#Hamato High

[beannary]

do NOT tell me that the design i made for the new oozesquito catcher would not work I was so in the trenches trying to figure out how it was going to look and this is just what we are going with

This is part 42 of The Little Prince Separated AU

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[turtleblogatlast]

Every single member of the Hamato family is equipped with the cantrip Vicious Mockery and 80% of its use is friendly fire.

[afreakingdork]

Donnie has a bit of an idea by @birdsnout 🤭

Depicted as 20+

1 - 2 - 3

[intotheelliwoods]

Pre-orders have arrived! <- Come get your boy!

Closing the listing on late Sunday the 19th! Shipping should start no later than December 21st, assuming theres no overseas shipping delays, and assuming they keychains dont get lost to transit hell!

[imagionationstation]

*Rant Incoming*

Warning: Tired & Emotional Author did not check for emotional errors. This is not the usual “facts & research” essay. It may feel attackish. It may feel like a targeting accusation. I guess, in a way, it is. I apologize. But I need to speak.

Sometimes I wish I could be that creator.

The kind who can say mean, hateful things about RISE and walk away. The kind that can go in depth to explain how truly bad Splinter is and how furious Leon makes me and how the way the Foot are portrayed feels like a betrayal to the Foot’s history and everything else cringy or mortifying about that series.

But I can’t. Because that’s not fair.

Because if I spent every single day hating on Rise when I remember something that upsets me, everyone would be rightly upset.

There are people out there who adore this show and I’m just sitting here going through every reason why their favorite thing is stupid.

That doesn’t seem like a nice thing to do by any means.

Just because I have an opinion doesn’t mean I have to share it.

Just because I dislike a character design or certain aspects doesn’t make the show as a whole an inherently awful show. Heck, (as an example, not a truth) just because I dislike every single thing about a show doesn’t make the show itself inherently awful!

I think we should be able to agree on that for any tmnt iteration.

So why is it that 2012 happens to be the favorite outliner?

Why is it that I can’t go a week without someone reminding me how inherently awful and disgusting and terrible it is? Why is it that I’m biased and nostalgic and that’s the only reason that I could like the show, and one day, I’ll have to take a step back and realize how awful it is? How abusive and cringe and stupid it is?

Some days I get online after long, stressful days to indulge and relax and maybe even write- and then someone comes up to tell me how dumb or horrid my love for the show is. And I don’t even want to do any of that anymore because a part of my brain is looking at the screen and wondering, “Maybe they’re right.”

And then I’m miserable because I know that’s not fair.

Why do you get to stand in the way of what I love? Why can’t you talk about the series that you love and adore, and just ignore 2012? What joy do you get out of tearing down the one thing that keeps me sane?

It isn’t like people are sitting down to explain anything. To acknowledge character development or changes or to explain the inherently abusive things the ninja family does and take into account their heritage and bond and then reason why it’s still bad.

It’s always the same things.

“The brothers are so horrible and abusive-”

Great, so don’t watch the show.

“The love triangle is so cringe and Donnie is a creepy stalker-”

Great, so don’t watch the show.

“Splinter is literally The Worst example of Splinters in any iteration-”

Great, so don’t watch the show.

“Leo is so boring and stiff Ugh I can’t believe season three exists-”

Great, so don’t watch the-

“Raph is so mean and cruel and he always takes it out on Mikey-”

Great, so don’t watch-

“Mikey is a poor baby who has never done anything wrong and just likes playing around and doesn’t deserve anything that his family ever throws his way and it’s like they aren’t family at all-”

Great, so-

“That isn’t how REAL brothers would act.”

Great.

Just. Great.

Thanks for sharing.

[luxtoony]

YOU.

@dandylovesturtles YOU. (grabs you by the shoulders and shakes like a maniac) How do you dare make me feel so much?!(should I tag this as spoilers?)

I've read "I may be invisible but I still look good" in one sitting, taking breaks to scream into oblivion about my pain, about how casual and natural the dialogue is, how pacing goes smoothly between the softer and harsher events, and so so so much more.

And so here I am bc I had to make something

This moment was so rough, I keep thinking about it all the time.

It may not be THE favourite moment exactly (that one will be made later) but it is from the disaster twins arc, which I adored and cried through the most (as well as the first two/three chapters) bc I am very very weak (and all the other arcs were made equally as great) . I love the story, the villains,the jokes, the character development and characterization and so so so much! I was so happy with many solutions and ideas because they matched my line of thought and didn't leave any annoying holes in the logic ✧⁠\⁠(⁠>⁠o⁠<⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠✧

So. Can't wait for the next part and in the meantime I humbly ofer this lil comic-y fanart

I will be back and I will ramble more, I'm sorry

[vomirdolls-trilogi3s]

Dracutello but is not ironically posted

[wanderinguteruspress-blog]

This has been sitting unfinished for ages and I finally got in the right mood for it

[shaemss]

could u guys tell leo is my fav character?

wanted to try angles lately so i took this pose ref from pintrest, i’m not to proud of his face or some of the limbs and shading but you can’t get better unless u practice! reblogs r heavily appreciated!

[titular-twins-tournament]

[spiltsoup]

Being the lesbian I am I post a lot about women on this blog but here are some male characters that make me happy. I want to be best friends with these guys

[darth-sonny]

donnie vibes

[whattraintracks]

Y'all, "Big Brawl - Part 1" was so funny to me. It's like sneaking into your dad's high school reunion and figuring out he—and also your grandpa, apparently??—was captain of the football team and the most popular kid in school. But wait! There's more! You also find out that he went toe to toe with the school's biggest baddest bully and had to be saved by Some Dude™️. And then, surprise! The principal likes your dad so much that he's gonna let you play on the football team, too. And the principal's son, who tried to kill you once, doesn't want to kill you anymore (sus) and wants to help you out (double sus). I haven't even watched the other parts yet since this one was so bonkers to wrap my head around.

[bambiraptorx]

Remember that AU of Minor Interference where Draxum doesn't have the mystic oath hold him back? I finally figured out a way to continue it yay!

Previous parts: Part 1, Part 2

Content Warnings: child abuse, injuries, implied/referenced violence, eye trauma

Raph doesn't like the way Draxum is looking at his eye.

He doesn't like the way Draxum's gauntlet is warm against his skin as it holds his face or the way that the man's breath gusts lightly across his scales or the deep, almost concerned frown on that blue mask, and he certainly doesn't like the way Draxum mutters under his breath. Raph doesn't know if it's because he's upset or because he doesn't want to be heard, but it can't be a good sign.

He doesn't like the way his eye throbs or his vision on that side is blurred, either, but he's trying not to think too much about that.

Draxum withdraws his hand and curses. Raph feels like doing the same, but keeps his mouth shut. He doesn't like to talk around Draxum if he can help it; it just feels safer that way.

"I can't heal that."

What? But—but Draxum always heals whatever he does, he has to be able to heal it. Raph half-raises a hand, then thinks better of it, and switches to his other arm. Better not to mess with the dislocated shoulder too much.

"Um, w-why not?"

Draxum shifts his position to Raph's side, his hands already poised to adjust the hanging arm. "Eyes are too delicate and it's nothing I was trained in. Anything I'd do would run just as much of a risk as causing more damage, maybe permanent damage."

The icy fear that never quite leaves Raph's chest anymore reaches up his throat, coiling around his skull and prodding the ache in his eye. "Permanent? You—you can't fix it?"

If Draxum can't fix it... what's going to happen to him? What's gonna happen to his eye? What if his sight doesn't come back, what if he loses it—

He grunts as Draxum's magic jerks his shoulder back into place, the ligaments twitching as muscle and bone try to remember how they're supposed to sit.

Draxum sighs through his teeth as his magic reorganizes Raph's body. "There's nothing I can do, yes. But don't worry, I know... someone. They might be able to help."

---

Raph is less disoriented by Draxum's portals than Leo's, something he'll never admit out loud. But Leo would have at least told him where they were going.

It's a small building, one the Baron has to duck his head to enter, and Raph's elbow spikes scrape against the doorway as he follows. It feels old, but clean, like it's much older than Raph is but kept in good condition, and judging from the mild humming of mystic energy, it's somewhere in the Hidden City.

"Tourmaline, I require your assistance," Draxum calls. Raph looks around the room, unsure what to make of it. There's a handful of variously sized chairs, a table with unfamiliar equipment and a window to another room above it, and a poster in some language he doesn't know with a diagram of an eye. Or maybe it's multiple languages? Hard to make out, with the blurry vision and all.

"I'll have you know my hours of operation are listed on the door you opened to get in here, Baron," a dry voice calls through the window. A large snake sticks their head through it, their neck as thick around as Raph's bicep. "Or have you forgotten how to read?"

"Don't play games with me, Tourmaline," Draxum snaps. "This is a matter of importance. I have someone who needs healing."

The serpent huffs. "I'm an odd first choice for that, given that my specialty is—"

"It's an eye injury. You treat eyes. Surely the connection is obvious."

The snake swivels their head towards Raph. "Ah. That doesn't look good, how did it happen?"

Raph opens his mouth to answer, but Draxum beats him to it. "Training accident. We were sparring, a blow landed when I didn't expect it to. It was my fault, I'm afraid."

None of that explanation is exactly wrong, but it feels like it is.

"Training, hm?" Tourmaline's eyes don't narrow (they don't have eyelids, after all), but their tone splits the difference between curious and suspicious as they slither out of the window and onto the table below. "You seem to be on the younger end. What is your name?"

Raph blinks (and ignores the subsequent pain in his eye). He wasn't quite expecting to be addressed. "Uh, Raphael. I'm fifteen."

He gets the impression that if Tourmaline had eyebrows, they would be shooting up. "Fifteen? That's... that's very young to be training with the likes of the Baron. How exactly did that arrangement occur?"

"He's my apprentice," Draxum cuts in. "Unofficially, as of yet."

Tourmaline drops to the ground, or at least, the first part of them does. It looks like they've still got a lot to bring though the window. "And you chose to spar with him anyway, without that legal protection? His parents could prosecute—"

"The paperwork hasn't come through yet. And my immediate priority is treating his eye, not dealing with matters of responsibility." Draxum's tone is sharp, his words rushed together. "Now will you heal him, or will I be forced to delay treating his injury by finding someone else?"

"You're toeing a very serious line here, Baron. This could be reportable to—"

"Heal him, berate me after. His injuries are more important than anything else. Don't drag this out for him."

The serpent sighs. "Fine, fine. Just let me finish coming in." They slither their way around Draxum and Raph, the end of their tail finally coming through the window in the wall, and come to a rest in front of Raph. Even knowing they're a person, it's a little unnerving to be so close to a snake so big. Their head raises to his eye level, swaying slightly.

"The eye is clearly ruptured, judging from the distortion of the globe, conjunctival bleeding, and misshapen pupil. I'd presume that your vision has been affected?"

Raph nods.

"Time is of the essence in healing it properly. I can't guarantee your vision will go back to normal, but many emergency healers aren't trained fully in the intricacies of eyes. Credit where it's due to your mentor, I suppose. He was right to bring you here." They coil the very end of their tail around Raph's wrist, a lightness to the touch.

"You're likely too young to have much experience being healed, but don't worry. You're in good hands, so to speak."

Raph is actually very familiar with how healing works, but he doesn't get the chance to say that before energy flows into his body, up to his face.

The snake's mystics are different than Draxum's—softer, kinder. They wash up his arm in a gentle, numbing wave. He barely feels it as they nudge his eye back into shape and put the tissues back in order. It takes longer than Draxum would have spent by several minutes, but it barely hurts. It doesn't even itch by the time Tourmaline draws their tail from his hand.

"There, finished. Look around for me."

Raph does. It's better than before—his eye no longer throbs, and for the most part his vision is clear again. "It's, uh, still a bit fuzzy."

Tourmaline nods. "It may return to normal on its own, it may not. If it doesn't clear up in a few days, have Draxum bring you back. Now take a seat. Healing can have odd effects when you aren't used to it, and it's best to relax for a while afterward."

Raph obeys. He's more tired than he usually is after healing. Maybe Donnie will have some theories on why that is, if he remembers to tell him later. For now, though, he'll enjoy having a chair sturdy enough to hold him. He leans back as much as he can, eyes closed.

Something clinks, metal against metal. "Here is your payment."

"My rates haven't changed, Draxum, and I trust you have not forgotten how to count. Why the extra?"

"For the, ah, inconvenience. And because..." a swallow. "I may have been slightly more blunt and demanding than truly necessary. It was—I want the boy safe, you understand. His injuries are worrisome to me."

Which is a load of bullshit, because Draxum wouldn't cause them if it were true. But still, the serpent seems to accept it. "You and your apprentices, Baron, always getting so attached. He's in good hands."

A gap in the conversation that might leave room for a nod, or might not. Steps click in Raph's direction, pausing in front of him. "Come, Cypress. Time to go."

Raph doesn't really want to. But it's not about what he wants, when it comes to Draxum.

He opens his eyes and stands. Nods once. And follows Draxum through the portal he opens. What else is there to do?

[koko-heads]

THEM!!!!!!!!!!!

LOOK AT THEM!!!

[undercoverbisexualfrog]

Another TMNT AU Based on Another Show I Vaguely Remember From My Childhood (Ever After High)

Note - They’re all humanoids so the mutant characters are all less animalistic Royals + Reasons: Leonardo Fa - Son of Mulan, wants to protect his people Michelangelo Hatter - Son of the Mad Hatter, loves his story and loves Wonderland April Ella - Daughter of Cinderella, likes her story Casey Hood - Son of Robin Hood, really wants to be a hero Takeshi ‘Tiger Claw’ Burns - Son of Hades, likes being a villain Anton Wonderland - Son of Alice in Wonderland, likes exploring Ivan Hearts - Son of the Queen of Hearts, happy to rule Renet Godmother - Daughter of the Fairy Godmother, likes wish-granting

Rebels + Reasons: Raphael Charming - Son of Prince Charming, doesn’t want to be a prince Donatello Beauty - Son of Sleeping Beauty, hates the idea of sleeping for 100 years Karai Queen - Daughter of the Evil Queen, doesn’t want to be evil Shinigami Waru - Daughter of Maleficent, doesn’t want to be evil Chris Beautibeast - Son of Beauty and the Beast, in love with Xever Xever Bruxa-do-Mar - Son of the Sea Witch (Ursula), happy being a villain but in love with Chris, also he doesn’t want to live in ‘the dark icky part of the ocean’ Baxter Knight - Son of the White Knight, would rather study than be a knight Mona Lisa White - Daughter of Snow White, would rather fight for herself Alopex Burns - Daughter of Hades, she doesn’t actually care, it’s really just to spite her family

Staff: Splinter and Shredder - Headmasters Rockwell - Science/Magic Slash - Gym Leatherhead - Cooking

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