The Tough Turtle

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[werewolfie]

Is it just me or does Donnie look a little too happy here

[redcxwabunga-blog]

“Uh... sorry ‘bout the table. The crash landing into your universe wasn’t exactly my idea...”

Raphael looked around and chuckled nervously. There was no indication as to what had caused him to suddenly be thrown across universes, and worse - no indication if it was reversible.

[galesleg]

[boficionado-a]

Oh my gosh am I really here? I am! So I recently hit the big 2-0-0 and it’s time to celebrate with another FOLLOW FOREVER!

There’s so many people I want to recognize in this, and so many people I love dearly, and so many people that have been genuinely awesome. I really look forward to being here even longer, and here for the next 100 and more!

If you aren’t on this list, that doesn’t mean I don’t love you. Because I do, dearly, and I want to play more with everybody! I just sometimes miss people. But you’re all great and thanks so much for being here. <3

First off, the baes. Much love and kisses, as always.

@tenderborn | @grandtheftautobct | @themostattitude | @psychickunochi | @redcxwabunga | @kammy-cupcake | @hamatosensei

Second, a bunch of delightful people I want to play so much more with.

@honorborn | @fierceborn | @bebcp | @blueeyedleader | @xnerdismsx | @unusual-trine-mates | @bracedvigilante | @neopawlitan | @lethargic-hunter | @purpletechtyrtle | @hockeyvigilante

And lastly, a bunch of shout-outs to awesome people who’ve been great to follow and I’d love to interact more with in the future.

@accioturtur | @spiritusxalesxsignifer | @xeversayfishface | @ex-purple-dragon | @slicktokay | @insurrxctioniist | @jkuin | @nerd-inpurple-hair | @meanxgreenxteam | @that-damned-child | @duzmachines95

[kkillercroc-deactivated20200616]

Chill out, bro. Once I get this radio workin’, we can PAR-TAY!

[roleplay-booster]

Search the tumblr gif function for YOUR MUSES EYE COLOR. Reblog with the gif that describes your muse best!

[zachsarchive]

Originally posted by animatedtext

[redcxwabunga-blog]

Originally posted by duke-of-bretagne

[redcxwabunga-blog]

“The rest of it is in my bedroom. So, uh. Follow me.”

Without any further hesitation, Raphael jumped from the perch, landing hard on the ground below. While his landing had near-perfect form, pain still shot through his body. His knees were weak from years of landing on them too hard during sparring, and now, even padded, he had to be careful with them.

The turtle then turned, waiting for his brother to join him. “The frame I found for the bike is pretty new, but, uh. Any chance I could paint it red?”

[boficionado-a]

“Raph, wait, you shouldn’t-!”

He didn’t have time to get the rest of his sentence out, as already his bulkier brother had jumped down from his perch to land hard on the ground below. It seemed no matter how many times he warned him against doing that, he did it anyway.

He squinted after him for a moment, adjusted his glasses, then sighed, using a bit of a more round-about way to get down to his level.

“Paint’s the easy part. We can trick the color out however you want, honestly.”

[redcxwabunga-blog]

“So... I can design it however I want it?” Raphael asked, ignoring the pained sensation in his knees already. He was stubborn, and always insisted he was fine, and he saw no reason for today to be any different.

He paused, thinking it over. Was a red bike already too flashy? Would it be completely out of the question for him to have one with a pair of sai painted on the front?

He pulled out his sai, and crossed them midair in front of himself. “What about paintin’ ‘em on the front like that?”

[redcxwabunga-blog]

He wasn’t quite sure why but hearing that compliment from Donatello filled Raphael with an odd sense of pride. “Heh, thanks.”

The older of the two couldn’t help the grin that was growing on his face. If talking motorcycles with Donatello was what it took to feel this good, the red-clad turtle figured he needed to get his shell up here every single day. He just hoped Donatello was enjoying it as much as he was.

“I didn’t say anything because I was afraid of how people’d react. I was afraid you’d tell me I’m too reckless and aggressive to be out on the streets on a bike, which, okay, true, but hear me out.  When we were on our first mission in the garbage truck, I jumped out to take down some foot guys. I ended up ridin’ his bike for a bit, and… it was like, my first taste of what freedom could be like. I can’t just forget that. I have to feel that again.”

[boficionado-a]

The taller turtle grinned right back, shifting so he could swing his legs over the side of the structure he’d found to sit on, still holding the part in his hands.

He’d sort of had a feeling his immediate elder would be into this kind of thing, but he’d never really questioned it or pressed any kind of inquiries. He was used to having his own interests, separate from his brothers’, even if he’d wanted to be even just a little bit closer.

This was a golden opportunity, handed to him as a nicely cleaned up carburetor.

“I am glad you did finally come to me, then. Besides the fact that I totally get how you feel… I barely see you sometimes, you know?” Donatello freed one hand, pushing his glasses up slightly before lifting the carburetor with the other, making it easier for both of them to look at it. “You seriously looked like you had fun when you took those guys out. It’s rare to see you that excited about something. So… sure. We can definitely make this a project. Here, why don’t you show me what you’ve got so far?”

[redcxwabunga-blog]

“The rest of it is in my bedroom. So, uh. Follow me.”

Without any further hesitation, Raphael jumped from the perch, landing hard on the ground below. While his landing had near-perfect form, pain still shot through his body. His knees were weak from years of landing on them too hard during sparring, and now, even padded, he had to be careful with them.

The turtle then turned, waiting for his brother to join him. “The frame I found for the bike is pretty new, but, uh. Any chance I could paint it red?”

[mosaic47]

アカーーン！！！

[chovihanni]

Wanda Maximoff || Denied the basic protections and rights guaranteed to prisoners of war under The Geneva Convention

[  aka… War Crimes committed against a FOREIGN NATIONAL  ]

[redcxwabunga-blog]

          "We spend all our lives building walls

                     in order to keep us safe. 

             But the walls do not work when the enemy is within. 

       When you are defenseless, the enemy shows himself

                           and he is a monster. 

    It is our fate that the thing we fear the most

                     is the thing we carry deep within ourselves."

[redcxwabunga-blog]

“It… it is? I mean, I know it’s pretty clean-lookin’ but that’s just ‘cause I polished it…”

The massive turtle tapped his fingers together in front of him,not exactly sure how to continue. He wanted to ask for Donnie’s help assembling the motorcycle that went with the engine piece he’d just handed to Donnie, but he hadn’t been expecting praise for it.

“I, uh. I found it in the junkyard downtown. Um. See, the reason I brought it to you, uh.. I was wonderin’ if you’d help me put the rest of it together? I’ve got more parts in my room. As far as I know, I’m just missin’ the part that connects the gas tank, and one tire.”

[boficionado-a]

“Well, it is. You’ve got an eye for quality; this thing is in nearly mint condition.”

The younger of the pair held up the part he’d been handed to put it in slightly better light, looking over it with the keen eye of the inventor. He was clearly very interested in what he was seeing, nodding as he mumbled assessments to himself before looking back to his brother.

“I didn’t know you were trying to build a motorcycle. That’s really awesome. Why didn’t you come to me sooner? I can definitely help with that sort of thing…. And hey, we need to spread out our presence, right? I had some other ideas in mind too, and this is a great way to start.” He offered a rare, cheeky grin at that. “Besides, a motorcycle fits your… unique personality.”

[redcxwabunga-blog]

He wasn’t quite sure why but hearing that compliment from Donatello filled Raphael with an odd sense of pride. “Heh, thanks.”

The older of the two couldn’t help the grin that was growing on his face. If talking motorcycles with Donatello was what it took to feel this good, the red-clad turtle figured he needed to get his shell up here every single day. He just hoped Donatello was enjoying it as much as he was.

“I didn’t say anything because I was afraid of how people’d react. I was afraid you’d tell me I’m too reckless and aggressive to be out on the streets on a bike, which, okay, true, but hear me out.  When we were on our first mission in the garbage truck, I jumped out to take down some foot guys. I ended up ridin’ his bike for a bit, and... it was like, my first taste of what freedom could be like. I can’t just forget that. I have to feel that again.”

[postitforward]

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[boficionado-a]

“Raph, where did you find this?”

Though he had been doing much better lately about not holing himself away to work on any number of fiddly projects, sometimes the tallest of the four brothers just needed some time away. Which was why he’d found himself a spot in one of the higher spots of their lair, tucked just slightly out of view. Surprising as it was that his older brother had found him, and his sometimes need for solitude, he really didn’t mind the company.

“Seriously, this is kind of amazing.”

@redcxwabunga

[redcxwabunga-blog]

“It... it is? I mean, I know it’s pretty clean-lookin’ but that’s just ‘cause I polished it...”

The massive turtle tapped his fingers together in front of him,not exactly sure how to continue. He wanted to ask for Donnie’s help assembling the motorcycle that went with the engine piece he’d just handed to Donnie, but he hadn’t been expecting praise for it.

“I, uh. I found it in the junkyard downtown. Um. See, the reason I brought it to you, uh.. I was wonderin’ if you’d help me put the rest of it together? I’ve got more parts in my room. As far as I know, I’m just missin’ the part that connects the gas tank, and one tire.”

[bestshimadabrother-blog]

                      I MUST BE IN A PLACE OF MIRACLES

           ✫ HOME ✫ ASK ✫ SUBMIT ✫ RULES ✫ ABOUT ✫ VERSES ✫

                              WHERE THE BLIND CAN SEE

[peardita]

past me: canon is sacred I must carefully fact-check everything to make sure it is canon-compliant

present me: canon is a box of scraps in a cave I’m gonna tear that shit apart throw away 90% of it and out of the good bits build something absolutely beautiful and amazing

[thelovejournals]

You make me feel like home. You make me feel that the world is not strange.

Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait In Letters (via thelovejournals)