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It's like I blinked and "Haha I'm going to kill myself" became a funny joke to make again, or an alright thing to say ironically. You guys stop that. You'll feel better for not saying it, I promise.
#this is also a psa to please not put that in tags for my art#i LOVE the gushing and the “oh my god my heart is in a blender i am laying down on the floor crying sobbing screaming” stuff!#just not the kms stuff. it took me a while to unlearn that habit and some of you guys need to do the same#it's so much funnier to say stuff like IM GONNA EAT A WHOLE GIRAFFE#or other such hyperbole#i promise#mango talks
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We have exactly a fortnight to go through the five stages of heartbreak before THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT arrives. 💔 Thankfully, Taylor and Apple Music made these playlists to prepare us.
Press play and let us know what stage you’re in. 🥲
#Taylor Swift#The Tortured Poets Department#TS TTPD#I Love You It's Ruining My Life#You Don't Get To Tell Me About Sad#Am I Allowed To Cry?#Old Habits Die Screaming#I Can Do It With A Broken Heart#Apple Music#5 Stages of Heartbreak#Playlists
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Heartbeat
[image description: A grayscale Trigun comic featuring Vash and Wolfwood.
Against a black background, child Vash floats in Ship 5, curled up and with his thumb pressed to his mouth. Heartbeat noises sound around him, and he looks at peace. The background shifts to white and shows adult Vash, sitting shirtless with his knees pulled up to his chest. The heartbeat sound continues only to be interrupted by knocking. Wolfwood, from outside the bathroom, asks, "Hey blondie! You fell asleep in there?"
The scene expands to reveal Vash sitting curled up in the bathtub, shower spraying on the back of his head. His clothes are left aimlessly on the bathroom counter and floor. From outside the bathroom, Wolfwood, shrugging of his jacket, continues, "… The sand steamer leaves at dawn tomorrow so don't take all night. I'm not waking you up gently if you're late." Vash's eyes continue to look downward, glazed and unfocused. Step sound effects and a yawn sound from outside the bathroom before Wolfwood says, "'m going to bed…". In the tub, Vash sits curled up against a dark background, before eventually lifting his head and unfurling himself as the background grows lighter.
He twists around to turn off the shower and then looks at the floor, going, "Ah." He sits, thinking, before calling out "Wolfwood?". A sleepy Wolfwood replies, "…yeah?" from offscreen. "I forgot my towel!" Vash exclaims. "Ugh, look under your change of clothes… Knew you'd forget so I left it there…" a grouchy Wolfwood replies. "Gee, thanks!" Vash replies, a cartoony doodle of him saying "so reliable!".
Vash, shirtless but with sleep pants on, opens the door, towel draped over his head, to see Wolfwood, reclining on the bed. Wolfwood's smoking and holding his rosary, lit by the light from the bathroom. Vash climbs into bed next to him, towel still around his shoulders, and rests his head on Wolfwood's chest. His eyes close and then open to see Wolfwood watching him. Vash exclaims, "Oh! It's speeding up!, and Wolfwood bonks him on the head before saying, "Get on here since ya wanna be so up close 'n personal!". The two tussle briefly and Vash laughs before Wolfwood tucks the blanket around them. Wolfwood continues to smoke as Vash curls up against his chest and listens to his heartbeat, the background turning black once again as he smiles, content. /end id]
#trigun#trimax#vash the stampede#nicholas d. wolfwood#vash centric#my art#image described#vash finding comfort in regular and rythmic sounds#vash missing the quietness of the zero-g room and never being able to truly find that same safe space again#at it again with the heart-themed vash comics#its gonna happen again#from the manga we already know vash's little habit of curling in on himself#so i thought i'd give my own little idea to that concept#also sleepy woowoo with his rosary🫶🫶#<- very important to me#i think he'd use it out of habit to occupy his mind rather than for any religious reasons#thank you sm gnomebud for the ID!!#raepliica_art
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Hey sorry, if the ideas for oumasai art are still welcomed...Art of Shuichi giving Ouma tge Hammock?
Since you've mentioned it in your tags a couple of times!
ofc tysm for the ask!! i will always be up for drawing more silly gay people
also sorry its kinda crappy i sketched it out at like 11pm and icba to fix the anatomy and whatever! theyre still cuties though
#this is not the ingame text but it is in my heart#i randomly picked up a habit recently of saying awesomesauce so im projecting it onto kokichi#saiouma#drv3#my art#silly gay people#drv3 free time events#beige background bc it was the colour of the paper i originally drew it on and i was like sure this looks cute#im still gonna be drawing the other asks im just not doing them in order#just wherever the autism takes me
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my headcanon for how the touden's parents find out that their estranged children are now royalty: falin makes a visit because kabru warned her some unsavory people might try to use them to gain advantage over their golden kingdom
i made kaka and kiki part of her entourage where everyone in the castle is well aware that theyre spies for kahka brud but the king's inner circle trust them because they know they prioritize grandpa tansu's wishes first and foremost and tansu wishes for the current monarch to be in charge because he despises the idea of controlling another kingdom like a puppet. it's too much of an elvhen method for his taste <-racist bias
ko-fi me
#dungeon meshi#falin touden#kaka floke#kiki floke#mr. touden#yarra makes comics#yarra draws stuff#dunmeshi spoilers#dunmeshi politics is near and dear to my heart#i should get into the habit of linking kofi in my art#A Throne of Glutes and Gluten
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Look Mihawk’s eyes definitely glow in the dark and this fact definitely threw Shanks of the first time he learned it which coincidently was during their *coughs* first time. But it’s kind of hot and he’s grown used to it now……mostly.
Because you know Mihawk is definetly the type of dude to never turn on a light ever and with his propensity for staring unblinkingly and his half hazard middle of the night sleeping habits. It’s a bit of a bit of a problem .
the years Shanks has lost of his life waking up to a floating pair of shimmering golden and ringed eyes staring at him in complete darkness he will never gain back and are best not talked out.
Also imagine if Mihawk is prone to midnight snacking (making up for all the food he doesn’t eat during the day to maintain his vampiric reputation) so many a red haired pirate have woken the ship with Shrieks having stumbled into the very dark kitchen to see a pair of otherworldly eyes completely demolishing a plate of leftovers or an entire charcuterie board staring right into their soul.
Ben and Yasopp have almost shot him multiple times(with only one of those times being on purpose) Many a crew member has solicited Shanks to get his boyfriend exorcised and the ship cleansed. In 2 years the closest Zoro ever came to cutting Mihawk was while blindly flailing his swords around in the dark trying to fend of the kitchen demon that besieged him during his midnight beer run. This will happen every night, they never talk about it. Zoro never figures out it’s Mihawk and is pretty sure the Kitchen is haunted. Won’t keep him from his midnight protein shake (he is no longer allowed beer)
Perona is the only person who is even slightly normal about this (she lived on thriller bark floating pair of eyes in the dark is child’s play) she just switches on the very bright white kitchen lights, effectively blinding Mihawk and leaving his terrible posture and he use of his precious kogatana to eat meatballs exposed to the light. She gets a cup of water turns off the light and leaves. The next day Mihawk buys her a new dress they never speak of this again.
#Mihawk just very *girl dinner* vibes#like he can cook his fancy meals with their fancy wine pairings but we all know he’s a scavenger and grazer at heart#sorry just nobody whose favorite food is wine has normal eating habits#also Mihawk naps so much I’d be suprised if he sleeps through the night#he probably treats sleep like a slightly prolonged nap. goes to bed promptly at 10 off to scare unsuspecting pirates into heart attacks at#Shanks again thinks this adorable. his crew is starting to realize that he is a freak#disordered eating mention#disordered eating in tags#throwing thoughts to the void#dracule mihawk#one piece#hawkeye mihawk#mishanks#akagami no shanks#shanks#goth family#one piece goth family#goth fam#Perona#roronoa zoro#red haired pirates#red haired shanks#akataka#benn beckman#op#one piece headcanons#mihawk x shanks
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Sorry for the spam (^o^;) I just really like your blog
no need to apologize ayy!
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headin into homestuck 2024 :^)
#was debating if sollux truly was lurker type but then i rmbr'd him quietly reading all of karkat's memos for a good laugh HAHAHAHAAH#ask#aleemie#homestuck#karkat vantas#sollux captor#solkat#2024#vioart#but o. regarding the etiquette learned frm other socmed#spamming here is safe+good! it does not harm the op by shadowbanning like instagram#and its not 💀 like twitter where ur likes/following are permanently set to public#ur tumblr experience is within ur control it can be as free/empty/curated as u want!!#((tho ofc i do encourage rbing for ppl who've been hoping to start that habit!!#s'cool to slowly work ur way up from the extra special posts that hv lingered longest in ur heart and quietly build ur cache trove :-)#for example back when i was struggling to rt on a new twt acc i just started setting nonsense criteria for myself LOL#like “breaking this void is scary holy fuck ok i shall start by rting posts w brownish/reddish clrs bcs its inspo vibes for my art”#and gradually after a while of deliberate sharing i gained more confidence to share a larger variety of posts that make me feel things!!!!#no more training wheels i may be scared but i love loving more!!!!#same goes for engaging w fics too it takes energy to think of how to comment and thats ok‚ do ur best to explore what works for u!!!!#take screenshots of ur fave paragraphs & start annotating in gallery/notes app if that helps!!!!#also tumblr's customizable queue means u can stack posts and bolt hgehehe. my preferred form of existing on the net))
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slow dancing.
a/n: idea popped into my mind and it became this. originally this was gonna include x virus but u know. my mind went blank for him. burying my head in my hands why did the bonus character one get longer than the rest i had to force myself to stop writing it holy hell
premise: it's storming outside, and the radio is playing a soft love song. so, why not dance? that was your thought as you approached your partner, getting their attention by holding your hand out, "dance with me."
includes: jeff the killer, the puppeteer, hobo heart, ticci toby, and zalgo. + a bonus character bc why not.
warnings: not proofread, very vaguely implied kidnapping and stockholm syndrome in jeff's part, blatantly stated kidnapping in zalgo's part, it's just fluff actually, inconsistent length, nsfw elements in the bonus part don't look at me okay
JEFF THE KILLER
"Huh?"
He just sorta stares at you for a moment, confusion evident in his gaze as he stares at your outstretched hand. Honestly, you don't know why he seemed so caught off guard. You two were long past the... ugly beginning of your relationship.
You just shrug at his confusion, casually explaining that since neither of you could go outside due to the weather, you might as well make the most of it. Why you've decides that dancing in the best way to pass time during a storm is beyond him.
He thinks you're weird as hell for this, and he says such to your face, but he's already reaching out and taking your hand, letting you take the lead this once as you pull him close to you. He certainly isn't complaining anymore now that the two of you are pressed together like this.
Jeff can't dance to save his life though, so you'll have to take the lead and guide him through simple steps. It's annoying, having you teach him something, but he likes the way you smile when he sways along with you to the music, so just this once, he decides it's not too bad.
He enjoys himself far more than he's willing to admit, and you don't miss the way his grip on you lingers for a moment too long after the song ends before he pulls away from you, grumbling about how pointless that was before returning to whatever he had been doing before.
THE PUPPETEER
He would glance up from the project he's working on, golden eyes peering up at you as he processes your request. He rarely ever had the radio playing, but the rain made it hard to focus so he had turned it on to drown the storm out. Honestly, he hadn't even noticed you were in the room with him.
He'd raise a brow, part of him wanting to scold you for interrupting his work and asking him to do something for you, but... well, he has been working for hours now with no break, so what harm could this do?
He'll let out a slightly exasperated sigh before standing from his seat and taking your hand. You won't be able to take the lead here, since he already knows how to dance.
You two will sway along to the music, the sound of the storm no longer existing as the two of you get lost in your own little world together. You're comfortably resting your head against his shoulder, quietly humming along to the song while he's closing his eyes and allowing himself to relax even if only for a moment.
The Puppeteer could honestly get lost in the moment here if he lets himself. You'll start to feel strings coiling around you, and you'll glance down to see his signature golden strings lazily latching on to you, almost as if to keep you close to him if you try pulling away.
When the song ends, he'll immediately leave his thoughts and open his eyes, detaching from you and stepping away. The strings don't immediately let go, but he pretended as if they weren't there. You don't need to know just how attached he is to you.
HOBO HEART
He's immediately taking your hand before he even processes your request, just eager to be touching you in some way as he stares at you as if you had personally put all the stars in the night sky. And once he does process your request, he's nodding along.
Heart doesn't care about the storm. He's been out in so many of them in his lifetime that he barely even acknowledges when it rains anymore. But if you wanna dance to keep your mind off the storm, then he's all for it.
He has no idea how to dance, so it's a bit clumsy and his grip on you is definitely a little too tight but you're both having fun, and you can tell he's trying his best to please you.
You'll definitely have to take the lead here.
And at some point, he'd burying his face in either your neck or your hair, softly muttering sweet-nothings to you as the two of you sway together to whatever sappy love song is playing on the radio.
Heart always feels like he's in heaven whenever you're close like this, and he's enjoying this a lot more than he thought he would.
Once the song ends, you'll try to pull away but he's clinging to you, clearly not satisfied enough to let you go. Welp. Looks like you're dancing to another song.
TICCI TOBY
Toby would definitely be the most hesitant to take your hand. He's not good with close contact, and he recoils from physical touch more often than not, even if he knows it's someone he can trust.
But the booming thunder outside is too loud. Too similar to cars crashing together. Too familiar. He needed a distraction, and you were providing him one. It took him a moment, but he was hesitantly reaching out and taking your hand.
He vaguely knows how to dance. He would dance along to upbeat songs with Lyra when he was younger, and when he was really young, he would sway along to some random old 80s song that his mom enjoyed. But slow dancing is not something he's done before, and the close proximity set him on edge a bit.
He's too tense, his grip too tight one moment and too loose the next. Occasionally, a tic would cause the both of you to stumble a bit before regaining balance.
You were patient with him, going at his pace and letting him take the lead as he got comfortable being so close to you. Once his shoulders relaxed and he seemed less tense, you gave him a few pointers that he carefully followed .
Soon enough, the two of you were swaying together to an old love song playing on the radio. He still flinched whenever a particularly loud thing of thunder would roar, but you were able to keep most of his attention focused on you.
The two of you end up swaying together until the storm dies down.
ZALGO
You're not entirely sure what exactly classifies as a storm in this cursed realm you found yourself trapped in, but they were far more scary than the ones back in the mortal world. The sky here literally screamed in agony as a sickly rustic-scented liquid rained from above.
You were lucky enough to have a radio with you to distract you from the raging storm outside. You don't question how it works here, opting to just believe it's some weird Zalgo-esque bullshit.
You were just glad you weren't alone right now, your loving captor having decided to deign you with his presence. You still weren't accustomed to his true form, no one is really, so he had opted to appear in a... acceptably human state.
When a love song started playing through the radio, you had turned it up a bit in hopes of drowning out the storm. The idea of dancing didn't come to your mind immediately, but you could feel Zalgo's many eyes just staring you down from across the room.
With a sigh, you force yourself away from where you had comfortably been sitting and cross the room. You did not miss the way Zalgo's stern expression softened ever so slightly when you held your hand out and asked him to dance with you.
Even in this form, he was much taller than you, so dancing was certainly... odd, and the feeling of his deathly cold skin against yours was not at all pleasant, but you chose to ignore that.
And he was clearly enjoying this for one reason or another. You suppose that was a good thing, and you found yourself enjoying this as well, much to your surprise.
Hm... maybe you'll invite him to dance more often. Maybe.
BONUS: HABIT no i havent finished emh yes i am writing this i need the guy to fuck me stupid seven ways to sunday i am not immune
Habit immediately beams the moment you ask him to dance with you, taking your hand and immediately pulling you close to him. You had to make sure you took the lead immediately, otherwise, who knows what would've happened.
Is he a good dancer? Fuck no. Evan probably is, maybe slightly, but Habit? Nah, it's not his cup of tea. He just likes when you're close to him.
His hands wander a little lower than they should be, resulting in you continuously having to fix them. Whenever you glare at him for that, he just innocently smiles as if he's done nothing wrong.
Though Habit's constant teasing was a bit annoying, you still enjoyed dancing with him, swaying along to the song playing on the radio as the storm raged on outside, adding to the strangely romantic ambiance that seemed to be developing.
It was soft enough that it almost made you forget the amount of carnage he could cause if he so desired, the carnage he has caused. He seemed to be in a rather good mood today, judging from how he isn't verbally teasing you for wanting to dance with him.
You were both content in each other's arms, the song ending and another starting, neither of you ready to pull away from each other just yet. At some point, he had buried his face in your neck, taking deep breaths as if he were trying to burn your scent into his mind.
It was when the third song ended that you finally decided to pull away from him.
The moment you tried doing so, however, his grip on you was tightening and he was letting out a low growl, "Don't move, bunny." And that was enough to cause you to freeze. Not out of fear, though there was certainly an underlying sense of it, but mostly curiosity.
Before you could question him, you felt his bulge pressing into your leg, and Habit was evidently restraining himself from grinding against you, his nails digging into you as he kept you in place. Oh.
Seems like he wanted more from you. Here's to hoping you have the energy to keep up with him this time.
#jeff the killer x reader#jeff the killer x you#the puppeteer x reader#the puppeteer x you#hobo heart x reader#hobo heart x you#ticci toby x reader#ticci toby x you#zalgo x reader#zalgo x you#habit x reader#habit x you#creepypasta x reader#creepypasta x you#emh x reader#emh x you
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In a Week by Hozier ft. Karen Cowley
“The raven is death, obviously. When I die, I want a good tombstone—something right spooky. LT’s got something against the underground, though you’d think that would be just his kind of place. That’s alright. He needs to, he can cremate me. It’s not exactly Catholic, and Mam would turn in her grave, but God is a unicorn and no one is pure anymore, so. What’s all that got to do with me?”
Johnny “Soap” McTavish has a journal. Had. It is his no longer.
Simon “Ghost” Riley had dreams—awful ones, the kind that sank claws into his lungs, dragged him into sleep, and then sent him careening out of it. He still has dreams, but they’re different, now. Better. Johnny’s pages have folded themselves under his eyes and gotten into his head, brighter and more infectious than anything else has ever been. It’s more than the past, that rotting carcass behind him, and more than now. Now is nothing. Now is ash. It’s like, it’s like—blinding, is what it is. He’s a blind man.
It is biblical now. Ghost has read it backward and forward and sideways and inside out. When he runs out of things to read, he reads them again, and when that is not enough, he reads between the lines.
#ghostsoap#simon ghost riley#john soap mactavish#soapghost#soap x ghost#ghoap#call of duty#cod mw3#my art#ghost is obsessed with soaps journal bc it breaks his heart at first like really tears it apart but soon focuses on what soap has written#about him. words of admiration and envy and love and fondness. real fondness. jokes made for him thoughts about him musings etc.#and johnnys snippets about his family and how he wants to settle down eventually#then all simon can think about is what life they could’ve lived together after the ‘war’#nevermind that there will always be war be death be blood and love is there and it matters but it changes nothing#for simon there will always be johnny#who even knows if thats what soap wanted if he loved him back if ghost even remembers him as he was instead of what he wishes he could have#become to ghost if things had gone as they should. who knows. the dead dont sing dont speak. all thats left is what they wrote#the cigarettes refer to soaps smoking habit and how ghost disapproves like a nagging wife. the ash smudges and burns in the paper allude to#ghost deciding to have soap cremated as a spouse decides post mortem due to his own aversion to being underground bc he doesn’t want soap#to be nothing but a decomposing body. he couldn’t bear that. he couldn’t bury him alive or dead so burning it is
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DP x DC Prompt #43
Cujo was a good boy. He was! He promises! He just didn't want to sit still when Danny asked him to. How could he! There were so many scents to explore, so many spirits around, too many things to do to sit still!
Unfortunately, Cujo got lost. And scared. It's a big city, and he was told he wasn't allowed to turn big and go on a rampage or else he wouldn't get to go on trips with Danny anymore. So he wanders, trying to get back to where he was.
Then, a young boy runs across Cujo. He speaks softly, is kind, and doesn't seem off put by his abnormal coloring. So, Cujo decides to go with the boy! Danny won't be that mad ... right?
#finemeal prompt#dp x dc#cujo dp#dp cujo#cujo#damian wayne#damian has his father's adoption habits#but with animals instead of people#can't stop won't stop#damian sees a lost animal#and is like#“this animal is now mine”#batman can't stop him#especially if damian instructs cujo to stay hidden while he tries to convince his father to let him keep another animal#and cujo just straight up turns invisible#damian would think cujo would make an excellent companion in crime fighting#damian can and will fight danny for custody over cujo#cujo who comes and goes as he pleases#damian is fighting for custody#and danny's like. i didn't even know i HAD custody#damian is just mad cujo prefers danny over damian#sorry damian danny's got senority#you can still hang out with him though#cujo will love you with all his heart
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the little “mmh 🥰” sound after he took the biggest saddest bite out of that burger
#hyunjin#video#crying weeping sobbing why does he have all of these cutest most endearing habits 😔#do i just love him so much that everything he does makes my heart do cartwheels. maybe.
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dipper & mabel would have the grunkles do the ‘twin telepathy test’ where they’re standing on different sides of a door and it’s been nearly 40 years but they Do all the same shit, stan would dismiss it & ford would watch the footage over like he’s studying a bug
#pines twins#stanford pines#stanley pines#gravity falls#grunkle stan#they’d even hold up the same amount of fingers for the number guess#which feels even less likely with ford having 12 numbers to choose from compared to stan#they have similar old man habits they can’t escape being from jersey unfortunately that was a pact forged in blood#also stan dismisses it but it does warm his heart OBVIOUSLY#old man show feelings normal challenge difficulty impossible
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i always talk about the same things over and over but i just can’t be normal about the idea that sukuna lived with yuuji for so long it stuck with him for a while after taking megumi. just sitting in the bath uraume had prepared for him, staring at the palm of his hand and thinking this isn’t my hand. this isn’t yuuji. oh my god this isn’t yuuji. the realization making his head swim a little. he didn’t expect to feel like this. it makes him want to cry. he just stands there breathing, tries to give the unpleasant feeling a name. and after a while he does. he feels homesick.
#and yuuji talks to him out of habit and then remembers he’s gone oh my god why do i do this to myself#sukuna running his fingers through his hair and there’s no cute familiar buzzcut: …oh#“i like this face much better” hm ok i see ya there trying to cope#and like… his heart swells with softness and relief when yuuji’s around on the battlefield because that’s who he belonged to for so long#like the feeling of going back to a place from your childhood or something#sukuita#my post
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Started going to the gym and trying to eat more salad and fruits and now my parents think I've been abducted or possessed by something. Little do they know I'm doing all this because Hinata Shouyou would be proud of me
#haikyuu#hinata shouyou#like i know ive neglected my body a lot#and my eating habits are awful lmao#like when you're at risk of having a heart attack at 20.. something gotta change#and i thought hinata would be so proud of me if i made an effort#and Kageyama would be disappointed to see me neglect my health#so.
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I don't think I'm strong enough to romance Royal because I don't think I can handle breaking their heart :(
ok, but consider just not breaking their heart <3
#asks#c: royal#that sounds too easy ik lmaooo#royal has the awful habit of breaking their own heart#so you're good. mostly
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aprilangelo please
Lady first uwu
#fee ask#fee art#rottmnt mikey#rottmnt april#rottmnt aprilangelo#Mikey doesn't like cleaning much#it's just a habit he took after always watching Raph doing it#but he's a gentleman at heart uwu#lol
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