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[thatkoiboi]

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This is a fan comic inspired by Cass' Apocalyptic Series and is just my own little fan art of how Donnie and Casey could have gotten closer!

The creator is @/somerandomdudelmao

hebehjeabaje I did a warm up doodle of Mikey on the canvas and liked it so much I wanted to incorporate Mikey somehow (literally made up an excuse just to drop a bunch of easter eggs for fun).

[sealofarchives]

Could you create a headcanon for ‘Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles’ about what kind of fathers Leo, Raph, Donnie, and Mikey would be? I find this idea fun. :3

Headcanon: Rise!Turtles being dads and sweetest husband to the reader (Separate) (Requested prompt)

A/N: I'm still uncomfortable with the idea of aging up the guys towards "mature content."

However, this idea was really cute. It only made sense for this prompt where the guys are aged up with some reference to their bad end!future selves. I went with around early 30's when the turtle of your choice and the reader are in a committed relationship and currently raising a kid at the moment.

So please have common sense and think before typing some snarky response with 'oh aged up content is bad lol' (Because I will put those ideas on the 'do not write list' if people get too weird about it...)

Raph

You know how he has the habit of that one baby voice with Mayhem. (and a bit of the hey buddy tone towards Mikey or Donnie)

- His kid is never gonna escape from it. (even by the time the kid is a grown up)

He definitely panicked for a bit when his kid (during the energetic toddler phase) enjoyed climbing over a big guy like him.

- So he had to ask Donnie to make a battle shell specifically as a soft cushion. So the spiky shell doesn't accidentally scratch the kid.

Part of him is worried anytime he has to scold his kid. And only when you're around is when he feels okay to do so.

- He definitely does the "Did you ask (Y/N) if you could have another cookie?" sort of question. (Sometimes willing to go along with what his kid wants or following (Y/N) if he got caught spoiling the kid)

You're getting at least one peck on the cheek by the end of the day.

- Or earlier in the day if he accidentally woke you up.

Compared to his younger self who slightly whined about chores, he grew to enjoy it when both of you worked on it together.

- Laundry being one example where you're usually folding clothing fresh from the dryer. And he stacks a pile back into the clean basket/hamper.

His eyesight in the right eye has gotten a bit worse. (not as bad as his bad end counterpart where he needs an eyepatch) But, you often act as his extra set of eyes and call out to any surprise attacks.

- Which earned the title of you two with a tag team couple and he still blushes thinking about it.

Leo

Every few hours before a night patrol, he always checks in to see what his kid is up to and often gives a hug before leaving.

Often gives bedtime stories through retellings of Lou Jitsu's movies or Jupiter Jim's comics.

- Even acting out of some of the scenes before a yawn decides its time to sleep.

Gave one of his spare bandana scarves to his kid.

- Had the biggest grin on his face when the kid realized "Oh hey! We're matching!!!"

Almost similar to the night patrol part, but if you can't make it because of work or some other boring life detour.

- Its a portal away for a light hang out sesh. For both of you to take a breather away from the grown up life.

Late night conversations are just a regular thing between the two of you.

- Especially when he couldn't sleep. By the time he almost dozes off to sleep in your arms, he still playfully teases you that your voice is soothing to him.

When light conversations about the bad end future was brought up during a casual match of video games, he was never used to the idea that he had a prosthetic arm.

- You instantly hugged his right arm, jokingly reassuring him.

"As long as you can crack a joke in the most serious moment. I'll still know that its you Leo."

"Even in a timeline where, me and the guys were raised by Draxum?"

You gave the red slider turtle a 'really?' pout before he hugged you into his lap.

"Nah I'm just kidding, but for real though. Draxum's former henchmen are still goofballs that know their way around the city. I'm pretty sure that Leo could get a couple of one liners and maybe from you as well."

Donnie

Almost went into a frenzy trying to child-proof the lair. (Especially the month before the kid's arrival changed the atmosphere) But eventually settled down.

- Realizing it would have stressed his kid out by any sudden new changes (and a bit of his family and your help explaining the reasoning as well)

Leo's showboating energy transferred to him but, in a way that, the softshell turtle is very grateful. That he has you as a spouse and both of you raising a kid along side his sentient inventions. And will try to bring it up in any conversation.

- The whole wallet photo gag of him showing family pictures. You love this silly turtle but, usually lightly pinch his face if its the wrong time for that.

He lights up whenever his kid goes to him for any sort of question.

- He slightly restrains himself to avoid going overboard with the answer. But, his kid is smart enough to know that and sometimes tells you that he's not being himself again.

Cannot force himself to sleep unless you're beside him. (or if you have to drag him to bed yourself)

- The few times where he woke up while you were still sleeping. He always gives you a light hug and a kiss on the forehead before getting out of bed.

He subtly took interest in one of your hobbies. (Either an ongoing or a new one) Just so he can step away from a tedious project that was going nowhere and not bother you with the boring details about it.

- Sometimes mentioning a fun fact to impress you.

You gave into his idea of letting your kid have a similar weapon like Casey Jr's.

- Only when they reached their 13th birthday and learning the basics of: constructing it and fixing parts along side their dad. How to use it defensively, offensively, and etc.

Mikey

Considering how his future self had some hair on his head, he kept it long so he can do a few matching embarrassing baby photos to his kid.

- Like giving the kid a tiny ponytail and etc. He definitely cried a bit while having his signature grin when the kid pulled too hard on his hair, laughing at one of his jokes. And you had to step in to help him.

He knows how to work around some of his kid's picky eating habits. Usually making sure his kid is having fun or decorating the plate in an artistic manner.

- However, there are times when the kid can hide the veggie or fruit out of plain sight. Or his kid asks his uncles for help when Mikey's focused on some other thing.

Absolutely does that peek-a-boo trick with hiding his face or whole body into his shell.

- He was nervous at first, if the trick might have scared his kid but, no the kid was giggling. Curiously crawling towards him in awe of it.

Will sometimes make meals ahead of time. (often being, if you returned from work, too exhausted to greet him)

- Either leaving a note on a plastic container in the fridge of: [(Y/N)'s breakfast: DO NOT EAT unless you want an surprise session with Dr Delicate Touch </3] (this also applies to lunch as well)

On very rare occasions, he will temporary wear a cloaking brooch. If you're at an area isn't very friendly towards mutants and/or yokai.

- The one time that happened, is when you forgot to bring your lunch at a job that barely lasted a week. (Stuff that was out of your control but, he was relieved that you got out of that place before your coworkers decided to physically fight back at the manager)

Spends at least one day in the week with you to do some light meditative exercises.

- On the really bad days, he doesn't mind letting you hold his hand as a stress ball or just have a quiet moment to relax while his brothers babysit your kid.

[turtleblogatlast]

[ cw: dismemberment / ]

I think a lot about how Leo’s rescue could have easily ended in him losing a leg as the portal snaps shut on the Krang still clutching the limb, or, alternatively, only having Leo’s right arm make it out, still held dearly in his brother’s hand as the rest of Leo is left behind. (The latter hits even harder, as it directly parallels his future self in the worst of ways.)

I think a lot about how so many things could have gone wrong during the course of the movie with even a little bit of a change, but it really is harrowing how much of a coin-flip the entirety of the Prison Dimension rescue was.

[sofiasfanartcollection]

Day 24 of TMayNT: Favorite turtle + villain dynamic

I chose Hypno-potamus from Rise of the TMNT for this prompt :]

I love his character development and how he seems to grow a soft spot for the turtles.

These sketches are redrawn from screenshots except for the doodles of rabbits, doves etc :]

(Note: I chose to draw Hypno in a top hat rather than a turban because one of the writers who worked on the show said that Hypno was not wearing the turban for religious reasons. It was part of his costume. Also, Hypno’s canon design, especially as a human, has similarities to harmful stereotypes of Romani people—so a few of Hypno’s fans on here including me like to depict Hypno with a top hat instead.)

the TMayNT challenge is hosted by @mikasleaf see more at @tmaynt

[cake-chad]

I know some people are upset with the route they've gone for this season of SR, I'm personally fine with it, like they've said they did rush into the campaign and didn't get to establish world building much, and like Mace said during the break, the story is about the Stardust Rhapsody, which is the ship itself, characters come and go much like the ship and small crew they've taken inspiration from.

I think the only complaint I may have is having a character that doesn't speak common, it does make for funny situations where Derek gets to improvise his response, but having him not able to have significant conversations with anyone else? That's part of the heart of these campaigns, building the relationships between characters, so having him be essentially silent to everyone else is going to affect that :/

[donnies-low-empathy]

Rise Bad Future Timeline AU Ask Game

(Made for people like me who have too many thoughts and no good way to articulate them)

As is ask game etiquette, please send an ask to the person you reblog from!

General Questions:

1. 🏢 How big is the Resistance? Roughly how many people?

2. 🏠 What’s their base like? Do they have multiple?

3. ⛺️ Have they ever had to move bases?

4. 📡 Are there groups other than the Resistance? Are they on the same side?

5. 🍽️ How do they handle food and water?

6. 🐥 Are there any animals left?

7. 🩹 Who’s the medic? Are there multiple?

8. 🌟 Is there new art (music, painting, drawing, etc) being made in-universe? What’s it like?

9. 🪑 Is there a specific group of people making decisions? Who’s in it?

10. ⚔️ How does the Resistance decide who fights? Is it voluntary, involuntary?

11. 💣 How often do fights (physical or verbal) break out in the Resistance?

12. 🧪 Is there a way to un-krang-ify people? Will there be? If so, are there limits?

13. 🧫 How are illnesses and viruses dealt with? Are they more dangerous than before the apocalypse?

14. 🪽 What’s the rough yokai to human ratio in the Resistance?

Character Questions:

15. ❤️ Favourite future character?

16. 👤 Do you have any future OCs?

17. 🐇 Is there an Usagi in your AU?

18. 👑 Who’s the leader? How did they gain the role?

19. ☀️ How has [character] changed from their past self?

20. 👁️ What does [character] look like, now?

21.🧍 How tall is [character]?

22. 👥 What is the relationship like between [character] and [character]?

23.⚡️ Do the turtles have their ninpo?

24. 💥 If so, how has their ninpo changed? Has it stayed the same, gotten stronger, does it take less/more energy?

25. ☠️ Who dies first? How?

26. ⚰️ Who dies last? How?

27. 🧰 What is [character]’s role in the Resistance?

28. 👶 How does [character] feel about kids?

29. 🏒 How does [character] treat Casey Junior?

30. 🎮 How does [character] spend their free time?

31. 😵‍💫 How does [character] deal with stress?

32. 🪦 How does [character] deal with grief?

33. ✉️ What do the Resistance members think of [character]? Are they liked? Disliked? Why?

34. 🤖 Does Raph get turned into a robot?

35. 🦾 Does Leo lose his arm? How?

36. 💪 Does anybody else lose limbs? Who? Do they get prosthetics?

37. 📋 Does Mikey still have his Dr. Feelings and Dr. Delicate Touch personas?

38. 🤕 What’s the worst injury [character] has gotten?

39. 😰 What’s [characters]’s worst fear?

40. 🧬 Has Donnie ever fused with the technodrome?

41. 💼 Which character is the busiest?

42.🥛 Is [character] more optimistic or pessimistic?

43. 😓 What does [character] regret the most?

44. 😊 What is [character] most proud of?

(Both emojis and numbers so you can choose which one’s easier)

[ksnzuy]

۶ৎ The Lover Effect!

۶ৎ auth: <3

۶ৎ Summary: The boyfriend effect; you adopt your boyfriends mannerisms. However, the girlfriend effect, they adopt what you do.

۶ৎ: drabbles | gender neutral reader | fluff

۶ৎ Characters Included: Manjiro “Mikey” Sano, Ken “Draken” Ryuguji, Keisuke Baji, Chifuyu Matsuno, Kazutora Hanemiya, Izana Kurokawa, Nahoya “Smiley” Kawata, Souya “Angry” Kawata, Takashi Mitsuya, Hajime Kokonoi

۶ৎ Manjiro “Mikey” Sano

• Style Upgrade: Starts wearing cleaner, more polished outfits. He never cared much before, but now his clothes are less wrinkled, and he smells faintly of vanilla and fresh laundry.

• Emotional Maturity: Slowly learns to communicate better, though he still struggles with opening up completely. Your patience teaches him that being vulnerable doesn’t mean weakness.

• Healthier Habits: Starts eating more than just junk food because you remind him he needs proper meals.

—

Mikey sat on the couch, legs sprawled, watching you move around the kitchen. He had a plate of curry in front of him—a meal you made, light on the spice because he hated too much heat.

“Y’know,” he mumbled between bites, “I don’t even like curry that much.”

You raised an eyebrow. “So why’s the plate almost empty?”

“Dunno.” He shrugged, looking away. But you caught it—the tiniest smile tugging at his lips. “It just tastes better when you make it.”

۶ৎ Ken “Draken” Ryuguji

• Style Upgrade: His hair stays neat, and he’s more mindful of keeping his tank tops clean. He even switches to cologne instead of relying on the scent of motor oil.

• Ambition Boost: Becomes more serious about expanding the shop because he wants stability for the future.

• Better Communication: He starts explaining his feelings more instead of bottling them up, thanks to your influence.

—

Draken stood beside his bike, wiping the grease off his hands. You watched him, arms crossed, eyes narrowing slightly.

“What?” He smirked, but there was a softness in his eyes.

“Did you… clean the garage?”

He shrugged, avoiding your gaze. “Thought it was about time. Can’t have you breathing in dust every time you come around.”

You tilted your head. “Since when do you care about dust?”

“Since you started coming by.” His voice was quieter now, almost shy. “Can’t have my lover dealin’ with all that.”

۶ৎ Keisuke Baji

• Style Upgrade: He still wears his leather jacket, but now it’s less ripped, and his boots aren’t caked in mud. He’ll never admit it, but he likes when you compliment how he looks.

• Healthier Habits: He cuts back on junk food (a little) because you nag about it.

• Emotional Maturity: Learns not to blow up when things go wrong, trying to stay calm because he knows you hate yelling.

—

Baji leaned against his bike, arms crossed, waiting for you after class. His usual wild grin softened when he spotted you.

“Yo.” He handed you a drink, your favorite.

“Since when do you remember what I like?” You teased, taking a sip.

“Since I started actually listening,” he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. “Don’t make a big deal outta it, okay?”

But the way his eyes lingered on you a little longer than usual? That said everything.

۶ৎ Chifuyu Matsuno

• Style Upgrade: He switches from mismatched outfits to more coordinated ones—sometimes even matching your color palette without realizing it.

• Ambition Boost: Becomes more serious about managing the pet shop, thinking about the long-term future.

• Better Communication: Learns to be more honest about his feelings, not just brushing things off.

—

Chifuyu stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his hoodie. You leaned against the doorframe, watching with an amused smile.

“New fit?”

“Uh… yeah.” He glanced at you, cheeks flushing slightly. “Figured I should stop looking like I just threw on whatever I found.”

You stepped closer, fingers brushing over his sleeve. “Trying to impress someone?”

“Maybe.” His voice was barely above a whisper, but the look in his eyes told you exactly who.

۶ৎ Kazutora Hanemiya

• Style Upgrade: Starts wearing softer colors because you told him he looked good in them.

• Healthier Habits: He’s more mindful of sleeping enough and eating better because you’re always worried about him.

• Emotional Maturity: Learns to control his impulsive outbursts, wanting to be a calmer version of himself for you.

—

Kazutora sat beside you, his head resting on your shoulder as you scrolled through your phone.

“Hey,” you murmured, “you’ve been quiet.”

“Just… thinking.” His voice was soft, barely above a whisper.

“About what?”

“About how… I’m lucky you stuck around.” His fingers brushed lightly against yours, his grip hesitant. “I’m trying, y’know? To be… better.”

And he was.

۶ৎ Izana Kurokawa

• Style Upgrade: Starts paying more attention to how he looks, favoring neutral tones that complements your outfits.

• Better Communication: He opens up about his fears and insecurities, something he never thought he’d do.

• Ambition Boost: He works harder to stabilize Tenjiku, not just for power but to build something stable for the both of you.

—

Izana stood by the window, staring out at the city below. You walked up behind him, resting a hand on his back.

“Lost in thought again?”

“Just… thinking about the future.” His voice was distant, but there was a softness in it.

“You’re not alone in that anymore, you know.”

His hand found yours, squeezing gently. “I know. That’s why I want to make sure… it’s a future you’d want, too.”

۶ৎ Nahoya “Smiley” Kawata

• Style Upgrade: His clothes get a little less chaotic, matching his accessories to his outfits (sometimes).

• Emotional Maturity: He learns to read the room better, understanding when to dial down the jokes.

• Healthier Habits: He cuts back on staying up all night because you nag him about taking care of himself.

—

Nahoya sat beside you, legs stretched out in front of him.

“Yo,” he nudged you lightly, “notice anything different?”

You glanced at him, noticing his shirt wasn’t as wrinkled, and his nails were… clean?

“You… took care of yourself?”

“Figured I’d start lookin’ decent since I’m always standing next to someone as divine as you.” He winked, but there was a hint of sincerity behind the playful grin.

۶ৎ Souya “Angry” Kawata

• Style Upgrade: Starts wearing softer fabrics because you said they feel nice when you hug him.

• Better Communication: He opens up about his emotions more instead of bottling them up.

• Healthier Habits: He starts drinking more water and taking vitamins because you remind him.

—

Souya sat at the kitchen table, quietly sipping the tea you made for him.

“Did you… put honey in this?”

“Yeah,” you smiled softly. “It’s good for your throat.”

He glanced away, cheeks slightly flushed. “Thanks… I, uh, started taking those vitamins you gave me, too.”

You blinked, surprised. “Really?”

“Yeah.” His eyes met yours, softer than usual. “You… worry about me too much. I don’t wanna make you worry more.”

۶ৎ Takashi Mitsuya

• Style Upgrade: Starts incorporating subtle hints of your favorite colors into his designs.

• Ambition Boost: He becomes more focused on expanding his brand, wanting to create a future where you’re both secure.

• Emotional Maturity: He becomes more expressive, showing affection in quieter, meaningful ways.

—

Mitsuya sat at his sewing machine, fabric draped across his lap.

“What’s that?” You leaned over, curiosity piqued.

“Something… for you.” He didn’t meet your gaze, but the blush on his cheeks was impossible to miss.

“For me?”

“Yeah.” He finally looked up, a soft smile tugging at his lips. “Wanted to make sure you had something that… reminds you of me.”

۶ৎ Hajime Kokonoi

• Style Upgrade: He starts wearing softer tones that match your style, even ditching all-black sometimes.

• Ambition Boost: His business ventures become more personal, focusing on stability rather than just money.

• Emotional Maturity: He learns to prioritize love over material gain, valuing your presence more than anything.

—

Kokonoi sat across from you at the café, his usual suit replaced with a sweater in a soft shade of cream.

“New look?” You teased, eyeing him with a raised brow.

“Maybe.” He sipped his coffee, avoiding your gaze. “Figured… I should try something different.”

“Because of me?”

His lips quirked into a small smile. “Because I want to be someone… who fits into your world.”

[kathaynesart]

The eye of the hurricane. I like to think Cassandra sometimes called the brothers by the nicknames their dad used, given they were probably pretty close before his passing.

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Man oh man, this one was way messier and off model than my last few updates but whatever, we got to keep this ball rolling! Life's been crazy so I've had to take some unwanted breaks in between updates. Thanks everyone for your patience as always!

One thing I wanted in this flashback was to really get a sense of how the brothers worked as an experienced team with Leo at the helm as a proper leader. It's something we never got to see much of in Rise and I felt it was important to include since half the team is already gone by the time of Replica. Team Dynamics Ted Talk under the cut!

We know from Casey Jr that Leo stressed the importance of listening to your team. A big part of that also means knowing how to communicate with them in general.

With Michelangelo, he keeps it short and succinct, trusting his brother to know what he's doing when in his element. This trust goes a long way with Mikey, having spent years of his youth as the baby striving for the respect he felt he deserved. Leo knows it's best to not bog Mikey down with details, allowing him to improvise as needed. This unspoken freedom has only grown over time as Mikey has dipped deeper into spiritual arts that, frankly, go completely over Leo's head.

The greatest sacrifice Leo has ever made was read Donnie's Big Book of Bad Guy Codes. While he doesn't remember ALL the numbers, he has memorized the ones that matter and it has helped tremendously in avoiding miscommunication with his genius brother. More importantly it silenced any of Donnie's usual belly-aching. As Leo's "twin"/"equal" the two still butt heads from time to time. Donnie respects his brother's authority (mostly) but will still push the boundaries of what he's allowed on a semi-regular basis. Give Donnie an inch and he will take the mile and then find a loop hole that allows him to go twenty miles more. This is partially due to him often being the one left behind at HQ, making the turtle just a TAD stir crazy. Leo does his best to keep him in line regardless.

Big brother Raph will forever and always be big brother to Leo. As such he holds a place of authority in Leo's heart and is someone he still regularly seeks counsel from in both the ways of leadership and more. Raph is always happy to support his younger brother and does a surprisingly good job (albeit after years of practice) of walking the line so as not to step on his brother's toes in the process. At least not since the secret of "the Key" blew up in their faces several years ago. They don't talk about that anymore. Leo is the leader now and he's done a great job in recent years as far as Raph is concerned. He trusts him to make the right call. The two have a close bond and regularly use mind meld to quickly communicate rather than speak ...this will be important to remember for the future.

Hope that overall feeling came through for this group!

[anisespice]

“ accidents happen ” || tokyo rev.

cont. two

synopsis: in which they discover you had their child and kept it from them all these years later.

pairing: bonten x fem!reader [ mikey, ran, sanzu ]

warnings: mature content ahead. MDI. mature language, crude humor, angst (if you squint really hard), deadbeat!bonten (unintentionally), not proof-read so there may be errors lol and i think that’s it :))

notes: i just want the drama >:) may make more parts, and even extend said headcannons into longer fics in the future, but wanted to post something quick for mother’s day. hope you enjoy!

When you disappeared off the face of the earth, MIKEY had never been the same. One fight. One argument that spiraled out of control, and you were just gone...

He had people looking for you for about a couple years, the trail ran cold after a while and he had half a mind to think you were dead. Up until he got intel of your whereabouts one morning during a meeting.

That man got up and left immediately.

He wasn’t accompanied with any of his men, only because he didn’t want to draw any unwanted attention in the broad daylight. Sure, him wearing a black hood, ball cap, and mask in a park didn’t really help him look inconspicuous but it at least concealed his identity enough for him to blend in. Mikey sat on a bench for a good forty minutes, anxious, making anyone who passed him shiver from his intense aura alone; even birds walked around him. After almost an hour of waiting, he began to feel frustrated. Perhaps, the intel was false. Just as he went to stand, already conjuring up ways to have Sanzu execute the idiot who wasted his time, he heard it.

Your voice. Seizing him, like a siren’s call.

His eyes were alert, darting around until they landed on your figure, spotlighted by the sun, like an angel descending from the heavens. You looked good, healthy. That was good. An array of emotions fought for their turn in Mikey’s heart—Relief, distress, anger, nostalgia. He couldn’t just pick one, especially when it came to you. As he watched from his spot, doing his best to not seem suspicious, he clocked the people you were approaching with excitement, your peppy stride as you waved at, what he presumed, to be mother and daughter.

However, his entire world turned upside down when the little girl extended out her arms towards you, and said “Mama!”

“Hello, my darling.~” You cooed, taking her into your awaiting arms from the woman, embracing the toddler tightly. “Mama missed you so much.”

“Missed you, mama!” was the child’s reply, followed by her giggles.

A bucket of cold water would’ve been better than this. Watching you converse with who he now assumes to be the babysitter, Mikey felt faint. Vision blurring, head pounding, heart clenching. You…you…no. There’s no way. You wouldn’t have moved on…you couldn’t have, not like this, not from him. You loved him, didn’t you? You still love him, didn’t you?

How could you…how could you?

Before he knew it, he started to follow you around. From the park, to the store, all the way back to your apartment. He already phoned some of the executives to start working in on the babysitter, and anyone else in your new found circle for information. He wanted answers. He needed them.

By the time you began fixing dinner, with your daughter laid down for a nap, you receive a knock at your door. Who could that be at this hour?

RAN was chilling outside the rendezvous spot for something the boss and a few other execs were participating in, having a smoke, minding his business, up until he sees a little girl with pigtails wearing a school uniform approaching, standing before him and just…staring. She barely came up to his thighs, could've been no older than seven. She was practically staring into his soul with bright lavender eyes that scarily reminded him of Rin’s when he was that age.

He stared back, head tilted as he blew out the smoke from the corner of his mouth. The hell was a kid doing on this side of town?

Then, after an uncomfortable staring contest, the little girl points at his cigarette. “My ma says those things are bad for you.”

Ran raised a brow, “Does she now?”

“Mmhm! She says it makes people unhappy.”

He offered a thoughtful nod, an amused grin spreading across his face. “Mm. Do I look unhappy?”

The girl looked at Ran for a minute, eyes squinted. Eventually, she shook her head. “No. But, ma also says people who are always unhappy get better at hiding it.”

Ran’s grin faltered. Her unwavering stare started to unnerve him, especially after hearing such a heavy statement come from such a small package.

After a brief moment of silence, he chuckled softly, taking one last drag of his cigarette before flicking it away. He exhaled. “Smart woman.”

The little girl beamed, “Mmhm! My ma knows a lot of stuff.”

“Tsk. But not ‘Stranger Danger’, apparently.”

She tilted her head, curious. “Huh?”

“You shouldn’t be wandering around by yourself, let alone approaching someone you don’t know. ‘s not safe. Especially for nosy little girls who stick their noses in other people’s business. Your ma never taught you that?”

The little girl rolled her eyes, hands on her hips. “Duh. Of course she did. Everyone knows that rule,” she exasperated. Ran snorted, but yielded when she squinted at him, pointing as she sassed. “And I do so know you, so you’re not a stranger.”

This time, Ran couldn’t help the incredulous laugh. “Oh, you know me, huh? That’s not good. ‘m supposed to keep a low profile. Say, you ain’t a cop are you?” He teased, earning another eye roll.

“No. Too small to be a cop, dummy.”

“Oh, pardon me, I didn’t notice. Where do you know me from, then?”

The little girl pointed over to the building..where the executives were having their meeting. She beamed, “Ma’s works in there. On important people days she can’t get me from school, so she tells me to come straight here, and to not talk to the purple man that stands near the building. She says you’re mean.”

Ran smirked, then gave a half-hearted shrug.

“She also says you’re my pa. But, I never believed her. You’re too old.”

Ran’s smirk dropped.

Whether more from the first comment or the last, you decide. But, one thing was for certain: he needed another cigarette.

SANZU cackled watching some guy struggle to round up a couple of rowdy twins at the convenience store. One was knocking shit off the shelves while the other ran circles around the guy. It was what he needed for his bitch of a hangover, a good laugh to distract from the ache in his skull.

However, he wasn’t laughing for long when you came around the corner of the isle, holding a few items with a smile on your face that soon faded once you saw the scene unfolding before you; the pinkette thought he was still tripping balls. Blinking a few times to allow any after effects of the drugs to clear up, when you didn’t disappear he used his long legs to swiftly yeet behind one of the shelves, peering around it like some paranoid stalker. The last time you had spoken, you had threatened to castrate him with your teeth if you ever saw him again.

And he’d be damned if he tried your bluff.

He watched in awe as you straightened those twins up quick. If he didn’t know any better, he would’ve thought they were trained to obey you, and only you. Any other authority be damned. While the guy was putting all the stuff back on the shelves, sweaty and out of breath, you gently reprimanded them for causing trouble. You still made that cute pouty face you always did whenever you were mad at him…

“What did we talk about earlier? Hm? Mr. Satoru was very kind to help mama today, you know. You two promised me you’d be on your best behavior for him.”

Sanzu gagged. This was the rebound you let nut in you? This huffy moron who can’t handle a couple of ankle biters, this was your king? He had half a mind to just gut the guy to put him out of his misery from that pathetic display from earlier, alone. He couldn’t imagine how difficult it must be back home. He remembers when he was that age—Rowdy, reckless, the Antichrist. Adorable, but deadly. God bless that poor bastard’s soul.

Wait…Mister? Not…dad?

The first twin whined, stomping their feet. “He’s too boringggg!”

Come to think of it…if Sanzu squinted…the longer he looked at the little family…he swore the more he saw the resemblance of himself in the tiny gremlins. From the hair, to the eyes, all the way down to the mannerisms…Hang on. When had been the last time you two fucked? Three…no, was it four years ago?

The second twin huffed, pointing at the man. “Yeah! And he’s jus’ being nice so that he can sleep in your bed, mama!”

You flushed, nervously chuckling as you looked around to make sure no one heard. Sanzu ducked behind a bag of chips, now nothing but eyes peeking through the gaps of food on the shelf.

So…that loser’s not the father? Then…could that mean..?

“He’s mama’s boyfriend, remember? He’s allowed to do that. And he’ll be around for a while, so I want you two to be nice, okay?”

“…okay, mama.” They grumbled.

Sanzu almost popped a blood vessel, fist clenched around a bag of Lays and nearly busting it. He chuckled darkly, “Oh. We’ll see about that.”

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♡. TOKYO REVENGERS OMEGAVERSE

𐐪 alpha! tokyorev x omega! reader · (draken, ryusei, kazutora, hanma, rindou, sanzu, shinichiro, chifuyu, baji, mikey)

— synopsis : their girlfriend says something totally innocent, or she thought. they catch the double meaning right away, while she remains clueless.

cw : suggestive dialogue, innocent and clueless girlfriend, misunderstandings, sexual references, kinda nsfw.

note : i'm slowly restyling my blog, finally saying bye to the red & strawberry-coded vibe. this post is part of the new look (although the only change here is the colour, and i also might change it again in the future). but i'm also working on a new masterlist layout. curious to know how you feel about the softer format (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡

MY MASTERLIST : 💌

♡. ALPHA! DRAKEN (guys love when girls make sounds)

you're walking home with draken after a late dinner, the city quiet around you, just the echo of your steps and the occasional passing car. his jacket is slung over your shoulders, and you’re sharing a bag of snacks you picked up at the store.

you bite a biscuit, then say thoughtfully, “my friends said guys really like when omegas make noises.”

draken slows a little beside you. “…noises?”

you nod, completely casual, thinking about the conversation you had earlier. “yeah. like when we’re eating or watching something. they said alphas feel more connected or something when they can hear what you’re feeling instead of just guessing.”

he stops mid-step, and turns his head slowly toward you.

you only blink up at him, a little confused. “what?”

draken presses his tongue to the inside of his cheek, watching your face like he’s trying to figure out if you’re messing with him. but you’re not. at all.

and so he exhales slowly through his nose and keeps walking.

you keep going too, unfazed. “they were saying stuff like, ‘don’t just sit there, if it’s good, let him hear it.’” you say, imitating one of your friends with a laugh. “‘make a little sound, show appreciation, y’know?’ i guess alphas are more sensory-driven?”

draken is staring ahead now, jaw a little tight.

but you dont notice any change in him, so you keep going, and glance up at him again. “i’ve been trying it. like earlier at dinner when that soup hit just right? I was like ‘mmh’ without even thinking.”

“…yeah.” draken’s voice comes out lower than usual. “i noticed.”

you smile brightly, proud of your progress. “right? it kinda feels nice too. like I’m not holding anything in.”

he hums, hand tightening slightly on the convenience bag. but as usual, you don’t notice.

“i think i’ll try it when we watch that movie you picked out. let myself be a little more expressive.”

draken clears his throat, shifting the bag to his other hand. “just—maybe tone it down if there are other guys around.”

you blink. “huh? why?”

he glances at you, expression unreadable. “because i know what they’ll hear when you do that.”

you frown in confusion, gentle eyes trying to understand what he meant by reading his face. “hear what?”

but he doesn’t answer. instead, he just puts his arm around your shoulders, gently pulling you a little closer to his side. his scent settles heavier around you, it's warm and grounding, you always love when he does that. it makes you feel safe.

“…what did you think i meant?” you ask.

he chuckles, lowly. “nothing, baby. just remind me to have a little talk with your friends.”

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♡. ALPHA! RYUSEI (nervous with first times...)

the sun’s lowering over the park, soft orange stretching across the concrete path as ryusei walks beside you, one hand tucked into his pocket, the other holding the soda you’ve both been sipping from.

your scent is warm in the evening air, the kind of softness only an omega can have, the one that lingers subtly when you’re relaxed.

you’re sitting on the edge of a bench now, legs swinging slightly. you take the soda back, fiddling with the straw mindlessly with your fingers. and then you say it, all quiet and casual :

“i get kinda nervous with first times.”

ryusei pauses, just a second too long and then repositions himself slightly, leaning an elbow on the backrest, his eyes sharp now.

“first times?” he repeats, his voice was soft but laced with interest. “you mean, like… trying new things?”

you nod without looking up, lips curling around the straw, taking another sip.

“yeah. i never know what to say. i always overthink it. but… i like figuring it out with someone I trust.”

and with that, he stills. because there’s no way you realize what that sounds like.

and yet, you're all soft posture, calm breathing, sitting close enough that your scent reaches him, untouched by the breeze. you’re not even doing anything, just being yourself in the most innocent way.

ryusei clears his throat, covering the heat crawling up the back of his neck.

“right,” he says, with a low smirk. “good thing i’m pretty experienced.”

and at that, you giggle, finally looking up at him. “you mean with awkward new things?”

“sure. whatever you call them.”

and then, there’s a slight pause. and just when he thinks you’re about to shyly apologise for saying something so out of pocket, the way you always do when you catch yourself thinking out loud, you tilt your head up and add : “like the first time i had to cook for a whole family. i totally froze. i didn’t even know how to preheat the oven.”

ryusei blinks at your confession, totally thrown.

“…oh,” he says, slightly after. and then he chuckles, leaning back and letting the tension leave his shoulders.

“that’s… not what i thought you meant.”

and you frown softly at him, not sure what he actually had in mind. “what’d you think i meant?”

“never mind,” he says, smiling lazily. his voice is lower now, but in a calm way. though you didn't notice how tensed he had been since you started talking.

you laugh a little, oblivious. “i burned the garlic bread. i was so embarrassed. but i didn’t feel as bad after, because they still liked it.”

and he watches you as talk, all sweet and happy, head tilted slightly. “you always do that.”

“do what?”

“talk like that.” his eyes narrow a little, still amused. “say stuff that sounds like something else, and act like you’ve got no idea.”

you blink slowly at him, looking genuinely confused. “…something else like what?”

he doesn’t answer you. he just leans in, close enough to catch another inhale of your scent, and takes the bottle from your hand.

“you really don’t know, huh?”

you smile easily with that soft look you always give him, shrugging. “i just like talking to you.”

ryusei exhales through his nose, something between a laugh and a sigh. his instincts tickling him upon witnessing how oblivious you could get.

he ends up handing you the soda back. “you’re dangerous.”

and you blink again, soft scent hugging him almost mockingly. “what?”

“nothing,” he says, dismissing your question. “you wanna go get dinner?”

and you nod, hopping up without hesitation, brushing your hand against his arm in passing, delighted to be spending time with your boyfriend.

and ryusei follows, quiet, amused, and just a little bit on edge, wondering how long he’s going to survive this kind of innocence.

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♡. ALPHA! KAZUTORA (been doing lots of stuff with other guys lately...)

you’re sitting side by side on the couch, both scrolling lazily on your phones. the room is totally quiet except for the faint city sounds slipping through the windows.

you're thinking a bit too much, as usual, and that's when, out of nowhere, you say like it’s nothing : “i’ve been doing a lot of stuff with other guys lately.”

kazutora’s eyes snap up, heart pounding a little faster. he tries to keep calm, but his voice drops low, cautious. “stuff?”

you bite your lip, thinking for a second, which doesn't help your case.

“yeah… like hanging out, talking, and sometimes they ask me to give them a hand with things.”

kazutora freezes for a moment, his mind racing. 'give them a hand' sounds innocent enough, but there’s an edge to it that makes him extra cautious, especially since kazutora knows how you somehow always end up in weird situations.

and so he leans in, voice quieter but tense. “what kind of things?”

you shrug, totally unaware of the implications. “oh, you know… stuff like helping them study or giving advice for group projects, but sometimes they ask for… other stuff too."

kazutora’s jaw tightens. his protective instincts kicking in hard, heart hammering, he doesn't know where this is going, but he somehow absolutely hates it.

“other stuff?”

you nod like it’s no big deal. “yeah, like sometimes they want me to do things i’m not really sure about. but I just say yes, I don’t like turning people down.”

kazutora exhales slowly but the worry doesn’t leave his eyes, it even gets worse, scent barely held in. he’s silent for a moment, trying to imagine what she might mean. his mind spins through possibilities, tension taking over all his senses.

“you’re telling me other guys ask you for things you don’t even wanna do… and you just go along with it?” he finally says quietly, trying to keep his voice steady.

you smile softly, still clueless. “yeah, basically. but it’s easier to just help out than explain why not.”

kazutora nods slowly, his jaw ticks and he laughs once, bitterly, like he can’t believe you just said that so casually. a few seconds pass in silence, the air thick with his rising anger, unsure what to say first, how to address the fact that other alphas have been taking advantage of your sweet nature.

but you don't notice that, and you add casually, "like the other day, this guy i don't even know asked me to help him practice introducing himself before a big meeting. he was really nervous.”

kazutora blinks, the tension draining away. his expression shifts to confusion, absolutely blown away by what you just said. but relief soon takes over his mind.

“wait… that’s it?”

you grin, completely unaware of the panic you just put him through. “yeah! i’m just too nice, i guess.”

kazutora laughs softly, shaking his head. he reaches over and kisses your forehead, feeling lighter now that the misunderstanding is cleared.

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♡. ALPHA! HANMA (like warm and sticky stuff)

the kitchen smells like vanilla and cinnamon, warm and sweet and a little chaotic. there's flour on the counter, a spoon is dropped into the sink, and you're leaning over the mixing bowl, swiping some of the gooey batter onto your finger with a satisfied hum.

hanma stands across from you, sleeves rolled up, grinning as you sneak another taste.

“god, i love swallowing warm, sticky stuff,” you sigh, licking your finger clean. “it reminds me of when i was little and used to eat frosting off the spoon. it’s just so comforting.”

and there’s a pause. then, with a loud clang, hanma drops the mixing bowl.

batter splatters onto the floor in slow motion, and you let out a startled yelp, “hanma! that was our last batch!”

but he’s not listening. instead, he’s bent over, bracing himself against the counter, laughing so loud. his whole body shakes, and he actually wipes a tear from the corner of his eye.

“you—” his laughter makes it hard to speak clearly, “you’re gonna be the death of me, baby.”

you frown, crouched down with a rag in your hand, already cleaning his mess. “what? i was just talking about the batter.”

he stares at you, absolutely delighted. “you don’t even know what you just said, do you?”

you tilt your head, confused, and repeat yourself. “that i like eating the warm—”

he practically chokes hearing you, grabbing the edge of the counter to steady himself.

“oh, my sweet baby,” he says between laughs, “you say the filthiest things with the most innocent face.”

your eyebrows knit together, clearly confused. “i’m not filthy! i was just—”

“—swallowing something warm and sticky, yeah, i got it.” he finishes, still grinning like it’s the best thing he’s heard all week.

you narrow your eyes at him. “why is that funny?”

he walks around the counter, still laughing under his breath as he crouches down to help you clean up the spilled batter, hand brushing yours as he leans close enough for his voice to drop lower. "you're dangerous, y'know that? sayin' stuff like that with no clue what it does to me."

you blink, soft eyes looking up at his amused face. “...for saying i like cake batter?”

and he just laughs again, shaking his head, clearly giving up on trying to explain.

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♡. ALPHA! RINDOU (guys love it when girls use their mouth)

you and rindou are sitting on the rooftop of your apartment building, the city lights twinkling below you. the night air is cool, you’re sharing a bag of chips and you’re mid-rant about your younger cousin’s school struggles.

“she’s so stressed,” you say, frowning as you remember the phone call you just had with her. “she says the boys in her class never get what she’s trying to say, and she ends up getting blamed for stuff during group work.”

rindou hums disinterestedly beside you, more focused on your voice than the actual words. he likes how you talk when you’re distracted : thoughtful, cute, a little out of breath from talking so much, and that sweet scent you let out only near him.

you dig in the bag for more chips and add, almost too calmly for him, “apparently guys love it when girls use their mouth.”

his heart misses a beat and he's snapping his head towards you. “…what?”

you glance up at him, puzzled. “yeah, like when they explain things properly? instead of just expecting guys to magically understand.”

he stares at you for a while, like he just got hit by a brick. but you don’t notice, as you’re too busy unwrapping the chocolate you found in your pocket.

“my cousin said the boys get super frustrated when girls just kind of stare and wait for them to guess what they mean. so i told her : just use your mouth. speak up. say what you want.”

he covers the lower half of his face with his hand, ears flushed pink. “please stop saying it like that,” he mutters under his breath.

you blink at him, absolutely confused at the change in his scent. “huh?”

“nothing,” he coughs, shaking his head, lips twitching as he tries to erase a grin. “just… remind me never to let you give advice when I'm not around.”

you shrug, tossing the wrapper into back into your pocket, “why? i think i give great advice.”

he doesn't respond, simply laughs at you, and how cute you're being. so you give him a playful nudge, not understanding where his agitation comes from. “you’re weird.”

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♡. ALPHA! SANZU (a nice, deep sleep)

you’re lying stretched out on the couch, the late afternoon sun spreading its soft shadows around the room. your voice is low and almost dreamy when you whisper, “i like it when i can’t move the next morning. it means it was a good night.”

sanzu, sitting beside you, blinks slowly, his eyes narrowing, playful but confused. “...what kind of night are we talking about here?”

you grin, brushing a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “sleep, silly. like, a really deep kind of sleep. you know, the kind where you wake up sore all over but totally refreshed.”

he lets out a slow breath, dragging a hand down his face as his expression softens into something almost amused, looking at you with gentle eyes, as if you were the most precious thing ever. “baby, you don’t make it easy for me, do you?”

you lift your head, catching his eyes with a small, innocent smile. “well, maybe i like it when you tire me out.”

sanzu’s eyes darken just a little at that, and he moves closer to you, his voice dropping low and calm. “well, next time, just tell me. i want to be ready for you.”

you sit back, feeling the warmth of him beside you, his presence comfortable and making you feel safe and protected.

and the subtle hum of his steady breathing tells you he’s more than willing, even proud, to take care of his omega, no matter what kind of night it is. (soft sanzu!!!)

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♡. ALPHA! SHINICHIRO (need both hands)

you’re trying to help shinichiro carry a heavy box into the house, even though he insisted you stay still and safe.

the edges dig into your palms, and you’re struggling to keep a grip. suddenly, your fingers slip, and the box tilts dangerously.

you gasp, dropping it with a soft noise on the floor. “oh my god, it slipped out of my hands... it was so thick, I could barely wrap my fingers around it.”

shinichiro freezes, eyes wide in a second before his breath stays stuck in his throat. “…what now?”

you huff, rubbing your palms like that’ll make the sting go away, admitting shinichiro was right and that you should've just rested on the couch.

“the box,” you say, cheeks flushing faintly, “the corners are just too wide. you’re stronger than me though, so you can probably handle it better.”

he blinks slowly, then looks up at the ceiling as if asking the sky to give him patience. his voice is low, with a mixture of exasperation and amusement, visibly shocked at what can come out of his omega's mouth so innocently.

“i am SO in love with you, but damn, you say some wild stuff.”

you roll your eyes playfully at him and start to walk past him, muttering under your breath, “i'll need both hands next time.” oblivious to the way he almost drops to his knees at your innocent words, that sounded way too dirty for him.

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♡. ALPHA! CHIFUYU (so big it breaks your jaw)

you’re sitting outside the konbini store, sipping a peach juice from the carton. chifuyu sits beside you, slowly unwrapping his sandwich without saying much, only listening to your rambling.

you take a bite of your snack and mutter, “ugh, that was way bigger than i expected.”

that catches his attention, and chifuyu glances over, eyebrows knitting slightly in concern.

“like, i thought it’d be bite-sized, but my jaw literally cracked trying to get a single bite.”

you say it completely casually, as if you’re just talking about the size of your snack, which you are. meanwhile, chifuyu’s eyes look down for a moment, his throat tightens, and he shifts awkwardly, clearly caught off guard by the unintended double meaning.

“you… you okay?” he asks, voice a little unsteady, playing it cool but failing miserably.

you nod, poking at your wrapper and smiling softly. “yeah, just didn’t expect it to be that big. didn’t look that way from the outside.”

chifuyu clears his throat, cheeks flushing faintly, and he quickly looks away, blinking rapidly as if trying to reset his thoughts. feeling guilty for what goes through his head when you look so clueless and peaceful, munching on a little piece of chocolate you took from the bag.

you smile at him, oblivious to how flustered he’s gotten, and keep sipping your juice. chifuyu slowly calms down, thanking the comforting pheromones you let out, and reminding himself to keep his cool next to you.

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♡. ALPHA! KAKUCHO (poor gag reflex)

you’re sitting side by side on the couch with kakucho, sharing a big cup of bubble tea. the kind scent of your boyfriend surrounds you as you chew thoughtfully on one of the tapioca pearls.

and suddenly, you pause, brows furrowing slightly. “i always forget i have a really sensitive gag reflex.”

kakucho’s eyes narrow just a bit, his breathing steady but there's a faint surprise inside his gaze. “you do?”

you nod at his question, swirling the straw between your fingers. “yeah. these pearls... if i don’t chew them enough, they get stuck. one moment i’m fine, the next i’m tearing up like I’m about to cry.”

he watches you carefully, expression calm but clearly registering the unintentional effect of your words, amused but worried at how casually you can say such stuff.

he leans back slowly and lets out a shaky breath, voice low and even. “you don’t realize what you say sometimes, do you?”

you look up at him, genuinely confused, scent soft and innocent. “huh? i’m just talking about the boba.”

his eyes darken slightly as he meets your gaze, voice dropping again, low and steady. “you make it harder than it has to be".

you smile softly, oblivious to the weight behind his words, deciding to just go back to sipping your drink.

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♡. ALPHA! BAJI (love to keep a mouth full)

you’re sitting outside, enjoying each other's presence, your soft scents enveloping the both of you. the sun is slowly setting, the day coming to an end, leaving you all tired and in your own little world.

you pick up a pen from the ground, turning it thoughtfully between your fingers. and then, without much thought, you say to baji, "i’m kinda weird, you know? i really like having stuff in my mouth, even if it’s not food."

baji glances over at you, one eyebrow quirking up as a slow, knowing grin spreads across his face. "not food?"

you shrug, smiling softly like it’s no big deal. “yeah. sometimes i chew on pens or straws when i’m thinking. helps me focus.”

he chuckles low, leaning back on his hands, watching you with a mix of amusement and something quieter, loving how you can say the most out of pocket things. “never knew that about you.”

you shrug again, completely casual, unaware of the double meaning lingering beneath your words. “i guess it’s a bad habit or something, but i can’t help it. it makes me feel calm.”

baji’s gaze lingers on you a little longer, entertained by your innocence, knowing full well how that sounded. he keeps his voice soft, careful not to break the peaceful mood between you two. “good to know you’ve got your ways.”

you grin and hold out the pen to him, inviting him to do the same. “want to try?”

he laughs quietly, shaking his head with a smirk. “nah, I’ll leave that one to you.”

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♡. ALPHA! MIKEY (sitting on it just right)

you’re hanging out by mikey’s bike in the garage, the afternoon sun peaking through the window. he’s wiping down the seat when you glance over, curious.

“i’ve never really sat on a bike like this before,” you say, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “it looks kinda… intimidating.”

mikey smirks, not saying anything yet, just enjoying your presence and how you always have so much to say, filling his ears with your soft voice.

you keep talking, totally chill, like you’re just sharing your thoughts. “i mean, you gotta really get on it, right? like, sit down hard enough so you don’t slip off. i bet it takes some time getting used to it.”

he raises an eyebrow at your words, but you don’t notice. you simply keep going, “yeah, and your legs have to grip it tight, or you’re not gonna stay steady when it moves.”

mikey finally looks up at you, a little amused. “you’re overthinking it.”

you laugh, shaking your head. “nah, i’m serious. i can imagine it’s kinda rough at first, but that’s just part of learning, right?”

he leans back, folding his arms, trying to keep his cool. “yeah… sitting on it the right way’s important.” he answers, a bit cautious.

you grin, nodding. “exactly! i don’t wanna mess it up when i'll first try. i want to be good at it.”

mikey clears his throat, voice low and amused. “maybe I should teach you sometime.” he says, watching how you happily hop onto the seat at his words, absolutely clueless at how your words affect him.

💌 thank you for reading (❀´ ˘ `❀) ♡

— i really liked the concept behind this one, but somehow i'm not entirely satisfied with how it turned out. i feel like it could've been better... i hope you still enjoyed though !

— i actually planned to make it into two parts, but i ended up writing for ten characters all in this one instead, so no part two ig! (or only if you have other characters in mind!!)

[married-to-google-translater]

Good evening, a request please from Mikey x reader, how does Mikey react if his young children are very attached to their mother (reader) but he is also attached to his wife, would it be like having several Puneranians fighting?

Manjiro "Mikey" Sano

Mikey would consider himself very lucky to be able to live with you.

You made Mikey happy every day.

When your children are born Mikey would be even happier and he didn't even know it was possible.

At first Mikey didn't think about the "dark side" of the future.

Baby time would go really well.

Mikey understands that the baby needs a lot of attention.

He himself would also prefer to help with the care of his child.

The "problems" came when the child was older and clearly started favoring you.

Mikey, it doesn't matter if your child likes you more.

He really gets it.

You are amazing and it would be weird if your child didn't like you.

A small childish part of Mikey would be jealous though.

He would also need your attention :3

Mikey knows he should be an adult but he doesn't always care XD.

It was fun to watch them fight over your attention.

Usually it would be something cute like a war of words or both of them hanging on to you and refusing to let go.

Usually the situation is resolved when you tell them that you love them both very much and make takoyaki's.

[turtleblogatlast]

I am once again overcome by the sheer magnitude of pranks Mikey and Leo could commit on the world of archaeology through their combined abilities of time and space

With enough time for Mikey in particular to be strong enough to make a small time portal - again within Leo’s portal opened in Someplace, Somewhere - they could plant so much shit just to mess with historians.

Like - Mikey wanted to try painting Greek-style pottery and Leo is like “hey hey wait…”

And now there is newly discovered evidence of Greek depictions of humanoid turtles laying around.

[qoldenskies]

I like to imagine that after some time ccDonnie gets really into training with his bō and in training in general. He's such a solution orientated person I feel like it would get really unbearable for him to feel like he's the weakest and defenseless - after all isn't all of this his fault for being so dense that he could not tell that something was oh so obviously wrong with his brothers and for being so weak that he ended up getting so physically hurt? So really this is something he needs to fix again. Focusing too much on his tech has made him a liability and bad at reading his brothers, so he tries to balance tech and training more.

So I imagine that as an adult Donnie is quite a scary aggressive fighter - softshell turtles are quite aggressive in nature after all, precisely because of their softness - and appears quite distant and cold to outsiders. You would have to know him for quite some while and be really attentive to notice that at heart he is far more gentle mannered and soft, but the most important people in his life already know that.

Also!! I love it when in tmnt whump writers use turtle behaviours as therapy - like swimming being therapeutic. Maybe ccDonnie would also really enjoy swimming and letting his mind rest after all this?

I really liked the animatic!!!! And can't wait for the last chapter of cc! Sending love

honestly this is something i could see! combat is going to be a hard thing for donnie to go back to in particular even without his brothers because he's kind of conditioned himself to panic and do little, curl up in a ball and steel himself. and mixed with the final attack i think he's just going to have problems getting back into the environment and mindset

but like, when he does? i could definitely see some overcompensating going on. donnie gettting vicious out of fear of being helpless again. being triggered and seeing red, falling back hard on the urge to fight back that DID save his life. it stopped leo from slitting his throat and held raph off, really. its still frenzied and panicked but there's an edge of uncharacteristic anger there. he'd otherwise normally be very precise and tactical in his combat, and i do think it'd be a skill he would put a lot of focus on.

im unsure about socially though. i could see him giving off that energy because he would be quiet for SURE, and he always looks on edge and nervous (which can be interpreted as "fuck off" body language lmao) but donnie is hyperaware of other people and he always will be going forward. when he actually opens his mouth he'll be very appeasing, at first at least. i do think he'll be really nervous around new people and it'll make it hard for him to find new connections, but he'll actually be one of the better ones with that. leo will be nasty because of paranoia for a long time.

(also omg yeah i am a little envious because i would LOVE to meditate underwater ... just go under there for ages and chill ... need to project this urge onto him it sounds so calming)

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Introducing Lita May!

I’d originally introduced Lita to my patreons, but Ive now changed a lot of her backstory (and design), because I was struck by inspiration at like three in the morning, (and was getting fomo from all the other absolutely adorable turtle babies I’ve been seeing)

So we all know Donnie created a mech body for Raph thanks to concept art, but in this AU, I feel like Donnie would be juuuuust morally questionable enough to think creating backup clones first would be a good idea. He wasn’t expecting the small bits of Krang tech he had to incorporate to have such a huge impact, tbh he wasn’t even really expecting anything at all—which is also why he used his own DNA for the trial run, and…since Donnie wasn’t expecting a success, he was pretty shocked at the final result.

Donnie was also only able to observe the first month and a half of “incubation” (tube not egg), but was, unfortunately stuck at another resistance base for so long, when he returned, Lita May had grown a substantial amount and was ready to be removed from her tube (he was back for like two days before she started opening her eyes and reacting to stimulus). She took three months total to grow.

Raph and Leo kinda don’t really know how to react to her. Leo immediately clocks the Krang characteristics and is pretty furious. Raph is just confused, but when Donnie fills them in on the origin of Lita’s birth, Raph’s not too happy either. Neither one takes it out on Lita. Donnie does get a pretty severe talking to. Mikey, Timothy and Cass are so excited, and April is beyond shocked to be named the godmother. The family keeps Lita a secret, but it’s evident that she’s got some Krang in her, and they all know that the other members of the resistance might try to hurt her, and ask Renet to take her. Casey loses his playmate, but he does get to see her every few months.

She’s kept in the dark about her family’s future, and is pretty mad at Renet for not warning her of her anything, and she eventually gets sick of the secrets.

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reader hugging them for the first time

Characters : mikey, chifuyu, kazutora, koko, rindou, sanzu, wakasa

asked by : @ejtheoneandonly

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note: i hope it's what you expected ! it's been a while since i write for them, it makes me nostalgic

Mikey isn’t really surprised when your arms wrapped around him for the first time. His eyes widened a little at the comforting feeling but soon, a huge smile flashed on his face before he turned to look at you slightly.

Something is warming up in his heart and he can’t put his finger on it. All he knows is that he wants to feel it again.

Chifuyu felt like he was in a manga. You grabbed his waist, pushed your cheek on his and snapped a picture with your phone. All of this happened so fast he didn’t get to process the moment but as your hand lasted a little around his back, his cheeks were already burning.

But he has to play it cool, leaning in as you showed him the picture. “We’re cute ! Send it to me later !”

future!roommate!Kazutora’s tears were falling down his face for a while now and when he heard the front door he kinda regretted staying there. You passed the door silently at first before hearing him sniff on the sofa. Taking a few steps after leaving your shoes at the entrance, you gasped slightly when you saw him.

He was pushing his tears away, trying to cover it up, he didn’t have any right to impose that on you. Yet, you didn’t think about it twice and your arms wrapped around his shaking shoulders, pulling him into your chest. “It's okay, it happens.”

Koko felt your body fall on his back while he was still studying at the library. Your arms kindly wrapping themselves around his neck as you took a look above his shoulders. “Are you done soon, Hajime ?”

He can feel his heart beating faster at the surprise, yet loving the way you warmed him up in a few seconds. He thought about it a bit longer than necessary and now, it took him too long to answer without sounding weird. But it’s fine. He could easily get used to you hugging him.

“Rindou I’m scared I can't jump from there ?!” you screamed from the low wall the Haitani brothers just passed by as if it was nothing. Rindou sighed a little before pulling his arms in the air, ready to catch you.

“Come on.” He could feel his ears burn when you smiled at him. He was shocked to see you jump with so much confidence when you were whining a second ago. You fell into his arms, holding onto him longer than you should’ve and he couldn’t help but not let go. He didn’t want to, this felt too good.

Future!Sanzu was shocked, like he never felt something so reassuring in his entière life the first time your hands pulled his head into your shoulder.

“It's alright.” Your fingers lightly brushing through his hair made him close his eyes, enjoying the moment the fullest. Maybe he was dreaming. Maybe this wasn't even real. But the warmth engulfing him felt so real that he wanted to keep it for himself only.

Wakasa knew you weren’t the one open with physical touch, but he never intended to ask anything about it or even mention it. He just acknowledged it a long time ago. So when you came to his place that night, crying, face bruised, he felt all his old anger coming back to him, wanting to know what happened. Who did that to you.

But before he could even open his mouth, your arms were wrapped around his waist and you started ugly crying in his chest, wetting his shirt. He froze for a second, processing the whole citation before hugging you closer, feeling proud that you thought of him in this vulnerable situation.

Let me know if you liked it !

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Hey hey! How are you? I hope you are well ^^

PCould you please request some headcannons or drabbles nsfw of Baji, Mikey or Chifuyu finding out their S/o is dominant?? I just need more femdom!reader content :((

(English is not my first language)

Hehehehehe you got it love, I personally agree that we need more femdom! Content

Baji, Mikey and Chifuyu x femdom!Reader headcanons

(Slight nsfw under the cut and not proofread bc it’s 4am)

Baji

-ngl Baji would be a bit confused at first

-His experience (or lack of thereof) tells him that in bed, the man takes care of his woman

-Except one night when you straddle him, when he expects just simple riding, already placing his hands on your hips

-Your demeanor changes completely, grabbing his hands and pushing them against the bed, whispering in his ear "No touching until I say so."

-His brain fries. Not because it’s confusing, because he… kinda likes it.

-He totally has the physical capacity of taking control back but… will he?

-No, he likes seeing you on top too much

Mikey

-Im gonna need you to hear me out

-So when you tell him, he laughs at first

-Not mocking or anything but Mikey just doesn’t really care about what happens in bed, as long as it feels good

-Mikey isn’t experienced at all (I would guess) and all his life kinda revolves around being in control (gangs, even in the future timeline I would think he’s kinda famous, etc)

-Then you straddle him, putting all your weight on him and whispering filthy things in that authoritative voice, and he realizes he has never been this hard.

-Will be a bit bratty

-Will also cry if you edge him

Chifuyu (mwehehhehe)

-Sweet boy is a bit naive, thinking sex with you is going to be soft and bonding

-Well it is bonding but not the kind he expected

-Would probably kinda expect to be in control, to make sweet love to you until you tie his wrists with his own tie

-Brain freeze

-Would be a bit unsure at first but once your hand is wrapped around him, he’s wrapped around your little finger.

-Would try not to beg and think he’s being respectful until you full on tell him to beg (he will beg)

- Please give him praises, he will cry and come all over your hand