#future benson

[evangelina830]

Old man yaoi….

(RUNNING OUT OF POSES HELPPP…)

[bisexualmultifandommess]

I love that Spencer said he was going to be a grandfather when he thought Carly was pregnant 😭😭 that man raised his sister while their parents were away and can you imagine him getting Carly and Freddie’s kid to call him uncle grandad because he’d definitely have a fun nickname or something

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

#I Am Spencer Spencer Is Me

[curlytemple]

…from now on, the rest of today is about you.

[hypocriticaltypwriter]

Fun Fact: When Tamsin was pregnant her eyes + mouth glowed purple in the dark. ✨️baby ninpo✨️ as Donnie would call it.

Had this idea in mind for a while and @gal-with-pastels inspired me to actually draw it LOL

[fictionalfantasies]

april's playlist is here! its time to start going outside so make sure to play this while you outchea. our bonus track this month is another viral sensation from none other than Sukihana. each song she releases is wilder & wilder lol. links below! happy listening! 🎶🎵

Apple Music

Spotify

Youtube

[m4ruk4ts]

yfm oc shenanigans (ft @kazpng's yfm oc lmao) (aka max and kk :3)

they are very silly, your honor

[thelittledaily]

Olivia Benson (Mariska Hargitay) is even more beautiful on the new TV. ☺️

[mrbigboisprite]

It’s that time of the day again... Back on my prompt bs!

Rigby: "Hey! Hey, dude! I found this cool thing on the internet that lets you know if you're gay or not"

Mordecai: "For real?"

Rigby: "You take a banana and shove it down your throat. If you gag, you're not gay"

Mordecai: "That's stupid... Let's do it"

Each takes turns, only to cough up the banana.

Mordecai: "Ah, fuck... This stuff burns!"

Benson walks by them, blissfully unaware of their presence, as he shoves a banana in his mouth, showcasing no sign of suffocation.

Rigby: Yo... Did he- Did he just-"

Mordecai: "Hot damn..."

Rigby: "what"

Mordecai: "uh?"

[iridescentis]

I'm still pissed we didn't get to see more of Ámbar running the roller bc I LOVE that version of her she's so motivated and powerful but also supportive and genuine, being in a professional situation really suited her and I fully believe she went on to open and run more rollers as her adult career

[themooncakebox]

I'm convinced that we are stoked to see OTPs reuniting because most of us have divorced parents and none of us a very small percentage of us have seen our folks that happy to see each other.

It's the same reason that we're happy to see cast reuniting because we wish we have friends from way way back and that they still like us no matter how we turned out.

[broughttoyoubytheletterf]

The way Olivia says "but you weren't" to Eames at the end of "Acceptable Loss" after Eames' "It's like we were married."

Like Olivia's fucking body language. I cannot. It's very that's a lesson I learned. A hard won lesson. That hurt but I learned it. It might be etched in razor blade cuts across my heart but I learned it.

She might not be totally at peace with it, never can be, never will be, but she's accepted it as a permanent ache, an old wound. So now she knows how to live with it, just like she knows how to deal with the strike of pain everytime she thinks of her Mom. So she almost laughs when Eames says that because what else can she do?

She spent 13 years building her life around a man who left her without a whisper, if they had been married he would have at least had to show up at court. She would have known what it was like to have him touch her. Could have carried that memory. But she makes do. She is making do. Elliot Stabler was not her fucking soul mate. He was not her for better or for worse. He was just a man she worked with for a while and had an unhealthy attachment to.

She has admitted to herself, if not to anyone else, that their relationship, hers and Elliot's was unhealthy, especially towards the end. Maybe they never had sex, maybe they never did more than a quick pat on the back or, in truly desperate circumstances, a glancing hug, but they did everything but. She's not quite self hating enough to think her attraction was one sided, to think that he hadn't also forgetten the entire world when they were together, that he hadn't thought of her body when he was touching his cock. She had known, they both had known. And that was the problem. It was an emotional affair, she knew that now, she had known that then, she even saw it as it was happening and did nothing to stop it. Hell, sometimes with the amount of time she spent imagining them having sex she had forgotten it wasn't also a physical affair. Sometimes in her more cynical moments she wishes that shooter could have waited one more week, maybe even just one more day, to come shoot up the precinct because she doesn't think it would have taken much more than that for him to slam her up against the door of her apartment and fuck her brains out. And really if he was going to leave her for Kathy anyways he could have given her the parting gift of a good fuck first.

So she's okay with it now, mostly. In the way things are ever okay in this world. But, they were certainly not married.

Anyways, my point is where's the Eames/Olivia/Cassidy three way fic because Olivia is very grab life by the balls post Elliot pre Lewis. So like have some fun, stop postponing joy. And Eames is hot and she likes the idea of Eames watching her and Brian or vice versa. And Brian is very adventurous in bed and desperately wants to be worthy of Olivia and protective of Olivia. He likes some kinky shit and she likes some kinky shit. (The kink has been a little darker since Elliot left but no one needs to know that). So yeah they have a nice little menage a trois.

[futureagents]

Another WIP that has just been sitting on my computer for 8 months... will I ever finish it?

[saint-vhs]

Future Girlfriend 音楽 - Benson cut 今夜    

[hypocriticaltypwriter]

"𝐒𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬."

▂▃▅▇█▓▒░𝙸𝙽𝙵𝙾: 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙺𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚒 𝚒𝚜 𝟹-𝟺 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚍. 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚢𝚎𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗.

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚂𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗! 𝙼𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚢. ^^░▒▓█▇▅▃▂

"S’cuse me!” A voice squeaked, a small body shimmying through the larger figures and adults all working around the rebellion base in the makings. A younger Karai barely misses a man almost losing his balance whilst trying to hold many metal pipes- again dodging a older woman carrying barrels, blocking her vision of the hurrying child.

She stopped to look around at the dugout base, people packing the dirt walls and holding lamps to see their progress, it was amazing history in the making. Holding her fuzzy companion stuffy close to herself, her eyes wandered around the busying humans and Yokai alike, looking for a certain Slider-Turtle.

“Woah- careful now!” A voice boomed above her, making her jump a bit and quickly scurry away, turning back to see a burly man carrying weapons on his shoulder, missing a few others who waved apologetically.

It was too crowded in her opinion- at least to crowded for the time being when she had things to do, they needed to get out of her way. She huffed a little bit, continuing her treacherous journey through the underground.

She finally made it out of the busying street of guests, hiding behind large wooden crates, peeking back out to the walking and running right in front of her.

She looked to see some of the tents that were working as new homes for people, as well as those who had families, seeing inside or outside the tents were mothers, fathers, parental figures alike, all with children running around and playing with one another- avoiding the thing Karai was stuck right in.

She stared at the families from afar, landing on one with a mother sitting on the ground, cradling something in her arms, a dark red cloth swaddled around what Karai only knew to be a baby. A few children chased after one another, one holding a wooden sword and the others laughing and squealing happily, running away from their big brother who chased after them.

Karai hugged the crate as she leaned in to look at them more, frowning. It seemed so… Happy, less lonely. She had always felt kinda left out when it came to being an only child in her family, seeing either the parents at these camps were a little unsure of having the daughter of one of the greatest Minds and Ninja’s of all time around their children.

And she was the youngest one besides Casey in the Leaders rebellion base- little to social interaction with kids their age other than themselves… And they got a little bored after a while.

Karai’s longing became confusion, watching the woman with the baby intently, seeing she began rocking a bit, shushing the child that was probably crying- drowned out by the chatter behind Karai, but she knew by the mothers body language.

She was curious… How come her parents hadn’t given her any siblings? It’s obvious it was possible to have multiple children- even if Karai didn’t know how, it was something that could happen.

Was it hard? How come only big people could have children? Was it something you granted over time? Like a drivers license? Why haven’t her parents given her the thing she so dreamed of having: A baby brother.

She only felt more confused, her small brain so capable of understanding things not many her age could grasp- yet she had so little to go off from that, and that frustrated her.

Before she could let her little mind wander even more, someone picked up the crate she had hidden herself behind, yelping a little and pulling herself away quickly, stepping back nervously. But in doing so, she found herself falling back into the crowd, but this time she wasn’t on alert, causing her to panic as she bumped into random figures, all looking to her confused.

Karai whimpered, anxiously, trying to get away from the bodies, but found herself trapped. She tried her best to keep in mind her mothers words to make sure people could make way for you: “Excuse me, Pardon,” but she was finding it difficult when her fear made her lose her voice, only speaking above a whisper.

“Woah now!” Karai was suddenly grabbed by the rim on her shell, lifting her up into the air like you would the scruff of a kitten. She curled reflexively, blinking in surprise before she was met with the dark blue eyes of a familiar face.

“Uncle Leo!” She exclaimed, looking at the Red slider, who looked back with a smile, chuckling a bit. She reached her arms out to him, allowing Leo to pull her close and place her atop his shoulder, in return Karai hugged atop his forehead to keep herself in place.

“What are you doing down here by yourself?” He asked, glancing up at her. “Shouldn’t your mom or old man be keeping an eye on you?”

Karai almost didn’t hear him, looking around the place at her new height, she couldn’t wait to be bigger. She looked at her uncle once more, seeing him awaiting an answer. “I wanted to find you before you went to the meeting with my uncles and dad, and Aunt April.”

“Ah, I see.” He nodded with a hum, clicking his tongue as he looked back to where he was walking, giving a few comments to some of the folks working or building. “I was actually going to grab some food from the rations, wanna join?” He asked, turning a corner, causing Karai to wrap fully around his head, shielding his vision for a second. “Erm- Karai, can’t see.” He spoke, moving an arm out in front of him to feel around for anything he could crash into.

“Oh! Sorry!” She squeaked, letting him go and just holding his bandana tails, braiding them, and twisting them in her small fingers, keeping her occupied and distracted. “I guess, I’m kinda hungry anyway…”

The coy tone in her voice caused Leo to quirk a brow, a small smirk forming on his lips. “You came down here just for the reason, didn’t you?” The teasing tone in his voice caused Karai to freeze, looking around nervously, before finally breaking. “Don’t tell my mom! I just wanted to steal a small snack before dinner.” She whispered into his ear, cupping her hand over so no one else could hear.

Leo played along, nodding while giving her a salute. “Cross my heart, your secrets safe with me, Lieutenant.”

He earned a giggle, Karai gently kicking her legs and holding her stuffy close to her, resting her head atop of it. She saw the ration area at the end of the hall, seeing a few people walking in and out, carrying sacks or baskets alike. Leonardo said a few hello’s and farewells, stepping inside and shutting the mechanical door behind him, sighing whilst placing Karai onto a barrel and looking around for a snack.

“So, what’s on your mind?” Leo asked, as if he read her thoughts… But it was just Karai wasn’t the best at hiding her feelings. She shifted in her seat, looking down at her feet with an upset look. “I’m sad.” She stated bluntly, her tone not really implicating that, but Leo nodded, holding two apples in his hands, handing one to Karai and taking a bite out of the other.

“Go on.” He said, his voice muffled from his full mouth. He took a seat next to her, the barrel he sat on creaking underneath him.

“I want a baby brother.” She said even more bluntly, looking up at Leo with a dead stare. The statement caught Leonardo slightly off guard, inhaling a bit of apple, and beginning to cough, harshly patting his chest hunching over just a bit. “Aw, that’s… Sweet.” He wheezed, his coughing fit ceasing for a moment.

Clearing his throat of any more food he might still have lodged in it, Leo awaited Karai to continue. Tossing aside the choking situation, Karai hugged her knees as far as she could to her chest, having her stuffy squished between her.

“But I don’t get it, how come they haven’t made me one? Is it hard?” She asked innocently, looking at Leo. Her brows furrowed a bit, tilting her head. “A-are you still choking? Your face is red!” She exclaimed nervously.

But he was far from choking, Leo put a hand to his mouth, trying to hide the giant smile on his face, large frame shaking as he tried desperately to keep in his laughter. He contained himself, taking in a shaky sigh as he rested his hands on his knees. “Well, to get your dad to make one? probably.” He said, playfully, rolled his eyes.

“Oh.” Karai said, sounding disappointed, looking back at the ground with her lips formed into a tight line. She glanced at him from her side view, seeing he was still eating his apple, I’ll be just a bit careful in case another question catches him off guard.

“How are babies made, Uncle Leo?” She questioned, looking down at her boots and kicking them together. Leo inhaled, leaning back against the wall, looking away from Karai as he tried to think of something to say.

He just shrugged, biting into the apple once more. “Well for one, it takes two people to make one… Two BIG and RESPONSIBLE people.” He added, opening one eye to look at her, seeing she was all ears. “Actually, mostly the mama does the making- but the dad helps too.” He explained, making Karai look at him in shock.

“You mean Mama made me all by herself? I thought Papa was the one that built and made things.” She just looked more confused- she’d never seen her mother as the crafty type like her dad.

“Oh, I’m sure your mom handled most things when it came to making you.” He muttered quietly, so much so Karai just furrowed her brows, wondering what he meant. “…You’ll get it when you’re older.” He waved her off nervously looking away while whistling.

So, it was obviously not the full answer Karai wanted, but she’d probably have to ask more about it with her parents. She looked at the apple she had placed into her lap, picking it up and raising it to her mouth, taking a bite.

“Thank you, Uncle Leo!” The girl spoke, her mouth full so it came out a bit hard to hear.

“Hey, don’t eat with your mouth full.” Leo scolded- he himself taking a bite of his now finished apple whilst speaking.

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“Well, that wasn’t a complete disaster.” Tamsin stated, pushing the button to allow her inside their home, being met with the sight of the empty kitchen- sighed tiredly, rubbing her head.

“Really? I think we totally blew it.” Donnie stated blatantly, tying his long, black, lab coat around his waist with a shrug, brown eyes glancing up to be met with Tamsin looking back at him with a dirty glare, making him blink stupidly. “What?”

She rolled her eyes, leaning against the counter and tilting her head up, closing her eyes as she tried to recollect her thoughts. The meeting they had just been in was… Tough. Trying to make an alliance with some of the rogue foot that had spread across the United States, and were living off pretty well- but they needed just as much protection from the Krang as the rebellion did.

If Tamsin knew how stubborn Foot Soldiers would be- she would’ve asked Cass to tag along, but alas, the woman was stuck on babysitting duty, watching Casey and Karai.

The meeting only got worse when Leo decided to step in, being just the tiniest bit late, and Raph got on his case… Right in front of the very upset soldiers who’d rather be doing more important things than having some civil meeting.

“You know what? You’re completely right.” Tamsin said out loud, remembering everything.

Donnie looked off to the side, feeling just a bit guilty for his remark, now sensing he could’ve been a bit softer on the subject, but it was too late for that now. He slowly stepped to her side, taking the same position she did. “Hey now, at least they didn’t start throwing chairs.” He Tried to joke, nudging her side with a small smile.

“Close.” Tamsin remarked, her head coming back down to look at Donnie, who’s already small smile faded, placing a hand to his chin while he hummed. “Fair point.”

Tamsin’s gaze was brought away when she heard the sound of small footsteps entering the kitchen, seeing a bright purple bow peeking over the table. She smiled softly- with just a hint of exhaustion, but she lifted herself from the counter and stepped over to the table.

She pressed her hands onto the surface, leaning over to see Karai, who looked back up at the figure’s shadow looming over her.

“Hey, K.” Tamsin spoke happily. “Why don’t you come out here where me and dad can see you?” She motioned her head off to the side where Karai would be out of the way of the table, and in front of her parents.

Karai nodded quickly, walking over to the spot, seeing Donnie had already been fully standing, arms crossed over his plastron as Tamsin made her way to his side, hands on her hips. “What’cha need, hun?” She asked, tilting her head slightly a smile on her features.

Karai stayed quiet for a second, taking a deep breath before looking up to her parents with a determined look.

“Mom. Dad… I want you to make me a baby brother.”

Tamsin and Donnie’s eyes both widen in unison, Tamsin pursed her lips unsurely, Donnie just froze. They shared one exchanged look through the awkward silence, feeling Karai’s gaze burning holes into their foreheads.

“Uh- honey,” Tamsin cleared throat, giving an awkward grin, getting on one knee to be at Karai’s height. “What made you think that? Why do you want a little brother?”

“Because I’m lonely.” Karai explained, causing Tamsin’s smile to falter a bit, brows furrowing. “All the other kids living with us have siblings, so why haven’t you and papa made me one?” The tone in her voice quieted, grip on her stuffy tightening as she looked at the ground.

This felt all too familiar to Tamsin, in fact, it was as if she was looking at a miniature her, seeing herself all those years before. She remembered coming to her parents ever since she could talk and would beg for a sibling, but alas they were too busy with work to even take care of their only daughter.

She felt a pang in her chest, wishing she could somehow answer Karai, give her a valuable reason why they couldn’t give her a sibling… But why were the only words that came to her the same her parents told her years and years before: “We’re too busy for that.”

Tamsin opened her mouth to speak, only a mere stutter until Donnie got onto a knee right next to her, putting an arm around Tam’s shoulders. “Karai. Another sibling is a big responsibility and a lot of work for me and your mother.”

Karai wasn’t buying, frowning deeper as she scooted closer to Donnie. Tugging on his lab coat. “B-but… How come?”

Oh shit, puppy dog eyes. Donnie… Wasn’t the best a refusing them, let alone when he could just tell Karai wanted a better argument than her question, but she was just Four Years Old, it’s all she had. His lips formed a tight line, taking in a harsh breath through his nose- taking a minute to regain himself from the big, dough eyes his daughter was giving him.

“Well, it’s a long talk we’ll have to consider when you’re a bit older, and the choice is something me and your mother will have to look into more.” Donnie finally stated, placing a hand atop her head. “Understand?” His tone grew soft, leaning in a bit more to look at Karai’s face, which she hid upsettably in behind her stuffy.

“So… What you’re saying is… Maybe?” She asked, peeking once more to see her fathers face. Donnie thought for a second but gave curt nod. “I suppose.”

Karai sighed a bit, moving her stuffy to being holding it at her side. “Okay then… Maybe it is.” She huffed, but she got her answer, so she wasn’t too upset anymore, giving a kiss to Donnie’s snout and hurrying away.

“Make sure to check in with your Aunt Cass!” Donnie called out to her, lifting himself up off his knee, looking to Tamsin. He held out his hand to her, she gladly took it, hoisting herself up. Donnie gave a nervous chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck shyly. “Well, I guess we should’ve expected that question sooner or later. I just didn’t think the sooner would be-“

“Did you mean it?”

The question caught Donnie off guard, hand hesitantly pulling away from his neck as he gave her a look of confusion. She played with the trinkets on her necklace, looking at them to avoid any eye contact with Don- which would be a habit she had to break at some point.

“What you told Karai… Maybe?” She repeated his words, folding her arms unsurely as she shifted her weight from one leg to the other. “Does that mean that… You’d want to expand on our family… Have more kids?”

“Ah- well-“ Donnie clapped his hands together rubbing them against one another as he tried to think up some way to bring up the one thing he had found hard to discuss with Tam: Babies.

“It’s… Always been something at the back of my mind, growing up with brothers I guess I never got to feel how’d it’d be alone.” Tamsin nodded along to his words, frowning sadly at the ground, rubbing her arm.

“I guess… I feel the same way- about our family.” She replied after a few seconds of silence, watching Donnie’s eyes widen a bit as he awaited intently. “I’ve always wanted to have siblings… And I guess I don’t want to leave Karai in the dark on it like my-“ She cut herself off, biting her lip unsurely.

Donnie’s gaze softened. “Tam, you’re not acting like your parents- we talked to her, gave her our reasonings, and we’re discussing it with one another right now.”

She shook her head in frustration, “I don’t want to be discussing the ‘if we do’ I want to have another child… With you.” Fully realizing the demand she had made, she quickly shut her mouth, turning away nervously as she ran a hand through her hair.

“Oh, I see.” Donnie stuttered out, placing a hand on his hip, tapping his side impatiently. He’d admit he wasn’t expecting that answer- or at least in that form. Drowning in the quiet, he noticed Tam wasn’t gonna turn back any time soon, probably- not until he left the room, he’d bet.

So, he slowly walked to her side, reaching a hand out and placing it on her shoulder.

“Well, let’s just say – in a Hypothetical sense… I felt the same?” He didn’t know why he had the urge to place the ‘hypothetical’ term in his sentence, like some part of him was still unsure what her answer would be, just a small twinge of fear in there keeping him for fully telling her he was ready for what’s to come in their future.

Thankfully however, Tamsin’s head immediately turned to him, swallowing down the lump forming in her throat. “It’s gonna be difficult, you know?”

“I’m a genius, I know everything.” Donnie responded coolly.

“It’s risky expanding our family during these times.”

“Yep.”

“You’re not just saying this to make me happy, are you?”

She was cut off immediately when Donnie placed a hand to the side of her face, pulling her close to him so his other hand found it’s way to her hip. “Bringing another life into our world today is gonna be trial and error… But I’d never want to go through it with anyone but you.”

He then placed a quick peck to her soft lips, wishing to linger on the kiss just a little longer, but he had to ask her one thing. “Will you have another baby with me?” He asked quietly, opening his eyes to see her reaction.

He flinched back, being met with large, green eyes welling up with tears, and yet she was practically beaming, nodding her head so rapidly his hands couldn’t keep her still.

“Yes, yes I will!!!” She squealed, wrapping her arms around his neck, and tackling him.

Donnie stumbled a bit, letting out a grunt as she began to kiss his face all over.

“Woah, woah, woah-! Tam not on the table- not on the kitchen table-!!!”

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(Looks like that little brother is coming sooner than Karai thought 👀)

Oh while I'm here fellas, the Valentine Giveaways have not been finished and are still going till the end of Febuary! So keep an eye out! one might be yours~

just taking a break today to be with my bestest valntine... My sister :D were gonna watch a bunch of cheesy romcoms and eat cookie dough

Maybe I'll draw some fluff to share later IDK-

[themacabrebarbie]

@susurruslux asked "I'm sorry no one saved you." Benson to Annie (idk let me cook)

PROMPTS FROM THE RAVEN BOYS & THE DREAM THIEVES

The words for a moment built a wall of RAGE around her. Perhaps it could have been seen that there was always a present anger that danced around her, a storm cloud that hovered over head and never moved into clear skies. Annie figured she had been BORN with a wavering rage, passed down from generation to generation from her mother and mother's mother.

But at the root of the anger was this LONGING to be heard. It was that same voice that rang in her head that at times refused to take blame for anything that had led her to this moment. She was a victim of circumstance, or so she believed. The idea that someone finally apologized for the agony that followed her throughout her life brought a flicker in her mind she wasn't used to. Would she be so angry if years ago the first apology could have been uttered.

"What makes you say that?" That was a loaded question. What did he know or see? "No one's apologized to me for a really long time-" her eyes narrowed, the words came out sharp, but there was no anger or harshness within them.