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    Our detective was perfectly fine when he left the house today, but he came home tonight completely crushed. He wouldn't even speak. He just crouched inside the refrigerator, secretly wiping away his tears.

    Something made Ashveil cry. Mister N intends to find out what.


    A story based on the description of Ashveil's Keeping Up With Star Rail (check notes for context).

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    25 Apr 2026

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  2. Public Bookmark 4

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    Blow hope to terror;blow seeing to blind
    (blow pity to envy and soul to mind)
    —whose hearts are mountains, roots are trees,
    it's they shall cry hello to the spring

    - ee cummings

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    25 Apr 2026

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    The “Ned and Cat are variants of Ashveil and Himeko” series

  3. Public Bookmark 23

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    Leo stepped back, closed his eyes, and reached out for the closest teleport-able object.

    When he opened his eyes, he was still in his room. Still staring at the stuffed bear.

    …huh.

    Leo thought for a moment, attempting to retrace his steps.

    Well, he’d gotten the gift just because it had reminded him of Raph. But that had reminded him of how much Raph throws himself around in fights, and how hard he tries to help Leo all the time, how he’s putting too much pressure on himself.

    Maybe…

    Their mystic and ninpo were pretty much combined now, right? And the latter was literally all about loving their family with everything they had.

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    22 Apr 2026

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    “Hey, Miguel! Have you ever thought of sharing this stuff online?”

    That’s how it starts, with Leo draping an arm around his shoulders and grinning ear to ear, giving him a little shake. They’re all together on a rooftop, looking at Mikey’s latest creation, a big sprawling spray of the sunflowers he’s only ever seen in pictures.

    “What, like, publicly?” he asks, craning his neck to look up at his big brother. “You think it’s that good?”

    “Of course I do!” Leo holds his arm out, painting the rosy picture his mind has conjured with his words. “I can see it now! Famous artist Michelangelo, brother to the even more famous athlete-actor-rock star Leonardo!”

    Mikey starts an art account, and learns a few things along the way.

    Written for tmnt-write-fight!

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    21 Apr 2026

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    “We can do this the easy way or the hard way.”

    Donnie sits back in his chair, ignoring the twinge in his lower back the way he’s ignored it for the past three hours, and says, “What does the hard way look like?”

    “You’re gonna hate it.”

    “Color me intrigued.”

    Leo shrugs and starts to lift himself up. The infirmary bed is raised at an angle, to help Leo breathe and reduce the risk of pneumonia that has kept Don awake at night, but now he’s pushing himself upright all the way, kicking at his blanket with the foot that isn’t casted.

    “Oh my god, stop, I hate it,” Donnie blurts, all but flinging his tablet aside in his rush to put an end to this nightmare. “You win, you monster!”

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    17 Sep 2022

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    “Hamato Donatello,” Leo says, his even tone riding the line of good humor and sternness both. “How much shell time have you had today?”

    Donnie pointedly doesn’t look up from his iPad. Making eye contact in these moments is too risky. Leo can clock a lie with such accuracy that Donnie thinks it must be a secondary mutation or something, because it certainly isn't natural. The only reason any of them get away with anything is because Donnie’s twin is an agent of chaos, more likely to encourage their stupidity than put a kibosh on it.

    Shell time, however, is one of Those Things Leo Takes Very Seriously.