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to ashes, development

Clint Barton x F!Reader

To Ashes, Chapter Thirty-Five

Chapter Summary: a development on a mission means it's time to move on.

Warnings: angst, fluff, canon-typical violence.

Word Count: 2,313

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Days Since the Decimation: Three Years, Eighty-Five Days

“Holy shit, you got any idea how fuckin’ hard I am right now?”

You wrinkled your nose. “Oh, gross.”

Clint frowned.

“What? It’s seedy as hell,” you waved a hand. “You take me to the worst places.”

You swore, you could actually see him roll his eyes from the other side of the building. “Not exactly poetic, are they?”

The two of you were on top of an old disused warehouse in Harringay, listening with distaste as the men inside discussed their, ugh, merchandise. What was it with men and guns?

The weapons ring you’d fought in Holland Park was still at large, and Clint had spent the last two weeks tracking them down again. Honestly it was a testament to them that it had taken him this long, even without his old SHIELD connections. Whoever they were, they weren’t street level thugs.

…It made you feel the tiniest bit better about them getting the better of you in the park.

Clint had scrubbed through the local police files for any clues as to where they were setting up house. Between that and his own reconnaissance, he’d managed to track one of their prominent dealers to right under your feet.

“You still clear on the plan?”

Nodding, you unhooked the safety hood of your holster. “Yeah. Yeah, I got it.”

“Y/N…”

You looked up with a raised brow, fixing him with a pointed look. “Are you really about to lecture me about not taking revenge?”

Clint met your eye with an almost exasperated expression. “Point taken.”

“You ready for this?”

“That’s my line.”

“I’ll take that as a ‘yes’.” you smirked, stretching out a kink in your neck. “Let’s go to work.”

***

You were really getting tired of these guys.

That’s the only thought that came to you as you rolled behind the crates to your left, gun still in your hand. You came to a kneel, your back meeting the wood with a dull thump. They were too prepared, to ready for the two of you.

This wasn’t supposed to end in a shootout. This was supposed to be a quick job, and yet… how did they know about the two of you? They’d mentioned a boss in the park, someone who had guessed you’d been Clint’s back up, but still… they knew you were coming. Not well enough to lay a proper trap, to ambush you before you got inside, but well enough to be ready.

You ducked lower with a curse as wood shattered above you, large splinters raining down on top of you. Thankful for the hood that kept them out of your hair, you exhaled and turned to fire two shots back around the corner. One shot went wide, but you smiled grimly as the second bullet buried itself in a man’s shoulder. He cursed in a heavy Eastern European accent as you ducked back behind the crate.

“Did you have a plan B for tonight, or are we winging this?” you said into your comms. You heard a cry go up among those shooting at you, followed by shouts of confusion and a few wild shots. You winced despite yourself for a second, waiting for a response in your ear to assure you that they’d missed.

“I’m working on one,” Clint replied gruffly, and you released a small, relieved breath despite your faith in him.

“So… winging it, it is then,” you sighed wearily, setting a new magazine into your handgun and adjusting your hold on the grip. “You know, I kinda hate being the one to draw their fire.”

“I’ll make note of it for next time,” he replied dryly, and another gurgling cry went up among the men between the two of you as Clint shot back out of the shadows long enough to take one of them down. He sliced up two – the one you’d wounded and the man closest to him. “Don’t do anything stupid, alright? We’ve got this under control.”

“Do we?”

“You doubt me?”

“I—”

“Fuck this!” shouted one of them – a burly brunette with a greying beard and tattoos scattered over his biceps. “Get one of the pushka out here and end this!”

“Clint—” you said warningly, stealing a glance over the crates.

“Don’t panic,” he warned, and you swore you caught the glimpse of silver in a brief shift of the light to let you know exactly where he was. “You’re not their biggest problem right now.”

“Clint—”

A deafening blast sounded and you fell forward, hands flying automatically to your ears. The crate to your left exploded – as did the wall in front of you, burst apart in a wave of electric blue energy.

“Holy—”

“Y/N!”

“I’m fine, just—”

“Forget the bitch! Get the Ronin!”

You scrambled away from where you’d hidden, throwing yourself behind an old forklift. Too late, you realized you’d left your gun behind, having dropped it when your hands had flown to your ears. Swearing to yourself, you winced as another blast fired. The building itself groaned as they blew another hole in a wall.

“What the hell is that thing?!”

“Just get outta here, Y/N! I’ll distract—”

“Don’t you fucking dare, Barton!”

“Just go!” he barked back. “Now!”

“Goddamn it!” you growled, standing as you heard the men shout that they’d spotted the Ronin above them. You saw the gun – a bazooka-like cannon – turn upward, point directly at the shadowy figure above. “Stubborn-ass-son-of-a—”

The blaster fired, and you swept your arm upward in the same moment. A shield appeared seconds before the energy wave could hit Clint, knocking him to the side. The energy wave just barely glanced off the shield before blowing a hole in the roof and sending debris collapsing down on the men below.

“What are you—?”

“Take the moment, Clint; you can yell at me later!” you spat back through gritted teeth, sprinting towards the group still shielding themselves from falling bricks and timber. “Get out! I’m right behind you!”

Pulling the knife from the back of your belt, you turned it in your grip and plunged it into the hand of the man closest to the crate they’d pulled the pushka from, ignoring the way he screamed. You released it, instead grabbing the first weapon you could from the crate – thankfully, a much smaller hand-gun style weapon – and kept running. A few men managed to get off a few shots before you were clear, and you winced as you felt a bullet tear through your sleeve to graze your forearm.

Feet pounding too loud on the pavement, you made it quickly to an alleyway across the street, tucking your prize under your injured arm as you grabbed hold of the rung of a fire escape ladder with your other arm and swung yourself upwards. You could hear the building behind you continue to collapse as you climbed the ladder, and you winced as a hand gripped yours as you reached the top.

“Are you insane?”

“Are you?” you shot back breathlessly as Clint pulled you up onto the roof beside him. “What the hell kind of plan was that? You were gonna let them shoot you with that thing?”

“I’m faster than I look, Y/N,” he pointed out sourly. “And now they know—”

“They don’t know shit,” you argued. “There’s no way they could see the difference between that shield and whatever the hell they were shooting at us with.”

“It was still really stupid, Y/N.”

“You’re welcome.”

Clint gave you a look that somehow managed to look grateful and exasperated all at once.

“Oh, and I totally get MVP this mission.”

“Is that a thing?” he replied dryly.

“It is now,” you said proudly, finally managing to catch your breath. Ignoring the pain throbbing in your arm, you held out the gun you’d stolen. “Ta-freakin’-da, Barton.”

***

“Lat—”

“What?”

Clint repeated himself louder, but his voice was still muffled by the wood of the door and the spray of the shower.

“What?”

You heard the shower door open and a few dull sounds before the bathroom door in front of you opened. Water dripped over Clint’s bare torso and soaked his hair, one hand clutching the towel slung around his waist. You watched him hesitate as he met your gaze, watched the adam’s apple in his throat bob. “Latveria.”

“Lat– Latveria?”

“This is starting to feel dangerously like a bit,” Clint said dryly, stepping back into the shower stall. You felt heat rise in your face as he closed the door and the towel was thrown up over the top of it. You stood awkwardly in the doorway for a moment before closing the lid of the toilet and perching on the edge of it. “That’s where the weapons are being made.”

“And they’ve made it all the way out here?” you replied, swallowing as you tried to pointedly avoid staring at the shower. The stall was made of textured, frosted glass, and while it granted Clint modesty, you could still just make out his silhouette against the screen. His hands rose to scrub through his hair, his profile turned just barely away from you.

“They’re global,” Clint told you, raising his voice over the spray. “I heard reports of them turning up in New York back before… Fury had someone else working on it.”

“And we just happened to stumble onto them in a park in London?”

Clint’s hands lingered at the back of his neck. “They’ve been making bigger waves lately. Guess she’s been getting a little cockier since the Decimation wiped out half the authorities that could work their case.”

“‘She’?”

Clint’s hands moved down his chest to his stomach, and you lowered your gaze to the floor, face burning. Your thighs pressed together despite yourself. You knew your voice had broken slightly as you’d spoken that one word.

“Lucia von Bardas.”

The water shut off, and you straightened slightly, your hands threaded together in your lap. The towel disappeared into the stall. “Should I recognize the name?”

“Only if you’re trying to be familiar with Eastern European politics,” Clint told you, the shower stall opening after a moment. “She’s a pretty big name in Latverian political parties. She’s got interests in most of the big exporters coming out of that place, including Von Doom Industries. There’s been rumors of her dealing in some… less than legal businesses for a while now. Guess now we’ve actually got some proof.”

Clint stepped out; the towel tucked securely around his waist once more. He seemed to be avoiding your eye, wiping down the foggy mirror with his palm.

“And?”

“And what?”

“We’re going to take her out, right?”

You stood up, and Clint met your eye in the mirror. He sighed.

“That expression tells me you’ve already decided on the answer for us.”

***

“I’m starting to miss Stark’s money.” Clint sighed, settling back into the seat beside you.

“You’re the one who books these oh-so-deluxe travel arrangements,” you pointed out, attempting to find a comfortable position against the firm back of the bus seat. “You’d think with your super-ninja-spy-magic you’d be able to get us a fancier ride.”

“I’m not a ninja,” he told you patiently. “Or magic.”

“You’re a little magic.”

Clint shook his head with a smile; you were sure there was faint color on his cheeks as he dropped his head back against the headrest.

“So, how long exactly is this ride?”

He answered with his eyes closed. “…About two days.”

“Two days?!” you repeated, when you saw his smile grow slightly, you scowled. “I kinda hate you, you know.”

“I thought I was magic.”

“Magic and despised.”

He chuckled; eyes still closed. The bus pulled away from the curb, surprisingly empty. The sky outside was already dark, and the glow of the streetlights passed over the archer’s face. “We’re less likely to be recognized on the bus.”

“Curse you and your logic.”

Clint didn’t reply, and the two of you sat in silence for twenty minutes before you spoke again.

“It’s a little annoying how easily you can fall asleep.”

He smirked; eyes still stubbornly closed. “I’m not asleep.”

“…How about now?”

“Were you always this annoying on road trips?” he teased.

You laughed, closing your eyes too. “Oh, please. You’d be so bored without me.”

***

You opened your eyes slowly, blinking away the sleep still lingering. You hadn’t even realized you’d fallen asleep, but the wide expanse of road ahead of the bus told you you’d left the city a long time again, as did the faint pink glow tainting the deep purple of the night sky. You shifted, brow furrowing as you felt the warmth pressed up against your side and the rough fabric against your cheek. A comfortable weight rested against the crown of your head, and you frowned against the fuzziness still clinging to your tired mind.

Your eyes finally cleared to settle on the color of Clint’s jacket, and you felt his breath fan softly against your hair. You’d fallen asleep, your head falling against his shoulder, and he’d apparently done the same. His cheek was pressed against your hair, his breathing steady and even. A smile touched your lips as you let the sensation of his chest rising and falling lull you back into rest, and you ignored the sensible part of your brain that was trying to remind you that you were supposed to maintaining your distance from him.

Your eyes fell to your lap as your eyelids began to droop, and warmth flared in your cheeks. Your hand was on your thigh, and Clint’s rested beside it, his fingertips settled on the back of your hand. Your skin was warm and tingled under his touch.

Had he… had he been holding your hand?

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pianocat939 · 1 year

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Hope it’s not to late to request ! I’ve been looking / reading way to many separate aus , and I was wondering do you think our turtle due would act different (even as yanderes ) if their were raised by Draxum instead of splinter ? Bonus imagine if their fallen or grown attached to a human ? Since their whole purpose was to destroy humanity ? Sorry I’m rambling 🤣🀄️

(His face lmao)

You've come to the right place! I love writing/discussing any type of theory, so if you need to ramble we can ramble together~

I made this a romantic one so it's even more controversial, but the first part is nothing but a theory on Draxy and his psychotic children.

Tw: murder, and in the crazy part kidnapping, brainwashing, forced mutation

Turtles if they were Raised by Baron Draxum

So, Lou Jitsu escapes without the turtles, and Draxum rescues them instead.

His goal is to use them to destroy humanity, but they're babies. He realizes that he has to wait for them to grow up a little before he can even start to train them (he tried but babies can understand only so much at a young age).

He involuntarily becomes a father and now has 4 sons. He does all the necessities but he is not keen on the emotional part of raising children. One of the reasons is how socially awkward this mf is. He might play with them a little but is cringing the entire time.

Once they're a little older than toddlers, he'll start training them, showing them the basics of martial arts and weaponry. Eventually, he notices that Donnie has an interest in science so he gradually develops his interest into a passion. He sees a lot of himself in our purple boy so he's much closer to him than his brothers.

By their pre-teens, he's introducing them to their mystic weapons and lets Donnie tinker with his (Draxum would never admit but he actually loves bby so much). When he does so, Raph gets some attention now because he shows up to training on time and is very skilled in the arts. Which turns into him teaching Raphie more advanced things than the other brothers.

As they turn into their teen stage, he's actually attached to all 4 boys. He's not as expressive in words but maybe through actions. He challenges Leo's jokes and psychological skills, as he has a hard mind barrier himself. Will place expensive art supplies in Mikey's room and lies that it was one of the servants who left them there.

He may be a villain, but we all know he's not heartless. He's just a nerdy dude who has horrible social anxiety.

Throughout their entire childhood, he tells them stories about humans and how bad they are, which engraves into their heads that all humans are bad. He gives details that they will tear up all yokai and those alike, scaring them in the process.

So as expected, they hate humans.

Finally, Draxum lets them go out and do their first killings of humans. Not without packed lunches with a note that says "From Father" with a horrible drawing of him on the side though (his gargoyles drew it). As the four roam the city, they take note that some aspects of the human world are nice, but the vermin that rule it are disgusting.

Then well, the murder happens.

They don't do it all at once, but rather a gradual increase as the days go by. They bring home the bodies to their "Papa", eager for praise.

Draxum will be unsatisfied but knows to wipe out the human race. it's the better method. He gives head pats and maybe a sticker or two (Mikey and Raph love them).

Ok, now the controversial romance.

But then one day the turtles meet a human while they were messing with things at Albertoland.

At first, it's aggression but slowly turns into indifferent behaviour. They realize the human isn't so bad and is an exception to all the other ones out there.

Coincidentally, the group meets them again, and something happened in their hearts.

Not crazy:

✦Raph✦

Is conflicted.

All his life he's been told humans are monsters who mercilessly murder yokai and similar species. So when a human is kind to him he wants to run away.

As you become closer friends, a crush starts to develop but the feeling of escaping grows stronger.

So he does the unimaginable and tells his papa about the troubles he's facing.

Draxum, who is flabbergasted, immediately assumes the worst.

"Raphael, do you not see the problems that could arise? What if you end up being hurt by them?!"

"But Papa, they haven't even tried to hurt me! They took me to a shop to go buy plushies and ordered human pizza for me!"

Draxum dearly loves his son but loving a human? He didn't raise his son to do such a thing!

After a tense relationship for a while, Draxum asks Raph to bring you over to the palace/lair for judging.

When you enter, it's silent, and all the brothers stand beside their father, eyes staring in curiosity. Mikey doesn't mind it all, as he always believes you shouldn't judge someone based off of stereotypes. Leo is indifferent, just being his gay little self. Donnie, however, is offended, betrayed even. Compared to the other bros, he's always stuck to Draxum's views and never doubts him at all, so seeing his eldest brother in love with a beast like you is horrifying to him.

After a long discussion and an awkward family dinner, they accept you. Draxum is cold at times but doesn't treat you ill (Donnie still complains to him at times. A son must rant to his father in times of need).

You get a happy big boy who gives you many hugs and kisses. Could be considered a helicopter with how fast his tail wags.

✦Leo✦

Honestly does not give a fuck.

Sure, other humans are bad, but you aren't. So, he's gonna live his life how he wants. He knows your kindness is genuine, as he can detect any lies or deceiving tricks from all the training he's gone through.

Asks you out to go to the Hidden City (reminder that only Baron thought humans are bad, not the other yokai). Shows you his favorite shops and ends up running into Draxum...Who is certainly not pleased.

"Oh. Hey Dad! Just um, on a date and buying a few things!"

"Leonidas. What are you doing with a human?"

You're immediately teleported to the fortress and tied up by purple vines. Meanwhile, Leo's getting a heavy scolding from his father.

The other three turtles walk in and it's just chaos from there.

Mikey will try to poke you, wanting to satiate his curiosity. Raph is telling him to stop while holding back a feral Donnie (he's extremely loyal to Draxum it's almost concerning)

Soon Leo gets pissy and argues with Draxum until the yokai realizes there's no point in arguing as it will only drain his energy.

You guys are just jumping for joy, along with Mikey.

✦Donnie✦

Hates his feelings.

He hates that he's in love with you, he hates that you're so kind, and he hates how fuzzy and warm you make him feel.

We know how when he's with Splinter he's not as close with him as the other brothers are, most likely because Splinter isn't too interested in his passions. But in this AU, Donnie is super attached to Draxum because ever since he was young his parent has expanded his love for science and understands his love for the subject.

So anything in the way of his father's and even his views is a threat. He admits he has feelings, but you are a human, you can't be with him.

Leo, Raph, and especially Mikey have to convince him to take the chance. It's difficult though because again, Donnie loves his father dearly.

If they manage to convince him, then the first thing he does is tell Draxum. He will not betray him any further and come out clean right away!

"Father...I harbour romantic feelings for a human."

"...What?"

Draxum is surprised more than anything, as Donnie has always completely believed the same things he has. He knows he wouldn't do such a foolish thing without some justification so he sits and listens to him.

Donnie doesn't confess without coming prepared. He presents videos, data from lie detectors, and even records of your background.

Draxum believes him and doesn't say much. He loves his little scientist.

(Honestly though, I think Donnie's daddy issues would be so much better if he had Draxum as his dad rather than Splinter)

✦Mikey✦

Treats it like it's the most normal thing ever.

Tells his brothers and Draxum. Leaves and goes straight to you.

No one can stop him, he pays no mind to anything.

"Son, why are you in a relationship with a being that brings harm to our kind?"

"Cuz' I love them and they're so nice~"

He travels with you in the human world, amazed at everything.

Invites you to family dinners without even taking note that his brother and father absolutely resent you.

Over time they treat you like family since there's nothing else they can do.

Draxum gets annoyed often but just huffs and goes back to his experimenting (he's dragging Donnie with him as the boy literally does not want any humans in his home).

Randomly pops to your house with yokai pizza and yokai food in general.

Holy shit this post is long.

Crazy:

✦Raph✦

Gets clingier as times go by and when he can't stand it anymore he kidnaps you.

It's not just some room either, it's a whole ass house in Draxum's lair.

Cuddles you while knowing very well he's killing other humans outside your encasement.

If his family finds out he's going to say he's curious of your kind and is observing how you live (which is a lie).

You become one of his plushies in a sense.

✦Leo✦

Manipulates you into thinking the human world is horrible while glorifying the yokai world.

Might even convince Draxum that you could be used as a weapon so that he can keep you all to himself.

If you even speak about your life in the human world he's going to say how you don't need to go back on those memories.

You're basically brainwashed into believing that humanity has betrayed you and that you should stay where you are loved: with him right in his arms.

✦Donnie✦

Does not hesitate to try and turn you into a mutant. Then does he introduce you to his family.

Will give you a harsh glare if you speak of your past life with humanity. They are vermins, you are not to speak of them.

If you keep it up he might be inclined to force memory loss.

Probably the most unhinged and coldest of the four.

After he successfully mutates you, he might even introduce the idea of mutating all of humanity instead of wiping the entire race out.

✦Mikey✦

Starts to preach about you to other yokai, and his family, wanting to change their views for you at least.

Doesn't stop following Draxum's orders to murder humanity.

With each body that drops, there is a heart or note left behind.

Doesn't deprive you of human culture at all. Maybe even tries to popularize it.

Will be flooded with bloodlust if you reference someone else that isn't him (in a loving way I mean).

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Um...

That was really long.

BUT I LOVED WRITING IT AHHH

I JUST LOVE THEORIES SO MUCH

Ok I'll go to bed now.

- Celina

#rottmnt #tmnt #yandere #yandere x reader #baron draxum #rottmnt au #raph #leo #donnie #mikey #tmnt x reader #rottmnt x reader #yandere rottmnt #yandere tmnt #rise of the tmnt #tmnt2018 #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles

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exhaustedwriterartist · 1 month

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Ok, so instead of drawing some turtles right now (as I appear to have burned what drawing inspiration I had atm), I will share some more slightly cryptid tibits about Our Other Halves. It is a little spoilerly, however, I would really like to share some stuff (so somethings are worded in such a way, but it may be easy to figure it out):

1. The teapot. Wonder what happens with that teapot and when? Oh that teapot is going to be a major pain in the shell for the twins. Someone wants it, and their henchmen are out and about much earlier as I mentioned.

2. As I mentioned earlier as well, the Purple Dragons are much more important, and know how to manipulate a certain someone and hurt others' trust in that someone. There will be multiple arcs with the PDs but the first will lead to a major turning point in the story.

3. Raph fights more in the battle nexus than Mikey, however, when he does, they team up... And they are dangerous.

4. Draxum is one of the Sunset Duos' least favorite people. Spider Gothel isn't much better, but at least she acted like she cared when Mikey was forced to attempt something (at least she did before she used that against him). Draxum is seriously selfish and evil in this au, and nearly succeeded in his one of his most selfish plans via Mikey's attempted [REDACTED]. However, Raph would stop Mikey as the lil guy was getting seriously hurt. Yeah Raph really doesn't like Draxum, and Mikey terrified of him.

5. Because of the horrific time he went through in attempting to make the [REDACTED] for Draxum, Mikey had a hard time accepting his new found hair. He did eventually learn to tolerate, as his mother adored the hair, however it wasn't until he was reunited with Splinter that he learned to actually love his hair.

6. When the story eventually gets to the movie, it's going to look somewhat different. Leo is made leader, but because Don was leader throughout the majority of the story, he still acts the most responsible... This leads to something. Mikey will handle not handle the information Casey tells about how he arrived very well. It's going to take something earth shattering to open a portal again... Wonder what that could be.

7. Raph. Sweet Raph. Making this au had made me realize how much I love Rise! Raph. It is so sad what he has to deal with in the au though. He doesn't just hate Draxum for what he did to his brother after all.

8. It astounds me that Spider Gothel would let the boys go back to Draxum for training after the horrific ordeal, but she is selfish too. She won't be the first to break a deal, nor will she see her boys' potential wasted.

9. I have a feeling that the Sunset Duo are curious about the surface... But they are never to go anywhere unless they are explicitly told to go somewhere by their mama.

10. Splinter is somewhat distant still, as he does have to deal with things, however, he is paranoid about where the twins are all the time after [REDACTED].

11. After some thought, I have concluded that everyone in this au needs a hug. Except for Draxum and Spider Gothel. They can deal without one.

@bowandbrush may I offer you some more lore?

Feel free to ask questions. :]

#exhausted's half awake jumbles #our other halves #rottmnt #have some lore.

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kawaii-butt-crust-core · 7 months

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Rise of the TMNT headcanons because I feel uhhhsodk emotions or something

Warnings: anxiety , gore mention, trauma/PTSD mentions, kidnapping, yelling mentions, claustrophobia mention, if I missed any please lmk ‼️‼️

Donatello ( my favorite hands fucking down )

LOVES "it's always sunny in Philadelphia" and relates to Dennis wayyy too much

( also made a joke about how splinter is frank and he was actually cool with it )

Likes those HYPERBOP and songs like that

At 5am and raph is waking up for the day and he finds Donnie in his room fully awake

"Ive been up for 3 days everything is haunted everybody's evi-"

He also likes twentyone pilots

House of gold, taking my time on my ride, and car radio are his favorites

Actually hates monster ( like the drink ) but he has a can in his room from 2020 that he just poured out for decoration

( honestly I can't even really hate on it I think 2020 just ruined it LMAO )

Has no blankets. Sleeps with a single sheet and a unwashed unsheeted pillow.

Is one of those people that people mistake for way older

Yokai thinks he's at least 18-20 and get so freaked out finding out he's actually just 14

( he loves the attention )

He actually likes HOMESTUCK 😭

( this is based on my friend who likes Homestuck and they remind me of Donatello to some degree )

Has a fan that hasn't had a break since 2016

Maybe longer

Has seasonal depression

He likes to be with April or doing something during the winter because of it to distract himself

April and raph are good with helping him

Leo knows but he knows to just stay out of his way and leave him the fuck alone

And Mikey hasn't really been told because Donnie feels like he's burdening people with his problems ( he didn't even want Leo to know but he just caught on )

He even feels guilty for dragging April and raph into it

Him and Mikey LOVE LOVE LOVED spiderverse

( Donnie got the movie illegally before it even came out )

This mother fucker definitely fell to his knees for spider punk im so sorry

This same mother fucker also probably loved Danganronpa...

He doesn't really like southpark but some episodes get to him

LOVES GHOSTFACE

TO ANOTHER LEVEL

NO ONE CAN LOVE GHOSTFACE AS MUCH AS HIM

Actually probably has purple injected into his veins

"yeah my veins bruise in the blink of an eye and I can't move my body sometimes but so what? It was worth it??"

hates on dream so hard....

DONT HUG ME IM SCARED AKWNWJJF

ALL OF THE BOYS WATCHED IT ( maybe not raph tho actually )

He actually made discord ( idk if I'm even joking or not )

Would this be a good time to add a picture of what I think human Donnie would look like?

Uhhh yeah

Yeah I think so

Ok next

Leonardooooooooo

Just fyi this shit is gonna be so angsty

It will dip I promise

He can't get enough of those "drake the type" memes

But also low-key he is drake

Has a hello kitty clock in his room that actually works for him

He was that annoying ass kid who would say "I can scream like a girl" and then scream to the top of their fucking lungs

The ADHD was tooo muuchhh

So he just basically climbs walls who cares

He's on the ceiling? What's new.

Ok so spieerpunk had don to his knees but Leo was all for Miguel

" NOOOO MY SPIDER PAPIIIII- " *splinter right fucking there*

Daddy issues just crawling out of all of their skin ANYWAYS

Can't draw for shit but loves art

The way he words things makes him sound like a complete gaslighter but he's just stupid

"?? I don't gaslight?? HUH no seriously what did I do?"

The Mario movie possessed him for a while tbh

DIP!

even hours after him returning from the prison realm he was dissociating so bad he was crying to feel something

Just a few weeks later, he isn't better yet by any means he's just ok enough to function

Someone dropped a plate or something ( I probably need to rewatch the scene before I make headcanons for it LMAO ) or dropped a pot, something loud

And he practically went down with it

He fell to the floor and stayed there for a bit

He didn't cry or say anything

Then Mikey tapped his shoulder and he fucking SNAPPED

He will never forgive himself

🫶🏼

The CRUCIAL NIGHTMARESS

*rubs my hands in evilness*

He could feel the same AIR as the prison realm at times

He smelt the same scent

Raph, draxum, and Casey had to sleep in the same room for a while so they would hear him

But sometimes he didn't loudly jerk himself awake

Sometimes it played through and he woke up and didn't make a peep

Sometimes they knew and sometimes they didn't

Most of the time one of them would just wake up because of instinct and see him just frozen

Can't handle gore now

He used to but can't anymore

It reminds him of 1

The kraang

And 2

Seeing his brothers eye all fucked up like that was too much

There were times he didn't even know who he was anymore

He was scared to leave his room for a while and felt such bad guilt for it

While they're out on a mission and Leo's just curled up in his room blowing up raphs phone

Raph wishes he could say something like "oh how the tables have turned" but this isn't what he wanted at all

Uhh ok sudden switch up

HE LOVES BO BURNHAMMMM

Him and Don and Mikey listen to Will Wood

SHAYFER JAMES TOO

JUST THOSE TYPES OF ARTIST

Mixed with late 90s to early 2000s

"erm.... what da flip ;-; NO STFU IM JUST KIDDING STOP BULLYING ME ITS A JOKE-"

Him if he was a hummmaannn

+ maybe some scars on his back

Raphael

Blind in his one eye and low-key has bad eyesight in his other one

He can still see decently but it's pretty much fucked

He likes squishmellows but he knows Mikey LOVES them so if he buys/ finds one, he'll give it to Mikey

He's more of a "childhood stuff animal nostalgia" anyways

Doesn't like to cuss but if he's REALLY scared, he'll let a loud and quick "FUCK -" slip out of his mouth

Or if he's angry hell mumble "this bitch-" or something like that

He feels like he's not doing enough as a brother but genuinely forgets that he needs to take care of himself

Not physically but more so emotionally

He beats himself up when making a mistake even if it was out of kindness

He doesn't think things all the way through and just immediately jumps to "I wanna help people!"

And ends up making a bigger mess so he feels like a bad person

( people have reassured him he's not but he plays back how people get mad at him when he messes up and he doesn't know how to forgive himself if someone got THAT mad at him )

He sometimes just gets this burst of love and just hugs one of his siblings or friends

I think he doesn't develop feelings easily ( infact it's kinda hard for him to, not in a bad way )but one time there was a yokai, about his size, and they really enjoyed each other

He didn't tell anyone but he got her number and they still talk and he might have small feelings for her

The reason he hates being alone because it's a PTSD thing ( that only got worse after the kraang thing )

( he was alone and in danger for most of the movie, the only reason he wasn't freaking out because he knew if he did he was fucked )

And he got possessed before he could even lose his shit

But basically I think he got kidnapped by a hunter and held him captive ( either chained, or in a cage ) for 2 days before splinter found him

( yes they searched for him for 2 days )

The hunter would shoot his gun next to the cage ( or restraints ) he was in to purposely mess with him

And if he cried he would get in his face and start yelling until raph forced himself to stop crying because of fear

It was traumatic

Splinter has his own trauma from losing his fucking kid for 2 days, but it still fucks with raph badly

He still remembers it so vividly that it feels like it had only happened a week ago

So add that in top of the kraang doing what they did to him.....

He was only holding it together for Leo tbh

He can't go to certain areas or he'll start to hear the hunter yelling in his face again, like a hallucination

It's gotten a little bit better over time but the kraang set him so far back

He was also already claustrophobic, but if anyone tries to hold him down now he just immediately throws them off

And hard

Anything that really reminds him too much of the past he just starts freaking out

So he doesn't like to be alone :)

I could do a separate post for this maybe

But moving on

Any early 2000s song from anyone or any 2000 themed song is his SHIT

They did a karaoke night and he did Brittany spears ( yes I know that's like late 90s but yk THAT CATEGORY )

He put on a blonde wig tho and was actually kinda feeling it at some point

He LOVES walking around at night

Just strolling

He loves food. He eats everything

There is nothing he won't eat

He just loves everything

I forgot his scar sadly but here 😔‼️💔

( the nose piercing is fake he's too scared to get one HELP )

Mikey:

This lil shit STEALS

HE USES HIS INNOCENCE TO HIS ADVANTAGE

And I sleeps fine at night with all of it in his room.

ADVENTURE TIMEEE

he loves cartoons

Adult cartoons, children cartoons

If it's animated he wants it injected into his spinal fluid

His music taste is everything

But he really likes indie / indie rock songs

Has all of his art and drawings hung up on his walls

There's maybe one or.two posters he actually bought the rest is his art

Loves spiderverse but he couldn't even enjoy it because he kept looking at Leo crazy with this out of pocket comments

"I wanna pick him up like a baby lion and wash him and feed him milk and release him back into the wild"

"*deadpan* Leo. What the actual hell."

Draxums favorite. Only Mikey knows he's his favorite. If anyone asks drax who his favorite is he says he hates everyone equally and looks over at Mikey

Speaking of drax I think they're vent buddies

Drax vents to him Mikey vents to drax

Drax was very helpful with all of them during the time they were all fucked up from kraang

He even got them into therapy but I'm gonna make a draxum section because I love him ( I lied he's my favorite character, then Donnie)

( God I love drax and Mikey so much let me go on a rant rq )

Apart of draxs training he could definitely pass as a licensed therapist

So if really anyone has some sort of mental thing going on he's there

Even for Leo ( even tho Leo didn't really want his help, that quickly changed tho, again I'll just put this in his section✨ )

But Mikey has these really bad panic attacks that even his brothers don't know about

Only splinter and drax

Splinter is there to comfort him and drax is there to let him talk about it

Mikey doesn't want his brothers to know because he's technically the "therapist" so splinter and drax will never tell anyone

Watched MSA just to make fun of it

Also says cringe shit because he thinks it's funny like Leo

"GYATTTTT....... Y'all know I'm joking right-"

Loves Lilo and stitch

Has an art Instagram with over 1000 followers

LOVES SPICY FOOD

He ate the spiciest chip and then asked for another

Loves spooky month

Fought leo for that damn hello kitty clock

Then stole it

" I'm in your walls :3"

He ate a like 2 handfuls of orbeez when he was 5 before splinter caught him

HUMAN

Draxum:

MY ACTUAL FAVORITE FUCKING CHARACTER AAAAAAAAA

YES I absolutely believe he could qualify as a therapist and he absolutely uses that to his advantage

Leo was still "ish" about draxum but he became a lot more appreciative of him during the times that raph and Casey couldn't be there ( like missions )

He even took time out of work to be there

If he called? He's already almost there

He absolutely a mom IDC he even has the messy mom bun

Mikey calls him dad and that's part of the reason he's his favorite

"honey, it was ruined when she bought it *snaps*" ( I'm sorry ) ( I have to draw this now)

LOVESS BLANKETS

Like all the blankets

The resting bitch face is so real

He has to be leaping for joy happy to maintain a happy face

Goes to Donnies room and tells him to lay his ass down ( he doesnt )

Sends millennial memes to the boys....

*insert a cat smashing on a piano* he's wheezing.

Him and Mikey paint together sometimes

Because he can actually paint super fucking good

Scars all around his body

HUMAN FORMMM

Thats all ill probably make more for April and Casey and splinter

#tmnt #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja tutles #rottmnt head canons #headcanons #rise donnie #rise leo #rise raph #rise mikey #baron draxum

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pysoch · 1 year

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Good evening losers!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have more headcanons because I am awesome. As always, spoilers for both comics and videos. This one is gonna be miscellaneous and with all the mercs to pardon the hearts I broke with my last one 🗣️ love you guys!!!1!1 :3

(t/w for the mention of sensitive topics)

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- Sniper has horrid hearing. Constant "huh"s and "what"s from him due to the volume of his gun. For some reason, he's real good at small noises though.

- Scout sleeps with a fan because sometimes his thoughts get loud and white noise drowns it out.

- Engie suffers clinic depression, and since methods back then weren't really humane nevertheless good, he deals with it by doing non-bloodshed ways of s/h. This includes forcing himself to stay awake, sometimes skipping meals, overworking himself, or clenching his teeth really hard.

- Medic has seven different pairs of gloves for different days of the week, and two extra for major holidays! His halloween ones have embroidered blood stains, and little webs on the edges. His Christmas ones have a mitten design on the edges.

- Soldier wears earplugs but forgets to take them out, and henceforth why sometimes he doesn't have a grasp of an inside voice

- Heavy actually can't get pickle jars open. It's not that he lacks strength, but his palms are usually sweaty and he lacks grip. Designated opener is actually Demo.

- Spy always opts to sit in solo chairs no matter what. If there's only couches available, he stands.

- Demo isn't "ace" persay (since that wasn't really seen as anything but a mental disorder back then for some reason), but he feels significantly less sexual attraction than the other mercs. Doesn't keep him from jesting about it, though!

- Medic goes to events like weddings, bachelor parties, birthdays, family gatherings, etc, just for food. He sneaks into each and every one and puts on a fake name and persona. Always turns out the life of the party, and has made quite a few buds from a white lie of being a distant relative.

- Pyro sleeps without his optic mask, but has his upper body bundled in blankets and sheet, so he truly doesn't ever be seen.

- The mercs once played a prank on Heavy and Soldier by telling them they were both meant to be on guard of the base for the night together. They butt heads often, so through the cameras, it was a fun watch.

- Engie keeps Pyro's drawings in his hardhat. Sometimes even looks at em mid battle.

- Pyro drinks only a tiny bit less than demo, but still loves to be drunk. Throws down mad hard with dance moves when he is, too.

- Scout squeezes his bat extremely hard. He had to get a different grip tape on it because he splinters his hands real bad. It's partially because of battle anxiety, and otherwise because he wants to hit real hard.

- Spy has prescription glasses, but doesn't wear them because he thinks they're stupid. Sometimes he'll budge and put them on to read, but only when he's alone.

- Sniper hates the sounds of birds. He always snipes them, much to Medic's dismay. He keeps his doves inside now, because of that.

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(If you didn't know on behalf of the Engie one; these are actual signs of nonblood self harm. If you do these, it's always a good thing to reach out to professionals or family. You're not alone in this battle.) 💙

Hope you guys liked them blee3h

#team fortress 2 #team fortress two #teamfortress #tf2 #tf2 comics #tf2 memes #tf2 headcanons #headcanons

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freestyle-crocodile-trashpile · 2 years

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Identify and sexuality

[A/n:so I've been seeing alot of she/they Donnie and it got me thinking, what would the turtles identify and sexuality be? So thats what this is. Oh and I'm getting my motivation to write again so I should be writing more of the request.]

Summary:The turtles identify and sexuality

Type:Hcs:Turtles

Version:all

Donatello is genderfuild and pansexual. When they came out to her brothers they were all shocked, and they didn't know how to use his pronouns properly. But Donnie explained that any pronouns were okay to use, but would prefer she and they. Now Donatello isn't picky when it comes to people she doesn't like people basically on gender, they prefer personality, but there are a few things they will draw him in alittle quicker than just the personality. When Splinter found out he was very supportive. April was also supportive of Donnie and actually got her to try on more feminine clothes to see if they like it, but 2012 April was supportive but upset, she dated her and didn't like the idea of dating a girl and hated the fact that she dated someone that was genderfuild. Casey was all for it. He was very happy to hear that, just because he can fully support someone that's genderfuild, because he's never really meant anyone that's in the lgbt and it's exciting to learn new things.

Michelangelo is a demiboy and pansexual. When he heard Donnie come out it was like a whole new thing opened up in their brain, and he started to experiment with pronouns, like the he/they pronouns and they liked it alot more than he/him. His brothers were shocked (besides Donnie) and didn't really know how to react fully. Either way they tried their best to support mikey. April and Casey were also supportive. Splinter reacted the same way he did with Donnie, supportive. Since he was old it was alittle hard at first but he got used to it. Just like Donnie, Mikey is pansexual, they aren't very fond of saying he's attracted to one gender but more towards personality and skills. Like if your a good cook mikey probably already head over heels for you,they adore stuff like that(good food is there favorite)

Leonardo is cis and Gay. Leo likes his pronouns as is, and doesn't plan on changing them but his sexuality is different. He started to think about his gender and seemed okay with it but when it got to sexuality it changed. Leo thought about how he never felt attraction towards a girl and the only person he'd felt attraction to is Usagi, so Leo said he was gay. Now Leos siblings already knew, it was a bit obvious. The look he'd give to male characters now TV, how he'd usually talk about guys a ton, how when he was a kid he'd kiss his male comic book characters goodnight, or the looks he'd give Usagi just full of love and adoration. So all his siblings knew, so when he came out everyone basically said they knew, but not just start up saying 'I know' but nonetheless they were all supportive. April was shocked snd Casey was hyping him up. Of course Splinter knew he watched Leo kiss his comic book characters good night and they were all guys.

Raphael is cis and is demisexaul. He doesn't doesn't mind his identity and uses he/him pronouns. But Raph never really gains attraction easily, hes got to know them for awhile like a long time. He likes all gender yes, but it takes longer than a couple weeks or months for him to fall in love. Raph didn't tell anyone cause he didn't think it really mattered since it's his sexuality it doesn't seem that big of a deal to him and plus he doesn't really think about it much. Like he acknowledges it but doesn't think to hard on it. So yeah, no one really knows he keeps it to himself.

April and Casey would help get them their pride flags, just to make they feel more welcomed and supported

[A/n:I won't take criticism, and yes I'll be using their pronouns how I headcannon them so yeah. I hope you enjoyed]

#tmnt #tmnt donatello #tmnt leonardo #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt raphael #tmnt headcanons #rottmnt #tmnt 2016 #bayverse tmnt #tmnt 2007 #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 1990 #tmnt 1987 #lgbtq positivity #pride #lgbtq #save rottmnt #save rise of the tmnt

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thedawningofthehour · 8 months

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What would it be like, in your AU, if Donatello had grown up with Draxum from the start like in other Separated AUs?

Not really different from the story Draxum told him, to be honest.

I mean, he wouldn't have been Galois; Donnie chose that name and Draxum probably hates the French. He would have named little experiment B4-27 after some great Yokai hero, or maybe something from mythology. (oh, Draxum's Norse, so maybe he'd have named the turtles after Asatru gods? Raph would have been Odin and Loki would be hilarious for Leo. Draxum would probably be sad about not having any daughters to name Freyja or call his shieldmaidens) Erm. But anyway.

There were reasons Draxum crafted the story he did-well, for one, there were very few people who could refute the story, and by telling him that he grew up isolated from all but a few people would keep Galois from wondering why no one seemed to remember him. But it was also exactly what Draxum would have done. He would have kept Gale's existence a secret, attended to all his medical needs and homeschooling him all by himself, because he wasn't lying about the reasons for sequestering him away. Other scientists and weirdos would want to kidnap him and poke at his DNA. He'd have Splinter to think about in this scenario as well, because Lou would definitely try to kidnap his son back if he knew Draxum still had him. His creation was also very illegal-Draxum could do a lot of bribing and threatening and throwing money around to make the problem go away, but he wasn't 100% sure he'd get away with that and wasn't willing to risk his last son getting taken away. Plus, he's not fooling anyone, the government knows exactly what Galois is. Abducting a homicidal teenager who's been trained in self-defense, who's usually seen by his father's side or accompanied by an equally murdery adult, that's one thing. Disappearing a six-year-old while he's wandered away from the one adult overseeing twenty children during recess, that's much easier. Draxum wouldn't have revealed his existence until this stage, when he's about ready to put his plans into motion.

And I'm...unsure of when that stage would have actually fallen, whether it would be sooner or later than canon. Taking care of Galois might have lit a fire under that drive, compelling him to eliminate the human threat once and for all before it could harm his son, before he knew what his father was really doing. So Galois could be a child and a teenager and have the life he deserved. The fear of Lou Jitsu coming back to steal his son might have also stoked those flames and further increased his animosity towards humans.

But on the other hand, it would have given him something to focus on. I've mentioned this in regards to Bella and Pax, but Draxum didn't immediately start spiraling after his sister's death. The seeds were planted, along with all the other unnecessary deaths in his life, but he didn't start on this genocide shit for a solid decade because he was busy taking care of his niece and nephew. It gave him something to focus on, something to put himself into, and even though he was angry for what humans did to them, there were still moments of joy. After Pax moved out, after Lou Jitsu smashed his plans and made off with his turtles-he had none of that. Just him and his big house, surrounded by dark thoughts and painful memories, and nothing to keep him from lingering on them.

Taking care Galois would have lifted much of that. He still would have been bitter about Lou taking the other three, angry and scared of everyone who would take the only good thing left in his life away from him-but he'd have a child to raise. He wouldn't have had much energy for evil plotting when he's so tired he's accidentally mixing baby formula into his coffee. Hard to brood when your kid is drawing you the cutest and funniest picture of your shitty gargoyle employees. He still would have genocided the humans, since there was no future where humans and Yokai could coexist without one destroying the other...eventually. He'll get around to it. He's busy recording a video of his kid trying to do ballet.

...I feel like I just did a whole lot of rambling without saying much. I might ramble more tomorrow, it's very late and I have a therapy appointment in the morning.

#i am not proofreading this right now i need to get to bed #wanted to answer chapter comments before i went to bed too but that's also gonna have to wait #doth asks

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thejakeformerlyknownasprince · 2 years

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Animorphs Stranger Things AU,please?

[Vague out-of-context spoilers through Stranger Things S3.]

• Five kids come out of the mall arcade, the night it snows ash in Hawkins. Five kids pass through the revolving door, chattering about video games and summer vacation. Five kids get on their bikes to cut through the construction site, since it’s the fastest way back to the suburbs.

Four of them make it home.

• “...and that’s why we need your help.” After he’s done talking, Marco draws in a huge breath. It was a long speech, well-rehearsed.

Tom looks slowly over the cluster of kids standing on his parents’ front stoop. His gaze lingers on the baseball bat currently clasped in Rachel’s hands, the water pistol that Cassie clutches by her side, the very real gun shoved into the waistband of Marco’s jeans. He makes eye contact with the unfamiliar kid in the blond wig — who stares back, unintimidated — but barely even glances at Tobias.

“So?” Marco says. “Will you help us?”

There’s another long moment of silence.

“Rachel.” Tom jerks his head back into the house. “A minute? The rest of you, stay put.”

The moment she’s inside the foyer, he slams the front door shut.

She lifts her chin. “Tom—”

“What the fuck is this?” he demands in a whisper. “Seriously, what the fuck.”

“We’re not crazy,” she says, expression hard. “And we’re not lying.”

“Yeah, great, Jurassic Park freaks took Jake. And your solution is to, what, baseball bat them to death?”

“Not dinosaurs, dumbass, they’re—”

“I swear to god, Rach, if you say the word ‘aliens’ one more fucking time...”

“Tom,” she says. “This is serious.”

He glances toward the kitchen, back at her. “This is bullshit.”

Rachel shoves him, hard, in the middle of the chest. Given he has about eight inches of height on her, this doesn’t accomplish much. “I can’t believe you!” she snaps. “Jake is missing—”

“YOU THINK I DON’T KNOW THAT?”

The front door swings back open. “Is everything okay?” Cassie says mildly.

Tom stares at the cluster of kids again. “If you want to search the woods, fine,” he says at last. “Just... be safe.” He puts a hand on Rachel’s shoulder and pushes her back out the door. “But leave my family out of it. We’ve been through enough.”

He shuts the door carefully this time, and latches it shut. Leaning his forehead against the cool metal, he listens to them leaving.

“Now what?” Rachel asks.

“I don’t know,” Marco says. “You think if I had any good ideas I’d be talking to Tom Berenson?”

“Ax?” Tobias says.

The rest is lost as they wheel their bikes away. Tom whirls around, and goes back into the kitchen. Back to the parents who actually need him, because everyone is coming around to the possibility that Jake’s body isn’t going to be found.

• They have takeout for dinner that night. It’s only the fourth time this year Tom can remember his parents getting takeout — normally Jean hates fast food, and enjoys cooking.

It’s also the fourth time this week Tom can remember his parents getting takeout.

“So, Dad,” Tom says, after the clock on the wall tells him they’ve been sitting in silence for over 15 minutes. “How was work today?”

Steve looks at him. Jean doesn’t look up at all. There are another ten seconds of silence. It feels like an hour.

“Fine,” Steve says. “And you?”

Seeing as Tom doesn’t have a job, he doesn’t bother to answer.

“I’m going back to Kinko’s.” Jean shoves to her feet, plate of lo mein untouched. “Another five hundred should do it.”

“Oh, yeah.” Tom stabs a chopstick onto the surface of the table; it splinters in his hand. “More posters will do the trick, recruit the exactly zero people in this town who don’t already know what Jake looks like.”

There’s a sliver of bamboo embedded in his palm. Blood slides down his wrist in a line. It doesn’t hurt, not yet.

Steve watches this happen with the same dull curiosity he uses for TV dramas.

“Maybe eight hundred,” Jean murmurs. “Maybe a thousand.”

Tom stands, breathing hard. He runs, back door slamming behind him.

• The Bobbsey quintuplets are outside Cassie’s house when Tom finally catches up with them. Still going strong with that baseball bat and that gun. Oh, and now they’ve managed to acquire a bear trap. Better and better.

“Nice of you to join us,” Marco snarks, but he also hands Tom a tire iron without protest. Ax was using it, but apparently Ax doesn’t need it, because apparently Ax can move shit with his mind, because apparently they weren’t kidding about Ax being a literal fucking extraterrestrial.

Better and better and better.

“Give me that,” Tom snaps, and Rachel hands over the gun. He fires ten times at the row of six cans along the fencepost.

When he’s done, there are still six cans. He gives the gun back to Rachel.

• Rachel asks Tom to drive her into town to buy more ammo. Which is how he finds out that, up until now, Marco has been their designated driver.

That does explain the sheer number of dents in Cassie’s dad’s beater truck, but not what the hell the cops in Hawkins have been doing this whole time. They haven’t been finding missing kids, and they haven’t been pulling over the thirteen-year-olds who think playing Scud Race qualifies as driving experience.

Tom drives. Tom buys ammunition for his kid cousin. Tom hates his life.

• A week later, their arsenal now includes a kitchen knife and a plastic lightsaber. If this is the crack team that’s going to foil the Yeerk Empire, then Team Humanity is screwed.

Hanging around these kids is seriously damaging Tom’s cool. And his blood pressure.

At least Ax can now knock over the cans from up to 30 yards away. And he doesn’t need the gun to do it.

• They find bird prints in the soft soil of the national forest. Only these are each about a foot in diameter, and had to come from a bird that’s about eight feet tall.

• Cassie manages to get a half-blurred photo of a thing just beyond the treeline behind her house.

The thing looks like a little girl. Tom can’t decide if that makes it all better, or so much worse.

• “You have to keep going to school,” Tom tells Rachel, for the third or fourth time. “And you have to keep doing homework.”

“None of that matters anymore!” She snarls at him. That fucking gun is back in the waistband of her jeans. She’s going to get arrested.

“I’m doing everything I can,” Tom says. “And so are you. But—”

“You’re not my dad. You’re not my brother.” She goes up on tip-toe to get in his face. “So leave off. And help me get the christmas lights out of the car.”

“Christmas lights?” Tom knows he’s going to regret asking as soon as the words leave his mouth.

• They go to a town hall meeting. Most of the grown-ups seem mildly concerned at most about the disappearances. They go to a school board meeting. They get kicked out for being too young, although the fact that Rachel started shouting about aliens in the middle of the superintendent’s statement probably didn’t help.

• Tobias catches a glimpse of something in the woods. Tobias follows it.

He’s officially declared missing 12 hours later.

This time, there are no adults out hanging up posters.

• “It’s not domesticated,” Marco grumbles. “I’m not stupid. I just thought...”

“Thought you could take it home, give it a bed, treat it like a pet, and then it wouldn’t eat your stepmom’s dog?” Tom suggests.

“I thought I could use it to get more information,” Marco says quietly. “About the Underneath. Or whatever Tobias was calling that cavern-thing.”

They’re tramping along the train tracks that run out back of the suburb. Tom’s carrying a gross bucket of gross raw meat that’s gross. Marco’s wearing gloves and reaching in at regular intervals to toss more on the ground. They’re hoping to attract the thing that may or may not be called veleek — Marco’s not very good at getting intel on aliens — and not to be eaten themselves.

“You told Nora yet?”

“What, that I brought an alien home and it...?” Marco tosses more meat into the gravel with unnecessary force. “I’m hoping she decides Euclid ran off.”

“Yeah, because lying about everything has been working out so well for you so far.”

Marco spins around, cow blood spraying off his hands. “Fuck. You.”

Tom opens his mouth to say something.

Marco jabs a bloody finger into his chest. “I’m scared, asshole. My best friend is probably dead, everyone else I know is getting picked off as well, and I’m just some useless kid who can’t get adults to listen even when telling the truth.” He clenches his fists. “I’m not some tall good-looking white boy, I’m not popular, I’m not athletic, and I don’t have shit to defend myself outside of a quick brain and a smart mouth. I’ll lie to Mother fucking Theresa if it helps keep Ax alive and out of that lab.”

They keep walking for a while in silence.

“You’re wrong, you know,” Tom says at last. “About not being popular.”

Marco flings more meat at the ground. This system sucks.

“Half the girls in my grade think you’re cute.” Tom shifts the bucket to his other hand. “That stunt you pulled during the anti-sex assembly? They still talk about that, every time we pass under the orange soda stain on the ceiling.”

“Really?” Marco asks.

“Really really.” Tom rolls his eyes. “Oh, and Jake thinks that you hung the stars and the sun shines out your ass, so there’s that.”

Marco ducks his head, hair falling over his eyes. “He could find better friends than me.”

“Friends who’d shell out for half a dead cow and spend all afternoon spreading its stinky bits all over Hawkins?” Tom asks. “Friends who would risk going to juvie to get him back?”

“Your grade is right, I am adorable.” Marco straightens up, even marching a few steps. “I can make even cow blood look good.”

Sure, kid’s too cool for honest conversation. Sure.

• “He really said that?” Marco asks.

He and Tom are lying on the roof an abandoned bus in the middle of the Hawkins junkyard. Waiting around to get eaten by a sentient tornado if their stupid squirt-gun trap doesn’t work.

“Now?” Tom asks in a whisper. “Now we’re having this conversation?”

“We’re gonna die in an hour, and anyway I’m bored,” Marco whines.

Tom rolls onto his side to look at Marco. “Jake talks all the time, seriously all the time, about how cool you are. I’ve heard about your gaming skills, your math smarts, your fashion sense, your sense of humor, your hair, your eyelashes...”

Marco blushes. “My hair’s not nearly as cool as Jake’s,” he mumbles. “And he’s got that take-charge attitude. Something about the way he talks, you know?”

Tom sighs. “Yeah, kid. I miss him too.”

“I just.” Marco rolls away, looking out at the junkyard. “He’s a really good friend. And I just care about him. As a friend. Who’s friends with me.”

“I so do not care,” Tom says.

“About what?” Marco looks over through the fringe of his hair.

“Yeah, exactly.”

“Tom—”

“Actually, scratch that. If you break his heart—”

“Tom!”

“I break your kneecaps. Okay, that’s out of the way, and—”

“TOM!” Marco screams, and the alien slaps him off the roof like a rag doll.

• Ax gets there in time to save the day, which is to say he throws a cinderblock at the alien with his mind and that knocks it into the reservoir, and then there’s no alien anymore. Just a slowly-dissolving slick of goo on the surface of the water.

One of these days they’re going to come up with a better strategy than scream til the psychic kid arrives. One of these days.

• They get a lead on Tobias. Which is to say Rachel finds his footprints — left sneaker sole peeling off, right one with Adidas still intact — leading down into a cavern. She takes point, because there’s no stopping her, but Tom hovers over her left shoulder with his baseball bat at the ready. His baseball bat now has several six-inch nails driven through its swinging end, because he’s sick of being helpless, and unlike the gun he actually knows how to use this thing.

The footprints go deeper into the cavern, and then deeper. And then into a part where there’s a sickly pink glow coming from around the corner, and dust in the air.

Rachel inches for the corner, Ax following her with his fists clenched in preparation. Tom raises a finger to his lips in warning. Marco rolls his eyes, but Cassie nods.

They step around the corner, and into another world.

• There’s barely time to take in the huge cavern, the sickly gray goo at its bottom, the unnatural quality of light. Because then a thing that looks like a caterpillar the size of a humpback whale is rushing at them, screaming at the top of its lungs.

Tom swings the bat. He only means to stun it, scare it off, but the creature bursts on impact like a wet paper bag. Several more rush from the shadows, screaming in challenge. Drawn by the scent of meat.

“Form up!” Tom shouts, and backs as far as he can without losing the range of his bat. Rachel is at his left, firing with steady precision. Cassie and Marco have other handheld weapons — please let it be something better than a lightsaber — while Ax’s presence is mostly obvious from where one of the creatures twists into the air before slamming onto two of its fellows.

The giant worms come, and keep coming. The squishy humans’ only advantage is that the aliens will eat any flesh, and so an injured worm is as good as a dead one.

Tom swings until his arms ring with pain and the gore coats his skin. He’s shoulder-to-shoulder with Rachel now, providing cover as she reloads. She straightens, firing another shot that sinks into green flesh and tears ragged holes. Tom waits for the next creature to get past her defenses, and rips its face off with his bat.

They keep it up, far longer than he would have thought possible. Rachel slows the monsters while still far away; Tom cleans up the ones she misses. Somewhere behind him he knows that Ax and the other two have a second phalanx, same tactic.

And then... And then there are no more worms, although it sinks in gradually. There are only the dying, and the half-dead.

“Holy crap,” a familiar voice whispers.

Tobias falls out of the wall, or so it seems. He’s cleaner than they are, covered as they are in worm guts and blood, but not by much. The coating of ash makes him blend into the wall, as if he’s part of this place now.

Ax runs to Tobias, hugging him.

“Are you okay?” Cassie asks, overtop Tom’s demand of “Where’s Jake?”

Tobias shakes his head to both questions. And keeps shaking it.

• Tom staggers home exhausted, muscles aching and regretting having been born in this stupid town. He's still lingering outside the house, debating with himself whether to go in and face the ‘rents, when he hears the noise behind the shed.

"Hello?" he calls, just in case it's Ax or someone back there.

It's not. It's a rat. And then it's a whole bunch of rats, streaming past in a way that rings faint alarm bells in the mind of even a suburban kid like him.

And then it's something else. Something wet and slimy, a whole subterranean pool with things floating in it. And he can't tell how he got here, was behind his parents' shed which definitely does not have an entrance to the caverns last he checked, and yet—

The slimy things grab onto him. He fights. Of course he does. He gives them teeth and fists and as much hell as he can muster, but they still grab hold and force his head under the surface.

• He inhales.

• Tom blinks, and he's... in the shower? No, a sauna? He's fully clothed, but...

"...working!" Rachel's voice fades in. She's crouched over him, hair and clothes having somehow come clean in the 10 minutes since he saw her, a spectacular two-day-old black eye having formed in that time.

"Why am I wet?" Tom asks. It's not the most important question, nowhere close, but it's the only one specific enough for him to put into words.

"Shit, shit, that's him!" Marco sounds excited, practically bouncing on the spot in spite of a painful-looking set of scratches across his face. "Tobias, tell Ax to keep it up!"

They're... they're in the steam room of the school gym. Tom knows this place. But why... How’d they get...

"Tom. Tom." Cassie is leaning over him. "You have to listen to us. There isn't much time. The mind flayer — there's this alien. It controls people. Or there are a whole bunch of —”

"You have to fight it," Rachel says overtop her. "Fight with everything you —"

"Yeerks!" Marco adds.

Tom's head hurts. His body feels limp. It's hard to focus, feels like he's listening through fog. Like he's an unanchored balloon.

"Ax says it's running out!" Tobias calls, sounding scared.

"You're being controlled!" Rachel shouts in Tom's face. She looks scared too.

It's so hot in here, so hot Tom feels sick. What are they so afraid of? What's enough to scare Rachel? Those worms weren’t. He has a really bad feeling, a whole other sickness, about why she's so scared. About why her eye is swollen shut, and Marco's face is bleeding. About why his hand hurts.

"Guys!" Tobias screams. "We have to —”

• Tom's in... in the back of a car. One that's parked in direct sunlight, feels like it's been there for hours. This time the heat really is unbearable; he surges upright in time to puke all over the floor mat. His head is pounding, joints weighted like the worst flu of his life. He’s soaked in sweat, but shivering weakly, and his whole body feels sucked dry of moisture.

"Tom? Tom!" Rachel teleported with him, then, although her hair is plastered against her neck now and her eye has healed.

"We can't keep just giving him heat stroke every time," Marco is saying from the front seat. Kid better not have driven them here. "If we melt his brain trying to drive it out—"

"We can't just leave him like this!" Rachel snaps.

"Then what do you suggest?" Marco is shouting too. "We tried Ax's psychic thing, we tried prestidigitation and fucking oatmeal, what else is there?"

"Guys?" Tom asks. His voice is hoarse. None of this makes sense. "Guys, what's...?"

"Don't worry about it," Rachel says.

"I'm letting him out before this kills him," Marco says, reaching for the door handle.

"No!" Rachel says. "It'll just go right back to—"

• Tom is thrown to the floor. His ears are ringing; tiny burns speckle his arms and chest.

Sss-BANG! Another firework erupts inches from him.

Shopping mall. His vision is clearing slowly. They're in the main atrium of the mall, all of the kids. Marco's mom too, and some of those hork-bajir things. All fighting against a towering shape, 40 feet of twisted flesh and slime-covered appendages.

Even as Tom watches Tobias lights another firework, hurling it at the monster. The Roman candle sinks into its flesh, screaming a warning before the explosion goes off and rips away huge swathes of muscle and skin. The nightmare-creature bellows in pain, whipping a tentacle around toward Tobias. It's stopped in midair by Ax, holding that and three other limbs back with telekinesis alone. Blood pours from Ax's nose, and he sways where he stands; he's not going to last much longer.

Cassie is dragging bodies away from the wreckage, along with — Jake.

Jake is there. He's there. He's okay. Tom feels a surge of lightness, seeing him. Marco's hovering by Jake's side, receiving the injured for what looks like a quick attempt at triage. Marco and Jake lock eyes in the shifting light, brushing hands just for a second, and then Jake turns to keep working.

That leaves Rachel. Where's...

Six inches away, on the ground at his feet. There are finger-shaped bruises around her neck, her scalp torn open and bleeding.

Tom has several strands of gold hair caught between his fingers.

"There you are," Rachel rasps, rolling to her knees. "There you are."

Tom staggers back a step. Then several more.

Rachel gets a hand around a familiar-looking bat. She raises it, mouth a grim line of determination. Such a small weapon, against the monster that any second now will break from Ax's hold. "We're gonna kick this thing's ass,” Rachel tells him, “We're gonna get you out of here, and we're gonna move to fucking Uzbekistan."

A tentacle rips free. It swings for Rachel, her return strike barely enough to keep it off. She's got her back to Tom. That seems like a bad idea.

There are other humans here. Humans, and other creatures, all with that blank-eyed look. All with those parasites, those creatures Tom can feel now that he knows what to feel for.

Tom understands now. No, that's a lie. But he understands enough.

Enough to know that the best way to keep Rachel safe, the best way to keep Jake and Marco and the other kids alive, is simply to turn. To open his arms. To not move out of the way, as the tentacle slams into his chest — and punches clear through.

Rachel is screaming his name. There is no pain, just a deep sense of wrongness... and the knowledge that something else just died along with him.

Tom grins at Rachel, blood slopping down his chin. Yep, that worked.

He never does get to see how it ends.

#animorphs #stranger things #animorphs aus #me: ehh i'm probably never going to write this one #me @ me: tom as steve harrington #me: ... god dammit #character death #body horror #gore #irresponsible gun use #long post #stranger things au

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thatrandomlemononyourcounter1 · 3 months

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can I get your teetle head canons homie?

...which ones?

Cause like there's 2012, Rise, bayverse, mutant mayhem- yk?

I'm gonna guess and say Rise cause that's the only thing I've posted about so far

Let's start with Raph lol

He likes to work out and train really early in the morning cause everyone's asleep and it's super peaceful.

His favorite drink is hot cocoa with those giant marshmallows and whipped cream

When he's bored, he likes to shadow box the air

His favorite superhero is Thor because he's also really buff but a total sweetheart

His love language is Quality Time (don't come for me)

He's blind in the eye that was punctured from the Kraang, so it's hard for him to read things

Even harder cause he's dyslexic

When he can't sleep from nightmares, he tends to train with Buddy to take his mind off of it.

He loves teddy bears (But that's canon so)

He really wishes that he could be friends with humans and they wouldn't be so scared of him

Is the one who volunteers at Todd's the most

Also is the biggest supporter of Cass's Girl Scouts

I'm gonna do Leo next (Side note he's my favorite so I have a lot more for him ;-;)

This man...makes all the puns. Sometimes when he can't sleep, he'll go on Reddit (or whatever) and look up puns/pick up lines

He doesn't sleep all the time, but when he does, it's in the most obscure positions known to human (turtle?) kind.

Once he mastered his portalling, he took advantage of it and travelled for awhile, exploring different places.

He's the most suspicious of people and prides himself on his intuition.

Cannot cook. Or bake. Or do anything involving an oven. If you ask him to preheat the oven, he'll ask how.

His favorite animal is a tiger, ever since he was a little kid, because "They have stripes like me!)

Speaking of stripes, He used to color them in with a green marker because he didn't like them. His brothers noticed, and all agreed to draw stripes on their faces until he stopped.

His favorite drink is Sprite (for some reason) he also really likes mint tea (if it's made right.)

He loves hair on people, and wishes he had some of his own. He likes to watch hair styling videos and pretend he's doing his own sometimes

He's terrified of bugs

He tried drawing on eyebrows like Donnie once, but hated it so much. (Turns out he's allergic to sharpie on his skin)

He's terrible at drawing

He's actually really good at running and has a really high stamina level

Used to picture himself being a racecar driver

His favorite Disney movie is the Hunchback of Notre Dame, but he would never admit that. If anyone asks, it's Wreck-it-Ralph.

Has an insatiable sweet tooth

Feels phantom pain in his chest sometimes that feels like it's being ripped open

When this happens, he curls into a ball under a weighted blanket and focuses on breathing

Him and Junior have random movie nights when they're both not able to sleep

Donnie time

His sleep schedule is terrible, and he tends to forget what time is most days (I'm not projecting)

Has several rubber ducks on his desk so that when he gets stuck, he can do that thing where he explains the thing to the duck

His favorite field of science is quantum mechanics

He was always really good at math as a child, but couldn't do English to save his own life

His favorite color used to be green, but Splinter called him purple because all of the turtles were green, so it eventually changed to purple

He hates the texture of slime (and how messy it is)

Surprisingly enough, he's the one who sneaks into the human world the most (mostly to go to libraries and science institutions, but hey, even the world's most renowned scientist wants Taco Bell sometimes.)

Speaking of Taco Bell, the only way he will eat any fast food is if he scans it for hair and the like. His worst fear is finding a hair in his food.

You would think that his favorite board game would be chess or monopoly or something, but nope. It's Scrabble. (He likes coming up with really obscure words to mess with everyone else.)

He's super super squeamish which is why Leo is the medic. The sight of blood makes him light-headed, and once when he was learning about the heart, he passed out.

He's a bonafide theater kid, and if given the opportunity can and will rant for hours about different musicals.

His least favorite style of music is rap

Or country

He has a hidden mini fridge in his lab that has a bunch of skincare products that he pretends he doesn't have when his brothers are around

Sometimes him and April have 'girl's days' where the basically gossip and April paints his nails.

His love language is torn between act's of service and gift-giving.

He's not touch-adverse, per-say, but he doesn't really like to be touched without warning.

He always hated magic shows, and if they were on tv he would point out how they did the tricks. (Leo hated that.)

His favorite Disney movie is Big Hero 6 and he often info-dumped about it to anyone who would listen.

He really likes to chew ice

When he gets bored, he'll test his ability to stay underwater. (it scares the ever living life out of Raph)

He has scars on his shell from the Kraang ship and they're really sensitive

Michelangelooooo

His face always has stickers or drawings on it

He used to want to be a makeup artist and used to practice on April all the time

Orange is indeed his 'life color' and his favorite fruit! his favorite dessert is orange sorbet.

He doordashes food to homeless people sometimes

His favorite superhero is Spider man, or Black Panther

He once did a character study on Ariel, and ended up doing a whole art portfolio, comic, and Pinterest board on her. She was his hyperfixation for a hot minute

He used to pass out as a child sometimes because of his hypoglycemia, and it would freak everyone out. At one point Leo finally figured out that he had hit and ever since then, there's only been a few incidents

When he cleans his desk it only stays clean for about a day, and then it's dirty again and it annoys him to no end

Has an extensive knowledge of spices and seasonings, and every food that he makes tastes like everything good in the world and sunshine combined.

He is an active animal activist and is staunchly against animal cruelty and experimentation

When his hair starts growing in, he goes to April for help with it, and puts little bows and ribbons and hair ties in it.

His favorite game is Animal Crossing and whenever one of his villagers moves away, he sobs dramatically

He loved trains as a kid and as a result he's freaky good at drawing them and knows a crap ton about them

He organizes slideshow nights, family game nights, and family dinners

He's super into the holidays and is the one who made/bought all the decorations

He used to collect barbies to use as drawing models

He was super sad there wasn't that many Ken dolls though, and insisted on sending a complaint to Mattel

Was the first one in line for the Barbie movie too

Anyways sorry this was so long- but I really liked this ask

If you want me to do my April and Casey (jr and sr.) ones then send in another ask.

#rottmnt #rottmnt raph #rottmnt leo #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt mikey #bring back rottmnt #rottmnt headcanons #headcanon #ask #send asks

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amostdelectablescribbler · 3 months

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wrote somethin’ today. For the english class. Need a portfolio thing, so i’m cookin’ up a ~1000 word horror short with Maia, mentions of Kez, and an unnamed 1st person narrator.

and it goes like

There are no Monsters in the Tanager’s house.

“Is it meant to make that noise?”

“What noise?” Maia said, over her shoulder.

“Through the other room, did you hear it? Like a scratching in the walls.”

“Naw, that’s just the mice. Old Tommy should be on the case, but he’s a bit past it now, poor cat.” She was a little too confident about that, but Maia was always smug, “What, you gettin’ scared, just because my parents aren’t home?”

“It’s an old, cold, and huge house. I’m not sure if i have splinters or icicles in my feet.”

“Quit your whinging, I offered you slippers. But I will admit that it gets really cold in here. Toast?”

Maia, rummaged some butter from a far too modern fridge for a kitchen so old, made toast and had a bite, the smell of slight burning filling the air. Her slippers padded over bitingly cold tiles to the doors, closing them, and drawing the curtains shut.

“Y’know, when we first moved in here, I thought there was a monster in the walls.” Maia spoke through her toast, almost jocular, “My room’s the warmest, so the mice would run through my walls, shake up a storm enough to keep me awake.”

I sat down at the lacquered wooden table across from her, running my fingers through the glossy ornamentation carved into the corner, faceless wooden gargoyles, “Fair. This place is so big, that even if there was something, it wouldn’t have had a hard time navigating. Loads of old butler doors and workers passages.”

Maia chortled, leaning on her haunches and looking at me through her hair, “You know, me and my sister, Kez, you’ve not met yet, made up our own monster for this place. Just look down that hallway and tell me the void isn’t staring back.” As requested, I got up, wooden chair creaking along the tiles as I stood, forcing me to cringe. The door did not creak, and neither did the rest of the house for the long moment I stared down the hallway. It was a thick, dense darkness, like the kind you’d see looking down a mineshaft, almost. Maia poked her head out to join me,

“See? Too good to resist. Finish your toast, I’ll tell you about it. I wanna show off a bit.” For the instant I started to break concentration on the darkness outside the lit kitchen sanctuary, I could have sworn on my life that I saw something shift in the black. A blacker black than that, slithered around the corner, away from me, and into the rest of Maia’s parents’ colossal, gloomy mansion.

“Did something move in there?” I pointed down the hall, locking eyes with Maia in the kitchen, “I swear I just saw something move.”

She grinned at me with a dawning, cheeky malevolence, “You look like death, dude. But, there is a thing that prowls these halls.” With the dramatic flair of a broadway singer, she started, the whole time holding direct eye contact.

“The Tanager Wraith, they called it. A vile thing made of darkness so concentrated and black that you can see it in the dark. It’s darker than the darkest night, and hates warmth and light vehemently. When it finds a radiator, it’ll turn it down, or cut off it’s water. Any unattended lights will be turned off, and will hunt down whoever turned them on- Jesus, dude this is the thing I made up with Kez, not some actual story. You ok?” Her face changed, and I hadn’t noticed myself start to shiver

“Yeah, I’m fine,” I lied through my teeth, “Just cold.” It was actually a bit of both, being paranoid and scaring easily, I wasn’t too convinced she hadn’t made this up. My younger brain couldn’t pick up on the fictitiousness of the tale,

#my writing #creative writing #writeblr #writing #horror writing #my ocs

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8-beats-per-minute · 1 year

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Uncanny Valley AU Designs!!

ITS FINALLY HERE

You can skip to the designs if you want then come back, I wouldn’t blame you but I would like to apologize.

I don’t know what happened, I started this right after Christmas 2022 then worked on it basically nonstop for a week and a half. I basically finished Mikey’s design with a few changes and started brainstorming for Raph then my brain was like “lol no”.

It might have been part finding reference poses for Raph or stress from school and exams or burnout or idk. Whatever it was made my motivation disappear. For 3 1/2 months.

I was like “yes stuff is coming!!!! I’m making stuff!!!” And then that just didn’t happen.

Again, I’m sorry.

I’m not going to do much in descriptions (unless I add them later) cause it’s late and I’m tired. I’ve been actually busy for the past 2 weeks.

General design notes!!

I need up doing the connected ears to head idea so that’s why they look so flat

These are meant to reflect Black and Japanese features. I AM NEITHER. If I did something offensive to one of these groups in these drawings I can guarantee I did not know and did not do this on purpose.

PLEASE CORRECT ME IF I DID SOMETHING OFFENSIVE AND I WILL CHANGE IT. I would appreciate it if it is done in a calm matter but I understand if it’s not. Just please don’t call me stupid or racist cause I also have feelings. You can yell at me if I take longer than a week to respond. It would also be best if it was in the comments so it’s easier to respond.

They all have naturally really sharp and thick nails, I just couldn’t show for some of them

I tried giving them masks that incorporated how they wear fabric in their hair. It looks okay but a little weird, especially for Leo and Donnie

I’m writing/posting this between 11pm and midnight after a very long day and with a long day tomorrow so I’m not writing the (aaa I forgot the name for it. The text that explains what the picture looks like) I’ll add it when I have time I’m really sorry tho

Now, without further ado…

The designs!!!

(These might be changed, I have a tendency to change things after and be like wait I like that more but these are basically the designs. They’re also all post-movie so if you want to see pre-movie, as kids or apocalypse let me know :)).

LEO

I gave Leo both vitiligo and red birthmark stripes. Everything is blue (of course) and I’m not a huge fan of what I did for his clothes design but oh well he’s allowed to switch styles. I was stuck between giving him short hair and long hair and blond extensions or not but this is what I settled on. He’s also 10% the type of person to have little bracelets on (Mikey made him the braided one obviously). I have this headcanon that he’d look the most similar to Splinter (as a human obv so Lou Jitsu) so I tried to do that, it’s just hard to go from animated to semi-realistic. Anyway he’s got that superstar dazzling smile/mysterious troublemaker grin. You can’t see but his hair tie is blue. Maybe an actual hair tie maybe a strip of fabric, maybe a scrunchie. It changes every few hours.

DONNIE

I was actually pretty excited to do Donnie’s face specifically (him and his very square face). I had a really fun time with his shell tho and all the little spots and scars and spiny parts. I tried to make him look similar but not the exact same and I think I did okay. I definitely think they’d look pretty similar just cause it’d be like “haha were twins :)) -Leo”. I was going to give him headphone but forgot so just pretend there’s headphone plz lol. I also believe he’d wear very baggy clothes but I made his collar way too high cause I feel like he’d hate the feeling of stuff on his neck (no this is not me projecting 👀). He also has sharp teeth but I didn’t show them.

MIKEY

Oooh boy. I was so excited for Mikey!!! I also gave him vitiligo on his face, arms, hands and legs )not visible). I also feel like he’d change his hair around A LOT so I gave him a few different hairstyles. He also definitely has paint on most of his clothes and paints on them intentionally. He’s a cool sock guy I just KNOW it. I tried keeping his little shell stickers on his “casual” design but had to move it to the other one cause it looked weird. I did put them on his knee pads if you looks close. I had to keep his other cool face knee pads of course, they’re iconic. And I of course kept his off-centre gap tooth.

Last but certainly not least…

RAPH

I had so many ideas for him and I got most of them but they’re so half-assed I’m sorry Raph 😭. Especially the pose ughhhh it’s so bad. And the shoes 🥲. Anyways instead of focusing on what I did badly were going to focus more on the idea. A few thoughts I knew I wanted was the scar on his eye and shoulder and to add markings cause Raph deserves to glow too. I added some markings on his forehead and just below his ears if you look close. I also added some on his shell and the spikes on his shoulders. He definitely has the most obvious shell out of his brothers but it’s still smaller than how it is in the show. AH I JUST REALIZED I FORGOT HIS RAPH CHASM 😭. Sorryyyy. I also wish Raph’s markings were lighter but oh well.

That’s all for now! Now that I can stop stressing about finishing this I can try and post more about this, whether it be art or talking about it idk.

Also I plan on making a proper logo soon I just have a very busy month ahead of me so we’ll see how fast that gets done

#uncanny valley au #rottmnt uncanny valley au #rottmnt human au #rottmnt human designs #rottmnt au #rottmnt #rottmnt leo #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt raph #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt 2018 #tmnt #rottmnt fanart

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b3aar · 1 year

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I hate this piece so much but I wanted to draw something for the latest chapter of my fic

Enjoy, I'll probably do like an actual sheet of splinters design soon since he's human in the AU so yk yk it's not gonna be that hard

Happy new year guys!!

#rottmnt #tmnt donnie #tmnt mikey #tmnt raphael #rottmnt au #fkbau #tmnt

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leonardosfm · 2 years

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【 𝐥𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ! 】

been having many thoughts about my child. i did a little section for tidbits in his intro but i decided to add onto it because no thoughts just the red ear slider turtle boy.

added inspo figured out. more to come most likely but this is what i’ve got so far ! dick grayson ( dc ) , kendall knight ( big time rush ) , lance mcclain ( voltron: legendary defender ) , sokka ( avatar the last airbender ) , peter parker ( spiderman comics )

> PREVIOUS HEADCANONS.

he gave himself his middle name. leo likes space and space media. he felt naming himself after jim kirk would be a cool move.

he has vitiligo around his eyes in the same pattern red-eared slider turtles do. would be in the same place the red is here.

he is gay !! but he doesn’t know it yet … it’s a little self discovery journey he’ll have here in elias.

he doesn’t know when his actual birthday is. splinter just assigned them random days.

he does have medical trauma from his days of being experimented on. he just blocks it out really well. the fact that he’s the medic of the gang is ironic. he can help others with ease but the moment someone tries to help him in that sense or he’s taken to a doctors office he freaks out.

the turtle transformation is painful so now leo will only transform if he absolutely has to … or if he needs to win a dance competition or something because he’ll do whatever it takes to win.

he loves glam rock. if he could have background music when he fights rock you like a hurricane would be playing thank you !!

> NEW HEADCANONS.

thunderstorm enthusiasts.

has heterochromia ( blue and brown ) from mutations. when in turtle form his eyes turn blue. in turtle form his red slider marking are in fact red and not pigmentations. this translates to lorena as well.

theatre kid. ( derogatory ). will take karaoke night very seriously and can sing very well. ( x )

as a kid he was afraid of donnie’s softshell getting seriously injured, so he started researching how to heal softshell injuries along the way he decided to learn more medical stuff just in case.

banned from asking splinter questions about their origins after leo asked an innocent question that revealed splinter didn’t actually know how old they were.

speaking of his actual birthday is august 14th. leo is indeed a leo.

cannot do math for the life of him.

got scolded a lot more than the others as a kid; it’s why he’s so hard on himself and doesn’t take criticism lightly.

has really great taste in men visually but literally always misses the glaring red flags.

has an extremely flirty personality but when speaking to someone he actually finds attractive my man has no game. cannot pull whatsoever. his brothers are better at flirting at he hates it thanks !

called people ‘babe’ ironically at first, but now he can’t stop.

he sunbathes and tries to convince the others to come with him

ate a frog for $5 once. purposely freaked mikey out with it.

he likes nonverbal communication a lot and prefers it when he’s in a mood

when it gets super cold he and donnie bundle up for what donnie calls “The Brumation Period” and leo calls “The Super Nap” and they just sleep on the couch together for like three straight days

once asked mikey to doodle on him when they were younger and kept his favorite drawing in his pocket once he found out what a tattoo was and plans to get it .. you know when he’s a real person in the eyes of big brother.

would never admit it but watching horror movies gives him nightmares sometimes and he has to hang in raphs room when he can’t sleep. whenever he can’t sleep you can find him in raph’s room tbh. he feels safer in there because he knows raph will keep him safe.

leo has a little bag filled with medical supplies. takes his role as the group’s medic seriously.

insomnia due to mutation complications. his slider sleeping requirement and human sleeping requirements did not mesh too well.

fluent in spanish and has spanish nicknames / pet names for literally everyone.

tw. child experimentation: he and donnie are ‘twins’, loving dubbed the disaster twins. when they were being experimented on the two shared a cage. experiencing the trauma they did together left them ridiculously co-dependant. one is never seen without the other. it might be a problem but it’s a problem they don’t want to address.

has a small fear of heights after he got dropped from a roof. he almost died and didn’t realize he was in actual danger until raph yelled at him.

listens to 2000s pop RELIGIOUSLY. britney spears, katy perry, rihanna, kesha, miley cyrus, etc, etc, etc.

big fan of magic. he’s tried to impress his brothers by showing them a few magic tricks. he actually works very hard so they’ll think he’s cool.

he’s a biter. he bites people affectionately, not hard but just a little chomp. he didn’t a lot when he was younger now not as much. maybe when he’s feeling really affectionate.

does not believe in ghosts. will listen to his brother’s ramblings ( if they believe ) but always reminds them that ghosts aren’t real.

he’s the fastest of his siblings. he’s mastered keeping his movements light and quick. he might not have the fastest reaction time out of all his siblings but he’s the first one to catch a baseball if you threw one a the group. leo might not be able to deliver hard hits like his brothers can, but he makes up for it by using his speed, portals and a plan to get the upper hand in a fight.

he’s not a hard hitter so much as he manipulates objects to hit hard for him, usually with the help of his portals.

he can easily adapt in a fight. he may not expect the unexpected but he can work with it and play it off thanks to his confidence. he can be so caught up in himself and his goals to win. whatever he’s doing that he ends up with tunnel vision in the middle of a battle.

leo has a win at all costs attitude when fighting. he will do whatever it takes to come out the other side with bragging rights, whether he’s earned those rights or not.

humor is his coping mechanism. he used to make the others laugh when they were younger and being experimented on to try to cheer them up or distract them. if he’s laughing whatever's happening can’t be that bad or it won’t feel as real if he doesn’t acknowledge it. so he refuses to take situations seriously. leo also jokes to overcompensate for his insecurities, a fear of being average, and his perfectionism. knowing that helps you see that he does the same thing while fighting.

great strategist. he might not always be the one that makes a plan but he’s usually the one to bring ideas into action.

he can be just as intelligent as donnie but he’s street smart instead of book smart.

he feels like he’s nothing without his brothers because of that, he sometimes shows off as much as possible in a fight in order to earn glory and praise that could separate him from any other fighter.

he doesn’t think he’s a good leader and does everything in his power to prove to his brothers that he isn’t a good leader. lot of self sabotage in hope raph will be leader again.

very self-sacrificing. is willing to put himself in danger for the safety and well being of others. it’s not that he wants to die but leo’s very careless with his life. if he dies he dies. it goes back into leo thinking he needs his brothers more than they need him so he’s willing to throw himself into the line of fire if it means they get a chance at survival. he feels most people in his life don’t need him as much as he needs them. he took the whole it’s not about me thing a little too literally

he never screams whenever he wakes up from a nightmare, so it’s difficult for someone to tell he’s even having one. before he wakes up, he just curls into himself, clutches his blankets close, and wakes up sweaty and shaking. even after awhile they never fully go away.

in the future he loses his right arm while saving donnie. ( let’s give it up for the self-sacrificing baby !! ) once donnie was done being pissed at leo for almost dying ( let’s be honest they were all upset with him ), his brother joked it was karma for when donnie saved leo from shredder during the fight that sent them to elias. leo yelled at him for at least an hour saying he got to keep his arm.

took literal months to convince him to go to therapy because ‘what if the healthy coping mechanisms make me lose my swag’ after a while he talks to his therapist like they’re his best friend. strolls in like he owns the place sunglasses and all.

harbors a lot of resentment towards his younger self. it fucks him up on the daily when lorena acts exactly like how he did when she was his age. he has to constantly remind himself that they’re two different people and lorena is not him, well, not fully. she’s her own person and deserves to be.

when it came to saving aerwyn, leo was absolutely ready to take her in because he saw himself in her in that moment. had splinter not taken in him and his brothers, leo knows they would have been used for evil. their lives would have been worse than what they were already given which was pretty damn rough. the thought of the little girl falling into that kind of trap solidified her being adopted.

he becomes the leo we know from most other iterations, the mature traditional leader, in the future. he’s a little stricter in the future but mostly when it comes to training the next generation of hamatos. honestly the tired old man who’s a father / uncle figure to too many kids. if you’re wondering yeah, master leonardo has gray hairs and he does indeed dye it. refuses to gray first he’s too hot for this.

#* . 　 ✦ . ˚ musings ˗ˏˋ does this place have smoke detectors because you’re on fire big daddy! ˎˊ˗#teetle brain rot

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Alpha's Temptation - Chapter 35 - Part 5

*Warning Adult Content*

Daemon's eyes widen in surprise but he doesn't say anything, just nods for me to keep going.

"Um. I... Um..." my lip trembles, already feeling my breath coming short.

Just the mention of him sends me into a panic.

Daemon runs his hands up and down my arms, knowing how much physical touch soothes me.

I've been touch starved for so long.

"M-my dad left the pack when I was s-six. That forced my mom and I to live with my stepfather..."

I go into the story of how she died from sickness and how abandoned I felt by my father.

"A-all I had left was Alpha F-Ferix. But he..." my voice cracks, my heart caving in.

I don't know if I can say it.

Saying it makes it real.

It makes me have to acknowledge that it actually happened.

Daemon looks like he's about to stop the whole thing, and I feel the need to press on.

I wanna get it out.

I can do this.

"He liked... hurting me. U-Uh, it was fun for him, I think," I scratch at my hair, looking down so I don't have to see his reaction.

"It all s-started when I was six. He'd burn me. T-Try to drown me. Other stuff, too. I don't really remember it all. What I do know is that he'd beat me almost every d-day. He let his friends do it too. And when I m-misbehaved, he'd lock me down in the cellar. I wouldn't be allowed to e-eat anything for days. And..." I wheeze for breath, tears rising to my eyes but I swallow them down, pressing on.

"W-when he got really m-mad, he'd..." I gasp, my airway feeling like it's going to close up.

"He'd cut m-me with this l-long knife. T-that's why I u-um have that stuff on my b-back," Daemon has gone deathly quiet, but I keep going.

"He hated me more than anything. He knew I liked art, so he c-crushed the bones of my right hand so I could never draw again. H-He forced me to..." I break out in a sob, clenching my eyes shut.

"To make paintings in my own blood. H-He told me I don't deserve anything, t-that I'm worthless and would be better off dead. S-So the night before you found me in the woods, he held a knife to my neck and tried to kill me. I b-barely managed to get away..."

Daemon shoots up to his feet, a feral growl ripping out of him.

His fists clench so hard the veins in his arms look like they'll pop.

And then I look up at his face.

His eyes are red.

He looks inhuman, the dark rage boiling beneath the surface.

I leap up to stand too, my heart racing.

"Daemon..?" I say, my voice high with fear.

That same, blazing anger distorts him.

He doesn't look like himself.

"I am going to rip him limb from limb," he seethes, going for the door. I grab his arm, latching on.

"Wait..."

But he pulls out of my grip, grabbing the knob and ripping the door clean off its hinges, splintering the wood.

I yelp in shock, watching as it falls to the ground in a large crash.

Daemon doesn't look phased.

He marches right out the door and I cry, running after him.

"Daemon please."

I wrap my arms around him from behind, trying to stop him.

"It's the middle of the night. Where are you even going to go? Dark Moon is miles away."

"It doesn't matter."

"They have guards around the pack perimeter... even if you got past, y-you can't kill him now. It'll start a war."

"I don't care. Hurting you means war," I hold him tightly, refusing to let go.

"Please don't. J-just stay. Stay here."

"He cannot get away with this. He abused you... no, he fucking tortured you for more than half of your life, He stole your childhood. He has to pay," he roars, his wolf simmering to the surface.

"I know," I sob, clutching him from behind. "I know he does b-but he can pay later."

Daemon turns to me.

"That monster is still out there... alive and well even after what he fucking did. No one gets to do what he did to you and live."

"But Daemon.." I plead.

"Imagine if you hadn't been able to escape him," he stops me.

"You wouldn't be here right now, Ash. Do you know what the thought of that does to me? The thought of that man killing my baby and I'd never even know it?"

We lock eyes, my own blurred with tears as I look at him.

I've never seen someone so angry for my sake, nor believed someone actually gives a damn about what happens to me.

But I see it now.

I see the pain in his eyes, the anguish, the way his chest rises and falls in angry breaths.

"Knowing what you went through is agony," his eyes shine with sorrow, his voice gruff. "I wish I had been there to protect you."

I sob, shakily taking his hand into mine.

"Then be here for me now. Don't go," I beg. "I-I'm not saying you can't kill him. Because I hope you do and I hope he suffers..."

That's the first time I've admitted that out loud.

"But not now," I shake my head.

Daemon is silent, taking all of me in.

Then he lets out a long breath.

"If I don't go kill him now, make no mistake... when I do get my hands on him, he is gone."

"Okay," I say quietly, a tear dripping down my face.

I'm okay with that. Ferix deserves it.

We continue to look at each other, my face no longer hiding anything. I let him see it all.

The ugly side of me, the part so broken and traumatized that I swore I would keep hidden forever.

But there's no judgment in his eyes.

The look in them hasn't changed.

It's the way he first looked at me, I realize.

I had been too out of it to see at the time but when he first found me, for a moment, all I could see was that look.

That same look captures me now, has me throwing myself into his arms to have him crush his lips against mine in a ferocious kiss, one that steals my breath away.

One filled with want... no, need.

His tongue captures mine as he greedily takes from me, letting me take from him in return.

When we rip away from another for air I stare up into his eyes, wondering what good deed I ever did to be blessed with him.

"What if I become a burden to you?" I whisper, my heart clenched.

His eyes glow like hot coals, the furrow in his brow deepening as he presses his forehead to mine.

"Never."

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