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Sonic and Nine—Mended Edit!

Hey all! Here’s another edit of Nine and Sonic (I love this duo, more edits coming soon hehehehehehehe) to the song ‘Mended”. This show is so incredible for giving us an alternate universe based off of “what if Sonic never existed?” What if Tails never had a friend to save him from the bullies, what if Amy never fell head over heels in love? Such a fascinating concept! Well enough of my rambling, please enjoy this edit! Let me know what you think :)

This… this is STUNNING!! Great job!!

It felt good to paint something after a while.

Free Candy:

*POV: The Hamato Brothers are wandering topside at night*

Mikey: *Sees an old white van that says ‘Free Candy’ and sneaks off from the group to the van*

Van Person: Hey kid, want some free candy? All you have to do is get in the van.

Mikey: How stupid do you think I am? Let me see the candy first, then I’ll get in the van.

Van Person: Uh, okay-? *Shows Mikey a piece of candy*

Mikey: Ooo! Candy! *Shouts to his brothers as he gets in the van* GUYS I FOUND SOMEONE GIVING AWAY FREE CANDY!

Raph, Leo, and Donnie, all about to have a stroke after they see what Mikey is doing: MIKEY NO!!! STRANGER DANGER!!! STRANGER DANGER!!!

lol iykyk

what real suffering looks like

lol yeah Leo would totally do this XD

Also this was your first tmnt comic???? BROOOOOOOOO you’re amazing at it!! *gets on knees and gives puppy eyes* mowe pwease?? 🥺🥺

The impulsive urge to share random facts. Also, you all have t-rex arms Leo...

ALSO also! Bonus sketch below the cut because i spent way too long admiring it before i went ahead and finished it 💀

The Crescent’s Ascent

Chapter 1: Normal (not)

Leo stared at his reflection in the mirror, his eyes weary and tired.

Pathetic.

He offers himself a cocky grin and winks, firing off playful finger guns.

“How we doing, mi hermanos?” he practices softly. “Say, wanna drop by Hueso’s later?”

He holds the facade for another moment before groaning and letting his face fall. He grips the edges of the sink so tightly that his knuckles turn white.

“Get it together, Leo.” He chides himself. “You’re the face man, so fix your face!”

He straightens his shoulders and tries out another smirk, eyeing the tenseness in the rest of his body. Using the mirror as a guide he shifts his weight comfortably to the side, unclenching his jaw and cocking his head.

Better, definitely better.

A perfect facade if not for his guarded eyes.

He grumbles and leans closer to the mirror, bracing his trembling hands on the sink. When had his eyes lost their sparkle? When had his vibrant personality gone so… numb?

It didn’t matter anyways, he had plenty practice putting on a show. He would just shove away his emotions and portray whatever the situation called for:

Raph typically needed him to act a bit more chill, to be continually at ease and level-headed, a plan and a quip ready for any situation.

Sweet Mikey needed a playful big brother, someone he could goof off with and talk to without fear of judgement. Leo was always there for his little bro, whether it be admiring his art or comforting him while he cried, the tender-hearted little turtle (er, big turtle).

Donnie just needed someone to give him company and keep the mood lively. He didn’t really show emotions and would rather die than admit he needed affection, but on the inside he could get overwhelmed and panicky when left alone for too long. He was also quiet, which allowed him to be productive at times but also allowed him to get trapped in his head. Leo know how to fix that, and knew that although his excellent puns could occasionally annoy his twin they also helped him remain level-headed. A wall to bounce his ideas off of.

Mash all of those expectations together and you get one Hamato Leonardo, the witty and hilarious face-man of the Mad Dogs.

Not the weak and trembling turtle staring at him in the mirror.

“Come on!” He growls at his reflection, “Why is this so hard?”

“Leo?” A quick knock at the door made Leo jump. Mikey’s chipper voice came to him again from the other side: “You almost done, bro? We’re gonna go on patrol, then Raph said we could stop by Hueso’s for pizza!”

Leo took a deep breath, ignoring the tightness in his chest. Knowing his expression would affect his voice he forced a smile. “Yeah, sounds great Mike! Be out in a few!”

“You sure you’re good? You’ve already been in there for a bit.”

“You think looks this good come at the snap of your fingers?” He joked back, and he heard Mikey snort.

“Yeah, yeah. See you in a few, then.”

“Yep! See ya bro!” Leo’s whole body sagged with relief at the sound of Mikey’s footsteps fading. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself. It was just a quick patrol, then pizza. Normal Leo would be all over this. Well, maybe not patrol, but a jaunt through NYC with his brothers? Maybe a race with Mikey, some banter with Donnie and a pizza-eating challenge with Raph? He should be thrilled!

His chest tightened again. But it would only take one misstep, he thought. One little fumble and all hell might break loose. Or worse, a Prison Dimension…

All because of one little failed catch…

Leo hissed and covered his head with his hands, trying to steady his breathing. It was okay, everything was okay. He was okay too. He just needed to keep on his toes and be perfect or at least not the screw-up he knew he was…

He could do that, couldn’t he?

And even if he did slip up, his brothers were there to catch him.

Duh.

Always.

Then why did it feel like someone the Kraang had his lungs in a death grip?

He huffed and shook his head to clear it. Alright Leon, showtime, he told himself, getting up from the bathroom floor (when did he get on the floor?). He put a grin on his face and walked out of the bathroom with ease.

I’m cool, I'm cooler than a cucumber, he encouraged himself as he rested one of his odachi across his shoulders. “Sup, mi hermanos. Your Face Man has arrived.”

There was a general groan from his three brothers, causing him to smirk. Operation Set-The-Mood: success.

“You’re late, ‘Nardo.” Donnie grumbled, tapping on his wrist tech.

Leo switches position, bracing the tip of his odachi against the floor to lean on it. “Excuse me, but a king is never late. Everyone else is simply… early.”

“First off, you should give up on that ‘King Leo’ idea. Never gonna happen. Secondly, you stole that from Princess Diaries.” Donnie replied in his usual deadpan voice.

“Hey, if the shoe fits!” Leo shrugged at the jab to his movie-reference. “But anyways, are you gonna stare at your tech all day or are we all gonna go out and have some fun?”

Donnie started to retort on his Cinderella reference, but Raph cut in before he could.

“Patrol first, then fun.” The snapper reminded, standing up and stretching.

“Aw, who says patrol can’t be fun?” Leo whined playfully, stomach twisting into knots.

“Come on, Leo. We gotta focus. We’re heroes!”

“Yeah, I’m gonna have to do an IOU on that pizza bite.” Leo joked. “But in the meantime, vamanos hermanos!”

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Hope you enjoyed the first chapter of The Crescent’s Ascent! The fic on AO3 as well as more chapters can be found here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63911992/chapters/163921498

Giving kudos to a fic and then realizing i may have misread the tags and I should not have gave kudos

lol facts

“I hope this email finds you well”

First of all the only emails that ever find me well are from AO3

Yasper—Counting Stars!! (Major After Party Spoilers)

This edit contains major spoilers for The After Party show. If you haven’t seen it already, please go watch it! It’s an excellent show and definitely one of my favorites—even though it’s severely underrated.

Hey all! HOW GREAT IS THIS PARTY??? Heres another Yasper edit (he is so my favorite character) to the song “Counting Stars”. Please enjoy! Let me know what you think :)