#anywhizzle have a good day or night

[thegodovereverything]

When I was younger (2nd grade to around 12yrs old), I wanted to be an astronomer. I wanted to study the secrets of the universe. I even had a plan:

Go to university of Hawaii

Be awesome cool professional astronomer

Every year I would get a telescope, but where I lived the sky was always so thick with clouds that it was hard to see the stars peeking through. I was ok with that, looking up at the star had never been what drew me in. What drew me in were the facts. I had a little thing of cards, that held information about dwarves, planets, dark matter, stars. I would peruse NASA’s website, just for fun (that’s where I memorized how long a day actually is, although I am barely holding on to that and it might be a bit altered in my mind). I would beg my mom to have me write essay about the space, the planets, anything like that. I would dream of learning

But then, one day, my interest stopped. I don’t remember if it was a slow decline, or a sudden stop, but I no longer wanted an annual telescope. Perusing NASAs website was not how I wanted to spend my time. At the time, I said it was because I realized how math centric the field was, but now I don’t really know why.

I’ve had other interests afterwards, but none as intense as my one in space. Sometimes I miss that feeling, other times I’m happy to have felt it at all.

[iced-souls]

ARTFIGHT PT 4!!! And final 2023 batch

Credits:

Fenton, Nina, Shuri, Octavia by @striker-scribbling-silliness

Unicock by Annite

Devlin Xander by @rowananimus

Aedis by @dar-draws

Hoshi by Pixelix

Lucius by @pinkiepig

Rhapsody by @bear-is-my-name

[dancingdonatello]

I don't remember if I have ever requested from you. Anywhizzle I hope I didn't read anything wrong but I wanted to request a rottmnt (separate) x gn reader where the reader gets caught in some wires while trying to fix the air conditioning or heater and falls and dangles there tangled in wires for a while until said turtle finds them and tries to find a way to get them down without you getting electrocuted. (The rest of the turtles and April were on a mission and Splinter was napping) (Romantic) (I hope this inspires you in some way) (Have a good day or night!)

rottmnt x gn reader

You thought you’d have gone out in a heroic way, like fighting an alien race that looked like a dinosaur or even fighting to protect one of your friends. You hadn’t expect an over complicated AC unit to take you out. Luckily, there’s a turtle nearby to help save you.

When he finds you, Raph’s immediate thought is to bite through the wires, which immediately electrocutes both him and you. But, he does manage to chew through, and you both end up as a pile on the floor.

Donnie finds you both unconscious. You’re stuck in the infirmary for an entire day. You and Raph make it an impromptu date night.

Leo laughs and laughs and laughs… and then gets stuck with you when he climbs up there. At first, he tries to play it off as if he’s not stuck and that he’s just fooling around. But soon enough, you catch on.

You both call Splinter for help but he never comes. His brothers leave him up there but save you. It’s not a good night for Leo.

Donnie is the only one able to get you safely down. He makes no big show of it (despite keeping the security footage for blackmail) and only says you do him a favor in return.

Which is totally unfair in your eyes. He’s your boyfriend, saving you from dangerous AC units is in his job description.

Mikey really tries his best, he does. But when he goes to get a ladder to get up to you, he manages to get distracted and forget about you for hours.

When he does remember about you, he rushes to save you. He begs for your forgiveness and does not leave your side for the rest of the day. He looks like a guilty puppy, following right behind you wherever you go.

[ghosty-0w0]

I should be going to bed but I got sucked into a picrew and I realized how differently I see myself now then I did a year ago v

Last year^ Now^

Also do you pronounce it pi-crew or pic-rew???

Anywhizzle OLD OCS BE UPON YE

🦫 MY SECOND ONE DID SAVE ON MY PHONE AND THE PICTEW KICKED ME OUT FOR MAINTENANCE 🦆

But that oc was my fourth ever and first self insert named Bean:3 she’s made out of shadows and my second one I wanted to show you was named Nyx who’s a demon (actually a misinterpretation of Bean from an online friend) who has short hair

Oh and here’s this picrew of me now and younger me

I tried getting different eye colors but my eyes are less extreme, I def had straighter hair back then and it was pretty long but I kept it in a bun most the time. Now it’s shoulder length and I wear it up and down 50/50

Sometimes I wish I still had piercings but my holes closed up after I took them out since they got caught in my hair all the time (sometimes I think about getting an industrial bar but I would never)

You can definitely tell which version of me is gay lol

Oh and I took the quiz that went with the first picrew

They’re pretty accurate but also not??? I’m a combination of all five,’>

Ngl this ask is pretty long I should go to bed it’s 11 and I have more finals to take but I only have 1

1!!!!!! More full day of school and then Friday is a half dayYIPPI

Yeh I had caffeine so ofc I’m rambling but I won’t have trouble sleeping tonight SO GOOD NIGHT ill continue my barrage of likes tomorrow

Good night, sleep well, don’t let the demons drag you down to hell😘

me reading all of this:

/j

Anyway I pronounce pi-crew cause that’s just how my brain works lol

also the oc looks amazing

and ooo the picrew of you and younger you :O

also all those answers sound like you :3

you should definitely go to bed and good luck on that final!!

ALSO YOU LUCKY I WISH MY SCHOOL GOTTA OUT THIS FRIDAY :(

GOOD NIGHT

I shall enjoy your barrage of likes <3

Hopefully I sleep well lol

also we’ll see about the demon thing lol 😂

[noemilivv]

HIYAA!I SAW YOU DO MASHUPS AND GOT SUPER DUPER EXCITED :DDDD

can I pls request a hazbin hotel matchup???

Ok so, ✨️description of me✨️

I am 5'7, and a panromantic demisexual he/him boi, but I dress very androgynous.

Im *technically* an introvert, bc I'm very quiet and like to be alone unless I'm around the people I know and are my friends.. then I'm the loudest mf you'll meet. And I'm very,, i woulsnt say shameless, but just don't think before I speak a lot (adhd)

Im overall very kind, and very chaotic. I've been told by friends I'm a mix of chaotic aunt/mom friend.

Im also very, very stubborn. If I set my mind on something, best believe I will do it. I also won't let people talk trash on those I care for, and am loyal to a fault but suck at verbally expressing how much people mean to me so ✨️✨️acts of service and random pats or hugs or high fives✨️✨️

Im also very blunt. Won't hesitate to say what I think or my boundaries, but sometimes I'll bite my tongue if I feel the convo would end bad. The bluntness goes up by 100 if I'm tired. (Im always very, very tired no matter how much sleep I get)

I love to read, write, draw and crochet, and do lots of "grandma crafts".OH I also love love love music I am never without headphones

I also am a angel kinnie, if that gives you any personal insight on my ✨️mentality✨️ (bc I don't wanna get into that)

Uhhh idrk what to put in descriptions for like a matchup,, never really done this before so I hope this is enough

Urhhhamndjsjjdjais

Anywhizzle

HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT ILY(/P) THABK YOU LISTENING TO ME RANT TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF I APPRECIATE YOU BESTIEEEE!!!!!!

AHHHHH HELLOOOO OFC YOU CAN GET A MATCHUP YOU ADORABLY SWEET AND KIND ANON !! i love it when people come into my ask box with a shit ton of energy haha!! i definitely hope to see you in my ask box more often :) also dw i got your other ask about the style section but i deviddd i had enough to go off of so dw your good man, anywho, i had to think about this, but i ended up going with…

Velvette !!

Velvette, I can see being similar to you, but also balancing you out

When she first met you were a bit quiet and timid, but when that loud motherfucker came out to say hello she was SHOOK, not in a bad way, but god damn, kitty’s got claws!

She’s also very stubborn so that either works well with you too or it just doesn’t lmao

She loves your little random pats and high fives but she wasn’t expecting them at first, when you patted her head for the first time she kinda just looked at you with a “😀❓” look on her face😭

Velvette’s also quite blunt and would probably be open about her wants and needs so it’s safe to say you both have a very open and communicative relationship

[cloud-makers-make-pollution]

we're moots lol

okay this is gonna be a lot cuz he's like the main character or whatever

he was born uhh somewhere and he had a sister with a kid but their parents died so he and his sister had to take care of the kid. jean was a tree pruner but it wasn't enough so blud was like "screw it" and tried to steal some bread but was (of course caught and sentenced to 5 years for violent robbery but he was like "hell nah" and tried to escape like three times so he ended up with 19 years total and now the police (cough cough javert) hate him

so anywhizzle he does his 19 years and javerts like "ugh ig we have to let you go on parole or whatever" so jean valjean is like "yippee" and he's like wandering around tryna find a place to stay but ppl are like "nah ur a convict im not fuckin w dat" so now he doesn't have a place to stay but some dudes like "go ask the bishop he's really kind (WHICH THERE IS AN ENTIRE FUCKING SECTION ABOUT IN THE BEGINNING OF THE BOOK)" so jean 👖 goes to talk to the bishop and the bishops like "yeah come stay with us" but the two nuns in there are like "ew he's a convict he's gonna rob us" but the bishop dgaf so 👖 stays the night but he wakes up at midnight-ish and is like paralyzed with the decision of whether or not to rob the bishop cuz bro's got a lotta silver so...

spoiler alert

he robs him

so 👖 is like running around at 3 in the frickin morning and the police catch him and take him to the bishop like "sir this dude just robbed u" and the bishops like "yeah ik also here take the candlesticks and become a better person" so the police let him go and 👖 is like "omg he just like gave me all this free silver and he also said that i need to become a good guy" so 👖 breaks parole (omg lawbreaker 😨) and goes back to his hometown (which is also where fantine lives lol haha coinkydink hahaha) and he sells all the silver (except the candlesticks those are like a reminder of the scene with the bishop) and gets an alias which was like "pere madeleine" or smth idk and we don't see much of him cuz victor chooses to tell us about fantine

when we come back tho, "pere madeleine" has become "monsieur le maire" and he's the mayor of the town and owner of the factory where fantine works. as the mayor he's like a really good guy and he brings the town prosperity!! yippee!! and all the ppl love him but they're kinda sus of him like "who's this dude and why's he so nice" cuz they're a little paranoid ig but anywhizzle he's walking around or smth and he sees fantine being assaulted and stuff and javert taking her in and he's like "hell nah not on my watch" so he heroically bursts in and is like "she did nothing wrong let her go" and he and javert go thru their old man yaoi but fantine is eventually released. javert is NOT happy bout it tho

one day, javert comes into the mayor's office and he's like "bro i messed up i thought u were a former prisoner who broke parole lmaooo anyways we caught the guy and his name is jean valjean (DRAMATIC GASP) and we're holding his court soon anyways have a nice day lolol" but the mayor (COUGH COUGH JEAN VALJEAN) is having this identity crisis about whether or not to go fess up and free the guy but he ends up doing it and there's a buncha detailed chapters about his trek to the town where the court is being held but we don't care abt that

so he shows up and everyone's like "oh that's the mayor or smth ig" they drc and he sits in on this random guy's court session and there's a buncha evidence about how this guys is actually jean valjean but the ACTUAL jean valjean is like "NUH UH BITCH ITS ME" and everyone's like "GASP!??!!??!" and so javert is pissed and tries to get him arrested but 👖 escapes cuz he's gotta get fantines child to her and that's about where i am in the book lol

i hope you enjoyed my rambling about jean valjean and sorry for the long read lol

– ⚜️

this may be even more beautiful that the fantine one

“anywhizzle”

new word alert motherfuckers this is awesome

I feel like maybe you should rewrite the brick once you’ve finished it just your version and see how well it does because damn this shit it great

also

… @k-is-for-potassium ?

is this you??

[valiantkittenstarfish]

I have OPINIONS about Splinter's parenting so here we go I guess?!

I see a lot of people use a lot of extreme measures to try and explain Splinter's distant parenting and I just don't think it's really necessary? Here's my two cents on the matter..

It's pretty obvious that Splinter was very present in the turtle's lives up until the series began as seen in the (extremely cute) turtle tots flashback from "End Game".

Splinter was clearly doing more than just meeting needs and did his best to fulfill their wants and whims as well. But then you get moments like in "Turtle-dega Nights: The Ballad of Rat Man" that shows that Splinter also clearly doesn't spend a lot of time with his children now.

Splinter: And so handsome too. When was the last time we did something together?

Donnie: Let's see. 278 days ago. You said Hi Purple to Raph.

So which is it?? Well I think the answer is pretty simple. Splinter interacted with the boys whenever they came to him for something. Splinter did not actively seek out time with the boys but was more than happy to help them with whatever they asked for. As tots the boys would have had more needs and therefor Splinter would have spent far more time with them. But as the boys got older they grew more independent and self sufficient so the interaction between Splinter and the boys dropped off. The boys came to Splinter less often and Splinter was able to enjoy uninterrupted television for longer.

This whole situation is powered by Splinter's tragic past that he coped with via escapism. Television became Splinter's escape from reality. Which is why Splinter is more than willing to fulfill the whims of his children. He wants them happy but almost just as importantly he wants the boys distracted. He is more than happy to put in the effort to fulfill one of his children's asks, need or want, if it has the pay off of more uninterrupted escapism. It makes Splinter feel like he is still being there for his children but also maximizes his time away from reality. I don't think this went as for as being dissociative though, Splinter would still present as needed for his boys.

I would describe Splinter's parenting as a form of "bare minimum parenting". Splinter does not invest his personal time into the boy's hobbies and skills beyond what they come to him for. He cares for them but his escapism is just as important to him. Is it neglect? Yes, I would say so. Is it abuse? That's a bit more complicated I think. But Splinter's acknowledgement of his shortcomings shows promise that there was supposed to be some pretty good character development down the line.

Either way I do feel like this is a much more simplistic, as well as realistic, way of describing Splinter's parenting dynamic. It still acknowledges that Splinter wasn't a great parent but avoids both the extremes of "dissociative depression to the point of abandonment" as well as "blatant child abuse". This also prevents the cliche parentification of Raph since Splinter was still fulfilling the role of parent.

Anywhizzle, I'm not perfectly eloquent but I hope this explains my thoughts on the matter in some capacity. I should also clarify that this is more of an observation on the canon universe than anything else. Thaaanks~!

[the-heart-of-a-monster]

I feel bad for everyone now.

So glad that Tails can finally see that something's up, and he knows it's not just Shadow. He's connecting that dots that yeah, the whole "Seeming distant" thing started when Shadow came along, but that was more of a coincidence. In fact, I'm willing to bet Tails knew something was up since the plane ride with Knuckles way back in like, what, issue 1? So if he's been thinking something is wrong with Sonic since then, and if he knows it's not Shadow, then I'm thinking Tails will guess it might have something to do with the Gaia situation.

However, Tails is young, but he's not stupid, and Sonic knows that, so he's gonna try all he can to steer the conversation away from him. If Tails doesn't let up, he'll probably have to go for the partial truth :)

I just realized- I was just gonna talk about the last panel where Tails says "Don't make your little brother worry" or something along those lines but then it devolved into that. Bro your comics are just too good ig idk :/

Anywhizzle thanks for gifting us with your sweet trauma-induced hedgehog lore of the week, and I shall return next week to yank all the life and love you gained within a second's notice. Have a good day/night!

tails, as well as all of you

[yourlocalartsonist]

ROTTMNT Moths Fly In Packs - Chapter One

A/N: HI I’M FINALLY POSTING THE FIRST CHAPTER. Really excited and super nervous but I’m SO happy I can finally share this with everyone. I’m not doing a drawing for every chapter since that’d be selling my soul to the red dilf down below but this is the first chapter so I figured why not do something special. Also apologies if any of the characters seem ooc, I’m still learning how to write them so it might take a bit (especially the dialogue). Also also, sorry if the formatting seem weird, I just copy pasted a google doc into Tumblr and I haven’t entirely figured out how this app works yet. ANYWHIZZLE despite all that I hope y’all enjoy and I can’t wait to write more ^^

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Disclaimer: chapter involves themes of manipulation, violence, and curse words. If you’re sensitive to that stuff, scroll past and stay safe <3

I looked out the window and sighed. Today could have been a lot worse, sure, but it also could’ve been a whole lot better.

It was one am on a Monday night. Staying up this late this early in the week is gonna guarantee a begrudgingly painful school life till Friday. And yet, here I was, staring at my phone at his texts.

Zane: Hey! You were active on insta. How come you didn’t text back?

Zane: hey it’s been an hour now. I’m starting to worry about you

Zane: Salena are you ignoring me? I already said I was sorry

Zane: fine then. Don’t text me. But at least talk to me tomorrow. I miss you.

Zane: Goodnight.

He was getting clingier by the day. Last month when he asked me out, I was worried rejecting him would break his heart. Somehow, it looks like it had the opposite effect and boosted his ego since he’s only gotten more pushy after that. I mean today he picked a fight with a guy just for talking to me. It’s getting ridiculous.

I groaned and hopped off bed to get a drink of water. I know I should probably forgive him, I’m sure he’s just coping differently maybe. It’ll get better with time. I hope it gets better with time. Otherwise the next four months are gonna be excruciatingly long. Still, I can’t just not be mad after what he did.

As I lamented in my depressive thoughts, I saw four figures out the window, running from rooftop to rooftop. Smiling, I opened the window and let the cool air and the joyous voices flow in. At least one good thing’s coming out from today.

It looked like they were chasing someone, a giant pig man specifically. I would’ve been more freaked out if this was the first human-animal thing I saw.

The very first time I saw one was a giant bull in a bellboy uniform running along the sidewalk, clumsily knocking anything and everything over as he wept. I assumed my sleep deprived brain was probably making things up again but the sheer absurdity of it paired with the fact that my sleep schedule was actually decent that week, I began to question that guess. Then, only ten minutes later, seeing four human-sized turtles walking upright seemingly searching for the bull man sealed the deal that I could not be making this shit up.

But that was two or three years ago. Now, it’s more of a fun surprise seeing the new animal person of the week than a sanity-questioning spiral. Most often, I see the turtles passing by. Sometimes they’re goofing off or skateboarding. Other times, they’re chasing someone like right now. I can only assume the pig man is evil if he’s being chased by them. I know the turtles are good since I suspect they’re the “mysterious heroes” that saved New York from that-which-shall-not-be-named a few months back. I mean, who else could it be?

Even if they’re chasing a potential murderous lunatic, they seem like they’re having fun. They’re all smiling and laughing and whizzing around everywhere, just looking at them gives me an adrenaline rush.

I stared out the window longingly as they zipped by, disappearing into the night. Maybe the late night was getting to my brain, but things just felt worse than usual this time. I’ve been watching these four go by my window at least once a week for so long. They always look so fun to be around. Free-spirited and zany, the exact opposite of everyone in my life. Maybe I really am going insane but for once I just want to know them, to see them up close. And if I’m feeling particularly crazy, I might even say hello.

I found my body edging closer and closer out the window. The fire-escape does lead all the way down, and I’m only on the sixth floor anyway. It’s not exactly a fast distance to the ground but it wouldn’t be too bad if I run…

Before I knew it, I was already out dashing in their direction to catch up. I’ve only ever dreamed of having enough courage to actually attempt this. If my aunt finds out I snuck out my grave will be dug and that’s not an exaggeration.

Yet somehow, that didn’t stop me. My skin felt numb from the cold wind, my hair was going crazy behind me. I felt pain in my cheeks from how much I was smiling. I guess I am feeling particularly crazy tonight.

***

By the time I caught up with them, I was embarrassingly out of breath. They were now all ground level in an alleyway and I was hiding just around the corner, close enough to listen in. A little nervous if they can hear my hideous dying dog pants, not just because it would blow my cover but also for the sake of my prestige. They seem a little too distracted by the pig man to notice me, though.

“Alright, meathead! Give us the poison, or I’m gonna smash your head into the wall and keep smashing till I smash the wall down with my smashy little fists!”

Note to self: the red one likes smashing.

“Oh get stuffed you annoying little rats! Can’t a guy sabotage his rival chef’s excuse of a business in peace?”

“GASP! He’s defaming rats!”

They broke out into a fight over what looked to be a large bag of, assumedly, poison. The pig man’s tentacle arms were whipping all over the place, trying to land a blow on the turtles. Oh and apparently his arms can extend which I would find cool if it weren’t for how gross it looked. It’s all drippy and squishy-looking and weird, not a texture I’d want to be near.

I won’t lie, I was kind of distracted from the danger I put myself in since being this close allowed me to properly see the turtles fight. At first glance it looks like they’re flailing all over the place, but it’s actually in a more cohesive way. The blue turtle teleported around and sliced the tentacles attacking them, the red one went in for a punch with giant fists at any opening. Purple guy had glowing guns in his signature color all shooting at the same time and the orange turtle swung around hitting pig man with any object his fiery chains landed on. My god was I awestruck watching them all in action. I was so busy gawking I barely even registered the magic weapons.

One of the flame chains got a hold of his leg and sent the pig guy flying backwards, losing grip of his poison bag.

“Heads up!” The blue one yelled as the bag soared through the air. All the turtles attempted catching it while the pig man’s tentacle arm followed close behind the bag. It looked like it was about to be body horror Peppa Pig’s win.

So I stepped out and grabbed the bag before he could. All eyes now on me, I made a run for it in the other direction realizing how exposed I was. Behind me I could hear a confused “Who was that?” sounding like it was from the purple guy.

Yeah, sure, maybe this wasn’t the smartest move but if I’m getting myself involved I might as well be useful.

I’d break in and out of thought every time I crashed into a wall or slid on the ground. I was never exactly known for my clearly graceful nature. My body started aching. Still I kept running, only stopping to throw a rock or two at one of the stringy pink arms behind me. Seriously, why does that dude have to be so puke-worthy.

A silver blur sped right past my head. The glowing sword stopped in front of me and a familiar blue turtle appeared out of thin air.

“And where do you think you’re going?”

As much as I pride myself on reflexes, the initial shock didn’t wear off fast enough to prevent me from crashing into him and falling back on the ground. I barely had an impact on him, though, since he was still standing perfectly fine with a hand on his hip and the other gripping his weapon.

“Look pal, I have been heroing all week and as much as I love fighting villains and looking badass, I say we make this fast and you just tell me who sent you.”

“S-sent me?” It took me a while to catch on. Not my best day, I know.

“Oh, no no no! I'm not working for anyone! I was trying to help. See?”

I held out the bag towards him, hoping that would convince him I’m not a threat. To my surprise, instead of taking it, he squinted his eyes and me and crouched down to match my height.

“You know, you look kinda familiar. Have we met before?..”

I was too stunned to respond.

Back when I first saw the turtles, after seeing the human bull, I overheard them talking about him and wanting to find him. The blue one especially, he seemed extremely guilty about something. I figured I’d help but I wasn’t brave enough to just go up to them and tell them I saw the bull. I’m too shy to even approach regular humans, these were talking anthropomorphic turtles. So instead I threw a note down and it bounced off blue’s head. He looked at it, read it, then looked up at me. I poked my head out from behind the fire escape and gave an awkward wave, trying to let him know I was on their side. It worked since he directed his team towards where I wrote the bull man went.

I remember later that same night, he knocked on my window. I was a bit freaked out admittedly and hid away by instinct. I wasn’t exactly expecting to see them again.

“Oookay. Well.” I could tell he wasn’t sure how to deal with me. I was regretting hiding but my legs were frozen in place.

“I don’t know if you can hear me since the window’s closed but I wanted to say thanks for the note. We found our guy way faster than we would’ve if we kept having to use Raph’s ideas.” He let out a playful chuckle.

I felt my heart melt a little. I don’t know what I was expecting but it wasn’t really that. I don’t usually hear things like that often.

“So yeah uh, if you can still hear me, thank you.”

My legs started working again as I heard him leap off to leave. I opened the window and rushed out to the fire escape. Luckily, he was on the ground not too far away from me. I called out to him.

“Salena!”

He turned around and saw me. “What?”

I beamed brighter and yelled again.

“My name is Salena!”

“Salena?” His voice brought me back to present day.

“You remember me?”

He let out a cheery laugh. “Of course I remember you! I told you, your note was the only reason we found Bullhop so fast that day.”

“But that was years ago.” I sighed in disbelief as he helped me to my feet.

“And? No face has ever escaped ol’ Neon Leon’s noggon!” He proudly pointed to his brain. I debated telling him the word was noggin.

We heard voices in the distance.

“PUNCHING LIKE A BOSS!!”

“I SWEAR ONE DAY I’LL TURN YOU ALL INTO STEW!”

“GUYS! He wants to turn me into stew!”

“Mikey, that’s not a good thing.”

“Says you! I’d make a delicious stew, thank you very much, Dee!”

“Welp, duty calls! Let’s get you to safety.” With that, he opened a blue portal and pulled me through it to a nearby rooftop. So his swords can teleport and open portals??

“You think you can keep this bag with you?”

I managed to nod.

He gave a smirk and stepped back through his portal to rejoin the battle.

“Leo! Where’s the bag?”

“And the person who stole the bag?” I could still hear red and purple speak.

“Relax, they’re a friend, they’re keeping the bag safe.”

“A new friend?! OMIGOSH!!” Orange seemed excited

The fight picked up fiercer than before. It was hard to keep up with the turtles and the chaos of their weapons. Orange flames, purple lasers, sheathing metal. The ground shook at every red flash. All the while, the air filled with lively laughter and jokes.

Pig man wasn’t going down easy, either. He pounded his giant spiky mallet, probably matching the force of red’s hits. I know they’re experienced fighters and all, but I felt a bit useless sitting around and doing nothing. I looked around for some way I could help.

Luckily, something caught my attention. On the left side of the roof, I could see a pile of bricks laying around. More than perfect for knocking out a mutant. Now the question is how to get them down.

I saw a flash of blue out the corner of my eye.

Bingo.

Screaming at the top of my lungs, hoping my voice wouldn’t be drowned out, I called out to him.

“Blue! Hey, blue up here!”

He followed my voice to where I was, looking a bit confused and worried I was giving myself away.

I pointed to the brick in my hand. “Make a portal on top of him!”

I saw his face light up as he understood my plan. “Great idea!”

As he dashed off, a blue portal opened near me. I rushed around the roof, grunting as I pushed the bricks in. Blue threw a sword in the air, appeared right above the pig, and opened the other side of the portal, letting all the bricks rain down on him. They all looked a bit surprised seeing around 8 or 10 bricks hit him on the head, blue included. Yeah, sure, maybe pushing all of them in was a bit overkill but seeing how crazy powerful this guy was, I didn’t want to risk it.

And boy, was he out cold. The four turtles made their way up the roof, I presume to get the bag of poison.

I glanced back down at the pig “So like…he’s not dead is he?”

“Meatsweats? Nah that guy’s handled way worse.” Blue said strangely casually. “Good thinking with the bricks, btdubs.”

I’d appreciate the compliment more but I was still struggling to figure out what could possibly be worse than bricks to the head.

“Yeah, thanks for your help back there with the poison, too.” red rubbed his neck and gave a sweet smile. For a big guy he seems awfully friend-shaped.

“I’m Raph. These are my brothers Leo, Mikey, and Donnie.” Leo struck a pose, Mikey waved like his life depended on it, and Donnie…well he was just on his phone with his shell turned towards me. It’s a cool shell, at least. I never noticed it wasn’t a real one before.

“I’m Salena. Nice to meet you all.”

People used to tell me I ask too many questions so I got into the habit of just keeping my tongue bit. But I would’ve exploded if I didn’t seize the moment today to find out what the hell was going on. I’m bad at social situations, anyway, might as well be on purpose.

“So if you don’t mind me asking…What are you? How do you exist? Where’d you get your weapons? Did you make your shell yourself? Who was that guy? Can I see what’s in this bag?”

“AHEM! I’m glad you asked!” Donnie turned his attention towards me, dramatically answering my questions. “We, weird human, are the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (trademark). And yes, my battle shell is indeed Genius Built technology. Made this baby when I was twelve.”

“We’re mutant turtles!-”

“Literally just said that in the name Micheal”

“Still think Mad Dogz was better.”

“-And we were made in Draxum’s lab to take over the world back when he was going through his ‘bad boy’ phase but we ended up being heroes instead. Pretty cool right?”

“Hey, inquiry for you actually, why’d you help us anyway?”

I awkwardly answered Donnie, telling them about my luck of random mutants frequently passing by my window. Apparently some of them were Yōkai, Raph said there was a whole Hidden City of them and a doorway leading to it near where I lived. I was a little surprised at how happy they all looked listening to me talk. Usually I’d be told to shut up by now so this was a nice change of pace.

“What happened to your arm?” Leo pointed to the wound on my forearm.

“Oh. That explains why it felt so sore. I guess I scraped against a wall or something? It’s fine, though, I’ll patch it up when I get home.”

“No way. You helped us, we help you. Let the professional do his magic.”

Leo took out some supplies from his pouch. I sat on the edge and let him work on my arm while the rest - mostly Donnie - info dumped their stories to me. At first it was a way to distract me from the initial sting of my cuts being cleaned but it wasn’t long until they got carried away with their storytelling. They told me about their mutation at the lab, how they found out, their two dads and other human friends. The oozequitoes, as they called them, were what made them and all the other mutants. It’s crazy to think these guys were made as literal military weapons considering they’re now wacky vigilantes.

“Voilà! Look and be amazed!”

“Woah! You weren’t kidding when you said professional.” I admired Leo’s bandaging on my arm. It was clean and neat, tight enough to be secure but not turning my fingers blue or anything. Much better job than I would’ve done.

The full moon was beautiful tonight. Unfortunately, it reminded me where I should be at this time.

“Well, I’m really enjoying talking to guys but I should probably go home. I don’t even wanna know how late it is”

“What? But can’t you stay a little longer?” Mikey, who was practically vibrating this whole time, suddenly stopped dead in his tracks. He looked so dejected it made my heart hurt. Raph attempted to comfort him.

“They probably have school Mike. Maybe we can hang out another time, if you’re up for it?”

“REALLY- I mean, yes, yeah. That sounds lovely!” Stay civil, Salena.

“Hey before you go, you should really try one of these.” Leo opened the poison bag and took out a pizza puff? “They are absolutely delicious.”

Poison or not, pizza puff’s a pizza puff.

“NO!“ Unfortunately, Raph slapped the treat out of my hand before I could plop it in my mouth.

We bid our farewells and Mikey handed me a paper with their numbers on it paired with some cute doodles of them. After telling him where to go, Leo opened a portal to my room. I know you’re not supposed to tell strangers your address and it did feel a little weird but a portal was the fastest way home. No way I’m hoofing it this late in the night. I love New York but not that much.

Sitting on my bed now, I observed the blue turtle as he was getting ready to go back. The red stripes around his eyes made me realize he was a red-eared slider, I read about them back when I was six or seven I think.

“Hey Leo?”

“Yeah?”

I smiled. “It was nice running into you again.”

He gave his signature smirk “Funny how life works, ay?”

He waved and fell back into his portal. I closed my eyes for a bit, then grabbed my sketchbook.

Placing Mikey’s doodles on a blank page, I wrote down their respective eye colors.

Green, brown, yellow, blue.

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