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This is my rottmnt next gen oc Corey Jones. She's Casey jrs twin sister. I saw your Casey jr ramble post and I decided to share an oc with you. Hope you like her

Hi! Oh my gosh thank you for sharing her, I love her so much!!

Giving Casey a twin is such an interesting concept, I was actually also toying with that idea a few hours before making my original post! Absolutely love the concept, and I love Corey!

Your artstyle is also genuinely amazing!

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Casey Jr Ramblings - Siblings Edition

Brain is on the ROTTMNT movie again, specifically the apocalypse timeline so its time for a long ass ramble

Has anyone ever thought about the fact we know so little about Casey Jr’s life? I mean, of course people have the apocalypse timeline seems to be one of the most widely written about/drawn things in this fandom, largely in part due to the speculation aspect of it. And of course I always find myself wondering what his family was like, which turtles he met and which he didn’t? Who of the Hamato Clan helped raise him? What was his childhood like, in the throes of an apocalypse?

But the thing that’s been making me go crazy with speculation right now has been this question; did he have siblings?

Was Casey Jr the only child in the Hamato Clan? What if Cassandra had other kids too? Of course it's an apocalypse and you don’t want a huge flood of children considering, y’know, how easily they can all perish— but what if he wasn’t the only one?

What if he had older siblings that looked out for him? Protected him, took care of him when their mom— and later Leo, after Casey Senior’s death— were busy, and no one else could? What if he had older siblings to argue with and prank and play with, and was able to have a childhood alongside them?

What if he had younger siblings? Ones he looked after and protected, doted on, played with, sang songs to in order to comfort them when the Krang got too close to their hideout for comfort? 

And then lost them?

He was the only one who survived that timeline. So if he DID have siblings, they all died. They’re gone. He’s the only one left. And if he did have siblings— when he looks at the younger turtles, he wouldn’t only see the younger versions of the adults of the family, but perhaps also the kids that should’ve been around his age. That should’ve been there with him. That should get to experience this wonderful, safe, Krang-free world alongside him. 

Instead, he is alone.

And even if they did exist, even if they will one day be born in this timeline, they won’t be HIS siblings anymore. Just kids that are a part of his family. He’d be an uncle, if anything.

And he will remain alone. Even if he's a part of the Hamato Clan now, even if they consider him family, he has NO ONE that shares his experiences. No mom, no dad, no uncles or aunts, and if he had them, no siblings now. No friends. Not even a random comrade. No, he’s IT.

Every time I think about this poor kid I can’t help but imagine how lonely he must be.

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CHAPTER 24 OF ASHES ASHES, DUST TO DUST IS OUT!

For those who don't know, this is my ROTTMNT fanfic about the Apocalypse timeline! How I think it could've went from start to finish.

This chapter was incredibly fun to write! So glad I could finally get it out to y'all, so sorry for the wait!

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WONDERFUL NEWS EVERYONE!!

As you may have noticed, updates for Ashes Ashes, Dust to Dust have...slowed significantly. I do apologize for that, this recent chapter was a real pain in the ass for me.

I got smacked by college work (midterms my beloathed), writers block, and a small medical issue thats been driving me crazy and making it hard to write, and- a more positive thing that took up my time- was participating in TMNT Write Fight, but!

Chapter 24 is officially written! I went from 1,050 words to 5,279 in one night! Alas, it won't be posted immediately as my beta reader still needs time to go through it, but the hardest part is done.

You all can expect the update within the next month! (Length of time, not October itself.)

Please have patience! My beta reader is also insanely busy right now so it may take them some time to finish the chapter, but once they have I'll post it ASAP!

Can't wait to get this one to y'all. It's gonna be...quite fun.

For me, or course.

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What are some of your favorite character relationships/dynamics in TMNT, and why? Is there anything that you particularly like seeing explored with them in fan works (art, writing, comics, etc)?

Hi there! Tysm for the ask!

My absolute favorite dynamic is Leo and Raph! That goes for any and every iteration, I love how they typically fight all the time- as any siblings would- but at the end of the day, still always have each other's backs. (Or in this case shells) Them being my favorite might contribute to why 2007 is my second favorite iteration LMAO

Favorite thing I like seeing explored is just hurt/comfort in general. I'm a big enjoyer of angst, especially when it has a happy ending, so just anything regarding that is always fun.

I enjoy literally any turtle duo though. Brains & Brawn, Disaster Twins/whatever their duo name is in other iterations, sunset duo, etc etc literally all of them. I always adore sibling relationships in media

Plus April with any of them, but only in a sibling way. Any iteration. Like I said, I love sibling dynamics!

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I'm so sorry, I didn't get the notification for this! Unfortunately I do not have the funds to donate, but I hope sharing this helps you and your family. Wishing you the best <3

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21!!!!! 🗣️

WOOOO OKAY answering both for the chapter and for the fanfic because PLAYLISTS ARE MY FAVORITEEEE

Three songs for chapter 24:

Thistle & Weeds by Mumford and Sons. That one is a given as the chapter itself will be named after that song— I've been wanting to make it a chapter title for SO LONG solely because of the line in it "The sky above us shoots to kill"

Next song: True Love by P!nk. Not necessarily in a romantic context, the two characters just have this sort of love/hate dynamic! Well at the moment just hate, but they'll get there (It can be in a romantic context, it'll be intentionally written where it can be taken as platonic or romantic. Idc which people like more, I dont even know which I like more LOL)

And finally for chapter 24, Crossfire by Stephen. I can't really give context on this one. I'm gonna be mean again, thats all I can say

Now for the fanfic in general!

First up is I Know the End by Phoebe Bridgers. My god. My god that song is perfect. The last chapter will be named after it!

Second is In This Shirt by The Irrepressibles. That song is a big fucking Ow™ in general, but mixing it with this fic HUUURTS

And finally, Amen by Amber Run. That song kills me every time I listen to it, but it hurts so much more imagining it as Casey Jr after he's escaped to the alternate timeline. Pain. Agony.

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Question 9 and 20!! :D I’m so excited to see ur answers, you’ve got banger quotes and the images would be cool to see

Hi there Ferr!!

I actually just answered question 9, but it was a dialogue line you gave me cause I was struggling so I'll go find one that I actually wrote! (This answer is for the fanfic overall, if you wanna see my answer for chapter 24 specifically its my previous post)

My favorite dialogue that I wrote for AADD overall was probably You’ll never be alone, Casey. Everything’s gonna be fine." Its such a simple line from Raph but so heartbreaking considering not only what happens in that chapter, but what is GOING to happen. Casey will end up losing all of them, but he still won't ever be alone- because he'll end up in a different, better time.

There's a lot of lines I snuck into the fanfic hinting at Casey's future like that one, but...considering which chapter that one is from and what happens like RIGHT after I'm sure you can understand why that one hits me hardest LMAO

As for question 20, here's three images for chapter 24! Took me a second to find some, I will not be giving context

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1. Give a 5-word summary of this chapter/fic.

9. What is your favorite dialogue you’ve written so far?

Hi there!! Tysm for the ask! I'll answer both for the fanfic overall and for chapter 24 specifically, because I know exactly what my favorite dialogue overall (so far) is and I gotta share it

For question 1, chapter 24 specifically: calm, silly chapter with scientists bonding. New faces appearing in the Resistance, yet familiar. BIG cliffhanger ending, whoops!

For the fanfic overall: ROTTMNT apocalypse timeline, very sad and a bit gorey (I try to not be too descriptive but it exists) and I slowly annihilate the Hamato Clan as the fanfic goes on

For your second question!! For chapter 24 specifically, my favorite dialogue so far is “You want me to let these— these high school hooligans into my Lab?!” - its such a stupid line for this setting but it fits Donnie- the speaker- so well so I kept it LMAO

For the fanfic overall (so far) my favorite dialogue was  ’"OoOoo look at me with my shiny weapons, surely nothing could hurt a big turtle like me!’ " a line from Splinter in chapter 22. The idea was given to me by @latersgayt0rs and the comedy in the middle of this serious chapter was SO fun. I love writing Splinter so much

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5, specifically for chapter 15. No reason why /j

Hi there!! Tysm for the ask!

My personal favorite oc of my own does not appear in that specific chapter- it's Rafaela, Casey Jr's little sister- but to ACTUALLY answer your question, my favorite original character I got to include in this fanfic was 100% hands down Leif!

Leif does not belong to me, he belongs to @latersgayt0rs (my friend who is an AMAZING artist and beta reads my fanfics! Go check out their work, its so good) and they let me put him in AADD! I actually let them write out that entire sequence with him, that part was almost entirely Ferr's writing with just a few edits from me thrown in. Leif is SUCH a fun oc who I always love to hear more about.

Honorable mentions who also appear in that chapter are Adrian and Zephyr. Before I made Rafaela, Zeph was my favorite of my ocs!

The way I write mixed with how long this fanfic is unfortunately doesn't give me much time to let my ocs shine, and some have definitely disappeared off the face of the earth after like. Two mentions, however I really do hope to have an opportunity to bring Leif back in a future chapter again!

Now that I've been reminded, maybe even my current WIP one. Possibly. Don't get your hopes up on that I already have so much to do for it HELP

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I wanna do this for my next Ashes Ashes, Dust to Dust chapter! Might help with my motivation :D

Talk to Me About the WIP I’m Currently Writing

I really wanted an ask game that was going to motivate me towards completing my current chapter and thought I would share.😊 

Give a 5-word summary of this chapter/fic.

Give the first line of this chapter/fic.

Whose your favorite character for this chapter/fic?

Whose is your least favorite character for this chapter/fic?

Are there any OCs in this chapter/fic? Who’s your favorite?

Does this chapter/fic have any twists that you’re proud of?

What is your favorite scene you’ve written so far?

What is the last scene you’ve written?

What is your favorite dialogue you’ve written so far?

What is the last line of dialogue you’ve written?

What scene are you most hyped for this chapter/fic?

What emotions do you expect your readers to feel?

What common trope(s) do you feel are used in this chapter/fic?

What have you been finding frustrating with writing this chapter/fic?

In as vague of terms as possible (to avoid spoiling), how do you anticipate this chapter/fic to end?

Write the next 5 sentences and share.

Share the previous 5 sentences. 

Share the scene you just wrote, written from another character’s POV.

Where does (insert word here) appear in your fic?

Share 3 images that would fit to a mood board for this chapter/fic.

Share 3 songs that would belong on a playlist for this chapter/fic. 

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Which TMNT Write Fight fics were your favorite to write/read?

Hi there!! Tysm for the ask!

My favorite work that I did is the only one I managed to finish, https://www.tumblr.com/andromeda-galaxy2877/760830618849492992/i-promiseill-do-better?source=share which was @untitled-tmnt-blog’s prompt "New dad Splinter (Rise), very unprepared, but doing the best he can" I absolutely adore Rise Splinter’s character. Parents who aren’t perfect and make many mistakes, but still love their kids SO MUCH is SUCH a good thing. God I love to see it.

As for my favorites other people have written…here you go!

Malady inside my Soul - c1rcu1t - Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Cartoon 2018) [Archive of Our Own] This was the only attack I got, and it satisfied everything I wanted! I have a headcanon that Leo suffered from hallucinations/psychosis after the Prison Dimension, and I wanted to see how people would interpret that- and my god did this deliver well! Thank you so much again, this was wonderful!!

Pressure Release - languajix - Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (TV 2003) [Archive of Our Own] I may have yet to actually watch 2003 in full, but I HAVE watched “Same As It Never Was” and holy shit did this deliver an aftermath to that episode that I desperately craved. 10/10 amazing fic!

The Seeping Cold - RealityBreakGirl - Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (TV 2003) [Archive of Our Own] again, have yet to watch 2003 (soon! Very soon!) but this one was also amazing! God I need to watch 2003 soon, amazing work!

Port in a Storm - Dandy - Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Cartoon 2018) [Archive of Our Own] THIS ONE!!! Dandy always has a way of amazing me with her writing, and this definitely was no different! I love the thought of “Draxum made the turtles to destroy humanity, then Leo almost did” so this fanfic was just. Perfect, amazing, great prompt and great work!

And Suddenly, it was Too Much - RealityBreakGirl - Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (TV 2003) [Archive of Our Own] once again 2003 and SAINW breaking my heart. Like Pressure Release, definitely satisfied the craving I had of seeing the aftermath of that DEVASTATING episode. ADORED this work so much

Get Used To It – @azucar-skull on Tumblr while I’ve never finished 2012, I do love the fanfics for it and WOW THIS WAS SO GOOD!! I love the concept, and the execution! 10/10, wonderful writing, and amazing job! 

The Shocking Truth - Morrigan (MorriganCOTK95) - Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Cartoon 2018) [Archive of Our Own] Okay last one because this is getting way too long, but I COULDN’T NOT INCLUDE A FUCKING DONNIE’S GIFTS FIC!! I LOVE DONNIE’S GIFTS FICS!! This was wonderful, such a great fanfic!

Aaaaand thats it! I do have others I enjoyed of course, but it would take me a very long time to go over them all. Thank you again for the ask, and if anyone who reads this hasn’t checked out these fanfics YOU TOTALLY SHOULD!! They’re all super well written!

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I Promise...I'll do better.

First write fight attack! @untitled-tmnt-blog 's prompt 2, "New dad Splinter (Rise), very unprepared, but doing the best he can" this is for @tmnt-write-fight !! Y'all know I adore Rise Splinter, I just HAD to pick this one for my first attack. I hope you enjoy!

Quick warning! This fic does depict some issues with body image, due to Splinter's mutation.

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Lou was far out of his depth.

Huddled in a box in a rainy alley, four sleeping little baby turtles— whom of which he was beginning to fear weren’t really just animals anymore— curled in his arms, sheltered from the cold.

Babies.

They were babies.

Not animal young, not little creatures, not pets— babies. Children. Once he’d gotten over his initial panic and the chaotic whirlwind of emotions that had swamped him over being a literal goddamn rat now it hadn’t exactly been difficult to realize how the turtles had changed.

‘...What on earth do I do now?’

Going back into the Hidden City was completely out of the question. Big Mama would have her people crawling around all over the place trying to find him, to force him back into that arena. Not to mention Baron Draxum would certainly be looking for Lou Jitsu and his creations, determined to fulfill their true intention. 

‘Over my dead body.’ Lou’s hands curled over their shells protectively. There was not a chance in hell he would allow these sweet creatures to become monsters. 

So that ruled out the Hidden City, where Lou’s…new appearance would be accepted without second thought. But…the human world wasn’t exactly the best place for that either. He grimaced, pulling his legs closer to his body. His stomach roiled in disgust at the fur he could see poking through, his misshapen feet. ‘What did he DO to me?’

The sight of his monstrous, clawed hands curled around the innocent creatures made his stomach churn. His body still ached from the transformation, his vision was different— blurrier, he had assumed that it was from the panic but it was staying— ‘Why is it staying??’ He was disgusting, a monster, he—

A soft squeak caught his attention, snapping him free from the downward spiral. He looked down, noticing the large spiky turtle gently nuzzling into his hand. Lou’s eyes softened as he gently stroked the baby’s shell, chuckling softly at the ensuing…chirp? Turtles chirp?

‘Right. I…need to figure out what to do.’ Lou swallowed tightly, daunted by the sudden responsibility thrust onto his shoulders. He had never done well with this before, and now to be responsible for other lives? Oh dear god.

Gathering the babies close to his chest, Lou carefully exited the box, hesitating after he had gotten to his feet. Returning to the human world would be impossible now. He was hit with a wave of desolation, pure defeat at that realization. ‘I could never go back to my career like this. Could I even go back at all…? How long has it been since I was taken?’ He didn’t even want to know. ‘My coworkers, my friends…’ He…he would never see them again. They would never accept him like this.

His life was over.

A little warble caused his gaze to lower, the stinging in his eyes signaling the wet drops falling onto the babies’ shells was not only from the rain. The one with orange spots was looking up at him with big eyes, another soft warble escaping its beak. It was then Lou realized it was shivering—- they all were. 

Something solidified in his chest. His life may be over, but theirs had only just begun.

He would not fail them.

Shielding them closer to his chest, Lou made his way towards the back of the alley, searching for something that could act as a better shelter than that worn and torn box. Dumpsters, a pile of garbage bags, a torn up pile of blankets…a manhole.

Lou grimaced, hissing through his teeth. That would be disgusting. But… ‘What choice do I really have anymore?’

Passing the babies into one hand, he gripped the manhole cover in the other and hauled it to the side. The ladder seemed to lead into an endless abyss of darkness, his vision swimming for a moment at the daunting sight. He hesitated, ‘...Is there nothing else I could do?’

One of the turtles— the one with the soft, leathery shell— let out a fearful little chirp. Lou immediately gently stroked its shell, shushing it. “I know, little turtle. I know…don’t be scared.” 

‘That’s MY job!’ He thought with a shaky chuckle. Cradling the four babies in his arm, Lou carefully climbed down the ladder with the other. 

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A few hours had passed since then. And Lou had never felt so out of place in his entire life.

He had found a large atrium, deciding to make it into their home. Using some old blankets and a damp box he had grabbed from the alley, he formed a bed for the babies. And for a few haunting hours, Lou had sat and contemplated the complete shitstorm his life had become as the babies peacefully slept.

And then a piercing wail broke through that fog.

Lou startled, a sharp gasp of surprise escaping him as his hand flew up to cover his heart. He looked over at the box, eyes wide and heart pounding as he carefully fished out the shrieking turtle. ‘Is it hurt?? What happened?!’

The other babies let out whimpers as their sibling was taken from them, but Lou ignored them as he turned the baby over in his hand. The turtle looked up at him, sniffling, before letting out another cry.

Lou flinched, his ears pinning down to his head to try and block out the noise. He patted the red-striped turtle’s shell soothingly, grimacing “It’s alright, it’s alright little turtle…what are you crying for?”

The baby paused, blinking a few times. Then a series of chirps escaped its beak, rapid and increasing in volume.

Lou winced again, rubbing his head. “My, you are a talkative one, aren’t you…”

‘Something’s wrong. It doesn’t seem to be hurt though— what’s the problem??’ Lou’s concern grew as the wails did in volume, even more so as the other babies joined in. He carefully set the red-striped one back with its siblings, but unfortunately that did not stop the cries.

And then it hit them.

‘They’re hungry! Oh I’m so stupid—’ How had he not thought of that?!

‘...What the hell do turtles eat?’

Well, it was time to find out. Lou hesitated as he looked back down at the babies, their tearful little eyes and wobbling lips striking his heart. His gaze softened as he scooped the babies up with their blanket, holding them to his chest. “Alright…let's go find you turtles some food.” 

All four babies let out a chaotic little series of chirps, the red-striped one patting his little hands against the leathery-shelled one’s face. It immediately grumbled, snapping its teeth at the fingers.

Lou sighed, shaking his head fondly as the spiky one shuffled its way between them, chirping in annoyance before settling against the blanket with a little chirp. The orange spotted one seemed content to just rest beside its siblings, but its expression was twisted. 

Hungry. The poor babies were still hungry.

Lou began making his way out of the atrium, heading back into the tunnels towards the ladder. He grimaced as his bare, spindly claws clicked against the grimy concrete below. He did not want to be doing this, doing any of this— all he wanted was to huddle up in a corner and cry.

But as the soft sniffling of the red-striped turtle started up again, that thought faded away in an instant. All that mattered right now was taking care of these little turtles.

Climbing up the slippery, wet ladder one-handed was a lot easier going up than down. Easier to see where he was going, at least. As he made it halfway— his arm slipped. 

Heart lurching into his throat, Lou instinctively released his cargo to grab the ladder— before he immediately realized what he had done, and nearly dropped himself back down the ladder to catch the bundle.

‘Tell me they’re alright, tell me I didn’t already fail them—’

Lou could barely breathe as he carefully untucked the top of the blanket, counting one, two, three—

Three turtles.

Where was the red-striped one?! Lou’s ears were ringing, chest so painfully tight he could barely even think— and then a squeaky giggle caught his attention. The man turned his head, spotting the missing turtle sitting on the rung right over his head.

Lou blinked rapidly, the relief he felt near-dizzying. “What are you doing up there, you silly daredevil?” He reached a clawed hand out, gently scooping the baby back into his arms, and safely returning it to the blanket with its siblings. “Give me a damn heart attack, why don’t you…”

He finished climbing up the ladder, taking a moment to sit down outside and catch his breath. The rain seemed to have halted, dawn’s light gently painting the alley in a warm orange glow. As his panic slowly ebbed, guilt quickly encroached on where it had once been.

‘Why did I do that?! That was beyond reckless, so stupid— it could have died, they ALL could have!’ Lou swallowed tightly. 

He was not cut out for this.

He had never wanted to be a parent. He blanched at the word, terror striking him. ‘I can’t be a father. I cannot be their father, they need someone better than me.’

But who? He couldn’t just leave them at a pet store and hope for the best, they clearly weren’t normal turtles anymore. It didn’t take a genius to realize that. The human world would never accept them. Leaving them somewhere up here would only be a death sentence, either some small-minded human would hurt them or bring them to a scientific laboratory to be—-

‘NOPE. NOPE. Do NOT follow that line of thought, you JUST calmed down from panic!’ He scolded himself, shaking his head. No, the human world would not be safe.

The Hidden City could be…maybe there was an orphanage that cared for children, maybe he could find them a good family. With parents who were equipped to handle them, ready to raise them, who wouldn’t put them in danger by climbing a wet ladder with them with one hand.

But…

‘If Draxum found them...’ No. No, that was not an option.

The turtles’ only option was him. 

“I’m sorry…” He whispered, curling his knees to his chest as he cradled the babies closer. “You deserve so much more than me.”

The spiky turtle’s face scrunched up, an incoherent soft little murmur-babble leaving his beak as he gently patted Lou’s muzzle.

Lou chuckled wetly, smiling softly as the other little turtles followed the spiky one’s lead. “Thank you, little ones. I…I will do my best to care for you.” ‘I can only hope it will be enough…’ “Now. Let's find you food, shall we?”

The little turtles remained curled up in a little huddle together as he stood, eyes scanning the alley. His vision was still blurry— only further confirming his fear that this was permanent— but he spotted a large enough scrap of fabric to wrap himself in. The man carefully set the babies down as he did so, doing his best to cover every inch of exposed fur and otherwise rat-like traits.

A series of chirps caught his attention; Lou turned, heart leaping as he expected to find the babies in peril again— only to see them all messing with bits of fabric. It seemed it had come from a rainbow t-shirt, but the spiky turtle was hard at work chewing it to pieces, a scrap of red fabric still hanging from its jaws.

Lou chuckled, kneeling down to pull the fabric out of its mouth. “That’s not good food, little— uh…” 

He forgot to name them.

‘I should probably do that.’ They needed good names, something meaningful…he couldn’t think of anything now, with his mind the chaotic spiral it had remained trapped in since he had escaped that wretched lab.

He glanced around between all the babies again, noting the colors they were on— or, in the spiky one’s case, currently chewing on—- ‘WHERE DID IT GET MORE?!’ — Red, Blue, Purple, Orange.

“I’ll call you all that for now. While I think.” He muttered, scooping the little ones back up. Maybe he could take pieces of cloth on the way back, give them each little necktie bandanas? Whatever. That didn’t matter right now; what did matter, was finding these babies something to eat.

…Maybe visiting a pet store wasn’t such a terrible idea. Just to ask what to feed a turtle. That would be his first step. Then he would find said food, get the babies properly fed and bring them back to that atrium…and then…

Then…take it day by day. Raise them as best he could. It was all he could do now.

Lou was far out of his depth.

But maybe…

Maybe everything would be alright in the end.

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Name: Andromeda

~●○°●○°●○~ Likes: My favorite trope is presumed death, I really enjoy hurt/comfort too! Violence and gore is fun, just as long as it isn't super descriptive. Squicks: I don't like unhappy endings (ironic, considering my current WIP...) I do not enjoy bad parent Splinter, flawed is good though! Favorite Iteration(s): My favorite is Rise! Second favorite is definitely 2007, and then 2003. I also like Mutant Mayhem!

~●○°●○°●○~ Prompt #1 - Rise (ROTTMNT) Leo dealing with hallucinations after the prison dimension and hiding it from his brothers, but they all find out anyway Prompt #2 - Mutant Mayhem/TOTTMNT Leo getting launched through a window Prompt #3 - Rise (ROTTMNT) Raph feeling inadequate about being unable to protect his brothers during the invasion, ensuing comfort Prompt #4 - Rise (ROTTMNT) Donnie breaking his leg. Prompt #5 - Any Iteration: Mikey losing an arm. ~●○°●○°●○~

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New oneshot just posted!!

I love Bug Busters its one of my favorite episodes, so I had to write a little something about the aftermath. That whole scenario HAD to have hit Raph pretty hard.

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Hiiiii I’m baaack because, as always, ur writing is lovely. Would you be so kind as to do 16 & 26, s’il te plaît? 👁️👁️

Hi again Ferr! I have more angst for you >:D

Once again, blood and death warning! (sorry guys Ferr brings out the worst in me /pf /lh /pos)

Link to original prompts below!

https://www.tumblr.com/promptsbytaurie/737257254775111680/dialogue-prompts-for-injury?source=share

16: “God, I’m so sorry, it’ll be over soon, I promise”

26: “[name]? [name], this isn't funny. Stop…please….”

It wasn’t supposed to go this way.

All he’d wanted to do was blow off a little steam, take some time out of the Lair. Away from his new responsibilities, away from the new and uncomfortable home they were renovating, away from his fights with Raph. All he’d wanted was peace and quiet.

And maybe a bit of fun. That was the whole reason Leo brought Mikey along with him; well that, and that he’d noticed his youngest brother looking a bit sad as Leo had stormed away from Raph. 

So, Leo had gone to Mikey’s room, finding the box turtle hunched at his desk. Neon lights embedded in the ceiling of his train cart painted the room in a soft glow as he drew something— Mikey looked up the moment he heard Leo come in, his expression furrowed in confusion.

“Hey Mike.” Leo had begun with a big grin, hoping it would hide how his heart was racing. How much he was afraid that his recent attitude had driven more than one brother away from him. “Wanna come topside with me to skateboard?” It wasn’t like they had a ramp inside anymore.

After Mikey had agreed, Leo had anticipated a peaceful night. Hanging out with his baby brother, practicing tricks on their skateboards, maybe grabbing a pizza…

…Getting attacked by the Foot Clan had not been a part of the plan.

The two turtles hadn’t been expecting a fight, let alone such a sudden ambush. 

Leo noticed Mikey had opted to use his skateboard as a weapon, flinging it around with his kusari-fundo. The slider chuckled as his little brother flung one of the foot soldiers clean off their feet and careening right into another.

“Nice throw, little brother!” Leo called, grinning as Mikey shot him a thumbs up. And then the box turtle’s expression did something horrible.

It twisted, horror sharpening— before he was suddenly at Leo’s side, shoving him with a scream to, “WATCH OUT!”

Leo hissed as gravel dug into his palms and forearms, stinging his scales. He pushed himself back up to a kneel, whipping around—

All the air rushed from his body. Shock settled into his bones, freezing him in place.

Mikey stood over him, his eyes wide. Staring down at the sword stabbing through his stomach— and then crying out as it was pulled out, falling to his knees then collapsing onto his side.

And Leo.

Saw.

Red.

…

…

…He wasn’t sure what exactly happened next. He vaguely recalled screams, flashes of blue portals and pink smoke, and then silence. 

The only sound filling the dark skatepark was Leo’s heavy breathing. His breath hitched, swords slipping out of his hands and clattering to the ground as he whipped around, rushing back to Mikey’s side.

“MIKEY!” He screamed, crashing down to his knees and tugging his baby brother into his arms. The box turtle cried out, flinching as he was jostled.

“Sorry, sorry, sorry— hang on, just hang on—” Leo’s mind was scrambled. ‘Focus, focus, focus focus focus focus focusfocusfocusfocus— stop the bleeding.’ Leo fumbled through his pouches, practically ripping a pack of gauze out and pressing it to the wound.

Mikey whimpered, shuddering and curling closer to his big brother. Tears stung the corners of Leo’s eyes as he rocked them back and forth, pressing it down harder as the blood soaked into the spongy material— causing Mikey to scream.

“God, I’m so sorry, it’ll be over soon, I promise.” Leo breathed, shaking violently. He hit his panic button, heart in his throat. He’d never dealt with a stab wound like this before, not in this location. Not alone. “I’ll get you home, I’ll get help. Okay? You’re gonna be fine, Mikester.” ‘I can’t move him though, I can’t carry him that far like this, my ninpo was exhausted by that fight— I can’t—’

“Are you okay?” Mikey whispered, grabbing Leo’s bicep as he stared up at him with wild eyes. “Did you get hurt?”

“Did I—” Leo shook his head, a manic laugh escaping his beak. “Buddy, I’m fine. We gotta get you home, okay?”

Mikey hummed, his expression twisting. His scales were much paler than they should be, the gauze already leaking blood down his sides— ‘No, no no no no no NONONONONONO—’

“Leo…?” Mikey choked out, grabbing onto his shoulder desperately, fear overwhelming his weak voice. “Am I gonna die?”

“No.” Leo forced a reassuring smile onto his face. “No, no, no, of course not bud. Course not. You’re gonna be—”

Before he could even finish his sentence, Mikey’s head gently thumped against Leo’s plastron. His hand slid off of the slider’s shoulder, hitting the ground with a dull thunk.

Leo was frozen. He couldn’t move, he couldn’t— he couldn’t fucking breathe.

“Mike? Mikey, Miguel, come on come on—” Leo whispered, his eyes wide. He felt sick, bile rising in his throat and his lungs tightening at his baby brother’s continued stillness. “Mikey? Miguel, this isn't funny. Stop…please….”

…

Leo rocked the lifeless form in his arms slowly, feeling like he was underwater. Nothing from the world around him mattered anymore. The sounds were faint, his lungs were being crushed by the weight of his grief. The distant sounds grew louder— and then a blurry shape dropped to its knees in front of him, arms reaching out and ripping Mikey’s body right out of his hold.

Leo let them. He didn’t deserve to hold his baby brother anymore. 

He faintly heard the sound grow more frantic, the shape slowly coming into focus. He first registered the green, then the purple— oh. It was Donnie. His twin was clutching Mikey close to his chest, frantically tapping his face as he kept screaming something. Leo had no idea what— all he could hear was ringing.

The screamed words turned into an anguished, single note as Donnie crushed Mikey to his chest, faint, piercing sobs breaking through the fog clouding Leo’s mind.

And then someone else stepped into view. Leo looked up at his older brother as Raph fell in front of him, staring down at Mikey with a look Leo didn’t even want to describe. Then he slowly turned to look at Leo, grabbing his shoulders.

He shouted something unintelligible. Leo didn’t react, blinking rapidly.

“WHAT HAPPENED?!” Raph screamed again, shaking Leo’s shoulders roughly. 

Leo’s throat closed up. He couldn’t explain if he wanted to. He just stared at Raph silently as his big brother’s expression twisted, a horrible amalgamation of emotions swamping his face— but all Leo could see was the anger.

Leo flinched back, completely unnoticed by the others. ‘This is all my fault. If I hadn’t dragged us out here, he’d still be alive. This is my fault.’

The force of the revelation nearly crushed him.

What he heard next did.

“Can we— can we get him to the Med Bay??” Raph’s choked, hopeful, shaky question was directed at Donnie. The softshell didn’t respond, causing the desperation to rise in Raph’s voice. “Please, we gotta— he’s just a baby, please— Leo, Lee, we can get him fixed up, right?? He’ll be okay, right??”

Leo couldn’t breathe.

“Right…?”

…

[andromeda-galaxy2877]

RAN HERE FULL SPEED okok so could you do 8, 14, and 21 all in one story?? If possible. Totally didn’t pick those for maximum angst or anything nooooo /s

Omg hi Ferr!! First writing I'm posting in awhile not beta read by you /pf

Ahem. Maximum angst, you say?

(WARNING! This is going to contain blood, death, and descriptions of corpses. Please be warned!)

Link to original post with the prompts!

https://www.tumblr.com/promptsbytaurie/737257254775111680/if-anyone-wants-to-send-specific-prompts-in-my-ask?source=share

8: “Okay. Okay, here’s what we’re gonna do—fuck.”

14: "You just watched them die."

21: “Please be okay. Please be okay, please be okay—”

The moment the clock hit 10pm April knew something was wrong.

It was Friday night, the rain pattering gently against the glass of her window. April watched the trickles of water slowly make their way down, collecting at the bottom. Jupiter Jim: Back to the Moon?! Again?! Sitting in her DVD player, the 18-year-old curled under a blanket as she stared down at her phone.

No texts.

No calls.

No word.

Absolutely nothing from her little brothers.

Sure, they were only supposed to be there thirty minutes ago. Yeah, it certainly wasn’t the first time they were late— the four of them once Busted through her window two hours late, sporting a few pizza boxes and a story about some pigeon holding pizza in its beak— apparently the second time that had happened to them, so it was a big deal.

But they knew better. They knew better, after what had happened to all of them six months ago. After the invasion, after she almost lost all of her little brothers in one fell swoop.

They had been planning this all week. For them to not arrive…

“Damn it.” April muttered, throwing her phone to the side and watching it bounce right off of her couch, her youngest brother’s voicemail still playing out. She stood up abruptly, not even bothering to change out of her pajamas as she grabbed a coat and her baseball bat. “You boys better be okay so I can kick your ass, I swear…”

Her door slammed shut behind her, and the moment it clicked shut she took off running. Booting up the tracker app she had on her phone, quickly locking onto Donnie’s tracker with fumbling fingers. All four of them were together, in some alley. About four blocks away.

‘If these idiots stopped over another goddamn pizza pigeon just to give me a heart attack I’m going to kill them.’

She barely remembered her race to get there. As she turned the corner, she had a maelstrom of thoughts going through her head— violent images of the Krang being back, finding them standing over her brothers’ lifeless bodies— or her turning the corner to find them all safe, alive, okay—

…

But…

Neither option was correct.

April felt the bat slide out of her hand, barely hearing it impact the wet asphalt as her ears began to ring. As she felt the ground be ripped out from under her.

A metallic smell filled the air. April could barely breathe as she beheld the massacre in front of her.

A dozen men in government uniforms, bloodied and ripped apart. Blood coated the walls, dripped and puddled in the rainwater. Streamed from their black coats like rivers. Her gaze wobbled as it rose past them, what was standing in the middle of them.

Donnie.

Her little brother was clutching his bo staff tight, breath heaving and shaking as he silently stared at the scene around him. The look on his face was terrifying.

“Donnie…? Did you—?” April couldn’t finish her choked out words.

Donnie didn’t even react. But the blood on the end of his bo spoke for itself. Going up his arms to his elbows, covering his plastron.

“Okay.” April’s voice wobbled as she slowly walked towards him. “Okay, here’s what we’re gonna do— fuck.” The air was punched from her as she finally beheld what was at the end of the alley. The clear reason why Donnie had done this.

Their brothers.

Her baby brothers.

Raph, Leo, and Mikey. All laying there, crumpled forms and limbs twisted in ways that they shouldn’t be. Crimson soaking them, the rain barely making a dent in the bloodstains.

“No!” April rushed forward, darting right past Donnie to their sides. She collapsed to her knees, reaching out to grab Raph’s shoulder with a violently trembling hand. “Please be okay. Please be okay, please be okay—” Her voice rose multiple octaves in her hysteria. 

Raph’s eyes opened, bringing her momentary relief. Her heart broke as he let out a tiny whine, reaching his hand out for her. She immediately took it, forcing a shaky smile onto her face as she mustered up as much determination as she could. “You’re gonna be fine, big guy.” She murmured, rubbing his arm. ‘Where is he hurt how bad is it how bad is it how bad is it—’ “Everything’s okay, your big sister is here now, okay? I’ve got you. I’ll keep you safe, okay?”

Raph’s only answer was another short, soft whimper.

And then his eyes went dull. His weak grip went slack, his head hitting the pavement with a sickening, soft thump.

April couldn’t breathe.

Her little brother, her baby brother, gone. Just like that. In an instant, torn away from her and the rest of their family. Their protector, the foundation of their family, the rock that kept them all afloat through the storms—

Gone.

April’s gaze slowly lifted to the brothers curled under his arm. The ones he shielded, even in death. She could immediately tell that Leo was gone already. She had no idea for how long, but necks should not bend like that. His eyes were blank, lifeless. Blood slowly seeping a trail from his mouth down his jaw, dripping.

And then Mikey. Her poor, sweet baby brother. She let out a choked sob as she saw him weakly holding onto his brothers, the agony in his eyes all she could see for a moment…until he went limp. Dead, just like the other two.

Dead.

Dead.

Dead.

Her brothers were gone.

April clenched her teeth as she let out an agonized scream, clenching her fists and banging them into the pavement— ignoring the sickening crack, the sharp pain that suddenly flooded her— it was nothing compared to the grief she felt. April shakily reached a hand out, closing Leo’s eyes and then Raph’s. 

“What are you doing?” 

Donnie’s hoarse, angry voice came from behind her. Immediately catching her attention.

April looked up over her shoulder slowly, staring up at him. She couldn’t say a word, her throat closed up.

“You just watched them die.” Donnie sounded breathless, his eyes filled with pure malice as he stared down at her. Bo trembling in his hand. “You didn’t— why didn’t you DO SOMETHING?!”

April swallowed back the flood of agony that wrought her at being blamed. “I— there was nothing I could’ve done, Dee.”

“You didn’t even TRY!” Donnie exploded, gripping his staff in both hands as an explosion of purple energy flew out of him, slamming into the walls around them— and right into April.

She cried out as she was flung back, slamming into Raph’s motionless shell. Her back hitting the side of his spikes winded her, sending the human crashing to her knees and gasping for breath.

When she finally looked up again, Donnie was staring down at her with wide eyes. His entire body was shaking, a newfound clarity and horror gleaming in his gaze. He opened his mouth, but the only sound that came out was a weak chirp. A call.

She recognized the sound. She knew it well, from years of growing up alongside those turtles. Her boys, her brothers.

He was calling for his brothers.

Donnie shook his head violently, the chirp escaping much more desperately, as if it was torn from his throat. April lunged to her feet as he crashed to his knees, the bo staff rolling away through the bloodied carnage Donnie had caused. 

April dropped down in front of him, hauling her little brother into a hug right as those desperate chirps turned to piercing wails. Unable to do anything more than hold the only brother she had left.