#meatheads in love

[samthefrank]

Chapters: 9/? Fandom: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Mutant Mayhem (Movie 2023) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Casey Jones/Raphael (TMNT), Donatello & Leonardo & Michelangelo & April O'Neil & Raphael (TMNT), Donatello & Casey Jones & Leonardo & Michelangelo & April O'Neil & Raphael (TMNT), Leonardo & Raphael (TMNT) Characters: Raphael (TMNT), Casey Jones (TMNT), Leonardo (TMNT), April O'Neil (TMNT), Michelangelo (TMNT), Donatello (TMNT), Splinter (TMNT), other mutants (background) Additional Tags: hubris and hormones hit hard, Famous Last Words Summary:

Raphael dies a little every time he has to watch Leonardo swoon in April's direction. Doesn't he realize how incredibly cringe he's being? Because you'd NEVER catch Raph making a fool of himself over some human...

...right?

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Figured the start of TMayNT was as good a time as any to FINALLY finish this chapter!!

Let’s find out if this was a date or not, shall we??

As always, BIG THANKS to @humanityinahandbag​ for being the BEST beta reader ever!

[willowser-but-nsfw]

literally COULD NOT stop thinking about this. all day. i blame @violentoxidation. afkljalijlajf

katsuki comes back first, just as the atrium roars with applause.

it's a good enough distraction to return to, the sharp sound of hands echoing in his eardrums, bringing him back to the here and now. there's enough sweat coating his hands to make him nervous and he's thankful for the dimmed lighting, at least, so that he can stick to the shadows as he wipes them on his slacks.

someone passes by with a drink tray and—he's fucking thirsty. always is, after stuff with you. doesn't matter how much goddamn water he drinks, it's all gathering at the small of his back and behind his knees and in the crease of his elbows. good thing you convinced him to bring the fucking jacket.

god, hopefully he doesn't stink.

katsuki isn't a fan of the bitter, sharp taste of alcohol, but at least it's something; downing a flute of champagne in one go probably is a mistake, but it's not his first bad decision of the night and with you around—as a little fucking minx—it's not bound to be his last.

he feels gross. he really, really does. call it post-nut clarity or whatever the fuck, but—he goddamn knows better than this. what a great headline that would make, catching him with his pants down at the fucking hero summit. adding lecher to the list of shit the media has against him already. public indecency charge at the least, not to mention the shit storm that would hit you, too.

he should have waited until you were both home; hell, in the car in the driveway, at the very least. thank fuck nobody walked in or saw you coming out of the same place, like horny teenagers in a public goddamn bathroom. gross.

—so why the fuck is his dick still throbbing in his pants?

it's infuriating, to realize he's just as much of a pervert as kaminari denki.

who, of course, is the first to notice his arrival back at the table, swinging his own glass precariously as he calls,

"yeah, kacchan!" the celebratory tone in his voice makes katsuki's stomach flip, and all his sweat runs cold. "let's get fucked up!"

katsuki's a terrible liar and he knows it, but he still tries to feign indifference, reaching for the cup that is most likely kirishima's. "ain't drinkin' that shit, i just want water."

"pfffft, lies!" denki spits all over the tablecloth. "i saw you down that champagne back there!"

"why the fuck are you watching me?"

"are you okay, man?" kirishima asks, frowning as he eyes katsuki up and down. "you're sweating."

"yeah, i—fucking do that, numb-skull." katsuki chews an ice cube between his teeth, trying to remember how his hair looked before he left the bathroom. fuck, did he even check?

denki laughs. "yeah, dude, that's his thing!"

katsuki's nose wrinkles, suddenly offended. "it's not my thing to just sweat, asshole. there's a lot that goes into this shit that you couldn't even comprehend—"

"dude, are you sure you're okay?" kirishima asks again, and then his eyes go wide, like he's figured something out. katsuki hopes not. "did something happen between you and—"

at the very mention of your name, katsuki's stomach tightens and bullets slide down his temple. he can't even think about you right now, because it only reminds him of how much of a scandal this could have been, how badly he wants to take a shower after having his ass out in that bathroom. probably needs to torch these pants.

he can't even think about you right now because—he's never gonna get the image of your face in the mirror out of his head, the way your dress looked bunched up at your hips. how smudged your lipstick got and the imprint it left on his thigh. how fucking wet you were over this perverted shit and how much he liked it—

"dude?"

katsuki snaps, slamming his hand on the table hard enough that the glasses shake. his voice is too breathy when it comes out. "don't fucking worry about us!"

"about who?"

all of katsuki's blood sings—violently—when you run a hand across his back, leaning into his arm as you shuffle to get into your seat. he can tell you've reapplied your perfume because his mouth waters immediately, like he's going to be fucking sick, though the tension in his balls says otherwise.

kirishima eyes you warily, jumping back and forth between the two of you. "everything okay?"

"with us? oh, yeah," you lean into the table, trying to catch katsuki's attention though he keeps it zeroed in on a wrinkle in the tablecloth. "we're great, right?"

from his peripheral vision, he can see the swell of your cheeks from your smile. it matches the even, light tone of your voice, painting you as the picture of fucking innocence even though you were just in the public fucking bathroom asking to get railed.

"please," you said, with your big, pretty eyes, which gleamed in the hall light. and you don't ever ask, because you don't fucking have to, but you asked then and—how the fuck was he supposed to say no?

katsuki finally glances at you and—he needs another cup of fucking water. you look goddamn perfect, perfect, like nothing ever happened, except that there's this little glow surrounding you. some bullshit aura of happiness because you got what you damn wanted.

you smile at him, bright and coy, as he looks at you, and when you pull your lip between your teeth, katsuki nearly sinks his teeth into his fist. underneath the table, his body directly disobeys him.

"yeah," he rasps, eyes returning to his empty cup as your hand rests near his knee. "we're peachy."

wasn't his first bad decision of the night, and it's not bound to be his last.

[blluntrotation]

being a star warrior and the guard of the star road and all, would it be that he generally likes getting into fights?

[lousydrawingsforgoodpeople]

[knightposting]

If weavers were smart enemies, they would not pull a rampaging titan closer to themselves.

Thankfully, they are not smart enemies.

[xxwhiskeyxx]

If you still take writing requests

I had an idea for an Alpha x Ghoulette fanfic

Alpha gets incredibly overheated because of his abilities and his temper, ghoulette reader cools him down because they run naturally cold

Fluff comfort :))

Anyways have a wonderful day!

Again if you don't take requests anymore I'm do sorry!

Elsa and her Fire Boy

Hello from the barrel of accidental hiatus! I do infact still take requests I have just been in a writers block since the last semester of college due to personal reasons but I have been wanting to try to get back into writing a bit (this is something i have said time and time again and I shall attempt whenever is possible!) I always love getting requests and actually have some in my inbox that I have been meaning to catch up on (I am so sorry if you’re reading this and they belong to you and i haven’t fulfilled your wishes yet, theyre coming i swear!) I am hoping to crank out some of them this next week since I will be busy the rest of this one as I am going to houston to visit a friend for her birthday (we’re seeing the Ghovie!)/ celebrating her recently discovered pregnancy! Anyways, I shall shut my yap and get to the summary!

So the lovely @evolutionghoul requested a fluff comfort fic with the ever so hotheaded Alpha! For context, reader shall be a air/water hybrid ghoulette who is a healer in the infirmary with the Quintessence ghouls. Now let’s see what the barrel cooks up!

-Love Whiskey

It had been a grueling day, with a never-ending procession of siblings and ghouls suffering from seasonal hay fever, weather-induced arthritis & migraine flares, and colds. The (height) hybrid had been tirelessly darting around, offering their assistance wherever it was needed. She had been seen sitting with Zephyr, gently applying icy hot on their aching joints and later placing her cool hands on Mist's forehead to alleviate her pounding head from the cluster headache triggered by the changing season and bass lessons with the kits that afternoon. She had also been glimpsed rubbing Omega's back and shoulders after he had spent the afternoon adjusting the vast majority of the Abbey's Earth ghouls that had overworked themselves trying to get the spring harvest planted as soon as possible after the last frost of winter had melted.

"(Y/N), hon, you can head home, ya know; your shift ended an hour ago?" Aether calls from the entrance of her office.

Glancing up from where she had been typing a report out on the computer, the (hair-colored) ghoulette sighs, "I know, but I have to finish these reports for Meg before he realizes, or he'll be here until tomorrow trying to finish it so he can go on that trip with you, Papa Copia, and Papa Terzo to the sister church in Italy next week." (Y/N) takes a moment to stretch and pop her back after sitting in her hunched-over typing position

The older ghoul chuckles, "Fair enough, I can grab my laptop and can come help you with that, so you don't have to-" 

Before he could finish his sentence, the door to the infirmary slams open as a familiar Fire ghoul storms in, smoke quite literally streaming from his nose and ears, "Where the fuck is Aether!? His fucking runt of a 'successor' just ruined my fucking guitar!" Alpha snarls loudly, prowling through the infirmary in search of his victim; the heat from the enormous ghoul's body is so high that both (Y/N) and Aether can feel it from her office

"Fuck, Aeth hide in here, 'll I go distract him!" (Y/N) whisper yells, standing and basically yanking the Quint into her office with unexpected strength as the emergency system triggers and the alarms begin to blare. The hybrid ghoulette had become quite close to the former lead guitarist and was very intuned with his infamous temper.

Racing down the hallway after closing the door to her office, (Y/N) searches for her friend throughout the infirmary. 

While the infirmary's emergency system blares, (Y/N) spots Alpha's fiery figure stomping through the chaos. She quickly maneuvers through the distressed patients and concerned ghouls, her eyes fixed on Alpha's burning rage. 

Spotting him near the entrance, she steadies herself and approaches him with a calming but assertive demeanor, ready to divert his destructive fury away from Aether. "Alpha, hey! What's going on?" to which he whirls around with a snarl, "Can't you notice I'm dealing with something right now? Don't bother me with your questions. Where the fuck is Aether!" he barks.

The harsh words make (Y/N) shrink back slightly, involuntary tears creeping into her eyes, but she quickly steals herself and bristles, "Calm your tits and realize who you're talking to, Mr., now try again." watching as he seems to realize his tone and softens, sighing. "Sorry (Y/N), I'm just pissed at that little shit Phantom...Aeon..whatever the fuck his name is, he broke my guitar fucking around with Dew and Ifrit." he goes to rub his face but hisses as the literally red-hot appendage singes his beard.

The hybrid chuckles, "C'mon big guy, it's time for some cuddles and talk therapy," taking the large ghoul's hand with no issue with her cooling abilities already working full blast and dragging him down the hallway.

Looking around the infirmary, (Y/N) quickly finds the room she's looking for, "Code Pants on Fire," she giggles as she opens the door, making Alpha grumble disgruntledly before grunting as he's pushed onto the couch. "You know the drill, shirt off, gotta cool you off before you trigger the sprinklers again. We both know wet pissy Alpha is worse than dry pissy Alpha," (Y/N) teases, stripping down to the tanktop she wears under her scrub top.

The Fire ghoul continues to grumble about 'stupid runt' and 'Damn Elsa and her stupid icepack body,' the nickname having been dubbed upon (Y/N) after a drunken night of a Disney movie marathon with all of the packs and she had performed a damn near perfect rendition of 'Let it Go' using her air affinity to make snow from her water and even made a miniature snowman in the middle of the kitchen that was not very much appreciated by a half asleep still drunk Pebble who slipped on Bitchloff, named by Alpha and Swiss, on their trek to the kitchen for water the next morning.

"Oh hush, we both know you love cuddle time with me, ya sentient air fryer," (Y/N) laughs as she flops atop the pissy ghoul, whose flicking tail then twanks her ass, making the ghoulette squeal, earning her a laugh. "I will not admit anything, but having my favorite girl on top of me and cooling me down is something I will never complain about," Alpha smirks down at her.

Rolling her eyes, (Y/N) rests her chin atop his toned chest and runs her ice-cold fingers up his overheated sides, making the ghoul squeal and her cackle. This descends them into a wrestling match.

*Minny Timeskip brought to you by Alpha's tits*

Not long later, Alpha was eased into a purring and much cooler ghoul, very content having (Y/N) cool fingers running through his hair as she hummed. Soon, the door cracks, and Aether's hesitant voice comes from the doorway. "Everything all good in here?" he calls, "Very much so; got things calmed down out there?" (Y/N) returns, sitting up slightly, much to Alpha's discretion; a soft growl rumbles from his chest as she moves. "Yep! Also, Alpha, I called Phantom, who told me he fixed it. Just a little quint magick and it's good as new; he is very sorry for breaking it, which I will add that it was Dewdrop's fault because he threw it at Phantom just before you came in," Aether explains.

The Fire ghoul sits up suddenly, groaning as he rubs his face, "Fuck..I need to apologize now, don't I" he sighs as (Y/N) chuckles, "Yup! But later, I was enjoying my personal heater," she chirps before yanking him back down, making Alpha yelp and Aether laugh, "Alright lovebirds, I'll let Bug know that you'll be by later" he says before closing the door.

Alpha chuffs as he presses a kiss to the hickey he had left on (Y/N)'s neck last night, "You're lucky I like you, and I enjoy my personal icepack," he mumbles before relaxing into her again.

[sobbingintorandyortonsfupa]

I refuse to watch anything longer than 10mins on my phone therefore i refuse to watch wwe on my phone

however

i cannot screen record without my phone

i have never been bothered by this until somebody [SALEM] rose the point i could screen record Skip Sheffield

perhaps it will be worth it

yip yip yip whatitdo 🗣️‼️‼️

[wraithwen]

he's gay. he's a tiefling. he's a paladin. he's an atheist. gods love him. he's 6'8. he's stupid. he's a force of nature. he's a guard dog and weird about it

screenshots under

[biomic]

these three are in their own show

[companion-of-the-dragonmark]

I'm re-reading the HTTYD series again, and, as expected, I'm in love with Thuggory as a character again as well. 😍😭

[pinkniz]

Headcanon time

Ok so you know how Freddy is supposed to be this huge powerhouse and yet he loses to every single esper he comes across in the storymode?

Gameplay wise this obviously bc hes a jobber and the story needs him to be dealt with BUT what if theres an in universe reason for this? What if this is related to how espers dont have full access to their divine potential as soon as they transform?

Ok so look at who are the strongest espers, they are all espers who have had their powers for a long time and clearly have trained those powers apong with studying them in some cases, theres this implication in the lore that an esper can gradually unlock more and more power with enough time and practice right? Where am I going with this? What if Freddy simply has never truly explored his powers?

From what we know Freddy has been an esper for at least 9 years however from his divinate, old official posts and in the beta we also know he has always been very physical when it came to fights and he centers his attention on getting stronger. I believe once he transformed he only cared about the boost in physical strength it gave him, he simply never bothered to explore what else he can do because he wanted to keep bashing things with his own hands(paws). He definitely tested at first just how strong and durable he was at first but I seriously doubt he ever cared to find out what else he could do and thus never fully developed as an esper.

Just think about it, most espers are always doing magical stuff, most espers seem to not rely much on the physical boost esperhood grants them but they use both that and the divine energy they were given while Freddy relies almost exclusively on his physical prowess and at most the only fantastical thing he does are those blue lights that come from him in some occasions

Anyways theres my combulated way of saying Freddy is a jobber both gameplay and lorewise

[tvs-coach]

A special request from @thelaststarman ! "Pratt Out Of Hell" from Spitting Image Series 15 Episode 6. A parody of the Meatloaf classic, "Bat Out Of Hell"

[brazen-art]

belated but polished Art Fight attack on @ambathy

all this drama for what is essentially just a sibling bitch fight,

[quiet-art-kid]

a lil treat for the fanom

[herringstrait]

Nagumo's brain plays self-sabotage 5D multiverse time travel chess, but Akao shoves him backwards flat onto the game table, knocking all the pieces off, and screws him until he can't think coherently anymore.

[kogiopsis]

Mahri Laidir + most in-character lines

Bonus: you thought Thedas didn't have guns? Think again...