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Happiness
01: Them sharing a lazy morning together
02: A simple moment that results in an “I love you”
03: One of them critiquing the other’s kissing abilities (not serious)
04: Them reuniting after being apart for a long time
05: One of them is senselessly admiring their lover’s beauty
06: Bickering while ____(asker’s choice)____
07: Doing a simple task together (cooking, cleaning, organizing, etc)
08: Doing something artistic together (instruments, painting, watching a film, taking photos, etc)
09: Having breakfast, lunch, or dinner together
10: A failed attempt at a romantic moment, but the other doesn’t mind
Darkness
11: The two of them partaking in angry, animalistic sex
12: One learning a dangerous secret about the other
13: Whereas one is at the total mercy of the other
14: After a fight, one locks themselves in the bedroom while the other attempts to get inside
15: A very dangerous misunderstanding
16: A moment where one pleads “I love you”, but the other doesn’t believe them
17: One of them tells a dark secret from their past
18: A scene in which one of their greatest fears is no longer kept secret
19: In which one accidentally frightens the other
20: “Light shines brightest in the dark…”
Seduction
21: Something spontaneous and random… irresistible
22: Frantically, helplessly… one whispers, “take me.”
23: A moment where the submissive is allowed their chance to be “in charge”
24: Delirious, slow, and tantalizing foreplay
25: One of them is frantic about something, so the other silences them with a harsh kiss
26: One denies the other what they most desire… before eventually delivering
27: While making slow, sweet love, one whispers sweet nothings to the other
28: One infiltrates the other in the shower
29: Submissive is forced to confess their darkest desires to their lover
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Story: Hamato Miwa
Rating: G
Summary: AU - What if Yoshi had saved Miwa from the fire and raised her alongside the turtles?
The building was aflame.
His house and all he loved set alight by a man he once had called brother. He’d lost everything important to him. His wife, who lay lifeless in his arms, and he could not hear his daughter's cries anymore, only the loud roar of the fire surrounding him and the hate and despair creaming in his mind. He assumed Miwa was either taken by the flames, or choked on the thick black smoke that was filling the spaces that the flames hadn’t yet consumed.
The shadowy outline of his betrayer had faded from Yoshi’s view. There was only two thoughts running through his head; Getting revenge on Saki, or letting himself be consumed by the flames.
Suddenly the figure of Oroku Saki was back, making his way into the flames like the yoki he had acted like.
At first he missed the soft sound. The smell of smoke and pure heat distorting his senses to the point he wasn’t sure what was real. The only thoughts in his head were revenge and how Saki would suffer for what he had done to him.
But the hissing of the flames were barely masking it, the loud crying of his infant daughter slowly filtered into his rational mind, washing away the anger as he realised there was something more important for him to fight for than revenge.
With a heavy heart he lay his wife's body on the ground, leaving a small kiss against her forehead. If it was in his control then Shen would have a proper funeral, she deserved to end this life with dignity and surrounded by friends and family, with her loved ones able to grieve respectfully for her. As it was, her body would be taken by the flames, further fuelling his hatred of Saki.
As he stood and made his way quickly towards the sound of his crying child he decided to think of Shen’s impromptu cremation as something different. Her body would be consumed by the flames, in the same way the nordic vikings would be on their funeral boat. He needed to think that way so that his despair didn’t distract him from saving losing the one thing he still had in this world; Miwa.
He arrives moments after her cries stop and his heart skips a beat. But his child is alive and stood in her crib, reaching out towards a man that he can only see the back of, but instantly knows him.
“Saki! Stay away from my daughter!”
The angry shout gives the young clan leader enough time to step away from the rushed attack, easily dodging Yoshi before swinging around to attack himself.
Miwa's cries rang louder in both men’s ears as they fought amongst the flames. Both were skilled in the same arts, having been brothers in all things they knew eachothers style well, making it difficult for either warrior to take advantage for long enough to end the fight.
Suddenly Oroku Saki slashed out in a dirty move with his tanto, any honor and discipline that the man once had faded before Hamato Yoshi’s eyes. The man he had called brother was truly gone, as lost to him now as their beloved Teng Shen.
There was a terrible noise as the fire finally ate away at the roof, causing flaming debris to fall around them. To the two trained warriors this did nothing but spur their hatred further, both thinking of leaving the other to the terrible fate of being burned alive with the house.
But the falling debris was a more dangerous to the little girl who gave a blood cuddeling cry as a piece landed inside her crib, kindling against the fabric and threatening to set the whole thing alight with her still inside.
Just as the fathers sudden fear gave the new leader of the foot a chance to end him, there was a loud SNAP as one of the roof beams came hurtling down at them.
Both men acted with the quick instincts that they had been raised to respect. Rolling out of the way only just in time to avoid being crushed under the hefty support beam.
With a relieved sigh Yoshi noticed that Saki had dodged in the opposite direction, now trapped in the other side of the impassable wall of flame.
Quickly Yoshi scooped up his crying child before the small flame in her crib could take her from him aswell.
All thought of revenge dissapeared, nothing mattered now but the sacred life he know held in his scarred hands.
Miwa's was crying and screaming, he could see her one arm was burnt badly and he knew that they would need medical attention before they could flee to America. Where Teng Shen had wanted them to retire and become a real family. In her memory he would honor her wishes.
America should be safe for them. Away from their past and the evil men that would hunt them, either in revenge for Saki's Death, or by the man himself if by some minimal he managed to survive the flames he himself had set in place
Eventually his daughter exhausted her self with her screaming and cried herself to sleep. With a sad smile Yoshi looked down at her, how much she looked like Shen when she was sleeping.
It wasn't until he was ready to collapse, having ran all the way to the closest hospital that he allowed himself to cry. Grieving for all that he had lost that day.
Hello! I saw your Rocksteady and Bebop art (like wow it was super cute?) and was wondering if there's a ship name for them yet
ive been tagging them royal weenies which is what people were calling them in the 2012 series *cough* but no ones been making content *cough* ive also seen rockbop though
@terrapinwin Leo is actually begging you to let him just have a taste of your sweet blood, your flavour is intoxicating to him, just the scent of it rushing against your pulse point is slipping away his cool control he has over his urges. "Please~ Ariel. Just, just a little taste." As his fangs are already running cold against your neck.l With a small inhale you nod your head. It is somthing you do not allow him often, but excites you all the same. The level of trust as he hovers over your pulse, the main artery that could mean your life or death. And yet you trust him completely. Despite the pure need rolling off of him he is gentle, painting a wet strip across your neck with his flexible tounge before taking his bite. For a moment it doesn't seem like he will be able to stop himself this time, biting harder onto your flesh with a relived sounding moan as your sweet nectar fills his mouth, making his cold blood warm with your essence. But before you can start to feel light headed from it he pulls back, attacking all of your neck with hungry open mouthed kisses that are all tounge and teeth, like he is trying to mark you as his, but manages to just about control himself from leaving any more marks other than the two pin hole scars his fangs will leave. With a final lick against the bite mark he pulls back, eyes shining with a mix of pride and lust that you allow him this small favour. "Thank you... but it's not fair for me to take without giving." His voice is a soft purr, every bit as mysterious as the supernatural creature he is as he closes the distance between his slightly bloodstained lips and your own. You have indulged him in his desire. And now he is prepared to return the favour...
@kimberlygb-draws It was literally with a crash that Raph collided into her on that rooftop, truthfully she had been standing there in hopes that she might see him again on one of his nightly patrols. This time she was in luck though, the dark green ninja was alone, panting slightly and clearly worked up over something. Probably another argument with his brother, though Leo had been away fishing for some reason a lot of the time Raph spoke about him lately. "Sorry I..." His apologies fall short as he sees the position he's in, sprawled on top of her, his legs tucked between her thighs. His face blushed to match his Mask as he moves to stand up and out of the awkward positon. But she has other ideas, sitting up she pulls him next to her to cuddle with, not letting him stand fully untill he is settled snuggly against her side. "Need to talk about it?" Her cheeks were flushed pink, but she could tell when he was wound up over something. The two sat cuddled on the rooftop for a long time, not needing to say anything as they enjoyed eachothers company. Her arms wrapped around him while his hand made themselves busy. One drake green hand tangled on her curly and the other running down her thigh, gel type stroking the back of her knee is a way that made her squirm as he gave a light chuckle in return.
For your drabble requests: If you'd like tooo, perhaps a little Raphly (Raph/Kimberlygb) pairing, and the prompt could be Raph and Kim, summertime pool/lake/ocean /water antics? Whatever inspires you most! c:
How did I know what you were going to request XD And I think I know just the pic to do ;)
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Leorai - the way you say 'I love you' - too fast into your scarf. Foot!Leo :p have fun with it XD
He feels nothing but the will of his master.
Until he sees her.
Her green eyes sparks a memory so violent that his head explodes in an unbearable headache. Eventually it subsides, settles, and he can breathe again. But now every breath, every thought, is full of her. Her laugh, her smile, the way she talks, her glistening stare. Does she recognize him too? What feelings does he provoke in her?
Eliminating Hamato Yoshi is still his priority, but every time his mind leaves that place, it enters into her embrace. The memory of her hand in his, her soft laughter, blades clashing in the night. Migraines are common now, but he can’t stop thinking, can’t stop longing. And finally they are alone, wandering the corridors to their next objective.
He casts her glances, feels that impending throbbing in the back of his head. His mouth is so dry, it’s difficult to part his lips, to form a sentence, but he tries, tries to tell her how he feels, tries to ask all these questions that has began to roam in his heart.
“I love you,” He whispers, almost chokes on the word, coughs into his red scarf.
“What did you say?” She turns to him, nails him with a gaze so cold and distant that it makes him come to a complete halt.
“I-” The room is spinning, he can’t stand upright, can’t stand her gaze, can’t-
Leonardo hunches over and heaves, heaves and gags until he throws up. He blinks, vision blurry and full of tears, but soon the wriggling worm comes into focus.
And his mind blossoms with the truth.
Karai is staring at him, face scrunched up in confusion and disgust. He wants to reach out to her, but he’s so tired, like all energy left his body along with the brain worm.
Leo collapses onto the floor, everything goes black.
The red clone pulled itself to full hight, squaring up against his new 'leader'. “What the hell makes you think you're in charge.” He growled defiantly, one eye twitching in anger.
“I'm the most stable. And cloned from the leader. It works for them, it's why they are so strong.” The blue clone stated with determination.
“We're not them! And we're never gonna be! We're just weapons.” Red exploded, lashing out at Blue.
The purple one sighed. It wasn't the first time those two had fought. He was just annoyed that he'd have to patch them up afterwards.
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