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So cute!!😍😍

What would be the moment where the boys realize they actually LOVE their crush? Like would it be something little or just a random thing that makes them realize just how deep their feelings are?

Leo:

A single candle flickering in the dark room. And yet they are the only source of warmth he cares about. They’re lying beside him, bathed in the dim candlelight, lashes fluttering in their sleep, and even without looking at him he’s still trapped with the thoughts of their eyes opening and imprisoning him, making him a willing captor. He wants to give himself fully to them, to devote his entire being to those eyes, to that face, to this person who, by some miracle, sees his flaws as things of beauty. And he finds himself hoping for it, longing for the moment their gazes meet again and he feels helpless and powerful all at the same time. He realizes he never wants to be without that feeling. He’s trapped, and he loves it.

Donnie:

Their hands make their way up his sides, leaving tiny pulses of energy in their wake, and that touch alone makes his concentration completely evaporate. He turns and sees their smile, gentle and welcoming, and suddenly his coding program seems like a bunch of mumbo jumbo while they bring their lips to his temple, his cheek, his jawline. His world completely around this secure center that is them, and he knows that without their luring him to bed he’d have said up through the night. And God is he grateful for them, his last shred of common sense, of relaxation. He wouldn’t trade anything in the world for the one thing that wipes his mind clean - them. With a grin, he rises and turns to them, returning their teasing touches and kissing their lips, feeling the worry slip away, and the bond strengthen that much more as he carries them to bed.

Raph:

He wants to be alone. He told everyone that just before he slammed his bedroom door and took to attempting to punch holes through the concrete wall. He’s about to yell at the intruder as they open the door, but then there they are. And all they do is open their arms, and he’s holding them, clutching at them desperately, laying them on his bed and burying his anger in flurried kisses. Their lips are the most powerful painkiller as they kiss his raw knuckles, their body his sanctuary, their skin emanating love and only love as he presses himself against them. He surrenders fully, handing over his hardship and marveling at how they take it and mold it into a passion that courses through them both. He loves their acceptance, their ability to wash away their pain, and knows that without them this world would be a lot more painful.

Mikey:

Their smile is twinkling, a row of white teeth peeking through a perfect pair of soft pink lips while they press another strawberry to his lips. Sweetness floods his mouth, and he coos out a sound of satisfaction, earning another sheepish giggle from them. He reaches forward and kisses them, his new flavor intermingling with the taste of theirs, that even without fruit bursts with only the sweetest flavors. They laugh as they pull away, pressing their face into his neck and letting their humor-tinged breath breeze across his skin. He’d do anything to hear that laugh, be anything for them to smile around him. With a grin he paints a line of strawberry juice across their cheek, and they erupt into laughter again. 

Reblog if you are a TMNT Fan who is a girl

I wanna see how many there are because I know lots of people say TMNT is just for guys. Lets prove them wrong shall we?

Happy New Years!

(I'm not really into the whole "new year new me so here's something else😊)

May Leonardo bring you emotional strength, selflessness, loyalty, and honesty wherever you go.

Might Raphael fill you with strength, capability, passion, and determination.

I hope Donatello supports your intellect, mindfulness, care, and peace.

May Michelangelo bring you compassion, happiness, humor, and good will.

And May Splinter bestow upon you wisdom, fortune, and reflectivity.

Happy New Years 🎉🎉

I PROMISE

TMNT

Mikey x Reader

So I felt like writing something depressing because we all need a little turtle love but some of us just need it differently. Sending my love to those of you with depression <3 Hope yall like it :)

Trigger Warning: Suicide, self harm, bullying, and depression.  

Your life had always been bland and empty, it was something you’d learned to live with for as long as you could remember. That was… until you had met them. The turtles were the only people you had ever met who had ever given two shits about you. Your parents had neglected you for most of your life and the only friend you’d ever had had moved overseas to Ireland. The only good luck you’d had in your whole seventeen years was meeting the turtles two years ago.

They’d brought happiness into your world and made you feel human for the first time in your life, but out of all of them Mikey had helped you the most. You admire his strength and ability to lighten the mood, it had helped you on numerous occasions.

You really needed that today.

It was your birthday and as usual it seemed to be a day of torture. Every year something would happen to remind you that it was just another year people had to tolerate you and that you had to live through their torment. This time one of the girls in your foods class, who’d been partnered with you to take care of the laundry, had made a point of spilling bleach on you when the teacher wasn’t in the room.

She had pointed at you with a smirk and laughed. “Well maybe that will clean you up you filthy fat whore,” she’d announced, and the whole class laughed along with her.

You didn’t waste a second as you grabbed your backpack and ran out of the room to the sound of the whole class chanting, “(Y/N)’s a whore, (Y/N)’s a whore!”

Tears clouded your vision until you no longer knew where you were going, but you didn’t care, not anymore, there was no more reason to. At one point you caught sight of your reflection as you were passing a store window, bringing you to a halt. You looked awful. Your favorite dark orange shirt was already fading to white in messy splotches and so were your skinny jeans. Your beautiful (h/c) hair was covered in the nasty chemical making it crusty and plain out gross as it dripped from the tips onto the sidewalk, but the stench was the worst part. You saw a lady give you a disgusted look as she passed by and you ducked your head in shame before diving into the nearest alleyway and lifting up the closest manhole cover. During your time with the turtles your strength had grown and lifting the covers had became second nature.

You ran through the sewers as the memories flooded your vision. (Y/N)’s a whore! (Y/N)’s a whore! (Y/N)’s a whore!

“I’m a stupid fat whore…”

The words were barely a whisper, but the second they fell from your lips fresh tears fell in turrets and you had to stop moving as sobs racked your body. Why? Why did everyone need to remind you how useless you were? You knew no one cared, you’d accepted the fact a long time ago, no one loved you enough to care if you were gone. The thoughts and sobbs lasted only a few minutes before you took a few shaky breaths to calm yourself and continued walking.

When you arrived at the front doors to the lair you stopped. You wiped your eyes to make sure there were no remaining tears staining your cheeks for them to discover before you took another deep breath and walked in.

The first thing you noticed upon entering was that the lair was warm and smelled like pizza. You heard laughing to your left and looked up the small set of stairs to where the table was to see that the boys were eating pizza and betting on who would win the arm wrestling match that was going on between Leo and Raph.

You couldn’t help but feel happiness surge through the darkness at the sight, it brought back memories of happier times.

Back when you used to live with them for days at a time, during which you would wake up to Leo and Raph fighting and be the one to break them up. Back when you and Mikey would watch videos and spend all night talking about God knows what. Those were the days you lived for, the days you only had to worry about if Leo would burn dinner, or if Donnie would pass out from sheer exhaustion, or what you and Mikey would talk about that night…

The phone call had changed it all. Your parents demanded you come back, if you didn’t they’d take extreme measures. You didn’t want to find out what those were so you packed your things and prepared to leave after all the boys went to sleep that night, but as you were leaving you woke Mikey.

The argument you two had that night was one you’d rather not remember, but it seemed you could never get it out of your mind. It seemed to be burned there like a lingering scar in your memory.

He had refused to let you go. When you asked him why he refused to answer, just kept trying to convince you to stay. Your voices had steadily raised until the volume had woken his brothers and even Splinter. After a while you’d had enough and as you began to leave he had screamed at you that he didn’t want to see you hurt. That had been a year ago and as far as the brothers knew you were doing fine, better actually. They had no idea what things were really like...

You smiled and walked over, dumping your backpack at the foot of the small stairs, joining in on the fun.

Both turtles were straining and holding eye contact as they attempted to out gun the other. You laughed a little causing all attention to go to you as Raph flexed and pinned his older brother’s arm to the table.

“Ha, looks like I win Fearless.”

“It doesn’t count if I was distracted Raph,” Leo growled as they both looked at you.

Mikey gasped. “Dude what happened to you?” he asked as he looked you over.

You flinched a bit but smiled and said, “an accident with bleach in foods, a girl tripped and spilled bleach on me, nothing major.”

All the brothers seemed to gasp at the same time. “Nothing major?” they shouted in unison.

“Did she do it on purpose?”

“Did you tell a teacher?”

“Did ya knock ‘er out?”

“Did it get in your eyes?”

“Woah, woah, woah, guys relax!” you shouted, “it’s ok, the teacher wasn’t there so I left but I didn’t feel like going home so I came here instead. No there’s none in my eyes, just all over my clothes and hair. And no, Raph, I didn’t beat her up.”

Raph threw up his hands. “Well ‘scuse me for wondering if that girl got a proper ass whoopin.’”

“Looks like your clothes are ruined Angel Cakes, we should get you washed up while Donnie calls April.”

Mikey led you to the bathroom as Donnie took out his phone and dialed said girl and Leo and Raph went back to arguing about who had won their earlier fight.

As you entered the guest bathroom Mikey helped you take off your shoes while you grabbed a towel from beneath the sink. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Mikey scanning over your facial features, so you tried to keep them from showing the pain you felt. “Are you sure you’re ok (Y/N/N)?”

You smiled at the nick name and nodded encouragingly. “I promise Mikey, I’m fine. Just in desperate need of a shower,” you admitted sheepishly.

The orange clad turtle looked you over another time before smiling and getting up. “Well then I’ll let you take your shower. Holler at me if you need anything,” he said with a wink before lightly ruffling the dry part of your hair.

As the door shut behind him you let out a sigh and began to undress. You stepped into the shower and turned the knob as far as it could go. As the scalding water ran over your skin you found your thoughts wandering back to the dark places they had been treading through earlier. A tear streaked down your cheek but you didn’t notice as it mixed with the water running over your face. The water had reached an almost unbearable temperature by the time you turned to wash yourself off, but you barely even registered it as your thoughts roamed to desperate places. You were only half aware of your actions as you washed your body and shampooed your hair. You were only focused on the thoughts invading your mind.

(Y/N)’s a stupid fat whore!

Why can’t you follow orders like your sister.

You’ll never be anybody special.

Get your head out of the clouds, you can never be anything useful with all your daydreams.

Take a hike bitch.

What guy would want you?

Tears had begun to stream down your cheeks as memories flooded your mind and you finished washing your hair. There was something deep inside your soul that wanted to scream, to cry out for help, but what if they were right. What if nobody cared? What if nobody wanted you?

Your thoughts suddenly turned to Mikey. Would he care when you were gone? Would he cry and beg for you to come back?

No.

No one would.

A hand reached out and grasped your razor. You could end it. You could make it stop. Make the dull ache in the backs of your heart and skull disappear and the torment of your soul stop. You felt a slight sting as the razor dug into the skin of your left arm. The smell of blood filled you sinuses as you looked down to see the cuts bleeding. The wounds helped clear your thoughts as you dragged the sharp metal object across your arm again, and again, and again before switching to your other arm. Relief flooded your senses as the pain took over, but it wasn’t enough. You needed more.

You stepped out of the shower and into the foggy bathroom, barely able to see anything. Without letting go of the razor you wrapped your towel around you and stepped in front of the fogged up mirror. You swiped your hand across it, revealing your face. Your sad (e/c) eyes, your pale face, and the bags underneath your eyes. No one should have to live life like this. No one.

A knock on the door brought you out of your thoughts.

“Hey (Y/N), April dropped off some clothes and the rest of the bro’s went into the dojo to train so-” his words were suddenly cut off before he knocked on the door again, this time louder, “are you ok? There’s super steamy air coming out from under the door. Can I come in?”

Your breathing hitched in your throat as you reached over and locked the door. Not seconds later you heard the doorknob rattling as Mikey attempted to enter. His shouting grew and you knew that he could easily have Donnie taking the door off it’s hinges in a matter of minutes so you turned to look into the mirror as you held the metal against the skin of your neck.

BOOM!

The door shook as Mikey kicked it, almost sending the door flying. The door was suddenly pulled in the opposite direction to show Mikey at the same time that blood started to run down your neck.

Baby blue eyes met (e/c) as he stared at you with a pleading look. His usually bright demeanor was completely gone, replaced with sadness and above all, fear. You could see his hands shaking as they slowly reached out to you.

“(Y/N).”

You inhaled sharply. Although the words were barely audible they held more meaning than anyone else would ever understand. He rarely called you by your first name and he had never looked at you like that before.

It was then that all of the dark thoughts began to fade from your mind as you realized that all your earlier thoughts were false. Against your will your arms fell to your side and the razor dropped to the floor.

In mere seconds Mikey had his arms around you as the razor slid across the floor.

“Shhhhh, it’s ok (Y/N). I’m here. Please don’t ever do that again, you scared the shit out of me.”

His words barely registered in your mind as you finally let loose and slumped against his form. Your tears ran free and your sobs were so loud it hurt. You tried to hide the sounds against his neck but as his arms tightened around your shaking figure your walls began to crumble.

“I love you, please don’t leave me,” you whispered as you clung to him.

“I won't sweetheart, I promise. I- I love you too (Y/N). I’ll do anything to see you happy again,” he pushed you back a bit so he could look you in the eyes, his baby blue orbs moist with tears, “just promise me you’ll let Donnie take care of your cuts and that you’ll talk to me next time, I don’t want to see you so hurt.”

As his arms wrapped firmly back around you you felt all your walls caving in, the caution tape around your heart being ripped away, and your heart finally seemed to beat to in time with the universe.

And finally, you were at peace, you were home.

You nodded, a small smile gracing your features through the tears. “I promise.”

Pun War

2k16 Donnie x Reader

Warnings: SFW, funny/stupid/cringy puns, fluff man the FLUFFFFF

Summary Oneshot: Donnie has been crushing on you ever since he has met you. You’ve been crushing on the smexy nerd also. Then puns come in. Donnie started it, but you finished it.

Oh yeah it was happening. Once was a small competition and now a full on war. A pun war of course. First you, the boys, and April were all hanging out. You all watched movies, ate pizza and hot wings, and then Donnie spoke up. It made you completely freeze.

“Hey Mikey?”

“Wassup bro?”

Donnie had a small smirk on his face and his brothers knew that smirk.

“How do you throw a space party?”

Raph huffed, “Mikey please don’t ask how…”

Mikey ignored Raph and was actually curious about what Donnie was saying and asked, “How?”

“You planet.”

Mikey sat there for a moment, then he got the pun and his lips made an ‘oh’, meanwhile April giggled at Miley’s reaction and Donnie’s pun. Leo only smiled while Raph rolled his eyes and groaned, but that got him an elbow to the side by Leo. You prepared for this moment. You were the queen/king of puns. You picked up a piece of pizza (with the most cheese) and snickered.

“Bro that was cheesy…” You said, taking a bite of your slice, smiling.

“Oh no not you.” Raph groaned, yet again earning another elbow to the side from Leo.

April knew you for a long time and she knew that smirk on your face. She was already pulling out her wallet. Meanwhile Mikey snickered and Leo chuckled, shaking his head at you two. Donnie was shell shocked for a moment. Did you just call his pun cheesy while also making a pun? He had nothing to say, still in shock, making you smirk. You grabbed a small ketchup packet from April’s lunch, throwing it at Donnie.

“Come on Donnie ketchup.”

Donnie jumped and looked at the ketchup packet. Ok so this is the way it’s gone be? A smirk started to play a way on Donnie’s face slowly.

“The yolks on you. That pun was a load of crop.”

You tried your hardest not to let out a giggle, but you didn’t stop the smile from forming on your face. Oh yeah, it was on.

“Let’s act like Adulterers here.” You spat back.

April covered her mouth with her hand, trying to stop her giggles. Leo was only smiling, while Mikey kept snickering, but he was so close to laughing. Raph rolled his eyes, but secretly you were good at this whole pun thing. It was really punny. Donnie shook his head at that one and cleared his throat. He picked up the small bucket of wings.

“Try not to wing it?”

You snickered and picked up your soda can, “Wow that pun was soda pressing.” Taking a sip afterwards.

Mikey was already laughing and April still fought to keep her giggles laughing. Leo kept chuckling and a small smirk was shown on Raph’s face. His smirk got larger as Donnie gulped. Mikey then whispered to April.

“Bet my money Donnie wins.”

April scoffed and whispered back, “Please y/n is champion…”

Donnie had no idea what to say, but then weakly said, whilst picking up a slice of pizza, “Do you wanna pizza me?”

Your snickered and quickly grabbed a small packet of salt, “Oh Don don’t be salty.” You held up the packet of salt for him to see.

Donnie rolled his eyes, “I am not salty!” He pouted.

You faked a pout and picked up the small packet of pepper, “Aw, here, let me pepper your evening with more of my puns.”

Donnie huffed, but he smiled. He had nothing. For once he could not come up with anything. April smirked as Mikey whined, giving her twenty bucks. You smirked in victory. Then picked up a slice of pepperoni pizza and pointed at it.

“My puns cannot be topped.”

Boom! Mic drop bitch.

Donnie nodded, impressed, but he would come up with more puns! He will! Leo finally let out small laugh, while Raph full on grinned. April smiled, mentally celebrating her own little victory as she held her knew twenty bucks. Mikey just laughed. In the end Donnie held out his hand towards you, now a friendly smile on his face.

“Well done.” He said as you both shook hands with each other.

A small blush was starting to form on your face, but you nodded, “Not so bad yourself.” You said, smiling.

Donnie chuckled and the rest of the night you both had huge smiles on your faces. Oh but this war wasn’t over. Donnie was gonna win. He was competitive. And if it meant researching puns all day and all night, then so be it. Secretly he just loves talking to you…

I would like to thank a very good friend of mine for this idea. It sucks because tumblr won’t let me tag her. *holds up fork* Well fork you to tumblr!

Ok so how many children do you HC each turtle having and what gender? Also would any have twins or triplets? 💞🐢

Leo:

Despite popular belief, I think Leo would have the most kids of the four brothers. So maybe four kids, though I don’t think any of would be in pairs (sorry SO, you gon be birthing Leo’s offspring times 4). Majority boys, so that he can teach them how to follow in their father’s footsteps to lead the clan, but he has at least one daughter that is the light of his life, and reminds him in every single way of her mother.

Donnie:

Two kids. Two. No more, no less. He doesn’t want any sibling third wheels, or A and B teams formed, or a lonely only child. And he’s in love with the idea of twin baby girls. Teaching them defend themselves, how to wow boys with their brains as well as their beauty. He thinks a baby girl is the embodiment of innocence, and he’d be honored to help raise such a little girl into an independent, intelligent young woman. Especially if he got to do it twice.

Raph:

Three, maybe with one set of twins. Maybe. But 2 of them are gonna be girls, and the eldest would be his son. The boy is the spitting image of his father - bright green eyes, a lady-killer smirk, and a slightly-better maintained temper. And the little heartbreakers? Carbon copies of their mother - strong-headed little girls with sass and spunk, that melt their daddy’s heart every time they give them those big ol’ puppy dog eyes.

Mikey:

One. The boy might not be able to keep it in his pants very well, but I think he’d only be able to handle one kid at a time when it comes to raising one. A little boy, that actually resembles his intellectual uncle. Mikey’s son is quiet and bookish, but when he’s persuaded out of his shy demeanor, he has the same type of addictive humor as his father. And once he learns to balance his quiet and belligerent sides, you can be sure he’ll stun any lady, just like Mike.

I'm curious, how do you think the brothers would react to the first time they saw their crush had self-harm scars?

-Amazing question! Also I hope you don’t mind I like adding dialogue into my answers. Idk why lol-

-In all honesty I think the brothers would be upset, but not at you for not telling them, but at the fact that you had to go through some horrible crap. So horrible you restorted to hurting yourself.-

×Leonardo×

Leo first saw your scars when you reached over to grab a slice of pizza. You, him, and his brothers all hung out. Eating pizza and watching movies. At first he didn’t know what to think, but then his mind started racing and he looked up at your face. He saw you smile, but he wondered what that smile was hiding. After the eventful night, Leo is the first to say he wants to escort you home. Once you make it to your apartment, you expect Leo to say his goodbye and leave, but not this time.

He climbed in after you and looked down at you with a frown. He gently grabbed your arm that he saw with scars, pulling down your sleeve slowly. You stood there, shocked by his actions, completely frozen. Thats when you followed his eyes…

You started to tear up at his words.

“I don’t know the full story behind these scars. I don’t know what you have gone through. But please, PLEASE, if you need someone to talk to come to me. Please… I can’t loose you…”

×Raphael×

Raphael caught the sight of your scars as you two worked out. You had on a thin jacket and when you raised your sleeves, he saw them right away. He stopped everything he was doing. Everything. He walked up to you amd grabbed your arm, making you jump. He looked over the scars, running his large thumb over them gently. His eyes were already watering and he feared the worst.

He looked at you, seeing you were already in tears. He pulled you into a hug, holding you close and tight. You two stayed like for a long time. And during that time, he spoke up.

“Please for the love of god talk to me if you need to talk. Just don’t ever hurt yourself again. Please… Just please….”

×Donatello×

He saw them while you two were in his lab together. It was one of these rare moments where you two just sat down, laid back, and talked. Then he saw your sleeve go down slightly as you raised your arm to lay your hand under your chin. Without thinking he grabbed your arm, making you yelp in surprise. His eyes watered at the sight of the scars. He looked up at you, the sparkle in yours were gone.

He let go of your arm and cupped your face gently in his hands.

“I… I do not know why you have these scars. I do not know what has happened in your life. But Y/N if you need to talk, come to me. Lossing you would break my heart… I just can’t loose you…”

×Michelangelo×

He saw the scars on your wrist as you two played video games. You held the controller, racing Mikey, concentrated on the game. Mikey looked over at you and smiled, then looked back at the TV, but he did a double take on your arm. The game was paused immediately. You whined and looked at Mikey. You were just about to ask why he paused it, but the tears falling from his eyes made you stop. Before you could speak a word, Mikey wrapped his arms around you and held you close.

“Baby cakes please… I am always here if you need to talk. I… Just want you to know that.”

-I hope that answers your question! Also sorry for the errors!

Headcannon that the first time you bring a stack of paper to the lair you realize they don't have a Shredder😂😂

The turtles: *chatting in the living room while watching a movie*

Me: *runs into the room at top speed and dive bombs for blanket on floor*

Me: *lands on edge of blanket*

Me: *rolls*

Bros:............ O.O

Me: This is my final form

Me: I have become a blanket taco

Me: *sticks out tongue*

This is beautiful😂😂

Ok so I literally can't breathe I'm laughing so hard just thinking about this. So let's say the turtles and crush are watching a movie when she farts (a silent but deadly) but doesn't say anything, just waits for a reaction. When the Bros smell it who's gonna start pointing fingers at who? (Bonus points if she just blatantly states, "it was me," and their reactions to that) 😂😂😂😂 Thank you so much! You're amazing!

I LAUGHED OUT LOUD IN THE MIDDLE OF CLASS JESUS H CHRISTIAN

Leo:

He thinks it’s so childish to fart in the middle of everyone, so he assumes it’s Mikey being Mikey and begins to exercise his gift of holding breath for long intervals. The bros are all chiding each other, saying how unclassy it was to do that in front of a lady. When crush nonchalantly admits it was her, Leo’s eyes almost pop out of his head in shock. While the rest of his brothers are cracking up, Leo kinda gapes, wondering how anyone could have such courage as to… let one loose in public.

Raph: 

He knows it’s her the moment he smells it. He looks over and sees her lips pursed, trying to hold back a smile, and her legs are pressed together unusually tightly. He accuses her right off the bat, waving a hand in front of his nose and announcing to the entire lair, “GEEZ, LAY OFF THE BEANS, Y/N.” She gasps in mock horror, before saying casually, “Well, compared to your farts, mine smell like roses.” His brothers proceed to catch their wounded brother from the fatal burn that was dealt to him.

Donnie:

Like Raph, Donnie knew the moment she cut the cheese that she was the culprit (her supposedly ‘silent but deadly’ had lacked silence but was still very much fatal). She’s very sheepish when his brothers begin turning to her in suspicion. Mikey leans forward, sniffing between Donnie and his crush, who are sitting next to each other. “Alright, which one of you dropped the booty bomb.” Her entire face goes red, until Donnie comes to the rescue. “Uh… that was me guys. Sorry.” She gives him the most grateful look while his brothers relentlessly tease him.

Mikey:

“Oh, so we’re at THAT level of our relationship, huh?” Mikey smirks when his crush laughs uncontrollably after farting. He takes that as a signal that they’re comfortable enough to begin letting their gross sides show. They’re gross little children, so from that point forward they start a competition of who can catch the other completely off-guard with a silent passing of wind. “Y /N, can you hand me the… OHHHHH! That was a quality one. I didn’t see that coming. That’ll make a lovely topping to my anchovy pizza, thank you.”

I am so glad I found your page! Your work is amazing! So I was wondering what if the boys were sent to wake up their crush (who's stubborn and won't leave their bed) and they resort to pulling off their blankets to find their crush in only a tank top and underwear. How would the bro's react?

Leo: 

The poor turtle would most definitely have a heart attack. He’d smother them back in blankets before he could so much as glimpse any part of their body that he wasn’t supposed to see. He’d also effectively wake them up, after his crush was jarred out of sleep to what seemed to be a hyperventilating terrapin trying to suffocate them in blankets.

Raph:

The guy would freeze, torn between two options: leave and try to pretend it never happened, or be a peeping tom and continue to stare at that gorgeous body a while longer. By the time he figured out staring at them was straight-up pervy, they’d already begun to feel cold and realized the blankets were being held in his hands. He was banned from their room for a month.

Donnie:

Oh my gosh, he actually screams. He stumbles away and tries to escape the room (like that’s gonna help, his screech already woke up his sleeping beauty) and accidentally trips over his own feet, falling backwards into the closet and causing a basket of laundry to fall on his head. He walks out, pride wounded, having seen more of his crush’s undergarments than originally planned.

Mikey:

So, the crush wakes up upon hearing him enter the room. Mikey’s all bouncy and ready to start the day, so he doesn’t heed their warnings that they’re half naked. He pulls off the covers, squeaks like a mouse, replaces them quickly, and trots out of the room, all the while hearing his crush’s hysterical laugh and a shout of ‘I TOLD YOU SO!’

TMNT in correspondence to elements of earth

So my friend (who's a big nerd) walked in on me fangirling about TMNT and commented on how he didn't really like the series because the character development sucked. Of course I argued back but none of what I was saying was making any sense to him, so finally I attempted to put my insight into a perspective that he would understand.

As I see it the family of turtles (and their rat dad/sensei) are similar to aspects of the earth. Imagine that earth itself is New York City and the sun is the Foot Clan, each member of the family is an unseen force connecting to the earth.

Leo is the magnetic field surrounding the planet and keeping everything in place. He could also be gravity because he keeps the team grounded and in place even when they try to break and or test the boundaries. His family expects him to always do his job and they rely on him to lead them, but sometimes he finally starts to feel the strain of keeping everyone together and considers giving up. However he continues his efforts because that's what he's supposed to do, so he puts his problems aside and does what he needs to do for his family.

Raph is solar flares sent from the sun because some people who aren't familiar with the film think he's going to turn and go rogue (which he kinda does in 2007), but also because his opinion is contradictory to the other family member's. He also clashes with Leo (the magnetic field) who keeps him from causing destruction, and although his take on things are normally considered dangerous or extreme, after passing through his brother's rage his words come out as something beautiful that people treasure if they take the time to appreciate it (in other words it becomes the Aurora Borealis). Plus he tends to remind the team that there's a whole other point of view of which to view things from, constantly giving the team a reality check.

Donnie is the atmosphere, giving people the air they need to breathe easy and also evolving the species according to the environment. He may not always be viewed as a very important piece of the team but he is an essential aspect of their success. His inventions make it possible to get things done and are why they didn't die jumping off a plane. He is prepared for anything and never hesitates to do what he needs to do to help his family.

Mikey is the weather, giving everyone what they need to keep moving. When the team is in a heated argument he's the clouds attempting to cool the mood, when they feel like giving up and quitting he's the e rain giving them the small push to keep moving on and growing. People see him as annoying and assume he's just getting in the way when in reality his 'unnecessary humor' is just him trying to lighten the mood and cheer everyone up as well as cheering them on.

Then Splinter is the core of the earth, keeping the planet, and it's elements, under his good influence and keeping everything running smoothly.

All in all I think I did a pretty good job, although my friend is now concerned with how much time I'm spending on anything related to the fandom. 😂

Dude, has anyone else realized that in lights out Diana could have attacked them from under the covers in their bed?

I mean unless you sleep with a really light blanket Your bed is super dark so technically it would be the perfect place for Diana to attack and kill the characters, but she doesn't. I mean yea she's an asshole for wanting the mom all to herself and trying to kill the rest of her family to achieve that, but all things considered she was actually uncharacteristicly nice about it...0.0