Donnie: Raph, you’re our brother.
Leo: And we love you.
Donnie: But we desperately need you to understand something!
Leo: Just because Mikey is our baby brother, doesn’t mean that he’s actually a baby. So please, Raph…
Donnie: For the love of science! Stop introducing Mikey to all this kiddy stuff!
Leo: If I have to hear “Baby Shark” one more time, I’m gonna-
Mikey (rounding a corner): Did someone say “baby shark?”
Leo/Donnie: AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!
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(Later)
Raph: Hah! Did you see the looks on their faces? Great job, Mikey.
Mikey: Best. Prank. Ever.
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*nick jr. actor au*
Blaze: Hi, Mr. Grouper! How was the crossover episode with Baby Shark?
Mr. Grouper: It went great! But now I have the song stuck in my head again.
Blaze: Again?
Mr. Grouper: I work with kids, what did you expect?
*the guppies, baby shark and william appear out of seemingly nowhere*
The Kids: Baby Shark, do do do do do do, Baby Shark, do do do do do do, Baby Shark, do do do do do do, Baby Shark!
Blaze: Oh my.
Mr. Grouper, with a haunted look on his face: Not again.
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IMAGINE DRESSING ALL GOTH AND ABSOLUTELY PAINTING THE TOWN RED WITH ALASTOR OMG??
this is the dream
SO TRUE NONNIE!! i have a goth oc that’s paired with alastor so i’m just going to use her vibes for this! she’s an overlord so you’re both an iconic couple in this!
no one can mess with the radio demon and his wife.
“my sweetheart! you look wonderful!” alastor boasted as you finished applying your icon black lipstick, glancing at your husband through your hand mirror.
it was metal with beautiful vintage design, “you always say that, darling.” you hummed in reply, making sure your makeup was perfect before placing the mirror back on your vanity.
“well, of course! you always amaze me with your beauty and skill!” alastor said cheerfully, you stood showing off your outfit.
your make up style was very leaning towards the traditional style of goth make up, given you had passed in the 80’s.
white foundation, big and eccentric eyeliner, wings long and thick. with black and grey eyeshadow, sometimes you used blush, but today was a monochromatic day.
your outfit was styled perfectly, a long floor length black dress, with a slit that ran all the way up to your thigh. a corset hugged your waist tightly, making your figure prominent. the dress had lace sleeves that resembled a bat. your heels were polished and shiny. your hair was teased and styled to your exact liking.
alastor’s grin widened and his gaze lit up.
“what a beautiful dress too!” he complimented, you smiled as your stepped closer.
extending your hand out to him, he took it gently. pressing a kiss on your knuckles. “you’re such a gentleman,” you hummed, alastor offered you his arm.
“well, of course, darling! i have to make sure my wife is happy, right?” he smiled, intertwining your arm with his and exited to the city of hell.
it was just a casual stroll, the two of you talking about mundane things, that is until a gang of shark demons approached.
the leader, naive to the power you two held, began hitting on you.
“baby! you’re so scary, huh! c’mon, leave that grinning freak and let me give you the night of your life!” the demon called. stopping in your tracks, you glanced at the group. seemed like the demon had some goons, as they all laugh at his comment, even going to add more crude about you and your husband.
but you didn’t worry, alastor’s grip on your arm tightened. his patience running thin, “darling?” you called, alastor looked at you.
you grinned, sharp pointed teeth visible in your smile.
“what to have some fun?” you teased, your words implying more. alastor matched your energy, “i thought you’d never ask!”
just as the demon yelled a comment, you didn’t really catch it, but you knew it had to do with your breasts. you and alastor had no issue dealing with them.
the people around the area scattered as they watched you and your husband maul the men that dared to cross you both.
the screams of the demons echoed through the red sky, pleas for mercy falling on death ears before they were ripped apart.
alastor had given you the last hit, the leader, which you took gracefully!
your claws dug into the demons skin before ripping some flesh off, the leader screeched for mercy, but you didn’t care!
by the end of this whole ordeal, you and you’re husband were covered in blood. you didn’t care too much, but your corset was stained! what a shame.
“what a show!” alastor perked, coming to your side, wrapping his arm around your waist, “you truly taught them a lesson.” he praised looking down at you, you hummed. “i guess so, now i have to take my clothing to the tailor though! i can’t walk around all bloody and gross.” you lamented, wiping away some of the thick crimson liquid from your cheek.
“me too, sweetheart! let’s go later in the afternoon, yes?” alastor proposed, looking down at you while grinning. you nodded, smiling as well.
“sounds like a plan!”
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