#post invasion

[overgrown-estate]

So the latest Thunder Junction story revealed Jace still had scars and plugs on his skin. So was Vraska fully healed or was she under one of his illusions also and Annie just didn't pick up on it?

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

that article going around abt firefox's new ad program is annoying bc it's phrased as though "mozilla has finally TURNED on its people and is SELLING YOU OUT for cold hard cash!!" when. that's not what's happening. it is specifically being implemented to discourage tracking behavior, and literally all the data they are giving to advertisers is aggregate and anonymized, which is like, the opposite of what that post wants you to worry about, lol

[woozymitts]

"I hate when I try to identify a cool bug I found and all I see are pest control sites :("

"I saw this cool bug/bird/whatever but Idk what it is"

"I want to learn more about the animals/plants around me but Idk where to start"

"I wish I could do something to help scientists/biologists with research and conservation but Idk how"

[artdagz]

Mindc the tags, chapter 1.

There's an intro.

Leonardo the Blue turtle (title pending)

- Chapter 1

The first thing that registered to him coming-to was the smell.

Fumes,

waste,

..humans,

the sewers..,

a stench appalling to anyone in their right mind.

Something he thought he wouldn't smell ever again.

Dead people can't smell, can they?

A sudden gust of wind made him open his eyes, the lights entirely too bright as his ears were ringing from the loud sound and the pressure that just passed him.

Danger!!

Where?!

WHAT(?)

..was that?!

Was something attacking him?!

As sounds started becoming more coherent, the noise of a city during the night registered. Music, Yelling, a car horn, sirens..

His eyes started adjusting to a half empty, but somewhat lit street and just as his brain started recognizing landmarks and an “Ugh, jersey..” was about to leave his mouth, a more urgent problem approached.

Suddenly City noises faded in the background as a loud sound was getting closer at high speed.

The sound of the car was overpowering, Leo turned his head towards the source in alarm.

He heard the loud thundering sound of a wheel approaching, the rubber grabbing onto the street with an ear splitting crunch that never terrified him as it did in this moment while he couldn't see a thing blinded by the headlights.

Staring at the looming shadow of the car, the tire seconds from hitting him, his brain could hardly make sense of the Size. A huge inevitable Mass closing in.

All the while his mind desperately chanted “They surely would't hit something looking remotely human, right?!”

Then his survival instinct kicked in and he powered through the terror immobilizing him and tried to get up, jump/ roll out of the way.

Do SOMETHING to avoid the accident! His head screamed.

The tire grew entirely too big as his body screamed from the pain of the attempted movements, every perceived inch not enough to get out of the way as a tire the size of a small building was about to crush him.

Was this a nightmare?!

Did he disassociate enough in the prison dimension that his brain tortured him with a different way to die now?

Everything came crashing down the second the tire was about to connect with him,

the smell of rubber from the tire and a rainy stinky street,

the view of a car from an angle he was sure he could never imagine,

the pressure of the air from the approaching tire,

the hurt coursing through his body,

the sound getting so impossibly loud.

DANGER!

Everything was screaming at him

MOVE!

Then in a flash of light he was gone, his vision blacking out as a disgusting stench filled his nose and he lost consciousness.

His sore and battered body never feeling more foreign than in that very moment, he let the darkness take him away.

__________

On the other side of the city an orange and purple blur of light was fast approaching.

Following the mutant turtle that almost became a blur of orange with the speed and urgency he was jumping between rooftops, the purple one could see how his energetic brother could be considered a mystic warrior in the future.

The speed the orange turtle moved with was putting the genius' jetpacks to shame and he would wager even Michaelangelo didn't realize how close he was to flying with the big and urgent jumps he did using his kusari fundo.

Had the younger one been more relaxed or in the mood the orange brother would probably brag about his movements getting close to a certain arachnid hero, he lately had been reading comics of.

Only Donnie was sure his speed far surpassed even that of the iconic comic character.

“It's him! Donnie, I'm sure!!”

Michaelangelo screamed at him over their ninja mind meld,

making the genius cringe at the volume he had no way of turning down.

He was sure the message even reached Raph, the red turtle a red dot of light far behind them.

Even at the danger of being hit with the same volume again, Donnie had to be sure, so he steeled himself, asking

“Who?!”

“Leo!! Donnie I felt his ninpo!”

the younger turtle answered, excited euphoria hitting the purple brother hard, almost making Donnie lose control of his jetpack -happy he installed an AI program correcting dangerous flight paths back that one day he almost collided with a billboard-.

The genius sucked in a painful breath as he couldn’t stop the hurt of the idea projecting over their shared bond as his mind instantly rejected the information.

IMPOSSIBLE!

The genius’ mind reeled, instantly calculating the chances of something like that happening, clouding the bond to his brothers in a dark pit of facts, sadness and despair

And underneath,

- Deep down -

the Humiliation

of being helpless as a part of him had been ripped away,

leaving a hollow pit where the bond to his twin was snapped, brutally and so very

..Final!

Before Donnie could spiral, though, a light wiped away all those thoughts clouding his mind, confronting him with the echo of Leos Ninpo being projected by Mikey.

The hollow part inside the softshell grabbing onto that small hope greedily, trying to form a connection. The softshell couldn't believe it even as he felt the small taste of familiarity was lighting up like a match in the dark of the night as a small spark of hope was ignited.

Overwhelmed by emotions Donnie followed Mikey on autopilot, as the mystically inclined turtle slowed down on one of the rooftops close to the area Mikey had shared with them having felt Leos ninpo from.

The orange brother stopped furrowing his brows, concentrating inside, mumbling confused, while starting to pace.

“It should be here..”

Mikey walked to the corner of the building, looking down on the road, letting his eyes wander a certain area, before he lit up again.

“There!”

he pointed, before jumping from the roof, without checking for dangers first,

making Donnie snap out of his haze as he Whisper-yelled

“Mikey!”

frantically running to the edge of the building scanning the street for potential danger as he found it mostly empty aside from a few people around 3 blocks away.

Exasperated Donatello joined his brother on the street level who scrutinized a certain spot on the road.

Looking thoughtful mikey pondered aloud “He was here.. it's very faint, though..”

as if hearing his own words when he spoke them, Mikey turned to Donnie that was looking at the spot on the road Mikey was staring at before the orange turtle shook him desperately “Donnie, we have to find him, can't you use your goggles?! His ninpo is so weak!”

Reaching out to stop the shaking, Donnie put on his goggles again to scan for Leos ninpo.

Mikey was right, there was a small spot there, with how weak it was, Donnie almost wagered for it to be an old trace, but while weak, the small signature that was left indicated dimensional travel, the hole so small and faint Leo could have never fit his mind wagered.

A sob left him as the softshell took a harsh breath, before noticing there were traces of a second portal so close to the first they were almost indistinguishable.

Intrigued, Donatello scanned the signature, identifying the second faint portal to be one of Leos regular, occasionally very annoying, ones.

And didn't that statement make the genius' heart soar.

Focusing on finding out where his brother might have gone, Donnie looked at the results of the scan, deciding “There's a small portal leading away from here, the output of ninpo would indicate he couldn't have gotten far.”

Mikey was hanging on every word of the softshell gaining a happy smile and hopping at Donnies words, before starting to search,

whisper-shouting “Leo!! Hey, Lee, Leonardo! Where are you.”

Looking into the drain, rushing from one side of the street to the other, climbing one of the houses to get a better look, Mikey stopped for a moment approaching Donnie.

Wringing his hands embarassed “Umm.. Donnie?! How close are we speaking?!” he chuckled nervously.

At that question, Donnies head turned towards the dark alley next to the road.

“He would try to get out of the way.” he pondered, being pulled into the dark of the dirty side road that had trash cans, a fenced off area as well as a fire escape ladder with a few open windows.

Walking behind his big brother, Mikey swallowed approaching the smelly and dirty alley remembering the injuries his brother sported the last time they saw him fighting krang.

Observing his entranced brother look around before his eyes snapped to the trash can closest to the entry of the street, Mikey held his breath as Donnie leaned down, pushing aside a trashbag.

The breath he sucked in didn't make sense to Mikey as there was no way Leo could fit behind that.

Bracing for whatever Donnie was carefully pulling out, Mikey was on edge, between desperately wanting to see and not see at the same time.

Jumping, when an out-of-breath Raph landed next to him, both their eyes immediately landed on Donnie as the purple Turtle turned around, carefully holding something small in his hands, looking very lost.

Taking Donnies expression as bad news they looked at his hands as an arm from Donnies battleshell rose from it illuminating his hands.

Raphs hand immediately covering mikeys eyes as a terribly hurt regular turtle was revealed.

Using one of his battleshells arms, Donnie lifted his goggles, commenting the situation with a “huh.”

his numbness spreading over their link.

Raphs face fell as Mikey used his distraction to shove his big brothers hand away “Hey! I wanna see, too!” he protested, looking at donnies Hands before grabbing Raphs arm whimpering.

Not being able to disassociate or look away, Mikey caught himself.

Scanning the small form very closely, Mikey got closer, solely focused on the movements of the small slider.

“I.. I think he's alive..”

Mikey muttered.

[misterradio]

🍪🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜🐜

my coogie

[putting-carminemo-in-places]

they have invaded. none can stop them

the first law of motion is we don't talk about motion

[marxistgnome]

Memes shared by kids who grew up on starships I think they should have sea scout/land scout beef with kids that grew up on Starbases

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Endangered Species Highlight: The Water Cone Wizard

(inspired by this post)

[tizeline]

You mentioned wanting art requests for the sep au-- how about casey jr staring at mikey trying to figure out what the heck happened to Master Michelangelo to make him so different from his younger self? If you want to, ofc.

Love your art!!

LMAO no but literally, in the bad future Mikey and Donnie ended up growing really close, and he was always really kind and caring towards CJ too. So seeing this younger Mikey act so hostile towards both Donnie and CJ himself is WEIRD! (Don't worry, they all start bonding after the invasion is dealt with)

And CJ's design in the AU is mostly the same as in canon, the only real change is the mask. I'm still figuring out the details of the bad timeline, but basically Leo dies first lol, then Donnie dies, and then Raph and Mikey are both alive until the moment they send CJ back into the past. So because of that, in this AU Leo isn't CJ's sensei, but rather Raph! Also I'm probably gonna keep Casey Sr alive a lot longer too so she also has more of a presence in CJ's life. So with all this in mind, CJ wouldn't paint Leo's stripes on the mask in this AU but rather something based on Raph and/or Casey, so that's why the mask has red eyeliner lol (Casey has red eyeliner, and also red is associated with Raph) I also asked for advice on the mask deisgn from some pals on discord and everyone wanted Mikey's stupid bean eyebrows on the thing so yeah they're there now too XD. After all of that this is the story I ended up coming up with:

Also some of you might've seen a post that circulated around the fandom recently that pointed out the possibility of CJ having a prosthetic hand (here's a link to it) and I love that concept so I'm establishing it as canon in my AU!

[bio1rat1anon]

We are claiming bob as port of are blog now

this is bob

[coochiekrab]

eee sorry to ask!

buutt,,, can you post the "paws to pawby" image

i keep referencing it with my gf and since i dont use twitter,,id love to see it hereee <3

Is it this one

[morganbritton132]

Someone posts on their Twitter account, “I walked pass this restaurant on my lunch break and there was this gay couple on the patio, oohing and awing into a phone about seeing their little girl. When I walked past them, they were FaceTiming a cat.”

Jonathan replies to this tweet with a picture of Steve and Eddie at a restaurant and he asks, “Was it these idiots or is someone else in the same layer of hell as me?”

They reply, “Yeah, that was them.”

[sidebee-hive]

I recommend reading the entire letter, but here are a couple excerpts:

[bio1rat1anon]

this art is belog to us 🐀

More drawing tablet practice! This time I tried to render something (which sucked because it took me twice as long as usual to make this). :)

Reblogs and comments (and tips) are very appreciated!!!

[pollyanna-nana]

Part of why I’m so defensive of the name Thistle is that I just think it fits him so perfectly and has some really interesting meaning you can assign to it outside of it just being his eye color.

Where I come from, thistles are considered a nuisance species. They have massive taproots that burrow deep underground, so once one pops up in your garden or yard you’re going to have a hell of a time removing it. The scotch thistle, like above, is considered invasive and listed as a noxious weed, and though there are many native thistle species they all tend to get lumped together by the average person.

And yet, thistles are incredibly important to their local ecosystem. They provide food and shelter for many species, especially pollinators, and are hardy survivalists. In some places they’re seen very favorably, such as being the symbol of Scotland. Their prickly nature means that few people are likely to mess with them, which makes them an effective symbol of resilience and protection.

But, despite this, to many they are just weeds. A nuisance, to be tolerated at best and exterminated with little prejudice if the wrong kind is in the wrong place to the point that it draws attention. Despite the fact that ultimately it is us humans who brought them to these new locations. I think there is no malice in simply trying to be alive.

[lilacs-stash]