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Can we have some Mikey appreciation here? 🥺

sweet cinnamon roll 😍 he is such a handsome turtle 🥰😘🧡

Mikey: I'm so sweet baby!

Millie: According to MY calculations, as long as you believe in yourself, you can do anything! 🧡

RABEL MIKEY

PART 3

MIKEY RABEL AU !!!!!

my first au idk how many parts I’ll make lol

sorry that it’s so short 😅😅😅😅😅

Rabel Mikey au !!!!

part 1

Frost by TXT suits Mikey very welll 😳

Bro I'm lost I'm at the part where they just visited Drakon who's on DEATH ROW Like what but anyway Draken told them who this 'him' that everybody is Kisaki Tetta and this dumbass's response was I'M GOING TO BE THE HEAD OF TOMAN

LIKE

The person who is killing everyone is Kisaki Tetta

The person who is killing your girlfriend is Kisaki Tetta

The person who is responsible for the way Mikey is in the future is Kisaki Tetta

AND YOUR ONLY THOUGHT IS TO BECOME THE HEAD OF TOMAN

like I understand: become the boss and shut everything down but

If this man was able to manipulate mikey..... 😵

Idk maybe I'm just dumb🤡

All he gotta do is go back in time find Kisaki and shank him yk😶🔪

Bring me more Emma! Those two guys aswell, I guess.

The REAL main character

Magic boy✨

mikey kun

Random little GIF's I made of Mikey and Donnie falling in love with Y/N at first sight...

In The Beginning Women Was The Sun

Ever since I was a child I never once truly smiled.

I never got to be raised like a normal kid with a loving family, no, the universe hated me I hated me. I guess some part of myself still does, but I could never hate nor blame them. It wasn’t our fault we’re different, but people move on, I moved on,most died sadly sadly, I miss them and I hope they miss me-

“KEIKO IM GOING!!” My brother was hanging out with his friend Akkun, he acts weird a lot, his personality kinda switches, like he’s a new person, but I don’t ask, he’ll tell me when he’s ready.

I walked downstairs. “Bye, have fun” and walked off into the kitchen hearing the door close behind him.

“Alone again huh? Maybe I’ll finish that painting today” I make myself a hot chocolate and go out to the little garden shed where I do my art.

———————

The house phone was ringing, I could hear it even from all the way out here.

“Hello, yes this is she, yes I do, thank you yes I’ll be on my way now thank you.” That idiot landing himself in the hospital. I grabbed my bag and went out the door riding off on my bike. Passing the cars and all the buildings was rather calming, I like to think I’m calm right now but the way my hands were gripping the handles or how much faster I was riding the bike then I normally do said otherwise. The car park was busy, mostly filled up but there was a spot near the door for me.

“Hello” I approached the lady at the desk. “I’m here to visit my brother Hanagaki Takemitchi”.

“Hmmm, room D3 love.” She smiled

“Thank you” I turned to walk away.

“Hi, what room is hanagaki takemitchi in?” A soft voice I recognised asked.

“Hina hey,you can come with me.” I waved at her.

“Ah! Keiko, it’s been a while how are you?” She asked.

“I’m going good, you?”

“I’m great, I haven’t seen you much anymore, you stopped joining me and takemitchi on out walks to school, and our study sessions every Thursday night.” She remarked.

“Sorry, mum got me a new therapist so the sessions had to change” I looked down, eye contact made me nervous.

“Oh! What happened to the old one?” She asked, she knew I didn’t like direct eye contact so she was fine with me looking at the floor.

“She died.” I left it simple, I didn’t know much other then what the news said, all I got told was that she died due to gang violence, she’s lucky it was only a gang.

“Oh..that’s sad” yes it is, she had a life ahead of her, I liked her, but I didn’t know her.

“We weren’t that close but I still feel bad, it was some gang thing.” We arrived at takemitchis room and I held the door open for her. We heard a sobbing like sound. Hina pushes back the curtain.

“Are you ok!what’s wrong?” There was a blonde girl with her head on his lap, she was crying, I think Hina took it differently though, common mistake anyone would make.

“Oh no stop! That’s gross!” She looked disgusted “how dare you” she sounded like she wanted to barf. I think he got the message.

“NO NO NO! It’s not what it looks like Hina I swear!!!” She hit him.

“You good to be released?” I asked not wanting this misunderstanding to continue, I like Hina, can’t have him lose her.

———————

“I’m leaving now is there anything you want?” I poked my head through mitchi’s room to see him doing the puzzle I got him.

“Uhh no thanks just some snacks” he’s actually concentrating for once.

“No medication that the doctors gave you?” I ask for confirmation.

“No they gave me none actually.” He’s still focused on the puzzle.

“Alright I’ll be back soon bye” I wave him off and go downstairs. I stop by the mirror in the hallway to make sure I look good before leaving, it’s not that hot nor that cold so I can wear an outfit with a fair amount of accessories and layers. I open the door and I’m greeted with the sight of Mitchi’s friend group.

“Hello guys, Mitchis in his room.” I let them in. “Don’t cause a mess or get him to move around to much.”

“Thank you Keiko” Akkun says leading the rest up the stairs.

I leave the house and start walking down the street, I can’t take the bike so I’ll walk. I pass by a few people but one sticks out, he’s tall and blonde with the sides of his hair shaven of, the rest pulled into a plate, with a dragon tattoo on the side of his head, he’s a gang member definitely. I go about my day not stopping for him, why should I he holds me no importance but being a stranger on the street.

———————

The shopping got done but the front yard was undone.

“Mitchi and his friends had fun I see..” things were thrown everywhere, his bat was broken, his favourite bike, at least mine was left untouched and unscathed. I made my way through the yard carefully and opened the door with my foot, I slipped my shoes off and put the groceries on the counter. I grabbed my phone and called the bot at the source of all this mess.

———————

Takemitchis POV

“Oh Crap!” Keiko was calling me, I remember the way we left the yard and prayed her bike was ok, I never got to check.

“Hey Kei how’d the shopping go?”

“Good I got all the stuff but I have a question”

“Uhhh yeah..?”

“What happened to the front yard?!”

“Ahhh! I’m so sorry Kei really my friends had a fight and I tried to stop them but it got out of hand look-“ at this point everyone stopped to look at me with the mention of the fight.

“Your lucky my bike is ok.”

“Oh thank god.”

“You and me are cleaning this together tomorrow alright? And where are you anyway it’s late out.”

“I’m ok don’t worry I’m with my friends at the par-“

“But still it’s dangerous past sunset you should come home, what if you got mugged, or beaten up or-“

“Keiko. I’ll be ok, this isn’t Yokohama ok shibuya might not be the safest place ever but it’s not Yokohama.”

“Ah.. I know, sorry I just-“

“It’s ok your just looking out for me, I’ll head home in a minute alright I’m safe.”

“Hmm.. alright we can talk more when you get home, but be safe, by Mitchi, love you to the moon”

“And I’ll love you all the way back, see you soon Kei” I ended the call with the others looking at me.

“What..?” I sweat dropped

“Who was that?” Mikey asks.

“Uhh.. it’s Keiko, my sister.”

“What! You have a sister! And you never told us! And here I thought we were friends.” Mickey complained.

“Yeah what’s up with that takemitchi.” Darken turns to me.

“Well it’s not like the topic came up and she’s a keep to herself kinda person..” I answered.

“But she’s really nice! And pretty, and quite protective, but she’s cool.” Hina adds talking about Keiko. Emma looks at her.

“You know her Hina?” Hina nods her head.

“Yeah, apart from Takemitchi I was her first friend when they took her in.” She had a smile on her face, one she wears for Keiko, it holds sincerity, she treats Keiko like her own sister, it makes me happy that my two favourite girls get along well.

“Took her in?” Draken asks.

“Yeah my mum took her in when she saw her passed out in an alley near her work. She was in bad shape but refused to go to the hospital when she woke up, almost got out the car while it was on the freeway, mum came home to patch her up.” I explained shortly, I didn’t think it was ok for me to explain the whole story, it wasn’t my decision.

“Woah! So she was a street rat!” It was mikey.

“HUH!”

“Uhh..”

“You can’t say that you idiot!” Draken gave him a slap over the head. “Don’t go bad mouthing Takemitchis sister! Now apologies!”

“Hmph! Sorry Takemitchi.” His apology was half assed!

“It’s alright I guess..” I rubbed my neck not knowing how to respond. “Hey, I uhh..gotta go now so I’ll se you guys at the festival yeah?”

“Ask Kei if she wants to come! She needs to get out more and plus she could meet Emma!” Hina stated.

“I’ll try to get her out..” I turn and take my leave home. “Bye!”

NOTE: boom! Done with this first chapter, so idk how this story is gonna go or if it’s gonna be continued but I do have some backstory for Keiko and I think if I do continue this it’ll be really fun, also don’t worry I’m still doing the twst one I’ve got a chapter in the making rn it’s half way there but tell me what y’all think of this, also the first person thing might not be forever I just wanted to give it a shot, anyway bye ✌️ have a good day.

So I am in fact going to try the bsd x tr fanfic but I’m contemplating a love interest because sad love makes it all better and my only options are from tr cause there actually her age so who should be the love interest

Cuddle: Mikey💛

Kiss: Raph❤

Fuck: Donnie💜

Marry: Leo💙

💚💚💚💚

You guys know that game Kiss Marry Fuck?

Well now I introduce Kiss, Marry, Fuck, and Cuddle!

Reply with your preferences! :D

For me, it’s:

Cuddle: Leo; Kiss: Donnie; Fuck: Raph; Marry: Mikey~

Ok yes hi, can I please request more beat-boxing turtles in the next Bay movie? Thank you, this has been a PSA 😄😄

You can go back to your lives now😅

Kinda thinking about posting pics and descriptions of my four OC's. What does everyone think about it? I'm just worried people won't like them much but I've been building up and changing all four characters since I was six so...😆😆😬

*Me as a human being*

The bros are all sitting around eating dinner when Mikey pulls out the first pun, (you wanna pizza me bro?) and Raph is already groaning. Soon it turns into a competition between Casey, April, Mikey, and Donnie.

Eventually Leo joins in.

Raph gives up and starts walking away before I stop him and ask for a favor. He gives me a wierd look but agrees.

At the end of a particularly bad pun (from Leo) I slam my empty soda bottle on the table where Raph crushes it with his fist. "Wow guys, that was soda-pressing."

*Cue airhorns*

Casey face palms, April claps, Mikey loses his shit, Donnie is so shook he can't move, and Leo looks like he's praying.

*Yea, definatly describes me in a nutshell*

😂😂

It's 5:22 am and I'm sick as hell and can't sleep so I'm just sitting here thinking about the turtles.

I can totally imagine one of those rare days in the lair where everyone is doing their own thing quietly; Leo's reading at the table, Donnie's doing something at his mass of computers, Raph is bench pressing, and Splinter is somewhere meditating. Everything is peaceful until the clock changes from 4:19 and suddenly Mikey runs in wearing a backwards baseball cap and a giant pair of rainbow glasses screaming, "420 BITCHES BLAZE IT!" and just pulls out an airhorn and runs around in circles while his older brothers glare at him and Splinter facepalms in the other room.

I can see Raph as a female human just getting pissed and turning and yelling, "the fuck you just say to me?" and unhooking her bra and chucking it at Mikey without taking her shirt off and saying, "hold my bra bitch shit just hit the fan." And as she's kicking ass Leo is face palming, Donnie's taking a video, and Mikey's cheering her on with Raph's bra still on her head where it landed.

I had a dream last night and I had to share 😆😂

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.”

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. 😂

You wouldn't want to get on his bad side now would you.

the Kraang don’t believe in ghosts; doesn’t stop anyone else though – there are more than just bodies on the battlefield.

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Putting the baby to sleep

Ohayou Gozaimasu

Good Morning! I love waking up to a new day. I can’t understand why some people hate waking up in the morning. I can’t wait to get the day started. Think of all the new things you can do when you wake up to a brand new day! All the exciting adventures and fighting alien baddies from outer space and yummy breakfast! Can’t forget breakfast! After a quick morning shower, I usually check up on my brothers first, just to see if they’re awake. It’s a habit of mine. I’ve been doing it since… forever I guess? It’s pretty interesting to see the first thing that they do when they wake up in the morning. The first person I’ll check up on is my eldest bro Leo. He’s a morning person too. And when I say he’s a morning person, I mean he’s a “waking-up-at-5 a.m.-sharp” kinda person. Yeah. Even I’m not that type of a morning person. Every morning, I will find him meditating in his room. He says he enjoys meditating early in the morning since it’s the only time the Lair gets a prolong period of peace and quiet. Once everyone’s awake, finding a moments peace in the Lair is pretty much non existent. I totally can’t argue with that. Personally, I just don’t get the appeal in meditating. It’s so boring, sitting perfectly still, doing nothing. Just thinking about meditating makes me want to run off and do something exciting, like rooftop skateboarding for example. Although I’m not a fan of meditation, I do love to watch Leo meditate. He looks so peaceful and calm when he’s in the ‘zone’, quiet different from his normal behaviour. He’s often full of self-doubt and worry. He tries his best to hide it from us but sometimes it shows. I hope that one day he will find his inner strength and calm ‘cause he totally deserves it. “Ohayou, Mikey.” Opps! I’ve been caught! “Morning, Leo! Breakfast in twenty! See ya!” Welp! Time to move on to my next brother, Raph. Raph can be pretty… weird… in the morning. I will usually find him awake most morning. Rolled up like a big fat burrito made out of blanket. But the thing is, he’s awake… but not really awake? It’s like his body is rearing to start but his mind is still somewhere in dreamland. Like one of Donnie’s super old computer, slowly rebooting. He just lays in bed for a stretch of time (the longest was twenty two minutes and sixteen seconds. Yes, I kept time.). Eyes all glassy and blank. Staring into nothing. Creepy. The only way you can get him out of his weird stupor is to physically toss him out of bed (which is not a good idea because I always end up with a bruise somewhere on my beautiful person) or wait for him to get out of his weird whateveritis-state himself (which takes freakin’ forever!). Oh, yeah! I forgot! There’s also this one other way. I call it the ‘Spike Wake-up Call’ way. Just let Spike wake Raph up. Really. It totally works! Just get Spike close to Raph, and he will do all the work. The result is super adorable too (Aww… look at that happy smile!). That turtle is one smart little dude. I think the only thing that can control Raph is Spike. Oh, and Master Splinter. But Spike wins by a landslide. Definitely. Okay! Better move on now. Last but not least, my dear brother Donnie. Donnie is definitely not a morning person. Donnie often falls asleep in his lab as he’s always up all night doing nerdy-geeky stuff. All that night time tinkering causes him to lose a lot of precious sleep time which in turn, makes him super cranky in the morning. Plus, sleeping in that uncomfortable position definitely boosts his crankiness level to the max. “Psst! Hey, Donnie. Time to wakey-wakey! Rise and shine and dine!” “GO. AWAY. MIKEY.” Urgghh… I do not enjoy waking Donnie up. At all. I rather wake Raph up and get a bruise or two instead of waking Donnie up and get a concussion or two. Sleeping at the lab is advantageous to Donnie as he has all these mean and heavy looking equipments around him to use as a weapon. This one time, he threw a SV540-0222 18hp Courage Vertical 1" x 3 5/32" Shaft, OHV, ES, Oil Filter, 15 Amp Alternator, Fuel Pump Kohler Engine at me and lemme’ tell ya’, the result wasn’t fun. I had to eat out of a straw for two days straight. It was torture! Two days without pizza chomping. I almost killed myself to end my pizza-less-life suffering. Luckily, I have found one fail-proof technique to wake Donnie up in the morn’. It was so simple! I sometimes wonder why I didn’t think of the idea sooner! The answer is: Coffee. Tons and tons of pure, black coffee! Just shove it under his nose and BAM! Insta-wake! ‘Though I just couldn’t wrap my head as to why Donnie likes this coffee stuff. I’ve tried it and it’s just pure ick! “Donnie~! Look-y what I got! Yummy-yummy fresh coffee~!” “!” “Do you want it?” “OH.SHELL.YES!THANKYOU!” Ah, well. At least it helps Donnie to function properly in the morning. No more repeat performance of the 'engine-throwing’ kind. Gotta’ be thankful for that. Whew! Now that’s done. Breakfast time! I do love a good morning.  - Mikey

Incorrect Canon 2003 Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Quotes

Raphael: Look at him, all serious and disciplined. Bet you anything he’s drinking straight black coffee.

Michelangelo: Pfft, nah, bro. He’s definitely the type to drink, like, boiled water. Nothing in it. Just… water.

Donatello: He’s more likely to go for green tea.

[Leonardo calmly takes a sip from the festive red mug in his hands. The faintest trace of whipped cream smudges onto his upper lip.]

Donatello: Is that… whipped cream?

[Leonardo, unbothered, takes another sip. A few colorful sprinkles glint faintly against the rim of his mug.]

Michelangelo: No way. NO. WAY.

Raphael: Our brother is drinking hot chocolate. With sprinkles.

Incorrect Canon 2003 Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Quotes

Donatello: Oh, look! Leonardo and Usagi are standing under the mistletoe.

Michelangelo: [Eyes widen in panic.] Oh no!

Donatello: [Rolls his eyes and crosses his arms.] Come on, Mikey. Grow up. It’s about time Leo—

Michelangelo: [Frantically waves his hands, interrupting Donatello.] Not that! Raph told Leo that it’s tradition in Usagi’s dimension, when you stand under the mistletoe—

[Leonardo abruptly snap kicks Usagi in the face mid-lean, knocking him back. Then he turns to his brothers, giving them a thumbs-up like he just nailed the perfect kata.]

Michelangelo: [Facepalms.] —you fight them.

Raphael: [Leaning against the wall, snickering.] I call it ‘mistlefoe’.

[Leonardo, oblivious to the chaos, glances up at the mistletoe again, prepared to defend his honor from any other "attackers."]