Still behind since I'm kitty-sitting right now, but here's day 4 of Risecember. Scrapped my original idea for Raph for something quicker, but I still like how this one turned out.
I imagine in an AU where the boys are recognized as heroes after the Krang invasion, that there would be toys made after them. Raph, of course, was ecstatic and embarrassed at discovering this particular one.
It always sells out around Christmas. Rumor is that it's the cuddliest one of all.
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I am alive.
Working on many somethings.
If all goes well, it will be good.
(Sea, I'm sorry I've been kind of radio silent. Most of my focus has been on writing. I still need to get back to you on what you shared with me, but I didn't realize how late it's gotten, and now I need sleep, so...later today, I promise)
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Hey I just stumbled upon your Fics I wanted to ask I hope this wasn't asked already for ya. for 2k3 who's your favorite and least fav turtle just curious because I been trying to find blogs that like all the boys equally.
I'll be honest, my favorite has always been Mikey (sort of the reason why I'm writing a fic for him). I don't have a least favorite, though. I love all the 03 turtles, and I try my best to give them all their time to shine in my fics.
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Been busy lately, so I haven't been on tumblr for a while. Now that I'm back, I noticed that I've gotten a fair few followers. The only thing is some of those are just generic tumblr user profile pictures and the pages themselves are empty.
So...just a head's up. I'm giving anyone with that type of profile who isn't a bot one week to change that, or I'm blocking you. Doesn't have to be anything fancy, just something that lets me know there's an actual person there. I don't mean to be mean, but...I don't like the spam bots.
Anyway, hope you've all been well! Today I think I'll finally be able to get some writing done with minimal distractions, so I'm off to do that now. Later!
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Ch. 5 & 6 of Dragon of the Sun by @forestwhisper3
(<Ch.1-4)
He felt like this past day had helped him learn a lot about Usagi. Things had relaxed between them, and their interactions, while they had never not been friendly, felt more comfortable- as if the unspoken barrier that kept that last bit of formality between them had finally been crossed, and he was...excited.
Raph had Casey. Donnie had April and sort of shared Leatherhead with Mikey, who also had the Justice Force. They all were his friends too, yeah, but...it was nice to have a friend who was his first. Who preferred his company over the others.
A best friend.
Forest said "time for Leosagi" and DELIVERED!!! This fic continues to diverge beautifully from canon, with Mikey's powers creating a butterfly effect and dropping Leo into his angst arc Early. Thank goodness his Best Friend helps guide him through it! UwU
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🐢SHARE CAMPAIGN!🐢
Attention all mutants! To celebrate the release of Mutant Mayhem, we're hosting a share campaign!
If this post can get 200 reblogs, we'll unlock this glow in the dark sticker for ALL physical bundles! Let's get it ninjas!
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...and this is even with the burst of happy energy I got with the news of more fanart before I left. I don't know what I would have done if I hadn't had it. Die, probably.
Anyway, flu season is kicking off with quite a bang this year, I think. So many people getting sick. We were behind when I clocked in, and we were behind when I left. Granted, we were a bit short-staffed today since someone called off (because we are not immune to getting sick either), but it's mostly that there really are just...a lot of people who are coming down with stuff.
Take care of yourselves out there, everyone. And avoid school-aged kids, haha. They're the main culprits for the spread.
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...One more thing before I head to work.
Boop!
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[Excerpt from Dragon of the Sun, chapter 4]
Still, it was something for him to think about, at least. The timelines were splitting, but they were still close enough for Donnie to end up in this future like his own had. So if the Michelangelo that this Donnie knew had tapped into abilities he'd never shown signs of before...
Did that mean he could too?
The question lingered in his mind throughout the trip to the Shredder's palace. It lingered throughout the ensuing fight, where he stood back to back with Leonardo and Raphael for the first time in ages, urging them to keep going so they could buy Donnie the time he needed.
It lingered up until he was surrounded by a swarm of Karai Legion bots, at which point he knew he'd reached the end of the line.
"Donnie!" he called out.
I love you.
"Donnie, I-!"
I'm sorry. For not telling you directly. For being a jerk. For breaking my own promise to protect you.
He closed his eyes and breathed in, feeling how the air filled his lungs. How his heart beat within his chest. How full of life he was in the seconds before his death.
It was...peaceful.
Thank you...for saving me anyway.
He felt the way the blades stabbed and cut into his flesh, a brief moment of pain overtaking him, and then...
He stepped into warm, golden light...
"My son."
...and grinned.
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[???]
"Oh, Michelangelo," Master Splinter sighed before bringing him close, the warm fur and the claws gently scratching at the back of his shell enough to make tears well up in his eyes.
He'd forgotten what it felt like.
"Dad-" he began, quickly cutting off.
What could he even say to him? After failing again and again? He wasn't the Michelangelo he had left behind. He was broody and angry and broken and-
"Hurt," his father murmured, tightening his hold as if he would slip away the first chance he got. "You were hurt, my son. That does not place you at fault. It never did."
His eyes clenched shut, the ache in his throat turning into a tight knot, pressing against the walls of it until he thought he would choke.
"I-…"
His father began to hum. A low, gentle melody that Mikey remembered being prominent in their youth when the world felt too big and the shadows too dark. Hearing it again made the tears begin to fall in earnest, and he felt his knees give as he sunk to the floor and finally let go.
The anger. The grief. The loneliness. Everything.
Splinter took it all, shouldering the burdens of his life and replacing them with tender words and affectionate touches that almost burned with how foreign they felt now. Not completely- Shadow and April had made it their goal to "smother him in love" whenever possible -but…it was different, coming from him. The only time anything had come close was with-
"Donnie!" he gasped, eyes widening as he straightened in his father's arms.
If he was dead now, then that meant-
"Dad, where's Donnie?!"
He needed to see him. The brother who'd vanished, not the one lost in time. He needed to hold him close. To yell at him for being stupid- because that was the only explanation for how he'd managed to disappear in the first place. He needed-
He just needed him.
But…his father didn't answer. Instead, there was a strange look in his eyes. Knowing, almost.
"…Dad?"
"He is not here," he finally answered.
"What d'you mean he's not here?" he asked, confusion and anger and fear churning in his stomach as the implication began to sink in. "Why-?…Why wouldn't he be?"
"Because he is still alive, Michelangelo."
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TMNT + TMNT VACATION PREORDERS ARE UP!!
they will stay up until september 18!
PLEASE REBLOG IF YOU CAN!!
it might take 2 weeks to a month for them to arrive at my place and THEN around the same time for the merch to arrive to the buyer, but it seems more reasonable and less stress inducing then just buying a bunch and selling them 😭🤸��️
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