you?” When did Mikey get so sassy.

The hand crawled around to grab his side again. He flinched harshly. “Don’t! Mikey! Please! Don’t!”

“Don’t what?” Came a giggly voice and, being the older brother, he was less familiar with the trap laid before him.

“Don’t tickle me!”

“Tickle you? Sounds like a great idea!” Mikey squeaked before squeezing his right side mercilessly.

“HAH! HAHAHAHAAA! MAHA MIKEY! HAHAHAAHAHA!”

_._._

“Oh! Don’t you dare!” Donnie violently grabbed Leo’s hand that was reaching and wiggling for his bare shell. 

“HAHAHAAHAAA! ALL’S FAHAIR IN WAR AAAAAAAH AHAHAAHAHA!” Leo screeched as Donnie continued drumming his fingers on his thighs. And truly it was all fair game considering Donnie latched on to his ultimate tickle spot immediately. 

“Oh yeah? You think this is a war and not an annihilation?” Donnie smirked.

But, for all his brains, Donnie could never predict him! Leo lurched up as if he was still drowning in his own laughter and sucked the deepest breath he could and leaned forward to blow a raspberry against his stomach.

“AAH! LEO!” Donnie fell away from where he was straddling him. Leo sprung up and dug his scratching tickling hands under his arms. “HAHAHAHAAHAHA!”

“Oh I dare Donald! I dared Donald!”

_._._

“Oh well. Guess I’ll just have to tickle it out of you.”

Raph scribbled his hand across Mikey’s foot, one big hand holding the whole of his calf while the other danced quickly over his foot. Mikey balked and desperately waved his foot but it was useless. His eyes bulged as he clamped down on his lip. 

“Mikey,” Raph said in his sickly sweet mother hen tone. “where did you place Raph’s JJ comic?”

Mikey had thought that Raph was just being his usual playful self when he offered to have him ride his shoulders. But now he was truly trapped. That one foot being tickled. Can’t lean away as he’ll fall.

“Mikeyyyyyy!” Raph’s fingers meant he could tickle away at his entire foot. “Tickle tickle tickle.”

Mikey kept his hands slapped over his mouth. 

Raph turned and saw Mikey’s art desk. He smirked widely as he pulled out one of his daintier paint brushes. “Mikeyyyyy? You gonna admit where you put it?”

The second the tiny little bristles brushed between his toes, Mikey lurched like he had been electrocuted. “AAAAAAAH WAIT! HAHAHAHAHAHAA!”

_._._

“Oh... I was just uh... wondering... uh not if you don’t wanna. I... Could we... could you do the shell thingy again?”

Leo looked clueless for just a second before he smirked. “You mean you’re monthly shell scrub?” 

Raph was blushing violently but his tail wagged happily, betraying his emotions. The shell scrub was something they all did to make sure they kept their shells shiny and clean. Raph and Donnie had to be more often since their species usually burrowed away or used the sand and stones in rivers to exfoliate. 

For Raph, it tickled. It tickled but like a relaxing tickle. One that would just about prick at him. He laid down and it was only a moment before Leo came back with his brush. 

The brush landed in the direct middle of his shell. Raph felt his face naturally curl into a smile but his shoulders loosened. He prepared himself to sit there and let the gentle smoothing tickles cheer him up and relax him unlike anything else. 

The laughter would never quite come but his chest would occasionally bounce with a suppressed giggle. The brush was moved in gentle circles as it danced between his spikes. He happily leaned into the movements. 

What he didn’t see was that Leo loved doing this too. Turning his stressed out big brother all tickle drunk. So he kept tickling and scrubbing away.

_._._

“OH PIZZA SUPREME STAHAHAHAHAAAP!”

“You were the one that challenged me to make the tickle belt from spongebob,” Donnie snarked without even looking up from his notes. This was an invention still in beta so he had to make notes. 

Leo slapped the floor as he again, pointlessly, tried to pull the belt away from where it was buzzing away at his helpless tummy. The vibrations translating through his plastron in the most teasing ticklish way. “AHAHAHA! AH! HAHA! DON!” “On a scale of one to ten-”

“NO! NO! NOHOHO! AHAHAHAAAA! NO SCALE! HAHAHAHA! AAAAH! NO DATA COLLECTIOOOOONNNNN AAAAAAAH HAHAHAHA!” 

“Oh your spiking laughter must be because of the adjusting speed. This is so you don’t get numb to the tickling. Data collection is necessary, however. On a scale of one to ten, how much does this tickle?”

Leo’s face blushed as bright as his face markings as his mind latched on to the question. It would tickle more if it was on his leg or something. Like if it was tied around his thigh? Then he would truly explode. 

And unfortunately, his tendency to ramble meant he accidentally said that out loud. To which Donnie finally turned towards him again.

_._._

“Oh I bet they have more fun tickling me than you!”

Leo looked at Mikey like he had grown a second head. “What?”

“You heard me!” Mikey leaned back confidently with his arms crossed. “The tickle monsters of the family definitely prefer tickling me. I’m just so much cuter when tickled.”

“What!” Leo exclaimed again. “Everyone knows that the face man of the group is always the cutest. No matter the situation.”

“Nuh uh! My laughter is so much cuter than your snorting!”

“Snorting!” Leo clutched his chest. “I don’t snort!”

“Then take my bet!” Mikey cheered.

And that was the context for how Mikey and Leo both charged into Raph and demanding to be tickled. The competition once again blinding them to what they were actually asking.

But Raph was definitely not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Before they could realise the danger they’ve put themselves in, he scooped them both up on his arms. Using a hand on each to tickle both of their sides.

Making them both burst into adorable bright baby brother laughter.

[bread-crow-khaos]

Raph’s Anger

I see people saying they don’t like 2012 Raph purely for his anger, and that he’s a bad brother because of it.

Raph appears as a person who is angry for no reason, and just overreacts to everything. In my opinion, raph is actually pretty decent at handling his anger compared to other iterations raph’s, (minus rise) he’s very sensitive, and by far the most emotional of his brothers. People ignore this side to him, and just see him as the angry one.

He (understandably) feels misunderstood because of this. Hes out of place, like he doesn’t belong with his brothers. Leo is the brave, fearless leader, Donnie is the smart one, he builds amazing things, Mikey is talented, and very empathetic, and Raph is angry. Thats it. He’s the angry one. “Raphael’s got the most attitude on the team”

His brothers also tend to ignore this, teasing him and ignoring his complaints about how “they just don’t get it”. Ignoring what he tries to say to them about his anger, and how he feels misunderstood only leads to more frustration on Raph’s behalf. They go so far as to call him a big baby, and tell him he’s just whining. It’s clear he’s trying his best to control it, but his brothers misunderstanding of his anger doesn’t help.

Raph tends to try to keep control over his anger, agian, its very obvious he tries to control it. He only ever really lashed out during the invasion, and was stopped by mikey.

Raph’s anger does not make him a bad brother

Raph’s anger doesn’t mean he doesn’t love or care about his brothers

He is almost always the most visibly distressed when his siblings get hurt/do something reckless that could get them hurt. When Leo was in a coma he rarely ever left his side. When Shredder threw Splinter down the sewers in the end of season two, Raph got so angry he attacked his brothers in a fit of blind rage.

Raph’s anger doesn’t stop him from being a loveable character, and it doesn’t stop him from caring about his brothers. He is more than his anger

[tastybluesprite]

Moments like these that mean a lot (Rottmnt fic)

This was such a cute idea lol. Had to write it immediately. It takes place in the future.

Warnings: Tickling so if that makes you uncomfortable feel free to keep scrolling!!!

Summery: Donnie finds that even adults could use tickles :)

Donnie was hard at work at his computer. There was a lot to do for a scientist in an apocalypse. Meanwhileb but, Leo and little Casey Jr decided to join him. They promised not to bother him though, so he was fine with the company so long as they followed through with that condition.

It wasn’t until, he heard Leo growl playfully, and then a burst of happy giggles from Casey. He looked around to see Leo digging into the little kids tummy.

He felt a slight jolt in his stomach but shook his head. ‘No Donatello’ he thought to himself, ‘you are a grown adult. Tickling is for children.’

However, Leo noticed the look on his face, and smirked, understanding his twin.

Leo knew Donnie would never outright say he wanted tickles if he was ever in a lee mood. Sometimes he wouldn’t even give a hint he wanted tickles at all. He would just suffer with the feelings in silent. Even more so now he would now they were much older. But Leo could tell. He could always tell.

“Hey Donton~ need something?” Well Leo wasn’t just gonna pass up the opportunity to mess with him.

Donnie blushed and turned back around to his work. “N-no I’m busy.” He managed through his embarrassment.

Leo then got up, giving Casey a break, and running to tackle Donnie out of his chair.

“Wha- AH!” Donnie yelped as he landed on the floor. Leo had straddled him, and forced his arms above his head. Just for fun, he began wiggling his fingers playfully at his twin.

Donnie squirmed and tried to pull his arms out of Leos grip, as well as trying to get out from under his brothers weight.

“L-Leo! What are you doing!!” Donnie yelled with annoyance in his voice.

“You need this Donton.” Leo said, shaking his head in mock sternness. With that he began skittering his fingers against Donnie’s sides.

“L-Lehehehohoho!!!”

“What? You wanted this didn’t you?” Leo teased, now moving towards his plastron.

Three year old Casey came over and began poking at one of his exposed armpits.

Donnie squealed and began trying harder to pull at Leo’s grip.

“Wow you found his spot Case, good job!” Leo laughed as he patted the little boys head in praise and joined in by digging his fingers into his other armpit.

Donnie was a complete mess of cackles and wheezes. His he kicked out at his legs and Leo recognized it as happy stims.

Even though every part of Donnie’s nervous system screamed for his attackers to stop, he loved the exhilarating feeling that was going through his mind and body.

“Having fun Donnie?” Leo grinned.

“NAHAHAHA SHUHUHUT UHUHUP!!!”

Leo gasped playfully. “Don’t talk like that around sensitive ears!!!” He said, referring to Casey Jr. “You’re lucky I can’t get to your soft shell!!”

Leo saw that Donnie was reaching his limit when his twin faded into silent hysterical laughter. He let go of his brothers arms and held on to Casey’s hands to tell him to stop. He then got off him.

Donnie took a bit to finally catch his breath. “You ok Don?” Leo asked with a smirk.

Donnie huffed out excess giggles. “Ihim fihine…”

Leo knew Donnie would never admit it, especially behind his stoic and more serious exterior, but it was moments like these that Donnie loved and enjoyed deeply. And Leo knew just how much it meant to him.

[rui-drawsbox]

Ehe, my shower was quick and so was my brain, episode three is about to hit your inbox at max speed.

Also I might take a crack at drawing weapons for the knights if I finish my history essay tomorrow, so we’ll see lmao.

After last time, Arashi is about to have so much fun, and so is Shu :):):):)

So we start with Tsukasa actually

its him in class and we hear his internal monologue

He’s questioning what the hell he saw and trying to figure out what class that girl he saw transform is in (he’s walking around during this cuz it’s lunch time at this point and like the scenery would be nicer for animation if he was walking lmao + nicer if my dumbass wants to draw him)

he actually does find Arashi + the besties (no Izumi tho) but he’s too shy to approach them so he just watches them

hes mostly focusing on listening in and looking at that makeup brush that he saw turn into a sword

then he feels a hand on his shoulder

he turns to look behind him and, “Sena?”

izumi is kind of pissed lmao, cuz he found someone spying on his friends 🥰🥰 aww ge cares about them

anyways Tsukasa tries to explain himself but Izumi doesn’t want to hear it and try’s to drag him away, until Leo spots him.

“SENA!!!” At this point Leo is bolting toward him to drag him over to lunch 🥰🥰🥰🏳️‍🌈 love wins: Izumi joins them for lunch + Tsukasa now

These mfers tease Izumi about making a new friend and he’s like “no this is just some weird kid that I found watching you guys”

Ritsu makes a joke about Tsukasa watching them cuz he has a crush on one of them, Tsukasa denies cuz, I mean it’s Tsukasa. The bullying continues <<33

Lunch ends like normal, school goes on

the next day is much of the same

Arashi invites Mika to lunch, he hesitates and then declines

Arashi catches on to his hesitation but decides to change the subject cuz she can tell that it might be a bit of a sensitive topic for him and she doesn’t want to press

she changes the topic to Mika’s friends, and in a panic without anyone else to mention he says “Shu Itsuki”

We then cut to Leo’s class for a bit.

Shu asks to borrow Izumi’s glass pen for a moment so he can write something down, Izumi gets furious and almost punches the guy

then we cut back to Mika and Arashi.

Arashi is like “really??? That guy??? Oh my god you could do so much better” but she doesn’t say this out loud she just thinks it <<33

she only knows him from Izumi’s complaints <<33

Mika can kind of tell that she doesn’t like Shu and immediately starts verbally defending him like a Reddit user defending his favorite anime woman.

Arashi is like “chill for a moment please, I just don’t know him that well, I’m sure he’s a wonderful person once you get to know him :)” (Lmao 💀 with my plans for this outline ma’am you’ll know him a bit too well by the end of this)

Mika is like “yeah <<33” before realizing he’s supposed to be keeping his distance from Shu at school and immediately going onto the “well I don’t know him that well either, he’s just in the craft club with me, he’s just really nice sometimes”

Arashi drops the convo there and decides to show Mika some pictures of the cat

Mika likes cats so she invites him on a friendly study date at her house so he can see the kitty and they can do homework together

Mika, after a bit of hesitation, and also thinking about the pros and cons of listening to Shu vs playing with a kitty, decides that Shu won’t be too mad if he goes to play with the kitty. Also he reasons that Shu would want him to blend in well and get good grades so a study date with a cute girl who he happens to be friendly with can’t hurt.

anyways when they do get back to the house the study date is going well expect for the fact that the cat doesn’t like Mika very much, in fact his hands are scratched to hell and back.

Arashi helps him bandage them up but as they’re doing that they hear a loud bang from outside the bathroom

Arashi has the makeup brush in her pocket so she’s ready to transform if it’s another one of the dolls

she tells Mika to stay in the bathroom and to lock the door if he hears screaming, Mika is like “???😰😰😰☹️😨???” About this

arashi gets back to her room to find it being rummaged through by a bunch of little porcelain dolls. Like the creepy Victorian kind.

all of them turn in sync when she opens the door and after a second they lunge at her to grab the makeup brush.

Arashi transforms and yells for Mika to lock the door.

She fights off the horde of dolls, detransforms and then rushes back to the bathroom to check on Mika

He’s fine btw, just worried about Arashi

she tells him that everything’s fine and it was just the neighbors dog that got in again so she had to escort the dog out cuz the dog isn’t friendly to people other than the dogs own family and her family

Arashi asks if Mika wants her to walk him home, Mika declines and thanks her for the offer before leaving

Arashi texts her friends about what just happened

anyways we cut to a dimly lit mansion, it’s quiet and the only sound is the sound of a sewing machine and the frustrated sighs of the man using it.

The man methodically weaves golden thread into wine red fabric, his work is as delicate as it is precise, practically perfect to the untrained eye, and impressive to one who knows what to look for.

The dolls around him move about his work shop, carrying supplies, organizing shelves, dancing at his whims with the simple flick of the golden strings tied to his finger tips.

the air in the room changes and life sized doll clad in wine red with a frilly veil obscuring his face materializes across the room from his master.

he reports the intel he has found, and the man stirs from his work at the news.

“Another magical knight? And you’re sure the cat was with her?” The man allows his strings to flow freely toward the doll, enveloping his frame in a warm golden glow. “Well, there’s no need for you to bring the cat anymore, if she can transform already then there’s no point. That cat is useless to us now. We need that makeup brush. Make sure your dolls get it next time.”

the doll nods and waits for further instruction.

when he is given none, and is dismissed he stops kneeling and leaves the room.

the man who is sewing (the audience can’t see his face btw) sits back down at his machine and grumbles about there now being two headaches to deal with.

I’m having too much fun with this ✨✨✨

Imma try and draw the weapons tomorrow if I have time, if not, I’m off from school on Monday so I’ll just have my history course work which means I’ll have time <<33

Hello there! Everyone's ready for their weekly Magical Knights AU?! No?! I dont care let's gO

ok tbh the whole sequence has been in my head non stop so i had to animate it, and this time i made a storyboard! who knew that actually planning things beforehand made it easier!

i swear in krita it looked better

i know its in 144p i cant do anything about it sobs

now Mika defending Shu's image like his fav waifu is so canon to me. Is like IzumiP's trying to clean his image in any hate post about him adfkash

Shu VS Izumi who has the worst image 100% real no fake (goes wrong)

and im so jealous of mika for going to a study date w arashi fr i want to live that dream sobs

Also Arashi's cat just knowing that Mika's is not to be trusted is so good, like lil kitty knows things. Poor Mika's hands tho

fake screencap! i took the bathroom from a 3d printer site, hope that's not illegal akjdfsa

anyways Mika would be hearing how some loUD crashes and tumps and shi and then when he goes out there's nothing broken (by miracle), not suspicious at all nono

and Arashi offering to walk him home, what a gentlewoman 🥰🥰

also Shu and Mika living in a mansion?? so true?? Shu robbed a bank before the main story?? definitely. still it would be so funny if it's just a medium apartament and is just very well decorated--

take this as a promo poster btw i just like the compo a lot--

nOW i have this idea of the little dolls walking all over the house but not in the floor cuz that would be annoying when Shu/Mika walk, so they have these wood planks in the walls like the ones for cats!

that's all for today! seeya in huh,, dunno! ill see if i procrastinate less!!! :))

[fbfh]

light up the dark [VIII] - Leo Valdez x reader

wc: 4.9k

genre: smut, slice of life, a little action

pairing: Leo Valdez x goth gf!child of eros!reader

warnings: grinding, oral (reader recieving), denial is not just a river in egypt, fingering, penetrative sex, pressing on stomach (we really need a word for that), Leo is a chronic overthinker, reader gets cut up by wind in a dream, soft Leo, morning after makeouts, getting caught, the gang's all here/demisquad interactions, Jason is stressing, cozy found family morning, monster attack, protective Leo, hiding from monsters, reader dissociates a little bc it's sudden

summary: Leo makes good on his promise to tire you out, really help you sleep good that night. You're going to need all the rest you can get, because the rest of his friends show up the next morning, and drama and trouble follow as they always do.

song rec: we are broken - paramore, warmth of you - planning for burial, the warmth - fat night, the sound of going round in circles - amelie london cast, warmth - bastille

a/n: WE'RE MOTHERFUCKING BACK BABY!!!!! GOTH GF LIVES!!!!!!!!!!! I MISSED THIS I MISS YALL THERE'S SO MUCH GOOD SHIT TO COME!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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“You know, it seems like you can’t sleep a lot,” Leo says, breath fanning warm over your face as his hands slip under your top. There’s a hint of a smirk present as he speaks. Before you can let out some sarcastic remark in response, he grinds his hard cock against you just right, and the only thing you can let out is a sigh. He chuckles lightly, moving in to kiss you again, and murmuring against your lips in a low voice. 

“I guess I’ll just have to tire you out.” 

He pulls off your shirt, rocking his hips against yours rhythmically. The hardening bulge in his sweatpants nudges against your clit just right, and it sends a shiver through you. He squeezes your waist, running his hands over your chest. His hands are warm as they squeeze your tits, playing with your hardened nipples. His hands are warm, his lips are warm, everything about him is so warm, and exactly what you need. ‘Warmth.’ you emphasize mentally. Even his bed is warm - warmer than yours at least. 

You push your tongue into his mouth, already craving more of him. God, he tastes really good. You find yourself enjoying his mouth against yours much more than you expected to. You just need to fuck him a few more times, you reason, get it out of your system. Once the thrill wears off, you’ll be totally over him and back to normal. As you’re thinking this, he lets out a quiet moan into your mouth, and you feel your cunt grow hotter as you gush arousal into your black panties. He presses kisses down your neck as your hands tangle in his hair. It’s really soft. You don’t know how you didn’t notice how soft it is before now. 

His hair slips out of your hand as he moves down, pressing kisses down your stomach, which erupts into butterflies. He takes his time, worshiping your body, really using the opportunity to tease you, get you all warmed up for him. He squeezes your thighs, opening them up a little more for him so he can press a kiss against your burning mound. Your stomach flips at the sensation. It’s not the first time someone’s gone down on you, so you don’t know why you’re reacting so much to him, why you’re so sensitive to his every touch. It’s like all your nerves are electric. It’s just unexpected, you justify. You didn’t think he had any desire to go down on you, but he sure seems to want to now. 

He pushes his tongue against you, nudging your folds apart slightly through the thin fabric. His fingers grip your hips and thighs, squeezing them and moving up and down idly. He continues making out with your cunt over your panties that are dripping with an enticing mixture of your arousal and his spit. He doesn’t know how much of that wetness is from you and how much is from him, but he doesn’t care. He finds himself drooling into you, against your twitching clit and soft pudgy cunt as he pushes your panties deeper into your folds with his tongue, desperate to taste you, as you find your legs already starting to shake. 

You're already close, a few more licks and sucks, a few more kisses… you don't know the last time someone got you to cum so fast that it's embarrassing, but you're not actually that embarrassed. Maybe it's just Leo’s whole energy, the way he can make anyone feel this comfortable around him. Maybe it’s his sweet smile that sends warmth through you whenever you see it. The same smile that’s now smirking against your folds as you finally climax, panting and humping his face as your hips spasm uncontrollably. He looks happy, but not satisfied. 

He finally tugs off your panties, and you open up your legs for him to climb on top of you and push himself inside. Instead, he trails his fingers through your puffy folds. He traces around your drooling, fluttering hole, and latches his lips back onto your clit, this time with nothing between you. It almost feels more intense than your previous orgasm, and you let out a panting, shuddering moan. 

“Oh my god…” you choke out, feeling him lick your raw bundle of nerves. He revels in the feeling of you twitching against his tongue. As he finally, finally pushes his fingers inside you, you’re so desperate, so ready for him that you practically suck them inside. He smirks again, letting out a soft, breathy chuckle against your clit that has you gripping the sheets. You let out a sharp gasp at the feeling, which only serves to make him smirk harder. He begins to curl his fingers against your gummy walls, touching you in all the right places to make your head spin. 

A strange sort of vulnerability starts to come over you. You want him to keep touching you, want him to make you cum like that again, want him to tell you how good you’re doing. You want him… you want him… Your heart starts pounding as you lose your train of thought, not sure how to end the sentence. He chuckles lightly, loving how responsive you are to him and his touch. 

“Yeah?” he murmurs against your cunt while his fingers speed up and focus on one spot, eliciting a beautiful moan from you. “You like that?” 

Yes. 

The realization of how much you really do like it, how much you like… you can feel yourself starting to fold, to melt under his touch, and it’s startling. It’s an unfamiliar feeling and makes you nervous, so you do what you always do. You let out a breathy laugh and look down at him with the bedroom eyes that rival any other. 

“Are you gonna fuck me, or what?” you ask, cranking up the seductive tone to your voice. He looks up at you while your heart pounds, and you give him a playful, challenging look. He lets out another breathy laugh, then finally climbs on top of you. He grabs the back of your thighs and pulls you down so you’re face to face with him, and wraps your legs around his waist. His face is so close to yours and for one still, perfect moment, you can feel his warm breath fanning over your face as your hearts beat in perfect time with each other. 

“...Okay.” he murmurs, closing the gap between you. He pushes his tongue into your mouth, and you taste yourself on his lips. You fumble for his nightstand, pulling a condom out of thin air. You open it up, and reach down to slide it on him, pumping his cock a few times. It feels so good in your hand, pulsing under your touch with every jerk and squeeze, and you can’t wait to have it inside you again. He shudders and moans into your mouth when you trace your finger over the tip. You like that, getting a reaction out of him. He bites your lip playfully in response, a warning to play fair. 

He reaches down, taking hold of his cock and lining it up with your entrance. He starts to push in slowly, easing his way in, when you pull him closer with your legs. He can feel you sucking him in deeper and deeper, hungry for him, and takes that as his cue to bottom out. When he does, when he’s nestled all the way inside you, nudging up against your cervix, you feel that deep satisfaction seep through you, all the way into your bones. It starts to fill up that hollow part of your chest with warmth as he ruts into you, deep and fulfilling. The head of his cock kisses your cervix with every thrust, and even you can’t deny it’s a strangely intimate feeling. 

His face is close to yours, you can feel it from how warm his pants are as he settles into a rhythm. Your hands are on his shoulders, and you throw your head back at the feeling you’ve been craving. One of his hands moves to the back of your neck, guiding you to look at him. As your eyes lock on his, pretty and dark, with full eyelashes and a playful, sincere edge to them, you realize how hypnotic they are to look at. No words are exchanged, but there’s a silent understanding shared, a sort of closeness you’ve never known before that makes everything feel so much more intense. His hand makes your neck feel tingly and electric, and you suddenly wonder what it would feel like if he wrapped his pretty fingers around your throat. You clench even tighter around him at the thought, and he rests his forehead against yours, breathless at the sensation. 

“F-fuck,” he chokes out, looking at you through half lidded eyes. You consider asking him for a moment, but before you can, his other hand comes down to press on your stomach. The added intensity brings you even closer, and it only takes a few more thrusts, a few more rubs against that spot inside you and nudges against your cervix before you’re clenching around him like a vice, moaning like a whore, shaking as you cum harder than you have in a long time. The way you squeeze his cock has him not far behind. 

His thrusts become sloppy as he pumps into you, grinding against your overstimulated pussy. He pants harder, planting messy kisses below your ear, and you can hear every delicious sound he makes as he finally empties his load inside you. You can feel the condom balloon up, feel his cum squishing around his cock as you throb around him. He presses lazy kisses and nips to your neck and ear as you both come down from this high. He doesn’t want to pull out, not when you’re so warm and inviting, not when you love having him inside you as much as he loves being inside you. 

When he reluctantly does, he leaves for a minute before coming back to get the both of you cleaned up. In those brief minutes when you’re lying there, you wish he hadn’t left. What’s even stranger is you can still feel a little bit of that residual warmth you always feel around him. It’s not like things have been in the past, where you feel cold and back to normal as soon as it’s over. Something’s different with Leo, something is lingering. You’re not sure what it is or why it’s only happening now with him, but you keep finding yourself wanting more of it. 

Once you’ve both gotten cleaned up, before you can leave and slink back off to your room, you feel Leo’s strong arms wrap around you. 

“Not so fast,” he chuckles as he pulls you close to his chest. You let out a dramatic sigh like your heart’s not racing at his touch. You try to make it seem like you’re staying reluctantly, even insisting this to yourself, but you find yourself melting into his touch, accepting your place in his arms a little faster each time. 

“You did so good…” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to your hairline. He peppers more kisses across your face until you smile. You tuck your face into his chest, and he thinks you look so sweet when you get all shy like this. You could suck his soul out through his dick without batting an eyelash but a little kiss on the tip of your nose is what makes you flustered. He smiles fondly at you, loving to see this softer, more vulnerable side of you. He rubs your back and traces little shapes and patterns into your skin. His touch is so relaxing that you find yourself dozing off in minutes. His bed is so soft. It feels broken in, lived in, and you wish you never had to leave. You don’t stand a chance of sneaking away, because this time, you’re the one that falls asleep first. He’s so warm and he smells so good, his touch is so soothing that you’re out like a light before you know it. 

Leo can’t sleep after all that. His mind won’t be quiet. He tries to, counting ceiling tiles and mentally going over how to build his favorite projects while he’s tangled up next to you. He tries to focus on your soft little puffs of breath against his skin, and starts thinking about how shy and vulnerable you get with him. It’s obvious, he thinks, how much you like him. The veil you’re putting up is so thin that you both have to know what’s really going on. He’s not going to call you out on it, not until you’re ready, but he knows the time when you’ll finally cave, finally admit everything you’ve been denying is getting closer. He realizes there will be a time when you can be together without playing so many games, you’ll just be able to be with each other. 

It’s really cute, too, the way you obviously like him a lot even if you pretend you don’t. He likes that you keep coming back to him, and he likes that you stand your ground, especially when it comes to him, like you did in the kitchen. His thoughts take a sharp turn over to Calypso - more specifically, that he hasn’t thought of her since he went into the kitchen yesterday. A few weeks ago a fight like that would have wrecked him, but he’s spent all night thinking about you. It’s the fastest he’s bounced back from something like that with her, and he’s not nearly as upset as he would be any other time. He would analyze this further, but he’s dozing off before he can. 

In your dream, you’re in a snowy landscape. It’s a blinding, dismal white in every direction, with sharp winds that chill you to the bone. They slice through your clothes into your skin, leaving huge gashes in your flesh. Something’s glowing underneath your skin, coming from inside your bones. Instead of bleeding, the gashes in your skin fill up with ice, cold and sharp. Even though you’re alone, you feel a large hand touch your back, right between your shoulder blades. When it pulls away, it leaves behind a painful itchy burn. You feel bones grinding against each other, and something sharp starts to poke out as whatever’s there struggles against your skin to get out. The wind starts to slice against you, this time making two even, vertical gashes on your back, one just inside each shoulder blade.  

You wake up suddenly, cozy and warm and cuddled into Leo’s chest, just like you’d gone to sleep. It’s quiet. Peaceful. You don’t move, trying to ground yourself after that dream that you’re already trying to forget. The pain in your back slowly begins to subside as you take in your surroundings. The first thing you notice is how warm you are, bundled under Leo’s soft duvet, with his face inches from yours. He looks cute when he’s asleep, and you bite back a smile. Birds chirp outside his window, sunlight streaming into the room. Everything is quiet. There’s no danger, nothing’s wrong, you remind yourself. It was just a dream. 

Your eyes land on the clock on his bedside table next. It’s still pretty early and you’re sure everyone’s probably sleeping in, but you don’t want to cut anything too close. You manage to slip out of his grasp, and as your feet hit the floor, you realize even his floorboards aren’t as cold as yours. You start to pull your clothes on, tugging on your pajama pants, then clipping the back of your bralette shut. Your back is turned, so you don’t notice him waking up in spite of how quiet you’re being. He watches you silently for a minute, still blissed out from last night, from the way you touched him and let him touch you. 

“Going so soon?” 

You turn around at the sound of his voice, rough with sleep, and bite back a smile. You hold up your top. 

“I have to,” you reply coolly, “the last thing we need is people getting suspicious.” 

Your usage of the word we doesn't go unnoticed by him, and he props himself up to look at you better. 

"Co-conspiring," he starts with another one of those playful little smirks that makes your knees weak, "my favorite kind of foreplay."

You walk closer to him without realizing it, standing just close enough for him to pull you in for another lingering kiss. With his hand on your chin, he guides your lips to his. You both know it's not enough, one kiss never is, and soon he's pushing his tongue past your lips. It's so hard to fight the temptation of your desires, resist the urge to throw yourself in his arms and fall right back into bed with him. The way he’s kissing you, you know he feels the same. Everything about him is pulling you in, every kiss and touch says c'mon, we have time for one more round. Don't you want me to do that thing you like? Don’t you want me to touch you again? You giggle against his lips as he keeps pulling you back for kiss after kiss, making your attempts at getting dressed futile. His hands are all over you, slipping under your pajama pants to squeeze your ass. You tangle your hands in his hair, so close to folding. You’re so lost in each other’s touch the rest of the world seems to fall away. 

“Hey Leo, Percy said- OH HORSEFEATHERS!”

You pull away to see Hazel standing in the doorway, one hand now covering her eyes. Oh fuck, you think, and one look at Leo tells you he’s thinking the same thing. 

“Hazel,” Leo starts carefully.

“Whatever you think happened-” You start, your words overlapping with his. 

“We didn’t do anything, okay?”

“I was just on my way out.” You say, gesturing towards the doorway she’s still standing in. She sputters some more, cheeks flushed with embarrassment at the scandalous scene she walked in on. Leo nods towards the door, and when you slip past her, she can’t meet your eye. As you skitter back to your room, you hear him talking to her through the ajar door. 

“...Really like her.” Hazel says something you can’t make out and Leo continues. “We’re going to tell the others, just not yet. Please, Hazel, can you just keep this between us for a little while?”

Your cheeks flush at his words. He likes you. He really likes you. You shove the thought away, finally sobering up from his intoxicating touch. Instead, you pinch the bridge of your nose, wallowing in disbelief that this is actually happening. You continue spiraling, wondering what the hell is going to come of this as you freshen up and get dressed. Normally you’d get some coffee or something first, but going downstairs and facing all Leo’s friends whose names you barely remember sounds like more of a hell than whatever caffeine withdrawals you’re going through right now. All you want right now is to avoid this whole situation as much as possible. And, if you’re being honest, some coffee. 

When you finally do steel your nerves and go downstairs, you’re met with way more people than you expected. Three or so more new people seemed to appear overnight, but before you can panic, Leo catches your eye and ushers you into the kitchen with everyone else. He introduces you to the new new people - Percy, Annabeth, and Will, and you pray you’ll be able to remember their names as he recounts little stories of their camp shenanigans. You greet them with a curt smile, then walk past them to finally make some coffee. You leave towards the pantry to get sugar, and hear Leo talking to his friends. 

“She’s a little… shy.” He says. 

“Prickly.” Jason finishes at the same time, drawing a chuckle from someone. 

Leo tells you about everyone while you make your coffee, explaining all the stories of how they met and the most iconic stuff they did before he came to camp, and some highlights they’ve all pulled off since then. In the middle of his second to last story, the door opens and a big burly dark haired guy walks in. Everyone greets him (apparently his name is Frank), and Leo has that smile on his face that means he’s holding back some joke or clever quip, and you wonder in the back of your mind what it is. 

Frank hugs Hazel right off the bat, a big tight lingering bear hug, before he lets go to greet everyone else properly. He glances over at Hazel a few more times, and when there’s a lull, he leans closer to her. 

“You okay?” he asks softly. You don’t quite hear her response, something about talking after breakfast, but it sends knots to your stomach. You can’t blame her, this is a sucky thing to keep a secret, especially with how upset she seems. On the other hand, you’re sure being introduced to Leo’s friends as the scary girl he’s sucking and fucking every ten minutes isn’t going to make  a good first impression. And with Calypso here too, you’re sure it would be nothing less than explosive. What you really need is a solution. 

As you sit down and sip your coffee while everyone around you makes and starts to eat their breakfast, passing out cokes and soda, you try to figure out what the hell you’re going to do. The conversation lulls a little, and it’s quiet for a few moments. 

“Wow, it is a beautiful morning!” Jason says suddenly, a forced chipperness to his voice, “Who wants toast? I’m making toast!” 

You look over at him, about to ask if he hit his head, but Piper jumps in with a chipper - albeit, less manic - tone that mirrors his. 

“Yeah, toast sounds great!” she nods, looking around and sending looks to her friends, “Right guys?”

A few people agree, and the chatter picks back up a little. Jason looks relieved. He told Piper about everything long before she got here, so she knows how worried he is about everyone getting along. There was so much awkwardness on the Argo II at first, and they worked so hard to overcome it and really bond as a group. The last thing he wants is for there to be more awkwardness that results in everyone back at ground zero. He knows there has to be an easier way to get you acclimated to being around them, and Piper promised she’d help mitigate any tension as much as she could, make sure everyone gets along. 

Piper stares at you for a second, something you’re used to because of your style. Her gaze flicks over to Leo for a second, and a look of realization flashes through her eyes, bringing an almost imperceptible smile to her face. It’s gone as soon as it appears, and you think you must have imagined it. Your train of thought is quickly pulled back to Hazel, who’s biting her nails instead of drinking her tea. She’s a ticking time bomb, one look shared between you and Leo confirms you’re both well aware of this. Piper disguises another smile by sipping her monster. 

As people continue to make breakfast and conversation, chatting while they eat, some of the uncomfortable energy fades away, instead replaced by the hectic cacophony of ten or so people all getting various breakfast foods ready. You expect to hate it, but as every minute passes, you realize you don’t. It’s actually kind of nice, almost comforting in a strange way. There’s a cozy, kinetic energy you’re more fond of than you expected to be. You start to settle in, chuckling at Leo’s jokes and watching Percy and Jason roast each other while you drink your coffee. There’s a little part in the back of your mind that thinks you could get used to this. You’ve been alone for long enough, you can tolerate other people for a little while, at least. 

Right as that feeling starts to sink in, something cold grips you, sending a sickening chill down your spine. Your stomach sinks, smile dropping as your head turns, looking for the source of… whatever it is. You look around the room, then back at the window. You seem to be the only one to notice that the curtains are moving in the wind somehow, even though the window is closed. You immediately look over to Leo, locking eyes as he starts to notice something feels weird too. The temperature drops a few degrees, and a hush falls over the room as everyone else realizes that something is wrong. There’s a rattling noise from the front door and Percy’s brow furrows. 

Before he can say anything, the windows explode, glass shards flying everywhere, as two storm spirits burst in, dragging a cold snowy breeze with them. Everyone launches into action - everyone except Leo. He looks over at you, realizing in a split second that you have zero battle experience, you don’t even have a weapon. But he can summon fire like it’s nothing. He grabs you, ushering you quickly out of the room and away from the fight, a blur of bronze and gold, bodies flying across the room and storm spirits howling. He drags you into the laundry room down the hall, slamming the door shut. You watch him closely as he walks over to the sink, cupping some water in his hands and spilling it on the floor in front of the door.

He moves you in the space between the dryer and the wall, crouching in front of you as you sink to the floor. He pulls you close to him with one arm, watching the water on the floor closely as you tuck your head into the crook of his neck. You try futilely to control your breathing as the fight rages on down the hall. You’re not really processing what’s happening, he doesn’t expect you to until this is over. He keeps close watch of that water he splashed on the floor. If it starts to freeze over, he’ll know they’re close and can flame broil those bastards until they’re puddles too. There’s a loud crash, and you let out a noise. He covers your mouth with his hand, shushing you gently. He rubs his free hand over your arm, and you find the gesture comforting as he holds you tight in his arms. 

You wait with baited breath until it gets quiet. You look at him, more than ready to leave your hiding spot, but he shakes his head no. Not yet. You trust him, waiting a few more minutes until footsteps approach. Dread pools in your stomach at the sound, and your mind races, imagining the worst. Your terror is short lived as Percy opens the door, roughed up with a cut on his cheek. He nods at Leo, indicating that it’s safe.

“We got ‘em.” He states, and in your hazy stupor following Leo into the living room where the others wait, you notice that Percy has a really strong New York accent. A fresh wave of fear overtakes you for a moment as you look around, making sure everyone’s okay. There only seem to be minor injuries, some cuts and scrapes and bruises, most of which Will is patching up, and you feel yourself coming down from that huge spike of shock and terror. Jason sits in the middle of the couch, iris messaging Chiron. Leo still has his hand on your back, and he pokes his head around the corner, looking through the open doors toward the kitchen. He tries not to slip completely into engineering brain and focus entirely on the broken windows and busted tables, specifically on how he’s going to fix them. Before he does, he manages to snap his attention back to the conversation his friends are having with Chiron. 

“I might have an idea of where this is headed.” Chiron says, “For now I urge you to stay together and stay safe. Make sure you’re all bonding as friends, and as a team, in case of any more unforeseen attacks.” 

“I can cast a protection spell on the house,” Hazel says, thinking about some of the spells she’s been learning recently, “it would make it almost impossible for anyone to get in.” 

Chiron nods.

“I think that would be wise.” He looks around at them, determined to help them figure out what’s going on. “Alright, I’ll be back the moment I have more information for you, children.” 

Everyone says loud goodbyes, and the image vanishes. It’s quiet again as everyone processes all the events of this morning. You breathe steadily, mentally running over the sequence of events, trying to make sense of it. It’s a comfortable silence, and you know everyone else is doing the same thing. Jason stands up suddenly, clapping his hands loudly. 

“Alright!” He says, looking around at his friends, “Who wants to play some Monopoly?” 

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The Good, The Bad and The Ugly

The Good

-he absolutely ADORES you! Would give ANYTHING for you!

-He loves to give you gifts, as well! Anything he could think of, it’s there. Mention you want that pretty necklace? At your door. You wanted a small bracelet? Done and done. Baked goods? His specialty.

-He’ll absolutely PAMPER you with everything he has! Love, affection, words of affirmation, gifts, quality time and much more!

-Mikey is ALWAYS down for cuddles. But if you don’t want too, he’ll respect your personal space and try to love you from afar.

-expect texts every morning and night, just so you don’t forget how much you mean to him! If you’re being negative about yourself, he’ll kiss all that doubtfulness away💖

-he’ll ALWAYS try and take you out on dates. Wanted to see a movie? No problem! Snuck you in. Wanted to go to the zoo? Ninja-ed you into the exhibits to see the animals up close! Wanted a food they where sold out of? ….don’t ask what he had to go through to get this for you.

-he’s LOVE anything you make for him. Supper supportive of anything you want to do! Art? Lemme give you ALL the tutorials. Writing? I have a bunch of books we can spend time together reading! Dancing? You already KNOW we’re hitting the dance floor every night

-he likes to call you pet names a lot; usually one of an animal like “bunny” or “doe”. He also likes old fashioned names like “sugar”, “dearest” and “babydoll”. He’ll call you “doll” or “doll face” a lot so prepare

-he absolutely LOVES to hold you; he likes being small spoon but his shell can get in the way. (Dw, it’s dull and not spiked too much). His favorite positions are ones were he can just watch your face, and easily place kisses all over your face. He loves to shower you in kisses!!

-he’s honestly the most lovey dovey one of the group, and is MORE then willing to talk about problems in your relationship then any of the other boys (except for Leo lol). If you see an issue, he will change immediately. Because he loves you so much🧡

The Bad

-this dude is ALLLLLLL over you all the time. He just always wants to be touching you

-dude doesn’t listen either, you’re going to have to explain to him why you don’t want to be touched, or how constant touching is over barring. He still won’t understand and just assume you don’t like him anymore :(

-Mikey will talk VERY publicly about your relationship, any part, and will not hesitate with details. Your his, why should he worry about people?

-he’ll say things like “I know that you don’t really love me.” and “It’s okay if you think I’m a hideous freak.” You’re going to have to CONSTANTLY validate him

-he’ll tease you SO MUCH, to the point of bullying. He doesn’t grasp the concept of having sensitive feelings (despite him being sensitive himself) and will just relentlessly pick on you

-Mikey will just randomly bite you out of nowhere. “Gah! Why, Mike?!” He’d stare at you and say, “I dunno, just felt like it.”

-he’s really insensitive to your feelings in all honesty. Mostly because he doesn’t realize that he’s supposed to be nice and take your feelings seriously. He doesn’t quite grasp how much your dog really meant to you, and doesn’t understand why you can’t just get a new one and by happy

-Mikey wants you to be happy and will do ANYTHING to ensure that you are; even doing risky things like shoplifting or bribery to get you anything and everything you want or need.

The Ugly

-he’ll DEFINITELY get possessive over you, and how much time you spend with his brothers. Not saying you would replace him, but he’d rather not take that chance

-Bro has the DIRTIEST minds of all the brothers, ALWAYS taking things the wrong way and making the worst jokes about it

-Before you started dating, he would follow you home and leave mysterious love letters in your mailbox

-he’d follow you on EVERY social media and like every single one of your posts; downloading every image of you or your face/pets/family/whatever else you post

-not to say Mikey would KILL over you, but he’s been thinking about cutting off that connection with Casey a lot…