#donny barley

[ryumatsuiblog]

90年代のスケートシーンを語る上では欠かせないビデオ作品「EASTERN EXPOSURE」。トリックからフッテージのアングルまで、洗練されたイーストコーストスタイルを確立させ、その後のスケートボード映像作品に多大な影響を与えた🛹

なんて、どっかで聞いたような前振りはさておき、ここ最近は90〜00年代の動画が頭の中に降ってくる🧠これは遂に脳みそが、最新式のテクニカルなスケートボードに拒否反応を起こしたか！？

まぁまた話が脱線したけど、たまに無性に観たくなるパートの一つ。とりあえずスラッピーロールアウトを覚えておきたいところ👀

[iamlivinginsideyourwalls]

How do you draw these fuckers

[redtheroom]

(hope u like the speed paint)

I made this fan art of tmnt Donnie (@ezgurple version) destroying a foot clan >:P I know its not amazing but I was barley awake... ill make some more when I'm not sleep deprived! again thanks so much to ez who you need to check out right now!!

[turtlecleric]

You sigh deeply as you feel Donnie trace his hands up your spine, stopping to press gently on you shoulders. rubbing at the tense muscle there and then trailing back down to rest on your hips. pressing in on the plush flesh there with his thumbs and then the process repeats. Hes been going at this for what feels like hours. Not that you are complaining. You have been drifting in and out of consciousness at the touch. your skin feeling slightly raw but oh so good. every now and then just barely you will hear Donnie murmur something under his breath. you used to be able to make it out but you are to far gone now to care. once again you hear the murmur of his voice in the back of your head. the words clear as crystal to your ears but when you try to piece it together in your brain, fog is all that greets you. But as if on impulse you feel yourself spread your legs. the soothing touches now going lower, to skin yet to be explored. You sigh again as Donnie presses his hands firmly on your ass. kneading at the plump flesh before sliding his hands up and pressing on your lower back. his thumbs finding and soothing any tension there before sliding further down to your thighs. you feel your cunt involuntarily clench at the sensation. A faint memory of embarrassment hits you for only a moment before Donnie's voice is once again at the back of your skull. shushing you. quieting your worries. you follow the vibrato of his voice back down into passiveness. It doesn't matter that hes trained your cunt to clench by merely him touching your thighs. It dosent matter that hes currently training you to go pliant under his hands. soft and simple. Your mind and body clay for him to mold and play with . Why would you fight it? It feels good, to not have to think. just float under his touch. So the next time his hands go to rest on your thighs and you feel yourself clench around nothing, you barley notice. As if pleased Donnie hums and then you feel a finger press into yourself, you knit your brow for merely a moment before once again relaxing against the weight of Donnie's voice. Cooing you back into becoming malleable . when you obey he hums again, pleased, and you feel yourself grow wet from pride alone. You made him proud of you. He is pleased that you don't react to his touch. merely melt into it. "what a good girl you are."

Again you clench. and you are again rewarded with praise. Its the closest you have gotten to torture you think. Donnie isn't even moving the finger that's inside you. His praise and approval is more then enough to get you desperate. you want pressure on your clit. you want movement. and when you start to get excited and almost flutter your eyelids open you feel him remove the finger. You crash back down on to the couch almost like you were hit with a brick. A think wave of desperation hitting you. You wanna beg, you wanna protest but once again you are soothed through him touching your back and shoulders. The reaction almost immediate. "you almost woke up there sweetness. We cant have that can we?" you feel Donnie's breath hit the back of your neck as he leans in. again the meaning of the words are muffled by the fog clouding you, but regardless you feel yourself melt into them. "you are such a good, obedient, thing that I don't even need to touch you to have you aching for me. isn't that right?' You feel yourself nod your head. as if a puppet on a string. A doll being moved to please its master. Simple and happy to be played with. The next moment you hear a snap of fingers and a command that rocks through you. "Pleasure" And you feel yourself gasp as if his fingers are back in you. You lift you hips up to chase the phantom version of his hand entering you. and he laughs. And again gives the same command. "Pleasure." You sigh against the command as bright spearing pleasure rocks through you. You feel like a star erupting. Lightning striking every nerve in your body. You feel your heart beat quicken and his hand on your thighs then on your ass and then in you. and you immediately clench around his fingers. like that's the only think you were made to do. like that's the only thing you ever have to worry about doing.

and when he begins to fuck you open you feel yourself cry out. shaky moans plucked and pulled out of you. However that taste of delicious pleasure. the promise of the command being used again. you know better then to disobey. Your a toy. You are his toy. and god you love every minute of it.

(-stranger)

[dancingdonatello]

can you write an 03 donnie with a reader who comforts him after his double mutation? (i hc him to have stretch marks after that so if you want/can to, please include that!)

2003 donnie x gn reader

You wake up to red eyes staring at you.

You jolted up before falling back onto your elbows when your eyes adjusted. A familiar turtle-y shape nervously shifted in front of your window.

“Don,” you breathed out in relief. “Hey.”

He blinked and hid his irises, the familiar white comforting you further. You held out your arms, making grabby motions to beckon him in.

He slowly kneeled on your bed and allowed you to maneuver him into any position you liked.

You finally settled on him sitting again the wall with you nestled into his side.

You traced the almost silver-ish lines on his thigh, laying your hand flat when he shivered.

“Were you scared?” He bumped his head into yours gently.

“Yeah,” you cuddled further into his side as he stiffened, “I didn’t know if you’d come back to us. I didn’t know if you were hurting or what you were thinking. I kept thinking about going to ask you to help, but… you obviously couldn’t help.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize.” You rolled your eyes and slapped his thigh. “We should be apologizing for everything that happened to you. And not bothering you for ignoring your pain.”

“I didn’t ignore it,” he mumbled. You sighed.

“Come on!” You wrapped your arms around him, letting your weight fall back on the bed to try and bring him down into you.

He barely budged. You tugged. He sighed softly before he slowly lowered the two of you down.

You hugged him, sharper scales and all, and snuggled into him with a pleased hum.

“You’re so soft,” you melted into him, squeezing his arms gleefully.

He pulled you tighter to his chest, letting out a turtle noise that you now knew meant he was happy.

It felt a little deeper now, more gravelly. But you could still just barley hear his voice in it.

You were glad he was here.

[little-mouse-gardens]

Wrote this the other day. Mostly A random blurb for a Donnie x reader one shot I wanted to make. I No clue where I was going with it

Tw : mentions of blood

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He was so….mysterious.

An enigma. His mind a puzzle so unique that, even after wandering through this maze like place for days, he was the only being that you encountered that you just couldn’t get a read on.

Taking a deep breath, you slowly poked your head around the corner. Observing him carefully from the quartz pillar you hid around as you heard him tinkering with something in the expensive space. The fluttering of colorful butterflies and an odd assortment of moths you couldn’t quite recognize fluttering peacefully around all the plants that hung from the glass ceiling.

So serene…too serene in your mind.

Why did everything feel so thinly veiled?

Like something more disturbing lay beneath this paradise your mind could barley scratch the surface of

There was this peaceful yet focused expression on the soft shells face as his hands fidgeted with the golden sheets of metal flexing between his claws. His goggles flipped back up to reveal this soft sparkle in his eyes. The tattoos of flowers and moths delicately inked into his jade scales. The muscles in his arms and shoulders flexing with every twist of a wrench or every pull of the forceps around golden wire.

There was a beauty to his craft, you could give him that. The little movements combined with the sheer amount of detail he was putting into something as simple as a necklace was quite admirable, especially to a fellow craftsman like yourself.

Yet a part of you knew there was something more dangerous to him that met the eye…..after all who the hell just has a random pool of blood in their garden-

“well, I was wondering when on earth you were going to show yourself again” he called out, his voice as smooth and honeyed as ever. Swiveling around in the chair made from woven vines and branches to face your direction. Head propped up by one of his hands as he sent a few flowers your way with a flick of his claws. A almost tender smile on his face as he tried to beckon you to him, “welcome to my humble abode, my sweet lilac”

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[astral--horrorshow]

Around-The-Clock Shadows

Platonic Yandere ROTTMNT x Reader

Info: This will be a full-length fic including multiple ROTTMNT characters, the main storyline revolves around the Mad Dogs

Fic Summary: You sure are likeable, aren't you?

《Directory》

Chapter 5: Shakedowns and Tranq-Downs

Characters: Raph, Leo, Donnie, Mikey

A/N: Sorry for being late! I had a very busy week, so I was very tired and didn't have much energy to write. I kept S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. with his new design, but his old voice, and a slight bias towards Donnie.

If you want to be added to a taglist, just say the word! If you want to draw fanart or make anything based off of this, I would be literally honored. Please don't be shy, I will love whatever you make! If you have any questions about the fic, feel free to ask!

TW: Kidnapping, drugging, mentions of roofies, non-serious hand injuries, toxic relationships, manipulation, condecension, you watch a movie with violence but nothing graphic

I do not condone any of the behaviors found or done in this fic. This story is purely for entertainment purposes. If you or someone you know is being treated like this, please contact the authorities.

Chapter Summary: You are not enjoying watching Lou Jitsu: Teriyaki Shakedown, but you don't really catch a lucky break when it has to be paused.

Word Count: 1926

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"Where's our free grub, noodle man?" One of the actors on the screen said, glaring at the pompadoured head that was turning to look at him sideways.

"Okay, ha, how 'bout some... hot soup?" Lou Jitsu said, grabbing the on-screen mobsters and tossing them in the aforementioned bowls of hot soup, making noodles and broth fly all around the shop.

You were distracted from the movie by something poking the edge of your mouth. You looked to to it with your eyes, and it was revealed to be a spoon with ice cream on it. At least, it used to be icey. Seven hours into the Lou Jitsu marathon the brothers had dragged you to watch when they found out you had only seen one of his many, many movies, and you were barley hanging on, but the ice cream had given much sooner, melting into sugary milk soup hours earlier.

Not that Mikey noticed, because he continued to mindlessly feed you spoonfuls. You didn't mind too much that it was melted, because you were going to need whatever form of sugar you could get to make it through the rest of Teriyaki Shakedown.

You opened your mouth, eating the soupy dessert while Leo tightened his arms around your shoulders. At the start of the marathon, Leo had snatched you and settled you down you on his lap while he sat criss-cross on the chair in the middle of the projector room. This earned him dirty looks from his brothers, but he didn't seem bothered at all. They had attempted to steal you from him a few times, but Leo was persistent. He wouldn't let go of you or entertain his brother's complaints, demands, or arguments.

After another thirty minutes of watching Lou Jitsu beat up bad guys, Donnie's phone buzzed. He almost lazily held it up to his face, but his eyes widened to the size of dinner plates upon seeing whatever text he had received. He immediately jumped up, grabbed the remote, and switched off the movie, earning complaints and shouts from his brothers, but secretly earned your gratitude. You weren't sure that you could take much more of Mr. Jitsu.

"What gives, Donnie?!" Leo snapped, pulling your back closer to his chest and leaning forwards, glaring at his purple-clad twin. Donnie held up a hand at his angry brothers, "Bad news, April texted, and she's going to be over in 5 minutes," he said this with a hint of panic in his usual voice, and his brothers immediately panicked and yelled and dashed around the projector room, tidying things up. "Who's April?" You asked from the chair, now sitting alone on it after Leo had dashed from it. The turtles stopped in their tracks and went quiet at your question for a moment, before Leo answered, "Nobody, hermanito!" He nervously laughed, and the brothers resumed their living-room clean up.

You watched them throw things back into place, so focused that you didn't notice Donnie sneaking up behind you, a syringe in the claws of one of his metal arms. He plunged it into your neck, which made wooziness overtake you. You fell off the chair because you couldn't hold yourself upright, but Donnie's metal arms caught you before you could faceplant on the floor. He held you up as he carried you away, all of your senses fading as whatever drug he had injected into you took hold.

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April O'Neil strolled into the projector room as she had done many times in the past to see three of the the Hamato brothers looking like somebody had yelled "Act natural!" five seconds before she had walked in. Leo was "reading" his favorite Jupiter Jim comic book in Splinter's chair, his eyes unblinking. Mikey and Raph were both hunched over at the table behind the chair, playing chess.

That was when April knew something was up. Those two played chess once and then swore to never touch it again. Raph couldn't remember all the rules and got super frustrated, and Mikey was of the opinion that the game was mind-numbingly boring. "What's up?" April asked, her hand on her hip and her eyes narrowing in suspicion. Mikey snapped his head in her direction, feigning casual surprise, "April! We-did-not-hear-you-come-in!" He said, his words and the way he said feeling scripted, like a laser tag or escape room employee. "Yuh-huh, yeah. What's goin' on? You never play chess!"

The three turtles were now all sweating, beads of it falling down their faces at a rapid pace. Raph held up a finger and opened his mouth, but no words came out.

A wave of relief washed over the brothers when Donnie walked back into the room, casual as ever. "Hello, April," He said, stopping to greet his friend. "Hi there, Donnie," She answered back, turning her attention to the semi-scientist, "Your brothers are acting real-" "Weird? Yeah, they do that a lot. Haven't you noticed by now?" April looked like she wanted to say something more, but kept her mouth shut. She would investigate this later.

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You opened your eyes, your vision blurry. Outlines in your view bounced around like a windows screensaver, the pounding in your head doing nothing to help your vision. You opened your mouth in a silent groan. You had only been trapped in the Lair, as the turtles called it, for a few days, but aside from when they knocked you out to bring you there, this hadn't been the first time Donnie had done this. He claimed he was a genius, so couldn't he make a tranquilizer that didn't make you feel like what adults described having a hangover was like?

You leaned your head back on the desk chair you were sitting on and waited for the headache to wain, and wondered if people were looking for you. Maybe, maybe not. The police probably weren't. People leigons more important than you were going missing, and other crimes were being committed, too. The NYC police force would spare a glance to a random missing teenager when Hell froze over, world peace was achieved, and no packs of gum had been stolen from any pharmacies.

Despite all of your thinking, your headache became manageable in the time of your reflection. You cautiously stood up from the chair and walked a few steps, and when your brain failed to feel like it had a bullet in it, you began to trek around in the unfamiliar part of the lair.

It appeared to be some sort of laboratory, which along with the purple theme, immediately informed you it was Donnie's turf. It was dark, the only source of light being an indigo beam from high up on the ceiling, which you didn't bother to walk to the fancy table in the middle of the room to look up at. You wandered behind the desk you had woken up at, eyes adjusting to the near-darkness, when you had tripped over something large and heavy. Your hands had shot out in front of you to stop you from face-planting onto the tile.

As soon as pain burst across your palms, a door to your far right that you didn't know was there opened, the light from that crept through the doorway and between whoever had opened the door shining in your eyes and practically blinding you.

"What happened?!" The voice, which revealed itself to be Donnie's, sounded shocked with a hint of annoyance seeping in, "You weren't supposed to get up!" He switched on the lights, blinding you further, and rushed over to you. His metal robot arms scooped you up from under your armpits, like how one might hold a cat, and plopped you down on the table in the center of the room.

He turned your hands over to inspect your palms for any visible injuries with a furrowed brow. When he concluded that your palms were only reddened, he relaxed the slightest bit. “I have to get bandages for your hands. Stay here.” He walked off and through another door that presumably led to another part of the lab. You watched his battleshell disappear around the corner, lowering your head and sulking.

“Greetings.”

Your head snapped up to find a purple, aviatic robot flying about a foot from your head. You gasped as your eyes widened, staring in surprise and curiosity. “My apologies, it was not my intention to frighten you. I merely desire to introduce myself. I am S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N., I was created by your brother, Donatello, as an assistant to him and your other brothers, and your father, as well.” You didn’t bother to tell S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. that they weren’t your brothers, and that their father wasn’t yours. You had already tried it with the turtles, and they would either shut you down completely or act like you didn’t say anything at all.

“Oh, okay. Donnie made you?”

“Yes, that is correct. He is quite the genius.”

“Okay.”

“Ah, I see you’ve acquainted yourself with S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. in my absence.”

You and S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. both glanced over to see Donatello in the doorway, first-aid kit in hand. He strolled over to the two of you, S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. moving to the side so Donnie could patch you up. He set the first-aid kit down on the messy table beside you, opening it and pulling out a balm of some kind and a single glove made out of plastic, akin to one a doctor would wear. Donnie pulled it on his hand, the other two fingers left dangling as there was no use for them. He dipped two of his fingers in the balm, using his other hand to hold one of your palms up at time as he spread the balm over them. You had to admit, it was soothing.

"Donnie?"

"Hm?" He didn't look up at your face, busying himself with wrapping your palms with bandages.

"Why do you have to use that roofie thing every time you wanna take me somewhere? You could just ask me."

He let out a sigh of annoyance, "It is not a 'roofie'. Roofie's are used by degenerates with malicious intentions. I merely subdue you because you are adjusting to life here and you cannot handle overwhelming visual stimuli that will come with seeing too much of the lair at the moment." He said, as if every Lou Jitsu movie wasn't "overwhelming visual stimuli".

You hung your head again, pouting at his dissmissive answer. He noticed this and furrowed his brow again, lifting your chin with a single finger to make you look at him, "I am doing this for your own benefit. I'm only doing what's best for you." You nodded to get him to stop talking, feeling a ramble was coming on. Normally, you didn't mind rambling in the slightest, but his opinions on your competence in taking care of yourself often left you with hurt feelings and tears in your eyes.

Donnie's phone buzzed, and he opened it to find much more pleasent news for him. "April has gone home. It's time to finish Teriyaki Shakedown, don't you think?" He said, it obviously not being a question despite it's phrasing. "Don't worry, I won't let Leo hog you again." You merely nodded. Maybe after the movie, you would finally get to go to sleep or eat some real food.

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A/N: Be careful, April!

Taglist <3: @yanteetle @yandere-toons @averagerottmntsimp @whyiseveryonesodamnfinetho @writelikenobody @takottai

[momokohoa]

Rottmnt (Star Child AU)

story:

Okay, so in this AU, this take place before the end of the Rise of the TMNT movie. Leo trapped himself and Krang One in the prison dimension, but this time Leo was the only one that got hit by a giant shooting star (out of nowhere), making him feeling unconscious, meanwhile in the human world, in Staten Island, Mikey then opens up a portal (just like he did in the movie while his brothers helped him summon up the portal), until he sees Leo passed out and injured. Raph then grabbed Leo by the hand with his gigantic mystic hand (I think thats what he did in the movie) and pulled him out of the prison dimension. After he does that, the three brothers sees Leo so hurt and faint, but they didn't see what's happening to both of his eyes. Donnie then grabbed him and takes him back to the lair, far, far away, while with Mikey and Raph followed Donnie to the lair. As the three got home, they went to his bedroom and put him in bed for him to rest. Mikey then leaves a present for him near his bed. The three turtles then left his bedroom to find Splinter, April, and Casey Jr. 

While Raph, Donnie, and Mikey are off to find them, Leo then suddenly wakes up, feeling unconscious. He then falls out of his bed and starts to get up slowly, as he murmured to himself. He looks up in the mirror. He then felt shocked and flabbergasted when he saw something shiny on his irises. He barley knows how to get the starry-eyed off his irises. He tried hit his head on the wall, but didn't work. After few attempts to trying to get it off, ... nothing... happens...

I'm still working on it, and no I cant do any comics/ manga out of this bc IT STRESS TF OUT OF ME, plus writing takes so long to make it sense. Sorry if its long tho, I hope it understands you. (Maybe not all of it)

btw, heres the official art of mine *

(Next part)

[sunsetsandsunshine]

Oh wow 😧

I wasn’t expecting so many people to like the TMNT 2012 headcanons I did! Tysm for the support you guys 💕✨💗💞! Part two upon ye

~ TMNT 2012 Tickle Headcanons (pt.2) ~

This gif is so dumb I hate them sm /j

You cannot convince me that Raph’s melt spot isn’t his neck- me and @tickleebug were talking abt this and just,,, IT MAKES SM SENSE I CANT EXPLAIN IT

Tickling his neck just makes him super giggly and squirmy and just an absolute PUDDLE of laughter- it’s so adorable 

Mikey’s brother’s 100% give tickly kisses on his freckles- FIGHT ME.

And boy does he absolutely LOVE and HATE it-

I feel like Donnie would be a ruthless Ler

Not as mean as Leo or Raph but pretty close

He would just playfully mock his Lee and laugh while he tickles them 

“Are you really this ticklish???”

He’s the best at gentle tickles and it drives his other brothers absolutely INSANE

Like, I can just imagine Donnie gently scribbling his fingers against one of his brothers sides or something and the convo would be something like this:

“STAHAHAP!”

“Stop? Stop what~?” 

“YOHOU KNOHOW WHAHAT! 

“No I don’t~!”

Then proceeds to tickle ANOTHER tickle spot that absolutely CANNOT handle light tickles as his Lee just CRUMBLES

“What? Don’t tell me you can handle this either!” 

“I’m barley tickling you! This shouldn’t even be considered tickling!”

Do you see my vision???

He be completely devious- we need more Ler!Donnie y’all…

Mikey will 100% try and bargain with whomever he’s ticked off 

It never works but give the guy points for trying 

Leo uses wake up tickles for his younger siblings all the time 

Sometimes, the 3 will purposely stay in bed to get tickled awake 

Mikey loves tickle chases- literally his most favorite thing 

Raph won’t ever admit to being ticklish (his brothers already know well enough how ticklish he is) but if you sneak up behind him and squeeze his sides, he will jump through the roof

It’s a hilarious sight to see

Leo snort/hiccup laugh >>>>>>>>>

When Raph and Mona started dating, Leo, Donnie and Mikey gave her a full on HANDBOOK on how to completely wreck Raph

(Pt.1)

[xzturtles]

Underrated 2012 friendships that need more love

Casey & Leo

Leo is actually worried about Casey as a friend and they barley fight.

Leo & Renet

Their friendship is cute af.

Leo comforting Renet, giving her hope and abt. the best introduction while Renet praises Leo often.

(also I start to see why some are actully shipping them lol, I prefer RenetAngelo but LeoxRenet is also pretty cute(better than yk what ship))

Mikey & Mondo Gecko

Why are we talking so less about them?

Two chaotics where would probably accidentally set a city on fire.

Perfect.

Karai & April after "City At War"

They grew on each other and are seeing fighting, protection & care for each other after being enemies for more than half the show.

Leatherhead & Slash

Like, c'mon, these two giants are bffs.

Donnie & Timothy

Donnie grew a lot towards during the show and cared about him.

Especially after Timothy's mutation, Donnie really started to care about him, even telling all his feeling towards him.

I mean, Donnie didn't wanted to hurt Mutagene Man even when he tried to kill Raph.

And Timothy...apparently had a crush on Donnie or was his biggest fanboy like ever.

[boots-with-the-fur-club]

Here is something I wrote for auvember!!

Tournament

@daboyau

@tmntaucompetition

The three sets of brothers stood in the arena with their knuckles all white from holding their weapons so tightly.

They were sets with missing pieces. Those crucial pieces were part of a completely different set at the moment.

It had all started with the turtles who officially started their top side heroics in 2003.

According to them, it was just a regular patrol night.

Their Leo had heard a strange noise and went to go investigate. They, of course, followed after him only to see a portal they didn’t recognize and a glob of pink attached to him.

They tried to help him. Despite the obvious pain he was in, he managed to warn them not to touch him.

Raph did not want to listen to that and reached for whatever it was to get it off.

That’s when Leo moved away with an animalistic growl.

The three turtles watched in horror as the pink glob had taken over his entire arm and up under his mask.

His eyes had started filling with an eerie pink glow that matched whatever had gotten on him.

He went through the portal right after which closed behind him.

Similarly, the version of them that was finally allowed to go to the surface in 2012 were also on a patrol when everything went down.

They had been racing rooftop to rooftop towards where they’d meet up with Casey and April.

Leo had started trailing behind which was already unusual.

The further they went, the more Leo slowed down. Eventually he just stopped completely, spacing out as he looked into open air.

Once they noticed this behavior his brothers stopped and went back to the building next to where he was standing.

They called out to him but it almost seemed like he was listening to something else talk.

Just as Mikey was about to toss a water balloon to get him to snap out of it, Leo’s eyes began to glow red.

They closed the distance between them too late. Leo willingly hopped off the building into a portal that closed immediately after.

It was more complicated for the turtles who took their crime fighting more seriously in 2018.

Their story actually began in 2020 though, after they fist met and defeated their version of the krang.

They didn’t want to leave their Leo alone much at all because he had barely gotten done with healing and they all were recovering mentally after the most traumatizing time of their lives.

He was feeling just a tad bit suffocated and told them that. So, they left him alone for a bit in the living room to read his comics.

When they heard a scream coming from there they nearly fell over each other to get to him.

Leo was pinned down by several men in business suits. They looked far from human with their strength and vacant stares.

That and the sight of an open portal nearby caused the three of them to tear into the intruders.

They only realized they were robots when they were taken apart. The weird brain looking things inside that would run off into the portal only confirmed their suspicions.

Just as they had thought that they’d taken care of enough of them to let Leo stand up, one of the robots slammed a device onto the back of his neck.

Raph had slammed into the robot and sent it rag dolling into the portal.

Leo got up and took out his swords.

Raph barley managed to avoid getting cut when Donnie and Mikey yelled to warn him.

Without a hint of reaction, Leo had left them all behind through the portal that vanished with him.

Raph and Donnie had to stop Mikey from opening a portal that would nearly destroy his arms again.

They and the 2012 turtles had some knowledge with portals, but not enough to find out where exactly their Leos had gone.

The 2003 turtles had inter-dimensional allies they could ask for help.

They traveled to the land of their Battle Nexus after informing their Splinter and gained permission from the Daimyo to use his war staff.

The staff, having a mind of its own, brought both the remaining 2012 and 2018 turtles to the 2003 turtles.

After a hight amount of chaos, 3 attempted fights, and high scientific curiosity between Donatellos, they were finally able to explain to each other what they had experienced.

18 Donnie was not very surprised at all about alternative universes as he basically had photos already of most of them.

They all however had understood that the Krang, and some other alien nearly as evil called the Necro Monster, had banded together and took their Leos.

The reason why still wasn’t completely clear.

It obviously wasn’t good, but just how bad exactly was yet to be seen.

They would have to try to get the answers for themselves.

There was an attempt to bring their Leos back using the staff but whatever they tried didn’t work.

Something or someone was blocking them.

It left only one option, getting to their Leos themselves.

The Daimyo suggested a plan for him to send them all to where their brothers were but keep the staff in this universe so it would not fall into villainous hands.

Once they handled whatever was stopping the war staff from sending them back, it would bring them back.

The 2003 Splinter insisted on going with them at first. The Daimyo urged him to stay so he could be sent as backup in case anything went wrong.

That’s how all the turtles ended up right in front of Big Mama in her recently reconstructed office.

While the 2018 turtles were both shocked and enraged, she didn’t seem surprised to see them in the slightest.

A trapped door underneath them opened up and sent them falling into darkness.

There was a good amount of screaming until Raph created a projection and scooped them together.

They collectively had landed on something metal, sliding them fast further into the darkness.

Eventually there was light at the end of the tunnel. They got shot out into the brightness of the day and Big Mama’s arena.

Raph set everyone else down and plopped down besides them after he stopped his projection.

That’s how they ended up in the present situation.

Big Mama’s voice started booming over the speakers in the arena.

“Tut tut tut turtly boos, don’t you know it’s rather rude to drippy drop in unannounced?”

“Was that even English? You guys understanding any of that?” 03 Raph glances around.

“She’s mad we surprised her, dude.” 12 Mikey answers.

03 Raph raises an eyebrow.

“I’m fluent in crazy.” 12 Mikey brags.

“We’re here because you have our brothers! Hand ‘em over or I’ll shove my sai up your-!”

“No no, none of that ruffian riff raff language is allowed!” Big Mama interrupts 12 Raph.

“Fuck. You. Give Leo back!“ 18 Raph growls out loudly.

The 2003 and 2012 turtles stare at him in shock. None of them had actually ever been allowed to swear.

“Raph, you used our only f-bomb! We can’t go above a pg-13 rating!” 18 Donnie complains.

“Sorry Dee, I’ll let ya have it next time.”

“You will not! You bimbling buffoons ruined everything already and that sent me into quite a tizzy wiz. I was lucky enough that a splendiferous offer was thrown my way. I help with a little tournament in my Battle Nexus and not only will you be done away with, but I’ll get three universes worth of money and power!” Big Mama laughs gaudily.

“Yeah right lady, you wish this was as good as the real Battle Nexus!” 03 Raph shouts.

Big Mama looks ready for blood at this point.

“You want your brothers so badly? Here! Take them!”

Three entrances open up at the other end of the arena.

All the Leos walk out and towards their brothers.

03 Leo moved like his legs were being forced to work. However, there was a blind fury in the way he snarled and bared his teeth.

It was incredibly disturbing for the rest of the 03 turtles who knew how much he must be fighting against this.

12 Leo took each step with purpose, almost as if he knew exactly what he was doing and just how important it was to do it.

As his family watched this, their blood ran cold. If they didn’t see the red eyes they might have thought he was in full control of himself.

18 Leo walked robotically. There was no style or discernible uniqueness to it in the slightest.

It broke his brothers’ hearts. They knew he would hate the lack of flare and dramatics.

There were no words, no monologues, just each Leo starting their attacks.

03 Leo went after 18 Raph first.

Raph quickly defended himself with his projection and used his clones as a distraction.

03 sliced through them with ferocity.

“Why is he attacking me!?” 18 Raph questions.

“He probably thinks you can take him! Leo, bro, snap out of it already!” 03 Raph grabs at his brother.

03 Leo split kicks both Raphs away.

12 Leo readies both his swords as he runs at 03 Donnie and Mikey.

“Woah dude, stop! That demon in your head is lying to you! You’ll just get all old and turn into dust!” 03 Mikey warns.

“I don’t care what happens to me as long as I get what I want. I saw what I could have! I know it can be that way!” 12 Leo attacks them.

03 Mikey blocks his attacks.

“The ones called the turtles will now be called the ones who are eliminated.” 18 Leo says flatly.

“This one will be a piece of cake.” 12 Raph raises his sais.

“No! Watch out!” 18 Donnie shouts.

18 Leo tosses one of his weapons near 12 Raph which he easily dodges.

“Ha! He missed!”

“He doesn’t miss!”

The sword 18 Leo tossed is replaced with himself.

12 Raph had no hope in reacting in time. He barely notices an orange blur before he’s suddenly out of harm’s way.

He’s absolutely gobsmacked both of the fact that he was over 18 Mikey’s shoulder and that he could even move that fast.

“How did you do that!?”

“It runs in the family! Super quick!”

“This isn’t working! Everyone! How did you defeat this type of thing in your universes!?” 03 Donnie questions.

“Nardo got through to Raph so he could fight the Krang’s influence himself.” 18 Donnie answers.

“We usually just break those devices!” 12 Donnie advises.

“Our Leo just wouldn’t accept the deal!” 03 Mikey adds.

“Alright, nobody knows our Leos better than we do! Everyone take on their own!” 18 Raph instructs.

It was surprising for most of them to hear a Raph in charge and giving good orders, but they followed them quickly.

03 Leo recoiled slightly at his brothers coming closer.

“Leo, it’s going to be okay. You all saved me when I became a monster, now it’s my turn to help. You have to fight this! You can fight it!” 03 Donnie encourages.

03 Mikey puts away his nunchucks.

“Listen bro, I said it when you were sick, and I’ll say it again. You’re even more annoying than me when you get your mind set on something! And that’s saying something! You can totally fight that weird alien thing!”

03 Leo hisses and growls, thrashing around. It’s clear that he’s trying and failing to get a hold of himself.

03 Raph starts stomping over to him.

“Alright, enough is enough! You’ve been trying to protect us this whole time and I’m sick of it. We’re a team, you’re going to get help if you like or not ya knuckle head!”

03 Leo roars out before grabbing at his arm, his roars fading into his own screams as he begins tearing the krang part off.

“Leo!”

“I….will not….let you…hurt them…!” He screams louder as he fully removes it and squishes it in his hand.

“I knew you could do it, bro!” 03 Mikey cheers.

03 Leo begins to sway, falling into 03 Raph’s outstretched arms.

“We’ve got ya, fearless leader. Take a rest already.”

12 Leo began his assault with attacking 12 Donnie.

“Why am I always the first!?”

“Not cool Leo, not cool!” 12 Mikey comes at him with his nunchucks to help Donnie out.

12 Leo ducks and picks up dirt to throw in his eyes.

12 Mikey instinctively puts his hands to his eyes in pain.

12 Leo kicks his plastron while he has the chance.

12 Raph gets behind him and holds his arms back.

“What are you doing!? Why would you ever make a deal with a demon!?”

“Why should I bother telling you? When have you ever tried to listen to me?” He hits his head back into Raph’s face.

12 Raph stumbles back, barely able to get himself together again in time to use his sai to catch Leo’s sword.

“I get it, I don’t always agree with you! But those guys told me earlier that demon that’s messing with your head only goes after people who are greedy! What are you trying to get!? Money!? Power!? You’re the guy who wouldn’t steal a sword from a rich jerk!”

“I want to be selfish for once! I want to have it all! We could have it all! I knew you wouldn’t listen to me unless I made you listen! If you serve the demon with me, we can all be happy.”

“What are you talking about!?”

“It promised to lessen my burden so that it wasn’t so heavy to carry. It promised that I could make decisions without having to worry if it got any of you hurt. It promised that I wouldn’t have to sacrifice anything anymore! Not my childhood, not my time, not my life!”

Raph stares at him with wide eyes.

“Leo-“

“No! No more saying anything! No more snark! No more calling me lame! Do you think I want to only be known as boring and responsible!? I want to be cool! I want to be a leader you guys want! I try to make things fun! I just….try! I try and try and try my best until I’m just sick of it! But I’m not allowed to me sick of it or else sensei is disappointed! Mad! Anything but proud! So I’m getting what I want, and you’re all finally going to listen!”

Raph’s eyes only get wider. He glances behind Leo at Mikey and Donnie.

They share similar expressions and Raph knows they’re all on the same page of what must be done.

He shoves Leo back.

Leo tries to charge forward, but Mikey uses his nunchucks to wrap his chain around his left arm.

Donnie disarms his other arm with his bō.

Raph moves forward and grabs Leo tightly in a hug.

Mikey and Donnie join in.

“We didn’t know you were taking our jokes so hard. I alway rip on everybody. It wasn’t about you, but….I’m sorry. I’m sorry it hurt you. I thought it was easy being Splinter’s favorite. I was wrong, okay? You don’t have to go making deals with demons.” Raph apologizes.

“I always said it wasn’t fun being the responsible one. We mess around because we want you to take a break! We want you to have fun too, promise.” Mikey hugs him tighter.

“You can talk to us. We’re here, Leo.” Donnie insists.

Leo’s eyes slowly go back to normal and he hugs his brothers back tightly.

“Thank you.”

The 2018 brothers were having a slightly intense battle

18 Leo didn’t seem to have a limit anymore. He just kept portaling, running, dodging, jumping, slicing, anything and everything to avoid his brothers grabbing him.

Raph, Donnie and Mikey were breathing heavily as they attempted to think of a new strategy.

“Nothing we know about him is working! I can’t razz any tazz!” Mikey whimpers.

“That’s it, we’re tryna fight Leo, but that’s not Leo. They’re forcing him to be their way. It’s not just how he talks but how he moves too. We gotta grab him like he’s a robot!” Raph realizes.

“Robot….if he’s being controlled by tech, then I can hack that tech! It has to have a signal going to and coming from somewhere. I just need time.” Donnie looks at both of them.

“Now that I can do! Distraction time, baby!” Mikey jumps up and rushes towards Leo.

They do a back and forth with their movements. Mikey uses his chains and midair acrobatics to keep Leo’s attention and actions aimed at him.

Raph uses his clones when Leo gets too close to Mikey and to make sure he doesn’t have time or room to make portals.

Donnie furiously tapped away at his wrist screen and several other screens he created with his ninpo. It wasn’t the easiest thing in the world to try to hack something you’ve never seen before.

However, when it came to his brothers, he’d reconstruct science itself if he had to.

It started to get more serious as Leo began hurting himself from how he was moving.

Or rather, being moved.

The pressure forced Donnie to work even harder. Just when it seemed Leo was about to land a massive blow, he stopped.

Raph took this moment to punch the device on Leo’s neck. It drops uselessly to the ground.

Leo smiles in exhaustion.

“Took you guys long enough.”

Mikey quickly steadies him, smiling tearily.

“Welcome back, Leo.”

“Good to be back Miguel. It killed me to not be able to do any flips when I walked in. I could have said so many cool things.” He laments.

Raph and Donnie get closer to them.

“I agree, I’d give that entrance a 5/10.” Donnie states.

“From now on we’re sitting in the room with you when you read comics!” Raph insists.

“Yeah, fair enough. Right now we need to go kick some spider as-“

“Careful Leo, Raph already used our one f-bomb.” Donnie interrupts.

“What!? I missed that!?”

“Don’t worry, I have it recorded.”

“You’re the best.”

“Hate to interrupt, but I’m pretty sure you want the same thing we do.” 03 Raph walks over.

The 12 turtles join them as well.

“We make her pay for everything.” Donnie grips his bō.

“Let’s do it. On three you guys, one, two, three!” 18 Leo shouts.

“Hot soup!”

“Cowabunga!”

“Booyakasha!”

“We’ll work on that.”

[thenerdy-artist]

The Hamato siblings (+Casey and April) heights except I’m really inconsistent and I’m bad at measurements

Tmnt dd Masterpost

•Raph is slightly taller then Mikey but it’s barley noticeable

•Casey is noticeably taller then Donnie but not by much (hopefully that make sense)

•April and Leo are the some height and Larai is noticeably taller then both of them

[razmerry]

Drawtectives: Orc Lore... 2!!!!

My first Drawtectives orc lore post that I made 2 years got over 600 notes, and I always intended to compile one for the second season. I just needed to rewatch all of it first! This one includes more general information about the Drawtectives world than the first did, cause it’s really fun. 

Part 1

Episode 1:

- York has become a male model! Good job, king

- Extra world lore: Boogle, Bamerica (where engineers drive the train)

Episode 2:

- Common knowledge in the orc tribes is that the one thing you can’t fight is death - it gets you in the end

- “There’s always time for the east” - a classic Northern tribes quote

- Extra world lore: Pollywood, gredit cards, Zac Giraffe, Belp, Bi-Fi, Halloween is canon!

Episode 3:

- No one has ever reported back after confronting a wild train

- Reconfirmed: the roughly cuboid shape of wild cats, including tigers which have a Garfield-like appearance

- One of the only comics in the Northern tribe was Cashews by Barles Pört, featuring Sneppy 

- Things York can write: eat my butt, wow now thatsa potata, Sneppy

- York doesn’t talk about his #1 and #2 weirdest days: “too weird”

- York is “a very social creature” according to Rose; all he needs are friends and food

Episode 4:

- Confirmed for the third time: York is a math guy

- York is big enough that he has a high drink tolerance

Episode 5:

- The “Ren Faire Las Vegas” is a story in the Northern tribe told to children, about a magical place with heroes and knights and glitter; York hoped to see it someday

       - Which included the hero “Belvis Breseley” and his many disciples

       - Interestingly, the Benaissance appears to possibly be etymologically linked to this “Ren Faire”, when the famous turtle painter Michaelango lived

- A classic game from the Northern tribes called “Lift It”: where you have a heavy object and see if you can lift it

Episode 6:

- It takes York a few seconds to transform between “Fight Mode” and “Show Mode”

- More Cashews lore: the lead character is Barley Brown

- Another newspaper comic: Beefcliff, which is apparently spelled differently in other locations

- BC also exists: unclear if this is our world’s or simply a coincidence

- Wild trains enjoy bones: new, old, yours, doesn’t matter to the train

- It’s speculated that trains evolved from wild bikes, with some diverging evolutionary lines including trucks

- Wild trains have feline ears and tails; if the ears are in the alert position, the train has now targeted you

- “Life is a railroad, and I’m going to ride it ‘till my stop”: a line from the hit group Bascal Blatts

- An interesting thing to note: synthetic trains are built in the image of wild trains

- York lost 17 of his cousins to wild train attacks; so York has approximately 35 cousins according to him (and I trust his math)

- Wild trains have a “burning inferno” as well as a mouth-eye, and the tail can be used somewhat like a blade

- Stripes on the side of the wild train help it blend in with tallgrass environments

- Horse Pope: holy figure? Into gambling? Oversees soups?

- York: sometimes known as “The Terror of the Northern Tribes”

- York has a net worth of about 6 million bones in his bank, although it’s unclear what the exchange rate is to Bamerican dollars

Episode 7:

- Bibby Joey: creator of the famous song “Scenes from an Italian Restaurant”

- BUNO!

- Eugino, a popular card game (Eugene-Oh?)

- I’m not writing down the rest of those board game puns

- The only game played in the Northern Tribes was “rock hit”, where you threw rocks at another rock in the air and see which rock survived; perhaps Lift It was more of a personal challenge

- There are no tables in the Northern Tribes

- Eugene’s favorite karaoke song is “I Need A Villain” by Donnie Byler, featured in Grek 2

Episode 8:

- York is the smart one, according to Rose: “he thinks the loudest”

- He’s also bad with faces and voices according to Rose; reconfirmed from S1E5

- I just really like that he was 100% convinced that Alm and All were different people

- Phone-bone, apparently

Episode 9:

- I enjoy the two-part confirmation that Northern Tribes orcs have southern accents

- “Joe Beans” is not a traditional orcish name

- Not everyone knows that the Northern Tribes have a monarchy

- “Orcish size” drinks are in a bucket, evidently they are literally sand buckets

- Jancy came to York’s first modeling show :,)

- York once tried to arm-wrestle a snake

- Wonderful film by Studio Jiggly: Ghosted Over There

Episode 10:

- No lore just solving the case!!

Episode 11:

- York’s favorite action hero is Ben Ception, who enters people’s dreams

- List of the months: Febicember, Smarch, Mapril, Junary, and Bachtober

- York’s powerful… stream gives him time to get his arms warmed up for a fight

- Another social media app; Binstagram

- “Lofty goals do lead to existential horrors” - daily quote by Rose

[angelmichelangelo]

I hate how tmnt will only ever give Mikey development in the comics like he has phased out into a background character at this point who is barley relevant in fact the only reason they add him is because he's part of a package deal and it would be hard to get rid of him even though it's become obvious they don't want Mikey a part of the series what so ever so they do everything in their power to make him as less relevant as they can. Also isn't it suspicious how when any big Mikey projects are in production of being made they suddenly get cancelled.? there was supposed to be a foot solider Mikey movie that got cancelled and the last Ronin was actually in production of being Mikey since the 90s there was another Mikey centric movie were his bros and sensei reverted back to turtles but guess what it got cancelled anything Mikey related that's important either gets \cancelled or thrown into the comics also rise actually had multiple Mikey centric eps on hand but the show got cancelled like it's honestly starting to get annoying let my boy live.

oh yeah, it’s definitely an unfortunate cycle of mikey being cut for time in almost any iteration outside of the comics. i think whilst a lot of people are familiar with all the ninja turtles outside of the realm of fandom, mikey is pretty much “the face man” of the franchise. he’s the one that most kids grew up having as their favourite. he’s gonna be front and center on lunchboxes and kiddie pyjamas. i think in that sense he’s pretty safe from ever being killed off or chopped from the actual franchise itself (plus if they ever did that permanently to any of the turtles, it would cause pretty big uproar) but it means as a result, he’s taken less seriously

i think it just unfortunately falls under the fact that whatever show/movie you’re watching, it quickly becomes apparent what turtle was the favourite of the writers and directors. pretty sure i’ve mentioned this before but the 2003 writers openly expressed how much they enjoyed leo + donnie as characters. you watch the 2003 series and that’s really plainly obvious. it’s not a bad thing, but again, every writer does it. heck, i do it. i write more mikey centric fics than i do, say, donnie, because it’s just more fun that way. a character will ultimately have to suffer at the hands of a writers bias, and sadly it’s always mikey that ends up suffering. just not in the way we want him to lol

that being said it gives me a little hope for the mutant mayhem series and sequel since seth rogan has voiced his favourite being mikey multiple times. i don’t think mutant mayhem solely focused on any one turtle, which i enjoyed, but going into future mediums for that branch of the franchise, i’m keeping my hopes high that he does just something with mikey. the potential is there. i would love to see what he does with it

but yeah. looking back, poor mike gets the short end of the stick. it’s funny, whenever i go back and do a 2012 rewatch, i get about halfway through the space arc and start to feel my enthusiasm dwindle, mostly because “journey to the centre of mikey’s mind” is like. the LAST mikey centric episode of the entire rest of the series (granted he has cool moments in later eps and isn’t totally under-utilised) but if you want an ep that’s just for him, it sadly ends right there.

same with 2003. i adore 2003 mikey but he doesn’t have a whole lot of episode focused on him. i was surprised going into rise that, even though it was considerably shorter than other shows, he still managed to have just a sparing amount of focused episodes on him alone. and then when looking into the deleted episodes, it didn’t really come as a big shock to me that a lot of those deleted episodes were mikey episodes (man i would have really really loved to have seen the robo pet one!!)

it’s also pretty consistent that whatever show or movie, the writers often talk about a plot where mikey’s brothers either end up de-mutated or de-aged and mike has to be the one to save them. kinda funny because it’s like: here’s this opportunity to have mikey really prove himself as more than capable and not just a goof — and yet, multiple times now that idea has been cut and he hasn’t had his chance to prove himself that way

i’m a mikey fan. i love all the turtles the same but i definitely am a mikey fan through and through. of course i’m gonna want a mikey centric plot and arc and all this. i know the chances of ever getting it are very slim but. yknow. i have the last ronin at least…… *sobs*

ANYWAY THAT GOT LONG i hope i didn’t sound like i was coming off like a real curmudgeon there i do still love what mikey we have been given in the last. 40 odd years.. but JUSTICE FOR MIKEY!!! he needs to be given his flowers. someone put him through the emotional meat grinder or i will <3

thanks for this ask anon!!

[lieutenantbiscute]

Ok so I’ve been sitting in this idea since yesterday and I kinda talked about it a little bit on Sunday I think—

But 12 April developing depression once she leaves for college and heavy anxiety due to her Kraang features blooming late while there. She’s so scared to leave NYC and the boys cause she feels safest there but Raph and later Casey urge her to go once they found out she got accepted to a college out of state.

It’s an attempt to have something normal for once.

So she goes and it’s a teary good bye, especially on Mikey’s part. Leo reassuring her that she’ll always have a place here when she gets back; same with Raph and Donnie. Once she’s there and settled in she does have an open line of communication with the boys for the first few months but that starts to get itchy once the work starts to pile up and finals start.

The boys understand cause hey, it’s a school where you pay to learn extra, of course you’re gonna get swamped by all the work.

But a week turns to a month and a month to two, almost three.

Not even Casey had been hearing from her.

On Aprils side things had gotten freaky for her. She doesn’t want to believe her eyes as she stares at her small dorm mirror as two Kraang like tendrils move out from the depths of her ginger hair. She keeps quiet in hope to not wake her roomie Gabrielle.

That’s when the nightmares start, nightmares where her whole head turns into a Kraang brain and she loses her self to Kraang Prime—

She butchers her hair a few days later. A shitty pixie cut and now she’s constantly wearing a beanie cause dammit that was a stupid move is she now has two weird tendrils moving around at the base of her head. She’s not telling the boys anything and unconsciously cuts context with them.

It takes one Casey Jones driving up to her dorm building in the middle of the night and throwing rocks at her window while her roomate is out to get her to crack. Unbeknownst to her the turtles had tagged along, worried sick about the silence on her end. She, in her anxiety riddled and sleep deprived mind, was gripping a tendril in one hand and craft scissors in the other when the banging at her window wouldn’t stop.

They bully there way in once April keycards them through the building door up to her room. The boys not asking questions until the room door was shut, and then immediately Mikey is the first to hug her. The first words out of Raph’s mouth was ‘you look like shit O’Neil’ with Casey seconding that statement with ‘what’s going on red?’. And suddenly that gap of silence between them was gone and she spills everything on the metaphorical table, the stress of class, her anxiety, the Kraang features coming in, the nightmares, how she was just about to cut these damn thing off her head—

And now she’s sitting on the floor Donnie’s hands on her shoulders telling her to breathe. Her heart is racing at a worrying pace as she feels a blanket being draped over her shoulders. To the boys it’s a worrying scene as well. Months without communication before Casey decides one night decide that that’s enough and make you and your brothers tag along with them to see what the fuck is up with their closest friend/sister. She’s got bags under her eyes and he hair is in a messy cut and now that the beanie is off she’s got two Kraang tendrils resting on her shoulders and she’s crying and trying to steady her breathing on the floor of her cramped, shitty dorm room.

Leo asking if she really wants to stay here. Seeing how she isn’t doing her best right now only being barley a semester in. She wants to though, wants to get through finals before she thinks about dropping out. Which leads to a Mikey and Raph wording more about her health.

“You haven’t spoken to us in what? Almost four , five months now and you expect us to just, let you stay here?” Raph is quick to snap out. He cares, he really does. But his anger is forefront to concern sometimes. Donnie reasons that she could talk to a campus therapist that he saw on a flyer as they were snuck in earlier. But talking to someone ‘normal’ about something ‘not normal’ doesn’t help.

It’s a back and forth before they decide that yeah fine you’ll finish the semester but the minute she’s done with her last final they’re driving back to pack her shit and dip back to NYC.

She gets better, not great but better enough to have her hair grow out again and manage to grow to a unsteady acceptance of her new Kraang parts. Maybe down the line she does college again, only this time community college to stay close. She has the opportunity to transfer once she gets her basics done but she’ll settle for a two year diploma for right now.

[ryanthel0ser]

Peepaw Nightmare Blunt Rotation AU Braindump 2

Finals season is beating me up so more about these sad old men since I have too many thoughts and not enough time to make a proper thing so I'm just throwing a bunch here. The First Braindump

When they're first sent to this other universe, Donbot is the only one conscious afterwards and just sees three giant turtles all with stab wounds (they all came from a fight). He's quick to figure out who they are and is just not surprised that they're all injured.

Leo can still make portals, but only in extreme emergencies. His ninpo is barley present anymore after losing his brothers and fighting the Kraang for so long. If he were to make a portal it would take months for him to regain enough of his ninpo to make another one.

Leo is hesitant to refer to himself as Casey's dad even though it's apparent to the others. He doesn't feel like he deserves the title because it used to belong to his Raph who spent the first few years of Casey's life as his dad before he died.

Heights, Tallest to Shortest: 1. Leonardo (7ft) 2. Donbot (6'3") 3. Mikey (6ft) 4. Raph (5'6")

Here's a scuffed reference, yes I know logically Donnie would be shorter cause he's not standing up straight but this is for reference so whatever it was hard enough to find a transparent image of him as is:

Raph: Gosh look at cha, your Raph must be jealous Leo: Actually, he's the tallest, or should I say biggest Raph: no way Leo: Well, he was an alligator snapping turtle Donbot from a distance: ohhhh my Raph would cry tears of joy to know that Raph: wait, how big was he, don't say it out loud though Leo: *whispers into Raph's ear* Raph: WHAT

And yes, I do already have how Leo's Raph died and what caused the Mutagen bomb to go off for Donbot :]

This might be the last of the braindumps since I've started writing it (YIPEEEE) so I'm keeping a lot of it under lock and key now. I might make some small silly comics though and doodles cause I love these sad old men a lot. Also apologies for most of this being Leo, I wrote this out before I had binged 03 and 12 so I didn't have as many solid things for the others yet. Now I do but I'm not gonna share em, you'll just have to wait ;]