#oops forgot the title

[vancruejovi]

King Graham redesign (by me) 👑

[remxedmoon]

(you worked yourself to death.)

yeah i wasn’t kidding when i said these would be coming soon. <- haha funny joke marshall. so!! remember when i said that this post would be coming out last weekend? guess whose tablet broke a few days after saying that! so sorry for the delay!! this is long overdue. here’s a link to the drive, as always! everything in this part of the update should be in the miscellaneous folder (outside of the menu icons, which are in the menu folder. wauaua).

unedited versions below the cut, plus some notes. fair warning 90% of this is just ui stuff lol

so! all of this was already done by the time i posted the enemies. the delay isn’t *entirely* because of the tablet issues, i just managed to get distracted by making: even more redraws! i’d say new update soon but after what happened last time i shouldn’t jinx myself. but! almost All of the art for the initial mod release is done!!!! exciting!!!!!!

please be nice to me (silly) this is my first time doing frame by frame animation in… give or take 5 years? i followed the original animations pretty closely, so they don’t look Awful but i am Aware of the jank. i’m not an animator!!! they’re Good Enough for my purposes.

hey did you know that the original teleport map is slightly off center. did you know that. that’s not the case for the redraw for the record but it did make things a little harder. despite that, i think you can tell i was having fun with the dormont part of the map. i would’ve put more detail into the house, but we never really get a more detailed look at it??? and i didn’t want to make assumptions. so that part’s just traced from the original 👍. anyways shoutout to the clocktower being Curved for whatever reason

outside of those, all of the added art is actually just spritework. i didn’t know this at first, but there’s a TON of copies of sprites from the icon set. Basically Everywhere. so those are added now! and should work properly! also added a few sprites that were Missing from my original batch. not going to put them all here, but a few Important ones (which i actually had to make new art for) are the rock paper scissors cheatsheet, the Larger versions of the craft signs (used in the calamité fight and. probably somewhere else idk), and the craft signs for the tutorial kid fight!

aaaand i think that’s it! for stuff from this update. yeah no there’s more coming buddy. my tablet already broke one time this week there’s no way it’s happening twice. i’m not working on portraits Just Yet (though the temptation has been There), but i’ve got the title screens, a few backgrounds, and the ending cgs done! along with a few other assorted cgs sketched out. because im out of my fucking mind. so, uh, see you soon!! enjoy!!

[ribbononline]

Still trying to finish other things but in the meantime- updated design for my older May! She's an Ace Trainer

[heshemejoshi]

i love play pretend and daydream everyday so i’m making a fake comic cover for my pmd fanfic

[medicalunprofessional]

the obsession

[sundial-bee-scribbles]

🖤🩶🤍💜

[scruffiandraws]

The Aquabats in…ATTACKED BY SNAKES

Inspired by cartoon title cards! :3 lowkey wanna make more but gotta figure out which songs! If you got one lemme know teehee

Open comms btw

[akkivee]

idk how well known it is outside of mtr circles, but all of mtr’s last names represent gods in jp mythology; izanami is the goddess of creation and death in shintoism, kannon is the jp name of the goddess of compassion and mercy in buddhism and jinguuji means a temple housing a shinto and a buddhist god

i recently read some post of a fan lamenting how hypmic doesn’t do anything with that and it’s a sentiment i’ve always agreed with lol, but lately i’ve been thinking how that doesn’t make sense since hypmic always ties meaning to names which means i’m just not looking hard enough lol. i think jinguuji is self explanatory enough, jakurai has a whole solo saying he’s been saved by hifumi and doppo. hifumi’s i think comes in play with his different selves; he created gigolo to function in his day to day life, but hifumi and gigolo can’t exist at the same time, so in a weird way he has to kill one self to function as another

doppo’s has always stumped me, hence why i’ve never spoken about this even when mtr was my life lol; like doppo is a very kind guy, but he doesn’t strike me as merciful, esp compared sensei and hifumi. but i’ve come to think doppo’s mercy is not for the benefit of everyone, but jakurai and hifumi only. and it comes in the form of easing their struggles, like doppo gently pushing sensei towards understanding ramuda to ease his heart, and while not particularly agreeing with his choice, wants to help hifumi find closure with honobono to help hifumi’s trauma

[vrieseasees]

Ginko

[unforth]

I was supposed to start working at like 8:30 this morning and instead I've sat here playing with books because of the Hai Tang Books announcement.

All the books I want from Via Lactea: $287.95 CAD + shipping

All the books I want from Aloha Comics: $232.20 USD + shipping

All the books I've got on my Bookshop.org Wish List: $981 USD + shipping

All the books I've already pre-ordered from our local bookshop: approx. $650

All the books I can't even pre-order yet but know I want: ???????

Knowing that even if I can't afford it all, at least I've got these lists in order, or something: Priceless

[yingren]

"okay, as i have tortured you enough lately with filters and dances, some streams and maybe even accidental memes - don't ask - i think it's about time i try to uno reverse these hangouts with you , ren ! "

at the sound of his name she's already beaming , even going as far as , yes , pulling out a small uno reverse card. it's time to make a change! to be bold, brace and adventurous! so bold that she, in fact, wiggles the card in front of him for a small moment, those warm golden eyes of guinaifen's fluttering excitedly. she had drowned the poor guy in pop culture, movies, game theories and who knows what. now it would be his turn to return the favor, tenfold and epicly!

" i think it's about time you show me some of your hobbies and whatnot ! " shifting the card a little to the side she'd peak past it with a softening smile. " i think i went a little too hard the last time with the dance , and , like , i feel a little bit bad for it - even though it looked super cool - as you seemed kinda stressed out! that's why I'm giving you the opportunity to get revenge on me! anything you wanna do , I'll join in on it! i can totes be a strong, awesome fighter or something ! concrete blocks don't stand a chance against these guns ! "

and, much to poor ren's sanity, she would flex for him. that's right. she was fully prepared to join him in on anything!

for once, ren thinks he’s actually catching a reference. or at the very least, he somewhat understands the meaning behind her words. though he knows it’s hardly an achievement, considering “uno reverse” isn’t exactly the most cryptic phrase to decipher. he’s played the game before, courtesy of a particularly dull evening spent humoring firefly, so he picks up on it quickly this time. the card waved in front of him only adds to the moment, paired with guinaifen’s undeniable charm. that’s one of the best things about being around guinaifen, she always manages to surprise him. time spent with her never feels wasted, though to call it spending time almost seems like an injustice. from ren’s perspective, it feels more like dedicating his time to her. whether it’s for odd pop culture references, the latest viral trend, or even elaborate game theories, he finds that he doesn’t actually mind. there’s something inherently compelling about people like her, those with an undeniable zest for life. that boundless energy, infectious and radiant. he’s sure that even someone like guinaifen has her low days, but generally speaking, she remains a constant force of light, always burning with a brilliance that seems entirely her own.

❝ how kind of you to entertain your senior citizens. ❞ a quiet laugh follows his words, nearly muffled by a soft exhale as he reaches for the card in her hands. his gaze flickers to the pose she strikes, the way she flexes ever so slightly to emphasize her confidence in her own strength. it almost makes him want to joke that one of his hobbies includes smashing concrete blocks or diving headfirst into any fight he can find. but that would be a waste of a perfectly good day. besides, it already feels irresponsible enough to keep coming back to the luofu just to see her—the least he can do is make sure she stays as far from trouble as possible.

❝ would it surprise you at all if i told you that i usually like to relax ? a good crossword puzzle is never a bad source of entertainment for me. that, or i like to try my hand at cooking sometimes. ❞ emphasis on the word try. some days, it comes easily. others, not so much. it mostly depends on the ingredients, the preparation process, whether or not he has to chop things into precise, delicate pieces. his hands betray him not just in crafting, but in the kitchen as well, though ren has no desire to linger on that thought. a faint smile tugs at his lips as he glances over at her, one hand combing through his hair, pushing it back. his gaze lingers on her features, searching for any hint of what she might be thinking, as if her expression alone could grant him clarity. if only he were a mind reader, he’d be spared the lingering doubts and potential embarrassment. his hobbies have never been particularly thrilling — not sword-swallowing, fire-breathing, ghost-hunting levels of exciting. but she asked, of her own accord, and so, he’ll answer.

❝ the stellaron hunters aren’t technically bound to stay together or not leave our ship, despite what people might believe, we do have more freedom than that. ❞ pulling his phone from his pocket, he takes a moment to navigate through his albums, scrolling past countless saved memories from the places he’s visited. if she’s paying attention, she’ll likely catch a glimpse of his camera roll — half of it filled with random snapshots, mostly of his cat, with the occasional rare photo of himself tucked between them. when he finally finds what he’s looking for, he stops and tilts the screen toward her. a picture of a lake fills the display, its water so pristine that it appears almost glass-like, crystal clear to the point of transparency. jagged rocks frame its edges, and a towering cliff stands over the deeper end, casting its silent watch over the scene.

❝ i like to go to new places, old places too. this is just one of the few i’ve recently enjoyed. ❞ reaching out, he swipes across the screen to reveal the next image, a live photo of the moving water, slightly shimmering under the light of the sun. ❝ how about we save the concrete blocks for next time and start off with some cliff diving ? unless, you know, you’re too scared ? ❞

@avaere / unprompted.

[fatmaclover]

hii!! ive posted the first chapter of my new fic!! for macdennis girlies everywhere. theres a lotta content warnings though most of it is typical sunny stuff, just be careful <3

the second chapter is currently a wip, but the first is all yours to flock to. 3.6k words <3 the summary is:

Dennis Reynolds finally gets the apartment to himself for a night, after Mac ditches him for a date. After a strangely erotic fantasy involving Mac becomes Dennis' new fixation, he breaks down, forced to confront his own feelings towards his roommate. Once Mac comes home a few hours later, they have to tackle their emotions towards one another.

It doesn't go very well.

i hope u enjoy!! have a good read ^-^

art by @snorts-glue​! :o)

[nickyandmikey]

[moeblob]

(inhales) I'm so sorry I love Schwarz von Lichtenstein Loengram. He's my son now and I'm terribly sorry but I love him so, so much.

[nights-flying-fox]

It's Not Always the Rabbit Who Takes the Wrong Turn

Chapter 2: Two Leos, No Leo

Leo wakes up somewhere very familiar, and yet not. Meanwhile Donnie has a theory.

Word Count: 3477 ☆ Fandom: rottmnt ☆ Warnings: brief mention of wounds, nothing else ☆ AO3 Link: Here!! ☆ Previous Chapter: AO3 / Tumblr

 Leo wasn’t sure what was going, or why he was sleeping in such an uncomfortable place (his bed wasn’t like this). A buzzing sound of loud chatter filled the place too, which was the worst. He hardly could make up words.

 “It wasn’t me-”

 “-no –machine—”

 “I—clone—eo—”

 He knew those voices.

 “Then how—o Le—”

 Family, it was his brothers.

 It was them.

 His mind was slowly catching up with reality. As sounds became more and more clear, Leo’s memories of what had happened returned to him as well.

 “Please Casey—”

 “They all die!”

 “It isn’t about me.”

 Leo opened his eyes wide open, shooting up with the sudden worry. His family, he had to be sure they were okay. He had to see them.

 “L-leo! Slow down, you’ll hurt yourself!” He heard Raph before seeing him. There he was: big, strong, healthy. All good, just a few healing wounds. He looked all okay.

 “R-raph?” Leo asked, voice a bit weak.

 Raph examined him while he placed Leo back on the bed carefully. “Is it really... really you? Leo?”

 Leo had priorities though. “Are you okay?”

 “Wha- oh- yes I am good, but I need you to stop moving.” Raph said softly.

 “I—” Leo tried to move to look at him better, but the sudden pain made him gasp. He cursed under his breath, wincing.

 “The painkillers should kick in soon.” He sighed, clearly not happy seeing Leo like that.

 Geez, Krang must’ve hit him badly back on Technodrome. And when he was returning home. Eugh. At least his family knew the basics of healthcare, he was grateful for that. Talking about wounds and family... “How’s everyone? Dad, Donnie, Mikey, April? Casey Jr.?”

 “Everyone’s okay, see?” Raph smiled, albeit his worry was still readable on his face. He gestured to the space around them, and Leo followed his direction. To be honest he was surprised he hadn’t seen Donnie and Mikey before. They were behind Raph, looking at him. Leo couldn’t see any injuries, much to his relief.

 Except... those scars (or they were burns? They looked like lighting scars though...) on Mikey weren’t here before. He turned to Raph to ask, but then he noticed the healing wounds he had seen before were scars, fully healed.

 ...Had he slept that long?

 “Are you really Leo?” Mikey asked, distracting him. Beside Mikey, Donnie looked at him in a way that made Leo’s worries worse. It was that untrusting face, the suspicious one. Had something happened to Leo, like in Jupiter Jim’s New Adventures Vol. 7 where JJ’s appearance was altered? Oh, pizza supreme in the sky please no! He was the face man (and the leader, sadly), he couldn’t lose his good looks!

 Leo smiled at his brothers, not letting his thoughts spill out. “The one and only!”

 “Don’t be so sure about that, pal.” His voice said back. Leo turned towards the sound’s direction and saw his own face looking back at him.

 Leo stared at him, then turned back to look at his brothers. “Not to worry you guys, but I think I hit my head worse than I thought.” It was probably the concussion. Yeah.

 His brothers glanced at each other, nervous. Oh, they were worried. He didn’t miss how Raph glanced at the other Leo too.

 “Guys, I’ll be okay, no big deal.” Leo tried, but the pain wasn’t helping. Ugh, he really wanted to get over this and figure out what was wrong with his body right now. “It is just a few injuries—”

 “Shell cracked, wounds on right leg and also broken, rib damaged and a broken bone. A few minor wounds. The rest is nothing that won’t heal in a day or two.” His other self interrupted.

  Oh it talks too! How great. “I wasn’t talking to you, halluci-leon.” Leo huffed. “You’d expect yourself to understand that.”

 Other Leo rolled his eyes, “You’d expect the stranger doppelganger of yours connect the dots faster, but here we are.”

 “Leo! Be nice to yourself!” Mikey scolded.

 “He can handle a few jokes.”

 “You are seeing him too?” Leo turned his attention back to his brothers. Mikey nodded, so Leo asked the next logical thing: “Ooookay, what did Donnie do this time?”

 Donnie gasped, a bit dramatically in Leo’s opinion, “How dare you too! As if I’ve ever broken Papa’s rules.”

 Everyone in the medbay turned to him, various expressions of disbelief on their faces.

 “You all are terrible.” Donnie crossed his arms.

 “Love you back, Dee. Anyway,” Other Leo looked back to Leo, “I don’t think Donnie did something this time.”

 “Then what’s going on?”

 “We were hopping you’d tell us.” Other Leo said. “You’re not a Casey Junior case, are you?”

 “Uh, no.” Leo noticed the relieved breaths.

 “Are you a clone?” Donnie asked.

 “No.”

 “Are you a shapeshifting alien that fell from the sky via a meteor and is trying to trick us to eat us and then replace us with your kind?”

 “No. Mikey, what the heck?”

 “Okay, this doesn’t make any sense if you keep saying no.” Other Leo groaned.

 “It is not like I don’t want to help here.” Leo glared at him. He was as lost as they were, and it lowkey began making him feel rather anxious. “How about we try different questions?”

 “Good idea. Uh, what year is it for you?” Raph asked.

 Leo smiled. Big guy most likely had an idea. “2020.”

 “You know Casey Junior, so did the invasion happen?”

 “Kicked Krang butts, stopped it from happening.” It sounded so simple when he said it like that.

 “How long did it pass since that?”

 “Well, you see, I just got out of the Prison Dimension.”

 “YOU DID WHAT?!”

 “WHAT?!”

 “OMIGOSH.”

 Yelling and his other self looking at him in shock. This went on better than he expected.

 “How did... what...” He mumbled before taking a deep breath, “How did you get outta there?”

 “Portaled myself out...” Leo replied, a bit distracted by how everyone reacted. “Am I missing something? Like I get it, it was a dangerous decision and all that but this is not the reaction I was expecting.”

 “You are looking almost all fine, for the starters.” Other Leo said, “I wasn’t as good looking as you buddy. Congrats avoiding some punches, good for you!”

 “Not just that, but did you say you portaled yourself out?!” Raph gasped.

 “You didn’t even have the time to progress everything that happened to you!” Mikey exclaimed.

 Amongst the worried talking, Donnie interrupted. “Gentlemen, do you realize what does this mean?”

 “What?” Leo was going to handle the other information later.

 All eyes turned to Donnie. “Your portaling has malfuctioned and you ended up in the wrong timeline.” He explained.

 Leo blinked. Portaled myself to the wrong timeline?! “Are you sure about that?”

 “That’s the most likely theory I got.” Donnie confirmed. “We need to get on some details to confirm it though.”

 “Maybe Draxum or Junior can help too, right?” Mikey smiled.

 “If we ever need help, perhaps.” Donnie was still not fond of the idea of asking for help from Draxum, but this was a better answer than the ones they’d gotten in the past months.

 “At least that explains some things...” Other Leo sighed.

 Leo was glad for the answers, but unfortunately, the answers didn’t help his worries. Made them worse even. “I need to go back.” He tried to get up, but Raph stopped him.

 “You can’t until you heal properly.” He said softly.

 “Raph, I know you mean well, but I need to go back to my timeline.” To his timeline, and to his family. To his brothers and sister and father and friends, who were all beat up and probably mourning him.

 To his family, to the place he belonged.

 “I don’t think you can portal yourself back like this. You might end up hurting yourself worse.” Other Leo said. “Trust me, just stay like this for a week. With how Draxum created us, your bones will heal in no time. So will your shell. I am sure your ninpo needs healing too.”

 “My ninpo?”

 “Overuse of ninpo can be damaging.” Mikey informed.

 Leo wondered how did he know this. Or why.

 As if he read his mind, Mikey elaborated. “Casey Junior explained that in the future because of the overuse of ninpo his Mikey suffered a lot from side effects. Draxum agreed too.”

 “What sort of side effects?” Leo asked.

 “Wounds on body, damaging your ninpo extremely badly, aging faster...” Mikey began counting.

 “Aaaand that’s why I must run some tests on you.” Donnie interrupted, goggles on his eyes.

 Tests didn’t sound fun right now, “They better be quick.”

 “I don’t think you should worry.” Other Leo said. “Though that explains the wounds in your hands.”

 What wounds..? Leo turned to look at his hands, bandaged. He didn’t feel any pain, but it was probably the painkiller. Good to see it was starting to work. Then he looked at Mikey again. His arms, the strange wounds—

 “Are those scars from overuse of ninpo?” Leo was looking directly at Mikey.

 He avoided his eyes, “Yes.”

 “What happened?” Was it during the Krang attack? After? Did his Mikey get those wounds, or could he stop that?

 Silence.

 Now, that won’t do. He was wounded, tired, and confused. He wanted answers, and he was going to get them. “Okay. Since no one is talking I guess it was bad. Did that happen during the Krang invasion attempt?”

 Raph sighed, “Yes, it did. But I am not sure this is the right time to talk about this.”

 “No, it is! I need to know, so when I go back, I can help.”

 “I don’t think you can do that.” His other version said. “That happens while you’re in the prison dimension. Or rather, probably around the time you escaped or shortly after that. Donnie, correct me if I am wrong, but even if after a week he manages to portal himself back at the same time he left, there isn’t much of a chance he can stop it, right?”

 Donnie hummed, “I don’t think he can even manage to go back to the time he left. Though time is a tricky concept, and there are many theories, and—”

 “Alright, alright, I get it. Fine.” Leo was so not in the place to listen to detailed explanations of time and space. Not when his mind was getting more and more nervous. “So let’s say I can’t go back for a week like you said, I need to know. Post Krang, what happened? What have I caused to change?”

 Did I put anyone in danger again?

 They clearly didn’t want to talk about it. Couldn’t blame them. Leo wanted to forget that day too, but he couldn’t. Not when he didn’t know his family’s fate.

 Finally other Leo took a step forward, “I wasn’t able to keep my katanas. I got trapped in the Prison Dimension with... him.” Leo watched as other Leo stopped for a brief second. “I am not sure for how long, but until Mikey ripped space and time to save my butt.” He smiled towards his little brother, “Our mystic warrior, Raph, and Donnie got me out. Closed the portal. Raph had some scars, he and Donnie both had similar wounds to Mikey’s on an arm but it wasn’t anything too serious. Even Mikey’s healed pretty fast. Donnie was stubborn but Mikey told us about his shell, some wounds there, but it was all stuff they can do without us. Dad, April, Junior, they all were fine too.”

 Those were good news. No major injuries that they’d need his help. Good.

 “To be honest, it was me who was beat up badly. So in your timeline that does not happen.” Other Leo turned his attention back to Leo, “Like I said, lucky.”

 Leo cringed, “Eugh boi, glad I wasn’t you. No offense.”

 “None taken.”

 There was something Leo wasn’t telling him, but he didn’t want to dig into that. Not when his brothers were here. It could be something that should stay between Leos.

 “How’s the scan, Don?” Other Leo turned to his twin, who no longer wore his goggles.

 “I couldn’t find anything new.” Donnie replied.

 “Good! Then you can go back home right after you heal, but we should probably ask Draxum first.”

 Mikey was right, but that didn’t mean Leo was happy about that. He wasn’t fond of Draxum’s company as much as his twin. “Just make sure he does not throw me off the roof or the window or something.”

 “You are never gonna let it go, will you?” Raph asked, most likely tired of hearing the same thing again and again after almost two years of the event. Too bad for him, he was going to hear it for forever.

 Both Leos answered at the same time: “Nope!”

 Donnie glared at them, “There is two of them now. We are doomed.”

 Mikey’s face lit up with realization, “We still haven’t figured out how to call you, other Leo!”

 “Easy, Lameonardo.” Raph teased.

 “Come on Raph, you can do better than this.” Leo smirked.

 “I think other me deserves a great title, like World’s Greatest Ninja.” Other Leo joined.

 “We are so not calling any of you like that. Never.” Donnie glared.

 “How about something silly, like uhh Poptart?” Mikey suggested.

 “Poptart?” Leo repeated.

 “I am hungry.” Mikey shrugged. “How about uh- double marked Leo?”

 “Double marked?” Leo asked.

 “Because there are two Leos and that makes double marks!” Mikey grinned.

 “Sorry Mike, but that doesn’t make any sense at all. Maybe if he had some sort of extra markings then maybe it could work.” Other Leo replied.

 “What was the Spanish word... tio? Ah no...” Raph struggled to remember.

 Meanwhile, Leo cringed, “Please don’t call me tio, it literally means uncle.”

 “I was trying to find the word for brother.” Raph explained.

 “Hermano. But I dunno, not really a nickname.” Leo hummed.

 “You know, we could call you Neon.” Other Leo said. “Like... Neon Leon. But you’re the Neon and I am the Leon.”

 Leo smiled at him. Like the name he had chosen for the video game records. “That’s not bad, other me.”

 “Thank you other me.” Other Leo made a dramatic bow. No- Leon made a dramatic bow. Right.

 One week. He had to wait for a week, and then he could go home. He could do that. All he wished was that his family would wait for a week too. Just one week.

 Donnie had never felt like this before. He didn’t exactly know what this feeling was. Worry? Sadness? Anger? Desperation? Maybe it was all of them together.

 His dumdum twin had just sacrificed himself.

 Not only that, but his dumdum twin’s tracker didn’t work. Donnie couldn’t see his vitals or his location!

 "I don't understand!" Donnie kept staring at his screen. The lights representing his family shone brightly, except for blue. There was nothing blue on the screen. Nothing to prove Leo was back. Nothing to prove Leo was alright. "We saw him get into that portal. He must be somewhere, there is no possibility of the tracker not working."

 "Maybe while fighting against Krang it got broken or something." Mikey tried to reassure. 

 "Maybe." Donnie repeated. 

 "Well, if he isn't here then he must've portaled somewhere safe." Raph said, no longer upset about Donnie putting trackers on them. "Maybe Dad and April are luckier. Donnie, you keep trying to find him."

 Donnie nodded, determined eyes fixated on the screen and his hands tapping it without a break.

 As Raph was about to move, he heard the call coming from April. "Found him?"

 "No, so you didn't either." April's voice sounded worried.

 This didn’t make any sense. None of this made sense. Where the heck was Leo?!

 "He isn't here." Raph replied, trying to keep his anxiety under control.

 "But where he could've gone?" Mikey questioned.

 "He has some favorite places, doesn't he?" April said. "We can check them."

 "He wasn't in his best shape, he might have accidentally portaled himself to somewhere randomly like the old days." Raph agreed. 

 "I hope he didn't portal himself to Tahiti." Mikey sighed. "Not the worst place but…"

 "How about the Hidden City? Or Hueso's?" Raph guessed. "I don't think he's somewhere hard to reach. We just need to keep searching!"

 "You are right, my son. We must keep searching." Splinter's voice said softly.

 Raph smiled at Mikey, then at Donnie. That's when he noticed the concern on Donnie's face. "Donnie?"

 He didn't answer. Instead, he kept staring at the screen.

 "Donnie, are you okay? You're worrying me." Raph watched as Donnie took a deep breath. 

 Then he finally said, "He might have portaled home." 

 "What? We just searched the whole lair." Raph didn't understand.

 "We did. But our lair. Our timeline's. What if he didn't portal to our world. Then he would end up portaling into a different universe or timeline, and that would explain why I can't find him no matter what I do! Because even broken I'd get signals! I did the design and coding and everything, I know how it works!" 

 "Donnie, what are you talking about?" 

 "Remember how Casey came from a different timeline? This might have created an issue in time and space and with Leo's messy portaling the dum dum might have ended up in a whole different timeline." He told them. “Or maybe it is something about ninpo and the dumdum mystic stuff! I don’t know, but he has portaled somewhere out of this planet at least once! You saw that too. And that is exactly why there is a possibility he has done that or something similar again.” 

 Donnie had seen how Leo had opened a portal purely by accident and ended up getting them almost eaten by some sort of creature while trying to escape from Stockboy’s plan. They had spent nights talking about how far he could portal. This should be the answer.

 Because any other answer would mean there was something worse happening. Donnie refused to believe anything worse was happening.

 Raph and Mikey looked at him, both looked even more worried now.

 “If it is really that… Then what will we do?” Mikey asked.

 “We keep searching,” Raph said. “But in case Donnie is right, we must prepare for that. What do you need, Donnie?”

 Donnie thought for a second. “I need to start doing some research and gain some information. I already had a plan for a dimension travel machine, but we need to be sure Leo is not here. Also it would be great if there is any more information I can gain about his mystic powers…”

 “I’ll try to reach Draxum.” Mikey announced.

 Donnie was relieved, “Thanks Angelo.” He really really didn’t want to ask for help from the yokai. 

 “Boys, I know it is hard but now I want you to stay there and treat your wounds.” Their dad said after a deep breath. “April, Future Boy and I can keep searching.”

 “But—”

 “Raphael,” Splinter interrupted again. “We will find him, but I cannot lose any of you too.”

 Raph seemed to be still upset, but he sighed and gave up fighting against Splinter. “Okay. We will join you as soon as we can.” He nodded to himself.

 Donnie glared at Raph. How could he give up so fast? Leo might need them! They didn’t know how much time they had! What if he was hurt? What if he needed them? What if they were losing time—

 “Donnie?”

 Donnie looked at Raph.

 “Are you okay?” He asked, genuinely worried. Again.

 “We must keep searching. Or at least try to gain more information.” Donnie said.

 “We will, but first we must treat our wounds. Dad’s right about that.”

 “And what if he is in the need of our help? What if he right now needs us?” Donnie retorted, voice a bit loud.

 “We can’t help him if our wounds get infected.” Raph pointed out. “If anything happens to us, we can’t help him.”

 “We can try and communicate with Draxum meanwhile.” Mikey said gently.

 “We will go back into searching right after taking care of our wounds, okay?” Raph reassured. “I am worried too, so the faster we get this done, the better.”

 He was right, and as Mikey said the time they would use to treat their wounds wouldn’t be fully wasted if they managed to reach Draxum. “Okay.”

 “Good. That’s a plan. Now, to the medbay.” Raph led them.

 Donnie slowly followed, trusting Raph’s words.

 That was a plan. A plan so they’d find him. Donnie knew they would. Because none of them would ever stop till they did. After all, they had hope. 

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Chapter 4: Iconoclasm

Your neck is stiff with exhaustion, but you know that you must look while you still can. There is joy there, excitement etched into the lines of her face, cruel-kind eyes gazing grey and giddy not at you, but through you. Past your battered, blood-boiled skin, the bared teeth and woozy, weightless eyes, down to what you really are. Hers.