#plz give it some love

[canonpayton]

Worship.

[a-literate-chicken]

As long as everyone's sending chicken pictures heres mine 😭 The buff in the first pic is my beloved Millie (short for mildred) <3 the rest are uh. Cryptids :) Last one is Juliet thinking what the HECK are those things (we had gotten new chicks hehe)

These made me laugh so hard

[usertoxicyaoi]

"What do you really want? What do you want?"

TWINS (2023). Episode 3.

[octoooo]

One thing I love about Giyuu is that he is everything everywhere. He’s alone, but he has a harem, he’s a fucking loser but everyone loves him, he’s quiet and antisocial but has 9 kids trailing behind him.

We’re told no one likes him but why does he have several wives? Giving Tengen a run for his money, That's why (speaking of which, Uzugiyuu + wives anyone??) He's so pretty but can’t use his looks to save his life, so much personality under his communication issues (and many other issues), everyone loves and hates him. Love to hate him, I like to say.

I think I’m talking nonsense

I’ve been working with sharpies today

Also 9 kids yes, Aoi has been adopted too. Kanao brought her over

[breezypunk]

"V, you know there's a fire behind you right?"

"Oh.. hardly noticed."

[hereforthe911buds]

yes yes we'd all love an Eddie "thinks he's homophobic because he hates seeing his best friend/crush dating a guy" Diaz.

but to really push his character development further, if/when Tommy leaves as a love interest, Buck should flirt with a woman for an episode, Eddie get just as flustered, making him realize it's not about Buck being with a guy. he just doesn't like Buck with anyone. and ope, there we go for some revelation.

[the-pea-and-the-sun]

how did it take me so long to start calling myself aromantic/arospec. like now that ive actually started using the term for myself its so crazy to me that i wasnt using this term since the first time i heard about it. i literally remember like almost a year ago being like "i wish i could just call myself aromantic itd just be a way easier way to explain to people the sort of relationships i want since im interested in sex and really close friendships but not really interested in traditional romantic relationships right now" like my brother you CAN?? jesus fuck. like this thought came aftera series of relationships where i would tell my friends that i had a crush on someone, then the relationship progressed in someway, then i got the sense that the person i was interested in had romantic feelings for me and id get this weird horrible feeling and would run away. and i was literally like "what is this whats going on". i was like woah this must be like.... commitment issues or something. like i was going around telling people that. i was getting over commitment issues that were surely temporary. but they werent asking me to commit to anything they just had feelings for me that i couldnt reciprocate bcz i was just attracted to them and wanted to me friends with them and i thought thats what romantic attraction was. i literally remember telling someone abt someone i liked an they were like "why dont u ask them out?" an my answer was just that i was trying to find reasons not to and i couldnt. cuz i was attracted to them and liked spending time with them and liked being their friend but i was so so happy not being in a romantic relationship anymore and i couldnt shake the feeling that if i got into another one even with the perfect person it was literally gonna ruin my life and i would have to pretend to have feelings that i didnt have.

idk im frustrated that i hadnt considered it sooner but its also kinda exciting to discover something abt urself an ur sexuality. like this label brings me the same joy that other labels that ive discovered fit me do like i feel like how i felt when i came to terms w being trans an being bisexual. i feel like im 13 again finding trans and bisexual youtubers and being like "??? there are others?" like ppl dont talk abut it as much w being aro and ace bcz those are defined by the absence of a feeling rather than the presence of one but it really can be just as exciting to find out that you're aro or ace as it can be to discover that you're a lesbian or gay or transgender or something.

like not to be cheesy but discovering that i could just. have friends and also have sex made everything kinda click in my head for me. like literally i felt like a more complete person. experiencing that and realizing like. oh. this is amazing this is literally all i want like nothing is missing. i literally just dont have to do romance stuff like no ones making me do that why did i think i have to do that. like oh my god this is such a good feeling i really can do whatever i want forever.

this post doesnt rly have a point exactly i just kinda have a lot of feelings to get out. i love you aromantic ppl i love being aromantic it fucking rules actually. every aromantic person whos posted abt their experience an helped me get comfortable w the label i owe u a hundred billion dollars jesus christ i love you guys

[embryoed]

How I feel with That Shot of Demetri with That Dialogue over it in the Season 6 Part One Trailer

[rucow]

this dude again (wip)

[fisheadz]

Made some more ISM doodles, this time including my hc designs for the patients - more or less, it changes every time I draw them. Also did a lil human-shaped aquarium doodle.

Also also think I finally nailed down the flare gun! Maybe. Idk man I hate drawing firearms.

If I had things to color with this would look so much better I promise.

[den-kunn]

el señor de la noche

soy mitad hombre mitad animal

[therearemothsundermybed]

i love this brain-damaged dumbass so much

[rabbitbakery]

this is my boyfriends art!!! Give him some love!!!

[oriixxc]

commission

[pandulce135]

Sick With Your Sibling (2012! Mikey & Sibling-Esque! Reader)

Note: Honestly, not my best work, however, I had the idea and put it in my docs. Maybe I'll rework it in the future, who knows. I really wanted to finish it sooner than later, but then a bunch of stuff hit so.. yippee. Mikey deserves so much more love from his brothers in the 2012 show i'm putting my foot down here. I think I kin mikey ;;;

Warnings: Not proofread in any capacity. Kind of ooc but, ehh

The seasons were changing and more and more work was piling up on your shoulders as the school year began to get into full gear. On top of the clubs you partook in, as well as all the work for your numerous classes, not to mention the looming threat of the Kraang and the Shredder, you couldn’t stop yourself from getting sick from exhaustion. With tired eyes, a runny nose and full body aches, you were in for a bumpy ride. 

You sat in your bed, the covers up to your shoulders as you both shivered and sweated. To the side was a box of tissues and on the floor was a trash can already full of gross used tissues. The box was nearly empty but you felt too heavy and too tired to move out of bed to grab a second box. 

There was a pain in your side as you tried to adjust to a more comfortable position and a sharp hiss was pushed out through gritted teeth. Your shoulders felt like it was carrying the weight of the Shell-Raiser, tense and knotted. Not even a massage could get these aches out of you. Your feet, which had been slathered in Vicks VapoRub and covered with fuzzy socks, ached like you have been standing for hours on end. 

Your entire day has been spent on bed watching Leo’s favorite show Space Defenders. You didn’t see the appeal but had promised to watch it. It was easy to point out the flaws of the characters then guess the endings of each episode and it didn’t take long to get bored of it. But it remained playing on the computer screen while you scrolled through your phone to find a game to play. That’s when you got a notification from Mikey. 

Mikes: hey my dude just checking in. you doin okay???

You: If ‘almost done with my tissues and feeling too heavy to replace the box’ is okay, then I’m just dandy :)

Mikes: you want me to come over? i can make you some soup! we can play games or relax or whatever!!!

You: Are you sure? You might get sick too…

Mikes: nah, i’ll be fine. i’ll be right over!!!

You couldn’t stop yourself from chuckling, only to feel the familiar scratchy feeling in the back of your throat. The soft chuckle quickly turned into a hacking cough as you desperately sat up and reached for your water bottle that sat on the nightstand next to your bed. 

“Hey, dudette, you should really consider locking your window. You never know what freaks could be climbing through at any given moment,” Mikey announced his arrival as he climbed through your window. He landed on his feet just in time to see you nearly inhaling the content of your water bottle. “Oh, jeez, you good?” He took a step forward just as you finished off the water. 

With a gasp of air, you responded, “Just peachy.” You weren’t ‘peachy.’ Your voice was raspy, your hair was a rat’s nest and you probably look like you haven’t slept in a week… which isn’t far from the truth considering all the work place on your shoulders, but still!

Mikey winced at your tone. “You don’t sound peachy…” He made his way over to sit on the edge of your bed. You watched as the skin where his brows would be furrowed upward as he looked around at your bed, taking in the tissue box, your disheveled comforter and numerous stuffed animals thrown about haphazardly. His eyes wandered back to you. “You don’t even look peachy. More cantaloupe skin pale.” He watched as you frowned before letting out an amused sigh. His shoulders relaxed. 

Sitting up, you leaned your back against the headrest of your bed. “What’s up, little man?” You felt a drop of something wet begin to drip out of your nose which you quickly wiped away with your sleeve. “Something on your mind?” The drip came back and you reached for a tissue to wipe your nose more effectively. 

Mikey leaned his shell against the wall behind him. “Nah, nothing is really up here.” He lazily pointed a green finger to his head. You didn’t miss how he looked down at his lap as he let his hand fall. “That’s what Donnie and Raph say, anyway.” His voice came out quieter, almost sheepish. 

Your eyebrows furrowed. How can they continue to get away with talking so poorly to Mikey? Sure, the young turtle before you was a bit rambunctious and reckless at times. Maybe he is a little loud and obnoxious. But he cares! He’s adventurous and curious. He’s just growing up. Maybe he’s not as mature as his brothers yet, but he’s Mikey. You wouldn’t want him any other way. 

“Boo. They’re dumb.” You gave a thumbs down as your tongue poked out at the side of your mouth. 

“Don't let Donnie hear you say that,” Mikey tried to joke, but you continued on.

“You’re you, Mikey. I wouldn’t want you to change for anyone.” You gave as wide of a smile as you could muster to the orange clad turtle sitting on your bed. 

His eyes widened, still holding a hint of sadness that looked unbearably wrong on him. “You really think that?” He asked in a near silent voice. He was being so vulnerable right now, you couldn’t let him continue thinking negatively about himself. 

You reached out for one of his three fingered hands and held it tight. “With all my heart.” Your eyes were stern but gentle as they stared into Mikey’s. 

He couldn’t help himself when he began to sniffle. In a flash, his arms wrapped around your torso and held you close as his head leaned against yours. “You’re like the best big sister I don’t have!” Mikey cried out, holding you tight. You couldn’t stop yourself from hugging back just as tightly. 

“Mikey, you’re gonna get sick,” you warned, your voice still raspy and your throat still scratchy. 

He loosened his hold but still didn’t let go. “I doubt it. I’m a mutant, remember? Super cool and part turtle?” You let out another chuckle, which, again, turned into another coughing fit as you forced yourself away from Mikey to cough into your arm. “Woah, you’re gonna cough up a lung! Can I get you anything?”

Your voice was nearly gone as you finished your violent coughing that left you gasping for air. “Water…” You reached out dramatically as your head fell back against the pillow you had propped up against the headrest. “I need… water,” your voice tapered off as your hand fell off the side of the bed. 

Mikey couldn’t help but laugh as he got up from your bed. “Water coming right up!” He announced as he left your room. 

“Another box of tissues, too!” You called as loudly as your throat would allow… which was hardly audible. At least in your opinion. Eh, you still had a few more in this box. You laid back down in your bed as you waited, your phone above your head, lighting up your face as you continued to scroll through it. 

It took all of two minutes for Mikey to return to your room with a few water bottles, an armful of snacks and, to your surprise, another box of tissues. 

Your eyes nearly twinkled in the laptop light that still had Space Defenders playing on it. “Mikey, you’re a gem.” 

He struck a pose with a wide smile. “I know.” With the movement, a water bottle and a bag of chips fell to the floor, earning a stifled laugh from you. You hid your smile behind your arm as you watched him retrieve his fallen items and climb back into the bed with you. 

You sat back up and immediately grabbed a bottle of water to chug in hopes it would get rid of the tickling at the back of your throat. It didn’t. Instead, it felt as if the water went down in a big ball, making you pry the bottle away from your lips and place a hand on your chest as if that would help the water go down any nicer. 

“Whoa, easy there-”

“Why must the entities that reign make me suffer in such a way?” You croaked out, staring up at the ceiling as the pain in your chest finally settled. You heard Mikey laugh over the rustling of a bag of chips. 

“You ask great questions, sister,” he chuckled, shoving a handful of potato chips into his mouth. 

There was a moment of silence between the two of you where only the rustling of the bag followed by crunching and Space Defenders was heard. Finally, you looked over at Mikey, who seemed to have all of his attention grabbed by the show and chips. 

You couldn’t stop thinking of how his brothers view him. Of how he really made you feel like a big sister, even as an only child. You really did love Mikey, but in a more protective manner. 

“You know how I’m an only child, right?” You asked out of seemingly nowhere. Mikey seemed to pop out of the control of the laptop to look over at you. 

“Yeah?”

“When I was younger, I always wanted to have a younger sibling. Alas, that never happened. Then I got older and got to meet you and your brothers.” You smiled at the orange clad turtle. “You’re like the little brother I never had, Mikey.” 

His eyes were wide as he sat silently, staring at you. In the corners you swore you could almost see tears forming. “You mean that?”

“I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it. We’re like siblings from another…” you paused to think for a second, trying to find the best way to finish the phrase, “...organic… life form?” 

There was a short pause before Mikey fell forward onto the bed in a fit of giggles. “That was awful.”

You rolled your eyes. “Forgive me for trying to be heartfelt!”

“More like cringey!”

“You’re so mean!”

“Nu-uh!”

“Yeah-huh!”

~~~~~

“Mind telling us how you got so sick, Mikey?” Donnie asked, standing over Mikey who was suffering in his bed. It felt ten degrees colder with Donnie in the room than without. 

Mikey thought about what you would say at this moment. It was almost like a lightbulb went off in his mind when he finally thought of the phrase you would use. With narrowed eyes and a sly smile Mikey spoke, “Wouldn’t you like to know, weatherboy?”

“Alright, I’ll text ‘em to let you know they got you sick.”

“What? No!” Mikey dragged out the no to be whinier. “They’ll say ‘I told you so!’”

[just-sp-in-inginthevoid]

Going into the Takeomi tags is getting ready to see a lot of hate on him, still getting pissed by it no matter how much you readied yourself bc some people truly don't get him, and only gaining back some hp once in a while when fanarts of him appear. Enough hp to get common sense back and get out of the tags