#she didn't realize what he was doing until Donnie headed over to her

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A while back my first ever post for rottmnt was about how Donnie died in the bad future so now what if I wrote about how Raph died

Some quick notes for context:

I hc Casey Jr. as trans. His given name was Arum (after the toxic flowers yes) so he’s still referred to as such during this. I hc Raph as??? definitely not cis and Cassandra often uses she/her pronouns for Raph while Donnie often uses he/him

Added commentary in my tags if u want it uuuuu okay have fun????

Donatello could accept dying.

He’d come to terms with that ages ago, not long after they got thrown into this war. Despite all the measures he took for safety, defenses, he always kept it in the back of his mind that any number of things could kill him and that would just be that.

He couldn’t, however, accept that Cassandra and and his niece would die with him.

What a mess and a disaster. All it took was one Kraang hound following a squad to this base for the army to show up. They had an alert, at least, a heads up. Most everyone escaped.

But two year old Arum was harder to find. Donatello and Raph both stayed behind with Cassandra to find her, where she’d tucked herself away, while Leo and Mikey took care of setting up their backup base.

Donatello wouldn’t admit half his motive for staying was to, potentially, set off the self destruct sequence to put a dent in their numbers.

But so much for that. Cassandra’s leg got injured. She was against the wall behind Donatello, holding Arum in her arms.

And Donatello couldn’t move. He just stood there, staff out, his magic tech projecting a shield into the open hallway to stop the enemies from getting in. By now there were so many of them, too many. Kraang hounds, corrupted humans, and other flesh like monsters all pressed against the shield, adding to the pressure.

Donatello knew it wouldn’t hold forever. Knew if he tried to do anything else the shield would fail and they’d be overrun in seconds. How was he supposed to get them out of this?

Where was Raph? Already gone? That thought put a vice grip on his throat, almost squeezing out a sob.

Donatello wanted his big brother.

He didn’t know what to do.

The room shook. A sharp crack came from above. Donatello turned his gaze to see the concrete giving way. No no no. Were they going to bust in from there too? Donatello didn’t have time to make another shield.

Another crack. A huge slab fell from above. Dust exploded into the room but Donatello refused to drop his shield. Not yet. Not yet.

“Cass.” Raph’s voice rang out through the room. “Donnie!”

Donatello watched his big brother first run to check on his wife and daughter. His breath shook when he exhaled, so relieved to see him, but he kept his concentration on his magic as the kraang tried to put another dent in the shield.

“Cass, are you okay?” Raph spoke from behind.

“Fine. Had worse. Take Arum and get out of here.”

“You’re both getting out of here.” Raph insisted. “Donnie--”

“Take them and run.” Donatello interrupted. “I’ll keep buying you some time.”

“I’m not leaving you here either, Donnie.”

“You don’t have a choice.” He snapped. “The second I drop this shield we don’t have time to escape.”

He waited for some final words, or another argument. Instead there were some quiet whispers from Raph, probably speaking to Cassandra, then the sound of a gentle kiss.

Donatello glanced back at the shifting of rubble, seeing Raph approaching him.

“We have to get you out of here, Donnie.”

He glared at his big brother. “No you don’t. If you try then none of us are getting out. Just--”

“You have to get out of here.” Raph insisted. “Without you, your tech, the resistance is dead in the water. We need you, Donnie.”

“You will figure something else out.”

“No.” Raph hardened his tone. “There has to be a way out of this.” He glanced at the shield, at the wall of monsters just behind it. “Think you can make that thing just a bit smaller?”

“What do you mean?”

“Small enough to fit down the hall. Then I can punch it, send all of them back. At least long enough to give us a chance to run, right?”

That seemed stupid, insane. “Raph, it would insure your family’s survival far more if you just--”

“Donnie, trust me.” Raph held his shoulder. “We’ll get you out of this.”

Donatello didn’t want to listen. Why couldn’t Raph just take Cassandra and run?

“Fine.” He sighed. “Get ready.”

Raph’s ninpo already flashed around his fists, light trailing up his arms. It glowed bright, hot, like it often did these days when he wanted to increase the impact of his strikes.

Just as his big brother rushed toward the shield, Donatello let it shrink down. Pink tentacles and teeth tried to worm their way through the gaps, but a second later Raph hit the shield.

The impact sounded like an explosion. The entire thing rocketed down the hall, taking the monsters with them. The edges of it shredded some of them, smearing flesh and blood along the walls. Donatello held back the bile in his throat as he finally released his magic.

“Go help Cass up.” Raph told him, keeping an eye on the hallway where some of the creatures were already screaming as they approached once again.

Donatello rushed over to Cassandra. He hoped to see her relieved, or at least angry at this whole ordeal.

Instead she looked horrified.

“Donatello.” She shouted at him. “You idiot.”

What? What was she talking about? He followed her gaze, back over to Raph.

The devices seemed to fly toward him in slow motion. Two of his escape pods, the things he hadn’t brought with him because he’d given them to all the other people on base.

As soon as they got close enough they sprung open. Metal clicked as it shifted into place. The belts shot out, grabbing their target. One snatched Cassandra and Arum off the ground while the other aimed for Donatello.

He tried to weave out of the way, run around it toward his brother who had his back to him. But it wasn’t enough. The devices were meant to chase their target, on the off chance they got snatched by an enemy during launch.

He almost got close enough to grab Raph’s shoulder when the belts snapped around his chest. It jerked him backwards, into their.

“Raph!” He screamed. “Raph, what did you do?”

“Sorry.” Raphael finally looked at him, smiling, in spite of the onslaught of kraang reemerging from the hall. “Take care of them for me, okay D?”

“No.” Donatello screamed as the cover snapped down. He tried to pry the belt off, release the hatch, but it was too late for that. “No. Raph? Raph!”

The pod launched into the air, out of the hole Raph created earlier. Had he planned all this from the start?

Donatello kept staring at the old base, praying that Raph would somehow find another way out of it.

He could see the shock wave hit the ground before red light emerged from the ground. It twisted into the shape of his big brother, a bigger construct than he ever created before, almost glowing as bright as the sun.

It aimed a punch down, and as soon as the fist collided with the ground everything exploded.

Donatello flinched when the shock wave from that hit the escape pod. Thankfully it stayed intact, and on course. He tried to look back at the base but by now it was nothing more than a crater and a pillar of dust and flames.

“Ra... Raph...” He barely got the word out. Shock settled into his systems, rendering him silent as the base got farther and farther away.

As Raph got farther and farther away.

Donatello failed to hold back his sob this time.

He wanted his big brother.

[yume-chin]

Donnie comforts you

Anon! Here is your real request, sorry again for the mistake!!

The initial part is the same for both versions, I misread the request and got the ending wrong, that's why I made two chapters to correct myself.

Enjoy the reading!

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Rise Donatello x Reader

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Pov: Donnie comforts you

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Request: Yes

Warning: just bad english 

Genre: She/her

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Ever since you met Donnie, your boyfriend, you've been fighting your habits.

You have always been an extremely affectionate girl, fond of hugs and walking holding hands with the other person.

All this gives you energy and happiness, the joy of feeling the other person's skin in contact with yours, feeling their warmth and the tranquility that they transmit to you through touch.

All this was like oxygen for you. Or at least I thought so until you met your current boyfriend Donatello.

From the first moments of your acquaintance he immediately told you that he wasn't comfortable with physical contact and this left you particularly surprised, and at the same time disappointed.

You, a person who loves physical contact, would have had to completely change your habits for us to create any sort of discomfort for your boyfriend.

Not that it destroyed you, let's be clear, you would do anything not to make him feel bad and respect his wishes, but it's still difficult to keep your love for physical contact in check.

However, you tried in every possible way not to hug or caress him except when he specifically asked you to.

It was difficult at first, but over time you got used to it.

You had started to appreciate the company much more when you were in the same room talking or simply when he asked you to keep him company while he worked on some new invention of his.

Every time he asked you to follow him to the laboratory and keep him company your heart exploded with pure joy.

You entered the room and sat on a chair next to him, carefully watching everything he did.

And even if it didn't seem like much to you, to Donnie it was the most important form of love you could give him.

The simple fact that you were there to keep him company, getting curious about what he was doing and occasionally asking about the two creations, made him understand how much you cared about him and how much you wanted to get closer to his world unlike his family.

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Today you were supposed to go to the den as agreed the day before but in the end you preferred to stay at home.

School had been exhausting, you were tired and sad. Your head was pounding and you just wanted to stay in your room in total tranquility.

You had closed the door and window, you had closed the curtains and you were lying in bed. You closed your eyes and soon fell asleep.

What you didn't know was that Donnie, not seeing you arrive, had tried to contact you and, receiving no response and seeing from the tracker that you were at your house, he had decided to come and visit you.

A sudden knock had woken you up with a start, from the window you could see a shadow knocking. Soon after, your cell phone rang and only then did you notice all the missed calls from Donnie.

Quickly you got out of bed and went to open the door and at the speed of light you found Donnie a few centimeters from your face.

-May we know what happened to you?! We agreed that you would come to the den but in the end you didn't come! I was very worried! - he began to vent while holding your arms. You could hear a tone of fear and anger in his voice.

However, when Donnie didn't receive a response to his outburst, he stopped to look at you and only then did he realize that your eyes were swollen and red.

-What happened? Why did you cry? - he asked, his voice much more worried than before.

The words didn't come out. You wanted to talk, vent about the bad day but nothing. All the words were stuck in your throat and showed no signs of wanting to come out for any reason. So you stood there in silence, looking at him.

Probably understanding that it was a delicate moment, he made you sit on the bed, positioning himself next to you and began to caress your back.

The two of you stayed like that for several minutes until you raised your head towards him.

-Donnie... can I have a hug...?- were the only words that came out of your mouth, they were shaky and uncertain, but Donnie didn't hesitate for a second and held you in a sweet hug.

-[Y/n], I don't know what you're going through right now but I want you to know that I'll always be there. When you have bad periods, come to me. Maybe I won't be good at giving you advice, but I will know how to listen to you and be close to you - he said softly, continuing to hold you in his embrace.

Those words were being able to calm you down. They were words that you didn't think you needed but that once received were able to fill your heart with happiness and love.

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If you have any ideas feel free to ask me requests ♡

A big hug ♡

[eclipsedrgn]

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑩𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑳𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝑩𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅

(y/n) befriended the turtles along with her best friend ren. she didn't have anything to offer the family of ninjas, except her friendship and love. and when she realizes she's just pulling them back, she decided to take it to her own hands.

rottmnt!leo x fem!reader

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It wasn't until you notice they started acting differently around you when you had a feeling they're starting to pull apart. All four turtles, each in their own unique way, rejected you. Either hanging out, or eating out to even going on patrol together. You didn't exactly offer a lot on the table if you were being honest. You were just the lucky girl who they rescued, and somehow became part of this mischivious family.

Mikey became your closest friend, you two were too much a like whether it was being completely naive to the world to being the most childish person of the group. The two of you never felt judged by one another.

Donnie, embarrissingly, became your buddy when it came to doing your homework. You did all the work of course, you hated cheating but Donnie was the one looking over your shoulder half of the time telling you from right and wrong.

Raph was coincidentally your therapist, although you mostly smile around the turtles, Raph knew the signs of depression and anxiety, most importantly anger. He saw how much anger you hold within yourself that he took upon himself to help you.

Leonardo...

To you, in your eyes, he was everything. He was the perfect turtle for you and could not stop yourself for falling in love with him. He was your everything, you were willing to even make yourself unhappy just to get his attention...

But you knew with the way he looks at Karai, it wouldn't happen.

You guess it was probably the way you let yourself loose. You ate too much pizza with Mikey, you barely exercise, or maybe how you just chilled on the couch for the longest time. The turtles noticed.

But they did not care.

And that's how you ended up in this situation, hiding behind the walls of the kitchen eavesdropping the turtle's conversation about you. Worst of all, your best friend Ren just sat there listening to them, though you didn't see her face, she was devastated that the turtles thought of you this way.

"Come on Leo, are we seriously letting this girl stay with us?" Raphael states with an annoyed tone. "She has done nothing but sit here with her thumbs up her nose"

Was all the times you come to Raph about your problems fake? Did you complain too much?

"We can't just kick her out Raph-" Donatello started but was interrupted.

"We can and we will. She eats all the food, she plays all the games while we're up there risking our lives" Raph complains.

"Dude... she's my best friend" Mikey muttered, nobody heard.

"She doesn't bring anything to the table! April does the news, Casey's a police officer- hell even Ren brings us notices about the Foot. (Y/N) does nothing" Raph says.

You are nothing.

A burden.

Leo shook his head, the warm feeling at the thought of you turned guilt, anger, confused. He knew his brothers were right. You didn't bring much to the table. But how can he kick out the only person who brought joy and compassion, no matter what the atmosphere of the lair is.

You clench both of your fists as tears stream down your face, you covered your mouth with both hands as another sob was coming. Leo barely stood up for you, Donnie barely stood up for you and Mikey... all he did was sat in silence. You wiped your face with your hands, getting rid of signs you were crying and came out of the kitchen with a smile on your face.

"Hey guys, I'm headed out for some pizza. Want anything?" you asked.

"J-Just some Hawaiian dudette" Mikey says with an unsure look on his face.

You smiled, "Sure Mikestar, I'll be back in a few"

"At least she brings us food" you hear Raphael scoff as you walk further from the lair.

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You barely looked where you were headed, you were just walking aimlessly for the past 20 minutes since you left. The depression was getting worst, your anxiety is off the roof and the fact the only people who truly liked you has been faking all this time...

You sighed as you yelp when you bumped into something... soft? You opened your (e/c) eyes seeing the father of the four turtles. You forgot Splinter likes to take walks around the sewer twice a day, curing boredom he said when you asked him once.

"My child, were you crying?" Splinter asks.

You sniffled and shook your head, "Allergies, Sensei"

"I can tell in your eyes you are lying. Tell me, what's going on?"

And so you did.

You snitched.

You told him how the turtles hurt you. How they didn't know you've listened to their cruel words.

The look on Splinter's eyes slowly dimmed, his sons, were not nice towards you?

"I'm gonna leave" you decided, Splinter looks up surprised you even claimed such decision. "I can't spend the rest of my life being a burden to everyone. I need a change of pace, I need to leave New York City"

Splinter sighs, "I cannot change your mind. But I do have an offer for you. My Master Yoshi has a friend in Japan called the Ancient One, fly there and tell him Splinter sent you. Tell him your desire to change, he will help you"

Your eyes became misty as tears started to gather, you hugged Splinter tightly and then came up with a plan. The turtles need to know how much you've been hurting, you became a little bit of a bad person.

That night you came back home, calling your tech friend to fake a news, hacking into the lair's tech and played the news.

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"We interrupt this program for some breaking news."

Leo paused sharpening his katana as the news blared on, Raph paused his benching, Donnie came out of his lab and Mikey stared blankly at the TV.

"(Y/N) (L/n) was found dead in her apartment at 21:34, her cause of death is currently unknown."

"No" Leo gasps his eyes widening, the brothers followed, Mikey gagged sprinting towards the bathroom. Leo watches at the apartment building you once live in, burst into flames, the firefighters rushing to put it out.

"Firefighters rush to stop the fire but it is all too late. The body was found with burned beyond recognition and the police have ordered an autopsy... Stay tune for further news"

"She never came back" Mikey croaked, leaning against the door frame. "She went out for pizza and never came back"

"S-She must've went to get more money, went home and then boom" Donnie says rushing towards his computers for answers.

Leo slammed his katana against the ground he was sitting on so hard, it broke into two pieces. He stood facing his hotheaded brother with a menacing look in his eyes.

"Are you happy now?" Leo sharply asked. "You asked for her gone right! You told us, to kick her out right! Well here you go Raphael. She's gone. For good"

"I-I never meant-"

"You knew she was depressed, you knew she fighting on... Raph, you have no idea!" Leo yells.

"BOYS!" the four flinch at their father's tone.

Splinter...

What're they going to tell him?

"What is going on here?" Splinter demands.

"(Y/N)'s dead" Mikey says voice cracking as the tears finally streamed down his face. "She's dead and its all our fault"

"Mikey..." Donnie says comforting his baby brother. "We should've helped sensei... but we... we didn't"

"5 times" Leo says confusing the others. "I saved her 5 times and this time, I couldn't"

"Leonardo..." Splinter sadly said.

Leo shook his head and walked away, the others slowly went their own way to grieve.

Splinter stood there with one though, he hopes you know what you need to do.

[psychologicalwarclaire]

10 for Rise. Gimme warcrimes duo >:]

Donnie didn't realize just how much Witchtown hated him until he wound up in front of the majority of the town at Hidden City court.

Witches of all kinds shouted over each other, listing crimes that Donnie most definitely had NOT committed.

"--trampled my mushrooms!"

"--released the kraken into our town fountain!"

"--totally demolished my self esteem!"

"--ATE MY CAT!!!"

"-- and destroyed the statue of our great founder!"

Okay that one he actually had done. In his defense, he hadn't meant to blast it with his tech bo. Defense, however, was something he was missing.

He glanced over at the judge. "I don't know how Hidden City trials work but isn't there supposed to be someone on my side? I mean, ahem, with my superb knowledge of everything I could absolutely provide my own defense but, uhm..." I don't really want to do this all on my own, he finished in his head.

All of Donnie's knowledge of courtroom proceedings came from a show he and Raph used to watch together. Raph loved watching the good guys solve crimes and fight bad guys. Donnie loved the mysteries and collection of evidence. Neither of them found the legal stuff super interesting, so they'd discussed the real life logistics of the crime (whether Donnie could commit it, whether Raph could catch him, and how they'd avoid getting caught) during those scenes. Donnie wished he'd payed more attention.

The doors flew open with a BANG.

"PURPLE TURTLE!" Casey Jones yelled. "I AM HERE TO PROVE YOUR INNOCENCE!"

Donnie blinked.

The jury all looked at each other like she'd made a brilliant point, muttering and nodding along.

The judge stroked his beard. "Good entrance. One point to the defense."

There were very few times that Donnie didn't have at least SOME idea of what was happening. Now was, unfortunately, one of those times.

Casey seemed to appear right next to him. "SO! Got yourself in trouble with Witchtown, eh?"

Flustered, Donnie could only think to say, "I didn't do it! Their accusations are entirely--"

"HEY! That's MY job!" She cleared her throat. "As I was saying, Witchtown is tough, but I'm tougher! You're lucky I took this case, otherwise you would already be rotting in Hidden City prison."

"I-- Casey why are you a lawyer in the Hidden City?" Things were spiraling entirely out of control.

Casey grinned her insane grin. "I love yelling, fighting, arguing, squabbling, debating, etc. Passing the exam was super easy, too! The laws here aren't any more complicated than the Foot Clan laws. You know, normally I'm on the offensive. But I am Hamato Clan now! I WILL NOT BETRAY MY CLAN!"

Donnie couldn't help but be impressed. "Huh. What a strangely fitting career choice for you."

"INDEED! And the lawyer to politician pipeline is extremely fast. I shall build my way up to becoming a mayor, senator, and eventually I shall be the PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES! Junior has already signed on to be my vice president. Our slogan is either going to be: 'Jones and Jones: we'll feast on your bones' OR 'Vote Jones squared and your lives will be spared'. Catchy right?"

Donnie's mind was already buzzing with how his Genius Built brand could be expanded by personally knowing the president. "Casey," he said, putting a hand on her shoulder, "I will personally help fund your presidential campaign."

"Excellent! Now, we are in the middle of court so we can discuss that later."

"Oh yeah." Donnie had actually forgotten that he was literally on trial. Casey has the effect of being extremely distracting. "I need to tell you my alibi and--"

"Pffft, no need. What kind of court do you think this is?" Casey cracked her neck, and stretched her arms above her head.

The judge banged his gavel, which sent a shockwave across the room. The ground rumbled and the seats all slid back to open up a wide space in front of the stand. "We are now in session. Let prosecutor Gilby Gilbert of Witchtown and defendant Casey Jones of the Hamato Clan enter the ring."

The what?!

Gilby Gilbert, whom Donnie vaguely recognized from the Witchtown episode leapt into the ring. "That turtle is GUILTY!"

With a running leap, Casey Jones flipped into the ring and kicked him squarely in the chest. "Mr Hamato is more innocent than you and your corrupted, black market, embezzling town will ever be!"

The jury gasped.

"Flair, solid hit, AND a plot twist! Three more points to the defense!" the judge ruled.

Donnie was now very glad he had not been the one to plead (punch?) his own case.

"Turtle boy is against everything we stand for!" Gilby choked from inside a headlock.

"Since your treasury records show illegal trade with criminals AND many Witchtown officials who have been pocketing those funds, I'd say it's a good thing that Mr Hamato stands against you, you LOWLIFE!" Casey released the headlock, only to kick her opponent to the ground and curb stomp him.

Donnie was no longer worried.

In fact, as he watched Casey continue to kick Gilby (who had curled into a ball), he actually smiled. Perhaps the answer to science vs magic was brute force.

He had decided that when this trial was over and he and Casey had officially won, he was going to make her a fashionable Genius Built lawyer suit. He'd make it easily torn away to give her more points in style.

It was the least he could do.

[normal-internet-user]

Same thing (I don't know if the last one said 'x reader' or '& reader', but the difference is platonic versus romantic, as an fyi)

Rottmnt & female!reader where Y/N has the sort of big-sis presence April has, but she basically adopts everyone she meets, and her thing is to give them nicknames that relate to something they do or reminds her of them (and she gets mad if anyone else uses them). Torts kinda short-circuit the first time she refers to them by the given nicknames, and she doesn't even realize (but when she does, she kinda blows it off)

~Can be Raph x reader also because he would absolutely melt at a s/o as protective over his brothers as he is~

This is definitely not because I often see Raph angst and think "Nooo bubby it's ok!"

Or Donnie is Tinker. Cuz he likes tinkering

Mickey is also bubby but also lil'Mike

Leo is Baby Blue

Don't bully me this is my head it controls me I don't control it

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This is INCREDIBLE Anon! Don't worry, I'm working on your other asks, but this one CALLED to me! (I did make it romantic with Raph, because he is my favorite boy 😌.)

RISE BOYS WITH A BIG-SIS READER.

Leo:

Leo adores you.

He loves spending time with you,

And it's kinda a competition between him and Donnie to see who can keep your attention.

Raph is winning by default though.

Leo loves that even though you're like a big sister,

You nowhere near as over bearing as Raph.

But he knows you still worry,

So he trys to tone it down a bit.

He gets so genuinly happy when you laugh at his jokes.

Like he will literally, hug you everytime you laugh.

Without fail it makes his day.

As for his nickname,

He's totally not a supporter.

At least that's what he tells everyone.

"Hey, Baby Blue, help me with these boxes, will ya?"

*Dramatic sigh*

Leo goes to you for advice on things he doesn't want the others to know.

Like if he's nervous about how they'll react to something,

He'll go to you.

Because you don't judge.

You just listen, and once he's done talking,

You'll tell him what you think, and how to go about the situation.

Leo loves you, and the second you stepped into their lives, he dubbed you, "Big Sis (Name)."

Donnie:

Donnie likes having you around.

At first he was kinda apprehensive,

But the minute you took on the role of older sister, his vision kinda changed.

He enjoys spending as much time with you as possible.

Mostly because of how good you are at listening.

Never, not once, have you ever interrupted his rambling, or explainations.

You just sit there, and wait untill he's done to ask questions.

And he loves that.

That's another reason why you're the first to see a newly finished project.

Because every single time, you wait for him to stop talking,

Then you tell him how cool it is, and how proud you are, and ask questions about it.

Ngl,

The first time this happened, he teared up.

But don't worry, they were happy tears.

As for his nickname,

He is not a fan,

He will scoff everytime.

"There you are Tinkerbell! I thought I lost ya."

"Scoff!"

You didn't think I meant an actual scoff did you?

Lol.

You have to try and keep Donnie from doing stupid stuff to test his inventions.

And if you aren't there to prevent the stupidity,

You're always there to bandage him up, and scold him.

But he doesn't mind, he knows it's just because you care.

Mikey:

Mikey absolutly loves you.

Whenever you come to visit,

He'll stop whatever he's doing to give you a hug.

Doesn't matter what it is he's doing,

You will get that hug.

His favorite thing is drawing you pictures.

You have so many, you can barely see your wallpaper anymore.

But who cares?

You probably have the best decorated room in all of New York thanks to those drawings.

Mikey LOVES his nickname.

It makes him feel special.

"Where's my Little Dumpling!"

"That's me! I'm her Little Dumpling!"

Mikey does his best to impress you,

He just wants to make you proud.

So he likes to show off when your around,

And it scares the crap out of you.

Just make sure you don't turn your back for to long,

Because he will accidentally hurt himself.

You have pretty much taken on the role of mother around Mikey.

Raph:

The second, Raph met you he was whipped.

Poor boy short circuted for like a full 5 minutes.

He loves how much you care for his brothers like their your own family.

He thinks it's amazing that someone else can love them like he does.

If they ever stress him out,

He'll talk to you about it because he knows you can relate.

The two of you are pretty much parents to three extremely chaotic children.

Raph loves that you give everyone nicknames,

He thinks it's cute.

He loves his nickname,

And he gives you one of your own.

"Big Red! come help me look for my backpack, I lost it!"

"Sure thing Cutie Pie!"

Raph invites you over as often as possible.

Movie nights,

Just some regular old quality time,

Anything he can do to have you over.

He just loves spending time with you.

You two are always trying keep the younger ones from accidentaly killing themselves.

And it is not an easy feat.

But hey,

You two are trying your best.

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There you go Anon! I hope I wrote this to your liking. It's kinda rushed, but I personally love it.

[risestarkiss]

Hey, so I was thinking about your post about the Timeline Paradox Photo from the movie, and I've been turning it over in my head for a few days (I love timeline nonsense, I've spent hours on LoZ timeline theory, this is my bread and butter) and anyhow I think I figured it out actually.

So, to start, we're dealing with two timelines--the main movie timeline, and the bad future timeline, with the photo originating in the bad future timeline. First, we need to know when does the movie timeline diverge from the bad future timeline, and that would be as soon as Casey emerges from the time portal. Obviously in the bad future timeline Casey didn't exist at the time the Kraang invaded bc he wasn't born yet, so the whole "butterfly effect" thing was immediately in effect as soon as he popped out of the portal and therefore the movie timeline split off from the bad future timeline as soon as Casey shows up. This means there's a window of time from when Casey came out of the portal to when the Kraang were released from the prison dimension (or possibly later to when they summoned their main ship from the top of the tall building) for the photo to have logically been taken (since obviously no one's going to be taking wholesome family photos while the apocalypse is unfolding).

So then, let's look at the events as we know them for fact from the movie timeline. Before Casey finds April, a few things happen. First, the turtles fail to retrieve the key, but since they don't realize how important it is, they just head back to the Lair to chill for a bit. Second, April steals the vials of herbicide (er, whatever the blue goopy stuff was) from her college, and then encounters Casey. And then the rest of the movie unfolds the way it does bc Casey warns them about, y'know, the impending alien invasion and general doom of the world. Which means the team crashes the summoning party before the Kraang are able to pull out their weapons (possibly their exoskeletons? I'm thinking it's got to be the exoskeletons they were gonna try and nab, and not the main warship). Anyhow, this sets off the domino chain to lead to, well, all the other movie events.

Now, what happened then in the bad future timeline? With no Casey at that specific moment in time? My best guess is: the turtles fail to retrieve the key and head back to the Lair. April steals the herbicide from her college and then what? She's got a dangerous substance that she doesn't know a lot about, so it's possible she also heads to the Lair to have Donnie analyze it for her. And hey, she pulled off a cool ninja mission on her own and is making progress on her road to being an investigative reporter, that's something to celebrate and maybe even commemorate, so someone pulls out a camera and they all take The Group Photo (as to who's holding the camera, I mean, Donnie's got all sorts of tech that I'm sure could accommodate taking a picture of the group). Meanwhile, the Foot Clan frees the Kraang, and the Kraang are able to get their exoskeletons (again, this is a guess, but they seem much more powerful and protected w/ the exoskeletons, so), and no one is the wiser bc there was no tip off. The Kraang then make their way to the highest point in the city (big tall building who's name escapes me, sorry) and summon their main warship, which sets the apocalypse in motion. Given the lapse of time the turtles and April aren't able to react quickly enough to do anything to really stop the Kraang (and even if they could, the Kraang already have All Their Weapons)--intead, they manage to save enough survivors and go into hiding, allowing for Casey to be born and for the bad future timeline to unfold until it reaches what we get to see at the start of the movie.

So, that's my best theory for when the photo was taken and how it's not actually a true paradox or inconsistency. Actually, it could even double (or triple) as a really poetic bit of narrative writing, since future-Leo draws the image of the key that will release the Kraang on the back of the photo, the photo is an image of the people who are key to stopping the Kraang, and if the photo was taken/created on the day that everything started, then it might be a sort of temporal key to help Mikey's mystic powers guide Casey backwards in time to the exact day the photo was originally taken so that he could try and change the future.

Sorry for the really long anon ask, I'm super new to tmnt and am still getting a feel for things, so I was a bit too shy to just write this all out in a reblog of your original post. But I love your blog, thanks for writing all these fun analyses!

I’ve been thinking this over as well + having some great discussions on the original post. 😁 I completely agree with the divergence of the timelines happening once Casey comes out of the portal, and I do think that the happy family photo would have been interrupted by Casey’s appearance. But yeah, your explanation makes complete sense.

The twist on the key on the photo is such an interesting take!   Thanks so much for the insight and welcome to the fandom 😊! Aww, it’s my pleasure. I love these silly little guys 😄💜

[britt-kageryuu]

At the Purple Dragons, Genius Built Tech Workshop~ A.K.A The Dragons Den!

The former Purple Dragons are working on their current projects, making some prototypes, programming some new apps, playing Rock, Paper, Scissors on who takes the call for Tech Support. The usual day working under their former Enemy and Current Employer.

Though this changed up when Kendra asked for some more work, and ended up becoming the one to run the official VTurtles! clips channel. Kendra had been pretty annoyed until Donnie presented her with the contract for this new job on top of her current work.

Who was she to turn away having more money added to her paycheck?

The only downside was just going over the streams for good material, which meant she would tend to listen to the VODs while working on other stuff. And making notes on what would be good parts to edit together, and what effects to add.

Jeremy and Jason were at first a bit jealous that Kendra was getting more work, but then realized she would has less free time between projects. The VODs can get pretty long, especially the random insomnia streams.

They had all customized their Mini Turtle Droids to act as helpers, and help them keep track of time mainly. The three are only considered cousins of Shelldon and River, but not as equipped for the extensive AI updates of the originals.

"How mad would Othello be if we set up our own VTuber thing? Pretend to be a VTurtles manager. Like how that one company has a manager also be a VTuber?" Jason asked with some hesitation, not really sure about the idea himself.

"Nah, it would be a lot to do on top of the big projects on schedule." Jeremy answers while he was working with a later prototype of the AR Glasses, "Even if we already have models in the system, Othello hasn't told us what they are for. And if we misused them, well we might get fewer projects sent our way."

Jason paused and quickly turns to Jeremy with a frantic look, "Wait, we already have models?! Like fully rigged and everything?!"

Jeremy just raises an eyebrow, before bringing something up on his computer, "Yeah. Found them pretty shortly after we got moved here. Did you really not check out the files we have access to? Way to lose some Purple Dragons Pride."

On the screen are to open files labeled P.D. Jace, P.D. Jer, and P.D. Ken, all three show 3D models of winged humanoid Purple Themed Dragons of different body types. Each file also has a sub section labeled 'Preset Outfits'.

Before they could continue with a slight freak out, Donnie comes in talking to a camera being carried by Shelldon, with River running around to move anything that might trip him.

"And here are the Top Three Techs in this department. Now don't think you'll get their true identities, I made models to hide that. And I know you want to question why Purple_Wyvern is here. She works for GB, and yes she's paid extra for the Clipper Stuff." Donnie kinda rambles while showing some of the workshop.

Kendra pauses what's she doing to glare at Donnie, but lets her droid join the other two as they go greet their older cousins.

"And greetings you three. Are you having a good time in the Dragons Den?" Donnie leans back, while swiveling his head, to ask the three droids.

The three were a mix of chatter and digital chirps, trading head bonks with River, and Shelldon, then going to almost ram into Donnies head in excitement.

"Calm down, and go back to helping the Dragons. Okay you three we'll do individual interviews later if you want. This is going to be just a prerecorded section I'm going to add to a stream later. Now to head to the next location! Leo is you please?!" Donnie doesn't wait for any of them to answer, and just leaves through a blue portal like he didn't just randomly disrupt them briefly.

"Well that might explain why we have premade models." Jeremy says with a bit of bewilderment. "To hide our identities with the AR filters."

Jason meanwhile was freaking out for a new reason, "Did you hear what he said?! He called us the 'Top Three Techs'!!" He collapsed onto his chair from the rush of what happened in such a short time.

Kendra just scoffed, "Of course we are. The other techs in this company don't get their own workshop. They're in a different warehouse in a different burrough." She gives her droid some pets after it returns to her station, "And I know they don't have personal AI bots to work with, just a couple lone bots that Othello with control remotely to check on things." She starts back up she was working on, "Now back to work, Othello sent word that we get to show off the new tech on the next company broadcast."

The two follow her lead, after closing the files with the models on them, and get back to work. With some effort from Jason because of just the wild 10 minutes of rushed chaos.

Just another exciting day in the Dragons Den.

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Masterpost

Was a bit bored and thought 'I should write some more behind the scenes types posts' for my AU.

The three droids don't really have names yet. I can't figure what the Dragons would name them.

[uzumaki-rebellion]

Sinner & Saint: Creed III Chapter 9

Need to catch up? Of course you do. Masterlist HERE.

"Woke up this morning Found my peace of mind Finally, I can say to you That I, feel good this morning No, I can't deny So finally I can lay with you And feel, feel the pleasure Finally do what lovers do, with you, babe Ride for two Don't you know, oh So we (so we) can roll how we want to, yeah

Set fire to the fucking pavement They bound to drown so they can't relate And just do what I say, do what I say, no My baby got her own fuckin' ways now Tellin' y'all she ain't fuckin' playin', ay Ain't need no problems from her man I know she ain't worried (she ain't worried)"

Terrace Martin – "This Morning (feat. Arin Ray and Smino)"

She moved through the crowd like a silent wind through chimes that tinkled once she blew past. Her steps were assured, eyes laser sharp on who she needed to speak to on his behalf.

Damian watched in awe as Athena worked the packed penthouse filled with stars, sports influencers, executives, groupies, agents, managers, lawyers, and riff raff. He drank a few shots, gobbled up some hors d'oeuvres, and kept near his new boss. A few women checked him out and tried making conversation with him. He acted polite, answered very few questions about his connection to Athena and rested in the cut letting her lead everything. Feeling out of place once more, his brooding appearance seemed to attract even more women as the party continued through the night. Bianca excused herself and he realized that the penthouse they partied in was not the one Donnie and his family stayed in. Smart.

"Damian, this is Karl Gaston and Alessandro Beyna. Karl is a regional wealth advisor in the Cayman Islands and Alessandro handles investments there," Athena said.

Damian shook their hands and tried to look friendly. Athena tossed back her hair and placed a hand on his arm.

"Damian will soon be signing with my brother's company and I'll be working out some portfolio plans for him. He's going to need people that can take care of his money for future investments," Athena said.

The two white men nearly salivated listening to her. Athena had his pockets lined up with imaginary money. The two men would laugh him out of the hotel if they knew the total amount of cash he had in his paltry bank account at that moment. He rolled with her flow, keeping stoic in their presence. Business cards were exchanged with him and not Athena. She directed all the power to him turning into his conduit for all transactions in the place. Women were bolder, grabbing his attention with flirty banter and hungry stares. Nothing was subtle. He spent a moment alone with Athena in the back of the main room, until Donnie caught up with them. They took pictures together with hired photographers documenting the party for Donnie. It didn't take long for the champ to shoehorn his way between himself and Athena. She allowed it, a sly grin on her face as she joined a group of women.

"She's in her zone," Donnie said, glancing at his sister.

"Half the shit she says to the people goes over my head," Damian said.

"Wheeling and dealing."

"She's good. Knows a ton of people here."

"She'll keep the sharks away. For now, enjoy the anonymity," Donnie said.

Damian looked Donnie in the eye.

"You two a thing?" Donnie asked.

"Business partners."

Damian walked away before Donnie could flap his gums about anything else. Athena was a grown ass woman. Her baby brother wasn't about to lecture him on hooking up with her. She reached for Damian's hand and pulled him toward a young Black man with hooded eyes and a garish haircut to his permed blonde hair.

"Dame this is Raven X, stylist to the stars. I'm setting up an appointment for you two to get together back in L.A."

Raven X raked his eyes up and down Damian's physique.

"What are you looking for, Bad Boy tease or elegant showman?" Raven X said.

Athena tilted her head and squinted at Damian.

"I'm thinking future champion. I want his fits so crisp that they cut people in the eyes just by looking at him," she said.

Raven X nodded and stared at the top of Damian's head.

"Great head of hair. Formidable face. I'll give you a sexy fucking gladiator," Raven X said.

"I like it. Talk soon," Athena said.

She led Damian to the door.

"We're leaving?" he asked.

"Yep. Never be the last to leave the room. Smells of desperation."

"Where you two goin'?"

Donnie's blaring voice stopped their escape. Athena leveled her gaze at her brother.

"Damian's had a long night. He needs rest. We have meetings back in L.A. the moment we touch down," Athena said.

"When can I be looped in?"

Donnie's eyes flicked back and forth between them.

"We'll be in touch," Athena said.

She touched Damian's arm and he moved past her.

"Congratulations on everything tonight," Damian threw over his shoulder.

Donnie's expression appeared bewildered as they left the suite.

"Don't worry, I'll have terms and conditions lined up for you before we meet with my brother. You and I have to decide what trajectory you want for your career the next eighteen months."

"I just need some good fights lined up."

"You need more than that. We have to cultivate an image, create buzz with a catchy name—"

"Diamond Dame"

"What?"

"Diamond Dame is what I went by before I was in the pen."

They slipped into a private elevator and went up two floors. Athena eyed him from head to toe. She touched the collar of his shirt.

"Hmmm, Diamond Dame. With Raven's capable hands, you just might live up to that name. I like it. Classy. Rolls off the tongue."

"Yeah?" he said, moving in closer to her.

The elevator doors opened and Athena jumped back from him like water hitting hot grease. Mary Anne Creed stood in front of the opening dressed in a linen two-piece suit.

"Ma," Athena squeaked out. "Where are you going?"

"Well, Amara is fast asleep and Bianca is back in their suite. I'm free to go do a little gambling on the house. Where are you two headed?"

"We just came from Donnie's party."

Mary Anne checked her vintage diamond Cartier watch.

"It's not even midnight. Still early for his celebration to end," Mary Anne said with a lifted eyebrow.

"Damian and I have some business to discuss. I'm his new manager."

"Manager…?"

Athena gripped Damian's arm and pulled him out of the lift and away from her mother.

"Yes. Enjoy throwing money away," Athena called over her shoulder.

Damian glanced back at Donnie's adoptive mother. Mary Anne's sharp eyes cut into him despite the feigned pleasant look she tried to maintain.

Athena dug into her clutch and pulled out a keycard and tapped it against her suite. She led him to a busy-looking work station set up on the room's mahogany desk. Pushing back the executive chair, she plopped down and pointed to a side chair for him to pull up next to her. A laptop came to life from the touch of her hand and onscreen she had a detailed prospective typed up with his name all over it. She scrolled through several pages and stopped at one particular page.

"You whipped this all up today before the fight?" he asked.

"I'm always prepared to snatch up talent. This is just a mock up to give you an idea of what I can do. You don't have to sign anything now."

She tapped the enter key and a printer behind the laptop hummed to life and began printing up several sheets of paper. When the printer spit out the last page, Athena compiled them all and stapled two separate stacks. She handed him a copy and he listened to her go over every detail on ten full pages. His brain grew foggy with all the terminology, but he listened intently, trusting her completely. After forty minutes, she poured them both fresh glasses of water from the mini-bar and paced in front of him.

"Boxing needs excitement again, and they love an underdog story. The key is, they grow tired of that scenario after a few years. I think we should play up your background, but involve you back in your community. Do some volunteer work and talks at juvie facilities. See Donnie was able to coast on being our father's lost child, but he's been pampered and trained by a legend. Rocky isn't around anymore and now that my brother is retiring—"

"He's quitting?"

Athena gave a dismissive wave of her hand.

"Donnie is old news. His era is over. His mistake was calling himself Hollywood. The connotations made him seem elitist after awhile. Even when he won the championship, people still saw him as a privileged athlete, a nepo baby lucky enough to have my daddy's genes and access to the best that no one else did. With you—"

"I call myself Diamond, that's not elitist?"

"Not with your narrative. You were the lost jagged rock in the cold, cruel mine that became a diamond in the rough. A long prison bid and a hard-luck come-back story outshines a rich, spoiled pretty boy tale any day."

"Donnie didn't have it so easy before he was adopted by your mom."

"Is that what he told you?"

"He stayed in a group home, was in and out of foster care…"

The look on Athena's face made him clam up tight. She rested a soft hand on his shoulder.

"One of these days, I'm going to tell you about your little friend," she said.

"Tell me now. I have all night."

"No. Tonight, you will read over this contract, my mission statement for you, and you'll look for a contract lawyer on your own to go over my paperwork before you sign with me."

Damian rolled his eyes and pushed out of his seat realizing he wasn't getting any nookie.

"Don't pout. Business first, pleasure later," she said, pointing to the door.

He ambled out of her suite with his lips in a pout. She crossed her arms.

"I've got an amazing view of the strip. Champagne on ice…"

His words didn't move her.

"Goodnight Diamond Dame."

She closed the door in his face.

"I can't believe she gave me homework," he said, shuffling off to the elevator clutching onto precious papers that would elevate his life.

Back in his suite he placed the preliminary contract on the end of his bed and stripped out of his clothes. He showered, brushed and flossed his teeth before slipping into black satin sleep shorts. He grabbed a fresh bottle of chilled champagne from the suite's mini fridge and popped it open. A knock at his door surprised him. He put the champagne on the low table near the couch and padded over to the door, peeking through the keyhole. He grinned.

Opening the door he gave Athena a wide smile. She wore a thin purple overcoat and opened it for him. Underneath was a red sheer teddy that displayed everything that his mind imagined from the moment he met her.

"Hello," she purred.

She touched his chest with her index finger and pushed him back inside his suite, shutting the door behind her.

"I thought I was supposed to read over my paperwork," he teased.

"Oh you are…let's just say I'm your paperwork and I want you to enter into this contract," she said.

She dropped the coat on the floor and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"You're full of surprises," he said.

"Get used to it Diamond Dame."

He lifted Athena up in his arms and kissed her while he carried her toward his sleeping area. He kicked away the contract papers and placed her on the bed. Getting on his knees he wedged himself between her open thighs and cradled her face with his hands.

"I can't believe you're real sometimes," he said.

Her eyes flicked away as her dazzling smile blessed him once more, but he held her chin forcing her to look directly at him.

"You're the best thing to happen to me in my life, Athena. That means a lot to a man like me in the situation I'm in. I don't know what you see in me to make you give me so much."

"I see a champion who deserves a second chance at the title."

"Is it just that? Or is it about besting Donnie too?"

She touched his hand and pulled it away from her face.

"Me and Donnie are a complicated pair…and yeah, spoiling his plans for you is a part of it."

"Plans for me?"

"Controlling your narrative to protect his. By keeping you from being under his thumb I can take you to the heights that no other boxer has been. I see a documentary, a tv series, fashion, and more for your future. A fallen hero returning to his roots and taking over more than just the boxing world. My father's life was cut short from reaching his full potential. I plan on taking you far Damian Anderson."

"What's in it for you?"

"Everything."

She kissed him. Her warm, wet mouth overwhelmed him into submission on his knees. Athena stole his heart as she kissed him, their tongues soft and gentle together.

He stood up when the carpet became too scratchy for his knees. His erection comically saluted her forehead. Athena laughed and hooked her fingers into his satin shorts, pulling them off and freeing his heavy dick. Dropping to her knees, she licked the tip like it was a sweet chocolate lollipop and he nearly blew his load all over his face. Goddamn she was like a gorgeous Black Barbie doll. The dreamy pin-up girl guys beat their meat to in a fantasy world they would never see become reality. Athena was a nasty girl too, spitting and slurping all over the wide head. She licked below his frenulum and the sensitive skin there had him groaning her name.

"Athena…Athena…"

She offered her tongue and Damian squeezed pre-cum there in thick rivulets. He tilted his neck and stroked under the thick ridge of his dick, watching her pucker and kiss his slit where more clear fluid spilled onto her glossy red lips. She began throating his erection with gusto, keeping her eyes on him. He wanted to nut on her face so bad, but thought it would be too rude and aggressive for their first time together. His dick became a hot and heavy saber in his hand and he was desperate to chop down the beauty before him.

"Such a pretty face," he murmured, touching her cheek.

"You want to cum on it, don't you?"

Athena's words were so seductive and her tone was so full of lust and desire that he couldn't hold back.

"Fuck…!"

They both watched his big dick throb in his hand and spurt thick creamy semen all across the bridge of her nose and all over her lips. Athena snapped her eyes shut and slanted her head back so more of his cum could drench the side of her face. Before he could apologize for nutting unexpectedly, she wrapped her lips around his meat and sucked another nut right out. His mouth became a tight line as he held her head and helped her gobble up his dick with spectacular deep throating. He had to tap out when she fondled his balls trying to milk him for more.

She swallowed and smacked her lips.

"You have a lot of cum," she said with wet sticky lips.

She stared at his dick. It was still erect and pointing at her messy face. She took off her cute teddy and waltzed to his bathroom. Two minutes later she returned with a fresh face without cum all over it. He stayed mesmerized by the bounce of her breasts and admired her amazing figure.

"My turn," she said, pushing him down on the bed.

She climbed over his body and planted her sopping wet pussy on his lips. Every lick he gave her, he stopped to look at her slippery labia and the soft pink of her pussy. He sucked on her clit like it was a delicate berry and her keening sighs let him know he was doing the job she wanted. He gripped her thighs and held her down tight, smothering his mouth against her entire vulva.

"Yes, baby, eat my pussy…oh Damian, you're eating it so good," she panted, grinding down on his fleshy lips.

She reached behind and fisted his dick while he feasted on the sweetest pussy he ever tasted in his life. The scent between her thighs was heavenly and he inserted his tongue inside of her sweet pink walls. Athena bounced on his tongue and cursed him for how good he was. He flipped her over and nestled his face between her legs, pinning them down to control her movement. She whimpered and gazed at his wide tongue slathering her vulva. He switched up and flicked the tip of his tongue against her clit and she threw an arm over her eyes, unable to watch his entire mouth do a praise dance all over her sensitive nerve endings. His tongue spelled out his name all over her labia and clit, claiming her for himself.

"Ohmigod…Damian…I'm cumming baby! You're making me cum all in your mouth…oh God!"

Her thighs snapped around his head and he hung on, keeping his thick lips pressed against her clit giving it small circles. His head and neck rocked and rolled with all of her flailing limbs on the bed. She was strong so he had to put some muscle on her to keep her from flying across the room with her orgasm. He pinched the tips of her nipples and she cursed him yet again with her thighs shaking uncontrollably.

It took a few minutes for her body to simmer back down and he made note that she was multi-orgasmic. He felt like a lucky sonofabitch.

"I was not expecting that," she huffed out. "You can go for a long time. Jesus!'

Damian raised his body up to be closer to her on the bed. She was covered in sweat and strands of her hair clung to her cheeks in damp ringlets. Brushing back her hair, Athena rolled over to lay her head against his chest. They cuddled quietly, watching the lights of the strip twinkling their seductive call to gamble and dance. When her breathing settled, they kissed and he fondled her breasts. Her eyes became glassy and her gently fingered her pussy, watching her expression to learn what she liked for research purposes. He liked nice plump titties and a tight pussy. She had both. His calloused fingers created the perfect friction she needed and he pleasured her vulva and slick walls until her pussy clenched around his two curled fingers.

"That's my good girl," he said, gazing at her beautiful face as her mouth dropped open from the intense release. "My dick will feel even better once you let me put it in this pretty pussy."

He looked at the bald shiny vulva of her Brazilian wax and his mouth watered. He'd never had a hairless pussy before. It didn't even feel real and he was captivated by the smooth slickness.

"Will you let me nut all over this pussy?"

Athena's mouth still gaped open and his words had her pussy throbbing all over his fingers.

"I'll take that as a yes," he said. "So tight and wet. Can I make a big ole mess inside of here too?"

"Oh!"

Athena almost collapsed on herself riding out her wave of pleasure.

"I know this pussy will squeeze my big dick so good."

He moved his fingers a little to extend her release and pressed his thumb into her clit hard.

"I'll smack these big nuts against that ass too…make you cum all over my balls."

She was like putty in his hands. He pulled out his fingers and licked them. God she tasted even better than before. How was that possible? He allowed her to rest while he kissed and licked her all over, sucking on her toes while he played with his dick for her. Her eyes traced every part of his body and the lust she had for it was quite evident. He felt the same way about hers. They were built for each other.

After caressing her curves and valleys, he pulled her on top of him to feel skin on skin warmth. Her hair fanned out all across his neck and he sniffed the fragrant hair oil she coated her tresses with. Jasmine and maybe rose oil mixed in.

They both fell asleep until the morning sun rose up, the light falling across their naked bodies like a cozy yellow blanket.

Athena slid down his chest and engulfed the head of his penis in wet warmth, bobbing her head while he touched her hair. He said nothing when she climbed on top of him and slid her pussy down his length unsheathed. Her eyes didn't have desire or lust in them anymore…no, something else more powerful watched him as she went up and down on him so slow that his toes curled. His dick had her pussy stretched and talking. She had his shaft shiny and bewitched and once she started gyrating around and kissing his neck, he was mentally gone. God had to be looking out for him to bring her into his life.

Damian sat up and held Athena close. They rocked together on the bed face to face, staring into each other's eyes within a protective fortress of lovemaking. The world outside had vanished and there was only bliss for them inside. He would do anything this woman asked him to do for the rest of his days on earth.

"Fuck…Athena…"

Her ass cheeks felt slippery and wet from their natural lubrication flowing so freely on his lap. He was on the verge of ejaculating.

"'Bout to cum…"

She held the nape of his neck and pressed her forehead against his.

"Cum in my pussy," she whispered into his mouth.

"You sure?"

"Please. I want to feel you cumming inside me."

He groaned and thrust up into her faster, simply luxuriating in the snug hold she had on his dick. He lifted her by her hips and spread his legs more to get deeper inside.

"Don't ever leave me, Damian," she whispered.

He bucked into her hard and clasped her back with anchoring arms as a powerful flow surged from his balls and through his dick.

"I'd never leave you, Athena…you're my woman…"

She cried out and he shouted with her as his orgasm raced after hers.

"Oh my fucking God!" he hollered into her neck as hard throbs pushed hot cum into her pussy.

His body jerked several times and she trembled in his arms. Gasping together in a tangle of arms and legs and loving words, Damian and Athena shocked their own senses with the passion of their sex. She pulled away from him and sat back on her rump. He looked at her vulva. Her inner labia were plump and spread wide. Her pink opening still had the round gaping cavern of where his dick stretched her. Some of his creamy white semen spilled out in a gush. She played with it, smearing it all over her labia and clit.

He stroked her thigh.

"You can consider all that my signature for our contract," he said.

She laughed and held her labia open for him to see the continuous running trail of cum he put in her.

"It's so warm in my pussy," she said.

He snuggled up to her and they kissed for a long time before his stomach grumbled. Damian ordered room service for them and he had everything set up after Athena showered and walked out wearing one of his clean t-shirts. A full Creole-styled breakfast with champagne and cranberry juice was eaten on the bed. There was no rush to be anywhere. Athena's family was busy doing their own thing inside their suites. They ate their fill and snuggled under the covers together, letting the air-conditioner run giving them an excuse to spoon in body heat.

By noon Damian had his dick back inside of her raw under the covers, hitting it from his side with her back pressed into him. He whispered the filthiest things in her ear and fucked her like he missed her, like she had been waiting for him to get out of prison. Athena took that dick and choked it with her pussy. He fucked her within an inch of her life like he had something to prove. Damian put it down so good that she started sobbing and begged him to fuck her harder. He had vacillated between gentle and hard lovemaking, and Athena seemed to enjoy both ways, but her tears ushered in a pistoning of his hips to give her what she wanted.

Shoving her face down on top of the covers, he kept his hand on her neck and slammed into her perky ass. His back shots kept her cheeks clapping and his balls slapping. He glanced across the room at the mirrored closet doors and locked eyes with Athena. She watched him power drill into her with the happiest expression on her face. He slapped her ass hard several times and those round brown cheeks bounced in his palm like jello.

Damian wondered if she was one of those types that liked the idea of fucking a nigga fresh out the pen. She liked the way he talked dirty to her, his aggression exciting her with those tight pussy clenches she gave him. Didn't they say good girls always liked fucking with bad boys until they married a good boy later in life once they got all that illicitness out of their system?

Nah. Athena wasn't the good boy type. She knew how to talk greasy to people using fancy big words. He witnessed that at Donnie's celebration party. Beneath her perfect society princess façade was a gangster at heart. She had a cunning ruthlessness hidden under the calm, calculated exterior. Watching her face as he clapped her cheeks he recognized what she needed in a man. Someone who could control her in bed. Make her submit. Those tears weren't just from pleasure: she cried because she found the one man who could dominate her soul.

She arched her back and he pressed his hands lower on her spine. He circled his waist and she bit the covers and clawed the sheets. He spanked her with enough force to make her head jolt forward.

"Look at me," he demanded.

She turned her head and her dewy eyes stared back at him.

"Throw my pussy on this dick."

Her eyes widened at him claiming her pussy as his. A sparkle of joy glinted off her dark irises. He smacked her left ass cheek when she didn't move fast enough. Halting his thrusts, Damian looked down at her ass.

"That wasn't a suggestion," he said.

He didn't need to raise his voice, just shifted the tone the way he did when he was in prison and another inmate wanted to bother him out in the yard just to test him. They always found out that his soft controlled timbre could be backed up with brutal force. Athena picked up on that and jiggled her backside, sliding off his dick to position herself better before sliding back on his stiffness.

"Like that?" she asked.

Damn she fucked good. How many lames had she wasted prime pussy on before him? She chewed on her bottom lip until she had the best rhythm going for him and he grunted each time her cheeks slapped against his hard body.

"Is that good for you?" she cooed.

He didn't answer and that encouraged her to show out for him to get a reaction. His balls ached to cum.

"Fuck that shit Athena…"

She wiggled and he closed his eyes.

"Bitch, I said fuck this dick."

He pushed her face down again, had her body all the way on her stomach and started pounding her in that position until she screamed into the pillow her final orgasm of the day with him. The tight rings of her pussy tugging on his dick gave him permission to flood her with another eruption of semen. He dropped onto her back gulping all the air he could to help him tumble over next to her in a weakened heap.

Athena rolled against him again and clutched onto his chest, her fingernails softly circling the hairs around his left nipple.

"We gotta take a break," he said, "I know your pussy is sore because I was wearing that thang out."

She chuckled.

"I haven't been fucked this well in a long time," she said.

"Just well?"

"We have to go a few more times to see if this was just first time luckiness, or if my back will forever be blown out by you."

"Forever?" he said, looking down at her face.

"Is this a one and done, Damian?"

The hesitation in her voice proved to him that she had met her match and didn't want it to slip through her fingers.

"No one will ever take your place, Athena. Hear me? You're my angel."

Her eyes welled up, and she cried.

"Hey…hey…baby…," he said cuddling her closer.

"You're the one thing I have in my life right now that's just all mine," she said. "I don't want to lose that."

"I ain't going nowhere. Hey…look at me…I'm here for the long haul. You're the head that turns this body. When I get into the ring again, I'm going to bring you boxing heads on a platter until I prove all of your faith in me. You're the only person who stepped out on my behalf to help me without question. From day one. I have to repay you for that."

"What happens after you become champion?"

"Whatever we want."

He held her tight until she fell asleep in his arms, assuring her that they were a united team.

"It's you and me against the world, Athena," he whispered into her ear as she slumbered.

Chapter 10 HERE.

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A one shot of Donnie x female reader

Reader is getting annoyed by this one classmate who keep asking her out and whenever she refuses he says " you're in love you just don't realize it ", until one day he take a sensitive picture of her and blackmail her to come with him in his apartment, that where Donnie explode and decide to take things into his hands.

The reason Donnie hadn't step in was because reader thought this 'classmate' wasn't worth the trouble until it escalated to this.

Purple Vengeance

Donnie x fem!reader

Warnings: aged up characters, stalker, inappropriate photos, blackmail, vengeance, happy ending

A/N: Donnie is probably the best person to go to in this situation. Bad guy's name is Ransom just cause. Please note that there are disturbing themes, please be careful!

You went to the lair, in search of your purple branded boyfriend. Partially because you had homework you didn't understand and he was always able to make it make sense... And because you needed to vent about some guy who kept hitting on you, not taking 'no' as an answer. It had been going on for a few months, you tried to just ignore him, but today he said something that made you feel sick.

"You're in love with me, you just don't realize it." Ransom's words echoed in your head. There was something malicious about it. Creepy, unsettling, dispiteous. You had to tell Donnie, hopefully he'd know if some way to keep Random away from you.

"Hey, Donnie?" You knock on the door of his lab, peeking in.

"You got out of class early!" Donnie smiles, spinning in his chair to face you. His smile turns into a frown, eyebrows drawn down. "Is everything okay?"

"No..." You almost burst into tears, you were scared. You walked over to him.

"Darling, tell me everything." He grabs your hands, pulling you into his lap.

You told him. He nodded, he knew about Ransom and his antics. Donnie made a plan, he would put something on your phone so you could tell him if you were being followed. It'd ping your location and he could come help you.

It worked... For a while, a few weeks past. Ransom kept bothering you, but he made no attempt to follow you back to your dorm. Or so you thought.

You got a text from a random number with pictures from the street, you were naked. You knew it was Ransom. It had to be, no one else paid you much attention. He threatened to share the photos if you didn't go out with him, but he was generous enough to give you till morning to decide.

"He had pictures of me." You cried into your phone. "He said he'd share them..."

"Let me handle this... Okay?" Donnie spits, you could hear the absolute rage in his voice. "I'll be over in a little, promise."

30 minutes later, Donnie stood in front of your door with his purple hoodie and some black pants. He squeezed past you. He looked around your dorm and then pulled you into a tight hug.

He stayed the night.

In the morning, you were called to the Dean's office. You walk in seeing Ransom, 2 police officers, 2 people you could only assume were Ransom's parents, and a few other girls. The Dean invited you to sit with the other women and he told you how he received information that Ransom had been blackmailing multiple girls on campus by taking inappropriate pictures of them without their knowledge.

Donnie was worried about leaving you alone, especially since Ransom's dorm was just across the courtyard. You cried... A lot, He wasn't sure what to do or say, but he held you.

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You all showed the texts you received, with the phone number and threats still attached. Ransom's photo album was investigated and found to have the same photos, but taken earlier than any of you had received them. Meaning this was all premeditated. On top of the fact that the phone number you received the threats was infact his own.

He was expelled. His parents disowned him. And... He went to prison.

You and the other girls were excused from classes for the day.

You went back to your dorm, you needed to talk to Donnie. Thankfully he was sitting on your bed still.

"Is everything okay?" He asks.

"You..." You tried to find words to tell him how relieved you were. "You... Did this?"

"After he's put away, I set it up to make sure all the photos - even the other girls' - will be permanently deleted." He shrugged. "There will be nothing to scavenge for."

"Thank you." You kiss his snout.

"You're not upset?" Donnie questions.

"Why would I be mad? He's gone. He can't hurt me anymore."

What Donnie didn't tell you is that he went a little rage crazy. Ransom's boss, coworkers, friends, all of his family, and whole hometown know what he's done. Plus, everytime a future employer tries to look up Ransom, they'll not only see his criminal record, but a list of all the things he did (since he's just going to jail for blackmail).

[hypocriticaltypwriter]

Tamsin Centric ROTTMNT Fan Episode Ideas! 🍊🍒

Episode Idea #1: The Twitch

The turtles are planning a surprise birthday party for April and have to keep in under wraps for nearly the entire day. They decide to tell Tamsin their little scheme, but instead of being totally thrilled, she's panicking.

Tamsin can't keep secrets well... AT ALL. It's not cause she's a bad liar, or her poker face is terrible, no... It's far worse. One of her eyes twitch rapidly, and only when she lies to April would catch in so quick if she found out. So the whole episode plays out with either herself trying to hide it from April or the guys helping her hide it. It all ends in sappy stuff of course, Tamsin can't take it anymore and the cats out of the bag- only to find out April knew all along since while the guys were trying to make Tamsin look fine- they forgot to hide their totally fibbing-selves.

But she's grateful for all the work and effort they did just for her, and she was still so happy about the surprise.

Episode Idea #2: Quite A Shell Shock

After a major incident when one of Tamsin's Co-workers forgets they their pet turtle at work due to having noone be able to pet-sit, Tamsin has to take care of it by bringing it back home to the owner.

It goes fine... From her perspective, but we see as an oozesquito lands on her without her knowledge, as she walks home perfectly fine and goes to bed.

We cut to the guys spending their day like normal, all lounging around, until something at the entrance catches their attention, harsh whispering for them to come over. The voice is only who they can recognize as Tamsin, looking at he clnfusedly as she wears quite the apparel of like twenty jackets and large sweatpants.

They think it's odd until she reveals what's happened to her - she's now a turtle! The guys are, of course, shocked, and the worst is they have no clue what to do as she begs to be changed back. But there I'd one person who knows... Barron Draxxum!

The whole plot of the episode takes place in the mystic city as Draxxum sends them their, saying it's the only place they'll find a mystic object for him to use and help her transform back into human.

The whole time, the guys show Tamsin how to use her new abilities and some of the cool things that come with being a turtle, making Tamsin start feeling unsure about a few things in herself.

Once they get this so-called articfact, they are ready to change her back, but Tamsin stops them. She says as much as she loves to be turned back, she can't help but feel like being a turtle should be a new life she should accept! Without it, she feels like she'd just be some other human again and maybe feel less a part of their family.

The guys are quick to tell her she could have been turned into a tiny little worm for all they cared. She'll be their best friend no matter what she looks like. They have a little group hug, all the sweet stuff, and head back to turn her into a human again.

Episode Idea #3: Oh, The Drama!

Tamsin is planning to perform a song for her Highschools talent show coming up and asks if the guys would be able to join April in watching her.

They of course agree- but once they realize they'll have to go under disguise the whole episode focuses on each of them trying to figure out/find the perfect disguises to hide all the turtle, while Tamsin goes on about how excited she is since her parents would be in town for the first time in a month just to see her sing!

After a whole goosechase and some sillies, they end up being able to find some disguises and are on their way to watch Tamsin!

What I didn't explain at the beginning of this is that Tamsin and Donnie were the ones mostly focused on in this episode. Donnie begins to feel just a tiny bit annoyed as Tamsin follows him around talking about her parents and how excited she was that they decided to come see her, and how proud they were going to be when they saw her. She constantly trails behind him, going on and on to a point where it's obvious Donnie wants to hear nothing about it anymore, but keeps his mouth shut, cause in his words when Raph asked what was up: "As long as it keeps me from hearing her practice singing, I'll take it."

So, as the talents show begins, Donnie's already just a bit miffed, it only worsens as April shows up a bit worried, explaining to the guys that Tamsin refuses to get on stage for some reason she won't call April about- but she's next in the performance.

All the brothers show their concern, of course, but are a bit surprised, especially Donnie when April asks him to go find her. He complains and asks why him- only to get sassed about how she likes him, and he's the only other person who could probably get her out of this weird funk.

He agrees (I'll admit a bit grumpy) and begins to search for her through the school, finding her backstage as the people before her finish up their act.

Donnie ignores the fact she's sitting on the ground, hiding her face in her knees curled up to her chest, arms tightly folded around them. He speaks a bit harshly about how it's quite uncouth that she's not preparing more for this moment. After all,'her parents would be soooo proud when they say her'

But before Donnie can rant anymore, Tamsin cuts him off, saying they weren't there. He blinks in alarm, asking to come again confusedly.

She doesn't say anything, only reaching to grab her phone and show it to him.

The screen lights up, and Donnie reads the text before him, his anger washing away instantly. Tamsins parents had completely bailed on the last second, leaving her with a simple 'Hey Hun! Sorry we won't make it to see you tonight for your little talent thing. You know how to work here in L.A. is, but me and your father are sure you'll do well! Kisses <3'

The text would have probably been fine. If Tamsin didn't say that was the seventh time she's seen that exact text in the past two months. Her hand curls back up as she goes on, saying how her she should've expected this to happen and to never get her hopes up for parents who completely forgot about her whole existence. Donnie has sat next to her on the ground at this point, listening to her.

There'd be a bit of silence before Donnie speaks up, causing Tamsin to peek her head from out of her arms. Donnie goes on to explain he doesn't really understand what she's going through due to always having his siblings and father there to support him in most of his stunts, but he does understand that desire to seek out parental praise, especially when you feel you deserve it for all your hard work.

As she fully reveals her face, relaxing to the same sitting pose he has, Donnie goes on, saying while her parents may not be here, her family is out in the audience right now, waiting to watch her totally steal this show.

So, with those words of encouragement, Tamsin reluctantly prepares to go on next, asking Donnie if he was going to join his family in the crowd, to which he says he won't be able to compete as her number one fan down there, so he's going to cheer from off backstage.

So Tamsin performs a song, it goes well, making her happier than ever, seeing the guys and April all cheering as she hurries back stage, seeing Donnie clapping with an amused smile.

Seeing the look on her face, he rolls his eyes, opening his arms to let her know, yes, she could hug him, which she quickly obliges, nearly knocking him down.

[misteria247]

Some Oroku siblings time but Leopril addition:

When April had first met the elusive Shadow of the Foot clan, she'd hadn't liked him very much. Anyone who was apart of the Foot clan was bad news in April's book, they were a threat to her second family and that alone made her uneasy with them. It didn't help that she couldn't get a good read on him. The ninja clothed in black was an enigma, completely unreadable and incredibly skilled with his twin blades. He rarely spoke, only quietly struck whenever Karai needed him to. And for awhile her dislike towards the ninja stuck with her.

Until the day Mikey had came to her looking unsure for the first time that she'd known him.

It was then that a bomb had been dropped on April.

That Mikey, Raph and Donnie had an older brother who had gone missing when they were incredibly young due to the Kraang. That Splinter not only had a daughter that he grieved over, but a son as well. A son and brother that they all believed to be dead.

A brother and son who was actually alive, and who was none other than the Shadow of the Foot clan. Karai's partner in crime, and one of Shredder's most skilled warriors. A brother and son who had been raised by none other than the Shredder himself, making him an Oroku.

Afterwards April's view on the other ninja had changed quite a bit after that knowledge was given to her. And it was then she'd began to notice little things about the other teenager without his knowledge. April learned that despite his supposed loyalty to the Shredder, his true loyalties were with his older sister, Karai. She had learned his name, Leonardo Oroku, had learned that beneath his icy, deadly exterior, laid a surprisingly kind yet sad boy who shielded himself from the world in order to protect himself and Karai. And then the incident happened.

Leo and Karai's treason against Shredder and Leo's near death experience that forced the two siblings to seek shelter and safety with the Hamato clan instead. For five months April watched over the comatose turtle, had spoken to the oldest Oroku sibling, and began to have the picture of why they were the way they were be much more clearer than it was. And once Leo woke up, April made it her mission to get to know the youngest Oroku. Or rather the eldest Hamato of the turtles. At first it was difficult. Leo was always on edge, always seemed to be waiting for something to go wrong and forcing him to act. He could barely relax unless Karai was nearby, and even then he barely interacted with anyone other than her. It also didn't help that Raph, Donnie, Mikey, Splinter and Casey were also trying to get to know Leo better which just seemed to overwhelm him in the long run. Before long April began to believe that she'd never get a chance to really talk to him, until one day it'd happened.

The lair had been surprisingly calm and pleasant that day. Raph was with Mikey playing on the pinball machine while Donnie and Casey were in the lab doing who knows what. Karai was with Splinter surprisingly enough, seeming to want to get to know the rat master somewhat. April on the other hand was in the living room, going through the VHS tapes to try and find something to watch. She'd ended up coming across Space Heroes, a show she hadn't seen in years and popped it in, settling herself down on the sofa to watch it. It had been during one of the major story arcs that April had realized that she wasn't alone in the room anymore. Leo had at some point came into the room, silent as a shadow and had seemed to pause in his walking, his gaze landing on the television screen. April glanced over at him, noting the spark of curiosity in his expression. The red head couldn't help speak up at that moment:

"Do you like Space Heroes, Leo?"

The question seemed to startle the black clad turtle, his dark blue eyes snapping towards her as he registered April's presence. Leo seemed to stiffen a bit, an unreadable look in his eyes as he silently looked at her. April began to feel like she'd made a mistake in putting him in the spotlight somewhat when a voice, cracking and raspy answered her:

"I.......I've never heard of Space Heroes."

April seemed to short circuit for a moment, shock filling her at his answer, before she felt a bit of sorrow hit her as it really hit her just how fast Leo had to grow up underneath Shredder's reign. Just how much was Leo deprived of growing up in the Oroku household? Just how much time did Leo have to just be a child instead of a fierce warrior? Had he even been allowed to have those kinds of moments when he had been with Shredder? Had his only close relation to being a normal person been with Karai? April didn't know but at that moment she had made a firm decision. Patting the cushion next to in an inviting way she spoke:

"Well that won't do. Come sit with me, and I'll show you what Space Heroes is."

After a bit of hesitation on Leo's part, April and Leo spent quite some time together. Watching the old cartoon show and enjoying what it displayed. Whenever Leo had a question, April would answer it to the best of her ability, and before they realized it a few hours had passed. They were on one of the more comedic type of episodes, and one of the characters had said a cheesy line, a pun like joke that made April groan internally. However that mental groan was pulled to a screeching halt when she heard the sounds of soft, gruff chuckling coming from the teen next to her. Steel blue hues snapped towards the turtle and what they saw made April's breath catch.

Leo was laughing.

A small smile was on his usually serious face, his dark blue hues filled with mirth and twinkling slightly as he tried to suppress his amusement at the silly, corny joke. Leo at that moment was a completely different person, instead of the silent, deadly weapon that was Shredder's son, was now a normal teenager who was smiling one of the most beautiful smiles April had ever seen, looking completely relaxed at that moment. Leo smiling and looking at ease, the red head noted looked so much better on him than his usual expression and aura. The older teen couldn't help but smile along with him, her cheeks slightly warm and her chest fuzzy and light at seeing and hearing Leo being happy. A single thought ran through her head at that moment:

'This is how it should be. Leo should always be smiling, I want to keep him like this for as long as I can.'

When April had looked back at this moment sometime in the future, when everything seemed to start going to hell with the invasion and so many other things. It would be then that April realized that, that moment was the moment she'd began to fall in love with Leo. Seeing his smile and hearing his laughter, seeing that glimpse of who he was, had at the time unbeknownst to April had caused her to lose her heart to him. It had been the beginning of her journey in falling in love with Leonardo Oroku.

[acewithapaintbrush]

Okay, first, I need to say the latest chapter of "A Place for Crows" is amazing! Second, how do you think the ROTMNT family would get along with the Madrigals?

Ah thank you so much ❤️🦋

I think they would all be a little bit weirded out by each other, the Madrigals more so of course since the turtles are already used to more mystic stuff than just themselves. But they'd get over it quickly.

Mikey and Donatello would be obsessed with Casita. Mikey of course cause it's fun to play around, slide down the stairs together with Camilo and Mirabel and Antonio and stuff. Donatello cause he wants to know how it all works or rather how he can replicate it with his tech. His smart lair kinda backfired but he never stopped dreaming of trying again and succeeding. Maybe Casita's 'functions' can give him some inspiration.

Also, Donnie would be so dismissive of Mirabel's sheepish explanation of "I don't have a gift"

"Scoff!" he would say. "Who needs gifts if you have a big brain and science! I know tech is not quite a thing here yet but let me show you the beautiful world of physics and Newtons three laws of motion"

The Madrigals are all like "awwwww" while the turtles just go "Oh shit".

The Madrigals find it cute until Mirabel gets a gleam in her eyes and almost breaks Camilo's nose with a trap she invented for when he enters her room without asking.

("Needs some adjusting" Donnie mutters while his big brother chews him out)

(Camilo forgives her very quickly when her next invention, a hot air balloon, fulfills his dream of flying)

For Leo I'm gonna indulge all my headcanons: he is the teams medic and so he would be all over Julieta and her cooking. He can't make magic food but some pointers for delicious chicken soup are very appreciated. But he is still a teenager and hanging around an adult all the time is so not his vibe (no matter how motherly she is and how warm and fuzzy her attention makes him feel inside) so I also imagine him spending lots of time with all the kids but especially Dolores. The gossip that girl can tell him! Hell yeah! And he can Portal the two of them right to the gossip so they can see it first hand, hehe.

Raph is a no brainer. He takes one look at Luisa and sees a kindred spirit. They both drink tea and lament over little siblings and their antics and even more over their own strength and how hard it is to be careful all the time. I think both of them will greatly benefit from each other and from giving each other tips. They will become attached at the hip.

April hears how Isabela changed her appearance and is still looking for her true self and goes full fashion and life style coach on her. April knows a thing or two about trying to be normal and fit in only to realize that the only thing you need to be is yourself. Isa is just fascinated with this confident girl who takes no shit and embraces her own self. She wants that too.

I don't have a real reason for this except that I really want to see Casey and Bruno just sitting a bit outside of the chaos and relaxing with some nice arts and crafts. They are both happy that they are back with family but it can all get a little bit overwhelming at times so it's nice to have someone who understands and has no problem just sitting side by side in silence and enjoy their families laughter and joy until the batteries are refilled and they are ready to rejoin the madness.

Alma doesn't know what to make of this little rat man (who btw fascinates and freaks Bruno out a little) but when they get to finally talking (being the family heads that they are) they realize that they have a lot in common. Splinter knows how it is to be overwhelmed by a legacy that was thrust onto you and that you didn't really want. How you'd rather have your beloved mother/husband back and how you feel that you can't let them down but go about it in all the wrong ways, almost alienating your family in the process instead of holding them close. The crushing weight of it all and how it makes you lose sight of what is important.

Splinter knows a thing or two about that and realizing that gives Alma some peace. They often sit side by side and watch their families, thankful for the second chance they were given.

[rottmnt-honeybea]

The Birthday Deal

Summary: Donnie just can't believe Q.B. didn't want to celebrate her birthday with them. And Q.B. can't believe Donnie won't just drop the conversation.

A/n: I wrote this blurb, but realized it doesn't fit into the Mystic Library episode very well, sooo I cut it. But, I liked it, and will reference it in a future chapter, so I decided to just post it here as a short one-shot. Don't expect this to become the norm.

"I can't believe you never told us about your birthday!" Donnie huffed as he sat back in his chair.

"Donatello, I just didn't want to celebrate it, that's all." Q.B. didn't look up from the motor she was fixing. "Besides, you've had access to my personal information since before we met."

"Which you very rudely asked me to stay out of and I very graciously obliged." Donnie pointed out.

That got her to look at him. She narrowed her eyes at him. "Do you hear yourself when you speak?"

"As it stands, you do realize this now means we have to celebrate with an even bigger party." Donnie returned to his work, unable to handle her unshakable gaze. Shelldon's ungraded motors weren't going to fix themselves.

"Absolutely not." Q.B. scoffed.

"Absolutely yes." Donnie countered.

"Donatello. No." Q.B. continued to shake her head as she returned to his work.

"Quinn. Yes—," Donnie dodged the screwdriver that was thrown at him with scary precision. He turned back to the other mutant, mouth agape in shock.

"When someone says 'no', they mean 'no'." She snarled at him. She got up from her seat and walked over. "So, to reiterate," she bent down and picked up the screwdriver. When she stood up, she pointed the phillips head at him, "N-O."

Donnie swallowed hard, his mouth dry, and watched as she returned to her seat. She returned to her work in silence. A million thoughts raced through Donnie's mind, but nothing tangible he could grasp or act on.

That was the scariest, cutest, craziest thing ever. Why wouldn't she just let them celebrate? Did she not like her birthday? When did her aim get that good? Note to self, no more sharp objects in Bea's hands while talking to her. Addendum: Stinger could be the exception if in battle. Addendum to the addendum: so long as that battle is not against him. Or his brothers.

"I can feel you looking at me." Q.B. muttered.

"Why not?" Donnie blurted out. Q.B. raised her eyebrows but said nothing. She was forcing him to explain himself. "Why not celebrate your birthday?"

Q.B. scoffed irritably. "What's to celebrate?" She grumbled to herself.

That hurt. Donnie frowned. "Everything?" Q.B. paused and turned to look at him curiously. Feeling he had to explain himself (again), Donnie continued, "We...never really celebrated our birthdays growing up." They didn't even know about birthdays until April had mentioned them. "So, now we go all out." He couldn't look at her. Not when her eyes suddenly turned sad and looked at him with pity. So, he turned back to his motor. "Just wanted to celebrate."

Q.B. was quiet, but Donnie could see in his peripheral that she wasn't working. "I can feel you looking at me." He sighed.

Q.B. turned and looked at the motor in her hands. "I didn't want to celebrate this birthday." She clarified. Donnie continued to work. "It....it was my first birthday without my family. My first birthday like...this." Her lower hands gestured to herself. "And then Raphael dragged me to fight Meat Sweats, and I just wanted to be alone and..." Now she was rambling. Donnie looked at her.

Q.B. trailed off and looked back at him expectantly.

"Well," Donnie sniffed haughtily before he stood up and walked over to her, "That just means you owe me a birthday." Q.B. looked at him confused as he took her finished motor and held both motors up triumphantly. "You better be ready, Q.B. Santos because next year we are throwing you the biggest, loudest, most grand celebration of life ever." With every adjective he added, he climbed onto a taller surface. First a nearby box (full of totally valuable junk, and NOT garbage, thank you very much), then a chair, and finally a table.

Q.B. blinked twice, then her snout scrunched up and she laughed. She stood up and flew to meet his height. Her upper hands took the motors from him and passed them down to her lower hands. Then, her upper hands grabbed his hands and formally shook them once. "Hamato Donatello, you've got yourself a deal."

[mickeymagpie]

find the word!

@marypsue tagged me, and gave me the words sharp, take, moon, pile, and dream. I have to see if they show up in any of my WIPs, and then post the snippet they appear in if they do.

1 million 'ctrl+F's later... doing just my two main fic WIPs here because i didn't want to search every document lmao.

From ouroboros, ever hungry, the Rise of the TMNT longfic:

Donatello wakes with a violent jolt, gasping for air that doesn’t come fast enough. He reaches up, presses his palms flat over his tympana, closing his eyes again, shuddering in relief when what greets him is silent and dark. His heart beats a solid reassurance in his chest, as he gets his breathing under control. He’s still here. He’s alive. He’s alive. And, perhaps more importantly, he’s alone. Not in the room, of course, but there’s nothing in his head except for his own abating panic, and the fading remnants of the dream.

2:

“Listen, Case, I know you said it’s’all good, but I’m jus’ saying, if you want us to help you beat the shit outta someone, we will,” Leo slurs, because of course his response to the good news was to throw a party, and if there's one thing the resistance is never short on, it's alcohol. “I, for one, wouldn’t ask any questions.” “Your loyalty is noted,” Cassandra says seriously, patting Leo on the shoulder with one hand, and—with grace befitting her ninja training—using the other to slide his tin cup of moonshine out of his grip, smoothly replacing it with one full of water. When she twists her arm back, Donnie follows through with the hand-off. He takes the alcohol further away, out of Leo’s line of sight, before downing it himself.

And the rest from the Gravity Falls triplets fic:

“Bill!” Hands on his shoulders and Bill is shaking, staring at his hands, flesh and bone and skin and fingers and joints and unchanging dimensions too much and too little and he’s bound like this, stuck. He laughs, hysterical, and “Bill, calm down! You’re having a panic attack.” Is he? Is this what panic is? Huh. Funny. Horrible. He hates it! He doesn’t want it anymore! Take it away, folks! Bill realizes he’s still laughing, hyperventilating, words and questions and curses entering his mind but none of them reaching his mouth because he can't get enough air-- “Just breathe with me, Bill,” Mabel instructs. “Listen. In and out.” Seething, he snaps his mouth shut with the dull click of equally dull teeth, and does as told, matching her exaggerated inhales and exhales second-for-second until the room stops spinning and the heavy thump-thump-thump of his heart against his ribs doesn’t feel so much like a death sentence.

2:

“Why do you care?” Bill demands. “Because--” Ford starts, and then… realizes he doesn’t know. There’s no reason to. No reason he should care what happens to Bill anymore, no reason he wouldn’t be within his rights to leave Bill out in the woods alone. But he can’t do that. Not-- not now. “...I’m not just going to let you get yourself killed out here.” Bill laughs a little, half-hysterical, and steps right up to Ford, lip curling with disdain and anger when he has to crane his neck back to meet Ford’s eyes. “Why not, Sixer? Huh? Why do you care what happens to me? Why haven’t you cut the shit and killed me yet?!” He shoves Stanford backward with both hands. Ford stumbles, almost falling back over a stone. He has to look down to find his footing again, and when he looks back up, Bill’s staring at him sharply, as if anticipating retaliation.

3:

“Ooooh,” Mabel exclaims in one store, beelining for a rack of different colored corduroy overalls. She looks through the sizes, pulling down a set in bright yellow to hold up to Bill. He doesn’t immediately reject them, and the legs look the right length, so she nods, slinging them over her arm with the rest of the current to-be-tried-on pile. She then grabs two more sets in the same size: one pink, and one blue. “Oh no,” Dipper says, already knowing what’s coming as Mabel turns to him with a gleam in her eye. “Dipper, do you know what this means?” “We’re gonna become those kids that teachers can only tell apart when they’re color-coded?” And wow, Bill going back to school with them in September is a super weird and terrible concept to think about.

[ducky-died-inside]

Knight In Turtle Armor: Raph (rottmnt) x Depressed Fem Reader

Summary: You weren't trying to hurt yourself.

Genre: hurt/comfort

Notes: this was a request from my discord server, so yeah. This one has heavy themes, so stay safe out there!

Warnings: self harm, crying, kind of hospitalization?, blood, knife

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You weren't hurting yourself. 

You weren't trying to at least. You were just trying to see what would happen, how it would feel. It was never your intention to make it a habit. However, whenever you flicked the small blade across your skin, leaving it scared and bleeding, you felt a sense of relief pass through you. After all, why should you be here when your parents died and you didn't? What did they do that you didn't that made the universe decide that they should go? Why didn't that car accident take you too?

You had sworn off the knife a long time ago, flicking it closed and throwing it into a locked drawer. You found a friend in April O'Neil, meeting her during the short two week period when she had worked with you before getting fired for accidentally destroying the back half of the store. However, you exchanged numbers before she left, and she dragged you out of the depths of your despair. Soon, she trusted you enough to introduce you to her friends. When she took you to meet them, you were surprised to be in the sewers, but that was explained as soon as you saw them. It turns out, they were mutants, specifically turtles.

There was Raphael, Donatello, Leonardo, and Michelangelo, and all four of them had been mutated with a different species of turtle. Raph was a Snapping Alligator Turtle, Donnie was a Soft-Shell Turtle, Leo was a Red-Eared Slider, while Mikey was a Box Turtle. They welcomed you with open arms, as soon as April confirmed you were trustworthy.

They noticed the scars on your arms, and questioned them. When you told them the story of your parents death, they were immediately sympathetic and vowed to never let you get pulled down so far that you feel the need to unlock the drawer. Raph was especially sweet, always making sure you got enough sleep or ate three meals a day, but you tried not to read too much into it. But there were also hugs that lasted a bit longer, or glances that seemed to be filled with more than just friendship. There were soft looks and 'get home safely' 's and an overwhelming sense of safety when you were around him. You weren't going to lie and say that it wouldn't be nice if he liked you, but you wanted to know before jumping into anything.

One day, you felt everything rush into you all at once. All the pain from the years, all the guilt penetrated your entire being and you couldn't get out of bed. Your phone dinged with texts from April and the boys, but you didn't even reach for your phone. The only thing that you could get out of bed to do was grab the key. You unlocked the drawer and took out the knife, flicking it open and placing it on your arm. You hesitated before pressing the blade down, admiring the way your blood dripped down the side of your arm. You took it off, only to press it back down again. 

You repeated the process until you realized just how much damage you had done to your arm and you threw the knife to the side. Blood dripped to the floor as you got an old shirt from your closet and pressed it onto your arm to stop the bleeding. It immediately turned a deep shade of red.

You stumbled over to your bedside table, picking up your phone and dialing the first person on your contact list. It was Raph. He picked up the phone almost immediately, his voice smothered with concern. "Y/N! Are you okay? We've been trying to get to you all day!"

You breathed heavily into the phone, feeling light-headed. "I think I went a little too far this time, Raph. I need help."

"Y/N? What do you mean? Do you need someone to get you?"

His words drifted through your ears, spots spreading across your vision. "I need help."

You weren't able to say anything else, your vision going completely black. The last thing you heard was Raph calling your name.

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This was not good. 

After trying to reach you for almost a whole day, Raph was getting especially worried that something was wrong. April and his brothers were all freaking out, about to go and storm your apartment when his phone rang. He saw it was you and immediately answered it. "Y/N? Are you okay? We've been trying to reach you all day!"

Everyone else in the room went silent and he heard breathing on your side of the line. "I think I went a little too far this time, Raph." Your voice sounded broken."I need help."

Raph's worry spiked. "Y/N? What do you mean? Do you need someone to get you?"

"I need help."

"Y/N? Y/N?!"

You didn't respond, and Raph hung up the phone. "We need to get to her. I'm not sure what happened, but it doesn't sound good."

Everyone's faces paled, especially April's. "What did she say?"

Raph gulped. "She said she thought she went too far." Tears pricked behind his eyes as he thought about what that meant. He knew you had had problems with self harm in the past, and he should've been keeping a closer eye on you. "We need to go get her."

They left the lair, grabbing bandages and anything else they might need to help you. To Raph, most of the way there was a blur, his thoughts racing. What if we're too late? What if we can't help her? What if I can't tell her I love her? 

They arrived at your apartment, opening the window and stepping inside. The sight that greeted them was gruesome, blood soaking the ground. You were unconscious, your left arm a mangled mess of blood. Raph gasped, immediately scooping you up off the ground and into his arms. "Where should we take her?" He asked.

"We can't go to a hospital, but we have stuff to at least stop the bleeding here, and then we can go back to the lair where I can be sure she's alright." Donnie replied, placing a hand on Raph's shoulder. "She will be okay. We're going to fix her arm, and then we won't let anything like this happen again."

Raph just nodded, too numb to say anything. On the way back to the lair, the only thing he could think about was how cold you already were. When they got back, he was the first one into the lair, immediately rushing to the medical bay. Donnie came in after him, and shooed him out of the room so that he could work on healing you.

Raph felt everything in his body start to shut down and he sat on the floor next to the door while he waited. He couldn't hear much from behind the door besides Donnie muttering medical terms under his breath. At some point, he called for Leo to come in and help with stitches, but that felt like hours ago and his two brothers still hadn't come out.

After what felt like an entire day, Donnie and Leo came out of the room. There was blood spattered on their hands, but they came out with relieved smiles. Raph stood up like a shot. "Is she okay?"

Leo nodded. "Yeah. She's okay."

Raph thanked his two brothers and stepped into the room. You were sleeping on the bed, a peaceful smile on your face and tight bandages around your left arm. He sat next to you and grabbed your hand tightly, even though he knew it might be a while before you woke up.

"Hey, Y/N. I know you might not hear this, but I am so glad you're okay. You've brought so much to my life, and I don't know what I would do without you. I'd probably go Savage Raph or something." He rubbed the back of his head. "I think I'll probably tell you this again when you wake up, but I need to do it now before I chicken out." He took a deep breath. "I love you, Y/N. I love you, and it hurts so much to see you like this, and I wish I had been there to stop it." He put his head in his free hand, not wanting to see you so broken anymore.

"I wish you had been there too." 

His head snapped up at your voice and you gave him a weak smile. "Hey there, Red."

He gave you a watery smile back. "Hey." He pulled you into as tight a hug as he could while being careful himself. "i thought I lost you."

"Me too." You said. "I thought I was lost, but you saved me, my knight in turtle armor."

He laughed, crying into your shoulder. "Don't scare me like that ever again, Y/N."

You hugged him back, grasping his shell tightly. "I don't ever plan to."

[acutiewithagun]

Part five

I escaped right? Nope, if I did I wouldn't be writing anymore then I am now. But no, I just had to get caught again.

After a few hours on the boat we both realized we didn't have any food. None, nada, zip, zero. So we pulled the maps out on our phones. We had to steer towards land to get food or we would starve as it was a tiny boat without a kitchen. So it's not like we could fish up our food. That's when I heard a dreaded sound. Motors, not just any motors, the Turtle Tank's motors. I told Lily to hide but she stayed firm with me. So we both hid in the small room with the steering wheel as it was the only place to hide. We stopped all noise as we heard the Turtle Tank latch itself to our tiny boat. I cover my mouth trying to calm myself down. Just then we heard footsteps and Leo loudly calling out for me. Lily squeezed my hand as I started to hyperventilate. I'm scared, no beyond scared, terrified. I knew they would find us but I had hoped it would be a lot later. Like after I disguised myself until I was unrecognizable. Or maybe even just a week later. I stopped breathing when I heard footsteps right outside the door. I felt Lily's hand tense up and she looked at me. All she does is smile and let go of my hand before the door is smashed open. I pulled my hand back as fast as I could. I peered up at the perpetrator and it surprisingly was Mikey. He scanned the room briefly before spotting me. His frown quickly turned into a smile as he scooped me up from my hiding place. He held me by adjusting my arms to my chest and legs wrapped around his waist. I tried punching and kicking but it didn't do anything to the strong turtle as he whisked me out of the small shelter. I watched from over his shoulder as Raph went and grabbed Lily, careful to not hurt her. Lily kicked and hit but just kept hurting herself on his hard shell. We were then promptly thrown into the Turtle Tank. Raph was steering with Mikey giving directions and so Donnie just hugged me tight as Leo kept Lily from trying to fight her way out. I was just too tired, I needed sleep. And the embrace from Donnie was not helping. I leaned my head on Donnie's shoulder and felt myself fall asleep. Maybe I should have eaten breakfast that morning. Or at the very least taken food onto the ship.

I woke up back in the room, cuddling the four turtles. I tried to squeeze out but it was a fruitless endeavor. They had surrounded me in blankets so as to not hurt me as they slept. I felt something around my neck and I realized it was the choker I had thrown off earlier. I tried undoing the back but it was molded shut. Looking up at the clock the time read six forty-seven. I would assume pm as I don't believe I was too painfully tired to sleep till the next day. Leo popped his head up to look at me and smiled. "Man you are quite the hassle, I had to call in a favor to a news station I know to find you." I'm still a bit groggy so I quip, "it was definitely worth watching you slam your face into the ground." Leo's smile disappears and is replaced with a malicious smirk. "You know," he sits up pushing Mikey's leg off of his back, "the favor I have to do in return was to bring you in for an interview." My body felt numb, another interview and along with Leo. Hell. No. "Absolutely not, and if I do I will expose you guys for what you are doing." Leo is still smirking at me like he knows a secret. It's unnerving, unsettling even. "Well you could try that, but who will believe you? Maybe your family and the people you work with. But that's about it, everyone else would believe me. I mean who wouldn't when you're this handsome." He does a weird pose as he delivers the last line. I start to cry when I think about all the people I don't get to see anymore. Man he's good at hurting me in the places I didn't know I could be hurt. Leo pulls me and one of the blankets out of the cuddle pile. Wrapping the blanket around me like a tight burrito. He then starts to princess carry me out of the room and into the living room. Turning on his favorite movie he forces me to cuddle with him. If I was even a little bit as strong as him I could probably get out. But I wasn't, so I was trapped in the uncomfortable embrace. He laid his forehead on my shoulder as I shuddered. He started laughing at nothing and I got a bit scared. Leo pulled his head up and instead rested his chin where his forehead once was.

"You really are just like what I imagined a sister to be like. Well a bit less clingy now, but still just how I imagined." He had a soft smile on his face. I looked down at him with my eyes. "What about Piebald? She's technically your sister, at least more than me." Leo rolled his eyes, "Piebald is great and all but after she got mutated she was more like an annoying older sister that moved out of the house as soon as she could." He gazed up at me hugging me tighter. "You are like a younger sister who just needs to be protected and just loves all of us." I stared at the stranger I once called my friend. "Not anymore…" I grumbled moving my head a bit to stop the aching in my neck. Leo looked unfazed by my words and just nuzzled his face into my neck, churring up a storm. I did try to move my body away but despite the loosened hug I still couldn't budge. Eventually I got my arms out of the blanket and tried pushing him away. But I guess he took it the wrong way and his grasp tightened only now with me turned around to face behind him, my arms wrapped around to his back. I knew not to hit his shell because I would just hurt myself. I saw Donnie sneak out of the room we were in and hurry up to his lab. I stayed in the position for the rest of the movie not being able to move.

Raph came out and asked "Hey Leo can I have a turn with her. She hasn't eaten since yesterday." Leo looked at his phone and agreed, handing me off to Raph like I was some sort of doll. At least that's what they have been treating me like. A doll they can do whatever they like with. As Raph brought me to the kitchen I noticed a new modified chair. Raph puts me down in the chair and it immediately has a piece of metal trap my waist to the chair. "Cool right? Donnie made this last week. He even made sure it wasn't too tight to hurt you." Before I could even say something he had already started making food. I did try to move the chair but after a bit I just assumed it was bolted to the ground. It felt humiliating, like I was in a child's booster seat. As Raph was preparing whatever my brain drifted to thoughts about Lily. Like was she ok? What happened to her after I fell asleep? And I needed to take a shower, I smelt awful. I'll ask Mikey about Lily as he doesn't lie to me. I know all of his signs of lying so lying is useless for him. But I do need to ask about a shower. Sounds dumb but I was trying to keep myself sane somehow. Raph put a plate of leftover pizza in front of me. "Sorry it's nothing fancy. Ol Raph here can't cook so I just threw something in the microwave." He scratched his neck as I decided to take a bite. If I didn't eat I wouldn't have any strength to escape. So no matter how badly I wanted to stop eating I knew I had to persist. Raph grinned as he walked away with the empty plate. I had to stop myself from throwing up what I just ate. Putting a hand over my mouth, I repeated in my head the message of survival. I had it under control by the time Raph finished cleaning the dish. "Can I take a shower? I haven't been able to and I probably smell bad." I asked nervously, but he just nodded. He then pushed a button on the back of the chair and I was released.

He scooped me off the chair and carried me to the bathroom that was apparently connected to the prison room. This was another room that was also exactly replicated to look like one of my apartment's rooms. But with an added twist it had a door connected to my room and I could lock these doors from the inside. A plan started formulating in my head as I grabbed clothes from my closet. I noticed the boxes again and resolved to ask about them. I locked the door connected to the room I just left and the door I had originally entered from. I could tell Raph was waiting outside the bathroom just in case I tried making a run for it. I took a shower and promptly got dressed. Knocking on the door Raph was standing guard, to let him know I was done. When I unlocked the door and opened it I was surprised to no longer see Raph but Donnie in his place. He waved at me and ushered me to my 'room'. "I have an amazing device I wanted you to test out. But unfortunately you have to be confined here until further notice. Segway, there are a few boxes in your closet I would like you to open." I just stared at him confused with his chipper tone. This is Mr. Bad Boy after all. I walked over to the closet and brought out four boxes. They differentiate in sizes but the boxes are all identical. I sit down on the bed and Donnie joins me, sitting right dab next to me. Stimming in excitement as I open up the first, smallest box.

I pulled out a tiny computer chip. Donnie couldn't hold his excitement anymore and started to ramble about the chip. "It's state of the art, I put a lot of thought into this gift. This chip or so we will call it can be placed in anything and will hook you, or whoever has the device, up to my very own Donnie Net." He grins proudly expecting questions. But I don't give him any and move onto the next, wider box. Inside is my very own Donnie arm tech thingy. He again starts spouting about this device. "I replaced my very own splendid device to make you one of your own. You put the chip inside and it works like science. Try it out if you would." I obliged to the demand and pushed a small button where a compartment opened up and inserted the chip. I closed the compartment and the screen on the gauntlet showed a soft pink hue. I put the device down and opened the next box. I pulled out a drawing pad and some specially made pencils. Donnie isn't as ecstatic about this one but still goes on a rant. "Because you like to draw with Mikey I figured you would like a device to sketch to your heart's desire. It's not the best thing I've made for you but it was one of them. Now open the last present." I again let myself follow Donnie's demands and opened the final, biggest box. Inside was a pair of noise canceling headphones, a few chargers, and a simple dress.

The dress confused me so it was the first thing I took out. I examined it for a bit. It was a purple dress with ruffled sleeves hung off the shoulders. Nothing too fancy and I just stared at the mad genius in complete utter confusion. Donnie looked back at me with the exact same look on his face. "Care to explain this masterpiece of yours?" I asked, kind of holding the dress up at him. "It's just a nice purple dress I found." He shrugged at me. I then pull out the headphones and he goes off again. "Oh those are completely soundproof, plus bonus, they are wireless headphones meaning you can listen to music whenever you want. I do believe I put all the chargers necessary in that box too." I grabbed the wires out as well. I then stack the now empty boxes into each other. "Here give me your dominant hand," Donnie says as he holds out his own three fingered hand. I place my right arm in his hand and he places the gauntlet on my arm. It's a bit loose near the bottom so he messes around with it for a bit until it fits. "Is that comfortable or do I need to loosen it for you?" He asked as I started touching the screen. "It fits perfectly, you did an awesome job on this." I say in amazement, completely forgetting for a second that I was being held hostage here. A smile pops back on his face from the new validation. "I'll help you set it up so you can know how to make it function." Donnie beamed as he started explaining everything and anything about the device.

I eventually put the dress in the closet and all my other trinkets on chargers. Donnie had left to help Leo out with something. Leaving me on my own. Which allowed me to fully formulate my plan to escape. I know they probably have something to avoid me getting out of the bathroom. So I tried thinking of a better plan than locking both doors and hoping they choose a specific door. But then I heard some banging and definitely an explosion. I burst open the bathroom door to see what was wrong. Only to see an epic chase commencing. Donnie and Mikey were nowhere in sight. (I later found out they had been knocked out) And Raph was chasing Leo who was chasing a crazed Lily holding Leo's katanas above her head. I almost started laughing but decided to use this opportunity to grab some scissors and cut off the choker. Then right as the trio passed me I tripped Leo and ran with Lily. Both of the turtles fell and I yelled at Lily to give me one of the katanas. I then portaled us home safe and sound. "What the hell happened Lily!?" I asked in urgentsy. She is trying to catch her breath before she says anything. "I found Donnie's devices and somehow blew up part of his lab." She pauses still catching her breath. "Then I ran out of my confinement and found these two swords. So I grabbed them and started looking for you. Then Leo and Raph started chasing me around. Before I knew it you were running besides me and now we are here." She plops onto the floor still trying to breathe normally.