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Same here 💜❤️💙🧡

So does anyone still like the Bayverse Ninja Turtles?

Hot take: I actually enjoy the Bayverse Ninja Turtles. Ever since it came out of course. And I always wanted to make Bayverse versions of my tmnt ocs. I love it to death.

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Hot...! 🥵

Drunk Text/Raphael Pt. 2

Summary: The aftermath of drunk texting a racy pic to Raph is better than anticipated😘

Warnings: SEX

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"Oh my Gooooooooood," You groaned, face down in your pillow.

April was rubbing your back, squinting from her headache. "Y/N, he got a sexy picture from a hot girl. I don't think he's upset."

"I'M upset! A drunk text is bad. A drunk nude?? That's so embarrassing!"

"Tell him I sent it," April suggested.

"I don't think that'd help," You whined. "It doesn't excuse the red, or the fact he got it and none of his brothers."

You kept staring at the picture. You looked amazing, you would have to enlist April in all of your nude photoshoots from now on. It didn't help, though. He could Google porn at any time, why would he be impressed with you?

April sighed. "I'm sorry you're feeling so embarrassed, but I promise you he has probably already jacked off to this like five times."

You let out another long groan.

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You avoided the turtles for the next few days, leaving April to go on her own. You just couldn't handle looking Raph or any of his brothers he undoubtedly told in the eye at the moment. Raph never replied to your picture. You left your red set on the floor of your bedroom, too embarrassed to look at them.

A few days later after declining to join April on another visit to the lair you were home in bed watching TV on your laptop. You were in your pajamas, if you could call them that. An oversized shirt, a pair of boy short underwear, and your slippers. You were fresh from the shower, hair damp and smelling like whatever new bath products you just opened. You had your earbuds in, engrossed in what had to be your sixth episode of the day.

Out of the corner of your eye you saw movement by your window and froze. You stared out on your balcony, closing your laptop slowly. You almost jumped out of your skin when a large shadow suddenly appeared in front of your window before realizing it was Raphael.

He opened the sliding door and came in, shutting it tightly and closing the curtains behind him.

"Fuck, Raph." You tugged your earbuds out of your ears. "You scared the shit out of me."

Raph didn't answer. Instead, he approached you slowly, stopping at the foot of your bed and tossing something down.

You peered down at what he'd thrown, your heart sinking. Staring up at you was your own racy photo. You swallowed thickly.

"You gonna explain that?"

You took a shaky breath. "Look, Raph, I... I'm..."

You stared up at him pathetically, searching for words but coming up empty.

"And the you don't come around?" He growled.

You felt guilty. "I'm sorry. I didn't know what to do when I woke up I saw the picture and I panicked, I -"

"Who took it?"

"What?"

"Who took the photo? And who was it meant for?"

You looked up at him, confused. "April, and... I mean, it was meant for..."

You froze. Why did he care who it was meant for? You felt a glimmer of hope spark in your chest. Was he jealous?

You made a decision. You couldn't possibly embarrass yourself anymore than you had, why not shoot your shot at this point? You relaxed your body, scooting backwards to lean on the wall. You pulled your legs up, resting your elbows on your knees.

There it was!

Raph's eyes flitted down to your thighs as you had moved, maybe trying to catch a glimpse of what was between them.

He cleared his throat. "Well?"

"I sent it to you, didn't I?" You could heart your heartbeat in your ears. "I sent a text after it to you, didn't I? I wore red, didn't I?"

Raph was silent for a moment before speaking, his voice slightly softer. "Doesn't matter, you were drunk."

"I wasn't drunk when I put those on."

The silence felt thick, like moving or speaking might send ripples through the room.

"You wearing em now?"

Okay, it was now or never. Go big or go home.

You leaned forward, slowly pulling your sleep shirt up and over your head. You were naked from the waist up, now. Goosebumps spread across your exposed chest and your nipples hardened. Raph was completely still, except for a stirring in his shorts.

"I'm not wearing them. I wasn't expecting you to come by or maybe I would have."

"Not got the thong on under your shorts?"

You grinned. You leaned back, sliding slightly down the bed and lifting your hips. You slowly slid the shorts down. Kicking them off onto the floor. "Nope."

It was silent again. Raph was staring a hole through every inch of you he could see. Maybe it was the adrenaline, the growing shape in his shorts, or just Raphael himself, but you could feel yourself getting wet as he stared you down. You heard him inhale slowly, and you shivered when you heard a deep, guttural churring sound.

You couldn't wait anymore. Raph wasn't going to make the first move. You slowly stood up, walking across your bed. You stopped just infront of him, almost touching. You stayed on the bed so you could be eye to eye with him. He was almost scarily still. Such a massive, strong being in front of you. He could break you so easily, he was so still it felt like a predator waiting to pounce. It was weirdly hot. You reach out, touching the side of his face so lightly you weren't sure if he even felt it.

"I really like you," You mumbled.

"You sure?"

"I am. I wouldn't have sent that if I wasn't. I've been trying to get your attention for a really long time."

Raphael paused before speaking again. "Am I too late?"

You blinked. "Huh?"

Raph looked you up and down, slowly. "You texted me to come get you. Am I too late?"

"No."

There was another moment of stillness. You mightve thought he would've lunged for you and taken you right there (no complaints) but he surprised you. He leaned in, not to kiss you, but to nuzzle into your neck. His massive hands came up to grip your waist tightly, and he inhaled your scent. He slowly pulled away, long enough to look at your flushed face, and then he kissed you. You wrapped your arms around his neck and his grip on your hips tightened. You imagined kissing him a thousand times, wondering if it would be different from kissing a human, but it wasn't. It was warm and hot and you don't know how long you did it for but it wouldn't ever be enough.

When you finally pulled apart and you opened your eyes your heart skipped a beat. Raph looked downright animalistic. His eyes were narrowed in on you, pupils dilated so far that his bright irises looked like little glowing halos. He took you by surprise again, this time with his speed. Before you knew what happened he had picked you up and pressed you against the wall beside your bed. You tried to wrap your arms around his waist but he stopped you, growling lowly. He readjusted you, moving the bend of your knees to the crook of his elbows. The strength it took do hold you low enough that the tip of his cock was touching your entrance sent shivers down your spine.

"You ready?"

You couldn't speak if you tried, so you just nodded.

Raph started pushing in slowly, dropping you down onto him. You weren't sure when you'd ever reach the base because he was so big it felt like you just kept going. He was thick and long and you could feel it twitch deep inside, somewhere you were certain you'd never felt anything go before. When you finally did reach the base you realized you were holding your breath, and you let out a whine. Raph let out another deep churr, vibrating from his chest to yours. He began moving very slowly, his whole body tense as he struggled to maintain control. You let out a choked cry as he began rutting up into you, his arms keeping you pressed against the wall. You let your head thunk back against the wall, eyes closing for a moment as a warm pressure spread in your lowered belly.

You opened your eyes, gasping as Raph hit into you a bit harder than before, his eyes fixed on yours. He was grunting, barely holding back growls and groans and clearly trying to restrain himself. He clenched his jaw and began thrusting harder, his breath labored as he watched you start to lose it. He was stretching you out so far, thrusting so hard, and hitting so deep you couldn't physically hold off the orgasm that was coming quickly. Your nails dug into his arms and you let out a few strangled cries as you tried to hold on, not ready to cum yet but unable to stop. When it hit it hit so hard and fast you couldn't help the noise that left you. Your legs shook and you're pussy clenched, and the feeling must have sent Raphael over the edge as well. With a deep, rumbling growl he gave one last piercing thrust. You cried out as you felt him explode inside of you, and then felt his cum dripping out of you undoubtedly onto his legs and the floor. He kept you up for a moment, just leaning his head into the crook of your neck and catching his breath.

To your surprise, he didn't actually put you down. He maneuvered you into his arms more comfortably and brought you into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and gently set you on your feet inside of it. He gave you a soft smile and then stepped back to let you clean off.

You went to invite him in before laughing at yourself when you realized he'd never fit. On wobbly legs you showered off, staring in shock at the amount of cum leaking out of you, while Raph used a wash cloth to get himself as clean as he could.

When you stepped out of the shower, toweling off feeling sore and happy, you found Raph sitting on your bed holding a bottle of tequila. You also spotted your red lacy set beside him - he must've found them on the floor. He grinned at you, took a swig, and held the bottle towards you. You narrowed your eyes at him, taking the bottle and plopping down next to him.

"Whats this about?" You ask, taking a swig of liquor and wincing.

"Tryna get more pics."

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makes sense

As usual, this is just a meme for laughs. Don't take it seriously. Feel free to make your own. There are no right/wrong answers.

But this chart clearly explains my confusion when people draw the 2012 turtles looking at the Rise turtles like "Oh, these poor children."

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reblog if you believe fanfics are as valid as books that were published and sold by authors who write as their main careers. I'm trying to prove a point

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Wow, i wish i could write like this!

Random Turtle Thought on My Mind Today

Basically NSFW (18+ only)

He can't help it.

The flutter of shallow breath that dances within his lungs. His heart strumming so hard beneath his plated chest, he half wonders if you can hear it. If you can feel its force under your touch, as you press your palm against his natural armor to steady yourself. Droplets of water collecting where your hand rests on him as you lean even nearer, rinsing the shampoo from your hair. The confines of your small shower pushing your bodies so close together, you're not far off from being flush against him.

And his legs tremble at the mental image of you there with him. Of how sensual you must look right now.

His eyes are shut. Just as he promised you he'd keep them. But he doesn't need them open. He already knows what he would see.

Your bare form. Water dripping from your curves like rain. Head tilted back. Lips parted. Wet hair draped like silk down your back. Throat open and exposed. More water coursing over the smoothness of your flesh; tauntingly tracing the expanse of your figure the way his fingertips longed to. Of your breasts, hanging free. Pert nipples only a hair's breadth away from licking the keratin adorning his front.

He can't help it.

It's too close to his season. And he's been enamored with you for months now.

Your weight shifts as you lean away, hand slipping down his plastron while you straighten; eliciting a full body shiver he hopes you don't notice.

Instinctually, he follows. He has to be close to you. Keep you close to him. So very close. He feels he might go insane if you drift any farther from him.

He can smell where he's scented you. Just under your jaw, where he had nuzzled into neck. The most primal part of his mind likes that you smell like him. Wants to paint more of your body with more of his scent. To mark you. Claim you. With maybe more than pheromones.

The giggle you let slip free causes an eruption of butterflies in his gut. He can feel your lips, upturned in a grin. You're happy. Welcoming. Accepting. Curious even, maybe, to see how far he'll go.

It breaks his resolve not to touch you.

One hand, trembling with some far-off voice in the back of his mind telling him not to, cups against the swell of your backside. Calloused fingers kneading the plump flesh, earning him a breathy gasp from your throat. It spurs him on. Pressing forward, his tongue finds your pulse; water now pouring over his head and into his mouth as he seeks to kiss you.

He didn't want your first time together to happen because of season.

But he can't help it.

Flared nostrils catch the unmistakable hint of excitement from you. You're stretching back, granting him access wherever he wants to venture. Pushing into him, making clear you like what he's doing. Soft hands, so much smaller than his, holding tight to his arms. Keeping yourself close to him. So very close.

Like maybe something will break inside you if he doesn't keep going with what he's starting.

Mouths working against one another's, his hips shutter as his waist, practically of its own will, wants to find your body. To know where you are. How to align himself with you. So he can join himself to you. Just the way nature and desire tell him he needs to.

One arm comes to brace his weight against the wall, the other goes wandering. Hand pressing hard into your skin as the need to touch you drowns out any other thought in his mind.

With a nudge of his nose, his tongue presses past the seal of your lips. You moan into his mouth. His hips buck sharply in response. Curling his pelvis and squatting down lower lines his body up to where he needs to be.

Now sounding breathless he confesses he's swollen and aching for you. Asks for your permission to drop. To stroke himself between your legs. To make you his in every way he could right now - caught between the water diluting your silken core, his mass against the constraints of the tight space and the way he was growing desperate listening to your pleading whimpers for more.

"Please," you whisper in the gasp of a breath.

And that's all he needs.

You rise to your tiptoes to better squeeze his leaking member between your thighs. Grind back into him as it drags back and forth against your petals. You want this to happen. Want him. To give yourself to him. To share something so intimate, there'd be no going back.

This isn't how he wanted this to happen. But it's feeling better than he thought it would.

Your fingers are gripping into his scaley muscles as best they can. Pulling him close. Keeping him against you.

He's inhaling each and every wonton sound slipping free between your plush pout meeting his.

There's no fighting it anymore.

It's too close to season.

And he can't help himself now.

He's too far gone now.

Lost to his love for you.

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Yup, so true XD

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Ch 23. Christmas at Usagi's, part 6 - Sailing

TW: doubts, overthinking tags: @leosgirl82 @thelaundrybitch @roxosupreme @catweasle

After months of not being able to write, here is finally another chapter. I'd love to read what you think.

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“There's a storm coming”, Ishtar whispered.

Mickey turned his head, ”are you sure, baby?”

“Yes Michealangelo, I am...”

They all looked at Leo, waiting for instructions, but nothing came.

He was lost in thought, thinking of all kind of scenario's and possibilities. And for the first time he couldn't come up with a plan. Angry he tried and tried, but nothing seems to be the right option.

Ishtar looked at the sky again, seeing first signs of storm. Big clouds in the distance and the wind had died. “The calm before the storm”, she whispered.

She looked back at Leo, hoping for any plan, but still nothing. 'We got no more time. Maybe I should do this... Deep breath...' “Leo.. “ she started, still unsure if she should do this. From a daze he looked at her. “Time is of the essence here, Leo. Please allow me to take the lead.”

Leo nodded after a few seconds knowing in his heart Ishtar was the better turtle for this job, this time.

Ishtar turned to Usagi and Mickey. “I need you two and Leo to stay here, to calm down the parents and make shelter and food. It's going to be a rough night and depending on where they are, it might take the whole night.”

She raised her voice a little, “Raph and Donnie, I want you to come with me in one boat. We're gonna find these children!” “Mama Rabbit, how old are your children and how much experience do they have with sailing?”

“They're all thirteen with no experience. But they had our permission. Oh please, please find them and bring them back safely!”

“We'll do our best, ma'am. Donnie, we need medical supplies, go fetch them. Raph, we also need food, clean water and blankets.”

“On it, babe', he winked.

Ishtar than sat on the ground, heavily breathing. 'In through the nose, out through the mouth. In and out.' Thoughts and doubts flooded her mind. 'What if we can't find them and come back empty-handed? Am I competent enough? How bad will the storm get?'

“You're doing great”, said Leo sitting next to her. In her moment of doubts she hadn't heard him approaching. “Don't overthink, the first thought is the best. Trust your instinct, it's the strongest of all of us. On the water you can rely on Donnie and Raph. Use their strengths to your advantage. Once you sail away, your nerves will disappear, trust me on that”, Leo said encouraging.

Ishtar smiled gratefully and rested her head against his upper arm, cherishing a moment of peace.

“And remember, safety first! I want to see you three back safely!”

“All the supplies are on board, captain”, called Donnie.

“Good! Raph, reduce the sails please!”

“Aye aye, cap!”

Turning around, Ishtar scanned Leo. He seemed a little lost, not sure what he needed to do next. So she beckoned him. “My turn to comfort you”, she said while tucking him in for a hug. “Remember, you aren't just our leader. You have special skills as well. You can organize, you see the big picture and you can delegate team members.” “I do. But I've never been in this kind of scenario, I feel a bit lost and I hate the feeling...”

“That's understandable Leo, but you've got this. And look, all the natives here are at ease with Usagi and they don't mind Mickey goofing around to cheer them up. Use that during the coming hours. You know the drill; get the shelter ready, make places to sleep, prepare food and tea.” “Do you really think it may take all night the find these children?”

“I seriously don't know, Leo. For safety reasons it's most likely we have to stay on the boat this night when the storm hits. I can't pinpoint yet where these fluff balls are. Or in what kind of circumstances we will find them...”

Ishtar turned away, suddenly calling to Raph, “do we have an anchor with us?” “Yes cap! Although the rope isn't that long..” “That's alright Raph, we'll make do. We have to go now! Donnie, get on board! Leo, could you please push our boat off?”

Ishtar bowed to Usagi and quickly hugged Mickey and Leo. On the shore they waved them a good voyage. Then Leo started handing out orders, although Mickey already knew what to do. “It's just a short briefing, Mickey” Leo said. 'And it calms me down.'

Beds were made in a nearby barn, also soup and tea. Occasionally one of the parents needed some reassuring or calming down. But nothing major yet. During the night when the storm did hit, they closed the doors of the barn. It was solidly built and safe. All the while Leo sat next to the door, guarding and listening if half his team was returning already. Not used to not being with them, he wondered how it would go. Would Raphael accept all orders she gave them, without an argue. And could Ishtar handle it when Raphael or Donatello suggested a different plan?

“Hee worry ward”, Mickey said while placing a comforting hand on Leo's shoulder. “Ishtar chose Muscles and Brains and this is the ultimate opportunity to test her leadership skills. And besides, she feels at home around the water. Sure it will be tough, but she's got different senses and abilities we don't. I trust her. You do too, right?”

“Yes, I do trust her, of course I do! I'm just worried. I want them back unharmed and in one piece.”

“So do I. But to help them from here is to have faith... And also, now we do know how she feels every time we go out on patrol.”

“How do you plan to find the bunnies?” Raph asked Ishtar.

“We need to keep our eyes open, look in all directions and ask our intuition which way we need to go.”

“You make it sounds so simple. I'm not used to use my intuition as a compass.”

“No time like the present”, smiled Ishtar. “You may not be aware of it yet, Raph, but you've got plenty of gut feelings.”

“So Ishtar, explain it please to us”, asked Donatello.

“I visualize the boat and with that picture in my mind I scan around. Where my attention is drawn to, that's where we need to go and find them eventually.”

“Have you considered the wind direction, wind speed and currents as well?”

“No, because those things are technical. I can only use my intuition to determine a general direction, but I have no idea of a distance. We still need to sail there, taking into account all the physical conditions. Please steer that way”, she asked Donnie while pointing north east. “I'll check in a few minutes again. If their positions keeps changing, than we know they are moving. But then we still don't know whether they walk, sail or float...” she shuddered at the unpleasant possibility.

With a very present wind that kept increasing it's strength it didn't take long before the team had to shout at each other to make themselves heard. Never before had Raphael heard the wind howling this loudly, not even when jumping out the plane over Brazil. In addition to the howling wind, there was also the rain that felt like needles on their skin. And to avoid jinxing it, Raph didn't think about the possible consequences of thunder in this storm.

A few hours later they found the kids. Their boat lay upside down in the water and had a big hole in it. They held on for dear life, struggling with the elements.

Donnie determined there would probably be rocks around the damaged boat, so they kept their distance to keep their own boat safe. The downside of this was that Raphael now had to swim to the children, each time taking one with him. Donnie and Ishtar made a makeshift tent over the cockpit of the boat to keep them from the elements.

Unknown to what the winds will do in this storm, Ishtar let the boat drift away a little. Then she dropped the anchor and lowered and folded the sails and quickly crawled back into the tent. Soaking wet and not a minute too soon, because now the storm was right on top on them. The boat bucked heavily on the waves, rain and wind deafening all around. Raphael wrapped Ishtar in a large towel to dry her, while Donnie was still drying the half-drowned rabbits. Donnie worried about the rabbits because even though they were teenagers, they never complained about the treatment. After a quick checkup Donnie determined they were only tired and cold.

When everyone were reasonably dry they huddled together to conserve their body heat. The bucking boat made Ishtar nauseous. And the wait for safety seems to take an eternity.. Even so, Ishtar slowly fell asleep.

Around 5 am Team Rescue enters the barn. Everyone is safe, bunnies running to the safe arms of their parents. Leonardo catches Donnie, Raph and Ishtar at the door, all spinning on their legs from the effort made, mentally and physically. Mickey hugs his family one by one and then pushes them toward the haystack.

Ishtar really had no idea this mission would take so much effort and was happy she could finally sleep in safety. Also happy to give command back to Leonardo. Exhausted she fell down on her pillow, drifting already to sleep. She barely notice Donnie and Raph crashing down next to her. They wrap their bodies protectively around her and fall asleep as well.

“Hey Ishtar”, Raph whispers. Outside it's still dark and quiet. Or perhaps it's dark again. Raph looked around and found them being alone in the barn. “You being leader for once was so fucking hot!” “Oh?” Ishtar asked sleepy. “How hot?”

“We'll show you...” Donnie whispers as he licks her neck...

The next day these three eat hungry at the breakfast table and Ishtar has a second bitemark, now one on her left shoulder...

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@truffle-draws-turtles’s sona and donnie<3 for a sketch trade we did :D

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Deadpool’s instructive video may save your testicles

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figured i'd post this amazing gif commission of Raven & Astarion from @froschkuss from a while back. (2021) i'm still completely memorized by it. ♡

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Tiny Babies 🧡❤️💙💜 I was working on these last month and at first it was just baby turtles, but then I added their masks and the cuteness level ramped up to 100.

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When I see Rapg fight with his brothers like this, I wonder... Is Raph an empath? Because... he fights exactly with the energy of said brother... What are your thoughts on this?

Just some 03 shenanigans.

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TMNT 2016 “become a turtle”

In another post I drew the turtle as a human in my version,and now I was thinking how am I as a turtle but not a turtle on earth but a sea turtle because they are so beautiful creatures I very like it in many……are still so beautiful and I choose this one how can I resist to this little one

(I try to say this thing when I post my drawing but sometimes I forget it to put on my post?!)

Art by me @sivy-chan-blog

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Love it already and really would like to read it. Could you tag me when it's ready?

About to start writing biker mice from fanfic, primarily because I don't like most of what's already out there.

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Just wondering who would play 7days to die, or Valheim..

TMNT Headcanons- Games

Just a short bunch of headcanons about what kind of games each turtle would like! These aren't based on any particular version, but I took ideas from Bayverse as well as ROTTMNT

Raphael

Mainly enjoys fighting video games, like Street Fighter and Mortal Combat

Also pretty good at sports games- most often plays WWE/Football/Soccer games

You cannot tell me that he didn't play Stray for hours

Super good at racing games, second only to Mikey

For some reason I feel like he'd be invested in the Fallout games

Leonardo

Finds himself drawn to story-driven games, like The Last of Us, Oxenfree and Life Is Strange

He has played through Ghost Of Tsushima at least two times

Can play Solitaire for hours

Holds his own fairly well against Donnie in chess- the two of them can play for hours if left undisturbed

His guilty pleasure is the Sims

Michelangelo

Definitely a fan of music games, always calls dibs on drums in Guitar Hero

Totally is player two whenever Raph plays fighting games

Also plays sports games, but his specialty is mainly Basketball and Baseball

During his downtime, he likes more "kid games"- think Minecraft, Sonic, Lego, Kirby

The reigning champ at racing games

Donatello

A fan of video games requiring strategy, such as Pokémon and Civilization

100% also a card-game nerd. He's got way too many Magic The Gathering cards scattered around

Speeds through Sudoku and crossword puzzles faster than light

Really invested in games with a large, overarching storyline he can map out, such as Assassin's Creed and Legend of Zelda

You cannot tell me he hasn't played at least one Sherlock Holmes game

Helps Mikey with building redstone in Minecraft