she / her • since people seem to still be into same shit as i am currently obsessed with i made a blog where i'll pour some of my mostly fluff self - indulgent headcanons centered around an unspecified (not self-insert at all, no no no) OC in a relationship with Raphael and her / their relationship with the turtles • and we'll see how it goes I'd like it to be more sometime i got ideas • if anyone will read this, thx, and have a good one • reblog I guess ✌️
EDIT: I do operate best when I'm doing Raph stuff as you could probably notice, so asking me anything related will most likely guarantee I will actually have an idea for that. So
I'm kinda running out of my own solid headcanons I head in store to start this blog, but! Now that I have any followers I'd love to do asks. If you enjoyed my content thus far and have any prompts regarding Raphael or relationship with turtles as a family in general, please message me! I can't guarantee i'll do all but whatever i'll feel capable of answering i'll do my best to write.
I don't want this blog I just created to die lol, and if i'll have any nudges from other people to create stuff that should be some guarantee i'll keep posting
(if you've read my headcanons, you probably know what I do best is headcanons in form of points, I've recently posted a one - shot to give poeple any idea of what my current writing style is like. and yes, i'm only really into & familiar enough with bayverse turtles)
Thanks for the 70+ folks that are following me rn, you've really made my recent days
this shot never leaves my mind because they all look so sweet and happy and it's the movie's happy ending and then there's Leo who looks like he just smoked himself into another dimension until he got kawaii eyes
What I absolutely adore about the turtle fandom & content writers here on Tumblr is how inclusive and thoughtful of absolutely everything people here are.
And how as a fellow turtle lover you can find acceptance for whatever issues might be troubling you. Cause we all just silently subconciously agreed at some point our turtles would make the best, supportive, most loving family for whoever comes to be their friend or s/o or whoever else
Like scroll through all the asks blog runners are being given and you'll know what I mean.
You have some mental issues, depression, anxiety, whatever? Done, here's some fluff turtle piece for you. You have some other problems, body insecurities, trouble fitting in on whatever ground? No problem, you'll find something for comfort under the turtle roof. Whatever's troubling you it's been taken notice of and written.
I myself recently found this one tiny precious Raph fic referring to reader's psychological troubles and it just melted me, so on my part thank you so much @post-apocalyptic-daydream for that (https://post-apocalyptic-daydream.tumblr.com/post/702025091867901952/hidden-jewel). It's not much, just one tiny ask in the turtle spirit, but it just meant so much for me and I'd imagine some people must have felt the same way about some other stuff they found that speak to them.
Thank you all the people here for making such a wonderful community 💚
A/N: SPICE! I have warned you at the end of Part 6 that “the spice will continue” and I hope I have delivered. Please let me know if I missed tagging you or if you’d like to be tagged. Any feedback is welcome. Enjoy!
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Recap: “Like what you see?” She teased, before the blush reappeared and she went to hold her breasts but he wasn’t about to let that happen. Instead, he scooped a thick arm around her, pulling her close to straddle his hips before dipping to place kisses on each edge of her lips before capturing them completely.
“You,” kiss, “are,” kiss, “so fuckin’,” kiss, “beautiful,” the taste of her on his lips was like a drug and as his kisses started to trail down her neck again and she knew they weren’t done yet.
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“Uhn, fu-fuck,” Y/n hissed through clenched teeth, her hand weakening its hold over her mouth. The absolute savage way Raphael was attacking her clit right now was making her delirious. She’s lost track how many times he’s made her come with just his tongue. Once he didn’t even touch her, only used his breath and dirty words.
His large hands gripped as he slurped and teased her sensitive nub with a gentle flick of tongue and graze of teeth before said tongue thrusted sinfully. His saliva mixing with her essences became his favorite flavor. The muscle control this man has in just his tongue and the fact he, seemingly, can hold his breath for an insane amount of time is making her lose all sense of reality. The only thing keeping her completely centered right now is her tight grip on the counter top.
Her thighs squeezed his skull for the umpteenth time in the past five, no…ten, can’t be, how long has he been going down on her? He twirled his tongue again, and was about to attack her with renewed vigor when her hand quickly tapped his dome. Gasping for breath as her thighs clenched tight as her back arched off the countertop. Her body had been worked into a delicious goo and she honestly wasn’t even bothered to move. She felt at peace, completely relaxed and undoubtably his. But at the sound of his deep chuckle, followed by a string of kisses trailing up her body only to latch onto her exposed nipple, her mind flooded. Resulting in another gasp, her arms wrapping around his neck to stop him from moving to go down on her again. She needed a break, she was overstimulated to a point that if he wasn’t touching her, she would have thought she was floating.
“Hah, Red,” Raphael’s mouth was lazily tracing the mark he just made over her left breast, his hot breath causing her skin to pebble and nipples to harden past the point of return. He had been nervous to use his teeth but earlier she had grabbed him and gasped for him to go harder which caused something in his mind to switch and he realized that despite her being human, she’s stronger and tougher than she looks.
“Ya?” His tone guttural and rough, absolutely primal. His tight grip on her hips adjusted her position and moved her where he had a better grip, her entire lower half feeling like Gumby. His touch feathered to a gentle caress down the valley of her breasts, circling her belly button to dip low on her hip. The hot trial of his thick finger dipped into the apex of where her thigh met groin and continued to travel until it brushed across her swollen lips.
SNAP!
She couldn’t muffle the sudden gasp as her eyes snapped open, only to lock on his devious smirk, his eyes a deep maple-bourbon. He just snapped my panties, but Y/n honestly couldn’t be too bothered. She loved it. Y/n watched as he licked his lips in anticipation before saying,
“I’ve always wanted to try this…” Raphael’s words blew over the swollen lips of his girl, her scent driving him past delusion as he dipped to taste her. His spare hand moved to grip the base of her skull, pushing them as close as he possibly could.
Devour her.
That’s all he wanted.
To devour in her entirety and make her beg for him the same way he burned for her.
Their tongues wrapped around eachother, teeth nipping and gasps being swallowed, his hand never seized its descent until he swirled over her slick entrance. That had her body convulsing anew.
“Oh, hah, F—uck me.” Her wish is my command was his last coherent thought as he started to gently push into her slick, tight, warmth. The way she writhed, gasped, jolted, turned him on even more which he didn’t think it was possible. He was hard as fucking granite with his dick pressed tight to the underside of her thigh. He pressed his head down below her rips to steady himself, focus his breathing before swiping a soft stroke up and down her throbbing lips. Fuck, he could feel her tighten and he hadn’t pushed past her soaked opening. Raphael circled his fingertip again, adding more pressure and started to push. He continued the pattern, swirling his finger, pressing further and pushing slowly, so slowly until his finger was all but sucked into her warmth. Raph couldn’t hide the growl and the overwhelming primal possessiveness that clouded his brain as he watcher her body give way to his ministrations. Knowing that the size of his finger was close the any normal dick, he didn’t want to push her too far but… She kept insisting with a fervent nod of her head and a gentle plea for him to continue. With each press and whimper from her, his anxiety started to push past the fog, his worries of hurting her fighting their way to the surface was quickly swept away by the wave of her understanding. Without using words she held him, motioned for him to continue, small tears bubbled at the corner of her eyes and he kissed them away. Asking if he should stop to which she replied with an eager, almost panicked ‘NO!’ Her hips lifted instinctively to adjust to the intrusion, her body whimpering in need from it being so long since she had been filled this fully. She felt him gain a rhythm and she couldn’t help but meet him halfway to thrust onto his finger.
Raphael’s eyes widened as he watched the way her body worked his finger, feeling the way she convulsed so tightly, sucking him in deeper. He pushed deeper, and as he began to react to dive back in, his finger crooked that caused her to moans to heighten and her body to vibrate. That’s good, right, he pushed back in and repeated the motion until she was chanting his name. Yes, baby,
“You’re fuckin’ beautiful,” he growled,
“So fuckin’ sexy baby, and t—ight.” His deep chuckle vibrated against her chest and was about to praise her even further but a sudden, a god-forsaken, bang was heard on the bathroom door.
Both their eyes widened in fear before they broke to see the compromising position they were about to be caught in. Y/n looked absolutely ravaged, her knees pressed on either side of her chest, her sweatpants long forgotten (again). The thin, soaked red lace was pushed aside with his large middle digit deep in her tight pussy. Her hair knotted from his fingers, mirrors fogged, skin flushed and eyes dark. The entire bathroom smelled like sex, and there was no way he was going to be able to hide it from his brothers. Especially the one that was currently banging on the bathroom door.
Mikey.
“C’mon man, I gotta piss!” Mikey’s yell was followed by a whimper and Raphael tried to think. Fuck, what do I do? Looking at Y/n, in her current state, he didn’t want her to feel embarrassed by being caught so he did the only thing her knew in that moment. Protect her.
“Keep quiet,” his command sounded more like a command then a gentle warning but all Y/n was able to do was nod as the rest of her body continued to convulse around him. She was unable to move from his earlier ministrations. Y/n felt like a deer caught in headlights and Mikey was the truck barreling towards her. Raphael adjusted her clothes before lifting her into his arms bride style. The entire time trying to ignore the way her soft ass teased the tip of his hardened cock that was tucked into the waistband of his shorts. His shorts were wasted and he’s was on the verge of coming the second time that night. Fuckin’ blue balls. With a shake of his head, he carried her over to one of the back shower stalls, setting her down and saying he’d be right back and as he left he pulled the curtain over the stall, hiding her from view. A few seconds past before she saw him again as he handed her the clothes that had been left on the counter and she had to stifle her giggle as he looked as if he was blushing. Really? After everything we had just done? You just had your head shoved between my legs for what felt like an eternity and now you’re embarrassed? She continued to giggle as she unfolded her clothes and attempted to get dressed.
Next, Y/n heard water running and was trying to figure out what exactly Raphael was planning, when the sound and sudden smell of Old Spice wafted through the stuffy bathroom. It didn’t take long because she heard the loud creak of the heavy metal door open.
“What,” the brute barked down at his youngest brother who was giving him the saddest puppy eyes before breaking into a sprint and pushing past him.
“I’ve had’ta piss so fucking bad dude,” Mikey whined as he sprinted to the closest urinal.
Raphael was tense, but hopefully Mikey wasn’t about to ask any questions. So far, it looked like his plan was working, the shower was running hot water, the mirrors were already beginning to fog and Raph was wet with a towel around his waist.
“Since when ya take hot showers?” Mikey asked as he tucked himself back in before flushing.
“Since now.” Raph gritted, his grip tightening over the knot of his towel, his cock now a semi that he pressed down to keep from any awkward observations.
Michelangelo shrugged and was about to walk out when Raph fixed him with a glare which Mikey took as a warning and turned to wash his hands with a groan. It wasn’t worth a fight, it was well past three in the morning and Mikey was still half asleep.
The seconds seemed to click by agonizingly slow.
Tick
Tock
Tick
Tock
Tick
FINALLY! He grunted a ‘g’night’ and watched his brother leave before Raph rushed to lock the door and let out a held breath.
“That was close.” He turned to see Y/n standing there, her hair patted down, joggers and her bra on. Raphael knew their time was limited but he was hoping to finish what he had started.
“Hah, uh, yeah,” he didn’t understand why he suddenly felt shy as he gripped the back of his neck and looked away from her. Worried that now they were back to normal, that maybe she’d regret what they had done. He knew he was forever changed, having a taste of the woman before him, he knew that he was in deep. Way past survival.
“I don’t regret it Red,” her voice was soft, easing forward to let her hands fall to his chiseled chest plate. She loved to trace all the grooves and follow the lines of scars and scrapes that littered it. Bringing her eyes up to meet his she became lost, she didn’t want to end it but that was a close call. It wouldn’t sit well if they were caught the first night she met his family. But, by the deep look in his bright amber eyes, she couldn’t help the need to tease and bait him further.
“I want you Big Guy, all of you,” to drive her point home, her hand drifted to grip him through the thin towel that he still clutched in a tight grip. What she wouldn’t do to get him to show her that surprised expression more often. His pupils dilated and her breath caught in her throat by what he did next. His large fingers covered her, allowing her to palm him, feeling his hot member grow and twitch within her grasp. Her own eyes widened at the feel and she couldn’t help the needy moan that escaped. He’s so big…everything about him is so big, the thought alone made her thighs clench, wanting him to return to his spot between her legs. Pushing her knees wide to cradle him between them and unravel her all over again. Honestly, she was so sensitive that if her eyes were closed, she would’ve thought he was still inside of her.
“All of me huh?” He couldn’t understand where this confidence was coming from, but she just brings it out of him, and he fuckin’ loved every second of it.
A nod of her head was all the confirmation he needed. Another needy moan hissed between her teeth as he kissed her passionately, leaving her reeling at the feel of his love. Their heat and mutual need for the other began to build again, he felt her squeeze him again through his towel, his mind short circuited. He started to panic at how quickly everything was moving and pushed her away, harder than he had meant.
“Ra—,” her yelp stalled as she regained her footing and seen the panic look on his face. He threw his arms out and caught her at the elbows before she lost her footing against the cool tiled floor.
“Hey, hey,” her soft voice edged with a dip of fear and he hadn’t realized that he was frozen, his fingers shaking as he held her tight. He was zeroed in on her eyes and only ‘woke up’ when he felt a touch against his arm.
She didn’t need to say anything as he understood her silent question and replied in kind. He was nervous, he wanted her but…but they were so different, too different.
The only sound was of the water hitting tile as the shower from before was still running, all the mirrors were covered in a fine layer of steam, their evidence from earlier non-existent. A gentle warmth now blanketed them. Her heart swelled and yearned for the large mutant in front of her, she already knew that she loved him, but it was too soon, she didn’t want to scare him off. Slowly, she lifted her hand to caress his cheek, reassuring him that everything was going to be okay. She knew he understood as his eyes closed and he pushed back into her palm.
“I uh…I need a shower,” Raphael mumbled into her wrist, kissed her flesh, trailing kisses down her arm as he pulled her hand from his face.
“Alright Tiger, I’ll be waitin’ for you,” she winked, placing a chaste kiss against his cheek, squeezing his hand and making her way out the door.
As soon as the bathroom door was closed, they both released a held breath with shit eating grins on both of their faces. Unbeknownst to Y/n, Mikey watched as she leaned against the bathroom door, holding her flushed face with a smile so wide that it made her cheeks hurt. She began to make her way back to his shared room where lil’ Jamie was sleeping. Mikey watched from his perch on the couch his hand elbow deep in a bucket of cheeseballs until the curtain to his shared room was drawn closed. He was incredibly happy for them, and was excited about being an uncle to Jj.
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“Jamie, baby,” y/n called as she sat on Mikey’s bunk.
“Mm, Mommy?” Jamie’s tired lil’ voice was heard from somewhere deep in the mess of orange blankets. Y/n smiled as she watched Jamie fidget and his small mass of hair peaked from between the sheets before she seeing his tired little eyes.
“Did you sleep okay?” Y/n brushed the hair from over his brow, slowly waking him up. Mikey announced that breakfast was almost ready about five minutes ago. Jamie nodded before fidgeting again to sit up and wrap his arms around Y/n’s neck.
“Where’s Raphie?” Jamie lifted his tiny head before looking in every available direction, rubbing his tiny eyes as Raphael was no where to be seen.
“Shower, but Mikey and Donnie are downstairs making breakfast,” Y/n was thankful that Jamie was to young to understand what had her giggling her answer. She knew exactly why ol’ Raphie had to take, in his words, a ‘cold shower.’ Raph had decided to wake her up this morning had left her an absolute withering mess. He took a morning dip that had her clutching his dome and biting her knuckles to keep quiet. Shaking her head clear and watched that at the mention of Red’s brothers, Jamie lit up and jumped down, begging his mom too ‘come on,’ pulling her towards the noise emitting from the kitchen below.
“Mornin’ dude and dudette!” Michelangelo cheered from the kitchen, wearing a ‘kiss the cook’ apron and was covered in what looked to be batter of some kind.
“Uh, Mike—,” Y/n began to ask what happened when Donnie intervened after taking a sip from his coffee.
“Don’t ask…,” sip, “questions you don’t want to know the answer too,” then with another sip, he turned, ruffling Jamie’s hair and disappeared back towards his wall of monitors.
Ten minutes later, and a minor catastrophe with a bottle of syrup, Leonardo, Raphael and Master Splinter walked into the kitchen. Jamie was licking chocolate batter from a spoon, while Mikey and Y/n were laughing as they tried to clean syrup off of Mikey’s apron and the counter.
Upon walking into the kitchen, Raphael couldn’t hide the bemused expression as his eye ridge lifted towards the ceiling at the scene before him. Leonardo and Splinter were both heard holding in their laughs as Mikey bumbled through a ‘logical explanation.’ Donatello claimed zero knowledge of how events occurred and continued to sip coffee and sharing a pop tart pack with Jamie.
‘RAPHIE!” Jamie yelled as he stood on top his stool and waved for Raph to come over. Donatello had a strong grip on the stool and made sure that Jamie wasn’t going to fall.
“Hey lil’ man,” Raphael’s hand gently squeezed and ruffled the boy’s hair before he. As who’s way towards the refrigerator, closer to Y/n. She’s so fuckin’ gorgeous Raphael thought as he watched her bend to wipe dripping syrup from the cupboard door. The way her ass teased him caused his hand to twitch. His hand flexed as he tried to stop the sudden urge to smack her ass and claim her as his in front of his family. Ah, fuck! He turned, biting his knuckle to stop the groan that wanted to leave his body as her ass shimmied when her muscles contracted to stand. He couldn’t help eyeing her up, especially after his treat from this morning. She was oblivious to his relentless gawking as she turned to laugh with Mikey before turning towards the sink. She noticed Red staring at her from the corner of her eye.
“Mornin’,” he heard the greeting but he couldn’t respond as his mind went blank at the way she licked her lips and gave him a look that shattered his resolve. He stepped closer, wrapping an arm low around her hips before nuzzling the side of her head she she wrung out the towel in the sink.
“Mornin’ babe, sleep well?” He teased, thankful that his shell provided a cover as he bent to nip at her exposed ear lobe. Her body betrayed her with a shiver of anticipation, his grip tightened and she wished she could turn back time just a few hours to be back in the bathroom with him.
Last night was one for the books, not only had he gone down on her like she was his only source of sustenance, but he loved and cared for her with such passion. Y/n remembered as he lifted her onto the counter and descended and onslaught of kisses all over her face, travel down her neck before he devoured her soft mounds in his large mouth. The way he used his tongue paired with nips of teeth, should be illegal. Even if it was, she’d never have the heart to report him. Y/n felt him nibble her lobe and a shiver ran through her, she wanted more time with him, just him and her. She wanted the time and space to truly worship all that he was and unravel him the way he had done her just a few short hours ago.
The sound of Jamie’s adorable laugh broke through the lust covered fog that consumed her, bringing her back to the large kitchen filled with nothing but love and warmth. Breakfast past with an abundance of laughter, cheer and stolen touches under the table between her and the large brute. Y/n was inexplicably happy and they way Jamie was treated and held brought her the overwhelming feeling that this, this is how a family should be. A family that she wished she could give Jamie, he deserved everything, he’d been through so much at such a young age.
Time flew by after breakfast. Y/n and Jamie got to see the boys train for two hours and even got Jamie to join. Which resulted in him doing ‘ninja kicks’ everywhere he walked because he wanted to be just like them. Remarkably, Leonardo and Mikey teamed up and was able to get Jamie to focus long enough to do a, what was it called, oh, a kata. Jj was so happy and even play wrestled with Raph after Raph called him squirt and ruffled his hair. It was so endearing, especially how all the brothers and Splinter welcomed Jamie so openly. But, sadly, the night was coming to an end and Y/n worked tomorrow, which meant she needed to get Jamie home, bathed and tucked in with a bedtime story.
Everything had been going so smoothly.
Until Y/n had to go and disrupt the calm.
Chaos ensued.
“NO! I don’t wanna!” Jamie kicked and screamed, his little fists pounding into the cushions before his arms folded over his chest, his chin tucked and head down. Y/n was so happy that Jamie felt safe down here, and enjoyed his time, but sadly, it was time to rejoin society. Y/n’s vacation was over and she was headed back to work tomorrow.
“I know Jj, but we need to get you home and clean your stinky butt,” Y/n tried to keep a calm head but the more he pouted the quicker her patience was running out. Jamie has never thrown a tantrum before, shocking, Y/n was well aware, but this was so new. Working as an ER nurse made it easier to handle situations of high stress yet seeing him in distress pulled at her heart strings. Sighing in defeat as Jamie kicked off the shoe she finally got on his foot for the third time. He just wasn’t having it.
“Jamie,” Y/n could feel her patience oozing out by the second and she didn’t want Raph, or his family witness her frustration.
“Babe,” Raphael’s hand massaged her shoulder, causing her head to lift and look up at him from her position on the floor. She felt defeated, frustrated and tired. Raphael gave the impression that he understood her frustration dipped to pick up Jamie. Raph headed out of the den and towards the dojo and Y/n was about to follow when she felt another hand atop her shoulder. Splinter.
“Rest easy, child. Raphael and his brothers, have experience with these type of attitudes. Jamie reminds me a lot of my sons, especially Raphael, when they were little, never thought I’d be able to relive those memories. Thank you for entertaining an old father. I promise this will benefit him.” Despite his assurance, Y/n couldn’t help her belly thrum with butterflies. Not because she was scared of Jamie being alone with Red and his brothers, more like worried that she’d never get Jamie to calm down on her own when the guys weren’t around.
Hello! Can you do some HCs of the turts seeing that the reader has breast reduction scars? Sfw? I hope you have a good day!!
Thanks ✌️ not gonna lie I had no idea what to do about your request, since I don't really know anything on the matter, but I figured I could at least do this. Hope this will somehow suffice
Leonardo
• Leo, even if he didn't recognise such scars, would guess what they mean, but even so, his first instinct would be to go to you, and make sure everything's alright, even if he knew you didn't need him to
• He literally just can't help it. And funnily enough, he's just curious to hear the story
• He would be extremely polite and careful with his words, not wanting to offend you in any way
• To the point you would have to tell him that hey, it's alright to ask, as long as you're respectful about it
• He'd probably understand it best after you explained everything
• He'd be subconsciously proud of you, for making such decisions about your body & not being at all self - conscious about it. Wouldn't be the first time your healthy maturity impressed him
• He'd have most genuine respect for it. And it would only solidify his quiet respect for womanhood & all the difficult matters it demands dealing with, in general and yours in particular
Donatello
• Donnie is the only one who would know instantly.
• What else to expect, he knows everything about everything, even if knowledge on something as particular as human body operations was never of any use for anything to him
• So he had absolutely no doubts, those scars were unmistakable
• Doesn't mean he knows how to react. Or even intends to
• He's got class, so he wouldn't stare at you for long, he knew theoretically it would be rather impolite
• He'd just assume it for what it is and wouldn't pay much attention to it. Your body, your thing, not his business
• And only when one of the other brothers mentions that in a conversation, propably Raph od Mikey, only then he would speak up and consider IT his duty to tell them how inconsiderate of them was referring to that and making a fuss over it, ending the topic
• He'd assure you he will explain them everything in private later and they won't be bothering you about it, and so he would
• And the only thing stuck in his mind would be the strictly scientific desire to ask you about it for research and broadening his point of view, and he'd awkwardly politely ask you with such genuine, heartwarming will to learn you wouldn't be able to refuse
Michelangelo
• Mikey would just stare at you in awe.
• And then his brain would flood with questions and worries, cause what the hell happened to his girl? How could she get a scar like that, did someone hurt her?
• And those thoughts would obviously immediately come out of his mouth
• You'd have to calm him down and explain everything step by step, that no one hurt you, that it's normal to have such scars after what you chose to do
• And then he'd be shocked double - time, cause how could you ever be not content with how you look like? However you looked liked before, you must have already been the most beautiful, amazing girl ever
• So there would be no other way to calm him but to slowly go over everything again
• He'd have a hard time grasping it, but he would, eventually, coming from you
• Then he would still ask some rather dim questions like doesn't it hurt? Do you really feel good about it?
• But since you'd know that's coming directly from his heart with the best intentions, you wouldn't be mad
• And no matter how thorougly you explained everything, he'd still find it absolutely crucial to tell you that he would still love you just the same with how you looked before
• And he might have some joke on the matter at the tip of his tongue, but this once - he would stop himself from saying any of them
Raphael
• Raph would be just stunned.
• He might instinctively guess what do those scars mean, he's not dumb. But he'd have no clue whatsoever what to do next. Should he ask about it? Or on the contrary, maybe he absolutely shouldn't?
• A part of him would really admire you for doing something like that, he wouldn't be sure if he had the guts to make a choice so radical and permanent about your body
• But he'd also relate to it on some level. He knows all too well the feeling of having a body just not cut out to your taste and comfort
• He'd be bitter deep inside no choice of such regarding his own body is within his reach.
• And even if he knows it's not his business, he'd want to share that thought with you, just thinking it might be nice to you
• So he'd wait days and days coming up with right words and driving himself insane
• And this one day he pulled himself up to it and gave you the most chaotic, stuttering speech you ever heard from him on how he's glad for you and how he really respects what you did and decisions you made
• Pissing himself off towards the end, being sure he insulted you somehow and made it the most awkward thing you ever
• He'd give up in the end and he'd try to storm off, until you laughed and told him how much you appreciate his words
What If The Brothers Each Had a Distinct Call To Summon Each Other?
So, kind of like echolocation, but there's a pitch in it only audible to a specific brother. Kind of like how we have names to distinguish each other.
As an example of use, picture one of the brothers having been captured, and only one other brother is close enough to help. After a few minutes, *Insert Specific Brother Here* is put through a type of torture, and he lets out a call that only *Insert Specific Secondary Brother Here* can distinguish. Of course, everyone else in hearing range can hear a screech, but the beckoned brother will hear a panicked wail for them to help.
Hi I seen you request we’re open and I was wondering if I could request some cuddling headcanons with the bayverse turtles with their female s/o if it’s not to much trouble 😅 if not that’s totally fine thank you!! :]
Yess!! My first tmnt request! >:) Ask and you shall receive
Bayverse Turtles with a female
s/o! (Cuddling hcs)
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Raphael
You’d probably be the one to ask first and when you do ask, Raph will be so taken back by it, not in a bad way though
He’d just be surprised that you’d want to cuddle him I feel like he’s really insecure about himself and wouldn’t expect you to ask him for cuddles
Once he’s over his surprise though he will nervously agree and will need your guidance of what to do, where to put his arms, etc
He’ll try to make it seem like he doesn’t like it but it’s very obvious he’s enjoying it
He’d prefer to cuddle in private like in his room since he wouldn’t want his brothers to know about it
He’d probably rather cuddle you with your back turned to him just because he doesn’t want you seeing how flustered he is
He’s a big softy though, he enjoys falling asleep while cuddling, especially after a rough day because it helps him relax
Leonardo
He’d probably be the one to ask first but he’d also be kinda unsure whether to ask or not because he doesn’t want to make your uncomfortable
So he’d probably tell you that it’s okay to say no but when you agree he’s relieved and happy
Really enjoys cuddling you and doesn’t really mind if his brothers find out or not
Tries to be gentle when cuddling cause he doesn’t want to accidentally crush you or hold you to tight
Enjoys hearing you talk while you cuddle, it’s just relaxing to him and he can easily fall asleep to your voice
Likes to run his fingers through your hair while cuddling too
Like with Raph he enjoys cuddling as a stress reliever from a rough day and it helps him calm down
Donatello
You’d have to be the first one to ask because he’d be way to anxious to ask you first
Like he’s thought about cuddling before and has been wanting to ask you but he’s just to scared too
Like with Raph, when you ask Donnie if he wants to cuddle he freezes up and gets really flustered
He’ll agree though after he calms down, he’ll definitely start searching up ‘How to cuddle’ ‘Best cuddling positions’, etc because he has no idea what to do
Falling asleep together in his lab chair!! <3
he obviously has an ungodly sleeping schedule and you don't want to lay in his bed alone waiting for him so you just sit on his lap using his shoulder as a pillow
your warmth makes Donnie go to bed immediately
He wouldn’t want his brothers finding him cuddling you so he’d prefer cuddling in either his room or his lab
He secretly loves it when you trace your finger around his scales it makes his heart go <333
I just love Donnie so much :(( 💕💕
Michelangelo
He’d definitely ask first 100%
It probably won’t even be to far into your relationship and he’d ask pretty quickly
But he’d actually be surprised if you agreed and he might tear up a bit but he tries to hide it
He might think about when the police officers called them monsters and he would need reassurance that you don’t think that about him
He’s just so happy he has you and you don’t see him any differently
Prefers having you face him when cuddling because he can look and you (and kiss you easier)
Since he’s so hyper he probably talks a lot when cuddling, ranting about stuff, talking about how his day went, talking about something he’s interested in, etc
He’s just such a loveable goofball <3 He’s my favourite (Besides Donnie, I love him sm)
Thank you so much for requesting!! It’s my first tmnt request, so thank you so much!! I may not post that often due to being busy and I’m currently sick :( I’m hoping I get better soon :D
hi! could you do what splinter thinks of raph and reader's relationship, but more geared towards him bonding with reader?
Jesus that took me some time, i'm sorry for making you wait. But the whole thing evolved into something larger than I expected and I'm quite proud of it now so I didn't want to push myself and half-ass the final product. Enjoy!
Bonding with Splinter over your relationship with Raph
„My dear girl... Why don’t you lay down and have a rest, at least for a moment? You barely seem to be able to hold your head straight up”
Splinter. His voice was soft and slightly amused. You must have almost fallen off the couch a moment ago. Shleepishly batting your eyelids, your positioned yourself straight back up, trying to appear as dignified as possible.
„Oh, no offense, Splinter... But I’m not going anywhere until I see those knuckleheads coming in safely through that... Door” You gestured to the entrance area.
„I see” You were surprised, he gave up so easily on convincing you. Old rat stepped towards you, a warm smile spread on his snout. As you gathered the blanket around you, uncertain what to do now that you’ve been found, he stopped by your side and reached out his hand to lay on your arm.
„May this old rodent at least offer you some tea to brighten the waiting a bit?”
Oh.
„Well... If it’s not a problem... I’d love it. But no no”, you began picking yourself up, „I can make some for us both, if you want some”
Splinter shook his head beningly and signaled you to not get up. „No no my child, you sit, I wouldn’t dream of disturbing your ward. Please” His rat arm gently pushed you back down and in a strangely parental manner, put the blanket back onto your curled legs. „I’ll be right back. And i’m sure Leonardo will appreciate a warm cup as well once they’re back from their watch”
A smirk came onto your lips. „Yeah, he would. Donnie as well, just with lemon. And Raph would kill for a dark coffee with a whiskey shot, especially if it’s been raining tonight.” You smiled almost instantly as soon as you mentioned your precious, hulking turtle in red. And there was no way Splinter wasn’t noticing that. Fuck it, he already knew everything there was to know, and probably even more.
„Really?” You really couldn’t say if Splinter’s amazement was genuine or simply well – acted. „Well, I’ve been sure he’s been dumping something in his cup, but I wasn’t sure what it was, I must admit” You couldn’t not snort at the remark, and as your and Splinter's eyes met, you shared a warm smile.
„I’ll be back in a second, my dear. You just wait”
Unsure, you layed back against the couch and watched the giant rat stroll towards the kitchen.
It wasn’t the first nor second time you visited and spent the night in the lair, but it was definitely the first time you’ve been left alone in it with no one but Splinter to keep you company. Donnie suddenly picked up some strange signal from up above, supposedly about the Foot Clan, and despite your visit they all jumped onto the idea of heading out to an emergency patrol right this second. Raph was, truthfully, reluctant to leave your side even for an hour or so, but duty was calling and in the end, he wasn’t one to ignore it. So despite how badly he didn’t want to part during one of those sweet moments you were down there with his family he was always so longing for, he headed out as well after his brothers, promising he’ll be back with you before you even notice. Situation was apparently quite serious.
Too serious for you to be dragged along as you often were.
You definitely did notice Raph’s absence, and the more time passed, and the more painfully the hour turned into two and almost three, your mind and heart couldn’t keep still.
What if something happened?
To the boys, and worst, to your Raphael?
He told you as he was kissing your forehead goodbye you could just take a nap and he'll wake you up once he’s back, but like hell you were going to sleep when your turtle bros were sticking their necks out somewhere in the dark alleys of the city. So now, you were fighting off both weariness after the day and rising freezing cold anxiety in your gut, spread on the couch by the wall of the lair, wrapped in Raph’s massive, comfortingly soft blanket you two have been sleeping under every night you spent in the lair.
Until it turned out that despite Donnie’s reassurements, their dad, sensei or however the turtles felt like calling him at the given moment, wasn’t, in fact, dead asleep.
There wasn’t much that could actually happen to the turtles, they were practically bulletproof, but even so... Something still could. Even if a low – laying bunch of Foot marauders didn’t stand a chance against them.
„There’s our tea. This one’s yours. Careful, it’s hot”
Splinter definitely had a way of not announcing his presence whatsoever.
Heavenly smelling of pear, lemongrass, cinnamon and peach, a cup landed in your hand. Among everything else gathered in the lair, every piece of junk and reused, redesigned items, it looked weirdly out of place. A pretty white cup, adorned with most likely hand – painted blue flowers. Where did they even get it from
„Thank you...” You hesitated. „Actually. How... Should I call you? I don’t think your... turtle sons ever settled that with me”
At the mention of turtle sons, rat’s eyes flickered playfully.
„Oh, I think Splinter will be just fine. Unless you prefer terms your brothers use, but I didn’t assume you’d be comfortable with Dad or Sensei” He started laughing to himself.
You stared blankly into the liquid in the cup in your hand.
„Not yet”, you thought, but you bit the tip of your finger and let the not funniest of jokes slip to the back of your mind.
Splinter with utmost finesse lifted his cup and took a sip of his own tea, unmistakably white one, judging by the smell.
How the fuck did he know what tea you liked?
„I thought you’ll wondering where did I learn what tea you like”
Bitch.
„I’d assume Leo ratted me out”
„Hmm, not quite him but you’re close. It was your very own Raphael” He lifted his eyes from the cup, as if to check what kind of reaction mentioning your man’s name would bring.
Before you answered – you only now realised how much Splinter’s presence soothed you. You were all tense moments ago, but now your entire body was comfortably loose and relaxed, you have already forgotten how stressed you were in front of the man. Rat. And you have almost, but not quite forgotten what worried you so in the first place.
„My very own?” Absolutely certain now that Splinter’s shamelessly teasing you, you decided to play along with the joke.
„Well, seeing how much you and my son care about each other and how you always yearn for each other – there is no other way of saying it.”
A warming feeling was blooming inside you and a smile was slowly creeping onto your lips, but you didn’t lose your composure.
„Please, you’re embarassing me. That’s your son we're talking about.”
Splinter said nothing more, only smiled and took another sip of his tea. You followed suit.
Three hours. Motherfuckers.
He was making you wait.
He promised never to do that. He promised he would either include you in everything he & his brothers do, if it wasn’t too dangerous, or he would always keep you updated on everything, he won’t be leaving you uncertain of what’s happening to them. And Raph was a man of his word.
First, because you always made him aware of how much concern you had for their safety, and secondly – maybe even more importantly – because you were not the type of woman to endlessly wait for your man while drowning in doubts and tears.
Now selfish as it may sound, even your pride was being wounded.
You have only seen Raphael really hurt once, and it was enough for you. A dagger sticking out of his leg, blood dripping all over, even if the only thing left after that accident was another scar on his skin, it was enough for you.
You couldn’t hold it in any longer, and with a furious howl you rose to your feet, almost throwing the scrupulously brewed tea to the nearest wall.
You were expecting Splinter to be angry, but as you turned back to him, all his eyes looked at you with was concern and patience.
„My child”, he said calmly, placing his hand on yours. All this mischief and placidity he treates you with just so were gone. „Be calm. Your brothers will be back, unharmed. I know the feeling all too well, believe me; sitting out here, hidden from the world, as they venture into the night. But they always come back and I trust them to do so, don’t be scared”
„I’m gonna smash his teeth out once he returns. Making me fucking wait like that”
Being more than obvious who you meant, you were again surprised how Splinter didn’t say anything, but gazed at you with a warmth and understanding, nodding his grey head.
Guess it couldn’t hurt to say something else.
„Thanks... Splinter. I... I won’t take it if something happens to them. To Raph.” The rat only nodded with understanding. There wasn’t much else to be said.
Nervously tapping on the guardrail behind the couch, you were silent for a moment.
„Thank you. Sorry”
„My pleasure, my dear girl. Actually...”
He leaned against the couch, wiggling his tail on the ground, as if the words he intended to say escaped him, he was stroking his beard in thought. „... i’m the one who wanted to thank you”
Uhm?
You did suspect where what you just heard might be coming from, but even so,you wanted to hear it from the rat master himself.
„...what for?”
„Child, sit with me. Come”
So you did. And what you heard afterwards wasn’t entirely surprising, but it still blew your mind.
„I would be a fool not to notice the... effect your feelings have had on Raphael. My son... What can I possibly say... You must know how he is. What rages inside him, what fear hunts his mind. I always suspected that a gentle hand of a woman might help him when the time for that comes, but to see it with my own eyes... It’s a bliss any father dreams of, I imagine. You’ve done so much for him already, I hope you realise that... You must, you’re an exceptional girl, that much is clear to me.”
Splinter looked you straight in the eyes.
„I don’t mean to embarass you, don’t worry. I only mean to say... Thank you. I never thought my boys would be allowed that kind of experience... Feelings. I’m so very glad at least one of them found someone like you.”
Oh shit.
You had positively no idea how to answer this – but the silence that fell between you and Splinter and look in your eyes was enough of an answer. You knew he knew, and he knew you knew.
Thinking about a suitable, more elaborate response to give, to pour all your feelings into words – you simply reached out and placed your hand on Splinter’s.
„You’re welcome... old rat. Truly no need to thank me. I love this shelled moron just as much... or even more than you do. No offense”
The pipe in the water slide began pounding from the inside, and distant, muffles voices came to your ears.
Your heart skipped a beat.
You sprung from the couch and ran to the slide as four turtles, triumphantly yelling, came down from it, sending a fountain to the sides. Water splashing under your bare feet and your wet dress dragging behind you as you jumped down, you didn’t care. Pushing Mikey from the way, you threw yourself into Raph’s embrace, as soon as you felt his sweaty, animal smell mixed with the cologne he was using, all your fears vanished.
„Girl!” Raph lifted you with one hand, rushing the other through your uncombed hair. „Hey, i’m back, all good! Like I promised!” I’m so sorry i didn’t text ya, we had our hands busy with those Foot tail-ends, oh, it was unbelievable! Lemme...”
He lifted you from the water and put you on the ground as he shook off water from himself.
„Hey don’t go too hard on him!” Leo suddenly shouted to you from behind, „He wanted to give you a call, I told him to wait till we come back!”Raph glanced at him with grateful look, and smiled to you in an apologetic manner.
„Yeah, that’s our fault for once, we were rushing back as soon as we could!” Donnie backed him up. Mikey jumped behind you.
„He was all tears, I’m telling you. „Guys, guys, stop, I gotta give [y/n] a call, my heart’s torn open until the moment I see her again””
Raph was all tense already wanting to silence him, but then he realised you were silent all this time, staring at him.
„What’s wrong baby?” He stood by your side and hunched over to be closer to your face. His voice was heavenly soothing and intoxicating, as always, every single time.
„I was fucking worried about you all, that’s what’s up. You fucking idiot.”
„Hey. I’m... Sorry. Really. But we’re alright, nothing happened to anyone... Those Feet though!”
„You promised, Raphael” He sighed.
„I know.” He took your hand and gently placed a kiss on your palm. „Not gonna happen again”
You wished you could stay angry at him. But you couldn’t. You let go and burrowed into his embrace, sinking in his smell, his touch, everything he was.
„You’re coming with me now, sai master, you’ll tell me everything but do i need you all for myself... for a moment”
„Yes ma’am”
The lair was in a cheerful squabble again. Leo and Donnie, murmuring something to each other followed to the lab, Mikey was being rushed to the kitchen by Splinter to put a pot for the tea for everyone on fire, music went out loud in the air on as soon as he entered there. The rat smiled at you from the distance, watching you and Raph joyfully clinging to each other, and so did you.
Maybe the reason you failed wasn't because the system was rigged against you. Maybe you just thought you had nothing to learn, so you refused to let your school teach you anything. Being ACTUALLY good at any skill involves constantly trying to improve, constantly pushing your limits, and admitting you DON'T know everything. It doesn't reward arrogance half so much as humility. I'm not saying this to "attack" you, but your videos are... not great. They're average, sometimes even a little below average. You have a LOT of room for improvement, but you will never improve until you take a more realistic view of where you are now. I'm not saying that the film school you went to was perfect, but... you could benefit from A school, or A teacher, or something. I imagine you'll interpret this message as "anon hate" and dismiss it to avoid doing the painful work of taking an objective view of yourself, but maaaaaybe it'll get through to you? Who knows.
I get that. And I have very much improved. I personally think my videos are very good. Thank you for your input.
FUCK this anon. Especially when college is RENOWNED for having subpar classes that don't teach you much. @angelicdavinci were having conversation about it.
A lot just care about money, and don't actually care about you learning anything. Hence why "rate my professor" is so insanely vital to success. Her school had some STUPID requirements too. Which is foreshadow for fuckery.
That beings said, this anon has never video edited in their freaking life. Because it's hard, and angel has A LOT of skill in it. They're so clean!
Anon, it wouldn't be an attack if you didn't just straight up lie about the quality of the videos. Like, you didn't even watch them. They're freaking fantastic. And welp, you suck. So. Eat shit anon
I just saw this and seeing what @angelicdavinci can do no only in editing, panting, and art. She is an amazing artist. So anon, you seriously need to take a good look at yourself in the mirror.
You may have been trying to help.....
BUT!!!!
You are a negative person. You are not even passive aggressive. You are just a mean soul. If you don’t like something, just scroll through and keep your negative thoughts to yourself.
People like you don't need to be here. And to basically attack this amazing and talented artist, you're not only messing with her. But a tight knit community and supporters.
Yes hello I am brand new to your videos and this one that I just watched made me want to make my own AMV just fyi.
I did my bachelors in design and motion graphics which includes video editing and VFX and that shit is HARD. You have applied so many techniques with masking and alpha channels and the glitching???? ✨chefs fucking kiss✨ to this day I did that once and it was by accident and I haven’t been able to figure it out.
Also this anon is a whole idiot. They are obviously speaking from a subjective POV meaning they’re projecting their own personal taste as the objective truth (which is complete bullshit and a horribly skewed critiquing stance btw) instead of evaluating the subject based on the work itself. Constructive criticism still needs to be constructive and so many people forget that. It’s meant to acknowledge the things that work within the piece and provide HELPFUL tips on how they can impuesta they are doing not change everything to site your specific taste. Also unsolicited “constructive criticism” at the end of the day will always come off as “I’m actually…” every time. Unless the creator is asking for helpful tips KEEP IT TO YOURSELF. especially in fandom spaces because literally the whole point of a fandom is to share the craft that you are passionate about in relation with the media you are a fan of like????
Also can I just say that arrogance and being proud of your work are two very different things. And in fandom spaces people mainly make things FOR THEMSELVES FIRST and then share it in case others might also enjoy and share their interests. It’s not MADE FOR YOU. If you want content made for you go on Netflix.
Imma stop cuz I’m getting heated but keep on making your shit bro. If it makes you happy you’re doing it right 😤😤😤
It is hard! And it took me a long time to figure anything out. Especially if you don't save every 5 seconds lol Ctrl + S
I've been doing this for 15+ years man. I wanted to do car commercials but they won't accept me. So I'm absolutely fine with just being here in my turtle zone fangirling out. I'm glad you understand how hard it really can be. 👏👏👏
If this anon was making a general speech on that subject that would be all a good point.
But like. To accuse a person with immense skills at what they're doing & truly out - of - the - box creativity of being bad at it? You're allowed to not like their content, but like how blind do you need to be to deny its author the obvious effort & skill?
I could theoretically say that angel's videos or paintings are shit, but what I couldn't do is not notice how well - made they are and how carefully she crafts them. That would be just making a fool of myself honestly, because come on, we're not talking about some aspiring young creator just figuring out what they're good at and what their style is
And that "anon"'s opinion isn't even constructive criticism so it's nothing more than direct hate. If you didn't like something you'd just scroll past it and never think about that again, or share it on your own blog at best claiming how much you dislike it, not spit at the author without even revealing yourself
Hello there… so since fall is finally upon us (I hate the heat, fall is my favorite) what would be the guys favorite things to do during this time of year? Not sure if this has been asked, but figured I would give it a shot. Hope you are doing well 😊
Hello dear Ashley. I do hope I spelled that correctly. My favorite thing to do this time of year is to watch the leaves turn color. I especially enjoy the smell of fresh fallen leaves and if you’re quick enough, you may just catch me jumping into a pile of them.
Hey there lil’ Fyreball. My favorite time of year. Flannel season. I can’t wait ta see tha ladies rockin’ those red flannels an black leggins’. Beautiful.
Ahhh yes. Autumn. One of my favorites as well. Mun and Mikey will be whipping up some of my favorite treats… pumpkin snickerdoodles and I certainly can not wait!
Hey hey hey little fyre fly!!! My favorite thing to do is start picking out pumpkins for carving!! Course it’s not quite Halloween yet but I still like to see all the pumpkins being harvested!! Mmmmm oh yeah and pumpkin pie! My favorite.
I created this while working on a specific ask (which is coming by the way if the person who knows what i'm talking about is reading this) but then I decided it's all pointless, empty and just not worth it and i need to restart the whole thing, but then i decided that if someone may enjoy it it's not my place to deny them that. So here's something, I suppose
Splinter on your relationship with Raph headcanons: beginnings
• The first and most obvious mistake on Raph's part? Thinking Splinter wouldn't realise.
• First time on the love round, people do tend to assume it's entirely possible to just hide everything from those around you. It rarely is
• Especially to parents. And Splinter doesn't call himself turtles' dad for nothing
• It would be a lie to say he wasn't himself unsure first how to handle the situation. There was danger, and two sides of his fatherly duty battled inside him for a long time: two instincts, one immediately focused on shielding his boys from any potential threat, the other wishing his son all the happiness and normality he can find and wanting to support him in that
• Having learned a thing or two himself however those past few years as his sons became more and more independent and yearning as all people their age naturally do, he finally decided IT will be best to make his choice based on what would truly be best for his boy. So he pretended to be innocently unaware of everything, and focused on observing Raphael for the time being
• And what he saw filled him with pride and joy unlike anything he experienced before as a father. Whoever the outside factor that took hold of Raph truly was and how was she like (Splinter was certain there was a "she") , that influence was working miracles. Raphael, the most complicated, unruly, hard to reach and deep down, the most emotional and scared of his boys, day after day, seemed more calm, more joyful, more hopeful and more open, as if something, someone was slowly dragging him out from his shell. A side of him Splinter knew all too well existed, but was so fiercely protected and pushed inside by Raph it almost never came to the surface, and certainly never out of his own will
• Was Splinter surprised in the least that a touch of female care and affection would be all Raphael would need to turn him & his entire attitude around? Not in the slightest. He was only amazed it's began happening already, and Raph gave in to it so soon... Or maybe old rat's mind was playing tricks on him and his beloved turtle boys were much older than he usually thought of them as. Definitely wouldn't be the first time
• Having witnessed how Raphael changed, Splinter made a decision, and it brought him such relief to give in to that instinct inside of him, instead of the ruthlessly defensive one he's known too well. He will stand by his son if he needs it, he will support him and whoever his new found sweetheart was, he will simply be around and step in with advice, open heart or anything else he might be able to provide if situation demands. He chose to trust his hot - headed rebel son and something was telling him his trust, against some odds, will be rewarded
• But he didn't say a word. It was pointless to attack Raphael with questions, pointless to try to get him to confess unless the willingness came from him first. Against his own rapidly growing curiosity, Splinter remained in the shadows and watched with fatherly happiness one of his mutant turtle sons in love for the first time. Something he never thought he'd get to experience
• And as far as he could tell, all the other brothers didn't know anything more than him
• The status quo lingered for so long, Splinter began to have doubts and something inside him - something not of a ninja master, not of a responsible parent, but of a curious dad - blossomed and at some point, he started considering again talking to his son, if only to give him confidence and reassure him as to the fact that if he is scared of revealing something to the girl above ground, he needn't be at all
• Especially considering the fact that Raph's brothers haven't been acting so innocently either lately. All in their own way, but their behavior let Splinter know immediately - they knew. They were very much in on the joke
• But then - finally - tension broke, and Splinter's long - kept patience was rewarded the moment a girl stepped into the lair - or more like, was carried into it - right beside Raphael's side and her astounded, yet kind and curious gaze was cast on the other turtles and their dad. Upon looking into her eyes, last of the old rat's doubts shattered
• Splinter's inner voice pushed him to play a good host and begin the conversation with words of welcome, but he knew he needed to allow Raphael to make the first step so as not to overwhelm either him or the girl by his side
• The girl drew apart from Raph's arm and ran a few steps towards the central part of the lair, her eyes wandering from one side to the other, taking it all in. Raph walked towards her while avoiding Splinter's gaze, still trying to find the words to explain everything, and she finally turned to Splinter - as if she only now noticed him
• But right at the moment three of them were about to speak, Mikey's voice sounded, ridiculously breathless from excitement
• "Sensei! Dad, this is Raph's girlfriend! Her name's [y/n]! She's totally cool she's the best i promise we can keep her here! Raph don't be mad i couldn't hold it in i'm sorryyyyyyy!"
Leo has once tried to learn other languages because he found it so interesting and was jealous of Donnie knowing different languages
He loves hugs he loves any type of physical affection from splinter or if it’s one of his brothers especially if it’s raph
He’s secretly really good at playing the harmonica for no reason at all
Leo is ambidextrous and he’s so proud of it
He’s the only brother who doesn’t smoke he has done it a few times but refuses to ever do it
Donnie:
has horrible eyesight but doesn’t wear his glasses(not counting bayverse) because he’s scared of his brothers making fun of him (I like to imagine the glasses make his eyes look so big and cute) so he wear contacts
Once had braces and got made fun of so much mostly by raph with comments like “oh brace face” “I guess it is true nerds always have braces”
Donnie most definitely has a lisp it’s not to noticeable now but you can definitely hear it at times
He rants so much to himself and can’t stop rambling he will just continue to talk and talk so fast it’s hard to understand him and his brothers have to shut him up and then he realizes what he did and apologizes
He gets so jealous so easily he won’t admit it though like over something that’s way better than his creation and his brothers like the other one than he made
Donnie has such a messed up sleep schedule from staying up night after night in his room working on creations and stuff for him and his brothers and says he’s fine but is losing it
Mikey has offered weed to Donnie to help him calm down
Donnie is a stoner as well he only does it when he’s like really stressed over stuff
Donnie hits his head on almost everything from him being the tallest he has had so many bruises on his head
Raph:
Raph has a stuttering problem which he’s not to fond of he only stutters really bad when he’s really ticked off and mad and when he does it gets him even more mad
Splinter is the only one who can calm him down with his stuttering but raph doesn’t always like to go see him
Raph has a secret talent: he's really good at knitting stuff he doesn’t want anyone to know about because he knows his brothers will make fun of him for the rest of his life.
He just has a whole bunch of winter stuff knitted and pulls it out of nowhere and his brothers are shocked where it came from
He would have horrible nightmares when he was younger still does a bit but has a stuffed animal bear he sleeps with but it’s hidden away from his family
He loves getting praised and hearing things that make him feel like he is doing good. He'll get way too cocky afterwards
Raph will turn his music up full blast or very high if he’s pissed off and mad while he’s working out
He is slightly blind in one eye because he once threw his Sai and Mikey bumped into him making it go into his eye
Raph smokes weed and cigarettes and he’s always is getting told not to smoke cigarettes in the sewer but always has one lit
When Raph is yelling his New York accent is so strong
Speaking of New York accent he’s the only one who has a very strong accent all his brothers don’t
Mikey:
Mikey has so many scars and cuts from learning how to skate he finds them so cool though and tells the story on how each of them happened
He’s a big lady Gaga fan you will hear him hitting the notes and singing and dancing to her and raph gets so annoyed but secretly loves lady Gaga as well
Mikey is a stoner a big one his room smells like weed and that always explains why he’s always hungry
He’s actually very good at making food and always makes breakfast for his brothers
Has a whole collection of blankets his whole room is just a blanket fort
Definitely tried to use his nunchucks as a jump rope and somehow did it
