@spoopyblues214 Tagged Me In This And I Thought It’d Be Fun. ☺️

I have been wanting ranch hand cowboy Mikey for so long omgomgomg

Yeeeeeey I finished drawing my boys, brought them all together so they weren't alone

I didn't want to draw another picture of Leo, so I'll just leave the old one

I ACCIDENTALLY DRAWED MIKEY AS A SUPER SMALL BABY 😭😭😭

Любимыш 🐢💜

Redrew @teatreeleafs's art because they told me to after I had an art block

@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!!!

Listen, I made this animatic like half a year ago or longer and I don't know if I'll ever get around to finishing the last art pieces, but I don't want it to rot away.

So here you go.

Song is what if by cody fry,, I thought it fit Leo for lingering anxieties after the movie.

Get that traction gummy!

Villain Rise Mikey Thoughts: Part One

i have already written so much for this one, this is part one of my storyline for a villain mikey au !! i genuinely just spewed thoughts out here, i will continue with a part two eventually <3

i'm making up my own villain mikey as i go because i am craving.

the abandoned at birth trope is a little overdone imo, i love it when i read it for the other turtles but mikey deserves something unique

he felt a little different compared to his brothers, not because he was the youngest... he just felt different.

three year old mikey genuinely didn't want to hurt his brothers, not after he practically launched raph at high speeds toward a wall trying to get a jupiter jim toy out of his hand.

he ran away after that, guilt eating at him for some time until he forgot, then he found the hidden city.

he finds baron draxum and realises he's his other dad, which made the screws already loose in his head rattle a little bit.

draxum trains mikey in the mystic arts safely so that he doesn't hurt himself, which was very loving and tender on his part.

mikey deserved an attentive father, that was something draxum realised when mikey told him what he could remember about splinter.

even though mikey was raised in a decent environment, draxum still wanted to destroy the human race and that warped mikey's thoughts and actions a little bit.

this especially affected his views on getting what he wanted whenever he did, he definitely is a youngest child at heart.

he would start being a delinquent in the hidden city, running away from the police if they caught him loitering or tagging places.

then he moved on to stealing.

coins, unicorns, jewellery, mystic trinkets, you name it.

he used his mystic portals to steal and hoard like a dragon.

while draxum was proud, he created mikey for something bigger than petty thievery, mikey was destined for something greater.

draxum told eleven year old mikey about going back topside, and he did just that, enduring homelessness for a brief period of time before getting a small apartment from all the money he pickpocketed in the financial district of manhattan.

he hated being among humans, seeing their lives as minuscule and pointless– but he never let it show, he always had the mask of a sweetheart.

he witnessed his first murder and for the first time in a while, he wasn't bored.

mikey wondered about upping the ante to his criminal lifestyle, he was growing bored of stealing and he completed his father's training, what kind of human could defend against him ?

he only started with nobodies, people who would be forgotten within a week.

it got his blood pumping, adrenaline coursing through his veins. he liked it.

but killing "undesirables" meant little to no money, and mikey has to pay rent. he lives in the bronx after all.

villain mikey likes the thrill of the hunt, he started hunting down drunk people after they leave the bar, sometimes even sober ones just getting off a late shift at work.

it was when he crossed paths with yokai capturing humans that he found interest in keeping one as a pet.

he moves to brooklyn at thirteen to go back to tagging graffiti, sometimes in the oddest of places.

that was around the time his brothers interrupted draxum's experiment and released the oozequitos to new york.

he captured a large sum of oozequitos to give back to his dad, but there were still others that decided to breed and persist.

mikey has no real motive for what he's doing, he's doing what his father asked of him and he wants to appease him, but he regularly has his doubts.

then when draxum teams up with the foot clan, that's when he really questions his dad, if the dark armour is worth all the risks he's taking.

mikey meets big mama and realises she's behind the human trafficking, then asks her if he could have a pet human of his own.

she scoffs and tells him to capture one himself, no kin of draxum should get meddled with her business (after all that happened with the other turtles, if mikey's the one with draxum she's not taking any chances for a temper tantrum)

even though villain mikey's a spoiled brat, he also recognises that if he wants a job done right, he has to do it himself.

mikey moves back to the hidden city to nurse draxum back to health after the dark armour drained his life force.

he finally comes across his brothers again and thinks they're amateur idiots.

he's a bit of a bastard, ignoring his brothers and continuing to do what he does for fun (graffiti, stealing, offing innocents).

a couple years pass and the krang invasion happens.

he put aside his differences with his brothers just for this, he still cares because these are the turtles he was created with, even though their dad is kind of whack compared to draxum (mikey really does love his dad).

mikey suddenly unlocks his ninpo and he's the greatest mystic warrior of his timeline, junior finds it weird he's not with his brothers.

leo explains to junior mikey's not one of them despite his assistance, he's not family.

even though mikey physically turned out fine post-krang, it sickened him seeing his brothers losing to some pesky alien creatures.

the way the krang biomatter clung onto raph, leo, and donnie pissed him off.

it unlocked something wrathful and hideous within him, wiping out the krang and sending their tech back to the prison dimension.

it was a miracle when his three brothers snapped out of their krang possession and they snapped him out of the mystic altered state he was in, golden-eyed and chains lifting the technodrome back into the prison dimension.

even though villain mikey is a lot more skilled in his mystic abilities from years of training under draxum, it took a lot out of him to make a portal that big.

he passed out and his brothers, casey, april, and splinter were beside him when he woke up, but he was so annoyed.

he didn't want to wake up to these assholes.

mikey could barely walk, but floating out meant overexerting himself, so pushing everyone out of the way to get back to draxum it is.

post-krang, he suffers a lot of paranoia and anxiety, almost too much to the point where he chains up draxum when accidentally going into the mystic state.

draxum tells him to go to the market, get some herbs to calm down.

he accidentally comes across a dispensary in the market, getting a few strains and asking if he could have it in the form of tea, since he sees a few yokai smoking the herbs.

he's told he could bake them, that's when he gets interested in baking.

I lov him sm he's underrated

MICHELANGELO!!!! porfavor :>

ICHIMATSU MONTH BEGINS!!!

it's april, it's april! (for me at least, i'm a little ahead of some timezones x-)c)

i'll be drawing ichis every day – trying my best to, at least – though i do have some prompts to aid me. please look forward to it! and thank you to @mushimatsu for the inspiration, seeing you work on choro month was my main motivation teehee (prompt list under the cut)

and yes, if you're perhaps thinking 'hm, i've seen your username before but there's nothing on your account' - i goofed up and managed to delete my old account and ososan sideblog while trying to remove inactive sideblogs! i'm back though <3 i've learnt my lesson haha

OMGGGG I LOVED YOUR WRITING WITH ICHIMATSU (⁠ ⁠≧⁠Д⁠≦⁠)

If it's not too much trouble, could you write something with Osomatsu? (⁠｡⁠•́⁠︿⁠•̀⁠｡⁠) Only if you want to!

Thank you, have a nice day/night! ꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖⁠♡

OMG THIS WAS SO NICE TO FIND ! I already had something written for Osomatsu actually, as he's my favorite, but that was specifically for my self insert. I wrote something new for this request instead! Though, lemme know if y'all want my self insert content too..

Worth it

Osomatsu fluff, horror movie, his pov, no specific gender on reader.

Word count: 437

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Osomatsu was being incessant. It was one of his best qualities, actually, if anyone were to say anything. And he was using that best quality on you today, bugging you at your place of work, causing looks from any passing customers. It's not like he cared.

"C'mon! You're not doing anything, why not watch a movie with me?"

"Oso, I've told you I'm no good at watching horror movies."

"I'll hold ya if you get scared," he teased, giving you one of his best grins.

"Fuck no."

He wilted, hanging his head and groaning loudly before perking in a second.

"Look! Look. One movie; no smooching, no grabbing, not even touching."

Unless you want me to-

"Fine."

His eyes widened. Was he still in his head? There was no fucking way you really-

"My place, I'm guessing. One horror movie."

"Yes! Yes, oh my God- uh-hah-" He was still in disbelief.

"I'll see you at ten."

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This was bad. He was gripping his jeans, sitting straight, and it wasn't even cause he was struggling to keep his hands off you. Well, he was, but for different reason than usual. You sat with a knee up, wearing comfy clothes that he had never seen you in, and with a bowl of popcorn in your lap. He couldn't even look at you, the screen having his attention. It was a typical horror movie scene, some girl making the wrong choices in a chase, and he was sweating. You had no reaction, seeming almost bored, and he had really thought he'd be fine. Things weren't how he planned at all.

"Oso?"

He flinched, only noticing he had been shaking thanks to your question. "I'm fine!"

Looking at you, your expression seemed amused, if a little confused.

"Okay, if you say so."

The screen flashed with a jumpscare and he screamed, jumping and crawling up on the back of your couch, eyes closed tightly. He screamed again when he felt something touch him, eyes opening wide in a panic and just seeing your hand. You had leaned over; the popcorn bowl was set on the side table. He could feel his face burning.

"Do you want me to hold you?"

He looked down at his own lap, your hand on his knee.

"You think I'd ever say no?" He replied, still trying for his typical type of response. You rolled your eyes, seeing through him easily and scooting close, wrapping an arm behind him. The fear was worth it, he thinks, his head on your shoulder so he could turn into your soft hair when things got too scary.