Dc Au- The Goofers

yet again combining my intersts because i cannn

i had a thought of team dark is just mort and family but edgier and i dont think that thought left me since also omega being 150cm is so funny to me... he looks so huge but he tiny

@eskiinox exploding you

i was at the dentist on tuesday and then this afternoon i'm getting cryotherapy and on saturday they're shooting me with lasers so all and all im having a pretty busy week

2012 & 2018 Michelangelo (thats I hard name to spell good lord. . .) my own turtle design! (Kinda)

The Mikey mix~

another run down, but this time it’s different!

In the 2018 series the boys are all different types of turtles, Leo is a Red-eard Slider, Raph is a Alligator-Snapping turtle, Donnie is a Soft shell turtle (shudders) and Mikey is a simple box turtle, in the 2012 series Donnie says that he suspects their Common-Box turtles and/or Dimond-Back Terrapins.

So they’re all different turtle Mixes, Mikey’s pretty normal compared to his brothers (well thats not something you hear every day. . .) because of this I decided to add the Yellow-Bellied slider given that the 2012 Mikey is a much lighter color compared to his brothers which is neat, so he’s Dimond back terrapin/Box-Turtle & Yellow-belly slider

his Yellow-Slider is most visible on his shell/plastron and in his light skin tone

I gave His plastron a yellow tint to show it. the mixed shell pattern is supposed to be the Dimond-Back terrapin and Box-Turtle

other then that there's really not much to say for him regarding turtle mixes, so I’ll just talk about the other details on him!

Mikey’s covered in paint, a detail that two people I showed this to seemed to love and I do to! I figured Mikey would have fun painting his shell and I even added (or wanted to add) the little detail that he paints a lightning bolt on his plastron to match Raph, (which I added in an additional thing)

But it was also a little difficult. I’m mostly using the 2012 color palette, so when I use the paint colors from 2018 I had to make sure colors didn’t clash to much which is way I didn’t add more colors because they just didn’t work (I had that same problem with Raph and his mask&/red-ear-marks) + I’m not the most creative when it comes to sparatic details, tho I do think it’s works and looks quite nice! he also has paint on his equipment, which Splinter probably got mad about it on his nunchucks.

when adding on his specks/freckles I had a moment thinking is this to much? But then I got reassurance from someone that they liked it so, I do think his cheek freckles get lost but he makes up for it!

I’d also just like to point out that I hadn’t drawn Mikey before this, seriously the only I did of Mikey before this was the first turtles thing a draw a bit back it was a little odd but not as bad as the story I have for Donnie. . .thats for another time tho. . . . I didn’t really have much problem with Mikey, the only thing close to it would be the feet and nunchucks which I wasn’t originally gonna add but put in anyway because it looked weird without them (I had to do the same with Donnie’s staff)

Also I just wanna say. The reason this took so long was because I just hadn’t got around to writing the actual post sorry! . also I have the base line of Donnie and have had it for a bit I just need to finish him which shouldn’t take long it’s just if I feel like doing the rest of Donnie I feel so bad about it!

drawn, May 3rd

Leo: Raph: Donnie:

Day 3 & 4: Metal Virus and Protector! 

After Charmy becomes a Zombot, he enters a dreamlike state. However, the sound of a certain voice wakes him up, just for a little bit.

Here’s an angsty combined prompt for ya🐝

Hello! I hope you are doing well!

I have a few questions about your AU, but about Ray specifically. So you said he has four sides. Does it kinda work like DID in a sense? Or is it like something else? Is he aware of these different sides or is it just Tilly? Does Mighty eventually see these sides? If so, what does he think of the more dangerous one specifically since he usually sees Ray all happy and cheerful? This part just intrigued me so much. I have other questions, but I figured I should keep them in categories per ask so it doesn’t just get out of hand. I’m so fascinated by this AU, and I just want to know everything about it!

Anyways, that is all for now. I hope you have a good day/night!

Hello, I am happy to answer your questions,

1 In fact, I can say yes ،These aspects begin to interact when a compatible position comes to a certain party.

2 He is aware of these sides and fortunately he learned how to control two sides, "the crazy side and the dark side." As for the happy side, this is his original personality Also, the gloomy side is the side that people rarely see.

3 As for Mighty's opinion, these are directions, I'm thinking about that. These directions started to appear in Ray's mind since Mighty disappeared. I can say that Mighty will see them, and I thought about the ending and Mighty will see the dark direction, which is a rare direction, but it dangerous

4 If so According to what Mighty saw from the dark side, he thinks that this side will cause horrible problems such as murder. The reason for the appearance of the dark side is because of a situation that makes Ray want to finally eliminate an enemy. The problem is that Ray is not conscious because his mind is only targeting killing And it has to be stopped somehow.

Thank you for your question, I think it is great and good and even explains the story well. I am grateful that you liked my ideas and my AU and I am ready to answer your questions You can just ask me don't be shy Thank you and I also wish you a happy day or night.

so my wonderfull friend on here loves turtles and the Tmnt and I kinda started switching fandoms. . . .its like in between Mha: Vigilantes and Tmnt 2012 so yur gonna have to shear content. . . . .

Anyway! Drawing of Leo!

something about this is just so Nice to look at and visually pleasing! I love it so much! I was also playing around with a new brush and it again just looks so nice for this! I was actually originally just gonna do vary little color as a style. . . that didnt happen tho

I love Leo! Fri April 18th/19th also I do have more are of the turtles

chrome-tinted troubles

1k words | no warnings apply | team chaotix week 2025

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65232502

Charmy was sniffling.

Espio wasn't sure he heard it, at first. The first sniffle coincided with the flip of a page of his book–illuminated by a small reading lamp, cradled in his lap in bed. At the next two, he thought perhaps he was just clearing his sinuses. By the fourth sniffle, however, he figured something was wrong.

Soundlessly, Espio crawled out of bed, climbing partway down the wall to examine the small shape of Charmy, bundled in blankets and shaking in his bed.

He was crying.

"Charmy?" Espio whispered. Charmy made a small noise, and Espio watched as he wrapped himself tighter in his blankets. "Charmy, what's wrong?"

"Go 'way," Charmy mumbled, his voice muffled and tiny beneath all the fabric bundled around him.

"Should I get Vector?"

"No," he sniffed again. "Go 'way, Espio."

"Something is troubling you, Charmy. I want to help."

"I dun want help."

Espio dropped soundlessly to the floor, walking over to Charmy’s bedside and looming over the little bee.

“Would you rather talk to me about it?”

“No. Go ‘way.”

Sighing inwardly, Espio grabbed at Charmy’s blankets, and unintentionally began a tug-of-war–Charmy’s tiny hands thrashing desperately to keep himself tucked haphazardly in the material. Espio, of course, was stronger and faster, and he pulled the bee free of his self-imposed cotton prison before he could even put together a coherent complaint.

“Hey!”

“Charmy,” Espio scolded, re-draping the blanket to cover only the bee's shoulders–carefully avoiding smashing his wings. His face was smeared with tears and snot. “You’re going to talk to me, or you’re going to talk to Vector. There’s no way out of it.”

“I’ll do it in the morning,” Charmy grumbled, pulling the blanket over his head. Espio pushed it back onto his shoulders.

“No. You’re just going to pretend it didn’t happen. Or, worse, you’ll actually forget.” He pulled a tissue from the nightstand, littered with toys and short children’s books, and dabbed at Charmy’s face. “Now, what’s going on? Did something happen? Did someone say something to you?”

Charmy sniffled. “Dunno.”

“Charmy.”

He grumbled something unintelligible, his cheeks squishing as Espio wiped at the snot around his nose.

“Charmy.”

“I had a bad dream.”

Espio threw the tissue into the garbage can. “Oh?”

“Mhm.”

“About what?”

Charmy looked away, fingers twisting the corner of the blanket. Espio kneeled in front of his bed, his eye contact patient, but pressing.

“...I had a bad dream ‘bout the metal virus,” Charmy mumbled, antennae drooping.

“I see. What happened in your dream, Charmy?”

“Uhm… Well… I was a zombot again, and… ‘N I was with you ‘n Vector…” He took a deep breath. “Espio, do y’still like me?”

Espio blinked slowly, caught off-guard by the question (and, admittedly, still somewhat drowsy from the late-night reading). “Of course I like you. Why would you ask such a thing?”

“Because, because, in my dream… You ‘n Vector said…” Tears welled up in his eyes, his voice shaking. “Y’said I was… Y’said I was dumb, and Vector said I was annoying,” he cried, wiping at his face roughly with the heels of his palms.

“Charmy…” Espio started, frowning. “Charmy, I don’t think that about you. That was just a dream, it’s not real.”

“Y-yeah, but it’s all my fault I got turned into a zombot in the first place, ‘n– ‘N I heard Gemerl say it was my fault Vector got turned into one, too.”

“Absolutely not. You were just trying to do what you thought was right. Anyone would understand.”

“But ‘ts still my fault!” Charmy exclaimed, his tears flowing more freely, overflowing in his little hands and rolling down his forearms. “I shoulda stayed with you ‘n Vector! I shoulda gone on the ship!”

“Charmy…"

“But I didn’t, ‘n then I got turned into a zombot, and then I turned Vector into a zombot, ‘n it’s all my fault! And everyone thinks I’m dumb and annoying and I–”

Charmy’s sentence fell short as a pair of scaled hands wrapped around his own–bringing them off of his face, before wiping at his eyes.

“Don’t say that about yourself, Charmy,” Espio scolded quietly, using his fingers to clean the tears from the bee’s cheeks with a stern expression. “You aren’t annoying. And you certainly aren’t dumb. You were simply unprepared. Everyone was.”

“But I–”

“There’s no ‘buts’ about it. You were very brave, looking out for that person. You did the right thing, just at the wrong time. You have a good heart. Do you know that?” Charmy shrugged. “And I still like you, you know,” Espio finished, smiling softly. “You’re my favorite coworker.”

The bee’s eyes widened. “Not Vector?”

“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him,” he whispered, laughing. Charmy smiled.

“I think I feel better, now,” the bee whispered back, plopping back down on his bed, and bundling back up in his blankets. “Thanks, Espio.”

“Of course.” Espio got to his feet, and started walking back towards the wall. “Goodnight, Charmy. Sleep well.”

“Wait. Espio?”

He paused. “Yes, Charmy?”

“Will y’give me a hug?”

Espio turned to stare at the little bee for a moment–he looked almost impossibly small wrapped in his blankets, his face still damp with tears, eyes tired and so terribly, heart-wrenchingly sad for his age.

Wordlessly, the chameleon made his way back to the bed, and knelt down in front of it. Awkwardly, he wrapped his arms around Charmy’s torso; a pair of tiny hands returning the gesture. He felt Charmy’s breaths against his neck, still shaky from the recent crying, felt his little wings flutter behind him lazily.

“Didja mean that, Espio?” Charmy asked suddenly, his voice small.

“I mean everything I say,” Espio replied seriously.

“Yeah, but, when y’said you still like me? Didja really mean it?”

“I did. I like you lots, Charmy Bee. You’re the smartest, bravest, coolest kid I know.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

Little hands finally relinquished their grip on him, and Espio pulled back. Charmy’s face was brighter, the sadness somewhat subdued in his eyes. Espio smiled at him.

“I promise,” he said, nodding slowly. “I wouldn’t lie to you.”

“I know.”

“Goodnight, Charmy.”

Charmy huffed out a deep sigh, burying himself in his blankets, and shutting his eyes.

“Goodnight, Espio.”

Played The Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog for the very first time last week and I can say I had a freaking blast! I loved all these goobers

I like to think after everything that went down on the train, Barry opens up their own bakery and Tails comes to visit every now and then during his travels.

I like them in their silly little matching AU outfits

@h1st0ryn3rd

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