First time doing an actual comic and not a strip! :D This helped me gauge
how long a page takes, and it wouldn’t be unrealistic for me to update
once or twice a week when I get the actual comic going. Soon, friends.
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CRAP YOU’RE ADORABLE LET ME LOVE YOU AHHH <3 I also love the song ‘Pocket Full of Sunshine’,, it’s acc the perfect shower song.
CRAP YOUR FICS ARE AMAZING YOU’RE SO TALENTED!!!!! Um I was just wondering if
it’s not to much trouble could you write a Donatello x reader were don comes over
to the reader house while the reader is singing in the shower Please? Again
I don’t own TMNT, and you belong to you <3
blunt. Your day was shit. School made you want to stick pins in your eyes and
your friends were so annoying you wanted to take the pins out of your eyes and
stick them into theirs. And to top it all off, you had gotten into a teeny tiny
argument with your boyfriend, Donnie. Honestly, it just wasn’t your day.
wanted to crawl into bed and sleep, but you stunk of body odor and textbooks.
everything you needed, you sluggishly got into the shower and turned it on.
sake!” you squeaked, hopping into the corner of the shower, whilst attempting
to change the temperature with your foot. Finally. It got to your preferred
temperature and you stood under the stream of water.
for about an hour, because by the time you had noticed, your fingers were
the other side of the door, Donatello was pacing back and forth in your bedroom,
waiting for you to come out. He’d messed up by yelling at you for coming into
his control room, especially when all you wanted to do was talk. He needed to
apologize; he couldn’t work properly knowing that you were upset with him. He
was coming up with the best strategies of how to say sorry to you (without you
slapping him) when he heard a voice coming from the shower. He was about to
bust down the door until he realized it was you singing ‘A Pocket Full Of
Sunshine.’ Well more like screaming it, and he didn’t even have to go in the
room to know you were dancing hazardously as well.
“I got a
pocket, got a pocket full of sunshine, I got a love and I
know that it’s all mine!” Donnie grinned and picked up your phone that was on
the table, and began to record the bathroom door. You were singing loud enough
for the phone to pick it up very
When he heard the water turn off, he
ended the video and sent it to his email address. He was never going to let you
live this down, and Donnie can be extremely persistent.
“Donnie?” you called, noticing his Bo
staff that was placed in the corner of the room before seeing him on your bed.
“Lovely vocals, darling.” Narrowing your
eyes at him, you picked up your pyjamas and went into the bathroom. No strip
teasing for Donnie today.
“How much did you hear?” you grumbled at
him, crossing your arms and ignoring his advances.
“Enough,” he chuckled before holding
your hand to stop you from leaving. “L-Look, [Y/N], I’m- I’m really sorry for
yelling at you earlier, it was mean and I shouldn’t have. E-Especially since
all you wanted to do was talk and-”
“Wait, really?” He grinned from ear to
ear, pulling you into a hug and kissing your forehead; the purest of all
kisses. “Can I at least finish my speech? I worked really hard on it.”
“Donnie…” you mumbled, walking into the
kitchen where Donnie was sat on a stool on his mini tablet he kept at your
“Why did Mikey and Raph both send me videos
of me singing in the shower?” you yelled, pouting and putting your phone in
front of him. He turned a deep scarlet color, swallowing sharply. Mikey had complemented you on your song choice: ‘Sweet tunes, dudette!’ and Raph just sent you the laughing-crying emoji face. 7 times.
“W-well… [Y/N]… You see…” and with that,
Donnie ran off to a different room in the house, yelling about how sorry he
was. Let the chase begin.
Science Dad™ Tony Stark will always be a fav. He, along with babes Peter Parker and Harley Keener, make the perfect lil’ family.
Give me Tony Stark who donates new lab tech to Peter’s school after he makes an off-handed comment about how the lab tech at his school is out of date (he does this anonymously, but Peter figures it out relatively quickly).
Give me Tony Stark who goes to Peter’s school as a surprise and sits with him during lunch while entertaining Peter and his friends with funny stories about his days at MIT with his best friend, Rhodey.
Give me Tony Stark who sends Harley some fancy new tech (cellphone, tablet, a mini Dum-E, etc) every year on the anniversary of when they met (every note is signed, The Mechanic).
Give me Tony Stark who creates alibis for Peter when he has to run off and save the day and who greets Peter after a fight with medical care (he lets Peter sleep in his lab, it’s the only time he won’t blast his music).
Give me Tony Stark who provides verbal guidance (either over the phone or via hologram or webcam) for Harley while he works on a piece of tech to enter into his school’s Science Fair (and Tony sending him an upgraded potato gun when he wins).
Give me Tony Stark introducing Peter to Harley and actually have to sit down while they get to know each other because he is, for several moments, overwhelmed by the fatherly like care he has for Peter and Harley (he will probably never marry and have kids of his own, so this is as close as he can get).
Give me Tony Stark who invites Peter and Harley into his personal lab so he can get their opinions on the new schematics for his arc reactor for clean energy (he even has FRIDAY take down their suggestions and ends up altering the design because, hey, these kids are really freakin’ smart!).
Give me Tony Stark who, together with Peter, tries to create the perfect grilled cheese sandwich (calculating the right amount of butter and cheese) while Harley sits in the background eating the rejects (Tony stops him before he can eat his fifth because he’ll ruin his appetite for ~dinner~).
Give me Tony Stark who designs a mini gauntlet for Harley so he can use it’s stunning ability to aid other kids when they are being bullied (he designs it similar to his watch, but let bulky and hot rod red).
Give me Tony Stark who keeps Peter’s old costume framed in his workshop because he knows it’s something to be proud of (plus, Peter was gonna’ throw it away and Tony wasn’t having that).
Give me Tony Stark who opens two separate accounts for Harley and Peter so they and their families will be taken care if anything happens to him (he doesn’t tell them, of course, because he doesn’t want to worry them but the possibility will always be there).
Give me Tony Stark who doesn’t censor his mouth around Harley and Peter because “if you can take on some scary as shit baddies, then you’re allowed to fucking curse!” (Harley is yelling “Hell yeah!” and “Shit, Tony’s right!” in the background).
Give me Tony Stark who passes on one of his class rings to Peter when he graduates high school (because Tony knew Peter would graduate a year or so before his classmates).
Give me Tony Stark who lets Harley help him take apart and rebuild one of his classic sports cars (the one Harley has been gushing over) for the hell of it (and not tell Harley that the car is now under his name).
Give me Tony Stark who finally gives in to Peter’s and Harley’s nagging and ends sitting in the middle of his couch with Peter on one side and Harley on the other as they watch Big Hero 6 (Tony doesn’t comment when both fall asleep just before the movie is over and he doesn’t move. He pities his father for never having this.)
Summary – Bucky’s mind is finally
free from Hydra and he moves into the Avengers Compound.
Warnings – None
Word Count - 885
Notes – Most everything gets explained in this part. I’m not claiming to be any kind of expert, this has been my own personal headcanon which will be explained in more detail in Part 8. I hope you guys enjoy this!!
You smiled when you
heard your daughter let out a small burp from her first feeding. You lifted her
up and planted butterfly kisses all over her small cheeks. You gasped when she
looked at you with ocean blue eyes. She had her dad’s eyes.
“Four would you like to
hold your God-daughter?”
Four smiled as he
walked up to the other side of the bed. He was pleasantly surprised that you
named him God-Father of your child. Eric mumbled something under his breath but
you chose to ignore it. Four sat down and cradled your little girl. Jen took
out her mini tablet and snapped pictures of Four holding his God-daughter. You
looked over at Eric who had an irritable look on his face as he glared at Four
holding his child. Eric tore his eyes away from Four and looked down at you.
“You should have discussed
with me about him being a God-parent.”
“There are a lot of
things we needed to discuss but you were gone remember.” You spat at him.
“Were you plan on
calling me to tell me you were in labor?”
“I don’t feel like
having this conversation right now Eric.” You sighed as you did not want to get
into a fight and you knew right now all words exchanged with Eric would lead to
“It’s my turn!” You
heard Jen gush. Four and Jen switched places. You smiled as Jen kissed her
God-daughter. After a few minutes the nurse came to collect your daughter to
take to the nursery.
“Y/N have you thought
of a name for your beautiful daughter?” Nurse Watkins asked you as she picked
up your daughter from Jen’s arms.
“I have a few that I
was thinking about.” You told Nurse Watkins as she leaned your daughter over to
you so you could give her a quick kiss.
“You didn’t discuss
anything with me.” Eric snapped. Nurse Watkins walked over to Eric and lifted
his daughter to him. For a split-second Eric’s face displayed confusion.
“Did you want to kiss
your daughter?” Nurse Watkins asked. All eyes were on Eric.
“I’m fine.” He snapped
irritated not looking at his newborn. You shook your head at him. Well asshole was back. God forbid if he showed any type of emotion
in front of Four.
Nurse Watkins smiled at
you in sympathy and took your daughter to the nursery.
“Call us if you need
anything. We will be back to check on you later.” Jen told you as her and Four
headed out the door.
“Ok. I will see you
later.” You watched them leave and then turned your attention back to Eric who
had not moved from your side.
“We need to talk.” Eric
“Don’t be a smart ass!”
“Eric I am not in the
mood. I just gave birth to an eight-pound baby and all I want to do is sleep
right now while I have a chance.”
Eric pulled out his
mini tablet from his pocket and dialed his mom.
“Who are you calling?”
You asked closing your eyes.
Your eyes flew open and
you sat up despite the pain you felt between your legs.
Eric looked at you with
a frown on his face.
“Hey mom. She had the
baby.” You heard Eric tell his mom just before he walked out the door. You
started to panic. You have never met any of Eric’s family. You had no idea what
to expect. What will his mom think of you? Would she think you were a slut to
get knocked up by Eric without having any type of sustainable relationship? Did
his mom know about Four? You had worked your nerves up about the time Eric
walked back into the room. He pulled a chair up to your bed and sat down
staring at you.
“What?” You asked as
his blue eyes trained on you were making you uncomfortable.
“What names have you
thought of for my daughter?” Eric sat back in the seat and crossed his arms. His
eyes not leaving you.
“Well me, Jen and Four
thought of a few.”
“Whatever Four thought
of we are not using!” Eric waved his hand as if he was actually dismissing
names in midair. “And also he is not going to be the God-father.”
“That is not up for
discussion!” You snapped at him, scooting up further in bed. “He is the
God-father and I don’t give a shit how you feel about it! He was here and you
You saw Eric clench his
jaw and you knew he was getting upset. You did not care. You were putting your
foot down and he would not have a say in what you decided.
“When is your mom
coming?” You asked hoping to change the subject plus you needed to know how
long you had to make yourself presentable.
“She’s coming tonight.”
Eric interlocked his fingers and stretched his hands over his head. You heard
his knuckles pop. You could not help but notice how his tight his black shirt
hugged his muscles under his vest.
“What about your dad?”
Your eyes slowly made their way to his lips and instinctively bit down on your
bottom lip when you saw Eric lick his lips.
Eric just shook his
head no and you did not ask any further. You gathered from when Eric mentioned
his father to you before they did not have a good relationship. You tore your
eyes from Eric’s lips when he stood up and walked over to you.
“Do you need anything?”
His fingers caressed your cheek. You found yourself moving your cheek toward
his hand. Eric took both hands and cupped your face. You held your breath as he
leaned over and lightly brushed your lips with his. Eric slowly lifted and
searched your face for any hesitation. You had none so he leaned back and
kissed you softly. Eric kisses were light on top of your lips and expand to
butterfly kisses on your nose, cheeks and your close eyelids.
“Thank you Y/N.” Eric
whispered in your ear before nipping your earlobe.
“For what?” You asked.
Eric smiled a genuine smile that actually lit his eyes up and you could not
help but smile back. His smile was contagious.
“For giving me my
little girl.” Eric leaned over and kissed your lips again.
“You are welcome.” You
whispered against his lips. He kissed you again and pulled up and you saw the
intimate moment you just shared was gone. His face went back to its usual hard
“Get some rest. I will
be back later with mom.”
“Are you parents on
You nodded yes.
“Ok. I will see you
You watched as Eric
disappeared from the room. You were now alone. You settled back in bed to try
to get some rest.
Eric stopped at the nursery and looked through the looking
glass and gazed at his daughter. He fought a smile from his lips as he read the
sign hanging on his daughter’s cot. It stated Baby Girl Coulter. So you put his
name on the birth certificate. As Eric gazed at his daughter who was sucking on
her fingers he started to get light headed and dizzy. Eric hand shot up to the
glass and he leaned against it. He could feel his heart pumping and blood felt
as if it was rushing in his head. Eric shook his head to dispel what he was
feeling. What the hell was that? He
thought shaking his head again to get his bearings. Eric looked at his daughter
one more time and then headed to his apartment.
Eric needed to get home
and clean his apartment before his mom arrived at Dauntless. Eric let out a
sigh of frustration when he saw Mandy in his kitchen cooking God knows what.
Whatever it was it smelled disgusting.
“Get out of my
kitchen!” He barked at her.
“Honey! I am making you
dinner.” Mandy pouted.
“Don’t call me that.”
Eric grabbed Mandy’s upper arm, pushed her out the kitchen and proceeded to
dump what she was cooking down the garbage disposal.
“Eric why would you do
that?” Mandy was upset as he threw away what she was cooking. Eric ignored her
and finish dumping the rest of her hideous food down the disposal.
“I need you to get your
stuff and get out.” Eric walked past Mandy not even looking at her.
“What? Why?” She whined
as she followed behind Eric like a lost puppy.
“I don’t owe you an
explanation.” Eric turned around and looked down at Mandy. Her very presence
was rubbing him the wrong way. “Start packing.”
“Can I still see you?”
Mandy walked up to him and touched his chest. She did not want to lose him.
Eric looked down at Mandy and removed her hand from his chest.
“I’m going to be too
busy.” Eric told her.
“Busy with what?”
“My mother is coming in
town and I don’t want you here.”
“I would love to meet
your mom!” Mandy said excitedly. Eric looked at Mandy, she was a few screws
“What the fuck is wrong
with you? I don’t want you here. Why can’t you understand that?”
“Yes you do Eric. I can
tell you want me by the way you fuck me.” Mandy said in a seductive voice. It
did not have the affect she was hoping it would have on Eric. Eric rolled his
eyes and headed to his bedroom to change out of his uniform.
“Eric you know you want
me to stay. I am the only one who can handle you.”
Eric pulled off his
shirt and looked at Mandy. Mandy gazed at his chest.
“You can’t handle me.
There is only one person who can and you are not her. So I need you out.”
“This is about her? Ugh…she
is not the one for you Eric. I am!” Mandy voice started to rise. “Why would you
want that ugly little slut!” Before Mandy could blink Eric was up in her face
with his hands around her neck.
“I told you never to
speak about her! She is the mother of my child and you are not worthy to utter
her name!” Eric growled in Mandy’s face. Tears welled in Mandy’s eyes. Eric
shoved Mandy back and she almost fell backwards. Mandy realized you must have
had the baby. It had to be the reason his mother was coming and his sudden
change toward her. Mandy collected herself and went to pack her clothes without
saying anything else to Eric. She may have lost this battle but she was not
about to lose the war.
You woke up to light
kisses on your face. You smiled when you saw your mother leaning over your bed.
“Mom!” Tears ran down
your face. You were so happy your parents were here.
“Hey baby girl.” Your
daddy grabbed your hand on the opposite side of your mom. “We saw her in the
nursery Y/N. She is beautiful.”
“She is isn’t she.”
Your heart swelled for your daughter.
“Now is this Eric fella
doing right by you?” Your father asked with the look of worry on his face. Yep
that was your dad always protective of you. You knew that they have heard of
Eric and had a brief exchange with him when they came to visit after your
stabbing. Both parents expressed concern about your relationship with Eric as
they have heard many stories about the Dauntless leader.
“He is doing the best
he can.” You answered hoping it would suffice him. Bryan looked down at his
daughter and knew there was more than what she was telling him but he decided
to let it go at the moment. He did not want to ruin her happy day. Your mom
helped you sit up in bed, washed your face an brushed your hair to pull it back
into a ponytail. Just as she put your hair into a pony tail Eric and his mom
walked in. You knew instantly it was his mom as Eric was a spitting image of
her. Eric’s mom was dressed in a black pants suit with a blue blouse. She
looked so put together a total opposite of you. Her blonde hair was pulled back
into a tight bun on top of her head.
You wanted a hole to swallow you up. You
looked a hot ass mess.
Eric gave your parents a curt nod and stood
beside your mom.
“Y/N this is my mom
Angelina. Mom this is Y/N.”
Your mom stepped aside
so Angelina could stand next to you.
“It’s so nice to
finally meet you.” Angelina squeezed your hand and gave you the warmest smile.
“Likewise.” You said hoarsely.
“Ummm these are my parents Bryan and Dara.” You watched as everyone shook hands
and exchange pleasantries. They seem to all get along. Even Eric was talking
with your parents. Things might go ok you thought.
“Hey.” You whispered as
Eric walked up to your bed. “Your mom seems nice.”
“Don’t let the suit
fool you.” Eric said seriously. You didn’t know if he was joking or not. You
hope he was joking.
Mandy smooth down her
nursing uniform, put her name tag on and swiped her badge to get into the
nursery. She walked up and down the rows until she saw the sign. Baby Girl Coulter.
Mandy felt as if a truck had run over her heart. She stared down at the baby
girl who was looking up at her with Eric’s blue eyes.
“What are you doing in
here Mandy?” Stefanie the nurse who took over the second shift asked.
“I was just looking at
the babies.” Mandy lied. Stefanie glared at Mandy. Mandy rubbed her the wrong
“You need to leave.”
Stefanie walked up beside Mandy and saw whose baby she was standing over.
Stefanie successfully hid her alarm from Mandy.
“I was just leaving.”
Mandy said in a tone that caused the hairs to rise on Stefanie’s neck. Stefanie
picked up Baby Girl Coulter.
“There is my grandbaby!”
Bryan grinned from ear to ear when Stefanie rolled your daughter in.
“Look baby girl. Your
family is here.” Stefanie cooed as she picked up your daughter and handed her
to you. “I think she is getting hungry.”
“Thanks Stefanie.” You
smiled at the nurse.
“Mr. Coulter. I need to
speak to you for a moment.” Stefanie escorted Eric to the corner of the room.
“I think you should
know that your girlfriend Mandy was in the nursery with your daughter.”
Stefanie took a step
back as she saw the anger boil to the surface in Eric.
“She is not my
girlfriend. Did she touch my child?”
“No. I think it is best
given the circumstances-” Stefanie looked back over at you as you nursed your
daughter with your family surrounding you. “that you have her privileges to the
nursery and this floor restricted for now. I will spread the word to the rest
of the staff to keep a look out for her.”
“Thank you Stefanie.”
Eric said. Stefanie nodded and smiled at Eric.
“Of course Eric. Your
daughter is beautiful. I know you are proud.”
“I am. Thanks again.”
Stefanie patted Eric’s
shoulder and exited the room. Eric paced back and forth in the room. He was
going to kill Mandy for going near his daughter. Why did he always attract the
“What’s wrong son?”
Angelina asked looking over at Eric. Eric stopped pacing and looked at his mom.
Angelina knew that look and she knew someone was about to deal with a very
“I’ll be right back.”
Eric told you and his mom and disappeared out the room.