[ shrug, ]

why not. did it to leo last week.

you're gonna say that? right in front'a th' golden girls? in front'a / rose / ? ?

shhh. raph's watchin' his shows.

@techgeekturtle.bsky.social

[Just woke up taped to the wall.]

WHAT THE F--

just leavin' him up there

we're tapin' don to th' wall

// ITS MY FAV ITS SO CUTE. THE SLEEP PILE

// About Time I Did That

MUN INFO:

22 YEARS OLD ( BUT WILL NOT BE DOING ANY KIND OF LEWD, THOUGH JOKES MAY BE PRESENT ALONG WITH DARK THEMES ), GOES BY JAZZY / JAGGER AND SHE / THEY / HE PRONOUNS. SUPER FRIENDLY BUT ALSO HAS ANXIETY.

Just another pair of #ᴶᵃᶻᶻᴴᵃⁿᵈˢ!

NON - LEWD PERSONAL PORTRAYAL OF RAPHAEL HAMATO FROM RISE OF THE TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES, SET AFTER THE MOVIE.

INCEST / PRO - SHIPPERS / LEWD ACCOUNTS BLOCKED ON SIGHT.

HE / THEY PRONOUNS, BISEXUAL MUSE.

art credits:

icon: n9nebuttonz ( instagram ).

header: pasteilian ( tumblr ).

pinned: littel-spaghet ( tumblr ).

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𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴,
𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙙?

𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲,

𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚,

𝙔𝙊𝙐'𝙍𝙀 𝘼𝙇𝙄𝙑𝙀.

I May Crash Out

Nobody gets hurt again. Not today.

brother that he finds.

Almost instantly, his eyes widen, a fist clenching metal so hard it hurts. Intruder.

Intruder, in their home. His home. Danger.

His body works before his brain processes, sai in hand as his fist is thrown directly at the back of WHOEVER this is head.

Not again.

Getting to the lab, his eyes narrow. Something . . is off.

Everything feels off kilter, beyond his own current thoughts and feelings. Wrong. Dark.

Shifting into a sneakier mode, he comes carefully around the corner, ready to catch one ( or both ) of his brothers in the act.

It is not a

// watching a comp of raph fighting hes so fucking cool. my favorite for a reason

// i havent ever done a raph fight rp so nobody look too closely at me rn for this rp /lh

@whatslostisfound.bsky.social

he decides he'd rather deal with scolding Leo or Mikey now, rather than hearing the yelling later.

Forcing himself up, he winces at the sudden light, shuddering as another memory comes back. Not now. Push through.

Stumbling up, he makes his way to his brothers lab, preparing for a lecture.

a few hours, he thinks. Just him and the dark, visions of horror occasionally flitting by.

Just as another one is coming on, he can hear a clatter, from up in Donnie's lab. Usually none of his business, but . . wasn't Dee out with April? They had some nerd thing planned.

Internally debating it,

Not a good mental day for him, not at all. Every single mirror has been avoided, for fear of seeing someone, someTHING, he doesn't want to see ever again.

He's managed to hole himself up somewhere, covered in anything and everything he could find to provide comfort in the darkness.

It's been

// cracks knuckles.

[ . . slowly extending a hand from the pile to drag the cookie back in. Chirping weakly back. ]

[ Nobody bother him. He's been having THE bad day, buried under piles and piles of blankets and pillows in the living room. ]

slommy . . ( 💭 )

// raph has thrown him twenty feet away on instinct as soon as leo dropped a 'pwincess' out of nowhere

// leo would send the family groupchat shit like this