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Could I request for headcanons of TMNT 2014 turtles heard their usually sweet crush GN Reader singing Wolf in A Sheep's Clothing by Set It Off?

Oooh! I remember this song from middle school. Brings back memories. I hope you enjoy! Remember requests are open!!

TMNT Bayverse! Turtles hearing GN! Reader sing to a different type of music

Raphael

• Oh god where do I start. You and Raphael were an unlikely pair to begin with. The terrapin knew there was something more about you other than your sweet nature.

• “Baa baa, black sheep, have you any soul? No sir, by the way, what the hell are morals? Jack be nimble, Jack be quick. Jill's a little whore, and her alibis are dirty tricks.” You sang, a singular earbud in, hearing yourself with your free ear.

• Raphael was a bit surprised, but it had only proved his theory there was more to you then any one knew. “I fucking knew it.” Swiping a thumb over his lower lip, walking over to you. “What’s a pretty thing like you listening to such things like that.” He chuckled, noticing your embarrassment.

• Embarrassed was the least you were, in fact, you were more scared than anything. Your boyfriend scaring the hell out of you. “Raph! God- you scared the crap outta me!” You huffed, crossing your arms, turning to face the turtle. “And uh- you know I can have other interests.”

• Raphael couldn’t help but roll his eyes at the human in front of him, taking the earbud, putting it in his own ear. “It’s not half bad.” He muttered, watching you try to jump to get your earbud. “Hey! That’s mine!” “Sorry sweet cheeks, but I think I’m going explore this side of you a little longer.”

Donatello

• When he had first heard your music, he let you be. If it was your interest, he wouldn’t push on it. Though he did do some research, hearing a few lyrics from one of your songs. “Hmmm.” Pushing his glasses up, light reflecting against the lens.

• “Are you depressed?” Donatello asked, hearing you come into the lab, door shutting behind you. “Huh?” “According to my calculations and something searching. A certain type of people listen to what you’ve got playing right now.” Pointing to your earbud, barley able to feel the sound waves buzzing through, to which you were currently mumbling to.

• With a blanketed face of realization, you started to giggle. “No no Donnie. Here, listen.” Taking out your earbud, putting it into Donatellos own. You sink your teeth into the people you depend on. Infecting everyone, you're quite the problem

• The terrapins face was mostly unreadable, but after a moment he seemed to enjoy it. “My music has meanings hidden in them, I like to explore music as a whole Donnie. I’m not depressed. It helps me relax or get lost in my thoughts.” You explained. Nodding the purple turtle handed back your earbud.

• “Oh- uh sorry Y/n. Maybe you can send me a few links?” He asked, gesturing to your phone. “Actually I have another plan in mind.” Getting comfortable in his lap, you started to make a playlist on his computer, hooking it up to his speakers. As soon as you hit play, that was probably the loudest the lab had ever been.

Leonardo

• Leonardo wasn’t one to really judge anyone based on their interests so when he heard you singing to yourself in his room, he more curious than anything. “What’re you listening to hun?”

• Jumping at the terrapins voice, you threw your earbud on the bed, looking up. “Oh Leo. It’s just you.” Clutching your chest, taking in some deep breaths. “For the love of god please knock.”

• An amused smirk scribbled on his face, his sat on the edge of his bed, making it squeak. “It is my room Y/n.” He pointed out, looking down at the earbud, picking it up between his green fingers. “What is this?”

•Eyeing your boyfriend, you crawled over. “It’s called ‘Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing’. Give it a listen.”. Popping the earbud in, the terrapin furrowed his nonexistent eyebrows, listening to the lyrics and rhythm. After a few moments, he handed you back your earbud. “It’s not my type of music, but if you like it, go for it hun.”

• Lifting a brow, you opted to turn off your music. “You’re not gonna question it? I mean, it is a little different.” Shaking his head, he stood up, arching his back until he heard a satisfying pop. “Y/n, your music tastes are the least surprising thing I’ve experienced. I live with Mikey.” He joked, which was sort of rare for him. “Yeah.” You got up too, craning your neck to look at the turtle. “You’re right.” “Come on let’s get some pizza. The guys are waiting.”

Michelangelo

• This turtle was into anything. Rap, dubstep, pop, literally nothing was bad in his mind. I mean, he had his own playlist listing from Brittney Spears to 50 Cent.

• He knew you mostly listened to K-pop and such, which he didn’t mind. He didn’t understand what they were saying but he liked the beat and rhythm that was usually going on.

•But this was new. Seeing you singing along to one of your songs. “Now, let's not get overzealous here. You've always been a huge piece of shit. If I could kill you, I would.” Now this took him back a bit. It was a different genre for him, and especially for you. Nonetheless he was deterred.

• “Wow angelcakes. I’m liking it.” Announcing his presence. Before you could even react, the earbud was already in his ear. “But it’s frowned upon in all fifty statesssss.” He muttered, somewhat slow due to the lyrics being new to him. “You should’ve let me know you listen to this! It’s awesome!”

• It was your turn to be surprised, but at the same time you were happy. “I just thought you’d think it was weird.” Confessing to your terrapin, twiddling with your thumbs. “Come on, it’s not weird if you like it.” He replied, tossing a wink your way, making you blush. “Get over here, it’s getting to the chorus!” Pulling you into his lap, shoving the piece into your ear. He was right, this is awesome.

Could I request for headcanons of TMNT Bayverse Turtles to their s/o saying they know how it feels to be discriminated especially of something that they can't control when he asks how are they so open minded?

Of course! These are really creative. Hopefully you like it! Keep them requests coming. Remember I write for Bayverse!, 2012, and Rise!

Michelangelo

• Michelangelo, the fun loving terrapin never got upset. But when he did, he hit rock bottom. Earlier in the day, he had been watching television, as he always did. As the news channel popped up, the news anchor peaked his interest. The brothers had been would with the NYPD for little over a week, and it seemed as if they were covering an article on them.

• “The ‘Mutants’ have been working with our local police force, diligently solving case after case! While becoming hero’s of New York City, many are weary. What are these freaks up to? Are they really kind, or are thing you to something? The public is on edge for an answer! Now on to the constr-”

• Turning off the television, the youngest turtle got up, an expression that didn’t suit his features. “Do they just not understand?” He muttered, trudging to his room. They saved New York, the world! This is what they get in return?

• “Mikey!…Mikey!” Hands cupping around your lips, voice echoing throughout the walls, there was no sign of your turtle. You had saw the article being covered and knew you had to check up on your turtle. Starting to get worried, you began to search everywhere for the terrapin. To no avail, you made way to the last place you could think of, his room. What you saw…wasn’t your boyfriend.

• Sighing, his head being held up by a lonely hand, his other playing with the seems of this pants, he slowly looked over at his open door, seeing you look over at him. “How do you do it? How can you stay so open minded about this? They judge and judge. All we do is protect them.”

• “How do I do it?” Grabbing the terrapins large hand in yours, brushing your thumb over his knuckles, you offered him a soft smile. “I ignore it. It seems hard, but it gets easier over time. You’ll feel the words, their actions, punch you in the gut. You’ll get used to it, their reactions anyway. When you realize that all that matters is you and knowing who and what you are, you’ll become bullet proof. Even if you already are.” You giggled, watching as his blue hues started into your own. “You’re perfect the way you are. Turtle..human..it doesn’t matter. You’re a good person Mikey. Remember that.”

• Cupping his cheek, you peppered tiny kisses on his nose, making the youngest brother laugh and swat at your actions. “Okay okay! Knock it off!” He whisper-yelled, holding your face, stopping your little attack. “Maybe you’re right Y/n. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Shrugging playfully, you grasped his wrists. “Not have a super awesome person like me.” Laughing lightly, Michelangelo smushed his face with your, giving you a toothy kiss.

Raphael

• Tossing the newspaper to the ground, Raphael held a scowl that could kill. “GODDAMNIT! Will this ever fucking STOP!” He wailed throwing himself onto the couch, nearly shaking with anger. “Fuck this, fuck them, fuck it!” Last week he had busted a large criminal operation and this is what he gets?

• Peaking from the kitchen, you saw the hotheaded turtle have another one of his episodes, maybe a little bit worse. Deciding lunch could wait, you quickly hurried over the the red terrapin. “Raph? What happened?” Getting only a simple gesturing pointing to the newspaper, you gently picked it up, reading the header. ‘Turtle Freaks: Friend or Foe?’

• Air escaping your mouth, you let the paper fall from your grasp, floating it’s way to the sewer floors. “Oh honey, I’m so sorry.” Knowing to be careful with your words, you say next to the hothead, laying a soft hand on his thigh. “How can you go out there and face those people?! How can you deal with shit like that? I do nothing but work my ass off and I still get called a damn freak!” He yelled, tears evident in his eyes.

• “Not everyone thinks the same Raph. Despite what that damn paper says, not everyone thinks you’re a freak or an enemy. People like you. They think you’re a hero. You can’t let things like that get to you. I let it get to me and that didn’t go too well. While I’m just a human, I’ve been judged, ridiculed, outcasted by people for the way I look, act, for who I am. But they don’t matter in the end. They are just some assholes who want to get to you. They’re miserable in their own way.” Sighing a bit, you cuddled up to the large terrapin. “If it helps, I think you’re the most amazing turtle in New York.”

• Looking down at his human, he wrapped an arm around them, soaking up their warmth. Taking a few breaths, Raphael gave you a small smile. “Damn right I am sweet cheeks.” Kissing the top of your head, he massaged your arm. “Thank you.” He mumbled. “No problem Raph. That’s what I’m here for.”

Donatello

• The lab, usually silent, except for the occasional explosion or sound of metal clanging, was eerily quiet. A drop of water would echo if it could. “Donnie?” You called out, opening the lab door ajar. Watching the news, it was bad. They were hero’s, how could people not see that?

• Shutting the door behind you, you heard a faint sound. Ever so quiet, but audible. Walking around, the sound becoming louder and louder, you felt your heart break. Tears streaking down his green skin, arms wrapped around his scrunched legs, Donatello was miserable. His tech was in the corner, mask tossed across a swivel chair.

• “Could these mutants be trusted? What about the turtle called Donatello? He could be storing weapons dangerous to society? What if they turned to their aggressive nature? What will the NYPD do then?”

• The news, barely audible, laid playing not too far from the two of you, making you cringe at the news anchor. “Hey hey hey…don’t. Donnie…don’t listen to them.” Kneeling down, wiping away tears that seemed to never end, you could only pity your boyfriend.

• “I’d never hurt anyone. I protect. I- I’m not a monster…am I?” Donatello sputtered out, lifting his head slightly to look at you. Shaking your head quickly, you snatched the turtles hands into your own, making him to his full attention towards you. “Donatello, my love, you are no monster. Those people, that anchorman, those are the monsters. No matter your skin, your shell, your hands or your feet. You’re no different than any of us. You’re so smart and the kindest soul I have ever met. You kick ass and protect your brothers, me. You saved the world my love. You have developed so many gadgets that current science cannot replicate. You’re one of a kind. The next Einstein.” Kissing his knuckles, you offered a toothy smile.

• A weak smile scribbled on the terrapin’s face, he clutched onto your small hands. “How are you so open minded? After everything you’ve seen?” Getting up, pulling the turtle to his feet, you looked up at him. “I have hope, for everyone. Good or bad.” Nodding, the turtle accepted your answer, feeling a little better. “Come on,” pulling at Donatello’s arm, you gave a small giggle. “Let’s go play some monopoly.” Donatello couldn’t be happier hearing about his favorite board game.

Leonardo

• Leonardo, leader of the turtle brothers, gave a front that he couldn’t be broken down, that he was bullet proof. He tried to convince himself that. He tried not to let things bother him. He tried so hard. Day in and day out, but he began to reach his breaking point.

• He loved his brothers, but, he knew he couldn’t talk to them about his feelings. Splinter wouldn’t be the best help. He didn’t need guidance, he needed comfort. And that comfort was you.

• Opening your window, closing it behind him, he walked around your apartment. It was small, but it was big enough where he could move freely without much trouble. Finding you in your bed, television dim against your skin, he found you smiling up at him. God, what he would do to see that smile every chance he could get.

• “What brings you here stranger.” You giggled, patting the empty spot on your bed. Taking your offer, he sat down on the bed, getting himself comfortable. “I suppose you’ve seen the news lately. It’s - it’s getting to me Y/n” he started, opening his heart to you.

• Running a hand over his head, he looked over at you, not wanting to break away from your orbs. “I train hard. I fight. I bruise. I have nearly died many times for these people. I don’t feel like a hero. Somehow they’ve made me think I’m just like other criminals. They protest about mine and my brothers presence in the NYPD. They scream ‘Freaks’, ‘Monsters’, anything they can to get a reaction from us. I try not to let it get to me. I’m a leader for Christ sake. And I see you, you act more like me when you’re out with us. You don’t let it get to you. How?”

• “I know how you feel Leo. I’ve been in your shoes before, ya know. High school was rough. I was thrown around, beaten, tossed in the damn garbage. They all laughed at my misery, the very misery they created, formed until it consumed me. Over time, I learned, it’s not me that was wrong, but them. Like those people out there.” Gesturing to the window, people walking down the street with no care in the world. “The very same people love to see your misery. If you give them what they want, they won. Learn to let things go Leo, let their actions, words, roll off of your shell and turn to goo. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

• “I think so.” The terrapin murmured, taking in your words. “Leo?” You asked, laying a hand on his chest, catching his attention. “Hmm?” Leaning up, giving the turtle a small peck, cuddling up to the large mutant. “I love you.” Wrapping his arms around your small frame, he hurried his face deep into your hair. “I love you too.”

Tension

Bayverse!Donatello x Reader

Summary : You have been friends with the turtles for years, forming a special bond with the turtle dawning purple. Recently, you have realized there’s tension between you two.

The lair, muggy and dim, was home. Not to only four certain mutants, but you as well, a human girl. Many would find it cruel to live in the depths on sewage, you were none the wiser.

Many memories were created here with the turtle brothers and their father, Splinter. Their company was something you had always enjoyed. Speaking of which, is what you were doing as of now.

Relaxing on the couch, controller in hand, you were getting your ass beat in Mario Kart. “Come on! Don’t throw that fucking shell.” You threatened, narrowing your eyes at Michelangelo, who was having the time of his life seeing you suffer. “Sorry angelcakes, but you aren’t gonna beat me this time.”

Sighing, you fell into third place, effectively losing against the youngest turtle. “Cheater.” You accused, jabbing at the back of the terrapins shell. “Am not! You can’t handle my awesomeness.” Michelangelo retorted, crossing his arms. “You’re just a sore loser.”

With a small “Mhm” you got up from your spot on the couch, done with the game for now. If you tried again, you’d either break the controller or Michelangelo. Either sounded fine right now.

Instead, you started to walk to the lab, curious as the what Donatello was doing. You both met when he had saved you from a group of The Foot. Ever since then, you were inseparable. While scary in the moment, it was now a fond memory for you both.

You found out you had many common interests; welding, woodwork, and much more. Slowly, as you both got closer, you began to fall in love with the turtle. The way his nose scrunched when he smiled, his snorts when he laughed, and his consistent babbling about what invention he was currently working on, hooked you in and refused to let go.

Not that you cared, but still, you tried to hide your feelings, not wanting to ruin the friendship. It was obvious to the rest of the turtles, even their father. On the other hand, Donatello acted different when around you, googly eyes and speech stammering. Raphael was the one to tease you about it, dropping hints to his poor brother, who thought he was playing a cruel joke.

“Hey Donnie! Whatcha working on?” You asked, entering the lab. Donatello was at his desk, tongue sticking out, focused on welding a few pieces on metal onto his current machine. Turning his attention to you, he gave a nervous smile. “Y/n! Uh-nothing heh. Science..stuff. Yeah. Come back later?”He mumbled, going back to his project.

“Um…okay?” You replied, nothing really knowing what to say. It’s been like this for the past couple weeks. He seemed to be avoiding you, and really any communication to add. You felt like you did something wrong; said something. Giving off a barely audible sigh, you started to walk off. “I’ll leave you to it then.”

“Wait! Y/n that’s not wh-” Donatello started to plead, but it fell on deaf ears. You were already gone and Donatello’s only company was his machines. “God damnit.” He muttered to himself, focusing his attention back to the box of metal. But it was no use, his mind a rubix cube.

Defeated, he leaned back in his swivel chair, pinching the bridge on his nose. “Come on Donnie. You have to tell her at some point.” He whispered, talking to himself.

“I don’t know what to do Leo. He’s been avoiding me. He doesn’t even keep a conversation anymore. You see how he walks away whenever I’m around! What did I do?” Ranting to the eldest brother, you held your face in your hands, wanting to burst into tears.

Laying a gentle hand on your shoulder blade, Leonardo sighed. He knew about the complicated relations between the two of you. It was obvious, to anyone. “Let me go talk to him. He’s probably having a bad day. You know how he gets.” Leonardo reasoned, trying his best to help you calm down.

Nodding your head, you watched as the turtle left you to be. Rubbing your temples, you waited for the terrapin to return. “I hope nothings wrong..”.

Meanwhile, the leader in blue entered his brother’s territory. He was upset, almost angry at Donatello. His brother knew exactly what he was doing. He acted like this when he got caught licking the pop tarts when they were kids.

“Do you wanna tell me what’s up with you or do I have to rip it out from you?” The eldest terrapin questioned, digit pointed at the other. “Nothing Leonardo. Okay?” Facing his brother, he pushed himself up from the chair, arms at his sides.

“Really? Cause Y/n’s out there, nearly in tears because of you! Seriously man, get it through your thick shell. They love you! And don’t you dare say you don’t feel the same, cause everyone knows that’s a lie.” Heart nearly sinking into his shell, the younger brother, for once, was at a loss for words. “What? They? Love me?”

Nodding, the blue terrapin crossed his arms, glaring at his brother. “Fix it Donnie. They need you. Don’t push them away.”

The terrapin didn’t say anything, rushing past his brother, and out the doors. “Y/n! Y/n!” Running into the kitchen, the turtle couldn’t have felt worse. The human, tear stricken, nose red. “Oh god…”

“What do you want?” Muttering, you wiped your face, drying your hands with your jeans. Taking a seat, a weak smile on his face, he started to speak. “I wanna say…I’m sorry. I never meant for this to happen. I got scared and shoved myself into a corner.” Sighing, he pushed up his glasses some. “I don’t hate you. I…damnit…what I’m trying to say is that I love you.”

Jaw hitting the floor, it took a moment for your brain to process what was happening. “You..love me?” Your voice, soft and unsure. “Yeah, I love you. A lot.” The next thing Donatello knew, you tackled him, smile scribbled onto your face. Happily taking your into his arms, he buried his face into the crooked of your neck. “Don’t hide from me again Donnie. I can’t lose you.” “You have no idea.”

Sweet Sweet Fantasy

WARNING: Slight cursing. (Like 1 or 2 words here and there but still there)

Ship: TMNT Boys (Bayverse) x Reader

Pronouns: They/Them

Summary: This is about if the boys started to have romantic fantasies about their crush.

(PT. 2)

Leonardo:

Leo doesn't know when it started, it kinda just happen. At first he hates that he can't get you out of his head, his mind is too cluttered to the point that its hard to focus and he knows that you and him are never going happen. He thinks the differences between you two are too strong and if he ever confessed that a relationship would only end with unhappiness and regret if you didn't reject him first. Sometime later, when there is a sign of something there, no matter how small or insignificant that sign is, the thought of any kind of chance with you make the flood gates of his mind burst and has no other choice but to just accept that he has these fantasies.

Most of his fantasies are about him saving you, he wants to be your hero. He doesn't like the thought of you being in danger, but he does like the thought of you looking up at him in awe and praising him for his bravery and skill. A lot of those kinds of fantasies end with you rewarding him with a cheek kiss. He imagines you being cornered by someone, usually some gross human man, and he jumps down from a rooftop and places himself between you and whoever. He'd say something he thinks is cool like, "That's not how you treat a lady." and then then dude runs away and you're just there gushing over him like "Wow, Leo! You're so brave and handsome! Marry me!" It's all cheesy stuff like that but it literally makes him blush all the time and it plays on repeat in his head.

He has this one specific fantasy where he meets you on a balcony every night and you kiss him under the light of the moon, no one judges and it's just you two, the only ones there to witness are the stars above. Sometimes it's raining and you guys to a spider-man kiss, he's upside down and you just gently cup his face and pull him in and kiss him, not caring about anything else beside the moment. He is the most embarrassed about that one but thankfully he doesn't think about it often.

Raphael:

Raph imagines a domestic life with you, but not just like dating and stuff, he imagine you're his marriage partner. A lot of his fantasies are ego centrist with you as his supportive partner that comes along on his adventure. Is he a wrestler? Your his hot coach who gives him water. Is he a football player? Your his cheerleader. Is he some Greek hero? Your his beautiful goddess that he tributes to. 

Not all of his fantasies are about him though, some are you encouraging him. He could be having a bad day and your just there telling him how cool he is and that’s it’s okay. He could have gotten into a fight with Leo and he threatens to leave again and there you are in his head saying “Stop being such a big baby, you know you’re not gonna leave, you love them too much for that!” 

He doesn’t plan of confessing his feelings, out of all the turtles he is the most insecure and can’t handle you hurting him and saying no, that’s why he revels in his fantasies of you, it’s the closest he’ll ever actually get to you.

Donatello:

Donnie absolutely hates that he fantasizes about you. It's always right after seeing or talking to you and it's always him doing what he wants to do and telling all his feeling, or it's his subconscious bullying him for being a coward. He WANTED kiss you then, he WANTED to tell you how your eyes shine brighter than Arcturus in September, he WANTED to let you know how you make his brain feel like an old windows computer booting up when you get close, but he KNOWS that if he did that you'd think he was the lamest most cheesiest person in the whole world.

It gets bad when you give him the slightest bit of affection. A thank you hug? Cue the TV static mess that his brain has become, man can’t even say "Your welcome". A kiss on the cheek? This man is fucked. It's like something got stuck between the old rusty cogs of a machine and exploded, after he processes that it actually happen and it wasn’t just his imagination he's just giggling to himself like a dork. 

He imagines anytime those things happen that he holds you close and confesses his feelings. You lean in close and caress his cheek gently before you both kiss. In the moment he’s blushing but seconds later he wishes he acted cooler and kissed you, and not that small cute soft peck on the lips no, he wants the passionate kind that makes you lose your breath. He wants to have a kiss that can convey his feelings so he doesn’t have to say it out loud, he knows he never could.

Michelangelo:

You are his best friend, he doesn’t have too many fantasies about you because you guys already do all the things he wants to do with you. You guys go skating together at skate parks and abandon buildings, play video games while eating junk food, and you guys sneak into places and watch stuff like sport games or movies. Most of the things he thinks about that could be considered fantasies are just him planning on what to do with you next. 

The only times he has actual fantasies about you are when he listens to music, specifically old Taylor Swift love song. He’s not the type to listen to her music, not that he hates it, its just not his style. He listens to it because when he finds out he likes you, her music described how he feels really well. He kind of act like a teenage girl when he crushes on you, he wants to hold your hand and have some cute love story with you, so all of his fantasies are just you and him reacting her music videos. He thinks about if he were human that he could be your next door neighbor and you guys talk though the window, or maybe throw pebbles and ask you to sneak out with him to a drive-in movie. All of his fantasies are with both of you being human because he thinks you couldn't love him as he is. Despite being friends, he knows the difference between you is just to big. He knows you don't see him as a monster and he plans on telling you his feelings someday, but the fear of rejection and ruining what you two have already is to scary for him.

Bayverse! Donatello x Fem! artist! Reader

this was mainly for my sake because I really wanted to right for my favorite turtle and I’m an artist and idk-

I might take a little bit of a break from writing the trolls stuff to writing more of some TMNT because it’s literally my favorite show- anyways

Fandom: TMNT

Warnings: literally none- pure fluff, TOOTH ROTTING FLUFF

Pairing: Bayverse! Donatello x Fem!Artist! Reader

• he literally loves you so much.. so ofc he’s gonna love your art- he’s going to compliment it every second he gets

• and if you draw him?! He’s done for, his heart is literally beating out his chest, butterfly’s in his stomach, he wants to marry you now

• sometimes he’ll be in his lab and you’ll be sitting in your own little corner he made you (lucky litt- jkjkjk) and he’ll see out of the corner of his eye, you drawing him or something in his lab and he’ll smile

• literally the happiest man when you show him something you’ve been working on

• sometimes you’ll be sitting on the makeshift couch in the lair drawing and then he’ll just pick you up, sit where you were sitting, place you In his lap, put his head on your shoulder and watch you draw

• like I said previously he absolutely ascends when you draw him so if he ever finds out you have like 7 spreads of Him he’s literally marrying you ON. THE. SPOT.

• he adores you so much like

• Art is time consuming, stressful, difficult and somehow you just do it?! Like how-

• he’s lowkey jealous he wish he could get something done so quick and effortless

• (he knows it’s not quick and he knows it’s not effortless but know what I mean?)

• he’s just so In love with you and your craft-

• he’s lowkey wondering how tf he bagged a beautiful, talented, sweet, nice, cute baddie

• like shiiiiii-

• if he could stare at the cute expressions you make when your concentrating on a a drawing, he would, 24/7 365 at 1,000,000% (y’all understand the reference? No? Okay..)

• he loves randomly sneaking into your room while your drawing at your desk and then just coming behind you to watch you

• he loves seeing your process

• I mentioned it twice that he likes it when you draw him but if you draw his brothers as well? He’s literally sobbing- he loves th fact you get along with his brothers so well, EVEN RAPH?!

• once you where drawing splinter while he was meditating and then after he was done you showed it to him and he almost cried (very OOC Ik but whateva)

• overall he loves you to death, his brothers love you to death, splinter loves you to death, you are apart of the family now :)

I fucking loved writing this, my hobby, my favorite turtle, fluff literally all my favorite things- like it’s perfect (for me at least-)

I hope yall like this :3

-Aspen out!