#raphael villain au

[tmntauposts]

For my villain tmnt au I have a lineup for just how morally dubious each of the hamatos are

Casey Jones - major anarchist vibes. Less involved than I'd normally make them. Mostly goes along with it for for their girlfriend (April)

Splinter - also major anarchist vibes but a more controlled and mature version. He's cool with most of the atrocities his kids commit. It's very encouraging. He loves them a lot. Was somewhat of a necromancer at one point.

Raph - surprisingly enough, he has a very strong moral compass. The morals themselves are just pretty skewed. Very emotional. He has not much a desire for more than what he has. Second in command/leos right hand.

April - she's half kranng and a very morally grey aspiring scientist. Raised by the kranng and the human scientists (including her dad) younger than the turtles (same age as casey)

Donnie - very morally dubious scientist ×2. Will take you apart for science. Doesn't do vivisection, tho. Everyone has their limits. Can, will, and has paralyzed people. Mikey tried to help him with a field vivisection once. Donnie passed out and woke up up with a liver in his hand. He didn't even get that far. Thanks, mikey/hj. Good woth tech, but his passions are field science and biology.

Leo - pretty difficult to place, actually. He's a manipulative little shit. And i love him for it. Can and will hypnotize people. Very happy with casual violence. But he's likes mind games better. That all any of this is to him. Jist a fun little game 🙂. Karai is his favorite playmate. 🙃

Mikey - some people just want to watch the world burn 🔥. That's him. He likes acting more on his animalistic and yokoi side than his siblings. He annoys the hunt. (I wrote him while listening to piggy pie). Brings Donnie spare body parts casually. Learned a lot of death magic from splinter. The only one with a semi-formal education.

[v-albion]

We did it

Finally after months of work and scheduling, we present our giant collab!

Ok get ready for lots of tags and credits: @tangledinink @onionninjasstuff @less-depresso-more-espresso @dianagj-art @y0unginhumans @intotheelliwoods @red-rover-au @heckitall @bluesgras

From first image, we have

Villain pb&j duo Mikey by @onionninjasstuff

EMD Leo by @evenmoreofadisaster

Gemini Leo and Donnie by @tangledinink

Red Rover Raph by @red-rover-au

True Colors Donnie by @v-albion

Mutant Manhunt Raph by @baskeigh-ball

Spirits Reborn Mikey by @cokoweee

[vforys]

so i. somewhat expanded my obey me pkmn AU

[supartlu]

i realize i made this then never posted it so uh shoving it here now dskjfhsdkjghjskhg

i love poorly made comic strips mghmgjfmhj

[midwesternvibes]

Eh screw it villan Leo time

You know what kills me most about this idea?

For Leo to TRULY become evil the way I'm thinking (no mind control, no huge influence to make him evil, no bad guy giving him an ultimatum to make him evil, it's all his own volition) something drastic would have to happen

Like, we've seen this boy, he's got arguably the strongest moral code of all of them

Like seriously, he was the first one to speak up here, even with Mr. We-need-to-be-heros in the car

And even Raph doesn't have the absolute strongest moral code ever either

He can be convinced to do things if the argument is sound enough (read: it looks more fun than what they're currently doing or he gets to smash something)

And while Donnie is obviously the smartest, he doesn't hold a candle to Leo when it comes to any form of logic

Donnie can also be convinced to do something if others are doing it (and, once again, if it's more fun than what he's currently doing)

Anyways, my point is that if his moral code suddenly turned sour, he would stick to it pretty rigidly even if his heart is telling him otherwise

Sooo....what would make him turn? The only thing I could think of is that he believes that his brothers hate him

But honestly, not even that. I think he'd have to believe that they don't love him

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[beetleviolet]

@midwesternvibes 's rottmnt villain leo au will never fail to haunt my brain so, hark! I bringeth tidings of fanfic!

I was really curious what it would take to drive Leo so apart from his family, so I tried to write it in a way that from right to me. This one really challenged me, so I hope yall like it!

To be clear, I feel like this would take place like before Leo is a villain. When the possibility it just. There.

TW: child abuse/emotional abuse, panic attacks/flashbacks, crying, murder, suicidal thoughts, ptsd

The anger started- well, no. It didn't really have a definitive start or finish. A collection of moments Leo could look back on and think, maybe this was it. Maybe this is when it all began, maybe this was when it gained momentum, maybe this was the point of no return. 

And again, even the single moments he could pick out always had other ones tangled around them. Leo took the fall for, well, everything. Not that his brothers never got in trouble but, well, if the dish broke it was Leo who broke it. If an argument started it was Leo who crossed the line. If the chores weren't done then it was Leo's turn, even if it wasn't everyone else said it was and Dad believed them. Looking back, it was an easy thing to blame Leo. He was already labeled trouble, what was a little more? 

The trouble stuck with him like his stripes, like yeah there was a mask there but come on dude, we can both see them peeking out the edges. Leo wasn't to be trusted. Leo was easy to blame. Leo was trouble. 

“Why would you do that??” 

“It was one mistake, Raph!” Raph seemed too flabbergasted to speak, only gesturing at the burning building behind him. So yeah, Leo had started an eensy-teensy little fire. He'd gotten everybody out! 

Leo's mistakes were big. There were few, but they were big, and no one wanted to let him forget it. 

“This is just like that time you broke the TV!” Mikey giggled as he brushed the plate shards into a dust pan. At least he didn't seem mad. Leo tilted his head at him,

“Uh, you broke that.”

“Did not!” Mikey protested. 

“We were playing basketball and you tried to throw it to me!” 

“You didn't catch it!” Leo felt his fingers twitch, wanting to flex, maybe a tic he picked up from Donnie. Frustrated. Angry. A start. 

Leo couldn't remember what happened next, really. They got interrupted by some other brotherly shenanigan. It was just. Well. Leo loved Mikey. He shouldn't be mad! You weren't supposed to get mad at the people you loved, right? Right? 

“Leonardo!” Yikes, full name treatment. Leo jumped, scrambling on 7 year old legs. “You did not help Red cook dinner!?” 

“Uh..” Leo peered behind the looming figure of his Dad, where Raph was half hugging a sniffling Mikey with a bandage on his finger. “..no?” 

“Your brother got hurt!” Oh, that made sense. Mikey was still learning. He had been clammering Raph for a chance to help in the kitchen, that's why Leo didn't today. But he couldn't say that because Splinter had that- that look. That clenched jaw that scared Leo more than anything. Dad didn't hit them, usually, not really. Maybe a small fwip behind the head if they were very bad, a sandal thrown by if they said something out of line. It wasn't that, really. Dad didn't like to do that, sometimes he even apologized for it. Usually to Donnie and Mikey, but whatever. But it wasn't that. 

It was more the glaring, the teasing, the yelling, oh when Dad yelled at him Leo could do nothing but shake. It was his brothers watching. It was his brothers watching when it was Mikey who had thrown that basketball so it hit the TV, the TV Donnie was fixing as Dad screamed. Leo shook, he set his jaw and blinked and he didn't cry, he didn't cry. Leo wouldn't start crying. He didn't start. A start. 

Once, when April came over after a fun mission, she did this announcer thing, where she gave everyone an intro as they entered the room. Leo was up to go last. Turned out he wouldn't go at all. And them everyone went to bed. 

It overshadowed those little papers Leo kept in the drawer of his bedside. Notes and doodles and things his brothers had said to him, happy things. Like the time Donnie said he loved Leo, not “I love you guys”, he said “I love you”, just to Leo. The time Mikey made his favorite pizza because he was sad. A big hug from Raph, paper airplanes with good messages from April. That bedside table got crushed when the lair was, well, shredded, and Leo sat on his knees, seiza, picking up as many as he could before his brothers caught up. 

“Come on, Leo.” 

“Gimme a second.” He heard Raph shift impatiently,

“You're taking so long.”

“Can't rush perfection.” He could feel Raph's eye roll. 

“You know bein’ down here makes Don upset.” Sure, this was about Donnie. Leo shoved a few more into his pouch. 

“It's not a party for me either.”

“This isn't about you!” Raph snapped, and Leo felt like a scrap of paper as he trembled in the wind. That was the first time Raph had said it to him. The first time. The start. 

On one of those scraps of paper was a time when his Dad lectured him, and Leo shook and he didn't cry and Dad sort of faded out and watched him. Leo stared at the floor next to Dad's feet, waiting to be told to bring his eyes up, waiting for the, “Look at me when I'm talking to you!”, but it didn't come. Dad just. Looked at him. Looked at him for longer than he might have ever before. Splinter never looked at him when Leo was talking. Or when he wasn't, really. Not really.

“...go to your room.” He said, and Leo just about ran. In his room, he was allowed to cry. Well, there was no rule against crying, not one written or said, but Leo could feel the pressure when he did it, eyes and expectations on his skin, and so he didn't cry. Except now he started to. Now he sobbed. He jumped at the knock at the door. He'd never heard that knock before. Mikey did the one from Frozen, knock knock kno-knock knock!, and Raph would bang twice, Knock! Knock!, and Donnie did morse code, something different every time. This was a simple knock, a tentative, knock knock knock against the door frame. Leo didn't answer, maybe couldn't. The curtain rippled as Splinter entered. He had a plate in his hand. He watched as Leo scrubbed his eyes before placing the plate, a plate of fruit, on the bedside. Then again, he watched. Stared. 

Leo wanted a hug.

It wouldn't fix anything, and there was something inside of himself screaming, no! He didn't need it! He wouldn't mean it anyway! And maybe he wouldn't. But soft fur, warmth around him, a gentle hand against the dip of his shell. Splinter had this lullaby he would sing to a fussy Mikey, a sick Donnie, a sleepy Raph on the couch. Leo wanted to hear it. He wanted it so bad. 

He and Splinter stared at each other. And then his father left the room. Leo ate the fruit. Oranges and strawberries. 

He didn't write all of that. He wrote, “Dad cut fruit for me.” And that was all. That was all. 

And then

And then there was the Krang. 

Leo was a lot of things. He was a hero, he was a martyr, he was a brother, he was a son, he was dead, maybe, somewhere, and he was hurting and he was trouble. 

His family loved him. They opened that portal for him, so they loved him. But Mikey loved Draxum too, because he was family. So yeah, his family loved him. They wouldn't be the same without him. But did they like him? 

Dad avoided him for a while. So did Raph. They were mad at him, Leo thought, for starting this whole mess. Mikey was a whole mess. He cried a lot, happy and sad, and Donnie sat on the medbay chair, not spinning like he usually did, just sitting. No one would give Leo a straight answer about anything. Eggshells. Sometimes, everything got too much and darkness closed in and Leo lost control. Raph would help, when that happened, but when that happened Leo wasn't Leo, he was just scared and he didn't think, he only flinched away from the red and green above him. Raph started to cry. They all looked at him. Leo looked back. He couldn't speak. They looked away. A start, or maybe a finish, because Leo hadn't expected anything more. 

Dad sang that lullaby to him. 

That he didn't see coming. He was alone, still in the medbay, still still still, and his thoughts were pulling at his skin and dragging him down. Leo couldn't move. He couldn't speak. He couldn't talk. Small, clawed feet padded closer. Leo shook. 

Stroking fingers on his forehead, a quiet hum, smooth Japanese, and Leo got everything he had been asking for. 

It wasn't enough for him to calm down, no, not nearly, so after a while, a blessed, blessed while, Dad left, and Donnie appeared. He counted his breaths orderly, fingers flexing because he wanted to leave and get back to work. He was anxious. Leo couldn't help but catch it, his breathing ok but he couldn't stop shaking. Donnie didn't know what to do. He asked something and Leo nodded and then they left him alone. His breath began to catch. A beginning, a start. An end. 

All alone. It was funny, how he felt that phrase with his whole soul. There was no one for miles. His chest was an empty bell. Leo swung his legs over the edge of the skyscraper. It was funny, when he tried to die, they didn't leave him alone for days.

It wasn't that he wanted to, it was just. 

He wanted to know what they'd think, just a little. Maybe this could finally prove that they need him, just a bit. But Leo was all alone. 

He shook it off. He was 16 years old, and he didn't want to die. He was 16 years old, and he had to start for home now if he wanted to get back before anyone noticed he left. Had to start for home. He had to start. 

So naturally he sat right there and stared at the skyline. 

They sent April after him, when he kept missing calls. He watched the text messages roll in, telling him that breakfast was ready, that they had training in an hour, that he better be back by tonight for patrol. That he was worrying them. His heart rate was steady, according to Donnie, but he was worrying them. 

April was dropped off by a Genius Built something or other, Leo didn't turn around to check. She stepped forward and, oddly enough, stayed quiet as she sat next to him. She watched the city with him, rustling and bustling below, and then she bumped their shoulders together, arm against arm, and Leo was shaking and and and

He couldn't cry. He couldn't start. April pressed warm against his arm and she stayed there until his breaths were even, his face still dry. 

He might have written that down on a scrap of paper, if he did that anymore. Maybe he should start, he thought, laying staring staring at the ceiling. His room was sound proof, but he could feel them talking about him. That was the only reason he was still alone. Probably. Maybe. It was just. 

It was just. 

Leo felt everything. It was like 16 years of feelings had all slammed together into a knotted mess in his chest. There was probably some logic to that, if he were to ask Mikey about it. Something about the connection between recent traumatic events and coping skills. He didn't care. Leo just curled up on his bed and imagined he was drifting. He imagined he was somewhere else. 

When Leo was little, when he was trouble, more then usual, he would imagine he was a scrappy kid on a forgotten planet with lore only he knew. He pick pocketed Jupiter Jim, which was bad, but Jim saw he was just hungry and desperate and decided to take him with them. Red Fox was hesitant, but by the end of their adventure she trusted him completely. Which sucked because Leo was a spy for the planet leader the whole time. What was he supposed to do? There was something about Leo that was just fundamentally different then Red Fox and Jim. Why fight that? 

But whenever Leo got that far he started getting tired, so he mentally skipped his redemption arc and right to the dramatic moment, where he was told everything would be ok. And 7 year old Leo fell asleep imagining he was held. 

He stopped when he got older, well aware that self-insert JJ fanfiction, however G rated it may be, was still pretty weird. Leo was pretty weird. Yeah, his whole family was, but Leo was different from them, another category, walls and subway tracks between them. 

It all came down to Leo wanting to be as close to his family as possible, but never actually succeeding. So he just ran away. 

Maybe he could just. Run away. 

It would be easy enough, right? With his portal swords and everything. 

Run away. A fresh start. 

Leo stared at the wall. He had some money from picking up shifts at Run of the Mill, but knowing his family he couldn't just go back there, so he would have to find a different job. Donnie had access to the whole city at the press of a button, so he would have to move out of New York. Maybe somewhere in the Hidden City, out of his families reach. Maybe-

Knock knock knock. 

Tentative. He knew that knock. 

“Blue? Your brothers say it is time for your patrol.” Right, that. What was he doing, getting all wrapped up in maybes? He wasn't running away. This was just a phase, he just had to wait out all of his tangled emotions and then everything would go back to how it used to. 

“Coming!” He called, tieing on his mask. He straightened it in the mirror, pulling it a little wider to hide more of his stripes. His phone was dead, so he left it charging by his bed, snatched up his katanas and stepping into the hall. 

Raph was mad-worried, Leo could smell it, literally and figuratively. April must have told him something. Leo would have to balance on his tightrope of being obnoxious enough to not cause worry, but not too much, or he would earn a lecture for missing the training he himself had scheduled. There may be a couple snide comments eitherway, but Leo would smile from his spot 50 feet in the air, dancing, daring. 

But before he could leave, his father had looked at him. 

“Have a good time, Blue,” He said. And then, “I love you.” 

Oh. 

Leo could have gone through at least 300 different memories, at least 600, at least 1000. Every moment of wanting and wishing and now he was here. And now. 

Leo looked at his Dad, at Splinter. He looked at the super-star turned rat, celebrity turned father, and he just. 

“Bye, Dad.” Leo said, and he didn't cry. He turned on his heel and he walked. 

…it felt kind of good that he was the one walking this time. A kind of good he didn't want to think about.

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Hypno and Warren. 

Months ago, that wouldn't have sent a shudder up his spine. Months ago, that wouldn't make the room go cold and his heart started to thud. But months ago, Hypno and Warren hadn't made the biggest mistakes of their lives. And months ago, the simmering mass, the start in Leo's chest wasn't hell bent on proving it. 

His brothers did their usual banter, if a little strained from nerves, but the two villains were as mediocre as ever. 

The three of them kept trying to catch his eye, concerned because Leo wasn't talking. He didn't really know why. You'd think they'd like it better this way. Even Warren was making comments. Why should he have to pretend around them, anyway? Joke and smile to what, make them feel better? Leo loved his family, he loved them with all of his heart, but his chest was on fire and today he just. He couldn't. 

And then Mikey went down. 

It was just a sprained ankle. Just a sprained ankle. But Mikey yelped in pain and his eyes shone and he was about to start crying. About to start. Raph's eyes went white. Donnie bared his teeth. And Leo. 

Leo. 

He didn't really think about it too hard. Not really. He just opened a portal. Just a small one, right around Hypnos torso. He spoke, voice a little stilted, a little to the left, 

“Will you grow back too?” Hypno looked at him with round eyes. Warren began to stutter, something high and pleading, but Leo couldn't hear. 

“Let him go!” Raph commanded. Why did he care? These were the ones who started it all, who stole the key in the first place, who was Raph to protect them? Leo's brother had the worst kind of savior complex. 

“Nardo, what are you doing?” Donnie asked. He already knew, he asked anyway. Wasn't he supposed to be the logical one? Emotional bad-boy? What a joke.

Hypno would cause nothing but danger for his family. Nothing but trouble. Why did they care? 

“Leo.” Mikey said, soft. He met Leo's gaze, fierce, “Let him go, please. I'm alright.” Oh.

Oh no, no, what was he doing?

“Step out.” He whispered. Hypno scrambled away. Leo let the portal snap close. 

Oh no, no no no no. 

What was he

“Leo?” 

Hate him. He had to go. Had to start. 

Leo slashed in front of himself, stepping through without a second thought. 

Maybe he should have just

No, no, don't think like that. 

Maybe

Leo stumbled, landing heavily on the ground. He pressed his palms into the pavement, cement leaving indents into his skin, cold and damp. Grit coated itself on his knees, tremors working through them in waves. 

No, no, no. 

Maybe

He should have

Stop.

But he couldn't slow his thoughts, ringing through his bones like a bell. 

He should have done it. 

Maybe this was the point of no return, the end, it was over. Regret curling in his gut, a photo in his pocket that he didn't spare a glance. It hitched in his chest, and Leo felt his face grow hot. Burning eyes, burning burning, tears.

A start. 

[0mysticmidnight0]

~Mystically Broken AU - Chapter 7~

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Important info about the series: I was actually planning on deleting all the chapters or discontinuing this series as well as deleting off the face of the earth. But I saw a few comments on my other post that wanted me to continue it. So why not? I'll be finishing this series this month or next month. If I feel like it, I might make a season 2! Anyways, enjoy!!

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You woke up and headed to the kitchen, your mind still stirring with your conversation with Leo. What is happening? Just a month ago, you were being threatened by these guys and now you cared about them.

When you stepped in the kitchen, you saw Raphael. He was the least gruesome of the four but he was the most "scary looking" as most of his victims put it. Or anyone who just happened to see him. Most likely due to his size. His bruised hands. His scarred left eye. You glanced at his clothes.

He was wearing a loose dark black shirt. It used to be ripped. It seemed to be stitched. As well as a lighter black/greyish pair of comfortable pants. A ripped red scarf rested comfortably on his neck. You saw it had initials. "H.Y." He was drinking some coffee while reading some newspaper. you were zoning out until a voice called out to you.

"Good morning."

You respond almost immediately, a bit startled.

"G-Good morning-!"

Damn, why did you stutter it out like that?!

"I heard ya' talkin' to Leo last night."

You didn't notice he was there. You certainly didn't hear him.

"So you did."

He looked at you, you froze.

"Listen, (name) was it? if I know anythin' 'bout Leo is that he's gonna go head first withouta plan. And you'll be right by us to help back him up."

"Im helping.?"

He chuckled a bit at your surprise.

"I'm sorry, I know ya' don't have any experience in this situation but you were the last one with Donnie.. and knowin' him for years has taught me a thing or two. A guy like Donnie has back up plans for back up plans."

You nodded and he showed you something on the newspaper he was reading, They were holding an Auction at the same Museum Donnie was captured.

"No doubt Leo's gonna take this chance to strike."

"No doubt about it, we'll figure out a plan. For now, calm down (Name), I ain't gonna eat ya'!"

You laughed and calmed down as you two spent the entirety of the morning chatting.

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Later at noon, You were with Raph and Michelangelo. Planning your next move.

"Alright, you and Mikey are gonna follow Leo, give him back up but only when completely necessary. I'll stay here and back ya' two up when ya' finally reach Donnie."

You slowly felt Mikey's hand on your shoulder and you shivered.

"Don't worry, (name). I don't bite."

"Mikey, quit scarin' em."

"You're no fun, Raph!"

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I absolutely wanna thank the fans of my series. I'm genuinely surprised and honored!

I will be posting regularly again.

Yours truly,

MysticMidnight

[signanothername]

Have some of my lil villainous bois and a Future bean

Missed drawing these lil guys sm <333

Villainous brothers AU masterpost

[multifandom-menace]

My Rottmnt villain au!

[tmntauposts]

Ok so I'm working on a Villain tmnt au (liek my own au not a connon version) And in it I'm pulling a Rottmnt and bayverse and having the turtles be lab animals.

They were genetically modified and have a sorta secondary animals DNA that affects a few physical features as well as instincts. I've got most of them figured out, but I'm having trouble with mikey

So far I've got

Leo–Shark, Raph–Alligator, Donnie–Viper, Mikey–N/A

I'm thinking of either going with a spider or just saying fuck it and making him part alien bur lemme know your thoughts in it.

(Also, they also have a sorta elemental powers/themes Leo–water, Raph–Fire, Donnie–Earth, Mikey–Air)

[renisrandom]

Heroes or Villains AU drawings. Plus Renaissance. I want to write a fanfic about this AU, but I’m not exactly sure how it would go. Let me know if you’d be interested in reading a fic about this. And if I should include Renaissance in that fic or not.

[yourleastfavoriteguyinthechairr]

@signanothername’s villainous brothers!au is slowly taking over my brain i’m so sorry

here, have some memes

(briar = rottmnt oc of which i drew in the vb!au raine = briar’s (deceased) little sister rugs = briar’s dog)

[supartlu]

a sketch page for raph bc i love him to death and back (I tried to add some close ups as well as alt text so hopefully its easier to read things <3)

[midwesternvibes]

Thinking about my last post about a villan Leo, and honestly what would put him over the edge?

Because honestly, his brothers would keep him from becoming a true villan in almost every timeline, so what would be the thing to truly send him over the edge, without them dying and without any kind of mind control?

The only thing I can think of is if Leo truly believed that they don't love him.

And unfortunately, we kiiiinda see this in the series. Not that they don't love him, no, I don't think he could ever do anything to make them not love him.

Buuuuut....we do kinda see him thinking that they don't like him

"Im the one who cheated, punish me!"

And instead of backing him up, bailing him out, helping him figure it out, what do they all do?

"YES PUNISH HIM!"

They actively advocate for Leo to get hurt here. All three of them.

And yeah, this is totally sibling culture, I have two younger siblings and I'm totally willing to shove them under the bus from time to time, but that's when we get asked who ate the last of Dad's favorite cookies, not when we're asked who should get hurt

(And let's be so real right now, they had no idea what the consequences of this "punishment" would be, it's a little bit different when they're in severe danger versus simple sibling blaming)

And on top of that, we see this kind of thing again and again where they shove Leo in the line of danger

"It was me who made everyone keep the secret from you!"

(This was all for a PRANK. He's 14-15 here, a KID. Theres no reason Splinter needed to make this prank THIS severe, but a post about Leo and Splinter's relationship and how that could push him over the edge is coming later)

And then there's this...

"Leo! Sacrifice yourself to buy us time!"

Now we see a trend. This is the third time that Leo has offered himself up/someone else has offered him up

And still, not a single person speaks up in his defense

I wouldn't blame him if, at this point, he's starting to think that maybe, just maybe.....

Do they really like him?

and it's not that much of a stretch to eventually turn this to

Do they really love me?

(Stay tuned for the entire breakdown on why he might believe that Splinter specifically might not like him!!!)

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[sskurwysyn]

Good dad Draxum Mikey + u get 1 (one) additional April (as a little treat)

I think he deserves to have heelys (he's still absolutely shredding it on the skateboard don't get me wrong)

[justaskgames]

In honor of TMNT's 40th Anniversary, here are 40 questions for people to send you about TMNT!

~~ Background ~~

1.) What was your first exposure to TMNT?

2.) What was your first exposure to [TMNT iteration]?

3.) What was your first impression of [TMNT iteration]?

4.) When did you become a fan of TMNT?

5.) Which iterations are you familiar with?

6.) Do you own any TMNT merchandise?

~~ Favorites ~~

7.) Which iteration is your favorite?

8.) Which turtle is usually your favorite?

9.) Who is your favorite version-specific turtle?

10.) Which version of Leonardo is your favorite?

11.) Which version of Raphael is your favorite?

12.) Which version of Donatello is your favorite?

13.) Which version of Michelangelo is your favorite?

14.) Which version of Splinter is your favorite?

15.) Which version of April is your favorite?

16.) Which version of Casey is your favorite?

17.) Which version of the Shredder is your favorite?

18.) Who is your favorite villain?

19.) Who is your favorite ally?

20.) Which theme song is your favorite?

21.) What is your favorite story arc?

22.) What is your favorite kind of pizza?

~~ Fandom ~~

23.) What is one of your favorite TMNT fics?

24.) What is one of your favorite TMNT fan comics?

25.) What is one of your favorite TMNT AUs?

26.) What is one of your favorite pieces of TMNT fan art?

27.) What is something you love to see in TMNT art/fics?

28.) What is one thing you would like to see explored more in TMNT art/fics?

29.) What is one headcanon that you have?

30.) What is one common headcanon that you reject?

31.) What is one piece of TMNT canon that you dislike/ignore?

~~ For Artists/Writers ~~

32.) What was the first thing you've made for TMNT?

33.) What is your favorite thing you've made for TMNT?

34.) Which character do you write/draw most often?

35.) Which character relationships are your favorite to write/draw?

36.) Which character do you have the hardest time writing/drawing?

37.) Do you write/draw for one specific iteration, or multiple?

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

39.) Do you have any TMNT OCs?

40.) Do you give the turtles tails?