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writingsbymo-mo · 9 months

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Cozy Tokyo Revengers Headcanons

It's cold outside so let's get cozy

Featuring: Ran, Rindou, Mikey, Mitsuya, Chifuyu, and Baji

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Ran Haitani

Plenty of couch cuddles

Covered in thick, warm blankets

Neck and shoulder kisses

Warm scents with spice notes

Sleeping together for hours

"Shhh, you're so good to me, doll. Relax with me."

Rindou Haitani

Warm mixed drinks (Irish coffee, hot chocolate with peppermint schnapps, whiskey chai, hot toddy, hot buttered rum, etc.)

Leisurely strolls in the snowy evenings

Lazing around his room, listening to music under blankets

Borrowing his warm sweatshirt that smells of him

Hand holding, cuddles, and soft kisses on the cheek

"Mmm, care for another drink doll? We've got aaaaall night."

Takashi Mitsuya

Scarf, hat and glove set he made as a gift to you

Window shopping the boutiques and clothing stores, holding hands along the way

Home cooked meals that make you feel all warm inside

Hot drinks and cozy cuddles while watching a movie together

Forehead kisses and whispering sweet nothings

"Wanna warm up with me, love? I made this just for you?"

Manjiro Sano

Cuddles, lots of cuddles. Not going anywhere without him or you hugging or hand holding in some way

Warm red bean taiyaki and plenty of other sweets (better have plenty)

Gives you one of his coats so everyone knows you're his

Bike rides in the middle of the night

Staying in his room, being held tight on his bed

Running your hands through his hair until he falls asleep in your lap

Kisses on the lips and neck. Licking the crumbs off your face with a warm smile

"Please, one more taiyaki? I'm still hungry, sweetheart...just one more?"

Matsuno Chifuyu

Reading manga with him, snuggling under the kotatsu

Hot tea and a large bowl of ramen to share

Taking an evening stroll to a café under the hanging strings of lights

Offering his coat when you get cold

Holds you close and kisses you all over your neck and face

Watching movies and anime, trying not to fall asleep from the warmth the kotatsu gives

Has candles lit for that warm, romantic glow with your favorite comforting scents

"I got your favorite. Come on, wanna split it and watch something with me?"

Keisukei Baji

Like Chifuyu, he also shares ramen with you. Always a large bowl of peyoung yakisoba

Has you sit in his lap on his bed, hugging you close and burying his face in the crook of your neck, enjoying the moment

Cozy zocks and blankets to cover with

Puts on whatever or starts playing songs from his favorite bands

Gets a bit grumpy before the yakisoba is done

Throw in some hot drinks and food until you're both fill and ready for a nice long nap

Kisses on your jaw and light nibbles on your neck and shoulders

"C'mon kitten, get your ass in here so we can cuddle all night."

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jangofettjamz · 10 months

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Overwhelming

Jenna Ortega x Autistic!Male!Reader

Summary: Your were nervous about going to the Scream 6 premiere, but it turned out to be a lot of fun... until it wasn't.

Words: 1993

3rd Person POV

The premiere for scream 6 was but a few hours away. Tensions rose as Y/N tried to prepare himself for the event, despite being an actor he has very secluded and did not enjoy the limelight as much as his fellow peers.

He had been trying to muster up the courage to become more socially involved in his work such as: going to interviews, late night shows, going to dinner with directors etc. Unfortunately, It just seemed for too difficult.

However, this time was different. He was going to try this time; to attend a premiere. He knew this would be no easy feat, the camera flashes alone would overstimulate him into madness but he was determined, scared but determined nonetheless.

His girlfriend and co-star, Jenna Ortega has been helping him to confront his fear of social interaction through love and support. She had studied his language and helped him navigate in a world that didn't understand him.

Y/N has also made a life long friend in Mikey Madison, who also happened to be close with Jenna. Though she never was on the set of scream 6 due to her character dying in the previous film, she remained close with the cast and crew and treated him as an equal.

Y/N, although adamant in his choice to attend the premiere, was still absolutely terrified at the thought of hundreds of people in one space wanting him to sign autographs, take photos and pose on the red carpet. It made him feel ill.

Jenna was his shield from everything. She promised to protect him from the cameras, should he not want his photo taken. She promised to protect him from the hyper fans who have little regard for personal space.

"Alright sweetie, I've got all your stuff in my bag: stim toys, plushie and snacks if you need one. If you need a break or want to leave just tell me, your comfort is my number one priority."

One problem; Jenna didn't pack the headphones and Y/N was too stressed to even remember them aswell. The noise would likely send Y/N spiralling.

"Jenna how many people are gonna be there?"

"Atleast a thousand people honey" she says sadly knowing that this was going to be tough for Y/N.

"We don't have to go you know, we can just chill here for the night." She suggests not really thinking of the consequences that could have on her career.

"Wouldn't you get in trouble?" Y/N asks but imm receives an answer.

"I don't care, as long as your comfortable it's worth it" she states making Y/N feels warm inside, like a scarf wrapping him up in the cold winter but on the inside.

"It'll be fine Jen', we're all ready to go now anyway so there's no point in backing out now." He reassures making her form a toothy smile.

"Besides I know how much this movie means to you and I wanna make you happy aswell." She approached him with loving intent.

She placed a hand on his cheek. "Can i kiss you?" She asked, knowing he doesn't like spontaneous kisses without permission. He nods and she kisses him lovingly which he reciprocates, light pink blush painting his cheeks.

Their private car soon arrived and they made their way to premiere. Y/N was on edge, he wasn't as excited so much as he was nervous.

Jenna held his hand rubbing soothing circles with her thumb and he put his head on her shoulder as she held him tight around his waist for the rest of the car journey.

The premiere was more packed than usual, containing around 2230 people; far more than they anticipated. The movie drew more hype than Y/N and Jenna thought possible, some just there to see Jenna.

This troubled Y/N, yes he had prepared to undertake an entire crowd but not to this extent. Jenna could sense his fear as if she was some sort of telepath and held his hand tight.

He started to stim by clicking him fingers and tapping him knees, though seemed futile as the feeling of overstimulation didn't seem to falter.

"Y/N/N, do you need your stim toys?" He nodded violently, starting to sweat as the noises from outside became more irritable.

She grabbed a fidget cube for him to play with for as long as he needed until they had to walk onto the red carpet. He slowly leaned back into her shoulder and she held him tightly again, placing feather light kisses on his scalp.

"Remember, we can always leave if you want." She reminded him wanting to make feel as safe as possible.

"I'm gonna be with you the entire time okay, Mikey's gonna be there too and she'll protect you aswell; we both will I promise." He nodded and took deep breaths while Jenna rubbed soothing circles on his back.

He took one final deep breaths before opening the door of the car and out into wilderness of: fans, paparazzi, reporters and fellow actors. He was gonna hate this.

He instantly grabbed a hold of Jenna's hand and she squeezed tightly letting him know that she's there. Fans wanted to Jenna to sign stuff for them, but she made it a point that she's putting his comfort first, much to their dismay.

"Let's go find the others okay, I heard Jack's here aswell and I know how much you two get along." Jack Quaid visited set often in vancouver when he wasn't Filming for The Boys and the two of them clicked because of their shared nerdiness.

Jenna and Y/N made their way up the red carpet and were called for an interview by Vanity Fair. Y/N considered his options, he could either do this interview with Jenna by his side and be extremely uncomfortable or walk away and still be extremely uncomfortable. The choices were negligible so he figured he'd do the interview.

They walked hand in hand over to the interviewer for Vanity Fair. "Well hello you two, how are feeling about tonight's premiere." She started

Jenna was the first to respond. "I'm so excited, I can't wait for everyone to see this film we worked so hard on it and I think fans are gonna be very satisfied with what we've created." She says smiling.

"Y/N L/N so lovely to see you at the premiere, how was filming with veteran talent like Courtney Cox and Hayden Panettiere?"

He answers "They're very lovely people and easy to work with too. This film project is probably my favourite one I've done thus far." The interviewer asked more questions before promptly ending the interview.

"It was very lovely speaking to you two, congratulations on the movie." Jenna looks at Y/N with a proud look on her face which made Y/N's heart do cartwheels.

She cups his face making eye contact with him. "You did so well Y/N, I'm so proud of you for getting through that interview. You should be proud of yourself too."

Y/N kisses her on the cheek thankful for her words of encouragement, he felt elated on this new found confidence, he wanted to do more and that's exactly what he did.

"Y/N/N!!!" He heard and he saw Mikey and immediately tackled her into a hug. She had become a very good friend to him.

"I'm so glad you came, you having fun?" She asked and he was indeed having a good time.

"Yeah you know what, I think I am having fun." He said with a wide grin.

Everything went great, he did more interviews, conversed with his co-stars and even took a few pictures with fans. He was having a good time... until he wasn't.

The next interview he did was with Fox News and they did not hold back on their questions. He and Jenna both went up to talk with them.

"Hello Miss Ortega and Mr L/N, how's you're evening?" she starts "It's going great, we're having a wonderful night" Y/N answers with tremendous enthusiasm, which will be snuffed out soon.

"Y/N is it true you have spaz attacks when people are screaming on set?" He was confused, Jenna was pissed.

"I'm sorry?" He says politely but still confused. "We heard that you have spaz attacks on set, it would be really unprofessional if you did you know." Now he was annoyed "spaz attacks" who does she think she is?

"I don't have meltdowns on set, or "spaz attacks" as you call them when people scream on set. The screaming is on script so why would I complain? Has anyone ever told you you're extremely unprofessional and terrible at your job?" He says, his voiced laced with venom.

Jenna snickered, she was proud of him for taking a stand for himself, plus she thought is was hot. But that confidence soon faded.

The interviewer says under her breath "Yeah well atleast I'm not a retarded spaz like you" just low enough for the camera's not to pick up but Y/N and Jenna heard it well. Jenna was PISSED.

Suddenly Y/N felt his confidence diminish, the voices around him became louder, the camera flashes became more irritable, creating spots in his vision. He could practically hear all the clicks and cracks coming from each of the cameras as they snap photos.

The colors around him became more and more irritable to look at; too bright so he clamped his eyes shut. The voices and music hammered his ears drums, he held his hands to his ears and started to hyperventilate, thoat closing up in the process. He was having a meltdown.

Jenna saw this and instantly whisked him away from the crowd and into the theatre, they found a quiet corner and begun their techniques. She searched through her bags only to find that his headphones weren't there, he started to panic.

He babbled uncontrollably, he needed his headphones to block the noise. She pulled out her headphones that she carried with her 24/7 and moved his hands and put them over his head; noise cancelling too so that helped.

Once she put her headphones on his head she began to speak. "Honey, can I hold you?" She says, her voice quiet and muffled due to the headphones but he nodded nonetheless.

"We're gonna rock okay?" She says and he nods they begin to sway side to side. His head was in her chest and her head on the top of his, she was his safe space and he was so thankful.

After a few minutes he took the headphones off, but was still feeling non-verbal. Jenna continued her rocking as she began to speak.

"What she said was bullshit, you know that don't you?" He shrugged in response. "Sweetie, you're not a spaz or retarded or whatever horrible words she called you, she's just a bitch and she will be dealt with, believe me."

He nodded against her chest. "I'm so sorry you had to go through that, buddy. I hope you didn't regret coming here." He shook his head, he didn't regret it and he had fun.

She pulled something out of her bag. "Here, I've got your ghostface plush. You wanna take him with you while we watch the film?" He nodded and they made their way into the screening.

They sat down and Y/N put his head on her shoulder as she stroked his hair to keep him regulated, keeping a vice grip around his body as they watched their new movie.

In moments like these he felt safest, like no could hurt him as his girlfriend shields him from all the bad things in the world. It felt like home. She felt like home.

Despite everything that just happened, he was very happy.

#jenna ortega x y/n #jenna ortega x you #jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega #jenna marie ortega #scream 6 #autism #male reader

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maehemthemisfit · 1 year

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𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖, 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔

pairing: manjiro sano x gn!reader

synopsis/prompt: "despite your aching heart, you continue to see him. an ocean of words left unsaid, how long before you drown? tomorrow, you promise, you'll tell him tomorrow" + ❄️ cold, 🌃 night, and 🧣 them giving you an article of clothing

warnings: pinning, fluff, sprinkled angst, comfort, reader being cold, proofread partially, op running on 3 hours of sleep, it's 1am, help, should i make a part 2?

wc: 1.8k | taglist: @youatemylollipop

Japan had always looked beautiful in winter, even though it was a time that withered life. Plants darkened and shriveled, animals curled away in their dens, and sickness became a common factor. Despite the season being a high time for death and diminish, many good things flourished from it as well.

For starters, the low temperatures seemed to bring people closer together; hands locking in a small exchange of heat, shops switching their menus to warmer delicacies and enticing couples, and people shared their umbrellas to shield them from the elusive flakes of snow that descended upon them.

Your boots crunched beneath the powdered flakes that blanketed the ground, obscenities being expelled from you in protests of the cold. Internally, you mocked yourself for making the awful decision of not wearing something more heavy on your shoulders, but by now you couldn't turn back.

Being more than halfway to the shrine, you continued on your trek and swallowed down your discomforts, though it wouldn't take a scientist to discern you were pretty much fighting for your life at this point.

The cold was merciless as it caressed your face, its unyielding breeze spawning goosebumps over your skin and made your lungs blister from each breath you heaved. It hurts, you bit back a whimper, second guessing all your life choices that led up until now.

Some gloves would of been nice as well.

You felt like hell frozen over as every exposed part of you ached, especially your ears, and at one point it felt as though you were breathing from your head. Your mind became a fuzzy blizzard of uncertainty and regrets yet your body moved on, not ready to give out yet.

"Almost there", you'd whisper, urging yourself through the night.

It was a miracle when his voice finally graced your ears, granted everything ached but still his presence managed to warm your heart, albeit figuratively.

"Hah, [Name]-chan? You're here?" The middle school gang leader questioned, looking over his shoulder. His smile widened as soon as the two of you locked eyes, and before you knew it, his hurried footsteps were drawing near. "Weren't you planning on staying home?"

Your brain lagged for a second as his hand lightly touched your shoulder, and your eyes took this moment to admire the way his skin soaked in the city lights, in a way that perfectly framed his dimples. He looked so warm and cozy, his neck tucked beneath a scarf while the rest of him was layered in winter clothing, unlike you who garnered nothing but a sweater and a thin jacket.

His cheeks were slightly tinted red from the cold and a few droplets of snow were sprinkled over his blonde locks. You had to resist the urge to reach out and comb the speckles of frost from his hair and also restrain yourself from cupping his cheek, even if it was only to keep him warm, though you're sure you had little warmth to offer.

"I was but..." You mumbled, thinking back on the real reason you were here while Mikey quirked a brow.

'I wanted to see you'

Truly, you couldn't help yourself, not when he smiled so sweetly and sung your name like it's been on replay for hours in his head. It hasn't, you'd have to remind yourself, but there were some days that left you questioning reality. Days where he felt so close, yet every time he was near his name never rolled off your tongue as fear ebbed your voice away at the prospect of being more than what you were to him and how unlikely it was that he saw you as such.

That never stopped you from hoping though.

Tomorrow, you'll talk about it tomorrow.

To your dismay, the temperature took a dive and your words died in your throat as a pout twisted your face. Why now of all times? You were already freezing your ass off, what next? An internal organ? You held back a groan.

Your eyes slightly watered from the cold, threatening to become a stream of tears. With the hiss of the wind you quickly turned away, huffing as you tried your best not to sniffle or sneeze in front of him. Discretely, you tried to wipe your eyes with the sleeve of your poorly insulated jacket.

Mikey could be dense sometimes, damn near oblivious, but when it came to you it was a completely different story. From the moment you spoke he could instantly tell something was off. Judging from your lack of winter attire and trembling self, it wasn't rocket science to figure out what was wrong, yet there seemed to be something eating away at you, something he only caught a glimpse of but never dared to comment on.

He saw it in your fleeting gaze, the frown you'd wear whenever he bid goodbye, and the way you brushed others off whenever they mentioned his name. He'd have to ask Emma about it when he gets the chance.

You tried to offer him the bag, an easy distraction from your struggling self, but of course your plans were foiled as Mikey grabbed your wrist instead, pivoting your towards him as a new set of fresh tears dripped from your lash line. 'No, wait!' You panicked, trying to escape his grasp but he only pulled you closer.

"M-Mikey," You stammered, lightly tugging at your wrist. The bag of taiyaki slipped from your hand, long forgotten over the snow.

It hurts seeing you like this. Was this how you felt all the other times you scolded him about taking care and prioritizing his health? His stomach tied itself in knots and his chest ached for reasons he had yet to understand. You were sure to catch a cold if you already didn't have one, but that just means he'd have to take care of you instead, and who was he to refuse?

Your breath caught in your chest as Mikey's hands cupped yours, his thumbs caressing warm mesmerizing circles into your aching knuckles. It felt... good, almost mind numbing you had to admit. It was ironic to think, one of the most strong and feared kid was here lovingly tracing your bruises. Your heart just might stop.

Something festered beneath his pout, flickering like a golden flame behind his charcoal eyes. Concern? Sadness was it?

"You're cold," He stated, almost matter-of-factly, and you shuddered from how... distant his voice sounded, like he was far in the depths of his mind.

You sniffled, looking away and taking interest in a nearby streetlight, which did little to help your eyes. Your lip curled in guilt and you almost wanted to laugh from how pathetic you probably looked.

His expression visibly softened, a faint smile soon painting his features as he wiped your tears, the pads of his fingers running gently across your skin. You blinked as the wind blew harshly, blinding you for a few moments. When you finally came to, you found something heavy being tugged over your head.

"What, h-hey!" You struggled against whatever was over you, only to be stopped by Mikey.

"Shh, be still!" He warned, attempting to curb your movements but you didn't relent, scurrying away from whatever force was over you.

"I can't see!"

"I'm almost, ah- stop moving before you-"

You muffled a few more protests before your thrashing around gave you a date with gravity along with a ticket that sent you both tumbling towards the ground. Mikey's arms instinctively snaked around your waist, his chest successfully breaking your fall when he landed in the snow.

He sighed and you groaned, the hoodie- his hoodie- you found yourself in finally slipping past your head.

"The hell was that!?" You let out an exasperated huff.

"Oh, so I'm to blame?" Mikey deadpanned, puffing out his cheeks. If he could cross his arms he would.

"You're the reason we're on the ground."

"You're the one on top of me."

Oh.

You tried to move.

Oh no...

It appears your hands unfortunately didn't make it into the sleeves, leaving you tangled in the thick fabric of your best friend's hoodie.

At the sight of this new revelation, Mikey couldn't help but crack a smile. "Ah! [Name]-chan~ don't tell me you're-"

"Shut up," Your face burned and you buried yourself in his scarf, embarrassment pooling in your stomach. "Shut up, shut up, shut up!"

You were engulfed in his laughter, his chest rising up and down with erratic breaths. You couldn't escape it, not that you wanted to leave. Mikey was thankful you couldn't see him, his face sprouting a deeper red that he would blame on the cold given the opportunity. He held you closer, supporting you so you wouldn't fall off since you couldn't hold yourself up. A part of him didn't want you to slip away so soon.

It was then you became hyper aware of your surroundings. His arms were tightly wrapped around you and your face was nestled in the crook of his neck. He was warm and soft and you couldn't help but relax and melt into him, cocooned in his hoodie that smelt of rose vanilla and pine. You breathed him in and it made you sick with nostalgic dreams of him and you, together and close like this. Those days where you were younger, sleeping over and waking up to tangled limbs and drool that wasn't yours on your neck.

You missed it.

You missed him.

But no matter how far you strayed from Mikey, he always brought you back into his arms, safe and secure. Just like this.

His hum brought you to the surface as one of his hands traced the small of your back.

"Hey," He called, urging you to look up.

"Hi," You greeted back, more weakly than you intended.

"Somethin's on your mind," Mikey spoke without question, sincerity in his eyes. A beat, then another passed by as you watched him. Silence. "You can... you can tell me anything, y'know? Whenever you're ready that is. Just," His hand went up to hold your cheek before moving to your head and hugging you back into his chest. "Don't let it tear you apart, away from me, okay?"

Seconds slipped passed as you registered what he said. Words bubbled in your chest, a confession on the tip of your tongue, ready to be poured out into the open snow. Your noses were nearly touching, your breath condensing into a small streams of mist and mixing with each others, dancing away into the night air and fading like a distant dream.

You remembered some phrase about actions speaking louder than words, and you had the golden opportunity. His eyes, his attention, his lips inches from yours.

You leaned in, swallowing everything down.

And then, you hesitated.

That split second of vulnerability was easily snatched away by doubt, whispering fears into your head and sealing your lips from doing and saying anything further. All that courage down the drain.

Instead, you hummed, falling back into his chest to calm your racing heart. You had to tell him eventually. Your heart just wasn't ready. For now, you'll lay in his warm embrace and pray he couldn't tell, holding onto him for as long as you could without ripping at the seams. He was right though, this feeling was tearing you apart.

Tomorrow, you'll tell him tomorrow.

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sad-leon · 2 years

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Lonely Leo? Lonely Leo ^-^

The brainrot is real

Leo, after settling in still doesnt talk much, so Donnie offers to teach him sign language. Its a rough start, but Leo catches on pretty quick and they become silent, scheming menaces >:)

Mikey takes Leo's blanket-cape and makes a scarf out of it, using thread orange, red, and purple thread to sew it.

I like to imagine Leo needs glasses after his time with Draxum considering he lived in a glorifed dungeon. When he finally gets some, he doesn't like wearing them, but he does enjoy seeing.

Even after getting back to the fam, there are days where Leo feels like be doesnt belong. Those are rough, but his brothers are quick to remind him that they're glad to have him back.

#lonelyleoau #rottmnt #rottmnt leo #rise leonardo #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #sad•leonart #im brainrotting over my own au ;-;#i have so many more llau sketches in my sketchbook that i should share #maybe yall will get a doodle dump during my weekend

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0mysticmidnight0 · 2 months

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~Mystically Broken AU - Chapter 7~

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Important info about the series: I was actually planning on deleting all the chapters or discontinuing this series as well as deleting off the face of the earth. But I saw a few comments on my other post that wanted me to continue it. So why not? I'll be finishing this series this month or next month. If I feel like it, I might make a season 2! Anyways, enjoy!!

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You woke up and headed to the kitchen, your mind still stirring with your conversation with Leo. What is happening? Just a month ago, you were being threatened by these guys and now you cared about them.

When you stepped in the kitchen, you saw Raphael. He was the least gruesome of the four but he was the most "scary looking" as most of his victims put it. Or anyone who just happened to see him. Most likely due to his size. His bruised hands. His scarred left eye. You glanced at his clothes.

He was wearing a loose dark black shirt. It used to be ripped. It seemed to be stitched. As well as a lighter black/greyish pair of comfortable pants. A ripped red scarf rested comfortably on his neck. You saw it had initials. "H.Y." He was drinking some coffee while reading some newspaper. you were zoning out until a voice called out to you.

"Good morning."

You respond almost immediately, a bit startled.

"G-Good morning-!"

Damn, why did you stutter it out like that?!

"I heard ya' talkin' to Leo last night."

You didn't notice he was there. You certainly didn't hear him.

"So you did."

He looked at you, you froze.

"Listen, (name) was it? if I know anythin' 'bout Leo is that he's gonna go head first withouta plan. And you'll be right by us to help back him up."

"Im helping.?"

He chuckled a bit at your surprise.

"I'm sorry, I know ya' don't have any experience in this situation but you were the last one with Donnie.. and knowin' him for years has taught me a thing or two. A guy like Donnie has back up plans for back up plans."

You nodded and he showed you something on the newspaper he was reading, They were holding an Auction at the same Museum Donnie was captured.

"No doubt Leo's gonna take this chance to strike."

"No doubt about it, we'll figure out a plan. For now, calm down (Name), I ain't gonna eat ya'!"

You laughed and calmed down as you two spent the entirety of the morning chatting.

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Later at noon, You were with Raph and Michelangelo. Planning your next move.

"Alright, you and Mikey are gonna follow Leo, give him back up but only when completely necessary. I'll stay here and back ya' two up when ya' finally reach Donnie."

You slowly felt Mikey's hand on your shoulder and you shivered.

"Don't worry, (name). I don't bite."

"Mikey, quit scarin' em."

"You're no fun, Raph!"

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I absolutely wanna thank the fans of my series. I'm genuinely surprised and honored!

I will be posting regularly again.

Yours truly,

MysticMidnight

#mystically broken #mystically broken au #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt #rise tmnt #save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise donnie #rise leo #rise raph #rise mikey #yandere rottmnt #rise donatello #rise Raphael #rise leonardo #rise Michelangelo #villain rottmnt

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eveandtheturtles · 1 year

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In my Memory

Ship: Raph x Reader

Summary/Warning: Angst. There was an accident and love makes people hang on when they should let go.

By default - Aged Up (18+) Bayverse Turtles, Reblogs are MUCH appreciated! Comments too! My askbox is open for all sorts of messages and requests! (currently taking Raph aligned ones)

@madammuffins @leosgirl82 @turtle-babe83 @sharpwindow @pheradream15 @thelaundrybitch @m1dnyt3-w0lf @dilucsflame33

(this might be the last angst for a while. We'll see... Anyone who wishes to be on the list let me knoooooow)

"You smell something?" You looked up from your spot on Raph's bed. "Something's burning."

Raph paused his push-up reps. "Probably Leo got to the toaster again," he snickered. "Donnie gonna have his head."

You smiled. "Yeah, most likely," you said. "Are you coming to bed?"

"Yeah, I think I am done here." He got up and stretched a little.

You snickered and stretched your arms to him. "C'mere you big brute."

He didn't let you wait long. He was right there next to you, wrapping his big arms around you, holding you close and safe.

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"Do you think Donnie can fix my phone?" You asked the next day.

You were lounging on top of your boyfriend watching him pay Animal Crossing. It was a secret just between the two of you.

"He should be, I'll pop by his lab and ask how's it going," Raph replied. "Get. Out. Stupid. Duck." His little avatar was smacking Gloria in the head. "It's been long enough, like couple weeks, no?"

"Yeah, something like that." You stroked his arm. "Am I not too heavy to lay on top of you like this?"

"I've told you before, you're light as a feather," he replied and kissed your head. "Finally!" he exclaimed when Gloria announced she's moving out.

"Why did you have her in the first place?" You giggled.

"Mikey. He got my Switch and decided to prank me," he grumbled.

"That's Mikey for you."

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You stood on the roof, enjoying the morning breeze and the sunrise. Pros of dating a ninja turtle your daily schedule was kinda off, allowing such things more frequently than not. The light breeze went right through your hair as you watched Raphael parkour his way over the roofs to you. The gravity meant nothing for him.

He had always been there for you. The great, red protector. Ready to sacrifice himself.

As he got closer you could tell he was annoyed. He landed next to you. He was buzzying as his irritation just radiated off of him. You smiled and sat down on the edge of the roof. This was going to be one of those Leo rants.

"-and he doesn't listen! Like I wasn't even there!! He always does that! If he just listened-," he grumbled stomping about, trying to walk off the energy.

You walked up to him, stood on your tippy toes and hugged him tight. "Shh," you tried to sooth him. "But the mission was successful?"

"Yeah, it was..." he admitted reluctantly. His arms were around you.

"Then for now that's good, you should really talk to him, you know? Really tell him how you feel," you said softly.

"Have you been watching any weird shows with Mikey again?" He snorted, nuzzling his forehead to yours.

"No, I didn't," you laughed a little. "You know that."

You stayed close, just basking in each other. "I need to go home soon," You said after a while.

"I know but... this with you is good for now," he replied.

"Okay."

~~~~~~

When you walked into the lair everything was so quiet. Splinter was sitting by the kitchen table, stroking the scarf Raph knitted him once. There was Leo, mindlessly going through his practice. Donnie by his monitors, watching one in particular, as if frozen in place. The atmosphere was strangely heavy.

You noted the rough shape everyone was in.

"Where's Mikey?" You asked.

"He's in the Needle Room," Raph replied quietly, squeezing your hand a little. You noted the tension in him. The clenched jaw, eyes fixed on the entrance to the Needle Room.

"Raph?" You turned to him. "It's okay."

"No, it's-"

Suddenly he got cut off when Donnie grabbed the edge of his desk and flipped it over. He yelled loudly and everyone stared at him in anticipation.

He slumped into the chair, hiding his face in his hands. Leo stopped his work-out and ran to his brother. Their father approached them and the three hugged pressing their head together.

"You have to be strong my sons," Splinter said softly. "The worst hasn't happened yet."

You turned to Raph. He was biting his lower lip, eyes shut and shivering as his tears slowly went down his face.

"Babe," you sighed and stroked his cheeks. "Let's go see Mikey."

"What if I don't want to?" He looked to the side. Not wanting for you to see him.

"But you do," you said. "He needs you."

You hugged him tightly. "I need you," he whispered into your ear.

"I won't be going anywhere," you promised.

Slowly, you both headed towards the Needle Room.

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Raph's entire being screamed to not go. The sounds around him were muted aside of this constant high pitched noise from somewhere. The closer the two of you got to the room the stronger the smell of burning got. The heat licked over his scales and sank through into his bones.

Raph could swear his heartbeat was so loud he could hear it coming from the outside. His feet were dragging. Each step thundering over the metal flooring. Finally, both of you were there. At the mouth of the Needle Room.

He looked at you. Swallowed heavily. His hand trembled in yours.

"It's okay, you're almost there," you assured him.

He reached toward your face and pushed the hair covering half of it out of the way. He sucked the air in.

His mouth dried. You smiled.

"I am so sorry," he said, his voice becoming hoarse, wet. "I am so sorry." He felt to his knees.

"It's okay, I don't blame you," you spoke softly, hugging him to your middle. "You got me out. My hero."

You stroked his head, holding him close as a terrible sob broke through.

"I need you to do something for me," you spoke.

"No." He shook his head.

"I need you to go back to your brothers."

"No, no," he repeated. His eyes were bloodshot, he could feel his throat closing up. How could it be closing up, it wasn't even real!

He desperately clung to you. The scraps your clothes became as reality started to seep through.

"Please, please," he begged, desperately sucking in air between the sobs.

"They need you more than I do, you saw it."

He wept on the floor, your broken hero. Failed saviour. He was so cruel to himself.

"You did your best."

You pulled him up. It was so easy now, despite your form slowly crumbling up.

"please, come with me," he begged you but you shook your head. Your hair spreading embers.

"it's not how it works." Gently you pulled yourself out of his grip.

"I will be so lost without you, Mikey will miss you! Donnie, dad, even Leo!"

You placed the last ghost of a kiss on his lips. Then you pushed him inside.

"No!" He cried out and gasped for air as his eyes opened up.

His throat hurt, his eyes burned and he couldn't move. He saw Mikey, with his arm on a sling ran out of the Needle Room.

Raph was alive.

#eve scribbles #tmnt 2016 #tmnt #bayverse turtles #tmnt bayverse #tmnt 2014 #tmnt fanfiction #raph x reader #raphael x reader #tmnt raph

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thvkei · 2 years

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SNOWBOUND BABY / TOKREV X READER.

@thvkei; cute lil things our boys do during winter ⟡ part one.

ft. takemichi, mikey, and draken x gn!reader

genre. fluff, headcanons

notes. this post is sfw, but this account contains nsfw content. please do not follow if you're a minor.

✰ TAKEMICHI.

as hard as he tries to be the stoic, protective boyfriend, something about the way the snow spills fluidly from the abundance of clouds above his head makes his heart retreat to his childhood days.

he loves winter, but hates the cold. you find it funny how he humors himself by building snow castles and other childish matters, yet complains when the icy burn of frost bites at the tips of his fingers.

CONSTANTLY gets caught underneath the mistletoe. he finds it so embarrassing but he loves kissing you so he can't complain.

gingerbread-house-decorating-competition in which his literally falls apart in front of your eyes and you hysterically watch him try and piece it back together.

no matter how long you've been dating, he still gets flustered when you take his cheeks between your palms, soothing the redness that consumes them due to the biting cold.

takes you to see a christmas play but it turns out to be for kids. you both get bored and end up running out, giggling whilst plotting to meet up with his friends and get tipsy on eggnog and mulled wine.

big fan of hot chocolate, but is absolute ass at making them. how someone can be bad at making at hot drink, you aren't sure. however, after his first and only attempt, you ultimately decide that you'll be in charge of making them from now on.

leaves buying christmas presents until last minute bc he thinks he can handle it... wrong L bozo. 💀

panics on christmas eve and embarrassedly calls you in the middle of a clothes store asking what your size is.

ends up buying you a pair of matching pjs, they're super cute 'n fluffy <3

tries so hard to wrap your presents but he literally can't figure out how to make it look neat for the life of him 😭. skill issue tbh.

running up to him before he can slip out for work in the morning, wrapping his scarf around his neck and planting a kiss on his cheek while he quietly recognizes how lucky he is to have you in his life.

ice skating date where takemichi falls so many times you swear he will be littered in bruises the following day, which you were right about.

flu season. he believes he's immune, (he's not), and always ends up sick.

taking a hot shower together to warm up :))

BLANKET HOGGER‼️ steals the blankets from you when you're asleep, so you have to literally have to fight him for them. falls off the bed.

✰ MIKEY.

literally a winter fiend.

unbothered by the cold but always faces the consequences, which is lowkey annoying cuz he always catches a cold 'n then you have to babysit his ass back to full health.

steals all your coats, hoodies and jackets even though he has his own.

when you question him on it, he either lies about stealing, (even when he's LITERALLY wearing it), or deflects your accusing tone with a compliment.

"you know, the snow really brings out the color of your eyes. they're s'pretty, y/n. ♡."

"mikey 😐."

if you're stupid enough to even TRY and wear a scarf in his vicinity, you better run cuz he will grab that shit 'n force you to share.

forces you to make him hot coco (with whipped cream 'n marshmallows ofc)

he loves decorating the tree, will put you on his shoulders to place the star at the top ˊᗜˋ

intently watches you wrap presents. sticking your tongue out, fiddling with the tape 'n trying to hold it all together. he thinks it's so cute and endearing, he can't bring himself to help when you look so adorable.

gets concerningly pale?? i mean, he's already pale, but when he's cold, he gets like even whiter LMAO some1 help him

loves making snow angels

takes you on his bike to see the christmas lights!!

starts snowball fights out of fucking nowhere. you swear he almost gave you a concussion once but he denies it ever happening smh. 🤥

trying to do a christmas movie marathon but tbh good luck bc this man can't focus for more than 5 minutes.

as well as being a blanket hogger, in winter, mikey and the concept of personal space become complete strangers. bro will cling to you like you're tryin' to go somewhere when actually you're just trying to sleep.

✰ DRAKEN.

one of the best winter boyfriends omg!!

constantly warm. it's like hugging a fucking radiator, but in a good way :D

the feeling of waking up next to him in winter is unmatched. your head lies on his chest, and his bicep holds your waist against him with the perfect strength. soft snores pass through his open lips, blonde locks strewn across the pillow.

late night trips to the convenience store bc u want snacks!!

constantly shoving an extra layer of clothes on you, just to be safe.

personally isn't a fan of the cold, but bares it for you.

you force him to go ice skating with you, but all it takes is one fall and he's stomping off the rink cussing out the ice whilst you cling to him, drowning in your own giggles.

strokes you hair as you watch christmas classics, feeling his chest vibrate with gentle laughter as he cradles you against him.

laughing at him because he's wearing mittens LMAO

surprise attacking him with a wrestle in the snow, only to end up pinned beneath him panting and tapping out because his bodyweight is crushing you.

would take a lot of convincing, but would wear a onesie if it really made you happy.

going on a cut-your-own-christmas-tree-farm date and my god does he make a fine lumberjack.

even though you’d been extra cautious, you still got sick. but don't worry, ken takes care of you.

that is after he's lectured you on wearing warmer clothes even though you literally wear at least two hoodies every time you walk outside.

gets pissed when you shove snow in his hood and doesn't notice until he pulls it over his head. 💀

making cookies together but somehow coming out with triple how many you were acc supposed to make so your kitchen was practically overflowing with the damn things.

going on a date to see the fireworks. draken stares at you with love and true adoration in his eyes as you gawk at the pretty streams of light, lips forming an 'o' as you admire the way they shoot through the sky. he's never been happier.

please do not repost or steal my work ─ i don't allow translations or resposts on any other platforms.

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itzzaira · 2 months

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HEM Mike, Spirit, & ICE (3 AUs from Cabin 14) knock on your door. Mike: a 2k3 Michelangelo in his late 20s, Spirit: a ghost Rise Leonardo looking 3 years old, ICE: a teenage Rise Donatello with one arm. "My cabin made sparklers for the science fair, and we kinda maybe sorta went overboard," Mike admits cheerily. "Would you guys want a few? Just light 'em outside and away from flammables and whatever. Or don't. We're not the boss of you!" He holds out a bag: what color sparklers would you like?

A rise Mikey no older than 15 years old and bandages all the way from his fingertips to his shoulders smiled brightly- if stars could appear in his eyes, they would. "Ohhh even more glitter?"

"No!" Michelangelo- a 2012 Mikey who didn't seem much older than Mikey, with a blue scarf that had the number 10 on it in the middle with a star, a blue star-sticker on his plastron, and bandages from his neck to his shoulders, cut between the two groups, apparently not in the mood for more glitter. "We got bombed once, little orange, we don't need anymore!"

"Aww, come on, they weren't that bad-"

"I had glitter in my eyes!"

"But these aren't glitter!" Mikey happily looked at the trio- ohh they looked so cool. Though the Leo seemed very small... so cute! And his counterpart looked so cool too! And Donnie's counterpart as well! "They're sparklers. It's different."

"..." Michelangelo didn't look convinced."

"..."

"...We could prank your Raph?"

That had the older nunchuck wielder smiling. He turned to the trio again, this time with a grin. "Orange. And red."

Out of his blue bandana, he pulled out a sticker sheet, and held it out for the trio to take. "Have a little gift in return, dudes!"

@tmnt-fandom-family-reunion

#tmnt #rottmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt fandom family reunion #tmnt ffr science fair event #the wrong side of the portal #cabin 10 #rottmnt mikey #tmnt mikey 2012 #cabin 14 #rottmnt donatello #rottmnt leo #tmnt mikey 2003

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teainthesnow · 1 year

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Me posting more 2al inspired writing???? Its more likely than you think. This time inspired by this post. (And this one - though warning for slight graphic content)

@intotheelliwoods

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There’s a thousand thoughts circling around his head as each footstep propels him along the concrete towards h- towards the lair.

Why is he here?

What happened before?

How is he even alive?

He really truly tries not to dwell on those thoughts, tries not to give them any attention. But there really is little that he can do to stop the torrent.

It is simply a never ending flood of fear, doubt, and a myriad of other indescribable emotions that he cannot even hope to describe.

But, of course, there is one thought, one person, that manages to stand out above the rest.

He looks down at the form cradled in his arms and cocooned within his scarf.

Of all the things that he had ever considered happening to him, ending up back in time and trying desperately to keep his younger self alive was so far off the list that he’s still in slight disbelief.

He cannot even begin to understand or describe how it makes him feel.

He just knows that a young life rests within his hands. And, somehow, despite all the loss and horror that he has seen, he is still completely unprepared for that.

As he runs, he watches Mikey, Donnie, and Raph ahead of him. He hadn’t really processed it before, and barely even has time to process it now, but those are his brothers. Two of which he hadn’t even seen in years.

There’s a painful ache in his chest.

They’re here and alive and relatively unharmed and he is so incredibly grateful to see some version of them once again. But, even so, that can’t stop the thoughts of ‘why me’ and ‘why not my brothers? Shouldn’t they get another chance as well?’

He shakes his head.

Don’t think about that now.

There are more important things.

He looks around at the world around him, wondering how it had ended up like this. Whatever had just happened had left a deep scar on the once vibrant and lively city of New York. The buildings are destroyed, glass and rubble cover the streets, and smoke and fire reach high into the ruby red morning sky.

There’s a rumble of helicopters in the distance, along with the murmur and screaming of lost and hurt citizens, echoed by the barking and howling of dogs.

And suddenly he is back within the wilds of his nightmares. Where the ground is barren, hard, and crumbling. Where a blood red sky looms overhead.

He can hear the hum of both enemy and ally aircrafts. Can hear fighting, and the growls and barks of the Krang hounds.

And his arm is nothing but a painful and bloodied stump.

It’s gone.

Completely gone.

His brother is by his side, holding him upwards, keeping him alive, all while calling him an idiot.

And he remembers those days after. Of hurting, of the pain, and – most importantly – of the comforting reassurance of his remaining older brother. Of every friendly jab at his expense, of all the jokes and reassurances that made it all slightly better, and of the days and precious resources spent building him a new arm.

A pained groan snaps him back to the present, as the past version of him shifts as he clutches at his wound with tears streaming from his eyes.

“I’m... sorry.”

He says because what else can he say?

“I’m so sorry.”

The tears sting in his own eyes and he blinks them back. Now isn’t the time for that.

He needs to be strong...

...Like Donnie was for him.

He looks at his blue scarf. That is now rapidly turning purple as the blood drips...

and drips...

An image appears in his mind. Of himself standing proud and tall, draped within the very cloth that his younger self is now practically drowning in. As he weeps and yelps in pain.

A stark yet sobering contrast.

It has never been more clear to him just how small this child is.

(How small he was.)

How young he is.

(Or how young he was when it all began.)

How completely innocent and helpless he is.

(Or used to be.)

He heart clenches.

How could he ever blame or be mad at himself?

Or even this version of him.

He presses that tiny little life tightly against his plastron.

‘You can do this.’ He silently encourages.

‘We can get you through this together.’

Little him still has his own twin, has both of his own older brothers, in fact. But if he can be something to this little Leo like Donnie was for him then, well, that’s the least he can do.

Because the world could be cruel and unkind. And so incredibly unfair to take his arm not once, but twice.

And at an even younger age the second time.

So he’d be that older brother, that reassuring shoulder to cry on. He would do all that he could to make sure this tiny little past him, that was hardly even the size of his right arm, would not go through an ounce of the pain and confusion that he did.

And, sure, he couldn’t build a replacement arm, or do any of those sciencey things. But in all other aspects he could be the Donnie, be the older brother that he had always been so proud and grateful to have.

“We’re almost home...” He reassures, holding back those tears once again.

He looks up into the new dawn.

“Hold on for a little longer, please?”

He would do anything and everything to protect little Leo.

Of that he knew for certain.

#rottmnt #2al #2 arms left #I have been feeling slightly ill all day so I hope this is as coherent and good as I hope it is lmao #I just had to add to today's 2al angst train #tarts&crafts

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teenage-mutant-ninja-freak · 1 year

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Heyo! Love your work btw *chef kiss* I'm obsessed with your poly turtles stuff. Could you maybe do some Christmas poly headcannons? Seasonal Activities they do with their s/o, possible gifts they receive, fav cookies/treats, fav Xmas music. Idk just some festive stuff? If you're busy that's cool 😎 your poly turt stuff has me needing more haha. Thanks!

Ok, I'm pretty sure I got this before Christmas and it's now May. I'm so sorry. I won't go into all the reasons I haven't really been writing because it's a lot but I want to get back into it so here goes with this very unseasonal post lmao

and thank you everyone for you patience as I get back into the swong of writing for my blog

Raph

This big hunk of red and green first

He's very seasonal if you think about it

He's also super (secretly) into the holidays

catch him doing his rendition of rockin' around the Christmas tree very loudly when he's off his tits on eggnog

((side note I think he would hate eggnog but would drink it solely because it's festive))

He's secretly super sentimental and he knows you love this time of year so he really puts his back into it

I'm talking it's the 1st of December and he wakes you up in a full Santa outfit and white beard (that he knitted himself) yelling "Ho Ho Ho!" and asking if you've been naughty or nice

it's like 6am so you, naturally, tell him to piss off

to which he makes a big show of trying to shove you into his Santa sack because "Someone needs a trip to the North Pole to learn the Christmas spirit"

He's also pretty good with crafts

obvs you guys can't go outside and be seen so he creates a whole winter wonderland in the lair (without telling the others, Mikey was the only one who appreciated it tbh)

also he's a great cook so you spend evening after evening baking sugar cookies and decorating them, sipping hot chocolate with a candy cane in it and whipped cream on top, making warming winter soups.

In terms of gifts, he gets you anything and everything he even thinks you might like

real big spender this one

handmade too items like a scarf he knitted for you because your old one was a bit worn, handmade card, he even did a little snow globe that he made with figures of you and him inside of it

he'll say "I know it's lame" or "It's not the best but I tried" but it means the world to you

Leo

Big boy blue up next

I see him loving a very traditional, old fashioned, classic Xmas.

His big thing is that he loves to decorate the tree with you

but you would always bicker about how it should look

"No, I think a gold and red theme would look better!"

"But, Leo, we have all of these cute glass candy canes I wanna hang!"

"But I have a vision!!"

so this year he decides to buy like 6 trees (and by buy I mean forage, steal or cut down)

so you can both have your own trees and decorate them however you want

this, obviously, becomes a Christmas competition

your very unwilling judges are Leo's brothers and even Splinter

they have never looked more uncomfortable than when you and Leo are very passionately stating your case for why your tree is better than the other's and it ends in you both throwing baubles at each other

about half an hour and a lot of tinsel lying everywhere later you decide that maybe you're both a little too competitive

but Leo reassures that "That's why I love you"

He's so big on quality time with you

lot's of sitting by a crackling fire, sipping coco and letting soft Christmas songs play

he's made a playlist of v gentle ones like Eartha Kitt's Santa baby, Conventry carol and god rest ye merry gentlemen.

it's all about the mood w/ Leo

as far as gifts, it's has to be something personal and sweet

a pressed flower in resin from the first day you both met, a silver heart shaped locket with a pic of you both in it, some sort of talisman that's supposed to keep you safe in ninja superstition

Mikey

Time for chaotic good to come to play

Mikey just manages to capture that almost childlike enthusiasm and wonder for the season

He has a funny habit of wrapping your gifts to look like something else

last year you were certain he'd gotten you a rocking horse but it turned out to be a new phone and headphones

"How long did it take you to wrap it like that?"

"Don't ask questions you don't wanna know.....3 hours to make the horse part look right"

normally he gets you silly but sweet gifts

lots of sticking filler things

oh and he gets you an actual stocking too, but like a comically oversized one to fit all the gifts

stuff he's made too

one year he made you 50 hand cut paper snowflakes with 50 reasons he loves you written and drawn on them

also stuff you guys can do together

video games he knows you'll find fun, stupid interactive games that you can play, that kinda stuff

he does a special Xmas scavenger hunt for you each year that the others pretend is stupid but it keeps getting more elaborate as time goes on and even they are started to get invested in the ending

there's a theme and everything ranging from polar express to murder at the Christmas party to Santa's grotto....

he also never fails to dress up as Mrs Clause every year (because Raph insists on being Santa and at first Mikey just wanted everyone to laugh, but now it's kinda a tradition)

Donnie

oh my sweet gadget boy

he's super big into cocktails, the sweeter the better

and you always get to name them together but you both have a warped sense of humour so the names are getting out of hand

you pick a fave each year as well

last year was "The abominable snowman's frozen left nut" and the year before was "Mrs Clause putting glass shavings in Santa's food because he came back with the clap"

I told you they were bizarre....

his gifts are always thoughtful and so romantic

I HC Donnie as being a super romantic guy

whether it be a painting he made of the constellations and planets in correct placement on the night the two of you first kissed

or a wreath of dried flowers and plants to hang on the door that came from the field behind your childhood house

but this year it's a scrapbook filled to the brim with every detail of the two of you, all dated and with a little annotation telling a story as to why it's in there. photos, cards, handwritten letters, magazine cut outs, diary entries.... it's all in there and it's enough to make you cry.

He also sneaks you out on Christmas eve every year without the others knowing (they'd flip if they came to know that he was stealing you away at that time)

but he takes you up to the rooftops to sit on blankets and drink hot chocolate (spiked with a little rum, it's Donnie after all...) and look at the lights and snowflakes and people bustling home to their families and you sit and feel at peace and laugh as you make up backstories to each individual you see scurrying home

you lean against his shoulder and every year that he does this it feels more magical than the last

#tmnt #tmnt mikey #tmnt donnie #tmnt leo #tmnt raph #teenage mutant ninja turtles #christmas #poly #poly edition #christmas edition #tmnt x reader #tmnt/reader #tmntxreader

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vanilkaray · 2 months

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Many years after that event, in New York City

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On a deserted street, when everyone was sleeping after a long day of work, somewhere on the rooftops of buildings, a laugh that sounded extremely happy and excited was heard.

A turtle-shaped creature that could stand and act like a human was running and jumping from one building to another. Following that creature was another creature that looked exactly the same but it gave us the feeling that the creature was nagging the other creature.

“Leonardo! Keep it down! This is our first time on the surface!… well, even though we sneak peak without Dad’s permission and you were the one who insisted that we should go out and i reluctantly agreed… But that doesn’t mean we can make a mess here!!”

“Come on, Michelangelo, or should I call you Mikey? Let’s just relax! I'm sure no one will see us. Moreover, with our Ninjutsu, I'm 100% sure that no one will see us. Haha!"

The grumbling creature wore a dark blue eye mask, but the special highlight was the orange spots and the goggles. It wore a black scarf with a red symbol embroidered on it, black pants and gloves that were quite large for its small body and was called Mikey according to the person wearing the dark orange eye mask. Perhaps the most prominent feature was the fishnet stockings that were only worn on one leg while the other leg was only wrapped in black bandages and according to Mikey, the creature's name was Leonardo

i"But today is our mutation anniversary! Our day! We should be free!!"

Another voice was heard, this time the creature was wearing a green eye mask and a bow, the tail of the creature was tied with a bell that shook with the creature whenever the creature moved… It seemed that this creature was quite grumpy, looking silly but still trying to chase the other two

“You too Donnie!?”

“That’s right, D!! We’re at the age of rebellion!!”

“Leo, you’re only 16…”

“So what? I’m still young while you still can’t pass your emo phase Miche-lame-lo”

“Ugh… you still owe me a cup of black coffee…”

Mikey could only sigh and shake his head in disappointment but honestly he had wanted to go to the surface for a long time. Ever since he had his memories, he remembered his father always telling them not to go to the surface until they were old enough. As for his other three siblings, he was already 22 years old but Mikey himself sometimes felt like he was the real father in this family… His father wasn’t very serious, well he was serious but not that much…

The three of them played around doing things they’d never done before… actually it was just the two of them playing around because Mikey still had to keep an eye on them to avoid them getting too carried away and being discovered by humans.

After a while of playing around, Leo was giggling and lying on the roof of the building while Mikey just leaned against the railing

“What a f-“

“Bad day”

“Hey you party pooper!!!”

So the two of them argued back and forth while Donnie just laughed and turned back to look at the night city.

“It’s a pity that Raphie couldn’t enjoy the moment again.”

Mikey and Leo suddenly stopped and thought for a long time before Mikey spoke up

“I also… feel sorry for him, his body doesn’t allow him to go out much and I’m also afraid that he might get sicker.

Mikey, Donnie and Leo were now even more thoughtful than before until Donnie suddenly spoke up and pointed at something below.

“Hey, is that what human do when they want to invite someone into the car?”

“What did you say?”

Mikey heard and turned around to look at what Donnie was pointing at.

“Hey, I don’t think so, it might be kidnapping, looking at that girl’s expression, it’s very um, what did I say?” I like was the main character but turned out to be a supporting character and failed…”

“Oh, maybe they’re playing around? :D”

Mikey squinted his eyes despite wearing contact lenses to think about whether he should intervene or not. Leonardo, who was lying down, also had to get up because he smelled the action

“I smell it, we have to act!! We have to save the girl!”

Leo had just finished speaking then he pulled out his two Katanas from his waist and jumped down.

“H-Hey! Wait!… Ugh! Always acting before thinking… Don, help me!”

Mikey sighed again and pulled out his nunchaku with a blade attached and also jumped down. Seeing this, Donnie used both hands to cover up his giggling and also jumped down

“We’re going to play pretend with them, right!? Yeeeeeee!!! It’s so fun”

#tmntos #tmnt fanfiction

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