Hey So How Do You Think Rottmnt Leo, Raph And Donnie Would Deal With A S/o Who Sometimes Gives Their

DUDE, I JUST ARRIVED AT MY LITTLE COUSIN'S 9TH BIRTHDAY PARTY AND IT IS FRIDAY NIGHT FUNKIN' THEME--

I'M CRYING--

AND MY AUNT IS ASKING WHY ONE OF THE CHARACTERS IS HOLDING A GUN---

committing crimes <3

Hey you,sweet adorable, cabbage rottmnt fan.

Have you ever wanted to just share your oc or just yourrself in a relationship with your favorite comfort character, but oH NO!

A GANG OF A TOXIC SHIP IS INVADING AND DESTROYING YOUR MOTIVATION TO MAKE MORE OF YOUR CONTENT! WHAT SHALL YOU EVER DO WITH YOUR TALENT?!

FRET NO MORE PRECIOUS BEAN! I've got a VERY COWABUNGA and BOOYAKASHA offer for YOU🫵

I've 90% completed a discord server for people who just want to share their tmnt ocs or y/n art with the turtle gang (mainly the rise generation) since it breaks my heart ever time a person has to be an ass about rejecting or shaming individuals for drawing their ocs or y/n with the turtles, for whatever dumbass reason.

In this server, I welcome everyone, but kindly ask that adults post their stuff in the nsfw rooms, where minors can not see them for everyone's safety. If possible, there will be events for whatever me and my staff have decided for the month (the deadlines will always be flexible depending on the person's schedule to finish their entry). Some contests can even be held by a member wanting to do a "Draw This In Your Style." Just ask for permission from the staff and myself included.

The incompleted part is mainly the chatrooms for the adult audience, but they will be completed as soon as I can work on them as of date. The current mod team is the lovely @mrabubu and it means a lot despite only having one mod for this server.

If you are interested in joining this server, please send a message, and my inbox is open for any asks.

This was tagged as butch bait, so I presume this is a jest post and I decided not to reblog directly from the original poster because of this. However butches and gender nonconforming women almost NEVER get shown as old in media, and our beautiful middle aged (and older!) butches never get to the public eye!

There is a future for butch and gnc women. We can grow old and be ourselves, without changing a thing. So I present to you pictures of older butch and gnc women!

Karaoke nights at resistance's base be like:

how to be a dog

hozier - it will come back / the monkey man (2024) / the stooges - i wanna be your dog / valeria tentoni - yo me saco esto que traigo (tr. james a. surges) / phoebe bridgers - moon song / @tapeworrmart / natalie wee - least of all / sir edwin henry landseer - the faithful hound / andrew kane - how to be a dog / @thegirlhoodtheory

Can we get some head canons of how the rise boys react to the reader getting hurt after the events of the movie? Definitely sprinkling some angst and fluff in there

Solace With You

author’s note: so i started this and my phone glitched after i had raph’s done and most of leo’s super sad it didn’t save D:

so i know this kind of deviated from what you really asked for, idk why but i couldn’t stop myself when it came to raph and leo, they had been through so much in the movie that I made it more about their sufferings and reader doing their best to comfort >.< please let me know what you think! i hope, dear anon, that this is still acceptable

i did get two out of the four though! maybe i can make a part two to get the flip side of leo & raph’s reactions… thoughts? anyways enjoy ~~~~

warnings: mentions of 2022 movie scenes, spoiler alert, violence, angst, fluff, established relationships, hurt to comfort

Raphael

you knew something was wrong when a whole day went by without even a message from raph, the two of you had a strict rule when it came to worrying about the other

you had went off to college that year, and it had made you busy and the communication wasn’t always there, raph kept busy too with hero duties

but when you had a paper due suddenly, forcing you to spend hours researching and more writing, you had passed out without a second thought forgetting about the rule

at the 24 hour mark, Raph asked Donnie to borrow the turtle tank, he needed to make sure you were okay. it wasn’t like you to not reply, even though Donnie confirmed you were in your apartment it still didn’t deter Raph’s worry

“Please be okay,” Raph said to himself as he rang the doorbell, once, twice, he was impatient and started to bang on the door with his fist. You had slumped out of bed, jarring the door open with red bleary eyes

“Raphael?” you croaked as you rubbed your eyes in disbelief. was it night?? how was he here?! He immediately engulfed you into a hug, pulling you up into his arms as his worry and stress slipped away. the relief he felt just to know that you were okay, nothing had happened

When he explained why he was here and told you how worried he had been you apologized profusely and cried your eyes out in the crook of his neck. You promised you wouldn’t let it happen again as he patted your back and carried you to your bedroom.

The rest of the night had been in each others arms and it had been 6 months later until you had finally felt what he had went through

“Please,” you cried into your phone, “if anyone can just let me know if you guys are okay-“ you broke off the sentence not being able to continue with so much emotion. By the second day, the news already covered that the kraang, an alien race had taken over New York City

You didn’t care that alien mutant monsters were roaming the streets, you got in your car and headed to the sewers, you couldn’t just sit by unknowing, you needed answers, you needed Raph.

When the streets were filled with unmoving cars, you walked seven miles to reach the lair. But the second home that it had become looked foreign, it had been ransacked and red and green goop stained the walls and floor. You sank to your knees, not knowing what to think, only feeling crushed with despair

*Ding!* ‘don’t worry we have a plan’ Donnie’s text had been fleeting but it was all you needed to hold onto hope, you didn’t receive another message til the fight was won

the aftermath had been hard for everyone, raph came out with some areas of his brain damaged at what he guessed was from the kraang’s intrusion on his mind and the forced mutation to become part kraang, he also had issues with his eyes (particularly his right retina)

the two of you had slept together for two straight weeks, Raph felt like he hadn’t done enough to protect his brothers, to be a better leader, he was so hard on himself for having fought with Leo, then almost losing him

“No Raph please, don’t beat yourself up over this, you did as much as you could, all of you did” you were laying together and you had your arms around his neck pulling his face to yours. “Y/n,” his voice broke “I just don’t know if we can come back from this,” he sounded so scared.

“You can Raph, we all will, it will take time but we can take it one step at a time, together,” you whispered soothing words to him as his tense body finally relaxed, you kissed his forehead, then his nose, and then finally to his lips

He met yours desperately, pouring out his emotion, Raph was so thankful that you were there, that you were here in his bed, in his arms, safe

Leonardo

you knew that the weight Leo returned with was heavy, he was physically and mentally in pain, even when he slept he couldn’t get away from what had happened, what the kraang had put him through

he thought the entire thing was his fault, he felt so incredibly guilty and it had pushed him to give his all, in the prison dimension a part of him felt like he deserved it, that this was a small price to pay for his brother’s safety, as long as they were okay

Donnie had immediately put Leo on bed rest for a couple of weeks, he needed the most time to heal, you were there through it all, when the nightmares came you were there to wake him, to hold him, to tell him that he was okay, he was with everyone and he had saved them all

So most nights it was the two of you together, but there had been moments when the brothers had asked for time, and you hadn’t woken any of them up if you found them sleeping peacefully together

Leo liked to joke about how he had everyone wrapped around his three fingers, holding up his cast laughing when he was waited on all of you by hand and foot, “it’s always been that way Leo,” you teased smiling at him

“Who knew that this is what it would take to get you guys to bend to my every wish” he snickered looking mischievous, you shook your head lovingly.

“Tell me..” he said reaching for one of your hands and you immediately scooted in closer, you had been sitting on a chair at his bedside “do you think you could love me even though I’ll only have one arm?” it was said jokingly but you could tell it had a deeper meaning

do you love me even after all of my mistakes?

“I wouldn’t have it any other way Leo,” you squeezed his hand gently “I love you so much, and besides” you laughed through the tears as they slipped down your cheeks “I’m sure Don will hook you up with some awesome prosthetic!”

Leo sniffed, holding back his own tears, he had cried too much already. He nodded until he was sure his voice was steady, “touché, that brother of mine will hook me up big time”

Donatello

As soon as he was given a brief moment to recollect, when they had been planning on Raph’s rescue or in his escape pods, he took those moments to text you, to look at your location

It made it that much harder for you to keep Donnie unaware of your situation, because you knew he was fighting for the whole world, for his brothers, and if he had any idea of your reality during the kraang attack, he wouldn’t have had his mind in the fights

It would’ve been on you, worrying even more than he already was, thinking that you were at least okay, maybe scared, but Donnie thought most of the enemy had surrounded him and his brothers

He hadn’t had much time to think about all the human alien mutants being controlled by the kraang. Nor the warfare that would destroy New York City to its core

You had been on your rooftop, it hadn’t been the safest thing to do but you had to see, the sky turning ugly as it was invaded by kraang ships or weapons, you hadn’t known at the moment so all you could do was guess

When you heard the screams you decided it wasn’t safe enough to keep risking your life out on the roof for the off chance to catch a glimpse of the turtle you loved so dearly, but as you took the stairs back down into your complex the ground started to shake

“Oh god,” you said holding onto the sides of the railing, forcing yourself to keep going, you wouldn’t fall down in fear. When you reached your door it felt like a full on earthquake, and that’s when all hell broke loose.

Inside your apartment you had thought you would be safe but as the ground split and rose in different places, your place was so jostled that the fridge fell clean over, you had been in the wrong place at the wrong time and even as you jumped to try and get out of the way, it landed. On your legs.

You had screamed in pain, crying for help for hours as you tried reaching for the phone that had been in your hand the entire time, except for when u fell, it had crashed down to the floor just out of reach as you were squished in place. No matter of pulling got you any closer, and when you dared to try and move, it only caused more pain.

“This is so pathetic!” You banged your fist into the wooden floor as you saw your phone flash with a light of a notification. Donnie checking in, then again, until he couldn’t do so anymore until the fighting was over.

When Donnie finally got to your place he was yelling. “Y/N!” You heard from the stairwell, “DONNIE,” you wailed out in agony, the tears that had dried up in your eyes as you tried to concentrate, telling yourself that Donnie would come, started flowing uncontrollably.

Mere seconds was all it took for Donnie to heave the fridge off of you, pure adrenaline pumping through his veins. “Oh no no no,” he said in terror as he saw the bruises. “I’m so sorry Y/n” he bent down trying to be gentle as he picked you up.

You needed medical attention immediately and he couldn’t do anything here in your trashed apartment. You tried to bite down on your lips, holding in a strangled scream as he lifted you from the ground. “I’m here, I’m sorry” he apologized again and again

“You’ll be okay Y/n, don’t worry I’ll take care of you, I promise, oh why!” It was like every time he tried to reassure you he would look down at yours legs and have his whole train of thought crushed. When the pain killers kicked in and you could think other thoughts you told him, “Donnie, listen to me, this isn’t your fault. You were quite busy saving the world..” your hand limply reached out to his

He grabbed it, “I don’t want to live in a world where you aren’t in it Y/n” he said fiercely. You didn’t think it had been that close of a call to death, but Donnie wasn’t hearing any of it. You didn’t say any more as you slipped into unconsciousness.

You needed a wheelchair for a long time after that and it had been hard adjusting, but Donnie had been there through everything. He had built you not one but two wheelchairs and was working on two more. “Don, do you really think I need a jet pack wheel chair?”

He sheepishly looked down at his blueprints. Pushing his bandana off of his face as he shrugged. “I don’t know what else to build, plus it wouldn’t hurt, what if you need a quick get away, or I don’t know just wanna fly in general..”

“Would you fly with me?” You asked quietly, a soft smile on your face. He nodded, “of course, it’ll be a date!” You smiled, “we’ll be like jasmine and aladdin, magic carpet ride!” you giggled and he melted at the sound. He would build you anything at all just to hear that sound again.

Michelangelo

It had been a long 8 months after the kraang were defeated. You knew that Mikey was great at being optimistic, and sometimes he had told you how even through the toughest moments in their battle he had never given up.

Mikey had faith in his brothers, they always knew what to do. But the cost that his brothers had to pay had somewhat changed him, even if most didn’t notice it. He himself hardly thought of it.

The dark thoughts only came when someone was hurt. It reflooded him with the emotions of seeing Raph turned into something against his will, then Donnie sticking his shell out for him again and again, and Leo… it had been what pushed Mikey to do the impossible

So after 8 months of it all, watching his brothers recover and things go back to somewhat normal, he hadn’t expected a call from you to bring him back into those dark days. “Mikey- agh,” your voice was serious and sounded strained through the phone.

“Y/n?? What is it?? What’s wrong?” Mikey started to panic. Getting up from his seat in the living room, already heading for the sewer manhole. “I’m hurt Mike, I cut myself by accident real bad”

He talked you through keeping pressure on the wound. Try to stop the bleeding as much as possible and keep it raised, he had become very interested in basic first aid kit knowledge after the kraang. Even though he wasn’t a full on medic he knew the groundwork, he even could stitch someone up.

You had needed four stitches and Mikey had done them all, he was very careful and precise, the hands of an artist. “Sorry,” he would say in concentration as you winced. He had gone quiet as he finished bandaging you up. “Mikey? Are you okay?” You asked when he came back from getting you a glass of water.

“I just don’t want to see anyone hurt anymore…” he sighed as he came over to you and pulled you close, careful around your wound. You nodded knowing who he all meant, “you’ve got magic hands my love” you told him giving him a loving smile as he pulled back slightly

“I’ve been told that a couple times,” he couldn’t help but let out a laugh, thinking of Casey and his brothers. “I can’t promise that accidents won’t happen Mikey, but I do promise that I’m never leaving you ever.” You poured out your heart wanting him to know how you felt.

“Yeah, there’s no place you can go that I can’t follow,” he winked, letting his hands flare up and leave a sparkly orange dust in its trail all the way to where he booped your nose. “Wouldn’t have it any other way!” You said as he moved his hand to cup your cheek and the two of you kissed.

Hello my lovelies! Just a quick little PSA in regards to something that happened to @yanteetle.

If you're going to steal work, at least give credit. Reposting work is already awful enough, but doing so w/out credit? I know this most likely wasn't y'all, but this is just a warning for everyone.

Yesterday, Yanteetle discovered some of her work had been posted on YouTube, Tiktok, and Wattpad. On YouTube(the main focus of this), two were edits, and one was voice acting. Both of these videos relied heavily on her work, and two of them got up to ten thousand views, with the other amassing one thousand two hundred views. That is twenty-one thousand views, or people, seeing her work and enjoying it, all without knowing who it's from in the first place.

One of the videos even had hundreds of comments asking who the artist was, and the only thing they(the poster) gave as a response was that it was "on Tumblr".

This person knows the art isn't theirs, knows where they got it from and how to find it, yet still never once credited Teets for her artwork. I don't know what goes through their brain when you do that, or how they can care so little for the original artist, but never do this.

The second instance I'm most mad about is the third video(the voice acting). This one was just someone going through and voice every artwork Teets made, and the title of the video makes it seem like their claiming it to be their own AU(When I first saw that, I assumed they were just going to base an AU off of her work, but NOPE! It's just them voice dubbing her comics.)

I checked the description, hoping they would add something there. NOPE. Even in the comments, only one person asked and they never responded. I DID however find a people who were:

Encouraging them to make more(which would mean more misuse and stealing of Teets or others work)

Telling them they were going to make videos based off this video, which means more spreading of it because they all promised to credit the thief

Praising 'their' work and their voice, which is directly showing them they can get away with what they're doing(not really to the fault of the commenters, but I digress)

Call me overbearing or crazy, but this does not sit will with me in the slightest. Yanteetle never had to post. She never had to take requests. She never had to put as much effort into her work as she does, yet everyone takes it for granted, and people take her work.

Some of you may be thinking "Oh, but didn't Teets say you could repost her work?"

And to that I hit you on the head because her full clause on usage of her work is "Disclaimer: reposting is fine as long as proper credit is given, but tracing and claiming it as your own will not be tolerated."

In my opinion, every single one of these are taking Teets work as their own. Until you give her name, there is no other belief people can have other than the assumption you made it yourself. Humans find patterns and assume things on default, this isn't on the shoulders of the consumers. I already have my own opinions about her reposting disclaimer(which I've kind of discussed with her, but it's her choice), but even if it were stricter, I can guarantee you this still would've happened.

Taking work without credit is not a cool thing to do, and will earn you a lot of hate and problems you probably don't want to deal with. I personally go through every account that follows and likes my stuff because I want to see who's interacting with me. Do I think any of y'all would do this? No, not really. But you are the only audience I have. Do not take work from others, and especially don't do it without permission and credit.

If anyone has a similar problem and needs someone to speak up for them, just hit me up and I'll try my best.

Thank you for listening and have a good day.

Everyone is after that chainsaw heart!

As another nervous writer, I shall give ya a prompt. -yeets prompt- Could ya write something with the main 3 reacting to the reader showing up after a mission on day with a cat? I think that’d be neat! Have a nice day!!

Thank you so much, have a great day too! That was nice to get out a little of the comfort zone(I'm not really used to writing fluff or cute things in general and for this one I challenged myself to write it entirely in English, without first writing in my native language and then translating it).

Main 3 headcanons with (y/n) bringing a cat after a mission.

■ It all started when you went to get some supplies, not to much happened but when you got back in your vehicle, you heard a meow.

■ You went behind the convertible and spotted a little cat, that immediately started to rub against you and purr. You almost couldn't contain yourself from such cuteness and began to pet it, not even noticing that you've been playing with them for more time than should.

■ Realizing that it was more than time to go and that they looked ravenous, you decided to take them with you. When you arrived, Deimos was the first one you encountered, he was laying on the sofa waking up from a nap and was about to ask why you took so long, when he looked at your arms where the cat was cuddle up.

■ They just jumped off from your arms and went directly to Hank, who was sitting on an armchair, just making themselves comfortable in his lap. You and Deimos slightly began to panic, but soon relaxed when realized he liked them and even started to pet them.

■ Sanford entered in the room a few minutes later and when saw the cat, his first instinct was to caress them, but it looked like they didn't enjoy the way he did because he got scratched and hissed at. Which resulted a good laugh from you and Deimos, even a little grin from Hank, that went unseen because of his mask.

■ Even if someone there didn't want the feline that doesn't matter. Hank wants the cat, so he's going to have the cat. He was planning to name it "motherfucker", but you didn't let it, instead deciding to name the cat Mars.

■ You are the one who needs to feed Mars and do those things, Sanford doesn't want to be attacked again, Hank just doesn't know how to do it correctly and Deimos tried to feed them some snacks once ("Deimos, you can't feed Mars that stuff!" "There's no way this will make 'em ill." "YES, THERE IS"), but he's willing to help you to bath them, that is really needed, because Mars puts up a fight and sometimes escapes, which ends up soaking the entire base's floor.

■ They steal and hide everything, from the Hank's goggles to Sanford's hook, they even destroyed Deimos' socks and proudly returned the rag when he was looking for them. Once while you were trying to make yourself some chocolate milk and was distracted, they stuck their head in the cup of milk, drank and spilled it all over table it was on.

■ The best thing that happened was Sanford and Mars made up after he rescued them when they got stuck on the lighting, and nobody knows how Mars got up there in first place, but is grateful for that.

■ The worst thing that happened was when Hank asked you where you found them, and you showed him. He asked it because he knows that where there's one, there are more. Suddenly, one day to another, Hank appeared with more 20 cats.

■ They are too many.

■ Send help.