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Part 3!! Y’all ain’t ready for this… It ended up longer than expected.

@endlesslogo tagging you so you don’t miss the action

CW for graphic descriptions of shape shifting. Seriously…reader discretion is advised.

They found him. How the hell do they keep finding him?! No matter how well Leo blends into the shadows, slip into their blind spot, or even climb a tree to get away and rest, they keep finding him! Well, “they” as in other creepypasta-looking monsters. Since he lost the two that first chased him, more have found him. Why can’t they just leave him alone?!

Leo had himself pressed high in a tree, trying to catch his breath. Below, three creatures circled his tree, each one uglier than the other. They clicked and rumbled to one another as though deciding how to get him down. One leapt up against the trunk. The tree shook as it tried clawing its way up. It let out a raptor-like shriek when it inevitably failed. The tree shook again when a second one tried as well. Leo blew out a breath as it, too, failed. They chattered amongst themselves, and Leo can’t help but smirk.

“Run out of ideas?” he called down. The second one who tried to climb shrieked at him. He hissed back. Leo wriggled on his branch. “Guess you’ll have to give up-“

The tree shook violently. Leo clambered to stay on his branch and whipped his head down. The third one was shaking its head as though it had just ran into something. The others cheered, and the first one started backing up. Guess they weren’t out of ideas.

Leo held firm to the tree and looked around. Most of the trees looked like they had brittle branches at this height. He eventually spotted one that seemingly could hold his weight. Only one way to find out. He waited for the next freak-of-nature to run into the tree. He held tight as the trees trembled, and he hopped on to the break he was sitting on. His toes curled around it, and he steadied himself with the trunk. He have a quick glance down to see one of the other ones all ready to charge. Better do this quick. Leo zeroed in on the branch he’s aiming for, braced, and leaped.

The bark dug into his hands; the branch below the one he grabbed collided into his knees. Leo grunted in pain and carefully pulled himself up, placing his feet on the branch below. The monsters shrieked in offence. He stole a glance down. He’ll have to move faster if he wants to get away from these things. He stared ahead at the next tree. Time to Tarzan it. Leo squatted on the branch he’s standing on and jumped. Don’t break don’t break don’t break- He landed on it with ease and used his momentum to launch toward the next one. He kept going, silently moving from one tree to the next. It didn’t matter, though. They’re following right behind him.

Fortunately, he’s faster, and it didn’t take long for them to become small. Leo glanced back and smirked.

Snap.

Leo’s heart and stomach lurched. He scrambled for a grip as he fell, but he only managed to hit every branch with everything else. The ground knocked the wind out of him when he finally found it. He didn’t get a moment to recover before the shrieks of doom got him moving. Leo stumbled to his feet and charged forward. So much for the monkey life. He took a quick look back and pushed himself to go faster. His heart thudded in his head, nearly drowning out the gaining screams. Damn it, he wished he had his swords.

Something catches his foot, and Leo meets the ground once more. He snapped his head around. They’re catching up. Catching up fast. Leo’s eyes scanned the forest floor in quick succession. His eyes zero in on a big long stick; he lunges for it. He springs to his feet just as the monsters catch up. The three of them stalk around him, hissing and clicking. Leo stood his ground with the stick held out in front of him as though it were his old odachi. His eyes darted to each one. One rumbled and snapped at him. Leo swung the stick in its direction, forcing it to back away. One of them slipped behind him. Leo turned his head slightly to keep an eye on it. He turned his back forward at the slightest movement from the other two in front of him. Their bodies tensed. Leo tightened his grip on the stick.

“Alright, fuglies,” Leo slid his feet apart, “let’s dance.”

The monster on his left lunged. He deflected its jaws and swung at the second creature lunging at him. The stick cracked across its face, sending it flying. The monster behind him leapt on to his shell and dug its claws into him. Leo hissed; he grabbed hold of his stick with both hands and brought it over his head. The freak chomped down on it. He flipped it off his back, earning a yelp from it. He jumped back as the first one lunged at him again. He raised his stick again; its teeth latched onto it, and the monster pulled. Leo stumbled a bit but regained his footing to pull back. The beast growled and dug its teeth deeper into the wood. Leo’s eyes widened as the stick began the splinter. He yanked hard. Movement caught his eye; Leo released the stick and leapt back just as the second monster came into his field of vision. It landed right where he had been. He backed away as it turned toward him with a growl. The one that had his stick snapped it in half with a loud CRACK. The third one had gotten back on its feet and stalked at him alongside the second. Leo’s heart pounded in his chest. Shit. This can’t be it for him. This can’t be how he dies.

His ears began to ring. His vision blurred; pain dully thumped in the back of his head. Static muddled his thoughts as the ringing grew louder. Time slowed his movements and the approaching monsters’. The pain and ringing suddenly got sucked away out of his head. The monster in front leapt at him. Leo threw his arms out as it knocked him over. He pushed against its neck; it snapped its jaws at his head and clawed his plastron. Leo let out a strained sound as it pushed down on his arms, getting its rotten-smelling mouth closer to him. Leo turned his head and shut his eyes. A tear slipped out of his eye.

“Get off him!!”

His eyes snapped open. A yelp sounded, and the weight on him is suddenly gone. Leo stared up at the beautiful sight of chains. Mikey.

Leo quickly sat up and twisted around. A big grin spread on his face, and tears pricked at his eyes. Not only Mikey, but also Donnie stood behind him with angry, defensive looks on their faces.

“Guys!” Leo exclaimed. Mikey’s chains snapped back to him, and he charged at the monsters. Donnie slid in next to him as yelps and shrieks sounded. He fiddled with his vambrace.

“You hurt anywhere, Nardo?” Donnie asked. The tears kept welling in Leo’s eyes. His throat hurt. Leo shook his head.

“Nah, nothing too bad.” Leo gazed up at his twin, the biggest, dopiest smile on his face. “You found me.” His voice caught in his throat. Donnie glanced at him and shrugged nonchalantly.

“Of course,” he says matter-of-factly. “It doesn’t actually take as long as the movies show to trace a call.”

Leo’s heart swelled, and he yanked Donnie into a tight hug. Donnie returned it with a pat on his back.

“Hey!” The twins turn to see Mikey running back toward them. “You’re not gonna have a reuniting hug without me!” Leo grinned and extended out an arm. Mikey dove in; the three of them held each other until Leo forced himself to pull away.

“We can’t stick around here,” he says as he stood. The other two stood with him. “More freaks like those will no doubt be on their way here.” Mikey and Donnie nodded. “So! How’d you guys get here? And where’s Raph?”

“We came in the turtle tank,” Donnie responds.

“Raph’s waiting for us there!” Mikey added.

“Perfect. Lead the way, mis hermanos!” With that, the three of them went on into the woods. He couldn’t believe it. They finally found him. He’s going home! Leaving this awful place! He could burst with joy complete with rainbows and sunshine! Sayonara, freaky monsters. Adiós, creepy forest. See you never!

Leo’s cheeks hurt from grinning. He bounced with every silent step he took while following his brothers to wherever they left the turtle tank and Raph. Man, he can’t wait to see Raph, hear his worry and reprimand for being an idiot. It’d be pure music to his ears.

A faint ringing emitted. Leo perked up, slowing his pace. He scanned around the trees.

“Leo? Everything-“ Leo shushed Mikey. The ringing sounded again. Leo stalked forward in pursuit. The noise grew louder, and he soon stood before a phone booth. He frowned and huffed in disbelief.

“Wha..?”

“What is it, Leo?” Mikey came up behind him and peered around. Leo gestured to the booth as the phone continued ringing.

“Talk about creepy,” Donnie muttered beside him. The three of them stared as the phone kept ringing. Leo smirked.

“I’m gonna answer it.” He moved toward the booth.

“Did this place take your common sense?” Donnie fulminated. “It could be a trap!” Leo waved noncommittal at him before opening the booth.

“Relax, Don, it’s not like the phone is gonna jump me.” He flashed a shit-eating grin and hopped inside. A hand caught his elbow; he turned to see Mikey with a worried look on his face.

“Come on, Leo, it’s giving me the creeps,” he pleaded. “Besides, Raph’s waiting.” Leo gently shook off his younger brother’s hand.

“It’ll just be a second, bro.” He closed the door behind him. The teen lifted the phone with a flourish and pressed it to his tympana. “Thank you for calling Leonardo’s Never-ending Nightmare, soon to be ending, how may I help you?”

“Well, I’ll be darned. It did work.”

The floor fell out from beneath him. His blood ran cold. He stopped breathing. His heart pounded in his head.

“-knew it would go through! But, man, you were right, Don, this is freaky—”

“Donnie?” The name barely passed his lips.

“I’m here, Nardo,” the unmistakable voice of his twin emitted through the phone.

“Raph’s here, too!” says the unmistakable voice of his older brother. “You okay, big guy? You sounded awfully chipper earlier. Something wrong?”

Leo couldn’t speak. He wanted to turn and to look at the two brothers behind him, but at the same time terror kept him still.

“Wh- h-“ He gulped down a boulder. His mouth twitched up. He forced a laugh. “This- this was just a trap. A trick from this place. Hehe.”

“A trick?”

“Donnie’s right behind me. With Mikey! And Raph’s waiting in the turtle tank! You’re a way for this place to trick me, to make me doubt! Haha!” Leo’s entire body trembled.

“Leo…we’re not there,” Donnie slowly says.

“And Mikey’s in the kitchen,” Raph added.

Leo’s pounding pulse drowned out Donnie’s reprimanding. The phone slipped from his ear as his head turned over his shoulder. The Donnie and Mikey behind him stood still, their faces stone. His hand slowly pulled the door open.

“Guys?”

Their skin began to bubble. Their plastrons cracked. Leo’s breath caught in his throat, trapping a scream. He watched wide eyed as their bodies bloated and grew. Their skin split, and a pus-like liquid leaked from the wounds. Donnie’s eyes bulged and popped out; Mikey’s rolled back and dropped into his mouth. Leo pressed himself against the back of the phone booth. Their skin tore further from the splits, revealing a hard, dark body underneath. Their limbs dropped from their filleted bodies with wet thumps. Multiple, long spindly legs replaced them. Leo stared in horror as the imposters underneath grew in length. Segments of their bodies popped out behind the previous followed by another pair of legs pushing out from the new segment. “Donnie’s” mouth opened wide, and a pair of giant mandibles pushed through. “Mikey’s” produced huge jaws filled with mangled, sharp teeth. His eyes dropped down to the ground amongst his limbs. The monsters reared back and fixed their attention on him. They screeched and lunged.

Leo dove out of the booth and darted left just as the Donnie centipede crashed into the booth. Glass sprayed out, a few grazing into him. His eye catches a moderately sized piece, and he swipes it from the ground. Leo barrelled through the trees with the sound of the giant centipedes crashing through and shrieking following behind him. He brought the shard of glass into view. He thought back to when he transformed the pair of trowels into swords. Maybe… As he ran, dodging trees left and right, he concentrated his ninpo on to the shard. The glass glowed blue. Come on, come on.

His mind fizzed and buzzed. Leo shook his head; in the corner of his eye, he sees the glass start to fade. No no no- He pushed and dragged through the fuzz while somehow still dodging trees. The light sputtered and flickered. Come on, come on! He swiped the shard through the air repeatedly. Nothing.

“Get out of my head!!” Leo grabbed a low hanging branch, pulled it back and released when the Donnie imposter’s horrific face got close enough. It shrieked and reeled back as the branch snapped across its face. The static in his head fizzled away; he smirked. The shard glowed bright in his hand. He spun around and slid to a stop. He swung out the shard, and it morphed into a katana handle. The light elongated to a point before shattering into glinting metal.

Leo narrowed his eyes at the Don-imposter as it shook its head vigorously. It turned back to him with a snarl. It crawled closer toward him. Leo stepped back a bit. The Donipede hissed at him. He clutched his katana with both hands. It felt great to finally have an actual weapon in hand. It’s like he’s regained some semblance of control over his situation.

The Donipede stalked around to his right; Leo side-stepped to the left, his stance low. His eyes darted around. Where’s the other one? A snap sounded behind him, and he dove out of the way just as the Mikeipede burst out of the brush with a roar. Its jaws snapped closed inches from his foot. Leo rolled and slid on his knees. The monsters turned toward him, hissing and rumbling. The Mikeypede roared again and lunged. Leo shot to his feet and deflected its jaws. The blade cut into the monster’s flesh; pus-like liquid seeped from the wound. The Mikeipede screeched at him in rage. It lunged with a new ferocity. Leo scrambled back to avoid the mouth full of jagged teeth. He dodged right, making the centipede freak eat dirt. He swung his katana down on it. A mass slammed into him, knocking the wind out of him. He lost his grip on his katana, and it skidded across the forest floor. The Donipede pushed him through the dirt with its giant mandibles. Leo spat out dirt that entered his mouth as he tried to pry the monster off him. It then lifted him up high into the air. Leo kicked and pushed against its jaws. It squeezed a little harder, earning a grunt of strain from him, and slammed him down into the ground.

Leo gasped, his eyes wide. He laid there in a brief daze, but it was enough for them to move in on him. The Donipede reared up and positioned itself on top of his legs. The Mikeipede came around its side. Leo blinked a few times and tried pulling his legs out from under it. His heart began to pound. He pulled and pulled to no avail. He couldn’t help but glance up into the ugly mug of the thing keeping him trapped. If it had a proper face, he’s sure it would be smiling. The Donipede raised its head and let out a shriek. Possibly a triumphant cry.

It choked midway through. Leo stared at it in confusion. Crunching and squelching emitted. The Mikeipede staggered away in alarm. A green spear of light pierced through the Donipede’s body. It shrieked and writhed. Leo caught a glimpse of a hooded figure as the bug monster backed away. He scrambled to his feet once freed. The spear retracted with quick succession. The figure hopped off and swept around it in a crouched stance. Leo swung his head around until he caught a glimpse of his sword. He staggered toward it as another scream of agony came from the Donipede. Leo grabbed his katana and spun around just as the centipede wearing his twin’s face fell. His heart thudded in his chest; he watched the figure yank their spear of light out of the fallen monster. They turned toward him. Leo dropped into a fighting stance, swallowing dryly. The figure reached up and pulled back their hood. Shock rocked through his body.

“Gram-Gram?”

Part 1 Part 2

I drew a sketch of what the monsters that chased Leo up a tree look like, since I neglected to write a description of them 😅

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt leo #leonardo #rottmnt donnie #donatello #rottmnt mikey #michelangelo #rottmnt raph #raphael

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bossidiotart · 14 days

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I promise, the third part of this Leo horror fic is coming, I just need to get through this first plot twist

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt leo #rise leo

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bossidiotart · 15 days

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Drew my buddy @bossidiotart ‘s Sky character in the Cinnamoroll crossover stuff! I am hoping to be able to play some Sky myself soon once this gosh dang semester is over, I need the Cinnamoroll costume desperately.

#cinnamoroll #sanrio #sky children of the light #sky children fanart #sky cotl #LOOK LOOK LOOK

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bossidiotart · 21 days

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#lol

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bossidiotart · 1 month

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OMG OMG WHAT!!!

Part 2 of this. @endlesslogo tagging you in case you wanna read part 2 of the story inspired by your art

Donnie stared down at his chiming phone. A number he didn’t recognise lit up the top. After the third ring, he turned off his phone and pocketed it. If it’s anything truly important, the caller could just leave a message. He turned back to his project and continued soldering.

The clock on his vambrace screen reads nearly 3am. He wonders if Leo had managed to go to sleep. He hasn’t come in to pester him all night long. Good. It’s always a good sign when Leo finally gets to sleep. Hopefully he’s getting a restful sleep and peaceful dreams.

Yet..something in the back of his mind is nagging at him.

The notification for a voicemail sounded in his pocket. Guess whoever was calling had something important to say. Likelihoods of what it could be played in his mind as he set down the solder and pulled out his phone again. He opened it and went into his voicemail. He tapped on the transcript.

Donnie. Donnie, please, come get me.

..huh?

I don’t know where I am or how I got here, but…

Donnie tapped the play button and put it on speaker. There was silence and some sort of static at first.

“Donnie.”

The soft shell’s blood ran cold. Leo? Donnie listened to the message that was transcribed, still as a statue. Leo sounded terrified. His voice shook and was hushed as though he were hiding from something.

“-or-or how I got here, but-“

A deep rumble that almost sounded like thunder emitted, pulling a gasp out of his brother. A pause that felt like an hour long stretched out. Then, a horrific scream. It chilled Donnie to the bone and made him want to hide deep inside a hole. Another scream joined in; Donnie realised with horror that it’s Leo screaming. A loud crash, and the voicemail cut out.

Ear-splitting silence settled. Donnie sat paralysed. He jolted and swiped at his vambrace. The trackers blipped on screen, and he immediately searched for Leo’s.

…wait, what?

His tracker is in his room. That’s not possible. Unless…

Donnie dashed out of his lab, leaping down stairs and hurdling over unpacked boxes. Leo’s room soon came into sight; he slid in front of the door and threw it open.

“Leo?!”

He quickly scanned the room. His eyes landed on the sleeping form of his twin. Confusion settled in his mind like sticky, melted marshmallow. What the fuck? Leo’s here? But the voicemail…

Annoyance bubbled. He stomped into Leo’s room.

“Nardo, if this is some kind of sick prank, I’m really not in the mood.” Donnie shook his allegedly sleeping brother. “Come on, dum-dum, I know you’re not actually asleep. What the hell was that voicemail?” He shook him harder. Annoyance built. “Nardo! Leo, wake up!” He still doesn’t stir. Donnie scoffed and pulled Leo onto his back. The slider’s eyes remain closed, his face slack. The elder pulled the younger’s eyelids apart. Donnie’s eyes widened. That’s…not normal.

The pupil in Leo’s eye had blown so wide he could hardly see the reddish iris. Donnie let go of the eyelids and opened the other eye. Same thing. This.. this cannot be good. He pulled out his phone, turned on the flashlight and shone it in Leo’s eye. It didn’t react. Oh, this is definitely not good. Donnie chewed on his lip as he tested Leo’s other eye, getting the same result. What to do, what to do.

Leo is alive, thankfully. He’ll have to check his vitals to be sure he’s truly alright, however. Donnie glanced at the time on his phone screen. Nearly 3:30am. Raph won’t be up for another 3 to 4 hours. Donnie took in a breath, cornered a resolve, and scooped Leo up from his bed. The soft shell trotted down to the med bay, his stomach twisting at how limp his brother is. He shouldered his way into the med bay and set Leo down on the bed. His heart pounded as he tested Leo’s vitals. With each one that passes, he feels a little better but at the same time worse.

Donnie slapped a wrist monitor on him and fell into a nearby chair. His vision zeroed in on the monitor until it was all he could see. Resting heart rate is normal. Rhythm is normal. He instinctively slipped his hand into his sweater pocket and pulled out his phone. He reopened the phone app; he stared at the number Leo called from. He tapped on it and brought it up to his ear.

“The number you have reached-“

It didn’t even ring.

Donnie hung up. He shoved his phone back into his pocket and stared hard at the wrist monitor. Leo’s stupid heart mockingly beat at its normal rhythm. Donnie’s pocket buzzed and burst out into song.

The soft shell yanked his phone out and stared at the unknown number on the screen. His heart pounded. His hands trembled. He hit the green button and held it to his ear.

“…hello?”

“Ohmigosh thank the spirits you picked up!” Leo’s unmistakable voice came through the speaker. “You got my voicemail, right??”

Donnie swallowed against the confusion and fear as he stared at his comatose twin in front of him.

“I did.”

“Great! So you guys are on your way, right?”

Donnie stared at his brother’s still form.

“Don? You guys are coming to get me, right?”

“Uh…”

“Donnie?” Panic edged Leo’s voice. Donnie took a breath.

“We…can’t find you.”

“…what?”

Donnie gnawed on the inside of his cheek.

“I mean, something’s up with your tracker. I can’t pinpoint your location.” Donnie’s leg bounced a hundred times a second. “Can you see any landmarks where you are?”

“Uhhhh.” Leo’s voice faded some as Donnie imagined him moving away from the phone to look. “Not really. It’s mostly trees, streetlights, and an empty road.”

“That’s not much to go off on...” Donnie muttered. His eyes flicked up, and his heart seized at the sight of his unconscious brother. Right, his actual brother is in front of him. But what about the one on the phone..?

He could try to trace the call, but what if it only points to the Leo in the med bed? Only one way to find out…

“Stay on the line, Leo, I’m going to try and trace this call.” Donnie pressed his phone between his head and shoulder as he typed on his vambrace.

“I ain’t going any-“ A distant rumbling sound cut him off. “Shit. On second thought, I gotta run. I’ll try to find another phone.” Click.

Donnie sat in silence. His fingers hovered over the vambrace screen. It blinked at him. His eyes stayed glued to the screen. His mind spun every which way in baffled attempts to explain. This…it’s not possible. He looked once more at his comatose brother. What have you gotten yourself into, Leo? On his vambrace, the screen continued blinking as a dot pinged over the med bay.

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Part 2 of this. @endlesslogo tagging you in case you wanna read part 2 of the story inspired by your art

Yet..something in the back of his mind is nagging at him.

Donnie. Donnie, please, come get me.

..huh?

I don’t know where I am or how I got here, but…

Donnie tapped the play button and put it on speaker. There was silence and some sort of static at first.

“Donnie.”

“-or-or how I got here, but-“

Ear-splitting silence settled. Donnie sat paralysed. He jolted and swiped at his vambrace. The trackers blipped on screen, and he immediately searched for Leo’s.

…wait, what?

His tracker is in his room. That’s not possible. Unless…

Donnie dashed out of his lab, leaping down stairs and hurdling over unpacked boxes. Leo’s room soon came into sight; he slid in front of the door and threw it open.

“Leo?!”

He quickly scanned the room. His eyes landed on the sleeping form of his twin. Confusion settled in his mind like sticky, melted marshmallow. What the fuck? Leo’s here? But the voicemail…

Annoyance bubbled. He stomped into Leo’s room.

“The number you have reached-“

It didn’t even ring.

The soft shell yanked his phone out and stared at the unknown number on the screen. His heart pounded. His hands trembled. He hit the green button and held it to his ear.

“…hello?”

“Ohmigosh thank the spirits you picked up!” Leo’s unmistakable voice came through the speaker. “You got my voicemail, right??”

Donnie swallowed against the confusion and fear as he stared at his comatose twin in front of him.

“I did.”

“Great! So you guys are on your way, right?”

Donnie stared at his brother’s still form.

“Don? You guys are coming to get me, right?”

“Uh…”

“Donnie?” Panic edged Leo’s voice. Donnie took a breath.

“We…can’t find you.”

“…what?”

Donnie gnawed on the inside of his cheek.

“I mean, something’s up with your tracker. I can’t pinpoint your location.” Donnie’s leg bounced a hundred times a second. “Can you see any landmarks where you are?”

“Uhhhh.” Leo’s voice faded some as Donnie imagined him moving away from the phone to look. “Not really. It’s mostly trees, streetlights, and an empty road.”

He could try to trace the call, but what if it only points to the Leo in the med bed? Only one way to find out…

“Stay on the line, Leo, I’m going to try and trace this call.” Donnie pressed his phone between his head and shoulder as he typed on his vambrace.

“I ain’t going any-“ A distant rumbling sound cut him off. “Shit. On second thought, I gotta run. I’ll try to find another phone.” Click.

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt leo #leonardo #rise leo #rottmnt donnie #donatello #rise donnie #fanfic #my fanfiction

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bossidiotart · 1 month

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The story has gotten away from me, and now there’s something of a part 2 in the works…

Sooo I was inspired by @endlesslogo ‘s artwork, and this popped out on to the page

Trigger warning for intense scenes and metaphorical body horror

Cold air stabbed into Leo’s aching lungs. His legs and feet hurt from the forest floor and underbrush slashing into his skin. He tasted iron in his mouth as he breathed heavily; his heart was about to burst. His body screamed for him to stop. He knows he can’t.

He lost his swords. Yeah, stupid, he knows, but given what’s chasing him he wouldn’t cause any damage.

Leo ducked under a low branch and vaulted over a fallen tree. The shrieks behind him had shrunk some, but he sure as hell ain’t stopping. He’s faster, but if he stopped they’d be upon him in seconds.

A small gasp escaped his lips. A light appeared up ahead. Civilisation. Finally. He’ll find a phone (yes, he lost that, too, sue him), call Donnie, and get the hell out of here. Leo pumped his legs faster. He burst out of the trees and onto sweet, sweet grass. He gave a quick look over where he’d just arrived. Streetlights on the left, a fence up ahead, and- his eyes catch sight of a lit phone booth. Thunder rumbled overhead as he darted toward the phone. Leo leapt over the fence, flew open the booth door and slammed it shut once in. His breath came ragged and heart pounded, muffling the howls and shrieks. Leo swallowed drily and fumbled over the phone. The tone rung in his ear. Wait, right, does he-? He rummaged a shaking hand in his pouch. Come on, come on.

“Aha!” Leo yanked out his wallet and flipped it open. He pressed the bottom of it to his side and opened the top. His hand trembled badly, making the wallet shake, as he searched it for a quarter. Pouring rain battered the booth as he desperately felt for the damn coin. The wallet bottom caved and slipped from his hold. “No no no no no no no!”

The coins spilled out in a musical clatter. The phone fell from his other hand as he dropped down to scoop up the coins.

A shriek sounded from behind him. His blood ran cold. Leo sat stock still, his chest heaving, listening to it get closer. The ground rumbled with the thunderstorm as the creatures drew closer. Leo’s blood pounded in his ears; he moved against the one non-glass wall, the coins forgotten. The rain pounded against the phone booth. The creatures drew closer. Leo’s breathing quickened. His vision swam.

The steps slowed. One set of them approached. Leo held his breath. Over the rain, he hears clicking sounds above him. It scraped against the roof of the booth, emitting an awful nails-against-chalkboard noise. Leo lifted his shaking hands and pressed them against his ears. The sound persistently ground into his head. His fingers and toes curled; his body tightened. Leo let out a small, pained whine.

His eye caught a shine in front of him. A quarter laid inches away from him. A new sense of determination washed over him, and his hand darted out to grab the coin. He twisted and reached up. It took a few tries before his trembling hand pushed the coin into the slot. Leo pushed in the numbers to Donnie’s phone. The scraping against the roof paused as he grabbed the phone. He pressed it hard against his ear.

It rung once.

Twice.

Three times.

“C’mon, Donnie, pick up, pick up,” Leo muttered.

“Greetings-“

Relief erupted in him. “Donnie!”

“-you’ve reached Donatello’s phone-“

Dread consumed the relief.

“-I can’t come to the phone right now because I’m doing more important things, but if you believe your call is just as important, which I doubt it is, please leave a message.” Beep.

Leo sat there with the phone pressed to his ear. His voice stuck to the back of his throat. He swallowed.

“Donnie,” he husked, “Donnie, please, come get me. I don’t know where I am or-or how I got here, but-“

The creature outside the phone booth let out a guttural rumble. Leo let a gasp that caught in his throat. Slowly, he turned his head. His wide eyes locked with white, sunken ones. The booth light glinted off the freak’s discoloured teeth from its big, spine-crawling grin. Its skin stretched like an ill-fitting mask of human skin. It opened its mouth.

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Leo’s hands flew up back to his ears. The phone dropped and banged against the booth wall. The monster continued its ear-splitting scream. Leo’s head strained against it, trying so hard to not split in half. The scream tore through his skin and pierced his bones. It curdled his blood and stabbed his eyes. Leo’s throat bled as he let out his own scream. Hot tears burned his face.

A big CRASH sounded above him. Glass sprayed in his face. Metal tore with a sickening groan. Leo snapped his head up to see the monster with one of its arms crossed over. It swung it up. Leo’s heart caught in his throat, and he leapt out of the booth. He rolled, sprang back on his feet and bolted, stumbling a bit before getting a solid foot on the ground.

Hide. He needs to hide. It’s the only option he has.

The freaks behind him shrieked and howled after him. His feet slapped against the wet ground. The pouring rain blew into his face. Leo squinted against it. Hide. Hide. He plunged back into the forest and swung around the fifth big tree he finds. He plastered himself against it. He clamped a hand over his mouth. He held his breath. His heart thudded in his chest.

The creatures burst into the forest, screaming and stomping through. Leo’s body shook harder the closer they got. Please please please don’t find me please don’t find me—

He flinched at the sound of a footstep right next to his hiding spot. He watched as the two kept on their destructive pursuit. He stayed there behind his tree. His body shook. The noise of them stomping through gradually moved farther away. Leo pulled his hand away and sucked in a few breaths; he turned out of his hiding spot and ran back out of the forest. Now to find another phone.

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Sooo I was inspired by @endlesslogo ‘s artwork, and this popped out on to the page

Trigger warning for intense scenes and metaphorical body horror

He lost his swords. Yeah, stupid, he knows, but given what’s chasing him he wouldn’t cause any damage.

The coins spilled out in a musical clatter. The phone fell from his other hand as he dropped down to scoop up the coins.

It rung once.

Twice.

Three times.

“C’mon, Donnie, pick up, pick up,” Leo muttered.

“Greetings-“

Relief erupted in him. “Donnie!”

“-you’ve reached Donatello’s phone-“

Dread consumed the relief.

“-I can’t come to the phone right now because I’m doing more important things, but if you believe your call is just as important, which I doubt it is, please leave a message.” Beep.

Leo sat there with the phone pressed to his ear. His voice stuck to the back of his throat. He swallowed.

“Donnie,” he husked, “Donnie, please, come get me. I don’t know where I am or-or how I got here, but-“

Hide. He needs to hide. It’s the only option he has.

The creatures burst into the forest, screaming and stomping through. Leo’s body shook harder the closer they got. Please please please don’t find me please don’t find me—

Part 2

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt leo #leonardo #rise leo #fanfic #my fanfic writing

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bossidiotart · 2 months

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Midnight Doodle-Traveling Spirit: Surgeon of Death

I drew Law as a Sky CotL Spirit!!

#one piece #trafalgar law #trafalgar one piece #trafalgardwaterlaw #sky children of the light #sky cotl #*points*#OO #OOO #OOOOOOOOO #LOOK AT HIM

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bossidiotart · 2 months

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@bettertwin1 hi this is incredibly late but sorry for impersonating you haha 😅

I WAS WATCHING THE 2023 THANKMAS...

WHO DID THIS??? AHAHHAHA 😭

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bossidiotart · 4 months

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Me: man, I wish rottmnt fanfic writers would write in a cat sleeping next to Leo when he’s healing from his wounds after the movie :/

Also me: wait….I’m a rottmnt fic writer…..

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Leo did not want to be awake. Awake meant pain, it meant uncomfortable bandages, stiff joints and muscles. It meant a groggy mind from painkillers that should be saved for those who need them most. Yet here he is, pain dully throbbing almost everywhere on him, his eyes dry, body achy and stiff. Not to mention the chill that told him he’s definitely in the med bay. One thing, however, that he didn’t expect was a soft, hot patch snuggled between his left arm and side.

He cracked his eyes open and moved his head as much as he could, blinking a few times to register what’s there. A soft smile spread on his sore face. The unmistakable black and white came into focus, a little pink nose standing out from it. Leo lifted his right arm as best he could and stroked its head.

“Hey, Snuffy,” he cooed in a hoarse whisper.

Mr. Snuffles stirred and stretched his legs. He twisted a bit while leaning into Leo’s bandaged fingers. Leo huffed and flinched when his ribs protested.

“You keeping me from getting up, buddy?” A low rumble emitted from Snuffy’s body. He’ll take that as a yes. “Clever kitty.”

He gently pushed the cat’s head closer to him as he bent his head down to plant a smooch on his head. The purring grew louder. Snuffles tilted his head up, and Leo took advantage to scratch under his chin.

“You’re gonna get me in trouble,” he croaked. “I shouldn’t be moving this much.” Mr. Snuffles doesn’t care. He’s getting attention and that’s all that matters. Leo winced as his body protested the movements and kept petting him. “Worth it.”

Mr. Snuffles stood and arched his back. His body trembled from it.

“Big stretch,” Leo instinctually commented. Mr. Snuffles turned around and flopped onto his shoulder. He licked Leo’s cheek, his rough tongue scratching his skin. “Aww, thanks, bud. I love you, too.”

Snuffy dropped his head and snuggled into his neck. Leo smiled, gently dropping his own head onto the cat’s and closed his eyes. He breathed in a sore breath; he slowly let it out through his mouth while focusing on Mr. Snuffles’ purring. They stayed like that for a whole three seconds before Snuffles moved his head to lick his fur.

“Come on, man, you’re ruining my focus.” The feline, of course, did not care. He just went on cleaning himself. Leo chuckled; a cough shook his frame, and he turned his head away as more ripped out of him. Mr. Snuffles let out a concerned meow, stood and pressed his body against Leo’s head. His purring amped up some as he licked at Leo’s sweating head.

“Snuffy—“ Leo’s voice strained between coughs. “Gross!” He took in deep breaths as the coughing died down. His ribs hurt worse now. His body’s uncomfortably hot. Damn it…that’s the last thing he needs after waking up. A goddamn infection.

A wall of black and white fur obscured his vision and got in his mouth. Leo pulled his head back and spat out the fur.

“Snoofle, please, I’m trying to cough my lungs out.” The cat paid no mind as he settled himself on Leo’s chest. He loafed himself and closed his eyes. A gentle purr vibrated through Leo’s bandaged plastron. He rested a hand on Mr. Snuffles’ back and laid his head back against the pillow.

#rebloggity #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt fanfiction #rottmnt leo #rise leo #riseofthetmnt #leonardo

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bossidiotart · 4 months

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Me: man, I wish rottmnt fanfic writers would write in a cat sleeping next to Leo when he’s healing from his wounds after the movie :/

Also me: wait….I’m a rottmnt fic writer…..

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“Hey, Snuffy,” he cooed in a hoarse whisper.

Mr. Snuffles stirred and stretched his legs. He twisted a bit while leaning into Leo’s bandaged fingers. Leo huffed and flinched when his ribs protested.

“You keeping me from getting up, buddy?” A low rumble emitted from Snuffy’s body. He’ll take that as a yes. “Clever kitty.”

Mr. Snuffles stood and arched his back. His body trembled from it.

A wall of black and white fur obscured his vision and got in his mouth. Leo pulled his head back and spat out the fur.

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt leo #rise leo #leonardo #rottmnt oc #original cat #mr snuffles #fanfic #rottmnt fanfiction

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