#but i can't fuckin draw turtles :')

[eternalknoxy]

I have an amazing rottmnt shitpost idea, and I can't wait to draw it (or attempt to draw it)

Mikey: *explaining color theory* Okay! So what did we learn about color theory? What about the color red, Raph?

Raph: OH! That it stands for leadership and strength!-

Donatello: It looks great in a children's hospital

Leo: *laughing in the background*

[kourabiedes]

Carmine and Kieran Roleswap AU: Indigo Disk Edition

A while back I posted this thing, here's the rest of it! Long AU under the cut, there be turtles afoot. No pictures this time, sorry folks!

Right, so, the Indigo Disk.  Carmine is still the one who promotes you to Cyrano as an ideal exchange student, because she wants you to show yourself and be crushed.  She's changed dramatically in appearance, and the aggressive part of her personality is fully on display.  Kieran has been the one running around with Briar in various regions.  Carmine has taken over the Blueberry League and is running it with an iron fist.  She's also tweaked her team to be thoroughly savage.  Maybe Sinistcha in this universe has a third evolution, or her ace is a different Pokemon entirely.  Point is, she has basically laid a trap for you.  It's not a very good trap, since her whole goal is just to smack you down with witnesses, but it's a trap nonetheless.

So you go to Blueberry Academy, get initiated, then Kieran calls and is excited you're here!  But he's also worried about his little sister because she's acting fuckin weird and he hopes you can help... again, Kieran is kinda oblivious to emotional cues and probably doesn't entirely realize Carmine would happily disembowel you right now.  Drayton shows himself and invites you to the League Club Room.  The scheming bastard is hoping to use your presence to overthrow Carmine as Champion, as in canon.  He invites you to the cafeteria to meet with the rest of the E4 and Herself, to discuss you formally joining the BBL*.   Carmine doesn't notice you at first, since she's busy eyeballing Drayton hatefully, but the minute she's aware of your presence she laser locks on you.  She knows why you're here.  She doesn't even really register the E4 debating whether you should be allowed to join, until Drayton asks for her opinion.  She eyeballs him  --  she knows he's scheming, but he's also played exactly the card she wanted to come up.  Of course she wants you to join.  What could be better, in fact?  She can pull strings and let you start at the level that lets you challenge the 4.  The unusual nature of the situation will draw gossip.  The rest of the BBL* will be fascinated.  There will be eyes everywhere.

And when you make it to the top, she'll be waiting, ready to cut you down in front of the entire student body.

So you're in.

It's only when he walks in on half the E4 and his sister inducting you into the BBL* that Kieran realizes how bad the situation actually is.  He tries to reason with Carmine, only to be dismissed coldly.

For a while, everything proceeds exactly as she wants it to.  She knew you could defeat the E4.  She knew you would make it to her.  She knew you would be across the field from her, and she's worked so hard to be ready for you.

Then, you fight her down to the wire.  She pulls out all the stops.  You're down to one Pokemon apiece and she has her ace out and Terastallized and she knows she has you.

Your final Pokemon... is Ogerpon.  The monster.  The martyr.  In either case, a symbol of Kitakami, of home.

And for a moment, just a crucial, critical moment, Carmine no longer knows why she's doing this.

Ogerpon Terastallizes her mask, swings her cudgel, and Carmine's ace falls, vanishing into its Pokeball in a flash of light.  Ogerpon roars, and Carmine wants to scream, but she can't manage so much as a whimper.

Her trap sprang, and you turned it back to bite her instead.  Now it's her that's on her knees, while the student body turns its back.

Of the people who are still able to react, Drayton moves first, and he does so to get a little of his own back at her.  He leans down and taunts her, and now, she does scream.  You and Kieran both want to help her, but now everyone with a Problem with this event is gathering to air them and getting in your face.

Then the intercom goes off, and you and half the rest of those present are summoned to a classroom, and Briar's discussing a trip into Area Zero  --  your second at least!  --  and it could not be a worse time.  Carmine agrees immediately when Briar mentions Terapagos, and Kieran agrees when she does because he's not sure what she might do in this state, and you agree because among other things, Geeta is gazing at you from across the room and she knows you went down there once already and her expression says I will come down on you like Hell itself if you don't agree to help with this.  So you go.

Area Zero is as much a Lost World as ever and you descend, down, down, down to the Lab where you fought for your life not so long ago, and then further because of the weird disk Geeta gave you before you left.  You didn't think Area Zero could get weirder, but it does.  There are Pokemon down here doing things you have never seen before, and you can't help but wonder if this weird Terastal energy is messing you up too.  Meanwhile Carmine's got a strange closed expression you don't trust, though now she's starting to act a little more like the girl from Kitakami and not the BBL* Champion in this unfamiliar place.  Kieran is watching her, but he's as off balance as you are down here.  Briar is absolutely no help.

Then you're in the deepest spot, and there's a crystal that could be Terapagos, and Carmine comes to life.  Surely, if she has a legendary Pokemon of her own, she can finally take you down.  Briar eggs her on and Kieran tries to dissuade her.

They wake up the turtle.

The turtle takes a look around and its gaze locks on to you.

In canon, Kieran has the Ogerpon experience foremost in his mind when Terapagos almost chooses you.  Carmine doesn't have that, but she's no less quick to throw her Master Ball and capture it.  Letting it reach you would be another win for you, and she cannot have that, not now, not after all this!  The Master Ball does its job, and she picks it up with an expression torn between exultation and terror.

Briar then does exactly the wrong thing in a situation that was already bad and pushes her to use the damn turtle so she can study it.  She locks eyes with you.

But Terapagos, like many legendary Pokemon, has a mind of his own, and he clearly doesn't care for being woken up and stuffed into a ball.  He fights for her, but his power is minimal, and Ogerpon beats him easily.  Then Briar suggests Terastallizing, and Carmine floods the little fella with energy, and suddenly a young god is awake... and angry.

At that moment, everyone present learns what happens when someone tries to capture a legendary Pokemon who feels nothing for them.  The Master Ball shatters, and Terapagos strikes out at Carmine.  She recoils in terror and it could have ended there for her, except that you're there, and your partner 'raidon is faster than any crystal turtle.  She looks at you as if she's seeing you for the first time, and maybe, in a way, she kind of is.

If you had a nickel for every time a berserk legendary Pokemon had tried to kill you in Area Zero, you'd have two nickels, which isn't a lot but it's weird it happened twice.  Now you have to fight the tiny, overwhelmed turtle, and Kieran's down to his Hydrapple, and Carmine has locked up in horror because now she realizes how much of this was her fault and also completely unnecessary.  But she finally snaps out of it and comes to your aid, and hot damn if you both don't kick the ass of a legendary turtle.

Then, on the way home, it takes Carmine the entire trip to work up the courage to ask you to start over again.  Maybe you could be friends this time, for real.

You tell her "fuck no" and skip off into the sunset holding hands with Kieran and Ogerpon.

Okay no please don't do that.  Maybe the thought crosses your mind though, because man she has put you through the wringer...

Oh yeah and like a month later Kieran does the mochi dance

*brazilian butt league

[trashlama]

I totally agree Bowser was definitely a yandere in that movie! Peaches even sounds like a yandere song if you sang it in a dark tone .

🎶“At the end of the line , I’ll make you mine”🎶

Also hi I just saw your drawing of bunny/rabbit and omg it looks amazing ! So cute love the details ! 💗💗💗💗

Thanks! I'm glad you enjoyed the post. Quick thing I just want to address before I continue.↓

Sorry it's taking so long on all these reqs, I suck I know. Tbh with guys I've been really focusing on the Future yandere Raph one-shot part of Yandere Future Turtle's series I've got going on forever now. It's killing me. Like I can't tell you guys how many drafts I've scrapped in the last two months. Thoooouugh now; I think I've got the plot I like soooo hopefully I can get that out soon😅. Though only time can tell...

I also want to mention damn folks you guys are all radical. I love the reqs from this community! It keeps things interesting~

Sorry about all the rablin'! Anyways—

In the Raph pet name post I had mentioned how I already had some Sun Wukong/and LMK sketches? Well here we are.

(Monkey King Reborn, LMK)

The one to the right is the drawin' I'm soooo fuckin' sad about! It was my favorite! I can't tell you how long that baby took me when I first sketched it out 😭. It twas my precious...

Though that's okay because I got more of my favorites that I plan to post some time in a big ole drawin' dump. So if you like Pucca, FNAF, Betty Boo, Sonic and more. I would keep an eye out for that.

Speaking of precious things~ I need to give my kitty some love.

Thank you everyone for looking and your support! I hope you guys have a great week!

[leo-kinnie]

Lin Lin Lin I DO THAT SEEING GREEN AND GOING "THIS REMINDS ME SANDRO!!" THING

I even named my golden turtle ring sandro (idk why or how it happened I saw it and was like "yeah thats sandro"). I realize this happens to do nothing with the subject I was talking about. Oh well- ANYWYAS I love that info maybe stealing that info if you're OK with very short fics of sandros

Also yeah!! Portal Jacked!! And ooh I forgot about mind meld talk :0 hehehe it was a joy to read. Now. *looks at you with the biggest eyes ever* Ash info please?????? Anything about him????? Rant us about ash????

-☆staranon☆

COMES AT U LIKE THIS

ASH HAS A BAD MEMORY BECAUSE OF THE KRAANG

I dont know if anybody has looked at his toyhouse page or read his story there, but immediately upon "joining" their side, his concept of time was FUCKED, that was all this asshole's doing *points at Krang Prime*

I mean. It's a little TOO easy to fuck with someone's mind when they're asleep, especially when they're a hard sleeper like Ash is.

He eventually began to lose memories too, really important things that reminded him why he loved his family / the good times he's had with them. It fucked with him so bad (and he wasn't even AWARE of it) that it damaged his control on his ninpo.

Sandro's ninpo, in ANY au, has always been controlled by Unfiltered love and trust for his family. It's why OG!Sandro unlocked his ninpo in season 1 like how Raph did; he already loves and trusts his family with everything. Blindly.

It's also why Carefree!Sand can't unlock his ninpo. He loves his family, but he doesn't trust them with things he should, like his core personality or his fears and deep longing. He's obsessed with being the perfect big brother for them and to help Raph feel less stress; so much so that he curated a facade of always-calm and never-bothered.

And Ash? Ash's trust and love in his family is being unthreaded over many years of being with the Krang and his ninpo won't work anymore. His memories he clung to when he was stressed or feeling hopeless are gone, he can't fuckin' remember why he used to trust Mikey with his feelings or why he was fond of Donnie's narrations.

But he does remember Mikey being angry at him when he broke his skateboard, or the times Donnie continued to kick him out of his lab. He remembers Leo telling him that they'd love if he stayed behind at camp to protect the survivors instead of going out to save more. He remembers being angry and hurt.

And his ninpo began to react to that shit !!! His ninpo used to look normal, pretty green shimmers and light and hopeful, and it was turning toxic and black. That's why I draw his ninpo differently!!

Ash's ninpo is a direct consequence of all the things that were messed with in his head. Krang's influence is in his mind, which is also why in moments of extreme anger that seem (and ARE) super out-of-character for him, I draw his eyes like THAT

[autoplaysdigimon]

Another game I've been playing on and off recently is a fangame called Pokemon Insurgence.

There are two big draws for this game. One is that it has a "dark" storyline, though later updates added an option to tone back the edginess. And that's fair enough, whether you're put off by Pokemon games having murder, violence and sacrificial cults in them, or whether it feels 2edgy4me. Seriously, there's multiple things before you even get your starter that feel very "look at how DARK and GRITTY this game is!! This ain't your pappy's Nintendos!!!!" and it really reminds me of the stuff I wrote in high school when I thought that I was so adult for subverting the cutesy Pokemon image. YMMV, though.

The other big draw is a feature from the official card game. In it, there used to be cards of Pokemon that were Delta Species, which had a different type than usual. For example, Psychic Cyndaquil or Dark Meowth.

...because that's not a feature that would ever come up in the official games, surely.

Yeah, this game came out in Gen 6, juuuust before regional variants became a real thing in the series. Whoops! Still, it's neat to see their take on them. Delta Pokemon in Insurgence are treated like their own different thing, and they can't even breed with regular Pokemon, only Delta Ditto. (Which I think is near the end of the game, which kinda sucks, but hey.)

The starters are Delta versions of Bulbasaur, Charmander and Squirtle, or you can pick a regular Eevee. There are no additional Eeveelutions or anything, but there is a Mega evolution for Eevee itself, so if you keep it unevolved for the entire game, you can mega evolve an Eevee! How awesome! I picked Bulbasaur because fuck that.

Look at her, she's so cute. She's Fairy/Psychic! I think Bulbasaur might be the only Delta Pokemon with gender differences.

It's kinda neat, but female cuter :3

Charmander is a Ghost/Dragon, and it looks fucking sick as hell. Squirtle is a Dark/Fighting and it looks like a ninja turtle, which is pretty rad.

For being all about the Delta Pokemon, there have been very few so far. There's the starter, and the rival's if you pick one of the Delta ones. Then you don't see any others until, potentially, just before the first gym. Which doesn't sound like much, but it's actually quite a way there. To get there, you have to go through three seperate caves.

Three. Seperate. Caves.

THREE CAVES.

That's not counting the ruins you go into to stop some villain action, or the optional one that leads to a small hidden area, or the one that you have to go through right after the gym.

WHY ARE THERE SO MANY CAVES.

Anyway here's the other Delta Pokemon I've encountered. Sandy sandy boy.

What I'm finding is that the wild Pokemon are very high level, to the point where it's pretty hard to grind. I'm watching some others play this game (albiet an earlier beta version) and they're doing a Nuzlocke and it looks roouuuuuugh. Grinding is both incredibly necessary and ridiculously tedious.

But! This is a fun game, and the designs are pretty fuckin neato. From other times I've played this (and quit bc attention span is no) I know there's a Delta Aipom coming up soonish, and I'm excited to catch the lil guy :)

You can download the game here :)

[clanofjones]

Ghosts of Our Days - Chapter Seven

Ao3 (full work)

Start

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Chapter Eight ->

@theosb0rnway was really the MVP with this chapter ngl

Chapter Seven: Death, Like Truth, Is Entirely Relative

Over the months they'd been boyfriends, Raph had gone from "You wear makeup?" to "Let me do it tonight, babe!" as almost a heel-face turn if you’d asked Casey. 

Raph had even gone as far as making his own new and creative styles to creep out anyone who saw the face underneath his lover's mask. It had always amused Casey to watch this sarcastic, firey, over-the-top fighter get so involved in making sure that he looked just right to go out and beat up people. Especially for someone who grabbed his bandana and sais, calling it good with little regard for much else.

If they had it, Raph would take as much time as he could perfecting every line and circle, much like the way Donnie and Casey spent their time perfecting every drawing they made. It also amazed Casey that in all the months these makeup sessions occurred, the turtle had only poked him in the eye with a brush once, and even then it was on accident. 

The night that they went out to defeat Shredder, Raph had almost an hour to get the paint ready, and he used that hour wisely. 

"Alright, 47 minutes left to put on the final touches!"

"Raphie!" Casey groaned, drawing out the name. "I can't sit here for 'nother fifty minutes while you brush over the same part a thousand fucking times!" 

"Casey, please, this is special! After tonight, Super Shredder’s gonna be out of our way and I promise I'll never spend this long on makeup again!" 

Casey had just sighed and leaned back again. "Whateva' you say, Raphie. But if it gets too boring I'm gonna stand up, finished or not."

Casey wished he had never said those words, waited the whole hour, and kissed Raph until the makeup was more on his face than Casey's, but of course, he didn't. 

Of course, he didn't know the world would end just a few short hours later. Now he'd never get his makeup done again, now he'd never kiss anyone until the makeup was on their hands and face too, now he'd never get to let himself relax and enjoy one minute where things were normal, because nothing was ever normal now, and it would never be that way again. 

On bad days, he’d forget the world had ended at all, and he’d have to remind himself what had been taken from him.

On worse days, that sarcastic, condescending voice that had no business sounding that much like Raphie would remind him with one cutting remark that managed to wedge a knife into some previously unmarred place in Casey’s heart.

If he had to, he would superglue the makeup back onto his face if it meant keeping Raphael's memory alive. Besides Raph's body itself, it was the only piece of him that Casey still had, the only thing Oroku Saki could never take from him, even if he dared to try.

Speaking of which, he should probably keep up appearances, on the off chance that anyone had heard of his assault on the Foot.

“See you in a bit, Raphie,” he croaked, lifted the top of the freezer box, and gave Raph a kiss. He lowered the lid again and swept up his gear. He swung his hockey stick over his back, slid his gloves, prepped with grappling hook and flamethrower, onto his hands, and stuck his taser, detonator, gun, and a number of increasingly small knives in whatever pocket he could find. He’d have to find a way to add some more pockets. Or maybe get some new pants.

“Wanna tell me where your fuckin’ Shredder is, ya fuckface?” Casey hissed at Foot Goon from behind his mask. He held the goon over a roof, several stories from safe ground. The Foot Goon made a choked sort of noise and shook their head. Casey held them there as a precursory second chance. “Nothin’? Really? C’mon, gotta help me out here!” he finished with a chuckle as his head tilted to the side. When he received another shake of the head, his jaw clenched, and a short growl left his throat. He let the goon go and watched as they hit the floor, and didn’t get up. “Man. Bunch a’ fuckers.”

‘Maybe if you threw less of them off of roofs you’d get more answers.’

“I don’t see you doing anything helpful,” Casey growled back. The voice didn’t answer, so he counted a win.

Then the voice decided to even the score. Casey felt a push right in the middle of his back, sending him stumbling towards the edge of the rooftop, almost following the guard down to his untimely demise. 

He just managed to catch himself, hands gripping the ledge of the building and looking down to see the douchebag he could've been laying right next to if he wasn't careful enough. It was an understatement, probably the biggest understatement in the world, to say that Casey Jones was pissed out of his mind. 

He spun around, seeing no trace of anyone on any roof near him, flipping off his mask to reveal his painted face twisted into a scowl. 

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!?" He screamed, feeling another pesky tear sliding down his face. 

'Payback for wasting a resource.' 

The voice didn't sound concerned at all, and Casey was still trying to wrap his mind around the fact that this voice could do more than be just a voice. 

"Voices don’t HAVE bodies!” He screeched at the top of his lungs, his tone escalating with each word. “THAT GUY WAS USELESS ANYWAYS!" He broke down to his knees, still terrified. "I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY! YOU ALMOST WASTED ME! YA' KNOW, I'D BE SO HAPPY IF YOU JUST WENT AWAY! IF YOU WERE JUST A FUCKIN' VOICE NO ONE ELSE HEAR!" He had to sit down, he had to regroup. Everything in his mind was telling him that whatever this was, it was impossible. It was just his mind. The voice that sounded just like Raph was nothing more than his brain trying to cope. 

The push was just his worn-out body playing tricks on him. None of this was real. Which meant that Casey Jones was without a doubt mentally unhinged. For once, he actually liked that explanation better than any other one that popped into his mind, at least it was based on true and logical facts.

“Just… do us both a favor an’ stay outta my fuckin’ way,” he said, almost in a whisper as his throat already began to feel the repercussions of his shouting. “If ya really don’t wanna be here, I ain’t seeing a single reason why ya gotta hang around me.”

‘Tch. Someone's gotta make sure ya don’t get yourself killed.’

“Big talk from someone who tried ta push me off a fuckin’ BUILDING!” Casey exclaimed and threw his hands up with no regard for the items in his hands. The knife he was holding clattered to the ground and Casey sunk down along with it, curling up with his knees against his chest, rocking himself back and forth slowly. 

"This isn't happening" he muttered, "this isn't happening, it's just a trick!" He stayed like that for a minute until he felt a gentle hand rest on his shoulder. He flinched anyway, an automatic reaction courtesy of living with Arnold Jones, but he didn’t look up, nor did he want the hand to go away. 

It didn't feel like a normal human hand, but whatever it was, it was nice and it was surprisingly warm and he wanted it to stay forever. So, for over an hour, he kept himself like that, once again alone and crying on a rooftop with some rando's hand on his shoulder, a rando he wanted to never see. 

'Casey? Look up for me?'

The vigilante sniffled. "No. You're just a voice and that's just a hand. I don't wanna." 

'Please?' Casey thought in silence for a minute. If he didn't like what he saw, he could always kill the guy, right? So he opened his eyes slowly and looked up. 

He gasped, skittering backward as fast as he could, not believing what was in front of him. 

Hamato Raphael, his boyfriend, the man he loved, looked like a hologram of sorts, semi-transparent with an odd sort of hue to him as he sat, not moving an inch, a concerned yet relieved expression on his face. 

"Raphie?" Casey’s voice came out, barely a whisper as it cracked. He vaguely registered his hands twitching. He was certain of one thing. 

Casey Jones was really out of his mind this time. Not a doubt about it.

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A/N: *taps fingers together* Well. That happened :)

[ashwii]

HI THIS IS THE HOW LONG ANON AGAIN AND BY LOOKING AT UR INSTA- EITHER WE WERE MUTUALS OR I HAD UR POST NOTIFICATIONS ON BUT I WAS IN LIKE FIVE DISTINCT DIFF MUTUAL CIRCLES WHEN I WAS IN THE VLD FANDOM BUT IM EVEN RECOGNIZING UR OLD ART APSOLUTELY SLAMMED ME WHEN I WAS THE LANCE B-DAY REDRAW IM-

Hi lmao shdbdhdnbfjdbdbdbvd

I fuckin KNEW I was gonna end up running into old vld peeps I followed when I got into rottmnt. I ended up making a new blog because Tumblr follow limited me and it got overwhelming so I restarted it and followed those I could remember the usernames of.

My old blog went through a couple name changes? I'll send sum off anon if u recognize them but if not I will give in the background cuz ✨ anxiety ✨

stylefetish, (maybe 101 attached to that?)

Or

Klance812 or 218 can't remember exactly the number order but it had this three numbers lmao

Regardless apparently I found u again! And that is hilarious lmao

🤔🤔 were you a repost account by chance? Said that ur fav season was s3 bc it was the last season that you felt was good? If not, then I'm sorry I don't think I remember XD but I definitely believe it! I honestly find it super neat that ppl can find each other again in different fandoms years down the line LOL. And I don't think I'll ever stop drawing those boys, but smth abt turtles have just DRAGGED me down this fandom somehow LOL