AriameSalim

Fandom: TMNT (2012 verse) Pairing: RaphxMikey Warnings: tcest, mpreg, violence Chapter Eight: Into the Storm Project Lazarus.  The words came up again and again in the documents.  At first, Donnie didn’t pay them a second thought, deducting from the context of the research notes that it was just one of the many projects that MechCorp Labs had in progress.  Along with Project Lazarus was a long list of projects, each with equally dramatic names no matter what the nature of the study.  So he didn’t feel bad glossing over the seemingly innocuous name at first, not until it showed up in the heavily redacted documents that he’d

Fandom: TMNT (2012 verse) Pairing: RaphxMikey Warnings: tcest, mpreg A/N: Thank you for all your kind words and continued support.  It's been wonderful to see that you all have enjoyed this as much as I have enjoyed writing it.  Starting this chapter, there are going to be some darker themes trickling into the story.  This chapter in particular will have death involving animals and some disturbing content.  Please use discretion if you are sensitive to these sort of themes. Chapter Seven: Disaster Great stars and galaxies!  What was I thinking asking for this??  Mistakes were made!  Mistakes were made!  She couldn’t turn the display sc

Fandom: TMNT (2012 verse) Pairing: RaphxMikey Warnings: tcest, mpreg Chapter Six: The Enemy The Foot Clan had seen better days.  Once a proud and powerful clan, it had enjoyed a certain level of notoriety from the very beginning.  When it had been at its most powerful, few clans could truly rival it either politically or in strength of numbers.  At its height, under the ironclad fist of Oroku Saki, better known as the Shredder, both the Foot Clan’s enemies and allies alike had trembled before their might. Then and now are two very different things. It was almost embarrassing to see such a prestigious clan reduced to little more than

Fandom: TMNT (2012 verse) Pairing: RaphxMikey Warnings: tcest, mpreg Chapter Five: The Work The more time she spent with the turtles, the more they intrigued her.  Even beyond the whole talking-mutated-ninja-turtles-raised-by-a-mutated-rat-in-the-sewers thing they were a fascinating bunch.  The first few days following their encounter in the alley found her observing their behaviors and how they lived their day-to-day lives.  Once they’d abandoned hope of finding Itsa Noyb, their lives resumed pretty normally.   She wasn’t being creepy or anything!  Honestly!  She gave them plenty of privacy, thank you very much!  Okay, so if as

Fandom: TMNT (2012 verse) Pairing: RaphxMikey Warnings: tcest, mpreg Chapter Four: Itsa Noyb “I’m telling you, dudes.  There was something totally weird about that woman.  Like mondo weird,” Mikey insisted for at least the fifth time that night.  The conversation had been going on since they’d left the woman to the police and was continuing on well into the night. Raph was listening to his lover, but that didn’t mean he was budging from his seat on the couch.  He and Donnie were in an epic competition to win their Mario Kart Championship tournament.  Raph had held the title of Champion among his brothers for m

Fandom: TMNT (2012 verse) Pairing: RaphxMikey Warnings: tcest, mpreg Chapter Three: Reconnaissance She didn’t go directly to her mystery turtles.  As her brother Vito always said: a good reconnaissance mission was best carried out in stages.  And being that he was the utmost expert in war, conflict, and destruction, she trusted his advice.  The first stage in Vito’s model for a successful mission was to familiarize one’s self with the terrain.  For her mission, it meant reacquainting herself with Earth in all its...glory.  By glory, she meant that in the most sarcastic way possible, by the way. This used to be such a beau

Fandom: TMNT (2012 verse) Pairing: RaphxMikey Warnings: tcest, mpreg Chapter One: Un-Planned It was always a sad thing to see the end of a bloodline.  Over the long centuries, she had seen this too many times to count.  It seemed like a waste to let entire families die out, to let their names fade away like dust in the wind.  The lucky ones, the ones that had somehow made an impact on their environment (be it good or bad), were remembered at least.  A countless number of others were not so lucky. She remembered all of them.  Not that any single one was more significant to her than any other.  She knew their names, and if asked politely eno