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“Okay, Michelangelo, tell me what it is that you want from me.” Even in writing, Mikey could distinctly sense Sayuri’s exasperation. Nonetheless, he was elated that she had pretty much given in. When he went to respond to the message, it dawned on him that he was not exactly sure how to answer her question. Of course, he knew what he ultimately wanted from her – a relationship with his grandmother. What he had not thought through was how to even begin. He started when his door swung open to reveal Leonardo standing in his doorway with his arms crossed over his chest. Mikey greeted him with a disarming grin from beh

Flickering candle light cast long shadows against the walls of the dimly lit dojo.  The silence that settled upon it was nearly overwhelming to the young, dark-haired woman who knelt before the great ninja master. In the unbearable silence, her heartbeat thundered in her ears and she wondered if with his enhanced senses if he too could hear her heart pounding in her chest. Her stomach was in knots, her heart heavy with guilt as she knew that she was responsible for Raphael's injury. Had she only listened to him, he would not have been distracted by her presence and more than likely, his attacker's blade would have never pierced his flesh. And

Chapter 28: Holding Out Three Months Later Donnie sat as his computer in his dark lab. In an almost futile attempt, he had all the lights and almost all technology turned off to keep from any of the Kraang and Foot soldiers from finding them. His eyes watered over as he continued to stare at the information on the computer screen. “Donnie?” He jumped and looked up to see April holding a small lantern. Donnie sighed and smiled, “Hey April, what’s up?” “I was just coming to see if you had any news yet?” she asked as she pulled up a chair next to him. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he sighed, R

 Kai glanced at the nervous faces of his friends. Cole was trying hard to not let his expression of fear show, Zane seemed to be calm, but Jay looked as if he was about to have a heart attack. “A-are you sure this is the only way?” Jay stuttered nervously. He looked to Sensei Wu, but Sensei just shook his head. “There's no other way, Jay. This is the only way to enter the Underworld now. Don't you want to save the Mega Dragon?” “Well, yeah, b-but I don't think this is safe! I mean, what if Lloyd-” Jay started, but Kai cut him off. “Lloyd can do it. Have some faith in our friend, Jay.” Kai

Tada!!! Another chapter of Lullaby!!!! I am pumping these things out XD Disclaimer: I don't own TMNT. Which is a good thing....I think.... ~~~Lullaby~~~ Mikey sat down next to Leo, looking over the design he came up with. The youngest male had been told of what the situation was and was quite ready to help. He and his brothers were sitting at the kitchen table, paper strewn everywhere. Hana was upstairs, taking her afternoon nap which gave them the perfect opportunity to work on the dress. Mikey looked at the dress plan and nodded. (Maybe add a specific expression on Mikey’s face as he looks at the plans) “Okay, this is will be

Part I: The end of childhood The young vixen looked around, her small body tense with anticipation. Around her, the wide, wood-covered hall was abuzz with the voices of children. Predators of all shapes and sizes, all around ten years of age, were sitting on small benches before a podium that looked so large for them. Next to, say, a lion cub, the vixen felt especially small. Will she be able to stand up when called, straighten up to look nice and well-behaved child, just like her parents taught her, when she receives her collar? Forgetting her good manners, she pulled her legs under herself so she could turn all around to wave et her parent

Epilogue Unexpected surprises in unexpected places. *** In Paris, France by the Fountain des Mers at the Place de la Concorde. *** Caroline was walking through Paris, France with Jack for their third wedding anniversary. It had been four years since Jack and her father returned from Transylvania with Jonathan's body and burying him. Van Helsing told Mr. and Mrs. Evans that Mina and Dracula never showed up at the castle, suspecting that the Count set it up as a distraction to escape with Mina. Van Helsing had no idea where they could have gone to, even the villagers that lived near his castle couldn't say where the count could be. So her fa

Steve ran a hand through his hair and sighed before walking into Fury's office. "Captain Rogers." Fury nodded and motioned to the chair in front of his desk, which Steve sat in obediently. "Is there a reason you called me in at 4 O'clock in the morning sir?" Steve asked, holding back a yawn. "Yes actually." Fury pulled up a holographic screen, a video of a small house blowing up with a bright blue light. Steve leaned closer and raised an eyebrow. "Lawrence, Kansas. A family's house suddenly blew to bits, no survivors except for one girl. (Full Name), 14 years old, advanced student in her high school." Steve interrupted. "Sir, with all due re

    It's been a long day. Only a day back from a tough mission and Fury expected a full detailed report. You're not too tired, just stressed. You could go for the small relaxing gathering Tony planned.    Though when you arrive the gathering is a little bigger than you thought it would be, it being not only the team. But you don't mind. Oddly enough, it's the first time you've seen everyone with their partner at the same time.    “(f/n), finally!” Tony exclaims from the bar.    “Sorry, sorry. Some agent messed up on their report and Fury needed me to clear up the inconsistency.” You raise your hands in a submissive

Walking down the Helicarrier’s hallways, you stretched your arms over your head, trying to shake off the stiffness in your shoulders as you decided that after you checked in with Bruce you were going to take a nap. Who knows when you’d get another chance to rest and you were already tired from everything that had happening in the Cage and on. Bruce startled when you walked through the lab doors, wide eyes skimming your form, and you remembered that you’d changed into your suit after you’d left him so he hadn’t seen you in it yet. You gave a small devious smirk as you put a hand on your waist. It was form fitting

You walked into the cell room to see Loki with his back turned to you. "I guess you haven't died yet." You spoke nonchalantly as you typed in the code to open the door out. He turned to you confused at you leaving the door wide open. Is this some elaborate scheme? Is she trying to deceive me for some unidentified purpose? Damn why is she so stoic all the time?! "Calm down Dracula, you're allowed to have your own quarters now." You replied. He blinked slowly, still lacking any faith to move forward. "Unless you and Mr. Cell want to remain together. Maybe if I invite some female agents in there you can all start singing Cell Block Tango.

     [Y/n] curled onto her side and draped an arm over his waist, contented and thoroughly exhausted.  Loki smiled to himself.  The hour was incredibly late.  Or early, depending on how one looked at it.  They’d spent the night scaling the heights of ecstasy- the likes of which he’d never experienced before.  Still smiling, he wrapped one arm around her and sighed.     Perfect.     Every moment of today had embodied the essence of the word.  Far beyond any of his wildest dreams.  Loki relished the knowledge that his bride felt the same.  He’d wanted so much for this night to be perfect for her.  To be the one she deserved

Several years passed, you and Loki alternated time between Earth and Asgard. Whenever the two of you were on Asgard, you would spend a few hours in the library, idly scanning among the many books. You and Loki had given up on the dream of you living as long as he and chose to make sure you would enjoy the most out of your short years with him instead. On one summer day, Loki was off overseeing the reconstruction of the town the two of you had first visited on your honeymoon, so many years prior. You opted to stay behind and read in the library. You sat at Loki’s favorite desk, in the corner where he had once been kidnapped, munching a

Some years later... “She really enjoys the water.” You murmured, sitting on the docks, watching the small toddler splash around. Loki leaned against you, arm wrapped around your shoulder, head leaning against you. “I'm glad to share this place with the loves of my life.” “Mama! Look at the berries!” The little girl called, wading over to you and Loki. You grinned at her, taking the proffered berries. “Thank you, little one.” “They have healing properties, you know.” Loki interjected, smiling at his daughter, at your daughter. Her mouth fell open in a small 'o'. “Neat!R

You had gone on the mission by yourself, you had been awake for almost twenty-six hours, and while that was not too uncommon for a mission, you relished the idea of being able to turn in for the night after a long trip. You always took the elevator up, sure being in a tight space made you a little uncomfortable but you trusted Tony’s building enough to step on. This was the first time that you had ever really thought about it, so it only made sense that it would shut itself down. You looked at the monitor next to the wall, it was still going up. You leaned against the back wall of the metal death trap and took a deep breath. The mission

As the wife of the All Father and Queen of the eternal city of Asgard, Frigga found her time was very much in demand. Granted, a lot of the hours in the day were usually taken up with Royal duties - both alongside her King as well as on her own - but there was also the question of being the one who Seneschal would come to regarding matters of the Palace - such as menus, guests, décor and so on. It all meant that she found her time with her children was made all the more precious because it was invariably eroded by last minute requests of her to be off doing something in her capacity as Queen, and so she usually tried to make sure that th

One week later, a formal gala was held at the palace.  Frigga was very persuasive in her argument that the citizens of Asgard should not be denied any opportunity to unite in celebration, instead of battle.  A feast was held, with guests served in the vast gardens which could accommodate all who attended.  A ball followed that evening, and once you and your husband had finished the traditional First Dance, the ballroom floor remained full with dancers until the musicians could play no more. Loki happily surprised you with the suggestion of visiting your friends on Midgard.  Heimdall's slight smile warmed your heart, and he was most pleased t

'Let me look at you,' your mother smiled lovingly, getting you by the hands and leading you into the light of the living room. 'Oh, honey, you look lovely. Greg will be blown away.' You chuckled, slowly pulling your hands from your mother's grasp. ‘It’s just a date, mom, and I'm wearing the same jeans as this morning. I know what you're trying to do...' You mother laughed, hitting you softly on the shoulder. 'Well, what's wrong with giving my daughter a confidence boost. You always look more beautiful when you smile.' You nodded. 'I know, and I'll remember that when stuffing myself with fries.' 'Oh, [Name], please behave yours

The Right Partner (Winter Soldier x Reader) {3} ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Back At S.H.I.E.L.D~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “The one day I let (y/n) leave the facility with minimal detail she manages to get shot at and disappear leaving a dead body behind. Can someone tell me what’s wrong with this picture?” Fury annoyingly spoke. “It’s my fault sir. I wasn’t watching her closely…” he was stopped by Fury’s hand. “Rogers, she lied to you and pursued an enemy without backup. It being your fault is an understatement at this point” Fury finished as Natasha walked in. “Forensics confirm

"An Old Monster's Frustration" "Waternoose." The call was directed toward the cell containing Henry J. Waternoose the 3rd, former CEO of Monsters Inc., serving a lengthy sentence for kidnapping and conspiracy. It was about a year ago today when he was taken in when his plans were exposed, largely thanks to the efforts of James P. Sullivan and his friend/co-worker Mike Wazowski. He had convinced himself that what he was doing would give all of Monstropolis abundant energy and keep the company afloat. He had also heard that, sometime after, Sullivan would take over the company and that the monsters would now use laughter as an energy source

    Bucky notices that you have been off as of late. You don't hold his hand on walks anymore. You don't talk as much. Your smiles don’t hold as much feeling. In general, you just don't seem as care free. Of course the others say he's crazy, you're the same as always. None of them have noticed the subtle shifts in your behavior, but Bucky has.    "Hey, Snow Angel." Tony calls. He shakes his glass in the air.    "Coming right up!" You chirp, reaching a hand out and creating two ice cubes in his drink.    You put your hand back down on the table. Bucky gently places his hand over yours. You quickly yank it out without warning.    "Oop

Chapter six: Bargains by Gods for Gods It had been several days since Persephone had been taken back to her mother, several days since she had taken the gardeners advice. How she would tell her mother what she had done she didn’t know but the day was coming. Demeter had returned to her golden self and the fields had returned to the green they had once been. All was good and happy on the earth, all but the little Goddess that sat in the tall grass and seemed lost in thought. Demeter had not believed Persephone when she told her that she loved Hades and wanted nothing more than to return to him, Demeter had brushed it off as a brainwashi