Rickitty And Meowty 🧪🐟

the cast of the TMNT Mutant Mayhem!!! (1/2)

He can never remember that it’s just a nightmare, until she softens it into a dream.

Team Autopokes VS Team Deceptimons

After Red Shore (part3)

Meena was in her dressing room, taking a breather. She had been performing in Mr. Moon's theater for a little over a year now. She still suffered from panic attacks, but not nearly as bad as she did at the very beginning and she had Mr. Moon to thank for that.

He was the one who pushed her to be all that she could be. He helped her find her confidence and helped her learn to believe in herself.

"Don't let fear stop you from doing the thing you love." He had said. And she she tried to live by that qoute. If not for Buster, she'd never had gotten the confidence to ask out Alfonso.

Her phone dinged and she peered at home and smiled.

Speaking of which. She opened a message and saw he had sent a photo of him holding her favorite ice cream with the caption "thinking of you" with heart emojis following after.

A soft knock at her door brought her back from her thoughts and she fumbled with her phone before calling out "come in!".

The door opened and Johnny walked in. "Hey, Meena, got a second?" He asked.

"Sure, Johnny, what's up?" Meena asked as he took a seat in a secluded chair reserved for anyone who might wish to sit and chat.

"Has Mr. Moon been acting strange to you?"

Meena blinked, taken back. She racked her brain, trying to remember the past week and how her boss and mentor had changed. "I know he hasn't been sleeping well. And gets really jumpy. I tried to ask him a question last week and nearly jumped out of his skin. Told me I shouldn't sneak up on people like that. He laughed it off, but I could tell he looked really nervous."

"Sams thing happened with me and him yesterday. Me and Nooshy were performing and he came in. Nooshy was just messing around, so I really didn't think about it till this morning, but she was spinning around and grabbed Mr. Moon by the coat and lifted him up. Now that I think about it, he looked really scared."

Johnny stopped as his mind traveled back to Crystal Tower's Theater. He remembered when Mr. Crystal suddenly appeared and grabbed Buster from them. They were watching Rosita's part of the show when Buster was taken up the lift. Johnny remembered hiw he tried in vain to cry out to his boss.

And when Jimmy dropped him...

Johnny turned away from Meena and shut his eyes as he felt tears suddenly form. Never had he felt so useless. He had half a mind to jump after him, but before he could, Rosita swung in to save the day. From his view on the platform, he watched her swing in and clutch the koala tightly to her chest before releasing him gently onto another platform. Johnny felt his knees buckle in relief as he mentor and friend sat up, seemingly physically unharmed.

But mentally? That seemed another matter.

Another knock interrupted them and the two turned to see Miss Crawley walking in with two cups of tea. "You two have been working extra hard today, so I thought you'd need a little pick-me-up."

"Thank you, Miss Crawley." The two young adults said in unison.

"Miss Crawley? How long have you known Mr. Moon?" Johnny asked.

Miss Crawley wriggled her hands a bit. "Oh my, a long time. I was friends with his father." She said.

"You were?"

"Oh yes. His father was like a son to me. I knew Buster's mother as well."

Johnny and Meena exchanged glances. Never once had Buster's mother been brought up in conversation. As far as they were concerned, his mother had passed shortly after he'd been born and it'd just been he and his dad.

Miss Crawley continued. "Actually I knew his mother before I knew his father. She and her family were my friends." The old lizard took a deep breath. "First his mother passed, complications with his birth and then his father. Years of washing cars led him to get bad bouts of pneumonia. One year... he finally succumbed, leaving only Buster and his theater and I became his only family." She then looked up and smiled. "Till he met you all."

Johnny took her hand in his and gave it a tight squeeze. "I was... I was so afraid... that I was going to lose Buster too. That night in Red Shore?"  She said, softly.

Johnny hugged the older lady tightly before she cleared her throat. "I better go and finish with the tea." She gave them each a small smile and a pat on each of their cheeks before exiting the room.

After she had gone, Meena remembered her experience. She watched Johnny as he prepared to jump after him. Before she could stop him, she saw Rosita. The whole ordeal was traumatic and terrifying.

When Buster joined them again, she was the first to grab him into a big hug, nearly breaking his back in the process. When the curtain call came, they all gestured for Buster to join them. Rosita and Gunter stood on either side of him and Meena could just catch the relief in their eyes as they shared a look, each taking a paw of Buster's.

She couldn't imagine what they felt from their standing point.

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Gunter remembered how he felt. From his spot on stage, he was watching Porsha practice her moves, but his mind was elsewhere, back in the city.

It was their part of the show and in the midst of trying to comfort Rosita, he saw that her focus was no longer on her fear, but on something else.

SomeONE else.

He followed her gaze and his heart turned to water. Buster was falling. Faster and faster.

With no hesitation at all, Rosita forgot her fear, forgot her worries and ran straight off the platform. Her focus was now Buster.

Gunter had remainedon the ship, trying desperately to control it, to make it returnto the ground so that he can see Buster for himself. Then he saw Rosita, flying through the air, a smile lightining up her face as she sang her heart out. Gunter risked a glance and saw Buster, safe and making his way back to the group.

As soon as he was safe, Gunter felt so relieved, so happy, he burst into song and together he and Rosita performed their act, flying around the theater, singing to the music and gliding to the rhythm.

When they met back to do the curtain call, it took everything Gunter had not to drop kick the white coated wolf as he walked out, claiming Buster's success as his own. He wanted nothing more then to show that total jerk dinkkesplat what dirt taste like. Matter of fact, he could tell by the grip Johnny had on his hand that he was feeling the same. But instead of making a scene, the group decided to humiliate him by leaving him to be laughed at by his public. They watched as he was escorted out by police officers, Gunter silently cursing the wolf in his native language.

"Earth to Gunter!"

The dancer snapped out of his thoughts and noticed Porsha trying to get his attention.

"Vhat? Oh! Very nice!" He praised, trying to force a smile.

Porsha bowed, dramatically as she twirled off to practice once, leaving Gunter with his thoughts.

How could Porsha be related to such a cold-hearted ass- jerk? Sure, she a bit dramatic, maybe even a bit of a spoiled wild-child, but she was still a kid. 18, Gunter guessed. 2 years younger then Ash. She was still learning.

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Rosita remembered the shock.

She remembered the fear as well. The fear she had when she looked down into the vortex. But when she saw Buster falling, it became a whole new fear. A fear of losing one of her closest friends, a fear of losing a member of her family.

That fear was greater then her fear of heights. She could faintly hear Gunter calling her name, but she ignored it. Her only focus was saving her friend, her brother. She had a title for her little family. Buster and Gunter were her brothers, Ash, Meena and Johnny were her kids and Miss Crawley, wonderful Miss Crawley was her mother figure.

As soon as she leapt off that platform, her arms reached out, frantically holding them out for the little koala. When he was in reach, she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close to her chest, holding him tightly, afraid to let go. Afraid if she let go, she'd lose him. Another platform neared and, as gently as she could, she released him and continued the show, as he would have wanted.

When they met on stage, she wanted to hug him again, hold him close.

More so, she wanted to take a bat to Jimmy's head and beat him to a pulp.

She remembered as they were bowing on the stage, when Crystal appeared, taking credit for Buster's work, she remembered when his grip tightned and he attempted to pull away. So while Jimmy was addressing the crowd, Rosita scooped up Buster and they rushed back stage to leave Jimmy to be humiliated. She could hear Gunter muttering in his language. She didn't need to speak it to know he was practically cussing Jimmy out.

A mom just knows.

Normally, she wouldn't approve, but under the circumstances, she wasn't against uttering a few swears herself.

Once backstage, she finally gave him a once over. Checking him for broken bones, bruises, in case Jimmy had hurt him before hurtling him off a platform. Buster wasn't able to calm her down till she had satisfied herself that he was okay, physically anyway. It never occurred to her, in that moment, how mentally he would have been affected.

On their way home, she and Buster never got a chance to talk about what happened. In all honesty, she didn't quite know where to begin.

She wasn't sure Buster knew either. It was clear he was avoiding the subject altogether.

Rosita frowned as she stood, her mind made up.

It was time for that talk. She left the practice area and headed up the stairs to her friend's office. Surprisingly she found the door closed. Buster had an open door policy, the only exceptions being he had a meeting or a very important phone call. Rosita put her ear to the door and listened. When no sound came, she knocked.

Silence.

"Buster?" She called.

Silence once more.

She wondered if he had stepped out, but she never saw him come back down the stairs. Anxiety started building up in her chest as she opened the door and peaked in. The office appeared empty, but, Like Nana, Rosita was familiar with Buster's usual hiding places. She first checked behind the couch and then under the desk. Then she sat on his chair and knocked on his drawer. There was a small scuffle before the drawer inched it's way open and familiar, gray fluffy ears popped from within.

Buster looked started for a moment. "Rosita! Is something wrong?" He asked, plastering a smile and attempting to look busy.

"Yes. We've been avoiding a certain subject. And I'd like to bring it to light." Rosita said.

Buster groaned inwardly. He wasn't ready for this. Not yet. "Rosita, the show is in 2 days. Can we discuss this afterwards?" Hoping that was the end of it, Buster leapt out of his drawer and began walking towards the door.

Rosita quickly followed and grabbed his arm.

"Buster-"

What followed next told Rosita the exact amount of damage that was caused.

As soon as she took hold of his arm, Buster went into full panic. Having not recovered from his last episode, Buster yanked his arm from Rosita's grip in pure fear. In doing so, he stumbled and fell against his desk. He closed his eyes and wrapped his large ears around whilst pulling his legs close to his chest. His whole body began to shake violently and he began mumbling. Both fear and embarrassment overwhelmed him. He tried with some difficulty to hide his emotions, but today that just wasn't the case. And Rosita was the last person he wanted to witness his panic attacks. For goodness sake, she saved his life! He should be comforting her! He should he thanking her! But the words wouldn't come as he sat, attempting to hide himself behind his ears.

Rosita stood in shock. This wasn't just simple nightmares. This was PTSD. This was pure fear. Buster was reliving his near death experience.

Rosita pulled her hand to her chest as she watched her friend grow smaller, if possible. She felt tears form, blaming herself for this most recent attack.

Regaining her composure, she got down on her knees and attempted to match Buster's height as she edged her way to the koala. "Buster? It's Rosita... can I move in closer?"

No reply.

Rosita took this as a sign of approval. She got close enough to lay a paw on his shoulder. One of Buster's paws reached up and grasped hers. They sat for a moment before Rosita gradually moved in closer. Buster, his eyes still shut, allowed her to gently pick him up and cradle him as if he were a child, her child. He weighed less then one of her piglets and Rosita could guess it was because of his recent eating habits. Even in Red Shore, Buster had trouble finding his appetite. Nearly a month's worth of lack of meals was taking it's toll in his new weight loss. Trying to keep Mr. Crystal happy, keep his group safe and away from his wrath and doing his best to make sure the show was just as meaningful as the name it was given had taken much of his energy and time. 

The Showman let out a shuddering breath as sudden exhaustion swept over him. Weeks of sleepless nights was finally taking it's toll. Rosita could feel his body shaking, but the longer she held him, the faster the shaking ceased. Buster sniffled and burried his head in her chest and she slowly rocked him as the panic attack gradually subsided.

Content on staying, Rosita sat as Buster fell into a deep slumber, possibly his first real sleep in weeks.

She could feel his heart beat as it began to beat in unison with her own, still beating wildly in his chest, but not nearly as bad as it had been a few moments ago.

She thought back to thay moment she saw him falling. Everything in that time span was forgotten. The show, the crowd, her fear of heights, everything. The only thing she saw was Buster falling to the ground below. The fall was enough to kill any animal, let alone this small koala. Her own body shook with the dreaded question that had been keeping her up for days.

What if she missed?

What if she hadn't jumped?

The thought was horrifying. She could see his body, on the ground, not moving.

She tightened her embrace, allowing her breaths to fall in sync with her friend. Her brother's.

She told herself the same thing she'd been telling herself all week. Buster was alive and here with her, with all her friends. She hadn't failed him.

Rosita wrapped her arms around the small frame in her lap and gave him a mama-bear kiss on the tuft of fur atop his head as she tightened her embrace, once more, afraid to let him go.

"You're safe, Buster." She whispered. "You're okay."

Story is not over yet. The healing process is just beginning.

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Also sorry for the inactivity 😖. I’ve just healed from covid a few days ago. The worst part was my body didn’t have enough energy to do all the things I wanted it to do. I’ll try my best to draw more. Thank you for being patient with me 😚💖

You know she has antennae like an antlers or horns.

Sentinel Prime 👈🏼

Rottmnt x FNAF Security Breach

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Every Rise fan artists to redraw this.

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Leo as Freddy ☕️🎤🧸

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Mikey as Chica 🎨🍕🐓

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Donnie as Roxanne 🧠🎸🐺

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Raph as Monty 🍖💪🐊

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Casey Jr. as Geogory 🏒🔦⌚️

MAY I PRESENT TO YOU: WAITER LEO

I think that with his charisma, he's do great (let's forget about the duo episode with Mikey lol) and so I like to imagine he helps out Hueso from time to time! Also I'm sure he'd have a lot of admirers, since a ninja waiter must seem cool to other teens and so Leo gets the job and Hueso new clients, as his place would now be full of kids, trying to impress our fruit lmao

ALSO I'm 100% sure Raph would be the "eyes off my lil bro, you punk" kind of big bro haha

the little fruit must be protected

Meet the Main Cast of TMNT: New World Mutants!

I received these very kind asks about my version of TMNT, and i’m finally getting around to answering them! @sirwolficus-art​ @dianounais​

So! Mutations and meetings first!

When Splinter met the boys, they were human kids living on the streets of NYC as a group, scavenging for food and making trouble. He had an instant soft spot for them but knew he couldn’t properly house them. Instead, he kept an sharp eye on them and bought them fresh food whenever he could.

One day, Splinter came across the boys in the middle of a street fight with a group of older kids. They weren’t faring particularly well, so Splinter stepped in and scared off the bullies, ushering them into a nearby pet shop to talk to them. While there, they took interest in the baby turtles and played with them for a while. Mikey explained to Splinter that they were fighting over food. Splinter offered to take them out for a proper meal when the chaos calmed down outside, something they happily took him up on.  

Unfortunately, on their way to a diner, they were approached by a threatening stranger carrying a couple canisters of glowing green chemical. They attacked, and though Splinter did his best to defend the boys (ultimately hurting the stranger enough to scare them off), at the last moment they managed to throw the ooze onto them. Boom, mutation!

Donatello!

Donatello is the eccentric of his brothers. He’s the embodiment of pure chaotic neutral and will blow up a Chili’s just to see what happens. (Think Rise Donnie without the ego) He’s an outspoken, highly opinionated drama queen, but has a quiet confidence about his actual intellect. More often he’ll show his family something he’s made with excitement rather than arrogance. His skills lie mainly in hacking, but he’s also a gifted engineer. He’s an absolute genius but a total dumb ass about everything else.

He LOVES science fiction and is 100% convinced aliens are real, and the thing that mutated them. None of his brothers belive him, but they tolerate his rambling conspiracy theories to various degrees.

Despite being the oldest of his brothers at 17, he is by far the least mature. He often focuses too much on his projects and doesn’t take anything else nearly as seriously. He swears like a sailor and the hardest for Splinter to get to train. He is a red eared slider.

Leonardo!

Like his father, Leonardo came up in a heavily traditional Japanese culture. He grew up learning ninjutsu from his birth parents (more on that in later posts ;)), and though he is now separated from them, he still values the culture. He takes his training very seriously, and though he can sometimes come off a stoic or emotionless, he is very much capable of being just as silly and fun loving as his brothers. He just has his own way of showing it. If you pay attention, he laughs the most at his brothers antics; it’s just quiet.

In fact, he is selectively mute thanks to his severe voice dysphoria. He is a trans boy and it’s the thing he struggles with the most; so he often just doesn’t speak. Instead, he signs to his family and used common mannerisms and gestures to communicate. He will only speak when he feels it totally necessary.

Despite being the youngest at 15, he’s always been the natural leader of his brothers; even before meeting splinter and becoming mutated. He just naturally falls into the role, and his brothers don’t object. He is a red eared slider.

Raphael!

Raph, along with Mikey (his bio twin) is 16. He loves to scrap and fight and be strong, and often underestimates his physical strength in training. But it’s never mal intended, he just shows affection with his actions rather than words and the language he speaks best is physical. He aims to be strong enough to give the BEST hugs.

He has his fair share of hissy fits, though, due to some unresolved sensitivity that can turn into anger if left unchecked. He doesn’t get angry often, but when he does he REALLY gets angry. Sometimes to the point of intentional malicious harm towards his brothers until he’s able to calm down. His biggest fear is seriously or permanently hurting his family, so he does his best to quell his anger.

He loves to cook, especially pizza (he takes a lot of pride in his homemade pizza dough, something he’s perfected for many years) and his favorite thing is to make food for his family. He is a box turtle.

Michelangelo!

Mikey is also 16, but despite his young age he is the most emotionally mature of his brothers. He’s very chill, down for whatever. He’s great at reading others and will find a way to make friends with anyone. He jokes around a lot, but he know the exact way to listen to, console and then cheer up every member of his family.

He’s highly sociable and loves to go out in the daylight and explore NYC whenever he can. He’ll often drag one or all of his bros with him. He is a literal ray of sunshine, and is immediately friends with everyone he meets. Unless he gets Bad Vibes™ from someone. If Mikey doesn’t like someone, it’s a definite sign they’re bad news bears.

He loves to yoyo, and spends almost as much time on the hobby as he does on his art. He is a box turtle.

Master Splinter!

Splinter is a patient, soft and caring father. He loves his sons to the ends of the earth and would do anything to protect them. Perhaps a tad over protective at times, but a loving father above all else. That is, except for in the dojo. He takes his teaching very seriously, and while he is still patient with the boys, he is very tough love when it comes to ninjutsu. He places a very high value on the culture he came from and expects his sons to honor it to the same level.

He is a very young father, currently only 36 and 28 when he was mutated (along with his sons). He’d always intended on adopting a kid or two when he was old enough to support them, but was very much thrown into fatherhood when they were all mutated. His Dad Instincts™ kicked into high gear, and there was no question in his mind that these were his kids now. He sometimes struggles with being a young father to four teens, but he wouldn’t trade his life now for anything.

Due to his rat mutation, he is severally color blind and now considered legally blind. His vision only got increasingly worse over the years, so he can no longer see what Leo is signing. Instead, one of the other turtles will speak for him or Leo will tap morose code to him if he wants to communicate. It’s tough, but they do their best.

What if Batman in Hedgehog form is Shadow’s long-lost twin brother?

Thomas and Martha Wayne can’t have children cause whoever is infertile. They’re so heartbroken. They both had a dream to have a family but not anymore. The mentor went toward Wayne Manor’s garden. Their butler looked out a window and saw some weird light from the sky coming straight in front of the house, crashing into the garden. The two couples heard something from outside. They're going to check out and see there's Alfred was outside that he was standing there. They saw the mentor was cracked open, Thomas told Martha to stay, and he and Alfred could go to look at what was inside of it but Martha heard someone crying. She followed the sound, and now she found a young alien who hiding in rose bushes with thorns that were her favorite flowers. A young alien was stuck in. Martha was a bit scared but she couldn't leave "him". So she started to help him. A young alien was scared of her and tried to back away, but it didn't work. Martha told him that she was not going hurt to him. A young alien listening to her is really soft. Martha finally got him out of her rose bushes. She hugged a little one who was shaking and holding her tied. Martha had never seen a young alien before in person, she thought he was just a baby. Thomas and Alfred found her, and they were shocked to see a young alien. Martha tells Alfred to get a med kit and tells her husband to get something warm. They want to say something but they do as she says. Martha carried the young alien and took him inside their house. Thomas gave the med kit to her, and Martha started treating him as well. Alfred got a warm blanket, She grabbed it and put some blanket wrapping around him. A young alien was quieting. Martha tells Alfred to make hot cocoa with marshmallows. Thomas was amazed that he had never seen his wife as a good mother. He thinks about the young alien she found that he was worried about. Aflred got hot cocoa for her. Martha takes a hot drink out of his drink. She shows a young alien, teaches him how to brow and drink, and tells him it's safe. A young alien is copying her like she does. He enjoying it. Three people were surprised that he was acting like a child. Not ever an alien. A young alien fell asleep on the sofa. Martha carries a young alien to the guest room. She got him on a bed and left him be. Marthe asked Thomas and Alfred to want to talk. They both go to the living room. so here they are, Martha tells them they can't tell anybody about the child, her husband wants to say but she cuts him off, She wants to keep him and have a family they have a dream that it come true. She was worried that she seems some bad people would take a child away from them, so they experimented with a child-like rat lab from a movie. She pleased them for not telling them, Thomas and Alfred calmed her and told her they agreed with her. Martha was shocked as they were on her side. Thomas told her that he was so proud of her. Martha was so happy that her husband was the best man she ever met. Alfred asked them what their plan about a young alien and two couples would keep him safe in Wayne Manor. Teach him about things. Treat him as their child a family. Show him about beautiful earth. Thomas and Martha got a name for child is... Bruce Wayne the hedgehog.

(Pew, how it is, readers? I'm kind of no good writer.)

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It's Wild, But Batman's Latest Crossover Proves He and Shadow the Hedgehog Are Twins

"Who was it?"

This gave me ideas.