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violynt-skies · 9 months

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Rottmnt Theatre Arts AU

one of my close moots on twitter @/lynngu1n1 created a band au the other day so now im here to add onto it with a rottmnt theatre arts/performing arts au bc now i can’t stop thinking abt it let’s go!

Leo:

This first one should surprise nobody, leo is a born and raised theatre kid. He loves the performance, he loves the drama, and he loves the spotlight. Leo is often lucky and skilled enough to be cast in lead roles however he’s almost ALWAYS type casted into the love interest role. Not that it bothers him though as he takes the role with stride. He loves playing it and he knows he’s good at it.

Off stage however he’s often regarded as a leader type within the cast. people admire him and with his natural charisma he tends to take charge in helping the cast by hyping them up and setting morale high as well as almost always being on top of things when it comes what changes might've occurred when rehearsing scenes and dance numbers.

He’s the one that sets up the cast parties and after show dinners and often leads warm ups within the cast and introduces the new members to old theatre kid traditions. and despite his chill personality he actually takes his acting roles pretty seriously and works hard to learn his lines and choreography.

Things are always fun when Leo's around, you'll find him dancing in the wings when not on stage w other cast mates and pulling the most ridiculous expressions as everyone silently holds in their laughter and is the one thats got the best drama and gossip stories to tell while blasting music backstage as everyone gets ready.

Donnie:

Donnie is on crew, he helps build the sets, hang the lights, watch for cues, handles mic checks and sound and controls everything from the booth during shows, wearing headsets during the show is one of his favorite things ever, it’s makes him feel like the guy in the chair.

Donnie doesnt interact with the cast that much as he’s constantly busy with the tech side of things but everyone on the cast knows him because he’s e v e r y w h e r e . And while he tends to keep to himself when working, people quickly learned to stay out of his way when he’s doing so

He absolutely loves his job though and enjoys all the intricacies that goes on behind the stage that makes the show run smoothly. Will absolutely infodump to you about certain tech aspects if you ask him about it tech week is absolute hell tho. nobody bother him.

There’s still so much to be done before opening night and trying to get these damn theatre kids to work with him can be such a nightmare sometimes. he likes them most of the time he really does, but not right now especially during mic checks, of which leo is CHRONICALLY late too

Raph:

Raph is a stage manager! though over time has quickly been adopted as the cast and crew mom. While he does everything the stage managers typically do, watching cues, helping move set pieces, keeping track of props, he’s always extended himself to helping even more backstage.

Raph's got whatever you need at all times. throats sore? come on he’ll show you where we keep the throat coat. want a mint? here you go. yes call time is at 5:30. you blanked and forgot ur line before ur scene? here’s the script u got this bud

instead of getting into the tech aspect like Donnie during the rehearsal periods, raph actually goes to help with the costumes instead! he’s making the alterations to help make ur costume fit better and finding you the right accessories for it.

In his spare time he’ll go to the shop and help build sets under donnies guidance, being able to easily move heavy pieces from place to place as well as painting them the main reason raph works so well as a stage manager tho is that he CAN wrangle the wild antics of theatre kids. and while it mostly isn’t an issue as the majority of people already respect him for his kindness. He knows how to deal with them when the chaos starts to set in where donnie couldn’t. when he needs people to get out of his way they MOVE. and while raph usually has a handle on things, the cast has seen him snap at times and have since then avoid it at all cost. When raph tells you to do something you do it.

But otherwise he’s pretty chill! he helps you with quick changes and fixes ur costume if it rips on stage. just dont touch the props, that PISSES him off

Mikey:

Mikey is an ensemble kid. He enjoys theatre but hes totally content just being part of the group and experience and doesnt need to be in the spotlight. Mikey’s the kid that gets along with everyone, cast & crew, he comes to the after parties and is thoroughly engaged in warm ups

However! His skills for dancing are no joke, having previous experience with it before joining the theatre fam. as a result he ends up with a role as a dance captain! quickly picking up the choreo and then relaying it to his fellow cast mates and helping anyone who needs it

He’s the one that ALWAYS remembers the steps. and his the kid that helps remind the choreographer what came after this segment and yeah we go right then left! he’s also the one that tends to do a large amount of the stunts within the big dance numbers. Yes he can do a round off backhandspring! Need someone who can do cartwheels? He’s ur guy. Can anyone do a triple turns? That’s him.

As a result he ends up becoming well known among the cast which eventually lands him some small supporting roles in following shows as well! Not to mention he's the one that everyone goes to for help with makeup. That kid's eyeliner skills are def on another level.

April:

April is part of the yearbook committee at school, which as a result has her coming in during hours of rehearsal to take some pictures for it as well as the show. However, with the combination of this and also being friends with the guys, which led her to start working with them more.

This ends up with her taking an unofficial role as their marketing committee. April is the one who promotes the show on social media and is also the one that puts together the programs for the show and takes the cast headshots as well as their bios.

She and leo tag team the ticket selling, with her passion and his natural charisma they make an extremely compatible team when it comes to encouraging people to go see the show. She’s the one that helps set up the concessions at intermission and is the one who records the show and takes plenty of pictures for it for their social media.

OUTSIDE of musical theatre season:

These boys got some other electives they’ve got lined up (which sometimes overlaps with theatre which makes things a little stressful but it’s all good)

I thoroughly believe leo is that one kid that does sports within the cast, and while ik he’s big on basketball, he also gives me some major soccer vibes- the kid def has the speed and agility for the offense position, and while he knows it’s not, half the time playing the game feels like putting on a whole ass performance and he thrives on the adrenaline of it all

Now don’t think i forgot about donnie’s overly big dramatics because i didn’t. Donnie DID actually audition for theatre, and while he’s got a huge passion for musical theatre just like leo, he later found out that he did not inherent the same talent for acting rip.

Therefore! he found something else to fill his need for dramatization and ended up in harmony show choir! a group that involves both singing dancing and performance with no need for much skills in acting, a perfect fit for him.

ofc he was a little awkward when he first joined and he’s not the best in the group but he thoroughly found himself enjoying it as a side activity and found friends in the group as well.

Raph is a choir kid! Initially he didn’t have much interest in it and ended up taking the class as a needs for an art elective but after a semester he found that he really liked it! fitting in the bass section extremely well and actually found stage managing through choir. (since half the choir kids overlap with theatre) and many of his classmates encouraged him to try it out! Especially since tech was a little short-staffed at the moment

Raph kept up w choir after a while and started auditioning for all state each year! He sometimes has some difficulties with reading the music but donnie always helps him out when he needs.

Outside of arts though, Raph is also an og sports kid like leo and is on the wrestling team

Now mikey as the arts kid of the group obviously has been in plenty of art electives that change from semester to semester, ranging from 2D and 3D drawing to sculpting and painting. Outside of those however he also found himself on the drill team!

Mikey has been in dance for a long time and quickly impressed his coaches with his dance audition which resulted in him being able to jump straight into the varsity team., and after a while he was eventually able to build himself up to becoming the team captain too

Mikey only ending up in theatre after some poking and prodding from leo who encouraged him to join in knowing he’d end up liking it which he did

As for April, outside of theatre/yearbook she also works for the school's news reporting team as well as helping w morning announcements, practicing her journaling skills in hopes of one day joining an actual news station.

#rottmnt #save rottmnt #rottmnt leo #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt raph #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt april #rottmnt au #rottmnt theatre au #theatre

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lilacthebooklover · 10 months

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Incorrect quotes

Ted: Are you an ‘arr’ pirate, or a ‘yo ho ho’ pirate? Felix: I’m a ‘I’m not paying $600 for photoshop’ pirate.

Jerome: I was arrested for being too cool. Carla: The charges were dropped due to a lack of supporting evidence.

Monty: Ok, maybe playing ‘whose family is most dysfunctional’ wasn’t the best idea we’ve had. Penny's been crying in the bathroom for an hour. We can’t get her out...

Billy: Oh just so you know, it's very muggy outside Lily: Lily: Billy, I swear, if I step outside and all of our mugs are on the front lawn... Billy: *Sips coffee from bowl*

Alice, to Madison: My life is in the hands of an idiot! Madison, motioning to herself and Ron: No no no no no, TWO idiots!

Buggs: *Gets down on one knee* Nugget: Oh my god, it’s finally happening. Buggs: *Falls over* Nugget: The poison is kicking in.

Dr Danner: I’m gonna need a human skull and I can't have you ask any questions why. Janitor: Only if you also don't ask why Janitor: *Pulls out 7 pristine human skulls* Take your pick. Dr Danner: Janitor: Dr Danner: This one is fine

Jerome: Remember when you didn't try to solve all your problems with attempted murder? Buggs: Stop romanticizing the past.

Nugget: Nugget prevented a murder today. Kid: Really? How’d you do that? Nugget: Self control.

Principal: In your opinion, what’s the height of stupidity? Applegate: *turning to Cindy* How tall are you?

Penny: Carla, what do IDK, LY, and TTYL mean? Carla: I don’t know, love you, talk to you later Penny: Ok, I love you too, I’ll just ask Monty.

Ozzy: Not trying to brag or anything, but I can wake up without an alarm clock now simply due to my crippling and overwhelming anxiety, so...

Buggs: You seem familiar, have I threatened you before?

Cindy: If you can’t beat them, dress better than them

Margaret: I’m sick and tired of being called 'mortal'. You don’t know that. Neither do I. I have never died even ONCE. Nothing has been proven yet. Stop making assumptions. It’s rude.

Hall Monitor: I’d like to offer you moral support, but I have questionable morals.

Monty: English is a difficult language. It can be understood through tough thorough thought, though. Jerome: You need to stop.

Ozzy: This is such a bad idea. Madison: Then why are you coming along? Ozzy: One of us need to be able to talk the cops out of arresting us when this inevitably goes wrong.

Cindy: Looking left cause you don’t treat me right Buggs: Looking right because you left Jerome: Looking up cause you let me down Monty: Looking down cause you messed up Applegate: What is wrong with you

Ozzy: What’s something you guys are better than Felix at? Carla: Mario Kart. Madison: Yeah, video games. Ted: Emotional vulnerability :)

Carla: I think Felix was right. Ozzy: I'm surprised he hasn't marched in here to say 'I told you so.' Ted: He wouldn't do that! Felix: You're right, Teddy. For once in your life, you're 100% right. I would never say that. Felix: *turns around, the shirt he's wearing says 'Felix Told You So' on the back*

Male Principal: Some of you may die, but that’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make.

Kid: So what do you do? Monty: I work in genetic research, and I'm currently trying to eliminate all Cancers. Kid: Wow, impressive. Monty: Then I'll move on to Leos.

Lily: Can I be frank with you guys? Kid: Sure, but I don’t see how changing your name is gonna help. Nugget: Can Nugget still be Nugget? Billy: Shh, let Frank speak.

I found an incorrect quote generator and had a blast ahdkjfh

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glitterandgold-cos · 3 days

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General Valentina Headcannons (Saw X)

Currently planning the "Valentina lives and becomes an apprentice" AU I've been wanting to write so consider this a precursor to that! (I wasn't kidding when I said I had many headcannons about her so enjoy the ramblings of a mad man <3)

Her full name is Valentina Rosa Hernández

She was 32 years old during the events of Saw X.

This makes her younger than Cecilia & Mateo and older than Diego and Gabriella

Valentina’s birthday is on the 27th of July (thus making her star sign Leo)

Let’s those close to her call her Val for short.

Is still trying to put an exact label on her sexuality but knows for a fact she isn’t straight

Valentina struggles to fully trust and open up to people as she’s been hurt by many throughout her life; she often uses her feisty, sarcastic personality as a shield. Though if you manage to break through this prickly facade, you will find a loyal woman with a lot of love to give.

Valentina loves doing her makeup and is quite the talented makeup artist. It was almost like her pre-work relaxation ritual for the night, doing her makeup while blasting some of her favourite music.

Loves heavy metal and rock music! It was quite rare but when she was able to go to concerts, she’d be in the mosh pit.

As well as having her ears pierced, she’s also got her belly button pierced.

Has a younger half-sister named Carmen who is five years younger than her. Val loves her above all else and is fiercely protective of. Aside from this has no relationship with any of her immediate family.

Growing up it was just Valentina and her father; her mother wasn’t really in the picture. She was really close with her father. However, he passed away when she was 12.

She was then sent to live with her mother, step father and Carmen. Her mother and step-father were cold and neglectful towards her, it was always clear that they didn’t want her there.

As a result of this she grew into a trouble making teenager.

At first, she was distant from her little sister, envious of the love her mother and step father seemed to give her. However, as the pair grew older Valentina came to realise that the amount of pressure they put on her, even from a young age, was harmful within itself. They didn’t love her, they loved the idea of her and as soon as Carmen strayed from what they wanted she was punished. From that moment onwards Valentina vowed to love and protect her sister.

In fact, she started trying to change her trouble making ways so she could be a better older sister.

Valentina left home the age of 20 after a huge argument with her mother and step-father. The only person she stayed in contact with was Carmen (and she had to fight to stay in contact with her, their mother tried to prevent it but was unsuccessful).

Had little to her name when she left home and ended up couch surfing at friend’s places for a while.

Eventually saves up enough to rent a little place of her own, it was small and little bit rundown but it was hers. Carmen ended up moving in with Valentina after also having a falling out with their parents. Times could be tough but they were happy to have each other.

Valentina always wanted to provide a better life for her sister than what she was able to and this is why Cecilia was able to convince her to join the scam. She promised Valentina a life changing sum of money in exchange for pretending to be a nurse for a couple of days. Valentina had her doubts but at the end of the day, such a large sum of money to pretend to be a nurse for a short period of time??? She’d be a fool not too, after all this was for her sister. And she’d do anything for her sister.

#saw #saw x #saw x valentina #sawposting #saw franchise #saw movies #headcannons #I am so normal about her /j #It's funny that this originally started because I wanted to headcannon a full name and age for her #And then it just spiraled from there lmao #And yes her last name is the same as her actress's pls excuse my lack of creativity there LMAO (I overthink names far too much)#Also something that's silly is I gotta lowkey hype myself up to post any writing I do 'cause I'm worried I'll somehow get it all wrong loll #Which is RIDICULOUS I know haha #But I gotta show my girl the love she deserves #cause I am forever cursed to care about characters who have little to no cannon info about them #also not to be rambling in the tags but y'all can pry sapphic Valentina from my cold dead hands <3

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indigothemuse · 10 months

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Salt and Honey

Sapphic Summer Day One- Godly parent swap/First Kiss

Daughter of Poseidon! Piper (and son of Aphrodite! Percy, but that's not as relevant)

Piper wipes a hand across her brow. It’s hot, even if the humidity doesn’t affect her. Her shirt sticks to her skin, and she can tell she’ll need to wash her hair tonight. She may have lived in New York for almost 3 years, but she still misses California’s dry summer heat.

“Done already, Seaweed Brain?” Annabeth calls from across the arena.

“You wish, Wise Girl,” she yells back. Camp has been in session for only a week, but well. Being the only camper in your cabin has a few perks. Namely, being able to choose her own activities without worrying about annoying anyone.

The rest of the Athena cabin is here too, sparring amongst themselves. Turning her head, she spots Malcolm guiding one of the younger kids through the motions.

“Hey. Seriously. You good?” Annabeth settles her elbow on Piper’s shoulder, and she just barely stops herself from slamming her fist into the other’s stomach.

“Yeah. Just got distracted.”

“Liar.” It’s fond though, so Piper leans back into Annabeth. “Why don’t we grab some water? It’s not a good idea for a daughter of Poseidon to get dehydrated.”

“Whatever you say, Wise Girl.”

Annabeth rolls her eyes and tosses a water bottle to her. She catches the next one too, and opens it. The water pours down her body, and Piper exhales. The water gives her a burst of energy, almost like she’s downed a Monster or two. Annabeth snorts.

Piper sticks her tongue out and lunges forward in the same motion, Riptide flickering out to slice at Annabeth. She parries, dagger glinting bronze in the sun.

“Hm. Smart.”

“What? You think I can’t strategize?”

“Mm, it isn’t normally your style, is it?” Honey curls fall to the side, and Piper’s mouth dries. Annabeth uses her momentary distraction against her, and she ends up pinned to the ground. The dagger taps her throat. “Done.” She smells like vanilla and Piper can’t breathe.

Annabeth moves away, and pulls her up. “Huh. For someone so good on the battlefield, you really suck at sparring.” Piper flushes. She’s not wrong.

“Well. It’s different when you’re not just fighting for yourself.”

She opens her mouth to respond, something soft in those gray eyes. The conch blasts, and Annabeth wilts. “Oh. Lost track of time. Come on, there’s always room at your table.” Piper trips over her feet in her haste to follow, cursing under her breath as she almost falls.

“Can’t believe you’re just offering my table up.”

“What? It’s not like Chiron cares.”

Piper huffs. “It’s about the principle.”

“Ooh, now there’s a five dollar word,” she lilts, laughing.

“Shut up, Wise Girl.”

“Make me, Seaweed Brain.”

They both freeze. Heat crawls up her neck and Annabeth goes red. “Right, so. Lunch?”

“Yeah.” Annabeth nods quickly, decisively. They walk to the pavilion, and she practically falls into her usual seat at the Poseidon table. There’s already several plates, one for each of their friends. Annabeth snorts into her drink. “Should have figured they’d catch on eventually.”

She smiles and takes a bite of her sandwich. Camp food, literally, is magical. It tastes just like the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches her dad would make when she couldn’t sleep.

It’s weird having the cabin rules not be strictly enforced—ever since the Giant War, there’s really not a point.

The table isn’t quiet for long. Leo and Percy take their usual seats with a typical outburst of excitement, both of them gushing about what happened during arts and crafts. Jason sits next to her a little bit later, and smiles. He looks tired, dark circles only highlighted by his golden glasses.

They’d dated for a little while—both of them joke about their bout of comphet. She’d broken up with him after the Second Giant War, realizing she was lesbian. And also in love with Annabeth. He’s come out to her as aroace shortly after, and they’d agreed to try and stay friends.

She was grateful that it wasn’t awkward between them. He might be her ex, but Jason was honestly one of her best friends. Maybe not as close as Annabeth, but still.

“You okay? Didn’t see you at breakfast.”

Jason sighed. “Jupiter decided to send me an Iris Message at 5 am. And then lectured me about still being asleep.”

“At 5?”

Percy leaned over. “Take it from me, the gods aren’t always great with mortal time. Dad’s a little better about it, since they love the concept of beauty sleep, but still.”

“Yeah, about that. Do they really not care how often Aphrodite contacts you? Mom said Zeus and Hera threw a fit when she wanted to try and help out.” Annabeth rested her chin on her palm, stormy eyes intense.

Percy shrugs. Gods, his eyeliner is perfect. “Dad kind of does whatever they want? I think it’s just because they aren’t ‘interfering with humanity’ so it doesn’t count. I really don’t know though.”

“Not any weirder than last year,” Leo says, eyes crinkling. Piper reaches across Jason to fistbump him, grinning.

“Could anything be weirder than last year? Giants, cross-continental switches, memory loss, storm spirits, and I’m probably forgetting something.”

“Don’t tempt the Fates. Seriously. I don’t want anything to be weirder than last year.” Annabeth shivers.

Piper glances around, but it’s Jason who pushes the conversation away. “Have any of you tried the new lava wall challenge?”

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Annabeth meets with Piper after the campfire, slipping off to the beach. As older campers, they had a later curfew than the kids. Plus, it wasn’t like they couldn’t take care of themselves.

Piper is sitting on the sand, facing the water. She sits next to her, stretching her legs. She’s pleasantly sore from the lava wall and helping with her cabin’s pegasus lessons.

They lean into each other, and Piper’s head hits her shoulder. Annabeth slides an arm around her, and rests her cheek on Piper’s head. Even after everything, this is her best friend.

Children of Athena and children of Poseidon are supposed to hate each other. To carry on their parents' rivalry, to prove that one god is better. Athena is controlled and precise. Poseidon is rash and destructive.

They are not their parents.

They turn almost at the same time, and their lips press together. Annabeth exhales softly. Her lips are chapped and she smells like salt water.

Piper pulls back after a moment, sea green eyes wide. “This is…this is serious, right?”

“Yeah. I’m serious.”

They kiss again, and again. Piper ends up in her lap, hands holding her face in place. She’s ethereal in the moonlight, a sea breeze gently moving her hair. Annabeth kisses her again, and smiles.

@sapphic-summer-riordanverse-2023

#sapphic summer riordanverse 2023 #pipabeth #annabeth chase #piper mclean #daughter of poseidon piper #indi writes

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thewitchwannabe · 1 year

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HAPPY MUTATION DAY

NEW DESTINY SINOPSIS

Leona walked into the kitchen, the smell of pancakes filling up her nostrils. “Mornin’ sis!” Mikey said, flipping a pancake with the pan. ‘Show off’ she thought affectionately, a smile grew on her lips. “Ohayo Mikey, happy mutation day”, she said. “Happy mutation day!” The orange turtle answered. Leo walked over to the kettle to start preparing her and Master Splinter’s teas, as well as Donny’s coffee. Mikey continued to work on the pancakes, garnishing the stack with some strawberries. He was going all out for their birthdays but at this rate Leo feared they were going to need April to make a second grocery run this week. A little later Donny walked in, eye bags under his eyes as usual, carrying his coffee mug, making a beeline to the coffee pot. “Happy mutation day, Don!” Mikey said, finishing up Leo’s plate with a number 15 and handing it to her. Donny simply sat down with his now full mug, taking a big sip, his eyes finally seemed to focus on his siblings “happy mutation day”, they said calmly. Mikey handed Donny his plate, a stack of buttered pancakes with a number 14 on it, the purple turtle started eating with delight. Leo shook her head at the sight of her brother, “when exactly did you go to sleep last night?” She asked. Donny looked up a slightly offended look on his face “I’ll have you know Leona, that i went to bed at a reasonable 10:30 pm, my brain just didn’t shut up until 4 in the morning”.

The two of them continued to eat while Mikey prepared the rest of the pancake batter. He turned around once he had his, Raph’s and Master Splinter’s plates ready. “Alright I’ll go wake up the little rascal, Leo you can take dad’s plate to his room” he said. Leona nodded and stood up from her seat and started serving Master Splinter’s tea and placed it with his plate on a tray. “That won’t be necessary my children” Splinter’s tired voice said. He entered the kitchen with a sleepy Raph next to him. A soft “ohayo” left the youngest turtle’s lips as he walked over to his seat. Leo quickly walked over to the old rat, “Tōsan! What are you doing here?” She asked worry clear in her tone. Master Splinter, smiled at his daughter, “It’s you kid’s birthday, I couldn’t spend it in my room again” he said, it was true, he had barely congratulated them last year since his health wasn’t as stable as it was now. “Don’t worry Leona, I’m feeling quite well today”. Leo watched her dad walk over to the table. Raph already devouring his breakfast, the 12 sign left to the side like Mikey’s own 13. A smile made its way to Leo’s lips, as she walked over to her seat to finish up her breakfast.

The little family ate and chatted, a stark difference to last year’s celebration. When Master Splinter was still recovering from their showdown with the Shredder. Donny working non-stop to find a way to bring his health to a safe zone of sorts. Leo patrolling the city looking for any sign of the foot. And Mikey making sure Raph didn’t try to follow their sister. It had been a hard while, but they finally reached a sense of normalcy, things aren’t as dire as they were. The foot has been MIA for a while, and Leo’s biggest concern was her brother’s training and getting groceries and supplies whenever April was too busy or couldn’t find an excuse to buy a family’s worth of food. April was the latest addition to their little clan. Their paths had crossed here and there as she was often caught in the crossfire of their battles with the foot. She’s always been quite the magnet for trouble according to her. But that also meant that she caught sight of Leo rushing to Splinter’s aid the night of their showdown with the Shredder and decided to follow her. April helped her get her father out of the collapsed building they were trapped in after the blast Leo caused when she stopped the draining jutsu. She even stayed with Splinter while Leo went to rescue her brother’s from the foot’s headquarters. She simply stuck around after that night, and Leona couldn’t be happier about that. Sure she had this weird friendship with Karai, but having a friend who never tries to harm her or her family was pretty nice.

Leo was brought back to the conversation, when Raph spoke “nēchan, are you making us train today?”. Leo looked at Raph and raised an eyebrow “mmmmm” she said placing a finger to her chin, “i don’t know, should i give you a day off?” All three of her brothers immediately said yes, making Master Splinter chuckled as he sipped his tea. She faked offense at their response “come on, training is fun” she defended crossing her arms. “It is, it is!” Mikey said, “but come one sis, it's our birthday, we should take it easy!”. Donny and Raph nodded their heads in agreement. Leo rolled her eyes “fine, you can skip training, but remember April is coming in the afternoon” she said heading to the dojo by herself. The cheers of her brothers behind her. “In that case, how about a private lesson, Leona?” Master Splinter said, getting up from his seat with the help of his cane. “Only if you feel up for it, tōsan” Leo said as Splinter reached her at the door. Splinter laughs a little at the overprotective-ness of his daughter and lets her lead the way to the dojo.

Leona practiced the kata Master Splinter had explained, as he watched and gave pointers sitting on the floor a little to the side. Leo made sure to follow all the indications her sensei gave her. She was determined to perfect the move as it would be her job to teach her brothers. This was the system that they had reached, as training and keeping up with 4 students was too taxing for the rat. So Leo took over her brother’s training, being able to spar with them and teach them what she knew as the oldest. And after that Splinter would give her private lessons to her. After a while Leo was making the move with an almost perfect precision, so Splinter declared the lesson over, and called Leo over to sit with him. “You know Leona, while we were all eating breakfast I realized something” he said. Leo turned to look at her father “what did you realize tōsan?”. Splinter looked up at a picture hanging on the wall, the five of them many years before, Master Splinter had just given them their masks, they were all smiling. “I realized how lucky we are” he started “yes we have gone through tough battles, battles that have left us some lasting scars, but we have managed to overcome them all”. Leona thought about it, they’ve grown up hidden away, scavenging for food and supplies, only having each other, but they were happy and loved. “We’ve gone through so much, and yet here we are, the five of us being able to laugh and celebrate another year of our family forming” Splinter turned to look at Leo, “and I have to thank you for it, Leona”. Leo’s eyes grew wide, “me?” Splinter nodded his head, “yes, you made sure we were all taken care of after our last encounter with the Shredder. You provided for your brothers, you cared for them, and continued to train them, when I was too weak to do so. You’ve grown into such a strong young woman, and couldn’t be prouder of you” Leona looked at her father with wide eyes feeling them start to water a little. “I’m so incredibly lucky to have you as my daughter, Leona,” Splinter said, wiping away Leo’s tears with a gentle smile on his face before pulling her into a hug. Leo quickly returned the embrace. The two of them hugged for a while, and Leo let herself be comforted like she comforts her brothers.

Soon enough the afternoon rolled around, the family rested in the living room waiting for April to arrive. Mikey and Raph playing ‘InkSquids’, while Donny scrolled aimlessly on his phone. Leo watched her brother's gameplay, making sure their game fights didn’t escalate. Splinter sat in his chair, with a hot cup of tea, content to have his children with him. Suddenly the sound of footsteps filled the sewer tunnel leading to their home. The five of them turned their heads immediately at the sound, their senses always acutely aware of their surroundings. They quickly relaxed as their human friend appeared through the door. April walked in apologizing for her tardiness. “Jones was helping me with our calculus homework,” she said. She placed her large bag on the kotatsu table in the center of the living room. “Don’t worry April, we're just glad to have you here” Leo said as she walked over to hug her friend. “Well I’m here, and I come bearing gifts”. If Raph and Mikey had ears, they would have perked up, as they clearly got excited at the mention of gifts.

They all gathered around the table, as April opened her bag. “They’re not much, just a few things from me and Master Splinter”, the human said. The four turtles turned to look at their father, with surprise in their faces. “I asked Miss O’Neil to help me get each of you a small present”, Splinter said as he sat besides April ready to hand the gifts. Raph went first, Master Splinter handed him a small set of art supplies. Next was Mikey, who received a figurine of his favorite superhero ‘Arachnid-Man’. Then was Donny, April handed him two very unique looking mugs, one of them the size of a small bowl to add to his collection. And finally for Leona, Master Splinter handed her a small box tied closed with a ribbon. Leo opened her gift inside a small necklace with a blue butterfly for a pendant. “It's beautiful” she said “thank you tōsan, April”. The younger turtles thanked the father and friend once more, all happy with their gifts.

Mikey quickly ran to the kitchen and came back with the cake he and Raph prepared. Donny helped serve a slice of everyone as April helped Leo put on her gift. “I hope it wasn’t much trouble getting them, April,” Leo said. The human girl sat besides her friends as she was handed a piece of cake. “Not at all, Master Splinter already had a pretty good idea of what he wanted to get you guys, I just had to go get it”. Leo looked around at her family, Mikey was in the middle of explaining the story behind his figurine to Master Splinter who simply smiled and nodded along, most likely not being able to follow Mikey’s convoluted explanation. Donny took Mikey’s plays in front of the tv, to play ‘MarcoKart’ with Raph. Leona’s face softened, her family was all together, safe, and happy, and she had a realization of her own. She realized that she’ll always fight to preserve this. To have these moments with her family, and protect them.

“I want the next turn after whoever loses,” Leo says with a smile.

#tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt new destiny #new destiny au #tmnt leona

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grailfinders · 8 months

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Grailfinders #320: Leonardo da Vinci (Ruler)

today on Grailfinders we’re making half the reason we spent the last week staring at columbus, Leonardo da Vinci (Ruler)! she is a Battle Smith Artificer to call her dino minions into battle, and that’s it! being able to build whatever you need makes the class super flexible.

check out her build breakdown below the cut, or her character sheet over here!

next up: when a bird hits your eye and it usurps your mind, that's a Mara!

Ancestry & Background

Leo I is still dead, so that means you’re still a Reborn, giving you +2 Constitution and +1 Intelligence, as well as proficiency in two skills of your choice (like Acrobatics and History), and a Deathless Nature that means you don’t need to eat, sleep, or breathe, and you have advantage on saves against being poisoned and dead, plus resistance to poison damage. you can even choose your size! I’d go small, because riding a robot triceratops into battle is fucking amazing, but it’s really up to you. finally, your Knowledge from a Past Life gives you the chance to add a d6 to a skill check proficiency times per day. you were so smart, you can think even after you’re dead!

you’re also still an Izzet Engineer, giving you proficiency in Arcana and Investigation. you also get an extended spell list, though most of them aren’t particularly useful for the build. check them out in the character sheet if you want to.

Ability Scores

as you’d probably expect, your Intelligence is your highest stat. after that, we’re bucking tradition and making Dexterity your second highest. you might not have your roller blades on any more, but you’re still a crack shot. third is your Wisdom. you’re one of history’s greatest geniuses, but you’re also a kid. for some reason. anyway, you get distracted more easily than big Leo. Constitution is still going to be positive though, rulers can take a beating. that means your Charisma is just okay. you’re personable enough, but you’re too busy taking care of Steggy to socialize that much. thankfully he has a nat 20 in charisma. that means we’re dumping Strength. you’re both a nerd and child, two of the most famously weak demographics known to mankind.

(I mean you’re also a servant so you can probably still snap a regular guy’s spine in half, but this has always been comparative.)

Class Levels

1. starting off as an Artificer, you get proficiency in Constitution and Intelligence saves, as well as in Perception and Nature. you need to be able to spout of dino facts at the drop of a hat, after all.

you also learn Magical Tinkering, so you can put tiny magical effects in tiny nonmagical objects for free, and your Spellcasting does use spell slots that recharge on long rests, but it does a lot more to boot. you can cast them with Intelligence btw.

I’m pretty sure the gang started a fire in the underwater cave that one time, and since Anastasia wasn’t there to light that, I guess we’ll have to give Create Bonfire to you too for your first cantrip. also pick up Acid Splash for your very first dino bullet. see, it’s green, just like the archeopteryx.

you can also prepare first level spells each day. technically you can rotate through your entire list as you please, but I’ll bring up the ones that are in-character. Chaos Bolt from the Izzet list is the closest we can get to your Noble Phantasm, dealing 2d8+1d6 damage, and the damage type is based on your d8 rolls. the reason a level 1 spell can work as your finishing move is because if both numbers are the same, you can blast another creature nearby, for theoretically infinite damage. that’s technically the most damage any character we’ve built can do!

more seriously, Feather Fall will help out your whole team when you’re climbing a vertical cliff face, Identify helps you know things because you’re smart, and Sanctuary will help you protect Steggy. with this on, anyone who directly attacks him in the next minute has to make a wisdom save or be forced to attack someone else. this ends early if he attacks somebody, but I doubt that’ll be a problem. this is mostly to keep him away from columbuses. columbii?

2. at level two you learn the main draw of artificers, the ability to Infuse Items. you can learn a total of four blueprints to start with, but you can only have half of them as actual items at any time. again, swap out as you deem necessary.

the Armor of Magical Strength is your big robo arms with six charges that recharge at dawn. you can spend a charge to either add your intelligence to a strength check or save, or to avoid being knocked prone. you can also make your crossbow more accurate by making it an Enhanced Weapon, adding +1 to all its attack and damage rolls. the Rope of Climbing isn’t the fastest way up, but it works; and the Bag of Holding is just plain useful.

3. at third level you become a Battle Smith, giving you your very first Steel Defender, a medium-sized robot you can command as a bonus action. it’s just the triceratops right now, but we’ll get more when our infusions allow. in the meantime, you’re also Battle Ready, giving you proficiency with martial weapons as well as the ability to use Intelligence instead of other stats when attacking with a magical weapon. with this, your enhanced flare gun becomes even deadlier!

you can also make The Right Tool for the Job over a short rest, creating any kind of artisan’s tools you need. you also get an extended spell list from your subclass, so you’ll always have Heroism and Shield ready to go.

4. we’re using your first ASI to pick up a feat, and it’s a pretty weird one at that- from the plane of Kaladesh, Servo Crafting gives you the find familiar spell as a ritual, creating a servo instead of an animal. it acts mostly like a normal familiar, but you can communicate telepathically with it and see through its senses while on the same plane. you can even use your servo as a living walkie talkie and speak through it. it can also attack as part of your action, but it deals a whopping 1 damage at a time, so uh. no. this one’s a lot more fragile, so it’ll be the archeopteryx later.

5. fifth level artificers get an extra attack if they’re a battle smith, but we’re not picking up the crossbow expert feat- you’re using a flare gun, after all. however, you do get second level spells too, so there’s a lot more there to work with.

if you want to turn your crossbow into an actual flare gun, your battlesmith spell Branding Smite has your back, dealing extra damage on hit and lighting them up for up to a minute. it’s pretty hard to hide when you have a flare sticking out of you. (warding bond is also nice, but you haven’t jumped in the way of any bullets yet.)

for your normal spells, check out Air Bubble to help the party find treasure at the bottom of the sea, See Invisibility to find extra-hidden traps, and Spider Climb to give the servants an easier way up the mountain. this level’s real big on support, huh?

6. Tool Expertise is nice, but doubled tool proficiency bonuses don’t mean jack compared to your next round of infusions. a Spell-Refueling Ring is nice, an extra spell slot never hurt, but the big-name item this level is the Cloak of the Manta Ray. while a creature is wearing this, it gains a swim speed and water breathing. now we can turn that triceratops into a futabasaurus! you can also give it to master if you want, but now you have all three dinosaurs available to you. we’re still working on some flight for the archeopteryx, but that one’ll take a while. in the meantime, have fun in the ocean while you can.

7. at level seven your Flashes of Genius kick in, so any time you or a nearby friend make a check or save you can backseat game and give them advice, adding your intelligence modifier to their roll Intelligence Modifier times a day.

8. use this ASI to pick up the Keen Mind feat for +1 to Intelligence but also to give you a bunch of useful smarts for your treasure hunting trip. you now have a perfect sense of direction and memory, and you can also keep track of the passage of time. mechanically this one’s kind of a dead level, but you can really mess with the DM with that memory trick.

9. ninth level battle smiths have an Arcane Jolt you can use Intelligence Modifier times a day. whenever you hit someone with a magic weapon or your dinosaur, you can jolt, either dealing an extra 2d6 damage or healing a nearby creature.

you also learn third level spells this time, including the freebies Aura of Vitality and Conjure Barrage from Battle Smith, plus Call Lightning from your background. for the spells you choose, Create Food and Water can help Gof out with dinner, and Intellect Fortress will make you even more protected because you’re just so dang smart.

10. at level ten you get another cantrip, Frostbite the blue bullet. you’re also a Magic Item Adept now, so you have another attunement slot, and crafting weaker magic items are faster & cheaper. you also get two more infusions- the Slippers of Spider Climbing can be master’s climbing gear, and the Boots of Striding and Springing will give your servo the boost it needs to fly short distances. by that I mean it can jump three times longer. unfortunately, its strength score is so atrocious that barely helps. its high jump height is a whopping 0 inches off the ground. look, flight was a new thing at the time, long jumping was the peak of performance.

11. eleventh level artificers can make Spell-Storing Items, putting a 1st or 2nd level spell into a weapon or focus. the spell can be cast by any creature, but it uses your intelligence to cast. you can only have one of these at a time, but they last indefinitely, and can be used Intelligence modifier times before wearing off.

12. speaking of, use this ASI to round up your Intelligence and Wisdom. now you have better everything. literally everything.

13. level thirteen doesn’t have any new features, but it does have fourth level spells! you get Aura of Purity and Fire Shield for free, as well as Conjure Minor Elementals and Divination from your background. that last one should be really helpful for treasure hunting, just ask the DM directly where it is!

the only fourth level spell I really need here is Summon Construct- the rest you can pick from at your leisure. now with your manta cloak on your steel defender and the spring boots on your servo, you can finally have all three robot dinosaurs up and ready at the same time! this construct doesn’t use your actions to take commands either, so all four of you can move pretty freely!

14. at level fourteen you become a Magic Item Savant, giving you yet another attunement slot, plus you don’t need to be a certain race or class to use any magic items.

furthermore, you get your red dino bullet Fire Bolt this level, as well as two more infusions. your Arcane Propulsion Armor is your regular rider gear, but since it’s just a change of clothes it makes sense to have it as an option. with this, your speed increases by five feet, and you have magical gauntlet weapons that deal force damage and can extend to twenty feet without disadvantage. while you’re treasure hunting, the Gem of Seeing will help you scan for clues. it comes with three charges that come back daily, and you can spend a charge for ten minutes of truesight as seen through the gem.

15. at level fifteen you gain one last goody from your subclass. now your Improved Defender has a stronger Arcane Jolt, as well as a boost to its AC, and it hurts those whose attacks it deflects. almost like it has big horns attached to a shield or something.

16. use this ASI to max out your Intelligence. you use that for literally everything, it should be as high as possible.

17 at level seventeen you finally get fifth level spells. your freebies are Banishing Smite and Mass Cure Wounds, but you can also Conjure Elemental as an engineer. our spells of choice this level are Skill Empowerment to be even smarter than anything thought possible, and Animate Objects to get a properly flying archeopteryx. you could also make a bunch of toy dinos come to life if you want, really go wild with it, you’re level 17 you deserve it.

18. we’re not done yet though! at level eighteen you become a Magic Item Master, giving you one last attunement slot as well as two more infusion options. the Ring of Protection and Amulet of Health both make you a little more ruler-y, with the former giving you a +1 bonus to your AC and all saves, while the latter gives you a ton of health by setting your constitution score to 19. that’s a full 36 HP difference, plus your concentration saves get a lot stronger.

19. with our last ASI, lets pump up those defenses even more with the Gift of the Metallic Dragon (though I guess it’s really more an amber-y dragon? anyway). with this, you learn Cure Wounds and can cast it for free once a day, but you can also spread some Protective Wings to protect yourself or a nearby ally, adding a +6 to their AC for one attack. you can do that 6 times a day.

20. the final level of artificer is so strong it’s almost impossible to multiclass out of, because why would you ever risk missing the Soul of Artifice? with this, you get a +1 bonus to all your saves per attuned magic item, and you can destroy an infusion instead of dropping to 0 HP each time it would happen. so that’s a +6 to all saves, plus six get out of fainting free cards per day, definitely a ruler-tier ability.

Pros & Cons

Pros:

like all artificers, you’re supremely flexible, with tons of options to swap in and out as the adventure calls for them. as long as you think ahead, you can be prepared for whatever the islands throw your way! also, you have plenty of damage types to keep yourself useful against resistant creatures, and you can fit into multiple party roles thanks to being able to heal or buff your allies.

that being said, one of your biggest virtues is your defense, especially when it comes to saving throws. your lowest save is a +5 roll, and you can add 5 to any of them pretty freely if you wish. you also have a pretty solid AC if you’re wearing medium armor and any of the armor-boosting infusions you’ve picked up, especially when you add in your dino defense. on top of that, as a reborn you can defend against one of the more common status debuffs easily, and you have advantage on death saves, so even after you finally fall, there’s a good chance you won’t stay down.

with all the infusions we’ve had to pick up for both your dinobots and treasure hunts, you have tons of mobility options available for the whole party, making all kinds of inhospitable terrain a cakewalk to traverse. from the deepest oceans to the highest mountains, no treasure can escape you for long!

Cons:

that being said, we spent a lot of your infusions on mobility instead of other options, so you’re not helping your party much with damage, at least beyond what you’re already doing with your flare gun and spells. plus, I doubt they’ll be happy you’re spending your infusions making your robots (which you can summon and just put them where you want) more mobile.

that’s especially true since your robots are fragile compared to the fleshier party members, with even your toughest only have a touch more than 100 HP at level 20. this is especially painful for your summoned construct, as they have barely enough health to last more than a round, even if you spend a fifth level spell slot to make them.

uh… your Charisma isn’t great? idk, even when you fritter away a ton of artificer stuff on nonsense it’s still a really strong class. there’s not a lot of weaknesses to point out here.

#fgo #fate grand order #D&D 5e #DND #Leonardo da Vinci #Artificer

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sillyandquest · 6 months

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I'm just sitting and wondering whose Casey Junior's sensei for the Mutant Mashup Au (created by me and @possumsarenice).

Tbh Future DaVinci would be the obvious choice, being the oldest and having really good ninja skills makes him good mentor material. In 2012 canon Leo is shown being good with kids all things considered so that would extend to DaVinci. Omg I just remembered Chloe. What if he trained the two and they grew up as siblings?

It'll be way more heart wrenching once Junior has to leave them behind and jump through the time portal. Chloe most likely died minuets before he did too, Junior probably didn't even realize and most likely never will. (Sorry Junior, but the turtle curse decrees that I must bestow the trauma)

Moving on before I ramble about that idea. Future Blue is obviously also a sensei, though in this au he'd probably teach Casey Junior how to be evasive compared to DaVinci, who'd focus more on attacks and techniques. Blue and DaVinci probably taught him together and thus, would both be called sensei. To avoid confusion, I think Junior would call DaVinci, Master, and Blue, Sensei.

We didn't get much info on future Splinter in the Rise movie so he most likely passed away. However, in the Au, both Yoshi and Lou would've been alive long enough to have met Casey Junior as a baby. They both died before Junior could remember them properly, but the turtles, O'Neil's, and Casey made sure to tell him stories about them. Junior calls them Grand Master's Yoshi and Lou.

Of course there's another way of looking at things. Maybe DaVinci died before ever even meeting Junior and is either called Master or Uncle as a sign of respect.

Future Sanzio's also a sensei candidate, like it or not he's a softie for little ones, and would totally want to teach and take care of Casey Junior. (Honestly though, Zio and Future Red act as Junior's dad's more than sensei's). I think Sanzio also wants to protect Junior because Casey was his best friend, right next to Cassandra, so the attachment was unreal.

Speaking of Future Casey, I wanna say he died midway through the invasion and spent a good portion of time being the world's best uncle. He'd definitely encourage Junior to commit as much chaos as possible. He was the one to take care of Junior most often because Junior was all he had left of Cass after she died. Even if the kid wasn't actually her's, Cass saved him for a reason and Casey'll be damned if he didn't make sure Junior lived through the apocalypse like she wanted. Casey probably died sacrificing himself to save a bunch of people, maybe alongside DaVinci.

Future Niccolo and Purple are terrifying, especially when making weapons. They always made weapons. It was a necessity honestly, but those two had a blast making things that blew up, consider it a coping mechanism for both of them. That never stopped, even after Nico transferred his soul into a robot he designed. (The fact that 2012 Donnie became a robot as an adult is canon has me very concerned. Especially since Red did the same in this Au).

As a (rather painful) note: Nico always knew he would become a robot in the end. Even if he was the second to last Hamato standing, Nico would've done everything in his power to stay alive. This is because he knows he needs his family and couldn't bear leaving them even if it meant he could live on and watch over them as a spirit alongside his father.

Of course, Future Simoni is up there reigning as best uncle, not the favorite because that honor goes to Casey. He did a lot of crazy stuff and gave the Kraang the most grief in fights. Simon wasn't the most powerful but he was the most slippery and pissed off the Kraang the most. The Kraang hated that Simon fought like it was nothing and took that as an insult to their power.

#rottmnt #tmnt 2012 #mutant mashup au #rottmnt movie #tmnt #i added a very tiny last ronin reference #very tiny

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roy4lmirova · 7 months

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fun facts!

Ray asked me to post this to keep you guys updated about the project 😊

-berry is the first berry alive out of all berries! It’s very unusual to have a walking strawberry in the hamato kingdom and there were no recordings and writings in books and scripts of a walking berry!

-big sis paper wasn’t fond of flower when he was introduced to the family. She never liked him until her 17th birthday. Flower gave her four petalled purple flower as a gift. The one on her hair.

-den, space, and pencil would cause mischief in the local town market by pulling pranks and such.

-sprout likes to hide in dirt and climb up trees and the knights would have trouble finding them.

-space can camouflage with their surroundings like an octopus

-jacky likes to play tic tac toe most of the time and is a master at it [sprout went against them and lost]

-kid likes to play dress up with uncle leo [its always a blast with uncle leo!]

-miro and flower HATE each other and would get into the most violent and brutal fights with each other. Flower broke miros leg and back once because miro broke den’s project that has been in process for 2 weeks.

-on snow day, the siblings would sometimes stay in the library that has a big fireplace [it gets really cold]

-berrys favorite place to visit is mushroom town.

-the hamato kingdom has one of the biggest libraries.

-den and paper like to visit the crystal beach and make jewelries out of the crystals and gems they collected as gifts for their relatives.

-kid and jacky like to dress up as each other and confuse the maids and knights. [the maids and knights would pretend to be confused].

-flowers hobby I to cook and loves to help around n the kitchen. He would make snacks for him and his siblings.

-den is good at math while paper is good at science.

-flower and kid have tried knitting but flower was never the type to knit.

-wannabe and bunny has the tendency to stay up late and would ask paper to read or sing to them to help them sleep.

[@afruitybunny @waytoobsessed @skylardoesthings @ask-strawberry-anon @dib-thing-wannabe @normalsproutanon @lifeofamanhwareader @chillisreal @genderlessjacky @drdelicatetouchreturns + ray told me not to @ kids user since they dont want them to bother them.]

#miro #royal au #flowerboy royal au #i hope you guys dont mind being @'d. ray asked me to

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fandomhopping · 1 year

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Ok rant time!

so I recently rewatched tmnt 2003 season 6 episode 25 “the day of awakening” and I just see SO many ways this could have gone wrong, for instance:

The turtle could have been turned into kanabos had Cody been literally 1 minute later

the earth could’ve had no sunlight forever

raph could’ve been killed when he made a snide remark to Shokanabo after he was thrown against a wall

Mikey, Leo, and Splinter could’ve not been able to fight off the infection and gotten morphed again

said turtles and rat could’ve been turned on the others

Viral could’ve noticed Donnie opening the blast shield, moved over there, and hacked HIM via touch

these are all the things I can think of off the top of my head that could’ve gone wrong, just while in battle, there are so many things that could’ve gone wrong there before hand too!

and don’t even get me STARTED on the trauma! Imagine this:

After finally recovering from the fact that his body was used for evil against his will because he ate a hotdog! Mikey finally is feeling confident in himself again, then this mission occurs… it doesn’t help that he’s already getting flashbacks and dysphoria the second the enter the moon base, but facing a hideous looking shokanabo with hundreds of people who are victims just like Mikey was, REALLY doesn’t help.

and of course afterwards he has to deal with the fact that once again shokanabo had rotted his slimy tentacles in Mikey’s mind and caused him nightmares AGAIN!

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now imagine he wakes up with a small scream in the middle of the night and quickly shuts himself up. He doesn’t want to wake his brothers! His brothers shouldn’t have to worry about him! So Mikey muffles a sob into his hands and cries until he hear the door slide open quietly but doesn’t dare look at who’s there.

It’s his brothers, they heard the scream (much to Mikey’s dismay and relief) and they comfort him just like when they were kids!

Donnie's rubbing the youngest’s shell soothingly, Raph is tapping his leg to make sure Mikey knows he’s there… Leo is holding him and whispering assurances that everyone is okay, and shokanabo is no more… and eventually Mikey falls asleep with all his brothers beside him. Not entirely healed, but definitely grateful his brothers were there for him when Mikey needed them most.

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Thank you for coming to my turtle talk.

#Dude I made myself cry with this #lmao what is my life #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2003 leo #tmnt 2003 mikey #tmnt 2003 raph #tmnt 2003 donatello #tmnt 2003 donnie #tmnt 2003 splinter #tmnt 2003 bishop #Tmnt 2003 cody #Tmnt 2003 Mikey angst #mikey angst #turtle talks #shokanabo can burn in hell #God these turts have so much trauma

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angelmichelangelo · 8 months

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idk i'm really in the mood for some mikey fics this week, so i have a few prompts! No pressure if none peak your interest. (i'd prefer 2k3, 2012 or IDW if that's okay!) 1. A follow up to chapter 2 going deeper into mikey's healing hands. How far does it work? Are there consequences? 2. Bodyswap with mikey and a character of your choice! 3. I'm SUCH a sucker for time loops. Maybe mikey's stuck until he prevents/resolves a canon event, maybe it's something you come up with, i don't mind! :)

saving all these prompts for a rainy day but here’s one that really stuck out to me! hope you enjoy!

It’s only been an hour — sixty measly minutes and Donatello is sure that his head is on fire, starting somewhere at the back of his skull like glowing embers, spreading to the space between his eyes like a wildfire, he has to quickly remind himself as he pinches his eyes shut that this isn’t his head. This isn’t his migraine creeping up on him.

“Ugh,” he scoffs, pushing himself away from his desk blindly, his office chair skates across the length of the train cab with a small squeak. “Raphie. This sucks.”

When Donnie finally pries his eyes open to glance up at the turtle that’s standing before him he has some mental gymnastics to perform until he’s remembering which brother it is that’s actually here with him right now.

Because staring back down at him with a somewhat familiar scowl is his own face. But that’s not him. That’s Raph.

“Yeah well. This gut ache ain’t nothing to sing about either.” He says, rubbing a hand delicately across his abdomen. “Seriously, Don. Your immune system made of paper or what? I feel like I got the stomach flu, bird flu, turtle flu, rat flu all rolled into one.”

Donnie hums. Too much noise making his head rattle.

But he needs to find a cure. Whatever Bishop had blasted them with had sent each of them flying across the abandoned warehouse and once they’d pulled themselves up off the floor, they weren’t themselves anymore. And Bishop was nowhere to be found to fix it.”

“It’s just hard to work when it feels like my head is about to explode,” he whines, palming at his temples with the heel of his hand. “I get headaches from too much screen time but… yeesh, Raph. One too many knocks on the head for you I think.”

It’s then that Leo appears at the open doorway, all pouty and slumped over, it doesn’t take long for Don to remember that it’s not actually Leo occupying that body, but instead their youngest sibling.

Mike rolls out their shoulder with a hiss. They look towards Raph-Donnie momentarily forgetting himself when they ask,

“Got the good stuff?” Their face pulls into a frown. “My shoulder is killing me.”

Raph scoffs. “Wrong turtle, kid. Doctor Don is over there.”

Mikey huffs out a surprised laugh, like the situation was still catching them off guard, they round themselves around to the real Donnie, still rolling their shoulder in place.

“Here,” Donnie says as he rifles around in the bottom drawer of his desk for a collection of loose pills. His head swims and his vision whites out for a moment before he straightens himself out. Both Raph and Mike blink at him curiously.

“That bad?” Raph says in a low voice.

Donnie nods, carefully.

“Where’s Leo?” Raph then asks.

Mikey dry swallows the pills. “Laying down,” they respond once they’re gone, voice tight. “His—my knees are acting up again. Told him to lay down but prop them up with a pillow like you told me.” They roll their neck out to relieve some of their own pain.

“Man,” they hiss. “Are we pathetic or what?”

Raph shivers. He’s gone a shade of green paler and Donnie winces at how sickly he looks.

“I feel it,” he says gruffly. He’s pitching himself forward a little and Donnie knows the feeling all too well. “Feels like I’m about to puke my guts up.”

Mikey makes a disgruntled noise, beak wrinkling.

“Well don’t do it in my lab,” he chastises him lightly. “Go lie down yourself. And drink some water. It’ll make the nausea pass, don’t worry.”

Raph goes to leave immediately but then hesitates. The shadows of a smile pass over his face.

“Heh. Look at us. Actually looking after ourselves for once only because we’ve swapped bodies.”

Mikey snorts. “It’s kinda nice to play doctor on yourself,” he says. Then, his face darkens. “Though I hope you’re onto a cure, Donboy. I hate being in a guy body as much as I hate having Leo’s stabby shoulder. My shell hurts like, well, shell.”

Donnie reaches over and gives his sibling a sympathetic pat on the arm. “I’m working on it, Mike,” he tells him. “Trust me. Raph’s chronic headaches are making me miss my own sticky tummy.” He pulls a face. “This shouldn’t take too long.”

Raph whines. “Well wake me up when it’s over,” he says. He really looks like he’s about to blow chunks now and Donnie hopes that he’s able to make it to the bathroom instead. “Don. There’s pills in the back of the meds unit in the kitchen for that migraine. Take three cos two don’t touch it. Eat something as well. Chips usually do the trick.”

Mikey’s eyes light up at that. “Chips? I could go for chips. I dunno when Leo last ate but I’m starved.”

Raph makes a face. “You’re always starved, idiot.”

And four hours later (with the help of Leatherhead of course) they’re all back in their actual bodies. Donnie’s head is clear of any crushing headache and there’s the familiar burn and bubble of his bad stomach flaring up inside him that makes him realize that he’d actually rather have no chronic pain at all.

Still. Next time they have their own flare ups, they’re all a little more cautious to take care of themselves better. So not a totally bad thing after all.

#thanks again anon sorry this took a while to get around to #ask #anon #fic prompt #tmnt 2003 #tmnt fanfiction #tmnt fanfic #tmnt fic #tmnt body swap #tmnt

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Chapter 8: How to Light a Firecracker

The Twin

Donnie was finally free to get started on the new swords for Leo, and he let Leo know this by blasting this message over the intercom of the lair for everyone and their dog to hear:

“Donnie to dum-dum your presence is requested in the lab, over.”

“Dum-dum to Donnie, this turtle has FEELINGS!” Leo shouted back from the kitchen table where he was trying desperately to decipher his own Biology notes. Some kid named Gavin in his class seemed to have actually taken pity on him and gave him a few pointers, but he was still very lost. He was grateful for Donnie’s distraction.

“Bring Todd’s sword up too, over,” Donnie added.

Todd’s sword? Leo didn’t like that.

But he also trusted his brother, so he complied. Leo ran over to his bedroom and fished around the trunk at the back of the train car to find the sword he’d buried under anything and everything he could find. Once upon a time he had sleep-portaled himself to the gas station and accidentally stole an entire snack aisle. Now that the twin of this sword was stuck in a prison dimension where theoretically a giant pink alien could escape and destroy the world, he did not let his unfortunate habits put anyone needlessly in danger. It was also why he had retired the sword. Honestly, he should probably break it just to make sure the connection was forever broken, but Draxum refused to let him; they couldn’t predict what the consequences of such an action might be.

Leo pulled the sword out from the trunk and paused. It was heavier than he remembered. Or was it…

Leo drew out Mikey's kitchen knife katana and held it in the opposite hand. They both looked exactly the same, but the kitchen knife katana was slightly lighter. He hadn't noticed it before. And if he thought about it, both of them were lighter than the odachi Shredder had broken, because it had been an actual sword.

Maybe that bobcat was onto something.

His replacements didn't have the same strength. Perhaps a garden trowel was insufficient.

"Come on Leo, I don't have all day!"

"Coming!" Leo sheathed the swords and ran upstairs.

Leo would like to take this moment to retract his previous assertion that Donnie would ever envy Synth's forge. It seemed Donnie was perfectly capable of getting his own hands on his own furnace and accessories that would suit him just fine.

The softshell in question had also dressed himself for the part, sporting large boxy overalls and boots, with insulated gloves sticking out of his back pocket. He was checking the temperature of the furnace when Leo walked in.

"It's about time!" Donnie huffed as he flipped up his goggles.

"You are really excited about this, aren't you?" Leo noticed. He didn't think he had taken that long to get upstairs.

"You gotta strike the iron while it's hot!" Donnie reached out and took both of Leo's swords off his back and looked them over.

"Uh, yes?"

"It's a metaphor for inspiration, dum-dum," Donnie rolled his eyes.

"Ooooh. Yeah, it's harder to see when you're literally going to be striking iron."

Leo watched Donnie look over both swords closely.

"The one in your right hand-" Donnie swung the right hand sword right over the anvil and it snapped in two like a sheet of ice. Leo shrieked.

"What are you doing?! I was still using that! Mikey's gonna kill me!"

"I wanted to know what happened when it broke," Donnie explained, ignoring his brother's panic.

"I could have told you that! I've already broken… nevermind."

Donnie looked up at Leo for the first time since inviting him into the lab.

"I had an idea while you were telling me about Synth's curse," Donnie smiled with excitement.

"Oh?"

"Well, it first came from Mikey when he used his portal to bring you back home.” Donnie admitted, tipping his head to one side. “The reason it succeeded was because Raph and I were there to combine our ninpo."

"And if you hadn't he would have died," Leo remembered. He also remembered how panicked Casey had been when they had told him what happened. Apparently that kind of portal was the last thing future Mikey had done before he died. Ninpo was a useful tool, but it had limits and rules they hadn't yet explored.

Donnie nodded.

"Mikey didn't seem to know how much he was giving until it started to scar his arms; that's not ideal. So I thought, if we can't always be right there to support each other or become otherwise incapacitated, what would we do?"

"That's quite the scenario you've made up in your head."

Donnie shrugged. "It pays to be prepared. And I've got a medium of which to now apply my theory!" Donnie gestured to the Todd katana.

"Can you give me the short version?" Leo whined, crossing his arms. He could hear Mikey downstairs getting started on dinner and he was hoping he could convince him to make his wicked pizza quesadillas.

Donnie sighed, and gave Leo a scowl.

"I can install a transmitter in your weapon that will let you have access to my ninpo at the same time you use yours. Think of it like DS Download Play."

"Say what now?"

"I mean exactly what I said-"

"I could use your giant drill thingy?!?" Oh that was way cooler than pizza quesadillas.

"Maybe?” Donnie raised an eyebrow at the idea. “It's all a theory at the moment. But that's one feature I think we could all use at some point. Maybe you could use it to teleport further or with greater accuracy. Maybe Raph could make extra clones of himself. I don't know if I could send the signal back so I'd have access to your ninpo but-"

"Donnie that sounds AMAZING," Leo grabbed Donnie and shook him by his shoulders. "But what do you need Todd's sword for?"

"You know the link between this sword and its twin?" Leo nodded. "I think I could program your weapons to also have safety features that would prevent your ninpo from going haywire in Mikey's case, or stop you from accidentally teleporting yourself somewhere you shouldn't be."

"Like parental controls?" Leo asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Would you hate me if I said yes?" Donnie gave a pained smile. "It's not that I don't trust the both of you, and you would have access to override it, I just don't-"

"No that makes sense, Don," Leo interrupted. Donnie looked surprised by the agreement. "There's a difference between being proud and being stupid. I trust myself, but I'd also like to never ever again find myself in that prison dimension."

Sweet pizza supreme he had nightmares of that place enough.

"Well, I'm glad we're in agreement," Donnie sighed, looking very relieved.

"How long is this gonna take you?"

Donnie squinted and slouched a bit under Leo's gaze.

"At the moment I don't know. I have to figure out how the connection between the Todd katanas work first. Then it could be a few days just for the transmitter itself, then there's the coding, and of course I haven't even made the darn swords yet…"

"I'll hold out," Leo grinned. "I can stay out of trouble for a few days."

"Soooo… how's Tama-eggy doing?" Leo asked when he returned to the kitchen. Mikey was right in the middle of slicing an avocado with the paring knife. When Mikey looked up at his brother, his eyes were sparkling.

"This is the best knife ever!" Mikey squealed. "It cuts through everything like butter! Look at my onions, look at my tomatoes!" Mikey gestured to bowls of said diced vegetables. They looked perfectly ordinary, if Leo was being honest, but he pretended to be excited for Mikey's sake.

"Yeah, they look great," he noted, taking his seat at the bar again and looking back down at his bio notes. Ew, no thanks. He pushed the notes aside. "So are we doing Mexican for dinner?"

"Tacos!" Mikey confirmed, scooping out an avocado pit. "You gotta build them yourself though. I'm going out tonight."

"Again? You’re becoming quite the social butterfly.” Leo propped his elbows up onto the counter and leaned in.

“I joined the art club!” Mikey told him excitedly. “A few of the members are going out to some chalk art event, and they invited me!”

“Sounds like fun.” Mikey bobbed his head up and down and went about throwing together ingredients for his guacamole. Leo eyed Tamanegi, which was now set to one side by a cutting board.

It was just a knife. Leo didn’t think there was anything special about it. And yet the fact that he was explicitly told not to use it made him reach out for it.

Mikey slapped his hand away before he could even graze the handle.

“Hey! You know you’re not supposed to-”

“Touch it? I wasn’t going to use it,” Leo defended himself, standing up.

Mikey looked from the knife, to Leo, and back again.

“Are you going to tell me that you know it doesn’t like me too?” Leo asked, a little frustrated.

“I don’t know, I don’t get it,” Mikey shrugged.

“How am I supposed to become friends with an inanimate object? How am I supposed to do that without touching it?” The premise was ridiculous. There had to be something they were missing.

“Kinda like a fish,” Mikey turned his head to one side, in thought.

“More like Piebald II,” Leo rolled his eyes. “At least you can feed a fish! A knife just sits there! Am I just supposed to exist within its vicinity for a set amount of time?!”

“Maybe you could just wash it?”

“I guess??” Leo threw his hands up in the air. “Should I sharpen it too? I don’t even know how to do that!”

“You could google it,” Mikey suggested, pulling chicken out from the fridge.

“Ugh, just what I need, more homework,” Leo groaned. “Speaking of, I don’t think this whole school thing is gonna work out, Mikey. I don’t understand any of it.”

“We’ve been in school for two days,” Mikey pointed out. “We just need to catch up. April offered to help if you need it.”

Leo groaned. He wanted to give up. Life was so much simpler before when he didn’t have all these responsibilities.

“If it’s that bad, just rinse the knife off and we can figure out sharpening it later,” Mikey told him, picking up on Leo’s stress.

“No no! I got this!” Leo insisted, raising a finger in mock confidence. He reached forward and picked up the knife.

For some reason, he suddenly had the feeling like he might burst into flames. As far as anyone could see, it was just a knife. There was nothing special about it, he told himself. And yet, he felt like he was somehow committing some kind of taboo just holding it.

“Maybe you should put it back down,” Mikey suggested, as if he could read his thoughts.

“You feel it too?”

To his surprise, Mikey nodded.

As soon as he set it back down, the tension evaporated.

“Are we imagining things?” Leo asked. “It’s… it’s not magic.”

“I don’t know,” Mikey shrugged, stirring his guac thoughtfully. “Maybe.”

“Maybe I’ll just put it in the dishwasher.” The uneasy feeling returned as soon as he picked it back up, but Leo forced himself to ignore it as he reached into the dishwasher and put it down. As he did, his hand bumped into the rack, and the knife slipped from his hand.

“Ouch!” the blade slid across his finger as it dropped into the silverware caddy.

“You alright?”

“It cut me,” Leo whined, standing back up, and showing the cut to Mikey.

“Dude, you are toooooootally cursed.”

While You're Away

"Stick your tongue out," The doctor barked.

Sunshine complied, and the gator lowered his head to peer back into the young musk's throat.

"Say aaaahhhhhh,"

"Aaaahhhhhh."

"Sufficient." The gator stepped back and Sunshine's mouth snapped shut.

"Aside from the memory loss, it appears there is nothing wrong with you," he concluded.

Sunshine frowned at the larger reptile.

"Do I need to repeat myself? There is nothing wrong with you."

Sunshine narrowed her eyes and took a breath.

"It doesn't even bother you?"

The gator looked at her with surprise. This was the first time he'd heard her talk.

"Your memory loss? No. Plenty of warriors here in the Nexus have it. It is not a priority."

"Do I have brain damage?"

He gave her a sneer and turned away from her and back to his computer, logging her results.

"It's not worth solving. Go back to your room."

Sunshine crossed her arms.

"Now," he growled menacingly.

This is how it had been since day one. Vague answers, no solutions. They wanted her to be their next champion, but they didn't care about her own wellbeing outside of that. She had nothing to compare it to, but her heart told her things should not be like this; now more than ever after her conversations with Casey.

She wondered if she had family somewhere outside the Nexus. Maybe they were looking for her. She wished she had a family as nice as the one Casey had.

Sunshine left the office and rolled her shoulders as she made her way down gaudy hallways to her room.

These people here in the Nexus were bad; she could feel it. Was she even supposed to be here? Big Mama said she had found her in a place far, far away, but she never said how.

Then there were the other two mutants- they didn’t know anything either. Had they been found together? Why was she the favorite among them? She didn’t want to be the favorite. She wanted answers.

In the evening she was sent to train with Synth, the blade master. Sunshine didn't really care for swords, but Big Mama insisted she needed some kind of weapon for the arena. Big Mama was all about marketing and what would sell.

"Stand up straight!" Synth rapped on the back of Sunshine's shell with his practice sword. The girl stumbled, catching all her weight with her right foot. She felt off balance all the time, so naturally Synth called her out on it all the time. But if she stood up straight, then she'd just tip over onto her back! There was no use arguing with the bobcat- he'd just smack her again and glare at her with his ugly bug eyes.

Sunshine did her best to correct her stance, and raised her practice sword. Honestly, a weapon this long only further upset her balance. Perhaps she'd be better off with a dirk or some knives, but Synth insisted on a sword. "You'll get used to it," he'd say. This was ridiculous. She felt like a fish out of water.

Synth came at her with heavy and direct encounters, taking massive swings straight to her face, torso, and legs. He insisted her first skills must come defensively, but it seemed like a power fantasy on his part. Every swing threatened to knock her over, and when he got tired of playing with her, he would knock her over, just because he could. It was embarrassing. Sunshine wondered how she was ever going to survive her first challenge in the arena.

When she regained her composure, Synth came at her quickly, and it took everything in her to jump out of the way.

"Yer slow!" Synth taunted, turning and kicking her in the carapace. She stumbled but didn’t fall; Synth was going easy on her.

"I'm literally a turtle!" Sunshine pleaded, turning to face her adversary. "What do you expect me to do?"

Synth came back at her again, and this time she blocked him, keeping her weight forward to maintain her balance. She was too far forward, however, because with a quick twist to bring her down, Synth brought his right leg up and kicked her in the side of the head. She crumpled to the side.

"I expect ya to get up and try again," he ordered, standing upright.

Sunshine did not get up. "Why? What's the point? Why do I have to fight?"

"Yer going to be the next champion."

"I know that… by why me." Sunshine emphasized.

"Get up!" Synth barked.

When she didn't, Synth kicked her again, sending her flying across the training room.

"It doesn't matter why," he growled. "As long as Big Mama says you fight, you fight. You fight 'cause she says so. And you'll do what she wants because that will make 'er happy. If she's not happy, no one is."

"This is stupid! Why does everyone listen to her?"

Synth closed the distance between them and Sunshine scrambled to her feet, backing her shell up against the wall.

With a speed that Sunshine could not even perceive, he snatched her sword arm and brought it up to her tympanum. With his other hand He tapped the sword with his claw and it made a short clink.

His ears twitched in disappointment.

"Ya hear that? It fuckin hates you."

"Well I'm not a fan of it either," Sunshine bit back.

"Well ya betta find a way to get it to like ya, because if ya don't, yer gonna get yer ass handed to ya out there."

"And I should care about that because….?"

"You wanna lose?" Synth sneered.

"Maybe she'll lose interest," Sunshine looked away.

"Lose interest?" Synth backed off from her.

"Do ya know what happens to her pets that don't fight?"

Sunshine had thought about it, but didn't really know. She knew they didn't stick around.

"They end up worse than the losers. Losers make a comeback. Losers stir up drama, plot revenge, garner sympathy."

Synth gave her a one-eyed glare.

"Quitters don't sell. She'll eat ya for dinner, if yer lucky."

Sunshine shuddered.

Synth picked up his sword and pointed it at her chest.

"You'va chance. Big Mama actually likes you. That's why she wants ya to fight. It's as simple as that. Life is easier when she likes ya, so you have to keep tryin'."

"Well maybe she would like me more if I had a weapon that actually worked for me," Sunshine pointed out.

"If you'va better idea, let me know. I'm just a swordsman. But it can't just be yer fists. Hand to hand martial arts don't sell like it used to."

But in the far back of her mind, something was telling her just the opposite. It didn't make sense; she couldn't keep herself upright half the time, but she had this sense she used to be able to move a lot better. Like she knew how to throw a punch, but it was as if all her settings were reset and she couldn't adjust. What was wrong with her?

She didn't have time to think about that now. Instead, she took a few steps from the wall, and reset her stance.

"Whatever. Let's just get this over with," she mumbled.

The session did not get any easier. Sunshine was knocked over so many times she got dizzy. Maybe she didn't have brain damage before, but now?

Her arms, legs, and face were covered in bruises. The last time Synth knocked her down, it took everything in her to keep herself from throwing up.

"Get up," Synth ordered.

Sunshine couldn't move.

"I said get up!" He took a step towards her.

"Can't..." she moaned.

Synth rolled her over onto her plastron with a shove of his foot. Her stomach lurched at the motion, and she lost control. Synth peddled away from the mess with a face of disgust.

"I'm not gonna say it again, kid. You gotta get up. When shit is the hardest, that's the last time ya can give up."

Sunshine squeezed her eyes shut and gritted her teeth. Her head was throbbing, and her legs were shaking. Her arms dragged through her sick as she slowly propped herself up. Her breathing was shallow and uneven. How was she supposed to stand?

There was no way she could keep going like this.

She didn't remember getting up onto her feet, and yet there she was, swaying like a fucking willow tree in the breeze. She wiped her face with the back of her hand and spit onto the mat. When she looked up at Synth, she saw he was reracking their practice swords. It was over?

"See, I knew you had it in ya," Synth chuckled to himself. Where had that smile come from?

He walked over and held out his hand. Sunshine just stared at it.

"I don't wanna hafta carry you back to yer room, Sunshine," he explained. She took it tentatively. That was the first time he’d called her that.

"There we go, missy. Look at you, the crowd's gonna love ya."

She stumbled, but Synth caught her and pulled her arm over his wiry shoulder.

"Hold on tight kid, this is gonna suck." He grabbed a hold of her waist and they slowly made the long walk back to her room.

How to Light a Firecracker

***CONTENT WARNING: violence, descriptions of a panic attack and self-harm.***

Casey walked alone to the library today. After practice, Angel hadn’t even bothered to change out. She had walked off the field too quickly; she didn’t look over her shoulder or stop to chat with her friends. As far as Casey could guess, she just went straight home. She hadn’t said a word to him all day.

What the did he do wrong? Had he been that insensitive? She had stared at him as if he was the one responsible for her friend disappearing. Like he was something dangerous. And… he kinda was but like… it wasn’t as if he was going to hurt her. He felt guilty but also extremely frustrated; how had he scared her so badly?

The questions that he didn’t dare ask her gnawed at his gut as he tried and failed miserably to get his homework done. After only about twenty minutes of staring at the seat she had occupied yesterday, he slammed his book shut and forced himself to move on to the hotel. It was Friday anyway, he figured. There would be plenty of time to work over the weekend.

“A little human, here? Surely not,” came a low and familiar voice as Casey made his way up to the front desk of the Nexus Hotel.

Casey looked up and saw the same slippery alligator from Lucy’s Cafe.

“You…!” they both stepped away from each other in surprise.The alligator’s eyes lit up in recognition.

“Leatherhead! What are you doing on the floor?” The alligator spun to face an owl yokai in a bellhop uniform.

“Eugene, I-”

“I’m so sorry for the disruption Mr. Jones.” The owl called Eugene gave Casey a slight nod.

“So we just have human guests staying here now?” Leatherhead growled quietly.

“Not a guest,” the owl clarified. “He’s Big Mama’s property.”

The description made Casey flinch. So that’s what they thought of him. He wasn’t surprised, but that didn’t keep his stomach from turning.

Leatherhead turned to look the boy up and down.

“I don’t suppose I can borrow him, do you?”

“You may not. He’s needed to help the stinkpot assimilate.”

“Sunshine,” Casey corrected.

“The turtle?” Leatherhead looked back to Eugene inquisitively.

“Yes.”

“How does another human help assimilate my mutant to the arena?”

My mutant.

“You made Sunshine?” Casey asked. Leatherhead ignored Casey’s question. He didn't even look in his direction.

“That is a good question, Professor,” the owl peered over at Casey. “Give it up,” he stretched out a feathered hand.

Casey glanced over at Leatherhead a moment; it was humiliating to be treated this way. Reluctantly, he handed over his charm.

Leatherhead’s transparent lids blinked in wonder as Casey shifted into his turtle self.

“Another one… fascinating,” he tipped his head. “Perhaps I misjudged you and your friend,” he whispered.

Casey glared at the gator.

“I think you’ll find my assessment of you hasn’t changed.”

“A sympathizer,” Leatherhead tapped his long, scaly snout. “And yet you hide from the humans anyway. You’re a hypocrite, then.”

Casey wondered if anyone would mind it much if he clocked the gator in that snout.

“Can we go see Sunshine already?” he asked Eugene instead. He didn’t want to cause any more trouble. He had enough already.

“Certainly, follow me.”

Casey could feel the watchful gaze of the gator as he was led down a dark hallway. It didn’t let up until they had turned a corner.

“Who was that?” he asked the bellhop, when he hoped he was out of earshot.

“Professor Leatherhead. Head of mutant research and development.”

“At the Nexus? What does Big Mama need a scientist for?”

Eugene spun his head 180 degrees and continued his walk forward without missing a beat.

“You’re in charge of the musk turtle’s emotional wellbeing. He’s in charge of her physical wellbeing.”

“So… did he turn her into a mutant?”

The owl’s head turned back as they had reached a service elevator.

“Why does Big Mama want mutants?”

The owl did not follow Casey into the elevator, but swiped his keycard to the restricted floor Sunshine was kept on.

“I thought you of all people would know, turtle,” he sneered as the doors closed.

When Sunshine woke up, everything was numb. She couldn’t even move. Her eyelids were too heavy, her head weighed the same as a mountain. Her legs and arms were buried under hills of sand.

Sand… mountains; it was wild to know that something existed, and at the same time have no recollection of having seen them. She could see them in her mind's eye, but they were detached from everything else she knew. There were a lot of things like that in her head; little puzzle pieces, fractured until she could find them all.

Despite the weight of everything, her mind was surprisingly alert. She could hear and smell just fine, and she could tell she was safe. Perhaps she should just go back to sleep. What point would staying up be if she couldn't move?

And yet the idea of sleep just did not compute at the moment. Logically, she should be recovering, but she just couldn't rest. Slowly, her eyes fluttered open.

Oh, that was probably why.

Casey's big green face was staring right back at her.

"Ah! Sorry, sorry! I was just-" The teen stumbled back away from her bed, waving his arms apologetically. "I didn't know you were up, I was just worried, I'm really sorry that's so creepy…"

Sunshine rolled her eyes.

"Are you alright?" Casey asked when she didn't say anything.

"Can't move," she grumbled.

“Do you need help?”

It took far more effort than it should have, but eventually Sunshine was able to drag one arm out from under the covers.

“I think… I think I got it.”

After about a minute of struggling with her uncooperative body, Sunshine finally brought herself upright. All the while, Casey stood by patiently. She noticed his face lighten a bit when she was finally able to sit up.

“Synth said you haven’t eaten yet, did you want me to get you something?”

“What are you, my butler?” She snorted. “We’ll go to the kitchen together. If I don’t stretch…” she cracked her neck. “I’m just gonna feel worse.”

Casey shrugged. “As long as I don’t have to carry you.”

“Did Synth tell you…?” Casey’s pained smile confirmed that he had.

“I hate that creep.”

“Yeah, I've noticed he’s not exactly the fan favorite around here,” Casey crossed his arms. “He was a little vague on what happened, but I get the feeling he was making it sound better than it was.”

“He kept knocking me over,” Sunshine grunted, trying to stand up from the bed. “Fought him until I was dizzy and then threw up.” She sneered at the thought. “He kicked me when I wouldn’t get up.”

She finally brought herself to her feet, but when she looked over to Casey, she almost fell back down into the bed. His face had twisted as he let out a low snarl. The noise seemed to catch both of them by surprise, as he suddenly shook his head… as if to dispel the action away.

“You alright?”

“I should be asking you that,” Casey pointed out, looking her up and down. Sunshine looked down at herself and saw the collection of bruises running down her arms and legs. She was still wearing the shorts and tee she had been practicing in. They were stained and crusty from the incident before.

Embarrassed, she spun around and swung open the doors to her wardrobe and hid behind them, trying to find something else to wear that didn't reek of her failure.

“Guess it doesn’t matter much what I think,” Sunshine huffed. “If Leatherhead says I’m fine, I keep going.”

“Fuck that guy, that might get you killed!” Casey said from the other side of the door. She noticed his shoes had turned away from her as well.

“It might,” Sunshine admitted, thumbing through hangers. “But I… I don’t see what I can do about it.”

She heard a little knock on the wardrobe door and she peeked her head from around it.

‘I’m getting you out as soon as I can,’ Casey signed angrily. ‘This is wrong.’

Sunshine felt tears start to form in her eyes. ‘Thank you.’

Thinking it was best to give Sunshine some space, Casey let her know he was going to wait for her in the hallway.

However, Casey hadn’t even stepped out of Sunshine’s room to let her get dressed when he was stopped by a hulking, sweaty figure standing in the doorway. A cracked and wrinkly hand was raised to Casey’s face as if to knock the door that had suddenly given way. Casey stepped back immediately, and looked up at who was trying to bother Sunshine now.

It was a nine foot tall rhinoceros man. When the rhinoceros looked back at the turtle half his size, he didn’t seem all that happy. His pierced nostrils let out a wet puff of unamused air.

“Huh?” he grunted dumbly.

“Casey, what's up?” Sunshine called from her wardrobe.

“It’s… uh-”

“Hey, Stinkpot!” the rhinoceros called out instead, shoving Casey out of his way and stepping into the room.

And, Casey didn't quite know why, but he took that shove very personally. This was the third time he'd been ignored today. Not only that, this asshole had just invited himself into Sunshine's room when she was hurt.

And while the turtles back at home had no problem walking around wearing absolutely nothing, Casey wasn't about to assume that Sunshine was comfortable meeting strangers in her vomit-stained athletic wear.

Rude.

“You doin’ alright? Heard you got the snot kicked outta you-”

So he had walked in even knowing what state she was in.

Casey didn’t know if it would work on account of the mutant's size, but he kicked out the giant's legs from underneath him; he fucking deserved it. What the was he doing, barging into someone’s room uninvited? The giant collapsed onto the floor.

“Hey hey hey, there punk, whaddaya think you're doin’?” Casey spun around and saw that the rhinoceros was not alone.

Now there was a nine foot tall warthog in the doorway. Well, that wasn't much of a surprise; Sunshine had mentioned them previously. He was just as ugly as the rhinoceros. They both wore torn denim jackets with colorful buttons pinned over them, and black leather pants. Unlike the rhinoceros, who sported a checkered bandana around his neck, this warthog wore a pair of tinted 3D glasses and had a dyed mohawk. Casey couldn’t believe it, but he smelled even worse than his wrinkly comrade.

Even though the warthog had asked Casey what he was up to, he didn’t actually wait for an answer. He turned away from the turtle boy and bent down to help the other to his feet.

“What… Rocksteady… what are you doing here?” Sunshine asked in a clearly frustrated tone. She had peeked her head out from behind the wardrobe door but was clearly still not dressed.

“Heard Synth did a number on you, chica,” the rhinoceros answered, standing up. “Wanted to see if you were alright.” The oaf looked down at his oversized combat boots and shuffled them nervously against the floor.

“And you just decided to let yourself in?” Casey asked, snarling.

“Hey, back off there, ankle-biter!” the warthog snapped, peering over his glasses at Casey.

“Oh I’m sorry, should I have just let two massive zoo animals into Sunshine’s room uninvited?” Casey snapped back sarcastically.

“You listenin’ to this guy Steady?” the warthog chuckled. “He thinks it's his job to gatekeep Stinkpot!”

“Gatekeep?!” Rocksteady squinted his beady eyes at Casey. “Who you think you are, kid?”

"Give me a fucking break-"

“His name is Casey. Now would you two please get out?” Sunshine shouted.

Rocksteady gave the musk turtle a one-eyed glance before turning back to Casey.

“You’re the little freak she keeps talkin’ about, aren't ya?” he grumbled, bending over to Casey’s level.

“Yeah, sure, that’s me,” Casey frowned, shoulders tense. He wondered just how much Sunshine had told them.

“Come on sand bag, let’s get out of here,” the warthog snorted. “Give the girls some space.”

“Not this one,” Rocksteady smiled, snatching Casey up by his shirt. “He’s coming with us.”

“Hey! Put me down! Hey!” Casey squirmed in the mutant’s grip, but it was useless.

“Hey hey hey!” Bebop mocked. “How about a chat, little man? I wanna know why Mama won’t shut up about you two.”

“I love your chats, Bebop,” Rocksteady chuckled.

Without further ado, Casey found himself being dragged out of the room and into the hallway. Sunshine called after them, but there seemed to be no stopping dumb and dumber.

While Bebop closed the door quietly behind them, Rocksteady tossed Casey out away from them. The turtle landed down the hall, on his back. He struggled to turn himself over.

"Look at fancy feet now, Bebop! He's just as clumsy as lil' Stinkpot!" The two of them burst out laughing uncontrollably, and Casey felt his face heating up in embarrassment. He didn't remember the last time anybody had knocked him onto his carapace like that; one of the few disadvantages of his oversized shell.

Still, he was far from helpless. A quick rock to one side and he was over and back onto his feet again. Now he was just pissed again.

"Alright wrinkle cake, it's my turn with the spiky one!" Bebop announced, pushing his way past his friend and sizing Casey up. "What kinda little rat tries to shmooze over our little Stinkpot, huh?"

"Your stinkpot?" Casey growled. "She's her own person."

"Hah!" Bebop looked like he wanted to spit. "That's coming off a bit stale from Mama's little bitch!"

"Bebop!"

"Sorry sorry, what would you call him then?"

"I'd call him a little leech, Bops."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Casey glared.

"A lyin' leech," Rocksteady corrected himself, to Casey's ire.

"Whatever, whatever. Liar or cheat, he kisses her feet, yeah?" He snorted at his own rhyme.

"You've been feeding Little Miss Sunshine lies, haven't you?"

Casey didn't even know where to start with the two. They seemed too thick and too misinformed to be the type to listen.

"What the fuck do you two really want, huh?" Casey finally snapped.

The idiots gasped in unison.

"Bops… did you hear that?" Rocksteady blinked in surprise, his tiny eyes shifting to his friend.

"Clear as day, Steady," Bebop huffed, narrowing his own. It seemed what they really wanted was an excuse. They were just two meatheads looking for a fight.

"We outta wash that mouth out, huh?"

"He looks like he'd struggle a bit too much for that right? I'm not gettin' my finger snapped off."

"We could put him in the washers in the basement?" Rocksteady suggested.

"Nah, those are top loaders. I wanna watch him. Don't Meat Sweats gotta glass dishwasher in the kitchen?"

"Aw he'd be thrilled to have a turtle in there!" Rocksteady nodded earnestly. "We could watch his big head get hit over and over by the spinny thing!"

"You watch the dishwasher run for too long man," Bebop guffawed.

"Well maybe if someone hadn't broken the tv…!"

And Casey had thought Angel was insane.

"Doesn't matter triple toe," Bebop rolled his eyes.

And then he suddenly lunged for Casey who, despite his usually guarded state, had totally dropped the ball while listening to the nonsensical bickering. He had also greatly underestimated the warthog's speed.

Big meaty hands caught him by the sides and hoisted him up like an infant. This hold however, Casey could counter. Slamming a spined elbow into Bebop's arm caused him to flinch back immediately and drop Casey.

"Holy hand grenades!" the warthog yelped in surprise. He shook his arm in a panic, continuing the stream of perfectly PG curse words while Rocksteady laughed at his blunder.

Casey decided he was done standing around waiting for them to decide what he was. Instead, he took the opening of Bebop nursing his arm to deliver a sharp kick to his opposite side. Bebop buckled at the snap, howling like a wild animal in pain.

Duh.

"Bebop!" Rocksteady's face swapped to concern and he rounded on the (comparatively) little turtle, but the rhinoceros didn't really stand a chance. He charged in, horn lowered, but it was too predictable.

Jumping, Casey flipped over the rhinoceros mutant and swung his heel into the side of the rhinoceros' thick skull. The change in momentum knocked Rocksteady right into the still panicking Bebop.

They floundered pathetically on the floor, Bebop shrieking under the weight of the rhinoceros.

On any other day, that would have been enough. Bebop had stopped laughing when his rib had broken, and Rocksteady seemed to lose his fighting spirit when he saw Bebop gasping for air underneath him.

But that didn't mean they were sorry.

With a shove and his boot on Rocksteady's neck, Casey leered at Bebop and waited.

A worried glance to his friend was all he needed to raise his hands.

"Alright kid, you got us. No dishwasher."

"And?" Casey pressed into Rocksteady's neck. He sputtered and gasped helplessly.

"We're sorry!" Bebop yelped. "We're sorry."

"For?"

"For callin' you a bitch and a leech."

Casey sneered. "I don't care about that."

"For throwin' you across the room!"

"Try again."

"Uh… uh…"

"CASEY!"

Casey's head snapped up and saw Sunshine, now dressed in joggers and a black hoodie, standing there in her doorway. All too quickly he remembered the fear in her eyes when she'd mentioned Bebop and Rocksteady to him the other day.

But now she wasn't looking at them.

"Sunshine," he stood up slowly. His blood ran cold, and his muscles stiffened. He didn't know what to say to those frightened brown eyes.

Sunshine approached and Casey shuffled back so she could look at the two distraught mutants. If Casey hadn't just gotten here, he would have ran away. He had to stay here with Sunshine. The threat of Big Mama was the only thing keeping his feet in one place.

But Sunshine didn't look like she wanted anything to do with him either. He didn't want anything to do with himself, honestly. So he leaned against the hallway wall and slid down to the floor.

Well, he tried to anyway; the spines on his shell dug and tore into the plaster as he went.

Well shit, there went his favorite shirt.

Casey retreated into Sunshine's room when help came to take Rocksteady and Bebop to the infirmary. He didn't want them to look at him. He wanted to crawl up into a ball and disappear. He wished he was small again. When he leaned against the window in Sunshine's room, he once again found himself playing with his hair. It was the only thing on him that felt safe.

It was stupid. He had just scared Sunshine and seriously hurt two of Mama's fighters, and instead he was about to have a panic attack over his body again. What had set it off this time? His shell on the wall? Getting stuck on the floor and those two laughing over him?

Spiky one? Triple toe? That last one wasn't even directed at him.

All of it. It was all of it. All of it all of it all of it.

Casey slammed his elbow into the glass behind him. It chipped away, shatterproof, but also cut into his scales and sent shooting pains up toward his shoulder.

Stupid stupid stupid stupid…

He hoped he hadn't fucked them up too badly. A broken rib less than two weeks before Bebop was scheduled to fight; that wasn't good. Would Mama keep him locked up here? Would he be stuck like this forever?

His breathing hitched as he choked back a sob. He couldn't cry here. He had to be fine. Even if it wasn't fine, he had to believe it was-

"Casey?"

He heard Sunshine shut the door behind her as she stepped into the room, but he didn't dare look up.

"I'm fine."

He felt rather than saw her join him in leaning against the glass.

"They got in a fight with each other again," she whispered.

What? That didn’t make any sense. He had hurt them. He shouldn’t have done that. Somewhere in there, he knew he’d crossed a line.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm-" but he was cut off, because Sunshine put her hand over his snout.

He looked up at her in surprise. She didn't look scared of him anymore.

"You broke up the fight between them," she lied. She forced a smile onto her face. "You did a good thing."

Casey's eyes widened, but he didn't trust himself to say anything. Internally, he cursed the tears running down his cheeks and onto her hand. She was covering this up. He was a horrible person and she was lying for him.

"Dinner's going to be brought up to the room because I'm too tired to go anywhere right now, ok?"

Casey could only stare dumbly back at her.

"We're going to be fine," she assured him.

We're going to be fine.

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Bonus: If Bebop did put Casey in the dishwasher animatic

Notes: When I write aggressive or upsetting things I like to listen to very chill music. It doesn't make any sense. So I was listening to Give Up and if i could make it go quiet while writing this. It fucked me a up for the evening, not gonna lie.

Gonna be taking a little break after this one. I have a bunch of projects piling up and I'd really like to take the time to make sure this story get the love and attention it deserves. Thanks for reading!

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