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yki-dolls · 7 months
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Next chapter time hurray
This time with ✨art✨
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Please read it thx xoxoxo
At any rate aww look cute baby torts
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sweetheartturtle2007 · 4 months
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Sure darling, this is sooo cute 🥺
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You've know the boys for a very long time by now, they save you from getting robed one day and ever since then they became friends with you.
All of them had something that always make you smile and comfortable. Donnie with his long explications about everything always kept you entertained, Mikey cooking and drawing with you was always fun, raph teaching important stuff about self-defense and responsibility and Leo just being Leo around,Spending time with them was always better than being home alone. They loved your company so they never complained.
You loved to draw and you had a cute lil sketchbook with you almost all the time. The boys were always curious about what you were drawing (especially Mikey since he's the artist of the family), but they didn't want to invade your privacy so they never asked.
Until one day in particular, where everyone was at the living room preparing everything to watch a movie, you wanted to help but they insisted on you staying still in your sit while they prepared everything, after all you were a guest. With nothing else to do you pull out your sketchbook and started drawing. You stayed focus on the paper while you could hear the boy running around in the background, they really did feel like family, your family and you loved that. You were so entertained in your paper that you didn't notice the boys sneaking up behind you.
"what chu drawing?" Oh that voice and that mocking tone was obviously Leo.
You almost let out a scream of surprise, you sometimes forgot they were ninjas.
"what are you guys doing behind me?!"
"Sorry, we couldn't help our selfs..." Mikey said.
"were just sooo curious about you drawing."
"I'm not, I was just trying to resonate with them into leaving you alone"
"yeah sure dons, you wanted to look too"
They started a little argument, seeing them like this wasn't pretty for you so you decided to stop it.
You opened your sketch book and show it to their faces. They felt silent as they looked at the drawing, you were getting anxious, thinking they didn't like it.
"that's amazing!" They said all in unison.
Oh what a relief.
"That's us!, why didn't you show us earlier?"
You stood silent for a moment but then decided to speak up.
"well you see, ever since I met you guys, you always make me feel comfortable, you guys are like a family to me, you know....you're like my siblings and I never talk nor show you the drawings because I didn't know how you guys will react."
"Awww that adorable lil one, you obviously can call us your brothers" Leo put an arm around your shoulder"
"yeah! I'll be super fun to have a new sibling to spend time with!" Mikey hugged you
"I'll obviously accept, as long as you're not annoying" donnie said with a smile as he patted your head with his metallic claw (the one that comes out of his plastor)
"you were always like a sibling to us young one" raph hugged you as well
"Thank you guys, thank you" you said happily, this was going to be such a very welcoming family.
"but I'm obviously gonna be your favorite right?"
"LEO"
Yeah, a very welcoming one.
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Here it is darling, hope you liked it, sorry if it's a but rushed but I'm preparing myself for a vacation and I was busy, hope you like it tho ! @baileypie-writes
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zoniks · 2 months
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Live laugh love Leo angst fics ❤️❤️😢
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The lone tot has treats for you! Good luck in the comp
@tmntstorycomp and @littlemissartemisia Ask directed to Sanctuary, a 2003 story.
Ms. Morrison came to a stop as she felt something small bump into her. Or more precisely, someone small. Raphael and Donatello had left her standing near a wall with Lucy, her cat, while they did... something. She still wasn't sure what, exactly. But they had promised to come back to her, and she believed them.
But now, however, it seemed that someone else had found her. Someone child-sized, it seemed. Lucy didn't seem bothered by the person, so Ms. Morrison carefully crouched down.
"Hello," she said, reaching out a hand towards where she thought the child was. "I'm Ms. Morrison. Where are you, dear? I'm blind, so I can't see you."
Hopefully this child wasn't here alone.
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leoandraphssoulmate · 3 months
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The Worst Part is Not Knowing
A TMNT Short
LeoXFem!Reader
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You wrapped your arms around yourself, staring out at the rain. It was coming down in heavy sheets, obscuring the street below. You sighed, wondering when it would finally let up. You were tired of the gray hazy days and long cold nights. You were so ready for the sun! To feel it on  your face, your arms, your shoulders. Silently, you pressed your hand to the window, saying a silent prayer for your beloved. Nights like these made you nervous for him and his brothers. The rain made it easier for bad men to hide in the shadows. Leaving your extended family vulnerable. 
You glanced at the clock on the small nightstand next to your bed. 1:00 a.m.. He was late. He normally stopped by around midnight. Your apartment was conveniently on his route back towards the lair. The cup of tea that you made him sat chilled by the window, steam no longer rising from its center. Your heart skipped a beat as you tried to shove away the hundreds of negative thoughts that threatened to pull you under. You refused to believe that something had happened to him. To any of them. He must have got caught up with something. Maybe a robbery? A mugging?
You smirked to yourself, remembering how you met him, once upon a time finding yourself in an alley at the end of a gun. You remembered how calm and collected he had been when he rescued you and so very sweet. The fact that he was a 6 foot mutant turtle absolutely meant nothing to you. He was taken aback by your nonchalant attitude. So much so that he felt comfortable enough to introduce himself to you. 
“My name is Leonardo.” His brilliant blue eyes sparkled as he looked you over. “But you can call me Leo.” He smirked.
Leo. The most beautiful name in the world.
Slowly, his brothers introduced themselves as well. 
That was five years ago. 
How time flies! Especially when you finally find where you belong. Over the course of those five years, you found yourself down in the sewers more than you ever thought possible. Leo wanted you to move in with him, but you just weren't ready. Now, staring out the window, you regretted that choice. What if something did happen? You quickly glanced at your cell. Should you call? What if he’s in the middle of a fight? Would it distract him? Making something inadvertently happen to him? Your gut twisted and squirmed. Now was the time when you really hated that Splinter didn’t have a cell phone. 
Your mind whirled. Who could you call? Casey? You looked at the clock again. Would he even answer? You licked your lips, walking over to your phone. You slid your finger over Casey’s name, your breath hitching as you waited for him to answer. 
“Y/N?” His sleepy voice came over the line. 
“I’m sorry, Casey. I’m having a bit of a hard time.” You explained. 
“What’s going on?” He asked, more alert. 
“It’s Leo. He’s late. He’s never late!” Your emotions began spiraling out of control. 
“Hey, Y/N! Calm down, hun! I’m sure he’s ok! I haven’t heard anything from the guys. I’m sure they’d call if he wasn’t ok.” He said, his words soothing your mind.  “I’d call you if that ever happened.”
Tears stung your eyes. “I didn’t think about that.” You said softly.
“Tell you what. Let me give Raph a call and I’ll call you back. Ok?” He said. 
You nodded. “Yeah. Ok. Thank you, Casey.”
“Sure thing! Be right back!” He hung up, a buzzing sound filling your mind as you pulled the phone away from your ear. 
Seconds felt like hours as you stared down at your phone, your eyes fixed on the time. 1:30am.. You squeezed your eyes shut, intense dread filling your gut. “Please be ok!” You whispered harshly. You were definitely going to insist that you at least be able to text him while they were out on patrol from now on! There’s no way your heart could handle another night like this! Your hand absentmindedly squeezed your phone as you sat down on the edge of your bed. “Come on, Casey!” 
“Hey.” Leo’s voice suddenly drifted across your bedroom.
You instantly stood, your phone falling to the floor as you locked eyes with him. “Leo.” You whispered. 
He took a few steps toward you, the base of his shell dripping as he left wet footprints on your carpet. “I’m sorry I’m late, Y/N.” 
You thought you’d be angrier at him, that you’d sling a few biting remarks, but the truth was, you were just glad he was there and most importantly that he was OK! You shook your head slightly, a few tears falling down your cheeks. Without another word you ran to him. You wrapped your arms around him, your pajamas soaking up the rain from his plastron. Leo sighed, wrapping his arms around you as well as he kissed the top of your head. 
“We need to come up with a better arrangement.” You said as you pulled back to look up at him. 
“I agree. Does this mean you’ll move in with me?” He smirked. 
“Among other things.” You sighed, leaning up to kiss him. Just behind you, your phone dinged. You didn't need to look to know it was Casey texting you that Leo was in fact quite alright.
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whyamiheretumbled · 4 months
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fanart of that one fic, alta under da cuta ✂🔪
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woahwierdly · 2 years
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Just a fan fiction I wrote for fun? I love the BAYVERSE TMNT ! Ralph and Leo are my favs! Enjoy!
“ LLEEOO!!!!” I screamed! Slamming my fist onto the cement, on my knees, the raining pouring down. I open my tear filled eyes and look at my bloody fist…. looking up at the last place Leonardo was…my best friend…my ….love. He left me ….. he said it was the safest. To leave me and start over with his brothers…
“Where do I go…now?” I sob screaming into the pouring rain.
On a rooftop looking down…. Rain pelted his shell, his blue mask sticking to his skin.
“It’s for the best…. For everyone…” Leonardo’s looks down at her face, his friend….the one he secretly loved….before silently going into the shadows, but as he’s leaving to start over…..his brothers swear they could have seen a lone tear fall.
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indieyuugure · 2 months
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Episode 2 of Unveiled Disasters! Getting kicked in the kidneys is literally awful, don’t try it at home kids!
Previous: (2) Episode 1
Next: (2) Episode 3
See all...
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araceligomez · 20 days
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I have a question to indieyuugure. I love those two are cute do u think April will she be worrying about Donnie
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msbarrybeeson · 2 years
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Don’t | Donnie X Reader
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A/N: This was so lovely to write. In my opinion, Donnie would be the most challenging of the four brothers. I think there are specifics to his behavior and personality, so trying to accurately replicate it does take some time. Apologies for any out-of-characterness from Donnie. Remember that constructive criticism is always appreciated, especially for characters, and enjoy! 
Requested: @sunnyselks 
Summary: You were wounded from protecting Donnie. When you were waving off his demands to treat you, he had to take it into his own hands to tend to you.
Genre: Hurt-Comfort
Reader: Second POV. Gender-neutral pronouns if any.
Pairing: Rise!Donnie X Reader
Warnings: Mentions of blood, needles, cuts. Argument over each other’s safety.
Word Count: ~1060
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“Don, I’m fine.”
“Oh, sure, tell me that while your clothes are soaked in blood!” Donnie yelled. “Take off your shirt, (Name), or I’m not letting you leave the grounds of this room.”
“Donnie,” you stressed, clutching the wound on your arm. 
“(Name), don’t.”
You turned away from him, about to leave his room despite his warning. “It’s a minor injury, I’m perfectly fi—.”
Suddenly, small chips leeched onto your arm, catching you off-guard. They unfolded into wrist binds, where you realized this was his way of forcing you to stay put.
“Don!” you grunted, as the binds pulled you toward facing a wall. “Are you serious!?”
“As Galileo is about his heliocentric model.” Donnie took a binder clip from one of his desk drawers. “You leave me no choice, (Name).” As soon as the turtle lifted your shirt up from behind, chills ran over your skin from the cold air hitting the other cut on your back. He wrapped the hem over your collar, then proceeded to clip it.
“I could’ve done this myself or gone to a hospital,” you muttered.
Donnie scoffed. “And let them force you to pay expensive bills as your last resort when you have me? I thought you knew better than that.” He cleaned the blood around your wound with a wet paper towel before applying an alcohol wipe to disinfect.
“You know full well you can’t stitch your own back either. You wouldn’t want to risk inquiring your parental guardians for help in the end and being forced to give a whole explanation.”
“...”
From the corner of your eyes, you could see Donnie picking up a needle. The thought of it puncturing you made you shudder. There were vaccinations and blood tests, but they never changed your tension with needles.
You wanted to get this over with— the suspense was only making you more vulnerable.
“Are you going to inject the needle, Donnie—?” Your nails immediately dug into your palm as pain struck. "Argh..!" You winced badly.
“Don’t move,” he paused, “if that wasn’t obvious enough.”
“Easier said than done when I'm not used to having my skin pricked—!” You seethed, “Urgh.. couldn’t you have numbed it?”
“What, with lidocaine?” Donnie replied monotonously. “No, because you wouldn’t learn and would try to save me again—,” he pricked the needle the fourth time, “even though you are a human who could’ve gotten killed— God—why in the name of logic did you do that, (Name)!?”
“I did it to protect you!” you argued.
“Don’t you dare ignore the fact that you could’ve gotten killed!”
“I am capable of my own safety.”
“Scoffs. Think common sense, (Name). You’re a human,” he reminded, the anger in his voice showing. “I’m a mutant turtle; I have the biological features to defend myself!”
“You’re a soft-shelled turtle.”
Donnie stopped moving the needle. "Really, assuming that my soft-shell automatically makes me vulnerable? Are you trying to tell me I’m unable to protect myself because of that, (Name)?”
He frowned. “I have my technology— my intelligence to accommodate, so don’t put yourself in danger whenever the hell possible and let me handle myself. End of discussion.”
You wanted to slam your fists. As he was about to add another stitch, your body shook.
“They destroyed your battle shell!” Anguish scratching your voice. “Just because you're a mutant or because you have your military-grade tech, doesn't mean you won't get murdered, crushed!
God, don’t take it the wrong way. I’m not trying to assume or belittle neither you nor your tech. All I'm concerned about is keeping you alive!”
“...”
“You weakened your voice. “If me getting injured means you’d be okay, then that’s enough for me.”
Donnie’s breath hitched.
..You knew your turtle wasn’t great at apologizing, but his silence told you everything. He didn’t make a snarky or sarcastic remark.. instead, he listened.
“..I’m sorry.”
“I know. But don’t put yourself down.. I never once thought you're supposed to be perfectly strong or invulnerable. That applies to everyone all the same. Flaws happen, whether we're fine with it or not.”
You turned your head to look at Donnie. Something was still bothering him.
“But I’ll try not to scare you again if that makes you feel better.” The tension left his face, and he proceeded to finish the last few stitches.
It was all calm and quiet until he dragged his cold finger lightly over the stitched-up wound. You shuddered.
“You keep flinching so much.”
“You’re one to talk, you’re sensitive to touch as much as I am, if not so much more.”
“No, no, not that. I find it interesting, because.. I don’t see you reacting so violently when April stitched up the other cut on your back. You know, from falling off the table.” As Donnie applied a cotton pad and tape to cover your wound, he looked up to meet your eyes.  
But you quickly faced away to the other direction.
Donnie leaned the same way, one of his brows raised.
And you avoided eye-contact yet again.
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.
.
Ah.
“You’re flustered.”
“What?” The red rushing to your ears.
“Flustered,” he repeated. “Its definition being ‘agitated, confused, ruffled—.’”
“No, I meant: how am I flustered?”
Donnie dragged his finger along your skin again. You felt your face heat up.
“You’re flustered from having your back exposed to me.”
“I’m not.” You sensed his ego returning.
“Tell that to my lie-detector and we’ll see how that goes.”
“You have a polygraph?”
“Of course not,” Donnie actually scoffed. “We all know polygraphs are never accurate enough to be trusted.” He unclipped your shirt and released the binds on your wrists.
You groaned, rubbing your aching hands. “You had me binded to a wall, and lifted my shirt to stitch my cut— so of course— I would feel exposed.. and flustered.” You sat in your turtle's desk chair.
“Yes, exactly, I did that to treat you." He crossed his arms. "And I find that hypocritical, considering you exposed yourself and your whereabouts on the Internet."
You gave him a look, before holding your knees to your chest. There was a change in expression as you whispered, "..Thanks."
Donnie stood awkwardly, rubbing his arm once he heard you and finding sincerity on your face. The soft-shelled turtle stepped closer to you and slowly wrapped his arms around your shoulders.
"Hey, I thought you don't like this intimate stuff," you joked.
Now Donnie himself became flustered. “Don’t, (Name).”
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blackbogmire · 5 days
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something's lurking...
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yki-dolls · 4 months
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Right sorry I haven't posted anything on here for ages and sorry this chapter is like 2 months late or something I've had a right time of it, enjoy Night also having an awful time
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theangelcatalogue · 1 month
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YANDERE 2012!TMNT WITH VILLAIN!DARLING(THAT WORKS WITH/FOR ANOTHER VILLAIN)!☆
Part two of this! -> ❔
Gender neutral reader!
Romantic!
Team up!
TW: TRACKERS, STALKING, OBSSESIVE BEHAVIOR, VIOLENCE, BLOOD, SWEARING, YANDERES, MANIPULATION, GUILTY TRIP, BAD ENGLISH, BAD GRAMMAR, I MADE P/N MALE AND MADE BY A MINOR! YOU DON'T NEED TO READ IF YOU DON'T WANT! IF I MISSED SOMETHING TELL ME
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☆ -> Sooo, what if the other turtles(and April and Casey!) also fall for you? That's what happens!
★ -> Oh Lord.
☆ -> Well, i don't know how, but the you got more yanderes!
★ -> With this 6 team up!(Raphael, Mikey, Donnie, Leo, April and Casey), you have to expect some things like: Possible stalking, trackers, and EXTREME violence towards P/N
☆ -> Sometimes they ignore you to fight with P/N, what makes have to help him after the fight, in most of them he is bleeding and many bruises
★ -> Raphael made sure he would feel pain, never take something that is not yours
☆ -> The turtles always finds yours and P/N location, it started ask yourself how? Just how?
★ -> Ask Donnie and his genius mind! He made sure the trackers wouldn't be noticed! He is happy that works
☆ -> To be honest they never understand what you saw in P/N and your both relationship, he calls you the worst things ever! And the way he treats you! He say the worst things for you and after that acts like nothing happend!
" Sir i think they have some type of protection! "
" OH DON'T TELL ME! REALLY? YOUR STUPID BITCH- " (P/N)
★ -> They would never do that!
☆ -> Ah and the masters of manipulation! Leo and Mikey! They told you so many things to try to convince you to give up and go to the lair with them!
" If you come back with us! You would love! "
" Come on Y/N! I know you are better than this! "
★ -> Can't forget April and Casey! Casey flirting a little with you and April always worried if you are ok!
" Y/N! Are you ok? " (A)
*Asking yourself why that fuck she cares about you*
" Looking good! Changed of super villain uniform? " (C) (To y/n)
*Confused as fuck* (P/N and Y/N)
★ -> P/N and you are just confused at the situation, like what is wrong with them?
☆ -> And you are so tired of hearing the: " Come with us to the lair! " ; " You are better than this! " ; " You can be a good person " ;
★ -> Also you need to be careful with P/N since they won't go easy on them
" Time to end with this- "
*Notices P/N in danger while fight with one of the turtles*
" P/N!!! "
☆ -> You can't let your partner die! And the group just want to end with this and bring you to the lair! Just that! It's too much to ask!?
★ -> But everyone except Leo and maybe Mikey(?) knows that you aren't a really good person, but hey this dont't stop them
☆ -> They focus more on capture you with some type of trap that hurt you, and P/N already noticed that, and is really worried with you
★ -> Like they have the violent one(?), the manipulator one, the genius one, the over protective one and the almost normal ones, ALMOST, but how we know they are not
☆ -> They noticed that P/N is more with you and really closer! Jealous
★ -> They need a plan to bring you with them now.
☆ -> And take care of P/N.
Songs! -> 💌 ❔ 🐢
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NOTES:
✮ That's so bad wth, i am going to remake that and part one gosh✮
✮ Anyways i am going to write more about this cause yeah ✮
✮ P/N means Partner's name! You can see as romantic or platonic! ✮
✮ Please take care of yourself! <3 ✮
✮ Some memes: ✮
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navithescribe · 9 months
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You know what I see?
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You wake up one morning, seeing your orange turtle-boyfriend is sketching you. It's so beautiful, and you're not really sure if you're really as beautiful as the sketch makes you out to be...
Warnings/tags: MikeyxReader, insecurities in appearance, comfort, fluff
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Waking up, you listened to the sound of a pencil scribbling on paper.
You opened your eyes and turned your head, seeing your turtle-boyfriend sitting with his sketch book on the bedside. You smiled a little at his concentrated look on the paper, while in his orange pjs he always wore at night. He was just too adorable sometimes.
You had slept over at the lair again. Ever since you and Mikey got together, you slept over quite a lot. It was easy and comforting to next to the orange clad hero. He always made you feel warm and safe in his arms… as long as you didn’t watch any scary movies before bedtime, then neither of you would get any sleep at night.
Suddenly the scribbling stopped, and his eyes met yours. He smiled sweetly and your heart already melted for the first time today.
“Mornin’ Beautiful.” His voice was always cheery first thing in the morning.
“Good morning,” You answered, still rubbing some sleep out of your eyes, “what time is it?”
“It’s just about 8:00.” Mikey chuckled.
With a tired groan, you slowly sat up and leaned onto Mikey, placing your head against his shoulder.
“Too early for a Saturday…” you grumbled, which just made your boyfriend laugh. You knew he had probably been awake for about an hour, if not more. He was always an early riser.
You glanced down at the sketchbook on Mikey’s lap to see what he was working.
It was you!
A portrait of you in profile, to be exact. It looked like he had been working on that sketch for a while.
“What do you think?” Mikey grinned excited, handing you the sketch book when he noticed you were looking at it.
You took it in your hands, observing the drawing closer.
Mikey’s talent never ceased to amaze you. He usually drew you in a more cartoonish style, but this was more realistic, not something you saw him do a lot.
The shades, the form of your head, the details in your hair and your eyes, as you stared off into the distance.
It was amazing.
It was beautiful.
Very beautiful…
“Mikey-” you almost sighed, and handed him back his sketchbook, “I… I’m not that beautiful at all…”
You raised your head from his shoulder and glanced the other way.
You were flattered of course, the sketch of you was amazing… but was that really what you looked like to him?
Michelangelo hummed at your comment and looked back at his sketch for a moment, with a hand on his chin.
When you finally looked back at him, his face was suddenly very close to yours with a surprising serious look in his eyes, as if he was studying you.
You felt your cheeks warm a little.
“I don’t agree…” Mikey then said at last and removed his hand from his chin, “You know what I see?”
Before you could even think of an answer, you felt his finger on your lips, gently tracing them.
“I see a pair of perfectly formed lips…” he smiled softly. He removed his finger form your lips and traced his hand now, up your cheek and held the whole side of your face, as he now gazed lovingly into your eyes.
“I see two eyes, filled with wonder…”
Your heart fluttered.
His hand moved to the back of your head and stroked back your hair gently.
“Your hair has a special shine, when the light hits just right…”
You couldn’t help but smile at this point. He was just so sweet…
Mikey now chuckled, “Your smile is like a clear sky… all my worries just seem to drift away like clouds.”
You then felt his hand trace back down the side of your face, down your cheek, down your neck and stopped right by your chest. You blushed even more.
“I can feel the warmth from your heart, as it beats against my palm…” he almost whispered now, as if it was a secret between the two of you.
“It’s as if there’s a whole world hidden inside of you…” his hand moved from your chest to your chin, gently cupping it, “A chaotic, unpredictable, beautiful world… that I get to see glimpses of whenever we’re together.” his lips were inches away from yours now. “It’s a world that I love and adore…”
Finally, he kissed you.
You melted once more.
“You really think all that of me?” you managed to ask now, after Mikey had gently pulled away from the kiss the two of you had just shared.
He giggled and wrapped his arms around you in a warm and gentle hug.
“I do,” he answered, “and I think I managed to catch all that in my sketch,”
He then kissed your nose a little more playful now, and grinned.
“don’t you?”
You looked down at the sketch in the ninja turtle’s hand once more.
You smiled softly.
“Yeah… I guess you did.”
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Authors note:
I have been working on this for a few months now.
I was reading a danish poem "Til en Veninde" ("To a Girlfriend" roughly translated) and for some reason, it inspired this. 😅
Can also be read on AO3
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You've been invited to a Super Smash Bros tournament by these two. Will you accept?
@tmntstorycomp
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@tmntstorycomp and @kittynumyum Ask directed to Sanctuary, a 2003 story
Ms. Morrison tilted her head. "A what?" she asked.
Raph shot the two turtles in front of him a glare. Maybe he was being overprotective, but the invitation seemed like a bad idea.
"It's a video game," Don explain. "They're asking to play in a video game tournament."
"Well, I'm afraid I wouldn't do anyone much good with that," Ms. Morrison said with a smile. "I never played video games, and I don't think I'd be much good at them blind."
"We ain't interested," Raph said bluntly.
"Wait, Raph," Don said. He turned his attention back to the two in front of him. "Are there any strings attached for accepting his invitation?" he asked.
"Donnie, you can't possibly be thinking about playing a video tournament now!" Raph said. "You been spending too much time with Mikey?"
"Raphael," Ms. Morrison said, squeezing his arm. "Hush. Let Donatello talk."
Raphael grew silent, although he was obviously on edge.
"Pardon us for being suspicious," Don said to the other two. "But this whole experience is a bit unexpected. We're not sure who to trust. Are there any strings attached to this invitation? Or is it just a good-faith attempt at some fun? And if we say no, what happens then?"
Maybe they could glean at least some information from this opportunity.
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other-fan-fiction · 1 year
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I have NO IDEA how tag pple so...  @debb987  Green Sad Plushie ... I delivered.  Best Raph-centric fanfic/crossover there is. Scene from Chapter 10 (the pic taste the best with  Ingrid Michaelson - Keep Breathing )  The Eldest Brother
Little pt2 BONUS
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