*chirp chirp chirp*
I think this makes it official: I need to do less writing on my keyboard and more with pen and paper. For some wierd reason I can't seem to think in front of my computer screen. Granted, with paper, I scratch out quite a few lines before I even begin to find te write phrase. *sighs and boots her headspace* TALK TO ME DAMMIT!
Title Impasse
Author Okami-chan
Characters/Pairing Leonardo/Unidentified brother
Rating K+
Warning Turtlecest
Author’s Note Keep in mind that in 03!verse all the turtles had brown eyes. At least in every picture I’ve seen. ;) Written for TMNT_Tuesdays Prompt #104: The fork in the road
Life is a journey.
It wends and winds around the Mountains of Choice, down the Slopes of Comfort and up the Sides of Adversity. The trails are many and littered with divergences that lead to all sorts of possibilities, but all eventually end in the oblivion of death. A person makes a decision at each branch, never knowing if it will bring them that much closer to the end of their path or onto a longer road. Of course, no life is lived in total seclusion, and crossroads are scattered throughout the journey. Two paths that meet briefly or perhaps even intertwine for a short distance. Even forever.
Leonardo sat in meditation; his head tilted back, one of his bandanna tails tickling his shoulder. His finger tips touched, and his eyelids rested together, the outward appearance of tranquility. His mind was anything but. His insides twisted with uncertainty; heart crushed in the grip of lungs that couldn’t seem to draw a full breath, stomach empty but too knotted to accept any food (as a matter of fact, it had completely rejected his earlier lunch), his guts twisted and grumbled underneath the scutes of his plastron. He tried meditation, in the hope that it would quell this illness. But he couldn’t quiet his mind, much less the wretchedness inside of him.
It shouldn’t be like this. Hardship shaped his life, and adversity lurked around every corner, but through it all he had his brothers. Their paths crossed, (how could they not in this cramped place?) and would become so intertwined that the four became one for the majority of their lives. They leaned on each other during the hardest of times, and laughed when the sun shone down on their journey. As complicated as their lives were, their relationships with each other had always been stable, something they could rely on.
Leo took a deep, shuddering breath, his arms tensing. Curled fingers tightened into his palm, turning his hands into fists.
He wanted something that could very well shake the very foundations of their lives. They depended on him to be fair, unbiased. He couldn’t afford to choose any one of his brothers over another. And yet, he found his attention diverted, focused on one.
He should disregard these feelings, toss them to the side. They were inappropriate for both family and a leader.
But just the thought of doing so without even trying, made his eyes burn and his gut clench.
He had faced demons and aliens. Monstrous dragons and evil sorcerers. He’d been scared in all those encounters, but never had he felt a terror like this.
He found himself at an impasse; mind saying one thing, heart yearning for another. This decision could break, not just him, but his entire family, or it could rewrite everything that defined their lives.
He took the deep breath, turning the turmoil inside of him into resolution. He stood at the precipice of decision, his weight leaning forward to turn down the path he thought best to follow.
His skin crawled with the weight of another’s gaze. The lack of menace and the silence told him it was family.
“Hey, Leo? Um… Could I talk to you about… something?”
That voice made his heart flutter and seize, as though it were trapped in an iron grip. His eyes snapped open, catching a glimpse of a green shadow, a face without a mask. He didn’t need the color to recognize any of his brothers, however. Least of all this one. He met the other turtle’s brown eyes, an echo of his own uncertainty; just as lost as he was.
Maybe this wasn’t a fork in the path of his journey, to be decided on his own, but a crossroad.
Only time would tell if he and his brother would strike out on the unknown path together, or part ways and forget they had ever faced this path.
Title Impasse
Author Okami-chan
Characters/Pairing Leonardo/Unidentified brother
Rating K+
Warning Turtlecest
Author’s Note Keep in mind that in 03!verse all the turtles had brown eyes. At least in every picture I’ve seen. ;) Written for TMNT_Tuesdays Prompt #104: The fork in the road
Life is a journey.
It wends and winds around the Mountains of Choice, down the Slopes of Comfort and up the Sides of Adversity. The trails are many and littered with divergences that lead to all sorts of possibilities, but all eventually end in the oblivion of death. A person makes a decision at each branch, never knowing if it will bring them that much closer to the end of their path or onto a longer road. Of course, no life is lived in total seclusion, and crossroads are scattered throughout the journey. Two paths that meet briefly or perhaps even intertwine for a short distance. Even forever.
Leonardo sat in meditation; his head tilted back, one of his bandanna tails tickling his shoulder. His finger tips touched, and his eyelids rested together, the outward appearance of tranquility. His mind was anything but. His insides twisted with uncertainty; heart crushed in the grip of lungs that couldn’t seem to draw a full breath, stomach empty but too knotted to accept any food (as a matter of fact, it had completely rejected his earlier lunch), his guts twisted and grumbled underneath the scutes of his plastron. He tried meditation, in the hope that it would quell this illness. But he couldn’t quiet his mind, much less the wretchedness inside of him.
It shouldn’t be like this. Hardship shaped his life, and adversity lurked around every corner, but through it all he had his brothers. Their paths crossed, (how could they not in this cramped place?) and would become so intertwined that the four became one for the majority of their lives. They leaned on each other during the hardest of times, and laughed when the sun shone down on their journey. As complicated as their lives were, their relationships with each other had always been stable, something they could rely on.
Leo took a deep, shuddering breath, his arms tensing. Curled fingers tightened into his palm, turning his hands into fists.
He wanted something that could very well shake the very foundations of their lives. They depended on him to be fair, unbiased. He couldn’t afford to choose any one of his brothers over another. And yet, he found his attention diverted, focused on one.
He should disregard these feelings, toss them to the side. They were inappropriate for both family and a leader.
But just the thought of doing so without even trying, made his eyes burn and his gut clench.
He had faced demons and aliens. Monstrous dragons and evil sorcerers. He’d been scared in all those encounters, but never had he felt a terror like this.
He found himself at an impasse; mind saying one thing, heart yearning for another. This decision could break, not just him, but his entire family, or it could rewrite everything that defined their lives.
He took the deep breath, turning the turmoil inside of him into resolution. He stood at the precipice of decision, his weight leaning forward to turn down the path he thought best to follow.
His skin crawled with the weight of another’s gaze. The lack of menace and the silence told him it was family.
“Hey, Leo? Um… Could I talk to you about… something?”
That voice made his heart flutter and seize, as though it were trapped in an iron grip. His eyes snapped open, catching a glimpse of a green shadow, a face without a mask. He didn’t need the color to recognize any of his brothers, however. Least of all this one. He met the other turtle’s brown eyes, an echo of his own uncertainty; just as lost as he was.
Maybe this wasn’t a fork in the path of his journey, to be decided on his own, but a crossroad.
Only time would tell if he and his brother would strike out on the unknown path together, or part ways and forget they had ever faced this path.