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turtleblogatlast · 3 months

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Leo frowns at his phone.

Or more specifically, at the test on his phone.

Around him, he hears the sound of his brothers tapping their own devices, much faster than he is. Looking up just makes Leo feel worse about his own progress - or lack-thereof.

Mikey’s the fastest, speeding through the test like nobody’s business. He’d been the one to make them all do this stupid test in the first place, so it makes sense that he’s having a blast.

Raph’s slower than Mikey is, but he’s still clearly answering the questions at a steady pace. Sometimes he looks unsure, but he powers through anyway.

Donnie often looks frustrated, which relieves Leo somewhat because at least someone is struggling like him. But that “struggle” isn’t nearly as big as his own, considering that Donnie is answering about as fast as Raph is.

Leo turns his gaze back down to his own test. He’s still near the beginning, he thinks.

He’d put the same answer for the past seven questions - the middle of the road answer, neither a “yes” or a “no.” Then, whenever he does come across one that is more one direction than the other, he second guesses himself and restarts the test!

Sure, there are a few he could definitely give a yes or a no to, but…never the “strongly agree” or “strongly disagree” that the test seemed to want from him.

He eyes his twin sitting nearby, the softshell absorbed in the test. Maybe Leo should copy what Donnie put for some of these…

“DONE!” Mikey’s shout makes Leo freeze in place just as he started to lean over.

“What?” Donnie squawks, “No way you’re already finished, you must’ve been cheating!”

“It’s a personality test, Dee!” Mikey stuck his tongue out, “You can’t cheat at those!”

…

Leo settles back into his seat.

Ignoring Donnie’s mutterings about how it was “just because it’s not an academic test” that he didn’t finish first, Raph smiles encouragingly at Mikey.

“Hey, good job! So what’d you get, Mike?”

Mikey looks back down at his test, reading aloud, “Says that I got the “Campaigner”!”

“What’s that mean?” Leo asks, his phone screen going dark.

“Apparently, I’m an “enthusiastic, creative, and sociable free-spirit”.” Mikey reads, smiling at them, “You think it fits?”

“Oh, to a T, bro!” Leo laughs, giving Mikey a thumbs up, making Mikey’s smile grow larger.

Inside, Leo was feeling a lot more mixed about this. He has no idea how Mikey knew himself so well. Maybe Donnie was right and Mikey did cheat, because how could he answer those questions so easily?

Leo’s phone burns in his hand. He keeps it locked.

“Wow, that really is you.” Raph says, his eyes flitting back and forth between his own test and Mikey, “Do you think it fits?”

“I guess? It’s fun to see at least!” Mikey shrugs with a grin.

“Hold on, I think…” Raph makes a noise of satisfaction, “Okay, done!”

“Sigh, now I’m relegated to the straggler group.” Donnie grumbles, his thumbs moving faster as he tries rushing through the questions.

“Ooh, what’d you get Raph?” Mikey asks, practically bouncing in curiosity.

“Says, uh…I got something called the “Consul”?” He squints his eyes to read more, “Uh, “caring, social, and community-minded.””

“Sounds about right to me.” Leo nods. Can’t be more “community-minded” than being a hero.

“Yeah, no one’s more caring than you, Raphie!” Mikey says, moving to lean across Raph’s shell.

“You do put the community in mind, that’s for sure.” Donnie states, not looking up.

Raph chuckles, a bit embarrassed, “Aw, thanks. It’s just some test, but it feels kinda good to hear that.”

Just a test. Right.

Leo unlocks his screen.

The test stares back at him.

Right. Okay. He can do this. He can.

The screen ends up going dark again.

Frustration builds up in Leo. Was he even halfway done with the test? At this rate, soon even Donnie will-

“FINISHED.”

Leo unlocks his phone.

“What’d you get, DonTon?” Leo asks as his thumb taps the top right of the screen.

Donnie puffs up proudly, a self sure grin on his face, “I got the result “Logician” which states that I, obviously, am an “innovative inventor with a thirst for knowledge.” Truly could not have described me better, if I do say so myself.”

“It is pretty accurate.” Raph agrees with a nod, “Even calls you an inventor, so extra accurate.”

“Super accurate.” Mikey jumps in, eyes shining.

“Yes, yes, almost like reading my own character synopsis.” Donnie’s grin had not dwindled since the word “innovative” had left his mouth.

Leo just nods along, eyes on his own screen as he skims the words. “Yeah, kinda creepy how close it got. Could have called you a nerd for extra accuracy, though.”

Donnie turns to him, eyes narrowing, “Have you even finished your test? I can think of a few words that’d describe you fairly well.”

“Test-y, huh?”

Before Donnie can strangle Leo, Raph cuts in.

“Ok, ok, calm it down, guys.” He rolls his eyes before turning to Leo. “But really, you’re not done yet?”

“Leo’s taking this self reflection seriously.” Mikey sports a faux intellectual expression as he gives a jokingly serious nod. “Maybe we all should’ve taken our time.”

“Says the one who sped through the whole thing in a record time.” Donnie mutters.

Leo waves them all off, “Nah, I finished it ages ago.”

He grins when Donnie immediately shoots him a suspicious glare. “Oh, you did, did you? Then what could you have possibly gotten, Nardo?”

“I’m glad you asked!” Leo clears his throat, “Neon Leon just so happens to be an “Entertainer.””

“Ah. That confirms it. This test is meaningless.” Donnie drones.

“Hey-“

“What’s an Entertainer like?” Mikey asks with a tilt of his head, still hanging off of Raph’s shell.

“Glad you asked, Miguel!” Leo exclaims, “It says that “life is never boring” around yours truly~”

He emphasizes this “result” of his by waving his phone with said “result” on screen.

It’s just an image he found of his chosen personality result, but they don’t need to know that.

Raph nods slowly, “Well, I guess that’s true…”

“”Never boring” is one way to put it.” Donnie hums.

“You are pretty fun, Leo!” Mikey says emphatically, because he’s great like that.

“Thank you, thank you, life of the party, right here.” Leo grins, pointing both thumbs at himself.

He’s careful not to go too overboard with it, or else it might tip someone off.

Not that it…really matters. It’s just a test. Like Raph said.

As the topic around him shifts to something else, jumping away from this brief activity as fast as any other among them, Leo finds himself unlocking his phone and pulling up the test again.

Unanswered questions stare at him. He knows what answers Lou Jitsu would pick. He knows what answers Jupiter Jim would pick. Hell, he knows exactly what answers his brothers would pick.

He doesn’t know what answers Leonardo would pick.

Leo stares at the test for a second longer, before he exits the site and throws himself into the conversation happening around him.

It’s just a stupid test, nothing to worry about.

Just a test…

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt leo #rottmnt headcanons #rise leo #could not ignore this idea that hit my brain haha #if you disagree with me on what personality types I gave the boys that’s fine tbh #picked mbti since it was the first one I thought of but again it like most of these tests isn’t super worth putting stock into #these tests are kinda dumb anyway but they’re fun to take #for some #anyway I love thinking about Leo struggling with his sense of identity #and in turn struggling with what is a persona and what is HIM #how much is a mask how much is built from taking traits from others how much is real how much is fake #even he doesn’t know #protagonist is probably a good choice for leo but I’m also tied to him secretly being the introverted type as well so #bit more of an ambivert maybe #he’s got aspects of a lot of them hence the difficulty answering questions #well most of his difficulty comes from an uncertainty of who he really is #again what is him and what is his mask #or masks #what even is his true self if his self is someone he’s never bothered to meet #a lot of the little details of his personality - the parts of him that we see peek out throughout the series and often on his own -#- they align with personality types that you would never think of when looking at him and his masks at face value #that’s not to say it’s all masks - he’s a goofy guy at his core - but he’s more than he lets on and we’re made privy to that in subtle ways #though fr protagonist is prob Leo’s most likely result

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nintendont2502 · 4 months

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cant find the original post but a while ago i impulsively decided to add all 32 sburb players (betas, alphas, alternians *and* beforans) to a random name generator and then randomly mix them up - characters kept their original first name and class, and took on the last name and aspect of whatever character they took the role of. this was just meant to be a funny 1am experiment so i could laugh at the cursed results

...yeah it has lore now. i cant stop thinking about it. help.

Beta Kids:

Gamz Egbert (Gamzee) - Bard of Breath. One of the most chill guys ever. Constantly zoned the hell out. Loves clowns :0) him and his dad bond over it. Hangs out with Kari a lot over vc, where it's basically just Kari talking at him uninterrupted (the kid needs it sometimes)

Kari Strider (Kankri) - Seer of Time. Gifted kid and he won't let you forget it. Permanently lives in a sweater vest even though he literally lives in Texas. Constantly annoyed by how childish and immature his older brother is. Lectures him a lot. Lectures his friends a lot. Has 'visions of his past lives' (aka occasional memories from his post-scratch/alternate timeline counterparts). Lectures his friends about how theyre real and valid whenever they make give him shit for it (which happens a lot). Dedicated pacifist - for now, anyway.

John Lalonde - Heir of Light. Golden child. Has an over-bearing mother that constantly pushes him into learning instruments/lanugages/skills, participating in competitions and events, winning award after award. Sure, he's... kinda sick of doing things all day every day, and he doesn't really want to do any of this, but... shouldn't he do it anyway? Even if just for his Mom? Hell, he can't really complain about it, right? He has such a good life! He goes horseback riding every sunday! Sure, it sucks that he doesn't have any free time that isn't controlled by his mother, but he can deal with it. It's fine.

(Things get even worse during the three year trip when Wuh Oh! Gender crisis time! Except he can’t be a girl because he was always meant to be his mom’s perfect son, and he’s already let her down once by letting her die, right? He can just… live with this. Its fine. It's not that bad. It's for her, after all.)

Roxy Harley - Rogue of Space. Grew up living on a small island somewhere in the Pacific that her grandfather 'won in a poker game' (aka probably scammed someone out of, knowing him) - or so he says, anyway. He also used to say he got Roxy the same way every time she asked where she came from! Haha very funny Roxy definitely loved hearing that and not a real response every time she asked where she came from and why she didn’t have any parents. That was great. Her grandfather died when she was fairly young, leaving her alone on the island with nothing left of him but the small inventions he left around the place to make life easier for her. She grows up learning how to maintain them, and although she tries becoming a great inventor like her grandfather, she just... doesn't have the skill. Hacking, on the other hand - shes great at that shit! She finally cracks her final goal - cracking into her grandfathers servers - just before her friend Gamz's 13th birthday, finding mostly boring shit - expenses, customer complaints, legal threats, budgets, etc. What's mildly more interesting to her, however, is the insane amount of money (if they lived on the mainland, they'd be fucking LOADED), and a .exe file for a really cool looking game, with a note from her grandfather congratulating her on finally getting in. And hey, would you look at that? Its multiplayer! And all her friends are free - even John, who through sheer coincidence found himself with a free weekend after his tutors came down with various mysterious illnesses and injuries. It's like the universe wants them to play the game or some shit! Haha wild

Alpha Kids:

Raph Crocker (Rufioh) - Rogue of Life. The living embodiment of all those business major memes. Dude is *dedicated* to the Crockercorp brand - he's determined that one day, he'll climb the ranks and become head of the company, and hopefully lead it just as well as his great-grandfather did. He unironically wears a suit everywhere, and seems committed to sounding like a 50 year old boardroom exec trapped in the body of a 16 year old - although it isn't hard to get him to crack. As much as he pretends he has no patience for his online friends and their constant stories of 'living on a remote island' or 'living in the post-apocalyptic future' (seriously guys, he isn't that gullible), he does genuinely care about them. Besides, when you're stuck in the house all day, there isn't much else to do.

Tuna Strider (Mituna) - Heir of Heart. Trans king. Exudes pure 'disney channel older brother' energy. Shithead (affectionate). Looks up to his Bro, a famous pacifist who resisted the Batterwitch's rule with a global peaceful protest... only to be killed the moment he became too much of a threat. Yyeah. Tuna has... some thoughts about how that should have gone down - most of them involving swords. Or guns. Or both. Maybe if his Bro had a sweet katana, the world wouldn't have been flooded! Although it's too late for his Bro, Tuna has decided to take up the fight in his stead by creating his own 'sick as fuck gun-sword' with whatever scrap metal he can find in the apartment (his Bro, for some reason, didn't think to leave him any useable weapons. cringe). He's got the sword part down great, but the gun... not so much.

Vris Lalonde (Vriska) - Thief of Void. The second half of the 't4t post apocalypse chaos squad', as Tuna calls them. Girl doxxes people for fun - what are they gonna do? Doxx her back? lmao good luck with that losers - closest youre gonna get is still 400 years off. Constantly daring her friends to do stupid shit and quote, 'stop being so fucking boringggg'. it usually works on tuna. sometimes on dave. she still hasnt gotten raph yet, but *one day*...

Dave English - Knight of Hope. smooth talking mile a minute inventor who *loves* trying to 'pitch' his latest invention to his friends. its become almost a game to them, where theyll take turns bidding increasingly ridiculous amounts for an umbrella that shoots seeds ('for easy planting in the rain yknow') or a beat-boxing robot ('i dont even need to explain this one just look at it man. cool as shit'). hell, even raph gets involved sometimes, usually turning it into a shark tank style negotiation. dave swears hes keeping a tally of how much everyone 'owes' him, and claims that one day hes settling that bill. his inventions are genuinely pretty impressive, especially considering his limited resources - being stuck alone on a remote island makes sourcing parts pretty hard. he probably wouldnt even need to jokingly scam his friends in order to jokingly sell his inventions - they jokingly sell themselves. he just thinks scamming people is fun.

Alternia Rapid Fire Round lets goo

Cronus Megido - Bard of Time. relentlessly flirts with anyone of a higher caste than him in the hopes that, if he can get into a quadrant with them, he'll have more protection than he would as just a solo rustblood. this strategy ultimately fails when he flirts with a particular Serket one too many times and gets killed for it. damn. oh well.

Sollux Nitram - so so tired of everyones shit. the only person that actually vaguely got along with Cronus (because he was the only person that Cronus didn't flirt with). just wants to play his pokemon in peace man stop dragging him into drama

Damara Captor - Witch of Doom. 'curses' people. seems weirdly unsurprised when those curses actually work. after cronus' death, a rumour went around that she was the one who caused it, and she absolutely wasnt denying that shit - now no one wants to fuck with her, and those that do? well, she still has her psiionics.

Meulin Vantas - Mage of Blood. Basically the only fucking thing holding this friendship group together. Despite all the complicated as shit relationships - the friendships, the exes, the mortal enemies, the attempted (and successful) murders - Meulin somehow manages to navigate the web of relationships and keep everyone relatively stable

Jaydee Leijon (Jade) - Witch of Heart. catgirl :33. Wishes she lived closer to everyone so she could see them 33: especially her moirail!! at least she still has her lusus to playfight with

Karkat Maryam - Knight of Space. basically a tboy vampire. Used to live in the caverns, but after he realised he was a dude, he began to feel uncomfortable with how oppressive and 'feminine' the caverns were. ran away. struggles with his identity - the contrast between the typical female jadeblood standards of being caring and nurturing, and the typical alternian female standards of being violent and aggressive, leave him stuck in the middle, unsure of what to do or who hes 'allowed' to be. swings wildly between being aggressive and letting himself care about his friends. he eventually figures out that gender stereotypes are bullshit and he can care abt his friends and still be a dude. hes still an asshole though <3

Eridan Pyrope - Prince of Mind. Incredibly committed to a strict moral code - which... no one can figure out. it seems to vary wildly depending on what suits him best at the specific moment. Used to roam Alternia looking for 'criminals' to 'improve' or, if that failed, 'bring to justice' with one Serket, but after an incident involving the loss of three eyes and one arm... they arent exactly on speaking terms.

Dyrrhk Serket (Dirk) - Prince of Light. i dont know how else to say it this mfer makes saw traps. he claims its to 'improve' people - by putting them through some specific trap, it... fixes a percieved issue? even if its an issue only he can see. and if they die in the trap? well, they should have just tried harder right. they probably deserved it. he isnt even doing this out of a desire to hurt people hes *genuinely* convinced that what hes doing is helping, and thinks that this is the best way to go about it. puts eridan through one one day, resulting in the loss of his vision, and after he (finally) figured out that 'huh maybe that wasnt a good idea', he... apologises. lmao just kidding that would be too reasonable - instead he mind controls one of his friends into putting *dyrrhk* into a trap of his own design, resulting in the loss of an eye and an arm. he seems genuinely convinced that this should make them even. everythings fine now, right? he scares me just on a conceptual level

Tavros Zahhak - Page of Void. hes basically a himbo im ngl. hes tall hes ripped hes clumsy and he cant help but draw attention to himself wherever he goes - attention he *hates*. moirails with jaydee. theyre cute <>

Latula Makara - Knight of Rage. clown... despite the usual purpleblood stereotypes, she doesnt really get angry all that often - most of the time, shes just vibing. but when she *does* get angry? its always for a reason. theres always a specific goal shes fulfilling through that anger (even if its just intimidating someone into doing something). i have the least thoughts about her but shes interesting

Jaiikk Ampora (Jake) - Page of Hope. Just a funny lil guy that likes playing pirates :) all the lowbloods he roleplays with definitely want to be there and don't feel coerced by being 'asked' by a literal violetblood :)) if people die during his 'games' well that sucks but he cant exacly stop playing because of a few small accidents right? ..yyeah. hes incredibly ignorant of his position in society and how that effects other people, even if (especially if) those consequences are deadly for others. after a certain point its just easier to not know whats going on than to face all the damage youve caused right. claims he loves the ocean and dreams of living in the depths. never goes into the ocean. hes a weird guy

Equius Peixes - Heir of Life. Future heir to the Alternian throne. Determined to lead Alternia into a new era of strength, no matter the methods to get there. moirails with Jaiikk (which absolutely doesnt help the whole 'Jaiikk accidentally pressuring lowbloods into doing things for him' thing. bro has scary dog privileges with the future emperor looming behind him at all times)

Even faster Beforus speed round because you cant legally make me think about them for more than five seconds

Porrim Megido - Maid of Time

Feferi Nitram - Witch of Breath

Rose Captor - Seer of Doom

Nepeta Vantas - Rogue of Blood

Kurloz Leijon - Prince of Heart

Aradia Maryam - Mage of Space

Aranea Pyrope - Sylph of Mind

Kanaya Serket - Sylph of Light

Jane Zahhak - Maid of Void

Meenah Makara - Thief of Rage

Terezi Ampora - Seer of Hope

Horuss Peixes - Page of Life

#me.txt #christ this was long #randomiser au #homestuck #i love these guys sm #they haunt me #ask me questions abt them please please pleas eim so so normal

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datesinredink · 1 month

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Yan turtles (rottmnt) with an m/c that’s allergic to reptiles/turtles? Idk I just think it would be funny (not Donnie trying to get m/c into getting injections to help the allergy-)

ANON I AM SO SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG BCIRBIFUNUIEH

Super duper sorry i ended up procrastinating really hard and i guess god took issue with that because he struck me down with multiple QAs and a Feelings crisis but the tests are over and I finally managed to sit down and finish Raph's part- seriously i struggled with him and mikey a lot but i guess it was kinda worth it in the end because Raph has an entire 110 more words to his part than the other three- hopefully it makes up for my lack of knowledge of his character. Enjoy!

Donnie

“My inspiration for this device was simplicity-”

Yeah you’re getting a hazmat suit until your allergies either magically disappear or he figures out some other solution

You’ll probably have to do a lot of tests, including possibly a blood draw but I’m no medical expert- since I headcanon Leo to be the medic he’ll probably end up helping too

After he finally puts the pieces together, he’ll start working with Leo to engineer a medicine to help suppress your allergic reaction, and maybe even be able to get rid of it entirely

Also anon you’re very right, you may be subjected to becoming the human pincushion of allergy shots while he figures it out. It’s safe. No it won’t kill you. Yes he made sure. Just, uh, maybe don’t ask your best friend their opinion on needles for a while….

In the meantime, he completely hates the current situation. He finally meets someone that he’s (mostly) fine with touching him, and they CAN’T TOUCH HIM without a HAZMAT SUIT. Just the worst. Awful times.

Normally, he’d have you around almost always, but, unfortunately, that’s currently not ideal.

Starts trying to keep things extra clean around the lair for you. Also everything that can be sanitized is sanitized. Good luck in the cleanliness prison after you get kidnapped later on.

The best about keeping distance, since he already wasn't super touchy before this whole situation. While he might tap you on the arm or something once or twice, it's nothing serious and you won't have a problem with him on that front.

Going back to the hazmat suit real quick, while it does do its job well, it's definitely not the most comfortable thing to wear, and you'll probably end up getting too hot pretty quick, so chances are you won't willingly be wearing it all too often. Donnie may occasionally force you to wear it, but otherwise you (usually) just... don't have to.

Leo

He’s the one who finds out you’re allergic. It was an accident he SWEARS. He only wanted to give you a pat on the arm when April first introduced you to them! How could he have known you’d get hives where he touched you?

At least he knows how to treat it. He managed to guide April through treating it, after which he sulked while rereading some Jupiter Jim comics.

Has a personal grudge against your immune system for daring to make you allergic to him. How dare your cells get mad about him.

When Donnie tells him that he might have “a fix, bro”, Leo jumps at the opportunity- oh thank god, he can finally hug you!

…Doesn’t mean he’s not super bad at focusing on actually working on it. Don’t worry, he’ll fix it eventually, just have a little patience.

Honestly, this is your chance to BOOK IT away from them, because none of them are as clingy as they will be after your allergies are cured/suppressed, which gives you more time to leave New York before things go from bad to worse.

Anyway, Leo’s about as clingy as he can be without physically clinging onto you for hours on end. Constantly hanging around you, like a ghost haunting their killer, except you’re not the one who kills people.

He might end up using your allergy to try and manipulate you away from his brothers. Mikey keeps forgetting to keep distance, Donnie’s suffocating and makes you wear a hazmat suit, and Raph almost treats you like a sopping wet cat that he has to take care of, so why not just stay with him?

As much as he likes to criticize Mikey for forgetting, sometimes, particularly early on, he gets a little too close, and your allergies flare up, and while he does genuinely feel kinda bad, he will exaggerate his remorse for sympathy from you. He genuinely does try and apologize for it later, and he probably portals you two somewhere nice and gets you a couple of trinkets you like or find useful.

Mikey

Absolutely heartbroken!

His love is allergic to him! This is awful!

2nd most panicked when they first find out. Is their new friend ok? Did they mess up?

If you have a low tolerance for pain/allergic reaction symptoms and cry a little he probably will too. High empathy, man…

He’s really understanding after everything’s resolved and they figure out you’re allergic to them. He tries his best to keep a fair amount of distance between you and him, but he tends to naturally be physically affectionate, so there may be a slight adjustment period. He really doesn’t mean harm though.

He occasionally tries to bring you something from the mystic city that he thinks would be safe- a small figurine, maybe a sketchbook if you also like doing art, if he manages to bargain for/steal a piece of jewelry, he’ll also give that to you.

As I mentioned before, Mikey’s pretty big on physical touch, but since that’s off limits (for now) he’ll try to show you affection in any other way he can think of

Mostly quality time. He likes to take you with him when he explores through the sewers/city to spraypaint a couple of blank walls, and he’ll probably get you to try it too, and regardless of your skill level he’ll tell you it’s great

After Donnie and Leo finish making the cure, Mikey squeezes the LIFE out of you- he doesn’t mean to practically strangle you, but he’s fairly strong and he got excited, so he does feel a little bad afterwards.

Will decorate the hazmat suit Donnie gave you if you let him. He'll put stickers on it that match his and draw fun patterns that may or may not relate to him in some way. Maybe the spots he has, or the face on his knee pads. It's pretty endearing, even if his brothers may occasionally glare at him. In Mikey's opinion, if they're really that jealous, they should add something themselves.

Raph

And the award for most paranoid goes to….

Ok but really, he’s the most overbearing about it. This probably isn’t a surprise, but it’s still something I've gotta mention.

You don’t really have to worry about Donnie making you wear the hazmat suit- he gets it, not a fun sensory experience- other than a couple stand-out occasions, but you will have to convince Raph fairly often that you’ll be fine without it.

To be fair, it’s partially because he also forgets not to touch you sometimes, and while he’s better about it than Mikey and most of the time Leo, he’s also self-aware and protective enough that he’d rather be safe than sorry.

If you’re having an allergic reaction, he’ll either get Leo/Donnie/April to help you, or go find the hazmat suit Donnie made him a while ago when Splinter got sick and then help you himself

There’s a chance he might not do great though, as he’s not always the best under pressure and tends to panic when the people he loves are hurt or in some sort of extreme situation, especially when it comes to you (seriously, he treats you like a porcelain doll), but you can be reassured that he’ll do his absolute best to make you safe and comfortable.

Feels terrible after, pampers you a lot after the ordeal. Every time, not just the first few.

If he wasn’t the one who caused it, then he’s definitely pissed at whichever of his brothers made your allergies flare up. He won’t kill them, and he won’t lose it and drop kick them into tomorrow (yet. If they ever intentionally trigger your allergies he might snap some bones) but there will be a noticeable irritation and tension for at least the next few weeks between him and them.

He’s super excited after Donnie and Leo finish the allergy shots! I personally headcanon him to be the second touchiest of the brothers (Mikey being the most touchy, of course) so there’ll be a lot more casual touch between you two after. Hugs, headpats, you get the idea. If you try to tell him to stop, he’ll be very upset, though doing his best to understand, he will try to respect your wishes.. Before going right back to it after a week tops. Sometimes he genuinely does forget, after all, he does have a fair amount on his plate, but sometimes he does intentionally wait until he thinks he can get away with it again before jumping right back to how things were before. He’ll vehemently deny it, but no matter what happens, you’ll likely never really get him to stop for an extended period of time.

#yandere rottmnt #yandere tmnt #rottmnt x reader #rottmnt leo #rottmnt raph #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt mikey #augh im so unhappy with raph and mikey's partsss #i shouldve known getting fixated on leo and donnie and forgetting about raph and mikey wouldve come back to bite me #<---- did not plan on writing fanfic when she started watching the show #sorry mikey and raph enjoyers i hope this was satisfactory #anyway i havent like #proofread this.#also none of my friends have ever watched rottmnt so im stuck with no one to check me on my characterization #pray for me

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indieyuugure · 7 months

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I have to know in the indie turtles: how is raph's temper? does he get out of control or he found a way redirect it?

BTW I love your artwork keep going strong and remember to take break when you need it.

Yeah, Raph’s got a temper big time! That’s why he has so many creative hobbies.

His temper used to be much worse, and so Splinter gave him drawing stuff to help him outlet his emotions into something non-destructive and violent. He’s actually really good at art too. He’s kinda shy about it though since he feels like it doesn’t really fit with his tough persona. He also listens to a lot of heavy music that helps him vent his anger, and will often listen to music while draws to help calm down.

Now, even though he has martial arts, drawing and music to help him not explode at every little thing and try to murder his brothers on the daily, he still has a much fierier temper than all of his brothers. He often gets the most pissed off with Mikey since Mikey finds it funny to purposefully make Raph angry.(poking him, asking the same question a million times, purposefully humming the same 5 seconds of a song over and over cause he can’t remember what comes next, etc.)

Raph is very sweet when he’s in a chill mood, but he does have a tendency to be kind of violent when showing his affection. He’ll often pretend (sometimes not pretend) to punch his brothers, or will brush/bump into them.

Sometimes if Leo’s reading or doing something like that, Raph will playfully tackle him and they’ll wrestle on the floor for a bit, usually until one of them submits the other.

Good question! :]

#tmnt #q&a #indie’s turtles #indie tmnt #indie tmnt raph #ninja turtles #teenage mutant ninja turtles

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tmntxthings · 9 months

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一∑ Collection of Lies・゜・。

author’s note: it’s high time for something slightly fluffy, not all the way, but kinda sorta, at least not dead on heart-stomping angst right??? RIGHT???

warnings: crack, cursing, gaslighting, manipulation, slight angst, sprinkle of fluff, attempt at dry humor, unedited

word association: compulsive liars, denial, heartbreak, telephone-game, sarcasm, dramatic flair

song: “ 50 Ways to Die by Train ”

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When you thought the next couple of weeks were going to be rough. You didn’t think people were going to call you worried about fatal accidents. Not once did this happen. Not twice. An unreasonable amount of times did your friends call you up, texted you, or even barged into your humble abode to question your wellbeing.

It had been heartwarming at first. Cute afterwards. And quickly became annoying and overplayed later on.

You hadn’t been to the lair in a week. You were busy watching a show when Mikey called your phone that night. You answered on the second ring, before you could speak a word, Mikey could be heard wailing. So much so you had to bring the phone away from your ear. You put it on speaker instead.

“Mikey?!?” You shouted over his sobs.

“Y-y/n?!!???!!?” He sounded surprised that you had answered. “Is that really you???” He was all sniffles. “Uh, yeah, you called me!” You reminded him.

“But I thought you were in a plane crash!” He exasperated. You were stunned to say the least. “What???” Was all you could think of.

“You went to Tahiti or at least tried to! But the plane went down and you died!” Michelangelo expounded further, only furthering your confusion. “Mikey, none of those things happened. Who told you that??”

The line went silent for a moment.

A moment more.

“Hello???” You said into the receiver wondering if the call was still going.

“Still here! Hmm! Looks like I got some things mixed up, whoopsy! OH— gotta go Y/n it’s Hypno—“

And just like that the line was dead.

Now that last bit was nothing out of the usual. The turtles all seemed to be perfectly fine with calling you during odd times like fighting a villain.

What was not normal was the death assumption?!

Whatever!

…

The next day.

Donatello texted you.

[ Is it true that you got crushed in the back of a garbage truck? ]

[ .-. no. wtf? ]

[ Thought so. Thanks. ]

[ hey, you can’t just drop that bomb and dip! ]

[ donnie??? ]

[ akwkcjkwpifiowpwjdeppqoddjqk ]

He didn’t text you back until you had just dropped the topic completely.

But you’ll never guess what happened the day after that. April checked up on you! Visiting your apartment, when you had opened the door to greet her, her face instantly looked relieved! Like she was expecting the worse.

“Hey April?” Long into the visit you decided to ask what had been bugging you. “You didn’t hear anything weird like I’d died in a plane or garbage truck did you?” You were sure April had been asked weirder questions.

“No no nothing like that!” She assured. But her eyes darted away after holding contact for three seconds. Your eyes narrowed quickly. “But?” You threw out.

“…but I heard you fell into a pool of cement mix..”

Your eyebrows couldn’t raise any further. Conveniently. Too conveniently. A call buzzed April’s phone, saying it was her mom and she had to rush back home. She spoke over all your hurried questions and thrown out accusations.

This was getting fucking weird!

And Raph, the last person to check-up, had no hopes of getting out of your questions. Because when he landed on your fire escape. Tapping on your window. You didn’t say a peep until he got inside your room. And just as quickly as you let him in, you locked the windowsill. Now you knew Raph could easily break down the wall if he wanted to escape. But that was the thing, he hadn’t really wanted to. In fact he looked pretty torn up whenever you asked who had spread the rumor “that you had been eaten by a lion.”

A fucking. LION. Where in New York City would I—

“At the zoo!” Raph said tapping his index fingers together meekly.

“Raph, just tell me what I want to hear.”

You had a pretty good guess as to who was behind what now but you needed the affirmation that you weren’t just going batshit crazy.

“It’s…”

“Well…”

You wanted to pull out your hair!! He was being torturously slow. “Spit it out Raphala!”

“Ever since last week Leo’s been acting so weird! And every time we ask why you’re not hanging around or coming over he keeps giving us these weirdly detailed responses about…well how you died!” He says this in one big breath, like he couldn’t get it out fast enough.

You had clued in on it being Leo, but it was just too childish. All because you had broken up with him? He was going this far??

Raph watched as the gears in your head turned. As your expression grew harsher. He cleared his throat. “Ya know.. Raph thinks Leo’s pretty torn up about the whole thing. He won’t admit that you two broke up. He’ll say anything other than that.”

Oh boy had he. Raph thought it was helping to provide the list of lies Leo had fed them all this past week, ‘That you had:

Met a shark underwater,

Drowned in a hot tub,

Fried getting a suntan,

Struck by lightning,

Fell down a flight of stairs,

Caught in a mudslide,

Run over by a crappy minivan,

Danced to death at an east-side night club.’

By the time Raph noticed this wasn’t helping whatever case he was trying to build he coughed and went back on track. “What Raph is trying to say, is Leo’s in denial. Bad. What happened between you two?? If you don’t mind Raph asking..”

You sighed, shoulders slumping slightly. “It’s for his own good Raph, a case of the right person, wrong time.” Your eyes were set in stone on that one. Raph nodded in understanding. “A-and I didn’t want there to be any misunderstandings so I was pretty honest.. maybe brutally..”

You rubbed the back of your neck. You hadn’t wanted to give him any hope. As mean as that sounded. If he wanted a chance in the future with you, then he needed to seriously focus on himself for now. At least that’s what you had thought. Leo obviously didn’t agree. You smiled at his pranks now. Rolling your eyes at the drama of it all.

“I don’t want there to be any hard feelings Raph, especially between all of you.. Mikey, Donnie, April.. you guys are my friends!”

Raph gave you a soft smile. Nodding. “And you’re ours. He just needs more time. The lies were pretty unbelievable to begin with but ya know, we had to check just in case!” He gave you a teasing wink before standing and going over to the window. He unlocked it and you watched from your seat.

“Tell him, he’s being ridiculous!” You called as Raph gingerly maneuvered out of your window.

“Oh he knows that already.” Raph assured.

You got up, racing to the window to watch Raph take off to the building next door. “Tell him… he’ll be okay.” It was spoken low, but you knew Raph heard it as he jumped from your building to the next.

You closed the window. Locking it.

Wondering how many more ways you would die.

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。・゜・。{ Leo’s POV }。・゜・。

He heard fractions of words.

His heart was paralyzed.

“…Meant to be…It’s me not you….For your own good…”

Words from your lips.

Hurting him. Stinging his heart and pride.

Whatever. He didn’t care. It’s cool.

How could you leave him??? The two of you were perfect! It was meant to be! You wanted space??? Fine! He’d go on like this never had happened in the first place.

So when his brothers asked where you were? Since ya know the two of you had been attached at the hip for so long! He lied. Lied recklessly. Lied habitually. Lied in detail with intensive background. He didn’t care as long as it meant he didn’t have to say the words “broken up.”

He’d never ever admit to that.

“Huh? Y/n? Oh she took a trip to the Sahara, Desert and dried up! Yeah just poof sand!”

Okay maybe they weren’t the best lies ever created. But it got the job done. It spelled out, “don’t ask.” And yet all his brothers kept doing was just that. Like they were expecting him to finally say something different.

Like he was going to say how disappointed he was. Not even in you. But in himself. For not changing, not seeing the signs, not doing enough before it was too late and now the consequences were at his shell.

Leo sighed, flipping a page of a Jupiter Jim comic without even really reading it. He wasn’t good at goodbyes. You knew that. Surely you knew this was how it would be. What was worse, Leo still wanted you. Wished for you to be back already. Missed you. He still had some of your things too! But until you saw the error you drastically made, or he somehow lost his big old ego! Things were at a standstill and he surely wouldn’t quit lying…

Until he ran out of them. That and ways to say ‘die.’

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I loooooooove your future 2012 AU of the boys. They all look so badass and cool but still them and its so GOOD. I wanna consume them.

I also had some questions if thats okay? What happened to Leo's leg? Did his knee injury gradually get worse and he was like "lol im gonna cut it off" or did he get reinjured in that spot and that was basically the end of the entire leg? Also how old are they in this AU? I know they are supposed to be adults but like in their 20s? I'm just wondering cause their character sheets dont have ages. ALSO LEO BEING THE SHORTEST MADE MY ENTIRE LIFE. (Props to Mikey for finally gaining some height). And I LOVE Donnie's long ass bandana tails, he looks so cool but so dramatic with them its great. Anyway thank you for your time and this beautiful AU!

AIHDDJHDJD THANK YOU SO MUCH IM HAPPY THAT YOU ENJOY THE FUTURE 12 GREMLINS. as traumatised as they are, they’ve worked through it despite some really rough patches. they definitely still have their bad days and nightmares, but they’ve learned to grow together and help each other through those bad times. they’ve changed and grown in their own way ofc, but they needed to relive the teenage years that they’ve lost, that’s why they’re still somewhat themselves in my au :)

LEO’S LEG

it’s actually a mix of both! leo kept pressuring his knee and over the years it gradually became worse — since he kept pushing his knee beyond it’s limits it keeps getting re-injured. the final straw was him snapping his knee again (completely this time) during a nasty fight and had to chop it off. the phantom pains he gets from his missing limb is… horrible, to say the least.

(BUT THAT FIRST SCENARIO YOU MENTIONED WOULD BE SO FUNNY THOUGH. imagine leo waking up one day and going, “oh wow. this knee injury hurts really bad, maybe i should chop it off. lol im actually gonna do it.” cue him barging into donnies lab like “DONNIE. I DEMAND YOU CUT MY LEG OFF” “WHAT?!” “CUT MY LEG OFF IT HURTS” “OF COURSE IT HURTS WTF ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT YOU’RE THE ONE WHO KEEPS INSISTING THAT YOU SHOULD ‘TRAIN’ IT.” “yeah but i think my blood circulation isnt working look my leg is pale” “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK LEO” and boom. leg no more.)

AGES

they should be around their late 20s in this au, i hc that for every season of the show they age one year. so at the start they were like 15, and the show had 5 seasons (granted s5 was a bit messy and was full of aus and past flashbacks, but there was that demodragon arc and stuff) so they would be 20 at the end of the show. specifically they’re like 28 :) they are kinda old but hey at least they don’t have to pay taxes in the sewers…

HEIGHT PROBLEMS

oh god, when raph suddenly had a growth spurt it was horrible for leo. he was relentlessly being teased every single day and raph would NOT let off. and then when MIKEY hit being 1cm taller than leo, the teasing fucking doubled and he was downright miserable. they kept growing while leo was barely getting any height. he’s still their sensei though — and he makes them do extra training as punishment for the relentless teasing :) donnie doesn’t join in on the teasing (sometimes he does) but he does snicker when raph and mikey make jokes about leo’s height. it’s funnier for him because he’s been the tallest out of all of them since day one.

MORE ABOUT DONNIE

and yessss i loved designing donnie! since he was tall everything about his design had to compensate for his height so i figured long mask tails and a long lab coat would do the trick. his brothers were concerned over him tripping on his mask tails but he hasn’t, not even ONCE. he is one graceful, careful boy. he braids it or ties it into a bow whenever he does lab work so it doesn’t accidentally slip into one of his chemicals somehow. sometimes he lets mikey do it for him :)

thank you for the questions anon!!! these were super fun to answer and i hope it helped clarify a little more about the au :))

#tmnt #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2k12 #teenage mutant ninja turtles #2012 leo #2012 raph #2012 donnie #2012 mikey #leonardo tmnt #raphael tmnt #donatello tmnt #michelangelo tmnt #headcannons!!#future! 12 tmnt #future!au #blitz talks gibberish #asks

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23. Least Favorite Student - TMNT 2012

Somebody take this kid away from me, I can't stop being mean to him.

"Very good, Michelangelo." Master Splinter's fond praise rings across the dojo.

Raph shares a grin with Mikey. Always nice to hear some positive feedback, even when it's not directed at him. Besides, his brothers are probably the coolest people ever, and they deserve recognition for that.

"Raphael." He straightens at the snap in Master Splinter's tone. "You would do well to heed your younger brother's example."

The reprimand draws all the good feelings from his body. Like any rebuke from his father, it stings all on its own. But it's not just that. It's the violent see-saw his voice does from warm to cold. It's the way he says younger brother, as if it's shameful Raph's not on the same level or better than Mikey. As if they aren't the same age. As if Mikey couldn't wipe the floor with all of them if he tried. And it all compounds until it feels like a blade carving into his heart.

He grits his teeth. "Hai, Sensei."

Master Splinter sends him to practice kata on the other side of the dojo while his brothers continue to spar. Just when he thinks it can't get worse. Sensei knows sparring is Raph's favorite part of training. He struggles to focus on each form as his mind runs away from him.

This is proof Mikey's a better student than him. Leo's obviously a better student than both of them. Then it doesn't matter where Donnie falls because Splinter's always liked Donnie almost as much as he likes Leo for all he does for their family. So that makes him, Raphael, the worst of them all. Then again, he'd always known he was Sensei's least favorite student, least favorite son. He's too angry. Too rebellious. Too aggressive. Too stubborn. Too loud. Too much too much too much.

He makes it through the rest of training on autopilot, and he knows Leo can tell because he shoots Raph an odd, searching look between matches. Leo better not ask if he wants a hug again because Raph will start sobbing or entirely shut down, and neither is an option in front of Master Splinter. He doesn't, and no one else pays him any extra attention. At least, until Sensei dismisses them all, then Donnie won't leave him alone.

He's just trying to get somewhere quiet and secluded, preferably with a door that locks and thick walls that muffle sound. Preferably his room, not the lab that Donnie's dragging him toward, but Raph's too unsteady with the weight of some impending something hanging over him. He can't walk straight, he can't focus. Donnie's talking about all the things he has to do for the lair and needing something, and come on, Raph, can't you help him?

Raph's not entirely sure he can breathe anymore.

Donnie stops abruptly, peering closely at his face. "Raph," he says like static, "You good?"

Raph is not good. There is no way he can make it to his room in time for what is about to be a cataclysmic panic attack. Instead, he stumbles past Donnie through the open door of the lab. Fat tears drip to the floor moments before he does, and then he's sobbing so hard he thinks he must be drowning.

He's not sure how long he chokes on his own tears before warm hands reach for him. His limbs are detangled, pulled upright, and tugged forward until his chin rests against a shoulder. Donnie's voice washes over him, counting a familiar breathing exercise while his claws click in sync against Raph's shell. The lungs beneath him expand and deflate with exaggerated emphasis.

They sit plastron to plastron on the floor for a long time.

"Was this," Donnie says haltingly, "about what Sensei said to you? Today? In training?" His voice trails off like he doesn't want to be wrong. Like he doesn't want to be right.

Raph, still tucked into him, shrugs. Cold and spent, but he gathers his voice past the rasp in his throat. "I guess. Just happens sometimes."

"I. Ah. No?" Raph grips tighter as Donnie tries to pull back. "I mean, yeah, sometimes Sensei can be kinda harsh with his criticism, but if this is how you react to it—"

"No," Raph coughs, shaking his head. "Just a bad day, I don't know. It's fine."

Donnie gives a disgruntled rumble, tugging at Raph more insistently. "It's not fine. We should talk to Sensei about this."

Raph jerks back, masking his panic with a glare. "Don, stop. It doesn't happen. Today's just, a weird day, okay? I can handle it. It's not Sensei's fault my emotions are broke, and I can't take a bit of correction."

Donnie's eyes are painfully intense, but he doesn't speak. They stare at each other, and he still doesn't speak. And the silence grows heavy and thick until—

"Fai."

Raph grimaces. That one syllable is such an unexpectedly devastating blow. He squares his shoulders in an effort not to shrink. Donnie hasn't called him that since he was five years old. Which was only a couple of weeks ago, but still.

"Fai," Donnie repeats, coaxingly soft, like trying to talk a kid out of their shell.

Words rush out of him, "I'm sorry I'm not little anymore."

Donnie's face goes through a complicated reboot process. "You're sorry you're not what?"

"Little, a kid, de-aged." Raph clarifies, flicking his hand.

"Why would you apologise about that?" Donnie is almost comically wide-eyed. "I'm the one who did that to you. If anything, you should be mad at me."

Raph shakes his head furiously. His breathing has picked up again, and Donnie's once soothing rhythm against his shell makes his skin crawl.

"I'm too much," he gasps. "I was easier like that."

Donnie snorts, "You definitely weren't."

His breath catches.

"You were five, Raphael," Donnie deadpans, as if that explains everything.

When Raph just stares at him, he continues, "You had no emotional regulation, a penchant for mischief, and usually made absolutely zero sense. You would suddenly have opinions on things you'd never heard of before. You were so maddeningly adorable that Leo gave you whatever you wanted. And Mikey was apprenticing you in all things prank-related." Donnie leans in with a glint in his eye Raph can't guess at. "If we didn't get you back when we did, there probably would have been an outright war."

Raph suddenly crushingly realises that he has always been and will always be a horrible person. A horrible student. A horrible son. A horrible brother. He knew it. Sensei knew it. He's—

"Hey," Donnie drags him out of his spiraling thoughts with a pat on his cheek. "I'm still talking. Five-year-old Raph was an agent of chaos, but you were also incredibly kind-hearted, quick to forgive, fiercely protective, hilarious, and still my favorite brother."

Donnie smiles at him, and Raph sees—thinks he sees—kindness and love but also something bittersweet and sorry. "You're still all those things, Fai, and more. But there is nothing about you that could possibly be too much, and I want no other version of you than this one right here." He punctuates his message by thunking their foreheads together.

And they sit like that for a long time. Long enough for Raph to really start breathing easy again. Long enough for him to start believing his brother means it. Long enough to start feeling embarrassed by this whole chain of events, but never let it be said Donnie knows when to leave well enough alone.

"I didn't realise you have panic attacks," he has the gall to half-ask conversationally.

"Only sometimes," Raph grumbles, then shrugs. "That one was kinda bad."

Donnie hums and then gets that breakthrough look on his face. "Probably because I dragged you to the site of your most recent trauma. Oh, sewer apples, I'm an idiot."

"Hey." Raph smacks him. "Don't call yourself that. You're too much of a genius to be an idiot."

Besides, he’s wrong. Sure, a lot of crazy stuff happens in this lab, but Raph has only ever felt safe when he’s here with Donnie. Being alone in here? Usually a bad idea. But this is Donnie’s domain, and he likes seeing his brother in his element. Confident and commanding and sometimes even cool. As if he can hear Raph's thoughts, Donnie grins lopsidedly.

And then, cutting to the heart of it, he declares, "If I'm a genius, then I say you're not broken."

"Don," he pleads.

"Uh uh," Donnie chides cheekily, "You said I'm a genius. I'm smarter, I know best."

Raph narrows his eyes. See if he ever says anything nice to Donnie again.

"You're not broken, Raphael." And Raph is surprised at how fast he stops bragging, at his utter sincerity. "You don't need to be fixed. I'll take you however you are. I promise."

Raph would weep if he hadn't already spent all his tears for the year. "Whatever you say, genius."

That crooked smile comes back. "I love you, Fai."

"Yeah, yeah, I love you, too, nerd," is what he says, but Raph is sure his gratitude and joy are obvious.

He kicks away, pushing to his feet and ignoring Donnie's aggravated scoff. "Now tell me what you need help with, and maybe I'll decide it’s worth my time."

"What would I need help—Oh." Donnie looks sheepish, rising to his feet but hunching his shoulders. "I just needed to grab my controller. I wanted to play that new video game from April with you."

And that, that right there is Donatello at his sweetest. Something's changed since Raph was little, he's still not sure what. But Donnie's making an effort to spend more time out of the lab, and it matters. It matters so much.

"Well, if you wanted to lose so bad, all you had to do was ask," Raph turns and marches toward the pit, determined to leave the bad feelings of today behind.

"Oh, it is on, Raphael!"

#march for raph #surprise!#you get donnie's fics back to back #thanks for the awesome comments and reception to puzzling y'all #made my day #this is the chronological conclusion to this series #but i have one more part planned with little raph and mikey #shrunkified raph and the aftermath #tmnt 2012 #tmnt #writing off the rails

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infernothechaosgod · 6 months

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I wanted to make it into a comic at first but I had trouble imagining it in that form

So here! Take this angst idea outta my hands

Also heads up i kinda go into ptsd in this one so if that makes you uncomfortable Go away, drink some water, eat a meal, take care (also plant a tree)

Leo and usagi both often meet up on rooftops of the hidden city's buildings And talk, usualy it's just them having good time telling eachother stories they like, and leo sharing his "family secrets" from time to time (mikey got so many of his recipies rated out by leo)

But sometimes they had a worse day, sometimes both sometimes just one of them and the air then is tense the one acts diffrent and the other notices and tells em to spill it out

One night usagi and leo talk about how awful flashbacks and triggers are, about how youre absolutley helpless towards them and there EVERYWHERE

it feels pathetic to be so startled by just red light, something big being behind you or even the sound of metal, leo can't help but yell in fear sometimes when raph oh his beloved raph his protector his brother makes him remember the time he almost died by the hands of that monster just by standing behind him

They both have trouble with those, because there everywhere and sometimes talking about them is just so embaressing, you can't just go to hueso's and go "Hey can you change the color of this lamp or take it away? Yeah it reminds me of the time I almost died and i might have a panic attack because of a fucking light color"

They both also don't really know why they vent to eachother out of all people so much, or should I say they woudn't admin it to themselfs

Leo vents to usagi, because he doesn't feel that bad when he's worried. after all they see eachother like this alot, at some point they got used to it, but his family? The family he cares about more? He cannot let them worry that much. And he loves usagi but not as much as his family

Usagi vents to leo because honestly he has no one stick around for this long to him, he wants leo to stay with him and care for him but he doesn't expect it, he expects him to leave very soon and grow sick of him, and since he's gonna leave he might as well take some of his thoughts and pain away, afterall there has to be a reason no one else wants to even talk to him

#rise leosagi #rottmnt leosagi #leosagi #rise usagi #rottmnt leonardo #leonardo hamato #rise leo #rottmnt leo angst #rottmnt leo #rottmnt angst #rottmnt raph #rottmnt usagi #im so silly #im so normal

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bluepeachstudios · 8 months

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GitS Adjacent Asks

Definitely not. Phantom would be pissed enough at Splinter for the both of them. Ghost and Phantom are incredibly co-dependent on each other, to the point where sometimes certain emotions are left to one of them while the other handles a different emotion.

Something to remember about Ghost is that his anger in canon is 90% Raphael. When he was with his brothers, he was the mediator. He brings logic to the equation, thinks things through. Raphael is the emotion, passionate and empathetic. Michelangelo is the release, the reminder to have fun, and Leonardo is the responsibility, the reminder to get things done. Ghost went from being co-dependent with them, where when Raph and Leo were angry Ghost didn't need to be angry, he needed to be calm, to being alone and having to sort out his feelings for himself.

A lot of the anger Ghost has is him feeling what Raphael would have felt, or what he believes Raph would have felt. He doesn't even realize he's doing it. Leo shows through when he's being Responsible Mother Hen, and Mikey shows through when he's pushing himself to be with the kids, to let himself be loved, to goof off a little.

With Phantom, Ghost takes on the calm/kinda silly role. He makes jokes to lighten the mood when Phantom gets too serious. Reminds him to calm down. Ghost takes on a bit of Mikey's role while Phantom takes on a bit of Leo's. But being angry? That's always been Phantom's territory. If anything it's gotten worse because he relies on Ghost to calm him down.

Phantom avoids Splinter if he can help it. He'll snap at him whenever anything happens that Phantom doesn't think is good for the kids, or if he thinks Splinter's being a bad parent. He's LIVID about mutation days. Ghost generally runs interference. He realized early on Splinter wasn't their father, and yeah he's not a GREAT dad but he's also clearly got clinical depression and some anxiety.

Ghost gets along okay with Splinter, he definitely doesn't agree with everything he does but he also has more empathy for him than in canon. Phantom gets angry enough for both of them, so Ghost tries to go in after and smooth things over. This generally works, Splinter's just glad one of his alternate kids don't hate his guts.

Anyway I went off on this so hard, very sorry fghkdjfgh

He generally doesn't like to fight, but he thinks Warren Stone is pretty funny. He just slingshots him. Mike also has the ability to remember the guy! He's very good with faces. He likes bantering with him, ESPECIALLY likes to piss him off.

Otherwise, pissing off Draxum is his favorite pastime. :)

Splinter is in tears, Ghost is so small, so cute, so completely unaware of what a failure he is. Baby Ghost just likes his fur because it reminds him of his Father!! Father's a rat too, his name is Splinter too, are all rats named Splinter? Are all Fathers named Splinter??? He also insists his name is Donatello. Donny. With a Y. He is not a ghost!

Ghost would probably be more relaxed. That Splinter is much more like his own dad (more dad-like) but he's a really good dad! Ghost's used to helicopter parenting, that's,,, kinda how he does things. For the boys, he'd be Very Much Olde Man. Like he's as old as Splinter. That's Dad aged. They jokingly call him Mom and then it just sticks he's just Mom now.

He has no idea how to handle it fghkdjfhgk he's just confused like WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CRACKED A CONCRETE WALL WITH YOUR SHELL AND ARE FINE BUT YOU GET KICKED ONCE AND YOUR SHELL BREAKS--

#asks #gits adjacent

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phoebepheebsphibs · 4 months

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I will never actually write this because it was too sad (even for me and my angsty skills...)

A while ago, I came up with the idea to write a really sad fic about the turtles. Duh.

A goal with all my fics is to have a moment where I make the audience cry, or at the very least get emotional. And this was no exception. It’s a personal challenge for me, to see if I can get my audience truly invested. But, I also need my fics to have a PURPOSE. So, if I was gonna write a sad and angsty fic, I needed a way to bring it to a moral or happy ending, to show a reason why the characters went through what they did, rather than just have a story for story's sake. So, I went about coming up with a synopsis for a story that showed how to deal with grief and guilt and hopelessness. But after several months of writing and ideas, I realized that it simply wasn't working out. The story wasn't just sad or angsty, it was utterly depressing. The message of hope even after death wasn't pulling through... and in addition, I got worried that the massive amounts of despair in the story were going to be detrimental to my mental health, if not also for the readers. Thusly, I scrapped the plot.

So fair warning, the stuff you're about to read is very emotional and kinda dark...

Naw I ain’t playing, turn back now while you have the chance.

CW: LOTS. OF. DEATH. Major illness, disintegration, intrusive thoughts, suicidal thoughts, even a suicide attempt.

I was even in the process of making cover art for it (which I do for all my fics lol)

The fic literally starts out with a note from April (the narrator), explaining that she documented everything and warns the reader that this story does not have a happy ending. It takes place about a week after the invasion, and the family was having a rough time. Mikey's hands were absolutely scorched, Donnie's immune system was shot and he seemed to be getting ill, Raph was having constant panic attacks, and Leo wasn't getting better from his injuries. To top it all off, a new government branch was setting up camp in NYC and interrogating people about the events of the Krang attack. April had narrowly escaped but figured the Earth Protection Force would come back for her. Meanwhile, Leo’s injuries weren’t healing like they should have and he was getting worse… Eventually the family caved and asked for help from Agent Bishop and the EPF, but after some doctors and scientists took a look at Leo… they realized there was nothing anyone could do. They’d waited too long. Leo was not going to make it, and all they could do was make him comfortable for a few hours before he... yeah. So everyone said their goodbyes, and I actually have some snippets of dialogue written down and it makes me cry every time. Donnie had the worst reaction, upset by Leo's peace with the situation and devastated by his loss, believing that he never showed his appreciation and love for his twin as much as he should have. Leo attempts to comfort Donnie, but eventually tells him to "get over it". A few hours later, Leo dies in his sleep, and the room erupts into grief and panic and chaos until Donnie, in his pure anger, punches a hole through the heart monitor and leaves. Leo is given a viking send-off in the Hidden City, and afterwards, April asks what they are supposed to do now. Donnie angrily repeats Leo's last insight: get over it. April goes home, and after her parents ask her how her day was… she bursts into tears.

Several weeks later, Mikey tries to get Donnie and Raph to talk about their feelings, but they both refuse. Mikey himself is having issues, his hands not healing quickly and he wonders if he will ever be able to make a work of art again. He manages to get Donnie to admit his guilt of not being there for Leo and still holding anger and resentment towards his twin for sacrificing himself and dying. Mikey suggests that he speak with Raph, but Donatello refuses. Later, during an attack, Raph was knocked out and Donnie collapsed from his illness, which he had been hiding. Mikey realizes that it's left to him and uses his mystic powers to portal his brothers to safety, at the cost of his own life. Mikey comes to terms with this, believing that what he did was his mangum opus, and he feels no pain as he vanishes, greeted by Leo in the afterlife.

Donatello and Raphael mourn the loss of two brothers, and Donnie finally talks with Raph about his grief over Leo’s death (in honour of Dr. Feelings’ memory). However, his declining health is brought to light and Donnie is placed in quarantine. Casey Jr. identifies his illness as a common Krang disease, one his mother died of, and the group work overtime to create the cure. Raph stays with his last sibling and keeps him company. Donnie gets more and more sick, and one night while April and Casey are working with Agent Bishop to finalize the antidote, Donnie's fever worsens and he sleepwalks, hallucinating Mikey and Leo's return and them comforting Donnie and telling him that the others will be alright in his absence. Donnie senses that his time is almost up. Raph finds him but doesn't understand what Donnie is seeing or who he is talking to, and takes him back to bed. April and Casey finally finish the cure and rush home, hoping to make it back in time, but find Raph asleep by Donnie's bedside… Donnie having just succumbed to his illness a few hours prior.

Raph is left as the last one alive, dealing with extreme survivors' guilt for outliving his brothers and blames himself for their deaths. April tries to comfort him, Splinter, and Casey. (Casey notes that history seems to be repeating itself in reverse order— that while in the alternate timeline Raph died first and Leo last, the opposite has been happening here, and Casey fears that Raph might actually die somehow very soon.) Meanwhile, Raphael tries to atone for his guilt by overdoing the vigilante work on his own. Eventually he decides that it isn't enough, he can never atone, and he misses his brothers too much… so he writes a note to April and emails it to her, then goes to the Hidden City to pick a fight with Heinous Green... and let him win. April receives the email and she and the others rush to save Raph, who at this point has already found Heinous Green and is letting him beat the ever-loving life out of him. Halfway through, however, he realizes what he is doing and that his brothers would not want this for him, but it's too late... April and Casey find Raph near death and attempt to save him, but he goes unconscious from his injuries.

While April, Casey, Splinter and Draxum work to heal Raph's wounds and revive him, Raphael dreams of the afterlife, meeting up with his brothers and apologizing for everything. They comfort him, yet also explain that he has to wake up soon; and how April, Casey, and Splinter still need him. Raphael asks if he can stay, to which they promise that he will be okay without them and someday they will see each other again; that they aren’t mad at him for their deaths, but that he cannot speed up their meeting. Raph agrees to go home, to which they all say how proud they are of him. Raphael wakes up with his family around him, relieved that he survived. Later that night, he and April have a discussion where she scolds and berates him for trying to leave them, saying that she had no one left. He admits his actions and apologizes and promises to get better.

In an epilogue, April explains that it has been a full year since Raph’s injuries, and he is doing much better. The Hidden City made a memorial for the three lost brothers in honour of their sacrifices. Casey Jones Jr. has been doing better as well, though he will often have nights of panic and moments of grief that only Raph can get him through. Agent Bishop works with Raphael and Casey to keep the city safe from mutant attacks, and they work to create a new team, hinting to characters like Mona Lisa, Venus De Milo/Frida Kahlo, Leatherhead, and other characters from the comic series. April ends by stating that at the beginning, she said the story did not have a happy ending. She stands by this, stating that the story has not ended and will continue for as long as they live, and that she does her best to remember her friends and keep going on, not for their sake, but for her own. And that one day, she will see them again.

And as if THAT wasn't heart-wrenching enough, I also planned a short after-story of how something like 80 years later, The Hamato ghosts get ready to welcome Raph into the afterlife, showing Leo preparing a house for him and Mikey decorating and Donnie gardening.

So yeah this is the most depressing and heartbreaking thing I've ever written, and I ACTUALLY SPARED YOU FROM THE DIALOGUE I HAD WRITTEN TOO

#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #tutant meenage neetle teetles #rottmnt leo #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt raph #rottmnt fic #rottmnt writing #depressing stuff #angst #i made it get really dark there for a bit #yeah so i don't think i'm gonna finish this one...#pain #rottmnt angst

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eveandtheturtles · 1 year

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So you think bayverse Mikey gets insecure about being the shortest/smallest ?

Lol this is so random and you can completely ignore this but it's been in my mind all day and how his brothers would conform him and stuff😭

Huh! You know what! I think you are right and you should say it louder. To be fair I think he has other insecurities as well (and honestly all of them do. Raph, Leo, Donnie. But it's not about them rn).

Brace ya self I am having HC/ opinion and might be speaking outta my ass lol. And oh I am very chaotic with my thoughts so there's that

In Poland we say "it's darkest under the lamppost", which means the most obvious things are hardest to spot. Mikey is perceptive to others emotions but kinda blind to his own until someone points something out. Like

"Mike, why do you keep flying on that board."

To be fair I think the height insecurity easily relates to his other fears. He is the youngest, the smallest. He isn't as smart as Donnie and often says things others find annoying. He doesn't have "a great burden of leadership" like Leo, isn't the big protector like Raph. He is the silly one. He just wants his family together and have fun with them. Be with them. But he sometimes feels worse than them. Smaller than them in both height and purpose.

Maybe it was a mission that went wrong. While the other brothers were trying to run damage control Mikey didn't know what to do? His brothers' backs now so much taller and competent than his own.

I think first to notice something would be April. She is the most inquisitive - pros of being darn good reporter.

She notices how Mikey isn't cracking as many jokes as before. He spends a lot more time up in the pipes, not even flying around just sitting above everyone.

Mikey has always been an open book. He wears his heart and thoughts on his sleeve like 90% of the time. So a gentle push and a smile is all it takes for him to spill his guts and worries to her. Plus, how can he say no to April, his favourite human.

He wished to be taller, like Donnie. He could reach further, maybe go faster. Prevent bad things from happening. Help people better.

April reassures him or tries to and just hopes to get him to talk to his brothers. She promises she would be there with him to provide support. He's also her friend.

So she gets them all together. She gives Mikey the stage and he starts talking. Probably too much because now he's crying and the brothers just group hug him and just remind him of all the times he saved their hides. Yeah he's wild but being their wild card is good. He's so artistic, great at music and what's important he has so much compassion for others and emotions are so easy for him. Being the heart of the family doesn't make him less important. Without him the family is out of whack.

Raph probably remind him how being shorted than him has it perks because Raph can't get through narrow and tight spaces like Mikey can. And he's not as fast as Mikey.

Family isn't being uniform unit. It's their differences that make everyone work so well together - Splinter reminds them to cherish who they are and build each other up because of the differences not inspite of them.

Then Raph grabs Mikey and sits him on his shoulders. He wants to be taller? Then big bro can carry him around.

Special pizza delivery that night ;)

Hope this was something you were looking forward to XD

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tastybluesprite · 1 year

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Idk if your still doing request I haven’t been on here in awhile but if you would like to, could you maybe do something for ROTTMNT like Donnie being overwhelmed (maybe because of too much work and lack of sleep?) and Leo to the rescue to comfort him? Reading something along the lines of that seems like it would be a cute story you know? Well the beginning isn’t cute but Inhope you get what I mean lol. It can be a tickle fic if you want it to be (I’m pretty sure you write tickle fics right?) or not idc, sorry if this was long lol

Headaches

Hello! Thanks for the request! As I am mostly a tickle fic writer, I chose to write it that way. I hope you like it even still. It’s not so angsty, I just wanted to write something chill and fun.

(Also to those who send prompt asks I am still working on it. I just kinda needed some casual writing like this right now lol)

Warnings: Tickling so if that’s not your thing just keep scrolling :)

Donnie sat in his lab, his brain feeling like it was running 100 mph. This wasn’t an uncommon thing for him. Usually his tech and building new machines brought him comfort, but this time it didn’t work. Maybe it was worse than usual?

He didn’t know. All he knew was that he wanted relief of the pain in his head.

“Hey Donton dinner is ready!” Leo called loudly as he popped his head through the door way.

Donnie groaned. Great. Another nuisance to fuel his headache.

Leo noticed Donnie clutching his head and understood almost immediately. “Bad headache huh?” He asked, changing his tone to be softer as to not overwhelm him anymore than he likely already felt.

“Yeah. I’m fine though. No need to worry about me. Tell Mikey and Raph I’ll probably join later or something.” Donnie told him as he winced at the new flair of pain.

“Maybe I can get you a Tylenol or Ibuprofen?” Leo offered.

Donnie considered this. “Honestly… that would be wonderful. Thank you.” He said, his hands still clutched to his head.

Leo dashed to the bathroom cabinet and returned with the painkiller and water to help it down. Donnie took it and gulped down the water gratefully.

They stood in silence as if waiting for something to happen, and Donnie broke it by groaning again from another flair of pain.

“Yeah sorry bud, the painkiller still needs time to kick in.”

“Yeah you’re telling me.” Donnie muttered, rubbing at his head as if that would do anything.

Suddenly an idea struck Leo. He knew a great way to help him feel better.

Leo crept around behind him, and gently began scratching at his younger twins sides. Donnie yelped as he instinctively grabbed onto Leos wrists, already giggling.

“W-wahahait!” Donnie protested. However he did not push his brothers hands away, which told Leo he didn’t actually mind.

“What? I’m just trying to make my poor baby brother feel better!” Leo insisted with a fake gasp.

“Yohohohu’re ohohohnly ahaha fehehew mihihinutes ohoholdeheher- NONONOHOHO!!!” Donnie was interrupted when Leo shoved his hands into his armpits. Donnie immediately slammed his arms down tightly.

He stayed there, a mess of cackles, until Donnie screeched, “OHOHOKAY STOHOHOP PLEHEHEHAHASE!!”

Leo could tell he meant it and he did so, pulling his hands away.

It took Donnie a bit of time to finally catch his breath, until he said, “Wohonder what Ahangelo mahade for dinneher…”

Leo smiled at him as he helped his genius brother up and they headed to the kitchen.

Leo was so glad he was able to help Donnie feel better.

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gladiatorofthevoid · 1 year

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Rise April Challenge: Day 4 Dream

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(Kinda streched the prompt a little, but I like it. There is some bad grammer but it’s on purpose.)

Raph knew it was coming, even before the jittering and zoning out started. There was only so many life-and-death situations his brain could take before it decided to take a vacation and leave him behind. But it was only when he woke up to find himself not in his bed, but standing upright in the middle of the lair, that he realized how bad this was going to be. So, knowing he had very little time, Raph began to prepare.

The whole lair was raided for blankets, pillows, and cushions to add to Raph’s ever growing pillow fort in his room. (It’s not a nest, not a nest, not a nest. Even if he stole sheets from his brothers’ rooms so it would smell familiar. It’s not a nest.) The kitchen is emptied of snacks and water bottles. He moves every single one of his teddy bears into the fluffy pile and he sets up a speaker to play the sound of running water. He moves the more important or breakable items on to higher shelves, or out of the room all together. He’s already. Now comes the embarrassing part.

He decides that Donnie is the best one to tell. He won’t stress about it too much and will be able to talk the others down if they start panicking. Still, Raph sifts nervosity as he stands outside Don’s lab. He shakes his hands out and breathes as deep as he can. He can do this. He can do this. The snapper knocks on the door.

“Come in!” Donnie calls and Raph crouches through the door and into the dim lab. He crinkles his nose at the smell of metal and oil, and he squints at the weird light. The purple light always made it look both too bright and too dark. Don loved it, but it always confused Raph even on a good day. Which today defiantly wasn’t.

Donnie was hunched over one of the worktables with one of his battle shells, his arms half buried inside an open panel. He didn’t look up as the Raph got closer.

“Uh... Hey Donnie? Can... um... we talk really fast?” The genies looked up from what he was doing, goggle lenses glinting.

“Of course, large compatriot. What’s up?”

“Uh...” Oh man this was not fun. “So, I’m not really going to be around for a bit.” One of Don’s robot arms pushed up his glasses so he could give Raph a worried look. “Not literally. I’m not going anywhere. And it's nothing bad! Raph promises. But I think I’m just going to go a little... weird? Soon.”

“You’re going savage.” Raph winces at the word. It is accurate, but it still makes him uncomfortable. It always makes him think that he could hurt someone.

“Yeah.” He nods.

“Do you need anything?” Raph waves his hand.

“Nope, I got everything set up.” He’s quite proud of himself for that. “But could you or someone just check in to make sure I didn’t do something...”

“Of course.” Donnie says

“Great. The key is hung up next to the door.” Raph moves to the door, but his brother’s voice stops him. “You’re locking yourself in?” It’s so much softer than what he’s come to expect from his standoffish sibling. Raph’s shoulders raise straight up, and he freezes.

“Uh.... yeah. I’ve been sleep walking and I don’t want to wander off.” It feels like a confection.

“Are you sure?”

No. He isn’t. The idea of not being able to get to his brothers is awful, and being trapped alone is way worse. But he can’t just go walking into the sewars. (A small part of him worries about more than just him getting lost. He worries about blood splashing across his face. He worries about bones in his mouth. He worries about dead brothers.)

“Yeah, I’m sure. It’s fine, Don.” Raph leaves the lab and hurries to his room.

Raph is warm and soft. He is safe and good. He cuffs at the thought and tries to sink deeper into the warm-soft-nice. This is good. He should sleep.

He smells something... important. Something that is also good. Raph snuffles around till he finds where it’s coming from. A thick blanket. He covers his face with it so he can smell it better.

It smells twirling-acrylic-orange. Mikey. Mikey is good, very good.

Where is Mikey?

Raph lifted his head and pushed back the blanket to look around for his littlest brother. (Not so little anymore, but never as big as Raph. No, never. He never needs to be as big as Raph.) Mikey wasn’t there. None of his brothers were. That was bad. Bad bad bad. Raph needs to get them, to share this soft-warm-safe feeling with them and so they could all sleep.

He gets to his feet and wanders to the door. He tries to shove it open; it doesn’t give. He grunts and pushes again. Not good, not, not, not, not, not. He wines thinks about breaking it down. He needs his brothers. But it seems like so much work and his brothers are safe. He knows that he just... wants them to be safe here. Is that too much to ask?

He returns to his nest and flops down onto his stomach. It’s not as good anymore.

Raph wakes up to something squirming against his side, and hushed words that are hard to understand. He cracks his eyes open and finds a familiar shell lying across the edge of the blanket.

The shell looks like flowing-glimmering-blue. Leo. He looks to his right and finds Mikey leaning on him and drawing in his sketch book, while talking with Leo. Two brothers, it makes him well up with yes-yes-yes-good feelings but where is-

A voice cuts through his thoughts. It’s shifting-sparking-purple. He turns to Donnie who is sitting on his left with his tablet in his lap looking at Raph questioning. Did he ask Raph something? The snapper lets out a little grumble to ask what Don needs. Words are too hard right now.

Donnie reaches over and offers the eldest a water bottle. Oh, yeah Raph needs that. He rolls to his side disturbing Mike who yelps at the unexpected movement, he takes the water and drinks it. It tastes so good! Should water have a taste?

He hands the bottle back to Donnie and looks over everyone. Safe. They are safe and good, and they’re here which is so much more good.

Raph’s mind is worried about them being here. It says that they are not safe if they’re here. That them being here is bad. But that doesn’t make since Raph is here. And Raph can protect them. Even better than that, even if Raph can’t keep them safe, they can keep each other safe. Leo is strong and Donnie is smart and Mikey is kind. They’re so good that they could keep him safe if he needs it.

(He won’t though, because he’s big and they’re little. No matter how big they are or how strong, they will always be his little ones. His. His. His little ones! He loves them, loves them, loves them-!)

Raph’s mind slips into the haze of pride-love for his brothers, drowning the worry. He lets Mike lean against his chest so he can draw and throws an arm over Leo’s back so he can feel him. He wants to tough Don too, but he knows that tough can be bad for his little brother, so he holds back. Raph can hear him tapping on his tablet anyways.

He closes his eyes and just lets the overwhelming feelings wash over him but doesn’t go back to sleep. He doesn’t need to. He has his family all around him, safe and good. He doesn’t need to fight or run or even understand what is being said, he can just be. It’s the greatest dream Raph could ever have, and he doesn’t want to miss a second.

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Every step you take, I'll be watching you

Ask Casey how good he was at lying before meeting Mike, he'd say "sure, yeah, maybe, kinda?"

Not the best.

It was almost scary how quickly he adapted for Mike's sake. To be fair, he was just following the turtle's advice. memorized a lot of it unintentionally, just from hearing the same words over and over again. It started to come as easily as breathing to him.

So when Raph asked "You good Case? You're slower than usual."

With zero hesitation Casey responded "Yeah, just hockey practice kicking my ass. Coach wants to be sure we're at peak for a game coming up."

The turtle grunted as he nodded in response, jumping across to the next rooftop and pausing to wait for the human to catch up. Said human still struggled to keep up when it came to jumping from rooftop to rooftop, but he'd like to think he was improving at least a bit. He thought this as he took a deep breath, bracing himself as he took a step back to get a running start. He knows better now than to aim for the full other rooftop so he instead aims for the fire escape, he'll be loud but at least he knows Raph will yank him up the rest of the way before anyone can peek out.

...

He's learning a bit too well from Mikey.

It doesn't help when that exact chain of events plays out.

"Shit Case, would it kill you to try to be quiet?" The red masked turtle asks with no real heat behind it as he pats Casey's back.

"Cut me some slack dude! I wasn't raised a ninja like you guys." Casey shives Raph with fake offense, a smile still on his face, carrying on the same as always.

Truthfully, he did feel bad, they used to hangout a lot. Just roaming the streets, putting thugs and criminals in their place. He even considered it therapy sometimes.

Shivers.

He practically skidded to a stop as he caught a familiar ice cold eye from around a corner, in the shadows. Would Mikey risk something like that? He thought this as he stared at the shadows.

Nothing? He could've sworn...

"Uh, Case? You good?" He turned to Raph as he heard his voice and his expression of worry made him realize he fucked up. Not because it looked like he spaced out, it was the unhidden expression of fear that Casey's face currently wore.

It was worse when Raph approached and then turned to look at the same corner.

In a panic, Casey let out a forced laugh "Shit! That rat was huge!" He tried to feign relief as he pat Raph's shoulder "Sorry for spookin ya there dude."

Please work please work please work

"Oh fucking hell Case, don't scare me like that. I thought you saw Shredder or some shit."

Holy shit it worked. He had to hide how proud he felt, he pulled that excuse out of thin air and it worked!

...

He was proud of being a good liar to his best friend...

Maybe... it wasn't such a good thing.

Despite that bump, they continued travelling from rooftop to rooftop, patrolling the streets., shooting the breeze. The odd exchange forgotten.

Until Casey feels that familiar shiver of ice cold eyes on him, but this time he ignores it. Him and Raph had found some purple dragons, looked like they were trying to break in to some... hardware store?

Whatever, he didn't need to understand why they were committing crimes, just that they were asking for a beating.

Raph jumped down, stealthy like the ninja he was, moving through the shadows. Before Casey could join him, he chanced a look behind him.

Nothing, just the shadow cast by pipes and tubing.

Huh...

Casey turned back to look at the thugs, but a flash of ice cold blue at the corner of his eye, made him do a double take.

Still nothing, just shadows...

Was he losing his mind?

He was snapped out of his stupor by Raph beginning the fight below. Yeah, best to enjoy his time out doing what he does best, so without any more hesitation, he jumped down and joined the fight.

It didn't stop.

Always behind corners, always in shadows, always just at the corner of his eye.

Ice cold blue.

The worst part was how quickly he was adapting, aside from the initial mess up at the beginning of the night, Casey had quickly adapted to hiding how he was lowkey freaking the fuck out.

How did Mikey do it? One night and Casey felt like he was going insane.

Harder than it looks I know...

Casey whipped his head over to the corner of the alley he and Raph were currently in, a gasp accompanying the quick movement and alerting the aforementioned turtle. They were currently sitting on a fire escape, they had stopped for a quick bite and sitting next to each other so no way Raph missed that.

He could've sworn he saw those ice cold eyes observing him from the dark, and heard that monotone voice...

"Case...? You sure you're okay? You've been kinda..."

Wait, what?

"...off..." Raph looked worried, shit. Guess he wasn't playing it as cool as he thought he was.

Casey put on a casual smile, at least he tried, he wasn't sure anymore. "I'm fine dude. Maybe I just need more sleep or somethin..."

Raph seemed to be about to push the subject, but his T-phone rang, interrupting him. Said turtle took it and stood "One sec. Yeah?"

Casey tuned out Raph's conversation as he stared at the shadows below. Was it the lack of sleep? Was Mikey just getting that much into his head?

There's no way it was actually Mikey right? Well... He is a ninja...

"Case?"

He cursed as he jumped, snapped out of his thoughts. Fuck, he has to stop doing that, Mikey taught him better.

Raph was clearly still worried but he continued "I'm gonna have to head back, Donnie's about to burn down the lair with whatever new nerd shit he's working on. Comin?"

"Sure." Casey may have responded a bit too quickly as he hopped back to his feet. "I ain't feelin tired yet anyway."

Raph was concerned, shit, Mikey was gonna know.

Casey was both surprised and grateful that Raph didn't push any further on the way to the lair.

Things seemed normal for as long as it took for them to get back, and even as they arrived. They immediately heard arguing and screaming as some half formed robot flew around and...

Huh, Raph was being literal.

But despite the flames the robot spew, Casey felt nothing but cold as he locked eye contact with the turtle that hadn't left his mind all night. Raph had quickly joined the other three, distracted as they chased around the bot.

It was enough of a distraction that Mikey let his mask fall around his eyes. His smile was the same faux warm smile, but those eyes were the ones most familiar to Casey.

It only lasted a few seconds before his mask went back up. But this time the cold lingered, Casey could feel it in his chest.

Message received.

Don't fuck up.

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teetle-time · 5 months

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random snippet i'm kinda proud of lmao. minimal context:

one of those 12/rise xovers with rise!leo 🤝 12!mikey: otherdimensional exiles

EXCEPT it's 12!mikey who ends up stumbling out of his canon and into the other one, then needing help getting home

things have happened and the rise gang feat. 12!mikey have secured a connection to the 12!verse during the timeskip at the start of the farmhouse arc

timing is ehhhhh call it a month or two after each dimension's big kra(a)ng invasions (rise movie, tmnt s2 finale)

anyway. 12!mikey and 12!raph chaos causing duo of all time reunited google send tweet

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Raph found himself pacing along the porch as Donnie spoke rapidly into April's phone.

"So you've been working on a portal to get from your dimension to ours for how long, exactly?"

Twelve steps, reach the edge, turn.

"That just about lines up with how long it's been since-! Well."

Twelve steps, reach the edge, turn.

"You're sure? It hasn't exactly been a cakewalk here, either."

Twelve steps, reach the edge-

"Oh, yeah, the clearing the house is in is massive. Why do you ask?"

Raph's eyes widened as the first couple shapes stepped out of the forest and into the dying sunlight.

The first was Casey.

The second-

"MIKEY!"

Raph's voice burst from his chest before he even realized he wanted to speak, and he vaulted over the railing just as fast, sprinting to where the two stood-

-a gargantuan hand hovered over Mikey's shoulder.

(In about thirty seconds, Raph would realize the truth and promptly feel like the world's biggest idiot.)

(But then, that was still thirty seconds away.)

Raph's eyes widened, then narrowed as he poured on the speed. "Don't you lay a paw on my brother!"

He leapt over Mikey and tackled the huge shape with enough force to send them both tumbling end-over-end back into the woods, much to the dismay of his opponent and those nearby.

"Oop-!"

"Gah!"

"What the-?!"

Raph just focused on landing as many hits as he could the second his enemy landed on their back- not that it mattered much, what with the way one of those titanic hands quickly wrapped around his shell like a one-handed hold on a quarter-pound cheeseburger and lifted him up with ease. He struggled and tried to keep swinging at his enemy, but his arms and legs were just too damn short.

Mikey's voice cut through the haze. "Dude, chillax! D'you really wanna punch yourself in the face that bad?!"

Raph blinked and actually took in his adversary, letting his limbs go limp.

A turtle in a red bandana looked up at him and blinked right back, then chuckled as he sat up, still holding Raph like a burger. "Eh, Raph's had worse, and if I saw some huge guy I didn't recognize reaching for one of my bros, I'd go after him without mercy too. No harm done!"

The tonal whiplash from the overly-cheery voice to the downright threatening undertone and back nearly made Raph's head spin, not to mention the use of Raph's name (presumably) in reference to the giant himself, so instead of trying to unpack all of that, he just shook his head and drawled, "So, can you, like, put me down now, or…?"

(And, yeppers, thirty seconds had gone by and Raph was feeling decidedly stupid.)

"O-oh, of course!" The huge turtle said, gently setting Raph back on his feet before withdrawing his hands.

Raph just swallowed before turning back around to face-

Mikey stood there with a soft smile on his face and a hand on one hip. "Careful, there, Raph. If you keep charging people twice your size for me, I'm gonna start thinking you care."

Behind Mikey, Raph saw Donnie and April running up to the group, and around the edges, he saw more unfamiliar turtles in eerily-familiar colors watching him curiously, but all of it was relegated to the back of his mind.

"You're…you're actually here," breathed Raph. "I'm not dreaming, or, or hallucinating?"

Mikey pressed his beak tighter together and held out his arms, his eyes visibly growing wet. "Not a dream or a hallucination, bro. I'm back, in the flesh."

Raph stormed forward, "Don't you ever," grabbed Mikey, "do that again," and yanked him into a bear hug, "you absolute idiot!"

"Wasn't planning on it," said Mikey, voice wobbly as he clung to Raph.

"Good."

And Raph's voice was not thick with emotion or anything of the sort.

Obviously.

Donnie and April quickly launched themselves at the two of them, with Casey slinging an arm over Mikey's back.

Mikey just sniffled. "I…I missed you guys. I missed you so much-!"

Huh.

There had been many a time when Raph had openly said that he never wanted to hear Mikey's voice again.

Now that he was hearing him for the first time in a month or so, though, Raph didn't think he could go a day without it anymore.

Even if Mikey was straight-up sobbing into Raph's shoulder and…and…

…why had Mikey stiffened?

"…Raph, Donnie, April, Casey…" Mikey's voice was quiet, first to count off each of the four of them, then in a vain attempt to keep steady. "Guys…

"…where's Leo and Master Splinter?"

#D E S P E R A T E L Y hoping this isn't too OOC lmao #12 #rise #tmnt #…well. tangentially rise. rise raph gets a few lines and their presence is due to a significant alteration to 12!canon.#it's mostly 12 gang here tho #self fic #tmnt 2012 #rottmnt #id in alt text #tcest dni

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