My first.Title: My first
Rating: M/16 (Don’t make me ask for your ID)
Contains: Angst, T-cest, mature content, feels (if you no like, don’t read)
By: Ryu-Amio (I own no turtles)
"Come on... Snow already."
Leo murmured as he surveyed the streets below. He stood stern against the cold breeze that carried his words to me as I sat huddled beneath a nearby water tower.
On this particularly cold night, the city is caught in between the end of autumn and the coming winter, filling the streets we patrol with a pale grey air. It's a chilly limbo awaiting the Christmas snow.
Dressed to resist this cold, Leo and I guard the rooftops, watchful for any sign of wrong-doing. Though I maintain that no one would be dumb enough to be causing trouble on such a cold evening, Leo still insisted.
The sky was filled with brooding clouds rolling in from the east: their dark presence allowed no moonlight to reach th
What was and What is“My son…..please……..do not do this.”
He could see the concern in his father’s eyes. He watched as Splinter moved, reaching out to touch his shoulder. He smiled weakly. “I’ll be ok. I promise.”
But Splinter should his head. “Please do not go my son. Your brothers……are dead……and I cannot survive losing my final son. Please……..please stay here where it is safe.”
Mickey sighed. Safe; a long time ago Donnie might have said that was a ‘relative term’. Safe didn’t often mean hiding in an abandoned old airplane hanger with no contact from the outside world, or fearing everyday that they’d be found and dragged back to the city to be executed or enslaved. But worst of all……’safe’ didn’t mean hiding away doing nothing while the Footclan and the Shredder took over the city.
Looking down at his father Mikey smiled. “I have you. I HAVE to d
Soulcatcher part 1
“. . . and she’s just not the same,” April concluded, eyes searching Master Splinter’s, wanting him to understand. With a sigh she added, “It’s hard to explain. She was hurting, really hurting, over the loss of her mother. It’s too soon for her to have just buried those emotions.”
When she paused to take a sip of her tea, the aged ninja said, “Perhaps she is seeing someone, a therapist possibly. Some professional who is helping her through this emotional time.”
April looked into her cup and frowned. “That’s just it, if she were seeing someone, she’d have told me. Brittany chatters; it can be annoying but my customers seem to love it. My sales have gone up since I hired her to help around the shop on the weekends. None of her private business is ever actually private.”
Leonardo sat near them at the table, silent yet observant. He had sensed April’s need to talk almo
Heating Lamp - DrabbleRaph was sulking on the living room floor when Leo found him. The hothead had a scowl plastered on his face that made even gargoyles look jovial.
Leo approached his younger brother with caution.
“Come on Raph, you know Mikey didn’t mean to do it.”
Raph glared at his older brother.
“Y-yeah but he still broke the dang th-thing,” he stuttered.
“Donnie will get a new bulb for the heating lamp tomorrow,” Leo assured him.
Raph tried to suppress a shiver.
“Yeah well I’m f-freezin’ my shell off now.”
Silently, Leo grabbed a blanket off the couch and lowered himself down next to his brother. Sidling up to Raph, he threw the blanket over them both and wrapped his arms around his brother’s shell.
“Hey! What d-d’ya think yer doin’?” Raph said in irritation.
“Warming you up Raph,” came the simple reply.
Raph scowled as he tried to wriggle away, only to have Leo’s arms
Summary: Mikey is determined to decorate everything in the lair
The holidays were just around the corner and the entire lair was decorated from top to bottom. Every nook and cranny had something sitting on it, tied to it, or had been wrapped, stuffed, or colored to be turned into one giant testament to the holiday season. When it came to decorating to show their spirit the Hamato clan went all out.
Of the five members of the small family there was one that couldn’t help but go above and beyond when it came to decorating. Michelangelo wasn’t satisfied with just the inanimate objects around him becoming all festive. The animate ones needed the same treatment as well.
Klunk already had his new red collar with a jingling bell attached to it. Master Splinter had his cane wrapped in red and white ribbon to make it look like a giant candy cane. For the rest of the turtles their own personal decorations were a bit more tricky to come up with.
They all wore such m
What I Know Now....there was so much more to this than.....
For the Pro-Turtlecest Prompt Contest 2015 Literature Entry
Warning: Deep Emotions, TCEST, Big Words
Pairing: Kinda turned into RxL
Summary: Love comes even if we don't want it to. But who's to say this love is real? Is it just temporary? Or is there more to it?
This torrent of emotions is suffocating, I can't breath, I can't think, everything is hot and foggy. A haze of fevered lust and loving confusion surrounds my concentration. I couldn't have known it would feel this way; that simple, sweet, beautiful moment where everything and nothing was made clear. The press of warmth to my lips, the husk of your voice ringing in my ear as we ventured further into the new. I didn't know how to hold you, how to make you understand all that I felt.
You were so perfect, strong and bright despite what our lives are. The shadows threaten to consume all that we are