#tmnt professor honeycutt

[weirdotheweirdness]

Why do I get more nervous posting here than insta? Anyway

I made rise version of professor Honeycutt, he’s giant bc Krang were giant (he has other bodies in others shapes tho I’m not sure if I’ll go with that)

More Colorfull version, others and the design of Honeycutt under the cut

[phoebepheebsphibs]

Double-Mutated Mikey

Chapter 23: Under the Surface

Continued from the short story written by @boots-with-the-fur-club

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Mikey wakes up shaking. He had another nightmare. He tumbles out of the box that he and his brothers share and goes looking for Splinter.

He knows that he's not supposed to wake him. He always says that turtle tots need sleep, and he gets grumpy when he can't get a full night's rest.

But Splinter understands how scary bad dreams are! He will help! Daddy always helps...

The hallways are dark and spooky at night. The water reflects some small semblance of light against the wall and causes moving shadows. Mikey is sure that there is a monster following close behind him and it's getting closer --

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"Stop struggling, you little monster!"

Mikey screams as he fights against the evil human that is trying to push him into the cage.

He doesn't want to be in the cage anymore! It's too cold! The cold hurts!!

The guards take out a long metal stick and smack the back of his legs, shoving his shell, hitting Mikey's arms.

Whack, thwack, smack!

Mikey is battered and eventually gives in, tumbling into the cage after one hit in particular got the back of his head and caused him to start seeing stars...

The guard huffs, it must've taken a lot of effort to get him in...

Good.

The guard is mad. He sticks the metal rod in through the bars and presses a button.

Mikey gets zapped in the arm, sparks flying across his body.

"That's for causing me more work! Next time, do as you're told!"

Mikey screams in pain --

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-- Mikey screams in fear as he runs away from the monster chasing him.

"Go 'way, bad monstew! Leaf me 'lone, leaf me 'lone!"

Mikey runs until he trips and skids across the floor. The concrete bricks he just ate create scratches across his face, and he sobs loudly.

"I WANT MY DADDY!!!"

Mikey curls into a ball, waiting for the monster to eat him --

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-- Mikey is curled up in a ball, waiting for the monsters to come and get him.

The monsters usually come around now... there is light peeking through the windows, casting shadows that drape across the room in front of him.

Morning.

One of the monsters comes and opens the cage.

"Ah, good morning, Mikey," they say, reaching in and grabbing him by the arm. "It's time for your exercises now..."

A metal collar is attached to his neck, and Mikey is dragged away. He struggles against them --

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-- Mikey struggles against the monster that his holding his arms down. He is sobbing and crying and weeping, he has never been this scared in his entire life...

"Mikey! Woah, Mikey! It's just me, it's just Leo!!"

Mikey's eyes pop open.

"Weo?" he whimpers, wiping the tears and snot from his face.

"Yeah, it's me! Are you okay?" the big brother asks.

Mikey throws himself onto his big brother and sobs.

"I-I-I THOUGHT YOU WEWE A MONSTEWWW!!!" he shrieks, gripping him tightly and smushing his face deeper and deeper into Leo's jammies.

"You had 'nother nightmare, huh?" Leo asks, patting his back and rubbing his shell.

Mikey nods, sobbing.

"It's okay, Angie. I heard you get up from bed..."

"D-d-dind't mean to wake y-you..." he sniffles.

"S'kay. I don't mind. Come on, let's get back to bed and --"

"B-but I hasta tell Daddy about my dream," Mikey argues. "Or else it will come back!"

"Howabout you tell ME your dream, huh?" Leo offers.

"Will dat work?" Mikey wonders, looking up with wet and sparkling eyes at his braver big brother.

"I don't see why not," Leo says with a smile. "I can help protect you, too..."

Leo reaches down and picks him up, taking him back to bed --

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-- Mikey is dragged into the Interaction room again. He struggles against the collar and chain, but apart from that he has learned not to fight them. The guards take him into the entrance...

Hang on, what is this? The room is different now! There's a large, thick glass wall separating him from the other half of the room. In the center of the room is an enormous, odd-looking machine made of sleek ebony metal. There is an oversized headset connected to it, and a chair so big it almost resembles a throne. Sitting in the throne is a man -- it's Dr. Chaplin, what is he doing in here?

"Begin the A.L.P.H.A. procedure," he commands to an unseen associate.

The helmet lowers onto Dr. Chaplin's head, bright lights emit from the giant thing over him, and --

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Mikey screams himself awake. He bolts upright, knocking himself out of the hammock. His infrared vision blurs, he stares in every direction. He doesn't know where he is.

He's scared... he's so scared...

Mikey scans the room. Mikey breathes heavily, his chest heaving as he tries to calm himself down. He's... he's not sure... where he is... It's too dark, his vision can only see shapes and temperatures, no discernible details. He stays on alert.

Something runs into the room --

Intruder! Attacker! Danger!

Mikey growls, crouching low as a warning against the intruder. They hold their hands up, and walk closer. They say something, but... he can't hear them over the ringing in his ears and the deep rumbling in his throat. Mikey's tail erupts into spines and spikes.

Don't come any closer.

The intruder doesn't take the hint.

Mikey lunges at the intruder, knocking them down onto the floor as he roars at them. With one hand, he claws at their throat, holding it tight and squeezing. The figure chokes underneath him, legs kicking. Mikey keeps one foot firmly on their chest, anchoring them to the ground. His spiky tail wraps around one of the legs, holding it steady to keep them from kicking anymore.

The intruder gasps for breath as they try to pry Mikey's hand away from their throat. He squeezes tighter. His talons break the skin. He hears them wheeze in pain.

He hears them make feeble pleas, as if they weren't just about to attack him or take him away and hurt him again.

No one will ever hurt him again.

Kill them, Instinct whispers.

Mikey pulls back his freehand, extending his claws, ready to strike.

"...m-mikey.... please...."

...What?

"...m-i... mikey... don't d-do this.... th-this is-sn't you...."

Who... who is...

Mikey's claws relax around the throat. They can breathe a bit better, he hears them inhale deeply.

For whatever reason, they voluntarily let go of Mikey, relaxing their entire body. It feels familiar... this resignation, this acceptance of fate, the idea of a manic creature trying to choke you out... and Mikey hates it without understanding it.

"Mikey... please... It's me, it's your Leo! Remember Leo? You're safe, I promise you -- n-nothing is gonna... no one is going to h-hurt you..."

...Leo?

Oh god, Leo!

"Mikey.... please let go --"

Mikey scrambles off of Leo as quickly as he can. Leo coughs and hacks as he sits up onto his knees and doubles over, gasping for air and clutching his throat...

Leo snaps the lights on.

Mikey stares in horror at him.

Leo's leg is torn up and bloody from where his tail spikes cut into him.

There are bruises already forming all across his neck.

There's a soft trickle of blood staining his fingers... tiny gashes from Mikey's claws ripped his throat...

Leo looks up at him, his eyes watering from --

No, he's just crying. Leo is crying.

Mikey... Mikey almost...

"...M...Mike...?" Leo wheezes, seeing the terrified expression on his face. "Y-you ok-k-ay?"

Mikey did bad.

"Mikey, I-I'm fine --" his speech is interrupted by desperate coughs.

You're a monster.

"Mikey?"

"I-I..." he whimpers, backing away as Leo crawls closer. "I... I..... I didn't... I didn't mean to..."

Mikey's eyes sting from tears. His arms shake. His tail curls around him like a barricade.

...I'm a monster.

Mikey runs out of the room, Leo shouting for him as he disappears.

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-- Mikey wakes up.

Ugh.... what.... what happened...?

The glass wall is now raised. Mikey is laying on the floor at Dr. Chaplin's feet. He has no memory of how he got there...

There is blood on the walls and floor behind him. It doesn't smell like Mikey's blood... he must've hurt something again. Mikey is getting awfully numb to the constant occurrence of waking up to the realization that he may have taken a life. It still hurts, but... it leaves him with a static buzz in his head rather than an earthquake in his heart. He's not sure what that means.

He hurts, too. His ribs and face ache, there are bruises all over his body.

Mikey hasn't ever felt this exhausted before when Instinct takes over.

This wasn't me, Instinct says.

...Wait, what?

"The machine works to perfection," Dr. Chaplin says, pulling his sleeves down as he looms over Mikey. His knuckles look worn and a little bloody. "Well done, Mikey. You did very good."

Mikey... do... good...?

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[side-shuffling-hyperfixations]

This is how my midnight brain entertains itself, apparently

[crayonnthief]

Donnie building his first robot! :D

(That may or may not look very similar to fugitoid 👀)

[iscdisc]

The other half of my Whiteboard doodles revolved around my 2012 + Adventure Time crossover !

I finally doodled Fugitoid (AKA Professor Honeycutt) as Ice King / Simon and Casey as his Marceline- 😭🫶

Also I have this whole narrative for it in my head that I just haven't drawn, but I love the concept of Leo (Who would be in Peppermint Butler's role in this AU-) taking over the Candy Kingdom instead of the "King of Ooo" (Who honestly doesn't really exist in my crossover-). It makes sense given Donnie practically is held up in his Lab 7 days out of the week / the most he interacts with his candy citizens is when he creates them,, Leo looks after the candy people and tends to their needs way more often than Donnie- Besides, Leo basically wanted to run things from the start. He let Donnie have the title of "Princess" but Leo was the one truly running the Kingdom, you know? 👀

[fabuloustrash05]

“You’re so funny!” TMNT 2012 Meme PART 2

PART 1 HERE

[gy0zaaa]

[shantechni]

Ayo y'all trippin, S4's space arc goes hard, look at these dorks doing their thing

[felyas-stuff]

mine and @unscapedgoat tmnt 2012 space arc rewrite designs i’ve been hoarding up in my gallery for months (the turtles were finished today though)

next au post will be about honeycutt specifically

[joyfuladorable]

To Fit the Crime by T33la/@punctuated-equilibrium --- "You won’t do your brother any good by resorting to your barbarous Terran habits. You see, Michelangelo’s sentence has already been carried out.”

Truly an 03 Mikey-centric murder mystery fic worth screaming about on the rooftop! PLEASE give it a read before you look at the other art to avoid spoiling the twists & turns!

>>Epilogue Art + Extras<<

[imagionationstation]

Who Gave Him A License To Kill

Some Fugitoids spend hours trying to off themselves and others make themselves into weapons of instant death. AND HE LOOKS SO INNOCENT WHILE DOING SO THAT IT BARELY PASSES MY RADAR

The variety in these different universes of TMNT is GREAT

[bliz-lol]

Comfort 😌...

[dustbunsinspace]

🔵 Once in a Blue Moon au 🔵; Notes on Nano armour and Profesor Honeycutt (more notes from Twitter under the cut and some bonus Leochi ☺️)

[peachzffs]

If fugitoid has no fans pls tell my mum I love her BC I am dead

[iscdisc]

Space Arc doodles even though I quite literally loathe drawing their astro suits / gear- 🙂👍 Lmao

April and Raph do not bring out the pacifist in Fugitoid- 😔 || Also I think 2012 Y'gthba ("Mona Lisa") and Leo are an underrated friendship honestly- They could've been really cool imo ! ✨

(This is technically 2012 Raphril honestly, anytime I draw them in the same space it's basically Raphril content- /hj ❤️💛)

[joygression]

i want every single person to know this is all i've been thinking about for forever. someone should get in on this. THAT SOMEONE IS ME

i'm calling this ship brainborg