#+ donnie so made it fire resistant

[intotheelliwoods]

Back on my huggy leo nonsense :)

Similar to one of those reptile heat rocks, id imagine a nicely heated metal arm also feels very nice! Turtles and all

[little-mouse-gardens]

A party for the goblin king

Yan fae king future Donnie x reader

Here is a little blurb I wrote based on my yandere fae king turtles au. Just a little idea that popped up in my mind while I was was listening to *cough* crane wives song curses *cough* and I couldn’t resist the urge to let my brain-rot run wild.

Tagging @lexiechr, @souperwrites, @radicallxser and @saltydoesstuff for feeding into my brainrot for these silly fellas >:3

Note : Let me know if there’s any spelling errors (autocorrect currently hates me for some reason)

Tw : Mentions of violence, alcohol, unhealthy relationships, manipulation, kidnapping (I do not condone this behavior in real life. this is only for entertainment purposes only), slightly suggestive???

Nothing about this place felt safe to you.

Nothing at all.

The warmth of the fire pit and torches. The glow of lanterns around the courtyard filled with so many types of goblin like fae running around partying and celebrating.

The savory scents of roasted meats and vegetables or the sugary scents of pastries of all kinds wafting into the air

Sounds of joyful music, laughter and the occasional cheering or rather yelling over the games being hosted down below from where you were seated.

All of it should have made you feel warm, safe or welcome.

However it was anything but welcoming to you. Considering you were currently seated in the lap of the being who’d been tormenting your cottage and kidnapped you the second those protective seals had been broken.

The horror of getting dragged into the woods over his shoulder from the safety of your home still angers you even in this moment.

Memories of pushing against him as he whispered sweet promises of an eternity of love and laughter by his side still echoed in your mind.

Absentmindedly messing with the hem of the soft silk robes he’d clothed you in and occasionally messing with the necklace of amethyst beads he’d claimed to have hand carved and strung himself while you angrily contemplated your circumstances.

What you wouldn’t give to be away from him and this nightmare you’d fallen into by chance. Just one smack to his smug face would quell that rage burning inside you.

Speaking of your captor, Donatello seemed to pick up on this change in your mood. His eyes moving away from the party to look at his beloved resting against him. Every fiber of his been fighting the urge to just start peppering kisses all across your body.

Slowly, he shifted you around in his hold so you were sitting sideways. His hand gently coming up to cup your chin and tilt your head to face him.

“something the matter, dearest?” He asked, his tridactyl hands slowly tracing patterns and shapes across your back and shoulders. The goblet of wine he’d been sipping and the letters of congratulations from his goblin subjects to him and his new spouse settled to the side on a table, “you seem distant? Is the music not to your liking? I did made sure the musicians learned your favorite songs”

You had to fight the urge to roll your eyes at the soft shelled terrapins smug tone. Shifting around uncomfortably in his hold to try and have some semblance of space between you and him.

“No, everything’s fine” you replied as casually as possible, turning your head away so you didn’t have to lock eyes with him. though a hint of your nervousness crept through that facade you held, “I’m just a little tired is all. This party’s been going on for what? Like three hours now?”

Donnie let out a deep chuckle at your reply. Your efforts to distance yourself from him and the twinge of anxiety creeping into your voice not going unnoticed by his keen senses.

Shifting you around again in his embrace so you were facing him, he reached a hand up to mess with the flowers neatly styled into your hair.

“Now, my darling” he crooned, slowly twirling a strand of your hair in his hand. The action combined with that low purr in his voice making warmth rise to your cheeks. A thought in the back of your mind screaming to run yet your body would not move an inch.

That smug smirk of his seemed to compliment that soft loving yet possessive look in those dark eyes that. Eyes that practically stared into your soul everytime they looked at you as he gazed at you. His free hand making sure you were securely seated across his lap, giving your thigh a gentle squeeze, “try to enjoy the evening, Hmmm? After all I spent a very, very, very, that’s three verys, long time planning for this celebration of our love. Your allowed to relax you know”

Before you could even ask how on earth you were supposed to enjoy this when he kidnapped you and put you through hell, he leaned in and pressed a tender yet passionate kiss to your lips.

His beak cold against your skin as you sat there wide eyed and frozen in surprise. A soft smile gracing his face as he felt your muscles relax slightly. Feeling his hands come up and rest on the back of your head when he pulled you closer to him. Basking in the softness of your lips and the scent of flowers still clinging to your skin from the bath.

Eventually, he pulled away to let you breathe. A small yelp of surprise escaping you when he teasingly nipped at your bottom lip, eliciting a breathy chuckle from him.

Resting his elbow on the arm rest of his throne and propping his head up with his hand. A look of pure adoration in his eyes that both frightened you and made your heart flutter ever so slightly.

“I love you, my dear” he murmured, his voice soft and eyes half lidded. tracing a heart across your neck with his free hand. his guilded claws brushing against your skin that you couldn’t tell if it was meant to be affectionate or a subtle reminder that you’d belong to him.

“so, so much” he murmured, his arm coming to wrap around your waist to press your frame against his plastron. The party becoming more of a blur as you quietly rested in his embrace. Peppering kisses across your head as you fought back the urge to push against him.

Looking back on it?

Maybe you should have just cut your losses and moved when you and the chance.

Now you dance and shed your tears in the loving but possessive arms of the goblin king.

[boots-with-the-fur-club]

28 and 29

I combined the two, hope you don’t mind! Also, um, I went a little far with this. Make sure to check the tags.

@daboyau

Leo thrashes around violently against the restraints keeping him to the table. The Kraang who brought him there had taken out his portaling ability the first chance they got. It feels like years since then. Maybe it has been. The Kraang aren’t exactly generous when it comes to their prisoners.

Especially not one they’re trying to break.

He stops moving as much when a certain former warring warrior scientist walks in. He was taken at the same time Leo was.

That doesn’t mean he’s also a prisoner though.

“I-I want to be mad at you, but you’re like this and Mikey isn’t….you turned into such a freaking softy. Sacrificing yourself for the greatest mystic warrior ever? He’s not even a kid anymore.” Leo scoffs.

Draxum’s half Kraang covered face doesn’t change expressions. It was worth a try. It’s not like this could get any worse. It is torture by the world’s evilest creatures after all.

He lifts up a syringe filled with a green substance.

“What….going to double mutate me? It’ll do exactly what you’re trying to avoid.” Leo insists.

The reason Leo isn’t part of the grossest shade of pink ever hive mind right now is because they want someone to infiltrate the resistance undetected. That means he can’t look like Draxum does right now.

It also means they have to get him under their control another way.

He had been kept in a cell for a long time before this. Every day, Draxum would come in and use something new on him to make sure he never got used to the torture.

Leo’s healing factor meant that it could go on for a long time. Wounds closing just to be torn open again. A fresh canvas to splash with blood.

Just recently, he’s been making a lot more serious escape attempts. He almost made it the other day. The Kraang were really pissed about it.

This is probably punishment.

Draxum injects the liquid into his vein and immediately it feels like his insides are on fire. He bites his lip so hard it bleeds. He’s shocked when it hasn’t begun to heal already.

There’s….no way he just….?

The pain throbs through his whole body and he can suddenly feel it where he hadn’t before. A broken ankle that he was able to walk on now is absolutely killing him.

His wrists burn and bleed from how much he just tried to free himself.

He really did it.

Draxum took his healing factor.

A saw appears in his line of vision that is pressed against his arm.

His cool persona starts breaking as he feels the words to beg for this not to happen on the tip of his tongue. They’re only barely held back by the fact he knows it’ll only encourage The Kraang.

Draxum begins sawing.

Slowly.

Leo feels the scream come deep from his core. The pain is completely unbearable. There’s absolutely no drug to get him through it.

He hears liquid dripping to the floor. It’s easy to imagine both the tears pouring from his face and wound mixing on the ground.

Leo starts passing out from the pain. He feels something else inject to his other arm and his brain buzzes back to life.

Adrenaline.

He’s keeping him from going to into shock. From passing out. From escaping the worst pain of his life.

It keeps going on and on. It’s so slow. He can feel when his nerves die and shut off. It’s only some.

He’s hitting bone he’s hitting bone he’s hitting bone he’s hitting bone he’s hitting bone he’s hitting bone he’s hitting bone-

Ah.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE MAKE IT STOP!

RAPH!! DONNIE!! MIKEY!!

DAD! GRAM-GRAM!

ANYBODY! PLEASE!

A wall blows open.

Finally, finally, something other than the sound of his flesh and tendons being torn through.

The saw stops as he’s vaguely aware of Draxum getting tossed so hard he’s not sure he’s ever going to get up again.

There’s screaming.

A lot of screaming.

Oh, he recognizes those voices.

He’s barely able to turn his head to look his family there.

His brothers and-

Ha.

Who’s letting Casey J.R. see this?

Gross!

Leo starts laughing.

His brothers all start trying to help him. Casey J.R. stays back, eyes wide and full of absolute fear.

Leo laughs more.

How awful.

[deliruousmistakes]

Let Me Take Your Pain Away (Pt. 1)

Missions don’t always go as planned, they rarely do, actually. Thing is, when they don’t, someone might pay the price with their lifes. 

But they won’t let that be Mikey’s case.

Based on @cokowiii’s ‘Just Another Day AU’

Part two here

Part three here

Supply runs are hard, it’s a slow process that tends to make easy objectives out of them, threatening to take the whole community down. Even now, after they’ve figured out how to be mostly self-sustainable, it’s very much indispensable, and each time they have to go farther and farther away in search of resources. However, every now and then, they’ll find something they overlooked in the past; this time, they seem to have found a goldmine (and a nearby one at that).

- “How come we’re only seeing it now? It’s super close.” – They were reviewing the last details of his mission. It’s nothing new and -thankfully- it shouldn’t take long: just a couple days, a week if he’s unlucky.

- “According to my research, something in there exploded, blowing up the roof and exposing the structure to the elements. The question is ‘why?’ though that I do not know, dear brother.” -Donnies eyes were shining, exited with the possibilities- “So be careful, extremely so. Now, regrettably, my current project is time-sensitive, so you go there first and scout the place. Then, if you deem it so, we’ll send a raid team.”

- “Yes, yes. I’ve done this before Dee. I’m a badass mystic warrior, I can handle it.”

- “One thing does not equate the other.”

- “Are you jealous because I’m stronger than you?”

- “Offended gasp, Michelangelo, you did not just-”

- “Cali!” - Mikey had interrupted and discarded his older brother in favour of giving a hug to his beloved husband. – “What are you doing here?”

- “A. I hate you. B. I asked him to come, as I need his help for one last test before you go.” - Answered Donnie.

- “Donieeeee.” - whining would stop neither of them.

- “Oh, well, maybe I wouldn’t have to do this if you didn’t murder my babies as a past time.” – retorted Donnie, though there was no heat behind his words.

- “It’s not on purpose, I swear.” -and it isn’t. Sometimes, his powers just aren’t compatible with his brother’s tech, making the trackers or monitors glitch or straight up die.

- “C’mon, Mikey, better safe than sorry. Let’s get this shit over with.” – persuaded Calimari as he drags a weightless Mikey to a chair. It was quick, have Cali take his vital signs and compare them with the ones on the monitor, the GPS function wasn’t so easy to test, and they’d asses it on the run.

- “Well, that’s it. You can go now. Don’t set on fire anything that isn’t a Krang.”

- “I’ll try.” – And then he stared at Cali - “Mari~”

- “What?”

- “I love you so, so much.” – A chaste kiss follows, but then their eyes don’t meet like usual; instead, Mikey is looking at their hands. Cali know he’s angsting about his death. Again.

The sight made his heart clench, so he got close in order to lick Mikey’s cheek. In response, the other let go, outraged, trying to clean his face with his hand, then proceeded to snatch the robe on Cali’s shoulders with a big, dumb smile on his face. – “Off I go.”

How he wishes he could go with him.

He marches back into the med bay, knowing that he has better things to do than wallow in self-pity. Leo and his team will be back soon, which always means an influx in patients. When they arrive, it’s shown that this time there is no exception, so he bussies himself with the work in front of him… Until he can’t.

It was sudden, from one second to the next. Something cold burned his hand, painful enough to make him drop the papers he was holding. Seeing what was wrong only made it worse. He saw the markings in his left hand. The white, form-fitting, and warm chain now was cold, loose, and had black patches all over it.

- “Cali,” -started Leo, worried tone, and getting closer to him – “what’s-” -the resistance leader froze in place, eyes wide open, but a second later he was leaving the place in a frenzy, pale and almost shoving people out of his way.

Cali figures there’s only one person he’d go to: Donnie.

- “Doctor Calimari, we need-.” - He didn’t get to hear what the request was. When he got to the exit, he could still see Leo at the end of the corridor, but he wasn’t fast enough to catch him, not anymore.

Still, he made a run for Donnie’s lab: his most likely location -and he will beat him if he’s not there-. He kept going even when he could barely breath, his muscles ached and his sight was going dark on the sides. Even so, he made it to the lab, but he couldn’t talk with how much his lungs burned and how he was about to pass out. Mikey’s remaining brothers were there, ignoring him completely.

Listening to them, he gathers that they will leave to search Mikey, who they lost contact with. Given the situation, they might agree to take him. Nonetheless, he won’t risk being told to fuck off. Thus, he plans accordingly.

Cali, waited for the right moment to hide into one of the trucks, from his place in the trunks he can’t see anything, although it shouldn’t take long for them to leave.

- “Oh, sweet Galileo, I finally get to-”

- “Donnie.”

- “Mikey, yes. Of course.” – He sets his horrid music on before flooring it, effectively launching them out of the base.

- “Puta.” – Thankfully, the noise drowned his voice. It’s even better when Leo turns turn the speaker off shortly after.

- “I just need you to keep an eye on it in case the signal comes back.” - Cali’s listening attentively, trying to collect as much information as he can.

- “Let me see if I get this straight: you two were talking, then ‘boom’, then nothing?”

- “Then you arrived, yes.”

Then they stayed silent, and Cali was left with his thoughts. He remembered talking with Mikey about their shared chains, he was right, this is agony.

- “Do you think he’s fine?” – asked Leonardo

- “Yes.”

- “But Cali’s chains-”

- “Just focus on the tablet. We’ll arrive soon.”

- “Okay…” – A pause – “Are you sure it’s working?”

- “Yes ‘Nardo, now stop talking.”

- “But it says Cali’s behind us.”

- “You put a tracker on me!?” – Shit.

- “Oh, for fuck’s sake, Cali!” - God damn it, he planned on staying hidden until they found Mikey. – “You know Donnie puts trackers on everyone! Where are you?”

- “Not everyone.” – Maybe they’ll start fighting and forget about him.

- “I stand corrected, he puts trackers on everyone he cares about. I know this, you know this, everyone does.” – He was blinded by a sudden light.  – “What were you thinking?”

- “Get closer and I’m biting your hand off.”

- “Good thing It’s a spare.”

- “It’s not. Leo, stop. I won’t fix it.”

- “Donnie, turn this thing around.”

- “Don’t you dare. Fucking hell, get you priorities straight, I won’t drop dead for going outside. Mikey needs me, or would you rather waste time, see if he dies!? Then what.” - He was screaming at the top of his lungs, as he pierced the trunk’s floor with his claws. They wouldn’t go back, they fucking couldn’t. He’d throw them out of the window first.

- “Okay. First, this -to quote you- “thing” it’s a state-of-the-art automotive engineering, have some respect. Second, the Doc’s right, we don’t know what condition Mikey’s in, its better if he’s with us.”

Leo retreated back into the copilot’s seat without talking, and after a minute Cali crawled out of the trunk into the backseats. With actual light, he could see the chain again, it was mostly black now.

None of them talked after that. Until - “The signal’s back”- said Leo, as he paled even more – “Can’t this thing go faster?”

- “Why.” – demanded Donnie, looking at the screen while driving at full speed.

- “Watch the road!”

- “Gimme that.” – Cali snatched the tablet from Leo’s trembling hands, and started reading… tachypnoea and tachycardia, but low blood pressure and low temperature… Is he bleeding out? Fuck, uh, Leo said ‘boom, then nothing’… So, traumatic injuries (fractures, stabbing), blast injuries (brain, eyes, ears, lungs, abdomen). What else, burns? Maybe he’s just really dehydrated, that might do too.

His thoughts were interrupted by a loud ringtone.

- “Hey, Honey Bunny.” - Those two are disgusting.

- “Leo? Where are you?”

- “In an impromptu mission? We think Mikey’s in trouble.” – That’s downplaying it.

- “Shit, I won’t take long then. Do you know where Cali is?”

- “In Colombia?”

- “What? No. They say he ran out after you.” – A brief pause followed - “he’s with you.”

- “I didn’t know, Yui. We can’t go back now.”

- “Leo.”

- “I know, I’m sorry. I’ll pass him over,” -he passed his communicator to Cali, who turned off the speaker.

As he talked, a screech filled the air, and he dropped the device.

- “Cali, are you okay? What’s going on?”

- “I’m fine.”

- “Are you sure? I can go there, I’ll prepare the another car.”

- “I said I’m fine, stop fussing. Donnie just ran over something.”

- “Fine...” – Cali could hear his brother thumping his tail over the phone. - “Do me a favour, stick close to Leo, okay?” - He grunted in response. – “And tell him that, if anything happens to you, I’m filing for divorce.”

- “Sounds like a plan.”

- “Fuck you, but be careful.”

- “Yeah, yeah.”

- “Cali, you better come back, okay? Preferably soon, you left a mess behind. Also, call me if you need help, and send me a message every hour to let me know you’re okay.”

- “Whatever, bye.”

- “Bye…” -And he hung up.

- “Congrats on the divorce.” - Declared Cali as he returned the communicator.

- “He didn’t say that.” – Answered Leo, defensive. Cali didn’t answer, just stared at the damp stain in Leonardo’s clothes.

- “Are you bleeding?”

- “No? Ah, I forgot.” - Fucking idiot.

- “Hah? You ‘forgot’!? Y entonces qué, ¿mágicamente va a desaparecer?” - He went back into the trunk to take out a first aid kit – “Jueputa, porqué son así, se creen indestructibles, estúpidos es lo que son. El otro es igualito.” – Then he started disinfecting, stitching, and bandaging. - “Estate quieto.” – It pained him that the chain was getting in the way.

For a while after that either reorganized the first aid kit or stared at the screen with Mikey’s vitals.

- “We’re here.” – Announced Donnie, restless. Before stepping out of the car he threw a gun at Cali – “The tracker’s not working, but his last location is fifteen meters south-east from here.” – Donnie started flying, and Leo followed promptly, carrying Cali.

By now, saying that the chain was loose was an overstatement. Cali feared that if relaxed his grip, it would simply fall off. So, he held onto it.

Mikey’s ‘last location’ was barren, with nothing living on sight. Thus, they took different paths in an attempt to cover more ground. Donnie remained on the air, while Leo went underground with Cali.

[acutiewithagun]

If you want more prompts here's a headcannon request :3

So like, we all saw the amount of Oozesquitoes that escaped Draxums lab (I'd wager somewhere above 100). I'd also assume he made them much more long living then normal mosquitoes. But throughout the show, we only see a handful of people being mutated, and no news reports what so ever. This leads me to believe that just like normal mosquitoes, Oozesquitoes have some sort of preference to the person they bite, be it blood type or otherwise, so while some people might have 3 of them chasing them down at once, others might not have to worry about being bitten until they are one of the last options. (Sorry for the rambling, I'll get to the main point)

I want your (separate) headcannons for the boys (and April if you want) finding out from the reader that they've unknowingly been getting swarmed by Oozesquitoes as of late.

(As a bonus, here's a pic I made a few months back at 3 am, the background's not mine)

(Very interesting concept, I don't really do head cannons but I'll do short stories for each of them.)

Mosquito or maybe Ozzquito

The weird bugs that appeared years ago had left most people alone, including you. But within the last weeks these insects had been following you around. You decided talking to one of the turtles would probably help your situation... right?

Raph

You ran into the training room, completely out of breath. You glopped onto a mat as he looked at you with an odd expression. "Hey, are ya ok?" You shake your head as you pant for breath. "Chased... by... ozzquitos..." His eyes widen and he stops his training, opting to run to your side. He quickly hoisted you up and frantically examined you for bites.

"I managed to out run them, but they've been swarming me for weeks. Any advice?" Raph looked into your eyes with a big toothy grin. "Yeah, Donnie made some kinda repellent when we first had to fight off the ozzquitos. Raph can ask him for some." You give him a smile in return and hug him. "Thanks a ton."

He gave you a hug back with a chuckle. "Anything for my buddy."

Mikey

You spotted an oozquito and groaned. You immediately started running and bumped into Mikey. "Woah, slow down, whatcha running from?" He looked behind you and spotted the incoming swarm of the mutating insects. His eyes widened and he quickly picked you up and started running.

After ducking into a building Mikey finally put you down. "Why were there so many oozquitos!?" You rubbed the back of your neck and sigh. "I have no clue, they've been swarming me for weeks." With those words Mikey handed you lighter. Your eyes widened.

"Just burn them with fire if they bother you too much." He gave you a bright smile as he held out the destructive item.

Leo

You were sneaking around the sidewalk when you suddenly fell. Once you landed you saw Leo smiling at you as he held you. "Hi, you seem tense, and is that a frown I see?" You push on his face with your hand as you scowl. "I've been being swarmed by those darn oozquitos." He hummed and smirked. "Well that sounds like you just gotta stay inside until they leave you alone. You can stay here, I'll be that gracious."

The urge to hit him was strong with this one, but you bit it off. "Doesn't solve my problem, just prolongs it." He rolled his eyes and dropped you with a grin. "Suit yourself." Your desperation made you get up. "Hold on, I'll take you up on your offer."

He smirked at you and winked. "I knew you would, no one can resist my charms."

Donnie

You were swiveling on a chair as Donnie worked on whatever his next invention was. You accidentally let out a groan of dissatisfaction, which earned a pause from the soft shell turtle. "Mind telling me what troubles you so?" You smile as he continues working. "Just the stupid oozquitos have been swarming me recently. I can't go anywhere anymore."

This earned a hum from Donnie as he slid his chair to a shelf. He took a can of the shelf and examined it before throwing it behind him. You caught it and looked at him questionably. "What's this for?" He went back to his task and waved a hand.

"Oozquito repellent, this wonderful genius made it a few years ago. It should work to help your issues."

[sibillascribbles08]

Nother Jasonnie prompt, can't tag cause they were on anon but this is 139! I gotta be honest this took so long partially cause I could NOT decide what they would be betting on and then I was struck with the best idea ever.

“Donnie what did you do to the kitchen?” Jason shouted the moment he got home. A lengthy day at the office. He hoped on the way home that he could just come in, curl up on the sofa with his daughter, and catch his breath for a bit.

Instead he finds… whatever this is. It’s definitely some new invention except the entire contraption is built around half the kitchen. Ropes, pulleys, mechanical arms equipped with brushes and towels, all of it hovering around the sink. 

Donnie—his husband, love of his life, the stupidest genius to ever exist—must be putting the final touches on the device in question. Holly sat on his shoulders, smiling. 

“What, you don’t like it?” Donnie straightened up and twirled the screwdriver in his hand. “I thought it was about time we finally rid ourselves of the worst chore in the house.” 

“Boo dishes!” Holly giggled. 

Jason crossed his arms. “Considering I’m the only one who does them around here, I fail to see the point of this.” 

“So you don’t have to do them either.” Donnie threw open his arms before he began to point at the parts of the contraption. “The flip of a switch and this will pluck all those gross dishes out of the sink, rinse them, and then deposit them into the dishwasher.” 

“Gross dishes.” Holly nodded. 

Jason’s gaze trailed over the mechanics of this whole thing. Donnie truly made ingenious devices on a regular basis, but this one was definitely made on a whim. But why? What did—

Jason finally noted the actual dishes in the sink, the top of which was a very cheese crusted pan. 

He sighed. “Holly want grilled cheese again?”

“Grill cheese!” The two year old chanted, kicking her legs. 

“Yes, and as usual it got everywhere and got stuck.” Donnie crossed his arms.

Jason rolled his eyes. “Wow, maybe that wouldn’t happen if you used less cheese, like I said, and stopped ruining the seasoning on my cast iron pan.” 

Donnie cringed. “How can you cook in it when it’s so greasy?”

“That is the point! You’re so lucky I don’t tattle on you to Mikey who would probably launch you into the sun for pulling things like that.” Jason groaned and ran his hands down his face. “I’m too tired for this. I just got done with work. I need to sit down.”

The smile returned to his husband’s face. “Yes, yes, go sit. I’m going to fire this up while you relax.” He reached up to lift Holly off his shoulders and held her out. 

The little softshell beamed at Jase, sticking her little hands out and reaching for him. He’d never been able to resist it and pulled her into her arms. Not in a huggy mood however, it seemed. She quickly climbed up his chest and onto his shoulders this time, resuming her sitting position. Her hands ruffled his hair before she nuzzled her nose into it. 

Jason sighed, tolerating it and the inevitable amount of spit that he’d end up having to brush out later. “Fine, I’ll go sit down. But I’m betting this is going to end in a disaster.” 

“Scoff, ye of little faith.”

“So sure of yourself, huh?”

“Naturally.” Donnie put a hand on his chest. “In fact, I’ll meet your bet. I bet it’ll run at least well enough that it becomes a permanent part of the apartment.”

“Uh, huh. And if I win, you do dishes for a week.”

His husband gave a horrified gasp. He grit his teeth as he glanced at the crusted cheese, but then narrowed his eyes as he turned back to Jase. “Fine. And if I win, you’re on bath duty for the week.”

Holly gasped and gripped Jase’s hair so hard that it hurt. “Bath?” 

“Ow, no.” Jason spoke through his teeth and reached up to get his daughter to let go. “Not right now. Maybe later.” 

She blew a raspberry but settled down. 

“Come on, let’s let Dad make a fool of himself on his own.” He turned to head into the living room. “Do you want to watch something on TV?”

“This is going to work.” Donnie called after him. 

Jason ignored it. He plopped onto the sofa and turned the TV on. Holly less climbed off his shoulders and more rolled down onto his lap. 

He didn’t even remotely enjoy most of the kids shows on these days, but thankfully Holly was also strangely fascinated with nature documentaries. Probably due to her being Donnie’s daughter, if Jason had to guess. Then again his father would sometimes tell funny stories about him standing two inches from the TV whenever factory lines were on the screen. 

At any rate, he opened the first animal one he could find. Life cycles of island parrots, sure. It worked its magic well enough. He leaned back against the sofa and Holly curled up on his chest, eyes glued to the screen. 

Jason gently ran a hand over her shell. “How was your day?”

“Mmm,” she just hummed at first, still watching the screen. “Fun.” 

“Yeah? Watched Dad build something crazy in the kitchen.”

“Grill cheese.” 

Jason laughed. “Yeah, guess that would make it a good day.” He was about to ask if she got a nap, but that question was answered as she curled up even tighter. Her eyes struggled to stay open. She never lasted long with him around, mainly because he was so much warmer than her. 

Sadly he didn’t get the chance to listen to her usual squeaky snores. Something snapped in the kitchen, followed by a loud whirring noise, a clang, and then the shattering of ceramics. 

Jason jumped off the sofa, keeping an arm around his daughter to hold her steady. Not steady enough to keep her still, however. The motion woke her right back up and she whined and rubbed her eyes. At least she didn’t burst into tears. 

He rushed into the kitchen and tried not to scream. Half of the contraption was tangled up inside itself, metal limbs straining against their bonds. Three broken plates on the floor, along with a huge puddle of water. And was the pan in the ceiling? Oh it was. It absolutely was.

And Donnie stood there, eyes wide and still crouched down like he had to dodge something and was too afraid to get back up. He glanced at the mess, the device, and then at Jase. 

Jason shifted his grip on Holly so he could hold her with one arm and placed a hand on his hip. “Didn’t work, huh?”

His husband avoided his gaze. “Well… perhaps I need to adjust—”

“Didn’t work.”

“I just need to try—”

“You lost, Donnie, admit it.” 

“Ugh.” He straightened up, fists clenched at his sides. “Fine. Fine. This set up was too rushed. Next time—”

“No. Stop. No next time.” Jason sighed. “I can do the dishes, Donnie, it’s fine.” 

“But it could be easier.”

“Easier than cleaning up the aftermath?” He pointed at the floor and then the ceiling.

“W-well—”

“That’s your job, by the way, along with dishes for the next week. As per our agreement.” He turned around on his heel to head to the living room once more. 

“Ugh, fine! Fine. I’ll do the dumb dishes for a week. You think that’s such a big deal?”

“It will be when Holly leaves the crusts off her sandwiches again and I leave them to soak.” Jason smiled at his daughter who only blinked at him. Obviously not taking in the conversation. 

Donnie let out a horrified screech. “Jase! You wouldn’t dare!” 

“After the five times you’ve left it in there for me to deal with? Yeah, I would dare.” Jason sat on the sofa once more. “Now clean the kitchen.” 

“So cruel!”

“You knew that long before you married me.” He curled up against the cushions and once more Holly lay down on his chest, already trying to doze off again. “And then you went and did that anyway, and now it’s way too late for you to back out.”

“I know we’re bickering, but there’s no way I’d back out of this.” Donnie shouted back as the clink of broken plates came from the kitchen.

Jason smiled, relaxing further into the sofa. Yeah, he knew that. He wouldn’t back out of it either.

Even when his genius husband got stupid ideas like this.

[nani-nonny]

Now that i think about it (and i think about a lot of things involving your peepaw/pos/p) since your peepaws a resistance leaders in war (was gonna say in shop instead of war lmfao) did they used military weapons or have knowledge of it instead of their own swords?

Like; M16 - sniper - grenade...etc?

I’d say they all have a general base of knowledge on military grade weaponry. Such as knowing how to shoot a gun and operate a tank, basic stuff. Beyond that differs between the peepaws and their respective backstories.

More vvvv

DMD became more desperate to keep everyone alive, and with that desperation he lost a part of himself. He abandoned proper technique for ruthlessness and adopted a “barbaric” style, hence the reason behind his stage name. He was on the frontlines more than anything, throwing knives and punches, swinging his sword all haphazard-like.

Reunion is an expert. But why would he bother if his brother is a walking-talking military grade weapon? And he’s more confident using his katana, or any blade for that matter. It helps him seem less intimidating when patrolling the home grounds. (This notion is debatable.)

LCD is actually quite similar to DMD in this aspect, in a sense of losing his sense of self and abandoning proper technique. Although, this came from a sense of revenge rather than desperation. He’d use a gun if he had to, or wanted to. Although, Casey Jr made sure to hide such weaponry from him on account of Michelangelo’s orders.

WDS doesn’t really care. He’ll use them when needed and won’t use them if they’re not needed. He always had a pistol on hand, but his hand always reached for this sword due to habit. Everyone often had to remind him that he had a gun, but he’d hand it off to someone else if they lost their gun. He’d especially give up his ammo to someone else who needed it more.

DisMir is still young, seeing how he’s still in his (late-) twenties. He refuses to use a gun because swords are more flashy and befitting of a hero of his grandeur. Sure, he’ll pull out a gun and fire a few shots, but it’s more of a strategic move rather than for damage. Such as firing a gun to alert an enemy and portaling away so he can ambush from behind.

(A)PAF is indifferent to guns. Like Reunion, he’d leave the machinery and artillery to Donnie. He’ll use it, often hold the heavier weapons that average humans would otherwise not be able to carry. But seeing as how he’s always on the frontlines, he’s the strategist who levels the playing field. Guns get in the way of his style.

[cato-of-blamesociety]

32 Weeks Tracklist/Song Picks pt. 3 (weeks 17-24)

How/Why did I choose/chose to use the songs I did

*Full breakdown, updated in real time(weekly)*

17. Killer Mike ft. El-P, thankugoodsir x Don't Let The Devil

I have always respected Killer Mike as an artist and I a few years back respected his political endeavors. Mike has never let me down lyrically when I heard him on features. Honestly, though I respect him, I never really got into his music. I did at one point either last year or the year prior, check out his album "R.A.P. Music" and I started listening to the RTJ series. His vocal presence is one of a kind. I have this thing where I feel that an artist's recorded voice really determines if I want to hear them. There are several emcees that I just can't get into due their voices not being conducive to my ears. Mike and El-P have amazing deliveries. In June (2023) Killer Mike drops 'Michael' and I knew from the very first listen that this album is/would be a classic. I listened to it on repeat for a week. Andre 3000 makes an appearance on my favorite track "Scientist & Engineers". I actually have many songs on this album I f*ck with: "Something for the junkies", "Motherless", "Slummer", "Talk'n that shit", and "Run". In June, I was nearing the end of writing for #32weeks, and I was having a hard time (as usual) finding a beat. I knew I wanted to incorporate some instrumentals from this album. I truly wanted to use "Scientist & Engineers" but I didn't feel as eccentric as Dre, and the intro before the beat drops, was too long lol. Instead, I landed on "Don't Let The Devil'. I had this melody in my head that came when vibing to beat. It becomes those opening lines "Tell me, do you smell me? That's peace of mind, and deep patchouli" (the fragrance oil I have been wearing since my early 20's) and it led me to to rhyme Halle Berry. Then I went on a tangent to try an remember where did I hear "almost went Eric Benet....never do Eric Benet" and then I remember it's Jay Z's line from "Kill Jay Z". After I complete the comparisons, I launch into some metaphors that to this day are some of my favorites on this project. I used one more instrumental from this album, but I will share when it's time. Hope you enjoy the track!

18. Pusha T ft. Jay Z, Pharrell x Neck and Wrist Don't Lie

If there is one thing you can guarantee from Push, when he releases a project, not only will the album but fire, but he usually has a great knack for themes/motifs/stories, but dude is soooo creative at giving the listener "dope" lines. Like when I want to hear a rapper speak about cocaine...I usually prefer Pusha. His wordplay, and metaphors are immaculate when it especially outlines hustling/moving coke. Which is why I didn't even hesitate, as soon as "Almost Dry" came out, I was all over it. The beats, the cadence, and stories made that project amazing. going into #32WeeksMixtape, I quickly understood that I wanted use a beat from his album. So many good ones, "Brambleton", "Dreaming of a Past"(Donnie's sample gives me chills and makes me tear up each time I hear this come on...), "Just So You Remember"(reminds of a movie that I can't recall the title of..), "Diet Coke"(only I can have a snow fight...damn fire) "Rock N Roll"(Ye and Cudi...c'mon man what else you what) "Scrape it off"...basically you see the problem...all of them are hot. I just kept coming back to "Neck and Wrist Don't Lie". This one just was more so my cadence/vibe. The first line that came to me one while airing the beat on repeat "Roll around the South side, stereo banging.." That bar lead to talking about my Orgone pendant. Then I flowed into the idea of talkign about my wife...I couldn't resist...which is a reference to the track before (week 17) where I mention my smell/colgne/oils I wear are Patchouli and Peace of Mind. AFter knocking out those lines, I got into a string of drug based lines, which are derived from the "cooking" analogy. After I got to "Rappy Mason", I got stuck again. But then we changed gears and I wanted highlight that I admire Dolph and Nipsey for their business ventures and I too would love B.L.A.M.E to be a company/brand that I run and nothing else. I want to be the boss. Anyway I hope you enjoy the visuals. I love when things don't straight away make sense, this makes us think harder, and even ask questions. So please feel free to comment on here or on the video with questions or thoughts!

19. Vince Staples x Rose Street

YOOOOO!!! In case you don't know, Vince's "Ramona Park Broke My Heart" album is just incredible. I will do my best to keep this brief...🤞🏾. Ok, first off this album dropped last April (2022). I had been wishing on a another album from Vince because "Vince Staples" (self titled) was lit. Anyway, a few days or weeks, honestly I have no clue, it is posted that Vince was to do a "live" or streamed version of the album via Moment House in May of that year. I was soooo geeked. I had missed the ONE concert that came to St. Louis in Feb 2022. It was the "Call Me If You Get Lost Tour". My wife and I did want to see Vince, but since he wasn't headlining...(and since this is before my indoctrination of Tyler, the Creator's music), we decided against it. 😢😒 My dumbass. haha. Anyway, I had selected the Monday, May 2, for our viewing. I was enchanted that entire show. I f*ck with Vince because of his musical ability, but really for his art that surrounds it. His videos are always sharing a message about class/race/violence/dangers of the music show business. "Ramona Park Broke My Heart" has some dope tracks. Like literally I can't really just list a few...but I will try my hardest. Ok.."When Sparks Fly', gave me hella chills. He basically makes you think off the bat that he is talking to his woman...and then he immediately pulls the rug out from under you. *plot twist* lol. This song reminds me of Nas' 'I gave you power'. I don't want to ruin the surprise, if you don't know, you have to listen to both songs and witness the greatness both artists display on these tracks. The other favorite that truly sticks to my mind, mainly due to the production is "Rose Street"(the skit right before it IS POWERFUL!!). I love the idea that he states he "don't sing no love songs". That might be true regarding women, but "When Sparks Fly" is nothing short of a love ballad. Rose Street was not the first beat I wanted to use. I think "Playa Ways", and "Lemonade "were top contenders, however, they just didn't fit the direction I was moving with #32weeksMixtape. "East Point Player" has high replay value, but was too slow for my flow. Rose Street's theme of denying love for women(or rather the idea of falling in love with women), or not being able to trust them, and being married to the streets had me wanting to flip the vibe. The chorus was the first idea that came to me, "She know we in love, all in, Us, all in, Trust, all in...I'm married to my very bestfriend. And it's gone be like that until the very end." The next thought was how to go about that topic. Out of nowhere, I was like "I will never forget the time you chose to say yes". I am so happy that I wrote about my proposal. It's one of those things that I guess I deemed sacred, and didn't want to ruin it by sharing it with the world. But as an artist I have come to realize and understand that the best music is the relatable stuff. If you have proposed to someone, you would know that universal feeling of 'what if they say no?'. I hope you enjoy, share, like, and comment on the video with your thoughts. It would be dope if people share their marriage proposals either on here or my "YouTube Channel Community Tab" . I love stuff like that. If you are reading this, thank you, I love you, and I hope you are well. 💙💙💙

20. Killer Mike ft. Young Thug, Dave Chappelle x Run

I know what you are thinking..."Bro, didn't you use a track from this album already?" YES!!! I Did!! Honestly I wanted to keep a tamper on the amount of artist I would use in the project, and came to the conclusion that I would use some artist/albums more than once. I actually wrote to "RUN" before I wrote to "Don't Let The Devil". I have already outlined why I gravitated to this album, so I want to highlight my content in this track. The verse is written in vignettes(I am uncertain if that is the correct word to use) but each section is a quick blurb about a point in my life. The first is me getting arrested...and not running. Second, was me getting stopped by an officer on my way to the school's gym to practice, and how that could have ended horribly...there were no witnesses, I was by myself, and truly at the mercy of this officer. He wasn't ignorant, but still.. you do get it....right? This was back in like 2006 or 2007. The next story is me playing on the team. I had respect and that's all I needed. I know I wasn't the best. I will talk that more around Week23. Next, I lay the summary of my foot game. I walked everywhere. That was life changing. My mama gave me freedom to visit friends, get a job, and I did it all independently so that I wouldn't have to wait or rely on others. It did get tricky in the winter, but even then, I would double up my jacket/hoodie and walk or run to work. I was serious about making my bread. I touch briefly on the emotional ways I ran from relationships. Gratefully, Erin would remain in my life even though I ran from her love all those years. The final story is me opening up about a being involved in a consensual sexual experience with 5 other people. I learned that day that exhibitionism or group sexual acts, were NOT my thing. I know for some this isn't big deal. But I was very uncomfortable. I also learned that it is ok to walk away/run from something like that. I am grateful that I didn't allow the pressure to keep me in that room that night. I remember everyone that was there...we really haven't talked in years, 2 are actually not on this plane of existence anymore. I am happy I found a way to express to this incident because it bothered me for years not getting it off my chest. With all that said, if you read all this...thank you again for listening. I hope all is well with you. I would love to hear from you. Feel free to hit my Youtube Channel, My email, or message me on here!

21. Kanye West ft. Roddy Ricch x Pure Souls

I'm gonna cut directly to the chase, the first(second, and third) time I listened to "Donda"...I didn't get it. Then I realized/learned that Donda was his mother's name. During the process of writing #32WeeksMixtape, I had already seen the Jeeny-uhs Documentary(full documentary on NETFLIX). That sh*t broke my heart. I remember hearing years ago about how much his mother poured into that boy/man. He truly felt invincible. So even though as someone who hasn't lost their mother, but has lost a father, I didn't comprehend fully his messages, but I FELT it. I knew I wanted to use a Ye beat for this project, but the issue was where would I pull from. My first instinct was to use the KIDS SEE GHOST album...so many fire tracks to use. Then I was I like, nah, maybe The Life Of Pablo---No way. I knew I couldn't live up that hype! Yeezus, though dope af, is too experimental for my style. I started clicking through Donda... Jail...OMG. I love those "guitars" in the intro, but there aren't any drums...which I prefer lol. God Breathed was a big pull, but nothing popped in my head. I think Off the Grid was a HUGE fav from this album. But again, nothing came to mind, at least nothing good. Then I heard that intro of Pure Souls, just...well you know. I am playing it right now as I write this and I am tearing up. "...and I can not sell my soul!" - fire. I sat with this beat for at least a week. I heard that "truth is what you get away huh" and it started clicking. I knew that at the top of the verse I would go into a traumatic event that happened to me during my first year as a school counselor. Not to go into too many details, but a child had nude images of themselves on their district iPad, but in a way that suggested that they did not take the photo themselves. The photos were shown to me nonchalant and something like "Look this boy got porn on his device, smh." I was the one to point out that it was the child and not an adult. THAT SH*T F*CKED ME UP!! There were several images. Protocol was violated, I did my part like I was supposed to, I did a mandated call and some more stuff. After dealing with that parent who was clearly gaslighting, hiding evidence, and was manipulative..it did a number on my psyche. Earlier in the year I had been researching about Past Life Regressions. This one guy on YouTube named Astro Einstein, was uploading his sessions with his clients and truly opened my eyes to how it could help me. One day I will share my experience more in-depth but I do talk about it on it slightly in my mixtape, week 11, Tyler, The Creator x Massa verse. Later, I was able to find a therapist to talk through it as well. I learned so much about boundaries and protecting my peace. I won't let someone violate me like this again. Anyway, I hope you rock with the song. Every time I play through the tape, after this song, comes week 22, and it always brings a sense of relief because the sequencing sets up a sort of endorphin release...you will see😉. I think those who are going through it, or just coming out of a storm, will feel the relief the most. If you are reading this still, thank you!! And if no one has told you today that they love you, motherf*cker, I do!!

22. Metro Boomin ft A$AP Rocky & Roisee x Am I Dreaming

YOOOOO!!! Ok lets go back to May of this year 2023...I don't know about you, but the sequel to the most dopest animated Spidey film was about to drop(yes I know this trailer is from Dec. 22)...but what makes this even more special...it is announced that muthaf*ckin' Metro Boomin was going to be the lead on the soundtrack. A month later, in June, the album/soundtrack is released! My wife, kids, and I had it on heavy rotation; "METRO BOOMIN PRESENTS SPIDER-MAN ACROSS THE SPIDER-VERSE". The whole project is fire. Some songs grew on me over time but overall amazing replay value. As you should know by now, June was heavy #32weeksMixtape writing era. I turned this on and knew I had to pick something...even though I had already used a Metro Track, "Umbrella" (from "Heroes and Villains"). "Annihilate" comes in so hot. I wanted it so bad but couldn't find a version online that sounded good enough. My next pick was "Givin' Up(Not the One)" because I think I sound as good as 21 Savage over a Metro Boomin beat. *Don't forget he is in Umbrella!*. But I felt the tempo was just slightly too slow. "Self- Love" stood out instantly however, the words just didn't come to me. OMG, I almost forgot, Danger! JID killed it, and I felt I couldn't get away from his type of flow, or do any better for that matter. This leaves me with 2 other picks that I actually land on. "Calling" & "Am I Dreaming". I will talk more about "Calling" in a few weeks. "Am I Dreaming"...those strings, they get me every f*cking time. Even now as I write this, it's playing in my earbuds. For those who haven't seen the film, which I am sure everyone has at this point, the movie's ending credits feature this track. Perfecto! Anyway, at this point in writing the project, I was just over halfway, and felt this immense burden lifted. I start reflecting on the process and the hook came to me. This was written before I saw the movie. Climbing/falling, swimming/drowning, doubting/making it to the next round, ultimately defeating myself(fear, doubt, disbelief, old behaviors) and becoming a more evolved me. this works on two levels as I introduce my big brother. I say a lot about his athleticism, (which I go into more the next song), because we bonded heavily over basketball. I mention in week 20 (RUN remix) about how he was/is great which is how I knew I wasn't great. So imagine seeing someone who is great and still rejected! I had to include it. My brother, David, has been through a lot. I remember being old enough to see his flaws, his bad choices, and immaturity. I told myself I would never be like him. I referred to him as the role model for what I didn't want to be. Which is crazy, because as a youngin'--with out a father, I wanted to be as cool as him! As time passed, having my own kids, seeing my brother rise and fall, dealing with my own issues, it finally clicked. My brother was a human. Nothing more and nothing less. Humans make mistakes, we learn, hopefully evolve, and do less harm as we proceed. It is truly an eye opening, mind blowing, bone crushing reality, to acknowledge that someone you put on a pedestal falls...but it hurts more when you see yourself in them (empathy and compassion). David, if you ever read my sh*t, I hope you know I am proud of you. You are worthy of love. You are an awesome father, brother, uncle, and more! You have been blessed with so many f*cking talents and gifts. My hope and wish is that you see what I see when I look at you today....SUPER!!! Those of you coming and checking for Cato's sh*t, 1 year, 5 years, 10 years (ha!)from now, I love you and hope that you tell those people that you really care about that you f*cking love them too! Enjoy the song and the visuals!!

23. Lil Durk ft. Morgan Wallen x Stand By Me

I am very new to listening to Lil Durk. I remember seeing some of his early mixtapes many years ago, but wasn't interested. Students I would work with also brought him up in a few different conversations. During summer school this past year (SY 22-23, June '23) which was deep #32weeksMixtape writing era, I actually asked some kids, what Durk song(s) should I check out. This was about a month after the album dropped, which I had no idea about. The album is titled "Almost Healed". The kids told me to check out "All My Life". They recommended the track "Expedite This Letter" from the Album/mixtape "7220". Listening to it now, it cringes me out thinking that these elementary scholars shared this one with me...if you check it out, you will see why I feel grossed out. Anyway, back to "All My Life". This caught me by surprised because it features J.Cole! I was like, "Ok, I most definitely have to check this out." What I noticed is that the album opens up like a "Therapy Session" which as a school counselor, hooks me right in. Especially coming off that "Mr. Morale and The Big Steppers" almost on a daily basis, this makes me happy that another artist is opening up in a seemingly genuine way about their issues with out the bravado. This made me feel like, "I f*ck with dude." I delved into the album, now lets list the tracks I wanted to fool with the most..."All My Life" instantly I had to let go because Cole already snatched it. I didn't feel I could add anything to it. But the song is amazing. "Put Em On Ice" has a vibe I like, however, nothing came to mind. "War Bout It ft. 21 Savage"...at this point, you know when Savage is a feature, I usually f*ck with it. Unfortunately, I couldn't find a solid remake beat. There were 2 others I liked and actually used. Cross the Globe ft. Juice Wrld, and "Stand By Me". I will get back to you on Cross the Globe. "Stand By Me" comes on and I hear the melody, instantly I feel nostalgic. "Ok, Lets Go Way Back..." I began with a string of exercises that I did with Big Bro Dave. I mention him in the previous post. Those days left such an impression on me. We kept track of our progress, our reps, and were really getting shredded. By Middle School my muscle mass was awesome. All the exercise I did helped keep my asthma in check. Also to clarify, Varsity did not win the state championships! SMH. I had to research it(after I already completed the damn video), and saw my school actually came in 3rd that year...which still a huge accomplishment. The game that I reference was big game because it was the last game for the season, and by winning got us a spot to play in the championship tournament. Apart of me is embarrassed for making this mistake, and being negligent in not double checking the facts. The other side of me, the artist, says who cares?! We were so f*cking excited and elated, that it FELT like we won the motherf*cking state championship title! Anyway, at this moment I would love to shout out my team mates, I appreciate those years playing along side you. I also want to shout out the coaches. I doubt you will ever see this, but I appreciate the life lessons of always hustling to get what you what, getting up and at it, and REBOUNDING! Not only is my son currently playing ball, my other son is interested as well, and I have the honor of coaching the elementary school kids I work with! These kids are just as hardworking as they are hard headed, but I love it. Appreciate anyone who is reading this right now. Let this long as post remind you that: 1. nothing lasts forever(esp pain) 2. You can always try again 3. A break can fix you(a day off, a step back, take a breather, then come back harder/better than ever). If no one has told you today, I love you...Now share that love with someone else!

24. Joyner Lucas ft. Timbaland x 10 Bands

First off, I knew Joyner was cold. I just never really got into him. My wife actually was bumping his sh*t before me. She shared with me ISIS...and I was like WTF!!! I had been into Logic at the time, going through his catalog. It was around this time she told me play ISIS. Hearing Joyner I was like this dude on a whole 'nother level. It took awhile but I had went through his whole album 'ADHD'. Fast forward to the #32weeks writing era, and I remembered that ADHD had some dope ass instrumentals. Lets see...ISIS is tough, but too fast, not my style, and they already murdered it twice..."double homicide kill the beat and the verses..." "The War" is sonically pleasing but I don't think I could come up with anything. "I love" is a banger for sure. Not my vibe though....ok I don't know what's going on, but sliding through this mf right now, I f*ck with all these beats. I don't what I was thinking, I think "10 Bands" came on/I found an instrumental that had good quality and closest to the original and the hook just came to me. "Parenting, Parenting, Parenting, this go out to the parents yeah!" There is one more beat that actually use from this album...i use the title track. It is something about the way the beat wobbles and is wavy. We will talk about that soon. Anyway, the verse for 10 Bands is just a blub about my boys. I try to include them in all my works now that they are here. They inspire me so much. The idea for this song is that I lay out their annoying traits, but then follow up with their amazing qualities. What is even more crazy is that as a parent we see our own personalities within our children play out in many different ways. I love them boys for real. I don't know how that video will be up. As of now they enjoy seeing themselves on the screen, but if that should change I will take it down. I almost forgot! In the verse I say "I told you they were little sh*ts.." This is a reference to the actual track/theme song of the Little Sh*ts Podcast my wife and I had did awhile back. In the video I have the Spotify track on display and circle it.

P.S.

I can't believe that this is number 24...like I have been consistently creating visuals, creating snippets of those(about 2-4), posting each of those on each f*cking social media site that I have an account for, writing up the "behind the music" post on here...EVERY F*CKING WEEK FOR THE LAST 24 WEEKS!!! I know this isn't exactly the info to put in theses posts, but I know that *you*(maybe a week from this post, or a year, hell even 5 years now) will be reading this like, "Damn n*gga, it's not that hard.." 1st off, remember I work a full time job every week day, I have a family, these activities that contribute to fulfillment of a project that as of today isn't "seen" at all or taking serious. Like on my mama, this definitely the greatest project that I have ever endured. I mentioned to people before I started releasing tracks, that the #32weeks itself (the writing, the time consumed on my mf phone/CPU, the struggle to maintain sanity while dealing with tough 8hr work day, to stay connected to family, and through it all, actually see this visual mixtape to its completion! So please make some noise for me on the internet. Help me make history. Time is not on our side, but time spent building something incredible that make life feel more limitless, to me, is time well spent. Apologies if that all sounded bitter and crass, it just feels like no one sees that effort that goes into this. I love you and hope you are taking care of yourself. Give the tracks play and please share it all with a music geek who can get into my music! 💙💙💙 I just found out today another acquaintance from earlier in my life has passed. He went LIVE on Facebook and basically expressed that he was tired, he felt alone, and felt like no one loved him. He made that video yesterday(~12/20) and I saw that new of it today (12/21). RIH RM. I know I can't be there for everyone, but apart of me wishes that I reached out to him the minute I saw his video...and I didn't. 💔 So my heart is slightly heavy as I write this. I know I am not to blame, because I don't have the power to control a man's decisions. To counter the negative feelings I have right now, I chose to practice gratitude. I am grateful for my life, grateful for my wife, grateful for my sons, grateful for my family, grateful for my homies[Domo, Tyson, Will, Paris(💔💙), Brandon, my f*cking brother Dave]grateful for the chance to create music, grateful that I have grown, grateful for love...Love is...beauitful. If you see this, well mf, I am grateful for you as well.

[its-wabby-stuff]

It’s probably stating the obvious at this point, but Donnie has got to be one of the most involved and useful members of the apocalypse.

He’s literally keeping it all standing.

Between his engineering skills, weapons manufacturing, ninpo (single handedly providing a secure network for things to function on), big brain knowledge, and even his botany. This man is literally on fire.

But, out of the things he’s most commonly known for, I have to believe that his Botany skill is actually keeping the resistance alive. Like the actual people. For many many reasons.

Primarily because Donnie has lived underground for the most of his life. Him, and his brothers, are used to working underground. Meaning by now, Donnie has perfected growing artificial plants without sunlight and with biochemical engineering. Since, in a scrapped episode idea for season two Donnie grows a huge pumpkin for a competition. Something that can only be useful when trying to feed hundreds or thousands of people.

Secondly, so many products we have now are the result of plants. Like it ridiculous how much you can transform plants into other things. Now, the infrastructure is gone, so obviously not all these uses are valid anymore. There is limited space so plants can’t be grown in massive fields. So we need the important plants. Plants that can be eaten and plants that can be utilized. A primary example of this would be plants used for medicines, or plants with healing properties. Helping to restore wounded soldiers to tip top fighting shape. And, one that prolly takes up the most of whatever sort of gardens they have, would be wheat and oats. Since it’s pretty quick growing, and if you grind it down and add water you’ve got a questionably tasty but hearty meal for any apocalypse survivor: mush.

Lastly, chemicals. Chemicals are made from plants right? If broken down to their base form. In the movie, it is seen that weapons, traditional weapons the government has on hand, are not useful against the krang. But in the bad timeline, we still see them using those traditional weapons. I think Donnie, and some other science professionals, early in the apocalypse created a destructive drug type thing to use (Think Aprils herbicidal deforestation bomb). Which was very helpful, and gave them a shot at first. Though, I imagine eventually the production of this drug stopped and it was stored to be rationed out more as a fail safe than anything else. But leave it to Donnie to combine his two favorite things- weapons and plants.

Now, while all these things were probably incredibly important in the start, most likely some of these things started getting kicked to the curb the more the resistance moved, the more people died, the more the Krang grew in numbers, and the less space they had. But I really do think Donnie’s side passion of plants helped keep the resistance alive. And it’s a simple enough thing to be able to hand off to others. So Donnie can focus on the plethora of others things he’s working on to stop the krang.

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Thanks for reading! Likes and reblogs appreciated.

[the-estranged-auth0r]

TMNTxLMK CROSSOVER AU

I’m currently planning on making a fic on where the characters from TMNT 2012 lives the lives of LMK

It’s basically a crossover AU with:

Mikey as MK (Obviously with this one, Michelangelo and MK are basically the same person. They’re kind-hearted, energetic, sometimes can be a bit goofy, really creative, and lots more!)

April as Mei (Her personality is a mix between Mei and her TMNT self, she still retains her badass ninja skills, could come off as clingy but she means well, she rides a motorbike like Mei, but instead of wielding a blade she wields a tessen)

Donnie as Mr. Tang ( I don’t know why, it probably doesn’t make any sense but trust me on this. It’s probably because they have the same traits, they’re calm under pressure... okay sort of calm.)

Slash as Pigsy (He’s still a turtle in this tho, but he’s now the same size as the main turtles in the TMNT universe. Instead of owning a noodle shop, he owns a pizzeria. This isn’t offensive right? )

Leatherhead as Sandy (This one doesn’t need any explanation)

Klunk as Mo (Bcuz we need our kitties)

Leonardo as Sun Wukong (at first I was kinda unsure at first but then it suddenly clicked to me, Leo and Wukong have a lot of similarities, they’re impulsive, extremely self-sacrificial, afraid of failure, and so much more. Also Leo being a mentor figure to Mikey is something I can’t resist ;)

Tigerclaw as Demon Bull King (Like Leo I was unsure at first but then my partner pointed out some nice angsty ideas to do with him)

Casey as Red Son (Unlike Red Son, Casey already made his place in team Mikey, he still possesses fire powers and is a prince. Casey would sometimes make snarky and sarcastic comments but he would still do his best to support the team.)

Let me know what you think of this and if you have some suggestions let me know^^

[pj-was-here]

Expanding more on my Mystic Elements au

Raphael

Jean took one look at Raph and went "yep your coming home with me"

Raph picks Jean up like a sack of potatoes and drags her off to bed via suggestion from Lisa (also after learning of the Dandelion Knight's tendency to overwork courtesy of said librarian)

Barbara and the other kids and teens perch on Raph's shoulders like a free ride

Raph is also Klee's big brother among many of them

Basically Barbara's body gaurd (may or may not have yeeted Albert)

Also drags sucrose and albedo to bed, food and hydration because of his experience with Donnie

Literally all the kids and teens big brother

Vibes with Jean's tortoise, Sir Dandy

Patches up Benny's boo boos whenever they go out on an adventure also tries his best to make sure said adventurer doesn't get hurt

Has no clue wtf Fischl is saying but he listens

Razor and him hunt together

Somehow managed to patch up Kaeya and Diluc's relationship (advice was taken from things he learned from Dr. feelings) Diluc and Kaeya should be grateful Mikey didn't end up in Mondstadt

Teaches Noelle the importance of saying no and also said care in turn Noelle teaches him about how to effectively use geo

Noelle can pick him up with ease

Jean can too cause of how freaking heavy sir dandy is

Michaelangelo

Is stuffed full of random ass trivia from listening to Zhongli rambling

Pulls pranks with hu tao and also teaches how to cook well, tries to

Visits ganyu everyday to give her a proper lunch

Took awhile but now Ganyu looks much better, has a proper sleep schedule, eats the proper amount of food and has some self confidence (still a work on progress on that

Cloud Retainer has once again adopted a random child that child being Mikey

Mikey and Xiangling bond over cooking, Mikey is learning alot from ingredient experimentation despite his prior reluctance

Helped cool Chongyun down and has since been helping him on ghost hunts

Dr. Delicate Touch and Xingqiu beat up bad guys together whenever they run into eachother

Has learned to properly play a guitar now courtesy of Xinyan, they have lessons on the weekends

Helped Yelan out in an investigation once, Yelan now brings in the services of Dr. Delicate Touch whenever she has a rather... Uncooperative suspect

Lives with Zhongli in his surprisingly majestic house

Beidou brought Mikey to Ningguang's office and begged her wife if they could keep him

Ningguang eventually gave in and allows it cause of the puppy eyes

Xiangling and Xinyan teach him how to use pyro through unconventional means (read: accidental arson, cooking and SFX concerts)

Leonardo

Gives Sara the headache of a life time

Became a part of Itto's gang for a bit when he first came to Inazuma

Eventually joins the resistance after seeing how awful the decree is

Is terrified of Shinobu

Has adopted Sayu as a little sis and gave surprisingly good ninjaing advice

Is very thankful for the Japanese lessons Splinter gave him and his bros

Kids love him, adults hate him

Became besties with Ayaka, somehow

Will not hesitate to kill Takayuki on the spot after finding more about Sara

Gorou and him make a surprisingly good team despite their constant arguing

Leo gets wierd vibes from Kokomi first time around but he eventually puts that gut feeling aside and becomes friends with Kokomi

Yae and Him are menaces to society

Loves the inazuman cuisine and also eats the bean stuff for itto so the big guy won't get an allergic reaction

Him and ayato spar so Leo can get a hand with his hydro

Donatello

An absolute menace to the entirety of the akademiya

Keeps getting chased by the Corps of Thirty even after beating each of their asses

Stole research from a corrupt scholar and has been stealing from other corrupt scholars ever since

There hands with Cyno and somehow survived

Basically Collei's strange but caring in his own way big bro

Made a crossbow for her to make being a forest ranger easeir

Tighnari and him get along like a house on fire, both hate cyno's jokes

Basically adopted Nahida emotionally after she enters his dream

Nahida visits his dreams first ever since she accidentally entered them

Nahida has taught Donnie on how to feel and also ✨emotions✨

Apart of the Nahida rescue group

Argues with Alhaitham every. Waking. Moment. But understands eachothers reasoning and makes the plan even more successful

Candace has taught him the importance of sleep schedules by scaring the crap out of him. She reminds him of raph only less of a teddy bear and more scary

Made Dehya's claymore more destructive by adding Flaming Stamen powder and now it's a flaming claymore

as their going through the waiting period of Operation: Archon Rescue Cyno teaches him on how to use electro

[avid-reader12]

What He's Doing About It

My contribution to the May All 4-1 Challenge

Prompt: "You did what now?" "You heard. What are you gonna do about it?"

Rating: T

Warnings: None

Tags: @post-apocalyptic-daydream @leosgirl82 @turtle-babe83 @thelaundrybitch

Donnie jumped off the rooftop, grunting as his feet hit the concrete. He could’ve done that more gracefully, and quietly too. But agility and stealth were not on his mind tonight.

He headed toward Angel’s apartment, speed his only goal. He doubted he’d be seen tonight, even in the city that never sleeps, a three a.m. rainstorm kept people inside and away from their windows. A voice in the back of his mind whispered he should’ve worn a coat; she wouldn’t appreciate him arriving at this ungodly hour, soaking wet and dripping on her floors. He couldn’t bring himself to care, wet floors were just a tiny part of her penance.

He wasn’t thinking about the weather when he dashed out of the lair earlier. He wasn’t thinking about much at all. He had overheard Leo and Raph talking, clearly thinking they were the only ones still up. It hadn’t been his intent to eavesdrop, but he heard her name. He couldn’t resist when she was involved. Then he heard what she had done. Without another thought he dropped his wrench and rushed out of the lair.

He had to hear it from her. He had to hear her say it. He had to know why.

With another grunt he landed on top of her apartment building. He stopped for the first time since hearing the news and clenched his fists. He didn’t share his brother’s temper issues, but the anger coursing through his veins should’ve scared him. He took a moment to breath, trying to calm the tempest inside him before he confronted her.

He expected to find her window dark, curtains drawn. But as he lowered himself down the fire escape, the curtains were wide open, the window cracked and the lamp beside it lit. Clearly, she’d been expecting someone. Maybe Leo or Raph had seen him leaving and warned her.

He slipped inside quietly. The lamp beside him was the only light on in her tiny apartment. He could hear the water dripping off his skin as it hit the hardwood floor below him. He waited a moment to see if she would come out and greet him, like she always did, no matter what time he showed up or what she had been in the middle of. She didn’t.

Maybe that should’ve been his first sign. He never would’ve done this with a clear mind. He would’ve called out to her, announced his presence. He never would’ve stomped through her home soaking wet. But here he was, marching into the shadows determined to get an explanation. There had to be a damned good reason behind this.

He found Angel in her bedroom, just sitting on the edge of the bed in the dark. She didn’t look up as he paused in the doorway, and somehow that pissed him off more. He almost expected her to be bewildered, shocked at his unannounced visit, his reaction. Or maybe she would’ve put up a fight, defending her actions and meeting his anger head on. Her inaction made him realize that it wasn’t just anger he was feeling, it was helplessness too.

“What did you do?” he asked quietly, breaking the silence. His hands started to shake.

He heard her take a breath and brace herself. “Donnie, please-,”

“What did you do?” he repeated, his voice cracking.

She stood up, reaching a hand out for him. “Please don’t be mad Donnie, I just-,”

He turned away. Any other time he would gladly let her touch him, but not now. He worried his anger would burst out of his skin, taking both of them with it. “No.” He hated how low and firm his voice sounded. He took another step back, trying to rein himself in. “I want to hear you say it. I want to hear it from you.”

“You heard.” He hated how her voice reflected his own, so devoid of emotion.

“You’re damn right I fucking heard!” He whirled back around on her. Her neighbors definitely heard him. In the darkness he couldn’t see her face, but he knew his outburst surprised her. Good.

“Donnie, this isn’t how I meant-,”

“You didn’t even have the decency to tell me. I had to hear it from Leo and Raph,” he spat out. He didn’t add that even they didn’t tell him, he just overheard. He squeezed his fists tighter. “You still won’t even tell me. I thought we were closer than that. I guess I was wrong.” All the nights they spent together flashed before his eyes. They meant something to him, and at the time he thought they meant something to her too.

“Donnie, you’re not being fair.” Her voice came out hard. Maybe he’d get that fight he wanted after all.

He scoffed. “Oh, and you are?”

“This doesn’t have to change anything-,”

“This changes everything!” he countered. He paced away from her. How could she say that?

“This doesn’t have to change us,” she finished in a quiet voice.

Donnie stopped in his tracks. So there was an ‘us’ now? What exactly did that mean? And why did that cut him to his core?

He didn’t hear her come up behind him, and her hand on his arm startled him. “Sorry. Let me get you a towel.” Silence was her answer as she left. Towels seemed unimportant right now.

She returned, turning on the bedroom light as she walked in. Under normal circumstances he would’ve taken the opportunity to observe her bedroom, but he couldn’t take his eyes off her. If he had, he would’ve seen the stuffed turtle he made her laying next to her pillow, and his old sweatshirt.

“You joined the foot clan.”

His words stopped her. She held out the towel and wouldn’t meet his gaze. He didn’t take it.

She sighed and threw the towel on the bed. Her face flickered as her brow scrunched up, trying not to betray her emotions. She crossed her arms and said, “I joined the foot clan.”

His anger took a backseat to the ice cold dread that settled over him. Part of him wished he had taken that towel, that maybe it would’ve warmed him up and help fight off this anxiety. He knew he wouldn’t be able to function if anything happened to her. Angel was the first thing he thought about in the mornings and he couldn’t count the nights he fell asleep looking at her picture. It wasn’t a question of if something would happen to her, it was a matter of when. And he wouldn’t be able to do a damn thing about it.

He heard her take another deep breath as he pulled himself out of his thoughts. She met his gaze head on, her face set and determined. Yet her voice wavered slightly as she said, “What are you going to do about it?”

A million ideas flashed through his mind. He could turn and walk out and never see her again. He could drag her back to the lair to keep her safe and out of harm’s way. He could stand here and argue with her until she saw reason, and not take no for an answer.

But he didn’t do any of those things. Instead, he surged forward, his hands moving of their own accord to hold her. Angel met him halfway, the determination on her face melting away into something else, something he didn’t have time to place. Everything was moving too slow for his body but too fast for his mind to keep up. One hand went to the back of her head, tangling in her hair, and the other to the small of her back. He felt her feather light touches around his waist, and saw her stand on her tip toes. His mind raced, trying to get ahead and memorize everything, especially the soft way her lips parted, just as she closed her eyes.

What was he going to do about it? To start, he was going to hold her close, and kiss her. Everything else could come later.

[anon-of-the-void]

Meeting the MutantCity! family pt.1

Meeting Donnie was a shock to both, first and foremost. After Aden's portal opened right over Don's table where he was working on a potion, the yokai crashed right into his table, breaking it (it was government funded, Don's take on a table would not have budged an inch).

Startled he managed to jump back, but lost the grip on his potion as remaining balance and keeping his undevided attention on the intruder was far more important.

With a huff, Aden rolled off of what remained from the once perfectly fine table.

"Ugh, I really need to learn how to work that thing...", Aden mumbled, still out of breath from the sudden impact.

Donnie had regained his composure and approached the yokai cautiously, his work long forgotten.

"Who are you and how did you open this portal?", the soft shell turtle inquired in a stern voice.

Finally taking in their surroundings, Aden realized she was in the lab of no other than a younger Donatello look-alike.

"Uncle Don?", she asked in disbelief.

"Uncle?! What do you mean 'Uncle Don'? You must be mistaken. Maybe a concussion? The fall was pretty hefty-"

"Is your name Donatello Hamato?", Aden asked in a more certain tone, confident that her head was fine.

Unsure about what to make of this situation, Donnie nodded his head yes.

"What year is it and what planet are we on?"

"It is Tuesday, May 3rd, 2066 on earth. Now could you -I dunno- fill me in on the details so I don't look like some dummy dum dum in my very own significantly underpaid government funded research lab. You know, just an idea-"

Being cut off again, Don'd rather kick the yokai out but curiosity was eating away at him rapidly.

"Did you fight in the Kraang invasion?"

"As a matter of fact, we did. It was traumatizing sure, but we won and maybe single handedly changed the entire world's view of mutants and yokai. Now would you explain yourself?!", the genius pressed, kneeling before the young yokai and holding onto their shoulders with his insect-shell arms. His intense stare stressed the importance of the details to him.

"I think I just travelled to another dimension...", they mumbled moreso to herself.

They just stared at each other for about 3 awkward seconds, faces blank trying to process it all.

"For science's sake, child, I need answers!"

"Ok! Ok, geez just give me a second." Aden got up, making the turtle fall back and land on his butt, spider arms letting go of the familiar purple hoodie.

Sitting on the ground, Donnie was turned around to face the fire salamander who now stood before him with arms extended, wildy gesturing to help him visualize just what happened in her reality.

"So, to keep it simple, there was a Kraang invasion in 2022 on earth, your family fought but ultimately, the resistance failed. The aliens wanted revenge so they enslaved everyone on this planet and introduced a 'holiday' where they'd go on a killing spree. Eventually, you escaped in a space ship and found an earth-like planet you made your new home. The mystic warrior powers within you grew stronger and served as a protective shield around the planet. More people found your planet and lived together in harmony. So did my family. One by one you grew too old to keep the planet safe and each one of you entered a freezer thingy you had invented for that purpose alone. I come from the year 2107 from our new home planet SaHea where at last, Michael-Angelo joined you in your eternal sleep to protect our home. I am here to stop the Kraang from attacking SaHea. I can't do it alone. I took this gem the young Donatello found. It is filled with portal magic according to your AI's records. I used it to find people that could help put an end to the aliens. The fact that it not only sent  me to another place in another time but a whole other reality-"

"... incredible."

"Wait, you said you have defeated the Kraang before! You could do it again! Oh I am so releaved I found you!"

But when Aden's eyes fell on the turtle still sittig on the ground, her happieness was short lived. "Y-you would help me, right? You wouldn't just leave us to die, would you?"

Donnie turned away. He hated those ugly feelings, the bad emotions. Swallowing the lump that has formed in his throat, he looked back at them. Eyes glossed over just thinking about what he had just heard.

"Look, kid, we did defeat the Kraang but-but we were lucky. We are old now. Not to mention what would happen when we met ourselves in another reality. The fact Casey Junior did not throw our reality out of balance was lucky enough but then again he did not exist in our reality at that time and with the course of it, he never would have. We can't help you and I hope other me's will say the same thing."

Tears stung in her eyes. She has only heard stories of the brothers. Who knew Michael-Angelo was sugar coating his genius brother's words in the story times. Or was it the raging hurt what losing hope felt like? Whatever the case might have been, they decided, they didn't like Donatello very much but he was also her only link connecting them and the new world they stumbled into.

Donnie dropped his lab coat over the yokai's shoulders just like he has seen in Raph's sappy rom-coms when the girl was in distress.

"Come on, kid, I am  sure my brothers would love to meet you. Be prepared for at least three heroic speeches and too many terrible puns from Leo, Mikey's home-cooked meals that will melt away your worries and a new outfit made by Raph. And a shower. You look rough and you smell aweful." With that conclusion, Don left a meter between them during the walk home.

Maybe he was right, nobody would put their happy life on the line when their alternative versions were already practically out of the picture and they had no bonds with whoever was part of that doomed world. After all, it was not their own to worry about.  Now, Aden just felt guilty.

Meeting big guy Raph was a blessing to Donnie's nostrils.

On their walk, Don had already filled the family in on the details and asked them to prepare a warm but not overwhelming welcome.

On entering the small yet cozy corner house on a vacant little side street in the heart of New York City, the smell of pizza gyoza and jasmine tea hugged them like a soft blanket.

"We are home! Pops, get off of that TV, those ads do your heart no good."

Around the corner, a round head with an orange bandana peeked out. Aden just froze in her step, staring at her former care taker's younger self. Dinner is ready in 30. Raph is prepping a bath for you, just up the stairs and left. I'm Mikey, by the way but I am sure you know that already."

Aden nodded her head while whispering an introduction. Don gave her a gentle push towards the stairs.

Once she reached the top, she turned her head to the left and was met with a giant spiky shell of a snapping turtle with the tail wagging happily.

"Raphael Hamato?", they asked timidly, feeling a bit out of place intruding on their life like that.

"Oh, you must be the kid from another dimension! Just call me Raph. I was not sure what you liked so I just prepped a bunch of my favourite bath salts and stuff. Looking at you, Leo's hoodie might be a bit big. But we can fix that after dinner. Uh, you know how to work a bath tub? (He was not sure if she even knew what a bath tub was. Did they have them where she comes from?)"

"I do. We did have them at home too.", Aden informed him, struggling to keep a straight face.

"Ah, good. Just checking. Leave your dirty stuff by the washer and no need to rush. When you are done, join us for dinner?"

And with that he left her standing in front of the open bathroom door. Watching him leave, Aden had wanted to thank him but just couldn't get a word out.

With a bummed outlook on life at the moment, the slamander yokai ran themselves a bath and sank into the warm bubbly water. It smelled like citrus and flowers.

Aden came down to what they assumed was the kitchen and a joyful mess of the four brothers, three women, a man, an old yokai and an old rat. When they were noticed, standing there, buried by Leo's hoodie, the banter quieted down significantly. "Ah just in time!", Mikey cheered at the sight of them. "Help me lay the table, dear?", the old yokai inquired as he placed a good amount of plates in her arms. "Follow me."

At the dinner table, it was obvious everyone held back on questions so Aden decided to take the initiative and thank them for everything.

"Not a problem, really."

"This is the most exciting thing happening in a while, I tell you."

...

"So, Aden, what do you think about finally meeting the Leonardo Hama-"

"Nardo, seriously."

"Dude, you can't just jump on that topic like that!"

"Leo, they have just escaped a second Kraang attack. We are heros unable to help her, be sensible for once."

"No, really, it is alright. The aliens were my standard tuesday for years. It is nothing new and; I am sorry, Donatello, for my reaction. You are right. It is dangerous and I should have known."

"You couldn't have, since other me has already left before your arrival. Although, I have a proposition. We take our time figuring out together how your gem stone works since time seems to be of no importance in your case and y-" "You be part of our little family for the time being!"

Aden jumped up, waving her arms in the air in panic.

"No, I couldn't ask that of you! I am forever grateful for everything already I could never-"

"WE INSIST!", everyone encouraged in union.

After everything was cleaned up, Raph invited her to his walk-in dresser to take measurements for a more fitting look (and because Leo wanted his favourite hoodie back for a sleepover planned later that week at his boyfriend's place).

"Wow those designs are really pretty!"

"Oh uh, thank you! Would you like to help me make your clothes?"

"I'd like that. Thank you, Raph!", Aden beamed at him.

"I mean we are technically family in another reality, so don't mention it. Anyway, what color were we thinking?"

"Surprise me."

[refriedrambles]

Alrighty right, so gotta bit sick getting back on track

Rise isn't what I was expecting so far, but I think I like it better the way it is

It's goofy, like genuinely goofy and you can tell a lotta love was put into making it

It makes me cringe but like again that's more of a medium thing with me. I hard cringe at most shows I watch. Definitely a me problem. But I think I figured out how to deal with that and get through shows for the most part

Absolutely love it. Amazing show! Donnie is definitely my favorite so far

Just talking about plans and other stuff I've been enjoying past this point

I found a little music/audio software to fuck around in which seems like a good way to get into that

Been really enjoying Pirate Software's vods

Have been crushed by the fact that like nothing is free with ads on Crunchyroll anymore. Looked at like fifty shows, found all of one that was free past ep three. Sucks. My disappointment is immeasurable. Still gonna watch that one anime and then probably uninstall

What I'm doing with Being Fired and some recurring manhwa tropes inspired me to tear all my nonfanfic ideas apart and try to make something new with them which has been fun so far but has made me realize I know like nothing about geography and would very much like to learn. So two new things to do

Anyway I think Being Fired has scope creep cause I'm probably being too serious with it and it's about characters that are only lightly touched on in IZ. I intend to keep working on it until I have it finished, but may try to get the Dib fic done first. Or Epic Space Battle. Either one they're both supposed to be goofy little oneshots mainly following well established characters

When I say Being Fired has scope creep I mean I have given up on it in its current form am dumping all the Irken fics ideas I have (which is more then I'd like) into it and am trying to develop characters and plots from there. Like I have a lotta ideas that just don't work in the frame work I have for what I want and I know I can do better. I'm not really deleting anything this time around cause I did have amazing ideas, but these ideas might either end up being oneshot fics off on their own or they might get to stay in the main folds. I've yet to decide

Might mess around with that visual novel game engine too seems like a lotta fun. Don't remember the name but I got it bookmarked. This and the music thing are just dick around and try to do fun shit things. I don't want them to have the pressure I've got with art or writing

I want to get through my art courses too so I'm gonna need to set some time aside for that

Fire Emblem is trying to suck me back in

I mean I feel this strong strong urge to find my 3ds and try a new run of Awakening, Fates, and Shadows of Valentia and restart my run of Genealogy of the Holy War and like get my hands on more titles. I shouldn't have installed Heroes. I will resist the urge!

I also really wanna play Cult of the Lamp but I wanna finish at least one of the games I have before I get a new one

I am so bad at finishing games

And shows

[a-really-cool-blog-name]

I already have a couple of ideas for them. (Help me 😢 I can't draw turtles and I don't like writing book style that much, man. 😭)

WARNING I AM PROBABLY CRINGE (I will most likely look at this next year and cringe violently I am very edgy sometimes and trying to get it out.)

Also mentions of violence and killing, you know, typical evil turtle things.

So some main ideas out there

1: The turtles were actually human first they got mutated when they were young. They got into a fight with the foot, oh yeah, the foot still evil in this. It's fighting fire with fire out here. And they trying to kill them with unknown mysterious green glowing liquid™ *COUGH COUGH THE KRANGS DOING COUGH COUGH* and let's just say it didn't... work as intended. (Or maybe it worked exactly as intended 😏 just not what the foot intended *COUGH COUGH THE KRANG COUGH COUGH*)

While they do generally despise the foot for this (they have trauma and issues they have to face every day with the mutation oop sorry you kind of deserve it but not really cause you're still children at this time) they do like how it made them stronger and also allowed them to distance themselves from humanity. Speaking of humanity they absolutely hate humans and often use them as their playthings (AKA hostages, most of them either get experimented on or some variation of torture). (when asked the question of why are they friends with April and Casey if they hate humans so much all of them answered something along the lines of "well they also hate humanity")

2: You know how I mentioned how they got into a "fight" with the foot, yeah, at that point they were like all below the ages of 12 and tried to steal some things from the foot because, oh yeah, did I mention that they are orphans. (Sorry, Splinter it's for their villain origin story) Even though they do have a very sad back story and they are still a very evil. Don't forget that that's important, that's the whole point. (I can't resist angst and hurt/comfort even in my villains because they're also just people, okay? I find the juxtaposition between pure evil fun and "oh, this is kind of like a intense version of a bad future of the other versions of the turtles we know and love")

3: Despite being super mega evil, they don't actually like killing people that often. It's too permanent for them. (Torture you, sure, experiment on you, yeah, but killing you is where they draw the line.) Don't get me wrong they have definitely killed people just mostly...particular people. (R.I.P Hun you deserved it) It's not like they're very careful about not accidentally killing people, They have definitely done that many times, they love explosives. (Donnie especially) It's also not impossible for one of them to just get really angry at a hostage and just...nip the problem in the bud. (They don't particularly like to do that too often, it ends the "fun" too quick.)

4: The main story ideas I have are actually a giant crossover between a bunch of the different versions of the turtles (and the Aprils and Caseys because I like to have fun) (WAIT I JUST NOW REALIZED IF THE CASEYS WERE THERE THEN RISE CASEY WOULD RELATE FUNDAMENTALLY TO THEM AS SHE WAS ONCE IN THAT POSITION OF BEING A VILLAIN HOLD UP I AM COOKING HERE) because you know that joke that they always make in those fanfiction crossovers you know the ones that are like "Are you my evil dimensional counterpart?" I was like hmmmmmmmmmmmm funny joke but what if, reality.

And the counterparts being horrified by their evil versions (Wow, this is definitely not going to help some of them's self-esteem.) like, "Wow, that could have been us.")

However during this crossover they're probably all in their twenties at this point.

Pretend there is a cool transition line here, okay?

Mikey is the oldest and the leader and is just a total chaos being and does not care for anyone's safety (mentally or physically) (Except for his loved ones of course, they are not immune to his pranks however) Prank Master evil little jerk, he is 100% the type to do pranks that only he laughs at and the person he does it to feels horrible. Don't let this fool you he still cares deeply for his brothers. His loved ones our his number one priority even if he does torture them a little.

He's the most fleshed out in my mind mostly because I associate him with the song Jax toy (due to an animatic I saw if that song part of me things he'd have little evil robot toys of himself to control I don't know man) and that one song just titled mayonnaise because I associate that song with Donnie helping him hold the other versions of the turtles captive while their other brothers are making fried chicken in the background it's a weird song but it fits.

Donnie is the second in command (He actually really enjoys Mikey's leadership style because Mikey also indulges in the experimentation with Donnie. Evil brother bonding :D) he comes in guns a blazing literally he loves to use guns, he is a mad scientist, and he kidnaps people for his experimentation. Even though he enjoys Mikey's leadership that doesn't stop him from speaking up and telling Mikey that he can be kind of dumb sometimes especially with his plans and how he deals with hostages.

Raph is violent as all heck but actually really enjoys the chase before the fight. Nothing like chasing down your enemies silently before hitting them with a shuriken in their shoulder, am I right? He has the most scars and very little self-preservation skills. (Unlike Leo he doesn't do it on purpose he just doesn't realize how injured he's getting due to pure adrenaline) He is just as protective of his brothers as any other Raph.

Leo is the youngest this time around but don't be fooled his ego is through the roof. He's the type to on ironically say the line "I am the righteous hand of God and I am the devil that you forgot." He is very cringy but don't tell him that to his face. Slice slice mothertrucker he's still kind of has that stoic-ness to him that a lot of Leos do but it cracks very easily to be a much more jokey "plays with his food" kind of person. Don't let yourself be fooled he's still a self-sacrificial idiot. (Wow, a martyr complex and a God complex they all kind of have a god complex though how does he do it?)

April and Casey are still friends with the turtles (that's right baby they're evil too) and are a couple. I don't really have that many coherent thoughts about them (don't get me wrong I do have a lot of thoughts they're just not understandable and I'm not able to barf them out on to this) except for the fact that April is DONE with Mikey's shenanigans. And Casey Jones try to have a good home life challenge *impossible*. Also them and the turtles consider each other family but none of them are emotionally open enough to admit it.

Pretend This is another cool transition.

I need to remember that writing down my ideas causes me to flesh them out a lot more. Geez, half of that was not figured out before I started writing it down. So, yeah, that's my evil turtle ideas.

Adolescent evil turtles, adolescent evil turtles, adolescent evil turtles, Villains that are half-planned, turtle power!

I keep having original iteration evil turtles thoughts.

But I don't know how to develop an original iteration but I keep having ideas for one. (I keep associating songs with them even though they don't exist yet 😭)

[mytheoristavenue]

wsg im back again , was wondering if i could request again ! i love yr work very very much — anyway , donnie x reader ( fem or gn ) dancing in the rain together ? :D thought it would be cutee thank thank u if ya do this <3

Sure thing, thanks for the ask! Also, sorry for the long wait!

TMNT 2012 Donatello x Reader - Will you marry me?

Summary: You, now bedridden with an awful cold, recall the events that lead to your illness- a ironically warm memory.

Warnings: Aged up Donnie and reader (early twenties), pure fluff.

You sniffled, eyes watery and nose stinging, before sneezing into the tissue you'd been clinging to for dear life. You're now fiancé gave you a sympathetic smile, bringing your a steaming mug, identifying it as a special brew of herbal tea that ought to shorten the length of your cold. You thank him and he turns and leaves you to rest, and you can't help but grin, recalling the night before last.

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"Donnie, where are we going?" you giggled, trailing behind your boyfriend, keeping in the shadows right behind him.

"You'll see," he answers, peaking around the corner of a brick building. "Up here." he directs, nodding to a fire escape ladder that lead to the roof top of some apartment building. You playfully rolled your eyes as his secretiveness but did as he desired, ascending the ladder.

The sight before you made you want to faint before even stepping up onto the rooftop. The plain was thoughtfully decorated with a old wooden crates, linens, lit lanterns, and even a telescope, radio, and picnic. "God, Donnie this is..." you instantly threw yourself into his arms as soon as you were sure he was far enough from the edge, trailing off as you couldn't find the words to express your awe.

He laughed nervously, guiding you over to a comfy pallet he'd fashioned from cushions and blankets beside the telescope, and motioned for you to sit. "There's supposed to be a really rare meteor shower tonight." he said softly, peering through the instrument. "I thought it'd make for a nice date."

"You were right." you confirmed, beaming. "Could we eat first? I'm famished." you giggled peering into the picnic basket. Inside was some take out from a local Italian hole in the wall, pasta and bread sticks from the look of it. Honestly, you were just proud he didn't order pizza.

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As you both shared a tin of penne, you blinked, looking up at the sky. "What?" he asked, following your gaze.

You thought for a moment before shrugging. "Thought I felt a drop of rain." you wondered aloud. You were about to return to your food before you felt it again, two fat drops hitting your scalp. Before either of you knew it, you were both trapped under a steady down pour of night rain.

"Oh, no!" Donnie groaned, frustrated by the crashing of his plans. "there wasn't any chance of rain tonight!" his shoulders slumped with disappointment. "I'm so sorry, (Y/N). I doubt we'll even be able to see the meteor shower now, it's too cloudy." He finally sighed, feeling defeated. "Let's just go home."

"Wait," you called with a small smile. "This is still some kind of shower, we can still enjoy it." you suggested, grabbing his hands and pulling him over to you, swaying to the gentle jazz music that the radio played. You hoped it was water resistant.

The pair of you began slow dancing under the rain, while staring deeply into one another's eyes. You beamed under his loving gaze before laying your head on just plastron, letting him guide your movements.

"Hey, honeybun?" he asked, voice cracking a bit more than he would've liked. You glanced up at him, innocence in every batted lash, looking directly into his soul, unknowingly of course. "Uhm, I had planned this to play out differently..." he began, seemingly forgetting his words as fast as they came to him. "I had intended to do this during the meteor shower but..." He broke away form you, leaving you puzzled as you watched him dig through the basket to retrieve something you couldn't see. When he came back to you, he cupped your cheek in his hand, taking a second to adore the way your hair clung to your face, soaked by now. With a deep breath, he lowered himself on one knee.

"Oh my gosh," you gasped, finally understand what's happening.

"(Y/N) (L/N), when you first fell into my life, I was in the midst of my first heartbreak, and it was you that convinced me that I was more than my worth to one person." he paused to take a shaky breath before looking back up at you, more determined that before. You, on the other had you reduced to tears. "Ever since then, you've always been by my side, my number one support, and I want to be there for you, the same way you have me....(Y/N), will you marry me?"

You instantly tackled him, causing him to panic a bit to make sure the ring was secure in his fist. "Yes, yes, a million times, yes!" you peppered his face with joyful kisses, tears streaming down your face as he laughed, holding your left hand and sliding the band onto your finger. You laid against him, fingers curved to the clouds, admiring your new ring. It was a simple one, made of a white metal with a piece of lilac glass in oval cut. It wasn't anything expensive, most likely hand made, but you loved it all the same.

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You carefully sipped your tea before setting it down, the shine of light refracting off your gemstone, catching your attention. You brought your hand closer to your gaze, smiling down at it lovingly. You may be sick now, but to you, a little runny nose is well worth spending the rest of your life with the one you love.

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