"Los mejores recuerdos son aquellos que al contarlos te sacan una sonrisa" Leo: Recuerdas... ¿Aquellos momentos que vivimos juntos?. Karai: Si, si los recuerdo. ¿Cómo olvidarse de ellos?. Leo: ¿Te parecería volver a recordar?. ~~~~~~~~~~~❀~~~~~~~~~~~ » Capítulos cortos. » Historia 100% original mía. » No se aceptan copias y/o adaptaciones sin mi permiso. » Los personajes no son míos, propiedad de sus respectivos creadores. » Las imágenes no me pertenecen, créditos a sus autores. » Disfrutar. . 12/04/18 #804 en Romance #TMNTawards2018

"Looks like we meet again, hot head." I smirked as Raph came into view. His head was so red from fuming he could've just explode! "A'right kid, give me back my sai. Now." He growled. "You mean that salad tong? Why? Vegetarian?" All hail me for the amazing comebacks, thank you thank you. "I ain't have no time ta mess around kid. Just turn around and gimme back my sai and i'll consider this over." I rolled my eyes. "Dude, i'm 14. I'm not a kid." ---------------------------------------------------------- Who would've thunk the Ol' Fearless big brother blue leader is actually the youngest? And who knows, there are still secrets kept in store.. ---- NON-ROMANCE STORY. PURE BROTHERLY/FRIENDSHIP FLUFF. Ch.1-2 is written kinda hapzardly, may edit later. The story gradually turns better at Ch.3 or 4. Relationship mostly revolves around Raph's friendship first because it's easier for me to connect with him. Donnie and Mikey will eventually came up. On later chapters. Eventually. Disclaimer : I DON'T OWN THESE TERRAPINS EXCEPT AO. ((Well not really since he's- oh just read this already!)) 《WARNING》 SO CRAZY. MUCH RANDOM. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I'M THINKING WHEN WRITING THIS. OH. AND TERRIBLE PUNS, JOKES, REFERENCES, YA KNOW ALL THE BASIC NYC LIFE IS IN HERE. READING THIS CAN BE HAPZARDOUS TO YOUR MENTAL HEALTH (sorta)IF YOU ARE NOT FROM NYC BECAUSE INSANITY DUH. AND I STRONGLY RECCOMEND NOT TO READ THIS IN PUBLIC DUE TO SOME PROTESTS AUTHOR KEEPS GETTING FROM PREVIOUS READERS. AND DON'T READ THIS WHILE EATING OR DRINKING OR DOING ANYTHING. EXCEPT BREATHING. THANK YOU FOR YOUR ATTENTION.

(Lol sorry guys I'm really a terrible author)

So you already know what this is about based on the title... Enjoy! 😊

esta historia la cree por que se me vino a la mente,si quieren saber de que trata pasen y lean

Mikey couldn't take it anymore. When everything got to much for him he sometimes started hiding in a mask of happiness to keep being like he always was. It's no wonder his brothers didn't notice a thing. Lately he's been putting up his mask more and more. But now... He can't take it off anymore. He's become a fake, a liar, an empty version of who he used to be while the his real self is locked inside. How will Mikey take back control? How will he stop hiding in his mask? And what was he gonna do now that every body else starts to notice somethings off? And what was that voice in his mind? I DO NOT OWN TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES

Mikey loves to paint, but when he takes some advice a little... Too serious, things get a bit messy. And this time Mikey is the one with the blood on his hands. Will he be able to make his brothers proud? Will he be able to find a way to make his brothers smile? No matter what he has to do. This is my first fanfiction! (Don't own the picture just edited it)

Aqui te traigo unos Memes de las Tortugas Ninja para que te paces un buen rato de diverción

Welcome to book 2 my lovelies💓 Problems have escalated since your marriage with Raph, and it appears that it will only continue to get worse. Your only hope is to contact old friends for help along the way. ~ "What's the bird for?" (Y/n) inquired, her (e/c) eyes shining with curiosity. My eyes glanced to the small paper crane in his hands. Michael smiled a little and examined the bird. "It's kind of like a messenger for me. I used the crane to assist our prison break and to send messages to my family and friends." I raised an eye ridge, deep in thought. "Can you teach me how to make one?" ~ This is a TMNT x Prison Break x Justice League crossover