#naughty turtle though........

[paperlovesadness]

yes yes new music, yes, fun, truly life-changing & I can't breathe

But can we also aknowledge this?? Because mhm, he does use that emoji and word a lot. But who do we know that called him specifically a naughty turtle???

I can barely take this (I'm very dramatic right now, bear with me)

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Rafe was so hot this season. Need more of him plsss Can you do Topper sister reader getting caught touching herself and then they start sexting and she ask him to fuck her? reader is 18, of course!

I have a few more Rafe requests in the work. Please keep them coming, I miss this man (and JJ!!)

Warnings: 18+, smut, brother’s best friend, sexting, daddy kink, protected p + v, 

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Rafe never bought your sweet and innocent bullshit you put up in front of people. He knew that under your appearance, under the preppy clothes, the big doe eyes and the angelic laugh, you were anything but innocent. 

Him and Topper have been friends for over ten years, and have been hanging out almost everyday. He watched you grow two feet taller, and when your little girl body turned into a woman’s. He saw you. He studied you. 

It wasn’t until that afternoon the boys came back from the golf course that Rafe had his confirmation. Topper told him to use your bathroom since the main one was being reconstructed, thinking you weren’t home, but when Rafe walked into your room, he saw you naked on your bed, humping your pillow. It wasn’t just any pillow. It was the one with the face on it — a pillow pet, you had called it. The nose of the turtle was rubbing perfectly on your clit, drawing out the softest whimpers and mewls. 

He watched for a few seconds in silence as you rocked down on the pillow back and forth, a smirk curling on his lips. 

‘’Having fun here?’’ he said in a teasing tone, snapping you out of your bubble.

‘’What the fu—’’ You turned around, startled, and saw Rafe standing in your doorway. ‘’Rafe! What are you doing in my room?’’ 

‘’Just needed the bathroom,’’ he explained. His eyes trailed down your body, seeing it for the first time. ‘’Didn’t know you were busy.’’

You threw a plushie at him, hitting him square in the chest. ‘’Get out!’’ 

Rafe laughed and obeyed, closing the door behind him. ‘’If you want to do some naughty things and not get caught, you should lock the door.’’ 

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Since that afternoon, Rafe couldn't help but shift his eyes to you whenever you were around. Now that he knew what was underneath the skirts and girls tops, his imagination had free rein. He was careful, though, making sure your brother never caught on —Topper would kill him if he knew the things he was thinking about you. He made it crystal clear to Rafe and Kelce: you were off-limits.

You didn’t care about your brother’s rule though. Rafe was your brother’s hot best friend. Every girl in Kildare was begging to get in his pants — and now you got it too. But it didn’t cross your mind until the other day when he walked in your room. Maybe it was because you’d always known him, seen him as a kind of second big brother. But now? That image had changed, and there was no going back.

One evening, Rafe was hanging in his bedroom, ready to go out with nowhere to go since Kelce had bailed on him for a Tinder hook up. The asshole. Rafe was annoyed, but there was nothing he could say to make Kelce choose beers over sex. To be fair, He would choose sex too.  

He had texted Topper, but he was at Ruthie’s, which meant Rafe was completely on his own tonight. He’ll probably smoke a bit of weed and watch some porn later, a cozy evening. But Wheezie was still home and Rafe promised her he had quit smoking. 

As he waited, his phone buzzed on his bed where he left it. Rafe picked it up, confused when he had received a picture from an unknown number. It was a faceless girl in a delicate sheer pink cami, and her tits looked fantastic. He frowned as he typed ‘who’s that?’. Must be a mistake.

A reply came five seconds later.

You: You don’t recognize my tits Rafey?

Instantly, he knew it was you. It was a nickname you gave him when you were younger. No one but you called him that — Rafey. 

Rafe: How did you get my number?

You: Stole it from Top’s phone 🤭

Rafe: Naughty girl 

You: Did you like it?

Rafe: Like what?

You: My pic! 📸

You: [picture attached]

It wasn’t the same picture. Not exactly. This time, your sheer cami was pulled up and your tits were completely out. 

Rafe cursed and ran a hand through his hair. How did that happen? It was clear that you sent this picture with the intention of initiating something with him. But why was this happening now? What made you go and send him a picture of your tits tonight? You never flirted with him before, or showed signals that you were interested. 

He reached down to rub himself over his pants as he typed a reply. 

Rafe: Fuck those are nice 🥵 

You: They’re cold…🧊❄️ Can you come warm them up? 

Rafe had to do a double take when he read your message to make sure he hadn’t misread it. Can you come warm them up? It was right there on his phone screen. He looked down at his pants, tented and tight, and groaned. He wasn't sure if he should go through with this or not. Did he want to go to you? Absolutely. Should he break his best friend’s trust for a good fuck? 

Rafe: As long as you warm me up too. 

He sent a picture of his tented pants, which he was incredibly hard under.

You: Waiting for you 💕 

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When he arrived, Rafe turned off the truck’s headlights and made sure the neighbors didn't see him. The lady that lived in front of the Thornton house was a country club member and loved to spread gossip around. It wasn’t unusual for him to be at the Thornton’s, but Topper’s truck was not in the driveway. 

The last thing he needed was her spying through her curtains. 

You were sitting on your bed in a pair of panties your mom didn’t know you owned and your pink cami, waiting for Rafe to show up. Tannyhill was seven minutes away, he shouldn’t be long.

‘’Hi, Rafey,’’ you greeted with the most innocent smile and doe eyes.

Rafe shook his head, tsking. ‘’Uh, uh. Don’t play that game with me.’’ 

Your lips curled into a smile. ''Took you long.''

He rolled his eyes. ‘’What’s the hurry? Are your parents coming home soon?’’ 

You shook your head. ‘’I’m just so fucking horny.’’ 

Rafe laughed out loud. He never heard you speak like that, so raunchy and bold. 

You stood on your knees and lifted your cami off, leaving you topless. Your nipples were peaked and pretty, as if greeting Rafe. ''Are you gonna come and warm them up?''  

No need to ask twice. Rafe pulled you onto his lap and put his large hands on you, groping and playing with your tits. His calloused fingers kneaded into the soft flesh expertly. He found your hardened nipples, pinching and rolling them between his thumbs and forefingers, causing you to whimper at the sensation. 

‘’You like when I give your tits attention, uh?’’ he murmured, his breath hot against your skin.

You nodded, shifting so your needy cunt would come in contact with Rafe’s rock hard erection. He noticed what you were trying to do, and a smirk played on his lips before he attached them to your neck. 

‘’Can't get enough?’’ Rafe asked between kisses. ‘’Didn’t know you were such a needy little thing.’’ His hips rocked up into yours, grinding his thick cock against your clothed cunt. 

The friction sent sparks of pleasure shooting through your body, making you whimper and cling to his shoulders. ‘’Rafe.’’ 

‘’I'm going to fuck this sweet cunt until you can't walk straight,’’ he promised darkly, nipping over the sensitive spot where your pulse raced, making you gasp and arch into him. 

You’ve thought a lot about Rafe touching you these past days. You knew from overheard conversations with the boys — and talks around the island — and that he was experienced, that he knew how to please a girl. He had a reputation. And goddamn he didn’t disappoint. 

One of his hands left your breasts to slide down your stomach, slipping beneath the waistband of your panties to rub over your folds...which were slick with arousal. Rafe groaned. ''Fuck, you're already soaked.'' He rubbed slow circles over your clit, feeling how swollen it had gotten. ''Did you grind on that turtle of yours before I arrived? Turtles are an endangered species or some shit, can’t torture them like that.’’ 

A laugh bubbled out. ‘’Rafe…’’ 

‘’What?’’ 

‘’Don’t want you to make me laugh. Want you to fuck me,’’ you said, looking right into his blue eyes. 

Rafe raised an eyebrow, holding your gaze. ‘’You want my cock, babygirl? Want me to fill this pussy up real good?’’ His fingers dipped lower, teasing your entrance before pushing inside. 

Your walls clenched around him. 

‘’Rafe…’’ you whined again. 

‘’Okay, okay.’’ He kissed your jawline sweetly, then removed his hand from your panties and swiftly stripped them down your legs. ‘’Might keep these as a keepsake,’’ he joked, holding your lacy thong.  

If you hadn’t been so horny, you would have argued with him to get it back — you didn’t have many and you really liked this pair  —, but all you could think about was the beast in Rafe’s pants pounding into you and making you scream. He could get you on your fours like a dog or fold you like a little pretzel if he wished. 

You just needed him.

You reached for his belt and worked to unbuckle it, but Rafe pushed you back and told you to bend over your vanity. His request surprised you, but you complied. The cool air on your wet cunt made you shiver. You never tried that position before. 

You could hear the sound of Rafe undressing — the rustling of fabric, the undoing of a zipper and the clinking of his belt buckle on the floor. You wanted to look at him — at his cock, more precisely —, but he was already behind you, a hand on your back, making you lean down lower, and nudged your legs further apart. 

The air leaked out of your lungs in a squeaky rush when he pressed the tip, gently tearing through your tight walls. The sensation had you gripping the edge of your vanity. 

‘’You okay, baby?’’ he asked with genuine concern in his voice. 

You nodded. ‘’Y-yeah.’’ 

Once the first uncomfortable thrusts passed, you forgot about the initial pain and felt the pleasure flow through your body. Rafe gripped your hips tighter, fingers digging into your soft skin as he picked up pace. The vanity creaked, a rhythmic beat that matched your increasingly frantic movements.

Your tightness enveloped him like a vice as he pounded into you mercilessly. Christ, you felt incredible. Each deep stroke dragged a gasp from your lips, and he reveled in the sounds of pleasure you made.

''You feel so fucking good, baby,'' he grunted, gripping your hips and digging his fingers into your soft flesh. ''Is this what you wanted when you stole my number through Topper's phone? For me to fuck your tight cunt?'' 

Tears were pricking your eyes, your mouth hanging open while wanton sounds kept spilling out. ''Yes, Daddy!'' you uttered out.

The word slipped without noticing, sending a jolt straight to Rafe’s cock, making him throb inside you. ‘’That's it, baby,’’ he growled, even more turned on. ‘’Let Daddy know how much you love being fucked.’’

He pistoned into you harder, the force causing your breasts to bounce with each thrust. The obscene slapping of skin against skin echoed through the room, adding to the soundtrack of your other sounds. It looked like a scene straight from a spicy booktok romance.

Rafe brought a hand around your neck, forcing you to look up. “Look at yourself.”

You lifted your eyes to the reflection in the mirror. It was a view that was erotic. Seeing yourself nude and flushed along with him, and feeling it at the same time was nearly mesmerizing. The look on your face was hazy, strained, and blissful, eyes half-lidded and lips parted. You locked eyes with Rafe through the mirror, and he kissed below your ear.

Behind you, sweat was sticking to Rafe’s smooth chest, but he didn't slow down. He must have really good stamina. You locked eyes with him through the mirror, and he kissed below your ear. 

‘’Are we putting on a good show?’’ he asked, his voice hoarse and low. His words made your cunt clench around Rafe like a vice. He threw his head back with a groan, his whole body tightening. ''Fuck, you're gonna cut my blood flow if you keep squeezing me like that.''

You wanted to stop, but you couldn’t. You had lost all control of your body, gasping and clenching and rutting hard against Rafe until you came with a drawn-out moan. You shivered through your orgasm and Rafe's steady thrusts. 

When he started to shake, you swallowed hard and found your voice. ‘’Come on, Rafey. Fill me up. Cum deep in my pussy, Daddy!’’ 

That pushed him over the edge, his whole body spasming, cock forced all the way in and filling up the condom. Your chest heaving, trying to catch a breath as he rode out the high, grunts and groans leaving his lips. 

You've never heard anything sexier. 

When he was finished, Rafe pulled out and stepped back, leaving alone on your wobbly legs. You started to lose balance, and quickly grabbed the vanity's edge.

‘’Shit, you good?’’ Rafe asked, his tone hovering between concern and smug satisfaction.

You gave a small nod. You just needed to sit. 

His eyes scanned slowly down your body. ''Fucked you that good, uh?'' he said with a smirk, teasing. 

You shot him a playful glare, going to sit on your bed. ‘’Fuck you, Cameron.’’ 

Rafe laughed as he removed and tossed the condom in your trash. ‘’Just did, Princess.’’ 

God. Could he be more exasperating?

He checked on the way back, reading something that made him frown. ‘’Eh, I gotta go.’’

‘’Now?! We just fucked.’’ 

Although this was a casual fuck and that it’s usually how it ends, you didn’t want him to leave right after. You didn’t expect him to cuddle, but you had hoped he would stay a little. To talk or watch something on Netflix. 

Rafe dressed quickly, explaining that Wheezie needed to drive her to her friend’s house because Rose’s car was not starting. 

Before exiting your room, he called your name. ‘’You sound so pretty when you cum.''

Your cheeks flushed and you hid your face with a pillow. ''Rafe...'' 

The corners of his lips curved into a smug smile. He wasn’t done. ‘’Oh, and I liked when you called me Daddy. It's hot.''

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[dilucsflame33]

I just had this idea! Though um if you up for it. It can be NSFW. Its how the turtles will react to an innocent S/o who unknowingly made a naughty joke. She never makes these jokes as she had no idea how!. Also she had accidentally texted the joke!.

Well oops on her part👀

This be how they react after that almost awkward text chat when she arrives at the lair. Thats all i can think of for now. This is gonna be good. Work your magic!

Innocent Turned Naughty 🔥

Ohh, honey, I have been waiting for this! I decided to do it head cannon style, so we're going with that. I hope this to your liking. Some of these aren't really jokes, just messages that could go into two ways. Obviously they took it to the deep end because they're men. 😂

🔞 Warning 🔞 NSFW 18+ Only

Dirty talk and some crack because we all need humor. 👌🏻

Your turtle terrapin was relaxing in the lair when his phone buzzed at a random. He would usually do his favorite type of activity during these times, so relaxing on the couch was a new norm he would get used to.

When he opened the message, however, was when his eyes widened at the message you've just sent to him.

• "Wanna go to the dojo and give me a private lesson?"

• Mouth dropped, eyes wide

• Went complete shut down

• This poor man doesn't know what to do

• But he will admit that he's intrigued

• You are his innocent, little blossom. Why did that line made his heart race?

• He doesn't text back

• That man calls!

• When you picked up, however, you were all cheerful as ever.

• "You do realize what you have done, right?"

• Confusion on your end, until he told you about the message you've sent. You started panicking.

• "O-Oh, my gosh, I am so sorry! I was actually wanting to do some training since you have an off day. So I thought that you could teach me."

• Awkwardness falls.

• Leo rubbed his face, completely embarrassed about thinking of such things of you like this.

• "I apologize, blossom. I kind of went to the deep end." He chuckled nervously as he looked around the room, hoping no one heard their conversation.

• "Oh, no, you're fine! I mean," you paused as you brought up the last bit of courage you have. "I was actually like to have a lesson, if you know what I mean." He could hear that teasing tone, even though your voice wavered a bit.

• *Que Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen* Mother, I've just killed a man.

• He took in a deep breath, exhaled slowly. "I was going to let you off the hook but, since my little one wants to tease, I expect you down here in 20 minutes. Do you understand me?"

• He laughed when he heard you scurrying around your apartment. This is going to be fun.

• "Bench press me?"

• The man was shooketh to the core!

• Had to placr his phone down just so he could breathe.

• That text can go into different ways and he's thinking of the naughty kind.

• Oh, he can bench press you alright. He'll press you into a mating press, that's what he will do!

• Another vibration was heard and he looked the text. It was from you.

• "I'm so embarrassed. I just realized on what it sounds like and I'm so sorry!"

• He ain't having it. Oh, heck naw! You've poked the bear and you're gonna get the grizzly.

• Eat you up until there's nothing left, babe!

• He called you.

• "H-Hello?" You spoke with uncertainty. He hasn't responded until he called. You're a little nervous right now.

• "What kind of pressing are we talking about here? Cause all I'm thinking of is you, in a mating press, and you screaming my name until my brothers complain about the noise."

• You've just died happy.

• "Teach me some anatomy, love? 🥰"

• Donnie raised a brow as he read the message you've just sent.

• Anatomy, huh?

• "Which part of anatomy?" He replied back as he continued to read until you've messaged him back.

• "Reproductive system."

• His brain short suricated.

• "And the muscles and tendons. To see what they do if they go passed their limits."

• Oh, he's trying so hard not to go to the deep end. But it's hard to when the conversation is like this!

• He called.

• "Darling," he replied when you've picked up his call. "Re-read what you've just said to me."

• You were confused until you've spoke the message out loud. He can't help but smirk when he heard your voice being covered by your hands. "Now, to answer your question. I will teach you, but it's best if I could demonstrate. If you don't mind."

• He laughed when he heard you scream out away from the phone. Oh, this is entertaining.

• "Which type do you prefer? Sweet or spicy?"

• Mikey pondered in thought. "I like sweet!"

• "Sweet is nice, but I like to have some spicy. ^^"

• Oh, you all know where this is going.

• This man has a dirty mind, so don't be surprised when he replied something naughty in return.

• "Ooh, spicy, huh? I will definitely spice things up, if you know what I mean." He sent a smirking emoji after that.

• You were a blushing mess when he sent that smirk emoji.

• "That's not what I meant!" You replied with a blush.

• Mikey chuckled as he called you.

• When you answered however, he groaned deep from within his chest. "Angel, if you want spicy, I definitely got the spice! Come over here and have a taste!"

• But what shocks him was when you replied back.

• "Oh, really? You're big talk, baby. Give it to me then."

• Now it's his turn to blush. He didn't expect you to counter back like that.

• "Come over and I will!" He challenged.

• He could hear keys and a door slam. Oh, you're serious!

• Let's just say the man rushed to his room and done a quick clean up.

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🔞 REBLOGS ONLY, NO REPOST 🔞

[our-happygirl500-fan]

In regards to the original plans for season 3 of Rise, we know that the general outline of the plot of season 3 was that the Turtles find out that they have two more siblings & members of the Rise team have implied that Big Mama’s assistant was one of the missing turtle siblings.

Something that I have been wondering about though is whether or not Big Mama’s assistant is aware that she might be related to the Turtles.

Draxum: The mighty Lou Jitsu, with his DNA I could create warrior beats to protect our people but Big Mama refuses to part with him even though he hasn’t fought in ages!

It’s likely that Big Mama knows or at least suspects that her assistant was made from Splinter’s DNA before Draxum sent Huginn & Muninn to kidnap Lou Jitsu, Draxum had  actually been trying to get Big Mama to /give/ him Lou Jitsu meaning that Draxum was probably Big Mama’s prime suspect when Splinter disappeared from his cell.

It’s might be likely that Big Mama actually found her assistant when trying to get Lou Jitsu back from Draxum’s lab only to find a destroyed lab & a baby turtle left behind in the wreckage.

Big Mama: Snuggle muffin beefcake! Where did you hear that naughty little nickname rat man?

Another piece of evidence that suggests that Big Mama knows or at least suspects that her assistant was made from Splinter’s DNA is in the episode Many Unhappy Returns we see Big Mama’s assistant appear for the first time after Splinter uses Big Mama’s old nickname for him.

In Many Unhappy Returns Big Mama agrees to meet Splinter & Leo after learning that they have a connection to Lou Jitsu & she might have decided to bring along her assistant due to her assistants own connection to Lou Jitsu.

However even though Big Mama might know or suspect that her assistant was made from Lou Jitsu DNA it’s unknown whether or not Big Mama’s assistant herself knows of her own connection to Splinter & the Turtles

Though Big Mama’s assistant was in the same alleyway with the rest of the Hamato Clan at the end of the episode Many Unhappy Returns she didn’t interact with any of them outside of nearly hitting Leo in the head when she was sealing away the Shredder.

If Big Mama’s assistant knew that the Turtles were her siblings you would think that she would show more of a reaction when around them, though there could be the argument that Big Mama’s assistant knows that the Turtles are her siblings & simply just doesn’t care.

[silentwhispofhope]

*Limping to your request box* I MISSED YOU AND I WANT TO GIVE YOU AN IDEA FILLED WITH FLUFF!! Is it okay to request?

💞[Skin Writing/Drawing Soulmate AU]✍️ 🖌️ - Reader is an artist and constantly draws many art in their skin because it's just so satisfying! Their soulmate Vash feels appreciated, in love, and beautiful whenever Reader's drawing appear on his skin. Their art just gives him a reason to love his skin despite skin scars 🥺 🖋️ - Reader does calligraphy, and they sometimes quote the bible doing it cause why not? Soulmate Wolfwood just looks with a soft, maybe teasing smile as he sees his soulmate's work. 😎 📜 - Reader is a poet and they randomly have ideas and prompt all throughout the day, so they grab a pen and start writing all the poetry from their head. Soulmate Knives who's intellectual and curious admires whenever his soulmate's writing appear on his skin, he just covers it from others eyes because pest don't deserve to see this beauty. 🌱

YOU CAN PICK TWO OUT OF THE THREE!! IT'S YOUR CHOICE MY FRIEND!!! 😍💝💌

- Sugar Plum Anon 💟

A/N: Just for you Sugar Plum Anon, I’ll do all three <3 I do hope you’re alright though! Please do stay safe! Since I’m doing all three, I hope you’re alright with headcanons instead of normal lil’ one shots. :)

Skin Writing/Drawing Soulmate AU Headcanons

Vash

He was absolutely scared out of his mind when he first saw the ink appear on his skin. He even went as far as to try to scrub his skin raw, and the ink was still fresh as ever. Poor blondie is wondering how the hell something like this is happening.

Meanwhile, you’re doodling like there’s no tomorrow with your ballpoint pen, tracing the outlines of your veins and doodling smiling faces.

Over time, Vash learns to just accept the random appearance and disappearance of drawings across his body. At the end of the day, it’s like a fun little game to see what’s been sketched on him underneath his turtle neck.

It takes a while for Vash to realize that it’s his soulmate doodles appearing on his skin. Warmth floods his heart each time he thinks of this, causing him to lovely trace the marks across his own skin.

He would laugh sometimes at the sudden ink smear appearing on his skin before new sketch marks appeared, your work hypnotizing him. He especially loved when you used different colors, almost painting his skin like a canvas. Eventually, he makes the move to respond.

So imagine your surprise when you find a poorly drawn flower appear on your skin. Ensue the same panic Vash experienced when you remembered you didn’t draw that.

Wolfwood

Scrubbing his skin did nothing. Seeing the scripture on his forearm made him wonder if he had perhaps gotten too drunk the night before and had gotten a tattoo.

The fancy calligraphy was choice, especially with that proverb. For the lips of the adulterous woman drop honey, and her speech is smoother than oil. Wolfwood decided that there could be worse things etched into his skin from that old religion.

You, on the other hand, were giggling to yourself. Oh, the irony of something appearing to beautiful but naughty. A snort escapes from one of your nearby friends.

He didn’t put anymore thought into it until the next day when the ink disappeared. Lowkey, thought he was super dehydrated for him to imagine that, but nope, even after drinking tons of water, the ink was no longer on his skin.

Cue some praying. He nearly has a heart attack when more ink appears on his skin. He has to go back to the orphanage and ask the elders for help on understanding the situation. Turns out it’s a soulmate thing, one which they didn’t even bother to mention until now.

Overtime, he appreciates the calligraphy he appears on his skin, particularly when new motifs appear. Wolfwood liked seeing you test new things and watch as the ink appear on his skin.

However, he was very glad to wear long sleeves when you would write down a particularly dirty proverb like 5:19. He would always end up blushing a bright red like a tomato, a huge contrast to his normal, stoic personality.

Imagine, your surprise when you notice fresh ink on your skin. For your ways are in the full view of the LORD in basic script.

Knives

He almost didn’t see the script appear on his arms, the ink nearly blending into his suit and pale skin. His fingers traced the letters he could make out. Knives immediately knew what this meant, it was his soulmate reaching out- most likely not knowing what was happening.

He tried to ignore it the best he could and kept himself covered with his cloak. Having someone would just drag him down, make it harder to reach his goal of eradicating humanity. However, his curiosity got the best of him.

Taking another look, the bleach blond quickly recognized the letters as chords with their denoted accidentals. Luckily for him, he new how to play. It was child’s play, really.

Meanwhile, your trying to understand how to play different songs only by listening too them. You were too stubborn to look them up, very confident in your ability.

And so it became a pattern for him to decipher your song you had written on his arm. He would spend hours playing the piano, watching the notes on his arm be crossed out and replaced. The composition rarely stayed imprinted on his skin for longer than a day.

Often, Knives would see lyrics being written with the chords. A little artist are we now? His small joke to himself caused a small smile. He would end up humming them, his low voice cutting through the air. It was for the sake of rhythm, he told himself.

Imagine your surprise when you saw a new. mark you knew you hadn’t inscribed into your skin, a word marked out for another.

[itz-me-brett-duh]

🩵Those🩵Damn🩵Lil🩵Blue🩵Pajamas🩵 ❤️🐢

(Side note: Despite the blue, this is a Raphael story, not a Leonardo one 😶. Raphael x Reader. Mature audiences only, everyone is 18+)

The turtles had just gotten back from their latest steak out, and Raph and Leo were already fighting about something. You knew you had to find a way to make them stop.

You also knew it wasn’t a good idea to put yourself between them. They were too busy sizing each other up to notice you. You could easily get hit. Not on purpose of course. But even though you knew the risk, as their swearing got increasingly more aggressive, you butted your way in.

Planting a firm hand on each their plastron you tried to push them away from one another. “Raphael! What’s…going on?” You managed to get his attention, while still speaking gently to him.

“Nothing! It doesn’t matter that much anyway…” his eyes intensely glared at Leo as he started to turn away.

He hurriedly walked away from Leo. His pace fast and weighted with rage. You basically had to run to catch up to him. As you both rounded a corner you reached out and snatched one of his muscular arms. Your hands made their way down to pry open and unfold his balled fist.

His fiery eyes met your concerned gaze, as he stole a glance at your hands on his.

“Raph…do you…do you wanna talk about it?”

His jaw clenched as he noticed your cute little tank top and shorts. Normally he liked seeing your ass peak out behind a thin peice of fabric. Normally, if you wore other colors it wouldn’t bother him. Red looked the best on you of course, but he didn’t mind if you wore one of his brother’s colors. Any color looked good on you.

But tonight, seeing you in those little sky blue pajamas, sparked a jealous rage inside of him. Stupid fucking Leo! His scowl got scowlier. Before you could say anything else, he picked you up and tossed you over his shoulder.

“Ya had to wear those damn lil blue pajamas!” He hissed into the side of your hip.

You shrieked as his movements gradually grew in aggressiveness. He angrily slammed the door to his room and threw you on the bed. Without a word, but with a growl he tore off your pajamas like they were made of nothing.

“Ya had so much blue on, but know yer all naked…might have make ya turn all red!”

He sat down, pulling you across his lap. He rubbed and squeezed your fat juicy ass.

All of a sudden his hand shot up and right back down again, with a firm hard smack. It stung. Oh. My. God. It fucking stung! You cursed but all that came out were incoherent high pitched noises. You wiggled and writhed, but you were totally helpless underneath his immense strength. Finally, after the initial sting went away it felt numb and…mmmmm.

And just just as sudden as before, he did again. Harder this time. You squeaked, he groaned and let out a low chuckle. He swatted at your ass a few more times for good measure. After all, you were so very naughty.

“Mmmmm…such a beautiful shade on ya. Let me see yer pretty lil face…so cute….” His hand wrapped around your throat, supporting your chin as you stared exhaustedly up at him.

You bit your lip and sighed. He was so hot and he always seemed to be getting even hotter.

Both sets of your cheeks displayed a nice bright pink. He groped your burning ass. He moaned as he shifted under you. It was then that you felt him. Felt just how hard he was getting from spanking you. From punishing you.

He pulled you upright by your hair, and sat you on his lap to face his intense gaze. He kissed you. Hard. He forcefully pulled you into him. His tongue swirling around yours like some sort of intimate dance. His mouth and teeth scraping down to the pulse of your neck. Traveling to your collarbone. Licking and sucking gently, until biting down hard just above your breast.

Leaving a big red swollen mark, just enough to make the skin not bleed, but leave a bruised claim on your body. That was when you knew you were in for it rough the rest of the night.

[zoeykallus]

Tech’s reaction to the fem!reader pointing up the finger and saying “ I suggest “ before tech opens his mouth every time.

😂 okay, let's go! Sorry for the naughty part, my mind went down strange roads again.

Tech x Fem!Reader - Quirks, Insolence And Weak Knees

Fluff/Annoyed Tech/Flustered Tech/Pre Relationship/Suggestive/Sexual Content/Fingering/18+

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You like traveling with the guys from Bad Batch, you always experience something new, it hardly ever gets boring. But you like one of them in particular, Tech. For fun, and maybe because you want his attention and to draw him out, you've picked up a few of his quirks.

Of course, that doesn't go unnoticed.

Hunter says, "We're running low on fuel-"

You push in front of Tech who is about to open his mouth, raise your finger as he usually does and say, "I suggest we fly to Tattooine, we should still have enough fuel for that. We can refuel there."

Tech, who has noticed several times now that you are imitating him, feels a certain frustration coming on, but doesn't quite know how to deal with it yet and remains silent. But you hear him behind you snorting in annoyance.

You turn to him with a smile, but he avoids your gaze and retreats. You do it again and again, beating him to it, your finger raised and copying his behavior. You hardly miss an opportunity. Tech is getting less and less comfortable with it, and yet he hasn't said a word until now.

When you're alone on the Marauder, and he asks you something, you raise your finger again, but his somber look makes you pause in mid-motion.

Tech says angrily, "Stop this insolence at once! I know why you're doing this, you're copying me to make fun of me, my…. Behaviors, my quirks. I really don't appreciate that! You of all people."

Gritting his teeth, he turns away and continues working, his movements jerky and his shoulders stiffening. You've never seen Tech angry before. But it's more than anger, there's something else, he's hurt, you realize. You really didn't mean for this to happen, not at all.

"Tech," you say softly.

"I don't want to communicate with you right now," he returns tersely, "I'd prefer it if you left me alone to work in peace."

"Please, I'm sorry. Hurting you was not my intention."

"You of all people," he mutters to himself again. A little more clearly, he asks, "Then what was your intention?"

He doesn't look at you though, keeps working.

"It was just fun, I do it now and then with people I like, there is no negative motive behind it. But tell me, what do you mean by 'me of all people'?"

You see him hunch his shoulders as if to retreat into his armor like a turtle.

"I don't think it matters anymore," he says softly.

You ask him gently, "Are you sure about that?"

You hear him sigh, then very slowly his shoulders sink again. Tech's movements become a little quieter, but he still doesn't turn around as he says, "I um, thought you liked me and I noticed I liked you too. Sometimes my knees go weak when you smile at me, in that one way. But then you started making fun of me and… well, that was awkward, to say the least."

You say softly with a smile, "I really like you, that's why I imitated you. I wanted your attention. In hindsight, I realize that was completely silly, and obviously it gave the wrong impression.

Tech cautiously glances over his shoulder.

"You really like me?"

You nod with a smile.

"Indeed."

With his index finger he adjusts his goggles, he looks at you relieved but also thoughtful, his amber eyes look so huge behind the lenses.

"How do we deal with this? What is our next course of action regarding this issue?"

Still smiling, you slowly raise your finger and say, "I suggest we drop everything for now, retire to one of the bunks, and cuddle and kiss."

Tech's ears turn red.

He clears his throat and says, "I um, like that suggestion."

His heart is up to his neck, just like yours. He lets you lead him to your bunk, watching you take off your shoes and climb in. He nervously tugs at his armor before doing the same. As you begin to take off the armor plates of his gear, he holds perfectly still, as if frozen in place.

"You seem nervous," you say softly.

"Maybe, a little," he admits.

"We're just going to cuddle and make out, I'm just going to take the armor off you, so it's more comfortable, I'm not going to undress you completely".

He clears his throat and says, "That sounds…. reasonable"

You realize how reserved and cautious Tech usually is when it comes to contact with other people, you suspect he won't or can't jump in fully right away, perhaps has no experience.

Finally, the last plate of armor has fallen and you snuggle together. Tech is very cautious, a little reserved, but also curious. When your lips touch, the kiss is very chaste at first. Very slowly, Tech feels his way forward. His heart is hammering so hard in his chest that you can feel it pressed so close to him, against yours.

He takes a breath now and then, as if he were about to drown. Tech is very excited, nervous and at the moment he can not hide it. As your tongue glides over his lower lip, he lets out a stuttering breath, heat rushes to his loins and his cock grows to full length under the fabric of his blacks.

He can't organize his thoughts properly, your body heat, your closeness, the touch of your lips and tongue, keeps throwing everything into confusion.

You lie on your sides, pressed close together, one of your legs hooks around his waist, and quite automatically his pelvis nestles between your thighs. Finally, his tongue feels its way to yours, each velvety collision a shower of signals flooding his body and yours. Automatically you move together, friction arises. By now you've long felt how hard he is through the thin fabric of your clothes.

The heat of the moment carries Tech away, a shiver runs through his body, the friction is too much stimulation, he clings his arms around you, almost like a drowning man to a piece of driftwood, as an orgasm overtakes him and he cums still almost fully clothed.

He breaks away from the kiss, almost startled, stammering an apology, but he's still clinging to you.

"That's okay, I'll take that as a compliment," you say softly.

He licks his lips nervously.

You ask him, "Do you want to maybe do something more?"

Tech hesitates before answering, "My body clearly wants more, but my mind says I'm not ready yet."

You smile and kiss his chin.

"That's perfectly fine"

After a moment of silence he asks, "But you haven't had an orgasm, have you?"

"Not yet," you say with a smirk.

Tech takes off one of his gloves and asks, "I may not be ready for deeper sexual contact yet, but would you allow me to touch you, to provide you some relief as well?"

"Meaning?"

"You know I gather information like a sponge, I read a lot, do a lot of research."

His gloveless hand, carefully opens your pants.

"May I?" he asks again, "I'm curious if I'm capable of doing this".

You say with a racing pulse, "Go ahead."

Just the thought of feeling his long, deft fingers so intimately makes your panties damp. He pulls your pants a bit off your hips to get better access, then his fingertips feel along the waistband of your panties. Each touch a small pulse that pulses impatiently between your thighs.

Slowly, tenderly, his fingers slip under the fabric and move further down toward your moist heat. Tech lets out a stuttering breath as his fingers touch your most intimate regions, sliding through your folds. It's so warm, velvety soft and wet.

"This wetness comes from sexual arousal, doesn't it?"

You moan softly, from his touch, before answering, "Yes, indeed."

The thought pleases him, that his closeness, his fingers can arouse you. He goes on a tender exploration, his fingertips finally finding what he is looking for, your clit. He first exerts gentle pressure, strokes you. His fingers move further down again, collecting some of your arousal, then he slides his moistened fingertips back to your pearl. He strokes gentle circles around and on the little bundle of nerve endings, slowly applying more pressure, watching in fascination as you squirm in arousal.

The intensity in your pussy increases, it tingles and pulsates, your pussy contracts, but there is nothing for your walls to cling to.

After a while he asks gently, "You seem to be having fun, but it's not enough, is it?"

You pull your panties down, automatically while his fingers continue to dance deftly on your clit, keeping you on the edge of your seat.

"I need something inside me"

"I-inside you?" he asks uncertainly.

Tech looks down at himself, he's already hard again, but still messed up from his own seed and not really ready to take that step yet.

"Okay," he says quietly, "let me try something."

He brings his other hand to his mouth and pulls off his second glove with his teeth, seeing that alone sends renewed pulses through your center making your pussy twitch. You love those wonderful fingers. He lets go of you briefly, gently pulling off your underpants and then your panties. His ears are red, a wet bulge in his crotch. He has never done something so naughty before. He likes it, but he doesn't feel quite up to it yet either, but he wants to give you pleasure. You can't help it that he is so easily overstimulated.

He opens your thighs in front of him with his hands, kneeling between them.

"Please tell me if I go too far or if anything makes you uncomfortable," Tech says urgently.

You promise, "If it does, I will say something".

He nods, looks down and sees your wet flower spread out in front of him. He bites his lower lip, finally the fingers of one hand search for your entrance, gently stroking through your wet folds again until he finds your dripping hole. Carefully he caresses the entrance with two fingertips, first at the edge, then he slowly penetrates further. At the same time, the fingers of his other hand resume their play with your clitoris, in gentle circular motions that slowly increase.

Tech increases the speed and pressure of the massage of your clitoris while at the same time he pushes his fingers deeper into your pussy and begins to pump gently. Satisfied, he sees your reaction, hears your sighs, your moans, sees your fingers digging into the sheet. He feels how your pussy clings to his fingers.

"Fascinating," he says softly.

In the next moment, the time has finally come, the intensity increases and this time you tip over the edge in delight into a glorious orgasm, with Tech's fingers on your clit and in your pussy.

You ask him to stop before he overstimulates you, and he gently withdraws his fingers from you. He is still kneeling in front of you, looking down at you contentedly with a small smile and says, "Those fingers you were making fun of are good for so many things, aren't they?"

You laugh softly and agree with him, "They sure are, Tech."

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[cookieswithay]

One piece stuff! Ace boyfriend headcanons!

Got this idea from a dream! And cause I was watching the Navy vs Pirates war thing...Getting ready to cry. Happy reading😭

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• Kisses:

• Is always kissing you. Lips usually, but your cheeks are always nice. Since you both are powerful and busy, you guys don't get too much time to hang. So you always get passing by pecks. Short and sweet, just how you like 'em.

• But when YOU kiss him, he's gotta stop whatever he's doing. You don't eat his face or anything, but for some reason, it drives him insane. Just having your lips on his for more than 3 seconds is more than enough for him. Heaven forbid you two start making out. It's gets naughty

• Teases:

1. Tickling

• Ace is always finding someway to tickle you. And anywhere. The deck, your room, battle. Anywhere. It's fun to see you jolt, even if he gets whacked by accident. (Some are intentional)

2. Sunbathing

• He became real "interested" in tanning when you joined the crew. At first it was just to fluster you, but it really started doing wonders his complexion. Your eyes and darker skin? A win!

3. Neck noms

• He often catches you with those when your sitting down. It's something about your neck just being out there. Just vulnerable and stuff. He doesn't exactly wanna kiss it, but he doesn't wanna bite it either. And there comes a neck nom.

• Dates

• You guys sadly had to stop going on 'em. Since every pirate that's not part of the worst generation, is a asshole. You guys often get into fights. Though it is fun, you guys usually get scolded by Whitebeard for destroying stuff. So now you guys just have dinners in different quarters.

• Sleeping

• You guys have sleepovers all the time. It doesn't matter who's room it is, just bring a pillow and a blanket! And since you two are both "secretly" immature, pillow fights usually commence. As far as actual sleeping, Ace snoozes in your chest. And you do the same. It's both soft and soothing.

• P.D.A:

• Not so much public, more like on DECK displays of affection. He'll be laying on your lap or you'll be sitting on his. You'll embrace each other, sometimes kiss. You guys are pretty open about loving each other. Though you don't wanna be affectionate in public PUBLIC, Ace can't help but pull you closer by the waist. It's fun to make other people jealous.

• Eating:

• You two are animals at the table. Except, unlike your boyfriend, you don't swallow the bones. (Although fish shells go down rather easily) Anywho, the both of you have a knack for seeking out each other's favorites. So when you meet up, you swap plates. It's fun and saves time. Plus, Ace throws in something different at times. Although you usually don't like them.

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Actually finished this one pretty quickly🤔 Though I'm on a One piece high, I still have some turtle stuff coming up. (And a little Haiyku) Stay cool!😎

Will I ever come back to that Ice skating one? Or my hero academia stuff in general?

[respectthepetty]

Have you ever seen characters change their color code during the series or maybe during different seasons? I mean I have seen and read how colors get mixed when the pairs with different colors fall in love or how the colors get brighter or darker based on character mood or development; but has a character(s) ever not been a singular consistent shade?

Oooohhhh, Anon, I am excited about this question because it is one of the major reasons I love color coding.

TLWR: Yes, some characters have not been a singular consistent shade because colors never lie.

Color coding means we get to see a character's true colors because characters don't really change their color. They hide it, and all examples show that. A few examples exist of characters developing a color as they become more aware of themselves rather than them intentionally hiding it like Aoki's evolving orange as he fell in love in My Love Mix-Up,

Or Diao's blue emerging and overshadowing his yellow as his family's past was revealed in Naughty Babe.

Which is similar to Tai's color in La Pluie combining yellow and blue as he figured out his soulmate business.

but those processes still support the idea that the true color was buried somewhere in them, much like these characters:

Hide and Seek

Vegas (KinnPorsche) and Boston (Only Friends) put on a Green Guy Mask since they wanted to appear as chill guys,

when they were hiding the fact that they were actually Red Rascals.

And vice versa when Jae Young (Semantic Error) posed as a Red Rascal to get under Sang Woo's skin

when he was really a Green Guy.

The entire cast of Pit Babe were or are Reds

and are changing or faking being Blues (I trust NO ONE, especially Charlie, Way, and Jeff!), and even though characters changed from the teaser trailer

the teaser trailer did an excellent job of establishing that deceit.

I think we are getting a similar color narrative in Playboyy where no one's true color is revealed, except Yellow Yal Zouey's

since everyone is hiding something and everyone is a suspect.

And it's also why I already don't trust Mek's character in the upcoming Red Peafowl since all the mafia members are color coded,

yet he wore a neutral color to the meeting even though he is the leader of the Black Turtles.

I'll have to wait until the second part of Shadow airs next week to finalize my theory, but it seems to be showing what can be trusted

and what cannot.

Siwon (Blueming) hid his blue behind a blank white due to being bullied when he was younger

but the blue kept showing up no matter how much he tried to hide it.

Daisy (Secret Crush on You) tried to hide their color

But their friends came in with the solid advice.

Because a person cannot change hide their true color.

It'll always show up.

Eventually.

Because colors never lie. Characters do.

[maretinelli]

LITTLE GENIUS

Jake Peralta X fem!reader

Summary: That night is Jake's day to take care of his daughter at home, the night goes well with cabanas, a parade and sweets before dinner, but before going to sleep, little Peralta asks a question that leaves her father no reaction.

Words: 2.1K+

Warnings: Naughty daddy, marriage, cuteness, happy and mentions of another baby.

Author: Please note that English is not my first language, I apologize if there are any typos or misunderstood slang in the story. And I love writing to Daddy Jake.

MASTERLIST

Jake and Y/n Peralta had been married for 7 years and their daughter had turned 5 a few days ago. They were a happy little family in a large apartment in Brooklyn, close to jobs.

Currently, Y/n was having to do night shifts at 99. Having stayed at home for a few days, taking care of Mackenzie, who had caught a virus at school. And now he was making up for the days he missed.

And of course, if Mom was at work, it was big Daddy Jake who took care of the house and little Mack.

Peralta loved spending time with his wife and daughter, but what he liked the most was when he was alone with Mackenzie, because they could eat all the candy before dinner and make tents with all the blankets in the house on the living room couch. Without Mom complaining about the mess.

And today was one of those days. Y/n had left for work at 7:30 pm, and Jake had arrived about 10 minutes before she left. Which made Mackenzie stay with her father on Friday night.

As usual, Jake and his daughter had fun away from Mom's supervision. They ate candy before dinner, had a fashion show with Y/N's heels, played cops and robbers which made Jake break two picture frames of him and Y/N. And finally, they watched Rapunzel in the blanket hut in the living room.

Anyone outside their circle of friends would say that Jake was a terrible father for letting his daughter do whatever she wanted out of her mother's sight. But that wasn't exactly the case. Mackenzie was a loving, polite and, above all, obedient girl, and since her parents were always working, Jake did this kind of thing so that Mack wouldn't feel left out all the time. Of course, y/n often thought it was an exaggeration on his part, but she knew that deep down he did it to make up for what was missing in his childhood.

It was almost time for Y/n to get home, but Mackenzie was so tired that Jake had taken her to the shower and then to her bed.

"Ready, my little ladybug?" Jake asks his 5-year-old daughter, after covering her with the blanket she had since she was a baby and, incredibly, still covered her completely.

"Yes, yes, daddy!!" She screams happily, even though she's sleepy.

Jake smiles widely.

If Jake were to tell them how much he loved his girls, they would explode with love. If that were physically possible.

"What story will my little one want to hear today?" Jake asks, as he looks at the bookshelf full of children's books.

She was just 5 years old, and loved reading books so much that her aunt Rosa called her Matilda.

And of course, the obsession with reading books was inherited from her mother and the influence of her aunt Amy, who gave Mackenzie books as gifts since she was a baby.

"I don't think any"

"None, Mack?" Jake asked, because every night they had to read at least one chapter of a book to her to sleep. No matter where or how they were. "You love it when Mom and I read to you. What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I wanted to hear a different story today," the little girl explained, as she settled herself under the blanket with her stuffed turtle. "Daddy, could you tell me a story that involves mommy?" She smiled shyly.

Jake is filled with love and smiles.

"You love mommy, don't you?" He kisses her forehead and Mackenzie lets out a cute giggle. "Yeah, I love mommy too." He sighs and lies down next to his daughter. "What story do you want to hear? When mommy and I first met?"

Mackenzie quickly stands up and looks at her father.

"No!" She says, making Jake jump at the tone of her voice.

"No? Why?" He looks a little sad.

"It's just that you and mom have told me so many times that I end up dreaming about the story." She says in a childish way, which makes the comment cute and funny.

Peralta lets out a hearty laugh.

"Okay, little angel. I can tell you another story," he laughs. "That's just my favorite."

Mackenzie lies in her father's arms and Jake strokes her brown hair.

"Can I tell you how I proposed to your mother?"

Mack's eyes widen in curiosity and elation.

"Yes. Please!"

Jake smiles and tells the story.

"It was a cold winter afternoon. We were doing a mission with Aunt Rosa in Canada. Me, mom and Aunt Rosa. We had just arrived at the hotel, all happy to celebrate the arrest of the criminal we were after for about 7 months, so When we entered the hotel hall, we met her other uncles. There, because she was going to ask her mother to marry her and she would love for everyone to be present at that moment, mother, we went for a walk in the garden. He went to the garden before us, to decorate the room to propose to his mother at Christmas that year. As she talked and walked, I knelt down behind her to propose, and as soon as she saw that I didn't. was behind her and everything was decorated romantically, she realized that I was making the proposal. I told her important things, which I remember to this day. But that's a story for another day. She said yes, we got married and two years later we had you, my lucky little one." Jake explains the story briefly and Mackenzie was already breathing deeply, as she was falling asleep.

"It's a beautiful story," she says, her eyes already wide closed.

"Yes, my dear." Peralta smiles and kisses the top of her head. "Now sleep, because tomorrow we let's go out with mom to the park."

"Good night daddy. I love you so much..." Mackenzie says trying to open her arms to show her love, but sleep was winning.

Jake laughs.

"I love you just that much too, baby." Jake kisses her goodnight and before leaving the room, he gathers the dolls and crowns that were scattered on the floor.

Before turning off the light, Mackenzie calls her father.

"Daddy"

"Say, my dear"

"You said I arrived two years after your wedding with Mom," Mackenzie asks, already becoming curious and not understanding.

"That's it," Jake says quietly.

"But daddy, how are babies made?" That was the question Mack asked the most, and it always caught Jake or Y/n off guard.

Jake closes his eyes, trying to remember what he said the first time, so he doesn't confuse the girl's head anymore.

"Through the stork. Remember when Mommy and I told you?"

Mackenzie opens her eyes and frowns.

"It doesn't make sense," she says and Jake waits for her to finish. "If the stork is the one that brings babies to mommies, then what are daddies for?"

This really left Jake speechless.

Mackenzie was only 5 years old and was already a genius, she found a hole in the pathetic plot about babies, storks and mommies.

"Look honey, why don't you go to sleep and ask mommy tomorrow? I'm sure she'll know how to answer you better than I can." Jake lies, because he doesn't know what to do in that situation.

"Okay. Thanks anyway," Mack says, turning to the other side of the bed. "Good night, Dad."

Jake smiles at the brilliant upbringing he and y/n gave her. His job as a father was going better than anyone imagined.

Leaving his daughter's room, Jake goes downstairs to go to the living room to undo the blanket hut he had made with his daughter. Arriving downstairs, he hears the keys unlocking the door and sees his wife entering the apartment.

Jake looks at her, at the clock, and then at his wife again.

"I did so much with Mack today that I didn't even notice the time passing" He smiles, approaching Y/n, who had taken off her coats and left her bag on the nearest table.

"Yeah, I can see that from the super cabin on the couch," she smiles, and Jake kisses his wife.

"How was the shift?"

"It was great, managing to arrest two drug-carrying criminals and then just paperwork. You know" y/n smiles looking into her husband's eyes.

God, how she loved that man.

"What about you guys? What did you do?" She asks, as she pulls out of the hug to take off her shoes and Jake starts to clean up a little mess.

"Same as always. Sweets before dinner," he says and Y/n jokes, rolling her eyes. "Movies, cabin, and today we had a fashion show with your shoes."

Y/n turns to her husband perplexed and starts laughing. Imagining the scene.

"Serious?"

"Total," Jake smiles at his wife, folding the last blanket off the couch. "And guess who had to walk the runway and who had to judge the shoes? Exactly, I had to wear a size 36 heel and I wear a size 42. My toes are crying out for help even now," he grimaces, which is made better by the comment made.

"Oh my God, I wish I could have seen that." Y/n says, laughing so hard.

Jake smiles as he hears the melody of his wife's laughter.

"Mackenzie filmed it. It must be on my phone or on the camera we gave her as a gift. I bet she'll show it to the whole police station when she visits next time."

"Of course she will. She's Jake Peralta's daughter."

Y/n says, sitting next to her husband on the couch. Now free of princess blankets. "She's definitely a daddy's girl."

Jake looks at his wife and jumps on top of her, making her laugh.

"Clearly she is," he kisses y/n's cheek. "Do you know what she told me just now?"

Y/n gets up and fixes her hair, listening to the husband speak.

"I went to put her to bed, and I ended up having to tell her the story of how I proposed to you, because she didn't want to read one of the thousand books she has on the shelf in her room," he says, making y/n smile. "I told her our story, and at the end I even mentioned that she came two years after we got married. So far so good, but when I was about to leave her room, she asked me how babies came. And I said that they came from the stork, as we agreed. She had the ability to say to me, 'If it's the stork that brings babies to mommies, what's the point of daddies?'"

Y/n started laughing so hard, her stomach hurt at the end.

"She found a hole in our pathetic story about storks. I didn't like it." Jake pretends to be offended.

"Oh my God. What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything. I didn't react at the time." Jake gestured with his hands, making Y/n laugh more. "I told her to ask you tomorrow, because I wouldn't know how to answer exactly."

Y/n controls her laughter.

"Now this bomb is mine?" She says jokingly and Peralta, like a shameless guy, nods.

"Of course. You'll have more time to think about the answer." He says, and then moves closer to his wife.

"Okay, I'll fix it tomorrow, in case she asks me," Y/n says, putting her arms around her husband's shoulders. "Now, all my attention is on you," she says, running her thumb over Jake's cheek.

Peralta approaches his wife and lays her down on the sofa, giving her a long, passionate kiss.

"We could order one more for the stork today. What do you think?" Jake hovers over Y/n.

"What do YOU think?" Y/n asks the same question.

"You're the boss!" Jake says sexily.

Y/n gives Peralta a kiss. "Request approved then."

Jake smiles and kisses his wife again.

Author: Please, please, please!! Ask me for stories to write for Jake daddy, please. I love it.

[dorothygale123]

Raise your hand if you've heard of the 4 Guardian Beasts before. Anyone? If you don't, it's cool. That's what learning is for!

Now, anime fans like myself may be more than a little familiar with these guys as they've shown up in more than a few properties (ex. Fushigi Yuugi) but the concept, like many things in Asian culture, was originally Chinese. Also called the 4 Symbols, the 4 Gods, and the 4 Cardinal Creatures in English, the 4 Guardian Beasts are very popular in East Asia. We'll be calling them by their Chinese name, the Sixiang, because it's much shorter than any of their English titles because it's shorter. Do excuse me if I call the beasts themselves by their Japanese names, as it's what I know them best by.

The Sixiang are an astrological concept, with each one governing a portion of the sky. Each of these 4 sections had 7 constellations consisting of parts of the beast that when looked at together shows the beast as a whole. Pretty different from Greek constellations, huh? Anyways, these 28 total constellations were very important to Chinese cosmology as each one was seen as housing a different part of the Heavens, where the gods did their business. Let's take a closer look, shall we?

Azure Dragon/Canglong/Seiryuu, Guardian of the East

Fun fact: back in ye olden days azure was used to describe a shade of green, so while there are many depictions of Seiryuu as a blue dragon a lot of really ancient art paints him green. Surprisingly, he's associates with the element of wood rather than water. His constellations house the Heavenly Gates and several parts of the Jade Emperor's palace (including the stables where a certain naughty monkey did a stint). He's generally seen as the most important member of the group as a result.

White Tiger/Baihu/Byakko, Guardian of the West

As the name suggests, Byakko is a massive white tiger that rules over all other beasts with a terrifying roar. He's said to be in tune with all 5 elements (water, fire, earth, wood, metal) but is most associated with metal. He carries the 'essence of heroes' and means business. His constellations mostly have to do with the Heavenly army, with the prison, garrison, and granary all falling under his purview.

Vermillion Bird/Zhuque/Duzaku, Guardian of the South

Often confused with a Phoenix, Suzaku is actually a distinct creature. The fact that Eastern and Western Phoenix's are very different in concept doesn't help matters, especially since cultural osmosis has led to the Eastern Phoenix becoming more and more similar to it's Western counterpart. Suzaku himself is very similar to a Western Phoenix, being associated with fire and elixirs of immortality. His constellations are very functional, housing heavenly the wells, wardrobes, kitchens, and other such things.

Black Turtle/Xuanwu/Genbu, Guardian of the North

Now I say turtle, but Genbu is a bit more of a dual creature. Sometimes they're 2 animals, a turtle with a serpent on it's back, and others it's a turtle with a long snake-like neck. Sometimes it goes full chimera and is a turtle with a snake for a tail, head included. No matter which way you slice it though, Genbu is some mix of snake and turtle. Naturally, it gets associated with the element of water. Sometimes it's even credited as once having been the turtle that carried the floating city of Penglai (which I'll get to eventually). Genbu's constellations seem to be wealth-based, as it presides over the temples, treasury, and non-military granary.

Okay, so I know I said 4 beasts, but the Sixiang are sometimes shown with a 5th member that takes it's place in the center of the group. Occasionally it's a yellow dragon to represent the Yellow Emperor, but personally I prefer when it's the qilin/kirin, the Chinese Unicorn. Now it's called a unicorn, but like many Chinese creatures it's a bit of a chimera. With the head of a ram, the hooves of a horse, legs of a wolf, body of a deer, scales of a snake, tail of an ox, and horns of a dragon. Calm and intelligent, it is often seen as a symbol of nobility and scholars. Another fun fact: the Japanese word for giraffe is kirin because of their remarkable resemblance to the mythical beast.

This was a bit of a long one, but I had fun! What about you guys?

Sh*tpost Masterlist

[dilucsflame33]

❄️ Hi darling!

Could I please get a Bayverse DonniexFemaleReader?

Naughty list, 6 and 15.

Kink list 1, 2, 7, 11, and 14.

Thank you so much 💜💜💜

Bows & Tinsel 🔥

Where's my Donnie lovers at? Cause this one is for you. 😉 Your prize is on the bottom, love! Hope you like it. ^^

🔞 Warning 🔞 NFSW 18+ Only

Bondage, Dom/Sub dynamic, oral, fingering, blindfold, and praise kink.

During the holidays, Donnie usually prefers working like usual. He would work on projects for missions, or just simple side stuff that keeps his brothers at bay while he works on the main projects. Guess you can call him a "shut in," yet you don't mind it at all.

But it would affect you if he doesn't take good care of himself, like he's doing at the moment.

"Donatello, if you do not get out of that lab so help me I will drag you out myself." You half threatened as you organized some shirt boxes onto your kitchen table. The poor woman wanted to wrap some gifts for everyone and have Donnie come over to spend some time together.

But the projects he's doing have to be done. The poor guy was running to no sleep for over 24 hours and it's slowly killing you that he hasn't been taking care of himself like he's supposed to.

"But I had to-"

"No buts sir," Grabbing the roll of wrapping paper, you placed it on the table and picked up your phone. "Have you forgotten that you're supposed to be spending some time with me? I understand that the projects are important but, please, manage your time wisely."

"I'm sorry but my brain just short circuited when you said "sir," so I need you to repeat that." You could just hear him smirking through the phone and you can't help but laugh at the irony. "You know how much that gets me going."

"Well the only thing that's keeping you going is that third cup of coffee you're drinking right now." Funny enough, you could hear the poor turtle cough like he was choking on something.

"How did you know I was-"

"I know you, my love. We've been dating for two years now. If I don't know you by now, then I am living under a rock. I'm just as observant as you are."

With that you rolled out the wrapping paper, lined up the shirt box, and started cutting the paper with the scissors. Your focus was no longer apparent to the phone and tried to finish the several shirt boxes that needed to be done.

From the lab, Donnie could hear the paper being cut and he felt guilty. You both had planned to wrap gifts together and, here he was, so engrossed by work that he had forgotten about the plan you've both set up. It wasn't his fault for having seven projects in line.

"Darling, I'm sorry for forgetting. Leo has been nagging at me for not finishing this project and pretty much gave me a deadline. I don't know why he has to give me one when he has never done so in the beginning." He rambled as he heard you stop cutting. He knows how you are when you are focused on something, so he doesn't want to go into much detail when you are barely focusing on his words.

"Well, does he realize that his younger brother is lacking in sleep and food? When was the last time you ate a proper meal, baby?" She could just feel her man wince because of the pause that came after. "Donnie?"

"I had a pop tart!"

"That's not- Okay, mister, you better get your shell over here in ten minutes. If not, I am coming down there myself and giving your brother a lecture." That stern tone was evident and Donnie wasn't gonna test your authority.

Even though he's mainly the one that's in control.

With that thought in mind Donnie chuckled, he could just see you raising your brow. The woman knew that chuckle. She has heard it before and it made your heart race.

"You're so sexy when you take control like that, darling, but I think we both know who's in charge in the relationship." He smirked.

You hummed. "Right now it's me because you don't know when to take a break."

Donnie nods. "All right. You wanna act like a brat, I'll treat you like one."

"Wise words coming from someone saying it through a cellular device."

"That's it." He says as he exited out of his lab and went straight to the entrance of the lair. "If you're not naked by the time I get there, you're gonna get punished."

The woman laughed, she loves to irk him and get his blood pumping. Yet she can't help but to feel turned on by his words. "What if I'm not? What are you gonna do then, Sir?"

That bartone in his voice just went deep and she could feel her essence flowed out from her femininity. Oh, she could feel his cock deep inside her; mouth watering just thinking of all the ways he could do to her. His callused hands caressing and taking control of her body. He knew her weak points - knew where to press and have her come undone with just a touch of the fingertip.

She didn't realize that she whimpered just by these thoughts alone. This was what Donnie's specialty lie's from within: he could use the right words and have your mind racing with all the possibilities.

"Already whimpering for me, darling? How precious." His tone teasing, she could hear movement from his end and she knew he was on his way to her. "I can't wait to unwrap you, honey, just wait until I get my hands on you."

Y/N can't help but snicker as she watches the window through the dining area. As soon as the call ended, the woman locked the window so he couldn't get in. But, knowing him, he would unlock it with the gadgets he's carrying. That man has everything, and nothing will stop him from getting what he wants.

With that, her front facing the window, she continued cutting the paper and wrapped the boxes. It's been five minutes since the call ended and her heart was racing tenfold; adrenaline and anticipation coursing through her veins as she was constantly eyeing the window.

"Where is he?" She says as the silence throughout the apartment was deafening. Nothing could be heard, not even the creak of metal when he arrived. Sighing, she continues with her progress. "These gifts don't wrap themselves."

"Can I unwrap you instead?"

She almost screamed but a calloused hand went towards her mouth as Donnie turned her to face him, a smirk evident on his face. "You think that you can lock me out? You're sadly mistaken, darling. It's not the first time you've done this and, just like last time, you've forgotten your bedroom window."

Her eyes widened. How could she forget about her bedroom window?

His chuckle was deep and seductive as he leaned down to her neck. "It was like you were begging me to punish you, am I right?" When his woman whimpered, he had his answer. "I thought so. You just couldn't help yourself, can you? Just the thought of me ravishing you until there's nothing left turns you on doesn't it, pet.

"Having my cock down your throat, my fingers working wonders to you. Oh, don't get me started on the way my cock hits all the right spots when I pound inside you. No matter how many times you conceal those screams and moans, you just can't hold them in because you're just drowning in ecstasy." His hand left your lips and slowly trailed behind the nape of your neck, then he grasped your hair and pulled it back. "You love it when I take control like this, right pet? Tell me, darling, what exactly you so desire."

After that he took off his mask and wrapped it over your eyes, blocking your vision. The woman can't help but to swallow whatever was in her throat, her throat suddenly feels dry as he leaned towards her neck once again and left feather-like kisses.

"I-I want you, please." Y/N begged as his hazel eyes watched your every reaction, the aroma of your arousal filled his nostrils and he let out a deep groan from his chest.

"That's not good enough, darling. I need more of a description." He smirked as another whimper fell from your lips.

"Donatello, if you do not-" a gasp escaped you as you were turned again and now laid face down onto the table.

"This is not Donatello right now, pet. This is your professor and you do as I say, do you understand?" You bit your lip and you nodded. "Good girl. Now, let's get you naked since you haven't done as you were told."

Donnie stripped you until you were bare. The cold air made your nipples erect and your beloved made a hum of satisfaction.

"Look at you, darling. So beautiful and extravagant." He kissed her shoulder blade and slowly made his way down her spine. The woman's reactions to his touches were glorious; the way she shivered and her legs trembled with anticipation, Donnie couldn't help himself as he trailed his hand to her femininity. His fingertips made work with her flower and the woman spread her legs for him, wanting more contact.

But he broke apart from her and she whimpered. "What's wrong, pet? Disappointed that you can't get what you want." He teased as he placed his groin to her bottom, rocking and grinding as their moans of ecstasy rolled through them. "You could have this if you weren't such a brat."

A whimper-like cry escaped your lips as you shook your hips, teasing the man even further. "Stop screwing with me, Donnie! I'm trying to wrap gifts!"

A chuckle left him as he pulled away from her, a cold wave rushed through her as she realized what she had done. "That's it. I'm tying you up with some tinsel."

Oh, how she had regretted opening her big mouth. Tied and vulnerable, she cried out in ecstasy as the wave of release washed over her for the umpteenth time. His purple mask was soaked from her pleasurable tears, her legs shaking as his mouth devoured her flower like he hasn't had any water in days.

And she was his oasis. His safe haven that saved him from dying of thirst.

His churrs, growls, and groans traveled to her femininity and she couldn't help but tremble from the intensity.

Her hands tied above her head with the tinsel, legs spread, as sweat glistened from her body. The way his fingers worked inside her as his tongue moved like he was licking icing from his favorite snack, his woman can't help but mewl as another release was building. He could sense it, too. Like he has memorized her body language and she was one of his many experiments to work on.

"You better be counting how many times you've released, pet. I will give you a pop quiz, if you don't."

Oh, how she couldn't stand his pop quizzes. She always failed. He works her up so high and when he drops her, it hits hard - hard enough that she can't control her body anymore.

Her body was his to control.

He has her in his hands, not that she wants to escape but with the pop quiz. . . she's in danger.

"Judging by your reaction, you have lost count." Her body tensed up as she felt him smirk on her inner thigh. "Pop quiz, darling." She whimpered out in frustration, the poor woman can't escape them no matter how hard she tried.

"Like the last time, if you answer three questions correctly you will get a reward. First question," he says as he teased the spot inside of her, licking his lips as she whimpered. "What does DNA stand for?"

"Deoxyribonucleic acid."

"Correct." He praised as he sucked on her flower and she squealed in pleasure. "Second question: what is the most abundant gas in the Earth's atmosphere?"

The woman cried out as Donnie hit that one spot inside her; his finger worked magic, brutally hitting it as she tried to think of the answer to his question. He's not going to make this easy for her and she knows it.

With enough strength she could muster, she whimpered out, "N-Nitrogen."

"Correct, you're doing wonderfully." He slowed down his thrusts and she sighed with relief and frustration. "Final question: Who loves you the most?"

The woman smiled as her heart warmed with love and adoration. "Donatello."

She could feel the smile radiating from him as he pulled away. "Correct. Now, for your reward."

The blindfold was soon taken off of her and she had to adjust her sight. When her vision was adjusted she watched as Donnie slowly took off his belt, then unbuttoned his pants. Her mouth watered as he was soon fully naked before her and another whimper escaped her lips as he teased her flower with the tip of his cock.

"You look so beautiful, darling. I love you so much and I'm sorry for forgetting something so important. Let me make it up to you."

With that, he stretched her out like no man ever could.

She won't be walking or wrapping the rest of the gifts tonight.

Here's your prize! ^^

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@turtle-babe83 @leosgirl82 @thelaundrybitch @turtlesmakemehappy @crazysarah98 @hotredphoenix @sketchytychou @pheradream15 @exovapor

Here's my Master List!

[kylesvariouslistsandstuff]

Paramount Animation Annecy drop...

Turns out, they seem to be keen on doing animated features that aren't based on massive IP. Adapting smaller properties and such, things that didn't already get movie adaptations, truly original stories, ya know?

Projects that were in our orbit for a while, such as SUPERWORLD, got a mention. REAL PIGEONS FIGHT CRIME is still on, as is Leo Matsuda's former DreamWorks picture YOKAI SAMBA, and MUTTNIK from Ron Howard's Imagine Entertainment, but everything else announced today is new. All of those sound like they could be pretty cool. I've wanted to see Matsuda take on a picture after doing the Disney Animation short INNER WORKINGS, whose design and style were unique to a lot of what that studio has put out over the past decade. MUTTNIK sounds great, too. I'm a sucker for a fun space adventure, and it's about a naughty dog, so... Yeah, Paramount, please give me this one.

There's DROPZ, which Variety called an E.T.-esque adventure directed by Rob Letterman and produced by Will Ferrell and... Bad Bunny, of all people. Paramount Animation/Nickelodeon Animation head Ramsey Naito describes it as a story "infused with fashion", a "cultural statement" for the family audience. So is this the cosmos meets apparel? What do they mean by "fashion", haha.

ONCE UPON A MOTORCYCLE DUDE looks like another trip to the "fractured fairy tale" well with a MAD MAX-esque twist, about a princess described as a "bad ass", and a "post-apocalyptic motorcycle dude" who have to take action when their kingdom is in danger. This also sounds like a lot of fun, and the first thing I thought of... For whatever reason, was the final part of the SPYRO: YEAR OF THE DRAGON level Charmed Ridge... Where the fairy princess goes off with a magician cat on a motorcycle, GREASE-style. (Hey, GREASE is a Paramount movie, too!) Only a producer is attached, so this one looks to be in the baby stages.

SWAN LAKE is also on the rails, from writer Kourtney Kang. Even though we have SWAN PRINCESS and a Barbie direct-to-video adaptation, hey, why not? What's another way they can tell this story? All we know so far is that it's "modern". Modern day or modern in attitude only?

Before we can get to those, 2025 and 2026 are filled with the sequels and franchise entries: SMURFS Again, SPONGEBOB 4, the first of those 2D AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER movies, PAW PATROL 3, and MUTANT MAYHEM 2. This is nice news after it seemed like Paramount Animation put the kibosh on more original and more risky animated films, and especially after how they quietly dumped UNDER THE BOARDWALK and THE TIGER'S APPRENTICE.

But that's the thing, when the IP wells run a bit dry, you gotta have something different waiting for you. It's been frustrating watching Paramount trip its way through trying to sustain a run of animated movies, post-DreamWorks distribution deal. After how well SPONGE OUT OF WATER did in 2015, it was false start after false start, and lots of blunders in-between. MUTANT MAYHEM was a real bright spot, though, and TRANSFORMERS ONE looks pretty fun. They screened the whole thing at the festival to pretty positive reactions, so that's nice.

If I were to guess when they could all be coming out, should they reach production...

2026-2027 I'd say would be the earliest, for a movie like SUPERWORLD or REAL PIGEONS FIGHT CRIME. YOKAI SAMBA, too, since that was on the boards at DreamWorks as far back... As like, 2018? I expect those three to be out first. DROPZ sometime thereafter.

Then 2028 and beyond for the rest, the films that don't have directors attached. MUTTNIK, MOTORCYCLE DUDE, and SWAN LAKE...

We shall see, but this line-up is great, has some really cool talent involved, and it'll be nice to see this stuff balance out the well-established TRANSFORMERS/NINJA TURTLES/SMURFS/AVATAR stuff.

[eflen-n-reegee]

Caregivers Auntie Whispers and Lorna Headcanons (Over the Garden Wall)

Auntie Whispers is a very caring woman, and she’s always checking that you and Lorna are safe and happy. She can be a bit overprotective at times - Lorna’s “illness” made her very worried about the safety of her children - but she has the best intentions.

Lorna is also very caring and loves to spend time with you. She is a very reserved young lady, but she’s happy to play quiet games with you, and she enjoys watching you play more wildly.

Auntie Whispers is very strict about chores (though there are far less than there once were). A clean house is a happy house, and even the youngest child can help. And once you’ve finished your chores, she’ll applaud you for doing a good job.

(Lorna often helps with your chores, though she lets you receive all the praise.)

Auntie Whispers is always praising and complimenting you, calling you a sweet child, a dear thing, and always stating that you are a fine young one (even when you’re naughty).

And on that note: however naughty you may act, Auntie Whispers will always forgive you. No behavior is bad enough to stop her loving you.

Lorna loves to give you nicknames, though her favorite is to call you her “little turtle”.

Speaking of turtles; while Auntie Whispers thinks black turtles are a delicacy, Lorna thinks they’re too cute to eat. If you like to eat the turtles, Auntie will prepare them in the tastiest dishes; and if you don’t, Lorna will teach you how to care for them.

The collection of bones in the basement is a little creepy, but also very interesting. If you’re not too squeamish, Lorna will take you downstairs and tell you about the different types.

Now that Lorna is cured, Auntie Whispers feels it’s safe for strangers to come fix up the house. She also has them put a small addition on the house so you can have your own room.

[eveandtheturtles]

Lost hoodie

A companion piece to this art I did last night. Enjoy

@madammuffins @turtle-babe83 @thelaundrybitch @pheradream15 @dilucsflame33 @sharpwindow

Donnie was on his way from the kitchen when he saw her.

Kara was walking out of his room, looking like an unruly toddler drowning in his hoodie.

Donnie took a sip of his coffee.

"Uh, what you got there?" He called and Kara turned her head.

She grinned and waved her arms. The sleeves of the hoodie flailed about.

"Is that my hoodie?"

She had to wiggle her hand free from the depths of the sleeves that were comically too long for her and signed. <No.> She winked, her tongue poking out jokingly.

"Uh-huh." He set the coffee down on the kitchen table slowly. Watching her.

She watched him back. Giggled. And then tried sprinting away. The hoodie falling almost to her ankles was a new challenge.

"Get back here!" He shouted. She squealed and ran faster.

Raph and Mikey watched the show sharing a bag of chips.

"What's going on?" Leo walked up to them curious about the noise.

"Donnie is loosing wardrobe," Raph informed him crunching on another chip.

"It's though, bro," Mikey snickered handing Leo the bag.

"Ah," Leo reached into the chip bag but discovered it was empty and shot his brothers a hurt look.

The two snickered. "Oh, he got her," Mikey pointed out as Donnie caught Kara hoisting her up in both his hands like a naughty cat.

The two lovers were both laughing as he carried her to his room.

"He's not getting it back," Raph said as-a-matter-of-factly.

"Nope," Leo confirmed, crushing the bag with a disappointed sigh. "Everyone got the earplugs?"

"Yup"

"Mhm."

"Alright, I'm going out, good luck," Leo said throwing the crumpled ball of plastic over his shoulder at Mikey.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't!!" Mikey shouted after him.

[frogprincesnowglobe]

I was tagged by @missmeganlee and @simonsapelsin for this tag game! Thanks guys I love this stuff so much. Also, Meg you fenced saber? How cool is that! And Simonsapelsin I'm curious about the naughty cat. Need naughty cat details for sure.

Where were you born? Southern California, USA

Are you named after anyone? My name was kind of meant to sound similar to one of my dad's great aunts, the same kind of vibe at least. My middle name is in honor of the baby girl my parents had before me, who didn't live long. It was her middle name too. And my mom liked it because it's a flower name (my middle name) like my Grandma had.

What's your eye colour? Brown

What sports do you play/used to play? I dabbled in dance as a kid, and I did a little horse riding in my early 20's but nothing really stuck.

Favourite subject in school? I liked English the most, sometimes social studies. I read a lot as a kid so English was pretty great. I really disliked that we had to wait and "no reading ahead" was commonly brought up. I wanted to get passionate about the books and keep going with them. But it was my favorite for sure. Don't ask me about math.

How tall are you? I'm not sure? I was told 5'5 1/2 years ago but when I had to have crutches last year the nurses claimed I had to be taller because the crutches height for 5'5/5'6 didn't work. I had them measure me recently and they said 5'4. So...5'4--5'5?

Do you use sarcasm a lot? I'm very sarcastic. I like one liners and stuff as well.

What's the first thing you notice about people? Probably their hair and outfit.

Scary movies or happy endings? I prefer happy endings. I used to watch loads of scary movies but I can't anymore. I want good, happy endings. :D

Any special talents? I can crochet really well, if that counts.

What are your hobbies? I love baking and watching historical baking and cooking videos. I also enjoy reading, I collect antique and vintage books (particularly mysteries), sometimes geocaching is cool. Crochet, I used to collect dolls and I'm getting back into that. Video games. But I'm not really consistent, stuff comes and goes in waves. My main hobby is currently blogging about this little show from Sweden about this prince and......

When was the last time you cried? Today. I had some tears well up. I had a good cry yesterday too.

Do you have pets? I have a Turtle named Leonardo. Leo has been my buddy for 15 1/2 years. I also have a black kitty with a little white tummy named Snoopy. She was a relative's cat who I've taken in after they passed away. She is very spoiled and has recently become much more open and showing a really strong personality.

Do you have kids? No kids currently. My brother has plans though so aunt duties in the future!

Dream job? Same as Megan. I'm not sure but I need something where I can make my own schedule and be creative. No desk job please, I get bored easily.

I'm going to Tag These lovely people who can do it if they feel like (no pressure but I love hearing about you)

@snallavanta @atdawnweryd @andthatisnotfake @notalotgoingonatthisinstant @bluedalahorse and @freakishly-bookish-ant