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meeludrawz · 2 years ago

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It's not your baby - Part 1

My TMNT au doesn't have an actual name ANYWHO *Ahem* I was bored so I'm writing this little thing hereuh (I'm also writing it the way I imagined it in my head so don't u dare say I have bad grammar or shit like that, I know, I did it on purpose lmao) ------------------------------------------------------------

"I have good news but also bad news" Donnie walked out of his lab/room. "Which one do you want?" His brothers were all standing in the middle of the lair. Leo took some steps forward before Mikey could even open his mouth. "Bad news first" He answered Donnie while putting a hand on Mikey's shoulder to reassure him. "Elina needs a c-section as soon as possible-" "WHAT?!" Mikey interrupted Donnie by running to him and grabbing his shoulders. "IS SHE OKAY?! IS THE BABY OKAY?!" He shook his older purple brother before turning around. "What's a c-section?" "You've gotta be fucking stupid" Raph sighed in annoyance. "It's another way to get the baby out of the stomach, it's some kind of surgery" Leo explained as much as he could so Mikey could understand. "Not exactly that but yeah, I guess" Nodded Donnie as he thanked Leo, with a nod. "Anyways, as I was saying, Elina needs a c-section as soon as possible or else that will put both her and the baby in danger" "Then what are you waiting for? Save 'em" Raph added, raising a brow. The purple-masked turtle hesitated. "What's wrong?" Asked Leo after seeing the look on his brother's face.

"I can't just open her stomach like that! There are multiple procedures and I'm not an obstetrician!" "A what" Raph and Mikey asked simultaneously, confused. Donnie looked at their leader and even Leo looked confused so he facepalmed "It's the guy who does the surgery" he groaned.

"But- But dude you know lots!" Mikey started, trying to find some examples. "You saved Leo's life!" He couldn't find anything else. "You saved us so many times!" Facing Donatello, he looked down. "Can't you save them? For me?" "Mikey, it's dangerous! I could kill them both, I never did this before! I'm sorry Mikey but I just can't do anything to save them both"

Some tears started to form in Mikey's eyes. His older brothers instantly saw them. "Mike.." The orange-masked turtle raised his face towards Donnie. "Save both of them!!" He begged as he cried. "We're NINJAS Don!! We SAVE LIVES" "Ninjas are heroes Mikey!! Not doctors!!" The two of them got a little bit too close to each other. Luckily, Elina was under a sedative, their voices wouldn't wake her up.

"Doctors are heroes too!! They save lives too!! Why can't you do it?! Why can't you see that there is no difference?!" Mikey, out of rage, pushed Donnie. Raph and Leo gasped in worry. Donnie was also shocked but flames were burning in his eyes, he was pissed. "Okay that's enough" The leader tried to separate them before it was too late. But they didn't listen, Donnie pushed back his younger brother. "I said enough!" Once again, the younger brothers didn't listen and they started fighting each other. Leo threw a glance at Raph and they both immediately separated the younger two. "HOW CAN YOU BE SO HEARTLESS?! THAT'S MY BABY IN THERE!!" Mikey screamed as the tears were flooding his face. "THAT'S NOT YOUR BABY!!" The room immediately fell silent. Mikey, Raph and Leo's eyes widened in shock. Raph and Leo let go of the younger ones and the orange-masked turtle stormed out.

----------------------------------------------------------------------- Who wants part 2? I want part 2, you'll get part 2 Also, it's not cuz Donnie doesn't wanna but because he's scared. He never "opened" someone's belly before, ya know? He knows that if he fucks up, he knows it'll affect Mikey. (Mostly if it kills Elina and her baby)

Elina Watson belongs to me and can be first seen >here<

Also Leo, Raph and Donnie still don't get how the frick Mikey has a girlfriend AND a kid before any of them Raph didn't step in at first because damn, Mikey and Donnie fighting? 👁️👄👁️🍿 And Leo.. Well, he was shocked to even see his younger brother acting like an adult so he just kinda froze

@ackalice Might interest u? Idk sorry for the ping ^^''

#tmnt oc #tmnt #lore #lil writing that I had in mind #my writing #tmnt oneshot

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stars-in-our-oceans · 11 months ago

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In this catatosphere + vamp!bea 👁️

In this catastrophe

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Ava

As she came to, Ava was jarringly met with the realization of where she was and what happened to get her there in the first place. Of course she could play it off as it being just any other day, but she couldn’t, not after witnessing just how abnormal this day truly was.

No one told them this was going to happen anyways no news station or emergency broadcast could’ve prepared them for the shitshow that was the earthquake that ravaged the subway system she, and many other people, were in when it happened.

As she saw it now, Ava knew there was no way out being encased in the carnage that lay bare all around her. It probably weighed a ton, all of the rubble leftover, to make everything worse.

However, that is not what struck Ava the most, no it was the girl laying not even a few meager inches from her unresponsive. She was bleeding from the fucking head too. Ava tried not to panic, but if the girl beside her had a head injury then Ava needed her lucid immediately. So, reaching over, making sure her touch was gentle, she shook the girl by her shoulder.

“Hey.” Ava allowed her voice to increase in volume, if only by a bit. “You really gotta wake up dude, your head isn’t looking good…” Ava darted her eyes around. “…and I’d rather have some company down here.

The girl stirred imperceptibly, and then immediately bolted upwards howling in pain as she grabbed her head writhing in barely suppressed agony.

“Hey!” Ava yelled with a start. You don’t need to be sitting up you hurt your head, please lay the fuck back down before your brains shoot outta your nose or something, holy fuck!”

The girl could only whip her head around at the sound of Ava’s voice reverberating off of the walls. It was then that Ava saw her face, she was breathtaking, but that was all clouded over by the unabashed fear lining her features like lead. The girl's face scrunched up frowning as she saw the state of Ava, not even bothered to hide her expressions. She however stayed silent, opting to set her heavy gaze on Ava while pointing at Ava’s right arm. The girl then frowned even deeper as Ava looked at her confused.

“Wha- my arm?” Ava looked at the girl a little incredulous to say the least.

However, that look soon turned to abject horror when Ava looked over to see the gnarled base of the beginnings of her forearm and the giant chunks of rubble crushing it. She could see her hand, but it was a mixture of scarlet red blood oozing from her wrist along with violet tendrils running throughout her hand showing the lack of circulation. Though, most gut wrenching of all, she couldn’t move her fingers.

Ava was flooded by emotions, none good at the state of her arm. She took a shuddering breath in, then one, then two but they were coming too fast, off tempo, burrowing flowing oxygen in her chest like an icy grip wrapping around her heart and squeezing until Ava had no choice but to wheeze a sob out she wasn’t aware she was holding. Girl beside her completely forgot as she tried to reason with not being able to move a limb again, she thought that part of her life was over. That it passed her by when she learned how to walk again. She was so fucking wrong.

Trapped in the icy vortex of her memories, Ava was now hyperventilating, and the girl beside her immediately took notice and began guiding Ava’s gaze back to her. Ava found herself frozen in the soft grasp and equally soft gaze the girl had on Ava, but it didn’t do much to dampen the sheer panic taking her entire body over.

Until the girl finally spoke. “I need you to tell me your name?” She spoke with a soft British accent that caressed Ava’s ears like a well kept secret just for her.

“W-what?” Ava Stuttered trying to ignore the pain in her arm, and choking on her saliva.

“Your name?” The girl patiently asked again, her gaze still as soft as her voice.

“M- Ava, Ava’s my name.” Ava could only sob harder as her teeth began to chatter.

It’d be kinda funny that this girl was in way worse shape than her, yet still trying her damnedest to help Ava feel better. But laughing now would be impossible.

“My Name is Beatrice, but you can call me Bea. Can I grab your hand Ava?”

“Y-yes.”

So Beatrice did just that, and gripped it. It did wonders to calm Ava, if only just a bit. As she held Ava’s working hand she brought it to the ground and rubbed it against the surface they were sitting on.

“Feel that? That’s the platform of the subway station. See how it gets your fingers dusty with residue when you touch it?” Beatrice said, bringing Ava’s hand back up to face her as soon as she finished her statement. “See that?”

Ava could only weakly nod in response. Tears still gushing from her eyes and rough sniffles accompanying them.

Beatrice then entangled their fingers, continuing the grounding technique she was using for Ava.

“Now, do you feel the callousess on my fingers? I played violin when I was a child, and those are proof of it. They may be a huge contrast to the feeling of the rest of my hands though.” Beatrice now had a bit of a thoughtful expression on her face, but quickly shook her head looking back at Ava with a gaze that would’ve had Ava weak in the knees if the situation were different.

Ava tried taking a few steadying breaths as allowed herself to gaze upon bea’s face, squeezing the girl's hand not once, not twice, but three times signaling to the girl that she understood. Ava was able to calm her breathing down to an only mildly panicked pace during her time being comforted by Beatrice.

As Beatrice tried to continue her speech began to falter, stopping fully as she clamped her eyes shut and grit her teeth in concentration. When Bea opened her eyes again she was visibly sweating looking like she’d either throw up or pass out any minute. Ava could see the amount of exertion Bea was putting into ignoring her own injuries in favor of Ava’s. So Ava, feeling the fear of being a burden, started working even harder on steadying her breathing so she could tell Bea to lay her head down in her lap, and allow herself to rest.

When Ava got her panic attack to a more manageable pace, she released her grip from Bea’s feeling the loss immediately, then pulled up the collar of her shirt to wipe her face. When she got done she looked over to see bea’s eyes trying to close slowly.

Fearing her falling asleep with a head injury, Ava frantically snapped in Beatrice’s face trying desperately to wake the girl up. Bea’s eyes snapped back into focus, leveling Ava’s own eyes as she did so. And like the flicker of a lightbulb Beatrice’s expression immediately changed. She was awake, yes, but entirely different. Almost like she was in a trance

“Who are you?” She snapped, Ava habitually shrunk back at the bass in her tone. “Mother said no one is allowed here, and that I am only allowed to study till curfew.”

“I-I’m Ava, we just met in the subway. You’re hurt Bea and need to lay down.”

“Did you not hear me?” Beatrice was still speaking in a trance-like state. “Mother Said I need to study, and you are disturbing me. Mother won’t be happy, please leave.” Her eyes welled with tears as she pleaded with Ava to go somewhere else.

“Oh, Bea, Ava’s eyes began to glisten as she regarded a version of Beatrice who seemed to be reverting back to a childlike state due to her head injury, and maybe even trauma. “I promise your mom won’t be mad if you lay down in my lap Bea, you’re only going to relax so your head will feel better, okay?”

Ava, seeing tears streaming down her face, brought her hand up to wipe them away as Bea swayed in and out of consciousness. She then grabbed her hand as Beatrice came out of the trance she was in.

“Ava? I’m scared.” Beatrice expressed before she looked upon Ava with raw sadness in her eyes.

“I know. I am too, but you’re not alone in this. We’ll get through it together.” She then guided Beatrice into her lap, adjusting her head, and still holding her hand as Beatrice cried herself back into an unconscious slumber.

If Ava couldn’t stop Bea from falling asleep, the least she could do is allow her comfort and hope for her to wake up again.

Vamp!bea

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As soon as Beatrice turned her head, she caught a glimpse of it…

And then before she knew it Beatrice’s back was hitting the ground, hard.

As she sputtered and wheezed for breath Beatrice came face to face with something straight out of the nightmares she’d have a kid.

Beatrice couldn’t help but scream as the thing began straddling her hips, hands laying on either side of her shoulders with the intention of holding her down.

Despite her terror, Beatrice was immediately drawn to the creatures glowing irises of gold that starred in awe at Beatrice’s brown ones.

“Stop screaming, I’m not going to kill you, just change you! You’d make such a pretty addition to my collection.” The voice of the creature was soft and velvety, and Beatrice immediately began to get lost in it.

So without much of a fight, she gave into the creature's demand.

“W-what do you mean… change me?” Beatrice finally spoke while trying her damndest to keep her voice steady.

Then she all but failed when the creature’s claws? dug deeply into her shoulders causing her to whimper in turn.

“Oh my sweet, sweet precious girl. I only seek to make you better, but please no more talking. It ruins the fun when you ask questions, love.”

Beatrice began to tremble when her voice left her. Tears immediately began to fall not soon after.

Beatrice had never felt so violated in her entire life.

But it intrigued her nonetheless.

“Oh dear.” The creature said with a crestfallen look accompanying her features.

She then pulled a clawed hand from Beatrice’s shoulder- - causing the girl to rather abruptly wince- - wiping the tears from Beatrice's face.

This caused Beatrice’s blood from the creature's claws to drip upon her face, mixing with her tears.

“Oh, my, that won’t do. Sorry my love, let me clean you up.” The creature smiled, fangs on display as she leaned down and began to lick Beatrice’s face in order to clean the blood off of her.

Then she licked her fingers, paying mind to getting the blood off of each digit as she continued to watch Beatrice deep wonder.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! You taste devine!” The creature said as she pulled her last finger from her mouth with an audible pop.

When she was done, Beatrice tried to jerk away which only prompted the creature to hold her jaw in place with her newly cleaned hand.

And for extra measure, the creature dug her claws a little deeper into the flesh of Beatrice’s shoulder.

Beatrice could only hiss in pain as she wrenched her eyes closed.

“Darling, that won’t do, I need you to open your eyes for me okay? Or this will become unpleasant really quickly.”

Beatrice, too afraid to assume what could possibly be worse than what was already happening, unwillingly complied.

“There you are my love. Now where were we? Ah! Yes, I am going to change you. Relax okay? This will only take a moment.” The creature said in amusement as she smiled once again down at Beatrice.

However, with bloodied lips curling around sharpened canine like fangs, it began to look more like a snarl than a smile to Beatrice.

This time it was different though. The creature's irises only grew more intense in their glowing hue, while her fangs grew larger in size. Before Beatrice could even comprehend what was happening to her, the creature was biting down hard on her neck.

Beatrice’s body immediately seized up, all previous exhaustion forgotten. With eyes significantly wilder, all Beatrice could do was groan as she fisted her hands into the mud beneath her, begging for something to hold onto. The sensation she felt was unlike anything she’d ever felt before, it wasn’t unbearable, nor bearable, but oddly she wanted more of whatever was happening to her.

Grabbing at the mud wasn’t enough, she needed something or someone more solid to grasp onto. Beatrice immediately grabbed a fistful of the creature's hair, and wrapping her other hand around its back began to pull them closer to which the creature responded by biting her harder.

Beatrice choked out a whimper, the sensation becoming more intense by the second. Whatever was in the creature's bite was overriding every nerve ending in Beatrice’s body, and she was enthralled by it.

It was like Beatrice’s life force was playing a dangerous game of tug-of-war. Her body freezing, tremors causing her limbs to spasm every few seconds before reverting back to steady but violent shaking. While her mind had never felt clearer, her eyes seeing things she never could’ve seen with the eyes she had before this incident occurred.

Beatrice was lost in this euphoric feeling for who knows how long, but something occurred to her in that moment that ripped her from her stupor.

Ava.

#I’ve never written a concussion/TBI bare w/ meeeee

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