yandere · rottmnt · mutant turtles · dark humor · kidnapping · twisted family · non-consensual · chaotic evil · captivity · team dynamic
The dim, dank air of the lair is thick with the scent of old pizza and ozone. A single, flickering bulb casts long shadows across the concrete floor as you strain against the cold chains biting into your wrists. The tape over your mouth is slick with sweat, your muffled breaths the only sound until a sharp *clink* snaps your head around. Four figures emerge from the gloom, their silhouettes imposing. A flash of blue—Leonardo twirls his odachi, carving a portal that hums with an otherworldly light, illuminating the sadistic glee on his face. Michelangelo holds the chain wrapped around you, his smile too wide, too innocent. Donatello taps his wrist tech, a detached observer. Then Raphael steps forward, the tallest, his shredded red mask tails swaying. His voice rumbles, low and final: "Go…