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[asummersday]

Share some more ROTTMNT headcanons?

the hamatos have movie nights and board game nights. there’s no schedule for them, sometimes someone will go “movie night tonight?” or will text the gc “board games? i’m feeling some murder mystery tonight” and that’s how it goes. everyone participates. even splinter, and he complains but only to put on a show. he enjoys it. they play uno, clue, game of life, they play new and old games, play the ones they like more often, and throw out ones that suck. donnie has a spreadsheet for it (of course he does). mikey and splinter, surprisingly, are fucking RUTHLESS during monopoly. the wins are always tied between the two and that one time leo won by complete accident (thats what he says. donnie doesn't believe him ONE BIT because his twin is a lying liar who lies). everyone loves monopoly just because the chaos and the backstabbing is the most entertaining part.

mikey had a “copy everything donnie does/eat/likes” phase and leo had a “copy everything raph does/eat/likes” phase. (i am a firm ‘leo is the younger twin’ truther)

april an leo are face mask and skin care routine besties. she’s the reason he even KNOWS what both of these things are. she’s also the reason he even makes his dumb puns, because SHE makes them (and 9y/r leo was smack in the middle of his ‘copying his big bro’ phase. it extended to april, who basically became his big sister). donnie constantly tells her he still has not forgiven her for that (jokingly)

Lou Jitsu was ABSOLUTELY Sexiest Man Alive at one point i'll tell you that

donnie’s eye starts twitching when he’s annoyed (mostly when leo annoys him). it happens so often that it starts twitching when leo isn't even in the same room and donnie will go “leo's doing something stupid again”

leo doesn't fall asleep easily but when hes a sleep my mans ASLEEP. nothing can wake him up. hes usually a light sleeper but when he hasn't slept in 3+ days and passes out at 12:30pm on the couch? he's literally dead to the world. his brothers take FULL advantage of this. stacking food/objects? yes. drawing on his face/arms/legs etc? for sure. mikey paints his shell sometimes. he once painted all of starry night without leo waking up once.

raph is wary of cass when she first joins, but when they find how many interests they share, they become almost instant best friends. they're inseparable and hang out all the time its amazing. everyone is terrified of them because they've seen how violent their sparring sessions get.

mikey watched lilo and stitch when he was like 5 and instantly zeroed in on the whole ‘voodoo spoon’ thing and tries to do the same thing. his dad and raph are extremely concerned (and slightly off-put. mikey was a weird child)

when he was younger, he had a terrible case of separation anxiety. it gets better as he grows older, and then comes slamming back full force after the krang. if his brothers aren’t in his immediate sights, he will just. panic. it takes… too long for him to stop having panic attacks when he wakes up and one or two of his brothers aren’t present (especially leo. he latches onto leo the longest after. it takes nearly as long as leo’s recovery does for mikey to be able to sleep without leo in the same room)

splinter, the old sap, actually has hundreds of pictures of his boys growing up. so much that he has dozens of photo albums spanning the years. you can tell exactly when april shows up in their lives because one day she’s not there at all and the next its like he got a fifth kid. he loves leafing through them on occasion, reminiscing and definitely not crying. not all the albums survived the shredder, but enough did to still recount the years. after the invasion, splinter moves the albums from his room and into a shelf in the living room. (hes caught his kids more than once poring over the books, either alone or huddled together on the floor. he always leaves, allowing them this moment alone.)

[mindlessdepressionexcludingdeath]

White-Clothed Calamity

I just want to get this straight: I hate Bai Wuxiang. I'm aware that people have other opinions, and I can respect them, but I'm just saying. In my opinion, Bai Wuxiang is a bitch and he can go to hell for the third(?) time.

Anyway, enough preaching. You know, the other day I read all the way up to the White-Clothed Calamity Arc, and I just gay-up stood there and pounded my fist on the table in anger. One of my friends looked at me from across the room like I'd just declared I wanted to kill myself. (Which I didn't, and I don't.) I was ready to rage quit.

I feel like I have to take a thirty-minute cool down after each chapter so I can calmly read on. I mean, it's a good book, Heaven Official's Blessing, but sometimes I just can't.

Unfortunately, BWX's hair is literally the most satisfying hairstyle I have ever drawn. Like, the white streak-

Beautiful.

Update: I made five copies of this work: I kept the original one, and then proceeded to 1) Put one through the paper shredder; 2) Burn one in my backyard firepit; 3) Stab one a hundred times with a kitchen knife; 4) Toss one into my compost bin and leave him to rot; and 5) Cut one neatly into little squares and then put them into my pencil shavings/eraser bits box. No judgment there.

[vaudeville-moggie]

16. 17. 18. 19. 20. 21. 22. 23. 27. 28. 29. 30. 31. 32. 33. 34. 35. 36. 37. 38. 39. 40. (For the tmnt ask thing)

KELP THATS TOO MANY NUMBERS LEE

16.) Rise version of Casey, and her son are the coolest I think but I love them all they're my babies... The one from the 90s films is the hottest tho WHO SAID THAT

17.) I love 1987 shredder he's so sillies dad of two <3

18.) my favourite villain... Hmmmm 2003 had some really well-written villains I think? Baxter Stockman is one of my favs all-round maybe because he's abused a lot and he isn't really able to dig himself out of that... He gets really fucked up in 2003 but he kind of has a redemption in the future? Unfortunately 2003 didn't really explore that and I think it was more put in for laughs...

19.) my fav ally is probably Casey Jones or timothy (not including April because she's more like a main character, idk) or!! Carter, who appears in 1987 and then never again. I miss him 🥺

20.) theme song... I love them all... Rise's is objectionably the best but damn 2003 had some damn good bangers. I could listen to "back to the sewer" on repeat forever.

21.) favourite story arc? Like... Idk, one that appears a lot is the farmhouse arc (or country arc or rural arc whatever) that first appeared in the 90s movie (although it was probably in the comic first) and Leo or Raph is injured, and one sits by the other while they heal... It's a very soft moment for the brothers because they're usually fighting... If Rise gets renewed I'd love to see this arc again.

22.) I wasnt really a pizza eater before TMNT, it's not a big thing in Australia compared to NYC. I LOVE margherita!! Basil and tomato and boom, ya got yourself a pizza. I'll eat any pizza except any pizza with that horrid ham. Or anchovies. (Who does, wtf)

23.) fav TMNT fic dude idk I should read more... Uh tangledinink's teenage mutant what now?

Lots of TMNT fic recs on my side blog pinned post :3

27.) something I love to see in TMNT art/fics? Tails!! Hehe they deserve tails :3 also any references to sci-fi because that's very TMNT coded, it has a long history of star trek references

28.) what is one thing I'd like to see explored more in art/fics? uhmmm idk 🧍��♂️as long as people are having fun idc... Maybe villain redemption? Like they did that in rise with draxum canonly so...

29.) what is one headcanon that I have? Uhmmm trans Leo I mean, always... Always.

30.) idk of any common headcanons that I reject... Every headcanon I've seen I've gone like, yeah, I can see that. Might not fully incorporate it into my headcanons but I've never blocked a headcanon or cringed at anything...

31.) one piece of TMNT canon that I dislike/ignore? Say it with me folks: Donnie's crush on April

32.) uhmm idk lol I think I got into it with rise so my first thing would be the thing I just redrew here the original being here

33.) my favourite thing I've made??? idk. I really like the pokemon au I haven't posted about at all and this!!:

only piece of my art on mah wall

34.) what character do i draw/write most often? it might... be mikey? idk... i think I draw them all evenly but i'd predict if you went through an actually counted out of the things I've posted, it would maybe be mikey.

35.) which character relationships are my fav to write/draw? idk I really like how mikey interracts with his brothers and sister(s) which is something I've found I enjoy playing with in my magic au... but I'm literally always drawing rise leo and yuichi usagi together in my tmnt sketchbook so

36.) which character I have the hardest time writing/drawing? Rise Raph for BOTH... sigh, I think I'm definitely better at drawing him than I was, but I've got a lot of practise to do. and in terms of writing, hes a very multi-faceted character and while he's the big brother and he has to responsible, he's also a kid and he can be silly and fun too...

37.) I write/draw multiple iterations of tmnt, but so far I've kind of only posted rise and 2012 drawings so...?

38.) Do you generally stick close to canon, or diverge from it?

my first instinct when writing fics is to make it canon-compliant... but I've made Aus too, so, both?

39.) Do you have any TMNT OCs?

ya, Jim (general tmnt sona or oc, and was my fursona for a bit) and this bat yokai oc I've only drawn like once, her name was ghost I think. I've also made an Usagi character for magic au 2012 leo... spoilers teehee

40.) Do you give the turtles tails? YES OFC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! unless I forget teehee

YAY!! happy 40 years TMNT!!!!

[tmnt-obsessed-ace]

Ok so I love Ghost In The Shell and I love all your aus

So I gotta ask, if all your aus took place in the Ghost In The Shell universe which ones would be the least awful (awful in the sense of pure danger for the Ghost fam) and which ones would be the most awful

Okie Dokie >:)

(@bluepeachstudios I am once again borrowing Ghost for this)

I'm only gonna do the aus I already have fics published for/talked about at length (with one exception :3)

Starting with the least dangerous/stressful/awful crossover, Same Story Different Font. This one genuinely wouldn't be too difficult on Ghost (assuming he isnt the one that goes dimension hopping again) plus he and Leonardo would instantly try to adopt each other ("WHAT YOU MEAN YOU WERE ISOLATING YOURSELF FOR OVER TWO DECADES?"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU BECAME A FATHER OF FOUR AT SEVENTEEN?" Their kids would cause the most insane amounts of chaos ever) They would be friends, give them a social life beyond their children

Next up is Lost But Never Found. This one is definitely more stressful on good ole Ghost. The second he realizes Indigo is an alternate version of Leonardo that suffered the exact same fate as him but WORSE...Ghost's heart is gonna fucking SHATTER (Ie, Indigo fell through a portal with no way back home but Big Mama captured him, forced him to fight in the Battle Nexus, COMPLETELY WIPED HIS MEMORIES BECAUSE HE DIDNT WANT TO KILL, continued to force him to fight every single day multiple times a day...yeah that was objectively worse than Ghost's early years. Big Mama better pick a god and PRAY)

The reasons this au is more stressful/dangerous is because A. An alternate version of your brother is HERE instead of back home, and he also has no memory of his old life so how the hell are you gonna get THAT back. And B. Helping Indigo come back down from the "Kill or be killed" mentality and help his adjust to normal mutant turtle life is gonna be really rough, especially when he ends up joining the Mud Dogs and becoming a hitman because he did not feel like he belonged with the Rise fam at all (and its only gonna get worse when he DOES get his memories back ALL AT ONCE :3)

Now into the really stressful/dangerous territory with When The World Crumbles!

Bet you didnt see this one coming ;)

Poor Ghost is definitely gonna need blood pressure medication after this whole ordeal. To keep it brief, the 2012 turtles fall into the Riseverse. They were not trying to GO there at all. They were tring to stop another FULL SCALE KRAANG INVASION. So...

These turtles are in the wrong dimension

Their dimension is currently being INVADED

And to make it worse it has only been TWO MONTHS since Splinter was killed by the Super Shredder.

So the entire is spent trying to hurry and build a working portal to get these kids back home before the Kraang fully destroy their world, and also dealing with the 2012 boys unlocking Ninpo. By suffering immensely the entire time and eventually returning to the 2012 dimension (the Rise kids are going to help to and so will Ghost because duh) and stopping a full scale invasion.

But considering the events of the last couple of chapters, its not gonna be easy. And its only the beginning. (And considering that there will be a SEQUEL fic in Eclipse Across Dimensions...its gonna get so so so much worse. I would actually put Eclipse Across Dimensions as the top most stressful/dangerous time for literally everyone, but considering its a sequel fic to this au and I am nowhere NEAR that far into the story...it stays here for now :3)

Ghost will absolutely adopt these traumatized, orphaned nineteen year olds on sight

And the absolute MOST stressful/dangerous au for the Ghost fam would have to be my newest au (and the one I havent talked that much about, which is why it is the exception to my aforementioned rule) Fractured (Lost) Hamato Clan

Oh boy :)

Aka the au where the 2012 boys gets brain wormed by the Shredder into becoming evil. 2012 Splinter, Casey and April all flee to the Riseverse, the ENTIRE 2012 Footclan FOLLOWING THEM

Which means that on top of the Rise mutants, Rise Footclan, and Barron Draxum the boys will have to deal with

Footbots that learn and ADAPT to every move they make

Extremely dangerous mutant assassins and goons

THE LITERAL 2012 SHREDDER (who not only SURVIVED GETTING FULL ON CHOMPED BY AN 8 FOOT TALL MUTANT ALLIGATOR BUT BEAT THE MUTANT ALLIGATOR. The boys are absolutely fucked)

And evil versions of themselves.

It will be Ghost's literal worst nightmare come true and this happens early in season ONE so they dont even have ninpo to help them, and not even the extra training they had with Ghost will be enough to deal with everything

(When his kids end up fighting The Shredder for the first time, Ghost will swear that he felt his heart stop.)

Its not gonna be a fun time for anyone involved, especially when it comes to confrontations between the 2012 turtles and Rise kids. Because they dont want to hurt them, they literally have an evil parasite in their brains MAKING them do this, making them act this way. (And they're only 17, two years older than Raph, and it breaks Ghost's heart every time he's forced to fight these poor kids.)

However these kids are extremely dangerous.

Because they KNOW the Rise kids, as different ad they are at their cores they're the same person. Which means they know how the Rise kids think, how they behave, what stupid plans they'll come up with.

And how to break them into pieces.

One such example being when 2012 Donnie hacks into the Turtle Tank's system and hijacks it, even going as far as to completely lock the tank down and drain it of OXYGEN to force Donnie, Raph, Mikey and Ghost (Leo was not with them so no portals out) into submission and basically hold them as hostages in their own tank. And thats just ONE example of many, its that bad.

Its gonna be the absolute MOST stressful time of Ghost's life for sure

So in order from least awful to most awful:

Same Story Different Font, Lost But Never Found, When The World Crumbles (and its eventual sequel), and Fractured (Lost) Hamato Clan

Hope you enjoyed anon!

[writingsbychlo]

Hi!!! So ummm, in a modern au, what do you think each of the batboys would do for living?

hope you are ok<3

i am okay thank u <3

i ended up writing way more than i intended lol so i put it below the cut. this seriously made me want to write some modern!au stuff for them

rhys is a ceo of a company he inherited from his father. he’s spent years trying to make it clean and honest because when he got it there was so much bad politics and hate surrounding his company. his family were not popular at all. rich, but hated. he introduced fair wages, longer maternity leave, clean energy, charity galas, a lot of stuff. he’s now very popular about about 8 times richer because of it. a good sum of that money comes from interviews (where he says things like “I didn’t make improvements for the money, I did it because it’s right. the money doesn’t hurt though, now I can spoil my wife even more.”) and also brand deals because he’s hot and companies like to advertise through him. he gets a lot of fancy watches and custom suits.

azriel worked for rhys’ dad doing shady shit before he died and rhys inherited the company. when they were 13, at a sleepover, rhys dared az to try and hack his fathers company. he did. but he was caught. instead of reporting it rhys’ dad promised not to tell the cops if az signed a contract to work for him when he was 16. poor baby az did it because he didn’t want to get in trouble. the literal day after az’s 16th birthday he cashed that in and had az start hacking for him. which turned into ‘spying’ on business partners and reporting back what they’re doing and who they talk to online. which turned into paying them vaguely threatening visits when azriel had a growth spurt to 6ft5 and broad af at 17. by 18 azriel had definitely been forced to do some illegal shit way worse than hacking but couldn’t get out. he’d practically signed his life over. when rhys inherited the company at the ripe young age of 21, he made azriel watch as every single copy of that contract was shredded. then they took the shredder out into the garden and burned the whole pile of pieces. azriel cried. azriel also decided if he hadn’t had to drop straight out of highschool to work for rhys’ dad he’d have wanted to go to college. he wants to take law now, so nobody has to go through what he did and get stuck. rhys offers to pay for a top university for him. az refuses, he took online night classes for three years while working a low level job at rhys’ firm. he’s now a ‘private investigator’ for rhys and a ‘bounty hunter’ on the side. because sue him, he kinda likes scaring the bad guys, he just never likes hurting the good ones.

cassian owns a boxing gym funded by rhys. he didn’t know it was funded by rhys for a long time. he had ALWAYS had the dream, all through high school he always knew what he wanted to do and he told az and rhys constantly. it teaches self-defence and cool courses like sword fighting and archery and has kids clubs for martial arts at school times. it has women only evenings, it has a teens only evening, cassian always wanted everyone to have a safe space. he’d described it perfectly, and rhys had found him the perfect building for it. and bought the building. and had someone pretend to be a landlord to give him a really low rent agreement. and then also paid if cassian’s designers and decorators to give him low rates. and then bought him a whole load of equipment and said “i found a wholesaler. no you can’t see their website they don’t have one, it’s a CEO to CEO thing.” cassian only found out when visiting az at work one day and seeing all the legally documents in a “cassian” file in azriel’s usually locked desk drawer. rhys has az do the legal work for it. cassian was MAD at rhys. but also touched. but MAD. they had a big argument and he promised to pay rhys back, rhys refused to accept any of it. they argued some more. it ended with cassian getting rhys to increase the monthly rent he pays back and with rhys crying a little bit and clinging to cassian and saying “why can’t you just let me give you things? it’s not like I can’t afford it!”

side note; cassian says ‘I don’t see you forcing azriel to accept expensive gifts!’ to which azriel growls and says ‘he bought my apartment. building. because I said I thought rent was too steep for me back when I was working down a couple floors and going to college too, he refuses to let me pay him proper rent now.’

[acey-waceyy123]

How the TMNT rebound found the kraang

Warnings: self oof jokes

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“I could be at home listening to my music and working out right now, but you guys had to go and drag me out here to find Don’s stupid bot.“ Raph complained, trailing behind the other turtles. They jumped across rooftops, looking for Donnie’s robot, metalhead. In their previous battle, they had to leave him behind because the Shredder was just too powerful.

Leo sighed, “Raph, it isn't even that bad. Your ear grating rock music isn't gonna run away and disappear.“

“Hah. Imagine being too wussy to listen to rock music?“

“I'm not a wussy. I just know what real music is.“

“If you two could stop yapping for once, that'd be great.“ Donnie sighed, “We get it. You guys hate each other. Now let's focus on finding metalhead.“

“Hey, I don't hate Raph.“

“I hate you, though.“ Leo shot Raph a look.

“Aw, come on, guys! We´re brothers! We shouldn't hate each other!“ Mikey was trying to stop them before they really started arguing, but they just ignored him.

“I think Leo just can’t handle how much better I am.“

“Better? You? The egotistical, annoying, rebellious, hotheaded, and stubborn idiot?“

“Shut up. You were an accident.

“Technically, we´re all accidents here–“

Both Leo and Raph said at the same time, “Not now, Donnie!“

“Wow. Way to appreciate my impeccable genius.“

“No one asked, dude.“ Raph rolled his eyes.

“Guys?“ Mikey tried getting their attention.

“For once, I’m with Raph.

“Oh dear universe, why is everyone against me?“

“Guys?“

“Everyone's against you? You guys literally tell me to kill myself daily.“ (<-- affectionately :3)

“Because you should, stick-up-your-butt leader.“

“Thanks a lot, dumb–“

“Guys!“ They all turned to Mikey, “I see metalhead!“ Mikey pointed down to the roads, where a damaged and deactivated metalhead lay.

“No wonder the tracker could barely get a signal! Does Shredder know how much work and materials I put into that thing?!“

“I don't think he cares. And neither do I.“ Raph headed to the edge of the rooftop they were on and climbed down the fire escape, the others following behind. As they reached metalhead, Donnie´s energy tracker had started going crazy out of nowhere. “Uh. Don, your tracker is buggin’ out.“

“Yes, Raphael, I see that very clearly.“ Donnie followed the energy signatures to a nearby wall. “Strange..“

“So can we go home now?“

“Hm. I—“ Suddenly, a guy just.. phased through the wall?! “Huh?!” Leo immediately pulled out his katanas and got in front of his brothers. “We should go! We can’t be seen by humans!

The guy looked at them, before a robotic voice spoke, “Witnesses. And mutants.”

“Uh- we’re sorry, sir! We just..” The man suddenly turned into a robot, Mikey trailing off as the wall turned into an entrance to what looked like a secret lair, but there were tons of robots and.. Aliens?!

“Okay, time to go– Leo!” Leo had suddenly charged and tried to go for a swing at the bot, before they all had a net thrown at them that captured all four. Leo’s eyes widened and he looked around frantically, seeing his katanashad fallen out of reach and outside the net. “It’s okay guys.. I- I’ll get us out! We’ll be fine!”

“You’re panicking, Leo.”

“I'M NOT PANICKING! YOU’RE PANICKING! SHUT UP, DONNIE! What if something happens to us..?!”

“Are you an idiot?! We could’ve just ran away!--” Raph cut off as the robot picked them all up in the net and carried them inside the hideout. There’s lots of advanced tech and robots inside, everything looks so.. Futuristic. Alien. Donnie looked around in awe and was talking about all the tech, Leo was panicking and thinking of the worst things that could happen to his brothers, Mikey was trying to reassure Leo they’d be fine, and Raph was frustrated and squirming around, trying to get out.

..yeah they probably wouldn’t make it out of this.

“Donnie! Use your tech bo or something!”

Donnie looked back at Raph and snapped out of whatever nerdy rant he was yapping about. He rolled his eyes and reached for his tech bo behind him and used a saw feature in it to cut open the net, freeing them. Leo breathed a sigh of relief and took out a dagger from his pouch. It wasn’t as effective as his katanas, but he didn’t have them right now.

“Time to lock in, boys.” Raph pulled out his sai. Soon. lasers were flying all over the place, each turtle narrowly dodging them and taking the bots down with ease.

“You know, for robot aliens..” Donnie said, swinging his tech bo to knock out another, “These robots are quite easy to defeat!”

“You’d think they’d be harder.” Leo stabbed a bot sneaking up on Raph from behind. They all took care of most of the bots. There were surprisingly only a small number of bots.

“See, Leo? I told you we’d be fine.” Mikey took down the last few.

“This is a relatively small group of them. If there’s a whole alien race, I’m assuming there’s bigger groups and stronger versions.”

“Okay. So.. THERE’S ALIENS NOW??” Leo went right back to freaking out, “What if they come for us?! Hurt you guys?–”

“Calm down, Lame-o-nardo. We took down the junk scraps easily, we’ll be fine.”

“I told you to stop calling me that, Raph..” They all stopped and turned when they heard a shuffle somewhere.

“Did we leave one?”

“Oh, gee, I don’t know, Lame-o-nardo, let’s go see.”

“Why do you always do this..” The turtles followed the shuffle noises and found a bot, hiding behind a rack of weapons. “Alright, let’s–”

“Wait! I mean no harm!” The bot said, “Let me explain..”

“Make it quick.”

“Yeah, or else Leo over here’ll start cussin’ ya out.” Leo nudged him.

“Just let it talk already.” Donnie sighed.

“Okay.. so, uhm, you can explain now.” Mikey looked at the robot, trying to ignore raph and Leo wrestling each other in the back.

“My name is Bishop. I’m one of those aliens you fought– but I’m not like them! You see.. We are Kraang. An alien race that has been dominating planets and universes for thousands of years. Enslaving them. The kraang are cruel, ruthless monsters.. The only reason this world has not been taken over, is because our mutagen does not work here like it should.”

“Mutagen?” Leo paused his fight with raph and his attention turned towards Bishop.

“Yes, Mutagen. Normally, it turns species into non sentient slaves to do our bidding. But here on Earth, it only mutates what it touches into monsters. I recognize that you four are victims of this mutagen..”

“That’s.. So, your alien race is the only reason we’re here? Like this?”

“Indeed. And I tell you now, impending doom is coming for you all. The ones you faced are of the lowest rank in our species. There are horrors you have not yet seen.”

“We.. we’ve gotta stop this.”

“For once, I agree with Leo.”

“Yes, you should. I will help you.”

“How? Aren’t you one of the lowest ranks?” Mikey asked, “No offense! I’m sorry if that sounded mean..”

“None taken. I will spy on the kraang for you.”

Donnie got an idea and handed Bishop a device, “Here, this is connected to my robot. We can keep in touch.”

“Oh, and, I'm Leonardo, that’s Raphael, Michelangelo, and Donatello.”

“Leonardo, Raphael, Michelangelo, Donatello. I will help as much as I can. You must go now. HQ will surely get a message about one of the hideouts being overtaken.”

“One of?”

“There are multiple. Now you must go.”

Leo nodded, “Thank you, Bishop.” They went through the secret entrance they came from, and when they turned back, it was a normal wall again. Leo picked up his katanas and sheathed them.

Donnie picked up the damaged metalhead. “Let’s go to his material hotspot. It’s far, but we’ll need metalhead to talk to Bishop.”

“Sounds like a plan, Donnie.”

“Leo. I know we’ve got to take down the shredder, but we should prepare for the kraang first.”

“Raph, we’ll talk about that later. Besides, if we get the shredder out of the picture, things’ll be easier.”

“But we should deal with the bigger threat–”

“No more fighting! Let’s just go get metalhead’s materials..” The two turned to the youngest brother.

“..fine. Mikey’s right. We won’t get anywhere if we keep arguing right now. The three followed behind Donnie as they went to go fix metalhead.

[proudfreakmetarusonikku]

Whumptober Day 3: Isolation and Overstimulation

Disc finale bad ending AU. Studying the effects of Tommy's hypersensitivity after revival, Dream uses the fear of being alone Tommy has to be allowed to preen his wings, despite the sensory overload of revival. Warnings for hypersensitivity and sensory overload, some body horror with revival, abuse, torture, manipulation, isolation, human experimentation, and forced family dynamics.

this is inspired by the time i was having a meltdown and my dad decided the best way to comfort me was ruffling my hair. i love you dad but you’re also stupid.

ao3 link

—— Coming back to life fucking sucked.

Limbo was shitty, sure, but he’d rather stay there and sleep forever or something than go through the sheer unbridled awfulness of revival. Limbo hurt, but it was the lingering pain of death- honestly, it wasn’t even that fucking bad if Dream was in one of those rare moods he didn’t treat making Tommy’s death as prolonged and torturous as possible as the most fun game in the whole world. It was nothing compared to the sheer agony of revival.

It was indescribable, but out of the sheer boredom Tommy’s life was defined by outside of the terror of Dream’s experiments, the twisted feelings of almost-happiness when Dream forced him to pretend they were all friendly like, and the sobbing fits he went into whenever he thought of Tubbo had left him with a lot of time to find the closest description possible, solely to never tell it to Dream out of spite. Or maybe to tell it to him straight away, and be a good friend and be allowed maybe a modicum of freedom. It depended on whether he was having a normal day or one of the ones where he wished even Dream was around to spare him from the tedium and boredom of being locked in a boiling hot cell with literally nothing to do.

It was like if you were a jumper. Dying was like if you were unravelled into a mess of wool, and obviously, that hurt like shit, but once you were a pile of thread, it didn’t really get worse. But being revived? It was like if you were knitted back together, but like, by a really shitty knitter. It was like you had holes poked in you and sewn together wrong and when you were finished, you had like three arms and were full of holes, meaning you couldn’t even keep anything warm anymore, and then you just had to be a shitty jumper in pain and unable to do anything forever as you unravelled again but even worse.

It wasn’t a perfect analogy because it made it sound way too nice. It didn’t even get into how it felt like his soul had been shattered and glued together haphazardly, then sent through a fucking shredder. It didn’t get into the fainting spells or the brain fog, or when he’d spend all day curled up around the sink vomiting a pitch-black fluid that eroded at the walls and the porcelain. But it was the closest he’d managed to describing the sheer agony.

It was quick, but that felt less like a mercy and more like another torture. A sudden burst of agony without warning burned through him, one second in limbo, the next forced back into his own decaying corpse, the walls wailing and the lights blinding. The bedsheets underneath him were soft, but the bloodstains dug into him painfully, and the texture of it hurt. The taste of iron in his mouth made him feel sick, and the smell of perfume barely covering up rot stung his eyes and nose.

Involuntarily, Tommy let out a cry of pain, but the reverberations through his throat felt like a thousand tiny knives. Dream said something, probably either mocking or the fake nice thing he did when pretending they were friends, but it blurred together into an incomprehensible noisy mess. He put his hands over his ears, rocking back and forth as he curled into the tightest ball he could.

The feeling of something heavy on his head, ruffling across it and leaving behind a tingling pain wherever it touched, made him squeeze up even tighter, letting out a squeak of pain. It felt like little bugs had laid their eggs in his scalp where the pressure was, digging through his skull and his brain, painful and, above all else, uncomfortable beyond description, leaving him squirming and trying to avoid it.

“Prime, Tommy, you don’t need to act like I’m killing you, geez.” Dream’s voice was barely audible through the static of the echo against the wall, the lava sizzling, Tommy’s own laboured breath. Vaguely, he registered that he wasn’t angry. More… amused. Curious.

Dream being curious was never good.

Suddenly, a light touch poked at his wings, and despite how brief the contact was, it sent an explosion of pain through Tommy���s body, like knives through his flesh. White hot pain flashed through the delicate bones and malformed, underdeveloped flesh underneath, flashing like electricity. It was like drowning in a sea of stars, their touch burning and gnawing through him. He couldn’t breathe through the void of space in his lungs.

The noise that came from his throat wasn’t a scream; it was something more guttural, less coherent. A howling, piercing screech of agony, one that echoed off the walls in a cacophonous symphony. Something like laughter joined it too, one he vaguely recognised as Dream’s wheezing giggles. It was a horrible, overwhelming sound.

“Sorry, sorry!” Dream’s voice was barely recognisable over the dim static, even as the wall of noise faded. “I just couldn’t help myself, y’know? You’re so sensitive over your wings. It’s so funny.”

“Hurts.” Tommy barely more than mouthed the word, shivering violently. “Hurts.”

“Interesting.” Dream hummed, and Tommy flinched violently, expecting another touch, but Dream only observed. “It doesn’t always hurt if they’re touched, though, right? I mean, I saw Tubbo preening your wings when they got dirty ages ago, and you didn’t seem upset by that. I mean, your feathers are a mess. It’s bothering me.”

“I… Tubbo…” 

Just thinking of Tubbo felt through a knife through the chest, a worse pain than anything physical Dream could inflict. The screams, the rattling sound of his breath as he slipped away, the glassy-eyed look of his corpse. Tommy had tried to take the quick, decisive blow initially meant to kill him, and as punishment, while Tommy was lying on the ground clutching his shattered ribs, Dream had drawn out Tubbo’s death, made Tommy watch it the whole time.

Maybe he deserved all this, making Tubbo suffer.

“… He- he knew how to do it without it making my skin feel like it was on fuckin’ fire.” Tommy cuddled his knees, hiding his face. He wasn’t giving Dream the fucking satisfaction of seeing him tear up. “It’s- like, I make my own clothes because everything else hurts, right? And I cook my own food and stuff.” 

He left out the fact it was meant to be a thing that was a bonding experience, done between parent and child, brothers and sisters, friends so close they were practically family. Letting someone he fucking despised like Dream do it would be like letting Dream cut his hair or patch up his wounds, uncomfortable and shitty. Something he knew from experience because Dream had done those, and it was fucking awkward.

Prime, he acted like a worried mother hen around Tommy, fretting and clingy as shit, at least when he wasn’t gleefully watching him bleed out onto the obsidian. He’d more likely get the latter if he protested, and as weird as it was that Dream was acting like they were brothers or something, at least it was better than dying.

“Can you tell me how to do it, then?” Dream’s voice was sickly sweet, and he could imagine the soft smile on his face. Honey poorly hiding poison. Tommy instinctively shook his head, but Dream ignored it. “I can’t stand the mess, so either I do it now, or I leave you alone until it’s time for the next experiment and do it while you’re a corpse. Or I could just cut off your wings, but I like them, so I’d rather not.”

Tommy’s blood ran cold at the word alone. Alone was a worse pain than any blow Dream could make, any words he could weave, a million times worse. Broken bones and infected wounds didn’t fester as painfully as the all-consuming guilt and loneliness that descended on the cell when Tommy was alone. Dream was cruel, taking joy in torturing and experimenting on Tommy in the way a child played with their favourite toys. Still, he was a person, one who’d give Tommy kindness and socialisation even when no one else would, and even if the idea of the slightest brush against his feathers made him feel sick, a single second alone felt even worse.

“I- please. You can stay, just don’t leave me alone.” Tommy spoke as loudly as he could, even though it felt like a sword down his throat to do so. “Please. We- we can be friends, just, don’t go, please-“

“Alright, alright! Prime, you’re so jumpy.” There wasn’t the slightest hint of annoyance in Dream’s tone, just what might have been restrained affection. The sort you’d give a misbehaving kitten, the tones Tommy once spoke to Henry with. “Honestly, I did need to study this at some point, y’know. It’s easier if I don’t have to deal with you scratching at me.”

Tommy barely had the time to process the words before he yelped at Dream sitting behind him on the bed, gently resting his hands just close enough to Tommy’s wings that he could feel their presence pricking at him like a thousand needles. “What do I do?”

“Uh, j-just… don’t touch the actual wing? Like, I know that makes no fuckin’ sense, but I can’t feel through my feathers, it’s like hair and shit, but my actual wings are all put together wrong, and it’s- even when I haven’t just been revived and shit, fucking hurts if they’re touched at all, because the bones are all wrong.”

Dream hummed, and slowly, agonisingly slowly, he gently ran his fingers through one of the iridescent feathers on Tommy’s wings. The slight pull felt like his nerves were being plucked straight out of his skin, like he was a star dying, bursting into a supernova and burning himself. Even the warm, comforting feeling the soft touch gave, like how the memories of laughter and watching the night skies in L’Manberg felt made manifest, was overwhelming, like being drowned in a life he’d no longer ever have.

When Tommy was younger, he remembered he used to hate hugs. They were nice, for a while, but then the feeling of warmth turned to burning on his skin, itchiness where the horrible clothes people somehow managed to wear, the pressure suddenly turning suffocating. He used to bite Wilbur sometimes, like a cornered cat. Once he was better at English, he’d been able to explain why it was bad- Wilbur said something about sensory issues and tried to take him to a doctor to get something beginning with A tested out, but apparently, you get kicked out if you show the doctor your knife collection- and he’d almost forgotten he’d hated it at all. 

His mind, though, desperately trying to make sense of the pain and overstimulation, replayed the memories in his head, like a broken disc mixed in with starbursts and lights brighter than the sun. It felt like those old days, the scary days, except Dream knew what the fuck he was doing and didn’t give a shit. That feeling offered some perverse sense of comfort.

Maybe he could pretend he was ten again, and Dream was Wilbur, and everything was normal, and his pain didn’t matter, and no one knew any better.

Instead of biting at anyone, Tommy bit his tongue until he tasted blood and put on a smiling mask. That, as agonising as it was, was better than being alone.

[quodekash]

AIGHT its saturday, i finally have time, lets binge the final abaab episode and then the two os2 episodes and then watch the trailer for next week and cry because holy hell patpran are coming back to us guys how does one deal

but first, let's focus on the task at hand: jack's amazing hair. and threezo. and also the actual plot i guess.

i literally just cracked my knuckles in preparation for this

NOOO I FORGOT HOW THE LAST EPISODE ENDED (its been literally two weeks since jack's hair this show was last on my screen what the hell)

OH WAIT YEAH THATS RIGHT THE EPISODE ENDED WITH THEM SEEING EACH OTHER AGAIN

ignore my 'nooooo', its fine

NOOOO I SAW MY BOYS THREEZO IN THE OPENING CREDITS AS I DO EVERY SINGLE WEEK AND NOW IM GETTING EMOTIONAL

THEYRE LEAVING ME TODAY

WHYYYY

AND SO HIS JACK

HIM WITH HIS PERFECT BLOODY HAIR

I LOVE HIM

um-

LOOK AT THEM

I LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH

cher with his hands in the air like he's a farmer in a drought and its finally raining for the first time in months

jack not going insane but hes so clearly HAPPY and i LOVE HIM and with his hands on his hips and his perfect hair and his hair that is perfect and his happiness and his happy hair

tub going insane because MONEY

THREE HOLDING THE TROPHY BC HES SO HAPPY AND HES SO PROUD AND THIS IS WHAT HES BEEN WANTING FOR THE ENTIRE FREAKING SHOW

ZO SUPER PROUD AND HAPPY AND BOUNCING OFF THE HAPPINESS OF HIS BOYFRIEND AND THREEZO STANDING NEXT TO EACH OTHER AND RHBGHRGB

I LOVE THEMMMMMMM

HE IS HAPPY

IM SMILING SO HARD I CANT SEE

AAAAAAA

i love three so much

he looks like he feels like hes in a dream

like he cant believe the trophy hes holding is real

but it is! they won!! THEY WON AND IM SO PROUD OF THEM IM SO SO SO ZO SO SO SO PROUD OF YOU THREE

i love this music theyre playing

the video game music

theres a word for that

its like something bit music

im thinking 3 bit or 8 bit

i dont know things

I GOOGLED IT, ITS 8 BIT

IM SO SMART GUYS

anyway

i love the music

YAYYYYYYYYY

HES SO PRETTYYYYYY (youll never guess who im talking about)

also i freaking love aoi and her reaction

BRO WROTE A FULL ESSAY JUSTIFICATION BUT GUN GAVE HIM AN A WITHOUT EVEN READING IT AND HUGGED HIM

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

"my script hasnt been completely said, boss. can i say it first?" he wants his essay writing skills to be appreciated

cher leaned forward. gun's gonna kiss him.

yup.

i love them so much

smoochy smooch in front of everyone

so sweet

so happy

i love themmmmmmmm

EVERYONE SCREAMING WITH JOY OMG

"i love you" "i know" THE THING THEY SAID THE THING, THATS SO FUNNY AND SO THEM, I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

IM TEEHEEING MY WAY THROUGH LIFE RN, THEYRE SO PRECIOUS

THE CHEEK KISSES

THE PULLING INTO THE OFFICE??? DAMN GUYS

everyone freaking out and jack sitting there, happy for them but also like 'GUYS CALM DOWN' but mostly amused and most of all HAPPY HE IS HAPPY

IM SOBBINGGGGG GUN IS SO HAPPY TO SEE CHER AND BE WITH CHER AGAIN

THEYRE ALL SO HAPPY

im gonna have a mental breakdown later in the episode cos theres no way theyll all stay so happy the whole way through. theyll be happy at the end. but we're only at 1/4. i know how they do these things. 1/4 is happiness and you think nothing can go wrong, and then 2/4 will lull you into a false sense of security, and then 3/4 will crush your soul and rip it up then cry on it then put it through a paper shredder and then, near the end of the part, will try to put you back together like a puzzle near, and then 4/4 will have the pieces glued together and yeah youre permanently damaged but youll be happy about it.

hes gonna take that as a challenge

he will battle you to the death to try and be the first one to propose, mark my words

"weve been together for less than 10 minutes, youre thinking about marriage already?" "yes." lmao simp

oh look at that, angst has entered the building

get the tears ready, folks

oh

okay then never mind

but the angst will come in a different form, and itll come soon, mark my freaking words

bro cher is so freaking charismatic, how does he do it?

imagine him as a bard

hed never fail anything

everyone would love him

hes so naturally charismatic, and being a bard would just increase that

now im picturing bls but dnd and holy hell i do not have enough mental stability to handle that rn

"i havent taken off my underwear yet" "let me help you" I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

"lets not talk about this anymore" theyre gonna make out instead arent they

yup theyre making out

enjoy that, guys

BOY

THOOP

HELLO BOY

i love thoop's mum but shes so short its hilarious

this is so funny to me and i cant explain why

side note: LOOK AT HIS HAIRRRRR

he looks so done

i love him

i also love his hair

idk if ive ever mentioned that before but i do in fact love his hair

I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

"if i got 1K every time you said love, id be a billionaire" cher, if everyone got 5 bucks every time i said love, we'd solve world hunger

Gun: "yes boss" Cher: "good job, intern" is this them foreshadowing os2?

ooooo new year party

THREEZO

zo getting three to correct the sign very specifically??? autism.

"when you say perfect, do you mean the sign, or us?" TUB'S FACE IN THE BACKGROUND- I CANT

im with you there, tub

just in a different way to you

theyre too cute for me to handle bc i love them so much

tub jsut finds it too cheesy for his lonely heart

"when will this honeymoon phase be over" N E V E R.

hey thats what i said!

THREE'S HAPPY LITTLE NOD OMG GNRDFBGHDRBFJV

ARE THEY GONNA KISS

PLS LET THEM KISS

awwwhhhh just cheek kisses

i love cheek kisses but cmon guys, let threezo have their main character moment. just for a sec.

cher failing at cooking, i love this

"you dont let me shine" "please dont shine. im afraid youd explode my kitchen."

THAT LONG?????? JEEZ OKAY I UNDERSTAND GUN'S REACTION NOW, HOLY HELL

IM HOWLING

THIS IS SO FUNNY

guys i mightve been wrong, this episode might actually be entirely happiness and good vibes

pls let there be a threezo new years kiss

i need it

IM SOBBINGGGG THREEZO'S WISHES ARE SO SWEET AND PERFECT AND HOLY HELL I LOVE THEM MORE THAN PLANET EARTH

close enough

i love them

awwwww this new years surprise is so cute

YAYYY THE COUNTDOWN

BRB, CRYING

"i love you all year, forever, and all my life" NOOOO I CANTTTT

THEY LOVE EACH OTHER

G3ERBHGSHKVERBSGKHDV

"youre the best new year gift for me" WH- AWW

THATS SO CUTE

IM SPEECHLESS

its so cliche but its so cute

i love this

i love that thye ended the series on new years

if it were like any other series or movie or anything at all id probably gag but i love them all too much to gag

i feel like its important to know that the italian version of "youre the best new year gift for me" translates roughly to "for me, you're the best gift of new year's ive ever received" and im-

"except when im using the bathroom. thats my personal time" PFFFT

im sensing a parallel to episode 2

(which, btw, its insane that they kissed in episode freaking two)

(tinngun almost didnt even get to it in their final episode for goodness sake)

THAT WAS SO GOOD

THAT WAS SUCH A PRECIOUS ENDING

overall: criminally underrated show, incredible characters, incredible chemistry, incredible acting, holy hell i cant believe its over. i love this show.

AIGHT, time for os2.

[skeleton-in-a-hoodie]

Trying to figure out if Ghost Splinter 2 should be a series, or if it'd work better as one long fic. This is just gonna be me working through my thoughts + is basically a plot summary of what I've got so far

Arcs wise there's about 4.

Arc 1: Splinter dying and then hiding it from his kids.

At the end of The Super Shredder/ Darkest Plight Splinter dies of his injuries, but refuses to cross over so becomes a ghost. The episodes between this and Requiem are pretty much the same, only Splinter is more involved in the plot.

Everyone notices he's acting weird, but put it down to yet another near death experience. Donnie does become increasingly worried about Splinter though, fearing his father is sick and either hiding it or hasn't realised it yet.

Splinter slowly gets a handle on his powers, but only to the extent that he can hide he's dead. Over the course of this arc, he spends more time with all his children, strengthening his relationships with them, and begins making plans to tell them what happened to him.

Arc 2: Everyone finds out Splinter died

Splinter's battle with Shredder on top of the Wolf Hotel results in him being exposed as a ghost.

His relationships with his children are fragile, with them all being some form of angry at him. This also complicates their relationships with one another, in that Leo and Donnie don't understand why Raph isn't as angry with Splinter as they are, Mikey trying to play family therapist whilst not fully dealing with his own feelings, and April and Casey also disagreeing on what Splinter did.

Eventually there's a conversation with Splinter. Leo tells him that none of them forgive him, and there's a lot of trust lost, but they're also fed up of living with non-stop tension. The door is open for him to rebuild his relationships with them, but it's going to take time.

Splinter starts losing control of his ghost powers, but refuses to tell anyone. Rat dad is quite literally falling to peices and sweeping it under the rug. Being able to tell Splinter is still keeping stuff from them does not help Leo or Donnie's opinion of him and just worried Raph and Mikey even more.

Arc 3: Shredder dies and the after effects of that

Splinter finds out Shredder is still alive and decides to handle it himself.

Post-fight, he looses complete control of his ghost powers and gets a hair's breadth away from destabilising. Him being stuck in ghost form makes everyone deal with the situation, which they weren't really doing before. Also he starts rebuilding his relationships with them.

New York erupts into gang wars now that Shredder is dead.

At some point Splinter makes his new form.

Ends with the family all going out to investigate reports of missing homeless people and getting a warning from Xever.

Arc 4: Kavaxas

Tiger Claw raises Shredder from the dead. The family has to now fight the resurrected Shredder, Kavaxas, and an army of ghosts.

More or less a test of the family and their new bonds. Also gives Splinter a chance to go ham with his ghost powers

Other stuff

The family going back to the under city to recover Splinter's body and give him a proper burial

Renet and Mikey talking about everything that's happened recently

Splinter getting several ghostly visits

More information on what his and Saki's relationship was like pre love triangle

Donnie doing research into ghosts

Maybe bits from Season 5, like when everyone thinks Mikey is dead and he comes back with electrical powers. This might work better as a smaller fic or a oneshot. Not sure yet

So in theory this could be one long fic with four major arcs, or four smaller fics. At the moment I'm leaning towards a long fic with the title 'The Whole Being Dead Thing' and if I want to do any one shots or shorter stories then I can make it a series

[foxonfier]

i swear to god i had a post about pink floyd's the wall but now i can't find it. i feel like i'm going crazy ( i probably am! ) but anyway. been listening to this album on repeat, it is such a genuine banger, the story slaps and there is something genuinely so disturbing about it all. esp the second half of each side, anything past young lust actually ?? kills me??? and then in the flesh & beyond are just insanely fucked. ‘one of my turns’ and ‘don't leave me now’ are some of my favorite tracks on this album; they're so disturbing in their own right ( one of my turns going into an almost playful, sarcastic insinuation of violence -- while don't leave me now explicitly states the violence pink would like to commit against his wife, specifically ) and there's just! so much emotion and tension teeming in these songs. i love the slow build up in one of my turns, pink just completely snapping as he destroys everything in sight, this song just. ugh. UGH! his soft, melancholic voice growing into something frenzied and screaming, voice literally breaking and wavering with how unhinged he is. that screamed “oh no!” gets me EVERY TIME. it's so good. all of the emotion you can get from the singing alone is just.... truly insane. “in the suitcase on the left you'll find my favorite axe!” is my favorite line in this song because it's soooo. UGH THAT IMPLIED VIOLENCE !! like yes he's talking about a guitar but the word ‘axe’ is still used because pink has these fantasies of committing horrific violence against people. as we see in the next song, which.... i truly do love so much, the heavy breathing in the background accompanied by the deep piano, pink's heartbroken and angry voice..

obviously the threats of violence get a lot more explicit here; talking about putting his wife through the shredder, literally says he wants to beat her to a pulp on a saturday night. it's so horrific. shifting all of his blame on to her, his shaken and screaming “oh, babe” ?!?? god it's just phenomenal. the story is so fucked and you get all of these different emotions, not only from the character but from the instrumentals, the lyrics, you as the listener ... so many different factors combining together to create such a heart wrenching story on literally all sides. then pink smashes the shit out of a tv and screams in rage <3 this man and his violence. then he's like alright im isolating! bye! and obvs who doesn't love comfortably numb? but i think hearing it in the context of this album adds an entirely new layer to it, bc he's like... so fucked he's getting shot with a drug to go perform this concert, then he imagines himself turning into a neo-nazi and killing people for the next three songs. btw when i saw brit floyd they reenacted the scene from comfortably numb where pink is sitting basically lifeless in the chair and the doctor injects him to snap him out of it. it was SOOOOO GOOD. i'm like yes brit floyd this is why you're the best pf cover band ever. anyway. will probs have more thoughts on this amazing album tomorrow esp once the adderall kicks in wooo. might even try my hand at writing this insane man? who knows the world is my oyster

[asking-jude]

My husband has been taking my tampons some gloves using socks screwdrivers wrenches pre roll containers tons of objects even our kids toys for his bum. And this has been a big issue as he is using things not normal some super big large creepy big even one shelf we have the poles are thick. Because I am upset about the porn masturbation how he calls me names puts me down he says he punishes himself that way but he seems to enjoy is and it won’t stop I don’t know what to do about the lies or threats to punch me or tell me to end my life or he hopes I get cancer or the fact he buys illegal substances then lied said he gave it away then had two bags of the stuff white powder coke. So like how do you deal with someone who lies, hides things, steals their own wives panties,likes literally steals them and hides them. Like he thinks I’m dumb. He even broke gear shift on car to use for his bum. Then I got punched when I tried to throw it away. He is now facing a fb for that but we have a kid he won’t let me leave with her. I have been pushed into walls thrown to the ground been in choke holds I am just not sure what to do anymore he also has a whole cabinent full of at least 200 alcohol bottles and we have only lived in our home three years so that’s excessive drinking. He won’t let me take my baby and stay elsewhere which would be safer for us both I feel stuck here. He wileighs 175 me 104 lost weight because of stress even my doctor said I am underweight. I used to be 120-125-130 healthier. His drug use and drinking and lying and doing weird crazy things is out of control he even took two of my prepaid cards and ripped chip out burned them and threw away the papers for them he took from my pockets and then to work and did that then took some of my shredded paper in the shredder to work and pooped in it and in jail he pooped on the walls. This man has major issues and is also abusive I feel like no one has dealt with someone to this extreme so what do I do how do I deal with this because I kept hoping he would change 4years later here we are and he is still doing odd weird disgusting things and keeps stealing from me and he also has thrown phones of mine and broke my laptop and the screen was not cheap to fix also broke our tv now our kid has nothing to watch except color and rub around the house and her few toys he hasn’t broke like he has broken his own daughters toys a chair and desk I got new at a store he broke within a week this is getting nuts. Then raised a fist at me though I have no proof of that and then he took my phone and deleted half the voice recording I have for proof. I am more concerned about my baby not being along with him I could leave but he won’t let me leave with my baby. She is 3. Any advice would be helpful thanks

Do you want free, fast mental health help? Visit askingjude.org.

Hey love,

Thank you for reaching out to Asking Jude. I am sorry that you are going through this difficult situation.

I would first recommend contacting the National Domestic Violence Hotline at this link: https://www.thehotline.org/plan-for-safety/. This organization can remove you and your baby from the household, and they can help you find housing once you have moved out. I would also recommend calling the police if you ever suspect your husband is going to be violent towards you or your baby; contacting the authorities is the best option for situations involving prolonged and violent domestic abuse.

You mentioned that his behavior has been consistent over the past few years, and that he is refusing to change. You should never feel trapped or obligated to endure such a horrific situation. Please understand that you are not alone, and that there are resources available to you. I have linked a website that contains some information about domestic violence support groups: https://www.alexandrahouse.org/support-groups/.

Speaking with other people who have endured similar situations could be healing. These kinds of groups provide a sense of community that could help you cope with the emotional trauma you’ve experienced.

I also wanted to provide a link for finding therapists near you: https://www.psychologytoday.com/us/therapists. Talking with a mental health professional is an effective way to process your stress and anxiety, and they can provide coping strategies to help you work through your emotional trauma.

Please be safe and remember to always prioritize your mental health. Please do not hesitate to reach out to Asking Jude again if you have any further concerns. Reaching out in the first place took courage, and we will always be here for you. You also may consider reaching out to close family or friends for help. Having a strong support system while dealing with emotionally challenging situations like this is vital to the safety of you and your child.

You will get through this.

Stay strong,

Jordan

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[whoreadsnowadays]

Okokok I know I know but hear me out. A n g s t

Tw: character death

So like 2012 turtles w/ little brother reader but reader dies bc of shredder or smthn bc evil

What would the reaction of the turtles be? Bonus if we get splinters reaction.

If this ask makes u uncomfortable that's understandable ^^ feel free to ignore

I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU OPENING UP REQUESTS AGAIN AFTER THIS ONE AND LITERALLY BEGGING U GUYS FOR MORE 2012 ONES I LOVE THEM..

I really took this prompt and wrote a whole novel and I'm so happy with myself atm I love this prompt and I love these guys and I <3<3<3 EEE I may be a rise!Leo kinnie now but I was a 2012!Leo kinnie first. He's so scrunkl.

Almost forgot, do notice that I didn't explicitly say reader died at the end 👁👁🤨👀...

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Warnings; implied character death, stabbing and injuries are depicted multiple times in a good amount of detail, I went ham on this one folks, oh I also cuss in this one gang I rly enjoyed this

( Familial ) 2012 ! Turtles and Splinter & Little Brother Reader (he/him used)

Part 1 - You're Here

Part 2 - Shatter the Mind

Part 3 - Shatter the Heart

Part 4 - Shatter the Innocence

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Shatter

Everything was a blur, blasters shooting past you, the sound of metal against metal ringing through your skull, everything was happening all at once and you could barely focus on anything five feet in front of you.

You glanced around, seeing each one of your brother's in their own fight, and you quickly tried to focus back on your own.

Fishface stood in front of you, his mechanical legs whirring with his large imposing steps. He looked confident, like he knew you were having trouble with the chaos of the battle around you. It made your stomach twist in fury.

You growled at the fellow mutant, raising your weapons and charging at him quickly, he simply grinned in response, moving out of the way at the last moment, bringing you face to face with none other than Shredder himself.

You panicked, trying to backtrack but it was too late. The sound his blades made when they hit your plastron, at full force mind you, was loud and sickening.

You blinked, looking down at Shredder's fist right up against your stomach, no blades to be seen. But that could only mean-

He pulled his arm back, and you felt every inch of his blades leave your body. There a was a scream, your scream maybe? You weren't sure, everything was hazy all of a sudden.

Shredder put his hand on your head, looking you in the eyes before pushing you backwards, making you land heavily on your shell.

You needed to get up, get help, get your brothers, Donnie, Leo, Raph, Mikey. You needed to at least call for someone, anyone.

But when you opened your mouth only blood came flowing up. Internal bleeding, you recognized through the pain induced haze.

How fun.

Raph and Mikey were busy with Rocksteady when it happened. Double teaming on the large rhino with ease. Really these guys were pathetic.

Raph kicked Rocksteady off balance, glancing over to Mikey to say something, but he froze when he saw the haunted expression on his little bro's face. He furrowed his eyebrows, turning quick to where Mikey was facing, and almost had a heart attack.

There you were, Shredder's claws deep in your stomach, piercing through your practically shattered plastron. He watched in stunned silence as Shredder pulled his claws from your body, blood gushing out of the wound. That was what brought him back to reality.

He turned to Shredder, seeing nothing but red. He couldn't come up with any insults, nor quips, he was too focused on his sudden need to rip Shredder limb from limb.

He just screamed, screamed in fury and anguish as he rushed forward, sais out as he lunged at Shredder, and collided with Fishface.

Fine? This bastard wanted a fight? Now he had one.

Mikey jumped into action as soon as Raph did, seemingly kickstarted by his brother's scream.

He rushed over to you, dropping to his knees as he called for your older brothers. They'd know what to do, they always did, they were always so smart and Mikey- Mikey couldn't think past the idea of you, his little brother, his best friend, dying in front of him.

He couldn't fathom a world without you in it, he'd be missing a peice of himself without you there, he couldn't lose you yet!

"LEO! DONNIE! HELP! HELP HELP- HE NEEDS HELP-!"

Leo was hyperfocused on his fight, trying to keep Tigerclaw out of the way from the others. He was so preoccupied he didn't even realize Shredder had shown up. God he was so stupid.

He only realized something was wrong when Mikey yelled, sounding the most terrified he'd ever been in his life.

Instantly Leo was on high alert, spinning around as quick as he could and rushing to where he had heard Mikey shout from, "Mikey! What-"

Holy shit.

Holy shit.

Leo froze in place, staring down at your shuddering form, watching as your breathing slowed, as blood dripped from your mouth and the gaping hole in your shattered plastron.

He heard Mikey shout at him, begging and pleading with him to do something, anything, but he couldn't take his eyes away from your broken and shattered form.

You were dying. You were dying and he was frozen in place, unable to do anything but stare.

His whole body trembled as Mikey continued to yell and sob, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't think, his entire body shut down in an instant, and he could only stare.

"Leo! Leo cmon please! Say something, anything dude please!" Donnie heard Mikey beg as he rushed forward.

He heard their screams, and mentally prepared himself for the worst. But once he saw you, he too froze for a moment, glancing at you, Mikey, and finally Leo, recognizing that there was no one here level headed enough to bark orders.

He hesitated, before realizing if you had any chance of survival, it was him.

"..M..Mikey- Mikey! I need you to pick him up, gently so you don't jostle his plastron. We need to get him home, we can't help him here!" Donnie exclaimed, voice shaking as he took charge in place of his brother.

Mikey looked up at Donnie, nodding once and reaching down to pick you up, as gentle as he could possibly be with you.

Donnie grabbed Leo's arm and dragged him away with Mikey, yelling behind him for Raph.

"Raph! Retreat! Lair!" He shrieked, hoping that his brother heard him, before the three of them made their way down to the sewers, some more carefully than others.

Hours later, all five brothers were home. Donnie and Mikey were with you in the lab, frantically trying help you in any way they could, while Leo and Raph had been deemed too emotionally unstable to even be near the room.

Raph was at his punching bag, throwing swing after swing, trying not think about the way your plastron cracked underneath Shredder's blades, or the vacant look in your eyes as you fell backwards.

He shook his head and punched the bag harder. Too much. All too much. He needed to do something, anything.

He glanced over at Leo, slumped down on the sofa, staring at the turned off TV in front of him.

It would be so easy to grill Leo right now. Truly there was so much he could say. Why did you freeze? Why didn't you say anything? Why are you forcing Donnie to pick up your slack?

But every time the words rose to his throat, he saw the haunted look in his older brother's eyes, the pure fear and horror painted clear as day on his face, and he held himself back, punching the words out silently into his punching bag.

Leo was still reeling, stuck on the empty vacant stare you had as you lay shattered on the ground. But now there was the guilt. Why hadn't he moved? Why didn't he come up with a plan? Why did it take Donnie literally dragging him down the streets of New York for him to even somewhat come to his senses. God, he was a horrible leader, a horrible brother- why did he let this happen to you-

A familiar voice cleared their throat behind him, and Leo felt every molecule in his body tense up in fear. He turned slowly, seeing Master Splinter stood tall behind him, with Raph cowering just a bit away.

"Leonardo. Raphael." He addressed both brothers, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. "What happened on patrol this evening."

Leo shared a look with Raph, who only offered a nervous frown.

He took a deep breath and stood on shaking legs, facing his sensei and bowing his head. "..m..Master Splinter.. we.. there was.. an ambush. We were ambushed. There were too many villains.. and.. we got separated.." Leo tried to focus on his breathing, and not the looming presence of his sensei in front of him.

"..he.. Shredder.. he was there and.. and.." he couldn't say it, he couldn't say it, if he said it he'd relive it all over again he couldn't say it-

"Donnie and Mikey are in the lab with him. He's.. badly injured sensei." Raph mumbled from a little bit away, and Leo let out a sigh, grateful for the interruption.

Splinter glanced between his two sons, slowly working out what they were implying. Once he realized what had happened, he felt a cold stab of fear straight through his heart. Of course. Of course it would be you. His youngest. Of course he would go after you first.

Without another word Splinter rushed to Donatello's lab, gasping lightly at your state. Oh. Oh no.

He wasted no time in joining his two sons in attending to you, luckily they were too preoccupied with you that they didn't even question the extra help.

No one was sure if this was time spent in vain, but no one cared. They were going to do everything they could to save you, to bring you back, their youngest. They needed you here, with them. You can't die yet. You can't.

[fevertowrite]

Escape pods

Because Donnie overthinks and Raph can’t sleep.

[Inspired by Rottmnt movie, takes place after Many Unhappy Returns]

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Raph can’t sleep; he rolls onto his side, blanket discarded by his feet. He tries counting backward, starting with 100, counting sheep, coming up with a story involving Jupiter Jim, everything in the book of sleeping, and he simply can’t. Finally, defeated, Raph sits on the bed, his eyes adjusting to the dark. It was 3 am. 

They fought nonstop the past few days with Feral Shredder and Big Mama (more so Feral Shredder); his body’s physically sore and tired, but his mind. Is this how Donnie thinks? His big ol’ brain on auto and never shuts off? Speaking of Donnie, Raph hears a light thumping coming from the lab or thinks it’s from the lab. But, of course, Donnie and Leo are usually up at random o’clock, and he can’t blame them after the fight they've had. 

Raph swings his feet to the cold pavement, his body shudders for a second, but he’s instantly up in big brother mood. Everyone should be asleep after what they’ve gone through. He passes by Leo’s room first; his brother has his eye mask and is sleeping like a baby. All cuddled up on the blanket with a teddy bear. Raph smiles and chortles; his younger brother usually coops himself up in the kitchen, drinking some rando tea. It’s good to see him asleep after hearing he fought alongside Pops at Battle Nexus. That took a toll on him.  

For some reason, he checks on Mikey next. Mike usually is the first to go to bed, but the fight with Feral Shredder and Mikey literally throwing a ship at him was miraculous and took a toll as well. But, like Leo, Mikey was fast asleep, though his blankets were discarded to the ground, and his feet hung on the bed frame. Raph silently enters his room, picks up the blanket, and puts it over him. He leaves his room quick, now knowing who exactly was up. Raph rolls his eyes; the resident genius isn’t the easiest to put to bed, but they have training in the morning, and both need their beauty sleep. 

And Raph was right. Donnie’s awake and in his lab. Raph barely goes in here due to Donnie’s little “mad scientists need their personal space” gibber gabber, and they let him have it. But being 3 am and having training, plus, what they just went through, Raph didn’t think that mattered. 

Approaching slowly, being a ninja and all, Raph sees the broken battle shell, thanks to the Shredder. Unfortunately, it’s torn, and all the gizmos and everything that makes the battle shell is gone. Just a torn, purple mess, Raph sees soft scratches on Donnie’s softshell. He takes a breath; the battle shell thankfully took most of the beating; he can’t imagine what would’ve happened if his brother didn’t have that extra protection. 

“Donnie.” 

Donnie jumps out of his seat; he spins around to see Raph, torch in his hands and goggles on his eyes. “Never,” he breathes, turning off the torch, “scare a turtle with a torch.” He lifts his goggles, adjusting his eyes, and sees a sheepish Raphael. 

“Sorry.” He says, and Donnie scoffs. 

“What you doing in my lab anyway?” Raph knows Donnie means no harm when he tries to act tough, and being the big brother he is, it’s his duty to ensure everyone’s asleep and rested.

“Well, I couldn’t sleep and heard noises. Watcha making?” 

“If you must know,” Don looks at the battered prosthetic, “I’m making a few improvements for my shell.” He retorts, pulling his shoulder back with a wince. 

Raph comes closer; there’s the new, unfinished battle shell. It looks similar to the old one, but Raph assumes it’ll be sturdier. On the side, these small colorful pods probably can fit the palm of Donnie’s hand cause Raph’s hands are enormous for comparison. 

Curiosity gets the best of him, “what’s this?” he doesn’t want to pick up the pod, afraid it’ll explode like some sort of bomb, so he just points. 

“Hmm?” Donnie looks, and his smile falters, “well, it’s a prototype, and still in the blueprints, buuut – “ 

“Donnie,” Raph says sternly, curiosity eating him away. He’s seen Donnie make his prosthetic a bazillion times but never seen these. 

“So uhh, after my neardeathexperience with the Shredder, I’ve been thinking of making these pods all day, and it’s been eating me alive if I didn’t do it tonight.” Donnie shrugs, and the faint wince is there again; maybe the Battle Shell didn’t protect him as much as Raph initially thought.

“Pods? Do they explode or somethin’” Raph tilts his head now, thankful he didn’t actually grab one. 

“No, dear brother, quite the opposite. In battle,” Donnie feels awkward; he hopes he would never use it in battle and that it was ultimately the last option. “Let’s say, in battle, one of us gets hurt, like really bad, and whoever we’re fighting is overpowered. So, I’m trying to make this, I guess, emergency pods. They attach to your chest and build like a little, literal escape pod and take you to the lair. AGAIN, I’m still figuring out the schematics and how it’ll fit depending on body size, and ya know.” He quiets down when Raph just stares at him.

Silence fills the room, and Donnie looks away, kind of ashamed, like his idea wasn’t that great after all. Sometimes if Pops didn’t give him approval, he would lean on his oldest brother for it. 

“Soooo yeah.” Donnie rubs the back of his head, pulling his arm back to massage his sore shell. 

“Donnie,” Raph starts, smiling, “this is a great idea.” He grabs the blueprint, despite Donnie’s soft, no don’t, but he does anyway and reads it. Most of them are big science words that he doesn’t try to read, but these drawings and his brothers idea, Raph can picture them as truly useful.

“And you just thought of this today?” 

Donnie timidly nods, “don’t tell anyone, again, it’s a prototype, and I’m not sure if I can execute it, but I’ve been thinking of it since –“ He shudders, and Raph didn’t know much of Shredder being so close to hurting Donnie. There was so much going on, and Donnie was able to get on his feet, but he looks again, now closer, with the lit-up room the scratches on his softshell and what could have been. 

“I – I won’t. No one would know.” 

“And I hope no one would ever know because it’ll be one of those things, I’ll have but never need to use.” Donnie tells him and turns away, now feeling like he told Raph too much. 

“As you said, it’ll be for absolutely only for emergencies.” Raph agrees and rubs a hand on Donnie’s head affectionately. “That big brain of yours overthinks every scenario.”

“Ha,” Donnie sneers, ducking away from Raph’s hand, “you can only imagine.” 

And Raph can, being the leader and having to protect his brothers, always came with a burden. But, he doesn’t feel so alone knowing Donnie overthinks too. 

Raph looks at the time and forgets he came in to drag Donnie out, not motivate him with his gizmos. “Come on, Don,” he ushers, “even geniuses need their beauty sleep.” 

Donnie doesn’t argue; he yawns, letting his tiredness take over. He’s glad Raph knows about it; if he ever was out of commission – or something worse – Raph would know about the pods and get everyone to safety. 

“Let me clean up, and I’ll be out in a few.” 

Raph nods, never realizing he and Donnie had a few things in common. Maybe anxiety and overthinking every little thing isn’t the best thing to have in common, but to know Donnie has his back… Raph smiles.

“Alright, I’ll wait for ya.”

Donnie wants to say, no need, I’ll be here for a minute, but he doesn’t mind having company, even if it’s more than a minute or two.

[cae-liveblogging]

Tmnt 2003 S1 Ep4

they introduced casey jones early. they usually wait until a while into the series before they do that, at least a season.

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"I finally met a guy who's as angry as I am" soulmates <3

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this intro kinda slaps tho nevermind the only good part is where they say "watch out for shredder"

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Raph was deadass about to kill Mikey

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"bro or no, you got to go"

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put down the pipe put down the pipe

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"raph, have you lost your mind!?" yes

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yeah go get some air bby

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2003 raph don't make excuses tho like 2012 raph

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casey "fiery flashback" jones

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love his accent tho

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"CUZ CASEY JONES IS ON THE JOB" DAMN RIGHT HE IS

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WHY did this lady walk into the shady ass alley

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evil laughter

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"hand over the purse sweet thing and we promise not to hurt you, too much"

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"purple draaaagooonns come out and plaaaaaaayyyy"

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"I'm puttin you punks outta business... PERMANENTLY" go casey go go go casey go

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"that guys outta control" sounds like someone i know

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"keep away from me you lizard thing!" bruh he's not hurting anyone

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so violent so fun

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two violent boys fuckin around in the street

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"we should be tricking out the armored car!"

"by 'we' you mean 'me' "

yeah pretty much

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givin mikey busy work

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can casey find another thing to call raph than "freak"? come on get original. ik you don't have many marbles but use the ones you got.

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SECRET TUNNEL! SECRET TUNNEL!!! THROUGH THE SEWER! SECRET SECRET SECRET SECRET TUNNEL!!!

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at least they're different shades of green but besides that they're nearly indistinguishable. which is exactly why they're color coded

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raph lettin loose

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post-fight clarity

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"take it ea-sy"

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manchild casey jones

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secret tunnel leads to the surface

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is there a single job that donatello doesn't have to do my favorite boy needs a break

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formally invited to a fight on friday night, what should I wear?"

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apologies brooooo i love this raph so much

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"who are you and what have you done with our brother?"

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still high key brother antics tho

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🎵busted🎵

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love how D keeps count of all the times Splinter has told them not to go to the surface

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your dad just gave you permission to use the car take it raph take it

splinters face tho

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love how mikey just covers his face with his hand while spray painting buddy do you need a mask?

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casey on his motorcycle

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dragon face

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donnie and his fun facts love this man

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why would they not know what features there are they were all working on it together.

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that is a kickass motorcycle tho

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where did raph learn to ride a motorbike?

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the front brakes??? really????? threw him of his bike :(

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akita slide :)

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track pants and trauma dumping

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love this A+ banter

casey and raph are a perfect match

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the turtle's are so short compared to casey

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C: "i can see the family resemblance"

M: "i'm the pretty one :)"

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L: "i got my split kick right! :D"

R: "I missed it, lemme see it again"

L: *does it again*

R: "one more time"

L: *happily does it again*

R: "HA! Saw that one!"

C: "i give you a 10"

L: "Raph, only 6?"

R: "hey! it's all I got!"

they are the brothers ever huh

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casey is literally the least clever man in existence

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"he's your brother" "no no no, he's your brother" "absolutely, he's your brother" i love them all

[hypaalicious]

Operators I regularly choose to get me through Integrated Strategies

Literally no one asked for this, which is why I’m making a post about it. 😂

Guard:

No Hope: None

Medium Hope: La Pluma, Amiya

Max Hope: Mountain, Thorns, SilverAsh

Vanguard:

No Hope: Plume, Vanilla

Medium Hope: Texas

Max Hope: Bagpipe

Defender:

No Hope: Spot

Medium Hope: Gummy

Max Hope: Mudrock

Sniper:

No Hope: Kroos

Medium Hope: Blue Poison

Max Hope: Chalter, Archetto

Caster:

No Hope: Steward

Medium Hope: Amiya

Max Hope: Goldenglow, Passenger

Supporter:

No Hope: Orchid

Medium Hope: None

Max Hope: Gnosis

Specialist:

No Hope: None

Medium Hope: Jaye

Max Hope: None

Medic:

No Hope: Ansel

Medium Hope: Honeyberry, Whisperain

Max Hope: Nightingale

Boss Specific kind of builds:

Lucien: One AA Sniper for the red dancers, Wandering Medic, Guard(s) to hold the middle, Casters of choice or some big damage dealer to take down the boss

Depending on the relics I get, 99% of the time I can murk Lucien before he makes a full circuit around the stage, right when he stops at the upper-left corner. Caster!Amiya s3, Goldenglow S2 or s3, Passenger s3, Chalter s3 all melt him easily enough. Sometimes I have Thorns pointed up to give added DPS.

Big Sad Lock: AoE/Multitarget medic(s), couple of lane holders, and whomever is going to be doing the damage on the bear based on what relics you’ve gathered

First of all, fuck BSL. Secondly, I find Nightingale to be crucial due to her RES boost talent because them arts blasts the bear does ain’t no joke. Mudrock and Mountain all hold either lane fairly well. I would NOT use Thorns, Exu or Blue Poison on him only because the multi-hits or poison damage will fast trigger AOE arts bursts in a row and your whole party will melt. ASPD boost relics I consider a must unless you have Bladedance or other really good damage output relics to get the bear down especially if you didn’t get the Blank Suicide Note. Blaze s2, Bagpipe s2 with Spinach Pack or Wrath of the Siracusans, Goldenglow s2, Fiametta S3, Schwarz s3 all do wonderful… just gotta keep them alive 🥲 Or if you have Pallas s1 with the Hand of Shredder it’s easy mode, but I do not have her.

Troupe Mouthpiece: a vanguard to beat the DP reduction, a couple fast-redeploy Operators to take out the puppets, some self sustaining operators to lane hold or have good medics to keep them alive from the true damage the spawning puppets do

Honestly after BSL, this dude is so easy to beat. I put Gnosis on one side, Goldenglow on the other and those two are very good at taking out the puppets and enemies that pass by, while Jaye assassinates the others outside of their range. Unless you have ASPD boost, then just Goldenglow can murk the whole stage by herself, no cap. Myrtle is great to print the DP you need, but I’ve beaten the Mouthpiece without a vanguard before… so it’s possible! Just a bit tricky.

Good starter recruitment:

Mountain (he will carry you through to floor 3 by himself tbh)

Orchid

Ansel