#I’ll die for Casey
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cars-at-the-bahamas · 4 months ago
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I shall protect Casey with my life
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hello everyone. sorry to post art on ze rp blog again but i've come to introduce my joke OC. this is chick hick's dumb as hell identical twin casey. he's an accountant. thank you
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jasminegazer · 8 months ago
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Raph is currently drinking the Hudson River yet again
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whamcitycomedy · 11 days ago
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btw my current stupid severance theory is that lumon is trying to make ai copies of dead (?) people a la Live Forever as You Are Now with Alan Resnick. except instead of going into their homes and asking them hundreds of personal questions they have to get the info by having their loved ones sort numbers/emotions.
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enter-drfrog · 2 years ago
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So if you don’t know me, which none of you do, I am a biiiiiig Newsies fan. Last night I saw Casey Cott’s first night in Moulin Rouge.
I got to stage door last night and while I was waiting I was just kind of looking around at everything going on around me. While I’m doing this I accidentally make very direct eye contact with some random guy who was a good distance away.
I don’t think panic has set in for me as quickly as it did then. My head has never whipped away so fast. Because that was not some random man. It was Corey fucking Cott. I made intensely direct eye contact and immediately realized that I was locking eyes with Jack Kelly and couldn’t keep it together.
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musclesandhammering · 1 year ago
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He deserved so much better 😭
OH MY POOR BOY
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shanastoryteller · 2 months ago
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a continuation of 1
Dean doesn’t sleep.
He spends the night with a bottle of Jack and a crowbar, tearing into junker cars that were never going to run again anyway. Bobby leaves him to it, maybe sleeping, maybe not. He doesn’t know. He doesn’t care.
Casey sits there on the roof of a rusty beetle, legs crossed and leaning back on her hands as she watches him. He does his best to ignore her, but it becomes impossible around dawn when his Jack goes missing and he sees her tipping her head back to swallow it down. “Get your own.”
“I think you’ve had enough,” she says, licking the whiskey from her lips.
He snarls, “Fuck off. You’re not my damned babysitter.”
She laughs, not mocking, not cruel, but like she finds what he’s said to be genuinely funny. “That’s exactly what I am. I don’t think Samuel will be too pleased with me if I let you die of alcohol poisoning.”
The crowbar he’s been swinging for hours suddenly feels too heavy and he lets it drop, instead running a hand through his hair. He thinks the moisture there is sweat. It probably is, otherwise Casey would have had something to say about it. “And what? You do what he says or he does to you what he did to Lilith?”
“Lilith wished to bring about the end of the world,” she says, “and, more importantly, the end of you.” He shudders, rebelling against her words even after being confronted with the truth of them. This is because of him. Sammy did this to save him. He’d rather be in hell. “Killing her like he did was for Ruby’s benefit, but he was never going to let her live.”
“So he’ll make your death quick then,” he says.
“If I fail in my duty to protect you, I imagine my death will be slow and cruel,” she says. “But I’m not doing this because I’m afraid of Samuel.”
“Right,” he says, lips twisting. “Carrot, not stick. Your lover will be returned to you if you’re a good little soldier.”
She rolls her eyes. “I’m not a soldier and Samuel is not a general.”
He wishes he was drunker for this conversation. Despite Casey’s words, he’s basically sober, too long between drinks, too long spent sweating it out in his rage. “I don’t understand.”
“Samuel is my king,” she says gently, reverently, “and I am his subject. If he calls on me to be a soldier, then I shall. If he calls on me to be a jester, then I shall.”
He wants to laugh, but his throat is too dry and she has his dam whiskey. “So, what? You’re just going to hang around watching me all the time? That’s perverted.”
Casey tilts her head to the side, spreading her legs and licking her bottom lip. “We could make it perverted, if you like.”
She’s hot, but revulsion rolls through him. “And if Sam called on you to be a whore, you’d be that too then? What would your lover have to say about that?”
“We’ve been together a long time. Exclusivity loses its shine after a while. We are demons, after all.” She sighs, shifting until she’s leaning forward, elbows on her knees and a look on her face that he almost believes is sincere. “You know better than most how cheap sex can be. If Samuel wished for me to use my body in that manner, I would not object. But it’s not like that.”
“Then what’s it like then?” he snaps. “Casey, I swear to god, I’m going to fucking lose it. This is – this is just–”
He can’t even finish. His baby brother is leading the demons, just like that yellow eyed bastard always wanted. They’re calling him king.
He tore apart Lilith like it was nothing. Ruby had told him there was no way out of his deal, but Dean wonders if maybe she’d just given up on getting Sam to wear the crown. Or if maybe his deal is still in place, still perfectly valid, only Sam’s not letting anyone collect.
“My orders aren’t that specific,” she tells him. “That’s sort of the point. You want to take a roll in the sheets? Sure. You want a hunting partner? Having a demon as back up comes with perks. You want to retire to some cabin and pretend the rest of the world doesn’t exist? I’ll take up knitting. Samuel could have ordered any of his demons to protect you, but he picked me. He didn’t just want to give you a bodyguard. He hoped that we could be friends.”
He doesn’t want a friend. “I want my brother.”
Casey softens. “He knows that. So does he. That’s why he couldn’t let you die. You get that, don’t you Dean? You made a deal with the devil first.”
Dean presses the heels of his palms into his eyes.
Everything he does ends up hurting someone he loves.
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When he stumbles into the kitchen the next morning – or early afternoon, technically – Bobby is drinking a beer and staring at Casey, who’s seated across from him with four different boxes of sugary cereal in front of her and a jug of milk. Bobby’s eyes flicker over to him. “Someone went grocery shopping.”
“Where’d you get the money?” Dean asks and immediately regrets it. She obviously just stole it.
“Your wallet,” she says. Bitch. “Eating is fun. We didn’t have these when I was human. Want a bowl?”
“What the hell,” he says, collapsing down in front of her. She huffs, but gets up to get him a bowl and spoon, dropping it in front of him. The box of Lucky Charms makes his stomach twinge, so he settles for Cinnamon Toast Crunch. He says to Bobby, “You’re just letting her stay here?”
He shrugs. “It’s not like I can get rid of her, thanks to Sam. Besides. She bought beer.”
Technically, Dean bought beer. “Okay, that’s another thing,” he points at her with his spoon. “What’s with this whole sacrament thing? Is that how Sam’s getting demons on his side, making them immune to exorcisms and shit?”
He hopes not. The last thing they need is a hoard of supercharged demons, even if they’re answering to his brother.
She wrinkles her nose. “Of course not. Many of us believe. Others are simply interested in picking the winning side and chose correctly. Those who followed Lilith did so because they believed Samuel to be unworthy, but with her death they’ll know better. They’ll bow to him. Or die.”
“What about Ruby?” he asks.
“Credit where credit is due,” she says stiffly. It occurs to Dean that Casey doesn’t like Ruby and feels just a little bit of fondness for her because of it. “She realized the truth first. Probably because she used to be loyal to Lilith. It’s almost ironic. She is to Sam what Lilith was to Lucifer.”
Bobby shares an irritated glance with him. It’s not that Casey isn’t being forthcoming, it’s just that half of what she says doesn’t make any sense. “I was actually talking about the whole sacrament thing.”
She straightens, face alighting with a smug sort of pride. “No, Ruby hasn’t taken the sacrament. Samuel has only offered it to me.”
“So that you could protect Dean without being sent back to hell,” Bobby says. She nods.
He rubs a hand over his face. “I still don’t get how drinking my brother’s blood did jack shit.”
“I’m purified,” she says, then takes a large bite of her cereal.
Dean’s just now noticing that she’s mixed all four cereals into one bowl instead of eating them sequentially, which is the most demonic behavior she’s shown so far.
Apparently this is going to take a while.
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child0feden · 7 months ago
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TALK TO ME
lando norris x voice actress! reader
♡ general dating headcanons for lando with a voice actress partner!
୨୧ the game release dates are almost all wrong but just… shhh! you guys have been dating since mid 2022 <3
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reading music recommendations: death stranding by chvrches - devil trigger by casey edwards
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♡ sticking with the meeting story from lovely voice, i’ll expand on it a little!
୨୧ lando was streaming resident evil village one afternoon, wanting a switch up from his usual games and he’d heard good things about this one so why not play it?
♡ little did he know how much a video game would absolutely change his life <3
୨୧ within and hour he reaches castle dimitrescu
♡ he’s immediately in awe of one character, but it’s not who you’d probably think…
୨୧ instead of simping for lady dimitrescu, like most people do, he was down bad for bela dimitrescu who just so happened to be voiced by you!
♡ he was VERY vocal about how much he was in love with this character but especially her voice… almost demanding his chat to give him the name of her voice actress…
“ guys, who voices this character here? god, she’s got such a lovely voice hasn’t she? can’t just be me who thinks that… ” ( it definitely wasn’t just him, he converted almost his entire chat info bela dimitrescu worshipers )
୨୧ not long after he begged from the voice actresses name, multiple people in his chat post your social media handle and as soon as he sees it filling up the chat, he pauses the game to take a peek
“ bloody hell! that’s her? well the face certainly matches the voice, hm? she’s beautiful ” ( this clip of him goes absolutely insane on twitter )
♡ when you guys officially begin dating, lando goes on a binge, playing almost all of the games you’ve voiced a character in!
୨୧ one of the most infamous being until dawn, which he played on stream…
♡ he had no idea how easy it is to lose a character in that game and you didn’t tell him, wanting to see how far he could get before killing someone off
୨୧ it didn’t take long at all and the first character to die was yours :( you got your jaw pried open and head crushed by a wendigo
“ oh bloody hell, love! i’m sorry, oh fuck, that’s horrible, is it over? i’m so sorry, oh my god… ” ( you could be heard laughing so loud in your shared bedroom before coming in to offer him some comfort )
♡ safe to say lando was fucking traumatised… to see your face and hear your brutal screaming, it was way too much for him and he felt horrible! it was enough to make him restart the game
୨୧ on his second playthrough, he just wants to keep your character safe, all the others can get lost, he doesn’t care but his baby? she’s making it OUT!
♡ and your character does make it out! she was the only one left alive but lando is fine with that, as long as you’re alive
୨୧ whenever you’re on a comic-con panel, you’ll get a question about lando every once and a while
♡ like most voice actors and actresses, you the the motion capture for a lot of your characters too!
୨୧ this has led to a lot of footage of you and lando behind the scenes of games making into “ the making of ” documentaries!
♡ a fan favourite being the documentary for the last of us part II! it had quite a few clips of lando coming onto set and constantly making you laugh during scenes, making crude gestures towards you and calling you “ dotface ”
୨୧ he got kicked off set many times… but that wasn’t enough, oh no! naughty dog wanted revenge for how many times they had to reshoot a scene…
♡ so they got their revenge in the form of lying to lando! they told him they wanted to give him a simple, innocent cameo in the jackson section of the game! he’d be an innocent npc
୨୧ lando was so excited! he agreed right away, letting them take the 360 scans of his face and body, he couldn’t wait to see himself when he played it on stream!
♡ when he did play it on stream, he was incredibly confused as to where he was in jackson, he couldn’t find himself… but he figured maybe he just missed it! all the while you’re sitting in the next room, watching his stream with a downright evil smile on your face
୨୧ he comes across his face and body a little later in the game and oh boy, he was SO upset!
♡ his character wasn’t some innocent npc… oh no… his character was a wlf member that ellie, your character, has to brutally kill to proceed with the story
“ that’s me! for fuck sake! love, did you know about this?! ” ( of course you knew, but you were too busy laughing at how upset he was to answer his question )
୨୧ safe to say he never trusted a developer ever again…
♡ lando is a HUGE shipper for a lot of your character’s relationships!
୨୧ seyloy? he’d scream it from the rooftops, he was rooting for them to just kiss already for the entire burning shores dlc and he yelled SO loud when they finally did <3
“ finally! you know i was getting really worried they wouldn’t make it official… thank god ” ( again, you can just be heard laughing in the background before yelling out “ seyloy for life ” which he repeats back to you whilst chuckling )
♡ one of your favourite characters you’ve ever had the pleasure of voicing is clementine in telltale’s the walking dead!
୨୧ it was the first character you EVER voiced at the age of 8 and you really grew up alongside your character, always coming back to voice her in the following seasons as she grew up
♡ the final season at age 16 was especially special to you because it reveals clementine to be bisexual, just like you… and it’s how you came out to your fans too
୨୧ you and lando have said if you ever have a child, you’ll give them the middle name “ clementine ” because of how much the character means to you <3
♡ of course, children aren’t something you two plan to have very soon so you adopt a dog and end up naming her clementine ( you love calling her sweet pea too )
୨୧ you and lando treat her like a princess and take her everywhere with you guys! one time, you bought her a little replica of clementine’s hat and lando thought it was so damn cute, he made you wear yours and got a picture of you two together before sending it to EVERYONE he knows
♡ whenever you get new roles, he’s so excited for you!
୨୧ he loves letting you practice lines with him at home, though he can never stay serious for long and starts cracking jokes within ten minutes
♡ but he really is just so supportive! when your new game trailer releases, he’s sharing it on ALL of his social medias, flexing about how he has such a talented partner who has played all of these amazing characters and don’t even get me started about when he’s in the paddock… he talks about you to EVERYONE who’s willing to listen
“ well, she has a new game coming out soon so she’s pretty excited to see fan reactions to her character in that and then she has some panels to do as well ” ( it won’t be long before he’s pulling up pictures of some of your characters to show them too )
୨୧ and whenever he’s in the city, if he sees a billboard or any other type of promotion for your upcoming game, he always takes a photo before sending it to you! if you character is on the promotion, he’s asking if you know “ who that beautiful lady is ”
♡ if any of your characters get figurines, he buys them ALL!
୨୧ he has a shelf for them in his streaming room, next to the shelf with his racing stuff on it… two things he loves so much right next to each other
♡ since oscar is also a pretty big gamer and plays some games that you have a character in, it’s pretty common for him to send lando pictures of character at unflattering angles, jokingly asking him “ is this your girl? ”
୨୧ to which lando promptly responds “ yes, yes it is, and what? ”
♡ when you were nominated for a best voice actress award for your role as aloy in horizon forbidden west at the game awards in 2024, lando was ecstatic for you!
୨୧ you’d already won two previous awards, one for your role as clementine in telltale’s the walking dead and another for your role as ellie in the last of us part II in 2023, so if you won again, this would be the second award you’d received whilst dating lando
♡ he dresses up SO good for the awards, just as you do of course, and as soon as you arrive at the event and your pictures are posted to social media… oh it was a frenzy
୨୧ most people were going nuts over how good you both looked whilst some people said nothing would ever top him wearing the custom made cult of the lamb suit at the 2023 game awards
♡ the award show is going great, you and lando loving to see all of the other incredibly talented people receive their awards and chatting to people around you but eventually, it’s time for the winner of best voice actress to be revealed…
୨୧ lando holds your slightly sweaty hand in his, squeezing it as they read out your name as one of the nominees
♡ when your name is read out as the winner, lando lets out the loudest yell right in your ear before helping you stand up and giving you a tight hug
“ YES! oh i knew it love, i knew you’d win! go on, go get your award, i love you ” ( he gives you a quick peck before you walk off too, no doubt being screen recorded by fans watching at home )
୨୧ while you’re on stage accepting your award and giving your speech ( making sure to thank lando at least twice for his constant love and support ) he’s filming you and taking pictures of you on his phone, as if there aren’t multiple professional photographers doing that for him, he looks like a proud mother holding his phone up and very quietly cheering you on from his seat
♡ you guys go out for dinner with some of your co stars after the award show ends, lando constantly telling you how proud of you he is
“ i’m so proud of you, you know that? you deserve it so much, you really do, love ” ( he has so much love in his eyes whilst saying it, it’s nearly enough to make you cry )
୨୧ you spend the rest of the night enjoying a delicious dinner, your dream boyfriend by your side and close friends chatting amongst each other
♡ what a night it was…
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landonorris: everyone say congratulations yn! my girl just won her THIRD best voice actress award! i’m so beyond proud of you love, my greatest achievement in life is being able to love someone as talented and beautiful as you
ynln ✔️: oh, lando 🥹
> ynln ✔️: thank you so much, i love you more than you know
> landonorris ✔️: love you so much more
> ynln ✔️: do you ALWAYS have to turn stuff into a competition? 😩
> landonorris ✔️: absolutely ❤️
landoynforever: congratulations yn! three awards is insane…
> loveyouyn: right? no one is doing it like her 😭
oscarpiastri ✔️: congratulations yn! speech could’ve used some work but i’d say it was decent
> ynln ✔️: i’ll pretend that last last little bit isn’t there, thank you oscar!
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batboyblog · 10 months ago
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My Super Gay/Queer Reading List
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The Long Run by James Acker
Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda by Becky Albertalli
Another Dimension of Us by Mike Albo
Wonders of the Invisible World by Christopher Barzak
Alan Cole Is Not a Coward by Eric Bell
Alan Cole Doesn’t Dance by Eric Bell
The Darkest Part of the Forest by Holly Black
In Other Lands by Sarah Rees Brennan
Felix Yz by Lisa Bunker
Last Bus to Everland by Sophie Cameron
Dragging Mason County by Curtis Campbell
The House of Impossible Beauties by Joseph Cassara
Peter Darling by Austin Chant
Carry the Ocean by Heidi Cullinan
The Love Interest by Cale Dietrich
Half Bad by Sally Green
Half Wild by Sally Green
Half Lost by Sally Green
Heartbreak Boys by Simon James Green
Gay Club by Simon James Green
You’re the One That I Want by Simon James Green
We Contain Multitudes by Sarah Henstra
Totally Joe by James Howe
After School Activities by Dirk Hunter
At the Edge of the Universe by Shaun David Hutchinson
The Past and Other Things That Should Stay Buried by Shaun David Hutchinson
We Are the Ants by Shaun David Hutchinson
The Five Stages of Andrew Brawley by Shaun David Hutchinson
A Complicated Love Story Set in Space by Shaun David Hutchinson
The Boy Who Couldn’t Fly Straight by Jeff Jacobson
Haffling by Caleb James
The Lightning-Struck Heart by T.J. Klune
A Destiny of Dragons by T.J. Klune
The Consumption of Magic��by T.J. Klune
A Wish Upon the Stars by T.J. Klune
The Extraordinaries by T.J. Klune
Flash Fire by T.J. Klune
Heat Wave by T.J. Klune
The House in the Cerulean Sea by T.J. Klune
Openly Straight by Bill Konigsberg
The Bridge by Bill Konigsberg
Destination Unknown by Bill Konigsberg
The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue by Mackenzi Lee
Two Boys Kissing by David Levithan
Every Day by David Levithan
Boy Meets Boy by David Levithan
Ryan and Avery by David Levithan
How to Repair a Mechanical Heart by J.C. Lillis
Take a Bow, Noah Mitchell by Tobias Madden
When Ryan Came Back by Devon McCormack
Red, White & Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston
Fraternity by Andy Mientus
The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller
The Art of Starving by Sam J. Miller
Hero by Perry Moore
I’ll Give You the Sun by Jandy Nelson
More Than This by Patrick Ness
Junior Hero Blues by J.K. Pendragon
The City Beautiful by Aden Polydoros
When Everything Feels Like the Movies by Raziel Reid
Kens by Raziel Reid
Emmett by Lev A.C. Rosen
Jack of Hearts by Lev A.C. Rosen
Camp by Lev A.C. Rosen
Carry On by Rainbow Rowell
Wayward Son by Rainbow Rowell
Rainbow Boys by Alex Sanchez
Rainbow High by Alex Sanchez
Rainbow Road by Alex Sanchez
So Hard to Say by Alex Sanchez
The 99 Boyfriends of Micah Summers by Adam Sass
The Darkness Outside Us by Eliot Schrefer
All Kinds of Other by James Sie
They Both Die at the End by Adam Silvera
History Is All You Left Me by Adam Silvera
More Happy Than Not by Adam Silvera
Grasshopper Jungle by Andrew Smith
Freak Show by James St. James
Ray of Sunlight by Brynn Stein
The Dangerous Art of Blending In by Angelo Surmelis
366 Days by Kiyoshi Tanaka
The Language of Seabirds by Will Taylor
Cemetery Boys by Aiden Thomas
Wild and Crooked by Leah Thomas
Because You’ll Never Meet Me by Leah Thomas
Spin Me Right Round by David Valdes
Always the Almost by Edward Underhill
Hell Followed With Us by Andrew Joseph White
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aubvrns · 4 months ago
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would you be up to write for alex based on your fav songs maybee
Gold Rush — T.S
| SVU & Stories
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Sypnosis — The struggle of loving Alexandra Cabot from afar, who everyone wonders what must it be like to love her.
Note — Fluff, Light Angst, Admiring from Afar, Alex being a tease but oblivious, and avoidant Reader.
(Female lawyer centered, pronouns used!)
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Gleaming, twinkling Eyes like sinking ships on waters So inviting, I almost jump in
“Y/N? Come down here, captain’s requesting your presence for the debriefing.”
“Okay, I’ll be there in 10.” You said, tying your hair up in a ponytail before dropping the call.
You grabbed your briefcase and complied all the documents needed for the case you were working on, organizing them by size.
John usually called you whenever you were needed in the precinct right after your arraignment, but you managed to arrange your time just in case. It took you exactly ten minutes to get there by taxi, thankful for the considerate couple who let you ride before them.
Upon your entrance, you paused mid-step, a frown forming as you spotted Alex seated across from Olivia and Elliot. Your eyes swept the room, taking in the scene. "Who died?"
"Y/N, sit, no one died." Olivia chuckled, gesturing towards the empty chair beside Alex.
You sat beside the blonde and slightly moving the chair at a distance, putting your briefcase beside the chair. You can feel Alex’s gaze on you and you could only clear your throat.
"Atleast not yet." Elliot placed a file on the table and you both leaned forward to read it, although you didn’t get much far. You felt as if your heart was beating out of your chest when you saw what it was about, looking at Olivia and all she could do was shrug.
"You want us to work together?" Alex questioned, her tone derisively condescending.
Elliot crossed his arms, "For this case, yes. We’ve got serial killing syndicates across Manhattan to Harlem, and we’ve processed none."
"Okay, but why me? You’ve got Casey." You asked before turning to Alex. "Not that I have anything against you, it’s just that—"
Oh my god, her blue eyes are so pretty.
Alex pursed her lips as she stared at you, "So you basically hate me? Okay, that’s alright."
You rolled your eyes, instinctively looking away before she could see your rose tinted cheeks.
"Casey’s on a well-deserved vacation. She isn’t coming back in a week, give the poor woman a break."
The brunette uttered, "Besides, you guys are best suited for this case. Together."
You sigh, fixating on your watch before Elliot touched your shoulder to get your attention. "Y/N, c’mon."
"When do we start anyway? So far, your evidence is still circumstantial." Alex asked, crossing her arms.
"Fin and Munch called from Bellevue. Estelle Bauldelaire was overdosed with Hallucinogens. Guess who was indicted for running an underground drug cartel?"
You furrowed your eyebrows, reading the file once again when he added,
"Her con girlfriend."
I don’t like a gold rush, gold rush I don’t like anticipating my face in a red flush I don’t like how anyone would die to feel your touch
Alex groaned at the columns that was messily distributed on the carpet. Her hands folding the papers, clearly frustrated. "This is sickening."
You sat on the floor with her, leaning back to the edge of the couch before helping her categorize the files.
"Don’t be so dramatic, Cabot. We haven’t even started yet."
She dragged an exasperated exhale and composing herself together. This wasn’t the first time you both worked on a case. The last case you’ve worked on together was successful at most, winning effortlessly.
Unfortunately, the only disadvantage was that you have had a something for her in forever.
A feeling in your chest that you couldn’t shake off everytime she was ever near you. How your cheeks heated up when she gives you the minimum of attention.
It was ridiculous. The way you couldn’t make eye contact when she was talking to you. You honestly felt like a teenager obsessing for sweaty basketball players during Field Day, that was exactly how it was with Alex.
"How can we work on our arguments when we don’t even have an indictment yet?" The blonde reasoned as she sipped from her coffee mug.
You played with the brim of the paper, "Well, Estelle is bound to go to trial. All we can do is sit here and wait."
A moment passed and the silence was deafening. You two were skimming throughout the textbooks following the Bauldelaire case, writing on colored sticky notes.
Then, a knock came onto the door, disrupting the adequate peace.
"Lex?" An unfamiliar man seeps in the door. Alex smiled and stood up, walking over to him.
With her hand on the side of the door, they talked together remotely which leaves you with your lonely, forlorn self. You wondered what on earth could be so funny that you heard Alex laugh, the soft sound warming your heart.
Alex welcomed him to her office, introducing him to you. "Y/N, this is Dr. Huang. If you don’t mind, he’ll stay here for awhile."
The doctor waved his hand to you, offering a warm smile before reaching to shake your hand.
You accepted, shaking your head in response, "No worries, I was about to leave anyway." Your nails dig against your palm, fixated on the documents you reviewed before uncluttering the mess.
Really, when you said we haven’t even started? Alex thought and watching you clean after yourself. She didn’t want you to go so soon, but assumed it was because of the unfamiliarity.
You wish you hadn’t made such a disorganized space. It was awkward to crawl on the floor as the two chat in front of you. You saw how he fixed her hair, tucking it behind her ears, making you want to crawl out of your skin.
Fortunately, you finished putting all the documents and notes inside your briefcase. With a simple glance, you take in Alex once again. Looking at her smile as she talked to the doctor made you wish it was you she was talking to.
Bidding goodbye, you exit the office with a heavy exhale, alongside a heavy heart.
Everybody wants you Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you Walk past, quick brush I don’t like slow motion, double vision in a rose blush
A few days later, you had finished practicing, done reviewing, and gone to the precinct.
You stopped at a local bistro to order coffee, from a very pleading request by the captain. They forgot to restock their needs, and luckily, you were patient enough to buy some.
You got out of your car, firmly holding the cups as you press the buttons on the elevator.
When you arrived to the floor, you were swarmed by alot of civilians. They kept yelling, being strided away by the detectives.
Because of the cramped area, you were pushed by the people backwards causing you to spill a cup of coffee to a woman’s shirt.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" The lady barked, causing you to flinch slightly at the volume of her voice.
"I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to—"
The next thing you know, a hot, searing pain came running down your shirt. You wince in affliction, dropping the rest of the cups on a table before escorting yourself out of the room. You were truly sorry, but you couldn’t handle the embarassment of it all.
Thankfully, the bathroom was empty.
You locked the door, taking your blazer off. Luckily, you have always brought an extra shirt in your briefcase.
But your smile quickly falters when you realize you left it in your car.
Closing your eyes, you accepted defeat. You should have been more careful, and if you were, you wouldn’t have been drenched in coffee.
A knock came to the door caught your attention. You hands frantically put on your blazer, "Wait a second!" You exclaimed, unable to hook the buttons properly.
"It’s Alex. You okay in there?"
You slowly opened the door, revealing the concerned woman. You bite your lip in unease and let her inside the comfort room.
"Can you give these to the woman and tell her I feel sorry? It should be enough to dry her shirt."
You handed her a packet of wipes. But instead of accepting it, she took a wipe and rubbed it on your what-was-once pristine shirt.
"You shouldn’t feel sorry, Y/L/N. What she said and did was so out of line. It was just an accident."
You slightly panic, feeling her wipe your skin. Out of the awkwardness, you gently take the wipe from her, "Thank you. I really think I should get home, though,"
She gave you this sorry look, taking your hand in hers before opening her mouth to speak. "I’ll tell the others you had an emergency. But why did you buy coffee?"
"Captain called me asking if I had time to stop by. Why?"
"I already bought the squad coffee with Huang. Olivia asked us before we left my office."
Oh.
You’ve been waiting for twenty minutes for their order, swarmed by half the population, and drenched in caffeine. In conlusion, you went through the depths of hell.
You let out a breathy exhale, exhausted and uncomfortable. Your eyes stared to prickle, and you knew you had to leave.
"I have to go."
As you walked out of the bathroom, the feeling of your hands leave hers. Alex called out, "Y/N, wait—"
Alex followed after you, only to be called out by Dr. Huang. She stops, her eyes drop apologetically and watching you walk away.
She saw your eyes glance back at her, with George beside her. Your tired eyes, closing with the doors of the elevator.
She didn’t want you to go.
If only you knew.
But I don’t like a gold rush What must it be like to grow up that beautiful? With your hair falling into place like dominoes My mind turns your life into folklore
The evening passed fairly quickly, a storm brewing in the sky. You had took a long shower, yet the sting left a bruise. You applied ointment on your chest, squirming at the desolation. You were unsure if it was just the sting that hurt you, or the fact that you were jealous.
You had no right to, anyway. It’s just that you and Alex once picked up coffee for the squad, and hearing her do the same with someone else hurt your feelings. But you weren’t special. You were just a colleague.
Her warmth remained like the sun. So tender, yet so far. You could only watch as she shines her light for others, dreaming you were her favorite flower.
When you came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around you, the doorbell rang.
It was late in the evening, who could be outside your apartment this behind?
You walked down the stairs, the towel secured around your body. You look out the window, and you saw a familiar blonde.
You open the door, close to ajar. "What are you doing here? It’s raining, Alex." You opened the door, a gesture for her to come in.
She was damp, assuming she ran from her car to your doorstep. You rushed to give her fresh towel, placing it over her shoulders.
"We aren’t dating."
"What?"
"We aren’t dating."
You narrow your eyes in confusion, "What do you mean, Alex?" You close the door before the rain seeps into your apartment.
"Me and Huang, We aren’t—"
She was crying.
You stood there, unsure what to do. You have never saw Alex cry, let alone infront of you. You quiver in silence, letting her proceed.
"We aren’t dating, okay? So stop running away from me like you hate me!" She blurted, her composed mask slipped away.
You furrowed your eyebrows, "What do you mean I hate you? I don’t hate you, Alex!"
Even if I tried to.
She wiped her eyes, breathing uneven, "Then why do you keep avoiding me? Why do you keep bolting away when I’m trying to be there for you?"
"It’s because I like you, okay!"
Alex stared at you in shock, her attention was drawn to your nails digging your palm. A habit you did when you were tense. She noticed. She always had.
"I liked you from the moment I met you, and the feeling never went away. I tried to convince myself that I didn’t, but I couldn’t. How could I possibly do when simply seeing you makes my heart beat out of my chest? It’s—," You breathe, your heartbeat quickened as she looked at you.
"It’s ridiculous, and I avoid you because of it. I know you don’t feel the same way, Alex. But I told you because I don’t hate you. I really don’t—"
Alex cut you off with a soft kiss and Oh, Her lips are so soft- She brought her hand to cup your cheek as your hands went up over her neck.
You traced her jawline with your thumb as you kissed while her other hand was at your waist delicately digging your fingers into your towel, holding your body close.
You pulled away, breathing heavily.
She stared at you, her hands remained on your waist. In her eyes, with ever so adoration, looked into yours.
"How do you know I don’t feel the same way? Are you psychic? Because I do, from the moment I met you."
Quoting your words, you were lost for any. You expected her to let you go, but her arms stayed where as they were.
"I won’t let you run away again, ever." Her head found its way to the crook of your neck, feeling her inhale your scent.
"But what about Dr. Huang? Doesn't he like you?" You softly said. Remaining still as you savor the moment between you and the blonde, she pressed a kiss to your shoulder blades.
"God, I forgot your gaydar was so bad."
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dandylovesturtles · 11 months ago
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Wrote this like a month ago in my notes app and doubt I’ll ever do anything more with it so you guys can have it.
Keep in mind I didn’t go back and watch the movie for the dialogue at the time so sorry if I forgot lines or got them wrong lol
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“Casey, when I get up there, close the portal.”
“What? But you’ll be stuck too!”
Splinter stares up at the sky in disbelief. Leo, his Baby Blue, is up there all alone, facing off against a monster. And what he’s saying over the comms is…
“Leo, please!” comes Red’s voice next. “Don’t do this!”
“Heh. You’re one to talk, big bro,” says Blue, and he sounds so like himself, cool and boastful, that almost, for a second, Splinter believes this isn’t happening. But then…
“Hero moves are totally your style.”
He means to do it. He means to…
There’s something happening above that Splinter can’t see from his vantage point. Something snarky that Blue says, not meant for his loving family back on Earth.
“Casey, close the portal!”
“No!” comes Future Boy’s voice. “I can’t lose you again!”
Again.
Again, again, again his son walks into danger, and again, again, again Splinter is watching, too far away to help. Too far away to grab him and hold him and shield him from the horrors of the world.
Above, the rising sun catches a glint of something falling fast.
“Casey,” comes his Baby Blue’s voice, and he sounds so mature, so grown up, so resolved in his decision. “I’m real proud of you.”
The glint comes closer, and Splinter’s eyes widen.
“Future me would be real proud of you, too.”
Splinter realizes what it is, and he takes off like a shot.
“Splints!” he hears April yell behind him, but he does not look back, does not say anything to reassure her. He must catch it before it hits the ground - he must get there in time.
He did not raise his sons to die.
Three quick leaps off the piles of rubble and he’s in the air, and Leo’s sword is within reach, spinning through the air to the ground below.
He catches the hilt in his hand.
“Casey, please!”
A spark, the smell of ozone.
An explosion, sending Splinter rocketing head over heels through empty space. He scrambles to orient himself, to figure out which way is up… though in this place, it doesn’t seem to matter.
He hears a roar somewhere above his head, and looks up to the only waypoint that matters: that monster, and his son.
He readies the sword in his hand again and tears open a portal through space, letting the momentum of the blast propel him through.
And rockets out the other side, his foot colliding with metal. It sends a shock through his whole body, but the thing loses balance.
“YOU WILL NOT TOUCH HIM!”
He lands on a rock, ignoring the pain in his leg, in his hips and back and shoulders, and shifts into a fighting stance. The beast staggers back to its full height, and he sees, with satisfaction, a dent in the armor.
And behind him he hears the incredulous voice of his sweet Baby Blue.
“Dad!?”
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under-the-sea33 · 4 months ago
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final girl
stu macher x billy loomis x reader
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TRIGGER WARNING:
!BLOOD, !GORE, !DEATH, !SWEARING, !DARK
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“shit, shit, shit, shit” you frantically whisper, tears streaming down your face rapidly. The floorboards creak and you pivot on your heel, panic striking you in the chest like a knife. A masked figure tilted his head at you quizzically, studying your frightened expression almost amusedly.
“what’s wrong y/n? Scared?” He taunted, playing with the sharp knife as if it were merely a toy, twirling and spinning it mesmerisingly. You merely scream, yanking a kitchen knife, holding it in front of you in fear-fueled adrenaline. This was not what you had in mind when you agreed to Stu’s Halloween party invitation.
“S-stay back!” you scream, stumbling over your feet. Everything was swimming in your vision, blurred with tears. The killer merely laughed, shaking his head.
“and they said that you were smart y/n.” He clicked his tongue condescendingly, almost basking in your apprehension. Leaning forward, you can hear the smirk in his tone as his cloak sweeps the floor as he studies your trembling body.
“let’s play a game.” You shake your head furiously, backing away into the wall, your face streaked with panic as you hit a dead end. Ghostface strode towards you, his knife teasing you against your neck, tracing the edges of your pulse point.
“PLAY THE GAME OR ELSE I’LL GUT YOU LIKE I DID TO CASEY BECKER!” He roared, his breath hot on your skin through the mask. You shudder again, sobs breaking out from your mouth as you nod again. You go still as a leather glove-covered thumb wipes the salty water off your cheek, bringing his mask up ever so slightly as a pink tongue darts out, ghosting over the tear. You blink in surprise, before his lips curl into a smirk, before disappearing behind the screaming ghost.
“The game’s called Run or Die. You run. If you get caught.” He lets out a psychotic laugh, pulling your body closer to his by the nape of your neck. He’s severely taller than you, and judging by his tight grip on your waist, stronger as well.
“you die.” He purrs into your ear, letting out a maniacal laugh that was underlying with laced venom. He lets you go as you freeze against the stark cold floorboards, rubbing the sore spots on your torso.
“3…2…1.” He counts down before breaking away. You began to run again, your heartbeat and the pounding of your shoes bouncing in your ears. One misplaced step and it was all over. You cry out as you slip, bile rising to your mouth, burning your throat as you realise that you have slipped on a puddle of crimson, metallic-smelling liquid. Organs and different limbs lay mangled in a twisted heap and you realised with a horrific gasp that it was your best friend Tatum. Her blood was cold, and her eyes were wide and unmoving, frozen like that for decades to come. A warped sound came behind you. You swing around quickly, a broken sob escaping your lips, blood splattered on your Mary Janes. Your white lacy-knee-high socks were already coated with the thick substance and when you licked your lips, you almost fainted. Bitter, metal-tasting liquid lay on your tongue. Whose blood? Maybe your deceased best friend, or some other corpse that lay, disturbed around the house. Your h/c was frizzed and knotty, clumps of red speckled in the yellow, your black bow discarded somewhere. You had originally gone as Alice in Wonderland with Tatum as the white rabbit. Now, Tatum’s furry ears were torn and wrecked, her throat to match. Gore was splattered on your tight blue dress, as you hold your breath, knowing it would only anger him more if to run.
“do you like my present?” Ghostface bent down, his finger grazing the rippling surface, covering his pointer finger in the red. He then leant towards your shivering figure, forcing his finger in between your lips.
“swallow!” he shouted at you, and you choked at the intruding digit, forcing yourself to swallow. It seemed to stain your throat as you looked up with tear-stained cheeks and reddened lips. God how pretty you looked, on your knees beneath him. You did crazy things to his brain, and he licked his lips beneath the mask.
“good girl.” He coos, caressing your cheek with such tenderness that you close your eyes, tears burning the lids, at his touch, tracing patterns before the cold metal of the knife replaces his touch. He smirks at your face.
“are you scared doll?” You swallow at the pet name, tears clouding your eyes once more before nodding frantically. He hums in satisfaction, the blade dipping towards your neck again dipping between the joints and carefully, and gently ripping the skin. You jerk in pain before settling down as his gaze lands on you. It is quiet. You can hear his hot breath through the mask, rough and steady. You shiver silently, whimpering and looking down as he tilts his head, studying you. He was going to kill you. You begin to weep pathetically again.
“don’t cry, darling.” He speaks, coming forward and taking off his blood-stained gloves, touching your cheek tenderly. You sniffle.
“p-please. I-if y-you w-want to k-kill me j-just do i-it n-now!” you blubber through the hot tears. You felt pitiful and desperate, crying for mercy at a killer’s blade. You cry out as Randy limps into the room, followed by Stu. You yanked the gun from your pocket that you had stolen from Dewey earlier when you found his body. The masked figure disappeared soundlessly into a dark hallway, hidden from sight.
“P-Please y/n! S-Stu’s the k-killer!” Randy cried out, holding his bleeding side. Stu shot you an incredulous look before crying out.
“For bloody fucks sake it’s Randy!” You looked between the two panic evident in your eyes. Stu caught it, a small smirk curling on his lips before masking it with fear.
“c’mon y/n! It’s me! Stu!” He begged, pouting for dramatic effect. You’re frozen, closing your eyes before shooting blindly. You hear a scream of pain from your right. Haunting and lifeless, loud and sinking its claws into your brain, staining you forever. It’s muffled by a gag, and a body hits the floorboards. You pray to all the gods in the existence of planet earth it is the right one. You open your eyes slowly, and your gaze finds the bloodied body on the floor, motionless and still. Randy. His eyes wide and gasping, his hand going limp on his side as the blood drips over his fingers and gushes onto the wooden planks. You glance to your left and you swear you see a maniacal glint in Stu’s eyes before it is gone.
“y/n/n. Oh my god.” He breathes out, clutching his chest. You trace his fingers and notice red splotches lining his palms and blood it splattered on his boots. You wordlessly point at it. He looks down, surprised before shrugging.
“that’s kinda what you get when everyone around your house is getting murdered.” He says it so nonchalantly that you stifle a gasp. His eyes had reduced from subtle to full-on, and Ghostface stepped out from behind him, but he didn’t flinch. He merely picks up a mask from the corner, holding it up to his face mockingly as you tremble.
“scared y/n?” it’s the same voice from the phone. The remaining Ghostface, slowly but surely takes off his mask too and you scream. It’s Billy. Sweet, loving, caring, kind, funny Billy. Your Billy.
“Surprised?” he seems proud of what he’s accomplished, smirking a cheshire cat grin. You feel like you can’t breathe, and you soon realise why. A veined, ring-clad hand is grasping your neck, blocking your airways.
“y-you” you stutter, tears stinging your eyes as he peers endearingly at you.
“you t-tricked me!” he chuckles, twirling the gun bloodied knife between his fingertips, the familiar action stirring a feeling in your gut.
“we all go a little bit mad sometimes.” He grins wolfishly, ‘booping’ you on the nose manically.
“w-why?! W-why n-not ju-just kill m-me?!” you screech, backing into the wall. Your airways are rapidly closing off your own accord and tears begin to sway your vision.
“oh darling.” Stu chuckles, Billy holding a bit tighter.
“Because you’re our final girl darl.”
And ever so perfectly and hauntingly, your eyes close and your body goes limp, only the remainder of a psychotic chuckle and scream sinking into the abyss with you.
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thebadchoicemachine · 18 days ago
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I’m absolutely deranged right now BUT
2012 AU where April is the only one left. Ever. Life on other planets is gone too. The turtles got warped into a cosmic eldritch state (technically gods but like them as people are for sure super dead). The remnants of them follow April.
Donnie is now a force of inspiration, Raph of strength and passion, Mikey of chaos, and Leo of clarity and stealth.
April travels dimension in their ship now, searching for a world just like hers that she can just hop into. Since the multiverse is infinite but she no longer ages she can search infinitely. This drives her a little insane obviously. She’s also run into a LOT of worlds where one of the main four or splinter is dead or where they don’t exist at all.
Then she crashes into ROTTMNT world. Wants a break to hang out there for a moment. Needs a break.
Anyway, then the Rise gang has to deal with this alternate dimension “”April”” who’s clearly Unwell mentally but also can keep up with every turtle in their respective field for some reason?
April goes “MIKEY! Why’re you so small here? You still a weirdo? Good. RAPH! Whoah are you guys different species here? Donnie! You’re even more purple that I was expecting, nice! Can you help me with a tracker—LEOOoooo…. there’s nothing familiar about you to me! but I am happy to see you too!”
After a LOT of convincing they let her stay. They slowly bond discussing their dimensions differences. Eventually April starts saying some really weird things, asking questions about death in fits of solemness, talking to herself as though the tmnt are there, stuff like that. Especially to Rise!April.
Rise!Donnie after snooping investigating her stuff gets it in his head that she had gone insane and killed everyone and was plotting to kill them. His evidence? The braided cloth she wore around her neck was actually all their masks.
Rise!Raph calms him down like “hey. That’s crazy.”
Leo integers with the evidence that SHE (Other [2012] April) is crazy.
Mikey, who’s been oddly silent and hasn’t stopped staring at the masks, (the only one who’s put the empathetic pieces together of the loss April must be going through) begins to ask “What if she just—“
Other April is standing in the doorway with her hockey stick, casting a shadow on all of them. She’s visibly furious, and honestly terrifying as she rushes toward the brothers.
Instead of attacking them, though, she just shoves them out of the way and frantically begins braiding the masks back together.
“You can’t separate them,” she scolded, panic and anger and a deep forlorn in her voice. “They have to stay together. How’d YOU feel if I tore you from your bro—“
She stops realizing how they’re all looking at her. Apologizes. Says she’ll leave now.
Mikey says wait and asks very very gently if she’d like to talk about it. Other April stops. Then breaks down a little.
One emergency session with the whole family gathered later, Shedder asks Other April to begin talking, if she’s ready. She numbly shrugs and says “it’s a short story. I lost everything.”
Splinter goes into a really wise and comforting lecture about how there’s always something left as long as she’s around but Other April snappily stops him.
“You don’t understand. I lost EVERYTHING. It’s not just my dad, or Splinter, or Casey, or Leo, Mikey, Raph, or Donnie. It’s all gone. I can never go home because I don’t have a home to go back to.” She starts tearing up, processing emotions she’s spent lifetimes avoiding with her search. “When Earth was destroyed I thought ‘that’s it. I’ll never be sad again. I just watched billions of people die, I watched my whole life—every human’s entire world—implode. How do you even grieve that?.”
She explains her whole story, though the others ask a lot of questions when she gets to what exactly happened to the turtles, and her goal of finding a home exactly like hers but without an April.
They all agree she’s 100% insane, but genuine, and IS their friend. Lots of good family stuff happens and In the end, Other April is unable to be convinced to abandon her mission of finding HER friends again, but is a lot less one-minded about it. Donnie helps rig her up a way to track the dimensions she’s in both so she can search easier and so she can return eventually.
They all say goodbye, Rise!April gives her the biggest hug imaginable and a bunch of weapons. The boys send her off with a copy of just about every Lou Jitsu and JJ film they can think of, and she’s off.
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imagionationstation · 7 months ago
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I don’t know what’s going on with my brain but it has been AU gender swapping Donnie so hard the past few days.
I’m just going to fix the series in a few simple steps:
Donnie leaning heavily on April only because she’s the first other female that she’s gotten to interact with ever
Leo getting some female interaction so he sees Karai as a potential friend instead of immediately crushing and the later reveal isn’t as conflicting since they’re just battle besties
Casey stays decent and awesome without the “battle for April” plot making his character hard to truly appreciate
The brothers are more supportive of Donnie and her attempts to form a relationship with April & Donnie doesn’t have to talk to a jar of guts and mutagen because they know how secluded she’s been, so they’re more free with advice like hey, maybe don’t stalk her and just text her or somethin’, mkay?
Splinter visibly checking up on her activities in the lab throughout the series because he has no idea how to raise a female (he was counting on Tang Shen for that) but he does his best to let her know he cares by supporting her in other ways 💜🤎
More softie Raph moments with his sis so the haters in the audience don’t hate him as much as they unreasonably do
Mikey doesn’t need to change. He just gets to have some more of the “emotionally intelligent” moments that we were deprived off.
I can’t think straight with all these bubbling rewrites help me-
For anyone who cares, also my favorite tidbits:
Splinter not realizing that Donnie was female at first and the name Donatello just ends up sticking. Donnie will die on a hill that Donatello is gender neutral even though her family and friends know it’s not. It’s a topic that they just avoid bringing up
Her brothers use Dona when they’re teasing her
An explanation as to why canon Donnie’s figure is just so randomly different from her practically identical brothers
The shock of Irma isn’t as crippling because April still has Donnie as her devoted female bestie & now the farmhouse era is a lot less stressful and complicated for April and the viewers
Role model Leo still exists & Donnie has a crisis over him bonding with Karai and that creates tension for a while & Four Trap is actually Leo accusing Donnie of not trying hard enough because of that past debacle and “try harder” has clear purpose
Donnie gets an official ✨ big sister ✨ and that means that good-guy snake Karai exists in the series more as the reptilian mutant females bond
Overprotective brothers over their sister (and-)
The sister who appreciates it but there are some moments where she gets tired of them treating her like she’s not as capable as them (not true, but how she interprets their actions) and one episode decides to prove herself (Operation Break Out)
Potential for Casey/Donnie but currently undecided
Consistent “girls are so emotional” jokes that are beyond cringe but the viewers have to tolerate them anyway bc 2012 humor
Broken Foot actually having an affect on Karai since she almost took part in killing off her only sister
Donnie’s biggest fear is that her brothers will one day get tired of her because of how different she is/feels and then she’ll be alone & this fear is the main debacle that she struggles with through the entire series instead of the weird love triangle thing
It’s okay everyone I’ll shut up now and go sit in my corner bye ✌️
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frootynovak · 5 months ago
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calex vs. outdoor activities vs. being clingy
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“So, you are serious about going on this hike!”
Alex stood by the sink, drying her hands with the kitchen cloth hung by the drawer.
It was a chilly morning and the sun was just beginning to rise. The kitchen windows were slightly open and Alex was reveling the refreshing scent of blossoming magnolias next door, welcoming the start of spring. She could hear frantic movements and running around coming from upstairs. A minute passes and Casey emerges from the staircase in tight underpants and sweaters, carrying a backpack and a duffle bag.
“And you’re really not coming with me?”
“I am not going hiking with you, Case.” Alex insists. She takes a plate from one of the drawers and dumps the buttered toasts she prepared. “Did you see the list I gave you detailing the many reasons why it could be dangerous?”
Casey shakes her head in mild disbelief. She puts her bags down and comments, “Didn’t paint you as a pessimist but yes, I did see the list.” She moved closer towards Alex, grabbing a piece of toast off her plate and taking a bite. “And it is ridiculous.”
“Ookay, then what will you do if a brown bear lunged at you?”
“There are no bears where I’m going, idiot.”
“You don’t know that.” Alex pouts. “You could literally die.”
Casey shrugs. She bends down to tie the shoelaces of her hiking boots. “Eh, guess I’ll take my chances.”
Alex turns off the coffee machine and pours a cup. “Won’t you have coffee with me first?”
Try as she might, Alex knew well she can never convince her stubborn wife when Casey is already intent on doing something.
“Love to but can’t.” Casey gets up and walks across the kitchen. She took the remaining coffee from the brewer and poured the liquid straight into her red thermo flask. “I’m sorry. I’m just running a bit late.”
“And who are you going with? Do I know these people that you’re going with? Have I met any of them?”
Casey grins at her hesitantly. “Not exactly… But I am in good hands, Lex.”
When Alex didn’t answer, Casey proceeded to the fridge to get the packed meals and trail mixes she prepared yesterday for her trip. She puts them inside the duffle bag and zips it closed.
Pushing the eyeglasses up her nose, Alex sets aside the newspaper she was reading earlier into the rack in the living room.
She returns to the kitchen to take a sip of her coffee and then turned towards Casey with wide eyes when she realised something. “Oh Casey! You don’t even know the people you’re going with!”
“Relax, babe, I’m going to be fine.”
Alex clenched her jaw and put her hands on her waist. “How are you going to be fine? You will be in the middle of nowhere with strangers!”
“Okay, first of all, we have a guide. Her name is Emma Wheatley and she is a childhood friend.”
Alex raised a brow. “Emma? A girl?”
“Yes. Emma. A woman.” Casey says matter-of-factly. She furrows her brows, studying the expression on Alex’s face. “Before you get jealous, she is happily married with kids.”
Alex will never admit it but she tends to be possessive when it comes to Casey. There is no doubt in her mind that her hopelessly devoted wife will ever have the heart to betray her trust but she learned halfway into their early years that Casey can be so incomprehensibly oblivious when it comes to people flirting with her.
“Do you even know the trail? You could get lost and end up on dateline!”
“Baby,” Casey heaved a deep sigh. She stood in front of her wife and stroke the length of Alex’s arms as if to pacify her. “I say this sincerely but you’ve been watching too much television. And if you’re so worried, why don’t you just come with me, huh?”
She went camping in the woods with Casey once because she wanted to learn more about this side of Casey, outside of the courtroom and outside of the shell she’s built for her fast-paced life in New York—her adventurous, free-spirited, curious, and dynamic Casey.
There was one rainy night that Alex chanced upon a sleepless Casey just watching the raindrops pelting against the big window by the living room. She remembers how she was comfortably perched on the corner next to the couch with a cup of tea on her hand. When Alex approached her, Casey told her that it would have been her grandfather’s 82nd birthday.
Casey relived her childhood memories when their grandfather used to take little Casey and her brothers to go fish and camp in the woods. She said it was always what she looked forward to in the summer—their parents would drop them off and leave her and her two older brothers for a week or two in their grandparents’ small farm.
Touched by the memory and wanting to cheer Casey up, Alex agreed to go to the mountains with her. Casey told her it would be fun and easy, and that Casey will set up their tent and that they could lay down under a starlit sky and how she would even tell her fun facts about constellations. Or bugs.
When they found an appropriate schedule for the both of them, they left for Maine. Casey was overcome with excitement, and Alex, although glad that this little gesture made Casey happy, was nervous.
In the end, they had to circle back to the center and go to the nearest hospital when Alex complained of having itchy rashes.
Alex swore she would never go to the mountains with Casey again after what Alex dubbed as her second “near-death experience”. They both just accepted that outdoor activities would be Casey’s thing, and Alex will stay with playing tennis and riding horses. At times, Casey would still ask if she wants to go in hopes that Alex changes her mind.
“You sure you’re not coming?”
“I will wait for you by the foot of the mountain and you better meet me in one piece.”
Casey rolls her eyes before flashing a childlike smile at her wife. “Okay, okay. See you in three days, Cabot!”
She wraps her arms around Alex and peppered her wife’s face with chaste kisses, and then finally, bade her goodbye with a lingering kiss on the lips.
When Casey shut the door behind her, Alex felt a vague sense of yearning; a quiet ache settling in her chest. For a second, she mentally checks weekend routine to be sure that she won’t have spare time to sulk around the house because she misses Casey’s presence.
Alex bolted outside and quietly stood by the door frame in her silk pajamas. She watched Casey put her bags in the trunk of her Honda.
She debated with herself whether to say something for fear of getting teased by the redhead as being too clingy. She stood by the frame of the main door of their townhouse. “Case?”
“Yes, baby?”
Alex combed through her thoughts before deciding to finally ask something: She cleared her throat and asked whether Casey has double checked everything and packed her essentials: water, bug spray, sunscreen, mosquito repellant, a flash light, a whistle, a hunting knife.
“Yes, yes, and yes. Lex, this is not my first rodeo.”
Alex nods. “I know.”
Casey closed the trunk and then run to the front stairs up to where Alex stood. “Would you rather I stay home with you?”
Alex looks at Casey’s bright, green eyes. Yes, she would rather Casey stays home with her for the weekend. Yes, she would rather have her cuddled up and cozy by the couch while watching their favorite TV shows. Yes, she would rather stroll around busy Manhattan and hold hands with her and stop by for gelato. Yes, yes, yes, Alex wants Casey to just stay by her side so she could keep her safe and love her and adore her and make her hers.
“No, no. Don’t be ridiculous, darling. Go. Don’t worry about me, I’m fine.” Alex kisses Casey as she caresses her cheeks. “I would really enjoy if you’d keep me company of course but you don’t have to stop doing the things you enjoy just because you’re worried about me.”
There was a tinge of red on the apple of Casey’s pale cheeks as she listened to Alex talk. “Two years and you’re ready to renew our vows?” She teased. “Your ass is mine, Cabot.”
Alex could only give her a pointed look. “Shut up.”
Casey enters the car and puts her car key in the ignition. She opened the window slightly and shouted, “Don’t burn down the house while I’m gone! I’ll miss you!”
As Casey drove away, Alex follows the car with her eyes. She frowns and whispers to herself, “I’ll miss you, too, dumbass.”
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𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐎𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮 |ROTTMNT| (Male OC)
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Unfolding Secrets
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“You…”
Leo opens his eyes, fighting back an urge to cough up what he would think was blood. He crashed landed pretty hard after all. 
Leo opens his eyes as he watched Prime stagger towards him, recollecting himself as he was peeved. Leo had ruined his plans on conquering earth, of course Prime would be pissed off.
“You’ve ruined everything!”
Leo almost wanted to grin at that, but his body was telling him not to. “And now…my wrath will be reserved for you alone.”
Leo wasn’t even given a chance to respond back with something witty, he was silenced when Prime started punching his face, blood spitting out of the red sliders mouth. “You’ve think you won?” Prime hisses, ignoring the painful groans as he raised his two large arms up, balling his hands into fists.
“You wretched. Little. PEST!”
He pinned Leo down until the ground underneath them crumbled, falling further down to the ground below. Leo remained unmoving, and speechless. Beaten, covered with countless wounds, and almost close to death, the slider lifted his right hand to reveal the crumpled photo that Casey brought with him. A picture of his family smiling into the camera as it shows April graduating.
Seeing the photo made the young mutant cry, thinking of those happy memories. He let out a whimpering gulp and a tear rolls down, realizing that he is forever doomed to rot in this prison dimension. But knowing that his family and friends are completely safe, Leo smiled weakly, at peace with himself.
“Wipe that grin off your face!”
With an enraged scream, he sends Leo flying with an explosive attack, causing the entire building to explode. Drifting alone in the dimension, he cried as he held the photo to his chest as streaks of tears leaked, all alone in the darkness.
I’m sorry…
Leo holds back sobs, widening his eyes when Prime launched himself at him. He was far from done. Prime had way more rage stored up inside just for Leo. “Shit!” Leo coughs up, having the wind knocked out of him as Prime stalks his way towards him, his red eye on his armor glimmering. 
I’m going to die…fuck, I don’t want to die.
Leo could barely lift himself up, but with luck he rolls over and was on his hands and knees, panting heavily as he kept his gaze on the ground, refusing to look up at his opponent.
“I’m going to enjoy this…” Prime smirks sinisterly, his claws dragging across the ground, eager to scrape the skin off Leo. Leo froze in panic, shaking at the thought of those claws digging into his body. He wanted to be home. He wanted his family.
Leo braced himself for agony, but instead he heard footsteps approaching quickly from behind. He opens his eyes in time to see a fellow turtle like him jumping over his body from behind and landed in between Leo and Prime. A familiar sword in their grasp as they blocked the claws that were thrusted towards the red eared slider.
“What?!” Prime bellows, his eyes glaring at the one who got in between them. Leo was silent, staring owlishly at his saviour. Maybe he was dreaming, or even hallucinating as the figure managed to push Prime back. They staggered backwards, almost touching Leo as they aim the sword at the attacker.
My sword…when did?
Leo didn’t understand what was happening exactly, he just knew that this stranger, a mutant turtle like him, had somehow found one of his swords and was protecting him.
“What a nuisance you are vermin.” Prime spat out, grinning when he saw his pet flinch but tried to keep on a brave face. “You think you’re saving this pest? Your nothing. I’ll show you just how easily you can be crushed.”
Prime took a step forward, immediately the other turtle snapped their body to face Leo, grabbing Leo by the arm and hoisting him up. He wasn’t planning on sticking around any longer, he needed to get him and this mysterious figure to safety. And so, he sprints off, dragging Leo with him who almost tripped over his own feet as he kept pace with his saviour.
“W-wait! Slow down—“ Leo grunts, pain seizing his body as he wheezes heavily. The other didn’t respond, too focused on getting away from the threat. Honestly, he had no idea what compelled him to intervene. Perhaps he saw himself in Leo and he didn’t wish that upon anyone.
Or maybe it’s because Leo looked like him. Another turtle. Just someone else other than the Krang. He’s never interacted with others before.
“Where do you think you’re going?!”
Prime was fast, appearing behind them in a blink of an eye. Both Leo and his fellow mutant turtle were startled by the sight. Prime devilishly smiles, before focusing on the one he called pet. With ease and much force, he easily suckers punched the turtle to the side. Letting out a startled and painful gasp, Leo’s saviour skids on the ground, rolling what felt like for eternity before their shell collided with some debris.
Leo was left alone, facing Prime once more who pins him down. Relishing in Leo’s demise as he delivers punch after punch. Not giving the other time to process.
Leo didn’t know where the strange turtle that saved him vanished off to, all he could hear was the evil laughter of Prime and the sensation of being bashed around mercilessly. But then he felt his body get thrown once more into the void of the prison dimension. He was floating, and he felt a little at peace, taking a brief break from the beatings.
A portal suddenly opens, the brightness of orange made Leo weakly open his eyes and stared ahead. Ah, he was heading to heaven, wasn’t he?
Leo reaches out to it, ready to go into the light. But then he saw a miracle, or maybe it was a trick. He didn’t know and honestly didn’t care, because inside the portal he saw the familiar faces of his brothers tearfully looking at Leo in awe, Leo smiles.
“Took you guys long enough…”
He reached his hand as Raph used his red phantom aura to grab him. “Leo!” Raphael exclaims in hope and utter relief that he was getting him out that hellhole.
Rubble on the floor moved as the other turtle who rescued Leo coughs and managed to stand up, escaping from the pile of debris that crushed him. His head felt heavy, like his brain had been rattled severely.
He knew that Prime whacked him away, but fuck did he really have to go that hard on him?
The…blue guy. W-where’s the blue..?
He looks around on edge, he was hoping that he wasn’t too late in making sure the outsider had survived but with Prime, anything could happen.
In the corner of his eye, he saw a bright circle in the sky. Hesitantly he lifts his head to get a better view, he held back a gasp when he saw it was a portal. Smaller than the one he saw earlier that cut the Technodrome in half, but enough for a turtle his size could slip into.
That’s when he saw the stranger with the blue mask heading towards the light, a red like aura arm gripping him tightly to pull in the figure. He also saw Prime, his single red eye shimmering through the darkness of the prison dimension as he leaps up to either grab his new toy or to fit himself through the portal. Either way, he couldn’t allow it.
Using whatever strength, he had in himself he picks himself up and started to run. Jumping on every rock and floating debris that he could reach. He was close to the tail of Prime, who was unaware of the others existence in this moment, far too focused on other things.
He grabs the tail and pulls himself, getting to his feet again he quickly runs along Prime’s armor. He had his own goal in mind. This portal, wherever this may take him, was a second chance. A chance to be free.
As he got closer, he saw what appeared to be more turtles dressed in strange colourful masks. The one in purple, full of rage in his eyes at Prime for what he had done, managed to use this staff where a purple transparent force turns the end of the stick into a large drill.
It was a magnificent sight, if it weren’t for the fact that the drill was coming right down on him and Prime. He quickly dodged and jumped, avoiding the mystic force as Prime let out a startled and confused yell when the drill hit his face. The three other turtles didn’t seem to notice the hitch rider that gripped Leo’s foot as they pull their brother out the prison dimension, along with a stranger who collided into Mikey who shuts the portal in time.
Mikey let out a surprised yelp when something large fell onto him after they pulled Leo through. His first thought was Krang, but then he remembered that Donnie pushed back the monster before he could grab Leo.
So…what did hit him?
Mikey groans and shakes his head, standing up on his feet. He looks back to his brothers who were far too focused on waking up Leo who eventually groans and opens his eyes, giving his best warm smile.
“Leo?” Raph softly spoke his name, as Leo blinks and briefly glance around at his surroundings.
“Eww, are we in Staten Island?”
Donnie and Raph gave a light and strained chuckle as they hug Leo. Mikey was about to eagerly join in on the reunion until he heard a light groan behind him. He pauses and turns back around, his gaze slowly looking down. He stiffens in utter shock at the sight of a stranger. A turtle mutant just like him and his brothers.
“G-guys…” Mikey hollers over, catching the attention of the three older brothers. “I think…we pulled out a friend of Leo’s…” He states, stepping to the side and presenting the unconscious turtle. All three froze and let their mouth hung open in bewilderment.
They didn’t know what to think, other than ‘ohmigosh another mutant turtle!’
Leo was more shocked of the sight. He really thought that his saviour was a hallucination of some kind. But now to actually see them in person? Well, it was just straight up weird for him to process.
The brothers all flinch when they heard the turtle groans again, stirring their body. Mikey naturally back away and hid behind his brothers, it wasn’t like he sensed danger from the newcomer, but he had to be safe. The turtle who was badly bruised opens his eyes and looks around. Struggling to lift himself up from the ground, he managed to somehow sit up, but his vision was all too clouded for him to focus on anything. It was bright for him.
He heard strange voices, making him look in the directions of the four brothers who huddled together protectively. He couldn’t pinpoint what they were saying, they were too muffled.
But he did saw something familiar.
Blue.
Slowly he reached his three fingers out, shaking as he struggled to stay awake.
“Y-you…”
He couldn’t do anything more; it was far too difficult for him to talk at the moment and so he lost consciousness once more.
Raph blinks and was the first to separate himself from his brothers to check on the stranger. He crouched down and poked their arm but got no response. Raph knew he they were alive considering the plastron was going up and down.
“Leo, do you…know him?”
Leo shakes his head, grunting when he tried to sit by himself, Donnie gripping his shoulders to help him up.
“No…not personally at least. He saved me actually, he was…in there with me. Probably a lot longer too judging from the bruises and dried blood I can see…plus it looked as though that Krang knew him anyway…”
Leo shivered at the mere mentioning of that monster. His eyes cast back to his rescuer. “I honestly also thought I just imagined him…”
Mikey hums and was crouched down on the other side of the turtle. Frowning as he scanned his body. “He looks badly injured…what should we do?” Mikey questions, turning his gaze to Raph who sweats in uncertainty of what to do. His main priority had to Leo. He was obviously hurt and needed medical attention. But when he saw the mystery turtle lying on the floor, he also needed medical attention.
“O-okay…Raph reckons we bring him back to the lair. Get him checked out.”
Donnie widens his eyes and gives a pointed look at this plan. “You want to bring a complete stranger into our home? What could go wrong? He says sarcastically.” 
Leo weakly nudged Donnie, giving his best stern look that he rarely pulls out. “He saved me. The least I can do is help him out. Raph can you carry him? Be gentle though.” Leo instructed, watching his older brother gently and cautiously pick up the injured stranger, holding them bridal style.
“Mikey, can you call the others? Let them know we need a med bed.”
“Two med beds. Your hurt too idiot.” Donnie sternly corrects, to which Leo hums in response, “Right. Two med beds.” He confirms to which Mikey gave a thumbs up and calls April on his communicator.
Donnie was left to help Leo stand up, keeping his arm around his twin who waddled along with Donnie.
“You okay?”
“I will be when we get home.”
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In a hurry, the boys quickly made it home. The first thing they saw was April, Casey and Splinter who all just as quickly ran over to them.
“My boys…!”
Leo gave a weak wave but held a smile on his face to greet everyone. “Hey.” He smirks to which April hugs him, Donnie staying beside his twin, so he doesn’t fall over.
“You…you are so....man, I’m so angry I could punch you right now.” 
Leo awkwardly chuckled as April wiped away any tears that tried to spill from her eyes. “But I won’t. Not now anyway. You obviously need medical help, we set up the beds.” She starts leading Donnie and Leo to the med bay. Leo was more so surprised that his home wasn’t actually destroyed like their last place. Casey soon spoke up, “You said you needed two beds, right? Who…who else is hurt?” He gulps, concern as he checks over Donnie who shakes his head to indicate it’s not.
“It’s none of us. But it’s actually for…this guy here.” Raph informs the gang, stepping inside the med bay and showing off the unconscious stranger in his arms. April, Casey and Splinter all stare in shock and utterly flabbergasted. “Who is that?” April mumbles, to which Donnie shrugs his shoulders, “He was pulled out from the other side of Mikey’s portal when we got Leo.”
Casey turns to Mikey with shock at the mere mention of him opening a portal. “You opened…?” He trails off, his mind going back to his timeline of seeing his Mikey evaporating from opening a portal.
“I’m okay! Well, I do have these weird cracks and they kinda sting…but I’m sure it’s nothing!” Mikey assured, showing his hands that did indeed have cracks in them, Casey frowns and shakes his head at him. “You should also get those checked out.” He says with concern, but when Mikey went to argue back, Raph cuts him off.
“Of course he will.”
“Well about your eye? You should get that checked out too, right?” Mikey fired back on him. Raphael flinched before he nods stiffly. “I…I will.” He promises to his brother who nods and smiles back. “Then I’ll get these checked out too.” He gestured to his hands. Raph made his way to the other free bed and gently placed the turtle down. He steps back as Casey was busy checking over Leo and wrapping up any wounds.
April crossed her arms as she observed the sleeping stranger. “So…does anyone know who that is?” She couldn’t help but ask, squinting her eyes and tilting her head slightly. “He’s obviously a mutant turtle like you four.” She added, mumbling under her breath as to what she was looking at.
“He rescued me in that prison world. But other than that, I got no clue. Not even his name.”
“Would he even have one if he was in that place?” Donnie quips, earning a curious him from the others. Excluding Casey and Splinter.
“It…cannot be.” Splinter utters out, slowly walking over to get a better look. “Dad? Are you good?” Raph nervously asks, noticing the odd behaviour from his father who hesitantly placed his rat hand on top of the mutant turtle's plastron.
“Dad…?”
Splinter’s ears twitch as he lets out a long sigh before turning away to face his sons. “I…have kept a secret from you all for a long time now. Because I thought, I didn’t need to tell you anything.” He starts off, earning the curious and slight concern looks of his sons and even April.
“Back when I was captured by Draxum in that lab of his, where you four were all created with the combination of my DNA….there was…actually five baby turtles.”
Splinter turns back to face the unconscious turtle that didn’t seem to notice the feeling of his plastron being touched softly. “The fifth turtle was with us when the lab exploded, I managed to grab you four out of harm's way. When I went looking for the other one, I saw a piece of the roof fall down on top of them. I….I believed they were crushed.” 
Splinter lets his shoulders droop down in utter sadness at himself. “I didn’t even bother to double check. I’m ashamed of myself.” He added to which Raph quickly spoke to assure their father. “Pops, you didn’t know…and you couldn’t have checked. The place was falling apart, we could have all gotten hurt.” He comforts which did warn a small smile on Splinter’s face.
“Thank you, Raphael. But…I will still forever blame myself for not going back.”
Mikey softly spoke up, looking over to the nameless mutant turtle. “So…a-are you saying that he’s…” He trails off before Leo continued the sentence for him. His eyes wide and mind blank.
“Our brother…?”
Splinter nods slowly, “Yes…at least, I believe he is. I remember that the turtle from back then had yellow markings. This one here also has the same markings. Or maybe similar ones…”
Donnie let out a shaky breath, he had been gathering thoughts on this sudden news drop. But he refused to just believe in empty words, he needed solid proof. He strides towards the unconscious turtle, confusing the others as he looks through the drawers for a needle. When finding one he holds it up.
“Whoa, whoa, Donnie. What are you doing with that?” Raph quickly speaks up, stopping his younger brother from doing anything drastic. “I���m sorry, but I want to be sure. If what dad is saying is true, then I need proof. And what better way to get that, than a DNA sample.” Donnie explains his reasoning, ignoring the unsure looks of everyone else.
“Don. Maybe wait till he’s better, yeah? He’s still too injured and you might accidentally startle him awake.” Leo somewhat scolds, while he didn’t normally care what Donnie would do to get his answers, Leo thought how wrong it would be to get DNA from an unconscious person that just saved his life and was already too badly hurt.
It wasn’t right.
Donnie clicks his tongue and puts away the syringe. “Fine. I’ll wait till he’s better. But the moment I think it’s good to do so, I’m sticking that needle in him.”
Leo sighs but nods in agreement with him. While he would like to also believe his father, he also couldn’t help but be suspicious of it all. I mean, sure it was a possibility that Leo and his brothers had another sibling that they never knew about. 
But he didn’t want to have false hope.
Leo glanced over to Casey who had been awfully quiet. “Casey…you all right?” He asks the time traveler who flinched at the sudden attention on him. “What? Oh, yes. I’m fine…just, thinking.” He assures before placing his hand under his chin, he shakes his head before making his way over.
“He’s hurt. I should probably start wrapping any wounds he has.”
“And a drip in him. He looks a little malnourished.”
The others left Leo and Casey to do their work on their guest. Leo who couldn’t actually move had been instructing Casey on what to do. While Casey already knew some basics in the medical field, having been taught in his timeline. He would still be unsure on some things which is where Leo would come in and tell him.
The turtle that Splinter claims to be their brother remained unmoving.
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A/N: And thus, the start of the story is finally kicking in. 
Thank you to those who are already asking me questions, sending their own little thoughts on what the future could hold for this series, and just the overall love and support from not just Eyes on You but also for Collide.
Look forward to future chapters on this story!
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thoughts on episode 2 (SPOILERS)
Oh don’t  tell me we get Sylki this episode 
OH MY GOD THEYRE WEARING TUXEDOS
MARRIED COUPLE LOKIUS
oh god no not Brad 
HA LOKI SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF HIM
Mobius you’re such a dummie
B15 MY BELOVED
OHOHO GET FUCKED BRAD
Mobius is gay panicking
BRAD WHAT KIND OF RUN IS THAT
OHOHO MAGIC
WHERE DID YA COME FROM WHERE DID YA GO WHERE DID YA COME FROM COTTON EYE LO
MOBIUS IS GAY PANICKINGGGGGG
*sings along to the theme song*
Ohhh b15 you’re lookin fine
There’s a jail in the TVA??? I forgot about that
bring it to my son
OUROBOROS WHERE ARE YOU
SON
Aww he talks to himself that’s cute
So smart
He’s gonna get so fed up with people bringing shit to him when he wrote a whole book about it
Sweet Casey
Married couple Lokius building their IKEA bed
CASEY READ THE GUIDEBOOK! WE STAN A GREAT BOI
I’m going to fight Brad
Brad is so right about Lokis character but damn Mobius going to defend him is kinda gay
Why do I feel like Brad is talking directly to me when he’s talking to-
DONT TALK ABOUT FRIGGA I WILL MURDER YOU BRAD
The sass on lokis tone I’m going to cry
Mobius reign in your boyfriend
Loki is scaring me actually
That sounded kinda sexual Loki my man
YOURE RIGHT BRAD
THERAPY
MOBIUS’S PET?
Yeah Mobius who were you
Oh jeez
Mobius is about to flip out
HE FLIPPED
Loki caring for his husband <3
Following each other <3
KISS NOW
THE PIE SCENE
Awe Loki with his little legs crossed he’s so adorable around Mobius
Yeah you lost it baby
Comfort your husband Loki
WASNT TACTICAL??? BABE YOU ATTACKED NYC
Talk about your feelings Mobius
Why would you thank him for kidnapping you Mobius?
Felt that about bad and good lemme tell ya
Would you quit it about Sylvie
OUROBOROS!!!!
Don’t get hurt baby I’ll cry
Uh oh
UH OH
BRAD????
Is he dead?
Aww man he’s alive
Round two of what babe
NEED ANOTHER SESSION???
HARDBALL TACTICS?!!!??!
WHAT ARE THESE WORDS YOURE SAYING
Big machine
He’ll torture you babe
Remembering things for their husband this is cute
Uh oh Loki what are you doing
LOKI STOP IT
LOKI 
stop asking about Sylvie for the love of god
ENJOY YOURSELF?!
Mobius you’re so sweet
YEAH BRAD DONT BRING UP A VILLAIN’S MOTHER
Kill him hon maybe we won’t have to deal with his dumb ass
Terrible awful things 
He’s lost his shit I love it 
Loki please this is going too far
Okay nice we made Brad suffer and Loki is being everything Mobius could want in a boyfriend
Mobius was in on it?!
OB WHAT DO YOU MEAN WERE GONNA DIE
*gasp* OUROBOROS AND CASEY MY NEW OTP
HES FANBOYING
AWWWW BABIES 
oh no world is dead
*sings McDonald’s jingle*
Where’s my wife
Awww she’s so proactive I love her so much
NO NO NO NOT SYLKI PLEASE NOT SYLKI
One Unhappy meal please
Talk less Loki 
Can Sylvie drive
CORRECT OMG MY WIFE
THIS IS MY BELOVED 
Leave her alone Loki please
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OH MY GOD MOBIUS IS ON SOME SYLKI HATE
“It’s cinema thank you very much”
Murder
QUICK CHANGE WITH SYLVIE
THEYRE KILLING RVERYTHING
IHOHO MURDER
COMPROMISED OF CIURSE BABY
OH NO
call your boyfriend Casey
Don’t hold hands
NO
uh oh
Bye bye Sylvie :)
Oh she’s back
What are we looking at
Oh no…
Those are people!
Uh oh Sylvie’s angry
I might as well just make a harem of marvel women I want to wife me up 
Don’t pull that Sylki bullshit on me
Mobius is sad Loki go comfort him
At least Sylvie had her life
Does she have a friend?
What’s going on between those two?!
I’m so confused
Post credits???
Why not?
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