#rottmnt mikey centric

[freedomaddict]

every time i finish a fic i think "no other fic can destroy me as much as this one"

BUT HAVE Y'ALL READ "Empathy Amplified"????????????

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guys

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the feels the emotions the pain the comfort oh my god ohmygod ohmygodohmygodohmygod i cannot. i cannot im gonna cry i cANT no fic has tore my heart so far apart and pieced it back up maybe its cuz im the therapist sibling who never allwos himself to feel emotions that aren't happy or WHAT but god damn that hit all the right angles

[cray-cray-anime]

Mikey and coffee

Ik it's already kinda canon that mikey has adhd (and tho some would say all the boys are nd which like I wouldn't mind).

And ik adhd ppl can actually get sleepy from energy drinks/caffeine/coffee

And I just imagine that since mikey is already hyper and the youngest, the others will do everything to keep him away from anything caffeinated. Which they usually just distract him from it weather it's jupiter jim or a sweet.

But mikey is determined cos damn it everyone has had it and have you seen the pictures online, some with whipped creams and drizzles and latte art!

But how he gonna get that coffee?

My best guess is cassandra. She's chaotic force meeting chaotic force. Ofc she wants to see what happens and mikey might bribe her w either really good food or...mystic weapons (w both donnie and barry he could probably snatch smth)

Ofc mikey gets smth like frappacino w a shot and drizzle of every flavour the shop has w whipped cream (and cassandra being cassandra gets extra shots of expresso). And he takes a pic of his coffee cos if he doesn't get another chance. He makes sure he's alone before finally taking a sip and just in awe tho he's realising perhaps every flavour was too much.

Tho he can hear someone coming and now he chugging this concoction. His brothers and april pull up wondering why the heck is cassandra hanging w mikey.

Only stop in shock and horror at the sight of the coffee cup and immediately flung out the almost empty cup on the floor w donnie shooting lasers at it, raph smashing the cup, april and leo freaking over mikey while cassandra laughs in the background (tho she stops as the others shoot an accusatory glare at her which she just yeets away).

They're walking back into the lair scolding mikey and cassandra, worried mikey is gonna be on a whole new level of hyper and may have to do a check up cos what happens if his body can't handle it (esp when the find extra expresso shots in it).

But instead mikey very vocal defenses on why he done it dwindles to grumbles and whining and then just quiet until eventually he's back at the lair slouched.

Now they're worried that they might have been too harsh and upset him and try to make it clear that they're just worried.

But instead find mikey looking drowsy and actually saying he's tired and ready to sleep...at 7pm.

Now the whole fam is freaking for another reason cos he shouldn't be tired and rushing him to medbay cos that's it he's dying. But everything is come back normal and mikey is just...sleepy.

Mikey not really caring for his family shenanigans goes to bed (or hammock) while they try to firgure out what's going on (ofc donnie will be the one to find out and explain)

Alternatively, mikey gets a pack of energy drinks and chugs them as his family watch in horror

[angelmichelangelo]

the rottmnt fic is up! enjoy! :)

[ghostplasmas]

For @somerandomdudelmao 's Cass apocalypse au!!!! I love the idea of Raph being Casey's dad before Leo took over parenting. Raph deserves to be a big soft dad.

[explodingstarlight]

doodling teetles

And here are some close-ups (might put them on their own backgrounds one day, but it's 5 AM and I'm tired so):

[lara-cairncross]

opposite sides :)

[cokowiii]

My way worked.

I SPOIL YALL TOO MUCH! Here’s three pages like I somewhat said I’d do :)))

Who would’ve thunkth that Splinter would be snapped at hm? Lil homie needs all kinds of help lol

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[twigs-and-bees]

Projecting PT 2 - ROTTMNT Comic

Previous - Part 2 - Next

yes I am continuing this lazily made comic! i'd imagine they're sitting in whatever becomes the living room post-movie right now. also i hope you enjoy the extra colors. they won't stay for long lol.

[dysfunctional-doodle]

Mystic Mikey

This was mostly drawing/shading practice so it’s pretty bad, but I thought I’d share it anyway so eh.

-> Commissions | Check out my Kofi :) <-

WIPs under the cut because I thought it would be fun to share, idk

[blackbunnyblobchara]

Pic 1:This is April,Our queen forever and ever

Pic 2:Good future Leo (GTH AU) but he’s in his mid-20 while still having hair,He’s injured or whatever you wanna imagine

Pic 3:My bad future Mikey is 7’5 FT,Big baby boy 🧡 (He also had the most majestic thickest longest hair in the resistance too)

That’s all,Thank you

[justletmereadmycomics]

I got bored lmao

[cray-cray-anime]

Ballet master mikey

Literally while I'm trying to sleep I couldn't stop thinking abt this. Like all I could imagine so many fanart of mikey dressing up in leotards and tutus and sparkles (like you can't tell me the boi w stickers and smileys wouldn't bedazzle his outfit!) While he doing some sick ballet moves.

ALSO the idea that he's super graceful on land while super clumsy in water (cos box turtles are not the best swimmers, actually can only swim in shallow waters for short distances ONLY)

And like the fic ideas. Like imagine the his other brothers start teasing him (probably leo first) abt doing ballet and mikey getting pissed and betting them to do it. Idk what like losers gotta clean the lair top to bottom.

And all the other brothers so confident with their strengths: raph strong, donnie intelligent and leo just straight up winning (almost) all the time.

Mikey ofc calling april to come watch (and record) cos he knows whats up and she knows he knows he's being a little shit and ready to sit back and enjoy the shitshow.

And ofc the other brothers are now realising their mistake, cos dear god they have to constantly stand on their toes! And what do you mean they have to hold their leg up for that long while their dying leg bouncing and spinning them around without falling face first. And mikey constantly adjusting them as they straining to keep as straight and steady as possible.

And basically just collapsed in a turtle pile after like 20 minutes while mikey literally dancing around them like nothing. And mikey like "aw you guys ok, I thought you said you can 'twirl circles around me' and the only one I see doing that now is me".

And I'm like sooooooo unfulfilled that looking it up on ao3 and tumblr to find like 2 fics and 5 posts on this ;-;

[belleyellsaboutturtles]

me? starting a multichap rottmnt fic? it’s more likely than you think. and the first 2 chapters are already up! 

[cosmoshard]

Fic Friday!<3

Time Ticks By by @void-inked-pen

Archive Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

words: 29,039 chapters: 14/22

summary:

“Mikey is stuck under a sewer pipe and has to wait for his brothers to eventually realize he’s not in the lair… how long does he have to wait?

(NO LONGER ON HIATUS!)

Warning: Some chapters might be a bit hard to get through for some of their emotional content and could be triggering for people with anxiety, I have put warnings on top of those chapters so please read at your own risk and be safe! thanks~”

AS ALWAYS, DONT HARRASS AUTHORS FOR UPDATES!!!

[foxsoulart]

Spikey Mikey Chapt 1

Masterpost / Next (coming sometime,

*whispers* you can read further on my ao3)

It hurt, freakin shell it hurt. It felt like fire in his veins. Hot and searing. But that was nothing compared to his eyes. They pulsed and throbbed. Even closed the light was too bright. Scorching his retinas. Dry and hot, stressed and spasming behind eyelids. The pain spread from there, giving him a headache in his temples. It was agony to move, to even breathe. Bit it still hurt regardless of movement. Then the pain increased tenfold. Body changing in unnatural ways. His jaw lengthened, teeth growing longer, sharper. A tail sprouted growing further, slamming the ground behind him. Limbs thickening, growing. Claws sharpened, lengthened. He felt the crack of his shell as it changed shape. Bones crackling as they grew beyond what they ever should have been. The pain washed over him in one final unbearable wave. Then fizzled out, leaving tingling numbness as his brain attempted to comprehend the amount of pain he was in as well as his body's new changes.

It was only because of the new blooming pain in his chest that he remembered to breathe. Lying on the far too cold floor. (Oh, who was he kidding? The floor wasn't that cold it was him that was that hot) He contemplated how absolutely horrendous his family's luck was. One of them accidentally getting double mutated once had been an ordeal. Of course years alter someone else got double mutated, and of course it was him. Couldn't have it any other way. At least he felt he still had his mind, that was something. Although he wished it would stop sending pain signals. Or accepting them for that matter. The pain slowly faded away simply leaving him exhausted. Limbs weighed down, he laid there.

'Body feels heavy like lead or stone. I'll just not move for awhile.'

And do that he did. Not until crying reached his ears did he bother to open his eyes. Trying to pinpoint the source. Around the corner. Drat, he'd have to get up and move to find out who was crying. Pulling his legs under him, he fought gravity and exhaustion. Coming to a stand he swayed dangerously. Like a dead tree in the raging wind. Centering himself, he slowly plodded forward. Each foot slightly dragging and thumping to the ground like a steady drum. Tail dragging behind. Turning the corner, his blurry vision attempted to focus enough to see the source of crying. He found it.

Two small children held each other, crying out into the air. The larger of the two had a spiky shell and tail, not unlike his new additions. Red was painted on him and for a moment he was worried about it being blood before realizing it was natural markings. The smaller of the pair looked up at him with liquid eyes, gold patches and freckles decorating him.

Both whimpered when he stepped closer, a strange large form covered in blood was too intimidating for their already scared minds.

He crouched making himself as small as possible.

"Hey, it's alright" his voice was deeper, gravely. Scratchy from the screaming he had done. But it seemed to soothe the duo.

"It's okay, promise. I'm not gonna hurt you. Y'think you guys might wanna come with me? I know where there's food and warmth. You'll be safe."

Slowly extending a hand out for them to take, his breath hitched when they didn't run and rubbed again his palm like cats; after they had sniffed it for possible danger, of course. Slowly, so very slowly, he gathered them into his arms. Tucking them into the crook of one, he held them close to his chest. They snuggled close, seeking the comfort of his warm plastron. He found that it was easier to walk on all fours (well, three as one arm was full) than two feet. Plodding forward, tail dragging through the dirt; he navigated his way home through the growing fog in his head.

'Shouldn't be this tired, mutating must taken more out of me than I thought.'

And suddenly he wasn't moving forward. No matter how hard he willed his limbs to keep going. The last of his energy reserves had been spent, vision clouding with black. His body began to shut down to save the energy he needed to stay alive. He slid to the ground, miraculously laying on his empty arm instead of squishing the kids. The world moved in slow motion, everything underwater. He did not hear the concerned peeps nor the searching voices calling his name.

[roninreverie]

This is what happens when two of my shows have an unintentional overlap.

(Side Note: I changed the robo suit from Red to Purple details since Donnie was April’s costume inspo here, and because of his love of mascots, tech, and music, she probably wanted the reveal to surprise him the most.)