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infatuated (2)

synopsis -> izana kurokawa is infatuated with two things. the adrenaline from illegal racing and getting into fights. you might become a third.

nothing to be warned of..

“was he cute though?” hinata asked, leaning forward with a cheeky grin.

you reached around your drinks to slap her arm, making her giggle and lean back.

“stop it. i have a boyfriend.” you scoffed, taking a bite of your sandwich.

the two of you had stopped at hinata’s favorite cafe to talk about why your location didn’t say you were home until 1 in the morning.

of course, hina couldn’t let go of the fact that izana was a fine man around your age that you could definitely fuck with.

“yeah. who pays no attention to you until you aren’t home.” hinata scoffed, sipping her smoothie.

she was right, but that didn’t mean you didn’t love him. that also didn’t mean he didn’t love you.

“besides, he has a problem with saki.” you sighed, rubbing your head in frustration.

“oh?” hinata asked, leaning forward to hear what you wanted to say. she would never miss an opportunity to hear tea.

especially if it’s about your boyfriend.

“when he dropped me home, he was glaring at his car.” you explained, looking at the woman before you.

hinata nodded, but she wasn’t looking at you. not even a glance.

she was staring behind you.

“yeah.. fuyu wants me to feed peke j. let’s go.” hinata laughed, checking the time and grabbing your hand.

when you tried to turn around, she tugged on your hand and smiled big.

hinata starting folding your sandwich back into the paper and grabbing your cup.

what the hell had her acting so weird?

she started tugging you out the store quickly, walking fast, but not fast enough to look like she was in a rush.

you felt a tug on your sweater, making you tug hinata back and look down.

it was a little brownskin girl, black curly hair into a puff with some strands sticking out.

“miss. you dropped this.” she said, holding out your phone to you.

hinata looked down at her with wide eyes.

“fu- frick. biscuit what did i tell you about talking to strangers?” you heard a familiar voice frantically say, grabbing the little girl.

she pouted, looking up at izana and crossing her arms as he lifted her into his arms.

“daddy always told me to help nice people!” ‘biscuit’ said, starting to raise her voice slightly.

“hey- it’s okay zana. i’m not too much of a stranger, right?” you asked, letting go of hina to face him properly.

“yes. you are.” izana muttered, wiping at her tears with a frown growing on his face.

your expression began to match his, grabbing at his arm to stop him from walking away.

“what?” izana asked, looking back at you with sudden interest and slight annoyance.

“can you give me emma’s number? i didn’t get to get it yesterday.” you said, not letting go of his hoodie.

izana blinked a few times, before sighing and placing ‘biscuit’ at the table you were sitting at previously.

“where’s your phone?” izana asked, holding out his hand.

you handed it to him, opening it and pressing the phone icon.

he started typing for a bit, before giving you back the phone with ease.

“have a good day.” izana said, lifting the little girl up and waving to you, walking away.

you checked your phone, smiling when you see emma as a contact. but not only emma.

izana was there too.

“wait. he has a kid?” hinata asked, walking closer to you with a curious face.

you hadn’t even registered the little girl with him yet.

the next time you had seen izana, was at another one of those car meets he went to.

this time though, emma invited you to tag along. she also caught you up on what they did.

they were two different groups of illegal racers that treated each other like family.

toman, short for the tokyo manji gang. they began with manjiro sano, aka, mikey. sometime when he was younger, he got heavily interested into cars.

the best way to do that he found, was watch all the fast and furious movies. which made him want to start his own illegal racing gang.

thus, the tokyo manji gang started with him and his friends (that you haven’t met yet, save for draken).

then there was tenjiku. the gang izana had started with his good friend, kakucho.

this time though, mikey’s older brother, shinichiro, got him into cars. shinichiro put together different parts for different vehicles.

izana wanted to try them, and shinichiro allowed him to. of course, his adrenaline for speed and driving illegally grew along with him.

so when kakucho brought up the idea, izana took it almost immediately.

and since izana grew up with emma, shinichiro took him in as one of the sano’s, even if he went by kurokawa.

the two gangs clashed before, which ended up in a accident with both gang leaders in the hospital with injuries.

after that, they called it quits on their beef, and decided to just race each other for fun.

before you knew it, draken had pulled into the abandoned parking lot, seeing more cars than usual.

“alright ladies. we’ve arrived.” draken said, pulling into the parking spot he was in the previous night.

“thank you again for the ride.” you smiled, giving him a short fist bump.

he nodded and smiled at you. “a friend of em is a friend of mine.” draken said, unlocking the doors.

you got out, emma following suit. she stretched her tired limbs, yawning quietly.

“lets go see zani.” emma muttered, starting to head over to where is car usually is.

you followed along, almost smiling at the thought of izana being the first thing on emma’s mind on her way.

once you made it there, izana was sitting on the roof of his car. biscuit was on his lap holding his hand.

a man with a long scar over his eye sat next to him, having a conversation with him.

biscuit seemed to have noticed the two of you first, because her eyes started beaming and she let go of izana’s hand to lift her arms up.

“miss crush!” she called out, making grabby hands towards you.

izana visibly shook, while the man next to him locked eyes with you, before laughing quietly.

“yes baby. miss crush is here.” he cooed while laughing, lifting the girl into his arms and walking off.

“hey zani.” emma smiled, taking the other man’s spot.

“hey em. sweets.” izana said, waving both of you over to sit next to him.

you smiled a bit and waved, standing next to emma.

“i see you two have made up. finally. zani is the worst, when he’s annoyed.” emma sighed, shaking her hand in disgust.

izana nudged her, almost tipping her off the hood of the car. she huffed, shoving him back and crossing her arms.

“wait. he was.. annoyed?” you asked, looking between izana and emma a bit confused and intrigued.

emma and izana looked at each other, before looking at you.

“she’s lying.” “so annoyed and sad.” they both said at the same time, coming out a bit muffled from their tussling.

you laughed a bit, watching as they tussled just a bit more.

izana paused when you laughed, glancing at you with an emotionless expression.

emma muttered something in a different language, which caught izana’s attention fairly quick.

“shut up.” he muttered, hopping off the roof of the car.

“your boyfriend is racing tonight, right?” izana asked, stretching out his limbs slightly.

emma sighed, hopping down and stretching. “ken isn’t my boyfriend, but yes he’s racing.” emma replied smoothly, looking to you.

“coming to see it? it’s 30 minutes away.” emma asked you, tilting her head.

“if zana allows it.” you shrugged, looking over at the white haired beauty beside you.

he looked down at you, squeezing his brows together in confusion, before he finally realized what you were saying.

“you wanna ride.. with me?” izana asked, unsure of his own words.

you nodded, folding your hands behind your back and looking him in his eyes.

izana stayed silent, just staring back into your eyes. all you could think about was what could be going through his head?

“yeah.. okay.” izana nodded, blinking and turning back to look at his friend.

you sat in the passenger seat of izana’s car, his hand resting comfortably on your thigh.

his main focus was on the road, although he would rub and kneed your thigh every few minutes while humming along to the song that played lowly.

he slowly pulled into a driveway in front of a house, leaning back and stretching slightly.

you looked around a bit interested. you hadn’t gone to this part of town, but it was definitely empty.

“where are we?” you asked, sitting up slightly and looking around.

“my house. it’s a gated community.” izana explained, turning on one of the lights in his car and pressing a button.

“i thought we were going to the race?” you asked, watching as the garage door opened slowly.

izana drove the car into the garage, before turning the car off and unlocking the doors.

“we are. it’s not too far.” izana said, getting out and rounding the car to open your door and hold out his hand.

you took it with a smile, letting him help you out of the car. the two of you started walking out, heading down the block where the road was more than clear.

that was where you seen most of the cars that were in the abandoned parking garage.

izana held your hand, guiding you to mikey’s car. mikey was sitting on the roof of it, legs crossed and dorayaki in his hand.

“hey izana. is that the girl?” mikey asked, looking at you in astonish.

izana nodded, squeezing your hand reassuringly. you smiled a bit, looking at the younger male.

“where’s em?” you asked, looking around the place for the look alike blond. she was always missing.

“oh. she’s gonna be with draken for the race.” mikey hummed, swallowing the dorayaki in his mouth.

you nodded, holding yourself ever so slightly. you didn’t think the temperature would’ve dropped so drastically.

izana noticed your shivering and took off his overcoat, putting it on you with a soft smile.

you muttered a small thank you, inhaling the smell of him. he smelt amazing, despite the fact that he smoked weed daily.

izana pulled himself on the hood of mikey’s car, pulling you onto his lap and nuzzling into you.

“this okay?” izana asked, looking at you from your shoulder.

you nodded, smiling at him and getting comfortable. for some reason, this felt right.

“race is about to start.” izana muttered, rubbing your thigh. you hummed, leaning back and closing your eyes.

the cool breeze and izana’s strong arms around you made you feel amazing. you enjoyed his company greatly.

“y/n?” you heard a familiar voice call out to you, and you flinched.

...shit.

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nevermeyers · 2 years

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The blood on Mikey's hands. An analysis of the veracity of Senju's testimony and ch 263

Blessed Jesus Christ, Wakui never tires of playing with us 😩 Well, this is a little analysis of Senju's testimony regarding the plane crash from the perspective of the Psychology of Testimony + some views about ch 263

Disclaimer: I'm not an expert on the subject, but the information contained herein is true. My intention is not to give a definitive explanation, but rather an analysis through the application of the criteria of the psychology of testimony, a branch of psychology that today is used to analyze testimonies of crimes and that tries to make aware both policemen and judges that testimonies are something completely complex and complicated, influenced by many factors. Finally, let us remember that both psychology and psychiatry, as well as the social sciences, say that the human being is not determined, but rather conditioned.

At the end of almost each section of explanations is the comparison with the manga. Annotations about the manga in the explanation text are in pink

Enjoy! <3

First of all, what is the psychology of testimony?

The psychology of testimony applies knowledge about the basic psychological processes of attention, perception, memory and related processes to obtain and assess testimonial evidence.

The topics covered are:

Factors that influence the accuracy of the testimonies, which can affect the process of encoding, storage and retrieval of the memory.

Procedures for obtaining declarations that allow the greatest possible amount of accurate information to be obtained, without negative influences. We'll later talk about the procedure that Senju uses

Evaluation of the credibility of the testimony, which represents a traditional demand by Law and Psychology (develop methods of detecting false testimony)

Identification tests, carried out by witnesses to assess accuracy, with two objectives: to avoid or minimize some mistakes they make; and properly assess the performance of witnesses.

The Psychology of Testimony integrates the field of investigation of the memory of witnesses, in which two fundamental terms stand out: accuracy and credibility.

Accuracy: the objective is to see if the witness is accurate and if his testimony is consistent with reality.

Credibility: if what the witness says is believed to be what really happened. In the judicial field, both the accuracy and the credibility attributed to the witness' statement are essential. Analyzing the degree of credibility attributed to the witness' statement is important, for example, in the case of honest and dishonest witnesses. So credibility is an inference, a subjective estimate of the estimated accuracy of a witness's statements.

It involves exploring two aspects:

The motivation that the informant may have to lie. Senju would apparently have no motivation to lie.

if he doesn't appear to be lying and that what he says is worth taking into account, how accurate can his statement be with respect to what actually happened? We need to see more about how memory works. This will be explained in next point

In this sense, a testimony can be reliable and accurate, but there are other important characteristics, such as:

Little disclaimer!: I've used the accident as an example for this definitions. Some things are invented to show it better!!🚫

Richness of the testimony: “I remember that it was summer, that Baji was wearing a black t-shirt and I was dressed in white; Haruchiyo still had short hair; they were in the garden, which has a shed in the back, and to one side there was a small fountain where there were birds playing. It was hot, that's why we were all wearing short sleeves, and our older brothers were inside drinking beers and smoking on a colored checkered chair”

Usefulness of the testimony: “Haruchiyo said it wasn't his fault. Then, Mikey attacked him."

Analysis of the manga at this point

We must ask ourselves, can Senju have any motivation to lie? Keep in mind that neither this arc nor the manga are finished and that Senju is a character that we have seen little in relation to this. She appears to be a girl looking to reunite her family and she believes that what happened is her fault.

Personally, I think that what she says about wanting to defeat Manjiro is a lie, and that her real motivation from the beginning was to bring Haruchiyo back.

With this Senju would apparently have no motivation to lie. She and Haruchiyo met in the fight and she made her intentions clear. We'll talk about later about Haru.

Senju's testimony is more useful than rich. We find it rich and useful because we have a flashback of what she was doing, of the full context, but it is referenced that what she told Takemichi was clear and concise, without unnecessary details.

Basic aspects of how memory functions

» Capture-encoding process:

Our attentional and perceptive processing system processes, selects and encodes information from the environment (external environment) and from the organism (internal environment). It has a limited capacity (it doesn't capture all the existing information, only that which it is capable of processing and that is selected for subsequent encoding)

This perceptual selection, automatic and not conscious, depends on:

Characteristics of the stimuli to be processed, such as color, intensity, size, or movement.

Situation or context, where the stimuli are produced (lightness or distance).

Characteristics and state of activation of the subject, such as anxiety, motivation or prior knowledge.

» Retention-storage process:

The stimuli interact with the previous information, stored in the form of mental schemes. These are interpreted, encoded and stored until retrieved. During this time, the information may undergo alterations/reconstructions due to the passage of time or the incorporation of new information.

» Recovery process:

How to access this information? It depends on contextual and personal factors that will facilitate that recovery.

Memory could be affected by failures in one of the phases. Memory failures are due to bad encodings or difficulties in accessing retrieval or constructions that modify the original information, making it compatible with our prior knowledge.

» Errors of commission and omission:

Memory reconstruction can produce two different types of memory errors:

Errors of omission: lack of important details in what the witnesses of an event say (forgetting, concealment). This could very well have happened. She came after Mikey assaulted Haruchiyo, so we don't have details. She is only a witness after the event, not during it.

Errors of commission: witnesses introduce false information, deliberately (lie) or due to the effect of: post-event information, flaws in the distinction between reality and fantasy, wrong inferences. Let's rule out Senju lying.

Analysis of the manga at this point

Well, let's start from the basis that each and every one of the memories we have could be a lie. Yeah, that easy.

Memory changes over time and memories change in turn, so it is difficult to have a pure memory that hasn't been "contaminated". In the same way we have been able to go through traumatic events that we will never remember, unless we have the correct trigger. The latter is related to defense mechanisms.

I remember a psychology professor told us in class that he had a girl as a patient who never knew she had been raped. A man who was with her on public transport was wearing the same perfume that her rapist was wearing years before. She remembered it all in a flash and had to get out of the subway, with a panic attack. Why am I telling this? To give a crude example of how our own brain can manipulate us

Senju is not a completely direct witness to what happened. She came later. It's easy for her brain to assume that Mikey was the aggressor. Why? Because it makes perfect sense. Mikey's expression invites us to think that it was him, his tone of voice I imagine will be threatening, he is in front of his victim, he has every reason to be singled out as an aggressor.

And the blood? Senju may have assumed that it was in Mikey's hands and so it stayed in his memory, or was added later. She never explicitly says that Mikey attacked Haruchiyo, she just describes the scene pointing out where each of the boys was and that there was blood on Mikey's hands.

On the other hand, the blood could have been there perfectly.

However, even in one of Senju's memories, Mikey is bloodless. When he meets his brother, there is no blood on Mikey's hands, whereas in the first flashback we were shown there was. Her own memories fail and we don't know which is the correct version.

It could also be that the scene is drawn from afar, but I'm not sure, Wakui would have had no problem putting stains on Mikey's little hands

Later we'll talk about Mikey's POV, because his memories can also be manipulated. We will also talk about who is the perfect witness of what happened.

Coding factors regarding the event's characteristics

There are so many, but I chose a few of them

Duration of the event: the less time to perceive and assimilate information, the less later the memory will be. With complex events we tend to overestimate time. The greater the stress, the greater the overestimation of time. We don't know how long it was from when Senju witnessed it until Shin and Takeomi found out and took Haruchiyo to the hospital. The accident is not just the assault, it is the whole set of events, from the beginning to the end. The end would be the arrival at the hospital, or, in the event that something else happened there (mikey apologizing, perhaps, or something similar) then that would be when it was all over.

Familiarity and frequency: the greater the familiarity with certain details of the scene (the environmental context), the more attention can be paid to the rest of the details (the perpetrator), increasing the quality and quantity of memory. However, this factor is in turn subordinated to others, such as the excitement generated or the role played. It also occurs when describing a car by a mechanic or a gun by a hunter. Senju was a little girl. I doubt that she has witnessed violence anywhere other than movies or manga. This can lead to not paying attention to some details

When a witness or victim is the repeated object of a crime, they tend to remember more details but more errors of commission occur, the result of interference between the different situations in which they suffered the crime, incorporating information from one and the other.

Violence of the event: there is a belief that the more violent an event is, the more impact it causes on the witness and the better the memory of it will be. However, it has been found that crimes involving a higher degree of violence are remembered worse than more neutral ones.

The witness experiences more stress the more violence the event involves and stress negatively affects the cognitive processes of attention, perception and memory. Greater emotional involvement conditions memory.

Each person codifies the information and interprets it according to their previous experiences and personal variables.

Gender: Cognitive processes are universal. In general, gender doesn't affect the memory of witnesses.

Age: there is a belief that children are considered "bad" witnesses due to their inventive capacity or their cognitive development, and as "good" witnesses due to their ability to tell the truth innocently. We'll see how it really is next:

3-5 years: increased risk of suggestion and implantation of false memories due to difficulties in distinguishing the origin of memories (imagination or reality). More sensitive to forgetfulness and greater risk of giving in to adult suggestions

5-12 years: they do not lie or fabricate more than adults, they can be as precise and detailed as the testimony of adults interviewed by experts. They put the focus of attention on aspects other than the adult. The smallest ones have a statement quality similar to the adult but with less detail. Around the age of 12 it is equated to the testimony of an adult. Senju's testimony would be equated to an adult's testimony. She was about six years old when everything happened, if I remember correctly.

Expectations and stereotypes: when a witness cannot specify a piece of information, they resort to stereotypes before admitting it to the police. When we expect to see a certain thing, whether or not it is present, it is very likely that we will seem to see it (influence of knowledge and experience before and after the event). You see person 1 bleeding. You see person 2 apparently angry. With this information your brain can assume and insert into the memory that person 2 must have been responsible. It is an induction process. Human beings work that simple

Anxiety and emotion: Memories of traumatic events that generate intense fear or terror, in which life is felt to be threatened, are characterized by poor accuracy for peripheral details and clear and accurate memory for central details of the event.

A high level of arousal causes a decrease in attention span. In addition, traumatic memories can appear fragmented, associated with intense sensations (smells, sounds, touch) and very visual and be difficult to express in a narrative way. Although these types of memories are not so different, they vary depending on age, gender and/or the presence of psychopathologies.

Accuracy of traumatic memories: studies on traumatic memories highlight the belief that the more violent an event is, the more impact it will have and the better its memory will be. Research indicates that events involving a greater degree of violence are remembered worse due to the stress experienced, which negatively affects cognitive processes such as attention, perception and memory.

Obtaining testimony

Statement taking helps improve the quality of testimony. It has two main objectives: obtaining information and identifying the offender. The different procedures (narrative format, cognitive interview and interrogation format. Not gonna explain all of them)

The closest format to what Senju did is the narrative format. She explained it without anyone asking her one question after another (that would be done in an interrogation) and without asking her to remember specific things. She gives a complete narrative.

Definition below:

Narrative format: the witness is asked to recount what happened freely and without interruption (it is recommended to start with this format). There is less probability of error and greater accuracy, but it has the disadvantage that it is poor in detail.

About lying in testimonies

Throughout the study of lies, it has been pointed out that one way to catch them is through a person's body language. However, this option isn't valid, because cultural and personal variables are involved. As for the lie detector, that's straight up a lie. The lie detector doesn't detect lies, it detects physiological responses associated with lying such as heart rate and sweating. That's why it isn't usually admitted in judicial contexts

But.

A person who deliberately offers a false testimony wouldn't introduce this content, because it would undermine credibility:

Spontaneous corrections

Admission of lack of memory

Raise doubts about one's own testimony

Self-disapproval: senju blames herself over and over again.

Forgive the offender: We don't know anything about how exactly Senju feels towards Mikey. During the battle of the three deities it's referenced that she's afraid of him, but we don't know if she hates him or if he has simply forgiven him in the same way that he expected Haruchiyo to forgive her. But she truly wanted to solve things.

About ch 263

Senju said Mikey and Haru changed. Really? Why? Haruchiyo made it clear that she didn't understand. It was just a trigger.

However, when we see Baji and Haruchiyo, apparently a month after the accident (Haru's hair has grown quite a bit, so we'll assume a month passed) they are still as enthusiastic as ever. The only one who seems to have changed is Manjiro. He looks more violent and duller. You just have to look at the conversation they have

“As expected” they're used to Mikey being violent and beating up people out there. Baji seems surprised, but Haru seems... Proud?

I'm not saying Haruchiyo hasn't changed. Only he didn't do it as radically as Senju implies when he tells what happened. Perhaps that change was gradual, exploding upon reaching adolescence.. Anyway, we don't have Haru's POV and that makes me desperate

Mikey's mother's death happened before the accident. This may have been the trigger for his violent attitudes to begin to overflow.

From my point of view, Mikey was never himself, he only imitated the behaviors that he considered good. A child learns by imitating behavior, yeah, but Mikey took it differently. In addition, the lack of good and alive lmao references could have made this worse. I think part of Mikey projects himself to others. He hates weak people. He considers himself weak, hates himself for it, and has an overwhelming need to prove himself wrong over and over again, perhaps to gain validation or not feel bad about being weak.

In any case, we still have little information about the accident. What happened after? How did Takeomi take it? Shinichiro scolded his brother? How was the home of the Akashi from then on? Takeomi would scold Haru too?

Back to this. In Mikey's memories he doesn't have blood on his hands. Having seen everything above about the psychology of testimony, this can be due to multiple factors and we have two options:

There really was no blood on his hands. He isn't guilty and Senju's memory failed. What happened? Wakui, explain☠️. Maybe something supernatural related to time travel

There is blood and he is guilty, although in his memories he doesn't have it. Why would this happen? Because Mikey wouldn't be able to blame himself for something so brutal. Defense mechanisms. The same ones that led Kazutora to blame Mikey for Shinichiro's death, because his brain didn't want to process that he had killed him. His brain was protecting him from himself and this could be the case with Mikey as well.

Wakui forgot to draw the damn blood ☠️

Do you know who could have the best testimony?

Baji. I think his testimony would be more reliable than Senju's (she is only a witness after the event, not during it), and Sanzu (his memories could be influenced by his obsession with mikey). Even if he could be influenced by all the factors we've seen and the ones we haven't, his version could be pretty reliable.

But he's a bit — ☠️

Anyway, I think that would be all that can be squeezed out of this case. Don't hesitate to give your opinion, correct me if I have forgotten something, and if you even find any misspelling!

💕

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misteria247 · 2 years

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Do you know what I love? 2012 tmnt, but do you know what i love even more? romantic 2012 tmnt headcanons (and some general once) so hear we go

Not gonna lie if Mikey had complete access to the internet something tells me that he would gravitate towards the RaWr XD aesthetic.

If you let them, Mikey and Leo would love to braid your hair. Mikey would do multiple ones complete with colorful hair accessories while Leo does one long complicated braid to the best of his abilities.

Although Mikey might try and inspire your artistik view Raph will actually give you tips on how to get better,

Considering that the brothers have bulkier bodies in contrast to your body, they can't help but hold on to you a little longer when they hug you. You're just so shaped and lovable. Oh and when you cuddle bruh, it is, heaven to them, they sometimes squeeze you a bit unconsciously if they feel you're gonna leave.

Doonie is all for explaining his machines but he wouldn't mind listening to you rant about your interests, if anything it will only strengthen your bond. There is something so comforting about being able to talk to someone about your passions. He's also the type of guy that will listen to music with you while you both do your own things in each other's comfort.

Late night walks are bound to happen, whether they are taking you home making sure you're safe or just chilling on the rooftops chatting about everything and nothing.

If you give any of them a gift they will blow up, theoretically. Donnie is flabbergasted and blushes a whole lot, his brothers make fun of him for it but shut up when you give them gifts too. Leo is surprised but recovers fast and thanx you, Raph is standoffish and acts like he didn't want it but it's obvious he appreciated the gesture and Mikey is as joyous as ever. They only have themselves so getting a gift from you will surely be cherished.

If you have any scars or stretch marks they will, with your permission, trace them with their fingers, and that's the way they realized you were ticklish.

You know how a cat's purr has healing qualities? Yah, whenever you're feeling down or something substantially bad happens to you they will churn out of instinct, Raph and Donnie are most likely to do this in private. Otherwise Leo won't mind as much and Mikey has chirped towards you openly in front of the boys so he doesn't care.

Speaking of noises, they love hearing the random noises you make when you're at your prime. Raph likes hearing the little breathless gasps that are soon followed by that adorable giggle as he surprises you. Leo likes hearing the content sigh you let out when you're meditating or just chilling reading comics. Donnie likes hearing your awe at his work as he demonstrates them earning another gasp of amazement. And Mikey likes hearing your hmm's and ahh's as you think of new ideas together

Thinks you're really cute when you blush at their compliments.

When your tired Donnie will have you snuggling into his lap as he works on his laptop.

Due to their lifestyle, being involved with them in any way is surely to put your life at risk, which is why they may seem a bit overprotective at times. Especially if a mission went wrong and the perpetrator they were fighting is still out there.

Each of them have gone through some heavy shit, so having someone that they can vent to is so refreshing. Raph with his anger issues, Donnie with his endless want for approval and Leo with his trauma. Although Mikey doesn't seem like the guy that needs a lot of comfort. There's no denying that watching his brothers almost die to protect him over and over again didn't cause some form of menatals scars. He's just really good at hiding it, besides he's supposed to be the goofball of the family, he's supposed to keep their morale up, and that's where you step in. To let him cry all his frustrations out, for all the times he felt weak and fragile, the worries of losing his only family washes oway for just that moment, such a brief moment that he will cherish for as long as he holds you in his memories.

You understand that the hardship they're going through would have rendered anyone beyond exhausted and depressed so you try to reassure them at every turn. You reassure them that you will always be proud of them as long as their actions are true to what they believe in. You will hold nothing but utmost love and respect for them till you've kicked the bucket.

They are so thankful of you it's unreal.

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 My stupid little heart loving these sappy romantic head canons omfg I love this sm

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kokomochi · 2 years

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𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐃 | 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮

"𝙞 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙮 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚."

SOULMATE AU! BONTEN TIMELINE! they say that soulmates were typically connected through the red string of fate- some believe that they are connected through tattoos appearing on their skin, or even a timer on their wrist. in this story, however, is through glowing hair. bonten's executive, haruchiyo sanzu, never thought that he would be soulmates with the youngest sibling of the notorious haitani brothers.

04. dinner with the haitani's

"can someone tell me why we have to cook our dinner?" rindou sighed as he and y/n were seated down on their island, munching on pieces of food they were able to get from ran.

"not my fault ran decided to shoot our old chef." y/n shrugged, reaching out to grab another piece of noodle when ran slapped her hand away.

"first of all, that chef served you uncooked chicken. second of all- will you guys stop sneaking noodles away?" the younger siblings sighed in synch, laying their head on the cold marble tabletop as ran went back to cooking.

"why are you preparing such big portions anyway? it's only the three of us here." the youngest asked, walking behind her brother to peek at what he was cooking- and sneaking some food as well.

"can you just sit down for a moment?"

she obeyed, not while she sneaked a piece of ham to rindou who ate it quickly.

"we're going to have a normal meal. like a normal family." ran explained to them, pointing a spatula at their stuffed faces.

"and you better be in your best behaviors. the executives are coming over for dinner."

the youngest siblings looked at each other and nodded.

"10,000 ¥ that someone is gonna get murdered tonight." y/n bargained, making rindou scoff.

"100,000 ¥ that you won't be able to act normal in front of our co-workers." y/n sneered at him.

"200,000 ¥ that you're going to pass out with just one shot."

"500,000 ¥ that you'll-"

"i swear to the two of you, if you don't shut up i will serve your heads instead." ran irked, slamming a random atm card on the table.

"everything in that. i bet y/n's meeting her soulmate tonight." the oldest had a smirk on his face as he looked at the shocked faces of his siblings.

he wasn't as dumb as rindou, and actually has an idea of who his sister's soulmate is. it was obvious, but he wanted to see it for himself if it really was him.

"how much is in here- who's haruko?" y/n read the name on the card, squinting as she wiped dried blood off it.

"dead." rindou deadpanned, looking at the card as well.

"you're betting an entire atm- to my soulmate?" y/n stared blankly at her brother's back as he went back to cooking.

"unlike rindou, i actually have an idea who it is." was all he said, making the middle child irk in his seat and stood up.

"what 'ya mean by that?!" he said, not receiving a response from ran.

"wait, so you know who my soulmate may be and didn't tell me?" y/n narrowed her eyes at ran, who simply smiled at her.

"it was just a deduction. though i really hope he isn't." to this, rindou suddenly banged his head on the table which scared y/n.

"please don't tell me-"

"shut up rindou."

"thank you for coming, kakucho." ran greeted one of his co-workers who seemed to be the first one to arrive. the male bowed at the oldest sibling as he took a bottle of sake from the shopping bag he was holding

"i figured that we'd be needing a drink tonight." kakucho said, making ran bow at his thoughtfulness.

"you really didn't have to you know." he said, inspecting the sake bottle.

"i heard that mikey's gonna bring in the traitors here tonight." the two were seated in the parlor, waiting for the rest to arrive.

"anyways, where's rindou?"

"he's upstairs with our sister. i had them clean up after spilling tomato paste on their clothes." kakucho laughed at his statement.

"that dude's thirty and still acts like a child sometimes." he wiped the imaginary tear off the corner of his eyes.

"i also heard that your sister's turning 20 in 4 days?"

ran hummed in response, getting up to put the sake bottle in a nearby refrigerator.

"yeah. she wanted me to invite the entire executives for some reason." his co-worker patted him in the back.

"it's fine man. give the little girl a chance." ran just sighed as a knock resounded throughout the house.

"i'll get it."

as he got up from the sofa, he noticed rindou and y/n having a race to the door. he mentally slapped himself at the antics of his siblings as he followed them.

"back off!"

"no you!"

"what did i tell you two?" ran glared at them from behind, making the two stop and quickly compose themselves.

"nevermind that. stand behind me."

he opened the door and kokonoi hajime was seen- along with sanzu haruchiyo.

"hey y/n, when did you have a lightbulb in your hair?" rindou asked, making y/n look at the different colored lock on her hair- sure enough it was indeed glowing.

ran heard their conversation as he contemplated whether to bring sanzu in or not.

"hey old man, are you bringing us in or what?" sanzu sighed, brushing his hair back while koko just stared at him.

"hey, did you attach a flashlight in your hair just now?" the silver-haired male asked, causing sanzu to stop his actions and look at his bangs.

"holy shit dude-"

"shut up and come in." ran said, still glaring at sanzu.

as the two came in, they were greeted by the sight of the younger siblings fawning over the glowing strawberry-haired lock.

"rindou look! i'm like an angel fish!" y/n giggled as rindou took her glowing hair and made it imitate that of an angel fish.

ahem.

their attention went back to their brother and two other people behind him.

"y/n, i think it's time for you to meet him." he stepped aside, and a man with a mullet the same as her brother was seen.

he had the most beautiful strawberry-colored hair she had ever seen yet looked familiar as well. his blue eyes adding to the look- not forgetting the scars on either side of his mouth.

her eyes quickly landed on the glowing (h/c) hair on his bangs.

"oh-"

sanzu was in the same situation as her.

never in his entire life did he imagine that his soulmate was going to be the sister of his co-worker.

he studied her for as long as he could. he noticed how well his strawberry-colored lock went well with her (h/c) hair. her sharp yet gentle (e/c) eyes looking back at him with emotions he couldn't decipher.

it was as if it was his first time seeing a woman as beautiful as ever.

sure he had his fair share of hookups and all- but they were mostly just to satisfy his needs, he didn't have any sort of connection nor emotions attached to them. they may have been pretty, but the young woman in front of him looked more ethereal than what he expected.

ran coughed again, snapping the two out of their daydreaming at rindou and kokonoi just watched in amazement.

"y/n, this is sanzu haruchiyo, your soulmate."

"sanzu, this is haitani y/n, my sister and your soulmate."

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infuriatedleprechaun · 2 years

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OSTRACIZED

Chapter 9: Abuse

hey guys! Chapter 9 is out! again, sorry for the long wait, as stated on my “pool party” one shot, I was visiting family for a couple weeks, I’ll post one chapter today and another tomorrow!

Hopefully this long chapter makes up for it a bit!

Chapters 1-8 here

RECAP!

- "Guys! This is Rasputia" his tone was a little different, not as excited or loud. He removed her mask to reveal her hazel eyes as she regarded everyone, her eyes landed on me for a little bit longer but only for a moment, she smiled.

- "You think anyone else is going to want to be with you? Just remember. You're not like me, I can get whoever I want, I have one lined up as we speak" a hand went over my mouth, and I felt tears come to my eyes. Knocking be damned. I flung open the door, it slammed loudly against the wall.

"Mike. Time to train" I urgently told him. Ignored the fact that he probably wasn't clothed, but I needed to get him away from her.

- "I think it best we keep him away from this woman and once isolated, try to talk with him, explain what he has is abusive. Unhealthy" Splinter seemed very concerned about his son. Running a hand through his facial hair in thought

- "Raph. I don't want to do this" I whispered with a frown.

"You need to do this" was all he said as he stared straight ahead, his eyes had something, not his usual rough exterior, he was even frowning a bit. The second we walked into the medbay, Donnie gave me a vial of blood, which I was not happy about seeing.

- "He's hurt bad, but he'll live" Donnie assured as they were building hopping, they had made it to the roof tops, I pursed my lips, looking at April who looked as distraught as me. Splinter went from the grip on my arm to stop me, to soothe me, I swallowed hard, my eyes now leaving the screen.

WARNING: BLOOD, SEXUAL ASSAULT, THE CHAPTER IS CALLED ABUSE SO THERE’S THAT,

AND PAINFULLY LARGE AMOUNT OF FLUFF AT SOME POINT

18+

Abuse

April, Splinter and myself were at the door to the lair, and quickly hurried them inside, Raph was carrying the youngest, who had all sorts of cuts, bruises, and swelling. He looked incredibly rough for wear. I had to stop following for a brief moment, process the damage on my poor brother, I forced myself to snap out of it and follow them. I wasn't experienced enough to efficiently help Donnie out, so I would stay out of the way, but I was going to be there for the orange cladded turtle.

Don hooked him to an IV, and quickly got to work, wrapping, stitching, disinfecting, his hands were moving quickly, April and I huddled together with the turtles and splinter, watching everything intently. I didn't want to speak, like unintentionally taking one second of Donnie's attention away from the injured family member would be the death of the youngest brother.

"You doing ok?" Raph asked me. I looked up at him exasperated, why was he asking if I was ok? He was the one on the mission and watched his brother get hurt.

"Are you ok?" That was the real question as my worried blue eyes pierced his.

"Mike is a tough little guy, he always pulls through" Raph said. He was confident but you could tell he was still worried, watching Donnie go ham with the medical techniques.

I leaned up against his arm, and held his hand, my face on his tricep and gave his hand a reassuring squeeze, the turtle seemed to release some tension, but kept eyes on his baby brother. I continued to watch his body language a little longer to make sure he wasn't uncomfortable.

Donnie was finishing up with everything he could do, Mikey was stable at this point, and he could finally slow down and just work on the small stuff. The tallest turtle stepped to the side finally, giving a huff while relooking over Mike again, even gently moved him around a little bit very carefully to be completely sure he didn't miss anything.

"Abby, do you mind making some food for him?" I nodded, releasing Raph, April said she'd join me later. I opened the lab door and started to quietly make my way to the kitchen, being sure to pet bear on the way because no doubt he was worried about one of his best friends too.

Down the hall I went, and then froze when I heard some giggling. Rasputia, I forgot she was even here, how was she out here laughing when her boyfriend was clinging to life down the hall?

I knew why, she was horrible for Mikey, I really wish this wasn't the case, but it was.

"Ill be back later. We can do WHATEVER you want" she said over the phone, I tried to ignore her, but that was a really weird thing for her to say.

"Yeah. I'll ride you until you hate me" that made me stop, and gape. Was that out of context, she wasn't cheating on Mike to top it all off. I could not believe this, and it wasn't like I could just go tell Mike, he knew we all hated her, what if he thought I was making it up?

I released a sigh, running my hands over the top of my head, I didn't know what to do. It really wasn't any of my business, but this was a new level of awful from her. I just wanted someone who was good for my brother, who would treat him like they were the top of their world!

I shook my head and decided to walk into the kitchen, I needed to make some food for the boys. And my chicken noodle soup always seemed to be something that healed and stayed light on the stomach.

Quickly I got onion, ginger, and garlic out to mince and Sautee, followed by some ingredients for noodles, and a bunch of chicken breasts. Boys need the protein.

By the time I had the noodles made, April came in and started helping me along. She's made this recipe with me before, she was familiar with it.

Finally the homemade noodles were thrown into the pot with the boiling veggies, and chicken. A few more minutes and everything will be done.

"April... what can we do about Rasputia?" I asked nervously while taking the pot off the heat.

"I don't know"

"I... I overheard her saying some... disturbing things..." I needed to get this off my chest.

"Do I want to know?" April saw the lack thereof presence of the woman when her boyfriend was unconscious and injured. She didn't need any more reasons to hate the woman.

"No... I'm pretty sure she's cheating on him"

"That doesn't really surprise me. She is a total bitch" she bristled.

"We need to keep him away from her" I sighed.

"Only so much we can do" the woman frowned.

"Hey guys. Mike is awake" that was Leo making his way into the kitchen. Relief washed over me. It sounded like he was going to be ok.

"Don kicked us all out, because he needs sleep. But he said if you can get him to eat then he needs to do so"

"I made my soup, it'll help him incase he feels sick" ginger helped with stomach aches, garlic helped with digestion, and Himalayan salt helped hydrate him.

"Here" I poured a bowl for Leo, luckily I got him to eat this morning. But Mikey I tried my best, to no avail, he really needed to eat to help his recovery along.

"Thank you" the leader seemed grateful for the pleasant smelling food, as he graciously took the bowl and inhaled the sent, walking over to the table, he looked so exhausted.

"You're very welcome. I'm going to go give this to Mikey" I chirped, already in a better mood at the news for the youngest brother making a recovery. I passed by Donnie on the way.

"There's a bunch of soup in the kitchen, eat up Don" The purple turtle seemed relieved that the food was ready. And picked up his pace to the kitchen, I snickered at him, and began to turn the corner, slowly, full bowl of soup in my hands.

But quickly back peddled when I saw the scene in the medbay. Rasputia was on top of Mikey, I didn't know what she was doing, because I didn't want to be rude to them.... again I guess...

At the same time, I didn't immediately turn away, because should Mikey be doing that kind of stuff? He was pretty injured. But at the same time, if he didn't mind?

"Rasputia. Please. I'm in a lot of pain" my eyes widened at that, that was definitely not consent, and she was now hurting him! My hands tightened around the hot bowl of soup, what do I do? Donnie was just down the hall.

"Come on now, turtle. Least I can do is have fun with you before I kill you. You're a mutant freak, but you fucked like no other" she giggled, but it wasn't a bubbly giggle, it was evil, she was so evil.

My anger raised before I could stop it, my skin turning more white than it's fair color already, fur growing, and I blacked out, last thing I heard was the bowl of soup hitting the ground with a shatter.

Raph, Leo, and Don ran back to the lab in quite a hurry, careful to avoid the broken bowl at the entrance. And they all froze in their tracks at what they saw:

A very torn up Rasputia against the dented wall (courtesy of her body's impact), with a very angry looking white fox, purple highlights around its amber eyes at it snarled at her. It was over Mike, hackles raised and actively snarling.

It towered over Mikey who looked a bit alarmed but not scared at the massive creature. Having only one paw on the bed made it slightly collapse under the weight until it removed it.

"Abby. Calm down" that was Leo. Raph had his weapons out.

"Wait Raph. Look at her posture, she's protecting Mikey. You attack, she might retaliate" Leo said lowly as the fox began to stalk towards a battered Rasputia.

"She could never be a problem for us again" Raph pointed out. Only half kidding.

"Its not right letting her die. But it's really not right letting Abby kill her, you know that'd hit her hard" the leader explained. Yeah, Raph knew that, Abby had too big of a heart for her own good sometimes. But he really did love that about her, she was so gentle and kind.

All 3 turtles quickly got between the massive fox and woman. The fox tensed, looking ready to fight. But when she realized they weren't armed, she seemed content with just snarling at them.

"Hey, Abby, come back to us. Come on. We know you're in there" that was Donnie giving a go at bringing her back. The fox had its hackles raised, blood from the wounded woman dripped from its jaws, the white fur around its mouth and paws was filthy with blood now.

"Mikey is safe, you did a good job" Raph continued it.

The fox was still growling, even gave some ear ripping barks, on a normal fox, it would've been a lot higher pitched. But on one this large it made a Rottweiler come off as a chihuahua.

"Come on, settle down" Raph cooed. The fox stared at them for a while longer. With a large huff, it started to shrink back down.

Abby grunted as she hit the ground, she held her head as she tried to regain her bearings, clearly confused.

"What... what happened?" She mumbled as if she just woke up. But started to get really nervous when she saw all the blood on her hands and face.

"You beat the shit out of Rasputia" Raph chuckled. As he put a hand behind her back to steady her. She immediately tensed and sat straight to look at the woman. But almost seemed as if she wasn't AS stressed from this target.

"I did? Is... is she ok?" This was my fox form after all. Though the blood was a pretty solid indicator. I was thankful at least some of my clothes were on me.

"She'll live"

"So. You're the experiment TCRI has been looking for" I quickly turned my attention to Rasputia. What did she say?

"What-What do you mean?" I swallowed.

"I was paid to track you, and kill them" Rasputia rolled her eyes, I heard a gasp from Mikey from his bed.

"But-" She was using Mikey to get close to me.

"Almost killed a couple of you, I'll do better next time" A couple?!

"What do you mean 'a couple?' you almost killed them?" I had to calm myself down, or Alopex would want to finish her off.

"Yeah, purple right there and the obnoxious orange one in the bed. Cornered one, exposed the other" Leo and Raph's jaws clenched at the same time as they stared this woman down.

"Donnie, can you make a prison for her? I have more questions for her" Leo's voice was low, and you could tell he was trying to hard not to let her get to him, but was failing at it.

"I should be able to whip something up" Donnie assured. I got to my feet, and went over to Mikey, I was so worried about him, he was injured and realized someone he loved was using him.

"Mike, I'm so sorry. Are you ok?" I sat on the bed next to him, brows furrowed with concern. Mike just looked at me, his baby blue eyes held so much pain and regret, I quickly but very, very gently brought him in for a hug. Staying silent and letting the hug soothe him, how could someone do this to him? How could anyone hurt someone like this? Let alone someone with such a big heart?

"Abbigail. Do you remember what happened?" Leo asked gently as he came up from behind me. He could ask his brother who would probably have a better recollection than me, but I was all but smothering him in a hug to support him.

"She um. She was going to sexually assault him, and then kill him. I was going to get you guys, but between my anger and the urgency of the situation, one thing happened after another. I guess I changed and messed her up" I couldn't believe this all seriously just happened. Rasputia was evil from the beginning, yes. But she was more evil than any of us could've imagined. Mike sniffled a little bit, and I continued to keep my gentle and supportive hug on him.

Leo was deadly silent, he clearly needed some time to actually process this, I didn't blame him, when I put 2 and 2 together for the whole situation it took me a little time too. Even after I processed it.

"What are you? How were you able to hurt Donnie?" Leo turned back to Rasputia quickly, Raph was restraining her with some chain and a lock.

"Wouldn't you like to know, leader in blue? I told you what I did to brag. Nothing more" She snickered. I couldn't help but to glare at her, Mike was going to get through this, find someone better than her, and she was going to get hers for failing every last aspect of her mission.

"How can someone be so cruel?" I shook my head.

"They're just animals" Rasputia rolled her eyes at me. I swear, she was trying to get me to transform, but I wasn't going to bite.

"First off, if you even treat any being like that, you're a psychopath, second of all, in case you forgot, everyone is an animal"

"You know what I mean" she gave me a smirk

"No. I don't" I huffed then turned away, I needed to stop engaging with her, she was making me incredibly upset.

"Hey. Don't listen to her. And thank you for protecting Mike" Raph came up from behind me, he didn't seem bothered at the exchange at all, in fact, he just looked prideful. Which, I wasn't understanding, but definitely wasn't going to complain about.

"Alright. This should do" Donnie had moved a floor panel to what seemed like a partially built tunnel, and had reinforced the panel into a door.

"We can keep her chained too. Maybe feed her every now and then" Donnie suggested. Leo nodded and roughly dragged her to the makeshift cell, and only kind of dropped her in.

"We need to eventually patch her up too. She didn't take as much damage as she should've, but those wounds can get worse" Leo told his brother who didn’t seem happy about that but at the same time? He understood. Mikey seemed to relax in my grip, and gently pulled away, his eyes were red, but he seemed to have gotten it out of his system for the time being.

"Thanks Abby. For saving me, Watching Alopex protecting me was awesome" I smiled at him, and couldn't help but to take a moment to be relieved that Alopex didn't hurt Mikey, she protected, just as I would've done if I had control. It could be a fluke considering she was the biggest threat to the room, or Sensei was right. I really hoped sensei was right, at least.

"Of course Mikey, if you need to talk, I will listen, and everyone is here for you" I assured. Raph was just standing next to me, seemingly regarding everything.

"You ok Mike?" he finally asked.

"Yeah. I'll be fine" He nodded, he already looked a little bit better, I couldn't help but to yawn, it was getting late.

"Mike I uh. I'll get you a new bowl of soup. Did you guys all eat?" I went back into mother hen mode.

"No, was about to. And then this all happened" Raph answered for everyone as Leo and Donnie came back over from ensuring Rasputia was secured.

"Well, let's eat, and then go to bed it's late" Leo decided, to which, everyone agreed quickly, the poor boys, they were probably so tired.

After I changed, we had a long dinner of several large bowls of soup for everyone, and some time to explain to April and Splinter why Rasputia won't be out and about near anyone anymore (not that they had complaints). I finished giving Mikey his fill, before starting to put away the leftovers and do the dishes, usually I would receive help from everyone, but tonight everyone must have just been too tired.

Which I understood completely, I always offered to do it by myself but they would all usually pitch in, tonight it was just Raph and me finishing up the mess with dinner, I was putting the last dish into the dish washer, and yawned.

"Thanks for the help" I smiled.

"Sure thing. I'm gonna go check on Mike, and then I'm gonna go to bed" he said.

"I'll go with you if you don't mind. Make sure he ate enough"

"He ate like, 4 bowls of soup, there's no way he's still hungry" Raph snickered as he lead the way out of the kitchen, I had a smile myself, and followed him. I don't know what changed in Raph for him to actually start trusting me, he even seemed to like hanging out with me. But I was thrilled! It was bothering me, for multiple reasons, but one I hadn't really realized until recently, was it more than friendship with him? Was I actually feeling more? Was that ok? Would he be ok with that? I needed to stop, I was making myself nervous.

Raph opened the door, and peeked into the room, when he saw his brother peacefully sleeping, he turned and lowly muttered that the hyperactive brother was sleeping, before turning the light off, and gently closing the door to not wake him up.

"Alright, I'll see you in the morning, Raph" I said before heading to my room, imagine my shock when he gently took my hand into one of his large three fingered palms.

"Hey uh. I know there was a bunch of stuff we wanted to talk about… Want to change and then come to my room? If you fall asleep it's no worries" Raph seemed a little, nervous?

"Oh, sure" he wanted to talk about this now? Also my pajamas were hardly appropriate for other's to see me in, I didn't want to make him uncomfortable. I'll make sure to ask him before I go into his room, if he wanted me to change I would have absolutely no problem with it. But my sweats were dirty from training in them today, and I hadn't gotten around to doing my own laundry.

I walked to my room, quickly stripped down to my underwear, threw a thin, well fitting tank top on, and found some sleeping shorts, they were pretty short, but in my defense I never thought anyone would see me wearing them. I made my way back to Raph's room and gave a gentle knock, I heard him tell me to come in and opened it, walking in slowly and bashfully.

"Is it ok to wear this?" Raph looked away from the tv that was playing what appeared to be south park, and then he started to stare.

"If it's not I completely understand and I'll go change" his hesitance was making me nervous.

"No Abby, you're fine, come on, you can get under the covers if you want" he cleared his throat and sat up to a sitting position.

I walked over to him, and definitely slid under the covers, a wave of heat from the turtle hit me, and I felt toasty and cozy, I was also a little red faced, what was I thinking coming in here like this? I should've just washed my stuff today.

"So, what was it you wanted to talk about first?" I leaned against a pillow, my blue eyes watching his hazel ones.

"If you're down for it. I am a little confused about your sexuality" he admitted. I winced at that, at one point I was proud, but now, I kind of just accepted it but still didn't like to talk about it, especially after my parents' reaction.

"What was it you said to April?"

"Panromantic Asexual" I wanted to just go under the covers and not come back up for a while, I wonder why Raph was so curious about the whole thing, enough to make it the first part of our conversation.

"So um. I can fall in love and be with anyone, gender or otherwise, but can't feel sexual attraction" I admitted, I always felt like a freak, sex was so huge for everyone else, but it never fazed me.

"So you can fall in love with the gender of ninja turtles too?" I pursed my lips, cheeks stayed red, and giggled a bit at the turtle.

"Anyone" I told the smiling red cladded turtle, he has such a nive smile.

"And you said you cant feel sexual attraction? So sex will always be off the table with you?" Oh, he was getting in depth.

"N-No. I'm sex neutral. The concept doesn't bother me, but I'd really have to find the right person in order to not be repulsed" I was getting embarrassed, but I'd push through.

"I don't really understand" he remained respectful the whole time, and I understood his confusion completely, figuring this all out for me was crazy.

"The best way I've seen someone put it, is like: you're not hungry, but when your mom puts some really good food in front of you you'll eat it" I snickered nervously a bit at that.

"In order for me not to be repulsed, I personally need to feel very deeply for someone, my heart has to be the thing that gets turned on, then my body can follow, loving someone so deeply is the closest thing I can get to sexual attraction. If that makes any sense at all, it's really confusing I know" I ran a hand over my head.

"That makes more sense." He nodded.

"As for sex within a relationship I can really take it or leave it, it makes no difference to me." I was going to leave it at that, there were more personal details about myself I was not about to get into.

"So. What happened in the lab today. After I drank the blood? If I'm not crossing a line in asking"

"Of course not. You have a right to know" he seemed to be finding the right words to explain his situation.

"Well, you know we have a good sense of smell…" Raph started, sounding as awkward as I did when I was explaining my own situation. I nodded once. I DEFINITELY smelled a lot coming off Raph when I was in my turtle form.

"Well, when you turned into a turtle, your pheromones were really, really strong, and um. I was having a lot of difficulty" my face went bright red and I cleared my throat.

"But. Why did Donnie not seem too affected?" I was a bit confused, while it seemed to have effect him, he didn't have anywhere near the same reaction as Raph.

"That. That's where it gets a little more complicated" he blinked, rubbing a hand on the back of his neck, I heard some pops as he shifted his head to the side, he seemed a little tense. I gently put a hand on his face, urging him to relax a but. He never had the need to be tense like this when talking to me. None of the boys did.

"I really don't want to make things awkward, but I want to be up front with you. I have feelings for you" my eyes widened at that, my mouth dropped open, and all I could really do is rest my back against the wall and try to process what he actually just said to me. Was this a prank? Was he messing with me? Raph wouldn't do that to me, would he?

"Abby?" he raised a brow, and when I saw the nervousness in his eyes and posture? He was either a really good actor or he was being genuine.

"You're… Being serious?" I just had to make sure, I couldn't believe he actually had feelings for me. He went from hating me to this? So many questions were surfacing to my mind.

"Well of course I'm being serious. Why?" The tenseness in his body seemed to grow, he was definitely not the kind to expose himself like this, and I felt really bad for keeping him in suspense, but he did blindside me a bit here.

"It's just. You didn't trust me, you hated me, and then you pulled a 180? All in a span of a few months?" Mind go brrt with the spinning, I wasn't trying to make this seem like an interrogation, but I needed some answers.

"Abby. I NEVER hated you. It's just, we found you in a lab you had been stuck in for years, you didn't remember anything, and we did the one thing we never really have done with anyone aside from April. Eventually Casey. We brought you to our home, where we're vulnerable. I was just trying to look out for my brothers and father, I was trying to keep them safe. They all trusted you so fast, it made me nervous they were dropping their guard too quickly. Especially considering we knew nothing about you."

Ok, that made sense, and was kind of what I figured, it was just that he was so harsh with me, and it did hurt my feelings, I had no reason to hold it against him though. He was making amends now, and he seemed to trust me a lot more.

"And then we actually had someone infiltrate us, and you kicked the shit out of her. Saved my little brother" again, with the pride in his eyes.

"You took really good care of Donnie when he was down and out. And you take really good care of us every day" Raph continued.

"I'm really grateful for you, and I'm sorry if. If I was being a dick at the beginning there" some tenseness in my shoulders relaxed when he said that, I didn't even know I was taught.

"Of course Raph. It's an honor helping you guys out after what you did for me, and for this city everyday. I can never repay you guys for that" I couldn't believe this whole conversation.

"I… I have feelings for you too. But. I didn't ever think you'd be able to, you know" between my weird tendencies because of my sexuality which was a deterrent to many others, and then was dwarfed by whatever creature I was turned into. I was made to HUNT Raph and his family down.

"Because you're a hunter? Asexual? Take my pick?"

"Yeah. What we have would be… a bit complex" I warned him, and I didn't think he'd be down for that much effort to this whole thing. Sure relationships were a lot of work, but there were SO many other aspects to this one.

"I'm willing to try" I looked up at him, making sure he was being serious.

"Yeah. I mean it. Only if you're willing to try to put up with me" he said with a sheepish smile.

"I'm not the easiest to put up with either"

I had a smile on my face, and nodded. I'm glad I came here, so we could talk this all out.

"Is it ok if I kiss yah?" I leaned closer to him, and kissed him. I could feel him jolt in surprise, and then gently bring a hand to my face.

I didn't mind quick pecks on the lips, but never had I been able to go further than that, until now. This was actually pleasant. Gently I pulled away from him, and looked into his gorgeous eyes. He had a big, goofy grin on his face, and I could see the exhaustion fully now. Which concerned me, a lot. They had done a lot today.

"Can I take take your mask off?" My voice was barely a whisper, I was so shy to this all.

My hand reached for the cloth, rubbing ot between my fingers as I looked at him, his posture was a bit nervous, as he very gently held my wrist, he was thinking about it.

"Alright" I smiled, clearly this was a very intimate moment for him, something he's never done. It warmed my heart so much that he was actually letting me do this.

I sat on his lap, watching his body language, I couldn't help the caution, I wanted to be as respectful as I could to him, while his hands went to my thighs with surprise at forwardness. He didn't seem to mind.

I reached around his head, a bit apologetic that my breasts were so close to his face. But I loosened the knot at the back of his sand cap styled mask, and then took the piece of cloth off.

My small breath caught in my throat at the sight he had scars littering near his eyes, a large one on top of his head. I've never seen any of the boys with their mask off, and I'm glad I had the honor to see Raph without his.

"What uh. Whaydya think?" His voice again seemed a bit nervous. My hand reached again, slowly so he could stop me if he wanted to, well, easily anyway. He is a ninja, and I've seen him use his speed numerous times, you know what mean!

My hands gently examined each scar, especially the large one on the top of his head. And a couple really small ones beside his eyes.

"Youre incredible" came my love struck response, my eyes had to be on the verge of sprakling. I wasnt even exaggerating.

"I love you without your mask on" I admitted with a smile as I dropped my gaze to his eyes. He seemed too stunned to speak, but that's OK, the smile never left my face, this whole situation could stop my heart with how tight of a death grip it had it. I loved it.

I Leaned in, kissing his varying scars, and continued to run my hands over them. And gently placed a peck to his lips again, the low rumbling sound I heard when we snuggled on the couch came from him. He gently parted our lips, looking at me.

"They... they don't bother you?" I sat back. Regarding him, he needed reassurance, it's ok.

"Scars are gorgeous. Dare I say a word I practically never use: hot. And you're the most breath taking person I have ever laid my eyes on" I was not lying, I was not overexaggerating. Should I admit it to myself? I was quickly falling in love with Raph, the love drunk aspects were hitting me like a ton of bricks.

I could feel his green orbs staring into my soul, he was taking me in, and the emotion in his eyes almost completely drowned out how tired he looked. My concern grew, he went through a lot of physical strain, mental, and emotional. He needed sleep, we could talk later, but right now I was worried about him.

"You need to sleep" I reminded him, sitting up, a hand to the side of his face which he eagerly leaned into now, i rubbed one of his scars with a thumb lovingly.

"So do you. Especially before we try anything" my brows raised at that and I couldn't help but to get a bit excited when he mentioned that.

"I've never been so worked up over such an innocent exchange" he admitted sheepishly.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do THAT to you" but I'm glad he loved this interaction as much as I did.

"How could I not? Pretty, fit, blue eyed Blonde, on my lap, wearing a thing tank top with no bra, telling me everything I'm unsure about with my physical appearance is breath taking to them and they love it. A siren has absolutely nothing on you, babe" he wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me to his plastron gently. My smile grew as I got closer to him. We exchanged another kiss, Raph had my heart now, I've never given it up to anyone until now. But I was so in love with him, it was a bit terrifying.

I actually felt some physical attraction to him too. Which was also VERY new to me, never would I be able to make such exchanges with another person. It would've grossed me out. Again, the turtle pulled away from the passionate kiss, I couldn't look away from him.

"Alright, for real this time. You need sleep" I giggled, hopefully this wasn't working him up more. I really wasn't meaning to. I didn't know much but I knew guys could get sore if they got too worked up, felt a bit bad.

I climbed off of him, and his body decompressed like he was disappointed. I moved as close as I could to him, feeling his pebbled skin on my back. It was something I was quickly finding soothing.

I was a but surprised when I felt his body pull away, until I felt the shift in the bed, he was rolling towards me. An arm came around, wrapping around me, and pulling me flusb up against his plastron. He kept his lower half away from me, I understood. He needed sleep more than I did, so I'm glad he was about to.

I woke up to Donnie knocking on the door. I was sleeping hotter than usual, and then I moved and realized Raph had me locked against him with an arm still.

And I giggled when he pulled me closer to him in his sleep. Nuzzling my neck which tickled a bit.

"Raaaaaph" came the obnoxious call.

"Come ooooon. training!" I heard a murmuring from the otherside of the door. Donnie acted like such a younger brother sometimes, it cracked me up how much they loved annoying each other.

"Uh. Raph? Abby isn't in the lair. She's not on the couch or her room" oh no!

"She's with me, she's fine" he grumbled.

"Wh-what?!?" Came Donnie exclaimed.

"We're up, we'll be in the dojo in a minute" Raph assured. He released me from the nice cuddling position, I sighed, I liked the snuggling. I havent slept that well in my life, and I sat up and stretched.

"I uh. Tend to get handsy. If it ever bothers you, lemme know. Please"

"Raph. You're fine. I'll let you know" I promised. All the boys seemed good at reading body language. He nodded with a relieved smile. Honestly, I don't think him getting handsy would ever bother me at this rate.

"Better get to your room, unless you want to see me get dressed" my cheeks went a bright pink.

"You'd get no complaints from me" I admitted he turned back around from his dresser with shock. But I was already snickering and running out of the room.

I said I was sex neutral, so I wouldn't mind someone whom I care for so deeply a little naked.... who am I kidding? Seeing Raoh naked would do so much to me. Especially when Raph looked the way he was, he's freaking gorgeous. Especially without his mask, God I love that.

I all but snuck to my room, praying none of the other guys would see me in such provocative clothing. Luckily they all seemed to be in the dojo.

I made quick work of getting dressed, so I could get to the dojo. Working out with everyone seemed to give an umph to my step and be motivated to do my exercises.

I got to the dojo last, and quietly made it to my yoga mat off in the corner of the room. Where I began to stretch and start calisthenics. As per usual, I loved taking a minute or two for breaks, to watch the guys.

My eyes lingering on Raph the longest for an embarrassing amount of time. Snap out of it. I had weight lifting and cardio left, and I was done.

Weight lifting was only a couple of sets, so thankfully, I finished up with that quickly.

"Abbigail, you wish to do standing rondori with us for your cardio?" Splinter asked after getting my attention to take my headphones out, I made sure to keep the music lower just in case anyone wanted to get my attention

"Sure sensei!"

"Excellent. You'll be fighting Raph again" he quickly replied, a gleam in his eye. I.... he was doing this on purpose! But why? I couldn't help the amusement towards the mutant rat in my posture.

"Raph is gonna give her some cardio, huh?" Mike grinned at Splinter from where he sat on the ground. He looked so much better today, though he didn't participate in training, he was just watching, but he'd make a full recovery in no time flat at the rate he was going.

Raph had a small smile on me, well, it seemed like he didn't mind fighting me again, so maybe he wasn't too upset he lost last time. We bowed to each other.

"Hope you got something else up your sleeve" he smirked at me with a competitive gleam to his eyes. I looked at my bare arms innocently causing him to snicker.

I put my hands up, foot tapped twice behind me. I had a truck or two left.

The turtle started stalking his way towards me, grabbing my arms for a throw. A stepped back, using his own grip against him, snapping him downward, and grabbed his shoulder, and threw my weight on his upper body to make him hunch forward.

I knew what his reaction was going to be, to throw himself back to make himself stand straight again. I quickly sidestepped when he started to do just that, I shifted, sidestepping quickly, planting a food behind him, and then threw my weight again.

My strength mixed with his momentum and weight, he was about 5 feet in the air, flat as a table, as I guided his body roughly to the mat. The second he was there, I moved over him to get him in a pin. My arm around his neck and my upper body holding his arm. Like this would actually stop him, he could easily stand up and keep this position. I wasn't even mad about that, either.

"Ippon" Splinter announced. I couldn't help to smile at the stunned Raph, I kissed his forehead, very much so wishing his mask was gone again, but he obviously put it back on this morning before training, I got up to let him up as well. I was about 130 lbs, he was probably triple that in pure muscle. But it was more of a courtesy and respect thing.

We stood to bow, I quickly tucked my hands at my sides, and gave the respectful Japanese courtesy. When he didn't I was a bit confused, Splinter cleared his throat and the trance Raph seemed to be in was cleared and he bowed back. I couldn't help but to give an airy giggle.

Alright, so I was out grocery shopping, I had an ear piece in while I moved along the isles of the grocery story. It was connected to a phone call with Donnie who was telling me requests, and making sure I was OK.

All the boys were on top of the grocery store roof. Listening in on me, also making sure I was ok. I didn't know if it was necessary anymore, but they were so amazing and didn't seem to mind, so I humored them.

When I was moving from produce to the breakfast isle, I couldn't help but to notice a slightly taller than me figure, in a black hoodie was following me. I know it's not weird running into the same person in a store, but this person didn't have a cart, basket, or anything.

"Bro, I'm sorry I ate all your fruit snacks" I could hear Mikey in the background, talking to an upset Leo. I pursed my lips, trying not to laugh in the store.

"Its ok Mikey, kiss your gold fish goodbye" the leader in blue retaliated.

"There's entire memes about people liking to date single moms because of the snacks. Apparently they just need to come to a turtle lair" Mikey was noticing a pattern here and I was doing my best to not bust out laughing.

I made it to the baking isle, buying more flour, stevia, and yeast. If I didn't have stuff to make pizza I fear Mikey might actually perish. After grabbing the yeast, I saw the hooded figure duck behind the isle. Alright. THAT is strange.

Back before I knew what kind of mutant I was, I'd probably high tail it. But I knew I could defend myself now, best to inform the boys of the possibility, keep an eye on him, and finish up the grocery shopping.

"Hey guys, someone might be following me. But it's a little early to tell" I said casually as I made it to the bread isle.

I hear shuffling, and even some smacks but then I was surprised to hear Raph's voice as clearly as I would've heard Donnie's voice.

"What do they look like?"

"Raphie protecting his GIIIIIRL FRIEEEEEND. Raph and Abby sitting in a tree. K-i- gah!"

"Ninjas are supposed to be quiet Mikey" That was Leo as he head locked his brother playfully while scolding him.

"Black hoodie, a little taller than me" I explained, picking out some special bread for me, then getting cinnamon bread for Leo and Donnie, and a couple white loafs for Mikey and Raph.

"You can come back and get groceries later. Come on out" Raph ordered.

"I'm almost done, I'll just keep an eye out" I moved along to get some dairy snacks and more things we needed.

"Raph's right, just come on out" that was Leo, sounding closer to the speaker.

"Guys. I'm ok. If anything happens you'll know"

"We're trying to prevent something from happening" Donnie reasoned.

"They're making Robert Pattinson batman" I snickered at Mikey's distracted mind. He seemed more chipper and free today, he must be recovering from the heart break, and I know Rasputia was the cause of him clamming up and being unsure.

"Hush Mikey" came the other three brothers.

"If that shorty follow you out of the store. We're going to be meeting him" Raph's voice seemed lower than usual.

"He probably won't, but I'll keep you posted" I got the milk, eggs, I know at least one brother wanted yogurt. My blue eyes made it to the stranger again, who was also pretending to look at eggs, They still had nothing in their possession to buy.

I guess it was time for me to see if he'd follow me to check out and then outside. I moved to checkout, when I didn't see him at any of the other lines, or in sight, I breathed out.

"Find everything ma'am?" The cashier asked.

"I did, thank you" was my reply as I pulled a credit card out, patiently waiting for the bagger to finish up their work, I got to the handle of the cart, and headed out to the automatic doors. I needed to get to the alleyway to meet the boys, typically they pulled all the groceries out, and I would just move the cart back over to the storefront.

"We see em. He's on your tail" Raph still had the headpiece from Donnie.

"There's probably an explanation for this Raph" was my gentle response. I was a bit scared, considering how many times I have been kidnapped and dragged into a lab. But I did my best to keep my voice calm and all of them calm, as well.

"Oh there's an explanation, none of them good, we're coming down" I was about to tell them to wait, but then the voice from the hooded figure stunned me to my very core.

"That's a lot of groceries if you're living by yourself" I quickly turned around, mouth agape to see my red headed, blue eyed sister, she had taken the hood off.

"Anastasia?" I couldn't believe this! My sister found me!

My happiness was slightly short lived when all four turtles landed behind the woman Raph storming up to her, not the best way for my family to meet each other…

CHAPTER 10 HAS ARRIVED!!!

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“Donatello’s Badd Time”

Season 5, Episode 7 First US Airdate: September 21, 1991

Donatello loses the Turtle van to a boorish family of robbers.

Our look back at season five of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles continues with “Donatello’s Badd Time”. Misty Taggart is credited as writer again here, following on from her work on the season debut “The Turtles and the Hare”.

While the other Turtles power through their reserves of soon-to-expire pizzas, Donatello is cooped up in the Lair’s garage, where he’s been working tirelessly on improvements to the Turtle Van. We see him make some final tweaks in front of Splinter, lifting up what I always assumed was supposed to be a spare wheel on the front to gain direct access to the vehicle’s engine. Real-world Volkswagen camper vans have the engine in the back, so this doesn’t make a whole lot of sense; clearly a lot of changes were made to this one after the Turtles acquired it from Baxter. Donnie goes on to demonstrate the improvements to his sensei, as a pair of panels pop out of the roof and cover the sides, disguising the team’s signature vehicle – not particularly convincingly, it must be said - as an ice cream van.

NOTE: After writing today’s entry it was pointed out to me that the Turtle Van has rear doors, indicating that the engine block couldn’t be placed there. I was likely thinking of its toy counterpart (which has an engine decal on the back and no rear access), or the Archie Comics depiction of the van which is more heavily modelled after a VW camper but retains the back doors anyway...

Splinter’s regular voice actor Peter Renaday wasn’t available for this episode’s recording, and so instead Townsend Coleman steps in, clearly trying extremely hard to mimic the character’s usual mannerisms. Splinter is keen to inform the other Turtles about the latest developments, and when Donatello asks him to hold off, he tells his student that while he’ll comply with his wishes, “pride in one’s work is an excellent quality, but it must not be carried to excess”.

In the editing bay at Channel 6, April is accompanied by Irma as she re-watches one of her recent reports on a petty crime spree currently hitting New York. Locales including a shoe store, a beauty spot and a flower shop have all been targeted by an unnamed gang. Burne barges in ordering April to track down the victims and conduct interviews.

The ice cream van disguise didn’t feel like one of Donatello’s greatest innovations. As the show continues, we see him driving around and ready to test out his next development. He has the van approach a narrow alley, and as it draws closer the “skinny van mechanism” kicks in, narrowing its footprint dramatically and allowing it to continue on its journey. Even if I were to accept that this was possible, there are probably about a hundred reasons why you absolutely would not want to do it. After leaving the alley and winding up back up on the open road, a jubilant Donnie declares this to be a win for science. A battered pick-up truck nearly collides with the van: it’s driven by today’s lead villain, Bedelia Badd, who’s accompanied by her sons Bubba and Buford.

Irma seems to be settling into the role of April’s on-location sidekick, working the camera as Channel 6’s star reporter quizzes the patrons of the beauty salon. They recount how the business was robbed by “a trio of hillbillies – a woman and her two sons”. April assumes a woman’s hair is standing on-end due to her fright from the incident, but is told this is actually the latest trend. A second lady recounts how the crooks forced the customers to pose with them for a photo during the raid.

In the Lair, Leonardo recalls seeing the criminals from the photograph before. He shows Mikey and Raph an article about the notorious Badd family in “Crimestopper’s Weekly”. Reading the piece, he explains that the trio always take photos of their victims for the family album, and I still don’t understand why one was left with the customer from the salon. I assume it’s supposed to be an instant photo, but even then, why would the Badds give it to the victims?

The Badd Family shake down a video store before escaping again in their faltering truck. They encounter Donatello once more, who emerges from his van and offers to take a look at its smoking engine. While Donnie examines it, Bedelia shoves him inside, closing the truck’s hood. The Badds take the Turtle Van for themselves and drive away as the first act ends.

Donatello employs some Turtle Power™ to burst out of the truck, sending the hood flying. He heads off in the pick-up, looking to get his vehicle back. Meanwhile the Badd family begin meddling with the Turtle Van’s controls, inadvertently enabling a turbo mode that draws the attention of a police officer on a motorcycle. A second button turns out to be a smoke emitter mounted on the back of the roof that allows the crooks to lose the cop, and a third ejects a parachute from the back that brings the van to a halt. Enamoured with their new acquisition, the Badds begin plotting to use it to carry out some high-profile crimes.

Taking the beat-up truck back to the Lair’s garage, Donatello begins working on it in secret. The other Turtles press him for the use of the van so they can deal with the Badd family, but he’s too embarrassed to admit to having lost it, insisting that it’s still being serviced. Meanwhile April and Irma report from Kepple Research Laboratories, where Dr. Kepple reveals his new invention, a “power sizer” running off a giant diamond that can generate more energy than the sun. (Shredder and Krang must be on vacation or something, because how could they not be all over something like this?) The Badds pick up the slack as they see April’s report on the van’s TV, plotting to take the diamond for themselves. Back in the Lair, Donatello has completed repairs on the truck, and heads off in search of revenge.

The criminal trio arrive at the Lab before Channel 6’s duo has even left. Buford picks up April in one hand, who is furious, and Irma in the other, who immediately begins swooning at the hefty crook’s strength. Both are dropped like sacks of potatoes once the device has been stolen, and watch as the trio leave in the Turtle Van. Dr. Kepple tells April and Irma that if the Power Sizer is switched on without being calibrated, it’ll drain all energy in the city.

Leonardo, Raphael and Michaelangelo are forced to patrol the city on-foot, and discuss among themselves Donatello’s odd behaviour. The second act ends with the Turtle Van hurtling towards our heroes at top speed, with the trio assuming Donnie must be behind the wheel.

Act three opens with the three Turtles diving out of the van’s path, briefly winding up bouncing around an outdoor restaurant where they avoid knocking over a waiter’s pyramid of glasses (who then goes on to trip anyway). The team check in with April via Turtlecom, who suggests that the Badds stealing the Power Sizer might be a more pressing issue than Donatello’s odd behaviour, though the use of the Turtle Van in the robbery suggests the two events may be connected.

Donatello continues to drive around the city in the pick-up truck, using a handheld tracker to pursue the Turtle Van. (Spotting the vehicle’s erratic movements, he opines that he wishes they would be more careful as it’s not insured.) Leonardo reaches Donnie via Turtlecom, and when pressed, the team’s genius insists he’s in the Turtle Van right now. Now convinced Donatello is involved in the Power Sizer’s theft, Leo insists he should return it right away.

Bubba is seen whacking the Power Sizer against a control panel in the back of the van as he tries to free the diamond, accidentally activating the invention in the process. In one of the most surreal fourth wall breaks yet seen in TMNT, Dr. Kepple appears in a cloud of smoke, addressing the viewers and pointing out again what will happen if the device is misused. He adds that he “hates flashbacks as much as you do, but someone has to explain what’s going on!”

The Badds watch the city’s lights go out. It dawns on the trio that this means the power to any alarms will have been lost, allowing them to raid as many locations as they want. Back at the lab, Dr. Kepple points out to April and Irma that the Power Sizer has been activated and is now approaching overload. If it’s not stopped, it’ll generate a power wave that will destroy New York entirely.

Leo, Mikey and Raph spot Donatello pursuing the Badds in their pick-up truck, and use a sewer short cut to catch up with them. Donnie utilises a vacuum now fitted in the front of the truck’s grill to counter a smokescreen attack from the Turtle Van before the other Turtles emerge from a rooftop to land on the van’s roof. Bedelia activates the roof-mounted spring (as seen in the show’s original title sequence) to send the Turtles back into the sky, and they land in the back of Donatello’s truck.

April and Irma join the chase, filming events from their news van as the Badds use possibly the corniest addition to the Turtle Van yet – a big cartoon hand on a robotic arm that slings globs of mud out the side of the vehicle. Donnie uses a shield that he had fitted to the truck earlier to repel the attacks, before unleashing a barrage of ice cubes that force the Turtle Van off the road. In a last ditch-attempt to fight back, the Badds press a button on the van’s control panel that ejects all three criminals into a nearby dumpster. The Power Sizer is also sent flying, with Donatello leaping in to make the save. He delicately cuts a wire that disables the machine, saving the city from impending doom.

The team return to the Lair, where Donatello tells Splinter that he’s learned an important lesson about the dangers of trying to save face. April reports on TV about the return of the Power Sizer and the arrest of the Badd family before the lights go out; the team are initially concerned that Dr. Kepple’s invention might have been stolen again, but it turns out that Mikey caused a blown fuse while preparing a stack of pizzas.

Susan Stewart-Taggart, billed as Misty Taggart on TMNT’s title cards, has had a variable run on the show so far, but I think a lot of her poorer offerings can be chalked up at least in part to having the misfortune of being handled on the visual end by MW Dublin; “Leonardo Versus Tempestra” was an example of an episode she penned that paired a strong story with above-average animation. This one never quite hits those highs but is still a commendable effort, a fresh concept for a story that, happily, is handled by an animation team that by this point have a handle on things. The Badds aren’t the strongest villains, with only the matriarch Bedelia feeling fully developed, but having complained through much of season four about how tiresome all the mad scientists were getting, I appreciate them bringing something different to the table. I would be happy to see them get another go-around in a future episode, but this will turn out to be their only appearance.

Donatello spends much of this episode fixing up and driving around in the pick-up truck that had belonged to the Badds, and it took me a while to land on why that feels so familiar: whether by coincidence or by design, it’s reminiscent of the scenes from the 1990 live-action movie where he worked with Casey Jones to repair a strikingly similar-looking truck after the team had fled New York. Donnie’s generally used well here, his pride and embarrassment creating a web of lies in ways that feel authentic to his character.

More than perhaps any episode prior (except for maybe its debut back in season one), this adventure is something of a showcase for the Turtle Van, drawing upon its established gimmicks while also adding new ones. None of them besides perhaps the smokescreen ability are convincing: seeing the Turtle Van fold in upon itself like an accordion actually makes me lament the fact that TMNT has long since drifted away from its origins in the 1980s action cartoon space into a realm of outright silliness. Eventually this is going to damage the perception of the show to the point that it’ll require a major course correction to continue, but from our current standpoint in season five, that remains some way off. For now, let’s just enjoy the ride.

NEXT TIME: It’s a superhero sequel as Michelangelo Meets Bugman Again!

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The TokRev Plot Sucks- A Rant

!!! CAUTION: MANGA SPOILERS INCLUDED

- These are just my opinions! Feel free to argue with them I don't mind listening to other perspectives. I just needed to say all this lmao.

Okay! So TokRev is a pretty popular series, I myself have watched it and read the manga and am keeping up with it often- but I'll be honest, I really hate the series.

Initially, it was fun but the storyline was never something that really made you go- oh hell yeah this is great. In fact I find myself often thinking about how stupid it is.

Much of the plot is pretty pointless and the story just goes in random ways to suit a specific plan ig?

I think the only reason people do enjoy it at all is the same as for me, the characters are really interesting/hot/daddy/imsosorrylmao.

Now let me explain what points in the plot actually bother me:

1 • The Main Plot

So the story begins with Takemitchy traveling back in time to save his ex-gf from dying.

While it's understandable that you would go save someone once so dear to you if you had the chance..... BRO- CHANGING THE PAST HAS CONSEQUENCES, ARE YOU REALLY GONNA GO THROUGH THAT FOR YOUR DEAD EX WHO YOU BROKE UP WITH LIKE 10 YEARS AGO? I get you're miserable and broke and all... But the amount of drive he had for this goal which feels really pointless just bothers me.

2 • The Plot Armour

Do I even need to explain this? The amount of plot armour in this story is SO annoyingly obvious ㅠㅠ

To begin- we have the MC Takemitchy who is this weak ass lil boy who gets his ass kicked all the time but apparently has never been to the hospital or gotten killed despite the amount of blood he loses and critical hits he takes ....what?

Then we have the much ignored case of Shinichiro- who died after being hit in the head with a metal pipe by a child. On the other hand, Draken the Great is still up and running even after being hit in the head with a bat, was it? During the attempt on his life by Valhalla and Peh Yan. So somehow, Draken survived and still got up to fight later, but Shinichiro died instantly? Shinichiro was weak, but no kind of strength helps you survive a fatal hit in the head. Especially for a half bald guy like Draken Vs fluffy haired Shinichiro (yes that matters). It's just so confusing.

And the character with the strongest plot armour, The Invincible Mikey. Somehow, despite almost always being a whole foot shorter and 3× lankier than his opponents, bro manages to beat their ass with ease and even if he gets hit it just doesn't affect him...? Wierd, huh.

Other than that plot armour protects like, half of Toman and all of Takemitchy's friends.

3 • Dark Impulses???

I cannot be the only one utterly confused over the dark Impulses thing.

What the heck are they? Why is it such a big deal? Was the time leaping not enough of a fantasy element for the story?

I think we can agree that dark Impulses is a sugar coated way to say "mentally ill and a borderline serial killer"

4 • Takemitchy and his friends

So, these so-called delinquents, constantly get their ass beaten but- for some reason can't protect themselves. Also, MC Takemitchy makes it his goal to be Toman's top member despite how weak he is.

The obvious solution to him and his friends' problems... Learn to fight, you dimwits? Wanna be Toman's top member, be strong enough for the title. Wanna be free from being absolutely destroyed by everyone you fight... Learn to fight, hit the gym, idk- something?

Literally don't understand why they don't do this pls.

5 • Senju

This is a little unpopular but, I hate Senju. She had SO much potential as a character but it was absolutely crushed.

She was considered one of the three deities but still couldn't beat her brother- Sanzu? And is revealed do be low-key weak cuz she was strengthened by her team's support- but a few chapters later we're talking about her being OP as heck and hiding her true strength? For what reason?

Plus, she feels like a filler character cuz she's so poorly written. Instead of making her strong and admirable she was made to just act so, when she really isn't the shit. It's very disappointing cuz I really thought her character could be so much better if it was just slightly tweaked.

6 • The Plot Was Dragged after Kisaki's Death

I think his death should have ended the story, it was the initial main goal and he really carried the plot. The story easily could have ended in a satisfying way at this point but of course Mikey needs therapy so he'll take the plot to hell until he gets it?

Would have been a great and relieving ending at this point.

7 • Kisaki's Boring Backstory

.. so, love huh?

ARE YOU KIDDING ME BRO. OF ALL THE POSSIBLE REASONS TO DO ALL THAT??

WASN'T HE LIKE, A CHILD??? WHY ARE YOU SUCH A SIMP? Pls his backstory was just, not giving what it was supposed to give.

So those are my main reasons for disliking Tokyo Revengers' storyline. No hate to Ken Wakui, I'm sorry if this offends anyone! The show is still fun to watch, just not for the plot. As I said before, most of the characters are really interesting and make the series worth watching/reading.

Also- imma predict the ending real quick cuz I think that Takemitchy and the second time leaper (that's probably Hanma) or some other important character are gonna activate the final time leap farrrr back and that's gonna fix everything completely and like half- if not all of the dead characters, will come back and everything will be great.

But I feel there's a 50/50 chance this ends in some tragedy, like everyone dies and Mikey survives, or quite the opposite where Mikey dies but everyone else survives and is happy.

Idk bro, we'll see.

Until next time!

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Do you have physical descriptions of your characters? Not face claims, just something like race, hair, eyes, height, build. I like to picture them when I'm reading! Your Patreon OC most of all, like Alex, Burg, Marissa, Noah, Mickey, Willy, Hunter, Alex's siblings and all the children, Devon, Courtney... It's okay if you don't! It's a testament to your talent that you got a visual reader like me so immersed in the action and dialogue to forget what your characters look like ❤️❤️❤️

Alex, Noah, Devon, Cupid, Mills, and Mason are in a different post, so I’m linking that here. I have updated that post a couple times as I’ve changed my mind about things. Let me know if it doesn’t work. Absolutely don’t feel bad that you couldn’t find it if you looked. Tumblr is a mess when it comes to finding stuff. This post also includes some explanations about why I tend to not be a visual writer. So, I’m not going to include that here. It’s absolutely okay that you care and that you asked. Thank you for reading anyway and I’m always happy to answer. I apologize in advance for how many times my ADHD took over during this post.

One thing I also want to add to that post is that part of the reason I don’t often describe body types is that to me, a lot of this is implied by the professions of my characters. Hockey players’ body types don’t very all that much and I’ve mentioned when they do. (Alex is described by Willy as being one of the really big guys.) Kat is a rhythmic gymnast and I’ve mention that she hopes to go to the summer Olympics which puts her in a specific body type. Morgan plays college basketball and that says a lot about her body type. (This might be a spoiler. Sorry?) I’ve mentioned Mason and Devon’s heights, but after that, they’re assumed to have the body type of an Olympic figure skater. (Mason is an example of where I’ve mentioned where he differs a bit because he’s taller. Devon is an example of the same because he’s shorter and also an example of a place where I'm mentioned his size because of his height difference with Alex.)

Burg: I have the issue with Burg that I have with Matty. Both he and Matty are in my head as “basic American white hockey player with brown hair.” I have literally met multiple members of my cities NHL team multiple times at my old job and they all dislike me because they recognize me, and I never recognized them because they literally look exactly the same to me. But honestly, this genericness is purposeful for Matty and Burg because being “typical hockey players” but making the decision to align themselves as they do is important for Alex and Kent. They are also both around 6’1” and built like hockey players. I have literally never thought of their eye colors, so I’ll go with brown. (NGL. I have literally never noticed someone's eye color in my entire life. I literally just sat here and tried to think of the eye colors of all my best friends and I'm not sure of a single one.)

Marissa: I *think* I’ve mentioned that Marissa has brown hair and she’s half-Mexican, but is white-passing in most cases. Her hair is naturally kind of curly, but she straightens it most of the time because that’s less day-to-day upkeep. She’s 5’3” and slim but curvy.

Mikey: Honestly, I could sit here and try to make him sound different than Burg, but I would fail, and it would be embarrassing. I am thankful that I’m good at dialogue. (Which honestly is probably due to having prosopagnosia. I regularly recognize people by speech patterns and have been known to mix up people who look completely different but have very similar speech patterns. I actually had to explain to two people who were BFFs that I could see them, but since I don’t recognize by faces, my reflex is to recognize by speech patterns and stance/movement, so I’d say the wrong name reflexively before filling in the blanks that I was wrong when my eyes caught up and noticed other things my brain recognizes like hair and skin tone.)

Willy: Willy is blonde. I never intended for him to be a main character, so at the time I made him up, multiple Williams in the NHL had shoulder-length blonde hair so he also has it. He’s an example of where I’ve mentioned his hair because he cares about it. He has blonde hair and blue eyes for the same reason. He’s American, but has Swedish heritage. 6’1”

Hunter: Hunter is black, and he has a slighter lighter skin tone than Mason, Mills, Reaper, Ty and Emily. He keeps his hair cut fairly short. 6’2”

Courtney: Black and 6’1”. He doesn’t actually look like Hunter in facial features, but the description here is going to make it sound like that because I am a disaster at describing facial features for obvious reasons. I’ve mentioned that he is close to evenly matched with Willy in size, with Willy being a bit bulkier due to being a professional athlete while Courtney is a regular guy who goes to the gym.

The kids are going to be a little bit hard because they’re obviously growing. So I’m going to say height they’ll be as adults? (I have also deleted spoilers from this multiple times because Lizzie is 17 in the most recent post and 19 where I’m writing.)

Kat: Very slim and blonde. As an adult she’ll be 5’5” This is why even when she’s older, she jumps on Alex because he’s huge.

Ethan: Also blonde. Average height and gangly with glasses. He’ll be 5’8” as an adult, so average, but small next to Alex because he refuses to work out when he doesn't have to.

Lizzie: As an adult, she’s 6 foot and adds half an inch in between 18-20. She has been eating a lot of protein for a long time and as an adult, she has a fair amount of muscle. She has straight brown hair that is to her chin on the side of her hair that isn’t buzzed. She has been known to have team-related designs cut into the shaved side of her head.

Trey: He will end up a couple inches taller than Bitty, but he is basically almost a copy of his biological dad.

Ariel: 5’7” dirty blonde hair. Looks like someone a hockey player would date. Determined to not date hockey player and be a stereotype. May or may not succeed.

Asher: Looks like Matty with lighter hair and blue eyes instead of brown. NGL, I just decided his eye color.

Morgan: 6’1” light brown skin as an adult. Black hair that she usually wears in braids. Fairly muscled.

Taylor: 6 foot. He’s black with a deep skin tone. If Jeff was with him and Reaper at the same time, people always assumed he was Reaper’s kid. He’s athletic in the sense that he plays sports in high school, but will just do intermural sports for fun in college.

Darius: As an adult, he’ll be 5’7”. He’s black and absolutely passes for Mills’ biological son. As an adult, he'll look like Brian Michael Smith but with less muscle.

Feel free to ask for updates if I forgot anyone or when I add new characters!

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Hi I’m gonna be an insufferable prick and explain a bunch of my comic series because uhm. I really like it.

General content warnings: self harm, suicide, drugs, eating disorder, addiction, death, sexual assault, murder, and probably other stuff but those are the specific things I want you to know of.

First off, characters!

Toby: he’s 20, has adhd, homeless, and like. 5’7”? He’s got roughly shoulder length hair and was dating Jesse first and yeah (I’ll get into the polycule stuff later). He does not like going to bars with Jesse because people always treat Jesse like a little kid (and Jesse always pays for him, he feels bad about both things) but he agreed to go to stonewall inn because he’d been hired at a new job that day and Mikey and Jesse wanted to take him out to celebrate. He killed Mikey on accident because he got scared when the fights started breaking out and had a piece of broken glass in his hand as a precaution and Mikey tried to drag him to a back alley so they’d be safe and Toby got scared and shanked him without realizing that it was him. He realized and immediately ran away. (No he didn’t call 911 because fun fact: EMS wasn’t created in the US until 1973 and stonewall happened in 69.)

Jesse: he’s the mc in the comic, he’s 19, has anorexia (if you saw the original drawings yeah I changed it), and had fungal meningitis as a child that resulted in the loss of his right leg, and because any prosthetics that were available at the time were incredibly expensive and he has the balance of a drunken newborn, he’s wheelchair bound (he does always fold his left pant leg because he thinks it’s funny and also it keeps it out of the way). He started dating Mikey first out of him and Toby. He made it to the back alley where Mikey tried to take Toby and ran into Mikey’s body. He was, understandably horrified. While he was still in shock he made his way home (which took roughly an hour and a half) and realized he needed someone to be with him so he went to his friend James’s house and they. Okay so they end up fucking. And it is a pattern that continues. It’s important to the comic plot I promise. But it’s a whole thing and then James eventually goes okay dude this is really bad for you like I think you should actually talk it out yknow and then Jesse just sorta goes oh yeah you’re right and promptly goes home and develops a self harm addiction and he was. Sorta using random bits of metal he found on the ground outside and a guy sees him picking one up and assumes he’s gonna use it to do cocaine and is like yo if you wanna do drugs with other people I’m about to shoot up some heroin if you want some and he just goes yeah sure and yeah anyway he gets aids. And then he finds out and he kills himself via overdose.

Mikey: he’s trans and 18 and he had leukemia and he wanted to be a doctor and yeah I love him he’s my favorite if he lived long enough he would’ve been an EMT but he didn’t because Toby killed him and he doesn’t know it was an accident so he assumed it was a hate crime and he’s understandably pissed about it because he sees it as like fucking hell I was already gonna die young from leukemia but then my fucking boyfriend fucking shanked me and cut me off sooner than I should’ve been. He also narrates the entire comic so any boxes of text are just him talking. He’s like 5’9” and he doesn’t like sex jokes because they embarrass the shit out of him. He’s only actually seen in the last issue of the comic where he’s in the afterlife which is just the back rooms with Jesse and the fight each other and then just end up collapsing in a corner and Mikey starts sobbing because fuck Jesse killed himself and he feels bad that he felt like that and just starts compulsively apologizing and saying he loves him and idk I think that would be the end of the comic. He’s also got a little heterochromia spice because why not

Benji: he’s 23, Italian American, like 5’5”, has hyperosmia, and is a heroin addict (he’s the one that offered to share with Jesse). He’s also married* to Jane and he loves them very much. He started off with smoking cigarettes and it escalated in the order of weed, cocaine, heroin. He started smoking and drinking as a teenager to try to keep his ptsd at bay (he was sexually assaulted by a friend walking home one night), and it’s a combination of the distraction and high that got him addicted (once he started doing coke he stopped drinking because they were both expensive and he didn’t want to spend that much). He has a decent amount of trust issues for obvious reasons, but he would, and on many occasions has, trusted Jane with his life. He was at stonewall celebrating his and Jane’s second wedding anniversary.

Jane: they’re 25, Native American, queer, an alcoholic, and will fuck you up if you hurt someone they’re close to. They’re also 6’1” and have 4 foot long hair. They’re a cashier at the corner store and they know a lot of people because of it. They have a soft spot in their heart for rats because there were so many where they grew up and they kept them as pets. No one knows what sex they were assigned at birth but everyone they’re friends with accepts that this is unimportant. They’re alcoholism didn’t really have a reason to happen, they were just drinking frequently and one day realized it had been almost three months since they were last sober. It took them a while but at the time of the comic they’re two months sober. They are the one that found Jesse’s body.

Lauren: she’s 22, demiromantic, lesbian, Latina, has adhd and auditory processing disorder, and is a smoker. She works at the library with Jesse and they’re besties. Her favorite genre of book is horror because her dad got her into it. Her mother died in childbirth but her father made sure she had everything she needed and as much as he could provide. She’s incredibly close with her father and she makes dinner for them at his house once a week. She dated Cali for a bit before the comic but they broke up roughly two years prior to the start. She is in fact named after her mother because why not. She was not at stonewall initially but she joined in the riots the second day.

Caliope (Cali): she’s 23, asexual, transgender, is dating Alex, and has bipolar disorder. She’s a bartender at the Stonewall Inn and she stayed through all the rioting. She’s decently polite but if you don’t respect her don’t expect her to give you the time of day. She loves her job and her favorite drink to make is an old fashioned but she hates the taste of liquor. She has been known to mix wine and soda occasionally, but mostly drinks the orange juice when she’s working. She’s absolutely the subject of the song Lola by the kinks.

Alexander (Alex): he’s 21, bisexual, transgender and has ocd. He’s in a t4t relationship with Cali. He works at a gas station and actually adores pumping gas for people because he likes the smell. One of his main compulsions is clenching his hands which he developed because of his job. He has motor tics as a comorbidity with his ocd and his neck is in constant pain because of it. The tics piss him off just as much as his compulsions do. He was bringing Cali dinner and got caught up in the riots on the 28. He ended up with a broken arm.

George: 64, autistic, Italian and Irish, has bipolar disorder and chronic pain disorder, owns and runs the corner store. He’s also Adam’s uncle and was his primary caregiver for about 13 years because his wife’s family died in a house fire on Christmas Eve. He was home sick that year so he couldn’t go. He’s a cheery old chap despite the loss, and tried his best to raise Adam right and well. He struggled with alcoholism for a bit before his wife died, but the circumstances of her death made him get his shit together. He feels terrible for the things he did before he got it together and he wishes the people he hurt could understand how sorry he is.

Adam: he’s 47, Hispanic and Italian, gay, has ocd, and helps run the corner store. His mother was George’s sister in law, more specifically his wife’s sister. He has vague memories of his family, but he was 6 when the fire happened. He figured out a cocktail of over the counter drugs that helped to reduce symptoms of his ocd, but the compulsions still come out occasionally, though they’re mostly in the form of obsessing over intrusive thoughts. He’s constantly very worried about hurting people, and the intrusive thoughts do not help at all. He had a pretty good childhood all things considered, but he was mostly isolated by other kids. His favorite part of working at the corner store is restocking because he enjoys the mind numbing quality of the repetitive movements.

James: he’s 20, autistic, aromatic, African American, and Jesse’s best friend ^. He’s decidedly an artist, in a sense that he spends every available waking moment writing, drawing, or baking. He loves poetry and realistic fiction novels, as well as street art and photography. He once spent an entire day working on an amazing drawing just to be horrendously disappointed when he woke up to discover that not only was it a dream, but he couldn’t for the life of him remember what he was drawing. He’s a local handyman and enjoys fixing things. He’s a very loving person and he’s been friends with Jesse since they were kids, as they lived next door to each other and were both bullied in school.

And now for the polycule because I feel like it needs it’s own explanation:)

Polycule in general: okay alright so Toby and Jesse started dating in high school then they graduated a bit after and then a couple months later Mikey graduated and he met Jesse at a library and Jesse worked there so they would see each other a lot. So Jesse asks Toby hey would you be cool if I started going out with this guy in addition to going out with you and y’all would be metamors and Toby is like yeah babe that’s chill and so Jesse asks Mikey out and he says yes and they did all the polyamory rigmarole and then dating stuff and then one day Mikey’s like hey I’d really like to meet your boyfriend and Jesse’s like oh alright so they all meet up and Mikey and Toby get along great and they keep hanging out and eventually Mikey and Toby start dating as well so then they’re all three dating and they do cute little three part dates where they draw names for who gets to pick the food who gets to pick a movie and who gets to pick a board game and they love each other so much.

General setting of the comic: Hoboken, NJ, and New York City in late June of 1969, specifically starting on June 28 at around 3:15 am.

*not legally for obvious reasons, but they absolutely consider themselves to be spouses.

^yes yes I did name them after Jesse James

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