#turtle rush part 7

[yoyomomiko]

“More!”

Pairings: Giyuu x F!Vampire!Reader

Summary: Giyuu knows you're not a demon, no, you're something else. That's why he decided to keep you, hide you from everyone else. But what would happen when his little friend gets hungry? What happens when she decides to just feast onto the first human she sees?

Warnings: Biting; marking, suggestive (not heavy, only slight-nsfw), CONSENSUAL (Tomioka is hesitant at first, but then he accepts it), BLOOD!!

(A/N): I finally managed to write the first fanfic of the Halloween List and uh it could've been better... This is so cringe and I had second hand embarassment while writing this, it's also just straight up rushed and it's sooo bad (⁠ᗒ⁠ᗩ⁠ᗕ⁠) -> halloween m.list

Finding you hiding in the woods under the shadows was something Giyuu wasn't expecting. He wanted to behead you at first, but you weren't a demon... He truly thought you were one, but you seemed different. He didn't believe in vampires, for him, those were just children's tales. But once he confirmed you were one, he couldn't help but bring you home. The rules are that you must behead demons, but they never mentioned anything about vampires, did they?

You were beautiful, extremely ethereal in Giyuu's point of view, not that he'd care about looks. You didn't attack him, you seemed scared a little, and somehow friendly.

And that's what brought you here, in his mansion.

Tomioka left on a mission, leaving you all alone in his home. He didn't think much of the consequences, because you promised that you'll stay put and be good. The only problem was that he's been gone for 7 days already.

You felt like you were starving. Giyuu usually took you outside at night and you would hunt down for anything but humans, according to Tomioka and his orders.

He told you to stay inside, hide, and not leave no matter what. You clawed on the wooden floor as you sat in a corner, your long nails leaving scratch marks. You couldn't keep going like this, desire filled you, hunger, need, you name it.

The most you've gone without feasting onto something was about two days, but this was something else. A whole week was too much, and you couldn't just simply keep control.

You tried calming yourself down, counting, but the more you did so, the more you could feel your mind blur, dizzy, nauseous, it felt all so horrible.

Your lips formed a frown, before parting slightly, revealing your sharp teeth. You felt a painful ache in your head, only feeding onto the hunger.

You swore, promised yourself, that the first living being you'd see, you would feast upon it.

Just then, you heard the door slide open. You couldn't lower your hunger, as you quickly forced yourself to your feet. You ran to the door, only to be met with Giyuu, who just placed his sword in its place.

"What...?" He asked in a hush tone, raising a brow as he noticed how feral you looked.

You knew better than to attack him, but you just couldn't help it.

You slowly took a few steps towards him, your teeth exposed, eyes wide and filled with desire. Giyuu noticed that, almost instantly. He didn't want to hurt you, but if he truly needed to, he would.

All of the sudden, you rushed towards him, and all he could do was move aside as quickly as he could. After that, he immediately grabbed your wrists, so fast that you couldn't even prevent it. His grip was tight, and no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't escape.

You bared your fangs with a snarl, and that helped him understand. You were hungry, maybe too hungry. So hungry that he knew he didn't have time to let you hunt outside.

He noticed the look in your eyes. If you had a heart, it would pound out of your chest while you'd be blushing like crazy.

You forced your face closer to him, almost like a snapping turtle, your arms twitching as they tried to break free from Giyuu's hold.

"Stop this." He demanded. his voice still quiet. His brows were furrowed together, staring at you.

You felt your knees buckle. Was it his voice that was making you feel like this? Was it just being bossed around or being thrown orders at, making you feel this way?

"Please-" You managed to stutter out, your eyes widening. You had to taste him and his blood, you wanted his blood, you wanted him, you needed him.

"I need-" You tried to stop resisting, struggling to hint at what you desired.

He understood quickly, but he shook his head. No way could he ever let you taste his blood, not only would that possibly weaken him (not that he didn't already waste a ton of energy while on his mission), but the mark from your teeth would be pretty visible and not easy to hide.

"Please!" You begged, eyes wide and pleading. You let out a huff, now struggling against his grip again. You didn't want to hurt him, to cause him pain, but you couldn't hold yourself back.

Giyuu glanced to the side, his lips parting slightly as his eyes softened a bit. He was thinking about it now, considering if this was the best thing he could do aside from tying you up.

He sighed, gazing back to your pleading face. He couldn't resist it, with your pouty lips, wide, glossy eyes and just straight up feral look.

His grip loosened a little, but not enough to let you attack him. He tilted his head to the side, allowing space for you to taste him.

Your eyes widened before quickly softening. You slowly got your face closer to him, before licking up his neck, finding the spot that you wanted to bite into.

He flinched at your actions, the hairs on the back of his neck standing up. He wasn't used to somebody licking up his neck like this.

You couldn't help but softly place a kiss on his neck, wich caused him to blush furiously.

Your teeth slowly grazed his skin, causing a shiver to go up his spine. You let your teeth sink in, breaking the flesh as you started drawing blood.

Giyuu bit onto his lips, closing his eyes shut as he placed a hand on the small of your back, the other on your head, completely letting you go now, all free.

You took a nice amount of blood, slowly pulling away and wiping your lips, taking a look at his red face, all while he took heavy breaths. The blood was trickling from the bite, and that made it look more appetizing. You couldn't help but pull him harshly against you, licking up the wound while he tried his best to surpress his noises.

The smell of his blood, let alone the taste of it, was better than you could've imagined. You wanted- no, needed more.

You let your fangs sink in once more, while he just took ahold of your hair and pulled on it, causing your neck to snap back and your lips to leave his neck. You let out a whine, your hands on his shoulders as you dug your nails deep, earning a groan from him.

"More!" You demanded, struggling to get another taste of his delicious blood.

In all of your years as a vampire, you've never drank blood that was just so purely tasty. The way it would slowly flow into your mouth was heavenly, and you wanted as much as you could take.

"You've taken enough." He replied, voice barely above a whisper and surprisingly calm. His eyes were narrowed as he kept you in the same position, your back arching as he tugged harshly on your hair once more.

"More, please!" Your nails dug deeper into his shoulder as he let out a hiss, quickly grabbing both of your wrists with his free hand while keeping your head back and away from his neck.

You needed more, you really did. It was too good to just go to waste like that, to not get drank. It was delicious, and you needed more.

Your thighs were unconsciously rubbing together, trying to pull your head back up and into his flesh again, but to no avail.

"I'll do anything, just please!" You begged, looking completely ridiculous.

Giyuu took another look at you, eyeing you up and down. He let out a huff, getting closer to you, his exposed neck in front of you yet again.

You took no time and immediately feasted once more, drinking as much as he'd let you, licking up his wound, admiring the beautiful red and purple marks that you trailed down to his collarbone. You nibbled, licked and bit his skin more times than you could count, and all he did was sit there and take it, only letting out a few sighs or gasps that were barely audible.

No matter how many times he'd pull away, how many times you've bit onto him, how many times you got a taste of his blood, you still asked for more.

★yoyomiko ★miko

[oleander-nin]

Tmnt 2012 (Leo , Raph ,Donnie ,Mikey)

How do the turtles react to the reader's long-held lie (e.g. she was a foot clan soldier.....take your pick) will they forgive her...or will they hold a grudge and break up with her

(if this violates your guidelines...leave it)

Liar Liar(TMNT 2012 x Reader)

A/N, not important: I'm back😎. Sorry for the huge leave and for the clunky writing. I'm trying to find my footing once more after not touching a keyboard for about 7 months. Any criticism is welcome, constructive or not. This is supposed to be a gender neutral reader, so if I screwed up somewhere, please tell me.

-Ollie

CW: Betrayal, lack of trust

Words: 998

Summary: How the 2012 turtles react to the reader being an ex-foot soldier

Leonardo

Leo’s initial reaction is strong. He’s betrayed and unbelieving, especially after knowing you for so long. You’ve seen everything they’ve been through, fought with them when battles got tough, and even helped patch everyone up multiple times. He feels a bit dumb after looking back over the time you’ve spent with them. You always seemed to know the Foot Clan’s moves and how they acted. When training, you were able to show them counters to the Foot’s moves. Sure, you always seemed to have an excuse, but now it was all making sense.

He ignores you for a while. He spends his time working though the news by meditating and training. He wants to forgive you, but feels it’ll be swept over if he rushes in too soon again. He’s hurt by the betrayal and the lack of trust you’ve shown by not telling him.

He’ll eventually come around again, almost out of the blue. He’ll acknowledge it by having you train with him more and having you tell them everything you know about the Foot, but won’t hold it over you. He understands why you didn’t say anything, even if he wishes you did.

However, while he seems to forgive you, he’ll continue looking into your past. He double checks everything you say. He can’t tell when you’re lying or not anymore, not after deceiving him and his family for so long. You’ve lost his trust and will have to work twice as hard to gain it back.

Raphael

He’s furious. So furious his brothers have to initially hold him back from doing something rash. He can’t help but feel deceived. He doesn’t trust anything you’ve ever said, completely convinced you’re still working with the Foot Clan.

He’s incredibly short and rude with you for a long time, shutting himself up in his room anytime you’re over at the lair. He’ll insult you to your face whenever he does end up in the same room as you. He doesn’t want to give you any inkling of hope that he’s okay with your years of lying. If you train with them and end up going against him, he’ll just use it as an excuse to beat you up a bit. He’s a lot more erratic on missions as well, his anger flaring up even faster than before.

His brothers eventually drag him over so you can actually talk to him. While the conversation is more yelling on his part, he eventually starts to simmer down. Still, he’s not the same as he was with you by any means. He refuses to let you back in that easily. That doesn’t mean he won’t let you work for it, though. He’ll let you start to pick back up the pieces of your relationship and start anew, making sure there’s no secrets this time.

It’ll take him a long time for him to let it go and start trusting you again, but in the end, he doesn’t want to lose you.

Donatello

Pretty similar to Raph in the beginning. He lashes out, openly questions and mocks your entire relationship in the heat of the moment. He’ll accuse you of still working with them, of being a spy and a traitor. Then, he’ll lock himself in his lab and try to focus on anything that isn’t you.

He doesn’t want to face the new reality of you not being what you said you were. He can’t help but replay your entire relationship in his head, dissecting every memory to try and figure out where you were genuine—or if you ever were.

He deliberately ignores you for a long time unless it’s something that was critical to talk to you about. When he does talk to you, it’s a lot more petty. Everything out of his mouth is sarcastic or borderline an insult.

His feeling of betrayal festers with him for a long while, up until he’s finally able to actually talk to you(i.e., interrogate you). He’ll finally let you speak and give him the reassurances he’s been needing this entire time. He’ll especially be ecstatic when he realizes how much information about the Foot Clan they can really get from you now.

Like with the rest of them, he’s not able to just let your lies wash away immediately. He’ll be a lot more suspicious of the things you do and what you’re planning. He doesn’t want anything like this to happen again.

Michelangelo

Mikey’s a bit more care-free with it. He doesn’t believe you at first and treats it like a joke. Not because he’s stupid, or because he’s not listening, but because he doesn’t want to believe it. You’re his best friend, the first person he’s ever felt this safe around. You coming out with this secret just breaks his perfect image of you.

He immediately tells everyone. He wants to make sure everyone else is aware, regardless of whether you claim you’ve already told them or not. That, and he can’t keep anything to himself to save his life.

Unlike the others, he still trusts you. Sure, not as much as before, he’s your ride or die until the end. He’ll fight his brothers on letting you stay and be your advocate while you work on fixing the trust with the rest of his family. He doesn’t care how long you hid it, or whether you quit the clan yesterday or 5 years ago. You’re still his best friend and partner.

He’ll end up being a bit clingier with you as a result though. While he still trusts you, there are still problems that arise within the relationship as a result. You’ve lied to him. Mikey doesn’t like it when people lie to him. He’ll be a lot more aware of what you’re doing, and try to keep track of the things you say and any excuses you give. He doesn’t want to catch you in another lie, of course. He just wants to be safe.

[taleeater]

Fragile Part 7

Sorry for the wait! It was hard to focus while writing this chapter, so I might be editing it for mistakes here and there. I hope you like it! :] <3

Generation: Bayverse TMNT

Tmnt x Reader Fanfic

Pronouns: Gender Neutral (except ‘dudette’, 'miss', and ‘princess’)

Warnings: injury, broken limbs, violence, drowning, not proof read

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

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You were laying dazed on the cold metal floor. In too much pain to focus on anything else besides breathing. You heard a commotion, voices muffled through the thick glass. At least inside this tube they couldn’t touch you anymore. Your mind strayed to the turtles. You weren’t able to save them. You weren’t able to do anything. You just hope they can somehow get away safely. That April and Casey can somehow save them.

“I won’t ask again…. Where’s (y/n).” Leo growled. He grit his teeth as he lowered his stance, ready to strike.

Baxter Stockman was quickly typing commands into the program on his computer. Karai stepped in front of him and drew her katana.

“Out of your reach, Turtles.” 

“Aaaaand, there!” Stockman hit one last key on this computer and a red light started to flash on the tank, bringing the turtle’s attention to the crumpled form inside the glass. At the same time a multitude of files and programs started closing on the screen one after another, Stockman’s signature digital self-destruct program. Baxter stepped away from his computer and lifted his arms up triumphantly.

The sound of rattling pipes overhead catches your attention. 

“Ha! You’re too late, Turtles. For years, the Foot Clan has sought out the means to fight you mutants on equal footing. And now, we have our secret weapon! An endless supply of pure mutagen!!!” 

You heard a loud beeping sound, then a click, and the squeak of metal.

A gush of icy water pours down on you from above. The sudden cold shocks you and marginally distracts you from the pain. You pull yourself to the edge of the glass away from the heavy stream of water coming down from above, slowly starting to fill the base. You take a shaky deep breath and bang a fist on the glass. No use. Dizzy and numb, you look outside the tank for someone, something, anything that might help you. That’s when you see them.

And with dawning horror, they see you.

“Guys….?” You press your wet hand up against the glass. They’re here! They’re safe!!!

“(Y/n)....? (Y/N)!!!!” Leo shouts and lunges towards the tank. He tries to rush up to the glass but Rocksteady blocks his path. There’s blood on your cheek, and even a good distance away he can tell you’re in bad shape. 

“OUT OF OUR WAY!” Raph roared at Bebop and Rocksteady, crossing his sai in preparation for a fight.

“Uuuh hey guys? Why is (y/n) in a giant fish bowl…?” Mikey asked, nunchucks at the ready.

“They ain’t comin’ out anytime soon, short stack.” Bebop said with an evil grin. 

“You turtles totally fell for our trap!” Rocksteady chuckled.

Donnie immediately noticed the computer hooked up to the tank’s controls. He tried to subtly sneak past Bebop to get to Stockman but Karai stepped forward and blocked his path.

Karai pointed her sword at Donnie. “The Foot will be unstoppable.”

“And I will FINALLY get the recognition I deserve, for single-handedly creating an entire race of superhumans that will rule over the city!!!” 

“You’re crazy!! You don’t even know what kind of side effects that mutation will have on regular humans!” Donnie activated the electricity at the end of his bo staff, ready to fight Karai to get to Stockman. 

“I do have to thank you turtles for activating their mutant gene. Without your help, none of this would be possible!” Stockman’s laugh echoed through the large room. He waltz over to the canister filling up with the distilled mutagen from your blood. “We originally got (y/n) by a…. foreseeable mistake. But to our surprise, they survived where others had failed. And yet- their results were incomplete. Their animal DNA wasn’t materializing no matter what we did to them. So we came back to New York, where the population could supply us with countless more test subjects.” Baxter said cheerfully, popping the lid off the canister. “But now that we have the results we wanted, we have no need of them! We can preserve (y/n)’s body in a special chemical compound that will put them into a permanent hibernation. No need to worry, their body will be harnessed for science!” Stockman’s laugh was deep and evil, and to everyone’s shock-

He dumped the canister of mutagen over his own head.

Karai lept back out of the trajectory of the splash. Baxter’s laugh increased in volume as he began to morph and change. His head and eyes grew large, his body shrank, little papery wings sprouted from his back, and he mutated into a giant mutant fly. 

Bebop and Rocksteady were stunned by the transformation. “Eeeeewwww… he turned into a bug?” Bebop whined.

“Nasty!” Rocksteady shook his head. Neither of them were paying attention to the turtles so Raph and Donnie covered for Leo and Mikey to make a break for the tank you were in. By now it had filled enough that you were starting to float.

“We’re here babe! We’re gonna get you out!” Mikey reassured you. 

You whimpered helplessly. You were having a hard time keeping your head above water, not really able to swim with a broken dislocated arm and broken ankle. 

“Stay back!” Leo sliced at the glass, and Mikey hit it with his nunchucks as hard as he could, but their attacks barely left a scratch!

“Guys! We have incoming!” Donnie yelled as Stockman had started flying around the room, maniacally laughing as he swooped down and kicked the back of Mikey’s shell, almost knocking him over. 

“Dude, gross!” Mikey protested. Stockman looked to be drooling some kind of acid substance from his mouth.

Bebop and Rocksteady had recovered and started to charge towards them. Leo and Mikey had to jump away from your tank to avoid getting trampled. 

“Donnie, that glass is as hard as steel!!” Leo jumped up and kicked Rocksteady across his cheek, then retreated.

“What’re we gonna do? (Y/n)’s tank is already half full!” Raph shouted. He was using his sai to hold back Bebop’s tusks as he tried to charge them. 

You were doing your best to calm your breathing enough that you could float, but every time your head ducked below water you panicked. Your body was exhausted and protested against your desperate movements, but you needed to survive long enough for the boys to break you out.

“Donnie! See if you can turn off the water!!! I’ve got Karai.” Leo ordered

“Mikey! It’s you and me!” Raph called over, clanging his sai together and shouted a war cry running up to strike Rocksteady. 

“What?! What about the bug brained dude??!! Eep!” Mikey ducked as Stockman flew over his head. He looked down and realized he was kneeling at the feet of Bebop, who had taken the black taser out of his pocket.

“You wanna taste too, little man?” 

When Bebop flicked on the taser, Mikey saw the small stains of fresh blood on the pointed tips that buzzed with electricity. He looked back over to you struggling in the tank and how heavily injured you looked.

He saw red.

Mikey had a rare moment of true anger as he jumped to his feet and knocked the taser out of Bebop’s hand with his nunchucks, and in a flurry of rapid hits he beat back the warthog. He finished him off with a powerful roundhouse kick to the head.

“THAT’S WHAT YOU GET FOR MESSING WITH MY BAE!” He shouted triumphantly.

Raph looked back to Mikey with wide eyes, proud of his little bro for letting loose. “Woah. Way to go Mikey!” He ducked a hit from Rocksteady and punched him hard under his chin. Knocking him out cold. 

Leo was crossing swords with Karai. She was a skilled fighter. But he was much stronger than her. While he pushed her back with a heavy strike, she slipped on some of the mutagen that had spilled on the floor, allowing Leo to take advantage of the opening and disarmed her. He flicked her sword out of her hand and knocked her back. She glared daggers at him, quickly recovering. But seeing as Bebop and Rocksteady were knocked out, she opted for a tactical retreat.

“This is just the beginning.” She hissed and ran out of the lab door. 

Stockman was buzzing around your tank, still laughing maniacally. 

“You turtlezzzzz cannot defeat the mighty Dr Stockman!! I am invincible!! I am-“

Donnie turned on the taser at the end of his bo staff and vaulted it at the annoying human insect, striking him and electrocuting him, knocking him out of the air to fall on the floor with a gross splat.

“Good thing I always carry a bug zapper.” He deadpanned.

Donnie went back to trying to hack into Stockmans computer. He managed to get past the firewall with his hacking program, but he discovered that all of the interfaces connected to the tank control had been erased. 

There was no way to stop the tank from filling up completely. Donnie would have to write a whole new interface from scratch to control the tank.

There was no time.

You were running out of air, trying desperately to keep your head above water as the tank was almost full to the top. You took in one last deep breath just as the water consumed the last of the space. You held your good hand over your mouth and nose hard, trying to hold in the air, and floated down towards the bottom of the tank. 

No more air.

“(Y/N)!!!” 

“ANGEL CAKES!!!” Donnie and Mikey yelled out in panic.

Your eyes snapped open, hearing their muffled voices outside the tank. You swam over to the glass and met eyes with Raphael. He had picked a spot and began punching at the glass over and over again with his sai in his fists.

The needled jabs just managed to scratch the surface. 

You looked at him sadly through the glass. He was stressed, sweating and desperate to break through. Mikey had grabbed a chair and had chucked it at the glass from another spot but it just bounced off and broke on the floor.

Leo was standing behind Donnie with his hand on his shoulder, but his eyes didn’t leave your face. 

Time was running out. You were choking on the stale air in your lungs. Head getting dizzy from lack of oxygen. You removed your hand from your mouth and pressed it up to the glass, some bubbles of air escaping your mouth. Your eyebrows knit together to concentrate on not breathing in the fluid in the tank. But you were suffocating and in pain. 

It was hard.

You looked back up at Raph, and forced a smile on your face. You felt sad. You didn’t want them to see you like this. They felt so far away. 

Darkness was consuming your vision. The last remaining bubbles of air escaped from your mouth and your eyes slipped closed. 

“NO!!! NO-! (Y/N), STAY WITH US.” Raph pounded his fist hard against the glass. 

“DAMN IT.” Donnie frustratingly slammed his fist down next to the keyboard, his head falling into his hands. None of the lines of command coding he was typing in were working.

Leo left Donnie’s side and strode up to the tank.

“Move.” Leo ordered as he came up behind Raph. He unsheathed his swords and began slicing at the glass again. It was barely making a scratch. But combined with the small dents Raph had been making, he was slowly chipping away at the surface.

“Leo! If you can manage to cut 1.2 centimeters deep, it should weaken the glass enough to shatter with enough force!” Donnie yelled from where he was still furiously typing into the stationed keyboard. His attempts to unlock the system all in vain. 

Leo and Raph worked together to stab and slice at the weakest point in the glass until finally-

*crack*

A small fracture appeared in the glass. 

“There!!” Donnie called out. Raph and Leo switched to charging at the glass and ramming it full force with their shoulders. Over and over as the cracks grew wider and wider.

Mikey came over, and with a hand on Leo’s shoulder, the leader stepped aside to let his little brother help. Mikey joined Raph and rammed the glass again with such force the crack split all the way across the glass. One more strike-

The glass shattered on impact.

The gush of water that burst through swept Mikey and Raph off their feet. The floor of the lab flooded, and your body washed up on the floor. Lifeless and unmoving.

“(Y/N)!!!!!!” The boys all yelled. 

Leo reached you first, falling into a kneel at your side. He ripped out the two needles from your back and held you in his arms. Donnie rushed over and slid down into the other spot at your side, his goggles pulled into place as he quickly checked you over.

“They’re not breathing. Put them down flat, now.” Leo obeyed and laid you on your back. Donnie first pressed down on your diaphragm to check for water blocking your lungs, then began compressions. 

The room was dead quiet all except for the sounds of Donnie’s whispered counting as he pressed down on your chest. He paused, opened your mouth, pinched your nose, and breathed into your lungs. 

Mikey was nervously walking around you back and forth, and Raph watched you from a distance, a vacant expression as he watched your face for any sign of movement, pleading with himself for you to be okay. 

After what felt like an eternity, you coughed. Leo quickly rolled you lay on your side. You spit up water, gasping for air. You felt like you were coughing up a lung full of ethanol. 

Mikey cheered and Raph took a deep breath, covering his face with his hands. Donnie fell backwards onto his butt and pulled his goggles off his head, so incredibly relieved you were breathing. Leo rubbed your back comfortingly as you got your breathing back under control.

Once you got a suitable amount of oxygen back in your lungs, you whimpered. Your throat was burning and a pain in your stomach and chest made it hard to breathe.

Leo picked you up again, and held you close to his chest. Your eyes fluttered open and you winced at the bright light from the ceiling.

“Welcome back.” Leo said with a smile on his face.

“Leo…?” Your voice was quiet and scratchy. You looked around at Donnie, Mikey, and Raph that all came into view around you and Leo.

“Guys….?” You felt barely conscious. Head foggy and tired like you were still under water.

“We’re right here.” Donnie assured you, reaching down to pick up your good hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

All the fear and emotion of drowning and being captured suddenly crashed down on you all at once. You sniffed and big tears gathered in your eyes.

“I was… so scared… I thought I was going to lose you….!” You hiccuped and sobbed as Leo held your trembling form tightly against his chest.

“Shhhh, it’s okay. I’m here. We got you.” Leo soothed, rubbing his hand down your back. He buried his nose into your damp hair and held you tight.

“You had us worried there for a minute!” Donnie was smiling at you, soft and relieved. Mikey was standing behind him rubbing tears out of his eyes.

“Let’s get you home.” Raph said, kneeling down behind you. 

“Wait. I need to splint their arm and their ankle first. Mikey, can you find me some-“

*crack*

“Will this work?” 

Mikey had already broken off the thin legs of a chair across the room. 

“Yeah that works fine.” He pulled out two rolls of gauze from one of the pockets on his belt, and took the offered sticks from Mikey, who knelt down by your feet. 

“What’re we gonna do about him?” He asked, motioning over to Stockman’s twitching form across the room.

The brothers all sneered at the fly mutant with similar levels of disgust on their faces, finding him rather gross. You smiled.

“Just leave him there, we can worry about him another time.” Leo offered, adjusting you in his grip. You winced terribly when your arm was moved. 

“….Is ...your arm dislocated?” Leo asked you, holding you upright in a sitting position, now thoroughly checking you over. 

Donnie and Mikey were working together to splint your ankle, Mikey holding up your foot while Donnie wrapped the splint to it.

“Let me see that.” Raph placed his hands on your shoulder and you clenched your teeth and whined quietly at the sharp pain.

“Leo, hold them still for a minute.” 

“Just hold onto me tightly, it’ll be over in a second.” Leo hugged you close, wrapping an arm around your good side.

Raph got hold of your tender arm, and with practiced ease, popped your shoulder back into place. You cried out loudly and buried your face in Leo’s shoulder, taking deep breaths. 

Raph tried to rub the soreness out of your poor shoulder. “Good job, princess. Now let Donnie get a look at that break.”

You hesitantly detached yourself from Leo, your shaking red and swollen arm was carefully picked up by Donnie, who set the splint and carefully wrapped the bandages.

“I’ll be able to get a better look at it with the x-ray machine back at home. For now we just have to be really careful not to jostle them too much when carrying them back.”

“I got em.” Raph volunteered. Leo looked to Raph, wordlessly nodding his head for his brother to take you from his arms.

“Careful of their arm….”

“Got it.” 

Without much effort, Raph scooped you up in his big arms. You winced as a sharp stabbing pain radiated through your stomach as you were held close to Raph’s chest.

Something was definitely wrong.

“I’m sorry, princess. It’s just until we get you home.” Raph apologized. Leo led everyone quickly out of the lab. 

Once back out in the hallway you had entered from, you noticed with visible shock the literal sea of bodies that covered the floor. Foot ninja. They fought through all of them, just to get to you.

Everyone exited the lab, careful to stick to the shadows as the sun began to rise. As the turtles made their way for their home, your stomach burned worse and worse with a white hot pain that radiated through your body. The movement of the city passing you by made you become dizzy, and your head felt like it was spinning. You felt nauseous and incredibly tired. 

“Hey Raph….?”

“Yeah princess?”

“I’m sorry I couldn’t save you guys…. You had to save me instead….” You weren’t making any sense. Raph could barely hear you as the wind whipped past his head. You just felt so tired.

“Hey, stay with me, princess. We’re almost there. It’s okay.” Raph didn’t know what the right thing to say was. But your eyes were starting to slide closed.

“Can we…. Can we watch Princess Bride again…. When we get home….?”

Raph smiled at that.

“Yeah. We’ll watch it as many times as you want, short stack.” He didn’t care if his brothers teased him for secretly liking the girly movie. He didn’t care if he had to watch it with you a hundred times. He just wanted you to get better.

“We’re almost there. How you holding up?” 

Silence. 

“(Y/n)…?”

“Mmh?” 

Your eyes were closed.

“Come on, wake up, we’re almost there.”

He was desperate. 

“Mm…hm…” 

You hummed, but your eyelids felt too heavy to lift. You felt yourself sinking into a dark liquid abyss. You could no longer fight the pull.

“(Y/n)….. (y/n)? Hey…! Hey, no no no no no, you gotta stay awake. Come on princess…! (Y/N)!!!”

You felt Raph try to shake you awake, felt his muscles tense as he pushed himself to go faster. 

“We’re almost there, hold on…!”

“Hold on….”

Darkness overtook you.

Part 8

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[whispering-about-the-tmnt]

💥 What is one canon thing that you wish you could change?

Thinking strictly of the 03 series, I might say the shift from season 4 to season 5.

I really wanted to see more of Leo's new and more enlightened attitude, more of Donnie recovering from the whole Good Genes arc, more of Raph growing as a person and becoming a leader in his own right, more of Mike maturing but still being the fun guy who embraces the arts...

Unfortunately, the Ninja Tribunal season just sort of pushed that growth to the side, and we didn't get to have any downtime to digest everything the Turtles had just been through (and, more importantly, neither did they). Though it had its good parts (Karai's character arc for one), the season seemed altogether too rushed and crowded. It would have benefited from some slower-paced bottle episodes, perhaps bringing back characters that we hadn't seen in a long time.

In terms of fanfic, when chasing plot bunnies for 03, I tend to imagine the stories taking place at the end of season 4, and there being a canon divergence from there on out. It simplifies things for me to ignore the entirety of seasons 5-7 (which all did have good points, but which don't strictly fit my image of the series as a whole!).

Thank you for the ask!

[accio-victuuri]

Sugar Rush : November CPNs

What started out as a relatively quiet month after a chaotic October, turned into something else because of a few candies. Especially the whole 11/19 fiasco that surprised us all. LOL. As usual, this is for cpn-loving turtles only. Keep an open mind but still clown responsibly. I can’t believe we only have one month left for this year!

If you wanna recap other years I have archived : 2021 ( one | two ) 2022 ( one | two ) 2023 ( one, july, august, september, october ) 2020 candies and some other sweets before I was doing round up posts may be found on my masterlist.

Let’s review the past month…

• Some side by side / parallel photos of GG ( Tod’s Milan ) and WYB ( Chanel Shenzhen ). They are both photographed with the very beautiful Liu ShiShi. Also the way they are the center of attention. KINGS! 👑

• hoping they play tennis together 🎾 ; there is also a cpn out there about yibo being fully prepared for the game cause he had lacoste shoes and bag then a jacket that he used in wuzhen. people are speculating that XZ bought stuff for him to use cause he is the one who knows more and thought of this brand. this may seem like a stretch but you never know with this fandom when a seemingly insignificant observation becomes a big candy along the way.

• 2021 vs 2023 beach photos similarities + xiamen coincidence and it’s connection to ZZ’s ideal life painting

• LHK ( Liu Haikuan ) giving clues about BJYX? + Part 2 of comments

11/7, GG was announced as Boucheron’s global brand ambassador, then people remembered that one time WYB wore stuff from the brand. So now we have an unintentional couple jewelry incidence😂😂

• the sound of an eagle 🦅

• some similarities in forwarding 119 message, yeah i know celebrities like them are sort of required to bring attention to stuff like this. however, WYB is known to support this cause and even made a VCR specifically for it. if you look at the actual post, theirs is the top 2 in terms of likes and the rest of the celebrities are not the usual ones similar to the boys’ caliber. Another clue that this is WYB’s advocacy of sorts, most, if not all top comments are from his fans. so ZZ joining in on spreading the message seems ( to me and some cpfs ) like influenced by WYB.

Next is they both filmed VCRs for "People in My Heart" - "Classic Characters" series. We just love seeing them support the same projects ^^

• NARS live drawing

• Candies from WYB’s 11/12 douyin post. Mainly the parallel about the same walls and floor.

• XZ fell asleep on WYB during the golden core scene

• Interpreting YBO’s 11/16 weibo caption

• 11/19/23 double update candies

• similar necklace??? ( cough in vain )

• the full story ( so far ) behind 11/19 📝

• Talking about this a bit late considering when the whole CPN started about this GG mural for GG. There are side by side comparisons of the eyes on the mural and Yibo’s. The CPN being they used WYB’s eyes for that mural.

I usually let people have free reign on clowning but this one isn’t for me personally. just because it’s obviously a mural commissioned by GUCCI which a big brand that couldn’t care less about the CP. Maybe it’s a coincidence how similar it is? Because there is a reference photo that should be followed. Also, this is GG’s time to shine. This mural is his & him. I think this is an example for cpfs to learn to separate the boys as individuals, especially for things that are work related and most especially their achievements. While I do believe they influence each other greatly, it’s important to not make every single thing a romantic relation.

• the mystery driver is seen again 👀

• 11/22 Yibo scenery post 🍬

• One night in Beijing Song + 11/23 XZS post

• I don’t really wanna clown with Redmi but the black and white theme from XZS and then the next day it’s Redmi. I was surprised with this cause all the promos were supposed to be related to the scifi themed ad blockbuster!

A coincidence 👀👀👀👀

• small candies form IQIYI scream night 😱

• wyb acknowledging light signs and calls us wangba

• XZ’s 11/27 Airport and Selfie Clues

• there is some talk with BXGs regarding WYB’s redmi appearance, it looks like he was bitten by the mosquito again. lol. I usually just find cpn like this funny cause there is always deniability. also hello to the mosquito who loves to bite the center of his neck.

I’m separating these next entries cause it’s not new. I just found myself revisiting bts content and clowning about it. old candy still tastes good! 💯

WYB signs 520 to GG

WYB’s small steps to GG but robe gets caught

Something is funny and XZ has to tell WYB

Flirting and Fighting? “WYB’s love you”

XZ got hurt and WYB said he is gonna kiss it better?

-END.

[topsyturvy-turtely]

✨The Sherlock Holmes Museum✨

221b Baker Street, London

!!! this is part 2 !!! (link to part 1, part 3)

continuation of Holmes' bedroom

above Holmes' bed hang these pictures (1). the guide didn't tell us anything specific about those.

opposite of the bed hang portraits of people (2&3). you might think they'd be from family members or friends. this is not the case with our lovely Mr. Holmes'. These portraits picture (serial? can't quite recall) murderers. They hang on Holmes' wall, because he wants to fully understand them, know how their minds work.

funfact about the woman in (4) (the guide just said "that woman over there" - there are two pictures of women tho... i assume she meant the woman that hangs higher... because her photo is bigger but i am not sure): she killed part of her family. but nobody believed a woman could do such a cruelsome act, so she was never arrested... and lived with the other part of her family until she died. (victorian sexism is almost funny ngl)

oh and my ABSOLUTE FAVOURITE PART was that SHERLOCK FREAKING HOLMES owns a TURTLE STATUE (5) and it CHILLS THERE IN HIS BEDROOM. (guys it's me. i don't know if you realize but trust me... sherlock holmes has a pet turtle/tortoise and it is me. )

now to Mrs. Hudson's room (6)

(please forgive me for the people in this picture. i felt kinda rushed and way too excited to take a better picture...)

after the living room and Holmes' bedroom (see part 1), the tour ended. imo this room is the most like a museum. it doesn't feel personal like the living room or the bedrooms (yes Dr. Watson's room will be included in the part 3), instead there were show cases and some decorations... i didn't get a picture of it all but here are my favorites. (focusing on the more personal items in this post)

oh! and if you look at (6) between that person in pink and that person in red, you see a little desk. on this desk was "Mrs. Hudson's guest book" (right underneath the window) and you could write your name in it!!! i loved that little detail! 🥰

there was a hat (7) and spinning wheel (8).

then the fireplace in victorian style with a painting above (9),

and before i move on to the more museum-like items in the next post, here is a (bad and blurry, with people in it - i am sorry 😭) wide-angle shot of the room (10) from the opposite side of (6).

this post is part 2 of a series.

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-> part 3

(other parts will be linked once they have been uploaded)

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[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Shadows Entwined: part 9

BatmanVsTmnt!Leonardo x sidekick!reader

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 / Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Bonus (18+)

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A/N: I just passed my exam and finished yet another part of Shadows Entwined!🤩💙 It’s not super long this time. Due to my exam I decided to cut it a little short this time around, but I hope it’s still enjoyable😘💙

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Warnings: None💙

The reader and the turtles are 19.

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That day, all up on till the sun disappeared below the horizon, was relatively uneventful. While the sun stood in the sky, the turtles slept away in their rooms, while you, Damian and Barbara stayed in the Batcave with Alfred, keeping an eye on Bruce, and working away, trying to figure out where Ra’s al Ghul and Shredder was hiding out, and the much more pressing question; what were they working on? Why were the two villains working together?

You, Barbara and Damian had all decided to stay in costume, just in case any of the four terrapins would wake up. But as you pulled on your mask in your room, you couldn’t help but feel a rush in your stomach at the thought of the night before. What Leo had said about your face made you smile like crazy, and the thought of how close you had been to… how close you had been to kiss Leo made you gitty. Of course you couldn’t help but wonder what would have happened if you had kissed, finding yourself daydreaming on your way down to the Batcave with a small skip in your step, thinking of how Leo’s lips would have felt against yours.

But then the sobering reality hit you as soon as you entered the Batcave, the sight of your still unconscious father reminding you of all the other things that happened the night before. The towering gothic halls of Arkham. How terrified you had been while Leo had been under the influence of the Crane Gass, unable to do anything as he seemed terrified that you wouldn’t look him in the eyes, even though you had never said such a thing. And how your father, the dark knight, was turned into a mutant bat before your very eyes. Suddenly your little daydream about the almost kiss with Leo wasn’t the only thing on your mind.

It was around dinner time that the turtles woke up. At that point the dark had already fallen over Gotham, the sun being hidden behind a thick layer of dark clouds, the city rarely having more than a few hours of life during the day.

Sitting down next to Leo as you ate, your heart couldn’t help but flutter at the small smile he shot at you, his blue eyes twinkling a little as they searched for yours. It was clear that he also remembered the night before, both the good and the bad parts, seeming a little unsure if he was still in your good grace. But the smile you sent back at him, made him relax with a silent sigh, finally letting him eat without his heart jumping like mad.

After dinner, all of you went straight back to work, looking through any possible leads on where Ra’s and Shredder could be, while Alfred continued his care of Bruce, in the company of a worrisome Robin and a curious yet slightly scared Mikey. And then, lo and behold, Batgirl struck gold, showing you all her findings on the big screen of the computer.

“The Wayne Enterprises’ container ship that was moving the Cloud Seeder to Bludhaven, was hijacked last night”, Batgirl explained, reading up from her findings. “The thieves then smuggled the Cloud Seeder back into Gotham port”.

Raph grumbled with his arms crossed and his teeth clenched. “While we were dealing with those freaks in Arkham”. He was right. Arkham had been nothing but a distraction.

Donatello, who was seated in the chair right in front of the big computer, looked at the screen in thought, a finger tapping on his chin, before he seemed to have a realization, tapping away on the keys.

“With the machinery the Foot has stolen, I think they’re building something that’ll mix the ooze with Joker’s formula, and launch the Joker-ised ooze into the clouds above the city”, he said, pulling up pictures of the machinery for you all to see.

“And when it rains down, it’ll turn everyone in Gotham into a monster mutant like Batman”, Leo said, dreading in his voice. Having fought against mutant Batman was one thing, but a whole city? And not just any city, but your city. Yet another reason for Leo to hate everything the Foot and Shredder stood for.

“Dudes!”, Mikey yelled in eagerness from Batman’s table, causing all of you to turn, fearing the worst. Even Robin jumped from his chair, seemingly ready to fight whatever threat Mikey had seen. But there was no threat. Just Mikey screaming beside Bruce Wayne. “I’m freaking out here!”, he said, placing both hands on his head, as if he was trying to keep his mind from exploding. “Did everyone else know that Batman is Bruce Wayne?!”

The silence that followed, only broken by the smack of Raph’s face palm, spoke for the situation itself. You might not have been the biggest fan of Raph’s way of doing things, but you could not deny how much you related to that smack against his forehead.

“I mean, you knew the Batcave was under Wayne Manor”, Donnie said with a raised brow bone. He knew that his little brother wasn’t the sharpest knife in the draw, but he had never thought that such a revelation would take so long for Mikey to realize.

“I’m just saying it’s a lot to take in”, Mikey said, stretching his face in thought, before he rested his elbows against Bruce, causing Alfred to see red in the corner of his eyes. “Rich and cool! Like leave something for the rest of us guy!” Alfred let out a loud sigh, before he started moving Mikey away from Bruce, causing the orange clad turtle to yell out in protest at the butler. “I’m going, I’m going, okay!”

You looked at Leo with a questionable look, and all he could do was sigh with a small nod. Yes, Mikey was always like that.

“Do we have any idea where Shredder and Ra’s are building this machine?”, you asked, turning back towards Batgirl and Donnie, feeling Leo’s eyes on you, along with the small tug at the corner of his mouth. Apparently you were asking the right questions. And much to your luck, that question sparked a thought in Batgirl’s head.

“I don’t know exactly how Joker makes his venom, but I do know where the components would be”, Batgirl said, leaning over Donnie in order to press on the computer keys. His small flustered expression made you choke down a chuckle. Oh, how you were going to press Batgirl with your knowledge. Even Leo seemed to notice, enhancing small glances with you. Both of you knew something, that much was obvious. Leo poked at Donnie with a small finger, causing the purple clad turtle to scowl at him. “Ace Chemicals”, Batgirl continued, pulling up a picture of the facility. “It’s where the Joker was created, when he fell into a vat of, you know, chemicals. So if they need venom, they’ll be there”.

“But it’s walled off”, Leo pointed out, noting the high walls and barbed wire. “Easy to defend”.

“So what?”, Raph said, sounding frustrated. “If they’re dugg in and ready for a fight, then we bring them a freaking fight”, he continued, slamming his fists together with a dark smile.

“We aren’t doing anything”, a deep voice sounded behind you. You turned in joy, seeing Alfred helping your father up to stand, Robin running to his side in order to help.

“Master Bruce you’re not well”, Alfred said in concern, wishing Bruce would sit down once again.

“I’m as well as I need to be”, Bruce grumbled, taking the drop out of his arm, his gaze turning to the turtles. He stared at them for a moment, before walking to his neatly folded costume on a nearby table. “Batgirl and Robin are coming with me to Ace. (H/N) stays in the manor. The turtles are going home”.

“What?”, Mikey exclaimed in sadness and shock as Bruce pulled on his costume over his head. “C’mon, we know your secret identity now! Our team up have been surmounted!”

“I gave you a change”, Bruce said in a stern voice, turning directly towards the terrapin brothers. “You four are impulsive, and you don’t follow orders”. His eyes narrowing at them. “I want you out of Gotham!”

“Uh, father”, Robin said, his small frame stepping between them. “Look, it pains me to say this, but the turtles saved you in Arkham. They are valiant allies! Even the dumb one! Michelangelo”.

“Hey!”, Mikey exclaimed in a displeased expression. “Not cool!”

“If it wasn’t for them, Joker would have never gotten close enough to inject me in the first place”, Bruce said in a scowl as he closed the clasp on his cape, before pulling the mask up over his head, once again becoming the dark knight of Gotham City, before turning his back to them. “This is not up for discussion”.

Leo felt the burning stair from Batman, telling him to do exactly as he had been told too. To leave Gotham. But Leo’s heart stung at the thought, because leaving Gotham meant not just leaving the city, but leaving you. Leo once again thought back to the visions he had seen under the influence of the Crane Gass. How he had scared you. How you had feared him. He still did not know if these visions had been real, but never did he wish for those visions to be real. He hoped that none of it had been true and just his mind playing tricks on him. But in reality, Leo did not know. He remembered how scared that you had been when you entered Arkham, and how fearful you had been when you walked the halls, and the more Leo thought about it, the more it unsettles him. Maybe Batman was right. Maybe it was best if you stayed in the Wayne Manor where you could be safe while Batman, Robin and Batgirl headed out. And maybe, just maybe it was best if Leo and his brothers left. Leo had scared you once and he did not wish to do it again, even if it was going to hurt him.

“Maybe he’s right”, Leo mumbled, looking down at his feet, not wanting to meet your confused eyes. He could almost hear your heart crack just a little inside your chest, not wanting to believe what you were hearing as he turned towards his brothers. “Following Batman’s lead took us to Arkham and distracted us from Shredder”, he said, not noticing the deepening frown on Raph’s face. We’d be better off on your own”.

“No! No! He ain’t right!”, Raph yelled, pushing back his brothers so he could storm forward. He pushed the leader in blue so hard that he tumbled, only just catching himself before he fell onto you, your eyes meeting once again, sending shock waves through the two of you. Leo felt his mouth dry out as he stared into your eyes, knowing full well that they would be the hardest thing for him to leave behind. The hurt in your eyes and the way his heart was aching, making him freeze in place, unsure of what to do or say. Leo did not want to go. He did not want to leave you. Could he just stand there and look at you forever he would, but sadly, your father did want it to be like that.

“Look, Batman”, Raph said, making his way to your father, who was busy assembling his beloved utility belt. “I get it! The whole brooding loner thing, sitting on top of roof tops, mumbling about how you’re the only one that can stand up to evil in your own city. That’s my whole deal! I love that stuff! And I totally agree that my brothers are annoying, unbearably so sometimes”.

“Uhm”, Leo said, finally realizing that Raph had been talking the whole time the two of you had been locked in each other’s eyes. “Where are you going with this?”

“Teh!”, Raph said annoyed, turning back to Batman. “That’s why. When things get though, I don’t even bother with them. I go off on my own and do things my way!”

“He does do that”, Donnie said, Mikey agreeing with a sounding nod.

“Still doesn’t explain where he’s going”, you whispered, making Leo hum in agreement.

“Yeah, but here’s the thing”, Raph continued. “Every single time, I just get into more trouble and my brothers have to bail me out”.

"It's true!”, Mikey chimed in. “Every time”.

“Sure we make mistakes. Sure we make the wrong moves”, Raph went on, ignoring his little brother. “But we can’t get better-”. Raph grabbed onto Batman’s arm in order to turn him around to face him, making you, Batgirl, Robin and Alfred gasp in surprise. No one just grabbed onto Batman nor Bruce Wayne like that. That was just not how it worked. “-If you don’t trust us”. The turtles, seeming to understand the severity of Raph’s actions, watched with wide eyes. Donnie even covered his mouth, Leo’s eyes going wide and Mikey gasping out loud. Batman said nothing but just narrowed his eyes at the square jawed mutant, almost daring him to continue. “We’re a family, and learning from your mistakes together, is how a family works”.

“This is not a family”, Batman rumbled, bumping his shoulder against Raph’s as he walked past him. “It’s a team”.

“Ain’t that the same thing?”

That comment made Batman halt in his actions. It was as if those words had touched a nerve deep within him. Batman said nothing but stared forward, his thoughts running wild in his head. Raph’s words echoing in his head as he looked to Alfred, Robin, you and Batgirl and then to the turtles, only to notice how close all of you were standing. And how you and Leo seemed to seek each other out in the small crowd. Just like he had noticed the two of you do in Arkham. And on the roof. Even during your first meeting and fight together.

“You’re right”, he finally said, making you all stare at him in disbelief. You felt your palm begin to sweat as Batman made his way towards Leo, determination in his eyes. “Let’s stop Ra’s and Shredder”, he said, before extending a hand to the leader of the turtles. “Together”.

Leo looked at Batman’s hand, extending his own hand in order to shake it, when suddenly…

“Awesome! Dips on the Batmobile!”, Mikey yelled, jumping over the head of a growling Raph, skipping right by you in a rush and right through Leo and Batman’s handshake.

“Uh, we have our own ride”, Leo said after Mikey, not sure if his forgetful lille brother actually was able to remember it.

“You do?”, Batgirl asked Donnie in confusion, causing Donnie to beam with innocent pride, thinking of the van he had tuned up.

“Yeah, we didn’t walk here from New York”, Donnie smiled, secretly hoping that Batgirl would ask about the van.

“Don’t care!”, Mikey yelled, already inside Batman’s car, fastening his seatbelt. “Called the Batmobile!”

Batman looked from Mikey to Leo, his eyes lingering at him for a moment before giving him a small nod. It was time to find Shredder and Ra’s.

[lostrealities0]

Finding Home part 6

First - Prev - Next

Leo woke up to Raph's voice. "LEO!"

"Huh?" He groggily sat up. It was 7 am. What did he do?

He already apologized for replacing Donnie's toothpaste with frosting.

Yesterday, all he did was hangout in the lair. Oh and go to Run of the Mill because-

Oh.

Oh shit.

Leo nearly fell out of bed, rushing out of his room. He must have slept through the alarm. Again. He really needed to talk to Donnie about upgrading his alarm clock.

Stepping out of the curtains, Leo was immediately slammed into Raph's plastron. "Ow...my nose..."

"Oh, sorry bud." Whatever Raph was feeling before dissipated, replaced by concern.

"M'fine," Leo's voice slurred, still waking up.

Sure he was okay, Raph scowled. "Mind tellin' me why there's a human in the living room?"

"Human?" Leo's head snapped up. He pushed past Raph. "Not human. Mutant."

"They looked pretty human to me and Mikey." Leo groaned. Did Donnie and Splinter know too? "Either way, doesn't explain why they're here and why you didn't tell us."

Ah. Raph's upset because Leo didn't "consult with the team."

The two stopped at the edge of the living room. Mikey was sitting on the ground near the couch, sketchbook in hand and color pencils and markers strewn across the floor. He smiled at them with a quick wave.

Leo waved back. "How did you know it was me?" He lowered his voice. Oz must still be asleep if Mikey wasn't trying to immediately become friends with them.

Raph gave him a look.

"...Okay, fair."

They stood in silence. Leo watched his little brother work, more than aware that Raph was staring at him. "You're aware humans don't typically look like solid ink right?"

"So you're plannin' on keeping us in the dark?" Leo winced. Raph...his voice was disappointed but not surprised. Like he expected this from Leo.

The observation struck Leo hard, and his facade fell. Words died in his throat. Leo looked down, frowning. He clenched and unclenched his fists. Why was this difficult? All he had to do was explain last night. Leo had no doubt that his brothers would help Oz.

It felt like a confession. The conversation became more than the situation with Oz. Leo couldn't do that right now.

His brother softened. "What's his name?"

"I don't know. I've been calling him Oz in my head." Gratitude and love washed over Leo, recognizing Raph was giving him little steps to take instead of climbing the wall.

The red turtle nodded. "Where did he come from?"

"Señor Hueso found them. He thinks they were recently mutated."

Mikey's head popped up. "Mutated?"

"Yeah...wait, were you being serious about Oz looking human?"

Raph huffed. "Why wouldn't I be?"

Leo walked around the couch. Instead of the inky black mutant he saw last night, there was indeed a human. Their skin was tan, and his hair was short and curly.

"Oh."

[arctic-space-penguin]

"Uh, did Hope ever have a gap tooth?" Don asked.

"Obviously not!" Sterling hit Don's arm. "I would have one if she did!"

Draxum seemed mildly concerned when he overheard and hurried over. "We have to get Michelangelo's spirit out of her before her body changes completely."

"No shit," Sterling muttered under her breath.

Casey pulled away from Michael and leapt away like he'd been burned. Michael stared blankly at in front of him in stunned silence. Draxum pinned his arm's to his currently-not-but-somehow-becoming-his body.

"A precaution," the goat explained for the glare he got. "Someone get a jar or something to contain his spirit after I remove it."

"...Is this gonna hurt?" Michael asked, not just for himself.

"Yes and no," Draxum replied. "Mostly no."

"Wha--"

Draxum placed his large hands on Michael's shoulder and chest, cutting the box turtle off. Both their eyes glowed as the group watched. Sterling scrambled off the couch, remembering the jar, and yanked open a cabinet to grab one.

Hope's body sagged, vines vanishing, the second Draxum got Michael's spirit out. Sterling arrived back just in time to capture the shimmering, burning thing in a jar.

Everyone released the breath they didn't realize they had all been holding. Sterling held the jar up.

"This'll hold, right? His spirit's kinda... made of fire," the woman asked, pausing as the jar heated up a tad. "And this is made of glass."

"It will have to for now. His spirit might fade without it," Draxum replied.

"Can't you mystically enhance it or something? Make it fireproof or whatever?" Don asked. "Rather not lose my brother twice, thank you."

Draxum sighed but nodded. Sterling shoved the heating jar into his hands and rushed to the sink just in case. The goat closed his eyes in focus. Slowly, through the spell he was muttering, the glass cooled in his hands. Don took it when Draxum was finished.

"What about his body?" Leo wondered curiously.

"Draxum can just make him one," Sterling shrugged. "He'd do anything for Mikey, present or future."

"Making a mutant is not easy," Draxum warned her.

Sterling narrowed her eyes. "Are you saying you won't do it?"

"No," Draxum said. "Don't put words in my mouth as you humans say."

Hope suddenly gasped awake and nearly fell off the couch if Sterling didn't catch her with her foot. All eyes turned to her.

"I never want to be stuck in a spirit plane ever again," Hope dragged a hand tiredly down her face.

Don held out the jar. "Say hello to the guy who was in control of your body for twenty-ish minutes give or take."

Hope did a quick double-take before turning to Mikey. "Of course future you did it."

"What-- hey! What's that supposed to mean?" Mikey squeaked in protest.

Hope rolled her eyes. "I didn't say anything."

Mikey opened his mouth to protest again, but the look Leo gave him made him shut it again. Sterling cleared her throat.

"Let's get back to talking about the whole giving-Michael-a-body-again situation please," she requested.

"I can do it, but it will take time for it to grow to the right size even if I speed up the process by a few months," Draxum explained.

"We'll wait as long as we have to," Don nodded resolutely.

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Yeah, now Hope's back too! :DDD

Also please, I know some reading have probably been waiting for them all to finally get back to the past, and I wanted to make this part a little longer to fit in Michael getting his body, but I ended up deciding not to, BUT IT WILL HAPPEN NEXT CHAPTER

Realizing now that would leave the perfect amount of chapters left for the others, so here's the rundown:

Part 4 - Michael comes back

Part 5 - Leon comes back

Part 6 - Red comes back

Part 7 - Yarrow comes back

Part 8 - Apes comes back

Part 9 - A final hurt/comfort part to tie it all together

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[jasminegazer]

Chapter 8 Part 2

Shredder’s Private Dojo 7 Weeks Earlier

Karai’s tea felt warm on her lips. Her uncles recipe as she had been told. An aura of calm swept through her body like a spell.

That made sense. He always seemed magical in her memories. So full of life and joy. It brought the best out of many. Including her father.

But that man who used to smirk and laugh and tease with her uncle was not the same man across the chabudai in that moment. Not much proof was needed for this to be clear. Just by walking in the room he felt dark and cold like a forgotten corpse in the snow. Not many of Karais memories of her younger father were intact. Partly due to how long ago it was. Partly due to the fact that her parents went on missions frequently throughout her childhood. Partly due to the effects of her. . . “surgery”

But she could recall certain distinctions. His laughter. His smirks. His gentle yet firm arms as he carried the girl on his shoulder. Yet Karai could have been confusing him with her oji. That happened often. Sometimes when she tried to picture her father’s face without his helmet and mask all she could see was her oji.

Her train of thoughts along with the eerie silence of the room was broken by her sensei. “TCRI has located mutants within the city.”

What?

Mutants? The very demons who proved to be even more wretched than yokai and even oni by killing a quarter of the clan? Including her oji and . . .

mama.

“They have hired us to retrieve and deliver a specific 4. Turtles.” Her sensei rose from his seiza and moved slowly to the earthen walls of the dojo. A mural of a battle was painted on it. The face of the general was illuminated by the light of the surrounding rooms. Arms crossed behind his back he continued. “Their objective is to bring them back to their new stronghold alive and unharmed.”

Karai broke from her silence, letting one of her many questions slip out of her mouth. “What is wrong with their original stronghold?”

“Why do you think they want a specific 4 and not all of them? Yet.” Her sensei’s voice oozed with disgust and disappointed from her stupidity.

Wait. There are MORE!

“They are dangerous and skilled. Not to be taken lightly. Do you understand?”

Karai straightened at the cold remarks shaking her shock away as best as she could.

“Hai Sensei.”

Her father turned to her with a softer expression(at least from what she could guess).

“Which is why I will trust you with the mission.”

What?

Her father opened the door to the small balcony that viewed over the training rooms. She followed but made sure to keep a distance behind him. “You are to go undercover at the school the mutants are attending. Recover as much information as needed, report back to me as needed, and then.” In one fluent motion a kunai was thrown, barely missing Karai’s cheek as it flew and splintered itself into a wall. “Strike when the time is right.”

Karai thought over the proposal. Mutants were dangerous enough on their own from what she had been taught but trained warriors . . .

No. She had been training her whole life to avenge her clan. Her family. She couldn’t back down at the sight of a challenge.

“Hai Sensei.”

Shredder stayed seemingly frozen as he gazed onto the troops. That was her cue to leave. But as she started to he continued. “And one more thing.”

Karai’s eyes widened slightly. What? Did she miss something? A cue? A part of her mission?

“Ensure that there are as few survivors as possible. But of course leave no mess behind.”

“But our goal is to keep the mutants alive and unharmed.” Surprise and fear rushed in her body. Why was he being so cruel? Something’s wrong.

“I said their goal is to keep them alive and unharmed. I however have other plans.” His voice oozed with a substance like venom. Cold, dark, and insuring death upon those it landed on. Or in this case a deathly chill upon Karai. “But I am confident that you will be successful.” Another kunai was thrown this time slicing Karai’s cheek. She wanted to run but her muscles dared not move other than to allow a small gasp past her lips. “Correct, my daughter?”

Fear, as she had learned as a child was a very powerful thing. Flexible as nunchaku deadly as katana. But she had to remain the stronghold her father was determined to have her be. No matter what. ‘No exceptions, my daughter.’

“Hai Father.”

“Do not forget your place, child.”

. . .

“Hai Sensei.”

Somewhere in Harlem Present Day

What are you doing? Why are you holding back? Just KILL THEM.

Karai had her enemies trembling before her. Weakened and with no escape. The perfect opportunity to finish this.

So why couldn’t she do this. Why were her muscles held strained and taught? Messages from the inner thoughts in her brain were being sent to her body. But it refused to move like a rambunctious child.

You have one mission in your life. One. Just. Complete. It.

She was already in the perfect stance. Her weapon had been sharpened to a t. All she had to do was strike. Just. Strike.

Have you forgotten what they did to you? The foot? Your family? Complete the mission. Kill them.

Raph was so fucked.

His twin was gone. His youngest brother was gone. And the brother he did have with him was trembling next to him.

And what was the worst thing? He was helpless to protect any of them. Hell, he could barely catch his breath right now through the white hot pain of his own shell.

Why was this taking so long? Shouldn’t they be dead right now? He couldn’t hear Donnie screaming in agony?

Raph dared to pry his eyes open only to be met with their attackers amber ones. They were like some kind of cobra, piercing through the night and into his soul. Her eyes were wide in what he assumed to be cunning bloodlust. Her blade was raised so that one swift swing could slice Donnie’s head open like a can of tuna.

With the renewed fear Raph looked to his little brother. His nerdy sassy little brother. Who beat him at almost every video game he played. Who . . . had his arm stretched out infront of his body?

Was he really still trying to protect him? Cause he was pretty sure they were past that hope of someone making it out of this. They were both pretty royally fucked.

. . . Holy shit he’s trying to take the blow.

With that thought in mind, Raph squeezed Donnie’s shoulder harder and tried pushing his little brother back behind him. No way was he gonna take this blow. No damn way was Raph gonna let him do that while he could still protect the only brother he had left now.

Redirecting his gaze, he looked back up at there attacker with wide frightened eyes. Her eyes were sharp but her pupils remained unfocused as she looked the 2 turtles up and down. Weapon still raised.

And then her gaze . . . softened.

And then for a moment a wave of silence washed away the tension as eyes met eyes.

Breaking the silence, their attacker swiftly lowered her blade and muttered something under her breath (judging by the tone it sounded like a curse but the word itself was completely incoherent to Raph). She then spoke up. “The southern dock. Third warehouse down the row. Your associates are there. But you must leave now. TCRI is to retrieve them by midnight.”

Why the hell were they in a warehouse? How was TCRI involved with any of this? Why were these black market exchanges always at midnight?

Their attacker sheathed her weapon and took slow steps to the edge of the roof. Stopping briefly she turned her head slightly, one eye looking at them. “You may leave now. But this.” She paused before continuing. “Isn’t over.”

Raph was still processing all the information that had been dump on him like a waterfall. It took a few minutes before he could respond. “Thank-” When he looked up she was already gone.

Holy SHIT. What time is it?

Raph quickly yanked his phone from the pouch on his belt. Already 10:30?! They had to move now if what that random lady said was right. Without thinking Raph jumped to his feet and started off the roof to the dock.

But his younger brother nearly tripped him. Donnie was frozen in place, huffing air like it was evading him as fast as it had entered him.

“Donnie! Come on! We gotta go!”

He didn’t react to Raph was saying or doing but only flinched at the shouting. His breathing picking up speed.

Oh

Raph knew when his brothers were having these moments he needed to give them time and space. But they currently had zero time and the panic made him feel like they were loosing space for tension.

So Raph tried to find a middle ground by kneeling next to his brother. His arm firmly placed on his shoulder to ground the purple clad turtle. “D.”

This time Donnie looked up at Raph. Panic and confusion written all over his face. Raph didn’t really know what to do so he settled on trying to pull a Leo.“Come on. Let’s bring our brothers home.”

That seemed to readjust the young genius. “Right. Let’s go.”

After the elder of the two help the younger up, the ran back onto the rooftops once again. This time determined to bring their brothers home once for all.

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So yeah this chapter is a little long. But hopefully that’s a really good thing. Hope y’all enjoy this chapter and soak yourselves in the tiny bit of fluff and relief I gave you because you won’t be able to have that for a little bit. Again hope you guys like this chapter and my story because I’m tryna rap it up before Tottmnt(I probably won’t though). Cowabunga turtle fanz!

[dottie-writes-tmnt]

Fucked With a Chainsaw Bent Backwards— Episode 1

This is part 1 of my fic A New Kind of Familiar! Tags and other chapters can be found here!

Raphael was positive someone was fucking with him. He’s been dumped into another dimension and has no way back. Honestly, color him fucked bent backwards with a fifty foot chainsaw.

Raph had never necessarily had issues with anger. Or, at least, during the beginning. Sure, he got frustrated, but never…never to the degree that it happened now. Actually, he used to cry when he got upset. Frustrated or otherwise. His brothers often taunted him because of that. But then, Splinter started getting on him, once he turned 7.

Raphael, you are to stop this childish behavior now.

But— I can’t— Papa, I keep losing ! Leo’s j’s— he laughs at me!

He’d spoken through his shaky gasps for air, his tears running unchecked. Leo looked unbothered, almost.

*****!

He’d gone silent immediately. Splinter hadn’t used that name in probably a year. His hands were still shaking, and he sniffed pitifully, the betrayed expression trained on Leo, who looked remorseful enough. But it had no longer mattered. He wiped his nose roughly, balling his fists. And then, it was a blur. The only thing that had brought him back was the shocked but rushed, and slightly concerned “Raphael, you have won! Enough!” from Splinter. He hadn’t felt any less bad. The pit in his chest— he wasn’t sure when that got there —wasn’t any smaller. It only seemed to grow from there.

Once Master Splinter died, the barbs from his brothers got even worse. And tonight, after all the jeering from his brothers about his anger problem, Fishface was working his goddamn nerves. His ears were static and he was seeing red. Each hit he landed felt good, and he hit harder each time. Every hit he received only further fueled his anger, which led him to continue this cycle as the static grew louder.

He heard the muffled “Raph, get out of the way!” in Donnie’s voice, then a terrified oops from Mikey, then all of his brothers were screaming at him to move. But he couldn’t stop. He could take a hit, it wouldn’t hurt him. Even if it did, he wouldn’t be upset. He deserved some sort of repercussions for how he was treating them lately.

Then he realized, a moment too late, that the portal device had been finished. He turned, wide-eyed, to see the ray hit him, as the anger-fueled haze disappeared in a blink. He opened his mouth to scream, but nothing came out as he was swallowed by the beam.

New York, his home, was a beautiful city. A city that never slept. But god damn did he hope that he was asleep right now. He had dreamt the whole thing, he was sure. He was dreaming. Because, Raphael was certain he was in New York. But… this wasn’t the New York he knew. It was…brighter. The red-wearing turtle slipped into an alleyway, only to bump into something. He fixed his glare, turning and looking up at…

“Uh, Leon, is that another turtle?”

“It looks like it. Hey, uh, bandanna, red,” Leon muttered. “Kinda Raph’s thing. You think he’ll be all ‘ohmigosh , Donnie, have you been cloning me again?’ or what? By the way, did you do this?” Raph was gestured to. He was dreaming. He had to be dreaming. He laughed slightly, no humor behind the sound.

“I gotta be dreaming,” he said, shaking his head. “First I get dropped in some weird version of New York, now I see other turtles, and one of ‘em just happens to be a nerd named Donnie. And there’s a Raph. I’m dreaming. I must’ve hit my head fighting Fishface,” he chuckled, not noticing the stares at first.

“What’s your name, weird stranger turtle?”

“Raphael Hamato.”

“The multiverse is real.”

“Look, this is either a dream or some type of sick joke. And if it is, you can go on back to whichever of my brothers put you up to this and say it’s not funny. They can take their little joke and shove it up their ass, I’m not gonna fucking cry over it like they want me to.”

“Woah, dude, calm down. This isn’t a joke, we have no clue how you got here, but I’m pretty sure you’re not dreaming. You’re in New York, I’m Leo, and Donnie here isn’t the cause of this whole mishap, for once.”

“But mine fucking is. Wait, crap! You’re still a nerd, use your science-y bullshit, and—“ he cut himself off. He hadn’t said goodbye to Slash or Leatherhead before he left. Worse, he hadn’t paid his respects to Tang Shen, which he found much more pressing of an issue. They’d set up a more elaborate shrine for her, and Raph had found himself quite attached after these past few months. He couldn’t believe he’d forgotten. He felt like shit.

“—ph? Hello, other Raph? You with us?”

He startled, snapping out of his thoughts. He balled his fists to stop their shaking. “Yeah. I miss somethin’?”

“I do not currently have the technology to send you back. However, until I do, you are welcome to stay with us.”

He waited for this Leo to say something. To look at him like he was dirt, or question what Splinter would think, or even just say he didn’t want this risk. But all that came was a slight smile.

“We were just about to finish patrolling. You could tag along.”

He was almost surprised.

“I don’t have much of a choice anyway,” he replied, shrugging. “Lead the way,” he muttered, biting back a snarky fearless leader, if only because this wasn’t where he was from.

Patrolling was filled with occasional questions from either turtle and short answers from himself, but they didn’t run into anything. They stopped just above a manhole.

“Alright. I texted the guys, so we can just go in. Stay close, other Raph,” other Leo said, receiving a huff from the red-wearing turtle. The sewers were even different. He’d really just been thrown into something, hadn’t he?

“Alright, guys, we’re back!” announced the slider when they reached…the lair? It looked so weird compared to the one he was used to. He froze in the doorway as he took it all in. There was so much stuff. It was so much lighter.

“What the hell happened here?”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s so…weird. It’s nothing like the lair I grew up in.”

“Well, this dimension is likely not like yours.”

“Yeah.”

A dark green turtle with bright yellow spots all over himself ran in, and spotting the orange bandanna, Raph recoiled immediately. He never could be around Mikey. He always fucked things up when it came to his little brother. This world’s Mikey threw himself onto Other Leo, hugging him.

“Leo! You missed it, Jupiter Jim came out with another movie!”

“Wait, really!?”

“Fuck is Jupiter Jim?” he muttered under his breath, receiving no answer as the other Donatello walked over and rubbed Mikey's head, smiling slightly.

“Did you guys record it at least?”

“Yeah, of course! We can all watch it during dinner, I was thinking. I didn’t wanna watch it until you guys came home. Speaking of, I wanna see the Raph you guys found.”

He grimaced. When Other Mikey was facing him, he felt panic make his throat seize up.

“Hello, other Raph! I’m Mikey, if you didn’t realize that— woah! He’s shorter than me! Cool!”

He felt a glare form automatically at the mention of his height, fighting the urge to sink into his shell to instead work up some venomous comment. Before he could articulate it, the taller turtle continued talking.

“Anyway, I’m sure Donnie’ll have you home soon. In the meantime, make yourself at home. Any allergies I should know about before I start cooking?”

He waited briefly for complaints about Mikey’s cooking, but there were none. Maybe he was a good cook? That was weird. “No.”

“Alright. Dad’s out with April, so his phone is on emergency only. As for Raph, I think he’s working on his latest project. Yaknow, trying to…well, you know. Anyway, other Raph, we’re glad to have you.”

He was getting anxious, with the sudden nervous air after this Mikey deftly avoided a topic that Raph didn’t know about. He simply hummed in acknowledgment, offering an uptick of his mouth close enough to a smile. The two who’d brought him here started toward a doorway, and Raph kind of stood there for a second. He didn’t want to follow them around, he wasn’t a lost puppy (although he was lost), but he wasn’t sure where to go otherwise. This wasn’t his lair. So, he ended up trailing after other Mikey, finding the kitchen. The turtle was cooking, leaving Raph to lean against one of the counters, crossing his arms over his plastron. He watched the other work, staying silent while the orange-clad turtle hummed to himself.

“Hey, other Raph, have you had any Asian food, like ever? I’d assume so, since I think your Splinter is also Asian, but I could be wrong.”

“He was, but, uh…guess you could say we’re worse off than you guys seem to be.”

The other turtle hummed, nodding. “I see. Well, dinner’ll be fun.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“If you’ve never had it before, you’ll probably be all like ‘woahhh this is the best shit ever holy crap’ or something, and then Raph’ll be happy you’re happy, Leo’ll probably laugh a bit, Dee won’t say anything but he’ll smile, and Junior… I dunno, he’ll probably get a fond look but not say anything either. Point being, tonight will be good for everyone.”

He simply hummed, not really understanding, but pretending to.

“What are your brothers like?”

Assholes, was his first thought. He took it back immediately though. He was the asshole. They were just normal, and he was evil.

“Well. They’re my brothers. Uh, Donnie likes his science-y stuff. I guess. And he’s really creative with his insults. Then again, they all are. He’s really smart, extensive vocabulary and stuff. Leo’s…really…he’s a leader. A better one than I could ever be, but… he’s good at everything,” he said, speaking with more bitterness than he’d intended. “And Mikey is the most creative with his insults.”

He didn’t mention how he only realized it once they started being aimed at himself.

“But he’s also, like…um…he’s the nicest one out of all of us. He forgives a lot of stuff, and uh…Yeah. Smarter than I normally give him credit for.��

“I see. They sound nice.”

“Yeah.”

No, they didn’t. Mikey was lying, obviously, but he wouldn’t say anything. Dinner was finished soon enough and Raph helped to bring plates to the living room, and once he was seated with his own, he inspected it. Mikey had gone off to get his Raph. He decided to set it down, hearing a voice soon after.

“Boys, April is sleeping over! Get her room ready for her.”

He raised his eyes, looking to the doorway as he straightened up automatically. The rat that entered was much shorter than the one he was used to, but his eyes blew wide and a shiver ran through him regardless. The rat looked at him in mild confusion as he fought the tears prickling in the back of his eyes, his question more of a shaky gasp than anything.

“Sensei?”

That only further confused the mutant, and he looked as though he was about to start talking, before Raph felt one pathetic tear trail down his face. He couldn’t tell if he was happy to see his father alive or terrified. He stood up, wobbly on his feet before he even realized he was getting up, and after his feet sent him a staggering step backwards, he had his answer. Even with this, he still felt the dull ache in his chest fade slightly with the knowledge that the rat lived.

“I uh…think I’m gonna go get some air,” he said haltingly, bowing promptly. “‘Scuse me.”

After this, he rushed from the room, trying to remember the way back to the surface. Before he could make any moves, he bumped face first into something. Glaring upwards through his now-running tears, he was unprepared for the sight in front of him.

The turtle was so big, and muscley, too. Everything that Raph had strived to be ever since he realized he didn’t meet the normal standards of being a man. And…it was Raph. His glare fell apart instantly, and he was stuck staring dumbly up at the larger Raphael. The mentioned turtle was obviously concerned, though he didn’t say anything yet. As he realized he was still crying, shame washed over him and he lowered his eyes, head sinking into his shell ever so slightly.

“You must be the Raph they brought home.”

He nodded, not trusting his voice. Big Raph simply offered him a small smile.

“You angry, or just upset?”

The question surprised him a little, and it showed. After a moment or so, he answered.

“I, uh..” he coughed, hoping to fix his voice up. “Not angry.”

The larger hummed, nodding. “Can I hug ya, or would you rather not?”

He shook his head, feeling it sink further into his shell.

“I won’t tell anyone, buddy, don’t worry. You don’t have to tell me what’s wrong. You wanna eat with the others or would that be bad?”

A more frantic no, this time, which was noted by the turtle before him.

“I’ll go grab your plate, and then we can go to my room, if you’d like. I won’t ask any questions, I won’t say a word to anyone else, I promise.”

He considered it for a few moments. Was this a good idea? Would he regret it? If Leo found out, he’d just call him a baby. Donnie would never let him live it down, and Mikey…he’d just give him that look.

But maybe this Raph knew all that. Maybe they weren’t different. Maybe this Raph was okay. He nodded, finally, and the snapping turtle walked off. He just stood there, sniffing pathetically while he tried to stop his leg bouncing, arms wrapped around himself. He probably looked like such a baby right now.

Big Raph came back and placed a large hand on his shell, guiding him forward. They reached the taller’s room and he was a little surprised at what he saw. A lot of… red and pink, and stuffed animals. Speaking of, after he was sat down on the rug in front of the bed, he was handed a Kuromi plush, which he took without much argument.

Raph rested his cheek on top of it, petting the fabric rhythmically to calm himself. After a while, he swiped at his face, clearing his throat before he spoke this time.

“Won’t your brothers think you’re weird for all this? Or, yaknow, a sissy or whatever?”

The larger was digging on a shelf for something, giving him a small glance, before turning back around. The snapper’s tail curled around nothing and then uncurled.

“I used to think so. I was terrified. But no, they don’t think anything of it.”

“But…hold on, are you… ya know,” he questioned, feeling his face heat slightly in embarrassment.

“ Which ya know? Raph is a lot of things.”

“Well…the, uh…the…you know, the absence of testosterone where there should be.”

“Ohhh. No, but Leo is.”

This dimension was crazy. Everything was all backwards, and it was really fucking confusing. Leo was trans? That was like saying turtles had wings— not counting Turflytle.

So then, this Raph was exactly what he’d wanted to be for the longest time. But then, if he was an actual guy, wouldn’t his brothers say something about everything?

“Then…don’t your brothers say stuff about all this?”

“Fortunately not.”

“What about Splinter?”

“Either doesn’t know or doesn’t care.”

He didn’t know what to say. He was dumbfounded.

“You should eat your dinner before it gets cold,” the larger reminded him, not taking the first bite of his own food, oddly enough. Raph took a forkful and perked up immediately.

“Holy shell, this is so much better than worms and algae, or even pizza, what the fuck!”

A tiny chuckle, laced with enough fondness that Raph didn’t think it was at him, had him glancing up. The other red-wearing mutant simply waved him back to his food, eating his own.

“I’ll let Mikey know.”

“You do that. But don’t say it in a…weird way. Ya know what I mean?”

“I do, bud. I won’t, promise.”

He simply nodded, finishing up surprisingly quickly and sighing contentedly afterward.

“Why don’t you tell me a little about your brothers? I won’t tell a soul, I promise. It’ll never leave this room.”

“No.”

“Okay. Do you also like Hello Kitty?”

“Yeah.”

“Then, we can watch that. I’ll be right back. I gotta ask the guys where you’re sleeping.”

“‘Kay.”

Big Raph walked out, leaving him to look around more. And think, because what was it with this universe and being totally backwards? He liked the way Big Raph’s room looked. The Princess Peach poster on one of the walls caught his attention. He and Big Raph weren’t so different after all. He didn’t move from his spot, something telling him not to. When he heard Big Raph coming back, he straightened immediately, for some reason. He relaxed when the larger actually walked in.

“You can sleep here or in the living room until we get a car ready for you.”

He nodded, acknowledging the speech, before speaking, himself, “You mind if I just…look?”

With the vast physical differences, he was a little curious.

“Go ahead. ‘Course, look and touch are two different things.”

“I know. I am Raph.”

A chuckle. “This is true.”

The guy was built like a tank. Pure muscle and so huge. Like Leatherhead, kind of. There was a missing piece of shell, like a hole puncher had been taken to him. They had the same crack in the front though. One of his eyes looked different. Battle scars, he supposed, and didn’t mentally question any further.

He also had a snaggletooth, but honestly, it was so badass in his humble opinion. And all the spikes! It reminded him of… he frowned momentarily. His beak looked like it could crush basically anything. That was really cool on its own, honestly. Everything about this Raph was cool. And he said so, receiving a hearty laugh from the larger.

“I haven’t heard that in a while. I’d say you’re pretty cool, yourself.”

He smiled, getting one back from the snapper. They spent the next hour or so talking about Hello Kitty characters as the show played. Raph found out that Big Raph was also the other you know, and felt a bit better. Maybe things weren’t so bad after all.

Next chapter

[pbandjesse]

Oh man I am so tired. Today was a pretty excellent day but jeez didn't take it out of me. It didn't help that it was very grey and rainy out. But I still had a really nice day.

I didn't sleep to bad. But I woke up at 7 with a pretty painful nose and even with putting water in it, which usually helps, didn't alleviate the pain. And I wasn't able to fall back asleep.

So I was up through almost 9. I had cereal. And I took a hot shower and felt so incredibly spoiled. But I would get back in bed. Where I did finally fall back asleep.

I woke up around 11. Which was honestly perfect because I wanted to get fries from McDonald's because I had a coupon. I would spend a little time gathering myself. Put Ruby the Roomba to work. Fed Crabcake. Put away the dishes. And soon I was off.

I ordered my food and picked it up. I ate in the parking lot and watched a video. And I was feeling a lot better. More like a person. And more capable of going to target to get my items.

The big thing was to investigate the bottles I've researched. Get a trashcan with a good lid. A few other small things. I had a good podcast to listen to and was enjoying walking around the store.

And I think I did a pretty good job. I got some baskets for bottle storage. And I got 5 bottles that I think will be good. I ended up with plastic instead of glass? That was an accident but I may go back for the glass version as well. See what works better.

I ended up finding more post c section care things. And a cute turtle baby toy. Still no black crew neck for a baby. Which is so frustrating. But it was fine.

I was surprised at how long the line was when there had been none when I got there. But I didn't mind waiting. And when I paid I put everything I got in the new trashcan for safe keeping. Since it was raining a bit.

After I took everything to the car I walked over to the Ulta to look for eyeshadow primer. But no luck?? I also was looking for a round brush but couldn't find what I was imagining. Annoying but bit a huge deal. I didn't buy anything there.

Instead I went to five below and got a bunch of snacks. I also got a new glitter nail polish. I have been enjoying just a clear with glitter for a while now. Keeps them from breaking but even if they chip it doesn't look bad and I don't pick at them. The line there was also really slow but it was fine. I wasn't in a rush. Mostly I was just feeling tired.

I would pay and went home. Where I spent some time putting things away. I would paint my nails and draw for a bit. And eventually laid on the couch and had a little Mac and cheese and chilled.

But eventually it was time to go meet James at the museum. I brought a nice shirt and deodorant for them so they could feel fresh for the holiday party.

And I would have a nice drive over. Listening to music. I was in a good mood. And I would end up having a really nice time this evening.

When I got to the museum I had a good time talking to Meril and Stanley. James was finishing closing up the museum. And soon we would all walk over to Little Havana.

And I had a great time there! We were in the same room that we had had our wedding rehearsal dinner. And the food was excellent. And the staff was super nice. But I mainly just loved talking to my coworkers, especially since I havnt seen some of them in forever.

The best parts were meeting Jessica's new baby, Remi James. Who was such a sweetie. Another great part was seeing Estelle who I love. And she got to learn our baby Sylvia's name. And she told me that her husband's dad has a lady friend named Sylvia that was a wonderful joyful person who lived to be 104 and was apparently just the best. So now our baby has a lot to live up to!!

And the last best part was meeting the new director of marketing! Her name is Chelsea and we hit it off like a house on fire. We talked for almost a solid hour. And it was just awesome. She's around our age, super smart, and we just talked about marketing ideas and she let me tell stories and it was just a blast. I really hope we can work together and collaboration because she was awesome. She also is interesting in pushing for the museum to bring my workshops back! Hopefully when I'm back to work after Sylvia is born we can talk more!

James was getting tired. I had eaten to much but it was all really good. And I was also ready to go home. We said goodbye to everyone. And headed back to the museum where we had left the car.

It was raining but not to bad. I enjoyed just walking and holding James's hand. But I was very very ready to go home.

And that's where we are now! I am ready to get cleaned up and go to sleep. Baby is moving a whole bunch but I am just ready to rest, even if she's not.

Tomorrow I have an event. It's a Hopkins thing, those usually go easy. So fingers crossed. I hope to just rest in the morning and have lots of energy for the evening. Fingers crossed!

Sleep well everyone. Until tomorrow!!

[iminaworldofpureimagination]

SPOILERS FOR NETFLIX Wednesday as im not sure if anyone following me watched it here are my thoughts/rambles

i saw Wednesday netflix and while i liked it i give it like a 6/7/10.. It felt unfinished/the ending felt rushed it needed more.. Episodes.. like 3 more .. cause the build up was good the ending was.. so.. anticlamatic. I hate to say VD had better villian finals

but it gotta say for a mysteryh show it dids it job well i didnt know who the bad guy was i just said oh its so/so over and over again.. however at one point .. at one point. I saw Tyler sinking into the bathroom tub, screaming out and i just thought is it you? Are you screaming cause of guilt boy? IS IT YOU.. but i didntw ant to belive it was him ... so i just went with whatever Wednesday said.. minus the therapist i knew she was innocent.. i could feel it in my bones.

Xaiver now that guy... that guy i didnt like.. it felt that he came off as entilted to Wednesday cause he saves her in ep 1 like bro thats cool but she dont owe you her pussy leave her alone.. even as he turns out innocent his character screamed nice guy energy cause girl Wednesday didnt' give a fuck about him.. and often looked uncomfortable with him.. all i cold think off was bro.. leave her alone.. he wont be missed next season.

hope to see Wednesday come out of her turtle show next season cause man she was such a lone wolf and all i could think of when she wanted o show emotion was use your wORDS but i also never spoke to my crush so i get it.

i was fine with her being humanized and i agree with my sib that said she should be aromantic..

kinda makes me want to watch the60s show and the 70s cartoon ..

tim burton making the show made too much sense

also man i hope the actress stops seeing jd but ohwell... I thought she did a good job as the character very expressive face and I LOVED THE DANCE it may my lesbian side happy.

and how useful is thing to have around? I kinda want him for myself ha.

fun show. it kinda felt like Velma done right if that makes sense.. got gravity falls/scooby doo/harry potter vibe from it ..

Also Enid was Baby. part of me wants to put her in a room with bojack cause of of course i do so and have em vent about their awful moms.

and Eugene with his BEESS at the end loved it

thats all i gotta say (:.

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Christmas Eve Masterlist

Links Last Checked: June 16th, 2025

A Christmas Fantasy - chocolatesaucelester

Summary: Phil finds a secret diary of Dan’s, and unlike the first time he found one, this one is considerably different.

A Toast to Now (ao3) - melapplesphan

Summary: It's Christmas Eve, 2016, and Phil Lester's plane home for the holidays has been delayed due to snow. In a fit of boredom, he finds himself taking an uncharacteristic leap and striking up a conversation with "DanielH."

Meanwhile, Dan Howell can't quite believe that AmazingPhil - the same guy who ignored his messages 7 years ago - just started chatting with him on Grindr.

Baby, It's Cold Outside (ao3) - TodayWe_Are_Infinite

Summary: Dan is freezing cold on Christmas Eve, and Phil is always warm.

Best Christmas Ever - doomedhowell

Summary: It’s Christmas Eve and Dan isn’t the happiest teenager, especially after learning that he couldn’t meet his online boyfriend who he had been dating for six months, this Christmas. Dan’s parents set up a plan and they surprise him on Christmas morning.

Bottled Truths - cactuslester

Summary: All it takes is a drunken Christmas Eve in 2014 and the truth comes spilling out.

Can't Help Falling In Love - im2weirdforu

Summary: It’s christmas eve. Dan has a surprise for Phil and tells him to come to the living room. Candles are lit. Fairylights are lighting the room. Dan is sitting behind the piano and tells Phil to come over to him. When Dan begins, Phil can barely believe the words he’s hearing.

Christmas And Coffee Shops - phanficanddil

Summary: It’s Christmas Eve. Dan is late for work. Phil needs to get gifts. It’s the rush hour. Dan and Phil run into each other, and Phil saves Dan’s job at Macy’s from the grumpy old manager. They go over to Starbucks and talk about their ambitions, but Phil feels like something is missing… He forgot to get his mom a gift! Will they find the gift in time?

Christmas At The Lesters' (ao3) - internetakeover (nymeriahale)

Summary: 7 years after Dan first spent a Christmas Eve with the Lesters he's finally returning, this time for the whole festive season.

Christmas Eve (ao3) - KaytheJay

Summary: Dan and Phil set up Santa for their daughter.

Christmas Eve in the Howell-Lester household - ultxmasunicornphanfics

Summary: Dan and Phil spend Christmas eve with their son, Jonathan, and end the evening with the one word story game.

Close To Me - paradisobound

Summary: Dan is a bartender at a local bar on Christmas Eve when a new customer walks in and asks for something strong. Hours later, he finds himself in the midst of a one night stand with the new customer that leaves him feeling something new the night before Christmas.

Happy Christmas - phinalphantasy7

Summary: It’s Christmas Eve 2009. Phil has had an amazing year, and the best part of it is sleeping on the sofa next to him.

How I Met Your Father - gorgeousdan

Summary:It’s Christmas Eve and Daphne Howell asks to hear the story of how her fathers met. Meanwhile, in 2015, Dan has been acting strange, and even he doesn’t know the cause.

Kindness (at the End) (ao3) - lovestillaround

Summary: A story about the Christmas Eve, a wooden chest left by Phil on the kitchen table, and a mission to get the key.

my wish come true (ao3) - dizzy

Summary: Dan spends Christmas Eve with Phil in 2009.

No Time Like the Present (ao3) - brookwrites

Summary: It was Christmas morning in the Lester household. Well, really Christmas Eve morning, but Dan bumped it up so he could give Phil a very important gift before leaving for his own home.

The Last Roll Of The Wrapping Paper - auroraphilealis

Summary: It’s midnight on Christmas Eve, and Phil has just realized he has no wrapping paper.

The Night of Christmas Eve (ao3) - Full_Moon_Lover

Summary: “I know we hate each other but it’s Christmas Eve and your flight was cancelled, please come outside.”

two turtle doves (ao3) - ravels (orphan_account)

Summary: to say that christmas eve in the howell-lester household was a very busy event would be almost akin to saying, "the sun is rather warm."

or, a quick obligatory christmasfic featuring parent!phan, baking, and milo the corgi.

You Can Coax The Cold Right Out Of Me (ao3) - ashisnotmyname

Summary: It's Christmas Eve, and Dan and Phil are at a Christmas party. How will a game of spin the bottle change their relationship?

[accio-victuuri]

Sugar Rush : July 2023 CPNs 🫶🏼

and so I have decided to shift the candy recap into a monthly release cause it’s too heavy for me to do the 6 months like i’ve been doing for the past years. I also thought about enjoying the last days of the year instead of stressing over editing the post like before. It will also ( hopefully ) make the readers appreciate every month more and not be too overwhelmed by the information. tho i have to say, there were a lot that happened tor July too.

enjoy the candies or catch up! ^^

• XZS vlog candies and sharing same brands

• HK newspapers featured them attending the Bay Area Film Concert

• WYB giving us a sign for Yuguyao airing with his pokemon shirt ( part one )

• Shiying and XZ said the same thing? & XZ hinted with ‘don’t say so much’ ( part two )

• Yuguyao ( the longest promise ) related CPNs part three

• YIBO and XZS posting so close to each other @ 7/4/2023 and the 18 hint

• THEM PLAYING WITH THEIR LONG HAIR LIKE THAT ☺️☺️☺️☺️

• Ruxi interview clues with XZ ( part four )

• Another bottled joy CPN

• Yuguyao sweets part V ( double standards & similarities )

• Sending each other voice message / video during CQL filming 💕

• XZ prefers shi ying x baili?

• Most likely paying some entertainment accounts to post rational advice for fans

• the use of 🤷🏻‍♀️ gesture

• feeding the dumpling 🥟

• small candies from one and only universal studios resort event

• Clues from XZS 7/11 video bts from 2021 birthday photoshoot

• Another example of posting so close from each other

• yuguyao sweets part 6 and other things

• XZ once again shows off his card phonecase

• XZ and his preference for a stable relationship

• Wang Chuanjun holds dandan doll

• Entertainment circle connections

• XZ said he does not know if he & WYB are good friends 😂😂😂😂

• Another Bottled Joy clue

• Shiying x Xieyun on HS

• Similarity between XZS and YBO - this is not anything new because we have always been thinking that these studios have a connection. But this comes after the alleged exit of LRLG in YBO team. So cpfs are happy to see this again. Tho it does not confirm anything.

• doge + puppy preference

• In some screening previews of One and Only in theaters, XZ’s tsingtao short film ad was shown

• not CPN, but turtles taking over YH family concert and showing support 💛💛💛

• WYB looking at light signs @ YH concert 🧡

• Bottled Joy continues to not give AF and show their cpf bias

• Givenchy jumpsuits

• Video of the on the last day of shoot and XZ telling WYB he lost his chance but Bobo said he still has it

• Yibo knows about zodiacs/horoscopes + Leo x Libra compatibility reading from 2021

• CPN mix : reading about themselves on the internet, GG spending time with sick yibo, KXZ cue One and Only (?) Da Peng and 10:05

• Influx of new BXGs in the BJYX ST and GG changing his schedule when WYB was out sick

• Chen Shuo’s room includes KXZ movie projector

• XZS and YBO back at it again with their similarities

• A new clue in the BAH rumor ( massage parlor )

• Da bao and Xiao bao in Douyin

• Drawing detail in Ultraman Chen Shuo drawing + the posting time is 22:30 ( ai ai zan ) and on his cheeks is W and a heart. Again, we don’t know if the “cpf” friendly people are back on YBO team but nonetheless, we are enjoying this.

• Adding this here from the recent fake rumor posted 7/31/23. The summary is buying a green bag and it will be used. So we’re just waiting for either one of them to be seen with that lol. WYB is know for his black or that camo palace bag plus chanel. ZZ is mostly Gucci and Tod’s so i think it will be easy to spot.

That is all for this month! As with all my other recaps, it is impossible for me to add every single one. Most ( if not all ) of these are ones heavily talked about in the cpf circle. Please do not ask me to add things, I won’t do it. If there is a CPN that spoke to you for the month of July, that’s not on here then feel free to reply or reblog with your thoughts. This not an avenue to nitpick this post and say i forgot this or that. Thank you.

[katarena]

Living Well Is The Best Revenge, Part 28

Sequel to Raphael's Big Mistake.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18, Part 19, Part 20, Part 21, Part 22, Part 23, Part 24, Part 25, Part 26, Part 27

"Well, well." The same man who menaced Taylor outside the apartment steps forward. "Looks like we've got a jailbreak, boys."

Taylor takes the bat back. It makes the Dragons chuckle, and she knows how much trouble they're in, but she doesn't want to just give up.

Even though looking at the number of Dragons facing them makes her heart sink.

"Look, guys," April says. "This is a really, really bad idea. You don't want to do this, 'cos we've got friends. Really big friends, and they're probably on their way over here right now, so..."

"Well, I don't see them," the man says, shrugging. "Do you?" He turns to the others. "Hun only wants the brunette."

A chill runs through Taylor's heart and she grips the bat tightly.

"Wait," April says. "I'll go with you. Just don't hurt Taylor. Let her go."

"You don't get it, do you?" the man says. "We're the ones in control here, not..."

Raph lands beside him and punches him so hard he goes flying into a wall. Leo lands beside the girls; one flash of his katana and April's hands are free.

"Are you both OK?" he asks.

Taylor almost sobs with relief.

"Leave the girls alone," Leo says, coming to stand beside his brother.

The Dragons look terrified - then they look disgusted and angry. Most of them raise their weapons and rush forward, but Donnie and Mikey are there as well. The turtles are larger and stronger, but more Dragons are pouring out of nowhere with knives, bats and chains.

Mikey stands in front of April and Taylor, nunchucks whirling fiercely. Taylor's got the bat ready, just in case.

"We need to get out of here!" April yells.

The noise is bound to attract attention, and the last thing they need is the police turning up...

Someone grabs Taylor from behind. Her cry of alarm is suddenly smothered by a large hand seizing her throat.

"Drop your weapons!"

It's Hun. It has to be.

"Drop your weapons, or I'll snap her neck." The hand tightens, and Taylor gasps for breath. "Do it!"

Slowly, one by one, they do.