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Please no. Is this April 1st? No? So much for the TMNT. The character April is finally a POC more akin to the early comics, and it’s going to be buried in the ashes of this dumpster fire.

Meet the first African-American April in Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles first look!

Nickelodeon will offer up a new animated series about the crime-fighting crew with emerging ninja powers later this year. Right now, though, you can get a peek at the characters who are voiced by some familiar names — and they come with a few twists…

April O'Neil

The first African-American April O'Neil — a savvy New Yorker and first human ally of the turtles — is played by Kat Graham!

Donatello

Soft-shell turtle and tech hero Donatello (Josh Brener) rocks a tech-bo staff and impressive coding skills.

Leonardo

Leonardo (Ben Schwartz) is a red-eared slider who boasts “irreverent charm and a rebel heart.” Weapon of choice: ōdachi sword.

Michelangelo

Box turtle/skateboarder/artist Michelangelo (Brandon Mychal Smith) is the youngest brother — and dangerous with a kusari-fundo.

Raphael

Raphael (Omar Miller) is now the leader and oldest brother, a snapping turtle who brandishes twin tonfas as his weapons.

Splinter

Splinter (Eric Bauza) is part father figure, all sensei to the turtles!

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Because he pulls everyone's weight in this family.

>_>

Why you a reindeer, Donnie?

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Okay, so it’s my OC and not specifically a TMNT character (which I try to keep on this blog), but check her out! She does a lot of cute Turtles, and her commissions are open!

Look at how beautiful it is! Look at it!

A commission for @kinectra, featuring their OC and their eggs. :D

Bricks are hard (*cradles hand like baby* ;3; ).

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Click here for my commission details. :D

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2014-15 TMNT Mature Fanfiction Competition Official Ballot

We have an awesome variety of fics gathered here for you!

Quick reminder: This competition is intended for people aged 18 or older. By participating and reading the nominated stories in this competition, you are consenting to being exposed to adult content. We painstakingly went through these stories to the best of our abilities to add warnings.

Stories nominated in the Mature section of the ballot are for M-rated stories and may contain any combination of adult themes such as sexual situations, sex, drugs, alcohol, violence, gore, non-con, horror, abuse, language, etc.

Stories nominated in the Erotica section are MA/xxx (18+) works where the emphasis is on erotica, but can also contain any other adult themes within them. There are NO NON-CON fics in the Erotica section outside the Best Non-Con category.

CLICK HERE FOR THE OFFICIAL BALLOT

READING PERIOD: June 10th - June 30th

VOTING PERIOD: July 1 - July 17th

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No spoilers, but it was a bit better than the first one. Still a lot of WTF moments and some terrible writing, but so much more Turtle Time. Also, the sun is bright and I failed at not squinting.

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Don/Raph #20

So this is in response to @turtle-sketches prompt from the ‘the way you said I love you’ prompt list. Some Don and Raph brotherly (platonic) love was requested to the tune of #20- as we huddle together, the storm raging outside.

Raphael cursed silently as the rain pummeled down, smacking against the scrap metal all around him. Lightning streaked the sky, lighting up the junkyard for mere glimpses before the world was swallowed by the darkness of night. Sheets of rain stung at his skin, obscuring his senses. The only sound that he could make out, louder than the thunder that crashed through the air, was his own racing heartbeat.

There had been an ambush.

Foot soldiers, more than he could count because there were more than he could see, had been waiting for them to make one of their runs to gather supplies. Foot activity had been quiet, making the ambush all the more unexpected. Thank god he offered to tag along with Don, who had originally planned to make the trek alone.

Don.

Just as the first peal of thunder had sounded, dark bodies had pressed in too quickly, their steel flashing from too many directions. Raphael had allowed himself to become separated from his brother. He had lured some of the masked ninja away from Don and toward a particularly unstable heap of tires. Like a botched game of Jenga, he was able to heft a single tire from the pile and cause a devastating collapse onto his enemies. Even still, he could hear the footfalls of more climbing over the mountain of rubber toward him. With his shell pressed again the wall, he ran. By the time he was able to circle back around, Donatello was gone.

Where are you, Donny?

Unable to call out and give his position away, Raph kept moving. With each flash of lightning, he hoped to see the familiar shape of a shell, or the silhouette of a swinging bo staff. And each time the world was plummeted back into darkness, he could feel his heart sink even lower. Had his distraction been enough, or had he inadvertently left his brother to face too many alone? Had he made a poor choice that inevitably cost his brother his life?

I shouldn’t have left you.

Raph’s foot slipped as the combination of rain and oil created dangerously slick rivulets across the ground. There was a sharp pain in his hand as he reached for something to keep from falling, but he ignored it as he pressed on. Don wouldn’t have stayed in the junkyard, with too many open areas and only one way back to the lair. No, he would have led them for a runaround before finding a hiding spot far away from any of their usual paths.

God Donny, be alive. Please, please be alive.

A bright flash across the sky revealed that he was nearing the docks that the large barges would use to ferry recyclables. With a quick glance around to verify that he had lost his pursuers for now, Raph kept to the shadows and slid as gracefully as gravity would allow down the muddy bank. A scan beneath the dock revealed nothing out of the ordinary, and he let out a miserable curse.

“Raph?”

His heart nearly leapt through his plastron at hearing that voice, his brother’s voice. A voice that his creeping doubt had been suggesting he would never hear again. In his haste, Raphael slipped yet again in the wet mud but didn’t care an ounce as to how his desperate flailing must have looked. He dropped to his knees beside Donatello and grabbed him into a tight hug, thankful that his brother had been resourceful enough to make it out on his own. Don’s hand squeezed around his arm reassuringly, leaving something thick and cold to slide down his skin.

“Are you...covered in mud?”

Don chuckled softly before replying, “From head to toe. I wish that I could claim ingenuity; that I’ve been using it as camouflage. It certainly worked against you. But, no. I had misjudged the pitch of the slope and practically rolled all the way down here.”

Raph laughed at that, and the bark of thunder was nearly loud enough to blanket the desperate relief of it. They were both pretty well caked in camouflaging gray at this point, and Don had already used his shellcell to alert the others. So they sat, huddled close together beneath the creaking boards of the wind-blown dock. They spent the next hours watching the storm rage on, each comforted by the steady breathing of the other.

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Oh, what a wonderful idea! I would be open to this, just specify if the pairing is romantic or platonic. 

The way you said “I love you.“

Some fluffy, some angsty prompts

As a hello

With a hoarse voice, under the blankets

A scream

Over a cup of tea

Over a beer bottle

On a sunny Tuesday afternoon, the late sunlight glowing in your hair

As a thank you

As an apology

When baking chocolate chip cookies

Not said to me

With a shuddering gasp

When we lay together on the fresh spring grass

In a letter

A whisper in the ear

Loud, so everyone can hear

Over and over again, till it’s nothing but a senseless babble

When the broken grass litters the floor

From very far away

With no space left between us

As we huddle together, the storm raging outside

Over your shoulder

Muffled, from the other side of the door

Through a song

Without really meaning it

In a blissful sigh as you fall asleep

Broken, as you clutch the sleeve of my jacket and beg me not to leave

A taunt, with one eyebrow raised and a grin bubbling at your lips

When I am dead

Slowly, the words dripping from your tongue like honey

Too quick, mumbled into your scarf

In awe, the first time you realised it

In a way I can’t return

On a post-it note

Before we jump

As a goodbye

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So I saw these while out shopping today, and realized how appropriate they would be for anyone trying to seduce a Ninja Turtle...

That is all.

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Nominations are Open

It is time! Lets show our favorite authors some love and support!

Remember to check the Rules page.

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The nomination period runs from May 20th to May 31st.

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Cowabunga Countdown May 18th

Cowabunga Countdown Best/Worst couple:

Regenta Seri and Michelangelo. There, I said it. I HATE Seri for what she put poor Mikey through. That whole fiasco in Volume 4 of the comics messed him up, man.

As a disclaimer, I would like to point out that I’m missing a few issues of vol 4, but I did some online research to make sure that what I’m about to say hadn’t been overturned in an issue I’m missing.

In volume 4, alien races visiting and even living on Earth is a reality. Thanks primarily to the progressive efforts of the Utroms, humans are attempting to step into the new age. While hate and discrimination are ever-prevalent, it does make for a world that the Turtles can cautiously become a part of.

Enter Mikey acting as an Utrom-appointed guide to some off-worlders. Also, enter a snotty princess, or Regenta, of the Styracodons (pretty much mortal enemies of the Triceratons.)

Seri: You dare to lay your--your common hand upon the Regenta--?!?! You--you low beast! If we were on my world instead of this pathetic clod of dirt...(I would have your hand! Or worse!)”

Yeah, she’s a real self-centered B. 

An abusive, self-centered B.

And Mikey takes it all in stride. He speaks to her calmly, tries to keep her out of trouble. After a near-drowning incident, one thing leads to another and apparently the two of them did like they do on the discovery channel. *cue The Bad Touch by Bloodhound Gang*

Okay, so Mikey got with what we’re all hoping is going to be a one night stand. The poor boy has the hots for her, sure, but she really hasn’t treated him very well up until that point. To top it off? The next day Seri tells Mike that she’s laid eggs. And that they’re his.

As I understand it, a large majority of the fandom assumes that Seri lied to him. Surely, it takes longer than a night for fertilization to occur. But let’s face it, guys. We’re basing our knowledge on the genetics of Earth reptiles. We have NO knowledge of Styracodon reproduction. For all we know, the female develops the eggs whether or not they’re fertilized (like many Earth creatures do). Maybe there’s a coupling period, where the carried eggs are just waiting for that additional genetic input before being laid. And Mike carries Mutagen in his blood (and therefore, semen). A mutagen that has been shown to instigate, well, rapid development. So while the whole overnight conception thing is a little too convenient, it’s not implausible. Why would she have lied about it? He was already in charge of her well-being without any need of manipulation. She though he owed the world to her anyway; there was no need to lie.

Mike: Could life get any better? Well...maybe having some kids with an alien princess! Wait ‘til I tell the guys...”

And poor, sweet Mikey is happy. Excited. He’s gone to find something safe and padded to carry the eggs in. Bless his little optimistic heart. 

Except when he returns, the Regenta’s bodyguards that they had slipped away from earlier are there carting the eggs off. Michelangelo intervenes, and gets a tooth knocked out for his trouble.

Oh, yeah. And he also gets kidnapped, illegally taken off-world, and thrown into a  Styracodon prison. It’s heartbreaking to watch his optimism and faith crumble into a pit of anger and bitterness. He thinks he sees Seri one day while in prison, and calls out to her only to be ignored. She never comes for him, and he eventually gets broken out by some Triceratons.

Poor, poor Mikey. I have so many feels for the bull that Seri put him through. And what if she was telling the truth about the eggs being of Mike’s decent? Did her people destroy them for being sullied? Does Mike have half-alien children running around the universe?

Sometimes I think about writing a fanfic where a couple of his kids come to Earth to discover their father’s heritage. Seriously, there’s partially developed OCs and a timeline of events rolling around in my head whenever I think about this incident in volume 4. I still do want to write it, but it would be a time-consuming multi-chapter with likely no one to read it and no way to get feedback.

So in the meantime, I just feel terrible for this precious boy and consider Seri/Mike to be the WORST couple in the Turtle-verse.

Picture sources: TMNT #17 & #20

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Cowabunga Countdown May 16th

Cowabunga Countdown Best/Worst Fight:

The Ninja Turtles have been in some pretty epic battles. There’s even been some pretty impressive fighting between siblings. The fights are always action-packed, but they can also contain a lot of witty repartee or unfolding drama.

One fight in particular comes to mind. An old foe that Leonardo had thought little to nothing of, manages a successful vendetta in Blind Faith (Tales of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles #5)

First, the mysterious enemy blinds Leonardo during combat. It’s pretty quickly apparent that the foe is toying with him, challenging him. After all, it was Leonardo’s strike that took this ex-foot soldier’s sight years ago. It’s an impressive fight, the blind against the blind. Leo must rely on his other senses, play offense and defense. Eventually, Leonardo manages to land the killing blow!

But then his perception changes. He sense of smell, of sound and awareness, slowly make him realize that even in his victory blow, his enemy had been in complete control.

Instead of the corpse of a fallen soldier, Leo stands over a homeless man that they had nearly run into earlier. His opponent had been playing him the whole time, luring him, baiting him, then moving him into position to kill an innocent man by mistake.

Leo: For I know his intent was never to kill me, but rather to take my sight...and then my soul...he got his revenge.”

This is a resounding reminder that the Turtles’ world is more than black and white (a delicious irony that this issue is in nothing but black and white...) and that failure and revenge can be measured by more intricate variables than just life and death.

You know how it goes. You win some, you lose some, you gain new scars to carry upon your soul.

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Welp, it looks like I only wrote one adult TMNT fanfic last year, and just a week or so under the wire! This is actually the first that I had written in…five or six years? I’m not churning them out, but I do seem to be back into writing a bit.

Anywho, it’s the Don erotica solo piece Diversion.

Toot Your Own Horn

What have you written in 2014-2015 that is eligible for the Mature Competition? Stories must have been started in 2014 or 2015. If it is a one shot it must be complete, if it is multi-chapter it can be a WIP. Must be rated in the high T, M or MA(18+) to qualify.

Reblog your lists, tag your favorite authors to do the same, and remember providing links is very helpful.

Nominations open on MAY 20th!

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Cowabunga Countdown May 15th

Cowabunga Countdown Best/Worst Moment:

There are so many to choose from! A ‘worst’ moment that’s always stuck with me, though, is that time Donatello fell from the helicopter while fighting an AI controlled cyborg in the short-lived Image run. 

Leo is the first to find him, by astral projection. Leo: Oh man, Donatello, are you ever in bad shape. Shot full of bullets and then dropped out of a helicopter! You’re lucky to be alive--and unconscious! But your shell--it’s smashed like a pumpkin! Ouch!”

Except, yeah. He doesn’t stay unconscious long. He wakes up in extreme terror, alone out in the open of a dark alley, unable to move.

Poor Donnie. By the time his brothers find him, the majority of his body is gone. The smashed, detached shell is left behind, and everyone understandingly assumes that a Mutant Turtle can’t exactly walk around without his backbone. His brothers believe that his body has either been disposed of or taken to some kind of lab, but they assume him dead either way. They even mark a grave for him. Raph is blowing up at every turn, channeling his grief into a vengeful anger. Leo is super-focused on the mission of rescuing Splinter. And Mikey...is just kinda there trying to keep it together. Grieving, but swept into their momentum. He was the one to insist on a burial so soon, when the other two jumped head first into their distractions. By this point as a teenager, I’m gasping in horror and talking smack to the comic book in my hand.

I knew that he wasn’t dead, but it was still a terrible thing to happen to the guy. 

Then THIS happened. 

Don: I can move now! Gasp! But that gun--it’s attached to my arm! I’m the cyborg! But how--? HOW?!

So, the cyborg basically merged with the still-usable parts of Don’s body. This in itself is a terrifying turning point. Sure, He’s alive and not-so-paralyzed. He even has cool suped-up robo-parts that you’d think would be pretty fitting for the techie. But no, he’s plagued with the remaining AI as well. 

The most pacifistic of the Turtles is now sharing body and consciousness with a psychotic killer cyborg. At times, Don’s body is used to kill against his control. Front row seating for all the horror and guilt.

Why couldn’t someone have scooped him up and pieced him back together? Nurture him, heal him, and let him live happily ever after? Why does he suffer one blow only to be tormented with another? After another? 

Must be that Turtle luck.

Source images: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (vol 3) #3 & #4, Image Publishing

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When I first started collecting, I admit that I didn’t care much for the Archie comics. They weren't dark enough, not ‘grown-up’ enough. But man, there were some great moments and the guys were just adorable. And yes, there were still adult issues like love, death, torture, betrayal and injustice. Over the years, my love for this incarnation has grown pretty fondly.

I am so so in love with these archie comics

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Cowabunga Countdown May 13th

Cowabunga Countdown SAINW:

Same As It Never Was. It was a single episode that occurred only in one Turtle series. ONE episode, and it generated such an immense following of recognition. Why? Because of the feels. No other singular episode struck such a powerful chord with so many fans.

It’s generally accepted (with a few exceptions) that Donatello was sent to an alternative timeline, rather than the future of his own as he had believed at the time. After all, if he had simply been sent to the future, then his brothers would have remembered being attacked by the Draco/Damiyo’s son. Instead, no one knew anything. That world’s Don had simply disappeared. Which in itself lends to a plethora of possibilities.

Speaking of possibilities, I’d love to share some SAINW fics that I saved to my favorites. Keep in mind there are only a few, because any fics I read and loved on LJ was at a time before I had the foresight to somehow save them as favorites. So here are a few very quick reads.

Illusion by @koalagritonfics​

A Thousand Paper Cranes by Skitsmix

Patterns by Diedre

And as a cherry on top, this is a pretty cool fan video found on Youtube that gives SAINW an anime-ish opening theme.

I love SAINW, even if my little heart isn’t always up for it. So feel free to send any fic recs my way!

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Welp, it looks like I only wrote one adult TMNT fanfic last year, and just a week or so under the wire! This is actually the first that I had written in...five or six years? I’m not churning them out, but I do seem to be back into writing a bit.

Anywho, it’s the Don solo piece Diversion.

Hummerhouse and I came up with the idea to ask authors to list their eligible fics and where they are posted in their entirety, since it''s been 2 and a half years, and we all need a little memory jog. Hummer's implemented it on her dA page (the post Toot Your Own Horn!). This is also a good place for authors to state that they won't be participating. Please help us get the word out! Thanks, Ravenshell

Hahaha, Toot your Own Horn, I love it! Maybe reblog this with a link for the people who are active on DA as well so they can add to it, and we’ll start one here shortly.

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Leo’s face is the same that my cat makes when I fart near her. >_>

Raph shake witch that booty

And poor Leo (his face so van wtf) 😂😂