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phoebepheebsphibs · 8 months ago

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What does the bad timeline au look like for your boys 👀

OOOOH, here we go!

(So, I did hint to this in the NFIF/UIFY Crossover when DvD met Omega, and Omega ran a simulation to see what DvD's future would be like. It was a general explanation, but I'm gonna go deeper into detail now --)

2020: So, first off, the Krang attack in 2020, same as in canon. Leon, 'Phael, Mikey, and DvD manage to survive the invasion by some miracle. For the first year, they just focus on staying alive and hidden from the aliens, but by the end of that first year the reunite with April and their friends and discover the beginnings of the Resistance. (Karai was separated from them all as well, but no one has seen her yet and so they all assume she's dead.)

2023-2025: Several years pass, and there is still no sign of Karai. While the boys are out doing a supply raid, they get ambushed by a Krang attack and are caught in a collapsing building. 'Phael freezes in panic and Leon takes a hit to rescue him, though the two are trapped in rubble together as they wait for Mikey and DvD to dig them out. However... Leon doesn't have that long, and encourages Raph as the leader of their family to stay strong and take care of Mikey and Donnie and April and everyone else...

Leo dies, having saved Raphael.

2025-2030: The three mourn their brother, but do their best to help lead the Resistance. In 2026, Cass gives birth to a son, and 'Phael helps her to raise the child. However, during these five years, tragedy strikes again. Michelangelo's hypoglycemia has been acting up due to the low rations, and in spite of their promptings to take care of himself, Mikey has been intentionally skipping meals so the others can take his rations, effectively starving himself. That, coupled with the injuries he gets from his ninpo overdrive, finally takes its toll on his frail body.

Mikey starves to death.

2030-2035: After Mikey's death, Donnie and Raph have a hard time staying cheerful. And to add to the grief, Cassandra dies in battle as well. But some good comes to light, as the group receives word of a lone stranger roaming New York and saving survivors while battling the Krang. After investigating, they discover that Karai has survived and become something of a folk hero! She joins their Resistance, bringing her own group of survivors with her. During this time, Raphael has grown to be a force to be reckoned with, and even the leader of the Resistance! Donatello is working around the clock to create weapons and grow nutritional, non-contaminated plants that they can eat safely. It's hard work, but no one said the end of the world was easy. DvD discovers a formula and equation that may work for time-travel, but he is unsure... he starts to build the machine.

2035-2044: The Resistance is not looking good. They can barely go above ground anymore without being picked off and slaughtered. The food and supplies are running low. 'Phael realizes that the end is coming, and there may be no escape. He has Donnie work full-time on the time machine, as it is their last hope. The Resistance grows smaller and smaller with each passing month, until it seems like it's just Raph, DvD, April, Karai, and Casey Jones Jr., along with a few special people like Big Mama Frida Kahlo. Finally, in 2044, the Krang find their hideout and begin to slaughter the last of the Resistance. Raph has CJ and Donnie evacuate into the labs with the time machine, and while Raph holds them off, Donnie begins to power the machine with his ninpo and what little electricity they have left. Raph instructs Casey on what to do, that he's sending him back in time -- not necessarily to stop the Krang, but more importantly to save Casey from the attack. If nothing else, Casey must survive. If Raph can do nothing else but make sure that his boy sees a world without war, where he is healthy... that will be enough for him. That will redeem his mistakes, how he let his brothers die because of his failures and fear. Casey has to live. He tells him to find his family, warn them, and to find his sister as well, because she -- Suddenly the Krang break into the room, and Casey is thrown into the time machine. Dee's ninpo goes into overdrive and powers the machine, though it costs him his life. Raph manages to hold the Krang off until the machine does it's duty, and then...

Raph and Donnie die sending Casey Jones Jr. into the past.

And yes, I did cry writing this.

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #tutant meenage neetle teetles #until i found you #until i found you au #rottmnt until i found you #rottmnt leo #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt raph #rottmnt casey jr #bad timeline #rottmnt bad future #rottmnt bad timeline #writing angst #rottmnt fanfiction

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hell0-gh0st · 14 hours ago

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Movies for the girls who wants to fell something ♡₊⁺

(check the TW )

- The Virgin suicides (1999)

- White oleander (2002)

- Black Swan (2010)

- Girl interrupted (1999)

- Drop dead gorgeous (1999)

- Dirty girls (2000)

- Bones and all (2022)

- Gone girl (2014)

- Thirteen (2003)

- Jennyfer's body (2009)

- American beauty (1999)

- Carrie (1976)

- The loved ones (2009)

- Tragedy girls (2017)

- American Mary (2012)

- Welcolme to the dollhouse (1995)

- The substance (2024)

- Ghostland (2018)

- Valley of dolls (1967)

- Lady bird (2017)

- I,Tonya (2017)

- Hereditary (2018)

- Candy (2006)

- Requiem for a dream (2000)

- Priscilla (2023)

- Pearl (2022)

- Mysterious skin (2004)

- Buffalo 66 (1998)

- Donnie darko (2001)

- Midsommar (2019)

- Possession (1981)

- Palo alto (2013)

- Kids (1995)

- Christiane f (1981)

- Raw (2016)

- May (2002)

- Heather (1988)

- Ginger Snaps (2000)

- Tamara (the horror one, 2005)

- All Cheerleader die (2013)

- Saint Maud (2019)

- Stoker (2013)

- Orphan (2009)

- Heavenly creature (1994)

- Suspiria (1977 & 2018)

- The red shoes (1948)

- Repulsion (1965)

- Prozac nation (2001)

- Clockwork orange (1972)

- Fight club (1999)

- Leon (1994)

- Lolita (1962 & 1997)

- Noce blanche (1989)

- Lost in translation (2003)

- My Beautiful boy (2018)

- I believe in unicorns (2014)

- The Florida project (2017)

- The lovely bones (2009)

- Ripe (1996)

- Marie Antoinette (2006)

- Mustang (2015)

- Miss violence (2013)

- Daisies (1966)

- Ghost world (2001)

- Fantastic mr fox (2009)

- Juno (2007)

- Lilya 4 ever (2002)

- Gia (1998)

- The perfume (2006)

- To the bone (2017)

- Joker (2019)

- The perks of being a wallflower (2012)

- The crush (1993)

- Fishbowl (2020)

- Down in the valley (2005)

- Brokeback mountain (2005)

- Mother! (2017)

- Dancer in the dark (2000)

- Speak (2004)

- Sharing the Secret (2000)

- Amélie (2001)

- Tart (2001)

- Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind (2004)

- all the bright places (2020)

- little miss sunshine (2006)

- As you are (2016)

- Dazed and confused (1993)

- Dead poets society (1989)

- My girl (1991)

- 10 things i hate about you (1999)

- Aftersun (2022)

- 5 feet apart (2019)

- Little women (2019)

- The pianist (2002)

- Where the crawdads sing (2022)

- La la land (2016)

- The glass castle (2017)

- 500 days of summer (2009)

- Uptown girls (2003)

- Call me by your name (2017)

- V for Vendetta (2005)

- The pictures of Dorian Gray (2009, The book is so much better)

- Waves (2019)

- Manchester by the sea (2016)

- A silent voice (2016)

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leaskisses444 · 1 year ago

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randoms ੭ৎ my band. music. writing. painting. reading. plants. cats. language learning (russian, latin, english, turkish, german & french). playing the only 3 songs i know how to play on my piano. journaling. making moodboards. pinterest-ing. winter. spring. working out. tea. candles. the seaside. star shaped things. fashion magazines (theyre so pretty, ok). nighttime. ribbons. anna sui bags and purses. perfume. italian food. spotify playlists. money. photo albums. good hair days. shopping !!!

music ੭ৎ the weeknd. arctic monkeys. isabel la rosa. artemas. montel fish. lana del rey. mazzy star. taylor swift. sabrina carpenter. guns n roses. nirvana. ramones. pink pantheress. beabadoobee. radiohead. deftones. tv girl. mitski. cigarettes after sex. childish gambino. steve lacy. tyler the creator. chase atlantic. the neighbourhood. beach house. marina. faye webster. fleetwood mac. suki waterhouse childish gambino. måneskin. eminem. ten tonnes. delights. clairo. bôa. boy pablo. joker out. buc kesidi. zabranjeno pusenje. prljavo kazaliste. crvena jabuka. bajaga & instruktori. <3

movies & shows ੭ৎ fight club. american pyscho. black swan. whiplash. fallen angels. pulp fiction. donnie darko. the sixth sense. grease. dirty dancing. pride and prejudice. 500 days of summer. jennifers body. amelie. perks of being a wallflower. diary of a whimpy kid rodrick rules. the edge of love. 10 things i hate about you. clueless. almost famous. the dreamers. a rainy day in ny. leon the proffesional. peaky blinders. dead poets society. atonement. pretty woman. friends. gilmore girls. criminal minds. seinfeld. wild child. marie antoinette. the love witch. red eye.

#new intro post #intro post #(the old one is still on my blog so if u want to find it use the previous tag <3)

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dandylovesturtles · 1 year ago

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okay okay so can I ask for a treat with imbi leo and a future leo :3

This is about to be extremely self-indulgent lol. And maybe a little OOC but at this point in IMBI Leo's not really feeling up to his normal jokester schtick.

CW: brief talk of "giving up" and becoming a ghost forever, mention of family being dead but in a non-traumatic sense

set in the first part of chapter 14

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The place he lands is warm and quiet, well-lit but not bright, formless but still small and cozy. Leo feels calmer than he has in weeks, a deep, soft peace washing over him.

He knows he's not alone; looking around, he spots the other occupant. Head and shoulders taller than Leo, face creased by trials but also laughter, missing an arm but still looking at him with a bright spark in his eye.

Himself, over twenty years older.

Leo comes closer, and his doppelganger smiles at him, calm and reassuring.

"You're... Master Leonardo."

The older turtle chuckles. "I'm not your sensei; just Leonardo is fine. Maybe Leon, if you want."

Leo comes closer, until he's standing within arm's reach of Leonardo. "Sooo... is this a dream, or what?"

Leonardo's smile flickers, but doesn't go away. "You took a little bit of a break from consciousness; you're dissociating pretty hard, champ." He shakes his head. "But no, I'm not a dream. Turns out, Hamato "ancestor" is defined pretty loosely."

He holds his only hand out for Leo, who hesitates. "I can't..."

"Hey, it's okay." Leonardo beckons with his finger. "I can see you. We're talking. You don't think this will work, too?"

That's some logic he can't deny. Still, he's hesitant as he reaches out and puts his hand in Leonardo's palm. It's even bigger than Raph's, he thinks, and he wonders how huge his brother will get in the future.

Leonardo wraps his fingers around Leo's hand and gives a light tug, pulling him closer; the shock of it, that he actually can be touched, makes Leo jump. "Hey, it's alright," says Leonardo soothingly. He urges Leo to settle down in his lap, but Leo hesitates. If he does, it'll be obvious how bad he wants a hug.

Unsurprisingly, Leonardo sees right through him. "Who are you trying to be cool for?" he asks, his voice lightly teasing. "It's just us here."

Again, he can't argue with that logic.

Leo sits in Leonardo's lap, and immediately his older counterpart wraps his one arm around him. Leo can't help the full body shiver that runs over him at the touch, nor can he help but nuzzle into Leonardo's plastron. Leonardo chuckles again, voice warm and kind, and rubs Leo's arm and shoulder. The calm that's been present since he arrived here grows deeper, stronger, and Leo lets out a long, content sigh.

He loves and appreciates Donnie from the bottom of his heart, but there's something about being totally wrapped up in a hug like this that makes him feel safer than anything.

"We've all been watching you, you know," says Leonardo after he's let Leo sit and soak up the contact for a few minutes.

"Oh." Leo grimaces. "That's... kinda embarrassing."

"Don't be embarrassed. Everyone's so proud of you."

Leo presses his face into Leonardo's chest, hiding from whatever stares he may be getting. "Haven't done much to be proud of."

"Hey, hey, no." Leonardo takes him by the shoulders and pulls him back, enough to look in his face. "You're doing so good, champ. You're doing so good."

"According to you," says Leo. "And we've always been kinda full of ourselves."

"Okay, one, you know that's not entirely true." Leonardo pulls him in close again, rubbing his shell. It feels nice. "And two, it's not just me. I meant it; the whole family is proud of you. The ones on my side, and the ones taking care of you right now."

There's a sudden lump in his throat, and Leo swallows harshly around it.

"...I gave up," he admits softly, his voice ragged. "I gave up in there. I wanted to... wanted to stay like this."

"Ah, kid..." Leonardo pulled him closer, wrapping him as securely as one arm could hold him. "You were being hurt. You just wanted the pain to stop. That's not giving up."

"But I did. I really... really thought I was just going to..."

"No you didn't. You thought about it, then you got back up." Leonardo gives him a light squeeze. "That's all we want, Leo. For you to get back up."

"Getting up's hard."

"I know. But you did it."

"How'd you do it?" Leo shifts so he can look up at Leonardo. "All those years. How'd you get back up every time?"

Leonardo tilts his head. "It was hard for me, too. But I think you already know why. I didn't want to be without them." He smiles encouragingly. "And they didn't want to be without me."

Leo sniffs. Curls himself back up against Leonardo.

"Thought it wasn't supposed to be about me."

"Some things are about you, champ," Leonardo assures him. "This? This is very much about you. And that's okay."

Leo sniffs again. Feels his eyes burn.

"I should... probably go back, huh?"

"Don't push yourself. I'm here for you, and they're taking good care of you out there."

Leo nods. Shifts to get more comfortable.

"...Maybe I'll hang out a little longer."

"Sure thing, champ. As long as you need."

#dandy fanfiction #fic: i may be invisible but i still look good #dandy trick or treat #rottmnt #rise leo #future leo #I love the headcanon of future Leo calling little Leo champ that's so cute #let him be the champion!! he deserves it!

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mismatchedtwins · 3 months ago

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Mismatched Twins - Take Five

“I cannot believe you’re blaming me for this.”

Donnie ducks under a low point in the metal where the roof caves, running a hand along the vines as they go deeper still. More appear the longer that they travel, clinging to the walls and lying at their feet. He hadn’t sensed a trace of any Krang creatures since they’d stood outside. He doesn’t know whether to be disappointed or grateful.

Leon’s voice carries on endlessly as he trails behind him, always with the same accusing note, so Donnie doesn’t feel the least bit guilty for the past several minutes of silent treatment. Donnie offered to let him rest. He’s the only reason that he’s not. He wants to be a liar and cheat then he can take his punishment like a man.

Then again, if he’d been right about that creature…

Donnie rubs his arms for the tenth time. The last thing that he wants to deal with is anything else altering his body against his will.

Not to mention his poor, brilliant brain.

The rocks that patter in front of his feet pause before they resume noise from a distance, so Donnie crouches.

He flings an arm out when Leon tries to walk past, knocking his momentum back. His companion flails before falling on his butt, barely missing a breath of complaint, “-the one who designed it! So- so really, you did this! Who locks his phone for fourty-six hours! On purpose! Huh?! Who does that?!”

“It’s a security precaution.” He snaps as he glares in the direction of the increasingly pathetic whines. “I have important stuff on there that not just anyone can get their hands on.”

“But two days?!”

“I need the time to track it down and get it back.” He gets out his grapple. “Or blow it up.” He aims randomly. “Which ever comes first.”

“Stuff like what? Game scores?” He gasps, affronted. “You’re being unreasonably cruel over videogame scores?!”

“Like GPS locations that I’d rather the creeps’s trying to kill us didn’t get their hands on?” The grapple hits the ground. “Hmm. Okay, get your shell over here.”

“Why? So you can shove me again?”

“I didn’t shove you.” He mutters. “You were about to walk off a drop. You’re welcome.”

“You could have been nicer about it.” The misery in his voice shifts to mild curiosity. Now Donnie’s forced to wonder if he was intentionally being that annoying. “How deep is it?”

“Not too far.” The grapple clicks into place. “But I wouldn’t recommend jumping in your condition.”

“So we turn back?”

“Of course not.” Donnie clicks on the phone light. Leon hisses and rolls away from it, crouching like some kind of feral creature. “I’m seeing where the vines lead. It’s the first source of life that I’ve seen. I’m going to find out how it’s thriving.”

“What if we don't?” Leon volunteers as he crawls over and peeks down the drop. “I don’t think these things like turtles.”

“It’s vegetation.” Donnie dismisses as he points the phone. There are more vines curled at the bottom, but they don’t look very threatening. “Oooh, spooky. Do you need a nightlight?”

He holds out the phone and Leon swipes it back. “Yeah, you joke about it now, but we’ll see who’s laughing when they slither into your skin and try to kill you.”

He smirks. "I thought you weren't scared?"

"I'm not!"

“Uh huh. You know, you sound exactly like my brother when he talks about cockroaches.” Donnie tugs on a vine. It doesn't react in the slightest. It also feels sturdy, so he follows it to the end, bracing his feet against the rock edge. “Look. See? They’re harmless.”

“I think you misspoke deadly. Dead-ly.”

“They haven’t hurt us yet.” Donnie teases, amused by the lost bravo. “Where’s your sense of adventure?”

“Outside the cave.” Leon points the light. “Let’s go get it.”

Donnie raises an eye ridge and then jumps. Leon yelps and the light momentarily scatters above as Donnie hops his way down. Leon shouts after him, and then keeps shouting, but he’s happily ignored as Donnie makes contact with the ground. He rubs his aching shoulder, feet crushing something that crunches with each step.

Donnie crouches to run three fingers over the suddenly brittle texture, debating the nest of vines beneath his feet. He looks up as Leon slides down beside him, gripping the vine with one hand, and Donnie plucks the phone from his grasp.

“Oh, good. You conquered your fears. Congrats.”

“Well, when nothing tried to eat you…” Leon shrugs as Donnie examines the area and then shines the light upward.

The drop is too deep to not include some kind of way back up. Nothing looks broken or bent, so it must be intentional. The metal is completely smooth, difficult for hands or tentacles to climb up, and the tunnel behind them is too small for one of the Krang suits. Unless they have especially sticky secreting glandular hairs, but even then, it’s highly irregular to have this kind of pathway in a functioning-

“Hey, does this look weird to you?”

Leon squints up. Donnie levels him with a deadpan.

“Can’t just be me.” His companion insists. “This feel trap-y. Way trap-y. It’s like… in the air. You have to feel that.”

“It’s a mix of the dark and the silence.” He informs. “Your brain is trying to fill it by assuming there’s something else present and, right now, the adrenaline in your system is triggering a threat response.”

It’s simple science. Comforting. Reasonable.

Donnie points the light down the tunnel. There’s an opening too far to see. Anything could be there. Waiting. Lurking. “But… I think I’ll keep the light on. Just in case.”

Leon nods rapidly. “Good call.”

Neither of them move.

Leon bows, a hand outstretched. “Ladies first.”

“Cowards second.” Donnie returns easily, taking the first step. Leon scoffs and grumbles, but he follows with uneasy tracks.

“This battery is actually lasting longer than expected.” Donnie admits to keep the silence from descending. He’d much rather something jump out at him with noise than without it. He settles in his safe place: theories and facts. “The percentage hasn’t even changed. Even with the conserving, I’d have expected some decrease…”

“Oh, yeah, Donnie designed these special.” Leon steps a bit closer as he allows himself to get preoccupied by the phone. “Haven’t charged that bad boy in two days.”

“What?” He gawks and Leon smirks. “When you’re as chronically online as Donnie, he wouldn’t dare let Donnie brand engineering die before he gets at least three days of constant scrolling out of it.” Something in his voice changes. “He gave me his old one. Think his newest can go, like, a week or something without charging.”

“Wow.” Donnie breathes, super conscious of every movement as he lowers the phone instead of taking it apart like he really, really, really wants to. No one can understand his woes. “That’s… impressive.”

“That’s Don.”

Donnie looks at him, trying to place the emotion. His tone is mocking and his smirk is dry, but his shoulders have slumped low.

The wall of anger that he’s constructing cracks as his eyes soften.

He’s not the only turtle separated from his family. They’d both been abandoned here by people that they care about. At least Leon did what his team thought was best to save his New York. If they're too scared to risk using some 'key', if their new York really was overrun by this- body dominating Krang species... It must have been dire. The fate of the world and all that.

What's Donnie's excuse?

Sensei warned him. And he still ran after her without thinking.

Now his family has to face her alone.

He should have reached out to Leo.

He would have come up with a better plan.

Leon glances at him, bringing a hand to brush over his red marks. “Something on my face?”

“Blood and bruises.” Donnie looks ahead. “Nothing new.”

They exit the tunnel and enter a massive room, eyes widening in sync. Donnie keeps going as Leon gasps, “Vine central.”

Donnie couldn’t have put it better himself. They overtake every inch of the middle room, sparse near the sides, many converging on the entryway. There are pillars of them among the new nest. Like a firm stroke of paint, they all flow upwards in perfect lines, tangled into many different shapes at the very top.

“Pretty dead in here.” Leon quips as he comes to the same conclusion as Donnie’s starting to. Like the bottom of the drop, many of the vines have already begun decay, and others are in the obvious stages. If something was providing them with life, it’s not anymore.

Donnie pokes the ground. It no longer feels like metal, but it’s not dirt either. What exactly were these things growing in?

“The Krang creature could have been… Feeding? Off of these things?” Donnie guesses. “Or, at least it had lair in here. Must have used the vines to climb…”

He stands up, attention caught by a shadow on the side wall.

A massive, blocky shadow. Curious, he heads toward it.

“Doesn’t explain what this place is.” Leon’s voice is loud enough to echo over to Donnie’s position, blanketing the silence. “Other than creep-tastic.”

When Donnie glances in his direction, he’s standing in the shadows that the light is leaving behind, squinting at one of the vine structures. “I think these things need some pruning.”

“Let me know if you find a weed whacker.”

"All I got is a handy-dandy sword. Not sure if it'll cut it." He snickers. "Get it? Get it? Cut? Wait, no, I can do better-"

"Save yourself the embarrassment."

"Wouldn't be much of a point! Wits to sharp for you?"

"Yep. That won't get old fast."

"Bah! My puns are cutting-edge!"

He shakes his head and continues on. "Focus please?"

"I am so focused. I am- the most focused."

"Good. Then feel free to take a stab at it any day now."

"Don’t gotta tell me twi- HEY!"

Leon laughs and Donnie grins to himself. It fades into frustration as he watches the strange, blocky area become larger with every step.

Yeesh, that is a lot bigger up close.

He really doesn’t want to climb anything, so he searches along the wall for an opening. Leon has apparently taken up swinging his blade like an axe. Donnie can hear each time that it makes an impact on the trunk composed of vines. It doesn’t seem like the smartest move for someone with likely bruised ribs, but as long as it keeps him busy, Donnie’s not about to complain.

He almost trips on an area where the vines gain entrance to the box-like wall, and when he catches himself, he cringes when his hand comes away sticky. He pokes it, twice for good measure.

He flings a bit of the gross off before looking to Leon. “It looks like the vines are… Interconnected with some kind of biological mass.”

“Krang like fleshy ships.” Leon sounds out of breath. “Technodrome was a big mess of ew.” He shudders. “Especially the command station. Ditched that place quick. Was muy nasteh.”

The structure tilts. Leon scrambles back. “TIMBEEER!”

Donnie hurries over as it lands. Leon hugs his hilt. “Talk about tightly wound. Junior got this in one swipe.”

Donnie… Will ask later. He leans over curiously as Leon slices through the vines, watching the weaker ones snap open before it slides apart like a rotten peel, revealing… Nothing.

It sits empty.

“Got a dud.” Leon reports unhelpfully. “You do the next one. But I call dibs on timber. I am the timberer.”

“If I’m going to go through all the work, then I expect the reward.” Donnie drops the phone in his free hand, walking up to another one as his companion sputters his disagreements.

He sets a hand on his hip. "Light?"

Leon begrudgingly points the light upward. Donnie walks up to the intriguingly crafted trunk and checks to make sure the twisted vines are compact enough to hold his weight.

Then he starts climbing.

Leon gives him about a minute of peace.

Not surprising. All good things come to an end.

"Do I want to know?"

"Think smarter." Donnie hefts himself up. "Not harder."

"So... Is that a no...?"

"It... Is... A..." Donnie reaches the top. "Throw me your sword."

Donnie doesn't expect much from Leon, but he definitely thought that he'd pretend to aim. Instead, he does a little twirl and flings it.

For the second time that day, Donnie finds himself inches from a spinning blade. He can actually see his reflection with how close it lands, practically taking off his beak.

He looks down, furious. "LEON!"

"You said-"

"I DIDN'T MEAN TAKE OFF MY HEAD!"

"Your head's fiiiine."

With a low growl, Donnie steadies his other three limbs and then yanks the blade free. He goes for the thinner vines, stabbing the sword a few inches in and then dragging it down. They peel open easily and Donnie spots small objects at the bottom. He drops the blade and then shuffles closer to the opening. He reaches in.

And pulls out a bone.

A yelp escapes his throat. His pushes back in surprise, throwing it back in and upsetting his balance in the process. He hits his carapace, crushing vines as he lands. Leon doesn't move. "See, this is one of those times where I just know I'm going to regret asking." Donnie gets to his feet. He points over his shoulder. "Wanna skip to the part where we both agree to leave?"

"Good idea." Donnie grabs the blade. "I suddenly have a really bad feeling about this place."

"Yeah, no kidd-" The smirks freezes on Leon’s face.

Donnie pauses, the light aimed at his plastron. “What?”

His eyes are dots, locking on him. “I can’t move my legs.”

“Can’t move your…”

Leon shines the light downward. It reveals two-toed feet planted on the pile of vines, and the very not-dead vines pushing their way into the flesh around his ankle.

It seems like the appropriate time to scream.

He steps forward and a large vine shoots at him. He slashes at it fast, diving to his triggered screaming companion and slicing him free. He grabs his arm and tosses him to create distance from the pile, ducking as two vines shoot over his head.

He spins to separate them from their roots, hurrying away to watch them hit the ground. He stumbles into Leon. Hands lock around the top lip of his shell, peeking at the small vine tendrils slithering out from the not-dirt. His eyes dart to Donnie and then the exit.

"Any ideas?" Donnie demands. Leon turns frazzled. "Me?! You're the one-"

Donnie's brain glitches. "Are you not a leader?"

"Well, yeah, but-!" Donnie surges forward to meet the vines that want to try their luck. "GREAT! SO LEAD!"

He doesn't dare look back until Leon is grabbing his arm and dragging him the opposite direction of the exit.

"Where're we-!"

"I lead! You follow!"

Leon holds out his hand. Donnie bites back a retort and hands him his sword. The young, infuriating leader continues his sprint, bringing Donnie along with him. "Do I get to know the plan?!"

"Don't touch the vines!"

"THAT'S NOT A PLAN!"

Donnie tears his arm away, both for rebllion's sake and to obediantly flip over the connection between the strange mass and the vine nest. Leon carefully bounces around the vines on the ground as the nest grows thicker along this side of the room. The vines are still shuffling around each other like snakes, hiding amongst the dead ones.

It occurs to him that they're no longer attacking.

He looks down as he hops over an entwined pair that have latched onto the wall across from them. Of course. They're plants.

Creepy, haunted alien plants. Limited senses. Likely can't see or hear anything. But if someone steps on the lives ones...

They both slide to a stop near the tunnel. He meets the calculating gaze. “They don’t know where we are.”

“They will.” Leon looks down the vine pathway and then lowers the light, asking, "Ready partner?"

Donnie nods. "Let's make this quick."

Leons shakes out his arms. Donnie readies his stance.

Then they run for their lives.

“Leon.” Donnie keeps his eyes on the prize as he senses movement behind them. The brittle texture that signifies death crunches beneath his feet. “What, exactly, is your history with these things?”

Leon swallows. "Long story?"

"Abridged version now."

Leon pushes them both to the ground as vines launch overhead. "Nothing helpful! They were on Krang's ship! He used them to restrain me and my bros!"

They bound back to their feet. "And you didn't think that was something you should share with the class?!"

"I didn't think it mattered if he's not here!"

"It DOESN'T MATTER?!" Donnie shrieks as he ducks into the wall. Leon slashes the vine that comes between them. "EVERYTHING MATTERS! And NEXT TIME the guy with the permanent information should think, ‘oh, hey, maybe I should tell my fellow turtle why I think the den of evil vines is EVIL’?!”

"Maybe next Mr Mock Donatello should ask-!"

"MOCK DONATELLO?!"

They reach the dropping point as Donnie furiously whirls on him. Leon doesn't look back, more preoccupied with the vines that are launching off the walls, which, is annoyingly the more valid concern.

But they are so not done-!

Donnie goes for his belt.

He aims above them and shoots the grapple.

It doesn’t lock, falling to him. It's bound to happen at some point, but he doesn't know why it always has to be at the worst moments.

He spins towards Leon as he cries out. The vines have somehow managed to wrap themselves around his blade, holding tight even as it tries to cut into them. They yank at it and he loses his footing with a cry, frantically trying to regain it as they attempt to pull him through the tunnel. Donnie spots the ones that shoot for his legs.

Donnie gets three seconds to panic and two more to plan.

He grabs his throwing stars and tosses them at the vines attempting the hidden assault, abandoning his position to slip to his side. Leon looks at him as he grabs his arms and uses both their weight against them. The blade slices through, freeing his sword. Donnie lands on Leon's plastron, ignoring the pained cry.

The phone must be on the floor now because the area is lit up. He doesn’t waste time looking for it. He grabs the blade from his loose hold and shoves the grapple into his hands, flipping to his feet to swipe at the incoming enemy.

He uses one last second to look back. "MOVE!"

Leon is already on his knees, arm cupped around his chest and fingers locked over the phone case. Eyes wide, he sprints to his feet at the command.

Donnie turns to face the threat as the grapple fires and the vines surge for him. He dodges the first assault and then rushes forward to cut off their reach, hating how unsteady the blade is in bo-adapted hands. He really should have taken the switching weapons lessons more seriously-

"I did it! Hey, I- no!"

Donnie whirls.

Leon's reaches out.

He feels them latch on.

His heart skips. The hilt flies from his hands.

Donnie hits his carapace with a choked cry as the vine closes around his neck to drag him down. He manages to grab a throwing star from his belt, but the vines snagged his wrist too, throwing it down to the ground. He hears the star swirls against the floor.

The panic stalls his racing heart, and that’s all the leverage they need to wrap around his torso. His shoulder burns as his free hand claws at the vine around his throat, suddenly getting a weak inhale in when it comes loose. In the next moment, it’s locking against his chin and his carapace scrapes the ground.

“NO!”

Horrfied eyes lock.

Everything goes black.

Not because he goes unconscious, which in retrospect would be a serious blessing, but because the vines have encased his body and have taken it upon themselves to pull him back through the tunnel.

His head rams something. His shell skids. Air rushes past his body.

He thrashes and squirms and bucks- and suddenly, he stops.

Nothing beneath his feet, his carapace, or his head. He manages to tear at the vines around one leg and kick out. Nothing.

How is there nothing?!

His arms are locked down at his side as the vines regain their hold around his lower limbs. A frantic sound escapes his throat when he can feel the pressure against his scales, shuddering as they slither up his plastron and press into his bridge. They fail to find a purchase against his shell, but they succeed with skin.

His muscles tense as he endures the pricks when the vines slip in and move beneath flesh.

A subtle thud from the dark. His fingers flex and his muscles tense as he tries to continue the struggle, but his attention is drawn to the brief flicker of light. A vine finds its way into the back of his neck and he hisses when it shoves further down.

The rest decide to follow its lead.

They all thrust at once and hot fire burns across his skin when they keep pushing. He screams. The vines don't stop.

His heart pulsates and the room flickers with light.

He blinks, whoozy, as the cage that the vines are forming comes into view. The room goes dark. He can feel every weak tremor, every breathless pant, every twitch of the mass beneath his skin.

A steady thud reverberates. His body is on fire.

His head lolls against his chest. The roof flickers.

A steady thud and then light.

Donnie's vision goes dark.

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boots-with-the-fur-club · 9 months ago

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Next part of the hand saga!

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“Answer our other questions first! I don’t trust you after everything you’ve done! After everything you’ve caused! You….you helped kill my brother!” Donnie screeches, hand on his tech bō shaking so badly out of anger he worries he might break it.

“I never meant for you to be harmed this way. You won’t believe me when I say it, but none of this was born from malice. I haven’t spoken until now because there was no need to. As for why I’ve been tormenting you….it’s for a reason you are not going to easily accept.”

“Just say it already!” Leon insists.

“I did it because I was asked to.”

Raph nearly hits the hand with his fist, just barely hitting the ground next to it.

“You think we asked for this!?”

“No. You didn’t. Someone else did.“

“Who!? Who would ask for this to happen to us!? To everyone else!?” Donnie asks.

“To put it simply, the people who made you.”

“W-We don’t even know our original parents….” Mikey comments.

“No, not just you. Your entire world. Everyone in this competition is formed from a collection of ideas from an author or authors. These authors gave you the titles you go by. They sent you here to compete. To meet other characters in their own stories. To promote their own stories. That’s how this started. No Fun in Fungus, they simply sent an “ask” of mushrooms, spores. Then your author wanted more, one for each of you.”

“What possible reason could there be for doing this to us!?” Donnie grits his teeth.

“To give more to your story. To bring you all closer together. I too was created in this way, for this purpose. I have merely been a tool to different beings. It may sound ridiculous, maybe even insensitive, tragic, but you should consider what you have gotten. What you’ve learned. When Karai was brought here, you were even told not to think too hard about such a concept.”

Each of the brothers want to make the argument that it’s crazy, but they do in fact remember what the competition mod said to them.

“Even Misa giving you those flowers was an ask sent by an author. These asks…..they were all in good fun. Hurting you was just to make comfort all the better. You were never supposed to die. You were never even supposed to be seriously injured. I just enjoyed seeing all the stories coming from the spores so much. It’s gone too far. It’s why I want to help now, before someone is killed in a way they can’t come back from. No Fun in Fungus was already over, they were supposed to rest. You all still have a lot of story left to tell, it’s not supposed to end here.”

The four of them take in this crazy amount of information they’ve just been told. Can they really trust the hand after all they’ve been through?

“What can you even do to help?” Leon questions angrily.

“The spores are not the only item I possess, as you know. I am intertwined into your and No Fun in Fungus’ storylines. For that reason, I am able to bring out what is called a plot device.” The hand moves to the side, revealing TNT charges connected to an empty base.

“There’s nothing in there.” Donnies says dryly.

“Sometimes plot devices are there to urge the story forward in different ways. In order for this to work, I need mystic energy from each of you. That may be difficult for Michelangelo in his current state, perhaps I could find another one-“

“Mikey, my brother I love so much, I did not bring you back from the dead for you to kill yourself again. Lay. Down.” Leon threatens.

Mikey lays back down.

“It does not have to be him. Because of your being separated at first, you haven’t had the chance to completely understand ninpo. It seems only Mikey truly has.” The hand explains.

“You mean the sacrificial martyrs? Why would we want to know about them? Mikey’s been doing that way too much already!” Leon complains.

“Hamato have sacrificed themselves numerous times, that is true. You’ve seen it be true. Ninpo isn’t inherently about dying for a cause. It’s just how it’s been used a lot, considered the only way. It also has been used to save. Out of love. You’ve seen that too. Ninpo is about the connection to your family. That’s why Donatello was able to use it. That’s why Mikey woke up and used it. When you’re about to lose who you hold dear, your connection strengthens more than ever.”

DvD glances at Mikey. They stare at each other for a second or two. It’s true that they’ve been through an experience nobody else could, or should, truly replicate.

Maybe DvD sort of understands why the NFIF group are the way they are. Obviously he knows how it feels to want to protect his brothers after almost losing them, but what he’s learning is why they’re so willing to throw away their lives even for people who just look vaguely like family.

It’s so much easier to experience pain than to experience someone you love going through pain.

It’s a sentiment he wouldn’t have even considered before everything they’ve been through. Something Draxum never would have let him ponder.

He loves his family.

It’s messed up, they lost years of being able to know each other, there was so much distrust, and things aren’t even close to perfect right now.

But this is his family.

Even April, who has zero blood relation to them but still went through all this just to help.

Misa, who’s yearned for family and takes the role of an elder sibling because she wants to take care of others despite her young age.

Karai, who is related to them but wasn’t originally even supposed to know them if her mission had succeeded.

Something he’d protect with his life.

The hand brings the container closer. DvD looks back at it and hesitantly puts his hand on it. A purple, glowy, shiny substance pours inside. He takes it back after a moment, feeling like he was drained a little bit, but otherwise fine.

Raph and Leo look down at it in surprise before the latter takes on more of a bitter expression.

“I’m the one who took care of Mikey. I protected him. I did my best every single day for years to feed him, clothe him, give him what he needs. I was there for him longer than any of you. Why don’t I have powers like him and Donnie? Are….are they closer….than we are?” Leon frowns deeply.

“No! Leo, I love you just as much! I promise! That’s not how it is-!” Mikey voice cracks from how raw his throat still is.

Raph gently rubs his shell.

“He’s right. Connection to family doesn’t mean how much you love them, but how you think about yourself in relation to them. Insecurity about your place in it.” The hand stares.

Leo feels all eyes on him and starts messing with the material on his pants to avoid addressing what was just said.

“Welp, no insecurity here. Must be something else.”

“The fate of the multiverse might be in danger at this point, you’re going to avoid talking about what we already practically know? Why you left Mikey before-“

“I don’t want to talk about it!” Leo yells, interrupting.

He holds onto Mikey tighter.

Mikey presses his cheek against Leo’s and nuzzles into it as much as possible.

“I….I haven’t….gotten over anything. When I got spored, it reminded me of everything I’m afraid of. I….I…..still can’t accept that any of you love me! I-It’s hard work to even like me, loving me? I-Impossible! Nobody actually does! I-I made Mikey feel like he has to be loyal to me because I took him in. I forced him to never leave me and then I left him! And then he forgave me because he’s so nice and lovable! He’s a pretty painted picture but I’m just a bunch of shredded pieces that I can’t tape back together! Why can’t someone just finally sweep it all up into the trash!?” Leo sobs.

Raph, Donnie and Mikey’s jaws all drop. They’ve been aware of just how hard it’s been for Leo to understand that he’s wanted, a real, true part of the family. What they didn’t know is just how lowly he really thinks of himself.

Leo sniffles.

“I’m cursed. I always have been. Even if I am a part of this family, I shouldn’t be. Look what happened! To Mikey! To gram-gram! To all of you! Not just now, but before too! And you saw what happened to the NFIF guys! Leo helped feed me and Mikey and then he went missing and I just know whatever is happening in that room to him is awful! NFIF Raph held me and tried to protect me and he’s still back there too! You’re all going to get hurt or die or worse with me around! I-I should be alone, I should at least be punished for everything I’ve-!”

DvD, surprisingly, is the one who pulls Leo into as tight of a hug as he can manage without hurting him.

“Shut up.”

“Wh-What? Is….is this supposed to make me feel better or are you angry?”

“Both! The only person who thinks you’re not worth anything is you! How dare you say that I don’t care about you!? I do! You should care about you too! You want to stop being a burden!? Then don’t make us live without you! If you weren’t here, Mikey would be dead right now. If he hadn’t wanted to be with you and didn’t leave those families, we wouldn’t have this family. We wouldn’t have found each other. Give yourself more credit.”

Leo goes back to hiccuping sobs as he buries his face in DvD’s shoulder.

Mikey starts crying as well, despite how much he’s already been doing.

“I-I’ll rip up my picture a-and we can make one up ourselves! I-I can give you tape! J-Just please, d-don’t go again! I-I love you so much!”

Leo pulls him more into the hug, they wet each other’s faces with their tears.

Raph wraps around them all.

“You told that other me before about how you know he’s not a bad guy. How we’ve all made mistakes. You should give yourself the same benefit of the doubt. You aren’t cursed, bad things……just happen. A lot. What was going to happen to the NFIF guys would have without meeting you. But now because they met us, we can help them. There’s not a day that goes by where I’m not glad you’re in the family, Leo. I love that I know you. I love you.” He rest his chin on top of Leo’s head.

Leo and Mikey keep crying until they’ve finally calmed down.

The hand once again offers the container towards Leo.

“How….do I do it?”

“Think of your family as a something within you, and release it. Raphael, you as well.” The hand urges.

“What? Me? But didn’t have any breakthrough or anything…..”

“Right now is the moment you feel closest to your family. It may also help to remember who is not here, and wanting to get her back.”

Leo and Raph nod, both placing their hands on the container. Red and blue pours in before the hand takes it away.

“Where…..are you going to find a replacement for me?” Mikey brings up.

April suddenly bursts inside the room.

“You guys! He took Misa!”

April had kept walking until they could no long hear Mikey scream. It took everything she had to not go back to help. Misa wanted to go back too, but as grown up as she thinks she is, nobody should be seeing that.

Nobody should be experiencing that.

It’s not like the turtles were adults either. They shouldn’t have to listen to their brother scream and beg for the nightmare to end. It’s something they have to do though because the only good adult they have around has been taken.

It’s painful to not be able to do anything else, but this is incredibly important. Misa needs her right now.

“Is….little big brother….going to be okay?” Misa asks, looking up at her with wide eyes.

“He’s got everyone else with him, they’re going to do whatever he needs them to.” April assures.

Misa looks down.

“I want to help Raphie too.”

April bites them inside of her cheek. Guilt for leaving him is gnawing at her as well. Wasn’t there anything else she could have done? All that guy has being doing this whole competition is trying to protect everyone from the spores.

Who protects him?

“We’re going to, when we have a plan.”

“But….but it’s going to be too late!” Misa whines.

“Hey, we don’t know that. Maybe….maybe the void guys helped out and he’s coming back to us now!” April suggests, vaguely aware it’s probably a huge lie.

Misa pouts until footsteps draw her and April’s attention.

“Raphie!!” Misa shouts excitedly shouts, wriggling out of April’s arms.

“Misa! Wait!” April reaches out too late.

The young girl runs up to NFIF Raph who picks her up. They smile at each other.

“Hey, kid. Glad I found ya. I have something real important I need you to do.”

“How can Misa help?”

“I need to borrow your portal sword.”

Misa gladly hands it to him.

April sees a glowing, blue tear roll down his cheek.

“Misa! Get away from him!”

Misa looks at her in confusion before seeing Raph’s eyes fill with blue. She begins grabbing at her sword but he keeps it out of her reach. He then holds her tight, close to his plastron and tucked under his arm.

Raph’s smile falls. The glowing tears fall freely down his cheeks with no signs of stopping. He looks over at April with a sorrowful expression.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t keep my promise. I really tried. I just….there’s no reason for me to fight anymore. My family is all back there. Even if I did fight, everything I do fails.”

“Raph! That’s not true! Fight it, we can save your brothers together! You don’t have to do this!”

“No, doing this is the only way he won’t hurt Misa. It had to be me. All we need is the sword and to use her as bait. She’ll be okay. I’d promise, but….my promises don’t mean much…..” He opens a portal.

“No! Raph! Misa!” April poofs to get close, but ends up falling on top of nothing after the portal disappears.

“Where did he take her!? Back to that room!? Are they sporing her again!? She can’t survive that! Mikey didn’t!” DvD panics.

“Hold on, what do you mean he didn’t-WHY IS THE HAND HERE!? IS THAT TNT!?” April points.

“Be not afraid-“

“IT TALKS!?”

UIFY Raph explains what happened. April feels like her feet are stuck to the floor. It’s only been 15 minutes and things somehow turned even more disastrous.

“H-How are we going get more ninpo!? That could kill Mikey again!”

“It can come from you-“ The hand starts.

April slams her hand onto the container.

“I want to save them! Please work! Do your magic thingy!”

Shockingly, it does work. Green pours into the container and the colors all being swirling with each other. They glow even brighter.

“This should be enough. I can set up the charge behind the wall that houses the main mushroom.”

“Wait, won’t that hurt the other me?” Leo brings up.

“He’s survived worse.”

“That’s not a good reason!”

“He’ll be alive and the spores will be gone. Is that not what you want?”

“It is, but-!”

The lights suddenly shut off.

DvD quickly turns on the light from his phone.

“Oh what now!?”

“Hello everyone in the competition! It’s your new overlord, Audrey III!” Donnie’s voice calls from a speaker in the room.

Oh no.

DvD quickly searches the room for some medical masks which he puts on and passes out to his brothers and April once they’re found. If he thinks what’s about to happen is really happening, they need protection.

Leo careful puts Mikey’s on for him and then carries him on his back as they all leave the room.

There’s panic and chaos everywhere from the sudden darkness. People are bumping into things and shouting.

The nearby vents start releasing the familiar, sickening spores.

“Don’t resist. Or do, your fear is tastier that way.”

#tw death mention #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #no fun in fungus #rottmnt until i found you #until i found you au #tw selfhate #2018 tmnt #rise of the tmnt

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risewriter · 10 months ago

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ROTTMNT: Turtle Talent! Part 2

April: Well, we got a burnt orange, but let's not stop there! Up next, the breathtaking Neon Leon!

Leo: Step aside and let a pro show ya how it's done~!

Donnie: This better be more amusing than your talent to ''date a pizza to make it hot enough to eat'', which is SCIENTIFICALLY IMPOSSIBLE!

Raph: Still can't let that go, can ya, D?

Donnie: But the SCIENCE, Raphael!

Leo: Nah, this one is even better! I present to you: The fastest turtle to faint! Watch this! *Leo holds his breath and somehow faints within 5 seconds*

Raph: Is he.. dead?

Donnie: He wouldn't dare to give me that type of joy.

Mayhem: *Sneaks in to check his pulse and nods back to April*

April: Still beatin'!

Donnie: Tsk..

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt incorrect quotes #rottmnt leo #rise leonardo #rottmnt donnie #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise donatello #rottmnt raph #rise raphael #rise leo #rise donnie #tmnt incorrect quotes #rise raph #rise april #rottmnt april #rise mayhem #rottmnt mayhem

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tmnt-sharednightmaresau · 1 year ago

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Leo, why would they not believe you about the ghost? You fought with your entire family tree who are ghosts. Do you think maybe the real reason is because

1) Donnie is not good at admitting when something is out of his area of expertise, so he will act like it’s not worth his time, hurting Blues feelings, leading to Blue frying half his lab?

2) Raph has a tendency to hold onto things that make him sad, to the point where they drag him down? So telling him about the really sad dead kid would just make things worse, not easier?

3) You don’t want to burden Mikey because he is younger

And, dude, honestly Mikey is probably your best bet to start out with, he is naturally good with Magic and energy, he is also emotionally intelligent. He might get a little closer to what Blue wants even if he can’t see him.

I mean you got two choices, you can get the ball rolling now, and have Mikey spot the things Blue has been trying to tell you in your dreams. Or you can have a month or so of more nightmares (and their meaning go sailing over your head) till Blue gets frustrated and starts wrecking Donnie’s stuff, driving Donnie insane and Donnie taking everyone with him and THEN spilling the beans about ghost boy

Leon: Fine. I’ll talk to them.

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#sn!answers #shared nightmares tmnt #tmnt #tmnt shared nightmares #tmnt!sn #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt #tmnt crossover #tmnt 2012 #2012 tmnt

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thr-333 · 8 months ago

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I just realized. I don't think I've seen anything about April in OaaHF. Where is she? What does she do in the resistence? How aware is she of Leon's situation?

Set while Leon is recovering from his first facial scar:

“No, no way!”

Leon groaned as the yell woke him, sound getting choked out by the bandages wrapped tight around his neck. Constricting his airway making it so he could never get a full breath, was always light headed. Although that could be the bloodloss.

“We need his portals, its not a-”

“I don’t care if it’s a transport mission, I don’t care if he’s at the very back line, you are not getting him out of that bed,”

Leon scrunched up his face so he wouldn’t have to deal with the light of day. Or the light of med bay. He wanted to go back to sleep and it wasn’t even the yelling that was stopping him. Pain flared along his face and shoulder in tandem with his heartbeat. Bandages pulled meticulously tight making every throb worse.

“It’s not an active mission, I’ve mapped out the points all Kraang will be avoided-”

“Then you do it!”

That voice, Leon knew it even past the haze pain. Probably helped that there were no painkillers available to keep him floaty. He sighed his big sisters voice was always soothing, well when she wasn’t yelling at him. Although he supposed she technically was.

“Ape’s I’m needed here,” Leo reasoned, his voice was deep and raspy. Huh Leon wondered if his voice sounded closer to it now, “I can’t up and leave the resistance without aleader for a minor mission,”

“So you admit it’s a minor mission!” April accused, Leon tried to open his eyes. The best he could make out was a couple of blurry figures until the light forced him to shut them.

“Minor but needed, lives are at stake here April,”

“His life is at stake!” Leon opened his mouth, but his throat was raw and the skin of his cheek pulled weirdly threatening to make him throw up if he tried. He tried anyway, why should be matter? “If he moves that wound, the wound you gave him is going to tear right open, he won’t survive that a second time,”

“April it was an accident, my hand slipped,”

His future self was right of course. After all he had been the one to sacrifice his scarf to keep as much blood inside Leon’s body as possible. He had literally held Leon’s life in his hands. You didn’t do that for a person you were actually trying to kill… no matter how much it looked lik you wanted to seconds before.

That was fine. It was an accident. Leon shouldn’t have baited him.

“Bullshit, also I don’t give a crap, he’s not ready for field work!”

“The doctor cleared him,”

“Which you know they shouldn’t have!” April screeched, ugh Leon wished she wouldn’t, “Come on Leo you're a medic, just look at him!”

There was silence. Leon held still pretending to be asleep. Which was easy as he was teetering on the edge of unconsciousness. Only the jabs of pain and his sister keeping him present.

“It’s between him and them,”

“Him, everytime, my little brother should come first everytime,” Leon’s heart didn’t know if it should skip a beat or clench. It was the answer he wanted to hear- but one he was completely undeserving of.

“I can’t play favorites,”

“Plaaeesseee,” The pure amount of sarcasm poured into the tone would have shot three men dead, “Is that why Mikey’s locked up in the underground bunker within an underground bunker, deep fried and finished with magic?”

“April-”

“Or how about Donnie’s lab, which is enforced with thirty percent of our titanium stores?” Leo would have rolled his eyes if they wouldn't just keep rolling back into his head. Obviously it wasn’t a matter of favoritism, his brothers were simply more important than him, “And how me and Cassie keep getting shortlisted missions? Junior hasn’t left your side in months and you haven't left this safehold in a year? Yet guess who’s going on missions every other week?”

“It’s all a matter of circumstance,” Leo’s voice took on a cold and harsh tone, “I’m trying to keep everyone alive for the sak-”

“Everyone but Leon,”

She called him Leon… when had he become Leon? When has he started solely thinking of himself as Leon? Why was his futureself exclusively Leo? The thoughts were to hard to capture, slipping through his hands like sand. He wasn’t sure he wanted to dwell on them anyway.

“Well sucks for you but I care about keeping him alive, even if you don’t,”

That wasn’t fair, he cared about Leon he did, as much as he could. Leon didn’t make it easy, after… after everything he caused. He couldn’t blame his future self for being a bit weird. He cared where it counted. Leon would’ve been dead three times over now if he didn’t.

“This mission is needed-”

“I’ll go then,”

No, April

“April, No,”

“If it’s so important you need to drag him out of bed and risk reopening the slice you put in his neck then it’s important enough for I, commander O’Neil to take over,”

“You’re not who you are in the future, you’re not Commander O’Neil,”

“And I never will be if you keep coddling,” April spat, “Besides I don’t care about being a commander right now, I care about being a sister, so it’s either I take the mission or you cancel it,”

The silence stretched on. Leon grasped onto his threads of consciousness. Purposely twitching his shoulder to get the fiery pain to keep him awake. It was amazing how something could fill him with so much dread yet he still selfishly felt hope that they would go through with it. Because he was selfish, rather stay hidden away in bed in a back room of the stronghold while his big sister fronted all the danger.

“Fine,” Relief and dread, unfortunately not in equal measure, “You come back alive understand?”

“Oh darn, there go my plans,” April tossed back, a shade closer to her usual teasing tone but still tense.

Leo didn’t answer. Because he was Leo, even in Leon’s own mind. But the older turtle huffed. Leon listened to his footsteps fade as Aprils got closer. The dip in his bed bit him to open his eyes.

“Heya blue, you awake?” April’s hand gently brushed his forehead, Leon cringed as he opened his eyes, “How’re you doing?”

He couldn’t answer, not really. So he leaned into her palm. Flinching as the small movement pulled on his wound from neck to cheek. He hissed through the pain. Tight bandages around his throat feeling suffocating as he would have struggled to breath even without them.

“Sorry, sorry, just wanted to check in,” The details of Aprils face were hard to make out pain blurring them out, “I’m going away for a mission,”

“Do… t,” Leon tried to sound out, it didn’t come anywhere close, but hey look at that: His voice was raspy.

“Don’t worry about me, it’s my job to worry about you,” She pat his cheek, thumb rubbing soft circles under his eye, “Seriously, please, it’s ok to care about yourself, you should, once in a whil- actually all the time,”

Leon shook his head imperceptibly. She was wrong. He had done that, over and over again. Each time they lost so much. He couldn’t, not anymore. Why couldn’t she understand that?

Leo understood that. He knew what it was like to sit with that guilt, that self hate. He knew how to work for others to ease that feeling even a little bit. As losses stacked everyday and crushed him under their weight.

“I bet your thinking something stupid right now,” April pinched his opposite cheek, the unscarred one that showed off his brilliant red stripe, “I wish you were better so I could beat my love into your skull, but we’ll have to save that for when I get back,”

Leon plucked up the strength to use his right arm. Greaspoing Aprils loosely. He needed to get his point across, even without words, he had to.

“I will be alright, you rest up,” April moved from his grasp to instead thread their fingers together, “I’m your big sister, I’m always going to look out for you, even if I have to do that by not being here,”

No, no that wasn’t what he meant. Leo jerked to grab her again. White hot flares shot through his shoulder. Fuck, wrong arm. Darkness clawed at the edge of his vision, plusing in time with the pain searing through him.

“You’re so………. Don’t let anyone convince you…..” April's voice faded in and out, “ We have always…….. None of this………… alright Leon?”

Leon, that was the last word he caught before his world faded to black. The last thing he heard his sister say.

When he woke up.

She was gone.

#One and a Half Futures #oaahf #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #future leo #rise #tmnt

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trentsambuccus · 4 months ago

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

26: "[name]? [name], this isn't funny. Stop... please..."

Future Leo + Future Donnie

@promptsbytaurie

Leo, wasn’t a perfect leader. In fact, he was far from it. He made mistakes in his lifetime, some having even led to a full-blown apocalypse. Now here he is running, not away but to the battlefield, or should he say what’s left of it. Something felt wrong, so very wrong. *He* sent Donnie to the west. *He* should have known the kraang was coming from that end. *He* should have known that it was a set up. The purple, pink, and red explosion from the east was sudden but devastatingly large. His twin was there. His *brother* was in there. He can’t even be bothered to think of all the other troops he had sent with Donnie. He had already lost Rapha. He lost his big sister so he can *not* lose another sibling. He *swore* he wouldn’t lose another. His legs move as fast as they could, he needs to make it, he needs to move faster. His legs push limits as the burnt and torn ground crunches under his feet.

He begs, as though it would help. Pleading for his sibling to be safe. He can’t lose his closest individual. The one who knew him the most. Understood him the best. Stood by him and supported him through it all.

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

Donnie’s bo staff was broken, practically shattered, on the floor. This was all wrong, this all felt wrong. There was a bloody trail leading behind a large rock. He couldn't move, he didn’t want to see- *no*, a ninja should have hope, no giving up Leon, not when your twin could be waiting for you. Tensely he moves his feet, one step then another, a continuous pattern as he follows the blood trail. The shear amount of blood making him sick to his stomach. A genius tech branded wrap- Donnie’s wrap is laying on the ground covered in the blood.

“Dee. Donnie? Donnie?!”

His mind is racing as he turns the corner. What if he was too late? No, he can’t think like that, he *has* to have *hope*. Donnie has kids so he wouldn’t just die like that, especially after he saw the effects Rapha had on everyone. He has to have faith.

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

He’s cut off by the horrid sight in front of him. Once green scales are now covered in dark red. Pieces of his brother missing, his face stuck in misery, and his eyes lifeless.

"Dontron? Donnie, this isn't funny. Stop... please..."

Leo’s knees give out under the heavy grief. The pain in his soul weighed down on him. This- *this* is what felt wrong. Guess the twin thing really was real. Not just another one of Leo’s fantasies to feel closer to Donnie. But now, the bond was snapped, Donnie was gone, and it felt so *so wrong*.

All he could do is shake his twin in a half-assed attempt of getting him back. Whispering disbeliefs even though he knows the truth. He tries CPR once, twice, 40 times. His hands stop and body shakes as he holds his sibling close to him. Tears he was holding back now flow down from his eyes freely. Leo’s sobs raked through the eerie silent battleground.

This was it. He did it again. He’s the reason another of the four is dead. First was Rapha’s sacrifice, and now it's his poor intuition that lead Donnie right into a trap. He picks them up in his arms, walking to the new base in silence. His shaky breaths and the crunch of the ground plays like a background to his loud thoughts. He has to keep face, for Mikey, The Resistance, Casey, and… Donnson. How is he supposed to tell the kid his dad is dead? And that his ‘favorite uncle’ is the one at fault? I guess when that hill comes, he’ll climb it.

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remedyturtles · 1 year ago

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cmh x dw ficlet

literally just a short lil thing i wrote bc @callmehere-iwillappear and i were smacking our AU's together like dolls talking about if death wish sensei/leo and call me here leo met ... and then i got emotional abt ghost leo being a touch starved baby who doesn't get any hugs LMAO

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"What's with the tree?" The dead version of himself asked, kicking the trunk of the tree and looking up to watch the vibrations ripple up and shake the branches.

Sensei thought he looked so young, but he always thought that about his Leo. Though this new one had a quality that was different -- a hungry sort of loneliness, something in his eyes was almost desolate, like someone lost or homeless. He had been immediately willing to jump into the mindscape when they said maybe he could interact with them in there. "I'm the tree." Sensei said, waiting for him. They'd decided on Leon for the ghostly version, if only to save confusion with three Leo's in one brain. Leon's grin was flawless, turning to Sensei and saying, "Hey man, you look great for a tree." "You look great for a ghost." Sensei said. "Are you coming to see if you can get a hug or not?" The grin wavered. He didn't come closer, one arm hugging the other in what was probably a subconscious self-soothing gesture. "It probably won't work." "Where's your scientific method? Donnie would be so disappointed." Sensei goaded. He wondered how many times Leon had tried to get a hug and failed in order to be so pessimistic about it. It was a sore spot in his throat to think about. "Do I look like I know science?" Leon replied, and it was so a front because any Leo in the world would've absorbed at least the basics of the scientific method from their twin by sheer osmosis alone. "Test your theory before you discard it." Sensei didn't want to push him, not getting closer, but opening his arm in offer. Visible conflict on Leon's face. Want and pain. It vanished like smothering a fire with a blanket and he said, "Fine, but only because an old man like you looks like he needs a hug." Sensei snorted. He waited, and Leon approached, reaching out a hand. It shook just a little, and landed on his bicep. "Oh." Leon said, disbelieving. Then threw himself at Sensei. It was such an unexpected burst of energy that it knocked him directly off his feet. Sensei oofed and laughed, squishing the littler Leon to his chest. Leon tried to say something but it only came out as a strangled noise. He squeezed his eyes shut and buried his face in Sensei's plastron. Sensei's heart broke for him, rubbing his shell in circles how he knew all Leo's appreciated. "Heads up!" Leo shouted, leaping from the branches and colliding with their hug. It burst a hysterical laugh from Leon's chest, rolling to include the new body in their tangled hug, holding tight like they didn't need to let go.

#fic stuff #death wish #“im taking a writing break” they said #apparently lying #rem fic

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jestersmonsters · 11 months ago

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Jester's Monster AU

Part One (pre-part one lore)

Warnings(for all parts, not just this one): Blood, gore, general angst, panic attacks, violence, death, dismemberment, attempted cannibalism (from vampires & werewolves), trauma, possible bad writing (I try), and the closest thing to realistic trauma responses I can get in a tmnt monster au.

Next 👉

Fluff will be provided in certain parts as compensation.

The lair was quiet that afternoon, the atmosphere sullen and slow. Raph and Leo were lying about; Raph with his arm around his younger brother while Leo had himself busy with a comic in his hands. Earlier, Donnie had gotten upset with how Leo still refused to talk to him, so he'd left with Casey to the hidden city to search for spare parts just to clear his head and be alone. Casey had only tagged along for company and protection. This left Raph alone with a sulking Leo to talk to. The twins had been distant with each other since Donnie had revived Leon from the dead. Having accused him of going way too far with that, Leo had gone quiet towards him, avoiding what was formerly his closest brother. Raph couldn't get any progress with mending their relationship, and he was just wishing Mikey was still there.... he would have helped them so much better than Raph could. And now... Raph was sitting there, pitying himself as he kept his brother company. It was his idea that Casey went with Donnie on his outing because he didn't want to leave either of them alone while emotions were still sore.

At some point, the stress got to him, and he nodded off to sleep. He awoke two hours later to a loud thud in the main room. Blinking, he muttered a quiet "Sorry." to Leon as he pushed him away so he could stand up to check it out. Raph poked his head out his bedroom door only to see Casey rushing past. He was moving quickly, but Raph still clearly saw the bloody trail he was leaving behind as he cradled Donnie in his arms, taking him straight to the med bay. With a gasp, Raph shot a glance back at Leo and gestured for him to follow before he jogged after the harpy. "Casey! What happened?! Is he alright?" he asked, already panicking. When he entered the med bay, he got a good look at Donnie's condition. He was covered in bruises and scratches along his limbs and one cheek, but the worst of it was the bite marks. One on his leg, covered in dirt and still bleeding, and one on his neck, messy and torn, still dripping. Raph was frozen for a moment as he watched his brother's wide eyes and gasping face while Casey scrambled to clean and patch the wounds. Leon had arrived by then and immediately rushed to Casey's side, helping him to attach a heart monitor and wrap some of the wounds. He looked truly panicked. Seeing him like this snapped Raph out of his shock, and he also joined them. "Casey.... what happened?" he asked, repeating what he'd said earlier. "I don't really know, I looked away for a couple minutes, and there was just this... thing... attacking him. Some kind of weasel mutant, but it wasn't acting right... It was like... feral.. or something. I don't know. We fought it off, but he went down immediately after." Casey explained, finishing up with the bite on Donnie's leg. His hands were a shaking mess as he fumbled with the bandages, but eventually, he finished.

Donnie's eyes had shut now, and he was out. He would have looked like he was just sleeping peacefully if it wasn't for all the bandages and his increasingly weak breathing. The three of them were silent for some time before Leo finally spoke up. "The hidden city will have better resources. We gotta take him bac-" he was cut off by the sharp noise of the heart monitor flatlining, taking the breath out of the room as their softshell brother ceased moving. None of them moved for only a few seconds, though it felt like forever. Almost as if time had stopped and only that eerie beeping remained.

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lttl3babybug · 1 year ago

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Could you please do a regressor Donnie, cg Leon fic?

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Of course I can friend!! Thank you for the request 🦭 anon!!

Pillow Fort

“You’ve been working for an awfully long time Don, don’t you want to take a break?” Leo asked as he rolled about his brothers lab on his chair, “I mean, I don’t think I’ve seen you leave this lab in days! You need to breath, get some fresh air!” His voice was simply causing Donnie to stir more, groaning softly as he leaned in closer to the drone he was tinkering with, he’d always use the same excuse, ‘I’m nearly done’ ‘I’ll be out in an hour’ ‘See you at dinner’ and yet hr wasn’t nearly done, he wouldn’t be out in an hour and he wouldn’t see him at dinner.

“Yeah yeah I know, I know” signed Leonardo, he lifted from his chair and existed his brothers lab. As he left the roof his eyes were drew to a small plastic item on one of the shelves. He stopped in his track and stared at it, his head turning to the side slightly. It was a lilac pacifier, god Leo hadn’t seen this thing in ages. His eyes wandered between his twin and the soother, Donnie wasn’t looking so surely he wouldn’t notice if Leo just so happened to slip the pacifier off the shelf. In one swift movement Leo grabbed the paci and left the room without another word.

His heart was pounding, God if Donnie had caught him that would’ve been embarrassing. He was only trying to help his brother, he just wanted him to be relaxed. Donnie hasn’t been this tense in a long while, every word you spoke to him was leaving you at risk of being yelled at. “What’s that?” The voice Broke Leo from his trance, looking up from the plastic in his hands his eyes were met with his red masked brother, “Donnie’s Pacifier” he mumble, fiddling with it. “Should probably clean it, it’s all dusty from sitting on his shelf” Leo spoke, he wandered over to the tap and turned on the hot water. Waiting for the water to heat up Leo turned to Raph, “when was the last time Dee was…y’know, like, small?” He asked before wincing and pulling his hand away from the water.

“Hot” he mumbled to himself before putting the hot water in a cup and dunking the plastic in it before turning off the tap. “The last time…was when…we um- no, no that wasn’t it. You know I actually can’t remember” Raphael stumbled through his words as he stared at his brother, he watched Leo wipe down the rubber with a cloth and placed it on the counter. “I’m gonna fix that”

And fix it Leo did, after a few hours and a lot of upper body strength a large Pillow fort was built in the middle of the floor. It was made with blankets that Leo had seen Donnie using, he was careful not to use any his brother wasn’t familiar with in fear of setting off his twin’s sensory issues, the lighting was dim and the opening facing the large projector screens. Inside the fort was piles of pillows and blankets and stuffies, sat in the middle of it was Donnie’s paci and a rather curious but comfortable looking Shelldon.

It didn’t take long for Donatello to make his daily walk to the kitchen to grab another coffee but he stopped dead in his tracks, “Nardo…what’s with the um, Pillow Fort?” Asked the purple clad turtle as he stared at his brother who was digging through a collection of tapes. “You wanna watch back to the future?” He asked his brother. Donnie opened his mouth to speak but stayed quiet, he moved his head to face behind him but eventually gave in. In complete silence he took a seat in the fort, snuggling into a pile of pillows and wrapping a blanket around himself.

Leo watched his brothers silent movements with a satisfied smile, the tape began to play as Leo took a seat in the fort next to his brother. After a few moments he looked over at Donnie, he looked so at peace. The purple plastic in his mouth as he snuggled up with a stuffed owl toy, eyes glued to the screen as the movie he’d seen a thousand times before played in front of him.

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