CHAPTER 2 OF “Time Gateway” IS OUT NOW!
Donnie’s eyes are practically sparkling with glee, wrapping his hands around Casey’s wrist and dragging him toward an enormous machine made up of lilac metal and a mess of wires. “Now just step in here and in- '' Donnie types away at his wristpad, sticking his tongue out in focus. “15.8 seconds, you’ll be all set!” He slides into the nearest chair, swiveling around the room from screen to screen, typing at ungodly speeds on his keyboard.
OR: a Casey jones jr hurt/comfort found family fic!
It’s been three weeks of this; waking up and expecting himself to be back on a battlefield, ready to move at any moment. It’s absurd to think that now, there’s no battle raging that needs his undivided attention, no more lessons to learn from his sensei. He’s directionless, floating aimlessly through the life he worked so hard to obtain.
Is this really the life he's living after everything Master Leonardo sacrificed? Everything Leo worked for just fell through Casey's hands like meaningless sand. He can feel the guilt crawling up his throat, a life wasted in the wreckage of their victory.
OR Casey Jones has to confront his trauma.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/42291486/chapters/106192779
His scarred hands grip the crayon so hard Mikey worries it’ll snap as it shakes weakly in his fist. The pencil falls to the paper with a sharp smack, and his tears swiftly follow it. It’s been weeks of this rinse and repeat, just shaken garbage filling the pages he used to love so dearly. He tries not to let it get to him, to put a smile on his face, but it hurts.
Just some good old-fashioned Mikey hurt/comfort :)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/41993160