The warmth of the light from the sun kissed Donatello's skin, wrapping him in a warm blanket that summer created. The mutant stretched his legs and wiggled his toes, enjoying the calming feeling stretching brought.
Donatello glanced at the papers and textbooks in front of him on the carpet of the dojo, the sun from the broken concrete in the roof shining down on him and the papers. He turned and locked his eyes on the petite figure of April O'Neil beside him.
The teenager continued to type away, a smile on her face. He had agreed to help her with some projects, and because of him, they had nearly finished the projects in an hour. Most of the research papers and the like they had finished were neatly stacked and ready to be turned in.
At first April had only focused working on her own, but with how slow it could be, she was happy to have Donatello help in any way he could. And even though some of the work was bland and vague, he enjoyed the time spent with the red head.
Donatello knew h
TMNT-ColdSomething tickled April's conscious and slapped her out of the dream world. Did she have to go to the bathroom? No...that wasn't it. She blinked sleepily and wiped at the river of drool that escaped her lips and turned over in her bed.
The red head closed her eyes and willed herself to go back to sleep. She had been having a pleasant dream, too...but the longer she stayed awake the more she honestly forgot what it had been about.
The teenager tossed a few more times before sighing and kicked the covers off. She glanced over at the alarm clock on the make shift nightstand in her bedroom in the sewers and had to stop herself from groaning. It was only five in the morning. On a Saturday. Life was cruel.
April sat up and rubbed at her eyes. Well, if she couldn't get back to sleep, she might as well find something to do. She opened her door and peered into the dark hallway. She slid through the opening and clicked it shut gently, not wanting to wake her mutant friends who had had a long nig
TMNT-LiliesGrowing up, Leonardo was probably the only one of his brothers that could stop and notice Splinter's eye for beauty. As kids, all they cared about was rough housing, video games, T.V...Splinter was their dad. The serious Japanese rat who seemed to rather train, meditate, and not have as much fun with the boys as they'd like. But there was something about their father that they probably wouldn't fully understand until they're older. Even then, that was probably a stretch.
Leonardo remembered how he'd always be the first to rise out of his brothers and walk through the subway that was their home until someone else woke up. That was when he first noticed them: lilies.
The mutant found it odd how, every morning, there would be a vase filled with the beautiful flowers on the table where they ate. It's not like flowers grew in the sewers and they probably didn't grow on buildings, either.
Leonardo understood that his father probably went out of his way to find the precious flowers that sat o
April blinked, lost in thought. Something had been troubling her for the longest time, now. It was a poke in her side, ache in her head and a pain in her heart. Something was off. But as she looked at the beautiful blue, cloudless sky and how gorgeous everything looked around her, she couldn't figure out what was wrong.
April scrunched up her nose with annoyance. A headache was already forming and she wanted to go home and ignore the world. What was causing this awful mood? She hadn't been like this since...
The red head felt like she had been slapped awake and turned to the person who had been talking to her. The older boy she sat next to frowned, his dark brown eyes glinting with disapproval.
"Sorry, I was thinking."
"You do too much of that."
April frowned. "Is that a problem, Casey?" She crossed her arms and deepened her frown at the kid who's supposed to be her loving boyfriend. He slung his arm around around her shoulders. She could smell the overdose of
TMNT-FlawsKarai sighed with agitation and slightly opened her crusted eyes. Another long night with no sleep. This had been going on for weeks. No matter how tired she was, if she crawled into bed and tried to sleep, she couldn't. And if she did, it felt like she closed her eyes for only a few minutes.
In the hallway outside, Karai could hear the light pitter patter of feet go down the hall. She glanced at the clock beside the bed and frowned. It was only six in the morning. She could easily sleep all day if she wanted to. It was her off day at the dojo she owned, but honestly she didn't know what else she could do with her time.
The twenty-six year old sighed again and turned over onto her side and came face with her husband. Leonardo was fast asleep, his mouth hung slightly open and his breath was shallow. She watched his chest rise and fall in a slow and hypnotic manner.
Karai could hear the faint pitter patter of feet come back up the hall and into a different room before retreating back dow
You Are Welcome HereThere's something I want to mention to everyone who stops here on my page. Whether your are a watcher, friend, family member or someone just stopping by for the heck of it...you are welcome here. I don't care who you are, where you come from, what you've done, you're welcome here. It doesn't matter if you are gay, straight, bi, pan or transexual, you are welcome here. If you are white, black, Asian, middle Eastern or any other race, you are welcome here. It doesn't matter if you're Christian, Muslim, Hindu, Pagan, Catholic, Buddhist, Shinto, Atheist or Agnostic or any other religion, you are welcome here.
It doesn't matter if I know you well or not, you are always welcome to talk to me any time you like. Feel free to talk to me about your problems, rant, crack a joke or let out your frustration, I will be hear to listen. I'll never judge you and will always keep whatever you say between us. I am here for you and always will be. I know this is a lot coming from a could be stranger, frie
La Vita e BellaThe sound of a radio hummed in the near distance, making me crack open one of my eyes. The lid fluttered, welcoming the unforgivingly bright light that somehow had wiggled its way through the crack of the shutters and lit up my room in a hypnotizing waltz.
I rolled over onto my back and stared up at the ceiling, welcoming the world back through slow and hazy blinks. The room was warm and it made me want to fall back asleep.
I turned my head to find the rest of the bed empty. I touched the empty spot and felt the fading warmth that had been there not that long ago. I turned my attention to the door where I knew the sound of the radio was coming from.
I got up, the bed lightly squeaking and sat up. I felt my body lightly crack from not having been fully used since the night before and I poked my head into the hall where the sound was now louder.
Allowing my ears to guide the way, my bare feet met the cool wood of the flooring as I drew closer and closer to the kitchen. It wasn’t un
TapThe sun began to set over the horizon and I knew I had to get home. And quick. The brush whipped at my jeans and branches reached out to scratched my face. My hair soaked with sweat and matted itself against my neck.
I took a brief moment to quickly gulp down some water from my canister and eyed my surroundings to get a grasp on where I was. Through the trees and in the distance I could see the smoke from my small town in a tiny black trail reaching up towards the sky. I sighed, fear piercing my heart when I realized I wouldn’t be home before dark.
I shoved my canteen back into my backpack and began to run again, feeling my muscles twitch beneath my skin that threatened to collapse from exhaustion. I mentally swore at myself for being so careless about my hike. I had promised myself I wouldn’t go too far out, but I had gone so far the town was a dot in the middle of a lush forest.
With each step, I felt as though everything became darker and darker. I stopped one last time
Everywhere he goes he always wears this stupid hat: a black cap with the Superman logo on the front. I could never understand why he’s so attached to it. He’s like a girl with make up, he can’t leave home without it and he refuses to take it off. His black, curly hair would always stick out from underneath and he’d rather be caught dead...well, dead, than being caught outside without it.
It’d be hilarious to see everyone try to grab it. If you managed to take it, he’ll let you wear it...for a few seconds. And then he’d snatch it back and that was that. This is also the man who refuses to take the hat off on roller coasters. He’d clasp his hand over it and hold on the entire ride. The hat wasn’t just a hat, it’s something that’s apart of him.
You see, the hat used to belong to his ex girlfriend: his last and worst relationship. He had stolen it from her and never gave it back. He would tell me about all the girls in his l
Why I LiveIt seems as though, to society, to live is to breathe, eat, sleep, drink...using the ingredients that is needed to continue life without really thinking that, just because you’re alive doesn’t mean you’re living, and I feel as though people often forget that. The act of being alive isn’t enough. And in the end, why do you live? What was the purpose of your life? How did you contribute to society? Help those around you? Dare to ask questions and demand for answers? Bob Marley had once said: “Open your eyes, look within. Are you satisfied with the life you're living?” For me, to be alive isn’t enough. Life isn’t about wallowing in pain, living in the past or being glued to materialism. Living is about reaching out to touch the life around you, wanting to ask questions and know answers. No...to DEMAND for answers. And this is why I live.
Growing up, I was not left to discover what made me happy, but rather, was told what would make me happy
Slumber's Torture: C1: Just A Nightmare
Donatello couldn't believe his eyes. The entirety of the grotesqueness of the situation before him alone was enough to make one terror stricken. But the fact that his brothers, Leonardo, Raphael, and Michelangelo now lay dead at his feet was an even more gruesome fact to try to come to terms with. And...it was all his fault...all of this was his fault...If he could somehow change it, oh how he wished he change this horrifying fate! But things like "if's" and "wishes" didn't come true. Not for him. Not for reality.
Both Leonardo and Raphael had been killed by Karai. The Shredder's daughter- he should have known, he should have anticipated this. But no, he overlooked, overcompensated her abilities, merely thinking of the teenager that he and his brothers battled over the past few months. But this Karai, she had thirty more years experience than his Karai. She had tussled with his brothers even more numerous times than he could have imagined. She knew their strengths and weaknesses.
Slumber's Torture: C4: To Find An Answer
"My son," Splinter reached out for Donnie, grasping his trembling, green hand. That slightest show of affection flooded Donnie's thoughts, reminding him of when he and his brothers were young. He squeezed his father's hand back tightly, a lone tear trickled down his cheek. He remembered that, despite his brothers' mocking laughter, Splinter would hold him as they walked down the terrifyingly dark sewer tunnels. His fears were often based on nothing more than a creaking pipe, or a rat scurrying by, but his imagination would take over, sending him falling into the nightmarish aperture of his mind. His father would comfort him, washing away the rears, banishing the terrors until next time. He had always been there for Donatello, always there to protect, support, and care for him. And how did he repay him? Instead of returning the love, he abandoned him. He was not there to protect him when the Shredder came, nor was he there to support his father as he watched his family disintegrate befo
TMNT DxA Whispers of the HeartApril felt a sudden chill fill her body soon after hearing that the Kraang were really after her. But……why? She kept asking herself that over and over. “Now that I think of it. The Kranng were after you at your school, right? It looks like they’ve been targeting you this whole time,” stated Leo, “So as far as I can tell, as long as you are on the surface where they can find you, you’re not safe.”
None of them had honestly ever considered that. What were they going to do? They couldn’t follow her throughout the day watching over her. No matter where she went, the Kraang were tracking her down. April’s safety was now in jeopardy. Master Splinter looked at her very concerned. He couldn’t believe he was about to say this, but for the time being, it just seemed to be the only option.
“April, will you come with me for a moment. I would like to have a word with you.” Master Splinter motioned h
TMNT: Diaries of the Pizza GuySeptember 29th:
I was out on my moped delivering pizzas. It was my second day on the job and I was happy to be working for Antonio’s Pizza Place. Everything was running smoothly…until I saw these giant, green monsters. I just sat and stared. One of them growled at me. I screamed and drove off. Once I found a safe place to hide, I checked and found one of the pizzas missing. It was a pepperoni pizza. I got nervous and drove back to where I saw the monsters. It was gone. I bet they took it. The boss let it slide this time, since it was my second day. I just hope it doesn’t happen again.
Once again, I was delivering pizzas. I haven’t seen much of the monsters in about a month, so I was pretty relieved. Anyway, as I stopped to make my first delivery for the night, I noticed that three of the pizzas were missing and I got worried. Did the monsters take them? I’ll never know. All I know is that the boss docked my pay for them. I tried to explain a
Slumber's Torture: C7: Together As A Family
Donnie struggled to take a breathe in. His chest had tightened, and his heart was threatening to stop. It was beating so hard, so fast, he began to shake. He was lightheaded, and dizzy. Was his brother really going to tell him everything? The truth? The reason for this world? What his part was in it?
“Calm down bro,” Mikey sighed. “Don’t want you blowing a blood vessel now, do we?” Absentmindedly, Mikey scratched on the end of his missing arm. “Alright...let’s see...where the shell do I even begin?” Donnie felt his mouth going dry, and his vision seemed to begin cloud over.
“The beginning?” He offered. It was the best thing he could think. Start where it all originated, where he delivered the crushing blow to his family. It was better that way. He had to prepare himself for the worst though, and he didn’t think he was ready. Could he handle the truth? Could he handle his own deception? Treachery?
From A to Z, You'll Stay With MeA is for Ash Ketchum:
He saw her, standing next to him.
He wasn't supposed to care. He didn't want to care. He shouldn't care. But he does. And he's probably an idiot for doing so.
After all, she is merely annoying. She is stupid. She's a waste of time. She's next to Ash Ketchum. Way too close. At least for his liking. To him, any male standing a foot from the bluenette is worth him storming over there and having him on choke hold.
"..." The lavender haired boy did what he always did. He stuffed his hands in his pocket, glaring coldly at the idiot. Turning around, he quietly left the scene, narrowing his eyes on the ground.
He thought it was best to leave it alone.
B is for Blue:
She has amazing blue eyes.
The lavender haired teen mustered enough power to glare at her the slightest bit. He glared deep into her azure, blue orbs of hers that seemed to shine up. Those eyes stared deep into his soul, somewhat bringing warmth. As he tried to force his eye