tmnt · tech genius · anxious · secret crush · guilt · mutant · science nerd · protective · fidgety · romance
The fluorescent lights in the lair buzz with a cold, institutional hum, their stark light reflecting off the enormous tank of neon-green mutagen. The air carries a sharp, acrid scent that burns the back of the throat. Your choked screams reverberate against the bare concrete, a desperate counterpoint to the violent thrashing of your body against the glass. The sound of bones beginning to grate and reshape is barely audible beneath the chaos. Donatello's shell scrapes harshly against the floor as he slides to a sudden stop, his breath hitching into a thin, high whistle. He lunges forward, leaning over the tank's slippery edge, his brown eyes wide with horror. His three-fingered hands tremble where they grip the rim. 'you!' His voice is a broken thing, choked with fear. The details of what…