This Is Beautiful😂😂

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What is one phrase that would turn the brother's on or drive them wild?😉

Leonardo:

He’s always gotta find a way to assert his dominance. He loves a challenge. He just needs to hear you say it. Out of immense respect for his family, however, he tries to remain subtle at most. When you’re alone, though…given his mood…

“You want it? Come and get it.”—————–

Raphael:

Similar to Leo, he’s naturally driven by alpha instincts. Of course, UNLIKE Leo, he doesn’t mind affection in public (after a while, and depends on if Splinter’s present) when you give him the chance. Especially if he gets to touch dat assssss.

“Oi, a little help here, Red?” ——————-

Donnie is a piece of work. He’s so fun to mess with, honestly. He’s easily flustered from his lack of social skills, so when you’re just too sweet with him in the lab, when you ask for help in more ways than one, he goes crazy. He’s such a goof for pet names, too. It usually happens when you’re touching him, especially during a massage.

“There we go. Oh, you’re just getting more worked up. Ugh, I’ll never be able to ease the tension like this…”——————–

Mikey; he’s spontaneous combustion in a shell. So many things can rile him up; he can’t help it, you’re just so hot and PERFECT! He’s at his peak when you’re sitting in his lap, doing whatever, and he inhales your scent and it’s over.

“Heyyy, baby. I love you. Heehee…Ooooh…”

Who's your BNHA Thirst Daddy? 🤣🤣🤣

I LITERALLY THIRST OVER MOST OF THEM NGL

BNHA OC Form, Kayla

|Basic Info|

Name: Kayla Adachi

Nicknames/Aliases:Kay KK

Gender: Female

Age: 15

Birthday: 8/27

Sexuality: Bi

Height: 5'1

Weight: 114 lbs

Hair Color: Dark brown 

Eye Color: Dark brown

Skin Color: White 

Looks: Looks like your average teenage girl but if you look closely, her eyes look like liquid. Slim, flexible build. Looks more childlike. Puppy dog eyes for days

Occupation: UA student

|Relationships|

Parent(s): Both parents are normally at work so she and her siblings kinda raised themselves

Sibling(s): An older brother, a younger brother, and a younger sister

Relative(s): She isn't too close with any of them

Friend(s): Octavia, Stasi, and Destiny 

Romantic Interest(s): A kid from 1B who she watches from afar

Pet(s): A parakeet 

|Hero/Villain Details|

Hero/Villain Name: Puddler

Costume: A light orange suit with grey boots and a white oval splotch in the center

Motivations: Wants to be able to be there for her kids instead of working all day like hers

Quirk: Solid To Liquid 

Abilities: Can turn solids to liquids and vice versa 

Weaknesses: If she has to melt something and then return it back to its original state it exhausts her. When she converts too many things her body starts to feel heavier and she becomes slower

Other Abilities: Super flexible and quick. Also she can use her ability to turn fruits into liquid. 10/10 would recommend her smoothies 

|Statistics|

Power: 4/5

Speed: 4/5

Technique: 4/5

Intelligence: 3/5

Cooperativeness: 5/5

|Quote|

I'm not cute, I'm a danger to society 

YO WRITERS

Stop what you’re doing right now and go write 3 sentences of your story.

Every time you see this, write 3 lines.

Reblog so other writers will do the same, let’s finish these damn stories.

This is my favorite doctor Seuss poem 🙏🏻🙏🏻

i would let this man bang me so hard with no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen door to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while I grasp for air, scream and huff, upside down on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on the chair, being carried, against a wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in a car, on the motorcycle, in the bed of a trunk, in a trampoline, in a bounce house, inside a pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, having the most toe curling, toe clenching, back arching, legs shaking, fist clenching, muffled sounds, ear ringing, mouth drooling, nose drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, can't take it anymore, legs divorcing and breaking in half, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, fireworks, sheet gripping, knuckle cracking, jaw dropping, soul snatching, over stimulating, ovulating, vile, sloppy, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious, gushy, creamy, Beasley, devilishly, lip biting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, black hole cresting, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, body numbing, can't walk, head nodding, volcano erupting, sweat rolling. Voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, skin peeling, pussy popping, back cuts, heavenly, devils tango, and still worth it.

Our Omega

Hawks x F!reader x Fatgum

A/N: This is once again just pure smut so WHOOPS

@redrehab​ this smut war is not over yet and you shall feel my sinful wrath   *pulls out lightsaber*

(Omegaverse)

Enjoy sinners <3

You were sitting in the living room scrolling through social media while your mate, Hawks, lifted weights in the spare room. The front door swung open suddenly to reveal your other mate Fatgum, who was sweating and sporting a few bruises, his body deflated to his fit form. His breathing was labored and the second his eyes met yours a deep growl emitted from his chest.

You felt your body relax submissively and immediately knew something was off.

Shit, his rut isn’t supposed to be for another month, you thought as he took a step towards you, his pheromones surrounding you like a blanket, stained with the scent of arousal. He growled again and another growl sounded from the room behind you where Hawks stood, sweat dripping down his exposed chest. You almost didn’t hear the whine that left your mouth as slick pooled between your thighs and soaked through your shorts.

Before the other alpha could make a move, Hawks moved to stand between you and the rutting alpha. “Taishiro, what’s going on?” he demanded through gritted teeth.

“Villain… quirk,” he huffed, “Omega, let me breed you…” 

Fatgum’s yellow eyes zeroed in on yours and the sinful sound that left him had you moaning out loud. Suddenly you were wrapped in a second scent as Hawks gave in to his growing desire, fueled by his other mate's pheromones. Your alpha’s didn’t even bother to move things to the bedroom as Hawks pulled your back against his chest and sat on the couch. His strong arms wrapped themselves around your stomach as he nibbled at your neck. “Fuck angel you smell so fucking good,” he groaned as he licked along your sweat gland before sucking at the skin just beneath your ear. 

For a moment, the larger male just watched with lust filled eyes. Just his gaze was causing more slick to leak out of you and you could hear Hawks inhaling it like a drug. Fatgum's nose flared as the scent of your arousal hit his nose and you moaned as Hawks slipped on of his hands into your shorts and slipped two fingers easily between your slick folds.

“God Keigo,” you moaned as he immediately started a fast pace, filling the room with squelching sounds from all of your slick.

A growl to your left drew your eyes back to Fatgum, who was crouching down and inhaling your scent as he worked a hand along his thick member, his pants having been discarded at some point. The only coherent thought in your mind was that you needed him inside of you filling you up with his knot. The thought caused you to whimper and his eyes snapped up to yours. “Taishi, please alpha…” you weren’t able to get anything else out as Hawks crooked his fingers and brushed against your g-spot. 

Your back arched but your moan was cut off when a thick finger breached your lips. You immediately began to suck at it as you stared into your mate's yellow eyes. “Fuck baby, look at you. Keigo, move your hand, I’m gonna take care of our little omega.” Hawks removed his hand from your pants and brought his fingers up to suck your slick off of them with a long, drawn out moan.

You whined before returning your gaze to Fatgum, who was stroking your inner thigh. As you watched him gently caress you, you were  lifted from your lust filled state enough to remember that he was hurt. “Taishiro, you’re hurt,” you huffed as you reached out for him. “You need to eat and get rest.”

The alpha only lowered your hand before kissing your lips heatedly. “They’re only scratches my love, and I have the perfect meal,” he lowered his head closer to your core as he ripped off your shorts, “right here.” 

The finger that had been in your mouth pushed into you as he attached his mouth to your clit and sucked. “Alpha!” you cried out, back arching as you reached for his head. Strong hands grabbed your arms and pulled them behind you as Hawks ground his erection up into you. 

“Fuck angel, you’re loving this aren’t you?” he leaned forward so his mouth was against the shell of your ear as he added, “you just love when your alpha’s take care of you, don’t you? You can’t wait to be stuffed full with our knots?”

“Please fill me alpha, I need your knot,” you mewled as the mouth around your clit pulled back and fingers left you empty and whining.

You were suddenly lifted as Hawks moved to lean against the arm of the couch and you were flipped onto your knees, ass in the air and mouth right above the winged hero’s ever growing bulge. Behind you, your rutting alpha pinned both of your arms to your back before slipping both wrists through the makeshift handcuffs he had made from one of Hawks discarded ties. He pulled them tight before grabbing the tie and pulling you up so your back was against his. “Are you ready for my knot baby?” he teased as you felt the head of his erection ghosting against your entrance.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you responded. “Please Taishi, I need you inside of me,” you cried and without warning his thick cock breached your entrance. There was a slight stinging but you were high off of the feeling as he lowered your head back down and began thrusting in and out of you. You found yourself hovering over your other alpha’s bare cock greedily taking it into your mouth and swallowed around him.

A hand twisted in your hair before tugging you off of Hawks cock, the said hero’s golden eyes never leaving your face as he teased the head of his length against your lips and he held your head up by your hair. “Shit angel you just love skewering yourself between us don’t you?” He let go of your hair and you returned to sucking him off as he groaned sinfully above you. Fatgum was no better as he rutted into you, still holding your wrists behind you as he used it to pull you towards him with every snap of his hips,

The pace suddenly changed as both heros grabbed onto you and thrust themselves into your waiting holes. Hawks was the first one to finish as he filled your mouth with his seed, watching as you dutifully swallowed every drop. As soon as he had pulled out of your mouth, Fatgum shoved you into the couch, allowing him to reach new angles inside of you. You no longer cared to feel embarrassed about the loud sinful sounds leaving your mouth that you were sure the neighbors could hear, and as you felt your orgasm approaching you whined to warn him. Taishiro licked up your neck before sinking his teeth into your bonding mark, ripping your orgasm from you with a shout of both their names. You felt his knot against your entrance before it was stuffing you full and he filled you. 

It took a minute for the knot to deflate but he untied your wrists before he pulled out of you and groaned, stumbling over to the kitchen. “I need a snack, but don’t you dare move,” he said locking eyes with you. “I’m nowhere near finished with you.”

Marry: Leo, Cuddle: Mikey, Fuck: Donnie, and Kiss: Raph 💖💖

You guys know that game Kiss Marry Fuck?

Well now I introduce Kiss, Marry, Fuck, and Cuddle!

Reply with your preferences! :D

For me, it’s:

Cuddle: Leo; Kiss: Donnie; Fuck: Raph; Marry: Mikey~

I PROMISE

TMNT

Mikey x Reader

So I felt like writing something depressing because we all need a little turtle love but some of us just need it differently. Sending my love to those of you with depression <3 Hope yall like it :)

Trigger Warning: Suicide, self harm, bullying, and depression.  

Your life had always been bland and empty, it was something you’d learned to live with for as long as you could remember. That was… until you had met them. The turtles were the only people you had ever met who had ever given two shits about you. Your parents had neglected you for most of your life and the only friend you’d ever had had moved overseas to Ireland. The only good luck you’d had in your whole seventeen years was meeting the turtles two years ago.

They’d brought happiness into your world and made you feel human for the first time in your life, but out of all of them Mikey had helped you the most. You admire his strength and ability to lighten the mood, it had helped you on numerous occasions.

You really needed that today.

It was your birthday and as usual it seemed to be a day of torture. Every year something would happen to remind you that it was just another year people had to tolerate you and that you had to live through their torment. This time one of the girls in your foods class, who’d been partnered with you to take care of the laundry, had made a point of spilling bleach on you when the teacher wasn’t in the room.

She had pointed at you with a smirk and laughed. “Well maybe that will clean you up you filthy fat whore,” she’d announced, and the whole class laughed along with her.

You didn’t waste a second as you grabbed your backpack and ran out of the room to the sound of the whole class chanting, “(Y/N)’s a whore, (Y/N)’s a whore!”

Tears clouded your vision until you no longer knew where you were going, but you didn’t care, not anymore, there was no more reason to. At one point you caught sight of your reflection as you were passing a store window, bringing you to a halt. You looked awful. Your favorite dark orange shirt was already fading to white in messy splotches and so were your skinny jeans. Your beautiful (h/c) hair was covered in the nasty chemical making it crusty and plain out gross as it dripped from the tips onto the sidewalk, but the stench was the worst part. You saw a lady give you a disgusted look as she passed by and you ducked your head in shame before diving into the nearest alleyway and lifting up the closest manhole cover. During your time with the turtles your strength had grown and lifting the covers had became second nature.

You ran through the sewers as the memories flooded your vision. (Y/N)’s a whore! (Y/N)’s a whore! (Y/N)’s a whore!

“I’m a stupid fat whore…”

The words were barely a whisper, but the second they fell from your lips fresh tears fell in turrets and you had to stop moving as sobs racked your body. Why? Why did everyone need to remind you how useless you were? You knew no one cared, you’d accepted the fact a long time ago, no one loved you enough to care if you were gone. The thoughts and sobbs lasted only a few minutes before you took a few shaky breaths to calm yourself and continued walking.

When you arrived at the front doors to the lair you stopped. You wiped your eyes to make sure there were no remaining tears staining your cheeks for them to discover before you took another deep breath and walked in.

The first thing you noticed upon entering was that the lair was warm and smelled like pizza. You heard laughing to your left and looked up the small set of stairs to where the table was to see that the boys were eating pizza and betting on who would win the arm wrestling match that was going on between Leo and Raph.

You couldn’t help but feel happiness surge through the darkness at the sight, it brought back memories of happier times.

Back when you used to live with them for days at a time, during which you would wake up to Leo and Raph fighting and be the one to break them up. Back when you and Mikey would watch videos and spend all night talking about God knows what. Those were the days you lived for, the days you only had to worry about if Leo would burn dinner, or if Donnie would pass out from sheer exhaustion, or what you and Mikey would talk about that night…

The phone call had changed it all. Your parents demanded you come back, if you didn’t they’d take extreme measures. You didn’t want to find out what those were so you packed your things and prepared to leave after all the boys went to sleep that night, but as you were leaving you woke Mikey.

The argument you two had that night was one you’d rather not remember, but it seemed you could never get it out of your mind. It seemed to be burned there like a lingering scar in your memory.

He had refused to let you go. When you asked him why he refused to answer, just kept trying to convince you to stay. Your voices had steadily raised until the volume had woken his brothers and even Splinter. After a while you’d had enough and as you began to leave he had screamed at you that he didn’t want to see you hurt. That had been a year ago and as far as the brothers knew you were doing fine, better actually. They had no idea what things were really like...

You smiled and walked over, dumping your backpack at the foot of the small stairs, joining in on the fun.

Both turtles were straining and holding eye contact as they attempted to out gun the other. You laughed a little causing all attention to go to you as Raph flexed and pinned his older brother’s arm to the table.

“Ha, looks like I win Fearless.”

“It doesn’t count if I was distracted Raph,” Leo growled as they both looked at you.

Mikey gasped. “Dude what happened to you?” he asked as he looked you over.

You flinched a bit but smiled and said, “an accident with bleach in foods, a girl tripped and spilled bleach on me, nothing major.”

All the brothers seemed to gasp at the same time. “Nothing major?” they shouted in unison.

“Did she do it on purpose?”

“Did you tell a teacher?”

“Did ya knock ‘er out?”

“Did it get in your eyes?”

“Woah, woah, woah, guys relax!” you shouted, “it’s ok, the teacher wasn’t there so I left but I didn’t feel like going home so I came here instead. No there’s none in my eyes, just all over my clothes and hair. And no, Raph, I didn’t beat her up.”

Raph threw up his hands. “Well ‘scuse me for wondering if that girl got a proper ass whoopin.’”

“Looks like your clothes are ruined Angel Cakes, we should get you washed up while Donnie calls April.”

Mikey led you to the bathroom as Donnie took out his phone and dialed said girl and Leo and Raph went back to arguing about who had won their earlier fight.

As you entered the guest bathroom Mikey helped you take off your shoes while you grabbed a towel from beneath the sink. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Mikey scanning over your facial features, so you tried to keep them from showing the pain you felt. “Are you sure you’re ok (Y/N/N)?”

You smiled at the nick name and nodded encouragingly. “I promise Mikey, I’m fine. Just in desperate need of a shower,” you admitted sheepishly.

The orange clad turtle looked you over another time before smiling and getting up. “Well then I’ll let you take your shower. Holler at me if you need anything,” he said with a wink before lightly ruffling the dry part of your hair.

As the door shut behind him you let out a sigh and began to undress. You stepped into the shower and turned the knob as far as it could go. As the scalding water ran over your skin you found your thoughts wandering back to the dark places they had been treading through earlier. A tear streaked down your cheek but you didn’t notice as it mixed with the water running over your face. The water had reached an almost unbearable temperature by the time you turned to wash yourself off, but you barely even registered it as your thoughts roamed to desperate places. You were only half aware of your actions as you washed your body and shampooed your hair. You were only focused on the thoughts invading your mind.

(Y/N)’s a stupid fat whore!

Why can’t you follow orders like your sister.

You’ll never be anybody special.

Get your head out of the clouds, you can never be anything useful with all your daydreams.

Take a hike bitch.

What guy would want you?

Tears had begun to stream down your cheeks as memories flooded your mind and you finished washing your hair. There was something deep inside your soul that wanted to scream, to cry out for help, but what if they were right. What if nobody cared? What if nobody wanted you?

Your thoughts suddenly turned to Mikey. Would he care when you were gone? Would he cry and beg for you to come back?

No.

No one would.

A hand reached out and grasped your razor. You could end it. You could make it stop. Make the dull ache in the backs of your heart and skull disappear and the torment of your soul stop. You felt a slight sting as the razor dug into the skin of your left arm. The smell of blood filled you sinuses as you looked down to see the cuts bleeding. The wounds helped clear your thoughts as you dragged the sharp metal object across your arm again, and again, and again before switching to your other arm. Relief flooded your senses as the pain took over, but it wasn’t enough. You needed more.

You stepped out of the shower and into the foggy bathroom, barely able to see anything. Without letting go of the razor you wrapped your towel around you and stepped in front of the fogged up mirror. You swiped your hand across it, revealing your face. Your sad (e/c) eyes, your pale face, and the bags underneath your eyes. No one should have to live life like this. No one.

A knock on the door brought you out of your thoughts.

“Hey (Y/N), April dropped off some clothes and the rest of the bro’s went into the dojo to train so-” his words were suddenly cut off before he knocked on the door again, this time louder, “are you ok? There’s super steamy air coming out from under the door. Can I come in?”

Your breathing hitched in your throat as you reached over and locked the door. Not seconds later you heard the doorknob rattling as Mikey attempted to enter. His shouting grew and you knew that he could easily have Donnie taking the door off it’s hinges in a matter of minutes so you turned to look into the mirror as you held the metal against the skin of your neck.

BOOM!

The door shook as Mikey kicked it, almost sending the door flying. The door was suddenly pulled in the opposite direction to show Mikey at the same time that blood started to run down your neck.

Baby blue eyes met (e/c) as he stared at you with a pleading look. His usually bright demeanor was completely gone, replaced with sadness and above all, fear. You could see his hands shaking as they slowly reached out to you.

“(Y/N).”

You inhaled sharply. Although the words were barely audible they held more meaning than anyone else would ever understand. He rarely called you by your first name and he had never looked at you like that before.

It was then that all of the dark thoughts began to fade from your mind as you realized that all your earlier thoughts were false. Against your will your arms fell to your side and the razor dropped to the floor.

In mere seconds Mikey had his arms around you as the razor slid across the floor.

“Shhhhh, it’s ok (Y/N). I’m here. Please don’t ever do that again, you scared the shit out of me.”

His words barely registered in your mind as you finally let loose and slumped against his form. Your tears ran free and your sobs were so loud it hurt. You tried to hide the sounds against his neck but as his arms tightened around your shaking figure your walls began to crumble.

“I love you, please don’t leave me,” you whispered as you clung to him.

“I won't sweetheart, I promise. I- I love you too (Y/N). I’ll do anything to see you happy again,” he pushed you back a bit so he could look you in the eyes, his baby blue orbs moist with tears, “just promise me you’ll let Donnie take care of your cuts and that you’ll talk to me next time, I don’t want to see you so hurt.”

As his arms wrapped firmly back around you you felt all your walls caving in, the caution tape around your heart being ripped away, and your heart finally seemed to beat to in time with the universe.

And finally, you were at peace, you were home.

You nodded, a small smile gracing your features through the tears. “I promise.”

*Pats* It will all make sense soon (I hope).

Thoughts on 2018 Turtles

I am trying so hard to like it.

I am trying to like the new turtles.

Like trying.

But I’m just like…

I like that they tryna change things but it's too much.

Thoughts on 2018 Turtles

I am trying so hard to like it.

I am trying to like the new turtles.

Like trying.

But I’m just like…