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dontlookatmytmntcollection · 1 month

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Leonardo (NSFW Alphabet)

Bayverse Leonardo x F!Reader

First of four instalments of my NSFW Alphabet series. Word count: 2500. Some warnings of bondage, overstimulation, breeding and trauma.

Leonardo’s nature is leadership and taking charge, and that would reflect in the bedroom, despite his initial inexperience. Moment’s when he’s willing to let you take the lead or let you treat him are super DELICIOUS- but he prefers to serve and command your pleasure. Very dominant.

Enjoy!

A - Aftercare (What they’re like after sex) - Chemical rush hits him particularly hard. He’s a lot more relaxed and often smiles and laughs and asks if you’re okay, even if he was in a grumpy mood previously. Will press kisses everywhere. Learned very fast he hates feeling dirty, so he’s usually up and about very fast. But he also loves the intimacy of cleaning his partner. Fetching you water and getting you into a comfortable resting position, manhandling you over a towl and giving you kisses and nuzzles all comes naturally to him.

B - Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs or partner) - He loves your back and neck and collar bones. He could pet and hold and trace them all day.

C - Cum (Anything to do with cum) - He isn’t relaxed about it. Will almost always stiffen up and go quiet. He’ll grab something, like the pillows or blankets and squeeze there. He knows he can hurt you. If he makes any noise it’s always on that first exhale when the orgasm releases him. Something choked and sometimes a little loud before he starts to catch his breath and relax.

D - Dirty Secret - When he was young, he came across a shibari magazine. He still has it to this day. He thought he was into hard-core dom stuff, but then when he got an actual partner he would realize how not happy he is when his partner isn’t feeling incredible. Becomes much more of a soft-dom type. Lots of petting and kissing you while he holds you down and takes care of you, type stuff. But yunno, he was suspiciously very good at shibari in the beginning.

E - Experience (How much experience do they have) - He doesn’t know shit and he HATES it. So it take forever for him to actually want to have sex for real. Him not knowing what to do is very vulnerable and frustrating for him, especially when you get hurt. Communicating to him at first is like walking on egg shells. So when his dick is stretching you a little too far too quickly, you making a hurt noise or yelping out 'stop' it horrifies him. You gotta keep him on track and out of his head a lot in the beginning.

F - Favorite Position - Positions are one of those things he loves to experiment and mess around with. Even the crazy goofy looking ones. His superhuman flexibility, strength, and love for physical fitness will do nothing but assist. But if he HAD to pick a favorite; Missionary. But the kind of missionary where he has a thumb in your mouth and his lips against your temple while he holds your legs where he wants them while he grinds hard into you. Loves the power and intimacy there, and it gives him easy access to talk or bite.

G - Goofy (How goofy are they?) - At first, not silly at all. Then even with experience he still appreciates the seriousness and intensity of sex. But Leo actually smiles and laughs a lot during sex. Lots of firm kisses and nuzzles, even if things are getting intense for you. His job is done when you can't stand on your own, have tears all over your face from how good it felt; but you're giggling and hugging him. Loves to flirt and joke with you, in and out sex. Very boyish about it.

H - Hair - Beyond his desire to have things clean, he doesn’t care.

I - Intensity (How are they during the moment) - Outside of the first several times he has sex, he usually has his wits about him, so it is almost always intense for you. Sex becomes an easy outlet to release energy and strong emotions. That means you are the sole receiver of such things, and he likes it that way. Leo doesn't experience emotional sex until later in a relationship, and it will affect him very deeply; so be prepared to handle a very needy, clingy, and tired Leo for at least an hour or so.

J - Jack Off (Masturbation Headcanon) - He hates masturbating. He’s too paranoid and he always feels that he’s doing something wrong. He hates it, but he needs it. He knows it will take the edge of frustration off. So when he does; it is ALWAYS in the shower. He needs privacy and it’s easy to clean and forget about. It’s almost never on his mind until it’s in the middle of the night and he CAN’T. Makes it extra hard to sleep sometimes.

K - Kink (One or more of their kinks) - One time he had you in doggy, and he was getting close. He had huddled all around you and had bit your shoulder when you whispered, “Breed, that pussy Leo. Give it to me, give me a baby-” His brain rewired that day. Knew kink unlocked.

L - Location (Favorite places to do the deed) - He REALLY needs privacy. And familiarity. He struggles to focus on anything other than your safety when you are in a new or public place; and sex is (almost) never on his mind when his family is around. Even if you got hands all over him. If he gets familiar with your apartment, he might venture out into odd spots around there if you live alone. But- he IS kinda into the thought of having outdoorsy sex. He loves the sun. Anddd he loves the water. So If you SOMEHOW convince him to stay in a lakeside cabin, or a super pimped up apartment with a private outdoor pool, with no one around, just saying…perfect anniversary/birthday present for him.

M - Motivation (What turns them on) - Like I said, if you get him some safety and privacy (usually your bedroom or apartment with the door locked) Leo will suddenly want sex with you like- ALL THE TIME.

N - No (Turn OFFs) - Don’t hit him, don’t degrade him, and the instant you say stop or no- he’s done. It’s actually a struggle (especially in the beginning) to get him back in the mood if he actually hurts you. It made teaching ‘what hurts and what doesn’t’ a little rough. He would greatly benefit from the ‘color system’ technique over a safe word. It allows him to check in and get assurance and feed back and much as he needs to- instead of having to wait for your explicit ‘no stop’. Also allows him to remain confident even if you’re ‘struggling away’ or shaking uncontrollably or making really, really sexy overwhelmed noises. Yunno...

O - Oral (Preference in giving/receiving) - Leo gives regularly (constantly). He takes pride in being…really good at it. However he LOVES receiving. He rarely - if ever - asks for a bj. But fuck, it’s one of his favorite things. He loves looking down at you and making eye contact with you while you stare at him and love on him and (struggle) to suck, touch and please him. It blows his mind and he thinks about it constantly. But he’s also aware he gets a little more reactive like this. His noises get a little louder and higher, his eye's roll back a lot, he twitches and shakes a tad bit more than he usually allows himself to. He thinks the loss of control is a little embarrassing. You think it's hot as fuck.

P - Pace (Are they fast/rough or slow/sensual) - This boy LOVES to drag sex out. He’ll slow down or speed up when he sees fit. Especially if it drags out your finish. Or gets you to finish multiple times. He will rarely get physically rough during sex beyond some hair pulling and manhandling. The roughest he gets is when he’s close, when he needs to speed up or grab/bite you. The bruises are always worth it.

Q - Quickie (Their opinions on quickies) - His need for privacy and you’re safety make quickies difficult if not outright impossible. Unless it’s his season or ya’ll haven't had privacy in days- yeah, he’s taking you to the bathroom and you’re going to be very quiet for him, you understand?

R - Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks, etc) - Leo doesn’t like to actually be restrained. So beyond public/indecent acts and something that can ACTUALLY prevent him from rising to an emergency situation - he is down to try everything once with you. You sometimes have to beg him to be on the receiving, submissive side of things. But it doesn’t take much effort at all if he’s in a good mood. He will desire at least some research into some topics, but he’s already big on communication, so that would make navigating new things much, much easier.

S - Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last) - All of the turtles have superhuman stamina. With practice, Leo could have sex all day if you allowed it.

T - Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them?) - Leo was never ever opposed to toys. He’d be awkward about things being placed on him. Doesn’t really use them on himself. But he’d master toys very, very quickly, and would see them as the tools (torture devices) that they are. I also see him (with age and experience) owning his own small collection eventually. Mainly vibrators and rope, and I see him liking glass things. He thinks they are beautiful and easy to clean.

U - Unfair (How much do they tease) - In the realm of PDA, when he’s trying to tease you sexually he actually goes the opposite than physical touch? His teasing comes in the form of super SUPER intense bedroom eyes. All while he’s got some ‘grumpy’ almost prowley body language. It would look like he's kinda irritated, like he’d be in a chair with one hand on his face while bouncing his leg. Then he’d look up at you and you’d just KNOW. Or he’d be walking somewhere on the other side of the room and he’s walking all slow and intense and he's giving you LOOKS to the point where you don’t want to look at him. It’s JUST subtle enough that no one seems to notice, but it’s hot. The type to duck down close enough to whisper, "I need you naked and on the bed as soon as we get home, you hear me?"

V - Volume (How loud they are, what sounds?) - Okay, if you ask Leo this question, he’s gonna deny he makes noises. He’s one of THOSE guys. Thinks it’s embarrassing. But he’s a liar. He is very noisy. He wasn’t at first, given his background paranoia around sex and masturbation and how ‘unprivate’ his life has been. But during sex, when he’s out of breath he makes growly, frustrated sounds. But on days when you treat him, when you’re riding him or giving him a bj and he’s 'not allowed to touch'- his moans get a little desperate and almost emotional. It’s rare but it’s SUPER hot when he whimpers. He won’t make a peep in the middle of orgasm but depending on it’s strength, his next noise can be pretty loud. Sometimes he bites something or buries his face in you in an effort to avoid letting anything out. While his noises are super sexy, watching Leo try to hide them is also kinda hot too.

W - Wild Card (Random) - He’s always secretly dreamed he could get married. Have a house, a wife and kids- His fantasy of having you married, barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen is something that will take him years to admit to you. Sex gets extremely vulnerable and intense for him very very quickly if you two start dirty talking about getting you pregnant. He will need an hour of recovery and closeness after, and if he doesn’t get that (if you two get interrupted or pulled away), anything that prevents him from recharging in your arms- he won’t be okay for a while. Leaves him in a dark mental space.

X - X-Ray (what’s going on in those pants) - I am team cloaca. Leo's still pretty big, proportionate to himself, and that means MASSIVE for you. Despite the extra lubricant and smoothness of his erection, he takes great care to prepare you always for his size, if it even gets to that point. He’s not the type to think penetration is the best part of sex, and is happy to let it go for the sake of earning you and/or him a fantastic orgasm (or several).

Y - Yearning (How high is their sex drive) - He can go weeks without having sex, but that does not mean he doesn't want it. The frequency of sex is not as high on the list as a lot of other things, but he craves it daily with you. His drive is very high, and he will pounce on every opportunity you allow. His self control, discipline, and life-long experience SUPPRESSING his sexual drive assist in keeping his yearning under control.

Z - Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards) - Leo is huge on clean up, and he’s instinctively a provider so he is quick to hand you water, manhandle you on top of a towel, then curl up for cuddles and kisses and laughs. Sleep (especially deep sleep) is difficult for Leo. But if you provide him with a long, physically exerting session, a strong orgasm, your arms and legs around him and lots of cuddles and kisses, suddenly everything is right with the world, everything is going to be okay, and he always finds the best sleep like this. Always.

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latinotiktok · 7 months

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Propaganda:

Jake el perro

- Jake el perro, porque YO APRENDÍ JERGA MEXICANA CON ÉL que se joda quien sea que mandó a cambiar su dialecto

- El perro de hora de aventura pq Ñ ay mamacita ahora estudia derecho

Jake The Dog because there's no way he's not a latino and his name isn't João/Juan. He's even a vira lata caramelo

Jake de Hora de Aventura, el doblaje en latino de las temp. 1-4 >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Jake el Perro, latinizo tan alto que los gringos le quitaron su acento hijos de perra alv

-Jake el perro porque es mexicano. Yo lo sé

Tortugas Ninja

-Miguel Ángel la tortuga ninja versión 2003 / es argentino pq yo lo digo (m identifico mucho con él es irreal) (also hizo una canción en español)

-April O'Neil de Rise of the TMNT es brasilera. ME CANSE DE QUE LOS GRINGOS TENGAN TODAS LAS TORTUGAS DENME A ALGUIEN. PONDRIA A CASEY PERO CREO QUE APRIL ES MAS "REALISTA"

-Leonardo Hamato (si, la tortuga ninja) ESPECÍFICAMENTE de la serie de 2012 mi evidencia es que se llama leo como messi y es la tortuga azul boludo obviamente es argentino es LA TORTUGA AZUL aparte ese insano tiene banda de cuchillos escondidos eso es re argentino a mi parecer, aparte es gay (delusion mia) y tiene psicosis (sorprendentemente canon, alucina a su viejo muerto a veces) aparte tiene 15 y mide 1.54 lol esta chiquito

-Michelangelo the ninja turtle. (any iteration tbh) SPECIFICALLY THE 2012 ONE THO. HE IS PERUVIAN. HE JUST IS

-Miguel Ángel, de las tortugas ninjas 2012. Ese pana es peruano.

-Las tortugas Ninja pero la nueva pelicula Mutant Mayhem pq hacen referencias a shakira y pura pendejada y media, tambien usan frases mexicanas te amo tanto toblaje de las tortugas ninja, tambien le dicen rafita a rafa MWAH

-Las tortugas ninja, son Japoneses y tambien son Latinos. Acaso necesito decir más???

-Las tortugas ninja. Porque si probaran la pizza de acá en comparación con la de NYC emigrarían de inmediato

-Casey Jones. Ya fue. Cual? El que parezca mas latino(EhemehemARGENTOehem), busquen en sus corazones... el de 2012 ya es mexicano asi que no cuenta pero necesito mas personajes de tmnt latinos

-Yo digo las tortugas ninja, que aunque yo preferiría que sean los 4 porque son gemelos/hermanos. Ya que la gente dicen específicamente a Miguel Ángel yo digo Leonardo porque si, y también porque en la nueva película "Caos Mutante" el actor de voz de el en el doblaje original, tiene raíces Mexicanas.

-eu también pongamos a raphael la tortuga ninja (serie 2003 y 2012) / es argento (<- proyectando). m da risa mi headcanon d q si se enoja t lanza 90 insultos como el meme ese "escuchame una cosa hijo d remil-" (no sé cómo era pero le habían hecho mod d friday night funkin AJDHIAAJAJ)

#canonize your blorbo as latino tournament #polls #round 2

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mygwenchan · 4 months

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Teena through Zouey's eyes - Famous artworks and movies in Playboyy the Series - Part 3

It's the seventh episode of Playboyy and our two cuties are back together, which also means: Zouey is painting Teena again :D

Zouey continues to use famous pieces of art as his inspiration and this time we've got a bit of a theme going on: Gay Renaissance artists from la bella Italia!

The first reference can be a little bit hard to spot, unless you're explicitly looking for it (and you're still able to concentrate while our two boys are going at it lol). It's none other than Leonardo da Vinci's Vitruvian Man!

Ep7 intro scene with different couples - Leanoardo da Vinci, Vitruvian Man

Teena is laying on the ground, arms and legs spread out, just like his Renaissance counterpart. It's interesting to note that da Vinci's drawing shows a man according to the idealized proportions formulated by the ancient architect and engineer Vitruvius. So again we have Teena as a representation of the ideal male body, as I've already mentioned in part 2.

The next scene with them shows Teena and Zouey during a date and I love the fact that Zouey himself tells us which artwork he's trying to recreate: Michelangelo's David!

And indeed we can see Teena posing as the famous statue.

Ep7 Teena and Zouey during a date in the park - Michelangelo Buonarroti, statue of David

Bonus: Cute pouty Teena, cause Zouey is teasing him 🤗

The last scene features three of Teena's portraits in the background: Teena as "The creation of Adam", Teena as "The Thinker" and you can also see Zouey's drawing of the Vitruvian Man.

The conversation between Teena and Zouey pretty much confirms my impression that in the beginning both boys have seen an ideal in each other. And now, after they've weathered the first storms in their relationship, both can also accept each others flaws ("You are not perfect like my dream, but I still like you"). Zouey still loves to call Teena his muse though, because well, once a boy is a simp for the Greek ideal, he'll be a simp for life 👌

On a side note: You can also see other paintings in the background of this scene. I might have actually found the artist of the bird painting! At least it looks really close to this painting of a white peacock. In any case, I think the background paintings are real, but they're just meant as decoration :)

[Part 1] [Part 2]

#playboyy #playboyy the series #playboyy ep7 #gwen's watchlist #meta #playboyy meta

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quackpackweek · 3 months

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We usually don't post anything unrelated to the Quack Pack, but this news has us pretty upset. Although this is not an English speaking area, but a Latin American Spanish speaking area, it is still sad to say that a Latin American Spanish speaking voice actress named Erica Robledo died last week. :(

Yes, she acted in many series and gave many voices in Latin American Spanish dubbing, especially in the roles of Tanya Ratonovich (Tanya Mousekewitz) in An American Tail, Princess Ariel in The Little Mermaid Disney TV series, Dorothy Gale in The Wizard of Oz (anime version), Princess Esmeralda in Magic Knight Rayearth, Ran Mouri (Claudia Guzman) in Detective Conan, Nemo in Little Nemo: Adventures in Slumberland, Princess Irene in The Princess and the Goblin, Princess Flora in the Babar series, Hollyhock, Wanda Pierce and Maude in Bojack Horseman, Heidi in the film of the same name, as well as the role of Mary Magdalene in the film Jesus, Princess Zarina Leprechaun 4: In Space, Vanessa in Lupin III and some roles in the Maradona series and in other dubbings she gave. Wife is Leonardo Araujo, director of Latin American Spanish dubbing and mother of son Álex Araujo, who is an excellent voice actor for Latin American Spanish dubbing.

Yes, she also voiced Louie Duck in Quack Pack, in the Latin American Spanish dub and was very successful at it. Although the original American version is not bad, the Latin American Spanish was really great and you should listen to it (if there are those videos available on the internet at all) and a big thanks to her for voicing Louie. It is a great pity to lose her. Source: https://www.instagram.com/p/C2oVz1mN0wB

Spanish:

Erika Robledo fue una actriz de doblaje de Los Ángeles. Hermana de la actriz de doblaje Rocío Robledo e hija de la fallecida actriz de doblaje Guadalupe Romero. Estuvo casada con el también actor y director de doblaje Leonardo Araujo y es la madre de Álex Araujo, razón por la cual durante un tiempo fue acreditada como Erika Araujo.

Fue conocida por su versatilidad al poder realizar voces de niños y niñas, mujeres jóvenes, adultas y ancianas, talento que compartía con su hermana Rocío, actualmente retirada del medio. Ambas hermanas dieron voz a Ariel en Las nuevas aventuras de la sirenita. Entre otros de sus personajes más conocidos destacan la Princesa Esmeralda en Las Guerreras Mágicas, Tania Ratonovich en Un cuento americano, Claudia Guzmán (Ran Mouri) en Detective Conan y Dorita (Dorothy Gale) en la versión anime de El Mago de Oz doblada en Los Ángeles. También fue la voz de Luis en Quack Pack, Mimi Cardona / Siniestra en Las aventuras de Saint Tail y de las actrices Anna Kendrick en la saga de Crepúsculo, Alicia Silverstone en Ni idea y Natasha Henstridge y Michelle Williams en Especies, entre muchos otros personajes.

Asimismo, Erika realizó doblaje al inglés, destacándose el rol de la actriz mexicana Verónica Castro en la serie original de Netflix "La casa de las flores".

Falleció el 22 de enero de 2024.

Source: https://doblaje.fandom.com/es/wiki/Erika_Robledo

Rest in peace, and thank you on a beautiful childhood. Amen.

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felixblankspace · 1 year

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〔» •••〕 ↷ ❝ The Time Difference Saga ❞ ↺

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Summary:

Time Difference is going to be a series of fanfic(s) about (Rise) Leonardo Hamato / (UY) Miyamoto Usagi telling the story in two separate lines; Present, Future and a little twist. Present is more of a love story with a lot of fluff and a bit of angst. While Future is a more bittersweet love story with no emotional maturity to be reasonable and open with your feelings (?) In total the saga is going to have 3 fanfic(s) + extras and each fic is going to have a different content and is not going to be for everyone. I really like leosagi in the Miyamoto / Leonardo way and I will try to make the characters less ooc possible taking in consideration than this is a Rise oriented adaptation. I'm reading Usagi Yojimbo, theres changes in the canon timeline and basically de-age Usagi in order to make him more appropriate but, I make him live his early history at the age of 15 - 16 and in the present timeline he is 17 years old + he is a teen dad (and he does not know-) (he have his affair with Mariko post- adachihara btw) I really like how Usagi is in the comics and is gonna keep a lot of that. All TW and Ratings will be put in the respective fic but as a general recommendation please be at least 16 before reading the SWF fic and only +18 for anything else. This also will be in Spanish and English :D

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────── ── ─ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐜(𝐬)(❁´◡`❁) ── ─ ──────

Now we move to the fanfics and its states of progress （￣︶￣）↗　

This is work in process please be patient with me (?

Time Difference - Diferencia Horaria

Status: Published - COMPLETED (unedited)

Rating: Teen And Up Audience ( +16 Recommended )

Art: TDS Art - Tag

(*) More Tags Will be Added

Chapters:

01 .- A New Place - Un nuevo Lugar 02.- The Turtle and The Rabbit - La Tortuga y el Conejo 03.- Meditation - Meditación 04.- You Need to Sleep! - ¡Necesitas dormir! 05.- Meeting the Family - Conociendo a la Familia 06.- Pizza! - Pizza! 07.- Samurai Tourist (or something like that) - Samurai Turista (o algo así) 08.- Being Together - Estando Juntos 09.- Not so Many Explanations - No hay Muchas Explicaciones 10.- Usagi Adventures (and Drunken Fellings) - Aventuras con Usagi (y Sentimientos en Alcohol) 11.- I missed you - Te extrañe 12.- Us and I - Nosotros y yo 13.- A Glimpse into the Past (or the Future, it's up to you) - Un vistazo al Pasado (o al futuro, depende de ti) 14.- Shared Feelings - Sentimientos Compartidos 15.- As you Are - Tal y como estas 16.- Our life Together - Nuestra Vida Juntos

Extras (It can have explicit content, please read the tags):

1.- I Waited a Lot - Espere Demasiado 🔞

If One Of Us Die - Si Uno de Nosotros Muere

Status: In Process (unpublished)

Rating: Explicit (+18 Only)

TW: Graphic Depictions Of Violence - Canon Major Character Death - Explicit Sex Descriptions

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Chapters:

In Process

Horny Extras:

In Process actually (?

Ready Now - Estamos Listos

Status: Not Started (in planning)

Rating: Mature & Explicit (in a more funny manner idk) (+18 Only)

TW: Explicit Sex Descriptions

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Chapters:

Nothing for Now... (∪.∪ )...zzz

────── ── ─ This is Over for Now ── ─ ──────

Latest update: 03/09/2023

#leosagi #leonardo x miyamoto usagi #fanfic masterpost #Time Difference Saga #fanfic status #rise leosagi #TDS Art #TDS Ramblings #this post will be edited #Time difference related #Rise Timeline #felix's art tag

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mci-writing · 6 months

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My Life is Like a TeamStarkid Play, But Less Terrifying (Rise!Leonardo x Fem!Reader) 1/???

A/n: Hi. Just gonna preface a little with a general note that the reader is part alien. It is an integral part of the story for later and it will be brought up quite a bit. Just based on past tmnt iterations and their relation to aliens and space which Rise lacked up until the movie (and, even then, still lacked). The two songs used here are both from The Guy Who Didn't Like Musicals: What Do You Want, Paul? and La Dee Dah Dah-Day respectively. I recommend listening to them so the flow of the scene sets a little better. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: language use, sexual references, musicals, some dark humor but like tastefully in a theater kinda way, this series is very reader-centric Word Count: 5.4k Kofi

Part 2

Fingers anxiously tap, tap, tap at a bedazzled binder, the label, ‘PLAY IDEAS’, is peeling at the corners. Teeth nervously nibble at the dry skin on the bottom of the owner’s lip, stopping when she inevitably draws blood again.

“If you keep gnawing away at your lip like that, you won’t have one left,” The voice next to her spooks her out of her trance, a soft gasp leaving her lips as she straightens. (Y/n)’s face quickly drops as Leo pokes her cheek, her (e/c) eyes meeting his shit-eating grin. The accompanying red-eared slider happily slides into the metal chair beside her, arms resting on the backs of the chairs beside him, “You’re worrying too much, senora. Your drama teacher would be insane not to use any of the spicy ideas brewing in that mind of yours.”

“I wouldn’t say spicy…” (E/c) eyes slide down to the binder between her fingers only for it to be snatched by three long and slender, green fingers. They follow to a smirking Leo, the mischievous glint in his eyes sparkling a little brighter as he shakes it to and fro, which he stops at the slight sound of a paper plausibly tearing, “Though, I won’t get to share them if you mess them up, Leon.”

He purses his lips, blowing through them and making that weird horse whining noise, as he sets it in his lap and flips through the pages (which all luckily seem intact, thank fuck). He stops occasionally to analyze a few, his exaggerated faces giving her no true hint of what he’s thinking. His humming with each page doesn’t help.

It’s not like the pages are anything special or filled with over-the-top, never done before ideas, but they at least provide an idea of where to take whichever play they decide to pick for the semester. It’s filled with mainstream big plays, with hopes that the big names will draw more of the student body to join, and plausible proposed budgets that the school’s faculty would easily agree with (going off of her mother’s industry metrics-). There were also margins and pages filled with mathematical equations estimating probable costs that only Donnie or a very determined and a little too excited drama student director would notice. Leo is more than positive they teamed up on it in some way.

He lingers on a few pages, which she assumes to be the more eye-catching ones or the few musicals he actually knows (courtesy of the girl next to him). She doesn’t miss him quickly moving past the big number pages and extra gibberish that only those in “the business” would understand. It’s a rare instance of him being completely silent as he analyzes the pages. It only heightens (Y/n)’s worries about the quality, but she distracts herself as she moves her (e/c) irises to linger on other details and aspects presented to her at this moment.

A good bit of his features are obscured by his admiral blue winter hat and matching sweater while his jacket hangs over her chair (she isn’t sure when he managed to put it there). Not even the most perceptive of people would pick up on the exposed parts of his face being reptilian shades of green in his current getup. Then again, she’s more than positive the turtles could very easily pass as people when they cover their shells (something she has bared witness to so often), especially in the melting pot of NYC. She does miss his crescent moons, hidden away by the felt of his hat, but it’s a small price to pay to avoid lingering questions. Without the shit-eating grin, his face is mischievous enough that you would assume he’s always up to something, which isn’t necessarily an off assumption, but (Y/n) just knows when the wheels in his brain are turning from years of experience.

“Alright, done!” (Y/n) doesn’t realize how close she is until his head turns to face her, the two mere inches apart from each other as opposed to the slightly bigger distance they had. It definitely throws her off a little, but Leo remains unphased as he continues, “Looking through this thing only proved my point further. You possess the sauce-”

“The sauce?” (Y/n) asks with a tilt of her head, somehow managing to take the binder back into her arms and holding it close to her chest, “What the hell is the sauce?”

“I have no idea! But Mikey’s used it enough times for me to confidently say that you have got it, whatever it is! Mama Celeste will be so proud, (N/n),” She’s now 100% sure he mistook Mike’s cooking speeches as some new lingo, but she’s not allowed to dwell on that for too long as she hears the voice of her drama teacher calling her to his office, “That’s your cue. Go get ‘em, tiger.”

She stands to her feet, taking a deep breath as she turns her attention to the office. She stares for a moment, feeling the nervousness creep up her spine as the binder in her hands gains thousands of pounds. With a shaky step forward, the deep pit in her stomach reminds her of literally everything hanging on her gaudily designed book. Of course, any other time she’d be reminding herself that any of the musicals they choose is alright and that any of her ideas being turned down isn’t the end of the world, but she can only focus on the fact that this is her senior year and anything going wrong feels like the end of the world to her.

She feels dizzy in worry, her throat going uncomfortably dry. Her breathing slows and, to any party outside her mind, she looks like a deer in headlights as she stands staring at the door. Her heart rattles in her chest-

“Heey, Mamacita! Chill out,” Green fingers settle themselves on (Y/n)’s shoulder, tugging her into Leo’s chest as a reassuring grin graces his features. Their cheeks touch as he stares straight towards the door, his fingers on his other hand softly gripping her chin and keeping her eyes on the door, “You know all the business insider secrets because of your mom. Don’t let them go to waste. Ya’ve got this, (N/n). Go in there and rock it like you know how.”

His words actually manage to calm her, her breathing evening back out as she slowly regains her confidence. The small feeling of nausea remains but is slightly tolerable now.

“Plus, as much as I love the laser light show idea for The Guy Who Didn’t Like Musicals, Hadestown will probably be a hands-down legend for this school with the right vocal lessons. But that’s just me.” Annnd now she knows his biases from her creative selections, “Knock ‘em dead, tigresa!”

He gives her a light push through the door, leading to her stumbling and falling on her ass in front of her teacher. He doesn’t pay her much mind, barely looking up from his paperwork.

“Ms. Brown. Good evening,” He gives her a bit of a hand wave before finally looking up, “Ready to discuss this semester’s play?”

“Yes, Mr. Sherma” She quickly stands to her feet, suddenly very self-conscious of her grotesquely decorated binder as she holds it to her chest, “Yes, I am. And, this time, I brought an idea book to explain my ideas a little better!”

He holds his hand out for it, delicately handling it as he brings it to lay on his desk. His fingers are nimbler than Leo’s as they open the pages, flipping through them with careful precision. His eyes linger longer, the scene playing out similarly to earlier.

He occasionally brushes the parts of his brown hair back, his eyes, tired but curious, scanning each and every detail. She’s reminded of some of her classmates joking about him looking like a Renaissance version of a particular Twitch streamer.

The only time it’s obvious which ones he’s interested in is when he looks over the proposed budget pages a bit longer than others. He hums and mumbles, not shy from making noises of displeasure at certain pages. She’s pretty positive she hears him mumble ‘cringe’ at some point.

(Y/n) awkwardly sits in one of the many chairs in his office, her fingers lightly tapping against her knees while her feet make little kicks. Her brown orbs glance around the room when she feels she’s been looking for too long. Various awards line the walls, some for students whose names she recognizes and others she’s maybe heard in passing. She recognizes a few of her own, not fighting the small smile that comes to her lips at the acknowledgment of her work of the past few years. The walls are also decorated with pictures throughout the years of performances and practices past as well as the occasional goofy memory, some a little hard to make out with the dying light of the assorted lamps.

“This… idea binder is full of interesting ideas, Ms. Brown, but they don’t tell me what you specifically want to do,” Mr. Sherma sighs as he closes it. His blue eyes meet her brown ones, an intensity behind them that she can’t read, “Each page has a lot of detail and potential, but none scream with desperate want, you know?”

She grows nervous, feeling herself start to sweat under his gaze. She tosses his words around in her mind, but it doesn’t make it much clearer, “What do you mean by that, sir?”

“What do you want, Brown? Tell me what you desire to see. Your deepest intent, Brown,” She feels herself flinch when he suddenly stands, her back pressing deep into the chair as he leans forward and sings at her. She never knows what to expect from her drama teacher, but the operatic sounds that leave his mouth aren’t it, “What do you see for this production? I’m looking for someone with strong ambition, someone to sell their specific vision, someone to share with precise precision their thoughts. ‘Cause I want you to want… To want!”

She’s thrown off further once he begins walking around his desk. He stops once he reaches the front, comfortably leaning against the mahogany with little disregard for its old and thin nature. He crosses his arms over his chest as he stops, looking down at her, “So what do you want, Ms. Brown? What’s the one concrete goal that motivates all your actions?”

(Y/n)’s lost at his sudden questions, her head naturally tilting as she stares back at his determined gaze with equal confusion. Her face scrunches up, eyebrow lifting. He doesn’t elaborate, again, so she doesn’t even know how to begin to unpack all of what he’s pushing for.

“I don’t think I have one of those?” She finally manages to wrangle up, giving her teacher another one of her nervous, closed-eye smiles.

He remains quiet for a moment, staring her down for a bit. She opens her eyes once she realizes he hasn’t said anything, awkwardly maintaining eye contact as he doesn’t exchange immediate words. She can feel a grimace starting to form while his face remains stony.

“Well, then, how’s anyone supposed to sympathize with you, Ms. Brown?”

“Huh? I don’t know…” Her mouth gapes open at that, but she quickly closes it to think of literally anything she could plausibly list. Most of her current goals involve catching criminals and living to make another day? Understanding her powers a little better and maybe her family heritage some? But those aren’t necessarily things many of her peers could relate to and sympathize with, at least, not in the way she has to deal with her goals. She thinks hard about some common goals that most high schoolers have, “I want what anyone wants…?” She thinks really, really hard, “Money, a partner? Kids, someday, maybe?”

Mr. Sherma nods his head at that, turning to face his desk. (Y/n) relaxes a bit, thinking that maybe, just maybe, that would be the end of it-

HE JUMPED ON THE DESK?!?!

“What the fuck?!”

“I want you to want, Brown! A girl so vague just can’t be trusted! Something you pine for, maybe someone who keeps you lusted. I’m just a boss, I’m not an idea guy! I hire you kids to keep our plays ripe. But if you can’t pin the point that’s in the skyyyyy!”

He starts to dance with ease, ignoring the resistance of his desk’s legs as he does a smooth spin in the middle of the surface. His footwork is delicate, fancy, even. (Y/n) finds it hard to even focus on what’s being sung at her as her eyes glide behind his movements. He stops in the center, sliding to his knees and pointing his right index finger in her direction while his left-hand rests on his chest “Then I want you to want, to want!”

“Sir?!” She can’t fight the laugh in her tone as she calls out, equally amused and heavily confused at this turn of events. She literally can not pinpoint why in the known universe he is singing at her, especially this song of all things, but she can’t lie and say she isn’t severely entertained.

“D’you know what I want for myself? I’ve waited for so lo-ong to tell somebody else,” His tone drops, becoming more somber as he manages to rhythmically set himself down from his desk. He grabs the picture of his wife off his desk, his head tilting as a fond look comes to his eyes, “Carol, my wife, you’re my muse, my source of light. Carol, my love, I want you to choke me out at night…” He plops himself down into his chair, longingly staring at the photograph of his wife, “I want you to choke me… I want you to choke me… I want you to choke me while I jerk off… I want you to choke me while I… jerk off.”

(Y/n) sits up at those words, a discomfort settling in the pits of her stomach and sinking further down. She doesn’t fight down the look of shock in her eyes at the admission, nor is she able to stop the noise of confusion she makes, “Um, sir-,”

Without missing a beat, Mr. Sherma presses the call button on his office phone, the beep loudly sounding through his small office. He leans over, a dazed look in his eyes as he stares forward, “Melissa, get my wife on the phone for me.”

(Y/n) quickly gathers her bags, reaching for her idea binder, “Mr. Sherma, I think I should leave-,”

“No, (Y/n), I want you to hear this,” He tugs the binder closer to him, not sparing her a glance as he adds, “If you leave, you’re fired.”

It rings a bit before Mrs. Sherma answers, “Carol! Yes, everything’s fine, I promise. I just wanted to tell you something…,” He freezes, his dazed expression growing horrified as he stares forward, past the expansion of the messily decorated walls of his office into the inner turmoil of his request weighing on him, “I, uh, I forgot what it was… Maybe someday I’ll remember. Goodbye…”

It remains quiet after that. (Y/n)’s gaze remains downtrodden as she contemplates and processes how she was thoroughly traumatized by the shame of her drama teacher, but also not surprised by his antics. Mr. Sherma, however, was mentally suffering with his inability to tell his wife his deepest desires…

She looks up in time for her (e/c) pools to meet with despair-ridden shades of blue, the latter widening as Mr. Sherma rises to his feet and dances around his desk.

“Ms. Brown, now you know what it is to want!”

“I want to go home!”

“It consumes a man with a passion to drive the primary plot,” His verses speed up as he ignores her pleas, “So take up yoga or improv classes. Volunteer at shelters or twitch to the masses.”

(Y/n) takes her gathered bags while he’s distracted.

“There’s gotta be something to keep my hands off you. Off youuu”

She manages to slip around him and grab her binder, holding it close to her chest.

“‘Cause I want you to want!”

“I’m gonna get some… coffee? Do you want anything?” (Y/n) manages to ease to the door, her hand struggling to get a good grip on the door.

“No, I need you to want!”

“How about an iced caramel frappe? Nothing better-,” The door magically opens for her just as her hand gets a good grip on the door. It drags her forward, causing her to lose her balance.

“And if you don’t want…” He freezes, taking a deep breath before releasing the highest note he’s hit that (Y/n) has ever known him to, “We’re throughhh.”

A soft donk sounds as her forehead meets a hard plastron. Scaly, strong arms wrap around her waist, holding her up. She isn’t surprised to find Leo above her with his signature, though more slightly confused than usual, grin. She raises her hand as she shrugs, nudging her head towards their exit and grabbing his hand to drag him through it, “Have a good rest of your evening, Mr. Sherma!”

As the two leave, they hear her teacher call out for her, hitting one last high note as they push through the auditorium doors. It only encourages (Y/n) to pick up her pace, leading the turtle through the halls toward the exit.

Leo is rightfully confused, especially when (Y/n) doesn’t elaborate on it in the slightest.

“Are we going to talk about that orrrrr?” He attempts to nudge, his hands coming up and crossing behind his head. He leans back into the hold, his eyes never leaving her form as they walk the streets of the neighborhood around the school.

He feels his breath hitch when she turns to him, undeterred by the grimace on her face when the light escaping from the sun’s rays meets the color of her eyes. He hears her response, but he finds himself more focused on her mannerisms as she animatedly fumbles through explaining what went down. Her (h/c) hair bounce with every step, just as animated as her, but still relatively deflated from the exhaustion of her instructor and the heavy plush of her pink winter hat.

“This almost was not worth giving up my shift for,” She finishes, bringing her fingers up to her lips to breathe on them. A pout takes place on her plump lips as she digs in her jacket pockets, slipping her gloves on, “He started singing about wanting and wants when all I want now is to make back the tips from Run of The Mill. We didn’t even pick anything because of his weird song!”

Leo finds himself only able to nod as (Y/n) continues to grumble the rest of her rant. He had only really heard the last bit of what was going on, but that was due to him deciding to investigate after hearing some weird screeching and shouting. He didn’t actually expect to find her being held hostage by her singing teacher, but it aligned pretty well with the few things he’d heard about Sherma from (Y/n) and April. Even now, he feels the man is something unreal entirely.

He takes the binder out from between her armpit while she’s distracted, her ramblings turning into muttered gibberish that he can very much still understand. He starts flipping through the pages again, his face softening as he stops on a page of distracted doodles he hadn’t noticed on his first run.

(Y/n) was no artist, by any means, but she was damn good at creating a scene of stick figures. Some showcased plausible blocked scenes and others were silly little things like a chibi version of herself squashed under a rock labeled ‘Drama’ in her fanciest cursive or exaggerated versions of their friend group doing severely ambiguous poses.

As he goes to flip to the next page, the hums of people on the street reach his ears, but his companion has stopped her ramblings. She’s stopped altogether, staring ahead with a bewildered look.

“Carolers caught your attention, (N/n)?” He asks as he looks up from the book to her, a smirk dancing along his lips as the quip readies itself from his brain cells, “You can’t judge them too harshly for being a tad bit pitchy, y’know. Not everyone can hold a note by ear.”

The teasing was worth it, especially with the deadpanned expression she gave him in response. However, she shakes her head as her thumb and index finger grip his chin, pulling him down to her level. Their faces are mere inches apart and Leo can all but feel all the warmth spread through his face, “They’re all perfectly dancing in sync.”

He doesn’t exactly process her words, his eyes going smaller as his lips form an O shape, “What?” The words do slowly jog back up with his brain processing, laughing at her statement, “I’d expect them to be dancing in sync if they’re all caroling. Would be a little embarrassing if they put a whole dance together and all ended up doing their own thing-,”

“No, Leo,” Her fingers turn his head forward as she speaks. Her hold is firm enough to keep him there, yet soft enough that he doesn’t feel like his skin is gonna tear off as she directs him, “Look at them all in sync. Everyone…”

And just like she said, everyone on the street had been humming and dancing in sync to the same tune. No one seemed to be a pitch-off or a step out of line as they filled the streets of midtown New York.

“Holy shit…,” He mutters out, eyes the size of saucers as he takes it all in, “Was there some block party announced that we don’t know about or something? Flash mob, maybe?”

“For it to be this big, impossible,” (Y/n) mumbles back, releasing her grip on his chin as she also continues to take in the sight of the sea of bodies.

“Yeah-yeah-yeah!”

The crowd separates down the middle, continuing to shimmy and sway in tandem. A lone girl remains, bundled up in a big puffer jacket with a green vest over the top of it. Her right hand rightly grips a clipboard and the recycle sign on the left breast of her vest is just barely visible through the crinkles of the uniform. She’s suddenly belting out words, the widest grin on her face as she bounces for a few beats, fist happily pumping in the air as she perfectly centers herself between the crowd.

“Just a typical day, that’s got me feeling in a beautiful way. No rhyme or reason,” She starts, pointing at some random person in the crowd, “We could sing a duet, dance a style or two. Or I’ll make you a bet, just a smile will doooo.”

She does flawless chaines before going into a sly, Italian fouetté. The duo flinches at the precision, their eyes trailing her moves. It really does nothing to give them context, but they can’t really complain when they’re already so enthralled.

She ends by raising both hands towards the air, feet spread as she belts to the sky, “Sometimes I just wanna shout on top of roof and mountaintops. All the world is paved in goldddd.” She lowers her hands as she holds the note out, tossing her clipboard off into the crowd somewhere. She places her now free hands on her hips as she walks along the lines of the crowd, hips bumping to the beat of the music, “Yesterday was retroactive, got myself a new perspective. I strut it up and down the road.��

“If the fighting climate change gig doesn’t work, she’d totally rock Broadway,” Leo comments perfectly between verses as they get a little closer to the action on the streets.

The girl stops her strutting right behind them, both arms resting on one of their shoulders, “So I throw out my worries and my old skin away,” She gives them both a little shove forward, nodding her head before doing a pirouette en dehors, “Doing what I want to do on this la dee dah dee daaaaaaay!”

Both teens stumble with (Y/n) catching herself by setting her feet on the pavement and Leo grabbing his arm as she’s steady. The girl stops spinning as she holds out the note, the folks in the surrounding area joining in midway through. The crowd begins to form a circle around the girl, Leo, and (Y/n), joining hands as they skip around them for a bit before changing directions and skipping the other way.

“La dee dah dah, la dee dah dah, la dee dah dah day!”

“La dee dah dah day!” The crowd releases their hands in exchange for clapping on the beat, perfectly moving their hands in tandem with one another. High right, high left, low right, low left which each other word of the chorus and clapping on every word for each straight ‘La dee dah dee day’

The girl gives them both a high five before running out of the crowd as the circle disperses. Everyone on the street continues to hum and step on beat.

(Y/n) and Leo turn to each other, equally dumbfounded at the event transpiring around them. They still somehow manage to remain in the middle of the chaos, even as they attempt to weave through the crowd in search of the nearest manhole cover.

“What the fuck was that?” (Y/n) finally asks, turning to the blue-clad turtle as he fixes his ruffled clothes to hide himself a little better.

Neither are really watching where they’re going when Leo accidentally bumps into a homeless guy on the street. He panics, straightening the guy before he can teeter much, “I’m so sorry, sir,” He quickly begins searching his pockets, “Here, let me see if I have any-,”

“Hey, man that’s cool,” The guy happily replies with a smile, seemingly ignoring the change that jostled out of his tin can, “‘Cause I may not have a home, but that’s way okay. ‘Cause I prefer to roam the streets all day.”

He sings in the same cadence as the girl from before. The crowd of people turns towards them, doing the heel-toe around them on the beat to the song, every other row going the same way while each row in between goes a different way.

“The world is my house, the dogs are my food,” A small dog scampers past, “Oh, look— a new blouse!” He lifts a newspaper from off the street, his face lighting up as he runs past them, “And a new trash can tooooo!”

(Y/n) steps closer to Leo, his arm immediately going for her shoulders and pulling her closer until she’s flush against him. Her hand immediately grips his jacket in an attempt to pull him closer. They’re unable to keep their eyes off of him and both are a little too petrified to move from where they stand. The guy skips around them, raising his hands into the air and lowering them the longer he circles.

“I used to want to kill them all while high on bath salt zombie drugs and snacking on a dead man’s face,” He stops and stares at them for a little too long, his glare shifting around to every person dancing around them as he does a little, slow spin in place. He stops before a bright smile lights his face, “But that just feels like yesterday! This song takes all the pain away. My politics and house views changed.” He does a little dancy dance to emphasize his point, “Dancing on the concrete used to hurt a lot, but now I got new feet and this jam’s just way too hot!”

“La dee dah dah day!” The crowd around them all lift their hands to the sky as they sing the chorus again, waving them to the beat with a small step every other note, “La dee dah dah, la dee dah dah, la dee dah dah day! La dee dah dah day!”

(E/c) orbs spot an opening, her mind counting each beat it opens up. She steps away from Leo a bit, getting a grasp on his arm as her narrowed eyes keep a close watch on her path of escape. Her compadre starts looking through his pockets again, a grin on his face.

“I have literally no idea what’s going on here, but this is so cool!” He manages to pull out a five, happily setting it in the homeless guy’s tin can, “That’s all I’ve got for right now, but I’ll totally keep more cash on me in case I run into you guys again tomorrow.”

“Leo, come on,” She manages to pull him through the crowd just in time. It’s almost comical how easily she tugs him along through the rows of dancing New Yorkians, “This is the second dance number I’ve been forced to sit through today-,”

They continue to weave through the crowd, the clear street beyond the dance mob seemingly beyond their fingertips. (Y/n) keeps a strong grip on Leo as she leads the way, while he remains amazed by the group's movements around them.

Just as they reach the end, the girl from before lands in front of them. She’s regained her clipboard, which now rests tightly in the palm of her hand. She takes a deep breath before she sings out a call, “Do you wanna save the planet?!”

“Of course, you want to save the planet!” The crowd calls back, freezing in place to stop and look back at her.

“Do you wanna save the planet?!”

“Well, there’s just one way you can do it!”

“By singing a song!” Without warning, the girl begins cartwheeling toward the center of the crowd as they sing back at her. She stops a moment to sing with them, “Singing along!” Before immediately going back to her cartwheels. The crowd goes back to singing the chorus as she does, every other row overlapping with the other

“La dee dah dah, la dee dah dah, la dee dah dah day!” With each row she cartwheels by, the ensemble turns back towards the center. They continue to repeat it a few times, changing the lyrics up just as she hits the last row, “La dee dah dah, la dee dah dah, la dee dah dah day… Away…”

The girl does a flip in the air as she reaches the center, landing on her feet perfectly with her arms raised in the air and her clipboard intact between her fingers. She lowers herself to rest on one knee, belting out one final, “La dee dah dah”

Each row of the crowd falls to their knees one after the other aligned with each word she sings. It’s almost creepy how synchronized their moves are. They finish the song off in unison with a final, “Day!” Everyone holds the position for a few beats before getting up and moving along with their day like nothing just happened.

The two remain standing there after watching all of that happen, equally confused and mesmerized by the events that just transpired before them. Leo is by far more amused than (Y/n). He turns to her with a knowing grin as he takes in her face.

Her mouth is held open, has been since the girl cartwheeled and flipped back to the middle. Her eyes, while not the size of saucers, hold an intrigued gaze in them. Her grip on Leo’s arm loosened in the midst of that, her hand now limply resting on his inner forearm as opposed to tugging it forward.

“You’re gonna catch flies, (N/n),” Leo teases, his index finger hooking under her chin and slowly pushing it upwards. Once her mouth closes, he tilts her chin up towards him and their eyes meet. He doesn’t fight back his grin like he does the warm feeling in his cheeks and she doesn’t miss the way it rises as he catches sight of the soft flush in her cheeks, “You wish your classmates were that in sync.”

She huffs as she walks ahead of him into the alleyway, waiting for the streets to clear before pushing the manhole cover aside. She sits against the entrance, looking at him a little annoyed, “Yeah…”

She jumps down into the sewer hole and activates her flight ability just in time to float to the bottom. Leo climbs down not too far behind her, touching the pavement a few minutes after.

#leonardo x reader #tmnt leonardo x reader #rottmnt leonardo x reader #leo x reader #rottmnt leo #rottmnt leonardo #leonardo hamato x reader #leo hamato x reader #leonardo hamato #I don't usually go here whoops #the next part will be out as soon as possible or something #will eventually be crossposted on ao3 and maybe wattpad #will do hc singing voices if asked (pls ask me I have many thoughts)#once I hit 3 chapters of this I'm making a masterpost I promise

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popawritter12 · 15 days

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Amo tus escritos! Estaba buscando algo así desde hace mucho.

Quería preguntarte- ¿A qué yanderes les importaría tu consentimiento y a quienes no?

Si te hace sentir incómodx escribir algo así, puedes ignorarme.

Author's note: Anon, ¿puedo decirte que te amo?

ADORO ESTA IDEA, Y SIEMPRE LA QUISE HACER PERO NO ENCONTRABA UN BUEN CONTEXTO, PERO ¿EL CONSENTIMIENTO? DIOS QUE BUENA IDEA.

/english: Anon, can I tell you that I love you?

I LOVE THIS IDEA, AND I ALWAYS WANTED TO DO IT BUT I DIDN'T FIND A GOOD CONTEXT, BUT CONSENT? GOD WHAT A GOOD IDEA.

Also, thank you so much for your very original request <3<3<3!!!

So, with your amazing idea, let me open a new series of posts that I have long needed to do.

It will be called

“In each situation, how would this Yandere react?”

In this case, let's start with 5 archetypes: -Is not interested in your consent. -It's important, but in an extreme case may not need it. -Thinks it is important only in sex. -Without your consent doesn't even touch you with a stick. -Does not understand what consent is

And, since you didn't specify which fandom, I'm going to list some of the ones I'm in! <3

Let's start with the soft.

Without your consent doesn't even touch you with a stick.

League of Legends

Alistar, Bardo, Blitzcrank, Braum, Ivern, Kalista, Kassadin, Maokai, Nautilus, Rakan, Shen, Soraka, Taric, Wukong, Yone, Karma.

Kengan Ashura

Yoshinari Karo, Haruo Kono, Jun Sekibayashi (<3<3), Mikazuchi Rei, Mokichi Robinson, Suekichi Kaneda, Agito Kanoh.

Stardew Valley

Krobus, Willy, Linus.

Team Fortress 2

Engineer.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 1: Erina, Jonathan Joestar, Speedwagon, William Zeppelin.

Part 2: Smokey, Wamu.

Part 3: Joseph Joestar

Part 4: Tonio, Reimi Sugimoto, Koichi,

Part 5: Doppio.

Part 6: Foo Fighters

Part 7:Lucy Steel.

Demon Slayer

Ozaki, Genya, Nezuko, Mitsuri, Tanjiro, Gyutaro, Gyomei, Tamayo and Yushiro

TMNT: MM

Mikey (<3) April.

Mortal Kombat 1

Liu Kang, Geras, Smoke, Baraka, Asharh,

Metal Gear Rising Revengeance

BladeWolf.

Thinks it is important only in sex

League of Legends

Akshan, Aphelios, Camille, Ekko, Ezreal, Darius, Hwei, Illaoi, K'sante, Leona, Nilah, Pantheon, Pyke, Riven, Ryze, Yoeick, Yasuo, Xhin Zhao, Sarah Fortune, Taliyah, Ornn, Tryndamere, Nami, Janna, Kai'sa, Kindred (sheep), Senna, Udyr, Varus, Garen, Lee Sin, Master Yi.

Kengan Ashura

Kaolan Wongsawat, Saw Paing Yoroizuka, Gensai Kuroki, Ryo Inaba, Seishu Akoya, Takeru Kiohzan, Jerry Tyson, Niko Tokita, Adam Dudley, Ren Nikaido, Takeshi Wakatsuki, Ryo Himuro, Marvelous Seki, and Ichiro Nakata.

Stardew Valley

Maru, Emily, Marnie, Sandy, Caroline, Harvey, Robin, Marlon, Rasmodius, Clint.

Team Fortress 2

Heavy, Scout, Soldier and Spy.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 2: Lisa Lisa, Joseph Joestar,

Part 3: Kakyoin, Avdol, N'doul, Mariah, Hol Horse.

Part 4: Shigechi, Jotaro, Okuyasu.

Part 5: Bucciarati, Giorno, Fugo, Risotto Nero, Pesci, Trish Una, Squalo, Tiziano

Part 6: Hermes, Weather Report.

Part 7. Gyro, Hot Pants, Funny Valentine, Pocoloco.

Demon Slayer

Giyu, Yorichi, Kyojuro, Urokodaki, Kanae, Kagaya Ubayashiki, Kanao, Muichiro, Obanai, Akaza, Sabito, Murata.

TMNT MM

Leonardo and Donatello.

Mortal Kombat 1

Kung Lao, Raiden, Syzoth, Johnny Cage, Kenshi, Sindel, Li Mei,

Metal Gear Rising

Armstrong, Boris, Sam, Raiden, Courtney, Kevin.

It is important, but in an extreme case could “forget” about it

League of Legends

Ahri, Akali, Azir, Caitlyn, Fiora, Irelia, Jarvan IV, Jayce, Kayle, Kayn, Morgana, Quinn, Rell, Sett, Shyvana, Sona, Swain, Sylas, Twisted Fate, Luxana, Vayne, Victor, Xayah, Zeri, Alune, Olaf, Seraphine, Ashe, Diana, Lucian, Nasus, Sivir, Talon.

Kengan Ashura

Cosmo Imai, Tokita Ohma, Muteba Gizenga, Sen Hatsumi, Naoya Ohkubo, Keizaro Sawada, Julius Reinhold, Sen Hatsumi,

Stardew Valley

Abigail, Alex, Elliot, Gunther, Haley, Leah, Kent, Jody, Penny, Sebastian, Sam and Shane.

Team Fortress 2

Demoman and Sniper.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 1: Straizo.

Part 2: Stroheim, Esidisi. Caesar Zeppelin

Part 3: Polnareff, Jotaro, Vanilla Ice.

Part 4: Josuke, Yuya Fungami, Rohan,

Part 5: Mista, Ghiaccio, Narancia, Abaccio, Prosciutto.

Part 6: Anasui, Jolyne, Pucci.

Part 7: Dio, Jhonny Joestar.

Demon Slayer

Zenitsu, Kokushibo, Sanemi, Uzui, Daki, Shinjuro.

TMNTMM

Raphael.

Mortal Kombat 1

Kitana, Mileena, Kuai Liang and Rain.

Metal Gear Rising Revengeance

Sundower, Moonson.

Is not interested in your consent

League of Legends

Aatrox, Bel'veth, Brand, Cassiopeia, Draven, Elise, Evelynn, Gangplank, Graves, Jhin, Katarina, KKhartus, Le Blanc, Lissandra, Mordekaiser, Nidalee, Quiyana, Renata Glasc, Renekton, Sejuani, Singed, Syndra, Thresh, Urgot, Vi, Virgo, Vladimir, Xerath, Zyra, Tham Kench, Malzahar.

Kengan Ashura

Karla Kure, Raian Kure, Setsuna Kiryu, Hajime Hanafusa and Yohei Bando.

Stardew Valley

Mr. Qi and Morris.

Team Fortress 2

Medic.

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 1: Dio .

Part 2: Kars.

Part 3: Dio, Mariah, D'Arby,

Part 4: Yoshikage Kira, Yukako, Akira Otoishi,

Part 5: Cioccolata, Melone, Formaggio, Illuso.

Demon Slayer

Douma, Enmu, Muzan, Shinobu, Gyokko, Hantengu, Sekido, Karaku, Urogi, Zobakuten, Uzami, Nakime and Kaigaku,

TMNTMM

(none)

Mortal Kombat 1

Bi Han, Shao Kang, Quan Chi, Shang Tsung, Nitara, Reiko and Havik.

Metal Gear Rising Revengeance

Mistral

Don't know the concept of consent

League of Legends

Briar, Dr.Mundo, Galio, Gwen, Hecarim, Jinx, Lillia, Neeko, Orianna, Rek'sai, Rengar, Shaco, Sion, Skarner, Trundle, Vel'koz, Volibear, Warwick, Zac, Aurelion Sol.

Kengan Ashura

(none)

Stardew Valley

(none)

Team Fortress 2

(none)

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 2: Santana.

Part 4: Mikitaka.

Part 5:Secco.

Demon Slayer

Inosuke,

TMNTMM

(none)

Mortal Kombat 1

(none)

CON ESTO TERMINAMOS

Fue hermoso, espero que les haya gustado leer esta pequeña lista salida d mi creatividad y del pedido de este anon ;)

/ english

WITH THIS WE END

It was beautiful, I hope you liked reading this little list from my creativity and this anon's request ;)

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someone-named-adel · 1 year

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I turn my head to look behind me, finding only the view of the vegetation of the forest where I was entering.

My gaze is directed to the front again, and I resume my walk.

Crossing a fallen trunk, I come across a note nailed to a tree.

Curious, I approach to look at that dirty and worn piece of paper.

Quickly one of those voices rings in my head again.

"Great, I was beginning to think we were wandering around in the woods" I hear one of the voices speak.

At this point I had gotten used to the voices popping into my mind quite often.

"Awww, I wish my love could keep that outfit, it looks great and it's very nice clothes" the younger voice said with a plaintive sigh at the end.

"Don~, it's my turn to play" another voice said.

"Tease, oh, and what if I don't let you play?" The first voice, named "Donatello", replied to the other voice.

"Ohoho~, do you really want to know?" He was answered by that other voice, called "Leonardo".

I started to hear sounds of scuffling, along with some biting comments from both voices, it would be strange for me to hear a "fight" without being able to see it, but I had certainly gotten used to these arguments, which were becoming more and more frequent.

I lost control of my body (if I ever had it to begin with), as out of nowhere it began to move from side to side, jumping, running, walking and rolling on the ground, stopping me abruptly on a few occasions, and then continuing with this series of random movements.

At this point it was almost normal for me that my body would have this "reaction" every time one of the voices would fight with the other.

Sometimes it was just two of them, and sometimes it was all four voices fighting.

But either way, after these situations, I felt a kind of.... Disconnection... As if after each discussion of these voices, my body felt lighter, and the feeling of being controlled and watched went away.

Only, when that happened, I felt as if I went back in time, taking me to places I feel I've been before, or, I stay still in my place, with only my feet glued to the ground.

Had enough of listening to the argument these annoying voices were having, as I did another cartwheel on the ground, I said with annoyance, while frowning.

"Stop fighting."

I felt as if the voices were frozen by my words, and the erratic movements of my body stopped.

I relaxed my expression, letting out a nasal sigh as I folded my arms, an action I did every time I waited for them to handle my body again to move me from the spot.

"Is it my idea or..." A last voice said.

"MC just directly told Leonardo and Donatello... To stop fighting?"

Oh, that's a new voice.

♪•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••♪

Giro la cabeza para mirar detrás de mi, encontrandome solo con la vista de la vegetación del bosque en donde me estaba adentrando.

Mi mirada se dirige al frente nuevamente, y retomo mi andar.

Atravezando un tronco caído, me encuentro con una nota clavada en un árbol.

Curiosa, me acerco para mirar ese pedazo de papel sucio y desgastado.

Rápidamente una de esas voces vuelve a sonar en mi cabeza.

“Genial, estaba empezando a creer que estábamos dando vueltas en el bosque" Escucho una de las voces hablar.

En este punto ya me había acostumbrado a las voces que aparecían en mi mente muy seguido.

"Awww, ojalá mi amor pudiera quedarse con ese atuendo, se ve muy bien y es muy bonita la ropa" la voz más joven dijo con un suspiro lastimero al final.

"Don, me toca jugar" dijo otra voz.

"Burla, oh, y que pasa si no te dejo jugar?" La primera voz, quien se hacía llamar "Donatello", le respondió a la otra voz.

"Ohoho~, ¿Realmente quieres saberlo?" Le respondió esa otra voz, llamada "Leonardo".

Empecé a escuchar sonidos de forcejeo, junto con algunos comentarios mordaces de ambas voces, seria extraño para mí el escuchar una "pelea" sin poder verla, pero ciertamente ya me había acostumbrado a estás discusiones, las cuales se hacían cada vez más frecuentes.

Perdí el control de mi cuerpo (si es que alguna vez lo tuve para empezar), ya que de la nada empezó a moverse de un lado a otro, saltando, corriendo, caminando y rodando por el suelo, deteniéndome abruptamente en algunas ocasiones, para después continuar con esta seríe de movimientos aleatorios.

En este punto ya era casi normal para mí que mi cuerpo tuviera está "reacción" cada vez que alguna de las voces peleará con la otra.

Algunas veces eran solo dos de ellas, y otras veces eran las cuatro voces quienes se peleaban.

Pero sea como sea, después de estas situaciones, sentía una especie de... Desconexión... Cómo si después de cada discusión de estás voces, mi cuerpo se sintiera más ligero, y la sensación de ser controlado y observado se fuera.

Solo que, cuando eso sucedia, sentía como si retrocediera el tiempo, llevándome a lugares que siento que ya estuve anteriormente, o, me quedo quieta en mi lugar, con solo mis pies pegados al suelo.

Ya hartó de escuchar la discusión que tenían estas molestas voces, mientras daba otra voltereta en el suelo, dije con molestia, mientras fruncía el ceño.

"Paren de pelear"

Sentí como si las voces se quedarán congeladas por mis palabras, y los movimientos erraticos de mi cuerpo se detuvieron.

Relaje mi expresión, soltando un suspiro nasal mientras me cruzaba de brazos, acción que hacía cada vez que esperaba que volvieran a manejar mi cuerpo para moverme del sitio.

"Es mi idea o..." Una última voz dijo.

"MC acaba de directamente decirle a Leonardo y Donatello... Que paren de pelear?"

Oh, esa es una nueva voz.

#yandere teenage mutant ninja turtles #yandere tmnt #yandere leo #yandere mikey #yandere donnie #yandere rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #yandere rottmnt #yandere raph

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wyrd-syster · 4 months

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FANFIC ROUNDUP: 2023

LIST OF FANWORKS

POSTED

lend me some sugar (I am your neighbor) | Haladriel neighbors AU | E | 2/2

tell me something true (or tell me nothing at all) | Haladriel "This is How You Lose the Time War" AU | E | one-shot

it's a dangerous game | Haladriel Venetian-style "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde" AU | E | one-shot | dead dove

dig up the bones (but leave the soul alone) | Haladriel canon divergence | E | 9/? (wip)

living la dolce vita (I’ve been saving all my summers for you) | Haladriel "Stepford Wives" cult AU | E | one-shot

take a chance and roll the dice (say it once, say it twice) | Haladriel Halloween-themed drabble collection | M | 8/8

there is a light (and it never goes out) | Haladriel Hanukkah-themed canon divergence | T | 1/2 (wip)

sugar and spice (and everything...) | Haladriel neighbors AU | E | sequel to lend me some sugar | one-shot

Total words: 127,458, almost triple my output from last year. I am flabbergasted.

UNPOSTED WIPS

oh boy. Not including wips noted above:

we were angels, once (don't you remember?) | Haladriel immortal soulmates au | M (probably?) | one-shot

break the lock if it don't fit (love sticks, sweat drips) | Haladriel "Ocean's Eleven" AU | E | one-shot (title subject to change)

and on the creature scratches (it doesn't know how to get out) | Haladriel mob AU | E| multi-chapter sequel to oh, can’t you hear that scratching? (there’s something at the door)

Untitled third installment of the Haladriel like a good neighbor series

Untitled Haladriel Rumpelstiltskin AU

TOTAL # OF COMPLETED WORKS/FANDOMS WRITTEN IN

Six completed works written for the Sauron (Halbrand)/Galadriel (Haladriel) fandom, The Rings of Power

OVERALL THOUGHTS

it's like I can't consume media anymore without being like "*leonardo dicaprio meme* this could be a Haladriel AU!"

PERSONAL FAVORITE?

I'm going to say living la dolce vita (I’ve been saving all my summers for you), mostly because of the amount of work I put into it. Honestly, I never thought I'd finish it! I restarted this story six or seven times — I just could not find the voice. But I am so pleased with the outcome. I think of everything I've written this year, this story really underscored to me that, beyond "flashes of inspiration," writing is a lot of hard work that needs consistent attention and practice!

MOST UNDERAPPRECIATED?

I definitely think this one is it's a dangerous game, my Dr. Jekyll and Hyde AU. I initially started writing this for a Gothic-themed challenge, abandoned for a bit, then finished in a flurry for Haladriel Week. This fic is also a close second for my favorite of the year. I love a Gothic aesthetic and I made sure this story was chock full of it. I was also so purposeful with my writing voice for this story and, to me, it doesn't sound like anything else I've written.

MOST POPULAR?

Oh without a doubt, lend me some sugar (I am your neighbor)!

STORY WITH THE SEXIEST MOMENT?

I mean, this is so subjective, but I think the somnophilia scene from it's a dangerous game takes the cake for me! I wrote it in one sitting during my lunch break and my god was it hard to go back to work after this...

An excerpt from the end of the scene: Instead, he adjusts her skirts and melts into the darkness, leaving her as he found her; boneless and wet, flushed with heat and ripe for the taking.

MOST FUN STORY TO WRITE?

Fun is a strong word, but I was the story I felt was most fulfilling to write was tell me something true (or tell me nothing at all). I already had some of the template letter concepts in my notes from a twitter conversation much earlier in the year, and expanding on them, while building the scenes around them, was a really fun exercise.

HARDEST?

I'm not going to lie, most of them! I used to be the type of writer who would have one flash of inspiration, write it up at a mad sprint, then quit writing until I was struck with another mad idea. I wrote for so many prompt and themed challenges this year that I was required to be more intentional about story building and more consistent with my writing — even when it was hard, even when I hated everything I wrote down. Felt a lot like muscle training at the gym!

BIGGEST SURPRISE?

My output really surprised me!! I complain to my therapist all the time that I'm shit at finishing things, but it's hard to deny the truth when it's staring me in the face: six complete stories, two wips that I will complete! And not just the quantity of my output, but the quality too. I am proud of, and really like, everything I published!

I mean, don't ask me how my social life is going lol, but at least my writing life is going well!

DID YOU TAKE ANY RISKS IN WRITING THIS YEAR?

Dipping my toe into Dark Fics for sure, which is new for me. But beyond that, just engaging with the fandom as a whole! I firmly believe that writing/story-telling is a communal activity and I am beyond grateful to have found that community. It's the first real fan-space I've been a real part of, and it's definitely improved my writing.

MOST UNINTENTIONALLY TELLING STORY?

My life is too boring to translate to fic lol. But I did not have to dig very deep to write the depression beats in living la dolce vita (I’ve been saving all my summers for you). A lot of what Galadriel goes through — the listlessness, the anger, the selfishness — is stuff I also struggle with during depressive episodes.

FAVORITE LINES/SCENES?

I like them all lol but these are a few that I know others, including my fiancé, have really liked:

dig up the bones (but leave the soul alone): “My lady, if I had a dragon’s tooth for every time you told me not to worry while you went careening off into peril, I’d have a smiling crown for my troubles.”

lend me some sugar (I am your neighbor): And she shatters, then, like glass; a thousand glittering pieces sailing off into the light. Irreparably damaged, ground to dust — edges sharpening as they fall into a mosaic of destruction. There is no end and no beginning. A lifetime of little deaths folding in on themselves, one on top of the other.

tell me something true (or tell me nothing at all): I am drowning in this ocean of blood. And you — you are not here to pull me to the surface as you once did. How could you, when you are wave and anchor both?

there is a light (and it never goes out): She can offer him no words of comfort, no platitudes to ease his sorrows. But she can offer this. The soft touch of her lips to his, the gentle stroke of her fingers across his cheek. She cannot mend a broken heart, but she can hold it for a while, cup it in her palms and keep it safe. She can pour her light into his darkened soul, weave together a dream where they are bound and they are whole. If only just this once.

MY FAVE PART OF FANDOM IN 2023

Literally just having this fandom. Having this community of wonderful, kind, incredibly talented people I can talk to, get advice from, brainstorm with!! I have made so many wonderful friends and I will be forever grateful.

2024 WRITING AMBITIONS

I want to continue developing a consistent writing habit, preferably once a day. Ideally, I'll become to type of girlie who wakes up at 5am and writes for two hours before work, but let's be real, I'm way to sleepy for that!

I also want to focus on two specific things: writing faster and writing less. First, I am, in my eyes, a slow writer — without that "flash of inspiration," it can take me a few days to write a single scene. Mostly because I do not follow my own advice and have to get everything perfect in the first draft. Second — as you can see from this post!!! — I have always been the type of writer who goes "why use one word when you can use ten?" I want to be able to write shorter stories without feeling like I'm compromising on my vision.

2024 FICS ON THE IMMEDIATE HORIZON

chapter two of there is a light (and it never goes out)

the immortal soulmates AU

dig up the bones (but leave the soul alone)* (which I think will be on hiatus until I can get a few chapters ahead before posting).

Thanks to @liminal-zone for the format, @conundrumoftime and @thecoziestbean inspiration!

#fanfiction #personal #2023 wrap-up

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ramzawrites · 1 year

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Dream World - A Sibling!Mutant!Reader Story - Part 6

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Pairings: None

Characters included: Leonardo, Donatello, Michelangelo, Raphael, Splinter

Warnings: n/a

Series: Part 6

Summary: As promised the family trains with Y/N

Word count: 7552

Authors Note: The whole training thing was supposed to be only one chapter but it got a bit longer than anticipated so it might end up being maybe 2 chapters long haha But this way I got to write a small moment between Y/N and Splinter! Also without saying much there will come a color up and I p much intended to use it from the beginning but had a small poll on my sideblog that also confirmed that choice so it was nice to get a bit feedback from yall for this haha After this I will post a request again!

Y/N knew from the very start that Leo would probably not feel comfortable with the idea of them starting up training. After all his sibling was unconscious for two weeks, woke up with memory issues accompanied by headaches and then as their very first reaction they had a huge panic attack. Seeing how he was the second medic in the family it probably made sense that he wouldn’t really feel happy agreeing to the idea of training.

Yet, Y/N did not expect for this to end with a huge argument involving all of the siblings. Mikey, April and Raph tried to subtly tell Leo about the little moment the three just had with Y/N and why this is actually a good idea but both Donnie and Leo felt that it was way too soon.

At one point Leo said that after two weeks laying still their muscles should definitely not be up to it only for Donnie to admit he used one of his more experimental inventions to try to counteract the reduction of their muscle mass. For a short moment the group managed to pause their heated discussion to reprimand Donnie only for him to remind them all what the original topic was which got quickly picked up again. Y/N promptly ignored their thoughts of what in the hell he might have done since they seemed to be doing fine right now.

All the while Y/N just sat on the seat and watched the group stand behind it. All of them making wild gestures with their hands. Their faces pulled into deep scowls but even while all of them looked annoyed it didn’t seem malicious. The annoyance or even anger was just born out of worry for them.

They wanted to interrupt and voice their own opinion, but they weren’t sure how to go about it. Something told them that Leo wouldn’t listen to them anyhow. At the moment he was the only medic on team and to that he wasn’t scared to pull the “I’m the leader, so what I say goes!” card. A little bit of a prick move, they had to admit silently.

Draxum stayed for a moment to watch them bicker only to pull Splinter aside, say something about collecting the last of the data for Donatello and then he vanished into a purple light. Y/N just sat there mouth agape as Draxum casually opened a damn magical portal and disappeared into thin air. Just casual magic right in front of them and no one else seemed to bat an eye. As if this was the most normal thing in the world to them. Which it probably was! Cool. Okay. Yeah. Why not. Y/N still just kept staring at the place the yokai was standing before he disappeared.

It was only when Splinter started to suddenly move towards Y/N that they finally tore their eyes away. Their mind couldn’t even conjure up a proper thought after witnessing real actual magic besides a sense of wonder, curiosity and a bit of panic. But the last emotion has been a constant recently.

Splinter approached the seat and let out a deep huff “How about we leave your siblings be for the moment. Let them all voice their worries and grievances while we prepare, yeah?” He then held out his small hand towards them. It was an open invitation and somehow Y/N instinctually knew that should they decide to decline his offer, he wouldn’t be mad or disappointed. It was an offer and nothing more.

Emboldened by this warm feeling deep inside them, they softly laid their green hand into his pink one before they even thought about asking him what he meant with preparing.

For a small and old rat mutant, he showed a surprising amount of strength as he suddenly clasped their hand and began pulling. Startled Y/N yelped softly as he pulled them off the chair. The cookie package and blanket dropped to the ground hence why Y/N stumbled for a second but caught themself just as fast again.

Splinter didn’t seem to notice or even mind the way Y/N yanked on his arm for a second while they struggled to land on the ground. He just kept walking. His hand was warm, and Y/N couldn’t help but enjoy it.

Maybe it was because of the sudden loss of the blanket. Then again, they couldn’t help but press the warm cup of hot chocolate against their cheek as well and they were quite happy about holding the bowl of soup on their lap.

It was then that they suddenly realized that this behavior might be because of their new body. According to the others they did start out as a turtle and turtles were cold blooded that relied on outside factors to warm up or even cool down. It was probably a bit more complicated for them since they got mutated with human DNA but there probably was still a part in them that enjoyed basking in warmth.

Yeah. It must be something like that. Maybe Y/N Hamato had something more detailed in their notebooks.

Y/N was so caught up with their sudden thoughts on turtle mutant biology that they didn’t even notice that Splinter pulled them along a part of the subway station they haven’t walked along yet. They had to lean down a bit so they could hold on better to the rat mutant, more staring at him and his relaxed facial features as he walked along through the tunnels than where they were going.

It was only when they suddenly noticed that they stood on a softer surface that they realized that they must have arrived. They stood on a mat in the middle of a huge room. All around them were a ton of gym equipment. There were dummies with different kinds of black bandanas on them. Some of them had a red foot painted on their foreheads. There were benches to build up different kinds of upper and lower body strength.

Random weights laid strewn about and Y/N couldn’t help but think that the bigger ones were definitely Raph’s. They couldn’t imagine the others lifting these huge weights. They definitely couldn’t lift that as well but the urge to still try was there.

“Alright. I’m sure the others will gather that we both left in a few minutes, so, we have a few minutes of calm.” Splinter suddenly spoke up while softly clapping his paws together.

Only now did suddenly Y/N realize how awkward it was to be abducted like this by their supposed father. They just became more comfortable with the others, but this was still strange since they just didn’t know how to act around him.

While he seemed to be more calm and even lazy to a degree from what they saw and heard from the rest of the family, they still worried if he might be still be strict or mean even.

Their own father wasn’t much around. He was usually just there in the background. When they needed something from him, he tended to just hum along while kept working on his laptop. Sometimes he would just lay some money on the table so they could order food even though Y/N had already cooked something up with their sisters.

So, Y/N had to admit, seeing Splinter already more proactive as their own father, they just felt a bit like a fish out of water.

“Um, so, what are we doing here? Is this the training room?” Y/N asked meekly.

At first Splinter’s eyebrows scrunched together into a confused and almost worried expression but he soon regained his more self-assured posture. Seeing this Y/N realized that Leo must have picked up this behavior from him, seeing how he too liked to look very cool and self-assured.

“Yeah. It’s our dojo. Red and Blu- I mean Raph and Leo are the ones who spend the most time in here nowadays. Donnie goes in here more often than not to test out his newest weapon while Mikey sometimes just comes in here to get rid of his excess energy he seems to accumulate over time.” He chuckled softly at the end. His eyes warm as he recounts the habits of his kids.

“And you.” He starts, his eyes now seemingly boring into theirs “You usually came in here when your head is too full of thoughts. You trained to calm down the storm in your head.”

Their head suddenly moved to the right. It wasn’t something they did consciously, but their eyes instinctually landed on the dummies and targets that stood behind them. While they as a human never did things like that the idea of doing some sport to work through their worries did sound like a good idea. It would give you something else to concentrate on.

Honestly maybe it was something they should pick up when they struggled with a new design. Maybe it would have the same effect as when you are in the shower and you have suddenly amazing ideas.

“But before we can even think about how we can train you specifically now with the new situation, we have to gear you up first.” Splinter once again broke through their thoughts. Pulling their attention back to him.

“Oh! Gear up?” Was all Y/N said. They supposed they did see how the others wore straps around their bodies and black wrapping around their limbs but honestly, they didn’t think much of it. When you suddenly see a mutant turtle in front of you, you don’t really tend to notice their choice of fashion or at least feel inclined to critique it.

Splinter nodded “Yes, yes. Gotta make sure your wrists are supported for example when you throw a punch.”

Weirdly enough it was only then that they realized something “Wait, so you also think it’s a good idea for me to train? Or at least to see how my body is doing with that?” They should have gotten to that realization when he pulled them into the dojo, but they were occupied with other thoughts.

“Yes, of course! Even in this situation I do trust in your abilities, and you have always been resilient. I suppose you all are. I also think it doesn’t do you good to coddle you forever.” He slightly grimaced as he said that “Of course I’m still worried about you. And will always be worried about you as your father but coddling you like this won’t help you. Besides, if we just let you be, you will inevitably stew in your own thoughts and worries, and I’m hoping that doing a few easy exercises might at least help you relieve some of the stress. How it used to.”

Y/N couldn’t help but smile at this. Even if they are a different person, he still had some sort of trust in them and honestly it felt nice to be trusted like that.

“And if it doesn’t work? If this is somehow bad?”

Splinter huffed out an amused breath “Then we stop and find something else. Easy as that.”

They nodded at that. The way he said that they couldn’t help but push their worries aside. If this didn’t work out or some other problem suddenly arose there would be other ways and Splinter was ready to help find them. No matter what, there will be something Y/N can do in this situation. There just had to be a way.

“Okay, okay. Now. Time to get dressed up. Please sit down so I can reach you better.”

Without hesitation Y/N sat down on the soft mat and crossed their legs. Now nervous but also excited to see what he would pull out. It probably was just the wrappings he mentioned earlier so they wouldn’t break their wrists.

Splinter walked over to a small box, rummaging through it for a moment before he seemed to have found what he was looking for. It was only when he finally turned around and begun walking back that Y/N noticed that he held something in a nice bright green color in his hands.

As he stood in front of them, finally on eye level he looked at the piece of cloth in his hands with such soft eyes that Y/N couldn’t help but feel like this was an important moment. This green cloth held importance to him.

“Green.” He spoke, suddenly moving around them to stand behind their shell. He softly moved the cloth in front of their eyes and laid it across. It was a bandana.

It was their bandana.

With a soft tug he tied the ends of the cloth together. It was now sitting snugly over their snout and along their eyes. Y/N’s hands softly brushed against the new material. It felt comforting to have it on. They felt more dressed somehow. This is how it should be.

When Splinter walked in front of them again, he had a happy smile on his face “This has always been your color. Green. The color of peace. But also, the color of new beginnings and growth. Very fitting indeed.”

Y/N pulled one tail of their bandana to the front, holding it softly in their hand. Slowly letting the material slip through their fingers just to see it move against their skin. It contrasted nicely against the dark green. As a design student they couldn’t help but think it was also a quite fitting color for them if they truly were the most stealthies member of the turtles. Of course, the stealthiest of the green turtle group would also wear green and yet it was such a contrasting color against their actual green skin, that it still shone brightly. It definitely still fit in with the bright colors of the others.

They liked it.

“I hope with your new memories you don’t suddenly despise this color.”

Y/N shook their head wildly, the surprisingly strong positive emotions that came along with the green bandana strengthening this reaction “No! I’m- I like this. Yes. Green is… good. Thank you.”

His shoulder suddenly slumped down, it was as if this had been a huge worry of his. A weight lifted off his body and heart.

“I’m happy to hear it. Now we have to get the wrappings out. Luckily, we have some extra equipment here and we don’t have to walk past the others to get them from your room.” He laughed softly.

“They’ve been arguing for a while.”

“Knowing them they are probably busy fighting, or they jumped to the fifth new topic to argue over. We will get them if they don’t appear on their own. It’s been a while to see all of them this energetic.”

He returned to the small box to grab the black wrappings.

In the end Splinter and Y/N did not have to walk back to the living room to get the others since they suddenly burst into the dojo just as Splinter finished wrapping their last leg. The black wrapping on their left arm reached past their elbow while only the right hand and wrist were wrapped. The wrapping on their legs both reached past their knees though.

The group that suddenly skidded into the dojo looked a bit out of breath and Y/N was sure they spotted a bite mark on Leo’s arm. Seems like Splinter was probably right, and they began to literally fight. Like children apparently.

“Dad!” Leo breathed out, betrayal coating his voice.

Splinter just raised one eyebrow at him “Took you long enough.”

“Why did you-? You just took Y/N! And- We were in the middle of a discussion!” Leo threw his arms through the air, accentuating his franticness even further.

April put one side of her hair back into her usual space bun, it probably loosened during their fight, and smiled proudly. It definitely looked like she just won the argument. Mikey too had a big grin on his face while Raph was still scowling as he looked at Leo and Donnie. Donnie was moving his bandana back on his face correctly, one eyebrow way more smudged than the other.

So, his eyebrows were definitely drawn on. Good to know.

“Yes, a discussion about what to do with Y/N without including Y/N.”

As he said that Mikey, Raph and April all instantly grew stock-still. They just promised to include Y/N more and then they immediately did the opposite. Though Y/N knew they didn’t mean to, they tried to talk to Leo and Donnie about their new decision and it all just escalated into an argument way too fast.

„Don’t worry. I know you didn’t mean to.” Y/N tried to reassure them which only seemed to slightly work. Even if Y/N wasn’t that angry at them they were still glad they realized on their own why this wasn’t their best moment.

Raph was the first to apologize, the others, including Leo and Donnie, followed after. It almost sounded rehearsed.

“Good, now that this is out of the way, let’s see how we go about this little training session.” Splinter spoke. His voice more commanding than before. Probably putting on his “Dad voice” to ensure that his kids behaved for the moment.

“But they literally just woke up from a coma, dad!” Leo immediately fired back “What if they get more hurt!”

Splinter nodded to show that he heard his son’s worries “We will go slow. Just something simple. And if it doesn’t work out, we will stop. What do you think about all of this, Y/N?”

Y/N didn’t really expect to be put on the spot like that, they were busy inspecting the wrappings, not too comfortable under the gazes of the others once again “Uh. I’m fine with that. I want to try it. It’s frustrating to just sit around so please give me a chance, Leo. I need to do something. Please? If you think anything is wrong, I will stop.”

And for a moment Leo just stared at Y/N. His lips pulled into a line as he seemed to think this through. His eyes sometimes slipped over to his father only to land back on Y/N. He let out a deep breath “Alright, alright. You’ve been doing pretty well after waking up, so, I’ll give you that.”

April and Mikey let out a deep breath as well, almost as if they held it in beforehand, only to high five each other and simultaneously give Y/N a thumbs up. Seeing them so synced up Y/N had to quietly laugh.

Raph put one of his huge hands onto Leo’s shoulder who in return looked up at him. With an encouraging smile he gave him a small nod which Leo returned with one of his.

Donnie was the only who didn’t have much of a reaction. He just kept standing around with his hands on his hips. In fact, he looked almost bored or even annoyed.

Splinter clapped his hands together “Good job, kids.” Okay that definitely sounded very patronizing and sarcastic. “Let’s make it a proper training session then. Everyone! Warm up! Leo you can supervise Y/N. Now, chop chop. You all know your routine.”

There was a cacophony of groans and a few exclamations of “But it was supposed to be our free day today! Agh, come on!”

Donnie’s “I knew it!” cut through the loudest though.

Splinter laughed as he moved to the side of the room, sitting down on the ground. Apparently, he was happy to just sit there and watch his children work.

They all moved to the mats to begin doing their stretches. It made sense that they all didn’t need to think much about how to go about this since apparently, they have done this for a while but it still surprised Y/N for a moment.

When Leo approached them, they stood up. The wrappings on their body put some comforting pressure on their limbs.

He was smiling as he got closer but the creases around his brows spelled that a lot was going through his mind.

“Can I take a quick look at the bandages? Just wanna make sure they don’t cut of your circulation or something.”

Y/N nodded, holding out their arms towards him. He fiddled with them a bit and even took a quick look at their legs and when he finished, he seemed satisfied. The others kept stealing glances towards the two but obviously tried to concentrate on their own things.

“So, with your weird human memories. Do you know how to do stretches and such?” the blue banded turtle asked.

Y/N lifted their hand to absentmindedly toy with the end of one of their bandana tails that fell past their shoulder “Well. It’s not like I trained or things like that on the regular. But I know a few stretches. Been a while though.”

Leo suddenly pursed his lips “Gotcha. So not very, uh, bendy?”

A snort escaped Y/N’s nose at the wording “Oh, no. Couldn’t even touch my toes without a lot of trouble.”

“Perfect.”

Now that reaction confused Y/N and Leo could see it in their expression, hence why he continued.

“Try doing this then. Try touching your toes. The Y/N I know doesn’t have any trouble with that, but you have been unconscious for two weeks so let’s see how you are doing. I’m curious to see if you can especially after Donnie told us he apparently used one of his experiments on you in secret.”

He said the last part a bit louder and in an accusing tone, obviously talking to his twin and trying to sound at least annoyed.

“Hey! I told you! Y/N and I started this little project together! I just finished it when they went into the coma.”

“It was still untested, Dee!”

But this time Donnie didn’t respond, he just turned his back to Leo as he sat down to stretch his legs more. Leo grumbled quietly to himself as he pulled his attention back to Y/N.

With a deep breath Leo suddenly bent down to lay his hands flat on his toes. Wow, it wasn’t even a thing of touching his feet just with his fingertips, his palm connected with the body part. That was kind of impressive actually.

“Now it’s your turn.” Leo spoke as he moved up again.

With a deep breath on their own, Y/N slowly moved down, stretching their hands down to connect with their own green feet. They expected the familiar burn at the back of their legs, but it didn’t appear. They could feel a pull, but their hands kept moving further down than they anticipated. With a surprised “Whoa!” they too connected their palms with their feet.

Only then did the pull at the back of their legs get stronger.

“What the hell.” They grunted out, surprised with being able to do this. Moving their face between their arms they were basically at eye level with their own knees.

When they moved back up again Leo seemed way more relaxed than before. His smile now his usual smug smile he wore before the whole argument.

“Nicely done. How’d it feel?”

Y/N rolled on the balls of their feet, suddenly exited at the prospect of trying other things out. It felt nice being able to stretch down so low. Never have they done something like that “Well I could feel the stretch at the end at the back of my legs. Nothing actually super painful though. Still manageable and normal.”

Taking this as the sign that their body seemed to be doing alright for now, Leo begun doing stretches alongside Y/N. He would show them how and they followed along. Stretching their arms, legs and even their neck and fingers. It felt kind of nice to loosen up their muscles like that.

The others finished their routine way before Leo and Y/N. Mikey and April then started throwing punches against each other a bit further away from the two. Both Raph and Donnie seemed to supervise the two for now. They all stopped though when Leo and Y/N got back up and shook their limbs a bit at the end of their routine. Seemed like they were just waiting for them.

April chucked her jacket near Splinter who didn’t even bat an eye as it sailed dangerously close to his head “All good?” Her question was directed towards Y/N who hesitantly nodded.

Leo crossed his arms “Seems like they are doing fine. Donnie isn’t off the hook though.”

“Agreed.” Raph joined in.

Donnie just groaned to which April elbowed his side.

He yelped surprised only to narrow his eyes at her “I literally started the project with them! So why are you all so worried! Once they get their memories back, they will tell you that they’d totally consent to this.”

Would they?

Yes, they would.

Y/N furrowed their brows. Why were they so sure that they’d be normally okay with this? Sure, nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary. Or at least more than it should be but the voice in their head was just so sure they’d be okay with it.

“Come on! They’ll never annoy us again! Evil cackle! It’s gonna be fine, Y/N!” Small green hands twisted a screw into a metal panel with a screwdriver that looked way too big for his hands.

“Not when you say evil cackle like that! But… you are right. We did this together! No one will be able to steal our glasses anymore!” There was a childish defiance mixed in with an almost mischievous tone. Giddy that they were doing something in secret.

There were papers in front of them. Scribbles in what looked like green and purple crayon. A blueprint and wires were strewn about. The other small mutant child in a purple hoodie and black rimmed glasses got up from the ground to look over said blueprint with a huge smile. He had fun and so did they.

“Team Smart! Team Smart!” he cheered.

They groaned dramatically “That is still a dumb name, Dee.”

“Glasses?” Y/N questioned only realizing too late that they said this out loud. Everyone was looking at them now with a worried expression.

Mikey was waving his hand in front of their face, his tongue was sticking out of his mouth in deep concentration.

“Uh, Mikey?” Y/N asked, confused as to why he did this.

He promptly dropped his arm again, a big smile back on his face “Oh! You aren’t zoning out anymore!”

“Oh, I guess I was.”

This seemed to particular interest Donnie judging by the way he tilted his head to the side “What happened?”

He didn’t say it, but he must have figured it might have probably been something similar as to when they zoned out in the infirmary. Only this time, whatever this was, seemed so much clearer in a way. It was like a few snippets of a memory. A moment years ago. But that couldn’t be right. It just invaded their mind. Inserting itself almost ruthlessly so into their consciousness.

They gulped “I’m not sure. I think I saw you as a child?” They slowed down their sentence, their pitch shifting higher as if this was somehow something forbidden to say. It definitely felt weird to say.

This seemed to intensify Donnie’s gaze even more “What? What exactly. Something with glasses?”

Y/N shrugged “I didn’t really see much. I just remember you building something? We? I think I was talking but… no… that can’t- uh, anyway. It seemed like we were talking about someone stealing our glasses? And that no one will be able to anymore? There were plans on a table and a machine. I think.”

Once these words left their mouth, there seemed to be a lightbulb turning on for everyone. Recognition washing over them simultaneously.

“Oh! That was years ago!” Mikey was the first to say.

“What?”

Donnie placed his hand once again against his chin. This seemed to be something he did whenever he begun to intensely think something through “Ah, yeah. We both did indeed wear glasses as kids. But our nice brothers loved to steal them from us to tease us. Hence why we took matters into our own hands. Did anything else happen as you zoned out?”

Confused Y/N shrugged once again “I think you chanted “Team Smart” and I said it was a dumb name. That’s it.”

Raph laughed softly “Yep, you sure didn’t like that one.”

Y/N was sure they could even spot Splinter chuckling in the back, nodding along to what Raph said.

“Okay, before you zoned out, what do you remember last?” Donnie ignored his brother’s laugh, more interested in what just happened with Y/N.

Once again Y/N grabbed a tail of their bandana. This was slowly becoming a nervous tick of theirs “I just remember you saying I’d be alright with you using experimental tech on me and I was thinking “Yeah, actually I would be.” Which honestly kind of confused me and then that happened.”

There was a glint in Donnie’s eyes. His mouth curling into a small smile as his eyes wandered to Leo for a moment. He didn’t say anything, but Leo still tensed up and let out a strained breath. Whatever Donnie was telling Leo with gaze alone, he understood.

“Seemed like me saying this might have triggered this memory to resurface. I think the moment you remember was us building a machine together for laser eye surgery.”

It took a moment for Y/N to process these words “But… I saw you as a kid…”

Donnie’s thoughtful expression changed out for a prideful one “I know, right! You researched how this would work and I used my technical abilities to build a machine for us. And now, we don’t need glasses.”

“And this is also the reason why we have to supervise you both when you start working on a project together.” Raph deadpanned.

The purple turtle just rolled his eyes “You all are just afraid of our combined intellect.”

Raph placed his hand onto Donnie’s back and moved his face closer, he was smiling but there was a tense air about him “You. Pointed. A. Laser. At. Your. Eyes. You guys are so lucky you didn’t accidentally blind yourself!” With every sentence he poked his brother’s plastron harshly.

Definitely used to this, Donnie softly pushed Raph’s face away from him “But we didn’t. So, all complains about what could have been, are for naught.”

Y/N figured their Hamato self only later got good with medicine but apparently this has been a thing for a while. Oh god, why was their Hamato self so smart? Even if it didn’t make much sense, it suddenly felt like they were trying to fill in shoes that were way too big for their feet. Not that they wanted to fill in for Hamato. They will go home and fix this and it’ll be fine.

But still. This was crazy. Actually, this was scary. If the two just as kids decided to operate on themselves, and successfully at that, then what else could they do now as young adults? Donnie wasn’t just smart he was frighteningly so.

They couldn’t help themself as they looked at April with an expression that just said, “What the hell?” to which she just shrugged. Sometimes it really didn’t help that all the things they thought were crazy seemed to be the most normal thing to these people.

Slowly Y/N lifted their free hand in front of their eyes, inspecting all the little details. How the scales ran along their skin and how their fingerprints looked. Their eyes seemed to work perfectly.

“Huh.”

“You heard about the amazing feat with did as kids and all you can say is huh?” Donnie exclaimed offendedly. He clearly wanted a different reaction out of them.

Y/N looked a bit bewildered at him “I don’t know! This is a lot to take in! I’m not sure if I should be impressed or scared!”

“Impressed, of course! Also, I just want to say that Y/N’s first reaction was that they would be okay with me using my tech on them, so, please get off my shell for this.”

“Boy. They said themself that they were confused by this reaction. You won’t wriggle your way out of this one that easily.” April’s brows were pulled down low. This seemed to finally shut him up.

It was quiet for a moment.

Leo stretches his arms behind his back “How are you feeling Y/N? Still up for some easy exercises? Even after whatever this was? Do you wanna talk about this more?”

Thankful for this out of this situation that had their mind reeling once again, Y/N nodded “I’m fine and I think I just generally need some time to let this sink in before I can make heads or tails of it. Let’s continue, if that is alright.”

With this Leo looked at Splinter “Uh, how should we go about this? Go through the whole thing and like teach them how to throw a punch again?”

“Sure, that is one way. But isn’t this also prime chance to see if some of their instincts are still intact? I’m sure you can come up with something.” Splinter replied.

His son groaned “I know you wanna help me become better at like the whole leader thing by giving me more chances to prove myself and responsibilities and all but what if I hurt Y/N more?”

Splinter just turned his attention to Y/N “You’ll tell Leo if you don’t think this is a good idea or you aren’t doing well, right?”

“Of course.”

Leo ran a hand along his face “Okay, I got it. Gotta show more trust and all. I’m sorry. I’m just not too sure what we can do.”

Mikey raised his arm, jumping up and down “Oh! I’ve got an idea! How about we try one of those things where Y/N just tries to hit one of us. No fighting back just dodging, just to see how they will handle that!”

“Oh, that is a good idea, Angelo. What do you think about it?” Raph asked Y/N.

Their first reaction was that they wouldn’t even know how to attack any of them. Besides they’d frankly would feel bad about doing so. What if they actually somehow managed to hurt one of them, even if they strongly doubted it.

Their doubt must have been present on their face because Raph spoke up again in a gentler voice “How about you try hitting me. I’m big and strong. I can easily take a hit. So, you don’t need to worry about hurting me.” He laughed softly “I’m actually more worried about hurting you since I’m so spiky.”

Y/N smiled, giving him a confident nod “Alright. Let’s try this, though I really wouldn’t know how to go about this.”

Donnie cut in “That’s why we are doing this. You’ve been, or at least your body, has been in fights for years now. This is about seeing if there are any instincts ingrained in you or your muscle memory that would react.”

“And if not, we will start from the beginning. It’s chill.” Mikey added. His cheeriness really lifting a few of their worries that still plagued their mind.

After all it’s not like they will actually hit him.

Seemingly coming to a decision, the group looked towards Leo who just kept listening to his siblings. He slowly nodded “Sounds good. I’ll supervise. Just to make sure both of you don’t accidentally hurt yourself.”

Immediately Donnie, April and Mikey walked over to Splinter to sit down as well. It seemed like all of them were curious to see how this would pan out. Mikey began rocking on his legs. He always seemed to be moving in some way.

To Y/N this whole situation was unnerving at best and having an audience certainly didn’t help.

Raph walked over to other side of the mat while Leo stood to the side. He gave Y/N a reassuring nod, his smile confident “Begin when you feel ready.”

To emphasize Leo’s point, Raph smashed his fists together “Yeah! Raph is ready for ya!”

Alright this was it. Time to sink or swim apparently. All they had to do was to throw a punch. That should be easy. Just make a fist and throw it towards him. Yep. Easy. Just punch the big mutant ninja turtle.

Should they just walk over? Should they run to try to catch him off-guard? Was it even necessary?

Too many thoughts. Too many worries. They just had to do it. The more they thought about this the more they would hesitate.

Taking a deep breath in, in order to try to calm their beating heart behind their plastron, Y/N moved their fists up in front of them. Raph followed their movement, sensing that they were now ready to begin. He had a huge smile on his face. Y/N almost wanted to laugh with how excited he looked.

Just before they wanted to take their first step they remembered something they heard a while ago. When throwing a punch their thumb should be outside of their fist. Which wasn’t the case right now. They immediately fixed this issue, catching on as Leo and Raph nodded approvingly.

If the finger stayed inside their fist, they could have seriously hurt their thumb. The force would travel first through their fingers and then down to their thumb with a high chance of dislocating it. Besides if you punch with your thumb inside your fist, the positioning of the rest of your fingers is off and you will hit at a wrong angle which can hurt those fingers.

After exhaling their next breath, they pushed themself off the ground towards Raph. Using their surprising strength in their legs to run towards the big turtle. Their heart was beating nervously inside their body. They feared that somehow all of their strength would be sapped away as they got close.

Do not think. Just do.

They just threw their fist towards their opponent. Their torso moving along with the punch, as their other fist moved up closer to their own head.

Raph immediately took a step to his side but Y/N’s other fist immediately flew out to catch him while he moved away to the side.

It made contact.

It was like electricity ran through their body as they realized that their fist touched him.

Looking at it they saw Raph’s palm. He stopped their blow with his hand.

A giddy feeling bubbled up inside of them as they looked into Raph’s eyes. He had an even bigger smile on his own face. Y/N would even say he looked proud. It felt great. They felt great!

“Got you.” They couldn’t help but laugh out.

Raphael chuckled along “You sure did, Spots.”

Y/N dropped their arm again and looked over to Leo. For approval? A verdict? They didn’t know.

Leo was smiling as well “Nice one! Even if Raph was supposed to dodge!” He threw a bit of an evil eye towards his older brother.

He just waved his comment off “I know, I know. I am a physical guy though. I’m supposed to take the hits and I’m good at it.”

“Raph.” Leo only stated. It sounded like he wanted to reprimand him but there was worry etched into his voice as well.

The older brother must have caught on to it “Don’t worry. I’ve been working on it, you know that. But this is besides the point right now! Did you see Y/N? That wasn’t just any old punch! It had proper technique and all!”

“It did?” Y/N asked. Their mouth slightly open in bewilderment as they tried to think about how exactly they punched Raph.

He nodded, putting his arm around them to softly press them against his plastron. His other hand rubbing their head in an affectionate manner. Feeling like he did this mostly to tease them Y/N begun laughing, trying to push themself away from him but he was too strong.

It was only when Donnie spoke up again that Raph finally released them.

“This seems to be a good sign. Shall we try to up the ante?”

“Yes.” Leo agreed “This went way better than I anticipated. Now I’m curious how’d you do against me. But this time what if I slightly fought back.”

Uh oh.

Without much communication Raph stepped off and let Leo take his spot.

“Are you alright with that, Y/N? I promise I’ll go easy on you. This is just to see how you react. But don’t be sad if I hit you. I am the best of the family, after all.”

Y/N raised on of their brows, though they were glad to see his cocky self again rather than the worrywart. His comment also elicited a few remarks from the rest of his family. Mostly to exclaim that they were the best, of course, but Leo didn’t seem to pay much attention to them.

The blue banded turtle moved his hands up in front of his face “Vamos! I’ll buy your next pizza if you either hit me three times or dodge all of my blows.”

They wished they were more confident in their abilities because pizza sounded really good right about now. They only had some candy before, and they weren’t exactly sure how long it had been when they had Mikey’s soup.

Leo was way too fast at their side of the mat once they tentatively raised their own fists. He threw out a simple jab at their torso without any hesitation. With a surprised squawk Y/N twisted around, barely avoiding his hand.

“Good one!” Splinter complimented.

Not even getting a proper chance to realize what they just did, Leo’s hand already flew back towards them. This time Y/N ducked down and extended their right fist in hopes of connecting with his chest. But he copied their move and twisted away as well.

“Close one!” he taunted.

Seeing Leo just dodge so effortlessly they had to wonder if Raph let them hit him on purpose. Then again, he did admit he would probably rather block then jump away but still. It seemed way too easy in hindsight.

Y/N jumped to the side, once again trying to hit the taller turtle but he moved his hand from below along their wrist. Diverting their attack towards the air.

“I thought you’d go easy on me!” They exclaimed, suddenly feeling way out of depth.

He snorted “I am!”

“Eh, he is showing off a little bit.” April seemingly corrected that statement.

Another jab, another punch. More twists, jumps and frantic ducking. Y/N barely got a moment to breath. Just evading. It felt like all their brainpower was just being used on trying to be aware enough to anticipate his next move so they wouldn’t be hit.

Until Y/N suddenly stepped off the mat and unceremoniously fell to the ground with an “oof”.

“I’m impressed!”

Y/N couldn’t help but scowl at Leo. They wanted to say this was unfair but frankly they had no idea what would have been appropriate since apparently their body did know more than their own mind.

“That was a lot.” They huffed, grabbing onto Leo’s hand to pull themself back up.

He eyed them for a second “Not really but at least I understand now more about how you react. You definitely have some instinctual stuff going on but it’s obvious that something is missing. It’s probably the experience since you don’t remember fighting and all. So really, you are doing way better than a normal person would.”

Splinter was suddenly standing next to the two. Y/N jumped for a second, they didn’t even notice him walking over at all.

He thoughtfully stroked his chin “Yes. Blue is correct. Ever the perceptive one. Both of you did well.”

They did catch Mikey bouncing over though since he cheered loudly “That’s kinda cool, right? That means we have an easier time to get them back up to speed, right? That means we can soon take them outside!”

Raph caught Mikey by his shell, holding him up like a sack of flour “Calm down! One step at a time! But it sounds about right.”

“Hah! I knew you still got it.” April yelled out, throwing her arm around Y/N’s shoulder. Giving them a comforting squeeze.

It was a bit weird to get complimented so much when it felt like they were just barely holding on during the little match against Leo. That didn’t even seem right. This was mostly just Leo against Y/N. They were too busy twisting and shrieking, trying to evade him as best as they could.

Then again, they did manage to hold on far longer than they would have anticipated. So maybe they were allowed to feel a bit proud at their achievement.

“Now that we know how they are doing when it comes to straight martial combat.” Splinter begun, addressing everyone in the room “There are still two different things we need to test before we can even think about setting up proper training for them.”

“Oh yeah!” Raph yelled out happily.

April let go off Y/N to throw her hands into the air “It’s weapon training time!”

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