Pickup Lines

I will fight you both

You give off thunder vibes

*Liam Nelson Voice* I know who you are. I will find you, and I will fight you.

*hands on hips* There’s nothing subtle or epic about me, Broski. I’m literally the definition of loud and proud. That makes me lightning and aggressive sunshine. We’ve talked about this.

*openly weeps*

Guys…they did it. They finally did it. They had the talk. They had the hug.

I’ve been waiting for so long 🫢😖🤧😭🙌🏼💙🧡✨

"You're not a bad person-- you're young. And you're doing your best"

read the latest chapter of T&E this morning... it's gotta be my fav future Leo fic

under the cut: a glitch with the background that I thought looked cool as well

Ladies and gentlemen may I present to you

A VERY GOOD BOI

like this is so tender? And my heart is healing? 💙❤️‍🩹

the blue one

This One’s For The Boys

For my guys, my dudes, my broskis, my mates, my pals, and most importantly, my friends

The Sunshine Boys: those who are so good it's kinda hard to believe they actually exist. Not a mean bone in their body. Always got something nice to say. Works quietly in the background, but is always there for you. Smiles are literally blinding; so full of sunshine goodness and light. Honestly just makes your heart warm to see them again. Life is better simply because they light up every single life they touch, and just like the sun, you desperately miss the warmth of their soul and wholesome character when they are gone. Also somehow also a living golden retriever???

The Cinnamon Roll Boys: boys too sweet and wholesome for this world. May or may not give you a cavity. Always spending time in the kitchen thinking about what new masterpieces they want to create. Secret quiet confidence. A real classic gentleman. The type of boy your momma would love, and your siblings want to be their brother. Strong desire to squish face cheeks because they've got that strong baby energy.  Always there with a smile, a hug and a warm plate of homemade cookies. Compassionate to the max, they just wanna share that goodness with everybody. Always makes you feel welcome and part of the family. Best Friend Material hands down, so he will tease. You have been warned. 

The Adventure Boys: Makes everything seem like a grand adventure. Excitedly grabs your hand with a reckless grin, bright eyes and pulls you into whatever form of mischief they're currently up to. Karaoke jam sessions in the car, late-night food runs, stickers and memorabilia of every trip. Doesn't take pictures as much as they probably should because they're always too caught up in the moment. A little reckless, making your heart race just a little, but heart of gold because they just want to experience the world with you. Every adventure becomes a fond memory with soft but often exasperated smiles. 

The Grass Boys: Quiet soft boys who feel more comfortable out in the sun or up in a tree somewhere. Fantastic listener, wicked observant, probably a closet nerd, but is an engaging story teller once you get to know him. Messy hair always up in a baseball cap with golden skin that's been kissed from adventures out in the sun all day. Has fingers and shoes stained with something he's working on. The handyman, knows oodles of random facts and probably could fix anything if you give enough time and a little bit of duct tape. Dad  in training. Not afraid to take the lead when needed to, but always going to make sure your voice has been included. 100% would be the type to dance in the rain with you. 

The Fire Boys: Boys with boisterous voices and quick tongues whose passions blaze within their hearts. Intense and a little in your face, but they just can't hold back how much they feel. Never afraid to stand up for what they believes in and is loyal almost to a fault. Will fight you and for you. Stubborn and doesn't back down, always wanting to find justice for the world because just wants to make it better. Sometimes anger runs away from him, and worlds may burn a little, but there will be nowhere safer than in the warmth of this boy's hug. 

To all the boys, I'm sorry that we live in a world where your thoughts and feelings have been dismissed and made trivial. 

You are important. You are needed. Your influence is making a difference and the world needs more goodness like you. 

From a girl who sees you, is proud of your efforts and loves you from a distance for the wonderful person that you are. 

I can't not tell you the amount of rage I feel after drawing this. Lee from Bayverse movies is my least favorite turtle and the fact he came out decently well BUGS me like none other.

You can see my displeasure in my roast with my dear friend @anobodyinabog. Hence the reason I decided to set him on fire.

oHOHOHO character analysis you say? *cracks knuckles* Lemme try my hand at this…

My personal ROTTMNT HC’s

Bad Boy: Donnie > See the thing with Donnie is he very much gives me Michele Buble’s “This Thing Called Love Vibes.” As in he “must get around to it.”

I don’t really think that romance is really up Donnie’s alley. Not that he’s not capable or anything. Donnie knows he looks good and has a terrifying amount of self confidence because the turtle knows he gunna DeLiVeR.

But he’s a little introverted right? With an extremely extroverted family. To have to deal with romance is finding someone whose company rivals his enjoyment of solitude which I’m under the impression is very hard for him to come by.

Not to mention, I personally HC Donnie as demisexual or not being sexually interested or attracted until after having a deep emotional connection. Now I get Donnie has a “type” or whatever but I think that’s more of just an aesthetic appeal more than anything because Donnie cares about fashion and appearances (in the fact of looking good and dressing appropriately)

WHICH IS WHY HE WOULD BE THE BAD BOY! In the fact, I think he uses/pushes the title as an “emotionally unattached bad boy” as a way to hide from unnecessary attachments because relationships take a lot of work and energy and Donnie would rather dedicate that to his projects instead. Because they’re controllable and predictable. People are not.

Again, I think Donnie would act and be happy as the bad boy until ya know, he gets fricken hit in the face with the feels. And then he becomes the most obsessed overthinking sap the world as ever seen. I liked @khayalli take in demisexual Donnie for further explanation. (Go check it out)

Flirt: Mikey> Ok listen. Mikey is cute. He’s adorable. He’s emotionally mature. He’s naturally outgoing and friendly. Not to mention he’s also the youngest with a baby face. And the kicker?

He knows it. Now Mikey is not malicious by any means, but he’s also no simpleton. If he wants something, by using a combination of ANY of those listed above traits, I find it very hard to believe that he wouldn’t get what he wanted in some way and fashion. And ROTTMNT Mikey is no Bayverse Mikey in the means that he’s constantly throwing like pickup lines and pulling moves or anything, but I do think he’s genuinely a sweetheart who just wants to make friends. In my experience, a handful of well placed compliments, talking about common interests and playful physical connection (which is all apart of typical flirting behavior), goes a LONG way in helping people lower their defenses and be friendly right back. So I don’t think Mikey is necessarily a flirt intentionally (heaven help the poor person of interest, ROTTMNT Mikey sets his eyes on wooing. I sincerely doubt any chances of them coming out alive) but rather just has a natural charm about him that he uses to his advantage in his attempts to make connections. Miss @sophiacloud28 does a wonderful example of showing this in her darling fic “A Shot In the Dark” (go check it out. The first couple chapters are delightfully giggle worthy)

Lover Boy (hopelessly devoted romantic): Raph> This is gonna be real short, but I’ll keep it to the point. Just like Raph’s sai’s 😏👉🏼👉🏼. First, check out “The Heart Is a Muscle” by Gang of Youths and then come look me in the eyes and tell me this isn’t a Raph coded song. Go. Do it. I’ll wait. Simply put, the heart is a muscle and Raph knows a thing or two about muscles. He knows how to work them. How to stretch them to the breaking point and still come back swinging. Despite all of that strength, all of that power, Raph’s real secret weapon is just how much he cares. Raph no matter the iteration, but EsPeCiAlLy in Rise, cares with ALL of his big, beautiful heart. And the best part, is he’s not afraid to show it unlike other Raph’s. He loves, and loves, and loves some more. He loves and because he loves, he protects. Because he protects, he fights. And he’s fighting with the biggest muscle of them all: his heart.

So you really want to tell me, that Rise Raph who willingly cuddles with stuffed animals, gets excited about ambience and cake, cries at lovely dovey moments, talks in a baby voice to his brothers, constantly pulls said brothers into hugs and immediately jumps off and in front of danger to protect said family would not love you with every fiber of his being, with ALL of his heart in ways that only Raph’s can do, and tell me he’s not a devoted romantic? @clioarcadia Has some of the best examples of the completely whipped Raph that I have in mind. Most wholesome, go check it out 🤌🏼

F* Boy: Leo> Ok. Somewhat similarly with Mikey, Leo is pretty. Except instead of having Mikey’s wholesome somewhat naivety about his own appeal, Leo knows he’s pretty and he flaunts it. He literally calls himself the Faceman. And that’s just what he does. In all times and in all places. Leo is constantly saving face. Because despite having the said “prettiest face” of the family, sometimes it can be hard to be pretty when your own reflection is hard meet in the eye. Eye contact is something you use when you want to be serious and when you tell need to tell the truth.

And while Leo most definitely can be serious, I think he really struggles with being honest. To others for sure (the manipulative little butt) but especially to himself. So I think being a said F* boy is Leo’s way to find the connection, affection and attention he craves without having to lose the security of having said face and accidentally exposing himself.

Because everybody knows that when the mask finally falls, it never fits in place the same way again. @desceros and @gbao3 do a really good job of highlighting and illustrating these facts if any of y’all are curious.

I saw your lover boy headcanons and I raise you this, Avery

Bad Boy: Raph

Flirt: Mikey

Lover boy: Donnie

Fuck boy: Leo

*cough*

I mean, yes. Totally agree.

Now - calling fans of other iterations!

Reblog and tell me who's who:

Bad Boy:

Flirt:

Lover Boy (hopelessly devoted romantic):

Fuck Boy:

Just for funnies!

Oh you think it’s fun do you? Do you know how much it hurts?

"Tell me Atlas, what is heavier? The world or its peoples hearts?"

Loving people can consume you to the point that all you do is feel and you are crushed with the weight of its existence being contained in your own heart, as it eats you from the inside out.

Where does it go? Where does it go?

How many nights have I cried as the weight of my aching comes crushing down around me. All this love to give, and I share it as best I can.

So why oh why does it turn on me in my moment of weakness and consume me instead?

I think it's fun when characters carry so much love and have nowhere to put it down

So…does this beat do anything for anybody else??? Or is this just me??

Also THAT ANIMATED BOUNCE YALL 🤯🫠☠️💙

The animation in this movie will be the death of me because it’s so FLIPPIN SMOOTH AND PRETTY *respectfully flips a table*

Also not my TikTok. Rightfully belongs to the incredibly talented: @blizcocho

Just Imagine

Wanted to try something a little different today, a pick your own vibe kind of adventure if you will.

Before reading, please pick one of these song to set the mood of your choosing Rise Raph ❤️🧸:

Bayverse Raph ❣️💪🏼:

“Give me a few days of peace in your arms-I need it terribly. I'm ragged, worn, exhausted. After that I can face the world. “ ~Henry Miller

Just imagine It had been a long day. A long week even, and Raph was was feeling drained.

He glanced at the city that never slept below him as he lurked in the protective shadows from his position on the roof. The pulsing city lights and the intense scents of food vendors, car exhaust and just that oh so “homey” NYC street stench wafted around him like a pungent punch to his senses. Usually he loved sitting up here and watching the hustle bustle of just a normal crazy NYC night, but for whatever reason, it all just seemed like too much today. Everything seemed too much of late.

He let out a heavy sigh, his shoulders dropping with the action, and ran a weary hand down his face.

Raph was tired. Tired of holding it in, holding it back and just tired holding it together when once again the overwhelming feeling of everything felt like it was falling apart. All he wanted was just a little peace and quiet, a warm place to safely break down. Somewhere he could rest before having to pick up all the pieces, face this cold heavy world and do it all over again. Unbidden, your face came to mind as it often did when he was left alone with his musings. Your soft smile, the one that caused that little twinkle and the wrinkles at the corner of your eyes, beckoned to him.

And all at once Raph was hit with a moment of clarity. He didn’t have to hold it all together.

What Raph needed right now was to hold you.

Just imagine His heart thumping at a thundering pace, each beat echoing with your name as Raph raced along the rooftops at a dizzying speed. Raph jumping from building to building, ninja skills fueled by the heady thought of having you in his arms again. Just imagine

Raph finally making it to your building and climbing through his signature window without even a second thought. By muscle memory alone, Raph traced his path through the apartment towards you, not even needing to think. This was home, you were his home.

And he’d always find a way back to you.

Imagine

Raph finding you in the kitchen and without hesitation, stepping up behind you. Gently sliding his arms around your waist, and pulling you back flush up against the rough keratin of his plastron.

Silencing your squeak of surprise by pressing his beak to the nape of your neck underneath your hair where your scent was the most potent. Relishing in said scent, and felt it work it’s magic as his pounding heart rate began to slow.  Tightening his arms around you in a protective embrace. Whether for your security or for his, he didn’t know. What he did know was that he needed you in his arms, right now.

Needing the peace and warm that he could only associate with you when you were close to him like this. Just needing you. Just imagine

Raph slow dancing with you in the lowlight of the kitchen.

Raph turning you to face him, wanting, no needing to see that smile that had been haunting his thoughts that night. A slow almost hesitant finger coming up to stroke the curve of your beginning to pink cheek. An almost relieved sigh when you leaned into his touch with curious eyes. A tenderly aware hand sliding from your waist to the small of your back and pulling you further into his embrace to rest against his chest. Gently rubbing said hand in a slow rhythm up and down the notches of your spine and shoulders as the other hand gently wrapped around yours. Holding it in a soft fist close to his heart as he began to dance with you in his arms.

Well, it wouldn’t be much of a dance per se; your kitchen really wasn’t equipped to hold the giant turtle. So it was more of a small shuffle as Raph gently led you around the perimeter in small circles as he swayed back and forth with you held snug in his arms. There was no snarky trash talk, or signature playful joshing around. Just Raph resting his cheek against the top of your head, his slow breaths puffing against your hair. The sensation would tickle a little bit and make you shiver slightly. The movement would cause Raph to peak down at you with a fond smile quirking the corner of his lips. Prompting him to instinctively pull you closer, making sure to nestle your head under his chin so you could rest over his beating heart. Raph using the beat of said heart to set the rhythm of his sways as he whispers these lyrics in your ear

Rise Raph ❤️🧸:

“When I think of you sometime And I wanna spend some time with you

Just the two of us We can make it if we try Just the two of us”

Bayverse Raph ❣️💪🏼:

“I take your hand, hold it closer to mine Thought love was dead, but now you're changing my mind

My heart's a stereo It beats for you, so listen close”

Imagine

Raph wanting nothing more in this moment than to be soft with you. Going against his baser instincts and just wanting you close. He just likes these small moments where he can let down his guard and drop all the weight of the world and just be soft.

Being soft and gentle because he knows that it makes you feel safe with him.

Churring softly with the feeling of you being close to him because that means he finally feels safe with himself.

Just…Just imagine.

Thanks for the proofread @doreen090 💜

Dedicated to @anobodyinabog and @lotus-sunn

Thinking about y’all lovelies 🧡🫰🏼

*heavy breathing*

Have I even seen art before now?! BE STILL MY SOUL THIS IS BEAUTIFUL

Collab with @/PiGladiator on twitter

They did the wonderful lineart :D