#tmnt interactive

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I wasn't actually planning on posting this on Tumblr (I thought it was a format exclusively for my Telegram channel), but I finally decided to post it.

In short, I decided to make an interactive with "fusion" of TMNT characters from 2012.

The idea came from artist @kotohled (she/he has done fusions for other fandoms).

For those who don't know, a fusion is literally the joining of two characters. Not a shipkid, not a ship, and not a child, just a fusion of two original characters. Design and personality merge, and something new is born, which I'll draw.

And yes, the second picture is my fusion of Casey and Donatello (the first of hundred...)

I was inspired by various types of lizards and reptiles, particularly the anole. I decided that when fusing with turtles, I could allow myself some freedom in choosing the reptile to create more variety in the designs. And translate on english, of course:

- Very top inscription - "thoughts about that hyperfix... "

- The inscription in the middle - "when I finally built a 1:1 scale model of the Death Star."

- The inscription on the top right - "where is the energy drink?"

- The joke under the grape soda icon is unfortunately untranslatable:<<<

- But the joke at the very bottom is fortunately translatable - "Hey, baby, are you by any chance differentiated? Then where did you get such smooth curves?"

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Donatello had always made you happy. From the day he had saved you to right now at this very moment. There had been so much drama in one night, but you knew that Donnie thought it was worth it, the question was, did you? Was Donatello worth all of this?

“Yes Donnie!” You giddly nodded your head and smiled widely at him. He smiled back and picked you up in his arms, spinning you around the room before putting you down. 

“Ok ok ok,” he rambled. “I’m going to go get us some movies, and some popcorn and some soda and it will be like our first date, it’ll be totally awesome.” Donatello counted all these things on his fingers before he ran out of the room. You were left behind, speechless and you chuckled. He was so adorable you could hardly stand it. You sat on Donnie’s bed, soaking in the moment of pure happiness you were feeling right then. You didn’t enjoy it for long before a knock at the door interrupted your thoughts. You got up to open the door and it was...

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Notes: So excited to finally be publishing something after such a long hiatus. Most of the stuff I publish is going to be finishing other series I started and never finished. Sorry if that sucks, i’m sure i will publish a one shot here and there though hopefully it’s enough to keep you going. Love you guys, enjoy!

Rating: PG-13

Universe: 2016

Authors Note: So this is an interactive fic, where the story is about you and you get to make all the choices. This is a weird dream of mine come to reality, it really is a lot of work, but when it’s done it’s going to be beautiful (hopefully) and everyone will enjoy it. (Also hopefully.) I mean that’s the whole point of it being interactive lol, so everyone gets to choose where the story goes, not just me :P Also posting is going to be in a weird order but if you start here it should always get you to the right part of the fic. 

Summary: The guys are confused about who you like, who will you choose?

The lair always seemed to be bustling for one reason or the other, whether it was Mikey skateboarding through the house or Donnie exploding something in his lab. Today the only noise came from the living room where laughter and chatter made their home. A movie played on their old fashioned television but no one was really paying attention and it became background noise to their fun. You and your four terrapin companions laughed and let loose after a long fought over victory against the shredder. It was hard to believe they had defeated the Shredder only a few nights ago. You looked around at them in awe of the brothers that had turned your world upside down, quite literally. You had gone from being a surface dweller to almost strictly underground in a matter of months. It wasn’t like you couldn’t leave you just never really wanted to. When you moved to New York City for college, you had been so fearful of the big apple, it was noisy compared to your quiet midwestern town. The turtles had stepped into your life when you needed them the most. Leonardo peered over at the small human next to him as everyone continued their conversations and smiled. He hated to admit it but this girl had stuck on him, unlike any others he had met before. He cared for April like family, and he felt a duty to protect her and even Casey and Vern. But with [Y/N], he wanted to protect her, it was never a duty, but always a want. He looked over at Donatello who was trying just as hard to not stare. This beautiful goddess had been dropped into their life ever so suddenly and he wasn't complaining. When they had met you in that alley while you tried to defend yourself from a mugger, Donatello could've sworn he'd seen the greatest creation of all time, you. He shifted in his seat as his mind ran at a thousand miles per minute with thoughts of how he could sweep you off your feet. His golden brown eyes glistened at you, unaware of how uncomfortable Raphael was. He sat tensely across from Donatello, clenching his jaw. Fuck she’s so beautiful, he thought to himself. Every so often the ventilation system would kick on and send waves of wind threading through your hair and he would catch a whiff of that wonderfully scented peach shampoo you loved so much. He was beginning to anticipate the smell of peaches, it always seemed to reach his nose right before you showed up. He couldn’t even eat peaches anymore, the smell was so similar to you that when juices burst from it, it was almost too much. It felt like the universe was teasing him. He grunted at his discomfort but didn’t dare leave your presence. Michelangelo was not as good as hiding his affection for you. He had been making you laugh all night. That laughter was precious to him, making his heart flutter every time it escaped your lips. He wanted to hold you, to be near you to just be yours. He knew his brothers liked you too, but he didn’t care, he wasn’t going to let you go so easily. 

“I’m going to get something to drink does anybody-” All four brothers stood up at once, offering to get it for you. You tried to tell them you could get it yourself but before you knew it they had all gone into the kitchen, and you were left alone in the living room. You looked towards the kitchen longingly, knowing why they were all trying so desperately to please you. Michelangelo was never good at keeping secrets. You heard something crash in the kitchen and you got up but Mikey poked his head out of the doorway,

“We’re doing good in here angel cakes,” he beamed. “We’ll be right out.” He swiveled around back into the kitchen.

“Smooth,” Raphael grunted, his arms crossed firmly across his chest as he leaned against the counter. 

“Would you two just be grown ups for a second?” Leo interrupted. Raphael snarled in Leo’s direction but didn’t say anything. Donnie stood quietly at the sink filling a glass with water. He was pensive in his task to please you, ignoring all the childish bickering amongst his brothers. 

“Whatever happened to the bro code; I totally called dibs!” Mikey said, aiming his words at the entire room. The kitchen got uncomfortably quiet before Raphael couldn’t stand the awkward silence anymore. 

“She obviously doesn’t like any of you boneheads.” He huffed. Raphael felt so confused about his feelings. He had forcefully stuffed his own feelings deep inside of him, trying to ignore them for both of your sakes. He knew that a turtle and a human could never be, but God he hoped somehow there was a way.

“I resent that statement.” Donatello interrupted. “I wouldn’t consider myself a bonehead.”

“Oh ya, I betcha she does.” Donnie rolled his eyes but thought about what he had said. Donatello’s mind flashed back to all the times he had made a fool of himself in front of you and his face drained of color in embarrassment.

“Yeah and she thinks I’m cool!” Mikey exclaimed, so sure that he could win you over with his charm if you just let him.

“IF she were into turtles,” Raphael paused. “she’d be into me.” Leo cringed as if Raphael had personally offended him. 

“No.” He stated simply. Raphael shot a dirty look at Leo.

“So what, I suppose she likes you mister fearless leader?” He snarled.

“You said it, not me.” He threw his hands up and leaned against the counter with an arrogant smirk on his face. He knew it was impossible, that you even like any of them. If you were to like any of them though, it would be him. His brothers were so childish, he knew you needed a real man. 

“Why don’t we just ask her?” Interrupted Donatello, who stood against the sink with a glass full of water. He felt anxious at the thought of revealing to you that he liked you and even more so at the thought of your reaction. As much as he studied and watched you, he couldn’t read you. All your actions seemed genuine and loving, which was what made it so hard to tell if you liked them or were just being nice. 

“That’s a great idea!” Mikey zipped out of the room before anyone could stop him. He wanted to prove to his brothers, for once, he was the better turtle. He sauntered into the room, “Heeeey baby girl.” You smiled and blushed as he sat next to you. 

“Hey Mikey,” you paused as his brothers slowly trickled in after him. “what’s going on?” 

“Well we just had a really quick question, totally not important, some would say it doesn’t even need to be asked-” Leonardo crossed his arms and tapped his finger impatiently against his bicep,

“Mikey!” He interrupted, reminding him to get back on track. As nervous as they all were, they wanted an answer.

“Right.” He smiled. “We were just wondering which one of us you like?” You looked at Mikey’s twinkling crystal eyes, embarrassed. They all stared at you, and the tension almost killed you. You didn’t expect the question and stuttered over yourself trying to answer.

“I-I-

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“M-ma-” Donatello couldn’t seem to form words. Ever since they had saved you from that mugger, life had gotten better for him. At first, he had been too afraid to even speak to you, and let his brothers do all the talking. The way your hair framed your face made you glow like a goddess, and you were in a way. He had worked you up so much in his mind, you were almost like a mythical being to him. Once you had coerced him out of his shell, he wished he hadn’t spent all that time so intimidated by you. Now, there was someone who pulled him out of the lab when he had been working too long. A reason to go to the surface other than fighting.  He looked around the room at his brothers. They stared at him, except for Raphael who had his arms crossed with a confused look on his face. That little nerd had bested him? His worst insecurities had just been validated and he felt dumb for ever hoping to be with you. He thought about you hanging around the lair, kissing on Donnie and anger boiled in his chest and he almost punched Donnie but instead, he stormed out.

“Congrats little bro,” Leo said softly and smiled at you. He was using all his self-control to keep his composure. His determination was strong to have you to himself, but he didn’t know what to do next. He knew you were a one of a kind girl and if he let you go now, he would never find anyone like you. He thought of the way you smiled at him every time you saw him and felt his heart flutter. “I just-” Leo paused. “I thought me and you were sort of doing something [Y/N].”

“I did something yesterday Leo!” You placed your hands on your hips. “You’re so worried about your ‘composure’ that you forget to let yourself feel.” Leonardo had been an interest of yours for a while but he was so vague and dodgy that it had been hard to pin down his feelings. “I guess I liked you for a little but you seemed so disinterested in me, I was like ‘whatever.’” You stared at Leo, knowing he couldn’t provide a satisfying explanation. Michelangelo was having just as hard a time processing this as Leo. He remembered being so excited to bring a human that wasn’t April or Casey back to the lair. Talking with you about your hometown fascinated him and he made you laugh every chance he got. You really had touched his life in such a wonderful way.

“Why Donnie?” He said, jokingly slapping his arm. You tore your glare away from Leo,

“Well-” you thought about how Donatello had magnetized your attention from the night you met. His tall body had caught your eye and made your heart skip a beat at the sight of his curved torso. You thought about the phrase "pantie  explosion." And felt it was an appropriate description for Donatello. You had kicked yourself for wanting him so easily, every guy you had ever fallen for with a nice body just happened to be a douchebag. Once Donnie opened his mouth and started working his tech, you were simply speechless at his intelligence. When he approached you, he checked your vitals and made sure you were ok. The whole process was so gentle and meticulous, it was amazing. You felt things for Donatello you didn't know you could feel. You were so scared of trusting him but you couldn’t really ignore your feelings any longer. “Everything about Donnie.” You smiled and blushed. Donnie couldn’t believe his ears, 

“R-really?” He stuttered.

“Yeah.” You replied. Leo huffed loudly, interrupting their pleasant moment. You all looked at him but he didn’t seem to notice that he had huffed out loud. “Leo?” You asked and he looked up at everyone. “Are you ok?” He quickly smiled,

“If you guys will excuse me.” He said and scurried out of the room. You furrowed your eyebrows,

“Donnie look, now Leo and Raph are mad, you should talk to them. I’ll come back in the morning?” Donnie took an urgent step towards you,

“No, you should stay.”