1) I will never do any type of nsfw with the turtles. Don’t ever ask me to do anything nsfw with the turtles. If you’re one of those people who likes nsfw of the turtles- block me. We do not do that here.
2) I like to make both platonic and romantic x readers! I’ll be sure to categorize them in the masterlist (which will be found below)
3) Requests are currently open! But remember they are requests, and I am writing them for free and fun, so there’s no like- set time limit for me to post. (Doesn’t mean I haven’t seen your ask, tho!)
4) I’m not averse to doing requests with heavier topics or Male!reader, but know that I’m still not the best-equipped writer for them. I will try my best, but for the most part I do more lighthearted stuff with Female! or GN! Readers - so that’s what I’ll often post.
So now! The list is under the cut :D
Masterlist:
.・゜-: ✧ :- -: ✧ :-゜・．
All turtles! (Non poly- same idea different turtles)
Platonic
Romantic
Leo!
Platonic
Free day! (GN)
Romantic
Raph!
Platonic
Romantic
Donnie!
Platonic
Romantic
Small displays of affection (hc)
Mikey!
Platonic
Free Day! (GN)
Romantic
(Another note- all of the turtles are at least 16 in these unless stated otherwise for my preference and general human decency)
Other characters:
Lou jitsu?
....perhaps...
Platonic
Romantic
Draxum???
....also perhaps....
Platonic
Romantic
Mud???? Dogs????
..... y e a h .....
Platonic
Romantic
Artist s/o headcannons!!
(That’s it! Looks like I have plenty of slots to fill. I’m excited to get this going, see ya!)
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I know I haven’t been writing much, this is a sideblog after all and I’ve gotten really really frantic with my daily life lately. I just wanted to pop in and say I still think it’s really cool that I keep getting notes everyday! It feels to have my writing help others feel good.
I still have some drafts I might update (no promises hehehe >:>) but yea!!!! Thank youuuuu~~ <3
Can I have headcannons of the mud dogs having a s/o that's a artist?
Dastardly :
He’s the type to want to keep checking in on your wips
Not in an annoying way though
Has the most artisanal taste out of the Mud Dogs, so if you really want critique you can trust him to give a valid opinion
That is, not without showering it with compliments right after.
I mean cmon! Just cause he’s got an eye for these things doesn’t mean he has to be rude about it- not to you.
Gets really soft and flattered if you ever ask him to observe something or check if anything’s off.
Kinda frequently checks up on you, to the point where it might get annoying-
“Are you sure you I couldn’t get you anything?” (He says after bringing you snack/refreshments/setting the room to your preferred temp/ clearing your workspace a little)
“Yes, Danny. Now l e a v e.” You say as he creeps back out.
Painting/Pottery outings! Like those shops with wine where you can both go to learn how to paint/mold/create something.
Overall is absolutely smitten at the prospect of you including him in your creation process
Your art’s a part of you! There’s no denying that- so being asked to be a part of it means a whole deal to him.
Makes you drinks while you work- and makes sure to put them in a cup very distinct from your paint/claystick sludge/paint thinner cups.
Malicious:
Drank from the paint cup
In fact, had drank from the paint cup, choked, set it back down, and less than three minutes later mistook it for his own cup again and took another swig
Help him
Besides a few, ahem, mishaps, He’s your biggest cheerleader.
VERY enthusiastic about your skills and thinks they’re super cool!!! Always gets excited when you start a new piece
After all he’s only got little flipper hands. Sure he can pull a heist but this? What a gift.
You can’t help but feel a little excited too really, his big grin and energy is contagious.
He’s kind of everywhere trying to get a look at your work.
It can be a little overbearing sometimes, but once you had asked him to keep away and not peek as you were working on something secret, but he sneaked in eventually.
When asked if he did sneak a peek, “wh- nooooo me? Cmon I didn’t- yeahitotallydid.”
He was a bashful lair, at least around you.
You couldn’t be angry at him though. It was a drawing of him. You wanted to try and capture all his weird shapes and his energy, but it wasn’t quite right yet. You were to wait to show it to him later, but oh well.
“Oh.. well that’s no problem! I just got to feel the surprise a earlier!” He chortled.
Guess it was no problem after all. Now at least you know he’ll like it- if him jumping around the hallway and fritzing out about it wasn’t enough to show.
Loathsome:
He doesn’t exactly… err.. get it?
Don’t get him wrong he’s totally supportive of it but it’s not like he really knows how to show it.
He’d still stay with you and watch if that’s what you wanted, but for the most part just wanted to be with you.
It’s a little disheartening at first, especially for something you’re putting so much of yourself into. You’d bring him in to see your work-in-progress and you’d get an unsure thumbs up or a frank “Hmm”
It was better than him pretending to jump up and down with enthusiasm that wasn’t his, at least.
But that’s it- That’s just not how his enthusiasm.. enthuses! All the time he spends patiently keeping you company as you work is his way of lifting you up during the highs and lows of the project.
At last, you finished and before you could finish your sentence he jumped up to walk by you and view it and..
“Wow” - and not just a “wow” wow-
“This is…” he trails off “wow!”
You had to giggle at the sight. This ogre who hadn’t shown much of anything during the whole process now seemingly awestruck.
“Yeah?”
He took a deep breath, still glued to the painting. “Look, I know I don’t have the kinda smarts to get this stuff and that I maybe should’ve done something different.. more for you meanwhile but I look at this and- and all I can see is how brightly you shine through it.”
He may not get art, but any chance he has to get you, well, why wouldn’t he take it? It seems there was a learning curve for the both of you here, and he can’t wait to learn more.
Though with all three of them you’ve had to get on to about breaking in to the Hidden City Museum of Art and replacing old pieces with your own.
“But it belongs with all the other masterpieces!”
“C’mon, you deserve the recognition for your hard work! Not anything less for you, dear.”
“You know if I could parade everything I loved about you I would, I just thought this was the next best thing.”
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Kk here!
Ahhh I’m not used to writing the Mud Dogz yet^^’ pls forgive me for taking so long on this one!!!!!! ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡ this was one of my first requests and I had no idea how to start it lolololol. I hope you like it!! Enjoy!!! (Also pls it bothers me too but I can’t find a good Mickey gif!!!! Aaaa!!(๑•ૅㅁ•๑) )
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Hi everyone!!!! I’m back to posting just a little bit! I’ve been very very very v e r y VERY busy lately so sometimes it’s hard to keep up with this blog >~<
I know I’ve got a few requests left to do, but I also have a few original bits and writings of my own too, so I’ll try and get to those when I can (which I don’t know when that could be... one of my teachers keeps giving to tons and tons of projects (*´-`))
Thank you for waiting so long! I’ll try to hurry it up.
-you’re hanging out while he’s working in the lab and notice the music changed from hardcore dubstep to whatever you like.
- actually he made a playlist for that specifically, but he’d never admit it.
- asking for your help on simpler tasks (extra hands, handing him materials/tools, etc..) sometimes if your hands touch he lingers just a little longer.
-he added another swivel chair to the lab, just so you could be a little closer
- if it’s a particularly late work night, he’d take off his headset to make it easier to rest on your shoulder.
- one time you had doodled on a sticky note and forgot to take it with you. It now permanently resides on the wall by his desk.
-There’s a designated spot now where they all collect.
- he may not always know when you enter, but he never lets you leave without saying goodbye, properly, and giving your hand a small squeeze
- it’s not one you can see, but he really loves your voice. Sometimes to help him sleep he might playback a small clip. It’s soothing.
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Freeze! You’re under arrest for being so lovely. Copy this message to 10 other blogs that you think are beautiful and deserve it. Keep the game going and make others feel beautiful!!! 💕💕
Omg thank you so much!!!! 💕 I’ll try to pass it on but I don’t know many people ☺️
I do still have some requests to get to, but if anyone’s wondering they are still open! It’ll just take a bit to get to them <丶´ω｀>
Oh! And I don’t just do the turtles either, so feel free to send in Mud Dogs! (or maybe even a draxum or Lou request idk I’m not ur parent (⸝⸝⸝⚆Ĺ̯⚆⸝⸝⸝) )
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A/N: wahoo, part two baby. I realized as I was writing this that if I included all of them in one post it would be like a mile long, and I would only have one post out. So @kokokatsworld I hope you don’t mind that I used your ask for extra content, lol. I’ll tag you in all of them as they come out, so don’t worry!
Mikey groaned, “I’m so booorredd.”
The normally energetic turtle sat deflated, stomach-down on a bean bag, his foot tapping the ground.
“Have you drawn yet today?” You said slinking into another beanbag next to him. He turned his head to you.
“I’ve tried, but it’s like all my mojo juice is gone— Even a pencil feels like.. like one thousand pounds!” He sighed, smushing his face into the beanbag, “and I really wanted to practice some more today too.”
“Hmm,” you thought aloud, “maybe you just need some variety. What about baking something?”
“I looked through the kitchen. Someone -ahem Raph ahem- forgot to restock our pantry so there’s basically only cornstarch and food coloring left...”
There was an air of silence as you looked around hoping to lock onto something that might give you an idea. Hmph... what can we do with cornstarch and food coloring?
Like a switch flipped in your mind, you looked to Mikey who was staring back with the same wide-eyed expression. “Omigosh, are you thinking what I’m thinking?” You and the little Box jumped out of your beanbags and bounded off to the kitchen.
Within seven minutes twenty different colored cups of chalky, pastel liquid covered the countertops. Oobleck paint! The perfect idea. Easy to make, easy to wash off...
“Oh wait- one last thing!” He ran off, grabbed a handful of paintbrushes and threw them into the cups. And super easy to fling at your friends. “And now we’re ready! Who should we hit first?”
“Hey Mikey, have you seen my flash-y drive?” Donnie walked in absentminded, typing away at his tech brace. “I can’t seem to locate it- which is pretty ironic considering I designed it to literally fla- OHGOD”
Mikey whooped as you both pounced on him, slinging the paint and covering him from head-to-toe in pastel yellow and pink. “Oh come on, not again!” He groaned out, “You know pastels aren’t my colors!”
In his nonchalant-but-totally-not-regretting voice, Mikey said, “Relaaxxx, D. It washes off.”
You could practically see the veins popping out of his massive forehead. “Oh yeah, I’m sure it’ll just wash out of all the crevices in my DELICATE TECH easy peasy. So Easy Peasy that— that there’s not even a need for Lemon Saueezy!” The way his voiced peaked at the end had you and mike holding onto each other for dear life to keep from doubling over.
Clearing your throat, you walked up to Donnie and slung your arm around his tense shoulders. He was glaring straight lasers through your head, sure, but you didn’t care. “Jees,” you said to Mikey, “you’d think a guy who prides himself on his genius would remember to add a mess-proof layer, huh?” At this point Mikey was close to collapsing on the floor. He smacked your arm off.
“OOHKAY, that’s it!” He launched two paint cups in your directions. One, completely drenching you in green, and the other hitting Mikey square in the face. “HaHA. Take that!”
“Oh it is ON, baby!”
Before you knew it you and Mikey were crouched behind a turned over table, furrowed brows and markings painted on your faces. You can’t remember when they joined in, but you knew Leo and Raph were hiding out as well, ready to strike. Now, it was a war zone.
“We attack on my count, okay?” Mikey nodded as you both turned out. You held up your hand holding your brush; slowly your fingers lifted. “One.”
“Two.”
“THREE!”
War cries erupted from every corner of the kitchen, colors flew everywhere striking makeshift armor from pots and pans. You don’t know how long it went on for, nor how many times you were hit, but it ended with each of you exasperated on the floor, still trying to weakly fling what was left of the paint at each other. “No!! I’ll... I’ll never let you get away with this!” Donnie feebly reached out for a paintbrush only for the snap! of the smack of tail to send it flying.
“What did you do to my kitchen?!” Splinter shrieked.
“Uh.”
“Well-“
“It wasn’t me! Mikey and Y/N started it. See-” Splinter held a finger to his mouth.
“All of you will clean this mess up, now!” He turned, mumbling something as he walked out, “and the countertops better be shiny enough to see my handsome face in!”
“Way to throw us under the bus, Donnie.” Mikey sneered.
“You were already in the road, dear Michael. The bus had just arrived per its due course.” He cleared his throat, “... and also with a little bit of help from my ‘Everyone But Me Is Doing Something Stupid’ alarm.”
“Donnie!” You sighed, “Fine, let’s just get this over with.” Grabbing the supplies, you all set to work.
Mopping up next to him you said, “Sorry it had to end this way, Mikey.”
“Nah,” he smiled, scrubbing at a counter, “I’m having fun!”
“Really?”
“Yeah, besides it was both of our ideas, and we would’ve had to clean up sometime anyway. I’m just glad at least you’re here!”
“Hmm, I dunno... a pastel paint zone seems like like it would be an interesting change in décor.” You chuckled, “What a shame.”
“Well.. it’s not entirely a waste.” He flung his rag over his shoulder, “I think it helped get some of my mojo back, and I’ve got juuuust enough for one more thing!”
You finished up with cleaning, and frankly, it was due time for the kitchen to get a pampering. After chilling on the couch, you went back to Mikey’s room to collect your stuff to leave, but before you left he said he had something to show you.
“Tada!!” He held up a small banner flecked with pastel yellow and pink. On it was a drawing of you two posing victoriously atop his pile of brothers, heroically brandishing paintbrushes.
You couldn’t help but light up at the sight. “Mike, this is awesome!!”
“Well that’s good, because it’s yours.” He folded it up and tucked it in your bag before you could protest. “May today be now forever known as the day that Mikey van (Y/N)burg won the Great Oobleck War!” He saluted, jokingly.
You laughed and thanked him as you said your goodbyes, and that late afternoon when you got home you tacked up the banner by your bed. After all, what better way to start a day than to see you and your best friend taking on the world (or his three older brothers) together?
Say the guys are just hanging out with their friend, nothing needs done today, total laying about do nothing day, what would each of the boys do?
Bonus points of its embarrassing
Free Day! (Pt.1)
Platonic / GN / Leo
Warnings: light cursing (if you consider a “hell yeah” cursing)
A/N: thanks for being one of my first asks!! This ask was pretty open-ended, so I tried to think of some more original scenarios. I realized that this was going to be an Uber-long post, so I’m splitting it into parts both for efficiency and content, wahoo. I’m still kinda new at this, so I hope it won’t disappoint!
Leo:
it’s a schedule-clear day, and you know what that means— no missions, no chores, and all the time to practice new skateboard tricks! “Hey check it out, I’ve been waiting to try this move I’ve been practicing in my mind, and when I nail this your brain is going to explode!”
“ ‘Practicing in your mind’ ??”
“Don’t worry about it.”
Standing atop the half-pipe, He takes a deep breath and gains enough momentum to go shooting into the air. The board began to spin in all different ways-
Leo was right, this was insane. If he managed to land this??!!?
Up! Down! Left! Right!- He went upside down! — How was he even staying in the air this long??
He did a 360 as he hit the zenith and- did he just do a backflip? Off of a skateboard??? In midair?????????????????
Leo shouted, “ohOHOOO YEAH!” as he pulled off the final backwards landing.
That was until he was cutoff by an uneven plank of wood on the vert and went flying face-first into the opposite side of the half-pipe.
The entire room, including you, cringed back in unison followed by sympathetic “oooh”s . “Oh yeah, someone’s brains definitely exploded.”
“Shut up, Donnie”
You helped him up as he shook off. “Are you sure you don’t have a concussion?”
“Concussion conschmutchen, it happens all the time!” You raised your brow at him, making him shrink back, rethinking his actions.
.
..
“.... did it at least look cool?”
You waited a moment before snorting and cracking a smile “Yeah, not gonna lie, that was pretty freaking cool.” Fist-bumping, you both laughed “You want to do it again, don’t you?”
“Hell yeah!” he paused with a mischievous grin, “You want to learn how to do it, don’t you?”
“Hell yeah!”
You two spent the rest of the afternoon trying (and failing) to recreate what Leonardo dubbed “the Hamato Supreme”. Leo definitely got close, but since your only experience skateboarding was a regular ride every now and then it’s safe to say that at the end of the day you both probably had a ton of weird bruises, but being able to point to one and recall the laughs and stupid goof-ups you shared was all worth it.
