#rise franken-foot

[e-turn]

gotta appreciate the duo more

and frankenfoot

ух ты, перевод! целый раз и целый два!

okay back into my hole i go

[v-albion]

Risetober day 26: Frankenfoot

“Don’t worry buddy! Raph’s got you”

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[turtleblogatlast]

Raph amassing a decent squad of stuffed animals when he’s little and coming up with wrestling matches between them.

Captain Cuddles is the winning face, and Cheech is his long-standing heel rival. Their fights are legendary.

[blorbo-polls]

[toonsforkicks22]

Rise April drawing challenge Day 15: Buddies

When we #SaveRiseoftheTMNT I hope we get an episode w/ these three. If April and Sunita got one, the BEST comfort characters should too.

@zee-rambles creator of the drawing challenge

[lokidotir]

Day 15: Buddies

I know I am late, but I am also epicly tired. This is what I thought of when I saw the prompt, and this is what you get. Maybe I'll get day 16 out on time. Maybe not. Tk tired to care. Good night.

[khlegacynexus]

Converting a Documentary into text is a bit hard not gonna lie #Lairgames2019

[yes-divine-ruler]

Okay okay okay, but imagine; prompt #27 and #3 with Sub!FrankenKyle 🫣🫣🫣🫣

GENIUS. UUU RR A GENIUS!

Franken-Kyle Smut Drabble

Prompts: “Here, let me show you how to do it.” & “Aw, your legs are trembling~ does it feel that good?”

*G!N Reader*

Kyle stares up at you from beneath his lashes, a small pout on his lips. It was becoming increasingly harder for you to figure out what he needed, but after asking him to point to where it hurts, it was evident what the problem was.

“Take off your pants, Kyle. Do you want me to help you?” You sit opposite Kyle on the bed, your bottom lip wedged between your teeth as you watch Kyle get up.

He stands at the foot of the bed, groaning as he tries to pinch the zipper between his fingers to unfasten his pants. He struggles, his fingers slipping.

A frustrated groan escapes his lips, and he begins to tug at his hair.

“Shh shh, Kyle it’s okay,” you grab onto his wrist, and try and pull his hand away from his blonde curls.

“I-idiot!” Kyle cries, his eyes full of tears as he peers into yours.

“Here-“ you pull his arm down to his side, “let me show you how to do it.”

Kyle stands still, his heart pounding in his ears, watching intently as you tug down his zipper and unbutton his jeans.

He lets out a small whine once the pants are off his legs, and crawls into bed beside you.

“I can make you feel good, Ky,” you whisper, your hand palming him through his white boxers.

Kyle lets out a small moan, his eyes squeezing shut and his toes curling in his socks as you apply pressure to his throbbing erection.

“Let me take these off, too,” you kiss just below his navel before your fingertips hook into the waistband of his boxers and tug them down to his ankles.

His cock springs to life, slapping against his stomach. You only just noticed how painful it must’ve been, having no idea how long he’d had this little problem for.

“Oh baby,” you coo, wasting no time before your hand is securely wrapped around his length.

His angry, red tip seeps with pre cum and you use it to lather down his shaft with your palm.

“Oo-uh! Oo,” Kyle moans incoherently as you begin to pump him steadily in your hand.

“Good Kyle?” You ask, laying down on your side with your head propped on your hand, supported by your bent elbow.

“G-good,” Kyle lifts his head to watch you, his dark eyes gleaming into yours as you lower your mouth towards his leaky tip.

“Want me to take it in my mouth?” You ask softly, blowing cool air onto his wet cock.

“Y-yes, p-,” Kyle doesn’t have time to finish his sentence before you’re taking him in your mouth.

He lets out a surprised gasp and a hand flies towards your head, fingers wounding tightly in your hair. Kyle’s stomach muscles tense as the heat begins to rise, starting from where your mouth was wrapped around him.

You engulf him almost entirely in your mouth, laying your tongue flat on the underside of his shaft. Your hand wraps around his base, and with a steady start, your hand and mouth begin to work together in one synchronised motion.

Kyle lets out a soft, little whimper as you work his cock between your hand and mouth. His thighs begin to shake from under your body, and pulling your mouth away for a second, you let out a small laugh.

“Aw, your legs are trembling- does it feel that good?” Your lips form into a pout as you continue to stroke his length in a tight fist.

Kyle nods profusely, before his hand in your hair tightens, and his other grips onto the bed sheets beneath him.

“I know you wanna cum baby, cum for me,” you stick out your tongue, laying the tip against his slit, waiting for him to finish.

Kyle’s hips buckle up to meet your hand, and not without an animalistic groan, he lets go all over your tongue, some dribbling down your chin.

Your ministrations around his cock slow as you pop your tongue back into your mouth to swallow. Kyle still stares at you, his mouth agape and his forehead creased with wrinkles. He whines as you continue to play with him, leaving a few kisses on the raw tip of his cock.

“Feel better?” You ask, taking more than one glance up at his fucked out expression.

“M-mhm.”

[toy-powerhouse]

The Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles turtles have some serious “No Friends” energy: Or the turts lack a support network of allies and friends, so it makes the series feel empty

Maybe one of the biggest failings of Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (out of many other failings) is how the titular characters lack a (non-familial) support network. They don't really have any friends or allies, and what few friends/allies they do have are very underappreciated, underrepresented, and underutilized (Todd Capybara and Señor Hueso) or "upgraded" to the much more valued status of family members (April and Draxum).

Despite possibly being the most attention-seeking turtles ever to be created so far, they never seem to have any desire to receive attention from outside the family unit. They're all so insular despite constantly showboating in a world where largely no one has any issues with them being mutant turtles. For the most part, the whole world, both human and Yōkai, is their oyster, and they’re free to roam around and mingle as they please. Yet they're largely content to remain detached from it all. And, that lack of connection makes the series, and its entire universe feel so empty and so small in scope. This emptiness is made especially obvious when compared to other TMNT adaptations that do give the mutant turtles a stronger and plentiful network of friends/allies or at least have the turtles working towards building such close-knit ties with others outside their family unit. The 2003 series was so chock full of friends/allies, it ended on a big damn wedding attended by all the folks they befriended. Even if RotTMNT continued beyond 1 ½ seasons and a movie (technically, it’s two seasons, but let’s be real, season two is too truncated to count as its own season), it’d be highly unlikely that the turtles of that series would ever amass that many notable friends/allies.

We see some glimmers of interest that the turtles have in being a part of a world outside themselves, but aside from those fleeting instances, their disinterest in anything apart from themselves is palpable and never challenged in any major way. This limits the characters’ experiences, their development as well as the overall narrative. It makes all their wacky adventures or dramatic exploits seem repetitive and hollow in a way better kids’ shows mitigate with a compelling cast of supporting characters (i.e., friends and/or allies for the protagonists).

Instead, what RotTMNT lacks in platonic support it more than makes up for in enemies, albeit mostly underdeveloped enemies. The turtles just sort of gain enemies time and time again (because they’re usually unfunny obnoxious screw-ups), which makes their lack of reoccuring friends/allies even more noticeable. Big Mama, Warren Stone, Hypno-Potamus, Repo Mantis, Meat Sweats, the Purple Dragons, Ghostbear, Baxter Stockboy, Sando Brothers, etc., (Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, more like Everybody Hates the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, lmao). You get the idea; the turtles seem to have a talent for making more enemies than friends/allies.

But, with friends like the turts (correction: turds), who needs enemies?

The biggest middle finger the series shows to the idea of allies is when in the season one finale, “End Game,” the following allies join April and Splinter to rescue the turds as the B-Team: Bullhop, Franken-Foot, S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N., and Todd Capybara. Only for the quartet to be captured immediately and left for dead because they’re never brought up again in the episode. While each of the so-called "allies" of B-Team aren't given much respect both in- and out- of universe, Bullhop (real name Stanley) may be the least respected. In short, the turds ruined Stanley's life, showed little grace to the poor guy before he got unceremoniously ousted from the series. He got mutated by the Oozesquitos the turds had accidently released from Draxum's lab, the turds let him stay at the lair with them for a bit to make amends but were on the verge of kicking him out because he was annoying to live with (Gee, those sure are a lot of pots calling the kettle black…), only for him to leave anyway of his own volition. He then shows up one more time in "End Game" to get captured by the Foot Clan, and because this was his last appearance, it's probably fair to assume that he died/was killed while the other three managed to escape unscathed. RIP Stanley, I know he must be ballet dancing his heart out somewhere in cartoon heaven.

It's characters like Bullhop combined with other infrequently or one-time occurring allies like Casey (Sr.), Señor Hueso, Marcus Moncrief (aka Jupiter Jim), Sunita, Piebald, Red Fox, and so on that show how little the series wants to commit to giving the titular characters a stable support network built on trust and camaraderie. The closest we get to a true, ride or die ally and friend is Todd (see “Todd Scouts” and “Anatawa Hitorijanai”) and even he barely gets any respect. In “Anatawa Hitorijanai,” he provides them with a haven away from the Shredder when he’s taken over New York, forges them weapons they use to save the day, and he receives no thanks or any real acknowledgment for doing any of it which makes the turtles come off as very ungrateful to their greatest ally and friend. The way in which the series represents friends and allies is, at times, tinged with a dismissive, even mean-spirited undertone that feels like a slap in the face to themes and messages that the franchise often represents.

TMNT is a franchise that’s narrative is built on connection and the desire for misfits to find acceptance. In many adaptations, the turtles pine for meaningful relationships outside themselves and Splinter. And, while this theme doesn’t need to be the focus of every adaptation, its absence in RotTMNT does strip from the characters an extra layer of depth and misses out on an opportunity to make them more relatable to members of the audience, especially those who’ve ever felt alienated.

If RotTMNT wanted to focus more on the familial relationships of the titular characters instead, that would be one thing. However, even the development and depth of those familial relationships are lacking. For instance, Splinter’s neglect of the turtles is never truly confronted along with the impact of Raph’s parentification (the underdeveloped family dynamic is something to be expanded upon for another entry in my lengthy list of grievances with this adaptation).

There was so much potential to explore new relationships for the turtles outside their own little world. The introduction of Yōkai opened new possibilities for the characters with them being able to be among other non-humans (the underdeveloped role of Yōkai and their Hidden City is also a topic for another day). Even the more lenient human world offered a new perspective. But, like all things surrounding Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, it was just more wasted potential.

[bcbdrums]

several-sentence sunday

tagged by @midnightcaptions and @vulturebeetlesnake thank you both!! ^^

a direct continuation of the WIP from last time i posted one of these:

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He ducked his head as rock crumbled above and around him, and then almost all at once the darkness of the tunnel was replaced with the luminous blue of the moonlit night as a residual electricity danced across his skin, visible for a moment until it seemed to withdraw at his extremities until he felt it swirling at his core, wild and untamed.

When the impact of rubble against his back and head stopped and the only sound was the spray of displaced water, Franken lifted his head and looked around.

He was inside the city wall, a cobbled street now flooding with runoff from the destroyed drainage tunnel. He stood up on shaking legs and stepped out of the drain, picking his way carefully through the crumbling stone and back toward the wall and the relative safety it provided. He startled suddenly when a light came on somewhere, and he snapped his head in its direction to see a house.

His jaw slackened as he broadened his gaze to take in the countless buildings in the city before him, rising up to their peak where that strange building dominated, adorned on all sides by large facades of skulls and threatening red needles that appeared to point symmetrically in each direction.

As he stared at the unfamiliar cityscape before him, another sudden and new sensation had him nearly losing his footing, his heart racing in panic as he knew all at once that he wasn’t alone.

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i tag @memethebum and @blackbloodteeth

[my-name-is-bunnyfoxy]

Rise Raphael HEADCANNONS

Besides Ghost Bear, he was always a huge fan of Jake ''The Snake'' Roberts, Mr.Perfect and John Cena.

Raph actually tended to dream to do football, basketball, baseball, boxing and even volleyball.

Once he met Mona (in my AU) she had him join a wrestling group she was apart of along with a boxing group. He visits it every Wednesday, Friday and Saturday.

Him, Franken-Foot and Slash (my AU) often spar together and beat each other. TO THE DEATH. Not really-

Contrary to popular belief, he swears THE MOST out of all of his brothers. Like bro does NOT care if he dropped the worst f bomb ever at all.

He is a massive fan of Hello Kitty and My Little Pony. He own quite a lot of merch. He actually does read the creepypasta's of these two franchises he likes. He never really was a fan though. Not because he found the fanfics gory or something, he just thought they were stupid and overrated. Plus he saw them as edgy and a ''let's make everything so bloody and gross'' cliche kind of thing.

He actually enjoys live-action Disney movies. Though he prefers the original more.

He tried to be friendly with Mayhem multiple times but eventually gave up. Just because he knew he's not gonna force him to like him all of a sudden. Though both managed to stay neutral on each other after a long time.

Raph loves animals, though he has a hard time getting along with them. He is capable of not having animals like cats, hamsters and mice get scared from him.

When he is left alone for way too long, he starts to hear noises and hallucinates that there are people watching him or glaring at him. Which would eventually result in either him having a panic attack or going feral.

He will actively devour anything. (Probably the reason why he never threw up when 2012 Mikey made the most horrendous recipe EVER-)

His favorite source of comfort is just cuddling with someone or something in a warm blanket.

His love language is physical touch, acts of service and quality time. Though mainly physical touch.

Raph would often wear clothes that are stretchable and capable of not getting ruined because of his spikey shell.

Raph often doesn't like his turtle species. He feels as if he is way too big, too spikey and doesn't fit in. His brothers remind him a lot that he is perfect the way he is and he shouldn't feel ashamed of being huge and looking a lot different then all of them. When he met Slash, the insecurity slowly began to fade away. As he enjoyed the company of meeting another alligator snapping turtle. Also Slash is like 10 feet tall so he is able to give Raph all the piggy back rides he wants.

In the future he would get various tattoos because he thinks they look cool. Plus they represent his family.

He almost swallowed his damn fist. Don't ask me how.

He unintentionally murdered a lizard because he thought it was a spider. Yeah so Mona found out about that-

Despite getting ABSOLUTELY flustered regarding flirting or having romantic advances given to him. Oh dear lordy ya'll do not wanna know how much of a rizzer he can genuinely be... Then there are times when he has the worst rizz to the point you question how he could pull anyone.

He loves marshamllows.

He is the 2nd closest to Todd. With Todd often letting Raph come over to play with his puppies and or pet-sit them.

Raph sleeps like a grizzly bear. That's it.

He doesn't mind Leo following him like a small baby duckling.

His Melody plushie (that bunny from Hello Kitty) is his stress toy. He hugs and squeezes it tightly. Splinter and Donnie ended up getting him a big sized one just for him on his 18th birthday.

[randomrottmntscreenshots]

Raphael and Donnie screens?

We unfortunately suffered a severe lack of Donnie&Raph's episodes, but here are some:

[audio-luddite]

Unscheduled swap.

The Harman Kardon is in the rack. The ARC is on the floor upside down with its bottom cover off.

We were just grooving to some 1970s music when it went quiet. Lights on the front of the big amp went dark. The line fuse failed? Huh???

No weirder than that. The fuse holder gave out. It may have been fiddled with before as there was solder inside where none should be. So I got the old HK Citation 12 from its place of rest. I wrestled out the ARC. Fk it is heavy, and put the tiny HK in its place.

They are both rated at 60 Watts per side. 1960s versus 1990s.

At first oh shit what is that sound? Harsh, tinny. Cold transistors? By the time I got my soldering gun (yes gun, tiny irons are for girls) and pulled the old bakelite (??) fuse thing out the HK had got WAY better.

The upturned tuber looks like a monster spilled its guts. Gobs of wires and fancy yellow capacitors. Poor thing. Of course I will find a new panel mount fuse holder. Hey two the other one is old too. The wires in there are tight bundles. I should have her back together tomorrow. There is an AUTOPARTS store that has the part nearby.

So the HK is settling down. Just finished side 2 of pawnshop. The big difference is the lovely golden textures have been replaced by white light. Not harsh, just not as pretty. Right now I am playing Herb Alpert's Rise as I played it last night. Same thing.

Also the Bass is how transistors are supposed to work. More solid and all that. Strangely not as deep?? The speakers may like the tuber. The funky textures are missed. Oh and some details are back. In pawnshop the crowd was more distinct and yes ice in the glasses.

The HK is not as good as the Franken amp I think. I may have to play Cowboy Junkies. Tiny details have not revealed themselves yet.

But you know the little beast was designed in 1960 something. It is dual mono. One power cord, but inside there are two completely separate amplifiers. They were reaching even back then. Okay Mr Alpert is playing a flugelhorn now. I dint notice that before.

Hey 1960s were not that bad. This is a fair fight.

Junkies. Track one. The stupid noise is there. Track two the Bass is more recessed. The vocal is clear. Oh very clear. Margo does not sound so lispy. Mr Harman has nothing to apologize for.

Yes it is different. I can see exactly why people yearn for the golden sound of the tubes. It aint right or better, just prettier. Photographers like to shoot in the golden hours. Just after sunrise, and just before sunset. The light has less blue and makes skin look richer. All those swimsuit shoots do that. It aint as honest as midday light.

OK Acid Test. Side 4 Cowboy Junkies LP. Sweet Jane. Bass bang on. I think my brain is adjusting to the sound a bit. Clean clear. The guitar is far left clear, clean. Shit the high hats dead centre perfect metallic.

Postcard blues. DEEP bass from the foot tap. Not as organic as the ARC. Margo is right there! I can hear her lips part. Oh yes the harmonica, damn. This is an amazing album. GET IT Droogs! Margo just took a breath like a real human. This is good.

I will put the ARC back in for a couple days once I fix it. Then the Franken-Amp gets his turn.

[turtleblogatlast]

Do you ship any of the turtles with anyone? or do you ship anything in rise at all?

(This ended up being a lot longer an answer than I intended hoo boy sorry about that)

Hmmm, I’m not too big a shipper tbh! Especially since I really enjoy canon interactions backing my ships, so it’s hard for me to actively like any that don’t really have that going for them. There’s plenty that I see around that I think are cute, but that’s usually the extent of my thought process for them.

For ships I more actively have, I guess I like AprilxSunita! They’re very very cute and I think they have some huge meet cute energy in their first episode together, and their chemistry is genuinely adorable (plus them being featured means more April screentime which is ALWAYS a good thing.)

I also think AprilxCasey (and when I say Casey I mean our OG girl) is really good, as I’m a sucker for enemies to lovers, and I think they have a lot in common and just bounce off each other very well (not to mention this ship in other iterations of TMNT has a loooooot going for it.)

Keeping the chain going, I think RaphxCasey (again, OG Casey) is also one with a tonnnnn of potential. They have a lot of common characteristics, and considering Raph’s whole thing with Franken-Foot, I really think there’s a lot of room there for a relationship to develop. Plus, like AprilxCasey, Raph and Casey tend to have a close relationship throughout the iterations of TMNT and it would be great to see that more with these two, even if not romantically.

Actually going back to enemies to lovers, I unironically think there’s a ton going for DonniexKendra. I know a lot of people hate this ship, but I don’t and I actually think it could very easily work whether in a love-hate way or a slow burn way. There’s a lot to like here and honestly they’re good together! Kendra is legit Donnie’s type too haha (cute, but mean.)

Lastly, SplinterxDraxum is good…when done right. I really like when people take it and don’t undermine the very real trauma that Splinter has gone through. As I’ve stated a lot, I love me some enemies to lovers, so I can see the potential here. Plus lbr Draxum was down BAD for Lou Jitsu when he first saw him haha.

I think that’s the extent to what I actively like? Everything else usually falls into “aw cute” or “ehhh not for me thanks”. And before you ask YES leosagi is cute and I’ll read fics with it if the premise is appealing, but I’m afraid I need some canon interactions to establish base character dynamics before I actively ship it alas.😔 Super cute though, no hate to it or any of the other CanonxCharacter-they’ve-never-met ships, I genuinely think people should just have fun! And for what it’s worth I really do wish we got a Usagi and Leo interaction in Rise like we have in other iterations.:(

So yeah. Overall, I have a few ships I enjoy, but I fall much more in the “prefer to keep everyone to themselves and make the focus family and friendship” category.

[with-my-murder-flute]

*bounce* OKAY OKAY I HAVE THEORIES THIS IS GONNA BE LONG

and sorry I will probably destroy your beautiful caanan house dreams

This bit!!! In Nona!!! (John 19:18)

IN THE DREAM the waters kept rising. They started making a hut at the top of the hill. Bodies were bobbing up and down in the water. He was scared of that—he was always scared of the water—and he made the waters go away for a while, and he raised up some parts of the earth that had been covered by sea. She watched them explode upward, shedding tonnes of water back into the soup. She asked him if it was hard; he said the hardest thing was remembering that he could do it, and not just doing things the old difficult way. On the new plank of land, all cut up from the water and the damage, there was a broken concrete building guarded by enormous shards of cracked bone. Like an egg that had been smashed from above. They wandered through the fields, slipping in icy brown mud, but they didn’t go anywhere near the building.

The "rectangular heads" sound to me like ordinary 21st century prefab industrial real estate. My assumption is that the bottom of the structure is the lab that looks like a freezing works in the Wairarapa, outside Greytown, New Zealand.

The Wairarapa has some truly breathtaking scenery:

Those are the Putangirua Pinnacles, near the coast, while Greytown is 40km inland from there, nearly at the foot of some mountains. I don't think Jod transported Canaan House out to the coast; I mostly suspect he'd put the "flood" back in "floodplain" above Lake Wairarapa, then small-business-entrepreneured himself his own oceanfront property.

And now...

Let me ruin Canaan House for you

I think: It's a dead, franken, zombie shopping mall

constructed from the salvaged bits of of even deader franken zombie shopping malls

(This is hugely inspired by growing up very near West Edmonton Mall, which is already the answer to "What if some small-time megalomaniacs decided to make the world's schmaltziest tribute to hypercapitalism and ancient Rome?")

(West Edmonton Mall's Phase 3 food court. I once went Christmas shopping with a friend who'd taken more Classics than I have, and she was 75% sure that statue is genuinely ancient.)

But I've mostly tried to pull up reference pics of New Zealand malls, and bits from Gideon the Ninth that give me that vibe.

It lapped back in terraces of what must have once been fabulous gardens. [...] The docking bay must have also been elegant in its era, a huge landing swath that could have held a hundred ships at a time (Chap 7)

(2001: Queensgate Mall, Wellington)

A VAST ATRIUM—a cavern of a room (Chap 8)

(2006: Botany Town Centre, Pakuranga)

through the glorious wreck of the smeared and vaulted ceiling light streamed down in such quantities it made Gideon halfway blind again. (Chap 8)

(2018: North City Mall, Porirua)

enormous twin staircases jutted up to the floor above, spread with narrow, moth-eaten rugs (Chap 8)

(circa 2019: Westfield Riccarton Centre, Christchurch)

Unsee it now. I dare you.

Canaan house/ tower theory

Okay I’m doing a Gideon audiobook listen, and just got to chapter 29 - when Harrow and Palamedes are discussing the possibility of a megatheorem.

Harrow dismisses the idea and focuses instead on how all the trails/ experiments requires a continuous source of thanergy that is hidden somewhere in Canaan house.

They call it her ‘secret door theory’ as she believes that they only have access to 30% of the tower, including the facility.

Makes me keep thinking about how Tamzyn recently said something like ‘we haven’t seen everything at Canaan house and we will return in Alecto.’

What also stood out to me is later when Harrow reveals to Gideon what is actually in the locked tomb, she says, ‘the water is salt and it’s deeps and it moves with a tide it shouldn’t have.’

I have no real theory (so that was a lie) but I need brighter minds to figure it out.

Is the locked tomb really on the First? Was Alecto the battery powering the house? Was it the souls of all of those that John didn’t resurrect that he killed on Earth powering it?

Is Canaan house actually the top half of the Tower in the river?