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[tmnt-fun]

Raph Adopts The Mud Dogs(Chapter 1)

Depending on how well this does I'll keep writing it :)

Word count- 1289

The mud dogs were a… pretty well-known bunch. They’ve been doing a lot of stuff, breaking the law, and stealing things from people. You know, just… standard lousy things. About a year ago, they met this guy, said he was someone else, was not that person, course.

And they got mad. 

Of course they did! They got lied to, why would they NOT get mad about that? They tried to kill the guy, blah blah blah, shit happened. Honestly? Dastardly Danny seemed the most hurt by it. He trusted that big green freak and what happened? He got his back stabbed. 

Malicious Mickey seemed pretty bothered too; he trusted the guy as well and it felt weird to know that he was being lied to that whole time. He really thought that they could have been friends. Loathsome Leonard tried to get them to calm down, who cares? Ain’t like that guy was ever gonna come back, but… yeah. 

They were all pretty down in the dumps for a bit after that. 

Ha! At least Loathsome Leonard was back to being the leader. The boy in blue is always the leader! Like he said. They shoulda listened to him in the first place, then that wouldn’t have happened…

Though, sometimes, they have to be honest. They did think about that red guy, what was his name again? Eh, whatever, didn’t matter. They did sometimes think about him. Malicious Mickey thought that his plans of evil were really good! They were strange and seemed thought up at the moment but dang, if they didn’t get them a lot of money and a place to stay. 

Now they have a new place to stay!

In jail… again.

Malicious Mickey was sitting on the bench, his tail pulled up his head rested against it while his fins were wrapped around, hugging it to his chest. Loathsome Leonard was walking back and forth in front of the bars, punching at them every once in a bit. He was pretty pissed at himself for getting them caught! How was he supposed to be a good leader if he gets himself and his group caught? Dastardly Danny was just laying on the bed his arms behind his head, staring up with a small frown on his face.

They tried to break out when they were caught; yeah, didn’t work very well. Got shot at, Dastardly Danny had bandages wrapped around his arm to prove that. He didn’t get hit, just grazed, but that was enough for him to be pretty dang pissed right now. 

The other two knew not to talk to him when he was like that. Not that he would be mean to them or anything, more just he got overwhelmed sometimes. Dastardly Danny sighs and looks over at Loathsome Leonard and sits up on the bed, holding his ankles with his legs crossed. “Ey, stop banging on the bars. It ain’t helping and it’s giving me a headache” 

“You shut your mouth hole, it’s gonna work” What would? Banging on the bars? Yeah, that’s gonna help a lot. Loathsome Leonard punches at the bars again then hisses, holding onto his hand his eyes shut tight. Damn it! Malicious Mickey looks at them, frowning, then turns his head down and moves his fins over his head to cover where his ears would be.

He hated it whenever they got caught. 

The two of them started to bicker, Loathsome Leonard and Dastardly Danny. They argued more often when they were caught, they just butted heads sometimes. Dastardly Danny was overwhelmed and Loathsome Leonard disliked being in tight places.

While they were bickering, one of the guards came over to the cell and stood, with their arms crossed. Most likely waiting for them to stop their bickering. She was a fox, three tails though. She taps her foot on the bars, “Hey” she said to get their attention. 

The three turn their heads quickly at the sound, and Loathsome Leonard squints, “What? Can’t ya see we’re busy here?” He snapped, which causes Dastardly Danny to push on his arm, muttering, “Shut up and listen to what she’s gotta say” Loathsome Leonard snaps his teeth at the other one, something he did when he was annoyed which made the other roll his eyes. 

"Right," she starts, "Well you three are lucky, someone's come to bail you out" That was confusing, who would do that? Big Mama might have? But why would she go and do that? 

Malicious Mickey stands up, moving over, "Who did that?" he asks. 

"Raphael, like I said... very lucky" she turns, walking off which caused Loathsome Leonard to snap, "Hey! Don't walk away from us while we're talking to you, chick!" 

She ignored him which made him huff and puff. Annoying! He turns to look at the other two, "Do you guys know who this Raphael fella is?" They both shake their heads, Malicious Mickey holding his fins together in front of him. They were both confused... well all of them were!

That was until there were footsteps and a very, annoyingly, familiar voice, "Hey guys..." 

Loathsome Leonard slowly turns his head to look at the person that was talking. That big red turtle was there, holding his arms behind his back and looking at them with a little nervous smile. 

“You little-” He runs at the bars, reaching out to try to grab him, “Get over here!” Dastardly Danny blinks then frowns and walks over, pulling him away, “Leonard, what are you doing? He’s the one that got us outta here” his eyes shoot up to look at Raph, who was frowning.

He sure has changed, got taller, one of his eyes was… pinkish? Sharper pupil. Weird. 

“Don’t care, I’mma beat him!” He goes limp in Danny’s arms though, panting softly to try to catch his breath. 

Raph sighs shaking his head and he walks closer. “Look, guys, I’m doing this cause I feel bad for what I did earlier, I shouldn’t have lied to you three.” He puts his hands together, smiling, “Raph’s gonna help you three get out of the crime life”

That made the three of them start to laugh, thinking he was joking… he was not. 

And that’s how they were now walking out with him, he had the key to their cuffs and they knew that they wouldn’t be able to get out of these easily without that key… they figured hey, why the hell not try to work with Raph for a little while, up until he decided that they were good enough to take off the cuffs. 

Then they would leave. 

Malicious Mickey seemed to be having a hard time walking. Raph looks over his shoulder at him, “Hey, you need a little help?” When Malicious Mickey squinted at him, he corrected himself, “Do you want some help?” 

“How’d you help me?” he asks, annoyance in his voice. 

“Uh… try not to shock me, aright?” he asks, then walks closer and gently scoops him up in one of his arms making the other two blink then snicker while Malicious Mickey’s face went a bright color, “Hey hey hey!” he waves his arms the best that he could; a little embarrassed. 

Raph laughs and looks forward, “Don’t worry, it’s just for now. I won’t drop you” The eel huffs but relaxes, grumbling under his breath as he looked forward. It… felt weirdly nice to be held like this, most wouldn’t even bother trying cause, you know, the fact that he could shock. He could control himself pretty well! Just… not all the time. 

Loathsome Leonard and Dastardly Danny started to tease him all while he was ignoring them. He had the high ground now, boys. 

[a-spacecadet]

It’s freezing out and their landlord sucks. How is Team Chaotix going to stay warm? Inspired by my self-indulgent drawing, tons of unnecessary fluff.

…

After restlessly tossing back and forth, trying to burrow into his blanket as much as possible, Vector gave up. He was freezing.

“That's it!” He bellowed, and rolling off the couch, he stormed over to the coat closet. It wasn't that late at night yet, and all his noise must have woken his coworkers because they showed up not long after in the living room as well. Vector looked over to see them standing with blankets wrapped over them also.

"Hey boss, are you going somewhere?" Charmy inquired with his teeth slightly chattering.

"Yeah, I'm giving our landlord a piece of my mind. He's either fixing our heater or he'll find himself without one as well." Vector angrily snorted, wrapping his neck in a scarf and a fluffy hat on his head.

"It may not be wise, the weather and temperature outside is dropping, and you know our landlord, he won't help." Espio, as always, tried to be the voice of reason, but unfortunately just the sight of him trying to warm himself made Vector even more resolute.

"Well I'm gonna make him." The crocodile opened the door, letting a cool wind come in, making the three of them shiver simultaneously. (Espio had been really trying not to shiver using his breathing techniques, but it was very cold).

"Wait, we'll go with you, just in case." Espio offered.

"Mee mee to too..." Charmy chattered his teeth. They didn’t like to think about it, but all of them knew that low temps could mean more than just frostbite to them. As cold-blooded animals, it could mean possible death.

Maybe if we do all go together we could keep an eye on each other, Vector thought. It's not like the house offers much more warmth than the outdoors at this point.

"Okay, get your coats, let's go." Vector gestured to the coat closet. The two of them obeyed.

They started their walk to their landlord's place, a few doors down. They came up to the front door, Vector in the lead. He knocked VERY loudly, to the point that he could have woken all the neighbors as well.

"Hey, I've got a bone to pick with you, open up!" After several minutes of harsh knocking, the landlord finally opened up his door.

"What in tarnation Vector, it's nearly midnight. And it's freezing."

“Precisely, you—“ he pointed to his landlord’s chest as he said this “—need to fix our heater or else! I don’t pay my rent every month for this sort of hogwash!”

“You *don’t* always pay your rent every month Vector. If I recall you have a record of being late on your payments. Now get out of here before I evict you bums.”

“Why you!” Vector nearly grabbed the man by his collar but Espio held him back, and then also tried to reason with the landlord.

“Listen, this isn’t a matter of personal discomfort, we need the heat. We apologize for waking you at this hour but it is crucial that the heater is repaired.” Espio was very good at speaking calmly without shivering, but it seemed to work against him, the landlord was oblivious to how cold he really was. Despite Espio’s appeal, the landlord just huffed.

“Well it sounds like that’s your problem. I told you it’d be repaired this week and it will be repaired this week. But for now I’m going back to sleep and you should too.” With that he slammed the door in their faces. Furious at his flippant attitude, Vector pulled back, ready to slam the door through.

“Boss, don’t. You’ll only make things worse!” Espio waved his hands up to Vector, who snarled but Espio was steady. “We will get evicted for sure, and what will we do then?”

Vector sighed.

“C’mon boys, let’s get out of here.”

Charmy, exhausted from flying in the cold, started to flit down, and Vector caught him in his arms. The little bee was shivering. It took everything inside Vector not to barge into his landlord’s house despite Espio’s warnings, but he refrained. He held the bee close, wishing that he had some heat to share with Charmy, but as a croc he had none to give.

Suddenly, he had an idea.

“Espio, c’mon, I know what I’m gonna do.” Vector picked up his speed walking back to their place, and Espio followed dutifully.

When they got back, Vector went straight to the bathroom. Inside was a small tub, and Vector turned on the faucet full blast. Espio watched as he did this with slight surprise.

“Uuh…boss, our water bill…” He stuttered as he watched the tub fill up slowly with water.

“It’s either the water bill or the electric bill. Not gonna let Charmy freeze.” He still had the bee tucked in his arms. “At least the water heater ain’t broke, am I right?” Espio wasn’t sure what to say in response, he just watched the tub fill with steamy hot water. Their little bathtub never looked more inviting.

Vector started to take off Charmy’s coat, then carefully removed his helmet. Already the bee was warming up by being next to the steam of the hot water.

“Ooh is it bathtime?” Charmy had perked up and was looking over Vector’s shoulder at the water below.

“It sure is. Now take your shoes and gloves off.” Vector set him down on the ground, then he began to do the same. He wouldn’t fit in the tub completely due to his size, but it was better than nothing.

“Okay!” Charmy happily complied. Espio watched, a bit jealous that Charmy got to go into the bath first, he thought of himself as too old to get in the bath with them. He tried to be content to patiently wait for his turn. He watched as Vector stepped in the tub, spilling water all over the floor, with his long reptilian tail hanging over the side. Charmy dove in without hesitation.

“Ah! I’m so warm! Wee wee wee! Hot water! Hot water!” Charmy was cheering, but also the water was very hot and he wasn’t quite used to it. Vector was laying stomach down, so Charmy crawled up on top of the ridges on his back. “Hot water!”

“Too hot Charmy?” Vector asked, concerned. Charmy paused, but then shook his head vehemently.

“No! I like it!” He smiled. “Espio, don’t you want to join?” He asked the chameleon, who hadn’t moved since Vector turned on the water.

“No that’s okay Charmy, I’ll wait.” He had his arms crossed, trying not to express how much he really wanted to go in. However, to his disadvantage, Vector was a very perceptive detective. He also cared for Epsio’s well-being.

“Espio there’s no need to wait. Get in and warm yourself. Look, I know I’m big, I’ll even get out.” Vector picked up Charmy and placed him in the tub to step out, which he did, dripping water all over the floor. He then turned on the faucet again for more hot water to fill what had spilled out. Espio still hesitated, so Vector pushed him towards the tub.

“I’ll dump you in there with your clothes.” Vector smiled a toothy, mischievous grin. A bit flustered, Espio then started to remove his gloves.

“Ah that won’t be necessary. I’ll get in.” Espio eyed the smiling croc warily, hoping he didn’t just push him in. As he stepped in, his body instantly began to de-tense and relax in the warm water. It felt sooo good. Charmy was beside him, playing with one of his bath toys. He was humming to himself some little tune. Espio got a little embarrassed, he wasn’t a little kid, he was 16 years old! However, the water felt way too nice for him to keep worrying about being embarrassed. He then felt slightly bad seeing Vector sitting outside the tub. His hands were covering his shoulders, but he was contentedly smiling watching his two boys finally warm and safe.

“Uh Vector, I’m sorry, you should get warm too.” Espio moved to the edge of the tub. “Charmy make room for Vector to fit as well.”

“Okay!” Charmy scooped up his toy and moved over as well. Vector was cold, especially after stepping out of the hot water and into the chilly air, so he didn’t protest.

“Thanks boys!” He happily got back into the tub, once again making a splash, but Charmy and Espio did not mind. The three of them happily relaxed, enjoying the warmth of the water and each other’s company.

[spineless-lobster]

I am not the divine masculine or the divine feminine I am the divine comedy and you will address me as such

[youthofpandas]

What’s up with how the dunmeshi fandom just lies about this kind of stuff all the time. It is easily confirmable information that it was a monthly series, something incredibly common in the industry.

A not weekly magazine schedule is literally common !! Especially in the seinen shoujo and josei demographics, sometimes monthly, sometimes biweekly, sometimes every two months, sometimes seasonal! Please stop lying about how Dunmeshi was some special unique creation that defies all standards of manga just to hype it up because it is so clear that every single one of these comparisons is centered around Weekly Shonen Jump (and understand that SJ has many magazines under its brand that are monthly or semimonthly). Not everything is WSJ and it needs to stop being the only point of reference in conversations like this 🤧

[snarkspawn]

based ofc on this

[fox-mulder-gets-pegged]

I just wanna say bc I KNOW you're somewhere on tumblr, to the teenage girl who attended Take Your Kid To Work Day at an office building in Ontario, Canada circa 2013 and had a conversation with a middle aged woman in which you showed her your Black Veil Brides fanart and fanfics and ship content and told her about different fanfic tropes including a/b/o verse bc she happened to know who Panic! at The Disco and Fallout Boy were and thus you felt the need to show her your bandblr ship art, that was my fucking mother and I had to clarify all that to her including looking my mother in the eye and trying to explain a/b/o verse without sounding like a lunatic.

It's been 10 years and I still regularly sent evil energies in your direction. Since you'd be probably two years younger than me and thus legally an adult now, please know if this post reaches you it's on sight.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Can’t spell “Five nights at Freddy’s” without GAY

(Based off @/flashcs5 post)

[hellspawnmotel]

intimacy between an evil spiteful building-sized supercomputer and the lone scientist left behind after everyone else ditched and forgot about her (in which computer wants to kill scientist really bad but her programming wont let her so she just attempts to make her as miserable as possible instead, which also doesn't work because scientist is a freak)

[nikki-rook]

smitten | adjective | smit·​ten deeply affected with or struck by strong feelings of attraction, affection, or infatuation

[vaszametili]

obiwan leades anakin to the council 21 BBY holophoto in color

[reasonsforhope]

Sometimes you just have one of those moments where the progress we've made as a culture get thrown into stark relief. You look at something and go "Holy shit, that would never have happened when I was a kid."

Today, I had one of those moments when I realized that the teenage boys I'm working with are just. genuinely, openly enthusiastic about going to Build-a-Bear for their outing.

These are sixteen and seventeen year old boys! They just had a whole conversation about what to name their "cute", mostly new squishmallows! They're genuinely excited that they're going to Build-a-Bear this weekend and asking other kids to pick up specific accessories for them!!

Holy shit, that never would've happened when I was 16. None of the boys would have dared to be visibly interested - and neither would most of the girls! There would have been a million gay jokes and "Haha, you're a girl" jokes and "What are you, a baby?" jokes. Teenagers weren't even supposed to care about anything back then!

Less than 15 years later, and I'm watching three 17 year old boys treat all that as not even worthy of comment.

So let's call that a reason for hope. Even when the kids aren't alright, in some ways apparently they are alright. Go Gen Z, honestly. It's so lovely to watch you guys just openly doing and saying stuff that, when I was a teen, would've been a social death sentence.

[isjasz]

Join us and die 🧟‍♀️🧟‍♀️🧟‍♀️

My piece for @trafficzine 5th edition!! Go check out the whole zine 🫵

[buggachat]

something so fucked up about Chat Noir’s whole deal is that he is in a lot of ways Adrien playing a character. Like Adrien picked up his miraculous and was told he’d be a superhero so he was like “ok, time to act like a superhero!” and he lets himself have fun w it and play up the role and let loose and kind of just allow himself to be silly and goofy and have fun and for once in his life not care about performing Perfection™.

But. But none of the other characters KNOW THAT. So everyone just sees Chat Noir and is like “look at this guy’s ego. He’s so full of himself. Surely it’d be fair to knock him down a few pegs” without being aware of how few pegs he actually HAS. He’s like the “insecure character who overcompensates in ego” trope except he’s really not doing it unironically, he’s just having a fun LARP pretending to have self worth in his off-hours but nobody else is on the same page about it being a game and he refuses to tell them. He just dramatically pouts about it and lets them laugh and pretends like he’s not internalizing it and it is almost 3 am and my brain forced me to write this instead of sleeping I’m gonna take a melatonin

[josukespimphand]

I haven't posted in a while but <333

[ewe-why]

Do not separate.

Also there is this extra:

[what-am-i-doing-in-this-fandom]

I call this one "Double Kill"

[ID. First panel, Nino sits at his and Adrien's table in school, he's angled to face Adrien, his right arm resting on the back of their bench and his left hand on the table. He's saying "I still can't believe I got Rose with "Ligma"..." with his eyes closed. There's a small amount of text next to his head that reads: "It was funny, but I still feel bad..." indicating he's saying it under his breath. Him saying this gets Adrien's attention.

Second panel, Adrien is facing forward at Nino. His face is set in a worried smile as he asks, "What's "Ligma"? Is it serious?".

Third panel, Wide shot of them at their desk, showing Marinette and Alya at their table as well, looking down at them. Adrien keeps an expression of now confused worry as Nino looks at him with an open mouth. Marinette is looking down at Adrien with both hands over her mouth as her shoulders shake with contained laughter. Alya is also covering her mouth, but her joy is less contained as she smiles. The word "SPEECHLESS" is written above them to help get the surprise the three of them feel across.

Fourth panel, a shot of Adrien alone, facing forward and covering his face in embarrassment as the statement, "Just found out what Ligma is" is pointed to him in a looping arrow.

Fifth panel, a wide shot of Ladybug and Chat Noir sitting on the edge of a building together. Chat Noir is sitting criss cross with his hands resting on his thighs, sitting forward a bit to show that he's listening to Ladybug. Ladybug is much more relaxed, leaning back on her right hand and holding her left hand up casually. She's smiling as she recalls: "And then he fell for Ligma! I feel bad, but I kinda wanna see if he'll also fall for "Candace"..."

Sixth panel, Chat Noir is now crossing his arms, raising an eyebrow, squinting his eyes, and tilting his head. His right cat ear tilts as well, while his left one stays straight. The words: "Skeptical but curious" are pointed at him with a straight arrow. He's saying, "And who's "Candace"?"

Seventh panel, Ladybug is looking at Chat Noir with a shocked expression, her eyebrows raised and her jaw dropped. She's sitting straighter, her hand is still resting on the ledge, but it's no longer supporting her. The same "SPEECHLESS" is floating above her as it was seen in the third panel, to show just how shocked she truly is.

Eighth panel, Chat Noir is sitting with his knees up to his chest as he covers his face with his hands in embarrassment. His ears are flattened and his tail is curled around his ankles. The words "Just found out who Candace is" is pointed at him with a straight arrow. End ID]