#mikey match up request

[iheartchv]

Hi! How are you? Hope you are doing good

I’d like a mistletoe match pls :) whichever tmnt version you think it suits best!

Appearance: She/her, bi, INFP, curly short hair + freckles, I dig a very androgynous and alt style most of the time, still a bit soft here and there, 5’9 (175cm)

Personality: my mom and sister says I’m sort of like a cat, usually very closed off but deep down a softie, I know at first meet I can be shy but I’m also very friendly, I was the new kind so many times in my life that I had to learn how to make friends easily even if I’m a bit introverted myself, and I quite like that “skill” about me. I’m a good listener and adviser as well

Im a bit nerdy, I like books, comics, drawing, music, animated movies, video games and card games, cosplaying, artistic makeup… i like going to museums, art fairs, discovering new + cute coffee shops during weekends :-)

My friends says I’m very funny! I also have one of those obnoxious funny laughs you don’t see it coming from a mile away, those that it makes others laugh from just hearing it?

I try to hide it but I’m hopeless romantic, I struggle with words so gifts and acts of service are my thing, Ibut I know I can be affectionate and quite poetic from time to time, most of the time I hide my love side out of fear for being rejected so I grew myself to be somewhat independent of romance or support, so im 100% certain if a s/o did anything for me I’d get so emotional lmao

I’m very good with kids and animals, I get flustered SO easily (it’s a pain. In the ass bfbgjdksks)

Hopefully this is enough? Sorry if something “sounds funny” but English isn’t my first language, hope I made sense tho!

Thank you and have a good day :)

// hiya~ yeah I'm doing alright. I hope you like your match ^^

Your mistletoe match is....

Mikey 🧡🐢 (2016)

I feel like Mikey would be your match

Not only are you both opposite personalities but you both have similar hobbies and interests

He'd love to go to art fairs and museums with you...

If he didn't have to stay in the shadows because of his life as a ninja

However he does sneak you into places for late night dates

He'll steal kisses from you

Flirt with you too

Loves seeing you get flustered

He doesn't do it to be mean or teasing, though

He tells you you look cute when you blush

🧡

On Christmas Eve, you'd head a tap at your window

You open it

And there is Mikey with a mistletoe

You let him in to get out of the cold

"What're you doing here?"

You didn't really care if he was here, you just wanted to know why he was here instead of with his family

"I wanted to see you, babe... aaand to share our first Christmas kiss..."

He smirk and wink at you

You blushed and could help but let out a small giggle

You looked into his baby blue eyes

And leaned into him as he lowered his lips to yours...

Closing both of your eyes, a tingle of warmth spread from your lips through your body

This was such a sweet kiss, though this wasn't your first

Maybe... it was the magic of Christmas that made this moment feel like heaven

Mikey wasn't going to trade this moment for anything

[justauthoring]

I really like your Tokyo revengers He’s Taken scenario. What if it happened in reverse where someone told the boys that they would be a better fit for reader <3

TOKYO REVENGERS - UM, SHE'S TAKEN?

includes: manjiro "mikey" sano, hanma shuji, baji keisuke and kazutora hanemiya all include xfem!reader!

a/n: this is so late but i felt i should actually do a request for once :) and i always love me some jealous boys!

MIKEY:

The audacity of this man.

That was all Mikey could think.

Did he not know who he was? Did he not know who you were dating? The Invisible Mikey, Toman's Leader and the most handsome boy you knew?

Clearly not.

Frowning, Mikey watches with barely concealed disdain as your classmate (the one you’ve been complaining to him about for weeks now) follows you outside of the school. He couldn’t always pick you up from school with Toman business and the like, but today he’d made sure he’d be able to after you’d texted him the day before that your annoying classmate had proceeded to take his infatuation with you a step further and follow you out of school. It had taken you great convincing to get him not to ‘walk you home’ as he so eloquently put it – stalking more like it – and though you’d tried to play it off, Mikey knew how scared you were.

The second your eyes fall on Mikey making his way over to you, he sees the instant relief that floods through them. Despite everything, Mikey can't help but feel slightly smug at that, hands shoved nonchalantly in his pockets as he crosses the distance over to you.

"Y/N-channn!" He calls out, arms stretched out towards you and with a single brief glance at the boy next to you, you all but race towards him, allowing yourself to fall into his arms. Mikey hates the way he feels you shake slightly beneath his fingertips, and he throws a not-so-subtle glare the classmates way, who – as he figured – is glaring right back at him.

"Y/N," the classmate calls, and Mikey's eyes narrow at his familiarity when regarding you. "Who's this?"

You lean back from his hug, and Mikey can see you look rather annoyed at the question – clearly, you've told him this before.

"Mikey," Mikey cuts in dryly, "her boyfriend."

And he must really not know who Mikey is because he has the gall to laugh.

"Boyfriend?" Haru laughs, mockingly and loudly, head thrown back as you cast a quick glance up at Mikey in uncertainy, trying to gauge he's reaction. Truthfully, Mikey looks unphased. "I thought you were joking about that, Y/N."

And then Haru steps forward, moving towards you; "I mean, you and me make a much better–"

It happens in a flash. Suddenly, you're no longer in Mikey's arms and rather set gently behind him, Mikey’s body blocking your view as Haru's hand that was outstretched towards you is now tightly grasped in Mikey's fist. A quick glance at Haru's face, and you can tell that Mikey's grip is tight, his face twisting with pain.

"Did I forget to mention?" Mikey smiles, "I'm also the leader of Toman."

Haru's eyes widen and he looks scared–well, shitless.

Mikey's grip tightens, finding the way all colour leaves Haru's face rather amusing and the way the panic wells with pain as Mikey bends his arm to the point of just being about to break.

"Now, what was that about you and Y/N-chan being a better match?"

"I was wrong!" Haru cries, voice pitching pathetically, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!"

"Don't apologize to me," Mikey shrugs, "apologize to Y/N-chan for making her so uncomfortable for the past few weeks."

Slowly, Mikey takes a step back, allowing you to fall in the view of Haru again, who, near crying, falls to his knees. "I'm so sorry! Please forgive me!"

Cheeks red slightly in embarrassment, you turn to Mikey.

He lets go with ease, Haru falling to the ground with one last cry, before Mikey makes his way to you, pulling you back into his arms with a wide grin.

"Let's go eat!" Mikey calls out with a cheer, snuggling into you. "I want you to feed me!"

HANMA:

"I mean, you're no good for her."

There's a beat. One long, single beat of silence before Hanma can't hold himself back anymore and he burst into laughter.

You, whose stood next to him, looks at him in disbelief, eyes widening as Hanma all but cackles in response to Asahi's words. Asahi, to be fair, looks just a stunned, and with a frown, you step towards your boyfriend, tugging on the sleeve of his jacket.

"Shuji!" You hiss, grip tightening on him.

He falls quiet at that, letting his eyes drift across you briefly, taking in the worried look in your eyes and the laughter stops at that. Hanma lets his eyes fall back on this boy, Asahi apparently, and the frown deepens – you were scared of this guy? He looked like wind might blow him over.

Besides, didn't you trust him to protect you?

A single glance back at you, and you're still throwing worried glances at Asahi, shuffled close to his side.

Guess he had something else to prove then.

"That's funny," Hanma finally speaks up, letting his eyes fall on Asahi with disinterest. "Hilarious actually." But all the humour has left his body, and Hanma simply stares back at the boy with a straight face.

Asahi falters, just slightly.

"I-I mean, you're a deliquent!" He calls out, gesturning in front of him at Hanma, before his eyes fall on you. "I mean, surely you can see that being with him will be nothing but a bad influence. If you were–"

Hanma steps in front of you, blocking you effectively from him.

"You don't get to talk to her," Hanma states rather bluntly.

Asahi turns to him, lips parting.

"You're not worthy enough to talk to her, pipsqueak. So let's keep this between you and me, huh?"

The air changes, thickens, and although you can't see it, you can practically sense as Asahi grows nervous, registering the glint in Hanma's gaze as he stares him down.

"I mean, surely, if you knew I was a... what did you say? Delinquent." Hanma snorts, "you think you'd have the brains to realize I'm not someone to mess with. And I don't take kindly to idiots like you trying to tell me who my girl should or shouldn't be with."

Hanma takes a step forward then, towering over the boy whose skin has grown pale, eyes flooding with fear as he stares up at Hanma.

"I especially don't take kindly to you scaring my girl either."

"I-I–"

Grabbing Asahi by the collar of his jacket, Asahi falls silent as Hanma pulls him up until he's standing on the tip of his toes, kicking his feet beneath him.

"But it seems I screwed up too, huh? My girl shouldn't have to be afraid because she should know I'd never let anyone touch her, let alone look at her if they made her uncomfortable."

There's a pause and Hanma's gaze grows wild as his fist slowly raises beside him, Asahi's cries of panic and pleads of mercy simply a background noise.

"So it looks like I gotta show her why."

BAJI:

"You're loud."

Well, Baji guessed he couldn't necessarily argue with that.

"You're rash."

That, too... maybe.

"You're not very smart."

Uh, ouch.

"You act without thinking. It could get Y/N hurt."

Okay, well that was just rude.

You were always Baji's top priority.

Well, that and fighting. But, still.

"I think I'd be a much better fit for her."

Baji should've figured this is where the conversation was going. Letting his eyes drift across the boy stood in front of him, he takes in the sight of his Toman uniform. He doesn't readily recognize the boy, so he's certainly not in his division.

Ballsy, he'd admit.

But stupid nonetheless.

He's probably in Mitsuya's division, Baji laughs to himself.

Well, not for much longer.

"I'll take your silence as a sign you agree with me–"

"I wouldn't jump to conclusions," Baji chuckles, grinning down widely at the boy. "What makes you think you're so great for Y/N? I know she's happy with me."

Lips parting, the boy pauses; "what?"

"You listed off all the reasons why you think I'm not a good fit for her, right?" He quirks a brow, and the boy nods. "So, tell me why you think you're a good match for her. You win, I'll break up with Y/N. And if you lose... well, needless to say." With a wide grin, Baji cracks his knuckles, baring his fists down at the boy.

The boys eyes widen, and he fumbles for a second, before he steels himself, inhaling deeply.

"Well, I'm smart, for one–"

"Wrong," Baji cuts in, "Y/N doesn't like smart guys. Why else would she have gone for me?"

Faltering, the boy shakes his head; "w-well, I'm a good cook–"

"Y/N prefers cooking herself," Baji shakes his head. "It's her passion."

Cheeks redenning, the boy rushes to add; "I-I'm! I'm strong!"

Baji just laughs; "not as strong as me. You're not even a vice captain of Toman!"

Thoroughly embarrassed, the boy hesitates, face bright red.

"Looks like you lose," Baji sings, stepping towards the boy. "I mean, if you really knew Y/N, you'd know the most important thing."

"W-What?"

"That none of that matters because she loves me!"

"You can't just–"

He never finishes what he's about to say before a fist makes contact with his cheek, knocking him off his feet and sending him straight to the ground.

Baji glances down at him with a blink.

"Strong my ass."

He makes a move toward him, before;

"Keisuke!"

Eyes lighting up, Baji spins, grinning at the sight of you. "Y/N!"

You fall in front of him, eyes flickering from the boy groaning on the ground back to him, "did you get in another fight again?"

Baji shrugs; "the guy deserved it. Not much of a fight either.”

And your eyes fall back on the boy on the ground and there's a flicker of hope where he thinks you might help but, but then after a moment you follow Baji's lead, shrugging, letting him take your hand in his before leading him off.

Guess Baji was right – you really did love him.

KAZUTORA:

"I mean, didn't you go to juvie?"

Frowning, Kazutora glares at the man, Daiki as he'd introduced himself as, in front of him. He was apparently a co-worker of yours, though Kazutora's never heard you talk about him before.

Stuck at this party your work was holding for you as a celebration for the promotion you'd received and your excellent work at the company, Kazutora had gotten a whole half hour of your time before you'd been whisked off by two woman, you offering an apologetic smile over your shoulder in response.

At the time, Kazutora hadn't minded – this night was for you after all and he wanted you to enjoy it.

Now, though? He desperately wanted to leave.

"How do you even know that?" Kazutora asks, his patience thin.

"I did some research when Y/N mentioned your name," Daiki shrugs. "Of course, when she mentioned you she hadn't mentioned that."

It's obviously meant as a jab. But Kazutora knew you weren't embarrassed of him – at least, he'd been pretty sure of that.

"Well, it's not really any of your business is it?" Kazutora cuts in, barely able to contain the snide in his tone. He barely liked socializing with people anyway, especially strangers, but he'd gone for you and because he wanted to be apart of your celebration. It was the least he could do after all you'd done for him.

But now he wishes he’d stayed home if he had to continue dealing with this guy.

"Still," Daiki insists, "aren't you embarrassed? I mean, such an upstanding woman... it's a wonder why she ever chose you."

"I chose him because I love him for him," you cut in and Kazutora’s eyes widen, glancing over his shoulder to see you making your way over to him. You look absolutely stunning, dressed in a floor length Y/F/C dress and when you notice his eyes on you, you smile at him, before it falters as you turn back to glance at your coworker. "But I hardly think that's any of your business anyways."

You fall next to Kazutora, wrapping your arm around his waist as you fall into his side, and the second you do, you squeeze Kazutora's side, and he realizes you're trying to reassure him.

"Y/N–!"

"Honestly, Daiki," you breathe out, voice coming out purposely exasperated as you roll your eyes. "I've had this conversation with you multiple times. I am happily in a relationship and your obsession with my personal affairs is strange and inappropriate. Given my promotion, I could easily have you fired."

Kazutora watches as the man's eyes widen, cheeks bleeding red as he shakes his head; "my-my apologies. Please, you don't have to go that far. I'll... I'll make sure I stop."

You raise a brow, holding the man with bated breath for a moment, before you nod. "Just don't let it happen again."

Daiki scurries off without another word, desperate to get away and Kazutora watches as you let out a sigh, shoulders falling as you shift, coming to stand in front of him, hands falling on his hips.

"I'm sorry about him. He's been... annoyingly persistant about asking me out for the past bit. I thought he'd have stopped when I reported him last week but when I saw him talking to you just now, I realized he hadn't."

Kazutora glances down at you, meeting your gaze.

You understand what he's trying to say before he even does; "nuh-uh," you shake your head, tugging him closer to you. "Don't let a word that idiot says get to you. He's just a pervert anyways. He spends half of his time looking down my shirt and I would never want to be with someone like him over you."

Biting his lips, Kazutora smiles softly; "I love you."

"I love you too," you grin, before slipping your hand into his. "Now, come on, I want to introduce you to my friends."

[neeeooon]

HEYEBHEYYEHE

May i make a request for thee ??? :3

Bllk boys with girlfriend who actually plays soccer

But listen its like early into the relationship and she comes to their practice in heels and happens to catch the ball and just dribbles past them???

Ik its oddly specific but i saw one vid of a woman dribbling in heels and tha shi wont leave me!!!

AND O HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY

HIHIHI OF COURSEE hopefully it’s not too similar to my other soccer hc TYSM FOR THE REQUEST 💕💖

when you play soccer in heels ;

early-relationship bf bllk x gn!soccer player. cw: reader is called “lady” in karasu’s

itoshi sae

-> he won’t show it on his face or with his words, but he’s worried when he sees you step onto the field in heels

-> sae texted you asking if you wanted to join him for a quick practice session once you were done with work, and he was happy when you replied with a quick yes. he hasn’t expected you to rush straight from the office to him without changing out of your pantsuit and heels

-> “y/n, shouldn’t you—“ he cuts himself off and rubs the back of his neck, unsure how to ask if you want to change. you picked up on the hesitation hidden in his bored expression and smiled. “don’t worry. i’ll still beat you.”

-> and to his surprise, you did

-> you barely broke a sweat as you zipped passed him with the ball, heels be damned, scoring on him numerous times

-> sae finally admits defeat, claiming he’s tired, but you hear the little grumble in his voice. “aw, don’t be that way. i’ll get you some heels and teach you to play like me.” “no thanks.”

oliver aiku

-> he is amused and infatuated by you in general. you in heels? on his field? oh, he couldn’t keep his composure if he wanted to

-> you hadn’t been together long, so aiku’s only watched you play a few times, and it was never in heels. as you strut across the field, he cannot take his smiling eyes off your legs and feet

-> “want me to go easy on you?” he teased in a rumbling deep voice, and you smirked. “no need, darling. don’t get too close, though. a heel to the foot is never pleasant.”

-> yep, he’s in love with you. even more so when you dribble past him with ease, twisting and slipping from his defensive grasp as he tries and fails to block you

-> “damn, y/n,” he pants. the score doesn’t matter, as he was practicing his blocking skills, but you certainly gave him a run for his money. “are your feet not aching?” “oh no, i’m in crippling pain right now. but i play better when i feel confident, and heels make me confident.”

michael kaiser

-> you knew michael was nervous to play against you, even for practice, and you found his reasoning adorable. he didn’t want to hurt your feelings when he beat you

-> it was sweet, really. kaiser didn’t seem like the type to care much for anyone’s feelings, but you finally convinced him to let you practice with him, you playing goalie

-> the decision to wear heels was last minute and a bit cocky of you, but you wanted to see the look on your adorable, and sweet new boyfriend when you crushed him in them

-> his face blushed red when you walked into the goal, heels on your feet and a smirk on your face. “what’s the matter, mikey?” “oh, y/n… i won’t go too hard on my shots.” “if you insist.”

-> after that first block, you jumping across the box in your stilettos, kaiser realized he’d severely underestimated you

-> “okay, i’ll admit that i was wrong,” he panted as he approached you after the ‘match’. “i shouldn’t have bragged like that. it was wrong to underestimate you.” jutting out a hip, you smiled and offered him your hand. “i’d be happy to teach you about sportsmanship someday, kaiser.”

karasu tabito

-> one of his teammates made a comment about the “random hot business lady” who always visited during practice, not realizing that you play

-> when he came off the field, you gave him some advice on his dribbling, since you found it lacking. he got offended and hit you with the, “you think you can tell me how to play? i’d love to see you out there.”

-> you smile sweetly and step onto the field, heels and all. karasu follows as your “opponent”, excited to watch you show his teammates up.

-> “don’t go easy on me,” you tease as you position yourself across from your boyfriend. “wouldn’t dream of it, doll.”

-> and you take off, humiliating your poor boyfriend as you dribble past him. you shout instructions to the boy who insulted you as you do. “see, you want to be quick. follow the ball, not the feet.”

-> your heel flies off when you shoot, and your lovely boyfriend pulls a prince charming to help you put it back on

[thedyingliiight]

𝙄𝙁 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙒𝙀𝙍𝙀 𝘿𝘼𝙏𝙉𝙂 𝙒𝙄𝙇𝙇𝙉𝙀...

slight NSFW, arguments and fluff mentions!

(@fallinforhappiness) — REQUESTS ARE OPEN

IN THE RELATIONSHIP…

- will is a teasing kind of boyfriend, he’ll either insult you or be your biggest fan.

‘do you like my dress, will?’

‘no…’

‘what?’

‘just kiddin’ darlin’, you look beautiful.’

- you are the one wearing the trousers in the relationship without a doubt.

- every weekend, if there is a formula one race you guys will watch it, and sometimes he will even take you to the races.

- you’re always working behind the camera when he films with james or mikey.

- aby and orla are literally your work sisters, you’ll take the piss out the boys consistently with them.

- you and james consistently argue over who is actually in the relationship with will.

‘he hangs out with me all the time!’

‘james, i literally sleep with him.’

‘y/n!’

‘it’s trueeee.’

- you guys makes the dirtiest jokes consistently.

- there are a million inside jokes between the two of you that nobody ever understands.

- literally the sweetest when you’re on your period or ill, will do anything for you; will go out to the shop and buy you anything, will lay his hands on your stomach to ease the pain.

- he’s your hype man.

- your hands are always in his hair, if you’re out, you’ll fix his hair: you’re just obsessed with his hair.

- he wants to spend every waking hour with you so before you finally move in together, he was spending every night at yours. - if you go anywhere without him, he encourages you to wear something of his and he will DRENCH it in his aftershave.

‘jeez will, this jumper reeks of you.’

‘as it should, pet.’

- his hand will always be on your thigh, if you’re sat together he will place his hand there like it’s a muscle memory.

- will was never a romantic before he met you, but you forced him to watch romcoms which he now looks to as inspiration when he wants date ideas.

- you guys without fail with make one night a week to spend time with one another.

- he’s the kind of man to offer to carry all of your stuff and then complain about it afterwards.

‘your bag is so fuckin heavy.’

‘you asked to hold it, will!’

- he goes on runs with you all the time 😉

- he definitely has a polaroid of you and him in the back of his phone, which he proudly shows off in any conversation with anybody new.

- you guys share a playlist with one another, which mostly consists of james’ music and sam fender. (i love sam so much and i know will does too.)

- he’s your uber driver.

‘willlllllll….’

‘ugh fine, i’ll give you a lift.’

IN ARGUMENTS…

- you both match eachothers energy, if he’s shouting so are you, if you are calm so is he.

- you both are quite mature when it comes to arguing, it’s always for valid reasons, nothing silly.

‘will, you said you’d come and meet me but didn’t!’

‘i was busy, pet!’

‘well you couldn’t said that, but you didn’t!’

- you guys would probably end up going to sleep and forgetting about the argument by the morning.

- neither of you hold grudges after the fact.

- you end up making jokes out of it, like using what one said against the other person in a jokey style.

- he does petty things in arguments just to piss you off.

‘will! you put my cup on the fucking top shelf!’

‘i know, my love, it’s supposed to be there.’

‘no it isn’t, get it down.’

‘no. not until you say please.’

‘ugh fuck off.’

- if you’re giving him the silent treatment, he’ll most DEFINITELY try and win you over by doing things that drive you crazy (sometimes sexual 😋).

NSFW!!…

- this man is a whore for makeout sessions, the steamy kind.

- his grip on your hips never subsides, he’s obsessed with holding your hips.

- always wants you on top, cowgirl is a go to.

- very dominant but without meaning to be.

‘take your top off. now.’

‘damn. okay.’

‘no, no, no. i didn’t mean to be harsh, pet.’

- you always end up clawing his back up.

- will always end up making you laugh midway through sex.

‘will you can’t make me laugh when i’m about to ride you.’

‘i just did.’

- all he does is smirk.

- you consistently pull his hair and he loves it.

[kazutora-kurokawa]

Bonten with a reader who is literally a little princess; a girly (something like your tenjiku publication with a hyper feminine reader)

Bonten x Hyper Feminine!Reader

♡ SFW, suggestive, fem reader, fluff, reader likes dresses, skirts, heels, scrunchies, ribbons, bows and all that stuff, reader wears perfume and makeup ♡

Characters: Mikey, Sanzu, Kakucho, Kokonoi, Ran, Rindou, Mochi, Takeomi

note: thanks for requesting anon 🩷

note 2: my brain is simultaneously on overdrive and dead asf lol, this took me forever for no reason

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Mikey

💠 Emo boy and his princess girlfriend lol

💠 He doesn't mind your fashion sense and actually enjoys the pop of color and brightness you bring to his usually dark and bleak life

💠 Keeps you far away from the rest of Bonten, he doesn't want nor need you getting involved in his shit

Sanzu

🌸 Have you seen this man's hair? Bubblegum pink 🙄

🌸 He'd probably want to match hair colors

🌸 He'd absolutely sort through your hair clips and such, arranging them by color and size

🌸 Seems calm but is actually going feral on the inside whenever he sees you in a fluffy dress

Kakucho

🩷 Buries his face in your neck because he loves the smell of your perfume

🩷 Sprays his cologne on a jacket or shirt and leaves them with you before he goes on business trips, better yet he'll leave the whole bottle

🩷 Loves when you leave kiss marks on his clothes, even though the Haitani brothers (and Sanzu lol) poke fun at him for it

Kokonoi

💵 Bought every piece of clothing and accessory you own

💵 Tries heels on before he buys them for you, probably fell while walking in them too

💵 Does your hair for you even though he could definitely pay someone to do it instead, he likes the bonding experience

Ran

💜 Treats you like royalty, you look like a princess and deserve to be treated like one

💜 Lets you run wild with his credit cards because anything his princess wants, she gets

💜 Picks out your outfits everyday and gets pouty if you wear something other than what he picked

Rindou

🩵 Likes when you play in his hair and style it with hair clips

🩵 Let you put makeup on him once....never again lmao

🩵 He'd tie a ribbon on his arm for you, no doubt

Mochi

🍡 Wears your hair ties and scrunchies on his wrists, either you leave them with him or he just snatches them

🍡 Has probably ripped your skirt on an occasion or two, he's very heavy handed but he doesn't mean to be

🍡 Type of boyfriend to lift you up and spin you around just to see your dress flow in the wind

Takeomi

🚬 Refuses to smoke around you because he doesn't want to leave the smell of cigarettes on your pretty clothes

🚬 Constantly checking your closet for new clothes so he can know what not to buy you

🚬 Always finds your hair accessories and jewelry scattered around the house and struggles trying to find where it goes

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[bobur-the-berry-guy]

Toman boys and winter activities!

• ft : mikey, draken, mitsuya, baji, chifuyu, hakkai, kazutora, takemichi, smiley, angry

• part 2 - tenjiku boys

part 3 - koko, inui, taiju, sanzu, hanma & kisaki, in the making!

• requests are open!!

๑ I definitely may or may not have favourites, is it noticeable?

Christmas market

Oh my god, eveything is so cute— Chifuyu absolutely loves the Christmas maker, but his wallet would say otherwise. The decor, the clothes, the knick-knacks - they're all calling to him. He touches everything, its all so cute, but he buys only a few things. He's not a big christmas person really, but the holiday vibe itself is more than enough for him. He just wants an excuse to be a bit more giving than he usually lets himself be. The christmas market is window shopping and he can guess what you'd like for a gift - it's a win-win! His favourite is when it gets dark and the christmas decorations around the street light up. The sky is dark and the weather is cold, but the warm glow of the lights and the warmth of thick scarves and hot chocolate make it one of his favourite times of the year. And to top it all off, you look breathtaking. All wrapped in your winter clothes like a present, his fluffy scarf bundled up to your face, cheeks and nose rosy from the cold, your breath cloudy around you, the colorful christmas light glimmering and bathing you in a warm light, and you're smiling and laughing— he's absolutely smitten. Be careful not to say too many things from the market are cute though, that would make his wallet wail.

Oh i know that the christmas market games hate to see Kazutora coming - this man is an absolute menace when it comes to that. If there are games to guess, he's gonna take his time thinking what would be the right answer. Be it how many candies are in this jar or what is the decoration in the box — best believe not only is he guessing correctly but he's taking the prize home with him and you. Never let him near a diy stations. Ever. Not because he won't have fun, but because he will make a mess. There's not a single time he hasn't caused absolute chaos upon a diy project, and the christmas market no different. The knick-knack he's made will be pretty and would match the rest of your decor, and the cookies he's embellished will only look even tastier, but the havoc he leaves behind is something you'd never wish on anyone else. As much as he cleans up after himself, it's still not little to deal with. To him it's worth it though. Seeing you giggling over him having elements of the decorations over him and cleaning him up is something he wouldn't trade for the world. He just might make a bit more effort into being messy if it would mean you're there to laugh and take care of him.

The christmas maker is calling Baji's name, but not for the decororations— its the food. He will make a point to look around and spy observe what the people are eating and drinking. By that he will guess what's the best you can try. That is to say it doesn't mean he'll exclude certain things just because not many people are buying it. He wants to and will take a bite or a sip from everything. He's going to check it out during the day and when it gets dark and cold and there aren't as many people, he'll take you there and have you try everything along with him. That just makes the food and the drinks better. Hot dogs, pies, baked goods, candied almonds and ginger, chimney cakes, gingerbread cookies, mulled wine, hot chocolate— there's a lot to try and everything is to be shared. There's no such thing as my piece of this or your piece of that. If you don't like something he's gonna eat it himself and vise versa. If you don't like something and make a face he wont let you live it down. He's gonna eat it himself yes, but each time he takes a bite he will make grimace just to annoy you. He won't tell you if he doesn't like the thing either, he'll eat it regardless even if its just to make tou giggle a bit. If you like something a bit more he's gonna let you have the most of it, not that he won't pretend he doesnt like it just as much. He's there to enjoy the goods, sure, but he's there mainly to enjoy being with you.

Ice Skating

Who would've thought Mitsuya was such a good ice skater? It's almost as unexpected as it is expected. He's skilled at so many things - cooking, sewing, fighting, riding a motorcycle- if you're to write down everything, it would take up half the day. But still, skating? He's full of surprises. He's taken you with him on the skating rink, just the two of you for once. Hakkai is looking after his sisters so you two can be on your date. You think yea, he knows how to skate, but not that he's so good at it. You're still struggling around the entering point, sorry if u can skate i cant holding onto the fence, and he's gliding around the rink like he's one of these fantasy movie elves. He makes it seem like it's as easy as walking. Moving smoothly in a slow rythm, just because he's a little rusty. He's twirling around elegantly, you can see just how ethereal he looks and- oh— you're still struggling to do it?? He's going to help you, but that doesn't mean he won't show off. It's his time to shine. On his way to you he's a bit faster, a bit more fluid, almost like he's dancing. He takes you by the hand to show you how it's done. He's chatting with you during that too- sure, you're focused on trying not to fall onto the ice, but he's holding you and he's having so much fun like that. Showing off doesn't hurt every once in a while, no?

You definitely wont be bored if you're skating woth Hakkai. He's good at it, he said. He can do it, he said. Thing is he can do it, but its about just as much as chicken can fly - not for more than 13 seconds. As you're putting on the skating shoes he seems to be a bit nervous, but then again it's Hakkai. As soon as you get in the rink you understand why he's so nervous. He's holding onto the fence, trying to move his feet the right way. He finally catches onto what hes supposed to do and he's drifting around you slowly in a fluid motion. He looks so graceful, peacefully skating along and— WHAM! The second you stop to admire him it's over. He was trying his best to impress you, he really was, but when he felt you genuinely looking at him his nervousness ruined it. He embarrassed himself so bad and you think he's lame now and— you're giggling. Not mocking at him, but giggling at him. "Ohmygod Hakkai- I'm sorry you just-- that was so silly— god, you're cute!" It's over for him now, it's sealed. If an ice skating injury doesnt end him, his heart will. He can feel it every time you look at him, every time you smile, every time you laugh - he feels it going into overdrive. It feels like its soaring, closing up his throat and stolping his brain from working. Please have mercy on him, he can only take so much!

See what i did on the Wham! part hihi

Snow activitities

You've got my condolences if you're out in the snow with Nahoya. You're out in a field, it's freezing and the snow is so deep it's like a snowy desert. You'd think he'd have some mercy on you when it's so cold but you're mistaken. He's pouncing on you with eveything he has - snowball after snowball is coming your way. He's throwing them at you anyplace he can hit too. It's like he's hunting you - hiding behind trees and snow piles, stalking you quietly, waiting for justtt the right moment— HEADSHOT! By the time he's finished with you you're basically a snowman inside and out. You've got snow in your hair, in and on your jacket, between your scarf and your neck, in your hair, your back— and it's so, so cold!! You have Nahoya laughing in your face, rolling around on the snowy ground. And now it's time to head back in. You're both pretty much soaking from the melted snow when you're finally at his place. Best to have a hot bath, you don't wanna get sick. I hope you're good at sharing because he's getting with you in the bath. He's washing your hair for you and you're gonna be soaking in that bath until your fingers prune and the water cools down. He's been so mean to you, now is his moment to make it up to you, no?

Who'd think that Takemichi was the outdoorsy type in winter? The snow is still fresh and its glistening in the sun, its so early still nobody else has went to wherever he's taking you. It's close enough, he says, you'll love it. And finally you're there - the biggest, cleanest, fattest snow slope you've seen. How did he even find that?? Near the city especially??? And it's untouched??? That doesnt matter right now though, you're both too busy running up the snowy monstrosity. He's pulling the small sleight, slowing him down a bit. That doesn't stop you from going ahead of him to the top, he's trailing right behind you. When you're finally ready and set on the sleigh he explains what to do - just hold onto him and don't let go. After you're hugging him around the waist securely he pushes the sleigh. It feels like you're flying down the slope. The icy air is brushing over your face. Your hair is like a whip waving behind you. The ride is so smooth. It feels like you're floating— and your on your side in an instant. The sleigh is sideways. You and Takemichi are laying in the snow. And you both start laughing. By the time you're up on your feet you're both teary and wheezing. The view up the slope was gorgeous for sure, but for Takemichi the better view is right in front of him.

As lazy as Mikey is, he'd never refuse a walk when it's snowing. His favourite time for that is during the late afternoon, right before nightfall. The city falls quiet, the cobalt sky contrasting with the warm streetlamps, the quiet people-chatter filling the streets. The atmosphere is so peaceful, especially when you're right next to him. Your breath creating a glittery mist around you, the twilight making your eyes look shinier. You're on your way to a cafe, passing trough a foresty park. Down the path you can see the marks people have left behind. It seems like the quiet little park would be so lively during the day. And finally you're at the cafe. Its a small cozy place, snuggled between the tall surrounding buildings. In front of it two tiny, perfectly shaped snowmen holding hands. "That's us" and he is right, they do look like you two - with their small scarfs, happy little smiles and intertwined hands. Mikey's hand feel warm agaist your in his pocket. You forgot your gloves and your hands were freezing before he gave you one of his gloves and took your other hand in his. You have moment to admire him, the dim light from the cafe making his gentle face look even more delicate. From the cafe you take a few sweets and a hot chocolate each. This time he takes you to a different way and you're at his home in just a few minutes. When you question him he says he wanted to take a walk but got lazy on the way back. In truth, though, he wanted to have you all to himself for a bit — he didnt need you to talk or to entertain him, he just wanted to you to be there with him. And he wanted an excuse to hold your hand.

Staying in

When it's freezing outside and there's not much to do it's best to stay home and chill, in Drakens opinion. What would you be doing out and about in weather like that anyways? It's best to stay in - its warm, cozy, and most importantly you both can relax. That is, until you dedice you want to make gingerbread cookies so bad. As much as he wants to he knows he cant refuse you, he's too weak to do that. And he only has himself to blame for his predicament. He's dolled up in a frilly apron, he some of the batter still sticks to his hands and there's flour everywhere. You're laughing at his pout, unbothered by the mess. Swatting at him, bending over in laughter— and he smacks you right back. Of course he doesn't do it hard, but he won't go down without a fight! And chaos ensuses. By the time the cookies are ready for decorating the whole kitchen is in dissaray - bowls are upside down and over, theres spoons everywhere, everything and you two are covered in flour. You're both barely breathing and wheezing from laughter, stomach hurting and eyes teary. Holding onto him for support, almsot falling laughing. He has flour all over his face, hair and clothes, and you're no better. You'd have a huge cleanup to doz but that can wait for a little bit. As stoic as he is, he's still smiling like an idiot at the whole situation. To him it only serves his preference to stay in, with you.

The best part of winter is when its the dead of the ice-cold night and you're home, warm and toasty for Souya. The wind is whispering quitely like a dove, a few scattered constellations twinkling across the midnight sky, only a few of the windows on the opposite apartments still glowing across the sleeping neighborhood. All that is tangible trough his window. Hes on his bed, snuggled up with you. Warm, cozy and safe. He can hear music still playing from his phone somewhere, but he doesnt care enough to turn it off. You've been on his big, fluffy blankets for so long that they seems to smell a bit like you. Even his pajamas feel infused with the heat of you, him and the blankets. You look peacefully asleep, resting next to him. He's caressing you. Normally he'd be too flustered to, but you're asleep and you feel so soft— surely you wouldn't mind. It feels like he's itching, burning to have you close to him. He feels like he could melt right into you. For once he finds his words to talk. "You're so beautiful." He's muttering the words so quietly, his voice is soft like that of a dove."i wish i could look you in the eyes to tell you that, you know?" He's caressing the side of your head. "Are you an angel? I think you are. To me, you are." He presses a kiss on your forehead. On your temple. On your cheekbone. On your cheek. Right at the corner of your lips. His lips feel so tender, he's so careful not to wake you up. He wouldn't ever live that down."I love you. I'm gonna tell you that when you're awake too, yeah? Good night." Of course, he didnt have to know you were awake. He needed his quiet moments too.

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I'm gonna die from the cold here i despise the school heating system e s p e c i a l l y in the basement

I have 8 classes a week in the basement save me

[imababblekat]

Accidental Eavesdropping?

Anon request, "Hey!!! Love your blog and your writing style, it’s amazing and so detailed!!! Can I request Bayverse TMNT Spider-man Au, where the turtles and spider-y/n are in a battle with Bepop and rocksteady. And in the last moments of the battle, spider -y/n saves the turtles but gets unmasked in the process. (They live) If you don’t want to do that idea! You can either delete this OR A moment where the turtles start talking about y/n and they don’t even realize that they’re talking TO THEM!!! This was funny to me for some reason lol 😂"

A/N: Aw thank you, anon! ;v; I went with the second prompt, btw. Leans towards Raphael x reader, but it's mentioned/hinted that the other turts also got the feels for reader. Any who's, I hope you enjoy! <3

◌(s,p) = spider persona◌

~xXx~

You're swinging over traffic, indulging in a rather quiet night despite the sounds of honking vehicles and other night life, when a sudden warm fuzzy feeling beams from the top of your head to the tips of your toes. It's not your spidey sense per say, but something akin to it, all you know is that it's a good sense and you follow it with glee. It doesn't take long before the feeling is buzzing and you see the source of the feeling chilling atop a pizza parlor. Well, more like sources. You let out a small giggle, noticing that the four ninja turtle brothers seem to be in some sort of deep conversation or debate.

"Hey guy's, what's going on?!", you greeted, swinging in next to a steaming Raphael.

"Oh you know, just the daily sibling teasing while we wait for our pizza to be made.", Donnie shrugged, watching as you and Mikey did your secret handshake.

"Yeah? Let me guess. . ."

The eyes of your mask squinted as you pretended to skeptically look at all brothers before looking at the glaring gaze of Raphael next to you.

"Is Raphie suppressing his emotions again?", you chaffed.

Said turtle rolled his eyes, shifting his weight to one side as he growled.

"Great, just what I need. And don't call me that."

"Come on, I'm sure I can help! What's up this time big guy?"

Leo chuckled, gaining your attention while Raphael sent him a warning glare from behind you.

"Raph's got a crush on our friend."

At this your eyes widened, a small gasp escaping you as you looked between the two eldest brothers in excitement.

"No way! Who?!"

You're question went ignored as Raph threw his arms up, cheeks flushing a light hue of embarrassment.

"All I said was they smelled nice, and y'all chuckle heads suddenly think I've been struck by cupid or some mushy crap!"

"You complimented them, Raph.", came Leo's retort.

"I compliment people all the time!"

Everyone remained silent, giving the hot headed turtle deadpanned expressions.

"What? I do. Right (s,p)?", he asked turning to look down at you.

You merely shrugged.

"Sarcastically maybe."

Raph huffed, leaning back against the buildings ledge, you hoping up to sit next to him.

"So is anyone gonna tell me who this mysterious person is or nah? Come on people, I want the tea."

Mikey, idly spinning his nun-chucks, grinned widely.

"It's our friend, (y,n)!"

You sat rigid, mask eyes wide once more.

". . .Who now?"

"Oh you haven't met them.", Donnie waved off, checking his turtle made watch to see the remaining wait time on their order.

Raphael clicked his tongue, still slightly aggravated about his brothers earlier teasing. Meanwhile, you still sat frozen beside him, staring into the abyss with a racing heart.

"I still don't have a crush on them.", he muttered.

"You complimented them on their perfume!", Leo loudly pointed out once more.

"Why is that so weird?!"

The two started to banter once more, Mikey enjoying the show while Donnie threw in a few matter of facts to weigh in on Leo's side. You, however, felt never more thankful than in that moment that you wore a full face mask. If it wasn't for the coverage, surely the ninja brothers would see just how closely the color of your face matched Raphaels mask right now.

Raphael growled, fed up with his brothers ganging up on him and his definitely non-existent crush on you. If they were going to call him out, then he would do the same to them.

"Maybe you guys should get off my shell and jump on yours first! I ain't the only one whose been makin' googly eyes at (y,n)."

You just about fell off the side of the building, hands gripping the edge of where you sat, knuckles definitely white beneath your suit. What is happening right now, is all you could terrifyingly but blushingly think.

Leonardo and Donatello were quick to look anywhere but at Raph, trying their hardest to not blush themselves at their brother's call out.

"I seen the way you put on the macho charm, Leo, bowing extra deep and all your swooning romance book crap when they come over. And you, Donnie, sputtering and dropping shit when they try to help you with projects and their hand accidentally brushes against yours. And Mikey. . ."

All eyes focused in on the youngest of the bunch who sat ready and waiting to hear Raph's jest.

"Actually, Mikey you're not that surprising. You think anyone who gives you food is a gift from heaven."

"Hey, it's not my fault their cinnamon rolls are so good!.", Mikey pouted, bottom lip jutting out adorably.

Leonardo shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose before turning towards you.

"What do you think, (s,p)? Are we over analyzing or are we right?"

The boys eagerly waited for your answer, for your input. Surely someone from the outside would be able to better determine the situation the brothers found themselves in. Well. . .should have been able to more like, as the response you gave was not what they were expecting.

A rushed, "Igotgo!!!", was all they got before watching you thwip away at the speed of light, leaving the turtles to look at each other confused and quizzically.

". . .Wait, so you guys don't have a crush on (y,n) too??", Mikey questioned with furrowed brows, innocently confused by how they could not.

Raphael groaned loudly as he and his brothers devilled into another childish debate on why they totally didn't have feelings for you, a familiar smell that had sparked the argument coincidentally wafting lightly into their senses upon the wind in the direction of which you swung off.

~xXx~

[chadobi]

Hi! I saw that you were taking requests and decided to shoot my shot :D

Could I request headcanons for a 2007 Donnie and Raph (separately of course, or either one!) with an S/O that is really girly who likes to dress up in the cutest little outfits and contradicts their personality completely?

Please and thank you!

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Hi! So I decide to write this for every guy! I hope that is not a problem 🫶🏻

Leonardo

• At first, he’s confused. You walk in wearing bows, lace, and pink gloss, and he fully expects you to be the sweet, delicate type…

• …and then you call Raph a “discount Vin Diesel” and tell Donnie to “touch grass.”

• He’s horrified the first time you sass Master Splinter under your breath—horrified and deeply intrigued.

• Once he gets used to the contrast, he secretly loves it. You’re this beautiful, soft vision in a frilly dress, and then you open your mouth and it’s pure chaos.

• He’s very protective of you in public—people assume you’re fragile because of how you look, and Leo will gladly step in… until you shut someone down harder than he ever could.

• You soften his edges in the best way. He’s all about control and discipline, and then there you are—batting your lashes and telling him to relax and “stop brooding, you’re not Batman.”

• He’ll never admit it out loud, but he’s obsessed with how confidently you own both your style and your sharp tongue.

Raphael

• He thinks it’s hilarious. You look like you just walked out of a kawaii fashion magazine… and then you threaten to key someone’s bike for looking at you weird.

• The duality? Iconic. He lives for it.

• He teases you constantly—“Nice bow, babe. Gonna kill someone with kindness or stilettos today?”

• But God help anyone who insults your style or thinks you’re weak because of it. Raph will go feral and hold your purse while you handle it yourself.

• He doesn’t fully understand the effort you put into looking cute, but he appreciates it. Especially when you wear his color.

• Honestly, he’s a sucker for the fact that you could destroy someone verbally and still look like a living doll. Power couple energy.

Donatello

• Whiplash. Pure, unfiltered whiplash. He meets you, thinks, “Ah, a soft and gentle soul,” and then you drop a sarcastic bomb on him like it’s nothing.

• He’s awkward at first—doesn’t know how to balance your sugar-sweet appearance with your cutting humor.

• But he quickly becomes fascinated. You’re unpredictable and refreshing, and he loves trying to figure you out.

• Loves how you tease him with biting wit but still bring him homemade snacks in a heart-shaped box.

• If you ever show up in his lab wearing something pastel and say something savage like “Are you done pretending to be God yet?” he might short-circuit a little.

• He’s definitely taken aback when you stand up for him with zero hesitation—you’re small and sparkly and ruthless.

• He secretly keeps a picture of you in your cutest outfit taped to his screen and labeled “Absolute Weapon.”

Michelangelo

• He’s OBSESSED. He thinks you’re the coolest person alive.

• He constantly calls you his “Barbie with a bite.”

• Mikey is all in—matching accessories? Couple outfits? Let’s go.

• He loves your energy. You’re sweet-looking, but your mouth is sharp enough to cut diamonds, and he thinks it’s hot.

• He will 100% hype you up while you roast someone in the most polite voice possible.

•“Babe just ended someone’s ego while wearing glitter lip gloss. I’m in love.”

• He gets giddy when you call him your “favorite dumbass” while kissing his cheek. He knows it’s love.

• Also? He totally brags about you. All the time. “Yeah, my girl could destroy your self-esteem and look cute doing it. Stay jealous.” le or thinks you’re weak because of it. Raph will go feral and hold your purse while you handle it yourself.

• He doesn’t fully understand the effort you put into looking cute, but he appreciates it. Especially when you wear his color.

• Honestly, he’s a sucker for the fact that you could destroy someone verbally and still look like a living doll. Power couple energy.

[onlyquinns]

The way I screamed when I saw you write something for kess, ugh I love you for that. Can I request one for kess where reader surprises him at a game after saying she couldn't make it (like they've been apart for a bit) and he gets all excited during the game🩷

michael sulks through the phone, bottom lip pouty and his voice sad. he frowns at you, face taking up the entirety of your phone screen as the two of you facetime before his game—a little tradition that he’d started doing on roadies after the two of you started dating and he’d won an away game after you’d wished him luck via facetime.

it’s been a while since you’ve been to one of his games. your schedule never seemed to match up with his; you were always on work meetings or too busy to make it to a game whether it was in or out of town. but this time, you had enough time.

you’d used the several sick days you’d acquired from your job to call out for a few days, just enough to fly to missouri for their last game in the season. but you’d kept it a secret from michael, letting logan in on the secret to keep him preoccupied.

“i’m sorry, baby,” you say softly, leaning in closely so michael can’t see the airport behind you. you talk to him through earbuds, fingers crossed that the mic doesn’t pick up any weird background noise. “i’ll be there, in spirit,” you lie easily, glancing upward to see that your gate is boarding.

michael let’s put a dramatic groan, “it’s not the same,” he insists. “i just wish your boss wasn’t an asshole. you work too hard and he doesn’t ever reward or notice you!”

you chuckle, “i know, mikey. it really sucks, but i’ll be at home watching the tv and cheering you on. okay?”

michael sighs and runs a hand down his face, long fingers rubbing at his jaw. “okay,” he finally relents. he sighs again, “i better get going. i’m sorry, babe.” he frowns and the sight makes you frown.

“it’s okay, mikey, duty calls.” you reassure him softly, getting ready to board the moment you hang up. “i love you, okay? i’ll be watching.”

he nods and lets you know he loves you too before the call dies. you’re up in an instant and board your flight, prepared to see him in the evening.

when you land, you shoot off a text to logan letting him know you’re in st. louis. he’s quick to respond, telling you to go to baggage claim and that someone’s already there to pick you up.

sure enough, one of the assistants is there and grins and waves at you from where they stands. they wear a light blue uhc polo, the team’s logo hidden under a dark vest.

they help you with your bags and the folded poster you carry and drive you to the enterprise arena, letting you drop your bags off with the team’s things inside the bus for you to grab later. they hand you your ticket, a seat up against the glass so michael has a good look at you during warm ups, and then run off.

you get to your seat and unfold the poster that you’ve tucked under your arm. you hold it up to the glass, showing the two teams and everyone around you the words you’ve written on them.

‘i’ve come a long way—puck or stick?’

you watch as multiple players skate past you, smiling wide when clayton does a double take and waves at you and when logan winks. it takes a few more players to skate by until michael sees you, sign held high above your head and a large smile on your face.

he skates up to where you stand, giddy and smiling widely. he bangs on the glass, even though your attention is already on him, and turns around to receive a puck shot in his direction. he smiles as he scoops it off the ice. you bring your sign down and watch as michael brings the puck to the player bench and grabs a sharpie. when he returns, he takes the time to write something down quickly, glancing at you with a soft smile and flushed cheeks.

he knows you’re going to scold him later, but he brings the puck to his lips and presses a kiss to the cool rubber before tossing it over the glass. you catch it immediately, ignoring the other fans and children screeching beside you.

michael points at the puck and mouths, “read it!” when you catch it. when you look down, you smile at michael’s scratchy writing, the words i love you written on the puck.

you look at him and smile, pressing a palm to the glass. he reciprocates and presses a gloved hand to yours before the timer runs off.

“this game is for you,” he says, and you can barely hear it but you can tell what he says regardless.

[yanyandam]

HII I've been reading some of your works and I really really like your writing! it flows so well, you get the characters personalities right and I just love everything. It's kind of a boring request but could you do Mikey, Baji, Smiley or Rindo x fem boxer reader? Maybe he helps her train, gives her advice, hypes her up before a fight, tends her injuries/bruises, picks her up after practice, stuff like that or anything else you come up with

YO YO YO sorry for the lonnng wait. TY FOR THE SUPPORT! NOT BORING AT ALL BTW I always loved this idea. Hope this fits...I wanted to do one shots but didn't have much time so just threw hcs for the whole crowd

BOXER GF! HCS- Mikey, Baji, Smiley and Rindou

-Mikey adores sparring with you, he calls it "bonding time". -Brags about you to literally everyone, even if they didn’t ask. Even at hot springs. “You see these abs? My girl PUNCHED them into me.” -Constantly makes sound effects and dumb poses while you’re doing serious training (which somehow hypes you up more) -Will pout if you’re too focused on boxing and not on him -You tape his fingers when he gets into useless fights like a kid, and he calls it “girlfriend blessings”.

-Overall, he thinks you’re the coolest, but don't expect him to often help you with anything

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The gym is empty except for the echo of punches hitting the heavy bag. Manjiro's lying on the floor beside you, half-asleep with an energy drink can balanced on his forehead. You’re in full training mode, sweat dripping, jaw clenched, laser-focused. He whines without opening his eyes, "you’ve been punching that bag for, like… hours.”

"It’s been twenty minutes," you mutter, throwing another combo. He bolts upright with a dramatic gasp. “That’s it. I challenge you. Loser makes dinner!”

You raise an eyebrow. “We don’t even live together. Besides, you can’t cook.”

“Exactly,” he grins, bouncing on his toes. “You better win.” you both end up wrestling more than sparring. He keeps slipping on the mat “accidentally” so she ends up straddling him in victory. “You win,” he sighs dreamily, arms around your waist. “You always do.”

-Baji always refers to you as "my undefeated queen" even if you’ve had some losses, in his mind, you never lose.-Thinks your punches are like poetry in motion, and internally cries when you land a perfect combo.-Tries to sneak peke j into the gym to “watch mama train.”-Gets way too into corner-manning during your matches and ends up yelling the wrong advice -Overall, also thinks you’re the coolest. Period.

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Baji waits outside your boxing match with hidden nervous energy, pacing in circles with a box of handmade biscuits ("for post-fight protein," he insists). A tiny stray cat sits on his shoulder like a parrot. He named it “Coach.” As the bell rings, he clenches his fists like he's the one fighting. "You got this! Just like that!” You land a clean jab. He cheers. You take a hard hit to the ribs. He swears under his breath. After the win, you walk out sweaty and limping, and Baji runs up, dramatic as hell, draping his hoodie over your shoulders like you're royalty.

"Coach and I were sure you’d fuck them all up" he laughs. You pat his head and say, “I only won 'cause I could hear you screaming like a degenerate.” He straightens up with pride. “That's me.”

-Smiles ‘sweetly’ at any ‘fan’ who flirts with you, but Smiley is already planning how to ruin their life. -Loves watching you fight, not for the art, but for the violence. He’s like “Hit harder, babe.” -Trains with you but plays dirty every single time. Still loses on purpose sometimes because he loves the dominance. -Brings your flowers in your favorite color after every match. (There may or may not be blood on the stems.) -Says things like, “You looked so hot with your nose bleeding. Marry me.” With that unmoving smile; It’s lowkey creepy

-Overall thinks you’re the coolest only because you’re his gf, either he would’ve made fun of you for losing the most INSIGNIFICANT fight

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Nahoya sits ringside during one of your underground fights, chin resting on his hand, smile sweet as syrup but with a glint of something sinister. Every time your opponent tries something dirty, his smile widens, more teeth showing. “You saw that elbow, didn’t you, love?” he calls out mid-round, like they’re discussing the weather. “Break their ribs. For me?” You don't respond. But your next punch does land right in the person’s gut. After the match, you walk past him, bloodied lip and all, giving him a look like don’t push it.

He falls into step beside you, slipping his hand into yours like nothing happened. “You’re breathtaking” he whispers.

"You're insane," you mutter.

"And you chose me," he replies with a smirk. "So what does that make you?" You punch him in the arm. He grins harder.

-Oh Rindou, he thinks you’re perfect. But his arrogance won’t let him admit you’re fine by yourself, he’s pretty sure you have a lot to learn ‘from him’

-Buys you expensive gym gear just to see your reaction when you go “Sweetie, I didn’t need this”. -Hosts post-fight parties in your honor, invites everyone you’ve ever beaten. He thinks it’s funny. -Challenges you to drinking contests after training. Loses every time and calls it “strategy”. If you don’t drink alcohol, it’ll be an energy drinks contest. -Lowkey gets jealous of your trainer and pretends to be your coach just to hang out more.

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You’re trying to focus on cardio at the gym with Rindou. He’s shirtless (no reason, just to show off), glasses on, casually lifting weights like he’s in a music video.

“You’re gonna distract me into breaking my ankle,” you call out, adjusting her wraps. “That’s your own willpower issue, not my fault I’m hot,” he smirks, sipping a cocktail out of a shaker bottle. You punch the bag once. Twice. He watches, then puts down his dumbbell. “You’re getting sloppy,” he says lazily.

She glares at him. “Come say that to my face.”

He grins, steps into the ring. "Hit me, champ."

Y’all spar, kind of. He blocks half-heartedly, dodges some, takes a hit to the chest and whistles. “Damn. That one shook my soul. You turn me on and beat me up. Can’t decide if I’m in heaven or not.”

They end up on the mat, him sprawled, her sitting on his chest. He raises an eyebrow. “Afterparty?”

“Only if you let me ride your stupid bike.”

“You had me at ‘stupid’.”

[dancingdonatello]

Nothing for 2k12 mikey is breaking my heart..(especially since u find him annoying) but I was hoping I could humbly request a 2k12mikey x really stoic and cold reader :3 take ur time and love ur writing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2012 mikey x reader

You were sitting on the couch, watching the wrestling matches with Raph. Everyone else was doing their own thing… except for Mikey.

He sat next to you and had not looked away from you for at least 10 minutes. His eyes were all big and wide and you could see his eyes flicking up and down your form.

“What?” you hissed out, turning to face him. He smiled widely in response.

“Nothing!” He leaned in closer, blinking slowly.

You scowled at him, tensing up. “Then stop staring at me!”

“Why?” He tilted his head. “Does it bother you?”

“…” You narrowed your eyes at him. He was definitely trying to trick you. “No.”

He smiled innocently.

More minutes passed and Mikey was suspiciously quiet. Every time you glanced over, he was an inch closer to you.

You tensed when he was suddenly in your side, leaning half of his weight into yours.

Would it make it worse to point it out or ignore it? You gave him yet another glance but his attention was absorbed into the TV screen. It wasn’t like he was bothering anybody. Not really, anyway.

You sighed, rolling your eyes to yourself. No matter what you did, he never gave up. He always got what he wanted: cuddles. You sank deeper into the couch and Mikey obviously took that as you relaxing and accepting defeat. He snuggled closer with a happy churr, ignoring the stares Raph and Leo gave you two over their shoulders.

Well. Nothing you could do about it now, you guess.

[fizzywashere87]

OKAY OKAY SO I WAMNA REQUEST LIKE 2012 RAPH HAS A CRUSH

AND HIS CRUSH IS THE MOST DENSE MF EVER LIKE RAOH WILL FLIRT WITH EM AND THEY'LL BE LIKE "awe thanks!" Just really oblivious lol

notes: OMGIE YESSSSS THIS IS CUTE (it has been rotting in my inbox for a few weeks months and this i apologize for) also i didn't know if you wanted hc's or a fic so i js went with a fic for this one BUT I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS TYSM FOR REQUESTING ML I HOPE YOU ENJOY!! 🫶🫶

Content: Gn! Reader, Fluff? Slight crack ig, Rushed at the end kinda

Warnings: None

M.List

Think Babes, Think!

Raphael and his brothers were training in the dojo, as usual. Nothing new, nothing to bat an eye for, though Raphael was somewhat distracted. This was not usual.

What was he thinking about that made him so distracted you ask me?

Them.

Who's them?

(Name)

He's gonna try and flirt with them today, that's why he's so worked up.

Raphael is put against Donatello today in their sparring matches, and while they circle each other just waiting for Master Splinter to give them the 'go,' Raphael can't seem to shut his thoughts up.

They probably don't even like you back.

You're an ugly, gross mutant, they're human and just perfect, no human wants to be with a mutant, nonetheless one like them.

Ugly green freak-

His anger was beginning to show on his face. Donatello noticed, raising a non-existent brow, he started, "Uh- Raph-"

"Haijime!"

Raph lunged at Donnie right away, which the taller turtle narrowly dodged, causing Raph to tuck and land on his knees for him to quickly get back up again. The rest of the sparring match was a blur, Raphael was just angry.

"Yame!"

He came back to his sense when he heard Donnie groan from the floor as he stood over him panting slightly. He wasn't as angry as he was a few seconds ago, but the feeling of anger definitely lingered. Donnie got up, Leo and Mikey were already seated on their knees, Leo having won that match. "Uh, Raph, you look, like extra angry dude-" Mikey spoke up prompting Raph to whip his head at his younger brother and send him a glare.

"I am not angry." He spoke through gritted teeth, Mikey put his hands up in mock defense as Donnie and Raph go to sit on their knees beside their two brothers. Master Splinter stands in front of his four sons his hands clasped behind his back, the boys wait to hear what he's about to say, Raph, with an angered look on his features.

"You boys did-"

"Casey! Cut it out!"

"I didn't do nothin' red!"

"Say on God, we both seen you Jones!"

Master Splinter sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose at the certain ruckus going on at the new arrivals if you'll call them that, Leo also seems to sigh, the rest of the brothers unphased.

At the sound of their voice, Raph's anger was immediately lifted a ton, and he thought about his plan to flirt with them today. He didn't know how he was going to do it, but he was going to. His attention turned back to his sensei when he heard another sigh come from him. "You boys did well today, remember your strengths, hide and let go of your weaknesses. We will resume our training tomorrow."

"Hai sensei!" The boys say together, bowing slightly before getting up and meeting their human friends who're in the living room.

As the four boys walk in, April gives a warm smile and wave, (Name) flashes their usual grin, and Casey continues munching on popcorn. Donnie runs to April first much to Casey's dismay and he gets ready to pick a small fight. Mikey, as usual runs to grab a comic book and he plops on the couch next to Casey, giving (Name) a fist bump, Leo also walking over to greet and join his friends. (Name) looks to Raph who seems to be taking the soul out of that poor punching dummy.

(Name) walks over to him, smiling slightly. "Hey Raph, what 'cha up to?" They ask talking over his quieter grunts. He pauses for a moment, looking at them and sighing slightly, (Name) didn't pick up on it.

"Nothing, just punching." He replies, crossing his arms, they look at the dummy and back at him, nodding in understandment. He really wanted to say something sweet to them, something that would give them the hint. This was so, so, not like him. He's not supposed to care about this, the only thing he's supposed to care about is punching aliens and taking down Shredder. So why, why was he so persistent with this?

Although now that he thinks about it, he may have to be a bit more straightforward with (Name). There was that one time...

"Hey." Raph says as a greeting, seeing (Name) walk into the lair, they plop down on the couch next to him, and he sets his comic down.

"Hey Raph! What's up?" (Name) smiled and started idly tapping their foot on the ground. This was his chance, why was he doing this? Never mind that he's doing it, no matter how soft he comes off as.

"You," he clears his throat, "you look cute today." Raph says mentally cursing himself at the way he sounded and how they easily could've taken that as him implying they don't look cute everyday.

(Name) pauses for a moment, taking in his words. A bright smile etches across their face and she gives him a thumbs up. "Thank you Raph! You look pretty good yourself!" They stay quiet for a moment before speaking up. "You okay? It's totally not like you to give out compliments like that!" (Name) tilts their head a wave of concern washing over their adorable human features.

Raph was dumbfounded, shocked even. He stayed quiet for a moment as he processes how his flirting just flew over your head. Were they playing dumb with him to avoid rejecting him? he wouldn't blame them... (Name) was a human and he was an ugly green freak!

"What do you mean?! I can't compliment people?!" He plays the angry and defensive card to get out of that one.

(Name) watches as he punches the dummy, looking over how his muscles flexed at certain points, taking it all in. They wished he seen them the way they do. Why can't he like them back?

Raph stops his punching and turns towards (Name), he took a deep breath and sighed. "(Name), can I ask you something?" He sounded almost nervous? What was wrong?

"Of course Raph! What's up?" (Name) asked slightly concerned, it could be anything at this point. (Name) was hoping he'd get it over quickly so they don't have to wait any longer in suspense.

"Would you," Raph clears his throat, "Would you want to go out sometime?" His tried not to wince as his voice took on a higher pitch at the end.

(Name) thought for a moment, was he asking them out? Probably not, either way they would love to go. "Sure!" They smile, "Any specific reason?" They ask curious as to why Raph of all people would want to go out with them.

Raph sighed audibly through his nose. Welp, this was going to be all or nothing. Time to rip the bandaid off for this one. "I was asking you out on a date." He crosses his arms he scoffs. "Forget it, you wouldn't want to go on a date with an ugly green mutant. Stop playing stupid with me." Raph walks off, angry and a little sad.

(Name) pauses for a moment, as if something wet had just hit them in the face. "What?" They mumble. "Raph wait!" They call out and Raph pauses.

"What do you want?" Raph turns around to face them again, although he didn't really want to. (Name) lightly jogs up to him. "I would love to go out with you, I just didn't think that you liked me like that..." (Name) says rubbing the back of their neck awkwardly.

Raph raises a brow, a small smirk on his face. "You really are that dense." He said crossing his arms, getting an eye roll from (Name)."Where were you thinking we go?" (Name) asks, referring to their up coming date, completely disregarding his (lighthearted) insult.

"Mr. Murakami's place, it's not like I can go anywhere else." Raph says as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. (Name) shrugs and nods. "You do have a point there." They smile at him and plant a kiss on his cheek.

"Pick me up at 8 on Friday!" (Name) skips off to go hangout with April who was seated on the couch engrossed in her laptop for school. Raph was left there with pink cheeks and wide eyes, his jaw slightly agape.

Wow.

@fashionablysouly @serendipitous-girl

[httpvomitello]

Hello! Can I request TMNT 2012 with Fem! Reader as Mitsuri Kanroji from Demon Slayer? Like how they are going to react to her unusual hair color, strength, appetite and her... Unusual taste of clothes?

If it wouldn't be too much can you also write how they are giving her the high socks like Obanai did with Mitsuri?

I am sorry if this request sound rude and if it's to much for you, you are free to ignore my request!!!! Have a good day/night

Hello, hello! No need to apologize for this request that ended up making me very happy to write. However, I didn't want to put all four in one part, so I decided to do it separately. And I have to admit, it's been a while since I've seen anything from Demon Slayer, but I hope you like it! ♡♡♡♡

Pretty Girls Fight Like This! *⁠.⁠✧

It was late one evening when Leonardo first met you, and needless to say, your presence caught him off guard.

You had come into their lives through April, who insisted that you’d be an asset to their team. At first, Leo didn’t understand what she meant. Then, he saw you take down a handful of Kraang droids with strength that rivaled Raph’s, all while laughing like it was a game.

You were... different. Not just because of your insane strength, but also because of your look. Your long hair was streaked with vibrant shades that seemed almost unnatural, your appetite could rival Mikey’s, and your outfit choices? Let’s just say they weren’t exactly “ninja stealth material.”

Leo first noticed your unusual strength during a sparring match in the lair. He had approached the fight like any other, underestimating you just slightly—not in a mean way, but because he wasn’t used to seeing someone as strong as Raph who didn’t have a temper to match.

But then you disarmed him with a single flick of your wrist and sent him sprawling to the ground.

“Oops! Sorry, Leo!” you said, crouching down to help him up, your cheerful smile shining brightly.

Leo stared up at you, dumbfounded. “How... how did you do that?”

You shrugged. “I guess I’ve always been strong. My family says it’s a blessing or something.”

From that moment on, Leo couldn’t help but be fascinated by you.

Then there was your appetite.

It was movie night, and Mikey had insisted on ordering enough pizza for an army. You happily joined in, grabbing slice after slice, keeping pace with Mikey without breaking a sweat.

Raph raised an eyebrow as you polished off your fourth slice. “You sure you’re not part turtle? 'Cause you’re puttin’ Mikey to shame.”

You laughed, wiping your mouth with a napkin. “I just love food! Besides, Mikey’s still the champ. I’m just warming up.”

Leo watched you with a small smile, amused by how effortlessly you fit in with his brothers.

What really threw Leo off, though, was your taste in clothes.

You often wore vibrant, eye-catching outfits that seemed more suited for a festival than sneaking around the shadows of New York. Today’s choice was no exception: a bright, pastel-colored ensemble that clashed hilariously with the lair’s dim lighting.

“Isn’t that outfit a little... Too much?” Leo asked, his tone carefully neutral.

You tilted your head, your hair falling over your shoulder like a ribbon. “I guess so,” you admitted, “but I like feeling cute, even when I’m fighting bad guys. It makes me happy!”

Leo didn’t know what to say to that, so he just nodded, silently wondering how someone could be so unapologetically themselves.

It wasn’t long before Leo found himself going out of his way to do small things for you.

Like when he noticed you always tugging at your socks during training because they kept slipping. At first, he didn’t think much of it, but then he overheard you complaining about it to April one day.

“They’re always falling down! It’s so annoying,” you said, huffing. “But I can’t find any that stay up!”

The next time Leo went topside, he kept an eye out for anything that might help. Eventually, he found a pair of long, durable socks in a shop window. They reminded him of something a samurai might wear—simple but sturdy—and he couldn’t help but think of you.

When he handed them to you a few days later, you were surprised, to say the least.

“Socks?” you said, holding them up.

“They’re supposed to stay up during activity,” Leo explained, rubbing the back of his neck. “I noticed yours kept slipping, so... I thought you might like these.”

Your eyes lit up, and you tackled him in a hug before he could react. “Leo, you’re the best!”

He froze for a moment, then slowly patted your back, his face heating up. “It’s... nothing. Really.”

But to you, it wasn’t nothing. It was thoughtful, and it made your feelings for him grow even more.

As time went on, Leo found himself admiring all the little things that made you... Well, you.

Your strength, your appetite, your eccentric clothes—all of it was part of the charm that made you stand out. And the more he got to know you, the more he realized that you weren’t just a colorful whirlwind in his life—you were a light he didn’t know he needed.

And for you, Leo’s quiet acts of kindness only made you fall for him harder. Whether it was a pair of socks or a word of encouragement during training, he always seemed to know just what you needed.

It wasn’t long before the two of you became inseparable, your bond growing stronger with each passing day. And as Leo watched you laugh with his brothers, bright and unapologetically yourself, he couldn’t help but feel grateful to have you by his side.

[boybeholding]

oops this ones a fic. sorry that im just the stoner x reader guy i cant help it

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2012 Raph + Stoner Reader Content Warnings: recreational drug use, swearing

Not requested.

Mikey, Donnie (wip), Leo (& 2)

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Casey introduced you.

Raph should have been more skeptical when he dragged him out to shoot hoops in the middle of the night, insisting that they had to go to the high school and use their court.

Casey had thought of this plan about 5 minutes before its execution, so he was simultaneously begging you not to freak out and Raph not to be mad.

"Casey-!? What the fuck IS that thing?"

"oh, you are one to talk, you poser garbage--"

you got along. eventually.

when Casey and him brought you to the lair, you witnessed a screaming match to put any family holiday to shame.

the orange one... kind of took your side. in that he dragged you away in the middle of it to watch shitty anime.

it put you at a 3v3 between the group of friends/siblings. you didn't meet their father until after a life-threatening catastrophe where you... arguably... saved april's life.

so, by proxy of your shared traumatic experience, you got to hang around sometimes.

Raph was dead asleep when you cut class to go down there. scared the shell off of him when you jostled him awake.

"Hey, pepper. Wake up."

he threw his pillow at you.

"C'monnn!! Casey ditched me for April. I hate smoking alone."

"I hate when dumbasses wake me up in the middle of the night."

"It's 2pm. I just left school."

"My night."

he got up eventually. he lead you down a seemingly random pipe, insisting he knew a spot that wouldn't smell like. well... sewer.

he didn't ask any questions, just pretended like he knew what he was doing. when you asked him if he wanted some, he just scoffed and took the pipe from you.

you had to reach over and adjust his hand to hold it right, even as he protested. you lit it for him.

"don't take too big a hit."

"yeah, yeah, i get it."

he took too big a hit.

you made him hold his arms above his head as you fumbled for your water bottle, laughing hysterically at him. you gave his shell a few firm pats as he coughed his lungs out.

you honestly thought he might puke.

he didn't, though. asked to try again. and again.

"dude. you are so high," you snickered at him.

he bristled at you. did he realize how close your faces were? how your hands were on top of each other on the pipe?

you grinned all wide and found yourself lost in a laughing fit, and it was only egged on harder when you watched his face split into a grin.

"shut up," he hissed between giggles.

did he even know how cute he was?

"hey, pepper,"

"okay, knock it off. not my name."

you pouted. "but you're red and green!"

you reached for him and he planted a hand on your face, pushing you away.

"and so spicy," you cooed, yelping when he suddenly shoved you hard. you pouted, laying on the ground on your back.

"case'n point."

you sat in silence for a long minute. or, maybe only a few seconds. it was hard to tell.

"hey..." he broke the silence. "...do you think sensei's gonna be able to smell this shit on me?"

you rubbed your eyes. "oh yeah. one hundred percent."

"...wait, shit, really?"

[rorynn]

Can I request rotmnt with anger issues teen!reader (gn, 15-16) who has difficulty with expressing that they see the turtles as their sibling figure? They don't wanna admit on how they see the turtles cuz if they said that the reader would be embarrassed due to how they were treated by their bio siblings about it so they just don't say anything, only that they are just friends.

A/N: Of course! Here's a set of headcanons for the Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (ROTTMNT) with an angry, reserved teen reader who secretly sees the turtles as sibling figures but has difficulty expressing it. I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT!!

General Dynamics

The Turtles’ Initial Perception: At first, the turtles assume you’re just a moody, tough teenager who prefers to keep things casual. They respect your boundaries but are curious about the walls you’ve built around yourself

Your Struggles: You often lash out when things get too emotional or personal, fearing vulnerability might lead to mockery or rejection, like what you experienced with your biological siblings.

Silent Acts of Care: Despite your reluctance to express your feelings, you show you care in subtle ways—fixing things they break, grabbing their favorite snacks, or patching up their gear without being asked.

Individual Turtle Dynamics

Leonardo:

Leo teases you constantly, but he’s careful not to push too far when he senses you’re genuinely upset.

He makes lighthearted jokes about you being “the angsty middle sibling” to see if you’ll slip up and admit you see them as family.

When you’re overwhelmed, Leo offers distractions rather than deep talks—movies, video games, or spontaneous rooftop hangouts.

Raphael

Raph is incredibly protective of you, even if he doesn’t fully understand your emotional struggles. He sees you as part of the team, even if you insist you’re just “friends.”

He’s the first to notice your hidden acts of kindness, like repairing his punching bag or leaving protein bars in his gym bag.

During heated moments, Raph is the one to remind you it’s okay to be angry, but he also encourages you to channel it productively—sparring matches become your shared thing.

Donatello

Donnie appreciates how you quietly help out with his experiments or organize his tools when he’s too busy to do it himself. He doesn’t say it outright, but he considers it your way of bonding.

He’s great at giving you space when you need it but will also deliver blunt truths if he thinks you’re being too hard on yourself.

Donnie surprises you by creating small gadgets that help manage your anger—like stress-relief tools or a punching dummy that fights back (lightly).

Michelangelo

Mikey makes it his mission to break through your emotional barriers with kindness and persistence.

He often pulls you into group activities like cooking, painting, or prank wars, subtly reminding you that you’re part of their “family unit.”

Mikey is the one who comforts you during rare moments of vulnerability, assuring you that it’s okay to care about them without fear of rejection.

The turtles, being who they are, would likely accept you with open arms, helping you work through your anger and fears while showing you that family isn’t about blood—it’s about love and loyalty.

[taffybear]

IM BACK AGAIN i always vanish for like 5 months but i always come back!!!

i have some headcanons to offer... they have been sitting in my sketchpad for like 2 years so its time they see the light...

also if you have any prompts/requests for writing or a lil drawing drop an ask PLEASE

Leonardo

extremely high pain tolerance. could have a huge bleeding open wound and not even notice until he sees blood.

has eyebags

memorizes poems and songs just for fun

loses at all video games but plays anyway

not very tolerent of his brothers

the most mannered out of his brothers

knowledge of memes doesn't go past the days of vine

we all have that one song we love and adore that doesn't match our music taste at all, and leo's is hollaback girl

lord knows how it started but its an inside joke/tradition that everyone gets leo chapstick for christmas and his birthday

listens to true crime

severe ocd like he can't even bare to watch his brothers cook or clean

Raphael

dry scoops like its nothing

kins rainbowdash like actually she was his role model as a kid

a talented mechanic! helps donnie out on the truck, and also works on his rescued hunk of junk motorcycle regularly. where did the bike come from? questionable

unironically vibes to sexxy red and glorilla

HUGE CAR AND BIKE NERD

literally cried getting his tatt done

the type of guy who becomes a whole ass baby when he's sick. he can't do a single thing, tied to his bed, he makes mikey bring him whatever he needs

ofc ofc the brooklyn accent, but also fluently speaks ganglish and lowkey has that blaccent like ariana in that one era....

curses every other word but holds his tongue around splinter because you best know he raised his boys better than that

Donatello

reads fanfiction.

huge gap in his teeth ofc

listens to harry potter ambience to sleep

legally blind

clumsy like REALLY clumsy

is actually the funniest. his humor adapts to whoever he's with, and he actually knows how to make people laugh. he's extremely observant.

insomniac, does it even need to be said?

least boobs im sorry guys

wears those grippy bottom socks around the house he loves them

dedicated minecraft player, has a huge world with mikey and raph that they've had and built on since they were 12

Michelangelo

always covered in bandaids, often just because he likes how they look

LOVES bluey i mean they all do really but mikey watches it religiously

has dimples

really stocky fella

biggest smile ever hes so cute

found a wig and wore it for a week when he was 10

went through a just dance phase and played it like everyday for almost a year and now he's actually a fire dancer

god forbid this boy gets his hands on some stickers because HE WILL put them on everything and anything especially to inconvenience his brothers

goes all out on april fools and teams up with raph to cause max chaos