Mikey 2012 - Blog Posts

Judge me based on my kins😋

TW: kinda a Vent?

I have noticed recently that all my kins have either killed themselves, or tried to... Don't know how to feel about that.

Michaelangelo ( the last ronin)

Stan Uris ( it)

Zenitsu ( Demon slayer)

See my other drawings.

I love them so much I can't-

Idk I feel like this song is perfect for them

Reminder of what you know

2012 Mikey x GN! Reader

Fhahfhht guys I'm sorry, Raphael may be my bbg but like...Mikey is so sweet :( anyway, I am closing requests for School Bus Graveyard bc I don't get requested anything else :')

Much love!!

~Writer Icy♡

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Mikey sat on the rooftop, his legs dangling over the edge as he stared up at the stars, his nunchaku resting beside him. The night was quiet, save for the distant sounds of the city below. His usual sunny demeanor seemed dimmer, his shoulders hunched as if carrying the weight of the world.

When Y/N climbed up to join him, they immediately noticed something was off. Mikey wasn’t cracking jokes or bouncing around like he usually did. Instead, he looked lost in thought, his orange mask slightly frayed from fidgeting.

“Hey, Mikey,” Y/N said gently, sitting beside him. “What’s on your mind?”

He glanced at them, his bright blue eyes shadowed with worry. He let out a sigh before speaking, his voice unusually soft.

“It’s my brothers,” he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. “I know they’re just trying to keep me focused and all, but… lately, it’s like everything I do is wrong. Raph’s always telling me to ‘grow up,’ Donnie’s constantly pointing out my mistakes, and even Leo’s been getting on my case. I know I mess up sometimes, but…” He trailed off, his voice cracking slightly.

Y/N placed a comforting hand on his, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Mikey, you’re amazing just the way you are. They might not always show it, but your brothers love you. They just have a funny way of expressing it sometimes. You don’t have to change who you are for anyone.”

Mikey looked at Y/N, a small, grateful smile breaking through his gloom. “You really think so?”

“I know so,” Y/N replied firmly. “And I think you need a reminder of how awesome you are.” They stood and held out a hand, their eyes twinkling with excitement.

“What are you doing?” Mikey asked, tilting his head curiously.

“We’re dancing,” Y/N declared, pulling him to his feet. “Come on, Mikey. Let’s forget about the world for a while.”

Mikey’s eyes widened, but he couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up as Y/N spun him around on the rooftop. “Dancing? Here? Now?”

“Why not?” Y/N said, grinning as they twirled under the stars. “No rules, no criticism—just us.”

Mikey’s heart swelled as he watched Y/N move with joy, their laughter filling the night air. He joined in, spinning and swaying with them, his usual carefree spirit reigniting.

“You’re totally the best, you know that?” Mikey said, his voice soft as he held Y/N’s hands and guided them into a playful dip.

“I’m just reminding you of what you already know,” Y/N teased, their smile as radiant as the stars above.

Mikey grinned, his worries melting away as he pulled them into a gentle spin. In that moment, with the city lights twinkling below and the stars shining above, he realized how lucky he was to have someone who saw the best in him—even when he couldn’t see it himself.

Tired of seeing this argument.

Neither of them are right

Minus if your making an angst fic or trying to purposely make it extra sad for entertainment sake