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Mikey in Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2 Trailer

I accidentally drew their shells too...lol

The construction of their clothes is strange...

She's so pretty!

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Theories on the outfits.

Well mostly the ribbons and masks.

First Jack: His ribbons are tied to his wrists and have bows. This shows being controlled or puppeteered (is that a word?) but obvious because we can see the bow. (Also seeing the bow means easier to untie aka loosen the control.) But!... His ribbons are the only ones that aren’t flailing around. They are tied to his back. This gives me the vibe that he is still somewhat in control of himself. Not to mention harness and suspenders like he is constraining himself. It fits his tsundere personality. Also he is holding the one ribbon in his hand and the other looped on his arm, making it hard to grab and gives him more control over it. If the boys are being turned into puppets, Jack is most likely the last one they are turning or he is able to fight back against it… probably both. His mask is barely visible. Yes, because of the angle, but like most of the others the branches are thin and mostly around his eye. Slightly poking over his nose. If you squint or really zoom in.

Jade: Interesting! His ribbons, while flailing about, are not tied around his wrists but forearms. And the big ribbon and bow on his shoulder and almost like it’s going across his body. Given Jade’s personality and unique magic, it is not unlikely he is somewhat aware of being controlled or pretending to be (ribbons not on wrists) and still has somewhat control over himself (ribbon on shoulder). And his mask… looks to me has the least amount of branches trying to grow and is just around his eye. (Note: it’s around his yellow eye that he uses for his unique magic.)

Lilia: Ribbons loose thus easily grab-able and around wrists to control. Now his bows; fit into his cutesy vibe but the black spots tell me he has lapses or moments where he sees through the illusion – moments of consciousness (being in control of himself). His mask though small, is creeping over his nose – a sign of being more under control.

Trey: He is a difficult one. His ribbons aren’t on his wrists but like Ace and Ortho, his bows aren’t visible. So I am a bit stumped on what exactly this means. But his mask does have more obvious creeping branches.

(Fun little note: Trey and Jade’s outfits match, especially the sleeves and wrist cuffs. Also Cater and Vil’s outfits and Leona and Floyd’s.)

The SR cards give me tin soldier vibes. While R cards more booth workers. Trey looks like he sells popcorn, peanuts and cotton candy. Jade looks like the people that take your ticket or advertise shows outside the tents. I can kinda hear the “Step right up! Step right up and try…!” Y’know?

Now Leona:                            He is the only SR that doesn’t have tassels. It is in your face like the other SRs though. And I will explain what I think the tassels mean with Cater. Ribbons around the wrist and bows visible. Also the ribbons hanging from his clothes. Kinda in the sense of Lilia’s – there is control over himself but it’s hard to grasp and can still be grabbed by the “Puppeteer”. Also worthy to note his mask is almost not noticeable. Yes the angle and his hair but it’s still small.

I think there are degrees as to which they are being controlled or turned into puppets. Leona a little less than the SR but a bit more than the R.

Cater: The tassels! I think these are meant to be a distraction. They are more eye-catching than the ribbons and like I said very in your face. Trying to grab your attention. Trying to distract you from what is actually going on. It also matches that Cater, Floyd and Vil have the tassels because it matches their more attention grabbing presence and personalities. While Leona (no tassels) is more reserved and he is usually more in the background or shadows. Again, on the wrists and bows visible. They also are reaching for us. Either to grab us or be distractions which fit the tin soldier vibe. His mask does have some creeping branches.

Also Cater and Vil are the most neat and presentable while Leona and Floyd’s jackets’ being open fits their more lax personalities. But that is just their personal style.

Vil: Matches Cater. Tassels are around the wrists and bows visible. Also very in your face. And his mask has very noticeable branches. And may be just because he is Vil but he is very attention grabbing. (Also those stilettos! Damn! Kinda envious. I look like a baby giraffe learning how to walk when I wear heels.)

Floyd: Now Floyd is also very interesting. He has four tassels on each arm (the others have two tassels or ribbons) and two on each leg! His mask is also smaller with less branches. And around his yellow eye. This tells me the Puppeteer is controlling him but it’s difficult. They had to use even more restraints on him. Also it’s over his wrist cuffs not under like the other three SRs. This does match Floyd’s personality, that he’d be harder to control.

And finally the SSRs!

Kalim: I’d like to point unlike the other two, Kalim has his bows showing. Since he is used to Jamil’s unique magic and fought of Jade’s, while the other two are ‘almost completely puppets’ Kalim is a little less than them. Will maybe be the first of the three to gain back control over himself. His mask is thick! The other’s branches were thin. Maybe it is the close up but his definitely looks bigger but again less than Ace and Ortho’s branch-wise.

Ace: He has no bows showing! Thus making it more difficult for the control to be untied. The SSR ribbons are also in your face but more performative than distracting. They’re puppets on stage putting on a show. And his mask is very thick and creeping over his nose and under his other eye. And I think (kinda hard to see) by his left ear.

Ortho: Very similar to Ace. No bows on the ribbons. And his mask is almost completely under his other eye. He also got the tin soldier look. Not quite sure what it means but worthy of note that it matches Vil and Cater.

If I had to rank them on almost completely controlled (turned into puppet) to not as much:

Ace and Ortho

Kalim

Vil

Cater

Floyd

Leona

Trey

Lilia

Jade

Jack

So that’s my theory. I could absolutely be reading way too much into it but it felt like the ribbons and masks have to mean something.

Added little things I noticed:

All of them have red feather on their hat like Pinocchio.

The SSRs background look like Geppetto’s workshop but trashed.

The clocks with Ace. Like the whole clock music score while Jiminy Cricket tried to sleep.

The piano in Kalim’s. Maybe ‘dancing to the tune’ but its kinda broken, so broken control maybe.

Cleo the goldfish’s broken bowl in Ortho’s and the birdcage which Pinocchio was in when trapped by Stromboli.

The hidden characters in their clothes:

Figaro the cat on Ace’s belt.

Jiminy Cricket with Ortho (he is very noticeable)

And maybe I’m wrong but on Kalim’s ascot there a vague fish shapes that look like Cleo the goldfish. Which could be the reason for the gold jacket (we don’t see Kalim in a lot of yellow. It does look good.) And his train on his jacket looks like her fin tail.

And the wishing star images on everybody.

Especially Ortho who kinda gives me Blue Fairy vibes.

Other people have discussed it but very fitting that it’s Ace, Kalim and Ortho that are the SSRs. If I had to compare to the other half of the cast in GloMas. If Fellow and/or Giddle (?) “are” = Rollo; Ace = Azul, Kalim = Idia and Ortho = Malleus. (Ortho and Kalim could be switched.) They are to Fellow and Giddle as Azul, Idia and Malleus were the foils to Rollo.

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This is so cute!

What I Like About You-TMNT

Requested by @nesting-dreams​

+reaction boys to a s/o, where the boys are unsure about their appearence, does s/o like their appearence? Why does s/o like their appearence and which parts? S/o finds their beak/snout really cute and their biceps are not half bad either, how do the boys deal with this info?

2003 Turtles

Leo:

The guys have always been a bit self-conscious when it comes to their look. They’re giant, talking turtles for god sakes. So when Leo got to call Y/N his girlfriend finally, those self-conscious thoughts stayed and also started to ask why she would be with someone like him. One day, Y/N catches him in his self-doubt when he is supposed to meditating.

“Why does she like me? I mean, I am a turtle. What’s so attractive about me?” He muttered, not being able to focus much. Y/N stood in the doorway silently listening to him.

“He really thinks this?” She thought to herself. She pursued her lips before kicking off her shoes and walking out onto the dojo floor. Leo was so unfocused that he didn’t even notice her walking towards him. She stood in front of him for a second before pushing his arms away and straddled his lap.

“Well hello.” He smirked with his eyes still closed and placed his hands on her waist. He peeked out one eye and saw her staring at him. He didn’t know she had heard him. “What’s this pleasant surprise for?”

“Do you really think all that about yourself?” Y/N asked. Leo’s face dropped and he looked away.

“You weren’t supposed to hear that…”

“I figured.” She said and placed her hands on his shoulders. A thought came to mind and she smiled. “I loved your smile. I love your eyes. I love you confidence.” He looked up at her. “I love the way you care for your brothers and your friends. I love every single bit if you, especially down to these scars that you have from protecting everyone. There is no other like you Leo. Human or mutant.” She said while tracing some of the scars that run on his arms.

“Y/N…” He took a big breath. He went to say something but stuttered and shut his mouth. He placed a hand on his face covering it out of embarrassment. She giggled and kissed the back of his hand. He peeked through his fingers and smiled. “What did I do to deserve you?” He whispered.

“I guess you can say you were rewarded for every good deed you’ve ever done.” Y/N said with a big smile. He brought his hand down and set it on her cheek. “If you ever feel like this, please don’t hesitate to come to me. I don’t want you feeling low and like something you’re not.”

“I will. Thank you. For everything.” He said before leaning forward and kissing Y/N softly. She kissed back before applying more pressure to his lips. He groaned before pulling back. “Are you trying to emphasize your point?”

“Maybe…Is it working?” She giggled. He just smiled before pulling her back to his lips.

Raph:

Raph has always been the most sensitive to their mutant status. He hates is and wishes so much that he could be human. In a way, when Y/N and Raph finally came together, those thoughts got worse and better. He didn’t think about them as often as he used to but when he did, it was bad. Not only did he think about how he was a freakish mutant, but he also thought about how he thought Y/N deserved better than a freak and why the shell she was with him.

“You know what Mikey! I’ve can’t even with you right now!” Everyone heard Raph yell throughout the lair. Y/N had been waiting for Raph to finish his training when she heard his outburst. He storm out of the dojo and past everyone and out the door.

“What happened, Mikey?” Donnie asked from the kitchen as Leo and Mikey came from the dojo/

“For once, I have no clue. It wasn’t me.” He held up his hands. Leo made a comment of agreement. Y/N looked out the door, lost in thought. There was something in his voice that gave way to something else. Y/N got up and followed him without a word.

“I can’t believe…Why do I…How could she…” Y/N could hear raph’s ramblings from the ground as soon as she exited the manhole. She climbed up the fire escape and sat down on the ledge of the building, watching him pace. “How could she ever love a freak with a temper like me?”

“So that it.” She thought to herself. She just sat there and watched him vent into the air without even knowing about her presence. That was until she adjusted and the metal railing of the ladder creaked. He immediately turned, Sais at the ready. “Hi.”

“Y/N…” He relaxed. She smiled and waved him over. He trudged over, knowing she heard him.

“You should apologize to Mikey.” He nodded and set his head on her shoulder. She reached up and rubbed the back of his neck. “You have the most amazing smile when you let it show. I love the way your eyes shine when you are excited about something or you are having fun. You’re the most handsome male I have ever met.”

“Y/N.” I set a finger on his lips.

“You give the best hugs when I need you. You may see yourself as a freak but I see you as the beautiful man that I love. You are more man than half of the city of New York, even if you are a turtle. Be proud of who you are. I don’t know what I would do without you.”

“I don’t know either, but about you. You’ve made me a better man, umm, turtle.” He chuckled and lifted his head. He looked at Y/N and saw the soft look she was giving him. He melted and hug her close. “Thank you.”

“I’ll always be here when you need me.” Y/N whispered and wrapped her arms around his neck. They sat in each other’s arms for a few minutes before Raph pulled back. He pecked her lips.

“Now I need to go apologize to Mikey. For once, he didn’t do anything.” Y/N chuckled and yelped as he picked her up and made way back to the lair.  

Donnie:

Donnie was more fascinated with what they are then having a problem with it. Being the scientist he is, it wasn’t surprising to say the least. They only reason he had for hating what they are is not being able to have a normal relationship with Y/N. Not being able to do normal couply things with her, for her.

“Can’t take her on a normal date. Can’t give her a normal night together. Always hiding, always having to look over my shoulder. My god.” Donnie fumed in his lab. They had been out on patrol and Donnie saw a couple out together and became irritable. He remained silent the rest of the night until he got home to his lab.

“What did you guys need?” Y/N asked, walking into the lair. They shushed and directed her towards the lab. At the door, she could hear Donnie’s rambling and her heart fell. She looked back at his worried brothers. She smiled and silently slid into the lab.

“Why is she even with me? I can’t give her what she needs. Not while I look like this!” He screamed the last word and threw his bo across the room. It crashed against a shelf and things came crashing down.

“Donnie!” Y/N yelled. He whipped around and looked at me surprised. Y/N stood there holding her now bleeding arm with a broken piece of an old radio on the floor.

“Oh my gosh! Y/N, I’m so sorry.” He rushed over, picked her up, and sat her on his medical table. He went to work on cleaning her wound.

“Your hands are strong and capable of anything.” He paused for a second. “You can so anything you set your mind too. I love the way your arms hold me, the feel of them against me, clutching me tight. Your biceps are very nice too.” Y/N ran her hands up his arms. “I love your cheek bones and how they become more pronounced when you’re excited about a project.” He looked up at her.

“What are you saying?”

“You can give me everything I need just as you are.” She said without pause. His hands paused in wrapping and eyes widened when he realized she heard him. He sighed and finished wrapping the bandage. “What you are and everything you do, is enough or more than enough for me.”

“Y/N…” She placed her forehead against him and kissed him. “Why do I ever doubt us.” He asked against her lips.

“You don’t doubt us. You just doubt yourself and I don’t know why.” She pulled back. “I love you and couldn’t think about live the rest of my life without you.” She kissed him again. He smiled against her lips.

“Sometimes I think you’re more of a genius than me.” He whispered. He picked her up and sat down in his chair with her in his lap.

“Na. I just more in tune with the emotional side of the spectrum then the scientifical side.” She leant into his plastron, wrapping her arms around his neck. He nodded and held her tight.

Mikey:

Mikey has always been the most care-free out of his brothers but he’s also always been more empathetic. He cares about what others think and wants to help in any way he can. This also means that he takes things to heart when people comment on who or what he is. Unlike his brothers though, Mikey prefers to actually talk about it than the alternative.

“Mikey. They just don’t understand. You know most people don’t understand the mutant thing.” Donnie tried to comfort his younger brother.

“Yeah I know. But they don’t have to immediately jump to the monster factor.” Mikey sniffled before running ahead into the lair. He wiped his eyes and bolted for his room.

“My lord Mikey!” Y/N screamed, book flying, as Mikey slammed into the room. She noticed the tears on his face and reached out. “Mikey, what’s wrong?”

“Monsters! They called us monsters!” He flung himself on the bed and buried his head in Y/N’s tummy. She stroked the back of his head as he cried. “I don’t normally get this upset but for some reason, this time got to me.”

“It’s perfectly fine to be upset, Mikey.” Y/N tried to reason with him. He got up and started pacing.

“I mean it got me thinking.” He started to talk with his hands. “Why is someone as beautiful as you with a mutant like me? You could have any man you wanted and you chose me. I just don’t get it.” He dropped to his knees in front of the bed. “You chose a green, mutant freak show…monster.”

“Now stop that right now Michelangelo.” Y/N said sternly. She scootered forward. “You are in no way even possible in this messed up world a monster. Not even remotely close.”

“I guess.” He muttered looking down.

“Mikey.” She sighed and grabbed his hands. “You know, a monster wouldn’t have this adorable snout.” She kissed it, right below the mask. “A monster wouldn’t have your dazzling smile. And a monster definitely would not have this amazing bod.” He gulped as she placed one hand on his plastron. “And most of all, a monster would not have these magnetic, dreamy eyes that caught my attention and made me see past your differences.”

“Oh cupcake!” Mikey exclaimed and pulled Y/N into his lap. He held her tight and placed kisses all over her face.

“Mikey!” She giggled and tried pushing him away to stop his attack. “S-s-top!”

“NO! I have to thank my cupcake for helping me. Like she always does.” He pecked her face a few more times before pulling back. “I wish I knew how you did it. You always know how to make people feel better, even Raph.”

“I don’t know. I just always been good at it.” She wiped off the remaining tears. “Are you sure you’re feeling better?”

“Yeah. Some people won’t accept me for who I am and that’s fine. I have the people I need right here in these walls…and in April’s apartment.” Y/N giggled. She was glad that her happy-go-lucky boyfriend was back. She cuddled into his neck as he rambled on about something.

“Oh, good. You’re feeling better.” Raph stood in the door way. “Leo sent me to tell you foods here.” Mikey yelled with glee before carefully helping Y/N up. Then he shot out of the room. “Thanks. You are a miracle worker and saint.”

“Awe. Is Raph going soft?”

“Shush. I got a Rep to protect. Now come on, before your boyfriend eats it all.” Y/N laughed and followed her nun chuck head path to the kitchen.

Homewrecker, husband-stealer villainess!

Idia is not going anywhere, you hear me?! You might be happy being the other woman, but I'm not happy with the pair of horns!

NOTE: I only write for female Reader, but everyone is welcome to read!

Inspired by @adrianasunderworld in this funny as hell post.

THIS HAS A SEQUEL! What if we fake married for real? (⁠ʃ⁠ƪ⁠＾⁠3⁠＾) ~★

"To give someone a pair of horns" is to cheat on them. Also, Rook gets involved because he'd absolutely adore to be part of the drama.

— (⁠╬⁠☉⁠д⁠⊙⁠)⁠⊰⁠⊹ฺ

Idia knows he's not frozen like the others, but honestly, he feels like it. He feels like even his lungs, even his heart has stopped. All because of this cute-faced npc who forced her way into a romance route with him. If he could think about it, he'd think about that horror game with the same story, but right now his mind is blank.

He has reached the point of no return. Actually dying would just reinforce his fate.

Or, at least, is what he thought. Almost as if answering to his thoughts, there's a loud noise coming from the other side of the doors, followed by footsteps.

Then the doors are thrown open by none other than (Y/N), the Ramshackle Housewarden that the school affectionately tends to call "Prefect".

She's dressed to the nines in a breathtaking wedding gown, the skirt pooling around her like God-Tier CGI, the blue accents contrasting beautifully with the pearly white of the dress, the blue roses decorating her head in a crown making her look like Persephone herself. She'd look perfect, if it weren't for the tear streaks her make-up left behind.

Wait. Tear streaks?

The silence breaks with the Prefects loud, shrill screech, a sound no one has ever thought she, the usually soft spoken and gentle Prefect, would be capable of.

"HOMEWRECKER!"

Without stopping to breath, she walks forwards, looking angrier and angrier each step taken.

"How dare you, you conniving bitch?! How dare you steal my groom! ON OUR WEDDING DAY?!" she screams at Eliza, stopping in the middle of the way to point at... at Idia himself?! "And you! You good-for-nothing two-timer! How dare you leave me waiting at the altar?!"

"Young man, I am terribly disappointed!" Professor Crewel chides from behind her, and Idia finally notices the group that actually came in with her. "I did not give you permission to marry my daughter, my first and only daughter, for you to break her heart on her happiest day!"

"Big brother! How could you! Think of your child!" Ortho chimes in, and if Idia hadn't built tear tracks on the boy himself, he would believe firmly in his tears. "Little Meg would be so sad if her daddy just left for another woman!"

"Idia, what is the meaning of this?!" it's Eliza's turn to screech, turning to him with fury in her eyes. Idia stutters a few random letters, trying to form words, just as confused as she is.

Until it clicks.

Right. Fake relationship. How could he forget one of the most cliche tropes in romance's history?

"I... I... t-this isn't what it looks like!" he finally manages to say, trying to look as desperate as he can, which is not hard considering what his fate is in case this plan fails. "I can explain!"

"Is it because of my past with Rook?! "

"Young man, you're still hung up on that, despite being the only man I've ever approved for my daughter?"

"What?!" someone yells in the crowd, but the man in question promptly enters the play as if he was born for this moment alone.

"Monsieur, I have told you this already, but I shall say it again! My dear dove's happiness is the most important to me! If she has chosen you, then my heart shall settle!" What the fuck, why is Rook so good at improv?

"I-I know!" calm down, Idia, think of this as a rhythm game and keep the beat going! "I don't... I don't want this, but this villainess wouldn't listen!"

"Wait, so this woman is telling the truth?!"

"This woman?! THIS WOMAN?! You mean his true bride?!" (Y/N) steps closer, fat crocodile tears rolling down her cheeks, smudging her make-up even more. "You- you- you husband-stealer! Know your place! You come into my house, you steal my groom and the father of my daughter-"

"I see no child-"

"Do you think I'd bring my child to see my husband's mistress?!"

"Big sister, calm down, think of the baby! Your stress levels are dangerously high!"

"WHAT BABY?!"

"Monsieur Shroud, if you do not fix this situation, I shall be taking my belle back! Do not worry, the children will not grow without a father!"

Teacher:Let’s go around the classroom and introduce ourselves.

SHY introverts:

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