#tmnt: honor bound

[terrazooid]

The solution is violence. Sorry Karai

Based on this post

#yippee this was fun #I should talk more about Karai here…….. #tmnt #tmnt iteration #tmnt: honor bound #tmnt fanart #terrapin art

[atomicmonkey1122]

Here's part 1 of my lil crossover comic between Honor Bound by @terrazooid and Shen and the League of Lesbians by @genderfluid-envy . Good luck in the @tmntaucompetition !

Everyone else go vote for them!

#tmnt #tmnt au competition #honor bound #shen and the league of lesbians #shell au #to be continued #propaganda #tmnt au competition propaganda

[blairingm]

@terrazooid's leo. shes the most specialist girl in the world

#myart #tmnt #tmnt au #tmnt honor bound

[tmntaucompetition]

List of all AUs that got into the preliminary round!!

Snapdragon - bluesgras

But First They Must Catch You - mudlarkspur (+ao3)

Sorry I’m Late - GeminiForest

Lone Turtle and Hunter - midnightcreator12 (+ao3)

Happily Ever After - Phykoha

Kendratello Childhood AU - zeawesomeness

The Mutation Situation - Indieyuuugre

Quilt AU - Cokowee

I’m sorry teenage mutant what now? - tangledinink

Good Genes - lordshroom

Twin-Sync (More than you Think) - little-banjo-frog

Mama’s Boys - honey_rye

Warrior’s Heart - peanutrat20

Rabbit’s Broach - pigeonsgrame2

UPRISING: A Rise Dystopia AU - alexthenerdbird

Down with the Stockholm - devotedtosadpoetry

Broken Trifecta - genderfluid-envy

TMNT Chicago Style - its-captain-sir

Tiz Sep AU - Tizline

Please Don’t Leave I Need You - TownFowl (ao3)

Sewer Punks - kettle-bird

Grown Apart - Chiscribbs

Leaves from the Vine - Cheetochild989

TMNT Shen and the League of Lesbians - genderfluid-envy

The Unicorn paradox - Mushangaa

Snapper Lou AU - Kittynomore

Sep Leo AU - dianagj-art

The Rise Hunger Games AU - daboyau

Honor Bound - terrazooid

Universes - XxLea_nardoxX

Minecraft Isekai - Songdrop/Caleb at calebscornerofart

Raised by the Capybara AU - Rubies-tmnt-aus

Dee-Evolution AU - cnwolf-brainrot

Welcome to Mutinis - mutiniau

Portal Baby - QuarterGremlins

Wouldn’t It Be Easier - 14Muffinz (+ao3)

Twinpathy - twinpathy

Live Life - centerofleesmind

August’s AU - star-sparkler

No Fun in Fungus - boots-with-the-fur-club

At my Worst - teainthesnow (+ao3)

Ktech - dontfindmeimscared

Camp Hamato - P0t3n1al

Even more of a Disaster - 3lectricinsomnia and teaableu (main blog evenmoreofadisaster)

No Crime only Brooches - Olliethescribe (+ao3)

DNAngel - blye-flower

Finding home - sad-leon

Causa scienta - urlocalllama (ao3)

TMNT 04 - koolaidashley

Is this right? - cruitly-ink

Turtles all the way down - pommigranite

Firefight au - remedyturtles (remrose - ao3)

Death wish - remedyturtles (remrose - ao3)

Ghost AU - Melliedoodles

Mama’s Wishes - Bucketofbugz

Forgive Me - reagi-df

Eclipse - G0LD_Tea (Twitter)

Magic AU - vaudeville-moggie

Mitosis - Varian_dislikes_cheese (ao3)

Vengeance is yours - that-one-dork (+ao3)

The likeness of mirrored souls - enthblaze and omgselinabeckendorf

The employees - theemployees

Hello, Clairvoyant? - cogentsummonor (ao3)

Sidelined au - Dandylovesturtles

100 feet and a world away - Dandylovesturtles

Villain leo - Villianleoau

Bloom from oblivion - Aliteraladhdmess

Soulmates (evil) - error-core-animations (Oofiescreams - ao3)

The somber sunrise - Mocha_Mochaccino (ao3)

Snapdonnie - onejellyfishplease

Ōnryo leo - aquariumgirls (ao3)

Lost in the pink mist - lost-in-the-pink-mist

The Lonely Buzz in Blue - overthinkingbluesparks (+ao3)

The Blood Orange Multiverse - Jade-Clementine (Mylenapony11 + Cherry-blossom-consumer)

Teenage turtle ninja mutants - idiot-mushroom

Revelations Timeline AU - idk_im_just_here_now (ao3)

Two Souls - virgilsspidey (+ao3)

(Please let me know if there’s a duplicate or a creator spelled wrong!)

#mod shadow says #tmnt au bracket #I guess yet again

[allyssl]

TMNT AU Comp Preliminary Links

this is long

@tmntaucompetition

Snapdragon - bluesgras

But First They Must Catch You - mudlarkspur (+ao3)

Sorry I’m Late - GeminiForest

Lone Turtle and Hunter - midnightcreator12 (+ao3)

Happily Ever After - Phykoha

Kendratello Childhood AU - zeawesomeness

The Mutation Situation - Indieyuugre

Quilt AU - Cokoweee

I’m sorry teenage mutant what now? - tangledinink

Good Genes - lordshroom

Twin-Sync (More than you Think) - little-banjo-frog

Mama’s Boys - honey_rye

Warrior’s Heart - peanutrat20

Rabbit’s Broach - pigeonsgrame2

UPRISING: A Rise Dystopia AU - alexthenerdbird

Down with the Stockholm - devotedtosadpoetry

Broken Trifecta - genderfluid-envy

TMNT Chicago Style - its-captain-sir

Tiz Sep AU - Tizeline

Please Don’t Leave I Need You - fowlaroundtown (ao3)

Sewer Punks - kettle-bird

Grown Apart - Chiscribbs

Leaves from the Vine - Cheetochild989

TMNT Shen and the League of Lesbians - genderfluid-envy

The Unicorn paradox - Mushangaa

Snapper Lou AU - Kittynomore

Sep Leo AU - dianagj-art

The Rise Hunger Games AU - daboyau

Honor Bound - terrazooid

Universes - XxLea-nardoxX

Minecraft Isekai - Songdrop/Caleb at calebscornerofart

Raised by the Capybara AU - Rubies-tmnt-aus

Dee-Evolution AU - cnwolf-brainrot

Welcome to Mutinis - mutiniau (ao3)

Portal Baby - QuarterGremlin

Wouldn’t It Be Easier - 14Muffinz (+ao3)

Twinpathy - twinpathy

Live Life - centerofleesmind

August’s AU - star-sparkler

No Fun in Fungus - boots-with-the-fur-club

At my Worst - teainthesnow (+ao3)

Ktech - dontfindmeimscared

Camp Hamato - P0t3n1al

Even more of a Disaster - 3lectricinsomnia and teaableu (main blog evenmoreofadisaster)

No Crime only Brooches - Olliethescribe (+ao3)

DNAngel - blye-flower

Finding home - sad-leon

Causa scienta - urlocalllama (ao3)

TMNT 04 - koolaidashley

Is this right? - cruitly-ink

Turtles all the way down - pommigranite

Firefight au - remedyturtles (remrose - ao3)

Death wish - remedyturtles (remrose - ao3)

Ghost AU - Melliedoodles

Mama’s Wishes - Bucketofbugz (+askblog)

Forgive Me - reagi-df

Eclipse - G0LD_Tea (Twitter)

Magic AU - vaudeville-moggie

Mitosis - Varian_dislikes_cheese (ao3)

Vengeance is yours - that-one-dork (+ao3)

The likeness of mirrored souls - enthblaze and omgselinabeckendorf

The employees - theemployees

Hello, Clairvoyant? - cogentsummonor (ao3)

Sidelined au - Dandylovesturtles

100 feet and a world away - Dandylovesturtles

Villain leo - Villianleoau

Bloom from oblivion - Aliteraladhdmess

Soulmates (evil) - error-core-animations (Oofiescreams - ao3)

The somber sunrise - xmochaccinox (ao3)

Snapdonnie - onejellyfishplease

Ōnryo leo - aquariumgirls (ao3)

Lost in the pink mist - lost-in-the-pink-mist

The Lonely Buzz in Blue - overthinkingbluesparks (+ao3)

The Blood Orange Multiverse - Jade-Clementine (Mylenapony11 + Cherry-blossom-consumer)

Teenage turtle ninja mutants - idiot-mushroom

Revelations Timeline AU - idk_im_just_here_now (ao3)

Two Souls - virgilsspidey (+ao3)

#tmnt au bracket #tmnt au competition #tmnt au prelims

[spinifera]

i have a couple aus, but at the moment i don't feel like they're complete enough to be entered into any competitions at the moment! preservation through emulation only has one chapter right now, and i am not spoiling it.

that being said...

i have some recommendations for aus you should check out that are in the @tmntaucompetition !!

Onryō Leo by @aquariumgirls

Broken Trifecta and SheLL (TMNT: Shen and the League of Lesbians) by @genderfluid-envy

TMNT: Chicago Style by @its-captain-sir

Honor Bound by @terrazooid

#art #my art #preservation through emulation #tmnt au competition #i have been FORCED to draw (not really) #check out my friends though. now

[afreakingdork]

Sore Spot - A Weak Spot One-Shot

Totally honored to have this week's chapter art come courtesy of @spectra-bear

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Kidnapping, Violence, Blood, Blood and Injury, Head Injury, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Broken Bones, Stabbing, Knife, Vomiting, Tied-Up, Police Brutality, Established Relationship, Villain Donatello (TMNT), Aged-Up Mutant Ninja Turtles, Fear, Intimidation, Attempted Murder, Death, Death Threats

Synopsis:  You awake, drugged, bound, and in a place you don't know. As your captor arrives, you try to put the pieces together before your boyfriend Donnie wakes up.

Meant to be read after chapter 59 of Weak Spot, but can be read as a stand-alone work.

Also Available on Ao3

First 💜 Previous

Dark.

Everything was dark.

Wet.

There was one source.

The ground?

Your head.

Cold.

The ground?

Your body.

Pain.

A dull throbbing.

Your head. 

Restricted.

You couldn’t move your arms and your shoulders tensed. When you pulled, you felt the binds. They were wrapped around your wrists and expertly woven. You flexed your fingers inward to grab them, but they’re tied too well. Squirming, you tried to get upright, but your feet were similarly tethered. Testing found wraps at your wrists, knees, and ankles.

You were tied up.

Forcing heavy lids up didn’t find a blindfold.

You were hurt.

There was no exact pinpoint for an injury and instead you ached all over. As if from sleeping in an odd position, you wriggled to find out more. There were finer details you could gather. They came in scrapes against the ground.

You were lying on concrete.

It was cool everywhere, but where you’re laid out.

That meant you had been here awhile.

Wherever this was wasn’t touched by the sun, but the air didn’t feel as stifled as indoors.

It took too long for your periphery to come.

You were laid out in what looked like a giant chamber.

Nearly barren, you thought it might echo if you shouted.

Your lips.

You moved them and found they parted dry.

How long?

You felt like there was a weight on your head, but you could turn it. Your cheek rubbed rough and spoke of how old the ground was. Something hollowed, a few inches back found a sticky patch. It reached and clung to your cheek. It begged you to return yourself to unconsciousness. You groaned lightly and hiked your knees up.

They came in a tied pair and with a little kick, you got a minor rotation going.

Each thrust of your limbs earned you the turning crank of your body. 

The blotch on the ground spread out thick and flattened.

You recognized it to be blood.

You were bleeding.

You still could be.

It was hard to tell.

It was hard to tell.

Tell.

What happened?

Dreary, you could only think of the cotton stuffed in your head. You were cracked open like a porcelain figure and the dead space of you had been packed with foam to protect the pieces that were left.

Why?

Were you packed and moved?

You shouldn’t have needed that.

You shouldn’t have needed anything.

Since when were you so precious?

To anyone other than Donnie, of course.

Blinking wide, you felt an assault.

Donnie.

So many Donnies.

How could you forget?

How could you remember?

Drugged.

That was it.

The thick feeling in your head and body.

You were forced to be sluggish.

Forced not to move.

Why?

What had you done this time?

You were safe once.

You were.

Groggy.

You kicked with purpose. 

You needed to figure out what had happened.

Moving too fast for the shreds of your recognition, for a moment it felt like the ground was rotating instead of you. 

Dizzy, you pushed through vertigo to put more distance between yourself and the blood on the ground.

With another kick, a hunched figure snipped the top half of your frame.

Your first hint that there was anything else in the room, you ached with the force of your thrusts.

Reaching like a plant toward a single beam of sunlight, you inched slowly until you found a person.

They were on their knees, but facing you.

Folded in half, they were slumped down and tucked into themselves.

Arms pulled behind them, they were bulbs of shoulders and a purple head.

Donnie.

It was Donnie.

A creaky noise came out of your mouth as you trended towards him.

“Pardon, pardon, pardon!”

You froze.

Whose voice was that?

You didn’t recognize it. 

They sounded far as if they were in another room.

How far did sound carry in here?

How was the ceiling?

Did it curve?

Did it bend to your will?

Did it coax noise to you with purpose?

It was a warning. 

Run.

Escape.

Here was your gift.

All the building could offer.

Salvation.

You tugged lightly on your binds and found freedom improbable.

What could you do with a warning alone?

The sound of two enormous doors being pushed open sounded somewhere behind you.

They creaked and wretched with age. 

If you hadn’t turned yourself, you might have seen them.

If you hadn’t turned yourself, you might not have seen Donnie.

Of the two you were glad for the latter and you heard a rhythmic clacking heading your way.

Either tap shoes or hooves, the sound was sharp and indeed echoed a soft mimic that pounded your ear drums.

Like nothing, the binds of your hands were caught and you were hoisted into the air by the dangle of your arms.

“I can’t believe-!”

They stopped.

Your head lolled from the force and the reverberation continued to rattle on your ears.

“You’re awake.”

You very much wanted to look, but your eyes were still on Donnie.

You had height now, to view him. 

He was hunched forward and unmoving.

He should move a little.

He should breathe, you thought.

He should anything.

He should.

You were pulled higher and a face appeared.

At first you thought it was a deer, but there was an elongation to their features.

Large dark eyes examined you with a tilt around fawn colored fur.

The slope up their skull was interrupted by two large protruding horns that curled back and one of a pair of pointed ears twitched.

Their head tilted.

“That’s good. I didn’t kill you.”

Your lids lulled at the exact wrong moment and they disappeared.

You were shaken.

Not stirred.

“I wasn’t sure how to dose a human.”

You rattled back and forth like something caught in your lungs.

“Ugh.”

You were placed on your feet, but you had no control over them.

You were let go and toppled right over.

A forgotten rag doll, it was a miracle your head didn’t collide with the floor when you crumpled.

“You though…” An affection flooded the yokai’s voice as they walked toward Donnie.

They kept their arms close, but their hands spread towards him in a manner that you read was wanting.

From your body’s pile you had a perfect view of what this person clearly thought to be his destined right.

They thought themselves worthy of Donnie’s presence.

Donnie didn’t move a muscle.

The yokai stooped as they got close and hungry hands roved over Donnie’s form without making contact.

“All these years…” A tongue had to roll out and suck up some drool.

You had a protest on your lips, but you couldn’t manifest a sound.

“So.” The yokai turned to look at you. “Are you awake or not?”

You tried again to speak and sucked in a bit of damp air.

There had to be water nearby. 

This felt like the sort of place that had a fountain. 

“Ugh.” The yokai repeated before rising up on reversed legs.

You felt like you blinked one lid at a time making sense of them.

They seemed familiar.

Who had legs like that?

“Hey!” They waved a hand in front of your face.

You fluttered your lids trying to get them back in sync.

“Semi-conscious… So, the dose was wrong.” They mumbled to themselves.

You managed a little grunt.

“Oh, hello…” They poured sugar over their words. “Say…?”

You felt furred fingers slip around your chin gently.

“What…?”

They skirted your jaw bone.

“Gives…?”

They squeezed a little too hard in a flex.

“You…?”

Your skin was forced between their fingers and thumb.

“The…?”

This time they tightened slowly like a winch.

“Right?”

Pressure filled your ears for a thrum and you felt your skull whine under the pressure of their grip.

You were dragged several feet until you were laid out, long and useless, on your back.

You could see the ceiling. 

The dome dripped with foreign ivy. 

You begged it to descend.

“To touch him like that?” The yokai let go to hold to stare down at you. 

Not waiting for an answer, they clip-clopped on their hooves several steps in a curve that took them right back to the start beside your head.

“Parading around with Donatello, smiling at Donatello, touching Donatello, Donatello, Donatello, Donatello…!” Their voice cracked and they laughed.

Because their eyes had no focused pupil that you could see, their mania was sent to all corners of the room.

The chamber answered back.

You were fucked.

“Welp!” The thunder of them stomping down their feet blew out one of your ear drums as they crouched over you. “I guess it doesn’t matter, right? I’m almost sorry. Besides your connection to him, there’s no reason that I can see for you to be here. The station has no record of you, so I guess you’re clean. You might have one on your surface, but who gives a shit about that?”

You winced against tinnitus and tried again to remember where you had been.

Where had this all started?

Why was this happening?

Murky thoughts surfaced in black abysses that could look back. “In and out, can you pick one?”

You gave them a dull stare.

“It’s not my fault you chose to fraternize with the Hidden City’s number one villain!” The yokai rose and took a few leaping steps.

Each slap on the concrete concussed you further.

“Besides…” They walked over with careful hoof beats that made them near silent. “I need you alive for this next part, just hadn’t meant for you to know it!”

Your eyes focused for the first time and you got an actual look at them.

They were an antelope or something similar and they were wearing a sort of blue romper.

With a layered yellow badge over their heart, there was a piece of armor over one of their shoulders that almost looked like an Easter Island head.

Head.

Head.

Your head hurt.

“Wha…?” You gasped, barely perceptible.

“Oh!” The hooves slammed near your ear, blowing them out a second time. “You are up! Hey there!”

“I… don’t…” You winced and felt how you were laying on your tied hands.

“No need to be alarmed. My name is Antiope and I’m an officer of the Hidden City Police Department, badge number 12795.”

You had a few questions, but your face refused to cooperate.

“I’ve sworn a duty to protect this city, and on this day, I can finally make good on that promise.”

Your throat lurched with a sound.

“I’ve…” They squared their hips and had a dawning awe in their posture. “… captured Donatello.”

You pushed your weight onto one side in hopes of turning over.

“They said: ‘He can’t do that!’ ‘He’s weak!’ ‘He’ll never amount to anything!’ ‘He’s just following after his mommy because she was the commissioner when he finally got into the academy after failing three times!’ Nope! Nope! Nope! They’re going to plaster my name on the buildings! Hold a parade for me! Everyone will be screaming my name! I’m the hero of this city! I’m-!!!”

“Ante…lope…?” You squawked.

The yokai simply stopped and blinked one slow time before looking down at you. “Antiope.”

“The…?”

“Who is related to your surface Antelope, yes.” He had long lashes that caught the dull light of the chamber when he tipped his head. 

He didn’t seem particularly annoyed, but you had a feeling he’d been over this explanation a lot.

“You though… I don’t know you.”

Your head shook slightly against the conversational turn.

He struggled a bit until he was sat next to you and pondered to the air. “A human? Why would Donatello want a human?”

You fell back onto your back and stared up at the ceiling.

Wherever you were, it was definitely abandoned.

Though it hadn’t caved in, there was a life to the ceiling that wanted to bring it down.

“Donatello and I were close once.” He rocked side to side in an excited way. “We were both kids; what a childhood.”

You leaned one way before throwing yourself the other.

Antiope helped by catching your shoulder and pulling you onto your side. “I’d finally become a rookie when he ventured into crime.”

You were staring into his hip and flicked your gaze up to him.

His teeth rowed up too cleanly in the front of his mouth. “He was… an enigma.” There was a bright light to his black eyes. “We didn’t know who he actually was for a long time. He was a ghost. A player to challenge Big Mama. I couldn’t have asked for a more exciting time to finally pass boot camp.”

“How…?” You croaked.

“How’d I finally pass?” He lit up further. “You know I practiced day and night! I wasn’t going to let failure get me down! Even when ma told me I should try something else in civil service, something more studious, but I didn’t listen! She was so cool! My cousins were detectives! It’s a family affair and I wasn’t about to be the odd Bovidae out!”

As more of your clarity came, so did the sludge-like movements of your body.

You could barely do anything. 

It was as if those vines from above were encasing you from below. 

“Thanks for asking because, boy, what a rush…”

You pulled your knees up a little and tried to focus movement down to your toes where they just barely pointed.

He patted your arm and then leaned on you like a cushion. “I remember the first time we put a face to Donatello. It was a blurry image thrown up on every screen at the station. There he was… the child prodigy.”

Your nose now pressed to the man’s hip and you grumbled lightly.

“Child, child, yeah, I guess it is a little confusing for your short lived race…” Antiope stood and pulled you up with him like a dance partner. “So, sure, he was a little thing and I was a young buck in my 70s, but it’s about perspective. My ma had me late in her 800s and my gramma is pushing a thousand, but think about it this way…”

You were twirled from where he had a grip on both your upper arms.

“I got to be on the ground floor of something! Cops dream of having an arch nemesis and mine appeared the moment I started?! Who could wish for more?!”

Your stomach lurched and he slowed, holding you away like someone passed a child they didn’t want to hold. 

“If you make a mess in here I’m cleaning it up with your entrails.”

You got a glimpse of him and wilted further.

He dropped you.

This time you landed hard on your knees and squeaked in pain.

“As soon as we had a face, that was it. We chased him and what a thrill. He had it all. He was fast. He was creative. He was elusive. He was ruthless.”

This time you fell forward and your posture reminded you of Donnie.

Donnie.

Your gaze flew up to where he was still hunched over, but Antiope caught the back of your shirt. “His dosing is exact. I know everything about his body. I know exactly what it would take to keep him unconscious. I had years of practice, years of knowledge to pull from. I never had a mind like he did, but with time you can hone any skill. I wanted to drug him, so I devised a dose to keep such a powerful opponent down. It took one finely crafted tranq dart. Only the best for… Oh! We have another few minutes until he wakes up. I was going to set the scene for him. Something worthy of him, but then you just had to wake up.”

He shook you so hard it felt like your brain rattled.

“I’m not a monster, not an animal. I was going to show you mercy, you know? The whole point is you were supposed to stay asleep, but human bodies are so finicky.”

He hoisted up high so you were face to face again.

“So delicate… I needed you alive for him. You didn’t have to be awake, but you had to be alive.”

“Wh… why…? What…?”

“I could knock you back out…” Antiope’s head tipped one way to the other. “That was the only way you were useful, by the way. Knocking you out with that rock was the perfect distraction and probably the only way I could have gotten the shot into him. He would have known. He would have heard the dart flying through the air. He would have dodged otherwise, but no. One well placed toss at your soft body and the thump covered up the whistle. Ah… you. He just had to keep his eyes on you. You have some kind of worth in that way. At least you haven’t screamed. Keep it that way.” His ear flicked together.

“I don’t…” You shook your head.

“If you were already dead, why would he care?”

You hitched on another word and your breath labored around it.

“You…” His teeth lined up again. “Why does he keep you?”

You opened your mouth to force something out when his head spun to the side.

Quiet reigned and it was clear he was listening for something.

Was there someone there?

He told you not to scream, but was that for his benefit or yours?

All you knew was he had sensitive ears.

“He had me…” Antiope waxed and this time was careful in setting you down upright, as if you were a precious doll. “I remember the day we met…” He fixed your frame so you were propped for display. “I was in the field… We had a tip about a building. We broke in, guns blazing, and boom…” His head lifted and there was a shine to his large eyes. “He rigged a bomb from nothing, killed everyone in my squad, but me.”

Now that you were staring right at him, you felt your brows crease.

“Fate.” He told you, sure.

You weren’t.

“We locked eyes as he left me in the rubble… His eyes… So young… So… angry…” You watched hungry delusion eat away at him. “So… good...!”

You reared a little with the intention of kicking him.

He slammed a targeted palm down into your thigh that connected with your bones in a crunching way.

You cried out and he caught your throat to silence you with his other appendage.

“I never ran into him again after that! He spared me! He wanted me to catch him! I set trap after trap, but he was telling me it wasn’t time yet! He had to be all mine!!!”

Strangled, you sucked a sharp air in and gave your best glare.

It was enough that his ears twitched with curiosity.

You wriggled in his hold and he loosened enough that you felt you could speak. “He… went… to my… world…”

A grin stretched the loose skin around the back of his mouth. “Do you know in the time he was here, he killed more officers alone than everyone else in the last hundred years?”

You gave a dull stare where he’d ignored your question.

“Ruthless…” Antiope leaned forward with starvation on his features.

You leaned away, but he tightened his grip on your throat. 

His expression then reverted to a neutral one and he pushed you lightly over. “He had to!”

You fell like a knocked over teddy bear.

“This was no petty crime! This was a mastermind! In a few years time he nearly toppled Big Mama! Why are you with him!? You clearly have no appreciation for what he’s done, what he’s accomplished, all he is!!!”

“Why… not… Big Mama…?” You winced where your cheek bone had caught hard on the unforgiving ground.

“Why not what Big Mama?” Antiope crawled forward and rolled his head against the ground to meet your eye. “Why not go after her? Why not choose her as my arch nemesis?”

You nodded once.

He watched with a growing bob until he started laughing with interspersed burping sounds. “You really don’t know a thing! You don’t know about connection! You don’t know about rivalry! About fate!! Maybe he keeps you because you’re so funny!”

You were much slower in pulling your legs up and the one he hit pained you.

He didn’t seem to notice though one of his ears flicked. “Do you know what that woman has done for this city?”

If the villains hated her then you assumed authorities did too, though you doubted this man was a good example of anything. “No…”

“Right!” He slammed the ground beside your head and you jumped.

He snickered at you.

“You don’t belong here.”

“Then… let me… go…”

His teeth rolled as if he was chewing on something. “But you’re his penance.”

You squinted.

“Big Mama balances the scales!” Antiope rose and while walking away, he kicked your legs back into place.

You bit down on your lip to keep from screaming as he targeted what had to be a broken bone.

“Big Mama acts in her own interest, but her interest is yokai-kind! She loves us! She does as much outreach as she does villainy! You have to respect that! Ask any average citizen and they’ll speak so kindly of her!” He spun with his arms raised. “Besides, the Battle Nexus?! Not only a fit of genius, but the revenue it brings the city!? She’s… she’s… something else…” He slowed, almost lost in thought.

You wriggled to glimpse Donnie now that Antiope was a few feet away.

Donnie sat the same poured over image, but now you could see his elbows down were encased in metal.

You sucked in a breath to call to him.

“It’s almost time.” Antiope spoke with an even cadence. “Places!”

You were scooped up and dragged until you were in front of, but many long feet away from Donnie. Antiope then fussed about how to lay you down until he decided it was too hard to keep you upright. Settling with you on your side and looking back and forth as he adjusted you in Donnie’s eye line, you felt more bubbles of coherence come. “He ran… because he was… tired of this…”

“Nonsense.” Antiope chuckled and rose with a confirming fold of his hands on his hips. “He loves his work, if nothing else!”

That wasn’t wrong, but it wasn’t right. “Had enough… of this city… found better…”

Antiope stilled, but a twitch of his ear betrayed his interest.

“Why… do you think… he never came… back…?”

“Shut up!!!” Antiope slammed a hoof into your wounded leg.

You wheezed out globs of spittle.

“He was waiting for me!”

“He…!” You coughed on radiating pain.

“He what?!” Instead of bending his body, Antiope’s head rolled threateningly to one side.

“He… probably… doesn’t even… know your name…” You spit out and sent him a broken smile.

He was going to kill you. 

What did it matter?

You had no means of escape. 

You had to bide time. 

You had to bet on Donnie. 

You always did. 

The yokai screamed at the top of his lungs and kicked hard into your gut.

Stomach contents rolled out along with your breath and you were left to press into them as you curled forward around the pain.

Chunks smashed and begged you to hurl again, but you fought against the acrid scent washing out your nasal cavity.

“FUCK!” Antiope paced a long ways away by the sound of his hooves before he marched back over. “I was going to set the scene! I was going to have you set up all pretty! This had meaning! This was going to be worthy of him! You were the manifestation of his misdeeds! I was going to give you back to him piece by piece! Each section of you for a crime and then when he had all of you, he would offer himself up!! He would know! He would understand! Only he would get this! He got me! He was waiting for me! You would be gone and he would have me!!!”

“So…” You hiccupped on more bile and let saliva roll off your tongue in droves. “You… do… know me…” 

“Of course, I know you!” He spat, soothing himself by loudly grinding his teeth. “I saw the same notice as everyone else!”

You dragged a loose head up with strings of vomit begging for you to return to the floor.

Antiope painted a picture by throwing his hands out like a screen. “‘Notice: Donatello has been granted a temporary pardon for the duration of one week. He is not to be apprehended. He has amnesty as part of an agreement reached by the city’s finest, Big Mama. He will be escorting a human in a new outreach program. Consider his sentence reduced by a year in regards to an ongoing effort to ease tensions between our worlds.’” His hands plummeted. “I can recite it word for fucking word the amount of times I read it over and over and over and over and over and over and over!!!”

His voice shattered and he hunched for a moment until the grinding of his teeth started to sound like a crunch. 

He then breathed a few heavy pants before he rose. “A human.”

You wobbled. 

“Never thought much of your kind. The older generations hate you, but since we retreated to our cities, I think things have been great. Who cares if we used to have the surface? Our world is better.”

Enfeebled, it took all your energy to keep your head up. 

He chuckled. “You can’t just mention a specific human without details. Everyone pressed. Why this human? What’s going on? Why can’t we get a name? The department heads were furious…”

You scooted back a bit, away from your retch.

Antiope approached. “So I get no details and I can’t look anything up, so what’s next? Can you guess?”

You tried not to react, but you twitched when he dug into a pocket of his suit.

He didn’t give his intention away and caught your jaw. There he held you tightly in what you realized was a way to keep you from biting him as he methodically wiped your face clean with a handkerchief he’d pulled out. He then pushed you back further to keep you at bay as he cleaned up your mess from the floor. “I staked you out.”

Still sore, this time when your stomach bottomed out, there was nothing to give and you only heaved pained air.

He watched you with low-lidded amusement. “Saw you get to the hotel. Saw you on the balcony. Saw you go to dinner. Saw you on the beach. Saw you kiss behind those rocks. Arrested those kids for their illegal fireworks. Thanks for that. It was good for my ticket numbers. Saw you go to the market stalls. Saw Donatello assault that poor yokai. Saw the stall owner assault him too. Another slew of tickets. Really, truly, thank you. It was a very, very good day for my numbers.”

Bitters burned your sinuses and you stalled.

He had a lopsided grin to him. “You cooped up for the night so I had time to do my paperwork and then the next morning I followed you all into the city.”

“That’s…?” It didn’t make sense; Donnie was so careful. 

“It’s amazing what a pair of long range looking glasses can do. Maybe you feel like you’re being watched, but there’s no way to know for sure. I was too far, too far for scent, too far to see, but I was there. I was always going to be there. The moment he entered the city. I just had to reveal myself at the right time. Any sooner and he would have been upset. He came back for me after all. I had to do it right. I know all his ranges, sight, smell. I know it all.”  

“You… weren’t…”

“Weren’t, weren’t…” He mocked you with growing pride. “I wasn’t. You’re right.”

You looked at him.

“He tried to desecrate the most sacred space.” Antiope hovered haunted black orbs over you.

Your breath broke on a question of what that was.

“The library. The library!!” Antiope shouted and cud sprayed onto your cheek. “I can take him traipsing around built up money pits, but not our oldest house of records! He had couth once!! He never, ever, touched the library before you! He knew how special it was! We knew it was sacred! We shared that in common! Among so many other things!! Me and him!!!”

He honestly believed that and only that. 

It was so pathetic, you gave a puff of laughter.

He reared. 

His horns looked particularly sharp even though they weren’t primed to maim you. 

“He… grew up… there…” You told him.

It was his time to break for laughter.

He gave a belly full of it.

He then came up, wiping a tear from his eye. “Ah… You baited me a few times, but that was lame! What a joke; you’re already out of material!”

For how much he obsessed over Donnie, he didn’t even have the most basic of backstory. 

He shook his head. “You’re an odd one. I guess you’re sort of interesting. You haven’t even complained about the chopping up part. Do you think you’re biding your time?”

You glanced over Donnie and then Antiope.

He did the same sweep and looked at you with a curious flick of his ears.

He was right.

You were undoubtedly scared, but probably not in the terrified way he hoped.

No, that wasn’t right.

He’d said you were supposed to be unconscious for the whole thing.

Some stupid ploy at comfort.

It was difficult to find him truly scary.

Maybe you had been desensitized.

Mikey was scarier than this man.

Your head pulsed.

Something beeped and Antiope dug into another pocket to quiet what looked like a small oval stone. “Oh well! Whatever it was, didn’t come.”

He moved toward you with purpose.

Your senses flared and you tried to squirm backwards.

“Now, now. You’ve been good so far.” He shoved your shoulders down to the pavement. “You got the rejected tranquilizer batch. I wasn’t going to waste my good concoction on the likes of you. I don’t have any more.”

“You s-said-!”

“That I’d knock you out.” He bobbed with the memory. “I was going to hit you again.”

Your head.

He lifted and slammed your shoulder down.

Pain shot through your spine and you yipped.

He steadied his weight there to keep you in place. “I still could, but…”

His ears flipped back towards Donnie.

Donnie.

Donnie was waking up.

You started to thrash and ignored how your leg raged with each twitch.

“Cut it out!” Antiope switched grip so his forearm pressed into your windpipe. “You-”

He shoved down once.

You choked.

He loosened a little.

“Will not-!”

He did it again.

“Make me-!”

A third time.

“Look bad!”

Donnie groaned.

Antiope was gone.

You blinked into the air and squeaked with each breath trying to make its way down your bruised esophagus.

In a drugged slur, Donnie made a long drawn out sound and his head rocked.

Did you call out?

Where was that stupid yokai?

You glanced around the room as best you could, but saw nothing.

His hooves made noise.

Had he leapt?

Antelopes could leap right?

He was a yokai so it was safe to assume he was overpowered.

What was his distance?

Where was he?

You sucked in a daggered breath.

Donnie grunted once, his knees quaking around his form.

You scanned the walls and saw a glint on a far one.

He couldn’t hide his eyeshine.

Did you give Donnie time?

Would he break free?

You were going to die. 

You were going to. 

You were. 

You were going to hurt him. 

You weren’t going down without doing something to this bastard. 

“So… you… don’t care…?” You spoke and rocked a few times until you were on your side again.

Antiope’s click sounded through the chamber.

Donnie slowed his movement, listening.

“I glossed… over the stabbing…” You looked right at where Antiope was. “You glossed over… the kiss…”

For a moment, there was nothing.

Then there was a clatter so loud it echoed on and on, catching itself on the reverb.

It spun your head, but you kept focused on where Antiope had dropped to the floor.

He rose up and glared at you with overflowing malice.

“What did I say?” His voice drifted with hateful reach.

You wished you could see Donnie.

What were you doing?

Did you have faith he would break free?

You should air on the side of caution.

You weren’t about to let him chop you up either.

All you could think was how pathetic this so-called good guy was.

Good. 

Evil.

They were just words. 

This guy deserved none of them. 

You never did know when to stop. 

You wore your rash title with the many scars it came with. 

“Not ruining your show… Just curious… what you think… about me fucking… your soul mate.”

Antiope gave that burping laugh as he sauntered over, one clop of his hooves at a time.

“And what? Do you think you two are destined for each others?” Antiope stepped over you and toward Donnie. “You barely rank…”

“And you… do?”

“We never had the time…” Antiope dragged an affectionate finger across the back of Donnie’s neck. “We’ll have nothing, but it now…” 

Donnie didn’t move in the slightest.

“You’re a human. A blip on his radar. A fun new toy! Sure, you might be together, but you’re not really. He would never. What do I care about a cock sleeve!?” Antiope spit cud towards you and rounded Donnie.

“Funny…” You gave a wheezing laugh of your own. 

The yokai’s ear twitched.

“We live together…”

He took a single step forward.

“Have a life together.”

Another clack against concrete.

“Even have a son.”

Antiope’s shoulders dropped so hard you thought he might fall to the floor.

“Funny how this cock sleeve has had him bound and submitted more than you ever have.” You turned up and sent your most honed look toward the police officer. 

What happened next appeared to be nothing.

You barely felt a rush of air.

It wasn’t even enough to jostle a feather. 

A row of too perfect teeth gleamed vicious above you.

Hot grassy air wafted a second wave that tickled your brows.

Then you felt a press.

Your organs lurched around it and there was a leak.

Warm fluid pooled on your shirt.

Antiope twisted his grip slightly as he panted and a string of drool left his lips.

He’d stabbed you.

The knife was still being pushed into you.

You could both feel it and couldn’t.

There’d been no obvious entry, but every subsequent movement sent alarm bells through your mind.

You heard the squelch as he pulled out.

Now, it was obvious.

It felt like your innards were spilling and you sucked in a greedy breath that evaporated on your tongue.

“Don’t.” Antiope was still positioned right above you.

You only looked at him and the rage in his dark eyes.

“Don’t you tell another lie about him.”

You were going to take his horns and smash them into the ground until they broke off.

You’d kill him. 

Before he ever had a chance to get you. 

“Don’t you besmirch his name, you fucking whore.”

“M-me?” You quaked around your wounded core, but adrenaline got you lifted up closer into Antiope’s face. “You are so pathetic. You don’t know a damn thing about Donnie do you?”

The knife slammed into your shoulder with a force that went straight through your body and chipped the knife into the stone below.

“What did you call him!?”

“D-Donnie!” You shook, your abdomen growing hotter by the second.

This time he twisted the knife with aggravated purpose.

You howled and bit through too wet teeth. “Don! Sweet! Mine! My mate!!!”

“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!” Antiope brought the knife up and you saw it for the first time.

Drenched in your ichor, it looked no different than any other knife.

It descended and you watched, in slow motion, as it cascaded with gooey flecks.

Donnie was there. 

Just beyond the dribble, right where he’d been left. 

As it lowered, your boyfriend’s head rose up in time.

A counterbalance of the ages, his eyes were wide with horror.

The knife hit your body and skeleton based on how all of you rattled.

Even with the momentum, your ribs caused a skip and Antiope sliced a long line down to the ground, inadvertently avoiding vital organs. “HUMAN SCUM!!!”

You were still staring at where you could see Donnie.

Still stuck in the thick air, his mouth warped with words, but they didn’t form.

You knew that drugged feeling and felt your body rattle as Antiope jarred you.

You lost Donnie for a moment, but when you found him, he was exerting all his effort into pulling free.

There was a whine of metal.

Antiope flung the knife high and brought his other hand in, this time to steady the stab.

He wasn’t going to miss again. 

He was going to end you.

You were going to die.

Had you gone too far?

No, this was always going to be the outcome. 

You’d said your piece. 

You were at least going out having said what you wanted. 

You broke this man in the process. 

It wasn’t worth it, but it was better than being a helpless victim. 

You watched the mania on Antope’s face and the way his ears didn’t pick up Donnie’s struggle.

You had time to look back down and see Donnie shift with misery where his binds weren’t breaking.

He wouldn’t make it.

You gave him a leaky smile.

Donnie took it with utter horror.

The blade was coming. 

It had your blood. 

Blood, you thought.

That’s what was coming from your lips.

You’d given him a bloodied smile.

That wouldn’t do.

Not for his last.

‘I love you,’ you mouthed, seeing the moment he’d told you he could read lips.

You saw more.

You saw your childhood.

You saw swing sets.

You saw kids.

You saw ice cream.

You saw school.

You saw pain.

You saw colored bandages.

You saw young love.

You saw a kiss.

You saw graduation.

You saw more than one.

You saw drunken stupors.

You saw parties.

You saw person after person.

You saw them file down a hall.

They each gave you their own smile.

All clean.

You saw a co-worker distract your boss.

You saw a sandwich shop.

You saw Donatello.

You saw a thousand memories of him.

He stretched like an endless serpent where each head of him grew happier and more free.

He’d come so far. 

You should have told him that he had to keep going without you.

That, you thought, was your one regret.

Donnie’s eye flashed a  purple hue.

You wondered where his glasses were.

You wondered if he had a new kind.

Maybe he’d switched to contacts. 

They were probably something like his holograms based on the blocky flicker around his face.

You bet they weren’t even in beta yet.

Antiope was about to pierce your skin.

He was no longer in your vision.

A vignette as black as his eyes had swallowed him up.

Still, the blade nicked right over your chest.

Donnie roared.

There was a boom that led directly into a deafening splat.

A comical sound.

Gallagher had hit the watermelon that was you.

All your guts would splatter the audience.

They’d inhale the chunks.

They’d forever carry pieces of you.

That was you doled out.

Piece.

By.

Piece.

Antiope got what he wanted. 

You were wet.

Your torso was already soaked with your blood, so that made sense.

Your head less so.

It was in your eyes and, as you blinked, your vision was red.

It took furious swipes of your lids, but something barely came into focus.

A carcass of a dead animal that had yet to be picked clean, only a pair hips sat with leaking entrails oozing out of a pelvis pot.

It had curiously replaced Antiope.

You wondered where he went. 

You wheezed on a breath and saw a hallucination of purple pixels cascade upward in the air like bubbles.

They were everywhere.

What kind of information would they display?

You imagined it must be your vitals.

They were floating away because you were too.

Donnie crawled up into your vision as it waned.

He too disappeared into a sea of black.

You’d fallen into Antiope’s eyes.

Wherever he was.

“Y/N!!!”

Donnie was repeatedly screaming.

Each sounding got quieter as the thrum of tinnitus threatened to overtake it.

You felt the last bit of your vision bob.

Your body must have moved, but you didn’t feel it.

You couldn’t feel much other than cold.

You were freezing.

It was a surprise you weren’t shaking.

Maybe you were.

Maybe the moving was you.

You heard a dial tone.

Then a ring.

Hello?

Weren’t you supposed to head towards a light when you died? 

Maybe they’d updated their systems. 

Now you had to answer the phone.

“I told you I wasn’t going to pick up if you called again! You better have a damn good reason-!” Leo’s voice sounded far away.

“Leonardo!” Donnie gasped.

That struck you as novel.

“Don… atello?” Leo sounded as if he thought the same.

“Y/N!” Donnie outright sobbed. “It’s Y-Y/N! Please… I need… I need your help! Leonardo, please…!”

There was only a single second of silence. 

“What and where?” Leo spoke in a voice that said he was the leader.

For once, you believed he was.

For once, he deserved his title.

You heard Donnie choke out a response, but little reached you.

There were sparks. 

You were fading fast.

You were shaking.

You were moving.

There was the light.

Nice, bright, and blue.

You headed straight into it.

💜NEXT💜

I always want to thank my betas @tmntxthings and @thepinkpanther83 for reading through everything I do.

#weakspotfic #rottmnt #rottmnt donnie x reader #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt x reader #donatello hamato #donnie x reader #rise donnie #rise donnie x reader #rottmnt donatello #rottmnt donnie #original character #me #fanfiction #my fanfiction

[most-tragic-character-tournament]

To tide y’all over until the bracket is finished, here’s a list of every fandom in the tournament! Sorted by when each got its first submission.

It takes time to make the bracket cuz I gotta arrange all of these to be at least semi-equal in popularity to each other, and then make all the edited photos. I’ve been rather busy lately, but it should be up by tomorrow night :)

Minecraft Diaries

The Outsiders

God of War

Ace Attorney

Bungou Stray Dogs

Murdoch Mysteries

Yu-Gi-Oh!

The Raven Cycle

Lego Star Wars

Sanders Sides

Kamen Rider

Castle Swimmer

QSMP

The Magnus Archives

Lego Ninjago

FNAF

Half Life VR But The AI Is Self-Aware

Pokémon

DC Comics

Critical Role

Romeo & Juliet

Macbeth

Witch Hat Atelier

Final Fantasy

One Piece

Warrior Cats

Sonic

Chicory: A Colorful Tale

Trigun Stampede

The Owl House

Ori and the Will of the Wisps

Fallout: New Vegas

MCU

Arthuriana

Tokyo Ghoul

Total Drama Island

Nimona

The Cable Guy

Paranatural

Marble Hornets

Marvel Comics

The Umbrella Academy

Life Series SMP

Fire Emblem

Julie and the Phantoms

Persona 5

Star Wars

Young Justice

Fullmetal Alchemist

Hamlet

The Shadowhunter Chronicles

The Young and the Restless

The Untamed // Mo Dao Zu Shi

Cooking Companions

Demon Slayer

John Wick

Pit People

Battleblock Theater

Star Trek

LittleBigPlanet 2

KinnPorsche

Midnight Museum

The Witcher

Teen Wolf

Beast Wars: Transformers

Lost

The Stormlight Archive

The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System

The Arcana

Jujutsu Kaisen

Ultraman Nexus

Antigone

Angel

Revolutionary Girl Utena

Edward Scissorhands

The Mechanisms

91 Days

Assassination Classroom

Death Note

Repo! The Genetic Opera

Pluto

Kikai Sentai Zenkaiger

Bokura

Mabinogi

Battle for Dream Island

Leverage

Twisted Wonderland

The Iliad

Call of Duty

Tangled: The Series

Team Fortress 2

The Goes Wrong Universe

Harry Potter

Bendy and the Ink Machine

DSMP

Live A Live

Real Life

Stranger Things

Malevolent

Red Dead Redemption 2

Ib (2012)

Spies Are Forever

Madoka Magica

Magia Record

My Hero Academia

Ravenous (1999)

Lifesteal SMP S4

Outsiders SMP

Phineas and Ferb

Empires SMP

Ruse of the TMNT

Origins SMP

Frankenstein

The Otterverse RP

GenLoss

Woe.begone

Danganronpa

Witch’s Heart

Project Sekai

The Silmarillion

The Lord of the Rings

Spider-Verse

Helluva Boss

Greek Myth

Percy Jackson

Limbus Company

Rain World

Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure

Homestuck

Markiplier

Mob Psycho 100

Lord of the Flies

Good Omens

Word of Honor

Just Roll With It

Subnautica

Witchcraft SMP

Toilet-Bound Hanako-kun

Realm of the Underlings

Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint

Clangen

Hadestown

Rats SMP

Steven Universe

The Hunger Games

Fate Grand Order

Arcane

Everymanhybrid

Nashville

Welcome to Dreamworld

The Dolls of New Albion

Pact Web Series

Brandon Rogers

Ghost Quartet

The Dragon Prince

Steam-Powered Giraffe

Six of Crows

Torchwood

Deltarune

Bojack Horseman

Epithet Erased

Steins;Gate

Casualty

Tale of the Nine Tailed

Cookie Run

Succession

Purple Hyacinth

The Wicked + The Divine

Outer Wilds

Carnosaur

Miraculous Ladybug

Transformers Comics

Legend of Zelda

Breaking Bad

Devil May Cry

Castlevania

Dragon Age

Smallville

RWBY

Undertale

The Locked Tomb

Mystic Messenger

Black Butler

Interview With a Vampire

Death By Dying

Higurashi When They Cry

Transformers Animated

Pirates SMP

All The Bright Places

Chulip

Ride the Cyclone

Grey’s Anatomy

Empire of Exiles

Octopath Traveler 2

Hello from the Hallowoods

The Burning Sands of Ma’ssob RP

#most tragic tournament

[tmntkiseki]

I find it kind of funny that when it comes the Fast Forward characters TMNT fans hope make a comeback in other iterations, it's almost always the Dark Turtles that get brought up, but I personally ended up latching onto the Inuwashi Gunjin.

Like when comparing the Gunjin to the Dark Turtles purely from a writing standpoint, I get why the Gunjin get very little, if any, love from the fanbase despite appearing in just as many episodes. The overwhelming problem with the Gunjin is that although there are four of them, it feels as though they're only one character. The only one with a substantial amount of dialogue and thus characterization is the Gold Gunjin; the Red Gunjin gets a couple of lines in, but the Silver and Orange Gunjin never even speak outside generic grunts/cries in all of their appearances. As a consequence, the other three Gunjin don't really feel like their own characters, but merely extensions of the Gold Gunjin and thus aren't particularly interesting as individuals or as a group. In contrast, the Dark Turtles do have individual personalities and are thus inherently more interesting by that alone, never mind that their final appearance teased the possibility that that they were going to end up switching sides and joining the Good Guys(tm) (which would have happened had the second season of Fast Forward not been cancelled in favor of Back to the Sewer. Damn you, Back to the Sewer.)

However, I think the reason I like the Inuwashi Gunjin so much is because, to me, they are so profoundly tragic. The Gunjin are a proud race of warriors with a strong code of honor, and are clearly not bad people whatsoever. Unfortunately, because the wars they fought in ended and all they're seemingly good for is fighting, they were rendered obsolete--we have no idea what happened to the rest of the Inuwashi Gunjin but by the time of Fast Forward, the four we see in the series are seemingly the only ones left. When we first meet them in the second episode of the season, they are bound to stasis generators by Darius, which he uses to torture them and keep them under control "like dogs," as the Leader puts it, a situation that they spend their first two appearances trying to get out of. While they are eventually able to walk free, because they are the last of their kind, their final episode appearance had a collector of rare aliens capture them in order to put on them on display like trading cards. Knowing how much time they already spent in stasis thanks Darius, it's a pretty messed up situation to be in and goes to show how they're considered more of a unique novelty now than actual people.

Beyond that, I do believe that had more effort been put into their individual characterizations, the Inuwashi Gunjin would have been yet another interesting four group ensemble to contrast the turtles; however, whereas the Dark Turtles are their "evil" counterparts with the potential to be good, the Inuwashi Gunjin would have been older, more worldly versions of themselves to learn and take notes from. It is a fact that, thanks to advertising for a cancelled set of figures, we know that the Gunjin do have names; the gold Gunjin is "Leader" while his brothers (note: we don't know if they're actually related or if it's just short for "brothers in arms") are Hothead, Sage, and Joker. And the Leader Gunjin's characterization does genuinely make me think of Leonardo, albeit more mature and a bit wiser. Because of this, I can easily see Hothead as being Raphael but with more control over his anger, Sage as Donatello but not as hard on himself when he fails others, and Joker as Michelangelo but more focused and thus able to better apply his natural talents. All of this is just speculation, mind you, but it still would have been interesting had it actually happened in the show.

Overall, yeah, the Inuwashi Gunjin are a bit on the boring side and I get that, but like a lot of stuff from Fast Forward, they do have some great untapped potential and fandom is all about doing what canon would not, so let me have my fun with the metallic birb men, damn it.

#teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2k3 #tmnt inuwashi gunjin #And now we know why in my canon they adopted Iseult lmao #Also they have less generic names now #Shōma (gold/“Leader”) Yūto (Red) Seiji (Silver/gray blue) and Aki (orange)

[runswithwolvves]

TMNT 2003 AU: Blue

Just another TMNT 2K3 drabble. This one is a twist to the events of 'Prodigal Son' in Season 4.

Please enjoy!

Blue… A primary color and perhaps the most popular color in the spectrum. The aura of the color itself can induce a calming, serene and peaceful feeling. Stress can be reduced at the very visual of any shade.

It is non-polarizing, but too much can suppress appetite and melatonin.

It can also represent fragility, depression, impersonality and coldness.

Blue is an authoritative color, but it also expresses the vulnerability of such confidence.

It was the color of a leader: one who bore the responsibility of those in their care. However, which such resposibility came the additional stress.

Being able to relax or have fun wasn't really on the list of to-do. Everything was done with the whole unit in mind. Individuality was a rare concept and wasn't necessarily adhered to. True, their own personality was often visible, but they were always seen as too serious or mature to mingle with the lower ranks.

They were reliable, trustworthy and loyal, but it came at a heavy price that was often a glaringly open fault.

Leonardo, try as he may, could not hide the internal struggles that came with his position in the Hamato Clan. He and his brothers shared their rank, but he had been specifically named the Head of the Clan from a very young age.

He'd been groomed with that very thought in mind, seconded only by the primary reason for their training…: revenge.

He and his brother's entire existance had been chosen for them in one way or another. They'd been originally bred to be pets in a child's aquarium, but the neglagence of a logistics driver for a futuristic tech company had turned them into creatures humans typically regarded as fictional antagonists for horror movies and liturature. Their adopted father, also unwillingly turned from a pet rat into a humanoid mutant, had taught them the ways of ancient Japanese martial arts and traditions.

He told them it was to be honorable, duty-bound and productive citizens of the city in which they lived below, but were never to be seen by their neighbors… after they killed the man who'd killed their Master's Master out of revenge for his brother, whom had been slain out of self-defense.

Revenge was not honorable, nor the way of the Warrior in which the Hamato-Splinterson Brothers had been literally beaten into respecting.

Leo found himself wanting nothing more than to do what he had always believed was right. He led his family into battle time and again until their mission was accomplished. Their purpose fullfilled, they were simply meant to exist in their hidden world below.

But revenge was an endless, circular path.

The Foot Clan took matters in their own hands to take their revenge for their Master Shredder's death. The city was thrown in the crossfire of warring gangs and mobs vying to take pieces of the Shredder's Empire. What had been a means to an end had only been the catalyst for a dangerous, vicious road of blood and tears.

Even the supernatural world had tried to rid the Turtles and their Master from the Earth. Extraterrestrial forces as well.

Enemies they had not wanted to make had been declared.

Leonardo found himself questioning his blind loyalty and trust to anyone except himself.

The pressure built and built over the years. Doing his best to do what was right, to live as he'd been raised, as well as protect his family as he was meant to had finally crested the limits of his control. The steady level-headedness snapped into something more dangerous… Bitterness and burn-out.

Depression, anxiety, frustration and fear took hold.

The internal bottle finally ruptured with the betrayal done by someone he once thought just as honorable and trustworthy as himself. He thought she was the help he and his family needed to end the street violence and bring a welcomed peace to both Hamato and Foot Clans.

They'd bonded over that proposed future and it blossomed into something… intimate. He'd grown complacent in that time and when it came down to finally ridding the world of the Shredder and protecting all other universes from his reign, her loyalty had been expressed to the Shredder instead of him.

In the process, she nearly killed his brothers in front of him, then turned his own blade on him. She'd narrowly missed his heart…

There was no comfort she'd missed. He saw it as a means to further insult and dishonor him personally.

From then on his only focus had been to his family, but that had only driven him further down into darkness.

He stopped feeling anything except contempt.

He aimed it at his father…

He nearly killed his Master out of rage during a simple training session.

Leonardo rightly deserved to be sent away, though at the time it felt like he'd been betrayed again. All he ever had was his family and they had shipped him off to be someone else's problem. That wasn't true, but in the moment he didn't see it as anything except a culmination of his own failure to uphold his teachings and traditions, and the failure of his own family to be there to support him when he'd needed them most.

They'd made everything difficult for him. They'd never let him be himself and held him to the most impossible expectations.

In truth, he'd been holding himself and them to impossible expectations and had chosen not to let himself find the balance he needed.

He had none to blame but himself, as well as his enemies for doing ill-will.

He stood there now in the center of their Lair --their home-- and saw the results of revenge again. The walls were crumbling and the doors had been forced open. The supports were barely standing anymore and everything they'd ever owned was broken and scattered about the floor. Destroyed mech suits and remains of deceased Foot were heaped in the midst as well.

Donatello's various transports were gone, and there was no signs of his brothers and father either.

He'd been gone too long… He'd come back too late…

Karai had taken them from him… list time for good.

All that time wasted…

All that training for naught…

All that effort to find himself and become not only the leader they needed him to be, but also the brother and son they needed him to be… useless.

Everything from that moment to the present was a blur; a slurry of emotion and action.

This was the rage Raphael must've felt… This was the power of someone with nothing left to lose… This was the darkest of someone who's love and loyalty were tested and betrayed at the hightest levels…

How liberating to not care who he hurt.

What freedom to lose that control and give in to the instinctual impulses of emotion.

"KAPPA!"

"ONI!"

"TENGU!"

All names of the same wicked things that hunted humans in the night. There were none better to describe the devistation and brutal wake he left behind.

There were rivers of blood flowing off the walls and ceiling of the Foot Tower…

He found her, held up in her throne room with feeble excuses for Elite Guards.

Karai stood no chance even in her armor.

The look of absolute terror on her face was laughable considering this is what she'd asked for. This was what she'd wanted and now that she was getting it, she'd come to realize her mistake far too late.

Unfortunately, Leonardo was not exempt from damage.

His reckless rage left him open and Karai took them out of desperation, but his adrenaline-fueled body pushed through the damage as if it was nothing.

The final blow was their blades piercing each other's hearts: her sprawled on the floor below and him towering over her with his full weight pressing down. Hers passed up through his left pectoral plate and out of his carapace. His plunged into her left breast and embeded into the stone floor under her scapula, pinning her down.

She breathed her last faster than he did.

He lingered above for some minutes before collapsing off to the left.

There was no relief, no lifted wight, no peace or balance…

It was just… over.

#tmnt 2k3 #tmnt 2003 #tmnt leonardo

[terrazooid]

Commissioned @mushtoons to draw my girl!!!! everyone look at her or else 🔫

#!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #SHES GOING ON THE WALL #this is gonna supply me with enough serotonin for a WEEK #thank y’all so much!!!! #tmnt #tmnt au #tmnt leo #transfem leo #tmnt: honor bound #commission

[theotherrookie]

Ghostbusters multiverse in brief

Before the MCU started pouring millions in tropes that should have remained within the bounds of comic book publications, IDW did a decent job at fitting most incarnations of the Ghostbusters (and then some) in a somewhat coherent multiverse.

Unfortunately, the Wiki doesn’t provide a proper table with every dimension that has been featured in the series, so I’m making my own list.

Featured in Crossing Over:

IDW Ghostbusters - Prime Dimension

Real Ghostbusters - Dimension 68-R*

Extreme Ghostbusters - Dimension 68-E

Sanctum of Slime - Dimension 50-S*

Answer the Call - Dimension 80-C

The Ghostbusters (Penguin-Hunters) from Tokyo ESP: Scene 03 Penguin and Girl - Dimension 68-M   

Ghostbusters 2 for NES sprites - Dimension 35-N

RGB team from the Slimer! show (that awful thing we all have been trying to forget) - Dimension 68-Q

Robo-Buster and Mike the Golem - Dimension 68-V

Ghostbusters the Videogame Stylized version team - Dimension 11-W*

Rachel Unlighter and Disco Louis Tully - Dimension 00-D

The teams marked with a “*” have previously been featured in Get Real #2 as well.

As seen in Get Real #2:

RGB team as seen in the promo pilot

The Ghost Smashers team as per Dan Aykroyd’s original idea

The Peoplebusters (who I would have gladly swapped in for the Slimer! guys in Crossing Over btw)

Ghostbusters for Sega Genesis sprites

The Ghostbusters from the Ghostbusters Pachinko game by Fujimarukun Co.

Filmation Ghostbusters

The team from the Hulk Hogan's Rock 'n' Wrestling episode "Ghost Wrestlers" starring Captain Lou Albano, Wendi Richter, Hulk Hogan (???)

Honorable mentions:

TMNT in virtue of the events of the double crossover allowing all of this to happen

The Funko Pop figurines since for some reason they made a comic about them

I could be missing a team or two, so I might update this list in the future. Maybe there will be word on a comic about the kids from Ghostbusters: Afterlife/Legacy by then.

#Rookie's log #long post #ok to reblog

[remmushound]

The chakra’s and Tmnt

It’s been my personal headcanon for a while now that each current member of the Hamato clan represents one of the seven chakras, and from what I’ve researched of the chakras and their colors and meaning, they do seem to coincide at least to some extent.

First off is Muladhara, the root chakra with the color red, and it is associated with Raphael. The root chakra is located in the perineum and is associated with instinctual tendencies of survival. It encourages honor and loyalty to the family pack, and it’s the source of the fight or flight response. The root chakra is associated with the physical body, namely muscles. The root chakra helps us feel grounded and when it is unbalanced it can lead to rage, frustration, and resentment. A balanced chakra, however, allows the energy to flow freely and helps up prioritize, think clearly, and harness courage. Most incarnations of Raphael seem to have an unstable chakra, leading to the constant anger and frustration, while Rise and 2003 Raphael seem to have balanced chakra. Wether they have stable or unstable chakras, all Raphael’s share the same sense of loyalty to their families and instinctual tendencies, normally a fight response to anything that threatens them. Each reincarnation also has a similar courage and are usually the strongest brother, hence the muscle association.

For Michelangelo it’s the sacral chakra; the orange chakra located on the sacrum. Swadhisthana is associated with emotional responses, sensuality, and creativity. It’s energy is flowing and flexible, and directed by the principle of pleasure. It’s associated with relationships and fantasies, and the realm of emotions. This connects with every Mikey to some extent, and most seem to have no issue expressing it, even after several punishments associated with it. Mikey’s just love to love, and they are usually the emotional ones along with Donatello’s. They’re creative, though a lot of the times their work isn’t up to their namesake, they still love to do it and have fun. All Mikey’s share a love for parties where they can express themselves openly among the people, and even though the extremeness of their chakra fluctuates between worlds, they all show off their energy and creativity gladly.

Next is the solar plexus chakra; the Yellow chakra. Though the color yellow is more closely associated to April, it is actually Casey who embodies manipura. Located just above the naval, it is the center of self-esteem, willpower, and transformation. This chakra embodies confidence and is the cause of gut-instinct and personal power. When it’s overactive, this chakra can cause aggressiveness, arrogance, and over-confidence. This connects to most every reincarnation of Casey Jones, as they often feature Casey as an enemy to the turtles before he ‘transforms’ and becomes a friend. He is arrogant and hard-headed just like Raphael, and his confidence knows no bounds. He is cocky, has a strong sense of self-power, and follows his gut more than anything else.

Next Is the heart chakra, the green chakra associated with April O’Neil. Anahata is the color of love and fills people with the inspiration to be kind and compassionate. It’s energies are highly soothing and calming, and allows you to radiate love to all those around you. The color green allows you to be sociable and build strong friendships, as well as set healthy boundaries. The chakra reminds you to stay friendly, empathetic, and altruistic. This connects with most reincarnations of April and her friendship with the turtles and Casey. She’s often a soothing and compassionate energy to balance out the turtles and keep them calm and secure, and she radiates love and empathy to those around her. 2012 April was a literal empath, actually. The only April that seems to stray from this pattern is Rise April, who still embodied some of these trss as its, except less apparent.

Next up is the throat chakra; the blue chakra associated with Leonardo. Also known as vishuddha, it is connected to authentic self-expression and helps communicate out thoughts, feelings, and intentions clearly and accurately. The throat chakra allows an awareness of your personal power, and knowing that no one outside of you can make your choices. It helps you understand the power of faith and it heals, empowers, and forgives. The chakra resonates with confession and forgiveness. People with strong throat chakras like to speak and sing Leo is best singer let’s not lie. Throat chakras have an obligation to Appear Good and dutiful, and an unbalanced throat chakra can lead to arrogance, self-righteousness, and an inability to listen to others. It seems to be 50/50 between Leo’s having a balanced or unbalanced chakra, the unbalanced version prevalent in Bayverse and 2012 mostly, while many of the other versions seem more balanced and willing to listen to their brothers. They have an obsession with appearing good and dutiful to Splinter and to prove their worth to their brothers. They often have clear intentions, voicing plans and orders to their clan, and they are one of the more self-aware of the brothers.

The third eye chakra belongs to Splinter. It’s color is indigo and connects to mental abilities, psychological skills, and our beliefs. It is house to wisdom, facts, fears, memory, and truth. It’s a symbolism of squired wisdom, detachment from social standards, and witnessing your freedom beyond illusion. This one is more loosely attached to Splinter than the other chakras are to their character, but it still holds true for most reincarnation of Splinter.

Last is the Crown chakra; Donatello. The violet chakra, also known as Sahasrara. It’s located at the top of the head. Associated with the brain and skull he do have a big head tho, this chakra radiates health, radiant energy, while allowing you to enjoy a sharp mind. It signifies open-mindedness and deep thinking, and will make you love reading, studying, and learning. The biggest challenge is becoming too attached to materialistic things, and people with a strong Sahasrara tend to overindulge themselves with these items. This chakra denotes that you are sensitive, perceptive, and intuitive. On a spiritual level, it shows that You give without praise or recognition. Most, of not all, reincarnations of Donatello show these traits. Lack of their knowledge and brilliance receiving recognition (Bay Leo immediately shutting down Donnie’s retromutagen, rise Donnie going mental with even the slightest bit of praise, and I’m sure there’s many more); being sensitive is far more prominent in 2003 Donnie than the others, but each Donnie has shown some type of sensitivity (except maybe 2012 Donnie? Can’t remember). Perception and intuition are telltale Donnie traits, as well as a love for learning, and becoming too attached to their machines and tools has been shown with every reincarnation as well.

#tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt

[tmntaucompetition]

Okay I think I was able to fix everything!

Below the cut are the matchups in text form! Also please let me know if I did mess anything up.

At My Worst + The Lonely Buzz in Blue VS Mama's Boys -> Gemini Twins

Feral Leo VS Little Scraps of Wisdom

Ghost in the Shell VS SnapDonnie + The Likeness of Mirrored Souls

I'm Sorry, Teenage Mutant What Now? + Wouldn't it be Easier? VS Little Subjects

Finding Home + Death Wish VS TMNT: Shen and the League of Lesbians + No Crime, Only Brooches -> Rattrap

Snapdragon + Is This Right? VS Battle Scars

Open Your Shell to Find Your Wings VS TMNT: Omniverse

100 FT and a World Away + Forgive Me VS Happily Ever After

Honor Bound VS Even More of a Disaster -> Bad End Ninja Turtles

The Last Ronin Becomes a Discord Admin VS Life Goes On

Age Gao VS Hello, Clairvoyant? + Rabbit's Broach

Villain Leo AU VS Kid Leo AU

Twinpathy VS Replica -> TMT Croc Pot

True Colors VS Kendratello Childhood AU + August AU

Crusade of a Lonely Turtle VS Minor Interference

The Employees + Turtles All the Way Down VS Empyrean Weeping

Sep!Leo AU VS Two Arms Left -> REBOOT: A Second Chance

Portal Baby VS Sidelined + FIrefight

Reptile Rampage VS Wanderer -> Dimension Hopper Leo

The Neon Void VS Live Life + No Fun in Fungus

Snapper Lou VS Universes + The Unicorn Paradox -> Swanatello

Please Don't Leave Me + Lone Hunter & Turtle VS Tabletop Turtles

Remember Forever VS Aberration

Twin-Sync (More Than You Think) VS Mitosis + Minecraft Isekai -> Spider-Lily

Hues of Mystic Neon VS Until I Found You

Teenage Mutant Meddling Turtles VS Sorry I'm Late

Ktech + The Mutation Situation VS Blood is Thicker Than Ooze

Grown Apart VS UPRISING: A Dystopia AU -> The Little Prince

Surp-Rise! VS TMNT 04

Red Rover VS Teenage Mutant Warrior Cats

Tiz Separated AU VS Rise of the Parallel

psst! The arrows in some of them indicate a somewhat bonus round, so those will all happen before the official round two. think of them as round 1.5 :D

#tmnt au competition #tmnt au bracket #tmnt au main bracket #mod shadow says

[rainbow-filmnerd]

TMNT: From Foot to Hamato

Hey, have some Turtles fan art, and I finally got rid of this art block! Now a few ideas are starting to pour back into mind. I miss drawing the Turtles themselves, but I wanted to draw other TMNT characters, so I just settled on Alex and Karai. The thought process is how these two have similar paths. Oh, and this is a slight AU thing, which is if Karai had stayed with the Turtles instead of recreating the Foot Clan [thus why she has a different uniform on]. But I just wanted to draw my Ally-boy again.

Any watchers of the 2012 series would know that Karai is the biological daughter of Splinter and after he battled Shredder who destroyed his Clan, he took baby Miwa and raised her as his own daughter. Karai is an iconic character in the franchise for being morally grey as she sometimes sides with the Turtles but is loyal to the Foot Clan. Later in the 2012 series, Karai finds out her true family, a shit ton of drama goes down, and Karai was soon freed from Shredder for good. Although she plans to rebuild the Foot Clan and destroy Shredder, I felt like Karai was still influenced by her family heritage of the Hamato Clan. She is considered family to the Turtles, fights alongside them on occasion, and is honor-bound.

As for those who know Alex, he was separated from his family, the Turtles, when they got mutated, but several years later, he was found and taken to the Foot. He escaped them, but not without a near death battle with Shredder, and he later meets the Turtles. After finding out he's related to the Turtles by blood, he decides to stay and live with his family, helping them on their crazy and dangerous missions. But I just like this idea that Karai and Alex, who are also close, had a similar path that helped them find their destinies.

It felt SO good to pick up a pencil and finally draw something, and it was worth it! Wanted to try a couple of things here, and I'm back to side profiles. I just adore how Karai turned out, and I had so much fun drawing and coloring her! I am also happy that I FINALLY use this Hamato Clan Karai design, which I made back in 2019, and put it in a drawing. I'm also very pleased with my precious Alex and it felt good to draw him as a Turtle again. 😆 Also, the Hamato Clan symbol for the backdrop was a last minute decision that I think helped tied this together. Hoping to do more TMNT drawings, but at the same time, I wanna do more drawings based on the other shows and movies I like.

#kimmy's art #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #tmnt 2012 #tmnt karai #hamato miwa #hamato karai #tmnt oc #tmnt 2012 oc #alexander hamato

[beautyandharm0ny]

Can you recomend me some Leorai fanfics? I'm a fellow Leorai shipper 💙❤️🐢

Hi! I’m so sorry for late the reply! I wanted to take time to do this! I’m honored to be asked:)

Anyway I’m not sure what you read already, and I can remember all of my favs, so... just do it!

If you want to see new and ongoing ones, I think Archive of our own is better place to read them now.

Chandrakantya’s “Kiss from a rose” is one of my favorites. https://archiveofourown.org/works/16078856/chapters/37546877 Actually they wrote some Leorai stories, so you should check them from their name!

And Crowdog’s “Mr. Hamato’s Candle Emporium” is fun too. https://archiveofourown.org/works/23727151 This author also wtote Leorai fanfics, you should check them too:)

And RomaMarufixx’s “100 theme challenge” has lovely Leorai. https://archiveofourown.org/works/16104494/chapters/37616417

Don’t forget my Leorai goddess, @lexininja ‘s “Forsaken Promiss”! https://archiveofourown.org/works/8277895/chapters/18963745 you can enjoy the cinematic world! Oh and you should read their other stories!

And @suthnmeh ‘s “A Ghost of a Chance” has Climax now! https://archiveofourown.org/works/12376689/chapters/28154094

Taikaze’s “Home” is an amazing story, it has updated recently from loooong hiatus. https://archiveofourown.org/works/5835523/chapters/13448428

It’s embarrassing, I haven’t got my account to leave comments... I will, soon!

And you can see fabulous Leorai when you check “Leoraiweek”!! You can go to heaven easily😇

And from my favs in ffn.., (it’ll be long, I’ll use shortcut later, but nw I’m writing outside, sorry!)

@amunetred , aka mysteryred’s all stories are my treasure. “Jasmine” is the cutest ss https://m.fanfiction.net/s/11185708/1/TMNT-Jasmine and “Be Fearless” is the legend. https://m.fanfiction.net/s/11408687/1/TMNT-Be-Fearless I... I can’t stop lol

I’ll continue later, I gotta go now! I added some fics:)

“Best Selves” by Firebird Scratches https://m.fanfiction.net/s/10912863/1/Best-Selves (And their ss is so good too)

“The Girl Next Door” and the trilogy by n00btmntfan https://m.fanfiction.net/s/9874370/1/The-Girl-Next-Door

“Gold and Platinum Among the Stars” by Thewinterme https://m.fanfiction.net/s/10992738/1/Gold-and-Platinum-Among-the-Stars You can have plenty of Leorai time here!

“Even The Toughest of Us” by MusicRocks807 https://m.fanfiction.net/s/12607111/1/ They have many good leorai fanfics!

“A Son for a Daughter” by “Legend” sleepingseeker https://m.fanfiction.net/s/10010664/1/ It’s sometimes hard to read, but you can’t stop!

“Hanato Karai” by Jinn-Jinn https://m.fanfiction.net/s/10813870/1/ Usually I love tmnt2012 leorai and this is from 2k3, but it’s amazing!

“Bound by Honor” by @nodelinquent https://m.fanfiction.net/s/11003597/1/

“Pizza Time” by leoraiismylife (nice name!) https://m.fanfiction.net/s/11284742/1/ my favorite:)

There is a rule. Leorai authors didn’t write just one leorai fic. So you should see all their works, especially which in you can find Karai’s name.

I’m sure I missed some, but I have to stop this which I can continue more lol

Thank you, now I’ll reread them from here!

#hahaha too long #leorai fanfic #and I’m writing this on my iPhone so can’t make it short