A fanfiction based on Nickelodeon's Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2012).
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Teenage prodigy Andromeda Rhodes needs a few things to be happy in life; her professional-type lab in her bedroom, her genius-level IQ, and her best friend, April. But one night, when things go awry during a simple walk through New York, Andi comes face-to-face with one turtle with a purple mask and a bo staff that not only becomes part of that list but also triggers something she's never felt before...love.
This story is directly inspired by the events of the 2012 Nickelodeon series. I do not own any of the characters, I only own Andi Rhodes. A good amount of the dialogue will be derived from the show, though Andi's dialogue is entirely my own.
This story takes place throughout the entirety of season 1. Once it's finished, I'll publish part 2 which will take place in season 2, and the cycle will continue until season 5.
Author's Note (Please Read Before Anything Else)
Prologue: The Journey on Both Ends
Chapter 1: The Very First Night
Chapter 2: The Gravity of It All
Chapter 3: Burning Red
Chapter 4: 'Cause When You're Fifteen
Chapter 5 (Interlude): Wonderstruck
Chapter 6: Instead of Just Invisible
Chapter 7: It's Nice To Have A Friend
Chapter 8: ...But I Just Can't Prove It
Chapter 9: When It's Time To Go
Chapter 10: Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye
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And I've got oneshots, if that's your thing!
Note: These stories take place throughout the series - they are not just limited to season 1. ๐ฉท
It's Been a Long Time, Hasn't It? - Season 2
Andi's Path - Season 3
In A Storm With My Best Dress - Non-canon, NSFW
Even In Your Wildest Dreams - Non-canon, though it would take place in season 1
Morning, Her Place - Non-canon
Don't Call Me Kid, Don't Call Me Baby - Season 3
Standing Alone In A Crowded Room - Non-canon
Just Too Soft For All Of It - Non-canon
It's Supposed To Be Fun... (Part 1) - Non-canon
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Andi's Birthday - July 17th, 2023
Whispers to Talking, Talking to Screams - October 31th, 2023
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A/N: I have a favour to ask you guys. At the end of this excerpt, there's a poll. I need your help deciding what Leo's next move will be. It'll make more sense in a moment, I promise. Enjoy! ๐
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Leo sat, staring at his brother's text for what felt like hours, struggling to psych himself up enough to oblige. He'd anticipated this - no matter how sincere his written apology may be, Raph would never accept anything less than an in-person one.
[I'm not reading this shit. Be a man and pick up the fucking phone]
.
.
.
Of course, Leo suspected part of that reason was so he'd be near enough to strangle...
Still, Raph deserved something.
With a tremulous breath, Leo finally pressed 'call', putting the shell-cell on speaker before bringing it near his lips.
The second ring barely sounded when the receiving line accepted. The leader braced himself for a barrage of insults and death threats, but none came. Only breathing...
After several long moments of this, Leo finally opened his mouth to speak-
"Why...?" Came Raph's quiet, gravelly voice, striking guilt through the eldest brother's heart - he'd been crying.
Leo failed to answer initially, unsure whether to ask for clarification - for fear of upsetting him further - or just assume the specific situation Raph was referring to. To his relief, his brother continued.
"Why'd you do this to me...? How could you think this little of me? That I'd... I've nevah and will nevah... or-or was villifyin' me the only way you could justify to yourself the shit you've put us through? ... What the hell was your endgame, huh? Were you seriously hopin' she'd leave me for you?? How fuckin' little do'ya think of her-?!"
Leo winced at that. "R-Raph-"
"Y'know," Raph sniffled. "I'd planned on askin' Val to be my forever-"
A shuddered breath forced its way past the leader's lips as he buried his face in his hand, the weight of those words settling over him, like an lead blanket...
No...
"I even gotta ring made; forged it outta my old Sai... But'chu couldn't help yourself, could'ya? You just had to stick your nose where it didn't belong... and now-"
Raph's tone had fallen cold, shooting chills up his brother's spine. "Because of you, dear brothah, it seems I've lost... everything-"
"...Y-you broke-"
Click.
"We're on a break. And if you value your life, I suggest you stay right where you are; cuddled up with daddy, like a little bitch. Cos, believe it or not, Val's angrier at you right now than I am."
A/N: We're finally up to where I'm at presently with this story. Yay! ๐ I hope yous are enjoying it and that it's not too convoluted ๐
TW! Suicidal ideation
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Val had been staring at her shower curtain for so long, the once black and white geometric pattern had blurred into a monochromatic mess. Her pelvis ached and legs tingled from the prolonged, awkward seated position on the tile. Her scalp squeezed her skull like a vise.
It was official: she no longer had tears left to cry; nor the mental fortitude to continue repelling the not-so-great thoughts attempting to seize her mind.ย
She felt strangely hollow and heavy at the same time; perturbed by how okay she felt at the notion of never waking back up should she lay her head back, right now, and let sleep finally take her.ย
But what bothered her most was the chuckle that followed; scratching her tender throat as she languidly shifted into a more comfortable position.ย
Yes. Instead of reaming herself out for being, what she perceived to be, selfish and melodramatic - as she usually did, whenever these kind of thoughts arose - she fucking laughed.ย
Jesus, I'm losin' it...ย
"Val...?"ย
Val bit back a sigh, door thudding softly as she dropped her head against it. She'd foolishly hoped that, if she hid away long enough, her best friend would eventually give up and let her self-destruct in peace...ย
"Mags missed you..." Mol sounded so close, her voice practically vibrated against the back of Val's head. "You should've seen her when I came in this morning: 'Mom, is that you- oh, it's the babysitter. Feed me, peasant', heh..."ย
No response.ย
"...Val, w-what happened?"ย
Val could still feel the plush velvet on her fingertips, and the surprising weightiness ofย that tiny halo of steel as it dropped into her palm. Then Raph's face, when he walked in on her with it.
She'll never forget that face. Never before had she seen such panic in a man's eyes; like his entire life had flashed before him.
"Ya weren't s'posed to see that."
Those words cycled through her mind, growing louder and more contentious at each rotation. Reminding her of how royally she'd fucked everything up. ย
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(10 months earlier...)
"Alright, everyone shuddup! I need to focus..."
"Focus on what? I thought we agreed to kill everyone-"
"That doesn't sound morbid at all, Mikey... and I didn't agree to that - you two did."
"Why would'ya wanna keep Emily alive, anyway? She's a bitch-"
"I don't care. I want at least someone to live through this sh- AAH-!"
"Whoa-!"
"OhmyGod ohmyGod ohmyGod-!!!"
"Quick, they're gonna getcha-!"
"What is that- SHIT! Triangle, triangle, triangle- NO-!!"
"WHAT IS THAT?! ... Ohhh, my God. Please, don't die...!"
Leo chuckled wistfully as he watched the three bicker like children, from the kitchen. In spite of the cards Val was dealt those past couple weeks (assault, charges and associated court drama), the leader was relieved his friend could still be, for the most part, her vivacious self.
They hadn't yet spoken about that night; the night they were forced to get a little too close for comfort, after he'd saved her life. She'd never approached him with it, nor he her. But, admittedly, it occupied his thoughts often; primarily how her touch and perfume still lingered on his body...
He understood now that that was the beginning of the end, for him. Despite his best efforts to remain emotionally detached from this woman, he'd in fact grown attached; and how...
Leo's heart did the new clenching thing at Raph's arm stretching over the back of the sofa, behind Val's head; fingers unwittingly searching for her shoulder. The moment they made contact, the leader tore his gaze away; refocusing on the two mugs of partially made green tea on the counter, before him... and the decision to finally let her in.
Deep breaths, Leo...
"WHAT?! ... You-!"
Two pairs of sniggering voices abruptly filled the air, accompanied by grunts and thumps shortly thereafter. Turning outward again, Leo found Val looming over his red-banded brother, bandaged hand snug against her vintage band t-shirt, repeatedly smacking a cushion over his head with the other.
Glimpsing the TV screen, two sharp, gangling thumbs thrust themselves inside the screaming woman's eye sockets, silencing her instantly.
"Why *smack* would *smack* you *smack* do *smack* that?!" Val exclaimed over Raph's broken laughter, and Mikey's howling. "She was doing so well-"
"Not anymore-"
"Yeah, cos your menace of a brother knocked my arm-"
"I'm s-sorry," Raph wheezed, finally granted respite. "I couldn't resist-"
A low, pointed whistle drew Leo's attention to the lab's entrance, finding Donnie peeking through at him. He offered an expectant look, to which the purple-banded brother grinned and nodded downward; to the smallish lidded box in his hand - Val's gift.
Returning the smile, Leo nodded in acknowledgement before clearing his throat, addressing the others.
"Excuse me, children," He called wryly. When Val frowned at him, he chuckled. "Put the cushion down, Pocahontas-"
"Call me a 'child' again and I'll-"
"You'll what?" The terrapin smugly challenged. "Not get your present?"
That shut her up.
She gave the others a quizzical look, to which they smiled knowingly. Raph pecked the top of her hand as he snuck the cushion out of her now lax grip.
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Seated in the common area, the brothers shared anxious glances as Val proceeded lifting the box's lid, smiling in bemusement at the hand-sized, cylindrical device sitting snugly inside.
"It's a portable bล," Donnie clarified, when she looked to him expectantly. He leaned forward to carefully remove the device from its container, turning it in his hands as he continued.
"It's spring-loaded. So, when you press the trigger, here-" the terrapin's thumb hovered over the centre pushbutton; eyes trained on Val's face, to check she was watching - she hadn't blinked.
"It'll extend-" Confident nobody was at risk of being struck, he proceeded pressing down; the woman flinched - with a gasp, then a nervous titter; earning a comforting shoulder squeeze from Raph - at the once 10-inch device abruptly quadrupling in length.
"-to about four feet... You can lock it into place using this mechanism, here... To bring it back down, simply slide both ends in, like so... then use the mechanism again."
Setting it in Val's readied palm, Donnie offered her a doleful smile. "Perfect for your purse."
As her fingers closed around the device, Leo - seated in a dining chair alongside his purple-banded brother - chimed in.
"We wanted to give you something that couldn't easily be used against you," he remarked gently; blood cooling at the notion that, had he not acted when he did that night, she very likely wouldn't be sitting across from them right now... "Something with which you can still protect yourself, but not cause serious damage. Because, we..."
Swiping his tongue over his parched lips, the leader proceeded gesturing to each of his brothers, then himself; sharing a knowing glance with Raph. "We know you've been struggling with that, lately..."
At that, Val promptly lowered her gaze. The brothers caught a flicker of regret in her mien as that titter made the rounds again; cheeks flushing a brilliant red. "I-I, heh... I don't... know-"
"Dudes," Mikey interjected, sensing their friend's discomfort. Practically leaping from his armchair, the terrapin wittingly leant across an irritated Raph to reach said brother's girlfriend. "You forgot the best part! ... See this, here?"
Guiding Val's fist open, Mikey proceeded carefully turning the device until a near indiscernible etching crept into view. She squinted at it:
Dudette = Baddest Bitch
A snort promptly escaped her; heart lifting, Mikey finally exited Raph's personal space with a self-satisfied smirk - mission accomplished.
"She loves my handiwork," he gloated, earning a playful eye-roll from not just his brothers, but Val included.
"I'm surprised you used the equality symbol correctly," Donnie remarked wryly.
The youngest brother preened. "See, I'm not just charm and good looks-"
"You also know first grade math," Raph quipped, offering a now crabby-looking Mikey a thumbs up. Donnie and Val broke into snickers; Leo chuckled to himself, rolling his eyes once more. "Good for you."
"You're an ass-"
"Alllright-"
"Thank you."
The room fell silent at Val's voice. Her grateful, teary-eyed smile panned from one brother to the next; clutching the gift firmly against her chest. "Thank you... for this. This means... t-this-"
She blinked and a tear slipped past, prompting a concerned Raph to wrap an arm around her back and squeeze gently. There was that titter, again.
"Raph's done a brilliant job, arming you with such skill in such a short amount of time..."
Turning his gaze from his eldest brother to his girlfriend, Raph smiled down at her amorously. "I had a good student." he murmured, squeezing her again; causing her cheeks to flush once more.
Leo could now feel the strain of every muscle in his jaw as he forcibly maintained his smile. "So, we've been talking, and... we want to teach you the way of the Ninja-"
Val's eyes bugged out at that, breath catching in her throat.
"-like our... father did us-"
"A-are you serious?" The woman's lips finally tweaked upward as an astonished chuckle escaped them. "Are you- w-wait..." Her gaze ping-ponged between the brothers, once again. "Are you sure it isn't my birthday? Did I get bopped on the head, at some point-"
Mikey proceeded lightly tapping her forehead, "Bop"; to which she playfully pushed him away, with her good hand.
"You know what I mean..."
"No," Leo chuckled softly, shaking his head. "No, this... this isn't a trick-"
"You're ready, babe," Raph assured gently. The others hummed and nodded in agreement.
Val gave her boyfriend a mordacious look, raising her injury to his eye level. "I think my beautiful hand would disagree with you-"
"That'll heal, Val," Don reassured, then shrugged. "Besides, you really should start exercising those muscles. L-lghtly, of course, and in short intervals. Recovery's faster that way-"
"Iiin other words..." Mikey interjected, smirking at his purple-banded brother's admonitory look. Ignoring them, Leo proceeded offering Val a hopeful smile.
"So... do you accept?"
Carefully watching her face, the leader pinpointed the exact moment that sliver of doubt melted away; a genuine grin finally gracing her features. "Hell yeah!"
He didn't have to fight to produce this smile. "Good... Now-"
Refusing to allow himself the chance to chicken out, the leader promptly rose from his chair, flashing Raph a knowing glance as he offered Val his hand. "I've one last thing for you."
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.
.
"There's more??"
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"Okay, now I know you're messing with me."
Val's anxious gaze darted between the opened door and Leo's beckoning hand. Despite the invitation, it was clear her mind was struggling to accept it.
He couldn't blame her.
She's never seen the inside of this room. There was never an actual conversation between them about it; she never asked and he never offered. But he knew she was curious; he always felt her eyes following him, whenever he excused himself from the group.
"Val," Leo offered a reassuring smile as he motioned, again, to the dimly-lit doorway. His stomach flip-flopped at her gaze finally settling upon it, brain seemingly losing the battle against her body at keeping the fascination at bay. "I promise I'm not messing with you..."
You should've told her this a long time ago...
"I trust you."
Tearing her focus away from the door, Val levelled him with a gawk so intense those brown orbs could've swallowed him whole.
I deserved that.
After a long, tremulous breath, the woman finally nodded; wrapping her arms around herself as she tentatively stepped inside.
Still lounged in the common area, Raph watched the pair disappear; relieved smile pulling at his lips...
"Brrr...!" Val squeezed herself tighter, feverishly rubbing heat back into her arms as she began wandering about the candle-lined room. Only a handful of dozens were lit, casting an eerie glow over them.
"It is freezing! ... Feels like somebody died in here..."
Leo winced. He knew she was being hyperbolic, but she couldn't have struck that nail head any harder if she tried...
Val turned, finding him standing by the table lining the furthest wall; matchbox in one hand, a singular match in the other. His face must've betrayed him as hers promptly fell, replacing perturbation with patent horror.
So, Raph hasn't told you everything...
"Oh, God..." A hand flew to her mouth as she gasped, half-stepping toward him. "Oh my- Leo, I-I'm so, so sorry-!"
Leo held up a placating hand. "Hey, i-it's okay. You didn't know-"
"It was here??"
Leo's eyes unwittingly flickered to the chabudai in the centre of the room; specifically, the bleach-stained patch of concrete directly proceeding it. The sight alone made his hands itch...
Val was suddenly looking very peaky.
"Are you alright-?"
"I'm- I'm fine-" she politely waved his hand away. "I just..." Squeezing her eyes shut and pressing a hand to her chest, the woman took a deep breath; holding it for a moment, before finally releasing.
"How much do you know about our father...?" Leo carefully ventured, when her eyes reopened.
"Not much," Val managed, clearing her throat of the gunk that had abruptly amassed there. She was now looking everywhere but at him. "Raph doesn't really talk about him..."
Leo sighed inwardly at that. Why does that not surprise me...
"...Is that him?"
Following her gaze, the leader realised she'd found the family portrait; a large, vintage-style frame hanging above another table and a cluster of partially melted pillar candles, to their left of the door. The meagre lighting provided little more than five silhouettes, but he presumed the centermost, non-turtle-like one was what drew her in.
"Yeah, that's him."
Igniting the match already in his hand, Leo proceeded lighting the remainder of the candles before them, earning a timid smile and an offer of assistance from his friend.
"Look at you all..." Val stared in awe at the now fully visible photo. Prying his lingering gaze from her face, Leo finally joined her. "Splinter has the sweetest smile... Raph looks like he has gas-"
A snort promptly escaped the terrapin. "Yeah, well..." He shrugged, then gave a wearied sigh as he attempted recalling the events which led to his brother's half-assed attempt at a 'smile'. "He wasn't in the greatest mood that day. I couldn't tell you exactly why though; it's been years since April took this..."
"That's a shame; he usually has a great smile..."
Leo felt pathetic; the temptation to enquire about his own appearance was damn near unbearable. He quickly switched topics.
"Splinter wasn't well..." The leader felt his jaw muscles tense as his face grew hot, and tears began brimming his eyes. Swallowing hard, to stave them off, he attempted continuing. "We didn't find out how unwell he was until... u-until..."
Leo abruptly tore his gaze from his father's face, levelling it at the ground.
No matter how hard he tried eclipsing that image with this happier, healthier... living one, his efforts always resulted in said image growing stronger; more grotesque...
Your fault.
Val's hand touching his shoulder thrust him back to reality. Looking up, her tender smile was looking back.
"You don't have to say anything else," she reassured, with a gentle squeeze. "Thank you for showing me this... and for trusting me."
If this were their story, he'd have obliged that voice urging him to finally close that distance between them.
But it wasn't, and isn't, and never will be.
So, you should
wake
the fuck
UP.
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(Present)
Pain finally pried Leo from his slumber; pain that had begun as a dull ache, when exhaustion finally, mercifully took him, was suddenly splitting his skull in two.
The leader groaned softly as he hauled himself into a seated position; a sudden coldness blanketing him at the sensation of earth and grass between his fingers...
Tentatively, he turned his gaze outward; flinching at the familiar grave marker mere inches from his face.
The sacramental water dish and ladle toppled over as Leo scrambled to his feet, frantically wracking his brain for the steps that resulted in him spending the night at his father's grave...
His last clear memory of the past several hours was Maggie's inquisitive face and mew, as he padded resolutely through Val's apartment; positioning the bonsai and letter atop her dining table, seizing a final, mournful glance about the room he'd likely never see again, then fleeing into the night.
Nothing about the two-hour drive up here. Nothing about whether he'd run a red light, struck something or someone, triggered a speeding camera... nothing.
Like a spirit floating back into its body, Leo felt his consciousness settle into him as he contritely returned the dish and ladle to the mound, before finally turning to acknowledg his surroundings.
He was indeed where he thought he was.
It was midday, at the very earliest; the harsh, midday sun piercing through the oak's canopy like a kaleidoscope. Across the dirt driveway, flush against the hilltop, sat the charred remains of the bonfire; around which they merrily drank, danced and sang.
He could almost hear it, his last truly happy memory...
Something in the foreground snagged Leo's attention - the van's driver's side door, wide open; interior lights out.
He sighed dejectedly as he traipsed toward it, head throbbing and limbs still stiff from the uncomfortable sleep. If he'd done what he suspected, he'd be making the dreaded call much earlier than anticipated...
Snatching up the keys from the driver's seat, Leo successfully turned over the engine. But before his mind could grant him respite, his shell-cell - face-down on the passenger's side floor - abruptly began buzzing; thrusting his heart into his throat.
For several agonising moments, the leader watched it vibrate along the carpet; unable or unwilling to reach over and answer, he wasn't quite sure. Probably both. Most definitely both...
Finally, it fell still; that sliver of blue light disappearing instantly. Steeling himself, Leo climbed into the van then closed the door; scooping the device into his trembling hands.
Twenty-one notifications; eleven texts and ten missed calls. Two each from April and Casey, demanding to know what the hell was going on. Eight from Mikey, pleading for him to return home. Six from Donnie, expressing hurt at the absence of a goodbye...
Two from Raph; the most recent call, proceeding a short but strongly worded text:
[I ain't reading this shit. Be a man and pick up the fucking phone]
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"Val, it's totally okay if you don't wanna talk right now. But I need you to at least unlock the door for me, okay? Please..."
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.
.
Relief washed over Mol at the sound of languid shifting beyond the bathroom door, followed shortly by the click of the interior lock.
Gaze fixed on the handle, the raven-haired woman rose to her feet; heart lifting further when it tilted and the door finally creaked open, revealing a despondent Val on the other side.
It broke her heart. "Oh, Val-"
Mol opened her arms and attempted approaching, but her friend recoiled; hands shooting between them as she stepped away, shaking her head. Not even Maggie, who had darted for her human the literal moment she was able, could get an ounce of affection...
Mol sighed inwardly. Rejecting comfort: the telltale sign of a Val guilt spiral...
Once her friend was settled onto one end of the folded sofa bed, Mol lowered herself onto the other; reaching into the burning pocket of her jacket. "I've gotta confess something..."
She then produced a creased envelope, holding it out for Val to take. "Leo-"
The brunette's lip curled slightly at his name, but she accepted nonetheless; turning it in her hands from a marked distance. She paused when the etching came into view, lowering her wrists to her knees with an almost mournful look.
Mol continued. "He left that for you. I... w-when I saw it, I was gonna destroy it. I know it's none of my business, but..." Shoulders slacking, she heaved a sigh. "I really, really don't like what's going on between you two-"
"Wha-" Mol spluttered at the sound of frenzied tearing, then the window being shoved open. "What are you doing-"
Val was suddenly staring at her, eyes wide, unblinking and brimming with tears; jaw clenched, nostrils flared...
A now red-faced Mol compressed her lips, gaze darting to her lap.
Gripping the envelope, Val abruptly pushed herself to her feet, beelining for the fire escape.
She watched the now obliterated letter be thrusted out into the street, before the window was promptly slammed shut.
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Because the Discord channel Iโm in is filled with wonderful people and weโve been talking about feelings a lot this morning; we all agreed that we needed some comfort HCs
How would the boys go about comforting their S/O when things go really bad in their life, whatever the reason?
Leonardo
You need to vent, he knows that very well. Heโs patient, calm, soothing as he gently caresses your back or your arm. He understands your pain and your frustration, himself facing similar issues at times with his family. If you need to cry, throw things around, anything! - he will be there. All this frustration needs to go and once things will start to calm down, heโll keep you in his arms, speaking in hushed tones to you, forever soft. โฆ He loves you so much and whenever he sees you in such pain, he wishes he could simply take it away and make it disappear โฆ. but at the same time he knows those hard times are important in order to understand yourself and your emotions. Everything youโre going through, every struggles youโre facing, are all so valid <3
Raphael
Heโd definitely would be ranting alongside you. He knows voicing every concerns out feels good, like the most heaviest weight is finally taken off from your shoulders. All those times he faced those same feelings, he knows very well what youโre going through! Wanna punch the punching bag? Do it. Wanna thrash things around? Youโre welcome to do so. You just want to cry? Pour those rivers. Itโll feel good no matter what. โฆ When things will start to calm down, heโll offer to go take some fresh air, walk around a bit while holding your hand. Youโd both end your stroll by sitting at the edge of a flat rooftop, watching the horizon as he keeps you in his arms <3
Donatello
Oh heโd know whenever you need to vent. The way you walk, hold yourself - heโd ask you to let it all out as thereโs no need to keep it all inside. And thatโs when youโd explode. Talk and heโll listen. Heโll make some comments once in a while, but he knows thereโs no need trying to bring some logical explanations or anything right now. This moment is all about you and you need to know that heโs here to listen. Or if you donโt want to talk, heโd suggest that you write it down, knowing words sometimes are not coming out the way we want in terms of speech, but oh so well when written. โฆ Life can be such a pain in the ass, especially when youโre doing everything you can and people are still complaining. โฆ As you start to calm down, heโll invite you to sit in his lap, keeping you in a loving embrace as he gently nuzzles your hair while slowly petting your skin. Heโd try to shift your thoughts around, make you laugh perhaps with a shitty joke or two. Youโre so beautiful when you smile <3
Michelangelo
At first heโd slightly be taken aback by your sudden outburst, but as soon as he realises that youโre venting, he will totally be invested. Heโd probably end up feeling the same emotions as you do, often leading him into the same rage or sadness, but at least youโre here, with him, talking this through. Heโs glad youโre able to confide in him and share all your thoughts. Everything you do, everything you say, is so important to him and he wonโt let you go until youโve emptied your mind completely. As your inner storm is dying, he will cover you with love, hugging and kissing you. Wanna watch your favorite movie or eat your favorite food? HELL YES. He will take care of you and do everything in his power to make you feel happy and relaxed <3
6: What makes this fic special or different from all your other fics?
7: Where did the title come from?
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10: Why did you choose this pairing for this particular story?
11: What do you like best about this fic?
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14: Is there anything you wanted readers to learn from reading this fic?
Itโs a 2am surprise: The Tortured Poets Department is a secret DOUBLE album. โ๏ธ Iโd written so much tortured poetry in the past 2 years and wanted to share it all with you, so hereโs the second installment of TTPD: The Anthology. 15 extra songs. And now the story isnโt mine anymoreโฆ itโs all yours. ๐ค
https://taylor.lnk.to/ttpd-theanthology
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4, 20 and 25 for the ask game, pretty please? ๐ฅฐ๐
*cracks knuckles* Let's do this! ๐
4. What version of Leonardo is your favorite?
Ah, the born leader. I have a soft spot for 2012 Leo because of how simultaneously dorky and serious he is, but 2003 is real good too. ๐
(Also I know why you chose this one, but I ain't gonna say anything ๐)
20. What show/movie would you like to see the TMNT crossover with?
This is something I've never really given much thought about! I know we got some plans, but as far as my idea...
Well, the most interesting one is Stranger Things, but rather than the boys meet the gang, I think it'd be interesting to have a Stranger Things-like plot for a TMNT show! Like, imagine they're four boys who find a girl with abilities like El, and the mysteries that would be uncovered in the process! That'd be so awesome ๐ฅฐ
25. Show us what your reaction would be if you met the TMNT.
Basically this, plus a bit of flirting towards the tall, purple one. ๐๐
Thanks for the ask, bestie - love youuuu! ๐๐
you're both wasted, she just somehow does it so much better. you're crying, about something your stupid ex did or said. and suddenly she appears, looking like an angel aside from the slight sway in her step. she's helping you out of your slump on the floor when you grow pale and catastrophy strikes. you're the most disgusting you've ever been, and still, this stranger holds your hair and rubs soothing circles in your back. gives you a breath mint and sits you back against the wall, asking what happened. you tell her, and her glittery, perfectly made face turns sour. with her heels in hand, she loops your arm around her shoulders so she can help you walk to an Uber she called for you. your ex says something snarky to you in passing on the way out, and for her it's the final straw. she whirls around, fire in her eyes and a set in her brow and she slaps him hard across the face. calls him a jerk or a dick or something like that, you can't remember, you were busy smiling at the stunned look on his face as she drags you both outside. before you get home, she gives you a hug and kind words in a bubbling voice and you're thankful for her. thankful there are people out there who look out for people like you, who stand up for people even when they might have trouble standing themselves.
you're totally their type. well, you're not. but that's what the passenger across from you is thinking as you sit there, completely oblivious. you're mysterious, and serene, and look so natural sitting there on the train they think your feet might be bolted to the floor the way the chairs and safety rails are. you're in your own world, you're reading something with an intriguing title, and without even knowing it passengers are praying for some reason that you'll look up and ask for their number. you don't, of course. and they don't ask for yours, either. how could they disturb such a peaceful moment? but despite the fact that nothing was said, they managed to fall in love with you for 15 minutes. for the rest of the day they think about what your voice might've sounded like, what your interests might've been, how you might've smiled at them like they were your whole world if they'd managed to make you feel that way. you have that effect on people, in case you didn't know.
Where's my train through NYC sewers, I need to catch some turtle attention.
@androidships007 I'll help you with the subway, if we don't get lost ๐
Also:
Your Result:
drunk girl in the bathroom hot
you're both wasted, she just somehow does it so much better. you're crying, about something your stupid ex did or said. and suddenly she appears, looking like an angel aside from the slight sway in her step. she's helping you our of your slump on the floor when you grow pale and catastrophy strikes. you're the most disgusting you've ever been, and still, this stranger holds your hair and rubs soothing circles in your back. gives you a breath mint and sits you back against the wall, asking what happened. you tell her, and her glittery, perfectly made face turns sour. with her heels in hand, she loops your arm around her shoulders so she can help you walk to an uber she called for you. your ex says something snarky to you in passing on the way out, and for her it's the final straw. she whirls around, fire in her eyes and a set in her brow and she slaps him hard across the face. calls him a jerk or a dick or something like that, you can't remember, you were busy smiling at the stunned look on his face as she drags you both outside. before you get home, she gives you a hug and kind words in a bubbling voice and you're thankful for her. thankful there are people out there who look out for people like you, who stand up for people even when they might have trouble standing themselves.
BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD!โฃ๏ธ Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people you adore! Absolutely no pressure but. It's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out <3
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BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD!โฃ๏ธ Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people you adore! Absolutely no pressure but. It's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out <3
