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#LEO NEEDS APPRECIATION
lafleshlumpeater · 1 year
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Leo
I NEED TO POST MORE LEO CONTENT I POSTED SMTH ABT LEO FOUR DAYS AGO AND IT'S GOT THIRTY NOTES NBXHEBCJHBRC
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Look at those cute lil elfie ears... im crying from adorableness.... HE'S TOO CUTE
*not my artwork btw, I'm sure you can see it says viria from tumblr... I don't think that they're active, so idk if they have anything abt ppl using their art... if they do someone lmk
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cherrytraveller · 1 year
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i love these silly old men, happy holidays everyone
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donnieluvsthings · 2 years
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also okay i havent seen EVERY version of tmnt but theres usually a theme for the leo-raph arguments, so i think its safe to say that once again rise does a classic tmnt thing but completely in its own way. like ah yes leo and raph arguing while donnie and mikey eavesdrop! except donnie and mikey actually try to interfere when leo and raph start fighting.
and theyre not arguing over who would be the better leader, its not “angsty lone wolf nightwatcher” raph vs “overbearing and arrogant but with repressed insecurities” leo. its “older brother whos scared bc hes under lots of pressure to protect his family and takes it very seriously” raph vs “too-chill-too-cocky doesnt really listen to his team” leo. just. its the same thing TECHNICALLY but rise does it all so that its basically new and i love it so much
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sugarpasteltmnt · 3 months
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(last seen at the tmnt au comp u _ u)
CRYING I LOVE SWANATELLO AHHHH 💜💕😭💞💖💘😭😭💜💕💗💜💖💘‼️‼️ omg I’m a big fan of your aus ;w; and I love Swanatello holy cow your brain is so beautiful like your art style 😭💘 I hope you find your boi!!! 🥺
But fr if ‘Void’-Leo ran into Leo first, he’d probably point and laugh either because 1) this dude lost his brother lmao or 2) he’s laughing at HIMSELF for hallucinating this scenario rn (because he’s a little coo-coo. A little insane in the membrane)
But if ‘Void’ ran into Swanatello first… i could see one of two things happening—
Leo is so Shook he just has the dial-up sound playing in his head, or through a silly exchange of “Lake?” “Key??” “Lake!” “Key!” the two establish a buddy system to look for their respective Things together
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oddly-casual · 7 months
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I think Mutant Mayhem is the first tmnt propriety to make Leo my favorite turtle right off the bat.
Not that I don’t like Leo anywhere else, but usually it takes me like a second rewatch or something to really pick apart Leo’s character in full to appreciate him- and even then he’s usually not my favorite.
But MM Leo is my favorite for reasons I cannot identify.
Maybe it’s the way he walks, his cringe fail personality, I don’t know but I care about this loser so much.
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Idk he cares so much abt his siblings despite the fact that they can be so mean to him sometimes. He is also the one who continually pushes to do the right thing when theres nothing (or even sometimes worst things) to gain from it.
Even his attempts at being cool come off as dorkish but it’s charming in a way only little kids can be. In a ‘you’re doing your best sweetie’. Leo is a single mother of three while also being a teenage boy, that takes work.
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He’s such a silent but calculating character, ironically when he doesn’t try so hard and does what he feels is right he gets the best results (ie his leader speech, the plan to be accepted, gaining the acceptance of other mutants) for all his fumbling and try hard attitude he has such natural potential it’s insane.
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midwesternvibes · 1 month
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So my last post talked about Leon and Donnie's relationship in my silly/slightly angsty separated human Leo AU (which I still need to name, suggestions please I'm so bad at naming things)
Anyways, Leon and Raph!
Now with Donnie and Leon, the rivalry is kinda one-sided, but with with Raph and Leon it is a fully fleged feud on both sides. The two of them actually hate each other, but for VASTLY different reasons
Raph hates Leon for a lot of the same reasons that Donnie does. He wants to be recognized as the top athlete in the school next year when they're both Seniors (for any non-Americans, that's the last year of high school before college) and win a super prestigious scholarship that's only handed out to the top athlete of that year. Whoever gets that scholarship is basically guaranteed a full ride to any school of their choice and gets a bunch of recognition from the state, it's a really big deal.
The thing is, Raph wants it REALLY bad. He's got two fantastic little brothers and amazing as they are, he really wants to stand out from them (and earn his pops' pride). He really wants the praise and recognition that comes with it, but there's even more than that.
I headcannon Raph to have some learning disabilities, most specifically Dyslexia and Dyscalcula. This has made school really difficult for him, and winning this scholarship would prove to everyone and himself that he is more than just his grades.
Anyways, he's practically a shoo-in for the award, he's won so many state awards in track and wrestling, helped his team go to state several times in football and has broken several school records! He's really impressive, a real once in a generation athlete.
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....too bad he's not the only one.
Leon is also an EXTREMELY gifted athlete. Like, he's REALLY good
Proof? Here you go:
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(I think I'm funny)
But all jokes aside, he does canonically play REALLY good basketball. In addition, the school really wants to give him the scholarship to show that they're "progressive" and get social points for that since in this fictional world, they're letting a trans teen play gendered sports (let me dream)
Apart from that, Leon has his own reasons for wanting that scholarship. I'll make a whole separate post later on this, but the gist of it is that without scholarships, he won't be able to go to college. He not only wants the scholarship and everything that comes with it, but he NEEDS it. Without this scholarship AND the scholarship from achieving Valedictorian, he won't be able to get into the program that he really wants (again, a separate post on this whole situation is coming)
On top of all that, Leo's also extremely competitive and there may or may not have been an incident with Raphael when they were kids but shh spoilers and he doesn't want to lose
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But yeah, that's the gist of Leon and Raphael's relationship! Both of them hold a legitimate hatred for each other and pretty much view the other as just an obstacle in their way to success!
Stay tuned for a breakdown of Leon and Michael's friendship and the real reason this whole thing started!
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thr-333 · 2 months
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In other news- because tbh this other au holds more meaning in my heart (just cuz of how I relate to Donnie the most out of all of the aus), I genuinely am craving for angst with hurt/comfort for Leo Jr au.
sooo time for THOUGHTS I really am longing for moments with Leo Jr and Donnie, because...hnk- Donnie actually receiving comfort, care, patient understanding and acceptance instead of being told to suck it up or being ridiculed/treated like a ticking time bomb???? Means the world to me????? Idk- I guess my soul just aches for this version of Donnie who didn't get that safe space Leonardo's Donnie did. (i get the au is mainly Leo-centric, but for some reason this version of Don-tron ya created has somehow wormed his way into my heart and he is truly my favorite iteration in terms of aus???)
When I tell you that I felt my heart break over the silly comic where Leonardo says that Leo Jr and Casey Jr are twins, solely due to what that implies to the overall story. In a sense, Leo Jr gets to have variations of the life he would have if he hadn't been kidnapped (by all technicalities Leo Jr IS a victim of kidnapping no matter how wholesome it turned out to be). He gets to know the joys of having a twin, of being able to goof around and laugh, being understood/accepted, being able to make friends and be a kid! Meanwhile...Donnie (the one who was MEANT to have Leo as his twin) didn't get any of that. It hit hard that, even if it wasn't intentional by any means, Don was "easily replaced." (which idk if it's intentional or not, but that seems to be a reoccurring theme for the spiny softshell in this au). He'll never really have that close knit bond, not know what it's like, even if Leo Jr and him do grow close during their teenage years. Because in this reality, the "Disaster Twins" exist, Donnie's just not apart of it. Which is just another way that shows how much of a stranger the kid is to everyone who is supposed to be his family; his father, two brothers, and even the one who was at one point meant to be his twin.
That thought is sorta what led me down the rabbit hole of Leo Jr AU! Don brainrot. The kid's reality is one of neglect, extreme isolation, fear and...probably a deep well of self-hatred, loneliness, non existent self-worth, etc. (we saw how he struggled with in Rise Canon, so i can only imagine it is so much worse in this au). I can only imagine that this also impacts his ninpo and mystics later on, which probably is going to make his self-esteem take a nosedive.
Ngl if Leonardo's twin (who I'm gonna call Tello) is actually watching over his past self, it makes me wonder what he's thinking. His pov would be intriguing consider he'd be witnessing how much pain his twin's actions caused. Idk- I just- when I look at everything from this particular au, it makes me hope that Donnie is allowed to feel his big feelings without people trying to rush him. He should be allowed to be terrified, hurt, angry, etc towards Splinter and Leonardo. Neither of them deserve his forgiveness, because shit- both of them fucked up big time. They both caused complex trauma...and like- really need to face consequences. (apart of me sorta hopes Donnie DOESN'T forgive them) dakjsfsadfas sorry for rambling, not sure if any of that made sense, but I just- I have so many feelings about Donnie in the Leo Jr au, and really want to see more of him!
The sewers were a gross place to live if you asked Junior but Splinter refused to move to the hidden city. Luckily he had his portals meaning he could step into the already cleaned portion they called a home.
“Leo!” Mikey was the first to notice him. Dropping the plates on the table he was setting them vaulting over it, “You came!”
“It’s still Junior,” He reminded for the umpteenth time, “And yeah I said I would,”
Mikey collided into him for a hug. Junior gave a small wave to Raph- or Red, probably Red as the snapper wasn’t meeting his eyes while trying to hide his scowl. Splinter was setting the table in Mikeys stead, making wayyy too much eye contact as he kept staring at Junior. He was placing the plates down carelessly. The one in front of Donnie was placed down with a crack, only Junior caught his flinch.
“Great, he’s here, I saw him,” Donnie pushed away from the table in a frenzied movement, “Can I please leave now,”
“Purple your brother is here, that is more important than some computer,” Splinter snapped. No one took note of the way both Donnie and Junior cringed. 
“Nah he’s just tryna get out of showing me his lab since he promised last time,” Junior stepped forward and away from Mikey.
“I did no such thing,” Donnie scowled at him as Junior came around to his side,
“No use backing out now Dee,” Junior grinned, shuffling towards Donnie so the softshell backed away. Kind of like herding a very liable to bite sheep, “I’m expecting the grand tour, don't wait up everyone! “
But dinner…” Junior pretended he didn’t hear Mikey as he walked Donnie towards his room office lab space.
It was empty, with sections obviously organized out to put things there but with not enough actual stuff to do it. Donnie held himself like a tightly drawn string as they walked in. Not looking at Junior as the red slider circled around to the other's bed.
“What did you want to see?” Donnie asked tiredly as Junior came up behind him, “Most of my stuff is at the old place, or the other old place, or-”
Donnie was cut off by the blanket being draped over his head like a tablecloth.
“Nothing much,” Junior shrugged stepping away as Donnie went very still under the blanket, “Just had to get out of there, think I might sit quietly against a wall for the next half hour, not say anything, not do anything, you know how it is,”
Junior slid down the wall. He would have to go back eventually, or the others would break down the door and pull them both back to dinner. He estimated he had about thirty six minutes before that happened and that he could convince them to leave Donnie be. He’d say he asked if the softshell could make something for him. Something big so Donnie would have an excuse to disappear for the next week or so. They tended not to bother the other turtle as much if they thought he was doing stuff for the yokai.
The blanket shuffled, bunching up on the ground as Donnie sat near him. Only just within arms reach. He was covered head to toe, curled up and completely silent. Junior occupied himself trying to come up with a believable project. Maybe a new mask? That way he could wear his old one and the others would never know, it’s not like Splinter ever let them follow Junior to the battle nexus.
The blanket shifted but Donnie didn’t emerge. A hand poked out the bottom, listing up the cloth and bunching it up while still keeping the soft shell hidden. Junior reached his hand out halfway. Donnie couldn't see it but paused when his searching hand brushed up against it. Junior kept still, waiting, not minding one way or the other.
Donnie held his fingers, squeezing lightly. Junior squeezed back, not taking Donnie’s whole hand but meeting him where he was. It was pleasant, it was quiet. The noise from the others blocked off. A little bubble away from everything where they could just be. 
Junior thought growing up in the sewers may have not been all bad… if he got to do it with Donnie.
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matixsstuff · 1 year
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*texting*
Leo: I CAN'T STOP HAVING EARS IN MY EYES
Leo: TEARS*
Leo: NOT EARS I DO NOT HAVE EARS IN MY EYES
Markus: ok. Picasso
Leo: FUCK OFF
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bettertwin1 · 6 months
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COTTON SWAB LMAOO
it was puffball and cottontail :3
PUFFBALL AND COTTONTAIL!!! YEAH yeah everytime I see your pfp I get like an urge to grab your face and ruffle it around but smth abt that feels offensive....
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swaggypsyduck · 1 year
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what's crazy is that off the top of my head all the married/long term partners of footballers wear the metaphoric pants in the relationship. like those men are their babygirls.
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look at these girlbosses out-slay their hubbies!! like? why are u w them when u can be w me ma'am!😩😩
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naranjapetrificada · 9 months
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Consider this your opportunity to be an Astrology Bitch and go off about Leo Stede!
(signed, a Virgo sun, Cancer moon, Capricorn rising who simultaneously is and is not an Astrology Bitch, more of a Tarot Bitch tbh)
Okay! You asked for it lol.
I should start by saying that I'm an August Leo sun. Stede is a July Leo, as confirmed by the show:
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July Leos are...different somehow? It's not a bad thing and it's not their fault, and if anybody else comes for them we August Leo's will throw down for our siblings, but there's something about the vibes! Maybe it's the Cancer proximity, idk. If anything my anecdata suggests that they're more well adjusted than the rest of us. 🦁❤️🦁
Anyway, I immediately sat up and noticed when they cut to the gravestones because it's second nature for me as an Astrology Gay. Obviously I didn't know Stede at the time and I don't actually know what went down as the character was developed, but I wouldn't be at all surprised if I learned that at least one person in the writers room was a fellow Astrology Gay.
So I completely forgot about his birthdate because a) ADHD and b) swooniest romance I'd ever seen, but I started thinking about it again when I showed up like a year late to the fandom and saw people talk about whether they were Ed coded or Stede coded. I am heavily, heavily Stede coded for neurodivergent reasons, but he also exhibits certain Very Leo traits that I recognized immediately.
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Leo stereotypes:
Let's get the stereotypes out of the way because while they do apply sometimes (especially for Stede), there's no need to rehash them in detail.
Leadership, which he struggles with at first but a) takes up the mantle of it anyway and b) improves enough that by the end of the season the crew that wanted to mutiny saves his life.
Good hair. Nuff said.
The man has an auxiliary wardrobe for fucks sake.
His "theatrical instincts are finely honed" and while Izzy says it to encourage the fuckery, it's not a lie.
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The Revenge
If an 18th century Leo was going to custom build a pirate ship and money was no object, they would 1000% build the Revenge. I could see arguing that a Taurus might build something similar, but honestly I'm not sure a Taurus would become a pirate by choice. Maybe a Taurus might build like, a pleasure yacht or something. A Libra might build a ship that's as good-looking as the Revenge but sharing expensive tastes isn't enough to convince me either. Stede's money allowed him to build and decorate luxuriously, but plenty of rich people used to comfort didn't have ships like the Revenge. As Nigel says during his tour, it's just so incredibly him.
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Now for some feelings stuff:
Leos love it when other people are happy, and when we can be involved in fostering that at all for people we care about we are ON IT. Stede wants to create space for others to get what they need to make that happen. Literally in the first episode he talks about the Revenge as somewhere for his crew to work on their trauma and communicate their feelings.
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The above is also an extension of Stede's instinctive generosity. Canon doesn't tell us where Ed got his clothes for the French boat party in episode 5, but given that Stede has an auxiliary wardrobe (which he shared with Ed almost immediately) the most likely scenario seems like he loaned (or maybe even gave!) it to Ed. Another possibility is that it was on the ship where Frenchie found his and Oluwande's outfits, but the purple jacket in particular seems very extra in a way that says "Stede" to me.
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Speaking of episode 5, let's talk about the party game. Obviously the main takeaway is that Stede has enough of a handle on passive aggression to make the French assholes tear each other apart, but it's not just the passive aggression, it's in the delivery. With sufficient motivation (Ed's hurt feelings, if not his own) we see Stede command the room with confidence. He chooses his targets well. He knows just what to say to get them to agree to play the game at all. The fire wasn't part of the original plan but it shows just how powerful those hard-won skills are when he wants to apply them. (This doesn't feel like it merits its own bullet point but Leos are protective, ride-or-die friends, something else we see in this episode.)
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Stede's love language, imo, is quality time. There are arguments for others (there's also a really good meta about his love language causing miscommunication with our touchy-feely boy Ed, if I can find the link I'll edit) but quality time seems the most appropriate to me. Another part of the whole generosity of spirit thing is that he seems to enjoy what a friend of mine called "engineering experiences" for people i.e. crafting activities and jam sessions for the crew. The most obvious of these is the treasure hunt for Ed, which of course comes out of his fear of Ed leaving, but it's also a way for them to spend time together. I'm not at all surprised that a lonely, bullied kid would grow up to value quality time.
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I would also extend this to the clearly routine (but still extravagant) breakfast for two that we see Calico Jack crashing in episode 8. Not to mention the first breakfast he and Ed ever share up on the maintop in episode 4. It's not fancy, but he wakes Ed up to share in that moment because he's enjoying the sunrise and the marmalade, and I can't think of anything more Leo than enjoying something then immediately wanting to share it because someone else might enjoy it too.
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Stede's not perfect of course, despite all those seemingly positive things I just said. In the way of some Leos he is frequently thoughtless, up to and including when he didn't make to the dock. I can't speak for every Leo but I have definitely accidentally flirted with/been read as flirting with people before, whether I was attracted to them or not. And yeah his quarters are nice but he could have used some of that space for more crew quarters, right? And how could a Leo possibly misread "what makes Ed happy is you" as badly as he did?
Well I may be an Astrology Binch but I mostly like it (and anything else that puts personalities into discrete groups) as an analysis tool. It's just a fun lens to examine behaviors through, IRL and with fictional characters. Also, the show is clearly trying to examine things like trauma and self-loathing in ways that are gonna inform character behavior way more than a hypothetical astrology enthusiast in the (admittedly pretty queer) writers room. But the vibes? The vibes are so there.
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macaroni-0verlord · 1 year
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i think that the blue lock fandom needs more raichi enthusiasts
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frogandbird · 11 days
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Strawberry Skys - Chapter Six - Gravity and Sunlit Moments
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Mikey grounded as he blinked her eyes open, the weight of his blanket doing little to help him wake. They sat up slowly, pushing their blanket off with a huff. Mikey groaned at how his legs felt like nothing more than pins and needles, how her arms felt too heavy for their body.
She stretched out slowly, feeling each limb as it moved and looking for limitations. It wasn't one of the bad bad days, but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt. Mikey moved one leg over the edge of the hammock, needing to use his arms to move the other leg. After living in Dimension X, Mikey had gotten used to a gravity much lighter than what he had grown up with.
She was mostly used to his normal gravity again, but some days she couldn’t move much, like all the strength had been zapped out of their body. It’s not like Mikey had gotten any weaker, quite the opposite in fact, but the gravity was just too much in this dimension sometimes.
Mikey yelped as they fell, not managing to grab anything before they fell . He groaned and grabbed at his desk chair to help pull themselves up, looking around for their crutches. El had been the one to make them get them, as she had been the one to recognize the way Mikey walked on the bad days.
After looking the room over from his point next to her desk, they growled as they couldn’t see the familiar aids. Mikey didn’t stop the low growls and clicks that escaped his mouth, it’s not like his siblings could hear that high of pitch. He sat on the rolly chair, using it to move themselves to the other end of the room, looking for their crutches as they went.
Mikey let out another low growl as the room came up empty, string it kraang curses. Mikey rolled back over to his desk, grabbing his phone and turning it on. Sending a text to the group chat, they moved over to the beanbag that lived under her hammock and flooded into it.
Mikey gave a frustrated growl as they realized they left their headphones on their desk, the orange and red glaring at him as he sat in the soft orange fabric. A knock at the door made Mikey trill. Fuck, they haden’t wanted to trill.
El pushed the door open, the clicking of her own crutches making Mikey look at her. She gave him a soft smile before tossing Mikey's crutches at her.
“Donnie had ‘em. Think you asked for an upgrade or something?” El moved over to Mikey, her footsteps light as she pushed most of her weight into her aids.
“if that’s“ Mikey cut themselves off with a loud hiss. El gave them a tired look, unable to hear anything Mikey had just said.
“You ok little brother?” She sat in the rolly chair, her eyes filled with concern. It was a rare thing if Mikey spoke in his third language, the one no one could even hear. Mikey huffed and tried again.
“Bad gravity day.“ Mikey teared up the words left their mouth, the shrill clicks and growls not what they wanted to hear. El sighed and leaned back in the chair.
‘You don’t have to strain your voice to try and talk, Mike.’ El signed, her hand movements even and calm next to Mikey’s angry hissing.
Mikey gave her a blank stare. He was talking, just not in a way she could understand. She huffed. She couldn't blame her older sister, younger sister really. And that was a thought Mikey didn’t like thinking.
He tried to sign, but the weights on her legs had decided to also gather on their arms so the movements were thick and hard to read. ‘tired.’
El finally seemed to figure out what was happening. “Bad day?” She asked with quiet acknowledgement in her voice.
Mikey gave a slow nod, his body not really wanting to move. El got up, moving to kneel next to Mikey. With careful hands, she moved him into a more comfortable position and pulled his weighted blanket down from his hammock. He hissed at it so she nodded and stood to grab one of his lighter blankets. She put it next to them, standing once again to get Mikey's headphones for them.
“Think you can eat anything little brother?” El was standing next to the door, not fully facing him. Mikey let out a low growl, not wanting to move much. If he had any luck, she would be able to eat soon but it wasnt looking like he could do so right now.
“Alright bud. I’ll tell the others what’s up. It’s looking like a ‘stay at home’ day anyway.” El gave a soft laugh as she left. Mikey huffed.
Stay at home days were not a common thing, but it happened more than Mikey thought necessary. It was the kind of day when all of the siblings had something up, when none of them could do much, or when life just became too much for a few days. Whoever was the most mobile was in charge on those days, and normally it was Mikey who was up and about. The turtle had the longest time to adjust to all of their problems, so they could often ignore or just power through the hurt, but today was not one of those days.
Mikey turned their headphones on and turned on a tv show on their Tphone with minimal difficulty, so they pulled the blanket up and began to watch the cartoon.
Mikey was able to move much more now, his limbs not feeling like dead weights anymore, it felt more like when he slept on an arm or something so he woke up with pins and needles in the morning. not that it was a different sensation to what she had woken up to, but it was much easier to move now.
they had just stretched out when there was a knock at the door for the second time that day. Mikey gave a low trill, again, and the door opened. Raph stood in the door, black fabric winding up his arm and chest. Mikey tilted his head at his brother.
“uh, hey Mike.” Raph's voice was low, and it sounded scratchy. “Mind if I join you?” The red banded turtle held up a blanket, Chompy trailing behind their dad. Mikey nodded and made some room on the beanbag with very little difficulty. Raph gave her a tired grin before walking over to Mikey and falling into the orange fabric.
Mikey giggled and moved to lay on top of her brother, a tired grunt coming from the other. Chompy trilled and ran to them, jumping on the pair. Mikey let out a loud laugh as Raph groaned. The other turtle made no move to push them off so Mikey just wiggled to get comfy and turned his show back on.
Mikey felt chompy lay over his legs,the small fire turtle warm next to Raph. Mikey felt Raph prop his phone on their shell, and could hear the quiet noise of raphs own show began to play in the relative quiet of the room. Mikey gave a content huff and began to purr, letting the low sound aid in filling the room. He heard Raph snort before Raphs own purr filled the room, closely followed by Chompy attempting to mimic the two older turtles.
Mikey was awakened when Donnie came into the room with something smelling like chicken broth. Mikey lifted his head slowly, hissing as gravity forced him back down. Donnie gave them a tired but kind look, their one hand holding a bowl with surprising ease.
“Think you can eat right now Mikey?” Donnie sat down next to Mikey and Raph, the later still not awake. Mikey looked at the soup, then at Donnie. They wanted to. Mikey made a gurgling like sound,then stopped. She gave a low growl at himself before glancing at Donnie and the broth again.
Donnie hummed and handed Mikey a spoonful of the broth, careful to not let any spill as Mikey's heavy hands tried to take the spoon. Mikey huffed with agitation as her hands refused to close around the spoon, instead being forced to let Donnie lead it in his mouth.
When he took the small sip he immediately recoiled, the taste too much in her mouth. Determined to at least take the sip though, they forced the liquid down and hissed as soon as it was down. Donnie just sighed and rubbed Mikeys head.
“You don’t have to eat anymore if you can’t handle it Mikey.” The gentle rumble of Donnie's voice helped Mikey calm down, the bitter taste still heavy on his lips. Mikey just hummed and leaned into the contact, not really knowing what to do with himself. Raph finally woke up as Chompy bit him.
“You little-“ Raph was suddenly sitting up, making Mikey squeak as she rolled to one side too much, only stopping when DOnnie fought them.
“Good job dumb dumb.” Donnie snorted, helping Mikey to lay down again. Gods above Mikey hated this.
“Sorry Mike.” Raph huffed and pulled them back onto his lap, taking the bowl from Donnie in the next motion. Donnie snorted and moved to sit in the rolly chair.
Donnie began to spin around as Raph ate, Mikey only half awake as Chompy squeaked and trilled, begging for some of Raph's food.
“You gotta stop feeding them when you eat man, they’re gonna think you will always give em food.” Donnie snorted, having stopped spinning as Chompy gave a small sneeze.
“Have you seen their face! It’s impossible to say no.” Raph growled back, but it held no weight. Donnie just rolled their eyes.
“You can just say no” Mikey hummed, then gave a trumping yell as the last few words actually came out in a language her siblings could understand.
“I ain’t saying no to this face!” Raph gave a gasp before holding Chompy up, who sneezed again. Mikey and Donnie shared an unimpressed look before giving Raph flat looks.
“You guys are so mean to them.” Raph huffed with a pout on his face.
Donnie and Mikey burst out into laughter. Raph glared at them. Chompy gave a happy trill.
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hecate-spawn · 10 months
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We should all talk about the fact the full version of made to order got released
it's great and I love Luka's tuning
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badboysupr · 3 months
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i'd like to formally apologize now and til the end of time for anything leo says to your muses
i promise you—i guarantee you—he really just can't help himself (so would someone please help him ??? gd)
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aceofspades-sml · 6 months
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You know you are whipped when your girlfriend just stands there calling you an idiot for a whole hour and with every word you fall in love a bit more
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