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Insomnia has been hell for a couple of weeks and this helps. Something has shifted. I feel...relaxed.

Interesting how stories, the images that are drawn in your mind, can change your brain ways and body chemistry. I think I'll be able to sleep soon.

Thank you for the wonderful moment of security and peace.

Fulfilling Wishes

Hello Turtle Doves 😘

My insomnia would like to gift you some self-indulgent turtle-men comfort 💙❤️💜🧡🐢

Warning: mentions anxiety, and hints at depression.

NSFW ish? I guess? mostly fluff.

This is my first time attempting Gender Neutral, I apologize for any mistakes.

This was also my first attempt at a Reader x "Your choice of turtle" insert.

Please enjoy my bravery 😂😘🥰

18+ content - for mature audiences only!

Reblogs only, please!

Fulfilling Wishes

It was cold, and the rain pelted down on your bedroom window so loudly that you were unable to sleep.

You missed him.

And it was ridiculous because you had just seen him less than four hours ago while having dinner with him and his family. 

Your family. They had taken you in and accepted you immediately after meeting them all. They had all been your saving grace. But he had been your real hero.

You had met him accidentally when you got lost down a dark back alley, trying to navigate your way home from a new job. Your phone had died, leaving you without the GPS, and an anxiety attack was on the rise. 

No friends. No family. No one to worry about where you were and whether or not you made it home safely.

He seemingly popped up from nowhere as you gasped for the air that refused to stay in your lungs long enough for you to calm down.

After talking to you for a few minutes and asking you some interesting questions, you realized that you were breathing normally again, which made you smile at him.

He smiled back and asked if he could help you get home, which you were incredibly grateful for, and took him up on the offer before he could even finish his question. 

You sighed as you lay there reminiscing and worrying about your vigilante friend and his brothers out in the horrendous weather. 

The longer you thought about all of them, the more you secretly wished he was there with you - all cuddled-up safe and watching a movie, like the two of you always did during the horrible weather. Or after a long shitty day. He was your safety blanket. Always there for you when you needed him.

And he was literally like a blanket. All warm and cuddly. You loved when he had those powerful arms wrapped around you, squeezed up against his chest. The way his steady breathing created the illusion of calming waves as his strong heartbeat erased your anxiety and stress from the long, awful day.

And he had a way with you. When no one else could cheer you up or calm you down, it was always him who knew the right words to say. He knew exactly what you needed emotionally, and he never failed to deliver it in abundance.

You yearned for his gentle touch and to hear his low voice whispering in your ear. You loved the way he would trace his finger down your arm… Or make little designs in the palm of your hand whenever you sat together.

It was always so… Platonic.

And you wished it wasn't.

Because you loved him.

As more than just a friend…

He filled the void in your heart that had almost consumed you all those years ago when you had lost your way - more than down a dark alley.

Even though you wished it wasn't, you knew it was that whole best friend thing.

The way he knew you better than anyone else ever could. The way he took time to truly understand you. The way he was so deliberate in the attention and affection he showered you with…

You heard the unmistakable sound of the living room window opening and closing.

His window.

You lifted and turned your head just in time to see the beautiful green of his skin in the glow of your white fairy lights that outlined the ceiling in your room.

"You're awake," he whispered, stripping his gear, and himself, right down to his boxer briefs.

He grabbed your bath towel from the hook on your closet door and dried himself off real quick.

Meanwhile, you were having an internal scream fest at the fact that this sexy-ass turtle-man was getting ready to climb into your bed… With you… In nothing but his underwear.

"Is it ok?" He asked, frozen in place and looking down at you with concern.

"Of course," you told him, trying to sound casual.

As you faced the wall, laying on your side, you felt as the bed dipped behind you, and his warm body pressed against yours; those big arms of his slowly snaking their way around your middle and squeezing you closer to him.

"Thank you," you whispered, more to the Gods who had listened and answered your prayers, than to him.

"For what?" He practically purred in your ear.

"For being you," you told him, not knowing what else to say without making it weird.

He was quiet, but you could feel his unasked question floating around in the air.

"For always being there for me," you continued, "for everything you do…" you paused, contemplating your next statement.

"For fulfilling my needs…" you whispered.

You felt him squeezing you tighter, his snout nuzzling your neck behind your ear, as he took a deep breath in.

You felt his breath on your ear as he asked you the golden question…

"Do I fulfill all of your needs?" 

Time had stopped momentarily as hope surged through your entire being.

"Almost," you whispered.

His lips ghosted their way across the shell of your ear.

"What am I not fulfilling?" His voice was low and husky, "Because I want to fulfill all of your needs," he breathed out.

You turned your head to look at him, but your eyes didn't make it past his lips.

There it was, the delicious feeling you'd been dying for, as he brushed his lips against yours. But he pulled back too soon. 

You slipped your hand up behind his neck and pulled his lips to yours, eliciting a moan from him.

In one swift move, he had rolled you onto your back and caged you underneath him with his arms, kissing you as fervidly as you were kissing him.

After he'd regained control of his emotions, he broke the kiss and smiled down at you.

"I think I'm in love with you," you blurted out. 

His eyes got wide, but his smile got wider.

"I think I have been for a long time…" He told you.

"Really?" You squeaked, shocked by his confession.

"You couldn't tell? I've been trying to make moves on you since the day you smiled at me in that dark alley," He admitted, right before he began kissing you again and continuing to love you for the rest of the night.

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