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autobot2001 · 15 days

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When Acting OK Fails

Author: Autobot2001 Genre: Fanfiction Fandom: Transformers Rating: T Warning: None Pairing: None Description: Crosshairs worries about Drift as the two watch Jamie in a coma. His efforts to act ok come crashing down. Continued from febuwhump day 20. Perhaps not what's expected but this came to mind.

@medwhumpmay day 16; coma

Crosshairs and the three medics worry that Drift blames himself for Jamie’s coma, despite the situation being beyond his control. Even if he watched her lose consciousness. Jamie would still suffer a moderate flare-up. They also worry about what Jamie said before running off. The medics also worry about Crosshairs brushing his own emotions with this situation aside with worry for Drift.

The medics don’t know that Crosshairs will not be sleeping tonight. He worries Drift will have a nightmare and because acting like he’s ok is backfiring on him. Crosshairs stands by Jamie’s bed, looking at the monitor. She’s stable for now, but knowing she could decline or that the ventilator is breathing for her hurts Crosshairs. He’s struggling to keep it together and leaves the room before he wakes Drift up.

Crosshairs sits on the floor, sweating like he did an intense workout. He takes his leather trench coat off and folds it into a pillow. He lies on the cold floor, hoping that’ll help.

Drift sits on the edge of the cot. Looking at Jamie’s vitals before standing up to walk to the bathroom. He assumed Crosshairs was sleeping on an exam room table rather than the chair. He doesn’t think either could be comfortable. Drift still needs to check on Crosshairs.

The mech wasn’t expecting to see Crosshairs lying on the floor. The second Drift sits on his knees by Crosshairs, he knows what’s going on. He worries this results from Crosshairs acting ok rather than Crosshairs slept on the chair and had a nightmare. He worries about seeing the sweat on Crosshairs. Drift wets a paper towel from the bathroom. Hoping to help Crosshairs. Uncertain if speaking is wise or if he can keep himself composed while saying something. They’ve seen Jamie in a coma from a flare-up before. It’s knowing this is a moderate flare-up with a higher chance of declining. They think about the nightmare situation. “Sit up.” Drift lifts Crosshairs up, discovering how sweaty his neck is. Drift is worried about the potential that Crosshairs is getting dehydrated. Crosshairs feels dizzy and leans on Drift. This worries Drift. He gets his water bottle from his subspace. “Here, you need to drink.” Crosshairs drinks some water as Drift wraps an arm around him.

The two sit in silence for a few minutes until Crosshairs is falling asleep. “Come on, up.” Crosshairs stands up with Drift. He lets the mech lead him into the room.

He sits on the cot. Crosshairs doesn’t argue with Drift as he’s made to lie on the cot. This does concern Drift even while he’d rather not argue. Drift sits on the chair, watching Crosshairs fall asleep. He sighs, frustrated. You need to stop acting ok, Crosshairs. He thinks. Drift falls asleep while on the chair.

#transformers #transformers fanfiction #transformers autobots #transformers crosshairs #bayverse crosshairs #transformers drift #bayverse drift #Jamie (OC)#medwhump may #medwhumpmay2024 #day 16 #coma #Crosshairs acting ok #Until he can't

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green-lotus · 2 years

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Hello! Can you do some HCs of the turts seeing that the reader has breast reduction scars? Sfw? I hope you have a good day!!

Thanks ✌️ not gonna lie I had no idea what to do about your request, since I don't really know anything on the matter, but I figured I could at least do this. Hope this will somehow suffice

Leonardo

• Leo, even if he didn't recognise such scars, would guess what they mean, but even so, his first instinct would be to go to you, and make sure everything's alright, even if he knew you didn't need him to

• He literally just can't help it. And funnily enough, he's just curious to hear the story

• He would be extremely polite and careful with his words, not wanting to offend you in any way

• To the point you would have to tell him that hey, it's alright to ask, as long as you're respectful about it

• He'd probably understand it best after you explained everything

• He'd be subconsciously proud of you, for making such decisions about your body & not being at all self - conscious about it. Wouldn't be the first time your healthy maturity impressed him

• He'd have most genuine respect for it. And it would only solidify his quiet respect for womanhood & all the difficult matters it demands dealing with, in general and yours in particular

Donatello

• Donnie is the only one who would know instantly.

• What else to expect, he knows everything about everything, even if knowledge on something as particular as human body operations was never of any use for anything to him

• So he had absolutely no doubts, those scars were unmistakable

• Doesn't mean he knows how to react. Or even intends to

• He's got class, so he wouldn't stare at you for long, he knew theoretically it would be rather impolite

• He'd just assume it for what it is and wouldn't pay much attention to it. Your body, your thing, not his business

• And only when one of the other brothers mentions that in a conversation, propably Raph od Mikey, only then he would speak up and consider IT his duty to tell them how inconsiderate of them was referring to that and making a fuss over it, ending the topic

• He'd assure you he will explain them everything in private later and they won't be bothering you about it, and so he would

• And the only thing stuck in his mind would be the strictly scientific desire to ask you about it for research and broadening his point of view, and he'd awkwardly politely ask you with such genuine, heartwarming will to learn you wouldn't be able to refuse

Michelangelo

• Mikey would just stare at you in awe.

• And then his brain would flood with questions and worries, cause what the hell happened to his girl? How could she get a scar like that, did someone hurt her?

• And those thoughts would obviously immediately come out of his mouth

• You'd have to calm him down and explain everything step by step, that no one hurt you, that it's normal to have such scars after what you chose to do

• And then he'd be shocked double - time, cause how could you ever be not content with how you look like? However you looked liked before, you must have already been the most beautiful, amazing girl ever

• So there would be no other way to calm him but to slowly go over everything again

• He'd have a hard time grasping it, but he would, eventually, coming from you

• Then he would still ask some rather dim questions like doesn't it hurt? Do you really feel good about it?

• But since you'd know that's coming directly from his heart with the best intentions, you wouldn't be mad

• And no matter how thorougly you explained everything, he'd still find it absolutely crucial to tell you that he would still love you just the same with how you looked before

• And he might have some joke on the matter at the tip of his tongue, but this once - he would stop himself from saying any of them

Raphael

• Raph would be just stunned.

• He might instinctively guess what do those scars mean, he's not dumb. But he'd have no clue whatsoever what to do next. Should he ask about it? Or on the contrary, maybe he absolutely shouldn't?

• A part of him would really admire you for doing something like that, he wouldn't be sure if he had the guts to make a choice so radical and permanent about your body

• But he'd also relate to it on some level. He knows all too well the feeling of having a body just not cut out to your taste and comfort

• He'd be bitter deep inside no choice of such regarding his own body is within his reach.

• And even if he knows it's not his business, he'd want to share that thought with you, just thinking it might be nice to you

• So he'd wait days and days coming up with right words and driving himself insane

• And this one day he pulled himself up to it and gave you the most chaotic, stuttering speech you ever heard from him on how he's glad for you and how he really respects what you did and decisions you made

• Pissing himself off towards the end, being sure he insulted you somehow and made it the most awkward thing you ever

• He'd give up in the end and he'd try to storm off, until you laughed and told him how much you appreciate his words

• And it would just make his world

#tmnt #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #tmnt 2014/16 #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt bayverse #bayverse tmnt #bayverse #bayverse turtles #tmnt headcanons #tmnt asks #tmnt movie

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trenchcoat-turtle · 2 years

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Part 2

Part 1 here https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/trenchcoat-turtle/681009388554780672?source=share

Raph x Reader, Warnings: Violence, swearing, smut

Sorry for any grammar mistakes, I’ve been really busy with work because I’m a nurse :) so I really just wanted to get out the second part without overanalyzing it to death.

A pounding sensation thrummed through my head.

I tried to reach for my phone, but I couldn’t lift my arms. I opened my eyes to try and assess my situation but my vision was so blurry I couldn’t make out any of my surroundings.

As my vision started to clear, I could see chains holding my arms down to a table. I began to scream and that’s when the two mutants who ambushed me came into view.

“She’s awake.” The pig spoke.

“Good, go get Master Shredder so we can figure out what to do with her.” The rhino said to him.

I recognized that name, Raphael was always fighting the foot and their leader Shredder. How had I not realized sooner? He had also told me of the warthog and the rhino, I couldn’t quite think of their names.

I tried to call for help, but the rhino just started to laugh.

“No one can hear you here. So don’t bother.”

I glared at him, and he laughed at me some more.

“Why?” I finally asked him.

“I’m sure you know why. The foot have been spyin on your turtle. Saw him comin in and out of your apartment.”

“So, this is a trap then.” I replied.

“You catch on quick.” Came another voice from across the room.

This man was wearing an intimidating sharp silver helmet. I can only assume this is the Shredder. Fear coated my mind. What did he plan to do to me?

“When your turtle figures out we have you, he will hunt for us. Which is exactly what we want. When he arrives, he will have no choice but to surrender or we will kill you in front of his very eyes.”

My heart pounded in my ears and tears began to fall. Would we be able to make it out of this?

“For now, we are going to move you from the chains and place you in a holding cell. Once we unchain you, don’t bother trying to run away, you won’t escape.”

The warthog unlocked my bindings and I rubbed my sore wrists. Shredder shoved me in the direction of the door causing me to fall to the floor.

“Get up, weak girl.” He snarled as he kicked me in the side.

I groaned in pain as I tried to pull myself to my feet. He grabbed me by the arm and lead me out of the room and to a cell. Shredder tossed me in and slammed the door shut. As I lay on the cot in the cell trying to sleep, I thought of Raphael. If there’s one thing I know about him, it is that he will do whatever it takes to save me. I just hope we can both make it out alive.

~Raphael~

I looked down at my phone for the hundredth time that day,

‘still nothin from her.’ I barely mumbled to myself.

“What was that bro?” Mikey asked from the other side of the dojo.

“I didn’t say nothin.” I glared at him.

“You seem awfully distracted today, Raph. Expecting a call from someone?” Leo questioned accusingly.

“No, just ready to go out and bust some skulls.”

I couldn’t tell them that I’m worried about my girlfriend since they have no idea she exists. I haven’t been able to get ahold of her in three days and I haven’t been able to go to her apartment to check on her. Which definitely makes me feel like shit boyfriend.

Hopefully tonight I’ll be able ta swing by her place and make sure she’s alright. What if she’s mad at me? I haven’t been around as much lately. It would make sense if she is.

For the moment I tried to shrug it off as I returned to my training.

****

Patrol was easy tonight, and I was able to sneak away from the lair after my brothers had called it a night. I made my way to her apartment from the rooftops. Since she is on a top floor, I can just drop in on her balcony and go in that way.

Peering through the glass door of her balcony I couldn’t see any lights on in the apartment. Surely she would have texted me if she was planning on going out with her friends. As I took a closer look at the dark room, I could see that it was torn apart. Panic seized my heart and I shoved open the door.

“Y/N?” I called out into the dark room.

The apartment was completely silent. The sound of my heart poundin in my ears was deafening.

I flicked on the light and stared in complete horror at the mess around me. It was easy to see that there had been a struggle, someone had broke in and now she is no where to be found. I tried calling her phone. That’s when I realized there was a vibrating noise coming from her bed. Her phone was lying on there, my picture and name lit up the screen. I grabbed it and all but flew out of the apartment and back to the lair.

It’s time to tell my brothers about y/n. I’m gonna need their help.

@tmntspidergirl @ashleighclark98 @turtle-babe83 @dagnysdawn @doctorelleth @raphslovemuffin80 @pheradream15 @post-apocalyptic-daydream

#raphael tmnt #tmnt #bayverse turtles #tmnt x reader #tmnt raph x reader #tmnt 2016 #tmnt 2014/16

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turtlesoup1990 · 3 months

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Michael Bay gave us fans two underrated great Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movies and then he ruined it by overworking, underpaying and treating the actors terribly.

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theyhavetakenovermylife · 2 months

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Love your bay children series! Can you please write how the bay turtles are as uncles and how their nephews and nieces are with them <3

Du skriver även jätte bra! Puss och kram

The Kids and Their Uncles (Fluff)

Bayverse!Turtles x reader

A/N: I’ve made these with the focus on you and said turtle’s childrens’ relationship with one of the uncles. Hope that makes sense, lol. Oh, btw, the advice Leo gives Mini is actually one my psychiatrist gave me. Hopefully it also works for others💚

Og mange tak! Jeg har også øvet mig længe💚

(D/W/N) = Donnie’s wife’s name.

Warnings: None💙❤️💜🧡

Leonardo:

“Uncle Mikey!”, 16 year old Romeo called out, holding his odachi high above his head, gleaming with pride when Michelangelo entered the dojo. “See what I can do!” What followed was a series of fast movements that ended with him posing with his odachi just in front of him, shining in the light.

Gerardo let out a sound of amazement, while Marcello rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest. “Show off”.

“Wow, when did you learn that?”, Mikey smiled, knowing how hard his oldest nephew had trained, since Master Splinter first gave him his odachi at the age of 15.

“I learned it myself”, Romeo said proudly, before swinging the odachi in a manner that reminded Mikey of a teenage Leonardo. No doubt that was the oldest son of the fearless leader. “I’m going to show dad later. Do you think he’ll like it?”

“You’re asking if your father will be happy to see something you have learned yourself?”, Mikey asked, his serious tone breaking with his smile as he ruffled the top of Romeo’s head, letting his nephew know that he was joking. “Of course he will. That’s the kind of stuff that will make your old man proud”.

“Me too!”, Gerardo yelled out, mimicking his oldest brother’s moves, but without any weapon in his hands.

“Leo! Is that you?”, Mikey asked jokingly, making the 10 year old laugh loudly, before Romeo put his weapon away, so he and Gerardo engaged in some light hearted sparring, their laughter echoing loudly through the dojo.

Mikey turned to find his other nephew sitting in the corner of the room, watching his brothers run around with a small scowl. Mikey was no stranger to Marcello’s tempered episodes, having been present to many of them, or at least within ear shot. So as he made his way over to the 13 year old Marcello, he knew exactly what was going on. But he would let the young half mutant have a chance, at explaining what he was feeling.

“Hey there, big guy”, Mikey said, taking a seat on the floor next to the grumpy teenager. Marcello shot him a look and greeted him with a small hey, resting his chin in his hand. “Why are you sitting over here?”

“Because those two are taking up the whole dojo”, Marcello mumbled, nodding to his brothers. “A guy can’t get space around here”.

Mikey watched Marcello have his brothers for a moment, before he decided to stand, turning to his nephew with a smile. “Well, guess we then have to make some space”, he said, Marcello looking at him in curiosity. “Ever tried nunchucks before?”

“No”, Marcello answered, unable to hide his smile as he stood up. “Can I try yours?”

“Of course you can”, Mikey said, pulling his nunchucks from his belt, holding them out in front of Marcello, watching his face light up even further. And Mikey’s next words only served to make him smile even brighter. “Time to show your father something the others can’t”.

Raphael:

Raph had never really been good at meditating. He had never really liked it, and he generally had a hard time keeping his mind calm for so long. But he did really want his children to learn it. Or at least get familiar with it, should they ever get to a position where they would need it. And therefore Raph asked Leonardo for help. Leo had always been a natural at meditating, and had for the most part successfully taught his own children to do it, so maybe he could teach Raph’s children the same.

And that was how Leo ended up in the dojo with his nephew and two nieces, helping them clear their minds, the same way that had worked for his own children. But Leo soon found himself facing a difficult situation - these were his nieces and nephew, the children of his hot-tempered and at times inpatient brother. And that much was obvious, from the way the three children had a hard time sitting still, almost refusing to go too far into their own heads.

As Leo spoke about slow breathing, keeping their eyes closed, and bringing their thoughts to focus on the said breathing, only Joan seemed to be able to sit still, wanting to get this over with, so she could go back to whatever a 13 year old teenage girl liked to speed her time with. But her younger siblings weren't finding it as easy. 6 year old Ragnar had a hard time concentrating, his attention being grabbed by every sound outside the dojo, creating all sorts of images in his head. All from his mother and father watching television, to a monster breaking through the entrance of the lair, making him uneasy. Minerva however, just couldn’t sit right. Her legs kept falling asleep and her skin kept crawling, her knee impatiently bouncing in its bent position, pushing up against Joan, drawing an irritated sigh from the frustrated teen, who had just managed to empty her head for a short moment.

“Mini, stop moving your leg”, Leo said without opening his eyes, causing Ragnar to look at him in amazement. How did he do that?

“But, uncle Leo”, Mini said, laying down onto her back, stretching out on the dojo floor. “Meditation is so hard and boring”.

“If you shut up, it maybe wouldn’t be so hard”, Joan mumbled, shooting her little sister a look that made Mini sit back up.

Leo opened his eyes, taking a moment to study Mini as she still couldn’t sit still. “Can you say why it's hard and boring? It’s okay, there’s no right or wrong answer”.

Mini sat for a moment, chewing the inside of her cheek, thinking her answer through. "It's hard to empty my head”, the 9 year old mumbled.

Leo looked at Mini and thought for a moment, before he finally smiled at her, noticing the relieved expression on her face.

“That’s okay”, Leo said, adjusting his legs. “It’s very hard to just empty your head, especially when you’re used to thinking a lot. What you can do instead, is to notice your thoughts. Take note of them and let them be. Don’t fight them, but let them flow naturally. Hopefully that will feel easier”.

Mini nodded with a bright smile, before folding her legs once more, actually being able to sit still this time. Smiling at the sight, Leo turned his attention towards Ragnar, noticing how he kept throwing glances at the dojo doors.

“Do you want to sit next to me, Ragnar?”, Leo asked, holding out his hand to the small boy. Ragnar nodded before making his way over next to Leo, taking a good hold of his hand, before he sat down next to him with his legs crossed, for once not looking towards the door, when he heard the small sounds coming from the other side.

Donatello:

Sometimes it just happened, and Raph wasn’t really sure how. He would walk into a room, find his nephews and nieces playing with something, either with or without his own children, and suddenly he would be sitting down with them, playing along, all full of life and energy. And today wasn’t any different.

Raph had found his 10 year old nephew, Galileo at the kitchen table, scribbling away at pieces of paper with thick colorful crayons, and a concentrated expression on his face - one that very much reminded Raph of Donatello, whenever he was in deep concentration inside his lab.

Raph had asked Gali about what he was drawing, and soon he sat with his nephew at the kitchen table, drawing all sorts of stars and action heroes, causing Gali great amusement, as they took turns adding to the drawing. However, as the two of them continued their drawing game, they were soon joined by Marie and Dorothy.

The two 5 year old girls sat at the table, grabbing their own pieces of paper and a handful of crayons, only for their attention to be fully caught by Gali and Raph’s drawings. And of course, the two girls wanted in, wanting to join their older brother and their uncle.

“Can we play too?”, Dorothy asked, trying to touch the paper with her pink crayon, only for Gali to turn to her with a dirty look. A look that even Raph has seen many times, whenever Gali felt like his sisters crept in on his personal space.

“No, me and uncle Raph are busy”, Gali said, doing a hand movement, as if he was trying to shoo his sisters away.

“But we want to play!”, Marie whined, her green crayon in hand.

“I said no”, Gali said, turning his back on his sisters, pushing his paper further away from them. And of course, this action caused tears to gloss over the girls eyes, looking longingly at the paper he and Raph had been drawing on.

“You know what?”, Raph suddenly said, catching the attention of the three children once more. “I have a better idea”.

Standing from the table, Raph grabbed the stack of paper, before splaying them out over the kitchen table, until the whole surface was covered in the white paper. The three kids, seeming to understand what Raph was doing, looked up at their uncle with wide smiles, grabbing onto the crayons with excitement.

“Let’s draw the biggest drawing ever!”, Raph said, watching with a happy smile, his nephew and niece smiled at each other, before turning their attention towards the many papers in front of them.

As Raph and three kids continued their drawing, the other kids slowly came to the table, taking a look before adding onto the large piece themselves. It didn’t take long before all the kids of the lair sat around the kitchen table, drawing until there was almost no crayons left.

Michelangelo:

1.5 year old Luis had been sick for a few days now, crying for both you and Mikey at all times. The poor little guy was teething, and with that came sickness and pain, and so, you and Mikey was hung up, spending most of your time with your crying child, trying to soothe the pain in his gums. And this left Sunny BORED. Ever since Luis had gotten sick due to his teething, Sunny had been a bored and sighing mess. She wandered around the lair, waiting for the moment Luis got better, so either you, Mikey or maybe even Luis could come play with her. But until then, she would have to entertain herself, or find someone else to do so. And that was how she ended up in the lab with her uncle, draping herself over a small table on the other side of the room, with a small installation of the solar system on it.

Donnie saw his niece enter the lair, and spoke to her without looking away from his work. “Hey, Sunny. How’s it going?”

“Bored!”, Sunny groaned, resting her chin on the table, her eyes staring at the small earth in front of her. “Luis’ sick, so there’s nothing to do”.

“That doesn’t sound good”, Donnie said, turning his chair so he could watch Sunny, making sure she wasn’t getting her fingers into something she shouldn’t. She had a tendency to touch whatever she found interesting. And just as Donnie had thought, she was now poking at the miniature solar system. “Have you asked Gali if he wants to play?”

“He’s reading with aunt (D/W/N)”, the girl mumbled. However, her flighty attention and curiosity was very soon taken by the miniature she was playing with. “What is this?”

“That?”, Donnie asked, rolling his chair over to her. “That’s the solar system. The one you’re touching right now is earth”.

“Earth”, Sunny repeated, her attention jumping to the small white ball beside it. “What’s this?”

“That’s the moon”, Donnie answered.

“The moon?”, Sunny asked, her eyes shining with excitement. “Like the one in the sky?”

“Yes”, Donnie smiled. “Like the one in the sky”.

“Do there live fairies on the moon?”, Sunny asked, pushing the moon spindle, so it made a rush of circles around the earth.

Donnie chuckled at her question. She was truely Mikey’s daughter.

“Do you want fairies to live on the moon?”, Donnie asked, watching Sunny study the solar system. His niece looked at him and nodded. “Then in that case, there lives moon fairies on the moon. But they are hard to find. They neither like robots or beings that aren’t fairies themselves”.

“But I’m a fairy!”, Sunny exclaimed.

“You are!?”, Donnie asked, acting surprised. He looked around, acting as if he was thinking, making Sunny laugh. “But we’re in my lab! There are robots! Come on fairy, let’s get you out of here and find some of your fairy friends!”

And with a loud giggle, Sunny ran out of the room, waiting for Donnie to close the door to the lab behind him, before they continued their fairy game in the living area.

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yorshie · 6 months

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[Sees it's the last day for blurb day] [Runs to the asks and falls on my face] [Weakly holds up these prompts]

Yorkshire... may I please humbly request...

14. “Just let me sneak one more, no one has to know” and 16. “Just a little bit longer, no one’s going to miss us.”

With bayverse!Mikey x F!reader🥺🙏❤️

Thank You for Requesting for Blurb Day! Oh no, did the Mikey Well claim another victim? Whelp, pop a squat, there's plenty of room down here lol. Mr. Sunshine is out for us all. (edit: huh. apparently I am a one trick pony today. hm....)

The light from the tv sent shadows running up and down the length of Mikey's bedroom walls, twisted limbs against the light and something that Mikey swore was suppose to be a dog, though you think he only insisted to hear you giggle over the absurdity of it.

The generators had kicked on a little while ago, spewing warm into every room, and at the sound Mikey had shared a look of glee with you before the pair of you bundled into his room to watch holiday movies and use the excuse of 'getting warm' to cuddle.

Now, with his body slowly warming from the heat of yours tucked against his side, and the 3rd movie droning on in the background, it seemed Mikey's mind had turned from simply making you giggle.

His thumb fitted underneath your jaw, tipping your head back to meet the soft press of his kisses. You closed your eyes at the little hum of happiness he gave at how easily you let it happen.

"You taste like peppermints," you whispered in between the chaste presses, and the arm tucked around your back shifted, his hand slowly sliding underneath your shirt to chase more warmth.

"You taste like sunshine." He countered, using your small noise of disbelief to lick against your lower lip, a smile threatening the curve of his mouth.

"You can't taste sunshine, Angelo." You mock scolded, scooting up in his arms only to be dragged across his plastron when he rolled to his opposite side and slotted a leg between yours.

"Did you just take my warm spot?" You asked, trying not to laugh, wrapping your arms around his neck and trying in vain to pull yourself back, chasing the phantom warmth.

"hmmm... maybe," he cheekily responded, shifting his shell back and forth in the spot you had just vacated, "How else am i suppose to get warm, though?"

"You thief!" You let him kiss you again, sighing into the firm push before nudging his head sideways to bury into his neck. "No smooches for warm spot thieves." You grinned into his neck when his hands squeezed at your waist. "I should tattle on you, tell your brothers you only ever want to steal kisses when we hang out."

"Oh, come on sunshine, no one has to know I'm your favorite, just let me sneak one more smooch." He puckered, making the smooching noise in your ear, tickling you in the process.

You mock fought for a moment to get out of his grip, kicking your legs and doing nothing beyond making his arms tighten around you. Finally, you both stopped, giggles trailing off into soft touches, until Mikey took the opportunity to steal another quick kiss.

"Pretty sure everyone knows about us." You told him, softly, running your fingers over his cheeks and melting at the way he nuzzled into the touch.

"Course they do, I called dibs." He kissed each of your fingers, encouraging you with hands sliding up your back to lean back in. "Get close again baby, let me hold you for a little bit longer."

"Someone really will come looking for us if we hide much longer, Angelo," you murmured, following the push to press back up against him, shivering at how cool his skin felt under the blankets.

"No one's gonna miss us, or come looking, I promise." He nuzzled into your neck, churring a little when you wrapped your arms around him again. "Let's just nap for a little bit, sunshine."

#blurb day #tmnt bayverse #tmnt michelangelo #bayverse michelangelo #bayverse mikey x reader

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