#raph ace's version

[ace-of-garlic-breads]

ome TMNT (ace's version) Raphmona :3 (my plan for Mona is to give her a different outfit for every day (for her lol)(alike to characters like Mabel from Gravity falls) but keeping the same colour schemes)

[tmnt-aces-version]

So I just hit 400 followers on my IG

(BLOWN AWAY BY THAT)

(Rules and info below if ur interested in participating)

you can:

-change the poses (just keep the general idea)

-add any other TMNT (Ace's version) Characters (only if they've got an official design or one approved by me)

RULES:

-NO TRACING OR AI. entries with those WILL be disqualified

-due September 1st (extensions can and will be given if needed)

- NO NSFW

-please don't include ships that aren't previously approved by me

- Tag or DM me with your entery and use #agb400dtiys

PRIZES

4th place: full body lineart of ONE character

3rd place: Full body flat colour of ONE character

2nd place: Half body full colour & shaded of two characters

1st place: official TMNT (Ace's version) design of your OC and a character sheet OR a full body full colour and shaded of two characters

Without text or lighting:

[endermen-impasta]

The boy :D

I'm so proud of him :')

More turtles; along with just a lil sprinkle of ace propaganda

[chil-aglia]

FTNTH & WFI Crossover!

Not a total disaster

Chapter 1

WFI Donnie belongs to @cimmerian1275 (who also beta read this)

We decided, hey, let’s make a crossover with our double mutated versions of Leo and Donnie, because we love some disaster twins' shenanigans!

We also decided to call them Sword and a Sparrow (SAAS)

Sadly, can’t tag it, won’t show up for some reason

The city never slept, but tonight, even its usual hum seemed quieter—muffled by the cold air, heavy with silence and a biting chill. Leo sat hunched on the edge of a rundown rooftop in Brooklyn, fingers curled tightly into the sleeves of his blue hoodie, shivering with each sharp gust of wind that blew past the perch. His breath came out in pale clouds, disappearing into the darkness.

His shoulders ached—not from battle or from training, but from carrying too much.

The slider rubbed his hands together roughly, trying to summon some warmth, though it felt more like a distraction from everything else. He pulled the fabric down farther, trying to cover the fins that jutted out from his forearms. The sight made his gut twist. He clicked his tongue in frustration, eyes narrowing.

He hated them.

He hated this.

The fight with Raph echoed fresh in his head, sharp and raw, the words ringing louder than the cold ever could.

"How are we supposed to be heroes when you’re over here looking like a monster?"

Leo flinched.

Monster.

The word bounced around in his chest like a ricocheting blade, carving itself into every soft part left inside him.

He stared at his hands, the faint shimmer of webbing between his fingers catching the distant glow of a neon sign. His gaze drifted lower—his tail gave a slow twitch on its own, like a serpent tasting the air. It didn't feel like part of him. It never had. Just another thing he couldn’t control.

Just another reason to agree with Raph.

"Monster."

A groan tore from his throat as he dropped his head into his palms. His fingers curled against his jawline, wishing—wishing—he could peel it all off and go back. Back to when he was just Leo, the cocky one, the funny one, the one who didn't have to lead anyone or carry a curse in his veins.

This wasn’t his fault. It wasn't. He just knocked over a stupid vase. That’s all it took. One dumb mistake in some museum, and now…

Zarynthia.

Even her name crawled through his thoughts like ice.

He could still hear her, sometimes, slithering through his mind when he tried to sleep—her voice sweet, but coiled with venom:

"You are mine now, little leader."

"No one will understand you. Not even your family."

Leo clenched his jaw, shaking his head as if he could toss her out like water in his ears. But her whispers never left for long. He was haunted, and worse—he was cracking under the pressure. Two weeks in, and it already felt like he couldn’t breathe.

Too many expectations.

Too many changes.

Too much.

Leo let his arms drop, leaning his shell against the rusting AC unit behind him, gaze cast toward the starlit sky above the towers of Manhattan. His voice was barely a murmur, lost to the wind.

“This sucks…”

He crossed his arms tightly over his clothed plastron, the fabric of his hoodie pressing awkwardly against the rise of his newly developed fins on his arms. His tail thumped once against the rooftop, as if echoing his bitterness.

He hated that he ran.

But how could he not?

When every look from his brothers held worry or fear, when even Splinter didn’t have answers, when he didn’t even recognize himself in the mirror anymore… what else could he do but escape?

Stillness settled over the rooftop. Distant sirens wailed, a dog barked three blocks down, and the hum of the city slowly returned to his awareness. But Leo remained unmoving—shoulders curled inward, alone with the cold and the stars.

He should head back home, it’s been an hour already and surely they must be wondering where he went off to. But Leo didn’t really want to go. Not yet. Not when he just knew he was going to be smacked with more arguing when he returned, and quite frankly he simply didn’t have the energy to face that right away.

He sighed and reached for his swords, fingers brushing their hilts like old friends.

“Hm… maybe a trip to Hawaii would do me good.” He tried a grin, weak and crooked. “Catch a wave, drink a coconut… get sunburned in five seconds flat.”

The joke fell flat in the silence, but it was enough to get him moving. He rose to his feet, brushing dust from his knees as he took a breath, focusing his mystic energy. He’d gotten better at this. Not great, but passable. He just needed a clear mental image.

“Only one way to find out. Hawaii, here I come.”

Leo lifted his katanas, twirled them with flair, and slashed the air in front of him. A glowing, spiraling portal burst to life with a familiar whoosh. The cool blue light flickered over his green skin and hoodie as he stepped up to it with a proud whistle.

He took a step through, grinning—

And immediately started falling.

“WAAAH—!”

The drop wasn’t long, but it was jarring. He slammed down on his side with a whump, groaning as the air rushed out of his lungs and left him breathless. Somewhere, something clattered and someone shrieked.

“Nardo?!”

Leo blinked, dazed. That voice…

Wait.

“Aw, man…” He muttered, rolling onto his shell and groaning. “Did I seriously portal myself back ho—”

He froze.

Standing across from him, framed in the glow of flickering lab lights and surrounded by scattered tools, was Donatello. But not his Donnie.

This Donnie had wings that flexed as if they would react to the sudden disturbance. A tail coiled behind him, his markings were different too.

Both turtles stared at each other like they were seeing an alien.

Leo straightened slowly, his brain scrambling to catch up. And then, without thinking, he blurted…

“Since when did you get wings?!”

Donnie gaped, eyes darting from Leo’s tail to the webbing between his fingers. “Since when did you get a tail?! And are those fins?!”

Leo instinctively wrapped his arms around himself, trying to hide the offending features. “It’s a curse, okay?!”

Donnie threw his hands up. “I didn’t say anything!”

With panicked breaths, Donnie fumbled over his work desk, scanning his eyes over the messy space to look for his cloaking brooch, “Wait, don’t look at me!” He shouted out frantically, before he eventually grumbled under his breath, exhaling and then giving in.

“Ah, hell, I’ve already been spotted.” He pouted to himself, shaking his head and clearing his throat before eyeing Leo who scratched his head in utter confusion, observing Donnie.

Donnie narrowed his eyes, taking this time to eye the sudden and ungraceful appearance of his twin brother.

Donnie knew he saw Leo only a few hours ago, and he was definitely sure that he hadn’t changed all that much in such a short time frame. This Leo had wholly different markings all together, extra stripes, his eyes slightly different, and he definitely recalled how the Leo he saw before didn’t have a tail or fins nor resemble a fish with a turtle shell.

“Could it be…?” He mumbles, humming in curiosity as he tugs the goggles on his head down over his eyes, leaning in close as the custom programmed software in the goggles did the rest of the work, scanning Leo’s body like a vulture circling its prey.

“Uh…?”

Donnie circled him, even grabbing Leo’s arm and lifting it up to his eyes, then poking at the tail that twitched slightly at the sudden touch.

“Fascinating… your entire physiology is completely different. Even your signature is different!”

Leo watched him, puzzled by what he was going on about, “You care to fill me in, Dee?”

Donnie steps back, pulling his goggles up to rest on his head as he clasps his hands together. “Judging from, uh, well… everything, you are not the Leo that I’m familiar with. Your whole signature—according to the data I received from my goggles, is different. It’s like you have something else in you.”

Leo sweats, chuckling awkwardly. That was to be expected considering he did have something else in him.

The two stared at each other for another beat of baffled silence, breaths heavy and uneven.

“…So,�� Leo finally said, adjusting his hoodie, “This isn’t Hawaii.”

Donnie’s brow twitched. “No, it is not. But it’s also not your home dimension anymore either.”

Leo’s eyes widened slightly. “Wait. Dimension?”

His face twisted in utter bewilderment, he even swore he could hear the gears turning in his own head, mouth slightly hung open, as one hand pressed up to his temple as he tried to process the words he just heard come out of Donnie’s mouth.

What did he mean by that?! Was he being played?! Was Donnie twisting his arm—

Donnie’s wings drooped a little as he pinched the bridge of his snout. “You must have made a dimensional jump. Your mystic abilities must be… horrifyingly unstable.”

“Rude.”

Donnie jabbed a finger at him. “Accurate.”

Leo narrowed his eyes, crossing his arms but tilted his head briefly, watching Donnie. Taking in his appearance. Large wings that could easily shield him if Leo stood behind him, his tail curled slightly around his feet where he stood, and while it wasn’t like Leo’s, the slider at least saw some sort of similarity between him and this strange looking soft shell that resembled his brother.

With a scoff of ignorance, Leo grins, eyeing the purple bandana mutant. “So, what were you hit with? Did you get combined with a bird? No, wait, wait! Don’t tell me, scorpion, right?”

He moved a little closer, throwing his hands out dramatically, walking behind Donnie and reaching out to touch the feathers, ignoring the way Donnie shuddered and flinched at the sudden sensation of someone feeling his wings.

“Hey!”

“Wow, did myself from this dimension seriously let you leave the lair like that? Or wait, did you decide to Frankenstein yourself—“

Donnie groans, rolling his eyes as his wing rose and flicked out to whack Leo away, imitating a slap of sorts. He then tucked both wings behind himself as much as possible and out of reach.

“Excuse you, don’t you know it’s rude to touch people without consent first!”

Leo held his hands up, mocking surrender as he backed up. “Okay, okay. Yeesh, hit a nerve or something there?”

But Donnie didn’t reply, and instead they both had paused. Leo found himself glancing around the lab, noting the different tech, the subtle color palette differences, the slight wrongness in the air he could feel now that he focused on it. He looked back at this other Donatello—one who clearly didn’t know about the Sea Serpent goddess or the vase or any of it.

Leo blew out a long breath. “Okay. This is fine. Not a total disaster.”

“You crashed through your own portal into my world.” Donnie deadpanned, making Leo wince before chuckling as he waved off the comment.

“Okay. So, a slight disaster.”

Donnie crossed his arms. “What were you trying to do?”

“…Vacation.”

Donnie blinked owlishly.

“Vacation…” He repeated, in a tone that read, ‘that is the dumbest thing I’ve heard all week.’

Leo gave him a sheepish grin, tail flicking behind him like a guilty cat.

“Well…” Donnie sighed, already rubbing his temples. “I guess since you're here… you could tell me what the hell happened to you. And I could help you try and get home. And do not touch anything.”

Leo raised his hands in surrender. “Scout’s honor.”

“You weren’t a scout.”

“I was a Todd Scout. It definitely still counts.”

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WFI Masterpost FTNTH Masterpost

Part 1/Part 2/Part 3/Part 4/Part 5/Part 6/Part 7/Part 8 (coming soon)

You are free to make fan art of these two by the way! We accept all art of them!

[penpenpencil]

Tmnt Pride 2/4

[1 - 2 - 3 - 4]

These are just my personal headcanons. (+ Flipped version under cut)

Leo: Demiboy/Genderfluid - Ace umbrella (Lithromantic)

Mikey: Genderqueer - Ace umbrella (Lithromantic)

Donny: Nonbinary/Agender - Aro/Ace

Raph: Demiboy - Bisexual

[hitokshellart]

Tell us about your version of the rottmnt characters' sexuality? Raph, Leo, Donnie, Mikey, Splinter, Draxum, April, and Casey.

OOOHHH, I like this question :3

Splinter is bi

Draxum is gay

Raph is aroace

Leo is gay aroace

Donnie is bi and ace

Mikey is aroace

April is a lesbian and Casey is an asexual lesbian

All of these are my hc of course! And you can disagree, but as an aroace person I like the aroace hc a lot asfkjhsajf

[indieyuugure]

Ok so I'm already reading all your posts and questions and I love that there will be romance in Indie TMNT<3

And I'm sad that Donny isn't going to have romance because I loved his version of TMNT 2012 (Plus I already had my headcanon that he had an unrequited crush on April in his 2003 version (Sorry, I love romance XD)), but as someone from the LGBT community, I really respect that you do a Ace and Aro Donny<3<3

And this is my own opinion, don't be afraid to write or create LGBT characters for fear of offending someone, because the LGBT community's biggest enemy is censorship and erasure in history, plus I don't think anyone would hate a character made with love (Plus yaoi has really lowered our expectations of good representation lmao), of course all this IF YOU WANT to do an LGBT character or write about LGBT romance or abuse that the LGBT community tends to suffer, you don't have to force yourself to do anything you don't want to do just because you want to contribute to adding representation, with your Donny already You've done it perfectly and we love it (or at least I do)<3<3<3

And as a TMNT fan I can't believe it took me so long to discover you and your fan comics, I LOVE THEM, I FEEL LIKE TODAY IS CHRISTMAS AND MY BIRTHDAY<3<3<3<3

lol, thank you very much for the encouragement! I’m glad you’ve enjoyed what you have read so far! It means a lot to me knowing that you feel I’ve done a good job!

I’m not including like a TON of romance in the story but the biggest relationships in the story will be Casey and April, Leo and Karai, and a bit later Raph and Mona :]

Glad my comics could make your day! ^v^

[noosphe-re]

Etymology of 'universe'

1580s, "the whole world, cosmos, the totality of existing things," from Old French univers (12c.), from Latin universum "all things, everybody, all people, the whole world," noun use of neuter of adjective universus "all together, all in one, whole, entire, relating to all," literally "turned into one," from unus "one" (from PIE root *oi-no- "one, unique") + versus, past participle of vertere "to turn, turn back, be turned; convert, transform, translate; be changed" (from PIE root *wer- (2) "to turn, bend"). also from 1580s

*oi-no- Proto-Indo-European root meaning "one, unique." It forms all or part of: a (1) indefinite article; alone; an; Angus; anon; atone; any; eleven; inch (n.1) "linear measure, one-twelfth of a foot;" lone; lonely; non-; none; null; once; one; ounce (n.1) unit of weight; quincunx; triune; unanimous; unary; une; uni-; Uniate; unilateral; uncial; unicorn; union; unique; unison; unite; unity; universal; universe; university; zollverein. It is the hypothetical source of/evidence for its existence is provided by: Greek oinos "ace (on dice);" Latin unus "one;" Old Persian aivam; Old Church Slavonic -inu, ino-; Lithuanian vienas; Old Irish oin; Breton un "one;" Old English an, German ein, Gothic ains "one."

*wer- (2) Proto-Indo-European root forming words meaning "to turn, bend." It forms all or part of: adverse; anniversary; avert; awry; controversy; converge; converse (adj.) "exact opposite;" convert; diverge; divert; evert; extroversion; extrovert; gaiter; introrse; introvert; invert; inward; malversation; obverse; peevish; pervert; prose; raphe; reverberate; revert; rhabdomancy; rhapsody; rhombus; ribald; sinistrorse; stalwart; subvert; tergiversate; transverse; universe; verbena; verge (v.1) "tend, incline;" vermeil; vermicelli; vermicular; vermiform; vermin; versatile; verse (n.) "poetry;" version; verst; versus; vertebra; vertex; vertigo; vervain; vortex; -ward; warp; weird; worm; worry; worth (adj.) "significant, valuable, of value;" worth (v.) "to come to be;" wrangle; wrap; wrath; wreath; wrench; wrest; wrestle; wriggle; wring; wrinkle; wrist; writhe; wrong; wroth; wry. It is the hypothetical source of/evidence for its existence is provided by: Sanskrit vartate "turns round, rolls;" Avestan varet- "to turn;" Hittite hurki- "wheel;" Greek rhatane "stirrer, ladle;" Latin vertere (frequentative versare) "to turn, turn back, be turned; convert, transform, translate; be changed," versus "turned toward or against;" Old Church Slavonic vrŭteti "to turn, roll," Russian vreteno "spindle, distaff;" Lithuanian verčiu, versti "to turn;" German werden, Old English weorðan "to become;" Old English -weard "toward," originally "turned toward," weorthan "to befall," wyrd "fate, destiny," literally "what befalls one;" Welsh gwerthyd "spindle, distaff;" Old Irish frith "against."

—Etymonline.com

[3lectricinsomnia]

For the ✨TMNT Ask Game✨

6, 16, and 36

:)

Hello ace :D✨

6. Do you own any TMNT merchandise?

Yes! I have a tmnt key chain, mutant mayhem pins, a ronin action figure, and a 12 leonardo plushy

16. Which version of Casey is your favorite?

ROTTMNT Casey. She is so silly!

36. Which character do you have the hardest time writing/drawing?

ooh boy out of the non-turtles, Draxum is harder to draw but of the turtles, it's Mikey. Also April and Casey just bc I haven't drawn people in a while and I haven't been practicing :( April and Raph are harder for me to write

[thecomicsnexus]

TMNT: SATURDAY MORNING ADVENTURES #13

May 2024

By Erik Burnham , Sarah Myer, Luis Antonio Delgado, and Ed Dukeshire.

In round two of the Ogglympics, the turtles have to face against other versions of themselves. If any of them gets knocked out, they lose, and if they let them win, then the other versions will cease to exist.

SCORE: 8

Mmm... how do I talk about this without the spoilers?

Well, let's say that this story managed to avoid the controversies of past interdimensional crossovers. But not without annoying a reader or two.

But let's stop on this page for a little while. I think this solidifies that Ace Duck is Harrison Ford (who played the main character in Blade Runner). This makes sense, as his planet already looked like the one in the movie in the IDW comics.

One thing that took me off a bit was the bit about Leonardo wearing the wrong mask. This was clearly supposed to be in color, so that both Raph and Leo would end up wearing red bandanas. And with that in mind, the joke would have made more sense. It's hard to tell what happened, because historically, the Mirage turtles appear in black and white in these crossovers.

Then again, something was off there, right? There were four turtles.

Spoilers after the break...

So, these weren't really the turtles of other dimensions, it was all Creepy Eddie impersonating them. This explains some oversimplified versions of the turtles, and also avoids getting into trouble with fans that love a version too much.

But that also means that this story is not a turtleverse crossover, something that I feel, people were banking on, probably making sure to buy several physical copies of it. Well, that will teach you not to trust in Mr. Ogg.

However, the last round will include villains from past and present and that will apparently include Tiger Claw and one of those dimension X worms.

That wouldn't count so much as a turtleverse crossover because they were supposed to fight them at some point. But technically it is. Unless this is all a misdirect again.

So... what were your thoughts on it?

Did you feel cheated by the marketing?

[tmnt-crossover-polls]

DOOM round 1 part 1

The magic life of hamato quadruplets summary : "Everyone thought they were weird, nutty, out of touch. They're so different from the already unordinary that they were casted out as the freaks among freaks. It's fine...They have each others AKA Yeeting the turtle brothers in the Harry Potter Universe"

Same story different font summary : A 17 year old 2012 Leo ends up in the Rise verse the morning of "Dinosaur Seen In Sewers" He lands in the hidden city, nearby Draxum's lab. He breaks in, right as Draxum is about to mutate four baby turtles. Leo fights him, but he's the one that ends up in the machine instead of Lou Jitsu. The four baby turtles were mutated and Leo fled with them in his arms. With absolutely no way back home and no way to contact his family Leo raises the four babies as his own. Now 13 years later, his children teenagers and Leo just turned 30, his kids end up meeting an old enemy and accidently unleashing millions of dangerous oozequitos and now the kids want to be Heros of New York City. Because much like their father Leo, the kids are absolute magnets for trouble.

We all fall down summary : Things aren’t adding up for the kid, newly made leader. This world is strange, pizza places in the wrong spots, missing manholes. But, luckily for him, he has these three turtles willing to do whatever it takes to get him home. WAFD is a collab series where rise Leon has ended up in an AU version of tmnt 2003

Boundless summary : They are a family – not bound by obligation, or blood, or laws of reality. They are a family because they grew to love each other, and the love knows no restrictions. And the love is boundless.

A different eldest brother summary : Instead of getting sent to 2012-tmnt universe, Raph gets sent to universes slightly closer to his own. Then all those worlds get thrown together. Some plot about Donnie committing murder snuck in between all the fluff and turtle piles. A series of short stories exploring AUs of The Eldest Brother by Debb987, where Raph is not the eldest brother of his family. "So much fluff, so much pain, I'm cooing and crying and I can't put it down, I can't stop, may this serve as a warning (and rec, so heavily reccomended!) for all new readers! Abandone toda esperanza todo aquel que entre ahi!" - Debb987 (author of The Eldest Brother)

@virgilisspidey

@tmnt-obsessed-ace

@we-all-fall-down-series @ossadeaurata @mej2235 @marshmel-l0w7

@onionninjasstuff

@alicat54cwriting

[ace-of-garlic-breads]

Shipuary day 14, Valentines as an Aroace person, I don't really have strong feelings on Valentines day as a holiday, but as a Huge fan of shipping I like it. (also cheap chocolate after lol) anyways, TMNT (Ace's Version) Raphmona :)

[tmnt-aces-version]

HAPPY PRIDE FROM THE TMNT (Ace's Version) CREW! (Suggestion, feel free to Suggest pride art ideas in the comments! I might even do them)

In order

Casey,Gay, and Donnie, Unlabeled, both Trans (FTM)

April, Lesbian and Irma, Asexual and Bi

Raph and Mona, both Bisexual (Also Glasses Mona is now Canon)

Venus and Mikey, Both Aroace

Leo, Nonbinary & Bisexual and Komi (originally created by @sonc.hiyo ) Pansexual

Mondo and Cait (orinally created by @lordspode ), both Nonbinary Lesbians

[biographydivider]

Based on a dream I had a few days ago; may I present my first attempt at writing the MM!boys. Donnie is in a bad mood mostly because I'm super duper tired and overwhelmed, but I've tried to keep him in character nonetheless.

Donnie had no idea how he'd been roped into this.

Well, no. He did. The kids wanted to go the the movies, and no-one else was around to take them. And dear Raphala had fallen in love with the tiny, hyperactive versions of themselves when they fell through a crack in the air last week - a side effect of a Mikey-and-Leo based portalling exercise gone wrong, thank you very much bretheren - and found himself literally incapable of saying no to them.

'They're just kids, Donnie. Be nice, Donnie. You might like being the eldest for a change.' Bah, is what he said to that. Bah! These were not his brothers. They were funhouse mirrors. The sooner Mikey could work out how to boot them back to their own dimension, the better.

Still. It was interesting to see the differences between the eight of them. Donnie leaned against a poster for the latest blockbuster dreck, tub of vanilla ice cream in hand as he watched the little Leo stammer his way through getting some popcorn for his brothers; blushing furiously as the lady behing the counter told him to enjoy the movie. His Leo would have turned on the charm in an attempt to get a free drink.

Now the smaller Raph? He was a ball of barely contained energy; spoiling for a fight, spatting with his Leo about who paid for what. No big bro vibes, which was intriguing. Donnie wondered if his own Raph would be this tightly wound if he hadn't had to force himself to have a gentler hand.

"Guys! Stop fighting! Look look look; they're making a new Gatoraptor movie! The poster looks sick!"

"Mikey, we don't even have Gatoraptor movies where we come from."

"So I gotta catch up before I go home!"

Apparently, a Mikey was a Mikey, no matter what universe you take him from. Optimistic, sunny and constantly bopping from place to place. Cute. The kids were apparently teenagers, but they reminded Donnie of when he and his brothers were about…

Something tugged on his belt.

"What about a scooter?" whispered a squeaky voice at Donnie's hip. "Does your bō turn into a scooter? Maybe with, I dunno, jet propulsion?"

Donnie looked down into the face of his own tiny counterpart; blinking up at him through glass-bottle lenses, gripping his staff in both hands against his chest.

Hm.

"No," Donnie said crisply.

"Oh," Tiny Donnie's sparkled like Donnie had gifted him a friendship bracelet, not given him the brush-off. "You GOTTA get a scooter attachment. Like, your bō could be the, the-the handles, and --"

"I can fly," Donnie deadpanned. "You can make your own bō into a scooter."

"Okay!" And off he scarpered, beaming and shaking his Raph's shoulders, talking about how 'Donatello totally just invited me to hang out and work on my bō!'

"Donnie, stop being such a pick-me."

"I'm not a pick-me. You're the pick-me, Leo!"

"Why me?! I wasn't even talking to you!!"

The Tiny Donnie was…chafing. There were ghosts of hints of whispers that they were the same person; their inherent sassiness, their mutual razzing of their respective Leos…Donnie had to admit, his young counterpart was ruthless in that regard.

But Tiny Donnie was overly eager and inexperienced; interested in tech but no more proficient (yet) than anyone in April's Computer Science class at school. They shared a love of media, especially anime and niche movies, but none of their favourites were known to the other. It left their relationship at one-sided, 'you-got-games-on-your-phone' hero worship and a begrudging, eye-rolling tolerance.

"Children," he called, quirking an eyebrow in their direction. "Let's go. In the words of my twin, let us vamanos."

"Oh, Big Leo?" beamed Tiny Raph. "That guy's the GOAT of all time!"

"You see him do that swisha-swisha stuff?" chimed in the small Leo. "He's amazing!"

Ah. They were Nardo stans. Nardo stans who couldn't use acronyms properly. Joyous. Donnie chomped on his ice cream spoon so hard he shattered the plastic between his teeth.

The movie he'd chosen was some superhero thing; all poorly rendered green screen and bad acting. Where was the pathos, the dramatic speeches, the practical effects?! Despairing sigh. Anyway. Donnie had done a little Von Ryan Engineering to make sure the entire theatre looked booked out on the box office systems so they had the whole place to themselves; mostly so he could settle himself into a chair about three rows back from the kids. They were already giggling and shoving each other and bulldozing their way through their snack quota.

"A real movie theater, guys! Inside!"

"M&Ms taste waaaay better fresh from the bag!"

"Hey, remember that time we snuck into the projection booth?"

"And Leo turned the security camera on?!" Tiny Donnie laughed so hard he inhaled a popcorn kernel and began to choke. "So - ack! - s-so cringe."

"That was one time!"

"This is way better, though. We get to sit in seats, this time! Oh my god; they move!"

"Ooooooooh…"

A chorus of squeaking chairs. Donnie closed his eyes and attempted to find that Hamato soticism that was meant to be inside him somewhere; or even just some standard Michelangelo goodwill and understanding.

That ambition wasn't to last.

That whole 'a real movie theater' conversation should have clued him in, tbh. The kids had clearly never been to see a movie before, and were grating on Donnie's last nerve before the trailers were over.

"Hey, I know that guy!"

"Mikey, pass my drink."

"Oh my god he kicked that guy's entire face off! Awesome."

"We could totally learn to do that, you know."

"Hoo! Haah! Hyah!"

Donnie could feel the blood boiling under his skin. He could actually feel little bubbles of rage and oxygen move along his arteries.

"Guys, shut up, I wanna watch," hissed the small Leo.

"'Guuuuuys, shut uuup…'"

"'I'm Leeeo, I'm the Movie Police…'"

"H-hey! Not cool!"

"Oh, have a nacho and calm down, Officer."

Now, Hamato Donatello was not opposed to a bit of call and response in his movies. You couldn't hear a scrap of Jupiter Jim dialogue for him and his siblings yelling over it on Movie Night. But that was in the confines of their own home! In private, among kindred spirits! Plus, you know. His family weren't annoying little doppelgangers from another world, wearing approximations of their faces and almost talking in their voices. How did Raph do it? Donnie would crack this; he'd find a way to channel that kind, nurturing, eldest brother vibe…

"Oooh, now they're kissing. Everyone shut up so Leo can watch the kiiissiiiiiing…"

"What?! I don't want to watch the kissing!"

"But you said you wanted to watch!"

"Ohhh, kiiiiisssssing…do you wish that was you and April, Leo?"

"What?! No!"

"Oh mwah mwah mwah, oh April I love you sooo muuuch, let me kiss your weird soft lips and smell your haaair…"

Oh. Okay. Now it was annoying and disgusting. And sometimes, a turtle needed to take action. Donnie pushed his goggles over his eyes and slammed his tech bo into the ground, setting off a flashbang prototype he'd been working on. For a second, everything went white; the theatre filled with blinding light, the echoes of the sonic boom reverberating off the walls.

Donnie flipped his goggles up from his eyes and stalked down the theatre aisle towards the four terrified little faces, their necks craned and eyes round from sugar highs, light exposure and terror looking back up at him.

"If you uncanny valley hatchlings don't shut the fuck up," Donnie hissed, leaning down and relishing the feeling of the unfamilliar swear word through his gritted teeth - Raph would have an aneurysm - "your world will be known as the home of the Middle-Aged Mutant SONLESS Splinter."

To his immense satisfaction, all four kids snapped back to face the screen, shuffling down in their seats.

"Yep. Yep. Shutting up."

"Yes, sir, absolutely."

"Never spoken before in my life, not gonna start."

As Donnie turned to walk back to his seat, he swore he heard a squeaky voice whisper;

"I told you he was a psycho. I'm gonna be so awesome in the future!!"

The future? They thought Donnie and his brothers were...

Oh. Oh, this could be fun.

A smile curved across Donnie's lips. You know what? Raph was right. Donnie could get used to this Being The Eldest business.

[officiallyashley]

TMNT-Verse Info— random facts about ash (my tmnt oc)

NOTES: enjoy! These headcanons apply to all tmnt versions of Ash, unless the headcanon specifies certain versions.

WARNINGS: mentions of pregnancy, mentions of being stabbed, mentions of drowning.

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Ash opens chip bags (+ other bags, too) upside down. It drives Leo absolutely insane.

When Ash was pregnant with all of her children, she ended up getting really really sick during/throughout her third trimester. Throughout her entire pregnancy with Whitney, Ash was constantly and extremely sick.

Ash is known as the “Grammar Guru” because she is such a stickler for proper grammar. She won’t be annoying about it, but it’s more so a personal thing.

Here are all of the names of Ash and Raph’s children (I changed them up a bit): Harlene Yoshiko-Jade Hamato, Steele Leo-Ace Hamato, Tessa Michaela-Cerise Hamato, and Whitney Donelle-Snow Hamato. The name Yoshiko comes from Splinter (Hamato Yoshi), Leo of course comes from Leo, Michaela comes from Michelangelo, and Donelle comes from Donatello. Ash and Raph wanted to name their children after Splinter and the turtles in some way.

Ash grew up watching a hell of a lot of cartoons. Some were from the early 2000s, but mainly from the 90s and the 80s. Thundercats, The Tick, He-Man & She-Ra, Sonic and Mario cartoons — you name it, they've binged all of it. When they met the turtles, Ash introduced these cartoons to them.

Ash calls Raph "hot stuff". She does it because it flusters him every time she calls him that, which amuses Ash.

Like in the 1987 TMNT, I headcanon that Mutant Mayhem Raph and Harley can break the fourth wall.

Everyone thinks that Raph teases the living daylights out of Ash — oh, boy, Ash teases her boyfriend just as much as he does her.

In multiple versions of TMNT, Ash gets stabbed through the torso by Shredder with his blades, and she temporarily dies for a bit. Donnie manages to bring her back, so she’s revived. In TMNT 2012, it happens in season one in the episode with the mutagen bomb (“The Gauntlet”, where they first encounter Shredder). There were instances in the comics, and it also happened in TMNT 2003. In ROTTMNT, Ash got impaled through the chest by Shredder when she was caught off guard. 2003 Ash also drowned and had to be revived after a mission had gone wrong (she was with Raph and Casey when that happened).

Ash uses coconut and apricot shampoo and conditioner.

2012 Ash and Rise Leo would for sure get along great. They relate to a lot of things. They both share similar music tastes, they were both thrown off of roofs of tall buildings, and they like to watch anime and read manga.

2012 Ash was helping Donnie out with one of his inventions, and she was using a staple gun. She then, just like it was nothing, pointed the staple gun at her face and said “does this thing have staples in it?” Ash got startled when everyone yelled at her in concern and she shot herself in the face with a staple gun. Two staples ended up on her forehead and the two others were on the bridge of her nose and her right eyebrow.

All versions of Ashley chew her yogurt and ice cream.

Ash and Raph like to watch funny clips of Jerma in their free time.

𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 © 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑. ���� 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚. 𝐢 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐞𝐭𝐜. 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥.

[arctic-space-penguin]

Alright I've made you guys wait long enough (4 days)

Here's WNitAA part 5!! Leon's finally here!!

And something I forgot to mention in Hope's character card is that her and Leo never got married in the bad timeline and were too caught up in co-leading the apocalypse to even consider it

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The last thing Leonardo remembered was sending his kid and girlfriend through the portal to the past.

He didn't even remember dying!

So, naturally, it's expected that he would be a lot confused when he wakes up and he's not in the Hamato spirit plane or wherever those spirits go.

"Um, guys, I think he's awake."

Leon turned and blinked at the much younger version of his little brother. Mikey squeaked in surprise and scurried away. Leon tore his gaze away from where the box shell was a second ago and looked around the room.

Where was he even?

"Leo!" a chorus of voices shouted.

The older slider turned his head in the direction the voices came from. Don, Sterling, and Michael come skidding around the corner and scramble to his side.

"Are you okay?"

"Any leftover pains?"

"Do you want some pizza?"

Leon widened his eyes at the faces of his brothers and girlfriend staring up at him. Michael's face was scrunched too much for him to not be holding back tears. Leon stared at him the longest before speaking.

"M-Mikey...?"

The box turtle couldn't hold back his tears after that and threw himself at Leon. Don and Sterling backed up a little to let them reacquaint themselves.

"I... I saw you die," Leon wrapped his arms around Michael.

Sterling glanced at Don. The softshell held his tongue and breath from what he would have said.

Michael returned the hug and sobbed. "I know, but I'm back now. We're back now, in the past."

Leon didn't want to believe him. Leon didn't want to look back up just for Sterling and Don to vanish. But he looked up anyway.

"...what do you mean?"

"He means we're in the past," Sterling took a step forward. "Casey and I wouldn't be here if we weren't."

"Casey...?" Leon felt Michael pull away from him.

Sterling pointed toward the entrance of whatever room they were in. Leon turned his head to the right and blinked, his own tears finally spilling over at the sight.

"Master Leonardo!" Casey dashed across the room.

Leon barely had time to open his arms before Casey came crashing into him.

"I missed you," Casey whispered.

"I missed you too," Leon said.

Sterling straightened suddenly and headed for the exit. "I'll be right back."

"And I'll make sure she doesn't do something stupid," Don left after her.

There was shouting and crashing Leon didn't care to pay attention to until a particularly loud shout and following curse made him pull away. Michael rolled his eyes and left without a word. Right before the box turtle disappeared around the corner, Leon noticed Michael had a full head of hair and not the little he had when Leon last saw him.

"Hey!" Casey and Leon heard Michael shout. "What is going on?!"

"Don's the one that wasn't looking where he was going!" Sterling shouted back.

"Don't push this on me," Don grumbled. "You could've warned me."

"Back away from the machine! This is delicate work and it can't be ruined now!"

Leon sat up straighter when he heard that voice. They were in the past, right? Maybe that was his twin's younger self? Leon wanted to find out.

He made a move to leave and Casey leapt away in the same instance to let him. The older slider mumbled a thanks and went in the direction of the voices. He quickly recognized where he was as he did so. Eventually he made it to where the voices were with Casey trailing behind. Leon almost started crying again.

Donnie circled the machine in the center of the lab, muttering under his breath. Don, Michael, and Ace stood off to the side. Sterling had taken a stool and was scrolling through her phone. Leo, Mikey, and Raph couldn't be seen, but Leon was sure he'd see them soon.

"Okay, it look's like we're ready to..." Donnie trailed off when he spotted Leon. "...start."

All eyes turned to Leon now.

"This is real," he breathed. "...we really are in the past."

"Of course we are, why would I lie?" Sterling appeared next to Leon in a blink. "What, was Casey not enough proof for you?"

"No, just--" Leon broke off, glancing between Ace and Donnie. "Where are the rest?"

"Oh, Donnie sent them to get parts he didn't really need," Ace replied quickly.

"Which means you'll see them soon enough," Michael added.

Donnie cleared his throat and everyone turned his way this time. "Who are we doing first now that it's finished?"

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Ace gets moved back up since Donnie insisted on making the machine and wouldn't let me tell him no

Remember, Ace's future name is just Yarrow

I also feel the need to make Don and Leo (maybe Sterling too) talk about what happened during the movie bc Don was there but technically an objective observer with no skin in the game during the whole thing

(please tell me you get the spider-man reference in that or i'll be sad :(( )

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