Leonardo: Can someone give me an example of a mistake made on this mission?
[Raphael immediately raises his hand.]
Leonardo: Thank you, Raphael. That’s a very good example.
Raphael: Hey! I didn’t even say anything yet!
Leonardo: You didn’t have to.
Thank you @somestorythoughts for expanding 😂
Stop, because this has actually taken over my mind.
I imagine Gi-hun as a divorced, gambling-addicted cleaner at the opera house, living there while his daughter trains in ballet at the dormitory. He’s worked there for years, long enough to start believing in the so-called Front Man—especially since said ghost has been giving him impromptu singing lessons.
Gi-hun can’t deny that ever since the Front Man took an interest in him, most of his gambling debts have been conveniently forgotten by those he owed them to. Some creditors have even mysteriously disappeared.
One day, disaster strikes. The prima donna refuses to sing after yet another sabotage by the opera ghost—this time, right in front of the new owner of the opera house, the Recruiter. To make matters worse, a new benefactor has arrived: Cho Sang-woo.
Gi-hun’s childhood best friend.
Sang-woo doesn’t recognize Gi-hun at first—just a cleaner on stage, sweeping up the aftermath of yet another accident. But when it becomes clear that the opera will have to cancel its performance (and refund an audience they can’t afford to lose), Jung-bae, the stage manage who got Gi-hun the job years ago, makes an outrageous suggestion: let Gi-hun sing.
Gi-hun nearly spits out his drink. Everyone laughs. The idea is ridiculous. Him? The starring role?
But then—he sings.
And the laughter stops.
Before he can protest, the costumers are hauling him backstage, fitting him into elaborate robes, combing his hair, shaving his face. By the time he looks in the mirror, he barely recognizes himself. He isn’t just a cleaner anymore.
That night, as Gi-hun steps onto the stage, Sang-woo recognizes the voice before he recognizes the man. The performance stuns the audience, and afterward, Sang-woo finds Gi-hun in his dressing room, inviting him to dinner. The invitation feels surreal—too fine, too polished. The luxury, the crisp new clothes—it’s everything Gi-hun ever wanted.
But something about it feels wrong.
Later, a letter arrives. Not from Sang-woo.
From the Front Man, the opera ghost.
The signature?
A symbol.
〇△□
Before Gi-hun can make sense of it, he is summoned.
This time, not to the stage.
To the depths beneath the opera house.
Where the Front Man waits.
i dont know if this is too niche but then again tumblr never fails to surprise me so… hear me out on this????? i???? kinda need to write this au asap because the poto dynamic with 457 is actually crazy
the phantom is the og masked yearner i fear… he walked so inho could run
also the idea of the phantom (inho) being shorter than christine (gihun) has me giggling a little icl
good morning. leo warm up
It's that time of the year again 🎃💥
Chapter Three Archive of Our Own Link 🔗: https://archiveofourown.org/works/62894770/chapters/162193801
Chapter Five Archive of Our Own Link 🔗: https://archiveofourown.org/works/63964906/chapters/167008765?view_adult=true
Possibly my favourite 2k3 tmnt screenshot
Bro really said (ㆁωㆁ)
The fact that Leonardo somehow ends up being the big brother to literally everyone, even those way older than him, is just peak comedy. Like, Casey is a full-grown man, but when he pulls the “C'mon dude, just this once” card, Leonardo's big brother instincts kick in hard and softie that he is, giving in with an “Alright, alright.”
Dreamwave's TMNT (2003)
Hwang In-ho (unzipping the tracksuit): god! It's soo hot in here.
Gi-hun: ......I understand that but..why are you unzipping my tracksuit??!
Wow, I love this! It’s just as I imagined him! Thank you so much 😊
@bangs-coffee-fandoms-unite little dark age Tmnt fic
Foot Leo design!!
I feel that jinx and him would get along swell :3
Hope you like!!!
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