Mud Dogs valentines headcanons lesgo
Also, reminder that my requests are open, just send an ask lovelies!
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Mickey would buy you heart box chocolates as well as many other themed candies and a stuffed animal
Leonard knows the meanings behind flowers and their colors so he would plan out a bouquet gift for you
Danny would be extravagant and get you minky coutre and jewelry, necklaces, earrings, bracelets
If we're talking all three care about you, they are working their asses off in the kitchen trying [and failing] to make you your favorite dinner
You end up needing to help them anyway, but you don't mind, finding the gesture cute
Just Mickey would probably make a soup for valentines day dinner
Leonard would grill or make fried food, meat lovers delight [though of course grilled onion and pepper or fried cauliflower for my vegetarians]
Danny's making pasta. Sorry, it's all he knows. You could request a specific one though?
As for getting gifts, Mickey would like things that he can display, art, photos, stickers.
Reminders of you in his room/the hideout make him giddy
Leonard would like preening items or clothes, smells that you like on him automatically become his favorite scent.
He also has a secret sweet tooth. If you got him his favorite treats he's a blushing mess
Danny, in spite of his large/expensive gifts, really only cares about thought. If you got him a book/record he had shown interest in, you're a winner
He'd melt into a puddle, though, if you got him a handkerchief or pocket square for his suit, being able to display a piece of you wherever he goes
Karamatsu’s turtlesona….
Hear me out since I'm am totally a stranger
But what if you made a karamatsu x reader and they were on a karaoke date and they sung together
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Mhm mhm totally a stranger uhuh. Song in this is Rather Be by clean bandit n jess glynne.
Karamatsu fluff, karaoke booth, genderless reader pov
Word count: 594
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It was your idea, knowing your favorite loser in blue was a fan of singing. Sure, he said you could pick what the two of you would be doing, but you weren't exactly against going to karaoke; it'd just be you and him. When the night came, though, and you were there, you got self conscious. On an actual stage was somehow easier, singing for strangers who you didn't know and wouldn't be seeing again, but here in the private room with only Karamatsu, it made you anxious.
So you let him start, and have a few more songs after that, enjoying his performances and trying to ignore the building tension in your chest. In between songs he'd offer you to go next, and you'd bite your lip and wave a hand, saying you were still thinking of what to sing. After so long, Karamatsu finally picked for you, taking your hand and standing you with him.
"We're a thousand miles from comfort,"
He started, letting go to grab the second mic.
"We have traveled land and sea,"
The mic got placed in your hand, while he gave you an encouraging nod.
"But as long as you are with me,"
Taking your free hand in his,
"There's no place I'd rather be."
He spun you under his arm, making you chuckle at his flourish.
"I would wait forever, exalted in the scene,"
He continued, tapping a foot to the beat of the song before pulling you back close.
"As long as I am with you, my heart continues to beat."
Letting go, he did his own spin before moonwalking, making you snort when he winked at you.
"With every step we take, Kyoto to the bay, strolling so casually."
"We're different and the same, gave you another name, switch up the batteries."
Singing from where he stood across the room, he lowered his head and pointed at you dramatically for you to pick up the song.
And you did. Watching him continue to be his dramatic silly self made your nerves dissipate.
"If you gave me a chance, I would take it!"
Your voice came out strong, and he lifted his head, startled for only a moment before his smile widened in amazement.
"It's a shot in the dark, but I'll make it,"
It was easy to match his pretend stage presence, reaching a hand out before pulling it back in as a fist.
"Know with all of your heart, you can't shake me!"
Karamatsu came in, shaking his head once.
"When I am with you, there's no place I'd rather be!"
When you sang the end of the chorus, you could see him melt in adoration, making your own heart flutter. The two of you had a blast singing the rest of the song, Karamatsu cheering your vocal runs and you laughing with pure joy when he'd take your hand to dance. You had just closed your eyes to sing the bridge when you felt gravity flip, and upon opening them you were met with Karamatsu smiling like he had the world in his arms. Really, he just had you in a dip, but if that expression didn't make fireworks go off in your brain you'd be lying.
You kissed him when the music soared with the final chorus, wrapping your arms over his shoulders. He dropped his microphone to return the kiss, a hand in your hair, the other still around your waist. The song was practically over when you separated.
"When I am with you there's no place I'd rather be."
RAAAAAAH RAH RAH RAH *FOAMING FROM THE MOUTH AND CONVULSING* I LOVE IT I LOVE IT I LOVE IT SM
Jules I want 12 donatello. And 12 leo. I want the 12 blurple please. First impressions ig.
fixing that up and making it all four 2012 turtles because you told me to >:)
also, everyone tell spoopy happy birthday or i'll slice your elbow skin.
hmmmm this request isn't specific and i'm feeling particularly fluffy today so here's this monstrosity of 2012 turtles x gn reader (the turtles are aged up to their twenties i guess)
this is so mid
this is actually so mid even for something i had only 24 hours to produce
i'm rewatching the ENTIRE 2012 series because i HAVE THE BOX SET WITH ALL 124 EPISODES and i will characterise them all so hard
i just keep adding on to this author's note istg who let me start writing fanfic again (spoopy this is all your fault)
(i love you though pookies mwah mwah)
(happy birthday <33)
So Much For Huevos Rancheros
You decided a sleepover with your favourite mutants was long overdue, so last night you went to the lair wearing your fluffiest pyjama pants for an impromptu movie night. Mikey chose an R-rated Chris Bradford film to make fun of, and all of you agreed to make it a bad movie night. Ninety minutes and a turtle pile for sleeping later, you wake up to the smell of breakfast wafting from the kitchen.
Groggily, you sit up and wince at the stomachache, immediately laying back down due to your stomach telling you to kill yourself. Raph groans beside you, reaching for your hand and intertwining his fingers with yours, yawning with a comfortable smile. Mikey's head was previously on your chest and Donnie's is on your lap, drooling on your pyjamas. The orange turtle was awake, rubbing at his eyes and giving you a dopey smile as you looked up at him.
"Morning tummyaches again?" He reached down to your stomach, rubbing your left side gently to soothe the aches. You sigh in relief, thankful enough that Mikey knew just how to make your mornings better. After a moment, a blush flushes your face and you sit up to bump your head against his plastron.
"Thanks Mikey," you peck his cheek then carefully get up, trying your best not to wake Raph and Donnie. The youngest turtle brother goes to turn the TV on again, keeping the volume low. You move on to the kitchen, where Leo seems to be the one cooking.
He was wearing a a frilly apron, which seemed out of character for him, but he was making huevos rancheros, just the way you showed him. Your heart lept in your throat at the display, sighing dreamily as you watched your turtle work.
"Come here and give me a good morning kiss, hm?" He turned, smiling at you while you lean forward, planting a chaste kiss on his lips. You try to step back but he drops the utensil he was using to wrap an arm around you and keep you in close proximity so he could keep kissing you. You melt in his arms and reach to grab onto his shoulders, and he snakes his arm up your back to feel how tense your back muscles had become due to the way you slept. He parts with a concerned look. "You should have slept in my bed last night," Leo frowns and jabs at one of your pressure points to undo the tension of your muscles, your spinal cord turning to cooked spaghetti.
"Nuh-uh, we all agreed on a cuddle pile last night because April and Casey couldn't come, just because you're leader doesn't mean you get them for more time than the rest of us!" Mikey walked up to the kitchen with a pout, letting the TV run as background noise instead.
"Fuck you mean, nuh-uh?" Raph yawned, walking by Mikey to nudge him harshly, then kiss the side of your head to pass by, his destination seeming to be the fridge. Mikey was flabbergasted, gesturing to Raph as if he was saying "get a load of this guy". Raphael turned from the fridge with the pitcher of homemade orange juice in his hand and a glare that put Mikey in his place.
"I... I think we're supposed to be on Mikey's side, Raph."
Donnie walks in to wrap his arms around you and nuzzle on the top of your head, breathing you in. You rolled your eyes, putting your hands on your hips.
"I swear, the four of you have a hard time sharing even though you're old enough to know how. It's cute when it's a movie or comic book but not when it's me. Can we please just have breakfast in peace? Together?" You sit at the breakfast bar and the turtles responded "yes" in unison, a smirk playing on your lips. Leo served your huevos rancheros last, giving you the freshest of the food he cooked. The four of you eat in silence, enjoying Leo's cooking.
After breakfast, the five of you end up cuddling on the couch, each turtle entangled with a part of you in some way, giving you adoring nuzzles as you watched Space Heroes together.
"You know we love you, right?" Leo whispers, stroking your hair and giving you a quick kiss below your ear, making you flinch.
"We love you lots, princess..." Donnie grins from your lap, looking up at you, then reaching for your palm to press his lips against it. Not quite a kiss, but a romantic gesture nonetheless.
"Love you beyond the moon and back, honey..." Raph reaches for your other hand, kissing a trail up to your bicep, then nuzzling into your shoulder. Mikey turns around to look up at you from below, where he usually sits when there's no room for him on the couch. He leans in to kiss your knee politely, a grin on his face as he stares up at you in wonder.
"Nothing will ever make us stop loving you, ice cream cake! You're ours forever!"
You pull your hands back to cover your face, feeling embarrassed, but heart so full. You're glad you slept over the lair and spent time with your silly turtle boyfriends.
Reblog art guys. Seriously.
Idk what I'm gonna do about my downright nasty spiderverse fic but the tmnt will be moved here
AO3 is experiencing a DDOS attack at this time. As they try to fix this, we need to minimize activity on the site so there is less traffic and the team can fight off the attack.
If this persists for several days - weeks, I will be uploading my works possibly here and to other fic sites. But for now AO3 is still my primary source and the only place to read my works at this time.
I'M TESTING RHIS BECAUSE TUMBLR EMAILED ME AND TOLD ME MY BLOG IS FINE NOW HIIIII I LOVE YOUUUU <3<3<3
What if I kissed your gorgeous face though
ALERT! stupid idiots have been released into the Fallout New Vegas Wastes!
@bees-from-the-void I'M SO SORRY THAT THIS IS LATE ART BLOCK WAS KICKING MY ASS-
Here's my gift for the halloween gift exchange!!! They said they'd like Donatello, and I said Bo staff training it is!!!
she/him 20 bi poly and autistic Rottmnt and Osomatsu-San fan! pfp by me
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