BodigadoIn the cicada's cryNo sign can foretellHow soon it must die.- BashōA deep sigh forced itself through Usagi's' lips, his brains desperate attempt to get oxygen into his lungs ; a combination of stress and lack of sleep would do that to anyone though. But he could blame the gentle trickle of night spring rain outside to cause his eyelids to weigh heavily and the soft chair he currently sat in. Usagi's' head falling back to rest on the back of the chair when a small whine reached his ears, jerking him right back into a sitting position before his memory returned and he looked to the charge in the crook of his elbow.Even though the little baby had only been born two weeks ago, Usagi could easily say there wasn't a cuter baby turtle in all the worlds (equal to his twin brother currently in Leos' care). Swaddled in orange blanket and sleeping soundly with his face resting against the soft fur of his bare forearm. Usagi moved his heavy body back to sit on the edge of his chair. T
Comfort And JoyLeo Usagi Donnie brotherly ficIn the late 1800's, Leo just got back from his tour across the world for three years with his brother Usagi intime for Christmas. Now he has to adapt to the role he missed more then anythingA/n i think i'm gettign addicted to A-U's, cause this is a all new one just a christmas fic. Its based on this other idea i had abotu New Zealand in teh 1800's after the end of the Civil War.also Usagi deserves WAY more attention then he's gotten so farmy gawdi think i'm becoming a A-U monsterLeo dipped the pen back into the dark ink. The tip scratching over his parchment, one of the endless documents he had been assigned to fill out. Words coming together to form a boring but rather well put letter to the Governor. Telling of his various acquisitions and travels. His free hand releasing his empty mug to roll over his scalp and touch the knot of his mask. He could remember the looks he had gotten from the various people he had met, but eventually their eyes would
Warmth of FamilyTMNT FANCITIONDon+ brotherly fluff.Christmas Special!A chill went over his arms. Don put his hands over them in a mild attempt to appease the cold air. It was a personal rule of his, when it was only him in the Lair he didn't' turn the heat on. The only electronic thing alive at the moment was the radio on his desk, set at the lowest volume and pushing out static Christmas music, but it was powered by battery rather then by outlet. The energy was far too valuable to use on one turtle.One single turtleRaph was out again, despite their sensei's warnings, their sensei was drinking tea with April ( Splinter had invited him along, but Donnie had a shift he couldn't avoid) and Mikey was out with some other "Entertainment Industry" co-workers. So it wasn't' like he was abandoned.But it sure felt that way.It added every time that Splinter would walk by, a sympathetic glance, Donnie knew there was disappointment in that action. Almost a apology for the position he had been put under .The
She'll die first before talking.
Me: *In Bane's voice from Dark Knight Rises* I'll be sure to keep to you schedule, Chief Bei Fong.