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((We need more Mikey content, so here’s a quick something 👏 I’m listening to Grover Washington Jr’s “Just the Two of Us” btw. Reader’s gender is neutral.))
You knew he was a flirt.
The way he spoke to April, and then to you, there was no denying that being a loverboy was as easy as breathing air for Mikey. There was this ease in his feelings, not one ounce of shame in his words and actions. He wore his emotions on his sleeves and at some point you couldn’t help but wonder if it really was just a game - if he was just constantly throwing a line in hopes that someone would bite down to it and reel up to him.
Yet you could notice some differences whenever he spoke to you. The light touches, the warm smiles, that delicate attention to the every words coming out of your mouth. You probably bit that line at some point, without knowing, … and you didn’t mind.
The more time you spent with him, the more you found yourself thinking back about those sweet words of his whenever you were alone.
“Everything just feels so right whenever you’re around.”
“I could spend all my evenings like this…”
“Just you and I. Just the two of us…”
Just the two of us. You could feel a tingling sensation at the nape of your neck whenever you reminded yourself of those words. There was this way he said those, in a tone you knew he never used whenever speaking to anyone else - not even April.
“We can make it if we try. I mean… what’s the harm?”
That single question, echoing in your mind. You only wanted to fall into those arms, feel the warmth and security only him could give… He wanted to be yours, just as you wanted to be his.
Just the two of us…
To lose yourself in that love. To fall for that smile of his, those baby blue eyes. That radiance amongst the shadows he had to hide in… Imagining yourself by his side. For him to be the first thing you’d see in the morning. To whisper sweet words and get bewitched by his charms. To feel that pride in his gaze whenever he’d look at you - and no one else. To sense that shift in the air whenever one of you was around, uplifting the mood.
Yes. You knew now that he was more than a flirt.
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Have a very Merry Christmas guys!😄🎅🏻☃️❄🎁.
Can we have some Mikey appreciation here? 🥺
sweet cinnamon roll 😍 he is such a handsome turtle 🥰😘🧡
Okay but
Can we just
Take a minute
To appreciate
How
Fucking strong
MIKEY IS
Hes the one at the top. The one that’s holding ALL THAT WEIGHT UP with ONE HAND in the first pic, and still IN ACTION in the second. With RAPH SECOND to last. He never struggles holding on when ALL that weight is pulling down. Even when Leos chucking his katana, Raph swinging April towards Shredder so she can kick his metal ass off and he grabs onto the pole with his free hand without a prob.
And he still remains chill.
This is one of the reasons why i love this goodball.
And lets not forget Donnie tho. He looks all slinky yet still fit and hes SECOND. Hes holding Leo April AND RAPH as well.
There all truly amazing.
Mikey definitely gives the best hugs sorry I don't make the rules
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“How’s the view up there, little buddy?”
@fyreball66
After fixing a few things I'd like to introduce my newest baby mutant turtle
🧡How can one not love this bundle of happiness🧡
me everytime i see Mikey: he’s babey!!! individual panels in the read more :)
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Favourite moments: Leonardo and Michelangelo
Some of the boys to brighten up your day.💙❤️💜🧡
Mikey making pizza.
You sat at the table, looking at the box while fumbling with it in your hands
Only a couple weeks ago, the turtles interrupted you while you relaxed in the comfort of your apartment
You were unwinding after a long day, bathed in candlelight and sipping on some sweet wine
Suddenly Mikey and Raph crashed down on your balcony while Leo and Donnie were standing in the hallway (damn them for being ninjas)
And it was no accident, they intentionally scared the living fuck out of you
Throwing the glass of wine across your living room you let out a high pitched scream and fell to the floor
As they were all laughing hysterically, you made it your mission to get back at them
So you waited patiently until the right moment would present itself
And today it finally did
Tearing at the tape of the cardboard box, you ripped it open and triumphantly eyed the object inside
Quietly getting to your feet, you lightly stepped towards the dojo
Stopping at the door, you grasped at the knob and ever so slowly turned the handle
Silently peering in, you saw the turtles in the middle of the room
Sitting in an indian style pose, their hands on their knees in an om position, eyes closed, they all quietly meditated
Keeping your intrusion a secret, you leaned your hand into the slightly opened door, grasping at the white can
Using your index and middle fingers, you positioned them on the button of the small red horn
Using your other hand, you braced yourself on the door frame
This was it, you were going to get even with them
Firmly pressing down on the red controller the sound almost took your breath away
The damn Titanic might as well have been pulling into port with the booming blare coming from the small white can
Slamming the door shut while falling back, you laughed your ass off while leaning on the floor
You could here the cacophony of yelling and cuss words coming from turtles inside
Quickly getting to your feet, you ran down the hall and heard the door swing open
You may have gotten even, but the thunderous footsteps running towards you signified you were in for a serious ass whooping
I was bored at work when this little drabble came into my head. My mind is a scary place sometimes. Much love 😘🤣
My insomnia kept me up last night, so I took the opportunity to think about new short stories. And, heck, I rarely write for Mikey. WHAT A SHAME. Here’s something cute~ Sorry it’s short.
Reader is gender neutral :)
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For TMNT 2012 Fanfic Writers, Can I Have Some Pointers on How to Portray The Characters as Close to Canon?
I’m storyboarding a long TMNT 2012 fic and I’m nervous that I won’t portray the characters accurately.
I need some pointers.
Here are the characters:
1. The Turtles
2. April & Casey
3. Splinter
4. Karai
5. Shinigami
6. Tiger Claw
7. Mighty Mutanimals
8. Mona Lisa
9. Renet
10. Alopex
11. Pulverizer/Timothy
12. Fugitoid
13. Bishop
Thank you so much to anyone who replies.
From Most to Least Favorite, How Would You Rank Each TMNT 2003 Seasons?
1. Season 4
Really enjoyed Leo’s arc. I love focusing on the effects the traumatic situation had on a character’s mental health. This season improved Leo greatly.
My only gripe is I wished Bishop was a major villain.
9/10
2. Season 3
I liked a lot of the episodes and it had my favorite final stories like Ultimate Draco and Exodus.
Same As It Never Was was probably my favorite episode, though I wished there was more payoff with it afterwards.
8/10
3. Season 2
S2 has my second favorite finale with the Battle Nexus, and it was an improvement of S1.
It was the season that really got me into the show.
Usagi was a great addition. He’s one of my favorite characters.
7/10
4. Season 1
I didn’t get into this season until the Shredder was a major part of it. I mostly found the introductory episodes meh but it was probably because I wasn’t used to the new iteration yet.
It’s higher since the next seasons are not as great.
6.5/10
5. Season 5
I liked the concept but the execution was not as great.
The plot felt rushed and the villain was meh because it was another Shredder. I would’ve enjoyed the story more if it was a new villain.
The other 4 acolytes didn’t serve a purpose other than the writers trying to digress how special the turtles are, which didn’t work since the turtles became the dragons like their mystical instructors.
6/10
6. Season 6
The new setting and concept barely keeps this season from last place.
It was a new fresh take, but the more childish tone ruined it for me. Total tone shift distract me most of the time.
The Dark Turtles, Cody, and Sterling were cool editions tho.
5.5/10
7. Season 7
The last season was… disappointing.
I would’ve preferred this season being about the Turtles learning how to relax after all that happened to them. Like, a moment when everything is peaceful and they are not needed to protect the city. Exploring how to move on from their sense of purpose would’ve been fun to see. It would’ve coincided well with April x Casey’s wedding since they are also move towards a different path.
4.5/10
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Hi everyone! Thank you for reading and liking part one. It made my day!
So, this is where I shine in writing. I love creating characters and their backstory; it’s so fun. I think it is more important to focus on characters than the plot since a character can create the storyline- well at least for me.
I’m excited to share! Hope you enjoy!
Comment your thoughts! It would be cool to read them! 😁
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Leonardo:
We’re starting with the usual leader-in-blue!
Although I adore Leo, his “perfect” personality can get a little boring. His versions usually have flaws, though they are the kind that makes you sympathize with him rather than feeling indifferent like with Raph’s anger issues.
Season 1 Leo would be a toned-down Rise Leo. He can be cocky when he succeeds over his brothers and would jokingly comment how he is Splinter’s favorite. However, it doesn’t come without hard work. Leo trains the most out of his brothers and spends most of his time studying fighting techniques. He is not naturally talented in ninjitsu like the past incarnations. Also, Leo’s motivations for training very hard and wanting to be leader is more for himself than anything.
Compared to his brothers, Leo was relatively average. Donnie was extremely smart, Mikey had his kind and joyful soul, and Raph was naturally a great fighter. Leo felt left out and decided that training to be a hero would be his way of standing out. He also believed that being special like his brothers was the only way to get Splinter’s attention; and it kind of worked. With all the progress Leo made, Splinter praised him, and they had a way to connect.
Around the beginning of S1(maybe ep. 5), Leo became the leader though how was different. Instead of Splinter deciding, the brothers did; the explanation was the turtles were a team and should make a consensus as one. This news made Leo ecstatic; he was finally living his dreams. Even so, he didn’t realize the baggage and responsibility a leader had to shoulder. Over the course of the story Leo grows as a great leader and fighter.
The Karai/Leo subplot will follow the 2003 version. He is convinced that Karai is a good person and tries to have her switch sides. There will be romantic feelings but its not the main motivation for both of their actions. I can’t say too much since this plot revolves around Karai more.
Donatello:
Donnie is a blend of 2003/12 versions. He is intelligent with an extremely high IQ and was a gifted child. However, his intelligence came with a cost; making connections with his brothers and father was really tough for him because of their different interests. This left him withdrawing from everyone and focusing on his inventions. His social skills evolve once the turtles visit the city and meet April. The increasing danger of the Kraang further builds his relationships since communication is important in teamwork, and Donnie’s talent in inventing grew more in the spotlight.
Because of her fascination with Donnie’s smarts and inventions, April and Donnie become good friends as the story continues. Donnie also gets close with April’s best friend, Irma since they are science lovers. At first, Casey irritates him as they have clearly different personality; Casey’s impulsive and extroverted attitude conflicting with Donnie’s plan-based mindset.
Donnie’s love for his family is showcased after witnessing a terrifying, apocalyptic future where his family suffers. Paranoia sets in. His work to calculate the cause of this terrible, and its solution leads Donnie to rarely take care of his needs. He has to learn to trust in others instead of doing things alone.
Raphael:
Unlike Leo, Raph is instantly gifted in fighting. He has more physical strength than his brothers and would constantly beat them in practice. Since childhood, Raph was Splinter’s “favorite” in the dojo and that definitely got into the red-banded turtle’s head. He would brag to his brothers and jokingly poke fun at their techniques. It wouldn’t affect anyone. Except for Leo.
Raphael’s ego started taking hits once Leo caught up to him and beating him in practice once in a while. It turned into anger after noticing Master Splinter praising Leo more. The tension soured their brotherhood. Unlike most versions, Raph’s anger is fueled by insecurity. He believes that fighting is the only thing he is good at and will get territorial if his spotlight is threatened.
Throughout the story, he learns to move on from his demons and realize his worth.
Family is important to Raph. He can be hard on his brothers yet will do anything to keep them safe, especially Mikey- his positivity must be protected. Casey and Raph become best friends for their similarities and love for fighting- they are impulsive bros.
Michelangelo:
Mikey’s role is to be the positive and glue of the team. He loves to make people happy and would always do something goofy or kind to do that. His family have nothing bad to say about their youngest member and are very protective of him. The youngest brother doesn’t take ninjitsu as seriously as skateboarding, dancing, or just general fun. Though, he will be serious when the situation calls for it, such as the fate of his family and the world.
Although being an open ear to anyone, Mikey is not open to expressing his negative emotions due to his fear of damaging the family dynamic. It is noticeable when he is upset because he jokes more often and not focus. A lesson he must learn is to accept the good and the bad. Mikey can be reckless, mostly when his brothers rarely let him participate in missions. He wants to prove to his family that he is strong enough to protect himself and others. Reading people is his best skill and takes great pride in it, usually taking on the role of a therapist.
Splinter/Hamato Yoshi:
I really wanted to take Splinter’s role in the Shredder’s descent to evil in the grayer area. He is usually the victim/innocent party of the story, which can get boring after a while.
Hamato Yoshi was born as the heir to Hamato Clan and childhood best friend of Oroku Saki. The Hamato and Foot clan were allies for centuries and would usually fight by each other’s side. Matters changed when the Foot’s beliefs grew more sinister. This left the Hamato Clan to eradicate their former ally. Splinter saved Saki before he could be killed, though, it came with consequences. Oroku Saki vowed to exact revenge for his fallen home. Growing up, Splinter became one of the strongest martial artists in Japan and married a woman named Tang Shen, later becoming a father to a girl. His world ended once he saw his clan destroyed and his family killed by the renewed Foot Clan.
Yoshi decided to move to New York and forget his old life. Years later, the martial artist noticed strange people caging defenseless animals. He would fight them long enough to protect four humanoid turtles, deciding to keep them after a moment of compassion. Splinter would continuously fight the strange men until a strange liquid turned him into a rat. This turning point banished Splinter and the turtles to the sewers for protection.
Splinter equally loves his sons. He would always make sure to give them equal amounts of love to avoid lasting issues. Though, he has made some mistakes. Emotions were rarely discussed because of Splinter’s unintentionally withdrawn attitude. The rat master wouldn’t instantly notice problems between his sons, and usually didn’t know how to resolve them. No matter what, Splinter is proud of his children and would do anything to keep them safe; sometimes not realizing that it could hurt them.
Hamato Yoshi’s guilt and trauma over the terrible moments in his life would be the main focus of his development.
Am I the only one who was annoyed the writers kept “tricking” the audience into thinking Shredder was dead?
It was so annoying. I was fine with it the first time since one fake death usually happens in shows. But doing this over 4 times is excessive and bland. This writing choice really made it hard for me to keep going with TMNT 2003. Killing off the Shredder wouldn’t have been the end of the world. Bringing new villains would have been fun and unique. A version of Shredder was the villain for every season except S6. There was Utrom Shredder, Karai Shredder, Demon Shredder, and Cyber Shredder.
This over reliance was the show’s crutch.
I still enjoyed watching the show tho.
Hi everyone! Ever since I’ve seen some Instagram posts about TMNT fans’ versions of the show, I’ve wanted to do this. But most of them had drawings so I felt insecure since I’m not a great artist. But I still wanted to give it a try.
Anyway, lets get this started.
Note: This is in beta and changes might happen in the future.
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It all starts similarly like the other versions.
The turtles want to explore the city and sneak out. Everything is as normal as New York can be, but it changes when the ninja turtles come across a certain red head (😉) sneaking around. They follow her and discover an alien ship. Having no choice to take the role as the new girl’s protectors, the turtles watch over as she gains information on the aliens such as their species- the Kraang- and their objective with Earth. When the girl is captured, the brothers save her and escape.
She reveals herself to be April O’Neil and explains what she was doing. April is a high school sophomore who works in a news station as an intern, and she wants to prove her abilities with a breakout story. Unlike other versions, the turtles and April don’t have an immediate connection and have no expectations to meet again. The turtles are distrustful of humans since their father/sensei warned them that being accepted by humans will be nearly impossible. Due to underlying issues, April is prone to avoiding people and rarely lets anyone in, except her roommate and best friend Irma. It would take a few episodes for their friendship to really grow and develop.
Splinter doesn’t intervene with his sons’ visits to the city for weeks until they come back injured from a Kraang fight. He decides to ban them from leaving the house in his extreme view of keeping them safe. Splinter lifts the rule when he learns the gravity of the Kraang. With that, he trains his sons harder than ever.
The first season focuses on the brothers’ relationship and growth as a team. Leo learns how to mature and become a leader; Donnie learns to follow his instincts more. Raphael learns to get over his insecure and impulsive nature. Mikey learns to be more mature and open with negative feelings.
The Shredder takes a backseat as the villain until season two, though he appears in season one alongside Karai.
[B]“A” Plots:
-Turtles vs. Kraang
-Leo, Donnie, Raph, and Mikey arcs begin: 1-3 episodes will focus on each of them
-April/Turtles’ Friendship
[B]“B” Plots:
-April’s Past
-Splinter’s Past
-Shredder
-Karai/Leo’s Relationship
-Casey/April/Irma Friendship
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This is all I have so far. I’ve only just started on this and I mostly focused on characterization and character development. I’ll have more info to reveal once I post about the characters. I’ve been thinking about writing my version as a book, but I don’t know. It would be fun to see people’s thoughts.
I hope you enjoyed it! 😊
Comment your thoughts.
Although Mikey is a great cook, he is not as great in baking, so he watches a lot of baking shows for practice.
I don’t know how this idea came to me. It’s more of a cute thought. Wouldn’t it be adorable to see Mikey taking notes while watching British Bake Off?
He would love Mary Berry!
What do you think would be the turtles' favorite desserts?
Idk if I ever posted my rise Mondo to tumblr butttt here ig 🧍♀️🧍♀️
(I didn’t draw the second image, my friend did)
Tmnt 05 art goes insane
Spot the MLP reference 🚶➡️🚶➡️
(Use she/he for Raph btw thanks gang)
Leo really needs more company than just me!
I really love having F.Leo's company on my computer while I work ❤️🩹 but I look like a therapist listening to Leo's traumas, while he looks at the family photo and cries over the death of his brothers and father! 😭
I was really sad that I couldn't hug him when he was having a really bad time, so I got him some family company (I know the baby version of him and his brothers can't hug him, BUT STILL! THIS MAN NEEDS LOVE AND HUGS! AND MANY MAAAANY PATS IN THE HEAD!)
Anyways!
Thank you so much @venelona-turtle-den and @mirrroandluca for making these adorable and traumatized creatures
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(I'm gonna show some of my favorite moments with Leo and the baby Mad Dogs xddd cause my gosh I love them so much❤️🩹)
I noticed that baby Raph and baby Donnie really like to be with Leo😭 this is so cute❤️🩹❤️🩹❤️🩹❤️🩹
Hehehe Leo admiring himself xdd "I'll draw you like one of my french girls" xD
I got a little desperate when I saw Leo was about to crying
I really wish he could see the babys 🥺 they are so cute
I love the babys❤️🩹❤️🩹
sketches (~˘▾˘)~
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I know this isn't connected to my Spirits Within the Wepons au but when I saw this I couldn't help but laugh, because this is something Fundi and Mikey would defiantly do (Espcially when Mikey finds out about Fundi).
it has a face - mikey tries to feed it
Masterpost
Plot: Fundi watches Michelangelo as he works his magic.
Genre: Fluff, Light Hearted, Feel-Good, Original Character, AU/Canon Compliant
Notes: This piece was so much fun to write and designing some art for Miley to graffiti was exciting. I nearly drove myself crazy trying to find a name for the art though. Also, Google Docs has American English and not British English (as far as I am aware), which is really annoying for me as a British person since it keeps telling me I'm spelling words like 'Colours' and 'Favourite' wrong… when really I'm not. Sigh. Anyway...
I also drew art for this! I drew the graffiti Mikey paints! I'll add it at the end.
Please enjoy!
Idea based on this playlist and art work, (original artist mentioned in video description).
Perched on the edge of a roof of an old New York apartment, Fundi had both a perfect view of the clear night sky, adorned with a bright crescent moon; and the young black-clad turtle using his fingers to frame the wall before him. The turtle stuck his tongue out to the side as he stepped back, visualizing all the possibilities an untouched wall like this could hold. The colours. Shapes. Story. Theme. It was endless. He could do anything with this blank canvas.
Fundi smirked, leaning forward with anticipation as he noticed the young turtle's thoughtful expression turn into a bright grin, brighter than the moon itself. Michelangelo has come up with his next brilliantly artistic idea. And Fundi couldn't wait to see what the orange-masked turtle would turn his blank canvas into.
This wasn't the first time Fundi had joined Michelangelo in trekking the back alleys of New York to look for a good spot to place his mark, and it certainly won't be the last. Michelangelo wore his usual graffiting outfit: a pair of black cargo shorts and a baggy sleeveless black hoodie. Both of which were already coated in new and old splashes of neon paint. Bright pinks, blues, greens, purples, and his favourite shades of oranges.
Michelangelo shrugged off his backpack and used his foot to shift the bag closer to the wall. He never took his eyes off his canvas. Sure the lighting was bad. The building was blocking out most of the moonlight and the alley was too far back for street lamps to reach him. But that had never put Michelangelo off before. In fact, it only added to the challenge. And Michelangelo loved a challenge.
He bent down, still eyes fixed on the wall, and fumbled around to find the zip on his bag. It took him a moment, but soon he had the bag wide open, pouring out a wide assortment of colourful spray canisters, some new, some old. Finally he tore his attention away from the wall and mused over what colour to pick first.
He chose white.
A colour he didn't usually start with.
Fundi knew this was going to be special
Michelangelo got started on his art.
Fundi shifted from the edge of the roof down onto a dumpster behind the young artists. He swayed from side to side, watching keenly each stroke Michelangelo painted. The turtle stretched his arm out wide, huge circular movements, long wobbly lines, bold and thick corners, tiny details, filling the whole wall. He even had to stand on an old crate to reach as high as he could.
It was all so fascinating to the Kusari-Fundo Spirit.
Fundi remembers the first day he watched Michelangelo graffiti a wall.
He was sitting on the floor in front of Leonardo, Donatello and Raphael as they watched an old Jupiter Jim film, a film the turtles had seen multiple times before, but this was the first time Fundi had watched it. He was glued to the screen. Transfixed. Awed. The most entertained he'd been in… years? Decades? Ever?
But he didn't miss the fact that Michelangelo wasn't there. His wielder mentioned something about "getting ready to work his magic", whatever that meant, but Fundi found the film more interesting.
That was until Michelangelo walked out wearing painted cargo shorts and a sleeveless hoodie. Fundi quickly jumped, startling Tonfa who had been focused on the film as well. Eyes wide in wonder. Suddenly whatever this "magic" was that Michelangelo had mentioned was the most interesting thing to him. The turtles hardly ever wore human clothes, and when they did, it usually meant something fun was going to happen. (Unless it was their usual lazy hoodies, but that didn't count)
"I'll be back later, 'kay." The youngest sang out merrily as he slung his backpack over his shoulder.
"'Kay." Leonardo waved without taking his eyes off the screen.
"Be safe." Raphael leaned back over his beanbag, holding out his phone with his usual oldest brother concern. "Text or call us if anything happens. Don't wander too far away from the lair. Make sure to bring snacks and a bottle of water. Stay in the shadows—"
"Yeah, yeah, Ralph." Michelangelo chuckled. "It's not like I haven't done this before."
The elder turtle frowned a little, opening his mouth to say something when he felt one of Donatello's mechanical arms pat him on his shell. Raphael calmed with this motion. It was Donatello's way of telling him that everything was alright.
The red‐clad turtle playfully huffed a little before he slouched back into the beanbag with a small smile. "Have fun, Mikey."
The youngest beamed at that. Quickly running up behind his oldest brother to wrap his arms around his neck. "I will. And I'll make sure to take a pic of my art when I've finished it, 'kay?"
"Art?" Fundi muttered with a tilted head and a curious flicker in his flaming eyes.
Raphael half hugged him back with a chuckle. "Go work your magic, lil bro."
"Magic?" Fundi repeated curiously.
With a skip in his step and a wide grin on his face, the orange turtle made haste in leaving the lair, heading to top-side.
Fundi hung back a bit. Debating on what to do now. The film was very fun, but surely the turtles would watch it again, right? Whereas the mention of "magic" and "art" was new but it could also be something just equally as boring. He had no idea which option was better.
"Don?" Leonardo nudged his twin without turning away from the screen.
"Yeah, yeah. There's a tracking device on him and in his bag. I'll keep an eye on his location." The purple turtle stated lightly.
Everyone relaxed when they heard that. Fundi had no idea the turtles were so nervous about the youngest going out by himself until their tight postures fell and they all let out a sigh of relief.
Okay, so maybe going with Michelangelo was the funner option. Afterall, anything could happen top-side. The endless possibilities of trouble, mayhem and mischief—not at the expense of Michelangelo getting hurt of course— was too much to miss. His eyes glistened at the thought.
"You can go if you want." Tonfa giggled at the youngest spirit. Of course Tonfa knew what was going on in his head, Tonfa always knew what was going on in Fundi's head. "And if Oda asked, I'll just tell him you're making sure Michelangelo stays safe."
Tonfa didn't need to tell him twice.
Magic and art… there was no way it would be boring.
Right?
…..
Wrong.
It was boring.
Fundi zipped back to the Kusari-Fundo that Michelangelo wisely kept at his side, utilizing a handy ability all the spirits had: an ability to teleport to their weapons no matter how far away their weapon was. It certainly saved him from having to search through the sewers and alleys above for the orange‐clad turtle.
Only to find the turtle staring at a blank wall.
Was that it?
What was so exciting about a blank, brick, alleyway wall?
Fundi muttered his incoherent annoyances, kicking a lone can that was abandoned on the alley floor, knowing full well his foot would just pass through without affecting the crushed cylinder. But that didn't stop him from trying to do it again. And again. And again.
"I missed a Jupiter Jim film for this!" He fumed.
He hovered around, paying no attention to the turtle, wondering if he could make it back to their lair by himself. Oh, but he didn't have an ounce of a sense of direction. He'd only get lost and then have to zip back to the Kusari-Fundo. He tried to play with a stray cat, which obviously couldn't see him. Then tried to pull off some of Michaelangelo's awesome gymnastic-type moves… if Funding was not a spirit he would've broken quite a few bones trying this. But at last, nothing eased his boredom. (If only Oda was around, teasing the elder always gave him a kick.)
Finally, he flung his attention back to the wall, eager to burn the offending bricks with his frustrated flames, when his eyes caught something new. He sputtered out a gasp.
The wall, once drab and grey, with old crusty bricks barely holding themselves together, was now… magical!
Michelangelo really had worked wonders on the wall. Stunning arrays of yellows spread out across the side of the building forming large bubbles outlined with a deep sunset orange. Weaving in between the bubbles were vines of turquoise and teal, purple thorns poking out in between large blue and pink carnations. Lastly, slightly off-center was the centerpiece of the magical art: a black silhouette of a female warrior holding up a phone instead of a sword and a book instead of a shield. She looked to be ready for war.
Truly magical.
Fundi had never been more wrong.
He was glad he didn't stay in the lair.
He had never been so enthralled in his life—outside of a fight of course.
This is what art was!
That first experience of Michelangelo's art sparks a new adoration for the turtle in Fundi. Now, whenever Michelangelo threw on those old black baggy graffiting clothes Fundi felt his stomach churn with anticipation. He'd drop whatever he was doing just to follow Michelangelo out on his night graffiti trips. Each new piece of art was different. Unique. Unmatched by anyone else.
And tonight was no different.
A surreal fantasy world opened up before him. A sky of deep midnight blues and royal purples, speckled with countless starts and adorned with gigantic pink, purple and orange planets. The orange planet was the biggest, taking up most of the sky with two red rings circling it. A small black spaceship was flying along one of the rings, a trail of bright neon blue left behind. And a person in white hovered above the rocky red grounding at the forefront like a ghost. A gasmask around their face, long silver hair floating in the anti-gravity air. Colours of crimson and black outlined them in a bright glow. They were watching, waiting for the spaceship that was miles away.
Fundi couldn't take his eyes off it. The longer he stared at it the more he felt from the graffiti. The longing from the person in white. The awe of the vastness of space. The thrill of an incoming adventure as the spaceship came into view.
The art was profound.
The art was endless.
The art was magical.
Only Michelangelo could've painted such a piece.
Looking at it, Fundi felt himself grow closer to the turtle more and more.
This is his new favourite of Michelangelo's art.
Fundi approached slowly. He reached out to drape his arm over the young turtle only for it to pass right through him. Michelangelo shuddered as he whipped out his phone and took a pic of his work.
"What should I call it?" The young turtle asked absentmindedly, not realizing that there was someone listening to him.
"Hmm?" Fundi pondered. "Space wonder? The orange planet? Awaiting adventure? Planetary journey? Orbital?—"
"Orbital ghost!" Both Fundi and Michelangelo said at the same time.
Fundi gasped. "I knew I had telepathy!"
~End~
Nicknames: Fundi / Kuso / Funari
AU info here
(Or probably in better terms, more Canon Compliant than AU..?)
Unpredictable, wild and hectic, Fundi is always eager to get into some action, sometimes going a little too out of control for Mikey.
However, Fundi eventually settles down once he finds out that Mickey is also kinda all over the place with his gymnastic-type fighting and fun-spirited nature.
Fundi loves pranking the other spirits and causing trouble.
Fundi loves it when Mikey goes into Dr Delicate-Touch mode.
Don't let anyone ever tell him to put out his fire or dim his light, or Fundi will not hesitate to whoop their arse.
Fundi's formless self consists of a flaming head appearing on the spiked ball at the end. Before taking on Mikey's form he used to whizz around but could only get as far as his chain would allow, since the end of the kusari-fundo was attached to the weapons wall. He hated being tied down.
Fundi doesn't mind what Mikey uses him for, as long as he gets to do something and not sit around all day.
Fundi is the only one who can somewhat be heard and seen by the turtles, but this only happens when he's super hyped. All the turtles see is a raging face of fire laughing maniacally.
Fundi respects/fears Oda. Especially when Oda goes quiet because then Fundi knows he has pushed Oda too far.
Fundi loves chatting with Tonfa, to Oda's and Hal's annoyance.
Fundi was the first spirit to take on his wielder's form. Tonfa was next and, reluctantly— and only because he missed having a body— Oda took on Leo's form last.
Fundi could never understand Hal's passiveness and reluctance to do anything.
Fundi doesn't have any previous memories and the others are a little too scared to find out who he was before he was attached to the Kusari-Fundo.
However, Fundi does get flashes of old memories occasionally, and by his reaction the others know these aren't good memories.
These flashes of old memories cause panic attacks, nightmares and make him act uncharacteristically. However, he often forgets the flash of memory soon after.
Sometimes Fundi goes suddenly quiet and still — worrying Tonfa who knows that this uncharacteristic behavior of his is due to something weighing heavy on him.
Fundi talks opening to both Tonfa and Oda. He knows that Tonfa offers support, while Oda offers blunt answers. Both are very helpful.
Like Tonfa, Fundi sees the others as his brothers. He enjoys being seen as the youngest, as this often means he can get away with trouble.
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Oda
Tonfa
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