#rottmnt horror au

[kittpunk144]

Some sketches of Triangle head himself

I'm pretty happy with his new design.

[hyperfixated-homo]

turt doodles

[sketchiefoxie]

Start Again...

(Optional soundtrack/ambience)

April bolted upright with a gasp, clutching her chest, heart pounding wildly.

Oh gosh, oh gosh, oh heck, what had just happened, WHAT HAD JUST HAPPENED?!

She hyperventilated, scooting backwards as the darkness pressed in on her, mocking her, taunting her, letting her know she couldn't see. That she was emotionally alone in here.

Where was she, what had happened? Had Donnie just- Had she- Was she... Dead? Did she die? DID DONNIE JUST KILL HER?!

April's panicked breath’s caught in her throat, shifting into ugly choked sobs that tore and burned. Her voice echoed around her, bouncing around in the tunnels, as if to remind her how loud she was being.

There was no way that had been real, THERE WAS NO WAY!! There was absolutely NO WAY!!

April wrapped her arms around herself in a self-soothing hug, whimpering as fear coursed through her whole body, tears spilling down her cheeks as she shivered with involuntary shudders of terror. She rocked back and forth, unable to comprehend what had just happened, desperately wanting too just. Wake. Up!

Donnie was- He was all screwed up looking, and there was that tarp, and- and the duplicates of her stuff, and--

April squeezed her eyes shut, slowly tipping herself forwards to press her forehead against the grimy surface of the filthy sewers. There was no way that hadn't been real, there was absolutely no way in heck! It felt as real as right now did!! April continued to cry, too shocked to do anything else but that.

Her body ached, and her heart ached, and she was terrified out of her wits.

Within just a few moments of feeling like her world was ending, she quickly realized that she was all out in the open with no cover nor protection of any sort. She was entirely exposed. April got the distinct image of a long neck connected to a sharp toothed face, stretching through the halls, just to come and find her, and immediately she got goose bumps, feeling even more exposed.

Hysterically, she let out a whimper, and uncurled from her pained position, fumbling to produce her phone from her jacket pocket. Her fingers were shaking so badly, she ended up dropping it with a resounding clatter. Her heart shot up into her throat, rapid heartbeat giving her grief, and potentially the chance of a heart attack.

In a rush, she snatched it back up, and was seconds away from the sweet salvation of her flashlight. Pressing the button upon the side of her phone, April was met with a dark display and a small, depleted battery icon, with only a sliver of red on the bottom. Meaning, her phone was entirely dead.

This was a nightmare.

April tossed it down, a scream building in her throat, though she fought to keep silent, not wanting to be found by any more of the horrors lurking around down here. Why was everything going so badly?! She had really thought she was doing everything right!

Just great, how wonderfully great!! April let out another sob, huge tears running down her cheeks, as snot clogged her nose, making it hard to breathe. Who was she kidding, everything was horrible! Even sarcasm couldn’t help!

April began to look around, turning her head this way and that, in a desperate attempt to figure out where she was. Maybe she could identify her location by picking out her surroundings? From what she could guess, she was in the tunnel she had first woken up in. The one by the entrance-and-now-exit of the place.

April pushed her glasses up and rubbed her face with the inner corner of her jacket, as it was still moderately clean (though not anymore) and shoved herself up, stumbling around hesitantly till her outstretched hand hit a wall. It was covered in the same deep angry furrows she had seen the first time here. This must be the wall below the exit. Or at least, near it.

Carefully, April felt along the wall, running her hand along the rough bricks and slashes until she made it to the back, just a few steps away from where she had started. Now the exit was right above her; she just couldn't get out!!

April paused to take a few deep breaths to calm herself down. A rational head always solved problems faster. Maybe she could climb the wall if she crammed her feet and hands into the scratches? That seemed like the best place to start at least…

Carefully, April gripped the deep furrows, reaching up, and cramming her foot into one of the little cracks, attempting to pull herself up.

It was an immediate failure. Her hand slipped out, scraping her skin deeply, and she fell, smacking her face against the wall in the process, landing at the bottom, knees protesting from the shock of dropping. "DAMN IT!!" she shouted, voice echoing through the tunnels.

With a frustrated outcry, she slammed her fist against the wall, feeling as the skin on her hand scraped up, little bits of brick gravel sticking in the wounds. Just dandy!! Why was everything going wrong today?? Or was it even today anymore?! Her phone was dead, she couldn't get out, it was dark and her whole body ached!! Great!! Just great!!

Her only way out was impossible to climb and unless she found something to stab at the walls with, she was screwed!

Oh, who was she kidding, she was screwed either way…

April whined, more tears leaking out of her eyes, and she shifted, rotating to lean her back against the wall, head pressing up against the painful rock. Her hands hurt, and her face was scuffed up, possibly even bleeding. She couldn't entirely take care of herself like this in the dark, as it was too hard to see. But she couldn’t just ignore her wounds!! She needed to apply first aid to herself, or she'd get infections from the sewer scrapes.

With another pathetic sniff, she blinked hard, forcing away her tears, clearing up her vision (not that it really mattered though) and pushed off the wall into a standing position.

This was rock bottom, wasn’t it? At least there was nowhere to go but up, right? She had a few options she could choose from.

She could stay here, and cry like a pathetic sissy, or she could get to walking, and figure something out. The whole lair was just through this tunnel, there was no way she wouldn't find something helpful!! The lair had been like her second home!!

Taking a few more deep breaths, April mentally shoved her crisis to the back of her mind to deal with later and shook herself into alertness. Backpack, check! Stupid dead phone, check! Will to keep going? Eh, that one was a work in progress.

April found her way to the wall again, hand sliding along the jagged stones. She could follow this to get out of the tunnel, after all, it was just a straight shot.

Slowly, and extremely carefully, April began to make her way through the tunnel. Her hand caught upon the roughed-up wall multiple times, so eventually she pulled her sleeve up and over her hand to avoid getting any more cuts.

Step by step, April made her way through the tunnel, taking extra precautions to not trip over all the rubble littering the tunnels.

It was just like she remembered.

Much to her relief, April didn't encounter anymore strange demonic versions of her brothers. Though the closer to the tunnel exit she got, the louder something became.

Screaming.

Gut wrenching, pained wailing, agony filled screams. Someone was screaming words, no—names, like their life depended on it.

The closer April got, the deeper her frown became, goosebumps traveling up and down her arms, body shivering as everything prickled to high alert. Who was screaming? She couldn’t quite make out who’s voice it was, nor could she make out the names, as they were to raw and visceral to understand this far back in the tunnels. Eventually, April made it to the tunnel exit, halting by the wall, leaning around the corner to peer into the lair.

It looked very similar to how it looked before, during the last time she came through here. When she had gone up and checked out the lab and had seen... Yeah no, she wasn't thinking about that.

The lair was faintly lit by various light sources, all in varying colors. Down towards the kitchen, was a gentle golden glow, and up top was the dim purples of Donnie's lab.

Further in, the screaming was coming from the subway cars, though it was slowly dying down, becoming hushed. Like a child crying themselves to sleep, voice ragged and faint. Ok… yeah that was creepy…

April hesitated, staying put in the entryway, unsure of where to go.

Donnie’s lab was where all the phones, chargers, and guns were at. But Donnie was in there, and April had ZERO desire to repeat what had happened earlier (assuming that had actually happened).

The golden light coming from the kitchen was most likely Mikey, and April might be able to get something to eat there. After all, there had been bowls of soup in Donnie's lab... Which meant that Mikey had been interacting with Donnie. Which meant, he was either fearfully throwing the food in, terrified of facing his brother, OR he was stronger than Donnie. April shuddered at what that could mean, fearful of this potentially crazy strong Mikey. Maybe not a good idea either.

Checking on the screaming seemed like a horrible idea. There was no way someone was just casually screaming names bloody-murder style down in here.

Maybe she could try and run to the bathroom? If it had running water, she could wash herself up and clean her wounds. Maybe even get a drink?... But that also seemed dangerous, because she'd have to run across the lair, and she technically didn't know where either Leo or Raph were at. If they were even alive at all.

Maybe they were just as trapped here, just like her? Maybe they had escaped, and it was just her, Donnie and Mikey? Maybe they were dead...

April resisted the urge to bite her nails, clenching her jaw as she weighed the pros and cons of each choice.

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risetober day nineteen: scary movie

ft @hyperfixated-homo beloveds Slasher Mikey and my favourite slasher movie Scream

[goobersforlife]

ROUND 2 B GOOBER BRACKETS

OYSTFYW!donnie belongs to @onejellyfishplease

Horror! Turtles belong to @hyperfixated-homo

[walking-talking-explosive-device]

sketches for my school project (im creating a horror game, heavy on gore) so far, yes that is a sketch of a rat heart thank you for noticing

[doyouknowthistmntau]

Do you know ROTTMNT Horror AU by @hyperfixated-homo??

Learn more about the AU by clicking here!!

Reminder!! Submissions are still open!! You can use the submission form or the asks!! ^^

Submission Note: My fren shadow and her au deserve all the love in the world she's amazing <3

[jjwhitefox]

ParasiteCrazesAu(RiseOTTMNT Horror Au)

So, Here part 8 of Donnie acting odd after the Krang Indicent. ParasiteCrazesAu.

[Meanwhile with Donnie?]

Donnie?- Sssooo...Huungrrryyy....

Computer- A HACKING ATTEMPT INCOMING

Donnie? - Purrrpllle..Drragooonnssss....Prefect..

[With the Purple Dragons]

Kendra - *phone ding* Oh... It seem that Othello.. wants to meet...Suspious...Well..

Jeremy - But Kendra... This seem..dangerous..

Jason- Yeah I agree..with Jeremy...

Kendra - So What!..Just do what I said ...or else..

Jeremy,Jason - *gulp* Okay /Sure ..Kendra..

Kendra - Good.. Now GO!..

Jeremy, Jason- *run out the door*

[3 hours later in a Dark allyway]

Jeremy - Th.this ..the..place...right, Jase?..

Jason - Yeah...

{A nearby manhole opens}

Jason - Finaly..Why..did.. yo-{There stands Donnie? much taller then them}

Donnie? - Wherrrsss...Keeenndrraaaa?...

Jeremy,Jason - *Trembling in fear* {The Thing that stands in front of them is not Donnie but a 8ft MONSTER}

Donnie? - Oh...Weellll.....{Unhinged jaws and clench down on both boys in seconds}

So,guys I'm back for now and Sorry for the long wait. I was trying piece together how they will capture Donnie? and Drawing out the Stages for ParasiteCrazesAu. I hope guys enjoy and thanks for the notes and follows.

[fearthetallman]

I have been blessed again with another horrible horror au

Donnie loses all his family and tries to keep reminders of them alive on himself (Raph's robot arm, Leo's glove, Mikey's lightning bolt) all while he slowly loses himself

Though this pic is still pretty messy, it's still the most finished thing I have on this. Guess we'll see if this is going to be my new thing or something abandoned two days later haha

[whyamiheretumbled]

sneak peek for @sketchiefoxie, in honour of the newest chapter and 1st death scene(I think?!)

THE GANGS ALL HEREEE

[sheukes]

So uhm I got me phone fixed (finally) heres april as a mummy that I made for Halloween but sadly my phone drowned before I could even post it.

[cupcakeslushie]

I wanted a few more panels done, but I just gotta post this update now, or it’s gonna be another week at least.

Mikey to the rescue!

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[hyperfixated-homo]

Concept art for an AU idea of mine. It's not fully fleshed out, but the basic premise is that each member of the gang has a horror subgenre that they have to live with. I don't really know what that entails yet (if they like, live in alternate dimensions? or have a family curse?) but the concept is stuck in my head.

I had a whole 2k words written about why I chose to give each turtle their genres but tumblr deleted everything. So if you want to know, just send an ask :)

[sketchiefoxie]

Look behind her...

TW: Volume Warning! Scary Imagery! More tw's listed in tags to avoid spoilers

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[hyperfixated-homo]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

HONEY!!!!!!!! I AM LOSING MY MIND!!!!!!!! EEEEEEE

risetober day nineteen: scary movie

ft @hyperfixated-homo beloveds Slasher Mikey and my favourite slasher movie Scream

[kaysdenofchaos]

I am FUCKED UP at the thought of Mouthwashing aus Raph being in Curly's whole situation, thank you

Wdym? Leo fixed everything and Raph’s still alive, obviously he’s fine/j