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lemonlinelights · 11 months

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Intervention

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Summary: The turtles are worried about Casey Jr's recent behavior.

A short fic based off of somerandomdudelmao’s Cass Apocalyptic series

Casey Jr!” Mikey yelled. It was a type of shout heard on long car rides when a cow was spotted. Casey froze, his hand hovering over the door knob.

“Hi?” Casey asked. He turned around to face Mikey. Then he immediately regretted doing so. It wasn’t only Mikey that was there. Donnie and Leo had appeared quietly, flanking either side of Casey. It reminded him of that dinosaur movie they watched together to have him “better understand pop-culture”.

“Well um,” Casey turned around “I’ve gotta go-” he tried to make a break for it only to be met with the wall that is Raphael Hamato. Casey was surrounded.

“What, what is this, an intervention?” Casey joked. He was the only one who laughed.

“Precisely.” Donnie said. Casey’s eyes widened.

“We’re worried about you.” Raph said, hand on Casey’s shoulder. Reassuring, but also stopping Casey from bolting.

“Me?” Casey asked.

“Yes, you!” Leo exclaimed. “Who else would we be talking about?” He waved his arms around.

“…not me?” Raph’s brow furrowed.

“You haven’t been home at all.” Mikey said, officially opening the floodgates.

“We haven’t seen you eat.”

“You won’t talk to us.”

“Have you been sleeping at all?”

“You’re skittish.”

“And I know you’ve been stealing from my lab!” Donnie shouted.

“Also, you’ve been lying.” Leo finished. Casey rocked back and forth.

“Psh, me, lying?” Casey waved his hand as if to dismiss the idea.

“Does saying you have an uncle of all things ring any bells, Casey?” Leo asked, hands on his hips. Casey felt his heart sink.

“What Leo means to say is, we can help Casey, whatever it is that’s bothering you, us, April, Splinter, and…even Draxum.” Raphael explained, he squeezed Casey’s shoulder. Donnie rolled his eyes, but he didn’t scoff.

“Yeah!” Mikey exclaimed. “I can use my pizazz!” He said while finger gunning at Casey.

Casey couldn’t do this. What felt like an eternity to Casey looked like a blur to the others. He yanked himself out from under Raph’s hand, dodging Mikey trying to grab him.

“No!” Casey shouted. “No, you can’t help!”

“Yes we can!” Leo shouted back and God the way he tilted forward, arms opened wide, a determined look on his face. Casey choked back tears.

“You can’t bring them back!”

Everyone stilled.

“You look just like them.” Casey whispered. But that also wasn’t the full truth.

Sure Leo did what Uncle Tello called the mom stance but he didn’t do it with the same caring grin. Smile lines and crows’ feet missing from his face. Donnie rolled his eyes but it wasn’t the same playfulness. Mikey did finger guns but there wasn’t the same spark, literally and figuratively. And this Raph couldn’t hold him the same, they weren’t there yet. He wasn’t there yet with any of them, where an embracing hug was the default. They were so much alike but they were not the same turtles he knew. They were not his senseis.

All he wanted right now was a genuine Hamato hug. His Hamatos’ hugs. And Uncle Tello could do that. Uncle Tello was here. Uncle Tello was working towards a day where all of them could hug Casey again. Casey could do that. Casey could be here with them, his senseis.

“I can fix it.” Casey said. His hope poured out like a squashed oozesquito. Sad and beaten but still going.

“Huh?” Mikey said.

“Just you wait!” Casey exclaimed, running out of the lair, heels on fire.

“Casey, wait!” Leo started to go after him. One of Donnie’s mechanical limbs reached out and grabbed him.

“What would you even do?” Donnie asked. Leo didn’t know. He didn’t know. None of them know.

But Casey? Casey knew. Casey knew exactly what he was going to do. For once in his life he knew exactly what he wanted and he knew exactly how to get it.

Casey Hamato knows.

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pjoxreader · 11 months

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Hi!! It’s so good to see you back and in a better space :)

May I request Piper/Frank/Reyna(Separately) with a reader who comes back from the dead? Like they sacrificed themselves, but ended up getting revived through some sort of method? (Maybe they escaped the underworld, or a god some how owed them a favor, whatever you think would be fun to do!)

Reader Comes Back From the Dead

TW: Grief, Death

((Thank you! I'm happy to be back you guys are always so kind! 🥹))

Piper Mclean

-Piper’s world had turned upside down. There were so many things she wanted to do with you, to say to you. And now she’d never get that chance.

-She had held you in her arms when you died, she watched the life drain from your face while she could do nothing but hopelessly wail in agony. Now here she was at your funeral watching your burial shroud go up in flames.

-She couldn’t find it in herself to cry, she had spent the last night sobbing the entire night and she didn’t have any more tears left to cry right now. She could make out people giving her their sympathies, but she couldn’t make out any words. She could only watch as the flames burned.

-She sits down by the fire wanting to stay by your side until the last minute. Leo had come over once the sun set and put a blanket over her shoulders to ensure she wouldn’t catch a cold. As she watched the last cinders of the bonfire go up to the night sky she felt the tears stream down her face once more. “Goodbye.” she chokes out softly.

-”you’re counting me out this early?” your familiar voice makes her turn quickly almost hurting her neck from how fast she turned. She was half convinced she had finally snapped and gone insane when she saw you standing there with that same dorky smile. She felt so many emotions rush through her relief, joy, then quickly anger.

-She storms over to you letting the blanket drop to the ground as you put your hands up in surrender seeing the anger burning in her eyes. “Woah, woah, hades owed me a favor so he decided to break me out and well I wasn’t supposed to tell anyone but-” you rant out quickly in panic but Piper grabbed you by the front of the shirt, yanking you down into a tender but emotional kiss.

Frank Zhang

-Frank had never felt so… Numb. He was used to the adrenaline rush of fighting for his life against monsters, the high and lows of a quest but this? This is something he never wanted to face. Everyone knew someone in the group was going to die in this last battle. Frank… Frank had even accepted it might be him.

-But losing you? He wished it was him instead of you. The pain was agonizing, like his heart was stuck in a vice that squeezed harder and harder any time he thought of your smile, your laugh, the memories you shared together…

-Yet here he was standing in front of your godly parents' temple watching as they performed your burial ceremony. He could only watch in silence amongst his ranks as your cohort stood guard for you one last time. He could feel the pitiful looks people were giving him but he didn’t care.

-He already knew he looked awful, dark lines under his eyes from lack of sleep and crying would do that to someone. You were a hero, someone who sacrificed their own life to save not only the world but your camp. There was nothing more honorable than that.

-Frank could only watch as they brought up your last meal to be burned alongside you. Your favorite food. “Hey, don't waste that good food!” Frank could feel his blood turn to ice. Part of him believed he had just imagined it, that his mind was tricking him due to his grief. But seeing the others look up in surprise Frank worked up the courage to do the same.

-There you were, fighting with your godly parent over a plate of food. Frank couldn’t help the choked sob that crept up in his throat. He was a Centurion, he was supposed to set an example. But his feet moved on their own as he broke rank and ran up to you grabbing you in a tight hug that you swear broke a few ribs. You can’t help but laugh at that trying to pat his back as best as you could. “I missed you too big guy.” you whisper softly and genuinely to him.

Reyna Ramírez-Arellano

-Nothing was the same. After you had died, camp had never felt so empty. No matter how much time passed it never felt like ‘home’. She knew why, it was because you were gone. It was hard to believe it had been a month already… You had fallen to the underworld with the enemy monsters in order to ensure they didn’t reach camp and just like that you were gone.

-The camp was quiet, things had gone back to normal as if nothing happened, but there was a part of Reyna that hated that. She needed something to do, something to distract herself from the ghosts of her past, the memories of you.

-But no matter where she went she saw your smiling face. Of course she’d never tell anyone about these feelings. She was a leader, someone who others depended on. She couldn't show weakness. Not to anyone but you. And now you were gone for good...

-She had been working on leading some training drills when she heard the commotion. People chattering excitedly and running towards the gate. She hesitates but does follow after the group, mostly to discipline whoever was causing such a distraction amongst the camp. But that’s when she saw you.

-You were scratched up, had an arm pulled in a makeshift sling and dirt and grime all over your body. But Reyna didn’t care about that. The only thing that mattered to her was that you were alive. “I had to search all of the underworld for that godly gift Apollo gave me, sure enough it brought me right home!”

-The crowd split when they saw Reyna standing there, the silence deafening as she walked up to you. With a beat of hesitation she carefully pulls you into a hug, ensuring that she doesn't hurt your already broken arm. “Welcome home...” she says softly. “But you’re stuck on the night watch once you heal for that stunt.” you can’t help but burst out laughing as you hug her back. “Alright I suppose that’s fair…”

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fun-k-board · 9 months

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TMNT : Mutant Mayhem X Gender Neutral Reader dating headcanons

Note(s): 2003 has me in a chokehold so I might accidentally mix their personalities, also you can probably tell who my favourite turtle is 💀

I've only seen this movie once, and I can't afford to go to the cinema again so I'm sorry that I didn't write a lot!

Leonardo

Leo basically has a full time job of trying to impress you, one time he even tried to drive a car and do tricks for you. It, unsurprisingly, went so bad that Splinter grounded him for a week.

While Splinter has always dug in that humans were dangerous and hateful, which is semi true, meeting April and you have diluted Leonardo's faith in that. He realises that you're just... People. People who make mistakes, who need to change, and who largely, have changed.

He likes learning about things you take for granted everyday, what was school like? Have you ever been to a restaurant? Do you like going outside a lot? Do you have a pet? Etc, etc.

Leo needs to try really hard in school because he's not naturally talented in science or math like Donatello, so he appreciates any help you can give him! He surprisingly likes homework, he views it like training, sort of like something to improve his skills.

He 100% searches a 'how to flirt' wikihow and gets absolutely slammed by his brothers for trying some of the worst pickup lines in history on you.

Leonardo wants to train you with self defense skills if you don't know any already, he puts on the training videos that Splinter used to learn himself and teach Leo and his brothers, so that you two can at least spend time by training together.

Raphael

Despite loving violence and fighting, he's always happy and his rage is never directed at you, he even tries to get you to let out your anger by training sometimes.

If you don't know how to fight, or don't want to learn, then he's perfectly fine with just giving you one of his sais and letting you stab a punching bag with it, or something.

Raph occasionally gets into more friendly fights and sparring matches with his brothers or classmates, he's always bragging to you about how cool he was and how awesome it was to fight.

He likes it when you initiate hugs or hand holding, it's not that he's embarrassed or doesn't want to initiate affection, or even have it at all, but Raph isn't the best at guessing what you want without outright asking. Which he does do a lot, but he feels awkward constantly asking for a hug, and he lets you know that he's always up for one.

Raphael doesn't want you in danger, but he does 100% egg you on to participate in fights and pull some chaos, even if minuscule.

Donatello

He's a complete dork and LOVES to try and impress you with knowledge on your favourite musical artists, TV shows and movies, etc, etc. Donnie gets super into anything you're into, and he even tries to subtly get you interested in things like K-pop or science, if you're not interested in them already.

Always rants about his interests, he could go on for HOURS about the hidden messages in a music video, especially when he can get out more often and speak to more people about what he likes.

He's so curious about humans and their biological functions, don't be weird not like that, he always used to watch documentaries to Splinter and his brothers confusion.

Donnie frequently imagines what life would be like without a shell, with his skin a different texture, with his ears all weird and sticking out, he constantly asks you questions about living as a human.

He adores it if you know a lot about biology, especially if you know about turtle biology, even if he and his brothers are different than regular turtles for obvious reasons.

Donnie loves holding your hand, whenever he's nervous, or if you're nervous, he likes squeezing your hand and just holding it for a while. Even if it's kind of awkward because of his three fingers.

Michelangelo

Mikey loves showing off his ninja skills to you. Oh, you're just watching a movie? Watch him do the stunt from that one scene about fifty times.

He doesn't have much of a 'taste' in movies or music, he just sort of watches whatever captures his interest. His most watched media consists of an intense crime documentary and Pingu.

Mikey loves hugging you, no matter what you're doing he just (⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠)⁠つ⁠⊂⁠(⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠) His favourite way of hugging you is from behind, because then you can do whatever you want and he isn't bothering you, but he also gets to give you a hug.

As the youngest sibling, Michelangelo loves getting you involved in pranks that involve screwing over his brothers. He will beg you, BEG YOU, to let him stand on your shoulders to place a bucket of water on top of a door, to help him dye his brothers masks the wrong colours, basically anything!

He loves making friends and would like to meet your friends and family, that is if you have any or have a good relationship with them, and if you do, he's trying to impress them so he can in turn impress you.

He also expects you to get along with his family, you don't need to constantly hang out with them, but he likes to have the knowledge that his family accepts and trusts you, he also likes to have the knowledge that you trust his family.

While not being the most perfect and strong guy, he has full respect for you and he shows it in semi unconventional ways. Mikey constantly likes to play video games with you, and while he's never been able to play the newest or most expensive, he may or may not steal a game or two just for you.

If you have a console, PC or even just a god damn phone that can handle a decent game, expect you two to play for HOURS.

What shows both his family and you that he does truly love you is when he gives you a slice of his pizza, if you're vegan or allergic to his favourite flavour, he'll order what you can eat instead of what he wants.

His brothers genuinely have a full hour of just staring in shock at you and him when that happens.

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yanyanderes · 11 months

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(reverse isekai AU but they hasn't isekaied yet)

MC/Y.N : arm being rip out brutally by the main villian in the show and they're screaming and crying in pain

*how/what i think the turtle react/do*

Ralph : cries and sob even louder while squeezing the life side plushie for comfort. Sneer at the villian whenever they pop up on the screen

Leo : shed so much tears while watching. After that he buy/steal a plush of the villian to brutally torment it

Donnie : find every single flipping reason to slander the villian. He despite the villian with an amount of unbearable hatred

Mickey : angst fic material, he'll write a fic of him saving MC/Y.N after their arm got ripped out then having an epic fight battle with the villian which he win ofc

(pls correct me if im wrong-)

oh, you’re right there. very right. and you’re giving me many ideas.

they’re all very close to straight up breaking down when they first see it. now imagine their reactions if (y/n) is ever killed off.

raph is inconsolable. man can’t even speak. the same man who can barrel through walls with no trouble is now sobbing gibberish and hugging a plushie in his bed because his favorite fictional character died.

leo turns the villain’s plushie into his own personal punching bag. and stabbing bag. and slicing bag. bro destroys the thing and puts it back together so he can destroy it again. makes fun of his brothers for being so sad over a fictional character dying to cope with the fact he’s seconds away from straight up breaking down, too.

donnie is this 👌 close to tracking down where the storywriters live and threatening them and draining their bank accounts and ruining their lives, dude has to be locked up to keep him from killing anyone.

character death? what character death? (y/n) didn’t die! is what mikey says as he goes to (y/n)’s wiki page and re-edits it so his self insert revived them from the dead and they both live happily ever after. i wouldn’t be surprised if he taught himself how to animate just so he can animate that scene and keep up the delusion that his version is totally 100% canon.

and now i’m imagining them being isekaid into (y/n)’s world before they’re injured/killed, and they just. kidnap them. no hesitation, no questions asked. no risks. can’t lose them.

#yandere tmnt #yandere rottmnt #yandere teenage mutant ninja turtles #yandere rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #yandere tmnt 2018 #yandere raph #yandere rottmnt raph #yandere leo #yandere rottmnt leo #yandere donnie #yandere rottmnt donnie #yandere mikey #yandere rottmnt mikey #yandere #yandere reverse isekai au #yan-asks

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captainofthedauntless · 1 year

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hellooo, im not sure what your request rules are i couldnt find them but if this is within the rules, could you do headcanons of how each of the bayverse boys would like, appreiciate y/ns butt?? like you know how partners sometimes tap their s/os butt when they walk past? which boy would give a lil slap and which would just gently place their hand on it? if this isnt within the rules im sorry! if you just dont wanna write it thats cool too! i love youre writing okay byyyyeeeee <3

Hello, Anon! Thank you for asking- I do have rules, which you can find here. I also added them to my pinned for easy access. (And thank you for being so polite! I'm so glad you like my writing :) )

Headcanons below!

I think all four of the guys are very responsive, and are very quick to adjust to their partner's comfort levels- so if you're uncomfortable with them touching you in a certain way or area, they avoid it whenever possible.

If left to their own devices, though:

Donnie is a big fan of letting his hand rest on your back and leaning past you to show you something he's working on, or explain some formula he's got written out, or share something on his computer. It's moments like that, comfortable in his element, where his hand is most likely to find its way to rest against your butt. Chances are higher if you walk up while he's sitting in his computer chair. Easy reach.

Playful Donatello will, if given the opportunity, smack your butt with the whip of a towel or a wound-up shirt and a shit eating grin.

Doesn't usually smack your butt when he passes by you. He's far more likely to squeeze your shoulder or elbow for that little dose of affection. But it's fair game if you're leaning against a counter or table or desk, assuming you're not holding anything dangerous. (He always checks.)

Not big on touching your butt around anyone else, but will rest his hand just above it with zero problem.

Leo could go either way. It depends on his mood more than anything.

If he's feeling sweet and loving, it's not at all uncommon for his hand to rest on your hip and occasionally shift to your butt for a few moments and a little pat or squeeze before moving back.

If he's being a little shit, he makes it his life's mission to tap your butt when you least expect it. He likes to tease you about needing better situational awareness, and gets more than a little smug about his speed and stealth.

The most he'll do around anyone else is a silent, subtle pat pat. Everything else is for when you two have privacy. (Will go out of his way to catch you in a room away from everyone else for a kiss and a booty slap, though.)

Mikey loves touching you, period. Loves smacking your butt when you don't expect it, just to hear you yelp. Loves casually resting his hand there when he's standing beside you. Will pat it during hugs if he's feeling mischievous.

Usually, he only touches the butt when you're in a good mood. It's playful and goofy. But he will, occasionally, do it if you're sad as a way to give you a taste of normalcy.

He's a big fan of pairing butt touches with nicknames. Like "Hey, cuteness," Paired with a gentle swat, or "How's it shakin', baby cakes?" With a little jiggle-inducing pat and a shit eating grin.

Will do any of the above around anyone unless you seem uncomfortable. He has zero shame, but will act like he found some for you if the need arises.

Raph smacks your butt all the time, but only long into your relationship. The first time he does it is after a week of hyping himself up. You're standing at the sink in your kitchen washing dishes, and you hear him walk up behind you before one hand rests on the counter and the other gently collides with your butt. "Anythin' I can do?" He asked, a note of shyness in his voice that made you smile before pointing him to your dish towels.

After that, it slowly becomes more and more frequent. Loves to smack it in passing, smirking to himself whenever you squeak or laugh.

Will lift you up just because he can, and will absolutely support your butt with his hands.

He will smack your butt in group settings, but it's more subtle than when you're alone. More of a tap of affection than anything, and never around Splinter.

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annonniiiiieeeee · 1 year

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oh my god i love your leosagi kids. could we get a one shot abt a day in the life of our two fav dads?

Part 1

Usagi awoke early as he always did. He opened his eyes and smiled as he saw his husband’s sleeping face. He lingered for just a moment, enjoying the peace while it lasted. Then he carefully removed himself from the bed. He walked to Leo’s side and gently placed a kiss on his husbands cheek. Leo had been out late the prior night helping with an emergency downtown. Usagi would have gone with him but the kids always took priority. So he was determined to let his husband sleep as long as he could.

It wouldn’t be that long. They were traveling back to the Tenshu today. They tried to visit often but they were well over due the visit at this point as it had been three months since their last trip. They had a good reason mind you. Three months ago Hamato Kaida was born, they had waited until she was older to travel. Leo said she was old enough now but to Usagi she was still so small.

He leaned over the bassinet in their room to see Kaida curled up on her side. She could still fit in the palm of his hand. As he said, still far to small for traveling in his opinion, but Leo assured him over and over that it would be okay. They had traveled with Jorato when he was her age and the twins when they were even younger needing to move them to Leo’s world to medical reasons.

Usagi brushed his finger against the sleeping babe’s cheek. She was so precious to him. They all were. And he just wanted them safe.

He turned and made his way to prepare a quick breakfast for the family. As he was doing this he felt arms wrap around his waist from behind. He blew out a sigh as he felt his husband nuzzle the back of his neck.

“I was going to let you sleep.” He said in a quite voice not wanting it to carry to the sleeping children. He could feel Leo’s smile against his neck before a soft kiss was placed there.

“You know I can’t sleep without you any more.” Usagi let himself relax into his silly sap of a husband for a second. The moment ended with a call for “Daddy” from down the hallway. The voice was quite but Usagi caught it easily.

“Sakura is calling for you.” He informed his husband. Leo gave his waist one last squeeze before letting go.

“Duty calls, I’ll get the kids ready.” Leo said as he walked down the hallway. He went to the twin’s room first. Both girls had just turned two about a month ago. Sakura was already up and moving when he entered the room.

“Daddy!” She cried running over to him with arms wide open. Leo immediately crouched down and scooped her up.

“Good morning Flower Blossom.” Leo said as he kissed her check causing her to giggle. “What are you looking for this early in the morning?” He asked swaying them from side to side. He could see Ume starting to wake up from all the noise and commotion.

“‘erry dress!” Sakura responded excitedly. Leo smiled at her.

“The pink one with the matching pink bow that has cherries on it?” He asked her just to be sure. The girl nodded excitedly before leaning into snuggle her father. Leo smiled as he moved around the room quickly locating the outfit. “Do you want help getting into it.”

“No!” Was the quick response as well as a quick grab of the outfit from his hand. He set her down and moved over to Ume as Sakura started to struggle with her clothes. He knew it was better to let her come to him for help than try and help her right out the gate.

Ume looked up at him with big eyes before holding her arms up at him. He quickly scooped her up and kissed her cheek. “Good morning Flower Petals.” The little girl leaned into his arms hugging her dad tight. She was always quite and cuddly in the mornings, but after she fully woke up she matched her twin in energy. “Do you know what you want to wear today?”

Ume looked over to see her sister struggling with the tie of her dress before pointing at her and mumbling, “ap’i’ot” Leo knew what she meant. The twins had matching dresses that were cherry and apricot themed. They were a gifts from Aunt April for their birthday and the girls wore them everywhere. He knew exactly where it was.

“Daddy help.” He turned just as he handed Ume her outfit to see Sakura in her dress. It was tied wrong and her bow wasn’t tied around her head at all more just laying on top of it. Leo held in a chuckle and moved to help her.

After both twins were taken care of he chased them out of the room and towards the kitchen. Usagi had finished making breakfast and quickly sat both girls at the table. Leo turned and move to their sons room. Jotaro could sleep through just about anything, a blessing and curse. On one hand he wasn’t awoken by his sister’s giggling on the other he had once taken a nap under his bed. They couldn’t find him for an hour and the boy hadn’t awoken to their calls.

He pushed the door open to see his almost four year old son sound asleep with his head hanging off of the bed. Leo shook his head and walked over to wake his son up. “Jotaro-chan, wake up Sushine” he called. The boy woke up with a groan before looking at his dad. His eyes widened before he sat up quickly.

“We get to see Jiji today.” The boy was up and moving. Leo laughed though he understood the boys excitement. While they saw Splinter and Draxum all the time it was harder to visit Katsuichi. And it had been a long time since they had done so. Leo knew how excited the man was to meet his newest granddaughter.

“Do you need any help Son?” Leo asked as he watched the boy quickly grab a blue haori out of his closet. It had the Hamato crest on the sleeve and had been a gift to him from the last time they saw Katsuichi. The man had purposely got the boy a bigger one than needed so they wouldn’t need to replace it so soon.

“No Dad. I got it.” Unlike Sakura he did indeed have this as he quickly got dressed. Leo only need to help him adjust his tie around his waist. The two started walking towards breakfast. When they got the the kitchen Jotaro gasped and turned on his heel. “I ‘o’got somet’ing” he cried running back down the hall.

Leo let him think it wasn’t that big of a deal. He walked forward and accepted a plate from Usagi with a quick kiss to his lips. “Thank you Usa-chan.” Usagi smiled and placed his plate next to Leo.

“Where did Jotaro-chan go?” He asked looking down the hallway.

Leo looked up at him before shrugging. “Said he forgot something he’ll be along quickly.” Leo knew Jotaro would never slow them down on a morning when they were going to visit Katsuichi.

“Alright. I’m going to go get Kaida-chan.” When we’re done eating we’ll go.” He said the last part to the girls wanting them to know the plan for the day. As he walked down the hallway Jotaro rushed by him with a quick ‘morning Tou-san.’

Usagi reach his and Leo’s bedroom and approached Kaida’s bassinet. He was surprised she hadn’t started crying yet. But when he got there, she wasn’t there. His heart dropped to his stomach as he quickly moved the blankets around. Kaida wasn’t there. Where could she be? The bassinet walls were to high for her to climb out of. She wasn’t that mobile yet either. How did this happen.

“Leonardo-chan!” Leo heard his husband’s panicked cry. He quickly told their three children to stay there as he ran down the hallway.

He was greeted by a panic stricken Usagi. He was moving around the room looking under everything, picking up objects at random to check underneath them. “Usagi-chan what is it?” Leo asked approaching his husband.

Usagi wiped around to face him throwing his hand up to stop Leo’s movement. “Watch your step!” His eyes where wild and he looked genuinely afraid. Leo was starting to feel terror building with in himself as well. He had only seen Usagi look like that a hand full of times and it was always when someone’s life was on the line.

Leo froze where he was, looking down to see what he was about to step on but there was nothing there. He looked back up and held his arms out towards Usagi. “What is it Usa-chan? What’s wrong?” He asked the question gently hoping to calm them both down.

It didn’t work as Usagi still looked so afraid. “I can’t find Kaida-chan.” He whispered out. “She’s not in her bassinet.” Leo could feel his own heart rate increase. He knew how much Kaida’s small size freaked Usagi out. He also knew that he and his brothers were menaces growing up. He also knew that red eared sliders were climber. He hadn’t thought she could do so yet as she wasn’t even crawling yet, but what if she had?

He walked carefully to his husband watching his step as he did. When he reached him he pulled him close. He could feel Usagi’s trembling, this was his nightmare and Leo knew it. “We’ll find her I promise.” He whispered into Usagi’s ear. “She has to be in the house. We’ll search everywhere.”

“Daddy.” Leo turned to the door to see Jotaro standing there. “What’s wrong with Tou-san?”

Leo tried to smile for him no wanting to panic their children as well. “Hey buddy-“ before he could even finish his statement Jotaro called him out.

“Why a’e you using Uncle ‘aph’s baby ‘oice?” Oh no. The kid knew. Knew that was the voice the his brother pulled out when he was trying to hide his panic and worry. He started to walk over when Usagi stopped him.

“Carful Jotaro-chan!” The boy froze unsure of what to do or what he had done wrong. Leo took mercy on the boy.

“Kaida-chan has gotten out of her crib. We are looking for her. If you would like to help that’s great but you have to watch where you step.” Leo explained as calmly as he could.

But Jotaro looked confused. He tilted his little head to the side his ears flopping behind him. “But Kaida-‘an’s with me.” He said it so innocently. He held up his hands and his sleeves moved out of the way and there was Kaida nestled in his hands just like they taught him to hold her. “I fo’got to c’eck on he’ dis mo’ning.” He said.

Leo heaved a sigh of relief. Their son was obsessed with his youngest sister and how small she was. He always wanted to carry her. Leo felt silly for forgetting that.

Usagi pulled out of his embrace and approached the two children. He fell to his knees in front of them and quickly pulled the two into his arms. “Tou-San?” Jotaro questions but he was greeted with a sob that tore out of Usagi’s throat. The boy panicked and started to apologized. “I’m so’y I won’t do it again.” The boy was starting to cry to. Leo moved to try and do some damage control but Usagi was already on it.

Usagi reached up with his hand and wiped away his son’s tears. “I am not mad at you my son. You are not in trouble.” He started off reassuring the boy. “I was scared. I thought something happened to your sister. Your sisters, you, and your Daddy mean everything to me. I was afraid but that is not your fault.” Usagi tried to explain his own feelings while never blaming the boy as he truly hadn’t meant to cause the panic he did.

Leo came over and crouched next to them, placing a hand on both of their backs. “You’re not in trouble Jotaro-chan. Okay?” He waited until the boy nodded at him. Leo smiled as his son rubbing his back. “Next time tell us when you’re going to get Kaida-chan. I love how much you love her and I don’t want you to feel like you can’t hold her, but please tell us first so we don’t go through this again. Okay?” Jotaro nodded at him again. “Ok. You’re not in trouble, you were trying to help and be a good big brother. We just need to learn to communicate with each other okay?” The boy nodded again and leaned into Usagi more as Leo rubbed his back.

After a moment Leo could hear rustling from the kitchen. He could see that Jotaro was still upset and that Usagi was still shaken. He sighed and stood up. “How about some cuddle time on the bed. I’m sure Jiji will understand the delay.” Usagi looked up at him and gave a hesitant nodded. “Alright. I’ll go get the girls.” Leo leaned down and helped Usagi stand up while keeping a hold of Jotaro and Kaida. The two them split.

Leo headed for the kitchen, he didn’t have to go far. The twins were standing just outside of the hallway. As far as the could go while still following Leo’s instructions to stay in the kitchen. Leo smiled at them. He bent down and both girls rushed forward to hug him. He scooped them up and turned around walking back to his and Usagi’s bedroom. When he entered he saw that Usagi was already sitting up on the bed, Jotaro in his lap as he played with the boy’s ears. Kaida was still in Jotaro’s hands.

He approached the bed and with a playful roar dumped the girls on the bed. They stated giggling instantly. “Alright ladies attack Tou-san. I’ll be right back.” He turned and walked away.

“Leonardo-chan!” He heard his husband call just before he heard the sounds of little body’s impacting and giggles coming form all members on the bed. He smiled to himself and walked back to the kitchen. He grabbed a tray they had for when someone was sick and need to stay in bed. He placed his, Usagi’s and Jotaro’s breakfasts on it and grabbed Kaida’s food as well. The twins had already finished their food so he moved their dirty dishes to the sink. He carried the tray back to the bedroom.

When he entered he saw that the twins had snuggled up to either side of Usagi. Jotaro was still in his lap with Kaida. Leo balanced the tray and pulled out his phone taking a quick picture as Usagi was looking down at their children with a soft smile on his face. “Alright make some room so Tou-san can eat.” Leo called as he walked in. Usagi shot him a look as he did not particularly like having food in the bed, but he’d let it slide as it allowed him to keep his whole family near him for longer. Jotaro handed Kaida to Usagi and then moved off of his lap to sit next to Ume who was the closest to the middle of the bed. Leo sat down on Jotaro’s other side. He handed his husband his food. He took his own plate off of the tray and than placed the tray in front of Jotaro, giving the boy a wider plate to catch crumbs on. Leo held his hand out for Kaida. “I’ll feed her so you can eat.” Usagi was a bit reluctant to let go but he agreed as Leo was already half way through his meal and Usagi had yet to start.

After they finished Leo cleared the bed of dish and placed the tray in the bed side table. They passed the morning in bed all together. Katsuichi would understand their late departure. Usagi need sometime with his family in his arms.

#a world of samurais and ninjas #asks #leosagi #oneshot #rise leo #awosan miyamoto usagi #awosan kaida #awosan ume #awosan sakura #awosan jotaro

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blahhhhhhhohmigosh · 1 month

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ROTTMNT TURTLE SIBLING HEADCANOONS

A/n: HII YALL!! I'm back from the dead (like karai) so I'll prolly die later anyways I'm making a headcanoon chart with the turtles tickling their SIBLING! Or atleast this will be like if the SIBLING is gonna tickle them and if the turtles would tickle the sibling, and basically just an excuse to make headcanoons bout a sibling they found and how would they react if the sibling tickled them or they tickled the sibling (a.k.a you). So basically rottmnt turtles and reader!sibling tickles and headcanons!

Warrnings: just a backstory (it might be kinda sad since it's the sibling getting used to their new life), headcanons and obviously TICKLES!! if that's not your jammy jam go find a more fitting jammy jam that fits you! No worries!

Reader nicknames: Sibling, Y/n, N/n.

Love: Plantonic and sibling love. T-cest and pro-ships out the door now.

Im sorry I got lazy at the end and besides jts like night in my country, soon midnight 😭

ENJOY!!

Backstory:

Well this was new. A month ago you were a simple human, sure you didn't have many friends, ppl found you weird, you didnt have a goal on life and you had some issues. One of them was being lonely.

But atleast then you knew what you were! You knew how to walk without losing balance, you knew how to write even if your hand writing might of not been the best and you basically knew what you were.

But now? You find out your parents were witches, found you in a vent of weird goo coming out of a palace and they decided to keep you using cover up magic to disguise you as a human?

This was. Weird.

You found out later that they told you cause your brothers wanted to meet their "lost found sibling". You felt like one of those "The Neglected child becomes a princess!" Gacha music videos.

Your parents decided for you to live there and use Leo's ōdachi to teleport you back home if you wanted to visit your parents.

You were sad ofcourse. But after a week or two you stopped being anxious. Though you were now a hamato.

You went from walking in the halls of the school with crowded people to walking in abounded empty train rails with your new brothers and April, someone you though as a sister to go and just hang out. You went from being alone and slacking around to huffing when training with real weapons and ninjas! Though this did have some bad sides.

You had now only 3 fingers on each of your hand and you had 2 toes on each of your foot. To add the fact you had now a shell was quite uncomfortable and hard to work with. You coudnt walk properly for a week til you finally got used to it! You coudnt write, play or draw cause of the new 3 fingers, and it was uncomfortable laying down. Besides... YOUR HAIR WAS NOW GONE. though sometimes your parents did give you the potion that could turn you into the human you were before but only if needed.

It took sometime to get along with the turtles, since no one has ever been this friendly, Loud and mischievous. In many ways. Pranks, Jokes, Roasts, but what got you the most was the tickling.

Sure Pranks where fun although you didn't really participate in them since they were quite... well- exploding. Jokes? Leo made that many that if you said one everyone will say "we know" and Leo would just giggle. Roasts? Well too lazy/ tired sometimes to be original. But tickles? Gosh.

Thats where the fun begins.

Ler's:

In the first week you started finally gaining your balance Leo came up behind you and gave you a hug that just squeezed a bit too much to make you giggle. That gave them an idea that you're ticklish. And that's where the turtles started plotting.

Raph:

Raph is the biggest. So it's obvious he will scoop you up and just hug you like a doll while secretly tickling and squeezing your sides while pretending like you're not giggling to death.

And gosh, another reason added that you had sensitive skin in turtle form. This just made the tickles worse. And Raph knew it.

Ya know the "clothes don't make the turtle" episode? Well he'd tickle you like that just to win something. Wether it's a card or a video game.

If you'd be lazy he'd just start poking you till you admit defeat, but he will carry you to the training hall.

If you're getting carries by sitting on his shoulder then he will defenetly hold you down with one arm and just tickle and poke your feet as he speaks to the rest.

He'd scratch his claws and tease you by scratching your tickle spots making you burst into giggles.

If you won't do smth like throw out the trash then he'd tickle you as a "lesson" when inreality he just wanted to be petty and tickle you.

He teases.

Yes he does. You know the baby voice he does sometimes?

YES HE WILL USE IT AGIANST YOU.

"Oh nooo~ did my baby sibling 'forgot' to wash dishes?~ well I gotta teach you a lesson!"

"Aww why didn't you mention that your dead spot is here?~ I could of wrecked you a long time agooo!"

And after he'd be like-

"Yeah that's what you get!" And then he'd chuckle and just help you stand up rubbing your bald head.

Though if the others were ganging up on you and you obviously coudnt fight back he'd step into the game and give a pizza slice of the pizza they all ordered as he'd help you get justice- YOUR BIGGEST OLDEST AND COOLEST BROTHER IS THERE FOR YOU 🏋‍♀️🏋‍♀️🏋‍♀️💪💪💪

He has a nice after care, cuddles and a pizza slice while just talking. He likes hugs. And if he could he'd read you a story but in the end you'd be the one reading since he can't read.

Leo:

Defenetly the one that tickles you THE MOST.

Like he'd come up, annoy you and then start just pocking you, and excuse that as "sibling behavior" (he's totally lying)

He'd jump out of a closet and then start wrecking you into bits, for like, no reason.

Feeling annoyed? Tickles. Feeling bad? Tickles. Feeling lazy? Tickles. Feeling sad? Tickles. Feeling happy? Tickles. HED TICKLE YOU IN WHATEVER MOOD YOU'RE IN.

Since I think he and Donnie are the medics of the group I think he'd "pretend" that he's checking up your body since you were in a disguise for "so long" when in reality he wants to hear your giggles and squeaks.

If you'd stay up late he'd tickle you so you get tired. Put you into bed. Tuck you in. A (PLANTONIC / SIBLING LOVE) kiss on the forehead and go back to do is insomniac things.

Though he probably does know where to stop and when.

Like he'd immidietly know. No matter what!

His teases belong to the mood.

Like if you're sad he will be nice and just complement you. But when he's wrecking you while you're in a "Grumpy mood" and that you need to "cheer up".

Yh.

"Ooooo You like this? You like this?"

"Im not stopping!"

"Why r you giggling?"

"Your laughter sounds like a mouse (he'd say this not to offend you but to embarras you before he'd blow a raspberry)

I think his favorite thing in tickles are blowing raspberries.

Unlike Raph that would scratch you to make out giggles Leo would wreck you while blowing raspberries.

Your laughter would be SOOOO Loud.

Sometimes if you're in your human form and he has a mood to be petty he'd tickle you just cause you aren't bald rn.

He'd use his portal sword to cheat in it to.

Like let's pretend you stole his comic and you are reading it when suddenly you see a portal open up infront of you and start tickling your plastron meanwhile next to you is standing Leo smacking the comic out of your head while you're apologizing in giggles.

Though if you 2 team up I'd be mostly to maybe annoy other or cause the others ganged up on you and now you're taking Mikey while he is taking Donnie and Raph for justice!!

After care would be a pat on the shoulder, some ice water, and a jupiter Jim movie til you recover. (The other turtles and April would defenetly join, and Maybe Casey but I think he'd be confused of the movie)

Donnie:

He's an evil scientist that loves theater and justice. Do I need to explain more?

I think that at first he woudnt tickle you, he'd show his inventions to you, like every. Single. One.

But the thing is he was the first one to know that you're ticklish. How? Well he was the one that made the first health control to check on your turtle body and see if years of disguise affected it.

He'd squeeze you here and there, scratch some places making you laugh or giggle which gave him the idea you're ticklish.

He defenetly dramaticly gasped or sorry- he'd defenetly say that he dranaticly gasped before chuckling and giving a slight tease.

"Oh? I think I touched a nerve- litteraly"

He'd note that down and use it agianst you another time.

YOU ATE HIS LAST SLICE OF PIZZA? Tickle prison it is!

You could be just sitting doing smth and he'd come up to you and it would go like:

"Did you eat MY last slice of pizza?"

"Uh- no....?"

Maybe Donnie isn't good at lying but he knows when someone lies. The second you respond he'd start tickling you.

And like his twin he'd love wrecking you.

His teases would be something like:

"STOP SQUIRMING YOU DUMMY YOU MAY KICK ME!"

"From my last invention I found out you're ticklish! I gotta test that theory out!"

"YOU ATE MY LAST SLICE OF PIZZA. YOU WILL PAAAAAY"

Yh. i said. Crazyyyy

Like his twin he is gonna tickle you under health control but secretly.

He'd pretend he dosent notice it but he'd have a big smirk he's hiding.

If you wear purple sometimes at first he'd mind a bit but with time you would assure him that he's as important as others and he isn't replecable, with time he got used to you wearing purple, but he'd still use that as an excuse to tickle you.

I think his favorite tickling thing is maybe iteams.

I fell like he'd experiment diffrent things to tickle you with and then see which one gives the most laughter and which the least.

if you roast him or insult him (playfully ofcourse) he'd get pouty and frowny and he'd argue with you til he says

"THATS IT!"

Pick you up and start tickling you mercilessly.

I feel like if you 2 teamed up he'd tell you everyone's tickle spots.

Maybe not death spots (unless the others know your death spot) but he'd give you good exempels.

Mikeys knees, Leo's armpits, Raphs spikes...

Yh.

His after care? He'd put a blanket on you and start info dumping and you'd respond with a smile wondering what the heck he is talking about, or maybe you'd join in on the blabbering.

Mikey:

LOVVVES TICKLE HUGS.

He's the most affectionate??? Ofcourse he'd love tickle you AND hug you!

I feel like he'd be your first person to go to when you have a Lee mood.

Like, I feel like he woudnt comment, hug you, and tickle you.

He'd also be rhe most gentle one.

Like he'd tickle you either for justice or to cheer you up!

Or just cause he wanted to hear you giggle.

I bet that since he's now a older brother he gotta take care of you yaknow?

Yea he maybe is the smallest, but hes defenetly the most elastic one.

you 2 would be painting something and then he'd start painting on you shell making you giggle and laugh while he's painting a master piece on your shell.

you defenetly weren't tickled more when He took a sponge and started rubbing it to try and wash away the paint

I feel like he'd give out the sweetest teases ever.

"Your laugh is so cute Y/n!"

"N/n your face is red! Awwww!"

"You squeak like a mouse it's adorable!"

He'd defenetly won't become a tease monster if his doctor delicate touch side came out

He'd later say "Love ya sibling!" (PLANTONIC) Either in a teasing tone or a happy tone.

I think his favorite tickle method would maybe be tickle affection.

Hugs, kisses, nibbles ETC. (PLANTONIC, they are siblings.)

He'd nibble sometimes on your worst spots while hugging you and tickling you at the same time while grinning.

Alright maybe he is small, but if the rest ganged up on her? His doctor delicate touch side is back on.

Like I feel if you 2 would team up He'd tell you the best ways to tickle them. And how to wreck them properly to make them stop tickling you everytime you got your justice.

He's good At aftercare too!

I feel like everytime if yall would tickle each other yall would calm down, hug, and probably talk bout life or just sit in silence while Mikey was talking bout a new cooking book that meat sweats made.

Siblings 😭

Either of them is tickling you? The rest are either joining the tickle fight or just pretending You don't exist as you laugh your shell up.

They WILL gang up on you, no matter what.

You're their little baby sibling! You gotta get tickled a BIT 😒

While training you they'd tickle you or poke you and pretend like that is "preparing for you to focus"

If you'd win a game they would make plans to tickle you. Yea. I feel like they would.

But at the same time I think in the end a turtle pile will relax every one of you as after care while watching jupiter Jim movies.

Lee:

Raph:

Ticklishness? Probably 7/10.

It's hard to get him cause he's such a big boy!!! But there are ways to geth to him...dw...

Worst spots are probably his spikes and/or neck, his melting spots are palms and maybe feet.

He's kinda squirmy so watch out for spikes!

His laugh can be either squeaky and sweet or hysterically and kinda loud. There's no in between.

"N/N. N/N- *cackle* PLEASEEE-"

"Y/n NOT thehehehehreeeee!!! Eeep!"

*girly shriek*

He'd slapp his hand onto the floor if he has enough.

After that older brother needs an nap! Nighty night!

Leo:

Ticklishness?

9/10. This mother truckers ticklish.

A poke can send him into giggles.

His laugh is hysterically and dramatic and I know It I feel it.

Hes tickle spots are his plastron neck and shell (probably) oh and let's not forget armpits! His melt spots are probably feet and knees.

This idiot would say smth about you that you woudnt dare tickle him and 20 seconds later get wrecked by you.

"Y/N- Y/NNNNN NOHOHOHO IHIHIM SOHOHORRRY!!!"

"Nohohohoh!"

Squirmy butt. Be careful he might kick ya-

When you'd stop he'd pretend like nothing happend before getting justice-

Donnie:

Ticklishness? Same as his twin 9/10.

Though he's beter at hiding it even if he's not good of a liar.

He can hold in his laughter very well, well, unless you wreck him.

He'd lose it.

Bad spits are probably sides, armpits and shell' edges but BE CAREFULL WITH THE SHELL. His melting spots are though his neck and his arms.

He'd try to lie but he woudnt he able to.

His laughter is a bit squeaky and he snorts much!

"N/N STHOHO *SNORT* PPP"

"Y/n IHISWEAR- *SNORT*"

He'd curl up into a ball trying to protect himself of his squirming didn't work and he needs to try and protect his "edgy emo" persona.

He'd be embarrased after and just pretend like it didn't happen.

Mikey:

He's either 8/10 or 10/10.

His laughter is giggly squeaky and bubbly.

His worst spots are his shell, knees and feet while his melt spots are his face and probably shoulders.

He isn't afraid of tickles, he'd laugh along with you.

"Y/NNNNN AHHHHHH"

"oKaAhay PEACACAHEEE-"

He shrieks.

I feel like he'd just hug you in the end.

Thats all. Probably will edit this in the morning cause of the ending. I'm sorry this became this short at the end. Nighty night and of you want more just request idm!

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sskurwysyn · 1 year

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GOOD DAD DRAXUM AU GOOD DAD DRAXUM AU!!!! + Villain turtles (?)

So basically, what if Lou Jitsu didn't manage to snatch the turtles and they were raised by Baron Draxum

He's very very bad at parenting at first (he has exactly 0 knowledge on handling children)

Munnin and Huggin to the rescue!! (They don't know anything about parenting either but they do have something Barry lacks - common f-cking sense)

He was so happy his experiment worked out, he forgot to plan a bit ahead. In his mad scientist haze, he disregarded the fact he actually had to raise the specimens he made...

Actually their sentience was an accident! Draxum wanted mindless weapons (i physically cringed at that lol lfls gave me trauma), maybe pets, def not children. So at first he wasn't too happy with the outcome. But after realizing the possibilities their sentience opened, he was ecstatic, bragging to everyone that his experiment worked even better than planned.

He reads a lot of parenting books 👍

Barry has troubles with empathy, but he makes it up with a deep understanding of psychology and biology. He strives to bring out the most out of every turtle, so he tries to choose those training methods, that would actually WORK.

He read somewhere that children need physical touch at least four times a day to develop properly. He doesn't know what a hug is, so four times a day he just. Picks his children weapons up and holds them for a minute awkwardly. He eventually learned to be more casual when picking them up, but it took a while.

When the tots were still in their baby form, Draxum carried them on his shoulders instead of the gargoyles.

The tots really liked to sleep in the dog bed 🥺🥺 /bc of the fireplace/ Munnin and Huggin didn't mind, they either tried to squeeze themselves next to the turtles, or they just slept hanging upside down from something (like bats), keeping an eye on them.

They reclaim their bed happily when Draxum builds the tots a terrarium though.

Honestly those two go from evil henchmen to fulltime nannies in the matter of days and they enjoy it a lot, surpisingly.

The turtles enjoy Lou Jitsu movies very much, and they compare themselves to him all the time. He's basically their idol and they dream of meeting their DNA-dad. They idolize Lou even more than in canon, since they know that he's related to them from the get go.

Mike painted him on a cardboard. Now they have real life sized Lou Jitsu cardboard cutout just vibing around the house.

Draxum deems art an useless skill and a waste of time. So he and Mikey get into fights about it all the time.

Draxum may be emotionally distant, but he's much more interested in the boys' lives than Splinter ever was. Which, okay, it's good for the most part, but it shows to be problematic if his ideals don't align with the turtle's actions.

Donnie is his least favorite, only because he sees himself in the softshell too much and it makes him uncomfortable.

Mikey is his favorite, actually (because of the EXTREME potential he's hiding) but that just means he gets the most shit from Draxum, honestly.

The boys are muchhh much more rebellious and uh... morally questionable than in canon.

Remember lair games? Yeah. Remember when Leo accidentally caused Don to twist his ankle? Yeah. Let's just say, it wouldn't exactly be accidental in this AU.

Turtles have a deep dislike of humans, mostly caused by Draxum's views on them. They stick to the Undercity for the most part, unless they sneak out to NYC to cause some chaos. That's how they meet April, actually.

Yeah, they're not friends in this AU. Arch nemesis would be more accurate. Especially with Donnie. They hate each other with a burning passion.

"Stop mutating innocent citizens!!!" "Make me, hummie! (sfx: madman laugh)"

Yes turtles are personally involved in mutation of the villains from the show. I will not be elaborating.

Usagi and Gen are very important figures in this AU :DD probably as important as April and Splinter, honestly. (And i may or may not bring Jei into it as well... Still thinking about it)

I have more ideas but then this post would be insufferably long i mean its pretty long as it is

#i mostly wanted to write somewhere my ideas #and figured i may as well share it w you #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #michelangelo hamato #donatello hamato #leonardo hamato #donnie rottmnt #mikey rottmnt #raphael hamato #raph rottmnt #baron draxum #good dad draxum au #im 100% doing more stuff with this au cuz its so enjoyable #villain turtles au #who gave ryba a pen

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thr-333 · 1 year

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How did F!Leo get Leo Junior in your AU?

Ahha! you have given me the perfect excuse to share this snippet of the fic I'm working on for this

So Leo wasn’t dead, despite his best efforts. Plus despite his resolve to not think about it™ he was indeed fulfilling his promise to DDT. That happens when you’re looking down at the newly mutated rat version of your Dad and four little turtles in the cardboard box next to him Leo tries not to not linger on.

Dad at this point is skinny and lanky; he really doesn't look all that different from Lou Jitsu. Leo wonders if he had kept better care of himself would he have had such a hard time adjusting. Probably, in the later days of Dad’s life he had lost a lot of his fat from the virtue of rations and regular fighting for your life-style exercise. Even then Leo didn’t think his Dad ever fully accepted his rat form.

But he looks so young here. Passed out in their old lair, the first one they had before shredder. It looks like he collapsed in a heap of exhaustion the second he found somewhere dry. Rain and bits of sewage muck still clinging to him. He was already so tired, how? It couldn’t have been more than a week since they were first mutated.

That's another thing when he told Mikey to make a time gateway he didn’t expect his brother to be so extra about it. He really just meant to send Casey back to the day of, if not a few days before so he could get his barings first. The two had discussed it. Leo knew it would take everything he had that Mikey wouldn't be able to hold out long before getting destroyed. Especially in a heat of the moment spell. Which is why Leo knew sending Casey back here was impossible. That and he had already spent days scouring the city for a sign of him.

No, his presence here probably had more to do with the intricate fading orange design lacing up his arms. It had that sort of cracking appearance that Mikey did while making the time gateway. This however was more controlled and purposeful, with letters he couldn't understand woven between the lines. This spoke of a longstanding spell, something that Mikey had made in the event of either of their deaths. It had glowed bright the way their mystic powers did when he first arrived and had steadily been growing duller. Leo hoped they remained, he never got the chance to grab Mikey’s mask, a memento of his last brother.

There was also the chance that the marks fading meant his time here was up. But Leo somehow doubted it. There was nothing really going on around this time. The foot clan hadn't even begun thinking about collecting pieces of mystic armor. Leo had already looked for hide or hair of the key and came up with nada. Their mutation had already happened so that meant Draxum’s lair was destroyed and he wouldn’t be causing problems for anyone anytime soon.

That was the crux of the issue wasn’t it. The four baby turtles. He hovered over the little box. One side was soaked already peeling off at the corner. He knew everyone would be tumbling out the second they were awake enough to test the integrity of their playpen. They were all so small he could fit them all in one hand easily. Mikey was obviously the smallest of them all adorably round and clinging to Donnie’s leg even with the soft shell trying to kick him off in his sleep. It was almost funny if the sight of his twin at any stage of his life didn’t have Leo tearing up. He moved quickly onto the biggest of the lot and had to cover his mouth choking back a sob.

Their exact ages had gotten fuzzy with time. But Leo was pretty sure this little Raph was closer in age to his Raph than Leo was.

He wanted to scoop them up and hug all his brothers again. But he was pretty sure their shells were weak at this age and Leo wasn’t sure he could hold back squeezing them as tightly as he could. Besides, he didn't deserve it.

Raph and Donnie you could call those accidents markers of Leo’s incompetence. Not Mikey, he had looked his baby brother in the eye. The same baby brother that was making a mix between chirping and babbling noises in his sleep. Had looked him in the eye and asked him- told him to die. Had premeditated and planned his little brother's death. Leo wished he had died first, not just before Mikey but before all of them. He should've, they would probably been better off for it.

… Speaking of.

The last turtle he had been avoiding looking at. Simply because it was about to become relevant and Leo couldn’t be one hundred percent sure that this whole thing hadn’t been orchestrated by DDT as petty revenge for Leo dismissing him before. Actually right now that was his top working theory.

Leo had never seen any baby pictures of himself. Dad didn’t have a camera back then. He had no idea his markings used to be lighter, getting more pigmented with age. The light green stripes were practically cat scratches. He was sleeping restlessly trying to roll over in his sleep to find the other tots. Leo put his hand in between him and Raph just before little him could make contact. Their hands touched showing just the sheer size difference between then and now.

“It’s pathetic to be mad at a literal child,”

DDT wasn’t wrong, it did feel ridiculous to have beef with a baby. He picked the tot up, who gave a displeased squeaking sound in his sleep but didn’t wake up. It did make the others stir the sound disrupting their sleep. Surely that was a metaphor for something. Leo’s loud mouth always causing his brother's problems. Raph’s eyes cracked open looking up and zeroing in on Leo. He was pinned under the gaze with wide clear eyes that have never seen the horrors of this world.

Even at fifteen his brother's gaze had never been that unburdened. Since shredder and their first loss in the family Karai Leo had never seen them without a certain tragedy coloring his brothers outlook on life. The soon to follow apocalypse and the countless deaths that followed merely cemented that in his brothers look which Leo had forgotten what he looked like before.

He couldn’t let that future befall his brothers. Any of it. He wanted to keep them safe and sheltered and beg Dad never to let them out of the sewer.

Oh how they would hate that.

He couldn't protect them from everything. There would always be low level threats and a curiosity that leads to them. All he could do was his best to get rid of some of the bigger ones and make sure the Krang never happened. It also meant he couldn't stay here. He would always be a little piece of the apocalypse a forgotten timeline. It would cast a shadow over his brothers and ruin their childhoods. That was fine he could work from the shadows behind the scenes thats where he did his best work. He just had to guarantee the Krange never happened.

There was one way to do that. He looked at the baby in his hand. Sometimes you need only remove one bad seed.

Raph had stared long enough to realize Leo wasn’t releasing his brother. He made grabby hands and little babbling sounds that were precious in every way. Leo smiled sadly. Moved into the shadows. Raph cried out. He didn’t look back.

#like I said the batman style of adoption #which isnt't entirely fair bruce technically only kidnapped one child #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #rise #f!leo #future leo au #Leo Junior au

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freestyle-crocodile-trashpile · 2 years

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you can make headcanons of raph leo mikey and donnie who date a pretty tall reader (like 6.11) who is quite tall and quite a bit busty so at one point the reader approaches the turtle and lifts them to the ground and then gives them a hug but the reader didn't notice that their faces are being squeezed between their chests to death (headcanons separate)

A/n: this request is gold. Thank you for requesting

Summary:the turtle Brothers have a tall boyfriend who picked them up to hug them but he has quite the chest

Version:2003

Donatello

He was just reading his book nothing crazy just a Steve Irwin book

But while he was reading his boyfriend just came along and picked him up tor a hug

Now the funny part is his boyfriend is like 6'11 and he's only 5'2

Yeah so the hug would be a bit awkward if he just hugged Donnie

But he didn't he picked him up

Now normally Donnie would be at his stomach or shoulders depending on how you hug him

But this time he was in your chest

And because of that he was kinda suffocating between your pecs

You didn't notice

And donnie was like punching your back and kicking

When you looked down and seen him trying to push away you put him down

And immediately after he took a big breath in

You apologized while he tried to refill his lungs

You were embarrassed while mikey and raph were laughing in the background

He was kinda glad though

He never thought that once in his life he would almost get suffocated by his boyfriend's pecs

But hey he would be glad if it was by your pecs and not someone else

Raphael

He was casually watching TV when you asked for a hug

Now just like he was only 5'2 so usually he was either up to your stomach or shoulders

But now was different

When he agreed and stood up so its not Awkward

He didn't expect you to pick him up

Not most of the time he didn't mind sense he would just be at your shoulders nothing to bad

But on he hand gone straight to your chest

It took him a moment to process the fact that he'd between your pecs

When he did he chuckled before he started to struggle to breathe

Than he started to freak out

He definitely didn't want to die because his boyfriends pecs suffocated him

So he grabbed his sais and started to poke you

He kept doing it until you put him down

When you did he started to gasp for air and put his hand on his plastron

When he caught his breathe he kinda yelled at you for almost suffocating him

He watched realization hit and you become red

He laughed as you awkwardly walked away

But he wishs that he was suffocating from your pecs because it was comfortable

Michelangelo

He was just chilling watch his brother get scowled by splinter

And just like all his brothers he's 5'2 so your pretty big compared to him

But he never turns down hugs and he got himself between your pecs

So when you asked for a hug you weren't going pick him up just hug him

But he had other ideas

He jumped up into your arms trying to get to your shoulders but Instead ended up between your chest

And as soon as he hit your chest you wrapped your arms around him so he didn't fall

It you just started to suffocated him

But hey he's enjoying it

So he didn't freak out he just enjoyed the squishy pecs of yours

So you had to realize that you were suffocating him

And when you did you quickly dropped him and made sure he was okay

When he was you yelled at him for not telling you that you were suffocating him

All he said was worth it before passing out

Leonardo

He was training and he didn't plan on stopped any time soon

While until you came up to ask him for a hug

He didn't say no

And with that he ended up in almost dieing

All because he didn't notice he was suffocating

He's got a lot of stress with all that's going on so he didn't notice

So he enjoyed the warm hug and comfortable pecs you have

And since he didn't notice you didn't notice so you just stood there holding leo and swaying

But when you felt him go limp that's when you got worried

Turns out this poor boy just passed out

So you and to take him to Donnie and make sure he didn't die

He's good he's alive

A/n:sorry this took awhile but it was fun to make and I hope you enjoyed

#tmnt #tmnt donatello #tmnt raphael #tmnt leonardo #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt headcanons #tmnt imagine #tmnt x male reader #tmnt 2003 #tmnt x gn reader #tmnt x reader #tmnt 2003 x male reader

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@somerandomdudelmao Oops my hand slipped-

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When Raph died the first time, he hadn’t expected to be brought back to life. But before he could take Karai’s hand and pass on, Mikey’s ninpo dragged him back into the mortal world. There, he’d lived the rest of his days as a robot built by Donnie. He didn’t mind if he could continue to help and protect his family.

But when Leo dropped the question, he knew that was it. Raph was never going to refuse it. The thought didn’t even cross his mind. Their generator was failing and the only other one left was the one in his chest.

If the Resistance was to survive, then they needed it.

Even as Leo begged him to refuse, even as Mikey cried, even as Casey plead for him to not go through with it, he knew that his days on the mortal plane were over.

Ascension to the spirit realm was a lot easier this time. He could watch for a while as the engineers hooked the robot's body up with powerlines and distributors. He watched until he sensed a presence behind him. When he turned, his Gram Gram was standing there.

She offered him her hand. “Are you ready to go?”

Raph chuckled wistfully. “I’m a bit overdue, ain’t I?” He took her hand. The pair floated away from the scene, scattering into light particles. He could still sense her. “There is someone waiting for you, child.”

Donnie.

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Life as a spirit was quite… interesting. At least, according to Hamtato Donatello. He could watch over his brothers whenever he wanted. See, but never speak.

Yes, he had been trying to reach his brothers’ ninpo. However, something was messing with his connection. No matter how hard he focused or tried to manifest himself, it just wasn’t enough.

So when he witnessed the events surrounding Raph, he’d almost felt… relieved. He didn’t wish death upon any of his brothers, but to be able to see one of them again and actually touch him filled him with a sense of longing.

When Karai returned with his brother in tow, Donnie was already waiting. And he knew that Raph knew.

He and the snapper locked gazes. There was one beat of silence and then he felt Raph’s arms around him. And he was warm.

The genius cried. He cried his eyes out, sobbing against Raph’s shoulder. It had genuinely amazed him that spirits were able to cry, but here he was. Raph just hugged him tightly, even lifting him into the air.

After a moment that could’ve lasted years or just a heartbeat, he chuckled and patted Raph’s arm. “Okay, big guy. Can you put me down now?”

Raph stared at him, seemingly taking that in offense, but obliged. He smiled sheepishly. “Sorry, Don. I promised Mikey that I would.”

Donnie looked Raph over. His brother looked so… normal. He’d returned to the Raph they all knew and loved before the incident and the consequent robot ordeal. It was almost as if the apocalypse never happened. Gone was the Raph-chasm, his worry lines having been reduced to a less intimidating size. He had his snaggle-toothed grin back and it was lighting up the entire realm.

Before the two could even calm down from the experience, a third spirit joined their side. And while Donnie had had time to adjust to this all, Raph certainly had not.

“Dad…?”

Splinter looked the same, but at the same time, he looked so much younger than Raph could ever remember him to be. Their father smiled at him and patted his leg. “Hello Red,” he said gently.

Raph kneeled and took his dad in a proper, tight, hug. He squeezed him happily. Luckily spirits couldn’t feel pain. Splinter laughed like he always did and hugged him back with his tiny rat arms. “I’m glad to see you again,” he said softly.

Raph was crying now too, an onslaught of emotions overwhelming him. For a while, he just listened to the soothing whispers of his father and focused on the gentle sensation of Donnie rubbing his shell.

It was safe to say that they didn’t let go for a while.

#rottmnt writing #fan writing #rise of the tmnt #cass apocalyptic series #but it's a fan oneshot #spirits #future donnie #future raph #splinter #feelies #my brain ya'll #reblog for a part 2 i guess?#fizzie's fanboying

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latoyalestrange · 9 months

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IT’S NEVER OVER

Joel Miller x F!OC

Summary: Jessie tries to return to normal life after Joel fixed her car the night before, and subsequently, took over a portion of her mind since the moment she drove home. In an attempt to bury herself in her work to distract herself, she found out she needed Joel much sooner than she anticipated.

Words: idk yet

Warnings: not edited, oblivious mutual pining, fluff, friends to lovers

CHAPTER THREE -- RED LIGHT, GREEN LIGHT

MAY 2, 2002

Butterflies. Huh. Jessie hadn't felt like that in a long time. He was just being nice, right? An established contractor, a very handsome one at that, could be interested in her? To Jessie, he was entirely out of her legue, especially when compared to the men she'd wasted her time on before. That's not what Jessie wanted to do this time around. She couldn't bare to be toyed with anymore, so she needed to be cautious. Either he was the one or love simply didn’t exist. She came to realize over the years that this was true, just for different reasons.

She had a hard time falling asleep that night. She found herself smiling as her mind wandered every time she closed her eyes. She didn’t dream of him once she finally drifted off, in fact she didn’t dream at all. When she opened her eyes, it was suddenly morning but she didnt feel like she slept at all. After a few moments, something felt off. It was much too bright in her room for her usual wake up time for her sunday brunch shift.

“Shit!” She was on her feet in a split second, rushing around to get ready. She fixed the long braid she put her hair in before bed, threw on her uniform, and took the extra few seconds to put a glittery pink gloss on her lips. she raced down the creaky stairs, passing her brother who sat on the couch watching the news.

“Morning! Mom made—“

“I can’t, Leo, I’m late!” She called back as she made it to the back door in the kitchen. She quickly grabbed her dingy tennis shoes and sat down at the table to put them on. The smell of garlic, tomatoes, fresh bread and eggs made her stomach rumble.

“At least take some toast, honey,” her mother, still in her bathrobe and pajamas, emerged from her room off of the kitchen. She took a peice of the perfectly buttered bread she staged next to the pan on the stove and handed it to her daughter.

“Thanks, Ma.” Jessie took the bread after tieing off her second shoe and took a grateful bite. She gave her mother a hug, towering over her petite frame while being average height herself.

“You work too hard, my love.” Her mother squeezed her for as long as she let her. Once her brother entered the room as well, she kissed her on the cheek.

“I love you, Ma,” She avoided the comment, still chewing her bread. She turned to hug her brother as well, who pecked her forehead.

“You’ll be home before dinner?” The girl nodded, taking another bite. They separated and she slung her purse over her shoulder, grabbing her keys off the table. They said their final goodbyes as she walked out the door, a little less flustered and more put together than before.

Her drive to work started out normal. Her car was a little squeaky on a good day and was a bit of an eyesore, but it got her to work and back. That’s all she needed, and frankly, all she and her family could afford. It was her brothers car before he got a new one after getting the factory job. Everything was going to plan, she would be later than she normally was, but if she hussled, she’d be there with a few minutes to spare. But as she could see the stoplight, her halfway point to the diner, she felt a slight jolt in the car. Then, before she could process what was happening, she could hear her car sputtering out in the middle of the road. She tried to accelerate, but it was no use. She thought quickly enough to pull over to the side, in utter disbelief as she put the car in park.

“You have to be kidding…” She sat there for a moment, stunned at her unluckiness as cars honked and drove around her. She rummaged through her purse after a moment, looking for her phone. Sitting on top of it was a sharp index card with “Miller Construction” plastered on the front. She could just call her brother but she’d have to tow her car, and that was money she couldn’t afford to spend. She fought back in forth with herself for a few moments. Time was ticking and the sun was beating down on her in the hot car. Before she knew it, she was dialing the number on the card, her heart pounding as she listened to it ring.

“Miller Construction.” He answered casually.

“I- um—“ Jessie quickly realized how ridiculous this all was. Why would she bother a stranger with this? “It’s Jessie, from the diner…”

He didn’t respond for a beat, so she continued. “Listen, I’m broke down on the side of the road and I’m gonna be late—“

“Where are you?” She was almost caught off guard by his willingness to help her. He hardly knew her. She took a second to look around for street sings.

“I’m on St. Claire and 13th, right next to the Shell—“

“I know where that is, stay put. I’ll be right there.” And with that, he hung up. Somehow, Jessie was left even more confused and flustered than before. She instantly called her boss afterward despite how she was feeling. No matter what, she could not lose this job. Thankfully, her southern-bell waitress was more than understanding.

She waited for what felt like forever, tapping her foot nervously on the floorboard. She recognized their truck as soon as it pulled onto the road, seeing the brothers smiling faces in the front. Tommy pulled it right up next to her, and she couldn’t help but smile as Joel leaned out the window.

“Hi, darlin’. Got a flat?” She shook her head, hoping he didn’t notice her blushing.

“No, she just died on me while I was driving.” Joel climbed out of the truck, the sun forcing him to squint as he looked down at her. Tommy pulled the truck around to align the bed with the front of the car as Joel opened the driver-side door. She gazed up expenctantly for a moment, making his own stomach flutter.

“Scoot over.” He nodded to the passenger seat. She glanced ahead as Tommy hooked something under her car and understood.

“Right, sorry.” She climbed over the center console and almost fell into the passenger seat. Joel attempted to sit down, but quickly realized he couldn’t fit without drawing the seat back first. She stifled a chuckle as he struggled to adjust the seat. He finally settled in with the seat all the way back and tilted just a bit. She could smell his musky cologne instantly.

“Much better.” He sighed before putting the car in neutral. Tommy stuck his hand out the window, giving him brother a thumbs up, which he mirrored.

“Thank you. Really. I would’ve had to pay to get it towed.” Her eyes scanned him as she spoke, taking in the sight of him. God, even the way he sat was so nonchalant yet tempting.

“It’s no problem. I hate to say it but even I get bored on Sundays. My only day off.” He chuckled a bit, leaning on the center console with his muscular arm.

“Let me repay you. Next time you come in, it’s on me.” Their body language was saying everything they didn’t want to say. Turned towards eachother, shoulders relaxed, and it was a good thing Tommy was leading because Joel couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. He knew how much she hated that uniform but it was so damned cute on her.

“Fine. You’re still getting tipped though.”

Jessie spoke too soon, though. Once the brothers got her car to Joel’s garage, she quickly realized a free dinner wasn’t nearly enough. Joel couldn’t find a problem under the hood, so he tried looking underneath her car as Tommy held a flashlight. It was at this point that Sarah emerged from the front door, three waters in hand.

“Hi!” She said cheerfully. “Thought you might be thirsty.” She handed the first one to Jessie.

“Thank you! Your dad’s just looking at my car for me.” She’d heard loads about Sarah. What a good kid she was, how much she took after her father, and some of the things she liked.

“Yeah.” She chuckled knowingly. “He was talking about you last night.” As if it were a reflex, Joel sprang to his feet to meet his daughter.

“Thank you, Sarah. You can go back inside, it’s hot.” He took the last two water bottles and shooed her away. She gave Jessie a pointed look before turning to leave. She glanced at Tommy, who was smiling and holding back laughter.

“Looks like your fuel filter needs changed.” Joel changed the subject, hands stained with oil and sweat beading on his forehead. Fuck. She could hardly focus on what he was saying but it sounded expensive.

“I’ll have to go to the auto shop later. I’ll take you to work on the way so you’re not more late than you already are.” He set one bottle aside for Tommy and opened the other one, drinking selfishly and letting it dribble down his chin.

“Um, sure!” She could hardly speak, let alone know what to say. “But that sounds like a lot of work, no? And money?”

“Don’t worry about it, darlin’. I’ll get it taken care of.” He placed a strong yet comforting hand on her arm, that familiar smoulder on his face.

“Then let me babysit. It takes a village. Maybe I could give her some guidance.” It was the perfect solution. He’d fix her car in exchange for a few weeks of free babysitting and she’d get to keep seeing him. She saw the same realization hit him as a smile tugged on his lips.

“Sure. Whatever helps you sleep at night.” He let his hand fall, passing by her to get in his truck that was now parked behind her car. He gestured to the passenger seat again. She quickly followed, having to hoist herself up into the cabin. Once she closed the door, they were locked in again, their own little bubble.

“Thank you, again. For everything.” She repeated sincerily. He was silent for a moment, reading the expression on her face as he pulled away from his house. Her smile was almost inviting.

“Don’t mention it, sweetheart.” His sultry voice sent a shiver down her spine. She turned and blushed, her eyes glued to her purse that sat in her lap. “I might just take you up on that babysitting offer.” He added, smirking over at her.

“I’ll show up and force you out if I have to, Miller. I mean it. I’m making up for every cent you put into my car.” Her voice was stern now, which just made her seem more adorable to him.

“Yes, ma’am.” He complied.

“Good.” He chuckled at her intensity. She rolled her eyes, and she was smiling as she did so.

After a few moments of comfortable silence passed before Joel pulled into the patchy parking lot of the diner.

“Don’t work too hard.” He teased as she unbuckled. She bit her lip, and he could see something in her eyes and the way she looked at him. She inched closer to him, hesitating before kissing his cheek. She smiled as she quickly turned to open the door, avoiding eye contact.

“When should I pick you up?” She hopped out of the truck, holding onto the door for support. She planted her feet on the ground, facing him as she propped the door open. She hadn’t thought of how she would get home tonight, so she answered, “Is ten okay?”

The man nodded almost too eagerly, “Yeah, that’s fine. See you at ten.”

“See you at ten.” And with that, she used most of her upper body strength to push the hefty passenger door closed and turned to walk away. She let her face express her true excitement out of his sight as she hear the truck drive away.

Maybe she asked to babysit Sarah out of the kindness of her heart and to repay her debts. Or maybe, and more likely, she used it as an excuse to see Joel more often. Either way, it was a win for the both of them.

#joel miller smut #joel miller x oc #joel miller fluff #joel the last of us #joel and ellie #joel miller x reader #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller #the last of us #the last of us smut #the last of us fanfiction #the last of us hbo

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Long post about the dreams I had last night and the night before.

First dream: I don't remember all but there was this Ancient Egypt Goddess who I called Mama since she was like a mother to me. She was made of stone, being stuck on rocky wall. I had to do some small tasks which helped her to get free from the wall. In my last task I had to put some mascara on on myself but it was heavy and thick, making my eyelashes too big and heavy, forcing me to close my eyes. I almost cried at her to help me since I couldn't see. She smiled (I felt it) and reached her hand towards me (super long arm), wiping the mascara off. I then added very dark green eye shadow on my eye lid but the more I rubbed it, more golden light green it became. I then had to go rub this eye shadow on small rock statues which had been carved in the rocky wall, giving them high lights spots. This freed Mama. Then the road started to flood and whatever I stood on, started to float away from Mama with the water. From one part the water went to left and that's where Mama went with the flow. She said something to me and I knew this was the last time I ever saw her. She was going there to sacrifice herself to save us humans. I screamed and cried, begged her not to go but that was all I could do before waking up.

Second dream: Long and heck confusing dream. I was in this weird place and I knew I had to find Rise turtles since they were important and would help me with my task / get me out of there. I was shown a photo of them. So I started my search, deciding to find Leonardo first since he was actually the main key. I found it but it was a surprise he was not with his brothers. I had to do something to actually "bring him to life" but it was more or less easy, yet confusing, thing. Then he and I ventured in this weird place, facing obstacles (like a door which needed specific sized and looking dildo to be opened!). Eventually we came to this hill, seeing pink palace further away. We came down the hill, seeing old time tiny car. It was red and since it worked, we squeezed in there with the driver who was sitting there already, waiting for us. Between Leo and I was this snapping turtle plushie and it suddenly came to life, being Rise Raph. He was HUGE! I was so happy we found him that I reached to hug him, wrapping my arms around his neck as much as possible, crying against his neck. I remember repeating to him how happy I am he is there with us, how happy I was for finding him with Leo etc. He looked like his regular Rise version but he had this very long and thick tail. We needed to find Donatello and Mikey next but sadly we never found them. At some point I was back inside of that weird place with dildo needing door with my sister but it all went so confusing etc. that I don't remember the rest anymore.

Third dream: Another long and weird dream. I stood at the edge of the cliff which lead / opened in to huge ancient cave with some green plants and waterfall. With me was a human man, some "demon warrior" lady (best described as similar to Karlach from Baldur's Gate 3) and someone else or two. We were on the quest but it didn't go all that well, I assume, since we never got further from this waterfall cave. Except once but I don't remember seeing or experiencing it but I knew we had got further once.

On this cliff was stone altar thingy and some golden objects which needed to be placed right on it. There was golden male God statue - like Zeus, 2 golden "tiger" paws statues and fourth one too which I don't remember. I carefully placed them on their spots and we heard a sound, getting a pathway down. However, we first tried to go up while chatting with each other but we were returned back on the starting point, to this altar. We then started to go down, or at least I did, while this "Karlach" lady started to talk to the human man, praising one female which, apparently, was part of our group but was not with us at the moment.

I stopped when I heard a voice, turning to look up at the wide opening hole. There, behind the man, stood huge "cat bus" (from Ghibli's Totoro) but his face was old man's, not cat's. There was this huge headless statue carved on the rocky wall next to the path which lead down. I hadn't seen it before from above but I saw it now while standing on the pathway down. I instantly recognized it as headless Anubis. This cat bus thing pressed this statue's left chest (my right, his left) and the chest was soft! I saw it move under the pressure of being pressed. It was either the cat bus or the man who said they were voting for the result: War or this female warrior who was not with us. The cat bus voted for war and so did the human man.

Myself and "Karlach" voted for the warrior woman. "Karlach" got carried away with her praising for the woman, saying how strong this woman had become in our first quest. Like SUPER strong! And I knew this to be true - I'd been there and saw it all. However, this male had not been there and the more he heard, the more shocked and furious he became until he snapped. He couldn't handle it that there was someone stronger than him so he started to attack on us, yelling like man none wasn't better or stronger than him, trying to kill us. We got separated as I started to run down these stone stairs, coming in tiny round room which looked like old wine cellar. I yelled and cursed something to "Karlach" for pissing this man off but I never got reply from her.

To my right suddenly opened a doorway which lead in glorious underground... tomb museum or something. White gloving stone walls and floors, little pillars to hold items, small golden decorations there and there etc. There was this skeleton guy in purple robe and he reminded me of this "skeleton guy" from Baldur's Gate 3 who is in the camp, reviving dead member if you pay him. He signaled me to follow him while he used some of his skills, lifting an item in the air with the power of his mind, transforming this item into a red brain. He shot it at the man who was somewhere behind me, starting to lead the way as I followed him. He shot that metallic brain item at the man over and over again while still calmly leading the way forward. The place was beautiful and it felt safe. At one point this skeleton guy took another item, golden, turning it into a super tiny golden helmet, shooting it at the guy, saying without moving his mouth that he can have his helmet of wisdom back. Apparently it should calm the guy down, seeing all good points in having strong warrior with us - and not seeing her as a threat to himself.

After this I woke up.

#text #dream #neis dream #tmnt #tmnt2018 #rise of the tmnt #rise Leo #Leonardo #Rise Raph #Raphael #skeleton #Anubis #Ancient Egyptian Goddess #Gods #15.2.2024

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mlwritersguild · 2 years

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Baby, even on our worst nights (I'm into you), by @2manyfandoms2count

Based on Paramore's Still Into You, submitted by @team-leo-v

AO3 link; Post-Canon, Post-Hawkmoth Defeat, Aged-Up Character(s), Established Relationship, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Anxiety, Nightmares, Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir Needs a Hug, Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir Gets a Hug, Angst with a Happy Ending

Summary:

A stormy night in Paris, six years after Hawkmoth’s defeat. Marinette and Adrien should be over all the butterflies, but they still haunt them, each in their own way.

Thankfully, they can always count on each other.

Fic written for the MWG’s August 2022 event.

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The bedroom’s ceiling is white, void of any cracks.

Marinette could tell even without seeing it in the pitch dark of the night; she’d stared at it enough over the course of… Kwami, has it already been three years? she thought as she shifted from the edge of the bed to lie on her back. She sighed as she did so, the sound barely audible over the pitter-patter of the rain outside.

It was one of those nights. The nights when, no matter what she tried, there was just no going to sleep. The nights when it felt like she’d never be able to untie the knots in her stomach, in spite of how much experience she had with yarn.

A flash of lightning illuminated the room.

Still no cracks, she noted, the fact oddly relieving, making her forget about her nerves for a second.

Strangely, or so some people could’ve said, it wasn’t the thunderstorm that bothered her; if anything, she’d always found them to be quite soothing. After all, a lot of memorable things had happened to her in the rain, and — even when it had felt like pathetic fallacy — there’d always been something bright to hang onto. A single, beautiful, ray of sunshine.

Next to her, Adrien mumbled and shifted in his sleep. She rolled to her side to face him.

A frown was creasing his perfect (in her humble, totally unbiased opinion) forehead. His breathing was accelerating, as, she was sure, was his pulse, sounding more like gasps than proper breaths. A drop of sweat rolled down his face from his right temple.

Marinette immediately scooted closer, her hand seeking his. Upon contact, his fingers retreated briefly, as if he’d been burned. Then he gripped her hand like his life depended on it, and something told her that it probably did.

She winced at the tightness of his grasp, which squeezed her fingers together uncomfortably, and gently loosened his hold on her with her free hand. She grimaced apologetically through the process, even though he couldn’t see it; she loved the man sleeping next to her with all her heart, but she wasn’t ready to lose body parts for him over a nightmare. She adjusted their hands so their fingers were interlocked, brought them to her lips, and wrapped herself around him in a tight hug.

“I’m here, mon chaton,” she whispered. “You and me against the world.”

While Adrien had always been able to sleep through his anxiety attacks, she could never sleep a wink; somehow they were always hit at the same time, suffering through the night together. The famous— no, legendary, Ladybug and Chat Noir sync, still at play ten years later. Marinette’s lips tugged into a gentle smile at the thought, lovingly stroking her boyfriend’s hair. Surviving six years of relationship, including three of living together.

Six years. Six years of freedom. Six years of clear skies. Six years of dreams and fairytale love.

But also six years of getting back up. Six years of judgement. Six years of nightmares and sleepless nights.

All because of one fateful day.

Marinette didn’t need to be a mind reader to know exactly what had Adrien whimpering in his sleep, breaking her heart as tears rolled down his cheeks and he incoherently pleaded to someone she couldn’t see. She’d been there with him in the crypt. She’d seen the scene play out in front of her very eyes.

The day they’d discovered that it had been Gabriel Agreste, of all people, who’d been terrorising their city. Who’d relentlessly pursued them for years, stealing their teenage years instead of their magical jewellery.

The day they’d discovered Emilie’s body in the crypt of the Agreste Mansion. What little of Adrien’s world still remained standing had crumbled right there and then, under the pouring rain.

Ladybug, Chat Noir and the weather had barged in from above, cornering Hawkmoth against the closed coffin after days of hiding. It was Chat Noir who’d rushed to rip off the brooch from Hawkmoth’s chest, freezing when the magic receded around Gabriel. Marinette wasn’t entirely sure what had happened then, if Gabriel had guessed who Chat Noir was, if it’d been a gamble, a simple distraction, or even an accident, but the coffin had opened. After a second of Chat Noir’s eyes darting between it and Gabriel, his legs wobbling beneath him, he’d finally collapsed to his knees.

That was when Ladybug had connected the dots.

Gabriel had lunged at his motionless son, reaching for a Miraculous, any Miraculous. He’d snatched the brooch, but Ladybug had sent it flying into the depth of the crypt, landing a good punch on his cheek. Her glare had been icy when Gabriel looked up at her, and his initially outraged expression quickly changed into fear. Ladybug’s anger had increased tenfold, giving her the ability to tie him up and throw him in a corner of the crypt.

Through all of it, Adrien hadn’t moved. She wasn’t sure she’d even seen him breathe at all until the police had arrived. He’d just stared emptily at his mother’s lifeless body, the rain plastering his blond locks to his forehead, mixing with the tears on his cheeks.

Had she not known any better, she would’ve snatched her partner’s ring and wished for a new reality where he’d been born into a loving family. She’d refrained to act on her impulse and resorted to watching the bizarrely breathtaking picture of the Agreste family, not daring to disturb the moment of grief. Adrien clearly needed it, and he deserved it.

In her quiet contemplation, the Butterfly brooch remained where it had landed.

When the special forces had arrived, she’d helped the hull of her best friend, her partner, the boy she loved, up, holding his hand as they watched his father get carried away. She hadn’t let go when the police had offered them a ride home. She’d promised herself that she wouldn’t ever let go of him again, if he’d let her.

“Adrien,” she’d whispered in his ear after their driver had turned on the radio.

Chat Noir had started and looked at her with wide eyes. She’d squeezed his hand and given him a small smile.

“I know this might not be the best time, but… I love you.”

She’d heard Chat Noir’s breath catch in his throat, and decided to hug him with her free arm, the other one still clutching his hand.

“You don’t have to say anything back,” she’d continued, the hair above his ear tickling the bridge of her nose. “But I thought you should know.”

She hadn’t realised how tense his shoulders had been until he’d let his chin rest on her shoulder, and he’d wrapped his arm around her waist. It was like his muscles were melting under her fingers, and yet it felt to her as if he’d fly away if she let go.

“I love you too, my Lady,” he’d mumbled in her hair, his voice thick with emotion.

She wasn’t sure what she’d expected would happen next; maybe that he’d collapse again, this time in the safety of her arms. Maybe that he’d just hold her tighter. Or maybe, just maybe, that he’d kiss her.

What she hadn’t expected was that the radio host would announce Station’s Holiday Camp, and that it would have Adrien snap to attention. He had looked at her with wide eyes and a disbelieving grin, before leaning between the two front seats to ask the police officers to turn the volume up.

Then he’d started singing with all his heart, and Marinette couldn’t help but join in. They’d sung together for the rest of the song, fingers still interlocked; they’d remained that way through the officers dropping them off in a random street Ladybug had named off the top of her head, the walk back to her house, dinner, and they would have stayed that way all night, had Sabine not insisted that Adrien and Marinette both needed a shower, and obviously a separate one.

By the time they were both in night clothes (Adrien floating in a t-shirt Tom had lent him), both heroes were too tired to think beyond crashing somewhere resembling a bed. Marinette had made it up her mezzanine, while Adrien had stumbled onto her sofa. They might not have been in physical contact anymore, but it hadn’t mattered. They were together, and knew they wouldn’t ever willingly be apart again.

They hadn’t had nightmares that night.

In the morning, they’d discovered that nobody had found the Butterfly Miraculous in the Agreste crypt after Gabriel’s arrest. Or, rather, nobody with good intentions; soon after, a new villain had stepped out of the shadows. They’d managed to get a hold of them after some time, but the Miraculous had already changed hands again. When they’d finally retrieved it, it was the Peacock Miraculous that had gone missing. And so on, and so forth, for six, long, years.

Beyond their bad nights and constant quest to regain the Miraculouses, things hadn’t been a walk in the park. Ladybug and Chat Noir had promised the Parisians that they’d reveal their identities when the full Miraculous roster was back inside the Miracle Box, and that the latter was safely in Ladybug’s possession. Only their closest friends and family knew their secrets.

The rest of the city remained oblivious, but had learned about Adrien and Marinette’s relationship through a tabloid, a few days after Hawkmoth’s defeat had been announced. Marinette couldn’t count the number of anonymous letters she’d received over the years, judging her for dating the son of a terrorist, the number of articles that had been written about her relationship, “offering her a way out if she was trapped in it”, calling her a traitor for associating with “the enemy”. And that wasn't counting the piles of mail that she knew were gathering inside the Agreste mansion. Seeing Adrien painted as a villain had made her want to scream.

And yet, every time, Adrien had gently closed the offending browser tabs, pried the paper out of her hands, and hugged her as she cried her bitter tears, wondering if they shouldn’t throw caution to the wind and just reveal their identities to the world. To make Adrien’s pain, although he hid it well, go away.

“As long as you're by my side, I don't care if it doesn't make sense to them,” he whispered. “It's you and me against the world.”

“Always,” Marinette vowed back.

Adrien whimpered again in his sleep; Marinette kissed his sweaty forehead.

Everything they'd faced, and everything they were still facing, could have frayed their relationship, inching them closer to a breaking point. It would have, for most people.

Yet, it seemed to Marinette that it kept bringing them closer. In her darkest hours, it was only when Adrien was near her that she knew she'd be alright, and she had an inkling it was a reciprocated feeling.

Their relationship went beyond mere reassurance and safety, though. Their bad nights were the worst part of their relationship, that much was true, but the rest was so good. Every morning, her heart swelled as their eyes met for yet another day. She couldn’t get enough of his jokes, of the butterflies she felt when she heard his laugh. Of all the trivia he’d collected kwami-knew-where. Of the enthusiasm at every new project their loved ones would talk about. Of the way his hand always found hers when they walked side by side.

Marinette loved Adrien; more than anything in the world.

She told him, often, but in the middle of the storm that night, she found that she needed to extricate him from his disturbed sleep to tell him again, and to go a step further.

“Adrien,” she said gently, wiping a tear off of his cheek and combing his hair back with her fingers.

His features relaxed a little. Kwami, he’s so perfect.

“My love,” she repeated slightly louder.

Adrien’s eyes fluttered open as he took a deep, shaky breath.

“Marinette? Oh, I’m sorry,” he sniffled. “Did I wake you because I was crying again?”

Marinette couldn’t tell if her heart broke or melted at the question, or both at the same time. Leave it to him to put her feelings above his own.

“Of course not, Chaton.” She kissed his forehead. “I just wanted to make sure you knew that I love you.”

Adrien’s lips pulled into a wobbly smile, and he pulled her closer. “You always know exactly what to say, my Lady,” he mumbled against her cheek.

“I also had a fairly urgent question,” Marinette said in a contented sigh.

“One that couldn’t wait until morning? I’m all ears, love.” He stroked the back of her hand with his thumb.

Marinette took a deep breath.

“Will you marry me?”

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Do you know what I love? 2012 tmnt, but do you know what i love even more? romantic 2012 tmnt headcanons (and some general once) so hear we go

Not gonna lie if Mikey had complete access to the internet something tells me that he would gravitate towards the RaWr XD aesthetic.

If you let them, Mikey and Leo would love to braid your hair. Mikey would do multiple ones complete with colorful hair accessories while Leo does one long complicated braid to the best of his abilities.

Although Mikey might try and inspire your artistik view Raph will actually give you tips on how to get better,

Considering that the brothers have bulkier bodies in contrast to your body, they can't help but hold on to you a little longer when they hug you. You're just so shaped and lovable. Oh and when you cuddle bruh, it is, heaven to them, they sometimes squeeze you a bit unconsciously if they feel you're gonna leave.

Doonie is all for explaining his machines but he wouldn't mind listening to you rant about your interests, if anything it will only strengthen your bond. There is something so comforting about being able to talk to someone about your passions. He's also the type of guy that will listen to music with you while you both do your own things in each other's comfort.

Late night walks are bound to happen, whether they are taking you home making sure you're safe or just chilling on the rooftops chatting about everything and nothing.

If you give any of them a gift they will blow up, theoretically. Donnie is flabbergasted and blushes a whole lot, his brothers make fun of him for it but shut up when you give them gifts too. Leo is surprised but recovers fast and thanx you, Raph is standoffish and acts like he didn't want it but it's obvious he appreciated the gesture and Mikey is as joyous as ever. They only have themselves so getting a gift from you will surely be cherished.

If you have any scars or stretch marks they will, with your permission, trace them with their fingers, and that's the way they realized you were ticklish.

You know how a cat's purr has healing qualities? Yah, whenever you're feeling down or something substantially bad happens to you they will churn out of instinct, Raph and Donnie are most likely to do this in private. Otherwise Leo won't mind as much and Mikey has chirped towards you openly in front of the boys so he doesn't care.

Speaking of noises, they love hearing the random noises you make when you're at your prime. Raph likes hearing the little breathless gasps that are soon followed by that adorable giggle as he surprises you. Leo likes hearing the content sigh you let out when you're meditating or just chilling reading comics. Donnie likes hearing your awe at his work as he demonstrates them earning another gasp of amazement. And Mikey likes hearing your hmm's and ahh's as you think of new ideas together

Thinks you're really cute when you blush at their compliments.

When your tired Donnie will have you snuggling into his lap as he works on his laptop.

Due to their lifestyle, being involved with them in any way is surely to put your life at risk, which is why they may seem a bit overprotective at times. Especially if a mission went wrong and the perpetrator they were fighting is still out there.

Each of them have gone through some heavy shit, so having someone that they can vent to is so refreshing. Raph with his anger issues, Donnie with his endless want for approval and Leo with his trauma. Although Mikey doesn't seem like the guy that needs a lot of comfort. There's no denying that watching his brothers almost die to protect him over and over again didn't cause some form of menatals scars. He's just really good at hiding it, besides he's supposed to be the goofball of the family, he's supposed to keep their morale up, and that's where you step in. To let him cry all his frustrations out, for all the times he felt weak and fragile, the worries of losing his only family washes oway for just that moment, such a brief moment that he will cherish for as long as he holds you in his memories.

You understand that the hardship they're going through would have rendered anyone beyond exhausted and depressed so you try to reassure them at every turn. You reassure them that you will always be proud of them as long as their actions are true to what they believe in. You will hold nothing but utmost love and respect for them till you've kicked the bucket.

They are so thankful of you it's unreal.

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 My stupid little heart loving these sappy romantic head canons omfg I love this sm

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