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TMNT in correspondence to elements of earth

So my friend (who's a big nerd) walked in on me fangirling about TMNT and commented on how he didn't really like the series because the character development sucked. Of course I argued back but none of what I was saying was making any sense to him, so finally I attempted to put my insight into a perspective that he would understand.

As I see it the family of turtles (and their rat dad/sensei) are similar to aspects of the earth. Imagine that earth itself is New York City and the sun is the Foot Clan, each member of the family is an unseen force connecting to the earth.

Leo is the magnetic field surrounding the planet and keeping everything in place. He could also be gravity because he keeps the team grounded and in place even when they try to break and or test the boundaries. His family expects him to always do his job and they rely on him to lead them, but sometimes he finally starts to feel the strain of keeping everyone together and considers giving up. However he continues his efforts because that's what he's supposed to do, so he puts his problems aside and does what he needs to do for his family.

Raph is solar flares sent from the sun because some people who aren't familiar with the film think he's going to turn and go rogue (which he kinda does in 2007), but also because his opinion is contradictory to the other family member's. He also clashes with Leo (the magnetic field) who keeps him from causing destruction, and although his take on things are normally considered dangerous or extreme, after passing through his brother's rage his words come out as something beautiful that people treasure if they take the time to appreciate it (in other words it becomes the Aurora Borealis). Plus he tends to remind the team that there's a whole other point of view of which to view things from, constantly giving the team a reality check.

Donnie is the atmosphere, giving people the air they need to breathe easy and also evolving the species according to the environment. He may not always be viewed as a very important piece of the team but he is an essential aspect of their success. His inventions make it possible to get things done and are why they didn't die jumping off a plane. He is prepared for anything and never hesitates to do what he needs to do to help his family.

Mikey is the weather, giving everyone what they need to keep moving. When the team is in a heated argument he's the clouds attempting to cool the mood, when they feel like giving up and quitting he's the e rain giving them the small push to keep moving on and growing. People see him as annoying and assume he's just getting in the way when in reality his 'unnecessary humor' is just him trying to lighten the mood and cheer everyone up as well as cheering them on.

Then Splinter is the core of the earth, keeping the planet, and it's elements, under his good influence and keeping everything running smoothly.

All in all I think I did a pretty good job, although my friend is now concerned with how much time I'm spending on anything related to the fandom. 😂

Headcannon that the first time you bring a stack of paper to the lair you realize they don't have a Shredder😂😂

And when he helps you with makeup, just... oml😂😂

Ok, I can totally see Donnie being able to do the stereotypical gay voice... And being hella good at it too. I feel like the reader would walk into his lab after a particularly hard day to rant. And like part way through he just turns his voice an octave higher and in the sassiest white girl voice just says, "are you fucking kidding me? Vanessa is like such a bitch, no one fucking likes her." Ends up turning into the norm. Until the bros walk in and hear it and give up on tryna understand him😂

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Um ... hi! Can I ask for an imagine with the boys on how the would react finding out their S/O os autistic (or espefically Aspergers Syndrome). And reason why S/O never talked or mention it because they're afraid the turtles would treat them different. (Could you tag or @ me when you finish it)

Oh, honey, trust me when I say that they won’t treat you any different than they would previous to your confession. Perhaps they’d be relieved that you had the courage to tell them this.

It wouldn’t change their view of you. Your autism doesn’t change the fluttering in their hearts they get from just looking at you. Now that they know, they can work around your unique, beautiful self and adapt. It wasn’t that easy before, but it’ll take off that weight of wondering if you’re scaring them off.

After that, everything is still normal.

Leo: “I’m really glad you told me, you know. But, look, this doesn’t change anything, okay? I still love you.” He’ll say this confidently as he gingerly cups your cheek.

Raph: “Well…that’s really something. That doesn’t matter, toots, because you’re still you. I love ya, autistic or not. Got it?” He’ll playfully nudge your chin up with his finger, chuckling when you meekly retract from the ticklish sensation.

Donnie: “Huh! My theory was correct! Urgh! Not that I-uhm! It’s just second nature to deduce, you know!? I-uhm! Ahem! I mean, okay, start over…What I mean is, even if I couldn’t stop myself from constantly pinpointing your behavioral and social tendencies, I swear on everything holy…I never thought of you as any less beautiful, or smart…you’re just…perfect.” He’ll spew this out all in one breath, only slowing down at the end as he softly holds your hands with his own, glancing at your eyes in embarrassment, bashful as hell.

Mikey: “Wow…that’s really cool of you to tell me. Let me tell you, though. I still think you’re the Peach to my Mario. You think so too, right? You’re the most perfect, uh, chillest, beautiful-est girl in the world! Pinky buddies forever remember?” He throws his arms out, waiting for you to fall into his embrace as he nuzzles your hair, inhaling your scent.

Dude, has anyone else realized that in lights out Diana could have attacked them from under the covers in their bed?

I mean unless you sleep with a really light blanket Your bed is super dark so technically it would be the perfect place for Diana to attack and kill the characters, but she doesn't. I mean yea she's an asshole for wanting the mom all to herself and trying to kill the rest of her family to achieve that, but all things considered she was actually uncharacteristicly nice about it...0.0

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(side note this is my favorite raph face, he is so judgmental and superior I love it)

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Fucking listen, you can’t just type out some god tier shit like this and then tell me not to imagine it, like good lord *fans self*

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Don’t imagine your favorite character finding you in a remotely compromising position. Don’t think about them licking their lips before pressing up against you from behind. Their hands on your hips, nails digging into your skin, no doubt leaving marks to show in later days. Grinding themselves against your body, making your hips hurt against the surface you were leaning on.

Don’t imagine them laying themselves across your back, their hot breath against your neck trailing to your ear as they run their nose across your skin, whilst a hand slides from your hip to your chest lightly teasing the skin as they go to your nipples. Playing with them, pulling at them while they traced your neck with their hot tongue, their other hand slipping down the front of your pants as they pressed you against the desk harder, breathing heavily in your ear as they continued to move against you.

Don’t imagine them thrusting harshly against you banging your hips against the harsh surface just to hear you, bruising the soft skin there as they busied themselves with leaving marks up and down your exposed neck. Groaning in your ear everytime you whine, everytime you pant. Their hair between your fingers, growling with every tug you give them, their arms trapping you in, white knuckling the desk.

Don’t imagine feeling them as the fuck you like a primal animal in heat. Feeling them sink their teeth into the soft skin of your shoulder as they thrust deeply into you, milking them dry of everything they have to offer you. Feeling the fabric of their clothes against your ass, hearing them pant against you as your clothes cling to your body before pulling out of you leaving you to drip against your self.

Don’t imagine them taking you again pulling you up, pushing you roughly to the nearest wall. Hooking one of your legs over their hip as they once again grind against you, making a bigger mess of you, leaving trails against the wall behind you as they slide thrust. Their lips finally meeting your for the first time during the encounter, biting your lip hard enough to draw blood and bruise as they suck your lower lip in theirs. Your tongues battling for dominance as a they slide into you suddenly filling you once more making you gasp out as they growl into your mouth, as they finally thrust brutally into you, clenching around them crying out with every heavy drag and every sharp thrust of their hips. Their skilled hands pulling at your hair forcing you to expose your neck to them, trailing their tongue against you one hand tousling your hair as the other held your wrists above your head. Thrusting faster, barely leaving you as they finished desperate for their release, your body offering them that pleasure, using you and fucking you getting their high off your body and moans, whispering nasty things in your ears that would make a succubus blush as they finished deep inside you. Leaving your body simply tucking themselves away, leaving you a panting mess while the smirked down at your disheveled form. Grabbing your chin giving you a chaste kiss before pulling away leaving you wanting more.

It's 5:22 am and I'm sick as hell and can't sleep so I'm just sitting here thinking about the turtles.

I can totally imagine one of those rare days in the lair where everyone is doing their own thing quietly; Leo's reading at the table, Donnie's doing something at his mass of computers, Raph is bench pressing, and Splinter is somewhere meditating. Everything is peaceful until the clock changes from 4:19 and suddenly Mikey runs in wearing a backwards baseball cap and a giant pair of rainbow glasses screaming, "420 BITCHES BLAZE IT!" and just pulls out an airhorn and runs around in circles while his older brothers glare at him and Splinter facepalms in the other room.