#mildly annoying with mikey

[tangledinink]

OH MY GODS WHAT HAPPENS TO THEIR PIERCINGS WHEN THRY GO TO YHRIR HUMAN FORMS (TMWN)????? LIKE IF IT ACTS AS A MAKEUP REMIVER THENNN…

the answer is DONT THINK ABOUT IT TOO HARD!!!!!!!!!!!!

[joyfuladorable]

Warm-up sketch of Mikey!! My bestie is so funny and badass! UwU

[imababblekat]

Ways The TmnT Boy's Annoy Their S/O; Hc's

Anon request, "hello I love your work and I hope you are well I wanted to ask you for a fic with the turtles and a fem!reader, about things they do to jokingly annoy their girlfriend because its funny for them. <3"

~xXx~

Leonardo:

Leo doesn't normally try to annoy his s/o, but occasionally he does feel a bit cheeky and decides to pester them if they're in a decent mood

the thing he does most often in these small occurrences is randomly poke at their side, and when they ask what he needs he'll pretend to not know what he just did

loves doing it if they're working at something and he's wanting attention

you know that thing dad's do where they pretend to lick their hand and then try to gross you out by putting said hand in your space? well he does that too

will chase his s/o around either the lair or their place, mischievously grinning as they run away screeching at him to not even dare!

Leo never pushes his s/o past annoyance, and will always end his shenanigans with gentle laughter and apology kisses

Raphael:

this man has messed with his s/o before they were even his s/o; he knows all the right buttons to push and to what limit as to not go so far as to actually anger them

he can't help it, it's so adorable how they get all red and puffed up when he mildly irritates them

absolutely calls his s/o shorty and other ridiculous nicknames when he's being a butt

his favorite thing to do that always gets his s/o rolling their eyes is when they ask him for help with something such as opening a pickle jar, and he dramatically flexes his muscles while wagging his brow, stating that if they wanted to see him at work, all they had to do was ask

will also purposely man spread where ever they're seated so his s/o is basically forced to sit either between his lap or on it

Raphaels messing around is always in good fun, and he knows when enough is enough, even if your death glare is the cutest thing he's ever seen

Donatello:

his favorite way of annoying his s/o is honestly so adorable that it's hard for his s/o to stay mad about it for very long

his s/o will ask him for something like a snack, and before they can grab it from his hand he quickly holds it up above his head

will wink and state they have to pay the bae toll first, and despite all their groaning, his s/o will tip toe to give him a sweet kiss

will sometimes place things in a high place so his s/o has to ask him to get it, but more often than not they know he purposely placed it there and will try to jungle gym their way up to get it

he'll stand to the side with a smug smirk and ask them if they're sure they don't need his help, finding their determination to get whatever object themselves very adorable

whether or not they say yes, he's always read to catch them if they happen to slip or fall, in which case he'll hold off on putting their stuff high up for a while

Michelangelo:

most the time when he feels like annoying his s/o it's because he's either bored, wants attention, or both

his favorite way of doing so is playing the "gravity game", much to his s/o's dismay

Mikey will locate his s/o to find them keeling over some work that can honestly wait a day or two to be done, and if he can't bribe them to step away for a break with cuddles, he'll let out the biggest sigh, an indication of what he's got planned

his s/o will shoot him a knowing glare and tell him he better not, but it's too late, Mikey has already trudged his way over to where they're seated or standing and groans loudly about how heavy the Earth is, practically leaning all of his weight onto his flustered s/o

won't put his entire weight into it because he obviously doesn't want to crush them, but Mikey also won't let up till his s/o agrees to finally take a break and spend some time with him, to which he will act victorious and act suddenly weightless as he practically floats off with his blushing s/o for some quality time

~xXx~

[nonsenseofyesteryear]

The Tokyo Revengers characters hearing "All I Want for Christmas is You"

Covering their ears, hates that shit, turn it off right now: Koko, Taiju, Ran, Mucho, Naoto

Mildly annoyed, but not too bothered: Shion, Baji, Kisaki, Kazutora, Smiley

Likes it, will perhaps hum along: Takemitchy, Emma, Draken, Mitsuya, Inupi

Singing at the top of their lungs and dancing like a goofball: Hakkai, Yuzuha, Mikey, Chifuyu, Hanma, Rindo

[actuallyacerrr]

|| Tails!

Pairing(s) ->

Rise!Raphael H. Leonardo H. Donatello H. Michelangelo H. (separate) + GN!Reader

Warning(s) ->

N/A

Summary ->

Reader finds out they have tails! :0

R ML : L ML : D ML : M ML

Raphael ->

His tail is long, thick, and spiky. It is markingless

You were like “woooaaahhh” because cool tail :0. He got flustered, poor guy is probably not used to comments on his tail besides his family. Probably wraps you with it when you’re around. Give it scritches, gets him wagging. Especially on the spikes. But he’ll constantly watn you to be careful. I imagine if you did accidentally nick yourself he’d been apologizing constantly, he’d feel bad but just reassure him it’s all ok and it was an accident.

Side note; Body slams enemies with it.

Leonardo ->

He has a thin tail, way shorter then raphs but longer than Mikey’s, and whip like. It has yellow markings.

When you first see his tail you get all curious. Totally not because the markings made it look like some kind of snake. Nooo never! Didn’t freak out and almost kick it. Nope. (You apologize profusely.) It looks very cool, you start asking questions and such. After awhile of you knowing about it he starts whacking it at you to annoy you.. obviously in a playful way. (He would stop if you asked.) (He whacks his brothers with it too don’t worry.)

Donatello ->

He had a medium tail around Leo’s size. It’s thicker with purple markings.

You got excited when you found out he had a tail. You almost messed with it before he interrupted you. He proceeded to show off all the cool gadgets and extensions he made for his tail. You sat there and listened to him ramble and show off, though mildly intrigued. Untill you saw the way his tail wagged when he talked so passionately. So you listen and ask questions and actually get really invested.

Michelangelo ->

His tail is short with orange spots.

You GUSHED over the thing what you saw it. Complimenting it and everything. It’s adorable. Y’all start rambling about ways to decorate it in stickers. It’s so tiny and absolutely adorable when it wags. He shows you all the past designs he’s done on his tail.

[travlersjoy444]

request/writing idea!!

could you do a oneshot/headcannons(whichever you prefer) for a reader who acts as the teams medic?

Sounds like a plan!

On the Job

2012(ish) Turtles x reader

Platonic, and I say 'ish' because I was kinda picturing 2003!Don and Mikey, and 2012!Leo and Raph, as well as mentioning some 12 series specific villains/events.

Work count: 5.1k

Warnings: Non-graphic descriptions of injuries, mentions of blood, mentions of the film 'Twilight'

***

  “How the hell is it that you are somehow injured to the point of being near death yet again?!” You snapped at the turtle that had perched on your fire escape.

  Raph flushed, looking mildly embarrassed somehow despite his unwavering grimace of pain.

  You sighed and opened the door, slinging his arm over your shoulder to lug him to the couch.

  “Sorry.” He grunted through his wince as you set him down as gently as you could. “I can explain-”

  You smiled ruefully. “No, no…lemme guess. Ya got mad- probably at Leo, though it could also be Mikey- and stormed off to go fight crime on your own. And now that you’ve sprained your ankle and busted your lip, you’ve come to me so that you don’t have to return home with your tail between your legs.”

  He looked surprised, raising his brow ridge at the amount of accuracy.

  “Dude you did this like…just last month.” You sighed, and he mouthed ‘oh’, reaffirmed that you were indeed not a stalker.

  “Well…you’re the medic.” He shrugged, smiling weakly.

  You scoffed. “Wrong. Donnie is.”

  “Donnie once strapped me to a table and threatened to saw my plastron open.” Raph scowled. “And I don’t care that he was joking- I don’t trust him with medic privilege anymore.”

  “But Don knows more than I do about how to fix you up.” You said, grabbing the first aid kit.

  “Well…I like you better.” Raph grumbled, crossing his arms.

  You tried to resist smiling at that. “Flattery will get you nowhere.” You lied.

  Raph rolled his eyes. “It’s not…I’m not trying to….whatever, just do your thing, would ya?”

  You snorted. “Sure, King Raphael.”

  “Please?” He added, and you sighed.   “Okay, okay. Fine. Just stop getting hurt, would ya?”

  “Well…it’s sorta in the whole ‘ninja vigilante’ job description, genius.”

  You smiled ruefully, and began to wrap his ankle. “Yeah, I know. Maybe I just don’t like seeing you injured. But still…I’m glad you trust me to patch you up, dork.”

  He yawned and punched you lightly on the shoulder. “Wouldn’t trust anyone more.”

  You rolled your eyes and handed him some ibuprofen pills before sitting on the couch next to him.

  “Wanna watch a movie while you procrastinate on telling your brothers that I had to save your shell again?”

  “Yeah,” He murmured sleepily, swallowing the pain meds.

  “Hm. ‘Kay, Twilight it is.” You grinned. 

  Had Raph been even slightly more alert, he probably would have protested, but at this point, the adrenaline of the night had caught up with him. So instead of protesting, he rested his head on your shoulder and watched the movie about glittery vampires.

  You smiled and wrapped a soft blanket around his shoulders. Maybe it was sorta annoying and stressful how often Raph got injured, but you had to admit, it was pretty nice hanging out with him like this. And it was also sorta nice to know he trusted you to take care of him.

  He yawned and put an arm around you. “Hey (Y/N)?”

  “Yeah Rafa?”

  “Thanks for doing this for me. It…well, it really does…y’know, mean a lot to me and stuff.” He whispered before fading into sleep.

  You smiled and hugged him back.

***

  “Hey (Y/N), is it normal to have the world sorta…sorta spinning n’ stuff?” Said Mikey.

  You stared at him wide eyed. 

  “Angelo, buddy, pal, you just got thrown into a fucking wall!” You screeched.

  “So that’s like…noooot normal?” Mikey said slowly.

  “Ai ya. You are so lucky that Raph and Leo don’t need my backup right now.” You muttered, more to yourself than to him as you dragged the injured Michelangelo off the battlefield.

  You’d come along today to kick Foot Ninja butt and smash robots, not treat concussions. But apparently Raph wasn’t the only one under the impression that you were suddenly team medic. God, where was Don when you needed him?!

  “(Y/N)...my head hurts.” Mikey whispered, clutching it in his hands, before seeming to notice his change in location. “I-I mean, I’m totally mondo, bro! Lemme go back to fighting! I can’t let my bros down (Y/N), seriously-”

  “Shut up Mikey, you probably have a concussion-”

  “S’okay, I can still fight good! I’ve done it before, seriously-”

  “Ah, so you’re delusional too…” You said, pretending to write it down.

  “(Y/N), really man-”

  You sighed and dropped the act, as your nonchalant attitude clearly wasn’t working. “Mikester, you fight great. But your brothers are fine. It’s just a few Footbots, nothing they haven’t handled before, and besides, you took out a heck of a lot of them before you got wall-thrown. You really even their odds! But now you're injured, and the best thing you can do for your brothers is take a break!” You exclaimed, propping him up against a wall a block away from the fight.

  He frowned, brow ridges knit together. “You sure- oohhh did someone just stab my eyes with a glowing sword bro…?”

  “Nah man, that’s just the streetlight.” You said gently, unpacking the first-aid kit that you were lucky to have had the foresight to bring along, and mentally ran through the concussion tests you knew. 

  You tapped Mikey’s hand and ankle at the same time. “Okay. Where am I touching you?” You said.

  “Uhhh…my hand.” He mumbled out.

  “Nothing on the ankle?”

  “Nah…”

  Shit, okay, he’d failed that test…

  You swallowed and read the instructions for another one off your phone.

  ‘1. Tap the bridge of the patient's nose. 

They will begin to blink, but should stop after 2-3 blinks. 

After more than 3 blinks the subject is considered concussed.’ said the article.

  You tapped his snout gently, and he blinked in shock. 

  “Ow!”

  “Sorry.”

  One blink, two, three, four, five- uh oh. 

  “Okay…you’re officially concussed, Mikey!” You said weakly.

  “Ohhh…that’s not good, is it, bro?” He moaned.

  “No... Look, I’ve got this bag of ice, I’m gonna hold it onto your head, okay?” You said, making sure to speak as calmly and clearly as you could manage.

  He nodded, before groaning in pain at the movement. You eased the ice onto his forehead as gently as you could manage, and grabbed some pain meds out of your first aid kit.

  “Here, swallow these.”

  He complied.

  “Woah, what’s going on here?!” Said a voice from behind you. 

  “Don!” You grinned, spinning around to see the familiar turtle. He was by your side in an instant, studying Mikey himself.

  “He’s got a concussion.” You sighed.

  “Ooh, that’s…not ideal.” Don winced. “Look, I’ve gotta grab the Shellraiser- I’ll pick you up in a minute, Mikey. In the meantime, stay with the medic and don’t do anything stupid.”

  “I’m not the medic-” You argued.

  “Aren’t you?” Don frowned, pointing to your first aid kit.

  “Well even if I was -which I’m not- I have a name, dude.” You protested, but he had already darted off to grab the car. You sighed and mumbled something about those ‘dang teenagers’ as if you weren’t also one.

  “S’okay (Y/N), I believe in ya! You can be medic if you set your mind to it…”Mikey grinned loopily.

  You facepalmed. “No, that’s not what I- augh. Whatever. Sure, Mikey.” You sighed.

  “Anytime, dude.” He said, giving you a weak thumbs-up.

***

  “Is he okay?” You said, frowning as Mikey lay passed out on the cot in Don’s lab.

  “He’ll be fine. He was lucky to have you there though, it would’ve been way worse if he’d tried to go back to fighting the way you said he wanted to.” Don shrugged, smiling. “So, good job, Team Medic!”

  You frowned. “Whoa whoa woah, no. Donnie, you’re the team medic.”

  Don shook his head. “No, I’m Team Scientist. I only have an arbitrary understanding of medical stuff- I’m more of a ‘mechanics’ guy. And occasionally chemistry, nowadays, but y’know.”

  “So you think I  -Me, an untrained ametuer- would be a better medic than you, a full fledged genius scientist?!” You said indignantly.

  “Well…yeah, you have basic first aid training, which is more than even I have, and you’re great under pressure- Um…do you not want to be?” He stammered awkwardly. “See I just figured …the more the merrier, right? But if you don’t want to, obviously we don’t have to do that…it’d just be nice to have someone else, I guess…” He continued, fiddling with his duffle bag strap anxiously.  

  You sighed, running through the mental pros and cons list. 

  On the one hand…It would mean more safety for the boys, finally getting to use your medical training, and a  bit of pressure off of Donnie- who already shouldered the huge burden that came with the title of ‘Scientist/Engineer/Argument Breaker-Upper/Mechanic/Chemist/Ninja’.

  But on the other hand, it was a huge responsibility. What if one of them got injured so badly that you couldn’t help? What if you were at school or work or on vacation or something, what would they do then?

  Well…then again, Donnie was still there and able to help. And plus…you’d be the medic, not the doctor. You weren’t sure you could handle long term stuff, but if you were just the first aid…well actually, that didn’t seem too bad. After all, you were already Raph’s personal human first aid kit, and that was only mildly stressful, so maybe doing the same for the other brothers wouldn’t be too terrible?

“Well- I mean, I guess you have a point, what with how often you guys are injured…” You said, considering it. “It’s a huge responsibility, but I guess so long as I have you as backup, Dee…”

  Don blinked. “Wait…so you’ll do it?” He said.

  Eh…sure why not.

  “You know what? …Yeah, I guess so.” You said finally. “But only if you promise you’ll help me out, genius.” You decided, holding out our hand to shake on it.

  He grinned and shook it weakly. “Thanks so much, (Y/N). You have no idea how helpful this is.” He said, relieved.

  You smiled despite yourself. “Hey, wouldn’t want the world’s best scientist to deal with even more shit than he has to, right?” You said, only half joking.

  He blushed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Well best is a strong word...”

  You chuckled at his reaction. “Well, you’re certainly the best I know, Don. I’m honored that you trust me with something like this, seriously.”

  He smiled, suddenly shy. “Hey, thanks for agreeing to it. This is super helpful- and you’re the best candidate by far.”

  “Gasp, better than Casey?” You said in mock surprise.

  He chuckled. “Way better than Casey.”

  “You know, one time I stubbed my toe, and his go-to instinct was to chuck a hockey puck at it to, quote, ‘get the blood flowing’. So I guess you’re right there.” You mused.

  “Dude! I WAS HELPING!” Yelled Casey, summoned by the sound of shit being talked about him.

  “We’ve been over this Case’- YOU INJURED ME MORE!” You yelled back, and Don doubled over laughing.

  “Oh yes, I’m glad my suffering amuses you.” You said, falling against the wall dramatically.

  “S-sorry-” Don wheezed as he leaned on his staff to straighten his posture, very obviously not sorry.

  “Y’know what?! It totally does amuse me!” Casey sassed, tossing his hair just as dramatically.

  “You guys are so mean.” You said, faking a voice crack as you pretended to wipe away tears.

***

  “Hey (Y/N)? I’m sorry I ruined your chances to fight.” Said Mikey a while later.

  You looked up from your math homework. “You’re awake?” You said, surprised. Don had estimated that it would be another hour or so before he regained consciousness.

  “Uh…apparently. How long was I out?” He mumbled. 

  “Just a few hours, dude. How’s the head?”

  “...Hurts.” He said, cringing. “Aw, man.”

  “D’you want me to dim the lights a bit?” You offered. The lab’s lights were already dimmer than usual, but you did have Donnie’s extremely bright desk lamp on for your homework.

  “Maybe?” Mikey grunted. “Is everyone okay?”

  You complied and turned off the desk lamp, leaving the room shadow-y but not fully dark. 

  “Yeah, everyone’s fine, Mike’.” You nodded. “You’re the only one that got injured, and that’s just ‘cause one of Shredder’s goons threw your head into a wall.”

  “Okay, lame! What a buzzkill.” Mikey whined. “Thanks for patching me up.”

  “No problem!” You said firmly.

  “It kinda was though, ‘cause I messed up your chance to fight…isn’t that why you were so angry about having to treat me?” Mikey mumbled, looking away.

  You cringed, remembering how you had indeed complained. “Aw, Angelo- I…I didn’t mean it like that. That was the stress talking more than anything else, and besides- that’s how I act around Raph, y’know? All like…sarcastic and begrudging because he alway gets hurt for dumbass reasons. I guess I kinda forgot that you’re…not Raph, you know what I mean?” You shrugged, trying to ignore the burning wave of regret and embarrassment that was washing over you.

  “Kinda?” Mikey said, still not meeting your eyes. “So does that mean you’re not…mad at me?”

  “Of course not.” You said, scooting your chair up next to his cot. “You didn’t do anything wrong, dude, how could I ever be mad at you? Ya did good today, Mikey, you know that?”

  “You think so?” He smiled, looking up at you- almost shyly, as if he didn’t believe it….you made a mental note to compliment him more often. 

  “I know so, genius.” You grinned, punching him lightly in the shoulder.

  “Hey! Hitting the sick dude? Not cool brah!” He grinned, punching you back.

  “Oh hey- we ordered pizza a bit ago! You feelin’ up for a slice?” You suggested, remembering how Leo had set some aside for whenever Mikey woke up.

  “Uh no duh?! Of course I want pizza! Where is it?!”

  You laughed, standing up. “Okay, I’ll go get it for ya, dude. Good job today bro.”

  “Ditto, mondo-medic!”

  “Oh boy, a new nickname. How tubular.” You grunted, smiling good naturedly before you ducked out of the lab.

***

  Now you were used to Raphael showing up on your fire escape. But tonight, there was a turtle on your fire escape who not only was not Raphael, but was also one of the least likely people to ever show up injured, ever.

  He rapped on the window. “Hey, (Y/N)!”

  “Leo? What the hell are you doing here?” You shoved the door to the fire escape open, and let him in.

  “Thanks.” He rasped, limping into the living room. “Sorry to bother you, (Y/N). I just…needed some help from someone who isn’t one of my brothers, and…y’know, the medic.”

  “What happened?” You said, taking in his all-black getup. “What’s with the goth makeover? …And your voice being raspier than usual?”

  He chuckled nervously, and it faded into a cough. “Uh…y’know, Karai stuff?”

  You blinked. “...What?”

  He rubbed the back of his head. “Look, it’s a bit of a long story,” he smiled awkwardly, “...But Karai and I may have sorta…y’know, committed arson…?”

  He said it as if it were something like ‘Karai and I cheated on a test’ or ‘Karai and I got a parking ticket’.

  “...Leo?!” You said, staring at him in awe.

  “Look that’s unimportant-  The issue is that I think I knocked my bad knee out of it’s socket while we were running away, and obviously inhaled more smoke than I should’ve-”

  “Why the fuck were you commiting arson?!” You exclaimed, cutting him off.

  He sighed, fiddling with his katana’s strap. (-oh wait no, that was a…seatbelt? Right, he was in an emo phase, apparently.)

  “I mean I understand the urge- who hasn’t been tempted to start a fire, all that or whatever- but you?!” You exclaimed, throwing your hands into the air wildly. “Like, I’d expect this from Raph or Casey but…you?!” You continued, not even sure what to say.

  He opened his mouth and closed it. “Uh…”

  You sighed and sat down on the couch, shaking your head. “And you fucking hurt your bad knee…agh. Leo…”

  He sat down next to you, staring at the floor.

  “...No.” You grunted, staring at the ceiling. “The couch is for people who don’t commit arson. You get the Stool of Shame.”

  “-Huh?”

  “The Stool of Shame, dude.” You reiterated, pointing at the rickety old tin seat in the corner that, based on the size, you were pretty sure was made for elementary school children. 

  Leo swallowed in embarrassment, but limped across the room to uncomfortably perch on the tiny stool.

  You stifled a smirk at the visual of the gothed-out Leonardo staring at the ground in shame, fidgeting with his hands as he sat in the much too small chair.

  “Do you feel ashamed?” You said flatly.

  He nodded. 

  “Good. You should be. Arson is bad, Leo, and we both know that you know that it’s bad.” You said, standing up and walking towards the kitchenette to make yourself some tea.

  Leo nodded again, rocking side to side on the chair anxiously.

  “D’ya want mint tea or green tea? Ooh, and there’s also cherry coke I think in the fridge.” You added absently.

  “Uh…green is good, no milk?” Leo said slowly.

  “Cool cool. You mentioned smoke inhalation?” You said, putting the kettle on.

  “Yeah…”

  “Alright. How’s the throat, then?” You said. You’d been reading up a bit on throat injuries after Leo complained lightly about his long-term injuries acting up, and if it was bad then, you had a solid hunch it would be way worse now.

  “...Well, I mean…It…hurts,” He shrugged, shifting in the Shame Stool as he tried to downplay the ramifications of his dumbass choices.

  “Shocking.” You said, turning back to preparing the tea.

  “Look, it was an accident!” He said defensively. “We didn’t plan on the alarms closing the East exit, that didn't happen last…time…oooh.” He winced, realizing his mistake a second too late.

  You slowly turned back towards him, feeling your eye twitch.

  “Ya wanna say that last bit one more time Leon?” You said as evenly as you could manage.

  He gulped, but met your eyes. “...That didn’t…happen…last time.” He said in a small voice.

  “Last time.” You repeated.

  “LAST TIME.” You said, louder this time.

  Leo cringed. 

  You took a deep breath and tried to calm yourself. “So your knee is re-injured and your throat is hurting.” You mumbled, listing the symptoms in the hope that focusing on the task at hand would keep you from flipping out at him. “And you’ve fucking done this…twice…” 

  He coughed, as if he wanted to say something, but held his tongue.

  You made a sound of frustration. “Okay, more than twice?”

  He nodded, brow ridges knitted together as he stared at his feet.

  “You are…so lucky that I don’t have Splinter’s phone number.” You hissed.

  He nodded again. “You’re right.” He said in a small voice.

  “Yeah, I know I’m right!” You snapped, stirring two tablespoons of honey into his tea aggressively. Some of it spilled on the floor. “Unlike some of us, I’m not an idiot!” 

  You sighed, walking across the room to hand him the mug. “Lemme go get the first aid kit. In the meantime, you have about two minutes to think of a good explanation for this.”

  “Yes sensei- uh I mean (Y/N)! Yes (Y/N).” He nodded, flustered, and saved himself from meeting your eyes by taking a giant sip of tea.

  You rolled your eyes and left the room to grab the first aid kit.

  When you came back, he was gagging on tea.

  “Is something wrong with it?” You said flatly.

  “Nah, it’s- it’s fine! Maybe a little too much sugar-”

  “When will you learn that your actions have consequences, Mr. I-just-inhaled-tons-of-smoke-fumes? …Heh. It’s honey, soothes the pain.” You said, smiling.

  “Oh. Okay then.” He mumbled.

  “So if your knee is dislocated, I’m gonna have to shove it back into place, which is gonna hurt like hell, okay?” You warned. “I do have some pain meds, but obviously they’re not exactly professional- just the drugstore over-the-counter stuff.”

  He nodded and accepted the pills. 

  “Cool. Now…why the hell were you committing arson, Fearless Leader?” You sighed, sitting against the wall next to the Stool of Shame.

  He shrugged. “Well…first off, it wasn’t like, random- It was Shredder’s stuff. Karai, Shinigami, and I were burning Shredder’s stuff.  Secondly, Karai was gonna do it whether I participated or not! I had to come along to keep her safe!”

  “Karai’s a tough girl, Lee. She doesn’t need you to keep her safe- plus, she’s older than you. If anything, she should be keeping you safe, right?” You said gently.

  “(Y/N)- yeah she’s tough! But like…she’s not exactly as…well, y’know, stable as us!” Leo tried to explain. “I mean, she’s had a tough life, and only recently started therapy- and even then, she can’t really be forthright with her therapist because she’s gotta keep all the mutants and gang stuff secret- And so maybe I just wanna be there to keep her from doing something impulsive and hurting herself!”

  You glanced over at him, and he broke eye contact in favor of taking another sip of tea.

  “So then…you know exactly how I feel, huh?” You said softly.

  He blinked. “Huh?”

  “Feeling worried about someone who matters to ya doing impulsive shit and getting hurt?” You prompted, shooting him a half-hearted smile.

  His eyes widened. “...Oh.” 

  You patted his shell. 

  “I…I’m so sorry, (Y/N), I didn’t think-”

  “That I have feelings? I know, I know, I do tend to go for the emotionless robot vibe.” You joked, putting your hand on your heart dramatically. “But beneath the layers of deadpan stares and blunt comments…I hurt…” You swooned. 

  Leo chuckled, shoving you lightly. “Alright, alright, laugh it up…”

  “But seriously, Leo.” You said, leaning on the wall again. “It’s scary when you go out there and get hurt. You’re one of my best friends in the universe, and y’know…I don’t like seeing you get needlessly injured. Karai’s a big girl, let her handle her own problems. Maybe try bonding with her over…I dunno, bubble tea instead of arson, you know?” You chuckled.

  He smiled, leaning back. “Alright, you’re right.”

  “Now…look. All the nice feelings stuff aside…” You said, studying his knee. “I’m sorry but I’m gonna have to call Don about this one. I don’t exactly trust my ability to do this without causing a fracture.”

  “Aw, (Y/N)-”

***

  Over the past few months, being the team medic had grown into a more comfortable position. You actually felt you were helping, and more importantly, it was kinda fun! 

  However, all of that was under the watchful eye of one Donatello Hamato. He was far more useful in terms of the steps after first aid, and you weren’t too sure you’d be able to trust yourself as a medic just yet without his minor help- that’s to say, he was a nice safety harness in the risky rockwall that was being an ametuer medic.

  So when you lost said safety net, you weren’t 100% sure how to react.

  It had been a normal night of waiting in the lair while the turtles went on a normal patrol until it wasn’t.

  There was a flurry of movement in the tunnels, a yelp, and the siblings were storming into the lair in a panic.

  “Lab! Now!” Leo cried.

  Mikey was tearful, Raph panicking, and Leo’s face was trying to be stoic and failing. Your gaze shifted to Don, who hung from Leo and Raph’s shoulders, unconscious.

  You threw the lab doors open, and Raph laid Don down on the work counter before sinking to the floor in a stunned silence.

  “Wha- What happened?” You said, trying to bite back your panic. Right, pressure, pressure, I’m- I’m good under pressure, be chill (Y/N)-

  Leo paced the floor. “Ambush. Tigerclaw and co. Didn’t think they were gonna be there… I-I didn’t know-”

  You patted his shoulder. “Of course you didn’t, Lee, take a deep breath- What happened to Don?” 

  “They got him in the shoulder.” Mikey supplied.

  You stifled a ‘Ya think?!’ and tugged on some latex gloves. You approached Donnie, biting your lip nervously.

  There was a… a lotta blood. He was losing it by the second. 

  “How long has he been bleeding?” You asked, your voice coming out so much calmer than you felt.

  “Half an hour? Maybe?” Leo said helplessly. 

  Half an hour and still bleeding… so so much…

  I’m definitely not experienced enough to handle a transfusion operation, so- just gotta stick with Don’s emergency med stash and- and stitching-

  He was pale. You didn’t know that scales could be pale. You swallowed the bile in your throat and opened the drawer of sterile equipment. 

  Needle and thread, needle and thread, needle and thread… Your brain chanted unhelpfully as you tried to locate them. 

  Hydrogen peroxide, disinfect the wound-

  You soaked a cloth with the hydrogen peroxide and cleaned the gashes, and his breathing sped up. Understandable. You were confident that it stung.

  Wincing, you continued cleaning. 

  “Is he- is he okay?” Raph whispered from the floor.

  I- maybe?! No?! I- I don’t know, I’m just- ah-

  “He will be.” You said firmly, as if you weren’t mentally spiralling.  You tried to focus on the repetitive motion of cleaning the wound.

  You swallowed and reached for the needle.

  Raph tracked your actions, and, eyes going wide as he realized what you were planning, covered his mouth in horror and discomfort, no doubt picturing the feeling of stitches in his own shoulder. Huh, you hadn’t expected Raph to be squeamish, ha. Oh god you also sorta wanted to throw up-

  “Leo, we should get Raph outta here before he hurls!” Mikey said, as if he wasn’t feeling just as freaked out. 

  “Actually, all of you should probably step out so I can focus.” You said, hoping to end the performance anxiety and pressure all the pressure all of-

  “Are you sure?” Said Leo. 

  “A hundred percent.” You said firmly.

  Raph bolted out and Mikey followed.

  Leo shot Don a final nervous glance.

  “He’ll be okay.” You said, faking stoic confidence. “I promise.”

  He nodded, and followed his brothers out of the lab.

  You swallowed nervously and got to work.

***

  “Oohhh…” Don moaned.

  Uh-oh.

  You were really glad he was conscious- but you were not glad that he had chosen to wake up before you finished stitching his skin back together. 

  “Shhh, it’s okay-” You tried to whisper, but Donnie’s eyes shot open.

  “Oh my god….why does my shoulder feel like- eugghhhh….” He groaned. “Tigerclaw…”

  “You’re on the best pain meds in your collection, but uh….” You mumbled guiltily. “I wasn’t quite finished with ya.”

  Don gave a double take as his eyes traveled up to his half-stitched mess of a shoulder.

  He gave a weak sound of discomfort and nausea.

  You took a deep breath and smiled weakly. “Uh…did I fuck it up?”

  “No…it looks…ha…great.” He said with a laboured breath. “Well, obviously not great, but like- you know- solid stitchwork…”

  You winced. “Aw Don, don’t strain yourself by talking…”

  “I’m-...I’m okay.” He insisted despite the weak warble of his voice. “See? I told-...I told you we’d need a medic that isn’t me, remember? Looks like I….picked the right person, huh?” He smiled.

  You gave a weak sound that might have been either a laugh or a sob. 

  Your hands trembled in their blood-stained gloves, and you tried to ignore it as you continued stitching.

  His breath hitched everytime  you pierced his skin, and you tried to ignore the involuntary- and illogical- guilt at hurting him.

  “How ‘bout- y- Ahem. How about you?” He said softly.

  “Huh?” You hummed, pulling the largest wound closed at last. 

  “Are you okay?”

  You drew in a shaky breath and tried to keep your hands from shaking. “I mean…I’ve been better,” You deadpanned, although your heart was clearly not in it.

  “Ditto. Hope I don’t look too much like Frankenstein’s monster once we’re through with this, eh?” He chuckled, but it died in a whimper of pain.

  You cringed. 

  Don’s smile faded, and he glanced at you. “Seriously though…are you okay?”

  You sighed, wringing your bloody hands. “...Are you sure I’m the best person for this job?”

  “Do you….do you not want to be?” He asked.

  You shrugged noncommittally. 

  Maybe you didn’t. What had these past few months been if not stressful? Maybe April was better for the job. Maybe you didn’t want it.

  No, that wasn’t true. 

  Admittedly, fixing Donnie’s wounds yourself was far less scary than it would have been to wait outside with the others, unsure if he was getting better or not. And you maybe-sorta-liked being the one Leo went to when he hurt his knee, the one to comfort Mikey as he dealt with feelings, the one to fix Raph up when he did dumb shit as per usual.

  Yeah, you liked being a medic. What you didn’t love quite so much was the grimace of pain on Donnie’s face as he worried about whether or not the person he trusted with his life even wanted to help him.

  You sighed and began bandaging his shoulder. 

  “...I do, Dee, I guess I just worry is all…’Cause what if I do something wrong? This is far more high-pressure than like…a math test, y’know?”

  Don frowned. “Well you’re doing great right now if it makes you feel any better…”

  “Oh yeah? Thanks.” You smiled. “You taught me well, genius.”

  “Nah, I never showed you all the procedures and stuff- that’s all you, you know.” Don smiled, closing his eyes. 

  You glanced down at the bandage, realizing that he was right- you’d learned this in a life guard training lesson a few summers ago. Huh.

  “Besides, can you imagine like- Mikey or Casey or someone being in charge of this? I’d end up even more injured than before!” He chuckled.

  “I mean…I won’t argue with you there…” You snorted.

  “Anyways, I trust you, (Y/N). I know that I’m in good hands.” He said with another smile.

  “You sure? ‘Cause these look more like zombie hands or somethin’ to me,” You joked, holding up your blood-stained gloves. It was a true testament to Don’s hidden unhinged-ness that he burst into laughter rather than scolding you for the joke that you admittedly realized was in poor taste.

  “It’s just…ketchup, don’t worry about it!” He quipped through his laughter.

  “Mm, yeah, totally!” You grinned, tossing the gross gloves into the trash before washing your hands.

  “Well Don…I think you’ll be okay. D’you want me to go get your brothers?”

  He nodded. “Sounds good. And (Y/N)? Thank you. For everything.”

  You smiled, punching him lightly on his good arm. “Hey, I’m just doin’ my job.”

***

[indieyuugure]

I've been following ROTP for quite some time now and I can't wait for Mutation Situation. Your art style is just a pure joy to the eyes and the writing is exceptional!!!

I do have a question though...

is there a sort of science to how you do facial expressions? Yours come across very well and clear. I've been toying around with trying to work with facial features in various styles and I still can't figure out how to get the expressions I want.

Any advice would be most appreciated!! I hope you're having a good day!

Aw, thank you! Yeah I’m doin’ good!

Expressions. Well to some degree yes. I think the first and most important thing is to study your own face and learn exactly how every emotion looks on it. Learn how your eye brows move, the way different creases of you face appear and change when you smile or frown, the way your eyes widen or squint when your face changes. Just spend some time looking in a mirror, or acting out a scene. Becoming familiar with the way a face moves and looks when different emotions are made will drastically improve your expressions.

Another thing you can do is try making the expression while your drawing and feeling the way your face looks and translate what you’re feeling onto the paper. I do this a lot, in fact it happens enough that I have this little thing about it:

Can’t tell you how many times I’ve been asked why I look so angry while I’m drawing lol 😂

But anyway, once you have a pretty good understanding of what you’re facial expression is supposed to look like, you have to amp it up to 11. The reason the faces I draw are so expressive is because I make the emotion strong enough that you feel what they’re feeling

Here’s Raph. Don’t just make him frown and call that “angry” that’s not angry enough! Deepen the crease in his brows, widen his eyes, bare his teeth. Don’t be afraid to make your character’s face contorted with emotion. In real life, no one looks pretty when they express an extreme emotion, that’s just not how it works.

Just try out taking a simple emotion and making more and more extreme. Test the absolute limits of what you can make a character express with their face.

Mikey’s not just happy, this is the greatest thing in the history of the universe!

Another thing I see a lot in beginner’s art is that they don’t match the facial expression to the body language. Look back at the picture of Raph and look at his shoulders, go on!

When he goes from “mildly annoyed” to “furious,” his body language changes. You see his shoulders tense up along with his face, he looks very angry. Body language is much harder to pick up on and study because, at least for most people, you don’t even notice it. You’re brain picks up on it instinctually and so you don’t consciously think about it. Just remember that body the can tell just as much as the face. An expression isn’t complete without both halves. Here’s an example:

This character has the same facial expression, copy-pasted, yet somehow you get two different expressions from the same face. The first is more relaxed and in awe. The second looks more stiff and scared. I would personally go a little further in both directions if this was for a drawing, but this is just to prove that a facial expression is not the whole emotion, you have to match the body language too.

I hope you found this helpful! Drawing expressions is very challenging! I usually redraw every expression in ROTP at least once or twice, and I do tons of small tweaks here and there to get it just right. Don’t feel intimidated, just take a blank paper and draw expressions over and over, they don’t even have to be pretty, just practice!

Good Question! :]

[ghostytoad]

🎃 ROTTMNT Halloween Headcanons 🎃

Horror Movies

Summary: The Hamato siblings & horror movies

Headcanons for: Raph, Donnie, Leo, Mikey, & April

Halloween Headcanons - Haunted House Edition

Halloween Headcanons - Haunted House (x Reader ver.)

i added a few horror movie references here and there (betcha can't name 'em all!)

Raph:

Favorite genre: Zombie horror

Least favorite genre: Gore/Torture

isn't too fond of horror movies; would rather watch action movies

he's convinced that 'based on a true story' movies are 100% real

easily jumpscared but tries to laugh it off every time

leo will tease him about his fear stink tho

believes twilight technically counts as horror

"it's a movie about vampires and high school! how'zat not scary?"

might watch horror movies alone if he's surrounded by plushies and his blanket

won't sleep all night tho

leaves the light on after a horror marathon "just in case"

Donnie:

Favorite genre: Psychological when done right; Time-loop horror

Least favorite genre: Found footage

isn't too bothered by horror movies

but plot holes will frustrate him to no end

and he WILL make his brothers listen to him rant about it afterwards

"SCOFF! he was OBVIOUSLY a ghost, literally no one else noticed him or talked to him!"

prefers j-horror (subbed even tho he understands japanese)

he doesn't have a favorite movie but he does like the japanese film 'horrors of malformed men' (江戸川乱歩全集恐怖奇形人間)

considers found footage horror movies inferior and 'lazy'

spends most of the movie criticizing the characters and making fun of the villain

was terrified of pennywise as a kid (dvd rental mix-up that went unnoticed by papa splinter)

for the longest time, he thought pennywise lived in their sewers

Leo:

Favorite genre: Slasher movies; Parody horror

Least favorite genre: Classic

he loves horror movies and binges them for halloween

joins in on donnie's commentary, which mildly annoys mikey and raph

most of leo's commentary is just making fun of his brothers

"oh hey, don bon! i had no idea you were on tv... congrats on the blob monster role~!"

finds silent horror movies to be incredibly booooring

enjoys campy 80s horror (evil dead 2, gremlins, creepshow, ect)

unironically considers killer klowns from outer space a masterpiece

is banned from picking movies bc of this

might get spooked from time to time

not that he'll admit it

nothing can shake this ninja warrior, nuh uh no way

Mikey:

Favorite genre: Paranormal/Ghost movies

Least favorite genre: Psychological

considers himself a "horror expert" and owns all the classics

likes to play "who would survive this plot" with his brothers during the movie

according to him, leo's usually the most likely to die first

has a plan for every possible zombie apocalypse scenario (that he totally didn't get from a bunch of zombie movies)

"i'm not saying that he *should*, but donnie could totally build a giant prison maze for ghosts. it'll be just like the movie!"

will occasionally watch scary movies alone in the dark

overestimates his fearlessness every time-

loves a good ghost movie but he's a bit of a scaredy cat

might need a few cutesy romance movies afterwards to feel better

April:

Favorite genre: Found footage

Least favorite genre: Slasher/Killer horror

loves a good horror movie binge and will jump on any chance to watch them with her brothers

always ready with halloween themed snacks and candies

is also a self-proclaimed "horror expert"

she knows a lot more than mikey tho

can tell you about the directors, the history of horror movies, and the stories the movies are based on with complete detail

"movie night at my place? i've got just the thing to scare y'all out of your shells~"

rec is probably one of her top 5 favorite movies

likes the idea of creating her own found footage horror movie

mikey, leo, and splinter are all on board to be in her movie

donnie and raph? not so much

[talesfromlissom]

ROTTMNT Sleeping Headcanons

Fandom: ROTTMNT

Rating: E

Characters: Turtle bros + April

TW: none, just fluff :) 

Rules

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Request: [ Anon ] Hey!!!! I really liked your sleeping hcs for OW, can you maybe make some for the ROTMNT boys (+ April) too? Thank you! 

Michelangelo 

 » His room is an absolute disaster. You have no idea where his bed actually is. Tbh, it's funny at first. But then it gets annoying because you have no idea where the bed is. 

» He ends up cleaning (more like shoving his stuff to other parts of the room. Or flat out in the hallway.) his room, and you find his bed to be rather comfy. Sure, there’s all kinds of stuff stored in the pillow cases and underneath the sheets but its nice. 

 » His bedsheets are a alot of different patterns, almost stitched together from scraps of fabric from all sorts of places 

 » Regardless, his bed is really nice. His room is rather warm, so you don’t really need alot of blankets. 

 » Most of the time, Mikey sleeps in his shell, or halfway in his shell. He says it's comfier this way, but he only really does it when he sleeps alone. When he’s with you, he typically engulfs himself in a blanket or by your body. He likes to hide for whatever reason. But he’s also pretty warm so it's not like you mind too much

 » He just moves a lot in his sleep. 

Donatello

 » If this man does sleep, he sleeps hard. Not a damn thing will wake him up, its almost ridiculous 

 » He doesn’t sleep with his battle shell on, thankfully. So there’s a shit ton of soft blankets and pillows. And when I mean soft, I mean soft. 

 » The only kind of blanket/sheets on his bed are the super soft kind too. He hates regular fabric sheets, so anything fleece, or silk is great. 

 » All of his sheets are black. He has a few super fluffy blankets that are purple, but otherwise? Everything is black. Its mainly to hide any small stains. 

 » You have to clean his sheets fairly often regardless. He’ll be working on a project for hours on end, and will forget to wash his hands or other parts of his body before just…crashing. So there’s sometimes oil and stuff on the sheets. 

 » It annoys him but he always forgets to wash himself before going to bed

 » You two are always sharing a blanket when you go to sleep. But when you wake up the next morning, he’s wrapped in a cocoon in all the blankets. And no. he will not give you another one. And no, you cannot cuddle up with him again, either. (He’ll end up rolling over and cuddling up with you in his sleep though. Don’t worry.)

Leonardo

 »  This man’s bed is so comfy it's not even funny. Like wth??? Sure, he has a tone of trophies in the room that often fall from the shelves. And the space itself is relatively small. But it also smells??? Really nice??? Like those colognes, you’d find a Sephora nice. 

 » His room doesn’t even have any fancy sheets or big pillows. The mattress is just really soft. 

 » This boy is a cuddle bug. He can and will be the big spoon (he’s the little spoon. Don’t say anything though.), and you’ll both be wrapped in the blankets. He’ll be clinging onto you for dear life, and don’t even think about moving cause he’ll wake up and start complaining about not being close enough

 » The only issue? He talks in his sleep. And its typically really stupid stuff too. He also??? Makes jokes in his sleep??? And laughs at them??? 

 » He falls asleep incredibly easily, but he’s the second lightest sleeper in the lair. So any mildly loud noises (microwave going off, phone notification, etc) wakes him up. Thankfully, he goes right back to sleep. And if he can’t he’ll wake you up cause he’ll get bored. 

Raphael

 » If you thought Leo was bad, Raph is a whole different story. You are going to be absolutely engulfed by this man its not even funny. He also wakes up at every tiny noise. So be prepared to wake up and not see him there. He’ll come back after checking out whatever he heard, though. 

 » His bed is super messed up. There’s holes in the mattress, and because he always rips his sheets. So he doesn’t bother putting any on anymore. But the onesie he wears is super soft. Almost like a blanket (which he can’t use those either, cause it’ll rip) 

 » The thing with his bed however, is the plushies. There are so many plushies. And yes, he named all of them. Yes there are twenty. Yes he remembers the names of all of them. Yes, he has elaborate backstories for every single one. And finally, yes. He will cover their eyes if you two kiss. Even if its a light peck on the cheek. 

 » His bed is on the floor. He doesn’t have a frame (he broke his and just hasn’t bought a new one), but regardless, its still nice. 

 » Just like Leo however, you start the night by being wrapped in his arms, and ends the night with him being wrapped in yours. 

 » He also lights incense before going to sleep.  So his room always has a faint smell of incense and smoke. 

April 

 » Like Donnie, this girl crashes hard. Hard asf. 

 » Her bed is pretty average. The right about of pillows and such. The only thing is that she has a ton of decorative pillows, so you aren’t sure which one is an actual sleeping pillow. And which one isn’t. And she buys those things like there’s no tomorrow. 

 » She’s really nice to sleep with though. Sometimes she mumbles. Sometimes she moves. But regardless of the position she always has some sort of limb on you. You’re warm. She likes that. 

 » Her bed is right by the window too, so she leaves the curtains open sometimes when she sleeps. She likes to look at the stars. Mainly so you and her can make up dumb stories about said stars. Her favorite is the constellation of Kicaan. 

 » One of the biggest things, however, is that she reorganizes her room often. Her mother is usually away on business trips, and her father works the night shift. So when she gets bored, she just…rearranges everything? So sleeping with her usually means waking up to a screwdriver or some other tool at your feet. 

[darth-sonny]

But what if, maybe...

It wasn't fair. Kirby was watching the baby coo and gurgle at everything in her cradle, not knowing how much hatred they were putting into their glare.

Mikey had left them watching Lita while he went to check on his risotto, and while they didn't really want to, that ugly part of them told them to comply. They did.

It would be easy. They could just push her to her side and they wouldn't even need to do anything else- she would choke on her own. Kirby shook their head. It wasn't fair. Not for them, and not for this... this thing that was everything they couldn't be. They reached a hand to keep her from actually turning to her side, because no, they didn't want her to die, that would upset uncle Raph and auntie Lisa, they just wanted her gone.

She fell back to her previous position on her shell and for the first time had her eyes land on them. And without hesitation, the baby smiled and grabbed their hand. What a strange new toy, she was thinking, and bit one of their fingers. Kirby snorted. Her bites were so weak.

"I hate you." They said. Lita giggled in pure adoration.

She didn't look at them like the others. She looked at them in a way not even dad managed to look sometimes. Curiosity, joy. Taking them in as this someone she didn't know anything about, with no hint of suspicion or resentment. She was about to bite too close to his claw, so they retreated their hand. Lita whimpered for the loss of such interesting toy.

"Do you like comics?" They asked. She moved her hands in a grabby motion, and without thinking too much, Kirby picked her up. "I can read mine for you. It's okay if you sleep through it too."

And then...

Mikey had a mini panic attack when he saw the craddle empty. He never showed, but it was hard not to feel suspicious of Kirby around the baby - that's why he left them alone, after all! To show to himself that these feelings were baseless! But now where the SHELL was Kirby?? And where was Lita??

He ran through the lair before allerting someone in mad despair, what would he do?? Whay if Kirby had done something? What if-

Mikey heard a soft chirp and a long churr. He followed the sound towards Kirby's playroom (because they only ever slept with Leo and their room was basically a big toy store), only to find...

"I know I said you could sleep, but this is the best part! How are you going to understand the sequel if you don't pay attention?" Their voice sas mildly annoyed, but soft.

Lita churred sleepily and Kirby yawned. They were sat in their bed with baby Lita blinking tiredly on their lap.

"Okay, fine. But you're not getting away from this, young lady. This is uncle Raph's favorite edition, you gotta know it to have what to talk about with him." They closed the comic book and picked her up.

Mikey was stunned, and felt emotions akin to pride, guilt and joy in his chest. He had been concerned about Kirby when Lita arrived, but now...

Maybe now things could get better.

^^^^^^me with this ask

[maehemthemisfit]

Based on the reader saying 10 mins wouldn't hurt and a tweet from my country. So there's this dude who fell asleep in his school until 6pm and when he woke up it's dark and empty bC his friends somehow didn't wake him up and left him. Just imagine Sanzu and Mikey panicking while looking for you since it's more than four hours since you went out and they haven't seen you yet, and you're not answering any calls, only to find you asleep in Mikey's office.

6pm??? Who left bro slumped like that 😭

I swear Mikey and Sanzu would tear up the entire base, come up empty handed, then sadly walk into Mikey's office to discuss their next course of action just to see you soundly asleep like— DROOL AND EVERYTHING

They're happy, but Koko is mildly annoyed at all the furniture he has to replace.

[all-that-tmnt-jazz]

Could we get some petty Donnie content por favor? 👉👈

Okay, so to preface this post, I like to think I'm petty. However, I don't know if I actually am.

That being said, Donnie is my favorite turt, so we'll figure it out, I suppose.

Is 100% one to do things to annoy or mildly inconvenience the victim

Raph "borrowed" Donnie's favorite coffee mug once

Then, over three weeks, he barely noticed that his sai felt slightly heavier.

One day Raph almost hit Leo in the face during training- the sai were suddenly 90% lighter than they had been

Donnie had hollowed out the handles and over time had been putting coins & paperweights into them, then suddenly took everything out

Leo once entered Donnie's lab without him knowing and scared him

Whenever Leo went to make tea, the lights always flickered, and then the tea kettle was dented and looked beyond repair.

Every. Time.

This continued for a few months, and Leo was frustrated that he had to keep finding new kettles.

Then one day, it stopped

He cautiously made his tea.

As soon as the water boiled, the tea kettle exploded.

Donnie was the one to flicker the lights and was somehow able to replace each kettle with an old one that had broken years prior

Then he added... Something... To the kettle to make it explode at a certain temperature.

Donnie then somehow convinced Master Splinter to walk in and blame Leo for it.

Leo always knocked before entering the lab once he found out it was Donnie.

Mikey once woke Donnie up every night for two weeks because he wanted to ask him to make a suit to make him invisible

Donnie got sick of it, so he went to Leo and Raph to tell them a plan.

Mikey found a note on his drum set a few days later saying that Donnie finished the suit and already activated it on Mikey.

That day, Mikey walked around the Lair thinking he was invisible.

Mostly because Leo, Raph, and Donnie never acknowledged him unless he said something.

They would jump and look around, trying to "find" Mikey

This went on for two days and Mikey nearly lost his mind- even Master Splinter couldn't see him!

He tried to deactivate the suit but panicked when he couldn't.

Donnie then told him there was never a suit in the first place and that Leo, Raph, and Splinter were in on it.

Donnie admits it was a bit cruel, but Mikey never woke him up after that.

If Mikey did have any questions, he waited until Donnie had his coffee.

Donnie will never do something like this to Splinter.

Never.

[green-lotus]

Mikey on your relationship with Raph headcanons 🧡

• Mikey doesn't shut up on how he ships you, obviously

• And both of you have gone through phases of being extremely annoyed, pleasantly rolling with it, mind - losing pissed, brotherly proud and mildly amused, it all depends on the occasion

• But you both also appreciate the fact that from the beginning, he was most open - hearted and encouraging of the two of you, when Leo and Donnie were slightly more reserved, to say the least

• Sometimes he needs to be violently slapped on the shell when babbling about things you definitely prefer to keep between you and sometimes when he just goes on about how he loves you guys being you guys and how you're basically his elder sister and how nice it is to have one you just smile at each other and let him talk when watching from the distance

• He will obviously keep trying to find out details on the quality time you spend alone and he'll walk on you when Raph isn't around to try to dig some friendly, brotherly dirt on him which you provide to a reasonable degree. And behind his back you signal Raph to watch and listen for your mutual amusement

• He jokes about "sharing a girlfriend", but he'd never mean it for real, he really is happy for his elder bro and respects you as a couple

• He likes patrolling the lair at night to check if you haven't fallen asleep somewhere in more public space, and is always guessing in what position he'll see the two of you. And sometimes he takes photos in secret with no malicious intent, just because he wants and feels like it's his job to document the good moments between Raph & you to have in memory store just in case since you can't do that yourself much

• And sometimes he'll gently take your hands when you sleep and place them on each other cause it's really adorable to him

• He also drops by blankets and pillows if you happen to not have any

• He's had times when he was a bit (way) too obnoxious and ran to Leo and Donnie to report on what you & Raph are doing when he saw the two of you, but he's been more or less forcefully educated to not do that and he's better now

• He also needed to exclude you from his habit of cute nicknaming girls, which he adapted to faster, thankfully

• When you're all eating dinner together, he will also remember and remind Splinter, Leo and Donnie to leave sits next to each other for you

• If situation demands, he'll cover for you in front of Leo, if you and Raph are still not returning to the lair and the dawn is almost breaking up above the ground. If you're planning on doing something more risky, surprisingly enough, he's your most trusted man to let know you'll be out tonight & for what

• He's the one to pester Raph to make whatever great romantic gesture towards you he came up with this time. Giant heart - shaped lollipops for Valentines, opera roof date, designer brand gifts for your birthday which strains Raph's patience, he's never out of ideas

• But when Raph doesn't know what to get for you for birthday or something else and asks his bros, he has the best really on - point ideas

• If there is a tense situation in the lair and you're not handling it well, he'll often notice it even before Raph does (cause he is most often involved, to be honest), and immediately gives him a nudge to go be with you

• Mikey's gotten into the habit of asking you about all the stuff he's always been dying to know more about, particularly all the "girl stuff", starting with dumb things like best ways of flirting up to serious stuff like periods and so on

• At times, you and Raph vibe into acting almost like a literal parental guidance to him which is a constant source of jokes and laughs in the lair

• The orange triple - threat turtle literally considers you his elder sister.

• And vice versa 🧡

[sowacream]

ROTTMNT Donnie headcanons for Flat Fuck Friday (I am NOT PROJECTING FOR ANY OF THESE /nsrs)

Splinter realized he might be autistic when he was 9. He told him this. In response, Donnie said, "I know."

He hides injuries because as a little kid Splinter didn't get him what he needed when he was hurt or sick and Raph couldn't.

His goggles are also noise-cancelling headphones.

He created his first battle shell when baby Mikey didn't realize he couldn't ride on Donnies soft shell because turtles have claws and I do not care that in canon they don't have claws and Raph and Leo have shells that can handle baby claws but not Donnie.

When he doesn't sleep, his brain completely stops working and he says very dumb stuff.

He stays up all night without a hint of sleepiness and then falls asleep while eating breakfast.

He likes to Bite stuff

He eats raw pasta because I eat raw pasta

If he's really mad, he hisses. If he's mildly annoyed, he says "hiss."

He likes laying/sitting on the floor and gets annoyed when someone points out empty chairs he can sit in

[raspberrylover28]

"Alexa, can turtles eat candy?"

EDIT: Fixed the past and present tense switching through the fic

My gift for @fxliciq-a for the ROTTMNT Trick or Treat Exchange organized by @rottmnt-secret-gifting  !

Made it extra light and fluffy with lots of banter between the brothers, trying to give most of the prompts a moment to shine and had a lot of fun writing it, so I hope you enjoy! (≧∇≦)ﾉ

 [Takes place after season 2 but before the movie]

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-...I'm just saying that you had an unfair advantage! Why did you get to be the one who went with him?

- I shall remind you once again, dear brother, that the teams were completely randomized and I had no say in who went with who.

- Yeah, randomized by you with your tech! You probably just rigged to whole thing to get all my jelly worms and rub it in my face.

- First of all, gross. Getting them anywhere near your face would make them inedible on the spot. Plus, I don't like them anyway. Second of all, I am wounded you think I would sink so low to win a silly game. Third of all, everyone here is aware that I have managed to get the biggest amount of candy from our trick and treating journey, so please stop whining and hand over the candy to their rightful owner - Donnie put his purple, bat themed candy bag right in front of Leo's face, smiling like the menace that he is

- Oh, come on! - Leo shoved it back into Donnie's face instead and turned to Raph - This has to count as cheating, right? You gave him like half of your candy!

Raph rubbed the back of his head and gave him an apologetic smile - Sorry, man. Ya know i can't eat the ones with peanuts, so I gave them to Don and they sorta started piling up.

Leo gave him an unimpressed stare, crossed his arms and spat out: - I'm not giving any of my loot to a dirty cheater.

- I am not-

- Ugh, just give him the damn candy already! - April yelled with annoyance, getting everyone's attention, letting go of Sunita's hand and  gesturing agressively towards the twins - we've been standing here for 15 minutes!

And they actually were. Standing there in their colorful costumes, arguing with each other on the middle of the sidewalk. Great.

At least the worst they got were a few stares since they were in a more chill part of New York. As chill as New York can be, anyway.

Leo looked around, seeing all the mildly (or a bit more than mildly) annoyed faces staring into his skull and groaned as dramatically as he could, running his fingers through the rockstar wig of his costume for extra effect and reluctantly took out a bunch of lolipops and two small packs of purple and red skittles, then snatched Donnie's hat from his head, threw the candy inside and put it back on with just as much force.

- Here. Don't choke on it - he said, his voice only one third playful, turning away and taking out his phone, not seeing Raph and Donnie shooting each other smug looks.

Donnie took off the hat again and threw the candy into his already overstuffed candy bag, securing it so nothing fell out and doing a quick victory fist bump with Raph.

- Great! Now that's settled, me and my girlfriends are going to the cafe nearby to try out their newest spooky menu. And if any of you boys start making trouble, you will receive a baseball bat to the face. Are we clear? - April smirked playfully, but with a dangerous glint in her eye, and the turtles all saluted with a "Yes, ma'am!".

- YES! We finally shall find out the TERROR of the special halloween recipes!

- Yeah, I really wanted to try the pumpkin latte, it sounded amazing. Plus, I heard they even gave free candy corn at the counter!

Cassandra and Sunita chatted, with April joining in and holding their hands as they started going towards the cafe in their matching monster high costumes.

- Alright! - Mikey started - So what do we-

- Okay, whatever you're going to do, do it by yourselves ‘cause I'm leaving - Leo interrupted, barely looking up from his phone, where he was furiously typing in.

- What, bunny boy is done collecting candy in the Hidden City? - Donnie raised an eyebrow.

- Yeah, we're meeting near Hueso's. We're going to try out candy with his friends, since some turtle I will not name decided getting candy from the Hidden City would be "too dangerous".

- Ey, knowin' Raph's luck AND the Hidden City, it would probably end up like the pizza puffs incident. Or worse.

- What, you think they're going to throw drugs into a teenager's candy bag?

- ...maybe.

- Raph, chill! Usagi was raised down there, he knows what's safe and what's not. Plus, I promised him some of my jelly worms in exchange already, so no backing out now!

- Wait, you're willing to give him your candy, but not me?

- We exhange candy, Don, not steal it.

- I don't steal jackshit! I would be willing to exchange, but your demands are just too high!

- Maybe you're just too poor to afford my candy-

- Alright, Raph is not doing this again! - Raph stood between the twins, then Mikey started pushing Leo in the vague direction of Hueso's.

- Come on, loverboy! They're waiting for you, so hurry up!

- Okay, okay, fine! Sheesh... - Leo rolled his eyes, but quickly jogged towards the restaurant, smiling and texting his boyfriend on the way.

Raph barely stopped himself from shouting at him because don't walk with your snout in your phone, do you WANT to get hit by a car??

Instead, he looked towards the other two turtles.

- Great! - Donnie exclaimed - Now that Leo left to bother bunny boy and the love birds left to do something romantic and possibly illegal, we should figure out what we should do next.

- Oh, I know! We should totally check out this one haunted house! – Mikey suggested, quickly taking out his phone and showing his brother a poster of a two-story, victorian looking house with a tall, spiky fence and „A house straight from your nightmares!” written in a spooky font on the bottom of the screen.

His brothers stared at the photo, then at Mikey.

- You want to go to the haunted mansion.

- Yep!

- Of your own free will.

A pause.

-Yyyyes…? – Mikey started sweating under their questioning  gazes.

- It was most likely a dare from someone. Either April or Leo.

- Agreed.

- Oh, come on, guys! Have some faith in me!

His brothers just raised their eyebrows.

-…Leo wouldn’t stop teasing me.

They see the site of haunted house, which had a lot of bad reviews, mostly complaining about it not being scary in the slightest, which they took as a good sign. Having Raph accidentally deck a scare actor in the face on instinct probably wouldn’t end pretty. They decided, with only slight hesitence, to check it out. It was only around 15 minutes away, so they went on foot and rated costumes and decorations they saw while walking, the usual fuss of New York now accompanied by the sound of doorbells and candy wraps.

When they arrived at their destination (which looked nothing like the one on the site or posters) and entered the first room, they all immediately noticed that it was, indeed, very bad. The room was very brightly lit with white leds, the furniture looked like it was pulled out of some old lady’s apartment, covered with plastic spiderwebs and cheesy halloween decorations, like paper ghosts and candles that were probably supposed to resemble pumpkins, but did not look or smell like them at all.

When they walked around, they started to relax more and more, the poor attempts at scaring them being more funny than scary.

- Did anybody put any thought into this? – Mikey giggled, looking at the so obviously drawn with a marker cracks in the mirror of the fifth bathroom they entered.

- This is what projects done 3 hours before the deadline look like – Donnie deadpanned, gesturing towards the oh, so scary writing and hand prints on the walls and floor – This literally looks like ketchup.

- Maybe it is ketchup? – Mikey examined the fake blood with a hand on his chin.

- Doubt it. It doesn’t really smell like ketchup, and replacing it every few days would be way too expensive for the most likely low bugdet the owners probably have.

- Eh, with how little care this place has, they could technically just leave it there and Raph are you trying to lick the fake blood i swear to god-

After making sure Raph doesn’t  eat any decorations, they went into the final room, which was visibly more thought out than the rest of the building. Which wasn’t saying much, but it was something, at least.

It was a longer hallway with almost no light,crookedly hanged paintings they could barely make out, peeled wallpapers with rusted nails sticking out, which were obviously just nails painted orange, even with the poor lighting.

The turtles went in, still not scared but noticing the change. Mikey, who was in the front, walked forward, trying to make out the different paintings on the wall since he was pretty sure most of them were just top results from pinterest, not hearing the (not very subtle) creek of the wood above him.

And suddenly something jumped into his face from the ceiling with a loud screech and he couldn’t stop the shriek he let out, instictively clinging to Raph who wasn’t doing much better. And it got worse when suddenly something wet got thrown right at them, staining their costumes. The wall next to them opened, showing another hallway, where they could see the door with a bright „EXIT” sign.

They left the room and now, in good lighting, they could see that their clothes had splatters of the same fake blood from earlier rooms which, now that they noticed it, actually smelled really bad. Mikey looked over the damage to their costumes in annoyance, already thinking about how hard it will be to get rid of them and-

- Donnie, why is your costume just fine?

- Well, while you two were screaming like little girls-

-We were not-

- I decided to hide behind our beloved oldest brother, letting him take the brunt of it.

- You used Raph as a meat shield??

- That’s one way to call it – Donnie said, already heading towards the bright green „Gift shop” sign.

Mikey pouted, but only settled for a glare in Donnie’s direction, hopping onto Raph’s shell.

- Hey, don’t worry, big man! At least we’re still matching – Raph pointed out, gesturing to their cat onesies.

- Yea, we look like street cats now – Mikey snickered, poking Raph’s forehead – Still can’t believe we convinced you to wear this thing as a costume.

- Raph doesn’t turn away from a dare – the snapper grinned in response - Besides, I can look like a boss in everything!

- Yeah, unlike Donnie with his boring suit no one recognized.

- Excuse you-?!

Donnie started ranting for the next 10 minutes about how he was „obviously dressed up as Robert Oppenheimer” and how „the education system is in shambles if no one can recognize something so apparent”. He stopped after a bit, realizing his brothers didn’t listen to a word he was saying, then joined them looking through different souvenirs in the gift shop. Everything was overpriced to all hell, predictably, but there were a few fun things that they played with, only messing with them and not buying them because of the very poor quality.

There was also some food you could buy at the counter, which they weren’t sure was decorated to look expired or actually sat there for 3 weeks.

They looked over the snacks, their eyes drawn to the „zombie slushies”.

Mikey looked at Raph, already knowing the answer to his question but still asking:

- You’re going to try it, aren’t you.

- Yes. Yes I will.

They bought the slushie, the cashier looking at them like she wanted to be anywhere else but here. It was warm and cold at the same time, looking like a bunch of crushed ice, blue so faded it was practically gray, with water on the bottom. There were also weird, differently colored chunks in it that they decided weren’t poisonous. Probably.

Raph chugged the drink in one go and barely, barely stifled a gag, almost dropping Mikey. Apparently it tasted like battery acid with a hint of blueberry mixed with sewer water.

They left the haunted house, Raph looking a bit greener than usual. He didn’t throw up though, which they still counted as a win.

The turtles decided it was time to get home. The moment they got back in the lair they took off their costumes, Mikey and Raph throwing theirs into the washing machine, then got into hoodies and pajamas, deciding to do a turtle pile in the living room. They turned on the TV, sound quiet and brightness low, just to have something in the background, munching on their candy and enjoying the comfortable silence.

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Donnie and his backup turtles + April (Donnie stop calling us that) (No die) (fight fight fight) (Lol)

NeonLeon9000: how tf did she even do that

GreenApricot: idk?? turns out you can fix a coffee machine by fist fighting it with an ungodly amount of glitter pens

GreenApricot: the more you know

NeonLeon9000: i swear casey is going to tunr out to be a lab experiment or something and i will not be suprised becuase how does she even exist

Big Brother Who Is The Biggest: do I even wanna know?

NeonLeon9000: if you wann sleep at night then no

NeonLeon9000: /srs

LocalChef: Well that’s terrifying!

NeonLeon9000: btw im staying at usagis tonight

NeonLeon9000: we r having a slumber party

NeonLeon9000: more slumber less party but still

LocalChef: Are you coming back in the morning or are you staying there until later? I can save you some breakfast if you want!

NeonLeon9000: Nah me n usagi ar gonna go out and get some food

NeonLeon9000: thx tho <3

LocalChef: <3

NeonLeon9000: btw did you go to that haunted house i told you abt or did you chicken out

NeonLeon9000: i think we can all guess the answer

LocalChef: nvm I’m taking that heart back

Big Brother Who Is The Biggest: We all went together, actually! Lots of fun

NeonLeon9000: no offense raph but i still dont trust you bc of the candy thing

NeonLeon9000: pics or it didn’t happen

BootyyyShaker9000: [A picture of Mikey and Raph clinging to each other while screaming in the haunted house]

BootyyyShaker9000: Glad I could capture this lovely moment.

GreenApricot:SKDSDJHSJKJKDS

NeonLeon9000:LMAOO

LocalChef: WHATT

LocalChef: BETRAYAL ╰（‵□′）╯

NeonLeon9000:bet yall screamed like toddlers

NeonLeon9000: don please tell me you recorded it

BootyyyShaker9000: Who do you take me for?

BootyyyShaker9000: [sound file]

BootyyyShaker9000: Best quality on the market.

GreenApricot: Y’all are never living this down lol

Big Brother Who Is The Biggest: puts head in hands

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Bonus: Favorite candy of all the turtles!

Leo: Blue raspberry flavored gummy bears, jelly worms, Oreos, cotton candy

Mikey: Candy jewelery, any halloween related candy, caramel apples (especially with spooky food coloring), sour strips, candy corn,

Donnie: grape flavored bubble tape, purple skittles, grape flavored „Dum-Dums” -  lolipops, nerds

Raph: Candy jewelery, hard candy, original skittles, peppermints

[clovers-garden-co]

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇⁉️𝐈𝐌 𝐑𝐀𝐖 𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐔𝐓 🗣‼️

ᴛᴏᴋʏᴏ ʀᴇᴠ ʙᴏʏꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴠᴇʀʏ.. ᴏᴜᴛᴛᴀ ᴘᴏᴄᴋᴇᴛ ꜱ/ᴏ (ᴀ.ᴋ.ᴀ, ʏᴀ’ʟʟ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ꜱᴍᴏᴋᴇ.)

baji + inui | kazutora + mikey

a/n: tbh i kinda hate it , part 2 depends

𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈 would be actively looking for smoke with you. This the same motherfucker that be burning cars when he’s hungry and stripping bitches naked for fun. you’re just there to make sure he doesn’t do anything too stupid.… or so he thought-

it was lunch period, and this bitch clinging onto keisuke was really pissing you the fuck off. what’s even funnier is that he was completely disinterested, annoyance evident on his face. where were you exactly? sitting down eavesdropping behind the door to the rooftop. kei had volunteered to bring back lunch.. not some random chic. could you blame him though? he’s quite the looker.

”ouu.. c’mon baji-kun!” your eyes narrowed sharply while she batted hers. ”just a few minutes, i promise i won’t take too much time!” you watched as his eyebrows twitched, saying how he wasn’t interested. but she still didn’t get the hint, which was obviously making him uncomfortable.

”aye bitch.” placing a firm hand on bajis shoulder and the other on your hip, staring her down. ”what part of ’im not interested’ do you not understand?”

“who are you??— whatever. its not like you can hog him all the time.” the girl smugly gestured to herself. “i was here first.”

but see, you were about ready to punt this bitch. no but really? who did she think she was?? actin like she owned the place with her entitled ass.

you and kei both blinked at each other, before looking at this.. y/n hoe. you snort, “yeah i can, he belongs to me.” ignoring the ‘the fuck?’ look baji gave you, you continued. “come near him and im gonna cut off your fingers n’ feed them to ya.”

uh, needless to say, that bitch never came back again <3

𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐈 would be mildly intrigued yet also annoyed at the same time. he has no issue with beating people up, but at the same token, he doesn’t feel like you have to resort to fighting all the time.

“that’s enough.”

you paused for a moment, wiping the blood off of your cheek. “fuck you mean, ‘that’s enough’?” your eyes narrowed at your lover. “m’ not done with this asshole yet.”

to be honest the situation wasn’t even that serious. you just happened to catch some mfs talking trash about inui, so you decided to give them a piece of your mind. where the problem at ⁉️🤨‼️

inui sighed, “ [name] i really don’t want you landing yourself in detention for what.. the 4th time this week? lets just go.” it took you a moment to consider he was dead serious, so you got up reluctantly to walk by his side.

“sei, y’know i’d do anything for you right?” you smiled, “so that means—“

”that means you need to listen to me. not everything needs to be solved with brute force and i hope you know that.” pausing for a second he shrugged, “i don’t wanna end up losing you because you were being a dumbass.”

You grinned, ”inui you’re so sweet.. wait.” by the time you processed what he said inui was already off.. ”HEY! WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?!”