I just wanted to put it here , more for a self remembering Thing than anything else really.
Cus i will always find MS so fucking amazing and you will always have me theorising or just blabbing none sense of what I see in every video because the details are so freaking cool, like honestly
WHAT IS GOING ON WITH MYSTERY’S HEART?? SOUL?? WHAT ARE THE OTHER COLORS?! WHO DO SOME OF THE OTHERS REPRESENT? Like heck, why on top of Vivi’s color there was a bandage? The same for Shinomori? What is the story behind those two spots?
And what about his tails? The growth of each one is at different times in such events that can be considered really emotional for him. I always assumed that they would grow because of how many years it had to pass or the doing something that makes them earn a tail. But tis is different...he already had had his nine tails before even! We see that in Hellbent, the pictures that are in this post! What happened to him that he lost his tails, or more likely, they were sealed? And if sealed, who did it? Or did he do it himself?
honestly, I can’t wait for when the next video comes up next year or two(??) cus I’m sure this can’t be over, so muuuuuch stuff going on! I’m pumped!
Everything had been so sudden, or at least it felt like that for him. One moment he was talking without any care in the world to this travelling monster, one who had been staying at their house for over a month now and on the next he was oh so fast losing consciousness. They had been so happy, they had showed a sort of bracelet and put it on Sans...Papyrus should of realised sooner what it was when his brother started fidgeting, trying to get it off without neither seeing him.
And suddenly he started feeling so exhausted, it was not even his typical exhaustion either, this felt wrong. Sans by that point had excused himself and left him with their guest.
"I'm sorry for doing this" the guest had apologised, their eye lights shining with what seemed embarrassment , but Paps couldn't tell, he had tried to stand up but only fell to the floor, leaving the guest to stand up and start to go up the stairs slowly.
"n...no...st...op" Papyrus refused to close his sockets, his brother, Sans, was in danger. But he couldn't move, he couldn't do anything but lay there on the floor, watching their guest, no, this intruder slowly, creep up the stairs.
Since I’m already hooked to ‘drawing’/coloring this cute AU, I just wanted to post here the idea of a Fanfic that came up, starring the ROTTMNT peeps <3
(I’m just gonna post it like this because maaaan, I’m being lazy to actually write something decent lol)
April ends up in the mansion, following rumors about it being haunted and people dying there many years ago.
So far it seems abandoned, with webs everywhere, old paintings, either covered in dust or a sheet or torn off.
While she walks, something is following her and she can kind of sense it but doesn't say anything, mostly because she wants to catch a glimps of it before it dissapears.
The longer she stays there, more bold does the thing following becomes, doing things like lighting candles out of nowhere, making it seems that some of the pictures are moving.
Before it can escalate even more, April stops and confronts the thing(Ready to take a hit with her bat if neccesary) , only to be surprised when this kind of ghost-skeleton shows itself to her, half limbs wringling together in a nervous motion.
She can't help but let out a small squeal at how small and non threating it is, more so when it seems to coward once she gives her first step towards it.
After a few seconds of silence and no movement, the Ghost approaches her and circles her fully, poking and pulling at her clothes.
That of course makes him get a reprimand from the woman that scolds it about personal space and touching stranger.
This seems to start making the Ghost start to turn invisible, until its fully gone from her sight.
Even though she is sad for what she told it, April stands her ground and decides to look for it once more, to maybe start again this thing they were having.
While looking for it, things start to get more and more dangerous, what seemed at the beginning as playful it is now full on trying to hurt her.
She doesn't believe that because of what she said made the Ghost that angry, but there is no way of proving this, more so after a few knifes fly towards her, impaling around her in the wall.
She starts running, looking for a way to get out of the place, but a hand holds her and pulls her inside a room, closing the door softly.
She is ready to scream and hit with hr bat, only to stop once she notices the same Ghost from before.
Mad, she is about to yell at it, but stops when it makes a ‘Shush’ motion, more noise coming from outside the room.
Not thinking twice she falls silent, being able to hear angry growls and yowls before it starts to vanish.
“So I guess it wasn’t you, huh lil dude?” she can't help but whisper, glad that the Ghost wasn't upset.
This only earns a soft cooe noise from it before letting out a giggle.
He just knew, no matter how much he tried to either forget it or not, it would still be in him to remember just how many days it had passed since the day that human started.
Two years and he felt tired.
Two years and he just wanted to rest. Was it hard to take a break?
Why did the kid do that to all of them? No, to him? It didn’t matter by now.
It never mattered anyways. They were just playthings for the Human.
Just another … toy.
A year ago, he remember just breaking in front of the kid, asking, pleading to them to just finish, to stop the RESETs make it a happy ending for everyone.
And he had gotten it, the kid had done what he had asked and he was happy.
But happiness for him was just a mere dream. A dream he woke up from, lying still on his bed, looking blankly at the ceiling.
It was a miracle he hadn’t Fallen Down yet, just being a monster with one HP.
He was just.So.Tired.
Two years of torture.
Two years where he would always end up remembering tidbits of what the kid did.
Befriending everyone.
Killing everyone.
Doing it all.
Doing nothing at all.
What more could they do?
And he knew, once the kid broke the barrier for the second time since they came to the underground, that everything would just go back to the way it was, RESETing once more.
BUT!
But.
...but he would at least enjoy for just a few minutes, those rays of lights, warming his bones, before going back into darkness. Making him wonder when would they finally break that sickening cycle once and for all.
He wanted to HOPE.
...Could he be able to resist anymore?
Two years.
Two years and he decided to risk it once more. To hope that is.
Perhaps this time, the kid would change.
...He just wanted to rest.
Everyone making cute stuff for Undertale, and here is me, thinking about those times in which there is so much going on, people reseting to find new things, see what happens with this and that. Wouldn’t Sans be tired?
Who else has troubles with tumblr? Like, if you send an ask to someone but they dont usually receive it? Or when you get asks, it’s like delayed?...It has happened to me before , more the first part than the latter, and it worries me somehow, because despite being a bit shy, I do like to ask questions and all that!
Either that or perhaps that person is busy? It could be that too -nods-
Warning: mentions of suicide, kidnapping, death of characters.
Song: Again (Crusher-P) covered by Araki
First part
And when you've forgotten who I am
It just feels, it just feels...
I'm nobody at all
It’s sad really, how he started to realize that despite this world having all the similarities with his old one, he doesn't know who he is anymore. It’s so weird for him how his family treats him better than his own. If he gets hurt just a bit, his brothers are there to make sure he’s ok and that to not try to do it like that.
It freaks him out to the point that he runs away in the middle of getting scolded by Donatello, he can't, he can't, he can't.
He can't take that. It’s too much for him. He wasn't used to that. He was used to his brothers talking, lying about what they thought about him, THAT he could take, he was used to lying and it was easy to fake his emotions. And yeah, sure, he had wanted to do it once more because he missed that.
He missed lying to himself.
Michelangelo didn’t want this.
I lost myself hitting the ground
I tried to scream and made no sound
I should have known it was no use
He should of never have talked to Mikey again. It only makes it worse because the other turtle, his other self, doesn't hate him or despise him for keeping him away from his family. Mikey ends up telling him stories whenever he comes to feed him, the turtle talks about his childhood, about the stuff he has done with his family and friends. All sounding almost the same to what he could remember, except it’s not.
Because Mikey has good brothers, that tease him and care for him, and worry that whatever they had said had upset him. They talk and do stuff together and enjoy it.
He listens and he hates it. No.
He hates Mikey, his life. Everything.
To try and run from
The cycle of abuse, the cycle of abuse
He doesn't know how to really enjoy all that has been told to him or what’s going back on the lair. Everything is just new to him and even when he tries to lie to himself, to believe that he can actually be happy there, and just enjoy all of this.
He can't. He got used to being treated as if he wasn't totally part of the team, not taking in notice of his ideas or suggestions, of being always hit by little things he did that were so annoying to the rest.
He can't take it anymore, he can't stay there with that family, not his, never his. It’s at one point that he breaks and he runs from everything.
He goes to hide in the abandoned subway station, mind racing, trying to calm himself. But as he has to much in mind, he never realized that his brothers had ended up following him there.
Michelangelo doesn’t hear the voices calling out his name, to deep in thoughts and trying to compose himself.
But Mikey does and he calls back for his brothers.
He cries when the door is open and his brothers appear, looking puzzled at seeing him locked in a place like that, they joke, telling him that he had locked himself up there, and Mikey sobs, but is one he tries to make it sound like a happy one.
“Yeah I did, bro” he tells them and hugs his closest brother, and that’s when his brothers knows something is wrong, more so because Mikey seems a bit thinner and paler than before.
The family end up finding out soon that there are two of the same turtle and that in the last couple of months they had been living with the one that came from another world.
They don't understand at first why there is another one, but Mikey tells them, tell his brother the things the two of them had exchanged during that time, how he had looked on his behavior. How lost is the other orange clad turtle.
I am on fire
A crying, burning liar
Donnie asks Michelangelo about his family, about his Donatello, asks if he can contact them, because maybe they are looking for him.
Michelangelo laughs, it’s a forced sound and he tries, he tries to compose himself, but it only ends up in him shaking and hugging himself.
He misses Donatello. He misses Raphael. He misses Leonardo. He misses his family, but he doesn't have one anymore.
He lies. Of course he does.
He lies that it was ok, that his brothers probably were looking for him.
He lies. He tells them he is sorry for kidnapping Mikey, he was simply scared and he didn't know how well would they react having two of him there.
Seeing nothing, nothing, but myself
And I'm the one with the lighter
Mikey knows Michelangelo is lying, but doesn't say anything, during the last week, he saw how his other self started to break until he made the mistake of bringing his brothers to where he had been imprisoned.
But Mikey isn’t mad at that. He comes closer to the other turtle and puts his hand on his shoulder.
“Is ok to let it out” baby blue eyes stare right back at mirrored ones. “You don't have to keep hiding yourself” and is enough for Michelangelo to let his tears fall after two years.
He tells himself he doesn't feel anything. But the pain in his chest is there again, and this time he doesn't care to let all those emotions he had been hiding deeply in himself, let out and he screams.
He doesn't want to be a liar anymore.
Every inch of me is charred
God, what happened to my heart?
It takes around half an hour but is enough for Michelangelo to compose himself a bit, holding for dear life to his other self, eyes closed because he can't, he can't look at the other turtles there. It hurts.
It hurts that he doesn't have a family anymore. It hurts that he was so angry with them and wished for them to be gone.
It hurts that he was still alive instead of him being the one gone and they alive.
I'm about to fall apart
Again, again
Michelangelo breaks once more, this time whispering his tale to Mikey, who hugs him tighter and rubs his head and shell, silently listening to him before asking his brothers a moment to himself and perhaps a bit of water for the two of them.
Mikey’s brothers are wary, after all, how could they trust the other turtle after what he did to their little brother? But their brother’s puppy eyes is enough for them to believe, trust, not on Michelangelo, but on their Mikey.
Once alone, he listens intently to what was being said from his other self and despite trying to hold it back, he whimpers and cries a little at hearing that Michelangelo doesn't have a family anymore, that it’s his fault, his fault, his fault, his fault.
“I’m sorry” Michelangelo holds Mikey tighter when he hears the other’s apology. Why apologise to him? He was a traitor. He was a murderer. He was an angry being.
But he knew why. He always knew.
And you're never coming back
And I'm not okay with that
“I know they are not the brothers you lost” he can't help but cringe at that choice of words, hadn’t Mikey been listening to him? “But they are still family and...I know that with a bit of time they can be your family too.”
He knows that he is never going to see his brothers and friends again. He knows it's going to be longer than a bit of time before he trusts another person, that they trust on him too.
What he doesn't know is why is he trusting Mikey.
No, he knows too.
He trusts Mikey because he can tell that his other self is not lying.
And he likes that. He likes the idea of someone finally not lying to him.
He can only nod at those words before being guided out from the room he had been hiding himself.
He never lets go of Mikey’s hand, he is too scared that everything is a dream.
