@cupcakeslushie s FeralLeo Au has me by the throat and I had to get this out of my head.
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It's too bright.
Pest hisses and then hisses again, louder, even more agitated, when his voice sounds unfamiliar to his own ears. The echo is missing in this place. Wherever he is, there is no metal to throw his voice back to him in an endless loop.
(sorry I'm sorry I miss you I wanna go home it hurts)
Only stone beneath his feet and hands. Rough where metal was smooth and warm where metal was cold. The air doesn't smell and taste like blood either.
And it's too bright.
This place is different. Everything is different and Pest presses himself further into the corner, afraid and angry and horrified. The big crack in his shell catches against an edge in the wall and it hurts, but it always hurts. It never not hurts.
(that's a lie there was a time when nothing hurt when there was light and laughter and comfort and)
"Leo?"
The word is familiar, but not as familiar as the voices.
Not as painful.
Pest remembers a time when he would hear these voices all the time. He would float in the vast emptiness of the other place, waiting waiting waiting for the next attack, for the next hurt, for the next onslaught of insults and taunts. And he would hear the voices, all around him.
"Leo."
"Buddy."
"Nardo."
"Blue."
He would hear them and he would turn around and around, flailing his arms and legs, calling for them despite his better judgment. Raising his voice brought pain. It brought insults and taunts. It alerted the Big One. But he would call and call even after the Big One found him and he would cry and cry big, fat tears that had nothing to do with the new scars or broken bones.
He called for them, but they never came.
"No one is coming, Pest! It's just you and me! Forever!"
(just you and me just me and you it's better this way it's okay better me than them better me than… than…)
Than who?
Pest thinks he started to slip the moment he stopped hearing the voices. The moment he slapped his hands over his ears and told them to shut up and they did.
Without the voices there was just the Big One. Just surviving.
Survive survive survive.
(why why why?)
Don't ask. Don't question. Just live. Just bite and hiss and scratch. The less he talked and the more he fought without abandon
(like an animal you are an animal what happened)
the better he fared. The less interest the Big One seemed to have in him.
"Wretched pest." The Big One would scoff with disgust and fling him away. Bored.
Bored is good. Bored means less pain. Less attention.
So he became a Pest. He hissed and bit and scratched. He started to fight dirty.
(that's not the ninja way someone always used to say that's not the ninja way but what is the ninja way what is he supposed to do to survive why is he supposed to survive)
Don't ask. Don't question.
Just hiss and bite and scratch.
He sees shapes in front of him. Colorful. Green like him. And red and purple and yellow and orange and brown and so many more. He forgot what colors look like. There were no colors in the other place.
But he can't see more than that. His eyes hurt and his sight is blurry. It's too bright here. The echo is missing.
He is lost.
(no you are home home home you are home)
He is lost and he is scared and he is tired. One of the shapes comes closer. Purple.
"Nardo. Please snap out of it."
The voice is so familiar. He feels like he should know it better than he knows himself, but all he remembers is flailing around in the dark and calling out and crying and the voices going away. Leaving him alone in the other place. Alone with the Big One.
There is still that loop in his head (survive survive survive) and so when the Purple One reaches out to touch his shoulder Pest does what he has to do.
Don't ask. Don't question. Just bite and hiss and scratch.
He lunges.
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Imagine this happens shortly before that first post, where Leo kneels on Donnie's back
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Mikey sent krang!Donnie on a mission to bring Japanese soufflé pancakes into the tmnt multiverse. He hopes whoever eats them likes them and brings them joy~
Caution: Donnie might bite
Hehe thank you. They will surely enjoy them!
Had to give a little nod to @cupcakeslushie and Feral Leo for this tactic.
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THE NEON VOID CHAPTER 21 ⚠️ SPOILERS ⚠️
created by the holy @sugarpasteltmnt
god I love this fic sm you actually don’t understand
please excuse the extremely, extremely rushed art because when I found this after scrolling through tumblr, I read it within a few hours and my life was CHANGED and I had to get this out of my system immediately
please ignore that I cannot do backgrounds or speech bubbles to save my life
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