GET 🗣️ HIM 🗣️ THE 🗣️ REDBULL 🗣️ SEAT 🗣️

Oscar: Fight me! Mark, standing behind him and holding a knife: *mouths* Do not.

Sis just won’t admit that it’s actually Pokémon fanfic

TMNT: Brother Moments PT. 3

Raph: *reading something off of Mikey's phone*

Raph: *suddenly reaches for the screen to scroll down*

Mikey, panicking: *screams and yanks his phone away*

Raph: *stares*

Mikey: *stares back*

Raph: Yo', why did you scream like that?

Mikey, bluffing: It's my "horror movie" scream. I'm... practicing.

Raph, doubtful: No, no... why, WHY did you scream like that? You hidin' somethin'?

Mikey, lying(?): porn.

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Part 2 please

💜🐢Donatello x Male!Reader

Enter: New Rival!

For the first time in forever, THE Donatello Hamato and Casey Jones found themselves on a truce. That's right. A truce. The rest of the turtle brothers thought it was odd that the two hormonal teens weren't bumping heads or fighting each other to get the red head's attention like usual. Instead they would somewhat greet each other with a silent nod before disappearing into the brainiac's lab. Donnie's brothers just shrugged it off. Maybe they're all chill now? But seeing as they were both still pinned on the goal for April's heart, that was most unlikely. But it was very weird to see the two rivals agreeing and teaming up with each other. The reason?

April has a crush.

The guy in question was a human boy, a new addition to their school. April had met him when they were partnered for a science project.

Donnie was delighted at first. He knew his sweet April would rely on him the most when it comes to these sort of things. It doesn't matter to him who partners up with April because she would end up coming back to him anyway, but instead this new guy was apparently intelligent and capable enough for the job, hence no opening for Donnie to step in.

"S-So April! I uh.. heard you got a science project coming in!" Donnie started "You know you could always come to me for help!" He coolly leaned against the table.

April blushed "A-Actually I already had someone to work with..."

Donnie's smile deflated "Oh really? That's uh... good? May I ask who you're working with? I mean I'm sure I can whip you up something better than a baking soda volcano..." He trailed off.

"We're not making a baking soda volcano, Donnie." April laughed it off "And (y/n) is actually really sweet! He planned to make a Fire Glass pit for our project and give away marshmallows so our class can have s'mores!" The girl swooned "Isn't he so considerate? And it's a great way to bond with our classmates! You guys are great but it's been so long since I hung out with other people!" She excitedly beamed.

His heart fell heavy. The terrapin did a fake laugh trying not to sound hurt by her last comment  "Yeah he sounds.. great.."

*ping!*

"Oh I just got his text! Gotta go, bye Don!" April hurriedly exited the lair without looking back.

"Bye.. April..."

Not only that, Casey had been having a hard time catching up to April as well. As soon as the bell rung, she would zoom towards her crush, then other girls--if not the soccer team, would surround them like a barrier!

"Hey Red! Wanna ha-"

"Not now Casey I gotta go!" April ran past Casey making a B line towards a crowd of the school's popular kids, squeezing herself in to get into the middle. Casey raised an eyebrow feeling a bit offended by how quickly he was ignored. But since when did April become a part of the popular club anyway? The boy found himself hopping on a random chair in the hall, standing on his tiptoes to get a look at what was going on.

Lo and behold in the middle of the crowd was the new guy and the school's soccer team surrounded by giggling fangirls and---is that April smiling and clinging on the (h/c)'s arm?!?!?

This (y/n) whatever-his-lastname manage to not only be a star member of the soccer team, he is also the new school heartthrob and basically stole all the hot babes at school in less than a week?? Seriously what the hell!?

Things had just gone from bad to worse when April started stay on campus grounds and ditch hangout plans just to watch this asshole practice. It became worrisome for the others at how they were seeing their friend less and less. On the other hand, it was driving both Donnie and Casey insane! What is so good about watching a sweaty guy run around and kicking ball into nets anyway?!

So what if he's good looking or smart or sporty? Donnie and Casey were still better than him right? Well sure they would still get the redhead's attention but as soon as she caught the one and only (y/n) from the corner of her eye? Poof. She's gone. Legit teleported to the teen boy's side. Yeah sure teenagers are supposed to be crazy with all that hormones at that age but come on!!

Damn this new rival is a strong one. The blood in their bodies are basically boiling at the thought of that boy putting his greasy dirty little hands on their April.

But the two love sick morons aren't going to give up so easily. No sir!

So they came up with a plan.

The plan was to embarrass this (girl)friend stealer by making Donnie sneak into the soccer team's locker (ya know cuz he's a sneaky ninja) with a bucket of sewage water. He was supposed to pour it all over the unsuspecting victim's head, then scare the shit out of him so bad that he runs out of the locker room--into the halls butt naked and drenched in stinky sewage water for the whole student body to see! The newspaper club will eat that up!

Last but not the least they added a special touch to the plan.

Casey would purposely take April down the hall for the perfect moment to see all of it unfold with front row seats  (possibly with popcorn and a camera ready to catch that ass in 4k) and then April would never want to get involved with that stupid (y/n) ever again!

Although it wasn't Donatello's style to do something so petty as a stink prank, he gave in. (Casey handled most of the planning when Donnie started to suggest they should involve chainsaws and bodybags) It would be a pretty satisfying and hilarious scene so the turtle agreed to Casey's plan.

Hey if things go accordingly, this other kid (y/n) might just switch schools! Which is great for him! One less rival out of the way.

And so the day finally arrived. Donnie successfully snuck into the school soccer team's locker room in one of the shower stalls. Casey told Donnie earlier that (y/n) and April were supposed to have a study session for their History exam, so (y/n) should be leaving their sports practice early. Perfect!

The bo staff wielding ninja was nervous. During the planning stage this sounded like a good plan, but now that he was here; he kind of felt bad now. Maybe this is a little too much? I mean... we're talking about ruining a person's entire reputation and having possible PTSD or at least a trauma for the rest of their life. Maybe he can still back out. Talk to Casey and tone down the plan? Donnie's train of thought was interrupted by a text from the blockhead.

CaveMouth👎: 'The poop is in the toilet. I repeat! The poop is in the toilet. Ready Operation: Flush!' it reads.

Donnie cringed in disgust. Seriously? Operation: Flush? Can he think of an even more lame name to give?

Just in time, the locker room's door opened. Donnie froze and waited a few minutes for the shuffling of feet. He listened in the target whistling as he put away his stuff, some locker opening before Donnie finally heard the running water from the stall next to his.

The purple terrapin started to contemplate his life choices again. This was his last chance to back out on this shot. His fingers were nervously drumming on the seal of the bucket with one hand supporting it. Maybe he should leave now while he still can? Then again... If he did this then April wouldn't be so fixated on a random guy who most likely didn't deserve her. He was probably some sports jerk anyway!

Donnie gasped in realization. Yeah that's right! He could be a jerk and be playing around with April's feelings! Casey did say the soccer team always had at least a platoon of girls pinning after them. It's those popular jockey sports guys that always does that kind of thing right? And it was the popular girls that always bully the pretty main characters because of a jock in movies! His poor April!

With his anger jealousy over clouding his reasoning (accompanied by knowledge of cliché highschool stereotypes) Donatello huffed his chest, determined to save his April from the guy who plans to steal his girl!

Donnie readied up his bucket for the attack but almost lost his footing when the running water finally stopped and someone stepped out of the stall. Damn.

He must've been thinking for so long that (y/n) finished his shower! Nevermind that, even an hour long bath won't be enough to get rid of this stench anyway. However, Donatello got a little curious. Just what exactly did April see in (y/n) that made her so jittery anyway? Surely he can't be that good looking right?

He thought it wouldn't hurt to take a quick peek at his rival. Master Splinter said that as a ninja, he needs to always analyse his opponents before he strikes. He bet that this boy was not even that good. Donnie could totally beat him in a fight! He doubt with all the sports he did, he wouldn't even be strong enough to protect April! With that in mind, Donatello inched closer to the edge of the shower stall. Just for a quick look and....

Donnie's heart stopped.

That's (y/n)?!

The tall turtle's jaw drop at the sight. What he saw was a boy, slightly taller than him with a well toned body clad in nothing but a towel wrapped low around his hips, showing off his incredible body with another towel drying his short (h/c) hair.

Donatello gulped unable to look away. He heard that (y/n) was attractive but he didn't expect.... this! No way. It must be a mistake. Thos couldn't be (y/n). But the name taped on the locker said otherwise.

It was as if the boy was moving in slow motion. The background soon blurred into a soft misty pink color with hearts popping up around the human male. Small droplets of water trailed down his neck, his chest down his well sculptured abs before disappearing under the white towel cloth. Donnie felt a small drip from his nose.

Then the moment (y/n) finally opened his eyes? Oh he knew he was done for. (Y/n) had the most magnificent pair of (e/c) eyes that sent shivers down the turtle's shell. The kind of eyes he would gladly get lost in. Donnie leaned closer to get a better look but his foot made a squeak against the tiled floor.

Fuck.

"Hello?" Oh my god his voice. It sounds so smooth like butter. Donatello didn't dare move. (Y/n) merely shrugged and dismissed the noise. This gave the olive skinned turtle to look back again. He absent mindedly locked his lips as he watched the (h/c)'s muscles flex with each movement.

Donatello gasped and looked away when (y/n) dropped his towel. Donnie's face was burning bright red, silently screaming in his head when he heard the shuffling of clothes. He didn't dare look back in there again due to embarrassment. Not even when he heard (y/n)'s locker shut close. Not even when (y/n) grabbed his bag from the bench. Nor even when (y/n) left the room, leaving a wheezing giant turtle alone in the stalls. Donnie's whole body was still on fire and hyper sensitive.

The masked turtle could only place his hand on his chest, feeling his small fragile little organ hammer away violently against his plastron. What was going on?! What on earth was that?! Why did he do that?! He acted like some creep!

Suddenly the locker room's door bursts open with Casey dashing for his friend. When (y/n) came out looking fine, Casey thought Donnie got in trouble. He hesitantly left April (technically it was April who left Casey when she saw (y/n) walking by) and ran towards the lockers. Casey looked at Donnie who was on the floor with the bucket by his side. He was staring at the ceiling with a nosebleed, mouth agape and face fully flushed red.

"Dude what the heck happened?!" Casey panicked at the sight of his friend's nose bleeding. Did he get punched or something?!

Copper eyes continued staring into the ceiling not bothering to look at Casey. All his thoughts were currently filled with dripping wet abs, white towels and shades of (e/c). "I.... I dunno..." Donatello drunkly murmured.

Okay high key like why the fuck did it made me gasp when I watched it. Like I said “o my gosh” at the same time with “what in the actual fuck I should’ve expected this” like ughhh it kinda made myself mad for being that dumb. It shouldn’t have been unexpected at all. Honestly i blame the great plot and animation for making me so blind to not see it coming. This has got to be the best episode so far for now in helluva boss. And no one can deny that. And got dammit striker is so hot I just can’t.

OK LOOK, SAY WHAT YOU WANT ABOUT HELLUVA BOSS, BUT DON’T DENY THAT THIS WAS A GOOD & UNEXPECTED PLOT TWIST-

Okuyasu Nigimura is a Himbo.

What if Mona Lisa becomes an unrequited love interest, like that she’s a yandere for raph’s soft personality but rough features. And raph just isn’t interested in a romantic relationship with her and just wants to be friend her. And throughout the whole series the turtles didn’t get any continuous or permanent love interests’ and April & Casey or Sunita & April are canonically a thing.

Ik it’s stupid but sis this is my fantasy.

Enraged that we never got to see Rise!Mona Lisa and her chaotic dumbassery

These three as a comedy trio WOULD BE AMAZING

I feel as though goth is the only subculture that has been bastardized by the mainstream into being nearly unrecognizable from its origins. Like yes from within the subculture and among those who are more knowledgeable about all kinds of music after the 1950s we know what goth music entails and the aesthetic and fashion that formed around it, but among "normies" it feels as though they only recognise the watered-down, soulless and fetishized version of "goth" that exists only to sell shitty, edgy fast fashion and pop music that just so happens to be in minor key. Like imagine if someone declared Avril Lavigne to be the ultimate, most important hardcore punk musician, at best they'd get laughed at by anyone with any knowledge of punk, and yet when someone declares that Fallout boy or Lil Peep are goth musicians it's the person who tried to correct them who often winds up at best being ridiculed or ignored. It's like people want to partake in this subculture without making the minimum effort to actually know what it's all about. To them goth is just a costume that they can buy off dollskill and then discard and then after a while describe that as their goth phase in a bashful manner.

I really feel that this quartering of goth has a lot to do with the use of the term in order to sell an aesthetic to people who want to appear different from the mainstream without delving too deeply into what makes a subculture as such, which of course would imply rejecting the current societal standards based around appearance and behaviour. All modern music-based subcultures are to a certain degree anti-capitalist and anti-consumerist, including goth; the goth aesthetics often reject gender binaries as well as current fads, whereas the music (derived from punk) has (save the mainstream success of several bands in the 80s) rarely been fit for the mainstream for its overall sound and lyrics, which often means that goth musicians release their music independently.

Not to mention that this uptick in "goth" aesthetics among the general public has also come accompanied by an even greater fetishism of goths, especially women, by outsiders. The more I hear "I want a big tiddy goth gf who will let me abuse her under the guise of BDSM 🥺" the more stories I hear from goth/alt women and gnc people being harassed by people with no respect or boundaries, both in real life and on-line. This selling of goth aesthetic without any ties to the subculture also means that this image is being shown to the public in association with behaviours and beliefs that don't inherently have anything to do with goth, but that are associated with promiscous behaviour packaged to the male gaze.

🤍🖤HAPPY BIRTHDAY OBANAI IGURO🤍🖤

P.s i don't claim these images and gave credit to the original owners(who i forgot sorry).

I like to think that Sasha’s blush (despite the cartoon aspect) is basically feminist war paint or the toxic female gaze war paint.