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snackugaki · 7 months

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... my ass actually got like 6+ images deep before realizing i hadn't posted shit-- oops

my tmnt iteration (where everyone made it past their 20s, splinter’s alive just old, venus is here, and they deserve some goddamn respite and shenanigans)

tmnt iteration omake 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11

lny visit 1 | 2

IDW spoilers below, teeechnically Mirage & Next Mutation spoilers too ig?

blah blah blabbering because that's one of the many things you can do on tumblr.com

bloopity bloopin, turtles all being traded on the black market as pets, medicine, or decor to be... "prepared". 'cept Jennika, keeping her IDW origin because it's badass and I like it. eco vigilantes freed them one fateful night, same night someone(s) stole some mutagen for a rival company to TGRI, boom collided in their getaway routes, away floated Venus just like in NM and some others who lalala may or may not be some mutanimals

playing mostly with coloring, Rise introducing markings is such a nice and refreshing change from the all sam green turtle, different bandana color turtles I grew up with. fanon taking that concept and applying it in conjunction with actual turtle colorings also scratches my visdev brain node just so

hm... still fiddling with their plastrons... Venus' and Jennika's are fine though

Leo

funky li'l ringed map turtle

can't see it but, he got them little ridgey-spikies on his shell

christ, I'm finding a way to attach Iris symbolism to him, either through markings or something else

Iris in hanakotoba is... basically all Leo; nobility, bravery, honor, courage, heavy samurai association

5'2"

Raph

McCord's or Amboina box turtle idk idk idk can't choose

stuck on coloring him with a scale mail feeling to match the box turtle photos I found

....I needa draw him beefier, he can stand to be beefier

5'6"

Donnie

literally just googled which turtles exhibit the highest INT, wood turle consistently listed plus some have funky geometrically patterned/shaped shells

tossing on how do the plastron coloring, really liking the dark spots on it

probably keep the lightened belly/inner limb coloring

...probably... lol idk

5'8"

Mikey

my perfect chonky boy, no notes except he (and his brothers) need plastron do-overs

and now i am stuck with the heart-on-his-sleeve marking

canon 2 my iteration it is done

he gets to be the slider this go round, if just 'cuz he's technically the first born (in terms of creating TMNT and its story and world)

let him have the fluttering, finger drumming on everything and everyone because he's bursting with "i love you" energy anyway

5'4"

Venus

"my pretty daughter" iykyk

sea turtle as per last couple iteration posts

cultivator instead of "shinobi"

"i aM ShiNObi"... guh, just, I dunno, the term "cultivator" wasn't really known back in '98 like that, but she had the medicine box, she worked to learn how to throw a fireball at Vam Mi, she was pleased at her progression when she defeated the counterspell from the staff of Bu Ki. that's cultivator shit right there.

she's still a pugilist more than a iron fan user

looks up to April like a big sister, speaks canto and hakka with her

cuz she's still a linguist scholar like in Next Mutation so duh she speak all the languages (to an extant, she has a lot of studying left to go after all)

the greenified hawksbill coloring is growing on me...

still needa futz more with the plum flower motif on her

also figure out her huadian situation or just scrap it idkidkidk

her bandana + 50% green coloring is also growing on me....

5'10"

Jennika

technically also ringed map turtle since it was Leo who gave her the blood transfusion

I like the idea of bringing her Blaschko's lines to the forefront post-mutation but just... it's a lot of stripes. and goddamnit I ain't even gonna go deep into much of anything with the comics I just... can't not world build rip me

6'0"

April

still so tickled at April being closer to the turtles' ages in these new reboots and fascinated how it's played out

...but mine is a clean 44 yo, so. (turtles in late 30s)

Laird originally conceived April as an asian woman in his notes, Eastman drew her as a biracial woman he was dating at the time (April Fisher) and... idk what to tell y'all, people are running around being mixed in this world all the time, Brooklyn got hella Jamaican/Chinese so there you go

can speak canto and hakka

April being a "weirdo" as I've seen mentioned in Rise can stay, I'm picking that, that's a great trait to her character, big fan of Poly Styrene, loved Rachel True in The Craft

where "weirdo" is just she's into alt subculture and being in New York... she got her hands everywhere in those scenes

She and Chu Hsi get to have the most shoujo fuckin' romance because it's cute

and she's still a living drawing which I'm changing around a bit being why she felt like a "weirdo" and leaned towards subcultures and the turtles, she did eventually begin to destabilize but Venus stabilized her by trapping her in a scroll so she could work on a solution. ...where she has a long, happy relationship with Chu Hsi in the painted world scroll because lol time dilation

saw somewhere on the hellsite that the tooth gap is passed around every iteration... so April gets to have it

5'7"

Irma

i'm not ashamed to say I just reupholstered Nadia from Russian Doll

87 Irma went through a lot so she can have some dry wit and humor and be fly as fuck, big hair, big glasses, and a big attitude

still besties with April

likes moths, they're just neat little guys with rabbit ears iykyk

there is a very specifc size of her hair I am battling to keep consistent the problem it never feels big enough

says "fuhgeddaboutit" and has yelled that she is, in fact, "walkin' here,"

... she might also have a little bit of Myrtle from AHS: Coven sprinkled in now that I'm thinking about it to sum her up

she knows somebody who knows somebody who knows somebody for any random thing you could want to try to find

all the delis and bodegas know her

discusses plot lines from soap operas with Splinter on weekends, they get heated

5'5"

... god all this and I was just gonna have them play spades and play a round of pickup street ball in silly little comics

#if you know my timezone #and you see me posting this #stop snitching #what are YOU doing at the devil's sacrament #leave me to my demon hours #i should probably try melatonin though...#cuz this shit ain't working #how am I fuckin' alive???#spite #things tasting good #turtles #general nerd shit #and don't worry king #they still love your boys in the AU-verse #visdev is my enrichment activity #my dumb ass just happily knocking these out and not posting #cuz i was distracted by the euphoria of creation #hhh i needa push my shapes more #they can be crunchier

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mytheoristavenue · 1 year

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*turns on lap in dark room* ya know what im here for 😈😈 may I request a 2012perv x clueless reader for Mikey and Raph please 🙇🏾‍♀️🙇🏾‍♀️

Sure thing, this will be the Mikey version!

TMNT 2012 Perv!Michael Angelo x Clueless!Reader - Boo Boos

Summary: While out skating, Mikey scrapes up his knee and takes a guilty pleasure in being the subject of your care.

Warnings: Perv! Mikey, mention of injury, innuendo, language, sub!Mikey, praise kink

"Crap!" Mikey hissed dramatically, groaning while splayed out on the dirty cement floor of the defunct subway station. You gasped and scurried over to him, skidding on your knees to his side.

"Oh my gosh, Mikey, are you okay?" you fretted, hesitantly reaching out to touch the fresh red marks on his skin.

"Obviously not," he scoffed, finally sitting up. "I totally wipe out." He pouted for a moment before his eyes wandered over to his skateboard, divided in two, and laying scattered on the abandoned train tracks. "Shit, my board!" He cried, limping over to the edge of the sidewalk and looming over it. "It's snapped in half! Goddamnit!"

"Maybe we should just go home?" you suggested, trying to pry him away from the ground by his shoulder. "We should get you patched up or you might get dirt in your scrape."

He sighed unhappily, and rolled over onto his shell, head drooping over the cliff. "Yeah whatever, just grab my board, would ya?"

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After a short trek back to the lair, you tossed your now crippled friend onto the couch while you bustled around the living space. "Maybe Donnie can fix it," you cooed in an effort to lift his spirits. "I'll take it to him on the way to get the first aid kit." Mikey sat on the sofa, heavily pouting. This was so lame. When you came back, you had the aforementioned kit, a bottle of alcohol, a rag, and no skateboard. "Good news," you chirped, walking over. "Don said it'd be an easy fix and he should have time for it in a few days."

"A few days?!" he whined. "What am I supposed to do until then?"

You shrugged nervously. It seemed like nothing could make him happy. "You can borrow mine until then, sound good?"

"I guess..." he sighed, propping his chin on his fist. His annoyance was short lived, attention caught by by something shifting in his peripheral. Looking down, he found that you'd situated yourself between his legs, peering up at him with the prettiest smile. "What are you doing?" he asked, heat creeping into his cheeks.

"Fixing up your knee?" you giggled. "It would have been awkward if I sat beside you and had to lean over you." This wasn't much less awkward, he had to admit, but he didn't plan on asking you to move. Secretly, he rather enjoyed the sight of you sitting between his knees.

"Whatever, just make it quick." he scoffed, averting his gaze in order to hid his flushed face. He once again hissed as you dabbed an alcohol soaked cotton ball against his tender flesh. He made moves to try and escape you, but he couldn't bring himself to tear away from your dainty grasp on his ankle. "Fuck, (Y/N), that hurts!"

"I know it does," you soothed, stroking a thumb against his calf. "But you're taking it like a champ." Something about the double meaning of your words, paired with the innocence of your smile did him in. You could pour that entire bottle of chemical onto his wounds right now, and he'd let you with few complaints, as long as you praised him like that again.

"I-I am?" he sputtered, relaxing a bit under your touch. You nodded proudly, dabbing his knee again, this time with a clean, wet rag.

You sure are," you cooed, unwinding a roll of gauze between your hands. "Doing so good, Mikey." The terrapin shudder at the way his name sounded when it left your lips. "Now hold still so I can wrap it, we're almost done."

His breath hitched at the way your eyes batted up at him, looking so deliciously oblivious to how incredibly seductive your tone was. "Y-yes, Mommy."

Your eyes shot open at his comment, and your hands froze in mid air. Your gaze darted to his, shocked and a little unnerved. "What did you just say?"

Mikey's entire world was falling down around him. He couldn't have possibly just said that, could he? There was no way he'd be that stupid! Frantically he searched for some type of excuse, to gaslight you into thinking you'd misheard. "Uh," he stalled. "Sorry. Heh, get it?" You waited with cautious eyes for the punchline of his joke, only for it to be farther delayed by awkward silence. "Like the meme, ya know? 'Mommy? Sorry. Mommy? Sorry.' Heh heh, it's funny!"

His hands trembled with humiliation as you eyed him like a rabbit would a dog, carefully packing the first aid kit and backing away. "That's...still pretty weird, Mike." As you set the kit on the kitchen island, you grabbed your bag, pretending to glance at your phone. "Uh, it's pretty late. I'm gonna head out..."

You couldn't leave the lair quick enough, and you made sure to grab your skateboard on the way out, no longer comfortable with letting him borrow it. He watched you leave, head hung in shame and the last few minutes playing on repeat in his mind before flailing back onto the couch to whine.

"Damnit!"

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6mommymilkers9 · 2 years

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Could I request for headcanons of TMNT Bayverse Turtles to their s/o saying they know how it feels to be discriminated especially of something that they can't control when he asks how are they so open minded?

Of course! These are really creative. Hopefully you like it! Keep them requests coming. Remember I write for Bayverse!, 2012, and Rise!

Michelangelo

• Michelangelo, the fun loving terrapin never got upset. But when he did, he hit rock bottom. Earlier in the day, he had been watching television, as he always did. As the news channel popped up, the news anchor peaked his interest. The brothers had been would with the NYPD for little over a week, and it seemed as if they were covering an article on them.

• “The ‘Mutants’ have been working with our local police force, diligently solving case after case! While becoming hero’s of New York City, many are weary. What are these freaks up to? Are they really kind, or are thing you to something? The public is on edge for an answer! Now on to the constr-”

• Turning off the television, the youngest turtle got up, an expression that didn’t suit his features. “Do they just not understand?” He muttered, trudging to his room. They saved New York, the world! This is what they get in return?

• “Mikey!…Mikey!” Hands cupping around your lips, voice echoing throughout the walls, there was no sign of your turtle. You had saw the article being covered and knew you had to check up on your turtle. Starting to get worried, you began to search everywhere for the terrapin. To no avail, you made way to the last place you could think of, his room. What you saw…wasn’t your boyfriend.

• Sighing, his head being held up by a lonely hand, his other playing with the seems of this pants, he slowly looked over at his open door, seeing you look over at him. “How do you do it? How can you stay so open minded about this? They judge and judge. All we do is protect them.”

• “How do I do it?” Grabbing the terrapins large hand in yours, brushing your thumb over his knuckles, you offered him a soft smile. “I ignore it. It seems hard, but it gets easier over time. You’ll feel the words, their actions, punch you in the gut. You’ll get used to it, their reactions anyway. When you realize that all that matters is you and knowing who and what you are, you’ll become bullet proof. Even if you already are.” You giggled, watching as his blue hues started into your own. “You’re perfect the way you are. Turtle..human..it doesn’t matter. You’re a good person Mikey. Remember that.”

• Cupping his cheek, you peppered tiny kisses on his nose, making the youngest brother laugh and swat at your actions. “Okay okay! Knock it off!” He whisper-yelled, holding your face, stopping your little attack. “Maybe you’re right Y/n. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Shrugging playfully, you grasped his wrists. “Not have a super awesome person like me.” Laughing lightly, Michelangelo smushed his face with your, giving you a toothy kiss.

Raphael

• Tossing the newspaper to the ground, Raphael held a scowl that could kill. “GODDAMNIT! Will this ever fucking STOP!” He wailed throwing himself onto the couch, nearly shaking with anger. “Fuck this, fuck them, fuck it!” Last week he had busted a large criminal operation and this is what he gets?

• Peaking from the kitchen, you saw the hotheaded turtle have another one of his episodes, maybe a little bit worse. Deciding lunch could wait, you quickly hurried over the the red terrapin. “Raph? What happened?” Getting only a simple gesturing pointing to the newspaper, you gently picked it up, reading the header. ‘Turtle Freaks: Friend or Foe?’

• Air escaping your mouth, you let the paper fall from your grasp, floating it’s way to the sewer floors. “Oh honey, I’m so sorry.” Knowing to be careful with your words, you say next to the hothead, laying a soft hand on his thigh. “How can you go out there and face those people?! How can you deal with shit like that? I do nothing but work my ass off and I still get called a damn freak!” He yelled, tears evident in his eyes.

• “Not everyone thinks the same Raph. Despite what that damn paper says, not everyone thinks you’re a freak or an enemy. People like you. They think you’re a hero. You can’t let things like that get to you. I let it get to me and that didn’t go too well. While I’m just a human, I’ve been judged, ridiculed, outcasted by people for the way I look, act, for who I am. But they don’t matter in the end. They are just some assholes who want to get to you. They’re miserable in their own way.” Sighing a bit, you cuddled up to the large terrapin. “If it helps, I think you’re the most amazing turtle in New York.”

• Looking down at his human, he wrapped an arm around them, soaking up their warmth. Taking a few breaths, Raphael gave you a small smile. “Damn right I am sweet cheeks.” Kissing the top of your head, he massaged your arm. “Thank you.” He mumbled. “No problem Raph. That’s what I’m here for.”

Donatello

• The lab, usually silent, except for the occasional explosion or sound of metal clanging, was eerily quiet. A drop of water would echo if it could. “Donnie?” You called out, opening the lab door ajar. Watching the news, it was bad. They were hero’s, how could people not see that?

• Shutting the door behind you, you heard a faint sound. Ever so quiet, but audible. Walking around, the sound becoming louder and louder, you felt your heart break. Tears streaking down his green skin, arms wrapped around his scrunched legs, Donatello was miserable. His tech was in the corner, mask tossed across a swivel chair.

• “Could these mutants be trusted? What about the turtle called Donatello? He could be storing weapons dangerous to society? What if they turned to their aggressive nature? What will the NYPD do then?”

• The news, barely audible, laid playing not too far from the two of you, making you cringe at the news anchor. “Hey hey hey…don’t. Donnie…don’t listen to them.” Kneeling down, wiping away tears that seemed to never end, you could only pity your boyfriend.

• “I’d never hurt anyone. I protect. I- I’m not a monster…am I?” Donatello sputtered out, lifting his head slightly to look at you. Shaking your head quickly, you snatched the turtles hands into your own, making him to his full attention towards you. “Donatello, my love, you are no monster. Those people, that anchorman, those are the monsters. No matter your skin, your shell, your hands or your feet. You’re no different than any of us. You’re so smart and the kindest soul I have ever met. You kick ass and protect your brothers, me. You saved the world my love. You have developed so many gadgets that current science cannot replicate. You’re one of a kind. The next Einstein.” Kissing his knuckles, you offered a toothy smile.

• A weak smile scribbled on the terrapin’s face, he clutched onto your small hands. “How are you so open minded? After everything you’ve seen?” Getting up, pulling the turtle to his feet, you looked up at him. “I have hope, for everyone. Good or bad.” Nodding, the turtle accepted your answer, feeling a little better. “Come on,” pulling at Donatello’s arm, you gave a small giggle. “Let’s go play some monopoly.” Donatello couldn’t be happier hearing about his favorite board game.

Leonardo

• Leonardo, leader of the turtle brothers, gave a front that he couldn’t be broken down, that he was bullet proof. He tried to convince himself that. He tried not to let things bother him. He tried so hard. Day in and day out, but he began to reach his breaking point.

• He loved his brothers, but, he knew he couldn’t talk to them about his feelings. Splinter wouldn’t be the best help. He didn’t need guidance, he needed comfort. And that comfort was you.

• Opening your window, closing it behind him, he walked around your apartment. It was small, but it was big enough where he could move freely without much trouble. Finding you in your bed, television dim against your skin, he found you smiling up at him. God, what he would do to see that smile every chance he could get.

• “What brings you here stranger.” You giggled, patting the empty spot on your bed. Taking your offer, he sat down on the bed, getting himself comfortable. “I suppose you’ve seen the news lately. It’s - it’s getting to me Y/n” he started, opening his heart to you.

• Running a hand over his head, he looked over at you, not wanting to break away from your orbs. “I train hard. I fight. I bruise. I have nearly died many times for these people. I don’t feel like a hero. Somehow they’ve made me think I’m just like other criminals. They protest about mine and my brothers presence in the NYPD. They scream ‘Freaks’, ‘Monsters’, anything they can to get a reaction from us. I try not to let it get to me. I’m a leader for Christ sake. And I see you, you act more like me when you’re out with us. You don’t let it get to you. How?”

• “I know how you feel Leo. I’ve been in your shoes before, ya know. High school was rough. I was thrown around, beaten, tossed in the damn garbage. They all laughed at my misery, the very misery they created, formed until it consumed me. Over time, I learned, it’s not me that was wrong, but them. Like those people out there.” Gesturing to the window, people walking down the street with no care in the world. “The very same people love to see your misery. If you give them what they want, they won. Learn to let things go Leo, let their actions, words, roll off of your shell and turn to goo. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

• “I think so.” The terrapin murmured, taking in your words. “Leo?” You asked, laying a hand on his chest, catching his attention. “Hmm?” Leaning up, giving the turtle a small peck, cuddling up to the large mutant. “I love you.” Wrapping his arms around your small frame, he hurried his face deep into your hair. “I love you too.”

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temunitu · 9 months

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thoughts after seeing mutant mayhem [spoilers obv]

- i thought superfly was stockman at first but finding he was a completely different character was better! that guy was fun :)

- we also didn’t see stockman confirmed dead,,, cyborg stockman, anyone? 👀

- RIP KEVIN YOU WERE MY FAVORITE 😭

- “you ratted us out!” “HEY. don’t use that word that way >:(“ i’m deaddd

- “I DREAM OF FIGHTING EVERY NIGHT” “you’ve got issues, man” / [uses his anger to fucking LIFT A VAN?] “we need to get you in therapy” raph i adore you

- MIKEY’S MAD SKILLS DODGING THE CAR??? THAT WAS SO COOL???? i need to make a music video about this i’m. not ok

- i thought april was an adult from the trailer ngl (she was great! but i do miss adult older sister april :/ ). poor girl still puked in front of all of NY 😭😭😭 but at least she’s april o’hero at school now :)

- donnie is a fucking weeb and i’m here for it. we’ve had dork, we’ve had Tony Stark-esque for rise, now we get weeb :)

- “how’s it feel to have your head stuck so far up dad’s butt? what’s it smell like up there?” “probably cheese and doritos” shuT UPPPPPP /affectionate

- REY FILLET MY BELOVED I WOULD DIE FOR HIM I WPULD KILL FOR HIM I WOULD GO TO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH IF HE COULD ACHIEVE HIS DREAMS LET THE MAN RAY SING GODDAMNIT

- ghengis. frog

- i nearly cried from laughing at mondo’s “you know what? i do not accept that apology!” POP OFF KING 👏👏👏

- THEY GOT MILK(ED) 😭😭😭

- i was not expecting superduperfly ngl. i thought that there would be a buncha mutant fish for the sequel. then the music kicked in

- oh my goddddd the music— i’m downloading the soundtrack as we speak

- ALL THE NEW YORKERS HELPING THEM IM GOING TO CRY THIS IS THE ACCURATE DEPICTION OF GIVE-NO-FUCKS KICK-ASS NEW YORKERS IVE ALWAYS WANTED

- SPLINTER FINALLY GETS THE GIRL !!!!! (cockroach?) GOOD FOR THEM 🎉🥳

- and now they go to high school :) their outfits were SO on brand.

- can’t wait to see the sequel THE MAIN MAN IS BACKKK

all in all 12/10 i’m going to buy it as soon as it’s available

#tmnt mm #tmnt mutant mayhem #mutant mayhem #mutant mayhem spoilers #tmnt mm spoilers #tmnt spoilers #tmnt 2023 #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles

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tinkabelle24 · 27 days

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To Build a Home

Chapter 21: Homebound

TW! Sexual references, nudity.

Masterlist / Chapter 20

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The harsh midmorning sun blared through the skylight, tugging Val from her peaceful slumber.

The brunette groaned in protest as she attempted turning away from the window; only to find herself locked in place, by her (still) snoring boyfriend.

Raph was in his usual spot: snuggled as close as physically possible; one arm around her naked body, the other propping her neck, under her pillow.

He stirred when she shifted, humming softly as he unwittingly tightened his hold round her middle. A sharp pain suddenly shot through her abdomen, forcing a hiss from her lips.

She was prying off the offending arm when he finally came to. "Val...?" Raph mumbled groggily; sliding his hand from under her pillow, to prop himself up. He then brought the other to her shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. "You okay? Did I hurt you?"

Val hissed again as she finally turned onto her back, trembling hands hovering over her tender stomach. The pain had devolved into more of a dull ache, akin to menstrual cramps; but it was rapidly spreading outside her abdominal area. She could now feel it from her groin all the way to her breastbone.

The only thing she could think of that might've caused this was...

"I think you broke me, heh- ow..."

Realisation setting in, Raph's eyes grew wide in horror. "Are ya serious? That sore? Shit! Babe, I'm so sorry-"

"What are you sorry for?" Val chuckled stiffly, reaching up to caress his bare face. She wished he'd go without his mask more often; he really was a beautiful man.

"I shoulda been gentler..." The terrapin murmured regretfully. "...and not given it all to ya in one go. I just... what's-?" He spied something between his fingers, on her shoulder. Removing them, his face fell even further. "Goddamnit..."

He really wished his reptilian side kept its fugly snout out of his sex life...

"What?" The brunette craned her neck, finding a rather deep bite marring her skin; bruised and dotted with dried blood, where he'd broken through. "Huh."

"Wha... are you tellin' me ya didn't feel that??" Raph was astounded. "Like, at all??"

"Nope." She really didn't. "Still don't."

The terrapin snorted, shaking his head. "You're insane..."

She frowned. He was obviously (and understandably) still bothered.

"Hey, come here..." Cupping his face, Val guided Raph into a tender kiss; comfortingly stroking his occiput. She felt a hand brush her stomach as he reciprocated, presumably to hug her closer; but immediately retracted it.

"Please, don't," she begged, squeezing his arm. "Don't be afraid to touch me, ever."

"...But I hurt you-"

"Raph, I knew what I signed up for. Trust me when I say that I loved it; every single fucking moment of it... I'd fuck you again, right now, if I could move-"

That pulled a laugh out of him. Returning the hand to her waist, Raph hugged her to him gently. "Again - you're insane-"

"-ly in love with you," Val finished; grin mischievous, gaze amorous.

His heart sang.

How the hell did I get this freakin' lucky?

"What, too corny?"

"No," the terrapin chuckled; gazing into her eyes as he stroked her soft skin. "It's perfect - you're perfect."

She immediately flushed, biting her lip as she giggled. "Now who's being corny-"

"Shush, you." Snaking a hand up her back, Raph enveloped Val's lips in a long, deep kiss; delighting in her soft moans as their tongues wrestled.

He shared her sentiment. If she weren't in such discomfort, he'd have crawled between her legs and taken her again, by now.

Fuck, the songs you sang last night...

A hard rapping on the barn door caused the couple to flinch. As Raph tugged the sheet back over Val's chest, Mikey's obnoxious voice filled the building.

"Up you get, kids! Stop canoodling - it's brunch-time!"

For fuck's sake...

The terrapin grumbled as he helped his girlfriend to a seated position, then leaned over the bed to fetch the clothes that weren't stiff with seed.

"I really need to shower, first..." Val frowned at a hungry-eyed Raph as he watched her button over her bra-less breasts. "I've no underwear, thanks to you. And I smell like sex..."

"Do I need to come in there-"

"MIKEY!" The couple shouted in unison.

"Go away!" Raph added. "Tell 'em we'll be out in a minute!"

"Alright, ONE minute! Then I'm getting the hose..."

Val was becoming panicky. "Don't even think-"

"Fifty seconds!" Mikey's voice trailed off as he skipped away. "Forty-nine, forty-eight, forty-seven..."

"Raph-"

"Babe, relax..." Raph cupped Val's cheeks, kissing her gently. His lips lingered longer than he anticipated. Fuck, stop-

"It's gonna be fine. You'll get your shower, I promise. Now, lemme help you with those jeans... where'd I drop them- ah, there!"

Val caught a glimpse of Raph's back as he bent over, and a startled squeak forced its way out.

He snapped toward her, concerned. "Somethin' wrong?"

"...Nope."

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"Wait- I wanna double check!"

Val grabbed Raph's arm as he lifted a foot to the patio steps. He turned to her and she cocked her neck, gesturing to her bitten shoulder. "Can you see any of it?"

When he shook his head "no", the brunette proceeded pushing up her breasts, then drop them; to her boyfriend's evident delight. "They don't flop around too much, do they?"

"When ya handle 'em like that, yeah - do it again."

Val snorted, smacking the snickering terrapin's arm, right as the front door swung open. They found April in the entryway, grinning like the Cheshire cat.

"Well, good morning, you two!" She greeted, bracing herself against the frame with a suggestive smirk. "Sleep well?"

"Val needs a shower," Raph immediately deflected.

"Yeah, she does," the redhead unctuously agreed; winking Val's way, before nodding inside. "Off you go, then. I'm sure the others won't die if they have to wait a little longer..."

Val caught the same deer-in-headlights expression befall April, as Raph turned to help his girlfriend up the steps. The women shared a look. Val shook her head pleadingly, to which April compressed her lips; stifling a giggle.

The flustered couple booked it for the bathroom; ignoring the chorus of voices beckoning them from the kitchen.

Once Val was undressed and showering, Raph silently slipped out to retrieve her a fresh set of clothes; something comfortable, with sleeves (definitely sleeves; he didn't feel like getting beaten up this morning).

He barely made it a step down the hall, when a sudden obstacle halted him in his tracks.

"Whoa, hey!" Leo exclaimed as his wide-eyed brother whipped around. He apeared to have come from upstairs. "Where's the fire?"

The stunned terrapin opened his mouth to respond, but no words fell. Leo's eyes flickered toward the sound of running water, smirk inching across his lips.

Raph shot him a look. "Don't-"

"I'm saying nothing," the leader chuckled, hands up in surrender.

Raph's wary gaze followed Leo as he slowly rounded him. Neither brother dared break eye contact, but the youngest could feel his nerve faltering under the eldest's increasingly animated smile.

Leo abruptly paused, and Raph's stomach dropped.

Please don't. Please don't. Please don't...

Leaning forward, the leader nudged him affirmatively as he whispered: "Congratulations-"

Raph's eyes darted to the ceiling. "Alllright-"

Leo snickered as he strode away. A mortified Raph darted upstairs, right as the water ceased.

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"How's ya tummy goin'?"

Val gave a strained smile as she tugged the oversized 'NIRVANA' shirt over her bike shorts, which Raph simultaneously put on for her. The bottoms were form-fitted, but she didn't mind. In fact, she was grateful. They may help keep her insides from spilling out...

"Yeah, the hot water definitely helped. But..." She tittered softly, pushing a lock behind her thrice-pierced ear. "I-I may need a day or two, to recover..."

"Don't worry about it. Seriously," Raph reassured, bracing himself against the apricot basin as he stood. Encircling her torso with one hand, he brought the other to her tender abdomen, directly above her womb; caressing it gently as he kissed her hairline.

It sparked feelings she wasn't sure she wanted to feel...

Val carefully cleared her throat; the terrapin lifted his head from hers, to meet her gaze. "Ready to face the music-"

"No." He went back to her head.

She laughed, wincing at the resulting twinge in her core. He held her steady. "So, what? You're gonna hide in here all day?"

"Yep."

"Yeeaah, no." Raph whined as Val pulled away, fixing him a firm look. "No more procrastinating - we're ripping this band-aid off now... Plus, I'm starving!"

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"Ayyyy, here they are!" Casey cheered from the stove - teeming with pans of sizzling eggs, bacon, and mushrooms - as Raph and Val sheepishly crept into the kitchen. "Took yas long enough..."

April was leant against the counter preceding him; casually twirling a butter-smeared knife, whilst waiting for the next round of toast to shoot out. She wore the same grin she greeted them with. In fact, just about everyone was (save for Donnie, who clearly hadn't had his morning coffee yet).

"Feel better?" The redhead enquired slyly; a ploy to manipulate the couple into admitting the obvious. They didn't bite.

"Good morning!" Tyler - perched atop the breakfast counter, sharing a bowl of raisins with his youngest uncle - chirped merrily; blissfully unaware of the bird's nest on his head.

The couple couldn't help but laugh.

"My goodness!" Val exclaimed. "Who owns you?"

"What's goin' on here? It's gettin' in ya mouth and everythin'!"

Nudging his brother aside, Raph used his fingers to gently push the giggling youngster's unruly mane out of his face. "Uncle Mikey..." he tutted. "I can't believe you'd let him eat like this-"

"Extra fibre?" Mikey shrugged; the red-banded terrapin couldn't roll his eyes hard enough.

Meanwhile, Val turned to properly acknowledge the other brothers, who were standing offside.

Donnie's shell was facing her. He must've sensed her gaze as he flashed her a weary smile, before returning his focus on the seven mugs before him.

Leo was braced against the counter alongside. He nodded to the brunette politely (their usual greeting); as she was nodding back, the smirk returned, accompanied by a suggestive brow ridge waggle.

She snorted, rolling her eyes.

"Remind me nevah to let'cha watch my kids... Now, where's a hair-tie when ya need-"

April folded her arms and scoffed; finally finished with the toast pile. "Of course, he'd let you do his hair..."

"Of course," Raph smirked, rubber band clenched between his teeth. Tyler sat there, completely unfazed; munching away on his raisins, as his uncle proceeded carefully scooping the black tresses into a high bun. "I'm the favourite-"

"What do we have heerre?" Mikey abruptly reached for his brother's shoulders; a flushed Val averted her gaze, bracing herself for impact.

"What are you-" Raph attempted shrugging him off, but he was like a bad smell. "Quit touchin' me, will ya-"

"Is that what I think it is?!"

As if on cue, everyone (save for April and Leo, whose knowing gazes burned into Val's soul) swarmed the flustered terrapin, craning to get a glimpse of his girlfriend's handiwork.

"Valerie!" Donnie gasped dramatically. All eyes were on her now; including Tyler's, who suddenly jabbed a finger in her direction.

"Naughty Aunty! You hurt Uncle Raph!"

Cue an eruption of laughter. Finally catching on, Raph buried his face in his hands, with a drawn out groan.

Val wanted to crawl under a rock and die.

"Did you..." Mikey clasped his plastron and scoffed, feigning offence. "...deflower our brother-"

"Before marriage?!" Leo exclaimed incredulously, snickering when the brunette shot him a 'really?' look.

Mikey joined him. "How dare you-"

"Raph!" Val finally snapped, slicing through the frenzied chatter. "Just know that I love you, and I'm sorry!"

Squeezing her eyes shut and sucking in a breath, she tugged the shirt from her right shoulder.

Oh, the gasps they gusped...

"... NAUGHTY UNCLE-"

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The moment the truck's headlamps illuminated the familiar alleyway, Val instinctively leant forward; barely catching her once snoozing boyfriend's head as it fell from her shoulder.

"We keepin' you up, mate?" Casey snickered quietly from the front passenger seat, as Raph groggily reoriented himself. "Shoulda done more of that last night, and less-"

April - once again, seated behind the wheel - smacked his bicep. "Will you stop with the S.E.X talk?" She nodded Tyler's way, who was happily chatting away with his stuffed Buzz Lightyear toy; completely oblivious to the world around him. "Your son is right there-"

"Oh, he hasn't got a clue what I'm talkin' about; and he's not even listenin', to start-"

"He asked Mikey what 'deflowered' meant!" Donnie and Mikey began giggling (prompting flustered groans from Raph and Val), as April continued. "Look, I don't care if he doesn't know what it means; I don't wanna have to be answering those kind of questions yet - he's three!"

"Just lie, like we did before," Casey chuckled, shrugging nonchalantly. April's frown deepened. "A little white lie ain't gonna hurt, at this age - he's not gonna remember. Relax, babe; we're just havin' some fun..." He then smirked at the young couple, who looked less than impressed. "...at their expense."

"Yeah, thanks-"

"Okay...!" Val interjected, finally up to here with this conversation. She braced herself against Raph's thigh, carefully hauling herself into an as upright position as the cabin would allow. He followed close behind.

"Well, we better be lovin' and leavin' ya; you know what they say about loitering..."

"Of course!" April promptly unbuckled herself, to accept Valerie's hug. "Thank you so much for coming."

"Thank you so much for driving," the brunette replied gently; giving her friend one last squeeze, before finally letting go.

"Take it easy, alright?" Casey enjoined. She felt the smirk on his lips as he pecked her cheek. She playfully pushed his face away.

As Val proceeded hugging Donnie goodbye, Leo passed her suitcase over to Raph, who then set it down just outside the sliding door.

"I won't squeeze you too hard, cos, y'know..." Mikey let the giggling woman come to him; barely petting her back, before carefully easing himself out of her grasp. She gave a wry look, but let it go.

Next, Leo.

"I can say now that I've seen you drunk," she quipped.

The leader chuckled as they embraced, pecking her cheek also. That's new. "Savour it; you won't be seeing that again anytime soon."

"Aw, darn."

"When do ya need me home?" Raph enquired his brother, when the two pulled away.

"Ideally, before dawn, tomorrow," Leo answered, with a strained smile. The red-banded terrapin frowned. He's still not over it. "We've some catching up to do - see you then."

"Seeya, bud!" Raph mussed Tyler's hair as Val knelt to the boy's level.

"I hope you had fun." They bumped fists. She fixed his bangs, before pulling herself back to her feet. "I'll see you soon, okay? Bye, guys! Thank you!"

Proceeding up the first of five flights of steps, Val felt her 'shell-cell' vibrate in her pocket. A warm smile tugged at her lips, upon reading the caller ID.

"Miss me already-?"

"Molly's here."

The brunette was at her apartment in record time; heart pounding, pelvis screaming. She fumbled for the right key, hissing a curse when they slipped through her fingers. When she was finally successful in unlocking the door, she practically fell through it.

Raph was standing near the opened window, jaw and extremities semi-clenched; residual enmity, at the discovery of someone wandering about inside his girlfriend's home.

Molly stood closest, at the dining table; phone turning in her trembling hands as she gawked at her friend(?).

"Val, hey! I... I-"

"Babe-"

"Oh, right-" Val closed, then locked the door; Raph finally relaxed, sheathing his Sai.

The three fell silent; only stealing glances at one another, for several agonising moments. Finally:

"I can leave, if ya need-"

"No!" Molly whipped toward Raph, catching him off guard. "It's okay..."

He'll never forget that first, albeit timid, smile.

"...I-I need to speak to both of you."

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Masterlist / Chapter 22

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amat3ured1t0r · 3 months

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@ronin-mikey @yumekyiana @captain-ryans-no1-fan HELP I FORGOT TO GET RID OF LIKE TWO THINGS FROM THE RONIN!RAPH MASTERPOST AND IM SO- HRAHGAHAGGAHA

THOSE WERE THE MOST FUCKING EMBARRASSING THINGS I COULDVE LEFT IN GODDAMNIT CAUSE I PASTED IT FROM THE RISE!RAPH ONE FUCK

#Editor cries #editor chats📱🗿

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nonbinarymikey · 2 years

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can’t stop thinking about mikey making these huge family dinners immediately post kraang bcus he needs some way to cope and he loves cooking only for none of his brothers to show (donnie is holed up in his lab, leo is training till he drops, and raph is monitoring leo which leads to arguing) and he tries to fetch them but it’s all “not now mikey we’ll be there in a second mikey” except they never show. splinter casey (jr) and april still eat with him but its not the same and he just wants his whole family together because seriously they all almost died goddamnit! in the end april yells at/beats up his older brothers and they’re like ohhh shit we didn’t realize sorry mikey :( and then the next day they offer to help him make dinner which just leads to them almost burning the kitchen down so mikey just orders pizza instead.

#rottmnt #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt leo #rottmnt raph #rottmnt april #i can imagine this episode so clearly in my head especially the destroying of the kitchen

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ROTTMNT HEADCANONS BECAUSE I WATCHED AND LOVE THIS SHOW AND AM HYPERFIXATING AGGRESSIVELY ON IT NOW:

They keep the surnames of “Hamato” despite abandoning the strictly traditional practices of the Hamato clan whilst also taking more eclectic inspiration from their arts to their own.

They all brumate btw. Pry this from my cold dead hands. Every time brumation season comes, the Disaster Twins Inc. hog the couch.

Donnie, because he’s autistic and is a softshell turtle, has sensory issues and is very picky about what food he eats and which clothes he wears, as well as what surfaces he touches. He secretly has a casual list catalogued about what sensory things he loves versus what he hates, and there’s a small area in his lab that’s sensory heaven for him.

All the turtles have different eye colours. Leo has natural heterochromia, one eye being cobalt blue and another eye being bright amber. Post-movie Raph has heterochromia from being turned into a Krang zombie for a short amount of time- one eye is emerald green, and another is a bright magenta purple. Donnie has warm brown eyes, and Mikey has baby/cornflower blue-ish grey eyes. April has hazel green eyes.

Teenage Mutant Intersex Turtles, anyone?? They’re all different variations of intersex on the intersex spectrum. Leo was presumed to be a guy and does have some male traits, but is biologically female- he’s both intersex and a trans dude (and I’m all here for it).

Raph is an aroace bigender (both transfem and demiboy), Mikey is genderfluid and greyaroace pansexual and panromantic, Donnie is nonbinary, asexual and greyromantic biromantic, and Leo is FTM trans, demisexual and gay (did I mention they are all intersex).

Yes I do headcanon disaster twins, and that Donatello was taller than Leonardo when they were younger but Leo is 3 and a half minutes older than Donnie and takes every damn opportunity to brag about it.

“We need CaCa and Maggie~!” “JUST SAY CALCIUM AND MAGNESIUM GODDAMNIT-”

In the future, all of the turtles have cloaking brooches and stable jobs that earn them great income. They also have apartments close to the sewers that is their home.

Okay, we all know Donnie’s canonically autistic. But what if all the turtles are on differing parts of the spectrum. More at 5.

Donnie in addition to being autistic has insomnia, BPD and misophonia and does have sight issues and is prone to migraines due to staring at screens and not getting enough sleep, Raph has panic disorder, dyslexia, OSDD-1a and GAD, Leo has ADHD-I, autism, GAD and is bipolar, and Mikey has ADHD-HI, dyscalculia and autism. All of them have some form of PTSD post-movie.

Leo does know how to play chess please and thank you. He just does it for fun and doesn’t really practice.

Splinter has PTSD, is autistic and is bisexual (the most unrealistic thing is young Lou Jitsu/Hamato Yoshi in his 20’s NOT kissing men and enby hoes in addition to women). He’s not a bad father, he just passed some of that generational trauma of everything that’s happened to him, as well as his regrets and grief, down to his kids without even knowing and feels terrible about it once he realizes. He may have made so many mistakes as a father, but he deeply loves his sons beyond what they could ever comprehend, and he’d send anyone to the shadow realm if they laid a finger on his beloved turtle children.

Donnie and Leo (mostly Donnie) bite each other for no reason at all- not enough to hurt or draw blood, but enough for the bitten to yelp and want an apology from the one who did the biting.

April O’Neil is an also autistic lesbian polyamorous demigirl. She’s saving up enough money by working at The Foot shoestore partially for her top surgery. Sunita is her best friend soon-to-be girlfriend. They’re gay disasters your honor.

Cassandra Jones is MTF trans. Fight me on this one.

Sunita, despite being a teenage slime yokai, does celebrate and participate in Indian culture and does consider herself Indian (let me have my rep I’m starved of please). She’s also a lesbian demigirl, and is asexual and autistic. She also has the ability of superhuman bodily elasticity, even in human form (though it is restricted somewhat in human form). Sunita WILL call pilaf ‘biryani that needs therapy’ okay, she’ll fight you if you say they are the same thing.

Queerplatonic/non-romantic Apritello where they have a super close relationship greater than best friends but cringe at the idea of being in a romantic relationship together wya <3

April’s African American, we all know, but what about her being of Afro-Iranian Jewish descent and her mother’s Shakshuka and Latkes and Rugelach and Sufganiyot being her absolute favorite among all the stuff she makes. She gets MAJOR hyped by the time Hanukah comes around and tells the Turtle boys and Splinter about it.

And there’s more, but I’ll tell y’all about that later, or we’ll be here all day.

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise donnie #rise leo #rise raph #rise mikey #rise april #rise splinter #rise sunita #rise cassandra #LGBTQIA+#queer #Yoshi Hamato #disaster twins

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Ghosts of Our Days: Chapter Ten

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Chapter Ten: Sleep is Not Listed in the Plan of Casey Jones

Casey's POV

It took several more hours and the police on the ground below them for Raph to get Casey off the rooftop and guide his ass back to the apartment. Of course, his first stop once inside was the ice box, but with his newest discovery, it felt strange. Which Raph should he kiss now? ‘Cause he could totally kiss both.

Both sounded good. Both was good.

Unfortunately for him, Raph had other plans, which included pushing Casey away from the ice box and onto the couch before asking him gently to lie down.

"No."

Raph's POV

"Casey, please-"

"I WANT THE ICE BOX."

"I'm right here, Case, you've got me-"

"I want the FUCKIN' ICE BOX, GODDAMNIT!" A fresh wave of tears down his face reminded Raph of the now very unrecognizable paint job he'd done on Casey's face. It needed to come off for his safety, whether he liked it or not.

"Ya' need to at least take that shit off."

"What?"

"If ya' won't sleep like a normal person, at least just wash the paint off in the sink." Casey looked mortified.

"No way in HELL am I taking thi' off!!"

"Your face is gonna get worse if you don't!"

"DO I LOOK LIKE I CARE 'BOUT MY FACE? ALL I CARE ABOUT IS YOU!!" More tears, falling down his face like a waterfall, making things worse just like Raph feared, but he had a solution.

"I've been teachin' myself to hold things while you were gone."

"What?" That was really Casey's favorite word that morning.

"I'm learnin' how to touch and hold things, Case. I can hold a brush now for like, a minute, if I really try." Casey looked hopeful, his eyes bright and his paint crinkling into a smile.

"YOU CAN DO PAINT AGAIN?!?"

"Yeah, babe, I can do paint again!"

"THEN WE NEED TO GO BUY SOME! I've got money I stole from the Foot punks! LOTS OF IT!"

That was great and all, but Casey needed sleep before he went out on another adventure into the city. He'd just gotten home after hours of crying on a rooftop! Raph was surprised that he even had any more tears in him, let alone energy, but that's just the benefit of Casey Jones: unlimited energy and lots of repressed emotional trauma.

"No, Case. Not right now."

His smile faltered. "Why not?"

"You need to wash the paint off and sleep. No buts."

"Bu-" Raph cut Casey off with a hard stare. "FINE. But I'm not sleepin' on the couch and no way in hell am I showin' my face, so you get the mask tonight."

Raph sighed. "I don't care what I get as long as you're healthy and safe. You know that, right?" Casey knew that extremely well, but would he admit that out loud? No way in hell.

"Whatever."

"Case."

"I said whatever."

"Casey!"

"FINE! I know. Just leave me 'lone! Now, I gotta go take this thing off. Thanks lot."

He did not sound thrilled in the slightest, so Raph got up and walked over to the window in the opposite corner of the apartment, as far away from the sink that Casey had limped to. He heard the sound of water running and Casey's many creative curses, so he was clearly doing what Raph asked. Yeah, he felt bad for making Casey take the paint off, but it wasn't healthy for his body and Raph could try again!

For now, he'd make Casey buy cream at the store to keep his face nice, and then once he looked better, he could take off the mask and don his signature paint all he wanted. Casey came back a few minutes later, standing by Raph with his mask firmly on his face.

"Better?" He snarked.

"Yeah, much better. Now my boyfriend doesn't have crusty shit all over his face."

"Hey, that was YOUR 'crusty shit', asshole, I was wearing it for YOU!"

"Well, don't. You're gonna get acne and nobody fucking wants that."

"All I want is you next to me and that ugly, horny motherfucker DEAD."

Raph couldn’t keep himself from laughing. "Hah! You said horny!"

"Shut up, peabrain!"

"Crustface!"

"'Least I got a face!"

"Douchebag!"

"Asshole!"

"Love you."

There was a moment of pause. "...Love ya too, Raphie. I really do."

"I know." He leaned his head against Casey's mask, trying to keep it so he didn't fall and go right through Casey's body. "Now go the fuck to bed or I'll find a way to unplug that damn freezer."

He could see Casey's horrified expression even with the mask on. "You WOULDN'T!"

"Oh, I would. Bed. Now."

Casey's POV

"God, you sound like Leo. Whatever you say, Raphie." He muttered sarcastically, stalking over to the freezer, kissing Raph's slowly decaying corpse goodnight, and crawling on top of it, curling into his usual position.

After weeks of adapting, his body was finally getting used to the temperature and texture of sleeping on cold, hard metal. Casey didn't care what Raph said, he was still going to do things his way. He needed that security, that sense of normalcy. Especially after finding out that his dead boyfriend is now a ghost that only he can see. What a day.

Five Months Earlier

Casey Jones just needed a break. Between not trying to flunk classes, daily hockey practice, vigilante patrol, and the problem that was Arnold Jones, he was just about ready to crash on his couch and call it a day.

Provided that the couch wasn't occupied by said problem Arnold Jones, which it most likely was. Before he could get home, however, his T-Phone started to ring. If it was anyone other than Raph, he would've smashed the phone on the sidewalk and run over it with his Heelys.

"Hey, Raphie..."

"Case! You okay? You don't sound so hot." For once, Raph seemed to be in a good mood.

"I'm always hot, Raphie, I'm just tired."

Raph rolled his eyes, letting out a soft groan. "Not too tired for jokes?"

"That's all I've got for today."

"Uh-huh. Sure. Anyways, I wondered, since today's a slow day, if you wanted to come over and watch Space Heroes with me?"

That was an offer Casey Jones couldn't refuse. He was at the lair in three minutes, tossing his shut aside and practically running towards the couch where Raphael was waiting for him. ,

"Woah! Slow down, Casey, I'm not goin' anywhere!"

"Missed... my boyfriend..." Casey mumbled into Raph's shoulder.

The turtle softened. "Missed ya too, Case."

And for a while, they sat there, filling their brains with mind-numbing cartoons until Raph seemed to feel that Casey was asleep, or at least relaxed enough that he felt asleep. Turning off the TV, Raph picked Casey up bridal style and carried him to their shared room, setting him down on the bed as softly as possible.

As it happened, Casey Jones was not asleep, in fact, he was far from it. It wasn’t often that he let himself take trips into his mind, preferring not to think too deeply most of the time cause it was just too much work. It also meant thinking about topics that he was scared about, like his father, his mother, and his own identity.

The last one was the thought currently eating away at his remaining brain cells, the one he wished would just go away. It all started with Angel's tea parties.

His little sister, ever the perfectionist, insisted that everyone who participated in her tea parties had to wear a skirt or a dress. She wasn’t picky about which. Casey didn't mind that at all, in fact, the part that scared him most was that he liked it.

He liked dressing up like a girl, acting like a girl, being a girl. Casey Jones was a boy, he knew that he'd always been a boy and that was fine by him, but he'd recently discovered that maybe he was okay being a girl too.

So, at night, in the comfort of his room, when Arnold was fast asleep in front of the TV, he put on that tea party skirt and called himself she instead of he, and as stupid as he felt, he loved it. Casey Jones loved being a girl.

He was obviously scared to tell Raph given that Raph was Raph. Tough, manly, acted like he was too good for Angel's tea parties even though he secretly loved them.

Not that Casey knew that part. Raph was his boyfriend, but even mutant turtles living in the New York Sewers could judge things. He figured he might as well try, and if it went south he could ignore his feelings, bottle them up again, and be the completely normal, trauma-free Casey Jones!

Right? Yeah, that would have to do.

"Hey, Raphie?" Raph jumped, not realizing Casey was still awake.

"Holy SHIT, Case! You almost gave me a heart attack!"

"Some ninja you are."

"Shut up." Casey went quiet.

"Raph?

"Yeah, Case?" "Can I tell you somethin'?"

"Sure."

Casey paused for a minute, then shook his head. "Wait..I...Um... never mind."

Raph's brow furrowed, and he put a hand on the back of his boyfriend's head, stroking his hair softly. "You sure?"

It was killing him, he couldn't keep it in any longer. Raph would still love him, right? Casey took a deep breath in, and blurted out: "I wanna be your boyfriend but I wanna be your girlfriend too!!"

Raph's POV

Raph blinked, trying to process what he heard.

"You wanna be my boyfriend and my girlfriend?"

"Yeah..."

"So... are you a girl now too?" He asked curiously, not wanting to upset his lover. Casey looked terrified and Raph could feel him shaking the entire bed from nervousness.

"Yeah..." He nodded.

Raph smiled, placing a kiss on his girlfriend's head. "That's pretty cool, Case."

Casey was shocked, to say the least. "Really? You're.... you're not mad?"

"Why would I be mad? Now I have a girlfriend and a boyfriend all in one person! That's awesome!"

Casey felt like she was about to explode from the happiness, kicking her legs and letting out a loud cackle. "YES!"

"So.... are you... still Casey, or-"

"Yup! Still good ol' Casey Jones! But now I'm a girl too!"

"So do I... call you a boy, or, um... how do I-"

"You can call me a boy, girl, he, she, whatever! Just don't call me late for hockey practice!"

Raphael could now state with confidence that he had the most annoying boyfriend and girlfriend on the entire planet.

"So, do you wanna tell anyone else or just... keep it between us?"

Casey thought it over for a minute. "Ya think your brothers are gonna be like you were?"

"They should. We're mutant turtles, we're used to people reacting to us weird. But ya know Donnie will probably tease you 'bout it."

"Eh. I don't care what he does, he's pretty wimpy at insults. Nothin' like you, babe!"

Raph chuckled, remembering all the times in battle that he'd thrown some killer insult, and heard Casey laugh in the distance. At least somebody liked his jabs! "Thanks, Case. Ya know I love ya, right?"

"You gettin' soft on me, Raphie?"

"Only for my girl." Casey blushed bright red, biting his lip and burying her head in Raph's shoulder.

"FUCK, why does that feel so nice-"

"Now who's gettin' soft?"

"Shut up, douchebag, I didn't know bein' a girl would be this nice!"

"But it feels good?" He sure didn't get it, but if it made Casey happy, then he would do whatever it took to make sure she stayed that way. "It feels AWESOME. Like, like there's been a part of me missing for years and you just gave it to me with one fuckin' WORD."

That's what it felt like to Casey? Raph calling him a girl was that important? He'd never felt like a part of him was missing after he found Casey, Casey was the missing piece, as corny as that sounded to him. He would ask her more questions later, but for now, he was going to enjoy this time alone with his lover before the Foot attacked again or some random goon tried to threaten the city. They both deserved a well-earned break and a nice cuddle session after everything they'd been through together.

Not that the aforementioned cuddle session could lay to rest Raph’s own thoughts and worries. Moments of levity, whenever he, Casey, and the others weren’t facing mortal danger in one way or another, were few and far between, which made relaxing a feat only achievable by someone like Mikey, who Raph was sure was down a brain cell or two or ten.

Casey, for all her virtues, contrary to what Donnie seemed to be holding fast to, didn’t really relax anymore, and Raph had noticed.

Between school, patrolling, spending time with Raph, hockey, staying an active figure in her sister’s life, maintaining enough energy to deal with his dad, and probably devoting some time to thinking extensively about the whole gender thing, sleep, and relaxation were both about as frequent as a blue moon.

Which was probably why the vigilante was out in record time, snoring lightly as all the tension finally left his body in the way only sleep could do. If Raph held him a little tighter, it's not like anyone could prove it – not even Donnie.

The temperature of the lair was never really finite and pretty dependent on the temperature topside, and as they had quickly figured out, thermostats hadn’t been super high on Donnie’s list of fixes since the Kraang and the Foot had taken notice of them.

Because of that, Raph curled in a little closer, running a three-fingered hand through Casey’s hair. It was a little difficult, given how tall Casey was (and no, dickwad, Raph wasn’t short, everyone else except for Mikey and Leo was unfairly tall as fuck), but he managed, inching up so their heads were level with each other. It was also a useful position if Casey leveled a kick at him because then Raph was in a position to kick back as a gag reflex.

“G’night, Case,” he whispered, and Casey nuzzled in a little closer, and Raph felt her breath hitch against him momentarily before leveling out.

By now, he’d long perfected the art of sneaking Casey back into his room, sometimes seeing his little sister, and the little squirt would always promise not to breathe a word of it to anybody else, least of all their father.

Most importantly, he was able to sneak Casey into her room without waking said lover, which really was the kicker, given that most days, when Casey was without his corpse paint, he looked metaphorically dead on his feet. This effect was especially heightened on the days when he had his corpse paint, the poor girl actually looking dead on his feet.

He kept a careful eye on a small radio with an analog clock, the numbers flicking to the early, ungodly hours of the morning, the sweet spot where that god-awful douchebag Arnold Jones would be asleep, or at least so far gone that he likely wouldn’t register a ninja sneaking his son in through the window. And if he did, then there was a good chance it wouldn’t occur to him to inspect the room until Raph was long gone. Of course, there was a minuscule chance that Arnold would catch them, and in that case, Raph and Casey would snatch up Angel and get the hell out of there. If Arnold Jones had a few broken bones to speak of – that was, assuming he’d be able to speak – then it wouldn't be Raph, Casey, or Angel’s problem.

Raph blinked the lingering thoughts away, despite how much he wanted to let the thoughts persist.

Performing the difficult task of situating Casey in his arms without waking him, he peered over his girlfriend as he made his way to an exit.

Jumping across roofs with minimal difficulty, Raph picked out the Jones apartment. Honestly, the place looked like shit, but according to Casey, it had always looked like that.

As Raph touched down on his target roof, he slowed as a particularly hard draft of wind blew in their faces. They had figured out early in the game that the two combined forces would sometimes wake Casey, and Raph believed that Casey deserved any and all of the limited sleep she could get.

He took them down the rickety stairs that lead into a small balcony, and balanced himself on the railing, finding his center of gravity, before he leaped onto a window ledge, which had been graciously left ajar. Raph ducked into the room and dumped his partner on the bed in one corner of the room.

“Sleep tight, Case.” The vigilante let out an odd snoring noise like someone had plugged his nose in the middle of the process so that it sounded more like a ‘snurf’ than anything else.

Raph helped himself to a brief snort at the sound, and for a second, let himself just exist there.

He took in Casey’s room – the numerous hockey posters and equipment littered around the walls, a mess of school textbooks that spilled out of a broken school bag, a spinny chair in front of a desk that held the remnants of a rotting meal composed of something that smelled fit for an actual turtle. Raph couldn’t help the scrunching of his face that accompanied the aroma of it.

Raph took the largest blanket from an asymmetrical pile adjacent to the foot of Casey’s bed and brought it over her.

“You’d be a mess without me, Jones,” Raph muttered as he turned back to the window, allowing a genuine smile to cross his face before closing it behind him and leaping from the railing into the night.

A/N: Plan 10, bitches!! If you're going to tell me that Casey was being cis at ALL in that episode, then we're gonna have some problems /j

I feel you, Casey, gender's hard.

But yeah, this chapter was really fun to write! Oz and I hope you enjoyed!

#TMNT 2012 #Ghosts of Our Days #2012 raph #casey jones #angel jones #arnold jones

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nataliedanovelist · 2 years

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I’ll admit I’ve never watched ROTTMNT but i love that just by looking at the design you can differentiate the brothers. Also, i don’t know if it’s intentional, but you can almost tell what turtle they are supposed to be like: Raphael looks like a snapping turtle, Donatello is a soft shelf turtle and Leo is a red sided. I’m not sure about what Mickey is supposed to be, but that’s what I observed from the sketches and art. I might be completely wrong too.

Also, is it worth watching?

You’re right on the money!!! Raph is a snapping turtle, Donnie is a soft shell, Leo is a red ear, and Mikey is a box turtle!

Okay I guess I do owe all my Gravity Falls fans an apology for the abundance of Rise fan art and fanfiction either posted and/or reblogged. Please note I still LOVE GF, but goddamnit Im hyperfixated on TMNT right now.

TO ANSWER YOUR QUESTION: yes. Give this show a shot.

Whether you’ve seen other TMNT versions or not, Rise of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles is an amazing show with great characters, BEAUTIFUL animation, funny jokes, and so such RAW talented in everything, from the voice acting to the writing to the animation to EVERYTHING!

I could gush about this show for hours, but here’s a brig summary of why I think anyone should give Rise a chance!

1. It’s a short show. I know a lot of people have short attention spans, and believe me, knowing a show or movie series is long usually scares me and keeps me from trying it (there’s a reason why I only watched Marvel and Star Wars this year, and it was cuz of my bf). Rise only has 2 seasons, the 2nd season being cut in half, and the episodes are only 10-12 minutes long, with the rare 22 minute episode thrown in.

2. The voice talent is AMAZING!!! The voice director is the legendary Rob Paulson, and his spark can be heard in everyone’s performances. If you’re a fan of TMNT 2012, there’s a LOT of voice cameos, and if not, there’s still a lot of talent in this show! Not to mention Ben Schwartz (the voice for every blue character imaginable) voices Leo, and is HILARIOUS in this role!

3. When I tell you the animation is beautiful, I feel like I’m not doing the show justice. No words can do the artwork justice! The facial expressions, the movements, the backgrounds, the character designs, EVERYTHING about this show is a blessing to the eye! There are times the budget is cut (thanks Nickelodeon! 😡🤬) but they use it to their advantage and use stiff animation for comedic bits that works really well!

4. Two words: found family.

5. LGBTQ REPRESENTATION!!! I don’t wanna spoil anything, but they did what they could with the studio breathing down their necks and gave us some great representation! Hell, an entire episode is named “Hypno and Warren Sitting in a Tree!” So for the best viewing experience, just jump in blind and enjoy the gayness! 🏳️‍🌈

6. The movie. This is the most important reason of all to give this show a try. On August 5th, they released the Rise movie on Netflix. The show had been “put on hold” and the second season cut in half, HOWEVER, if the movie does well enough on Netflix, they might bring it back. The show’s first season is on Netflix and the entire show is on Paramount+ (or you could just pirate off the internet, not that I normally recommend this, but desperate times call for desperate measures) and the movie is beyond amazing and deserves it separate post on how awesome it is!

SO! Should you give Rise of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles a try? Yes. Will you regret it? No. Will it come back? Maybe, maybe not. But at the very least I can promise you, you will have a wonderful experience. ❤️💙💜🧡

#rottmnt #novelistservant

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nerves-nebula · 1 year

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Your Leo and raph are wayyyyy too relatable.

Relatable on the “cruel older sibling because abusive groomer forced them into that mold” and “forced into the caretaker role because shitty parents”

Like, yeah, I regret (on some level) being so cruel, but they were just as horrible back and would lie to their parents straight up just to get me in trouble for fun. I shit you not. But then when their mom was too fucking drugged up in bed and dad was nowhere to be found, I had to step in and make sure they got breakfast, had their stuff ready for the school day, make sure the house wasn’t a disaster.

But god forbid anyone fuck around with any of us because only we are allowed to beat the shit out of each other goddamnit.

Haven’t spoken to any of them in years though. That speaks enough for itself.

godd right? the pain of having to take care of siblings who might fuck you over cause you're the only ones each other has. at least mine weren't THAT bad (sometimes they were, and my oldest brother was the fuckin worst, but mostly we had a sibling solidarity thing going on)

just fuckin. Raph making Leo breakfast just a few days after Leo broke his arm. The awkward tension no one talks about cause like, what is there to even say?? jeSUs christ

#nnstuff #ask #child abuse tw #teenage mutant neglected turtles

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digiturtle-in-paint · 25 days

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Raph said no to a pet octopus, goddamnit 😭

#ooc ->#rottmnt #rottmnt net #save rottmnt #rottmnt roleplay #rottmnt oc

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grizzlyofthesea · 1 year

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Incorrect Quotes Generator Shenanigans: Part 6

Meat Sweats: Y’know, maybe things aren’t so bad. I’m here. I got the nice ocean breeze. Just alone with my thoughts. Mikey: Hey, Meat Sweats. Meat Sweats: GODDAMNIT!

Dastardly Danny, setting down a card: Ace of spades. Malicious Mickey, pulling out an Uno card: +4. Loathsome Leonard, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you! Raph, trembling: What are we playing?!

Donnie: How do you want your coffee? Leo: Black, like my soul. Donnie: Donnie: Leo, your soul is a latte.

Cassandra: And here we see Casey II and April in their natural habitat. Texting eachother variations of the word "garlic bread" to try to make eachother laugh. Casey II: Gaelic bread. April: Grueling brad. Casey II: Ha ha, glamorous beans.

Draxum: Splinter has never seen Star Wars? Big Mama, the only people in the universe who haven’t seen Star Wars are the characters in Star Wars and that’s cause they lived them, Big Mama! That’s cause they lived the Star Wars!

Hypno: Reality is an illusion, the universe is a hologram, buy gold, bye!

Huginn, holding a scooter: Muninn! Can I go outside and play with this? Muninn: Sure, whatever. I'm not your parent, okay? Huginn, running outside: Thanks Muninn! Muninn, running out after them and screaming: NOT ON THE STREET! STAY AWAY!

Sunita: I don’t think the therapist is supposed to say ‘wow’ that many times during their first session with a client, but here we are.

Ghost Bear, explaining why they are not allowed to cook: I put the noodles in the pot and put the pot on the stove and turned the burner on high. Turns out you don't put noodles in marijuana and I almost burnt the whole house down.

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shadow-usagi · 8 months

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What will look better - the many sketches i've spent hours trying to make look right OR the 5-minutes-while-my-wife-is-out-the-room doodle of Raphael Ninja-Turtle?

...goddamnit Raph.

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n3onstarss · 1 year

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Heat Lightning

TW; SH mention, scar mention and panic attack mention!! none actually occur, but theyre talked about and heavily implied!!

Romantic or platonic?: platonic to romantic (get together)

Relationship(s): Rise! Leo x Reader

Type of reader?: Transmasc, i projected my kintype and whoever guesses gets a lollipop /hj

Disclaimer(s): Both the reader and Leo are written to be late teens, think 16/17

It was hard to explain how I'd ended up here, sobbing my heart out on the shower floor in the lair over something so small.

Everyone shared a moment of horrified silence before the chaos erupted in full swing. Raph started lecturing Donnie, Leo and Mikey began yelling, and Donnie was still processing what he'd said with shock and terror on his face.

Donnie and I had been picking on each other again, swapping sarcastic remarks back and forth. Eventually, I must've pushed too far with that Atomic Lass comment. I don't remember exactly what was said, but it was something along the lines of "At least I'm not in love with a fictional character! At least I don't have 50+ fics saved of her, either!" And that, exposing him to his family, must've really riled him up. I still can't believe he fucking said that though. I'd told him in confidence about my past (and present) with self harm, and he really decided it was a good idea to retort with

"Well at least I don't have cutting boards for thighs!"

At that point I couldn't breathe and could hardly see. I needed to leave that room. Bolting from the kitchen, past the bickering brothers and into the bathroom down the hall had been the easy part. The door barely missed catching my tail and I hardly had the time to lock it before Raoh began knocking and Mikey's pleading started. Even over all of that I could faintly hear arguing in the distance.

If that all was the 'easy part', ignoring Splinters worried calls, finding the strength to keep the door locked while they tried to get me to come out, and trying to stop a panic attack was the hard part.

The shower is inviting as I step inside, shelled by the curtains and left in the dim light that filtered through and above them. I plop onto the floor as the hyperventilation and hiccups start, my wings form a sort of tent as my tail wraps around my feet, making myself as small as possible. Tears either pinked onto the bottom of the tub or soaked into my scales.

Apparently I'd passed out after a bit, cried myself to sleep even. I woke up covered in sweat and tears. blegh. How long had it been? I don't know, but the lair was silent and I could only assume it'd been a hour or two. Three tops. It was probably safe to leave by now, everyone would be out or in their rooms and I could nab my duffel from the living room and leave, come back a different day and try again. Maybe.

Of course I ruined my first sleepover by picking fights and then fleeing at a jab. I need to go, my thighs were screaming for a few new markings and I forgot to bring anything with me anyways. I'd really thought I could kick the habit, huh?

The bathroom door clicked and creaked open as I unlocked it and peeked around the corner, hopeful that everyone was in their rooms or gone. Unluckily, Leo was right there, sitting just off to the side of the door and seemingly asleep. It was odd to see him so peaceful, his arms holding his knees to his chest and his head ducked down between them.

"..Leo?.." My voice was hoarse from crying and not speaking for so long. "You awake there bud..?"

His head practically shot up, whipping around. "[name]!! Are you okay? You are okay, right? Do you need anything?? Please don't be mad at Donnie, I'm sure he didn't mean it! Are you gonna leave us? Please don't le-"

"Leo!"

Silence hung heavy between the two of us. A deep breath, and then a continuation.

"I'm okay, I'm not mad at anyone. Please calm down."

'I'm okay!' you're such a goddamn liar. you just passed out sobbing in his bathroom goddamnit'

I'd barely finished my train of thought before the shorter mutant flung himself into my arms, forcing me to heave my arms up and throw my wings back to avoid having them pinned or folded.

Everything was just downhill from there, in the best of ways.

Now I was sat in his room, on his bed as he lay between my legs. I was sat hunched over, back against his headboard, mindlessly flicking through movies while he lay on his back with his head on my belly. His arms reached up above him and his fingers moved gently across the nubbins on my face or the scales on my arms, revealed by my black tank top.

"Sooooo... we gonna talk about it?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." I tried to keep the panic out of my voice, make a reference and keep it all lighthearted, and obviously failed.

"You don't have to if you don't want to, I just wanted to ask what Donnie meant by that comment exactly and if there was any way I could help?"

"... The reason he said that is cause I told him something confidential. I pushed him too far, and he retaliated in a way he deemed fair. There's no way to really help, it's a me problem, but thank you."

"Mhmmm.. I know what he meant, by the way. I just wanted to make sure I was right before I assumed."

"Very mature of you, good job Lee." He could practically hear the smile in my voice. I was still clicking through pirated movies, but much slower now. The TV across the room was much less important than the boy in my lap.

"Thank you, my good sir! Anyways, are you sure it's just a you problem? It doesn't have to be if you don't want it to be."

"And what do you mean by that, cowboy?" Ah yes, deflection using a old nickname stemming from a old matching Halloween costume. Real mature. Good job [name].

"I mean i want to help. I want to be there for you and help you through this. I won't force my help upon you, but I'm here space ranger." Of course he uses the same nickname tactic. Little shit. (affectionate)

"And what exactly are you implying, hmm?"

"Supreme pizza in the sky, you're stupid! I mean I want to be there for you! I wanna be your boyfriend!"

Silence. The TV was the only noise, finally playing a pirated Godzilla movie. The movement across my forearms had stopped. Full, stunned, shocked silence.

"Oh uhm i mean- uh-" He stumbled over his words, he started talking with his hands more than his words at some point, flailing them around.

Gently, i got a hold on his wrists, bringing him back down to Earth and making him stop flailing.

"Sure."

Leo practically catapulted upwards and almost flug himself off the mattress and onto the floor.

"HWHAT?! REALLY?!"

I was almost insulted he questioned my seriousness. I exaggerated my eye roll, too, for emphasis.

"Yes, Le-oh!"

Instantaneously I was caught in a rib crushing, spine popping, wing wrinkling high.

"Okay okay chill out!!" I tried my best to wiggle a hand free and pat his head, but only managed to catch his back. My tail thumped loudly against the bed as it wagged, only some was actually able to move from the sudden tangle of limbs, but it was more than enough to make him laugh even more. Curse this tail for giving me away when I'm trying to play offended!

I somehow got him to loosen up and sit back, rolling my shoulders before gently pulling him into me again. This time my wings were wrapped around him instead of pinned, and the scaley membrane acted as a blanket, shielding the shorter boy from the world. The little-er terrapin nuzzled his face into my chest, just above my tank top, and let out a sigh of contentment.

"... Can I see them?" He leaned back a bit to gauge my reaction. apparently I had confusion and shock written all over my face because he quickly followed up with "No no no not like that!! ..the scars?"

Wordlessly I considered for a moment before nodding and he scooted back. I pulled up my gym shorts a little at a time to reveal thin white lines slashed messily across my thigh. Some were red and raised from newer scabs, others were faded and nearly invisible among the mix. His hand slowly moved to touch, but ended up hovering right above them.

".. May I?" Another nod and the gentle scaled hand came down. He ran his three fingers gently over each and everyone, tracing them and making his own brilliant constellations. I revealed my other thigh only to see him brighten and sadden all at once.

"Do you wanna talk about it?"

I shook my head "No.."

"Okay.. I'm here whenever you need to though."

He continued his tracing, dancing his fingers along scabs and faded scars. Slowly he began scooting backwards off my thighs more and more, until we were back in the position we started in. By now the movie was half over, but we settled in regardless. Leo, instead of laying on his back again, laid on his side instead so he could continue his tracing. eventually kisses joined the mix too as I gently stroked the back of his head.

The movie ended and instead I shut it off and began to play some songs on Spotify. Leo also grabbed his phone and began to use my thigh as a pillow instead. Both of us were plenty comfortable and bordering on sleep, Mitski's I Bet On Losing Dogs playing softly from my speakers while he played Subway Surfers like a maniac. (affectionate)

The glow of his phone screen shut off eventually as he sleepily yawned and nuzzled into my thigh again, making himself comfortable.

"Goodnight, I love yo-"

"LEO, HAVE YOU SEEN [NAME]?!" Donnie suddenly slammed the door open, shattering the peaceful moment and sending both of us jumping 6 feet off the ground. (Figuratively, not literally) Even after calming back down my wings remained raised a little and pupils narrowed, ever on the offense.

"Oh, nevermind. Well, I just wanted to come say I'm sorry. I went to far and that's my bad, I shouldn't have said what I said." Leo looked between Donnie and I, jaw on the floor. Donnie almost never apologized!

"Apology accepted Donnie, and I'm sorry too. I pushed your buttons first, and I really shouldn't have." Leo looked like he was about to faint, BOTH of the most stubborn people he knew were apologizing to each other?!

".. well okay then!" Donnie clapped his hands together. "Now that that's settled I'll leave you two to.. whatever you were doing." As he turned to leave a very audible "*cough* Gay *cough*" was heard.

Silence, once again, felt like an eternity before I spoke up. "Sooo.. movie or cuddles oooor something else?"

Leo feigned taking a moment to think, tapping his finger against his chin and scrunching up his face to stare at the ceiling, before responding. "Is both an option, my good gentleman?"

"It indeed is, my liege. What motion picture would thoust like to bear witness to this fine evening?"

"Hrmmm.. doth the television present thy Jurassic Park motion pictures?"

"It doth indeed! Which era do thou prefer?"

A fit of barely contained giggles rocked the two before a decision was finally made. Jurassic World Dominion was pulled up on the television upon mutual agreement as we both settled in again. This time Leo scooted up so we could "cuddle properly" as the prologue started rolling.

Not even halfway into the movie he was fast asleep, chirping occasionally and shifting a little every now and then. I really wanted to finish the movie, but sleep tugged my eyelids and I was already yawning so much I could barely see it anyways. I pulled out my phone and snapped a quick selfie, just for a momento and to show him in the morning, before putting it away again.

Gently, I tugged his mask off and hung it where he usually put it. We'd had sleepovers before this disaster, just the two of us, before. Damn, how did I not notice??

Finally, sleep caught up to me. I planted one last kiss on one of his stupid vibrant red stripes, mumbled a quick "G'night, I love you.." and passed out cold.

#hhhhhhhhh #projection #gender neutral s/o #rottmnt #tw sh #tw sh mention #tw scar mention #tw panic attack mention #leonardo x reader #leo x reader #rottmnt leo #leo rottmnt #rottmnt x reader #rottmnt leo x reader #rottmnt leonardo #rottmnt leonardo x reader

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