Fanfiction is supposed to be cringy. You're allowed to write bad. You're allowed to be cringe. Fanfiction is supposed to be self indulgent. You're allowed to be cringe. Let yourself be cringe. Fanfiction is supposed to be fun. Stop putting arbitrary rules on yourself and be free.
Raphael is a puppet, under the control of the mind worm for a week and his brothers attempt to save him once again. And again. And again. Will it ever prove successful? Are there side effects?
Fandom: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (TV 2012)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Word Count: 54,951
Chapters: 12/12 (we did it!!!)
Additional Tags: Mind Control, Mind Control Aftermath & Recovery, Protective Siblings, Worried Michelangelo (TMNT), Worried Donatello (TMNT), Worried Leonardo (TMNT), Good Older Sibling Leonardo (TMNT), Hurt Raphael (TMNT), Raphael Needs a Hug (TMNT), Raphael Has a Bad Time (TMNT), Mentioned Splinter (TMNT), Tags May Change, No Turtlecest (TMNT), Good Younger Sibling Michelangelo (TMNT), Good Sibling Donatello (TMNT), Raphael Has Issues (TMNT), Raphael Has Separation Anxiety (TMNT), Good Parent Splinter (TMNT), i actually wrote him wow
(there's content warnings per chapter as well!)
Other Notes: yeah!! this has been a fun ride thus far, but the mind control "arc" was literally less than an episode and totally underutilized, so i'm doing it myself!! if you choose to check it out, then thank you so much!! i'm at the epilogue point so don't worry about waiting forever for chapters lol (we did it!! epilogue is done!)
✨(Everything was made using Canva - so check that app out if you’re looking to make your own! Credit is not required but a reblog would be great if you use! 💕) ✨
Since Netflix is removing She-Ra February 21st here’s a link to a Google drive with all five seasons <3
EDIT: I am not the creator of any of the drives I post on here I found these on Reddit and wanted to share them, I’m not responsible for any problems with the drive (not mad)
The War Is Almost Over… but Our Struggle to Rebuild Has Just Begun.
Every day here in Gaza feels like a year carved into our chests. The war isn’t like it was in the early days—the sky is quieter, the air carries less smoke, and the nights hold fewer explosions. But the pain… it still lives under the rubble, inside our memories, and in the empty spaces where our loved ones once stood.
I’m writing this today not because the war has completely ended, but because for the first time in a long while, it feels like the horizon is opening a little. A small space where we can breathe, gather ourselves, and try to rebuild what’s left of our lives.
Yet every step forward feels like walking on wounded memories, and every stone from our destroyed home whispers stories we never got to finish.
We lived through nights so heavy we thought morning would never come. We lost things that can never be replaced—homes, dreams, pieces of our hearts.
But we are still here… holding on, trying, fighting to stay standing despite everything.
And in the middle of this long road… there is a house. A house that once carried laughter, warmth, noise, and life.
Today, all that remains is an image holding a memory—and rubble longing for the people who once lived inside.
Today, we are trying to rebuild—not just the walls of a house, but an entire life that was shattered.
We are trying to create a new beginning, to live with dignity again, to give our family a sense of safety that we’ve been missing for so long.
We’re not writing this to mourn what was lost, but to ask for a chance to start again.
We ask for your support because rebuilding after a war is not something one person can do alone—it is a human effort, a shared act of compassion.
We need you.
We need your hearts.
We need your help to stand again.
My name is Abedmajed Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with what remains of my once large and loving family.
Because Gaza has no working banking system, we use my brother U.S. Stripe account to safely process donations for our family. Nothing is hidden — every dollar goes where it should. We are ready to show proof of anything, at any time.
Every contribution—no matter how small—makes a difference.
It becomes part of our story, part of rebuilding a home, part of reviving a life that nearly faded.
The war may be almost over… but our journey back to life begins now.
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Thank you to every soul who still feels our pain, and to everyone who reaches out a hand to help us rise again.
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