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Little siren who absolutely adores you after seeing you walk by her pond one day. She thinks your nose is the best thing she’s ever seen, especially when it scrunches as you laugh at a joke your friend made. The little blue creature stays hidden beneath the water and algae during your visits, careful not to let anyone (including yourself) see her.

She doesn’t want to frighten you away!

She’s done it before, scared people on accident by peeking up above the water. Thankfully, no one really believed that there was a scaly mythical creature hiding in the depths of her pond, so she’d been pretty safe recently.

But she really, really wanted to see you and say hi!

One day, as you’re sitting alone on the dock at the edge of the pond, a dock surrounded by trees and a little more secluded than the rest of the pond, she figures that now might be a good time to say something!

With hands full of shiny things that she figured you might like, two pitch-black eyes peek up above the waterline to the left of you and the dock before she reaches up to set your presents next to you. Obviously not expecting a set of hands to appear from seemingly nowhere, you’re startled from your thoughts, a surprised yelp escaping you before you pull your feet from the water and scramble away from the blue, talon-tipped hands that quickly retreat back into the water with a splash.

Oh no! Had she scared you like she’d scared the others?

The thought hurt… you hadn’t even seen her yet and she’d already caused you to panic? Golden tears well up in her eyes before being whisked away by the water as she retreats deeper into the pond for the day, unable to handle the heartache for now as she pushed past algae and sea grass, and left you with her pile of silver and golden trinkets that could probably pay your rent for the month.

Little siren who absolutely adores you, but after her first interaction with you, she's a bit nervous to try approaching again.

She'd bawled her eyes out the day she thought that she scared you away from her little pond forever.

Would she ever get to hear the sound of your laughter again?

Would she ever get to see the way your hair shimmers in the evening sunlight ever again?

These worries would plague her for weeks, making her hesitant to even get close to the surface for quite some time.

What if you weren't there and never came back and she stayed up waiting for years and years for someone that was long gone?

She couldn't help the tears that welled up as she lurked just beneath a rather dense patch of lily pads, challenging herself today to try and get close to the sparkling surface to see if she could catch even an inkling of your presence.

She remembered that you tended to show up when the clouds were scarce and the sun was high, so on such a sunny day like today, you’d surely be back, right? That was what she’d hoped as she wrapped her arms around one of the submerged support beams on the dock, pressing her cheek against it with an anxious sigh.

Her chest hurt just thinking about rising the foot that stood between her and the open air to try and see you, rubbing her knuckles against her sternum to try and ease the ache before she heard something suddenly.

Two voices laughing above her on the dock? Could it be…?

It would be impossible for her to mistake the cadence of your laughter with someone else’s, her heart fluttering almost painfully in her chest at the thought of you returning to her and her little pond. A delighted chirp slips from her as she releases the wooden post to peek up above the water’s surface, the top of her head conveniently hidden by a lily pad as she takes in the scene before her.

It was you! Your pointed nose, freckled cheeks, and the brightest smile she’d ever seen, once again gracing her presence after what felt like ages.

You and your friend seemed to be very much engaged in the conversation you were having, and the little siren was more than happy to listen along, just wanting to hear more about your life and who you were.

Realizing that she’d come to the surface empty-handed with no present to give you this time, the little siren takes pause. She was torn between wanting to hear more of your sweet voice and wanting to give you the whole world, the latter winning out as she quietly slipped beneath the rippling surface to go and find the gifts she’d been saving for you.

It wasn’t but a few moments after she started heading to her little cove under the water that she could hear your voice again, but a lot closer and louder this time. It almost sounded like an alarmed chirp, but she knew that you didn’t make those noises, her nose scrunched in confusion as she looks up toward the dock.

In reality, it had been a frightened squeal slipping from your lips as you had accidentally managed to trip off of the dock and into the cool water below. The little siren was baffled at the sight. You had no gills, what were you doing down here with her? After being so frightened of her during their first encounter, there was next to no reason that you would join her willingly.

It was after a moment of hiding from you and watching you struggle to reach the surface again that she’d realized what had happened: you weren’t able to swim. With your loose clothes weighing you down on top of not being able to swim, she could see the multitude of air bubbles slipping from you. If she remembered correctly, that was not good at all for a creature like you. You needed that!

Abandoning her previous quest to find you some more shiny things, the little siren speeds over to your side, taking care not to graze you with her talons as she brings you back up to the surface. Slick muscles flexed as she kept you above the water before she slowly pulled you to the shore, worriedly listening to you gasp for air with a chirp of concern.

Your friend had been trying to offer you a hand before you slipped beneath the water, not knowing that you didn’t know how to swim, so when you and a blue creature popped up from the surface, she was very much taken aback. The little siren had such large, dark eyes, almost seeming like bottomless pits of darkness situated on a light blue scaled face, one that was twisted with worry as she dragged you up onto the sand. Your friend had no idea what the creature was, but was very thankful that she’d saved you from the watery depths. The pond was much deeper than it looked after all, the creature would be sure to scold you for that later when the tears finally left her eyes. For now, she was only concerned with making sure you could breathe, halfway beaching herself just to brush water and wet hair from your face to ensure your safety.

After coughing up a bit of water, a little disoriented, you were able to peek open your eyes a bit, drops of water stinging at them before you saw something blue beside you. It was the creature from a month ago! And it was… crying? Gold tears streaked down her scales as she realized that you were okay, a quiet, relieved sob slipping from her. In her panic to get you ashore and all the splashing coming from you both, she’d very much exposed her existence to the public park, but all that mattered to her was that she could see your face once more. Talon-tipped hands carefully cradle your face to look you over as a soft coo comes from your little siren friend before she looks up in alarm, your friend coming over to shoo her away from you, no doubt fearing that she was about to eat your face or something.

A frightened squeak slips from the little siren as your friend gets closer, a rock in hand to help defend you if needed. With that, she quickly departs from the sand, slipping back beneath the water to watch you and your rock-wielding friend from afar.

She knew that her presence was unsettling to many, evident in the terrified stares she’d begun to receive from the many locals that had swarmed the pond in the wake of your almost drowning, but she just wanted to make sure you were really okay before she left. Watching as you sat up from the sand, still panting and spitting a bit of water, but breathing, she released a tense breath, gold tears mixing with the slight green of the water. With that, she slips back beneath the surface, content with having seen you one last time as you would surely never come back after such a terrifying fright.

Oh well…

It was nice while it lasted…

Little siren part 3!

Tw: a little blood! Maybe some mild violence?

With news of her existence swarming the city you live in after your harrowing rescue from the water, the little siren lays at the bottom of the pond, unmoving even as playful fish tried to nudge her to get her up. It had been days and days of endless voices overlapping each other on the shore of her pond, chattering away about some ‘monster’ lurking in the depths of the water.

Was she really a monster? Words hurt, you know!

Knowing that she was more than likely never going to see you again, she didn’t really feel that there was a point to doing much nowadays. Sure, shiny things were being dropped into her pond on a daily basis now, wriggling worms typically hooked to the end of them, but what was the point of collecting them if she had no one to give them to?

Wiping at her eyes, golden tears dissipate into the water around her, wondering what she’d do with herself now. It took a while, but eventually, the shiny objects began to disappear as the sun began to set, fishermen hoping to catch the creature packing up for the day. The reporters had left hours ago and also had most of the nosy locals if the lack of voices was anything to go by. Looking up toward the surface, a quiet whine slips from her, unsure if anything would ever feel the same again now that your glowing presence was missing from her pond.

It would take you weeks to regain the courage to go anywhere near the pond after nearly meeting your maker in a freak accident. The creature from before was most definitely real, having been given an incredibly dramatic retelling by your friend who helped get you home afterwards.

It was a blue creature covered in luminous scales with eyes that resembled huge black marbles and sharp teeth that looked as if they could rip a small canoe in half if the thing wanted to. It had a long bifurcated tail, so it obviously wasn’t human, but it was nearly as long as you were tall. Not a fish, not a human, but a strange transition between the two.

As scary as the description may have sounded… why would such a nightmarish-sounding creature save you instead of pulling you to your watery demise? It had to be the same creature that you’d startled away before, right? And to think the poor thing was threatened with a rock for pulling you from the water?

After lightly scolding your friend for her threats against your savior a few weeks later and sending her home, you couldn’t get your mind off of the little siren. Sure, she’d been a little bit frightening, but she surely didn’t mean to scare you.

Should you perhaps go and try to apologize to it? Bring it something as a token of your appreciation? You halfway remembered it crying in relief as it brought you ashore and saw you breathing, surely you could spare something as a gift for it caring so much.

By the time you made up your mind, the sun was already beginning to set, but your pace was leisurely, trying not to draw any extra attention to the little pond. It had been plastered all over the news as of late, rewards being put up for catching the blue, blurry creature that someone had hastily snapped a picture of during your rescue. It seemed cruel to hunt something that was just trying to help.

Clutching a little paper box in your hands, you hoped that the creature liked sourdough and turkey, figuring that bringing it a bit of food may ease its mind a little. With all the attention and fishing going on, it must have been hard for it to catch anything for itself the last few weeks. Guilt churned your stomach at the thought. This poor thing, could you-

You wouldn’t get to finish your thought, however, as a shrill shriek filled the shadows of the little park surrounding the pond. It was incredibly high-pitched and squeaky, sounding nothing like a human cry, but then again… there could be an awful explanation for that.

Unfortunately, while she was trying her best to ignore the lonely life she led, the little siren had somehow gotten hooked by the last fisherman of the day. His hook had been trawling the waters and just so happened to catch onto her gills. She thought nothing of the feeling at first, figuring that it was just another fish trying to unearth her from the sand on the bottom of the pond, having not moved in about a week or so. As the tugging grew harder, however, and began pulling her up towards the surface rather quickly, she knew that something was wrong.

With how the past couple of weeks had been going, she almost decided to let herself get dragged up to the surface, but found that she’d rather not become someone’s meal, pulling back against the line. However, the week or so of little to no food had done quite a number on her strength, the siren cursing herself for letting it get this bad as the strong fisherman continued the fight. With the hook lodged firmly in her gills, the pain wasn’t helping her to fight at all either, fighting a losing battle it seemed.

Eventually, the fisherman won, reeling her up to the surface just for her to hang painfully by her gills over the water for a few moments, causing the pained shriek that you’d heard. Gravity really wasn’t her friend in this moment, her body wriggling one way but her gills being pulled the opposite way, blue blood seeping out from around the hook as the man began to pull her to the shore.

You had broken into a sprint towards the pond upon hearing the cry, the sandwich being tossed around quite viciously in its box as you ran to find the creature. Had someone else found it before you? Was it hurt? A cold rush overtook you at the thought of your savior in pain, chopped up for some measly reward money. Was the cash really worth killing an innocent creature?

You’d soon stumble upon the dock where this whole mess started, but find that the pained whimpers were coming from a little further in the brush to your right. It definitely sounded like the creature, but a man’s triumphant laugh echoed out after the noises.

You quietly made your way closer to the sources of the noise, soon finding a tall man with a weighed down fishing pole. On the end of it was the creature from before, now much skinnier and weaker than you remember. You were very much right to bring food it seemed. The man had tugged it… or rather, her, onto the sand, ignoring the way she panted for breath, her gills straining from the lack of water. Pulling out his phone instead, he stood over her, nudging her a little with his boot as he spoke to someone excitedly, very much wanting the prize money he was promised for such a catch. You watched the man kneel down beside the creature, your blood boiling as he tugged on the hook in her neck just to make her cry out again as if she wasn’t already suffering enough.

The man’s mistake, however, came as he stood laughing and turned to go pack up, leaving the backs of his ankles just in reach of a certain fanged creature who wasn’t done quite yet. Within a moment, the man was on the ground, confused for a second before a searing pain shot up both of his legs. You gasp as you watch it all unfold, his Achilles’ tendons easily taken out by the scrawny little creature before she digs her talons into the sand to crawl up and remove a more vital part of him. You turn away and cover your ears as best you can to avoid seeing and hearing what violence she was capable of, but when the muffled noises die down, you find yourself peeking back to see if she was alright.

Covered in her blood and the blood of another, the little siren collapses on the sand a few feet away from the unmoving fisherman, safe but unable to breathe and too weak to pull herself back into the water. What a horrible way to go, she thought, whimpering with her head against the sand. Gold tears pooled in the sand beneath her head, wishing that she’d gotten to see you at least one more time.

Oh.

Wait.

What was that noise?

Sand crunched under quiet feet, trying your best to avoid getting any of the bloody mess on your clothes. The sound alerted her to a presence beside her, but she could hardly pick her head up to see who it was, instead giving a weak warning hiss to try and ward away any more hunters. Surely the blood would deter anyone else from messing with her, right? But as worn out sneakers and faded jeans filled her vision, gentle hands moving to remove the hook from her gills as carefully as possible, she couldn’t find it in her to hiss again, too tired to fight off anyone else. It wasn’t until you began whispering quiet reassurances to her that she recognized just who had come to her aid, quickly pushing herself up in a daze to look at you before falling back into the sand with a whimper.

You came back? For her? Why? You can’t swim, you shouldn’t be anywhere around here, she thought, her hazy brain focusing more on your well-being than her own as she began to close her eyes. The lack of water and the exertion of taking down the man had done her in, her limbs heavy and her head heavier, almost too heavy to feel that she was being pulled back into the water. It wasn’t easy, she was still rather heavy, but with how much weight she’d lost from her weeks of not eating, you were able to slowly get her into the water. You waded in with her until you were about thigh deep, holding her just under the water and waiting on bated breath for her to start coming back to you.

Were you too late? You chewed nervously on your bottom lip as you waited for what felt like an eternity for her gills to start moving again, letting out a relieved sigh when a little bit of her color began to return to her face. Was she still bleeding? Yes, but was she at least able to breathe again? Also yes!

The little siren would wake with a start moments later, gasping under the water and immediately meeting your worried eyes, confusion setting in rather quickly. You shouldn’t be in the water, you’ll drown! However… your hands cradling her head were almost enough to distract her from her concern, still as dizzy as can be from the drama of it all. All that would meet your ears was a muffled whimper of worry, black eyes looking up to you and pleading with you to get out of the water. If you didn’t drown, you’d certainly catch a cold… or get that vile man’s blood on you.

Looking down at her, you carefully smoothed a hand over her face, hoping to relax her a bit in the wake of such a scary encounter. The poor thing, what if this happened again and you weren’t around to help the next time? Smoothing her floating hair from her face, you can’t help but worry for her safety in this little pond. People would find out what she’d done and it would be a witch-hunt until they found her, a thought you could hardly bear.

And that, my friends, is how you ended up with a siren living in your bathtub. A guest needs to use the bathroom in your apartment? Sorry! It’s broken (a.k.a occupied by your darling little siren girlfriend)! Landlords were such an easy scapegoat sometimes. It took some getting used to, sleeping on the cold tile beside the tub to be near her, but you found a way to make it comfortable after a while! Now, she was safe and sound, well-fed and taken care of with no worries of hunters coming near her ever again, and you gained a loving companion for life!

Forgotten Fish. {Alberto x reader}

(summary: Alberto gets so caught up with Luca he forgets about something more. So reader greaves about it alone.)

|Aged up! Alberto x reader /\maybe 16-17?/\|

[Warning: Sad reader, suggestions about mating, that's it! ]

{Can't wait to post this one, I feel kind a lonely right now. But also feel like writing something too.}

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Walking on the docks you waited for Alberto. Waited and waited. He still hasn’t shown. You had not seen him in basically two weeks. Sighing you started scrolling through social media on your phone. You remembered his last visit. He kept talking about this “Luca” kid. Talking about how they built a vespa together, and rode it down a hill together. Oh how you wished you lived in potorosso.  You live by potorosso, maybe about 1-2 hours away if you ride a car. Alberto said it was like an 8 minute swim just from his island to where you live. As you thought about it more you realize it was about 12 am already. 

Sighing you also remembered that your mother didn’t want you out after 12 am. Getting up and walking slowly to your house, you were sad. Sad that Alberto basically forgot about you, and sad that you haven’t seen him in 2 weeks. Opening the front door you walk in and go to your room. 

Setting your phone on your nightstand you turn off your lamp that you had on for about 2 hours of watching “The thirteenth year.” A mermaid movie. You remembered how Alberto would talk about his life before his dad left him. Saying stuff like, “My dad was the best at swimming!” or “He would always give me fish for dinner. I'm used to it now.” That's probably why he loves pasta so much. Something knew, something to learn about than a boring fish. You felt like that fish. You're the fish that was left alone, to die alone. Luca was the pasta, something new to try, to see what it was. See how it tastes.

Shaking off the thought you turn on your tiny tv. The channel you were on was talking about fish. How fish mate for life, and are so tired of spawning they die. You remember how Alberto was talking about how sea monsters would mate for life as well, but don’t die after “The thing.” 

When you first met Alberto, he was looking for fish for dinner and realized he went too far from his waters and was a long way home. So you helped him for a price. To come and see what kind of fish he is. When you found out he was a sea monster your eyes turned into stars instantly. But talking about how sea monsters did it was very embarrassing. Well for you, but not Alberto. He put every detail into how sea monsters mated. After that night something sparked in both of you, friendship maybe, or something more. But that spark probably blew away after this night.

Until you saw through what was blocking you. It was a crush. You had a crush on Alberto. You had a crush on Alberto Scorfano. You missed him so much. But yet, he left you for Luca. He left because of something. Like everyone they want something new, so why isn’t it any different?

Thank for reading! :)

Part 2

Hey! Can you do the gang how they react if the reader sleeps on there lap and have there head on there chest? (Alberto, Luca.)

Thanks for the request anon! My first one on this blog. But I always wonder why Gulia isn't loved for.... Any lets start writing!

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Alberto:

Since he never really had physical touch when he was little, he’s a touchy person when he’s a teenager. 

Seriously he won’t take 5 min without his hands on you. 

So when you both are in the “hideout” together he’s snuggled up on your side with a pillow, reading one of the letters Luca sent him. But you had a long day selling fish for Massimo, and you were tired. But the thing was the softest thing you thought of was Alberto was the softest thing. Well there were pillows and blankets, but your boyfriend was more comfortable. 

When you sit on his lap and rest your head on his chest, he’s swelling up with pride. He feels good. You never did this before to him. It makes him feel like to wrap his arms around you and protect you at any cost. 

Sighing, he shook his head and smiled. “Goodnight…mi amore.” Alberto said, grabbing a blanket and covering both of you, while hugging your frame. “See you in the morning.” 

Feeling something scaly and wrapped around your waist, you open your eyes to see sea monster Alberto. With his tail and arms wrapped around you. It must have rained, but it was still sprinkling a little. Feeling wet clothes stuck to you, your fingers and toes felt like icicles. Alberto was still asleep. Still wrapped around you, mouth slightly ajar snoring. 

“Alberto, wake up! It rained.” You caress his cheek with the back of your smooth hand. Alberto’s green electric eyes fluttered open seeing that it was morning, and it had rained. You were trying to unwrap yourself from him even if he wouldn’t let you. 

Still half asleep Alberto holds your closer snuggling in your damp hair. Dozing off again enjoying the warmth that remained of his human s/o. I guess you're stuck like this for a while. 

Luca: 

This boy is a touchy guy once you get to know him. I mean like cuddly. 

So you both would be in his and Gulia's room that they share, … doing homework. Sitting on his bed. Luca looked over to you and was confused about a question on the paper, which meant you had to move to see.  You on the edge of the bed grab the paper and decide you don't want to move back and forth anymore so you just sit on his lap and tuck your head under his chin and lay your cheek on his chest. 

It wasn’t the first time you did this, well nothing like this!  Sometimes you would lay your head on his lap, or his shoulder, but this is a new level.

He was flustered, he never felt like this before. He felt like wrapping his arms around you and to protect you. (Like Alberto must be a sea monster thing for mates.)

Wrapping his arms around you, you both laid there finishing homework enjoying each other's presence. Eventually falling asleep you both laid there in the dark with moonlight shining on both of you making the room glow, making it more romantic. 

Waking up with sunshine shining in your eye’s you rub them. Feeling arms wrapped around your body and your legs intertwined with Luca’s, you realized what happened last night. Sighing you grabbed the cold deserted blanket off the hardwood floor. Luca followed your movement while still asleep stuck to you.  

Pulling the blanket over you guys you wondered where the homework went. Looking at the floor you saw the two white papers with black ink words on it. You smiled. You smiled at the fact Luca was now hugging you close and touching your ear with his nose, making every single breath he took tickle you. But, you also smiled at the fact that he was your boyfriend. And you love your boyfriend..  

Hi:) I really liked what you wrote about Alberto and Luca and wonder if you could wright something about how Alberto, Luca and Giulia would be like with a s/o that is way shorter than them

Thank you and have a nice day ☺️

YESSSSSSS! Even for Giulia the reader is fem! sorry if you don't like fem! reader.

Warning: Lesbian couple, Ercole getting punched.

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Alberto:

You became his mate when he turned 15-16.

Probably feels like protecting you. You are his mate after all. 

Like anytime you're snuggling with him, just sit in his lap and rest your head on his chest. He will wrap his hands and not even move a muscle if you're sleeping. 

When you're swimming with him he keeps a close eye on you because if you're human, he’s worried you might drown. So he holds you by the waist in the sea.

When you both sleep together in bed, you're always a tiny spoon. Alberto is big spoon, [it’s a ego thing (; ]

Waking up is a hassle, because he’s always on top of you with his face buried in your soft chest. 

I can just imagine the reader getting bullied by Ercole, and running towards Alberto crying about being made fun of for being so tiny. First Ercole ruined his fishing trip with Mossimo, and made his mate cry.

So he had ‘a talk’ with Ercole. Well at least Ercole won’t make fun of you anymore.

But when you saw Ercole with a black eye, you know what happened.

But you didn’t feel bad for him, you're glad Alberto punched him in the eye. He deserved it, he even tried to kill Alberto and Luca when they were only kids. 

Alberto loves you so much.

Luca:

You became his mate when he turned 16-17.

Same as Alberto, he feels like protecting you.

You just look like you're made of glass. So tiny and perfect, like a porcelain doll. So if you are in bed with him sleeping, he's a big spoon. 

I can just imagine when he introduced you to his parents, they were so surprised. They thought he would pick someone who was a Dom, who was more serious than him. More impolite than him. 

But you, you were the exact opposite. 

You can’t be in his home very long. Because it’s underwater. If you're human then you can’t. It’s ok, he prefers the land. 

But you're so small in this world, how can you even live without him, even trying to do normal tasks. 

Like trying to get something off the top shelf at the store?

Or even help him with something?

Well, he’ll help you.

He loves you even if you're small. 

Giulia

You became her girlfriend when she was 14-15.

She doesn't feel like protecting you. She feels that you can handle yourself, but if things you can’t handle get out of hand, she will step in.

When you are in bed, she’s a switch. 

Some Days she wants to be a big spoon, some days she wants to be a little spoon. But she’s happy with either. If you feel comfortable

You both swim in the sea together. But, not for very long because both of you are humans. 

In school both of you sit next to each other at lunch, but you can barely reach for Giulias hand on the other side of the table if she sits there. Because you're so short. 

She thinks it’s super cute.

She gives you piggy back rides 24/7 because of how short you are, you weigh like nothing compared to a regular height human.

You always cuddle together on the beach and sunbathe, you both probably go shopping for swimsuits and go on a shopping spree.

She also thinks you're beautiful when you go into a bikini.

She loves you with all her heart.

~·𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙·~

Luca (movie):

Request

Smut: 🔞

angst: 💧

Spicy: 💦

Yandere:🔪

Fluff: 💞

Death: 💀

Fem reader: ♀️

Male reader: ♂️

Gender neutral:🫂

Alberto:

Alberto having a tiny s/o 💞♀️

Forgotten Fish. {Alberto x reader} [Summary: Alberto gets so caught up with Luca he forgets about something more. So reader greaves about it alone.] 💧♀️

Alberto reacting to his s/o sitting in his lap resting her head on his chest. 💞♀️

Luca:

Luca having a tiny s/o 💞♀️

Luca having his s/o sitting in his lap and her head resting on his chest. 💞♀️

RC9GN:

Randy Cunningham:

Randy Cunningham dating his s/o {Headcannons} 💞 ♀️

Randy cunningham with a bully as a girlfriend. ♀️

Standing in the rain with you. 🖤 (Randy Cunningham x fem, sister of Howard! Reader) [Summary: Reader has a horrible day and Randy comes to the rescue.] 💧♀️

Dib:

Invader zim:

PROFESSOR MEMBRANE:

VIRGIN! professor membrane x reader.🔞💦♀️

Different dimension lovers. [ Dib membrane x fem reader] {Summary: Reader crashes in the backyard of her previous boyfriend. But she in the wrong Dimension.} ♀️

Zim:

Period cramps. [Dib x reader] {Summary: reader has period cramps and Dib's confused.} 💞♀️

Concept! Dib membrane x reader. ♀️

WEIRD! Dib membrane x Popular female! Reader♀️💦

Period cramps. {Summary: Readers having cramps and she needs cuddles.}

Tmnt:

How the turtles sleep with their S/o. 💞 ♀️

Leo:

Mating season. [ Summary: Leo is in mating season and he can't help but think about you and come over to your place for a "chat".}🔞💧💦🔪♀️

Mating season. (Summary: 2018! Leo is in mating season and reader helps, Sub!Leo) 🔞💧💦♀️

Donnie:

Love potion. ( Summary: Donnie is making a laughing potion to use on shredder henchman but something went wrong, but you aren't complaining.) 💞 🔞💦♀️

First time. (Summary: Donnie is masterbating in his room and you caught him.) 🔞💦💞♀️

Mikey:

Hyper: (Summary: Mikey needs to burn off energy so reader helps him.)

I read some of your stories for Albirto scorfeno umm can we have them waking up in the morning after sex with their s/o

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omg yay!!!!!!!!!

Ok, he's happy.

He woke up with his special someone in bed, the sun shining through the thin white curtains. Plus, they both had a great night together, (If you know what i mean 😏)

Alberto was probably the first to wake up and open his eyes to see his love, his Amore.

He would probably have his arms wrapped around you protectively, and his face snuggled in the dip of your neck, legs tangled together.

He will want to be like this forever.

But, if Alberto hadn't moved out of Massimo's place yet then you both are screwed because Giulia or Massimo with open the door to ask what you want for breakfast and see you both sleeping together and basically ruin the moment.

But, if he moved out and got a place close to the shore. Consider both of you stuck like this for a while. You will probably get up first and make some breakfast because, Alberto will keep you both in bed all day saying sweet things in your ear just so you could stay in bed with him.

He would like to get up to his s/o making breakfast in the morning all cute, but as he would say it as: il mio piccolo amore sexy grazie per aver preparato la colazione per entrambi. (my sexy little love thank you for making breakfast for us both.)

He's happy!!!!!

Thank you for reading :)