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Rise ficlets and HCs!!

Meltdown- reader has a meltdown and Donnie helps (rise)

IKEA- reader goes to ikea with the disaster twins (rise)

Player- Mikey is a bit of a player, and the falling out that follows (2012)

The Pudding- Reader tries a sensory ick food, and Donnie helps (rise)

Red Red Red- Raph finds Reader badly hurt, angst (rise)

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Gentlemanly- headcanons of the main 4's reactions to hand kisses (rise)

Cuddles and kisses- headcanons of the main 4 and how they give/recieve affection (rise)

Vicious Valentines- headcanons of the mud dogs on valentines day!

Yapper- headcanons for a reader that talks about anything and everything (rise)

AND THEY'RE ALL GORGEOUS TY SO MUCH

First Meeting || New Outfits

More fanart for „Under Streetlights“ by @spoopyblues214

I don't really know what to say so.. Phobiaverse (by @indiegowrites) fanart post cause this shit has me drawing two pieces a night-

Most recent to least and cw for lots of blood on last art piece!

@spoopyblues214 tagged me in this and I thought it’d be fun. ☺️

Rules: you will be given a five letter word. Then you share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with each letter of your word!

My word is: FIGHT

Fans were ecstatic that there was a famous person like them, not to mention how they found out.

It all started as a normal day in the sewers, well as normal as it can be when you live in the sewers.

“Gender norms?” “Yeah, that. Did I ever tell you humans are weird?” “Every other day.” “Good.”

“How?”, asked Mikey, “You’re like way too nice.”

Tao wore his long reddish hair down with a few braids. Usually, they preferred tying his hair up. Much to Raph’s surprise they wore a really nice dress.

It took way too long to find someone with F. That was like the only one!

So, now for the tagging.

@anyone who wants too…

I don’t have many writing mutuals….

Anyway, your word is: SOUND

I miss when I would get Tumblr asks that actually said things and weren't just digital panhandling scams.

me at college

Last song I listened to is Choke by IDK HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME.

I was just listening to my day list. I hadn't actually listened to this song for a while, but I still like it!

Currently watching Fallout.

I'm terrible at sitting down and watching more than one episode of a show when each episode is an hour long, so I've watched an episode every now and then. It's good so far! I've been watching youtube videos about the games now too.

I'd pick Savory

Salty flavored foods are just so much more preferable to me. Sweet things get to be too much rather quickly, and then I can't handle spicy foods if they get too hot, but savory foods are always delicious.

Currently obsessed with TMNT

Still, somehow. I'm a fan of a lot of different things, including now getting more interested in fallout because of the show mentioned earlier, but nothing stays in my thoughts throughout the day like the turtles do <3

My favorite color is Blue

Specifically light blue, and in general I like cold colors. Light blue, mint green, cool purples are amazing. I hate orange.

@fungalittlefreak @8-bit-angel @astral--horrorshow @beanieable and anyone else who want to join of course !!

I got tagged twice in this and I think it's so cute!! I'm gonna do mine apart because I don't wanna bury things under chains atm!

Tagged by: @skittlesqueen101 and @ze0n-wuz-here

Last song I listened to: This is my favorite band

Currently watching: Nothing, but the last thing I watched was Jujutsu Kaisen with some friends on discord!

Spicy/sweet/savory: SPICY🔥

Relationship status: Single

Current obsession: I have three at the moment? DC comics Flash (Wally West specifically), Across the Spiderverse and ROTTMNT

Fav color: Red!

Tagging: No pressure! Trying not to tag people who have already been tagged and failing... @yourlocalartsonist @yosajaeofficial @rottmntsimp @notjustdragonspages @lordfreg @chessman-protocol

Rise Turtles at a Rave: Headcanons

yes, yes, i know, i have requests to get to ! they will be done when i get them done, i prommy <3 right now i am filled with THOUGHTS.

i was thinking about how i missed going to raves so i made a playlist, then my rottmnt rotten brain told me "tee hee, what if you went to new york for a rave fest or something" and you know, immediate connection to the turtles because of nyc. so here we are.

there are some nsfw bullet points which is why i will post this on this blog. remember i always write the turtles as adults ! in this they should all be envisioned 21 and over.

cw: substance use, sexual advances under the influence (consensual)

Leo

he would be the one to have heard of a rave at a local venue, sizeable enough like a House Of Blues but local, you know ? otherwise, he's alright with stadium shows as long as it's not too crowded.

he's totally up for the kind of commercial rave that the venue hosts monthly or something.

he invites you because he doesn't want to go alone.

despite popular belief that he goes out a lot, he doesn't go to many raves, hence not wanting to go alone.

leo would dress in a flashy jumpsuit if you let him.

if you don't (he might wear it anyway or) he'd wear a sparkling skintight mesh longsleeve and holographic short shorts. you're not gonna stop him from being flamboyant.

he likes it when you wear techwear, especially those tight cargo pants that make your ass look so fine.

he WILL be wearing makeup highlighting his red stripes, maybe some body paint on his arm and thigh stripes.

he wouldn't do your makeup, his experience is limited and he wouldn't want to ruin your handsome face.

he will stay sober ! if you're not or you don't plan to be, he'll watch over you.

he'll give you lots of water, doesn't matter if you need it or not.

leo dances a lot, he brings two light up batons to the raves the two of you go to to wave and twist around, a lot like his swords.

sometimes he brings hula hoops though, just for funzies.

his favourite genre is that popular edm or plur, like calvin harris, martin garrix, zedd, or avicii, but he's open to most edm (except for what donnie and mikey's into, eugh).

if the venue doors open at six pm, the two of you would be waiting fourth or fifth in line for entry.

you guys would most likely leave between midnight or 1 am (likely when it ends), leo has a lot of rave stamina for being sober.

like, you barely sit down for five minutes after an hour and a half of dancing (you're sober, in this case) and he asks if you want to get up and dance again.

after you guys leave you order a pizza and hang out in leo's room after a nice shower.

sleeping over with him after a rave always makes you happy.

there's usually no more energy left in you for anything other than cuddling if you're sober.

and regardless if you express consent that leo could do whatever he wanted to you while you're under the influence of something, he doesn't want to.

he will squeeze your ass while cuddling though. that's a given.

Raph

he is not a raver.

but he worries about your safety way too much not to let you go by yourself if you didn't feel like inviting anyone else to go with you.

will wait with you by the venue door and wrap an arm around you for comfort (his, not necessarily yours).

or squeeze your hand to stay close to you if it's a warehouse rave or anything of the like.

ironic, he feels you are safest attending outdoor rave festivals because of the open air and the freedom of space to use his ninpo in case he loses you.

he's such a worrywart !!

usually he will wear black so he's inconspicuous.

you do some makeup on him and he melts at that because it's you.

will strongly discourage you from drinking, smoking, or using any substances but if you know how to handle yourself he will watch over you like a hawk.

he always stays sober at raves. drinking is a thing he does at home, with family. like during movie night. not surrounded by a bunch of strangers.

he will definitely keep water on hand for you, leaning against the wall or barricade until mind raph tells him "go ! give them water now ! they are extremely dehydrated ! go ! before they pass out !"

you guys will leave at eleven pm max. no matter what time you guys got there.

unless it's a rave festival and you two arrived sometime while the sun was up, then you guys might leave at eight or nine pm.

he'll take you back to your place even if you ask to stay with him in the lair.

he'd let you clean up and then cuddles would ensue !! because you're tired !!

but not before you drink water. you need to stay hydrated.

like leo, he would never try anything with you while you're tripping, high, drunk, or anything. he prefers sex when you're fully present.

but the morning sex ?

it's insane.

he'd be holding you against him, rutting into you from behind– it's because you're so soft against him, you trust him so much. you're his.

he loves keeping you safe. as much as he doesn't like raves, he loves you and that's all that matters to him.

of course, that morning sex is only if you have no hangover or lingering effects from anything.

then he would make you a breakfast sandwich ! it's not much but it would hold you down for lunch.

Donnie

donnie almost always invites you.

sometimes when you invite him he says "i know the dj mixing for that one, their stuff is kind of mediocre compared to my mutual from soho opening for a show on long island–" or something along those lines.

so you know donnie's active in the new york rave scene.

he'd dress in fishnet tops, leather bondage gear (like collars, harnesses, garters), tripp pants, and new rock shoes.

that's only if he's not rocking his own genius built apparel (which of course he would).

occasionally he'd look at your outfit before you leave and say "are you opting for style or comfort ?" (it's meant to be playfully judgemental, but a genuine question on his part)

he secretly likes when you wear very little clothing to raves.

omigosh especially if there's satin and lace, oh ! he's weak in the knees if you wear bondage gear.

the two of you do each other's makeup.

he likes it when you sit on his lap to do it, with your thighs all warm against his.

donnie would smoke weed or eat edibles at raves, or he'd limit himself to a patch or two of acid if he knows what to expect from the set so he's sure he'll have a good trip (he never mixes substances for obvious reasons).

he has a tech gauntlet for you to wear at raves for when you're both tripping and separate from one another, just in case.

but that's never the case, you're all up on each other while the hard bass ripples around you.

your gauntlets give you periodic reminders to hydrate, take breaks if needed.

breaks ? what breaks ? you guys are high as/tripping balls.

donnie actually turned his old techbo into a rave baton, he only twirls it when he's sober, though.

he loves dubstep, french house, techno, drum and bass, and hardstyle !! but his favourite raves to bring you along for are the latter three (he likes the way you dance when the bass is booming through the ground)

depending on the rave, you and donnie will leave at sunrise or a couple days since it started.

i like to think donnie's the first to have moved out of the lair, especially with his eclectic lifestyle (owning a tech company, a fashion brand, being active in the ny rave scene, and more probably).

so the two of you head back to his apartment and depending if you're still high, things get spicy.

before becoming rave partners, donnie made you a checklist to check things off and sign an agreement in case you guys do things together when you're not sober, like go out of the country somehow or have sex– irresponsible things with possible consequences.

you checked every possible thing off because you trust him that much holy shit-

making out with him while you're sweaty and gross after a rave does put him off a little bit, so shower sex it is !

it's hot, it's messy, but does he love it when he holds you up against the wall by your thighs, letting you take what he could give you.

and you look so pretty to him, tears running down your face as you mewl his name, it strikes that possessive part of him just right.

after that steaming shower and the both of you are clean, it's definitely cuddle time. but then donnie makes sure the two of you hydrate before knocking out, entangling limbs upon his bed.

the morning (or afternoon) after he would most definitely order breakfast because there is no way either of you are getting up to cook after the amazing experience you two had.

Mikey

unlike donnie, mikey isn't pretentious about his involvement in the rave scene.

he loves it, adores it, even.

anything you try to invite him to ? he already planned to take you with him.

you're his rave buddy ! he can't go to a rave without you ! or donnie, for that matter.

sometimes he misses out on a rave because he knows donnie's gonna be there and he really wishes it would be just the two of you.

but new york is a big city, sometimes there's two raves going at the same time and mikey could reach an agreement with donnie not to cross paths.

what donnie doesn't know, is the raves in the hidden city.

they could last weeks with the right mystic charms, but mikey never wants to subject you to substances as potent as mystic speed.

he wants to make sure your raving experience is safe and fun !

he usually wears techwear with uv orange accents, they look super cool under blacklight.

mikey could never keep his hands off you if you're wearing sleeved fingerless gloves and miniskirts, he also likes it when you wear tiny tops because it's easier access.

he loves when you do his makeup, but he doesn't like it too flashy, it clashes with his techwear look.

he prefers watching you do your makeup over doing it for you because your pretty hands are at work.

now, mikey never asked donnie to make him a safety gauntlet too, but donnie worries for his little brother– he gets a little hardcore at raves.

sometimes you're worried enough to stay sober to watch over mikey, even if the gauntlet does the job for you.

but at the raves you go to, sometimes substances are a must if you want to keep going.

mikey is the most flexible for personal rave lights, but his favourites are light up nunchaku and fibre optic whips.

he doesn't necessarily have a favourite genre of rave music, but he goes the hardest when the dj is slavic or has slavic influences.

usually when you go to raves with mikey, the minimum amount of time you guys spend is at least seventy-two hours (unless you as an individual can't go any more than one night).

you're usually the first one to want to leave, if mikey wants to leave that means he's having a bad trip– you do everything in your power to keep the good vibes flowing.

if you two leave with fully good vibes of your own volition, it's likely you guys will go back to your place.

no shower, just crashing on your bed after peeling off uncomfortable or strappy clothes that would dig into your skin if you slept in them.

but if you and mikey are still peak tripping, a few hickeys and a little bondage wouldn't hurt.

before you guys started raving together, there was clear communication that you trusted what the other would do while under the influence.

expressing clear consent to each other sober before taking anything was the best thing you have ever done... because mikey is so good.

really. good.

so good, in fact, you feel it the morning after, cuddled up against him and feeling gross (not in a bad, mentally taxed way), but your heart is so full.

somehow mikey wakes fully rested and ready to make you breakfast while you drag your aching body into the shower.

the two of you smell like sweat, burned plastic, and skunk weed. a shower is NECESSARY.

mikey takes your aftercare to the next level, trying to make it last as long as the rave did.

i hope you enjoyed reading this !! i surely enjoyed writing it :3 i miss raves, i wish i could go to one soon x/

tee hee look at them !!!

Tmnt fans, give me prompts for the moment since ao3 doesnt seem to be coming back any time soon. I'll write em and post em here for you :]

Self promo don worry about it

I realized I've been beating myself up with the thought that I can't write unless it's for something, and its clean and finished, which isn't good. This is my first step to try and get out of that!

Rise Raph × reader angst!

Red Red Red

Word count: 363

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Your vision blurred, the bright things brighter from the cold that teased the edges of your eyelids but didn't dare fall. The pain had been so much just moments before, but too much morphed into nothing, either thanks to shock or something else. You flinched and turned away from an impact you heard to your left, only for light to breach the rubble that had you trapped.

"Softy!"

You recognized that gruff voice, even further recognized the red masked face that looked at yours.

"Hey, Raphie," you murmured, only for the use of your voice to push discomfort up your throat until you coughed it out.

Raphs eyes looked so small, so scared, focused lower on your body rather than your face. You hated seeing him so uneasy. He was rarely free of unease. You felt so bad for doing this to him.

His hand must have touched you, as the buzzing ache turned sharp and ripped a screech from your chest. He pulled his hand away immediately, eyes glancing to the red you saw painting his skin, only for him to instead look at your face. You wondered, same as him, how you were the one so calm in this moment. Tears fell from his eyes, fat and wet and soaking his mask a similar color to his hand.

"I-I can't- not you," he begged, your name coming out a strangled sound.

"You won't," you replied, doing your best to smile just to sell it. He didn't say he didn't believe you.

His hand, painted in red, colored your skin and hair as he brushed his thumb on your cheek. You leaned into his touch, your tears finally falling aswell. It surprised you when his lips crashed into yours.

And he smothered you, and you wanted nothing more. Your lips moved against his like it'd be the last time, knowing it'd be the last time, desperately trying to convey just how much you love him. He returned it with an even greater level of care, trying to convey just how much he needed you.

Everything faded away in that kiss. The world, the pain, sight and sound and touch.

Raph sobbed alone.