#mikey and april are the orange twins

[deadtiredghost]

Can we make Team Red a thing?

i think they would get along like a house on fire. we need more fanfic of this trio.

^^ how i think they might bond.

[pippenplayz]

So Rise TMNT Duo names I've heard:

🟪Don & Leo🟦

Disaster twins

Midnight Duo

Team Dusk

🟦Leo & Raph🟥

Magnetic Duo

Leader Duo

Switch Duo

Blue Raspberry

A-Team

🟧Mikey & Donnie🟪

PB&J Duo

Smarts and Crafts

B-Team

Sun & Science

🟦Leo & Mikey🟧

Baja Blast

Portal duo

Sun and eclipse

Sunrise Duo

Tidepods

Unicorn Bros

Dr Duo

🟥Raph & Mikey🟧

Sunset Duo

🟪Don & Raph🟥

Brains and Brawn

Jampackets Duo

🟨April & Don🟪

Bannana Pancakes

DNA Duo

🟦Leo & April🟨

The gay agenda

Ikea Duo

🟧Mikey & April🟨

Orange Lemonade

Citrus Duo

🟥Raph & April🟨

Eldest Siblings

Pink Lemonade

🟥Raph & Cassandra🏒

Shred Red

Cherry Duo

🟦Leo Future Boy🔑

Father and Son

Sensei and Student

Edit: This is constantly updated with every Duo name that gets commented that I don't have in here.

[goodlucktai]

16 for the dialogue prompts?

dialogue prompts

16. “God, I’m so sorry, it’ll be over soon, I promise.”

@dandywonderous im so sorry about this in advance 🥹

x

When they were little, and they started wearing masks because Mikey wanted to be like the heroes he watched in Saturday morning cartoons, Donnie asked Splinter to cut the tails of his short so they wouldn’t get in his way.

Leo thought that was a crazy decision, because if the tails were short they wouldn’t match Raph’s. 

“So?” Donnie said, unscrewing the bottom panel of the oscillating fan he stole from Splinter’s room. 

“So what?” Leo said. 

“So what if I don’t match Raph? I don’t have to,” Donnie pointed out, a seven year old at his most reasonable.

His twin blinked, then his striped cheeks puffed out, brow furrowing, fully not understanding the question. He wanted to do everything Raphie did, but denied it when anyone told him so. 

This certain proof of that behavior made Donnie smile, quiet and indulgent the way he only ever was for his other half, but only when it was just the two of them. 

Leo whined and kicked his feet but Donnie wouldn’t tell him what was funny. 

Those long blue mask tails are sodden and heavy as Donnie shifts them out of the way, leaving a sickening trail of red where they drag against Leo’s neck and shoulder. 

They’re pinned down, what’s left of the tunnel groaning and shifting around them, at least three Technodromes filling the sky outside. Donnie can feel the hum of impending doom in his teeth. 

“Hush, Nardo,” Donnie whispers, hand clamped over Leo’s mouth hard, even though it cuts him to have to do this. “You can’t scream, mellizo. Hush.”

His twin writhes, digging at Donnie’s grip with desperate fingers. His chest is heaving, eyes wild with pain. The rosy glow of Raph’s ninpo is all they have to see by as the projection hovers above them in case of another collapse. In the dim light, Donnie can almost pretend it’s mud he’s kneeling in, warm and slick and pooling at an alarming rate from the slab of concrete that Leo’s right arm has been crushed under.  

The safe zone has been compromised. It’s devastating, but not at all surprising. Two of their scouts didn’t report in when they should have, baseline humans who didn’t have a hope of resisting the Krang’s method of interrogation, so it was only a matter of time before the enemy came knocking. 

April, Mikey and Cass have been evacuating their people and transporting supplies in and out of sunny orange portals all morning while Draxum, Hob and Usagi guarded their every move with eagle-eyed vigilance. 

Donnie, Raph and Leo were holding the Krang at bay for every extra second that they could, but they stayed out there a second too long. 

Now Leo is bleeding and the Krang hounds are prowling, their horrible faces scraping the ground as they sniff out that rich source of life, and Donnie’s mind is blank with panic. They’re trapped, and if he lets go then Leo will scream and bring death down on them, and if he doesn’t then death will come anyway, with teeth and venom.

“Shhh, Lilo,” Donnie tries to soothe, imagining Leo’s sweet, bright ‘shhh yourself, Dodo!’ in place of the uncomprehending whine he gets in response. “God, I’m so sorry. It’ll be over soon, I promise.”

Maybe we should pray, he thinks wildly. Not to god, because that would be a spectacular waste of breath, but to one of the people who left the party early and might be willing to toss a miracle or two in their direction. Papa, or Gram-gram, or April’s mom. 

The red projection surrounding them begins to shrink. Slowly, making sure the rocks above and around them won’t shift, until the ninpo is just a warm glow beneath Raph’s skin. Donnie feels a rush of relief and anticipation—Raph has a plan, Raph will tell him what to do. 

Raph puts one arm around Donnie’s shoulders and cups Leo’s face with his other hand, stroking his cheek with the pad of his thumb. Blood smears beneath his fingers. His expression is hard to read in the dark underground. 

“You’ll be alright, big man,” Raph murmurs, all conviction, as if he can make it true out of sheer love. If anyone could, it would be him. Then he says, “Donnie, can you cut him out?”

The question makes his stomach lurch with nausea, bitter and acidic, but it’s a question that he can answer. After fighting in a three-turtle team for the better part of two hours, Donnie’s ninpo feels like coffee dregs left in the bottom of an empty pot. He has enough strength left that he could summon a tool for an emergency amputation, but only that. 

“Not quickly,” he says pointedly, “or quietly.”

Raph nods. He just sits there for a minute, holding them. They don’t have a minute and Raphie knows that but he’s just holding them. Donnie’s heart begins to race in a brand-new direction, some frightened thing in his very center sitting up and taking notice. 

Donatello has always been an incredible number of things, not all of them good or noble or worth bragging about, but above all else, at the end of each and every day, he was Raphael’s little brother. 

Donnie didn’t imitate him when they were kids—didn’t wear his mask tails long or find reasons to follow him around—but he was every firm hug Donnie needed to keep his skin from itching when life got too loud. He was an attentive, listening audience when Donnie had to talk about the things pingponging around in his mind without being interrupted or he’d scream. He was the large hands that held Donnie’s, the snaggle-toothed face that smiled in encouragement, when Donnie learned to walk. 

Donnie knew him fundamentally. Intrinsically. A textbook he never had to study, knowledge that grew up with him from the first moment he opened his eyes to the big, bright world. That’s how he knew what was about to happen the second before it did. 

“No,” Donnie says hoarsely. “Please don’t.” 

“Raphie’s gotcha,” Raph says warmly, the last steadfast and solid and remarkably kind thing left in the apocalypse.

He reaches down and presses the panic button on Donnie’s gauntlet. The alert activates with a bright pinging sound effect, echoing twice in their little disaster-made cavern as it’s received by Leo and Raph’s comms, and the Krang hounds nearby whine and bark in excitement. Their claws churn up earth and rock as they start to run.

Raph spares a second to press a kiss against Donnie’s temple, and another to Leo’s forehead, and then he’s gone. The light goes with him. Donnie shakes like a leaf, unreasonably cold, unable to think. 

Leo is half out of his mind by now, sobbing and jerking at his trapped limb, but all his agony is soundly drowned out by the brutal battle Raphael is leading far away from them. 

“Hush,” Donnie whispers, eyes stinging so badly he can hardly keep them open, tears dripping endlessly down his face. “It’ll be over soon.”

[squishycat330]

I was gonna post this yesterday but uh. . .anyway

The A-Team, Leo & Raph

I did go to post this yesterday but I had realized I forgot to add the specks on thier skin and went in en’ added it, I think it made them Ten-times better, I did try to give Raph Red-ear Marks to match Leo and I know it’s just a random specks but one of Raphs honestly looks more like a mole ur’ something, and I noticed Leo had I light colored one in a similar spot so I made em match! Twins

close ups

I feel like if I don’t point out the small details know one will notice them. . . I gave Raph orange bandaids with the thought that Mikey forced em on him! Thats why their oranges! I also looked at the chipped area of his plastron and was like ‘how is that pice even hanging on?’ then my mom had the idea to put type there as a joke and I did! It made for an amazing lil detail that I love! Leo’s clasp actually says Leo in Japanese (and I don’t think I got it rong so)

I feel bad he didn’t get as much detail as Raph but he’s not in front SoOoOo

extras

I thought I had more. . . (Thu/Fri, April 24th/25th)

[snowleopardtherebel]

Hey! There was a bunch of people (a surprising amount really) who liked my idea for a rottmnt au! So I thought, hey! Why not post the first chapter on here and see how people like it!

so uh. here it goes ig lol. its 6k words so i had to split it up actually

TRIGGER WARNINGS

this segment doesn't have as many but uh

major character death

gore/blood/violence

I'll probably post the second half later if anyone wants to read more :D

The sound that Donnie makes when the portal closes on their twin is something that tears Raph apart. It's somewhere between a choked sob and a scream. Raw, painful, like Donnie is forcing the sound out through shredded vocal chords. Raph has never heard them make the sound before.

Raph can't see out of his right eye. That side of his face hurts, radiates pain like nothing he's ever felt.

"Don—" His voice catches and he coughs. "Donnie. Donnie, he's— he's gone."

"No," Donnie shakes their head. Frantic. They can barely stand. "No, no, no, he's— he's not, we can get him! We– have Casey open the portal again, he—"

"We can't do that," Raph whispers. "We can't, Donnie."

"No," Donnie repeats. Over and over again, arm clutched to their chest, a sob building in their throat. "No, no, he— he can't—"

Raph can barely stand up, on shaking legs threatening to give out underneath his weight, but he opens his arms. Not forcing, but a question. His younger brother falls into the embrace and Raph wraps his arms around them. They sob, face buried in his plastron.

Mikey is still staring up at the sky. Fists clenched.

"Mikey," Raph looks up. "It's— It's over."

Mikey shakes his head furiously. The gesture is almost childish, shoulders raised, eyes squeezed shut.

"Leo never gave up on us," He hisses. "I'm not giving up on him."

Hands held out in front of him, shaking, Mikey reaches. Through the fabric of reality itself, the air before him crackling and warping and burning. The hole that opens up is a glowing golden that mirrors the cracks that open up on his arms.

And right as Raph's eye widens, right as he pushes himself up to help, something snaps.

Mikey screams.

Drops his hands.

The portal closes.

Gasping, sobbing, cracked bleeding arms held to his chest, Mikey screams. Screams and screams and screams, until his voice gives out. Like Donnie. Like Donnie, who is no longer making any noise, who's shoulders shake with silent sobs.

"Raph? Donnie? Guys!"

April's voice glitches, distorts over the comms. But they can hear her.

"April?" Raph's voice is barely a whisper. He clears his throat but can't bring himself to make it louder. "We— Staten Island, we—"

"Pa– Papa," Donnie wheezes. "I— Raphie I want— Dad—"

"I know bud," Raph's heart breaks again. "Just— hold on. Ok?"

"Me and Casey'll come get you," April says. "Or— well, I have to find him first. Just hang on. Ok?"

Mikey is still sobbing. His arms are still bleeding. His eyes glow orange behind his eyelids, faintly.

Donnie doesn't say anything. They don't move, don't talk, don't respond to April.

All three of them sit there. Stunned. Injured.

And Leo is gone.

Leo, despite himself, feels a terrified scream building up in his throat.

He clamps his hands over his mouth, even though the movement brings a wave of nausea. Krang Prime shrieks somewhere, though the echo makes it hard to tell where.

Leo is floating.

He has a concussion, definitely. The world spins around him— or maybe that's the low gravity doing the work. Everything hurts, and he's cold, and he misses his brothers already, the small kid wailing for his brothers after being separated from them in the sewers.

His brothers.

Leo forces his tired, broken, aching limbs to move. He can find a hiding spot, he can. There are loads of spaces to hide. And his brothers will find him.

"Oook," He whispers. Talking hurts. Thinking hurts. "Right. Gotta ass— assess the damage…find somewhere to hide…"

He lost his katanas. One of them is on Earth, yes. The other, he knows, spun off somewhere into the Prison Dimension. Maybe he can find it?

There is a Krang mech suit— abandoned— suspended in front of him. But Prime screeches again and Leo is hit with that primal sense of fear and everything hurts too much.

There is a gap in the rubble. He dives for it. Wriggles through, gasping at the pain from his shell.

"Gonna… look like a crime scene out there," He jokes to himself. "Ok. Oook. Let's s–see here."

The walls are closing in.

No— no, he curses to himself. No, it's not. Come on, you can do this.

Krang's roar makes him crawl faster. There's barely enough room to turn around. Can't go from here.

Something crashes down on the ground above him. Near him.

"No," He breathes. "No, no, no, no, please,"

"PEST!!"

"Please," Leo half-sobs, curls up as much as the tight space, his injuries will allow. The ground shakes again. "P—please I– please I don— I d-don't want—"

Rubble clatters down the small space. A rock hits his shell, his bloody, cracked carapace, and he bites back a whimper.

"Where are you, you PEST????"

Thank Pizza Supreme the space opens up. His arms, legs, shell, everything are on fire. He doesn't even have the energy to shift positions. The fog is creeping in and he's too tired.

They'll come for him, soon. They'll get him out.

"Shit— Raph! Dad!"

"I got him. I got him. Just—"

"Dad!"

They're laughing. Laughing at them, at Leo's scream when he sees Splinter. At Raph, eyes burning, who cradles his father's body in his hands.

"Leo! Retreat!"

He wishes Splinter was here.

"I'm going to fix your shoulder. Ok?"

Donnie only gives a mute nod, seated on the edge of the hospital bed, free hand gripping the side so hard Raph worries for them. Casey removes the ice pack, gets Donnie's arm into the right position, and shoves. Donnie lets out a muffled scream, bent double, teeth digging into their bottom lip.

"Raphael," Hands tilt his face to the left. "I need you to look at me. I cannot address the matter of your eye while you are looking away."

"Sorry Draxum," Raph says quietly. His mind has gone back to Leo. Leo, his little brother. The Lair is busy, with April and Casey and Draxum bustling around, but it feels lonely, isolated, without Leo there cracking jokes. Is he hurt? Scared?

He misses Splinter. Gone for less than a day and everything just…falls apart.

Of course, it's been more than a day now. How did things fall apart so quickly?

"Is Mikey ok?"

"Michelangelo will be fine," Draxum folds up Raph's mask and sets it to the side. Raph tries not to look at the sheer amount of blood on it.

"Donnie," April hisses in a breath. Raph doesn't see them, or April, or Casey. He's glaring daggers into the floor. "Donnie, you need t–"

"Don't!" Donnie all but shrieks. Something clatters to the floor and Raph looks up. The softshell backs up, breath hissing out in a low whine. "Don't— Don't— I c–an't— I don't want—"

"I know you don't want us to touch your shell," April holds her hands up placatingly. "But Don— it's going to get infected—"

Donnie lets out a frustrated whine, hands scratching at their head, and Raph reaches out. The gesture is intended to be comforting, but Donnie flinches away.

"I–" Their voice is almost inaudible. "I want Leo to do it."

Raph freezes. The blood roars in his ears.

"Ok," April breathes. Her voice breaks. "Ok. Ok, let's— let's get your arm in a cast. Casey?"

Casey nods. Draxum brings a wet rag to Raph's face, slowly, gently, to wipe away the blood, and something hisses, twists, fizzes in the back of his mind. Raph stumbles backwards, nearly tripping over the bench, and everyone turns to look at him.

"Sorry," He gasps out. "S– sorry. Raph just, ah. Tripped. It's— it's fine."

"Would you prefer to do it yourself?" Draxum's voice holds no judgment. "I understand if the subject of a lost eye is a traumatic thing for you."

"No," Raph swallows the nausea that arises when he thinks of the blood. "'S fine."

"Alright Mikey, your turn," Casey moves on to the youngest brother. "I'm going to assess your shell first, ok?"

"Leo," Mikey whispers. Ducks away from the touch. "I— I have to find Leo. i have to get him back, he could be hurt—"

"We need to treat your burns—"

"I can do it!" Mikey bursts out. "I can, I can do it, you said I could!" Casey looks horrified, backing up at Mikey's outburst. "You said I could, and I was going to! I can do it, I sw— I swear—"

"You are in no position to do so," Draxum says sternly, packing Raph's empty eye socket with gauze and bandages. "Your arms need to be treated first. Your injuries need attention. As do your brothers."

"So does Leo's!" Mikey's eyes are bright and shining. "He's— he's lost, alone, hurt—"

"And what do you expect to do now?" Draxum tsks. "Let me see your arms."

"But—"

"Your arms, Michelangelo."

Mikey chokes back a sob and holds out his cracked, bleeding arms for the yokai to look at. Casey Jr. sets down the armful of bandages he's carrying and drags a hand down his face. It's nearly 3 in the morning. None of them have slept.

"Master Leonardo," He starts. "He—I—"

"Closed himself in," Raph finishes. "Yeah. You— got the key?"

Casey flinches. "I'm— I didn't want to, I just…"

"No one blames ya, Casey," Raph shakes his head. "You were jus' followin orders."

He misses his brother already. Donnie stares off into space while April wraps their injuries and helps Casey with the cast. She gently asks them if she and Casey can at least remove the shards of their battle shell that were lodged into the back of their shell. They flinch away from her. Shrug.

Raph, with every passing moment, draws further and further in on himself. He failed. Failed all of them— his dad, Leo, Donnie, Mikey. April. Casey.

All of them stay in the medbay well into the afternoon working tirelessly. In the end, he lets Mikey and Donnie have the medical cots. Donnie finally agrees to let their shell be treated, though less in words and more actions.

Raph gets left alone with his thoughts.

And thinks. About Leo.

His breath comes out in a shivering, freezing cloud.

Good news: Prime has lost him. For now. He manages to get out, to traverse the mess of broken Krang tech.

Bad news: Literally everything else.

"Ooooook," He shivers. Whispers, barely even a breath. "Ok, ok, o–ok. Where…Where do I go?"

Of course, nobody answers him.

The gravity is normal here. Or well, normal-ish. The weight of it nearly feels like an anvil slamming down on his already cracked-open shell. There's nowhere to hide, nowhere to run.

He couldn't run even if he wanted to.

He remembers the claws, slamming down on his plastron again and again. The terror he felt. Begging, pleading. Screaming for the pain to end, please let him go, please.

He wants his brothers. He wants his dad.

He's dead, his pain-addled brain sings. Dead, dead, dead, it's your fault.

"O—ok," He stumbles up on shaking legs. "Oooook Face Ma— man. Let—s see here. We're lost, stuck h–here, it's cold. You're hurt."

He's scared.

No— terrified.

He takes a shaky step forward and nearly collapses. The vertigo is intense enough to make his stomach churn, alongside the pounding of his head. His entire lower back is on fire. He needs to find some place to check the damage.

There. Across the large expanse.

The.

The large, open space.

There's a destroyed Krang…spaceship? It's several hundred feet away. That's several hundred feet where Leo could be seen.

They'll come for me, Leo thinks to himself. They'll come for me. They'll find me.

He doesn't have his swords. he thinks he can feel the vaguest pull, vaguest nudge of his ninpo tugging him toward it, somewhere. Teleportation would be quicker.

But he's so, so tired.

He repeats the mantra he's come up with over and over again as he staggers, a painful snail's pace. Already, he can sort of guess what's bruised, bloody, broken. He's cut his lips multiple times on the sharp jagged edges of his teeth. Some jaw injury could explain the struggle to get his words out, the swelling, the pain.

The ache of his ankle is something he's already gotten used to. Hell, he's been walking on it. Somehow. He doesn't know how the fuck he did that, but it works.

With a last desperate gasp he drags himself through the threshold of the ship. Drags the door closed.

"N—no," he mutters as the fog creeps in. "No, no, no, no, no, slee– sleeping, no…" He'll never get anywhere if he keeps passing out at the latest convenience. "C'mon…"

Fighting, desperately fighting at the fog that crowds at the edge of his vision, he forces himself to sit up. Gasps at the pain.

Like the rest of the dimension, the ship is cold. Leo's breath comes out in clouds in the air.

His arms and fingers are already beginning to go numb. His legs and feet, less so. He's been walking. His nose is running— or is that blood?

When he looks around, he only really finds rusty metal. A control panel he has no idea what to do with. Seats.

His fanny pack. Right. He has that. He should have medical supplies. Right?

Moving his arms is a chore. Too much energy, too much pain. But he does, and when his hands go to his waist, they come back bloody. But he tears off the pack, opens it with shaky hands.

Luckily, his supplies seem to be…mostly intact. For now. There's a near-empty bottle of painkillers, a roll of bandages, and a needle and thread.

He tilts his head back. Great. Hopefully this will last him until his brothers come and get him. He doesn't exactly know how, but surely. They will. They wouldn't leave him here.

Leo wants so badly to pop a few painkillers now, dull the radiating pain, but he needs to find where he's injured the most. In the small part of the ship that the metal is somewhat reflective, he gets a decent (ok…maybe not decent) look of himself for the first time.

"Aw ma— man," He whispers. "Messed up mmmmmy face. I'm su— sup— supposed to be the Face Man."

His face is covered in bruises, scratches, blood. Dried blood tracks his face from his nose, and his jaw is swollen and awkward looking. And there's a long, deep cut that slices across his face stripe. Aw. He liked his face stripes. Likes them.

His arms are a mess of gashes and cuts. Bloody from the shoulders down. From this position he can see cracks in his carapace, and blood. Lots of it. How much blood is he losing?

He tries to turn, to crane his neck to see the damage to his shell, but the movement causes so much pain he stops.

Ok. Ok. Baby steps.

How long has he been here? A few hours, maybe. There isn't a sun or moon. Or stars, are there any stars? He risks a look up outside. He can't tell.

Prime lost him. For now.

First things first. Leo doesn't have a fire, doesn't know where to get things to make a fire. But he needs to boil water if he wants to sterilize the needle, and. Well.

He'll save that for more serious injuries though. It can wait.

For now, he tears off his arm and leg wraps and uses them to mop up the blood. It's slow work, and he's already starting to feel lightheaded, but he tears off a strip of bandages and wraps them around the worst of the gashes. There's not much more he can do for the numerous broken bones he probably has.

He doesn't want to fall asleep.

He does so anyway.

They'll find me. They'll find me. They'll find me.

"We'll get him."

"Mikey—"

"We'll. Get. Him." Mikey retorts. Draxum fusses around him, examining the mystic cracks on his arms. It feels like it's been days but it's only been hours.

And they're arguing. Again.

Donnie slides off the cot as Mikey shouts something at Raph, pulling their headphones up over their ears. The stitches on their shell pull uncomfortably and they shudder. They can still feel the touch of hands on their shell. Donnie can't do a lot with a broken hand but they can sure as hell try.

What else can't they do?

Oh, right. Walking.

"Woah, woah, woah!" April lunges to catch them as they stumble, lurch forward, nearly trip. "Donnie— hold on, hold on!"

"'M fine," Donnie hisses, low and tired. "I ne—needa get to th' lab—"

"You're hurt, Donnie," April says firmly. "Casey, what's the damage?"

"Concussion, skull fracture, broken arm." Casey rattles off from across the room. His words are punctuated by a huge yawn. "Uh…puncture wounds on their arms, shell, legs, but we got that covered up."

"Nnnno more stitches," Donnie grumbles.

"You don't need more stitches," April reassures. "Not right now at least. You can go to the lab later, alright?"

April is a blur. Donnie is dizzy and tired and the bandages and stitches are itchy and uncomfortable and they just want their twin back.

"I need my computer," They mumble. "I n— need t—"

"No computer while you have a concussion," Raph calls. Donnie flips him off, and the snapper lets out such an offended sound they give a snort of laughter despite everything that aggravates their injury again and they hiss in pain.

"Let's get you back onto the bed, ok bud?" April wraps her arms around them gently, avoiding their shell. "I know you're tired."

Donnie grumbles something unintelligible, even to their own ears. April smiles.

"I want Leo," They curl tighter around themselves. "I— I want my brother back."

"I know," April whispers. "I know. We'll get him back. Promise."

Mikey has since stopped arguing with Raph. His head rests on the older turtle's plastron as Draxum lectures him on the danger of mystic overuse. Donnie curls under the sheets, takes their phone from a spot underneath the pillow, pulls up the trackers on each of them.

Raph and Mikey's trackers are functioning as normal. Mikey's heart rate spikes once or twice but Donnie pays no attention. They're focused on the blue screen, and the red error message that flashes there.

TRACKER OFFLINE.

[citruswriter]

Food For The Soul

Listen with me! ↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

Warnings: Tcest (you have been warned!), Tcest x Character, The Bale AU, Fluffy Goodness, Polyamory.

Tcestween Prompt: Food

Pairings: Mikey x The Bale

If there was anything that Mikey enjoyed more than eating food it was making food, especially for his loved ones. It was a sort of love language for him. He adored making foods for people that held special places in his heart, keeping them well fed with good, home-cooked food that he made. Scratched the turtle instincts just right.

And that's exactly what he was doing right now. Waking up early and cooking food for his bale. Mikey didn't used to be such an early riser but as years got on he found himself enjoying the quiet of the mornings more and more, his only company being the sizzling of whatever food he was cooking and the soft lofi beats that gently played through his bluetooth speaker.

This morning he was making scrambled eggs, bacon, pancakes, fresh fruit salad, and fresh morning batches of tea and coffee. The spatula scraped against the pan as he made the large batch of scrambled eggs, throwing in different kinds of cheeses and spices. The bacon sizzled until it was perfect and crispy before he gently dished it up on the paper towel clad plate. Regular and chocolate chip pancakes were made and set on a platter. The sound of his cutting knife on the board as he made the fruit salad filled the air next as he tossed watermelon, strawberries, kiwi, banana, and blackberries together.

Everybody would be waking up soon, time to make beverages. Raph liked green tea with honey, Donnie would want his expensive coffee with french vanilla creamer and whipped cream, Leo would want his caramel latte with double espresso, Casey simply enjoyed cheap black coffee, and April would take a shot of espresso and a glass of orange juice.

Speaking of April... He could hear her pad in with Raph as he made his own oolong tea. "Morning, my loves." Mikey said cheerily and he was rewarded with a soft good morning from April and a kiss from Raph. Mikey handed them their drinks, Raph sipping his tea with an approving hum before he loaded his plate with pancakes and bacon.

Mikey giggled as April downed her espresso shot with a scrunch of her nose before chasing it down with a gulp of orange juice before snagging some scrambled eggs, bacon, and fruit. "Thanks so much, baby." She said sleepily, kissing his cheek.

Shuffling could be heard before Leo and Casey were seen, talking softly to each other as they got food and their drinks. "This looks so good." Casey said, digging into his food. "Smells just as good." Leo mumbled, popping some bacon and fruit in his mouth.

"Where's Donnie?" Mikey questioned and Leo looked up and blinked. "Asleep in his lab, I think. He was up pretty late." Leo said and Mikey sighed, making his way up to Donnie's lab to drag the purple banded terrapin down for breakfast.

"Donnie?" Mikey called out, walking into the lab until he found his mate. He could help but chuckle softly as he found his older brother hunched over and asleep on his lap table. Gentle fingers reached up to pry his battle shell off, tracing his sensitive shell and messaging it gently, causing him to stir.

"Morning, dearest." Donnie groaned out and Mikey bent to give him a kiss on the cheek. "Morning, babes. I made breakfast. Lets get some food and coffee in you." He said softly. Donnie groaned softly and stretched before standing up, allowing Mikey to drag him to the kitchen.

"He lives!" Leo said as Donnie sat at the table, earning a snap from Donnie before he nuzzled into his twin, earning him a kiss. Mikey piled up Donnie's plate before handing his food and coffee to him. "Here you go, baby." Mikey said softly before getting up to get his own food and drink.

As the bale sat around the table, waking up and murmuring softly to each other, Mikey couldn't help but feel his heart warm. Everybody ate and drank, scrapping their plates clean and slurping down the last of their drinks, thanking Mikey before loading their dishes in the dishwasher.

As they walked away with bellies full of good food, Mikey couldn't help but sigh lovingly. What a good morning it was today...

Mikey is such a little chef so I found it only fitting that I would center this prompt around Mikey. Ik it's kind of bad but I still think it's uber cute.

Taglist: @cherrytreatsart @yallshantfindme

[berrythesnakechild]

Blueberries and Grapes AU

This is my first official post on here so please be nice.

As Leo flies through another wall, his mind wanders to his brothers, smiling softly as he accepts his fate, surprised when he sees an orange light of a portal. “Took you guys long enough,” he mutters, weak from his fight with Kraang. Leo reaches for his brothers, Raph quickly grabbing his arm, pulling him to them. Kraang quickly appears behind Leo and grabs his leg, trying to keep him there. In the small moments as Leo is half way through the portal, Mikey feels the world spin before going dark. Donnie catches Mikey and in an instant, the portal is closed..Leo being chopped in half. He lets out a gasp as Raph and Donnie scream out. Then..everything goes dark. Raph sat there, holding half of his little brother in his arms, his ears ringing and his head spinning. The world was too loud. Raph tried to stop the bleeding, desperately trying to help his brother live. Donnie begins hyperventilating, laying Mikey down and backing away, screaming in agony as he feels his connection with Leo snap. His brother, his twin, his other half..is dead. How was he supposed to function without his brother? How is he supposed to live without his twin? He can’t live without his twin. Donnie eventually calms down enough to take Leo’s body from Raph, sobbing into his twin's cold body. Raph can’t do anything but stare at Donnie holding Leo. He wants to cry more but..he’s so tired. His eyes feel so dry. Raph notices Mikey beginning to wake up, the smaller groaning softly and looking around before his eyes land on Leo’s upper half, eyes widening in surprise and terror. He couldn’t save his brother. It’s his fault. It’s all his fault. How could he let this happen? How could he fail his older brother like that? Eventually April, Splinter and Casey made their way over to the boys, all of them seeing Leo’s upper half, face expressionless and eyes void of the life they had before. Splinter rushed to his twin boys and held Donnie close, trying to bring comfort to his now only middle child. Donnie just stood up and began walking. They went home in silence.

After a year and a half, just about, Donnie grew tired of his silent mind, unable to focus on anything he tried. He looked at the time, too late to text Usagi. Donnie goes into Leo’s room and looks at the altar they made to honor Leo, grabbing one of Leo’s swords and yelling out in anger as he swings it, opening a blue and purple mixed portal, spotting Leo on the other side, his top and bottom halves separated. Donnie noticed the portal already closing and without thinking, he grabs Leo and pulls him through the portal, unintentionally trapping Leo’s soul in the sword. Donnie collapses to the ground and begins sobbing, holding the sword close as Leo hugs him. Donnie’s eyes widen when he feels the air grow cold around him, right where Leo touched. He looks at his twin in surprise as Leo smiles softly at him. “It’s been a while, huh Donathan?”

[goobersforlife]

BRACKETS ARE UP!

AND HERE THEY ARE!

This is side A brackets

Participants-

(camp hamato) CH! Leo & Vincenzo - belonging to @p0t3nt1al

Rose Jones- belonging to @omgselinabeckendorf

Hamato Giovanni- belonging to @enthblaze

(universal mayhem) UM!Foxy, Venus, Peter, April- belonging to @trixanimations

UWG!Donnie and IitM!Leo- belonging to @witchybluedeity

orange- belonging to @itsnotillegalyet07

Misa- belonging to @littlemissartemisia

(Lab rats sons) LRS!One- belonging to @rubberducky2pointoh

Mikey, and (chaotic time travel) CTT! F!Donnie and Dahlia-belonging to @cats-inthe-cradle

kirby- belonging to -@tomatoshapedstars

(turtles all the way down) TATWD!Murasaki & mizuiro- belonging to @pommigranite

(Green eyed mask) GEM!Casey Jr- belonging to @azucar-skull

Vassari, Donnie, paris, zink- belonging to @angelcorpse230

(Rabbits broach) RB! Aristotle and Plato Umigame- belonging to @pigeonsgrame

Toby Sage Darner -belonging to @flockofcrowsinatrenchcoat

(once more with feelings) OMWF! Jasper, and bell - belonging to @tuatara-time

Artie-belonging to @faemorningstar

Donatello & Genetrix- belonging to @tmnt-starlit-sin

Kirby Hamato- belonging to @darth-sonny

(Teenage Turtle Ninja mutants)TTNM! donnie, mikey, raph and leo- belonging to @idiot-mushroom

Yuchi, Cali, Mikey, and the QUILT! Au turtles- belonging to @cokowiii @cokoweee

(starblind) Yuchi, Leo- belonging to @dancingthesambaa

(Queen of the birds)QOTB!Leo- belonging to @just-another-wren

Robo!Rise Donnie, Raph, Leo, and Mikey- belonging to @zinovi768

Leonette- belonging to @leonette-soup

Timothy- belonging to @pinetreevillain

Sunflower- belonging to @agentturtlecupcake

These are side A participants, I will reblong with side B’s participants soon

Good luck, and have fun!

(also lmk if I got someone's username wrong, or anything like that, so that I made tag the right person :3)

and its smaller twin

BRACKETS SIDE B

Goober comp brackets! Side b | Bracket HQ

BRACKET HQ

side b of the baskets

Participants-

TMNA! rafa, doni, miguel and leo- belonging to @matutito

(giant mutant toddler turtles) GMTT! Raph, Mikey,Leo, Donnie- belonging to @bambiraptorx

(open your shell to find your wings) OYSTFYW!Donnie, and snapsonnie! -belonging to @onejellyfishplease

Kraang Subprime- belonging to @optimalminds

HorrorAU! Donnie, Raph, Mikey, leo- belonging to @hyperfixated-homo

(not hero material)NHM!Raph, mikey, donnie, leo- belonging to @peanutrat20

Iridiana- belonging to @chipistotallysane

(raised by kraang)RBK! April, and (raised by foot) RBF Casey- belonging to @apollothesunrat

Venus, Leo, Raph, and Donnie- belonging to @fxliciq-a

Pondside! Raph, Donnie, Leo, Mikey-belonging to @purple-the-turtle

Milkshake and Waffles- belonging to @sleepis4theweak

That concludes side b’s particapents

Wishing you guys luck, and can't wait to see what happens

Also side note, if you do anything to break the rules, you will be eliminated from the competition, please be respectful. And enjoy

[not-pollux]

ℌ𝖆𝖎𝖗 ℌ𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖘 ⋆

╭ ・── ・ ꒰ ☆ ꒱ ・ ── ・ ִ ۫ ּ ֗ ִ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ ࣪  ⊹

  ˚   ₊˚ˑ  💙💜❤️🧡 ‧ ₊ ༄ ROTTMNT

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Warnings: None!

Leo

He's such a blonde.

Like is this even a question? Its basically canon atp 

He would either bleach his hair, or it would be naturally blonde (albinism)

Whether he's albino or not, he's going to be chronically light skinned regardless.

His brothers stole all his melanin 

I like the albinism headcanon because it makes him stand out even more (we love a boy who loves to be the center of attention)

Also plays into the fact that he is intuitive, and therefore wouldn't need great vision to perform exceptionally in battle

Also explains why he likes sunglasses, he's got sensitive eyes

Speaking of eyes, they're blueish if he's albino. Otherwise they're dark brown.

Waist length dreads/locs

His hair needs to be as extravagant as him

100% puts charms in his hair

I'm the least picky regarding Leo’s hair style, anything over the top works. I'm just being indulgent here. I love long hair Leo.

Afrolatino Blasian

4a hair

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Donnie

I'm kind of torn on his hair colour

I know he loves purple and would logically dye his hair purple…

But this boy is also a smart fashion mf. He knows that too much of one color drowns you and contrast is important

But then again… he’s the type to know this shit and just fucking ignore it anyways.

It's either purple or he's leaving it black.

THIS👏🏿BOY👏🏿IS👏🏿DARK👏🏿SKINNED👏🏿

I take no criticism on this. He is.

He has a twin brother who is pale as shit. The melanin had to go somewhere

Compulsory dark brown eyes with his melanin and all

Unpopular opinion but... Donnie would totally have his hair in cornrows

He prioritizes comfort over style, and cornrows are low maintenance for this busy boy and good looking too

Fun fact, he’s actually the only one of his brothers who never wears a wig or obtains hair somehow at any point in the show. 

He’s extra bald.

African Blasian

4c hair (coily coily)

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Raph

The only one that for sure won't dye his hair

I just don't think he has a reason to tbh

He's not quite light skinned but he's definitely lighter than Donnie and Mikey.

He has tons of birthmarks, large ones too. Big ol' one on his neck and smaller ones down onto his shoulders.

Again, compulsory dark brown eyes

My boy has a buzz.

I honestly considered giving him waves but they're a bit too high maintenance to make sense with his personality and habits.

He prefers low maintenance and easy to manage, unlike Leo's hair

He HATES how Leo's hair gets in the way of training and fights, and has concluded he just doesn't want that problem

Durag Raph.

African Blasian

4b hair

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Mikey

Dyes his hair too often to be considered even remotely healthy

orange tips are a frequent choice, but he also loves doing all his siblings' colors (Red for Raph, Green for April, etc)

The other sibling with melanin

Him and Donnie are the Darkskin Duo

He's not as dark as Donnie, but pretty close. He's darker than Raph.

I like to headcanon him with vitiligo, to replicate his spots and on his hands/fingertips as well.

Im being indulgent here lmao

Again, compulsory dark brown eyes

Mikey sports his natural curls.

I don't have a concrete reason for this, other than the fact that I headcanon Mikey with severe hair damage which results in him losing his curls in the bad future. (I took that little swoop in his hair and RAN WITH IT.) Because of this, i also headcanon him with loose curls to make this make more sense lmao

His baby curls wouldn't do too well in most protective styles so he just doesn't wear them.

Afrolatino Blasian

3a hair

My first little drabble :)

[blueboyinthestars]

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎

Hello! I'm Hamato Leonardo, the eldest of my brothers!

I am a minor, so i ask you to please not be weird!!!

any pronouns are okay, although recently i've been preferring he/him

Tags!!!

#leorambles

#🍊<3 mikey<3

#zenny<3 zen<3

#💣 <3 raph<3

#elltalks anything by me that was deemed out of character or is something that seems odd for me I guess.

#📋🖥 <3 donnie<3

#💀💣<3 Casey!! IXBSKANA >////<

#🧪👶<3 april<3333

#💙🎵 Music!!!

#❤️💜🐢 @purpleshellhaver

#❤️💥 raphie<33

#LILJELLY!! @purpleshellhaver AGAIN bc I love my Lil bro sm and I also can't take away their matching tag with his twin so he get two!!.

Let me know if either of you two don't want to be tagged!!

#sleepyleo💙 posts made when sleepy!!

MY FAMILY <3

@raphzilla

@antonios-pizza-number1-fan

@smartpurpleturtle

@z3n-ster

@caseyjones2012 MY MANS ILY SM IFNSKABZ

@apriloneill (totally not my favorite rn...)

@jellynardo SO cool but SOOOO british.

@doctordelicate-touch you remind of an orange sweater. Your awesome.

@straighteal my baby bro<33

@blueeedevilll SILLY!?!??!!?

Tello, I already tagged not gonna make them suffer three times!!!

DNI if you support t-cest/pro-shipping, Wilbur Soot, Dream, Melanie, or being a shitty person!! TY<33

I also have an account over on spacehey under the same user that is being set up, and am connected to @blueboyinspace

Banner made by @w1ll0zfak3

(Now some other important stuff)

I'm a sys.?

I now have discord! Not comfortable with dms until I get to know you tho.

I don't entirely understand this all and how i feelz but people's identity change all the time,

[thenerdy-artist]

☆TMNT Dusk and Dawn Masterpost☆

Hello! For the people who don't know Dusk and Dawn is a tmnt fan Iteration I made back in November of 2023 and been obsessed with ever since lol. This stupid little au is what I think about half of the time, so I hope you guys like it.

Side note: keep in mind that I made this au/fan iteration back in 2023, meaning, some of the characters lore/backstories and plot points I have mentioned on here or on Instagram might be outdated to the current story. This au is still a Wip so stuff will change. Just bear with me lol

Feel free to ask questions about my au, I love talking about these stupid little turtles! :D /aff (just keep it sfw)

Backstory for the ninja turtles: Shedder and Baxter Stockman was try to make some super-humans and decided to use turtles (Venus, Leo, Donnie, Raph, and Mikey) and Splinter daughter (Karai) to experience on. Due to a chemical reaction the lab exploded. The turtles survived and got found by Splinter who gotten mutated in the process, Shedder decided to take Karai in and raise her as her own. For Venus, she was raised by Draxum

Other stuff-

Logo (made it out of boredom)

[UPDATED] The Hamato siblings (+Casey and April) heights

Descriptions for the turtles

Voice Claims

The turtles

{Gonna post more in the future}

Ref sheets-

Orange=planning to remake soon Red=outdated

The main cast: The turtles | April O’Neil | Casey Jones | Karai/Miwa | Venus

Other characters: Mondo Gecko | Splinter/Hamato Yoshi | metalhead | Purple Dragons | Baxter Stockman | Draxum | Sunita and Timothy | Renet | Big Mama | Irma | Shinigami

Venus’s teeth

Alt designs: the barn arc | Karai, April, Casey and Venus | the turtles | human designs for Mikey, Leo and Vee | Human design for Brain and Brawn duo | April O’Neil | Casey Jones | season 1-2 design | Venus | karai/miwa | past! Mondo and Casey

Blue= lore/plot relevant(most likely angst), red=not canon (just me being silly)

Drawings

Comics

April's Induction: pt1 (gonna remake) pt2 (Wip)

Better team (Leo and Raph comic)

Pride Month(shitpost)

(I will make more comics eventually, I promise😭)

Some art

(Some of this are stuff that is lore relevant, angst, my exploring some characters dynamic, or just some dd art that I like lol)

Turtles fashion: Sunset Twins/Midnight duo

Doodles : 1 2 3

Dusk and Dawn 1 year anniversary

“What your favorite scary movie?” (Halloween art)

Christmas art

Lunar New Year’s (year for the snake) art

(I’ve made more art for dd and you can find them under my hashtag)

Animatics

“Bottle of ketchup”-

“Where the door hole?”

“Anything You Can Do”

The twins are fighting (not really an animatic but who cares)

Problems (angst animatic)

Tag:tmnt Dust and Dawn | Dusk and Dawn ask

[tmntforeverinmyheart]

a random tmnt iteration i created. Splinters dead, leaving behind 2 daughters.

Raph and mikey as the oldest take care of them along with their little siblings.

Mutant Teenage Parent Turtles

Red (Raphael) He/She 14 Musk turtle (Stinkpot)

twins with orange (Michelangelo)

Eldest daughter syndrome

Tired 24/7

Hates children

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Orange (Michelangelo) She/Her 14 Musk turtle (Stinkpot)

Phobia of water

Insomniac

Looks after the chickens

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Blue (Leonardo) He/Him 11 Reeves turtle

Twins with purple (Donatello)

Dropped on his head as a baby, ended up losing his hearing

Mischievous little gremlin

Eats everything (because technically everything is edible)

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Purple (Donatello) He/It 11 Reeves turtle

Bites

Likes setting things on fire (It likes destruction in general)

Gaslight Gatekeep Girlboss’s his way through life

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Harmony She/Her 6 Human (possibly a demon)

Hates Raph, Loves Mikey

Eats dirt

Has an endless supply of rubber bands that she flicks at Raph

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April She/Her 9 Human

Loves all her big siblings

Manipulative and smart (has baby sister privileges to the max)

Names all the chickens so they can’t be eaten

[goodlucktai]

What if I said 10 & 20 as portal duo thanks so much

dialogue prompts

10. “I don’t care. I’m not leaving you.”

+ 20. “Get away! You’re hurting them!”

for my beloved meeks

x

They weren’t supposed to be here. It’s stupid, but it’s the first thing that springs to Mikey’s mind. 

Leo had only recently graduated with honors from those initial grueling physical therapy sessions that usually ended in tears (not always Leo’s) to daily exercises that got easier and easier until he was breezing through them the way he used to breeze through everything. 

If he went farther than two steps away from his arm crutches Donnie appeared out of thin air looking ready to breathe fire at him, and Raph was in the habit now of holding Leo out at arm’s length immediately after every hug in the manner of scruffing an unruly kitten to double-check he was wearing his leg brace and compression sleeve, and Mikey had learned the hard way what everyone meant when they said medics make the absolute worst patients. 

But for the most part Leo was doing really good! He was hitting all his marks and only driving everyone a tiny bit insane—well within the allotted Leo amount! 

So when he had smiled that crooked, conspiring smile at Mikey the minute the coast was clear and said, “There’s no better strengthening exercise then sneaking out with my favorite little brother for a past-due victory smoothie,” what was Mikey supposed to tell him? No??

It did occur to him, a tiny little guilty whisper. Leo was healing. He’d been so badly hurt. Even Splinter, who spoiled Leonardo rotten, hadn’t given into the slider’s constant pleas to rush the recovery process along. They were going by the book. Literally, since Donatello had stepped up as team medic in the interim. Don and Raph and April and even Casey were all very good at not bending an inch no matter how many tragic looks got sent their way. Mikey wasn’t very good at that at all. 

And anyway, joy had drowned out that whisper with a shout. He lit up with it, that newly-discovered supernova inside him curling up like a happy cat in a patch of sunshine. There’s a very big part of him that will always be what it’s always been, no matter how old he gets, or how powerful his mystic arts become—he’ll always be Michelangelo, and Michelangelo will follow Leonardo absolutely anywhere. 

So he said, “I’ll get my hoodie!” and darted out the door with zero ninja stealth, clipping his shoulder on the frame and almost crashing into the table in the hall. Leo laughed behind him, and the unrestrained sound made Mikey feel like he could float. Maybe he actually did for a second or two. 

He’ll never forget those horrible minutes after the portal closed, after Leo’s comms went dead, when he had wondered if he would ever hear his brother’s voice again. When he wondered what, exactly, his last words to Leo had been—they almost certainly weren’t I love you or please don’t leave so they didn’t count. 

To make up for it, he wanted to tell Leo everything every chance he got. He wanted to make him laugh all the time. He wanted to crowd into the little twin-size infirmary bed to watch movies or do art projects that got glitter everywhere. He wanted to sneak out for smoothies even though it would get them in big trouble, because that was literally why he helped save the world in the first place. 

And now he’s standing in a dim sidestreet, an orange streetlight buzzing dully above him, two smoothies melting in his hands. It’s their usual shortcut home, through a bunch of foreclosed apartment buildings and a dead end road. Leonardo is in front of him, shoulders stiff, ninpo humming weakly beneath his skin like a tired little beetle that shouldn’t be up from hibernation just yet. 

Across the road are half a dozen humans in what looks like riot gear labeled TCRI and a man in a black suit. The man somehow looks more dangerous than the people in police armor. 

“Leo,” Mikey says in a small voice. His brother doesn’t answer, but he does shift his weight to put Mikey more firmly behind him, which is answer enough. 

And Mikey thinks, We weren’t supposed to be here. No one knows where we are. 

The man in the suit starts talking into the bulky earpiece he’s wearing, but Mikey can’t make out what he’s saying over the buzzing of the streetlamp and the pounding of his own heart in his ears. All he hears is Leonardo murmur, “Mikey, go.”

“No,” Mikey’s mouth says automatically. It doesn’t even need any input from his brain to say it. Because no. 

“Mike,” Leo says, in his best leader voice. But his tone is urgent in a way that borders on being scared so closely it must mean he’s actually terrified, or he would never have let Mikey hear even a hint of it. “I’d go with you if I could. I’m sorry I can’t.” 

His hands tighten on his crutches. He can’t run. He’s still healing. He should be at home, doing his exercises with those little pink dumbbells in the warmth and safety of the lair, complaining the whole time in between tossing out ideas for dinner. 

Mikey should have said no to sneaking out the way Donnie and Raphie would have instantly said no. He should be better at taking care of Leo the way he needs to be taken care of, the way everyone else does so easily. 

The armored people start to shift to the side, moving around Mikey and Leo in a wide formation, hands on the guns holstered at their waists. Containing them. The man in the suit is still talking, face inscrutable behind the tinted glasses he’s wearing, but his face hasn’t twitched away from their direction even once. 

“Hey,” Leo says, bringing Mikey’s attention back. “Don’t look at them, look at me.”

He’s smiling over his shoulder like it’s any other back-alley brawl with the mutant of the week or a handful of those Foot soldiers who never know when to quit, and not a horrible high-stakes situation in which Mikey stands to lose one of the most important things in the entire world if he makes the wrong move. 

“Just get home and get the guys, okay? Then come right back for me. You can outrun these goons without breaking a sweat. You can do anything.”

Mikey drops the smoothies and the cold wet soaks through one of his sneakers instantly but he needs his hands free so he can clutch the back of Leo’s stupid hoodie. He needs to hold on tight and make sure whoever tries to take his brother away knows exactly what kind of knock-down drag-out fight they’re in for. 

“I don’t care,” Mikey says, too loud in the stillness. “I’m not leaving you.”

He wishes he were a snapper like Raphie. If he was big and strong and had a shell that was as good as bulletproof armor, he’d scoop Leonardo up and shield him from the guns and run them both away. 

If he was a genius like Donnie, he’d have one or a dozen gadgets on his person that would have saved them. 

But he’s just Mikey, who isn’t big and strong, who isn’t a genius, who isn’t one of the people Leonardo is willing to step down and be weak in front of and depend on. Just Mikey, who Leo saved all his best jokes for during painful rehab, like it mattered to him that Mikey didn’t see him struggle. Just Mikey, who Leo always lifts both arms for the second he sees him coming and squishes into the world’s best hug, even if he’s pissed off at everybody else. Just Mikey, who Leo wants to get better for, be the best for, be one of the constant things on this planet Mikey never needs to doubt, like gravity and sunrise and overpriced street food. 

Because there’s a very big part of him that will always be what it’s always been, no matter how mature he gets, or how accomplished a ninja master he becomes—he’ll always be Leonardo, and Leonardo would do anything to make sure Michelangelo keeps smiling. 

Leo is also very stupid, because he doesn’t seem to understand that Mikey will never smile again if his big brother goes away. 

When the TCRI agents explode forward at some signal Mikey missed, and grab the brothers and drag them apart, Leo stumbles and falls when his crutches are wrenched away. He’d probably be making a smart-ass comment if his jaw wasn’t clenched, the sudden fall probably radiating pain all the way up his spine, distress making his gold eyes burn neon yellow. 

Like a flip was switched, all the panic inside of Mikey evaporates into a red-tinged mist. 

The supernova inside him sleeps most of the time, because he’s not big enough to contain its multitudes yet, and it doesn’t want to cause pain. It only wants to shine light in dark places, it only wants to help. But it wakes up with a fury and fills every inch of him to the brim and the overflow spills right out of him, lifts him right off the ground, makes his voice a resounding thunderclap when he yells, “GET AWAY! You’re hurting him!” 

Staggering back and shouting in alarm, the agents begin firing, because humans in a panic are trigger-happy creatures, even well-trained ones like these guys must be. Every round fired disintegrates the second it meets the glow pouring out of Mikey, disappearing before it can do harm. 

“Holy shit,” Leo says, eyes wide. It’s the way Mikey imagines he probably looked at Leo, when everyone else feared Raphael was a lost cause but Leo put his hand on Mikey’s shoulder and told him, I’m not giving up on him. I’m not leaving him behind. A sailor lost in a storm and their first glimpse of the lighthouse in the dark, close enough to save them.

“Hold your fire!” the man in the black suit barks suddenly, his voice viciously angry. “I did not clear any of you to fire!” 

Mikey doesn’t care who the scary Men In Black guy is, or what reason he has for tracking Mikey and his brother down, or why he’s calling the dogs off now. He cares about helping Leo get back on his feet, scooping the crutches up off the ground and getting Leo’s arms in them, and staring right into Agent Sunglasses’s stupid face while the supernova burns and burns and burns inside him. 

Try it, he doesn’t say. Just try it. If the Krang couldn’t take my brother from me, what hope do you think you have?

He feels Leo’s arm slip around his, locking them together at the elbow. Leo’s ninpo, a soft breeze instead of the playful gale it’s supposed to be, weaves through Mikey’s own to lead it. 

‘Like this,’ the wind tells the sunburst, guiding it through the process it wants it to take the same way bigger hands used to guide a smaller Mikey through katas, readjusting his arms and poking him playfully on the beak when he scrunched it in frustration. The golden portal that opens beneath their feet costs him nothing, appearing as effortlessly as Leo’s spinning blue ones always do. 

The agent’s face goes slack with shock the second before the turtles disappear. 

They land on the sofa with enough force that it almost collapses, and Leo makes a pained noise, hands pressed to his plastron like he’s trying to contain a full-body ache with sheer willpower. Mikey scrambles off of him and falls off the sofa for his trouble. His clothes are prickly, like he’s covered in static electricity. A magazine left on the coffee table begins to move, pages flipping as if in a breeze. One of the beanbag chairs lifts up slightly, like gravity has gotten lighter in that specific spot. 

He feels too big for himself. There are multitudes inside him, a million different things that are all true at the same time. He’s still so angry, and he’s still so afraid, and he’s still just Mikey, who couldn’t be what Leo needed him to be until the last possible second. 

Just Mikey, who Leo saves his best smile for. Just Mikey, who Leo hugs like it’s the easiest thing in the world to bring another person that close and trust them right next to his heart. 

“You’re the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen,” Leo says, like it’s another truth Mikey can keep for as long as he wants. Forever, even.

There will be hell to pay when their brothers get home. There’s a brand-new danger their family needs to be made aware of. Leo tried to leave him behind again and it reopened a wound that was still raw and healing.

But for now that wild star in his heart doesn’t need to burn so bright. It can put all the furniture that began to float back down and go back to sleep. And Mikey can press his face into the cracked print of Leo’s favorite Chappell Roan hoodie and say, “Hope you enjoyed your last taste of freedom for the next hundred years.”

Leo laughs, but doesn’t let go of Mikey right away. He clings extra hard for an extra long minute.

He would have left, Mikey realizes, but he didn’t want to go. When he was alone on the Technodrome, staring down a monster and a portal and the truth of how to save everyone, he didn’t want to go. If there was any other choice, he would have taken it. He would have come home. 

Mikey isn’t Leo, who will do what he has to do no matter what it costs himself. Mikey isn't Raph or Donnie. Mikey is and always has been the spoiled baby of the family, who will do exactly what he wants to do and damn the consequences. He’ll tear a thousand holes open in the universe if that’s what it takes to keep his family together, and if the Hamato ancestors don’t like it then they can come and take their ninpo back. 

They can try, anyway. 

[squishycat330]

Here’s my 2012 & 2018 mix Leo design! I finally got to posting Leo! Yay~

soo~ with Leo I didn't really have a lot of problems other then his feet, those things were a nightmare to draw! I also had to cut the background out of the image I used for him so that was fun. . .(not) and I did notice Spence it was done that things where smushed together so I cut and moved em around, also the drawing down in the corner of Leo watching ‘Space Hero’s’ looks awful but better then how it started, I wish I re-did it. . . .

I’ll give another run down, In the 2018 series the boys are all different types of turtles, Leo is a Red-eard Slider, Raph is a Alligator-Snapping turtle, Donnie is a Soft shell turtle (shudders) and Mikey is a simple box turtle, in the 2012 series Donnie says that he suspects their Common-Box turtles and/or Dimond-Back Terrapins.

So their all different turtles Mixes, and I wanted to make Leo and Raph Twins So, I mixed Leo’s Red-eared Slider with Raph’s Snaping turtle Along with the Dimond back terrapin/Box-Turtle.

Leo’s Snapping turtle comes out in his tail, shoulders, teeth, and shell, all with spikes or general sharpness,

Much like how Raph had smaller markings in comparison to Leo, Leo has smaller spikes tail and teeth compared to his brother, he is more prominently a Red-Eared Slider. unlike Raph however I didn’t place all of his specks in sections, however I did meticulously place all of the lighter specks on his face to match when he’s not wearing his mask using a photo of him without his mask as reference, and I do think him having less specks work for him

I will note I had another ‘problem’ wall drawing Leo. . . . he has a baby face. . . . Seriously I drew him up at the top and was like, ‘He looks like a baby!’ Or ‘Baby face Leo~’ and then when I drew him at the bottom (the one in the pic above) I thought ’he looks like a girl. . .’ And ‘he’s curvy’ because of how his shell was drawn, thought he’s Adorable I love em~ also his katana where something, in another drawing I made his katana wrap Blue which I liked but it ruined all of their weapons matching so I had it say he had to re-do it and Mikey wanted him to make it blue, I also added the pattern in his. . .Shorts? Which I like

Leo isn’t completely fond of the miss-matching swords but it’s not a big deal to him. again I think he’s adorable in this~ he’s just so cute! oddly enough Mikey is next instead of Donnie (sorry I still haven’t started him yet)

also I forgot to mention this when I first wrote it so: the pattern on his shell is supposed to be the Dimond-back but with the orange/warm color of the Box-Turtle

Drawn, Thu, May 1st

Raphael: Mikey: Donnie:

Miscellaneous:. karai, Casey, April, shinigami, Renet

[wonderingpanda]

So after a week the results came in and it seems you guys want to have four separate y/n’s; I hope it doesn’t get too confusing for any of you while reading this. Just remember L/L is Leo’s lover/love interest, R/L is Raph’s lover/love interest, D/L is Donnie’s lover/love interest and M/L is Mikey’s lover/love interest. Apologies in advance, I didn’t want to waste a bunch of space explaining the kids in detail so they they have their own little individual descriptions which kind of cut into the story at the beginning.

All four of the readers will be given she/her pronouns. At their regular ages M/L is 14, the turtles and D/L are 15, April Casey and L/L are 16 and R/L is 16-17. Since I had also already pictured Raph’s kids as little turtle-lizard mutants, R/L is going to be an anthropomorphic lizard. I hope this is all ok. If you don’t like it then just read it different in your head.

Each piece of the story will also be prone to editing, I can almost certainly guarantee it. Ok, I’m done ranting now, please enjoy the prologue to my own version of…

TMNT Next Generation

2012 Turtles x Fem!Readers

New York City is destroyed. Every building has either been over and smashed or abandoned. The streets are quiet. A set of green legs can be seen running through followed by more pairs of running green legs with mixes of human legs. Some are small while others are much bigger. Bombs are being detonated behind the group of running people, gunshots can be heard in the distance as robots continue to fire in pursuit of them. R/L is holding a crying lizard-turtle baby, trying to calm it down.

R/L: Raphael I fear if we do not find a safe zone soon the children will pass out from running.

RAPH: She’s right Leo, you got a plan or what?

LEO: I’m trying to think! Donnie is there anything you have that could help us right now?

DONNIE: I don’t know Leo I-I can’t really think of anything right now!

The baby continues to cry, Mikey runs up next to R/L and talks to him.

MIKEY: Aww hey there little guy, don’t cry. We’re gonna totally find a place to hide in a minute and then we’ll get you all changed and fed okay?

The baby quiets down and let’s out a small noise, staring at Mikey.

MIKEY: See everything’s gonna be fine you’ll see.

A large piece of scrap metal gets blown forwards narrowly missing the group.

M/L: Antonio watch out!

M/L protectively grabs Antonio, an orange masked 11-year-old mutant turtle with some human aspects, as they both run.

M/L: Just stay close to me okay. I’m not losing you.

ANTONIO: Already on it mum.

D/L: Hey Mary, Mary?

Mary, 10 with a pink mask and also part turtle, is panting heavily and slowly falling behind. D/L yanks her onto her shoulders.

D/L: Get on here now, we can’t risk leaving you.

MARY: Thanks *wheeze* mum.

CASEY: You all good buddy?

Casey looks down to his son, a yellow-wearing 12-year-old, speeding on roller skates.

ALEX: Don’t worry dad I’m totally fine woah!

Alex begins to trip on his skates and struggles to remain balance.

SORA: Alex here!

Sora, a blue masked 11 year old who is also of mixed species with more prominent turtle traits, grabs his hand and keeps him balanced while they run.

ALEX: Thanks for the save Sora.

SORA: No worries.

APRIL: Are we nearly at a safe zone?

L/L: I hope so. Yoshi, are you still feeling right?

Yoshi, a green masked 12-year old who, unlike his sister, appears more human-like, catches his breath and looks up.

YOSHI: Better than I was before.

Amongst the group are 3 more turtle lizard children. 10-year-old twins, Harriet (with a light turquoise mask) and Ethan (in a dark turquoise mask), who appear more lizardy and their sister Athena who’s a year older, wearing red mask and looks more like a turtle.

HARRIET: I don’t *huff* think I can *puff* keep this up *huff* much *puff* longer *huff*.

ATHENA: Hey don’t say that, we got this just keep going. After everything we’ve been through there’s no way you can let this get to you.

ETHAN: But we’ve been running for hours now I know dad said there’d be a safe zone eventually but I’m not sure anymore.

Bridget, another 11-year-old turtle looking human hybrid (wearing a purple mask), runs up towards the front where the main 4 brothers are.

BRIDGET: Dad from what I can see there aren’t any safe zones anywhere around, are you sure we’ll be okay?

DONATELLO: I- yes. We’ll be fine Bridget just stay strong okay?

Bridget looks at the ground in worry. Donnie sends Leo a look.

LEO: There’s no way we can get to a safe zone is there.

Donnie shakes his head in dismay.

RAPH: Well then what are we gonna do? We can’t just give up.

MIKEY: Uh dudes the kids are starting to give in.

Leo thinks deeply for a moment.

LEO: We’ll have to fight.

MIKEY, DONNIE & RAPH: What!?

RAPH: Are you crazy!?

MIKEY: Dude there’s no way we can fight them off again!

DONNIE: You saw what happened last time we tried!

LEO: I know, I know but right now it’s our only hope. We’ll protect the kids for as long as we can.

RAPH: And if we fail?

LEO: Then we accept our fates.

BRIDGET: Wait dad?

DONNIE: Uh now might not be the best time dear we’re kind of busy.

BRIDGET: But it’s important.

The brothers share a look.

DONNIE: Alright what is it?

BRIDGET: You remember that project we were working on right? Do you still have it with you?

DONNIE: Oh no Bridget, we can’t use that thing it’s still in testing. I don’t even know if it works properly. We haven’t even tried sending something through.

BRIDGET: But in theory, if it works then it could save us right?

DONNIE: I suppose you’re correct.

LEO: What are you talking about Donnie.

DONNIE: Well, you see, back at the old safe zone Bridget and I were messing around with some gadgets thinking off possible designs for different machines to keep us busy when Bridget had an idea. She suggested trying to build a time machine.

RAPH: A time machine? Now you really have gone mad.

DONNIE: No I haven’t! Bridget helped me figure out the design and together we came up with a device that could possibly work but we got attacked before we could test it.

MIKEY: Wait didn’t we already meet a time travel lady like years ago?

RAPH: Oh yeah, Renet wasn’t it? Wonder what happened to her.

DONNIE: Well Mikey that’s exactly it we haven’t seen her in years so building a machine is logically the most reliable option here.

LEO: So what are you trying to say Donnie, what was Bridget thinking before?

DONNIE: She was implying that if we used the time machine to go back in time we could possibly alter the events that lead to this and save the future!

LEO: But you said it wasn’t tested yet?

DONNIE: It isn’t which is why using it comes at such a risk.

Another bomb sounds.

RAPH: So we either fight, run till we drop or risk our lives on one of Donnie’s genius inventions. Great!

LEO: Alright. Donnie, Bridget, if you think you can get that thing up and running then we’ll protect you guys while doing so. There isn’t much left so it’s now or never.

BRIDGET: Alright.

DONNIE: If you say so; are you sure about this Bridget?

BRIDGET: Like Uncle Leo said, it’s now or never.

LEO: Guys get up here!

APRIL: What is it Leo?

LEO: We might have a plan to escape these guys.

CASEY: You finally found a safe zone?

MIKEY: Nope, but if Donnie and Bridget can get their time travel thingy to work then we’ll all be saved!

D/L: Wait, time travel?

LEO: It’s a long shot but if we can protect them while they get the machine up and running then we might just be able to save ourselves and the rest of the world.

R/L: Are you sure this is the best course of action?

LEO: Positive.

APRIL: But what about the kids?

LEO: We’ll keep them safe too.

SORA: What? But dad, I can fight those guys too!

LEO: No way, not after last time.

Sora looks down.

LEO: *sighs* I need you to take your brother, Alex, your cousins and defend them with your life am I clear?

SORA: Yes dad.

HARRIET: I guess this is it.

ETHAN: I think I’m about to puke.

ATHENA: Don’t, just don’t.

MARY: Do you really think this could work?

BRIDGET: I hope so.

R/L: Here Yoshi, please keep baby safe.

YOSHI: You can count on me.

ALEX: Guys, they’re getting closer!

ANTONIO: I don’t want to die!

M/L: Antonio I need you to calm down. You’re not going to die, ok? Not on my watch.

L/L: Alright, I’m ready when you guys are.

LEO: Okay we got into combat in three…

The brothers ready their weapons.

LEO: Two…

The other adults prepare to fight.

LEO: One…

The kids look on nervously.

LEO: *Takes a deep breath* Go!

Mary hops of D/L’s shoulders and runs with the other kids. Bridget and Donnie get as far behind the others as possible, Donnie pulls out an odd looking watch and they begin to tinker with it.

The kids get into a group, Sora having her sword drawn and Yoshi holding the baby while Alex is holding a baseball bat. Athena is in a fighting stance with Harriet and Ethan behind her. Antonio and Mary are both clinging on to each other.

The adults have their weapons drawn in a wall to protect everyone behind them. They all let out battle cries and run in.

Leo deflects lasers with his katanas, D/L is bashing up whatever’s attacking them with her kanabō. April begins to show her fan at the enemy and Casey is whacking them away with his hockey stick. Raph and Mikey are both fighting side-by-side while M/L is using martial arts. L/L is attacking with Kakute, Shurikens and Kunais. Sora, Athena and Alex are fighting off the few enemies that made it to them while Yoshi is trying to keep the baby safe. Bridget and Donnie are still working with the watch, a few sparks fly about but they don’t focus on them. L/L is still fighting by herself until a gunshot hits her arm.

Y/N: Ah!

LEO: L/L!

SORA AND YOSHI: Mum!

L/L stops fighting and Leo runs to her. Mikey and Raph look over but refocus as an attack narrowly misses them.

APRIL: Guys look out!

April quickly jumps in and deflects another shot with her fan. She continues to protect them while Leo holds L/L. Sora is struggling to fight and Yoshi nearly drops the baby.

Athena looks over to where Harriet and Ethan are cowering together.

ATHENA: Guys, stop being cowards and fight!

The twins look at each other before determinedly moving out of position and helping to fight.

D/L: Donnie, Bridget, please tell me you’re nearly finished!

DONNIE: Almost done, we just have a few more things to adjust!

ANTONIO: Hey you, over there!

One of the robots looks over to Antonio who’s pointing at them.

ANTONIO: Have a taste of my fist!

Antonio begins to punch the enemy in the stomach over and over to no avail. He looks up and gulps before the robot punches him in the face and sends him flying.

M/L: Antonio!

ATHENA: No!

MIKEY: Wait M/L!

M/L gets kicked to the ground by another bot. Mikey runs over and picks up Antonio before going over to M/L.

ANTONIO: Dad, is mom okay?

MIKEY: You’ll be fine, we’ll be fine, everything’s fine!

RAPH: Donnie I swear to god!

DONNIE: I’m trying! Do you know how hard it is to manually formulate time travel!

Donnie stops when he hears Bridget sniff. He looks over to see she has tears in her eyes.

BRIDGET: Dad what if we can’t do it, what if the watch fails?

Donnie looks back at the scene behind them then at the watch and finally looks back to Bridget.

DONNIE: We’re gonna get this thing working if it’s the last thing I do!

Bridget looks at Donnie getting back to work and gives a firm nod before doing the same.

APRIL: Leo I know this is hard right now but you have to get back to fighting, I’ll protect L/L but we need you on the battlefield!

L/L: She’s right Leo, it’s only my arm I’ll be fine. The others need you.

LEO: Stay safe.

L/L: Always.

Leo stands up and keeps fighting off the robots.

MARY: I don’t want to do this anymore, I’m scared!

ATHENA: And you haven’t been scared this whole time?

MARY: Huh?

ATHENA: This has been going on for years. We’ve been running and fighting and hiding and running all over again, this isn’t anything new.

MARY: But Antonio, Aunty M/L and Aunty L/L-

ATHENA: Are fine. They were knocked down but they’re still breathing and that’s all that matters right now.

Mary looks on at Athena fighting bravely.

ATHENA: I’m just as scared as you are but if any of us give in at this point then there’s a chance we could all die!

MARY: I-I guess you’re right.

ATHENA: Now come on, pick yourself up and kick butt!

MARY: Yeah!

HARRIET: You still feeling the fight?

Harriet puts her hand up, Ethan grabs it.

ETHAN: You know it.

The two shake before letting out battle cries and continuing to fight.

SORA: Are you alright there brother?

YOSHI: I’m fine and so is the baby.

SORA: Good.

Sora gets back-to-back with Athena as they fight.

SORA: That was a pretty good speech you gave back there.

ATHENA: Don’t mention it.

Sora smiles as Athena fights seriously.

With the adults, Casey knocks away another enemy and faces L/L.

CASEY: Is everyone okay?

L/L: I hope so, it looks like Mikey and April are on the defence right now and Raph, R/L and Leo are with us on the offence.

CASEY: Alright, sounds good to me.

Casey turns around and is nearly shot until R/L steps in.

CASEY: Thanks for the save R/L.

R/L: There is no need to thank me we’re a team.

D/L: Alright three more guys incoming, you ready?

CASEY: As I’ll ever be.

R/L: I’m armed and prepared to fire.

CASEY: Goongala!

D/L: I can’t believe you still say that.

M/L is gaining consciousness with Antonio next to her.

M/L: Mikey?

MIKEY: Don’t move M/L. I can’t stop fighting right now but I need you to stay still, you were both hit pretty hard.

M/L: Both? *gasp* Antonio!

ANTONIO: Relax mum I’m right here.

M/L gives Antonio a big hug but the two quickly move away.

ANTONIO: Ouch!

M/L: Ow! Sorry I should of been more careful.

ANTONIO: It’s all good.

APRIL: Are you feeling okay L/L?

L/L stands up holding her shot arm.

L/L: I’ll be fine for now.

APRIL: Can you still fight?

L/L: I think so.

APRIL: Great cause I could use your help against these guys.

L/L: Right, I’m on it!

SORA: Hey, everyone’s up and fighting again!

HARRIET: Hah, I knew we would make it!

MARY: Yes!

Leo looks behind at the children cheering and smiles. Suddenly there’s a loud bang. The ground shakes violently and everyone’s vision is temporarily blinded.

Sora, now lying on the ground, waves a hand in front of her face while coughing, she stares at the sight… a bomb had gone off.

SORA: No…

Parts of the nearby buildings had been blown off and everyone was on the ground struggling as another wave of attackers began moving forward. Leo pushes himself off the ground wheezing and coughing before turning to look at Donnie and Bridget. His eyes widen as Donnie connects two wires and a portal opens.

LEO: They did it, they actually did it!

RAPH: Well it’ll all be for nothing if we don’t get moving like now!

Mikey pushes himself off the ground and helps up M/L and Antonio.

M/L: Ow!

MIKEY: Sorry M/L but we got to go!

APRIL: Casey!

CASEY: I’m alive, barely.

APRIL: Let’s get moving; we’re out of time.

April pulls Casey up.

Athena lifts herself up and turns to Ethan and Harriet.

ATHENA: Hey, get up!

Athena pulls up Harriet

HARRIET: Ah! It hurts.

ATHENA: I know, but trust me it’ll hurt a lot more when those things catch up to us.

Ethan pushes himself up.

ETHAN: Let’s get moving. You alright Mary?

Ethan helps Mary up.

MARY: I’ll be fine.

Yoshi opens his eyes and looks down in shock to find the baby safely wrapped in his arms. He gets up and hands the baby to Athena before looking over at Sora.

YOSHI: Are you going to keep lying there or are we still fearless heroes?

Sora looks up at him and sees the baby is okay. She lets out a weak smile and pushes herself up.

SORA: Fearless heroes. Forever and always.

R/L helps pull up D/L.

R/L: Are you alright D/L?

D/L: Been better but considering right now, I’ll be ok.

Leo pulls up L/L.

LEO: You ready to go home?

L/L: Yeah.

The kids rush over to their parents, being smaller and hit less by the blast they have more strength. Antonio joins them.

SORA: Dad are you okay? You’re walking really slow.

LEO: I’ll be fine let’s just get to that portal before-

Another gunshot fires this time hitting Casey in the back.

APRIL: Casey!

ALEX: Dad!

More gunshots go off but April repels them with her psychic powers. She uses a wave of energy to hold back the robots as she sits by Casey with tears in her eyes.

APRIL: You guys need to go I can’t hold them back for long!

MIKEY: No way we’re leaving you!

RAPH: We’re not going without you or Casey.

Donnie and Bridget run up to the group.

DONNIE: What happened?

APRIL: Casey’s hit!

ALEX: Dad?

DONNIE: Oh no.

APRIL: Guys I can’t-

Aprils powers fail and the robots begin storming forward.

MIKEY: What are we gonna do dudes. Ack! I can barely move my arm.

RAPH: I can’t go any faster than a snail.

R/L: I’m also lacking in physical strength.

D/L: Same here.

LEO: What about you L/L?

L/L sadly shows her wound’s been opened further.

L/L: Sorry Leo.

LEO: Looks behind him at the kids.

MARY: Mum you’ll be okay right?

ALEX: Dad, please get up!

HARRIET: Are you okay mum?

ETHAN: You guys aren’t hurt right?

ATHENA: Dad?

BRIDGET: Will everyone be able to make it through?

Leo smiles sadly and looks down at his katanas in front of him.

LEO: Change of plans.

Everyone looks up at Leo.

LEO: The adults will stay here and fight best we can. Kids, you guys are going to go and run as fast as you can through that portal.

KIDS: What!?

SORA: Dad you can’t be serious!

YOSHI: There’s no way you’re leaving us!

SORA: Mum tell him you can’t!

L/L looks away sadly and closes her eyes.

ATHENA: Dad there’s no way I’m letting you fight here alone! You can’t just stay!

All the adults stay silent.

ATHENA: Dad!

BRIDGET: At least you can come right dad? You weren’t hit by the blast you’re perfectly fine.

DONNIE: Bridget I love you so much.

MARY: Dad? What are you saying!?

DONNIE: You too Mary. But I swore to always have my brothers backs and to fight till the very end. If me staying here means you guys get out safe then I’ll do it.

MARY: Nu uh no way. Mum you’ll come with us won’t you?

D/L: I’m in just as bad a condition as everyone else sweetie. You’re going to have to go alone.

MARY: No!

More gunshots follow and the sound of bombs can be heard getting louder. Leo crouches down to Sora.

LEO: Now listen here I’m trusting you to lead this mission.

SORA: B-but dad!

LEO: No buts. You’re going to go through that portal and lead your family on this mission. I know it’s scary but I also know that if anyone can do it it’s you.

Sora holds Leo’s hands and begins to cry.

Bridget looks around at everyone crying to their parents and faces Donnie.

DONNIE: Bridget I need you to take possession of the watch.

Bridget silently nods and takes the watch.

DONNIE: Do you remember all the features it has?

BRIDGET: Mhm. Left dial for latitude, right dial for longitude, bottom dial for month, top dial for day and the centre is for the year.

DONNIE: See, you know exactly what you’re doing. I even installed a small device that’ll lead you straight to the lair.

BRIDGET: The lair… as in-

DONNIE: That’s right, home. Now here, let me adjust the settings.

Donnie fiddles with the dials before handing the watch back to Bridget. She looks up at him for a second before giving him a big hug.

ANTONIO: Mum, dad, I don’t want to leave you guys!

M/L: There isn’t really much of a choice here buddy.

MIKEY: We’re not fast enough to catch up with you.

ANTONIO: But, but-

MIKEY: Hey I need you to promise me something. Do you think that you can keep everyone smiling and laughing while you’re away, for me?

ANTONIO: I promise.

ATHENA: I don’t want to leave you guys, you can’t just expect us to go without you!

RAPH: Sorry but you have to, we’ll only slow you down.

ATHENA: No you won’t!

RAPH: Hey who do you think knows better, the 38-year-old ninja or the mini warrior-in-training?

Athena puffs out her cheeks and glares at him.

RAPH: That’s what I thought. Now you’re going to go with you’re brothers, your sister, Alex, your cousins and you’re going to protect them no matter what. I’m relying on you to make sure everyone comes back in one piece okay?

ATHENA: Okay.

RAPH: That’s my little warrior.

ETHAN: Are you guys really going to stay?

R/L: It is for your own protection.

Harriet cries and hugs her mum tight.

ALEX: Dad, come on you’re not really down are you.

CASEY: *Groans as he attempts to lift himself up* Sorry little dude.

APRIL: Come here honey.

Alex skates into April’s arms and hugs her tightly.

APRIL: I know you can do this. You mean so much to all of us so we need you to be brave enough to leave us and help them.

ALEX: Can’t you just use your psychic powers to stop this and save us all?

APRIL: I wish it was that simple.

A laser narrowly misses April’s head as she parts with Alex.

APRIL: Enough chit-chat, they’re here.

Everyone takes a fighting stance as more guns begin to fire. The adults start fighting with Casey still on the ground.

D/L: Go, go, go!

M/L: We love you all!

R/L: Come back safe!

L/L quickly pulls Yoshi back.

L/L: Take this and give it to our past selves.

YOSHI: What?

L/L quickly pulls him into a tight hug.

L/L: Remember you are more than what others make you, I love you so much. Now go!

MARY: No I don’t want to go!

Bridget begins pulling Mary back. Mary turns to her with tears.

MARY: We can’t just leave them.

BRIDGET: *Deep breath* We have to.

HARRIET: Guys come on we have to hurry!

Yoshi pulls Mary along and Bridget continues to run. The kids all run and jump through the portal one by one. Yoshi pulls Mary through leaving Bridget and Sora.

BRIDGET: If you don’t go I will; just make sure to grab the watch before going through, we need it to get back.

Bridget jumps through. Sora looks on at the parents fighting and focuses on Leo. Tears begin to fall from her eyes. Another loud bang goes off; bright light fills the space and Sora quickly grabs the watch before being forced into the portal, unable to see the remains of the explosion.

Hope you enjoyed! Please keep sending requests so I have more stuff to post as this story will likely take a while for me to finish. With that, have an amazing day/night wherever you may be!✨

[itzzaira]

Some Sunny Day... || Future Raphael drabble

TW: Main character death, injury + grief

(Explanation below the cut- this is a short start for a possible story I've never posted)

New York - 2026

It had all happened so... fast.

The mission was supposed to be easy- go on a supply run, and search specifically for any kind of medicine they could find. It wasn't often the four brothers were together in missions anymore unless it was fighting Krang, which is why the four had jumped at the opportunity to at least do something this easy together. They were all they had left, with Dad having died two years back. Sure, they had Draxum and April, and Cassandra and her baby- but that wasn't the same. 

The fun didn't last long. Krang always found them, no matter what corner they turned or how they prepared. No matter Donnie's technical abilities and their broken ninpo from having lost Dad. 

No. They were found again, and it wasn't just Krang.

Leo had gagged when he saw the Kraangified state Hypno and Warren had been in, more pink than their actual colors and moving around like uncontrollable beasts.

Oh, how to turn tables. 

The fight hadn't been pretty. They all got hurt- Raph specifically, from shielding them so much. Oh, Raph, why would you shield them, shield yourself, not the one who had caused all of this-

Until the snapper and the slider ended up trapped underneath a building. The older one bleeding and hurt- badly.

"Raph, stay awake." Leo had begged, attempting to make Raph move so he could stop the bleeding- but the older was dead weight, barely able to open his eyes, let alone get off Leo so he could move.

Until, suddenly... he had grown very still.

"...Raph?"

"......."

"Raphael?"

"..........."

It was at that moment the glowing, orange chains appeared. Lifting the building off of them, inch by inch, while he could hear his twin scream about how they needed to get out, 'Mikey can't hold the building up forever'- since when could Mikey hold up buildings?? What were the glowy chains?? This wasn't his ninpo!

It couldn't be his ninpo.

Their ninpo was incomplete.

Leo didn't move an inch. Unable to, both because he couldn't look away from his older brother, his brother who isn't moving wasn't breathing- but also because Raph was way too heavy for him to move.

They got out, at some point. Leo didn't know how. He didn't care. He was quiet. Distantly, he wondered what was wrong with Mikey's arms. They seemed to be... glowing? Bleeding? In shock, the youngest looked at his shaky hands.

Donnie, meanwhile, was concentrated. He had bandaged up Raph's bleeding wounds as best as he could, trying to stop the blood from flowing out. They didn't have the resources to treat blood loss properly- Donnie would need to give up his portion of food for the day again. That's okay. He didn't mind. He could deal with some hunger, right now he needed to fix his big brother. Just fix him, and everything would be okay again.

It's not okay. He was too late.

Some sunny day...

He put a hand on his wrist. Donnie paled.

No... "Raph- Raphael, Raphie, don't- don't do this to me." He whimpered, shaking his shoulder to try and rouse him.

We'll meet again.

"No... no no no no no-" Leo gasped, finally snapping out of it and eyes wide with terror, cupping the snapper's face, which was still warm.  "Raph, Raph no, Raph- RAPH!"

Don't know where...

"Raphie..." Mikey whimpered, leaning forward and reaching out, ignoring the way his arms and eyes were still glowing, ignoring the way everything hurt and burned, and pressed a hand against his plastron.

Don't know when.

Mikey screamed.

A heartbroken, wheeping howl of grief.

But I know we'll meet again...

Everything around them started levitating as he cried his heart out, collapsing on Raph's plastron. Donnie was in shock, tears streaming down his cheeks, repeatedly shaking his head and mumbling about how he could fix this as he grabbed Raph's hand, nuzzling his head into it. Leo was ugly crying, pressing kisses on the snapper's head, begging over and over again for his big brother to open his eyes.

He would do no such thing.

Hamato Raphael would never open his eyes again.

Some sunny day.

A long time ago, I asked you guys to pick a title and I would write that- which ended up being the 2012 Mikey-centric story 'Be like your brothers (and never like yourself)'

However, this was one of the other possible titles- which I was kind of proud of but never got to writing. So I added a little backstory- it would have been way more detailed otherwise, and voila!

Maybe I'll do end up completely writing it, once I'm done with Toddler Mutant Ninja Turtles and the other one-shots? This story was supposed to have a happy ending, after all... would be a shame if I didn't add the comfort I intended to✨️