#some people worried about her going after donnie again but like why would she?

[qoldenskies]

Kitsune really should have added the clause "hanged until dead dead" to the curse

at least she gets to revel in knowing theyre lucid and still have to watch donnie die now. she actually feels more smug about that

[phoebepheebsphibs]

I will never actually write this because it was too sad (even for me and my angsty skills...)

A while ago, I came up with the idea to write a really sad fic about the turtles. Duh.

A goal with all my fics is to have a moment where I make the audience cry, or at the very least get emotional. And this was no exception. It’s a personal challenge for me, to see if I can get my audience truly invested. But, I also need my fics to have a PURPOSE. So, if I was gonna write a sad and angsty fic, I needed a way to bring it to a moral or happy ending, to show a reason why the characters went through what they did, rather than just have a story for story's sake. So, I went about coming up with a synopsis for a story that showed how to deal with grief and guilt and hopelessness. But after several months of writing and ideas, I realized that it simply wasn't working out. The story wasn't just sad or angsty, it was utterly depressing. The message of hope even after death wasn't pulling through... and in addition, I got worried that the massive amounts of despair in the story were going to be detrimental to my mental health, if not also for the readers. Thusly, I scrapped the plot.

So fair warning, the stuff you're about to read is very emotional and kinda dark...

Naw I ain’t playing, turn back now while you have the chance.

CW: LOTS. OF. DEATH. Major illness, disintegration, intrusive thoughts, suicidal thoughts, even a suicide attempt.

I was even in the process of making cover art for it (which I do for all my fics lol)

The fic literally starts out with a note from April (the narrator), explaining that she documented everything and warns the reader that this story does not have a happy ending. It takes place about a week after the invasion, and the family was having a rough time. Mikey's hands were absolutely scorched, Donnie's immune system was shot and he seemed to be getting ill, Raph was having constant panic attacks, and Leo wasn't getting better from his injuries. To top it all off, a new government branch was setting up camp in NYC and interrogating people about the events of the Krang attack. April had narrowly escaped but figured the Earth Protection Force would come back for her. Meanwhile, Leo’s injuries weren’t healing like they should have and he was getting worse… Eventually the family caved and asked for help from Agent Bishop and the EPF, but after some doctors and scientists took a look at Leo… they realized there was nothing anyone could do. They’d waited too long. Leo was not going to make it, and all they could do was make him comfortable for a few hours before he... yeah. So everyone said their goodbyes, and I actually have some snippets of dialogue written down and it makes me cry every time. Donnie had the worst reaction, upset by Leo's peace with the situation and devastated by his loss, believing that he never showed his appreciation and love for his twin as much as he should have. Leo attempts to comfort Donnie, but eventually tells him to "get over it". A few hours later, Leo dies in his sleep, and the room erupts into grief and panic and chaos until Donnie, in his pure anger, punches a hole through the heart monitor and leaves. Leo is given a viking send-off in the Hidden City, and afterwards, April asks what they are supposed to do now. Donnie angrily repeats Leo's last insight: get over it. April goes home, and after her parents ask her how her day was… she bursts into tears.

Several weeks later, Mikey tries to get Donnie and Raph to talk about their feelings, but they both refuse. Mikey himself is having issues, his hands not healing quickly and he wonders if he will ever be able to make a work of art again. He manages to get Donnie to admit his guilt of not being there for Leo and still holding anger and resentment towards his twin for sacrificing himself and dying. Mikey suggests that he speak with Raph, but Donatello refuses. Later, during an attack, Raph was knocked out and Donnie collapsed from his illness, which he had been hiding. Mikey realizes that it's left to him and uses his mystic powers to portal his brothers to safety, at the cost of his own life. Mikey comes to terms with this, believing that what he did was his mangum opus, and he feels no pain as he vanishes, greeted by Leo in the afterlife.

Donatello and Raphael mourn the loss of two brothers, and Donnie finally talks with Raph about his grief over Leo’s death (in honour of Dr. Feelings’ memory). However, his declining health is brought to light and Donnie is placed in quarantine. Casey Jr. identifies his illness as a common Krang disease, one his mother died of, and the group work overtime to create the cure. Raph stays with his last sibling and keeps him company. Donnie gets more and more sick, and one night while April and Casey are working with Agent Bishop to finalize the antidote, Donnie's fever worsens and he sleepwalks, hallucinating Mikey and Leo's return and them comforting Donnie and telling him that the others will be alright in his absence. Donnie senses that his time is almost up. Raph finds him but doesn't understand what Donnie is seeing or who he is talking to, and takes him back to bed. April and Casey finally finish the cure and rush home, hoping to make it back in time, but find Raph asleep by Donnie's bedside… Donnie having just succumbed to his illness a few hours prior.

Raph is left as the last one alive, dealing with extreme survivors' guilt for outliving his brothers and blames himself for their deaths. April tries to comfort him, Splinter, and Casey. (Casey notes that history seems to be repeating itself in reverse order— that while in the alternate timeline Raph died first and Leo last, the opposite has been happening here, and Casey fears that Raph might actually die somehow very soon.) Meanwhile, Raphael tries to atone for his guilt by overdoing the vigilante work on his own. Eventually he decides that it isn't enough, he can never atone, and he misses his brothers too much… so he writes a note to April and emails it to her, then goes to the Hidden City to pick a fight with Heinous Green... and let him win. April receives the email and she and the others rush to save Raph, who at this point has already found Heinous Green and is letting him beat the ever-loving life out of him. Halfway through, however, he realizes what he is doing and that his brothers would not want this for him, but it's too late... April and Casey find Raph near death and attempt to save him, but he goes unconscious from his injuries.

While April, Casey, Splinter and Draxum work to heal Raph's wounds and revive him, Raphael dreams of the afterlife, meeting up with his brothers and apologizing for everything. They comfort him, yet also explain that he has to wake up soon; and how April, Casey, and Splinter still need him. Raphael asks if he can stay, to which they promise that he will be okay without them and someday they will see each other again; that they aren’t mad at him for their deaths, but that he cannot speed up their meeting. Raph agrees to go home, to which they all say how proud they are of him. Raphael wakes up with his family around him, relieved that he survived. Later that night, he and April have a discussion where she scolds and berates him for trying to leave them, saying that she had no one left. He admits his actions and apologizes and promises to get better.

In an epilogue, April explains that it has been a full year since Raph’s injuries, and he is doing much better. The Hidden City made a memorial for the three lost brothers in honour of their sacrifices. Casey Jones Jr. has been doing better as well, though he will often have nights of panic and moments of grief that only Raph can get him through. Agent Bishop works with Raphael and Casey to keep the city safe from mutant attacks, and they work to create a new team, hinting to characters like Mona Lisa, Venus De Milo/Frida Kahlo, Leatherhead, and other characters from the comic series. April ends by stating that at the beginning, she said the story did not have a happy ending. She stands by this, stating that the story has not ended and will continue for as long as they live, and that she does her best to remember her friends and keep going on, not for their sake, but for her own. And that one day, she will see them again.

And as if THAT wasn't heart-wrenching enough, I also planned a short after-story of how something like 80 years later, The Hamato ghosts get ready to welcome Raph into the afterlife, showing Leo preparing a house for him and Mikey decorating and Donnie gardening.

So yeah this is the most depressing and heartbreaking thing I've ever written, and I ACTUALLY SPARED YOU FROM THE DIALOGUE I HAD WRITTEN TOO

[psychologicalwarclaire]

Asking some writers/artists I follow:

Is there anything in your fic/comic that you as the author know about, but won't end up in the actual story?

There is. a lot.

Spoilers for Spider's Web With Strings Attached (and a really long rant) below the cut

When she took Donnie's mask after Heinous Green bashed his head in, she kept it in her vault in case she needed to perform some sort of magic that required his DNA some day.

Big Mama never intended for Donnie to die.

That being said, she still recorded and sold copies of Donnie's death. It's her most sold recording ever.

Viper requested to fight Leo. Big Mama only agreed if she kept him alive and able to fight.

Like she got the orb that she captured all of New York in from Draxum, Big Mama got the spider brooches from Draxum many years ago. She only had two; she was lying about the other two for Raph and Mikey.

Before he knew where the twins were, Mikey kept having visions of them fighting people and getting hurt. He thought they were just nightmares.

Heinous Green was in the arena because Big Mama often partners with the Hidden City police. Criminals can work of time by serving the community. In this case, they serve the community by providing entertainment Roman Coliseum style.

Big Mama's family introduced arena fights to the humans.

There was going to be a fight where Tyrian fought a scorpion and writhed with agonizing poison for a chapter, but I forgot about it until it was too late to add it -_-

Raph and Mikey's arena names would have been Rouge and Terracotta.

Big Mama was panicking the majority of the fic. Because she kidnapped them very illegally, she had to manage their food, housing, medical care, and fight arrangements herself so none of the people who normally do that (legally) would get suspicious. Honestly, Big Mama didn't expect them to become SO well loved, and then worried about keeping audience interest by putting the twins in harder fights, but not killing off her greatest assets. She, like everyone else, thought that Leo would snap first. When Donnie snapped first and proved to be a very effective killer, some of the audience grew worried about what was happening behind the scenes and raised questions Big Mama couldn't answer. Panicking, she set up the death bracket, hoping that becoming the champion would turn public opinion of Tyrian positive again. She miscalculated, and Donnie died. She also didn't intend for Leo to get mixed up in the bracket. A LOT of people lost a LOT of money, and her stocks dropped. At that point, it became less about business and money making and much more about getting revenge via torture. By the time she offered Astros the 'out' that was one final fight, she was stressed out of her mind with upholding her reputation. Had Leo been in his right mind, he would have seen how much she was unraveling.

Todd turned his non profit lemonade into a fundraiser to find the twins back when they were first missing. There were a LOT of posters and Big Mama had a FIELD DAY trying to take them all down.

Mikey and Raph tried for DAYS to get the trackers back online, but it never worked.

After hearing that Donnie had died, Hypno, Warren, Meat Sweats, and Repo got together and made the Hamatos a gift basket.

April is failing most of her classes right now.

At some point during the recovery arc, Donnie snuck out to secretly turn every blinking red light in the Lair green. You know exactly why.

Raph was wrong when he said crime had been way down since the invasion. Casey Jr had been handling it without anyone knowing. The Purple Dragons hate him a lot now.

Draxum learned slang words from school, but April taught him what they meant

[x--ghost--x]

Drabble #1

TMNT 2012 transfem!Leo x reader

It was supposed to be a drabble but I made one-shot instead, sorry

Let me know if you see any mistakes!

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"Do you really think I should tell them now?"

The turtle was sitting on the only couch (which looked like it had survived the apocalypse- oh wait, nevermind), fidling nervously with shell-looking phone, cobalt blue eyes trailing on the name displayed on the screen.

"Don't worry, dudette! I'm sure you guys will be perfectly fine!" Mikey answered tying the tails of the blue bandana into neat bow.

Finishing, he hummed in satisfaction taking a seat beside his, now, sister. Placing a three-fingered hand on her shoulder, he sent her one of his signature sunshine smiles.

Some time ago, the turtle's fearless leader decided to come out of the shell (pun intended) and explain to them how he, at the time, felt about himself thinking his brothers would help him figure out what the feeling was. After long talking session they all came to conclusion that the oldest brother is actually the oldest sister. Of course, everyone were really supportive, their father, April and Casey, Karai too.

But there was one last person who didn't know - her significant other. She knew that was wrong, you should be one of the first people to know. You both were talking many times about putting trust in each other and if there was something important you should let the other one know, that way, there wouldn't be any misunderstandings leading to unnecessary arguments.

But she couldn't help the uneasy feeling of dread that you wouldn't accept her, that you would turn your back and leave her. And she really didn't want that to happen.

Mikey took the phone out of her hand.

"Seriously, don't worry. I'm sure they would accept you like all of us did!" he encouraged. "I'm gonna text them to come to the lair and then go to my room acting like I'm not even there. Raph and Donnie are on patrol with April and Casey so you guys have time to talk. I hope they don't kill each other tho."

The other turtle chuckled appreciating her brother's attempt to cheer her up.

"Okay." she nodded. "Thank you, Mikey."

"No problemo, sis!"

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You walked into the open space in the sewers that the turtles and their rat father used as home. And since the day you have met them, this also became your home, especially after you started dating their blue-bandana leader.

"Hello? Anyone here?" you asked not noticing anyone in the main area.

"y/n..." you heard a quiet voice behind you.

Turning around you smiled at the familiar turtle standing beside a couch, shuffling from one feet to another.

"Hi, Leo!" grimace appeared on the ninja's face. "Is something wrong? Are you okay?"

Concern washed over you.

"No, no, I'm okay! But we need to talk."

Now you started to feel nervous. Have you done something wrong? Are you guys going to break up now? You really hope that's not the case.

You both sat on the couch, both extremely nervous.

"I..." the turtle started. "I have something to tell you."

You held your breath nodding to show you're listening. After a deep breath the terrapin began to speak again.

"Lately, I began to realize I feel different about myself, that something is not quite right. At first, I didn't know why but I had a talk with my brothers and we came to conclusion that, well..."

Small encouraging small appeared on your face.

"I-I am a girl now."

You stared, frozen in place, trying to process the information. That's...

"Is that all you wanted to say?" you asked but realized how rude it probably sounded. "No, wait, that didn't came out like I wanted it to. I ment, I was stressed that you're going to break up with me!"

Now was her turn to stare at you dumbfounded.

"...Aren't you the one breaking up with me?" she asked confused.

That's not the reaction she was expecting at all.

"What? Why would I want to do that?" you asked, not understanding her way of thinking.

"Because, well..." she hesitated. "I'm not the Leo you fell in love with anymore..."

The cobalt blue irises left your face and glared at her clenched fists laying on her lap. Small glistening tears started to form in her eyes when suddenly a hand was placed on one of her own. She slowly looked up and froze seeing your face.

There was just so much love in your own eyes, warmth started to spread on her cheeks. Honest feeling almost radiated of off you when you wiped her tears using the thumb of your other hand, grinn slowly making it's way on your face.

"I fell in love with you. Not the fearless leader, not the mutant ninja turtle, not Leonardo Hamato, but you. It does not matter who you were before or who you are now. I love you for you and I want you to be yourself, whoever that is." you cupped both her cheeks in your hands. "You are still the same person who I fell in love with."

She sat there speechlessly, the look you were giving her was so soft it was starting to make her melt. That's definitely not what she was expecting, but that was better than the best scenario she had thought about before.

She lifted her hands and placed them on yours enjoying the warm feeling spreading through her body. She wanted to answer, say anything to let you know how happy she was, but nothing came out. The turtle felt if she tried to speak then she would just start crying again.

But she didn't need to speak.

"So," you spoke up after a while. "what should I call you beside 'my girlfriend'?

She laughed lightly, lowering your hands from her face with one hand and wiping the tears of joy with the other.

"I thought about Leonore maybe? I'm not completely sure yet..."

"I think it sounds lovely!" you exclaimed, smile becoming even bigger than before. "So, my dear and wonderful girlfriend Leonore, would you like to watch some Space Heros with me while eating pizza?"

She giggled again. She couldn't find anyone better, she thought.

"Of course, couldn't think of anything better." she replied matching your energy. "And thank you. For all of that. I love you."

"It was only what I was supposed to do." your smile softening. "And I'm sure you heard me said that countless of times before but I'll tell you that as many times as you need.

I love you too."

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I think it turned out pretty good, let me know how you guys think! ^^

I made an # where I'll be putting any drabbles!

#ghost ☆: drabbles

Also tag for those ppl who wanted to read that: @disorganized-idiot @littlebeanprotector

[terrahlee-cup]

The finale of the ‘holy shit she has a lot to say about this one fic’ series before I return to my regularly scheduled random bullshit. Enjoy lol @raphaelesbian

Chapter 11

*sees author’s note, immediate fear*

Him thinking they look like they should be scared of him hurts me. The baby is not doing too hot tonight huh? Let them like youuuu 🥹

OUTFIT TIME YES! “We need to match if we’re going to be a team!” I KNOW I KEEP SAYING THIS BUT THEY’RE ADORABLE. 

“He’d gone past that feeling, to the frayed mess that he was now. He… didn’t want her to feel like this.” Buddy you shouldn’t feel like that either??? This child is so sweet with other people when he needs to be but never himself ow ouch.

These two are so excited to dress him up and I am excited to read it.

“Well, I love being difficult. Ask Leo.” And the self-deprecation is back. Ohp.

Love these two being legitimately concerned for him when they find out his family doesn’t know what he’s been doing. As much as everything they’ve been up to has usually been dangerous it’s really good for Raph to have more friends outside of his family.

Also, the actual effort to make him feel like he’s part of their little group is incredible and amazing and adorable and-

Ohp they found a landmine— wonder if that’ll come up again later?

Damn Raph didn’t even hesitate with that one did he. Call him a crybaby and he will have his revenge lol.

Oh yeah they still don’t get the turtle noise thing yet do they? And now the alcohol is really hitting time for the sad.

He’s… not going to be as quiet as usual while drunk. This could go poorly. He is so getting in trouble it is so obvious he’s intoxicated. Multiple people are up he is DOOMED.

Yep. Yeah his dad figured it out immediately. Oh boy. AND CASEY’S THERE TOO THERE GOES HIS EXCUSE FOR BEING OUT. I am. Uncomfortable. Agh, lying to his family is not good but he DOES need to be able to get out of the lair. He’s in a bad spot as it is without being cooped up all the time.

Ah. There’s the blow-up. Yayyyy. Donnie… hun, why in the actual fuck would you think suggesting that would be a good idea after everything that’s happened?

“None of you get to decide what I do!” Annnnd there’s the main problem. Sure, Raph may have been the ‘rebellious one’ before the brain worm, but people trying to control him (even if trying to protect him) is probably way more uncomfortable for him now. He lost all control of his body for what, 3+ months? Yeah can’t expect him to not need some level of freedom right now. Anxiety-inducing as hell for his family (entirely fair), but trying to keep him in the lair is probably going to do more harm than good.

Chapter 12

Oh hey he’s dissociating almost immediately after waking up that’s good! Yay! :D

“Karai would hate him for it.” Hun I very much doubt that. She definitely knows your family would find out eventually.

“If I’m such a disappointment, why do you even care what I’m doing?” Agh stupid dumb child must hug him.

“No wonder Shredder favored robots and mind control.” Oh boy. This can only go well. The self-deprecation is getting worse too lovely! Bud your family’s just really fucking worried damn it. They don’t hate you 😫

Mikeyyyyyy <3 bean. Lol he snuck Raph his phone, nice.

Of course he got caught immediately trying to sneak out. “for a moment he wanted him to give in.” This kid is NOT OKAY. AT ALL. That is NOT GOOD.

“the desperation woven into a noose that tightened with each word that fought its way through his esophagus.” EYYYYY HE SAID THE THING. (Ow.)

“Y’know, he said the same thing.” OW. FUCK. THAT WAS HARSH BUDDY- LIKE WAKE-UP CALL YES BUT ALSO WAY TOO MUCH.

I think I summarized a lot of my thoughts about these two chapters very well here:

But in all seriousness this is very well written and I am very excited for whenever the next chapter is uploaded. Seemingly we’re in for some more angst based on… certain posts *squints*

Love the chaos trio that is Shinigami, Karai, and Raph. They are menaces and will probably give Splinter gray hairs in the very near future lol. I suppose Raph and Karai have probably given him quite a few already on their own, though. Whoopsie.

[boots-with-the-fur-club]

Chapter 2 of my reincarnation fic!

@rottmnt-background-screenshots

@daboyau

“Okay, this clearly is something beyond my scope.” Donnie comments as he watches the recording from last night.

This was after he saw the readings he got were nearly incomprehensible.

The recording showed them all having their markings glow throughout the night.

There was also the fact that each of them remembered the dream from their own perspective.

The exact same dream.

“Draxum could probably tell us what’s happening.” Mikey suggests.

“Normally I’d keep pushing for science, but I’m worried that this unregulated use of our mystic powers may cause damage like it did to our arms, so I’m in agreement for calling him.”

“Should we tell dad first? This might be some Hamato kind of thing.” Raph mentions.

“Could save us a call. Let’s go see if he’s awake.” Leo leads the way to the movie room.

They find him watching his usual commercials.

“Dad, we gotta talk.”

“What is it, Red? Did one of you boys break something again?”

“No, uh…..we shared a weird dream where we were all different people in a different place that looked pretty old.”

Splinter tenses and shuts off the projector, which immediately makes everyone realize how serious this could be.

“Tell me more about it.”

The turtles explain how the dream went from their different viewpoints.

Splinter frowns and rubs his beard.

“I do not believe this is anything dangerous, I think I know what’s going on.”

“So it’s a Hamato thing like Raph thought?”

“No, not exactly Orange. Maybe not entirely. Do you know what reincarnation is?”

“That’s what Tora was talking about, something about another life.” Raph answers.

“There’s one belief that when we die, we could come back as anything, even another person. These dreams might actually be memories.”

Mikey gasps loudly.

“We’ve been a family before!” He squeals and pulls Leo into a hug.

Leo dramatically moves him away.

“No way, apparently Donnie was your favorite! Go hug him!”

Mikey whimpers and gives him the biggest sad eyes he can muster.

“Kidding, kidding!” Leo quickly brings him back into the hug.

“I thought our ancestors all became ghosts after they died, so how did they become us instead?” Raph questions.

“It’s only a possibility they were Hamato. They could have been anyone. We should try to contact Karai, she would know more.” Splinter answers.

“I can’t wait to see gram gram again. It feels like it’s been forever since our last talk.”

“According to my records it’s been….2 weeks.” Donnie corrects.

“Still way too long! Let’s do it!” Leo encourages.

They all go to the area in the lair they set up specially for contacting their ancestors. It was usually just for talking to Karai since Splinter was still angry the rest of them for trying to make his sons martyrs, but his mom was also summoned for some nice chats from time to time.

They sit down on their color coded pillows that were put together close to each other in a circle. All at once, they activate their ninpo and focus on bringing Karai out. Her form slowly appears in the center.

“Hi Gram-Gram!” Mikey greets her with a smile.

“Hello boys. I’m glad to see you all again.”

“It’s good to see you too Gram-Gram, but we’ve got somethin kinda serious to ask about.” Raph comments.

“The dreams, they’re worrying you.”

“Yeah! How’d ya know?”

“When your ninpo activated, I was able to sense what was going on. Please fill me in on the rest.”

The turtles tell her what they told Splinter.

“Your father mentioned the mystic warriors that trapped the Krang, yes?“

They all nod.

“They were 500 years before my time, but it was strongly believed that they started the Foot Clan.”

“Hold on, pops said the Foot Clan worshipped the Krang! Why would they worship who they were tryna stop?”

“The Foot Clan only started worshiping the Krang after they gave the armor to my father.”

“Wait….I’m not good at math, but if the key was made 1,000 years ago and it trapped them, how were there Krang to give your dad armor?” Leo scrunches up his face.

“Some Krang managed to avoid being captured. Enough to cause centuries worth of damage….but not enough to get back the key.”

“There’s been Krang here this entire time….?”

“I don’t know what happened to them after I sealed my father away, so unfortunately I don’t have much information. What I do know is that the ancestors before we became the Hamato clan aren’t the same. Despite the mystic energy, it’s only once we separated from the Foot that we could cultivate the Ninpo. My father himself only appears because of the Ninpo used to free him.”

“Then what you’re saying is that getting our ninpo back could have helped uncover latent mystic energy from before it was actually ninpo. It shook free memories and our ninpo helps us see it all at once.” Donnie explains.

Karai nods.

“Raphael possibly experienced bits and beforehand because he was the first to dig deep. Now that you all have had major moments, Leonardo especially, they are flowing through. Because they’re not channeled, they are random and scattered still. Through meditation and shared ninpo, you could see them clearly and without having to sleep to do it. Some memories may only come through based on the person you’re sharing ninpo with.”

“Thanks for the advice Gram-Gram. We’ll start practicin.” Raph smiles at her.

“Stay safe and be careful.” She vanishes into green light.

“We should try it out now! I want to see more of what we were like!” Mikey shouts excitedly.

“I’m with Mikey, small Raph is hilarious.” Leo smirks.

“This may help be gather more data about this whole situation so I agree too.” Donnie states.

“Go on and try. I will stay with you in case something goes wrong.” Splinter adds.

“Let’s do it then!” Raph stands up and he helps his brothers bring their seats closer together.

Splinter sits outside the new circle and the turtles hold hands before closing their eyes. They each dig into their ninpo, causing their marks to light up like before. Thoughts of the lives they led before transform the dark in front of them into a bright and cloudless day. There’s a dirt road in front of them as well, one that’s moving. It seemed they were hitching a ride on a cart that was mostly occupied with hay.

Kosuke and Tora both kick their feet up and down as they sit together on the edge of the cart. Aoi yawns as leans against the hay and Tomo frowns while looking at the younger two of their group.

“You’re sure that you know how to earn money?”

“How do you think I’ve kept me and Tora fed? I told you not to worry. I’ve got everything under control. Now that I’m your big brother-“

“We’re the same age.”

“But I’m bigger, so I’m the biggest brother, and that means I take care of all of you.”

“They won’t take us to any orphanages?”

“I’ll be honest with you, the orphanage didn’t care that you left. They probably filled up the spaces there already. None of them want to take in any kids they don’t have to. We can stay together. That’s a sworn promise.”

“Don’t promise something you can’t keep.”

“That’s why I don’t! I can make sure no one gets taken away. Just like I can keep us fed. We’re already almost there.” He points towards a farm.

“A farm? What will we do there?”

“Anything they need us to. If they don’t need help then we go to their neighbors.”

“Ugh, physical labor….”

Aoi laughs.

“I’ll be doing most of the heavy lifting.”

“But I help too!” Tora interjects.

“That true, she is a force to be reckoned with. I saw her carry a hay bale twice her size.”

“Really!? No wonder we got that boulder down! You’re so strong!” Kosuke’s eyes light up.

Tora moves her sleeve up and proudly flexes her arm.

Kosuke pokes her arm in awe.

They eventually get off the cart before heading towards the house. Aoi introduces himself and everybody else then asks about any work they could help out with for money.

To Tomo’s surprise, the farmer eagerly accepts. Aoi is sent to take care of the farm animals while the rest of the three harvest fruit.

Tora pouts heavily as she picks pears off the tree and places them in a basket.

“No fair….they won’t let me help him because I’m a girl.”

“I’m surprised anyone had let you before.” Tomo comments.

“It’s because I was wearing a boy’s yukata. In my next life I want to be a big and strong boy like aniki.”

“You could grow bigger and stronger as a girl! So big and strong that you’re better than any boy.” Kosuke suggests.

Tora’s eyes sparkle like everything was just made clear.

“You’re a genius!”

Kosuke smiles widely.

They only stop working once the sun goes down. The three of them head to the house and see Aoi already there, talking to the farmer again. When he sees them, he ends the conversation and rushes over.

“Guys! He said we could sleep in the barn for tonight.”

“What? How’d you convince him of that?” Tomo questions.

“Aniki is the best at talking to people.” Tora says proudly.

“That’s not a real answer.”

“No worrying about how! Let’s just get to sleep.” Aoi walks past them and to the barn.

Tomo narrows his eyes as he watches him again and is the last to follow him. The farmer’s wife was nice enough to give them futons to sleep on before leaving them to rest.

Kosuke was snuggled into Tomo’s side despite the summer heat. Tora was already fast asleep, splayed out with her limbs on top of Aoi’s.

“How do you sleep like that?” Tomo doesn’t move his head, but he can see it clearly.

“You get used to it. It’s part of being a family. Goodnight!” Aoi closes his eyes.

Tomo sighs and does the same.

It’s difficult for him to actually fall asleep. He’s aware that everything is okay, that they’re safer than they had been for a while.

So why can’t he sleep?

After what could have been hours, he’s never sure when this happens, he finally opens his eyes and looks over back at Aoi.

All he sees is Tora hugging an empty futon.

Panic fills him as he sits straight up, still avoiding waking up. He notices that the barn door is closed. It only made everything seem weirder. He quickly leaves the barn and glances around outside to see if Aoi was nearby.

No luck.

He closes the barn door behind him and starts searching the whole farm. Once getting to the chicken coop, his seeking ends.

Aoi is in the middle of a yawn but jerks up in surprise.

“Tomo! Whaaat are you doing here?”

“That’s the question I have.”

“Just….getting some air. Couldn’t sleep.”

“Your words say one thing but your yawning says another.”

Aoi sighs.

“They only let us stay here because I agreed to guard their animals. Something has been spooking through chickens.”

“You worked harder than us today, why didn’t you ask for someone else to do it?”

“Because there’s no way I’m letting any of you get hurt if it’s a big animal! The rule is that it’s me before anyone else in this family.”

“I don’t recall agreeing to that.”

“Too bad, biggest brother makes the rules.”

“For the last time, you’re not-“ Tomo looks behind him and freezes.

Aoi turns around and sees glowing eyes in the darkness. His arm immediately shoots out and across Tomo’s chest.

“Get behind me!”

“I can’t just-!”

Whatever is in the darkness starts coming closer, fast, and Aoi throws himself over Tomo. His eyes shut right and he tenses as he curls protectively around him.

“…..Aoi. It’s okay. You can get up.”

He opens his eyes.

“Why?”

“It’s just a cat.”

Aoi quickly moves away from him and sees the cat casually stroll away.

“The gods are cruel.” He sighs heavily in relief.

“…..You really meant everything you said.”

“Of course I did. I really don’t know you or your brother, but when we became kenzoku, that wasn’t something to just say. We’re in this together now. Even if I wasn’t older than you, I’d still want to protect you. I’d want to help.” He smiles.

“I still feel like….the kind of person you are….the way you act, you don’t really exist. You can’t.”

“Then I guess I’ll just have to keep proving I do.”

Tomo smiles back softly.

“Now come on, you should get back to sleep.”

Aoi starts pulling him along.

“I don’t think so. Stay here.”

Tomo makes him let go and rushes off. Aoi stays where he’s standing, confused.

That is until Tomo brings their futons back with him and lays them on the ground.

“We’re sleeping in shifts.”

“But-“

“No buts. It’s the only way I’ll be able to get rest. You sleep first before anymore cats get here.”

Aoi chuckles.

“Okay, okay, deal.”

He lays down and Tomo sits upright on his.

“Goodnight, for real this time.” Aoi closes his eyes.

“Goodnight.” Tomo looks at him and watches him actually fall asleep.

He then looks back at the barn where everyone else is sleeping.

“And thank you.”

The turtles snap out of the memory and open their eyes.

“Ohmigosh, we were so cute!” Mikey squeals.

“That cat part was pretty funny, right Donnie?….Donnie…?” Leo’s eyes widen as he looks at him.

He’s crying.

[hypocriticaltypwriter]

(Since I can't find a post that give me the option to ask you to info dump)

✨️: Do you have anything that you would want to share about your character(s), but just haven't told yet?

SKY YOU DONT KNOW WHAT YOU'RE UNLEASHING RN BUT I LOVE YOU FOR IT AND IM GIVING YOU SO MANY FACE KISSES

OK OK IMMA USE MY RISE GOOBERS FOR THIS ASK >:D I have so many rambles for them AHAHAHAHAHA

During the colder weather (from late fall through winter and early spring), while the kids brumate, they tend to cling to sources of warmth a lot... Especially after Tamsin and Don go to sleep they share the same bed with the kids through the months to make sure they stay it safe sleeping positions, since the boys don't have shells like their sisters, they curl into themselves and roll onto their stomachs, so Don and Tams make sure they don't get caught in any pillows or blankets so they can't breath.

ANYWAY back to the warmth thing 🙌 Tamsin tends to become a personal heater at night, and most likely wakes up covered in little bodies while getting some of the most awful hot flashes she's ever had in older age+motherhood combined. But can she do anything? Nope.

But you know what's worse than a bunch of little warm bodies adding to your excruciating body heat? Your cold-blooded husband is adding to the bunch. 🙃

-

When Tamsin was pregnant with Galileo, Donnie had noticed how excited and happy she was through the whole thing- not that she wasn't content or delighted with her first few! But she just seemed to glow this time around.

She'd go to town with Karai, and April to go look for fabric for clothes, or toys, or She'd excitedly remind and tell her boys that they're going to have another baby brother she just knew it!

So Donnie couldn't help but ask why she was so chipper from day to night through everything, even the morning sickness and swollen ankles she always seemed to have a smile.

And she looked at him and said: "Cause I get to try again. I getting be a mom all over again... In a better time, in a better life... We can finally add to our family without having to worry about a bigger home, or food rations. We finally have a perfect home, for a perfect family."

-

A lot of people don't know, but when Karai was about four or so, she got super clingy to Tamsin, and would follow her around and cuddle/nuzzle into her armpit or in the crook of her chest or into the plush skin of her stomach. Tamsin was a bit confused with the sudden burst of affection, but wrapped it up to just being a kid, and kids are clingy. One thing that was weird was if Tamsin went somewhere without Kay, (I.E bathroom, shower, missions, ect.) She'd go into a fit- so much so even Donnie couldn't help.

Again, they just assumed it was her being clingy... Until the morning sickness started, and the little sign of menstruation coming around anytime soon. 😳

[officiallyashley]

“Let us help you guys...” (. tmnt 2003 .)

SUMMARY: Ever since their encounter with Draco and the Daimyo’s son, Alex, Raph, and the others had realized how odd Donnie and Ash are acting.

NOTES: enjoy! This takes place weeks after the episode called Same As It Never Was. This is one of my favorite episodes in the TMNT 2003 series, so I thought that I would write a oneshot about it and how those events really messed with Ashley and Donatello. You may want to re-read the Same As It Never Was headcanons that I made a while back for some clarity. 

WARNINGS: depictions of self-destructive behaviors, elements of anxiety, elements of depression, mentions of multiple character deaths, implications of disordered eating patterns, depictions of clear mental health issues, arguments amongst couples. If there are any other warnings that a missed, then tell me and I’ll add them.

𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲, 𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦. 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!

{~~~}

THERE WAS SOMETHING WRONG WITH ASHLEY AND DONATELLO. 

The two ninjas have been fighting their inner demons and trauma alone for the past few weeks. It had been like this since Draco and the Daimyo’s son fused together, stole Lord Simultaneous’ Time Scepter, and sent the turtles and the kunoichis to different points in time. Once Ash and Donnie had gotten back from their point in time, they were vastly different from before. Everyone was extremely worried for Donnie and Ash. Their family desperately wanted to help the two of them with dealing with whatever they had to deal with, but it was so incredibly challenging to get anything out of them. Both Ash and Donnie became quieter and more reclusive. Ash’s irritation and self-destructive habits had started showing up again, and her patience and tolerance were practically nonexistent. Donnie was the same way in terms of irritability. His fuse was a lot shorter than normal, which was extremely unlike Donnie’s typically levelheaded demeanor. Donnie began to throw himself into old inventions and new projects, constantly keeping himself busy with something. 

Everyone knew that Donnie overworked himself to distract himself from the troubles he was experiencing. Their family knew exactly the reason why Ash was wearing long sweatshirts in the middle of the sweltering heat. Ashley and Donatello weren’t the same people as they were before the time-traveling incident happened. For the turtles, April, Casey, and Splinter, all that they felt was helplessness and worry for their two family members. These drastic personality changes in Donnie and Ash have caused rifts in their relationships with others. Donnie was more likely to get aggravated at Alex accidentally knocking something over as she brought her boyfriend his third cup of coffee in the morning, and that led to Donnie blowing up in her face. When Raph would say something sarcastic as a joke, Ash wouldn’t take it as what it was and explode like a bomb. 

It was like walking on eggshells when others were around Ash and Donnie. It was transparent that both Donnie and Ash needed some mental health help, but they both were constantly denying that they needed help. Leo and the others realized that their family members weren’t willing to talk about what they witnessed because they didn’t want to burden anyone. At first, Splinter had told everybody to just give Donnie and Ash some time to process everything themselves. For about two weeks, the Hamato family was patient with the purple-masked turtle and the brunette teenager. By the time the third week had rolled around, nothing was improving. Even now, coming up on the fifth week of no answers and pondering, it was clear to everyone that Donnie and Ash needed to talk about what they were going through. No one wanted to be the one to come off as invading or nosy, but it had become almost too much for the others to see Ash and Donnie deteriorate right in front of their eyes. Seeing how much their family members were suffering in silence was becoming frustrating for the rest of their friends and family because they didn’t know how to help them. Donnie and Ash weren’t giving anyone any sort of inkling as to how they could aid them because they both thought that they didn’t need and deserved the help that was right in front of them. 

Ashley’s stomach growled ferociously. She didn’t have to ponder why the hunger pains were so strong. The brunette hadn’t eaten that much over the past three days, which is something that she didn’t realize Leo and Mikey had picked up on. Ash decided that, fine, she would go and retrieve a little something from the kitchen. Walking into the kitchen area of the lair, Ash saw that her loyal boyfriend was sitting at the counter sipping on a glass of water. Judging by the fact that he was breathing slightly heavier than usual, Ash could surmise that he had been training harder. That was one of his ways of coping with stressful situations. 

“Hey, there, sweetheart. How are ya feeling?” Raph inquired. There was a genuineness to his tone of voice, along with a hint of concern. 

“I’m fine,” The brunette said in a clipped tone. 

It stayed silent for a brief moment. That was until Raph spoke up and broke the quietness. “Ya can’t just keep fighting in silence like this, Ashley. You and Don both can’t keep this up forever.” The red-banded ninja turtle commented on his lover’s and his younger brother’s unusual mannerisms. His tone was lowered and unsmiling. 

Ash grumbled in response. They annoyingly grabbed the cherry and chocolate-flavored Greek yogurt from the top shelf at the back of the fridge, and they slammed the door. They stayed inaudible as they walked to the other side of the kitchen and opened the silverware drawer, retrieving a spoon from its holder. Ash tore open the seal to the Greek yogurt, expecting to remove it cleanly. However, to their dismay, the cover didn’t even come close to ripping off easily. There was only roughly half of it that tore off. This made Ashley growl in anger. “RAH! UGH!” Ash exclaimed loudly with rage in her voice. The brunette threw the spoon across the stovetop, clashing noisily with the top of the stove. “Why didn’t it open right?! Goddammit!” Ash screamed, “You know what? What’s the fucking point? I wasn’t hungry anyway!” Ash then pushed the carton of yogurt to the back of the stovetop. 

Raph approached his girlfriend carefully. Ash had her head in her hands, her lavender-grey hues wide with so many different and complicated feelings that were locked inside of her. “Ashley, calm down,” Raph said softly, putting his hand on her shoulder in an effort to comfort her, “please, you need to talk to someone.” 

Ashley scooted away from her lover’s touch. This disheartened Raph, but he wasn’t going to give up on trying to comfort her. “Don’t touch me, Raph! I’m fine!” Ash protested harshly. 

Raph narrowed his eyes. “Really?! Are you really fine, Ashley?!” The ninja turtle’s voice was rising from its normal vocal volume. “Yer getting upset over a fucking yogurt not opening right! Ya don’t usually get so damn upset about small shit like this! This isn’t like ya!” Raph infuriatingly pointed this out to his significant other. 

Ash clenched their fists. Their demeanor was giving off vibes of irritation, depression, and reverence. All Raph wanted to was to help Ashley, and he wanted to know what had happened. What was going through their mind? “Raphael, for the last fucking time, I’m fine! I don’t need help!” Ash exclaimed arduously. 

Raph balled up his fist, closed his eyes tight, and he slammed it against the counter. This caused a loud BANG! to ring out across the rest of the lair. He opened his eyes, looking straight at his girlfriend, who had fallen silent from what the ninja turtle just did. The atmosphere was tense and thick. Still, she didn’t let the loud noise, no matter how scared she was of them, falter her cutting gaze toward Raph. “You are so goddamn stubborn, ya know that, Ashley?” Raph spoke tightly and lowly. He sighed out of annoyance. “Fuck, it’s like I’m talking to a brick wall! Every time I try something to help ya out, it doesn’t work! There’s always an obstacle that I have to overcome. It’s the same thing with Don! Hell, am I doing something wrong?!” Raph exclaimed stressfully. The volume of his voice was booming at the beginning, but as he continued to speak, his volume went back down to a normal level. “I wanna help ya both out, we all wanna help ya both out, but we just can’t! We can’t because you and Donnie won’t give us anything to go off of!” His emotions were finally erupting, and he was getting everything off of his plastron at last. 

Ash was thinking before they spoke. “Listen, I can’t speak for Donnie, but I’m okay. I don’t need help, so you and the others don’t have to worry about me.” The brunette declared in a low and calm manner. Their tone of voice was too steady for Raph. Far too even and collected to Raph to feel any sort of easement or reassurance from his lover. 

Raph could feel the irritation and rage cloud his thought process. He could sense the pain and agony bubbling up inside of him. Raph bit his lip. All he could do was stare at the love of his life, someone who he loves dearly and more than anyone else in the world, and think about how broken they are. Raph couldn’t even imagine how Ash and Donnie were feeling. They were both feeling and experiencing the same emotions, as they were together when everything took place. “Ashley, I love ya so much. I want ya to be happy in life, and I can’t stand to see ya wallow in the negativity yer feeling. I’m telling ya this now, and I plan on telling Don the same damn thing to hopefully get this through yer thick skulls: ya both need to come clean about what happened when the whole Daimyo-Draco shit went down. This is seriously fucking you two up, and no one here wants ya both to continually suffer in silence.” Raph sighed shakily. It was like he was about to burst out crying from frustration and anxiety. “Please, it doesn’t even have to be me, but at this point, ya need to talk to someone. I’m beggin’ ya, baby, just… help yourself live happily by going to someone that ya love…” The red-masked ninja turtle was practically begging and pleading with Ashley for them to take his advice. He held Ash’s hands gently, tenderly squeezing back. 

Ash just kept that same stone-cold expression on their face. They didn’t know what to say to Raph, so they made the decision to not comment on anything that was said. Ash averted their gaze from Raph’s gaze. Eyes are the windows to the soul, as some others would say, and the brunette teenager knew that Raph was trying to see the emotions carved out in her eyes. She didn’t want Raph to see into her trauma, just to spare him from having to hear everything. Ash doesn’t want that for Raph nor anyone else that they love, and neither would Donnie. 

Ash didn’t squeeze Raph’s hands back. Raph took the hint, so he let go of his partner’s hands. Discouraged by this conversation, he decided that he would leave and give the brunette woman some space to calm down. Before he left the kitchen, though, Raph leaned over and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. “I love ya, Ash,” Raph muttered, “Don’t forget that.” After that, Raph left the conversation. Ash was frozen in place. Now, they were left alone with only their thoughts, the mess they’d made, and the quietness they’d created. 

Meanwhile, with Donnie and Alex, things were going just about the same as they were with Raph and Ashley. Alex had come into her turtle boyfriend’s laboratory to check up on him. Alex still had that familiar anxious feeling in her gut. Nonetheless, the psychic woman was still very adamant about getting something out of the love of her life. Most every time Alex had dropped by Donnie’s laboratory, she would inquire about how he was feeling. That was her entryway into allowing Donnie an opportunity to voice how he was feeling and what he and her younger sister experienced together. To Alex’s disappointment, Donnie never took that chance to be vocal about his troubles. He would just brush it off like nothing, focus even harder on his work, and then ignore Alex for the rest of the time that she was in there with him. This was frustrating to Donnie’s girlfriend, but alas, Alex wasn’t deterred by his dismissive mannerisms. 

Typically, Alex wouldn’t pry too much when it came to other people dealing with emotionally challenging situations. She knew that people had the right to their emotional privacy, as did she have the right to that, as well. However, under these circumstances, the red-haired woman couldn’t be complicit in Donnie staying silent about his sufferings. She had to say something to Donnie. Even if she didn’t want to be perceived as persistent and nosy, Alex had to get Donnie to say something about what had happened to him and Ash. Alex tried discussing this critical matter with her younger sister, but that didn’t go well by any means. If anything, it made everything so much worse for both of the sisters. If she wasn’t able to reach Ashley, then Alexandria sure as hell was going to reach Donatello. Now, after wanting her boyfriend to communicate with her, Donnie was, unquestionably, antagonized by Alex’s concerns. 

“Alex, stop! I told you so many times already that nothing is wrong!” Donnie exclaimed with vexation, turning around in his swivel seat. 

Alex sighed. She tried not to lose her composure. “Listen, babe, I want to help you. If you just… tell me what happened, if you talk about what you and Ash went through, I can help! I want to comfort you!” Alex expressed vehemently, standing up from her seat. 

Donnie stood up from his seat. “I don’t need comfort, Alex, because I’m—”

“Okay? Okay?! You’re not okay, Donatello! You’re not!” The red-haired psychic exclaimed with a shattered voice. She almost let tears fall from her emerald green orbs, but, as of now, she successfully held them in. “I-It’s challenging enough to watch my baby sister deteriorate in front of me — I can’t lose you, too!” 

Everything went silent. The couple didn’t have the strength to speak up, as they both let Alex’s statements linger in the air for a minute. “Dove… I, um, I-I…” Donnie trailed off, lost. He was rendered speechless. 

“Don’t you fucking say it.” Alex stated darkly, glaring at him, “I mean it, Donatello! Don’t you say that you’re okay, or that you don’t need comfort! You do need those things now more than ever!” Her emerald gaze held tearfulness and worry. 

Donnie thought about what he was going to say next. He knew that what he was about to say was going to piss off his significant other, but he didn’t know what else to say to her. “I’m fine. Just let me work.” He stated simply. 

Even though his statement was barely audible, the redhead heard exactly what the purple-banded ninja turtle had just told her. With that response, she was pissed. Her eyes went wide, and she just went off on her boyfriend. “Donatello Hamato, I want to help you! We all want to help you! However, we can’t do that until you tell us how to do that! Talking to Ashley is fucking pointless because they won’t speak up, and trying to get anything out of you is a goddamn nightmare because you’re not giving anyone anything to work with!” Alexandria confessed with tears beginning to cascade down her face. She was beyond stressed out with her boyfriend, and she, along with the rest of Donnie’s family, was worried sick. This all showed in her voice as she ranted. 

“Dove—”

“We are all feeling so damn hopeless with both you and Ash! Do you know how worried sick we all are of both of you?!” Alex questioned her boyfriend harshly, but she wasn’t giving him any time to respond. “I want you to be able to enjoy your life while you have it! I want you to love yourself and the family that you have! No one wants to see you wallow in your own misery, Donnie. Especially me. I can’t see you fall down the rabbit hole of depression and wander aimlessly through a wonderland of confusion and hurt. Splinter is worried about you. Your brothers, Casey, and April don’t know how to aid you. I… I’ve run out of all of the ideas, as well. I feel so incredibly fucking helpless…! We… We all feel so helpless! We just want to help you two…” Alex sobbed, an arduous and broken tone in her voice. The red-haired teenager began to cry, and the sound of her hiccups filled the room. 

Donnie was stunned by her words. He could see how long Alex had been holding all of this inside of her, and he could only imagine what everyone else was feeling. Even though he wanted to inform his family of what he and his good friend had been through in the previous weeks, Donnie couldn’t bring himself to do it. He was frightened by what he had to go through, and he knew for certain that Ashley was just as haunted as he was. They were both extremely riddled with trauma. 

“I don’t want to talk about it at all, Dove…” Donnie voiced after a moment of silence. 

“Fine,” Alex muttered bitterly, “I’ll give you the space that you need to continue your work. I’m always open to talk if you need someone to rant to.” With that, the female psychic wiped the tears from her eyes and her cheeks. She silently put her hair up in a high ponytail, turning away from Donnie. Without another word, Alexandria Singh had walked out of Donnie’s laboratory. This left Donnie alone, reveling in the aftermath of this argument. He began to overthink everything that had just taken place, wondering what he could have done differently so this wouldn’t have happened. 

Alexandria and Raphael both stormed out of the rooms they were previously in. They both walked into the living room, sitting next to each other on the couch. In front of them sat Leo and Master Splinter on the couch across from them. Mikey resided on the floor in front of the tv where he was playing his video games. It was quiet for a brief moment, as no one knew what to say at first. Splinter was waiting to see if either his second oldest son or the psychic teen was going to speak up, but neither of them did. 

After a bit, Mikey paused his game. “Okay, someone has to say something. The silence is wayyyy too loud for my liking.” The orange-masked turtle commented as he broke the quietness. 

“I’m assuming that you guys got in another fight with Ash and Donnie respectively?” Leo surmised before taking a sip of his chamomile tea. Although, no one needed to guess what happened because everyone else in the lair could hear both altercations going on from where they were. It was even louder because both arguments were happening at the same time. 

“Yeah,” Alex sniffled quietly. She kept her voice low and her responses short. 

Raph just grunted in reply. 

Splinter hummed in thought. “Hmm… this is most troublesome…” He spoke with contemplation. 

“Master Splinter, we’ve tried everything with Donnie and Ashley! What are we supposed to do now?” Leo asked his teacher, searching for some guidance. 

“Fuck, I don’t know what to do! I already told Donnie that we want to help him, but we’re feeling incapable of doing so.” Alex chimed in with distress. 

“I told the exact same thing to Ash, and they didn’t listen to a goddamn thing I said!” Raphael voiced. 

“At least they both know how we all feel now…” Mikey piped up, trying to look on the bright side of things in this situation. 

However, no one else in the room could do that at the moment. “Yeah, but that doesn’t mean that they’re gonna come to us to speak about it, Mike,” Raphael replied to what his younger brother said. 

“Damn…” Mikey cursed under his breath. He was pondering something, but no one had pulled him up on it. 

Splinter carefully stood up from his seat on the couch. “Master Splinter?” Leo inquired. 

“Let me talk to them,” Master Splinter told the four teenagers. 

“Good luck with that, dad,” Raph murmured under his breath. 

Without another word and with no objections from any one of the four teens, Splinter retrieved both Ashley from the kitchen and Donnie from his laboratory. The three of them followed behind the elder inaudibly. Neither Ash nor Donnie even acknowledged Raph or Alex. The two of them couldn’t even look their lovers in the eyes after their respective arguments took place because of how guilty they felt. Ash and Donnie couldn’t even meet Leo and Mikey’s gaze. They wished that they could find the courage to finally tell their family the events that took place, but it was too hard for Ash and Donnie to do that. 

Donnie and Ash sat next to each other. They were sat on their knees facing Master Splinter. “What do you need us for, Master Splinter?” Donnie asked his Sensei. 

Master Splinter grabbed a tea kettle, and he poured the tea he prepared beforehand into three teacups. Calmly, he spoke. “My son, I brought you both into the dojo to discuss what has been bothering you.” Master Splinter stated simply. He handed Ashley and Donnie some tea, which they took with no objections. 

Donnie remained silent. This left the answering up to the brunette. Begrudgingly, she responded to her elder. “I’m okay, Sensei,” Ash whispered briefly. 

Splinter lifted his brow in question. “Ashley, Donatello, it has been quite evident that you are suffering in silence. Whatever it was that you went through, let us help you with processing it.” Master Splinter said calmly, attempting to ease the nerves of his son and his student. 

Ashley took a sip of her tea. Hmm… Earl grey… They thought to themselves. Donnie didn’t bother to take a sip of the tea that his father gave him. “Splinter, I can’t speak for Donnie, but I can assure you and everyone else that there isn’t anything that’s bothering me,” Ash said with a sigh. 

“If there is nothing wrong, then why are you trembling?” Master Splinter questioned with furrowed brows. 

Ash’s stoic expression on her face morphed into one of confusion. Then, into an expression of surprise. What? Trembling? That’s when the brunette teenager glanced down at the hand that held the glass teacup. Sure enough, the teacup was shaking along with their hand. Ash’s lip quivered. Still, she stayed quiet. Donnie glanced over to see that, yes, indeed, Ash’s hand was unsteady due to some sort of emotional distress. Her mental and emotional turmoil was finally showing through after all of this time. 

“You, my son,” Splinter began, making Donnie turn his attention to his father, “have been struggling. You and Ashley have been extremely traumatized by a specific incident. You know you can tell me anything that you desire.” The ninja master tried to appeal to the two young adults that he was a safe space for them to vent their mental and emotional wounds. 

To the Splinter and Ashley’s surprise, it was Donnie that broke first. “S-Sensei, what we saw was awful… It's been over a month now, and I still can’t get those images out of my head! I can’t even sleep at night because of how horrible my nightmares are!” Donnie finally broke, and there were tears pricking his eyes. Tears were threatening to fall, and it became evident in his tone of voice. 

“Don’s right, Splinter… Every time I close my eyes, I see all of the blood. I see all of the gore. I hear them take their last breaths, I hear their painful screams. They keep telling me that I could’ve done better, that—that I should have saved them!” Ashley just started to burst out in sobs. She was hysterically crying, tears falling continually down her cheeks. Her makeup had begun to smudge slightly. However, she didn’t give a care in the world at the moment. 

“Who are you referring to?” Splinter asked his student, intrigued by what they were saying. 

That’s when Donnie and Ash both started to explain everything that happened to them. How they were transported thirty years into the future in a dystopian future, and what happened in that timeline. How the Shredder took over New York City, how Donnie left and never returned, how Splinter died in front of his sons and the kunoichis, and how Casey had been murdered right in front of everyone’s eyes. They both commented on how broken the Hamato family had become in that timeline. Ash even mentioned how she died in childbirth with her and Raph’s fourth child, and how Alex ran away and never came back after losing her husband and their baby. They also mentioned the plan that Ash and Donnie came up with, and how they, with the help of that timeline’s version of Mikey, Leo, Raph, April, and Raph and Ash’s children, were finally able to bring peace to that timeline. However, this is where both Donnie and Ash choked up. 

Splinter took in everything that the teenagers were saying. They were very clearly distressed. Both of them were crying heavily, Ash more than Donnie. It wasn’t like either of them to just start crying like they currently were, and Splinter knew this. Ash was biting her thumb as a small toddler would, and Donnie kept his gaze averted from his father. “Take your time, my children,” Master Splinter told them steadily. He was shocked by the information that was already told to him, but he didn’t let it outwardly affect him. 

“Even though Donnie and I managed to defeat the Shredder and ensure peace in their timeline, so many lives were lost along the way. April has absolutely no other friends left, and me and Raph’s poor babies don’t have their mother nor their father around anymore!” Ash cried out, sniffling. “They don’t even have their Uncles or Aunts by their side to help them through this tough time…” 

“It’s horrendously dark, Master Splinter. It’s all just so… bleak and miserable…” Donnie muttered sadly, his voice breaking under the pressure of his emotions. 

“I am so sorry that you two had witnessed something as traumatic as that. Truly, I am.” Splinter said genuinely. He felt horrible that there was a timeline out there where his mortal enemy had won, his family became broken apart, and his loved ones ended up dead in one way or another. Splinter couldn’t imagine what it was like to see how it ended like Ashley and Donatello did. He paused for a minute, thinking of what else to say. “You both should be proud that you reunited the three brothers with each other. I would like to think that there was a sense of comfort for those three seeing you both there with them.” 

“There was. That version of Raph was just so… broken. Leo and Mikey were, too! Mikey wasn’t as boisterous and fun-loving as he once was, and…” Ash chimed in after they had calmed down from their sobbing, “… fuck! It’s all so tragic! I wish I could do something to rewrite their history! N-None of them deserves what they got!” 

Splinter silently stood up from where he was sitting. The great ninja master crouched down in front of his son and his son’s friend, and he hugged them tightly to comfort them. “You should be proud of what you two did. Even if you couldn’t save everyone, you, Ashley and Donatello, made such an impact on the people that were spared. Your bravery and leadership changed their course of time forever, and you should be fulfilled with what you two did. I know for certain that version of April and the others are beyond grateful for what you both did.” Splinter spoke to his two pupils gently.

Ash and Donnie immediately embraced their Sensei in response. Ashley sniffled a little more, but Donnie still continued to let the tears silently fall from his eyes. “Thank you, Master Splinter, for being there for us,” Ash expressed her and Donnie’s gratitude. 

“Of course. We are all family here, and we need to be there for each other when we need it the most.” Splinter voiced truthfully. 

As the three of them broke the hug, that’s when the rest of the Hamato family walked in. First, it was Mikey, then Leo, then Raph and Alex, and April and Casey. Donnie rushed over to Alex, who engulfed him in a big hug with a gentle smile present on her face. Ash walked quickly over to Raph, and she hugged him tightly. “I’m assuming that you all heard everything?” Ash asked softly. 

“We did, babe, we did,” Raph confirmed as Ash gave him a kiss on the cheek, “ya don’t have to re-explain everything again.” 

Both the couples dispersed from their hugs. Mikey offered his big brother a bright grin, and he pulled Donnie into a side hug. Leo approached Ashley, who was standing next to her boyfriend. “I-I’m sorry if I’ve been a dick over the last few weeks…” Ash trailed off. 

Leo put his hand up. “Ash, we understand. You and Donnie have been through a hell of a lot. You guys need to rest and mentally recoup from what you’ve been through.” The blue-masked leader expressed his comprehension of the situation. 

“Thanks for understanding, bro,” Ashley said with a smile and a thankful gleam in her lavender-grey eyes.

“Let us help you guys,” Leo started, “alright? We can’t have you and Don going through such an ordeal all by yourselves.” 

“Yeah, you’re right,” Ash said as she gave Leo a quick hug, “You’re a good friend, Leonardo. Don’t forget that.” 

Leo just grinned, giving his best friend a nod in response. 

Ashley and Donnie were far from recovered, and they both knew that what they saw that day will still continue to haunt them in a way. However, with their family by their side, Ash and Donnie knew that comfort was just one initiation away. They knew that help was just one call away. Ashley and Donatello knew that they had plenty of support around them, and they also knew that they didn’t have to suffer from their inner demons alone. 

𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 © 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑. 𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚. 𝐢 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐞𝐭𝐜. 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥.

[j-nope-not-today]

Staring problem

Genre: fluff, crack, smut if you like squint.

TMNT Donatello x reader

It had been an incredibly long day and all I wanted to do was crumble into a heap on my bed, but alas I couldn't.

I had agreed to go with my friend April to a party. As she put it it was a small get together, but knowing her and her crazy ideas we were going to end up at a party.

I wanted to wear something comfortable. My pajamas had looked oh so tempting, but if she got into trouble which I knew in my heart she would I had to be prepared.

So I wore some of my comfiest leggings and grabbed a t-shirt and haphazardly did my hair up. Sighing and grabbing my backpack and filling it with a water bottle, first aid kit, and extra necessities I knew I would need.

Slinging a strap over my shoulder I grimaced to myself before counting down from five and right as I reached one I turned to my door as April walked in with a big smile.

"Are you ready?!" She smiled at me and I looked at her and smiled back.

"No, but who's ever really ready?" She grabbed my hand and pulled me into the hall and began walking.

"Don't worry it's gonna be so much fun!"

"With you..of course it's gonna be fun."

And I of course was absolutely right in my assumption we would get into trouble.

Twenty minutes into the "get together" a small smoke bomb went off a few yards away from us. Suddenly people began to shout and run away, and I looked and noticed what had to be the last members of the foot clan causing chaos.

"Wonderful.." I muttered before grabbing April's hand and turning to book it away.

I was suddenly pulled back and I had thought for a moment that my arm was suddenly ripped out of my socket with the force she used to pull me. I huffed and grabbed my shoulder looking at her incredulously.

"Why aren't you running away! You should be running away!" I panicked and grabbed her hand again.

"I have to get this on camera! We'll be fine trust me." She pulled away from me and held her phone up and began to walk closer to them.

"Are you crazy!? April they have guns!" I shouted and against my better judgement ran after my very dumb friend.

I looked around her and saw them pushing a man onto the ground and then pointing a gun at him, but before anything worse could happen.

A giant turtle man wacked the foot clan soldier with a..staff?

I stood shocked as April turned to look at me with a smile.

"I told you we would be fine."

I spluttered for a moment before my senses came back to me and by that time, I realized that the last standing soldiers had run off in well fear.

"You want to tell me why your so calm when there are..one..two..four turtle people looking at us?" I whispered to her, and she laughed before answering me.

"They're my friends y/n."

"Yeah ok. That's totally normal." I nodded and looked back to them before they stopped in front of us.

"Hey April." The one with a purple mask spoke.

"Hey Donnie! How have you guys been?" She spoke up and I looked slack jawed between them.

"Doing fine angel cakes. You should introduce us to your pretty little friend here."

"Back off Mikey." The one in the red mask shoved the orange masked man and they began to bicker.

"Hey guys! Knock it off. Your gonna scare her." He turned to look at me.

"Ignore them. I'm Leonardo, but you can call me Leo."

I slowly waved and gave a half-smile before the other's introduced themselves as well.

"Raphael, but you can call me Raph if you want."

"Name's Mikey angel cakes, but you can call me whatever you want." He leaned forward and winked at me, and I gave an awkward chuckle as Leo elbowed him.

"Uh..Donatello, but you can just call me Donnie..it's my nickname." He shyly waved at me, and I smiled and waved back.

Donnie seemed...sweet.

I seemed to be right. In my next few weeks of getting to know the four brothers I hung out with them more and more sometimes with April and a lot of the time alone.

I found myself spending a lot of my time with Donnie and I learned a lot about him.

I also learned I liked him, but only when I had tripped, and he caught me, and our faces were..oh so close.

I spent a week debating on if I should tell him and I was tempted to spend another week debating if I should be debating it. I definitely didn't want to ruin anything between us. We were good friends, and it would be so awkward if he didn't like me.

I decided to rip off the band-aid. It's better than being in a constant state of worry. If he doesn't like me, I need to know so I can cry and eat ice cream and wallow in self-pity.

I had decided to make myself at least look presentable, so I wore a small skirt and a cute shirt with little ruffles on the sleeves. I did my hair and wore a touch of makeup.

Looking at myself in the mirror I didn't look too bad, but now standing in front of Donnie I wasn't so sure.

"Um..Donnie are you like good?" I waved my hand in front of his face and he un gripped his hands from his chair.

"Fine..yeah I'm fine." He nodded and blinked at me, and I nodded back and took a deep breath.

"Why are you so dressed up?" He leaned forward and examined my outfit again and I felt my cheeks heat up from his intense gaze.

"Just hush and listen."

"Okay..go ahead."

I glared at him before continuing "I like you, but let me explain bef-"

"I already knew that." He pushed his glasses up on his face and trailed his eyes back to my outfit.

"You never wear skirts..or shirts that fancy so I assume you wore them to catch someone's attention?" He leaned forward again and folded his hands in his lap.

"I-first of all I wanted to look nice, and you know what how dare you!" I shouted.

"You already knew?! And said nothing! Letting me just suffer and oh my gosh stop staring at me like that!" I grabbed a pillow from one of the chairs next to me and threw it at him.

He caught it and placed it in his lap and laughed "What? I thought you wanted me to stare?"

"Well yes, but also no." I placed my hands upon my hips.

"If you keep staring at my ass through that mirror, I will not hesitate to throw another pillow at you Donnie." I squinted my eyes and his finally lifted to meet my gaze.

"Do you even like me back?" I threw my hands up.

"Come over here and find out." He smiled before opening up his arms.

I sighed before walking over to him and squealed when he pulled me into his lap. I looked down at him and he licked his lips before locking eyes with me.

"Let me kiss you."

"Go for it..by the way I'm loving the confidence." I smirked and brought my lips down onto his.

Our tongues instantly tangled together, it was hot and heavy, and he tasted oh so sweet. I didn't want to pull away, but my need for air became hard to ignore.

I pulled away for air and drew in a few ragged breaths before feeling Donnie began to trail hot, wet kisses down my neck and I moaned when he lifted a hand and rolled my nipple between his fingers.

"ooh spicy!"

I let out a shout and turned to see Mikey standing in the doorway and Donnie lifted his head to meet the eyes of his brother.

Throwing me to the floor. I gasped and looked at Donnie who sat there shocked.

"I-I am so sorry! Ipanickedand oh my-"

"Real classy." I laughed and let him pick me up off of the ground.

"Do you want me to come back another time?" Mikey spoke and I looked at him.

"No actually now is perfect. I lost something." I placed my hands on my hips and Mikey shifted uncomfortably.

"What'd you lose?"

"My dignity. It's on the floor now. I need help finding it."

"I'm sorry!" Donnie cried out.

I laughed before turning to him.

"It's fine Don. Just you owe me." I pointed at him, and he nodded before looking at Mikey.

"Tell no one."

Mikey gulped before opening the door to reveal his other two brothers trying not to laugh.

I let out a laugh before turning to Donnie.

"I take it back this is perfect. You owe me nothing." I patted his shoulder before walking around him to sit in his chair and watch their fun begin.

"So, you're an ass guy?" Raph laughed.

[yakumtsaki]

Our wedding(s) day is fast approaching, and Jojo, being a caring father-in-law, takes time to offer Sophie some words of encouragement.

-Listen, Sophie, you seem like a reasonable person- -I’m not. -And you remind me of a young me- -Gross. -So I can’t help but ask, what went wrong in your life and you agreed to marry Shajar? I mean she’s my daughter and ‘I love her’ but would you look at her?

-I can hear you, Dad, stop trying to ruin my wedding! -I’m only trying to protect you from an inevitable divorce! -You just want me to be alone and childless so Cyneswith’s kids will inherit!!  -Oh God, Shajar, stop being paranoid, that’s why you’ll soon be single. 

-Right, Sophie, clearly your dignity challenged you to a fight and it lost, but it’s not too late to back out from this dumpster-fire of a wedding. -Ya I’m not backing out on my literal wedding day, geezer. -Just think about it, ok? You don’t have to make a decision now, that’s what leaving people at the altar is for.

-Alright, listen here, assholes, I have jewels to buy and pets to train to buy them, and I already got a wedding tracksuit tailored! As soon as Shajar gets back from her stupid job I’m locking this down, and our kid is gonna wipe the floor with Cyn’s fug Don spawn, so you can all fuck off! See you at the wedding!

Shajar started at lvl 5 in her ridiculous political career (ty, La Fiesta Tech) and got promoted on her first day!

She also earned 5k! Big day for you, huh, Shaj?

-It is, and yet..

Yet what?

-My aspiration meter is low.. I’m just so worried.. So many questions keep gnawing at me..

Wtf do you have to be worried about, Shajar, your life has literally never been better.

-On the surface, yes.. But deep down..

Deep down what??

-You wouldn’t understand.

Will you just tell me already???

-How can I experience true happiness and achieve self-fulfillment through my relationships and work.. when I don’t own a stereo that costs at least $2500?

................. I am so fucking done with the fortune aspiration, even as a secondary, never again. Just go get married before I begin to understand where Jojo is coming from.

It’s double wedding time! Sophie is simply a vision in her white tracksuit, while Shajar honors her Egyptian heritage with this completely appropriate and non-offensive dress. 

At this moment I’d like to call your attention to Jojo and his commitment to looking anywhere but at the ceremony, so first he looks to the east..

..then he looks to the west..

..and finally he faces north. Thank God the wedding is over because he was running out of directions. 

-I, Sophie Fucking Miguel, take you, Shajar Turbocuck Union, to worship me for all eternity!

-Aw darling, I will! To the point of madness!

Ya you have already surpassed that point, Shaj.

-Awwww congrats guys, huhu!💗 Now clear out before I change my mind about this.

So I forgot to mention that during that first day I don’t have pics of, Don had a bad ‘joke’ interaction with Jojo and Jojo HATES him and hasn’t interacted with him since. Looking at Don’s profile now I can’t say I blame him, Lord help us..

..that said look who’s finally facing forward and is literally :D now, UGH JOJO

-Moonflower, I know we had our ups and downs, but we’ve come out the other side stronger than ever- goddammit, Cyn, did you just get a bad memory of our wedding? You proposed to me! -I sure did, Donnie, and I can unpropose any time I want, so let’s keep it moving, okie? Huhu!💗

Yes, Don, it truly isn’t a proper wedding unless you play a punching game with your bride right after-

-and then immediately start stinking. Cyn girl, what can I tell you, you’re the one that rolled the engagement want. 

-Jojo, my good chap, after meeting your children I just wanted to thank you from the bottom of my heart for not picking me to be your husband. I truly consider you my best friend for sparing me this fate.

So this was officially our lamest party of all time, Gunther and Daniel straight up didn’t come and fucking Wulf and Angel spent the entire time serenading each other inside, legit that’s it, I’m never throwing a party again.

-________-

ANYWAY. Welcome to the family, Don and Sophie! I’m sure many happy interesting years await you.

~Oh I got the Union blues, my townie past I have disowned, oooh I got those Union blues, now I am forever boned~🎵

[tmnt-obsessed-ace]

When The World Crumbles: Chapter 11, Calm Before The Storm

'I'm coming home!' Mikey sent the text message, stuffing his phone back into the pocket of his warm thick hoodie. Several bags of groceries were hanging from his arms as he walked, several more being pulled behind in a cart Donnie had made.

The cart had a custom made forcefield around it so the contents inside would not get damaged. Not even by bullets, as the softshell had bragged.

Which was a relief since Mikey had bought a lot of stuff and having to repurchase everything would be insane.

The orange clad turtle whistled a bit through his gap tooth, glancing up at the gray skies overhead. Dark rain clouds crept ever closer, promising heavy rains to drench the city.

Oh well, Mikey was almost home with plenty of groceries.

After all, they had four more mouths to feed.

It had been several hours since their four older counterparts woke up from their nearly five day snooze. And with their ferocious appetites more food was necessary.

"Nine days…" Mikey whispered under his breath, his stomach clenching. Nine whole days without food. Granted that probably counted their week long nap of four and a half days.

So that meant they probably went without food for nearly five days before they got to this dimension.

That was still horrifying. To go so long without eating anything, and then having to fight in that condition.

Barely any sleep, no food in your belly, covered in dirt and injuries. It was truly a miracle that the four older turtles managed to even put up so much of a fight.

Mikey never felt so guilty before in his life.

He helped beat them into unconsciousness when they were already on the end of the line. How horrible do you have to be to attack someone who's starving and exhausted?

"They didn't seem too mad about it though…" The youngest turtle said out loud as he entered the sewers, walking down the familiar path to their new home in the subway.

Of course maybe they didn't seem 'too mad' because they were thinking about the invasion.

The thought made Mikey stop in his tracks, his stomach tightening even more.

How could he forget? The reason their counterparts ended up here was because they were trying to stop an entire alien invasion of their own dimension! There wouldn't be any room for anger at him and his brothers if they were thinking about their own home.

"The invasion has probably started by now. Millions of people are probably being mutated as we speak." Michelangelo's words replayed in the box turtle's mind.

The older turtles definitely have bigger things to worry about than Mikey's contribution in their beat down. With a small gulp he continued home, wanting to return to his kitchen and get to work on dinner.

He was gonna make something so good!

"I'm back and I got groceries!" Mikey called out, gaining April's attention.

"Need some help with all that?" Mikey nodded, his arms were getting tired. April grabbed the bags from his arms and carried them to the kitchen, with the turtle pulling the cart.

"Yeesh Mikey, how much did you buy?" April asked, struggling to lift the heavy plastic bags.

"A lot! We have guests and I want to be sure we'll have enough food." He tried to open the door to the kitchen, it wouldn't budge.

He tried again, maybe the door was stuck. Donnie could oil the hinges later.

Again the door wouldn't open.

"It won't open?" Mikey kept trying, why won't the stupid thing open!

"Lemme try," April set the bags down and tried to jimmy open the door. Like her little brother she had no success. Eventually she took a step back before slamming her foot into the door with as much force as he could muster.

The metal door loudly creaked, the hinges refusing to break. A scowl formed on April's face as she kicked the door again and again.

"I don't think it's gonna break, April." Mikey deadpanned as his older sister stood panting in front of the metal door. Damn you Donnie and reinforcing all the hinges!

"Maybe Leo can portal us in." April said between pants. Just as the words left her mouth, the now heavily dented door creaked open.

"Did you need something?" Donatello asked as he poked his head out from the door.

Mikey raised a brow, April put a hand on her hip.

"Uh yeah we got groceries to put away." The older turtle suddenly looked guilty. The door was opened all the way, with Donatello grabbing as many bags as he could carry into the kitchen.

"Ok why did you lock yourself in the kitchen?" April asked as she and Mikey brought the rest of the bags inside. Apparently Donatello wasn't alone. Leonardo sat at the table, surrounded by balls of crumpled up paper. A small stack of blank sheets was sitting nearby.

"Well I'm currently working on repairing my laptop since it's kinda…busted."

The purple clad turtle gestured to his laptop, or what remained of it anyways. The screen was in pieces and the keyboard had been snapped. Not to mention all the frayed wires and shattered circuit boards.

Both April and Mikey cringed at the sight.

"How did that happen?" Mikey asked as he started putting the groceries away.

"I'm assuming that most of the damage occurred from our battle against you guys at the playground. It was in my backpack after all and I did land on it quite a few times."

"Sorry about that…" Donatello just waved a hand.

"Nothing to worry about, truth be told I wasn't expecting it to stay in one piece anyways. Plus my laptop has been damaged far worse before." A loud groan cut off the genius, making all eyes turn towards Leonardo. He crumpled up the paper he'd been previously writing on, smacking his head onto the table with a dull thud.

"And I'm also here to make sure he doesn't give himself an aneurysm." Leonardo shot his younger brother a glare, mumbling a small 'shut up' into the kitchen table.

"What's he doing exactly?" April interjected, the frustration was near tangible. April only knew that feeling when writing essays for school.

"Planning. Well he's trying to anyways." A paper ball was thrown at Donatello, who deflected it so it bounced off of Mikey's head.

"Hey! Not cool, I'm putting the eggs away!" Mikey squeaked from the fridge. April snickered.

"Sorry little Mikey." Donatello playfully snickered, getting a small pout in response.

"I thought we would start planning tomorrow?" Mikey asked, confusion clear in his voice.

"Yeah, try telling Leo that. He's beyond stubborn. I fear I might have to tie him to the bed to get him to sleep." The purple clad turtle wasn't even trying to hide the playful smirk. The little shove he gave the blue clad turtle only solidified it.

"I can hear you, you know." Donatello held a finger to his brother's lips.

"No more talking, you've strained your voice enough for today."

The only response was an eye roll.

Mikey and April shared a glance, both amused and a little bit concerned.

"So where's tiny and other me?" Mikey asked, both older turtles snickering.

"Do not let Raph hear you call him that." Leonardo warned, despite the warning glare Donatello shot him.

"Leon challenged Mikey to some video games in the little arcade area, winner will play against Raph." Donatello added, the hard look never leaving his face.

The last of the groceries were put away, time to start prepping dinner.

"Well I'm gonna go join them, later!" April left the kitchen, with the box turtle waving goodbye.

Once she was gone, Leonardo went back to scribbling away on a new sheet of paper, with Donatello came over to the smaller turtle.

"You got any medicinal tea for him?" The older turtle whispered, though he had to lean forward a bit given the height difference between the two. "It'll help soothe his throat."

"Maybe, I dunno. But if you tell me the ingredients I might be able to brew it up quickly." Donatello smiled a bit, another groan and crumpled up wad of paper caught their attention.

"Yeah that sounds like a good idea."

"Dude you are so bad at this game!" Leo taunted, kicking Michelangelo with his leg. The orange clad turtle grit his teeth, having resorted to an old classic video game strategy.

Mash all the buttons till something gives.

"Nothing can be the power of button mashing!" Michelangelo yelled, rolling over on the bean bag.

"Says the guy who's losing!" Leo fired right back. They were playing an old fighting game, with Michelangelo losing badly. They were in the final round, winner takes all. However Michelangelo had less than half his health bar left.

Next to Michelangelo, Raphael was draped across another beanbag, watching the fight with half interest.

He would be playing against whoever won this match.

Naturally he was hoping it would be Michelangelo, always root for your brother over a stranger.

However, judging by the fact that one of his younger brother's hands was wrapped in a tight cast and he was losing horrendously, it was more likely he would play against Leo.

That actually made Raphael a tad bit nervous. Not because he was scared of losing to a fourteen year old, hell no.

It was because he had previously threatened to kill this specific fourteen year old.

That thought made him sick to his stomach.

Fourteen.

The kid was only fourteen.

He knew the kid was young but fourteen!

They hadn't even been allowed to go topside at fourteen!

And yet Raphael threatened to run his sai through the kid's skull.

His mind wandered back several hours earlier, when Michelangelo was getting his wounds cleaned and rebandaged while Donatello took his turn in the shower.

That left Leonardo and Raphael alone together in one of the old subway cars they had claimed as their temporary bedroom.

"I don't understand something." Leonardo had written in a notebook while his throat recovered.

"What's that fearless?" The red clad turtle replied, absentmindedly fidgeting with the piles of blankets.

"Why did our counterparts attack you guys? They don't seem entirely malicious."

Raphael's face had fallen, shame washing over him.

"That…that was my fault." Leonardo raised a brow but let his younger brother continue. After a minute he spoke again. "I attacked Leon and earned little Donnie's wrath."

The marker squeaked a bit as it was scribbled over the pages of the notebook.

"You attacked him? How exactly?"

"It wasn't that bad, really! I just tackled him…and threatened him. God I'm such an idiot!" Raphael buried his face into his hands.

"Why did you do that Raph?" Despite not speaking, Raphael could tell that his brother was a bit ticked off, given how rigid he went.

"I wasn't thinking ok! It had been a god awful night of nearly fucking dying multiple times! First to the Kraang and then to a Freddy Fazbear knock off that apparently is immune to fire for some reason, don't ask!" Leonardo held up his hands, sitting down next to the red clad turtle.

"And then this little twerp came along and said that he knew where Mikey was! He didn't even tell me or Donnie until after I threatened him! Not to mention that earlier he said that they lost Mikey and that he had a broken arm! A broken arm!"

Raphael groaned again, trying to ease his racing heart. The more he thought about that night the angrier he got.

A warm hand on his shoulder made the short turtle look up, dark blue eyes meeting with his own bright green ones.

Leonardo's gaze had softened as he traced circular patterns into Raphael's shell. It was soothing, grounding.

After a few minutes of staying like that, Raphael continued yet again.

"This kid said that they would go get Mikey once the animatronic from hell finally died, but he said it so casually! Like he was gonna get a pizza instead of saving Mikey's life. Do you know how we found him?"

The leader in blue shook his head.

"Dangling from a beam at least fifteen maybe twenty feet off the ground. Hanging by the backpack with no grappling hook and a glider that wouldn't open! If we hadn't gotten there in time…he could've…" His eyes screwed shut, he didn't even want to finish that thought.

The nudging of the notebook got Raphael's attention.

"Did our counterparts know that?"

Raphael shook his head.

"Maybe…I honestly don't know. I just…snapped and the next thing I knew Leon was on the ground and threats were spilling out of my mouth." He leaned his head into Leonardo's uninjured shoulder. "God damn it, why am I like this?"

The blue clad turtle turned over to a blank page and began to write, leaving Raphael to stew in his own shame for a bit.

Eventually Leonardo finished writing and capped the marker. He laid the notebook in Raphael's lap and pulled him close.

With slightly nervous eyes he looked down at the page.

"While I don't condone you threatening our counterparts in the slightest, I can at least understand why that happened. It's been a nightmare of a week where nothing went right for us even once. The portal wasn't where it was supposed to be so he had to ditch the Shellraiser, we got chased out of nearly every single Kraang hideout, the invasion getting closer and closer and we got sent here with no food or medical supplies!.Then all of us getting attacked by the strange nightmares of this dumb dimension it only added to the growing pressure. Truthfully if I had been in your position and I was getting vague unhelpful answers about where my missing brother was, I probably would've reacted the same."

"I still feel bad for the kid, he didn't mean to make the volcano go boom. He just said the wrong thing at the worst possible time." Leonardo nodded.

"You didn't ruin anything Raph, just got off on the wrong start. I'm sure once you apologize it'll be water under the bridge." The blue clad turtle whispered, earning a small shove.

"Don't make your voice worse, Fearless. And yeah I know, I'll apologize to the punk later." Leonardo squeezed his brother a little tighter. After a few moments he spoke, voice just above a whisper.

"You better, or I'll make you go on a ride with Turtflytle." Raphael's eyes went wide.

"Don't you fucking dare that is one of the most annoying things on the god damn planet."

Leonardo chuckled as Donatello came back, still slightly dripping from the shower.

"Alright Raphie, you're up." Raphael nodded, leaving the two cool color brothers behind so he could shower.

Michelangelo smacked into the red clad turtle's shoulder as he squirmed around on the beanbag, knocking Raphael back onto reality, somehow managing to turn the fight around in his favor.

"What the fuck dude!" Leo whined, losing his cockiness.

"Button mashing is unbeatable!"

"We'll see about that!"

"What's the matter Leon? Mikey too good for you?" Raphael shouted, playfully shoving his now upside down brother in the side.

"Hell no I got this!" The slider replied, eyes still fixed on the screen.

Michelangelo growled, kicking his legs as he spammed every single button on the controller.

Leo suppressed a yawn, rubbing his eyes as he continued to play.

"What's the matter, didn't get your morning nap in?" The orange clad turtle mocked as the game became neck and neck, both players down to the same amount of health.

"Shut the fuck up!"

"Hey guys!" Leo looked up as April walked in, smiling brightly. "Mind if I join the next game?"

"Sure thing Apes! Just gotta beat Michelan-" Raphael swatted the controller from Leo's hands, smirking at the scream that came from his mouth.

"Get em Mikey! Wipe the floor with him!" Raphael cheered as Michelangelo quickly knocked off more and more hit points while Leo scrambled to pick up his controller.

"No! No! No! Noooo!" Leo whined as the last of his player's health bar was knocked away in a knockout. Michelangelo cheered, jumping on the beanbag.

"You just got played, son! Michelangelo for the win! Go ninja! Go ninja! Go!" Raphael and April laughed while the slider's eye twitched.

"You knocked the controller out of my hands!" Raphael smirked at the accusatory finger being pointed at him.

"Did I? I mean I didn't see that happen! Did you Mikey?" Michelangelo wore a devilish smirk.

"Nope! I saw absolutely nothing! I was too focused on being the best at video games!" The two exchanged a high three, watching with growing amusement as Leo's eye twitched yet again.

"April you saw that! Didn't you?"

Raphael shot April a look, a silent plea to play along.

She pushed up her glasses.

"Nope!" She said, popping the p. "All I saw was you lose." Leo's jaw dropped.

"Betrayed by my own sister! You corrupted her! How dare you!" Michelangelo only laughed harder, poking the younger turtle over and over in the cheeks.

"Alright Mikey, enough games! Let's do this!." Raphael taunted, cracking his knuckles. His brother returned the playful glare as April plopped down beside them.

"I play whoever wins!" She said with excitement. Leo grumbled but sat next to April, ready to be a little shit again.

"You got it sister!" The game was reset, a controller put in Raphael's hands.

"Be careful Mikester, he plays dirty! Destroy him!" Leo said with a clap of his hands.

"Oh I will!"

"Bring it on!"

The second game began.

"Crap…" Leonardo mumbled, wiping sweat off his forehead. "Out of paper."

All the paper from his stack had been turned into crumpled balls, all the attempts at plans scrawled on them and deemed not good enough.

"Time to take a break until tomorrow." Donatello stated, leaving no room for argument. The blue clad turtle begrudgingly nodded, tomorrow once he had a clearer head he would come up with a somewhat decent plan.

"Let's go see what the others are doing." He scribbled onto the notebook after a sharp glare from his younger brother made him keep his mouth shut.

He grabbed one of the empty grocery bags and slid all the crumpled paper inside, even picking up all the ones that fell on the floor.

The bag tied and thrown near the recycling bin at the far wall. "We're gonna see what Raph and our Mikey are up to." Mikey nodded but gave no vocal response while he cooked. He was in the zone.

As Leonardo stood up, his right knee painfully twanged, threatening to buckle under his weight. He grit his teeth, hands planted firmly onto the table to keep his balance.

However his little stumble hadn't gone unnoticed by Donatello while he stuffed the remains of his laptop back into his bag.

Leonardo shook his head, gesturing at Mikey. Not in front of him.

Donatello nodded, not saying a word as he helped his older brother stand. He leaned against him as they left the kitchen together.

Once the door had closed behind them, a quiet whisper broke the silence.

"Are you ok?"

"I'm fine, stupid leg just threw me off balance." Leonardo sat down on a nearby beanbag, carefully undoing the knee pad and brace.

Donatello sat down beside him, carefully examining the offending joint.

"On a scale of one to ten-"

"Six." Leonardo said automatically. It was just a six. With his high pain tolerance that was annoying but tolerable.

"You strained it a lot these past few weeks." Was his brother's reply as he carefully turned the leg. The pain went up a tiny bit but nothing Leonardo couldn't handle.

"It's gonna rain soon."

"Ah that's it." Pressure changes made the joint ache more than usual. "You should use your cane for a while." Leonardo sighed and shook his head.

"Can't do that, I left it in the Shellraiser." Donatello shot him a sympathetic look. They could only take the gear they already had on, forced to leave everything else behind in the Shellraiser. Which was no doubt in Kraang custody by now. He had actually seen it, sitting next to his seat, surrounded by Kraang Droids.

"Well I'll just make you another one." The blue clad turtle sat up.

"Dee you don't have to-"

"It will only take twenty minutes Leo."

"But what about your laptop?" Surely a broken laptop took priority! Right?

"Like I said, twenty minutes."

"Is everything alright?" Another voice chimed in. It was Raph. Concern was written all over his face. Leonardo shifted a bit so that his right leg was out of view.

"Yeah everything's good, hey where's younger Donnie's lab? I need to grab a few things." Donatello said coolly, despite shrinking away a bit from the much larger turtle. Just like he and Michelangelo had been doing since they woke up.

It was clear that the snapper had noticed. Leonardo could see the tiniest flash of hurt in the large turtle's eyes.

"Oh yeah, the lab is that way! Just look for the neon purple door, you can't miss it!"

The purple clad turtle locked eyes with his brother, a silent conversation being had.

"Will you be ok here for a few minutes?"

"Yeah I'll be fine, don't worry."

Donatello nodded, leaving towards his counterpart's lab. However not before shooting the eldest brother one last look. A silent threat.

'Don't get up or else.' Truth be told, as much as Leonardo wanted to protest that he was both the oldest and the leader so he didn't need to be babied, the threat kept him glued to the beanbag he claimed. The 'or else' could mean anything! Donatello was nothing if not creative.

So the blue clad turtle stayed put.

An awkward silence began to form.

"So…" Raph started, sitting on the floor next to beanbag. Leonardo grimaced, why couldn't they have gone back to their subway car room? Because the living room was closer?

"Are you sure everything is all good?" The older turtle nodded, taking out the marker and notebook once again, if only so Donatello won't chew his head off.

"Everything is fine." He wrote, even underlining the word fine for emphasis. Another dull ache shuddered down his leg, making him wince. It probably started raining.

Raph didn't look convinced in the slightest. Leonardo turned away, waiting for his brother to get back.

Once again the two fell into awkward silence.

A high pitched shriek echoed from the arcade area, followed by loud cheering.

"LET'S GO! MICHELANGELO IS UNSTOPPABLE!" Said brother shouted with triumph.

"God damn it! MIKEY!" Raphael hollered, prompting the orange clad turtle to run out of the arcade. Michelangelo's laughter and Raphael's shouts echoed throughout the lair.

Eventually the orange clad turtle raced into the living room, eyes landing on Leonardo. With a burst of speed he slammed into the older turtle, quickly trying to scramble behind him.

All the air was knocked out of Leonardo's lungs as he tried to bat his brother off. It was too late, the menace had slipped behind him, wrapping his arms and legs around his body. His injured ribs throbbed from the sudden motions, with the younger turtle mumbling apologies all the way.

Raphael stumbled into the living room, his twisted ankle throwing him off balance.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" The red clad turtle angrily hissed while Michelangelo played cute.

"Woah what's wrong little buddy?" Raph interjected, trying to deescalate the situation. All three older turtles let out a similar squeak, Raphael's eyes narrowing.

He decided to ignore his much bigger counterpart entirely.

"You're seriously hiding behind Leo!" Michelangelo had the audacity to look offended.

"No of course not! What? Am I not allowed to spend time with my favorite brother!" He nuzzled Leonardo's cheek for emphasis. The leader sighed, writing in the notebook.

"What did he do?"

"He LICKED me! He fucking LICKED me!" Raphael shouted, his younger brother laughing behind Leonardo.

"What's the matter shorty? Can't take what you dish out?" Leo called out as he and April came into the living room.

"No one asked for your opinion!" Raphael fired back.

"Come on now there's no need to fight!" Raph said, once again trying to play mediator.

"Whatcha gonna do Raphie? Leo's got two broken ribs remember you have to play nice!" Michelangelo taunted, acting like he didn't aggravate the wounds himself.

Raphael growled, crossing his arms.

Leonardo held up the notebook, a single sentence written on the page.

"Lick him back." The two eldest brothers shared a smirk, with Michelangelo suddenly realizing that his shield turned against him.

As the short turtle approached, Michelangelo piped up.

"Can I at least get a five second headstart?" He held up his broken arm, showing off the cast.

Raphael rolled his eyes, a playful glint shining in those bright green depths. One that had been missing for the past two months.

"Since I'm such a nice guy, sure! ONE!" With that Michelangelo squirmed out from behind Leonardo, taking off.

"TWO!" Leo pulled out his phone camera.

"THREE!" April gave Leonardo a concerned glance, he only smiled at her. It was just roughhousing, they both knew not to go too far.

"FOUR!" Raph looked worried, Leonardo put a hand on his arm.

"FIVE!" At the final number Raphael broke off into a sprint, chasing after Michelangelo. Well, as much as he could with a twisted ankle.

The two turtle's yelling could be heard throughout the lair, making Leonardo smile fondly as he relaxed into the beanbag.

"Should we stop them?" Raph asked, the blue clad turtle simply waved a hand before writing in the notebook.

"They know what boundaries not to cross, nothing to worry about."

"Right…while they're doing that wanna play against me Leo?" April asked, holding a controller in one hand. Leonardo nodded, putting the knee brace and knee pad back on. He stumbled a bit to get up, Raph holding him steady.

"You sure you're ok?" The snapper asked as a loud crash sounded from the direction of Donnie's lab.

"WATCH IT SHELL FOR BRAINS!" Donatello barked, Michelangelo's laughter filling the air.

Leonardo smiled brightly, this was exactly like how it was back home.

Or at least how it was supposed to be.

Ever since…that day, the lair had gone quiet. Donatello spent days upon days holed up in his lab, Raphael hardly ever left his room anymore and Michelangelo practically lived in the kitchen. And then there Leonardo, hiding away in the dojo.

They barely spoke to each other for weeks. Hell about two weeks ago was the first time they all ate together as a family since that day. And when the shock finally began to fade away so the broken pieces could be mended, the Kraang decided to invade.

Now they are stuck here. Is that really such a bad thing though? Listening to his younger brothers squabble like they used to, it was familiar. It was normal.

First actual shred of normalcy in nearly two months.

And Leonardo couldn't help the big dumb grin that spread across his face, the corners of his mouth starting to hurt from how hard he was smiling.

"Uh, Earth to Leonardo?" April said, snapping her fingers in front of his face. Leonardo shook himself from his thoughts. "You zoned out on me!"

"Sorry April, ready to lose?" She smirked and the two headed to the arcade, with Leonardo holding onto her shoulder to steady himself. Either she didn't notice or she didn't mind.

The grin never left his face.

Little did the four older turtles know that this tiny shred of normalcy was about to be shattered like glass against the rocks.

[chiliiscereal]

chosen last: part three

The people asked and so they shall receive

https://chiliiscereal.tumblr.com/post/650808822043115520/chosen-last

https://chiliiscereal.tumblr.com/post/651201066386554880/chosen-last-part-two

Summary: a boy takes notice of reader for the first time and Donnie is worried that he’s bad news. Little do both of them know, he’s right

Warning: mentions of attempted rape

——-

You felt so much better about yourself when your birthday was over. It was honestly one of the best you’d ever had. Better than the ones your friends planned anyway. You still went, but it was nothing like the party that the turtles threw. You didn’t think it could get any better.

Until, that is, something happened that almost made you change your mind.

You friend put a picture of you and her, together, up on Snapchat.

And... for the first time in your life... a guy took notice of you.

It wasn’t much. It was just “who’s that? Low key cute. Whats their snap?”

That happened to your friends.

Never to you.

Even more surprising, your friend gave him your snap.

Eric.

Eric was his name.

And he also went to your school!

You were incredibly nervous about this. Every single time a boy took interest in you it never seemed to be what your thought it was.

Last time a boy took interest in you it was ACTUALLY so they could get with your friend. That, my friends, was two years ago. Your friends blasted through boys like there was no tomorrow. But you? You’d never had someone interested in you like that.

Until now.

You talked to him and... honestly... you felt like there was something there.

He asked a lot about you and just seemed like the one, you know? You both shared the same interest in shows! You both enjoyed the same music!

Whenever he responded to you, you just couldn’t help but feel elated.

You would fall back on your bed and stare at the ceiling, feeling like this was a scene from a movie.

He didn’t wait for twenty minutes to respond to you.

He acknowledged every single thing you said.

And when he met up with you after school...

Wow.

Just wow.

He was incredibly handsome and polite.

He even held doors open for you!

You found yourself meeting up with him again and again.

It made you feel so... important.

Unfortunately, the turtles didn’t feel the same way.

————

“Who ya talkin’ to?” Leo leaned closer to look over your shoulder from his spot beside you on the couch.

It was movie night with the boys and April.

You brought you phone to your chest to obscure his view. “Hey hey hey back off!” You playfully shoved him away. “Just a friend.”

Mikey gave you a shit eating grin when he noticed the smile slipping onto your face. “Just a friend huh?” He pulled himself off the floor and reached for your phone. “Let me see let me see!”

You held it away from him to. “Woah this is my phone! Get away!”

A metal claw snatched it from your hand, retracting back to Donnie.

“And is this ‘friend’ a boy or a girl?” He opened your phone. “Ugh, what’s your password?”

You leapt off the couch and tried to grab your device back. “Does it matter?”

Donnie tapped away at the buttons, using his metal claws from his battle shell to keep you away. “No, it doesn’t matter unless it’s a BOY.” You phone buzzed slightly as it opened to your home screen. “Aha, I am in!”

Mikey and Leo both crawled over to their soft shelled brother to observe from behind him.

“Donnie, give it back.” You ordered, looking to April for help. She just shrugged and continued watching with a smirk. “Guys, come on! It’s not a big deal!”

Raph pulled himself off the floor and placed his hands on his hips. “Alright, jokes over; give the phone back.”

Donnie groaned. “Come on! I’m so close to figuring out who y/n’s talking to!”

Raph gave him a stern look. “Now. It’s private and obviously Y/n doesn’t want you looking through it.”

Donnie, Mikey, and Leo all gave him giant puppy eyes.

Raph simply held out his hand.

Donnie sighed. “Fine. Here.”

You sighed as well but in relief.

Raph took it from him, glancing down at your phone. To your dismay, it was open up to messages. “Eric Sherrin?” He asked in confusion.

“AHA!” Donnie shouted in triumph. “A name is all I need!” He began typing in the device on his wrist.

“Raph!” You accused angrily.

Ugh what were you gonna do now??

You’d never hear the end of this.

“Hey! Raph’s on your side! I didn’t know he could find out with just a name!” He held up his hands in defense.

“Eric?” April asked as she swiped through her phone. “Does he go to our school?”

You glared at Donnie before you decided whether or not to share that.

He shrugged. “Hey, I already have his social media up and every piece of information I could find. Whether or not you say will change nothing.”

“Fine.” You growled. “Yes, he goes to our school. He’s a mutual friend with my other friends.”

April raised a brow. “And that’s supposed to make me feel better.”

You shrugged. “Maybe.”

“Well it doesn’t.”

April was dead set on despising your friends. You knew she had good reason but you didn’t need it brought up now.

Leo took the computer that Donnie had sent all the information to, scrolling through Eric’s social media. “Wow, there are a lot of pictures of him holding fish.” He snorted. “Does he think that’s gonna impress people or something?”

“I’ve never understood the appeal.” Donnie shook his head. “So what? You killed an animal good for you.”

“I think it’s about killing a BIG animal.” Leo squinted at the screen. “There’s also lots of pictures of him with other girls.”

“Guys can you just stop?” You placed your hands on your hips. “It’s sweet that you’re trying to make sure he’s not some idiot but you’re invading his privacy-!”

“Woah, look what I found in his records from the school.” Donnie waved his brothers closer.

Even Raph and April did so.

“He harassed at girl at school?” Mikey repeated as he read the screen. “Really?”

“Yeah no this guy’s bad news.” Donnie shook his head in disappointment. “Y/n, give me your phone. I’ll block him for you.” He even reached his hand out expectantly.

You held your phone closer. “No, that’s just a rumor that spread at school.”

The boys stopped what they were doing.

“You knew?” Leo narrowed his eyes. “And you’re still interested?”

“He told me that the teachers didn’t believe him.” You responded as you crossed your arms. “Some girl made it up cause she didn’t like him.”

“You can’t take that risk.” Raph crossed his arms.

“Raph, I thought you were in my side!” You protested.

“That was before Raph found out that the guy harassed someone.” He defended. “Come on, you know this can’t end good.”

Your stomach burned with anger.

Anger that they felt they could order you around like that.

That they wouldn’t even let you figure it out yourself.

That this might end just like every other romantic interest would.

“Why won’t you just let me handle this myself?” You stuffed your hands in your pockets and flopped back down in the couch.

Mikey crawled into the spot next to you, wrapping his arms around you. “You’re one of our best friends! We don’t want anything to happen to you!” He gave you wide innocent eyes as if that would erase your anger.

Well... it did.

Curse him and his adorable eyes.

You rolled your eyes and hugged him back. “I know. I just want to figure this out myself.” You gave Donnie a hard glare as your rested your chin on Mikey’s shoulder.

“Fine.” He closed all the tabs on his computer grudgingly. “But I know this is just gonna end in heartbreak.”

“What a vote of confidence.” Leo snorted and plopped down in the spot next to you.

He smirked when you ignored him, still hugging Mikey.

“Hey, come on, you know you can’t stay mad at this face.” He leaned against you dramatically. “I’m the face man! You can’t resist me!” He pulled you away from Mikey and draped his arm over your shoulder. “You know you love me.”

You turned your head away from him, more playful now than spiteful.

“Come onnnnn...” he smirked. “You love meeee...”

You shoved him off the couch with a laugh. “I’m still thinking that over.”

Raph quickly took Leo’s seat as his younger brother rubbed the spot he’d landed on.

“No hard feelings?” Raph rested his arm on the couch behind you as he started the movie back up.

“Fine. No hard feelings.”

Leo moved so he was sitting on the floor and leaning against your legs.

You couldn’t stay mad at them. Well, except Donnie. You could very well stay mad at Donnie.

And it seemed that Donnie could stay mad at you as well. He left the room with all his tech, grumbling something under his breath.

“I already know how this is gonna end.” He grumbled.

“Love you to, Donnie.” You muttered, sinking into the couch.

Whatever.

He’d get over it soon enough.

————

Donnie didn’t get over it.

Whenever you came over to hang out he brought it up again casually. Well, as casually as Donnie could be, which wasn’t very casual at all.

“Ugh, this game sucks!” Mikey shouted at the tv once.

“Not as much as Eric What’s-his-face’s record.” He’d commented, giving you a glance out of the corner of his eye.

Or even:

“Ugh you can’t trust those pop up ads.” Raph told Leo when his phone had downloaded a virus after he clicked an ad.

“Just like how you can’t trust Eric.” He’d ran into the room to spit that out.

If Raph ever asked how things were going with Eric, Donnie either magically appeared next to him with a hopeful look or disappear with a groan.

You and Eric weren’t even together.

But... you hoped you would be soon.

He invited you to a party that Friday! And he’d specified that he’s invited you as his date.

Your friends were excited, surprisingly. They wanted to help you find an outfit and everything.

Finally, you felt like things were going right.

Why couldn’t Donnie just be happy for you?

——-

“Why won’t you come?” You begged April as she flopped down onto your bed.

“You’ve got Eric and all of your other friends.” She waved you off. “Besides, you know I hate parties.” She sat up slightly. “And Eric gives me the heebie jeebies.”

You rolled your eyes and held out a dress. “Yeah, yeah. Fine, I won’t make you.”

April touched the fabric of the dress with a frown. “Is this what your friends picked out for you? I thought you didn’t like dresses?”

You shrugged. “They said Eric would like it and that it looked good on me.”

April fully sat up now. “But you’re gonna be so uncomfortable in that!”

“I mean, it’s supposed to be pretty, not comfy, right?” You shrugged, slipping it on over your head. “Does it look good?” You gave her a small twirl.

“Of course it’s pretty... but its a little... much.” She shook her head. “Does Eric really deserve to see you in that?”

The last bit was playful but still...

“I think so.” You say down beside her. “I’m just so incredibly nervous and I don’t know if this is a bad idea.”

You felt exposed.

But, you also trusted that the people at the party could be trusted with that.

April draped her arm over your shoulder. “Well you look stunning.”

You smiled back at her. “Thanks.”

“Alright, girl, your party’s in twenty minutes. Ready to head out?” She jabbed her thumb in the direction of the door.

You stood up and smoothed out the dress. “Ready.”

———

You stood in front of the house nervously. You could hear the music and see the lights and people dancing. You just didn’t know if you actually were ready.

“You look hot, y/n.” Your friend told you, glancing at one of your other friends. “He’s gonna love it.”

You didn’t really love it, but if he liked it then so would you.

“Hope so.” You muttered, checking your phone.

Donnie sent you a simple text:

Don’t trust Eric and keep pepper spray on hand.

Wow, such confidence.

You ignored it and stuffed your phone in the dress pocket. You didn’t need that. You needed all the confidence you could muster.

“Wow.” A voice said from behind you, causing you to jump.

There was Eric, dressed nicely and with a charming smile on his face.

“You look hot.” He grinned.

Your stomach fluttered. “Oh, thank... thank you!”! You smoothed it out nervously.

You didn’t know if your stomach felt this way out of nerves or out of feelings for him. You really couldn’t tell.

He placed his hand over your hip and pulled you to his side. “Well Let’s head on in! Can’t wait to show you off.”

Your stomach jumped. “Well, I just wanted to wait a little,” he opened the door and dragged you in, “oh okay!”

Your friends and Eric were at your side the whole time.

You still felt as if you were on display while you and your group were dancing.

You still felt like the dress was too short when you and Eric sat down on the couch.

You felt like he was staring at you when you noticed the couples in the room kissing and making out.

“You wanna head upstairs?” He asked as he took your hand.

Your heart jumped. “No, no I’m good. Really.”

“Come on.” He nodded his head in the direction of the stairs. “It’ll be fun!”

You shook your head. “No I don’t want to go upstairs.”

He looked disappointed but you stayed confident with your choice. You didn’t want that and you weren’t ready.

He recovered quickly and dropped your hand. “Alright! I’m just gonna go talk to a friend real quick, I’ll be back.”

You sighed in relief when you realized he wouldn’t push it on you.

He got up and you pulled out your phone, trying to decide if you wanted to text Donnie back.

You settled on typing:

Yeah yeah whatever.

You saw he read it but he didn’t respond.

What was with him?

Why couldn’t he just be happy?

You glanced up, noticing Eric talking to one of your friends. You noticed him glance back at you and then back at your friend. She handed him something and he left to go to the kitchen.

You went back to your phone, waiting to see if Donnie would respond.

You just wanted your friend back.

Why couldn’t he just... ugh no you had to stop asking that. He was being too judgemental and untrusting.

There was nothing untrustworthy about Eric.

He was just being crazy...

You glanced up again, noticing Eric at the drink table. Whatever it was your friend had given him, he was slipping it in his drink.

You looked closer.

It was some sort of... powder?

When he turned back around you immediately acted like you hadn’t been watching.

He made his way to you and sat down, a drink in each hand. “I thought you looked a little thirsty, so I got you a soda!”

He handed you the red cup enthusiastically.

No, he couldn’t be trying to spike your drink. He wouldn’t do that.

But he was looking at you so expectantly.

“Oh, thank you!” You swirled the soda suspiciously. “I’m pretty sure I’m allergic to corn syrup so... sorry.” You set the drink back down.

Again, he looked disappointed. Maybe even a little mad.

“Hey, We’re gonna go upstairs and play a game!” Your friend shouted from across the room. “Wanna join?”

“What game?” You asked, feeling incredibly nervous.

“Truth or dare!” She giggled. “You’ll love it!”

Eric jumped on that idea expectantly. “Come on lets go!”

“I don’t really...”

He pulled you up before you could even finish.

You wanted to stay where people could see you!

But... you WERE gonna be with your friends...

“Alright, Fine.” You settled. “I’ll go.”

“Awesome!”

You and your group headed up and down the hallway.

Your friend opened the door for you and let you in first. Eric followed closely behind you.

It was a bedroom. A very dark bedroom.

“Hey, We’re gonna head down to the bathroom and freshen up first.” One of your friends smirked. “You two have fun!”

“Wait, no-!”

They were already gone and the door was shut.

Eric had gotten you upstairs.

Alone.

————-

Donnie sighed, trying hard to focus on his work. “Why can’t y/n just listen to me.” He groaned to himself. “I’m just trying to help! How does that make me the bad guy?”

He continued wiring his latest invention, frustrated at how he kept messing up.

“It’s not gonna end well.” He growled. “It’s gonna end in heartbreak and I’m gonna have to pick up the pieces.”

“If y/n even trusts you with that.” Leo added from behind him, causing him to jump.

“Nardo, how long have you been standing there?” He glowered at him. “I’m busy.”

Leo held up his hands in surrender. “A while. Anyway, you’re just pushing y/n away.”

“But y/n isn’t listening to me!” He protested, dropping his tool. “I’m right!”

“Maybe, but you’re also being a jerk.” He shrugged. “Maybe she’ll get her heart broken but you could at least be there for support.”

“Oh no no no I’m not supporting that relationship.” He shook his head vigorously and picked up his screwdriver.

“Not the relationship, egghead.” Leo rolled his eyes. “Our friend?”

“Oh.” Donnie tapped the table in thought. “Yeah, I guess I shouldn’t have left y/n on read...”

“...And maybe go apologize?” Leo prompted.

“No she’s at a party.” He glanced around his phone, checking your location again. “Actually...” he leaned closer to stare at his screen, “y/n’s not at the party any more.”

“Perfect!” Leo clasped his hands together. “Go apologize!”

“It can’t wait?”

“Go!”

———-

You sat on the rooftop, clutching your jacket to your body and watching the city.

How could you have been so stupid.

How could have let something like that happen.

It was incredibly cold on the rooftop but you didn’t want to move. You didn’t want to go home. You CERTAINLY didn’t want to go to the lair either.

You just wanted to watch the city and pretend everything was okay again.

Why did you have to get your hopes up.

No one ever took interest in you like that unless they wanted something from you.

“Scoff, there you are!” Said the last person you wanted to talk to. “I thought you were in the building and spent about an hour searching for you.”

“Tracking device?” You asked, not even looking at him.

“Yep.” Donnie confirmed. “Now, might I inquire why you’re out here?” He glanced at his watch. “And not at your party?”

You stayed quiet.

“Something happen with Eric?”

You gave him nothing.

“I knew it!” He jumped up and cheered. “I was right! I was RIGHT! Ha!”

His every word made you feel colder and more embarrassed.

“I knew from the start! I knew he was untrustworthy!” He continued. “Eat that!”

Finally, he calmed down enough to sit next to you.

“Now, tell me, what did he do?” He leaned close expectantly. “Did he cheat? Did he kiss a girl? Did he try to get with one of your friends? Did he-?”

“He tried to rape me.” You spat out, bringing your knees to your chest.

Well I’m out of room XD

Part four up soon!

[ladydimitrescuspet]

It's Not Your Fault

ao3 link! I was supposed to post this almost 4 hours ago when I posted it on ao3, but I didn't get a break at work! anyway, this is the donna x reader I said I was gonna post for like the last month! sorry if it's shitty, but I hope y'all enjoy it and tell me your thoughts if you want!

warning: minor character death i.e. angie! kinda angsty, kinda comfort!

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“We should garden today, Don. What do you say?” You asked your girlfriend. Donna shrugged her shoulders. “Don, we have to get you out of the house some way today. And I think planting something would be a good start.” It’d only been a week since the incident.

Donna looked at you, her lip trembling. “But An-“

You frowned slightly and cut her off. “We can plant something for Angie too. Place it near where we buried her, yeah?” You offered. She nodded her head and you smiled, albeit sadly. “Good. It’s a plan. I’ll run into the village to get some more supplies, okay?”

Donna’s eyes widened a bit. “No. N-no. Don’t leave.” Donna reached out for you, burying her face in your neck.

“I’m sorry, Donna. How about we go together?” You suggested. You’d forgotten that Donna rarely liked to be in the house by herself without Angie.

You remembered the day you found Donna on the floor of the living room with Angie lying in her arms. You’d rushed over to House Beneviento as fast as you could after you’d seen how ransacked Castle Dimitrescu had been. Your mind immediately went to Donna and while you were glad that she was okay, seeing a lifeless Angie in her arms broke you. Not as much as it did Donna, but nevertheless.

You carefully made your way over the bridge that led to the house, panting slightly as you pushed the door open. “Donna?” You called out. You walked into the house slowly, noticing the black covered figure on the floor. “Donna?” You reached out for her.

“Y/N?” Donna replied softly. She sniffled as you kneeled down on the floor beside her.

You noticed that Donna was holding Angie rather than speaking through her. “Are you okay? What happened, love?”

“I’m fine, But Angie...” She said. “Th-that man, he, he kil-“ Donna cut herself off, not wanting to finish the sentence.

You noticed the pair of bloody scissors next to Donna and noticed the gash on Angie’s head. “Oh, Don, I’m so sorry. I should’ve been here, I’m sorry.” You said into her neck as you pulled her closer to you.

You frowned at the memory. It was the same day Donna had mentioned that something big was getting ready to happen. That that was why Mother Miranda had called all of the Lords to meet at the church. And Donna had told you not to worry about it, insisting that you’d be fine to go to the Castle after your trip to the village. “Go, Y/N. You have nothing to worry about. I’ll see you when you get home from the Castle.” She’d given you that reassuring smile she always does when you worry, and you trusted it. Like the foolish person you were, you trusted your heart and not your instincts.

You shouldn’t have listened to her. She practically forced you to go to the village that afternoon even after you told her you had a feeling that something bad was going to happen. And it did, something very bad did happen. A part of you felt like you should be angry with Donna, she was the reason you weren’t there. But you should’ve stood your ground that day, you should’ve stayed and maybe if you had, Angie would still be alive. It was your fault, not Donna’s, it was all your fault.

Donna shook her head. “It’s not… your fault.” You barely heard those last two words with how softly she said them.

But it is my fault. You thought to yourself. “Is there anything I can do?” You asked.

Donna nodded her head. “I need a, um, shovel.” Donna replied. “And a… a box. For Angie.”

“Okay, we can get those things.” You said. “Should have a shovel in the garden and a box in the shed out back, right?” Donna sniffled and nodded her head again. “Why don’t we… put Angie in her room and we can set up?” You suggested.

“I don-“

You cut her off. “Donna, sweetie, listen. I know this is hard, I know it is. And if I could bring Angie back, I would. I’d give my own life to bring her back. But I can’t. I can’t do that, but what I can do is be here for you. And for Angie.” You swiped at the tears that stung your eyes. “I’m tying to be strong for you, Donny, so I need you to please cooperate with me right now. This will work smoother if Angie is in a safe place while we work.”

Donna grimaced slightly and you noticed her tighten her grip on the doll. “Can we do it tomorrow?” Donna asked.

You let out a small sigh, you were a bit frustrated, but it was her decision, so you nodded your head. “We can bury Angie tomorrow, yes. But it would be a good idea to set everything up tonight so we don’t take away from her day.” You pressed a kiss to Donna’s forehead and Angie’s.

“Y/N? Love, what’s wrong?” Donna asked softly, your face in her hands as her thumbs wiped away your tears. You stared at her in confusion. “You… you started cr-crying. And then you were, um, muttering I’m sorry over and over again.” Donna explained.

You sniffled. “I was just thinking that it’s my fault that Angie’s dead. If I hadn’t gone to the village, if I had trusted myself when I had that horrible feeling that something was going to happen. I could’ve prevented it, I could’ve kept her safe. Maybe it would’ve been me instead, you know? But at least you would still have Angie. But because I didn-“

“Stop that.” Donna said, her tone firm. “It’s not your fault. It’s his fault, not yours. I told you to go to the village that day because I knew he’d come here. I couldn’t… put you in harm’s way like that. And Angie, my precious little girl, she died protecting me. I was her until I realised that I wasn’t.” Donna explained.

“What do you mean?” You asked.

“Do you, um, remember what I told you that night? About how a small piece is gone now that Angie is no longer with us?” Donna asked.

You held Donna in your arms as she spoke while the two of you laid in bed. “When my father, Mother Miranda bless his soul, made Angie for me, it was possible one of the greatest gifts that I’d ever gotten. When my parents died, Angie was all I had left. And now that Angie is… gone, a small piece of me is too.”

You nodded your head at her question. “Only a few people know that Angie had a piece of the Cadou within her that connected us.” Donna continued. “And she, she cut off the connection somehow. I couldn’t find her after the first attack and when I did…” Donna trailed off.

You sniffled. “I should’ve been here.” You said. “I could’ve, I could’ve prevented it, Donna. I could’ve.”

Donna shook her head. “If you’d been here, you wouldn’t have actually been here, Y/N. I would’ve been forced to put you under hallucination. It was too risky to have you anywhere near the house and I figured you’d be safe at the castle after you were done in the village.” Donna replied. “Alcina told me that one of her daughters tried to stop you from leaving, but you didn’t listen, you just ran until you got here.”

You did remember one of the daughters, Bela, calling out your name that night. Her grabbing you as you tried to run out of the Castle to get to Donna. “Did I… did I hit her, by chance?” You grimaced when Donna nodded her head. “Oh Gods, I didn’t remember that until just now. I should go apologise.”

Donna gave you a small smile. “After the trip to the village?” Donna asked. She rubbed her hand down your arm. “We should get seeds for a sweet pea flower to plant by Angie, those were her favourite." Donna said.

You nodded your head. The trip to the village for the supplies was fairly short. When you got back home, you let Donna set everything up while you apologised to Bela over the phone, promising to do something with her sometime soon.

"Bela said hi and she, um, she sends her condolences. The whole family does." You pressed a kiis to the top of Donna's head when you reached her side. "She also said that her and her sisters made something for you."

"That's sweet of them." Donna replied softly. You hummed. "I'm glad we got the potted plants and the seeds, it looks beautiful, don't you think?" Donna asked.

You nodded your head before crouching down in front of Angie's grave. "I'm sorry I wasn't there to protect you and Donna. Rest easy, angel." You pressed a kiss to your fingers and push them lightly against the gravestone.

Donna wrapped her arms around you, leaning into your side when you stood up. "It wasn't your fault, Y/N." Donna said, pressing a chaste kiss to your shoulder.

"I know, Don, but the least I can do is apologise to her." You wrapped your arm around her waist, leading her back inside. Apologising was all you did when you visited Angie's grave. It was all you could do for her, really. It wasn't much, but it also wasn't nothing. And if it eased you to do so then Donna could accept that from you and she did.

[well-its-not-human-anymore]

Hey, what would turtles be like with their crush under anesthesia after going to the dentist? 👀 like tell them how beautiful they are, that she is president of Mars, that her nose fell silent, that she does not know how to swim in space or things like that JSJAJSJA

When I tell you this had me cackling in my math class... 🤣🤣🤣

TMNT Headcanons

The boys on anesthesia around their crush

Donatello

You'd been recording the second Donnie had gotten home

This was either gonna turn out as blackmail or something that you would keep to yourself and watch when you needed a laugh

It seemed that even in a drugged state the turtle was able to spout off facts like a buff encyclopedia

Even if the facts didn't match up with each other

Like, you're aware that you aren't the smartest person to ever exist

But you're also pretty sure that the required caloric intake for saltwater crocodiles isn't the atomic mass of nitrous oxide

Or that you weren't "the queen of france but that's okay sweetheart because you're pretty and it's not your fault that Venus is in gatorade"

You were also not aware that Donnie found you pretty

But judging on the looks of his brothers faces it wasn't a secret to them

The same couldn't be said for when he looked you dead in the face and whispered "the birds are coming. I ate all the dill pickles and they're going to commit domestic arson. Y/n we've gotta do something"

You assured him that there were no birds and he seemed happy with that answer because a minute after he'd fallen asleep on top of you

Raphael

There were two things you knew for sure

One, your favorite color was definitely yellow

And two, you should under no circumstances wear a v-neck shirt while Raph had anesthesia in his system

Because according to him-

"y/n honey you stole the moon, why is it in your shirt? You're gonna make the sun explode, give the moon back"

You found this hilarious for several reasons

The obvious of course

And the panicked expression on the terrapin's face when the balls of bloody gauze fell from his mouth and onto his lap

You had to rush to inform him that you hadn't stolen the moon, the sun wasn't going to explode, and the blood coming out of his mouth was completely fine and normal for the procedure he'd just had

Let's just say that he trusted you much more than he trusted Donnie when his brother came in with fresh gauze for his mouth

You'd both simultaneously said "Now don't eat this" and no sooner than those words left your mouth he was furiously attempting to chew

Upon the realization that he did, in fact, not have a middle finger he gave a single triumphant "fuck you" before choking

Michaelangelo

Hot damn if Mikey wasn't obvious about his feelings before this he sure was making his point clear now

"Babes- shitttt nice ankles girl!"

He had also never made it easy for you to read before, so again, you didn't know why you thought that would change

So you sat on the couch next to the very out of it terrapin and flicked through channels

Nothing good was on that night

But no worries, Mikey was happy to provide entertainment

"Mikey please don't eat that- or that. Honey that's a rock and if you put it in your mouth I will beat you with my shoe."

He gave you some odd grumbling noises and flopped down on the floor in defeat

"Am I in hell?"

You had to stop yourself from laughing

"No Mikey. You're in recovery. If you're gonna be on the floor then stay there."

Something incoherenteft his mouth and you didn't bother to ask him what he said

But hell if Leo didn't pick the right time to come into the room

"You may not realize this y/n, but I'm a ninja and we heal three times faster than normal people."

His older brother waved you off with a sigh.

"Stay on the floor Mikey."

Leonardo

Leo liked to think that he was calm and collected, even when he was around you

Adding drugs to the equation kicked those thoughts off a twelve story building

He'd only been home for an hour and he was already making you want to pull your hair out

Donnie said he would've been tired and easy to manage after the surgery

Not well... whatever this was

"I can't tell if this is a moral debate or if you're just bashing me for liking mango popsicles."

"Yes."

"Leo that's not how that works."

He did, in fact, think that was how it worked

You were able to shut Donnie down before he could go off on a tangent about argument setup

"Nonononono Leo please for the love of God put the katana down."

"Hmph, m'fine-"

"It wasn't a suggestion lizard brain. Put the stabby down before I stick you with a butter knife."

He tossed his katana onto the kitchen table and stumbled across the room to flop onto his bed and grumble

"You're cute when you're bossy"

Your face went through all five stages of grief in under six seconds and it took all your willpower not to choke on the water in your mouth

"Say that again?"

"Pretty..." Was the only thing he said before he started snoring

I had a lot of fun writing these and I hope I was able to capture what you had in mind! 🧡✌️

-Mars 🌠

[arloelilly]

I have a bay boy prompt!!! (Love your content btw!!)

Can I get each of the boys reactions to a shy female s/o who can teleport anywhere within sight?

She’s never told them about her ability before and she kind of...forgot about that fact. So one day they call her over and she just, poof! Or they ask her to grab something and she just whooshes across the room.

Hmm, let me see what my brain comes up with because I think I'm getting writers block lol! Thank you for the ask!

[Edit:] Okay there were quite a few spelling errors and it was really bothering me so like what I try to do with most of my stories, I went back an fixed them so hopefully there are no more. I some how miss some from time to time though lol

Leo

"Uh-um, you wanna run that by me again?" A puzzled look appeared on his face when you suddenly disappeared across the room to grab his water bottle and then appear, falling in his arms. "O-oh...right...um yeah. I-uh c-can teleport." You chuckled sheepishly, twiddling your thumbs after handing him his drink. "Yeah...I saw. And when were you going to mention this to me? I mean, I would think that would have been an important detail about you." He joked and raised a brow at you. "I-um...kinda...forgot?" You shrug and give him a shy look. "You forgot? You forgot you have the ability to...teleport... across the room?" He questioned. Your cheeks flushed red out of embarrassment. He had a point, how could you have forgotten to tell your boyfriend you had such an ability? "S-sorry." A tinge of guilt filled your chest as you gave him a guilty look. Leo chuckled at you, "I'm not mad. It's just...wow!" He smiled and took your hand in his. "How far away can you do that exactly?" "As far as I can see." You let out a shy giggle at his sudden fascination.

Raph

Raph stood there frozen, unsure of what he just witnessed. Did you just teleport? "I guess this would be a good time to tell you that I can teleport, huh?" You hug yourself shyly and try to give him the sweetest smile you could and hoped he wouldn't be mad at you. "You think?" He replied, the look of shock still on his face. "Sorry. I was worried you'd think I was weird..." Your hands began stroking your hair as a way to comfort you. "Weird? You thought I would think you were weird? Well, I don't know if you noticed, babe, but you're dating a giant mutant turtle!" He gestured to himself. "So...you're not mad?" "Why the hell would I be mad? That's fucking awesome!" His large hands grabbed your biceps and shook you a little as he gave you an excited smirk. "Can you teleport other people with you? Or objects?" You giggle at his questions and nod. "If I wanted to, yeah." Oh boy was he going to have a party with this.

Donnie

Can't compute! Big brain go brrrr! Donnie is having a melt down as he tries to make sense of what had just happened. Not once did you teleport in front of him but when he asked you to do it again he became a rambling, stuttering mess. When you gained the courage to try and calm him down, his hands grabbed your shoulders as he shook you a bit, "How can you teleport? When-when...when-" He couldn't complete his sentence as he went on rambling again. "I don't know and I've always been able to do it....I just kinda...forgot." You mumble the last part, making his head dart in your direction. "Excuse me, what? You forgot?" He asked as he walked up to you, "How...could you forget about something like that?" He added, his brain still trying to wrap his head around the information. "Uuuh, Maybe you should sit down so I can explain." You suggested, trying to be as sweet as possible so he would listen.

Mikey

You two would be playing a game and Mikey asked you to go grab a few more drinks from the kitchen. He didn't pay much attention when your weight suddenly disappeared from the couch since he was focused but when you accidently poofed into his lap, he stared down at you, eyes wide and not quite registering what just happened. "Uuh." You weren't sure what to say, remembering that you hadn't told him about your ability yet. "How did you?.." He trailed off and another moment of silence fell over you two until Mikey jumped up from the couch with you in his arms. "You can teleport? That's so cool! How have I not seen you teleport before? Why didn't you tell me?" You giggles shyly at his barrage of questions. "I forgot?" "Can I teleport with you or is it just a you thing? Man, wait till the guys see this!" He said excitedly.

[skeleton-in-a-hoodie]

After the Shredder dies in Ghost Splinter 2, the Hamato family have a lot going on.

Under a readmore cause this is another long one

After they celebrated the Shredder's defeat, they all fell asleep in the common area. The turtles grabbed the pillows and blankets off their beds, as well as any spare blankets they could find, then threw some of them across the floor so everyone would have something softer to sleep on. The rest were reserved so people could curl up underneath them.

April and Casey both got permission to stay the night, and Karai sent orders to her Foot Clan to stay alert and contact her if anything happens. She doubts anything will - Shredder's remaining men will need time to regroup now that their master is dead, and it's not like she or her siblings left any of them in condition to do so immediately.

When Splinter sees the kids all getting settled down, he tries to get up and make his way towards his own room. Leo blocks his way and orders him to sit back down. Beside him, Mikey softly asks for Splinter to stay with them.

There's a part of him that hates being ordered about by his children.

The rest of him doesn't have the heart to refuse.

And he's too exhausted to put up much of a fight. Splinter lays back down, gets comfortable, sleeps.

He's asleep for three days.

To say they were worried sick would be an understatement. What do you do when your ghost dad won't wake up? They've already been through this when Leo was in a coma, and they have no idea when Splinter will wake up.

At most he'll look at them for a moment, then immediately drift off to sleep again. Sometimes they'll hear him sleep-talking, but the snippets of conversation they catch make it impossible to know if he's talking to himself, them, or someone else.

On one memorable occassion Mikey had poked him, then shrieked when Splinter grabbed his arm and curled up around him. It's a little bit like when Mikey and his brothers were very small, and Splinter would curl up around them to keep the four of them warm. Mikey spent most of that day pinned - every time he tried to wiggle away, Splinter either tightened his grip or rolled over.

Raph may or may not have laughed... until Mikey grabbed him.

When Splinter wakes up on the 4th day, he's groggy and doesn't seem like he's all there yet, but he's awake and that's the main thing. His body also seems more solid than it did when they first returned to the Lair. Donnie takes some samples and with his limited knowledge of ghosts says that he thinks Splinter is more stable. Not completely stable, but not on the brink of literally falling apart.

Splinter assumed that'd mean he'd be able to turn back now, so tries it. His arm just sort of quivers, then settles back into its ghostly appearance. He tries again and again and frustration turns to panic. Donnie doesn't know why it won't work, so can't provide an answer to his father's frantic questions.

Someone suggests maybe Splinter's been in his ghost form too long and can't change into his original form now. Whoever suggested that regrets it immediately - it did not help Splinter calm down and no one else liked that idea either.

As much as anyone can in a situation like this, they try to carry on as normal.

Karai goes back to the Foot Clan, with the promise that she'll see if the Foot or Shingami have any resources that might be helpful.

Training ends up being run a little differently. Splinter's hands keep melting, so he decides against sparing with them. The last thing they need is for his hands to give way when he's holding a weapon and accidently hurt one of them. So training ends up relying on them sparing against each other, or in teams. The teams are never the same as the previous session, and they're not always the same size. Sometimes Splinter will change a rule part way through a match, or tell at least one of them to swap teams.

And when they're not sparing, he starts giving them each a turn at being the sensei in a session - Mikey surprises everyone by being a really good teacher!

Doing it this way also takes some of the pressure of Leo. Everyone having a turn at being the teacher means they all have an idea of what it's like and Leo isn't being forced to be their sensei when he's still a child himself.

After one training session Donnie and Mikey ask if they can do one together. Splinter asks what they have in mind. It's pretty much an assault course. It'll take some time to build, but as long as they don't get carried away it should be good.

One morning, someone suggests Splinter train with Karai to get his powers under control.

Not everything is smooth sailing though. Now that Shredder is actually dead, a power vacuums has opened up and gangs all across the city are fighting for what remains of Shredder's crime empire.

Leo's stratergy meetings with Splinter revolve almost entirely around how to put a stop to the gang wars. In an odd way, those meetings help them bond again. It's nice for Leo to know that the pressure isn't all on him, and the more he talks with Splinter the more the idea that yes, this is still his father, sinks in. Slowly he starts being able to look at Splinter again without feeling like a failure.

Donnie spends the day repairing and upgrading their equipement with Casey and Raph's help. Mikey is good for bouncing ideas off of - the orange turtle is more than happy to listen to Donnie rant until he has a breakthrough. Also this way Mikey can make sure those three have a break once in a while.

April keeps an eye and ear out during the day, and uses her blog to keep track of the gang war. Whenever she arrives at the Lair, she'll go to Leo and Splinter and tell them what she's learned. It helps them adjust their plans and make new ones.

Karai also sends them information. Most of it's updates on how the Foot are doing, how much territory they've managed to defend or take back the previous night. It gives them another valuable perspective. She has meetings with Leo and Splinter, so the Hamato and Foot clans can coordinate their efforts.

Splinter also joins his children on patrol too. Rumours, if you can call them that, of his death have spread, which have only intensified the fighting. Patrolling with his children is just as much about doing his part and keeping them safe, as it is about putting those rumours to bed. Soon enough, the rumours of his death are placed with frightened whispers that the head of the Hamato Clan has turned into a monster.