I've Never Laughed So Hard At Seeing What Was In My Notifications Today-

I'm sobbing this was too funny, yall are too much I love it-

I made this-

Do I regret?? Absolutely not-

I would like to add onto this-

Explaining plans to do evil things to his birdie... THE EYES???? 9/10

Learning a Lil something new I guess, ain't he just a cutie tho?? 8.5/10

"You wouldn't be here if you didn't, would you?" Face??? MMMMM Yes. 7.9999999999/10

He is serving sass. That's it. Broad, confident, SASS. 10/10 all the way

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I highkey need cedric photos and memes in my life rn por favor 🥺❤️

Memes? They will come shortly. Photos? I’ll show you some of my select favourites!! 

First we have the sneaky whisper™ which is an easy 10/10 for me. Look at the side lean, the raise of his eyebrow and that SMIRK THAT SIDE SMIRK THE LITTLE CURL IN HIS LIPS OH MY GOD. 

this one’s a gif but absolute nerds who pretend to know what they’re talking about when they actually don’t but having the utmost confidence with a stupid grin on their face while doing it will always be my kryptonite 8/10.

...do I need to explain this one? 9/10

Cedric was honestly That Bitch for season 1 and most of season 2 and I loved it 10/10

baby boy.. just... baby <3 11/10

Guess you'll find out when I climb through your window to steal the knees...

This is all the context I can give...

*runs*

That's a little bit concerning--

DAMMIT.

Okay so part 4 of Misunderstoof by society disappeared but luckily I saved it in my notes...

Gonna have to delete 5, put 4, then repost 5 again...IM SORY GUYS IM SO SORRY....I'll be updating my ML as well ugh

Thank you to the person who commented on which part it was, I would've never noticed that if it weren't for you😭😭😭😭❤️

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Tyler Hernandez x Gn! Reader

School Bus Graveyard

Kinda angst but not really?

I love the webtoon, I love all the characters and my gay ass loves Ash but also Aiden...but the twins have special spots in my heart, mostly Tyler. ANyWay- Requests are open! Enjoy

-Writer Icy<3

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The thick fog of the Phantom Dimension seemed to swallow everything around Tyler and Y/n. They had been running for what felt like hours, their breath coming in ragged gasps. Behind them, the faint, eerie glow of the Phantom they'd been fleeing from had finally disappeared into the mist. But in their panic, they had lost track of the group and found themselves alone in the woods a little farther from the bus yard.

Tyler skidded to a stop, panting heavily. "Great. Just great!" he exclaimed, throwing his hands up in frustration. "Now we're lost in this nightmare, and we don't even know where the others are!"

Y/n caught up to him, trying to catch their breath. "We had to run, Tyler! That Phantom was getting too close. What did you want to do, just stand there?"

Tyler spun around, his temper flaring. "I don't know! Maybe not panic and run off without thinking? Now we're separated, and who knows where the hell we are!"

Y/n glared at him, their own frustration bubbling up. "We wouldn't be in this mess if you hadn't insisted on checking the houses in the neighborhood! You always have to be the brave one, don't you? Trying to out-do Ashlynn right?!”

Tyler clenched his fists, his anger rising. "I was just trying to make things easier and find materials! Is that such a crime? It's better than sitting around doing nothing!"

Y/n crossed their arms, their eyes blazing. "Easier? You call getting chased by a Phantom easier? You're always so reckless, Tyler! You never think things through, and now we're paying the price."

Tyler's face reddened with anger and a touch of embarrassment. "Well, excuse me for trying to impress you! Maybe I wanted to show you that I'm not just some hot-headed idiot who can't keep his cool! Maybe I wanted you to see I could be just as much of a leader as Ash!"

Y/n's eyes widened in shock, and they opened their mouth to retort, but Tyler cut them off, his voice louder and more desperate. "Yeah, that's right! I like you, okay? I thought if I could show you I was brave and adventurous, you'd see me differently!"

For a moment, there was silence between them, broken only by their heavy breathing. Y/n's expression softened, and shook their head, letting out a small, incredulous laugh. "Tyler, you're such an idiot. How could you not see that I've liked you for a long time? Why do you think I put up with your crazy ideas and temper?"

Tyler blinked, stunned by their words. "You- You do?"

Y/n sighed, a mix of exasperation and affection in their eyes. "Yes, Tyler. Even when you're being a hot-headed fool, I still care about you."

Before Tyler could respond, the rest of the group found them and they all quickly made it back to the bus graveyard. Everyone was shaken up, tired and Aiden ended up with a small scratch which Tyler commented on per usual and had a small little quarrel. They all relaxed, discussing what all had happened before each slowly started falling asleep. The thick fog around them began to dissipate, and the eerie landscape of the Phantom Dimension started to fade away. The familiar surroundings of their homes came into vision as each of their alarm clocks were mere seconds from going off.

Tyler laid there in bed, trying to process everything that had happened. “Shit…” He rubbed his eyes tiredly and tried to relax before he had to get him and Taylor to school. 

~Time Skip~

He and Taylor walked into Mr. Thomas’ class, everyone in the group following sleepily. They made it through the class slowly until the bell rung, waking Ashlynn and Taylor up from much needed rest. As they started their trudge to lunch, Y/n pulled Tyler to the side and asked to talk. The hallway was almost empty as they stood. He turned to Y/n, who looked just as bewildered but also slightly amused.

"Y/n," he began, his voice softer but still holding slight tension, "what you said last night... did you really mean it?"

Y/n looked at him, a small smile tugging at their lips. They stepped closer and, without a word, leaned in and kissed him. It was a quick, sweet kiss, but it sent a jolt of warmth through Tyler's entire body.

When they pulled away, Y/n smiled and said, "Does that answer your question?"

Tyler grinned, his heart racing for an entirely different reason now. "Yeah, it does."

As the lunchroom buzzed with the sound of students heading to their tables of friends, Y/n gave Tyler's hand a gentle squeeze before letting go. "Ill race you to the table for your fries," they said with a playful smile. “Alright, Bet on it.” he grinned.

As Y/n sped over to the table, Tyler close behind, he couldn’t help but smile, his lips still tingled from theirs. Okay so maybe he needed to be careful…Teams are important and now so were they.

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Your not very good at this

Silver the Hedgehog x fem! Reader

Got stuff from the drafts that need to breathe...trust that ive got requests in my inbox, those are being worked on....ANYWAY I finally watched the new Sonic 3 and now have inspiration for writing....

I love Silver....so....

Also reader is Amy's sister...idk I had this idea and thought it was cute... enjoy!!

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Silver paced nervously near the edge of the forest, his silver fur glowing faintly in the afternoon sun. His thoughts were a jumbled mess, all revolving around Y/n, Amy's spirited younger sister. She was kind, confident, and had a contagious laugh that echoed in his mind whenever he thought about her.

Desperate for advice, Silver decided to turn to someone who seemed to know a thing or two about relationships—Sonic. Probably not the best idea...

He zipped into the clearing where Sonic was relaxing under a tree. "Sonic, I need your help."

Sonic cracked an eye open and smirked. "What's up, future boy?"

Silver hesitated, rubbing the back of his neck. "I... I think I like someone, but I don’t know how to tell them."

Sonic sat up, his smirk growing wider. "Oh, ho, this is gonna be good. Who's the lucky lady? Wait, let me guess... It’s Blaze, isn’t it?"

Silver groaned in frustration. "No, it's not Blaze! Ugh, forget it, this was a mistake."

Sonic, thoroughly amused, leaned back against the tree, hands behind his head. "Aw, come on, don’t get all huffy. Just tell her how you feel. Be honest. And maybe don’t act too jumpy around her?? Might scare her off!"

"Thanks for nothing!" Silver snapped, storming off as Sonic’s laughter echoed behind him.

Silver stopped in the forest, leaning against a tree, his frustration boiling over. He clenched his fists and muttered, "Why did I think he would actually help?"

"Silver?" Y/n’s voice called softly.

Silver froze, his heart skipping a beat. He turned to see her standing a few feet away, her e/c eyes filled with concern. "Are you okay? You looked upset."

He sighed heavily, trying to compose himself. "I’m fine. Just... frustrated."

Y/n walked closer, her curiosity evident. "You sure? You can talk to me, you know."

Silver hesitated before blurting out, "I like someone, but I don’t know how to tell them."

Y/n’s expression faltered for a split second before she forced a smile. "Oh, I see. Well, maybe just be direct. Tell them how you feel. You’re a good guy, Silver. I’m sure they’ll see that."

Silver furrowed his brow, her words sinking in. He repeated softly, “Tell them how I feel…”

Y/n nodded, her smile kind but tinged with sadness. “Exactly. It’s the only way to know for sure.”

Silver’s heart pounded in his chest. Summoning every ounce of courage, he took a step closer to her. “I just did.”

Y/n blinked, confused at first, but as his words registered, her eyes widened. “Wait... what?”

Silver’s face flushed a deep red as he gestured nervously toward her. “I... I was talking about you, Y/n..”

Ruby’s cheeks turned a brilliant shade of pink. “Oh…” she whispered, stunned.

Terrified of her reaction, Silver panicked. In a last-ditch effort to salvage his courage, he leaned forward and pressed a quick, nervous kiss to her cheek. “I... I’m sorry, I have to go!” he stammered before vanishing in a flash of psychic energy.

Y/n stood there, her hand on her cheek where he’d kissed her, her heart racing. A slow, genuine smile spread across her face as she whispered, “You dork...”

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Y/n couldn’t wipe the smile off her face as she walked back to Amy’s house. Her fingers gently brushed against her cheek, where Silver’s lips had barely touched. She felt light, almost as if she were floating, the whole interaction replaying in her mind.

When she reached Amy’s place, she opened the door to find her sister sitting on the couch, flipping through a magazine. Amy looked up and immediately froze, her eyes narrowing suspiciously. “What’s that look for?” she asked, pointing at Y/n’s flushed face and the dreamy grin she couldn’t hide.

“What look?” Y/n said, trying and failing to act nonchalant as she kicked off her shoes and tried to head upstairs.

“Oh, no, you’re not getting away that easily!” Amy sprang up, blocking Y/n's path. “That’s not your normal face. You’re blushing! Spill it, Y/n. What happened?”

Y/n hesitated, her smile faltering. “It’s nothing, Amy, seriously—”

Amy gasped, clasping her hands together. “Did someone kiss you? Oh my gosh, they did, didn’t they?! Who was it? Was it someone I know? Was it Silver?!”

Y/n groaned, knowing there was no escaping Amy’s relentless questioning. She sighed and plopped down on the couch, hiding her face in her hands. “Okay, fine! Yes, it was Silver. He told me he liked me and then kissed me on the cheek before disappearing like the awkward mess he is.”

Amy let out a high-pitched squeal of excitement, practically bouncing in place. “Oh, my gosh! I knew it! I knew he had a thing for you. He’s been staring at you like a love-struck puppy every time we hang out. This is so cute! You have to tell me everything he said—wait, no, tell me how you feel first. Do you like him back?”

Y/n peeked at her sister through her fingers, a shy smile tugging at her lips. “Yeah… I think I do. He’s sweet, and honestly, I’ve kind of liked him for a while now. But I didn’t think he felt the same until today.”

Amy let out another excited squeal and grabbed Y/n’s hands. “This is amazing! You and Silver, my sister and one of my best friends—it’s perfect! You two are going to be so adorable together.”

Before Y/n could reply, a knock at the door interrupted them. Y/n’s eyes widened in panic, her face paling. “What if that’s him? Amy, you answer it. I can’t—I’m not ready!”

Amy rolled her eyes but went to the door, muttering, “You’re such a dork sometimes.” She opened the door, expecting Silver, but instead, Sonic leaned casually against the frame, his signature grin firmly in place.

“Hey, Ames,” Sonic said smoothly, stepping inside and wrapping an arm around her waist. He glanced over at Y/n, who was peeking nervously around the corner, her face still pink. “Well, well, if it isn’t little miss blushy. What’s got you so flustered?”

Amy smacked his arm playfully. “Sonic, don’t tease her. She’s had a *big* day.”

Sonic raised an eyebrow. “Big day, huh? Let me guess… Silver finally grew a spine and told her how he feels?”

Y/n groaned, hiding her face again. “Why does everyone know about this except me?”

“Because Silver’s not exactly subtle,” Sonic said with a chuckle. “He’s been tripping over himself around you for months. Took him long enough to say something, though.”

Amy smirked, leaning into Sonic’s side. “Don’t worry, Y/n. Sonic might be annoying, but he’s right. Silver likes you a lot, and if you like him back, then this is just the beginning of something really special.”

Y/n lowered her hands, her cheeks still warm but her smile returning. “You think so?”

Amy nodded firmly. “I know so. Now, come on, we need to figure out what you’re going to say when Silver shows up again.”

“Wait,” Y/n said, panicking slightly. “You don’t think he’s coming back today, do you?”

Amy grinned mischievously. “Oh, I wouldn’t put it past him. Better be ready, sis.”

Sonic grinned, clearly enjoying the moment far too much. “Oh, Y/n, you have no idea,” he said cheekily, stepping aside and revealing Silver, who was awkwardly pressed against the wall outside, his silver fur slightly ruffled and his face a deep shade of red.

“Sonic!” Silver hissed, clearly panicking. “I wasn’t ready for this!”

“You’re welcome, buddy,” Sonic replied with a laugh, patting Silver’s back. Then he turned to Amy and looped an arm around her waist. “Come on, Ames, we’ve got a date to get to.”

“What? Now?” Amy exclaimed, glancing between Y/n and Silver with a sly smile. “You’re leaving them alone?”

“Exactly,” Sonic said with a wink, already pulling her toward the door. “Have fun, lovebirds!”

Before Y/n could process what was happening, Sonic had pushed Silver into the house, the door closing behind him with a loud click. The sudden momentum sent Silver stumbling forward, and Y/n instinctively reached out to steady him, her hands gripping his forearms to keep him from falling.

The world seemed to stop for a moment. Y/n looked up, her wide ruby-red eyes locking with Silver’s golden ones. They were close—closer than she had expected—and the air between them was charged with nervous energy.

Silver swallowed hard, his voice barely above a whisper. “Hi.”

Y/n blinked, her cheeks flushing an even deeper pink. “Hi,” she replied softly.

They stayed like that for a few moments, neither knowing what to say or do. Silver’s hands hovered near her shoulders, unsure if he should step back or hold on. Y/n’s grip on his forearms tightened slightly, her heart racing so fast she thought it might burst.

“I—uh—” Silver started, then stopped, his brain failing him completely.

Y/n’s lips quirked into a nervous smile. “You’re not very good at this, are you?”

Silver groaned, closing his eyes in embarrassment. “Not at all.”

Her soft laugh broke the tension slightly, and she finally let go of his arms, though her hands lingered just a second longer than necessary. “It’s okay. I think it’s kind of… cute.”

Silver’s eyes shot open, and he looked at her with a mixture of hope and disbelief. “You do?”

She nodded, her smile growing. “Yeah. But you don’t have to be so nervous, Silver. It’s just me.”

“That’s the problem,” Silver muttered under his breath, though Ruby caught it. She tilted her head curiously, but before she could ask what he meant, Silver took a deep breath, his hands finally resting lightly on her shoulders.

“Y/n,” he said, his voice trembling slightly, “I… I meant everything I said earlier. I really, really like you. And if you don’t feel the same, that’s okay, but I just needed you to know.”

Y/n’s heart skipped a beat. She stared at him, his sincerity and vulnerability written all over his face. Slowly, she smiled, her voice soft and warm. “You’re such a dork, Silver.”

His face fell slightly. “Oh… right. Yeah, I—”

She cut him off by stepping closer, kissing his cheek and wrapping her arms around him in a hug. “But I like you too,” she whispered against his shoulder.

Silver froze for a moment before his arms slowly came up to hug her back. His face was beet red, but a smile broke out across his face as relief and happiness washed over him.

Outside, Sonic and Amy peeked through a window, grinning like proud matchmakers. “Told you this would work,” Sonic said smugly.

Amy rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide her own smile. “Alright, alright. You were right—for once.”

It's cold!!

Donnie and Leo x GN reader

Heheh cute shit I love Christmas

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A Snowy Retreat

It was one of those rare days when the city felt serene instead of chaotic. Snow blanketed New York, softening the harsh angles of rooftops and muffling the usual cacophony of life. Leonardo, leader in blue, stood atop a building alongside his partner, gazing at the cityscape as snowflakes spiraled down lazily.

"You know," they said, breaking the silence, "it’s kind of magical up here."

Leo smiled. "Yeah, it’s peaceful. Makes you forget all the craziness for a bit."

They turned to him with a mischievous glint in their eye. "Too peaceful."

Before Leo could react, a snowball smacked him square in the chest.

"Hey!" he exclaimed, brushing off the snow.

Their laughter echoed through the snowy silence. "You looked too calm. Had to fix that."

A smirk spread across Leo’s face as he crouched to gather snow. "Oh, it’s on now."

The fight began with a flurry of snowballs flying back and forth, each trying to outmaneuver the other. Leo’s ninja reflexes gave him an edge, but his partner’s determination leveled the playing field. He slid behind a chimney for cover as they pelted him with an impressive barrage of snowballs.

"You’re good," he admitted, peeking out to return fire.

"I’m better," they teased, narrowly dodging his shot.

After what felt like an hour, both were breathless and soaked from the snow. His partner was shivering, their gloved hands fumbling as they tried to scoop up another snowball.

"Alright, truce," Leo called, dropping his handful of snow.

They stood up, shaking out their jacket. "Alriiigghhhttty. But only cuz I'm cold!"

Leo stepped closer, concern replacing his playful grin. "You should’ve said something sooner." Without waiting for a response, he shrugged off his scarf and draped it over their shoulders. "Come on, let’s head back to the lair. I’ll warm you up properly."

They didn’t argue as he led the way back, expertly navigating the rooftops despite the snow.

When they arrived at the lair, the warmth was immediate and comforting. The hum of Donnie’s gadgets, the faint sound of Mikey humming in the kitchen, Raph training, and the scent of Splinter’s incense made it feel like home.

"Sit," Leo instructed, motioning toward the couch. "I’ll grab some blankets."

They sank into the cushions as he disappeared briefly. When he returned, he was carrying an armful of thick blankets and handed them a steaming mug of hot cocoa.

"You planned this, didn’t you?" they teased, taking a sip.

Leo grinned as he sat beside them, draping a blanket over the two of them. "I always have a plan."

They leaned against him, sighing contentedly as the warmth seeped into their bones. "You know, you’re pretty good at this whole ‘taking care of me’ thing."

Leo’s arm wrapped around their shoulders, pulling them closer. "That’s because you’re my favorite snowball rival."

They laughed softly, letting the exhaustion from the cold slip away. "You’re lucky I let you win."

"Sure," he said, his voice tinged with amusement. "But next time, I’m bringing reinforcements."

The sound of their laughter filled the lair, blending seamlessly with the comforting chaos of the turtles’ home.

A Chill in the Air

Snow dusted the rooftops of New York, creating a winter wonderland that felt oddly out of place in the city’s gritty backdrop. Donatello stood beside his partner, watching the snow fall silently under the glow of streetlights.

"It’s beautiful," they said softly, gazing out at the serene landscape.

Donnie nodded, his bo staff resting against his shoulder. "It is. But it’s also ridiculously inefficient. Snow impedes infrastructure, slows down transportation—"

"Donnie," they interrupted, turning to him with a grin, "can you ever just enjoy something without analyzing it?"

He tilted his head, lips quirking into a smirk. "Not really."

Their grin widened as they bent down to scoop up a handful of snow. "Maybe this will help."

Before he could compute the implications, a snowball splattered against his plastron. He looked down at the damp spot in mock offense. "Oh, so this is how we’re playing?"

"Obviously," they teased, already preparing another snowball.

Donnie adjusted his goggles and crouched down. "Alright, but don’t blame me if you regret this."

The fight began with flurries of snowballs arcing through the air. Donnie’s analytical mind turned the skirmish into a tactical exercise, calculating angles and wind speed to land his shots. His partner, however, relied on spontaneity and speed, often catching him off guard.

"Gotcha!" they cheered as a snowball hit him square on the shoulder.

Donnie wiped the snow off, shaking his head. "You’re infuriatingly good at this."

"Maybe you’re just bad," they teased, ducking behind a vent for cover.

He chuckled, lobbing another snowball their way. "Oh, you’re going to regret saying that."

But the cold was starting to seep into his hands and feet, and after a particularly well-aimed snowball smacked him in the face, Donnie called for a truce.

"Alright, alright! I concede!" he said, throwing his hands up in mock surrender.

His partner stood up, grinning triumphantly. "Admit it—I’m the snowball champion."

"Fine," Donnie muttered, brushing snow off his goggles. "But only because my body temperature is lower than it should be."

They stepped closer, brushing snow off his shoulders. "Come on, let’s go back to the lair. I think you’ve earned some hot chocolate."

Donnie sighed dramatically. "Hot chocolate and maybe a blanket. Or two. Or three."

When they arrived back at the lair, Donnie immediately headed for the couch, shedding his gear as he flopped down with an exaggerated groan. His partner chuckled, grabbing a couple of blankets from the pile Donnie always kept handy for "emergency relaxation purposes."

They sat beside him, draping one blanket over both their laps and the other over his shoulders. Donnie let out a contented hum as he leaned into them, his cheek brushing against their shoulder.

"Much better," he murmured.

They smiled, wrapping an arm around him. "You’re such a baby about the cold."

"Excuse me," Donnie said, voice muffled by the blanket, "I’m a scientist, not a snow creature. This is not my natural environment."

They laughed softly, running their fingers through his snow-dampened mask tails. "Well, you’re in your natural environment now. Warm, cozy, and with me."

He turned his head to look at them, a small smile spreading across his face. "You make a compelling argument."

Donnie shifted closer, resting his head against their shoulder. They stayed like that, wrapped in warmth and quiet companionship, as the sounds of his brothers echoed faintly in the background.

"Next time," Donnie murmured, "we bring portable heaters to the snowball fight."

They laughed again, pulling the blanket tighter around him. "Next time, maybe you just stay inside."

"Tempting," he muttered, already half-asleep. "Very tempting."

This^ guys I just found out what booping was this morning wtf....

I must've not ever been active ok halloween before????

Anyway HAPPY HALLOWEEN GUYS♡

IT'S BEEN AN HOUR AND ALL I'M DOING IS BOOPING AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAÆÄÅÂÁÆ