This is everything I love!
Sweet Brothers and then Heart Break!
Please show it Love!!!
I made a ROTTMNT Turtle Tots comic for Twitter about the Disaster Twins accidentally switching outfits!
MOVIE SPOILER WARNING BTW
Yes, please
I honestly don't think we're dealing with the same fears in The Magnus Protocol. I love the theory that everything is tied to love so I'm gonna start calling whatever Needles serves "The Embrace"
Voice Acting is so good!!!!
every comic weaver drops is a gift, go to twitter/com/tg_weaver for more of this stupid ass shit.
Guys…I have made an amazing discovery. (Watch with sound on).
WAIT! SO I CAN REBLOG OTHER PEOPLES AMAZING WORK, AND IT WON’T BE THEFT?! I CAN SHARE WHAT MAKES ME HAPPY WITH OTHERS WITHOUT RUINING IT FOR THE ORIGINAL POSTER?!!! YES!!!!!
I’ll be back in a few hours, I HAVE SO MUCH TO SHARE!
Is it just me or are the new tumblr users convinced there's a penalty of some kind for using this site like it's meant to be used?
Amazing and needs to be seen by others
Reblogging for personal future reference....
Not necessarily triggered by separation anxiety like Raph, but is more like a survival mode in an unfamiliar environment?
I'd argue that Donnie experienced something of a Savage Mode during that episode when they were in the woods where he was acting like a feral creature of the forest and built that treehouse. I think in his Savage Mode, Donnie's gets hyper-aware and his brain kicks into overdrive, and I've always sort of seen him as the family's substantial provider - his high income from selling tech (he literally has a patented company - Genius Built), the Rise Lair looking surprisingly modern and comfortable given their circumstances - hence the treehouse. Even in his 'savage mode', Donnie thought of shelter and facilities first. Also, his homicidal urges would likely increase tenfold against threats.
With Leo, I'd like to think that his Savage Mood is more akin to ruthless, calculating strategist. He's a cunning bastard but usually loud and flamboyant, which would make it all the more unsettling if Savage Leo went quiet yet that sense of cunning and strategic mastermind was still present, and since he's in survival mode that means he's absolutely ruthless to any threats that may harm him and his family.
Mikey with Dr Delicate Touch as a survival mechanism would be deadly, but it'd be a lot more eerie if his Savage Mood maintained his cheerful dissonance yet had Dr Delicate Touch's abrasive and merciless behaviour. Killing with a smile, basically. He's tiny but strong, quick and resourceful as heck. Savage Mickey would be running around scaring people and wrecking havoc like a giggling gremlin.
Now take everything I just said, imagine it's post-Kraang invasion and put them into a crossover with another TMNT iteration. Just one of them alone would be a force to reckon with, as seen by Savage Raph, but all of them together, directly post-invasion?
Unfamiliar, potentially hostile environment? Check.
Hurt brothers? Check.
Entering Savage Mode? Yes.
[Also friendly reminder that Rise turtles were made intentionally by a then-villain for the purpose of destroying humanity(?) (Draxum does hate humans and why else would he want to create 'the strongest warriors'?)
Plus, they're dumb teenagers. The turtles definitely have a few moral screws loose]
Which means that the turtles from that dimension would have to deal with 4 feral, overprotective teenagers with overpowered mystic abilities in survival mode whose instincts are perceiving nearly every moving thing as a threat and telling them to ELIMINATE.
Beautiful, Wonderful, Spectacular, Showstopping-
@nickelodeon bring back Rise
What if like, they really snapped🤔
The expressions! The way you can feel the cold!
I love this art! It was my inspiration for Day 13 of Rise April! (Along with my own experience.)
Just look at it!!!!!
Sometimes you just have to sit down under the rain, and let the drops run over your body. Just like warm tears, let them heal wounds and ease the pain. Let them wash away the blood that you had to shed and soothe the broken heart.
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Sparing had never been fun for Donnie. It was tiring, and he would much rather be in his lab being a genius than in the dojo being a punching bag. It didn’t help that Donnie could never pull his punches correctly. He was never sure how much force to use, so he would either just barely tap his brothers or leave them with bad bruises that would last weeks. It was frustrating.
So, when Mikey had asked him to spar with him, Donnie had tried to redirect him to Leo or Raph. It wasn’t working.
“Come on, Dee!”
“Mikey, I don’t want to!”
“Just one round, please.”
“No. It’s never just one round!”
“It is this time! I promise!” Mikey’s wide eyes and puffed out lip were wearing down Donnie’s defenses, and the soft shell did not want to have to deal with a grumpy Mikey.
“Fine!” He groaned and walked towards the dojo. Mikey yelped in victory and followed behind.
Donnie picked up a wooden bo and swung it around, trying to adjust his mind into the right patterns for fighting his brother. He turned to face Mikey, only to find him kneeled down and fiddling with a boombox.
“Mikey, what are you doing?” His younger brother turned to him and smiled.
“I know you don’t like sparing, so I thought I could help make more fun.” He hit the play button on the box, and a fast electric song filled the room.
Mikey turned up the volume till it was blasting and nodded to the beat, picking up his nunchakus and lengthening the chain.
Donnie knew this song. It was heavy on the base, so deep he could feel it in his bones. He felt spikes run up and down his arms, and his legs were tensing and relaxing to the swings of sound that the music used. He could feel the desire to move well up inside of him as the rhythmic, electric spikes pounded into the room.
“Did you go through my playlist?” He asked, but Mikey just swung his hips to the music.
Right.
Left.
Mike slid his way onto the mat and took a fighting stance. Donnie slowly followed suit.
The music spiked for a moment and Mikey struck. His chain whipped out, and Don brought up his bo to block it. But the move was different than normal.
Mike had swung with his whole body, spinning completely around causing his weapon to be drawn back. It was an ineffective move, revealing too many openings that Donnie could take advantage of if he wasn’t so confused. The music spiked again then fell, Mikey then swung his nunchakus one way, then the other.
Right
Left
Another spike. His brother charged Donnie, moving to ensnare his chain around the soft shell's arm. He dogged (Spike) and Mikey swung for the other arm.
Right
Left
Donnie finally attacked back, knocking away his brother's second swing and going stab to the chest. Mike leaned back, (Spike) then leaned forward and spun his weapon. Donnie ducked before he even saw Mike go for his head, and before he even had time to question how he knew, he dropped to ground.
Spike. He swung for the legs.
Mikey jump back into a handstand and (Spike) flipped forward trying to land on Donnie back. Don rolled away and leapt to his feet and struck for Mikey’s shoulders.
Strike, Right
Strike, Left
He was doing it now.
There was a lull in the music and the two looked at each other. Mikey had a smug and happy smile on his face. While Donnie just looked shocked.
“Why?” He asked, and Mikey shrugged.
“You like dancing. Fighting’s like dancing, all we needed was a beat.”
Donnie smiled and they both fell back in their fighting stances as the music picked up again.
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“Come on, Dee! I wanna eat!”
“Just one more round, Mikey!”
“Uuuuhhhh. Worst idea ever!”
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