#shredder: okay so here are my mutants and you can use them if you want-
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Can I have a request that the rottmnt turtles s/o died with karai by the shredder and then came back as a ghost to reunited their boyfriend as they got their hamato ninpo they can defeat the shredder
Ghost of You
Raph x gn!reader
Warnings: death, injuries, angst, comfort, yo'kai/mutant!reader, this is pretty long...
A/N: I'm only doing one turtle because I wasn't really sure how to do the others without sounding redundant. Reader is either yo'kai or a mutant due to the fact that when they unlocked their ninpo, NYC was in the orb. I skip quite a bit of what happens, but this is still pretty long.
You had gone to the lair because you hadn't heard from your boyfriend all day. You hadn't seen him since the day before the Battle Nexus Big Mama held in New York.
"Raph?" You call, walking through the demolished lair. "Raphael!?"
Something explodes and you are buried under rubble. You can't move, even breathing hurts due to the dust.
"Gram Gram!" You hear Leo yell.
"No! The Hamato must live on!" Raph tells him. You wanted to yell for him. You were trapped, you needed him. You hear a lot of commotion before hearing someone yell about the Turtle Tank.
"For the boys." Draxum sighs.
"For our boys." Splinter corrects.
You hear fighting. Still trapped under the rock. Everything stopped soon after. You heard the Foot Clan play a video.
"I've got the Empyrean." Draxum grunts.
"Draxum! I cannot believe you are doing this you turned out..." Splinter groans.
"You knew this day was coming, rat." You could hear Draxum's evil smile. "He hates me. I hate him. It's kind of our thing and now I win."
"Where is the Empyrian?" Shredder asks.
"Down there in the Hidden City."
They left. You were still trapped. There was no sign of help. You didn't know how long you were there before you heard someone run in. You heard someone else moaning in pain.
"Guys, I'm coming!" You hear April call. Rubble starts moving somewhere nearby. "Karai!"
"Stop, we don't have much time..." Karai answers.
"No no. I gotta help you, take you to a hospital..."
"I will not be able to finish this journey. Now you must teach the family..."
"How can I? I'm not... I'm not one of you!"
"Oh my child... You have always been one of us..."
You see a bright green light and you felt power.
"April!" You cough. "April."
"Oh my god!" You feel rubble sliding off you. "Y/N! What... Does Raph know you're here?"
"April..." You gasp, you felt like you were drifting.
"No... Oh, please. Hang on!" You see tears slowly fall down April's face. "I'll get you to the Hidden City and we can get you some help, okay?"
April pulled you out of the rubble and helps you stand. You both limp out of the lair and you stumble. You start to fall, but April catches you and she lays you down.
"You're not going to make it, are you?" April sniffs. You shake your head, trying to get your final thoughts in order. She presses her forehead to yours. "I'm so sorry, y/n."
"It's not your fault." You breathe. "Please... Tell Raph..."
You couldn't finish, tears of your own falling. You couldn't think, couldn't speak. Still April nodded and held you.
"I'll tell him..." Her voice breaks as you finally drift away. "I'm so sorry, y/n... You deserve so much better."
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"Guys! Guys guys guys guys guys!" April calls, running up to the turtles. They were in the woods with Todd.
"April?" Leo asks.
"Oh my gosh! You won't believe what happened." April tells them. "I went to the lair which is totally destroyed and found Karai and she turned into light and now I hear her voice inside my head!"
"Wanna say that one more time?" Donnie sighs.
"Karai. She did a Hamato glowy light thing and now I think she lives inside of me?" April repeats, the boys hug her.
"Gram Gram's alive?" Leo smiles.
"Gram gram, it's Mikey I miss you!" Mikey yells into April's ear.
"Gram gram would like you to let go and never do that again." April shoves Mikey away.
"Okay new plan. Gram gram tells April to tell us what to do. Please instruct us April Gram Gram sensei." Raph decides.
"She wants me to teach you the art of pinpo—" She hums.
"Ninpo." Donnie corrects. They continue to discuss the plan and what happened at the lair.
"Hey, Raph... Can I talk to you, privately?" April mumbles to him. Raph nods and they walk away from the group. "Something else happened at the lair..."
"What?" Raphael questions.
"Y/N was in the lair when it was demolished..." April begins, looking at the ground, tears starting to fall again. "They didn't make it... They wanted me to tell you um... They love you and they believe in you."
Raph didn't answer. He walked away, into the forrest.
"Is everything okay?" Mikey asks, they all watched Raph disappear.
"Y/N's dead..." April chokes. The other boys run after Raph. They find him sitting, back against a tree, crying. His brothers kneel next to him and wrap their arms around their eldest brother, tears also falling from their eyes.
"I'm so sorry, Raph..." Leo mutters.
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Slowly, Raph leans backwards, falling to the cliff. "Anatawa Hitorijanai.". Realizing this, his brothers jump after him, screaming at the top of their lungs. "RAAAAAAAAAPHHHHHH!"
Their markings begin to glow in the gorgeous light and their Hamato sign appears on their chest. Their clothing becoming black as night. Their bandana tails grew.
"Saving like a Boss!"
Leo, Mikey, and Donnie form a hand, Raph grabs it hand, and joins in the transformation. They land in the water, where April was watching. The turtles have gotten their true selves back.
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"Hey Shredhead! We heard you were looking for some Hamato energy. Guys?" Raphael grins, turning to Leo and Mikey.
"Oh I think I got some for him." Leo chuckles, his trowels transforming into katanas.
"That's right it's us and we've had a bit of an upgrade." April smiles.
"Big time!" Mikey cheers, his rope transforming into num-chuks, Donnie's hoe turns into a bo staff.
"And this time around...." Donnie smirks.
"We won't lose." Raph chuckles, his hand rakes becoming sais. A drill erupts from behind them, explosions flood the sky.
"My drill is out of beta!" Donnie yells.
"Donnie nice. Now put it in action." Raph laughs.
"I did. It's just for hero poses." Donnie answers.
"Respect!" Leo applauds, leaning over Raphael's shoulder.
The fight begins, the boys and April flying around Shredder. Cassandra watches Splinter wither away. She knew she had to save him and eventually she has a change of heart. Casey attacks Shredder. She shatters one of the chains, the boys run to help Splinter. They join their mystic powers.
"Oh no it is not enough. I have failed." Splinter frowns.
"No dad we can do this. You may not have taught us everything."
"But you did teach us the most important thing."
"Be there for each other."
"Remember what your mom said to you that day at the park. You are not alone!"
"My sons I..." Splinter sniffs.
"Yoshi…" A woman appears, floating in front of them.
"Mom? You're here." Splinter smiles sadly.
"I have always been here."
More Hamato ancestors appear, grabbing the shaft of the spear. "We all have."
Raph locks eyes with you. He smiles wistfully, tears threatening to spill. The others see you too, all of them smile softly.
"Hot…" Yoshi's mom began.
"SOUUUUUUUUP!!!!!!" Everyone calls. The spear shatters the armour. Shredder is destroyed once and for all and Oroku Saki returns. Karai leaves April's body and hugs her father for the first time in 500 years.
"My daughter…" He breaths.
"Thank you my young Hamatos. We will always be with you." Karai tells the turtles.
Karai, her father and all of the ancestors bow to the Turtles and their family. With this, all the Hamato spirits fade away into the night. You stay. Raph rushes forward and hugs you.
"I'm sorry..." He sobs, pulling away to look at you. You hold his face in your hands. "I should've been there for you."
"I will always be with you, Raph..." You tell him, he leans into your touch. "I'll always love you."
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Hello! I shouldn't be awake cause it's 12:24 AM BUT very quick question: do you have any advice or questions you ask yourself that help with character building, storyline, or worldbuilding? Cause I'm making a TMNT iteration and the struggle bus is crashing into a brick wall repeatedly 😔
Oh gosh. OU-- OKAY HERE WE GO
CHARACTER BUILDING
If you're going for your own version of TMNT, you can basically do anything you want with the characters. They can have whatever personality you like! They can be whoever you want them to be, however you want them to be! When you've got a group of four main characters, though, you want to make sure they're distinct enough from one another where they don't overlap.
Something I usually do to figure this out is like, what's their worst fear, what would they feel a perfect life would be like, what are their short-term goals and long-term goals, etc. and move on to smaller stuff like quirks. How do they stand for a long period of time? Do they eat polite or messily?
Another thing about character building is thinking about where you want your character to be at the end of it. What is the Final Form of your character? Now smack them back down the mountain because they gotta climb that shit themselves. Think of it like this; if you want a character to have character development during the story, you've gotta think about how you want them to be by the end.
I'll use Rise Leo in the movie as an example here because it's obvious. By the end of the movie he's selfless; he's sacrificed himself to save his family and has made peace with dying alone because of it. At least the world is saved. At least his brothers are alive. We go back a little, and we have Leo realizing that his selfishness, his need to be right and making reckless decisions without relying on the people around him and trying to do everything on his own, has all put the people he loves in danger. We go back even further and find Leo overconfident and sloppy because he believes it's not a big deal. He's not taking things seriously, he's more interested in being the center spotlight, he wants to be the best.
The good thing about TMNT is that you can kind of pick and choose personality traits and character arcs from other canon iterations, or you can mesh them together. If you get stuck, look at the other "versions" of that character and decide which traits you want them to have, or which traits you don't.
STORY
Story isn't something I can exactly give a whole lot of help on, because it's your story. HOWEVER, I can explain the snowflake method, which I feel is a good way to figure out what you wanna do.
The snowflake method is a way of outlining a story. First you write a one-sentence synopsis of what your story is about. I'll use Mystic Forest for an example; "Four teenage mutant ninja turtles live in the forest and fight to protect two worlds from the Shredder".
Then you make it into three sentences. "Four TMNT live in a forest and discover that their world is connected to another; the Yokai Realm. A man named Oroku Saki, moonlighting as the Shredder, wants to make a deal with an ancient Yokai to open the worlds to each other once more. The turtles learn how to master magical yokai weapons in order to defeat him."
Then you can take each of those sentences and expand upon them. Break everything down further, in threes. Explain more and more each time.
Basically, figure out your concept, you can go more easily from there.
WORLDBUILDING
Ah the bane of my existence and yet my most beloved. You can get caught up in worldbuilding SO easily. Make sure you're working on the stuff that really matters to the story. So, if your turtles are living in the city, maybe write a paragraph or two about what the city is like. Is it grungy and rainy with lots of shadows and the distant glow of lights, or is it bright and bustling with neon everywhere with a seedy underbelly?
Is the vibe of the story fantasy, sci-fi, a mix, something else?
If the turtles have powers, how do they work? What are their weaknesses? What are their strengths? What does it cost to use the powers? What stops them from using them all the time?
What are the locations your characters will go to during the story? What are those places like? Are they buildings or the outdoors?
There's a lot of worldbuilding resources out there, you can really go ham on stuff just looking up "worldbuilding questions" and get a ton of prompts to think about. When building up a specific location I like to think about the five senses; what's it look like, what's it smell like, what's it sound like, what's the taste in the air, what's the feeling of the buildings or the plants or the barren wasteland? etc.
Figuring out how the turtles came to be is usually something most people do, but it's not something that's a requirement. Also, some people do stuff in a different order; they'll worldbuild first, then figure out story, then figure out characters. I end up doing that a lot of the time. Sometimes it's story, then characters, then worldbuilding. Just depends on what you feel most comfortable with.
If you find yourself hitting a wall, maybe stop and ask yourself why you're smashing into a wall and not going around it. Maybe something isn't clicking right. Back up. Look at what's around it. Character not quite feeling like you wanted them to? Look over what role you've given them, check the other characters, see if they have the relationships you want them to have. Back up even further. Are they in the correct place in the story?
And uh, when in down, throw spaghetti at the wall and see what sticks. :) thinking outside the box and being purposefully ridiculous can something help stretch that imagination muscle.
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In the idea of Casey killing Shredder.
He and Leo have a talk.
It starts as well as you expect.
"You don't understand anything! You've never lost anyone, how would you know! Your nothing Jones, nothing!" Yells Leo, he throws his cane and the tea Casey had handed him falls to the ground.
And than he's on the ground, looking at it in horror.
Casey doesn't say anything, he let's the cane hit him and stands perfectly still.
Leo hates it.
He wants the old Casey, he wants the Casey who would've yelled and made some douchey one liner about how he's better than everyone because he's Casey Jones.
The Casey who would've been sat playing with Mikey and wouldn't have dared have trespass him in his father's room.
Casey crouches down, fishing out a rag and cleans the tea up in silence.
Before sitting a little way away from Leo.
And why does that make him feel more alone?
Casey puts the rag aside, taking out a locket from under his under his hoodie. He slips it off and hands it to Leo.
Who in confusion takes and opens it.
There's a woman laughing, her eyes a bright and familiar brown. She's holding a bundle in her arms, a baby who smiles back up at her. A man stands beside them, a familiar smirk on his face and the boy on his shoulders is just as happy.
"My mum died 5 years ago" says Casey quietly, and yet it echos in the silence.
"She was at the park with me and my sister, their were some mutants working with the purple dragons harassing some folk. My mum got involved, the folk were okay but she died before the ambulance came."
Guilt filled Leo, it hitting him what he had done and wanted to apologise but Casey held up a hand and he stayed quiet.
"My dad was never moved on, he was a star hockey player. Now he just spends all his winnings on booze and sometimes comes home from a bar. He never stopped grieving my mum, when she died he did too."
Casey, who had been looking down at the ground looked up at Leo.
"I was a mess, I just wanted my mum back. But as much as I wanted to just rot in my greif... my baby sis needed me. We had no one else but each other."
Leo looked down, handing the locket back to Casey who tucked it back under his hoodie.
"But your right, I don't know nothing. I can guess how your feeling, I can try to help but what you do and how you feel is up to you. I just....you lost your dad, and I don't want you to lose yourself too."
Tears fell from Leo's eyes.
And without even needing to ask, Casey shuffled over and held him.
Held him as Leo sobbed, as he grieved.
He grieved the child he was.
He grieved the perfect ninja he could never be.
He grieved his father, his sensei and all the memories they'd shared together, the good and the bad.
And Casey held him throughout, gently rocking him without a sound until Leo slumped in his arms.
"I'm sorry I shouldn't... There was no excuse for what I said."
Casey rubbed his head much like he does with Mikey "your forgiven."
Just as easy as that.
"I... Don't know what to do.." He thought he sounded pathetic but Casey just smiled.
It was small, genuine.
"We'll figure it out."
We.
Together.
Something about that soothed Leo's soul.
He didn't want to move, didn't think he had the energy to but Casey didn't object. He merely moved a bit so he could hold Leo comfortably.
Leo hasn't been held like this in a long time, claiming he was far to old for it.
Now, now he let himself sink.
"Could we...have some tea?"
He looked at the spilt cup guilty, Casey had just been trying.
Casey chuckled warmly "sure" Leo momentarily mourned the loss of comfort but Casey returned soon enough and held him just as before.
The tea wasn't like his father's but it was wonderful all the same.
It was a soft familiarity with something new.
"Thanks, Casey"
For everything.
Casey smiled "I know we aren't as close but I'm here for you man."
Leo smiled back.
He looked at the portrait of his father and Teng Shen. "Do you...do you think there still with us?"
He momentarily prepared himself for the look of disbelief but Casey nodded with a fondness to it.
"Yeah, probably having tea with my mum telling embarrassing stories about us."
For the first in a long time, Leo laughed.
He was a long way from being okay, they all were.
But sitting here, drinking tea with Casey.
Leo allowed himself to breathe, they would be okay.
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🧑🍼🫵🩹💛🧪🧫 💉 🦹 😡 🐱 👹
HOLY-
Okay
mischievous giggling
(I hint at transphobia at the end of the first answer so skip that if it's a topic of discomfort)
🧑🍼"How does Splinter raise the boys"
Not GOOD
He's only raising them out of feeling guilty when he tried abandoning them in the sewers after he got mutated. He can't go anywhere anyway, what's the point?
Dannie came into the family with OPINIONS and Leo has a lot of problems (limited mobility, no hands, inability to talk for two years, etc) so he pretty much gave up on them pretty early.
After a certain point he let Leo and Dannie raise themselves and focused only on Raphael and Michael, telling them to prioritize themselves over the rest of the team if that tells you anything.
He does not respect Raphael changing his name and pronouns and gets really mad every time he remembers Raphael doesn't braid his mask tails anymore.
🫵 "Who do you project onto the most"
Whatt?? Why would you assume that I project onto any of them? I would NEVER-
Raphael. It's Raphael.
If I gotta have problems then so does he >:(
Gender/sexuality-wise this does not apply the closest it is is us both being transmasc in some way.
🩹 "Who is the medic"
THAT happens to be Dannie! It's part of the reason why her chemical scars are so bad, nobody else really knew how to deal with them.
This becomes a problem after Dannie leaves and everyone else gets freaked out at injuries within the team.
💛 "Is there a Jennika in your au"
Rahhhh unfortunately no :[
I might make someone in the Foot Clan be Jenn, but given how many turtles I've already made I feel like making her a turtle/main part of the story would kinda crowd things dsfghj
🧪 "Where does the mutagen come from"
In short, the Kraang.
In long, the Kraang opened a portal to earth and tried to step through it. Unfortunately with how Earth is made up, they kinda just started to disintegrate upon entering (Kraang can age and die, but in Dimension X dying is physically impossible. You stay animated no matter what, you really don't have a choice in the matter). They rapidly aged and started decaying. The base of mutagen comes from a reaction in their skeletons when they start rotting! The O'Neil company and the Foot Clan decided to utilize this.
🧫 "Were your turtles mutated intentionally or on accident"
Intentionally, though not because people wanted turtle mutants. They just wanted to test how the mutagen worked at mimicking human muscle, organs, and brain activity! Seeing how well a turtle shell could form into a human spine was one of the main reasons they were used. Mutagen was meant to be able to mimic life in the possibility of reanimating corpses.
💉 "Do any characters get mutated during the main story"
Yup!
Mona Lisa, Mondo Gecko, Alopex, TigerClaw, a bunch of background mutants, April, and Shredder all get mutated!! Pretty much the entire local area around the Turtles ends up getting mutated because Stockman does a Thing.
That's not including Dannie using her hand as a mutagen test and giving herself three fingers and when Leo gets re-mutated!
🦹 "Who is the main villain"
Karai is the main villain of GPR, followed closely behind by the Kraang which are the most dangerous villains.
😡 "What is your villain's motivation"
To bring her war criminal dad (Shredder) back from the dead via mutagen! They didn't have any left and were originally stealing supplies to head back to Dimension X, BUT Dannie just happened to come at the perfect time! She could do the dirty work for them in her quest for validation <3
🐱 "Do any of your characters have pets"
Dannie HAD a pet tarantula and currently has an ant colony and the feeder bugs she raises
Michael has a cat (Klunk my beloved)
Casey has a pet snake!!
April had a pet turtle as a kid but he disappeared under mysterious circumstances *stares Dannie directly in the eye*
👹 "Are there Yokai/supernaturals in this universe"
Usagi.
He's the only one.
He's not from this universe anyway he's here on accident everything is weird with that guy.
(He's not a Yokai, but he's not a mutant either. I'll have to explain him further in depth later but sdkfjsf)
#tmnt#tmnt au#tmnt iteration#green painted ruins au#asks#HEIUEHWI#Thank you for letting me ramble I owe you my life#/j#ask game
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you made your own version of turtles??
tell me everything 👀👀
sorry it took me so long to answer it i WAS gonna put a detailed description of everything here but it got deleted halfway through writing it and i am Too Tired to rewrite it so here's a bunch of different discord snippets ive written abt it + a character list thing.
Donnie: Spotted pond turtle. The oldest. Deaf, uses modified sign language and AAC to communicate. Has the power of foresight. Very powerful visions can cause seizures (not fun) the spots on his shell are often painted purple by Leo.
Leo: River cooter. Middle child #1. Likes to cause trouble for fun and do dangerous things. the artist of the family. Has lightning/electric powers. Speaks fluent Japanese and sign language.
Mikey: Gulf coast box turtle. Middle child #2. Fire powers. Looks up to Leo a lot and often goes with him on his trips to cause trouble. Punk, wears lots of black and orange. Has a minor crush on Casey (but like who doesnt)
Raph: Albino wood turtle. Youngest child. Short ass mf. Density manipulation (ITS COOL I PROMISE LOOK https://powerlisting.fandom.com/wiki/Density_Manipulation ) . Often doesn't get visibly/verbally angry at his brothers, but does get very obviously violently angry at literally everyone else. (AKA rise raph around his family, 2012 raph with everyone else)
thinking about the fact the Kraang while trying to make the baroque turtles into super soldiers because their robot bodies are weak af gave them like these insane powers so when Splinter adopted them this poor, grieving, traumatized old man had to not only take care of four rambunctious and mischievous turtle babies, he had to take care of four rambunctious and mischievous turtle babies who could set themselves on fire and walk through walls and short circuit every electronic device in his house just by sneezing, and have prophetic visions. poor guy
like imagine the terrible twos splinter is running around trying to find Raph because its bath time but he keeps walking through sewer walls, he's carrying Mikey but he has to drop him because he spontaneously burst into flames again, Donnie is literally the only one who is in the bath because he knows they're going to watch his favorite movie as a treat afterwards, and Leo read somewhere that electricity powers mean you can possibly read someone's mind, so he's following Splinter around trying to read his mind. and splinters like "How did I get into this situation"
okay so in this vers Splinter and his father had come from Japan (Haven't figured out why yet) and somehow ended up in a sort of rebellion against the kraang (it's just them two trying to thwart their plans) ne day they go in because they heard they're experimenting with some kind of supersoldiers, and they find out that they mutated four teeny tiny helpless baby turtles. So they're like "we gotta save them!!" But in the process they set off a mutagen bomb accidentally which mutates Splinter into the rat (Idk they just had some sopping wet pathetic rat dna in it or something) Splinters dad fucking dies but he manages to escape to the sewers with the turtles and trains them in ninjitsu. However, 15 years later he learns that his father DIDN'T die, he was brainwashed by the kraang and is now the Shredder and he wants to fucking kill them
I am also currently thinking about. newverse karai (Sentient robot)
I wasn't originally going to have voice claims for the baroque boys but then I listened to War! and heard Zach Callison go "What? You didn't know?" And now that's B!Leo's voice claim
the baroque was an artstyle in the late 1400s and as told by this snippet, this fits my turtles in more ways than one; the turtles, who are mutants and therefore not accepted by society and probably would be described by humans as grotesque or ugly or whatever. But they're also elaborate. Leo (who is the artist of the family in this version) cut's his mask tails into little lightning bolts and starches them so they keep their shape. raph is a creamsicle. Mikey is punk (spikes) and also has his mask tails cut into little flames (unstarched, though) and even Donnie has Leo paint the spots on his shell purple
(not a discord snippet, but i havent actually talked about my kraang or bishop in depth yet) in this version, the kraang (who look more like 2012 kraang but arent a hivemind) are still aliens ofc, but thereres these four kraang who are ostracized by their alien society bc theyre kinda pathetic, so they banded together and came to earth in hopes of taking it over and transforming it yadda yadda to prove to the other kraang they arent bitch ass losers. when they get there, however, they meet a cyborg woman with a mysterious past who offers to make them a wonderous mostly robotic army. they agree, not realizing that shes manipulative and insane, and she ends up just taking over their whole thing, the four kraang are kind of just her servants now but she works under their name. (this is bishop, by the way. if rise can make casey a woman than i can make bishop a woman #feminism)
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tmnt 1987 - Were-Rats From Channel 6
so the rat king just has mutagen lying around. okay. and he realizes that he can make rat mutants with it. okay. so he takes two humans and mutates them into rat people instead of just... mutating his rats into humanoids? bro. you have rats. you are human dna. connect the dots.
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raph is so often competing with donatello for my favorite character in this one. leo, april, and splinter are all so cheesey, and I hate the way michelangelo talks. raph is funny. but i like don on principle.
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and of course the rat mutants are stealing cheese alone instead of other things like bread or nonperishables.
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I guess cats are enough to turn them back.
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stage whisper. gets em every time.
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"hit me with your best shot!"
he does and knocks the cieling down, burying michelangelo
"not bad"
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i love how shredder and kraang are like an old married couple, and bebop and rocksteady are like their two kids
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Vernon is such an ass
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the rat king needs a flute in this version haha L.
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"you saw a reporter transform into a mutant rat and you didnt tell anyone?"
"i dont wanna burn my risotto!"
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"i jUSt CanT tAKe aLl THIs sUSpeNsE"
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i love how bebop and rocksteady just shoot up the place so they can get lunch
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"maybe we wont have to clean our room when we get back" like if they do a good job
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april was already a cat, does she really need to be a rat too?
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"that stuffs supposed tk be green, not tutti frutty" people say that shit about you too bud
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splinter was NOT with them earlier
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why is everyone so off model here?
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who ships cheese and explosives on the same flight?
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"not so fast, squeaky!" hey i had a rooster named squeaky once
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why is the rat king dressed like that tho. the bandages make no goddamn sense.
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why is the plane flying straight up?
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"dont worry, the plane won't crash." bebop is driving
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she should have said cowabummer as be fell from the plane
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just fly the plane directly into the technodrome
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"how are you going to land this thing?"
"i dunno.none of the controls work"
"then why are you sitting in the pilots chair!?"
"i always wanted to be a pilot :)"
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"this is one of those days i think i should have stayed in bed" awwww bebop 😢
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uses the same eating sound effect 3 times in a row.
#tmnt#liveblog tmnt#liveblog#cae watches tmnt 1987#tmnt liveblog#tmnt 1987#liveblog tmnt 1987#teenage mutant ninja turtles
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...okay I wasn’t going to say anything but I keep thinking about it.
If Draxum got teleported to the 2012-verse as part as some crossover epi, you just KNOW he would be all over Bebop, Rocksteady and ESPECIALLY Tigerclaw
#rottmnt#baron draxum#tmnt 2012#bebop and rocksteady were the best part of 2012 and I'd sit through a crossover to see them again#shredder: okay so here are my mutants and you can use them if you want-#Draxum: They're BEAUTIFUL#Shredder: Excuse me?#meanwhile Bebop and Rock are all about the compliments while TC just stands there looking mildly embarrassed#draxum is a useless furry#silly stuff
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A Hard Choice To Make - Part 1
"Go talk to him. It's the only way to wash your emotions away." April, the reporter of Channel 6, advise you.
"No!" Your eyes went wide "No, I won't!"
"Then do you want to live with it stuck into you for the rest of your life?"
You lower your head, not knowing what kind of response you should give besides this not-desired possibility. April is right.
Since you met the brothers—three years ago—you have created a strong family bond with all of them, specially with the fearless leader in blue who your heart shines for. You knew that something within you is brougth to life every time Leonardo is around, and it is kind of torture because you literally fell in love with this terrapin.
But there's a doubt haunting you: Is Leo with the same feelings about you? The objection behind it is almost invalid in your point of view. He is the leader of his group, known as being the only one who tries to keep his brothers in line, making decisions for each time they are out for patrol, dealing with the most heavy and difficult choices and moments throughout their adventures. And you... You are just a human as you always say.
You sigh, turning your eyes back at April "Ya know, I have no idea if he feels the same about me. I'm afraid of how he'd react from my declaration."
April leaves her desk, and sits next to you on the sofa in the living room of her apartment. "Y/N..." she said softly, landing her slender hand on your shoulder "Soon or late he will know; but if I were you, I would go talk to him. He won't figure it out alone". You nodded, staring at the floor again with your mind lost in an ocean of thoughts and emotions. "Try, Y/N. Do not let it consume you; or it will get worse" the reporter rubs your shoulder and embrace you in a comfort hug.
"Would you like me to talk to him?" She offered herself.
"No! No... I must be prepare myself first."
April let's out a soft giggle "Okay. Take your time, sweetheart. Call me if you need help." She smiled.
You let the comfort of her embrace take you completely as a help to try to kick out your anxiety, but your nervousness insists to stay. How would you say to the most respectable man that you're in love with? How would he reacts? Will he treat you in a bad or good way? You knew he wouldn't treat you like an idiot or something but even that you are not secure.
A few weeks has passed since April's advice.
You and Casey Jones were called by Chief Vicent to attend a meeting at NYPD police station for a debate about Shredder after his sudden disappearance in the day that Technodrome has appeared in the sky. And for your surprise you're not the only one who were invited.
Your mutant turtles best friends are there.
And speaking of them...
"Hey Casey and Y/N!" Mikey was the first one who came up to welcome you both as you enter in the police station. "Finally you're here! Chief Vicent is waiting for you" the young brother pointed at up stairs of the building.
You and Casey went quickly to the second floor.
Arriving there, Mikey pointed at one of the several rooms throughout the large corridor. From outside you could see three shells facing the only door of the small space, and your eyes shone. In the middle of the three massive terrapins, a blue and well-written kanji with a pair of katanas.
"Y/N? Are you coming or...?" Casey called, noticing your behaving.
You froze, desperate about what you would do with that handsome man a few steps away from you—actually standing on the other side of the table.
Gulping, you walked behind Casey as you both enter the room.
"Good evening, Casey Jones." the blond-haired woman nodded from the other side of the rectangular table, facing you both "And Y/N" she nodded again, sharing a polite smile. Other three pairs of eyes landed on you while you stand beside Casey "Hey, guys" Donnie waved with that cute grin he has. "Hey..." Raphael said with a neutral voice; and finally Leonardo who, as Chief Vicent, shares a nod and a smile.
Oh God, that smile makes your bones shiver.
"So what are the news, Chief?" Casey asked, leaning above the table to watch papers and pictures scattered above it.
"We got a prove that Shredder must be still alive" she continued "We have captured Karai who was with him in the day that Kraang has arrived on Earth for the first time, and has confessed that Shredder was teleported into Technodrome. It was the last time she has seen him" she finished, glancing quickly at Shredder's picture on her right side and then looked up at everybody there present.
"Wait, wait..." The hot head turtle interferes "Last time? But how? Karai and Shredder used to work together all the time! Perhaps she is laying-"
"We don't know, Raph." The leader cuts his brother, then Mikey continued "Or maybe Shredder is working for Kraang.", Donnie moved his body a bit to stand face-to-face with his brothers and continued "We do not know if all those suggestions are valid, but I fear what Mikey said. Shredder must be working for Kraang."
Chief Vicent nodded positively, leaning above the table "I wouldn't discard this possibility."
The idea of Shredder working for Kraang freaks you out. Shredder is known for being dangerous, and Kraang is known for being deadly; and the two of them together is a nightmare.
After a few minutes of silence, Casey questioned "So, what are we gonna do now?"
"Wait. For now." Chief Vicent responded, not breaking her eye contact with the Shredder's picture beside her, and the room was filled with Raph's indignation voice "Wait?! How much time of wait?!"
"Raph, more respect!" Leo punch his brother's arm, murmuring and shaking his head in disapprove by his brother's behaving.
You tried to not giggle by their brotherhood behaving.
"We don't know..." Chief Vicent replied "but all we can do now is use what we have available to find Shredder; and Kraang. I'm highly doubt that Shredder isn't on Earth. Maybe he was brought back by Kraang. As you said before, Donatello" she pointed "the atmosphere in Technodrome is toxic for those who have a normal cardiovascular system. Hardly Shredder would survive in that thing out there".
"There's an interesting point" Leo continued "But It's been months since his disappearance and till now no one has seen him. For sure, if someone have, they would warn us."
"Or they would help him" Raph participated one more time "We don't know if someone is his follower."
"You mean a new Shredder?" Mikey asked, surprised.
"I would freak out if it is true." You said.
"Me too." Chief Vicent agreed, sighing.
The worst nightmare of the boys is that another (or other) person ended up like Shredder. For sure someone out there have inspired themselves on that horrible assassin and perhaps will keep on doing his dirty work as a next generation of the Foot Clan. It must be happening in any city, state or country right now.
After two hours of debate, Chief Vicent has decided give a break, and then back to the reunion.
You are checking out your Pinterest in another small room of the building to spend some time. But your is mind busy thinking more about Leo than paying attention to the pics on your social media. You just scroll down, the pics passing through your phone screen quickly; then your mind focused in flashbacks of your conversation with April a few weeks ago.
You want to confess your love for Leonardo. You want to face him and say how much you love him.
But why are you feeling something negative inside you?
You sighed, without knowing what to do. Your eyes lift from the screen and scanned the small room around you. There's a desk with a deactivated computer in the left and a cupboard on the right. Cupboard? Why is it here in a office? Maybe this room is used like a kitchen. And speaking of it... where's the coffee machine and other stuff used by workers?
You shrugged, ignoring it and paying attention to your phone again.
"Y/N?" A familiar deep voice called from the door frame. You jumped and quickly looked up at the person.
Actually, at the turtle.
"Oh, hey Leo" you smiled, pretending you didn't got scared by his sudden apparence. But he was giggling a bit "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you" he came in, picking up a chair and sitting beside you.
Butterflies started to fly wildly in your belly.
"Come on, Y/N! Say something!" you thought. "So... How's things going?". "Really, Y/N?! Is it all you can say?!" You coursed at yourself.
Leo glanced at you and says confused "Um... Things are great. Thanks." he smiled.
Now is the time. You have to tell! You want to tell! But you're fucking afraid.
Your thoughts says to do not do it but your heart says yes. You took a deep breathe, rubbing your hands on your thighs nervously and finally looked up at him.
"Leo..." You called softly.
"Hm?" He looked back at you in the eyes. It seems that your heart will get out of your chest, and you could feel your cheeks burning.
"I...".
He just tilted his head, waiting for your answer.
"I... am gonna take some coffee. W-Would you like some?" That's it. You wanna punch yourself in the face.
He lift an eyebrow—at least you could see.
"Um... Yes, please". He answered, still suspicious about why are you acting that way. You got up from the chair where you were and walked out of the room, but before you could leave, Leo grabs your arm and makes eye contact with you, worried "Are you okay?"
"Why? Yeah! Why wouldn't I am?" You tried to act as normal as possible, but you couldn't hide it from him. This man can notice if something is right or not. And you fear that. You don't wanna mess your moment. You just want to relax with him, and not put more worry into him. Leo and his brothers are already dealing with Shredder's disappearance which is shaking them inside out frenetically. And the last thing you want is bother him with your love.
"I'll be right back." You gently released from his massive hand and left the room, leaving him alone.
"Damn, Y/N! What's wrong with you?" the whisper leaves your mouth and suddenly you bumped with another woman, hitting your shoulder with hers.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry! Are you okay?"
"Oh, no. It's okay" the red-haired waved, grinning "I must apologize, I was distracted".
"Don't worry, I was distracted too." You giggled, then kept on your way to find a coffee machine which you have no idea where it is.
For sure your thoughts are torturing and preventing you by something you wish to do. You've been hiding your love for Leo for almost three years.
After ask a cob where to find a coffee machine you finally have found it in somewhere on the third floor of the police station.
"Okay, Y/N. You can do this" you whispered while you fill almost to the top two cups with the dark liquid. "You can do this. You can do this..." You continued to repeat, trying to fill you with courage.
"I'm ready. I can do this!"
Picking up the two cups with dark coffee youheaded back to the small room where the handsome man is waiting for you.
Stopping beside the door frame—you can't see what is happening inside the small room—you took a deep breath and get yourself ready for the long-awaited moment of your life.
Smiling, you walked in.
And froze.
Leo was there, as you expected, but he was kissing the woman who you accidentally bumped early on your way to get the coffee.
Your heart broke like someone has ripped it out from you.
It seems that the world has fallen under you; your body falling into an precipice.
You prepared yourself for three years for nothing. All the worries, expectations, and hopes you used to have, all that moments you've spent practicing what you would say to your best friend, all the great moments you and him spent. Three years of your life were wasted.
Leo and the red-haired woman broke the kiss and directed their eyes on you, surprised. You have to admit that you saw a light blush covering on his cheeks.
"Oh, Y/N." He said, smiling "Allow me to introduce you my girlfriend".
You felt a knot forming in your throat.
"Y/N, this is Melissa. Melissa, this is my best friend, Y/N." He used his hand to mention you and his girlfriend while introduce you both.
"Nice to meet you, Y/N." Melissa waved.
"Nice to meet you, Melissa..." You shares a small smile, hiding your frustrating, and waved back.
You take a step forward to place the cup on the small desk next to you. Some drops of the dark liquid slipped out from the object "You should drink before it gets cold, Leonardo." You simply said, trying so hard to not cry. The leader got surprised when you said his full name. It's rare to you do it. Since you both got intimate—as best friends—you started to say his nickname as you do with the others. He doesn't understand very well the reason of your sudden change.
"Um... Yes, I will". He pronounced every single word slowly, tilting his head a bit as he looks at you. Melissa noticed your uncomfortable expression and asked worried "Are you okay, sweetheart?"
"No!" you screamed mentally. "Yes! I am. I gotta go. Sorry." You whispered the last word, turning and heading out of the room, leaving the woman and your best friend together. Your eyes starts to get warm and a wet feeling of tears disturbs you completely; you refuse to cry in front of important and serious people from this place. So you forced your legs to walk fast towards the exit.
You were so distracted that you almost bumped Chief Vicent. You gasped.
"Hey, Y/N. We're going to back to our reunion right now. Have you seen Leo? I can't find him anywhere." the blond-haired woman asked.
"He-*deep breath* He's in that room." You pointed at the door in the end of the corridor. C. Vicent lift an eyebrow, studying your facial expression.
"Are you okay, Y/N?"
"No, I'm not!" You gulped as see Chief Vicent's eyes going wide by your anger, then you immediately completed, "I'm not feeling good..."
But before Chief Vicent had a chance to talk to you, you lower your head and ran away, the knot in your throat and the pain in your heart growing up wildly.
You couldn't stay in that building anymore, not with Leo there. Not with the news of his sudden dating with someone. All you want now is go home, lay down on your bed, bury your face into a pillow, and cry like there's no tomorrow—well, actually there's no tomorrow for you.
How much time Leonardo is dating? And why April didn't tell you about it? Or any of his brothers? Do someone know about his dating? Or does he didn't tell to anyone yet?
You don't wanna know.
Actually you couldn't blame him because he has no idea that you are in love with him.
And now you have to deal with a new reality.
#tmnt#bayverse tmnt#tmnt bayverse#tmnt x reader#tmnt 2016#tmnt 2014#tmnt leonardo#tmnt leo x reader#teenage mutant ninja turtles#teenage mutant ninja turtles out of the shadows
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@brightlotusmoon @errorfreak88 Part 3 of my bay/rise crossover.
Leonardo didn't know where he was, and frankly he wasn’t sure he cared. He was more concerned about not knowing where April and Splinter and Donatello and Raphael were. His brothers— his family! He had reached out to them, felt his fingers brush against Splinters, and then they were being pulled apart again. Pulled away from each other. Then Leonardo was flying out of the rift, clinging with all his might to the only one he had managed to protect. Michelangelo. He landed hard, skipping across metal with solid thuds like a rock on water as he clung to the box turtle’s shell, his baby brother still hiding within. The bouncing eventually turned into a slide that brought Leonardo to crash against a wall. Pain shot through his extremities, but it only made him hold on to Michelangelo even tighter.
The minute they stopped, Michelangelo popped out his shell with a sharp yipe, his arms shooting out and wrapping around Leonardo to cling to him like a security blanket. Leonardo couldn’t help but smile and rubbed the younger mutants head in a comforting motion.
“It’s okay, hermano. Just a little bit of a bumpy ride.”
Michelangelo whimpered and his nose went back into his shell.
“Oh come on! Don’t be like that!”
Michelangelo pulled his arms and legs back in as well.
“Awww, come on~” Leonardo pushed himself away from the wall to lean over Michelangelo and peek into the shell as his shadowed face. “You know you wanna come out!”
“Where is out?” Michelangelo asked, his voice carrying a strange echo.
“Er…” Leonardo looked around. He didn't recognize the place, a giant metal ball with a spiraling floor design and a high ceiling, a blinking light at the top of it. He hummed and narrowed his eyes at the luring draw of the light, but didn't acknowledge it Past that. “Pokeball?”
“What? No we’re not!”
“Well how you gonna know if you don’t come out?”
Leonardo smirked and leaned back to give Michelangelo enough space to emerge. Michelangelo peeked his nose out once more.
“That’s it! Just a little more!” Leonardo encouraged.
Michelangelo’s full head poked out, and his neck too so he could look around at their surroundings. “Woah. This is so cool!”
“Cool isn’t exactly the word I’d use.” Leonardo whistled and stood up, reaching for his sword naturally. It was nowhere on his body.
“Hey uh— you don’t happen to have your yoyo, do you Miguel?”
“Um…” Michelangelo reached to his belt and frowned. “No. It’s gone somewhere… do you have your swords?”
“No.”
The structure gave a powerful groan and Michelangelo yelped, attaching himself to Leonardo’s side like glue. “It’s spooky here…”
Leonardo would be lying if he said that a similar anxiety hadn’t grown in his gut the moment they entered this strange place. Cold, dark, mechanical— everything Donatello loved, except without the eccentric nature. But he couldn’t be scared now. He has Michelangelo to look after, and right now his baby brother needed him.
“Hey hey hey, don’t get soft on me now!” Leonardo beamed, leaning down to Michelangelo’s level. “We just escaped the mother-freaking Shredder and you’re scared of a dingy little metal ball?”
“It’s not very little, Leo…”
Leonardo scoffed and waved a hand dismissively. “Potato potahto! Tomato tomatoh! Shredder, Giant Metal Ball of Doom! What’s the difference?”
Michelangelo didn't answer.
“The only one I can think of is that Shredder was waaaay scarier!”
“Oh really?”
Both turtles froze at the new voice. Leonardo gently placed his brother down, keeping an arm still wrapped around him to keep them both close.
“Well? What are you waiting for?” The new voice laughed in a mocking, wheezing tone, “Turn around.”
Leonardo could see no other option other than to obey. He gave Michelangelo a reassuring pat and held his brother just a little tighter before turning to face whoever it was that had called out to them.
The creature was big, a body near as broad as Raphael’s carapace and a shape that was loosely spherical. It’s entire body gleamed with a layer of slime that oozed out from folds on the sides of it’s head, and every so often a tentacle would reach up to gather the accumulating mucus and spread it throughout its body to keep itself moist. There was a crown on its head, a ridge higher than the rest of its body that slightly resembled the crown of certain dinosaurs. Leonardo could almost swear that whatever it was, was the brain of some massive creature, escaped from its body to do whatever it is that giant, tentacle-having brains do.
“Well?” The creature stroked feelers on it’s face, what could pass as lips parting to reveal tiny, dolphin-like teeth.
Leonardo only allowed himself enough time to blink before he forced his smile to come back and meet the strangers smirk. “Well what?”
The creature lunged forward, supported by pipes that extended out from the misproportioned battle suit, bringing it within inches of touching Leonardo. “Aren’t you scared?”
“Scared of what? A chewed up wad of bubble gum that gained sentience?”
It growled and one of its tentacles came down upon Leonardo, covering him in the thick, viscous coating of it’s body.
“Oh I’m sorry! Did I get some slime on you?”
Leonardo didn't flinch. He reached out a hand and poked the creature on the nose. “It is not slime, it is mucus!”
It growled and swatted Leonardo before pulling back again closer to its suit. “Who said you could touch me with your foul, disease-ridden hands?!”
“Hey hey hey!” Leonardo threw his hands up in surrender, “I bathe regularly! It’s Raphael you gotta look out for.”
“You think you’re funny, do you?” It squinted its eye at Leonardo.
“I think I’m adorable. Don’t you?” Leonardo put his hands under his chin and batted his eyes.
“I think you’re an obnoxious freak of nature.” It tried to draw forth a violent reaction, but Leonardo remained cool.
“Eh, aren’t we all?” Leonardo shrugged, “But this obnoxious freak of nature has a name. Do you?”
The creature seemed to consider Leonardo’s question for a moment before saying, “It’s Krang.”
Leonardo snickered.
“What?” Krang snapped, almost defensively, “What’s so funny?”
“Sorry— sorry!” Leonardo almost keeled over laughing.
“What’s so funny— what’s so funny, it’s just my name!”
“It’s just— ahahaha— did your mom hate you or something?”
Michelangelo started to finally get in on the laughing, and soon both brothers were almost falling over.
“I chose my own name— the Queen doesn’t have time to name all of us!” Krang defended, grunting as its features scrunched up.
“So you’re saying you have a face not even a mother could love?” Leonardo smirked, recovering from his laughter at will. “Man, that is depressing!”
“ENOUGH!” Krang shot two wired pipes forward to grab Michelangelo and Leonardo, squeezing them harshly. “Now you listen here, little turtles! I am not in the mood for games.” It’s eyes glanced between the brothers in an almost alien way, “And if all you’re going to do is play with me, then I’m going to put you away in my toybox.”
“Sounds fun!” Michelangelo piped.
“Fun?” Krang shifted to look at Michelangelo.
“Yeah! In a big box with a whole bunch of other people, having slumber parties every night!” Michelangelo hummed and sighed.
“Well, I’m glad you’re going to enjoy yourself. It’s an extended stay.”
Krang shifted slightly, its armor suit slow and topheavy, and at the press of a button on the suit the floor began to open up and reveal a spiraling display case. Rows upon rows of small, frozen containers. A thick layer of frosty smoke escaped through the opening and filtered out through vents. Krang hung the two brothers over the drop and loosened his grip just to feel the fear of his prisoners. Looking down into the endless abyss of bodies distorted by frost and age, Leonardo felt a sense of vertigo overtake him. It seemed Krang latched onto the fear almost immediately, judging by the evil expression on its face.
“Not so eager to visit the other toys now, are you?” Krang laughed and pulled Michelangelo and Leonardo back over solid ground, putting them down as the ground closed once more. “Now maybe you’ll play nicely.”
“Where are my brothers?” Leonardo demanded, “My family?”
“They’re fine. They were spit out somewhere or other. Does it really matter?”
“Yes.” Leonardo snarled.
“Hmm…” Krang rubbed their folds in concentration, “Then why don’t we make a deal, little turtle?”
“What kinda deal?” Leonardo returned to hugging his brother as Michelangelo cowered against him.
“I didn't just call you here to chat.”
“Well you’re sure doing a lot of talking anyway.” Leonardo grumbled under his breath.
“I brought you here for a far more important reason.” It folded its tentacles over its mouth.
“Care to share with the class?”
Krang huffed. “You have something that interests me— or more like had. You see, a year ago today I tried to take over the earth.”
Leonardo laughed. “Didn't do a good job— you didn't even make the news! I’m sure I would know if there was a broadcast about a giant brain in a robot suit tried to take over the planet.”
“Not your earth. A different earth.”
“There’s more than one?” Michelangelo asked.
“Oh, there is a plethora of earths, all slightly different from the last! But yours… intrigues me. It’s one of the more recent ones, and the use of your ‘mystic magic’ caught my attention.” Krang circled Leonardo like a cat with a mouse, “The way you teleport around with such ease, even without a beacon to guide you~”
“Spit it out, Gellatinous, I haven’t got all day.”
“You’re very impatient for someone whose at the mercy of one far smarter.”
“Eh, I can handle Donnie, but that has nothing to do with this.” Leonardo snarked off, “What do you want?”
“I have you, and I have your family, and I have your sword.”
“Great. And what does that have to do with the price of jelly doughnuts?”
“I want you to show me how to use the magic you possess, and afterwards I will let you and your brothers go back on your merry way!”
“I thought you were all knowing or whatever.”
“I never claimed that. I too need to learn like every creature does.”
“How do we know you’re not lying about letting us go?” Michelangelo pouted, sticking out his lip.
“Do I look like the lying type to you?”
“Yes.” Michelangelo and Leonardo said as one.
“Mm. Clever boys. Well, the answer is that you don’t know. But you don’t really have many choices either.”
“Mm. Fair.” Leonardo shrugged. “Whatchu need me to show you?”
“How to activate the rift that you’ve seemed to master.” Krang tapped its tentacles together.
“Oh that’s easy! You just take the sword and go woosh woosh,” Leonardo made vague gesture, “Then it goes all whoooooo whaaaaa bwaaaaa!” He made a motion of a rift opening. “Then you go all ‘take me so and so’ and badda bing badda boom, you’re done! That work?” Leonardo clicked his tongue and wink.
“What.” Krang narrowed his eyes.
“Well, you take the pointy part and go whish woosh, then slish slash, hundred yard dash, and you’re in Paris!”
“I— I don’t understand what you’re saying!”
“Well you take the thing and do the thing so it makes a thing then you go through the thing and bam: the thing is done! Take a break and get yourself a pizza for your hard work.”
“You’re getting on my nerves.”
“Exactly how many nerves does a brain have anyway?”
“I’M NOT A BRAIN I’M AN UTROM!”
“A who-trom?” Michelangelo tilted his head.
“AN UTROM!”
“You-tron?” Leonardo asked with a smirk.
“GRRR— just show me how to do it!” Krang pulled Leonardo’s sword out of thin air and dropped it into Leonardo’s hands. “And don’t think you can outsmart me!”
“Wouldn’t dream of it, K-Pop.” Leonardo took the sword and pointed it, dragging it to make a circle. His face illuminated the glow and he smiled.
“Yes!” Krang cheered, smilingly widely and holding out its tentacles to Leonardo. “Give it to me!”
“Yeeeeah, no.” Leonardo stared a moment and then winked before stepping through the blue and disappearing along with the mystic portal.
“NO!” Krang launched himself forward and grabbed at the space where the turtles had once been, “GET BACK HERE!”
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Monster
Prompt: Mistreated by Authorities
Fandom: TMNT 2012
Ao3 link: here
Summary: After the Kraang and the Triceratons and the Shredder, the world is finally safe, save for the scars left behind. But humanity is looking for a scapegoat to blame all the tragedies on, and their gaze lands on the mutants. Now, every government in the world is after any and all mutants, but first and foremost, they want the turtles.
And then the EPF capture Donatello.
First I’d like to thank the amazing @morikothehalfangel for beta reading this for me <3
I put way too much effort into researching the effects of torture by asphyxiation for this oneshot wow. I now know more about asphyxiation than I ever wanted to know but ~accuracy is important~
I mean I think it's accurate. I DID MY BEST OK and also I've been in the hospital because I couldn't breathe (asthma not torture i promise <3) so I based some of it a little on my own experiences, just amped up a billion percent.
Also I know a lot of people are like "THEY'RE TURTLES THEY CAN HOLD THEIR BREATH FOR A WHILE" but like- that's a great headcanon that I love reading about but considering they nearly did suffocate in that one episode where that one triceraton released all the air from their cell, I don't think it's canon. And even if it was canon I wanna write this so I'm disregarding it pff
PLEASE mind the warnings in the summary. Don't read anything that will trigger you, take your safety first ok? That's more important than reading a fic.
Okay, that's all. Please enjoy! and suffer.
TRIGGER WARNINGS: - Self hatred - Depression - Asphyxiation - Torture - Briefly mentioned suicide attempt -
Everyone is good at heart.
If you asked April 5 years ago what she thought about the inherent good or evilness of humanity, that would've been the answer she gave. A typical one, maybe, full of clichés and misplaced optimism, but it was also one she truly believed. Sure, sometimes that goodness had been shoved deep down and locked in a cage. Sometimes it was so long gone even its owner would forget it existed. Sometimes it was buried so deep not even god could tear it from its depths and bring it to the sunlight... but regardless, it was there, somewhere. To be good or not was just a matter of choice. Everyone was good at heart.
But that was then. And this was now. The time she believed in the goodness of all was before a time before a seething Casey Jones had marched into her apartment and shoved his phone into her face, a time before he said nothing as she read the article on the screen, her confusion slowly morphing into absolute horror.
"Mutant Responsible for Destruction of City Finally Apprehended", it read, and below that deceptive headline was a photo of someone she knew all too well. His mask was gone, one eye bruised shut, and a hand outstretched towards whoever was holding the camera in a last ditch effort to hide his face. It had been a fruitless endeavor, unfortunately; five more photos followed, and April had no doubt in her mind that there were plenty more in circulation elsewhere. Every news station in New York—no, scratch that; every news station in the country was rushing to cover this story, and probably a few hundred more channels across the world as well. It was big news after all. After years of trying to catch the so-called evil mutants the public had taken to blame for all of their problems, they finally got one of them. It didn't matter how wrong the stories were... the people who caught him were going to be praised as heroes.
"They got Donnie."
Casey's words weren't necessary—April easily recognized who was in the photo—but hearing them still made her breath hitch, all hope of this being a dream or imagined crashing down around her. This was all too real. Humans capturing the four brothers had always been a danger, they knew that, but to actually have it happen to one of them...
April guessed that after Tokka returned to Earth three years ago, they should've seen it coming. Bishop had tried his hardest to repair the Utrom's relationship with humanity, specifically the Earth Protection Force in this case, and had very nearly succeeded too. But the officials he was working with were stubborn, and after seeing the turtles in action themselves, they were terrified. It didn't matter that they had been working to save them or that they weren't the bad guys; those damn officials only saw a powerful threat they couldn't control.
They were evil men. And evil destroys what it can't control.
So they shattered what was left of the Utrom council's relations with humanity, and ensured the rest of the world did too. And then they used Earth's real saviors as scapegoats.
Aliens coming to Earth, capturing humanity countless times and mutating them into mindless slaves? The mutants' faults. The destroyed buildings and sounds of fighting and screaming all night long? The mutants' faults. The increase in robberies and kidnappings by inhumane creatures and robotic ninjas? The mutants' faults. Giant alien turtle lighting New York on fire? Mutants' fault. Dinosaurs invading? Mutants' fault. Ghosts rising? Mutants' fault. Cultish whispers? Mutants. It was all their fault.
And at the front of it all, they blamed the turtles specifically.
The four brothers pretended they didn't care. All of them. Mikey just joked about it, claiming those humans were clearly just jealous they couldn't save the Earth like they did. Raph got angry, obviously, but he pretended it was because of just 'humans in general', and that the accusations weren't hitting as hard as everyone knew they were. Leo used this to reason that they just needed to try harder and save more people... If they did more good, he said, people would speak up to defend them. He never quite managed to hide the hurt that came when no one did.
And Donnie... Donnie took all the allegations right to the heart.
He buried himself in inventions, the only one of his brothers who didn't seem to suffocate from the isolation, and never spoke of it. April tried to talk to him and Casey did too. Both were all too aware of the thoughts Donnie had about himself. While his brothers had their own insecurities, Donnie held the worst ones about just what he was. A Monster, he believed, despite their assurances he was anything but. This situation just made it all worse.
And then Donnie left the lair by himself. He'd gotten himself captured.
"What about his brothers?" April whispered, eyes still locked on the article. Casey sighed.
"They're obviously panicking... Leo's planning a rescue mission tonight, and Raph massacred his punch dummy and Mikey's trying to keep both of them from going on a suicide solo mission right now, in the daylight. It's not looking too good, Red, this isn't like any other time..."
It wasn't. They'd all been captured by the enemy before, but that was by underground organizations and alien terrorists and chaotic mutants. This was more than that. Donnie had been arrested by the EPF, a military organization... if you could even call it an arrest. He sure as hell wasn't gonna get a lawyer, that was for sure, and he'd probably be turned over to scientists the second he refused to tell them anything useful. This wasn't something they could just sneak into, fix, and then be on their way.
This was the entire United States government they had to go up again.
"We gotta get him out of there," April said, pushing the phone away. She couldn't look at it for another second. "He's barely been gone a day and his face is plastered everywhere online, we don't have a lot of time. When are the guys planning on going?"
"Right before sundown, so in about an hour," Casey said, returning his phone to his pocket. "I don't know what Leo's got planned, but we have just enough time to get ready and I told them we'd meet them there."
April nodded firmly, without even a hint of hesitance.
"Let's get going."
***
When Donatello was little, he liked to pretend there was a monster living under his bed.
A common nightmare among children, he knew what it was. Most children feared what lived under their bed, and when they did think there was one hiding there... it wasn't because they wanted it there; it was because they hated the idea. They would beg their parents to run into the room and shine a flashlight underneath, to hug them tightly and assure them that monsters weren't real, it's all in your head. Some braver children might even get up to check themselves, armed with a foam sword or a plastic spear, bravely embarking on a quest to kill the monster, for it was an enemy.
But to Donnie, the imagined monster under his bed wasn't hated. It was a friend. It was someone like him.
The fear of being a monster had started within the turtle when he was small, when he first started learning about the world above him. His brothers had found mankind interesting, sure, but it was he who wanted to know everything about them. What were their kids like? What did they eat? Why did they live so close to the sky? How did they look? How come they couldn't meet them? These were the questions that he'd sneak into Splinter's room for answers to long after his brothers had gone to sleep.
Because Donnie wanted answers, and his curiosity would never be satisfied until he knew all there was to know.
But as Donatello's knowledge grew, so did his own insecurities. He now knew what human children were like (different from him). He now knew why they couldn't meet them (they would be terrified). Because Donnie was a mutant. He was the scary monster they imagined under their beds, the one they wanted their parents to protect them from... He was what they feared.
So he took comfort in imagining his own monster under his bed, one that was even scarier than him. But he never hated or feared this monster. No, he wouldn't be like the human children. It didn't matter how scary this monster was, he decided, he would befriend and love it no matter how it looked. Because he was a monster too, and monsters had to stick together, right?
It only took a few years longer for Donnie to stop pretending he had a monster hiding under his bed (though he still took comfort in the thought every once in a while), but it took him much, much longer to stop thinking of himself as one. So many nights of sitting beside Casey and April, both assuring him he was anything but, and so many long years of doubting his place in their lives. It took determination on all three's part but eventually, he even saw himself as something normal, someone who could actually fit in their tiny group of three instead of the monstrous invader they swore he wasn't.
"We want you in this too," April had sworn, and Casey confessed the same only moments later. Donnie had cried. A day later, he finally believed them, and the three started the happiest relationship of their lives. He finally found himself fitting in, and finally, finally... he thought he had defeated his thoughts.
But that was then, and this was now.
He stood still as dozens of curious, terrified, and disgusted eyes watched him, some trying to get the best look while others tried to distract themselves from his existence. Never before in his life did he feel more like a monster than he did now. All of his progress had been destroyed.
Donnie stared at the men surrounding him on all sides, cursing the glass prison they kept him in. They didn't even let him have enough dignity to keep him in a normal, dusty, dirty cell with corners, did they? No, they had to keep him in a round glass one like some animal, one they could keep a constant watch over from all sides. He couldn't hide anywhere. He had to stand there in the silence.
Donnie wanted nothing more than to hide in his shell just to get away from the prying eyes. But that wasn't normal, was it? He knew that'd only make them stare even harder.
He wished they'd say something. The EPF had taken him, fair enough—Donnie knew they had been after them for months now. But instead of the torture, lifelong prison sentence, scientific experiments, or questioning he had expected, there was... nothing. After the tranquilizer they had shot him wore off, he'd been shoved in this stupid cell and left there for at least 6 hours now. Guards and various EPF staff watched him, spoke in hushed whispers about him and made a few phone calls, and even took a few photos, but that was it. They hadn't spoken a word to him.
Donatello didn't know whether to be relieved or horrified about that. He just wanted to go home.
"Come on, guys..." Donnie muttered, eyes focused on the single window in the room. It was starting to get dark out; his brothers should be coming soon, right? They were at least ready to go by now, if they weren't already on their way. He just had to be patient. "Please hurry..."
"There you are."
Donnie quickly turned around, cursing himself for not realizing that someone had snuck up behind him. To be fair, he had felt watched from all directions since the moment he had woken up, and still did, so one more set of eyes hadn't been much different, but even so... He was a ninja, damn it! He should have realized that someone had approached his cage before they even said anything.
There stood one of the EPF officers, clearly one of their higher-ups, judging by the many many badges he wore on his chest. He had a grim look on his face, yet a hint of satisfaction was hidden in his eyes behind the frown on his lips. Though Donnie didn't know him, he could tell just by looking at him that this was not a good man; he was a man out for power and without sympathy.
Donnie folded his arms across his plastron defensively and met his eyes. However, he was still upset about being given the silent treatment for three hours, so he didn't bother to reply.
They hadn't answered him, so why should he answer them?
"Not a big talker, huh? That's alright." The man said, voice matter-of-fact and calm as could be. "As long as you answer my questions, we won't have a problem, mutant. You don't have to talk any more than that, I promise."
Donnie clenched his teeth. The man smiled.
"You and those other turtles have been on the run for quite some time, haven't you?" He continued, hands behind his back. "I understand you four may not have much experience with the law, as you have been completely disregarding it for years now... but that's not something that's allowed.
"You're wanted by every government and legal system in the world for your crimes against humanity. You've nearly caused the extinction of mankind a dozen times over, yet you refuse to face consequences for your actions. On one hand, I see why you'd be scared to get caught for that, but it's still quite dishonorable, avoiding justice like that. You're running from the law. What should one make of that, mutant?"
'That you're all ungrateful pieces of shit,' Donnie thought, but managed to keep to himself. They nearly sacrificed their very lives just to save this stupid planet, yet here they were blaming him for it. He couldn't keep the scowl off of his face as the man continued to stare, though, no matter how hard he fought to keep his expression blank.
"It's not safe to let you continue to wander the Earth on your own. You'll try and kill us all again, and that's an international threat we can't let slide. But," The man leaned forward slightly, placing a hand over his heart as a sign of trust that Donatello knew better than to believe, "I am a very powerful man. You tell me where we can find the rest of those responsible, and I'll make sure you and the other mutants live a decent life. In captivity, of course, I can't change that, but it will be relatively peaceful."
Donatello tried to calm his breathing, keeping his mouth firmly shut. He didn't give a damn what this man would say; he'd never give up his brothers' locations—who did he think he was? He wouldn't tell him where any of the other mutants he knew were either. The EPF could do whatever they wanted with him... He'd never speak a word.
"Of course, there's other ways to get information out of you," The man continued, voice overbearingly calm and carefree. "Maybe not on where those other freaks are hiding. But there's plenty to learn from mutants' very existence, isn't there?" He grinned. His teeth were white and clear, just perfect enough to hide the rotting soul inside.
"We released your photos to the press already. Can you believe how many labs have offered hundreds of millions, one or two even billions, for you? We're still getting calls and emails as we speak."
Donatello was no idiot, he could have guessed that had happened already. But hearing it... He tensed, hoping the man couldn't see the fear he knew was already apparent on his face. He just had to ignore him. His threats wouldn't mean anything; his brothers would be there soon to save him, way before they could even consider doing that for real.
Besides, the EPF had spent months searching for and trying to capture him. Surely, they wouldn't just sell him off to the highest bidder that easily...
Right?
"Still not talking?" The man's expression darkened, "You don't understand just how much trouble you're in, do you? You're going to pay for what you and the rest of the mutants have done to humanity; I don't care whether you actually feel guilty for it or not. You will be sorry, Mutant."
"Donatello."
"What?"
"My name's Donatello," Donnie hissed out, too angry to even care that he broke his attempt at silence. "Stop calling me that when I have a name."
"I can call you whatever I damn well please, freak," The man replied, pointing a finger at him as though he were lecturing him, "You're lucky I'm even speaking to you right now. Everyone else I spoke to figured said it'd be pointless, and we should just ship you off right now. Mutant, I don't think you realize just how lucky you've been because of me. In fact, you oughta be thanking me."
Even the damn Foot Clan called them by their names, Donnie realized bitterly. Even the Foot treated them with more dignity than these people.
"The decision hasn't been made yet, but the Earth Protection Force is still deciding what to do with you. We've recently built a new high-security prison for mutants specifically in mind, and that had been the plan all along. However, we could always use the money we'd get from your bidders to upgrade it and arrest more-"
"We didn't do any of it!" Donnie couldn't take it anymore. He knew arguing was pointless and he knew it was probably what the man wanted, but he didn't care. "We saved the world, you- my brothers and I were the ones who stopped all that shit from happening! We saved Earth when you and the entire Earth Protection Force couldn't!"
"That's not how I remember it."
"Bullshit! You know you're all lying!"
"Memories are subjective," The man said, "However, the general consensus among the government, public, and us has been that the Kraang backed off due to our brief but effective alliance with the Utrom. The Triceratons-"
"You just want a damn scapegoat because you kept failing!" Donnie exclaimed, slamming his fist onto the glass walls in anger, teeth barred in rage and desperation. He knew his words were falling on deaf ears, but he couldn't take these lies. "We beat them! Not the EPF! We brought all the humans back from Dimension X and saved you all from the Kraang's mind control while you guys did nothing! We stopped the Triceratons! Me and my family nearly died—no, actually some of us did die—just trying to save the planet! The humans who did help us had nothing to do with you guys and it's because of us that you're even breathing right now! We-"
Donnie choked.
While he was shouted, the man had pressed some button, and it turned out the cursed dome he was in had more uses than just keeping him in one place after all. It started with a hissing noise from above and seconds later, a burning in his lungs. He gasped as the air turned frigid, the oxygen escaping from his grasp before he even realized what was happening. His hands flew to his throat. He couldn't breathe.
He fell to his knees harshly, ignoring the pain that came with it—all of his gear, including his knee pads, had been taken before he'd woken up—and clawed at his neck. Out of the corner of Donnie's eyes, he could see the satisfied gleam in the man’s eyes as struggled, gasping for air that just wasn't there. The edges of his vision flashed black.
But just before he passed out, the hissing changed and the air came back. Donnie gasped and inhaled with relief, savoring the feeling he hated that he still took for granted after how many times it had been taken away from him. He could breathe. He didn't bother rising from where he knelt.
"Tell me, Mutant," The man's voice was cold, and Donnie felt a shiver run down his spine. "Why would a monster sacrifice all that for the human race?"
Donnie didn't know.
"Well?" The man said, "That wasn't a rhetorical question. Answer me!"
"Earth's... it's ours too," Donnie hissed out, clenching his fists, "It's... it's just as much ours as... as yours."
"Is that so?" Donnie wanted to nod, to say yes, but he was frozen. Or at least, it felt like that. Humiliated and weak and terrified, Donnie wondered if they had paralyzed him when he wasn't paying attention... But he knew the only thing keeping him from moving was his own damn mind.
"I think you know as well as I do the Earth wasn't built for freaks like you," The man said, "And we sure as hell aren't going to let you just steal it from us. Not while I'm here, and not anytime soon after, you hear me? Earth's ours. It always has been."
Donnie felt a wave of relief wash over him when he turned, preparing to leave. He was still trapped in hell, but at let no one would talk down to him more if the man wasn't here... no privacy or not, it was better than nothing.
But then, the man stopped, tilting his head in thought. He turned back around and addressed another person on the other side of the room.
"Lower the oxygen percentage. Keep it just high enough so it doesn't pass out, but I want it as low as possible without that happening."
He walked away just as the hissing began, and Donnie couldn't help the tears from forming.
***
Two weeks.
Casey couldn't believe it had already been two full weeks since they'd last seen Donnie. How could they have let this have gone on for so long? They should have gotten him back days ago! But no, the calendar didn't lie; it had been fourteen days.
Fourteen days since they'd seen his gap-toothed smile. Fourteen days since the EPF had so cruelly snatched him from his patrol. Fourteen days since they kidnapped him and did who knows what with him. Fourteen days since they'd locked him away.
Thirteen days since they had first tried to get him back.
Casey grimaced at the memories. The first mission had been a failure, as had the second and third ones. Each building had been a fake one, framed as the place where they imprisoned mutants but really only a distraction. Donnie had never stepped foot in any of them... and with each trap they landed in, the team grew more and more desperate. Angrier and angrier. More and more heartbroken.
Casey hated it.
"What do we do, Red?" He asked April one night, sitting on the ledge of a roof and tossing a pebble off of it. It landed on a trashcan below with a satisfying clink, a sound that usually would've elicited a grin from Casey if it weren't for the circumstances. How could they have failed so much?
"I really don't know," April sighed, shaking her head, "We've searched everywhere in the city. I don't think they've sent him off somewhere, since I can still sense him in the city... but I have no idea where. I can't pinpoint him."
Casey looked out across the city, eyes sweeping over every building lining the distance. Though he knew it wasn't exactly true, it had felt like he'd searched every single one of them by now from top to bottom. Why couldn't they find Donnie? How many hideouts did the Earth Protection Force have anyways? So many in the city seemed excessive. Surely, they couldn't be hiding too many more.
Casey's gaze turned towards the water as the sun hovered over the horizon, casting beautiful crystals of light over everything it touched. It reflected off of the waves and met Casey's eyes, lighting them up gold.
And as they did, an idea lit up in his mind.
"April," He said, spinning around to face her, eyes wide and jaw slack, "What if we're looking in the wrong place?"
April frowned, folding her arms across her chest. "What do you mean?"
"They already know we know about all their buildings and hideouts in the city," Casey said, words tumbling from his mouth in a rush, "So why would they hide him somewhere we could find him? I'd guess they took him out of the city or even country, but you said you still sense him here. You know what that means?"
April shook her head. Casey rose to his feet, standing tall as he raised his arm and pointed towards the waters surrounding Manhattan.
"I bet they're hiding him out there, on a ship."
***
Donnie lost track of the days.
He'd tried to keep count, he really did. But there were no windows and no visible clocks, and each second spent in that damned dome felt like years. The circumstances inside didn't make it any easier to keep his mind clear.
Yes, the man had been true to his word and kept the air as unbreathable as was possible. His limbs were weighted and every movement took so much effort; speaking wasn't even an option. Even something as simple as thinking seemed nearly impossible when one was suffocating, and Donnie had no idea how to escape, not with how thick the walls were and how guarded he was. It wasn't normal glass, it was something special, something he couldn't break. All he could do was choke on nothing.
But he wasn't stupid. As impossible as the situation was, he tried to make do. He sat still and folded his legs, staying still and remembering the breathing techniques Splinter had taught him, just like they had when the Triceratons had tried to suffocate them.
At first, it had worked, but then the men caught on. They lowered the amount of oxygen he was getting even more and spoke loudly of their plans for him as a mutant, purposefully destroying his concentration with panic and anxiety. Meditation was impossible.
And even if it wasn't? Even breathing techniques couldn't save him from suffocation that lasted for hours on end.
So Donnie would gasp and claw at nothing, pleading internally for the air to return yet being met with no answer but amused chuckles. The sides of his vision would flash black and slowly grow until he was this close to passing out and ready to feel the sweet release of unconsciousness—Donnie started looking forward to that time when he could get a few short seconds of nothingness before he felt like he was dying again. Just take him away already!
But then, the second they noticed he was unconscious, the air would return all at once. Donnie would fling up from where he was laying and inhale the precious, beautifully crisp air with more appreciation than he'd known was possible. He knew it was just to keep him from dying on them and to keep him awake to suffer even longer, but he could never keep the relieved sigh from escaping his lips.
"So," The man would always approach him around this time, the same disgusting human every time. "Are you ready to tell me where the other mutants are?"
And every time, Donnie would only reply with an adamant shake of his head and narrowed eyes filled with false confidence. The man never stayed much longer after that. He would only shake his head in disapproval, mutter something along the lines of "those damn mutants..." or something about them being criminals, then he'd turn and walk away. The hissing would start not too long after that.
And the process would repeat.
On the fifth day, he really did pass out, and they were forced to give him a few hours to breathe properly, lest they gain a corpse replace their hostage. He didn't bother moving from the floor, feeling nothing yet too much all at once. He didn't think, only longed for his family's rescue.
On the tenth day, the man opened the cage long enough to walk inside and slap him once, twice, and scream in his face. 'Monster!' he screamed, 'Murderer!'
Donnie didn't react. The man was out of shape and old, someone Donnie knew he could normally take out without breaking a sweat. But after four days of struggling for a single breath, he didn't have the energy to do anything but stare.
At least he couldn't think enough to agree with his accusations.
On the thirteenth and fourteenth days, Donnie didn't bother moving once. Most of those 48 hours were spent zoned out and unaware of the passage of time. You could tell him it had only been an hour, or even that it had been three weeks; he'd have believed you either way.
On the eighteenth day, Donnie realized they weren't coming.
The men gagged him before he could bite his tongue hard enough.
***
It should have been obvious.
Staring at the ship now, April wondered how the hell no one on the team had thought of it before. Of course, the EPF would expect them to search their usual hideouts! Of course, they'd be ready for that! They wasted so much time searching the places they knew about that they had just... forgotten that this was more than just another gang or mafia or clan. This was a government agency with resources beyond imagination, they didn't have to reuse the same locations again and again and again.
April was just thankful they had stayed in New York.
"We go in, but we're focusing on stealth," Leo instructed his team—Mikey, Raph, Karai, Shini, April, and Casey—and pointed towards the ship, "We're not trying to take them out. Getting Donnie out is our first priority."
"No objections there," April replied, holding onto her tessen tightly. Casey scoffed from behind her.
"Yeah, definitely agree," He said, "But the second he's out, I'm burning the whole ship down."
"And everyone aboard responsible," Raph added on, eyes dark. Karai nodded in agreement while Shini grinned with delight.
Neither Leo nor Mikey had anything to say against that. Neither did April.
***
The air came back sooner than usual for Donnie this time.
He wasn't entirely sure why, usually it took a lot longer for them to give him a break. Or maybe it had been longer than he'd realized? Time was a strange thing, after all, and Donnie knew that he'd been out of it for a while.
He should probably stop questioning it and just be thankful for the brief break.
But now hands were on him, shaking him by the shoulders and screaming in his ears. What were they even saying? Donnie didn't know; tuning them out was easier. He was just tired of hearing the threats against his brothers and his family and friends and accusations. They could do what he wanted with him—he didn't care anymore.
But then they screamed again, and Donnie tried to focus, because the word they were saying over and over again was so foreign, yet so familiar. It was something he hadn't heard in a long time... wait, were they-
"Donnie!"
The man never said his name.
Donnie blinked several times, looking up and trying so desperately to see who it was. He distantly felt them remove the gag, though he knew he wasn't going to talk anyways, not with how dry his mouth was.
"He's alive," A voice cried out, shaking with relief. He wished he knew who it was, but try as he might, he couldn't make his vision come into focus. All there was was blurs of lights and colors, distant faces, and tears (though he wasn't sure if they were his or not). Green and black and red and orange and blue and more black and gray and yellow... He weakly reached out towards them.
Someone took his hand, squeezing it tightly. He wasn't sure who, but he was suddenly filled with an unbelievable wave of trust and peace.
For the first time in a long time, he felt okay.
Someone picked him up and suddenly, the lights and colors were changing, and he was moving. He blinked and he was outside and then he was sat down outside.
He blinked again, and finally, he could see the stars.
"Donnie?" A voice asked, and he finally recognized it. "Can you hear me?"
April.
He weakly nodded yes, and Casey was there too, grabbing his hand. Mikey sat right next to him.
He tried to sit up, still savoring the beautiful night air, never before appreciating the air of New York City as much as he did at that moment. But something else was on his mind; where were the others? Where were Leo and Raph? Where were the others he knew he saw with them?
"Hey, calm down Love, they're okay," Casey quickly calmed him down, tightening his hold on his hand. Donnie shook his head.
"W-where?"
"They're just finishing up something," Mikey promised, wrapping his arms around his brother in a tight hug. "They'll be out soon."
Donnie nodded, finally with someone he knew he could trust the words of. He breathed in deeply, and looked back forward, out to the ship he now realized he must have been on.
And just as he caught sight of it, a brilliant light erupted from the ship, a radiant explosion of reds and oranges and yellows, casting the same colors across the waves. Fire spread across the deck that was left. From the corner of his eye, he could see his brothers and Karai and Shini approaching, having finally finished their mission, but Donnie could only keep his eyes on the destruction behind them. Donnie imagined that he could hear the man's screams through the wreckage, though he knew individually, he couldn't; they must have been drowned out by the cries of everyone still aboard.
The fire raged on. It was a sight of pain and death and destruction, one that only a monster would take delight in to watch.
And Donnie smiled.
#tmnt#tmnt 2012#tw torture#tw asphyxiation#tw suffocation#tw suicide mention#tw suicide attempt#tw self hatred#tw depression#teenage mutant ninja turtles#tmnt capriltello#tmnt 2012 donatello
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tmnt 2012 x miraculous ladybug headcannons based on the nyc special?
This could be its own what if!
(What if the NYC Special was a TMNT 2012 crossover?)
-Most of the story beats in Paris are the same. Marinette gets permission to have Adrien come to NYC. Ladybug asks Chat noir to guard the city, etc.
-Hawkmoth knows about the seedy criminal underbelly of NYC and tries to get intel from the Foot about the Eagle miraculous.
-The school that the class meets is from April’s school. She and Casey greet them.
-Casey hitting off with Kim and the other guys. April becoming friends with Marinette.
-Alya asking April about the weird sightings in the city. Which April tries to downplay, but Casey overhears and is happy to blab to the cute girl about some of the crazy stuff in NYC. (except he doesn't mention the turtles because he is a bro.)
-”Ninjas? Aliens? mutated people?! I need to get photos of this!” Alya practically rushed out.
-April glares at Casey over that. Which Casey is like “Oh come on red, how much trouble can one girl get into.”
-Marinette immediately runs after alya because she KNOWS! what trouble she can get into.
-April decides to follow to make sure nothing bad happens. She tells Casey to stay and not let anyone else leave. And Casey rolls his eyes but says sure.
-Nino notices his girl is gone and asks Casey if he saw her. Casey smirks says that she and a cute girl and his friend left.
-Adrien joins the conversation
-”We should find Alya and Marinette before they get in trouble with the teacher.
-Nino and Casey agree, (the later because he was bored.)
-Alya, Marinette and April end up running into Bebop. (literally, because he was cloaked.) He was not happy with alya’s comment on calling him a weird pig man. (she took photos)
-Alya almost got blasted but April saved the day, telling them both to run.
-Marinette tells Alya they should split up and get help. Alya agrees and they go. Ladybug will make a quick appearance.
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-The guys end up running into Rocksteady. who was not happy to see annoying hockey player.
-Adrien tells the two to leave, but Casey is already attacking. Nino says he will go get help. Adrien decides a quick appearance of chat noir would help.
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-April had put a call to the turtles as she was fighting Bebop, and just when Bebop has her cornered, a yo-yo swings in and yanks the pig away into a dumpster.
-”You alright?” Ladybug asks, leaving the red head confused. Who was the girl in the spots? Though, for some reason she felt REALLY familiar (can't fool the psychic powers)
-”Is that you Marinette?” Asking quietly.
-Ladybug dismissed the notion entirely and goes to fight Bebop, who was outtie 9000.
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-Casey realized that fighting a rhino without weapons was not smart. Thankfully just before he was street pizza, Chat noir jumped in.
-”Ill take it from here. Do you think you can give up, I don't want to fight an endangered species.”
-”The only thing that is facing the danger is you Comrade.”
-Cue fight with Chat noir holding his own against the rhino man.
-Casey admits the blond got style. And he NEEDS to introduce him to the turtles.
-Rocksteady gets a call from Bebop saying that they got what they needed and they needed to head back. So he tells the cat boy he got lucky.
-Casey notices the distress call and asks the cat boy to join him.
-”Its chat noir.”
-”Okay Chat”
-”WOW! Watch the pronunciation.”
-”Why?”
-”Nevermind just go.”
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-Donnie is the first to arrive on the scene, (worried about April.) April tells them she is fine, and then he realizes that there is another person that just saw them.
- “Ummm hello.”
-Ladybug had to admit, the pig was a lot at first. now the giant talking turtle. Then include the other 3 TURTLES.
-They introduce themselves. The Purple headband was Donatello, The blue headband, Leonardo, The red headband was Raphael, and the Orange one was Michelangelo.
-Mikey was hyped because “SUPERHERO!” and asks for autograph. Leonardo may or may not have an infatuation because (leader type)
-Casey arrives with Chat noir. Cue argument between the two. Which Chat noir feels ashamed.
-Mikey says “Ooof Superhero couple arguments are intense.”
-Leonardo feels he can relate to Ladybug, and takes her side on that. Donnie does as well. Raph and Mikey takes Chat noir’s side. Thus causing a divide for the team.
-But after the argument, Chat noir was able to explain what happened and that if anything should happen. He does have the akuma alert active and he can fly back. Which Makes Mikey have a field day with all the questions he want to ask
-The turtles bring the two back to the lair where they meet Master Splinter, who recognizes the miraculous.
-”You know about the miraculous?”
-”It is in the ancient Hamato book of legends. Powerful artifacts that contain powerful spirits that will give the user amazing powers and abilities. There was once one of my clan that did use one once, he had the power over storms. He was known as Hamato Ryu, the Dragon Shinobi.”
- Ladybug was fascinated by the legends, asking if he knew anything else.
-Splinter agreed to tell her more, if he could test her and her partner’s abilities. (they were both in the middle of an argument) so they were a bit hostile towards the other.
-Splinter kicked their buts hard. Even with their super powers. Splinter pointed out that they are both powerful, but they are not in sync. Should they learn to fight as one, they would be able to beat anyone.
-Chat noir and Ladybug still argue over the situation, and Raph recommends that they spar. Chat noir says he doesn't want to hit her.
-Ladybug says its a good idea, and cue them fighting. Chat noir and Ladybug actually do get out a lot of their hostility (which may have made things worse) out during the match. But an akuma alert actually stops it.
-Ladybug decides that flying to Paris wouldn't be fast enough and uses the horse miraculous to warp them both there.
-The turtles tag along and they fight Robustus (sentimonster)
-Ladybug then Leaves Chat noir in Paris, Saying now he can keep his word now. Which then leaves Chat noir a bit hurt.
-Now chat noir feels the brunt of his actions and is consumed with guilt.
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-Hawkmoth had managed to get the Eagle miraculous thanks to dealings with the foot.
-Hawkmoth thanks Shredder and agrees to his part of the bargain. To power up his mutants.
-He akumatizes Stockman fly into the ‘Mutanifier’ which has the ability to amplify the power of other mutants.
- Bebop, Rocksteady, Rahzar, and Fishface get upgrades. Bebop Now much bigger, His tusks Longer and he has wings. Rocksteady Now even tougher and taller then one of the Tryceritons. Rahzar moves even faster and his claws are much shaper. Fishface gets actual legs, and can shoot his scales like bullets.
-Shedder orders them to destroy the turtles.
-Hawkmoth then tells shredder that he wants two more artifacts
-”When I get the head of Hamato Yoshi, you can get your jewelry.”
-Hawkmoth can sense the amount of lose and rage from shredder, he decided not to akumatize him, because he seems to strong willed to concede to him right now.
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-The turtles comment that what Ladybug did wasn't cool. Donnie had to agree, it seemed like a jerk move.
-Ladybug dismisses it and goes back to her class.
-Alya was relieved to see her friend, but Adrien was still missing.
-Marinette was shocked to hear Adrien was gone. She goes looking for him, only to see the city of New York under attack.
-Ladybug must go back into the fray and she meets up with the turtles, who are outmatched by the powerful mutants
-They barely escape and Ladybug reveals she has a plan.
-Ladybug realizes its time to give her new friends some power ups.
- Leonardo gets the Dragon miraculous, Making him Kame Ryu.
-Donatello gets the fox and becomes Kame kitsu
-Mikey gets the monkey and becomes Kame gokuu
-Raph gets the Turtle and becomes Kame Kappa. (he does not like that his weapon is a shield) But he works with it.
-Mikey is LOVING the powers, though he is not use to the weapon. He asks Donnie if he wants to switch.
-The new hero team is able to beat the improved mutants and they even free stockman fly from the akuma. Which infuriates Shredder. Which Hawkmoth uses as a chance to *Free* him of his mental restraint and then akumatize him.
-That is when Hawkmoth akumatizes Shredder.
-Creating the wild and Powerful Doom-ja. Who had more armor and basically looked like a less mutated super shredder. All feral
-The doom-ja was deadly and beat the crap out of the team.
-Ladybug calls her lucky charm, only for it to show a postcard to Paris.
-She needed chat noir here.
-Chat noir was patrolling paris. Only to see a portal that he collides with. He was surprised to see it.
-Chat noir apologies to Ladybug about everything, and Ladybug apologizes for snapping at him so hard. They both agree that they could have handled it better and that they are a team.
-The two join with the hero turtles and fight Doom-ja.
-They take the lesson they learned from Splinter about fighting as one, and the two of them were able to knock Doom-ja off his rhythm. The turtles were able to destroy the akumatized helmet and defeat Doom-ja.
-Shredder now facing 6 super heroes and now more clear minded. He decides he would leave for now, mostly because he was angrier with another individual at the moment.
-Hawkmoth had been watching from the sidelines, and didn't notice that Splinter had tracked him down.
-While The heroes fought Doom-ja. Splinter fought Hawkmoth.
- Despite the powers, Splinter kicked his butt. Splinter comments the he can sense that he lost a loved one, and that his grief and rage have consumed him.
-”You will become no better than the shredder if you continue down this path. So take this as a warning, come back into my home with your obsession, and you will not get back up again.”
-Splinter had snagged the eagle miraculous from him before leaving Hawkmoth beaten and bruised. Hawkmoth crawled away, ego bruised.
-Splinter give the eagle miraculous to Ladybug, saying that a guardian would be best to overseeing the miraculous.
-Ladybug thanks him, offering to let him keep it. But Splinter says that they will be fine without it.
- The turtles say good bye to their hero friends. Ladybug and Chat noir are back to in sync partners.
-Adrien is back in NY and marinette is relieved to see him safe. Hugging him and forgetting her awkwardness for a bit.
-The class does get their fun sight seeing adventure, and the turtles let them have a break. Mikey asks if they can visit Paris.
-”Maybe one day.”
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Bayverse TMNT: a love confessing wedding (Leo x reader)
Summary: you meet the turtles and Leo falls in love with you, but never told you how he felt. you tell him the exciting news of the engagement, and he finds out who the groom really is. how will Leo stop all this and confess his love to you? read and find out!
Leo was in his room sharpening his katanas. he always thought about you every single day. he really wanted to tell you that he really loves you. the only problem is, he couldn’t say it due to the feeling of being rejected. he continues to sharpen his weapons, until he got a text. it was from you. it said: “could you meet me by an ally way? I have something exciting to tell you.” he smiles and heads out. as he got to the place you told him to meet you at, you finally made it and he smiles. “hey (Y/N). did April take you here?” you shook your head, and replied. “no. I walked. but I’m glad you came though.” you smiled and he smiles back. “um...so. you said you wanted to tell me something. what is it?” he was hoping it was about you telling him that you like him and such, but instead he got a different response that made him frown a bit. “I’m getting married. it’s next month. I’m sorry if I didn’t tell you earlier a year back. my fiance and I already have everything ready for it. it’s taking place in a large local church.” Leo stares at you frowning a bit with disappointment, but eventually shook it off acting like he is happy to hear about it. “oh! um...that’s wonderful to hear. I’m so happy for you.” he smiles a bit and you look at him smiling. “yeah. here’s the invitation if you’d like to come.” you give to him, and he nods thanking you. “well. I better go. I have ceremony practice to go to.” you say goodbye to him, but Leo stops you for a split minute, and he takes out a gift. “here. I made this for you. it’s not much, but....it’s something for you to remember me by.” you unwrap the gift which was wrapped in old newspapers, it reveals a rose origami. you stare at it, and you smile at him giving his gentle hug. “ thank you Leo. It’s lovely.” he hugs back and he feels like he doesn’t wanna let go. but still. he was still too nervous to tell you. you both say goodbye to each other, and Leo heads back home to the lair. his brothers notice how disappointed he looked. he sits down and sighs shaking his head thinking to himself that he should’ve told his confession earlier. but it may be a bit too late for that now.
a month has finally passed, and it was the wedding day. Leo was putting on a tux that is big enough for him to fit into. it was a good thing Casey and April got the tuxedos for him and his brothers to wear. April walks up to him and notices how unhappy he looked. “Leo. are you okay? you should be happy about (Y/N)’s big day.” he sighs and responds. “I know I’m supposed to but....I just....I can’t...I love her...she means everything to me. I should’ve told her how I felt earlier before any of this.” April pats him on the arm and looks up at him. “you’ll find someone one day. don’t worry.” Leo nods, and everyone leaves to head to the church. Leo waits for April and Casey while his brothers wait in the shell raiser, until he hears a voice from a nearby window. he looks into it, and it was the groom yelling on the phone talking to someone. “I will make sure the wedding is a success. once I marry this woman, nothing will stop us! it’s not just for the money, but to also kill those damn turtles! I will not have our men blow their cover!!....No! I will not let them escape! I promise you that!.....yes, yes! I will take out the leader first! he is the most obvious easy target. okay look. the wedding is starting in a few minutes. I’ll see you after the ceremony.” the groom hangs up, Leo was in complete shock. this guy is up to no good. he rushes back to the shell raiser where his brothers are at. he takes off his tux and grabs his katanas. “guys! head on home! there will be no ceremony! I gotta stop this thing!!” his brothers were confused. but Leo didn’t want any long arguments about it for right now. “no more talking! I got a wedding to stop!”
the wedding finally starts, and the priest start speaking. “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the union of this man, and this woman in holy matrimony, before the presents of god. before we start, is there anyone here present who objects this ceremony, and wishes that these two shall not be-” Leo opens the doors, and yells out. “I object! stop the ceremony! I have something to say! it’s very important! I beg of you! just listen!” everyone gasped as they see him, (Y/N) stands there baffled. “Leo....why are you doing this?” Leo walks up to you, and takes a deep breath. the groom tries to push Leo away, but then he pushes the guy back. “please. let me say my peace.” the guy stops and stares angry at the turtle. Leo turns to you, “don’t marry this guy. he’s not a good guy for you. you deserve better than this. and....I...*clears throat* um....I-I wanted to say that....I love you (Y/N). I always have. I can’t spend another day without you....and I mean that.” you stare at him as you start to tear up a bit. “Leo...why didn’t you tell me?....” Leo sighs deeply, and responds softly. “it’s because of me being a mutant. I thought you wouldn’t like me back because of it....now you know....” you both smile at each other and you both slowly lean into each other about to kiss, but then the groom snatches you away from him. “enough games!!” Leo takes out of his katanas, and starts to threaten him. “let her go!! I know what you’re trying to do! I heard everything!! so who are you!!?” The groom looks at everyone, and back at Leo. “you wanna know?....” then there was silence. that is when the groom takes out a microphone and talks into it. “it is time boys. we got him now.” suddenly, a bunch of foot clan soldiers uncovered themselves from their fancy attire, and surrounds Leo. “that’s right! I am the son of the infamous Shredder! I had to do something so I can make him proud to kill you! I will bring your head to him once I am done with you!! you think you call yourself a man? than why don’t you come and face me!?” Leo’s eyes turn from subtle to seriousness and rage. “with pleasure!” and so the foot clan attacks and Leo takes them out single handedly, and the son of shredder attacks Leo in the face. it was an endless sword fight, and Leo at first was winning, but then his katanas get knocked down. he never knew how strong and very skillful this guy’s fighting style was. Leo was trying his best to defend himself, but from every cut and blow lead him to being vulnerable. you couldn’t help but stop watching the horror. Leo was on the verge to passing out of exhaustion and defeat trying to keep himself up. you try to stop your fiance from killing poor Leo, but then you get hurt yourself as you get hit back hard from the bastard. Leo witnesses it, and then he becomes very angry and literally beats the living shit out of the guy, and almost killed him. but thankfully, he stopped since he knows that being a ninja doesn’t mean he has to kill others for justice. he runs up to you although injured, he doesn’t care at all. all he ever cared was you being okay. “Leo!” you both hugged each other, and Leo apologizes many times but, then you stopped him by kissing him on the lips. “you know, I kinda need that.” he smiles and slowly gets up as they hear the echoes of sirens from a distance. “let’s go home. I really some medical attention. I know for a fact Donnie will help out with that.” you all head to the lair. thankfully, at least the wedding is over....in a disastrously way actually.
a year later, you and Leo go out on dates, had your ups and downs during the relationship, but now, you finally decided to tie the knot. Leo was nervous of course. Donnie was chosen to be best man, and Mikey was getting a bit bored since he just wanted to eat the cake already. as you walked down the aisle, Leo couldn’t help but just stare. the ceremony was going well. and it was time to say the vows. Leo was trying to fight the tears. as he says his. “(Y/N), I have so many things to share with you that I couldn’t express. we may be different, and we may be judged by others in the outside world, but I will promise myself that I will never let anything get in between us. I will honor and cherish you, and spend our days together in our eternal lifetimes. I love you. and I hope our happiness will show that humans and mutants can live in peace and.....bring a new society that we all deserve.” you smile at him, and you say your own vows. “Leo. ever since we met, you were the turtle who never wanted to give up hope and take on the big responsibility as leader of your family. we always had great times spending our days getting to know each other and knowing we are different, we deserve a happy life. and I realize, we can’t live without each other. I will honor and cherish you, and I am happy that today, I call you my husband. I love you, and no matter who you decide to be, you are always human in my eyes.” you start to tear up, and the moment he wipes away your tears, he finally kisses you in the end. everyone cheered, and Mikey starts throwing a bunch of flower petals like a child “wooo! that’s my big bro right there!!” Raph rolls his eyes at him. “oh brother.” and so, you and Leo are finally happy being husband and wife and plus, hopefully mutants and humans may actually live happily together in peace.
THE END
(okay! and that was that! who should I do this next? Mikey, Raph or Donnie? I’d be happy to do more. had a lot fun doing this.) :)
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Tales of Dani - Chapter 2 - The Invasion (Final Part)
After escaping the Foot and Kraang Prime, the Turtles and April head back to the lair while Casey stays with an injured Leonardo in the Party Wagon, searching for his family. “Sensei!” Raphael calls out. “You in here?” April presses her fingers to her temples. “He’s not here,” she says. “I don’t sense him.”
Donatello picks up the picture of Splinter, his wife, and his daughter. “We gotta move,” he tells his brothers. “Everyone, gather one meaningful thing you want to take with you. First we find Splinter, and then we get out of town.”
The purple masked turtle walks to his lab and grabs a few things, mostly medical supplies. He then turns to a frozen mutant. “We’ll be back, Timothy,” he says. “And if we don’t make it, you should defrost in about seventy years or so. Hopefully the world is a better place by then.”
Michelangelo goes to the kitchen, opening the freezer. “I know this is your home,” he tells Ice Cream Kitty. “You know we have to leave, Ice Cream Kitty. Now come on, kitty kitty.” He tries to pull her out of the freezer, but she did not want to go. “Easy, easy.” Michelangelo manages to pull the mutant cat out, putting her in a cooler with two boxes of frozen pizza. “Just squeeze in there between the frozen pizzas.”
Raphael went to his room, removing a can out of the way. He grabs a photo of Slash that was taken some time before he was mutated. “Wherever you are, I hope you’re safe, Spike,” he says sadly.
(Meanwhile)
"I need a lot more training,” Dani admits to herself. She didn’t know how long she ran, but she kept going, worried that she won’t be able to find Slash or a place to hide. She felt guilty leaving Splinter behind while he was fighting Shredder, but she knew she had to get herself to safety before she gets hurt even more. Suddenly, she heard a voice shout, “Hey! Down here!”
Dani came to a screeching halt and turned to see a middle-aged man waving at her. She came down from the rooftop and landed in front of him. “Who are you?” she asked. “The name’s Kurtzman,” he responds. “I’m a journalist who knows a lot about the Kraang. It’s a good thing I found you, miss. This city’s in chaos! Quick! Come with me inside.”
Kurtzman opens the door and motioned Dani to go inside the warehouse. She was hesitant. He seems to have a lot of knowledge, but.. can she trust him? What would Slash do? After a moment Dani sighed. ‘He would want you to be safe,’ she thought. She enters the warehouse, hoping that she will find a way to stop this invasion, and that Slash would be okay.
(Meanwhile)
The Turtles and April enter the Party Wagon and escape Kraang Prime. As soon as they were inside and the vehicle drove off, Donatello covered his unconscious brother with a blanket. “I’m sorry, Leo,” he says. “You were right. If we’d just left the city when you said, the Kraang would never have found the lair and started the invasion. None of this would have happened.”
April glanced around at her friends. “I have a place we can go upstate,” she says. “My old family home. We used to go there every summer. We can stay as long as we want, no one’s around for miles.” “Upstate, huh,” Casey says pulling his mask up, “Sounds good to Casey Jones.” April asks, “Did you find your dad and little sister?” “No sign of them,” Casey sadly responds, keeping his eyes focused on the road. “They probably got Kraang-atized.” The redhead rests her head on his shoulder.
"What’s gonna happen now, Raph?” Michelangelo asks. Wrapping his hand around his brother’s shoulder, Raphael shakes his head. “For the first time in my life, I have no idea, little brother,” he says. “I miss Master Splinter...”
(Meanwhile, in the sewers)
The mutant rat was washed through so many tunnels underwater. Shredder managed to defeat him and throw him down a pipe. A tail grabbed hold of him and took him to the surface. Gently setting her father down, Karai touches his face for a response. The only response she received was a shallow breath. She jumps back to the water and disappears.
(Meanwhile)
Inside the warehouse, Dani sat alone in the couch, while Kurtzman stepped outside to see if anyone needed help. She was still in shock. So much has happened. The Kraang invaded again, Leonardo is missing, she tried to help Splinter fight a man in metal armor, only for him to knock her down. She watched him and the rat plummet down the large hole. She doesn’t know if Splinter survived or not. She could only hope he did. Suddenly, a noise interrupted her thoughts.
Dani turned to see that the door opened and Kurtzman stepped inside with a smile on his face. “There’s a friend I’d like you to meet,” he tells her. “Friend?” Dani repeats, raising her eye brow. ‘Who could this friend be?’ she wonders. Kurtzman signals a shadowy figure to come inside. She could hear loud footsteps coming from it. She walks over to take a closer look, and gasped. She couldn’t believe who she saw!
Stepping inside the warehouse was Slash, who looked surprised to see her too. Dani was in shock. She was speechless. Her friend was okay, and he is finally with her. After what seemed like a moment, the mutant tortoise smiled softly at his friend. “Hey, Danielle. Long time, no see,” he greeted her.
Acting fully on impulse, Dani ran to Slash and hugged him. The tortoise carefully wrapped his arms around her (noting that she’s injured), returning the hug. Perhaps some good has happened today.
Moments later, Slash told Dani all that has happened since they last saw each other. She was surprised when he told her that he tried to find her in the apartment. She then told the tortoise about Splinter and the man she fought. Slash growled at the mention of it. He heard many things about the Shredder, but never would he have guessed that HE was responsible for Dani’s injuries. Slash swore that he will gladly give him a taste of his own medicine. But now wasn’t the time for a vengeance quest. They need to recover, they need to train, they need to find a way to take this city back, with or without the Turtles.
END OF CHAPTER
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Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles is awesome and here is why
The finale to Rise of the TMNT is so bombastic, exciting and heartfelt, it could pretty easily fit into a Studio Trigger anime! I had my doubts watching the series, but the finale put a lot of things into perspective, now I think it stands alongside it’s brothers as a worthy incarnation in the franchise.
My favorite thing about Rise of the TMNT is how interested it is in shaking up the mythology, often adding or twisting things to it’s own liking. Most of it’s new additions turned pretty great, I love the Yokai underworld and the larger focus on mysticism elements; Baron Draxum and Big Mama, plus the new mutant villains like Hypno-Potamus, Warren Stone or Repo Man, turn out to be pretty good villains, while characters like Senor Hueso or Todd being fun new allies that I hope they make it into more TMNT stuff in the future.
The twists to the Turtles dynamic leads to pretty interesting versions of Raphael and Donnie; since Raph is the leader for much of the show his anger issues are pushed to the side to focus on him more as a big brother figure who worries about his siblings and having to make the plans, which is pretty cool. Because Raph is nicer, this means that Donnie ends up having to act as the more abrasive one in the team, I found his ego to be fun and having a more rounded personality from the start as others took time to be more fleshed out. Mikey’s the same as ever, maybe played more naively since the Turtles are jokier than normal, but I’m mixed on Leo. I like the idea of Leo starting out as lazier than the others to later step up his game and become the leader, but aside from a few stand out moments he never quite gets to that point where you go “oh yeah, he deserves to be the leader” not to mention that Donnie already has the ego going for him.
One of the big changes to the series, one which would define it’s identity and themes, is to Splinter. At the start he seems like a lazy bum who watches cheesy movies to pass the time. This characterization put people off at first... then we see the extent of his backstory and he becomes a much deeper character. Hamato Yoshi, unlike his other incarnations, wanted nothing to do with his legacy. He ran away to America and became an action star to carve out his own path as Lou Jitsu. Things got worse for him when Big Mama kidnapped him for the Battle Nexus, forcing him to fight for years without end, then kidnapped AGAIN for Baron Draxum’s experiments, before ultimately winding up in his current rat form. As this is revealed, you get a clearer picture of Splinter as a sad wreck who truly did his best to raise the Turtles... then when push comes to shove, he steps up to better train his sons for the threats ahead while also learning to let them be more independent against the expectations thrust upon him in his youth. Splinter becomes a cool character on his own and you can see how the Turtles end up reflecting aspects of his personality.
These new elements end up working so well that you kind of wish they hadn’t included more familiar stuff like the Shredder or the Purple Dragons into the mix. Don’t get me wrong, most of them work okay and they do their best to make them different but for me at least I wish they kept the focus more on the Yokai stuff. I’d say that the series isn’t one someone should binge all at once; there is continuity, but the episodes are designed to be stand alone compared to more serialized storytelling you might be used to seeing (example, the 2012 TMNT series). Not all the jokes land, nor will all the reinventions necessarily work for everyone, but when it does, it really REALLY does.
Rise can be a bit off putting at first, but by the end, it really grows on you and leaves you wanting more. And we are getting more with the movie on the way. Maybe this will lead to more seasons? I hope so.
#Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles#Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles#TMNT#Leonardo#Raphael#Michelangelo#Donatello#Splinter#Hamato Yoshi#Baron Draxum#Cartoons#Yokai#Youkai
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Three cheers to publishing on time. Can I get a what what? Anyways, here’s the next chapter. The previous chapter is at the bottom of this chapter. Go figure.
Chapter 3
“Okay, I think I got it.” It is possible you are going stir crazy. You would not be surprised if you were, but you have more pressing matters that, ridiculously, involve the timeline of fucking Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2012. You had not just stood the headassery of season four and five, but conquered it, tamed it, if you will. You do not remember the last time you ate. “So the only way I’m going to survive this series is if I somehow, through some sort of spiritual bullshit, get to become at least somewhat adept at ninjitsu.” You sigh. “But the only reason he trained her is because of her psychic bullshit.”
You stumble towards the kitchen to eat for the first time in days. “Actually, you know what? Fuck that.” You open the refrigerator, salivating at the food. “I’m just gonna buy a fucking gun. Dodge bullets, bitch.” You pull out a large slab of meat, tossing it on the counter. “If they aren’t going to actually incapacitate people, I will.”
A sudden thought stops you in your tracks. “Wait, so, what timeline am I on?” You feel your heart drop. “Because if we’re doing the whole thing…” You shake your head. “You know what? Prepare for the best and accept—that’s backwards.”
You put the meat back. Something about the existential dread kills your appetite. You crawl back into bed, close your eyes. ‘How long have I been in here?’ The time had admittedly swirled in on itself, your brain completely fried from all the contemplating death. ‘At least long enough to be in the no-man’s-land where I’m not hungry.’
You freeze up at the sound of knocking on your window.
Your eyes slowly pan over to the covered glass. You rise to your feet.
You shake your head, trying to remember to think rationally. ‘This place is very high off the ground for a stalker.’ Despite yourself, you quickly go to the kitchen, grabbing the largest frying pan you can find and slowly approaching the window.
‘There isn’t even a proper ledge out there. You’re being paranoid.’ Slowly, you reach for the curtain, yanking it open.
You scream at the sight of the hanging figure, only realizing you recognized said figure after a couple seconds. Thoroughly embarrassed— ‘Yeah, I could never be a ninja.’—you slide the window open, face red. “What do you want, Raphael?”
He wears a shit eating grin. “What, scared?”
“Of a shadowy figure in my window? Yes.” You sit back down on the bed, voice cold. “You gonna just hang out there or what?”
He climbs inside. “Alright, so here’s the situation.” He sits on the windowsill; you feel the secondhand vertigo. “Donnie—first of all, where have you been?”
“Binging the most traumatic part of your lives so far on my phone so you and your brothers don’t get killed by swole Shredder.”
His face went pale. “Shredder?”
You blink, a factor you had admittedly completely forgotten becoming apparent. “You don’t know he intends to come to the city,” you remember. “That’s—”
“He what?”
You sigh. “He is the least of your concerns at this particular moment. What about Donatello?”
“No, back up.” His smile was completely gone. “When is he getting here?”
You shrug. “I dunno.”
“You don’t know?”
You put your hands up at his obvious rage. “Dude, it is honestly not that big of a deal right now. He doesn’t even get close to killing your dad until the end of season two.”
You are decidedly not helping matters. “He gets close to—”
“Are you gonna repeat everything I say or are you going to tell me what’s going on?”
“I’m gonna—what?” Raph is quite clearly not taking this news well.
You try to calm him down. “Take a deep breath, alright? It might not get to that point, but you have to tell me what’s going on first.”
He growls in frustration but follows your instructions. “Mikey found out that he can apparently talk to people online, and he found this site where he can talk to—”
“I’m gonna stop you right there.” You pick up your phone, typing away. “You can’t, under any circumstance, let him go talk to Bradford.”
“Well, I know it would be bad--”
“You misunderstand.” You get up, starting to grab your things. “Bradford is working for the Shredder.”
This seems to be news. “He’s what?”
“Working for Shredder.”
“But he’s—how?”
“You have bigger concerns than the how, currently.” You read the page you had pulled up again. “How long ago did he find this guy?”
“Yesterday, I think.”
“Then… hold on.” You read the summary of the episode in question more thoroughly. “Okay, so we aren’t totally fucked, but we gotta make sure he doesn’t see him again.”
“Wait, hold on.” He walks after you as you try to find your jacket. “Why? How could Shredder—”
“If he goes, he’s gonna talk to him about general shit, right?” You slip it on. “At some point, in return for learning his secret bullshit, he’s gonna want info on you and your dad.”
“Then the Shredder will know where we are!” The horror in his eyes is apparent.
“Exactly.” You pull on your shoes. “That, and you’ll have to confront foot soldiers, which isn’t good for anyone.”
“Wait, is Mikey gonna be alright?”
“I mean, he gets kidnapped, but—”
“We’re going. Right now.”
“Awesome.” You were already one foot out the door. “Close the window on your way out.”
You rush down to the first floor of the building, nodding acknowledgement to the door man as you look up and down the street. ‘He has a dojo or something, right?’ You try googling his dojo, only to find that, not only is it a chain, but that they are all incredibly spread out. ‘It’s at times like these,’ you contemplate, running towards the closest one, ‘that I wish I could drive.’
It takes you about 10 minutes of running to get to the place, only for it to be closed. You feel tempted to throw your phone.
‘Wait, when does it—hold on.’ You already hate timelines. You sit down on the curb, pulling your phone out again to find some clips. ‘So, Chris and Mikey meet up some time after patrol, order pizza, and then it’s sunrise.’ You look up at the slowly lightening sky. ‘Okay, so that means they’re currently ordering, right? Because it was clearly dark in that last scene.’ You put your head in your hand. ‘I mean, it is, right? Because those are just wall separator things, not windows, since the sky was very clearly green in that next scene.’ You get to your feet. ‘So I just need to find that billboard with that specific graffiti and main message and we’re good to go, right?’ You groan. ‘But there have to be a thousand billboards in fucking NYC.’
You stop, smiling slightly at the graffiti. ‘Is that not a purple dragon?’ You grin, going back to running. ‘I just need to get to Chinatown, right? Is that their territory?’ You swallow, turning a street corner. ‘I guess we’ll find out.’
The buildings tower around you as you wander the streets, the quiet desolation ringing in your ears with the force of a gong. The pounding of your feet against the pavement does little to stifle the silence. The gang in question may not be a challenge or concern for vigilantes, but to you? You are barely a flower now, bright and beautiful and oh so easy to crush. But you cannot and will not stand still for long. The walls of the alleys you run crush your sides and the darkness strangles you, but despite the beating of your heart begging you to stop, you cannot. How can you?
You can stop what comes next. That is what fuels you. Never mind the fact you must stumble to a halt to vomit into the nearest dumpster who knows how many times, the taste of acid staining your tongue. You can rewrite history.
But you cannot.
You walk around for approximately too long before correctly citing that this is, in fact, futile. You start to panic.
You turn back around. ‘He goes back to talk to his brothers, right?’ You feel your body start to shake. You keep your phone to your ear, pretending to talk to someone as you run around like a headless chicken so as to not get bothered, hopefully. ‘Then I still have a chance to catch him before he leaves, right? At least he won’t get kidnapped.’ You look around quickly, slipping into an alleyway and prying off a manhole cover, climbing into the sewer. You pull the cover back into place and start running along them, the smell nauseating in the darkness suffocating. ‘Please tell me I remember where this stupid lair is.’
You laugh in relief when you see the abandoned subway, sprinting down the tunnel. ‘I can catch him,’ you promise yourself. ‘I can catch him before—’
You slam into someone. They grab your wrist before you fall. “Yo, are you alright?”
“Mikey!” You feel your whole body relax, but the relief is quickly squashed. ‘Thank fuck.’ You grab his shoulders. “You can’t see Bradford again.”
“Wait, what?” He groaned. “Did Raph set you up to this?”
“What? No!” As the adrenaline and panic start to wear off, you feel your body begin to falter at the excessive strenuous physical activity, panic, no food or water for two days and sleep deprivation. You dig your fingernails into your palms to try to keep yourself grounded. “He just said that you were friends with him or something and I went looking for you!”
“Look,” he sighed, letting go of you and not noticing the obvious slur in your voice, “I get it, alright? Not all of us can have a super awesome friend like Chris—”
“He’s working for Shredder, dipshit.” You feel the ground spinning as your skull rips itself apart. “Coolness be gone, that bitchass Dogpound fucker.” You have no idea what you are saying. ‘Huh,’ you muse, struggling to stay on your feet. ‘Usually, it takes longer than this to shut down.’
“Shredder?” You cannot feel things, so you have no idea what his actual reaction is. “He’s here?”
“Yep.” And with that, you collapse.
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Suffice it to say, when you wake up, you feel like absolute shit, with a pounding headache, extreme fatigue, and an obvious desire to not move from the bed in which you lay.
Thinking hurts. You decide against it for the time being.
You hear typing, soft muttering, the scratching of pencil against paper. You do not want to open your eyes; whatever you are laying under is warm. You try flexing your fingers. You can, but it is barely worthy of being called a twitch. You feel sick and gross and sticky and like you are eating yourself from the inside out, but you are also very aware that moving will not help matters. Besides, what small part of you is not covered is absolutely freezing.
You let out a soft groan from a particularly egregious pound from your head. You hear the typing stop.
“Y/N?” Donatello’s voice is incredibly soft. “Are you alright?”
You do not answer. Your throat feels like it is filled with sand.
“Oh, right.” You feel the mattress shift under you. “You—right.” He clears his throat. “You, uh, probably want to know what happened, right?”
You find yourself in between sleep and consciousness. You do not exactly understand what he’s saying, but his voice is pleasant to listen to.
“Mikey carried you back,” he explains. “He said you started talking about Chris Bradford working for The Shredder and collapsed.” A pause. “Leo thought it would be a good idea to go take him down since he already spilled the beans.”
‘You aren’t helping.’ “Everyone got out alright.” He is writing something. “We don’t know how much Shredder knows or how he found us; Master Splinters said that the war has just begun or something to that effect.” He pauses again. His voice is almost hesitant now. “If you spoke, I’d ask how…how this ends, who wins the day.” He chuckles dryly. “Now that I say it out loud, I guess it’s pretty clear that you wouldn’t tell me, would you? Rightfully so, I guess; I don’t know exactly how that sort of information might change things. Still,” he sighs, “it is so… so frustrating, having information just out of reach, especially for someone like me. But you—… you probably know that too, don’t you?”
It is not as if you can refute what he says.
He clears his throat. “A-anyways,” he rambled, voice tight with awkwardness, “sorry for ranting. This would be totally embarrassing if you weren’t so clearly incapable of coherent thought.” You hear the shuffling of paper. “As far as your health is concerned,” he continues, “without being able to take a blood test for obvious reasons, I can only conclude based on a totally-not-creepy physical exam that you’re just incredibly malnourished and exhausted. I don’t really have anything to actually prescribe you, but ya know… eat. Drink, too; just perform basic bodily functions.”
He looks down at you from his seat at the foot of his bed, your eyes having fluttered shut again. “I…” he took a breath, starting again. “Remember what you said the other day? About me being able to kill you with my bare hands?” He looks back over at the line of code he is working on, ignoring the minute shaking in his hands. “I remember… do I kill someone?” He swallows, eyes focusing on the letters in front of him. “I can’t really imagine it, why I’d want to.” He covers his face with his hands. “I know I’m a ninja, but it’s just—” He feels his voice start to rise. His eyes focus on your sleeping face; he calms back down for your sake. His words are slow and deliberate. “I always thought that we were doing all this for a fight we’d never have, that we would never have to do something like that, because… well, I don’t remember why, but I just—…” His voice dies in his throat.
‘Staring at her like this is creepy.’ He stands up, gathering his things. ‘You can’t get yourself worked up over something like this. You just met her, and your hesitance is not anyone’s problem but yourself.’ “Just…” Despite himself, he mumbles out a soft plea. “Please, don’t let me do something stupid.” He does not know who he’s talking to
He slips out of the room.
You would not remember this happened.
He would.
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Typing the Turtles (ROTTMNT) Part 1 - Raphael
This started out as an investigation into the turtles’ insecurities, because one thing the show does so well is demonstrate that they are still teenagers. And being a teenager is a confusing experience - there’s angst, drama, exploring one’s identity, a lot of growth, and overall figuring out who you are. That’s a messy process, too! And we see this mess in our turtles: they mess up, they’re learning, they self-doubt, they have fears and insecurities, but they’re also discovering their strengths and how to overcome their inner obstacles.
So after thinking about all this way too long, here’s my psychological breakdown of each turtle (I’ll be referencing MBTI and the Enneagram, but will include links for more general information on those if you don’t know what I’m talking about).
Raph: ISFJ, 6w5
The Defender, The Loyalist, The Big Brother, did I mention The Defender?
Raph is always helping out the little guy, whether that little guy is Mikey, Donnie, Leo, April or someone else. In the first episode, Mystic Mayhem, Raph is the one who notices poor Mayhem alone and scared, and suggests they should help him. He just met the little furball, and even after Mayhem attacks his face he’s still ready to fight some dog-jogger Yokai to protect him. He’s there when April’s school is attacked by Hypno (Hypno! Part Deux) and when she just needs her fan fixed (Repairin’ the Baron). He’s also there for a myriad of underdogs, such as Guy Flambe (Pizza Puffs). Interestingly enough, that episode also indicates that Raph has taken to moonlighting as the hero Red Angel of Preventing Harm.
Raph at his Worst: What is Raph afraid of? Beyond Mrs. Cuddles. Raph is afraid of being alone. But he also feels strongly empathetic when others are alone: Mikey on a solo mission in Hot Soup: The Game, Mayhem in the pilot, Frankenfoot when he runs away. But why?
If we look through the lens of the Enneagram, Raph wants security and support. The system/structure he is most committed to is their inner circle of family/friends. So nothing must happen to those he loves!
Raph has also demonstrated Worst-Case Scenario thinking when he’s stressed. Alone for 5 minutes in Man vs Sewer? Expect the worst. In Nothing but Truffles, Mikey even flashes back to a Raph lecture about what to do in the event of a: shark attack, vampire attack, werewolf attack, and puppy attack.
That said, when someone does hurt someone he loves, or sufficiently threatens/scares him and/or his support system, all his disaster-planning goes out the window in an effort to SMASH IT LIKE A BOSS! (Counterphobic 6).
He puts a lot of pressure on himself, but it’s not really about failing in big moments (as Leo describes it in Mystic Mayhem and Down with the Sickness, but that says more about Leo than Raph), but more about letting the others down. He needs to open the gateway to the Mystic City or else they’ll lose April forever. He needs to think of something to ask for in the Must Say Yes stage that will please all his brothers and not leave anyone out. And, in Insane in the Mama Train, Raph is the one most affected when Splinter says he’s disappointed. The others were willing to brush it off and apologize, but Raph is aware that they let Splinter down. It’s something worse, and he feels that hurt, deeply.
Raph is also sensitive enough that he sometimes takes things too personally. When Mikey and Donnie have a good idea in One Man’s Junk, he internalizes it as ‘Raph never has a good idea’. Mikey sorts that out the best: “We’re not saying you don’t have good ideas, Raph. We’re just saying we do, too.” It seems to snap him out of self-deprecating funk.
Average Raph: Raph wants to protect those he loves from physical threats, but also emotional ones. That’s why he’s so bad at handling interpersonal conflict. He can’t yell at Donnie in Donnie’s Gifts. He can’t yell at (Mike? Lou? Tony?) in the Pizza Pit because “it’ll destroy him”. He’s super conflict-averse when it comes to those he cares about. He doesn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings (ISFJ). Mostly this is a kind, caring, compassionate trait, but sometimes the situation needs Dr. Delicate Touch.
He’s the supportive friend and brother. He’s always ready to help out, whether it’s fixing April’s fan (Repairin’ the Baron), rescuing Guy Flambe from Meatsweats (Pizza Puffs) or saving Mayhem from the mirror. He’s encouraging… but sometimes to the point of enabling. In Pizza Puffs he recognizes this the most and literally wrestles with himself over trying to let his brothers fix problems on their own without him there to protect them. Sometimes he can’t help but support his friends even when he doesn’t want to: when he’s volun-told by Mikey to help warm Draxum up to humans, he doesn’t ditch, and when April invokes the Birthday Card to help Warren Stone he honors it. He can be dedicated and loyal to a fault.
He can be a little short-sighted, at times. His team-building exercise in Stuck On You was meant to be a positive, brotherly, bonding experience, but suffered from serious drawbacks. His tenacity in smashing foes is admirable, but doesn’t always get the best results, something Donnie tries to get him to see and think through. But they’re also what makes him a force to be reckoned with. You do NOT mess with Raph’s inner circle and expect NOT to get smashed, hoss! And the fact that his brothers know that he has their backs like this is probably its own form of support and security.
Raph at his Best: He believes in the Mad Dogs the most, that they can be and are heroes. “We’re do-gooders! And what do do-gooders do? They do good! And they do good well.” (The Mutant Menace) His compassion and commitment to protecting the underdog keep the others on track and in line with their goals. He is the rock in the middle of the chaos.
Raph actually has good practical skills: he has the mission calendar that only he seems to consistently stick to, and clearly enough self-discipline to responsibly and reliably sleep with his retainer on every night (Flushed, But Not Forgotten)
He also has the most grounded sense of duty. When they’re watching the skateboarding livestream in Gilbert’s Department store in The Longest Fight, Raph is the one who first investigates what sounds like a robbery, and is the one who cajoles his brothers into fighting the Foot. It’s a ‘look, guys, we have to do the right thing here and prevent them from stealing!’ moment. Pizza Puffs: look, guys, you’re going to have to learn to solve problems without me, it’s for your own good! (He knows that’s what needs to happen, even though he’s at war inside over it).
Raph says: what’s the responsible thing to do? And he’s trying to get his brothers to understand this as well (Pizza Puffs).
Raph Relationships:
Donnie: despite the lack of a full Donnie & Raph episode, they have a few surprising things in common. They each have an episode where they want their brothers to learn something. Donnie, in Mind Meld, wants his brothers to be smarter and plan ahead. Raph, in Pizza Puffs, wants his brothers to use some common sense and be a little more responsible. They both like finding solutions to problems, just one focuses on technical and one focuses on interpersonal problems. Mostly (for right now, though) Raph can be blunt with Donnie. He’ll slap the genius in the face with reality. “Donnie! The mech is REAL!” (The Purple Game). “Donnie, I know you know how to say it. We’re all on to you.” (Air Turtle). This is one turtle with whom he can put his foot down and say ‘hey! Back to Earth, now!’ (I can also see them collectively sharing facepalm moments in the future).
Leo: there are times when Leo’s need to be the best and stand-out attitude clash with Raph’s focus on teamwork (Air Turtle, for example “take your win-at-all-costs attitude somewhere else, Leo, we need to work as a team!”) but they do get to a point where both of their strengths in the group strengthen each other, like how iron sharpens iron. Raph wants everyone to work together as a team, but Leo sees their individual strengths. Without that, we get Raph’s glueball disaster in Stuck On You, but together, we have their greatest moment in Many Unhappy Returns. Leo points out the parts each member have to play, and Raph puts it all together in one big plan to defeat the Shredder. “Trust me, bro.” “I do.” (I’m really excited to see where the show goes with this).
Mikey: the main Mikey & Raph episode right now actually seems to be Repairin’ the Baron, and there’s an interesting clash going on here. Raph believes and supports his system, his family. Draxum has been the mortal enemy of the Mad Dogs and deserves to be smashed. However, Mikey is adopting him into the family. Raph is not immediately okay with this, he has a hard time trying to change his inner world. But he cares about Mikey. As he tells Draxum “I’m still trying to get used to this, but Mikey thinks you’re part of the family. And the number rule of the Mad Dogs is: you always take care of family!” They’re actually very complementary, as Mikey can step in in emotionally charged situations where Raph can’t, and how his adaptability gets through Raph’s need for stability. (It will be interesting to see what Raph does as Mikey grows up).
Ultimately, I’m excited to see Raph grow as he figures out the best way to guide this team and save the world. Home is where the heart is, and he’s got a big enough heart to be the home for a lot of people.
So that’s my (unbelievably cut-down) analysis of Rottmnt Raph! I’m going to save the relationships with April and Splinter for later, since this is already too long. Here are the links to learn more about the ISFJ and counterphobic 6w5 if you’re interested:
https://www.16personalities.com/isfj-personality
https://www.enneagraminstitute.com/type-6
https://enneagrampaths.com/2018/04/09/im-afraid-im-going-to-punch-you-discussions-about-the-phobic-and-counter-phobic-enneagram-type-six/
https://www.crystalknows.com/enneagram/type-6-wing-5
https://thoughtcatalog.com/heidi-priebe/2016/01/mbti-and-the-enneagram-2/10/
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