Love Is Love -oneshot- by Petrichor123, literature
Literature
Love Is Love -oneshot-
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the ninja turtles
A/N: Just a quick note: They're turtles, their blush wouldn't be red..
Ps. The 'parts' are all on this chapter.
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Part One
Splinter couldn't quite figure out how such information had eluded him for so long. He couldn't help the stab of pain that he, their father, hadn't been able to figure this out sooner, when the others obviously had. All the small remarks and teasing glances had somehow eluded him.
Had his two sons worked hard to hide this from him, or was it just that he had never thought, ever, that his sons felt, well, like more than just brothers?
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The Only Exception -Oneshot- by Petrichor123, literature
Literature
The Only Exception -Oneshot-
Disclaimer: I do not own the ninja turtles.
Warning: contains bad language, yaoi, etc. Read at your own risk.
This is a human AU, although you could just as easily imagine the guys to be turtles.
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Oneshot
“My house. Tonight. ‘Soon as the sun sets.” Raphael had whispered into his ear, a few split seconds before the home bell went and everyone scrambled out of the classroom. Leo hadn’t had a chance to ask what, or why, but hadn’t needed to; not really. Their relationship had never seemed – or been – very complicated. They were both stubborn and both natural born
Contains turtlecest and Don X Leo love.
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Kisses of Disapproval
(oneshot)
Mikey had fallen asleep watching cartoons, Raph had slunk off to bed, Splinter had retreated to his room for the night… but a certain olive green family member was still awake; Leonardo could tell by the faint humming of a computer and the faint typing of a keyboard. Slowly, he allowed a crimson smile to spread onto his lips. It was not all that often they were allowed moments like these and so Leonardo did his best not to waste them.
He sneaked towards the lab, absorbing himself into its shadows. There was a short-lived
Love Is Love -oneshot- by Petrichor123, literature
Literature
Love Is Love -oneshot-
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the ninja turtles
A/N: Just a quick note: They're turtles, their blush wouldn't be red..
Ps. The 'parts' are all on this chapter.
------------------------------------------
Part One
Splinter couldn't quite figure out how such information had eluded him for so long. He couldn't help the stab of pain that he, their father, hadn't been able to figure this out sooner, when the others obviously had. All the small remarks and teasing glances had somehow eluded him.
Had his two sons worked hard to hide this from him, or was it just that he had never thought, ever, that his sons felt, well, like more than just brothers?
N
The Only Exception -Oneshot- by Petrichor123, literature
Literature
The Only Exception -Oneshot-
Disclaimer: I do not own the ninja turtles.
Warning: contains bad language, yaoi, etc. Read at your own risk.
This is a human AU, although you could just as easily imagine the guys to be turtles.
________________________________________
Oneshot
“My house. Tonight. ‘Soon as the sun sets.” Raphael had whispered into his ear, a few split seconds before the home bell went and everyone scrambled out of the classroom. Leo hadn’t had a chance to ask what, or why, but hadn’t needed to; not really. Their relationship had never seemed – or been – very complicated. They were both stubborn and both natural born
A Fanatic's Explanation by GeminiWishes, literature
Literature
A Fanatic's Explanation
Growing up was hard.
With both parent always working, I had to mature quickly so I could set a good example for my little brother and sister.
I was constantly pushed to do my best, to be the best.
I took advanced classes.
I played sports.
I attended youth groups.
But I was constantly reminded that I can’t be perfect.
My ADHD make school frustrating.
I was always lacking in sports and never really felt like part of the team.
I didn’t get anything from the youth groups.
I was becoming distant from my family.
Being a military kid, I guess my social skills were never the best.
What was the point of making friends if I just had to l