so I keep doing these otp challenges and now I drew these three Ace/Slash addition. mizxna
i can’t stop.

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so I keep doing these otp challenges and now I drew these three Ace/Slash addition. mizxna
i can’t stop.
"Hey, bud. Miss me?"
–––“I’d never forget you, Slash.”
Fᵃᵐᶤˡʸ && mizxna ;;
“I want forgiveness. I’ve done everything I can to prove myself to you, but it doesn’t seem to mean anything, does it?”
Cold eyes that once desired the sight of the demise of the turtles now were staring at the floor in shame. He felt disgusted to be grovelling before the very turtle that he had planned on crushing for so many years. It made him feel sick inside, but it was all for Raphael in the end.
“I will beg if it means I am sorry, why can’t you just see that I may be different now, but I have always been a part of this family!”
Rage ignited, blood boiled and hatred unleashed like a rabid beast. His eyes rose up to glare at the turtle, filled with rage that seemed almost identical to that of Raphael’s.
Expression softened even farther as his gaze fell, thinking. Spike Slash technically WAS a part of the family, he even showed some of the same personality traits as Raphael, so he might as well be another sibling. Slash had ALSO helped them save all of New York City’s citizens from Dinension X, they were just another mutant that was most likely confused from the massive change.
Azure eyes met with the taller mutant’s accomp- anied by a small and somewhat sad smile lacing his lips.
“ Don’t beg, just the fact you would shows how much you care. I’m sorry for holding the past against you, as you said; we ARE are family. “
mizxna
The mutated feline cautiously looked back and forth as he walked, his bare feet padding softly against the cold concrete ground. It’s been a month since the day the city was invaded, and with it, the temporal end of normal everyday life, at the very least. While there are still peoples who have yet to be transformed into horrific monsters by the goo and taken away to who-knows-where, they are scattered into small groups and have gone into hiding, only venturing out for a variety of purposes: scavenging for supplies, searching for other survivors, or to simply take a stroll before heading back to safety.
As for Proto himself, he had taken notes to stick to the shadows to avoid confrontations, as well as using the element of surprise to his advantage to silently take out his targets, non-lethally or lethally, depending on who they are. The cat is by far, relying on himself for survival, as the humans he met didn’t find a reason to welcome him into their communities, some weren’t even willing to share a part of their loots with him.
It’s a chilly night indeed, and the cat isn’t planning to stay out in the open anytime soon. The warehouse in front of him seemed to be a fairly decent shelter for tonight, so he wasted no time sprinting toward it, whilst pinning the hood of the jacket down with one paw to keep it from falling off. Luckily for him, he was able to open the backdoor by smashing the window open with a brick and unlocking it from the other side. Proto then made his entry through the door, before closing it and dropped down to the ground to rest himself.
“What da shell are you supposed ta be?”
Raphael looks up at the mutant with a quirked brow. The large turtle looked similar to the mutated Hun.
mizxna;
“Nice job at taking down those criminals Slash, you and that giant mace of yours make a good combo.” The bunny complements after their last fight, which was 5 minutes ago after the police came in and put the criminals to jail for good.