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fandomaus-blog · 1 year

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I always think that 2003 Mikey is the overprotective brother for some reason and I see him being scary if he was angry enough also the reactions of the others version of tmnt seeing 2003 Mikey being overprotective and angry at the same time, they would be so scared at 2003 Mikey meanwhile the 2003 brothers being so chill about him because they already see him being overprotective and angry in the past

#tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles 2k3 #teenage mutant ninja turtles 2003 #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt mikey #michelangelo tmnt #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt multiverse #creepy mikey #scary mikey #my post #tmnt 2k3 #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2003 mikey #tmnt 2003 michelangelo #2003 mikey #2003 Michelangelo #mikey has a temper #mikey is a bamf

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meercacchi · 2 years

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Summary:

“Donny—”

Whatever Leo sees when Don looks at him stops him. Mikey seems awed, and Raph whistles quietly. Don wonders what he’s done to cause such reactions—and then Leo smiles, pride eclipsing the worry of an older brother.

“We believe in you.”

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In which the enemy underestimates Donatello—especially a Donatello that is hellbent on protecting his family.

#tmnt 2003 #tmnt #donatello #leonardo #raphael #michelangelo #i'm baaaack with bamf donny #this was simply my excuse to write bamf donny that is all #lots of fluff also bc we love the brot4 #drabble

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tmntkiseki · 3 months

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I rewatched "Grudge Match" yesterday for the hell of it and god damn, I really forgot how good this episode is (especially knowing it's technically one of the filler episodes.)

Even though Leonardo is still struggling emotionally in the aftermath of Exodus, we see in this episode that beneath all his anger, frustration, and anxiety, his calmer, more gentle side still exists. He could have easily chosen to be wary of or even openly hostile towards the Daimyo's son due to their past conflicts when Ue was still the Ultimate Ninja (something that Ue doesn't even remember due to being revived as an innocent child,) but he not only agrees to be his friend, but is openly protective of him. I need more Leo and child!Ue interactions, k.

Holy fuck, Michelangelo. He spent the majority of this episode desperately trying to get out of his rematch with Kluh and during the first part of the fight, he nearly gets beaten to a pulp. Unfortunately, Kluh's big mistake was to threaten Mikey's family while taunting him over his seemingly inevitable defeat, triggering a recent memory of Leo telling Mikey that in their lives, they only have each other and if one of them falls, they all fall. At that point, Mikey goes completely apeshit on Kluh's ass and by god, it's a treat to watch. At one point, he is wielding one of his nunchaku by his ankle. Like??? Of all the episodes that hammer the point home that Mikey is actually the most naturally talented of his brothers and is formidable in a fight as long as he stays focused, this one does it the best.

Edit: Behold, BAMF Mikey in action

#teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2k3 #tmnt 2003 spoilers #tmnt leonardo #tmnt michelangelo #video

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mad4turtles · 11 months

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Would LOVE to know if the reason Casey Jr looks “haunted” in that second final line of your most recent Rise one-shot (part 18, if you happen to add another before seeing this!) is if, despite different circumstances and timing and just about everything, Future Donnie did the exact same thing to the exact same bull yokai.

A beloved universal constant.

.... ummmmmm... HOLY CRAP. So, this turned into a 9-page THESIS.

I cannot tell you how INSPIRED i was by this, holy stinking super crap! This hit me like a bus, and I thank you so much for gifting me with this opportunity!

Enjoy some more Donnie being a bamf!

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A Beloved Universal Constant

“—but you won't listen to reason, you stubborn fool!”

The yelling wakes Casey up with a gasp. Master Donatello hasn't had time to soundproof certain sections in their newest base, and right now, Casey can hear General Bostarus' booming voice down the hall from the children's sleeping quarters.

He's not the only one roused by the noise, his friends rubbing their eyes or whimpering in fright. But he's the only one to get up and investigate. If not out of pure curiosity (Auntie April tells him it'll get him in trouble one day), then because he can hear Uncle Leo shouting, too.

(It's been like this for a while. Ever since they'd had to flee from the last base over a month ago. Casey remembers it well. He sees it every time he shuts his eyes.

He remembers the screeching alarms, people shouting and screaming that the Krang were coming. He remembers lights flickering as the Krang drilled through earth and steel, trying to dig them up or bury them alive. He remembers his mother gathering their meagre possessions, scooping him into her arms before running like a bat out of hell with the rest of the colony through the evacuation route.

He remembers the walls caving in and more screaming as the lights went out. He remembers clinging to his mother's shirt as he wailed, terrified that the boogeyman from his nightmares was right above them, screeching and hungry.

He remembers a flash of vibrant red, a behemoth in the shape of a spiky turtle filling up the space, holding up the rubble with glowing hands and shouting, “GO!”

He remembers his mother staring wide-eyed at the glowing turtle before setting her jaw, nuzzling him, kissing his hair and whispering their family's mantra in his ear, whispering “I love you”, before passing him and her mask off to Master Leonardo. He remembers watching her and a handful of others following her back into the glowing red tunnel with a warrior cry, weapons raised high. He remembers Master Leonardo screaming at her and the red giant to come back, you assholes, don't do this to me, don't do this, YOU CAN'T LEAVE US, RAPH—!

He remembers the red giant's smile, brighter than his body and warmer than any campfire, right before the Krang broke through and closed the cave off.

That was the last time Casey ever saw Uncle Raphael or his Mom.

Everything's felt off since then. People are tense, afraid, sad or constantly arguing over things Casey doesn't understand. One of the Yokai Generals, a giant bull named Bostarus, keeps bothering Casey's uncles to the point where even Master Michelangelo, the most peaceable of the turtles, looks ready to throttle him. Again, Casey doesn't understand why, but apparently, it's come to a head now.

The yelling gets louder as Casey draws closer to the makeshift war room. He's still a ninja novice, but he's proud of himself when no one hears or sees him sneaking out and peering around the corner. Then again, it could be because everyone's shouting so they can't hear him, but still. It's a win!

It feels less like a win when he sees the General, big and buff, littered with scars and a heart-shaped tattoo on his neck, throwing his massive horns about with rage and towering over his stone-faced Uncle Leo. Uncle Donatello, as usual, stands right beside him. He looks bored, but his hands folded behind his shell clench hard enough that the knuckles are white. Master Michelangelo and Auntie April hover behind, looking ready to strangle the bull with mystic chains or beat him to a pulp. The room split nearly in half on each side like they were gearing up to fight.

This baffles Casey because the enemy should be the Krang. Not each other.

“I don't want to speak for everyone,” Uncle Leo says with forced calm, “but I'm pretty sure everything you've just said is not only outrageous, insane and impractical but so incredibly racist that I'm surprised you've lasted his long as a General without being shanked like a Caesar salad dressing.”

Casey has no idea what that means, but it makes a few in the room chuckle. Even Uncle Donatello cracks a grin.

Bostarus snorts. “I've lasted this long because my people are strong. Our forces rallied, ready to defend and fight the day the Krang came to our world while the humans ran about like headless chickens, screaming and crying for their 'leaders' to save them! Even now, they continue to deplete our resources like rodents, unable to survive the way we yokai have been forced to for centuries because of them—”

Uncle Leonardo steps forward with a violent hiss that sends shivers down Casey's spine. “Half of our forces, if not more, are made up of humans,” he seethes. “We have refugees seeking sanctuary here, families, children, and trained combatants fighting and dying for our cause, our planet, just like the yokai. And you're suggesting we turn them away? Because of an old grudge that shouldn't matter in the face of an alien invasion? I must ask, General, if you're under the influence of hallucinogenics for even suggesting something so disgusting.”

“I beg your pardon, boy?”

“I'm asking you if you are high, you absolute douche-canoe,” Uncle Leo spits. Casey fights a giggle. “And I may be whole decades younger, but I'm still the leader of the Resistance. I earned my stripes and fought to be here just like you. You're in my house now, asshole. Show some respect.”

Wow, Casey thinks. He's so cool. Even when he's mad.

Bostaurus snorts hard enough to send Uncle Leo's mask tails fluttering. The turtle doesn't flinch, not even when the bull stomps the distance between them and gets right in his face, Casey's Uncle stands straight and tall like a mountain, infallible, immovable.

Then Bostarus grins wide and nasty and says, “Why should I respect a cowardly fool who lets his brother die for his mistakes?”

The room goes cold. No one breathes. Casey shakes.

Uncle Donatello's jaw clenches hard enough that veins bludge in his neck. And Uncle Leo—he goes white. His face goes slack with horror, and he takes a step back—

Auntie April and Master Michelangelo start shouting, throwing nasty words that Casey's never even heard of. The room goes ballistic, tables and chairs screeching as people get up in arms.

Bostarus stands back with folded arms, looking smug, and Casey wants to hit him.

“What's wrong, turtle?” he taunts. “Nothing to say? Too afraid to admit that your failure cost you your—?”

“Enough.”

The room falls deathly quiet. Casey flinches. He's never heard Uncle Donatello's voice sound like that before. It's dark and cold. And when he lifts his head to meet Bostarus' eyes, his eyes are even darker behind the flash of mystic purple swirling in golden irises.

But Bostarus doesn't seem to notice or care. Instead, he huffs again. “Oh, what? Is the hermit scientist going to tell me I'm wrong—?”

“Yes, I am.” Donatello steps right up to the bull so they're toe to hoof. Uncle Donnie is as tall and taut with muscle as his twin brother, but he's lean where Leo is broad, organised chaos with streamlined tech all over his body where Leo is worn and ravaged from battle and time spent on the wastelands of the surface. To those who don't know them well, the elder twin cuts a slightly less intimidating figure than his leader.

Casey watches him now and wonders how anyone could think that.

“Everything that has come out of that crevice you call a mouth has been wrong,” the softshell continues in a bored drawl. His clenched fists are white-knuckled. “It was wholly biased and downright hateful to the point that I wonder how you rose to your station in the first place. Certainly not due to your skills and intuition as a figure of authority, or lack thereof. And if you continue to run said mouth, I assure you, you will not enjoy the consequences. So do yourself and all of us a favour and shut it.”

“Stand down, Donatello,” Uncle Leonardo says, but he sounds tired, reaching for his twin's hand and gently pulling. “Just drop it. It's not worth—”

Uncle Donnie whips his head around to glare at Uncle Leo, golden eyes hot with fury. Uncle Leo, and everyone behind him, flinch. Even Commander O'Neil looks pale.

Again, Bostarus doesn't get the message and chuckles. “Better listen to your 'leader', hermit. Probably the smartest thing he's ever—”

Casey sees the second Uncle Donatello snaps.

Between one breath and the next, Uncle Donnie picks up the table—the long metal one that had taken seven human men to haul inside—and slams it at Bostarus' face.

“Shit—!” Auntie April yelps, jumping back as the bull flies to the back wall, nose and forehead dripping with blood. Master Michelangelo squeaks, leaping into the air and staying there.

Uncle Leo's eyes are huge. “Donnie, what the fu—?!”

Uncle Donnie stomps over to the slumped bull, yanking a metal chair as he goes. He stands over Bostarus right as he's remembering who he is, raising the chair over his head. The yokai's eyes go wide.“Wait—!”

Uncle Donnie slams the chair down over Bostarus' face hard enough that Casey can feel his bones rattling. He brings it down again on his shoulder, on his kneecap, his arm, again and again and again, ignoring the shouts and cries for him to stop goddammit what the hell are you doing—!

Casey can't see his Uncle's face from here, but if even Bostarus is quaking and begging, he thinks he's better off not knowing.

“Donatello, enough!”

It takes Uncle Leo yanking him away by the rim of his battle shell to get Uncle Donnie to stop, ripping the bloodstained chair from his trembling hands. Even then, he has to physically hold him back as he hisses bloody murder at Bostarus. “Enough, stop, Donnie, stop! You'll freaking kill him—!”

“Give me one goddamn reason why I shouldn't.”

“Because murder?!”

Bostarus is helped to his feet, shaking, bloody and unsteady, by his men. His left eye is swollen shut, and his right horn bends at an odd angle. “What—” he coughs, and Casey swears he sees a tooth go flying, “What—in spirits name are you doing, boy? You—you have any idea who you're—”

Uncle Donnie shrugs off Leo's hands and stalks towards the wounded Yokai, who goes very, very still. Now Casey can see his Uncle's eyes blazing like embers, and yeah, it's terrifying.

“You seem to be grossly misinformed,” he says lowly, but his voice carries in the silence, “so allow me to do what was once typical of my generation and educate you.”

He holds up a finger. “Number one: I don't give two shits about who you are. You are not my leader, you are a wannabe General from an allied colony. I don't answer to you. Number two—” another finger—“Leonardo made a mistake. He didn't know what was at stake until it was too late. None of us did. And yet he's here, leading the only Resistance faction left in America, fighting side by side with humans, mutants and yokai for our planet. You have no right to belittle and humiliate him when he's doing more for our cause than you ever will with your small-minded, ignorant beliefs that will absolutely get you killed.

“And Number three,” he holds up his last finger and leans in close. Bostarus doesn't move. “If you ever come at my brother like that again, I will make a Krang labour camp look like a godsend. You will wake up every day begging for death, and when I finally grant your wish, no one will miss you when you're gone. Are we clear, General?”

Casey watches as General Bostarus, one of their strongest fighters, known for his ferocity against the Krang forces over the last ten years, cowers under Uncle Donatello's glare and nods.

Casey beams. “Holy shit.”

Every head whirls to the doorway. Donnie's murderous scowl drops in favour of comically wide eyes when he sees Casey peering around the corner. Mom used to call it his 'Oh Shit, a Child' face.

Uncle Leo recovers first, shaking his head and turning to Bostarus' pitiful form. “This meeting is over. Anything else you need to say can wait until some of your teeth grow back. Or just send a strongly worded email, I don't care. Go get yourself cleaned up.”

Bostarus looks like he wants to say something. Uncle Donnie looks at him, a spark of mystic purple in his eyes. The bull shuts up, letting himself be led out of the room and down the hall, limping with every step.

Uncle Leo lets out a long, heavy sigh, rubbing his face with one hand. Behind him, people set upon fixing the room, setting chairs upright and trying to lift the table to no avail. “Christ on a bicycle, I hate that guy,” he mutters. Then he turns to Casey, now out of hiding, pulling on the 'disappointed Sensei' face he wears whenever Casey does something stupid, marching closer and folding his arms. “As for you, Casey Jones, what are you doing out of bed?”

Casey tugs at the hem of his shirt and shrugs. “Heard you yelling, 'n it woke me up.”

Instantly, Uncle Leo's stern frown drops into a grimace. “Eugh boy. That loud, huh? We really need to soundproof these rooms.” He leans down and scoops Casey up. Casey squeaks, latching onto his Uncle's shoulders for balance; Uncle Leo's face melts into a smile as he boops their noses together. “And where did you hear that kind of talk, eh? Certainly not from your incredibly responsible, awesome, handsome Uncle Leo, right?”

Despite everything, Uncle Leo can still make Casey laugh with a smirk and a stupid joke. “Nah, Uncle Mike said it 'n told me not to say it, 'n not to tell you he said it.”

His uncles and aunt all glare at a floating, very meek Master Michelangelo. “Dude!” he cries. “Snitch!”

Casey giggles again. “Sorry! Oh oh, Uncle Donnie!

“Casey Jones,” Uncle Donnie replies, typing away on his vambrace, apparently done with this whole situation but not enough to ignore Casey.

“Can you teach me how to throw a table like that?”

Uncle Donnie freezes. “Uh—”

“That was—uh, sick! Yeah, sick! You got Mister Bostarus good! Just like you wanted to!”

Uncle Leo raises an eye ridge. “Oh?” he says, craning his neck to look at Uncle Donnie, who starts to sweat. He doesn't look scary now. He just looks scared as Uncle Leo grins wide. “Is that right?”

“Casey Jones Jr,” Uncle Donnie hisses—not unkind, just desperate—“I swear to the god that forsook us you will be eating rocks for breakfast for a year!”

Casey is six years old. He is the son of Cassandra Jones and a beloved nephew to three mutant turtles and their human sister. His sensei (and godfather—or just father in every way that matters) is one Hamato Leonardo, who is what many call a 'Little Shit'.

Therefore, Casey Jones Jr is also a Little Shit.

“Uncle Donnie used to call him a—uh—a bullshitting bitchless bitch, and the only way he'd ever get laid is—is to rest. I think that's what he said. I don't know what it means.”

Leo's jaw drops. There's a loud bark of laughter from the back, which starts a chain of hysterical laughter that fills the room. It's far louder than the yelling and screaming prior, and it rings in Casey's ears. But Uncle Leo is smiling and laughing so hard his wrinkles seem to fade. Auntie April and Uncle Mikey kick their feet wildly on the floor, and Uncle Donnie hides his red face behind his hands.

It's all so delightful, so Casey counts it as a win.

Then he taps Uncle Leo's shoulder, waiting for the slider to stop laughing long enough to lean in as Casey whispers, “You were cool, Sensei. So was Uncle Donnie! He's the best!”

And Uncle Leo's face does—something as he turns to look at the softshell. Uncle Mikey hangs off him, needling him about his horrible influence while grinning like a loon. April hip-checks him hard enough that he nearly falls over. He scowls and yells something unheard over the persisting laughter, but then he meets Leo's gaze, and his expression softens. His snout twists into a small but real smile, one Casey knows is reserved only for them.

And Uncle Leo's eyes shine as he smiles back. “Yeah,” he says, nosing Casey's hair. “Yeah. He is.”

~0o0~

As the years pass, Casey grows and moves with the tides of the Resistance. General Bostarus and his group eventually leave the Liberty Island colony to rebuild their own. He dies in battle weeks later, he and his men picked off one by one in a violent ambush that left no survivors.

Donatello dies before Casey's fourteenth birthday. A part of Master Leonardo dies with him.

Casey doesn't remember much of his early childhood. After Donatello's death, many try not to cling too tight to the little things or the past. Look toward the future and hold onto hope.

It broke his heart when he found out one day that he barely remembered his Mom or Uncle Raph. He couldn't recall how they sounded, smelled or felt like. But he never forgot that final smile before the earth caved in. He'll never forget Mom's words—

"Anata wa hitori janai.”

You are not alone.

He lived by that. They all did. It was their war cry to the demons that sought to end them and everything they knew for no reason beyond the need to conquer and destroy. It was their shield beside their greatest weapon.

Casey never forgot that. Even after leaving his destroyed world and saving the new one, he holds that memory, and many others of his old family, close to his heart.

Then one day, many years in the past, a world saved and a family unbroken, Raphael asks—

“So, how'd it go at Hueso's?”

“Donnie pulled a John Cena and made a bull yokai his bitch with a chair.”

Casey coughs up his cherry Dr Pepper.

No way. There's no freaking way.

Amid the spluttering and laughter, Casey reaches over to tap Leo's shoulder. “Wait, wait—a bull yokai? What did he look like?”

Leo swallows a mouthful of pizza before speaking. “Kinda like Bullhop—you've met him, right?—only like twice as big, nose ring, kinda blue-ish fur, some bigass horns and, uhh... I think he had a tattoo on his neck?”

A tattoo. “Was it a bull inside a love heart with 'Mom' written under it in cursive?”

Leo pauses. “Yeaahhh,” he says slowly. “Do you know him?”

Casey nods, and he can't stop the grin that splits his face. “Yeah! In the future, he was one of the leaders of a smaller Yokai colony from the BogWater region—that used to be New Jersey before it flooded with toxic Krang refuse from the ships.”

“Wow,” Mikey whistles. “Even in the future they can't catch a break.”

April snickers. “And that bull guy Donnie John Cena'd was a war general?”

“Yeah! And he and Master Leonardo were like worst enemies! You guys hated each other!”

That quiets the room instantly. The smiles fall, and dread taints the air. Casey winces. Maybe he could've worded that better.

“Oh god,” Donnie drops his head into his hands, “Did I set the wheels of another apocalypse into motion?”

“No, no, nonono, not at all!” Casey stammers, waving his hands. “We're perfectly safe, I promise!”

There's a collective sigh as everyone relaxes.

“Spirits, child,” Draxum says with feeling. “Be mindful of your words.”

Casey scratches the back of his head meekly. “Sorry, sorry. But there isn't anything to worry about. Despite his size and strength, General Bostarus was mostly all talk off the battlefield. Master Donatello used to tell me that he was a—what was it? A 'bullshitting bitchless bitch, and the only way he'll ever get laid is to rest? I never got that, but—”

Aaannd Raph has soda coming out of his nose. Draxum chokes on air. Mikey, April and Cassandra start shrieking. Splinter rolls under his chair, cackling. Donnie looks ecstatic.

“Jeezy heckin' creezy—Donnie!” Leo manages through his wheezing laughter, tears running down his face. “A bitchless—heeheehee—laid to rest, I can't—god—!”

“Good to know my creative insults were still the toppest of notches even at the end of the world,” Donnie preens, examining his nails as Leo clings to him for balance. Donnie lets him and turns back to Casey. “Sidebar, how did you know it was the same bull yokai based on what Leo said?”

Casey grins like a shark.

Donnie stiffens. Leo stops laughing, and everyone sits up.

“No.”

Casey nods. “Yes.”

Leo's jaw drops. “No way.”

“Yes way.”

Donnie throws up his arms, nearly smacking Leo in the face. “Freaking how?!”

Casey giggles. “It was kinda epic. One of my favourite memories from my childhood. Wanna hear it?”

“Um, is water freaking wet?” Leo bounces in place, beaming like a loon and clinging tight to a tolerant Donnie. “Yes.”

Casey takes up the seiza position, hands on his lap as he clears his throat. “Very well,” he says, adopting the tone Donatello would use whenever he sat down to tell them stories of the Before Times; enthralling, dramatic and everything that made him the Uncle Donnie he misses fiercely. “Gather 'round.”

Everyone shuffles in their seats and leans in. Splinter scurries from under his chair and settles beside Mikey, who automatically wraps his arms around his Papa to lean against him. Only then does Casey begin.

“Let us set the scene. It was the year of our lord 2038—“ A few snickers float, and Casey lets himself grin. He's hamming it up, but he can't help it. It's one of his favourites.

“The Resistance is still going strong, despite the Krang's efforts to snuff us out. War parties and colonies travel from all over the world in search of sanctuary. One in particular, led by General Bostarus of the BogWater region, found refuge with the Liberty Island colony the year before, and things were going well. Until a Krang pack discovered us, leading to the loss of our headquarters. After establishing a new base, things became tense within the higher rankings. And General Bostarus had a lot to say to the younger Resistance leader, Master Leonardo...”

(He leaves out the part where Raph and Cass had stayed behind to fend them off. They were hailed as heroes for their sacrifice. But what's a hero to the broken hearts of the family left behind?

He also leaves out Bostarus' snide remarks. He'd seen the lingering shadows in Leo's eyes and thought history's repeated itself enough in that regard.)

By the end, Leo and Donnie are all but leaning on each other, arms linked, Leo's bad leg draped over Donnie's lap, a look on their faces Casey can't quite name. The others range from proud to once again laughing themselves silly.

“Damn,” April hoots, wiping a tear from her eye with a finger. “Disaster Twins gonna disaster no matter what time branch, huh?”

“Bet,” Raph chuckles. “It's a—what's it called—a universal congress?”

“A universal constant,” Donnie corrects shortly, rolling his eyes and leaning fully against Leo like it's nothing for his usual aversions, tugging the slider closer.

And Casey is there to witness another impossible repeat as Leo leans his head against Donnie's shoulder, wearing that same look on his face that's softer and warmer than any flamboyant mask he wears. And Donnie looks back, his snout twisting in a smile—it's bigger than what Casey remembers from his past, younger and freer without the burden of trying to save a dying world. But the love is as real and intense as it had been there, near the end of it all, as it is here where they won.

Casey's eyes burn. He smiles.

Leo notices Casey's stare. He smiles back.

Then he asks, “So, did future Donbon ever teach you how to yeet big, heavy shit at people?”

Casey barks a watery laugh. “Yeah, he did. Wanna see?”

“Don't ask stupid questions, Jr.”

“Cool. Hey, Raph, can you come here for a sec? I wanna yeet you like a table.”

“You wanna what me like a what?!”

(And while Casey proceeds to, in fact, yeet a screaming Raphael like a table, Donnie and Leo stay cuddled close on the couch, hands linked.

Casey spares them one last look over his shoulder at the impossible, beloved universal constant and calls it a universal win.)

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Reblogs are appreciated! Feel free to send more prompts <3

#rottmnt #rottmnt fic #my writing #disaster twins #future disaster twins #rottmnt movie #THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE #this is so LONG #but i regret nothing XD

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ao3feed-jaytim · 2 years

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As Pretty As A Sculpture

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/42090060 by QueenOfTheSupernaturals Day 2: Sculpture or Blackmail Sculpture ~ "Jason was trying very hard to ignore the comparison that his brain was making between Tim and a Greek sculpture. No. There was a specific sculpture that Tim reminded Jason of. The statue David created by Michelangelo. All lean muscle, and hidden power. The hair wasn’t the same, but the glare was dead on." ~ Words: 679, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Tim Drake, Jason Todd Relationships: Tim Drake/Jason Todd Additional Tags: Jason Todd Deserves Better, Jason Todd Loves Tim Drake, BAMF Tim Drake, Tim Drake is Red Robin, Jason Todd is Red Hood read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/42090060

#IFTTT #Ao3feed #Jaytim #DC

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ao3feed-brucewayne · 1 year

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A Heart Of Sunflower

by Knight_Of_Breath

“A likely story,” Robin says, taking a few tense steps towards the bed Mikey is on. Oh, wow. He sounds like a posh ten year old. “It fell directly into the batcave, it’s a little too convenient.” Mikey’s thoughts pause. Mikey was portaled into the batcave? Leo, what the shit?

Also, two months after the invasion, Batman wants to know about the things that took down the Aliens. The turtles want a small mission to get back into hero-ing. When neither of those things go right, and Mikey is the only one who made it out, and he must work with the Batfam to get his brothers, and their father, back.

Words: 1882, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Cartoon 2018), Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - All Media Types, Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Characters: Michelangelo (TMNT), Damian Wayne, Leonardo (TMNT), Jason Todd, Donatello (TMNT), Dick Grayson, Raphael (TMNT), Tim Drake, April O'Neil (TMNT), Bruce Wayne, Cassandra Jones | Foot Recruit, Cassandra Cain, Casey Jones (TMNT), Stephanie Brown, Splinter | Lou Jitsu, Barbara Gordon, Hamato Yoshi | Splinter, Duke Thomas, Baron Draxum (TMNT), Casey Jones Jr. (TMNT), Batcow, Lex Luthor

Relationships: Donatello & Leonardo & Michelangelo & Raphael (TMNT), Batfamily Members & Other(s), Damian Wayne & Damian Wayne's Pets, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Stephanie Brown & Cassandra Cain & Tim Drake & Barbara Gordon & Dick Grayson & Jason T. & Damian W., Cassandra Cain & Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Duke Thomas & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Donatello & Leonardo & Michelangelo & April O'Neil & Raphael (TMNT), Casey Jones & Cassandra Jones | Foot Recruit & April O'Neil & The Turtles (TMNT)

Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst, Good Sibling Michelangelo (TMNT), How Do I Tag, Coming of Age, Post ROTTMNT Movie (2022), Damian Wayne is Robin, Hurt Michelangelo (TMNT), Protective Michelangelo (TMNT), Michelangelo-centric (TMNT), BAMF Michelangelo (TMNT), Autistic Michelangelo (TMNT), Michelangelo Has ADHD (TMNT), Nonbinary Michelangelo (TMNT), Genderfluid Michelangelo (TMNT), Damian Wayne Needs a Hug, Dick Grayson is Nightwing, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Kidnapping, Experimentation, No Beta We Die Like Jason Todd Damien Wayne ect, no beta we die like gramgram, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/45354259

#IFTTT #bruce wayne #batman #the dark knight #the cape crusader #gotham #dc universe #ao3 #ao3feed

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theiceemperor · 1 year

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WHUMPTOBER 2022 MASTERPOST

In total, I've written 38 061 words for Whumptober 2022. The number kinda takes my breath away, because all of this was written in one single month, and I feel like this October was my most productive month in years. And while I didn't become a completionist, as I've intended, it's still most of the prompts done. (I do plan to write the rest of the fics for the rest of the prompts, though.)

First is the day and its prompt(s).

Then the relationships/relevant characters.

Then fandom.

Then other relevant tags.

And then a link to AO3 where you can read the story. :)

No. 1 “This wasn't supposed to happen.”

Horus & Bek, Horus/Bek

Gods of Egypt

read on AO3

No. 2 Nowhere to run | Caged | Confrontation

Cole & Lloyd Garmadon & Kai & Nya & Jay Walker & Zane

Ninjago

Zangst

read on AO3

No. 3 Impaled

Leonardo-centric

TMNT 2003

read on AO3

No. 4 Hidden Injury

Ratchet-centric

Transformers Prime

read on AO3

No. 5 Blood Loss

Hiccup-centric

HTTYD

read on AO3

No. 6 Proof of Life | Ransom Video

Peter Parker-centric

MCU, Spider-Man

Iron Dad and Spiderson-themed

read on AO3

No. 7 Shaking Hands | Silent Pannic Attack

Scott McCall-centric

Teen Wolf

read on AO3

No. 8 Back from the Dead

Scott McCall-centric

Teen Wolf

read on AO3

No. 9 Tossing and Turning

Slade Wilson & Oliver Queen, Slade Wilson/Oliver Queen

Arrow

possible to read both as romantic and platonic

read on AO3

No. 10 Taser

Leonardo-centric

TMNT Bayverse (2014 movie)

read on AO3

No. 11 Sloppy Bandages | Self-Done First Aid

Hiccup-centric

HTTYD

read on AO3

No. 12 What could go wrong?

Scott McCall & The McCall Pack

Teen Wolf

Scott McCall-centric

read on AO3

No. 13 “Are you here to break me out?”

Donatello & Leonardo & Michelangelo & Raphael, Leonardo & Shredder

TMNT 2003

Leonardo-centric

read on AO3

No. 14 Failed Escape

Jack Darby-centric

Transformers: Prime

read on AO3

No. 15 New Scars

Oliver Queen-centric

Arrow

read on AO3

No. 16 “No one's coming.”

Peter Parker-centric

MCU, Spider-Man

read on AO3

No. 17 Breaking Point

Clarke Griffin-centric

The 100

post Praimfaya

read on AO3

No. 18 Let's Break the Ice

Zane-centric

Ninjago

BAMF Zane and the Ice Emperor

read on AO3

No. 19 Knees Buckling

Percy Jackson & Poseidon

Percy Jackson & Heroes of Olympus

Percy-centric

read on AO3

No. 20 Prisoner Trade

Hiccup-centric

HTTYD

read on AO3

No. 23 “Hold them down.” | Tied to a Table

Oliver Queen-centric

Arrow

read on AO3

No. 25 Lost Voice

Scott McCall-centric

Teen Wolf

read on AO3

No. 26 Rope Burns

Loki-centric

Thor (Movies), MCU

post-Thor 2011

read on AO3

No. 27 Pushed to the Limit | Muffled Screams

Percy Jackson-centric

Percy Jackson & Heroes of Olympus

read on AO3

No. 28 Anger Born of Worry

Percy Jackson & Clarisse La Rue

Percy Jackson & Heroes of Olympus

read on AO3

No. 29 “Better me than you.”

Leonardo & Raphael

TMNT 2003

read on AO3

No. 30 “Please don't touch me.”

Loki-centric

Thor (Movies), MCU

pre-canon

read on AO3

No. 31 “You can rest now.”

Leonardo-centric

TMNT 2003

read on AO3

#whumptober 2022 masterlist #whumptober2022 #windify writings #lmao yes it's december and I'm posting a whumptober masterlist #anyways

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ao3feed-fratt · 2 years

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There's Too Many Ninjas in New York City

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/Tj0QYgF

by Anntee

Stumbling across strangers in a sewer and discovering that NYC has two ninja clans and they've teamed up to take out as many enemies as possible, not a normal predicament for poor Rufus Murdock, but he and his new friends will find a way to take these guys down.

// Clarification for the mutants, no they don't have a/b/o dynamics. The chemical spill that mutated them wasn't the same as the one which blinded Matt in this one.

Words: 698, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Daredevil (Comics), Punisher (Comics), Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - All Media Types, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Deadpool (Comics), Spider-Man - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Matt Murdock, Frank Castle, Michelangelo (TMNT), Leonardo (TMNT), Raphael (TMNT), Donatello (TMNT), Original Male Character(s), Original Characters, Original Child Character(s), The Foot Clan (TMNT), The Hand (Marvel), Karen Page, Franklin "Foggy" Nelson, Splinter (TMNT), April O'Neil (TMNT), Casey Jones (TMNT), Peter Parker, Wade Wilson, Elektra Natchios

Relationships: Frank Castle/Matt Murdock, Matt Murdock & Franklin "Foggy" Nelson

Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Not Canon Compliant, Canon-Typical Violence, Alpha Frank Castle, Omega Matt Murdock, Post Mpreg, Original Character-centric, Established Relationship, Protective Frank Castle, Human Disaster Matt Murdock, Frank Castle Has PTSD, Matt Murdock & Foggy Nelson Friendship, Protective Matt Murdock, Parenthood, Teenage Rebellion, Guns, Shooting Guns, Mixed Martial Arts, BAMF Matt Murdock, Soft Frank Castle, Anger, Crack Crossover, Crack Treated Seriously, Past Matt Murdock/Elektra Natchios, Mediocre Parent Splinter (TMNT), Splinter Tries to Be a Good Parent (TMNT), Splinter Tries (TMNT), How Do I Tag, I'm Bad At Tagging, Religious Imagery & Symbolism, Catholic Character, Catholicism, POV Alternating, I'm Bad At Summaries

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/Tj0QYgF

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Fratt #FrankMatt

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midnightpink · 2 years

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Younger Brother

read it here on ao3

The Triben High School students didn’t know what to think about it. Had this happened to Mikey or Don, Hun would be dead. But this was Raph, the impulsive tough guy, and right now, he couldn’t exactly take revenge. So they assumed that nothing would happen, because the other three brothers usually tried avoiding fights.

Usually being the key word.

by: Windify

Words: 1467, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 9 of the The Katana Chronicles series

Fandom: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - All Media Types, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (TV 2003)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Leonardo (TMNT), Raphael (TMNT), Donatello (TMNT), Michelangelo (TMNT), Hun (TMNT)

Relationship: Donatello & Leonardo & Michelangelo & Raphael (TMNT)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Human, Alternate Universe - High School, Protective Raphael (TMNT), Protective Leonardo (TMNT), BAMF Leonardo (TMNT), Hurt/Comfort, Knives, Hurt Raphael (TMNT), Brotherly Love

#tmnt #tmnt leo #tmnt raph #tmnt donnie #tmnt mikey #tmnt human au #tmnt 2003 #fic rec #high school au

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ao3feed-petermj · 5 months

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Peter Parker and the TMNT

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/9GPCvjr by Kaden (Koverstreet) Peter Parker and his four Mutant Turtle brothers begin a journey to kick butt and take names or something like that. Words: 3180, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (TV 2003), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: Gen Characters: Peter Parker, Michelle Jones (Marvel), Splinter (TMNT), Leonardo (TMNT), Michelangelo (TMNT), Donatello (TMNT), Raphael (TMNT), Oroku Saki | Shredder, Hun (TMNT), Casey Jones (TMNT), April O'Neil (TMNT), Nick Fury, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton Relationships: Michelle Jones/Peter Parker Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Family Fluff, Action/Adventure, Hurt/Comfort, Parent Nick Fury, Good Parent Splinter (TMNT), Peter Parker isn't Spider-Man, BAMF Peter Parker read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/9GPCvjr

#spideychelle #PeterMJ #petermjane

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tabsahoy76 · 7 months

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Rating:

Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning:

Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category:

Gen

Fandoms:

Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Cartoon 2018)Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - All Media TypesTeenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (TV 2003)

Relationships:

Leonardo & Raphael (TMNT)Donatello & Raphael (TMNT)Michelangelo & Raphael (TMNT)

Characters:

Raphael (TMNT)Leonardo (TMNT)Donatello (TMNT)Michelangelo (TMNT)Splinter (TMNT)April O'Neil (TMNT)Casey Jones (TMNT)Agent John Bishop (TMNT)

Additional Tags:

Older Sibling Raphael (TMNT)Good Sibling Raphael (TMNT)Raphael-centric (TMNT)BAMF Raphael (TMNT)Savage Raphael (TMNT)Good Sibling Leonardo (TMNT)Good Sibling Donatello (TMNT)Good Sibling Michelangelo (TMNT)Minor Character Deathsolo por el agente Bishopy tal vez algunos soldadoseste es un fanfic en españolporque mi nivel de ingles es menos que basicotampoco soy buena escritora estan advertidoscrossover rottmnt x 2003Hurt Leonardo (TMNT)Hurt Raphael (TMNT)Family AngstCanon-Typical ViolenceTurtle Noises (TMNT)

Language:

Español

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brightlotusmoon · 2 years

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I...I got a comment on an old fic that insisted Michelangelo "wouldn't know big words like ingratiating or amenable, that's why he's the goofy youngest" and I deleted it without responding, but I did inhale very deeply and pinch the bridge of my nose before exhaling in laughter.

#stop calling mikey stupid 2020 #tmnt fanfiction #the emotional intelligence of michelangelo #mikey is a bamf

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nmfergus · 2 years

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HEEEELLLLLPPPPP TMNT IS DRAGGING ME BACK DOWN! I GOT TO THE TOP OF THE PIT, READY TO ESCAPE, BUT MICHELANGELO SPECIFICALLY DRAGGED ME BACK DOWN!!!

Gah I just love the tmnt serious so much it was one of the first things I got into as a child and AHHHHHH!!!

Mikey is best turtle I will fight y'all

I've gone down a rabbit hole of reading fics tagged BAMF Michelangelo but now I've run out T-T

#Nikki Rants #tmnt michelangelo #TMNT #Michelangelo is just so cool #i will fight anyone who says otherwise #he is the strongest hands down #especially when he fights serious

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