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phoebepheebsphibs · 27 days

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Double-Mutated Mikey

Chapter 6: Domestication

Continued from the short story written by @boots-with-the-fur-club

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The group don't dare turn to look at Mikey.

He's still distracted by the holograms and lo-fi headphones. But that will not keep him for long.

"...Do we tell him?" Raph asks, finally breaking the tense silence.

"I... I don't know. I don't think we should," Donnie mumbles.

"Why not?" Casey asks. "He deserves to know --"

"No," Donnie says, standing up. "No. He... he shouldn't know. Not yet. Not until I can fix this."

Raph stares at him hopefully.

"...CAN you fix it?" he asks, voice breaking.

"Why, my dear Raphala, you wound me!" Donnie exclaims with dramatics, pressing the back of his hand to his fivehead as he pretends to swoon. "What little faith ye mortals have in the great and incredible power of one Hamato Donatello!"

"Can you get him back to normal?" Leo asks a bit more sternly.

"Yes," Donnie says with certainty. "I can 'make a fix, bro'."

Leo grimaces. That doesn't ease him as much as Donnie wants it to, but if he believes he will, then that is it. This is Mikey they're talking about, Donnie will do everything in his powers to return him to normal.

"In the meantime, what do we do?" Raph asks.

"Stay calm, don't get him riled up, keep him out of harm, etc." Donnie says as he starts to type on the computers again. "I'm activating 'Housebound Protocol'."

"What's 'Housebound Protocol'?"

"Have you never once wondered why Splinter didn't escape to the surface when he had rat flu?"

"...No?"

"Well, now you know," Donnie grumbles. "Basically, we'll keep Mikey inside the lair and help him adjust to the mutations while I search for an anti-mutigen formula."

"So... just play nursemaid?" Leo asks. "We're keeping it that simple?"

"I highly doubt it will be 'simple', Nardo," Donnie grunts. "Mikey will likely have episodes of PTSD from the experiments. His body will be adjusting and readjusting to the new changes he's going through. We've already seen a few reactions he may have."

"His vision," Leon noted.

"And his aversion to new people and new things," Casey bemoaned.

"And his vocal chords," Raph reminded.

"Among others," Donnie sighed. "So be on the lookout. I'll be compiling a list of animal traits from each of the species I named... Casey Jr., I hope I can rely on a list of Krang tendencies from you by tomorrow morning?"

Casey perks up and nods.

"You can count on me! I'll do anything for Master Michelangelo -- er, Mikey," he says, finishing with a nervous chuckle. "But... we don't tell him about the mutations? Or what he has in his DNA?"

"It's possible he may already know," Donnie suggests. "Or... well, it could be that he doesn’t understand anything other than basic animalistic urges, and wouldn’t comprehend us telling him."

"Wha-huh?" Raph questions as he tilts his head. "Donnie, you gotta use normal words."

Donatello rolls his eyes and sighs in exasperation.

"Mikey might have an animal brain now, not a mutant turtle brain. It is possible he may not understand us."

"He seems to understand just fine," Raph argues.

"So far, but most of our conversations with him haven't required anything of major -- um, I mean, we haven't asked him any BIG questions. Just small ones that are easy. Actually, I don't think we've asked him anything that requires a substantial answer yet..."

"So, Mikey is basically like... what, a pet now?" Raph demands.

"No, I didn't say that --"

"I refuse to accept that!" Raph shouts. "No, Mikey is still in there! I know he is! You didn't see him in the hallway, he understood me, he heard what I said and he responded! Maybe not in words, but he understood me! Mikey isn't some stupid animal, he--"

"Raph!" Leo scolds, pressing a hand against his chest.

Raphael pauses, and immediately looks to Mikey.

For a moment, he's the same old Mikey, sitting in a silly pose on Donnie's desk while he listens to pop music and sketches in his kneepads.

But then the mirage ends, and he's a feral creature crouched on the table, staring wide-eyed and frightened at Raphael, eyes glowing with that all-too familiar red in yellow shine. He wonders how he didn't recognize it before...

Raph is ashamed of himself when he has to look away from Mikey.

It's just those eyes... the same ones that haunt his nightmares every night.

He can't let them haunt his baby brother, too.

"Fine. Let's do whatever needs to be done. And NO ONE says anything about the you-know-what-aliens. Mikey doesn't need to worry about that right now."

The group all silently nod.

Donnie stretches as he gets up from his chair.

"Well, I have a long night of work ahead of me, so if you all please don't mind --"

Donnie shoos everyone away and out of the labs. As soon as the doors open Mikey scurries out, discarding the headphones in the process and dashing in every direction before circling back and landing at Raph's feet with a smile, asking to be picked up so he can climb all over him again.

Raph smiles awkwardly at him, and lifts him gently. Mikey's tail wags, slapping the back of Raph's shell as he perches atop his shoulders like a parrot on a pirate.

"Well, first things first," Leo says with an exhale, "Mikey needs some tending to. Let's get him a bath and see what we can do about those claws and injuries..."

Leo and Raph carry Mikey to the bathroom. He is confused and surprised as he looks around, examining the sink and toilet and tub.

Leo starts the faucet, and the loud spicket and water startle Mikey at first. He creeps towards it, but eventually decides it isn't evil and yells at it, trying to match its volume. Leo snickers at the sight. Mikey somehow hears this, and turns to look at him with a smile.

Leo tries not to let the fangs bother him. Mikey doesn't deserve to be thought of or seen as a monster. Even if he has monster in his blood, now...

After a few minutes, Raph -- who had left to gather some extra towels and soap -- reenters the room. Mikey runs to circle around his feet, curious as to what he has with him. Raph places the items down on top of the counter. Mikey sniffs each one with inquisitiveness.

"Which of these do you like better, big man?" Raph asks, opening two bottles of scented body wash and holding them out for him to smell.

Mikey sniffs both a few times before choosing one scented like citrus and honeysuckle.

Raph smiles as he begins to squirt the soap into the flow of water, bubbles forming under the waves and torrent of churning water.

"And Donnie thought he wouldn't understand us..." he chuckles. "Big brainy dum-dum underestimated you, huh?"

Mikey runs to the edge of the bath and stares, watching with excitement as the bubbles grow bigger and bigger. He points to the steaming water and suds, trying desperately to form words to express his enthusiasm.

"Ah, ah, ah! Ahhh, ha, hah!" he shrieks, a big and bright smile on his face.

Raph chuckles.

"Yeah, bubble baths are pretty fun, huh?"

"Should I go get the camera?" Leo jokes.

Raph rolls his eyes, looking away from Mikey for just a moment. Mikey tries to climb into the hot water before Leo scolds him.

"Ah-bup-bup-bup!" he shouts, causing Mikey to jerk away. "Not yet, bud, that water's too hot..."

Mikey cocks his head to the side in confusion. Too hot??

He looks back down to it. He reaches for the water again.

"Mikey, he said no, it's too hot!" Raph says sternly.

"Still think he understands us?"

Mikey jumps over the side and splashes into the water, smiling happily at the heat. Raph and Leo stare in shock, waiting for the screech of pain as Mikey is boiled alive, but no such cry comes.

"...Maybe it's us that don't understand him," Raph wonders.

Mikey plays in the bath, blowing at the bubbles and throwing them in the air several times, then shrieking with laughter. He throws them at Leo and Raph, who try to dodge the assault but fail.

"Alright, buster, you've asked for it!"

Leo runs to the bath with a pitcher a scoops up a great deal of water, then pours it over Mikey's head. Mikey coughs and sputters at the water.

For a moment, Mikey looks panicked, as if something has triggered him. But the panic subsides quickly, as he looks around the room and understands that he is home again. Mikey splashes Leo back. Leo laughs, and returns the favour. Mikey fills his mouth with bathwater and spits it at Leo, who yells in disgust and calls for Raphael's aid.

It takes far too long for them to actually get Mikey cleaned. The first ten minutes are spent in a war of water and bubbles. The next ten are spent refilling the tub and mopping up the spillage.

Mikey smirks, having of course won the battle, yet relented to let his brothers scrub the grime off his skin and the dried blood from underneath his claws. Raph is a little too rough with him, and Leo keeps getting soap in his eyes, but they are much better at washing him then the others were...

After that, he soaks for several minutes, just calming in the water.

It's quiet, now. Mikey is tired. The water is slow, soft, it envelops him entirely. Leo and Raph are talking about something, discussing what to do or who is in charge of what in the process of taking care of Michelangelo.

Mikey leans his head against the edge of the bath. The steam has long since gone. The bath is getting cooler. Mikey falls asleep...

A sharp pain in his chest.

Mikey's eyes widen.

His arms ache, his legs ache. His hands clench up, he grits his teeth and inhales sharply.

Leo is by his side, almost instantly.

"Mikey? Mikey, what is it?"

"He can't talk, Leo--"

"Well, he has to try! Come on, mi hermano, qué es?"

Mikey starts convulsing, shivering, shaking. His teeth chatter.

Leo takes the hint and places his hand in the water.

"The bath is cold," he says. "Mikey must be sensitive to cold. Let's get him out."

Raph reaches in and pulls Mikey out, his body rigid and unable to move apart from shaking vehemently.

"Do you think this has something to do with why he prefered the bath when it was boiling? The heat didn't seem to faze him at all," Raph mentions.

"He might have some new physical needs," Leo says, grabbing a towel and rubbing Mikey profusely. "I hadn't thought of that..."

Raph signs to Leo.

'Donnie said he had reptile mutations... do you think this is some enhanced form of brumation?'

Leo signs back.

'Not sure... could be? In any case, let's keep him warm and comfortable...'

Mikey starts moaning again, trying to speak.

"Don't worry, buddy, we'll get you nice and warm," Raph assures him.

Mikey starts moving again, his fingers curling and extending.

He holds up his two hands, one with three fingers extended and the other adding a fourth. He taps them against his chin.

"Mikey, what..."

He repeats the motion. Four fingers lined up together, tapping his chin.

A sign for a single word.

'Talk.'

Mikey had found a way to talk.

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nyrasbloodyclover · 1 year

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leave it to me (peter maximoff x mutant!reader)

a/n: i forgot i wrote this last summer so here you go! it's literally just flirting + fluff

I layed in my room and watched the fan on my ceiling spin for the last 54 minutes. I wanted to rip my head open and take out my brain. I had so many things to do that i actually didn't know where to start. My room was a fucking mess, piles of clothes were everywhere. I had to sort out my thoughts after getting off the phone call with my mom. (It wasn't pleasant.) I had to get dressed since i was still laying in my underwear and black top. I was exhausted, because I couldn't sleep at all. Oh and i didn't do my homework, so Charles won't be happy about it.

But instead of doing any of that, i counted minutes and stared at the ceiling. Like a fucking genius. My powers were also occupying me— blue stripes sliding down my arms and floating around. They weren't completely useless in this situation—I could use my telekinesis to clean my room, but I was too lazy to even do that.

Nobody checked on me, which was kind of a relief at first, but now...I wanted somebody to help me. I had so many things to do I was beggining to think it's impossible.

"Open the dooooor," I heard distant voice from the other side. It was Peter. "You've been there for hours, come onnnn!"

Hours? That can't be possible. "I can't get uuuppppp," I returned in the same tone, smile spreading across my face. I loved being in his presence and I wanted nothing more than to open the fucking door, but there was a problem.

I didn't want him to see this mess.

"Use your powers, stupid." He shouted.

"Uhhh, I'm naked." I lied unsuccessfully. God, I'm so miserable.

"Now, that was just horrible." And he bursted through the doors. Despite not being fully naked I mentally slapped myself for not at least putting some clothes on. My head was hanging from the bed and i was looking at him upside down.

His eyes were filled with amusement, scanning my current position. I'd probably laugh at myself too.

"What's the problem here?" Then he added, "Besides the obvious..."

I thought I might cry. My eyes were burning. "God, I think I'm the worst student here." I put my hands over my face. "Look at this mess!" I showed around the room.

Worry covered his features ,"Hey, hey, hey! You're not the worst student. Here, I'll help you."

I wanted to hug him so bad. He was the sweetest person I've ever met, truly. But I still felt bad for not doing anything.

I wanted to get up, and help him, but he put his hands on my shoulders, "Leave it to me. Now watch."

Before I even got a chance to protest, he started cleaning everything up.

And for the next 5 seconds I watched him use his super speed, going from one corner to another, putting everything back in it's place. It was really something else.

My room was finally clean. Oh my God I could burst into tears.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I jumped from the bed and threw myself at him, hugging him like my life depended on it. He chuckled and hugged me back.

He whispered, " Now I wish i could also run through your mind, 'cause I know something's bothering you, but unfortunately, I can't." Even that made me smile.

"It's okay. My room being normal again is enough." I broke the hug, taking my papers that were due tomorrow. "I should probably get to—"

"Oh and I forgot to mention, while I was walking around, I accidentally heard Professor say something about this specific assignment..." He explained, taking the papers from me. Was he sent here to take care of my problems? I really wanted to know.

"No way. What's in it for you?" I asked suspiciously.

"I am in your room. I am talking to you. And you're asking what's in it for me?" He raised his eyebrows and I felt my neck burning.

"Well if i'm such a prize, you should come here more often." I meant it in a joking way, but it just sounded...wrong.

He smiled, "Oh, I will, don't worry."

#x men comics #x men first class #x men x reader #xmen #peter maximoff #peter maximoff x reader #quicksilver #evan peters fanfic #evan peters x reader #evan peters #ahs #ahs fanfic

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mossghosst · 5 months

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2012 april redeisgn cause no one gets her like i do esp the writers

i don’t actually have any big issues with her deisgn it’s just symbolic of how i’m rewriting her in my head because she was done so incredibly dirty

anywya. list of headcanon things slash things i’d change under the cut

it’s mentioned like once that she’s good at science maybe i think?? (i can’t actually remember if that happened LMAO) cool im taking that and RUNNING with it

she is good at science but likes focusing on outer space cause she feels a weird connection to it hm i wonder why!! she loses her MIND during the space arc she is having the time of her life nd taking notes and everything

so she focuses on astronomy and learning abt space :D she probably watches space hero’s w leo cause space but points out all the scientific inaccuracies

i kinda incorporated that into her design too, with the stars on her shirt and shorts (sewn in by mikey :) i think they deserve to be bffs)

instead of the stupid ass donnie centric intro in canon, BEFORE the turtles see her, we see her talking to her dad abt either his work or talking to him abt space or school or SOMETHING so we get her character before we see how the turtles (cough. donnie) view her cause what is that canon intro

i keep the love triangle HOWEVER. instead of the writers never giving her an actual response to it! she is uninterested in both of them and just doesn’t know how to tell either of them without hurting their feelings. eventually in like the farmhouse arc she does and it ends there. i tjink the bigfoot thing happens but when donnie talks to her she’s like oh it’s not bc you’re a mutant it’s cause i just see you as a friend and you lowk were being really weird abt it. can we be friends still girly and they are! i think casey notices donnie not pursuing her and asks one of them abt it and smth similar happens so they’re all FRIENDS. AS IT SHOULD BE!!

she is also a lesbian cause i’m a lesbian lolz but i think she doesn’t figure it out until later in the series

i think she and karai can be haters to eachother for awhile but eventually they should get to be friends. they meet up and beat the shit out of eachother (train together). shout out to girls who were intended for a greater purpose they had no say in with parental issues

she evaporates both donnie and casey and they stay dead (/j i love them so no. it’d be funny to me though)

#tmnt #2012 tmnt #tmnt 2012 #april o'neil #2012 april #2012 tmnt fanart #mossghosstdoodles

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princessconsuela120 · 11 months

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Chapter one: A Well Respected Man —✧

Series masterlist

Chapter Warnings: mature themes, cursing, mentions of sex, mentions of pregnancy

Author’s Note: I’m so excited for this you guys, I can’t wait for it. Details will be up soon, explaining certain things like why Mr Garrison works at a convenience store and why they were on a science trip out of school! Keep an eye out!

—✧

“WELL, WELL, WELL, IF IT ISN’T LITTLE MISS MARSH. Back for another test?” The man at the cash register spoke, taunting me for the third time that day. Ironically enough, the face of my 4th grade teacher wasn’t the one I necessarily wanted to see at a time like this. Why I had to come to this store of all places was beside me, but hey, at least Garrison gives me half off prices. And considering this was the third test I was buying, I think I needed the boost.

He simply smirked, a smirk so evil I wanted to slap it off his face. He’d never understand, who could ever understand. He’d probably seen so many teen girls come here with the same tired eyed look on their faces, the same nervous attitude, and the same passive aggressive glare given every two seconds to remind him he was staring with too much curiosity once again. So instead of answering his question, I just shook my head, grabbing another box off the shelf and turning over to him.

“I think the first one was defective, the plus sign looked more like a division symbol. So I’m not convinced.” I said, deciding to be civil enough to speak, seeing as he was the only person who had spoken to me all day, and is probably the first person to find out that I was actually having the worst intervention of my life.

I reached onto the counter to grab the bathroom key, the one I had already used three times today, only for it to be pulled away from me. As I looked up, I met a tilted stare from Mr Garrison, who was holding the keys out of my grasp.

“That’s the third test today, mama bear. Your eggo is preggo, no doubt about it.” He taunted, spitting words at me as if they were nothing. I tried to pretend my heart wasn’t beating a mile a minute. It was probably beating even faster than that, I felt like I was about to throw it up with how high it was in my chest, but I didn’t dare admit that. See, if no one saw the fear, I didn’t have to acknowledge it either. Besides, Stan would be here to pick me up any minute, and I couldn’t risk that confrontation of how nervous I must’ve looked.

“It's really easy to tell.” A girl beside the counter said adding to the conversation, though it was the first time I had even noticed I wasn’t the only one in the store. “Is your nipples real brown?” She asked, earning a concerned look from both me and the cashier. I just rolled my eyes at the comment, holding my hand out as a silent signal I needed the key now.

“Yeah. Maybe your little boyfriend's got mutant sperms.” He teased, wiggling his eyes brows. “Knocked you up twice.”

I only scoffed, not wanting to even bring up the fact that the father wasn’t in fact my boyfriend, and the possibility of him having mutant sperm wasn’t expectantly low considering our colorful free time as children.

“Silencio, old man.” I rolled my eyes and shook my hand to remind him I was waiting for the key. “Look, I just drank my weight in Diet-Coke, and I gotta go pronto.”

He looked down at my hand, then over to the half-empty coke can in my hand, the 10th one today, I’m sure he knew that.

“Well, you know where the lavatory is.” He said, handing me the key as I rushed to the bathroom.

“Pay for that pee stick when you're done! Don't think it's yours because you marked it with your urine!” He shouted after me, but I was too focused to answer.

I still remember the day we did it, like it was yesterday. I remember all of it, every second. I remember how it made me feel, how he made me feel. I remember the euphoric feeling that came with it, the way he smelt, the way he looked. I remember the chair, it was leather.

I remember the things he’d say to me, the way he held me as if I was the most fragile thing to walk the earth. Like I was glass. Like I would break if he held me wrong.

I remember the music. Fleetwood Mac. Mostly. Dreams played almost on repeat for the majority of it. I had never even heard that song until that day, he had told me it was one of his favorites. It's one of my favorites now too.

I remember the bed. How it was just a mere few feet away from where we were, but he wanted the chair. I remember him saying, how it was closer with the chair. How I would be completely in twinged with him on the chair. Because he wanted me to be close, he craved the touch.

I remember the way he made me feel, and I hate that. Because I loved it. I loved it so much, I never wanted it to end.

And now here I was, sighing as I splashed some water in my face to dry and get rid of the dread that lingered on it. Hoping that maybe if I splashed enough water on my face, maybe the bags under my eyes would glow down the drain with all the water.

It didn’t.

I shook my face, letting off all the water that was in my hair, and grabbed both the now used test and the keys and headed back out to the register.

“What's the prognosis, Fertile Myrtle? Minus or plus?” Garrison asked. I shook the test, letting out all the air that was building up in my chest and slamming the keys down onto the counter

“I don't know. It's not seasoned yet. I'll take some of these.”

I grabbed a licorice rope from beside the counter and set it out with the empty pregnancy test box to pay.

“No. There it is,” I sighed again, scrunching up my face in disgust while shaking my head. “That little pink plus sign is so unholy.” I grumbled, shaking the test. Getting more and more violent with the shaking, hoping that maybe if I whole hard enough, it would disappear.

“That ain't no Etch A Sketch. This is one doodle that can't be undid, home skillet.” Mr Garrison said, reading my mind, the bastard. I just rolled my eyes, quickly paying before tossing the test in the trash on my way out.

Three tests, three damned home pregnancy tests, and all had to be positive. As if my life as little miss princess of South Park wasn’t enough. I wasn’t even ‘princess’ I didn’t wanna be. I guess with my perfect track record, and my amazing ability to fish my brother and our friends out of trouble, that made me a princess. I sort of was in a way, to my dad at least. His little girl, his Junebug. I could only imagine what he’s do if he knew.

I think when it came down to it, telling my family had to be the worst part. Stan would probably kill Kyle, or at least try to before getting drunk and probably end up hurting himself. My dad would most likely do the same, which would also end in him being drunk. And my mom, I could only imagine the look of disappointment she’d give me, the kind of look that sears into your heart and stabs and stabs, until you're utterly numb from the pain. Or who knows, maybe I’d never tell them.

—✧

“I’m a suicide risk.” I sauntered, mumbling into my small phone, making sure no one was around to hear. Even if I was home alone, you could never be too cautious.

“Juno?” Kenny’s scratchy morning voice rang from the other side of the phone.

Kenny McCormick, I swear sometimes he was my saving vice. He’s been my best friend since kindergarten when we used to get slushies together at the 711, until our brains were frozen and we almost puked our brains out. I could talk to him for hours on end and never get tired of it. In our group dynamic, sure we all loved each other, but when it came down to it we all knew Kyle and Stan were best friends. It was always silently known that Kenny was my best friend, Cartman floating around somewhere between the cracks. It was as if all the words I said, Kenny already knew.

“No, it's Morgan Freeman. Do you have bones that need collecting?” I remarked, rolling my eyes at him as if he could see me through the phone. I heard his airy giggles through the phone.

“Only the one in my pants.” He joked, still laughing at his own joke. I could feel my heart almost drop as I went over the words in my head. Who knew saying two words would be so hard. And to Kenny. I just stood there, collecting myself, sitting in my agony for another 20 seconds before blurting it out.

“I'm pregnant.” It was almost a whisper. Like even if no one else was home, somehow, someone would hear me.

“What? Actually?” He asked, all of the sudden eager and attentive, probably sitting up and now engaged in my words. Of course he was, this was almost as exciting as having died every day for his entire middle school experience. For Kenny, this was probably even more exciting.

“Yeah. Yeah, it's Kyle’s.” He didn’t say anything, I could see his eyes raise in my head, the one he did when she was shocked. He was probably sitting on hid bed, mouth open slightly with his eyebrows raised.

“Kyle Broflovski?” He asked, not to anyone in particular, seeing as he already knew he was the only boy I had ever done anything with.

“It's probably just a food baby. Did you have a big lunch?” He asked, making me roll my eyes.

“No, this is not a food baby, all right? I've taken like three pregnancy tests, and I am for shiz up the spout.” I rambled.

“How did you generate enough pee for three pregnancy tests?” He chuckled, I rolled my eyes. “That's amazing.”

“I don't know.” I grumbled, rubbing my forehead in frustration. “I drank like 10 tons of Diet-Coke. Anyway, dude, I...I'm telling you I'm pregnant, and you're acting shockingly cavalier.” It was quiet again, then he sighed.

“Is this actually for real? Like you aren’t just fucking with me? Cartman didn’t put you up to this did he? Or are you actually telling me the truth?” He asked, making me sigh even louder than before.

“Unfortunately, yes.” He paused again, then a nervous chuckle left his lips.

“Oh, my God.” I shook my head, slapping my hand on my side, rolling my eyes at how he was just now acknowledging it. “Oh, shit. Phuket, Thailand.”

“There we go. That was the emotion I was searching for on the first take.” I said, making Kenny scoff on the other line.

“Does Stan know? How are you not dead yet?” He asked, making me roll my eyes again.

“No, Stan doesn’t know. And I’m planning on ending this whole thing before he even finds out.” I shuddered, still afraid of what Stan’s reaction would be. Ken’s right, he would kill me. No, he’s my brother, he would never kill me. He would however, get as close as humanly possible to killing me, without actually laying a finger on me. And then he’d go and actually kill Kyle. Cause let’s face it, he’s a boy, he needs to take his anger out on someone and it sure as hell ain’t his baby sister.

“So, are you gonna go to Unplanned Parenthood or Women Now? Cause you know you need a note from your parents for Unplanned Parenthood.”

“Yeah, I know. No, I'm gonna go to Women Now

just because they help out women now.” I shook my head, still running my hands down my face. This wasn’t real. To me, this wasn’t real, this was shit. This was complete and utter bull shit that would wash away in the morning.

“Want me to call for you? I can say you’re my girlfriend, it always works?” He asked, as I shook my head.

“No, I can call, and I’m slightly concerned that you have enough experience to know it's worked before.” I glanced out my window at my truck, squinting my eyes to calculate whether or not it was the appropriate size or not. “But I do need your help with something. It's critically important.”

—✧

“You know, heavy lifting can really only help you at this point.” Kenny teased, making me roll my eyes. We were both currently trying to lift and shove the most magnificent discarded living room set I had ever seen, into the back of my truck. It was tough, and I was doing most of the work, but we were getting there. It started with the chair, just like most other things. The chair was first.

“Seriously.”

“You were bored? That's how this miracle came to be?” He asked, gesturing to my stomach that wasn’t yet pudgy. I shook my head. No I wasn’t bored, I wanted it. I wanted him, Kyle. It’s weird to say it, that that was what I actually wanted. At first I thought it was a rebellion thing but, I really liked him. I mean I really really liked him. And he was sweet. To me he was. The boy who held my hand the whole time, and made sure I was 100% okay for the whole of it. I didn’t go into it wanting to care about him, but I didn’t go into it bored either. But I came out with a baby, that was the problem.

“No. No, no. The act was premeditated.” I said, sighing with relief when we finally fit the chair in the car. “I mean the sex, not the whole, like, "let's get pregnant" thing.” Kenny nodded, having understood where I was going before we both slumped against my car, taking a break before we drove off.

“So when did you decide that you were gonna screw Kyle?” Kenny asked, wiggling his eyebrows at me teasingly. I smiled, remembering fondly when it happened.

“Well, like...A year ago, in Science class.”

I never paid attention, ever, he did though. See, even before the sex I had always been friends with Kyle, ever since we were little. Due to Stan being my brother, and Kyle being his best friend, I basically grew up with him. Class was never dull with him. He always tried to pay attention, I always tried to take that attention away. It always worked. It was the only class we didn’t have with the rest of our friends, and Kyle was unfortunate enough to sit next to me. Something was always being thrown at him, either my pen, my paper clip, I was almost always targeting him with paper planes. But it was different that day. It was the day before the sex, we had been sitting idly by in Science class when I got a note. It was odd, Kyle never was the note giver, but who was I to argue. It was a small notecard, where his notes should have been instead was a makeshift drawing of me, Kyle, and my brother. It was a remade picture of one from when we were little, me in the center with Kyle kissing my left cheek and Stan kissing my right. It was adorable, and when I looked over at Kyle to smile at it, it was almost as if he could read my mind. I think that’s when I knew, when he smiled at me.

“You love him.” Kenny said, raising his eyebrows at me. I scoffed, shaking in disagreement.

“It's... no, it's actually...it's really complicated, okay? And I don't feel like talking about it in my fragile state.” I said, pretending to be worn out and tired. Kenny and I both chuckled before he smirked again.

“So, what was it like humping Kyle’s scrawny bod?” He teased, but I didn’t roll my eyes this time. I just smiled, god the memory is still so vivid in my mind.

“Magnificent.”

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One thing Kyle took way too seriously was the way he looked. His parents always coddled him with love, he could never tell the difference between seriousness and bias. So he took very very delicate pride in his appearance.

After Kenny and I had taken the living room set and successfully moved it out front of the Broflovski household, he took off while I sat outside, waiting for the Ginger’s ultimate appearance.

“Hi, how are you sweetheart.” Mrs Broflovski said, a sweet smile on her face as she excited the house, not saying a word about the full living room set on her lawn. She knew about the chaos that surrounded her sims friend.

“Mrs Broflovski, hi.”

“Oh darling you know to call me Sheila, please don’t be ridiculous.” She said cheerfully, slightly calming my nerves.

“Right, Sheila. Is Kyle home?” I asked, fiddling with my fingers, remembering why I’m here in the first place.

“He’s actually just upstairs getting ready for Basketball practice.”

“Oh okay.” She smiled again, sending my nerves.

“That’s a very pretty chair.” She said kindly, about to get in her car. I nodded.

“Yeah, yeah I thought so.”

“Well you have a good day sweetheart, don’t get into any trouble.” She said kindly, waving goodbye.

“Bye Mrs Bro-Sheila.” I said, which made her smile even more.

—✧

*cue A well respected man by the kinks.*

If there was one thing Kyle Broflovski was best at, it was his appearance, though he never would think it was. You’d think with the amount of time he took getting ready he had pampered himself to death, but he spent most of the time staring in the mirror, fixing his hair. He cared more about his appearance than most things. Due to the small mixup in 4th grade when he was deemed ugly by the female study body, he was always more conscious about himself. I felt bad honestly, I ranked him 1st on the list, but the girls didn’t listen to my bias based on my friends group. Now the poor boy spends all of his time carefully catering to each quality of himself that may be an imperfection. I don’t know why, I thought he was beautiful.

I still remember the day it happened, Kyle had me wear his t-shirt, because I had forgotten to bring pajamas with me and he didn’t want me to be uncomfortable. I think those were the sorts of things that made me like him so much, how he cared more about others than himself.

He wore almost the exact same outfit everyday, you’d think he had 6 identical orange jackets. He probably did, but that wasn’t the point. He wakes up in the morning, always showers before school. Whenever we’re at school I can always feel the dampness of his hair, which always smells like aloe Vera, in the best way possible. And I swear, he must wash that jacket everyday, it always smells like laundry detergent. He shakes his hair out, makes sure all his curls are in place, then pulls on the same outfit. His curls loosely hang out of his hat. The epitome of beautiful, who knew a boy could be so pretty.

“Hey, Ky.” I chirped, sitting in the chair that I stole.

“Hey Jo, cool tiger.” His eyes locked with mine and I couldn’t help but look down, chuckling nervously which he didn’t yet pick up on.

“I swiped it from Ms. Rancik's lawn.” I said proudly, making Kyle smile back at me. “My, your shorts are, like, especially green today.” I said, making Kyle chuckle as he looked down at his basketball shorts.

“My mom uses color-safe bleach.” He said awkwardly, making me nod.

“Go, Sheila.”

“I'll tell her.” He chuckled, smiling slightly as he looked at me.

“I got,” he gestured in front of him. “I’ve got basketball so…” I didn’t let him finish, figuring I’d rather rip off the bandaid quickly then drag this on any longer.

“So guess what…” I asked, making eye contact again. He raised his eyebrows, chuckling nervously at my own nerves.

“What’s up Jo?”

There it was again, that same silence that came before I told Kenny. It was almost painful to tell him, I could feel his stare stabbing into my chest. So I took one last deep breath, then I ripped the bandaid.

“I'm pregnant.”

He did say anything for a bit, just stared at me blankly while I chewed on my lip. He pointed to himself, and I nodded, confirming it was his. I could feel the shock he was going through. I expected him to run. I’m not sure why but I did. He didn’t run, instead he raised his hands, only to slam them back at his sides. Then he ran his fingers through his hair, and began to stutter.

“W-What should we do about...?” He asked, stuttering. He was petrified, Kyle was rarely petrified. And he was stuttering, Kyle could always keep his composure, in fact he articulated his words so much you could almost always hear every single detail of a word he said.

“Well, you know, I was just…” I shook my head, shifting in the chair. “I was thinking I'd just nip it in the bud. You know, before it gets worse. Because they were talking about, in health class, how pregnancy...It can often lead to an infant.” I remarked, and Kyle nodded along, almost still too stunned to speak.

“Usually, yeah. Yeah. That's what happens when

our moms and teachers get pregnant.” He said, making me nod. Then the silence came back, awkward silence. I hated it, that never happened between Kyle and I, but then again neither did this. He seemed too stunned to speak, to look at me even.

“So you're cool with that, then?” I asked, making him quickly jolt to look up at me.

“Yeah, yeah. Jo, I mean, you know, just, I guess…Do whatever you think you should do, you know?” He said carefully, and I could practically see the sweat dripping down his forehead. He looked at me, I looked away.

I know it shouldn’t have, but his okay mess with the fact I was getting rid of it make me sort of disappointed. We were to young yes, but I guess I kinda wanted him to fight me on that. You know, that maybe he’d want to keep it, just because it was something that would bond us for life. I know that sounds stupid in retrospect, we were 17, 18, we weren’t ready to be parents. I knew he was right.

“Well,” I said, getting up from my chair. “I'm sorry I had sex with you. I know it wasn't, like, your idea.” I started collecting my things, Kyle still staring at me in shock.

“What? Whose idea was it?” He asked, but I ignored him. Honestly I wanted to be anywhere but here right now.

“I'll see you at school, all right?” I gave him a pat on the back and began walking back to my truck. A pat on the back, I gave him a pat on the back as if I wasn’t pregnant with his child.

“Whose idea was it?” He mumbled quietly, before I got in my car, and drove off. The shame was on me if I thought that that was the hard part.

#south park x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #kyle broflovski

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yume-chin · 8 months

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hey!! if you’re taking requests, i’d like to request the rottmnt boys falling for a fem! reader who’s basically like your stereotypical raph. she loves fighting, loves working out, loud asf, short-tempered, blunt, sarcastic, cursed with resting bitch face, all that jazz. but, once you get to know her, she’s actually really funny and sweet. NEVER afraid to speak her mind, so she may come across as rude or sassy at times, but she never really means to be. DEFINITELY has mild adhd and is on the autism spectrum. 🫶

Hey! Thank you so much for the request!!

I was already working on the request you made before but this addition excited me a lot!!

For this reason, I hope I was able to at least comply with your request. I tried with all my might to best represent Raph's character but in some pieces I don't seem to have succeeded, I still hope you enjoy it, happy reading.

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A particular first meeting

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Request: @jiujiubean

Warning: violence (not excessively), protagonist with autism and ADHD (I didn't want to put it in the warnings but if this topic might bother someone it's better to warn them) and bad english (It's not my first language)

Genre: She/her

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It was a quiet winter night in busy New York. Four mutant turtles sprinted through the darkness of the city looking for criminals to beat up and bring to justice. Difficult task for any normal person, but not for them who was their reason for living, to protect New York and their inhabitants from any bad guy who wants to destroy it or who wants to harm those who live there.

The evening continued for a while in total tranquility until suddenly an enormous noise shattered that beloved quiet that until recently had kept the four young people company.

The noise came from an alley not too far from the four and so it didn't take them long to arrive to see what was happening.

Initially everything seemed normal until the unconscious body of one of the Foot Clan members landed at their feet.

“To be able to throw a body like this, the person who did it must certainly be very big and strong” thought the four, unaware of what they would find themselves in front of.

Not having a good view from where they were at the time, they decided to approach out of curiosity and hid in the shadows to have a better view of the whole scene.

What they saw left them completely stunned and astonished.

A person of short stature was fighting against other members of the foot clan and managing to keep up with everyone. He almost seemed to be able to predict every little attack that came his way and intervene accordingly and between dodges and precise blows, one by one he defeated them all.

They still remained there trying to see the face of the person who had just finished fighting but they soon realized that his face was partially hidden by a black mask that left only his e/c eyes exposed. In addition to the eyes, some h/l h/c hair disheveled from the fight that had just ended were visible and some of this hair was stuck to the forehead due to the light layer of sweat that had formed.

-WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING LETTING THERE?! YOU NOW MADE ME LATE FOR TRAINING! GET UP, I WANT TO FINISH DESTROYING YOU!! - you shouted, moving one of the members of the foot clan lying on the ground with your foot.

-You act so boastful and then deep down you're a wimp...- you spat annoyed and then snorted.

Suddenly, to the surprise of all four of they, you took off your mask to take a breather and wiped away some of the sweat with the back of your hand before bending over to the backpack you had just reached and taking out a pack of damp handkerchiefs to clean your hands.

-How disgusting...- was the only thing you said as you continued to clean your hands with a disgusted face.

Just then Mikey accidentally poked the dustbin near his hideout catching your attention.

You immediately became defensive, staring into the darkness in their direction and the boys jumped at your sudden movements.

-who is there?!-

None of the four moved and so you immediately grabbed your phone to light up in their direction. Your eyes widened at the sight.

-What are you?- you asked, keeping the flashlight towards them to avoid missing any of their movements.

Leo stepped forward - well, doesn't it seem obvious? we're turtles - the young man teased you.

-Ah, thank you very much for the explanation, now everything seems normal to me and I will go home calmly as if I hadn't seen anything strange like four talking turtles with bands and weapons... yes, thank you very much-

-You see that we understand each other, huh?- Leo replied

-I was being ironic anyway- you snorted, thus triggering Donatello's curiosity, perceiving you to be partly similar to him.

-Can you tell me what you are and what you are doing here? I want to know if I have to kick your ass or I can go home... you know how it is, it's late to be around-

-My brother is right- said Raph, -we are mutant turtles...- he added, -ninjas and teenagers- concluded Mikey.

You stood there looking at them one by one without ever meeting their gazes - it would be hard to believe if you weren't in front of my eyes...-

-But you're still afraid of us, aren't you?- Leo asked

-Mh?-

-I say, it's true that you didn't have any particular reactions but you're avoiding our gaze as one would avoid a monster's gaze- Leo replied

-I can safely tell you that you are wrong Red-eared slider-

Leonardo stood there looking at you -so why are you avoiding our gaze?-

Donatello intervened -Asperger? True?-

You nodded causing confusion for the other three.

-What are you talking about Donnie?- Raph asked looking towards his brother.

-He just confirmed a doubt I had, he has Asperger's syndrome, a high-functioning autism spectrum- Viola clarified.

-Ah, well, then I'm sorry for accusing you... anyway, nice to meet you, I'm Leonardo- he held out his hand to you without however receiving a shake from you who remained there staring at his hand.

Leo seemed to get annoyed by this but you immediately explained - I don't feel comfortable having physical contact with someone I don't know unless it's for a fight, don't take it amiss Leonardo. Anyway, I'm Y/n, nice to meet you- you bowed slightly in greeting.

-No problem, anyway they are Raphael, Donatello and Michelangelo- he introduced the brothers, pointing to them one by one.

-Anyway, you're fantastic at fighting!!- Mikey cheered, -where did you learn??- he asked.

-Let's say I was forced to do Kickboxing to let off steam and solve my anger problems but just today these failures blocked me and made me miss the lesson I had and so I thought it was appropriate to take lessons with them-

-Well, you're right to channel your anger and vent it in a sport like that, it's very useful- Raph complimented.

-Said then by a giant turtle with anger problems- Leo teased, triggering a blush from his older brother.

You laughed - but I can say that I'm happy to have missed the lesson, so I have the opportunity to get to know you - you smiled sincerely.

-Awww! You're so kind Y/n!! - Mikey approached to give you one of his mega hugs only to be blocked -n-not naw please- you smiled a little uncomfortably and then gently caressed the younger's shoulder -sorry! I did not think about it! but anyway I feel honored by this caress - he chuckles happily.

-Anyway, it's too late to go home alone, let us accompany you- the redhead proposed

-Do you have anything else to do? I don't want to disturb-

-No way!! We were on patrol anyway, and then we'd like to help a new friend, wouldn't we guys? - asked the blue one only to be followed by the three brothers who nodded to his question.

-Thanks guys, I really appreciate it- you smiled and then walked towards home chatting and joking with your new four friends.

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I really hope you enjoyed it and thanks for reading. ♡

I remind you that requests for TMNT (2012, bayverse, rise and mayhem) are still open so if you have any ideas come forward :)

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honey-minded-hivemind · 3 months

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Okay but what if it turns out that Rouge's and Gambit's future child was kidnapped by one of their enemies and wasn't actually sent back to the future?

Ooooo... That's a good one! Let's see what we can do:

Having their child gone was one of the worst things in their lives.

They'd been rejected, had insane exes, dealt with Sentinels, and gone through betrayal and heartbreak. But losing their own child, their own future bébé... It was a new wound, one that kept bleeding no matter how many times they tried to close it.

Wolverine is the one who finds the evidence.

It's footprints, pressed into the dirt from boots, large... and squished next to it is smaller prints, impossibly small, that could only belong to one person...

"They took 'em..." Rogue says, and feels her chest fill with fear. Their child, HER baby, isn't even past age seven. Who would kidnap their child?

A deadman.

"C'mon, we're goin' after 'em!" she shouts.

"Oui, cher... No one takes our petit bébé."

"Well, I'm coming along, too. Someone needs to track 'em down," grunts Wolverine. Rogue and Gambit can tell he's just as worried about their child, who he's like an uncle to.

Tracking them down doesn't take longer than half a day. That's still half a day too long. Reader is a child, they're sweet, they're loving, and they don't deserve this to happen them. They should have been safe, sleeping back at the Institute, where they would have asked the two of them to make breakfast, while bluntly asking why they won't kiss...

Heh.

After this, they might do just that.

Seeing the way the other Southern mutant stays steady, the way they don't waver as they get closer to finding their future kid, knowing they'd do anything to keep them safe... Well. If they weren't attracted to them then, they sure are now.

When they find them, they see a group of armed men by a large truck. Their bèbè is being gripped tightly, their face scared.

"I don't care what the boss said, I say we sell the brat to highest bidder," argues one of the men.

"And the boss said they wanted them for themself. They think they're a kid of one of those X-Men," snorts the man squeezing Reader's arm.

"Well sh*t... That just means they're worth even more."

That sets the trio into motion.

Wolverine tears out, getting the men's attention on him, as Gambit and Rogue run over to where Reader was dropped. One man tried to get in their way, only to be met with a charged card to the face. (If there was any blood, they didn't care. If he still had a head, they didn't care. That b*stard wanted to hurt Reader, their petit, their bèbè, and that was unforgivable).

"HI, sugah," Rogue says carefully as she picks up Reader, who clings to her like a baby possum to its mama. "Are ya okay? Did they hurt ya?"

"Mama..." Reader sniffles, burying their head in her shoulder. Soft cries escape them, and all Rogue and Gambit can do is stroke their back, trying to calm them down.

"Shhh, mon petit bébé, Papa Gambit and Mama are here... It's 'kay..." Gambit tries. He's rewarded with a little hand wrapping around his finger, squeezing it tightly.

"Th-the-they wa-wanted to h-hu-u-urt me!" Reader wails, being hugged tighter between the two.

"Baby, why don't you stay with Gambit, okay, sweetheart? Mama needs to teach those mean men a lesson," coos Rogue, and Reader nods, switching their grip to Gambit and nuzzling him.

By the time Rogue is done with the armed men, they're within an inch of their lives, their energy drained to the point of unconsciousness. She can't help but spit on them, after what they've done. They aren't worth dirt, aren't worth her sympathy. They kidnapped and planned to harm a child. HER child. And they weren't walking away from it.

By the time she comes back, she makes sure to hide any stains that might show, not wanting to frighten Reader further. What she finds is them sleeping soundly against the swamp rat, who's holding them with the softest look in his eyes, gently carding his fingers through their hair.

"Did cher have fun?" he asks, glancing up at her for a moment.

"Hmph! Those bullies ain't gonna wake up for a month, if ever," she hisses out. She goes to take Reader, only to be pulled into a side-hug by Gambit.

"Cher... Gambit's thought 'bou' this... Gambit wants ta be with yaw... Do yaw want ta be wit' Gambit?"

"I do."

And just like that, they're a couple. The little one in their arms is who brought them together, and no matter what, they're gonna be by their side, every step of the way. If any monsters try to eat them, well, Mama can just eat their energy up so they can't come back. Not to mention Papa, who knows a few guild members who'd happily help out a fellow thief in need. Their bby is one of the best things to happen to them, and if anyone tries to hurt them, there will be h*ll to pay...

#honeycomb thoughts #platonic yandere marvel #yandere platonic marvel #platonic yandere xmen #yandere x-men #platonic yandere #platonic yandere x reader #platonic yandere marvel x reader #platonic yandere rogue #platonic yandere gambit

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It's another day in the lair, it's a rare day off for all the brothers, but none of them wanted to do a stream, and Donnie is doing maintenance on Shelldon, so River is going solo.

But this is not a stream, this is the guys lazing about relaxing.

Raph is soaking/submerged in the onsen, with the heater turned low, so like 70F/21C.

Mikey is basking while doing some rough drafts of a new piece he was commissioned to do. He's in a call with the person going over what they want. It's a day off from the restaurant, not the artistic rush.

Leo is going through a box that came with the fan mail. That apparently was all the questions someone didn't want to have drowned in chat, or pay to have it read.

"Why did they fill a box with fortune cookie sized pieces of paper with these questions? Why not just send a notebook?" He complains while pulling out a random slip, "I mean 'Do you guys breath through your butt like real turtles?' I mean that's one wild question to ask when they're supposed to not know we're actually mutant turtles. 'Do any of you lay eggs?' Well technically yes, but again why?"

Donnie looks up and lifts his goggles with a raised eyebrow. He only had a couple of things to put back on Shelldon left.

"I have questioned the sanity of our various fans from the beginning. Like the 300 at least people that were just watching me test the first model I had rigged." Donnie stated while carefully putting the last piece into place, "Maybe we should bring in your boyfriend, see if the views go up? Hmm?"

Leo starts to blush, and almost threw the box at him, but noticed a question that made him smirk.

"I remember Dee mentioned a girl called K, are they dating? If not is he available?"

Donnie sets Shelldon down as he turns back on, deceptively calm, then he uses his Ninpo to create a Nerf Gun (real guns are for villains only), and starts to rapid fire at Leo who runs to avoid getting hit, because those darts do hurt, alot.

This goes on for a few minutes before Leo tripped over the box that he dropped. Donnie then shot him in the back of the head one last time.

"We are even for now. Shelldon are your systems running properly?" He askes his robot son.

Shelldon lets out a digital turtle chirp, "Everything is running Awsome Dude!"

"So, we need to check over your grammar protocol, I see." Donnie is a bit unamused. His wrist computer dings with a message, "Oh River sent a message, I wonder what she needs?"

"DAD! I WANT TO TAKE A BREAK! AND I CAN'T LOWER MY VOICE PLEASE HELP!!!!!!" The message came through at full volume, that was near deafening.

"Shelldon, go take over for Sister, I need to do some debugging on her voice." Donnie instructs as he tries to make sure his hearing isn't damaged. Then went to grab his laptop.

Mikey was glad his call had ended during the chase, because he now didn't need to explain, well that loud noise, and that no it wasn't his kid, but his brothers.

Leo just stayed on the ground, and checked the live stream to see what might have caused Rivers volume to get messed up. He then sent the clip to April about their fans asking if she's hot, and single. And also a message to Raph just so he doesn't worry about the shouting.

Donnie brings a laptop and Rivers robot body, that's whimpering very loudly, because not even switching to the robot fixed her broken volume.

"Sigh, Alright River let's find out what went wrong." Donnie says as he connects to River to run a diagnostic check.

Leo gets up and gives River some pets and Mikey joins him, which leads to very loud digital purring.

"Heh, she has like the opposite problem of when we yell really loud, instead of loosing her voice, it just got stuck at max level." Leo jokes while still comforting his robot niece.

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Masterpost

I didn't know where to go from there, I just figured I'd write a little behind the scenes post.

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darth-sonny · 1 year

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Besides his arm does Leo have any Krang powers or abilities?

yessss!!!! been thinking about this one!!

Enhanced Healing Factor

Leo's pretty conflicted about this one. on one hand, it's cool. dope. real bad injuries get healed in like, hours, so that means he won't go to the medbay anymore and that's a win in his book

on the other hand, this is what made him realize what Prime did to him soooooo.....can't win 'em all

Super Strength

he's considerably a lot stronger than he was before everything. not ridiculously strong but..stronger. like, this kinda stronger but amplified 6x (just imagine for wholesome sake thats it's Mikey and Donnie)

Echoed Voice/Distorted and Glitchy Vocals

Leo actually thought this was a pretty cool new trick at first. he doesn't really know the biological specifics of it (and at this point in his life he's honestly given up on trying to codify his mutant/yōkai/human margarita blend genes) but it's cool, he actually liked it

then he did the mistake of trying to show it off to his family. the (very brief) looks of fear everyone gave him was enough to get him to stop and not bring it up again

(the fam feels guilty about it, especially since their reactions were instinctual)

Crown/Halo of Eyes

this is my personal favorite thing Leo can do. it only happened when he's really pissed, like terrifyingly so, or when he's alone and wants to have a small sense of security where he needs to know that no one will come up to him without him knowing

under Prime, the eyes were a mix of golden yellow and neon pink. under Leo, they're his signature electric blue

Control Over Kraang

this is something that Leo and the Hamatos will never find out about, but Leo now has a small amount of control over anything Kraang

like, say, the Kraang zombies or the Kraang demon dogs. he'll say a command and they'll do it. it even extends to Subprime and Sister Kraang; if he shouts for them to shut the fuck up, they will shut the fuck up, even if it only lasts for a little while

(no, it does not work on Raph. dude ripped off his infection so he's no longer Kraang in Prime's eyes)

#ron corcillo answered a question on twitter about ranking the boys on a power scale (first raph then leo then mikey with donnie last)#and it think that's the strength scale for the healing arc #donnie pissed in the bg that he's now the weakest bitch in the family #sonny answers #prime leo au

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windsweptinred · 5 months

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10 Characters/10 Fandoms /10 Tags

Thank you for the tag @two-hands-toward-the-sun, this took me on a deep delve of my fandom past! Time to roll out my gaggle of glorious bastards again...

1. Ken Ichijouji - Digimon 02

Babies first blorbo. Puppy kicking, whip weilding antagonist who giveth not a shiteth. With a soul as black as his gloriously groomed locks. Who, by the power of love is transformed into the soggiest little puddle of twink you ever did see. Tragic backstory ✔️ A smorgasbord of issues ✔️ A realtionship with their rival/best friend so obbsessive, you're going to have a harder time proving this ship isn't a thing than it is. ✔️ Ken Ichijouji came with everything a young, naive millennial needed to make their first glorious steps into the world of fandom.

2. Ryou Bakura/Yami Bakura/Theif King Bakura - (Same body, they count as one!) Yu-Gi-Oh

Ryou Bakura - Adorable British cupcake with the soul of a traumatised lovecraftian cultist. Staring into the abyss while having afternoon tea. Gothic horror in a cream knit.

Yami Bakura - Actual murder floof, the walking personification of a horror podcast. In his wake trails body gore, supernatural mystery and gay subtext. Part demon, part Egyptian theif, 100% bringing sexy back. (bonus points: Florence)

Thief King Bakura - Traumatic back story maketh homicidal rogue. Wears red, has a social circle made up of ghosts and snake monsters... Is this not prime husband material?

3. Starscream - Transformers

Darling little duplicitous second in command of the Decepticons. Not just any 'Little Shit', THE 'Little Shit'. Simulatiously the dumbest and cleverest bot in any room. And that, my friends, takes a particular breed of talent. Negative traits, scheming, petty, fabulous. Postive traits, scheming, petty, fabulous. Repetitive attempts to off Megatron, play of either the power or fore variety. Not sure which, could be both.

4. Darth Maul/ General Armitage Hux- Star Wars

I will not and cannot choose a favourite between them. Instead, watch with wonder and awe as I neatly compress them into the same blurb...

Sad meow meow with self-worth issues does galactic war crimes to prove 'daddy' wrong. What do you mean my fixation with thwarting my archnemeis can't be classed as a hobby/career goal/life ambition? My voice can launch a thousand ships... Different circumstances, same truth. Such a pathetic little sausage, you'll want to sit them down and feed them soup. But they know atleast 101 ways to kill you with the spoon... So best not risk it.

5. Crowley - Supernatural

The diabolical king of cunt serving. Me and my athletic calves are doing this right thing for all wrong reasons...And you can't prove other wise! Alignment: Risk it for a biscuit. Four step program to deal with all life's problems: 1: flirt at it, 2: shout at it, 3: throw (please pick your chosen Winchester or, if pushed, tailor) at it. 4:... Yell bollocks and follow with a whiskey chaser.

6. Desire/Destiny of the Endless - The Sandman

Again, not picking. Desire, my darling little hell kitten. Destiny, my inglorious bastard in brown...

This is my world, you MFs all just live in it!

My emotions... Which I do not have, are the route cause of everyone else's problems.

Ah humanity, the dust bunnies upon which I sneeze.

Even in a glorified bathrobe, I'm still better then you, and you know it.

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that Dream of the Endless is a f*cking dumb ass.

7. Remy Lebeau (Gambit) - Xmen, Marvel Comics

Marvel looked at their collection of motley mutant misfits. And realised they had a morally dubious, disaster bi shaped hole to fill... And there Remy Lebeau has been for for 30 slutty, slutty years and counting. Sex in fushia pink spandex. Single handily keeping thievery in Americas top 50 kinks. Slowly exhausting the world's supply of playing cards... Must be considered a traitor to the cause atleast once a decade to keep his street cred. Must be considered a secret Summers brother atleast once a decade to keep his ego in check.

8. Jonathan Crane (Scarecrow) - Batman (DC)

Scythe wielding, reigning and defending Trick or treat world champion since 1941. The physical attributes of a Giacometti sculpture with the rustic aesthetic of the folk horror genre. Grumpy old man syndrome dialed up to eleven. Pets: Craw the crow, Nightmare the raven... Edward Nygma. Built a life manifesto based on a gothic novel... Oh captain, my captain.

9. Alfie Solomons - Peaky Blinders

All hail the great arisen god of Margate. Who looked upon Tommy Shelby and called him smol. Weilds tomfuckery like a pepper spray straight up the jacksie. Views betrayal as a bonding exercise. Somewhere in his words are the the meaning of life. Still awaiting the lab results as to whether this man is the anthropomorphic personification of chaotic neutral. Not even part of the egg and spoon race. Will still manage to win with a watermelon and a novelty spork.

10. Elias Bouchard - The Magnus Archives

(art by @felix-krain and @caligosatchel)

Cluedo character brought to life by malevolent eldritch entity for sexy end of the world shinnanigans. I suspect either Proffesor Plum or Reverend Green, professional opinions vary. Maintains the inability to move more than one square at a time when enacting nefarious schemes. Still has a preference for homicide by kitchenware. Comes with all the British, arch dilf energy of an Agatha Cristie villain. Taking the horrors from the hands of privileged elite and unleashing them on unsuspecting white collar workers. Eye, chin and tits first.

Whelp, that's my ten fictional characters/fandoms. Men folk (and Desire) addition. When I say I like them on the morally grey dulux colour chart. I'm not exaggerating. 😅

I'm tagging, at your pleasure @mashumaru @aisalynn @bobbole @tickldpnk8 @writing-for-life @marvagon @missingrache @rriavian @jazzy-a and @ibrithir-was-here

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unorthodoxx-page · 1 year

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Twitter Prompt snippets

I got a few prompts on twitter and one of them was the Magical Girl AU for rottmnt (which is very fun and interesting and the art and lore are AMAZING. created by @atruedonaldist if you want to check it out!) But I am a Precure fan and the new season is about to start soon.......... You can see where this is heading lol. I went the Precure route 😂

So without further ado, here are two snippets of Crack Treated Seriously (that’s an ao3 tag for people not familiar lol) I will be finishing this by the way.

Note: this one even pushes my envelop of crossover ideas lol. It’s fun for me though! Read at your own risk!

SNIPPET 1 - Leo POV

The floating dog actually isn’t odd enough to catch his attention. They see a lot of weird things in the corners of New York nowadays. They can’t exactly stop and investigate every flying mutant, yokai, alien…whatever that floats across the skyline. They’d never sleep if they tried, but he knows his brother, and Mikey’s nothing if not a bleeding heart when it comes to animals.

So Leo doesn’t say anything to the box turtle when he spots it. He watches with a raised eye ridge as the small dog wobbles through the air and takes another bite of his pizza. He lets his eyes slide to his left; Mikey hasn’t seen it yet. Good. He prays to all their ancestors that the dog thing disappears before his brother has the chance to notice it.

Geez, is it wrong to ask for one night without any weirdness? He snags another slice and checks his phone. They’re late. The others were supposed to be here fifteen minutes ago. He glances at the flying animal and scowls when it’s still visible. Can it go any slower? It’s like it wants to be seen. He shoots off another angry text. He and Mikey are sitting high in the skeleton of an abandoned building that’s supposed to serve as their hangout for tonight. Except that Raph and Donnie are late with April and the Casey’s. We’re going to get caught in something stupid, he thinks, I just know it.

Leo’s heart drops when a giant figure leaps onto the rooftops toward the flying dog.

“Hey,” Mikey says and he curses. “What’s that?”

“Hmm,” he says, “I don’t see anything.”

SNIPPET 2 - Leo POV

Leo flips his sword and falls into a deadly crouch next to Mikey. He’s tired of the destruction. He’s tired of the invasions, and he’s tired of the threat to his family. “This ends now.” They’re destroying this Monster if it’s the last thing they do.

There’s a snap. A gasp, and a blinding light that swallows the entire construction site, but Leo’s eyes never leave the Monster despite the intensity. The Monster flinches, metal arms coming up to protect its face, and that’s when they move, or they try to. A ball of light stops Leo in his tracks. It pulses against the dark of the sky before flickering into a pair of orange glasses. Leo takes an involuntary step back. What now? Mikey stumbles as an identical blue pair appears before him.

“The legendary Vison Visors-pyu!” Happy shouts. “They’ve awakened!”

“What!” Leo shouts. “can you please say something that makes sense?! Please!” Kingdoms, Negativity, Vision Visors. He can’t take any more ridiculousness.

“You must use them-pyu!” Happy continues, “they’re the only thing that can destroy the Monster-pyu!”

Leo shares a look with Mikey. He’s not sure if they can trust this floating dog, but they might not have a choice. They've beaten this monster into the ground at least ten times now, but it keeps getting up. They can’t let it rampage through the city, not when there’s a chance to stop it. Leo grabs the orange glasses. They’re big, chunky things with rounded edges, but he can feel the power vibrating from them with a single touch.

“Hey, Leo,” Mikey says. He holds up his blue pair with a small smile. “You wanna switch? Blue’s not really my color.”

I like the idea of their transformation devices being glasses/shades. if only I could draw!

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freestyle-crocodile-trashpile · 2 years

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Headcanons of what's like to date 2003! Turtles with Gender Neutral! Reader please?

A/n:I love doing these it's so cute. Thank you for requesting

Summary:what it's like to date the turtles

Type:hcs:turtles x gn reader

Version:2003

Donatello

He would always be there for you if you needed

And never tried to annoy you if he can tell if your annoyed he'll ask what's wrong

He's a bit sensitive when it comes to you since he's doing something that he knew could be avoided

But you don't have to reassure him since after thinking about it hell convince himself that he did nothing wrong

But every special day that celebrates you to in some way he'll make you some both beneficial and something you won't find boring

Like if your into animal and have a car he'll make a custom phone holder that eont block the ac and still hold your phone properly as your favorite animal

And speaking of favorites he remembers all your favorite things

And just knows cause he pays very close attention

He will always make you feel comfortable at the lair

And he caught you feeling bad or upset in any way he'll find a way to make you feel better

He also gives you messages if he knows you need one

He's great boyfriend and rarely gets mad at you

Nicest brother when it comes to dating

Michelangelo

He's away cracking Jokes or horrible pick up lines to make you laugh

He'll rarely tickle you though cause he knows when you tickle someone sometimes their flight or fight respond activates

And he'll especially won't tickle you if your a stay-ray mutant

But he's very sweet and aware in the relationship

He knows when you need him, when you need someone to vent to, he just knows and will always he there

He won't make you feel bad ever since he knows what it's like for people to make you feel bad

So he makes sure not to and if he does he Instantly notices and fixes it

He's touch starved to like very touch starved

To the point he'll beg for any type of physical contact from you cause he's tried of that feeling

So be prepared for that

He's a big Disney fan so he'll wake up winging Disney songs

Or he'll barg in you room with all star playing in the back ground

Overall funniest brother to date

Raphael

He's more romantic than his brothers

So be prepared for that

He'll find away to go on a date at a fancy restaurant or he'll set one up on a roof with flowers and a picnic

He's been ready to let this out

He's already got thr dates planed and of he needs to change them their changes in less then 3 minutes

He's also very uncertain

So he's been ready to date someone but he's so uncertain with himself that even though he plans dates doesn't mean he thinks their gonna go well

He's expecting you to all of a sudden break up with him and just leave completely

Hes ready for fights because he didn't something stupid or you just felt like it

But only let's you see a confident side of him

He actually sometimes wishes he could tell you but he can't his body won't let him

But besides that if he makes a bath for the two of you be ready

There's gonna be candle, flowers, bath salts, and bath bombs

So in all he's the most romantic out of all his brothers

Leonardo

He's very sweet yes but he's also a very big gentleman

He opens every door for you, kisses you hand, makes the date plan, all thst stuff

He won't let you leave your far unless he opened the open, but not with houses

He's very big on supporting you

So yes he would be that one mom shouting things to you at like a soccer game or something

He's very sweet

If you need it he make you tea, he'll give you a message, fetch things for you, etc

And he knows he's motivated beauty standard and doesn't look the best but he definitely trys to be more of a personality for you

So instead of saying things or asking how good he looks he will ask if he made you uncomfortable or upset at all at the end of every night

And if he did he'll ask what he did and note that so he doesn't do it again

So overall he's the biggest gentleman of his brothers

A/n:I hope you enjoyed

#tmnt #tmnt donatello #tmnt imagine #tmnt raphael #tmnt leonardo #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt x male reader #tmnt headcanons #tmnt x reader #tmnt 2003 #tmnt x gn reader #tmnt x you #tmnt 2k3 #tmnt 2003 x gn reader

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umhuhwellthen · 10 months

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I forgort I was gonna change my icon and header when it became august😭☠️

Anyway thoughts about Mutant Mayhem

Amazing

Little concerned about how the Leo crush is going to be handled, but so far so good..?

Also loved Splinter realizing how he could've ended up in SuperFly's place with his boys fighting him and fearing him, and being insane and like no, I am made of love, and if not for humans then for my boys

Also yes April!!!! Move on, you got news to report, actual public speaking tip I got when doing forensics you mess up to steamroll through ignore it it happens move on!!!

Her locker changed to April O'Hero and Beware April O'Neil

Wasn't expecting the boys to take off their masks but makes sense since they're out of the shadows and not being ninjas but normal teens!!!

Also how dare that bitch call herself an UTROM??? Utrom have been nothing but lovely and helpful to the turtles you can't just have the 03 human disguise colors and be an antagonist!!! But I will not deny it's a good direction and unexpected for people like me that have the view: utrom=good krang=bad, also HOLY SHIT THE SHREDDER????? Ooo love that they're going with a lot of 87 stuff in that krang and shredder we're working together ep1 and shredder was actually taking orders from krang because krang had superior tech and stuff

assuming the buff guy with the injured eye is Bishop, not expecting buff Bishop he was always slick and lithe and lean

OH WHAT IF THAT SUPER BUFF COMMANDO GUY ISNT BISHOP AND ACTUAL BISHOP COMES AND REPLACES CYNTHIA??? CUZ THE COUNCIL FINDS HER LACKING AND REPLACES HER

Iwonder if the movie or series will tackle how fickle popularity is, or how the humans view them

Or if they'll be a rallying of new yorkers like THOSE ARE OUR TURTLES AND WE WONT LET GOVERNMENT BASTARDS LIKE YOU HURT THEM!!!

Leonardo...best buy employee looking ass...

I wonder 🤔 if the series will have the turtles talking to a school counselor about any plans for the future and what kinda stuff they can do with that

BAXTER STOCKMAN DEAD FOR REAL???

the little cribs🥺🥺🥺 he really was gonna raise em up like little kids, concerning language with experiments on animals but maybe redemption or good guy???

Also I forgot who said it but when Superfly said he raise them himself and one of the shouted they were very well adjusted ! Like yes you are and that's why they had to stop they're unhinged brother who never really processed or move on from the traumatic event and became dead set on revenge

Movie brain worms I guess

#tmnt #tmnt mutant mayhem #tmnt mm #tmnt 2k23 #tmnt spoilers #spoilers #movie spoilers #tmnt mm spoilers #tmnt mutant mayhem spoilers #mutant mayhem spoilers #ay speaka

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even MORE turtle thoughts (just watched the movie again)

here's the last post and ofc, spoilers under the cut –

god where do i even begin

okay i forgot to shout her out last time but april was great !! i find it super interesting that her locker being fixed is the final shot of the movie before the mid-credits. i feel like that shot confirms this idea that april is kind of part of the turtle family and their theme of acceptance. they were both rejected by the people around them but through bonding and helping each other out, they were able to be viewed in a newer light, together

i think the theme/act of helping people is actually super crucial to the story, april revived her reputation because the turtles helped give her a story, the turtles are helped by humans to save the day because april saved their image, the turtles were saved by splinter because he cares about his boys and the mutants helped them with the mutagen ray because they realized there was more to family and belonging than any sort of violence, the entire pattern is super neat to me since well...

i feel like a lot of turtle iterations end up with the turtles thinking "we're the only ones who can do this" and it always weighs a heavy and isolating burden on them, so to see them actually receive this support and have them realize that they aren't alone in this, it seems like these guys are gonna have a much healthier upbringing than in the past!

speaking of support though, all of the mutants are in the sewers now??? they just have one big-ass cousin family?!?! bro i know at least one person will make some sort of The Family Madrigal-like parody with them, i don't know why that was the first thing i thought of but the potential is there

oh yeah and mondo had at least one rainbow bracelet i think, all of his bracelets are probably multicolored but i saw a pattern and just giggled with it

something else kinda funny was that aside from the shell-cracking, almost every turtle had a near death moment but was saved by family

like, mikey was about to be ran over TWICE (one during the Splinter flashback and again at the car mechanic fight, forgot who saved him after splinter), raph about about to get shot in the same fight before i think donnie intercepted it, and donnie was about to get completely crushed by a car before raph caught him

the only one who didn't almost fucking die (at least that i didn't notice) is leo and honestly considering past iterations, that's somehow scarier for him

during the movie, the boy i ended up focusing on the most was raph to my surprise (since tbh he was my least fav beforehand) but really i was able to grasp a lot more into each of the four this time around (which i'm sectioning because god these bullet points are long)

Mikey

my gut's telling me that mikey has a lot of potential conflict when it comes to a human life, since i think he's sort of shown as the most vulnerable of the turtles, he's always the one who wants to interact with the human world, to have a real connection to it and the people

but he's also the one who gets hurt the most often, from almost being run over, being the first one drained of blood by cynthia, and getting those black eyes. we see very clearly that he keeps getting hurt despite his goal and ideals being– basically the exact opposite.

even with that though, he's the one who perseveres and ends up being the kind of hope in the team, even if he presents himself as the silly guy, and i feel like that strength will carry throughout the series in the process

Donnie

donnie is a bit different this time around. people have already noted that he was considered the friendliest one by his brothers, which most versions of the team would give that role to mikey. i imagine that it comes from his fandom background where he may or may not have online friends (his phone had app icon colors that looked similar to twitter, snapchat and line or whatsapp).

though, it's been pointed out that donnie's interest in the human world contrasts to mikey, where he's more interested in the general culture and what is created out of them which is a bit more distant than mikey's interests.

side note but i genuinely thought donnie isn't really a stem kid at first with the problem solving he was giving in the movie, which in my head i thought would be the writer's attempts to avoid any savant syndrome qualities with him. though after thinking about it/looking through some articles, i imagine that his tech-qualities will be explored later and/or after he gets some public education.

Raph

raph was pretty interesting now that i really focused on him this time around. where, 1.) he might be the second nerdiest of the group, and 2.) he still might be a foil to leo's character.

when it comes to raph, he ends up being blocked as "anger issues" though it seems like very showmanship kind of aggression, like what you'd see on television than any sort of malice. and then it hit me: these kids were raised on martial arts/actions films. raph's favorite movie was legit confirmed to be bloodsport. i don't think raph is a violent warhammer more-so is he trying to be like the people he may look up to, which are action stars.

he also just views a lot of fiction as fact more than his brothers, like when he's the one to bring up that you're supposed to like school like in the movies. in a way, he's like a jeff winger nerd to donnie's abed.

the second thing to this is that raph seems to be the one who wants to distance himself from his family the most, though he admits to still loving them at the end of the day. he wants to differ himself from his brothers and splinter, so he does that by attempting to rebel and act like only type of "cool guy" he really knows, which luckily it seems like he enjoys doing it at least. this desire to distance himself is also likely what charges his need to be with humans, unlike mikey and donnie.

oh yeah, and something interesting is that raph was actually the first one to go to splinter when scared in the flashback, and it makes me think that something may have happened to change that dynamic to make him act the way he is now, that or its pure teenage rebellion

Leo

leo was kind of hard to grasp, maybe it was because i didn't relate to him as much, or he's just starting out, but what i got out of him now is still something that's hard to articulate.

at the start, leo was very distant from his brothers, staying in the shadow and following splinter's rules to a T. it made me wonder why exactly it was april to trigger his rebellious side and start being more in the group thereafter, but it seems like what connects leo to really anything is his own tangible relationships, or things he can really connect to in a non-conceptual way

yeah, he thinks humans are cool and wants to be with them as much as his brothers, but he puts his priorities on his family because he thinks that is all he can realistically have and doesn't strive for more. he looks up to his father since he thinks his wisdom is the best solution for his family's safety and happiness.

BUT, when he meets april, he goes "oh, pretty girl, i'll help her out" (which like, completely fair), and likely the plan was for nothing else in return. But it's when april befriends them does it really click to him that this impossible dream life is actually possible. and THAT'S the moment leo starts rebelling, going behind splinter's back, and getting closer with his brothers.

he acts on what he thinks is best for the people he loves and cares about, and his desires are more based on the people around him than himself or anything conceptual. it contrasts with raph since his desires center more around individuality than anything, so i feel like there's something that might happen between that. that or leo figures himself out before any conflict erupts in the process.

oh yeah and one last thing

in the mid-credits, when the boys are highlighted in cynthia's recordings, the boys end up being numbered out of order, where mikey is 1, leo is 2, donnie 3 and raph 4. this may not mean anything in the end but it feels a bit odd to be something non-important.

aside from that, i'd love to hear y'alls thoughts! i just had a lot in my mind and needed to put it somewhere (and apparently a lot is an understatement holy shi–)

#warning: this is a long post #mutant mayhem #tmnt #tmnt mutant mayhem #mutant mayhem spoilers

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Forgiveness in Three Phases

So this came out of nowhere not gonna lie. Was actually trying to finish a Turtle Tots story but then @somerandomdudelmao Cass Apocalypse series ended and I ended up using that as the fire under my feet to write this. This isn't a fanfic of that series or anything, just a result of me needing to emotionally work out my feelings through writing, so I felt like I should mention the impact it had on me and this story. Regardless, you should read Cass Apocalypse series anyways because it's amazing and everything I ever wanted in a comic and I can't recommend it highly enough! Seriously read it if you haven't! You won't regret it!

As for this story, it's a little bit of an experiment I wanted to try out. This takes place post- ROTTMNT movie and is basically Leo having a talk with each of his brothers about his sacrifice. It seemed like a typical idea for the fandom to explore so I wanted to try something a little different to make it feel a little more unique.

This story is told non-chronologically. It jumps between three different points in time, the talk with Donnie, the talk with Mikey, and the take with Raph. There are points where it intersects but mostly it jumps freely between. I did my best to make it easy to follow but let me know if anyone struggles.

Anyways that's really it. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle belongs to Andy Suriano, Ant Ward, and Nickelodeon. All rights go to them.

“Are you mad at me?”

“Yes,” Donnie replied instantly, leaning over the machine he was tinkering on, refusing to even look at Leo.

“No,” Mikey said before his gaze shifted. “Maybe a little.”

Raph sighed, looking so tired and small. “It's more complicated than that, Leo.”

“What you did was stupid, self-sacrificial, and incredibly selfish!” Donnie's teeth were grit together, fingers welding small strips of metal together, causing sparks of light to bounce off his goggles. “What gave you the right to throw your life away like that?! What made you think any of us would be okay with that?!”

“I'm more sad than mad, really,” Mikey confessed, stirring the broth he was making with shaky hands. His thoughts seemed to be a million miles away, detached from his current self. “I know it was a desperate situation and I know you were just trying to protect us but when that portal closed, I…” Mikey lost his voice, eyes flooding with tears. His gaze finally focused in on his brother. “Why did you have to leave us, Leo?”

“I mean I am mad. I'm furious, Leo! At you, at the Krang, at the whole awful situation we ended up in, all of it!” Raph growled, low and steady, the punching bag he had been mercilessly wailing on a moment before now a crumpled broken heap on the floor. His voice was barely a whisper as he finally added, “But more than that I'm mad at myself.”

“No!” Donnie shouted, cutting off any attempt for Leo to explain himself, slamming a fist so hard on his desk it made the walls rattle. He fully turned to face his brother, goggles still hiding his eyes. “No, I don't want to hear any of your excuses! I don't care that you're the leader! I don't care that you thought there was no other way! I don't care that it was the literal end of the world! I don't care! Nothing you say is ever going to justify me almost losing my twin!”

“It hurt us! It hurt us all so, so much!” Mikey shouted through his tears, dinner forgotten as he crumpled to his knees. “Raph and Donnie were just so broken. And sad. A-And I just couldn't… I can't-” Mikey threw himself at Leo, clinging to him with all he was worth. He held tight, sobbing and shaking and screaming incoherently as days and weeks of pent-up frustration and sadness bubbled freely to the surface. He held onto Leo so he couldn’t go away again.

Raph looked away, guilt washing over his face like a wave over sand. “I shoulda stopped you. I shoulda done somethin’.” Raph's shoulders slumped, like there was an unseen, oppressive weight pushing him down, threatening to crush him. “I'm the oldest, I'm supposed to keep you guys safe! Not you! It shoulda been me that got sent to the Prison Dimension. Instead, I let you make an impossible decision and it nearly killed you.”

Donnie finally tugged up his goggles, eyes glassy with falling tears, something small and vulnerable now filling the space between the two brothers. “I thought you died, Leo. For a minute I… I thought you were gone. I mourned you.” There was no anger in his tone anymore. He just sounded sad and broken and so, so tired. He turned back to his invention, whispering. “You made me mourn you, Nardo.”

It took a while before Mikey’s wails sounded like words again. “I can't lose you, Leo! I can't, I can't, I can't! I-I was s-so scared! And the magic hurt so bad! I just wanted to bring you home! Even if it brought Krang back! Even if it killed me! I needed you back!”

Raph plopped on the floor, the weight finally too much for him to stand. Leo sat down too, failing to find the words to say. “I'm sorry, Leo. For not being there for you. And I don't just mean with the Krang, even before that. I thought you just weren't taking anything seriously and showing off like always. I didn't realize how hard it all was for you. I shoulda understood.” He finally met his brother's eye with a tenderness that hadn't been there in so long. “Instead I kept fighting with you and pushing you and pressuring you, instead of just being there and supporting you the way I shoulda been. And maybe if I hadn't said all of that…” Raph let out a deep, soul-crushing sigh. “You wouldn't of sacrificed yourself the way you did.”

Leo crashed into Donnie’s back, burying his head into his torn shell, arms encircling his twin protectively.

He squeezed Mikey back, letting his own tears fall.

He reached out a hand, placing it over Raph’s own, finally meeting his big brother's eye.

“I'm sorry.”

“Your right, there is no excuse,” Leo admitted, words muffled as he buried himself a little further into the soft leather. “I never should’ve left you like that. I shouldn’t have hurt you or made you… think I was dead.” He choked back a sob, holding his twin just a little tighter. “I didn’t want to make that decision, I wanted to stay with you and Raph and Mikey and eat pizza and watch Jupitor Jim and argue about who’s the best at video games.” He couldn’t hold the sobs back anymore, crying into his twin’s shell, feeling the floodgates of his heart open, drowning him alive. But Donnie was here and there was safety in his presence, so he could keep on breathing. “I didn’t want to die and leave you alone.”

“I’m so sorry, Mikey,” Leo said gently, hands rubbing circles into his baby brother’s shell. “I’m sorry I left. I’m sorry I scared you. I shouldn’t have done that. I’m so sorry.” He kept mumbling soothing words, listening as Mikey’s breathing started to even out and the tears turned into small sniffles and chirps. Still, Leo didn’t release his brother, he just held him close, pouring all the love, comfort, and affection he had to give into their embrace. He felt Mikey return it back tenfold, soaking through his shell and warming him from the inside out. “I’m here now. I’m here. And I’m never leaving you again. I promise. We’re safe Mikey. You’re safe. It’s all over. I’m home.”

Leo nearly chuckled when Raph gave him a confused look. “What? Why are you so surprised? I thought that’s what you wanted to hear? I mean if anyone here has a lot to apologize for it’s me, not you.” His playful tone turned serious again, giving his big bro an apologetic smile. “Look, I know I haven’t been the easiest person to get along with lately, so I don't really blame you for any of what happened, before or after the end of the world. And you shouldn’t either. Not for a single thing.”

Donnie suddenly swerved in his chair and pulled Leo tightly to his chest. Leo was so shocked he just sat there frozen for a moment. “I’m not mad at you because of what happened to me, Nardo. I’m mad because of what happened to you. Because you thought your life was worth less than ours and you let yourself get hurt because of it. You nearly died because of it. And because you care so little about yourself, I thought it would help you avoid repeating obvious mistakes to see our perspective as well.” Donnie let out a small breath, resting his chin on Leo’s head, hands gently brushing over his shell. “Though perhaps I went about it the wrong way. Emotions aren’t my strong suit.”

Leo let out a wet chuckle, pulling away so he could wipe away the stray tears. “Same here. And sorry again… for everything.”

After what felt like a lifetime, Mikey spoke, voice choked and raw but still surprisingly strong. “Okay, I-I think I feel a bit better now.” He broke the hug, staring up at his big brother with misty eyes. “I needed that, I think.”

“We both did,” Leo agreed, kissing him on the top of the head.

Raph didn’t seem convinced, looking down at their hands instead of his brother. “I still shoulda stopped you from going into the Prison Dimension. You got so hurt.”

“Hey, that was my choice to make,” Leo said firmly, giving his brother an intense stare until he met his eye again. “And I don’t regret it. Just like how I know you don’t regret-” The words almost didn’t come and he had to swallow hard to get them out. “-jumping in front of me to save my life. It’s what leaders do.” He squeezed Raph’s hand as tightly as he could. “It’s what brothers do.”

“Yes, well, just don’t forget we care about you, dummy. Or we’ll be having this conversation again.” There was affection in Donnie’s tone, carefully reaching up to adjust Leo’s mask. However, the smile vanished a second later, hand gripping the mask tails and pulling hard. “And if you ever pull a stupid stunt like that again, I'll have both your legs surgically removed!”

“And you mean it,” Mikey asked in a soft, anxious tone. “You won’t do that again. Promise?”

Raph let out a long, pained breath, the tension seeming to leave his body a little, the creases in his brow fading. “Yeah, I guess it is. Just… promise me next time you won’t do it alone. Brothers help each other, too, y’know.”

Leo nodded, smiling. “I promise.”

Donnie nodded back, accepting the answer, turning back to his invention but allowing Leo to linger.

Mikey beamed brightly, moving back to the stove to try and salvage the burnt broth.

Raph gave his brother a toothy grin, opening his arms up for a hug. Leo melted into it.

“Soooo, do you forgive me?”

Donnie hummed in thought. “While I am still notably mad at you, I suppose I can accept your apology. You are lucky you are insufferably endearing.”

“Yeah I do,” Mikey said with such honesty and conviction it made Leo tear up again.

“Of course I do, Leo,” Raph rumbled, holding his brother close to his chest. He nuzzled the top of his head. “I already did.”

Leo hesitated, fearful of what he had to say next.

“Do you still love me?”

He held his breath, terror more powerful than the Krang or the Prison Dimension pounding against his chest.

Three brothers stared back and smiled.

“Always.”

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Leonardo (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)- Chapter 6

This is the first time that you’ve actually counted down the days.

“Everything okay? You’re a little more quiet than usual.”

Peter is walking you home, and you nod.

“Everything is fine.”

That’s far from the case, but it’s not like you can tell him anything.

Even if he believed you, there’s nothing he can do.

You stop right at your door, pulling him into a hug. He looks a bit confused, and you notice the light flush that takes his cheeks when he pulls back.

“What was that for?”

“For being my friend.” You respond.

He smiles.

“Then I should have been the one to hug first. You’re awesome. Even if you look scary sometimes."

You can’t help but laugh at that. You’re gonna miss his dorky personality.

“Goodbye Peter.”

You send him one last smile as you head to the door. He gives a wave.

“Goodbye..”

He doesn’t know why, but he doesn’t like the feeling that follows.

Once you’re inside, you look at your watch.

“I still have a few hours.”

You’d already planned out your day.

After a nice little movie night with your family, you kiss both your parents on the top of their heads, slipping out from the space in between them on the couch.

You slide the blanket over their shoulders as you head to the door, taking off into the night.

Leo is about to be done with his shift. You know exactly where to meet him. It’s a nice little spot not too far into the city. It takes you a moment to get up on the fire escape of the building. You plant yourself comfortably there just waiting.

You can’t stop your mind from drifting to that time he’d basically kidnapped you to get answers. It makes you smile.

You hear the shuffling in the background, and you fully expect it to be Leo. But there are three other beings on the roof with you. You rise slowly, clearly surprised. Leo is the last to land. When he does, the three of them bow.

“Thank you.”

They say in unison.

“F-For what?”

“For Leo, he told us everything. You risked your life for him. You saved our brother.” Donnie says. You can tell from their expressions that they are all conveying the same. Leo grins.

This is not what you had expected at all.

Leo holds his hand out for you.

“Let’s go.”

His expression is so warm.

“Where are we going?”

“To our secret hideout, where else!” Mikey shouts in excitement. He flips right over the building and they all follow.

“One last adventure?”

It’s a beautiful sentiment. You try not to let yourself get too emotional.

“One last adventure.” You agree, taking his hand.

It’s not so much the trip, but being close to him has always felt amazing. This time, maybe you’re a little more grateful for it. You make it back to their home in record time. Splinter greets you at the entrance, and Mikey gives a grand introduction. You find yourself laughing at every word that comes out of the quirky male��s mouth. After a few games and an unnatural amount of pizzas, Leo is leading you away.

It’s certainly a day well spent.

“Did I surprise you?”

He really did.

“Definitely.”

Leo smiles, nudging your shoulder as you step into his room.

Your eyes drifted over his room. It was similar to what you would expect from any teenage boy. Except everything was so tidy. Books packed neatly. Bed made. A cute little bonsai tree laying so delicately trimmed at the side.

“I’m starting to think you’re a serial killer, Leo.” He laughed out loud, and you couldn’t help but do the same.

“Just because I prefer order doesn't make me a killer. I’m sure if you saw Raph’s room you’d be grateful you can see the floor of mine.”

Well that was probably the truth.

You moved to his bed, laying down slowly as you stared at the ceiling. Leo’s eyes moved to the clock.

“11:30pm.”

He hadn’t realized just how late it was. He understood now that you had very little time left.

The smile that once adorned your face changed.

“I can take you back.”

It was a whisper from Leo. You rolled over in the bed, and when your helpless gaze fell on him, his heart clenched. You shook your head.

“I-I don’t want them to find me like that. I already gave my goodbyes. Could you…c-could you stay with me..?”

You were pleading, and Leo slowly discarded his weapons, placing them at the side as he moved over climbing into the bed with you. He didn’t reach for you, not immediately. He wanted you to be the one to tell him what you were comfortable with. When you rolled into his arms, he knew, wrapping them around you.

Your shoulders shook as you cried, and Leo did his best not to shed a tear, because he knew if he broke down, then that would be it. You needed his strength, and that was what he’d provide. One last time.

One last wish.

“I don’t want to die.”

The very last thought that seemed to run through your mind before you began to drift off.

There's a soft golden glow that your body is starting to give off.

Leo just held on tighter.

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