#mikey is now literally the brightest light

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@sacredartist33013 I found this and thought of you and our conversations about 2012 Mikey with all his psychic and mystic potentials.

TMNT 2012 Mikey Headcanon #160

New ideas for new Mikey The Lifegiver stories!

Now that his brothers in some part share in his (natural, Kraang enhanced) psychic abilities, Michelangelo has been doing one on one training at very random times. He still needs Master Splinter spiritually to work with him one on one, but it gives him ideas of how to start sensei-ing his big brothers.

Raph - He never expected “Raphael, Projective Empath” to be on his resume, but he likes it now, so long as he can learned to separate and compartmentalize his own emotions during battle. Once he can sort out the emotional state of his opponents, he can grab those and tweak them - fear, doubt, rage, panic. He hates overdoing it, it makes him exhausted and drained. But after he accidentally killed two street criminals with their own fear-induced heart attacks, he goes to Mikey for tips. He doesn’t feel guilt but he does hope to not cause sudden death.

Don - His connection to Mikey is sounds and words, essentially telepathy. He sometimes senses his brother rifling through his surface thoughts when he’s reading a text or doing an experiment. Mikey’s interest in the soft sciences, plus neurology, makes Donnie slap a lab coat on Mike and title him Field Medic. Donnie learns that in battle, he can sometimes hear or read the intentions of his enemies and his lightning brain calculates the proper steps. Most of the time he doesn’t know he’s doing it.

Leo - Leo is officially Mikey’s keeper, in the spiritual way. Mikey’s connection to him is visuals, colors, clairvoyance. Leo still insists he leads their dances, which Mike just finds comical. They work on remote viewing a lot. Leo still can’t get Mikey to meditate the way he does, but he doesn’t mind the music nor how Mikey dances as he meditates.

April - These two are partners in psionic mischief. They love playing games, especially competitions. Casey Jones is often a moving target. In fact, Casey became a close confidant once he and Donnie both started dating April together. Michelangelo’s gloom over not fitting in often fades completely for a while when April gives him presents and initiates telepathic conversations that go on for hours. She rants about her two boyfriends, he rants about his two girlfriends, they wind up bringing Ice Cream Kitty into it and it becomes a slumber party.

Renet: She is just thrilled to be with Mikey when her time traveling allows. The strong deep love he has with Shinigami doesn’t bother her, she’s done polyamory before. The fact that Michelangelo sometimes, with effort, will breach time to call to her sends happy shivers through her. Shini is warming up to her. In fact, Shini is the only one who can calm Mike down during sudden outbursts of anything from depression to seizures to uncontrolled psychic bursts. Renet wants him to be cared for, and Shini does that, when she’s not with Karai being mushy ninja girlfriends.

See, the upcoming new fic will happen after the events of “Owari” and the Kavaxas storyline and the When Worlds Collide arc. But beyond that I’m all AU. That means Capritello and Shinirai and Shiniangelo and Renetangelo and Ramona and eventual Leorai. The end of the series is already published, now I get to tell stories leading up to “Children Of The Sun”.

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W-what if the the rottmnt boys reacted to their s/o as a cat girl??

This…I like this.

Nyah!

Neon Leon

So so so many cat puns

“My s/o is the most purrfect person in the world!”

He calls you “kitten” “kitty” “kit-cat”

Yes, he’s cheesy like that.

He does get a bit nervous after realizing the puns might be a bit much

But you assure him it’s fine.

If you’re a hairless cat, he loves to get you warm sweaters

If you have fur, he absolutely adores your fur

Early on in your relationship, he would nervously give you a quick pet

And immediately back away in case you didn’t like it

If you did, he gives you the brightest grin you’ve ever seen

Loves to run his fingers through your fur

If you purr, he’ll freeze at first from shock before wrapping his arms around you and rubbing his cheek against yours

“You can purr?! I mean it makes sense but- that was so cute!”

He’ll try to get you to purr more often.

He also likes to try pranking you

You know the cucumber meme?

He will sneak cucumbers behind you to see if you get scared once you see them.

If you do, he’s caught it on video- and no he won’t delete it

“Leo!”

“But it’s funny!”

Likes to replicate cat memes with you

You agree but only if he replicates turtle memes too

“Deal.”

If you help the guys out in battle, he will jump aside

You’re clawing the life outta a paper ninja

Literally shredded them with your claws

Every ninja in the vicinity sprints away

“Kitty’s got claws! Reow!”

Most villains fear getting scratched by you

Leo’s so proud.

Aside from battles,

Leo loves to cuddle up on the couch with you

You two can and have taken up the whole couch.

“Leo not again!”

“Shhh, cuddle hours are in session.”

Don Tron

I see Donnie as a cat person

So when his s/o is a literal cat person???

He’s going to combust on the spot

Absolutely adores you

Sets up an area in his lab for you

Scratching posts and climbing towers built to your height

Plenty of comfy pillows and blankets

And of course-

✨boxes✨

“This is kinda stereotypical.”

Cue Donnie deflating

“Buuut….”

It’s honestly pretty fun????

Donnie is so glad you actually enjoy it

Was worried he may have offended you

He also loves to run his fingers through your fur

The texture of it just makes him feel so relaxed and happy

Feel free to sit on his lap every now and then, he’ll run his hand through your fur while working on his inventions

He makes you a laser at one point

Not just a light laser no no-

An actual laser

If you fight along side the turtles, you definitely bring your laser with you

Donnie will cackle like a mad scientist when you use it

“BEHOLD- MY LATEST MASTERPIECE FOR MY GLORIOUS S/O!!”

So proud.

One of his favorite things to do is watch movies/shows in bed with you

You two curl up in the covers and doze with the TVs playing in the background.

Will let you use his heat lamp

It’s very relaxing to just curl up under the heat lamp with him

Sleepy vibes very cozy 10/10

You two can also be found at ungodly hours of the night going through the kitchen

Leo just flips on the kitchens switch and sees you on the counter

Donnie's brewing a fresh pot of coffee in the back

You both hiss at the light

Leo screams

Fully believes you two are possessed.

You and Donnie end up making it a habit to spook his brothers every now and then.

Mystic Mike

Thinks you’re the most adorable cat person ever

He absolutely makes sweaters for you and lets you steal his own

Thinks you’re so cute in them

“Awww!!!”

He likes to make you little yarn bracelets to fidget with

Buys you a basket of yarn balls for you to play with

He’ll toss them for you

You two also sit and make bracelets together.

Loves to prank his brothers with you

You know how cats will slowly push a cup towards the edge of the table???

Yeah, y’all do that

“Mikey- you and your s/o better not knock over my cup again!”

“We would never!”

Cue you and Mikey shoving the cup off the counter and sprinting away

Don’t worry, y’all only do it with non breakable items

…at least now you do-

You two once covered the entire lair in yarn

Took an hour for the fam to even make it to the living room without tripping or getting tangled

You know that one meme with the cat making a smug face while having knifes pointed at it???

That’s y’all.

Aside from pranks and general hijinks-

Mikey loves to cuddle with you

You two steal nearly every pillow and blanket in the lair and find the coziest spot of the day to cuddle in

The couch? His room? Right in front of the TV? Donnie's lab? On the skate ramp?

If you two fits, you two sits.

In battle, Mikey once made a joke that his weapon is kinda like a yo-yo or a yarn ball- but more deadly

Since then, you two always make cat jokes whenever you team up together

He has thrown you (with your consent ofc) at enemies

“What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?”

He says, as you claw the villains face repeatedly

Villains avoid you two.

After a long day, Mikey loves to just bury his face in your fur and stay there for a good 30 minutes to a few hours

“Mikey.”

“Yes, my fuzz ball?”

“Fuzzball-? Mikey I can’t feel my legs.”

“Sorry!”

Don’t worry, once you get feeling back in your legs, you two can properly cuddle.

Big Red

Will coo over how adorable you are

He absolutely just picks you up and carries you everywhere

He can and has held you like the long cat meme

Loves to pet your ears if you let him

“They’re just so fuzzy!”

Will not mind if you just chill on his shoulder

Whenever you two cuddle, you somehow find a way to rest on his shell

He panicked the first time you did

“Aren’t my spikes hurting ya!?”

“Nah.”

Cats are like liquid

You literally just sink into the spaces between his spikes and chill there

After the first time, he’s chill with you using his shell as a bed.

After a long hard day, you’ll kneed his shoulders to help him relax

He thinks you give the best massages in the world

Has fallen asleep during this.

He’s so grateful that you don’t try to claw his face like the regular cats he’s met

Also enjoys petting you, but doesn’t do it often since he doesn’t want to offend or bother you

Very considerate

Does give you a lot of head pats though

Also adores your tail

Thinks it’s adorable

Loves how expressive you get since your ears and tail help display your emotions

Finds it especially adorable whenever you get excited

Takes photos of you when you’re really happy

He does think it’s hilarious when you get so startled, you literally jump a couple feet in the air

Will check on you ofc but still finds it funny

Has you as his background

He’s very worried about making sure he doesn’t offend you with anything

Doesn’t want to make you feel like he’s treating you as a pet

“Raph, you could never make me feel like I’m not a person too.”

Very sweet

You two often fall asleep with you either on his shell, or resting on his plastron with his arms around you.

In battle, he gets pretty worried about you

Until he sees you slicing away with your claws-

Villains fleeing in terror-

If you’ve been scratched by a cat, you know.

From then on, he knows you can hold your own

Still watches out for you ofc.

✨Bonus!✨

Splinter shrieks sometimes when you pop out of nowhere

In his years as a rat, cats have terrorized him rip

He may faint

Don’t worry though, he loves you like his own kid

You’re part of the fam now

April also loves to join in on pranks with you

You two have a compilation of pranking Splinter

I hope you enjoyed!! Sorry for the wait!

Oh to be a cat person s/o

Cat claws hurt rip

Reblogs appreciated! :3

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Bay/rise 38!! @errorfreak88 @brightlotusmoon @digitl-art-monstr @selfindulgenz @dakotafinely @yarchurr @sententiously-sarcastic @sprinklestheditty

Content warnings!! Trauma and a scene that may resemble suicidal signs (please lmk if you can think of a better phrasing)

Leonardo and Hueso sat lotus style facing each other, Leonardo’s sword laid out in front of them. The rest of the mutants and April were forced behind a line of tape, told they could watch as long as they were quiet. Mikey and Raphael, it seemed, had trouble remembering that they couldn’t cross the line and would have to be gently reminded by Raph and Michalengalo to move back. They’d be so drawn into the ceremony like fish to a lure that they’d outright forget that they had crossed the line. Raphael, after the long nap gifted to him, was looking much brighter and calmer than the state Leonardo had left him in, and Leonardo had trouble focusing on Hueso without his eyes wandering back over to check on his brother. Hueso would snap his fingers each time Leonardo strayed and give a simple, “Eyes on me.”

The two of them sat in a silence for a long time, their hands joined. Hueso said it was only supposed to be a ten minute reflection to draw the memories forth from the sword, but for the first few times, Leonardo would have made some noise, no matter how small, and the progress of the ceremony would be lost. Finally, with great mental strain and biting his tongue to keep it from wanting to talk, finally they made it the full ten minutes. It was a delayed reaction, just enough for each of the brothers to consider that maybe they did something wrong. Then it happened all at once.

The lines traced along the blade of the odachi lit up in the brightest cerulean blue, spiraling in on itself until it illuminated a sixteen-petaled lotus with a downward-facing triangle in its middle surrounding a circle. Hueso opened his eyes finally, and Leonardo couldn’t hide the gasp as he witnessed the newfound beauty of the calaca. The usually blank canvas of his bones were decorated in bright rainbows of designs that seemed somehow dull in the presence of the glowing odachi. His normally white eyes shone a deep, powerful blue and his teeth each took on a different color.

“Hueso— your bones!” Leonardo remembered he wasn’t supposed to talk the minute the words left his mouth and he flinched with the expectation that all their progress would be erased, but it was not.

Hueso laughed at Leonardo. “My bones? You should take a look at yourself!”

Leonardo gave a confused hum and looked back at his companions, who all stared at him with wide expressions of awe and in various stages of cheers and silent words Leonardo couldn’t hear. “Why can’t I…?”

“It’s normal, don’t worry.” Hueso said, “We are truly alone. Check your reflection in the glint of your odachi if you care to.”

Leonardo leaned forward to look at the glowing odachi closer and, beyond the blue light, his reflection was as clear as if it were a mirror. Every mark and flaw on Leonardo’s face was lit up brightly, his stripes the brighter shades of the normal color, except glowing, while the rest of the imperfections matched the color of the odachi. Every scar and fault and blemish that covered his face and body was highlighted bright and beautiful.

“Wow…” Leonardo whistled, “I look hot!”

“You are Kintsugi.” Hueso said with a laugh, “And your chakra, of course, Vishuddha.”

“The throat chakra…” Leonardo touched his neck and felt the heat of the burning chakra within. “Wow. I’m literally hot!”

“You have no shame do you?”

“None at all.” Leonardo stuck out his tongue.

Hueso sighed and shook his head. “The sword holds the memories of all the places it has been. 
Each rift is opens leaves a mark in the very metal…” 

The reflection in the sword started to shift and change to show the most recent uses. Leonardo using the portal to defeat Leo in the spar. Leonardo using the portal to reach his father. Leonardo portaling away from Krang’s technodrone...

“There.” The memories stopped shifting at Hueso’s word, “When you’re more experienced, you will be able to draw forth these memories on your own. But for now, you did amazing.” Hueso let go of Leonardo’s hands to stand up. “Take your odachi and create your rift.”

Leonardo grabbed his odachi and stood up, every part of his body feeling numb and overwhelmed at the same time, and he traced the odachi through the air. It ripped through the fabric of reality almost audibly, the portal brighter and stronger than Leonardo had ever made or seen. The force of its draw was intense and unrelenting that Leonardo would have been pulled off his feet if it wasn’t for Hueso grabbing him by the bridge of his carapace to hold him still.

“We do not want to cross through there.” Hueso spoke just loud enough to be heard over the whistling of the rift, “You must move the rift to a safe entry point.”

Leonardo back to the rift and saw its placement, high in the center of the technodrone with hundreds of feet of open air below. He took a shaky breath as he moved just close enough to take a better look inside. 

“T… there?” He pointed at a ledge farther down the wall of the technodrone.

“You tell me.” Hueso said calmly. 

“Y… yes.” Leonardo decided, almost confident. “Yes, that would work.”

“Then let us retrieve your brothers.”

****

Everything was going just as planned. Krang was rubbing his ring with that devilish grin spit across his pink face, a tentacle occasionally rubbing the ring just to feel the rush of its power once more. The Shadow Fiend did just as Krang ordered, down to the smallest request. When Krang said to walk, The Shadow Fiend walked. When Krang said to sit, the Shadow Fiend sat. When Krang said to jump or growl or roar or beg, The Shadow Fiend listened. Krang liked that. He could only imagine what this creature would be like at its full power, and he could hardly wait to use it to its full potential.

“How much longer?” Krang looked away from his ring just long enough to address Draxum.

Draxum was humming softly as he did his work, as slow as he could manage without drawing attention from Krang. He had to give that skeleton enough time to find the brothers and bring them here, and he was running out of ways to stall. “The ceremony has to be perfect, Great Oni. I must make sure there is no fault in my lines.”

“Very well then.” Krang huffed, “Just hurry up then! I want my new prize sooner rather than later.”

“You will have your prize.” Draxum promised, “You just must be patient.”

“Patience isn’t a virtue of us ‘oni’ in case you haven’t noticed.”

“Oh trust me, I have.” Draxum muttered under his breath, too low for Krang to hear. Krang was too busy looking at his ring again to care anyway. Finally, Draxum brought Yoshi to the middle of the ceremony, the rat blind folded with his arms and legs tied as Draxum could manage without snapping the limbs. Mutants were all so delicate compared to yokai, especially their fleshy bits.

“You are a cruel creature, Baron Draxum!” Yoshi spat, trying to snap at Draxum’s hand while the yokai handled and positioned him like a doll. “Gaining the trust of me and my sons, pretending you’ve changed— betraying my dear Orange!”

“You should talk less.” Draxum warned.

Yoshi didn't stop. “And now you bring these innocent other worldly creatures into your lust for power?! What— you want to steal their mutagen too? Haven’t you done enough damage to the people of New York?!”

Draxum laughed and planted his hoof firmly on Yoshi’s back, pressing the mutant slowly and firmly into the ground and twisting him almost playfully. “You are not people, Yoshi. You. Are. A. RAT!” 

He slammed his hoof down hard and Yoshi cried out as the sharp hoof pierced the fur and flesh. 

“Leave him alone!” Splinter cried out from where he was still being held captive by Draxum’s vines. 

Draxum rolled his eyes and tightened his grip on the talkative mutant. “Why is he still alive again?”

“I want him to watch as I destroy his sons.” Krang laughed, “Or, more as my new pet here does. It’ll make him all the more entertaining after I freeze him.”

Cassandra didn't know how to feel. She trusted her master more than anything, and her master seemed to trust this ‘oni’ so she had to trust him too. But at the same time… this Splinter had been so kind to her. Sat down with her during her girl scouts phase… talked with her… advised her. He was so nice, and to see him being abused by her master jut felt wrong. But then she shook her head to dismiss such treasonous thoughts as they tried to invade. She was Cassandra freaking Jones! Loyal to the Foot Clan and to her masters to the very end! And when she could get her hands on the orb and free her family and clan, she would do just that and everything would be well again— just as long as they got those turtles out of the way!

****

The portal took them through just as planned. Their feet carried them swift and quiet, even the large box turtles able to walk as silent as a panther stalking through the night. The bigger brothers were the first through, followed by the mix-matched set, and lastly April, which made the bay brother’s eyes widen in apprehension .

“Should she be here?” Raph asked, his voice as low as one could hope it to be. “This ain’t exactly safe!”

Donnie’s eyes seemed to bug out of their sockets in his panic that quickly turned to confusion. “Wait— her o2 stats are still stable… how is she breathing right now?”

“She won’t be if she goes down there.” Raph growled, “This ain’t amateur hour.”

“AMATEUR?!” 

Michelangelo practically tackled April, pressing his finger to her lips to shush her. Leonardo watched the scene with a strange expression on his face. Raphael and Donatello were quick to notice, both of them exchanging looks to make sure the other was seeing what they were. The expression wasn’t quite sad nor happy nor upset nor mad. It was just… calm. Calm and so unnerving on the usually animated face of their little brother.

“April, maybe you should stay behind.” Leonardo’s voice was even and quiet. 

“What? But Leo—“ April stopped talking the minute she saw the look on Leonardo’s face. Tired and scared and calm all stitched into his face in such a subtle manner that to anyone other than family it would be inperceptible. Something was wrong, and Leonardo’s voice sounded so serious that April quickly forsaked her previous outrage for a gentle, “Yeah… right. Whatever you say Leo…”

She went back through the rift and left them. Leonardo turned his attention then to Raphael. 

“Are you sure you’re okay to fight?”

“Y-yeah! Feeling better already.” Raphael tried to smile, but it was hard. “Are you alright Leo?”

“Yeah. Fine.” Leonardo sounded more like Donatello than like himself as he hovered over the edge of the ledge and looked down at the long drop beneath, vertigo spiraling in his mind though he hardly cared. “On your call, bud.”

“Leo…?” Michelangelo finally caught onto what was happening, sticking out his bottom lip as he eyed Leonardo with red eyes that burned like the sun. “Are you okay?”

Leonardo gave a weak laugh and smiled, his eyes looking to Michelangelo, and the box turtle could see tears trying to escape them. “Don’t you worry, Hermano. You’ll be just fine. I love you all so much.”

“Why does it sound like you’re saying goodbye…?”

Leonardo didn't answer.

[brightlotusmoon]

Consider: Instead of using Hufflepuff, we can say we subscribe to the Michaelangelo Hamato school of thought: That all creatures, regardless of immediately apparent talent, have their own innate value and are worthy of love.

OH. YES YES. That's intrinsic and fundamental to his character and I have too many feelings about his goofy portrayal by canon and fanfiction but it's a long rant I'm tired

Also I think I said something exactly like this to my husband the other day while we were highly medicated: Something about how Michelangelo Hamato is like the spirit child or embodiment of a honey badger and a capybara, and a golden retriever. That he loves everyone automatically, like a reflex, and he will excoriate and gleefully damage anything that harms what he loves.

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I was randomly writing a Whump Angst snippet with Mikey and Donnie and fell asleep halfway through. I guess that spine dry needling is starting to relax me more than I thought.

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I totally want to do a AU fic about How Michelangelo Became The Mystic One but I will wait for someone else to do it. I hope a bunch of people write about it, imagine the Angst and Emotional Hurt\Comfort and Tragedy while he roams and learns with Kitty and growing Chompy. His is the kind of mind that would be most likely to develop clairvoyance if left alone long enough.

Wait now I'm sad.

[brightlotusmoon]

Dear Nick TMNT,

I just want Mikey to:

A. Be the most badass kickass ray of sunshine ever.

B. Be a great tragic big damn hero.

C. Be downright supernatural because we know Ciro will never really explain why Mikey was able to do all those WTF things that no one else could do. Be the most spiritual because Leo’s pedestal is still too high.

D. Be more beloved by his family. No more hard slaps to the head. More hugs. Fewer angery frowns. Better “good job Mikey, we underestimate you.” Actual emotional impact within the team. More hugs.

E. Fill in the blank. ____

F. PS, Electric Mikey totally could have stayed. They could have made it work. I’m still grumpy cat.

G. …. ??

H. B-TEAM SCIENCE BROS.

I. I should be sleeping. Mikey needs to empath me relaxed. Mikey should be therapeutic.

[brightlotusmoon]

Entire season: Not enough Lightning Mikey.

*bangs on table* Give. Mikey. Back. His. Powers.

(He would learn to control them. My headcanon is that Bishop didn't remove all the power and one day Mikey has smaller but more controlled power and he teams up with April.)

Awesome episode. My one complaint?: Not enough Lightning Mikey.

[brightlotusmoon]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (TV 2012), Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Donatello & Leonardo & Michelangelo & Raphael (TMNT) Characters: Michelangelo (TMNT), Leonardo (TMNT), Donatello (TMNT), Raphael (TMNT), April O'Neil (TMNT), Splinter (TMNT), Casey Jones (TMNT), Utrom(s) Additional Tags: Mikey Is An Iron Woobie, Break the Cutie, psionic mikey, Psychic Mikey, Alternate Universe - Psychics/Psionics, Neurodivergent Mikey, Neurodivergent Donnie, Autistic Mikey, Epilepsy, Seizures, migraines, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Psychological Trauma, everybody needs a hug Series: Part 5 of Sunshine Child

After Mikey develops telekinetic powers, the family becomes more emotionally connected. Things happen.

I did a thing again! I feel like I needed to Explain Things More.

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TMNT Headcanon: “The future only belongs...”

Hi hi hi. *bounce*  Soo, you know I couldn’t help myself and started headcanoning and head-writing as soon as “When Worlds Collide” was over, and I wrote this bit over the past week while writing other stuff, and it’s going to be a really long fic with actual science and characters wondering Hey yeah why is that a thing because heck off writers the fans may as well do better than you. Also my husband is like Donnie level nerd/geek for physics, chemistry, engineering, astrophysics, biology; and I have a habit of randomly asking him strange things that he randomly has the answers to. And generally when I come to him and the first thing out of my mouth is something like “So if a character has electrokinetic powers what sort of stuff could they do around the house?” I expect a realistic answer that takes two hours and includes a visual lesson on electrons and photons. Sooo yeah, here’s a sneak peek at a fic that is tentatively titled “Electric Youth” because I was a child in the 1980s, but it could change (if you don’t get the reference, try to guess) as the story happens. Also if you want, comment or PM me or PM me at FFnet especially if you know stuff about electric-powered superheroes.

 Electric Youth (Part Four of “The Sunshine Child”)

 It had could have been different, in that span of a few seconds.

“No! Wait a second, guys, wait! No no, WAIT! BISHOP, NO, NOT YET, LISTEN TO ME!”

And Utrom Bishop had paused. He had paused just long enough to see the electricity suck back into Michelangelo’s skin like water into sand.

Panting, Mikey had kept his hands raised, pleading, words stumbling over each other. “Just…just gimme a while, please. Look. Give the cannon to Donnie, okay? We-we’ll keep it in the lair, and if I start to overload we’ll use it, just please please don’t drain me right now, please, what if we still need these powers, come on…!”

And something apparently shifted in Utrom Bishop. His robot head twitched. He lowered the energy dampening cannon. “Very well. But you understand I must let the Council know.”

“Yeah, sure, tell them whatever! I promise, I’ll be good! I’ll learn to control it.” A massive breath of relief expelled from Mikey’s whole being. He was quiet, save for his loud breathing.

Raph had stopped smirking and was staring at his brother, whose eyes were still wide and huge.

Utrom Bishop hefted the large gun into Donnie’s hands, eyes narrowed. “Do you trust him?” he asked.

Don blinked. “Well, considering his excitement and his desperate promise to commit to controlling himself, I do trust him. Mikey has matured a lot.”

Bishop sighed. “Remember my warning. You do not want to lose him again.”

“O-of course not. Never.” And Donnie’s eyes widened. His fingers tightened against the white weapon, as the Salamdrian commander stepped forward.

Leonardo blinked at his ceiling, crossing his ankles and settling deeper into his pillow. It was still hard to sleep. That had happened. All of that had happened earlier. He could hear the threats of Newtralizer, he could hear Mikey’s sudden scream of agony as he was electrified and disintegrated mid-leap…

With a frustrated huff, Leonardo sat up and threw back the covers. Tea, damn it.

It was getting warmer as spring ended but the lair’s floor was cool on his bare feet as he walked to the kitchen. Tea.

He was heating the kettle and reaching for one of the calming herbal blends when he heard the scrape of a chair. It wouldn’t have alerted him, if not for what sounded like static shock and a whispered “Ow again, damn it.”

“Mikey?”

He turned around, and his little brother looked up almost guiltily, his toe still grinding into the floor and his finger still bouncing rapidly on the table countertop – the metal countertop. Leo blinked.

“S-shouldn’t you not be doing that?”

“M’tryin to figure out how,” Mikey said earnestly. Then Leo understood. Mikey had been randomly touching things, sliding his feet against things, waiting for the static shock to tell him what was safe. But what if nothing was…

Sighing, Leo walked over and gave his brother a one-armed hug. “I’ll admit, this is gonna be weird, Mikey. Are you sure you did the right thing in stopping Bishop?”

“Dude, are you even serious right now? Of course. I got this. I mean, I will. Get this. I said I would, didn’t I? I’m cool. I’m all good!”

Inwardly, Leo chuckled. Mikey trying to act smooth when everyone knew he wasn’t was always adorable. That was one of his real talents, calming down a situation with wit and strange banter until de-escalation.

“Don’t laugh at me, Leo, I’m really really trying this time.”

Sometimes he forgot just how empathic Mikey now was. “Sorry, little brother, it’s just…well, you’re my little brother. It’s not that I don’t believe you’ll be fine, I’m just always going to worry about you.”

Mikey grinned sleepily and nodded. The water boiled. Leo went and poured his tea.

“Hey,” Mikey said, “can you put a tea bag in a mug for me, since you’re there? With regular water? Actually, make it cold.”

Leo raised an eyeridge. “Okaay…”

He brought the mugs to the table and handed Mikey the cold, barely seeping tea. Mikey clutched it with both hands and stared at it. Slowly, a trickle of light blue electricity emerged from the skin of his hands and crawled toward his fingertips. Leo watched, fascinated. The static jumped from Mikey’s fingers to the porcelain, wrapped around it, and if Leo had blinked he would have missed the steam rising.

“Well,” he said, “That’s one way to practice.”

“It worked!” The grin Mikey gave him could have lit the room. “I did it! YES!” Happily, he sipped his tea, feet swinging, and Leo laughed.

Little things like this, he realized. Little tiny things like heating up a mug of water, not huge incredible things like…like battling an elecrokinetic reptile man or blowing up bits of a bug alien spaceship. Or creating a force field to hold back an explosion inside of a damaged bug alien spaceship. If he weren’t living electricity, able to move literally like lightning, he wouldn’t even be here.

That was the other thing. And no matter how many times Raph and April and Karai had gone over it, Leo still wasn’t sure. There had been a visible surge in electrical energy from all over the alley, they said, and then it all just…gathered and coalesced and…BOOM. And then there had been a Mikey from the ground up, from the skeleton up, screaming into existence and suddenly ready to run, like a newborn wild creature. There had been no fatigue, no confusion, just there and whole as if he had never been gone. That was what Donnie had been mumbling about on the way back to the lair, after dropping Mona Lisa and Karai off at the Mutanimals’ warehouse. Granted, Don himself had been in such shock over Mikey making such a grand entrance that he had somehow forgotten Mikey was alive (had brought himself back to life?) and couldn’t stop shaking his head while they waited for Raphael to say goodbye to Y’Gythgba (and it wasn’t like he wouldn’t see her again, but then Leo remembered how Karai had nudged him). It didn’t make sense, none of it made sense, April had reached out to Mikey had had to pull back as if electrocuted, she could barely sense him under the crackling strangeness and the darkness of it all.

“Leo, yours is getting cold,” and he blinked, remembering to drink his tea while watching Mikey stim and fidget and carefully spin his mug while murmuring, “I did it, I’m the best, I’m awesome” under his breath.

It was giving Leo room to think. The way he could move. The sheer ability to turn into energy and move in a blink, was that going to cause problems? It had saved him when he jumped from Dregg’s exploding ship. But was it costing him anything? Could he be in pain? April had said that Bishop’s warning of a burn out killing Mikey seemed extremely serious, but how well did Bishop know the turtles’ mutations or Newtralizer’s powers? And this was Michelangelo they were talking about. He had lived through some bizarre things. And, Leo mused, he had this odd talent for…attracting weirdness. He was just good at supernatural things. The demodragon seal, for one, they still hadn’t figured that out. Kavaxas may have been woefully out of touch by assuming the seal couldn’t be fixed (and with chewing gum for that matter) but perhaps Mikey just…had that aura. And it made sense, Leo decided, since after Splinter’s death Mikey had gotten spiritually very powerful, enough to become nearly telepathic. This, though, was nothing like that. This was physical actual energy. And it still affected Mikey; he had still had to avoid being shocked by Newtralizer. Donnie said he was going to test that; could Mikey eventually absorb external electric shocks, did he create his own energy or did he draw it from the environment, and where in his brain did he instinctively control his energy. Leo had filtered out the longer words, already exhausted.

And now he just couldn’t sleep, and now he was watching Mikey play with raw electricity like a toy, and—

“Mikey, what are you doing?”

Leo nearly inhaled tea and looked up.

Donatello was standing at the table, arms folded. Mikey had apparently been playing with the water, literally playing with it, Leo watched as plumes of steam danced across the table. Mikey’s face had the frozen whoops face of a child caught with a cookie. A grin stretched across his face, his eyes still wide and innocent as he looked up at Donnie.

“Heeeey, Dee. How’s it going?”

“Michael…” and Leo immediately ducked his head so he wouldn’t laugh; Don only used that form of their little brother’s name when he was really irritated, “…what did I tell you when we got home earlier?”

“Thaaat I wasn’t allowed to perform any electricity tricks and I was supposed to wake you up if I felt like my powers were overloading and I needed a release?”

Really? Leo frowned. He didn’t remember that conversation.

“And what are you doing?”

“Yeah, but, Leo started making tea and…”

“Leo, can’t you sleep?” And Donnie turned worried eyes to Leo, who straightened and looked nonchalant as he could. “Actually, I couldn’t sleep. Too wired up from what happened today.”

“Heh,” Mikey giggled under his breath. “Wired. Heh.” And Leo rolled his eyes, even as he smiled. Well, it was true.

“You wanna see wired, I was wired, I was wired like a boss and it--”

“Mikey…” and Donnie sounded like a disgruntled yet resigned parent.

“Sorry, Dee, I couldn’t help it.” And Mikey sounded exactly like a chastised, actually apologetic, hyperactive child. Leo inwardly slapped himself; he was obviously loopy.

“And I decided to make tea,” Leo said, as if he were a hand slapping against the table ending whatever standoff between parent child. “And I heard Mikey, uh, experimenting with his powers. He asked if I could put a teabag in cold water, and then he heated it up. And he was really proud of himself, Donnie, I--”

“Wow, actually, that sounds awesome,” Don interjected. He sat down. “I wouldn’t mind seeing that.”

“Really?” Mikey’s smile turned megawatt. Ugh, puns, Leo thought, there will be an overabundance of energy puns in this house forever. He smiled to himself. It would be worth it if they really did find a way to control Mikey’s powers.

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Welp, my Electric Mikey fanfic is going in a really weird direction that I did not expect. It's cool though. Because I can use the whole "Leonardo and Michelangelo have the strongest ability to sharpen their intuition" speech from Splinter (back in Tokka vs Earth) to include Mikey's spiritual empath powers to boost his electrokinetic power. And then April and Leo can help. That was the entire point of the Sunshine Child AU anyway. To explore Leo and Mikey being Spiritual Intuition Bros with Ghost Splinter. Now that actual canon gave Mikey electrokinesis for an episode, I can push it a little more. Also, I get to create a new alien race, yay.

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Five years later: Oh, right. I still wish they kept the powers, even just toned down. That entire episode was literally fan service anyway, but to give and then take a superpowered Mikey so utterly deliberately, that hurt.

The reason it was Tales Of TMNT was because it was honoring Mirage's Tales Of TMNT, where they and guest writers would create AU stories of their own characters. Infamously or famously, the issue "The Path" is one of these, in which Klunk dies and Splinter gives Mikey a lesson in choosing a path that's full of backhanded compliments that really are well-meaning. Tales included stories even weirder than some of those episodes, even the Mutant Apocalypse Arc. This is why fandom bullies make me laugh. You think a particular headcanon is bizarre and wrong? You should see what they said behind the scenes. Then again it was over 20 years ago, I'm not sure if you can anymore. Damn you, annoyingly specific memories that only exist for fandom trivia.

TMNT Electrokinetic Mikey headcanon

Did I say I almost don’t want to write a fic about a good TMNT episode with tragic heroic Mikey? HAH I crack me up. Nah, kittens, this is a story for my “Sunshine Child” AU which follows canon with divergence. Either I finish the current work in progress (you know, the Quantum story) or I toss in the events of “When Worlds Collide” into that story and run with it. Oooh.

Headcanons!

Mikey quickly figures out a way to control his electricity powers, because he just…can. His emotional resilience is disturbingly powerful. His mind automatically takes something huge and makes it his. He begs Bishop to hold off on removing the power for a time. Donnie convinces Bishop to give him the draining gun. Mikey trusts Donnie. Bishop, Karai, and Y'Gythgba have doubts, but April, Don, Leo, and Raph are very curious. They know their little brother.

Family moments, with superpowers.

April vs Mikey, Donnie as referee, Casey as a moving target, Leo as spiritual adviser because by the way what happened to that, and later Mikey learns electric based healing and telekinesis and how to cook dinner on a manhole. April shows him how to see auras, he one-ups her by seeing the energy of places and of space.

But first, we get a tender B-Team moment in the lab of check ups and “You’re not supposed to be the dying one” and bandages with superheroes on because those electricity powers singed him a little…he falls asleep while Donnie is hugging him out of sheer fatigue and the entirety of the day finally catching up, everything happened so fast there was no time, and now all the time is here, coalesced into this love between brothers.

And then Raph follows him around touching him gently, talking to him, just to make sure he’s still even there, and Leo makes him meditate and notices how brilliant crackling bright Mikey’s aura is now.

And Mikey himself shrugs and laughs like a mischievous god, but in the dark silence when he’s alone, he is in pain and he separates part of his mind just to the task of holding the electricity inside, and he is afraid, but too proud and excited about being the hero who made the sacrifice, and one day, really soon, he’ll ask Don to drain his powers, maybe tomorrow, maybe the next day, it can’t be that bad, he’ll master his control. And he falls asleep crying because he’s burning under his skin and his dreams are full of lightning. He wakes up feeling sizzling inside, with a tiny hole burnt in his pillow and he hides it. He reminds himself to ask April how she controls her energy blasts but he’s also thinking he needs to call up Rook to chat about thermodynamics and maybe a specialized arm bracelet to control himself. Every night he thinks “Tomorrow I’ll get Donnie to zap me back to normal.”

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Electric Mikey is still canon just hidden where we can't see, shut up

In a PM with an equally bitter salty writer fan:

Re your latest review of my Sunshine Child story! You said “Story: He Is Quantum (Part Three of The Sunshine Child) Chapter: 1. From: Silexwitch I so enjoy these. Mikey and his blossoming powers. I really like how they each have their own reaction to his telepathic sendings. I’d love to see them try and figure that one out, but then again Leo is spiritual, Raph is emotional and Donnie is logical, so I guess it makes sense. But Donnie’s theory if Mikey could telepathically/empathetically make someone do something, that’s going to be a real test, one that might be pretty damn scary for them”

OMG you are so enjoying these, Mikey and his blossoming powers! Do you even know how happy that makes me?? AAAAAAAAH I love even small comments like this

Ahem.

Yes, and now Electrokinetic power will be added because Mikey damn deserves it.

I am so bitter that I will do an entire backstory where Mikey’s original mutation was that point five chance of making a psionic mutant on Earth, and the Utrom Council realizes it. Like my series “Mikey The Lifegiver” but closer to whatever canon does. Thus I will follow the episodes and tweak them! See I am so bitter that Bishop drained Mikey’s powers that I will make sure it didn’t happen. And whilst controlling the electricity, Mikey develops more psychokinetic ability, like energy manipulation with healling and empathy that projects to become clairvoyance and telepathy. How does that sound?? I mean it might as well be an AU of my AU.

Plus, I plan on waiting for the Father and Renet episodes but my firm headcanon is that Electric Mikey retained some power and only uses it in between episodes where the audience cannot see. That’s the fanfic domain ha ha hahaha

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Everyone Do The Electric Slide Mikey Dance

Uh oh. So, canon finally did it and gave Michelangelo psi based superpowers, albeit for three quarters of an episode, so my unique AU fanfiction is finally something acknowlegeable. So that means that in CFR Mind Games and any sequel to CFR Crossfire, I could hype up Psionic (Epileptic Autistic) Mikey's telekinesis to show off the electrokinesis for real rather than pretend. Although I might be forced to kill Splinter anyway. Mikey The Lifegiver is meant to ignore the last two episodes of Season 4 onward and the Cold Fire Rising universe is still happening in mid season 4 after their return to Earth. Only the Sunshine Child AU is following canon, thus I'm so damn glad I waited for the episodes before continuing. The story I'm working on takes place right after the previous arc but I'm already outlining a psychic electrokinesis story in which they find a way to control the electrokinesis, with B-Team angst and Raph/Mikey fluff and Mona Lisa being a natural prankster. But more importantly, this also means that other writers will write Electrokinetic Mikey...and it makes me SO FREAKING HAPPY that it's already happening, because we will totally headcanon that he keeps the powers for as long as possible before they need to use the draining cannon. GO. WRITE THE THING. I LOVE YOU.

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I almost don't want to write a fic about "When Worlds Collide" because it went almost too well. I do wish we could have seen family moments dealing with Electric Mike before Bishop decided it was too risky to his health. It was too obvious a cop-out. Permanent powers that would eventually kill him, let's just get rid of them now before you all can enjoy them. *huffs, props chin in hand, shrugs* But for half an episode, my biggest headcanon was canon, sort of. I am glee.

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AGAIN.

Although now there's Baclofen and Gabapentin and they are Good.

Pls tag me in Sweet Fluffy Angst TMNT imagines and headcanons, or make some for me, because it hurts. Like, the Bay turts giving my self insert gentle massages and stretches like in physical therapy where I happily lie there and let them work my muscles for me because damn it sometime a cripple just doesn't want to move, okay?

Inhale.

HAHAHAHAHA I have stressed myself into a combination of violent headaches: cervicogenic, pressure, tension, eyestrain, TMJ, and possibly - from the current throbbing - migraine with aura.

YAAAAAY.

It's cool, it's fine, time for opiates, and CBD, and twice the Robaxin because I have fucking spastic palsy, and re-watching the entire second season of Rise Of The TMNT while crying into my plush kitties and eating chocolate chips like popcorn. Wait, I should make popcorn, it builds serotonin and raises seizure thresholds and encourages endorphin release, and the chocolate increases oxytocin and helps quiet nociceptors.

Also, you know what else does that?