#Mikey tried to cook the food in different ways

[ceruleanterrapin]

out of pure, unbridled curiosity: do you remember what it tastes like

Not every good compared to human food. Very slimey... The worms were earthy and were pretty much the only things that separated any form of texture from the algae

[imissthembutitwasntadisaster]

Nat is called Sugar far less in season 2 than in season 1. 

The nickname Sugar has a lot of significance.  Firstly, it’s notable because it’s an ingredient.  It’s used in the kitchen, but it has no agency in the kitchen.  We see in the flashbacks in season 1 that both Carmy and Nat are not allowed in Mikey’s kitchen, but it’s in different ways.  Carmy and Mikey cook together, but Carmy’s not allowed to take the final step and follow him to the Beef.  Nat, however, is rejected from the cooking process altogether – she’s belittled and stopped when she tries to add raisins, her cooking isn’t right, it isn’t good enough.  She’s an ingredient in the kitchen, nothing more.  Similarly in the present day she at first has a similar role: she’s in Carmy’s life, she turns up at the Beef, she comes across at first as miserable and nagging (which she is, and reasonably! Her brother just killed himself! Her other brother looks like he’s headed in the same direction!).  She hates the Beef and everything it stands for, so while she’s there, she takes no part in it, she refuses to engage in it, just as she is not allowed to engage in the family activity in the flashback. 

(Notably, sugar as an ingredient is often dismissed as merely existing to sweeten food.  However, it’s crucial for many other aspects of baked goods such as moistness, texture, and sometimes leavening.  Sugar is seen by many as something to cut out, or cut down on, but it’s essential in tying together the finished product.) 

Secondly, the nickname Sugar itself, we learn in season 2, comes from a place of humiliation.  This information further cements the idea that Sugar doesn’t belong in the kitchen – she mixes up sugar and salt, and she’s known forever for it, she’s known forever for the fact that she can’t cook, that she doesn’t cook.  Given how important food is for the Berzattos (clearly) this just serves to alienate her from the heart of the family.  Calling her that is a constant reminder that she’s not part of it all in the same way her brothers are, calling her that in the present is a reminder that she’s not part of the restaurant.  And when the restaurant becomes her brothers’ whole lives, she’s not allowed to be part of that either.  She’s estranged when we meet her, looking in, trying to reach out but struggling to do so. 

I’m pretty sure Pete never calls her Sugar, he might be the only one not to.  This is because he’s an icon a legend the moment.  However, side note on Pete – he does cook.  In the Christmas flashback he brings tuna casserole.  His cooking, however, isn’t right for the family.  He was specifically told not to bring food (not to bring sustenance, not to bring care) and he does anyway! But this sustenance doesn’t fit with the rest of the family, with Donna’s expectations (and the episode is all dancing around Donna, around her dysfunction, and Pete’s steadiness and kindness doesn’t fit in a household like that), so it’s rejected.  It starts to make a lot more sense why everyone hates him in season 1.  Importantly also, I think, it’s tuna casserole.  This dish is often maligned as bland or boring or goofy, and Pete can seem that way when compared with the high energy and intensity of the Berzattos.  But it has staying power because it’s cheap and simple and it lasts, because it’s versatile, because it can be comforting.  Pete isn’t a flashy character, you wonder sometimes at first why Nat married him.  But he’s deeply deeply kind and comforting and steady, wholly at odds with the Berzattos and completely what Nat needs.  And to him, she’s not Sugar because she’s not alienated from him.

Obviously with time and effort Nat and Carmy get closer.  We find out she cosigned for the Beef, she is part of this even if she doesn’t seem to be.  She gets involved more and more with the building, at first out of necessity but later out of care.  Season 2 rolls around and she becomes project manager, she slowly admits she works there, she takes on more and more responsibility with it.  She gets closer to the other employees, it’s clear she and Syd have a real friendship going on.  She gets happier, she loves it! And I don’t have time to unpack it now but I think there’s something there about the fact that she’s pregnant and this is a family restaurant, that she gets to help make it better.  If the Beef is the family, Nat gets to make it something functional.  Something something breaking cycles.  And as she gets closer into the kitchen (to the extent that she’s wiping plates in the last episode, she’s got an apron on, she’s literally right there in the middle of it), as she gets less alienated and more involved, she’s Nat more and more often.  When she’s called Sugar in the Christmas episode it’s almost a surprise because she hasn’t been referred to by it for a while.  She’s not being made fun of for her outsider status anymore, she’s being let in.  She’ll never mix up sugar and salt again.   

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

Can you do Emma Sano new/good timeline headcanons?

Ok, here they are!

Met Takemichi and Hina in different ways to the other timelines. Both a lot earlier too.

Cried of happiness when she was reunited with Izana (happened when they were kids this time)

Still took awhile to end up with Draken (Takemichi and Mikey plotted to get them together a lot)

Has a lot of sleepovers with Hina (had to hide any food she bought for them though or Mikey would take some)

Yk when they say pregnant people glow? You can definitely see that with Emma, she was just so happy the whole time.

Will still sometimes call Baji "Edward" 

She visits Draken on his lunch breaks to bring him lunch sometimes so they can eat together 

Talked to Hina on the phone for 4 hours after her first date

She actually managed to throw a Halloween party for everyone like she wanted to do.

Often goes out on weekly cafe trips with Izana to catch up

Ends up being good friends with Yuzuha and Senju too

Loudly declares her name is Emma anytime someone refers to her as "Mikey's little sister" or "Izana's little sister" (this happens a lot after tenjuku and the black dragons join toman)

Tries to help Shinichiro find a girlfriend by teaching him how to actually approach a girl.

She's a very good mother and doesn't hesitate to show any kids she has affection, she also promises to always be there for them and to never leave them.

Is a very good cook (well Mikey definitely thinks so with the amount of times he comes over for food).

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

I have found it! The blog that writes fics for the dark turtles clones! HUZZA!

I personally think the clones have an interesting relationship with food. Considering how Darius “rewarded” them with it, they would definitely have an adjustment if they were to adapt into life in the penthouse

Now picture this. Chef reader that introduces the clones to beautifully made food/ cuisine that lands them in a sticky situation of becoming the personal cook to 4 unstable turtle clones.

Who knows, maybe one of the clones gets attached to more than just the new yummy snacks? Maybe they don’t want to share just the food? I see this as fluffy but honestly take it in any direction you want

but consider dark Donnie? Maybe a dash of dark Leo? :}

The Luxury of Good Food (Fluff)

Dark Raphael x reader

A/N: You finally found it!🙌🏻💚 I totally agree. There’s no doubt that they would have a strange relationship with food, and life in the penthouse would most likely take them a long time to adapt to. You asked for me to consider Dark Donnie or Dark Leo, but I honestly think this would work better with Dark Raph. Hope you’ll still enjoy!🖤❤️

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Warning: Spelling, strange relationship with food, Dark Raph being a cute goof🖤❤️

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You had been Cody Jones’ chef for some time now, making food for the young heir throughout the day. It was a good job and paid very well, and gave you your own room in the big penthouse, overlooking New York City. Along with that Cody had always been friendly, his robot butler Serling seemed somewhat happy to have you around, even if he never told you.

During your time on the job, you had become pretty good friends with Cody Jones, becoming one of the few people he had around on a daily basis. You became so close in fact, that Cody told you about the projects he was working on in his lab. One of them being a time window that would allow him to look into his great grandparent’s past, at least when he had finished it.

And Cody did finish his time window, except it turned into something other than a time window. It became a one time working time machine, and through the time machine came four mutant turtles and their rat father. See that, had never been part of your job description.

With five extra mouths in the penthouse to feed, your job became a bit more challenging. But you were happy that none of your knew housemates had anything against your food, eating it with as good manners as they could muster, enjoying every bite. You liked the four turtles and the rat. You liked them a lot. And it didn’t take long before you became friends with them too.

Then, a year later, your four new housemates returned back to their own time, even taking Serling with them by accident, leaving you and Cody back alone in the big penthouse. But that didn’t last long. Soon, after events that are too many to mention at this moment, you got four new housemates once more. The four Kanabo clones of the turtles.

The clones where… different. They took up much more space than their counterparts, only taking two of them to fill up a whole couch. They were louder, and spoke harder and faster. And they weren’t good at discussing things, but they were good at throwing, especially each other. You would never forget the time you walked into the living room, just in time to see Dark Leo and Dark Donnie throw Dark Mikey around like a football.

But when it came to food, they were much different than their counterparts. It wasn’t that they didn’t like your food. No, no, they swallowed it all right in front of you and Cody, scaring both of you whenever one of them accidentally swallowed a fork or a spoon. But not only did they just shovel the food down, but they also tried to steal food from each other. Dark Raph being the worst. He would almost jump over the table, pushing his brothers out of the way in order to get their food on his own.

To say it like it was, Raph was brutal. Whenever he saw you bring food to the table, he did small jumps in his seat, just waiting for you to place the food down. And once you had done so, he jumped on it, eating it so fast before his brothers could get any, that you had to return to the kitchen to make more. It was at the point where his brothers started screaming and yelling at him, telling him to leave some for them. And of course that brought up another fight, until you once again brought food to the table.

You couldn’t help but feel bad for the clones. You remembered what Dark Leo had said, back when Leonardo and the others still were there. You took what you could in order to survive. Food was a gift for when they had done great, and even then they had to fight for it. It was no wonder that Raph would go absolutely feral when you brought food in. He just wasn’t used to having so much food in front of him, his fight and survival responses kicking in whenever he saw an opportunity to eat, fearing that his dinner would be taken from him once more. So one evening when you couldn’t sleep, and decided to make your way to the kitchen in order to get a glass of water, you weren’t really that surprised to find Raph in there.

Raph stood with his head in the fridge, devouring all the food he could get his hands on. You guessed he had had a nightmare or was feeling anxious for some reason, and now he was trying to soothe himself the only way he knew. With food. Because food meant safety and survival. And as much as you wished for Raph to feel safe and comfortable, he was eating the whole stock.

“What are you doing?”, you asked, causing the red half turtle to jump from the fridge, a chicken bone sticking out of his mouth and a sheepish look on his face.

“I was just, uh…”, he trailed off, his clone mind shutting off in sudden moments of stress. Poor Raph. He had never been as quick with words as Raphael, and even then, he had a limited vocabulary.

“Step back from the fridge”, you calmly told the clone, making sure not to sound threatening in any way shape or form. And it worked. Raph stepped back from the fridge and closed it, looking at the ground sheepishly. Once again you felt  pity for the kanabo clone. The poor guy was just trying to calm himself down.

You went to the kitchen island and pulled out a chair for him. “Sit”, you told him, before moving to the stove. Raph did as you told him to, taking a seat at the kitchen island, silently watching as looked through the fridge, checking what food was left. He watched in wonder as you moved around the kitchen. Cutting up vegetables and getting what little of the chicken that was left, ready for the pan.

Raph had never seen someone treat food like that. It was strange, and he was not used to it. Sure, he had eaten your food, but he had never thought about what you did to it, nor how much time you spent on it. Raph couldn’t help but watch in amazement as you worked.

When you finally finished the chicken and roasted vegetables and placed them on a plate in front of Raph, he eagerly picked up the plate, ready to tip all of it into his mouth. But you stopped him.

“No”, you said, holding your finger up in front of him, as if he was a dog. And to your surprise, it worked once again. Raph stalled, placing the plate back down, making you smile at him. Had he been any other color than red, you might have been able to see the blush he felt on his cheeks. “Eat it slowly”.

Raph did as you told him to, taking a small careful bite of the chicken. And to his surprise, he experienced something he had never experienced before. Taste. The good taste of your food. It was as if his mind was blown wide open. He had always known that food was good. It had filled his stomach and made him feel full and safe, but with his fast eating, he had never taken the time to actually taste his food before. But now he did. All thanks to you.

After that evening, Raph followed you around like a lost puppy. It did not matter if you had food with you or not - he just always seemed to be there. He would hang around you in the kitchen and even offer to help you with your cooking. You thought it was sweet and gave him easy tasks to do. It was actually quite nice to have an extra pair of hands in the kitchen, when you had to cook for four large half kanabo, half mutant turtle clones. And to your pleasant surprise, Raph no longer ate his brothers off the table. He did eat with eagerness, but he still took his time. The first time he used a fork, both you and Cody looked utterly surprised, wondering how that could be possible.

Well, it didn’t take long before you learned how it was possible. One day when you stood in the kitchen, cooking yet another dinner, Raph came in, just as sheepishly as usual when he wanted to help you cook. But that day he seemed more nervous than usual, his big hands playing with themselves. You couldn’t deny that it was adorable. It was like looking at a big teddy bear.

“Hey, Raph”, you said, turning down the heat on the potatoes as you smiled at him. “Anything I can help you with?”

Raph looked mildly panicked, as if he realized he now had to tell you what he had been thinking about for several weeks now. “Uhm… no, I- I just wanted to talk to you about something”, the red turtle said in a stammer.

“Oh?”, you asked, turning fully towards him, once you were sure that the food would get burned in the short time you weren’t looking.

Raph stood uneasily, shifting his weight from one thick leg to another, as he slowly and nervously found the words that would express how he was feeling. “I- I like you l- like I like your f- food”, the red Kanabo clone muttered, looking at the ground with his hands behind his back.

You looked at him for a moment, trying to figure out what he had just told you. And then suddenly you realized. A smile spread across your face as you took in his nervous demeanor, your heart fluttering at the sight.

“Aw, Raph”, you said, bringing him in for a hug that made him freeze in place. “I like you too”.

“Really?”, he asked, hope shining in his eyes, as he let go of the breath he didn’t realize that he was holding.

“Yes, really”, you said, letting go of him in order to turn back towards the cooking food, sending him a smile over your shoulder. “Now, how do you feel about helping me cook for tonight?”

The bright sweet smile that spread across Raph’s face was enough of an answer for you.

[awildaspenappeared]

Day 3 of @traumas-tmntober-2024 Starvation:

Of Hunger And Heart

Words: 1802

Being raised in the dark sewers by a previously human rat mutant wasn't a recipe that lended well to healthy eating habits. Mikey is often underesrimated but his observation skills were always brilliant even as a small child who couldn't convey his feelings nor findings properly.

So he vompensated in a different way.

OR

Why Mikey will eat anything.

Michelangelo hadn't always been considered a glutton. Someone who would eat anything whether it was edible or not. He had picked this trait up very early on, however.

His earliest memories were shrouded in. darkness. It was also cold and wet and the walls echoed any noise that was made. The echoes of growling stomachs and soft whines were deafening and he could remember holding his hands against his tympanum to stop it.

That made hearing his father's quiet crying and lack of presence ever more obvious, at least to him. Raphie and Lee and DeeDee were still asleep in the turtle pile but Mikey was a light sleeper and his Chichi's fur and warmth was gone.

Mikey didn't get out from under his siblings even though he desperately wanted to. Mikey never sought out his papa or told him he'd witnessed many moments like this. Times where in the dim light he could make out the hunched form of their sensei holding his keepsakes from his first family or quietly counting tins of food.

It wasn't easy to see with the streaks of the far away streetlamp that his younger self had dubbed 'the mini sun,’ either. It was in this low light surrounded by his brothers that he had made the decision to be as helpful as he could. Whilst watching them play he'd keep him distracted, drawing him out of that hauntingly distant look. He would demand his attention and affection to keep him in the moment. He knew it upset Chichi when he was awake late at night. So, he would make up for the sad nights by getting up early to babble and take his mind off of what was upsetting him.

Most of all, Michelangelo would never refuse any food he was given. Unlike Raphie who would refuse foods that looked gross or he knew would taste weird, or Dee, who had cemented what he liked early on and never even tried anything new. He never complained about the food like Lee used to. He always ate without fuss.

Human food was difficult to attain for Sensei but he had tried when they were learning to turtle. He couldn't get money so he was forced to steal for what they needed, which he still tried to do in the most honourable way. He only took the bare minimum and he usually took what was already going to be thrown out and wasted.

It still proved too difficult to sustain. Having 4 babies to keep an eye on as he gathered blankets and formula and avoided witnesses and the sparse cameras was difficult enough but the danger of leaving his toddlers in the sewers as he scavenged alone made it even harder. Especially with some of the events going on at the time.

Mikey hadn't known any of this back then but there was a clear difference from seeing their father disappear every few nights to only seeing him leave once every few weeks, his shoulders taut with stress and exhaustion. Instead, often taking them throughout the sewers to collect sewer water and algae.

Mikey had loved the little bucket he had that was decorated with small painted pictures that he'd use to carry water and algae. He'd help Splinter separate the algae to be stored and to crush eggshells every now and then for the calcium. He did this whilst balancing precariously on the rickety chair they had found on the side of a road to reach the table that Splinter had rebuilt when it'd been thrown out with the bins.

He had first learnt to cook with his Chichi. Well, cooking was a loose term for everything they were doing. He wasn't allowed too close to the fire but Dee was because he was being taught how to purify the water so they could drink it. Instead, papa spent hours teaching him how to cure and plate and make the algae more palatable and something to do with hydraulics and his skills only expanded with age.

Mikey was the algae's biggest advocate. Chichi didn't love it but he bit his tongue and ate all of Mikey's dishes without a word and he was ever so grateful. That confidence and trust was what he needed.

Leo followed eventually, looking up to their Chichiue more and more and copying him but he still didn't find enjoyment from eating this food. Mikey had long banned him from the kitchen the few times he'd try to do something and destroyed parts of his kitchen. That boy could burn water and they did not have the resources for that!

Donnie didn't ever have anything nice to say about the algae but he'd usually hold his beak when Master Splinter ate with them. He only ate what was nutritionally required and sometimes not even that when he was cooped up in his lab. He'd snuck a few bits of lettuce at times, Mikey noted.

Raph ate the least of his food. He picked at it, threw it at his siblings and fed it to Mikey's favourite turtle at-the-time: Spike. That was why when Mikey was old enough he would always beg Sensei with his best puppy dog eyes if he could grab lettuce if nothing else. Raph would show his gratefulness with soft noogies and a quick thanks and less moaning about the food directly after. The first time he even let Miley look at his comics!

Mikey didn't like the algae either though but he didn't truly realise until he had that first slice of pizza on their 15th mutation day. Mikey didn't realise how hungry he was until that first greasy slice hit his tongue. The cheese stretched and clung to his teeth, the warmth of the dough filling his stomach like nothing ever had before. It was like tasting joy for the first time. Just having enough would never be the same.

Mikey didn't handle the change from no real food to having so much of it that well. He probably took advantage of April's kindness those first few months asking for outlandish ingredients and amounts of so many new foods. He finally got to cook! He got to make food his family actually enjoyed. He got to experiment with wild concoctions.

Mikey was hooked on seeing his family's eyes light up at his dishes and come running when the smell of food wafted out of the kitchen. He got genuine compliments and felt useful to the team!

There was another problem, however. He started hoarding food and snacks in his room and silently panicking when the hunger pangs returned. Suddenly, going without food like during times when they were held hostage or just on a long patrol were even harder even though he knew he had gone days without anything when he was much younger. A few hours shouldn't scare him so much. It was a weakness he hid and buried deep down.

He and Casey often hung out in his room reading comics and holding their own really bad karaoke sessions or planning skating routes. Sometimes Mondo joined in. He hadn't expected Casey to find his stash when he hadn't before in all the times they'd hung out in his room.

Casey had held Michelangelo tightly and stayed quiet for a while until he dropped the bomb on him. “I understand.”

Mikey may be more in touch with his emotions than his brother's but he still wasn't a cry baby. Though he isn't afraid to admit that he ugly sobbed into Casey's shoulder and got snot everywhere.

Once he had settled down, Casey had promised not to tell the others so long as he spoke to his dad and let him clean the food out. Mikey agreed and Casey got to work. He didn't ask Mikey to throw out the food Casey could tell he was itching to hide it again. Instead Casey took the fresh produce and binned it. Mikey jumped in at first unable to let go of the food. What if they needed it? The apple was only a little rotten, it could sustain him for a bit if they couldn't get more food. He couldn't just waste it! Casey gently wrestled it out of his hands and sat him down.

“You know how shitty my sperm-donor is? Well he wasn't good at buying food for his offspring either. We don't usually have food I can hide but whenever there's free food handouts or some food going out of date I could take or Murakami's leftovers Ianaged to store up I'd hide em. They'd be gone within a few hours if I put them in the kitchen and not cause my little sister had eaten it either.” Casey stopped for a moment to breathe. He wrapped an arm between the lip of Mikey's carapace and his neck and pulled him closer.

“What I'm trying to say is you deserve better and this food is gonna get you ill. I'm not saying go cold turkey but leave the stuff that goes off out of your room. You hear me?” Casey grinned at that last but, using his other arm to lightly punch Mike's arm. The giggle that was pulled out of him had them in a better mood, joking as they continued.

Mikey still itched to stop Casey touching his hoard but he stayed disciplined and forced himself to watch as Casey finished binning all the gone-off food and placing the snacks that wouldn't go out if date or at least soon in a little box. He'd also taken the random bits like the tin if kidney beans out. It overwhelmed Mikey even though he hadn't actually done anything but everything felt so big and strange.

Mikey put the small box under his bed and hugged Casey again. He felt so lucky one of his best friends cared so much, hadn't judged him, and let him keep some snacks. He forgot he had promised to talk to his papa until Casey mentioned he'd ask about it the next time he came over.

Mikey was thoroughly stuffed. That was not going to go well but he decided that was a tomorrow Mikey problem. For now, Mikey was going to make sure Dee had eaten and then maybe head to bed.

He felt lighter and anxious all at once and it was a feeling he felt was best slept off. Maybe he could put off talking to Sensei if he talked to Casey about it instead.

How could he tell Chichi that, despite all his sacrifices, it hadn't been enough? That they had still gone hungry? He wouldn't do that to him. He couldn't bear to hurt him like that.

The thought was forced out of his mind as he dragged open the lab's sliding door.

Hello!!! Thanks for making it this far, I appreciate it and hope you enjoyed it!! This fic is very personal to me and a lot of it is my own projections adapted to fit my child: Mikey!

Chichi and Chichue both are japanese endearments for father that I believe the tots would use more than sensei and Mikey would still use as he does Papa in the show.

Mikey mentions hyrdaulics but he's actually misinterpreted this as its hydrolisis, one of the ways algae is treated and the egg shells are actually for the calcium carbonate needed.

I have so many little tidbits in these fics I add in like Casey having a little sister and using his IDW backstory as inspiration for Casey's backstory. Also a lot of these are headcanons that are reflected in fanfics like Hey Sunshine by @leadenn (my favourite fanfic series!! sorry for the tag but its so worth the read!) and I'd love to hear about my writing criticisms and all from those who bothered to read it!!! Thanks for listening to my tangent, enjoy yourselves!!

Edit: Tyyy so much to my mate who beta read this just as I posted and pointed out a few mistakes, theyve been fixed now!!

[lykaios2]

You don’t have to do this, this is just me asking, but do you think you could do a yonder ROTTMNT  brothers x autistic reader? (separate of course)

my good [insert gender neutral term used to reference a person here], if you put something into my inbox I am going to write it

anyway uh little disclaimer: I may be self diagnosed with autism but by no means does that make me an expert, people's experiences are different and I don't mean to stick stereotypes on people

anyways hope you enjoy! ❤️

Leo:

-Leo thinks you’re adorable

-All of your little stims and fidget toys

-But a lot of his romantic gestures seem to be off the table

-He loves looking into your eyes, but he doesn’t like it when you don’t look into his

-He’ll turn your face towards his so he can see your beautiful eyes

-Sometimes you’ll tear up because you’re uncomfortable from the long period of eye contact

-But he only thinks it makes your eyes more beautiful

-He is also very fond of picking you up out of nowhere

-While he knows you don’t like being scared like that, it’s the only way other than holding hands that he can be close to you

-(But sometimes he’ll break into your home at night and cuddle with you while you sleep)

Raph:

-Raph loves taking care of youHe knows very well that you need some extra help sometimes

-And he’s very glad that he’s the one that can give it to you

-His favorite thing is giving you bear hugs to help with your sensory issues

-In that moment, you’re safe in his arms, and he’s the only one you’ll ever need

-But he doesn’t like when other people help you

-He’s supposed to be your one and only savior

-The only one who knows what you need, that can help you

-One time you asked if you could go see a therapist to help with your anxiety, and he got very upset

-“Why would you need to go see anyone else? I’m all you’ll ever need, babe…no one else knows you like I do. They can’t help you like I can. You don’t need to see a therapist.”

-He said in such a loving tone that you were even convinced he was right…

Mikey:

-Mikey puts you first

-He knows everything that you need

-He is so eager to help you, in fact, that sometimes he goes a little overboard

-Every day he gives you a new fidget toy to use

-And he gets very sad if you reject his offer

-(Even though you already have hundreds)

-He tends to treat you like a kid

-Asking how your day’s been, if you need anything

-He cooks you food, drives you everywhere, puts you to bed

-It gets a little annoying sometimes, being treated like that

-But if anyone were to even lay a finger on you, he goes full defensive mode

-God forbid anyone insult you

Donnie:

-As someone who also has autism, he understands your needs

-But he still gets a little frustrated sometimes

-He wants to love you, but you make it a little hard sometimes

-His unexpected hugs from behind often make you jump, which he doesn’t like

-Your need to be alone more often than usual makes him mad

-Whenever you’re stressed or anxious, he tries to calm you down with hugs and kisses, which only makes it worse

-He has fidget toys on hand for you, because he knows those will always calm you down

-He gets mad whenever he has to use them, though

-He doesn’t like that something else has your attention more

-He also doesn’t understand why his love won't calm you down

-Your love and affection will calm him down, so why doesn’t it work the other way around?

-And sure, you may have autism, but so does he

-So why can he be the only “normal” one in the relationship?

[hyperfixated-homo]

eepy moment. have horror au hcs which i have been saving in my back pocket

Raph has so many ghost hunting tools. Its genuinely sort of impressive

Raph has a stash of candles nobody is allowed to touch, apart from to restock. They’re ceremonial

Mikey is team medic bc of the amount of injuries he’s had to deal with in his genre

Mikey knows how to use the most weapons

Leo knows how to use the least weapons

Donnie sometimes speaks in a different language. He never remembers what he said after he says it. And the others know nothing about it, usually only able to pick out that its distinctly nonhuman

The best days for Leo are the ones where he acts completely normal, like he did Before. They are also the worst, because being snapped out of whatever delusion he is experiencing is never fun.

Raph is the worst at eating, but the best at cooking. He often made food for his “friends” at the cabin, but often forgot to make enough for himself.

In a strange turn of events, Leo is the best at taking care of himself. That is, regarding everything except sleep. If he forgot to take care of himself, one of his hallucinations would get mad at him. Although, they got mad when he ate too, so it didn’t matter either way.

Donnie hates food that is too hot. He used to like certain things scolding, like coffee, but now he can’t stand the feeling of it. He doesn’t like the way it burns his tongue.

Everybody makes an effort not to make Donnie think too hard about his markings. It messes with his head.

Leo is the best driver of the group

Donnie has seemingly magic hands when comes to plants. He can make anything thrive.

Sometimes Donnie’s shell markings change. It has a weird correlation to his mood.

The boys’ rooms are a friendlier extension of their universes. Still, they don’t go into them too often. The memories are too fresh.

Leo is banned from cooking. It’s for more upsetting reasons than you probably think.

Mikey can live in practically any basic survival situations. He’s seen a lot of nonsense. He knows how to deal.

Sometimes, Leo and Donnie will lose the ability to feel pain. Donnie has tried to figure out why it happens, but so far has not found any specific reason.

Mikey and Leo have both murdered people. They have also both been murdered. They have bonded about this on more than one occasion.

Raph has a thing against dolls. If any of them inexplicably show up around the lair, they are to be removed IMMEDIATELY.

Leo did the bloody mary challenge once as a joke. He stopped afterwards though, when Raph had a genuine mental breakdown thinking he had invited a ghost to the lair.

Raph knows how to do exorcisms. Not only that, but he’s damn efficient at them too. Doesn’t have to do it often though, because he’s got a bunch of precautions in place to stop spirits from entering the lair already.

Donnie has met (a?) god. He knows this for a fact.

(more au info here smile)

[averagetmntfan]

Get served!..or maybe later.

(TBADM mini fic!!)

(*COUGH* @mikey-rottmnt)

“Pff, you think I’m no match for your skill?” Koi smirks, crossing his arms furiously. Cup gives him a look. His expression shifts to a completive game face. “wanna bet, playboy?” He responds, tying an apron around his waist. 

“H-hey now, guys! just calm down, would ya?” Vin tries to reason with them, but it went through one ear, and out the other. “oh boy, here we go..” mugs leaned on the kitchen wall, readying up his phone to record this memorable battle.

“I serve mugs, and you serve vins.” Cup suggested. Koi nods, determined to kick cups ass in this cook off. The others gather around the island table, curious on how this will turn out in the end. Not well, clearly. But who cares? It’s gonna be memorable, that’s for sure.

“Cup, come on. Your more mature to waste time battling a kid..” vin rests a hand on cups shoulder. While koi takes massive offence! The audacity!! Koi was a respected, young man!  Not some crayon colorer!! 

“I beg to differ! I’m gonna make a dish so savoury, you won’t even want the meal to be devoured!!” He claims, confidence through the damn roof. 

“okay, if we’re really doing this..y’all need to wash your hands. It’s the number 1 rule of cooking!!” They all nod in agreement. “Ok, fine. We’ll see who’s better, after we wash off.” They quickly hurry off to get themselves ready for this food war..

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“On your mark..” tic, tic, Tic…

“Get set..” tic, tic, tic..RIIIINNNNGGGGGG!!!

“GO!!” the whole crew Erupts with cheers and screams! As our 2 battle in the kitchen, sabotaging one an other!! 

“Oops! I took all the spices! Looks like your using salt, playboy!!” Cup shoves koi outta the way, selfishly taking all the spices. Even though we all know he’s only gonna use like, 3 of them for his dish. Koi fumes with frustration. Ok, that’s how we’re gonna play, huh? well, so be it. Koi yoinks the need spices right out of cups grip! “Think again, teacup!” 

As the 2 battle it out, the sideline conversations were quite interesting..

“Hang on a Sec..” Bendy wondered. Chip turns his attention.

“Isn’t the over and stove like, broken right now?” Bendy says. The whole gang goes silent. The only thing being heard was mockery from cup and koi.

“Eh, they’ll figure it out. Eventually..-“ mugs shrugs, the others agreeing. They record these 2 idiots, containing there laughter quite well!

I guess they’re ordering pizza tonight…

THE END<33

[3mutantsinatrenchcoat]

It takes a village to raise a family part 7

Part 6 , part 8

This amazing au is made by the amazing @angelpuns

This is the continued day from the previous part, we have two more parts to seal this 24 hour long segment and then we will be back to our regularly scheduled dibble dabbles because hooooo boy...this is going hammy ham

We started cooking a few hours before we would be there, he cooked what sides we could find in the cabinets. I started on a pie at the table.

"now don't go burning it this time darling" he looked over his shoulder, stirring the pot.

I glanced over at him, rolling my eyes. His smile lit up the room as we got back to work on our food. "It was only that one time, and I never cooked a pie before"

"uh-uh- there was another!" He grins, waving his spoon around. "You nearly burnt down the house!"

"hey! I'm old! I am nearly in my-...huh..." I looked down at the pastry I was making, I couldn't remember my own age..and it seemed he picked up on it because he burst out in a fit of laughter. "Oh hush!" I turned to look at him as he hunched over. If he was any younger he might have fallen dramatically on the floor.

"shush! Get to cooking we have to get this ready-" I couldn't help but laugh. His laugh was.. infectious. I couldn't have asked for anyone different than him. He is truly the love of my life.

We managed to finish with 2 hours to spare, the food put in bowls and placed in a basket with a cloth to cover them. I turned to look up at my husband only to be met with laughter. "You are covered in flour my dear" he wiped his hand across my face, showing his hand. I couldn't help but laugh and took his hand gently. "My dear, your fur is white..I can't see it" I smiled at him, watching his face shift to embarrassment.

"let's go ahead and head over, I want to see the boys" I pulled away and gathered the basket.

"um...darling, you might want to at least change into something cleaner" he ruffled my fur on the top of my head before planting a kiss down.

Once I got changed we left the house, I rarely got to wear my handmade items but I couldn't resist the lovely red fabric of my hakama, especially when paired to the kimono that my husband had bought for our 20th anniversary.

We talked and joked all the way to Splinter's home. As soon as we reached where he lived I could see one of the boys in the window.

"alright game plan" my husband turned to me. "I'll help finish up dinner and you-"

"I'll deal with the munchkins" I smiled back at him.

We knocked as we went inside, my husband went to the kitchen while I went for the boys. I found them all watching me from the living room. I smiled as I got closer, the smile turning into something sinister the boys all picked up on except for Mikey.

And that's when I struck, I ran and snatched up Mikey "RAAAAA!! THE EVIL WOOD GRASS CLOUD DONNIE HAS RETURNED!!" and with that I ran as all the boys shrieked and scrambled after.

I turned into the hallway, booking it away from little Leo and his wooden sword who was accompanied by Donnie and his trusty stick he found outside. Raph turned into the hall, blocking me in.

"sur-..uh- sure-nder-" Leo struggled before raising his sword "evil monsta!"

I couldn't help but giggle before turning to face them. "Oh you fool!" I tickled Mikey earning a shriek and a laugh, the initial shriek causing the boys to charge giving me an opening to escape around them as Leo and Donnie crashed into each other.

I turned to make sure they were okay before I took off, leading the 3 back into the living room. "Leo get him!" Donnie shouts as Leo pushed past him into the living room, Mikey giggling the entire time. I climbed over the couch and ran across it as the boys tried to run after on both sides. I jumped over the end and ran up the stairs, the three followed. As I ran around the upstairs, raph chased after there was a rather dramatic moment at the top of the stairs.

A wooden sword struck in between Leo's left arm and his side, he let out a dramatic gasp before turning to face Donnie. "Don?.."

"an act of betrayal leon-" there was slight hesitation before Donnie reenacted from a play recently held in the village and pushed him.

"Leo!" I ran and fell on my side with a thump, twisting so mikey wouldn't get hurt and caught Leo before he hit the stairs, holding him above them before I pulled him close to me.

I let out a shakey breath before looking at the boys, all of them wide eyed. Donnie with regret in his. "Hey, hey it's okay- it's okay-" I sat up, setting mikey down before I scooped Donnie onto my lap with Leo, leaning against the stair banister.

"i-i coulda hurt em-!" Donnie had tears building up fast, Leo was starting to cry as well.

"but you didn't, you didn't Donnie, and you realized it's wrong. You are okay, you both are look-" I spoke softly, wiping both of their faces. "Leo isn't hurt, just startled"

The two sniffled and looked at each other. "It's okay, you are okay"

"is everything okay?" My dear rounded the corner out of the kitchen and looked up at us. "Heard a noise-? Sounded bad?'

"it's alright!" I smiled at him "just kids learning the power of betrayal-"

He gave me a scrunches up confused look, smiling still. "Alright, well why don't you all come down for dinner?"

It was like nothing had happened at all, all 4 of them screamed for food and raced down the stairs. My husband went around them and climbed the stairs up to me, holding his hand out to me "darling, would you like to go have dinner with me?"

I couldn't help but laugh at him, taking his hand "are you asking me on a date?"

"it would be the greatest honor" he smiles and pulled me to my feet, escorting us down the stairs and to the table.

We sat down beside each other, the boys wanted to sit together.

"so, what was that noise?" Splinter looked up from his food.

I turned to look at the boys who didn't know how to respond so I spoke up. "The great and terrifying wood grass cloud Donnie corrupted the great and POWERFUL Donatello, but he wasnt strong enough! The brotherly love was too much!"

My husband laughed as I made grand gestures, the kids beaming.

After dinner I took the boys to their beds, splinter and my dear gathered the dirty dishes. Donnie and Leo shared the bed for the night, Mikey joined in as well and of course Raph wasn't going to let anything happen to them so he had to join to. "alright, who wants a bedtime story?" I sat down beside them.

Once the boys fell asleep I went to meet the two, overhearing part of their conversation as I walked into the kitchen.

"we can do what we can for the boys while you are gone, the village will be here you know that-" my husband turned to me, I could feel the unease in the room, it was like a rotted flower blooming and draining.

"...I guess it's about time we talked about this..." He turned to Splinter before looking at me.

Splinter spoke up "I'm going back to fight"

"....what-"

[cosmoshard]

Ohhh, can you elaborate on the Mutant/Yokai apocalypse au??

Okay funny thing: i wrote this au back in 2021 when Rise was just beginning to air its second season, so I had no way of knowing we were gonna get a movie, nor what its plot would be like, so imagine my surprise when I look back at this au and realize its just an alternate, (much more amateur) version of the Rottmnt movie premise. Now its not plot for plot, there’s a ton of differences OKAY LEGGO!!✨

Like the movie: the turtles are all adults and the leaders of the revolution, with the help of their friends. They are in hiding from the rest of the world because of lack of warning before the invasion/revolution and are slowly fighting back. All the turtles had roles to play: Leo was a fighter pilot/foot-soldier, operating from the air where he had a birds eye view. Rlly leaned into his cocky do-it-his-own-way attitude lol. He also adopted a small yokai girl he found one day on the battlefield.

Raph was the tank, the one always on the front lines, first one there and last one out. He got real tough over the years so he was always using himself as a shield. He also saw a lot of allies die so he became quieter and more stoic. The opposing side called him Walking Death because whenever he arrived he would lay waste to thousands of their kind, mind stuck in savage raph as a way to cope wt all the violence. Raph had a relationship with a mona lisa type character and he has a small kid named enan, who’s a mutant Gecko/turtle hybrid.

Donnie was the brains of the operation as usual, in classic neurodivergent fashion he forgets to take care of himself and holes up in his underground lab where he tries to constantly stay on top of the Yokai’s mystic magic with new inventions. A bad lab accident left his shell and backbone exposed along with destroying his left arm and scarred his side pretty bad. He now has a robot arm and is bionically attuned to his inventions. (I have a more on his inventions but i dont want to spoil it all as i might keep them for future ideas :D)

Mikey is the cook/home-base man. Making sure everything stays running and doing his best to keep the family together. He is fastly becoming more doctor Delicate Touch moreso then Soft Mikey as he used to be. He is also gets to babysit the most often cuz he’s always at home 🙄/lh

April became their resident Medical Expert and has appointed herself as Donnie’s daily nagger to get sleep and food. She also ends up being a sort of therapist for the resistance but doesnt give herself the same luxury even tho the bros offer many times. Because she stays in base most of the time her and Mikey end up shouldering the same responsibilities and they understand each other on a deeper emotional level then most of the family.

Other Characters Roles:

Shredder is back and is the leader of the yokai’s, but is distant and only using them to conquer the world and become emperor. Baron Draxum is his Star General and the one mostly in the spotlight, therefore directly influencing the yokai below them, (and any major decisions they came up with.) Big mama demanded to be called Empress and she commands most of the army

A couple more things✨

Shredder’s whole plan is to reach the core of the planet to find the source/core of all mystic energy (which was later revealed to be canon!?? in the s2 finale wt the empyrean spring beneath the hidden city.) the resistance has to find it before shredder can so they can turn the tide of the war.

That’s basically it, other than plot points, thank you for asking!!! It took a little bit to make it coherent because i write in bullet notes lol, if ya want to know we can dm or reblog chain :3

[little-mouse-gardens]

Rottmnt oc headcannons

Part four : Angie

Alright, I officially finished Angie’s head-cannons. Akdjdak sorry it took me so long, I’ve been really busy for the past few months and got kind of distracted. Plus I was trying to add a few more headcannons for her and I couldn’t settle on how many I wanted to add.

Anyways here they are ^W^ also gonna be linking each of my four rise oc’s headcannons in my introduction post as well

- she learned to cook mostly on her own. Kind of observing from afar by watching her mother and sisters work when she was younger at first and then doing it herself as she got older. Slowly learning more and more along the way.

- let’s Mikey paint her nails to match her outfit, mood or just for the randomness of it after she taught him how to paint nails or let’s him paint a few random little shapes on her using her graphic liners for the exact same reasons. He may or may not love adding flowers across her cheeks and nose like freckles.

- her sisters and Mikey’s brothers swear the pair share a brain cell

- they like to give each other piggyback rides. Bought one of those oversized hoodies so they could both wear it at the same time for cuddles on the go

- Angie likes to collect squish-mallows or just plushies in general. Like A LOT of them. Has one of those little hammocks hanging above one side of her room where she keeps them. She will lend them out to Mikey, her sisters, April, the other turtles if they want one. Her favorite is a strawberry frog squish-mallow that she found at a thrift store and likes to hold it to calm down from being overstimulated.

- hates. Hates. Absolutely hates Being sick because she hates being stuck in bed and she’s hates the sensory issues that come with it. Mainly the fact she can barely smell or taste anything when she’s sick.

- always willing to try new foods, baked goods, drinks ect. Her and Mikey like to cook or bake together

- loves cozy games, her favorite would have to be animal crossing or Minecraft, she made an entire candy land themed carnival in Minecraft

- owns a lot of pastel clothing, also a lot of different aesthetics inhabit her closer but a common theme with a lot of her clothes is prints, embroidery or cute patterns.

- is currently learning knitting, and trying to teach raph and sunny how to knit

- a lot of dates she and Mikey go on once they start dating involve going to small bakeries or random places to paint. Picnic dates on the rooftops or at the park are a must with them

- if Mikey is hiding in his shell, Angie will literally just sit down beside him and watch random videos or listen to music together until he comes out. However if he wants to be carried around, she will do that as well

- adores stickers, buying them and making them, collecting them and giving them to her friends and family as a kind gesture. She and Mikey literally somehow give each other a new sticker like three to four times a week

- her favorite bag is a pink Shiba Inu boba bag, puts a punch of pins and charms in the spaces where pins and charms can be put

- Has an entire little office in her room just dedicated to her working on art. Organized drawers of markers, colored pencils, paints ect. A shelf of sketchbooks and canvases, a drawing tablet always charged and ready for hours of drawing

- is absolutely terrified of hippos. (loves the pigmy hippo) she has a phobia of hippos after one nearly bit her arm at a zoo when she tried to feed it watermelon when she was little

- A bad habit of hers is pushing down/setting aside her own feeling of sadness or anger to comfort and tend to others. So much so that sometimes, when she gets to a quiet spot where no one can bother her, after a rough situation she will just sit there and cry and this is something that honestly takes her awhile to officially work on,

- enjoys sitting up on the roof or any spot with a good view of the sunrise or sunset. Something about seeing all the colors fade in together brings her a sense of joy

- has a big fear of anything sharp or anything that could burn her eyes getting near her face after the whole incident with the kraang, where she was nearly splattered in the face by the slightly acidic blood. The only reason she was saved is because she managed to duck down just in the nick of time

- has three pet rats named princess peach, princess Daisy and princess Rosalina

- Her favorite pizza is just plain cheese pizza with some spices and peppers added on

- absolutely loves boba, her fav flavors are usually sweet like cotton candy, chocolate, vanilla, birthday cake ect.

- when the girls go to their grandparents farm, she immediately goes running to her favorite spot to go explore-which is an abandoned cabin she fashioned into a cottage

- Absolutely loves doing her hair, she has a notebook of all the styles she wants to give her curls. She’s got organized drawers for all her cute hair ties, scrunchies and hair clips. Her hair care routine is a something that actually brings her a lot of comfort when she’s stressed

- she loves shopping and visiting farmers markets and art fairs. She has to stop and look at every booth she can and when she’s at the farmers market? Except her to come home with at least one new plant or some homemade goods

- was diagnosed with autism and adhd when she was about fix or six

- After the kraang incident, she has a hard time with people moving their hands near the right side of her face without warning for a long while (a kraang blood almost got in her eyes and damn near blinded her) the only person she trusts to do that is honestly Mikey, because he quite literally was the one to shield her from getting directly hit head on when she lost the shield she’d been holding

- She and mikey confessed to eachother when he invited her over to the lair for a movie marathon and they had their first kiss on their first date, which was a rooftop picnic

- She doesn’t have too many nightmares after the kraang incident….just a specific two nightmares that come every once in awhile that are very very vivid that honestly freak her out. After she has them she usually either stays up for a little while and hangs out with her sisters in the living room for comfort or she goes out on a walk. If Mikey’s awake she’ll just pop over to the lair and talk with him for a while. Especially if they’ve both been having a rough night dealing with nightmares.

- she painted a mural in each of her sisters rooms. A sunny field for her sister sunny, the beach for her sister Skye and a fairy garden for her sister Marcy

- absolutely hates getting sick, like she tries to avoid getting sick when she can. However she doesn’t mind helping others out when they are sick…she just seems a little more cautious than usual

- Has a irrational fear of fire ants due to an incident she had when she was a child

- When the turtles had to defeat the shredder, Angie got a small scar from the incident on her left side when she pushed mikey out of the way of getting hit, which she covers up with some tattoos later on

- Has always wanted to cosplay princess peach. She’s got a whole vision board and everything

- Current champion of Mario party among her sisters (shes just oddly good at Mario party for some reason)

- She likes to bring her friends and family little gifts that remind her of them. Like for example she made April a set of flower charms for her bag or she brought Mikey a new apron after his old one got ruined while he was cooking

- She does talk in her sleep and girl says the most out of context random sentences when that happens

- her biggest goal is to one day open and run her own bakery

[tyo-mimt]

19/36. @tmnt-event-blog

Mikey remembers that asking for help is okay.

Mikey wouldn't say he's overprotective or defensive about the kitchen, but he'd be lying if he said he trusted his brothers with dinner. It wasn't an attack on them as people, but the three of them had different ways of cooking, and Leo would probably be the closest to a legitimate chef, if it wasn't for the missing hand and the hazard a highly explosive prosthetic would pose to the kitchen (thanks, Donnie).

Besides, he enjoyed making food for the whole family, and it wasn't like any of them were going to complain about not being able to eat.

Though, today was a particularly hard day.

His hands shook as he handled the pan, liquid sloshing out as he fought his body to cooperate.

He tried drawing before, but they looked sketchier; it wasn't the artistic kind either, the dissonance between his mind's eye and action discouraging him further. He tried helping Donnie with an invention, but the tremors in his hands caused a wire to melt; he wasn't officially banished from the lab yet, but there was the implication. He even tried to accompany Raph with a training session, but the jitters kept him from focusing; Raph officially banished him from the garage until the bad streak ended.

So where was he now? Struggling to make a simple soup for his family in the kitchen, pushing his frustrations to the back of his mind as he attempted to focus on the task at hand.

He bit his tongue, eyes narrowing as he eventually managed to place the pan down on the stove without spilling anything. He let out a sigh of relief, stepping back only to trip over on a soapy sponge. He wasn't able to catch himself, impacting causing him to kick the cabinet in front of him and topple over a precariously piled stack of dirty pans. It's easy to guess where they all fell.

The sound of metal clattering unceremoniously onto the box turtle alerted the other three turtles, immediately rushing in to lift the dirty dishes from Mikey's fallen body.

"Who was supposed to do the dishes?" Mikey questioned, trying and failing not to sound accusatory.

Raph and Donnie immediately turned to look at Leo; the slider scowled incredulously, "Hey! I dropped the sponge and was dragged out of the kitchen by the Caseys! Well, just Cassandra specifically."

"Never mind that," Raph groaned, facepalming with that typical flavour of big brother disappointment, before extending a hand to Mikey with a soft smile, "Let's just focus on helping Mikey out."

"Right, we don't want him turning into us," Donnie drawled, only to get jabbed in the elbow by Leo.

"We definitely don't want that," Leo rolled his eyes, crossing his arm over his plastron. Mikey laughed a little, lifting his hand up. It shook, a reminder of what caused this to begin with... Ah, but it didn't matter. He took the hand extended to him, being pulled up. The mess on the ground promptly cleaned up and the wet sponge thrown into the closest trash can, they continued to cook.

Raph helped wash the rest of the dishes, Leo kept track of the soup to make sure it didn't overboil, and Donnie cut up a various array of vegetables as Mikey flew across the cupboards for any seasonings he missed. They finished quicker than Mikey expected, just in time for their regularly scheduled dinner time. Dad (Splinter) came back with other dad (Draxum) from a small exploration of New York, immediately welcomed with the smell of warm stew.

It was dysfuctional, maybe a little broken, but Mikey wouldn't trade it for the world.

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Cooking Catastrophe

2003!Michelangelo x reader

A little short, but we can work with that🧡

You decide to surprise the turtles by cooking dinner, but your culinary endeavor takes an unexpected turn. Laughter ensues as Michelangelo attempts to salvage the meal🧡

Warnings: Spelling, Mikey being sweet.

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The lair was often filled with the comforting scent of pizza, a familiar aroma that usually meant dinner was on its way. However, tonight was different. Tonight, you had decided to take on the challenge of cooking a homemade meal for your favorite turtles friends, wanting to surprise them with a taste of something different, as a thanks for all the nice things they had done for you.

Michelangelo, ever the playful and curious one, eagerly volunteered to assist. Anything to spend time with the things he loved the most. You and food.

"Dude, this is gonna be epic! I can already taste the deliciousness!" he exclaimed, rolling up his imaginary sleeves with enthusiasm.

“No”, you told the youngest of the turtles, trying to push him towards the door of the kitchen. “This is a thanks from me to you and your brothers, so you shouldn’t be doing anything”.

“Okay, okay”, Mikey said, holding his hands up, smiling at how cute you were when you were this determined. “But if you need anything, I’ll be watching TV”. And with that Mikey left the kitchen for the common area.

Little did you know that this culinary adventure would take an unexpected turn.

You had chosen a recipe that seemed manageable on paper, but as the two of you navigated the kitchen, chaos ensued. Pots clattered, ingredients flew, and laughter echoed through the lair. Batter was everywhere. On the floor, the walls and over your head on the ceiling.

You sighed loudly at the sight, only to be shocked by a certain someone in the doorway.

“You still don’t want any help?”, Mikey asked, smiling smugly, finding the scene in front of him hilarious.

"Maybe I should stick to ordering pizza," you sighed as flour dusted the air like a powdery snowstorm. How the flour got into the air, you had no idea. You swear, the lair’s kitchen had its own life.

"Nah, dude! We got this!" Michelangelo replied, strutting into the kitchen, like he was a king of the kitchen kingdom.

Time went on as the two of you battled against runaway ingredients and mischievous pots. Yet Mikey found a way to turn the chaos around you into something fun. With music playing on his speaker, Mikey would every once in a while pull you close into a dance, still covered in batter and condiments, cousin the two of you to laugh and giggle loud, almost sounding crazy. Well, that was at least what Mikey’s brothers thought, as they came out of their rooms, all to the sound of you screaming a laugh as Mikey spun you around. The three turtles therefore peeked into the kitchen, their eyes widening at the scene before them. You and their youngest brother dancing around together, and even poking each other just to tease. Leonardo, Donatello, and Raphael exchanged amused glances, wondering if they should intervene, but decided to stay out of it.

In the midst of the chaos, Michelangelo's attempts to salvage the meal became increasingly comical. He juggled vegetables, danced with a spatula, and even tried to perform a daring flip with the food-filled frying pan - all with a grin that never left his face.

But after several tries and fails, the two of you finally admitted defeat.

You sighed. "Maybe we should just order pizza. What do you think, Mikey?"

Michelangelo paused, a playful glint in his eyes. "Well, if that's what the kitchen gods want, who are we to refuse?"

And so, you and Mikey decided to order pizza instead, accepting the defeat in the kitchen with good humor.

As you and the turtles sat around the table, enjoying the familiar taste of their favorite takeout, Michelangelo's trademark cheerfulness filled the lair.

"Hey, at least we tried, right?" he grinned, holding up a slice of pizza triumphantly.

The night concluded with laughter, camaraderie, and the realization that sometimes the best memories are made in the midst of a cooking catastrophe. The turtles and you shared stories, jokes, and, of course, plenty of pizza, turning what could have been a disaster into a memorable and enjoyable experience. That was one of the many reasons you loved these boys. Especially Mikey, and his talent of turning the most frustrating moments into dance and laughter.

[annonniiiiieeeee]

I’m absolutely in love with A Samurai and Ninja Love Story! I don’t know how many times I’ve re-read A World of Samurais and Ninjas, and I keep a tab open on my phone browser for Two Worlds of Family, Friends, and Foes so that way when it updates, I know!

I did have a headcanon I wanted to share with you regarding when Usagi, Gen, and Kitsune get over to Leo’s world and wasn’t sure if it was already something posted or not so forgive me if it was but sometime after they arrive they need to get their vaccinations because that’s important since the trio’s world is similar to feudal Japan and so wouldn’t have the same modern medicine Leo’s world has.

But that means bloodwork needing to be done and vaccine shots needing to be given out.

Hello!!! Thank you so much! I am so glad you love my story so much!!!!

Not going to lie I have had this thought myself for a while. Yes! They will need to get their vaccines. There are a lot of them and that means a lot of needles.

They have nothing like this in their world. On one hand this sounds amazing. One little piece of medicine can spare you from contracting horrific diseases. Sign them up.

However they also don’t have needles in their world either and being poked a lot is not fun for anyone especially having to be poked over and over again.

Their immune systems are totally different then Leo’s and his family because the disease in their world are very different.

I think they would have to do them in sets with time in between. You don’t want to over work the body and they have a lot of different shots they need to get.

Gen hates them. They were all excited at the idea of not getting super sick. Then they got the first round of shots. Gen found out he does not like needles. He tries to talk his way out of it every time. But Leo is insistent. He does barter with food sometimes to make it less of a hassle. If they get through the shots with minimal complaint Gen gets to pick dinner. He’s fine with this as long as Mikey’s cooking. (Gen loves food and Mikey loves to cook)

Kitsune grins and bares it for the most part. She doesn’t like it, but she���s seen what illness can do and would rather deal with a little poke then have to suffer later. She is a drama queen about it though more for fun then anything else and to see if she can get Gen to go along with her.

Usagi hates needles. He found this out very fast and would rather have them as far away from him as possible. He knows it is important both for his own health and to Leo so he puts on a brave face. He will ONLY take shots from Leo. If Draxum or Donnie tries he is out of there. (Maybe there is a scene in a Jupiter Jim movie where he gets injected with something he shouldn’t be. Maybe by a mad scientist. And ever since they watched that movie Usagi is even more wary of needles, specifically needles wielded by the mad scientist of the family) if Casey jr. tries to help he will accept it but only if Leo is with in reach. He definitely wants cuddles after each time he has to get shots and Leo would never deny him.

This leads though to the rest of the Tenshu and their kids.

After they adopt Sakura and Ume there is an illness that sweeps through the Tenshu. No one there is vaccinated. Babies aren’t vaccinated until they are 6 months old. Up until then they are protected by mom’s vaccines. But the twin’s mother was not vaccinated. They get sick. Really sick. This is what cause Leo and Usagi to leave early to take care of the twins.

Up until then I think Leo would have been helping out in the infirmary as he is vaccinated. He helped as much as he could.

I think once the twins are better they would go back to the Tenshu with vaccines for the people living there.

This only makes the rumors of the Geishu clan being blessed by the gods so much worse because now the Tenshu rarely falls victim to wide spread illnesses. Yes they have colds and mild flus but nothing like the other castles and villages around them.

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Found this in my files. SAINW AU. Mikey disappears. Older Raph builds a cat sanctuary and learns field medicine. Older Donnie is depressed and self medicated and watches Babylon 5 and Phineas And Ferb before bed on the ancient hard drive. Older Leo wanders around like a sad guard dog, writes poetry, is den mother, learns very specific cooking.

Prosthetic limbs function perfectly because Donatello perfects them because he needs to be perfect so he can find his long missing brother who is trapped in another dimension.

Faded Orange

……

The day Michelangelo disappeared, Raphael yelled at Klunk for sleeping on his set of weights.

It reminded Mikey to go to that one bodega, the one where the employees literally don't care that they're mutant turtles, where Mike actually made a friend and new comic supplier in one of the cashiers: a young guy who works all night and always smiles, breaking out in a dance after some transactions, who adopts stray cats keeps the ones he can't rehome so now he and his husband own five two gray brown and two orange tabbies that somehow all get along.

Who found Klunk after he ran away last month and gave Mikey free canned food, litter, and medicine, because he sensed Mikey was different in several ways, and he always paid in crumpled damp small bills and coins, and the times it was a note bigger than a twenty it was impossible for Mikey to hide the excitement and pride, and his cashier friend saw so much. He knew Mrs Morrison, for example, and he studied kickboxing and tang soo do, which got Raph visiting. Which alerted Don and Leo. Who received, respectively, a refurbished tablet of the latest high end model and a large bottle of sword cleaning oil.

They tried not to question. He quietly gave them discounts on everything. He chirped with delight when Michelangelo called to say he was coming over for cat supplies. He went to the back and got the newest issue of the comic they had both been desperately waiting for, the issue introducing a character Mikey had hoped for so much that one day Raph came into the bodega and grumbled that Mikey wouldn't shut up about the character and it was annoying, and so the bodega employee became something of a counselor, because he had the same kind of mind that Mikey had and the same passion Raph had, and he understood both of them.

His bodega was a powerful liminal space, Mikey had said once, which surprised Donnie, who didn't know that Mikey understood liminal spaces. Mike, looking a little insulted, had said that contemporary comic books had become just as strong and heavy in how it applied words academically with just as good terminology, linguistics, and descriptions as any popular novel.

Plus, the beautiful sequential art, the colorful pictures created by talented visual artists just as valuable as the writers, enhanced the exposition in ways faaancy novels didn't. Which had made Raph's jaw drop and Leo's head tilt. Donnie, with a huge grin and a shining expression, demanded a fist bump and asked if he had seen a graphic novel version of a popular chemist's work.

The bodega employee waited twenty minutes after Michelangelo was supposed to show up, and then he called Raph.

Raphael went out to the living room and frowned at his brothers, who muted their movie and looked at him with concern.

"Keno called me. Mikey's missing. He didn't show. Keno says there was no evidence Mike was around the bodega."

Their friend was never wrong.

They geared up to go on patrol. The search might take a while.

……

His bodega was a powerful liminal space, Mikey had said once, which surprised Donnie, who didn't know that Mikey understood liminal spaces. Mike, looking a little insulted, had said that contemporary comic books had become just as strong and heavy in how it applied words academically with just as good terminology, linguistics, and descriptions as any popular novel. Plus, the beautiful sequential art, the colorful pictures created by talented visual artists just as valuable as the writers, enhanced the exposition in ways faaancy novels didn't. Which had made Raph's jaw drop and Leo's head tilt. Donnie, with a huge grin and a shining expression, demanded a fist bump and asked if he had seen a graphic novel version of a popular chemist's work.

The bodega employee waited twenty minutes after Michelangelo was supposed to show up, and then he called Raph.

Raphael went out to the living room and frowned at his brothers, who muted their movie and looked at him with concern.

"Keno called me. Mikey's missing. He didn't show. Keno says there was no evidence Mike was around the bodega."

Their friend was never wrong.

They geared up to go on patrol. The search might take a while.

……

Watching the young Mikey But Not Mikey vanish through that bizarre fizzling electromagnetic force field ripped through the air was absolutely not one of the weirdest things Raphael has seen in this long miserable life.

But it was one of the saddest.

One of them.

The look Young Mikey gave them all right before, the I love you in his eyes and his smile, in the nervous lift of his hand, had been obvious even to Leonardo's poor vision, and at least the man had taken off those damned Matrix sunglasses for the farewell. At least they saw his clouded eyes and Raphael could finally forgive the agony that had replaced the arrogance.

Even bitter, paranoid Donatello, hollow cyborg somehow emotionally revived by an alternate version of his beloved baby brother, had tears streaming down his face.

It was heartwrenching, is what Raphael is trying to say.

But fuck if he didn't feel so many beautiful emotions that were damaged twenty years ago.

Mikey will go home.

And soon, his Mikey, their Mikey, will be coming home to him.

Sorry. Them.

He has a Them for the first time in fucking ages. Leo and Don are right beside him.

It's almost like they never separated.

He supposes that is the whole point.

One of the kittens he brought to the base is rubbing against his leg and he purrs back at it.

-

Donatello is so anxious it's becoming a low level terror.

Raphael can feel it.

Donnie's hands shake as he operates the portal controls. The technology they haven't been able to use during the reign of The Shredder is dusty and intimidating but stuff like that never seemed to bother the family scientist, so why now?

Raph wants to kick himself. Mikey, of course. Not just that precious sweet sunshine boy that had come to them from out of time but his Mike, their Mike...

Leonardo is sucking in a breath as the portal finally opens, it's white and spiraling and Donnie is saying something but Raph can't hear it over the blood rushing through his head.

It happens within three seconds.

Donnie leaps to crouch right at the portal arms out, the light glinting off his prosthetic left arm and leg.

Something bursts through, a figure, a form, a familiar shape that looks like his heart-

Donnie wraps his arms around the collapsing form, to the floor, now cradling and... screaming?

Raph blinks.

Mikey is covered in scars and blood and black ichor and he's convulsing, and April is barking out orders and suddenly there's medics with a gurney...

And all Raphael can do is stand there and tremble.

Michelangelo is home. His baby brother is home-

Raph doesn't realize he's crying until he's wrapped in Leo's arms, his brother trembling.

Raph squeezes his eyes shut, presses his beak to his big brother's shoulder, and thanks the spirit of Klunk that Mikey is home.

-

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Changeling Karai out here either like "Hm, I'm hungy. Oh well." Or she's like "I'm hungry, I'm gonna make that Everyone Else’s problem" Like she starved in the Darklands for ages, her appetite is still evening out as far as her biology cares, so she actively ignores her own hunger sometimes cause puking it up afterwards when she overeats sucks. And like she's not entirely positive what foods are Beat For Her either, though she's been out of the Darklands long enough to have Standards (no eating garbage in front of people, nuh uh, she's too dignified for that,,,, mostly)

Like she has a habit of hiding away scraps of things she wants to eat, but she also will just walk into the kitchen while someone is cooking an omelet or smth and just. Eats the eggshells and walks away. Ignores the shock behind her and pretends its normal

But then she'll make sure she's off far away from the lair before she goes and tries hunting down any little pests to snack on, like rats or lizards. She also loves finding abandoned spider webs they're like very very thin cotton candy to her. She won't eat spiders unless she has to because her original tribe had a weird connection with them- she doesn't know much about it, but she does give the spider homies some Respect and tries to avoid eating them. Plenty of other things to eat anyways. Especially down here.

She also refuses to allow the Hamatos to see her eating anything that could be considered "trash" like broken plastic, used paper wrapping, most various kitchen and household scraps. Karai herself isn't ashamed (she will eat whatever the fuck she wants, she starved once, she doesn't care about dignity when Food is involved) but she does TRY to cater herself to their ideas of her. They see her as a scary but COOL monsters. COOL monsters don't steal empty soda cans out of the trash to chomp on, or dig through to find grease stained cardboard to snack on, and they definitely don't find tossed out broken leather bits from broken gear to save for dinner.

She does tend to dig through Donnie’s lab scraps more than anything else- she loves synthetic materials and shit. Soft plastics and fancy fibers are the BEST. She tries not to grab anything he might be able to recycle, but sadly that means she doesn't get very many tasty snacks. It's fine. She can supplement her diet in various ways

I just like thinking about funny troll diets and how changelings would go about finding foods they like. Karai isn't too jazzed about human foods, it's one of the few things she misses about human form. Her tastebuds aren't as fucked up as troll tastebuds but they're still Different. Human food just doesn't taste the same anymore. *sigh* Fortunately most of Mikey’s disastrous attempts at cooking end up pretty fuckin tasty to her. He LOVES getting to help cook for her!! The rest of the family tries their best but fail to hold in the gagging. THIS level of chaos Karai is happy to encourage.