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redsrooftopprincess · 2 months ago

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Witchy Shit!

An ask from @footninja that I posted as a post accidentally. 🫣

The ask is here

HAPPY ALMOST SAMHAIN MY WITCHES!!! I may have gone a little deeper than "hippie hillbilly witch"... I've been practicing for a WHILE, and magic is one of my autistic special interests, soooo.....

All the boys are FOR SURE Pagan even if that isn't what they call it (Splinter raised them Shinto), and *very* eclectic, but definitely have their own flavors that they gravitate to...

Leo

Did you say MEDITATING? When? Where? How long? He is ready to sit with you peacefully for hours.

Want to start mixing your own incense/tea? He'll help you research and grow the herbs you need.

BONSAI ZEN GARDEN

Night time dates to ALL the secret/private botanical gardens in the city.

The first time he sees you in a garden in the daylight, surrounded by butterflies, he looses the power of speech.

When you're having a tough time at work, expect tea and a full body massage with all natural oils in a candlelit room when you get home. If you are feeling up to it, that massage can and will escalate to the most transcendent, mild blowing tantric sex imaginable, leaving you fully relaxed mind, body, and spirit.

NOTE: Depending on exactly how "crunchy granola" you are, you may find yourself in conflict with his OCD, so be EXTRA respectful of his space.

Craft: Green Witch

Element: Earth

Archetype: The Hero

Major Arcana: Temperance

Raph

Need help with Ritual? My guy is a WORKHORSE. Where did you want that solid stone altar, again?

Bardic circle like a BOSS. My guy is always down for drinks, songs, and good stories, and the reverb of his voice from his shell means you can feel his singing in your feet like thunder.

Speaking of his voice: guided meditations.

Speaking of guided meditations: guided meditations that take a filthy turn halfway through. 😏

Firetender extraordinare. Want it to burn forever? This guy can drop in literal trees that'll keep the balefire lit until next Solstice.

By FAR the most in touch with his animal side.

He's a beast who not only has NO PROBLEM chasing you, naked, through the woods, but will 1000% instigate. LOVES sex outside (I may have a story about an amethyst cavern, but you didn't hear that because it's not written yet).

Craft: Primal Witch

Element: Fire

Archetype: The Knight

Major Arcana: Strength

Donnie

Oddly accepting of the witchy shit for a techy guy. He's smart enough to know that he doesn't know everything.

Writes a program that will help you track EVERYTHING. Moon, planets, planting, hurricane season, you name it.

Builds you a whole ass Orrery, because despite his program you *still* missed a celestial event and you were sad.

Expect after hours dates to the Hayden Planetarium during eclipses, meteor showers, comets, or any other excuse he can come up with to look at the stars with you.

SIGILS ON POINT. Fractals and sacred geometry, this guy is PRECISE. Made a Mercury Square once that you're pretty sure caused a blackout. He disagrees, but he doesn't make planetary squares anymore.

A night outside of the city looking at the stars? Expect my guy to be drawing star charts on your skin, before "exploring the heavens."

Craft: Celestial Witch

Element: Air

Archetype: The Magician

Tarot Card: The Magician

Mikey

Is straight up pagan.

Beaded bracelets? Hell yes. Macrame? On lock. Candle making? Crystal Wrapping? This boy is DOWN with the Witchy Crafts.

Vibes with his semiaquatic nature on a grand scale. The first time you caught him meditating underwater you nearly had a heart attack until you remembered.

If you introduce him to your people, he will fully write and lead rituals for literally anything. Leo may be master of the Dojo, but *no one* directs people's energy like Mike.

If you even suggest it *vaguely*, he is fully ON BOARD to start a coven/grove/whatever with you as your consort.

Oddly good at High Magic, but only practices VERY rarely. Won't Oracle for evocations because the idea of having someone else in his head weirds him out, but has a 100% success rate negotiating with Otherworldly Entities.

Sex magic in the ocean under a full moon? Uh, why aren't you in the water already?

Calls himself "Magic Mike."

Element: Water

Craft: Water Witch

Archetype: The Lover

Tarot Card: Wheel of Fortune

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Tag list:

@thelaundrybitch @the-cauldron-witch @fyreball66 @ninnosaurus @tmntngl @thegirlwiththeninjaturtletattoos @zagreustomb @ramielll @silverwatergalaxy @gornackeaterofworlds @footninja @daedric-sorceress @sophiacloud28 @iridescentflamingo

(if you want to be tagged lmk)

#bayverse raphael #donatello x reader #leonardo x reader #raphael x reader #michaelangelo x reader #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles imagine #teenage mutant ninja turtles

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blueberri-blu · 3 days ago

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𝙷𝚒𝚒!! 𝙸 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛! 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍! ⭐^⭐

(𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚣𝚣𝚕𝚎-) 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚃𝚖𝚗𝚝 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟸 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊 (𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚑 𝚡 𝙵! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)... 𝚂𝚘𝚘 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙲𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚢 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚜 ��𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚙 𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚁𝚊𝚙𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙰𝙶𝙶𝙶𝙷𝙷 𝙸'𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚍 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝!! ❤~❤ (𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝟷𝟶:𝟺𝟼𝚙𝚖 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝙻𝙾𝙻)

Aaaah Hi!!! Thank you so much ^^ I'm glad you like my writing!

Y E S ! soft but smug Raph is to die for!! This is an awesome idea! Thank you so much for your ask! I loved writing this! (I too had a cuteness overload thinking of it)

Gentle ✿⑅⁠˖

[2012]Raph x gn!reader

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You and Raph had been dating for a couple months, meaning you going into Raph's room by yourself was normal

When you got to the lair, it was oddly quiet, remembering that Raph had let you know they were gonna take a little longer on their patrol tonight, something about Donnie wanting to find a second centrifuge

You made your way to his room, hoping to snuggle into some of his blankets while you wait for him

Raph had mentioned Chompy before, but anytime you came over, Chompy seemed to be hidden in blankets to keep warm

However, this time is different, as you cuddled up near Raph's bed with a warm blanket, Chompy came up and settled in your lap.

You played with him, and talked to him, about Raph, school, life, everything

You could tell why Raph calmed down when he was with Chompy, Chompy had this.. aura, like he was actually listening and understanding you

You played with him for awhile more, until your eyes grew heavier than you could handle, so you moved Chompy and yourself to Raph's bed

It didn't take long for you two to fall asleep, you faced the wall, with Chompy huddled between your stomach

After a tiring night of covering Donnie, Leo barking orders at him, and Mikey only making his patience shorter, all he wanted was to cuddle up in bed with you

It was rare for him to show you an even softer side of him, his rough exterior covered a more outwardly, but subtle form of him caring and loving you, but beneath that, he would make googly eyes at you, almost matching Donnie and his crush on April

And Raph prided himself on being able to control this side of him, only allowing the closest of his friends, and you, to see him like this

However, as he walked into his room, he could hear his heart pounding in his ears

There you were, asleep, hair a bit messy from tossing and turning, all while Chompy was in his little round position stop your chest, rising and falling with your slow and steady breaths

Raph couldn't help but smile, he was now watching you two from his bedside, taking in the calming beauty of it all

He didn't know how long he had been staring at you, but you seemed to stir in your sleep, raising your hand to Raph's side of the bed, seeing if he was there yet. You opened your eyes only to see Raph with a smug grin on his face. You huffed "Are you just gonna stare or are you gonna join me and our kid?" Raph's heart fluttered even more, but listened to you and got comfortable.

Raph laid his head under your arm, on your shoulder, petting Chompy with one hand, and holding your hand in the other, appreciating the presence of the two beings who seemed to understand him on a level no one else could

By morning, all three of you were still cuddled up, and when Leo went to see where the red clad turtle was, he couldn't help but snicker at the sight, silently calling for his other brothers, they took pictures of you three

But, as usual, Mikey couldn't contain his excitement, and with one of his squeals, woke you and raph up

Raph was... Furious, chasing Mikey down, screaming at him to delete the evidence

You chuckled at their shenanigans, finding it even funnier when Leo sighed and rolled his eyes, ready to act like their Mother Hen.

Little did you know, Raph actually saved one of the pictures, and now has it hidden in his closet, like the softie he is <3

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I absolutely loved this idea ^^ I am a sucker for soft Raph ♡

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nokkihy · 9 months ago

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JUDAS’ KISS

SUMMARY - you and ethan find yourselves stuck in the middle of the blackmoore university murders

WARNINGS - strong language , mentions of being stabbed, blood, use of y/n (yuck i know)

PAIRINGS - gn!reader x ethan landry

WORD COUNT - 2k (damn)

AUTHORS NOTE - i hate this so much. so sorry for the rushed ending i honestly didn’t know what else to do.. anyways first fic back!!! woo we cheered

MASTERLISTS

he knew he had to do it. to avenge his brother that sam killed. to go along with the plan. he knew that he couldn’t fight it. he knew had to be on the same train as you when you were killed by his sister. and every second of it hurt him.

you were terrified to say the least.

with anika and quinn dying, and all of the murders happening at your school because you just had to be in the same literature class as tara, you had a lot of reasons to be terrified.

one being that mindy had you and ethan at the top of her prime suspects list because neither of you were there when anika and quinn died. it was extremely surprising to hear coming from her. well, not really. she was a horror movie fanatic everyone knew it. and she lived through one last year, so what’s stopping her from blaming anyone?

two being that you and your friends are being tracked down by lame sickos who idolized actual serial killers and won’t stop at anything to finish what stu and billy started. the theories, the press, the reddit community pages that are filled with pictures and information about you. you barely even felt safe in your own dorm anymore.

three being that you have a boyfriend during the whole situation. ethan was amazing. both of you were apart of the same friend group, so you were hanging out basically every day. you and ethan met through chad, who you met from tara. he was very dorky to be frank and 100% and could marry his movie collection if he could, but being in a relationship during the times of all of the blackwood murders? not good.

which brings this back to the two of you being at the top of mindy’s suspect list. fortunately, you both had econ together to keep each other company. you had finals soon, so the gang should understand if you two ditched the sleepover, right?

wrong.

you decided to crash at ethan and chads apartment after class since chad was at the sleepover, studying for your econ final and donnie darko on the tv as background noise. you were sat on the floor, legs tucked underneath the low coffee table with your laptop, books, and notebook on top. ethan was on the couch, legs sprawled out and his laptop on his lap.

“what is.. the definition of the word equilibrium?” you ask ethan, your fingers typing over the keyboard on your laptop and eyebrows furrowed, deeply concentrated in the work.

“its uh, when the economic forces are balanced. like, when the supply and demand for a product are the same and the both equilibrium curves intersect.”

a ding echoes from both of your phones. it’s not important, probably just people texting in the group chat. you copy down the definition ethan gave you into yours notes, yawning softly.

“tired?” he says, shutting his laptop and sitting up right on the couch, patting the spot next to him for you to sit. you nod, closing the lid on your laptop and standing up. you walk over to ethan and sit next to him, resting your head on his lap.

ethan’s hands delicately play with your hair, his eyes fixated on the screen where the movie you’ve watched together a million times plays on the screen.

“y’know, i hope we last. like, a really long time after all this ghostface stuff.” you mutter, speaking more on the impulsive truth instead of false words. you mean it. ethan had a very special place in your heart. he was always there after a ghostface attack, he was there if you were sad, if you were hurt, anything. some people say that college relationships rarely continue after graduation, but you know that’s not true for your situation.

he just simply hums, the hand that was previously on your head tensing up, but slowly continuing to play with your hair. eventually, you both felt yourself drifting off on the couch and finally falling asleep.

7:30, your alarm forces you awake.

you get up from ethans lap, waking yourself up and stretching. you reach out to stop your alarm, the next screen showing various texts and calls from tara, sam, chad and mindy from last night and way early this morning.

mindsss 🤬🤬❣️❣️

“sams place asap.”

9:58pm

chad 🤫🧏🏽‍♂️

“where the hell are you?”

10:30pm

“shit, shit, shit.” you whisper to yourself, shaking ethan awake from his sleep. he groans, eyes opening slowly as he regains his sense of where he his.

“we gotta go. something happened.”

you arrive tara, quinn, and sam’s apartment with ethan, police tape and sirens blaring down the whole block. rushing over to mindy after seeing her sat in the back on an ambulance holding her arm, you see a black bag covering a body.

“who.. who is it?” the question comes out shaky, looking around the crowd and trying to see who was there and who was gone.

“step the fuck back, ghostface.” mindy says bitterly, looking you up and down as you approach her. ethan comes up next to you, his face covered in worry.

“ghostface? it’s not, it’s not me.” you stammer in shock, eyes widened from her bold statement.

“yeah, sure. you and your little boyfriend were both gone last night and we all know these fuckin psychopaths work in pairs. stay back.”

you open your mouth to talk again, but chad drags both you and ethan away from her and to a spot away from mindy. your eyes are still stuck on her, appalled by her sudden accusation.

“quinn and anika are dead.” he says, his hand running over his hair and breathing out heavily. you gasp, hand going over your mouth in shock.

so that’s what the text was about. shit. you knew you shouldn’t’ve been so involved in your final. you could’ve stopped it. you could’ve been there to help them fight ghostface off.

sam, tara, and mindy were now looking over in your direction, chad and ethan having a completely separate argument about what was going on. all you could think about was how suspicious you looked to everyone.

later that night, after suddenly hearing that gale is dead, you and the group (plus danny) go down to the train station to go to the ghostface shrine. the chatter and noise making it nearly impossible to hear what everyone was talking about.

tara, sam, chad, mindy, and danny all board the train, but chad notices that you and ethan are being held behind by a group of people. he tried to reach out of your guys, but danny pulls him back and the the doors shut with a loud hiss before you can rush onto the train.

“fucking hell.” you groan, watching as the train leaves you and ethan stranded until the next one comes.

“what a great day.” ethan says, eyes shut as he leans against one of the poles nearby as the two of you wait.

the next train pulls up 5 minutes later, you, ethan, and tons of other people pooling into the train cars. the amount of people push you two apart, him on one side and you on the other. you frantically try and push through the crowds of people, but the lights flicker off and everything goes dark. in the brief moment of light you get through the window, people with masks of horror movie characters on become way more noticeable. jason, freddy krueger, a purge mask.

a ghostface mask.

the lights flicker back on, your breathing quickened and eyes widened. you try and look for ethan from where you’re standing, seeing a small peek of his brown, curly hair but none of his face. you close your eyes for a moment, your arms clinging onto one of the poles near where you were standing.

the lights turn off once again. what the hell is wrong with these lights? the subtle colorful glow from a costume turns on, allowing you to just barely see that the ghostface mask you previously saw wasn’t where it was before, but sitting down and looking in your direction. you stumble back against the train car wall, praying that the lights would just turn on.

you hate how it was halloween and anyone could be dressed up as ghostface. the person staring at you could be a child, for all you know. or it could be one of those theorists that recognized you on the train and wanted to screw with you.

or maybe it was actually ghostface.

lights on. only for a brief second. you wonder what ethan is doing now. is he thinking of you? is he trying to look for you? what’s going on? lights off.

the person in the ghostface mask disappears completely from your line of sight. is it clear? the intercom announces that the train is coming to a stop and the doors are opening. you breathe a breath of fresh, weed and must infused air. not very comforting, but better than having to hold your breathe from worrying. you begin to walk towards the exit, taking a step forward before the person in the ghostface mask lunges towards you and pushes you back against the wall. a gloved hand covers your mouth, a sharp object plunged into your stomach.

a scream escapes your mouth, muffled by the tight hand over your mouth and your body slides down against the wall. your eyes are widened, tears violently rolling down your cheeks and mouth open with inaudible screams of agony. the knife is forced out of your skin, only to be stabbed right back inside. the ding goes off when the train stops, the doors hissing open and people begin to exit the train.

ghostface rips the knife out of you one last time, exiting the train and leaving you bleeding on the ground. ethan is finally in your line of vision and at first when he sees you he smiles, but when he sees you, the smile is wiped off of his face and he rushes over to you. he sees you holding the spot where you were stabbed, all over your blood on your hands and staining your shirt.

“oh my God, oh my God.” he panics, his eyes basically popping out of his head when he looks at you, but snaking his arm around your shoulders and helping you get up, yelling for a help when he carries you out of the train car and onto the station floor. you consciousness begins slipping away from you, the only thing you remember before passing out is being rushed into the back of an ambulance and ethan following behind.

you wake up to a bright room, unsure about what time it is, seeing a doctor, mindy, and sam next to your hospital bed. you try to sit up, groaning in pain at the sharp feeling in your abdomen.

“where’s.. where’s ethan?” you ask gently, looking around the room and not seeing him. was he hurt too? did ghostface kill him?

“ethan was one of the killers.” sam says, her hand laying on top of yours and rubbing her thumb over your skin. you shake your head eyebrows furrowing in confusion

“no, he wasn’t. he was on the train when i got stabbed, it’s not him. where is he?”

“y/n. it was him, quinn, and detective bailey. quinn’s not dead. she was the one that stabbed you. all of them are family. ethan is dead.” quinn says suddenly, her voice sounding more like she was trying to say ‘i told you so’ instead of trying to comfort you.

tears prick your eyes immediately after she says ethan was dead, your breath catches in your throat and the hand that was being held underneath sam’s shaking.

it was all a lie. study dates, the ‘i love you’s’, everything was a lie. and ethan let his own sister almost kill you in cold blood, right in front of him.

did he ever really love you?

#ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry angst #ethan landry x you #ethan landry x y/n

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