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WHO MADE RAPH A CUTIE?? THIS ABSOLUTE PRECIOUS BOII?!?!?
Ayoo waddup- I haven’t made a COMPLETE animation in a long while, although this is a collab that i am very proud of since i haven’t animated in a long while- hope y’all enjoy it!
The collaborator:
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ROTTMNT : SPIRITS WITH THE WEAPONS
Not like every other day.
Masterpost
Plot: It was a normal day for the four spirits when suddenly four turtles and one human changed everything.
Genre: Fluff, Attempts at Humor, Family-Bonding, Light Hearted, Original Characters, Canon Compliant
Notes: this one is a bit meh, but it's been sitting around for a while so I decided to just publish it as it is. I'm working on other projects that are much more exciting, so all my time is put into that instead.
Standing tall on the outskirts of the Hidden City stood a tall menacing building filled with a mix of mechanical and organic parts. Pulsing vines, steaming pipes, ominous glowing lights. The home of a warrior-scientist yokai. Inside, amongst many, many rooms, is a large abandoned hall filled to the brim with new and old weapons of various kinds. Swords, axes, arrows, shields. The room pulsed with a vibrant energy of science and magic combined in a glorious concoction. And there, on a far wall, glowing brilliantly in hues of red, orange, blue and purple sat four weapons unlike the rest. An Odachi, Tonfas, Kusari-Fundo and a Halberd. Mystic power surged through the wood and metal, a buzz surrounding them, shivers of vibrations, and, if you leaned close enough, you might be able to hear voices.
The voices of four ancient spirits.
"Rock. Paper—"
"We've got no hands, Fundi."
"Oh right, yeah…. Uh… I spy with my little—"
"No eyes either."
"But we can still see, Oda, so we can still play!"
Oda—un-originally named after the Odachi he inhabits— sighed. One would think, after decades of being stuck on a wall in a long forgotten room with three other unusual spirits, he would've gotten used to Fundi's incessant need to be entertained.
But no.
There was no getting used to this.
And he didn't want to get used to this either.
It was driving him mad.
"—Something beginning with 'A'!"
"Ax." Oda didn't hesitate to answer.
"Damn."
Right, after decades of eye-spy, when they couldn't move past the wall they were strapped to, there were only so many things they could use to play the word game with … and only so many weapons starting with 'A'.
Oda sighed again.
"Okay, okay, me next." The red glowing Tonfas beside him chuckled, obviously trying to save Oda from another headache. "Hmmm…" The spirit inhabiting the Tonfas—aptly named Tonfa— hummed thoughtfully. "Ooh I've got it! I spy with my little eye something beginning with—huh?! Turtles?"
Fundi groaned. "Tonfa that isn't how you play—"
"No look." If he could've, he would've pointed at the pile of four humanoid-turtles stacked at the far end of the room having fallen from an old trapdoor tunnel. "Turtles?…and a human!"
Oda quickly snapped to attention at the mention of a human. Yokai and such they were used to. The Baron that owned this building, and subsequently them, was a yokai. His henchmen and gargoyles were also yokai, so turtle yokais weren't anything new. A human however… that was new.
"Oh, do you think they'll want to play eye-spy too?" Fundi beamed, a flicker of fire shivering down his chain in anticipation.
"Draxum says humans are vile, evil creatures." The normally quiet purple Halberd—Hal—muttered nervously, a trembling pulse vibrating around his spiked ball. "What if the human wants to hurt us?"
"What if the human wants to use us for evil?" Tonfa added to Hal's already growing anxiety, a few particles of translucent squares formed around the Tonfas like nervous beads of sweat.
"Humans aren't inherently evil." Oda said calmly. "But if she doesn't get out of here soon, she'll be the one in danger. You know how much the Baron hates humans."
Tonfa's fear subsided, turning into concern instead. "Oh no, the poor thing." He fussed. "We should do something."
"No." Oda said firmly.
"But what if the human—" Hal said in a small unsure voice.
"We cannot make ourselves known." Oda cut in with a tone of age-old wisdom. "We'll just keep an eye on them and hopefully they'll find a way out of here soon."
"I'm sure those turtle yokai will help her." Tonfa agreed.
Fundi lifted up the ball at the end of his chain, a puff of orange fire zipping around the spiked ring through the center, something he only did when he was agitated. "But just watching is booorrrrriiiinnnngggg!"
Oda sent a spark of blue electricity towards the Kusari-Fundo, effectively telling Fundi to stop; they couldn't risk being seen. Fundi lets the fire die, but not before huffing childishly at the Odachi-inhabiting spirit.
Oda chose to ignore him and instead focus on the intruders.
The turtles recovered quickly from the messy pile of limbs and were quick to explore the vast range of sharp and dangerous weapons around them.
"It's like if magic and science had a baby!" The one in a purple mask said as he marveled at the mad-scientist aesthetic.
They sound like children, Oda noted with an inward cringe. Children and weapons do not bode well. Where are these kids' parents!?
"These'll do." Another one of them exclaimed merrily while holding up a pair of nunchucks. Nunchucks weren't too bad, at least they weren't sharp. The turtle would soon throw them down once he realizes just how difficult they are to wield. A few bruises and bumps later and hopefully he'll never pick up a weapon again.
The blue one however…. He just had to pick up a pair of Katanas. He probably saw the shiny sharp blade and saw himself and some kind of ninja. This isn't a game, Oda wanted to yell. But alas he knew the turtles couldn't hear him.
All four turtles and the human danced around the room, each picking weapons they found "cool" or whatnot. And here Oda thought Fundi was the biggest headache. No, these children beat the unruly spirit by a mile. They were reckless, overly-excitable, and completely unaware of the danger they were in by being in Baron Draxum's lab.
But it just had to get worse before it could get better.
Oda knew what the large red one was thinking when his eyes turned to the wall the spirits were strapped to. Like a moth drawn to a lamp, the bright light the spirits emitted had the big one's eyes sparkling with awe. A huge grin spread across his face revealing his singular spiked tooth.
"Don't do it kid," Oda mumbled. "Ignore the urge. Just walk away."
"Oda…" Hal whispered. "I think the big one is looking at us."
"Don't do it kid, don't—"
"Hey yo, guys!" The red one called out loudly to the others, a mischievous smirk on his beak. Oda groaned. "How about we take the glow-y ones?"
Hal inhaled anxiously next to him. "Oh no."
Fundi giggled. "I don't know why you guys are so worried." He said with an air of mischief himself. "They seem fun!"
"Oh, dibs on the sword!" The blue one exclaimed, much to Oda's horror.
"No! No "dibs" on the "sword", do you even know what type of sword I am?" Fundi laughed harder as Oda glowered angrily at the blue‐clad turtle reaching up to him with sparkling eyes "I am an Odachi! Not something a snot-nosed kid like you should lay a finger on— no, stop! Kid seriously, put me down. You'll only hurt yourself!"
"Oh boy!" The blue one gleamed proudly.
"Too late." Fundi laughed as the smallest turtle grabbed with him an equally joyous laugh.
"Hot soup!" The orange one yelled as he struck a pose.
"Hot soup?" Fundi laughed harder. "This kid is funny!"
"Boom!" The red one shouted as he took the Tonfas off the wall next and struck his own fierce pose. "Hahaha!"
"Please be careful, big guy." Tonfa didn't seem all that bothered by the turtle holding him up in the air like a trophy. In fact, much to Oda's dismay, the Tonfas spirit sounded like a proud older brother as the red turtle started shadow-boxing with him.
He expected Fundi to be ignorant of the consequences of children wielding powerful music weapons. But for Tonfa to also take everything in his stride without doubts was surprising… and frustrating.
Surely he could rely on Hal to be sensible. Hal was always sensible, but only because his overactive anxiety and nervousness got the better of him in pretty much every situation.
Oda watched Hal carefully while trying to keep the young turtle from cutting himself as he swung the Odachi around like a stick. He gulped dryly as the human girl took the Halberd off the wall. Then, without a second thought, strode causally towards the final and less excitable purple turtle.
Oda watched apprehensively as Hal started to panic, stuttering incoherently.
"What about you, Donnie?" She swung the Halberd teasingly in front of the turtle. "Don't you want a glow-y weapon?" She asked as if said weapon was as harmless as an inflatable toy.
"No, I'm good." Hal breathed a sigh of relief when the turtle quickly turned down the offer in favor of stroking his mechanical-advanced bo-staff like an overprotective parent. "I'll never let you go." The turtle whispered with a pout.
The human girl shrugged it off, almost as if she expected such an answer and the Halberd went limp at her side.
"Oh, thank goodness." Hal breathed out.
At least one of them is sensible, Oda couldn't help but think as he caught a glimpse of the three other turtles playing ninja by themselves.
Wait, Oda takes it back, this purple one isn't sensible… in fact he's just as clueless as the others as he ponders over a small purple mystic crystal. "This looks interesting, though." He says cheekily as he snatched the crystal and tucked it away, no doubt for later investigation.
"Doesn't he know how dangerous that thing can be!?" Oda mentally face-palmed.
Suddenly they all gathered together and an air of eagerness buzzed around them. Then the red one raised an arm and loudly declared, "Let's go save the dog thingy!"
Oda sighed for the umpteenth time. "These kids are going to give me an aneurysm and kill me all over again."
~End~
ROTTMNT : SPIRITS WITHIN THE WEAPONS
Idea info here
The Spirits' reactions to the Mystic Library Mikey's echo scene.
Fundi Part 2
Click here for Part 1 of Fundi.
Somehow knows exactly what Mikey is thinking at all times. Which can get really creepy.
Insists one day he will be able to communicate telepathically with Mikey.
Fundi takes no time to practice with the weapons he inhabits, making him the only spirit who cannot use his own weapon.
However, when Mikey weilds the Kusari-Fundo, Mikey and Fundi are the most in sync with each other.
He found out he can skateboard if he stands on the board with the Kusari-Fundo between his feet and the skateboard he normally couldn't stand on.
Fundi can form himself with normal eyes, like the others, but prefures to keep his bright firey eyes.
However, when something is really wrong with him— whether he's suffering another flash of memory or is stressed (see P1 for more)— the fire in his eyes will die down to either a tiny flicker or even go out complete, depending on how stressed he is.
Fundi will encourage Mikey— or anyone for that matter— to do something stupid or dangerous or chaotic.
Ultimate prankster.
Cannot be left alone. Ever.
Oda and Tonfa are glad Mikey can't see or hear Fundi, they'd be scared for the young turtle's saftey otherwise.
Honestly, there is nothing Fundi can do at this point that will surprise Oda. Fundi knows this so tries his utmost to surprise Oda... It hasn't worked... yet.
Tonfa can never find it in him to tell Fundi off or yell at him for any trouble he causes.
Oda will glare silently at Fundi until the awkwardness gets to Fundi and he caves and apologises for whatever he did.
Oda has no problem in finding creative punishments for Fundi.
Oda finds it all too easy to find something Fundi hates, keeping it in mind for a time when he can use it against Fundi.
Punishments such as: being forced to sit next to Spliter and watch all the dramas/adverts he watches; forced to clean the Kusari-Fundo; forced to meditate while the turtles are having fun— fun he wants to be involved in.
I will do a post on Hal and Donnie next since I feel I'm neglecting Hal.
ROTTMNT : SPIRITS WITHIN THE WEAPONS
Tonfas
Nicknames: Tonfa / Tonton / Onas
AU info here
(Or probably in better terms, more Canon Compliant than AU..?)
Tonfa has no memories before being attached to the Tonfas, but is not bothered by this.
It was Tonfa's idea to name themselves after their weapons, — since none of them but Oda knew their original names— and is also the one who gave everyone nicknames.
Tonfa is the most similar to his wielder Raph out of all the weapons.
Tonfa likes to know the ideas, thoughts and feelings of his wielder so that he can work better with them.
Any wielder that doesn't have strong ideals for good, or would rather use the Tonfas to hurt others he hates.
Tonfa's formless self consists of red particles and shielding appearing around the tonfas. Before he took on Raph's form he used to enjoy forming little shapes out of the particles coming off the tonfas.
Tonfa really loves Raph.
At first Raph's eagerness to fight was off-putting to Tonfa, since he prefers peaceful methods, but he realized that Raph is a big softy despite it all.
Tonfa is very protective of his wielder, and because Raph is very protective of his brothers, Tonfa is too.
Tonfa considers Oda, Fundi, and Hal to be his brothers.
Tonfa is the most upset that Hal was left behind but also knows that Hal himself doesn't mind too much.
Sensitive to other's feelings and thoughts, Tonfa will do all he can to help and can become quite panicky if he can't.
Hal used to panic Tonfa a lot with how insecure the halberd was.
Tonfa is never insecure about himself or his role.
Despite them all knowing that Oda is probably the oldest, they all look to Tonfa for guidance and support, even Oda.
Tonfa loves savage Raph and mind Raph.
Oda
Fundi
Hal
Just another sneak peak of what’s to come!
Here ya go:
Sorry it’s bad, I made this at 12 am and then collapsed.
Who ever wins, I’ll draw them swearing + the subsequent reaction from the rest of the teetles
Happy 16th Birthday 🥳 to Me 🎉✨💖
A sister comforting their brother 💖❤️
Did anybody know how tall Raph’s power is, like in giant form or size augmentation? please tell me.
Shredders revenge: rottmnt edition!
Raph and Cassandra were the hardest to do holy shit. Raph took 4 hours he is just so L A R G E™
i've been collecting text posts, realized i had run out, ran out to collect more for this sole purpose.
P2
hello. I've drawn you meme turtles. goodbye 😃
Siblings shenanigans ig
They’re my everything
Raph!! From rottmnt :D
My design of Raphael from ROTTMNT + human designs
I hc him as; Aroflux panromantic asexual and a trans man who uses he/him and Raph/Raphself pronouns >:)
(they just headcannons it's ok if u disagree)
*Laughs Maniacally * y’all thought me making Cj 15 and getting rid of his beard when I draw him in the present was a personal preference and that I was gonna ignore his canon much physically older appearance. BUT ALAS YOU WERE WRONG YOU FOOLS BAHAHAHA
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On another note it does make sense that Cj would eventually overuse his Ninpo. He has HEALING powers in an APOCALYPSE. Try as the future!Hamato fam might try to protect him, he is too valuable to not use. And everyone knows it. Plus this is Cj, his self-sacrificial and protective nature towards family that is par the course as a Hamato wouldn’t let him stop even if it severely freaks him out.
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Gosh this just adds a whole new level of context to this does it? XD
Life’s been pretty busy so behold Ma bois XD
In a rare traditional art 😂
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RotTMNT headcanons: gender and sexuality
Raph: asexual, demiromantic, panromantic, genderqueer, agender. He/Him or no pronouns
Leo: gay, trans (ftm). He/Him pronouns
Donnie: asexual, biromantic, nonbinary. He/They pronouns
Mikey: aroace and pansexual, genderfluid. He/They/She pronouns
April: lesbian, cisgender. She/Her pronouns
Splinter: bisexual, cisgender. He/Him pronouns
Draxum: gay, cisgender. He/Him pronouns
can’t spell “teenage mutant ninja turtle” without “turtle”
There are still people making articles about the rise movie!
If you want to read the article, link here
Realmente, lloré al ver a raph así. 🥺🥺💔💔. Condenado destructor que no ves que es un bebé?
//raph and donnie comfort 🙌🙌
i feel like raph would be prone to overthinking when he’s alone and it’s too quiet, so donnie stops by to check on him and provide comfort and distractions
dtiys i did for @/ingunnsara on twt some time ago
oh to be small enough to be cuddled and cradled like this 🥺🧡❤️🫂
A little G/t Sunset Duo I drew to decompress from school <3 They're watching a movie and Mikey is stimming with Raph's tail :)
On another note, I've closed asks because of my busy IRL schedule, but my DMs are still open for art commissions.
A hug from my favorite big guy sounds really nice right now ngl
Random Turtle HC: Raph & Anxiety
*clears throat and approaches microphone before hitting whiteboard with a ruler* A-HEM! Behold my theories peasants!
As we see expresses in the VERY 1st episode of ROTTMNT, the turtles can recognize each others signature scents and can smell fear.
Raph especially is shown briefly through the brothers dialogue to be the most aware and self conscious about said scent to the point of becoming defensive about it.
This leads me to believe that due to both natural biological olfactory senses and increased abilities due to mutation, the turtle brothers (with an advanced ability tipping to Raph due to his size and sensitivity) can actually smell the hormone cortisol.
WebMD defines cortisol as, “Your body’s main stress hormone. It works with certain parts of your brain to control your mood, motivation, and fear.”
Simply put, the turtle boys can literally smell fear.
Now I know you’re asking yourself, “Okaaaaaay cool fun fact I guess, what does that have to do anything with me?”
*takes a step back and adjust glasses with a smirk*
My dear dear fellow tumblr, allow me to share the wonders of mixing fact, madness and media all in one! *sounds of maniacal cackling can be heard*
(I wrote this with the intent to be platonic but it could be romantic if you squint long enough)
•So we've established Raph can smell fear right?
•As a protective big brother who is quite literally in fact “BIG” he knows a thing or two about getting scared
• Especially when it comes to looking out for people he cares about
•Hes been fighting baddies for his family since he was a tot! From keeping away scary dreams at night, from crushed ancient metal zombies to terrifying alien virus monsters, there ain't much he hasn't seen
•So when you join the ranks of the Mad Dogz, you immediately also get a built in prtoector
•Raphs been looking out for the little guys his whole life, what's one more?
•Not to mention you're kinda cute, so he doesn't mind sticking around a little bit closer
•But you're different than most folks, Raph notices. I mean besides the fact that you WILLING want to be friends with 4 mutant turtles of all things.
•No besides your abnormal incredible bravery in looking beyond the status quo to reach out the hand of friendship to these reckless reptiles, Raph noticed that you just kind of…smelled
•Not in a bad way or anything just…you always seemed to have a lingering scent of fear on you
•And Raph would know. Hed recognize that scent anywhere. It's a scent that ghosts every hour of every day for him. Nighttime and being alone especially.
•Raph hates being scared. He's the biggest and the oldest. He's supposed to look after his peeps! And he can't do that if he's frozen with fear all the time!
•So what does he do? Raph faces the problem head on like he always do.
•You get scared a lot. That's understandable, but Raph decides to make it his business that you don't need to be scared when he's around.
•Raph’ll protect ya
•Be prepared to have this turtle subtly (orrer not to much so because although he's a ninja he ain't exactly tactful or subtle) watching you every time you and the gang get all together
•Its not hard. You've always caught his attention for some reason or another. So looking at you is something he does without even realizing it.
•He’s looking for triggers, anything that gets that heart rate of yours spiking and that scent start to waft.
•Fidgeting hands, bouncing knees, shutting down and slinking into your hoodie, nervous chewing, pulling or playing with your hair and pacing, he's got eyes on it all.
•Once a trigger has been spotted, Raph immediately tries to locate the source
•Too many people? Suddenly you find a 6ft something giant turtle behind you, letting you know with his massive presence alone that he got your back. Literally.
•He kinda likes this position because he can see everyone that comes close enough to interact with you and everybody can see him.
•All he's got to do is narrow his eyes a little a give em a flash of that all too familiar snaggle tooth of his if he thinks someone's being mean and he gets his unspoken threat across just fine
•Not to mention you're also close enough to grab if someone he doesn't deem fit for your attention gets a little too close for his liking. But he doesn't say that part out loud.
•Scared of talking? You suddenly feel the cool tip of his massive scaely alligator tail (anatomically correct alligator tail be darned, I'm going with the fandoms HCs for this one) gently wrapping around your ankle as a physical reminder that he's right there here to support you
•Overwhelmed and the world feels like it's closing in on you? Raphs massive size is a natural battering ram that allows him to pass through thick crowds with easy. He's not afraid to help heard you into a quiet little corner away from it all
•Years of practice with Donnie allows him the experience to ask you if you're good with touch.
•If yes, you know you're going to be instantly wrapped into his arms, pulled flushed up against the worn keratin of his plastron. Raph’s always been more of “hands-on experience” kinda of guy anyway.
•Raph gives good hugs. They're firm and tight, padded with the security of arms who have been holding the weight of the world for years.
•He will rest his chin on top of your head, gently guiding your head with the motion ever so slightly so you're somehow perfectly nestled right against his heart.
•It's a loud heart, especially when you're up so close. It's actually his strongest muscle and one he's most proud of. He cares about you, so he reckons he’ll allow you the privilege of getting close to it. In more ways than one.
•Raph doesn't talk much during these special security hugs. He's never really been much good with words anyways. Raph knows sometimes the noise can be too much, but he also knows that the silence can be defeaning. So being a turtle comes with some built in perks that make up a happy medium.
•Hes got a special churr saved for special situations just like this one. It's one of the lowest and deepest ones he's capable of making. More akin to a muted growl more than anything the way it vibrates his chest as you're pressed up against it. You can feel it more than hear it and it just takes a handful of minutes listening to this bad boy before Raph can sense your fear stink slowly dissipating and your natural sweet scent can return.
•Raph can smell fear, and there's something incredibly humbling for this Atlas of a turtle to have the sweet experience of watching that scent drift away whenever he gets the privilege of being close to you like this.
•”You don't need to be scared no more, Sweet Pea. Raph’s got ya. I'm gonna be right here until you're ready to face the world again. Until then, let me just hold ya.”
Dedicated to the one and only @anobodyinabog. Sorry this took so long,but I hope your day gets better Shortcake. Please know you're always looked out for and loved ok? 🧡❤️
Was thinking about this again
@avery73 sorry I know this is random but I just had the craziest feeling that you needed something soft today for whatever reason?
Random Turtle Thunks: Kisses
*adjusts my sunglasses* It'd be softboi hours folks. Tonight I'm thinking about the Rise Boys and their favorite places to kiss you.
*Cookies and Cream Rating: 16+ please*
Raph 🧸♥️:
•Forehead Kisses. Lingering ones right at the tip of your hairline. It's often because its the only place he can reach without having to shift too far down. Often brushing your hair back, cradling your cheek in the palm of his hand and tilting your head back juuuuust a little to get that perfect angle for a small smooch. The type of kisses that are full of tender promises and small wholesome moments where he just longs to be soft with you.
•Your shoulder. Chaste presses of his lips to your skin to the crook of your neck. This young Atlas knows a little something about carrying the weight of the world and often that weight settles on the shoulders. These type of kisses serve as a reminder that he understands the struggle, the weight and promises that you don't have to carry it all by yourself anymore. A somewhat protective kiss, reminding you that nothing can hurt you when you're this close to him. That he's here for you, he’ll never leave you and will forever have your back.
Donnie 🤔🟪
•Your nose. I really don't see Donnie being really big into kissing. Like think about it. Kissing is literally just the process of swapping saliva. How uNsAnItArY. *shudders* “Just where has your mouth been? Did you even brush your teeth?!” That being said, a quick peck to your nose is a simple way to fulfill the “touch of the day” box without having to get unnecessarily close and personal. There is work still to be done after all. Not to mention the cute little face you make when you go slightly crossed-eyed at his affectionate gesture is somewhat endearing. It is a very understandable reaction after all. He too would go speechless at such attention from a genuis like himself.
•Behind the corner of your jaw. Donnie doesn't like kissing. That being said, if he is going to engage in such an act, he's going to want to do it right. Never mind him looking up the most sensitive parts of the human body to make sure he plants his affection in the most effective locations. Nevermind that at all. Besides, kissing here that little bundle of nerves seems to do the trick most adequately.
Leo✨💠
•Your lips. “My Lady, if the kisses are words, c’mere. I’ma give you a speech.” No. Like seriously. I know Leo is considered the “medical expert” of the family, but the amount of times this turtle has given you some serious mouth-to-mouth should be illegal. In all honesty though, it really does mean something special to him. For this smooth talking turtle who always knows just what to say, it’s a way for him to shut up and learn how to put some action behind those words. For once, he wants to show you that he means what he says. Because for all the silliness, it was never a joke, his feeling for you.
•Your knuckles. Leo is a one-stinking suave gentleman when he wants to be, and he's not going to let you forget it. Not to mention it’s an easy, inconspicuous way to keep you close so long your hand is entertained with his. Not that he worries when you're out of reach or anything. The cute little increase of color right there on your cheeks as he presses a slow kiss to each fingertip and between your knuckles is also a nice touch. Just lets this face man know he's on the right track or whatever.
Mikey🎨🧡
•Your cheeks. This bundle of affection will give you some sugar anytime, anywhere without hesitation. You can not stop it. It is inevitable. He's so close to you all the time anyway that it just seems second nature to have his cheek squished against you somewhere. He also just loves getting close enough to see your eyes. They really are like windows to the soul, and you have a soul he wouldn't mind getting lost while exploring. So it makes sense to decorate those “windows” with some “Angel Kisses” (He does put the angel in MichelANGELo after all) You know. Just while he's close to you like this. Never mind the heat from your cheeks underneath his hands as he tries to hold you still for your daily barrage of affection is comforting to his scared hands. Never mind that at all.
•Your tummy. There is something incredibly magical about the way you giggle shriek as you try to writhe away when he kisses your tummy. It’s the kind of laugh that means you are happy and in the present moment with him and currently the furthest away from something that hurt you. He just wants you happy and hearing that laugh heals something inside his heart. He loves the way your tummy its so squishy underneath his kneading hands and he can't help but bury his face in your soft skin. Be warned you will not escape without some raspberry blown kisses. Mikey ain't letting you leave without being properly adored that is both a threat and a promise.
This man looks strong enough to hug my depression away like SIR
Future Raph with a massive Warhammer because as much as I love the sais, the idea of him destroying enemies with a weapon as large as he is would be SO awesome