#michangelo

[monstru99]

Screenshot redraw!!

[themovementgeneration]

Yesterday - The Beatles

"Silent Night" Holy Night~...

The movie "Brain on Fire" is Garbage

Gepetto v.s Mary Shelley would be an insane movie though

Los Alamos was Crazy, I think im seeing colors again smh...mhmm spam. Roses are red violets are blue. I remember like it was Yaesterday...pop-pies. July frourth was the shiet. I can almost taste the fireworks. :P like some jolly ranchers spiked

Man I love School...

toemato tomato string theory is still string theory

SHOE me what you have Puppet of Andy cheeks :}

Honey Nut Cheerios was smacking back in the day. Honecombs a close matchup but as a collector I gotta go with Wheaties. NBA is still NBA

[atomicdaydream]

Thrift/Antique store score !!! All for $9!!!! Like WHAT???? HAHAHA Yessss Mikey came home with me🧡🧡🧡🧡😁😁😁🙌🙌🙌

[dreamweave01]

K, no rush to answer bc I already sent in a handful, but---

Did Michangelo suffer any adverse effects of reaching between timelines like this, or since Drazum, Splinter, and a bunch of other magic-experienced people were with him, it was a lot easier?

Since Donnie probably had a lot of negative experiences with the Footclan, (I just saw that they were reformed in one of you previous posts :D) what was his reaction to hearing that Mikey stopped them from summoning shredder, or does he not know?

No worries, you're totally fine!

Mikey's ninpo was strong enough that with the right spell he could see into other timelines, kinda like watching a television program. However, he knew that trying to jump timelines on his own would be too much for him (remember the movie?.)

Fortunately, his mom is Big Mama, and she has a very large collection of mystic artifacts, many of which can be used to connect to other timelines and alternate universes.

That's how he was able to get to his brothers without - well - dying.

Of course, it still took a lot of energy on his part, and he may or may not have extended his powers a tad too much. But it was all worth it to save his bros.

Donnie didn't know at first. He'd just assumed that the Foot had either been eliminated completely or had never existed in Mikey's timeline in the first place.

That is until Mikey took his brothers to go try out one of the Foot's coffee shops downtown and meet some of Mikey's friends, (aka Cassandra and the two foot lieutenants who I am now realizing I don't actually know the names of. Do they even have names??) Donnie took one look at them and just. . . froze.

These were the people responsible for the deaths of his family. And here they were, selling espressos and acting like the world was all cupcakes and rainbows.

In the show, Donatello was never one to show a lot of emotion (or at least that's what he tells himself.) This Donnie is ten times worse.

But seeing the Foot again? Donnie snapped.

[the-four-terrapins]

"I'm guessing you all are safe there? Do I need to worry about you and your friends?" Mikey was a little concerned now, He wasn't one to judge just as long as everyone was safe and gave consent. "I just want to make sure everything is good.

@lets-tmnt-topside

( You mind introducing me to Mikey? He's got a cute voice ^^)

"A cute voice?" Mikey questioned playfully coughing to deepen the tone. "I'm not cute, I'm sexy, irresistible, rugged, all muscley and handsome." The youngest widened his stance and winked at the woman. "What's up good lookin? What do I call you?"

[fregisabunnyboo]

💜𝐌𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭💜

Yo, so uh, this has some kinky shiz in it, beware

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type: ✮just for funzies✮ genre: ✮smut✮ fandom: ✮ROTTMNT✮ character(s): ✮Runa O’Crest, Donatello Hamato, Raphael Hamto, Lenardo Hamato, Michangelo Hamato, April O’Neil✮ crossovers?: ✮none✮ tags: none! Just for fun!

TW// !!this is smut if you are comfortable with this, please leave!!

Summary: Donatello leaves during family movie night to take care of some “personal issues,” and gets busted.

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They had been planning this for weeks, literal weeks. The Jupiter Jim Movie marathon was about to begin. And Donatello was dreading it.

“Why so glum, hombre?” Leo said, wrapping an arm around his brother’s neck, stuffing a handful of popcorn into his mouth.

Donnie scowled at the talking with food in his mouth, “I’m not ‘glum,’ I’m simply tired.” He tried to play cool, knowing if he slipped up, this could be the end of him. 

“Don, you say that every time we have a family thing,” Leo frowned, pulling away. “Do you just not want to spend time with your family?”

Donnie quickly retracted his words, “No! No! It’s just-... Never mind. I’ll go help Mikey with the soda.” Donnie resisted the urge to spill everything right there onto Leo’s face, but he didn’t. He knew he could trust Leo, but Donnie also knew, no, he couldn’t trust Leo.

“Michael, I'm here to help.” Donnie announced, walking into the kitchen.

“Great! Could you hand me the thingy?” Mikey gestured to the soda flavoring on the counter. Donnie handed it to him and rested on the counter, his shell leaning on the rounded edge of the island.

Donnie was caught up in thought.

It’s about time he admitted something; he really liked Runa. A lot more than just a friend. A lot more than a girlfriend. He didn’t know what it was, but he absolutely loved every aspect of her. Runa’s hair, her eyes, the way she could get so heated over a video game. 

He smiled at the memory of Runa throwing down the controller and yelling, demanding a rematch and accusing Donnie of cheating.

He’d felt this way before, but never like this. His heart was constantly being torn every witch way and he hated it so much! Runa was not easy on his feelings, she always flirted with him and made him think she felt the same. Then, she’d turn around and express interest in other people. To say he was jealous was an understatement.

“Donnie?”

Donnie was great, but he couldn’t deny she deserved better than him. I mean, he’s getting jealous and they aren’t even dating!

“Donnie?”

What was he supposed to do? Admit his feelings and live forever in the friend-zone? Or keep a secret and carry this hate to everyone she dated?

“EARTH TO DONNIE, THE GIRLS ARE HERE.” Mikey cupped his hands and shouted into his ear.

“AH!” Donnie said, covering the side of his head where Mikey had shouted, “Okay, okay. I’ll grab the popcorn seasoning. Tell them I say ‘hi’ or whatever.”

Mikey looked at him, he’s been acting weird and now he wouldn’t even look at April or Runa? Orange frowned and swallowed the urge to ask about it, knowing he’ll never get an answer.

“Okay, I’ll be…sure to tell them.” Mikey said, debating on saying more.

By then, Donnie had already disappeared into the pantry. The girls walked into the Lair, holding extra pillows and blankets to make a fort.

“Hey, y’all!” April shouted happily behind the mountain of pillows, walking into the Lair. “We brought extra!”

Runa was holding the blankets, all neatly folded and stacked. She carried them in one hand, blanching them perfectly.

“And Runa brought the blankets for the walls of the fort,” April pointed out as they both walked over to the couch and started constructing the fort.

Raph started to help build the fort, making sure it was sturdy on each side. Leo helped set up the inside, making sure it was comfortable and big enough for everyone.

---💖---

After the movie got started, everyone got comfortable in their respective spots; April and Leo, accompanied by Mikey, under the tent, Raph sitting on the floor crisscrossed, with Runa and Donnie sitting on the couch a few feet apart.

He stole a few glaces to Runa, making him look back at his popcorn in shame.

Everything was going well, popcorn was warm, drinks were cool, jokes being made. So what was this uneasy feeling pulling at him? It just felt like everything was bothering him. It wasn’t a bad bother, just a uncomfortable one.

Donnie needed to leave, “I’m-I’m gonna go guys.” He chocked out hesitantly, smiling nervously.

“Alright, see ya,” was the general response. Except for Runa, “Where’re you going, Donnie?”

“Ah- You know, I just need a little break.” He lied.

“Oh, okay. See you in a few then.” Runa said, setting down her popcorn.

“SHUUUUSHHHH.” Leo said obnoxiously. Donnie rolled his eyes.

The purple turtle krept down the hallway and into his bed room, making sure to shut the door behind him. He went over the the small bed-side table and pulled out one of the drawers. He scooted some clothes to the side to reveal underwear.

Woman’s underwear.

He pulled them up by the lace hem and looked at them with a tired and slightly uneasy face. Donnie started to get undressed, taking off his large shirt first, then his pants.

Now he knew what the uncomfortable was. His dick, making a ruckus. The organ stood up tall, ready to be pleased. Sometimes, it had a mind of it’s own. Now, Donnie could feel the dusting of blush around his cheeks and nose, making a line across his features.

He pulled the undergarments to his snout, sniffing them. His thing twitched, awaiting the soon forceful hand that would stroke it to completion.

Donnie hated having to please himself like this. He knew it was wrong, gross, kinky and downright perverted; but he didn’t care anymore. It tasted so good.

Ever since he got a hold of her underwear, it’s been the only thing that could calm him down.

Runa had been the core problem, and now he was dealing with the after affects.

Why couldn’t she have just stayed all prissy? Why couldn’t they just go back to hating each other? Why’d she have to make him fantasize about her like this?

Almost all of the scent from the undies where gone, he could only really smell his breath. Donnie started to suckle on them after the pure stench alone stopped doing it for him. Damn, she tasted good.

Only to be actually tasting her, his tongue lapping up all the juices that flowed out of her, like water on a hot day. To hear her pant, and moan his name. To imagine her tied up and oh, so helpless.

To feel her tight pussy over his cock, creaming because she couldn’t handle him. To hear her scream to slow down.

The hand around his dick tightened, trying to get him to his climax as quickly as possible.

The things he wanted to do to her. Of course, he would never hurt her! Just tie her up and make her beg for him.

Donnie hadn’t even noticed himself growing louder, his once quite huffs now grew to loud groans as he flung his head back in pleasure, the image of Runa’s face flashed in his mind. He was so close! Damn, why did he have be able to go so long?

---💖---

“What’s taking Donnie so long?” Runa whispered out loud to herself.

“If you wanna see him so bad, just go check up on him.” Leo said with a sarcastic flaunt in his voice.

“Fine,” Runa huffed, getting up, “I will!”

Runa crept carefully down the halls, making it to Donnie’s room; soft moans and breathy groans were emanating from his room, bouncing off the walls and into her ears.

Runa blushed at the naughty thought that entered her head, shaking away the idea, she approached the door.

He’s probably working out, she thought, her face still red with embarrassment. She knocked on the door lightly, opening it slightly to peak in.

“Donnie?” She asked, opening the door slowly, only giving Donnie enough time to attempt to cover himself, underwear still on snout and a bewildered look on his face.

“What are you-...Oh, oh my...” was the only shocked expression Runa could muster out, gazing at his redden face, his exposed and twitching member, and her underwear and his snout!

“It-It’s not what it looks like!” He said quickly, trying to push his peaking dick back down, only to make it jump back up.

Runa could only stare at it, his thighs, covered in sweat and pre-cum. Her eyes made their way back up to his face.

“Then, what is it?” She asked, her personality snapping back into action.

Donnie was at a loss for words. What was he supposed to say? “Oh, yeah, I’ve actually been getting off to your underwear for the past few months”?

“I-.. Uh-...” He looked down at the floor, too embarrassed to say anything.

“Are those mine?” She hissed, surprisingly no disgust in her voice.

“Uh...” Donnie couldn’t lie, “Y-Yes...”

“And where you... eating them?”

“No, I was, uh, sucking on them...” That answer wasn’t any better.

“Give them back, I-I don’t want to give you access to these anymore.” Runa held out her hand expectantly, looking away. She stole glaces at Donnie as he slowly pulled himself away from the edge of his bed, taking the underwear out of his mouth and placed it in her hand.

The swift movement made only more awkward as their hands touch, making Donnie wince and Runa’s face heat more.

Donnie didn’t know if he should sit back down and continue or just stand there until she left.

“Runa...” Donnie started, holding his arm and looking down shamefully, “I-I don’t know what came over me. I just-... I didn’t mean to go that far.”

“What? Is that how you apologize for using my underwear as a cum rag?” Runa fumed, keeping it quite.

“Yes?” Donnie smiled nervously, “And I wasn’t using it as a cum rag, that’s disgraceful to someone so beautiful.”

The words struck her, a pang in her heart, the thought to do something impulsive. It all came too fast. Beautiful? Was he joking?

After a moment of processing, and reflecting, she finally opened her mouth.

“Are you serious?” She asked, genuinely intrigued now, “You think I’m beautiful?”

“M-More then beautiful,” Donnie hesitated, “I don’t know how to describe you, you’re so amazing.”

Runa blushed, out of all the times he choose to flirt...

Then, Runa got an idea. 

She stuffed the wet underwear into her back pocket and slowly started to descend to her knees, resting on them in front of Donnie.

“What are you doing?” He said quickly, following her with his eyes.

“Giving you want you want,” She purred, “May I?”

Donnie’s eyes widened before vigorously nodding, “Mhmm! Go ahead!”

“Don’t act so excited for me.” She smirked.

Donnie’s slightly annoyed expression came back to his features, “Just suck it.”

Runa hummed as she slid her hands to Donnie’s thighs, placing them firmly on his sides and squeezing, making his dick throb.

Runa licked the top of her mouth, trying to get the most saliva on her tongue as she could. She opened her mouth wide, letting Donnie see all the goodness he was about to feel. 

She slowly slide her mouth over the thick member, feeling every bit of it with her tongue. It was smooth and hot, being more thick on the tip then the base. The deep purple melded perfectly with the pastel pink of her tongue, making Donnie groan slightly.

Donnie looked at her at with the most fucked-up face she’d ever seen, he looked totally wasted. He was panting, beads of sweat forming on his face. Runa was getting him riled up, and she knew it. Runa started to moan, making Donnie wince and heave. 

Then, without warning, Donnie grabbed the back of Runa’s head and shoved it forward, making her gag. After she adjusted, he started continue to shove her face into his dick, making muffled moans. The slopping of the two organs together sounded like music to Donnie’s ears.

After a few minutes of face-fucking, he felt close, “Mmm, just a few more.. A-And I’ll be good, baby.” He panted.

Runa looked up, face full of saliva and pre-cum, “Mmm,” she said, Donnie’s hard cock still in her mouth. Suddenly, she took him all back in, sucking hard then dragging her teeth along the length of his cock.

Donnie didn’t even care about volume anymore; he moaned out loudly as he came, letting it get caught in her mouth as she swallowed some, letting the rest paint her face in a wondrous white.

Donnie bent down, grabbing the side of her mouth and spreading it open to see his seed sitting in her mouth. He moved his thumb from her mouth to her check, giving her a heated kiss, pulling away and leaving a string of cum and spit.

Runa laughed, her eyelids felt heavy and she felt tipsy, but still fully sober. She didn’t know how to describe it, but it was so intoxicating.

“Hmm,” Donnie hummed, sitting on the side of his bed, “I still seem to be aroused, despite cumming, heh, quite a lot.”

“Mmm, maybe you need more then just oral,” Runa smiled lazily, picking herself up and started to strip of her sweat pants. Donnie stared as she removed the pants. He could feel himself starting to get hard again.

As soon as she started to waddle over, Donnie felt his heart explode. He couldn’t take it, this was it, he finally getting what he wanted. Once she started to get comfortable sitting on his lap, and started rubbing his thighs, he stopped her.

“Runa,” He breathed, “Once I start, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop, dear. I don’t want to hurt you. Soft shell turtles are naturally... more aggressive.”

Runa licked her lips, “Good, this’ll be more fun.”

Runa positioned herself on Donnie’s lap, grinding on his exposed dick with her covered pussy, making Donnie’s face go to that of uncomfortable. He grabbed Runa by the hips and flipped her over, now standing between her open legs.

Donnie looked at helpless she’d become. He chuckled deviously, “I’m gonna make you regret asking me to be rough.”

Runa saw the animistic lust in his eyes, knowing there’s no humanity left. Her face burst into flames, her tail flicking back and forth. She bit her lips as Donnie put a hand on her back and guided her up softly, making her sit on the edge of the bed. 

Donnie went and grabbed his battle shell, smirking, he looked back at her in her underwear and shirt. He pulled out what seemed to be a video recorder, and some kind of rope?

Runa’s stomach got heavy butterflies.

He set up the camera and stood behind it, pointing it at Runa.

“Okay, strip.” He commanded, licking his teeth behind the camera.

“Wha-?” Runa blushed, you could probably see all her freckles inder the thin layer or fur on her face.

“You heard me,” He huffed, slightly upset at the repetitive command, “Strip.”

She started to slowly take of her shirt, making sure get his attention with a sway of her hips. After the shirt was off, she reached for her bra, giggling her breasts. She moaned his name slightly, trying to keep herself quite in case he didn’t want her to say anything.

“Say it again.” He demanded.

Runa started to play with her breasts now, moaning his name with every touch. Donnie looked down at his dick, now wet with pre-cum again. He huffed and commanded her to get on all fours.

“Now take them off.”

Runa slowly slid down her panties, purple and laced, teasing. After they were off, she waved her hips back and forth, moaning. Donnie stopped the camera and grabbed the rope. It was a soft velvet, so it wouldn’t hurt her.

Donnie helped Runa back up, taking the time to admire her dripping pussy. He flipped her over onto some pillows, making sure she was comfortable before tying her up with the velvet rope.

Runa laughed a bit, “Damn, you really know what you want, darling.”

“Yeah, I want you begging for my cock.” He said smugly, stroking his member, getting the pre-cum under his tip and around the largest areas, making it slick. Runa squirmed at the sight, making her eyes well up with tears as she pleaded with Donnie.

“Please, Don,” She begged, “If you’re going to fuck me, ju-just do it already! I can’t watch you, please, I need you inside me, ah~!”

“Hush now, dear.” He quieted her with a small handkerchief, embroidered with his initials, “You have to watch first, make sure you can take all of me.”

“Donnie, ugh!” Runa struggled against the velvet, “I’m a rabbit! I’m built to be bread!” She cried.

Donnie chuckled, stroking his dick again, “If you say so, but if I rip your uterus in half, just say I warned you.”

“Ah~! Don’t say things like that!” Runa’s face got more red, he cupped it, now leaning over her and positioning himself near her entrance. He leaned down and kiss her, whispering a sweet “Are you ready, love?”

Runa nodded her head as he started to enter his tip into her, making her moan and wiggle.

“Stay still, and it won’t be so painful,” He warned.

Runa sat still and let him enter her more, almost immediately adjusting to his huge cock, that was almost double the original size. She moaned as he started to go all the way in, her pussy sucking him in, encouraging him to go deeper.

The words echoed in Donnie’s head, “built to be bread?” Tch, we’ll see.

Donnie got comfortable once more at started at a slow pace making her moan with every slap of skin. The way her thighs and tits bounced with every strong thrust made him groan. He watched her arms struggle to try and get free of the velvet, groping at the rope, trying to grab and scratch at something.

Donnie grabbed he thighs, pulling out to kiss and bite them, talking into them. “Mmm, who’s my beautiful princess?”

“I-I am, Donnie.” She huffed out, her face scrunching up and her eyes closed.

“Good girl,” He stopped kissing her legs and pondered the name, “Hmm, plane old Donnie doesn’t sound good enough. Call me ‘Daddy’, m’kay, love?”

“Y-Yes, Daddy.” Runa stuttered out.

“Good.” Donnie lined himself back up with her hole, taking it slow once again.

“Da-Daddy, please, rail me.” Runa begged.

“If you insist, princess.” Donnie started to go faster, the skin slapping together made the sounds of the moaning die down.

Donnie started going even faster, making Runa moan, almost scream, before Donnie put the handkerchief back in her mouth to muffle the noise as he continued to rail her. He gripped his sheets, instinctively biting Runa’s neck, pinning her down.

Donnie just let his instincts run wild in that moment, scratching at the sheets, biting and humping the life out of Runa. After the felt himself getting close, he finally released his teeth from Runa’s soft skin and pulled out, seeing Runa had already came at least 4 times.

Donnie smirked as he saw her cream pour out of her, he took out the handkerchief and looked at her lovingly. 

“Where do you want it, Love?” He asked, stroking her cheek.

Runa groaned, “I-In me, Daddy! Please, cum in me, ah~!”

Donnie looked away, nervously. He wanted so bad to just cum inside her and clam her as his own. Watch his seed flow out of her with a beautiful white stream.

But at the same time, he didn’t want to be responsible for getting her pregnant. He wasn’t ready to be a father.

“Darling,” He said calmly, “Are you on the pill?”

“Yes, Daddy,” Runa answered, still clearly drunk on love, “Just, put your dick in me already! Fill me up with your seed, mm~.”

“If you insist, Princess.” Donnie started to rail her again, making sure to hit her spot, making her wiggle.

After she screamed as he came inside her, he pulled out, now fully able to relax. He untied Runa as she rubbed her writs and panted. He watched his juices flow out of her, he felt like he had done a good job. A sense of affection and pride welled in him.

Donnie gazed at her, pulling her by her waist into him, kissing her forehead. He hugged her close to him and laid down, with Runa laying on his chest. Donnie started stroking her hair and rubbing her ears, humming a soft song.

“Did you enjoy yourself?” Donnie asked.

“More then enjoyed, God, you’re so good.” Runa said happily, making a kiss noise at the tip of his nose.

“Thank you, baby.” Donnie smiled, catching his breath, “Does thins mean we’re dating now?”

“No, I think we’re married now.” Runa said.

Donnie laughed, oh, she was serious. “Well, I couldn’t imagine anyone else to be my wife.”

“Really?” Runa looked at him with earnest, “You really mean it?”

“Oh, hell yeah,” Donnie smiled, “You’re the cutest badass this planet has ever seen.”

“Mmm, you make me so happy, Donnie.” Runa yawned.

“I’m glad, darling.”

---BONUS---

“Hey, Leo,” April nudged Leo, making him look over at her with a disgusted look for interrupting his hyper-fixation.

“What?” Leo snarled.

“Did you ever find out what that noise was?” April asked.

Leo’s face went red, “Well, lets just say Donnie was doing some stuff. And that stuff is Runa,” Leo snarked.

The rest of the family looked at each other uncomfortably.

“Turn up the volume, Mike,” Raph said, looking visibly uncomfortable.

They didn’t bother getting Runa or Donnie for breakfast the next morning.

[alliumbunny]

My biggest pet peeve in 2012 tmnt is that one scene where Mikey and Raph hug and they get all weird and like "wow what was that" "I think that was a hug" "ew let's never do that again" (NOT ACTUALLY LIKE THAT BUT I'M PARAPHRASING!!!)

THESE MENACES SO VERY OBVIOUSLY HUG ALL THE TIME!!!!!!!!!! THEY ARE SIBLINGS AND CLOSE ONES AT THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'VE SEEN THEM HUG OTHER TIMES!!!

I SWEAR I HAVE!!! DO NOT TELL ME I HAVEN'T, I WILL CRY /HJ /LH

MIKEY'S LOVE LANGAUGE IS SO CLOSE TO PHYSICAL TOUCH, IF NOT LITERALLY IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I ALSO THINK HE'S VERY ACTS OF SERVICE CODED BUT WERE NOT TALKING ABOUT THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

MY BOY(Michangelo of the TMNT Variety) IS SUCH A HUGGER AND RAPH SO TOTALLY INDLUGES(I'M PRETTY SURE THAT'S THE RIGHT WORD BUT IDK) HIM BECAUSE THEY ARE BROTHERS AND LOVE EACHOTHER AND IF ANYONE TELLS ME OTHERWISE I WILL SCREAM AT THEM /LH /HJ(I MIGHT IF I'M FEELING SILLY!)

RAPH MAY NOT BE A HUGGER MOST TIMES BUT YOU CAN'T TELL ME THAT BOY DOESN'T LOVE HIS BROTHERS!!!!!!!! YOU FUCKS!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

[the-black-manor]

Take my baby making wand deep into your wet caves. Feel how I hump my cock in and out of your silky window openings. Do you want my baby batter? I bet you want me to paint my spend all over your insides like michangelo painted the sistine chapel just more sexual and messy and hot.

Terrible. 10/10

[night-minstrel]

A person who I consider my Artist Friend™ told me today that my sketches of people look really good and it's like Michangelo told my silly little doodles are amazing

[thatseverythingilove]

ROTTMNT Leonardo x My OC - Chapter 2 : The wallet

Summary : Leonardo saved Robin, a beautiful woman, from brutes before he realized she took Splinter's wallet in which a family picture is ! He needs to get it back, quickly. (here chapter 1)

Warning : none ! Fluff, flirting ; Leonardo's brothers are quitters ; I was projected something hot but I'll save it for later ;-)

Short chapter, but I hope you will like it !

“Is somebody could tell me how long we'll do this ?” Asks Donatello with a big sigh “We're looking for this girl since one week !”

“Do you think I'm happy to go round in circles ?” Says harshly Leonardo “You are the tech man ! Use one of your so-wonderful invention to help us, instead of complain !”

“Surely my tech could help us if only we had a clue about our goal ! You might have thought about it if you hadn't been busy to flirt with her.”

“I didn't f-… ! And how could I've known what's going to happen ?”

“Keep cool, guys.” Says Michelangelo, hugging his angry blue brother “I'm sure we will find her soon. We'll get daddy's wallet back, go home and think about something else.”

“Here !” Yells Leonardo.

They lean over the building. Leonardo recognized Robin's figure walking on the street :

“It's her ! Brown hair and black jacket !”

“Oh, I do understand now.” Smiles Raphael.

“Oh mi gosh, she's so pretty !” Sings Michelangelo.

“Too much pretty for you, Nardo.” Finishes Donatello before being slapped on the head by his twin.

“Are you done ?” Scoffs the offended, loosing his patience “Remember why we're here, right ?”

“You're totally right, faceman. Go for it, we're watching you from here.” Says Raphael, sitting on the roof with Michangelo and Donatello “After all, dad lost his wallet because of you in the first place.”

"Are you serious ?"

"Hey, we helped you to find her, didn't we ?"

“Worry not, dear brother.” Adds Donatello with a smug smile “We will come to save you if the kitty shows its fangs.”

Leonardo is not even surprised.

Without a word, he's going down and waiting his prey in embush.

In one second, he's pulling Robin in the shadows.

The young woman thinks of one of her victims who comes for revenge. She smiles when she sees Leonardo :

“My pretty charming knight, here you are.”

“Did you miss me ?”

“Mmh… Let's say I was hoping we meet again.”

She's showing Splinter's wallet and taking the family picture out. The brothers understand why their father insisted so much to get it back.

Leonardo takes his sword :

“Okay, the fun ends now. Give me the wallet or I'll get it by myself.”

“No need to be this harsh. Catch it, hero.”

She's throwing the wallet in Leonardo's hands. He immediatly checks the inside.

“Where is the cash ?”

“Believe me or not, there wasn't any money in it in the first place.”

Leonardo wouldn't even be surprised if his family gave him an empty wallet for the joke. He faces his brothers' smiles ; they weren't even a little ashamed.

Leonardo didn't notice Robin turning around him.

“Hey, can we get to know each other ?” Asks the young woman behind his back with an innocent tone.

“What ?”

She moves her fingers forth along his arm and slowly takes his hand. Her voice is close to his ear.

“I fancy knowing what kind of man is hidding under this mask…”

Leonardo shivers by her touch, unable to think during a few seconds. This closeness, this words, this voice, this moves, everything in her is so sensual. Her hand is so soft. So warm. When she looks at him with her sweet black eyes, he could follow her to the end of the earth.

Is she a witch ?

But a disgusting smell wakes him up : Splinter's wallet and its sweat hints.

Leonardo remembers his brothers are watching him and frees himself to Robin's temptress grip :

“Sorry, milady, I'm expected somewhere. Perhaps another time, another place.”

He moves away and storing the wallet in his satchel, planning to go back to his brothers.

Amazed that the turtle can resist to her charms, Robin takes it as a challenge and smiles :

“Too bad. Is there a chance that we meet some day ?”

Leonardo, who grabbed a ladder, stoppes moving.

“You… You would like to see me again ?”

“Don't you ?”

She softly smiles at him. Leonardo's grin was about to appear when his phone rings. Raphael. The red turtle mutters with a firm tone :

“I can see you, Leo. Whatever she's saying : Don't. Come. Back. To. Her. She's a thief, a professional liar. Don't fall into her trap again !”

Leonardo knows his brother was right. But it's so hard to ignore this beautiful eyes, this charming smile.

He hears Raphael's voice in the phone but has only eyes for Robin.

She puts her hair behind her ear with a gentle smile. Leonardo feels his heart strongly beats in his chest, his checks are turning red.

“LEO !” Yells Raphael in the phone.

The blue turtle almost fell from the ladder.

“I… I have to go.” He says, embarrassed.

“Yeah, it seems so.” Says Robin with a soft chuckle “See you next time, my pretty charming knight.”

After a wave, she turns over and leaves. Leonardo feels a chill going down his spine as a smile appears on his face :

“She said she wants to see me again…” He mutters, before screaming in the phone “Guys, she said she wants to see me again !”

“Technically, she didn't say that…” Rectifies Donatello, without being heard.

They were particulary proud to give the wallet to Splinter who quickly inspects the inside.

“Don't worry, the photograph is still here.” Reassures Michelangelo.

“What photograph ?” Says Splinter just before raising his hand in a gesture of triumph and shouting “My favorite sushis restaurant's loyality card ! I only need one stamp to get a discount !”

End of the chapter 2

[padrespaleale]

Artists Creating Life

Who are your favorite artists? I admire those artists in every genre who can see beyond sight and have that innate talent to be open to possibilities. A Michangelo, who looked at a block of granite and saw David, who could, with a brush, paint the vibrancy of creation on a ceiling. Artists who looked up at a starry sky and saw something beautifully creative even as they suffered the loneliness…

[monstru99]

MORE cass apocalypse series coloring.

This panel had an absolute chokehold on me. I just love to see them happy🥹🥹

[thousandhandbrightskycannon]

they didn't have calculators when we first started going to space.

we do not have a modern equivalent of the pyramids of giza or the great wall of china.

there is so much ancient architecture that has survived for centuries that we have no equivalent for.

there is no modern michangelo's david.

there is no modern pieta.

the houses of worship we have now don't hold a candle to the temples of the past.

it's sad.

[davidapringle]

Did a lil fun shopping today Mario poster and Mikey figure #mariobros #teenagemutantninjaturtles #michangelo

[lagoonsmoon]

day seven: portrait

james doesn’t think this is a good idea, inez can tell. it’s obvious from the way he stands, she knows because this is not the first time she’s painted someone who is uncomfortable with it. she can tell he’s trying to hide his discomfort, he’s trying to perform well for her, to make her happy, and it’s endearing, if a little futile. his leg is turned out awkwardly, and he’s blinking at least two times as fast as usual.

“james, really, you don’t have to do this,” inez says, after 15 minutes of what can only be described as torture to james, if the look on his face is any indication. “if you look constipated the whole time anyway, it won’t produce a very good portrait.” she immediately regrets the comment once it falls out of her mouth, james’ face sinking and his expression turning apologetic.

“I’ve just never done this before, I wasn’t trying to look constipated, just tell me how to pose and I can do it, I swear,” james sits straighter, pulling his shoulders back. his jaw sets and he turns towards the easel, towards inez.

“is that a better angle?” his eyes look hopeful, earnest. inez nods silently, turning towards the canvas, blank but for a pale base she’s already painted. a moment passes.

“that’s better than my original thought, you’re a natural actually. maybe you should do this more often…?” inez trails off, dipping her brush into acrylics and mixing them on her tray, hoping her comments somewhat make up for her previous stupidity.

a stifled laugh comes from across the studio, and inez can tell james is making a concerted effort not to move an inch.

“I should help you with school projects more often, is what I’m hearing you say” james says sarcastically.

“no, I mean modeling, you have the endurance for it, and the helping me with school projects part… that’s just the added bonus of being friends with a michangelo” inez chuckles, focusing on perfecting the color of james’ reddish-brown freckles.

“well, michangelo, I had better not see any copies of my likeness on any creepy baby angel things, or on any ceilings. this shot has been licensed for one school project painting only, nothing else” inez was right, and james barely moves an inch as they converse, his pose held more comfortably now.

“I think you mean cherubs?” inez pictures james’ face squished onto a chubby little cherub with big, round, apple cheeks and can’t help but picture painting it. “i don’t paint cherubs, idiot, they’re too… pastel”

“ohh, I forgot, you’re too punk rock for that!” james says, “that explains this silly outfit!”

inez glances back up to him and then back to the in-progress painting, the dark, leather jacket coming into vision now.

“I didn’t really think about the outfit being so unnatural for you…” inez trails off, thinking of the bright outfit james was wearing earlier.

“it’s fine, it’s going to be sick. you’re gonna make me look so cool, that will be the really unnatural part. I can’t wait.”

[pharaoh-khan]

No ethnicity has importance to The Triquetra only the person most faithful in humankind history which is me thee michangelo virus Pharaɸh Kh🖖🏽𓈖 𓇽 𓀔 𓇴 Lord thee Apollo Midae