#which isn't gonna leave a mark at all haha /s

[hunter-sylvester]

yeah they might have kicked me out of therapy but I got heavy metal and Netflix's 2022 flop film Metal Lords so really who needs therapy anyway?

[oozedninjas]

What do you think of possessive turtles with their s/o? What do you think they'de be like? Other than marking their s/o that is

Ninja turtles + possessiveness

Ah, the smell of toxic relationships!

18+ I Ninja guys are mind to late twenties I kind of dark!turtles, kind of what I think the toxic aspects of dating them would actually be like. I MDNI I General verses

Leo

This bitch is too cocky to even think you can cheat on him, or fall for someone else. Yet!! He's still a mutant turtle, what if you hang out too much with someone who changes your mind?

You haven't answered in half an hour? Calls you.

Oh, you don't answer? haha, funny

* proceeds to spam*

via text, via calls, via social media

He just has this controlling habit of wanting to know where you are, with whom, and what you're doing.

You hate it, but when you confront him about it, he's always like

:( What do you mean? I'm just worried!

The foot clan's out there, you know?

Passive aggressive, honestly

It's not that he's being possessive! he just wants to make sure you're safe. *coughs * gaslighting * coughs*

He's sore when it doesn't work.

Donatello

Yeah, I don't how to tell you this but, your phone is tapped.

Just as you are about to leave to hang out with your friends, he makes the century's discoverment. It's happening again — "Please stay; it's important!"

Just five more minutes! *263536 hours later he still isn't done showing you *

Tracks your phone (in case of an emergency, of course)

Scoffs at you when you point out he's being possessive

Raphael

Behold, the "I can take you there" man.

Do you need to go to the store? He drives you! Get on the motorbike, enjoy the city lights ;)

You're hanging out with your friends? Don't worry; he'll give you a lift! No? Why not? Hmm, are you really hanging out with your friends?

Well, if he can't take you there, he can pick you up. How's that? :D Really so annoying.

Oh, you're clubbing? Guess what?! He's patrolling just in that same area. Isn't that great? Now he can wait for you to finish and walk you home!

Stalks your Instagram stories knowing he'll probably get angry, and then confronts you about the most random screenshots. Why are you touching this friend on the shoulder in this pic?! >:(

Seriously nerve-wracking.

Mikey

Listen, listen, we gotta give Mikey all the coins!! All the points because he's so subtle you don't even notice he's being possessive until one day you're reflecting and * loud gasp * revelation.

He gives you a bracelet just like his own so you can wear it as a couple! In addition to many other things that are sometimes bought and sometimes handmade, the point is that they are all orange.

And you will say, how is that possessive?

BECAUSE, because, your friends ask, is orange your favorite color? And while it may be yes, it is an opportunity to mention that the color reminds you of your boyfriend.

In short, he gives you or does things that will force you to bring him into conversation with other people.

He is the first to comment on all your photos on social media, "How beautiful my angel!" which is a problem bc now your friends want to meet him * sweats * how the hell are you gonna explain? And what if someone in your group reveals the secret? * anxiety intensifies *

Everyone in your life knows that you have a boyfriend, which is not bad, but sometimes, Instead of his actions feeling genuine, it's more like he just wants everyone to know that you are taken.

[xxbangchansidedishxx]

Chan’s Room- Chan X Felix.

Tw~ Degrading, Rough sex, Spanking, Exhibition???

Plot: Chan has a special guest for this episode of Chan’s room. But things didn’t go quite as planned.

Note; please send requests❤️

"Hello stayyy." He smiled as he looked into the camera. His body slightly hunched over hiding one of the members.

"We have a special guest on today's episode of Chan's room!"

Felix popped up from his hidden position with a cute little smile on his face.

"Aussie Aussie Aussie!"

The two giggled and began to interact with their fans.

"So what song recommendations do you guys have today?'

~comment: Love talk-wayv.

"How about that one channie?"

Felix questioned reading out the comment.

Chan had been avoiding playing this song for months and Felix knew exactly why.

The song was suggestive to say the least, but there was no getting out of it now.

"I - uh yeah okay."

The music began to play from the speakers and Felix started to dance around in his seat.

The younger Australian ran his hands through his hair biting his lip to match the vibe of the song.

He smirked as from the corner of his eye he saw Chan gulp and flush red.

"It's hot in here isn't it? Look you've gone all red."

Felix proceeded to take off his jumper to reveal a thin tight black shirt underneath. He knew exactly what he was doing to the elder and he was having fun with it.

"You know if you are hot you could just take off your jumper?"

He knew that wasn't possible since Chan didn't wear shirts underneath.

The song came to a stop and the two continued to interact with stays.

~comment: Chan how have you been?

"I've been doing good actually. The other day me and Lix-"

He was cut off from his sentence when he felt a hand squeeze his thigh.

He shot a warning glance at his friend and continued his sentence.

"The other day me and Lix went out for food with Jackson from Got7. Yeah and it was really nice."

~comment: what did you order?

Felix read out the comment as he trailed his hand further up Chan's thigh, it was now running dangerously close to his growing erection.

"I uhh I ordered a burger and Felix had s-steak."

His voice cracked and he stuttered as Felix was now palming him through his trousers.

The sight of the elder man so desperate to come undone but trying so hard to keep what was happening a secret was turning Felix on beyond belief.

A small whimper left Chan's lips causing Felix's eyes to shoot wide open. He acted as if he had no idea what was happening and he read out a comment.

~comment: Chan are you okay?

"I- yeah I'm fine. I just remembered I have to end the live a little early today. We have schedule and I completely forgot."

Carefully not to give themselves away Chan brushed Felix's hand off his crotch and stood up to hug the camera.

"Thank you for spending your evening with me, goodbye stays goodbye baby stays."

The two waved goodbye to the camera before finishing up.

Felix was pushed against the sofa.

"Oh you are gonna pay for what you did back there baby boy."

Chan growled into his ear, attaching his lips to the youngers neck, wasting no time to cover him in hickys.

"Mmmh I'm sorry daddy."

Chan began to rip their clothes off until they were separated by nothing but the thin material of their boxers.

He attacked Felix's lips exploring his mouth roughly with his tongue as he grinded his hips against the boy Beneath him.

"Such a naughty little slut for daddy aren't you?"

All Felix could do was moan in response.

"Awe my little fuck toy is lost for words."

Chan just chuckled and leaned down to tease the boys sensitive nipples with his tongue, lapping at it slowly before moving onto the other and nibbling at it causing Felix to Yelp.

"What were you thinking trying to get me off infront of stay hm?"

Before he could get a response he leaned down to roughly kiss him again. Teasingly his fingers circled the boys nipples which were wet with salava before flicking them mercilessly while Felix whined into his mouth.

The younger was desperate, his cock ached for release from the tight restraints of his boxers and Chan could tell.

He slowly pulled them down Felix's legs admiring his cock as it sprung free.

A pink blush flushed over the bottoms cheeks.

"P-please touch me daddy." He bit his lip in anticipation.

"Shh baby, you've been naughty and naughty boys get punished, turn around."

The younger gulped as he obeyed his orders.

A loud gasp left his lips as he felt Chan's hand come into contact with his ass creating a loud smack sound and a sting.

"I want you to count for me. Take your punishment like a good little boy and then I'll reward you."

His hand smacks against Felix's ass again

"Mmh fuck o-one."

He cried out the pain making his eyes water and his leaking cock rut up against the leather of the sofa.

"T-two."

Chan's hand caressed the youngers ass, each smack getting harder leaving red stinging marks.

It felt like the punishment was going on for ages and Felix was a stuttering mess.

"Ouch mmh f-fifty."

He panted catching his breath.

"You did so well baby boy."

Chan flipped the boy over and helped him onto his knees before removing his own boxers and rubbing his dick against the boys lips.

"Suck." He demanded.

The elder threw his head back and let out a groan as Felix gave soft kitten licks to the tip, lapping at his slit before sucking slowly at it and taking it down his throat. His tongue traced the bulging veins in his cock and he hummed around him in pleasure causing it to twitch.

"Fuck, your mouth is so wet baby. I'm gonna cum."

He pulled his cock from the youngers mouth and positioned himself behind him.

"P-please."

Felix tried to press his ass against Chan's cock but he moved away teasingly.

"How pathetic. I wonder what stay would say if they saw you here begging for my cock like a little whore."

He growled grabbing a fistful of Felix's hair to pull his head to kiss him messily.

He looked at the boys face. Lips swollen cheeks flushed red, eyes narrow and begging for more.

He began to rub the tip of his cock against the youngers ass slowly to tease him.

"Daddy please need your cock." He whined.

That's when Chan slammed into the boy causing him to let out a low groan as Felix cried out with pain and pleasure.

"So fucking tight baby, your ass feels so good around my cock."

He rocked at a steady pace hitting the boys prostate with each thrust.

The sound of skin against skin and whimpers filled the room.

"F faster please."

Felix could barely speak at this point.

"Awe my little cumslut wants more hm? You take my cock so fucking well baby."

He picked up his pace, roughly slamming in and out of his tight hole.

His hand held tightly onto Felix's throat applying just enough pressure to drive him crazy.

The bottom blabbered in pleasure.

"Mmh Ugh I- fuck uh I'm gonna cum mghh."

Felix shot his load making a mess all over himself as his ass clenched around Chan's cock causing him to release inside the boy.

The two panted, riding out there highs before Chan pulled out admiring the cum dripping out of the boys ass.

"You look so fucked out and pretty baby."

Felix blushed harder as Chan spread his legs wide and licked at the cum leaking from his hole. His tongue circled around the pulsing entrance, lapping up the mess he had made before he went up to kiss Felix on the lips.

"That was amazing Channie."

Felix cuddled into the mans side feeling content until he saw something from the corner of his eye.

His eyes immediately widened and he sat up grabbing a cushion to cover himself with.

"Lix what's wrong?"

Chan's voice was full of concern.

"Look at your phone..."

Chan walked over to his phone and his mouth dropped open as he saw it.

Comments. Thousands and thousands of comments.

~comment: umm what???

~comment: fuck this is so hot.

~Comment: oh god I can't take this.

~comment: they're literally... I- I'm not complaining.

He forgot to end the live.

Thousands of people had just seen him railing his band member.

He chuckled nervously.

"Oh haha Um hi stay. I guess I didn't end the vlive properly. Well I- Yeah."

Felix burned red with embarrassment as Chan just dug the hole even deeper trying to figure out what he could say to get them out of this mess.

"Well I guess me and Lix are gonna go now. Goodbye stay. Goodbye baby stay."

Despite the awkwardness and embarrassment he felt Chan still ended the live with a hug. One hand covering his cock and the other wrapping around the camera, his abs in full view of the camera.

This time he made sure to end the live properly.

"Chan it's all over Twitter."

Felix groaned covering his face.

Chan just walked over to him embracing him in a hug.

"As awful as this whole situation was... it's kinda hot tho don't you think?"

He smirked at the younger who blushed and shyly agreed.

"Don't worry. Everything will be okay. But I suppose we better get dressed and arrange a meeting with JYP and the boys."

The two cleaned up their mess before preparing to face their band members.

[marisheeran-imagines]

Lego House: Day Two - #EdSheeranForAFortnight

A/N: Haha, I just love this photo (^^), don't you guys? Thank you for your support, Sheerios! I love you all! You guys are saying the story is cute and that makes me so happy because it was exactly my intention! The story is not only cute, it will get a bit tense at some point, but it won't last too much, because I just want to focus on our Ed and reader being super fluffy and loving with each other! Posting a bit earlier again, because I'm already home from my test and because I love you too much ❤ *Please, make sure to read the imagine using the Tumblr website (I use the HTML code so that you can answer some questions and interact with the story). If they (the questions) don't appear immediately, press F5 (refresh the page) and they must appear after that. If they don't, just let me know, please, and I'll fix it as soon as possible! Thank you! Title: Lego House Chapter Number: 2/15 Chapter Title: Day Two Pairing: Ed Sheeran x Reader Point of View: Ed's Rating: +15 Word Counter: +2300 Warnings: teenage Ed (16), teenage reader (15), fluffy, careful Ed, sweet Ed, encouraging Ed, rough father

Summary: Ed was caught skipping classes and now he'll have to spend some time in detention... With the principal's daughter, while he's out of the town. What could happen between two teenagers with a "free time" for themselves, practically alone in the school?

var Mariana = prompt("What's your name?","Example: Ana, Taylor, Emma...")

var brown = prompt("What's your eye colour?","Example: blue, dark green, light brown...")

var Mari = prompt("Do you have a nickname? Please, what is it?","Example: Tay, Bella...")

var Butterfly = prompt("Is there a special way - another nickname - your mom use/used to call you? If there isn't, please, make it up!","Example: Little-bee, Pumpkin, Bug, Pooh...")

var birthmark = prompt("Do you have a birthmark? It doesn't have to be like our Teddy's one, it can be just a spot, a little mark on your skin, but it has to be 'hidden' - under your clothes!","Example: birthmark, spot...")

var leg = prompt("Where's your birthmark/spot located? Remember it has to be under your clothes!","Example: thigh, belly, leg...")

var Renata = prompt("Can you tell me the name of your favourite aunt? The sister of your father preferably!","Example: Mary, Rose, Daisy...")

var Lima = prompt("What's your father's last name?","Example: Sheeran, Winchester, Jones...")

Ed's POV - Tuesday

"So what we're gonna do today? Am I not supposed to clean the rooms or write some lines?" I ask document.write(Mariana) as soon as me and her get into the 'detention room'.

"No!" she shakes her head "Not in my supervision. If my father wanted you to do any of these things he should've stayed here watching you!" she shrugs.

"And I am the rule breaker?" I joke and she gives me a shy smile. "You're still the one who were skipping classes!".

"Alright! Can we leave the school?" I ask. "We'd better not. There are video cameras and the teachers are here too. We shouldn't risk my father finding out".

"You're right!" I nod "So what? We stay here doing nothing?".

"We can talk... If you want" document.write(Mariana) looks at me, seeming not rather confident of her ask, as if she is afraid I would deny it.

"Yes. Let's talk! What about a game of personal questions? Then we get to know each other better!" I suggest. "Yeah, that seems great!" she nods, sitting on a chair "How many questions?".

"I don't know, we'll still have thirteen days ahead. Maybe four or five to each other?" I sit beside her. "Okay".

"Right, may I start?" I ask and she nods "What's your favourite colour?".

"I love blue!" document.write(Mariana) answers without hesitation, her gaze locked on mine "I always did, but it seems even better lately" she's flushed, still looking into my eyes, and only then I remember they are blue.

Is there any connection...? 'No, obviously not, Edward, she said she's always liked the colour, she wouldn't like something just because you have it or for being a feature of yours! She's got personality, she's not one of these silly girls who change their minds only to fit in' I think with myself.

"Alright. What's your favourite colour?" she asks me.

"Orange" I shrug, pointing at my hair and she gives me an adorable little giggle.

"Do you have a nickname?" I ask, and she nods, smiling. "Well, my friend calls me document.write(Mari) and father told me my mom used to call me document.write(Butterfly)".

"She used to? Why not anymore...?" I frown. "Hey, it's my turn to make the question, innit?" she interrupts me, seeming a bit uncomfortable with the subject, and I sigh.

"Yes, you're right!" I roll my eyes and she giggles. "Okay, so as I already know your nickname, I want to know who are your biggest inspirations? When you are playing the guitar and composing, I mean".

"Oh, that's a good one, document.write(Mari), is it okay if I call you that?". "Another question out of time, Ed?" she jokes and I start feeling relieved she's acting more naturally now, like if she's not uncomfortable in my presence anymore.

"Sorry!" I raise both my hands, and she bites her lower lip. "Sure, you can call me that" she gives me a gentle smile. "So, document.write(Mari), answering your question: Damien Rice, Bob Dylan, Eminem, Van Morrison are a few of them!".

"Nice!". "Okay, now how did you know my nickname?" I ask and her cheeks turn in a deep shade of red. Like, it's not impossible for someone to find out the way my family and friends call me, but as me and document.write(Mariana) have just met, I think it's an interesting question to be made. "This one I pass" she answers.

"Oh, c'mon, document.write(Mariana)! It cannot be that bad, can it?" I ask and she bites her lower lip, nodding. "Remember those girls I mentioned yesterday?" I nod "So, they were talking about you and they said you actually look like a Teddy Bear, just like your nickname".

"How is it bad?" I frown confused. "I didn't say the context of the conversation!" document.write(Mariana) closes her eyes, shaking her head, getting more flushed "And I won't say!" she opens her eyes, denying what I wanted to know even before I asked.

"If you don't want, it is up to you" I shrug "What...?". "Nope! It's my turn, Mr. Sheeran! You already reached your quota of questions for today, if we think about it" she raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms on her chest. Fuck it!

Can I say my eyes looked down without my permission? That I didn't mean to look at her boobs like that, but fuck it again! She's got her arms right under them, and I can finally have a peek. The hoodie she is wearing is so loose I couldn't even imagine their shape! Not that I should do that...

I try to look back at her face as fast as I can, so I don't seem like a pervert, but when I see her cheeks are even more flushed and she straightens her arms, I know I have failed.

Oh, God, forgive me for I've been sinning, right now, about this innocent younger girl... And the main thing, my principal's daughter! Should I apologise or pretend I wasn't doing anything?

"Okay, so, make me your question!" I choose the second option. document.write(Mariana) takes a few seconds to react, like if she was in trance, still looking at me, which makes me feel more guilty. Then she sighs, and finally says:

"It's more like a curiosity, so please, don't get offended: this little mark on your eye..." she touches the corner of her own left eye where the mark is on mine "How did you get it?".

"I was born with it" I tell her, feeling my cheeks getting warmer as I blush. Shit, people don't use to think that is a nice thing, they would always point out how weirder it makes me look. Would document.write(Mariana) do the same?

"Oh, that is so nice! I mean, it looks cute on you" she bites her lower lip, with a side smile on them. "Do you think?!" I ask, surprised and she nods. "Definitely, yes!".

I smile at her, document.write(Mariana)'s always so kind and good! "I have a document.write(birthmark) as well!" she says. "Where? Can I see it? I'm curious now!".

"I'm afraid it won't be possible" she answers, laying her hand on her clothed document.write(leg), probably where the mark is, and I try not to stare at the area, I mean, I've already looked at her body enough, haven't I?

"Alright, so... Let me think about another question!" I say, wanting to know more about her, but not having ideas for more questions, but before I can even think, she shakes her head "No, you've got enough questions for today!".

"Oh, no, that's not fair, they were not official 5 questions" I contest and she shakes her head once more. "And when did we establish the questions had an "officiality"? she raises a brow and I groan, throwing my head back, making her laugh. "You're so fucking right!".

"I always am!" document.write(Mariana) winks at me, blushing and looking down at her hands, when she realises what she's done. Why is she so shy? I mean, she said she doesn't have friends and that's another huge why, because she's a really nice girl, but could all of that be related to other things, like the way her father treats her?

He was so rude to her yesterday, when she clearly didn't deserve to be treated like that. Is he that rough all the time? I want to ask her about it, but I don't know if that's a limit for her, because we barely know each other and I don't want her to be uncomfortable with such intimate kind of questions or risk to break what we're setting up now.

"Hey, make your question!" I caress her arm gently and she jumps on her seat and then finally looks at me, seeming even more embarrassed for her reaction. "Sorry!" she smiles shyly.

"It's okay, I shouldn't have touched you like that, so suddenly!" oh, Lord, I'm such a dumb, I should have just called her, but can I keep my hands off her? I sigh, unknowing the answer.

"No, it's okay! I do overreact sometimes, anyway" document.write(Mariana) bites her lower lip, shrugging "Okay, then, how did you learn how to play the guitar?".

"I kind of taught myself" I answer "I've learnt it when I was really young so I don't remember, I think that just happened".

"Really?" document.write(Mariana) grins, she seems impressed and I smile at her excitement. "Really!". "You're so amazing!" she whispers, as if she was telling me a secret, her cheeks flushed. I feel my cheeks getting red as well, with her compliment; she seems so convitcted about my singing skills, that I get scared I may disappoint her someday.

"Thank you, but I'm just a normal guy!" we smile at each other. "Yes, but you'll become a great singer someday!".

I sigh "Thanks for believing in me, document.write(Mariana), I really hope it will happen!" I lay my hand on the table, beside hers, waiting for her reaction.

When she looks from me to our almost touching hands and then back at me, her eyes are serene and I know I can move forward, so I take her hand in mine, in such a different way than yesterday! Now I can really appreciate the softness of her skin while I make slow circles there with my thumb.

document.write(Mariana) smiles wide at me, and it's such a genuine and beautiful smile! Her document.write(brown) eyes light up and I just can't look away from them, they're like magnets, keeping my own gaze locked on hers.

"Can you sing something for me?" she asks softly. So softly I couldn't have heard if I weren't as close as I am from her. "What do you want to hear?". "Do you have anything original?".

I feel myself blushing again with her request. Of course some people have heard me singing my own stuff - like my parents, my brothers and some closest friends, but her... Would she like my songs? Or she would find I'm a completely strange guy and kick my ass out?

"Hey, just sing anything, that was just a suggestion. I just love your voice and I'd be happy to hear any song you have in mind!" she squeezes my hand, noticing I've got a bit nervous. Why do I fear so much to be away from her? I've met her yesterday! Why are my fears of disappointing her bigger than disappointing everyone else?

"You love my voice?" I'm surprised by how naturally document.write(Mariana) said it, and she just nods, flushing slightly. I take a few breaths before I start singing "I Can't Spell" from my EP that I'm planning to release soon. It's a short song, so if she doesn't like it, she won't have to endure me singing for too long.

document.write(Mariana) stays there, listening to me, paying attention to each and every word, and she grins at me by the end of the song. "This was so different from everything I've heard, before. Not a bad different, it's just... Unique!" she says, keeping her eyes on mine.

"Thank you!" my heart pounds in my chest with her compliment. For the first time, since I've started singing, I feel like someone is genuinelly complimenting me, not just trying to make me smile, incentivises me or telling me nice things because I'm their relative or friend. No, document.write(Mariana)'s actually liked my voice, my lyrics, and nothing could have made me happier.

And soon, our time together is over and we didn't even have more time for other questions. Her aunt is here, ready to take her home.

"Aunt document.write(Renata), this is Ed!" document.write(Mariana) introduces us as we walk to their car. "It's nice to meet you Ed!" she offers her hand and we greet each other. "It's nice to meet you, Mrs. document.write(Renata)" I smile.

"Alright, ready to go home, kitten?" she asks document.write(Mariana), who nods "You need a ride, boy?".

"No, thank you, no worries!" I shake my head and document.write(Renata) laughs, winking at me. "It's okay, you can come with us, I won't tell my brother, I promise!".

"Oh, so you're Mr. document.write(Lima)'s sister!" I get surprised with the difference between the way document.write(Mariana)'s treated by her aunt and her father. She's sweet as she hugs the girl before me and gives me a smile. "I am!" she nods "Who else would I be?" she frowns.

"I thought you may be her mother's sister, I don't know, you seem to be so different from your brother, less... Rough I believe, and please, don't tell him that either, he would already like to kill me for my detentions and he will certainly kill me for what I've said so...".

"It's okay, Ed!" document.write(Renata) giggles, and I sigh in relief. "So, I'd better go home, thanks for your offer, but it's not necessary, really!" I smile at them. "If you say so" she shrugs.

"See you tomorrow?" I look at document.write(Mariana) and she nods, smiling. "See you!".

They make the rest of the way to the car and I watch them; document.write(Renata) has an arm wrapped around document.write(Mariana)'s shoulders, like a mother would do, and I immediately remember the question about her mother I didn't have the chance to get the answer... I'll have to remember to ask her tomorrow!