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chaethewriter · 1 year

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Lightsaber

Jack Champion x reader

In which you and Jack have a duel with lightsabers.

word count: 1,6k

warning: legit just fluff and fluff, wrote this in my bed on a random sunday night in an hour, not proofread.

tagged: @viivvriv @genesis4545 @norrisgf @darkcrusadestrawberry @drxwstxrkxy @wafflehousewrold

Disneyland.

The two of you were heavily influenced by the general shops at its entrance. You couldn't help it. You couldn't help it as Jack stared down at you with those puppy eyes.

"Matching lightsabers!" He had exclaimed, basically clinging onto you like an insect as he had begged you to play lightsabers with him. Hell, he even wanted to pay the overexpensive item for you. You didn't want him to, though. You weren't with him for the money. Even though the item would hit your bank account hard, you gave in. He looked too happy at the thought of matching items with his beloved. You had taken your card from your phone case as Jack carried two lightsabers under his arm.

"You know I'm paying, right?" His build was huge, bigger than your much smaller frame. He basically loomed over you as he stood in your way, making you unable to walk past him. When the two of you reached the counter, he put the items down for the worker to scan. Keeping you behind him with his build, he dug his hand in his pocket for his wallet. "Jack stop!" Your whines fell on deaf ears as he ran his card through.

Now you were at his home, sprawled out on the living room floor as you unpacked your lightsabers. "You didn't have to, you know?" Your eyes looked up at him, looking for any form of eye contact you could get. He stopped his focus on cutting the cardboard open as he locked gazes with you, "but I wanted to. Let me treat you, alright?" His words made you blush. You couldn't help but blush, your ears hot to the touch. Jack pulled the plastic safety pins lose, the plastic flying through the air as he held his lightsaber in his hands.

His eyes sparkled as he admired the item from above him. Meanwhile you were still struggling. Jack took notice to this, as he put his lightsaber down on your lap and pulled the other, which was still in the box, out of your grip. You wanted to question him as to why he did that, but he took the knife in his right hand and cut the lightsaber loose. "They're the same, that one is yours now, babe." He gave you a cheeky smile while his focus was still on his lap. Little gestures like these were your favorite— nothing too big, but daily occurrences that showed that he cared.

You got up from your seat with your grip on the lightsaber. "Let's customize it with the stickers I bought!" You had impulsively bought the stickers, not knowing what to do with them. Until now. The two of you could sticker your handles and make it fully matching. You had run to the other side of the living room to take the stickers out of your bag. They were stickers you bought at disneyland: mickey and minnie mouse. A classic. When you ran back, Jack had already freed the lightsaber from the packaging. "Look!" You pressed the stickers in his face as you plopped down in front of him. He held your wrist as he pulled it down to see your bright smile. You were adorable, honestly.

Jack had mickey stickers on his handle while you had minnie stickers. Both handles covered in tiny hearts of different shades that you had chosen for one another. "An garde?!" Jack jumped over the furniture as he hit your lightsaber with his, standing with his socks on the livingroom couch. You moved to the side in a defensive attempt, using your lightsaber to push him away. This made Jack lose his balance for a second, tumbling over the backrest of the couch. You stopped your movements as you slightly peered over the couch. Was he okay? But Jack jumped up from his fall, making you take a step back. The fighting continued as giggles left your lips when Jack ran to take a blanket and wrap it around his shoulders. "If only I was born way earlier, I would nail my role as Jedi!"

"Okay, Anakin Skywalker." You rolled your eyes in a playful manner, stepping towards him as your hits got more offensive. Thus resulting in Jack taking a step back after every hit he stopped. You had driven him in a corner. Victory was yours. Jack looked around as he had no way out. He couldn't lose! He was the true jedi! So he took matters in his own hands— gripping your wrists with both his hands as he pulled you closer to him, your body basically pressed onto his as he peered down at you. You blushed profusely at the action. You were always a sucker for enemies to lovers. "Is this what your enemies to lovers fantasies look like?" He had smirked at you as he said that, his brown eyes staring right at you that had you melting in your stand. You froze in your place as his gaze hypnotized you.

This was his chance. In one swift motion, he had you pressed on the couch with the hand holding your lightsaber unable to move. His was pressed against your chin as he grinned, "I won!" He brought his face close to yours, pressing a loving kiss to your lips as he got out of character. You just whined. Of course, Jack wad an actor. He was too good in this type of stuff.

The door to the living and dining room opened, as his mother walked in, "kids! Dinners ready." She looked around. The place was a mess. The carpet shifted to the wall, the chairs were either fallen over or moved aside with the pillows and blankets scattered all over the floor. Then her eyes landed on the two of you. And the lightsabers.

Teenagers.

His mother shook his head with a chuckle when Jack quickly got off of you, standing in the middle of the living room awkwardly, "we will clean this up I promise."

"You better! Get the table ready as well, alright? Dinner will be served soon." She gave you a knowing look, to which you blushed from, as she walked back to the kitchen— closing the door behind her. "That was so embarrassing!" You got up from the couch and dropped your lightsaber on the now empty space to fold your arms together. "Are you mad that you lost?" He wiggled his eyebrows as he peered down at you, "my little baby is mad!"

"You're so annoying! You're mean!" You looked away as your eyebrows scrunched up into a frown. Jack chuckled at your behavior. You were a little kid sometimes. He grabbed your chin as he forced you to look up at him, thus catching you off guard. This gave him the chance to grab your wrist and pull you against him again. The action made you heat up.

"What was that about being mean?"

"Jackson Champion!"

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trashytoastboi · 3 days

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🍖Monkey D. Luffy Masterlist🍖

🍖 Headcanons: Law, Kid, Luffy reacting to seeing their timid S/O angry for the first time

🍖 Headcanons: Luffy x Tall! M! S/O

🍖 Headcanons: Luffy x Tall! M! S/O - Pre and Post Timeskip

🍖 Headcanons: Luffy x F! Strong S/O - Pre and Post timeskip

🍖 Headcanons: Law, Zoro, Luffy x Crewmate who has a tendency to wander off

🍖 Headcanons: Sabo, Kid, Luffy x F! Keyblade Wielder

🍖 Headcanons: Ace, Luffy, Zoro x Tall! F! S/O

🍖 Headcanons: Luffy, Robin, Shanks x S/O - Discovering their S/O is a sea dragon

🍖 Headcanons: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji - Reacting to crying S/O who tries to keep everyone happy

🍖 Headcanons: ABO AU! Omega! Zoro, Sanji, Luffy + F! Alpha

🍖 Headcanons – Ace, Sabo, Luffy, Sanji – Reacting to their accident prone S/O

🍖 Scenario: Soul Mate AU! Zoro, Luffy and F! Soul Mate (Poly)

🍖 Scenario: Modern AU! Luffy and Tall! Male! S/O studying together

🍖 NSFW Scenario: Roommate AU! Zoro, Luffy x F! Roommate (Poly)

🍖 Headcanons: Zoro, Kid, Law, Luffy - with a S/O who has a Buster sword

🍖 Headcanons: Ace, Luffy, Law, X-Drake – With extremely kind, caring and protective S/O

🍖 Scenario: ABO AU! Pregnant! Omega! Luffy x Tall! M! Alpha

🍖 Headcanons: NSFW and SFW: Luffy with Feminine! S/O

🍖 Headcanons: Crocodile, Luffy, Law, Kid with Short! Male! S/O who collapses with a fever due to carelessness for his health

🍖 NSFW Scenario: Ace, Sabo, Luffy x F! Reader - #28 Threesome + #38 Bartender AU

🍖 Headcanons: Pre and Post Time Skip – Luffy x Male! S/O with similar personality to Jack Sparrow

🍖 Headcanons: Law, Zoro, Luffy - #11. Making the other laugh & #28. Threesome

🍖 Headcanons: Luffy, Ace, Zoro, Law – Meeting Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck, Goofy

🍖 Headcanons: Luffy, Crocodile - Cuddling with Introverted! Reader

🍖 Headcanons Law, Luffy, Zoro, Ace x S/O that loves horror

🍖 Scenario: Luffy x Male! S/O with Jack Sparrow personality – Remember Every Scar

🍖 Headcanons: Modern AU! Ace, Luffy, Garp, Dragon as celebrities

🍖 Headcanons: Kid, Killer, Luffy x S/O with wings

🍖 Headcanons: Luffy, Smoker, Doflamingo, Law – Meeting young Xehanort (Kingdom Hearts)

🍖 Headcanons: X-Drake, Law, Luffy with S/O making a wish on a shooting star

🍖 Headcanons: Luffy x Male! Ex-Marine Lieutenant! S/O

🍖 Headcanons: Luffy, Law, Kid x S/O – who has a split sleeping schedule.

🍖 Headcanons: ABO AU! Alpha! Luffy, Alpha! Sanji, Alpha! Zoro x Omega S/O

🍖 SFW AND NSFW: ABO AU! Alpha! Luffy, Alpha! Sanji, Alpha! Zoro x Omega! S/O Who is in heat

🍖 Headcanons: Ace, Luffy, Garp x Sister!/Grandaughter! Reader - Saving her family at Marineford

🍖 Headcanons: Dad AU! Zoro, Luffy, Ace - Sleeping with their infant on their chest

🍖 Headcannons: Sabo, Law, Luffy x S/O - Reaction to their S/O picking up a magical lamp

🍖 NSFW Headcanons: Crocodile, Luffy, Kid, Law x S/O - First time with their partner who is afraid of being touched and having sex due to their past as a slave

🍖 Headcanons: Law, Zoro, Crocodile, Luffy x Shy! Deaf! Male! S/O

🍖 Headcanons: Ace, Sabo, Luffy, Usopp, Law, Kid x Male! S/O is usually bright and loud but he had a bad day and needs some comfort

🍖 Headcanons: Kid, Law, Shanks, Luffy x S/O - Walking in on their partner “confessing” to their vice captain

🍖 Headcanons: Crocodile, Luffy, Zoro, Kid x Quiet! Calm! S/O - Losing their shit

🍖 Headcanons: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Ace with Sleepy head S/O – They just love sleeping and taking naps

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magicalpoison · 1 year

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A taste for you (Vamp!Donnie x F!Reader)

this a lemon/smut - No minors, All characters are 18+ including reader

Requested by: @ashleighclark98

Pairing: Vampire Donatello (Bayverse) x Female Reader

Request: 89. Mating season 58. Turtle bedroom 142. “Bite me.” 123. “Don’t hold back.” 96. Making out with 5. “MINE.” and Turning into a vampire

TW: Smut/lemon, oral (female recieving), Swearing, Mentions of blood, possible - likely grammar errors

A/N:This one turned out to be my goddamn favorite, less talking, more just romantic, passionate and just intimate things. I spent so long tryna rewrite the beginning though that I gave up after a while. Still we are all here for the smut not the story!

How terrible, truly how terrible this entire mistake had been. Donatello, the genius he is, made an error of the worst kind. He had taken it upon himself to see if he could any way alter the ooze that made him and his brothers the people - or turtles they were today. Attempting to perhaps further him and his brothers own skills or to fix others they affected by the ooze, however, a spill brought by a flying skateboard, thank you mikey, lead to each brother coming into contact with the ooze. At first it held no real side effects, it seemed they were unchanged. That was their first contact with a human.It came as a surprise to all four brothers these strange changes, ranging from a heightened sense of hearing to the worst a hunger, a need for blood. All four brothers decided to remain in hiding until this matter was solved, so Donatello was under a bit of pressure this fine night. So excuse him for having forgotten to inform his girlfriend of the events at hand. He did not think she would be so brave to actually show up the sewers and his lab to demand the whereabouts of her boyfriend.

Donnie held his head down looking through the microscope eyeing the small sample of ooze as it moved under the glass. Him giving an annoyed hum at the unchanging ooze, it remaining unaltered by his added chemicals. The purple clad turtle adjusting his glasses seemingly blocking out the world only hearing a few mutters from outside his designated space. He just suspected it was all from Mickey, still determined to find a name for what they had become, claiming they were vampires or other things of such nonsense. “ (Y/n)! Wait” Leo called out following the angry and annoyed woman as she ran into the lab, ignoring the brothers as they tried to get her to leave. “Donnie!” Her usually sweet voice laced with anger causing the purple clad turtle to flinch a bit as he looked away from the ooze sample up to his sweet dove clearly fuming with such anger. It was only when he looked up at her, green eyes pleading for mercy that it hit him like a truck. Full speed and without warning a boiling rush of a feeling. “Dove…” He sighed his sweet pet name falling on deaf ears as (Y/n) anger for being stood up on their date was too strong to be swayed by sweet nothings.

“Nope! No Dove this or that, I need an explanation mister as to why i was left on a rooftop by myself?” She huffed glaring at the turtle before her eyes trailed the table before him. Papers, arrangements of chemicals and beakers strung about the usually clean lab. Indicator Donnie was struggling with whatever invention or ooze extrication he was working on. A deep inhale (Y/n) looked back at the turtle, his eyes lowered down. Donatello was trying to ignore the burning feeling coursing through his veins like a plague, a hunger. He squeezing his eyes closed tightly behind those large specs he wore did nothing against the thumping sound of her heart. He heard it clear as day, a soft rhythmic sound calming and maddening all at once. “It’s hard to explain Dove,” He muttered, hanging his head. (Y/n) frowned at his reaction, adding in the mess of a lab and room. Instinctively (Y/n) reached a hand out seeking to comfort the turtle but just as her fingers grazed the skin of his cheek his hand shot up gripping her wrist. (Y/n) jumped at the sudden grip, but came to relax as did his grip on her wrist did.

Those once green eyes opened to instead fade to a piercing red, gazing from his pretty little dove to her hand he held in his. Such a tiny wrist. He thought to himself looking at her hand running his thumb over her delicate wrist feeling her pulse race beneath her skin. Bringing her wrist up to his lips he pressed a delicate kiss along her soft skin. Even as his eyes closed he could tell she was flustered by such a move, her pulse speeding up making the man crack a smirk against her skin. Curious he looked up to see (Y/n) all flushed in the cheeks looking down at him all wide eyed. Such a cute reaction made the turtle want more, to see what other expressions she would make as his lips moved elsewhere along her skin. Donatello gave a low hum standing up he released her wrist from his grasp still leaving his dove standing there in bewilderment. Walking past her to the door of his lab he closed it, shutting himself and her off from the world and his brothers. He took a moment to collect his thoughts as the makeshift door clicked with confirmation that it was shut tight. Should he be doing this? Letting these thoughts go to his head and finally giving into hunger that rumpled inside him. He groaned even from these few feet away he could hear her breathe out a shaky sigh, the sound of the concrete beneath her shoes as she turned to look at him. She too finally managed to collect her thoughts.

“I just want to know why you bailed Don,” She gave a soft plea, his actions obviously enough to calm what anger she had. Donatello looked back at her with that usual nervous smile and gave a quiet “Tis’ the season I suppose, couldn’t risk it,” He said a fair warning that it was indeed mating season for his species, though he as well as his brothers knew that was not the whole truth. Truly didn’t matter or it mattered very much seeing as all she had been doing was standing in his presence, it alone was driving him to his limits. He walked up to the small woman, small in comparison to him at least. He is always towering over here, much larger than any normal man even at his young adult age of twenty. (Y/n) obviously didn’t believe him at first as the mess of a lab area said there was much more going on, but trying to speak about it proved futile especially to such charms. “Are you sure ‘cause it looks like-” (Y/n) was cut off again as she tried to touch or at least gesture towards the experiments with the ooze, and yet again Donatello had a grip on her wrist in a matter of seconds. This time however his hand didn’t remain there letting her wrist go and instead both those large green calloused hands held her face still long enough to press a heated unexpected but short kiss to them.

Donatello had panicked, worried she touched the ooze by accident and he let his body lead him to stopping it, its method of choice apparently being one of physical affection. (Y/n) didn’t fight it, falling victim almost immediately as she melted into the kiss and hands. He pulled away just as her lips parted expecting, craving more. Eyes opened to meet each other, it was only then that (Y/n) noticed the shift in eye color. Strange. She thought looking into those dark red eyes that bored into hers, eyeing her with a hunger and depth she could not entirely explain. Donatello gave in that very moment, looking down at her lips parted, breath held waiting patiently for more, for something else he caved. Behaving be damned, he was going to let instinct take over. His fingers tangled in her hair as he gave her a smile, a final warning to his need before he collided their lips together once more. Taking her breath with every move of his lips, pulling her closer by her head, leading her till she was fully against his plastron. Though each kiss was dripping with hunger it also held such passion, as if he stood to savor each movement from her.

(Y/n) felt her breath escape her, her chest heaving against the solid form of his plastron. His tall frame enveloped her, hide her from all sight and sound till it was only him in her senses. Hearing his amused hums and groans as the kiss developed into something more heated or as her hands trailed along his body. His lips all she could feel as the brushed and pulled at her own, prying her mouth open allowing him the access to have his tongue roam the inside of her mouth. Her eyes closed and yet her thoughts wandered playing images of what his face could possibly look like at this very moment, replaying the scenes of previous heated rendezvous they had shared, but all simple in comparison to what was happening now.

Donatello felt a frenzy of small taps along his shielded chest, a sign his love had to make when she required a moment. Without protest he pulled away letting the two a moment to breathe again, but remaining close. They sharing the air between them with each struggle and shaky inhale and exhale. (Y/n) pressed her lips into a thin line unsure of what to say or do in such a moment, though they done this plenty of times before this one remained to be different, to awaken her own human needs for satisfaction. Donatello seemed to realize this, how could he not when the pounding heart and pleading eyes were the only things he saw and heard. All he needs as well. He stepped back from her, the dissipation of body heat left both feeling strangely cold though both were dressed and feeling hot not moments ago. Releasing her from his grip he instead took her hand gently in his larger one as he led her away from his lab into the corner that became his room. Guiding her to walk backwards right into the side of the bed, letting her gently fall back with the lightest push.

She all too willingly allowed herself onto the springy mattress and soft sheets, him falling right after her, hovering over her for a moment. No words spoken, just begging glances exchanged before that primal instinct took over. His lips found hers again in a desperate heated kiss, this one rougher than the last likely to bruise to lips of hers, but what did she care.The (h/c) girl tossed her arms over the turtle’s shoulders and shell trying to pull him down close to her burning yet cold body. She needed some sense of closeness between the two but it remained a pointless venture as Donatello didn’t budge. Why? Because the kiss was not meant to last. He pulled away to instead allow those soft lips of his to linger down onto her neck. Hearing the rushing of her blood and the pounding of her heart do its finest to keep up with her aroused state, he smirked. “Mine~” He purred in between soft delicate kisses that quickly turned into light nips and licks along her throat. Sending a chill crawling down (Y/n)’s spine as she lay beneath him, hands exploring the firm body above her. His hands did the same, one remained holding him up to avoid crushing his pretty Dove. The other began exploring her clothed body, analyzing her outfit of choice to see if it would remain on or be removed soon enough. Thankfully it was a pretty little number she wore tonight, a dress. Donnie would be perfectly content with leaving her inside but still having access to the prize at hand.

Donatello seemed to have little patience at this moment, as did (Y/N). They both trailed their hands down past the other's hips to brush past the straining cores of their bodies. They sat there in their soft pants, laughing despite Donnie’s assault on her neck. "Donnie." Hearing his name breathed out like some unholy prayer made the purple-clad mutant shiver with delight. Oh how he wanted to hear her say that again. He pulled his face from the nape of her neck looking down at the woman beneath him. “Yes (Y/n)?” He returned her name like summer, hot till the end. “I’m sorry,” Her words caught him off guard. Yes, perhaps she arrived angry, but he was wrong for not saying a single thing about the events that transpired. He sighed, shaking his head at her pointless but meaningful words. “No, it's I who should be sorry. So allow me the chance to make up for it,” He spoke sweetly, words like silk yet sent a shiver of ice running along (Y/n) spine. She nodded, not able to find the words to deny him such a chance. This was especially when it was clear his genius mind already knew exactly how he was to do so. The turtle chuckled, he did indeed have an idea in mind. Instead, he let letting his hand trail down to her leg following her inner calf and thigh up and right back down. Donnie lifted himself off from above her, instead opting to kneel on the floor beside the bed. Slowly as if she were some delicate research and experiment he began to remove pieces of her attire, starting with her shoes. As he gently raised her leg, he kissed her teasingly along her flesh, removing each one with such care. Following her other leg then trailing up her lifted the trim of the dress slowly revealing more and more of her legs than her abdomen.

He chuckled at how silent (Y/n) fell looking up at her now propped up on her elbows watching him with that cute flustered face again. “If i do something you like then don’t hold back pretty Dove~” He purred knowing exactly how to time his words as they were quickly followed by a ghost-like kiss right above the lining of her undergarments. (Y/n) gasped and whined following such a light touch, he was so close to where she needed him most that only then did she realize how wet she was. Barely anything was touched and yet he had this woman soaked and craving more. Donatello smiled, the once dorky sort of quiet turtle almost looked smug, clearly proud of himself and his ability to get this woman going. The mutant did not torment his lover for long as he too was feeling the straining sinsation of his manhood against those shorts he wore, the did little to conceal the obviously erection he was sporting and while (Y/n) did take notice of it she was quickly distracted as Donatello rubbed a single digit along the thin cotton fabric of her undergarments. Over the concealed wetness of her cunt making her writhe against the bed. Slowly building such anticipation he slowly removed her panties from her body, (Y/n) not needing to move a muscle as the green mutant was strong enough to lift her hips for her with ease. Removing the fabric he tossed it aside for later clean up, turning his head back to her now exposed nether regions he leaned down not giving (Y/n) a moment to process the cold against her heated core before his tongue slid between her folds giving her a long teasing lick.

This motion prompted a very loud gasp to arise out of the woman as Donatello took a second to enjoy the lingering taste of her on his tongue. Only for a second though before it faded from him leading the mutant to lower his head back down for another and another. The mutant remained unmoving from his spot between her legs, his tongue hot from body heat remained tracing over her entrance, prodding it and rubbing against her clit in ways that drove (Y/n) mad. The young man was obviously fully aware of what he was doing and how to do it as she was nothing but incoherent cries and muttered of pleas on the sheets of his bed. Head hanging back as her elbows struggled to keep her up right, her body quaking with delicious delirium. Through her own cries and whispers of his name did she hear and feel his own moan against her trembling core. She forced herself to open her eyes peering down past her own body to Donatello enjoying his tasing of her, his hands firmly wrapped around his cock stroking the hardened member as he did so. Donatello from the time he began devouring his lover had grown a bit too needy for his liking, needing to desperately relieve some of the pressure he sought to get himself further down to his satisfaction with her. If the air in (Y/n)’s lung had not already been wasted on moaning and begging in bliss she would have felt it knocked out of her lungs again with such a sight.

It was the last straw needed for her elbows to give in, letting her upper body collapse onto the bed with a whine followed by his name. “Donnie~!” She begged for his attention, finally pulling the turtle from such a sweet dessert. Though he stopped his feverish eating he still remained in close proximity of her cunt, her feeling his hot breath panting slightly against her needy heat. “I need you.” She begged, one hand releasing itself from the sheets she held in a vice grip, the dark purple fabric remaining scrunched up as she reached out to the turtle before her. Donatello stood, not one to deny a lady, especially when they sounded so god damn hot begging like that. He stood up from his knees, both hands reaching down to take firm hold of her hips pulling her further off the edge of the bed and raising them to meet him. He leaned over down to her, his pretty little girlfriend looking so fucking beautiful as she laid there looking back at him waiting for his next move. “You are too cute princess~” He purred his tongue trailing his lips, wiping away any lingering residue from his feast. (Y/n) blushed, though she was sure it could not be seen through her already burning flustered skin.

“Who do you belong to?” His question came a bit as a surprise to (Y/n), nevertheless she found his lowered voice and demanding tone only to further her arousal. Donatello held her hips up with one hand pressed firmly up into her lower back. The other took hold of his shaft running it along her slick folds, his head teasing her entrance but not moving any farther till he got an answer. He raised a brow at her, those eyes piercing her with such an impatient and dominating gaze. Unlike her usual Donnie, but either way she loved it. “You.” Her words were nothing but a shaky whisper but it was good enough from the impatient Donatello. Sliding himself into her with such ease to feel her walls flutter around him trying to adjust to the large girth of him. He ventured back to his assault on her neck and collarbone as he whispered sweet nothing into her ears about how good she felt and how beautiful she was. He waited a moment more before pulling back only to collide with her hips again, bearing down into her core at a fast pace. Donatello was usually a man to take his time, but at this given moment he wanted nothing more than to reach his climax and to bring (Y/n) to hers.

“Fuck.” he groaned into her neck, his words of ecstasy drowned out by (Y/n)s repeating moans, his little dove singing for him in such a pretty way, but he could not risk her getting any louder. Sitting up Donatello resorted to clamping a hand over her mouth trying to muffle her lewd song. Besides it was only for him to hear, no one else should get such a pleasure as to hear her cry for him. His sudden hand forced her eyes open looking at her boyfriend in a lustful haze earning a smile from the ninja above her. “Shhh~ Bite me if you need to, but you must be at least somewhat quite gorgeous.” He whispered in her ear earning a desperate nod from his partner. With her moans now muffled (Y/n) needing to bite down on her own boyfriend’s hand to prevent her from getting louder, Donnie took that as a chance to pick up the pace and bite her himself. Attacking her neck leaving a path of hickeys and bruises along her sick and bucked into her hard. Both were already amidst the path to their arousal from his earlier teasing but now he was teetering the edge of it. Feeling his cock twitch in her as he raised her hips higher adjusting his position to plunge deeper he moaned in her ear, each lewd sound followed by a heave for air. The change in position allowed him the chance to hit that perfect spot for the already hazed (Y/n), her back arching off the bed and teeth baring down into the flesh of his hand. Donatello was also getting louder, resulting in him biting down into her neck a little harder than he intended, both drawing blood as they struggled to keep their voices down.

With him fucking into her like his life depended on it he found himself not thinking properly, trying desperately to find their climax. So as the sudden hint of blood, her blood touched his tongue he lost all sense of control. Opening his mouth wide to allow his fangs out he buried his teeth back into her. Iron taste of blood coated his mouth, a sharp and short lived twinge of pain shot through (Y/n)’s body, it seemed to be the final push that both needed. (Y/n) walls clenched around him at his base as Donnie gave a few final driving thrust into her before he came. His seed coating her walls as he pulled back from her neck. (Y/n) in her final attempt to remain silent through her own climax bit down as hard as possible on Donnie’s hand drawing her own small amount of blood that too found its way onto her tongue. Both released each other as the purple-clad turtle gave a few final small movements draining himself and her of all the energy they had.

Pulling out of her Donnie had to steady himself a moment still feeling the effects of such a high. He sighed walking away a moment to let (Y/n) try and catch her breath as he went on the search for a cloth suitable enough to clean the two up. Returning, (Y/n) sat up to meet eyes with the turtle as he assisted in cleaning her up. (Y/n) gave an audible small gasp but not at her still sensitive cunt but at the clear bite mark and blood on her lover’s hand. Reaching out she took it in her smaller hands pressing a soft apologetic kiss to his wound. “So am I forgiven?” He asked sweetly joining her on the bed as he discarded the cloth. The exhausted woman gave a soft laugh as she was pulled up close to his chest, cuddling into him she nodded. “I suppose that will do,” (Y/n) said, pressing a final kiss to his lips. Donatello smiled fully willing to accept that answer, ready to collapse into sleep with his lovely dove beside him.

#tmnt donatello #donnie x reader #donatello x reader #tmnt bayverse #tent bay verse x reader #vampire #vampire x reader #tmnt smut #tmnt lemon #spicy writing

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mickey708 · 3 months

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Rambling over smg4's search history cuz why not?

Spoilers for the new episode!!

This actually makes sense i mean HAVE YOU SEEN THE SMG4 COMMUNITY ON TWITTER!?

Some of the people on there are crazy.

K i understand all the ASMR stuff, and nearly goin deaf? Been there before. BUT 4 WHAT THE HECK WERE U GONNA DO TO 3!?

Dude what did squidward do to you?😭😭

So wait. He called 3 tsundere but didnt know what it meant? Also why did he search up pride month?(i heard someone say it could be a foreshadow for june n now i cant stop thinkin bout it)

I dont even know what to say here so just have this pic. :)

4... u aint foolin anyone.

I wanna know what happend with the pikachu but aside from that. 87 USES FOR TOILET PAPER!? ○_○

LMAO NOT WIKI HOW (also is 4 ok with the pasta thing?)

BONUS TIME!!! I know yall been waitin for this one:

Awww he watches 3's streams also I BEG YOUR FREAKIN PARDON!? "how to apologize to someone you LOVE and CARE ABOUT!?"

Luke please just make it cannon already i beg of you.

Thanks for listenin to my rambles!! Cant wait for Saturday!! -Mickey :)

#smg4 #smg3 #smg34 #rambles #ramblings #smg4 mario #silly little video #heyy #what u doin reading all these tags?

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look-i-love-u · 3 months

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Galladrabbles - Nerves

This week's @galladrabbles is inspired by my favourite Baba's, @energievie, prompt:

“Have a little compassion on my nerves. You tear them to pieces.” - Jane Austen

So it's time to rattle some nerves!

This drabble is part of my ongoing drabble series Gallavich Gate 3, which you can read: HERE

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Ian looks at his half-orc on screen. He looks bored. He hasn’t moved for twenty minutes now while Mickey and himself keep chatting.

“Work’s been fucking crazy.” Mickey groans. “So glad the shift…ehm, the week’s over.”

“Absolutely.. Same. Everyone’s stretched thin.” Ian nods.

“Seriously! People should get their stupid shit together. How many accidents can happen in one city?”

“Accidents?” Ian’s heart jumps. What?

“Ehm. Nothing. Fuck. Ignore me. Just… I gotta go. Logging out. Over.”

Ian’s heart thuds heavily. Shift. Accidents. Over….

Fuck?! Has he been… fucking deaf? What the fuck! He knows that voice!

He knows Mickey’s voice!

#galladrabbles #part 10...1000 words...whoop!#shameless #ian gallagher #mickey milkovich #gallavich #enjoy the cliffhanger while I'm sitting out next week #cheeky grin

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callsign-phoenix · 1 year

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I wrote this for a lovely anon, I hope you like it!

It is a Natasha ‘Phoenix’ Trace x deaf!female!reader imagine.

Thank you @footprintsinthesxnd for proofreading!

Warnings: reader has a hearing impairment

You were going out for groceries with Nat to prepare dinner to meet her friends for the first time when you realized that you were standing in the same aisle in which you had first met her, the love of your life, all these months ago.

You had just put the glass of jam into your cart when you saw a gorgeous woman approach you, with a wide smile and her eyes trained on you as she began to speak.

Her smile was entirely infectious and you couldn’t help but smile back, but your face soon turned apologetic as you tried to focus on the movement of her lips to keep up with what she was saying.

You chuckled gently, your eyes focusing back on hers when she finished speaking.

The way the woman was looking at you as well as her beautiful combination of light skin and dark hair took your breath away, and it took you a moment before you could react.

You raised your hand to your ear and gently shook your head with an apologetic smile on your lips, trying to show her that you couldn’t communicate with her the way she wanted you to.

Nat’s reaction had only taken a second as she had thought about it before pulling out her phone and quickly typing away at it.

She turned her phone so you could look at it and read what she had written in the notes app, the heat rushing into your cheeks as your eyes met hers again.

‘I think you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met, I just needed you to know that’ were the words beaming at you from her phone screen, and you felt similarly glowing as well.

You had been taken aback, the heat in your cheeks only ever intensifying as your heart rate quickened.

You didn’t quite know what to do but Natasha turned her phone back to herself to type, a hopeful smile playing around the corners of her lips.

When she turned the phone again the screen read ‘can I get your number?’, and you had gladly given it to her.

She had texted you immediately and you had a conversation over text messages while standing in front of each other, taking in the other’s reaction.

Now a few months had gone by, and you had developed a relationship that you and Natasha lived for.

Natasha had learned to communicate with you through simple touches, glances, and of course ASL, which she had picked up rather quickly, and you were grateful for her.

It wasn’t that you were grateful that she did any of these things, it was important and expected of a partner after all, but you were incredibly happy you had found Natasha.

She was kind, caring, funny and a force to be reckoned with, she was headstrong, breathtaking, beautiful, and didn’t let anyone tell her what to do.

You were always so happy whenever you were with her and you moved in together so you could see each other as often as possible.

You were so proud of Nat for what she did and who she was and she was just as proud of you, you could see it in the way she looked at you when others were around.

Nat had asked you whether you wanted to meet her fellow aviators and you had agreed happily, seeing as they had asked to meet you after hearing about you and seeing how happy and at ease you made Nat.

It was obvious she loved you in the way she even just glanced at you, her eyes losing the hardness and fierceness to be replaced with a softness and adoration that was unmatched.

Nat had only ever told them nice things about you and when her friends saw you so tentative and curled into your girlfriend’s side they understood why.

You seemed sweet and shy and just about the perfect person for Nat, someone she could be vulnerable with for once in her life.

Bradley, Jake, Bob, Javy, Mickey, and Reuben all greeted Nat before they turned to you, with Bradley hugging you and everyone else following his example.

It was a heartfelt gesture and you immediately felt at ease, feeling accepted and welcome in their presence.

It was strange for you to come into a circle of like-minded people who did something you couldn’t even fathom for a job, but every one of them was as kind as could be to you.

The conversation started slowly and was rather awkward at first, with everyone standing around the living room with drinks in their hands, but surprisingly Bob was the one who broke the ice.

You were just about to escape back into the kitchen to check on the food that was still in the oven when Bob addressed you, his eyes catching yours and a timid smile appearing on his face, which you mirrored.

“So, how did you two meet?” You read from his lips and were reaffirmed with Nat signing the words to you, and you were glad Bob had asked you instead of Nat, even though he had probably heard it from her already.

You were quick to sign back at her, a wide smile on your lips as you saw the way she reacted to your response.

Nat blushed and smiled and her eyes were only trained on you, her love and focus on you as well.

“She says ‘I was at the supermarket and didn’t know that I was looking for her all my life. But when she tapped my shoulder and told me that she thought I was beautiful I knew that Nat was the one I had been waiting on’”, she translated and you smiled at her, happy to have her and very proud of how quickly she had learned to read sign language.

‘I didn’t tell you you were beautiful, I said you are the most beautiful woman I ever met. And I stand by that statement’, she signed back at you, and you had to laugh at how determined she was to get that point across.

When you laughed Nat looked at you as if the world revolved around you, and you leaned in to kiss her lips tentatively once you had finished laughing.

The others just watched your small exchange with compassionate smiles, seeing and also to an extent feeling the love you shared in their chests as well.

You led some more of those small conversations before the timer on your phone buzzed, signaling that the food was ready.

Nat sat next to you at the dinner table, always trying to sign as much as she could to you.

It was an evening filled with stories and laughter, Nat translated what her friends said and sometimes signed funny comments of well-meant jokes about her friends to you, and you signed back with just as much happy enthusiasm.

From then on Nat took you with her wherever she went, to the Hard Deck, to meet friends at their place, or to Navy events, where she was adamant to get an interpreter for the speeches.

You were always beside her with a smile that was fueled by her love and devotion to you, which you of course gave right back to her.

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callsign-peach · 1 year

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request(s): A fic where ur maverick’s daughter and roosters best friend and Jake tries to hit on you but fails? + Can I request something where Jake is dating someone deaf? I don’t see a lot of representation and I feel like there should be more! Thx!

warnings: i'm not deaf, so there will most likely be inaccuracies, but i did take asl in high school and have kept in contact w/ some Deaf classmates

a/n: sign language is in italics, written out in english rather than asl format ---- Bradley waited for Pete to finish with the newest class of Top Gun students, knee bouncing as he sat in one of the empty seats.

"What's got your panties in a bunch?"

Bradley rolled his eyes at his wingman, and Jake narrowed his eyes. "This the same reason why Maverick cancelled training for tomorrow?"

At the mention of his name, the Captain walked into the room, flight suit tied around his waist. "What did I do?"

"Rooster's gonna bounce a hole into the floor, all I asked is if it was the same reason you're letting the new guys off the hook tomorrow?"

Pete nodded, grabbing his eyes. "It is. Come on, kid. We're gonna be late."

Bradley waisted no time, hopping up and following his godfather out of the room.

Jake stared at the two retreating men. "See you tomorrow, I guess!"

Hours later, the go-to drinking hole near base was filing up as usual.

"What's on tap tonight, Penny my dear?" Jake asked, sauntering into The Hard Deck.

The older woman looked up from where she was drying glasses, soft smile on her face. "Same as usual, Jake."

The aviator thought for a moment, before ordering his usual. "Hey, do you know why Rooster was all anxious today? Could barely keep up with the drills."

"I do, yes."

"Why?"

"Oh no, not getting an answer out of me that easily. They'll tell you when they want you to know. Now," Penny nodded over to Javy near the dartboard, "I think you're needed over by the back."

Jake huffed, taking his pint and going over to his best friend. "Hey, you ready to lose?"

The two men played a couple rounds of darts before the rest of the Dagger squad arrived, the group starting their usual game of pool.

"There he is!" Mickey cheered, thankful Bradley had shown up. "Finally, someone who can rival Phoenix at pool."

Bradley snorted, taking the cue from his friend's hand. "How many games you lose, Fanboy?"

"Too many." The shorter aviator frowned, going to the bar to grab another round.

Jake was distracted, eyeing up the woman who had walked into the bar a few moments after his friend. "I'll be right back."

No one seemed to hear him, so he nodded his head and dipped from the group, going to introduce himself to the mystery woman.

"Can I get you a drink?" He asked.

No response, not even a pity smile.

Jake sighed, wracking his mind to figure out if he had seen this woman on base, with another aviator or sailor, anything to explain her lack of response.

"Okay, no drink, anything on the food menu you like?" Jake asked, presuming the woman wasn't into drinking.

Still no response, so he nodded to himself and made the walk of shame back to his friends, who had since noticed his disappearance.

"She give you the cold shoulder?" Rueben asked, laughing at his friend.

Bradley had a smirk on his lips as he brought his beer bottle to his lips. "Nice one, Bagman."

"Like you could do any better, Bradshaw." Jake shot back, finishing off his beer.

"I'm sure I could, but not with her."

"Why?" Mickey asked, always ready for gossip among the aviators.

Bradley was silent for a moment. "That's Mav's daughter, closest thing to a sister I have. So," Bradley set his bottle on the table. "I'd rather go through Coffin Corner again than ask her out."

"Maverick has a daughter? Since when?" Mickey voiced the question everyone but Bradley was thinking.

"Since her mom dumped her at Mav's place when she was three." Bradley's voice lacked emotion. "I'll never forget when he first showed up with her, thought my mom was going to lose her mind right then and there."

Not knowing how to change the topic subtly, Bob was the first one to speak up, asking if anyone wanted to rack the balls for a new game. --- Tying his flight suit around his waist, Jake started walking over to the hangar where he knew Pete would be, hoping to get advice on some improvements for his next module for the Ensigns.

He stopped when he saw the man standing in front of his own plane, hands moving rapidly.

"Oh." Jake mumbled softly, wishing he had been anywhere else, not about to break up what appeared to be an argument.

Pete turned his head when he heard Jake accidentally kick an abandoned wrench. "Hangman?"

"Could I talk to you for a second, Mav? If you have time, no rush." Jake spoke quickly, eyes dancing between the two, noticing the similarities of father and daughter.

"Yeah, yeah, just-" Pete signed something to his daughter, who huffed and stormed away, eyes catching Jake's for a brief moment.

"What's up?" Pete asked, wiping his hands on the rag in his pocket, some oil sticking to his knuckles.

"I was going over the plan that you said we could use for the new guys, and I noticed some stuff was different than what Admiral Kane wants them to know."

Pete stared at the young aviator. "Is there a reason why you came to me rather than just going to ask Kane?"

Not having a good reply, Jake opened his mouth before clamping it shut.

"That was my daughter." Pete explained, nodding to the open hangar doors.

"Yeah, Bradshaw mentioned it the other night. I didn't know you had a daughter."

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me, Hangman." Pete spoke, voice clipped. "Just- for the plans, put in whatever Kane wants to add. That's what I do."

Jake nodded, thanking his superior. "Thanks, Mav." --- You watched as Bradley thanked the barista, taking the two cups from him and walking back over to the table you had claimed when you walked in.

"A coffee for you." Bradley said, setting one cup down on the table, taking a long sip from the other.

Who's the blonde guy you fly with? You asked, wasting no time with small talk. You had known the man across from you for almost your entire life, you knew he was always going to say he was doing fine.

Bradley coughed on the coffee, setting down his cup. Why?

I asked first. Who is he?

"No one you need to concern yourself with." Bradley spoke as he signed, a habit of his. "His callsign's Hangman. He's known for leaving his wingman."

The callsign was familiar to you, your dad having mentioned him after the uranium mission. He's the one who saved you and Dad. Why do you hate him?

"I don't hate him, but I don't particularly like him, either." Bradley took another swig from his drink. "Again, why do you want to know who he is?"

Shrugging, you brought the coffee to your lips. Curiosity.

Bradley knew you well enough to guess where the conversation was heading. "He's going to break your heart, he's not one to settle down."

Doesn't hurt to ask. Will he be at the bar?

"Yes, why?" Bradley asked, not liking where this conversation was going.

You're going to introduce me, I want to know the guy who saved the lives of the two most important people in my life.

"Fine, but not just to him. That'll be too weird. You can meet everyone." Bradley wagered, smiling when you relented to his ask. --- Bradley chewed on his lip as he waited for your Lyft to drop you off outside the bar.

Both he and Pete had offered to drive you over to the bar, but they both had to be on-base all day, and you had spent the day in San Diego, so a ride-share made the most sense.

“Hey, Rooster, why don’t you get a beer, she’ll text you when she’s here.” Pete joined his godson outside.

“I’m good.”

“Bradley.” Pete looked at the younger aviator. “She can handle herself, has been for a while now.”

Growing up, Bradley had been your guardian angel, so-to-speak. He was in the grade above you, and was a force to be feared when the kids at school made fun of you.

“She still like ciders?” Bradley asked, standing from where he was hunched, leaning on the railing.

“Oh yes, first thing she asked for after you dropped us off.”

Bradley laughed, going in to order two hard ciders.

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You smiled at the driver as you got out of the car, making sure you had your phone and purse before closing the door.

You had texted Bradley that you were in front, but assuming he was with his friends, you didn’t wait for him to greet you.

Pulling the door open, you were met with the smell of stale alcohol and multiple colognes, creating a unique smell you hadn’t realized you missed.

Penny smiled from the bar, nodding her head over to the corner where you noticed Bradley’s distinct Hawaiian shirt.

Sending her a smile, you made your way over, moseying around a few khaki-clad men and women.

Bradley spun around when he felt a tap on his shoulder, face breaking out into a wide smile.

“Hey, you made it!” He greeted you, handing you the hard cider that he had gotten a few minutes ago.

Having noticed the newcomer, the dagger squad all paused their game of pool, wanting to meet you.

“Everyone, this is Mav’s daughter,” Bradley introduced you, before pointing to each member and signing as he spoke.

It’s nice to finally put faces to the names my dad has been praising for a while. You signed, Bradley interpreting for you.

“I thought Rooster was pulling our legs when he said Mav had a kid, honestly.” Mickey said, smiling at you.

Jake had been silent during the introductions, choosing to watch as you reacted to each callsign, eyebrow raising when Bob was mentioned.

He noticed the twinkle in your eye, and how you had a scar poking above your eyebrow. He noticed that you were wearing some cut-off shorts and a loose top, the go-to for the hot San Diego summers.

“-is Hangman, but you already knew that.”

Jake was brought out of his thoughts when he heard his name, smiling at you. “It’s nice to see you again. Hopefully all’s well with your dad?”

Bradley signed Jake’s words, and you snorted.

“He’s just an old man who doesn’t know his head from- no, I’m not going to interpret that. Oh my God.” Bradley groaned. “It was a mistake introducing you to everyone.”

You slapped his shoulder, though you had a smile on your face.

The dagger squad had accepted you with open arms, and Mickey wasted no time telling you the dirt on the rest of the squad, Bradley having even learned a thing or two.

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Over the following days, Jake had learned more about you from his flights with Bradley. “Can I ask you something personal?”

“If I say no, are you going to ask me anyway?” Bradley asked, squinting as he looked over at his wingman as the two went over the post-flight checklist.

“No.”

The answer stunned Bradley, who was honestly expecting the opposite. “Ask away.”

Jake paused, gnawing on his lip. “Is Y/N seeing anyone?”

Bradley looked up from where he was scribbling the time they finished flying. “Why?”

Shrugging, Jake toyed with the dog tags, a nervous habit he had developed during the uranium mission training. “Curiosity.”

Bradley chuckled at the answer, remembering when you had replied the same the other day when he asked why you wanted to know about Jake.

“No. She’s not seeing anyone.”

Jake smiled, wiping a speck of dirt off his helmet.

“I know it’s hard for you, but try not to do anything stupid. She’s been though enough, getting played doesn’t have to be on that list.”

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Days later, you were sitting at the cafe you and Bradley often met at, though this time you were nose-deep in potential employers.

A sudden shift on the table made you jump, heart racing. Looking up, you let out a breath when you saw Jake.

“Sorry, sorry!” He said, fist moving in a circle around his chest.

Stunned, you pointed to him and rose an eyebrow. You sign?

Jake blanched, sitting in the seat across from you. “Clearly not enough.”

You laughed, pulling your phone out of your purse and opening the Notes app.

Do you know sign language? You signed sorry.

Jake looked at you as you passed the phone over, eyes falling to the screen.

“I don’t, not enough to hold a conversation.” Jake spoke, thankful Bradley had mentioned that you could get by reading lips, so long as the person didn’t speak too fast or too slow.

“But I’m learning. I’d really like to get to know you, and what better way than learning a new language?”

You smiled, grabbing your phone.

No one has ever done that before. Thank you, Jake. What do you know now?

Jake smiled, rambling off the various words and phrases he had memorized, smile growing as you nodded for encouragement and helped fix the positioning for certain words.

You’ll be a pro in no time, it took Dad weeks to learn this stuff!

Laughing, the two of you spent hours talking, getting to know each other, before you two were nicely kicked out of the cafe so they could close.

“It was nice getting to talk to you, can we do this again?” Jake asked, not wanting the night to end.

I’d love that. You signed, mouthing the words as you did.

The two of you set a night each week to meet up, and before anyone knew it, the two of you were inseparable, finishing each other’s sentences.

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a/n: do i get the award for not knowing how to finish anything? Because I think I do!!

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ohtobeleah · 7 months

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See I would love if she got both back...but I feel like she'd get her vision back but might need hearing aids in one of both of her ears

I’d have to agree. I think everyone’s main focus would have been restoring your sight but the hearing aspect kinda falls the the wayside.

So it’s pretty rough going for a while. You try to hide it for a while, that you can’t really hear all that well. You try to go about your life like nothing ever happened. But Mickey notices that you don’t reply back sometimes, and that you always stand to the right of whoever you’re talking to. He knows you can’t hear as well as you used to.

Eventually you had to admit it to yourself you need more help than you were accepting. Maybe it’s learning some basic sign language, hearing aids, Penny puts a sign up at the bar whenever you’re working that reads “I’m not ignoring you I’m just slightly deaf.” It helps people understand, so they don’t get too offended if sometimes when you have your back turned you done hear them.

Mickey keeps a hearing aid charger in his car, at work in his locker, at home, even in Penny’s office. He signs to you from across the bar that he loves you and that Jake needs another beer before he even has to get up and order.

You sign back to him that the drunk at the bars gotta go. So Mickey taps Rooster on the shoulder.

“My wife said that the dude at the bar needs to go.”

#leahs whumptober masterlist #Sixth Sense // Mickey Garcia

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suzy-queued · 9 months

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@gallavichthings

A.U.gust day 9: College Inspired by one of the first fics I ever read, Silent as Sunlight. Ian notices a deaf Mickey trying to read their professor’s lips. Ian offers his help, and Mickey refuses (of course).

Full gallery here | Prompt list here

#A.U.gust #gallavich fan art #day 9 college #ian x mickey #silent as sunlight

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gallawitchxx · 10 months

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🔮💨 crystal ball weed bong mickey 🔮💨

part 10 for @galladrabbles "truce" by @gardenerian

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He watches Gallagher’s eyes snap to the money. It’s today’s fee returned, plus a little extra; whatever else was in Mickey’s pocket now collateral for his cowardice.

But he doesn’t take it. He doesn’t move at all.

“You fuckin’ deaf or somethin’?” Mickey shouts. Agitated. “In case you didn’t notice, we’re done here.”

Gallagher looks up. Stares straight into his goddamn soul. It’s terrifying—electrifying—and doesn’t hold a candle to the turmoil that rolls through him when that contact is suddenly gone, his gaze dropping to Mickey’s lips.

He fixates like he thinks they’ve already agreed to a truce.

#ok true story i really don't plan out these drabbles #i like to let the prompt take it awayyyy #i seriously thought that mickey was going to kick ian out until 'truce'#now... i feel they might bang?#HAHAHAH #that would be very early seasons them #ian is never deterred! & i love that about him!#we'll see what next week brings!#crystal ball weed bong mickey ily #bright eyed bootlicker ian you are so precious #shameless #galladrabbles #ian x mickey #bee writes 🐝 ✍🏼

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goldendoodlerlockerlove · 5 months

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Are y'all ready to see my updated wall of art??

But Doodler, won't you have to take all of that down when you have to move out of your dorm for the summer??

Hush. Let me have this. I worked too hard for this beautiful art wall, and I don't want to think about when I'll have to take it down yet.

I'm going to go from the top left all the way to the bottom right, tag every artist who made all the art you see here, and give a little backstory to the art!!

--Starting at the top left, we have Gene as Cat Stevens, which is an adorable sketch that @koko-raccoon made for me for Halloween when I invaded their inbox for trick-or-treating.

--This is a mini-comic I just Commissioned from @drawthethingdoppelganger of Gene and my Bob's Burgers OC, Alexis. I gave her the roughest and most rushed reference sketch to work with, and she did an incredible job. I'm never getting over the fact that she put a Mickey Mouse on Alexis' shirt and a music note on Gene's overalls. It's so beautiful and perfect and adorable and precious and--

--Here's a sketch I requested from @jae-is-drawing of Bob and Linda in the rain and Linda giving Bob a lil' kiss on his cheek 🥺 They seriously went above and beyond for this sketch, it's so freaking gorgeous and sweet. I can't believe they laid down colors, and did some shading, and lighting too!! They're so talented.

--Then, below the Cat Stevens drawing, is another piece from @koko-raccoon that they surprised me with. They made an adorable piece of my Gravity Falls, OC, Maggie, and her younger, triplet siblings, Dipper and Mabel!! It's the cutest thing ever, I'm so obsessed.

--Then we've got a sketch request that I got from @devilh0rnsinc, and it's so freaking adorable!! I asked them to draw Gene and Alexis sharing a milkshake, and they delivered. I can't stop thinking about them going on a milkshake date now.

--Then, below the Mystery Triplets piece, we've got a Commission I got from @alyssaerin of my sister's and my Animal Crossing characters, who is an extremely sweet and talented artist. I have to thank her once again for being so patient with me throughout the process of when I Commissioned her because I had to cancel my first request, and then when I actually got a request moving, I was a bit picky about the details, pfffft. But it turned out amazing and wonderful.

--Next to that, we've got another @drawthethingdoppelganger piece, and this piece she completely surprised me with. She drew up this fantastic, gorgeous, and colorful piece of Gene (inspired by AJR) and dedicated it to me!! I'm still not over it. Look at his wonderful, flowy hair and his outfit!!

--Then, we've got a Gravity Falls piece I Commissioned from @itscalliebeanie (she's only on Instagram, she doesn't have a Tumblr), of my OCs Maggie and Sydney being adorable dorks together. It came out so sweet and it makes me so happy looking at it. I adore Sydney's guitar. She also did such a good job drawing the shoes!!

--Then we've got the first piece I Commissioned from DT, which yes, I am still not over. It's Bob and Linda based on my "Linda is deaf" AU, and takes place during the episode Something Old, Something New, Something Bob Caters For You, which explains the super cute outfits. But if you've seen my Tumblr at all, you already know all of this, as I've rambled about this piece way too much. But she just did the greatest job on it. Their expressions?? The way you can see Bob signing "yes" with his hand?? Perfect. No notes.

--Next to that, we've got a Boblin piece that DT sketched up and dedicated to me and it makes me so 🥺 Look at them being so happy together. I swear, I am so unwell about Boblin.

--And finally, at the very bottom, we've got a piece I Commissioned from @carnivaldemon of Gene and Alexis. It came out so cute I actually squealed, giggled, and kicked my legs when she sent it to me. The way Alexis is holding an ice cream cone and has a heart on their shirt?? The way Gene is wearing overalls and holding his keyboard and leaning over to kiss Alexis on the cheek?? I can't. Yes, all of those things are things I specifically requested, but still--

#art wall #i'm sure there are even more pieces i could've printed out and put on here but i'm going to run out of space--#i just want to give a HUGE thank you and shoutout to all of these incredibly talented artists who drew/dedicated art pieces to me #it genuinely means so much to have so many amazing artists put their all into making art for me #this probably won't be the last you'll be seeing of me artists because i'll probably be invading your dms and asking for another piece #also if you can afford it PLEASE commission all of these artists because they're amazing. especially dt

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