#HIS WITTLE HANDS AH

[lovebugism]

hey honey can i request a shy!reader x grumpy!eddie , maybe they’re pumpkin picking with friends & something angsty ensues but then fluffy & after they all go eat at the diner and get spooky themed orders 🤭

thanks for requesting lovie! — eddie gets grumpy on a fall outing with the gang (shy!reader, established relationship, hurt/comfort, 1.3k)

fictober (㇏(•̀ᵥᵥ•́)ノ)

Eddie’s a big ol’ grump at Eugene’s Pumpkin Patch, but he’s being really brave about it. He follows you like a puppy, visibly unamused about the whole thing but trying hard to be a good boyfriend despite his woe.

“Ah! Look at this one!” you gasp at the sight of a pumpkin, in a sea of bright orange pumpkins. 

Swallowed whole by your sweater, you crouch in the tall grass and reach for the tiny round thing hidden in it. The runt pumpkin sits neatly in your palms. “It’s so wittle,” you singsong up at Eddie in a tiny, high-pitched voice.

He smiles despite himself, laughing even though he’s grumpy, ‘cause you’re the cutest thing he’s ever seen.

“I’m gonna get this one,” you announce affirmatively when you rise to full height again.

“You made me drive an hour out just to get the tiniest pumpkin they have?” Eddie asks, laughing still but with a subtle bite of annoyance.

You try to ignore it, though the weight of his aggravation makes you writhe. “But it’s cute…” you defend with a weak shrug. “And also, you have to get one, remember?”

You take a tentative step towards Eddie, standing chest to chest. He huffs and puts his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket. His chocolate eyes flit around the expansive farm, dull and unimpressed. “They all look the same, so… I don’t think it really matters.”

“It does matter!” you insist, girlish and quiet and stubborn. “You have to pick the one you like the most— that’s the whole point!”

“You’re telling me there’s an art to pumpkin picking?” the boy teases with a crooked grin, tilting his head to the side so his curls bunch at his shoulder.

Still clutching the tiniest pumpkin either of you have ever seen, you nod. “Yes. That’s exactly what I’m telling you.”

He scoffs again in a curt laugh. He looks around again, only to point to the one sitting by his feet.

“Alright… How about that one?”

“Eddie!”

“What?” he whines in the same pouty tone as you.

“Can you at least pretend you’re having fun?” you murmur, a bit sad you have to even ask. 

You always spiral when he gets weird, secretly terrified that it’s all your fault. He doesn’t talk, so you overthink. Your brain gets mean, and you need Eddie to make you feel better — but he can’t because he’s weird. It’s unbearable. For both of you.

“It’s cold and rainy and Steve’s pants gave me a headache on the way over and I don’t feel good, okay? I’m sorry,” Eddie rambles with a pout, looking visibly pained about all of it.

Any excitement you had left leaves you like an ebbing tide. “Okay,” you mutter with a soft nod.

“I’m gonna go smoke,” the boy announces. 

He smacks a fleeting kiss to your cheek before he goes but doesn’t bother to invite you to come with him. He doesn’t feel very deserving of your company right now, too selfish in his woe and painfully self-aware about it.

You stand in place while he walks back to the van, feeling utterly alone and unwanted.

“Where’d Eddie go?” Steve wonders when he walks up to you with Robin at his side. 

They carry two pumpkins each, struggling with each of them because they’ve somehow managed to find the biggest ones on the whole farm. You figure they made a bet about it because everything’s a competition with them.

“Um… to smoke, I think,” you answer shyly, embarrassed to have been found alone for a reason you can’t name. “He just kinda… left.”

Robin scoffs. “I think he’s on his period,” she jokes with a gritty laugh.

“Yeah. He said my pants looked stupid before we left. I knew something was up.”

The brunette girl side-eyes the boy beside her. “I think he might’ve been right about that one, Stevie.”

You make a quiet exit when they begin to bicker back and forth. You duck through the bustling pumpkin patch and try not to trip in the tall grass on your way to Eddie’s van. 

Your boots crunch over the gravel of the parking lot. You find him leaning against the trunk, blowing out smoke from his pink mouth, slouching like he’s weighed down by his own sadness. 

“You okay, Eds?” you ask to announce your arrival. 

His eyes widen when he realizes you’re there. He’d pretend to be fine if it didn’t take all the energy he had left. “No,” he answers honestly, then quickly corrects, “I mean— I am, but… I feel bad. I was acting like a dick…”

“Yeah,” you concur with a nod. “You were.”

He’s too shocked to hide it on his face. You’re never normally so confrontational. You’re usually too quiet for that, too soft. And you still are now, because you always are, but he feels like he deserves to see this sterner side of you.

“But it’s okay. I know you didn’t wanna come in the first place.”

He turns on his shoulder when you stand at his side, towering over you as he flicks the butt of his cigarette. “Yeah, but… I didn’t have to be such an asshole to you about it. I feel like I fuckin’ ruined this whole day, you know?”

“We all have our moments, Eds. It’s no big deal,” you assure with a weak shrug and a stronger smile. “We still have the whole afternoon left— you didn’t ruin anything. Doesn’t make me love you any less, either.”

Your words make him grin. Like, really grin — all wide and rosy and boyish. You make him smile like nothing’s ever hurt him. Like nothing’s ever been wrong in his life. Fuck, he’ll never get tired of hearing you say that.

“I love the shit outta you, you know that?” he mumbles but doesn’t give you a chance to answer. He tosses the cigarette to the ground and snuffs it out with his sneaker right before kissing you absolutely stupid.

He wraps his arms around your neck, smothering your face with his. No one’s ever been kissed as hard as he’s kissing you now. The realization makes you smile too wide to kiss him back.

He pulls away from you with a hearty smack. With pinker lips and chocolate eyes, he grins hopefully down at you. “So you’re not mad at me?” he wonders, gentle like a child.

“Yes,” you nod, playfully firm. “I’m very mad, actually.”

Eddie’s smile widens. He knows you’re joking and decides to lean into it. “What can I do then, huh?” he murmurs lowly to you, a knowing smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “How can I make it up to you?”

He wants to kiss you again. He wants to get you in the back of his van in a vacant parking lot. He wants you to tell him to make you feel good and not to stop until you’re pushing him away.

You know all of this, ‘cause you can practically read his mind, so you decide to drive him crazier. “I want you…” you start in the same low tone, bordering on sultry. 

Eddie’s already nodding. 

You smile and continue. 

“…To go pick your most favorite pumpkin in the whole patch, and then take me to Benny’s Burgers.”

Feeling slightly disappointed and utterly teased, Eddie searches the entire patch and finds the weirdest-shaped, wartiest pumpkin the earth has ever grown. He drives the gang to the diner after and sits you in his lap when all of you squeeze into one booth. 

He shares his milkshake with you and lets you have the pickle slice that comes with his burger when you ask for it (‘cause everyone knows it’s the best part). It’s the purest form of love, if he has anything to say about it.

[charcoal--cat]

Shadow Milk Cookie x Reader Oneshot

MDNI!!

I think shadow milk is very lonely especially considering that I don’t think any of the beasts like each other at all

GN reader!

A harsh smack landed on your hole, causing a loud gasp to rip itself free from your mouth.

'Aw…. 'Was that too hard for the poor wittle cookie?' Shadow Milk Cookie cooed, before erupting into cruel laughter.

You grunted softly, gripping the top part of your robes above your hips. 'Stop patronizing me!'

He slapped your sensitive area again, albeit a little gentler, teasing his gloved hands around your entrance. 'Hm….' He hummed in thought, pursing lips in an exaggerated manner. 'I could, but do you really want me to?' He pressed on the tip of your sensitive bundle. 'Your body's telling me you actually enjoy it.'

This action however does not go unnoticed by Shadow Milk cookie. His smirk widens, and his leans closer to you, warm breath reaching the neck of your exposed skin, with cool contrasting with this sudden heat, your skin begins to prickle up, causing another shudder to run down your spine.

'My, little fairy… how far you've strayed from the light.~' He purred, curling a finger into your sopping hole. You mewl. Arching your back, head rolling and knocking against the tree behind you. You reach out to grip it's silvery bark for solace. An anchor.

'Already so obedient…so good for me…..couldn't hold up the bratty persona, hm? I knew it was just an act. Feel free to keep it up, though, if you can~.'

You huffed, but that's all you could do. Words swam in your head but nothing came out.

'Fucked too stupid to respond?' His gentle teasing voice had turned into more of a sneer. He wrapped an arm around your chest, pulling you up and pressing his hand deeper into you, fingers hitting a spongy spot that made you wail.

'Let's try that again.'

'Am I-thrust fucking you thrust so good that you can't think of something? Am I turning your brain to mush? Huh?'

You would roll your eyes if they weren't already in the back of your skull, and your legs shake with each sloppy thrust, too fast for you to bite out a retort.

You hate how powerless he makes you feel, legs trembling and head fuzzy from just a few touches.

He pushed you down, causing you to yelp. Then Shadow Milk cookie quickly pulled his fingers out out, leading to a loss of warmth. Your hole clenches around nothing.

'I wonder if I can loosen those lips with something else. On your knees.'

With embarrassing speed you hit the ground, soft wet soil cooling your heated body. Shadow Milk Cookie smirked and palmed a blue hand over a prominent tent in his leotard. You watched as he tore a hole through them, and his cock sprung out. The length of it tapped against your mouth as you leaned closer to it, swirling the tip with kitten licks.

Shadow Milk Cookie laughed, which quickly turned into a soft moan, A hand slid through your hair until he gripped the roots, tugging you forward. You let out a soft gasp and took him in your mouth. Slowly he moved your head until your nose pressed against his pelvis. You gagged harshly at his tip scraping the spongy beginnings of your throat, but all he did was laugh. This continued for what felt like ages, spit gathering in your mouth and dribbling down your chin as his pace picked up. 'Ah…oh fuck…little fairy- your- your mouth-'

His small laughs and teasing remarks melted into soft whimpering. You knew he was close. Shadow Milk Cookie's was nearly tearing your hair out by it's roots, and if your eyes weren't watering by the throat abuse, they were now. The thrust got faster and faster, you tried to get him to slow down, but all that came out was muffled whines, vibrating the throbbing cock in your mouth. This seemed to be his end, as with a final thrust, Shadow Milk Cookie emptied himself down your throat.

'Hah….hah…' His panting synchronized with your own heavy breaths. Slowly, he pulled himself out of your mouth, jerking himself as a few more pearls of his cum spurted onto your face. Shadow Milk Cookie tucked himself away again, smirking down at the creamy mess all over your face. He tilted your head up, capturing your lips in a deep kiss, long tongue cleaning the remnants of his release and the evidence of this night's fornication.

And just like that, he pulled away, leaving you in the dark.

You knew he'd be back, sometimes he visited multiple times again in the same light, abusing your already used and sore body for his own pleasure until you saw stars.

His power and ego would swell in his head and he would take it out on you. Every frustration and joy, you would feel ramming into you.

You squeezed your thighs together in anticipation for that moment.

[luza-wayne]

calling them with another name

suna rintarou, kuroo tetsurou, tsukishima kei

cw: accident (it's just kuroo being an idiot)

here's the second part!

suna rintarou

it's the weekend and you decided to spend your time at your boyfriend's house. his family is out of town and he said he's bored.

but part of the reason you went there is to try out the "calling your boyfriend another name prank". you wanted to know how he'll react so you concluded to do this today.

you two are now on the couch watching netflix, while he uses your lap as a pillow. you have been thinking of the right time to carry out the plan, but you can't seem to find it.

“i'm getting hungry.” he muttered out of nowhere.

this it is! 

“me too.” you replied to him, putting your hand on your tummy. he noticed that and then he thought of burying his face onto your stomach, and he did.

“what do you want to eat?” he asked, making your tummy feel the vibrations every time he speaks.

“hmmm... i don't kno— ah! how about chicken wings?” your eyes glimmered at your suggestion. he looked up at you and smiled, agreeing with you.

he reached for his phone and started to search for somewhere to order, still laying on your lap.

“ah, also can you order drinks too, kyousuke? oh— mhm.” you 'innocently' asked him, while your eyes are focused on the tv.

the bomb has been planted. 

“oka—” he halted his mouth as soon as he reviewed what you just called him.

he raised his eyebrows and furrowed it, giving you a 'what-did-you-just-called-me-?' look.

you bite your lower lips, trying to hold back your laughter as you can feel him staring at you from his position.

when he didn't get a reaction from you, even with that glaring he did. he fixed his form and forcibly made you look into his eyes.

“excuse me, ma'am, but what did you call your boyfriend?” he asked seriously, pressing his palms deeper on your cheeks.

“uh? rin?”

“oh no, that's not what you named me just now. who is this kyousuke bastard? you even realized you said the wrong name.” he said, freeing your face and standing up.

“kyousuke? i don't know anyone named kyousuke. i don’t know what you’re talking about.” you said putting up your act.

after you said that, he just sat back on the couch, but now with a grumpy face and mood.

“when's the food coming?” you asked, changing the topic.

“never.” he shortly answered.

“what? why?” you paused the movie and shook his arms playfully.

“i don't know either. why don't you ask the kyousuke guy? maybe he knows why.” he answered, he stretched his arms and turned his back and played something, anything on his phone.

omg, is he mad? damn, he's mad, but... 

“bwahahahahaha!” you suddenly burst out laughing while you hit his back. “rin! oh my gosh— hahahaha!” you were completely broken because of his reaction to the prank.

“what is wrong with you? suddenly calling me names and now laughing out of nowhere!” he said removing your hitting hand off of his back.

“oh, rin.” you wiped the tears of laughter in the corner of your eyes and hugged him, taking him by surprise. “my wittle rin is jealous, aren't you?— bwahahahahaha!” you burst out again.

you just can't get your mind off of how cute it was, considering suna rintarou rarely showed emotion on his face.

“it was just a prank, rin. sorry, sorry.” you confessed.

he finally sank in his mind all the videos in tiktok he saw, where they prank their boyfriends and how can he fail to forget that set up?

“i'm never ordering you chicken wings again.” he said suddenly that made you crack up again.

“so, you still ordered it for me, rin.” 

suna swears in his mind that he'll get you back. not now, but he definitely will.

kuroo tetsurou 

you are the manager of the nekoma boys volleyball club and lately, your boyfriend, the nekoma's captain, kuroo tetsurou has been teasing and getting on your nerves for the last couple of days and you decided to take revenge today. with the help of kenma on what you will do, you two took the idea of calling him by another name.

after changing, you stepped into the court, as usual, kuroo sent a flying kiss to your position as soon as he saw you, but you dodged the air as if you were not accepting it. kuroo knew what he was doing for the past few days, so he was not offended by it, instead, he just laughed his ass off.

right after you filled their water bottles, coach nekomata called in for a ten-minute break. you were distributing it when kenma gave you a sign that right now is the perfect time to commence the plan.

after you gave kenma's bottle, you extended your arms to your boyfriend and he just smiled widely and you're sure he's planning something again, just like how he is doing recently.

he suddenly held you on your wrist and pulled you to his chest, and the reason he keeps on doing this teasing is because of the genuine response he's receiving from you.

“w-what?!” you slapped his arms, even with a blush on your face.

he lifted your chin and angled your face, instinctively you closed your eyes and pooched your lips, but when no contact happened, you opened your eyes and saw him already rolling on the floor.

this jerk... hah! sorry, but i won't let things go your way this time! 

“gosh! you keep on teasing me these days, rai! i'll definitely have my revenge soon.” you declared and made your way to pass yaku's water to him.

kuroo blinked once, blinked twice and thrice, but nothing changed. did you just call him 'rai'? 

he regained his posture and was about to reach out to you, but the break was already finished.

you clenched your fist, bit your lower lips and even felt your nose enlarging now and then, trying to contain your laughter as you see kuroo keeps glancing at you, every time he can.

wah, this is the best revenge. 

“ouch!” 

everyone was alerted by the cry and it turned out kuroo was hit by taketora's spike because he was not paying attention. coach nekomata told him to go check it in the clinic and asked you to come with him. you worriedly led him to the infirmary and unfortunately, the nurse was out, so you just decided to wait for them while you try to keep him in the right condition.

“are you worried?” kuroo asked you, while you trace his head if there's any bump.

“of course, i am. are you crazy?” you answered annoyed at his question.

“no, you can't. your boyfriend will get mad.” he said, trying to sound different.

what— ah. he's still there, he seems alright already.

“what are you saying? you're my boyfriend.” you said blanky.

“i am your boyfriend?! sorry, but my name isn't rai! newsflash my girlfriend is cheating on me with a jerk named ra—” you quickly covered his mouth, looked around and at the door.

“idiot! you're too noisy! we're in the infirmary!” he removed your hands from his mouth and pulled you to a hug.  a tight one.

okay, now i feel bad.

“i was just trying to prank you, tetsu. you've been under my skin recently and i thought i will get back at you. sorry.” you said stroking his hair. he tightened the hug and you leaned down to kiss his hair.

“okay, cut!” you two flinched when you heard someone clapping and looked behind you. yaku, lev and kenma were there standing at the door.

“you two took so long to come back.” yaku looked so disgusted, lev wondering what the hell is happening and kenma just looking away.

“watching you two being lovey-dovey disgust me from the bottom of my heart,” yaku exclaimed.

“really? didn't know you have a heart, yakkun.” you replied.

“eh? yaku-san, you don't have a heart?” lev asked, intently.

“lev, shut up.” kenma muttered, looking like he'd have enough of lev.

“what do i do? my teammates are jealous of our relationship.” kuroo said and sighed.

“like hell we are!” yaku protests.

tsukishima kei 

the finals are coming up and you and your boyfriend, tsukishima kei, decided to study together, so you can ask him if you ever don't understand something. he's fine with it, so now you're in his room holding your notebook with a scowl on your face.

“what's wrong?” tsukishima asks as soon as he looks at your face.

“i don't understand anything at all.”  you plopped on the table and buried your face in the book.

“want me to teach you?” he asked as he browsed his notes. you shook your head still on the table.

“no, i need a break.” you said and stood up. you throw yourself on his bed and reach for your phone.

“we just started ten minutes ago, you know?” he smirked as he wrote down pointers for you.

“shut up.” you pouted and tapped on the tiktok icon on your phone.

not even a minute passed, a video played on your fyp and it was about pranking their boyfriends by calling them by a different name. thankfully, you're wearing earphones so, he can't hear what you are watching and chose to do it to your own boyfriend.

you exit the app and place your phone on his nightstand. you sat down again at the table and opposite to him, he raised his eyebrows.

“i thought you were going to take a break from the ten-minute study you did?” he teased you.

“well, i just decided to be a good student starting now, so i'll be doing my best to study.” you stated hiding your dark plan behind the face you're putting up.

after minutes of pretending to study, you took your notes and sat next to him.

“hey,” you started. he looked at you and placed his hand on your hip.

“mhm?” he hummed.

wait, he's being touchy and sweet right now, should i continue or abandon the plan for now? argh! whatever! 

“i can't understand this, can you explain this to me, furuya?” you said pointing something in your notebook.

i did it! how will kei react?! 

it took a few seconds before tsukishima spoke up.

“first, you need to do this…”

huh? no response? you sighed. i knew it, he wouldn't react to something like that, he probably thought i just called him by another name by mistake. 

after he explained what you asked, you just decided to really study now, and an hour passed.

“how about we take a break?” tsukishima suggested. you just nodded, you felt like all your energy was just sucked out of your body. “i'm going to go get refreshments.” he said standing up and walking to the door.

“okay.” you replied, your eyes already gave up.

“just lay down on the bed if you're too tired, i'll be back, akemi.” he said.

you opened your eyes wide and looked at his way hastily.

“kei, what the fuck?!” you cursed, completely shaken.

“huh?” he asked you, even tilting his head.

“who is this akemi girl you just called me?!” you walked to him, your eyebrows furrowing together.

“akemi? who's that? i don't know any akemi.” he answered.

“no, you just called me akemi!” you defended.

“i really don't know, maybe you should ask that furuya guy?” he said, crossing his arms and leaning on the door.

“huh?” furuya? “gosh, kei!” you hit his chest and glared at him.

he laughed looking at you, worried about who the akemi he just called.

“damn you.”

“too bad. i didn't fall into your trap.” he said and walked to the table.

“i'll have my revenge next time, just you wait.” you said, determined that you'll get a reaction from him in the future.

“are you sure you should say that?” he leaned down and grabbed his phone that was placed in the pot.

“what do you mean?” you wondered.

"kei, what the fuck?" "huh?" "who is this akemi girl you just called me?" "akemi? who's th—" 

you widened your eyes and your blood rose to your cheeks as you heard your voice.

“kei! delete that!”

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[sillylittleguy420]

It always sort of upset how much people in this fandom seem to misread Giyuu and Shinobu's relationship? Not in the sense that it "is or isn't romantic" but more so in the sense that Giyuu is a sensitive wittle baby and Shinobu is bullying him - I hate that read, it feels like a lot of people have just NEVER had actual friends in their entire lives - and more importantly I feel like it downplays the obvious fact that these two are really fucking tight.

I mean I could bring up the fact that Giyuu manages to match Shinobu's passive aggressive energy, Shinobu being the only person outside of Ubuyashiki who GETS Giyuu in any meaningful way (According to the Light Novels, which we can assume are canon. I mean hopefully, that's literally where half of the dynamics come from, BECAUSE THE MAIN SERIES SURE AS SHIT NEVER ESTABLISHED ANY OF THESE -), Giyuu having a clear reaction to her death in Infinity Castle, or even Shinobu knowing exactly what Giyuu means when he says "I'm not like you guys" and telling him to explain himself. But instead - I will raise another point!!!! It's clear that when these two banter there's a clear sense of Catharsis between them. Shinobu gets to drop the act and actually be herself, and Giyuu can loosen his shoulders and relax. I think them gnawing at each others throats during Mount Natagumo is a pretty clear example of their dynamic - even if it's more violent than it would usually be. It's very sibling coded if I had to put a nail on it? There's not really a sense of decorum between the two of them, it feels like at any moment either one of the two will throw a jab at the other. Maybe a "You're not reaching that, even on your toes." Or a "Ah, Your awful expression scared those kids away! For shame." And I think both of them appreciate that level of comfortability. If she was paired with anyone else during Natagumo, I don't think Shinobu would've been so biting? Like if it was Rengoku, Mitsuri, or even Sanemi? (Who I think she's also VERY close with, but in a completely different context to her relationship with Giyuu) I think she would've kept up the air of kindness, instead of jumping straight to "Nobody likes you, you fucking dork." But because it was her favorite Wet Cat of a man, she felt comfortable in being so crude. Even if Giyuu probably sat on that for a while for sure. He probably made direct eye contact with Tanjiro and went "Kamado likes me. . ." in his head. But ah, that's a part of the reason I view it as so sibling coded. I wish we got to see more of Shinobu and Giyuu's dynamic, we got a bit in Giyuu Gaiden, and some in the light novels, but it never felt substantial enough for me - and that's probably why so many people misread it so thoroughly, because the series doesn't really do a good enough job of establishing their sibling-like relationship and ribbing tendencies. Then again. . . Demon Slayer and not expanding on these fun and interesting characters in any meaningful way outside of the exact moment where they fucking DIE go pretty hand in hand.

[killuaisaprincess]

chivalry

“Here. Let me kiss it better, Your Highness.”

Gon takes his small, delicate hand gently and brings it up to his lips, placing a chaste kiss on the red spot.

He lowers it carefully, and Killua pulls it back, shyly holding it to his chest, blushing.

He bites on his lower lip, just enough…

“K-Kiss me here too…”

[silent-raven13]

HIMBO SPIDIES EVERYWHERE!

Peter Parker sighs: Wade, I'm not supposed to bring you here! You're lucky you got the Tour bracelet for the day! -He saw his fellow friend, Deadpool bouncing around-

Deadpool giggling like a fangirl: OMG! OMG! OMG! Spidy, look! -he points at the Spidermen with plush thick booties- I died and went to heaven! HIMBO SPIDIES EVERYWHERE! -fangirling so hard-

Peter cursed under his breath: I should've never told him.

Peter B.: Hey, Peter! What's up, who's your friend? -he slurps his soda having to carrying his daughter in his baby carrier-

Mayday waves: Hi-hi!

Deadpool gasps: Oh my gawd, look at her wittle socks- -He gasps louder- AND SHE GOT WITTLE FLOWERS!

Mayday giggles with her feet kicking: Hehehe

Peter sighs: This is my friend, Wade...

Deadpool hushes him: No Spidy! I'm Deadpool! You gotta keep my identity a -whispers in Peter's ear- secret!

Peter B slurps: Quite the friend you got there, Pete!

Peter groans: He's been begging me to bring him here. I had to do graveyard work for Jess' to let him come for the day! -Deadpool going all around the headquarters being so excited! He was more excited with the Spidermen with the nice rears-

Deadpool saw Petie: Ohh, look the dum truck on that one and those! -Unware that Petie talking to Miguel, Ben, Miguel, and another Spiderman-

Petie being casual: So, I'm thinking we should more team A into the left instead of the rig- -he stop himself feeling hands groping his butt. He looks over finding a strange guy in a black and red suit who happily giggles- Wha- Hey!

Deadpool giggles: Hey, gorgeous! -happily grabbing Petie's rear- You got some nice cake for a Peter Parker!

Miguel: Oye Cabrón! What da the hell you think you're doing! -He shouted out loud with his fangs out. Petie trembling with fear having to go behind Alpha and Miguel-

Petie: He touched me!

Deadpool: Oh don't worry! I'm all equal!

Alpha scowls: Listen asshole, you don't pull a -He grunts angrily feeling Deadpool's hands on his rear- HEY, Stop! I'ma kill you!

Miguel growls: WHO BROUGHT THIS HERE! -he scowls having a red tint on his face when he felt Deadpool's hands groping his rear-

Deadpool: Wow, so toned... so soft! -he turns to the fourth wall- Hey, you guys asked for this. Ya'll wanted know how sweet his cake is! Honk! Honk! Hehehe -he pinches Miguel's rear-

Miguel's talons came out ready to strike: You got five seconds to stop touching me!

Petie looks so confused: Who's he talking too?

Alpha: This man is derange! I'll end his misery!

Deadpool giggles: Honestly, I like the first Peter's cake... it's much softer like pillows. Alpha's too hard. Miguel's is just right, but I like them soft! -Alpha and Miguel gotten more angry by his words, while Petie blush-

Peter: Wait! He's my friend! WADE, stop it!

Deadpool happily went over to carry Peter: Yeah, this is my boo! -he turns to the fourth wall- Looks familiar, huh?

Peter: Put me down, Wade!

Deadpool: Nuh-uh! Let's get out of here before Mr. Dracula bites me! -he carries off Peter to escape two angry Spidermen.-

Peter B. slurps his soda with his daughter as they watch: You know, it never gets boring here, huh May? -he looks down at his kid-

Mayday: Nuh Uh -agreeing with her dad-

Deadpool carrying Peter in bridal style getting away from Miguel and Alpha. Peter with his arms crossed being annoyed, then he arched his eyebrow spotting two similar younger Spidermen.

Hobie running off with Miles in his arms in bridal style form, too. Miles rolled his eyes, when Hobie took him away from their friend being jealous. He wanted to snuggle and cuddle with Miles all to himself. Miles spotted a Spidermen being carried off going in the same direction: You too, huh?

Peter: Yeah...

Hobie turns to Deadpool as they ran in the safe pace: Ello, mate. What brings you here?

Deadpool: And you know, escaping ole' Dracula and his werewolf! -implying Miguel and Alpha-

Hobie: Ah, they are terrible, aren't they?

Deadpool: They are! I'm here saving my baby!

Hobie: Same here!

They're partners rolling their eyes having their arms crossed being carried off to God knows where.

[andradrawsstuff]

Fifth chapter of my fic ✨

I keep forgetting to post these lmao

Hehe Private gets to swear :)

Chapter 5: How to pocket a penguin

The city streets were illuminated with neon pink and glowing bar signs, contrasting against the pitch-black night sky. Alleyways were stained with the permanent scent of fruity alcohol, and bars were bustling with rowdy patrons. The boys waddled their way through the streets, exploring what the nightlife had to offer. They were already out for two hours, hopping around the dozens of bars and buzzing nightclubs. They weren’t there purely for fun, however. Kowalski suggested to search for any spare parts they could find, as well as pickpocketing some extra cash. Desperate times called for desperate measures. Not that they cared much, really. They had no soft spot for humans, and it showed. If it were animals that were on the receiving end, they may have had a little more empathy and spared them from swiping their cash.

By the time it reached three in the morning, the penguins had already racked up quite the hand.

“Good work boys,” Skipper praised. “At this rate, we might have enough to buy us a whole plane again!”

“Yes… well, next time we need more cash, we should just come back to Miami!” Kowalski added. “These people are loaded!”

They finally decided to take a break from swiping and let loose a little. The club they were stationed at was filled with drunken partygoers who seemed to be misplacing their beverages quite often. Or so they thought that they were being misplaced… when in reality, the cheeky birds pinched every stray drink they saw and decided to have a little fun themselves. At first, it started off light. Just one drink Skipper said. Skipper ORDERED. One shot… ah, what’s the harm. How about two? Those two turned into three, and three turned into five. After seven, they completely lost count. All they knew, was that they were having a GREAT time.

“WOOOOOOO HAHAHAHA LOOKATMEEEE, I’M A PWETTY WITTLE BUTTERFLY!!” Kowalski screamed at the top of his lungs whilst swinging on a chandelier, making sure the whole city heard him.

“Ohkay, ohkay. How’s about you give me that one.” Skipper asked Private, poorly attempting to swindle him out of his drink.

“What?” He replied completely appalled. “No, that’s MY drink, piss off and get your own!”

“LENNYYYYYYY!!” Yelled Rico. “LENNYYYYYYY WHERE ARE YA MAN?” Who the hell is Lenny?

Those birds were GONE. Not a single functional braincell left in their heads. They were fully toasted. Things only got worse when they started seeing things. Lobsters. One here, one there, and one in the corner of the room. At first, it was only a few. But then more appeared out of nowhere. They must be tripping, they thought. Was this normal? This never happened in Monte Carlo…

“Kuhwalski… analysis…” Skipper spluttered, growing concerned about his visions.

“Uhhhh, I have absotutely NO clue…”

Rico couldn’t muster up the courage to even grunt anymore…

Private managed to form a single coherent thought. “Wuh- wait… are you guys seeing them too?”

Those lobsters seemed to get increasingly angrier… and closer. The boys bunched up together, huddling in order to stay up on their own feet. This time, things seemed more real. Those lobsters were really there, and they were after them. Skipper gathered all his strength to ask Rico for a wooden bat, but immediately blacked out, followed by Kowalski, then Private, then Rico. They were out like a light. The clawed creatures gathered around them, nodding to each other about something. One of them was a dark crimson colour, a scar on his right eye and claws almost as big as Private. He seemed to be the one in charge. He pulled out a beige sac and pocketed the poor penguins, signalling to the others to move out. Those silly birds, what did they get themselves into…

[stunie]

seein’ u enjoy hsr n’ post updates makes me so giddy teehee ^_^ am so excited for when u go to da next planet n’ see all da characters there ( esp my husband he’s literally so gorgeous ! bawwwtttt i shall nawt spoil anythin’ in case ur in the unknowin’ of those characters ! >///< ) !¡ i fink u’ll luv it bawt i do have a question ! who are ur top 5 favs currently ? :3 i kno u said u like ‘em all equally bawt c’monnn . . . surely there’s a couple u like just a wittle moar than da rest of dem all :3

hiihii kadyy aaaaa you’re so cute omg 🥺 good morning !!!! I THINK I WAS TOLD THE NEXT PLANET THING has aventurine ?!?!?? im pretty sure but i might have forgotten > < IM EXCITED TO MEET UR HUSBAND AND ALL YOUR FAVES. as soon as i meet him, i have to ask u all about you two !! <333

hmmm hmm hmmmmmmm i think for my favorites, IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER — jing yuan, dan heng, kafka, stelle, & pompom :’))) so far !! for dan heng, he’s so funny & i really liked the snippet of his story we got in this arc so far > < for kafka, she makes me blush soooo bad jdjdjxjxj she can really do anything to me. but also her and blade are really interesting! i think i’m understanding what’s happening with blade a little better?? the mara and whatnot

FOR STELLE, i love that they gave her so much personality !!!! i would genuinely love to know someone like her hsjsndn she’s so funny. FOR POMPOM, JUST SOOOOOO CUTE ?!?!?/ there was a mission where he got all nervous and spooked out n awww )): for jing yuan. ah!! a handful of people said i would like him and their predictions were so right :’) though i think i liked him more towards the end of the arc

this scene in particular :

[mintytealfox]

Alice: *Found the baby animal and brought it home*.

Norton: *Didn't want the pet and is now carrying it around cradled in one arm and showing it his gem collection.*

I wanted to draw something for this so bad LOL but I just can't wait and want to talk about it and will have to draw it later 😂

I kinda want to do a poll as to what sort of animal it could be LOL but the idea of a wittle bby bby bby needing some nursing back to health AAAHHHH

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Alice: "please, can we" Norton: "?? The only animal that should have any place in a home is fish, the rest stay outside" Alice: "but this one is so sick please" Norton: "I'm no animal doctor and neither are you last I checked..." Alice: "PLEASE, I know we can care for it and I need you to help me" Norton: "and how could you possibly know that............." -flashbacking on all the hunches that Alice has had and she is always right- "........" Alice giving the eyes Norton: "........................fine" Alice: "AH thank you!" -cheek kiss and hurries off to continue tending to the creature in a the comfortable place she already put together- -Norton doesn't want to see a little creature die on his watch so he is really hoping Alice is right on this-

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-baby animal gets better quick and easy. baby just needed warmth and food-

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-Alice cuddling the bby animal in bed- "little thing reminds me of someone~" -give Norton a little look from the side of her eye- -Norton next to her and shakes his head and resumes reading. but cue a lil blushies-

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-Alice hurrying to get out the door cause there was a huge development to a story and she has to get there asap- "Okay, I have everything" -patting her pockets and has her suitcase in hand- -Norton is holding the lil baby animal and hands Alice her scarf with his free hand- "now you're all set." -Alice smiles- "thanks" -exchange a kiss, the Alice gives the lil bby animal wittle kisses and scritches- -Alice then running out the door and waving back at them-

she returns a couple days later and finds Norton with the bby in his office and hears him talking Norton: "this one is fool's gold, we don't talk about her, she's a sneaky bitch...Gold on the other hand, she is perfection"

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SO CUUUTTTEEEEEEEEEEEEE 😭😭😭😭😭💞💞💞💞

[starmocha]

I'm the anon who sent that ask about Raf carrying little Coral in that kangoroo thing lmao

First of all, your take on what he says is so much more in character and better than what I said. HE WOULD CALL HIS PRECIOUS BOY A FREELOADER WITH ALL THE LOVE IN THE WORLD

the comment about the pretty boobs 😂😂😂

And second of all, I apologize for nothing! You have no idea how long I've been imagining the boys carrying their babies like that

Raf is the one that sticks out to me the most because I keep thinking about him wearing that cozy sweater so if he thinks his baby is a bit cold, he buttons it up to make sure baby is safe and warm

I picture Sylus wearing it proudly, carrying his little treasure around, every now and then she makes a little sound and he responds with a "I know" or asks if she's alright to which she responds with a very succint "bah!". He also shows everything to her. I'm picturing them shopping, and both MC and Sylus point at anything shiny or pretty because she likes it and it makes her laugh

The way you described Zayne is perfect, just perfect! In my head I pictured them having to leave the baby at the daycare at the hospital because MC is working. So he arrives at the hospital wearing it, and of course everybody gathers around to marvel at the baby and zayne is holding him tight, happy but also paying attention to see if all the fuss is bothering him but baby's a little star, all smiles and giggles. And then, after Zayne was done with his surgeries and reports and had some time to kill, he'd get his baby from the daycare and wear him on his chest while strolling through the hospital, explaining things to him lol

Xavier would be so cute, he'd love having his baby strapped to his chest like that, listening to his heartbeat and sleeping peacefully. He'd look down every now and then and find his baby with their eyes open and looking lovingly at him and he'd be like "Oh hey, look who's awake!". He'd also love how practical the kangoroo thing is. Like, he can have his baby on him AND use his hands? 😮 (mc would find it all adorable and fall even more in love with her little family but she would ban Xavi from even stepping into the kitchen while wearing that 😂)

And I pictured Caleb wearing it and being all proud too, showing off his baby. He'd talk to the baby the entire time, he'd tease mc and say their baby agrees with him, look down and plant a kiss on the top of the baby's head all like "right? I know, I know--" then he'd look at mc "see, love, our baby agrees: we should stop at the park before going home"

"But it's his nap time soon--"

Caleb looking at the baby "mom says it's nap time," baby makes a sound, caleb looks at mc "he says nap times are blrrhh, which means boring in baby language"

Basically, Caleb's a menace 😂😂

Ooh this was longer than I intended but I was meaning to send a message because I honestly loved your response but work got in the way. Then I saw you were picturing all the boys wearing the kangoroo strap and I just wanted to share my hc lol ♥️

LMAO SHOULD WE KEEP THE TEASING FREELOADING COMMENTS/TERM OF AFFECTION IN FUTURE RAF FICS THEN assuming I am capable of writing more Raf fics lol

Rafayel: *playing peek-a-boo with his son* Where's my wittle freeloading fishie? Ah, there he is! 🩷 Where's my wittle freeloader who gets to nurse from his momma's pretty boobies?

MC: RAFAYEL AFK;FAKJLFASKLJ

Rafayel: Oh, hey, cutie, when did you come home :D

lmaoooo the way I am now just picturing Raf admiring MC's boobs after having their baby 😔

THE LITTLE "BAH" OH MY GOD AKLJKLKLALAF 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 Picturing this super serious, intimidating 6'2" man carrying a little teeny baby attached to his chest is honestly just free therapy for me 🥰🥰🥰 Also this is a reference to a post I saw someone made once on Instagram, but they mentioned how after years of being parents, they suddenly have another baby and it's all so natural for their husband now that he just randomly have a fresh diaper in his coat pocket when they go out as a family and this is how I am picturing Sylus too in his stylish coat....with like two spare diapers in his pocket.

I was thinking the other day about the Snowdrop conception fic I am drafting how after MC have the baby, all of Zayne's colleagues (especially the nurses) are excited about seeing Doctor Zayne and his wife's baby. I can see all of the nurses being 🥹🥹🥹 "Of course Doctor Zayne and his wife would make the cutest baby ever!"

omg help if Xavier finds that thing convenient, I fear he would multitask by eating while carrying the baby and crumbs of food will fall on top of the child 🥲 /hj Or he wears it while walking around his balcony and showing the baby all of the plants there and they both just end up sunbathing/falling asleep outside feeling the warm breeze 🥺

CALEB. 🫠 He just wants to extend family time for as long as possible...even if it means messing with his wife 🙂 Could definitely see him going grocery shopping like that and explaining the ingredients to the baby and passing on his recipe for slow braised chicken lmao

Long asks are totally fine here <333 I love seeing you guys get excited to share things with me 🥹

[fandomworld9728]

The Life of the Morningstars - Chapter 9:

"Charlie!"

"Hey dad- oh!" She couldn't help the laugh that was squeezed out of her as her father hugged her.

Picking his big girl up while hugging her, Lucifer smiled up at her. She was so grown... "It's so good to see you."

Giggling down at him, she got back on her feet. He sure was stronger than he looked. When was the last time she had seen him use that strength? "It's good to see you too, dad. And welcome to The Hazbin Hotel." A proud smile graced Charlie's face as she showed him the nicely decorated lobby along with her group of friends. She was so grateful for all the work they had put into putting this together.

Before Lucifer could go explore, he was distracted by his precious little kitty coming to greet him. He couldn't resist showing her some love. "Hello Keekee. It's been a while since I last seen you. Oh! Razzle. Dazzle. Look how much you haven't grown. Still fun sized! Are you taking care of my wittle girl? You better be."

This? This was the King of Hell? This small, easily distracted, goofball? Alastor couldn't believe this. He expected much more from the all the rumors he heard about the royals. Suffice it to say, he was not impressed. 

"Wow... this place looks- uh... uh huh..." Lucifer was having a hard time coming up with something nice to say about the hotel. It was worn down and interestingly decorated. But this was Charlie's space, and he didn't want to be rude. Not his style but it wasn't his house, so he wasn't gonna complain. "It's got a lot of character. Oh! What in the unholy hell is that?!"

"Just some of the renovations we had done. Adds a bit of color, don't you think?"

"And you are?"

"Alastor." Appearing behind the king, the radio demon was already amused by his reactions. The expressions he made; how quick he was to turn around when he appeared behind using his shadow. This was going to be fun. "Pleasure to be meeting you, sire, quite a pleasure. It's nice to finally put a face to the name. You are much shorter in real life."

Did this guy just shake his cane then wipe his hand off after? Lucifer made a mental note to ask Charlie about that later. Who was this Alastor guy anyways? Turning to Charlie for answers, he didn't get a chance to ask anything before the sinner continued.

"I am the host of the hotel. You might have heard of me from my radio broadcast." 

God. Everything about this guy screamed overconfident alpha! Honestly, he had heard about the broadcast. Him and Charlie stumbled upon it once when she still lived with him and decided they liked it well enough to have it play as background noise to make the palace feel less empty. But against his better judgement, his instincts had him lashing out. "Nope! I guess that's why Charlie called it the Hazbin Hotel, ah ha-ha."

"Hahaha, it was actually my idea."

"Haha! Well, it's not very clever!"

"Haha! Fuck you."

"Okay!" Stepping in, the princess separated the two before things could escalate. When was the last time she had seen her dad like that? It didn't make- oh no. "Uh... Alastor. Are you wearing any scent patches?"

"Hm? No. Should I be?"

"Charlie, it's okay. Scents don't usually bother me much. If you guys are fine with his scent being out it's not a big deal." Lucifer knew that his own scent could be overpowering, especially since it had soured over the years, so he made sure to wear them to the hotel. Slowly let the people there get used to his scent instead of hitting them all at once with it. He learned his lesson from last time. 

"Oh. O-Okay. If you're sure. Just let me know if any scents bother you and we can see about how to adjust you to them."

"Sounds good, kiddo." This was honestly going better then he thought it would. Aside from that bastard alpha. Though... it was kind of fun being able to spat with someone like that. Because of his second gender and status as King of Hell, most people either coddled him or feared him. It was a nice change of pace. Not to mention how nice he smells- oh fuck. No. Nononono!

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[return-to-twisted-wonderland]

💚anon

[Future AU - Chest] *Azul trying to teach his daughters how to play chess - Madelyn is 6, Jaya is 4 - Based off the Bluey Episode "Chest"*

Azul: That's the knight.

Jaya: No, he's a horsey.

Azul: Yes, but it's called a knight–

Madelyn: But the knight is on the horsey.

Azul: Well, hm..I guess it's true.

Reyna, cooking: I thought you said smart people play chess.

Azul, gives Reyna a look: *turns back to the two girls* Well, whatever you call it.

Jaya: Mine's called Gallahop.

Madelyn: Mine's called daughter of Gallahop.

Azul: He moves by jumping. *moves his piece from G1 to F3*

Jaya: Ooh, who is castle head?

Azul: That's the Rook.

Jaya: I'm gonna call him castle head.

Azul: ..Sure. Castle heads move straight, like this.

Jaya: Huh? Castles can't move. This game's confusing...

Azul: It is, Jaya. Maybe you want to go help your mother in the kitchen instead?

Madelyn: What? No, she's on my team.

Azul, inaudible sigh: Let's just start. *moves a pawn* Your go, Maddy.

Jaya: Aw, I want my own chest team.

Azul: ..Sorry, Jaya. There's only two teams. So maybe you just watch.

Jaya: Oh...

Madelyn: Don't worry Jaya! Look–there's two horseys, and two castle heads, and two..pom-pom elves?

Azul: Bishops.

Madelyn: And lots of prawns.

Azul: Pawns.

Madelyn: So this can be your team, and this one's mine.

Jaya, gummy smile: Thanks.

Reyna: Nice one, Maddy.

Azul: Ah..that's not–

Reyna: Let it go, deep blue.

Madelyn: Hey, there's only one crown lady.

Jaya: And only one wedding cake head.

Azul, points at the piece Jaya was holding: That's the king– *points at Madelyn's* That's the queen.

Jaya and Madelyn, squeals: King and Queen!!

Jaya: Can I have the queen, Maddy?

Madelyn: Uhm..yeah. sure.

Azul: Oh, you can't just–ah, nevermind... *switches his king and queen*

Jaya: Are you sure you're happy with the king?

Madelyn: Yeah, I'm okay.

Azul: Don't worry, Maddy. The king is the most important piece on the board.

Reyna: Oho, is it now?

Azul: ...yes.

Reyna, sets down the pan and turns off the stove: And how many squares can he move?

Azul: ....one...

Reyna, mockingly: Just one square? That was a big square, wasn't it? *picks up the king* Oh, I better rest my royal feeties—they're a wittle tired!

Reyna, turns to the girls: Meanwhile, the queen moves as far as she wants—in any direction. Which is handy, because she has to do all the work.

Azul: ...Are you done?

Reyna: Yes. *goes back to the stove*

Azul: Now, this is how you take a piece. *moves his pawn diagonally and takes their knight - sets it aside off the board*

Jaya, gasps: Gallahop!

Madelyn: Uhm, it's okay! He can just start back here.

Jaya: Ah, phew.

Azul, take it off the board again: No, he's dead.

Jaya: Gallahop is dead?!

Reyna, stern look at Azul: No, he's not dead.

Azul: Ah, erm—he's not dead, he's just out of the game.

Jaya: Aw...

Azul: I did say chess might be a bit old for you, Jaya.

Madelyn, frowns: You're gonna pay for this. My go.

Madelyn: ...where can I go?

Azul, points at two squares: Here or there.

Madelyn, moves the knight: Bam-! There.

Azul: It's important to keep your pieces protected. I can just take it. *takes the knight with his bishop*

Jaya: Daughter of Gallahop!!

Madelyn, moves a pawn forward:

Azul, takes the piece:

Madelyn: What about here-?

Azul, takes the bishop she moved:

Jaya: Stop it!

Azul: I'm just showing you the rules!

Reyna: Get the queen out, Maddy.

Madelyn: Oh, yeah! *moves the queen all the way up* can she do that?

Azul: Yes. But, I can take that too.

Jaya, gasps and holds the queen: my queen!!

Reyna: Really, Azul?

Azul, smug smile: Heh, and it was the king who did the honors.

Madelyn: Mommm how do you beat dad?

Reyna, takes off her gloves and sets them on the counter: It's easy, Maddy. *hands Jaya a circular tin container* I can beat him in four moves.

Reyna: First, I move this guy here.

Azul: Great start. *takes the piece*

Reyna: Then, I move him and ask your father, "Why do you want to teach the kids this game?"

Azul, moves a piece silently:

Reyna: And he answers, "Because smart people play chess–"

*Jaya takes all the pieces that are off the board and ducks behind the counter*

Reyna: "–and I want my daughters to be smart." *moves a piece* Next move I ask, "Why do you want your kids to be smart?"

Azul, murmurs: Bad move.

Reyna: And he'll say, "Right now, the kids are the little pawns–but one day, you two will be queens, and I won't always be there to protect you. So you'll have to look after yourselves." *moves a piece* "But I'm going to do whatever I can now, to help you."

Azul: ...checkmate.

Reyna, looks at Azul: Because he's a good king.

Azul: ...and you're a good queen.

Reyna: But a lousy chess player.

Azul: And you turned out fine.

Reyna: Work on their heads later. But for now, work on their hearts. *kisses Azul on the cheek*

Aw

[boomania]

@the-lytenye-realms

There was a clear lack of amusement with the babytalk from Devona. It was enough to where Keres just knew the other was getting perhaps a bit too comfy with their presence.

They shot out hand to grab Devona's wrist, fingers sharp as claws threatening to pierce skin. A warning that might not last long should the other, in her delusions, push further. "I go where I please. I'm not going to go all the way to wherever the Throne Quarter is when I can just walk the streets at night and grab some dumb brat out past his bedtime for a meal. You're not in control of me, you've just avoided such a fate. So Devona..." Keres let go of the wrist, pushing it aside and grabbing the other by the chin. Guiding her to look them right in the eyes. Pulling them face-to-face. Inches apart. "Do you want to avoid such a fate, or do you want to keep talking to me like you think I'm some obedient wittle sadist."

"Ah." She can feel her etheric fingers just scratching at her frail, delicately human skin. Does Keres not want to puncture her throat with them now? Why doesn't she do it? Devona stared peculiarly at the other. There was no hint of anger in her expression or struggle, it's like an owner eyeing her pet who had done a big oopsie- and she - the owner - is still willing to forgive.

"The Creator has truly graced me with a fine specimen. Tell me, Miss Keres." Calmly, and slowly, tries to pry the shapeshifter's hand away from her chin to hold it instead.

"You wouldn't bite the hands that feed you all this time, hmm? Is our hospitality not enough? Would you prefer going back to the Hollows with only the rare few raiders for you to eat?" Devona licks her lips. This distance between them. Tantalizing.

"All I'm doing is just suggesting where you want your next buffet is. I can quit the condescension, just say the word."

[liviavanrouge]

Prince: My brother has always had someone to want him..

Prince: *Looks down, his ears flattened back* But-

???: *Places a hand under his chin, lifting his head* But you, Prince..

Nicole: *Smiles* Shall me mine...

Prince: *Stares, sobbing coming from him as tears fell*

Anby: Prince..

Nekomata: Ah! Prince, it's okay!

Billy: Oh our wittle boy! It's alright!

@queen-of-twisted

[paytato435]

Chapter 11: The Phantom Limb

Content warning: alien gore and violence

Bitter Tea

April's announcement was too good to be true. Leonardo was ever the optimist, but the years sure had a way of trying to change that. April sat across from him at her seat in the war room, which, by this point, now also doubled as Leonardo’s bedroom, dining room, and whatever else he could fit in any given day room. If he wasn’t eating, sleeping, or meeting someone here, he was out. That was fine by him- Casey was too old to be forced to share a room with his old man anyway; he deserved to have his own space. As the leader of the resistance, Leonardo couldn’t afford that luxury. His business was everyone’s business. 

The slider had been stirring a hot cup of water idly, taking in the brief respite (and mourning for the eight hundredth time the loss of tea) when April had entered the room unannounced.

“You really found it?” he asked skeptically.

“I did,” she announced with unwavering certainty. She waved a hand over a panel on the conference table, and purple light constructed a map of the surrounding barrens outside their small bunker. She connected a red line from their base to a pin over a hundred miles southwest.

Leonardo narrowed his eyes. “At least it’s not in the ocean,” he grumbled. “Where’d you hear this?”

“You’re not going to like it…”

“Is it a defector?”

“Worse,” April sighed, sitting down in her chair. “The Bitch is still alive.”

“No.” Leonardo did not want to believe it. There was no way.

“It’s true. She reached out herself,” April shrugged, sliding another panel. The map morphed into a video player. “Trigger warning: tremendous bitch behavior,” April groaned, pressing the play button.

The picture on screen was grainy as all hell, but Leonardo had no trouble recognizing the old and withered face of Big Mama. Her red eyes still glowed with that familiar menace, but they were also sunken, weary, and her entire body grayed with age. In a nearly mummified claw, she held the long lost key to the prison dimension.

“Hello darlings,” she cooed in a wretched whisper. “I’ve never been one to be brief, but I’m sure you can understand my directness when I say this: you need to come to my location within two days, or the key is lost forever.”

“WHAT?” Leonardo interrupted, but April shushed him. She pointed back toward the screen.

The crusty crone continued on without them. “...need your assistance. I require a swift and comfortable evacuation from this location to your base. The key, of course, is your handsome reward!”

Even though he hadn’t eaten anything today, Leonardo felt like he might throw up.

“Of course, you could just come and pick it up and leave me to die,” she swooned. “That would be all too obvious. So instead, I’ve got a weensy wittle fail safe to ensure I’m not backstabbed again by you uncouth wretches.”

Of course she did. Everything was a game with Big Mama; even the end of the world.

“I have a team of spellweavers here that I’ve… ah… convinced to help me disintegrate your little trinket here-” she waved the key around. “-unfortunately, these spells have a cost.” She spun the camera around and showed three yokai who had been sat together in a mystic circle. Their eyes squeezed shut in concentration, they seemed extremely panicked.

“Poor babes didn’t read the fine print of our agreement,” Big Mama giggled. “The trigger for the spell is a kind of dead-man switch, you see. The spell they’ve cast is slowly draining their life force. If you don’t get here in time, and two days is being generous, honestly, not only will the key be destroyed, but they will die as well.”

Big Mama spun the camera back to face her old and horrendous features.

“So what’s it gonna be Baby Blue?” she sneered. “My life, or their funeral? This could be your chance to fix things! I eagerly await your arrival.”

Leonardo leaned over the table. Fuck…he really missed tea.

April waited for him to say something, but when he didn’t, she filled the space.

“It’s… it’s probably too late at this point for the key itself to be useful to us,” she offered. “We don’t even know how to use-”

“We’re going after it,” Leonardo interrupted. “We have to.”

“Leo, it’s not your fault…”

“Of course it’s my fault!” he nearly shouted. “How could it not be? This is a chance to make things right!” 

“Is it?” April asked quietly in a tone that was clearly meant to calm him down. “Or is it bait? She's clearly targeting you. She wants you to go out into the middle of nowhere as soon as possible. It's… it's likely a trap.”

“If it is, then why did you bring it up?” Leonardo challenged her. She must have known how he'd react, right?

April looked back at the video. The screen was frozen on Big Mama's venomous smile.

“I thought you deserved to know,” she answered simply. “And… I wanted to make sure.” She turned her head to face the slider.

“I know you're going to go after the key no matter what I say,” she sighed. “And you'd be stubborn and pissed if I never told you.”

“But…?”

“But if you leave us again to do your own thing the remaining members of the resistance will not take it well. You need to choose one over the other: are you their leader, or are you a hero?”

“What do you mean?”

April's face softened. “You can't lead people if you aren't here half the time, Leo. Since Raph died you've taken it upon yourself to do most of the heavy lifting around here; in the base and out in the field. It's inspiring, sure, but we need strategy right now, not just heart. You can't do everything, but I think you'd be a lot more useful to the team if you stayed here and used that big brain of yours to keep us safe, instead of throwing yourself into risky situations with meager rewards.”

“Meager? It's the fucking key! There's no way we can stop the Krang without it!”

“We've been trying to develop the technology for a new key-”

“For years! And it's led to nothing,” Leonardo pointed out. “That relic is over ten thousand years old and it's more advanced technology than even Donatello could even imagine. Mikey can't make heads or tails of the mystics surrounding it.”

“If we keep trying-”

“April, I really appreciate your perspective,” Leonardo sighed, slumping deep into his chair. He cradled his sad cup of water to his plastron, contemplating taking the bitter taste of acceptance. “And I get what you mean. I haven't been around here nearly enough. Hell, that's what Donatello's project was for right? To get us stronger fighters. I need to trust them.”

April nodded, but Leonardo could tell it was a restrained gesture. She knew he hated to talk about the new mutants unless it was absolutely necessary.

“I've failed you all,” he admitted. “I'm putting this whole team in danger.”

“Leo, that's not what I'm saying,” April told him quietly. “You can-”

“I'm putting you in charge.”

“What?”

“I can't do this, April. I can't sit here in this room and watch people die out on the field, and I sure as hell can't let the key slip through my fingers again.”

“So you quit?”

“Does it really sound like I'm quitting, Commander?” He took a sip from his cup. “I know how we got here, I know the mistakes I've made, and I'm owning up to it. I didn't ever deserve this position. Leading my brothers is much different from leading an entire army.”

April gave a sad smile. “I suppose that makes sense. But everyone here loves you Leo. What's Casey going to think? Your brothers?”

“I think they'd be thrilled, honestly,” Leonardo grumbled. “I can't remember the last time I sat down with Mikey and just… talked.” He looked off at nothing in particular across the room. “Of course, fuck whatever Donnie thinks, but I'm sure he'd be happier with you calling the shots. He never listened to me anyway.”

He could tell April wanted to protest, but she'd already done that a million times before. It never got them anywhere. She was right in calling him stubborn.

“Casey… when I get back, were going to be a proper family. It's been so hard the last few months, we don't talk much.”

“You've been too busy.”

“And him too! Can you believe it? He's nearly the same age Mikey was when all this shit started. This November he'll be fifteen. And he's already been out in the field for two years. I thought we had it bad! I used to tell others “can you imagine ending the world when you're only sixteen?” Now he's been shoveling the shit out of the bed I made since he was only twelve. It all adds up, exponentially.”

“And yet he still looks up to you,” April pointed out, smiling.

“He shouldn't,” the slider grumbled again. “I failed him. I've failed everyone in this miserable little camp. We eat rats and leaves and tell each other to be grateful to be alive.”

“This is your out,” April noticed, knitting her eyebrows together. 

Leonardo nodded. “This is the only way out. I'll go it alone if I have to.”

“I can put together a small team for you at the very least,” April offered. “And one of Donnie's runners. It'll get you there in just a few hours.”

“I don't need a team,” Leonardo shook his head. “Just get me Synth.”

“That guy, again? Tell me you're not…?”

“No no! Nothing like that!” Leonardo waved his arms. “That was one time… no. I just want him because he knows her as well as I do. He'd want nothing more than to make sure she stays dead this time.”

April gave him a disapproving look, but didn't push it further. “If you're going to go, you better leave now. The sun will be up in a few hours and you do not want the technodrome on your tail.”

Leonardo groaned but stood up reluctantly. It was going to be a long trip.

The Phantom Limb

It had been impossible to stay focused at the lair once everyone else had woken up. Leo had made fun of them of course, and Raph was also set to clean up the living room as the boys had just left the vacuum sitting all lonely and by itself, so Casey and Mikey had completely given up on exploring their ninpo. At least until they went out for a walk in the evening.

To be perfectly honest, Mikey didn’t know what had come over him; he’d never thought he could be so interested in something as seemingly boring as meditating. He was never one to sit still for very long, but after stretching his legs for a bit, he figured it was not far from the sudden impulse to turn a cartwheel. Casey had described it like a phantom limb, and Mikey was inclined to believe him. Now when he wasn’t exercising his ninpo, it was as if his spirit had been crammed into a car seat for six hours. He didn’t know if Casey felt the same way, but he seemed happy enough to entertain him.

So the boys found an awesome vantage point over the city and took the opportunity to sit outside and appreciate the warm summer breeze. They both sat across from each other, cross-legged on a rooftop. The nightlife of the city buzzed far below them, and Mikey had never felt so at peace. This was what he had been missing; it was as if the universe had woken up and spoken to him for the first time. Or perhaps it was the other way around, he wasn’t sure. In his mind’s eye, he could see the millions of people below him, a rainbow of sights and sounds, all rhythmically dancing in time with the heartbeat of the universe. And he was a part of that universe- and so was Casey, sitting across from him, also relaxed, his rose pink aura bubbling over him like seafoam lapping over sand.

Curious, Mikey tried to reach out and see how far he could 'see' like this. Could he reach the lair? It seemed his vision narrowed as he searched, but he still had some idea of what he was seeing…

The beeping from his chest immediately brought him back. He looked down and saw his emergency signal was going off. Someone was in trouble?

Casey jumped and immediately went to his phone.

"What's going on? Are you all alright?!"

Mikey faintly heard Leo's voice on the other end, he sounded just as confused as they were.

"Hold on, I'll put you on speaker, I'm with Mikey."

"It's Donnie!" April shouted through the speaker. "He’s in trouble!"

"He’s what?!" Leo asked April from the same line. It seemed she knew more than he did. There was a shuffle as April took the phone from Leo.

"Casey, Mikey, meet us at the University, now!" 

“Wait, what's going on?” Mikey asked, concerned.

“Donnie has been attacked!” April repeated, more urgently. “He’s at Eastlaird.”

“Fuck,” Casey mumbled, scrambling to he feet. “We'll be there soon!”

“Hurry!” She pleaded, and then hung up.

"Shit!" Casey bristled, shoving his phone back into his pocket and lowering his mask.

"Today would have been a good day to learn how to fly, huh?" Mikey mumbled, stretching his back.

"Aren't you worried? Let's go!" Casey called back, already running towards the school.

"Of course I'm worried!" Mikey pouted, sprinting to catch up. "It's just frustrating. I thought I was really getting somewhere for a minute there."

"You're doing great!" Casey panted. "But we can figure it out later!" 

Thankfully, they were only a few minutes away from the university.

Casey jumped and swung down to the front of the science building. Mikey vaulted after him.

"Leo, we're here! Do we go inside?" Casey asked through the com in his mask..

"We're a minute away,  just hold on."

It was an agonizing minute, mostly because Mikey could already feel that the building was empty. He did, however, see Raph, April, and Leo running up before Casey could.

"I think they're gone, we have to catch up to them!" Mikey stammered as Leo led them around the outside of the building.

"Gone? But we have his signal!" Raph frowned, confused.

"Let's just get there, fast," Leo brushed it off, looking down at one of Donnie's auxiliary tracking devices. "He's this way."

Everyone followed Leo until they reached the back of the building. There, April pointed out the second floor window Donnie had crashed through.

“Tim said he fell from here.”

But Mikey's sense was right. Donnie was gone.

Leo walked across the small lawn and pulled Donnie's emergency signal from the ground. It looked like it had been smashed into the dirt with quite a bit of force. He disabled it, and then threw it back on the ground angrily.

"What are we supposed to do now?" he shouted, pacing around the yard and looking back up at the window.

Casey picked up Donnie's tracker and scanned it with his phone.

"Based on when the signal went off, they can't have gotten far," he calculated.

"If we split up maybe we could-"

"No. Absolutely not," Leo interrupted. "Whatever's got him we can't face alone. We should stay together. This is dangerous."

"Do you think Donnie put a tracker in himself?" Mikey piped up.

"You mean like the one he put in Raph?" Leo narrowed his eyes.

"Leo, he definitely put one in all of us," Mikey rolled his eyes, thinking back to how they had found Raph after he had been abducted by the Krang. “He’s a terrible liar.”

"When did he do that?” Casey asked with concern.

"Relax Future Boy, it was before you got here,” Leo waved off his concern. “Although who's to say he hasn't put one on you since you wandered off that one time…"

Casey looked over his body as if he could somehow find the subdermal.

"Mikey's got a point though," Leo brought Donnie's tracking device up and flipped through some menus.

"Oof," Leo looked up at Casey. "You've been bugged too."

Mikey noticed Casey’s grimace as Leo pulled up Donnie's tracker.

"So, at least he's fair. I got him,” Leo confirmed. “They're headed northwest."

"Well let's not waste any more time then," Raph punched his hand. "Let's go get him!"

The five bounced out of the University. The chase was on.

-

“Synth is dead. They're all dead, Commander… I'm sorry,” Leonardo's voice broke through the static. “You were right; it was a trap. Big Mama was dead before we got here… she was infected.”

“Donnie's en route to your location, just hold out as long as you can.”

“What? No! Why would… this was my choice! I don't want backup!”

“I didn't send him!” April struggled. “He left on his own.”

“Is he insane? I'm surrounded! How-” the line cut for a few agonizing seconds. Casey and April hung onto every moment. On a nearby monitor, Casey could see his sensei's vitals being monitored. He was fine. Out of breath, a nervous wreck, but at the moment, fine.

“Fuck Donnie!” Leonardo's voice came back in. “When I see him I'm gonna-” he cut back out again. Casey wondered if he'd even meant that to come through.

“I have eyes on the target,” came Donatello's familiar deadpan. “I'm touching down in two minutes.”

“Already?” April whispered. How had he gotten there so fast?

“Landing site is not clear, Donnie,” Leonardo warned.

“It's fine, I'll make it work,” the soft shell huffed. There was the sound of both a nearby and distant explosion from both mics.

“What was that?” April asked urgently.

“Are you fucking insane!?” came Leonardo's voice from the closer explosion side. “What if that hit me?”

“It wouldn't,” came Donatello’s smug response. 

“Landing site is clear.”

-

R.O.N.I.N.

Casey didn’t want to think about it, but he couldn’t help himself. Donnie had, sometime between him arriving and now, placed a tracker inside him. How had he done that? When had he done that? Casey always locked the bedroom door. Casey didn’t sleep in their turtle piles or curl up with everyone on movie night. Had Leo let him in? Would either of them have noticed if he had picked the lock on their carriage door?

The worst part was that Casey had trusted him. He had specifically asked Donnie not to track him after he found out about Raph’s tracker. He’d probably done it after Casey had gotten lost, and while he could kind of understand the concern, it was still messed up. He had promised Casey not to.

That meant Donnie probably knew where Casey had been the last few days. Why hadn’t he brought it up? Surely Donnie was going to confront him at some point, right?

It was a nauseating feeling. He had thought he had covered his tracks, but it also felt like no matter what he did, things were beginning to unravel. He supposed it was only a matter of time. He squeezed the grip of his hockey stick in frustration. He wasn’t ready for that. He really wasn’t ready for that.

As Leo led them across town, Casey noticed that they were approaching a pinned location on his map. He pulled out his phone and checked where they were going, but there were only a handful of places he had pinned, and they weren’t anywhere he had gone to before.

This was a place he had dared not go.

“Leo! Stop!” Everyone immediately halted and turned their heads to him. “We have to slow down. I know where they are.”

“You do?” Casey nodded, and he handed Leo his phone. “I put a tracker on the Sister Krang before she was taken away. That’s exactly where we’re headed.”

“What? She’s here?” Leo looked in the direction they were headed. Just on the edge of town Casey and the others could make out a sparkling white dome in the distance. “I figured they'd ship her to Area 51 or something.”

“It’s a government facility,” Casey nodded. “I haven’t checked it out but…”

“This is really bad,” Raph spoke up. “They probably think he’s an alien or something stupid like that.”

“If we’re going to sneak in there, we’re going to have to be very smart about this,” April pointed out.

“Ugh, why did our smart brother have to get captured!” Mikey groaned, tilting his head to one side. Leo gave him a disapproving look.

“So they probably have a lot of security,” Leo turned to Casey. “Do you have anything that could help us get around that?”

Casey's face lit up. “I do, actually! Could I take the point?”

“Uh, yeah, sure,” Leo stepped aside and Casey jumped ahead, flipping his mask down and switching over to night vision.

“If you’re paranoid about an enemy you know nothing about, you’re going to give yourself the widest perimeter possible,” Casey explained, steering the group southwest. “Like, the perimeter could be miles wide, with several different layers of detection. We’re likely already being monitored in some capacity.”

“Are you kidding?” Leo asked, surprised.

“It’s fine,” Casey waved him off. “It should be a general surveillance at this distance. They don’t know we’re after them.” Casey pulled out his phone and opened one of future Donatello’s most beloved applications: R.O.N.I.N.

He was going to be honest, Casey didn’t know exactly how it worked, but it had saved his ass many times over, and his sensei’s many more. It was an anti-surveillance program that could detect other security systems within the vicinity and alert the user. It could loop video and replace audio of security footage, allowing the user to sneak into new places unseen and unheard. It could use AI to generate new footage based on existing data, creating especially difficult to notice alterations. It could even trick motion sensors.

This was also the same system that found a map of Mama’s Battle Nexus. With algorithms that wouldn’t be breachable for the next twenty odd years, Donatello’s R.O.N.I.N. application was the most advanced spyware on the planet. And it needed to be- it had saved his family’s lives more times than Casey could count.

R.O.N.I.N. searched for nearby systems, and aside from the local home security systems nearby, there was only one that matched the complexity Casey was looking for. The security was looser than he expected. There were traffic cameras connected to the facility’s system, but of course, they had traveled above those.

“We’re actually clear,” Casey sighed with relief. “R.O.N.I.N. says the facility’s system’s radius is only 3,000 yards, we’re safe until we’re less than a mile away.”

“R.O.N.I.N.?” Leo asked, tilting his head. “What’s that?”

“One of Donnie’s apps. It was named for you, actually,” Casey winked. “Ninja In, Ninja Out, Reversed.”

“Pft,” Leo sputtered. “That’s so dumb.”

“I should probably give you a copy of it at some point,” Casey noted. It was probably too valuable for them to not be using it on a regular basis anyway.

They moved in closer to the facility, and as it came into view, Casey was a little set back by how large it was. It was as large as a football stadium. It wasn’t exactly subtle either, with its bright white shining dome reflecting the city’s lights. It must be a pain to look at during the day.

“How are we supposed to find Donnie in there?” Raph asked as they approached the perimeter. “It’s huge…”

“He’s in there,” Mikey interrupted. “I can see him.”

“You what?” Leo and Raph asked at the same time.

“I can see Donnie’s ninpo. He’s actually relatively close to us.”

“Since when could you do that?” Raph asked, crossing his arms.

“Since today,” Mikey shrugged. “Casey’s been teaching me some things.”

Raph gave Casey a one-eyed, no nonsense look.

“Were you gonna share with the rest of the class?”

Casey picked his nose. “He wanted to know how to fly. Raph doesn’t fly in the future.”

“And what do I do in the future, huh?”

Casey looked away. “Push up daisies, mostly.”

“You little shit!”

“Guys cut it out!” Leo interrupted. “How are we going to get in there?”

“I can set R.O.N.I.N. up to disable their security, but we still have to take out anybody on the way in,” Casey offered, pulling up a map of the facility and sharing it with the guys. “We could sit and learn their rotations, but that’s probably not ideal if we want Donnie out as soon as possible.”

“We need to hurry,” Leo agreed.

“Right. Since Mikey and I have eyes on Donnie, you three-” Casey pointed to Leo, April, and Raph. “Need to make sure you’re with one of us at all times.”

“I’ll stay with you,” Leo directed. “Raph you stick with Mikey and April. I don’t really want us splitting up if we have to though.”

“No, especially if there are more big guys like Aderman,” April agreed. 

“Wait, this is a government facility,” Raph pointed out. “Was he ambushed by humans?”

“One human,” April clarified, making the group turn their heads to gawk at her.

“April, you didn’t explain what Donnie was doing out here,” Leo reminded her, narrowing his eyes with concern.

“We were looking for that herbicide I found over the summer,” she sighed, pressing her hand to her forehead. “It’s all my fault he got captured. I should have gone with him!”

Raph placed a hand on her shoulder, and she turned in to him for a hug. “It’s alright,” he assured her. “We’re gonna get him back.” She mumbled an agreement, and then broke away, taking a breath to steady herself.

“I had a friend let Donnie into the school, and from what he told me as he was running away, Aderman probably heard them sneaking around and took Donnie away. She’s also… not very fond of mutants.”

“Well she definitely won’t be fond of us by the time we’re done here,” Raph grumbled.

Leo looked back down at Casey’s map, and then at the facility.

“Looks like there’s a window up on the third floor I could use to see inside,” he pointed out.

“Whatever I see I can portal to, so I can drop us on the roof and we go in from there.”

Mikey glanced over to Leo and squinted at his back.

“Leo, how do you have two swords again?”

“What?” Leo straightened up immediately, as if he could hide the katanas on his back. “I've had these two for a while now.”

“Donnie broke your last one yesterday! I heard it snap!” Mikey accused.

Leo scratched the back of his head, his face turning redder by the minute. “Well… you see, we're on a really important mission now… Donnie's in trouble-”

“You are so dead when we get home!” Mikey jabbed his finger repeatedly into Leo's plastron. “Dead dead dead dead DEAD!”

“Mikey,” Casey interrupted. “Are there any security personnel by that window?” Casey asked.

Mikey sneered at Leo once more and then looked up through the trees and brush they were currently hidden behind.

“Yeah, there are a couple.”

“So we can take them out or distract them,” Casey concluded. “Taking them out in the short term is safer, but a well done distraction wouldn’t raise any alarms.”

“It’s faster to knock them out, and then there’s less of them on the way out,” Raph argued.

“Thanks for volunteering yourself, big guy,” Leo smiled, elbowing the snapper.

“Hey!”

-

It was surprisingly easy to catch the two unfortunate security guards standing outside the facility’s eastern wall. A quick bonk together of their similarly thick noggins caused them to drop like stones. Raph dragged the men into the bushes, giving Leo the opportunity to portal the team up onto the… uh… dome. Casey almost stepped out onto the surface to follow Mikey and Leo when April pulled him back quickly by the shoulder.

"Are you crazy? It’s too steep, we'll slip and fall!" she whispered. Casey did a double take at the smooth, round surface in front of them. Oh, yeah that probably wasn't a great idea. He watched Leo slide precariously over the lip of the building and out of sight. Mikey neared the edge as well, keeping a lookout. The only thing keeping them from sliding off the rounded surface was the added traction of their bare feet and hands. Casey leaned back. Yeah, falling off the building from this height could have been disastrous. And embarrassing.

A minute later Leo was back and cut them open a new portal, this time inside the facility itself.

"Remember team, stick together," Leo warned. "We get Donnie, we get out. No funny business."

The group nodded in unison. They silently stepped through the portal, and it closed shut behind them.

Casey found himself in what looked to be a personal office space. The floor was covered in commercial carpet squares, and the ceiling was filled by acoustical drop tiles. Leo had strategically positioned them behind a solid row of filing cabinets, but if they moved too much they could be seen through either the exterior or interior windows. The office door was also glass, but at least that gave Mikey a space to peek into the hallway outside from a low angle, and be therefore easier to overlook.

The box turtle took the lead, using his newfound third eye to look out for potential enemies and edge their way towards Donnie's signal. Once Mikey seemed lost by the layout of the labyrinth of cubicles they meandered through, but it was then that Casey would pull out his map and point him in the right direction.

Eventually they came to a stairwell that would lead them up and further into the dome, and now away from any exterior windows. Casey felt the unease of being trapped crawl over his skin, but then remembered that in this time, Leo had his portals. That was a relief and a half, and something the boy was still not used to.

Casey vaguely remembered exploring the crumbled remains of an enclosed stadium once upon a time when he was very small. Master Leonardo had considered it a place they could hide for a time, but in the end passed it over for an underground alternative instead. The facility they were moving in reminded him of that stadium. Tall, curved walls became the ceiling, with high white painted steel beams criss crossing over one another high above them. The floor was filled with polished concrete with a buffed reflection that caught the flood lights mounted on the exterior wall circling the entire facility. 

The interior wall of this hallway was similarly curved, following the shape of the exterior, but instead of steel, it was made of painted white brick. There were a series of doors spaced far out along and around this interior, and Mikey paused at the sight of them as he seemed to look beyond them.

He looked back at Casey, who was squatting just at the top of the stairs. 'Where go?' he signed, pointing to the row of doors.

Casey opened the map again and took the lead, moving them towards what seemed to be marked as the primary testing facility. He was nearly there when a hand grabbed him and pulled him back suddenly. A door swung open behind him, and Mikey threw himself, and directed the others into said room, before closing the door silently and leaving them in the darkness.

"Mikey what-" Casey heard Leo start to ask, but a small movement shut him up. Then they heard the footsteps coming. They passed right by them, and then faded away. Slowly and carefully, Mikey reopened the door and slipped back outside, letting the others behind him trickle out.

Who knew today was the perfect day to fuck around and find out what else he could do with his ninpo?

Casey took the point again and led them to the lab Donnie's tracker seemed to be pointing them towards. The door to the next room was locked, but that never stopped a professional scavenger like Casey Jones. Through years of experience, there wasn't a single lock he could not pick, and today would be no exception. It only took a moment for his bump key to find its place in the lock and jimmy it open with a swift and satisfying click.

In they slipped, one by one. The testing room they had entered was enormous, but it unfortunately lacked the purple soft shell they were looking for. Instead, the five of them came face to face with the tortured wails and horrific sight of what little remained of the pathetic Sister Krang.

They found themselves at the back of a viewing room, one of several that looked out into a large white room filled with half a dozen lab assistants and technicians, who were currently examining the writhing pink alien. The sight of the creature made Casey's knees buckle, but April was there to catch him and hold him in place.

He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He knew she was here. He had told all of them himself. But seeing her again after only so little time had passed… He stiffened, and found himself looking around for more of them, or for something to go wrong, even though he knew logically that likely would not happen. She was completely and utterly subdued by the facility employees, screaming in horrendous agony. Nothing was getting her out of here as they sawed bits of her off and placed those bits of her pink flesh into plastic bags to be carted off somewhere else. Wherever they cut, her skin grew right back. Another team seemed to be observing her and taking notes, talking back and forth to one another despite the horrific screaming. They did so as if everything here was perfectly ordinary. As if they were carving a Christmas ham. Casey wondered how anyone could find themselves clocking into work and deciding to do this today.

Thankfully, Mikey took the lead again and brought them through a side door to their right, which thankfully led them out of sight of the pathetic creature. The screams however, given their proximity, continued. Casey hoped that Donnie was alright, but his stomach dropped just thinking about what state he could be in when they caught up to him.

The others also seemed spurred on with urgency as they moved quicker now through room after awful room, down and around pointlessly meandering hallways that finally led them to the opposite side of the facility. Casey wasn't sure what Mikey had meant when he said he thought Donnie was "close."

Mikey stopped in front of another door and gestured to Casey and Leo. Donnie’s tracker showed them he was on the other side of this door. But what Mikey signed next caught Casey’s attention:

‘I see two Donnies.’

‘Two?’ Casey asked in confusion. ‘How?’ Mikey shrugged, but Leo confirmed there was only one showing up via his subdermal.

‘How many are inside?’ Casey asked instead. He didn’t have time to wonder how reliable Mikey’s new sight was. He hoped it was just a fluke.

‘Six.’ Okay, that wasn’t so bad. Casey checked the map for any other ways into the room. It looked like there was another observation room around the corner. If Leo got eyes on Donnie, they could pop in and out before Aderman even knew what hit her. Directing the group to the map and then around the corner, Mikey signed there was one person inside the observation room.

Mikey slipped inside and knocked out the single lab tech, but that was about when the team’s luck ran out, because at that moment, another person on the other side of the glass turned and directed a question to the now unconscious man, or rather where he had been standing. Mikey gave a cheeky smile back to the lab tech, before ducking under the interior window and turning to the others.

“Get him and go, Leo!” he whispered frantically, gesturing with his thumb over his head and into the lab. Casey could hear the confused chatter of the staff on the other side of the wall, and the door opening out into the hall they’d just come from. They had less than a minute before this got bad.

Leo peeked over the window and into the lab. Casey thought a ghost had passed over the slider as he grabbed onto the windowsill to ground himself.

"Don!"

-

You Aren't Supposed to Be Here

As soon as Leonardo boarded the small airship, everything went to shit.

Immediately as Donatello signaled they were taking off, Casey and April heard the massive crunch of steel as the ship was forced back down. Reports flashed on the Commander’s screen that Donatello’s ship was critically damaged. April pulled up a feed of the airship's external cameras. Tentacles wrapped tightly around the titanium body, and covered the lenses from several perspectives.

“Shit!” Donatello’s panicked voice came through the comms. In the background of that swear, Casey thought he heard howling from a short distance away.

A pause.

“What are we-” Master Leonardo was interrupted by a sound of shattered glass, and then horrific screaming.

“Don!” Leonardo screamed, and Casey glanced over to their vitals. Donatello’s heart rate skyrocketed. There was more swearing from Leonardo’s com, but he seemed otherwise physically unharmed.

And then… the comms shut off.

“Donnie!” April shrieked, trying to re-establish the connection, but it was clear he had deliberately cut them. What was happening?

Casey gripped the chair back he was leaning over in the war room. Commander O’Neil stood with one arm over his shoulders, squeezing him close and staring at the reports. The cameras on the ship’s exterior revealed the ship was now surrounded by at least thirty hounds, and Casey knew that there were probably even more on the way.

The brothers were grounded in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by enemies, with no way out.

“Leo, Donnie, come in! Guys…” April pleaded. Casey stared at the vitals monitor. He was still there.

“Sensei…”

This wasn’t happening. This could not be happening. There was nothing they could do. Leonardo knew they were waiting on him. He wasn’t just going to leave them, was he? Why had Donatello cut him off from them?

And then, while they could do nothing but sit and witness the end, one last message came through: “Leo’s en route, eta two seconds.”

“What?” April whispered. “That…”

Blue violet light erupted around the room. It shimmered in the same way Casey had seen Master Michelangelo’s ninpo do. Casey and April turned at the same time and, to their amazement, saw exactly what Donatello described. Through a ring of blue violet mystic energy, Leonardo stumbled backwards into the war room, somehow crossing over one hundred miles in just two seconds. On the other side, Casey could see the ship they had just tried to escape with. As the portal closed, he noticed that Donatello was nowhere in sight.

April was the first to react, moving swiftly to catch the slider before he ran into their table. Casey had to jump out of the way of them in the cramped space. Bewildered, and half wondering if this was some kind of mistake or trick, he looked the slider over with a confusing feeling of both horror and relief. Master Leonardo wasn’t supposed to be able to use his ninpo. How was this possible?

As April fussed over the older turtle, Casey glanced back at their monitors. The cameras were dead. Donatello was dead. Leonardo was not. Sliding away the map of the crash site, Casey pulled up a map of their own base. Three flashing blips indicated that Leonardo was well and truly in the room with them. Casey glanced back over to Leonardo, still staring at the space where he had just come from. He hadn’t said anything, even as April peppered him with questions. He just stood there, watching nothing, appearing to have no more will or function than that of a standing oak tree. He was simply lost, his eyes glazed over, lips and teeth set as if he had something else he wanted to say, but no one left to say it to.

After what felt like an eternity, the slider opened the grip of his prosthetic hand, and lowered it to show April what he had brought back with him. Purple satin slid through his fingers and into her trembling hands. When April looked back up into Leonardo’s eyes, Casey suddenly felt like an intruder. They stood in shock, devastated at the loss of someone Casey had thought he had no desire to see or hear from ever again. So he retreated, around the table and out the door.

He faintly heard Leonardo’s apology as he forced himself down the hall. He passed Michelangelo’s room and debated if he should say anything, but thought better of it. He didn’t want to make things worse. Instead, he arrived at and kicked in the door of his own room. The handle bounced off the adjacent wall and swung the panel back viciously, clipping his shoulder as he made his way inside. Swearing from the shock more than the pain, he clawed at the shitty door and slammed it back into place. In a minute he’d hear someone calling his name, to check on him and see if he was alright.

Fuck! No, no he was not alright. He turned and sat with his back against the door. He didn’t know how he was supposed to feel, but he certainly was not grateful. Even when Donatello died he still found a way to bring him immense pain. What a fucking dumbass.

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"Leo move!" Casey shouted at him as the door to the observation room swung open and two militantly dressed security officers found them. Raph stood from his crouch and knocked them out, but now they could hear panicked shouting from the other room.

Leo finally drew his swords, cutting a portal open right underneath himself and Casey. The kid yelped in surprise as they dropped down right in front of an operating table.

“Hold on to him!” Leo said with gritted teeth, and it was then that Casey saw Donnie was strapped to said operating table. His breathing faltered at the sight of the exposed soft shell. He was completely undressed (well, more so than they usually were- no mask, no wrist tech, etc…), his jaw slack, and muscles relaxed. Casey hadn’t seen Donatello this vulnerable ever. Just knowing how uncomfortable Donnie would be in this state when he woke up made Casey avert his eyes awkwardly, but Casey did what Leo told him, reaching over Donnie’s plastron and grabbing tight of him as Leo cut another portal, this time right through the floor under the operating table and dropping them straight out of the facility and into the woods surrounding. But just as soon as they landed, Casey saw movement above him. Someone had followed them through the portal.

“Where do you ugly little fuckers think you’re going?”

Oh, Leo was going to take great offense to that.

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Notes: Chapter 12 will be the last chapter released this year. 😎

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✨️Wholesome✨️ Halsin + Daughter Headcannons ❤️

Hello friends. On today's post we will go over some wholesome headcannons of how he would react to his daughter because boy have I had a shitty couple of days.

✨️This is a whole series of posts and the original + others can be found here ✨️

ALSO, her possible names: Armelle/Faeryl/Haelra/Khalees -> the poll is still on going, so click the link above if you would like to participate

Wholsome things:

So I know that as previously stated that she is techically an adult, but she is very young according to elves

I can't even begin to guess a correct age because I have no idea how old Halsin was when he was in the underdark

I guess her mentality would be that of a 17 - 20 year old human

Not quite a child, but definitely not really a real adult (same bro)

ANYWAYS: I want to say that she would be the apple of his eye

I think he's always wanted children but his priorities were always elsehere - being selfless and taking care of those in need. Him having a child would be sort of selfish as it would take his attention away from the refugees, responsibilities, etc.

So he could never willingly have children - so when he finds out he is happy that he found her

It doesn't take long for them to get close; she is starving for love and attention; and she is beyond happy that her father turned out to be the man in her cellar that would hold her and wittled her a little duck <3

He has little nicknames for her: "Little flower" "Little one" "Duckling"

It's adorable, because although Halsin is a large elf, his daughter turned out to be small and petite (Probably, due to her abuse, starvation, and malnutrion. )

If he ever had to describe her to a Tav or a companion: "Ah yes. My daughter. She is very kind and sweet but. . . don't cross her. She can be . . . ah how should I put this. . . an angry little one. Let's just say a young teifling boy seemed charmed by her and though she declined his advances, he continued to pursue her and well . . . he had to be treated and stitched for 37 coyote bites. He said she wouldn't let go. . . "

She has druidic powers - but while she is talented, she's unable to truly control them, since she has lived her life with no guidance.

She has a problem with "giving into the beast" and she will turn into a large cave bear (larger than Halsin) and just fucking RHINO SYNDROME EVERYTHING.

Halsin has to turn into a cave bear himself and pin her down to calm her down - he pretty much just sits on her

She normally passes out after this and Halsin just carries her to bed and tucks her in

Sometimes she has nightmares in the middle of the night and will just wake up screaming and crying. So what does Halsin do? He brings her warm milk and honey and sits with her until she feels safe again

He has made it his personal mission to help her become a better druid - her powers are honestly up to par with his, I mean again, it's his kid.

He likes to take her out in the wilds and teach her about the plants and berries + to learn how to meditate

I like to think that they find little creatures together and he teaches her how to handle and hold them

Her favorite thing to do with him is observe the behavior of animals - she has a small book where she sketches and writes notes

They watch and feed ducks together <3

She calls him "Papa" as in Papa Bear 🐻

Whenever he is giving her words of affirmation (when they first meet her confidence in herself isnt that great) he'll get down on one knee and put his hands on her shoulders.

He gives her plenty of bear hugs and forhead kisses

Again, he ADORES her.

He helps her put little braids in her hair

His companions like to point out that they naturally have the same habits, the way they sit, the way they walk, etc.

Overprotective Halsin:

His daughter is obviously going to be 1/2 drow. So she get's a lot of prejudice. Other druids would definitely talk shit about how she's a danger to the grove

He will walk over there and SET THEM STRAIGHT

If he knows that they're going to talk about her, he'll put a hand on her shoulder and walk her out of the area "Why don't you see what Thaniel is doing? I'm sure he could use a friend right now"

Then he'll walk back over there and chew them out

If they were ever in a fight with enemies- you better believe Halsin would run up as a bear and FUCK THEM UP if she were down

She's a pretty decent fighter, and he would rarely do this

In previous posts I put that he would be over protective of her if anyone were to get too flirtatious/show that they had ill intentions towards her (if you know what I mean) - i still stand by that - a death glare from this man is enough to get them thinking twice.

I think he would mainly do this because he knows that she's uncomfortable with being pressured into intimate acts - she was abused just like him.

Okay that's all the energy I have for tonight. The next one I will more than likely go into her Mom vs. Halsin. I would think she would want her back as she has plenty of use for her - especially now that she's got these powers. Uh well - over Halsin's dead body. This is probably the worst custody battle in the history of custody battles.