#rasey incorrect

[blitzysweetheart]

Raph: I have a new hoodie.

Casey: Wrong.

Casey: "We" have a new hoodie.

[juniperquills]

Casey, kissing Raphael: Hey sweetheart.

Raphael, kissing back: What's up, babe?

Leonardo: Did we miss something?

April: Oh, no no, they're just playing a game.

Donatello: What game?

Michelangelo: It's called gay chicken. The point of the game is for two guys to pretend to be gay together for as long as possible, and whoever chickens out first loses.

Leonardo: And how long have they been… pretending?

April: Three weeks.

Leonardo:

Donatello:

Michelangelo: They're pretty stubborn.

[theheavilycaffeinated4]

Raph: It’s not gay to kiss the hommies good night

Donnie: You only kiss Casey good night

Mikey: It’s a little gay

Donnie: It’s very gay

[whattraintracks]

14. Early Morning - TMNT 2007

Liminal spaces and breakfast burritos.

Late night or early morning. Raph's running rooftops at a quarter to four, and right on time, his thoughts nose dive into the fuzzy and poetic.

In the air or on the ground. He catches the edge of a building almost a second too late. Breathe. Slow down. Be aware of your surroundings. Look out on the mostly sleeping city. See how the sky lightens by degrees as time marches on.

Light and dark. Raph wonders if he could ever see the skyline of this city from every angle in every light. Don would probably tell him it's impossible. That counting every combination of angles and lighting would require orders of infinity.

Home but not home. Even if possible, Raph's sure it wouldn't be worth seeing all that by himself. No Donny rambling about the mathematics of infinity, no Mikey bouncing around, no Leo—

Nuh-uh. No way is he dealing with this nonsense so early in the morning. Or ever, in fact. So thanks, but no thanks, brain. Shut up. Goodbye. He’s got better places to be.

He takes the long way, dropping onto their rooftop just as the lights of the corner store below flicker to life. Casey, thankfully, doesn't seem to have been kept waiting. His head pops over the lip of the roof just after Raph rises from his crouch.

He waves two brown bags triumphantly. "Got breakfast burritos!"

Raph lumbers to the edge. Dodging the backpack and lanyard flying over the ledge, he offers a hand. Casey follows the momentum of the lift to pull them into a hug.

"Hey, man," he murmurs.

The tension that gathers in Raph's shoulders whenever he runs drips away. They stay wrapped around each other long enough for him to loosen completely. Then Casey gets cheesy and starts swaying them side to side.

"Sap." Raph shoves him hard, but Casey still winks past a wheezing laugh. Reaching for the set-aside food, he asks, "Where from?"

"That place Leo found forever ago," comes the reply, deceptively casual. Or probably just plain casual. Casey's usually too decent for manipulation.

Still, he doesn’t get why Casey insists on talking about him. Reopening the wound over and over again. Maybe because he knows Raph better than he knows himself. Knows it’s still bleeding anyway and that talking about it is the only way to stop it from hurting Raph so much he hurts everyone else.

It’s light enough to be morning now. His feet are on the ground, and right here is a kind of home, too. So he breathes through the ache and takes both offers as well as he can. "Thanks."

Sunlight finally reaches them midway through their breakfast-slash-dinner. They're leaning together, from pressed shoulders to linked hands. Something about the whole scene makes him melt a little. A thought, pleased and soft and content, takes shape about city views. . . . Shut up, brain.

A creaking yawn from Casey breaks the silence. "You gonna be able to stay awake"—Raph pokes his cheek— "or do I gotta call you outta work again?"

Casey jolts, "Hey! I—," his face draws into what could only be described as a pout. "That was one time."

Raph hums, balling up his trash, "Keep tellin' yourself that."

"Oh, that's it," growling with a rakish grin that usually precedes violence.

Sure enough, he tackles Raph to the ground, and they wrestle like they're teenagers again. When Raph pins him, Casey's laugh is brighter than anything, fierce and sweet and in all ways him. Raph wonders at the man sprawled underneath him and leans in to steal the laughter from his lips. His cell chimes and Casey's alarm goes off, but he keeps kissing him. Lets himself bask just a little longer in the early morning.

He rolls off, eventually. And they get to their feet to collect gear and trash and be on their way. Casey tosses him his phone with a look. There's a text from Donny.

safe?

Right, that look. Because he promised to be better about answering his phone.

safe, he sends, w casey. He doesn't have to wait long for a response.

ok

hi casey

Raph snorts, relaying the message as he shoots back, go to bed brainiac. As an afterthought, mike too.

He almost leaves it there. Casey shouts at him to hurry up. But he has to make an effort. To stymie the wound and hold onto what he has.

love you both. He waits a little longer for this response, but it comes. It always does.

love you too raphy

Raph's running rooftops with Casey just after sunrise, but it’s a quarter to four somewhere else. Somewhere, with a shadow roaming the late night and making his way through the early morning. And the sun will rise over him, too.

[cloudywithachanceofautism]

MORE CURSED MEMES

[regaliasonata]

RJ: When I die cremate my body and sell me as street blunts.

Casey: Get off your high RJ, I'm cutting you off.

[kleptotello]

Raph: I’ve been thinking and… I don’t care if you die.

Casey: (crying) That’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever said to me.

[princessfayebug]

I'm just itchin' to write abt some ships

[criminalmutantsins]

Rise of TMNT & TMNT ‘12 Incorrect Quotes

Rise of TMNT

For fun, the turtles are doing a brownie cooking competition. Splinter, April, and Draxum are the judges and are about to announce thewinner.

Splinter: Our first brownie, without a doubt, is Mikey’s peanut butter brownie.

*Everyone claps and cheers, though with less enthusiasm from Donnie and Leo*

Mikey: Wow, there’s so many people to thank, first of all, my parents, everyone who believed in me- how much time do we have? We can- we can move on, I’m sorry.

April: Everything else sucked compared to Mikey, for real.

*Everyone starts laughing*

April: I mean. If Mikey is over here, you guys are not even in this room.

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Rise of TMNT 

Leo and Mikey are having a spitball contest to see how many they can land in a cup.  None of them have gotten a point. Mikey goes first and misses then Leo goes and gets his first point.

Leo: Yeah!! Did that go in? [checks cup] Yeah.

*Mikey goes again and nearly hits Leo. He misses*

Leo: OMG.

*Mikey spits out a second one but still misses*

Leo: How did you produce another one?

*Mikey laughs*

Leo: Where did that come from?

Mikey: I had two in my mouth.

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TMNT 2012

Donnie asked Mikey to do a timed multiplications test for a study. Mikey has trouble and is mentally exhausted by the time the timer goesoff.

Mikey: [hands over test] Alright, just grade the whole thing then we’ll talk about it.

Donnie: Okay, cool.

Mikey: [heavily sighs with a hand on his head] Aww man, that was so stressful.

*Donnie starts laughing*

Mikey: Genuinely, so stressful.

Donnie: I don’t know what- I just think you built it up in your mind.

Mikey: Well, because-

Donnie: [looks at paper] Oh.

Mikey: [laughs] Don’t worry about it, we’ll talk about it after.Just- Just grade it.

*Donnie stares at paper in utterbewilderment*

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TMNT 2012

Mikey and Casey are making pizza together and, as they waitfor the pizza to cook, they fool around.

Casey: Do the dance of Italy.

Mikey: [starts dancing] The dance of Italy! Howowo! It’s thedance of Italy!

*Casey joins in*

Both: Howowowo! It’s the dance of Italy! Howowowo! It’s the dance of Italy! Hoowowowo!

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TMNT 2012

Mikey, Raph, and Casey are going to cook together, and Mikey wants to do a funny intro.

Mikey: We are here to conquer cake once and for all. Introducing Casey “the Raph” Jones & Raph “the Casey” Jones. Together they make Rasey!

Casey & Raph: Nooo! Nooo!

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Rise of TMNT

Raph and Mona Lisa(oc) are meeting for the first time. Mona Lisa has Draxum pinned by the throat and Raph is trying to negotiate with her.

Raph: Y’know, if killing the Kraang is your sole purpose, I don’t think this is the best way to go about it. But here’s the point, he betrayed the Kraang and they are coming back for him. And when they do, that’s when you [makes the cutting your neck gesture]

Mona: Why would I put my finger on their throat?

Raph: [confused] What? Oh, no, it’s a symbol. This is a symbol for you slicing their throat. 

Mona: I would not slice his throat. I would cut their heads clean off.

Raph: It’s a general expression for you killing someone. [talking to a fellow alien] You’ve heard of this, you’ve seen this, right. Y’know whatthat is.

Alien: Yeah. [sees Mona glare at them] No. No.

[miedosito]

Raph, about Casey: I have to kill him

Leo: What?

Raph: I don't know how to hit on him so he has to die.

[blitzysweetheart]

Raph: Bro-

Casey: No, no, hold up, rewind.

Casey: My tongue was down in your throat just a second ago and now you're calling me bro??

[blitzysweetheart]

Raph: Are you okay?

Casey, crying: Yeah, it was just the onions.

Raph: *Picks up an onion* What the fuck did you say to Casey!?

[blitzysweetheart]

Casey: You look good in that hoodie.

Raph: You know where else I'd look good?

Casey, zero hesitation: My bed.

Raph, at the same time: By your side- wait, what?

[blitzysweetheart]

Casey: I don’t know, Raph just doesn't seem interested...

Leo: Did you try talking to him?

Casey: 😐

Casey: Try what?

[blitzysweetheart]

*In the chip aisle at Walmart, doing a late-night grocery run.*

Raph: *Minding their own business, looking for tortilla chips.*

Raph: *Finds tortilla chips.*

Casey, to April: See, Raph know what he's here for. He know what he's doing. Be more like Raph. Make a decision, April!

[blitzysweetheart]

Casey: I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response.

Raph: Wow. They sound stupid.

Casey: But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense.

Raph: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!”

Casey: I guess you’re right. Hey Raph, I love you.

Raph: See! Just say that!

Casey: Holy fucking shit.

Raph: If that flies over their head then, sorry Casey, but they're too dumb for you.

Casey: Raph.