#anyway mikey will be learning magic for a bit :)

[rottmnt-residuum]

Part 35 of Arc II (Part 61)

mikey bout to give himself the magic equivalent of a hernia lmao

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[writingoddess1125]

We Missed You Pt. 3

Nikto x FemReader + OOC

Note! This is less Ava heavy- It's for a reason tho and she will be prominent next part!

<<< Part 2

WARNING: Stalking, Jealousy, Invasion of Privacy, Manipulation, Awkwardness, Anxiety

NOTE: If you've never seen Nikto from COD before he does have acute dissociative disorder, so at times he will refer to himself as 'Us/We' a bit randomly.

That Son of a Bitch!!

When you rushed into your apartment Ava now wide awake at having been in the stroller while you jogged to the house and slammed open your front door.

You stare hard at the man sitting on the couch right were you expected. Now getting the aura of when the man could or would magically appear.

Pointing your daughter's new documents at her father with fire in your eyes.

"Nikto, You can not just break my lease an-"

"How am I suppose to help?-"

"Well.. What?"

Cutting you off mid rant he looked to Ava calmly and gestured to her with a calm hand.

"You need help- Correct?"

You blinked at him as if trying to remember what the point of this argument was. He had just shifted the whole conversation in a direction you hadn't expected leaving you really confused.

"Well yes but.."

"You need more room. Ava is growing. So we got a bigger place, even one with an extra room so I can help"

Blinking in surprise you try to figure out how to tackle this first. Logically sure you'd eventually need a bigger place.. and he had even made sure he had a seperate room just so he could be there.

"Still. This should at least be a discussion you shouldn't just make these decisions for me"

"We can talk then.."

He said softly, Gesturing to the couch. This all throwing you off terribly as you took a seat. It was weird with him being so diplomatic and actually speaking more then a handful of words at a time.

It had been oddly calm? Logical as he managed to sway your issue with him doing this, You didn't like it but it made sense and he had even laid it out almost like a cross between a roommate and a co-parenting situation.

So then and there an agreement was made-

You'd let Nikto help with living till Ava was 7 months. Which was plenty of time to find a far better job then the one you had, Go half on daycare and to keep your savings intact in the meantime. You offered to also pay him back for the years worth of rent but he admittedly refused.

Nikto would use the 3rd bedroom to assist. However since he didn't mention his deployment in any of this you figured it ment he wouldn't be going to tell you about it now at least.

So here you are, Moving into the new apartment. Nikto having wondered off with Ava once again leaving you there to watch it all- it was only a few boxes anyway since everything else had been bought new.

In these last few weeks he had grown to pick her up more- Especially now that she was learning to move more, Hitting her milestones and stretching into her nearly 3 months of life. He would just take her from where ever she was and walk off-

It was rather anxiety indusing at first however it seemed this was his way to bond with her. That and she was often returned within 30 minutes of him taking her.

It was weird.. But at this point he was weird so you were growing to accept that..

Snapping from your thoughts as the Maintenance man walked over to you with a bright Kool-aid smile.

"Hey (Y/N) pretty much done. You had like 8 boxes so it really wasn't much"

"Thanks Mikey, I really appreciate the help"

Smiling you couldn't help but admire him. Mikey was a sweet guy really, a taller husky fellow from some tiny town up north- aka the poster child of the sweet farm boy. Dark hair, chocolate eyes and a smile to melt hearts- whole 9 yards.

"Ah its no problem (Y/N), Always happy to help" He smiled, A bit of a blush on his cheeks as he looked at you.

"So- I did want to ask what's with the upgrade?"

It didn't take a genius he had a thing for you, always taking the time to rush over if he saw you needed help. Would be the one to always come over if something needed repairs on anything-

Hell he was even sweet to Ava, sometimes bringing toys for her while he chatted away with you.

"Ava's Father actually. He wants to help out so offered to get a bigger place"

He hummed, nodding a bit. However didnt stop that smile.

"Ah, So he just wants to help out with Ava the.?"

Nodding softly this seemed to make him relieved somewhat.

"Yeah, Thats all really. Came to a nice Co-Parenting situation"

You sort of got worried the moment those words left your mouth. Seeing the way Mikey's eyes sparkled at hearing that.

"Well You know, since you are getting help with Ava from her biological father.. Would you maybe want to get some dinner when you get the free time?"

You genuinely looked to him a bit surprised.

Especially since he had been so blunt and the use of 'Biological Father' which by his tone alone was a hint at him willing to spent up for Ava-

"Well, I would have to think about it- Especially with this new arrangement and all. We are still adjusting"

Mikey smiled sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his neck, Clearly a bit disappointed he didn't get a yes however happy he didn't get a no either.

"Ah I understand well, When there is a better time just let me know. I can give you my number if youd like"

"Sure, I dont see why not. Besides maybe in the future I can take you up on that dinner"

Smiling you hand him over your phone, watching as he was almost giddy putting in his number to your phone.

Right as he hands it back to you you see him jerk a bit. Looking behind you with a mixture of emotions you couldnt read.

Turning quickly you saw Nikto there, By the very nasty glare he was striking both you and Mikey down with you knew he had heard everything. His hand gently patting Ava back who seemed to be half asleep as he silently stared.

Mikey clearly putting the pieces together at the large clearly pissed man holding your daughter, Which ended with Mikey giving that signature smile to Nikto- You swore you saw Nikto eye twitch.

"So you're Ava's father! It's lovely to meet you, I haven't really heard much but I'm glad to see ya with little miss Ava. I'm Mikey"

"Nikto.."

You closed your eyes slowly as you could practically hear Nikto teeth gritting. The small jabs at the military man from Mikey were as clear as day.

"Well, I'm happy to meet you Nico. Its a pleasure to meet Ava biological father. I hope to see you around more often hm?"

Nikto only grunted in response, however you felt a trinkle of sweat go down your spine. Silently praying that Mikey would make it out okay with the clear growing anger from Nikto. 'Mikey this is not a game of chicken you will win'

Mikey however clapped his hands together cheerfully seemingly just choosing to buff off Nikto anger like it was nothing- Honestly you silently respecting Mikey willingness to just brush off a man that looked like a robber in a home security commercial.

"Welp! I'm gonna Finish up Miss (Y/N). Don't be a stranger, text me some time. It was also nice to meet you Nico!"

Mikey said cheerfully walking off to finish helping move the final box into the new apartment Nikto eyes following him as if ready to burn the man at the stake- Especially knowing that Mikey had said his name wrong on purpose.

"... Leave it alone Nikto-" You said softly, damn near begged. You could see the gears in Nikto head on what he was going to do to the sweet man... non of it good.

His eyes return to you now, still patting Ava back as he narrowed his glare at you with a very annoyed scoff.

Before suddently walking into the apartment, You quick on his heels to follow afraid of what would happen if Nikto was in a confined space with the poor maintance man.

Nikto calmly glanced around, as if making sure everything was set- Like Mikey had somehow possibly disturbed the lay out.

You behind seeing how it looked like the place was essentially set up for you to just add your personal touches?

Now walking around you see Ava's room set up with a crib, changing table, box full of toys and dresser all clearly brand new. In your new room you see a similar set up, New queen sized bed, Dressers, nightstand and even a large Vanity set up with a stool.

You hear Mikey call out a quick goodbye to you which you returned- Making sure to see him leave to make sure Nikto didn't follow..

Speaking of, You couldn't help but take a small peak into his space from the hallway. It was dark since he seemed to have drawn the windows closed, but you could make out a bed- and some duffle bags with blue stitching on the side barely readable.

'I.V.Y'

You don't try to look further. Instead heading back to the livingtoom your eyes narrowing a bit at how perfectly everything was set up- Looking to Nikto who was in the livingroom still, His hold on Ava still there as she was asleep against his chest.

"You set all the furniture up?"

He nodded. You looked around crossing your arms over your chest.

"...You put cameras in here too didn't you"

And just like that he walked to you not bothering to answer you as he passed Ava to you calmly.

"We ordered food. It will be here shortly"

Then turning on his heel and walking to his room. Sighing heavily you decided not to fight this one again since you had gotten your answer and at this point knew it was pointless to argue against this.

Instead just taking the time while Ava napped in her new crib to move some of the boxes to their rightful areas- Putting her clothes in the tiny dresser and supplies in the changing table.

Your own personals going into your room to be stored and tucked away.

It wasn't long before dinner had arrived. Sure it was just some pizza from a fairly upscale place but sitting at the dining table to eat was a luxary you hadnt experienced in some time.

Strangely enough it seemed to even spur some level of conversation between you and Nikto.

The two of you talking mostly about Ava who you were nursing while taking a few bites of pizza in-between feeding your daughter. Ignoring Nikto staring at you as you did so- but in the back of your head a bit weirded out he hadn't eaten anything yet.

While it was awkward between you two at the best of times this wasn't too bad.

The rest of the evening was oddly boring?

Both of you Showering separately of course, Giving Ava a bath, getting Ava to actually go to sleep (For some reason she fell asleep better when Nikto took her-) before both of you retired to your own rooms for the night with soft goodnights.

You felt drained truthfully-

It was a longer day then expected.. Especially after witnessing that little pissing contest between Nikto and Mikey.

Flopping in bed like a seal as you set up the baby monitor next to you on the nightstand and pull out your phone. Thinking a bit as you look at the phone icon.

'Speaking of Mikey.. .. it had been quite a while since you had a date..'

Biting your lip a little you glance at your bedroom door, As if Nikto would appear again (Which you wouldn't be surprised if he did-)

'Might as well just send Mikey a text so he can save my number'

Sitting up a bit you scroll through your contents calmly but not seeing his number there... Confused you start to search through all your contacts more carefully to make sure you hadn't just somehow missed it.

Actually quite a few numbers were missing?..

An old boyfriend you had never got around to deleting the number of, a guy you had like 3 dates with and didn't even safe with a real name just a few emojis, hell even a few former coworkers that you hadnt deleted either.

What the fuck-

This started a frantic search of the phone overall.

Any dating apps- Gone.

Risky photos?- Gone.

Hell you noted your email looked well looked through-

One thing invaded your mind..

Nikto-

You're stomach dropping a bit and face warming at the very quickly realization he most likely had seen your search history- you're hidden tabs you sometimes browsed through, Or the risky stories you liked to read in the middle of the night.

It wasn't till you opened up to the small save file you had of certain celebrities or fantasy idols that you got to gawk at and let imagination take over had been scrubbed clean.

Yep Yep Yep.. This crazy motherfucker was jealous- and had access to God knows what and lived in this apartment..

Correction paid for this apartment so you lived under HIS roof.

"Oh shit.."

Scrambling up you begin to look under the bed where you'd slid that all to well hidden box you had planned to hide the contents of which in your dresser later. Opening it from under the bed you saw it was empty-

...

You're face started to burn as you jump from bed quickly. Searching around through a few boxes you'd planned to also hide as you took note of things that had been removed or replaced completely.

Old lingerie you occasionally wore for yourself? Gone replaced with a nicer one-

That one impulse buy of cheap shibari rope that you looked at once and put back in the box? Now replaced with a much nicer one that had even been wrapped up by hand.

Slamming it back in its box you jump up from your spot and march opening your door hard red in the face and ready to rage war.

However are stopped when you see Nikto already there.. down the hall right infront of his door.

He was leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, dressed in sweats and a plain black shirt. This the first time seeing him in an outfit that wasn't his hoodie/jeans combo.

It felt like some sort of weird standoff. Cause you knew damn well why he was standing there and he knew that you knew as well-

"..I-I want all of my- Items back"

You manage to whisper yell out, Still blushing as you feel humiliated and completely exposed.

"What items?"

It was the fact you could hear that slight twinge of humor in his voice as he said it.. The bastard

"You know damn well what items Nikto-"

"Нет. We can't know if you don't say-"

You bow your head, Feeling like you were about to explose from embarrassment as he stared you down clearly waiting to see if you had the balls to actually say it.

"The toys.. the clothes.. hell the photos on my damn phone and apps... I want it all put back"

You manage to whisper out. Just loud enough you knew he could hear you- Especially by the amused hum as he rolled up from his spot on the wall and sauntered over to you.

"Why?.. You don't need it-"

"If I do or don't isn't your damn concern Nikto. So I want it back"

He shrugged, at your words. Staring down at you lazily as if your concerns didn't even matter that much when it came to this.

"They are all gone. Nothing to return"

Oh you were pissed, You knew damn well why he was setting this up and for what purpose.

"You're jealous-"

"Нет.."

"Liar- You're just Jealous that I got asked on a date"

He bristled a bit at your words. Clearly you had hit the target of wby he was doing this childish shit. Mad you pointed a finger at his chest.

"You have no influence on that part of my life anymore! I'll just buy more anyway- AND going to accept the date with Mikey"

You hiss more anger then real rhyme or reason just to get under his skin for daring to jump into this aspect of your life- However you see him glare at you hard with a intensity and rage that made you flinch slightly.

The silence that followed made the hairs on your arms stand on end. You could see the exact sentence going through his mind 'Lets see how well that goes-'

"You're very tired.. Sleep"

He said suddently a bite of anger in his voice, turning on his heel as he walked back to his room. Leaving you standing there with a mix of emotions, fear being the dominate one.

Right as you heard Ava starting to cry from her room, you slowly look up at the ceiling as if some devine being could see you now.

What have you just signed up for..

[st4rryyynight]

Hii

Can I request a rottmnt x reader (separate) with a sayaka miki (madoka magica) reader where shes a magical and has to kill witches and lately killing witches has been taking up more of her time and she's had to move/cancel plans with them and when she does get to see them she's exhausted and tired and one day she breaks down and tells them about it (if that's too much for you write or you don't wanna you can just do some head cannons it)

Anyway hope you have a good day and no pressure to do it ofc!!!

★heyaaa- ohmystars, I haven't had someone make a request where the reader is based off of someone.. werhh- hii *explodes--

.. though I don't know a lot about madoka magica-- werhh, sayaka's character seems pretty interesting !!★

✷ — rise!turtles x sayaka miki!reader !!

★ — summary: how the turtles are with an exhausted magical girl reader.

★ — can be seen as both platonic and romantic !!

★ — warnings/tws: mentions of death- killing & attacking, dislocated joints (raph's & donnie's part), scars (brief, mikey's part), breaking down, angst-y, exhaustion, mention of weapons & swords, arguing (mostly leo's and donnie's part), anger, swearing (brief)

★ — content warnings: headcanons, x reader, canon x reader, magic, magical abilities, magical girl reader, fem reader, exhaustion, mikey may be a little occupied, not proof read.

❤️ — rise!raph x sayaka miki!reader

☆ — okay, so- despite magical powers and stuff as such being in both ya'll guys's lives on a day-to-day bais, raph was still, erh, a bit- shocked, when he first found out your were a magical girl and, safe to say - he was amazed by your abilities.. !! he finds it cool that you can heal yourself- and others as well !! and throw in the fact that you can summon swords by just covering yourself in your cloak ?? SWORDS ??? he finds it impressive by how independent you can be in the battlefield with your unique abilities !!

☆ — that strong sense of justice within you makes you so admirable in his eyes as well !! your tenacity to bring justice to table and make things fair for everyone is raw, on display- and it's almost heroic in a way !! ...well. almost. emphasis on almost. no matter how much you long for justice--, he knows how careless you can get while trying to achieve it- jumping into fights when it feels like justice needs to served. he can't help but be..worried. you just are so irresponsible with your own safety sometimes, all in the name of rushing into action without thinking over it first.. scarily- you remind him of his own carelessness when it comes to dangerous situations, his tendency to rush straight into actions.. but at least he's learned to be a little more cautious before getting himself involved in battle.. you however ?? not so much- and it's stressing him out.

☆ — and it's even more worrisome that, whatever reason, tired. not just the regural type of tired, no- it's like, your body is visibly shaking from exhaustion, as if you're in pain- and while you can pretty much control it, It's still hard to overlook- it's concerning. and, as already stated, considering how careless you can be at times, he kind of figures that you've been creating conflict with someone recently.. maybe a classmate from your school ?? that is the best case scenario that he can think of..

☆ — though, the thought of you getting into fights against yokai, mutants- and villains may not be too far off.. you have fought by his side in the past- and in result, you've made your own fair share of enemies, ones that you vowed to destroy. and knowing that you can pretty much summon your very own weapons with no problem- wielding them in such a meticulous manner, he finds it likely that you probably went after them, and without a second thought.. as always. you have the potential of defeating them, no doubt on that, but that scenario- is still too much for him to not worry about, it almost seems too real.. and then, he finds out, that it wasn't that far from the truth.

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"..witch killing ??" asked the quitely and in disbelief the snapper, as he looked at your shaking, slouching body, eyes wide- shock and concern evident in his stare. hi's brows furrowed as he heard you sigh tiredly, nodding firmly- your voice sounding as if it's going to break any moment from exhaustion.

"yea- it's.. it's basically a regular activity of mine." your reply comes off as dry, almost ignorant at his worrisome expression. placing a hand on your shoulder, you push- a slight crack making you wince as you rotated your collarbone back in place, a small burst of pain spreading throughout your shoulder left as quick as it came. you almost missed the small gasp that left the concerned red clad.

"you- you, are you hurt ?!"

"no- and even if I was, I would be healed quickly- y'know, like always !" you gave him a look, not minding your own pain- and even if you did, you knew that you could make it go away. but the snapping turtle only let out a short huff. there you go, being callous towards your own wellbeing- towards the fact that he was so worried for you.

"course' I know that (reader) - !! but that- that doesn't mean that you can..urh." He tensed a bit, trying to fight the right words to confront you. the fact that all these times you were absent weren't just because you got into fights with students from your school- or battling against the typical villains that roam the city.. but instead risking your life killing outwordly beings- witches at that ?? it doesn't sit right with him- no, not all. He took in a small breath as as he continued, crossing his arms- looking a bit more serious than before.

"..you can't just put your life in danger like that."

"..are you hearing yourself- it's my responsibility - !! my duty !!" now it was your turn to huff, getting a little angry at him for saying that- and in tern, raph couldn't help but feel a little..stupid at what he said. of course it's your responsibility, but he can't shake off the feeling that one day- you'll get killed. he didn't even care about the fact that you've been avoiding him now that he knows the reason for your absence..

"besides, what if- if those damned witches hurt, or worse.. kill someone-?? shouldn't there be someone to serve justice - gahh, fuck.." You breathed deeply as you felt your shoulder creak- not as painfully as before- but still, it was uncomfortable.

raph only sighed at this, albeit shakily- glancing at you with conflict in his eyes. while he knows that- what you are doing is to protect others realms- for honour, for justice- he couldn't bring himself to condone you endangering your self in such a way.. but, what else could he do- the information to him was still raw. and while he didn't like the sound of you doing such a dangerous activity on the regular, he couldn't just force you to step out from what you fight for..

..but, he could assist you fighting for it.

in a moment of hesitation, the snapper chuffed out- almost nervously, as he tried to look you in the eyes, trying to keep a firm gaze.

"..what- what'd you say I, erh.." he held his breath for a second- biting down on his tongue.

"..I helped you- helped you with, urh- beating them ?"

"..raph-"

"I mean- I- I am pretty strong after all- not to boast, but I feel like I would be of great help to you !"

"raph, listen-" you coaxed, trying to get him to be quite- whilst keeping your patience together.

"plus, I could- I could create force-fields with my mystics for when you need an extra defense- !"

"no- no, raph, please." you took in a deep breath, placing a firm hand on one of his broad shoulders- giving his scales a small squeeze. at that, the snapper hushed, looking at you with worry in his eyes.

"I- I can't let you get involved in this- it's dangerous.. especially for the inexperienced."

"wha- whatcha talkin' about ?? raph's an experienced fighter !!" he spoke rather brashly, hands on his hips as he a small smile etching on his beak- though, as you squeezed his shoulder again- trying to get his attention, that smile left as quick as it came.

"raph, that's not what I meant." you let go of his shoulder your head lowering to look at the ground.

"..y'know-- just because you are an expert at fighting mutants, villains- and beings alike, doesn't mean that you can handle fighting.. 'out reaml-y' beings- you get what I'm saying ??"

the snapper only blinked at this, a frown of confusion now on his face as he tried to take in the information. you couldn't help but let out a deep sigh, seeing that he wasn't getting what you were saying.

"it's- it's dangerous, raph.. for anyone- for you, even for me !!" you tensed up again, your shoulder throbbing as you bopped it up absentmidly, another slight hiss departing behind your gritted teeth. it didn't take long for raph to get all worried for you once again.

"but- but if it's that dangerous, then why-"

"oh my- I've told you already, it's my duty !" you snapped at him- causing him to back up a little. he let out a small chuff of shock at how dedicated you seemed to do carry own with such threatening tasks.

"and- and I don't wanna accept your help- I can't, it exposed to dangers far greater than when villains.." a slight crack was in your voice- as you now backed up yourself, looking over at the now silent red clad.

"so- so please, for our protection.. for your protection. let me deal with the witches myself."

"..raph's still worried." you heard him mumble as you begun to walk past him- though you couldn't tell if it was targeted towards you, or himself. you simply shook your head as you puffed out your chest, the both of you now dead silent as you spun of your heel and left- your posture almost slouching from exhaustion, which further fueled the terrapin's anxious state.

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💜 — rise!donnie x sayaka miki!reader

☆ — huh. so, you do magic huh ?? hm, should he be surprised- or impressed by that ?? mystic powers and stuff alike are basically an everyday thing in his, and his family's life- so you are nothing new or different. .. though, who's to say that he is not.. intrigued by you ?? who's to say that he isn't curious about your powers- how did you get them, what are their limits ?? when healing others do you absorb their pain--.. can you summon other weapons other swords- he is curious- he wants to know.. for scientific purposes !!

☆ — your strong sense of justice- in his eyes, although admirable, can make you seem a bit.. reckless, sometimes. while you do mean good by fighting for justice, he finds it stupid how there are times that you blindly charge into action in order to achieve it. it's as if you don't count in the consequences of your actions- what they can lead to.. trauma, injuries- death. and while sure, you can pretty much control and heal your very own wounds with your 'oh-so-unique' abilities, your loss is something that not even the most powerful healer could bring back. he is there to constantly advice- or at times, berate you when you act so goddamn impulsively.

☆ — but wait- are you mad at him because he keeps on telling you to not act so absentmidly.. is that why you've been avoiding him recently ?? if not then- what else could it be ?? you can't seriously be that busy that you can't find some time for him can you- or maybe.. you could be. you could be that busy- but for what reason ?? homework been's piling up maybe ?? but he knows that you can just come to him to get it all done for you.. have been getting into fights again- it could be a possibility by how often you create conflict between yourself and others.. thousands of possibilities flow through his head- one more confusing and worrying than the other..

☆ — and if he takes into consideration how tired you always are when you do come visit- all weary and almost.. battered, it doesn't take him long before he starts linking your constant absences to worst case scenarios, now does it ? from fights during school, to household issues.. to you going after villains- anything could be happening, anything !! ..well, or at least he thought of anything- but the actual reason for your recent absences..

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"WAIT- WAIT, waitwaitwait- ..wait." The softshell in front of you waved his hands in frantic manner, a signal for you to stop talking any further.

"..so- so you're meaning to tell me that.. with you being a magical girl, you-.. you have to go kill witches for a living ?? "he sat there for a moment, mumbling as he tried to process the information you just uncovered to him. you could see the tense look that he gave you, skepticism flashing in his eyes. he figures that, he shouldn't be surprised by the usage of your magical powers- neither by the fact that you go out fighting against forces of evil. besides, it's something that he- and his family do on a regular basis, so he shouldn't feel any different for your case..

..and yet, concern hit him like a brick wall as he soaked the fact that- you were putting your self in danger. almost as if he had a death sentence.. he's had his own share of fighting witches- or rather.. bantering, with them- but he never had to duel with them to the death. and especially not on the daily.

"hah- what- what you heard, is what it is." you squeezed your wrist a little as you spoke, hissing out a bit as you tried to rotate it back in place with a small 'pop'.

noticing this, the softshell only chuffed almost disappointedly at how callous you seemed at the moment- as if the secret that you just uncovered to him was just a regular everyday thing to talk about, as If you disregarded your own injuries.

though- amidst your ignorant face, he could make out that exhausted frown of your face, your furrowed eyebrows- even the subtle cracks in your voice. he tried to cool himself down, take a moment to process what you told him before confronting you.

"..okay-" he started, taking a deep breath as he connected his palms together, the motion matching his breathing before he to spoke again.

"..you kill witches. endangering your self while doing so.." his tone was almost bitter- unimpressed.. yet, it carried with it a hint of worry- and perhaps, interest.

"..why am I not surprised ??" he snorted a bit, though he found nothing about this humourous- and neither did you. you only rolled your eyes at him- to which he payed no mind to, and instead continued his annoyed rambling.

"I mean- why should I be ?? you always act so illogically in the face of danger- in a battle- anywhere !! you keep on fighting even if it puts your life in danger- it's honestly shocking how you are still alive- well.. you have powers to keep you alive and all that jazz, but -" you let out an exasperated sigh as he kept on mumbling nonsense or at least, that's what it sounded to you. you eyed him irritably as he practically begun pacing back and forth - turning your head away as to drown out his voice.

his words were like a broken record- constantly telling you how irresponsibly you are while making decisions- in the battlefield, anywhere, and now it wasn't any different, so- for what seemed like eternity, you stopped listening.. it's not like you were hearing him out or taking his advice in the first place either way. and at the moment, you were just too tired to listen to him. too tired to care.

..or at least- you stopped listening until, something he said caught your attention- your head sharply turning to look at him.

"- and to think that you always just.. jump into action on your own, not asking, or even 'better' yet- ACCEPTING anyone else's help — !" he took a hard pause, eyes going wide- almost flashing with inspiration.. his stoic facade crumbled right in front of you by that little shift in his expression.

"..unless.. I offered you mine - !"

"donnie, no-"

"oh- but don't back down on the offer so soon (reader) !! you never know how much help the brainiest turtle around here can be -"

"donnie, please."

"you- you could take me with you next time you exterminate witches-- maybe I could analyse or- or do research on their powers -!!"

"donnie." you gritted your teeth, patience thinning by the second as he kept on blabbering.

"and maybe- MAYBE I COULD HELP YOU FIND THEIR WEAKNESSES !! maybe I could build something like.. y'know, a .. A MACHINE GUN - that's specialized on taking down witches- and witches- alone - "

"donatello, enough !!" you shushed him, your arms crossed as you glared at him with annoyance. and in tern, that shine in his eyes faded, as he fell back into his more..sarcastic persona.

"..ohh- oh. anddd, here you go again.." you heard him grumble to himself, shoulders slouching as disappointment settle in once.

"what, is- is my help too good for you ?? is anyone's help too good for you -"

"damnit, tello- would you SHUT UP for a moment ?!" you shot up straight, that same dislocated hand pushing you up forward- a sickening crack emitting from it, the snapping of bone- and yet, you couldn't bring your self to to care. you could control the pain anyway- it would go away.. well, if your mind wasn't so clouded with anger- with exhaustion, then you would. but you only hissed out, ignoring the throbbing sensation in your wrist.

"I never said that help is too good for me- you- you think I am not dying to get some assistance back there ?!" you argued- gesturing angrily with your non injured hand.

"well- I am ! trust me, I am - but I can't -" you took a small pause, your voice breaking for a moment.

"..I can't let those witches take anyone else's lives in such injustice - I can't let anyone else die to their hands in general- it's dangerous !" you swore you saw the softshell's face darken at your words, chuffing at you callously- and yet, you didn't falter. you had to let him know of the dangers- to sink it through his thick skull.

"and, witches are nothing that machines can kill.. no- it takes magic to do so- specialized one. magic like mine.. using your skills and inventions would be.. a waste of energy and time in this case." you glared at him as you spat out those words- and he glared back, his gaze cold- while yours was flaming with anger. you took in a few deep breaths, trying to cool yourself down- pulling together whatever patience had remained within you at that moment.

"..I- I just don't want to risk anyone getting..killed. and certainly not you." your voice was bitter, unwavering- your message blunt, and yet it carried with a certain sadness that even the softshell could pick up on. still- he was too far annoyed- to say the least with your stance to even try to find something comforting to say, or do.

"..it wasn't a good idea telling you. just- just keep on fighting those stupid mutants- robots, whatever, and leave this to me." were the last words you spoke before turning your head away from the bitter turtle, leaving him in a state of frustration as you walked out his lab's door.

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💙 — rise!leo x sayaka miki!reader

☆ — well if he didn't fangirl over you being a magical girl, then who would ?? he is fascinated by your ability to summon swords. and cutlass ones at that ?? THE ONES THAT PIRATES USED IN THE PAST ?? boy, he is hooked-- !! he probably begged you to let him use one, or at least teach him some of your moves while using a sword. also, the fact that you have healing abilities, is something that leo can exploit out from. for instance: when you are out with him fighting- there are times where he'll run into trouble, either for the fun of it- or finish the job quickly, not having much regard about getting hurt when you are around- as you can pretty much, well- heal him.

☆ — you two also probably find yourselves just jumping straight into battle without thinking over it first-- and even if leo has some strategic plan for your guys's mission to go smoothly, he'll tag along with you should you rush into action. he kinda looks up to you, y'know ?? and the fact that you've given yourself the title 'magical girl of justice' is so cool to him.. well, that's what you're fighting for basically, you've made it clear to him SOO many times.

☆ — but..surely justice can wait for you to spend some time with your favourite blue turtle, can't you ?? I mean- why else would you be constantly changing plans and saying that you don't have enough time for him ?? why else would you always look so out of it the few times you got to see him ?? and why else would you always look so exhausted every time you came to visit.. you must getting into fights, fights for justice !!

☆ — and- well, just imagine the shit eating grin on his face when he figures out that his suspicions about you being absent due to fighting were correct !! though.. you weren't getting into the type of battles that he'd usually expect..

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"..run that by me one more time ?" skepticsm filled the slider's eyes as he played your words on loop in his head, making sure that he didn't misheard anything. it was visible that he was a little shaken up by what you just revealed to him.

"..I kill witches ??"

"yea- no, I heard that.." the blue clad narrowed his eyes at you, chuffing a little at how .. dismissively you responded.

"I mean- I'm just a little offended that you've been going out of your way to kick evil butt.. without me." he smirked at you, almost jokingly as he crossed his arms, looking you over with a half-hearted gaze.

"like- c'monnn, I thought we were together in this !!

you only rolled your eyes at him, clicking your tongue in annoyance at his mocking whining.

"we were never 'together' in this- and let's be honest, you probably wouldn't even be able to handle witch-killing !!"

"and how do you know that- it's not like you've ever given me a chance to prove you so, let alone- oh, I dunno.." he paused for a moment, trailing off- almost dramatically.

"..let me know that that's even a thing ??" he turned his head away from you- puffing his chest out in that same dramatic fashion. honestly, you couldn't tell whether he was just being playful, or if he felt betrayed.. but you couldn't care less.

"well, why should I ?? it's a dangerous occupation - you wouldn't even last for a day.. let alone an hour - "

"anddd, you're telling me that it's not dangerous- for you ?? is that it, hm ??" he looked back at you- almost accusingly as he bopped head back in a nonchalant manner. it was almost infuriating to think that.. he was right. it was indeed dangerous. but you knew that if it was dangerous for you- for him it would have been a death sentence.

"plus- aren't you elimating them for justice ?? we could fight them for it together- ohh, I could be your 'right hand man' - "

"NO." you snapped at him- a little too soon that is. while the thought of having help to restore the justice that is needed, you couldn't risk leonardo finding out more about the the magical-girl system, let alone- allowing him to get himself in danger.

"..it's- it's not the same as fighting mutants, or yokai. it's.. different." you huffed out, shakily.

"awe, but if I get hurt you can just heal me with -"

"it's not that- it's not that you'll just get hurt." you sharply caught through, your hands balling into fists in irritation.

"..this job- can be deadly- it is deadly." you now spoke lowly, almost solemnly- your words affecting leo's smug facade, his smirk dropping into a more.. serious- expression.

"we can't risk you.. you can't- you can't risk it." shaking your head, you bit your cheek as you heard your own voice crack- feeling the slider's, you let your hands fall loose near your sides before continuing.

"..plus- this is something that you should leave to pro, right ??" you smirked every so slightly, trying to sound prideful- and yet, that exhausted, annoyed look that clouded your face made it hard for you even pretend.

"..you should stick to fighting those silly mutants, or something.." you spat- groaning a little as you pushed yourself up from ground you were sitting on.

"..it's safer that way. for the both of us." you remarked one last time, cracking your joints before walking out on the blue clad- leaving him side eyeing you suspiciously, his once joking smirk now long gone, replaced by cold- yet, worried look as you walked away.

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🧡 — rise!mikey x sayaka miki!reader

☆ — amazed. excited, fascinated- what else can I say ?? your magical-girl-thing has got him ENTRANCED. I mean, c'mon-- you are just so cool - your, erh, everything is so- woah !! the way your appearance changes when you activate your powers, your ability to effortlessly heal both yourself- and others..how you can summon weapons by just a swift motion of your cloak -!! it's just.. wow.. and he thought he was rad.

☆ — he also views the fact that you fight for justice as an heroic act !! it's amazing to him how you can jump into battle without a second thought, all in the name of justice-- all in the name of fairness. he admires your strong moral code, and honestly finds it aspiring that- whenever things don't seem fair, you are always the first one to act no matter the consequences- and you won't stop till justice is served on a silver plater !!

☆ — while he doesn't worry as much as the others when you slide into battle without thinking it through first- as he knows how eager you are to get the job done quick and do it right..and respects that -- that is not to say that he doesn't get.. scared, from time to time. sure, while he himself isn't aware of the dangers of acting recklessly- hence him sometimes putting danger himself in the name of fun, when you do the same- but for a much more.. dangerous reason, doesn't sit right with him.

☆ — ..and, the fact that you've been avoiding him recently is.. worrisome- concerning, it almost makes him sad. are you really that busy that you can't even spare a moment to hang out with him ?? are you mad at him - is that why you constantly change plans ?? he doesn't get it- if he's done something wrong, he wants to know - oh.. you've- you've been absent for WHAT -

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"..you do WHAT exactly ?!" the box turtle could not contain his excitement, or perhaps- horror, bouncing at the balls of his feet as he took in the secret that you just uncovered to him.

"..witch killing- what else did you hear ??" you replied with a small, tired groan- one that could almost melt away whatever excitement the turtle had within him as he looked over at your rather disheveled condition.. if he payed any attention to your exhausted expression- your secret left him in such a state of shock that he could barely focus on anything else. though, you didn't mind in way.. as long as you weren't confronted.

"woa- that's, that's urhh.." the excitable, mutant- could only stare with widened eyes as the information bounced around in his head, your words hitting every corner of his brain.

"..so- so cool of you (reader) ..!" he spoke with a nervous smile, almost unsure of whether to be terrified, or entranced by your.. extreme, occupation. at his nervous display, you smirked a little- admittedly a relieved that he wasn't going against your duties..no matter how life-threatening they may be.

"hah- I know it is, c'mon, clap it up.." you joked- puffing out your chest in all the pride you could muster- letting out a small sigh of exhaustion as you did so and in tern, the box turtle did as told.

"yea, I- I mean, you go out and battle evil witches- it's.. awesome !!" he exclaimed mid-way clapping, trying to keep a positive outlook on the situation- and yet, it was hard to do so as your words begun to sink in.. and soon- despite all his enthusiasm, wether genuine or not- he asked the dreaded question:

"but- isn't that dangerous.. ??" and with those words- that pride of yours was replaced with sense of boredom, giving him a look of indifference.

"you guessed it, einstein..!" you snorted, keeping a humourous- nonchalant persona in the process. you rested your bandaged cheek against your hand- the scar underneath it still fresh from one of your latest battles.

the orange clad looked you over wide-eyed, blinking a little as he forced a small grin. you could see it in his face though, he wasn't exactly content with you endangering yourself- well, not without his company- at least. soon, that smile faded into nothing but a small line as he seemed to.. ponder, over something.

"..so, it's dangerous for you..that means" he spun around in an animated fashion- his shell now facing you as you stared at with a cocked head and an indifferent expression.

however, it didn't take long for him to bounce up with joy once again- catching you off guard in the process.

"..oh migosh, OH MI GOSH !" he exclaimed- an idea had sprung in his mind.

"I could- I could join you on those sprees of yours !!" he jumped up and down at the idea, missing the slight huff of displeasure that left you at the thought.

"ohh- it would such fun -! I put my razz-ma-taz to use, and- and you could show me more of your rad-magic-abilities that way !" you swore you saw stars in his eyes for a moment, almost as if he saw your occupation as some fun game for him and you.

"mikey- I can't just-"

"oh- oh, that way you would have more protection as well !! you could use me as a shield -!!" he cut you off, a big- vibrant grin on his face begun bouncing on the balls of his feet once again.

"no, no that's not how it works-- I can't-" your words earned a slight turn of the turtle's head, a small- curious click leaving the orange clad as he looked back at you.

"hm ? can- can't what ??"he cocked his head to the said- a wondrous- yet somewhat disappointed gleam in his eyes as he awaited you to respond. and so, biting your lip- you did as so.

"..I can't bring you with me on witch-killing."

"ha - huh ?? why- why not ?? wouldn't you want the extra help ??

at his words, you didn't do anything else but shake your head in a sure, sharp manner- one that made the box turtle frown- almost deeply so.

"no- no.. not if it means putting you- in danger."

"putting me in danger- (reader) !! when I'm with you I'm never in danger !! and you won't have to be for long either- i- if you just let me -!"

"no mikey- it's not that simple.. I cannot keep you safe, an fighting those witches all at once. it's threatening- for you, me- the both of us, really." you looked him in the eyes the best you could, practically sensing the worry that rose from within him.

"and im- I'm not putting your life at risk just to save mine- and these battles are not a game for me to drag you along in!" you blurted out at the orange clad whou couldn't help but feel get a little defensive at your assertive attitude.

"..m'sorry angelo- but I can't risk it, I can't risk loosing you in the battlefield..witches- they are not an easy task, they are from another realm, they are dangerous- life threatening."

"wait- but, (reader), you can't just--"

"can't what - put my self in 'danger' ?? complete my duties ?!" you couldn't help but raise your voice at the young turtle.

"it's nothing that I can avoid- just like- just like wouldn't be able to avoid certain injuries if you joined me in those sprees- or worse.. you could.." you couldn't bring yourself to finish your sentence as you backed up from the now shaken terrapin.

"I'm sorry- I'm sorry, this is too complicated.. I shouldn't have opened my mouth-"

"(reader).." he spoke, lowly this time- his voice concerned as he reached out a hand to squeeze your shoulder reassuringly, only for you to pull away moments before he made any contact.

".. you got no business battling such beings anyway.. you should just stick into fighting off those silly villains around the city- trust me, it'll be safer that way." and with that- you backed up, leaving the mutant who in a state of both surprise, conflict- and even fear towards you life-threatening lifestyle.. while he wanted to still view this in a positive light, to tell you how amazing you are for getting through such dangerous challenges- it was hard not to think about what would happen if you failed in one of those, if fell down and there no allies- or- as you stated, worse.

And so, as you left the scene- the box turtle just looked at where you stood just a few moments ago, that involuntary frown just deepening on his face as he sensed that- not only were you exhausted, but you were now.. anxious, as if you regretted ever telling him your secret. and that thought kinda of hurt michelangelo.

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★ — notes: ..can you tell I didn't do any research as to what witches are in 'madoka magica' ?? no, no I didn't actually lmaoo.. I just kinda went with the flow, or used my imagination or whateva. also, I was kinda rushing to get the 'oneshot' parts ready, so I didn't really bother to research on how to write said witches... pretty sure they can just be killed by just using guns- since I've seen that yellow-magical girl in the anime fight a witch with her gun or smth.. but yea (—‹ —;)

★werhhh...sorry in advance that this took like.. 12 days to make. school and responsibilities didn't really give me much free time to work on this erhhh..★

[tizeline]

Hello Tizeline. I’d like to ask you about (if it’s not too far for you in the plot you have established and if it’s not too revealing) what would be the Trios and Donnie’s reaction to their encounter with Karai and the knowledge that she is their ancestor. I imagined that Donnie might already know as he is the “only child” raised by Splinter so he might have told stories. But what would be the Trios reaction to the information of their human ancestry?

Yeah that's definitely something I still have to figure out haha. So the turtles know that they're related to Lou Jitsu, a human, but they don't exactly consider him family. So in that sense, they'd know that they technically have human ancestry , but they wouldn't feel any real connection to that ancestry. In the show it seems that ninpo and in general the connection between Hamato is more based more on relationships in the emotional sense and less on biology, considering Karai makes it very clear that April is "one of them" (the Hamato clan) despite not being related to them biologically. So with that in mind, I don't think the Drax Bros would have any mystic connection to their Hamato ancestry at first, because they don't have emotinal connection to it.

All of this is to say, by the time they'd first meet Karai (assuming I decide to follow the canon story more closely) the Drax Bros would've just started getting close to Donnie and Splinter (they decide on giving up on their conquering humanity plot after the season 1 finale). So while they've kinda started actually properly becoming part of the Hamato family at that point, they still wouldn't feel the same connection to Karai as Donnie would. He would very much be on the Gram Gram Hype Train like he is in the show, but for Raph, Leo and Mikey it would be kinda awkward I guess? Cuz, yeah sure she's their ancestor? But also literally who is she?? Does she consider them family???

This isn't set in stone yet, but I do kinda like the idea that Splinter introduces Donnie to the whole Hamato/Ninpo/etc stuff earlier in the AU than what he does in canon. Donnie would find out about Lou Jitsu being his bio dad basically immedietly from his brothers, but like in the show he wouldn't connect the dots at first that Lou Jitsu=Splinter. So basically as soon as he finds out about his secret evil family he'd run to Splinter to demand answers. "Did you know I have Long Lost Brothers?? And that they're evil?? And that they wanna kidnap me?? And that I'm related to Lou Jitsu?? Where is Lou Jitsu anyway??"

So because of that Splinter would probably just tell him his Secret Tragic Backstory way earlier. And also, because Draxum and the three Draxum Jrs might try to kidnap back the only son he has, Splinter would be a bit concerned with making sure Donnie actually has a chance to defend himself. Splinter doesn't seem to be familiar with ninpo in canon, but in the AU he's probably gonna at least know it's A Thing, he just never learned how to use it himself. Donnie'd be reluctant to learn it cuz he's all like "ew, magic, cringe", and it'd be hard if Splinter doesn't know how to use it himself so they'd have to rely on like ancient Hamato texts or something. But he would eventually start figuring it out, before he meets Karai.

[biggesttmntfanintheworld]

platonic mutant mayhem! x gn! human reader headcanons

(btw this was before they got accepted by humans)

sorry if there is spelling mistakes

half of it is movie plot spoilers kinda?????

a bit of angst for leo

you were just looking at the turtles

then Splinter(he was still a little rat btw) found you, were a baby in the sewers just like the turtles

but you were human?

he was scared at first

but then he realized that you can't hurt him and the baby turtles can't too

he dragged you and the turtles to a different spot in the sewers

then he touch the ooze

he turned into a big (old) rat

your new brothers and you were jumping around like crazy

but right then and there Splinter knew he had to take care of you and your brother's

so he did!

he fed you and the turtles

he bathed you and the turtles

he did everything he could for you and the turtles

but...

one day...

while walking around the sewers you, leonardo, raphael, donatello, and michelangelo, saw the flashing lights of New York City and you being just babys wanted to see what was up there

and Splinter thought about it

'why not just try'

he thought

so you all went up there

and you guys saw the pretty lights of New York City

it was going great until...

Splinter bumped into someone

and all hell broke loose...

"the rats got a human baby!!"

a human said

another human tried to take you away

Splinter was NOT letting anyone take you away, you were his baby

so he ran to the nearest sewer

he needed to learn self-defense and you guys too..

15 years later...

(btw you the youngest)

leo

you guys are bestfriends! but..

is a little(a lot) jealous of you

i mean your human! you have so many opportunities and hes just a mutant turtle...

would BARELY let you go out

he says its bc "some human could try to kidnapped you again"(nah its bc he's scared that you'll leave him and be friends with humans)

every time he watches movies with humans in it, he always thinks about how you can do the same thing if you ever wanted to

he gets so mad thinking about it

all he wants is a girlfriend

and you can get all the girls and boys without someone screaming or fainting looking at you

and thats ALL he wants!!

he wants to look like you

a human...

anyway!

he loves and cares about you!

he's always worried if you'll get hurt when your out

he loves you sm(your his fav)

raph

he ALWAYS fights and wrestles you

but if he actually hurts you he'll feel like shit

like soooooo bad

he hurt his baby sibling:(

he'll buy steals you chocolate from the grocery store

hes not jealous of you whatsoever

he doesn't care that you're human

he loves you to death honestly

he literally calls you his baby

"no your not allowed to go outside"

"but why!"

"yeah why can't my baby go out with us"

"raph please stop calling 'name' your baby"

"BUT THEY'RE MY BABY-"

he loves you more than anything in the world

donnie

dorky asf

likes when you two watch anime together

he says its "family bonding"

also makes you listen to K-pop a lot

he says its "family bonding" again

semi jealous of you

on one hand he doesn't care that you're human but on the other hand he's really jealous

sometimes when he's listening to K-pop in the middle of the night

he thinks what it would be like to be you

you know!

anyway!

he loves you a lot

very protective like leo

worrying about your safety every time you're outside

would fix anything Tech wise for you

oh your phone broke? it magically works again

like that type of thing

he loves you sm don't ever forget that!!

mikey

COOLEST BROTHER EVERRRR

let's you do anything you want

he hugs you a lot

you guys sing rich flex pg ver(LMAOO)

says super funny jokes when your sad

he super funny!!!

he loves you a lot:3

you guys get sturdy together

he's not jealous of you one bit

why would he ever get jealous of his siblings appearance?

he NEVER gets mad at you, he loves you:3

(you have a separate room from the boys btw)

he cleans your room for you a lot(with your consent ofc)

he blows you kisses goodbye

I REALLLYYYYY HOPEEE YOU GUYS LIKE ITTTT

BTW IM GOING TO THE BEACH TODAY PRAY FOR ME

BYEEEEEEEE BYEEEEEEEEE

[imagionationstation]

I expanded a bit on the separated au with Shinigami. Here’s extra if you care. I’d love to have your help in expanding this more…if you want to help. No pressure

But here’s basic stuff from my notes app

All turtles are 16 y/o. Leo, and Mikey are raised by Splinter. Raph is raised by Casey’s family. Donnie is raised by Shredder, than later “kidnapped” and raised by Shinigami. 

While exploring the sewers together, Raph and Donatello were swept up by a flood or something and were separated. Raph is found by Casey’s family after they thought it was hurt and lost child. Donnie is found by Shredder.

Shredder over works Donnie, with both his tech stuff as well as training. He’s also juts an asshole. Shinigami becomes Karai’s friend and sees how Shredder is treating Donnie and sneaks him home with her. Karai is distraught and betrayed that her friend took her brother. But Donnie left willingly and is doing great with Shinigami’s family. He’s even taught Magic by them.

After learning about the (idk) Donnie and Shinigami return to NYC where they meet Splinter, Leo, Mikey, April, Casey and Raph (who has already been told what happened and all that). 

Donnie begins staying with Splinter and everyone though he does visit Shinigami (‘s family) quite often or at least he video calls. 

He helps them fight Shredder, but tends to struggle when fighting karai (as he still typically sees her as his sister, though estrange). 

B-days and zodiac: (I chose random dates. Idk remember when their actual b-day is)

Leo - February 10th - Aquarius

Raph - April 2nd - Aries

Donnie - August 13th - Leo 

Mikey - October 11th - Libra

Turtle Species:

Leo - Red-Bellied Cooter

Raph - Red-Eared Slider

Donnie - Red-Eared Slider

Mikey - Golden Thread Turtle

Heights:

Leo - 5’4

Raph - 5’4

Donnie - 5’7

Mikey - 5’2

“Donnie begins staying with Splinter” How dare you split up the family. They raised him like their own and Shini made him her familiar and this is the thanks they get? His brothers can be the ones to do videos calls, you monster. /playful /joking

I imagine Shini stays in New York when he does. So she basically just enters the series earlier and makes herself a part of the family. Then Karai sees both of them and is like, “Leo, we cannot be friends until Shini gives him back” and Leo’s just “This is between you two, m’kay, I will do a lot for you but I have no control over that one.”

I love imagining that Donnie can do some of the stuff Shini can do (but she has the natural talent, obvi) like appearing out of nowhere and acting like he’s been standing in the room the whole time (the brothers can’t decide if he transports, is invisible, or something else entirely) and it always catches his brothers off guard.

How on earth did Splinter manage to adopt three different turtle species of the exact same age. Did he do that on purpose? Interrogate the pet store about all their ages to pick-and-choose possible pets? I mean, I know this is an unnecessary line of thought but I’m thinking it anyway.

Casey and Shini tolerate each other. The “my little brother evidently has an extended family that we had no idea about and I’m okay with that as long as the other family remembers that he was mine first” vibes are shared between them and it leads to rooftop conversations and bonding. Shini still won’t teach him magic, tho.

Donnie would die for that cat.

Headcanon lore: He actually almost does.

Other headcanon: Raph has the hardest time getting Donnie to like him until he gets cat toys. She had a hard time adapting to new surroundings and she relaxes for the first time in weeks.

Donnie instantly has a favorite brother.

Donnie: This is my only friend. I love her more than life itself.

Mikey: Oh, neat! Mine tastes better.

Donnie: What.

[yzafre]

Rise Magic Watch - The Purple Jacket, Pizza Pit, Smart Lair, Hot Soup: The Game

The Purple Jacket - Very funny, very stylish. No magic, though.

Pizza Pit - I forgot "Pizza Week" is not just a thing the brothers do. There's street banners and everything.

Anyways, also no magic, but if you ever want to grab some references of Rise's crazy expressions to practice with, this is the episode to do it (me. It's me. I took so many screenshots.)

Smart Lair - Also no magic, but look at Mikey hugging Donnie while Raph and Leo fight off the evil roombas. So cute.

Hot Soup: The Game - MAGIC CELL PHONE!

I repeat, Magic! Cell Phone!

Thing that exists! Love it love it love it! Also - it glows a bit when someone's trying to "call" you.

It's difficult to see in a still image, but a little glow came out of her back pocket.

Okay, to be fair. These could be "magic walkie-talkies". They might be paired in a set, rather than letting you "call" anyone, but.... I just like magic artifacts! Especially ones that seem focused on "mundane" purposes!

We also get another look at the Foot Clan's portaling ability, here.

It really looks very.... structured. Like something he learned, rather than an innate ability.

New hypothesis: blue is the color of natural portal magic, but this is a spell being used for portal purposes, so it's the color of his magic? Hmmm, but then Draxum's weird square-rectangles portal was a similar color...

And yes I know it's probably just "this is the villain magic color" but we're having fun here, let me live. Maybe this is a color of a certain... brand? Of magic? That can be used for various purposes?

LOOK I really just want to have gotten somewhere with the whole blue-association thing, but it has slipped rapidly through my fingers. Sighhhhh.

Anyways, I'm watching Evil League of Mutants next, so that will be fun. Till next time!

[homoeroticvillain]

finally edited geist and angie vignettes collection i did 🎉

Angie met her best friend when she was sitting in a tree. It was elementary school and due to a lack of friends she tended to spend recess climbing structures she wasn’t supposed to and sitting atop them, an activity that at her age felt like the peak of recreation. It was after one such successful climb that she spotted a tiny boy climbing up after her. She could barely see any of his features due to the rat’s nest sitting on top of his head, a curly mess of black hair that had several leaves and sticks stuck in it due to the journey up the tree. As Angie watched the foreign intrusion on her solitude, the boy actually looked up at her instead of just focusing on which branch to grab next.

“Oh. There’s someone here,” Came a deadpan but squeaky voice, he had to be a 1st grader but Angie would almost think kindergarten with how small he looked.

“Yeah, dumbass,” Angie still scooted over to offer him a hand to get up the last little bit to where she was sitting, “Did you not think to check before you climbed all the way up here?”

“I did, thought I didn’t see anyone,” Angie got a closer look as the boy as he responded, and grabbed her hand to sit next to her. Seemingly every part of him was small, he was shorter than she thought was average, and he was skinny in a does gymnastics way rather than a malnourished way, this was, of course, with the exception of the kid’s nose which managed to take up half of his face.

“Guess you’re blind then,” Angie commented before looking out over the playground, some kids seemed to be running around playing hide and seek or something, or at least they were running around calling out some kid’s name.

“No, you just blend in,” Angie looked down at her dark coloured clothes and shrugged in acquiesce, “Anyways, my name in Michelangelo.” He stuck out his hand a few seconds after introducing himself, as if he was still learning how you’re supposed to interact with people and he didn’t remember how it all worked.

“Angelica. Don’t call me that though, just Angie is fine,” Angie shook Michelangelo's hand briefly not that he actually seemed too happy about it, “Michelangelo is kinda long, you have something shorter?”

“My family calls me Mikey, but I hate it, you can call me whatever.” He shrugged, fiddling with something in his pocket as he talked.

“Hmm,” Angie thought to herself about how else to shorten his name, “Gelo?”

The kid stared at her for a few seconds, apparently he had to have the tenacity to take a little longer than normal on figuring out his emotions. “That works.” Gelo smiled showing off his missing front teeth.

“Those kids are looking for you, by the way.” Angie nodded her head towards the kids running around below them that she now recognized were shouting for a Michelangelo.

“I know, I stole the tall one’s yo-yo.” Gelo was obviously very proud of that fact and he pulled out what he were fidgeting with earlier which turned out to be a brightly coloured yo-yo, specifically one of those one that lit up as you used them.

“Sick.” Angie admired the stolen goods, “You any good at yo-yoing?”

“No,” Gelo laughed as he admitted this fact, “I can do magic though.”

“Really?” Angie looked her tree branch companion up and down, “Is magic a code work for stealing?”

“No, I’m multi talented,” Gelo sounded out the word as he spoke, “I’d show you but I don’t have any of my supplies.”

“Next time then.” Angie was willing to hear the kid out and besides it had been a while since any of the other kids had spoken to her, even if this kid was a thief who looked to be descended from gnomes.

-

Angie hadn’t been spending much time at home recently. Anytime she did she felt like a ghost haunting her own home considering none of her family members seemed to acknowledge her existence, not that she really blamed them. Her sister was dying, or at least that was what the doctor’s said, so she got why they’d have more important things to do. Didn’t mean that it didn’t feel awful existing in that house, when everything stunk of plague and misery and she felt like a hole in the wall someone had covered with a poster of the Mona Lisa. So, she had taken to staying over at Gelo’s as much as possible instead. It was a lot nicer at his house, it was less crowed with concerned aunts and uncles and everyone in the house actually knew her name.

Gelo’s mother was one of the nicest people Angie had ever met, she had been overjoyed when her son had brought home a friend and she’d immediately taken to learning all of Angie’s favourite foods to make whenever she was there. She was a little… weird at times though. Angie had asked Gelo about it but he had dismissed it with saying she just has some quirks that run in the family. Angie was a little unsure how staring into space for hours and turning the stove on and off repeatedly runs in the family, but eventually decided that it wasn’t any of her business.

Gelo’s father wasn’t someone she saw very often and from what Gelo’s told her it was the same for him. His father apparently worked long hours doing… something? No one seemed capable of explaining to her what he actually did just that it made good money and caused him to be late to dinner pretty much every night. The only other thing she knew about him was that Gelo’s mother loved him very much and the two of them did seem to find time in their busy schedules to go out for dates every week. So, she imagined he was quite the romantic. Not to mention he always seemed quite invested anytime Angie regaled her, very limited, romantic trysts during the few times he was home.

On those date nights, Gelo would stay over at his grandfather’s place, and with increasing frequency Angie would do the same thing. At Gelo’s grandfather’s house was where Angie finally got to see Gelo’s famed magic tricks, and he was genuinely good at it, although the reason for that fact became obvious when she found out his grandfather used to be an actual real life professional magician when he was younger. He certainly had the dramatics for it, he over emphasized all his expressions and feelings the same way Gelo was starting to do.

Gelo had other family but Angie didn’t know them, they weren’t all crowded into the same house in the same way her family was. Usually it really was just her and Gelo with a single adult vaguely supervising them, although both Gelo’s mother and grandfather knew at this point that Angie would keep Gelo out of any serious trouble, and if he managed to convince her to do something then there was nothing the either of them could do to get them to stop anyways. Once Gelo had sweet talked her into helping him steal his mom’s heels which when his Grandfather, who was over for dinner, found them stumbling around in Gelo’s room in them all he did was burst out laughing before slipping them on himself and showing them how it was done.

In the future she wouldn’t be able to think of all the specifics, but she knew she would remember Gelo’s mom carefully crafting her an ice cream sundae even though Gelo didn’t have the same sweet tooth she did, she would remember Gelo’s dad attempting to very seriously give her a talk about how to properly ask out the girl she had a crush on, and she would remember Gelo’s grandfather tripping on a crack in the floor, and face planting while wearing bright red heels that were two sizes too small.

-

“Did you take your meds?” Angie asked as she sat down next to Gelo on the pew.

“Who are you my dad?” Gelo turned and glared at her, “Yes, I did.”

Angie searched his face for any signs of deceit and decided that he did probably take his medication this morning. It was a new thing, the medication, but after people finally clued in that mental problems ran in his family they took him to a doctor and got him checked out. According to Gelo, he almost escaped the appointment with a seal of approval of nothing being wrong until upon trying to leave he opened the door and closed it at least 20 times. So, medication happened, it did seem to be helping? But it was hard for Angie to tell amidst everything else going on. Speaking of everything else, the pastor started the proceedings.

Angie’s family had never been terribly religious, of course, there was a certain standard of catholicism, but at the very least she knew her sister had always said she wanted to be an organ donor, and be buried under a tree when she died, not that that had happened yet. This wasn’t the case with Gelo’s family, which was obvious from the very traditional funeral proceeding happening before her. There was lots of speeches and crying and Gelo’s mother was to be buried in their local church’s graveyard. This was the first funeral Angie had attended and it really wasn’t the one she suspected it would be. She had prepared herself for her sister’s death, she already had a speech written, and an outfit picked out, an outfit she had to re purpose for this occasion instead. She wasn’t prepared for her best friend’s mom to die, no one had been ready for it. One day she was alive and making pancakes for Angie and Gelo, and the next she was bleeding out in her bathtub.

Angie turned to look at Gelo, she had yet to see him cry about it. She was with him when they found out the news, his father had went upstairs to check on his wife, and came back down sobbing and dialing 118 with his hands covered in his wife’s stale blood. Angie remembered looking at Gelo in that moment and seeing him have the first blank face she had seen on him since back when they first met and he was still figuring out expressions.

-

Angie heard complaints about Adam before she ever met him. He was apparently some lanky blonde thing with an obnoxious accent, and an obvious fetish for looking richer than he was. So she was rather disappointed when she met him, and he seemed normal enough.

“You’re Adam?” She asked when a tall effeminate boy walked into the front room of Gelo’s house.

“That’s what they call me.” Adam snarked, he did have a slight accent, a combination of a Parisian speaking Italian, and gay lisp that might as well have been a blaring announcement of his sexuality if the fact he dressed like a carbon copy of his mother didn’t already do that.

“Angie,” Angie pointed to herself in some sort of caveman equivalent of an introduction, “You’ll probably see a lot of me.”

Adam nodded before moseying into the kitchen. He honestly didn’t seem that bad in Angie's opinion but she knew Gelo simply didn’t enjoy the idea of someone invading their space. Gelo’s father, Frank as Angie had taken to calling him by his actual name in recent years, had fallen head over heels for a French recent divorcee with a son who was pursuing “acting.” Everyone in the family except Gelo was happy about it, even Angie but she didn’t dare argue with her best friend on the subject. Although even she would admit that it did seem the two adults were moving a little fast, Angie got being a romantic but moving in together after only a few months especially after not dating anyone for 2 years seemed…. Unwise but she wasn’t one to judge.

In the meantime she headed up to Gelo’s room, passing by the kitchen as she did so just to see Adam pouring himself a glass of red wine, she looked at her watch to see it was barely 3 pm on a Sunday, but Adam was 18 so he could make his own decisions on the matter. Angie knocked on Gelo’s bedroom door before letting herself in.

“Ang?” Came back her best friend’s voice.

“The one and only,” Angie opened the door to see Gelo lying on their back staring at the decade old stars on their ceiling, “No alcoholic step brothers here.”

“Alcoholic's a new one,” Gelo turned to face her with a modicum of concern on their face, “Also he isn’t my step brother yet.”

“Give it a few weeks,” Angie nudged Gelo with her foot causing them to squirm out of the way before she sat down, “What’s the plan for today, Boss?”

“Was planning on lying here until I rotted into the floor, but since you’re here we can head to my Granddad’s,” Gelo started to push themselves up with a sigh before Angie interrupted.

“No way, your step mom-to-be invited me to dinner and I’m not missing a chance to help her in the kitchen,” Angie wagged her eyebrows at Gelo’s disgusted face, “If you get what I mean.”

Gelo stuck out their tongue, “Yuck, never say that to me again.”

“Hey c’mon, Y’know I need a rebound,” Angie swung her arm around Gelo after giving them a look to make sure it was okay.

“Did Lize break up with you?” Gelo brows furrowed with a frown.

“I wish you wouldn’t assume that it’s always them who break it off,” Angie shoulders slumped, “But yes, so you have to let me hit on your Dad’s Beau.”

“Lord knows I can’t stop you,” Gelo stood up, offering a hand to Angie as they did, “We can go torment an alcoholic in the meantime, I s’pose.”

“Works for me,” Angie grabbed their hand and pulled herself up.

A lot had happened in the time between Gelo’s mother’s death and now. That first year felt like a thick fog that Angie had to try and pull her friend through. It was rough, but she knew they were through it when Gelo had a genuine conversation with her about how they didn’t feel like a man. She remembered with perfect clarity the wetness in their eyes when they remarked how their mother would never know that they weren’t her son. In the time since then Angie had been prodding them to tell the rest of their family that fact, especially with how obvious it was now that none of them would have an issue with it considering the amount of them that attended one of Adam’s performances which consisted of him putting on a frock and lip syncing to Joan Crawford. It was pretty good lip syncing from what she was told at least. Either way, her and Gelo headed downstairs to harass a man she had only just met because it would make her best friend happy, as was life.

-

Angie looked over at her friend who was currently fumbling through their pockets, “So, how are we getting into this thing?”

“One second I’ve almost…” Gelo held up a crooked little piece of metal, “Found it!”

Gelo leaned down to the lock on the door and started haphazardly shoving the little device into it. The building the two of them were currently attempting to break into was an old abandoned building the two had passed everyday on their way to school for years. It wasn’t anything fancy, probably just some old apartment building that felt out of place among the modern condos barely a block away. Yet, here they were with some lock pick Gelo had bought online, and a flashlight Angie “borrowed” from her Uncle.

“Huzzah!” Gelo pushed open the door with a creak, “Just like magic!”

“You really don’t need to fiddle there for ages trying to make it all click perfectly?” Angie asked as she turned on the flashlight, and headed inside.

“Nope! Just gotta-” Gelo made an obscene gesture with the pick, “And open sesame!”

“I like the other way more, it looks cooler.” Angie commented as she looked around what somewhat resembled a lobby.

“It does, doesn't it…” Gelo deflated as they pocketed the pick, and started poking around themselves.

The lobby was small, it had a small desk with a brick of a computer on it, and one of those vintage green lamps Angie had always kinda liked. By the desk was a dead plant that was probably well taken care of at some point considering the amount of dead leaves that had fallen into the floor as well as a row of metal mailboxes that now that Angie thought about it might have some goodies in them.

“Hey!” Angie called out to Gelo who was currently prodding at the computer keyboard with some gloves they must have just put on, “Mind giving these things a little wham bam?”

“Hm?” Gelo looked up like a startled deer before locking on to the mail boxes, “Ooo good eye.”

Gelo headed over and pulled out the rake before mumbling inni mini miny mo under their breath, and picked a lock to start with. There were 10 different boxes in total, presumably matching the number of apartments in the building. Some of the name labels were too worn to read, but the one Gelo picked first seemed to read “Amando”

Gelo pulled the small door open after a moment of raking only to sigh once they reached inside, “Just a bunch of old bills,” Gelo passed the envelopes to Angie.

Angie flipped through the papers, apparently Amando was having car insurance issues, “Oh, hey, also some expired coupons,” Angie held up her find, 5% off at a corner store she was pretty sure shut down just last year.

“Wow. Such a great find,” Gelo remarked before moving on to the next mailbox, “Let's hope…. Name that starts with F, I think? Has something better!”

They didn’t. It continued on like that for a bit, unpaid bills, old newspapers, which Angie actually found kind of interesting, and the occasional coupon.

“I don’t think we’re finding anything in here,” Gelo opened the next box and stuck their hand in, “Ewww this one’s sticky.” They yanked their hand out immediately and attempted to shake the feeling off of their gloved hand.

Angie shined the flashlight inside that particular box, “Nothing in there. Someone must have just spilled something in it at some point.”

“Still gross,” Gelo shut that unpleasant treasure trove with a clang, and opened the next one.

Gelo shoved their hand inside, and their eyes lit up as their hand wrapped around something not flat and papery for once. Pulling their hand out revealed a small cardboard box with a label for the building they were raiding stamped on it. Gelo visibly jumped up in excitement.

“Open it!” Gelo shoved the box at Angie as they shifted back and forth on their feet, “Oh, it feels like Christmas!”

Angie rolled her eyes, but still unclipped the swiss army knife she had hanging off her belt. She flipped open the knife, and cut through the tape on the box with little flourish, and opened the package.

“It’s…” Gelo pulled out the smaller box inside, “Jewelry?”

“Maybe it’s an engagement ring.” It was the right type of box, one of those flip open velvet ones, although Angie couldn’t imagine anyone leaving an engagement ring behind in their apartment mailbox.

Gelo opened the box to reveal a pair of golden necklaces, they were simple with matching halves of a heart strung on small chains, they looked like the more expensive version of a friendship necklace.

Gelo gently picked them up, and examined them, “Better with my other half,” Gelo read off from the engravings on them, “Someone must have ordered the custom engraving then moved out and broke up with whoever this was about, then forgot all about it.”

“Well, it’s ours now.” Angie smirked and held out her hand, Gelo handed her one of the necklaces. She unclipped it and strung it around her neck.

Once Angie was done putting on hers Gelo handed her the other necklace before turning around. Angie sighed and unclipped it to put around Gelo’s neck, it was admittedly harder for them to put on necklaces themselves due to their hair getting in the way and on multiple occasions getting their hair caught on whatever they were trying to put on. She patted Gelo on the back once she was done, and finally looked at her watch as they turned back around, and fiddled with their new accessory.

“We’ve missed the last bus.” Angie commented, looking from her watch.

“What, really?” Gelo looked up from admiring their new necklace with distress, “We didn’t even get to check the actual apartments.”

“We can do it another day,” Angie started heading towards the door, kicking aside discarded and ripped through envelopes on the ground, “You should call your brother to pick us up in the mean time.”

“Ugh, really?” Gelo stuck out their tongue, although the complaint was a lot more playful than it used to be.

“It’s him or your father,” Angie knew Gelo’s granddad would be sleeping far too deeply to answer a phone at this time, Adam on the other hand was probably out doing poppers in a club bathroom at this hour.

“Alright, alright,” Gelo waved off Angie before pulling out their phone and dialing their brother.

The two of them headed outside into the cool night air as the phone rang. It took a few rings before Adam picked up, but that was normal. As Gelo explained the situation, Angie tuned it out, and took the time to make it at least a little less obvious that the building had just been ransacked.

As she finished that, and pulled the door shut she came out to see that Gelo was off the phone and lighting a cigarette. They had picked up the habit after the funeral, but they had finally gotten old enough now that they had stopped trying to hide it, not that it was legal for them yet but the average person cared less about a soon to be 16 year old smoking on the side of the road than a 12 year old squatting behind a building coughing up a storm from trying to smoke a cigarette they stole from their granddad’s stash.

“He’ll be here in a bit.” Gelo announced as Angie walked to stand next to them on the curb.

And they were right, in under 10 minutes the “Robin’s egg blue” monstrosity that Adam drove swerved into view. It parked in front of them with a jolt, the front tire fully up on the curb. Angie and Gelo stared wide eyed for a second before Adam opened the front door.

Gelo handed Angie their lit cigarette, “Angie’s driving!”

Angie took a single hit before tossing the cigarette and crushing it under her boot before announcing the same, “I’m driving!”

“Fuck off!” Came back Adam’s slurred response, but he got out of the car anyways and tossed Angie the keys, “The hell you guys doing out here anyways?”

Both Gelo and Angie ignored him in favour of getting in the car, and out of the cool air.

-

“You want me to…” Adam’s face contorted in disgust as he looked down at Angie, “Carry things?”

“Yes,” Angie dropped a box full of clothes into his hands, “You came along, so you help.”

Adam pouted as he looked down at the box in his hands, “I just wanted to scope out the campus, for… y’know,” He tried to wave his hand around, but forgot he was carrying something and almost dropped it on the ground.

“Hot guys? This isn’t a bathhouse, y’know,” Angie rolled her eyes and shoved Adam in the direction of her new dorm and headed over to her car to grab herself a box and see what Gelo was doing rummaging around in her trunk.

“Your brother’s a whore.” Angie announced as she came up behind Gelo who currently looked like an ostrich buried with their head in the sand except the sand was her trunk and they didn’t really look like an ostrich, okay, not a great metaphor on Angie’s part.

“Is this supposed to be news?” Gelo pulled themselves out with a tacky shirt now in their hands, “This is mine y’know.” They waved around the brightly coloured monstrosity.

“Silly me, I thought you leaving it at my place and later hanging it up in my closet when you decided to clean the place meant it was mine,” Angie honestly just didn’t know she packed it since she pretty much just grabbed everything in her closet shoved it in a box.

“Well, I’m taking it back,” Gelo announced with their hands on their hips.

“Stop stalling and help me carry. ” Angie grabbed another box of clothes and handed it to Gelo, effectively shutting them up before grabbing herself a box of what looked to be trinkets and actual useful junk, aka the heaviest of the boxes.

The two headed towards the dorm building just to see Adam waiting outside the door impatiently tapping his foot. He glared at Angie as she unlocked the door with a new key that had been attached to her carabiner. The three of them headed upstairs and down a hall before arriving at the dorm that had been assigned to Angie, she knocked on the door before reaching to unlock it as well. Instead the door opened before she could.

The door was opened by a tanned young women with a big smile on her face, presumably Angie’s roommate. This was fashion school so Angie felt justified in examining the women’s outfit, not that Angie herself really dressed up for what was just glorified manual labour. Although it was obvious that her future roommate had, what with her animal print with pink and black fluffy skirt and black blouse with a large pink bow hanging off the front. Her hair was bleached a light brown and her makeup was thick with fake lashes big enough to be used as a fan.

“Hi!” The women waved, Angie’s eyes latched onto the bejeweled nails attached to her, “Which one of you is my roommate?” Her eyes bounced between the three of them. Apparently, Adam and Gelo were both feminine enough that them being in a women’s dorm was believable.

“That’d be me.” Angie nodded and put her hand up as much as she could while carrying a cardboard box, “These two are just the help,” Adam sighed while Gelo put on a big grin and waved back at the woman.

“It’s so great to meet you!” The women clasped her hands together, “OH! I’m sorry let me move out of your way,” She moved to the side and finally the three of them could set their boxes down.

The room was cramped to say the least. There were two twin beds on each side of the room, one was clear while the other was covered in dozens of plush toys. Angie set her box on the empty bed. Adam and Gelo did the same. After so Adam went and sulked in the corner while Gelo instead went up to the women and introduced themself.

“I’m Gelo,” Gelo smiled and stuck out their hand, “You’ll probably see a lot of me!”

The women shook their hand, “I’m Coral! I really like your shirt by the way!” Definitely not her real name, and of course she would like Gelo’s shirt, it sparkled in the sun on their way here.

“Aw thanks,” Gelo simpered, “Your outfit is really cute too.”

Angie rolled her eyes and sauntered next to Gelo, “Angie,” She pointed at herself with her thumb.

“I like your necklace!” Coral pointed out, obviously someone who felt the need to compliment everyone she met, “Where’d you-” Her eyes looked over at Gelo, “Oh my gosh, you’re matching, that’s so cute!” She wiggled in place a little, “Are you two dating?”

Adam audibly choked on air from where he was standing examining his nails.

“No,” Angie and Gelo answered in sync, “Just friends,” Angie finished.

“Oh, well I was just wondering since my boyfriend,” Goddammit, Angie thought to herself “Will probably be visiting me lot too so,” Coral seemed to suddenly realize something, “If you don’t mind I mean?”

“I don’t care,” Angie reassured, “Just don’t be too loud.”

“We’ll try not to be,” Coral nodded before suddenly raising her eyebrows, “Oh! You meant like that! Um, we’ll try not to be loud then too….”

Angie and Coral continued to chat for a few minutes, with Gelo occasionally chirping in before Adam loudly sighed forcing everyone’s attention towards him.

“I did have other things to do today, y’know,” Adam proclaimed to the room, arms crossed.

“Alright, alright,” Angie acquiesced, “I can drive you back.”

Angie waved Coral goodbye with a promise to be back in a bit and the three of them headed downstairs towards Angie’s car.

-

The sound of a champagne cork popping rung in Angie’s ears and she watched as foam split all over the floor.

“Wow,” Gelo deadpanned at their brother, “I’m so glad this is such an important occasion that you would bust out the big guns.”

“Shut up,” Adam scowled as he poured the cheap champagne, Angie was pretty sure the bottle was made of plastic, “This cost a least… 10 euros.”

“Really shelled out, huh?” Angie took the glass he handed to her, at least the glasses themselves were nice enough, but that as because they were his mother’s, “Did you even buy them an actual gift?”

“Yes,” Adam rolled his eyes and handed Gelo a gift bag that had been sitting at his feet.

Gelo tore into it like squirrel digging for acorns causing brightly coloured shredded paper to go everywhere. Most of it landing where Adam has split the champagne which just meant more of a mess that Angie would probably end up volunteering to clean up. Gelo ended up pulling out a pair of striped shorts with every primary coloured stamped onto them, they looked 90s and were actually a pretty good gift considering their wardrobe.

Gelo tossed the bag aside and hugged Adam causing Adam to almost spill more champagne this time from the flute he had in one hand, “We get it, you like it,” Adam deadpanned and pushed his sibling away from him and turned his gaze to Angie.

“My turn?” Angie asked rhetorically and pulled out a small box wrapped in tacky birthday wrapping she had stashed in her pant pocket. She tossed the box at Gelo who managed to grab it perfectly as it arched above them.

Gelo ripped into it the same way as before and uncovered a plain black box that when they opened revealed a watch. It was a nice watch with a real black leather wrist strap and with cards representing the numbers. Angie had seen it at an antique store a few weeks ago and knew that it would be perfect. She ended having to work a bit extra at her uncle mechanic’s store to afford it but it was worth it for the look on Gelo’s face right now.

It was rare to see Gelo make a genuine expression, had been for as long Angie knew them. She knew they quite literally spent their mornings in front of the mirror perfecting their expressions, sometimes you could still spot how different parts of their face would slot into place when meant to showcase something specific. Their eyebrows would raise before they remembered to contort their mouth correctly. It was a habit that Angie had seen Gelo’s grandfather do as well, although he was always much smoother with the whole process. While Frank, Gelo’s father, just never seemed to bother with it, his face blank almost all the time, you had to figure out his feelings from his words instead. This was all a fact that Angie had accepted a long time ago, but that didn’t mean she didn’t like trying to see Gelo’s true face. Which she saw now, a completely blank expression.

Most other people would probably assume that meant that they didn’t like it, but Angie had learned that a blank face on Gelo simply meant that their expressions were too strong for a second for them to process and figure out the correct expression in that moment. Their face was only blank for a few seconds until their face broke out into a huge grin.

Gelo pulled out the watch and held out their wrist, Angie set her flute of champagne down on the floor and helped put on the watch for them. Gelo held their wrist in front of their face and looked at how the watch looked on them.

“Thank you,” Gelo spoke softly with a tilt of their head.

“Yeah yeah,” Angie bumped shoulders with Gelo, “Come on, your step mom made cake and I want some.”

[jessie223]

TMNT ITERATION/AU

Still no name decided yet, leave ideas!

The main turtle gang!

Shimigami/shimi, Irma, Casey, April

here are their personalities and relationships with the turtles below! Along with relationships with each other.

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APRIL /15/ SHE/HER/THEY

- She's very defensive about things she likes, almost possessive. she most often expects the worst from people, and often bites back harder than necessary. They mainly are interested in photography and film, often taking pictures of anything they find interesting to her. Which at some point, caused her to meet the turtles. Which in a long goose chase, they achieved and got rid of the photo of them she got. It was a pretty bad introduction, but it eventually evolved into a sibling-like friendship with them. April being a little bit more aggressive and rough housing than they were used to, but slowly adjusted.

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CASEY JONES /14/ HE/HIM

- Compared to most Casey's, he's quite relaxed and chill. An older brother type of person, still slightly roughed around the edges. He's responsible, but admittedly struggles with authority. His dad owns a pizza shop and he delivers pizzas whenever he's not playing hockey. Which is how he met Mikey, delivering a pizza to them. Eventually, Mikey and him formed a friendship and evolved into friending the rest of the turtles. With how he met April it was mainly a childhood friendship, their parents knew each other and they always had classes together so it just evolved. Casey is actually the one who met the turtles first before April.

IRMA /17/SHE/HER

- think Velma from Scooby do, but with even more confidence and belief in her self and opinions. Not Rise!Donnie level confident, but sort of close. Irma is homeschooled and quite enjoys it, she's practically in college level learning in her senior year online right now. She has paraplegia and can't travel without a wheelchair. She met Donnie online through a tech related forum of sorts and the two became online friends, not knowing much about their personal lives. Her and April are cousins, and often stay over at each other's houses. It's then that April explains the turtles to her and shes like "wait- that sounds like-" which causes her to eventually meet the turtles. Which, in all honesty she didn't expect them to be that young. It was a little awkward, but they got over it quickly.

SHIMIGAMI /17/SHE/THEY

-She is completely nonverbal and doesn't speak, but her personality still shines through anyway. She's known to be mischievous and a little bit of a prick but in a silly way. She's quite gentle and caring towards those she knows. But even then she can be terrifying if need be. She has an amputated arm, but when she needs to she uses her magic to achieve what she needs in the current moment. She doesn't use it often since it drains quite a lot of energy. She and Irma are girlfriends and met at a library. The two eventually hit it off and now have a good relationship. As for meeting the turtles she met them during one of their patrols of New York, catching her doing magic. Admittedly they scared her a bit when she saw them, so she ran away. Eventually she gets re-introduced and apologizes, even though they assure her she doesn't need to.

[noirleo]

Ooh, are we sharing TMNT OCs? Mine is a fluffy Ragamuffin cat mutant with white fur, pink curly hair and blue eyes. She's a bit tall, plus-sized and is an anxious cinnamon roll. At her best she's a lot like Pinkie Pie from MLP: Friendship is magic, but she also deals a lot with anxiety, depression and some PTSD..

She eventually acquires a mystic item called The Heart of Healing, which heals wounds, cures poison and illnesses, and places a force field around a wounded comrade to protect them while healing in combat.

Over time she learns basic self-defense and takes fencing lessons from Senior Hueso. She has a long way to go as far as being allowed to be in combat, but she's getting at least to the point where the boys and April aren't quite as worried.

She loves drawing, singing, writing, dancing in the kitchen, swimming, watching nature documentaries, reading, cosplay, collecting stuffed animals and anime figurines, taking "cat-naps", video games and cuddling.

She's very physically affectionate and comforting, and loves giving and receiving physical touch and words of affirmation. She gets incredibly flustered when people flirt with her, but she loves exchanging cheesy puns and dad jokes. She sometimes makes art for her friends and likes to cook simple meals for them.

She's much smarter and better educated than she lets on, and will info-dump about her passions if she's not careful. She also really enjoys it when people get excited to talk about projects with her!

She was human before, but engages in some feline behaviors (rubbing her cheeks unintentionally on someone or something to "mark" them, purring, tacking carpet pieces to her wall for her to scratch, being chased by dogs/Gus the demon dog, curling up for naps almost anywhere, and needing to obsessively be clean/brushed/smelling nice).

She does not have a raspy tongue, thank goodness, and she blunts her claws to keep from accidentally hurting herself or others. Otherwise most of her body looks surprisingly human.

She has a younger sister (based on my own sister!) who was mutated into a mystic spider girl and temporarily taken under Big Mama's wing, until a team effort convinced her to leave and find her own place in the city. I ship said spider sis with Cassandra "Casey" Jones.

I'm kind of struggling on who I want to ship her with out of the boys. I'm actually writing a fan fiction with her and to be honest, I love all the boys so much. ❤💙💜💛 Any suggestions would be so appreciated!

I have a strong feeling she and Mikey would at least be besties for resties.

Sorry if this is a lot! I have a bit of art for her too.

Michan, the Ragamuffin cat girl mutant, is the one with the pink hair and blue dress on the right. Her friend Rumiko is the fox girl on the left.

as an older sister the urge to add your siblings into the mix is so real i always add mine in somehow lol

ok i know you said she keeps her claws dulled but, for your consideration

boom. claw caps.

anyways

does she do that thing where cats go up to someone to help them stretch and they raise their arms up in the air? i feel like raph would really get a kick out of that

she sounds like such a cutie, and i love that she’s a healer which is a totally underrated role for characters to play imo

[skele-girl999]

I was just writing a ROTTMNT fanfic based around Future!Rise Mikey and I went off on a tangent immediately explaining how I think Mystics, Magic and Ninpo work. Thing is, it doesn't work with the scene at all, and I can't think of any planned scene I could appropriately put it in. At least not one within the near future.

My solution? Copy paste the whole thing onto Tumblr and see what other people think of it, while I keep a copy stashed away for future reference. You never know, I may get a cool idea to add on from someone else.

Head Cannon/Lore Drop below:

"Mystics, magic and Ninpo were all different, despite how similar they may look from an outside perspective. They had different activation requirements, different tools, and they also just felt different to use. But they also behaved very differently as well.

You could do just about anything with magic, your only limitations were the strength of your conduit and how much power you could extract from the world around you. Though it did require some skill and practice to use, and was in fact the most difficult to learn. Mikey couldn’t do magic, as its complexity made it a bit of a dying artform.

The people of Witch Town were the only ones who had any mastery of magic, and they were among the first to be taken out during the Krang invasion's first attack after they got the Technodrome.

Mystics are a little easier, if more directionless and physically taxing, not to mention limited. They depended deeply on someone’s personal energy reserves, and it was influenced by your emotions. Someone with low or no mystic energy would not be able to use mystics, since they would have no power to give. And for the people who do have power, they would be restricted by only a few abilities based on their personality and nothing else.

Draxum described Michelangelo as a warm, lighthearted person with a vast imagination, who could quickly turn dangerous and highly destructive when provoked or desperate. This is why he could use fire, gravity manipulation, and make solid light projections, but couldn't create ice, or control plants, or some other ability like that.

It helped that he had such a large well of energy to draw from. The largest amount of mystic energy Draxum had ever seen in a single person, in fact.

Ninpo, unlike the other two, was a lot less understood. It was one of those abilities that only a select few could have gained and only unlocked under very specific circumstances, like Chi, dreamwalking, prophecy, or true enlightenment.

But, after having their own Ninpo studied and the few remaining records of the power examined, Donnie and Draxum managed to pull together a working theory on it.

Basically, Ninpo is the ability to use one’s deep emotional connections, specifically family, to harness major facets of their personality and project them into some kind of power. The take of this give tended to vary, most likely based on the strength of the user and the aforementioned family bonds, but it seemed to be focused on the body.

It messed with cellular growth, the consumption of vitamins and minerals, and the production of hormones. All of this often led to an increased ageing and health problems. Though Draxum and Donnie were hesitant to solidly confirm any specific symptoms, considering the apocalypse was a breeding ground for premature ageing due to stress and health problems caused by horrible living conditions anyway.

Ninpo also seemed to be hereditary, which was something that they couldn't really figure out an answer for with their circumstances. Not only did they have a limited sample size, but all of them being from the same family meant no diversity, and them being mutants also messed with the research.

The two scientists of the family were very bitter about this, but did still try to work with what they had."

And that's about it! Now go, my fellow turtle fans, give me your opinions and theories. I wish to see how I could improve what I've written (and maybe rant about the fic this was written for).

[spacefinch]

Magic School Bus episodes that would have been greatly improved by Mikey being in them

It is a crime that he only appeared in two episodes.

Note: all episodes I think he should be in take place after “Getting Energized.” That episode is a good intro for him.

Anyway: here’s the list.

Out of This World. The whole episode has a bunch of Star Trek references, and I could see him being the Scotty of the team.

Ups and Downs. More opportunities for him and Carlos to cause physics and energy related chaos, this time with buoyancy.

Gets a Bright Idea. I don’t know. It would be interesting to have him and Janet in the same episode. And no doubt he would see right through the Pepper’s Ghost trick, engineering genius that he is.

Makes a Rainbow. Not sure if he would be in the pinball machine or outside trying to help Arnold distract Mr. Ruhle. Carlos already tried (and failed) to buy the rest of the class some time in “Getting Energized.” I’d like to see if his little brother is any better at keeping people busy.

Rocks and Rolls or Holiday Special. Just so I can see what his winter outfit looks like.

Gets Swamped. Again: putting Mikey and Janet in the same room would be entertaining. Also: it’d be cool to see him and his brother both learn to like swamps.

Sees Stars. Again: space.

Gets Charged. Electricity and energy are his specialties, after all!

Other thoughts:

Janet: bossy, boastful, kind of a jerk, but has her moments of being nice. Can be overconfident.

Mikey: from what I can tell, very kind and positive. Also a bit overconfident.

For those of you asking: “Why is Mikey in this episode? Isn’t he in his own class?” Well, he likes going on adventures.

If he is to appear in any episodes prior to his official debut, those episodes should be “Flexes Its Muscles” and “Revving Up.”

[taromilksnake]

8:19am 陰天, clarity

his favorite kind of weather outside

slept pretty well, meowu come in my face, she did her usual under cover, rotate, pillow cuddle even with the cone on, which is really cute. some trouble falling asleep but slept deeply and dreamlessly. woke up and immediately fantasized about having anthony over and fucking tearing his clothes off and cuddling and having him fuck me. part of that is also just the fantasy of cohabiting in general

good news is that my period seems to be tapering off. the wrist braces at night seems to help a lot too, and meowu is slowly but surely healing up her nose in her cone (our “coquette little lamp”).

learned a lot about myself last night. sherry came over to hangout and do work, went out to dinner with julia and sherry up north. relaxed by the end of the night, but the mood was a lil quiet, and lil weird in hindsight. conflict of interests/needs (me being alone and lonely for several days, julia and sherry needing social recovery/down time after grandma visit fucked them over and got them sick for several days). basically just unfortunate timing, but it hit a nerve when julia was triggered by me stopping by as a surprise (i felt like mom a bit too), and it hit a nerve even when sherry was sympathetic and telling me that unintentionally it felt that i was “disrespectful” of their down time by wanting to be more “on” or hang out. same “issue” as the phone conversation with anthony actually, in that he wanted our time to be more chill and i wanted attention and engagement. bad timing indeed, as anthony also needs his time to get his life in order (and catch up on sleep by the sounds of it), so i really have been emotionally alone, at least in bouts and hours at a time. it was nice for sherry to reiterate that they haven’t been “emotionally available” to me, and that we will reconvene and debrief once they’ve rested up and we’re all in a better headspace. hearing from sherry, it’s gave me clarity that it’s felt extra lonely, since sherry and julia are on the same page, having experienced similar exhaustion and frustration.

the theme really is just my need for attention. remember suddenly that anthony told me i “can just ask” for cuddling or attention after my first Magic breakdown, and the silly meme that says “if you feel needy, then take.” we had a fun conversation about the signs too, and julia’s assessment for leo’s (shared by her friend) was dead on — pretends to be aloof, but secretly craves attention and is not beneath lying and manipulation to get it. at the same time, is deeply loyal (and regal, like a lion), and will “put the spotlight on others.” attention from leo’s feels truly special (maybe because they appreciate it so much themselves. i hope that’s true. i hope that my presence is appreciated, wanted. i’m remembering the other piece of sherrys conversation, that julia and sherry do want to know what’s been happening in my life, that dating anthony is a big change and they do care and want to know. that it’s just bad timing. i hope i didn’t misspeak when i said sherry and mikey seemed like they were “going thru a rough patch” some affirmations: grandma wants me around, anthony wants me around, meowu wants me around, sherry wants me around, julia wants me around, mom wants me around, gavriela does, lito and teresa does, cassandra does too. lots of people consider me a part of the periphery of their life, if nothing else.

i’ve (re)learned a lot about myself having (forcibly lol) spent so much time by myself, and getting to talk to sherry after being honest about hesitations on talking about anthony. that even with people closest to me, i still need to be brave and speak up about my desires, however awkwardly or poorly received. how acute my sense of rejection is when threads of my conversation is glossed over, and that it’s important to pick them back up anyway, social norms be damned. if you’re needy then take. that my deepest fear and insecurity ultimately is to be unwanted, to be rejected at my most vulnerable.

lots of complete today (including finishing cleanup, ideally), but let me take today one moment at a time and do my best to enjoy every moment, like a time being, like it’s the second try, like ms harts advice. it’s going to be ok, and you’re going to have a blast 💞

[ravensinaofnewyork]

##Raven's Diary.##

Dear Diary. Hello! You know what? You're my first ever Diary ever in my whole life! Isn't that something! That means you're really really special.

Anyways, Diary, I wanna tell you about my family cause I really really love them! I haven't had them for very long but ever since I met them a lot of things happened! I used to have a mean brother named Vincent. I do not like Vincent : ( he's a butthole.

But now I have Poppa and Papa and Dapa and Azzy and Dawn and Juni and Gelato and Nana and Uncle Raphie and Uncle Mikey and Uncle Donnie (UNCLE DONNIE IS REALLY REALLY BIG :0)

That's a lot of people! I never thought I'd have so many people to care about cause I thought I was gonna be alone forever and ever 😢

Poppa is a feelings doctor! He helps people with their feelings and he's really super pretty and cool! He's from a place I don't know how to spell but he lives in new York! Sometimes he's sad but lots of times he's nice or flirting with Papa and Dapa or helping us...I think he tries to help a lot and it makes him tired. I'm gonna be a feelings doctor so I can help him not feel tired. Cuz I love him!!!!

Dapa and Papa are almost the same person except Papa is differently different! Cuz he is not bald and he has cool sunglasses to help his see poppas pretty face. Papa helped get rid of Vincent but it was real scary but it's okay cuz he is safe now. He sometimes gets stuck in the past like a nightmare but I will help him so he's happy again

Dapa showed me magic trick! I can't wait to learn more so I can be more special! It was very cool!

Azzy is my big brother now. He's a turtle! So is Papa and Dapa and almost everybody I forgot to tell you that I am sorry. Azzy hurt his Knee and he has a mask and lots of plushies and he is scared sometimes. I think Azzy is a little like me cause we both got hurt by people but he keeps getting hurt too. If I could I would take all of Azzy's pain so that he doesn't have to hurt. I can do it cause I hurt all the time so it is okay. I drew a picture of him but I don't think he liked it but he wasn't mean about it so I have saved it just in case he changes his mind

Dawn is my pretty big sister. She is very nice and gives good hugs. I scared her a little but I will try not to do that cuz I don't want her to be sad. I love her too!

Junior is my little brother but only by a little bit. He's really smart and has a cool mask and he is Azzy's brother first but he is also nice to me. I have never been a big sister. I do not think I'm doing it right cause Junior seems more like a big brother. He is taller than me.

Gelato is a turtle! He wears an orange mask! He is fun! One time he throwed me across the floor but it is okay cuz we was playing. He is my big brother too.

Nana is a young version of Dapa and Papa but I call him Nana. He knows doctor things! He also does not really wear clothes? Neither does Gelato. I will make them clothes.

My uncle's are like ghosts but they're inside of things. They are cool and uncle Donnie is going to make me an animatronic. I am gonna help. I like science : )

That is all today! Bye Diary I love you!

[the-arteest]

I MADE A RISE AU

the silly tortles

so!! in this au Yoshi was a famous musician rather than a movie star!! he passed his love for music onto his children, and is much more appreciative of all forms of art than in canon.(though he still thinks music is the best and most legitimate cough cough)

close ups of the boys!

Donnie(any pronouns)

i'm so sorry for the low quality aurgkuetg but! Donnie plays the piano! he is still very into tech, but their stuff and look is based a bit more on a piano because that's what the famous Hamato Yoshi played! wow!! but she truly wishes to play the drums because autism(/j please don't harass me)!!

next boy!

Mikey(any pronouns)

Mikey plays the (heavily modified) flute! While they love the instrument, it's just not enough for him. She needs the big guns! the bari sax!! did i mention all of them are very into jazz??

next boy!

Leo(he/him)

he's such a creature

anyways, Leo plays the trumpet! yes he's totally the asshole trumpet stereotype and i love/hate him for it. he loves the trumpet, but the music doesn't hit him in the feels, give him the jazz vibes! ignore his vanilla design ayuktghatg

next boy!

Raph(he/she/just Raph[ael])

i love her so much he is my life

yes those are little eyelashes!! alligator snapping turtles have little eyelash thingies and i love them for it<3

Raph plays the tuba, but the trombone is where his heart lies, she live laugh loves trombones

more details!

Splinter, while being a bit more accepting of who they are and how they express themselves, is still a bit stubborn. he won't let them all switch instruments until they master the ones they have. unfortunately, they inherited his stubbornness and refuse to practice their instruments until they're allowed to play the ones they want to play. this is a terrible stand-off and the boys partially lose anyways

they eventually find some strange vibey instruments(similar to the ones they already have) in Draxum's lab and take them home to mess with, and they find out the instruments are mystical! THAT'S RIGHT BABEY THEY'RE FUCKING BARDS WOOHOOOOO

eventually they learn to harness the

magic

and can make their funky instruments on their own! (they can still technically make the stuff they do in canon but they don't know anything but basic self-defense and would die with a weapon in their hands)

also the funky doodles

hope you love them as much as i do!!

[turtle-titan]

Ok im back to thinking about 2003 Mikey and Splinter’s dynamic…

I think the biggest rift(?) in their relationship might be the miscommunication of which role is needed at that precise moment, and the other unknowingly taking up the wrong role (the “roles” being father vs teacher for Splinter, and son vs student for Mike)

Like in Touch and Go, Splinter takes Mikey out on a 1-1 with him to train him. He tells Mikey that he “has a natural affinity for the martial arts, but mentally [his] mind is undisciplined and unruly.” Splinter is looking to make this into a teaching lesson, but Mikey counters him with “I’m a teenager, sensei. Undisciplined and unruly is what we do best.” Which to me sounds more like a son talking to their dad than a student to their teacher (I know Mikey calls Splinter “sensei” but as a homeschooled kid, it gets hard to distinguish the roles and I totally get where Mikey is coming from).

Or in Grudge Match, after learning Mikey will have a rematch with the big ugly purple guy, he asks Splinter to train him. Splinter mocks Mikey, bringing up all the ways Mikey has excused himself from training - pizza, comics, tv. Mikey is looking for a teacher and Splinter is handling it more as a father would (i.e. letting your kids mess up and deal with the consequences, which I’ll point out isn’t a bad parenting tactic as long as it’s relatively safe for the kid, and at the time Splinter thought it was safe because they didn’t know the magic safety spells were gonna be sabotaged).

You do get gems like in the Big Brawl, when Splinter and Mikey were meant to fight, but Splinter sees how much Mikey is enjoying this and gives up his spot for his son. I think that’s a good example of Mikey as a son needing a father more than a teacher, and Splinter fulfilling that role. As a teacher, even if Splinter still gave up his spot, he likely would have still fought Mikey for a bit to train him further. Instead, he lets Mikey save his strength and gives up the spot.

(Those were all the examples I could think up off the top of my head but if you can think of more, share)

By no means is their relationship without flaws, which is realistic and i love that about it. I’m just a sucker for parent-kid relationships and I would have loved to see more of this, or even better, have them address it because I’ll bet I’m not the only one who can relate.

Anyway this is definitely something I’m putting in all my writing.