Turtle Power? Dude I Totally Thought You Said Turtle Tower!

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Random Turtle Thoughts...

It caught him totally off guard. It really did. He never thought that once in his life he would be taken by surprise this way. Especially with all the peculiarities his life held - everything from aliens trying to conquer the world, to new mutants emerging seemingly out of the bricks that made up the city, to his very own existence. Nothing should astonish him at this point.

Yet here he was.

He'd read about this moment in numerous books. Seen dozens of actors and actresses feigning it in countless movies. Come to think of it as something that was possible - for why else would it constantly be portrayed virtually the same way over and over again across different medias spanning the ages - if there weren't some kernel of truth to it?

So, sure... He could accept that it was real. But surely - neither he nor any of his brothers would witness it in their lifetimes. Much less experience it firsthand.

That moment. So rare and enchanting.

But here it was. Happening before his eyes. In the last place anyone would think it ever could. Down beneath the real world, in a makeshift home, atop a beaten, reclaimed chair and discarded cushions rescued from dumpsters during a routine and unextraordinary movie night. Down so far from the light of the sun. The breath of fresh air.

It was quiet. Soft and beautiful. Looking nothing like he'd imagined it would. It wasn't loud or filled with fireworks or jubilant music. It didn't charge the air with static. Or shake the room with profoundness.

It didn't need any attention. It was happening. This moment. Whether anyone was watching or not.

It only needed the two of them. And there they were, fully committed to it.

Raph, in the worn chair in the corner of the common room. She, nestled between his legs with several pillows piled beneath to prop her up off the floor. One of her arms draped affectionately over his knee with his wrapped protectively around her.

He was curled down over her as she stretched up to him. Seeking to be as close together as they could. Faces barely a breath apart. Gone, every ounce of insecurity or dull irritation that normally adorned Raph's expression. His eyes wide and bright as they held her's captive. Her own expression nearly glowing, eyes twinkling, as the two seemed to whisper simultaneously to one another. Ears drinking in every syllable hushed. Breathy giggles slipping free every few seconds.

One of her hands laced firmly within his as the digits of the other two hands stroked and kneaded touches past each other. Their smiles beaming from the belonging, the comfort, the happiness radiating from within. Completely in-tune with each other. Oblivious to everything else. Immersed within a tiny world of their own making.

Leo blinked and quickly looked away, suddenly aware of the intimacy of the moment. But a quick glance at his two youngest siblings confirmed, they were totally unaware of the enormity of the moment happening mere feet from them.

Mikey, slumped sideways in his chair, idly munching on snacks between reciting movie lines he now knew by heart. Donnie nodding off, his eyes heavy beneath the lens of his glasses on the other end of the couch.

They were oblivious.

So Leo took a deep gulp. And dared to steal another look. Confirm he was truly seeing what he thought was happening.

A sense of awe overtook him. As he realized it really was real. Nearly brought tears by what he saw. Not just for the happiness for Raph. For her. But also for the fact that if this moment could happen for one of them, then there was the chance it could for all of them.

The tiny flame he nearly allowed to die out, gently stroked back to life each second he watched on.

But it was an intimate affair. So, he only allowed his gaze to hang on it a few seconds more. This moment.

When two souls mated. And became one.

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✨ Dance ✨

Sometimes I get really self conscious about the way I stim thanks to my ADHD.

I’m an all or nothing kind of gal, so it’s really hard to contain anything, especially the happy emotions.

It’s a full body experience for me, I feel it from my head to my toes. Self diagnosed with WBS, Wiggle Butt Syndrome, and I just gotta move.

Sometimes even I feel like it’s too much, so I can’t imagine how other people must feel.

But…then again…I’m the only person at work to get other coworkers to come and dance with me, no matter their age or language. When I see the light that reaches their eyes when they smile at me being silly, the shame burns away under the light of a warmer realization.

That being the type of person who is so unapologetically themselves at ALL times and IN all places to the point YOU encourage people to dance, is pretty tender indeed.

So…it can’t be all that bad right?

Don’t stop stimming friends, you’re beautiful 🧡✨

a HA! THE REAL REASON CHESS TELLS US TO STAY AWAY FROM COVERT LEON IS REVEALED

Man’ s a simp! We have two sources now to back it up! Chessman just wants Leo aaaaalllllll for himself, dontcha buddy?! (for legal purposes this is an affectionate joke, please don't hurt me) It was reverse psychology all along! I knew it!

Apologies everyone... I fear I have accidentally killed him. Who knew a cryptid could be so powerful...

YOU ARE NOT SORRY IN THE SLIGHTEST--

DON'T EVEN--

Howdy friends! 🧡👋🏼 Just wanted to drop in to set up a couple of boundaries for the folks coming into my inbox.

ALL are welcome here on this blog, and I do very much enjoy talking to folks. So I do not mind y’all reaching out to chat or discuss in any form or fashion

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I’m afraid that all such requests will be instantly deleted, especially if they’re anonymous.

I understand that there are MANY folks suffering in plethora of ways, and I promise I do what I can, when I can, in ways in which I use trusted sources outside of Tumblr.

I also request that you don’t ask me to “spread the word” about extreme political/economical/social issues.

There’s a time and place for everything mind you, and Tumblr is just not the place for me. I try very hard to make my blog a safe and uplifting place for EVERYONE, and I do not have the mental, emotional or spiritual capacity for popular charged topics.

For those of you requesting art requests, first and foremost I am flattered. However, as I’m not set up for drawing requests or commissions at this time, I’ll have to kindly ask you to wait until it is explicitly expressed.

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Reasons to Stay

The demons were getting pretty dark yesterday.

My head wasn’t really a safe place.

I think heaven knew I needed some help because outta nowhere I remembered that I had a voucher for one free meal at a food truck nearby.

Found the place and stood in line behind a French lady, while we watched a Venezuelan Woman struggle to make her order in English to a college kid running the fan. It was wholesome to watch that despite the language barrier and the somewhat confusing hand gestures as they tried to communicate, the young man was still able to help the lady get her order, and she walked away with a big smile because she got some yummy food. I then watched a gentleman who was running the wood cooked pizza truck talking with the family running the Thai And Boba truck and talking about swapping leftovers once everybody left. I thought it was sweet that despite the differences there at the food trucks, no matter our cultures, languages, or background, none of these things prevented a small group of people to come together because of the enjoyment of food. I got to eat fresh sushi, sit in the cool grass, with a perfect blue sky as my view.

The new Transformers movie is coming out in a couple weeks. Wild Robot too. Those look interesting.

My roommate knew me well enough to give me a hug cuz she knew I was having it rough.

So yeah, it was a good day.

I think I’ll stick around for just a little longer. 🌱🧡

Currenly I am processing the utter UNFAIRNESS OF THE DUM DUMS WHO RUN NICKELODEON HOW DARE THEY TAKE AWAY MY SHOW WELL THEY CAN TAKE THEIR LITTLE DISGRACES OF SOMETIMES TERRIBLE CARTOONS- AND SHOVE IT RIGHT UP THEIR ASSES

*nods and reaches behind my chair to pull out a weighted blanket and throws it over your shoulder while handing you a warm cup of herbal tea*

Ridiculous right?! Instead they choose to air another season of SPONGEBOB of all things. Spongebob! Even after the creator specifically asked them not too!

They had at least 5 seasons in the works! We get jiffed with 1 and a half! All for the sake of dumb commercialism 🙄😤😭

*bears poses with a snicker* Good luck suckas because I’ve only written one.

Perceive me I dare you

A persons fanfic tells you a lot about them, i , a fanfic writer, realize in terror