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oleander-nin · 3 months

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Hi how do you think Yandere Leo and Yandere Donnie (together) hcs from rise would act as platonic yanderes friends who don’t wanna share the readers with others , turtles rather keep the reader to themselves , but what if reader got hurt by one of the villains how do the turtles react to that 👀

A/N, not important: Sorry for the late post. I've been busy. Any criticism is welcome, constructive or not. This is supposed to be a gender neutral reader, so if I screwed up somewhere, please tell me.

-Ollie

CW: Kidnapping, possession of a friend, manipulation, isolation, losing all friends, toxic behavior, toxic friendship, gaslighting(technically), hint towards murder, yandere behavior

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Summary: ROTTMNT Platonic Yandere Leo and Donnie headcanons of when you get hurt

Tag list: @f1oricide @itsyagurlchip @lordfreg @acutiewithagun @rottmnttmnt2012 @lixnininotnay @lexiechr @ssak-i

They’d both be clingy, constantly vying for your individual attention while also trying to not annoy you to the point of attempting to remove them from your life. While they have you in their sights, neither is immediately trying to kidnap you off the bat. They like knowing you’re choosing to come to them. It gives them a superior feeling to the other people you used to call friends, even if they’re the reason you no longer have any other friends.

Neither let you go for very long without seeing one of them. They can’t go a day without checking in on you in person. Text or calls doesn’t cut it.

Leo loves to send you memes and funny videos, and gets upset if you don’t respond/react to them. He’ll probably end up at your window within half an hour of you missing a text, worried something happened to you.

Have slowly driven a wedge between you and all of your other friends, effectively isolating you. Neither Leo nor Donnie even let you hang out much with Raph or Mikey, preferring to keep you as reliant on them as possible. You’re their friend, and they’re the only friends you’ll ever need.

They’ll insist on sleepovers, or you staying over with them a lot. Leo especially likes to guilt trip you into staying over, constantly whining on how you’re avoiding them if you don’t. They’re trying to get you used to staying with them, hoping that the longer you spend with them, the less likely you’ll fight back when they decide you can’t leave.

They’re also incredibly protective of you, always judging who you’re with or who you want to make friends with. They have something on every person you try to form a bond with, trying to feed into your paranoia while painting themselves as your heroes. Donnie and Leo aren’t like everyone else, you can trust them.

Because of the different ways Leo and Donnie handle things with you, it ends up being in their benefit. You’re mad at Leo? Donnie will spend time with you and try to calm you down while making you see Leo’s point of view. You found Donnie’s tracker and are avoiding him? Of course Leo knew nothing about it, but can you blame Donnie? He’s only trying to keep you safe.

Their tag teaming makes it so you will never be able to have a break from them, and you won’t ever be able to be mad at one without the other coming to show you all the reasons you shouldn’t be.

They try their best to keep you away from the dangers of their ‘work’, telling you recounts of their fights while making sure you’ll never see one firsthand. They want to impress you and make you feel like they will be able to keep you safe, but never want you to be in the line of fire. Your safety will always be their top priority.

So when you show up with bruises and scratches one day, they’re both immediately on high alert. Both are nearly immediately up in arms and ready to kill as you tell them what happened. By the time you finish your account, Donnie’s already located the villain responsible and is having SHELLDON track their every move.

Neither of them leave your side until you’re feeling better and patched up. They’re delighted you came to them, and know that if they left now, you’d be upset while having to deal with your pain and fear alone. They’ll set up your favorite movie for you in the projector room, swaddling you in blankets and ordering your favorite take out.

As soon as you’ve calmed down, and hopefully fallen asleep, they’ll both go find who hurt you, and make sure they’ll never be able to hurt a single hair on you again.

When they return, they make sure to not alert you as they finally finish their preparations to the small train car they converted into your new room. The world is too dangerous for you, especially now that they’ve failed to protect you. They swear to never let something happen to you ever again, even if it means never letting you go. Which is fine by them, it’s not like this isn’t exactly what they wanted.

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octuscle · 5 months

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Hi support

I’m 20 years old and realised I needed some new clothes in my casual preppy style as I’d put on a bit of weight recently, now being a size large rather than a small/medium when I came across as a shop called CHAVTF. I’d never been in it before but felt like I just had to see what was inside. Can you transform me please?

You take a deep breath and open the door. Phew, it smells a lot like smoke in the store. Behind the till is a young man holding a cigarette with one hand and playing with his cock and balls in his jogging bottoms with the other. You actually want to turn around and go straight back out onto the street.

"You're fucking late, mate! I was just about to close up." You stammer something about "I've put on some weight" and "And I need something suitable". The guy actually stomps his fag out on the dirty carpet, comes up to you, shakes your hand and says "Let's get going then! I'm Liam, by the way." "Michael, nice to meet you," you reply with a dry mouth.

You're walking aimlessly through the store when the guy approaches you with an armful of clothes. "Mate, this should fit. But hold back uh bit in da gym. If you work out your chest any more, you won't fit into m, Mikey". He lights a new cigarette. You ask what the owner of the store thinks about him smoking. And the customers. "Mikey, I own da store. N my customers all smoke. Day don't mind." You mumble to yourself that you don't smoke, for example, take your clothes and go into a changing room.

Holy shit, you really are a different person. The tracksuit really makes you look super slim and sporty. Liam joins you in the changing room. "Mate, you look like uh bourgeois! tuck your trouser legs into your socks, mate! n da only thing missing for da complete look is da right haircut n uh fag in your face." Yes, your hair is really too long. Liam comes with a cap and puts it on your head. "Perfect!" And holds out the pack of cigarettes. I don't know what the devil is doing to you, but instead of taking a cigarette, you kiss him with your tongue and inhale his smoke. Liam grabs your crotch. You have a hard-on. Your hand goes into his sweatpants. He has one too. Fuck, you need a fuck now, your chav ass needs to be shagged now. You drop your pants. And Liam pushes you down on the counter.

Yeah, Liam has a huge cock and fucks like a demigod. But fuck, you need a fag now. Good thing your mate understands you blind. Fucking and smoking. Actually, that's what happens most at CHAVTF.

#male tf #reality change #chronivac #smoking #chav tf

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tblsomedoodles · 1 year

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Nice to see the seers get some traction but I wanna see more family web au stuff can I has doodles??

Sure! I've actually been thinking a lot about them recently too (probably b/c of Donnieverse lol). But i gave Apocalypse Mikey a little bit of a redesign for this au, at least for the later years (he'd probably look older by movie time, but he's about mid twenties here.)

I figured Mikey would be the one to lean into the spider aesthetic more out of the four (though donnie is probably a close second.) Also i know i said at one point that none of them have hair, but i kinda wanted to see what mikey would look like with it? (I also miss drawing hair lol) So i gave him his hair back from when he was a baby. Also, as a painful little tidbit, the way he's wearing his mask, is how Humanform Raph wore his in their teen years, which he does on purpose to remember his brother.)

And, as another bonus, have an image of what the Krang see whenever they go up against this guy.

he uses his mystic chains like webs to capture the attacking Krang and hold them so others can kill them. There comes a point where if a sees that spiderweb cape, they try their best to flee (but usually, by then, it's too late. They're already caught in his web trap.) (i kinda want to do a short video of him doing this? but idk what music to do it to. I need to find some cool web/spider themed audio before i can think of doing so)

Honestly, my thoughts were "Future Mikey going all out with the webs" and this is what happened. (also that i usually stick pretty close to cannon for designs. I changed that a lot for this Mikey. He deserved to look like he raided a Halloween section lol)

#asks #tmnt #rottmnt #family web au #apocalypse timeline #my doodles #I really just got carried away here lol #but i love both of these #Mikey as seen by his family: Silly goober in a cape #Mikey as seen by Krang: FEAR INCARNATE #The krang are not used to being hunted #But Mikey is more than willing to introduce them to the concept

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fluffytriceratops · 1 year

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𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐀𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐁𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞 - 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨 [𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟔]

Notes: the gif makes me think of the "i got it" moment between Mike and Leo. You'll understand when you read it. My writing is rusty and this is unedited because I'm lazy, so it might be shit. :D Possibly part one? I might write a part two- idk yet. I was in the mood for angst and this has been sitting in my drafts for literally ages so I figured I'd finish it up and post it since it's also been ages since I've posted a TMNT imagine! ALSO- REQUESTS ARE CURRENTLY OPEN! If you would like to submit a request, please do so via asks, and please read my rules on my blog before hand, thank you! <33

Warnings: mature language, ANGST, mentions of addiction, mentions of alcohol, mental/emotional abuse, mentions of depression, brief mentions of self harm, etc.

Tags: @thelaundrybitch @rheawritesforfun @digitl-art-monstr @leosgirl82 @turtle-babe83 @mysticboombox @drowninghell @squirrelfurs @lec743 @post-apocalyptic-daydream @bibiz82 @raphslovemuffin80 @raphielover @tmntspidergirl

(If you would like to be tagged in my future TMNT realted posts (let me know if you want just reader insert stuff or if you want OC related content included) feel free to lemme know and I'll happily add you!)

Thank you for reading! Have a lovely day/night! Stay safe and make sure to take care of yourselves! I'm sending all the virtual hugs to you~! <3

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Her gaze was locked onto the screen of her phone. She had opened her camera app to double check her appearance before going in, but what she saw caught her off guard. The large purple bags under her eyes, the paleness of her skin. All the weight she had lost was visible in her face alone, no matter how hard she had tried to hide it under baggy clothes. She didn't need anyone worrying about her. She could take care of herself... Y/n knew she hadn't been sleeping well. Not at all, actually. The only time she got the chance to get some rest was when she passed out from sheer exhaustion. Was it unhealthy? Oh absolutely. But she couldn't help herself. It didn't help that she worked two jobs. Ever since her father got fired, she was the one who had to keep everyone afloat. It was driving her mad.

Taking in a shaky breath, she shoved her phone back into her sweater's pocket and began to walk the rest of the way to the lair. It wasn't far. It didn't take long at all for her to get there. Once she stepped inside, she was greeted by the smell of pizza. Her stomach turned and she felt nauseous immediately. Y/n hadn't told anyone that she had gone on a diet. Not yet, anyway. Nor did she tell them she had stopped eating much at all. She was fine, they didn't need to know.

Y/n tucked a few strands of loose hair behind her ear, she took in another shaky breath before walking up to where they were. Their voices were loud and expressive. Raphael let out a bark of laughter, slapping Mikey on the shell in amusement. Leo was busy talking with April, and Casey was stuck chatting with Vern. It was Donatello who had noticed her first. "Hey, Y/n! We were starting to think you wouldn't make it!" He greeted with a cheerful smile.

She tried not to flinch under their sudden gazes. Pulling her lip between her teeth anxiously. God, she felt like vomiting. She needed to leave. "Yeah! You're late dude! What took you so long!?" Michelangelo whined, walking over and moving to sling an arm across her shoulders. She ducked under him before he got the chance.

"N-Nothing, really. Just took my time." Y/n shrugged, shuffling over towards the rest of them hurriedly. She had been dodging their embraces recently, and they were starting to notice. Mikey pursed his lips in a pout, missing the skeptic look on his brother's faces. They had all been brushing off her behavior, but this had been going on for what felt like forever. She was starting to look worse each time they saw her. There was one turtle who knew more than the other's. One who had suspected something was off a lot sooner than everyone else. Leonardo watched Y/n closely. Blue eyes practically glued to her.

"What kind of pizza would you like? We got meat lovers, cheese, veggie-" she cut Donnie off. "None, thanks. I'm uh, dieting." She shrugged, rocking on the balls of her feet nervously. Y/n could feel his eyes boring into her. Her heart rate increased rapidly. Pounding against her rib cage in a desperate plea to flea. Don looked at the other's briefly before turning his gaze back to the female. He nodded slowly, "Okay. Um, would you like something else?" Y/n's hands tightened in her pockets, curling into fists. She simply shook her head. "No thanks.. Not hungry.."

The room grew oddly silent for a few beats. Vern coughed obnoxiously into his elbow just to clear the silence. Leo had yet to look away from Y/n. It made her feel more nervous than anything else. Why was he starring at her? Couldn't he look somewhere else? Just when she was about to say or do something she'd definitely regret, Casey had spoken up. "So, uh, Y/n- I saw your dad today." Her head snapped towards him in a matter of seconds. It was a wonder how she didn't get whiplash. "You did? Where?"

She sounded nervous, and the other's picked up on it immediately. Raph and Donnie caught each other's gaze before the red clad turtle looked towards their leader. Leo was silent and observing. He stood still with his arms folded over his chest. Lips pressed into a flat line and brow ridge lightly furrowed. Raphael watched his brother closely, but his attention was moved else where as the conversation continued.

Casey, who was glad to get away from Vern, stepped forwards. Snatching himself up another slice of pizza. "Convenience store, on West Street. I was grabbing the drinks for today and bumped into him. His hand was all bandaged up, apparently he went to the ER today." He said before taking a merry bite out of the delightful pie. Y/n's gaze darkened.

Stop talking. Shut up. Don't say another word. Please. She all but begged, starring at him numbly. She knew this already. She was the one who dropped him off at the hospital. If it were possible, Y/n felt sicker than before. Her hands began to shake, she was just glad they were hidden in the pockets of her hoodie. She bit her tongue to stop from bolting. Everyone else was quiet, listening to Casey's story. Looking between the both of them as he spoke. She wanted to cry. "I know." She said, barley managing to get the words out.

Casey didn't seem to catch on. Or if he did, he continued to speak about it anyway. "So you know he put his hand through a window?" He was looking at her intensely, hell everyone was. Especially Leo. His gaze felt like fire, burning holes into her skull. She wanted to combust into flames. Right then and there.

"Yeah. Anything else." Y/n's tone grew bitter, and she couldn't help but glare at him. Hoping, praying, that he would just drop it and leave her alone. Casey ignored her. "Well, I know it's your mom's birthday. And I know it's been hard for the both of you. So y'know, we just wanted to check in." He gestured towards all of them, and she barley managed to peek towards them. Had they been talking about her?

"Casey-" April warned, shaking her head subtly at him. Either he didn't see it, or he ignored her as well. "And he was very charming. But he seemed kind of sad. I'd hate to see it happen again, so maybe you should keep a better eye on him." Was he serious? He couldn't be fucking serious, right? Y/n felt like she had swallowed cotton balls. Her nails punctured her skin and she igno red the light stinging. She was staring at a random crumb on the table. Gazing at it as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. Completely and utterly silent.

Leo's arms unfolded and he took a step towards her, but she quickly turned her gaze back to Casey. "Everyday is my mother's birthday.." She started, gaze icy, voice venomous. Leo stopped in his tracks, everyone was looking at her, but she focused on Casey solely. "My mother was born in December. He lied. He's a liar." Tears glazed at the corners of her eyes but she's refused to let them fall. Voice rising in anger.

"And I'm glad- really, I'm glad that you found him charming. I'm sure he was delightful. He's a blast after five drinks. Not so much after nine though, he get's a little weepy and mean." Mikey's eyes widened and he looked towards his older brother's worriedly. She hadn't uttered a word of this before, it was the first time anyone was hearing it. Leo's jaw clenched but she hadn't noticed it. Too busy focusing all her pent up anger on Casey. "He's a drunk. He probably came in and told you how wonderful you are. How he wished he could have a son like you. And how sad he is because he doesn't get to spend more time with me." She hadn't meant to cry, but the tears had started to slip down her pale cheeks. Y/n wiped at them angrily.

Casey stood there in shock, taking in her angry words carefully. He didn't dare say anything, all he did was look at her and take it. "Yesterday he said that I was his favorite daughter. The day before, I was an ungrateful bitch. The week before- he wrote me a check fortwenty thousand dollarsbecause he said I deserved everything life had to offer. Because he was so proud of me. A lifetimes worth of proud..." her voice cracked and her bottom lip trembled. Y/n looked down, forcing her hair to partially hide her face. She tried to collect herself as she wiped at her tears with her sleeve. "You can't listen to a word that man says. Everything that comes out of his mouth is about as many bottles as he can stomach before he either vomits it up or passes out."

"But thank you for telling me to keep a better eye on him." Y/n shook her head and turned on her heal. Storming out of the room and out of the lair altogether. She was tired of all this bullshit.

"Y/n! Wait!" Mikey moved to go after her but Leo clamped a hand down onto his shoulder. "I got it..." He muttered, casting an annoyed glance at Casey from over his shoulder before he chased after the h/c female.

"Well that was a train wreck." Vern muttered, wincing at the glare Casey shot in his direction. "How was I supposed to know." He hissed. "It's not like Y/n's a very open person."

"We all knew something was up, I'm sure Casey just wanted to make sure she was okay." April said, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. Case smiled at her briefly in thanks.

"I wish she would have said something..." Donnie whispered, twiddling his 'thumbs' nervously. "Maybe we could have helped her somehow."

"Y/n's stubborn. She doesn't wanna rely on anyone else. She doesn't wanna be a burden." Raph grumbled, shrugging his shoulders. "Still. I wish she would lean on us a little more. I'd like ta give her father a piece of my mind." He huffed.

Michelangelo's lips pulled into a frown. "You.. You don't think he hits her, do you?" The room fell silent, and everyone turned their gazes towards the area she had left.

"Leo'll make sure she's okay." Don spoke quietly, hands clenching each other desperately.

━

She knew he was following her. But he didn't approach. Not in the sewers, and not outside of them, either. He was waiting for the right time. Giving her a chance to cool off. If anything, the fact that Leo had come after her only pissed Y/n off more. She didn't want to get a lecture from him. She didn't want to rant. She wanted to lay in bed and cry. And she wanted to do it alone.

Y/n managed to hold herself together pretty well. She only let a few tears and sniffles slip out on her way back home. She lived in a sketchy part of the city in a small and dinky apartment. It was her, her two sisters Lucy and Amelia, and their father. Her mother had died a few years back. Her father was never the same after that. He ended up losing the job he had since before he met his wife. He couldn't keep a job afterwards, either. And he started drinking. He drowned his sorrows in alcohol. Any little bit of money he made went straight into alcohol. Lucy was the youngest, she had yet to start high school. Amelia was the oldest. She spent most of her time at her home with her fiance and their newborn son. She couldn't stand to even look at their father. She refused to see him. They always fought, too. Amelia wanted to take Y/n and Lucy with her, but Lucy was in custody of their father. And Y/n refused to leave him to rot.

Y/n's keys jingled as she pulled them from her pocket and jammed them into the deadbolt on the door of her apartment. She knew Leo would already be inside when she entered. And if not, then he was waiting on her fire escape.

The door slammed shut behind her, she kicked her shoes off by the door and walked further inside. There was no sight of her father, so he must be out. Most likely at the bar down the street. It was within walking distance and it was the weekend. There was no way he wouldn't be there. Lucy was sleeping over at Amelia's for the weekend, which meant she was home alone.

The thought would have been extremely comforting had Leonardo not been lurking around the corner.

She passed through the kitchen and walked down the hallway that lead to the bedrooms. Amelia's old room was first, it was completely empty now. Y/n shared a room with Lucy. She was supposed to move into Amelia's room after Amelia moved out, but Lucy didn't feel safe alone. And it wasn't just her father making her feel that way. Y/n was comforting to her. Knowing she was sleeping in the same room kept her calm. Their father's room was the last one. The door was always closed. No one was ever allowed in. He slept on the couch more than his own bed.

The second Y/n pushed her bedroom door open she saw Leonardo standing at the foot of her bed. Patiently waiting for her.

Y/n's gaze hardened, but she said nothing. She kicked the door shut behind her and walked past him to her desk. She needed to do something. Anything. She just needed to keep busy. So she started to organize her college assingments.

Leo remained quiet, simply watching her. After a few minutes of Y/n shuffling papers and slamming drawers he opened his mouth. "Y/n."

"Don't." She snapped, tensing at the sound of his voice.

"You don't even know what I'm going to say..." He breathed, blue; blue eyes glued to her. Scared that if he looked away she would crack and break into a million pieces.

"I don't want you to say anything." She mumbled, voice strained. Her movements had seized. She simply stood there, back facing him. Honestly she was afraid that if she turned and caught sight of his ocean colored eyes, she'd burst.

The room grew quiet again. Y/n knew he was looking at her. She could feel his intense gaze plastered to her back. Studying every small movement she made. The light tremble of her hands. The slight shaking of her shoulders. The wobbling of her knees. Y/n tried to hold herself together. Keep the tears at bay. It was a fools wish.

She could feel his presence. Feel him walking closer. Till he was just a few meesly inches away from her. Leo was so close she knew if she took the tiniest of steps backward his chest would connect with her back. His hand grazed her arm and she broke the silence with a sharp inhale.

And she crumbled.

Tears blurred her vision as she gasped out a shuddering sob. A sob that shook her entire body. One that stole the breath from her lungs and broke her heart into millions of microscopic pieces. She collapsed against him and he held her tightly against his plastron. Strong arms hooking around her waist and pulling her flush against him.

Leonardo said nothing as she cried. It wasn't the first time she cried in his arms. And it most certainly wouldn't be the last.

Nothing was said or done. Neither of them moved. He just held her tight as she let out everything she had been holding in. By the time her cries had quieted, and tears dried on her skin. The sun had started to set. Basking the room in its warm fading glow through the window. Painting the two of them in a lovely array of yellows, oranges, and pinks.

Leo slowly turned Y/n around. Even when she was crying, she was utterly beautiful. Achingly so. He placed his hand under her chin and slowly tilted her red face upwards. Her e/c dewy eyes met his own. There was no longer a wall between them. He had managed to break it down in a matter of seconds. And now, all her pain was visible to him in her eyes.

There was a reason they say eyes are the windows to the soul.

Leo had built his own wall. One he kept up at all times. Around everyone. Everyone except her.

No words needed to be expressed between either of them. They already knew exactly how the other was feeling. With one simple glance. That's all it took. All it ever took.

Leonardo leaned down instinctevly, slowly and cautiously. Waiting and watching to see if she would pull away. Y/n never did. Instead, she slowly and hesitantly moved closer. That's when their lips connected.

A soft and deseperate kiss was shared. He held her face delicately, as if she would crumble into dust in his arms. Y/n clutched at him desperately, afraid he'd see how truly broken and damaged she was and pull away. Leo wasn't going anywhere. Something he told her with his lips as he peppered her skin with kisses. And when he reached her mouth again, he kissed her hard. He poured his soul into her. She drank him up.

As they parted for air. Y/n gasping for a whole other reason. He grabbed her hand and pressed a few more tender kisses to her knuckles. Eyes locked. Chests heaving. Hearts pounding.

Their souls danced the same.

"You don't have to hide around me. There's no need to barricade your feelings anymore." Leo whispered, brushing his thumb against the back of her hand. "You can show me the darkest and scariest parts of yourself. I'm not going anywhere."

A few more tears slid down her tender red cheeks. They caught the light of the sun and shone like tiny falling stars. He brushed them away with his lips.

"Even if I'm destined to crumble into nothing?" Y/n breathed, placing her hand on his chest. Fingertips tracing the markings engraved into his plastron from years of battle and training.

"Even if you're destined to crumble into nothing." Leo whispered, pressing a loving kiss to each rosey cheek. "I'll always be here. Right here. In your arms, where I belong."

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mistressoftherant-blog · 10 months

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TMNT Fanon

Hey all, it's me, back to (kinda?) rant about the TMNT fandom again. This isn't really a complete rant though, more just me pointing out what is popular fanon rather than canon. I've seen people getting angry at fan authors/artists who depict characters in ways that don't match popular fanon, but everyone is free to depict the characters how they want, and we don't all have to subscribe to popular fanon ideas. So I've listed out a couple of popular fanons or things that I see happen in a lot of stories below, some of which really annoy me (please let me know if any of these have actually been confirmed and I've missed it!)

1. Having the boys be different ages in series were they are confirmed to be the same age. In at least 12 and 03 they are all confirmed to be the same age, so why do so many fics insist on making Mikey a year or so younger than his siblings? It ties in to my previous rant about people babying Mikey, they conveniently forget that quadruplets are a thing so that they can make Mikey younger than the rest, really playing up the whole innocent little brother thing, which actually just completely unbalance all of their relationships (it's even worse when they make him years younger, particularly in human aus), so all the other brothers are in their mid to late teens and then Mikey is like anywhere from a toddler to 10 years old.

2. Unfortunately, for the most part, their sexualities and gender identities are just headcanons. Whenever they are canonically shown to have an interest in someone, it is a girl, and for the most part they are all shown to identify as male only. Now, I am all for giving the turtles different sexualities (I headcanon most Donnie's pretty much anywhere in the LGBTQA), but you cannot tell someone that they're wrong just because they don't headcanon them the same way as you (Rise and 12 Leo fans can be particularly rabid about this, I saw one Rise Leo fan telling someone that they can't ship Rise Leo with their female OC because he's gay, which is not canon)

3. How long 12 Mikey and Rise Leo spent in the prison dimension. They did not canonically spend years there. Quite frankly, I don't believe Rise Leo would have survived more than a few minutes in his Dimension x. And at most I would say Mikey was in Dimension x for a few days/weeks. His brothers did not take that long to follow him in, and I'm pretty sure time in dimension x isn't that screwy. I'm also pretty sure that he would have had some sort of scarring if he'd been in there for year. You can make as many headcanons as you want, but they are not canon. It especially doesn't work for Rise Leo.

4. Rise Leo being the medic. I have moaned about this before, so I won't completely rehash the same argument, but there is no canon proof that Rise Leo is the medic. There is also no canon proof that Rise Leo is an imnosiac. (It's also fanon that he is fluent in Spanish. Does he know some words in Spanish? Definitely. Is he fluent? No canon proof.)

5. Giving any Donnie apart from Bayverse, Rise, or Mayhem glasses. We... we see the Donnies as tots, and none of them except the aforementioned three have glasses. None of them have glasses as teens either (and no, goggles do not count). So why does pretty much every human au have Donatello wearing glasses? I know that TMNT is bringing back the 'only nerds wear glasses stereotypes', but we don't need to perpetuate it. And if you're not just doing it because of the stereotype, why not give one of the other turtles glasses? I don't think I've seen a single human au were any of the other brothers have glasses.

So, that's me done for today 🤣 Some of these annoy me more than others, and in some it's more the conduct of the fandom (aka when it comes to gender/sexuality fanon) that irritates me. Everyone is welcome to write the turtles however they want, and fanon ideas can become pretty popular to the point were people do act as if they are canon, but not everyone has to agree with them, or like them, and getting angry at someone for not conforming to the most popular ideas is not really beneficial to anybody.

#rottmnt #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2k12 #tmnt donatello #tmnt donnie #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt mikey #tmnt raphael #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2k18 #tmnt leo #tmnt leonardo #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #tmnt 2018 #tmnt raph

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eveandtheturtles · 1 year

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If I may make a suggestion for the Leo×Reader thing:

How about one of those 4 and 1 times he makes her blush and the one time he's like, really flustered by her.

maybe something in the tactical!Turtles AU thing I've seen around?

This didn't want to click for me for a long time, since all I've seen was Leo with a sniper rifle(?) but after I kind of reworked it in my brain to knives it just went *click* and here we are. Apologies it took me a while and might be not that good! If anyone is interested I got headcanons for these boys.

Warning: Violence mentions

Rating: Uh... Teen?

Pairing: Bayverse!Leo x Reader

Tactical AU I believe belongs to @/donathan

The 4 times Leo made you flustered and 1 time you made his brain shut down.

You didn’t mean to be there. You were supposed to have been home a long time ago but slammed with double shift at the last second you had to stay at work and as result get home super late at night. No one warned you there would be some shady ass military maneuvers in your neighborhood!

But now you are pressed tight to the wall with a big ass knife almost touching your cheek. The incredibly tall soldier was wearing that full-face, black, ski mask with just those steel blue eyes piercing right through you.

“Um…”

He was huge, intimidating, and decked all out in tactical gear.

“It’s just a civilian,” he spoke to whoever was listening to them and then put the knife away. “Ma’am, it’s really dangerous right now, please go back home and get inside.”

“Uh, I- um, I was going home- late shift-” you tried to explain yourself.

“Where do you live?” he asked. He had a nice voice, a bit commanding.

You told him the address. He took a moment to take it in and then touched an earpiece.

“I’ll walk her home, be right there,” he told his, you figured, fellow soldiers. Then he looked back at you and you swallowed. “After you ma’am.” He gestured with his arm, allowing you to walk first.

You liked how he called you ma’am. So polite. Yet, not much of a talker. He simply delivered you to your building’s doorstep. You noted the weird shape of his body - especially his back and those three fingers on each of his hands. You didn’t ask - that would have been rude.

“Thank you,” you said.

“No problem, sorry about the-” he touched the spot on his jaw where his knife was on yours.

“I’m sure you had a reason,” you replied.

He nodded. “Don’t get in trouble,” he said. You noticed he was kind of stalling.

You smiled. “I’ll try.”

Your eyes met and your stomach fluttered gently. He cleared his throat and you turned around to enter your apartment number and code. “What’s your-” you glanced over your shoulder and he was gone. You looked for him quickly but he simply vanished into the night. You lost your chance to ask for his name.

You expected to never meet the mysterious soldier again. You recalled the encounter to your friend who joked you must have met Batman and missed your chance to be the future Mrs. Wayne. It gave you a good laugh. And then it was back to the mundane. For a week at least.

It was during yet another night shift you’d meet Mr Tall and Mysterious.

It was just after closing and you were ready to go home with everyone else already gone. Just your bad luck you forgot your phone by the counter and had to go back for it. Suddenly, someone literally crashed through the front, display window. Lots of gunfire, shouting and a sudden yell of:

“MIKEY NO!” And a sudden flash and bang and you were on the floor under something heavy.

Correction - someone heavy.

You stared at the familiar eyes. Your ears were ringing.

He looked up, then ducked his head again, and holding yours to his chest protected you as something exploded again but this time way closer. Splinters flew everywhere.

His chest was really firm, something (guns? other weapons?) was pocking your sides. Then as quickly as it happened, he was gone again. You stayed down, a bit too in shock for a reaction. But you did manage to roll and take a look how he and two other soldiers took down a whole gang right there in your restaurant. Soon Blue Eyes appeared before you again.

“Are you- it’s you again.” He frowned recognizing you.

“Hi?” You said weakly, sitting up.

Immediately he was by your side, finding you something to sit on. You looked around and two other huge men in tactical gear were finishing tying up the (you assumed) bad guys. Then you hissed a little, jerking your head, startled.

“Sorry, you got a cut here,” Blue Eyes said and your eyes wandered up to him. He patched you up quickly. He was very gentle though. It made your heart flutter a little.

The invaders and your savior disappeared soon after with advice to go to ER to check if there weren’t other serious injuries. You didn’t. Mostly because you couldn’t afford that but you did follow the instructions of ‘in case of concussion’ you found on the Internet.

You fell asleep for your first nap with a dream of the bluest eyes.

The third time you met Blue Eyes your bag was stolen in the middle of the day. You chased after the thief intent on definitely getting it back and maybe teaching the thief some fear of you in the process. You followed him into an alley and your run came to a halt when you saw the culprit on the ground with Blue Eyes over him while he was holding someone else by their collar.

You both looked really shocked by this encounter and you blurted out: “We really need to stop meeting like this.”

Somehow he huffed a laugh and shook his head. Then he put down the guy he was probably interrogating and put him in a headlock while taking your bag and walking to you.

“Is this yours?”

“Yeah, thanks,” you said taking it back. You noted that the little skin around his eyes you could see was green. A paint? “Did I interrupt something?” you asked.

“You could say that,” he replied with a nod.

“I should go then.” You gestured to the main street behind you.

“Yeah.” He was so amused and that made you grin in response.

“I’ll see you around then?”

He laughed and you felt the flutters again. “I really hope not, you make me look so bad at my job,” he said, and yet you didn’t think he meant it.

“Hey, can you two flirt somewhere else or can I go?” The guy Blue Eyes still had in a headlock wheezed.

“Shut up, Kenneth,” the soldier said and winked at you.

You waved a little at him and turned around leaving him behind.

The fourth time brought everything closer home. Literally. You got home early from work and were enjoying your free time as the next day you had off. Suddenly there was a knock on the window from the direction of the fire escapes.

Curious but cautious, you grabbed your baseball bat and went to check you what it was about.

Your heart dropped when you saw Blue Eyes on the other side of your window, clutching his side's

"Can I come in?"

"Yeah! Of course, my god what happened to you!" You took notice of the blood dripping between his fingers. The shirt was soaked in it.

"Will it make it better if I say most of it ain't mine?" He tried to joke but it sounded weak.

"Sure…" You guided him to the bathroom where you kept your first aid stuff.

"Where is your squad?" You asked.

He shook his head. "It was a solo op, can't tell you much but my comms are busted." He took in a shaky breath. "I will need to use your phone."

You nodded and sat him on the toilet. While he held on to the wound you started unstrapping all the buckles of the multiple belts he had on himself.

“I need to take off your ski mask and all of the layers on your torso.” You told him.

“I’d rather you didn’t.” He protested.

“Why not?”

“Cause you’re going to see me and run away screaming,” he confessed.

“I wouldn’t.”

"I don't know if I want to test that theory," he said softly.

"Listen, I don't care how disfigured you are right now, you are bleeding all over my bathroom and if you don't want my help why are you even here?" You huffed, your fists propped over your hips now.

"I don't know…" he admitted. "I'm sorry, I should-" he started to stand up.

"Stop." You placed your hands over his shoulders. "I want to help you. Please," you pleaded.

He looked at you, his blue eyes so incredibly sad. Finally, he nodded and braced himself.

It was an unnerving moment. You almost stopped breathing as you reached the edge of the ski mask. Then slowly you started rolling it up. You frowned at the green color of his skin and…scales? You kept going.

Before, you thought the odd shape of his face was due to some sort of weird mask under the ski one but no. The full reveal made you feel a bit dizzy.

A… tortoise?

"I'm a turtle actually," he said slowly and you felt yourself heat up in embarrassment realizing you said that out loud.

"Sorry," you mumbled and reached to his shirt and vests.

Once it all piled up on your floor with a separate pile of his weapons (you felt like there was a small artillery now there), you opened your first aid kit and tried not to think too much.

He was so muscular but not in obnoxious way, thick biceps, firm plastron and there was an actual shell on his back?? You tried to focus on the task at hand, wiping the blood and disinfecting, but you glanced up and saw him stare at you intently.

"Well," you tried to break the silence. "I didn't run for the hills."

"Are you going to?" He asked in all seriousness.

"I don't think so," you said. "Are there… more people like you?"

"That's-" he was about to reply but you cut him off.

"Classified?"

"Yeah," he chuckled and hissed a little. "But I will tell you that you met although I didn't talk to two of my brothers."

"Ah, so this whole thing is a family business, gotcha." You started wrapping him up and you had to get much closer to him, almost hugging him to get the bandage around him.

He lifted his arms a little to let you work.

"There's all done," you said as you tied the knot on the bandage.

"Thank you." He inspected your handiwork. "Not bad."

"Thanks." You put the first aid kit away. "Do you want to stay here and I will bring you the phone or do you want to maybe go to my living room and get comfy on the sofa?"

"I won't say no to a sofa," he smiled and you helped him up.

His skin was warm under your fingers, smooth, the shell was rough and he was so heavy. You decided you will process everything later.

You both sat down and you let him slip out of your fingers.

"You smell nice," he mumbled and you swallowed hard.

"Thanks," you replied. "I'll get the phone."

You left your mobile in the bedroom. Using this opportunity of being a lone you took a deep breath. Oh my god, your secret crush soldier boy was a giant turtle. Still a very handsome, giant turtle though. You could live with that.

Couple more deep breaths then you got what you were looking for and rejoined him in the living room.

"Here you go," you said, handing it to him.

"Thanks," said and quickly picked out a phone number.

You decided to give him some sort of privacy and went to get some tea for both of you. Or coffee. Okay, you didn't know what he was drinking. Instead of going back you just started boiling some water.

The bits and pieces of conversation you overheard told you nothing. Probably some sort of code. After a moment you re-entered the living room.

"Hey, so do you want tea or coffee?"

"No thanks, thanks for the phone, though" he handed you your mobile back.

"Okay," you took it and left again to the kitchen to make tea just for yourself.

When you returned he was out cold, his chest falling and rising rhythmically. Wow, he fell asleep fast. You set your cup down and grabbed your blanket and started to out it over him. Could he get cold?

You were about to walk away when you felt his hand wrapping around yours. He cracked his eyes open and whispered your name, making your heart flutter helplessly in your chest. “Don’t go."

How could you say no?

An hour later a loud knocking woke you both up from your nap. You didn't even register when or how he gently moved you off of him on the sofa and went to check on the door. Blue Eyes moved so quickly he almost broke laws of physics you decided.

You heard him talk with someone who sounded very angry. Then your doors closed and he showed up over you.

"It's my squad," he said.

"Oh," you definitely sounded disappointed.

He briefly went to the bathroom to retrieve his weapons and clothes.

"I can wash it for you?" You tried to offer, hoping for an excuse to see him again.

"I really shouldn't-" he sighed.

"Will you at least tell me your name?"

He hesitated with a glance in the direction of the door and said, "It's-"

"Classified?" Your face fell in further disappointment.

"No, it's Leo."

Your face lit up as you smiled brightly. "Leo," you repeated and you almost noticed the small hitch in his breathing as his own heart skipped a beat at the sound of his name on your lips.

"Hey, Leo," you repeated. "Can you come over here for a moment?" You asked, kneeling on the sofa.

He approached it from the backrest side, curious as to what you'd want from him.

Immediately you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him. You heard a clutter over the floor and the door bursting open.

"5 MINUTES IS UP!" someone yelled then went quiet and-

"You guys owe me a 20," someone said as-a-matter-of-factly, which was followed by two groans.

After eternity and not long enough you pulled back to catch your breath. "So, I will see you around?" You asked, staring into his blue eyes.

"I- wha- uhm," he nodded, still trying to jump-start his brain.

"Come on Romeo," two large figures, you guessed it was his brothers, pulled him by the back of his shell.

"Bye Juliette!" The smallest of the four called to you, waving, very chipper.

You waved them back as they fixed your door back in. You touched your lips and smiled. Hopefully you will get to see him again sooner than later.

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#bayverse turtles #leonardo x reader #leo x reader #tmnt #tmnt fanfiction #tactical!au leo #tmnt 2016 #eve scribbles #leonardo #leo tmnt

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pebblestar · 1 year

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Mikey x reader

【 It'll be fine 】

(( kinda alludes to past abuse? But other then that it's completely fluffy. ))

"Brown sugar!"

For the past five minutes, Mikey had been giving you orders.

Mostly of what ingredients you needed to grab while he mixed them together in a large bowl. This sort of thing was nothing new.

You both had very shit sleeping schedules and one night you two decided to try out baking for fun.

From then on (Despite the first baking attempt you two did being a absolute disaster) These late night baking sessions had become a weekly or sometimes every night occurrence.

After fumbling around in the drawer and finding the measuring cup, you finally scoop the measuring cup into the bag of brown sugar before passing it over to Mikey who dumps the sugar inside the large bowl.

"Now we melt the butter- Can ye handle that matey?"

You roll your eyes at Mikey's very terrible pirate accent. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't of really got most of Mikey's silly little humor but luckily for you, You'd been his best friend for nearly a year now and understood a good chunk of his little references.

"Aye Aye Cap'n!"

You give Mikey a quick salute before making your way over to the cabinets to find a smaller bowl in order to melt the butter.

"Oh c'mon where's the damn thing..."

You grumble out.

It takes a few for moments of struggling due to your height but eventually your fingers finally grasp the edge of the small bowl you'd been looking for.

Just as you start to slide the bowl out from it's self, You find yourself nearly tripping over your own two feet when you attempt to step backwards.

Unexpectedly the bowl slips from your grasp and comes flying down from the shelf, Nearly hitting but you by some miracle missing your own face.

The sound of shattering glass now echoes around the once quiet kitchen.

Something like this shouldn't of been that big a deal but you stand there almost petrified at the scene before you.

"Y/n?!? Are you okay?"

A nagging thought is what sends you spiraling into a state of panic;

'Mikey is going to be so mad at me.'

Without another moment to think of all the possible outcomes and how Mikey may or may not scream at you, Your knealing down to collect the shards in your hands somehow hoping- praying that Mikey somehow wouldn't see them and become incredibly upset with you.

However your lack of response doesn't go unnoticed by Mikey. There's the sound of something clattering ontop the counter then he's turning himself around in time to find you picking up the shards of glass, closing your fists around the sharp objects with a expression on your face that Mikey can only describe as full blown panic.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please I really didn't mean to-"

Mikey almost isn't sure what to do.

Never had he seen you act like some sort of cornered animal before and over a broken bowl nonetheless. To him, You'd always been the definition of strong and a lot of the time you acted like certain things didn't bother you. But this entire situation was completely different.

The blood dripping from your hands and onto the kitchens floor is what finally snaps him out of his own state of shock and he's Immediately grabbing the nearest dish cloth, knealing down next to you.

"Whoa hey hey... It's fine dude,"

Mikey's voice softens but doesn't make a move to try reaching out to you just yet.

"But I broke it. I'm so fucking stupid-"

"Hey now. Don't say that. It's only a accident. I've been reallyy wanting that new justice force one anyway."

When you don't laugh, Only sniffling in response It only makes Mikey's worry for you increase.

A part of him desperately wanted to wrap you up into his arms and never let you go, But he forced himself to be patient.

Your injuries were what needed to be tended to first and foremost.

"Let me see."

Slowly he reaches out for your hand and when you don't flinch away from his touch, he carefully opens up your fist. There in the palm of your hand were a few large shards sticking out of the skin and causing quite the bloodied mess.

Of course, being Mikey he just had to try cheering you back up while he made careful work of removing the shards from the palm of your hand.

"Dude. I can't believe the bowl attacked you like that. So rude. If you ask me that thing deserves to stay broken."

Mikey catches your laugh through your tears and he can't help the smile that finds it's way onto his face.

"Did I ever tell you about that one mission? The one where I was chased by giant pizzas from..."

The turtle allows himself to ramble on until finally the shards are fully removed from your hand.

Thankfully enough there weren't any smaller pieces and Mikey is able to gently press the dish rag onto the injury and flashes you that smile that you love so much.

A silence soon settles itself over the kitchen aside from the occasional sniffling coming from you.

It takes maybe three more minutes for your heart to stop racing and for the panic to slowly subside but once it does, your needily reaching out for Mikey for comfort as you tug on his arm in hopes of bringing him closer to you.

Wordlessly, His arm moves to wrap around your waist immediately bringing you closer to him.

With his chin now resting ontop your head he asks you gently.

"Wanna talk about it...?"

You don't answer right away. If anything you don't really know what to say. Your a bit embarrassed at your own self for breaking down in front of him, but then there's also the other part of you that feels incredibly warmed by how much effort Mikey put in to care for you like this.

"...No. But... I do at some point. Is that okay?"

"Of course dude. Whenever your ready, I'll be right here waiting for you. Unless I have to fight the foot. Or unless aillens invade earth again. Or unless the triceratons-"

You laugh now smacking at Mikey's chest to put a end to his insane ramblings.

"Okay okay. But Mikey?"

"Yeah?"

"...Thank you. Sorry about-"

"Nuh-Uh. Nope. No more saying sorry."

At that you go silent. A warm smile finding it's way onto your face and you find yourself burying your face into the crook of his neck.

"...C'mon. I'll finish the rest of the cookies and you can find a movie for us both to watch, 'kay?"

"Mmkay."

"What's that movie that's coming out this year you wanted to see again?"

At the question, your eyes light up and you began to ramble on excitedly about the movie you were interested in.

Mikey gives you his full attention the whole way to the living room before setting you down on the couch.

The conversation eventually ceases and Mikey promises to be back as quickly as possible.

You watch him go, Almost inching to call him back so the two of you could cuddle but instead you turn your attention toward the TV in order to find a movie.

As you scroll through the options for movies, You can't help the feeling of warmth that blooms inside of your chest.

Mikey wasn't just your best friend. He was the definition of sunshine on a frigid day. He was what home had always meant to feel like.

【 Bonus 】

The sound of Mikey's snores echo throughout the living room and somehow your laying ontop the turtle and sleeping through the noise like it's nothing.

Leonardo finds it oddly amusing as he steps over to the front of couch and quietly grabs the blanket from off the side of the couch.

The turtle in blue drapes the blanket over the two of you before approaching footsteps soon join Leo.

"There ain't no way those two aren't a couple."

"Raph! Shhh! You'll wake them up."

Though by now, the three brothers knew you two would sleep well into the afternoon. And of course contuine to destroy both of your sleep schedule unbeknownst to Leonardo.

#tmnt x reader #tmnt 2003 x reader #bayverse x reader #michelangelo x reader

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unluckilyimnot · 2 years

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Hello! Hope you’re having a great day :)

Could i please request no.32 fluff with Mikey??

Thank you! <3

31 “I want you to know that I’m never leaving” with Mikey

note: I’m fine, thank you, I hope you had a good week too. (You didn’t miss writing, don’t worry I just took out one of them) I was about to lie and say that I've have been busy but I just slept a lot lol, sorry for doing it this late tw: spoil the end of the anime from this

You were glad that your sister was that understanding with you going out at impossible hours, or just to be bothered past midnight. Mikey was there, under the pouring rain with an unreadable expression. He was probably about to cry, but it’s not like he would ever do that in front of anyone. When he catches your worried look, a little smile appears on his lips. How you hate his smile in those moments, because he only smiles when he’s sad.

You probably should’ve told him to come inside to warm him up, make some tea and then talk about it if he wanted. He could even stay here tonight if he wants, he’s always welcomed here, but you simply run to him under the rain. you get wet to the bones in a few seconds but you have to admit that it was your last problem right now. You took him in your arms and felt like crying yourself. He rarely appears this broken to you and you hate the fact that he’s sad with a burning passion. His soak clothes didn’t help and the sticky feeling was the worst ever but that didn’t stop him from hugging you back lazily.

“He really left, right ?” he calmly said before tightening his hold. you knew who he was talking about, it wasn’t surprising for him to come because of this. You only hummed, still not moving even if you really wanted for the both of you to get inside. He’s heartbroken, you know it oh so well, along with the facts that he treasure his friends dearly.

“But the others are still here, Kazutora and Pah will come back too…” you tried your best to reassure him. He wasn’t alone and everybody loved him and his smile, yet you could understand how sad he must be to lose his childhood friend. It’s not easy, and it’s not the first time. You understand how scared he was to end up alone.

With some time, you could finally take him inside and then steal the bathroom for the both of you to change and dry up. As you were drying his hair with a towel, his arms locked around your waist as you do so, you thought that maybe you weren’t as important as them to him ; even if you were willing to follow him to the end of the words.

“I’m here too you know, I’m never leaving you,” you whispered to him out of nowhere, breaking the silence. “I hope you know that.” Kissing the crow of his head, you lift up his face to see his dark eyes still empty, not sure if you’ll hear him say something else tonight.

“I know,” he finally replied, holding you closer, making you lose your grip. instead he buried his face into your chest, “I don’t know what I’ll do without you.” Those words were probably more important to you than he might think and you felt your heartbeat fasten and so he does. A chuckle leaves his lips. “It’s this important to you ?”

“It’s better than a ‘I love you’”, you just said before taking his face in your hands again and kissing him. He never doubted your love and, now, you were a part of him that he wishes he’ll never lose.

I didn't re-read btw so there's maybe some typos

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers imagine #tokyorev x reader #tokyo revengers hc #mikey x reader #mikey imagines #mikey headcanon #mikey fluff #mikey #manjiro sano #manjiro x reader

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supercalifragipopculturevomit · 19 days

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Saturday Night Live S49E16: Kristen Wiig

How epic was last weekend's episode of SNL?? Wiig is one of the all-time greats, it shouldn’t be a surprise, but you never really know with this show. Sometimes the host’s humor doesn’t gel well with the cast or translate to the audience. Sometimes the energy is just... off.

Wiig's been beloved as a comedian for a long time, but I gained even more appreciation for her after this episode. The sketches she picked, not only did they play to her strengths but also gave other people the opportunity to shine. And her humor is so fluid: she can do loud, physical comedy as well as subtle, niche comedy. Like the secret ingredient to everything, she elevates any dish.

Let’s start with the cameos because IT WAS STACKED. Any of the guests on any given night would have been enough, but she is getting inducted into the “Five-Timers Club”, so the show pulled out all the stops.

It starts off with Paul Rudd and Matt Damon in the audience; cuts to Jon Hamm, Martin Short, Fred Armisen, and (my beloved) Will Forte off to the side; and — as if that wasn't enough — it ends with Ryan Gosling bequeathing her the coveted jacket. JUST BANANAS. Full monologue HERE.

It was reminiscent of her last episode as a cast member, with legend after legend seeing her off.

NOW, ONTO THE SKETCHES:

JUMANJI – Andrew Dismukes is his own person but there’s something about him that reminds me of Forte. His humor is not as unconventional but he has a similar dedication to absurdity. With sheer commitment, he makes a lot of stuff work that really shouldn’t. So it made sense to me that Forte was invited to this sketch—which I can only assume came from the mind of Dismukes.

No offense to the current SNL batch, I like them a lot, but this episode made it apparent that Wiig, Forte, (and also Armisen) are on another level. Wiig, the reigning queen of the batshit lady, set the tone for this bizarre scenario. She made it work. Forte, the ultimate king of 10 to 1 sketches, added credibility to it. I'm trying to imagine it with Heidi Gardner and Mikey Day as placeholders for Wiig and Forte, respectively, and while I could still see it kind of working, I don't know if it would be as memorable.

PILATES (Pre-Tape) – this could should be an actual movie. Wiig as the creepy, high-energy instructor calling everyone "Mamas" cracked me up. Partly because it reminded me of Kaley Cuoco’s irritation with the pet name, which she recently griped about on the Conan Needs a Friend podcast.

SECRETARIES – this sketch wasn’t made for Jon Hamm but it was also made for Jon Hamm. Trudy made her first appearance when Pete Davidson hosted at the start of the season. Gardener carried that sketch the best she could but now she had two aces up her sleeve: Wiig and Hamm. Wiig, as Tootie, dived into the screwball comedy complete with mid-Atlantic accent; while Hamm only needed to revisit his role as Don Draper. I was near tears seeing them at the brink of breaking near the end. Also made me miss seeing them in Bill Hader’s Vincent Price sketches. It's got a similar vibe.

RETIREMENT PARTY – my favorite sketch of the night. This was the closest an alumnus has ever gotten to recreating the mid to late-aughts vibe of SNL, my favorite era. I've not thought about this sketch much or particularly missed it, but when Wiig came out with her oxygen tank, Armisen in his knee-length trousers, and Forte in his Hamilton wig, I was hit with so much joy and nostalgia. Made me realize how much I, as a viewer, took for granted, spoiled with such a wealth of hilarious recurring sketches.

Jason Sudeikis was often the perfect straight man for these sketches, but Day did a good job reacting to all the unhinged guests. I also wonder if he had a hand in writing it as Wiig’s lines sounded like something his character Supercentenarian Mort Fellner would say.

WEEKEND UPDATE – once again, Marcello Hernandez ruled behind the desk, this time as the 4.8 Magnitude Earthquake that recently (very gently) shook New York. He was later joined by Keenan Thompson as the Solar Eclipse. Not the biggest fan of Thompson but I do enjoy his dynamic with Hernandez. Wiig, on the other hand, reprised her favorite character, movie critic Aunt Linda. Her film reviews are always a riot but she had me cackling the moment she referred to Colin as Seth.

GO-KARTS – solid sketch that got me so invested and left me with many questions: What’s the bad thing? Why would it get Daddy drinking again? But mostly, who’s Sheila? Chloe Troast’s reveal off to the side was a nice touch. And the nickname, Big C, had me hollering.

LA MAISON DU BANG! – this was the sort of sketch Wiig used to do a lot with Maya Rudolph and Amy Poehler back in the day and while I enjoyed seeing how much fun they were having, it was never something I got overly excited about. But seeing a version of it reborn was a delight. Molly Kearney leaping into frame with a saxophone was a welcome surprise. Reminiscent of Sudeikis’ tracksuit-wearing dancer in What Up With That?.

The musical guest, Raye, also killed it. She's like Amy Winehouse reincarnate. She sang barefoot at one point and I loved that tiny detail.

Links to her incredible performances HERE and HERE.

Fantastic show, all around. Best of the season, so far.

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phantasmalnightmare · 5 months

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GET TO KNOW YOUR ADMIN !!

name — Calamity or Phantasma.

pronouns — She/her.

preferred comms — Discord or Tumblr IMs. Either is fine. I'm a shy bean, so I'm not good at messaging people in ooc really, but it's not that I don't like you or anything! Just me being awkward as hell.

name of muse — I have a few, but I'd say the main ones I use are Gundham, Junko, Bakugo, Mikey, and Fubuki. I use Benedikta a lot on a different account.

experience in RP — Since 2003, so it's been 20 freaking years now of on and off RP life. Feeling old now. I started on xanga as Bankotsu from Inuyasha. It was a lawless RP land back then. Everyone god modded and one lined, but it was a grand time. My Bankotsu got so many of those sacred jewel shards.

best experiences — I have many. The first days of RP were certainly some of them. I actually met quite a few people from RP in RL. I would say the best of the best was when I met a group of Danganranpa RPers on anirp, and we did different story-lines all together. The one guy made up stories and events for the characters. I was Gundham. We also did the despair storyline which I think was my favorite, because I was able to do despair Gundham and made such a great backstory and I got so many compliments from the group on how I portrayed him(I guess he was pretty similar to the joker according to some.) I got my own event where i tried to kill all the other remnants with my animal army. We also did a really fun persona storyline. I got to be the fem p3 protag and had a love triangle with Shinji and Akihiko. ;) There was some drama with the group, and the leader talked a lot of crap cause I was busy and missed a lot of events though, so I ended up leaving.

pet peeves / dealbreakers — My number one is the one thing I will block you for: If you ask for a starter and then never reply. I have very little time to write and I can't stand people wasting my time. Another is drama of course. I come to RP as an escape, not for more stress. It also annoys me if someone posts a starter call and I like it, but get ignored. Why did you follow me back if you don't want to RP?

muse preference ( fluff, angst, smut ) — Fluff and angst are by far my two favorite genres. I love the corny, romantic slow burn more than anything. Romance is dead irl and I need some kind of fantasy outlet since I'm a hopeless romantic. I also just love angst cause it causes conflict and helps the characters develop, and I just live for the drama. Besides, after the hurt, comes the comfort. My other favorite genre is dark. I love writing dark things. Junko is a good outlet for that, and I'd love to write despair Gundham sometimes. Also Dark Mikey. Smut, I'm pretty good at writing it, but I need a solid storyline and a slow burn romance that leads up to it. Except maybe for Junko.

plot or memes — I honestly usually just wing stuff haha. I've posted memes but people generally don't send them to start new storylines with me. Since I'm shy, I don't typically approach people to try and plot either v.v But both are great when they happen.

long or short replies — I prefer stuff typically on the longer side(If you can't tell by my blog). I would say my typical replies are 3 paragraphs or so, but I can go longer. I really like to flesh out my muses and their thoughts. I don't expect people to keep up though.

best time to write — Weekends by far. Lately I haven't had time to do anything on my weekdays. Work has been crazy busy so I haven't been able to use the work computer for replies. I work two jobs and commute over 2 hours everyday, (and go to the gym 3 days a week), so I just don't have much time for anything during the week.

are you like your muse — I typically do characters that are vastly different from myself, because I feel like that's the most fun for me. Some similarities though:

I love animals(I'm a vet assistant), and I typically dress goth/alt like Gundham

I tend to be impulsive like Mikey

I'm quite air headed, ditzy, and naive like Fubuki(Not to that extreme at least, but a little bit.)

I tend to be logical, cold, and distant like Makoto. I'm also terrible at asking for help, feeling I have to be the rock and do everything myself. I have to always be strong for everyone else, and never show any weakness.

I have a really rough past full of abuse like Benedikta, and am always fighting an internal darkness.

Tagged by: @more-than-a-princess(Thank you!) Tagging: @nuravity and you reading this right now.

#☾✩☽ out of calamity #memes #munday meme #//I literally saved this to post on Monday and then forgot lmao #So here it is now

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Rise of the tmnt movie spoilers!! Read at your own risk! I just finished the movie so these are ALL tbe spoilers!!

WHAT A MOVIE!! God I've literally been waiting the while entire day for this!! Checking my watch, waiting for the time to pass, and now that it has, can I just say it was WELL worth the wait!!

I loved every bit of this movie!

Let's start it off at the beginning, the opening shot?? Amazing! I was really worried about spoilers, since I intended to go into this movie completely blind, but couldn't help myself and look up rottmnt on tumblr and hears about the KANG and future Casey and all that. I was worried that we wouldn't see the future till like, 20 mins into the movie but no! It jumps right out at ya at the start!

Gosh I absolutely loved the future versions of the characters!

Ok but can we just talk about Mikey real quick - he's my favorite of the brothers, my favorite character in the whole series actually. And apparently he can TIME TRAVEL?? LIKE FUTURE LEO JUST TELLS MIKEY TO MAKE A TIME PORTAL LIKE HE COUPD ALWAYS DO THAT??

And!! And!!

At the end of the movie he just!! Opens a portal!! Like Leo does!! Granted, it was extremely hard, but Mikey can create portals kinda like Leo can?? Ohhh, what if Leo is the "space" part of "time and space" and Mikey is the "time" part!

Gosh I would really love a future episode, here's to hoping that they get another season, were Mikey finds out he can pull items from the future/past. Maybe it's an accident at first? Like, he keeps accidently grabbing things from the future and/or past. Everything he puts down weirdly disappears. Like, at the start of the episode Donnie can't find something, and complains to everyone else, which makes them realize that things *have* been going missing around the lair lately. And at the end of the episode, when the problem has been solved, Donnie complains about his thing still being missing, only for Mikey to pull it from the past and present it to him like, "ohhhh, you mean this?" (This causing the thing to go missing in the first place)

Also! More about Mikey because like, as I said, he's my favorite turtle. Casey said that Mikey was the "best mystic warrior" in the future. The emphasis on "mystic" really made me wonder. All throughout the movie i was waiting for him to be the first to break out of the mystic power down thing, since he's supposed to be the *best* at mystic stuff. But him getting a new power was also really neat to see!

Also, if I could go on a teeny tiny rant about Mikey and then I swear I would be done talking all about him: I feel like he's the brother without really, a "thing".

Each of the brothers has a "thing". Donnie has his cool tech, Leo is arrogant but is shown to lack the skills needed to gain that arrogance, Raph is prone to outbursts and has the strongest moral compass out of tbe group. I know you're going to say that Mikey is the sensitive one, the artist, and I agree! It's something I really like about him! But I feel like in the show he's kinda always shoved aside. I could go on, but that little rant could be it's own post all on its own-

Back to the movie! If I were to have one criticism of it, is that besides for Leo and Raph, a lot of characters weren't really given much to do? Like, this is undoubtedly a very Leo movie, he has a character arc and everything. Which is fine! I like Leo. I feel like tbe writers should get a chance to explore each bother on their own. But I wish tbe other characters did more stuff, and weren't shoved to the side as much.

I'm sorry Donnie stans, that Donnie didn't really do that much in the movie. Like, when he gets uploaded onto the ship and has full control over it, he doesn't really do much? I think he should haven gotten more of a "moment". Like, maybe he shut down all tbe KANNG monsters on earth or something. Just a way for him to save the day. Raph got his "save the day" moment while he sacrificed himself for Leo. Later Leo got his saved the day moment when he sacrificed himself. Mikey got his when he opened the portal. I think it's very important when you have a group of characters, like the brothers, you need to make sure each of them gets their "moment", their moment when they get to be cool and save the day. Idk, maybe Donnie stans are satisfied with what they got. Let me know! Actually, any other brother/character stan, let me know how you felt about your special character. I was wondering how tbe Raph stans felt, since because he was captured, he wasn't really in the movie as much as the others. Do yall like his character in this movie? Or do you feel upset that his character was just kinda used to father Leo's character arc? Let me know! I'm realy curious.

Also! What was up with those blue vitals April grabbed??? I kept waiting for them to be brought up! When Leo is giving his pep talk on the building I was waiting for April to bring it up but nothing! One vital took up a KANNG whole eye! Why didn't they break into the university and steal more??

I really hope the university is brought up more in the 3rd season, if we get one. They could be next season's big bad? And that's why they weren't focused on more??

Talking about tbe 3rd season, man I really hope we get it! There's literally so many ideas for the 3rd season.

Firstly is, of course, Casey! He's here to stay,which must be weird! It messes up the timeline, not to mention how Cassie (Cassandra) would react when she finds out that she has a SON! Also, it seems like Casey isn't really used to the present, or well, past world. It'll be really interesting to see how he learns to cope with it. It has already been shown that he doesn't do well with people, an episode focusing on how he learns to live in the present world would be cool! Maybe he could even go to school with April!

The 3rd season could also introduce the brothers new mystic powers! Like I said above, I think exploring Mikey's would be cool! Also just a bit more focus on Mikey in general maybe?? Like, ok so, I've kinda always had this idea of Mikey getting insecure that he doesn't really have a "thing" like his other brothers. He can't take hits like Raph, or he isn't a genius like Donnie is, nor is a good leader like Leo is. I think giving him the ability to be more in tune with the mystic side of himself would be interesting. Real Anng from avatar vibes. Especially since there's the wholehidden mystic city and everything. Maybe there's spirit's only je can see? Oh! And that could lead back to Draxum, since he is so intune with mystic stuff and since he's been around for so long. It makes sense because out of all the brothers, Mikey is definitely the closest to Draxum.

Talking about Draxum and possible future episodes! I think he and Donnie should really get an episode. They both really like science, and Donnie looks like he's warming up to mystic stuff. Plus, they're both not really good with their feelings lol. Seeing an episode were they bond would be really interesting!

Anyways, that's all I have to say about the movie right now. But come scream at me in my inbox or my messages if you want to talk more about the movie, or just rise in general! I would really love someone to talk about all of this with!

#rottmnt #rottmnt movie spoilers #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles movie #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles movie spoilers #rise of the tmnt movie spoilers #rise of the tmnt movie

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Love's Plan (Part 2): Ken Ryuguji x Fem!Reader

Part 1

wc: 1.1k

tw: smut

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The clear water and gentle sunrise feel like heaven.

It's almost as good as having your husband next to you in the bed, his arms encasing you in his warm embrace. You'd arrived late the previous night and fell asleep after the flight, but it had all been worth it for some peace and quiet with the man you loved.

You shift slightly in the bed to look at Draken, your Ken, your lover, before slipping out of his grasp and placing a kiss on his cheek. "I love you," you whisper, then walk quietly to the bathroom.

A week away.

That had been Draken's plan. A week away from work, responsibilities, everything else... just so he could get closer to you.

One whole week. Just for you.

You're in the middle of washing your face when Draken comes in to join you, possibly roused by the sound of running water. "Good morning." His sleep-laced voice sends shockwaves to your core, and the way he wraps himself around you and kisses your shoulder makes you feel even more heated.

"Morning," you murmur, wiping your face with a towel. "How did you sleep?"

"Great. I finally feel like I've caught up on a lot of missed hours," he laughs. "You?"

"I slept well." Draken places another tender kiss on your exposed shoulder, his hands rubbing against your skin leisurely. You relax into his touch, smiling as the evidence of his arousal hardens against your back. When Draken spins you around to kiss him, you feel every fiber of your being light up at this gesture of love. And soon enough, you find yourself at his mercy, his fingers pushing you onto the counter and holding you close.

"I want you like this," he breathes, hooking a finger around your underwear. "Just like this." You thread your arms around his neck and nod, holding yourself open for him as he slides his boxers down. His cock springs free and he fists it a few times before playing with your slick, eliciting moans from you as you feel him press against your hole, then slip back up.

"Please, please," you beg, but Draken shushes you with his lips on yours.

"Gonna take it slow today," he replies softly. "We've got all the time in the world, baby."

Draken proceeds to enter you gradually, with gentle strokes and eager pecks on your face. And as he sinks deeper into you, you give in to every sensation, every second, every stroke of pleasure. But before long, Draken can't help himself.

You feel too good, look too sexy, sound too helpless. Your coos of pleasure drive him insane, and he feels his high crests a little too soon. "Sorry," he murmurs, feeling himself twitch to completion inside of you. "Sorry."

"Don't be sorry..." You kiss his cheeks, smoothing away the worry with a few words. "We have nothing but time on our hands."

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On the last night of your trip, you find yourself staring out at the beach in the moonlight. Draken slides up next to you, bumping your hip with his own before offering you a glass full of wine.

You'd spent all week exploring, getting lost in Draken again, opening up to him, and loving him as earnestly as you can.

"We don't need to have kids," you mutter, looking out at the scene before you again. "I have all the love I need right here."

"You don't want to have a kid anymore?" Draken wonders, confused as he tips his glass of bourbon up.

"I want to... but we don't need to." Your husband nods, understanding what you mean. "And if we can't... we don't need to worry."

"We could always adopt Mikey as our kid," Draken teases.

"Ew, no!" you reply, and he laughs, tossing his head back and letting the sound echo into the night air. It's one of those rare laughs, a gut laugh, and you remember why you fell in love with Draken in the first place.

Not because he was rich or handsome or charming... but because of his ability to make things light, make things funny, and make things not so tragic anymore.

Life isn't bleak with Draken. And you don't want to imagine a life without it.

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"Maybe it's just food poisoning," you groan, feeling your stomach churn once more.

"From what?" Draken wonders, leaning back to look at you while you're nestled next to the toilet. "I haven't cooked since--"

"I'm not saying you cooked anything," you sigh. "I'm just really not feeling well." Draken hums then stands before walking into the kitchen quietly. He comes back with ginger ale and a box in his hand. Medicine, maybe?

"For your stomach when you're ready," he says, cracking the tab on the ginger ale and sitting it on the counter. "And for me." You take a look at the box and sigh, noticing the words "pregnancy" on it.

"How long have you been-"

"Humor me," Draken tosses over his shoulder, pulling the door closed. You stare at the box in your hands for what feels like years, but then slowly get up and unpack it. You follow each step, then begin your wait, placing the test face down and opening the door.

"What'd it say?" Draken wonders, but you shake your head.

"Nothing yet." He grunts, placing his head in his hands and sitting on the side of the bed. You sit next to him and place an arm around his back, stroking his neck gently as you wait with him patiently.

"What if it turns up negative?" you wonder, and Draken sighs through his nose.

"It'll be fine. It'll be just fine." Before you can really grasp what he's saying, the timer on your phone beeps and you look to the bathroom at the same time. You lift yourself off the bed and walk to the test laying on the counter, your eyes glazing over. Draken comes up behind you and kisses your earlobe, whispering tender encouragements.

"Everything's going to be fine, baby," he urges you as you take the test in your hands. "Don't forget, we have each other." You flip the stick over slowly and suck in a breath.

You and your husband let out "oh, my gosh" and "holy shit" at the same time, staring at the result in awe. Draken lets out a breath he'd sucked in and you begin to tear up, your heart pattering quickly in your chest.

"Is this real?" you whisper and Draken smiles, nuzzling your neck.

"If it's a dream," he chuckles. "Then I don't want to wake up."

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the-ayakashi-in-me · 2 years

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III.THOUGHTLESS

•Starring: Manjiro "Mikey" Sano x Vanya "Annie" Tatsugami (OC).

•Genre: Angst with a happy ending, so there might be some fluff here and there.

•Warnings: Toxic relationship, violence, mentions of weapons, blood, drugs, a little gore, probable eventual smut, MANGA SPOILERS, established relationship, ANGST, mental illness. (Lemme know if I've missed anything)

•A/N: Welcome to part 3!! And our girl did it!

Series Masterlist:

Loveless

Helpless

Thoughtless

Hopeless

Faithless

“Look, if you want to conjure up some demon spawn from the great beyond, that’s all fine and dandy. Just wait for me to leave before you start.”

“Oh come now Oni-chan, this will bring good luck.”

“Butchering a tuna sandwich, horizontally down the middle and scribbling Yokohama on it with ketchup, is absolutely diabolical.”

“No, horizontally cut sandwiches with cute ketchup texts bring good luck. Who doesn’t know that?”

“Literally no one, Sanzu.”

The perpetrator simply shrugged his broad shoulders and took a huge bite out of his sandwich doused in ketchup. Tonight was a big night, Mikey was going to make history, and he was damn well going to do everything in his power to help Mikey make that history.

Ran, however, was a lot less determined than Sanzu. Rindou, Kokonoi and Takeomi had done most of the heavy lifting. They had laid out all the groundwork in advance. Now all Ran, Mochi and Kakucho had to do was follow through. Sanzu was not even coming along with them tonight. So where he got all that enthusiasm from was beyond Ran.

As far as he knew, according to Mikey’s orders, Sanzu still had to “take care” of Annie. In all honesty, he was a little concerned about what Mikey meant when he asked Sanzu to take care of her. All good things he hoped. Contrary to popular belief, he liked Annie. She could tear Rindou to shreds if she wanted to. Anyone capable of that was good enough for Ran.

He could not, however, stand Takeomi’s secretary. That woman had a knack for getting under his skin. She was always looking to monopolize Mikey’s time and energy. As if he had nothing better to do. As if he didn’t already have a wife waiting for him back at home. He wasn’t sure why Mikey allowed it in the first place. The last time Sanzu tried to do something similar, Mikey threatened to fling him out his office window.

The favouritism was blatant. He was going to have to take it up with Takeomi one of these days; which begs the question,

“Why is Takeomi’s secretary here when he’s in Yokohama?”

Presenting Sanzu with a loaded question while he gorged on a mutilated sandwich might have been a little too much. Evidently, the pinkette didn’t know, nor did he care. Unfortunately for Ran, Sanzu never really bothered with such semantics.

Mikey was late. Ten minutes so. Either Kakucho was doing a terrible job of escorting him to his own office, or Mikey pulled another all-nighter. Would be the fourth one this week and it was only Thursday.

Ran was right. The bags under Mikey’s eyes appeared to be a burden only he could bear. On entering his office, both Ran and Sanzu stood up from their respective seats on the sofa to greet their leader,

“Looks like you’ve seen better days Mikey.”

“What are you talking about Oni-chan? Bossman’s never looked better.”

Annie had officially joined the ranks of swords-master at the tender age of sixteen. Barely an adult, she had graduated from wielding a wooden blade to a metal one; fully mastering the Tatsugami sword technique in its entire mighty prowess.

Everyone knew she was not to be messed with, yet this tiresome woman had the gall to question her. At five feet seven inches, Annie still stood taller than most women; her heeled combat boots, only aided her to tower over other insignificant creatures, such as the woman before her.

“I wish to speak with Mikey.”

Annie hoped she had made her business clear, that she would be able to avoid unnecessary bloodshed. However, the creature along with her six lackeys wished to make her task more difficult than it already was. Weapons at ready on their master’s order, they aimed their guns at her in a warning. The creature strutted forward crossing her arms across her chest.

“Mikey is unavailable. Leave while you still can.”

Annie had no recollection of how she got here to the lounge. Everything after that phone call from Sanzu was a big blur. She didn’t remember putting on her clothes or taking her katana. She didn’t even remember making the drive from her home to here. But now that she was here, she was more determined than ever. Heaving a heavy sigh, she made her move.

It happened within a flash. Annie expertly manoeuvred her sheathed katana, so that the kojiri rests heavy in the creature’s pitiful mouth. Her lackeys were only able to stand there slack-jawed, wondering if it was truly wise to push her buttons.

“You shouldn’t stand in the way of someone with nothing left to lose.”

Kakucho did not like the sound of the commotion echoing through the front lounge. He had a sneaking suspicion that he would, in one way or another, find Takeomi’s secretary in the midst of it, and he was right. He was, however, incredibly surprised to also find Annie amid all that chaos.

Mikey had taken uncompromising precautions (some even borderline extreme) to make sure Annie never had to set foot on Bonten soil. So the fact that she was here was no coincidence, that too in full gear. The last time Kakucho saw Annie in full gear, someone ended up comatose. She was a terrifying opponent in battle; he even had a scar or two to back that up.

There was something distinctly different about her today. Her usual crimson hair held a fiery glint and her piercing silver eyes seemed to hold a storm within. Though her face was expressionless, she almost gave off an air of distraught.

Perhaps that is why she did not even flinch while faced with six long-ranged rifles. Or perhaps it was because she was finally in her element that, something Mikey had robbed from her for years. Either way, her opponent had grossly underestimated her.

“How dare you point your weapons at her. Izumi, call off your men.”

Kakucho’s interruption spared the lives of Izumi and her men. Annie was not to be taken lightly, especially while she carried a sword. She let out another sigh, though this one seemed to be one of relief, and she pulled her katana out of Izumi’s gaping mouth. Her men, weapons withdrawn stood awkwardly around their master. Izumi however, flew straight to Kakucho’s side almost latching herself onto his arm.

“Kaku-san! This woman assaulted me out of nowhere! She’s dangerous. She must not be allowed to see Mikey.”

“She wouldn’t have assaulted you if you didn’t give her a reason to. And this woman is Vanya Sano, Mikey’s wife. She doesn’t need your permission to see him.”

Izumi’s face instantly flushed deep red out of embarrassment. She let out an audible gasp and looked back at Annie like she was some mythical creature.

“B-but…she’s not allowed here!”

That was true. Annie was never to set foot in Bonten. That was something she promised Mikey the day they decided to tie the knot. Something about him claiming that he’d sleep better knowing that his wife was at a safe distance from his terrible workplace. But that was then, this is now.

“You’re not allowed to point your guns at the boss’s wife, but here we are. Looks like we all do things we shouldn’t.” Kakucho said, peeling the burdensome woman off his arm. He wanted to shift his attention to Annie, she was far more important at the moment. However, she beat him to it.

“Hitto-kun, I wish to speak with Mikey.”

Kakucho was kind enough to personally escort Annie to Mikey’s office, even after all the opposition put in by Izumi. Currently, in an elevator, both of them stood in silence. The elevator ride was not awkward, not for Annie. Not when she was too busy being numb.

“Everything alright Annie?”

“No.”

“Is…is it because we’re moving to Yokohama?”

“…perhaps.”

Sanzu knew he screwed up when he saw his beloved Red waltz into Mikey’s office, sword in hand and Kaku-chan in tow. He should’ve never had that conversation with her, should’ve never explained things further than he was ordered to, he should’ve never called her in the first place. Damn it all, why must women be so difficult?

One look at Annie, and Ran slowly backed away, till he stood at Kakucho’s side. Kakucho was one of the very few people who had faced Annie’s blade and survived, if anywhere was safe it was by his side. No offence, but Mikey was going to have to deal with this on his own, he brought it upon himself anyway.

If Mikey was surprised, he didn’t show it. However, he got up from his seat and stood in front of his desk, keeping Annie at an arm’s length. His static eyes flickered between his wife and her sheathed blade.

“You’re not supposed to be here Ann.”

“I’m well aware of the vow I made. Hearing it from other people is very annoying.”

“You should go home.”

“Why didn’t you tell me about it?”

The years had changed them both. She was no longer taller than the boy she met in an old abandoned parking lot. Mikey had grown taller and a lot stronger, so had she, but in terms of physical prowess, Mikey had long surpassed even the most seasoned of veterans. She was well aware, that if a full-on fight broke out between them, it would only end with the other’s death. That’s probably why her hands gave in to the slightest tremble.

In all these years Annie had never raised her katana against him, not even once. That’s probably why she did not want to raise her blade against Mikey now; she was not ready for that yet. She silently hoped Mikey would just answer her question for once in his life. But no, fate seemed to have other things in store for her.

“I want you to go home Ann.”, he sighed.

“And I want you to answer my question, Mikey.”

Annie refused to back down. She had been compromising for far too long and it got her nowhere. Today she will have it her way. Mikey noticed it too, the silent storm brewing in her eyes. He sighed again. This time he spoke to Sanzu instead.

“Sanzu, escort Annie home.”

Then the unthinkable happened. Finally pushed and poked into a corner, Annie snapped. In a matter of seconds, she had managed to push down Mikey onto his desk, putting all her weight on one leg and pinning down his hips, she used her sheath to pin down both his hands above his head; her katana drawn and pressed hard against his neck, even made a little scratch and blood oozed out, dripping down to his desk.

Ran and Kakucho were too slow to stop her. Annie was out of their reach in seconds. Sanzu however, was just quick enough to press his gun against the back of her head. His hands shook too, weapons were strictly forbidden in Annie's presence, Mikey always made sure of it. But what was he supposed to do? She looked like she was going to spilt Mikey’s carotid arteries any minute. If Mikey died, Annie was dying right along with him.

“Am I invisible to you? Or are you just blind?”

Hunched over his bigger form, Mikey saw Annie cry for the very first time. How long had he known her? Nine years? Ten years? He had seen various sides of her but he had never seen her cry, not in front of him at least. So why was she crying now? Her hot, salty tears dripped down to his face and streamed down his cheeks like her tears also were his.

“Sanzu, lower your gun.”

“Bu-”

“Now!”

Begrudgingly, Sanzu lowered his gun. However, he hovered around close, in case the situation got worse. Ran and Kakucho couldn’t do much other than stand there with bated breath; afraid that even breathing too loud would set Annie off.

“Annie, calm down. If you let me-”

“I’m perfectly calm Mikey. Just because you’ve never seen me cry, doesn’t mean I never have.”

So it had finally come down to this. Ten years’ worth of memories and emotions were finally coming to an end. Maybe the grass is greener on the other side; maybe the other side would be a tranquil meadow with a warm summer breeze, lulling her into a gentle slumber, something she had never experienced on this side. Maybe she will finally be free; or maybe not. She won’t know till she tries.

“Annie, just listen-”

“No Mikey. I’m done listening. I want a divorce.”

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thelaundrybitch · 2 years

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Little Blue Hearts Update - Chapter 23

Happy Tuesday Turtle Doves!

I hope you are all doing well!

This week's chapter is a bit of a filler, but it's necessary. Plus I think we need a little fun after last week 👀😂😘

I hope you all enjoy!

18+ content - for mature audiences only!

Reblogs only, please!

Little Blue Hearts cover art by the lovely @leosgirl82

Caught

~Michelangelo~

It's pretty late - a little after midnight.

The ladies talked forever on chat. They also decided they needed to have a drink together.

Which turned into drinks…

Which turned into their entire boxes of wine.

They were absolutely adorable, though.

They talked about all their good ol' times and had a few emotional moments. *Nana* came up a lot.

Liv told Ashley she couldn't wait to come and visit, and Ashley told her she needs to visit soon.

There were smiles and laughter. There was an overwhelming number of proclamations of love and 'I miss you's'.

But my personal favorite was the phenomenal amount of explicit language that would make even a sailor blush. Pretty sure they set a new record for how many times 'fuck' could be said in one sitting.

They are 100% BFFLs.

It was actually really nice to see Ashley relaxed, and in her element; and I thought it was great getting a sample of raw, unadulterated Liv.

She's a fucking riot.

Sass and sarcasm to the stars and back, wit that will definitely put Donnie to shame, and Dad jokes for days.

An absolute hero on the comedian front. Raph's gonna love her.

Ashley was amazing, too! You know, per usual... But seriously, she totally improvved.

She could tell my brother wanted to get another look at Liv, so she brought her phone to the roof so Liv could *get a view of the city at night*. My baby girl flipped her phone camera to share the view with Liv and gave it to Lovesick Leo so he had a chance to ogle some more.

His eyes were so glued to the phone screen that I had to remind him to blink.

And breathe! It's like his brain just stopped functioning while he watched her.

In all honesty, though, I'm really glad we gave Leo his moment to come undone before meeting her. It would've been a total disaster if he had waited for the in-person meeting.

Although, it would've been completely hilarious to see Mr cool, calm, and collected lose his shit in front of a woman. I couldn't do that to him, though. He deserves better.

We are currently on our way back to the lair- me, Ashley, and Leo. And I'm positive that Leo has lost his ever-loving mind. He is on cloud-fucking-nine. Seriously, I've never seen my brother like this. He's bouncing back and forth between talking a mile a minute, to staring off into the abyss like a fricken space cadet - complete with that goony-goo-goo expression.

You know the one.

Cartoon characters get it when an anvil gets dropped on their head.

And Ashley thinks it's hilarious. She's really thrilled that he's reeling about Liv. She said Liv is gonna lose her shit when she meets Leo, too. Apparently, Liv has had a hardcore crush, and the hots like no one's business, for Leo for a long-assed time. Like, since high school. Which I'm still trying to wrap my head around.

He is one lucky bastard - and he doesn't even know it.

I've been sworn to secrecy about it, though. Otherwise, I was told I won't get my "midnight snack" for a loooong time - if you know what I mean. So, Leo will definitely stay in the dark about this, because Mikey likey his nightly Ashley snackie.

Anyway, I've been trying to snap Leo out of his love-drunk stupor, because Donnie's gonna know exactly what happened, and I'm not sure I wanna be part of World War III.

"Oh, hey guys!" Comes Donnie's voice as we reach the opening of the lair.

Shit.

"Hey, bro!" I say, trying to act as casual as possible, probably failing miserably.

"How was your live chat with Liv?" He asks Ashley.

Both Leo and I freeze, our eyes wide, turning to Ashley simultaneously, and looking guilty as fuck.

"Great! It was so amazing to see her and hear her voice! Gosh, I really can't wait for her to get here!" She gushes.

Leo looks at me, horrified, giving me the WTF look. I give him a quick shrug with my eyebrow ridge and we both turn back to look at Donnie.

Donnie is still completely engrossed in conversation with Ashley, "Well, I was thinking that since my research and security monitoring has gone so well for the last few months, why don't we start planning for her to come sometime in October? That gives us a couple of months to get everything in order down here," he says. "It also gives you some time to start talking to her on a regular basis again, so it won't seem so out of the ordinary when you ask her to visit you."

Ashley squeals and jumps into Donnie's arms for an overly excited hug. "Thank you so much, Don. I really appreciate the work you put in to help me get her here," she whispers, stepping back and giving him a heartfelt smile.

"I gotta know, though," Donnie says with a kind smile, "What did she send you? That box was hella heavy when I put it into your apartment for you earlier today after it had been delivered. The poor mail carrier!" he teases.

"Oh yeah! Sorry!" She giggles. It was a bunch of things from our childhood. Some pictures. A couple of books and artwork. Things that have sentimental value to both of us," Ashley tells him. "Liv said she knows how hard it is being alone, because she's lonely too - so she sent me a love package," she says, looking at the box lovingly, then looking up to give Donnie a small, sad smile.

"That's really great of her," he says. "How does she seem to be doing? She's lonely?" He asks.

Well, she puts up a brave front and was honestly happy to see me open my package, but I could see the sadness. Her eyes speak volumes if you watch her closely," she says, her pretty smile quickly turning into a frown.

"She was totally cool by the end of the conversation though! After tonight's shenanigans with Ash, here!" I pipe in, hoping to get a smile back on Ashley's face.

"Well that's good," he says. "I'm glad that all of you had a fun night. With Liv. Together." He says, his voice sounding a bit annoyed.

"Yep, we had a few drinks, some pizza, and lots of laughs," I say, recognizing the passive-aggressive change in my brother's words. I knew I needed to take the focus off my girlfriend, and get her out of there, now. I put my arm around Ashley and slipped her by Donnie, giving her eyes to go to the bedroom to escape the inevitable showdown.

After she's passed Donnie, she runs on her tiptoes to the safety of our bedroom hall, and I turn back around to face my older brothers.

"Well that's good to hear," he says, as he looks Leo dead in the eyes...

And three

Two

One

Leo shifts uncomfortably under Donnie's death glare.

"Did you have a nice night Leo?" He asks.

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