I've been rereading the love potion series and it got me wondering, how would the other turtles (since you did Mikey's reaction already) would be to a y/n under the potion's spell?
Would y/n be clingy and lovey-dovey? Or flirty and just a big tease? Or maybe even shy and just wants cuddles/physical affection?
I'm really curious ^^' sorry for the ramble
author’s note: it’s finally happening :D, I’ve gotten so many requests for y/n’s time to shine under love potion with dee, lee, & raph so here we go, I hope you all enjoy
warnings: cursing, established relationships, kissing, fluff, unedited
> mikey’s y/n under love potion influence <
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So clearly, he had left the glass on the counter unattended because he was whisked away by his brothers getting into a spat, BUT in his defense he clearly labeled the drink as his and for no one to touch, much less drink.
Yet when Raph came back into the kitchen the drink aka love potion was empty. Now why was he in possession of such a thing? Weird shit happens! And even weirder shit has so let’s leave it at that! It totally wasn’t because he was supposed to be the responsible turtle and Señor Huseo asked him to keep it safe for a day.
Raph looked into the empty glass with a shrinking stomach. He had one job! Leo would say his ‘chasm’ was getting bigger. “Shit!” He groaned, who could have possibly— the first suspect was obviously LEO! But he had just been with him, breaking up a stupid argument with Donnie… so was it Mikey??
Raph would’ve exited the kitchen in search for the youngest turtle if he hadn’t heard a hiccuped giggle. His brow bones came together in confusion as he rounded the island counter and crossed his arms at the sight of you, slouched on the ground, a giggling mess, “Y/n!!” He exasperated and watched as you lulled your head to the sound of his voice
Your eyes crinkled at the sight, “Raphieeeeee” you squealed, making grabby hands at your boyfriend. “I don’t even have to ask, but just to be certain, did you drink from the glass that was clearly labeled to ‘not’ drink?” You nodded quickly, still smiling up at him as he sighed. “Wanna tell me why???” he asked. You weren’t a rule breaker!
“The label was on the back of the glass! I didn’t see before it was too late,” you pouted. Your hands falling to your sides as you realized he wasn’t picking you up. The excuse sounded plausible, but Raph had been pretty darn sure he had the glass facing the right way. Another sigh left his lips.
“What am I gonna do with you?” His smiled despite himself, placing a hand atop your head and ruffling your hair. “Raphhhhh!” You whined, not wanting him to mess up your hair even though you liked his touch. Like really really liked his touch. More so than usually and your hands grabbed onto his wrist tugging down his hand for you to nuzzle your cheek into his open palm.
He coughed, his other hand covering his mouth as he blushed furiously, watching you nuzzle cutely into his hand. “Y/n! Stop that, you’re under a love potion, that wasn’t just some cool looking soda,” Raph explained. You wanted to be surprised but it made sense, and if the world was crazy enough to have yokai and mutants, love potions weren’t that wild.
“C’mere, let’s get you off the ground and home, I’m sure it’ll wear off in a bit.” Raph was hopeful that it would…
“No!! I’m not going anywhere. Especially not home!” You said, holding onto his hand even tighter and giving him big sad eyes that rivaled Mikey’s puppy dog ones. “Okay okay, but you ain’t staying on the floor!” He appeased you, then promptly picked you up like you were nothing but a leaf.
He carried you with care of course, Raph was a gentle-turtle. Now you were just snuggling into his plastron and he had to hold in satisfied churrs. “Raphie-pie, can I just stay in your arms forever?” He shook his head, that was the first time he’d ever heard such a nickname! “I doubt I’m that comfortable,” he joked and you went on to say his arms were the comfiest place ever!
Raph was in for a week of snuggles, cuddles, and embarrassing nicknames!
“What’s that?” You asked as you watched Leo pour a pink fizzy liquid into your designated cup. He jumped at the sound of your voice almost spilling the drink. “ACK! Y/n! Give a turtle a warning huh?!” You smirked at his dramatics, “Thought you were a ninja?” You teased and he fell for it. Hook, line, and sinker.
“The best ninja, actually, and I was concentrating!” He clarified. Then presented you the drink. “This my dear Y/n, is a love potion. And before you say ‘LeO tHaT isN’t rEaL’ it was brewed, before my eyes, by a witch!” You eyed the drink carefully, not taking it from him. “Ohoho! So you believe me!!?” Leo’s smirk grew bigger.
“Well.. I know New York is full of crazy, but it does sound like bullshit. Something out of a movie..” you took the cup. Giving it a closer analysis and even going as far to sniff, trying to see if it was just strawberry fanta. “Today, we make history! Y/n finally believes whatever I say ahahahaha!” Leo joked, bumping into your shoulder with his and making the drink slosh around.
“So.. you gonna drink it??” He said, giving you eyes that said ‘if you don’t I’ll make fun of you forever.’ You narrowed your eyes, “this isn’t really a love potion is it?” You wanted confirmation but Leo shrugged, watching you carefully with a crafty smirk. You scowled and went to put the cup on the counter, you weren’t stupid and whatever was in the drink was something that would entertain the hell out of your boyfriend.
“Chicken!” He squawked immediately and you whipped your head around glaring at him. “You spit in this?” His mouth dropped, “What?! No that’s gross!” He said defensively. “Is a bug in here?? Or some other embarrassing thing?” You gave him a pointed look and his sighed loudly.
“I’d never do that to you. To my brothers, yes. But to you? Ne-ver! Pinky swear~” he held out his third finger. “So you want me to drink a love potion?” You said as you rolled your eyes and hooked your pinky around his green appendage. “Yes! C’mon it’ll be fun!! Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, d—“
“OKAY!” You yelled, effectively shutting him up and he bounced up and down excitedly, letting go of your pinky. You gave the drink another wary glance and decided it was most likely not real… and drank a sip. He booed and you groaned as you downed the whole thing in one go. He whooped and cheered happily, giving you a bright smile and leaned in super close.
“How do you feel?” He said making sure to maintain eye contact with you. You smacked your lips at the taste, it wasn’t half bad, and when your eyes snagged onto his it was like time stopped. Leo was your boyfriend, of course you loved him. But this feeling, it was like everything had multiplied by a thousand, no a million! You blinked as a furious blush overtook your face, it was hot! And Leo was so close and all you wanted to do was plant your lips on top of his!
You backed up, staggering and shaky. “I don’t know!” You managed and he followed you, not giving you room. “Did it work??” He said giving you a curious look. “Outta the way!!” Mikey bellowed as he hauled shell into the kitchen, he was hungry and wanted to fix his lair famous pizza. Yes he sometimes made pizza when the pizza funds were running dry! When your eyes left Leo’s to look at Mikey, the blue clad turtle quickly grabbed your face.
“No no no, you gotta look at me!” He declared and stared even harder into your eyes. Mikey paused, giving the two of you a weird glance as he shuffled around the kitchen for pizza supplies. “Uh, what’re you two doing??” He asked but he wasn’t overly curious, his mind was still just on food. “Couple stuff, mind your business! And don’t look Y/n in the eyes!! It’ll ruin all my hard work!” Leo said but made no move to look elsewhere.
“Let go!” You squeaked, your face felt too hot, like you might pass out! You were sure you looked like a tomato but Leo wasn’t the type to give in. “Maybe it just takes awhile..” he guessed, still staring, and his hands were starting to brush your cheeks, he could feel how hot your skin was. Luckily his hands were cool to the touch. “Leo it worked okay let me go!” And that was all he needed to hear, “I knew it!! So you do feel something??? Do you love me ten times more than usual??”
He was grinning like a loon, and tugging you out of the kitchen. This touch was more acceptable and you squeezed his hand, unknowingly nodding your head to all his questions. You couldn’t really focus, all you knew was that his touch felt nice. And you didn’t really want him to let go, at least not from your hand.
Leo was in store for lots of handholding, (which usually you weren’t a touchy person) and you showered him in compliments, very much a words of affirmation type. You didn’t really want to leave his side, but if you did go topside it was because you wanted to see his face light up from a gift you had picked out especially for him.
You knew the risks of trying your own love potion. You were a witch after all. But you had expected to be alone and wanted to see if the effects wouldn’t well affect if you didn’t make eye contact for a day!
You had movies in store, a whole day to just veg out! But after a couple of movies, you maybe sort of forgot about the no eye contact when your boyfriend Donatello opened up your window with ease. You usually left it unlocked for him, and he knew that so came and went as he pleased.
“Y/n! You’ll never believe what I just invented, it shall change this humble town- no! The world!!” He cackled like the mad scientist he was. You smiled, happy to see your purple turtle and gave him your full attention. But as soon as you met his excited gaze, your eyes widened with realization as you felt the side effects take place.
“Oh sweet Merlin!” You groaned and after you blinked you were up, moving your limbs, well struggling to move away from Donnie. “What? Where are you going?!” He hollered after you as he followed you throughout your apartment. “Dee, you may want to go,” you said through gritted teeth. You did not want him to go, not at all, and it took you biting down on your tongue for you to not take back your words.
You calculated that only a few hours had gone by since you had drank the potion, and it work so well that it felt like you had only took a sip just a few seconds ago. You wrote that down in your little notebook that had been left on the kitchen counter. Meanwhile Donnie was overthinking. You wanted him to leave? But why? Had he done something? He was looking at you with a dejected expression. Maybe you weren’t interested in his inventions anymore… maybe you weren’t into him anymore.
The look on his face had you breaking. “I’m sorry, really Dee I took a love potion for research reasons and I’m feeling the affects right now, I wanna jump on top of you but I know you won’t like that so I—“ Your explanation had him breathing out in relief.
“Well, I don’t know if I can handle you climbing all over me, but I can hold your hand,” he offered and you were at his side in two seconds flat. Holding his hand and breathing out your own sigh of relief. He pulled you to your couch in the living room, “Now as I was saying!” He cleared his throat on of his robot arms bringing out his invention while another setup a projector.
He had a whole PowerPoint ready, because unlike most others, you wanted to know about his work in depth and he loved being able to go all out to explain! You were all “whoa!” “so cool” “but what about this?” “oooh how about adding this!” Throwing in a few, suggestions about how you could do this or that with your magic.
You weren’t letting go of his hand anytime soon. Donnie was in for a week of more touch than usual, definitely more quality time together, and you wanting to give him all the magical charms you could conjure. “But Donnie, my love, this one is for protection! And this one is for strength, and this one is like a stress reliever,” the list went on and on and usually he could decline such magical offerings but you were quick to tears under the love potion influence so he reluctantly accepted your gifts even if they were magical. Even if he had tech protection that also helped with strength and had other ways that his tech could surely help with relieving stress.
[can be seen as platonic, romantic, go nuts just don't be weird]
Donatello:
Donnie was never one to get emotional, usually logic kept him in checkk.
So why was he shaking as he sat up in bed? He wanted to see you, but he couldn't just show up to your door looking pathetic. That's how he said for about an hour, before he finally got out of bed, putting his gear on.
When he got to your room, he repeatedly knocked on your window. When you opened him and asked why he was literally climbing into your room at 3 AM, he obviously didn't tell you the truth.
He just needed to check in on you, you weak human. Oh and also he needs to rant your ears off about his new invention. All the while he's doing his best not to shake.
At least he knows you're safe now.
Leonardo:
Leonardo was up before he was even fully awake.
For all his ego, he knew he was absolutely terrified of actually losing you. But he couldn't just show you how upset he was due to his nightmare. Tears streamed down his face as he sent you message after message until you finally woke up, texting him as to why he was bothering you so late.
He calmed himself down slightly, telling you to meet him at the skate park, not even asking. Obviously he'd bring you there, he was a gentleman after all.
When he showed up to your house, his heart swelled with relief. You were pulled into a hug, Leo feeling relieved that nothing happened to you. He pulled you outside by your hand.
His nightmare pushed to the back of his mind.
Raphael:
Raphael was already tearing up when he sat up.
For a while he was just sitting there, curled up like some sort of sad oversized teddy bear. For all his brutish looks he cared deeply for you and his brothers. So when that nightmare messed up his night, it wasn't too surprising.
You were asleep not too far away, snoring away on a mattress. Seeing you asleep across the room somewhat eased him, but thick tears continued to slowly drag down his face.
His massive frame got out of bed, laying on the ground next to you and pulling you tightly into his arms. You obviously woke up, a sobbing snapping turtle holding you like a teddy bear.
But you didn't have the heart to tell him off.
Michelangelo:
Mikey's pillow was pretty much drenched as his own sobbing woke him up.
His nightmare left the more sensitive mutant greatly upset. You were one of the people he cared about most, so he couldn't stand the thought of losing you.
The orange turtles emotional state was so bad it woke up his brothers and father. He got his words out between sobbing, the others trying to figure out how to handle it.
You were woken up by the turtles waiting outside for you, Raph practically picking you up and dragging you back to the lair so you can comfort his little brother.
Mikey was clinging to your leg the entire night, near hyperventilating.
[i died four hours ago]
RotTMNT bois with !reader who can do SO MUCH ART.. like, they learned to crochet/knit/needlefelt/paint all the things/cross stitch/shrinky dinks/nail art/resin stuffs! Like, !reader learned all these things and then made the bois (yes all of them, if !reader made one craft they made other stuff for the brothers) stuff they thought all the bois might like.. reader can be any gender.. all that matters is ART
Artist!Reader
RotTMNT x gn!reader
Warnings: fluff... that's it, short
A/N: sorry for the late post. It's been a long week.
He hangs up every piece of art you make him
In his room
In his lab
It doesn't matter
Your art is hung next to Mikey's
If someone mentions that they like something
Donnie excitedly tells them you made it
He may not be an art connoisseur but he loved whatever you made
He doesn't mind that you horde art supplies cause...
Well just look at his lab
Loves your art
Watercolor, sketches, oil paint, colored pencils?
Doesn't matter
He loves it
Hung up all over his room
And don't worry
Leo would pose for you too
Hording art supplies?
He'll help you organize it
Art trades
Anything you've ever made him are hung up
In his room, in the kitchen
Mikey will set up days where both of you just paint and draw
He loves those days
Your favorite snacks, favorite drinks
He'll paint you, making sure to hang it up in his room after
And don't worry if your horde art supplies, he does too
Almost cried the first time you give him something
He keeps everything
His favorite one is hung right by his bed so he can look at it whenever he wants to
He's so happy, tail thumping every single time you bring something
He likes watching you paint, draw, whatever
He finds it relaxing
He also likes looking at all your art supplies
He checks it regularly to see if he could restock anything
As another nervous writer, I shall give ya a prompt. -yeets prompt- Could ya write something with the main 3 reacting to the reader showing up after a mission on day with a cat? I think that’d be neat! Have a nice day!!
Thank you so much, have a great day too! That was nice to get out a little of the comfort zone(I'm not really used to writing fluff or cute things in general and for this one I challenged myself to write it entirely in English, without first writing in my native language and then translating it).
Main 3 headcanons with (y/n) bringing a cat after a mission.
■ It all started when you went to get some supplies, not to much happened but when you got back in your vehicle, you heard a meow.
■ You went behind the convertible and spotted a little cat, that immediately started to rub against you and purr. You almost couldn't contain yourself from such cuteness and began to pet it, not even noticing that you've been playing with them for more time than should.
■ Realizing that it was more than time to go and that they looked ravenous, you decided to take them with you. When you arrived, Deimos was the first one you encountered, he was laying on the sofa waking up from a nap and was about to ask why you took so long, when he looked at your arms where the cat was cuddle up.
■ They just jumped off from your arms and went directly to Hank, who was sitting on an armchair, just making themselves comfortable in his lap. You and Deimos slightly began to panic, but soon relaxed when realized he liked them and even started to pet them.
■ Sanford entered in the room a few minutes later and when saw the cat, his first instinct was to caress them, but it looked like they didn't enjoy the way he did because he got scratched and hissed at. Which resulted a good laugh from you and Deimos, even a little grin from Hank, that went unseen because of his mask.
■ Even if someone there didn't want the feline that doesn't matter. Hank wants the cat, so he's going to have the cat. He was planning to name it "motherfucker", but you didn't let it, instead deciding to name the cat Mars.
■ You are the one who needs to feed Mars and do those things, Sanford doesn't want to be attacked again, Hank just doesn't know how to do it correctly and Deimos tried to feed them some snacks once ("Deimos, you can't feed Mars that stuff!" "There's no way this will make 'em ill." "YES, THERE IS"), but he's willing to help you to bath them, that is really needed, because Mars puts up a fight and sometimes escapes, which ends up soaking the entire base's floor.
■ They steal and hide everything, from the Hank's goggles to Sanford's hook, they even destroyed Deimos' socks and proudly returned the rag when he was looking for them. Once while you were trying to make yourself some chocolate milk and was distracted, they stuck their head in the cup of milk, drank and spilled it all over table it was on.
■ The best thing that happened was Sanford and Mars made up after he rescued them when they got stuck on the lighting, and nobody knows how Mars got up there in first place, but is grateful for that.
■ The worst thing that happened was when Hank asked you where you found them, and you showed him. He asked it because he knows that where there's one, there are more. Suddenly, one day to another, Hank appeared with more 20 cats.
■ They are too many.
■ Send help.
Link to the tweet: https://x.com/seaweedlagoon/status/1772449954046279818?s=46&t=s8SsfXh2OjpNRAj1OBxwqg
I’ve been playing dead by daylight lately ; and now I’m wondering how would the the general yandere rise turtles hcs react if reader made a bet with them if there beat them in DbD , the boys will let the reader go and if reader loses the reader stays with the boys forever.
A/N, not important: Sorry for the wait. Also I have no clue of what Dead by Daylight is, so I just kind of made it a general thing of any game you might play. Also I misread your ask and didn't add the losing rule. My bad, sorry. Any criticism is welcome, constructive or not. This is supposed to be a gender neutral reader, so if I screwed up somewhere, please tell me.
-Ollie
CW: Lying, breaking a deal/promise, isolation mention, kidnapped reader, dark themes, yandere themes, mentions of violence
Words: 2057
Summary: Headcanons of if you made a bet to be set free.
Tag list: @f1oricide @itsyagurlchip @lordfreg @acutiewithagun @rottmnttmnt2012 @lixnininotnay @lexiechr
Michelangelo:
He doesn’t like the idea of it. He’ll ignore your requests at first, especially if you’re not asking him straight up. If you keep pushing it, he’ll finally sit down with you and let you talk. He doesn’t like it at all, mostly because the entire point is to gain your freedom. Mikey was certain he’d made it clear you’d never leave him.
He might concede after a while. After all, you’re both just playing a game, and you must know he’s not actually letting you go, right? You’re happy with him, this has to just be some emotional thing you’re going through, and you want to win a game. He doesn’t mind indulging you in that, especially since there’s no harm in it. It’s just a game.
He doesn’t take the game very seriously when you first start playing. He’s just happy to play the game with you and try to bond. He doesn’t even make his own condition if he wins because it’s not like he’s letting you go anyways. It’s no more of a bet than calling someone a rotten egg after a race.
If you’re losing/lost:
He ignores the devastation on your face, smiling widely at you as he shifts closer to you. He was ecstatic you were spending time with him, and you seemed so happy and serious while playing the game. It’s clear you enjoyed it, and you weren’t even fighting him while playing!
He tries to make a night out of it, quickly ordering pizza and bringing in drinks and candy as he starts to set up different games. He’ll make you happy, he swears. Just stop pouting and come play.
Mikey relies on your love, so he’ll keep playing with you until you seem to be opening up again. He’ll pull you close and kiss you after every game, trying to wear you down. If you’re trying to avoid him, or want to quit after a while, Mikey will ignore your protests and hold you close. He’s a bit upset seeing you genuinely sad that you lost. He makes a note to cook your favorite tomorrow, just to show you being with him wasn’t all that bad. I mean, if you really wanted to leave, you would have tried to run. Clearly he’s doing something right.
If you’re winning/won:
He just leans over and gives you a kiss for doing such a good job before asking if you wanted to play again. He likes seeing you so excited over winning, ignoring the fact you were happy because you thought you’d get to leave.
Gets upset when you demand he let you go, his frustration growing as you get more insistent that you deserve to leave. Mikey finally puts his foot down, harshly telling you you’re never leaving him. He’s not losing you, ever.
If you keep trying to fight him on it, he’ll just pull out your old chains and start treating you like when you first got there. No more privileges, no more opinions, no more leaving his side. You’re stuck in his room until you decide to drop your silly thought of getting away.
You really needed to learn you weren’t ever leaving him, and he’ll teach you by any means necessary.
Donatello:
When you first bring it up, he’d laugh. Why would you be serious about such a thing? Not only are you saying you want to leave him, but you also think you’d beat him at a video game. It’s absurd.
When he realizes you’re serious, he’ll consider it for a moment before agreeing. He’s a bit peeved you really want to try and ‘win’ your freedom, but he’s willing to stay calm and see how this goes. Especially since he could get something from you if you lose. He makes you swear that if you lose, you’ll start showing him more affection as a payoff.
When you both first start playing, he’s not only determined to beat you, he wants to crush you. He’s heavily insulted by your want to play the game for something you should know you’ll never get. The only reason he agrees in the first place is because he knows this is the first time you’ve willingly played a game with him. It’s not like you actually tried to escape, only asked for it. He’d take that over you making a break for it any day.
If you’re losing/lost:
He’ll gloat the entire time. He’s mad at you, and is incredibly competitive. Those don’t exactly mix well.
If at any point you seem to be starting to gain the upper hand, he’ll subtly cheat to keep you down. He wants to end the match as soon as he can so you have less time to possibly win.
Is so smug when he beats you, he feels the entire ordeal worth it. He doesn’t even feel like punishing you for trying to gain your freedom in the first place. He liked being able to play with you, even at the stakes.
Will absolutely expect you to uphold your end of the deal. If he tries to hug you or kiss you after and you try to push him away, he’ll remind you of the deal. He loves seeing the defeat on your face as you give into him.
If you’re winning/won:
Slowly gets more frustrated as the game goes on. He’s not worried about you leaving, he’s not letting that happen even if he ‘promised’, but he’s still salty you’re beating him.
He’ll cheat, whether by messing with your controller/person, or hacking the game and completely nerfing you. He hates losing.
If you are able to win despite his cheating, he’ll probably let his anger boil over. Not only did you ask to be granted freedom, but by the terms, you technically earned it. He’s furious and might start yelling at you, or accusing you of cheating as well. When you try to get him to keep the terms of the deal, he’ll just snap at you to shut up and will get more furious at every mention of it.
You’ll probably end up in isolation for a few days to weeks afterwards. Enjoy your freedom.
Raphael:
Raph gets incredibly frustrated the first time you ask. Why would you want to leave? You’re safe with him, and he loves you. You asking to leave like that is a bit of a punch to the gut.
He gets more clingy with you for a while, always slinging you over his shoulder when he needs to go to a different room, and holding you tighter at night. He’s afraid you’ll try and make a break for it at some point now, so he makes sure to not let you out of his sight.
Raph doesn’t want to play the game with you at all. He doesn’t like the bet placed on it, and it just makes him angry every time you bring it up. He does eventually break down and agree to do it, but it’s mostly to get you to stop asking. At no point does he plan to let you go, no matter what he promised you.
If you’re losing/lost:
He feels a bit bad because you seem so upset, but knowing why you were so upset boils his blood. He’ll lightly tease you to get you to cheer up and let it go, hoping you’d both be able to just forget this and move past it. It was just a little game that he wasn’t taking seriously, so neither should you.
He’ll hold you close afterwards, feeling mostly relieved. You lost on your own terms, so he knew you wouldn’t try to argue with him. If you try to insist on another match, or to try a different game, he’ll just shut you down.
Tries his best to make you happy and tells you how much better it is with him. If you were gone and without his protection, you could be hurt. He tries to remind you of all the villains he’s fought and makes up recent cases and such to try and show you that being with him is better.
If you’re winning/won:
A bit bitter he lost, but just kisses your head and compliments your skills of the game. As you wait for him to let go of you, or bring you to the sewer entrance, and he does no such thing, you start to get upset.
Raph pays no mind to your whining, cursing, or demands, just hugging you close as he silently waits for you to calm down. He tries to be gentle, but gosh you were just being so awful and it’s not really his fault he squeezed you just a bit too hard.
Raph will make sure to keep a tighter grip on you for the next few months. He doesn't trust you to not try and make a break for it now. He stays within arms length of you at all times, and if he ever has to leave, he has you chained to the wall. He’s sorry about it, he swears, but you really are better off with him. One day you’ll see that, he’s sure of it.
Leonardo:
Silently furious at the request, but immediately agrees. With one caveat, of course. If you lose, you have to start acting like you love him. Be affectionate, call him pet names, stop flinching, the whole nine yards.
He’s not worried about you winning, mostly because he’d never actually set you free. Leaving him isn’t an option, not not, not ever. You’re his true love, his soulmate, and no silly bet you’ve made will change that. As far as Leo’s concerned, he’s gaining more than he’s losing from this deal. You’ll still have to hold up your end after all.
Leo has you sit in his lap while you play, mostly because he’s afraid you’d try to make a break for it after you realize he’s not letting you go. After you proposed the initial deal, he lost most trust in you. He’s not going to take any chances.
If you’re losing/lost:
Teases you relentlessly. You suggested playing for your freedom, you took the chance and even chose the game, and you couldn’t even win. Leo thought it was hilarious.
If you whine or backtalk at all, he brings up the terms of the bet while he covers your face in kisses. He’s overjoyed you lost and now have to follow your part of the deal. He’s immediately showering you in affection because he knows you can’t push him away for it.
He’s incredibly smug that he won too, almost forgetting about how angry he was about the deal in the first place. You lost, and now you have to commit to being his forever. By your own doing, you’re stuck pretending to love him until you actually do. He can’t see anything wrong with the arrangement. He’s completely ecstatic.
If you’re winning/won:
A bit peeved at first, mostly because he’s annoyed he lost. His arms grow tighter around you as he stays silent for a few moments. He can hear you clearly telling him to let go and honor his half of the bargain, but why should he? It was a stupid game, and you don’t get to leave.
As you get more erratic, he finally figures out what he wants to do. With gritted teeth, he slowly lets you go so you could leave. He tries to not get angry at the joyous look on your face as you realize he’s upholding his end.
He watches you leave the room, his eyes trained on your back as you run towards the entrance. He’s not too worried, his mind thinking through every small possibility in case his plan goes wrong. He reaches over to the side of his bed and grabs one of his katana’s, the room quickly encased in a bright glow.
Within seconds, you’re back in his lap as Leo’s face nuzzles into your neck. Leo pays no mind to your surprised and tensed form, his arms tight around you. Every angry cry and scream goes ignored while Leo holds you close.
He can’t help but smile as he reminds you that he never agreed to not hunt you back down.
This was tagged as butch bait, so I presume this is a jest post and I decided not to reblog directly from the original poster because of this. However butches and gender nonconforming women almost NEVER get shown as old in media, and our beautiful middle aged (and older!) butches never get to the public eye!
There is a future for butch and gnc women. We can grow old and be ourselves, without changing a thing. So I present to you pictures of older butch and gnc women!
reposting this information to it's own post because asker was a racist.
What's going on right now in the Republic of Georgia / Sakartvelo? A new legislation just passed that official bans - human rights essentially, gay-marriage, gender-firming care and surgery, any 'promotion' of queer identity. Soon after this legislation passed, trans model Kesaria Abramidze was murdered as a direct consequence of this.
Why is this super extra bad? Besides the several many lives at stake, the safety of queer families and the lethality of hate crimes, Georgia's wish to enter the EU is falling to a complete simmer due to this, soon to be extinguished completely. Here is an article about the international reaction to this legislation:
What can you do to help? The biggest thing we currently rely on is international push back especially from the EU members and the possible overturn of this in the upcoming election. It does not help that this law is implemented due to greedy fucks and Russian puppets in Georgia who benefit from this. source:
You might hear many refer to this as 'Russian law' which is due to the fact that Georgia, under this puppet-leadership mimics Russian laws like the 'Foreign Agents Law' that was put into work only a few months prior the law assumes 'only receiving foreign funds makes an organization a foreign agent.' and I don't think I have to explain how horrendous that is.
We also rely on our president to veto the legislation before it goes into 'full effect' (though the consequences and effect have already begun) but even with this the political party which instated this legislation argue to over-ride her veto in parliament. source:
The most important thing right now is vocal pushback, and public support of the queer community. with what happened to Kesaria (may she rest in peace) a lot of trans people are fearing for their lives, and queer families no longer can remain in their own country if they want to continue to be themselves in any way.
Spread love, a lot of it like as much as you can offer to queer Georgians everywhere.
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