#I want it to be clear that any time Leo is hearing “Mind Raph”

[dandylovesturtles]

Using a random number generator for the angst prompts: 20 Starved + 30 Dangerous Temperatures

... and Leo, of course.

OH GOD OK

uh so. I had an idea. and I decided to write it for this ask I got forever ago. And then, uh.

it really

really got out of hand.

This is a pretty dark fic (even for me) and at the current moment in time it is hurt/no comfort. I do intend to write a part 2, probably tomorrow, but as of the time I'm typing this author's note I've been writing for around 5+ hours straight and I need to take a break! So please, if you don't want to read all this without the comfort included, feel free to wait for the next part before reading! I'll link it and the end once it's posted.

Content warnings: Kidnapping, confinement, psychological torture, nonconsensual voyeurism (I guess this is the best way to put this; Leo isn't doing anything sexual but it's still violating), mild violence, HEAVY ANGST, Leo just having the shittiest time possible.

I HOPE?? YOU ENJOY??? hahahaha....

btw this is set between S2 and the movie (though tbh its canon compliance is... /waves hand)

-----

When Leo imagined himself getting captured by some kind of shady, quasi-governmental agency intent on imprisoning mutants, it was never anything like this.

When he let his mind go there, he always pictured that he would be strapped to a table. Maybe muzzled. That scientists would stand over him, scalpels and drills in hand, and start to take him apart. That they'd examine him piece by piece, and wouldn't give him any anesthesia while they did it.

But there is no table, no muzzle, no restraints at all. He's just in a room.

Well, a cell, technically - the steel door is locked, and there are no windows, no furniture but a bare cot in one corner and a lone toilet in another. But it doesn't really look like a cell. It looks like a room.

A very, very white room. White walls. White ceiling. White tiles (with white grout, even). The toilet is white, a roll of white toilet paper on the floor next to it. The only things that aren't white are the cot and the door and Leo himself.

They took his gear and his weapons, because of course they did. Since the door is steel, he already knows he's not breaking it down; he gives it a half-hearted slam anyway, just to say he tried. He should be able to just portal out, except he hasn't learned how to use his portals without his swords to channel his ninpo through, and there's nothing in here with him that he can use to make new ones.

So he's stuck. He's going to have to wait until someone opens that door for some reason. Or, of course, until his family swings by to pick him up. Though, if possible, he'd like to escape before that happens. The image in his mind, of sitting outside his cell and grinning at them as they arrive to rescue him, is too cool to pass up.

He's not sure how long it's been already. He knows that they knocked him out after ambushing him, and he doesn't know how long he was unconscious. The heavy molasses feel of his head and arms when he woke up suggests that he was drugged. It's wearing off now, though, which means he has a clear head to take in the all of nothing that's in the room with him.

He sits on the cot he woke up on and waits for something to happen.

There's no way for him to tell time, but he thinks it's an hour or so later when there's a sudden beep, and then the sound of a metal panel sliding up. It's a slot near the door that has just opened - inside the revealed alcove is a bottle of water.

He comes to it curiously, taking a long look around the bottle. The slot doesn't open straight through, and even if it did, it's not big enough for anything more than his arm or a foot to fit through. He thinks it must function like an airlock, or maybe they slid the bottle down from somewhere above - he feels around just in case, and finds that the slot is enclosed on all sides but his. Probably his airlock theory, then.

As soon as he removes the bottle, the panel slams shut again.

"You're really determined to keep me in here, huh?" he says to whatever hidden cameras are watching him. He carries the water bottle back to his cot, but doesn't open it, instead setting it down on the floor by the wall. The paranoid part of his brain, the one that doesn't miss a trick, is reminding him that drinking the water is probably a bad idea. Who knows what they might have put in it?

He sits on the cot for awhile longer. Still, nothing happens.

"I'm getting pretty bored in here," he says for the audience that must be somewhere. "Come on, you have a one of a kind turtle in here, and you don't even want to talk to me?"

Time passes, slow and quiet. Leo goes through periods where his anxiety spikes and he starts to wonder if he's been abandoned by whoever brought him here, before the boredom eventually numbs the anxiety back out. Another bottle of water is eventually delivered, and this one he keeps in his hands after retrieving it. It's completely unlabeled, not even a "Use by" date printed on the bottle itself, so it doesn't provide much mental stimulation. He spins the bottle to make little whirlpools inside, because it's something to do.

He's trying to make the fastest whirlpool he can when he hears a sudden click, different from the beep of the water bottle hole, and he looks up just in time to see a large section of the wall in front of him turn black, and then light up to show the room beyond his cell.

He jolts, setting the bottle aside. He knew they must be watching him, but somehow he didn't catch that part of the wall was a whole window.

His audience isn't very large - five people, unless there are others he can't see. Two wear lab coats, two wear fatigues... but the one who comes to stand directly in front of the window is wearing a black suit, with steel rimmed glasses. He leans forward, and speaks into a small microphone.

"Inmate 24365," says the suited man. "I am Agent Bishop, of the Earth Protection Force. My subordinates tell me that you can speak and understand the English language. Is this correct?"

"Qué?" Leo asks.

Bishop does not look amused. "Inmate 24365," he says, "you have two options. You can cooperate with me, answer my questions, and we will make your stay here more comfortable. Do not cooperate, and we will make your stay uncomfortable. Do you understand?"

Leo pretends to hem and haw over this. "How comfortable are we talkin'?"

"I'm sure you would like some dinner."

"You know, I'm not really hungry." He says it to be difficult, but it's actually true - the uncertainty of the situation has put his stomach in too many knots to want to eat anything. "Maybe if you offer me some comic books? Or a TV?

To Bishop's credit, his face doesn't so much as twitch. He keeps his steely eyes locked on Leo. "Answer our questions, and you will receive food. Do you understand?"

Leo stays noncommittal. "What are the questions?"

He's expecting Bishop to ask about his family. He's not expecting what comes next.

"How many gateways are there between New York City and the hidden yokai enclave?" he asks. "How are these gateways accessed? What kind of defensive capabilities do the yokai have?"

Leo keeps the surprise off his face. Bishop thinks he's a yokai.

This is, overall, a good development. Bishop might not know about Leo's family, then, or at least not know that they live on the surface. This means the Earth Protection Force likely isn't pursuing his brothers, which means they will be safe until they can help Leo get out of here.

He doesn't let the relief show through, either. Bishop doesn't know anything, and now Leo just has to ride out the next few hours until the calvary arrives.

"You know," he says, "I think I'm good with my current levels of comfort."

If Bishop is mad or frustrated or dismayed by this choice, he doesn't show it. His expression stays stony as he stares in at Leo, sizing him up.

"Very well," he says after a few more seconds. "I will see you tomorrow, then."

The window goes dark, and then turns stark white to match the walls. Leo wants to go over and tap at it, see if it feels different when he touches it, but knowing that Bishop is surely still there, watching him, keeps him rooted to the cot.

He goes back to making whirlpools with the bottle. If they aren't going to entertain him, he isn't going to entertain them, either.

-----

Another water bottle comes some time after his talk with Bishop. He finally opens this one and takes a cautious sip. Nothing tastes off or strange, so he drinks more. They don't want to feed him, but they're fine keeping him hydrated. No reason to stay thirsty, then.

He wishes the water calmed the anxiety still roiling in his stomach, but if anything it just makes him feel even more energized. He bounces his foot and surveys his room again, looking for any weak spots or access points. He can't see anything, though, other than the areas where he knows the water bottle hole and window are; even the vents that relentlessly blow cold air into the room are well hidden.

Knowing that there are people standing just outside his cell watching him, like some kind of zoo animal, puts him on edge. The window is so big that he's pretty sure the only blind spots are either directly underneath it or right by the door on the same wall. After debating it, he leaves his cot and sits on the floor underneath the window, surveying the room from a different angle now and still coming up empty. At least they're going to have a harder time staring at him.

His eyes catch on the toilet in the corner, directly across from the window. It's not in the blind spot, and realizing this makes his insides lurch uncomfortably - hopefully he has a chance to bust out before using it becomes necessary.

Though, he's not sure when that chance is going to come. If they have a slot to pass him water, they could use that to pass him food, too, so it's unlikely that anyone is going to open the door unless they need to take him out.

So maybe his fantasy of being outside when his brothers arrive isn't going to happen. Well, that's okay; he'll just be sure to make some other part of their escape totally rad. That will make up for the embarrassment of getting kidnapped a block from Run of the Mill.

(Seriously, some kind of ninja he is, to let a bunch of human soldiers sneak up on him.)

He drains the water bottle, then starts to roll it back and forth across the floor, like a cat batting at a toy. Leo's not sure what's worse right now: the worry or the boredom. There's nothing to look at and no one to talk to, just an empty room with him and his water bottles.

He's too keyed up to sleep, and the fluorescent lights are still on, anyway. He has no way of telling what time it is, so maybe it just isn't that late yet. And even sitting here, in the blind spot, the idea of closing his eyes while people are watching makes unease crawl up his spine. Staying awake is the easy choice. He'll sleep after he's out of here.

So he sits under the window and rolls his bottle back and forth, back and forth, with only the sound of plastic on tile to keep his thoughts company.

-----

The first three water bottles came pretty regularly, but now there is a very long stretch where nothing is delivered. Leo is starting to think maybe it really is night now. They don't turn off the lights in his cell, though, and he has no controls to do it himself. At least it helps with the whole "staying awake" thing.

Just in case they've decided to suspend his water privileges along with the food, he holds off drinking any more for now.

Speaking of food, his appetite has finally decided to return. His stomach starts to growl at him after several hours (he thinks) of sitting in the floor, an annoying emptiness in his stomach. Knowing there's no food accessible just makes the hunger sharper, but he puts it out of his mind the best he can with nothing else to focus on. He can eat once he's free.

Which should be soon. Seriously, his brothers have to be on their way by now, right?

He's pretty sure it's been the better part of a day, if not a whole day, since he was kidnapped. And, okay, he's willing to give them some leeway; it's understandable if they got a late start. He did storm out of the lair after his latest fight with Raph, and no one ever came to check on him when he did that. Understandably, he thinks, because who wants to be around Bad Mood Leo? Not even Leo wants to be around Bad Mood Leo!

But he'd already turned back into Good Mood Leo by the time he left Hueso's, so surely they knew it had been more than enough time. They would have noticed when he didn't come home. They would have realized something happened. They would be looking for him.

And if they're looking for him, they'll find him! Obviously.

His stomach growls again, and Leo leans his head back against the wall behind him. Maybe he shouldn't think of being at Hueso's. Now he just wants pizza. Pepperoni and mushroom, maybe, or Hawaiian. Mix it up a little with the barbeque chicken.

Another growl. He groans out loud.

He stays awake, twisting and crinkling the empty bottle in his hands, until another full one finally arrives.

-----

No chance to escape comes before using the toilet is necessary.

He tried to hold out, he really did, but he ended up drinking more water to stave off the growing hunger, and it's lowkey cold in here, which doesn't help. Still, the issue of the window sends an uneasy shiver up his spine, doubting that any people outside will feel the need to turn away and give him some privacy. Maybe he should have gone while he suspected it was nighttime.

(Maybe he shouldn't assume they ever aren't watching him.)

He stands up and walks over to the cot, giving it a light nudge with his foot. In a stroke of luck, it isn't bolted to the floor, and it's light enough that he can lift it. The black mesh it's made of is tightly woven, enough that not much is visible through it. It will have to do.

He picks it up and drags it over in front of the toilet, propping it up on its legs so it makes a small wall between himself and the window. It's hardly ideal, but the semblance of privacy makes him relax somewhat.

(He can't think about how there are surely cameras in the room watching him from all angles, making his attempt at a barrier moot. He knows better than anyone that sometimes pleasant lies are necessary.)

After he does his business, he leaves the cot propped where it is; it's not like he's sleeping on it. There's no sink for him to wash his hands, but he's never been the strictest about it, anyway (much to Donnie's disgust). He returns to his spot under the window, squeezing the water bottle to the rhythm of the first song that comes to mind.

Only two verses and a bridge later, the window above his head turns black, then goes clear. Thinking that Bishop might have been watching him just now makes a cold, slimy feeling roll down his spine. Creepy!

"Inmate 24365," comes Bishop's voice through the unseen speaker. "Stand."

Leo doesn't. He stays right where he is, under the window.

Bishop waits only a few seconds. Then Leo hears him say, "Temperature down two degrees."

He gets up at that, turning and leaning his arm against the window. It strangely doesn't feel like glass, even though it must be. "It's already cold enough in here," he says. He wonders how they can hear him, when he doesn't see a microphone on his side.

"You were told your conditions would only be made comfortable after you answer our questions," Bishop informs him. "The same as before: how many gateways are there between New York City and the hidden yokai enclave? How are these gateways-"

"How about you answer my questions first," Leo interjects. "You keep calling me "inmate," but I haven't been charged with anything. Pretty sure you can't detain me without cause."

"The EPF is authorized to detain non-human inmates for as long as deemed necessary for the security of the United States," says Bishop smoothly. "Probable cause doctrine does not apply in this case."

"That's gotta be unconstitutional."

"The constitution does not recognize the rights of yokai. You have no right to counsel, no right to a speedy trial, and no right to protections from cruel and unusual punishments." Bishop's stare is colder than the temperature in the room. "But I am not an unfair man. Answer my questions, and I will provide you with food and clothing."

Leo tosses a glance over his shoulder. "How about a private bathroom?"

Bishop's expression stays ever in place, unimpressed and stoic. "Food and clothing," he repeats.

Leo gives his head a shake. "Then nope," he says, popping the "p". "I plead the fifth."

"As I have already explained, the Bill of Rights does not apply to you."

"That's such crap." Leo bangs his fist on the window. "You can't just keep me here forever for no reason!"

"I do have reasons." Bishop leans closer to the window, his eyes narrowing. "Let's try a different question. What is your relation to Baron Draxum?"

The surprise is fast and sharp, but Leo just manages to keep it from showing on his face. "Who?" he asks innocently, even as the panic sets into his chest. If they know about Draxum, what else do they know?

"We know you are acquainted with him," says Bishop. "What is the nature of your relationship?"

Leo knows they aren't bluffing - why would they bring up that very specific name otherwise? There's no lie he can tell that won't reveal something.

So he doesn't say anything. Instead, he turns his back to the window and sits down, staring resolutely at the opposite wall.

Bishop clicks his tongue. "Very well," he says. "I am a patient man. I can wait." Then, more muffled, like he's facing away from the microphone, Leo hears him say, "Temperature down two degrees."

The window goes dark, then turns back to white. Leo doesn't move for a long time.

-----

The third water bottle arrives, so he guesses that's the end of day two.

He's shaking as he gets up to retrieve it, adding it to his growing water bottle hoard. He's gone through three and a half by now, but he's trying not to drink them too fast.

As promised, no food is delivered, and his stomach growls and rumbles in protest. The water helps, but only slightly. He needs to eat.

He also needs to sleep.

The panicked adrenaline spikes that have kept him awake this long are starting to die down, with more and more long stretches of exhaustion between them. The shaking is near constant, bringing with it the weird jittery feeling he gets when his insomnia gets particularly bad.

The window is still unnerving him. The idea of sleeping while they're watching him feels staggeringly unsafe.

But he doesn't think he can hold out now until his family gets here. Sure, they're probably getting close (they have to be getting close), but they're sure taking their sweet time. And he's just so tired.

After a long internal debate, he lays down on the cold tile floor. It's not at all comfortable, but somehow he doubts the cot would be any better. Besides, even if he moves the cot under the window, he thinks it would be easier to see him if he uses it. So on the floor it is.

He presses as close to the wall as he can, curling up into a ball for warmth. He wishes he had a blanket.

He wishes he was home.

He squeezes his eyes shut tight and forces back the sudden wave of overwhelming homesickness. There's no reason to feel this way. It's only been two days! What is he, a baby?

It's fine. It's all fine. They're definitely on his trail now. Raph is leading the team. Donnie is using some kind of invention to blah blah blah nerd stuff. Mikey is razzing his tazz. April is using her investigative journalism skills to find clues.

They're on their way. He just has to hold out a little longer. He can do this.

He sleeps, and in his dreams, something grabs him tight and drags him down and down and down where he can't escape.

-----

The same routine plays out over the next two days.

Leo gets two water bottles delivered, spaced, if he had to guess, about five hours apart. Bishop comes to visit him some time after the second bottle. Leo refuses to answer his questions. Bishop turns the temperature down and then leaves. A few hours later his last water bottle comes. Then nothing for the whole night.

They still don't turn off his lights, but exhaustion is starting to win over the brightness.

More than a few times, Leo tries to summon a portal on his own, without his swords. If his family is going to take their sweet time in coming, he might as well try to help them out. He tries to summon his ninpo (without glowing), tries to feel the tug inside of him that he always does when he teleports, tries to envision the place he wants to go and tunnel through space to get there.

Nothing. Always nothing.

(Donnie can make his constructs independent of his bo staff. Raph can send his projections away from his sai. Mikey's learning to use mystic powers without his nunchucks. So why does Leo need his katana? Why is he the only one this useless?)

It probably doesn't help that he's so damn hungry. It's a constant companion now, a low and hollow ache that chooses inconvenient times to turn into white hot stabs of urgency, into seizing cramps that steal his breath. The water only helps so much - it keeps him alive but doesn't satisfy, doesn't soothe. In some ways it just makes the feeling worse.

And he's always shaking, too, but he doesn't know if that's the hunger or the cold.

Maybe the cold wouldn't bother him so much if it were at least still. But the vents blow fresh air inside relentlessly, and no matter where he goes he can't seem to get out of the direct stream. The cold wind batters his tired body, and there's places his skin is starting to turn dry and flaky. His nose won't stop running, and he's allowed himself a small section of his one roll of toilet paper to blow it, already stiff and congealed and disgusting.

It's miserable.

And there's still nothing to do.

He stacks a pyramid out of his empty water bottles, knocks it down, then stacks it up again. He tries to come up with some new and exciting ways to demolish it, but it's only new and exciting for so long.

He spends a few hours of day three singing karaoke as obnoxiously as possible. He hopes everyone outside enjoys the performance.

He recounts every issue of Jupiter Jim he knows to himself, then the plot of every movie. Then he goes through Lou Jitsu films, then anything else he can think of. That eats up a good chunk of day four.

By the time he gets his first water bottle of day five, he's out of ideas to entertain himself. He's never been good at this. He doesn't know how introverts like Donnie can go multiple days without talking to someone.

But when Bishop comes back with his daily offer of conversation, Leo once again impolitely declines.

-----

Something new happens on night five.

It's been a long time since the last water bottle. Leo has been trying to sleep, but it's not coming easy; he's exhausted, but the floor is so cold and he's so sore from staying on it night after night. Not to mention, his nightmares have been getting worse, and he isn't eager to return to them.

Add on the hunger, and sleep is elusive.

Suddenly, there's the telltale shadow of the window above him turning dark - this time, though, it doesn't light up as much as normal. Confused and curious, Leo sits up and takes a peek.

The room beyond is dim, only the glow of a green EXIT sign and a small desk lamp lighting the space. But it's enough for Leo to see a man standing there, looking inside. It's not Bishop - in fact, he doesn't recognize this person at all. They're wearing fatigues, but it's not anyone he's seen in the room during Bishop's normal interrogations.

The man catches sight of Leo, and the grinning leer on his face makes Leo regret looking.

He beckons for Leo to stand up. Warily, Leo does, unable to help but keep his arms folded tight over his chest. Not for the first time, he wishes he had some clothes - his gear, at the very least. Anything to not feel quite so exposed.

The man reaches down and picks something up, holding it aloft for Leo's inspection. "Want a sandwich?" he asks into the microphone.

The sandwich looks like white bread and bologna. No cheese, no other toppings that Leo can spot. Maybe some mustard, if anything. Overall, the most boring possible sandwich he could have been offered.

Leo's mouth is watering.

He has to swallow hard before answering. He doesn't trust this. Even if his stomach is slamming up and down at the promise of food, food, food.

"I'm not hungry," he lies.

The man laughs. It's not a kind sound. "Sure you ain't," he says. "You spend every night curled up on the floor like the dumb animal you are. Can you even eat this?" He waves the sandwich for emphasis.

Leo doesn't answer. He takes a step back from the window, like that will put any kind of distance between them. Like that will save him.

The man watches him with a sleezy grin. He waves the sandwich again.

"You want this," he says.

Leo shakes his head.

"You really sure?"

Leo shudders. Stands tall. Nods.

The man watches him for a long, long moment. Leo fights the urge to hide.

Finally, with a shrug, the man says, "Suit yourself."

Then he starts eating the sandwich. Right where Leo can watch.

Leo's stomach growls, loud and angry in his ears, and he has to physically hold himself back from crumpling.

After several bites, the man suddenly reaches out and taps the window, indicating the cot stood up in front of the toilet.

"That," he says, giving another tap for emphasis, "doesn't do shit."

Leo wants to crawl out of his own skin.

The need to hide is suddenly too great. He rushes to the cot, grabbing it and dragging it back to the blind spot under the window. He sets it down on all four legs, so it's as close to the floor as possible.

Then he lies down on his belly and wriggles underneath. It's a tight squeeze, and the cot ends up pushed up by his shell, suspended in the air, but he doesn't care.

He curls up in his pleasant lie of privacy and bites his hand to keep from screaming himself hoarse.

After an eternity, the window above him turns white again. It doesn't matter. Leo knows he's still there. Still watching.

-----

"You look tired," Bishop greets him. Leo answers with a dead-eyed stare.

"I keep telling you, if you want your conditions to improve, all you have to do is answer my questions."

Leo says nothing. He just stares, arms wrapped tight around himself to try and keep his body heat in.

"How many gateways are there between New York City and the hidden yokai enclave? How are these gateways accessed?"

For a moment, Leo considers just... telling him.

His family doesn't live in the Hidden City. The yokai have never exactly greeted them with open arms. What does he care if these military guys go after them? At least then, maybe he can finally eat something.

That's not what a hero does, Leo! echoes Mind Raph disapprovingly. Innocent people will get hurt!

Right. He's a hero. And heroes don't give into the demands of shitty guys like Bishop.

Leo swallows hard. "No comment."

Bishop's face changes ever so slightly: his brow creases. Leo wonders if that's good or bad for him.

"You understand that Baron Draxum is a known threat, don't you?" he asks. "We are aware of his plans to commit mass murder on the human population. We also know that he has been dormant for some time, and we need information on what he is planning."

Leo thinks of Barry's ambitions to be recognized as the best lunchperson in all of America and can't help but laugh. It comes out cracked and wheezing.

Bishop's furrow gets deeper. "Do you think this is funny?"

"Little bit," says Leo.

Bishop has a chasm to rival Raph's now. Leo knows he shouldn't, but he grins. It's his one moment of triumph - only he can be this aggravating.

And then Bishop says, "Temperature down seven degrees," and that wipes the smile right off Leo's face.

-----

The plastic of the water bottles is soft and pliable and feels weirdly good under Leo's teeth.

He chews the top of the bottle, gnawing at it until it's completely flattened out, pockmarked with little tiny indents from his incisors. It's not eating - it won't fill his belly or ease the persistent hunger pains. But something about the motion is soothing. The place-bo effect.

Pla-ce-bo, corrects Donnie's voice in his mind, sounding testy.

Where are you? Leo thinks back.

There's no answer.

He's gnawed his way through four water bottles. There's eighteen in total now, two and a half still full of water. He thought about using one to wash up a bit, but decided against it in the end. He knows he stinks, but the last thing he wants right now is to be wet. Not when he's starting to see his breath.

Oh well. It's not like he has anywhere to be.

He turns his attentions to the lids next. These are harder and thus tougher to chew. Still, if Leo uses his molars, he can eventually crack the lip, and then bend the plastic in and in, chewing until he ends up with a flat disc.

It's just small enough that Leo could swallow it, if he wanted to.

He thinks he remembers watching some kind of wildlife documentary. Or maybe he didn't watch it himself, but Mikey told him about it. Or maybe April? He doesn't know. His thoughts swim in and out and get lost on the way.

Point is. Sea turtles in the wild die all the time because of plastic in the water. They cut open their stomachs and find trash inside.

Well, Leo is a turtle in captivity. Maybe that means he's immune. Maybe he could swallow this plastic lid, and then he'd finally feel full and the pain pain pain of his empty stomach would go away.

He does not swallow the plastic lid. But it's more tempting than he'd like to admit.

It's going to be okay. When his family gets him out of here, they'll have a big pizza to celebrate. Maybe he can even talk them into letting him have the last slice.

It has to be any moment now, right? It's been a week. They have to be closing in. Any moment now, the door will open, and there they'll be to take him home.

The air conditioning blows relentlessly against his skin. He sneezes, then rubs the snot on his arm. He's given up on the tissue paper.

It'll be over soon. It has to be. Just hang in there, Leon, just a little longer.

He picks up another bottle and starts chewing.

-----

He's playing a mindless little game with his flattened bottle lids the next time Bishop comes.

"I'm surprised you still have any energy at all," says Bishop, and Leo wants to punch him.

(Really, he wants to do more than that. But those kinds of thoughts always make him feel weird and bad, so he pushes them away.)

"You should have learned by now," he says, pushing to his feet and trying not to show how badly he's trembling, "you can't keep me down."

"This is all unnecessary," says Bishop. "I'll feed you as soon as you answer my questions."

Leo barks out a laugh. "Sure you will."

"I will," says Bishop. He turns and says over his shoulder, "Bring it here."

One of the men in fatigues steps forward and hands a tray with a covered plate over to Bishop. Bishop uncovers the tray and holds it where Leo can see.

Baked chicken, broccoli with cheese, mashed potatoes.

Leo's stomach twists and cramps so painfully he has to bend at the hips and clutch his midriff.

"This is yours, as soon as you answer my questions."

Leo pointedly keeps from looking at the food. He shakes his head. He can't. He can't.

"Such persistence." Bishop's voice is scolding now. "You understand that you are a known accomplice to a terrorist, don't you? But if you become a cooperating witness, you will be granted some leniency."

Leo barks a laugh, lifting his eyes to look at Bishop's face, and pointedly not the food. "What's the point?" he asks. "If I'm not... protected by the constitution, or whatever. Are you going to let me go?"

"No," says Bishop. "But as I have told you, your conditions will become more comfortable." He waves the tray of food.

Leo stares at him, before a manic smile splits his face.

"You... stupid bastard. I can't even answer your questions." He slams a shaking hand against his plastron. "I'm not even a yokai! Do you get that? I'm not a yokai!"

Bishop looks skeptical. "Obviously you are."

"I'm not!" Leo rages. "I'm a mutant! I'm from New York! I don't even live in the Hidden City!"

Bishop's eyes flash. "I see," he says, "so you do know of it."

Leo falters, his body going slack.

What an obvious, stupid mistake.

(Some face-man he is.)

It takes Leo a long moment to answer. Bishop stays right where he is, holding the food so tantalizingly close and yet still out of reach.

"...I don't know about the gateways," he says finally. "I don't know about their defensive capabilities. I don't know what Baron Draxum is planning."

"Your lies are obvious," says Bishop. "You really don't want this? It's your last chance today."

Leo stares at the food. His mouth is watering so hard it might start to drip. Would it really be so bad to answer? They don't live in the Hidden City. And Draxum dropped him off a roof.

Draxum is trying to change, says Mind Raph. You see what these guys are like. You can't turn the yokai over to them. They'll hurt them!

What about me? he asks. Is it okay if I get hurt?

You're a hero, Leo, says Mind Raph. You can deal with it for a little longer. It's just a room. Just a little cold. Just some hunger.

He's a hero. He can deal with it. He can. He can.

He'll make them proud. Show them they can trust him.

It takes everything he has, but he shakes his head.

Bishop tuts. Then he throws the entire plate in the trash.

"Tomorrow, then," he says. Then the window is gone.

Leo collapses on his cot and tries not to cry.

-----

After his third water bottle on day eight, one of the fluorescent lights over his head flickers and then dies out.

It's not surprising, since they keep them running twenty-four seven. The blessedly dimmed lighting is actually nice, for once. Leo thinks maybe he could get some sleep, if the gnawing hunger and the constant shivers don't keep him awake.

He's just closed his eyes and snuggled up under his cot when it occurs to him: they may come in to fix it. If keeping the lights on day and night is part of their plan to torture him, to keep him exhausted and anxious and on edge, then they have to.

Which means his chance is finally here.

He has to be careful about this. He has to be ready to move, but he can't let them know he's ready to move. He has to let them think he's too weak, too exhausted, to make an escape attempt.

(He can't let himself think that, though. He can't give up before he tries.)

So he stays under his cot, but subtly shifts it so it won't restrict his movement. He has to be ready to burst out as soon as he gets a chance. Get past whoever comes in, then get out the door. It's after the last water bottle, so it's nighttime. There will be fewer people. He can do this. He can do this.

Find his swords. Make a portal. Get out.

Just as he was thinking, after a long time has passed, there is a loud warning beep, different from the water bottle beep. An automated voice says from somewhere unseen, "Inmates clear the door. Security personnel entering. Stay still and you will not be harmed."

Then the door slides open, and someone comes in.

It's a man wearing fatigues. Leo thinks this is the one who "offered" him a sandwich the other day. He's holding some kind of gun with a long barrel. He does a sweep of the room with his eyes, coming to rest on Leo under his cot. He gives Leo the same leering grin, and waves the barrel of the gun in his direction.

"Now you behave, and we'll get along just fine," he says.

He steps to the side, and another man enters, this one wearing the kind of jumpsuit Leo sees janitors in on TV. He's carrying a stepladder in one hand and a long tube in the other. Is that what fluorescent lights look like? Leo didn't know.

The man walks to the middle of the room and sets up his stepladder. Then he walks up and pulls off the light casing. When he unhooks the old bulb, it causes the other bulb to flicker, just for a few moments.

Leo explodes out from under the cot, grabbing the man in fatigues by the legs and yanking as hard as he can. The man yelps in surprise, and Leo hears the sound of the gun going off in a random direction. The janitor shouts and drops the light bulb - the sound of shattering glass joins the cacophony.

Leo jumps to his feet and runs out the door they had been too stupid to close, sprinting toward the EXIT sign. He's exhausted and shaky but he's coursing with adrenaline, and he leans on it hard to keep him moving. Don't stop, don't stop, get out of here. He'll figure out what to do next once he's free.

Past the exit sign there's a large open room with desks and computer monitors. Most of them are off, but one lingering woman in a lab coat, seated at her desk, screams when she sees Leo dash through the middle of the office space.

"Security!" she screams into a device on her chest. "Inmate is escaping! Inmate is escaping!"

Leo doesn't have time to shut her up, he just keeps moving. He pushes through the next door and arrives in a hallway; he only has time to glance one way and then the other before scrambling to the left, hoping it was a good choice.

He rounds a corner and sees another green EXIT sign up ahead. It's not where he meant to go - he meant to find where they're keeping his swords first. But he hears shouting behind him and doesn't stop. Fine, so no portals - he'll figure out something else once he's away from here.

He throws himself forward into the exit door, which leads him into yet another hallway. Another long sprint, with shouting and slamming doors at his heels, and then finally, finally, a third EXIT sign, and he crashes outside.

Where there's snow on the ground, snow on the trees.

It steals his breath away. There shouldn't be snow. It's May.

Where is he?

He takes a breath of air so cold it seizes his lungs, then takes a step forward. He'll worry about that-

BANG!

A piercing pain in his shoulder nearly sends him toppling over. Leo shouts, grasping for the wound and feeling something sticking out of his skin. He grabs it and yanks, pulling it free.

It's a dart.

Damn it, he thinks, before his vision goes woozy, and he collapses into the snow.

-----

"Are you proud of your little escape attempt?" comes Bishop's voice.

Leo looks up from his cot. Bishop has to get so close to the window to see him that his nose is pressed flat against it. It should be hilarious, but Leo doesn't really have the energy to laugh. Or to do much of anything.

He's hungry. He's tired. He's cold. He's still sluggish from the drugs.

And they threw away all his water bottles. Fuckers.

Leo rolls over on the cot and covers his ears.

"What a childish response," says Bishop, and that's funny, too, because Leo literally is a child. Or a teenager, anyway. He doesn't feel like it will help him much to point that out, though.

"All you have to do is answer my questions, and all this will be fixed."

That's the funniest thing of all. The idea that he spills his guts and Bishop treats him to a five course meal to make up for all the pain up till now. Hilarious.

He says nothing.

Bishop sighs.

"You are likely still affected by the tranquilizing agent. I'll return tomorrow."

Before he leaves, he says, "Temperature down five degrees."

-----

The same man is back that night. He opens the window and looks down at Leo with the same leering smile. Leo can't even take satisfaction in the bandage on the side of his head.

"Neat little trick you had yesterday," he says. "Almost got me fired."

Leo wishes it had gotten him fired. But he clearly has no luck in this situation.

"You know, I respect the attempt. And you probably would have gotten farther with a little food in your belly." The man reaches down, then retrieves a sandwich, as mouth-wateringly unappetizing as the last time. "You sure you don't want this?"

And Leo knows he shouldn't trust this guy. Leo knows he should say no.

But he's just...

so...

hungry.

So he gets up. And he turns to the window. On shaking limbs that can barely hold him upright anymore. With a body that is laced with pain and aches and cramps.

And he nods.

The man's smile gets wider. "What do you say?" he asks, in the sing-song tone of a parent scolding a child.

It makes a sick nausea rise in Leo's throat. But he wants the sandwich.

"Please," he gasps out.

"Mmm... not good enough." The man waves the sandwich. "You want this? You beg for it."

Leo stares, eyes wide. But the sandwich... the sandwich...

He gets down on his knees. Feels a searing flush of humiliation. His stomach is rolling and gurgling and cramping with pain, a hollow, empty chasm inside him desperate to be filled.

He lowers his head.

"Please," he says. "I... I want the sandwich. I'm... begging you, please."

The man laughs, loud and long. When Leo finally finds it in him to raise his eyes, the sandwich is already half eaten.

"Hey, good job," says the man, licking a bit of mustard off his thumb. "That was real convincin'."

And then he takes another bite.

Just like that, Leo forgets about the pain, the aches, the cold, the hunger. All that's left is pure, white hot, screaming rage.

Leo lunges at the window and slams his fist into it so hard it cracks. Not enough to break the glass. Not enough to free him. But enough that the man startles and steps back.

And Leo starts to laugh. High and manic and unhinged even to his own ears.

"I'll kill you," he says, and his voice sounds almost joking, and yet- "I'll kill you. You're dead. You're dead, as soon as I get out of here, you're dead, I'll kill you, I'LL KILL YOU!"

The man has dropped the rest of his sandwich. He fumbles for his gun, left somewhere on a table to the side. For one satisfying moment, Leo sees a flash of genuine fear on the man's face.

"Shit," he says, his voice far away the further he gets from the microphone. "Pretty scary, frogboy."

Then he slams a button, and the window goes black, and Leo gets a glimpse of his own reflection.

His face is gaunt and drawn. His eyes are ringed by deep circles, so dark they look like bruises. His body is shaking like a leaf.

And his stripes...

His stripes are lit up like when he uses his ninpo, but they aren't their usual Neon Leon bright.

They're almost black.

Leo gasps and stumbles back just as the window goes white. The full body quakes he feels now aren't from the cold or the hunger or the exhaustion.

He turns and sinks onto the cot. Puts his face in his hands and tries to breathe. Tries to will his ninpo to stop rolling and snapping and to go back to normal.

This isn't what he wants. This isn't him.

This place is breaking him. He's letting it break him.

He pulls his legs up onto the cot and buries his face in his knees. Wraps his arms around them and rocks gently, the way Donnie used to do when things got overwhelming. Maybe he understands that better, now.

This isn't him. He's Leonardo, Neon Leon, the face-man, the jokester! The one who's always ready with a quip and a laugh. The one who can do anything!

Except portal out of his room. Except escape from this building. Except resist begging for a sandwich like he's a dog.

Leo's breath hitches, and for once he doesn't stop himself. He knows the guy outside is probably watching. He knows there are cameras recording this. He hates giving them the satisfaction.

But he's tired, and hungry, and he...

He wants to go home.

He cries, silently, until he's completely rung out.

-----

Maybe they aren't coming.

That's the thought that pops into his head, just a bit after the first water bottle of the day.

He knew they would have gotten a late start, because he stormed out. And he knew it would take them awhile to figure out who took him - he hadn't heard of the EPF before, so why would they? And he knew it would take them time to figure out where he had been taken, which must have been pretty far out if it's snowing outside. But the EPF got him here within a night, he's pretty sure, so unless they have a super fast jet, he must still be on the continent somewhere.

So... so surely they must have figured it out by now, right? Raph is leading the team. Donnie is doing science things. Mikey is razzing his tazz. April is using her investigative skills.

Unless they aren't coming.

Maybe... maybe it's true. Why would they want him back, after all? Leo took Raph's leader position, and since then all he'd managed to do was piss Raph off. Mikey and Donnie hadn't been happy about it, either, and he'd noticed that they'd been avoiding him more and more. April claimed she wasn't taking sides, but she always seemed to be on Raph's anyway. And Dad... well, he was probably disappointed that he made Leo leader only for him to do nothing and then get himself kidnapped.

He doesn't bring anything to the team. He doesn't bring anything to the family. And no one likes his jokes.

So. Maybe they just... aren't looking. Maybe they aren't going to come.

Maybe he's held out this long for no reason. Maybe he's been cold and starving for no reason at all.

Maybe it's time to give up.

---

Don't give up, says a new voice in his head.

You are not alone.

-----

He has no energy left to stand when Bishop comes. The man looks down at him, lips pressed into a thin line.

"You don't look well," he observes.

No shit, Leo wants to say.

"This has gone on long enough. Answer my questions, and we will provide you with food, clothing, and medical care."

The list is getting longer. Leo's fuzzy eyes stare up at Bishop. Medical care. Does he need that?

"You already know what I want to know." Bishop has a furrow between his eyebrows now. "Will you talk to me?"

He could. He could do it. He could finally have some relief from all the pain. All the hunger. All the cold.

But they might hurt the yokai in the Hidden City.

They might hurt Draxum.

They might hurt his family.

And maybe, if nothing else... if Leo could just keep his mouth shut, just this once...

Maybe that would finally make Raph, Dad, and everyone proud of him.

Maybe they'd finally trust him.

Maybe, at least, he can have that much.

Leo shakes his head.

Bishop scowls.

"Temperature down ten degrees."

-----

Leo isn't shivering anymore. That's probably a bad sign.

He can still see his breath, each time he exhales. It rises like smoke, before disappearing into the air.

He doesn't have any energy left, not even to chew on his new water bottles. He hasn't even collected the last two, and they sit crowded together in the slot, untouched.

He kind of wishes they had just dissected him from the beginning. It would have been faster. Freezing to death, he's decided, is a real zero out of ten. Starving to death isn't any better. No stars.

Even though the damn lights are still on, he feels extremely sleepy. It's probably the cold. He wonders what will happen if he brumates. He's never done it before, not like his little cousins, and he has no idea if it's even safe.

Probably not, given he has no calorie reserves left. All it means is he won't be drinking water, either.

But he's so sleepy.

It's going to be time soon for Bishop to come back. Leo doesn't know what the point is anymore. Maybe he'll just sleep through it. Yeah, that would really make him mad. And making Bishop mad is all he has at this point.

And he'll get to sleep. It's a win-win.

So thinking, Leo rolls himself over onto his belly. Then, one by one, he pulls his limbs into his shell.

He doesn't do this much anymore, not since he started growing. His body just doesn't seem to fit his shell like it should - a side effect of the mutation, probably. It's not really comfortable to be inside for long.

But Leo is sleepy. And his shell feels like the best place to be.

So he pulls in his legs, then his arms, and then, finally, his head.

It's not any warmer in here. But at least it's dark.

At least he's not shivering.

Leo sighs, content, and closes his eyes, and drifts to sleep.

-----

(Outside his cell, there's a bang, and shouting, and a gunshot.

The sound is muffled, and Leo sleeps on.)

-----

Part 1 (here) | Part 2

#rottmnt #rise leo #agent bishop #cw: psychological torture #dandy fanfiction #I want it to be clear that any time Leo is hearing “Mind Raph” #that's just his own inner voice manifesting #please don't be mad at Raph himself lol

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HIIII!! How are you?

I was wondering if you could do a platonic rottmnt Donnie x reader one shot?/nf of course! Maybe like some comfort after reader has had a bad day.

I LOVE YOU!! remember to drink water!

-Axel <3

Bad days: ROTTMNT!Donnie X GN!Reader

ROTTMNT!Donnie X GN!Reader

Word count: 1k+

Looking left and right before removing the server grate I climb down the access hatch into a tunnel underneath New York. I pull up the straps on my back so that it doesn't scrape on the walls on my way down. I don't even look where I'm going, I just watch my feet as they splash through the puddles and scuff up some gravel with the heel of my shoe. Not even paying attention to which tunnels I'm turning down, I know where to go, my legs will just carry me.

My mind begins to wander to the events of today. School. Such a useless waste of time, the turtles are lucky they never have to go. They would never get tired or be told they fail because of a letter on a page. They wouldn't have to worry about fitting in or fitting out. They just get to live, even if it is in the shadows.

It's not all bad, I have April at school but she's busy and we don't share any classes. But she has my back when it counts. But...some days are just harder than others, and today seems to be that day.

As I come to the last tunnel I can hear the sounds of the guys, Leo is yelling about some skateboard trick and Raph is yelling back, telling him he'll crack his shell if he's not careful. 'He's such a mum' I think to myself, and it makes me smile.

I enter the lair and am witness to one hell of a stunt gone horribly wrong. I watch as Leo dives down the half-pipe doing a handstand on his skateboard. He makes it to the bottom before his weight tips the skateboard and he goes flying into the other side of the pipe. I cringe watching his head collide with the wood. Raph rushed over to him first and Mikey soon after. As usual, Raph is fussing but Leo says he's fine. Mikey looks stary eyed saying "My go! I want to try that" Raph starts to scold Mikey now and a big commotion starts up.

The noise is becoming too much so I sneak around them and head towards Donnie's room/lab. The door is shut but I can see that the lights are on. I know once, twice and whisper 'Donnie, it's me' and wait. A few seconds later in dramatic fashion the door is swinging open, and the light is flooding the floor at my feet. "Come in compadre," he says, and I step inside.

As usual his lab is a mess and his bed even more so. He has half working tech and circuit boards littered over his desk, he has papers and designs laid out on his bed, some even trailing onto to floor. I stare at the equations and diagrams but none of it makes sense to me. And that reminds me why I'm here in the first place. I'm here to see my friends after one of the crappiest days in school history.

Not knowing where to sit I stay awkwardly standing by the door, hugging my arms to myself. Donnie has already gone back to messing with some of his tech but his head perks up suddenly and he spins in his chair to look at where I'm standing.

"What happened?" He says bluntly.

I deter my eyes away from him.

"Judging by your attitude, your unusual quietness and the stiffness of your posture and the fact that you are still wearing your backpack I would say that you had a bad day at school"

Shrugging I still don't look at him as I say "I guess so"

Out of the corner of my eye I see him tilt his head at me. He begins muttering to himself, something fast under his breath, I only catch a few words 'doesn't want to talk' and 'maybe but I don't know'

I look at him now and he's still in full conversation with himself.

"Donnie?" He looks up at me

"Oh yes, right" he clears his throat.

"It seems you may be in need of a..." He pursues his lips, and he looks like he is trying to chew and swallow his tongue as he says, "a hug?"

I blink at him confused, Donnie doesn't do hugs, Donnie also doesn't really do touch. I don't want him to feel like he has to touch me just because I'm feeling down, does he feel obligated or something? No, he wouldn't, because he hasn't done it in the past.

"No, Donnie seriously it's fine. I'll be fine" I take a small step back and hug my elbows to my chest.

He looks down at the floor and then chews his lip "If you want to I'm offering. You can obviously say no, I know how important personal space is, believe me. But if you need one, then just this once I'm willing to give you one"

I look at him, I can see it's taking him a lot of effort to offer this, and I don't want to make him uncomfortable, but I really need this right now. I take a careful step forwards and then another. I unlatch my arms from around myself and open them in his direction. He does the same, and taking the last step, we wrap our arms around each other, his green ones around my tan ones.

His skin is cool and the scales littering his skin feel different in comparison to mine. It's not a bad difference it's just different.

I can hear his heart beat, slowly thumping against my chest. His breaths are a little shallow but I figured as much. He holds me really delicately, like I'm something precious and it's enough to make me want to cry. I squeeze him tighter one last time and let go.

Looking at him, I smile and say "Thank you Donnie, that meant a lot" he puts a hand on the back of his neck and cuffs

"Oh it was nothing" he smiles back at me. Then returning to his usual self he turns back to his desk and calls me over to take a look at his newest invention.

I hope you enjoyed this, it was a little short I'm sorry but I still hope you liked it. Again sorry it took so long

#writers #creative writing #writeblr #writers on tumblr #writing #writerscommunity #writer stuff #ao3 writer #tmnt #rottmnt #rottmnt donnie #donnie 2021 #othello #donatello #rise donnie #one shot #comfort #x gn reader #donnie x reader

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So, I may not have won the poll, but I’ve decided to continue on the hand lore anyway! I’m going to tag some people but I want to warn you all this contains heavy angst. Make sure to check the tags for trigger warnings!

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He had been patting himself down basically every second to make sure those things hadn’t left his fanny pack and then suddenly they just weren’t there anymore.

The heavy feeling in his chest started at that point.

He barely started forgiving himself for causing the first apocalypse, his brothers telling him he had no way of knowing what would happen.

Others were to blame, like Warren or Hypno for taking the key in the first place. The Foot Clan, for asking for them to take it.

Sure Leo’s showboating and carelessness were bad but it wasn’t out of malice. He didn’t want to destroy the world. He didn’t know.

But this time he did know.

He saw the worst things imaginable and knew how it effected the people he loves. All he had to do was to stop those stupid mushrooms from hurting anyone else.

Leo saw the look in Raph’s eyes when he admitted what happened. Raph insists that it was just a mistake, that con artist was grabbing at his fanny pack. They probably fell out afterwards or he took it and dumped it when it couldn’t be sold.

What Leo saw in his eyes made him feel differently.

It was similar to how he always looked at him during their missions after Leo became leader.

Judgment.

He can’t be completely sure that Leo wasn’t just being careless. That one distraction caused chaos and havoc throughout an entire multi universe competition.

Leo feels like Raph feels the worst about the little girl he was protecting at first. He was so sure he stopped them from getting her. How they got past him to the nurse’s office, he doesn’t know.

That hand is a big part of it at least though, that’s clear.

Leo feels more tears starting to come.

He’s lost all credibility now, hasn’t he?

Not just to his brothers, but probably everyone there. There’s nobody else to blame for what’s happening. There’s no way anyone else has screwed things up like he has.

His fingers twitch, rubbing his arms painfully.

He needs to calm down before he starts becoming too rough with himself.

Leo reaches into his fanny pack in order to grab one of the many fidget toys. His mouth forms a deep frown at not feeling a favorite of his in there.

So he lost it too?

Pathetic.

Movement in the side of his vision has him glance towards it.

The hand.

That freaking hand!

It has his fidget toy!

Did…..did it take the container too!?

Maybe he didn’t lose it!

It was stolen!

Hope starts replacing that burden in his heart and he stands up.

The hand starts skittering away, so he quickly starts following after it. He’s too distracted to realize that his brothers are also distracted. They don’t notice him as he leaves.

The hand gets into a room and Leo backs it into a corner.

“Finally! You’re not getting away this time. Maybe if I get rid of you the spores will go away again too!” Leo summons and raises his weapon, smiling out of pure relief.

His expression drops when the hand spreads its fingers, revealing some type of canisters between them.

They fall, quickly releasing “gas” that is all too familiar.

He tries to hold his breath and rushes towards the door he came in through. Leo is only quick enough to see the hand escape and the door close behind it.

Leo bangs on the door as hard as he can. Even if no one hears him, maybe his hands will break through instead.

Luck fails him.

He runs out of time.

The room is filled to the brim with spore smoke as, eventually, even his turtle DNA fails him. He finally has to breath.

Contaminated air fills his lungs with a large gasp.

He shuts his eyes tight and covers the sides of his head where ears might be if he had any.

As long as he doesn’t see or hear anything he should be safe until he gets found, right?

Wrong.

Horrific images flash around in his mind until he’s forced to open his eyes to stop them.

What he sees is absolute devastation.

It’s a war zone all around him. Everything is in pieces. Buildings, roads…..people. Shots are ringing back and forth, some of it looking like it’s from alien tech.

He knows exactly what the spores are showing him and it feels his body with a dread that should have been prevented.

Leo can’t move an inch.

It’s obvious to him that the spores are just showing him what he thinks the bad future looked like. The only information he has about it is what he got out of Casey JR. Admittedly, it’s not that much because his brothers made him promise to stop telling Leo about it.

It was impeding his recovery, Donnie said.

He wishes he knew more so that he could tell the loud, nagging voice in his brain that maybe this isn’t just what he made up to fill in what he didn’t know. That this has the possibility of being connected ninpo memories. That this is exactly what happened and is even more awful than he ever could have imagined.

Kraang appear in front of him.

Fear shoots through his veins. They’re not real. He knows this isn’t happening. It can’t be happening.

“What’s this? The leader of the resistance without his guard dogs? They must have finally abandoned their weakest link after you led that last squadron to their deaths. Culling them was highly enjoyable.” The kraang taunts.

Leo grits his teeth.

“Why can’t you just leave me alone!? Why is it always me!?”

The kraang laughs like he’s just been told the funniest thing in this war torn world.

“Because you deserve it. Every second of all of it! And even more than this!”

He can’t think of anything to retort. He’s so tired of everything.

“No last words? Good. We’ve all long since grown tired of your voice.” The kraang aims his hand at Leo, a light beginning to power up inside.

Fine, it’s all fake anyways. This might as well happen. Nothing he can do about it even if he wanted to. Nobody is coming to help him either.

The kraang keeps laughing the more his laser powers up.

No wonder Lou Jitsu always escapes in his more spy themed movies. Death rays take way too long to work.

He tears up.

Leo wishes his dad was here.

The laser finally powers up. The kraang smiles widely. Something red goes up in front of him.

Wait, what?

NO!

The laser fires.

Leo is suddenly grabbed and tossed away into safety.

He tries to quickly stand up, but something stops him.

Raph’s future clone is on keeping him to the ground, hidden behind a broken building where he can still partially see the kraang from before.

The original Raph had bought time for the clone to get Leo to safety.

Both of them were being erased, disintegrated.

Tears stream down Leo’s face as he stares up at the clone who stares back with a smile.

Leo knows fully well that anything he says right now won’t actually be said to anyone.

He says something anyways.

“I love you Raph. Thank you. For everything. I never told you.”

The clone smiles more.

“Big bros always know. Love ya too, Leo. Tell everyone else for me.”

Leo watches as the last parts of his brother’s clone floats away as ninpo into the air.

He’s suddenly somewhere else, but still in this future hell scape.

Donnie’s arm is around his own and Leo sees blooding pouring from a head wound. Usually it makes them look worse than they are and it’s not actually a concern but this definitely looks like it is.

“Leo…..put me down….”

Leo can’t stop crying.

“I told you I’m not leaving you here!”

That’s not his voice.

Well, it is and it isn’t.

Deeper, rougher, far more strained.

“Put me down!” Donnie shoves himself away from him.

Leo falls over trying to catch him but they both end up on the ground.

Oh, he’s supposed to be hurt too.

He sits up and tries to get Donnie up as well.

“I thought this apocalypse made you smarter. I guess you could never be as smart as me, even when they hit me like this….” Donnie says, staying put.

“Shut up! You’re coming with me! Mikey is just a little further!” Leo screams.

Donnie chuckles.

“You won’t even give me a pity laugh? I’m the funny one, papa used to say so.”

Leo desperately tries to stand.

Donnie yanks him back to the ground.

“Leo. Listen. I need a flavor. F-Favor, I mean. Favor….”

Oh.

Donnie’s not making it either.

“Anything, Donnie.”

“Stay here for a minute. It shouldn’t take longer than that.”

Leo chokes back his sobs as he begins clinging to him.

“Okay. I’ll do that.”

“This might be the brain damage, but I want you to keep talking. Don’t stop until….you know. Tell your dumb jokes, even.” Donnie clings to him as well.

Leo takes a shaky, deep breath, then starts talking about anything and everything.

The night sky is clear above them both.

It reminds him of when they shared a room and their ceiling had those glow in the dark starts.

They used to lay together like this and talk all night because of their shared insomnia.

Leo talks and talks and talks, getting some quiet responses from Donnie until eventually he doesn’t.

He doesn’t stop talking or holding until he’s being physically separated by Mikey and some other resistance members.

Leo doesn’t stop talking still. He wants Donnie to respond even thought he knows he never will again.

Mikey hugs Leo tightly and he finally starts crying so hard he can’t talk anymore.

It’s all over as Leo is placed somewhere else again. He knows this part very well. Mikey is shattering into golden pieces in front of him with a big smile.

Leo doesn’t care anymore that he shouldn’t be able to do anything.

He rushes forward and holds onto Mikey’s arm to try to help like his brothers told him they did before.

A chain wraps around Leo, moving him back to Casey just before Mikey fully disintegrates.

He was stupid to try in the first place.

A dumb decision.

Again.

Again.

And again and again and again and again and-

It never stops.

His brothers won’t let him die.

It’s not fair.

He doesn’t want to be the last one left.

It hurts.

He’s tossing Casey into the portal and Leo is gone right after, right in front of him.

Leo is drifting now.

A black, empty void.

He’s even more tired than he was before.

There’s no one else with him. He can’t even be reunited with everyone he lost, or could have lost.

It’s so confusing.

The prison dimension was pretty similar to this place. It’s even more even empty than that somehow though. Probably because kraang prime isn’t here with him.

Leo is completely detached from reality.

His eyes have dimmed as he sits on the floor, against the wall. He’s running out of time for anyone to be able to do anything.

He can’t hear the shouting coming from somewhere outside, not close by but shouting nonetheless.

Mikey noticed first that he was missing and now the others are in a complete panic. They lost him once and now they’re losing him again.

They don’t know how right that is.

As the situation only gets worse, a hand watches, perched up high on the ceiling like some kind of spider who’s carefully watching the webs its made.

There’s already one prey caught.

Three more to go.

#tw sibling death #tw hallucinations #tw head injury #tw head trauma #tw injury #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #2018 tmnt #no fun in fungus #rise of the tmnt #tmnt 2018 #rise fanfiction #rottmnt fanfiction #rise leo #rottmnt michelangelo #i’m getting spored now i guess

[tmntxthings]

Hiii! Amazing person on the screen

I was wondering if you could do a Rise!Raph or. Rise!Leo x reader where They are in a secret relationship and Reader Gets into trouble, ie. Kidnapped, Extremely hurt, Ect.

Your Protector

author’s note: hiiiii c: (the gif gives it away but) i decided to go with our super protective turtle… you guessed it ~ Raphael ~ i hope you enjoy!! thank you for requesting:D

warnings: angst, violence, cursing, hurt/comfort, established relationship, fluff,

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“Hey! This is Y/n, I can’t come to the phone right now but leave a message and I’ll get back to you~” *beep*

“Hey it’s me, just wanted to let ya know I’m heading that way! Got popcorn and a couple other snacks, ten minutes tops, alright see ya soon,” *click*

Raph had been running late for movie night but it was to be expected, his brothers were getting very suspicious of his ‘late night patrols’ that he wanted to do by himself, alone. He probably should’ve used different wording because they all knew Raph hated to be alone. He sighed, as Mikey said “you sure Raph? Cuz I can come!” smiling up at him, happy to go out.

“Sorry Mikey not this time,” Raph couldn’t even think up an excuse. Just had to straight up say no. The look on Mikey’s face might as well had been a slap to Raph’s, “next time!” Raph promised, “I’ve just got some things on my mind..” Mikey nodded with a weak smile, “Okay well be careful and call if you need us!” Raph had given him a couple pats on the head. Mikey was such a sweet little brother. Donnie and Leo on the other hand weren’t buying Raph’s lies.

They’d give him dirty looks and roll their eyes at any lame excuse Raph could think of. “Surrre Raphie, have fun~” Leo would holler over his shoulder, Donnie would look up from his phone, “K” was the most the purple twin would manage, Raph had a feeling Donnie already knew where he was going, location wise at least. He knew all their phones had trackers on them.

Raph wondered how much longer he could keep up such a secret. He resolved to talk to you about it maybe after the first movie or two. When he landed on your roof, he checked his bag, popcorn:check, candy:check, movies:check, he was ready! As he used the fire escape to reach your window he smiled, you must’ve got his message because the window was wide open. “Ready for some-“ Raph had been ducking into your room when he stopped mid sentence.

His heart dropped into his stomach as his eyes widened in fear. “Y/n???” He called out looking around your wrecked room. Furniture was pushed around, knickknacks in pieces on the ground, he drew his weapons. Raph was breathing deeply, trying to stay calm, he didn’t see any blood, and you weren’t here. The bathroom empty, your room a mess, the kitchen/living area empty as well. It was like whoever it was came through the window, tousled around in your bedroom, and nowhere else.

Raph came back into your bedroom. Putting his weapons away now that he knew the place was clear. He was just about to call his brothers when he noticed a piece of crumpled paper on your bedding. In a crude and rushed handwriting it read ‘call # if you want to see them again.’

Raph had to force himself not to crush the piece of paper in his fist. He blew out a breath, so this was a kidnapping and they knew about your relationship. This just kept getting worse. But Raph couldn’t let himself start falling into the rabbit hole of guilt just yet, he had to save you. He quickly punched in the numbers on his phone and waited, “please” he murmured to himself. Don’t let them be hurt. Don’t be in pain.

He wouldn’t know what to do with himself if you were hurt because of him. “H-hello?” Raph’s heart leapt in his throat, “Y/n? Baby? Are you okay?” He hadn’t been expecting to hear your voice. You sounded so scared and he heard you whimper into the phone, “Raph-“ and then silence as if the phone was put on mute. “Hello?? Y/N???” Oh the things Raph would do, whoever this was who was toying with him, and putting you at risk like this. “That’s enough of that,” a cold voice said into the device.

“You know we have them, so-“

“If you hurt so much as one hair on their head, you will be sorry!” Raph roared into the phone, cutting off the villain and wishing they were in front of him right now. A muffled chuckle could be heard and Raph gritted his teeth. “I guess you don’t want to know where to find them?” Raph sighed, if Donnie was here he’d probably have your location by now. “Tell me.” Raph gritted out, “yes well as I was trying to say, you will find them at Albearto’s abandoned fun land.”

Without any other information the phone call ended. Raph was on the move, he didn’t have any time to waste. He was really really considering calling his brothers, this was definitely a trap, set up for him, would they expect his brothers too? But Raph didn’t want to put anyone else in danger, you were already at stake here, what if by calling his siblings, he was putting more people he cared about in harms way. He wasn’t thinking clearly, he couldn’t, ever since he had stepped foot into your room his mind was a jumbled mess of get. them. back. So that’s what he was gonna do.

“You’re speaking to the Othello Von Ryan,” was the answer Raph got as he sped dialed Donnie.

“Donnie!” Raph heaved into the phone, still running and jumping from rooftop to rooftop trying to get to Albearto’s as fast as he could. “That’s me,” Donnie quipped not noticing his older brother’s tone. “If I’m not back in an hour I need you to come find me. I’m heading to Albearto Land, someone.. someone’s in trouble,”

“And why should I wait an hour?” Donnie said his voice gone serious. “Because, I don’t want to put you guys in danger unless absolutely necessary,” Raph said and then added, “promise Don, for Mikey’s sake.” The other line was quiet, “that’s not fair Raph,”

“Fine 30 minutes Donnie, just- I gotta go,” Raph hung up the phone as he approached the archways to Albearto’s. It was very much the way the turtles had left it. Broken robots everywhere, from tearing their own circuits out. It was creepy. Raph knew that as soon as he called Donnie he was calling for them all, they’d be here as soon as they could, time limits be damned. So Raph had to do this quickly.

It was like a sick joke, because as he ninja stealthed his way around the tents and the abandoned rides he could see you, on the stage where his brothers had their ‘first gig.’ Your hands were bound behind your back and as he neared he could see tape over your mouth. You were sitting legs underneath you at the center of the stage, it was dark and you looked to be alone. Raph knew it was too easy, but he couldn’t help himself from running straight to you. The closer he got he saw how you hadn’t noticed him yet, head slumped downwards but as his footfalls came closer you jerked your head upright. Eyes opening wide and you shook your head furiously back and forth nonverbally saying ‘no!’

“Don’t worry, I’m gonna get you outta here,” Raph promised as he jumped on stage. He approached you swiftly and just as he was about to touch you, you were yanked back into the darkness, disappearing completely behind the stage curtains. He hadn’t noticed the rope extending from behind your back. A muffled scream came from underneath your tape, eyes wide with fear then you were gone again. Raph had chased right after you, traps be damned, “NO!” He had yelled in frustration, in anger, and in fear for whatever lied behind those curtains.

Complete darkness swallowed him, if he had heard you before he couldn’t hear anything now. “Y/n?” Raph called out, not liking this at all. He was sweating, gripping his weapons tightly. Then he had an idea, activating his power and keeping it pressed against himself like a second red skin. It provided a glow of red light for Raph to see the horror that he was unbeknownst to just seconds earlier. A giant snake yokai had you in the center of its coils and its giant mouth had opened, mere inches away from swallowing you whole.

Raph lunged forward. Punching the creature anywhere he could but he was aiming for the face that dared to try and eat you. “AGH!” It recoiled from the impact, but only tightened its grip on you. “Let. Them. Go!” Raph warned furiously, “or else there’s a whole lot more where that came from,” Raph concentrated all of his power to his fists, and they grew two times the size, glowing red. “This-s prize is-s MINE,” said the overgrown garden snake. Then it clicked, this wasn’t the same voice he had spoken with over the phone. “Where is your leader?” Raph said slowly circling the yokai to get a better attack angle, to get closer to you too. You had passed out, maybe as soon as you had went through the curtain, Raph wasn’t certain but the longer you stayed unconscious the more he worried. Could you breath? Was the snake holding you too tightly? Was it crushing you?!

Suddenly Raph didn’t care who had orchestrated the whole kidnapping he just wanted to get you out of here. So he lunged again this time using his powerful hands to pry you away from the snake. All the while dodging it’s large mouth that was now trying to swallow Raph whole. The snake hissed in anger at not being able to eat him. So it shot forward, fangs coming up and out, latching onto one of Raph’s shoulders. It wasn’t a garden snake Raph thought as he felt venom being pushed into his blood stream. He yelled in anguish and used all of his remaining strength in his other arm to knock the snake on the side of the head.

The snake retracted it’s fangs and went limp to the ground. “Fuck,” Raph gasped as two gaping holes in his arm started leaking not blood but black venom. He felt woozy as he moved towards you, his vision going blurry, “No! Y/n,” he cried out not wanting to go down like this, he hadn’t saved you yet! He reached out with his good arm, before he fell to the ground a couple feet away from you. Raph’s body was growing cold, he was losing all feeling as he started crying out in frustration, where were his brothers? That was the last thought he had before he went unconscious.

When Raph woke up, he had four heads peering down at him. He groaned, his shoulder was on fire. “Where-“ he said trying to move, then his eyes shot open, he had to get to you! “Relax! You’re at the lair!” Six hands came down holding Raph in place. “You don’t understand Donnie, I have to get to-“

“I’m here Raph,” your voice was laced with concern, finally his eyes came into focus. He had known who three of those heads belonged to, he had assumed April was the fourth. He slumped back into whatever he was lying on, a patient’s bed/table? He didn’t want to think too hard right now. “Thank god,” Raph said, “Are you okay?” He hadn’t been able to assess if you had wounds during the fight. “I’m fine, it’s you who I’m worried about!” You weren’t in tiptop shape, you had darkening bruises around your stomach where the snake’s body had wrapped, and a concussion from being knocked out on the way to Albearto’s. But you weren’t about to worry Raph who had just barely survived the poison that had been injected into him.

“Yeah, Raph you quite literally almost DIED.” Leo hollered. He was so pissed. “Well..” Donnie had started to say, Raph probably could’ve held out for maybe a day unconscious with the venom in his blood stream, maybe, but he decided not to correct his blue twin at the moment, he too was angry at Raph. “We fight together Raph, we’re a team!” Mikey said holding onto his brother’s good arm. Donnie had informed them all that he wouldn’t be able to feel anything in the infected one for a couple of weeks. “I’m sorry,” Raph said looking up at the ceiling because he knew he’d cry if he looked any of his brothers in the eyes right now.

“I thought I had it under control,” he heard Leo sigh. “Let’s promise to never have this happen again. When we fight we do it together. We’re stronger as a team,” Leo sounded so much like a leader that Raph couldn’t help the small smile, “I promise,” his voice was thick with emotion. The room emptied out a while after that, Donnie was the last to go checking his older brother’s vitals one more time. “Call me if he needs anything,” Donnie said to you and you nodded, “I will,”

The two of you were alone, the only sound was the beeping of machines. You came forward, around to Raph’s good side and he felt the bed dip slightly as you sat next to him. He wanted to sit up too but as he tried a hand gently touched his plastron, he froze. “Don’t move, I’ll lay next to you,” Raph scooted over and you laid next to him like you said. Both of your faces were right next to each other and he could see a dark bruise spreading from your temple. He winced, “what’s wrong? Do I need to get Donnie,” you said looking him over as one of your hands shot out to cradle his cheek. He leaned into your touch, shuddering and shaking his head no. It reminded him of when you had done that, back on the stage, silently trying to warn him of the danger. “God I’m so sorry Y/n” and the tears fell. “If it wasn’t for me,” he tried to catch his breath but it was like the waves of emotion he had been holding off finally crashed down upon him.

“You wouldn’t have had to go through that, I can’t say enough how sorry I am,” you wiped away his tears, letting him cry as you tried to soothe him with your hand. But when that only made him cry harder, you swallowed the lump in your throat and said, “Raph, no one knew this would happen, it’s not your fault,” his eyes hardened at that, “no it is. whoever they were, they wanted to get at me through you” his eyes shuttered close thinking back to the phone call. “Raphael look at me,” your eyes were stern, “Could you have possibly predicted this?” He shook his head, he hadn’t expected anything like this to happen that’s why he was so shaken up about it. “Then it’s not your fault, you saved me, you’re the reason I’m still here,” you nuzzled your nose to his snout.

His breath caught in his throat at the close proximity but he closed his eyes at the feeling. A slight churring sound could be heard from the back of his throat. Your hands went to the top of his shell, just behind his neck and you grazed the edges of it with your fingertips. “Y/n,” Raph shuddered slightly, he couldn’t stop himself as he leaned forward, capturing your lips with his. He didn’t press, he waited to see your reaction, you melted for him and he in turn relaxed as the two of you kissed for what felt like forever. You had to pull away for air, your eyes glowing as the both of you looked at one another. “I love you,” you whispered and his heart soared, “I love you too,” Raph snuggled his face into your neck. He was so happy, he was so tired, and he fell asleep to the thought that he was going to protect you. You wouldn’t go through this again, he swore. He’d protect you just like he had, lay his life on the line. He’d do it all over again if it meant he could feel your warmth, and hear those words. He would protect you.

#rise raphael #rise raph #rise raph x reader #oneshot #request #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt fandom #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #turtle bros #leonardo #mikey #raph #donnatello #michelangelo #tmnt raphael #raphael #tmnt 2018 #rottmnt #raph x y/n

[ozzies-420-world]

Hello! Can I request headcanons of Leo from 2012 tmnt meeting a mutated gecko reader and it being the first time either has seen another mutant? (Like early season one)

Aaahhh finally a request for my boy!! Leo is by far my favorite out of the four, though Donnie is also very dear to my heart, especially the 2012 boys. Let's just say they've gotten me through some very rough times.

Forgive me if this one isn't very long, I recently had my baby boy Noodle, my leopard gecko passed away a day before my birthday back in November. So Y/n will be a leopard gecko, sorry if you wanted a different kind, I've only had a leopard😅

Anyway, on to the story dear friends!! Gender wasn't specified so Y/n is gender neutral. Now you can read on!!

. First of all, neither of you have seen another mutant before, so you can kinda imagine how this would play out with the new leader in blue.

. Despite what you may think, Leo was more curious about you than cautious. He had no idea there were any other mutants in New York other than himself and his brothers.

. You on the other hand were very cautious, having just mutated recently. Tail raised and swaying side to side gently, making it clear how scared you were.

. Unfortunately Leo didn't know that, taking a step toward you, only to get a small warning scream from you, causing the turtle to jump back.

. You two were frozen in a staring contest before Donnie said something to Leo, mentioning what it means when your tail sways side to side like it's currently doing only then did Leo relax.

. Leo raised his hands slowly, giving you a kind smile.

"It's okay, you don't have to be scared of me- I mean us. My name's Leonardo, but you can call me Leo."

"What's your name?"

. The question seemed to have caught you off guard, causing all your movement to halt, like you just remembered something. What the boys didn't know is that when you had mutated, the shock and pain had temporarily put you into survival mode, and with the new Leopard Gecko DNA, your mind had become like the said animal's.

. Looking down at your hands, you stared at the skin that had replaced your human skin.

"My name is Y/n..."

. You had muttered that so quietly, you were sure this, Leo person didn't hear you but he did.

. Leo smiled warmly, walking towards you slowly, you watching his every move nervously. When he was in front of you, he extended his hand, to which you hesitantly took, shaking the leader's hand.

"It's nice to meet you Y/n."

. You could tell that this was the beginning of something amazing as Leo smiled at you while his brothers waved at you, their own smiles present on their faces, except for Raph, who only gave you a quick nod.

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Hope you enjoyed this!! Sorry it took me so long to do your request whoever you are.

Don't forget to request if you have anything else in mind. That's all for now, good bye for now friends!!

#2012 tmnt x reader #2012 tmnt #2012 tmnt x male reader #tmnt

[someone1348]

Okay okay sooo this is going to be a rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles (or rottmnt 2018) kind of tickle rant post /pos because I got lots to say and no where/one to say it too! You can ignore this if you want to but I promise my next post we will be back to our regularly scheduled program of the glorious Dreamsmp!

Sorta spoilers ahead I guess! I just detailed some scenes and gave the episode it's from!

Also they are brothers everything is platonic thank you and enjoy!

My boysssss!! Ahh!

Where do I even start!!

Okay okay! I am going to start off with my boy!!!

Leoo!!:

-Mr Primetime!

-I love him wayyyy to much!

-When I started watching the show a few days ago and I saw him I said "oh no, here we go again another blue character with a great sense of humor, charm and a playful attitude, my one weakness!" And I was RIGHT! He is fantastic! /pos /hj /lh

-IM SO MAD WE GET NO LER!LEO we got Lee!Leo in the show cannon, so I'm not complaining but STILLL the lee in me wants something! A few crumbs is all /hj /pos /nsrs

-He's such a bratty switch I swear! I can never tell what side he's leaning more towards by the end of it, he's just smack dab in the middle and I love it!

-HE IS SUCH A TEASE I- ASDFJKNXNLXML

-I headcannon that he loves making people laugh and hearing them laugh because of one of his one liners or something he did just makes him all warm and happy inside, although he would never admit that, so tickling is a perfect win in his books especially when it comes to his brothers/the people he cares about the most

-Leo is absolutely 1000% the type to not only tickle someone just for the fun of it but he is also GREAT at cheer up tickles!

-He is everyone's personal hype man! So his cheer up tickles, most of the time, he can adapt lol, are a one way train ticket to compliment ville! Woop woop! All aboard people! Captain Leo coming through! /lh /pos

-He's a squirmy lee as we've seen in the 'Mystic Library' Season 1 episode 20, his giggles are all over the place and just so amazing! He quite literally loses all control of his body so tickle him with caution! And he will always get revenge so be prepared to run! And good luck!

-Whenever he does get tickled it's most of the time Donnie being the ler. Or Raph but yeah, With the siblings bond they share it's bound to be him most of the time if not all of the time! Donnie gets some much needed Revenge time and Leo gets tickled, It's a win win regardless!

-He will always provoke, never EVER will he ask for it, unless raph tells him to say it or else he won't get tickled, but other than that he refuses to admit it! Especially not to Donnie!

-Have I mentioned how teasy he is! I can't stress that enough!

-Also he 100000% uses puns/jokes in his tickling as a part of his teasing and or provoking but yeah it's simply Leo!

-He also has/can do that teasy voice where a person can soften/lower their voice and drag out syllables and just AH! (Okay okay I'll stop I just ahhh leoo!!! *clears throat* anyway! /lh /pos)

-OH one last thing! He absolutely uses his portals to tickle people, he's used it to scratch his own back the possibilities are endless, he has definitely tickled people that way!

Donnie!!:

-Bootyyyshaker9000!!

-I have A LOT! to say about Donnie so strap in people!!! Here we go!

-Imma start off with Ler!Donnie because I haven't seen many talks/thoughts on it! And I have a lott! to say!

-SO! Starting off with what we know, Donnie is the tech man of course but in the one tickle scene from 'Many Unhappy Returns' Season 2 episode 2! HE HAS A TICKLE MECHINE JUST ON DECK TOO! Sorta its a feather attached to his bo staff but he just HAS IT UMM HELLO! /pos That was so awesome! He's so a ler lean! Like ah! Amazing!

-this is the other thing on my mind BUT! In Season 1 episode 5 when splinter steals the tank and he goes "Oh Papa if you surrender now! There Shan't be any consequences!" THAT FELT SO LER CODED! like that whole scene gave me such ler vibes/energy!! You can't tell me after hearing that that the bros have hid from him before and he's tickled them out of it! Also Splinter saying "I am not taking the fall for this, purple is a monster!" Uh yeah a huge tickle monster who should never be messed with, do not underestimate bootyyyshaker9000 that's the lesson of the day!

-Mikey is his favorite to tickle, you would think it would be Leo But it's really Mikey! I could talk for hours about the bond those two share but I'll keep it down for now!

-He absolutely (other than the one we saw) Absolutely has invented more tickle tech things! Honestly an adorable thought to go with this headcannon is that he's made something like that for Mikey, like a peice of amor that only activates when Mikeys being silly or something (Like the Donnies gifts episode) and it just tickles him before he even understands what's happening

-He's a genius! You mix a smart guy and a ler in one! Boom Tickle Tech!

-He absolutely made more too after that battle seeing as how effective it was against the enemy, he keeps it in his battle shell now cause' you never know when you might need to use it!

-He will absolutely use tickles to cheat in video games too! Anything to be #1!

-Also his Nicknames for everyone!

-Donnie is just so amazing!

-Now Lee!Donnie! I've seen a lot and I agree with most of it! So here's what I'm adding! He's Lee moods are rare but the only person he feels comfortable with going too when a lee mood does set in is Mikey! Little by little He's slowly warming up to everybody but it's just perfect!

-Lee!Donnie to me, what I picture at least is just giggle city! He doesn't squirm much/at all but he's just full of giggles! If you hit the jackpot though it's loud, genuine and amazing! Go Donnie!

-PLEASE DO ME A FAVOR AND SAY YOU'RE PROUD OF HIM! Compliment him! Especially in the middle of tickling him he will GLOW!

-He absolutely has a ticklish shell

-I feel like he wouldn't want it touched/isn't comfortable with that but he gives you the go ahead I think that is the jackpot

-He's so amazing!

Raph!!:

-HE'S LIKE A BIG OL' TEDDY BEAR!

-Deserves more attention I swear!

-This man cannonically has Autophobia (The fear of being alone) and I think that just adds an extra layer to him but also lee!Raph

-With this being Cannon I feel like one of the ways the boys would snap him out of his crazy state is to tickle him and remind him that they are here and that they are never going anywhere and that he's not alone and I just think it's so cute!

-Another thing with this to me is if they are ever playing hide and seek (with or without the tickle twist) he has to hide with someone every time if he's not seeking

-Because of his oldest brother role and overall strength he doesn't get tickled as often he's normally the one doing the tickling but I really feel like he enjoys tickles, give him some, He deserves them! He's doing great!

-Random thought but I feel like the spikes he can grow on his shell are really ticklish!

-His brothers have all absolutely tickled him to calm his emotions when things start getting out of control

-OH and Donnie has absolutely tickled him until he actually came up with a plan, Donnie said it was "training" it technically was but he also used it as an excuse to tickle him

-Now Ler!Raph! Oooo boy!

-He has absolutely used his mystic forms hands to tickle people! (Like Leo and his portals!) I think he did in the 'Many Unhappy Returns' tickle scene I don't remember but still!

-He's so gentle when he tickles most people (Leo is the exception, and bad guys of course!) He doesn't want to accidentally hurt anyone but he's also just a more gentle guy! We love him so much!

-His tickles are a bit all over the place too as well as his teases because he's not good with plan making and teases in general but he'll always leave you giggling and sometimes your face reder than his bandanna

-He just loves making people happy so tickling people is just a total win in his books!

-Such a sweetheart AH! Just don't make him mad! Haha!

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Last but not least!!!

Mikey!!:

-Dr Delicate Touch

-Starting off with that! "Dr Delicate Touch" as we know, there is nothing Delicate about it! Haha! But as my Segway he ABSOLUTELY has used that name before tickling others It's their equivalent of the "Tickle monster" Like to his brothers (*Cough* Donnie *Cough*) He would say something like "Uh ohhh I think someone needs a visit from Dr Delicate Touch" and then proceeds to tickle them

-A lot of people see him as a lee! And I agree! He is very Lee coded being the youngest and everything, just by the way he acts! But I see him more as a Lee-Lean rather than just a full Lee

-My reason for this is because in the "Many Unhappy Returns" episode when the tickle scene happened he was the first one to call it out the whole "We found a tickle spot!" Bit and he seemed really happy about it so I think he does enjoy being ler but because of the way he is he's more of a lee

-Mikey is so fun as a Ler! His tickles are fast and all over the place but in an organized way if that makes any sense at all

-He's the type to point out little things the lee is doing and tease like that but in different voices

-He'll play different characters or put on new voices when he's tickling someone just to keep it interesting and upbeat

-Oh and he's absolutely used a paintbrush to tickle someone, art is his thing! He's gotta have done it once!

-Very vocal teases

-Now as a Lee! Ohoho boy!

-He has been targeted by everyone so there is no set Ler for him but he would argue that it's Donnie!

-He's got the loudest laugh out of them all, Leo is a close second, but his laugh is also all over the place when he's tickled, he can go from big loud laughs to sweet honey giggles! Either way he is a walking tickle spot!

-He gets tickled for everything, Here's how the list goes, When he's doing something reckless and someone needs to stop him it's Raph on the case! He outright just provokes Leo and For Donnie it's for comfort

-He absolutely has hidden in his shell to make the tickles stop or to just get his ler mad but either way it's always a giggle fest when that happens and it takes every ounce of teasing in the Ler's arsenal to get him out of his shell

-We've all collectively agreed that his death spot is his underarms right? Fantastic yes! /pos

-He got a taste of his own medicine once with being tickled by a paint brush and he absolutely lost it he can't handle his own medicine!

-Physical teases get him the most though, stuff like stopping mid way through and then starting up again or those fake attacks where they look like they're going to tickle you and then stop just inches before they reach your tickle spots, and just slower tickles in general he can't handle that!

-He's so great!

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I LOVE THEM SO MUCH! I just wanted to share my thoughts so I hope you enjoy! :]

-K :]

#k's random thought of the day #k's headcannons #rottmnt #rottmnt tickle #rottmnt tickle headcannons #rottmnt!Leo #rottmnt!Raph #rottmnt!Donnie #rottmnt!Mikey #ler!leo #ler!raph #ler!donnie #ler!mikey #lee!leo #lee!raph #lee!donnie #lee!mikey

[trenchcoat-turtle]

Part 2 

Part 1 here https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/trenchcoat-turtle/681009388554780672?source=share

Raph x Reader, Warnings: Violence, swearing, smut

Sorry for any grammar mistakes, I’ve been really busy with work because I’m a nurse :) so I really just wanted to get out the second part without overanalyzing it to death. 

A pounding sensation thrummed through my head.

I tried to reach for my phone, but I couldn’t lift my arms. I opened my eyes to try and assess my situation but my vision was so blurry I couldn’t make out any of my surroundings.

As my vision started to clear, I could see chains holding my arms down to a table. I began to scream and that’s when the two mutants who ambushed me came into view.

“She’s awake.” The pig spoke.

“Good, go get Master Shredder so we can figure out what to do with her.” The rhino said to him.

I recognized that name, Raphael was always fighting the foot and their leader Shredder. How had I not realized sooner? He had also told me of the warthog and the rhino, I couldn’t quite think of their names.

I tried to call for help, but the rhino just started to laugh.

“No one can hear you here. So don’t bother.”

I glared at him, and he laughed at me some more.

“Why?” I finally asked him.

“I’m sure you know why. The foot have been spyin on your turtle. Saw him comin in and out of your apartment.”

“So, this is a trap then.” I replied.

“You catch on quick.” Came another voice from across the room.

This man was wearing an intimidating sharp silver helmet. I can only assume this is the Shredder. Fear coated my mind. What did he plan to do to me?

“When your turtle figures out we have you, he will hunt for us. Which is exactly what we want. When he arrives, he will have no choice but to surrender or we will kill you in front of his very eyes.”

My heart pounded in my ears and tears began to fall. Would we be able to make it out of this?

“For now, we are going to move you from the chains and place you in a holding cell. Once we unchain you, don’t bother trying to run away, you won’t escape.”

The warthog unlocked my bindings and I rubbed my sore wrists. Shredder shoved me in the direction of the door causing me to fall to the floor.

“Get up, weak girl.” He snarled as he kicked me in the side.

I groaned in pain as I tried to pull myself to my feet. He grabbed me by the arm and lead me out of the room and to a cell. Shredder tossed me in and slammed the door shut. As I lay on the cot in the cell trying to sleep, I thought of Raphael. If there’s one thing I know about him, it is that he will do whatever it takes to save me. I just hope we can both make it out alive.

 ~Raphael~

I looked down at my phone for the hundredth time that day,

‘still nothin from her.’ I barely mumbled to myself.

“What was that bro?” Mikey asked from the other side of the dojo.

“I didn’t say nothin.” I glared at him.

“You seem awfully distracted today, Raph. Expecting a call from someone?” Leo questioned accusingly.

“No, just ready to go out and bust some skulls.”

I couldn’t tell them that I’m worried about my girlfriend since they have no idea she exists. I haven’t been able to get ahold of her in three days and I haven’t been able to go to her apartment to check on her. Which definitely makes me feel like shit boyfriend.

Hopefully tonight I’ll be able ta swing by her place and make sure she’s alright. What if she’s mad at me? I haven’t been around as much lately. It would make sense if she is.

For the moment I tried to shrug it off as I returned to my training.

****

Patrol was easy tonight, and I was able to sneak away from the lair after my brothers had called it a night. I made my way to her apartment from the rooftops. Since she is on a top floor, I can just drop in on her balcony and go in that way.

Peering through the glass door of her balcony I couldn’t see any lights on in the apartment. Surely she would have texted me if she was planning on going out with her friends. As I took a closer look at the dark room, I could see that it was torn apart. Panic seized my heart and I shoved open the door.

“Y/N?” I called out into the dark room.

The apartment was completely silent. The sound of my heart poundin in my ears was deafening.

I flicked on the light and stared in complete horror at the mess around me. It was easy to see that there had been a struggle, someone had broke in and now she is no where to be found. I tried calling her phone. That’s when I realized there was a vibrating noise coming from her bed. Her phone was lying on there, my picture and name lit up the screen. I grabbed it and all but flew out of the apartment and back to the lair.

It’s time to tell my brothers about y/n. I’m gonna need their help.

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[avid-reader12]

What He's Doing About It

My contribution to the May All 4-1 Challenge

Prompt: "You did what now?" "You heard. What are you gonna do about it?"

Rating: T

Warnings: None

Tags: @post-apocalyptic-daydream @leosgirl82 @turtle-babe83 @thelaundrybitch

Donnie jumped off the rooftop, grunting as his feet hit the concrete. He could’ve done that more gracefully, and quietly too. But agility and stealth were not on his mind tonight.

He headed toward Angel’s apartment, speed his only goal. He doubted he’d be seen tonight, even in the city that never sleeps, a three a.m. rainstorm kept people inside and away from their windows. A voice in the back of his mind whispered he should’ve worn a coat; she wouldn’t appreciate him arriving at this ungodly hour, soaking wet and dripping on her floors. He couldn’t bring himself to care, wet floors were just a tiny part of her penance.

He wasn’t thinking about the weather when he dashed out of the lair earlier. He wasn’t thinking about much at all. He had overheard Leo and Raph talking, clearly thinking they were the only ones still up. It hadn’t been his intent to eavesdrop, but he heard her name. He couldn’t resist when she was involved. Then he heard what she had done. Without another thought he dropped his wrench and rushed out of the lair.

He had to hear it from her. He had to hear her say it. He had to know why.

With another grunt he landed on top of her apartment building. He stopped for the first time since hearing the news and clenched his fists. He didn’t share his brother’s temper issues, but the anger coursing through his veins should’ve scared him. He took a moment to breath, trying to calm the tempest inside him before he confronted her.

He expected to find her window dark, curtains drawn. But as he lowered himself down the fire escape, the curtains were wide open, the window cracked and the lamp beside it lit. Clearly, she’d been expecting someone. Maybe Leo or Raph had seen him leaving and warned her.

He slipped inside quietly. The lamp beside him was the only light on in her tiny apartment. He could hear the water dripping off his skin as it hit the hardwood floor below him. He waited a moment to see if she would come out and greet him, like she always did, no matter what time he showed up or what she had been in the middle of. She didn’t.

Maybe that should’ve been his first sign. He never would’ve done this with a clear mind. He would’ve called out to her, announced his presence. He never would’ve stomped through her home soaking wet. But here he was, marching into the shadows determined to get an explanation. There had to be a damned good reason behind this.

He found Angel in her bedroom, just sitting on the edge of the bed in the dark. She didn’t look up as he paused in the doorway, and somehow that pissed him off more. He almost expected her to be bewildered, shocked at his unannounced visit, his reaction. Or maybe she would’ve put up a fight, defending her actions and meeting his anger head on. Her inaction made him realize that it wasn’t just anger he was feeling, it was helplessness too.

“What did you do?” he asked quietly, breaking the silence. His hands started to shake.

He heard her take a breath and brace herself. “Donnie, please-,”

“What did you do?” he repeated, his voice cracking.

She stood up, reaching a hand out for him. “Please don’t be mad Donnie, I just-,”

He turned away. Any other time he would gladly let her touch him, but not now. He worried his anger would burst out of his skin, taking both of them with it. “No.” He hated how low and firm his voice sounded. He took another step back, trying to rein himself in. “I want to hear you say it. I want to hear it from you.”

“You heard.” He hated how her voice reflected his own, so devoid of emotion.

“You’re damn right I fucking heard!” He whirled back around on her. Her neighbors definitely heard him. In the darkness he couldn’t see her face, but he knew his outburst surprised her. Good.

“Donnie, this isn’t how I meant-,”

“You didn’t even have the decency to tell me. I had to hear it from Leo and Raph,” he spat out. He didn’t add that even they didn’t tell him, he just overheard. He squeezed his fists tighter. “You still won’t even tell me. I thought we were closer than that. I guess I was wrong.” All the nights they spent together flashed before his eyes. They meant something to him, and at the time he thought they meant something to her too.

“Donnie, you’re not being fair.” Her voice came out hard. Maybe he’d get that fight he wanted after all.

He scoffed. “Oh, and you are?”

“This doesn’t have to change anything-,”

“This changes everything!” he countered. He paced away from her. How could she say that?

“This doesn’t have to change us,” she finished in a quiet voice.

Donnie stopped in his tracks. So there was an ‘us’ now? What exactly did that mean? And why did that cut him to his core?

He didn’t hear her come up behind him, and her hand on his arm startled him. “Sorry. Let me get you a towel.” Silence was her answer as she left. Towels seemed unimportant right now.

She returned, turning on the bedroom light as she walked in. Under normal circumstances he would’ve taken the opportunity to observe her bedroom, but he couldn’t take his eyes off her. If he had, he would’ve seen the stuffed turtle he made her laying next to her pillow, and his old sweatshirt.

“You joined the foot clan.”

His words stopped her. She held out the towel and wouldn’t meet his gaze. He didn’t take it.

She sighed and threw the towel on the bed. Her face flickered as her brow scrunched up, trying not to betray her emotions. She crossed her arms and said, “I joined the foot clan.”

His anger took a backseat to the ice cold dread that settled over him. Part of him wished he had taken that towel, that maybe it would’ve warmed him up and help fight off this anxiety. He knew he wouldn’t be able to function if anything happened to her. Angel was the first thing he thought about in the mornings and he couldn’t count the nights he fell asleep looking at her picture. It wasn’t a question of if something would happen to her, it was a matter of when. And he wouldn’t be able to do a damn thing about it.

He heard her take another deep breath as he pulled himself out of his thoughts. She met his gaze head on, her face set and determined. Yet her voice wavered slightly as she said, “What are you going to do about it?”

A million ideas flashed through his mind. He could turn and walk out and never see her again. He could drag her back to the lair to keep her safe and out of harm’s way. He could stand here and argue with her until she saw reason, and not take no for an answer.

But he didn’t do any of those things. Instead, he surged forward, his hands moving of their own accord to hold her. Angel met him halfway, the determination on her face melting away into something else, something he didn’t have time to place. Everything was moving too slow for his body but too fast for his mind to keep up. One hand went to the back of her head, tangling in her hair, and the other to the small of her back. He felt her feather light touches around his waist, and saw her stand on her tip toes. His mind raced, trying to get ahead and memorize everything, especially the soft way her lips parted, just as she closed her eyes.

What was he going to do about it? To start, he was going to hold her close, and kiss her. Everything else could come later.

#TMNT all 4-1 Challenge #TMNT All 4-1 #Donnie x OC #angst #arguing #first kiss #getting together #second part will come soon #if this isn't allowed pls let me know and I'll remove it #I realize this isn't really shenanigan-y and more questionable-life-choices but this is what the little gremlins in my brain wanted #my writings

[skylarmoon71]

Raphael - (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles) - Chapter 4

~Three Years Later~

"Heads up Leo."

A body dropped right in front of him, and Raph smirked from the fire escape as the man below groaned in pain.

"Really?" Leo said unimpressed.

"He tried to run." Raph explained, jumping down. Raph enjoyed pummeling criminals. Especially when they turned out to be scumbags that attacked defenseless people.

"The police are on their way."

Donnie called from the side of the building. Leo could hear the sirens, and they all began climbing up the fire escape as they waited for the calvary. The squad cars pulled up a few minutes later, and Leo patted Raph's shoulder as they took off to finish their patrol.

Leo enjoyed the normalcy that came with just stopping common thugs and bank robbers. After the ordeal, he was hesitant to let Raph back into the field. Not because he couldn't trust his brother, he couldn't trust himself. He was sure he could deal with losing any of them again. It took months for their lives to return to the way it was.

They were all somewhat healing. Raph was tough, so Leo had no doubt his brother would push through. That doesn't mean he didn't see the silent looks Raph would wear every once in a while when he thought of you. He'd take time to himself every once in a while. Leo remembered the first time he'd followed him about a year ago. Just to be safe. Raph had found a nice building where he could see a clear view of the sunset, as well as the river. He understood why he needed to see it. The water held a bittersweet sentiment.

As they are getting back to the lair, Raph trails behind.

"Gonna head out for a while."

All three brothers nod, and Raph looks a bit irritated.

"Ain't ya gonna ask where I'm going?"

"We trust you."

"You're a grown turtle."

"I want pizza."

They all offer their explanations, and Raph grumbles trudging off. Leo and Donnie exchange a smile. No matter how much time passes, it's nice to know certain things never change.

Raph takes off to the familiar spot. The bridge is a few miles away, luckily he knows New York like the back of his hand. So the shortcuts are what he takes. Jumping buildings and scaling fire escapes, it takes maybe fifteen minutes to get to his destination. Usually he's fine with watching the soft waves from on top of a building, but a part of him wants to be closer. There's a great place to be right next to the water, he just needs to be a little more careful about being seen. It's already dark, so he could blend in easily. He jumps down from a ledge, landing right next to the bank of the river.

This is what he needed, and much more. It's weird, he used to hate meditating, but for the last couple of months, he's begun getting comfortable and channeling his energy in a more productive way. Leo would never let him hear the end of it if he ever found out. He gets into a sitting position, crossing his legs, closing his eyes.

He tries to focus on the sounds of the water hitting the bank. Then, he diverts his attention to picture your face. He wonders how much you've changed. Was your hair longer? Did you have highlights now? Maybe you're taller?

"Probably as big as a tree by now."

He snickers to himself. He likes to play the guessing game. Imagine a happy alternative to what you'd gone through. Vincent assured him you were safe, so he wasn't too worried. His mind runs back to the way you'd always smile at him as you helped him eat. He never got a chance to ask why you hadn't been scared shitless when you first met. Anyone else would have been. His appearance wasn't the easiest to stomach. But you'd never looked at him like a monster.

A miracle in itself.

You were extraordinary. The more he thought about it the more real it got.

There was a chance that he'd never see you again. Raph clenched his fists, standing abruptly.

"She's safe."

He had to constantly remind himself that this was true. It didn't make it hurt any less.

"I need pizza."

He needed another distraction for the time being. Ultimately, he would come back here. His eyes shifted to the bottom of the bridge on his side, and he ran towards it to head back to a spot he could possibly swipe some boxes of pizza.

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It took him a while, but he'd found a moped that appeared unattended.

"We save lives for a living." Surely that warranted some free pizza. He swiped two boxes on the way up the building, grinning just as the worker walked out, staring at the empty bag in confusion.

"WHOOOO!!"

Jumping through the sky, he landed on a random roof, flipping open a box as he began eating. The scent of cheese was the first thing he inhaled, grinning from ear to ear as he began devouring the meal. Life wasn't so bad. Not with pizza like this.

"Are you sure you're good to walk home alone?" A female voice spoke.

Raph didn't hear a reply, he just caught the first voice. His eyes shifted below. Maybe it was just his protective nature. But when he saw the female wave to another as she walked back into the building, he couldn't help but move closer. He could only see the back of the woman's head as she walked down the street.

"I should probably look out for her. " He considered for a second just finishing his pizza first, but his conscience won the battle. He grumbled, leaving the other box behind as he discarded the empty one. Sometimes being a hero was annoying. He moved quietly from building to building, eyes steady on the woman there. For the most part it looked relatively quiet. He hoped he wouldn't have to follow her the entire walk home. It felt a little creepy. She turned down a corner, and Raph had every intention to follow, but the body just disappeared. He panicked.

"Damn it!!"

Were criminals that slick now?

He skated down the side of the building, eyes looking around. He had every intention of pummeling any scumbag that thought it was okay to attack a defenseless person. What he didn't expect was the glow behind his head. He flinched, because when he dodged the blow, what appeared to be a flaming fist went right through the wall where his head once was. Raph raised his hands instinctively.

"The hell.."

He couldn't see a face in the dark, but whoever this was merely pulled out their hand from the concrete like it was nothing. He realized then that he hadn't imagined it. Their entire arm was on fire. Yet they didn't appear to be burning. The flames lit up the alleyway, and when they brought their fist back to their face in a defensive position, he was so sure he'd been hallucinating. Because he recognized those eyes.

That face.

Your glare seemed to even out when you took in his appearance, and slowly, the flames withdrew from your arm, just as quickly, tears appeared to be gathering in your eyes.

"Ra.pheal..?"

That voice, how many times had he imagined it in his head. Raph meant to open his mouth and say something. Anything, but no words would follow. So he swallowed, trying again.

"I-"

Before he could form a full sentence, your body crashed right into him as you hugged him as if he were the very oxygen you needed to breathe. Raph realized then that he hadn't taken a full breath himself. His hands lowered slowly, and he returned the hug. It was tentative almost. But when he felt your tears against his chest, he lifted you right off the ground and held on tight.

"I missed you."

It was a desperate song of how he felt, and you just tightened your hold.

#raphael #cute #meetings #family #protective #humor #love #care #save #newlife #new york #crimefighting #understanding #TMNT love #fluff #trust #raph x reader #feelings #mutants #mutagen #Mutual respect #friendship

[ducknotinarow]

[2k3 Raph Yvonne]

"My father, John Bishop, took your eye?" Yvonne knows the answer, he just...needs to hear it be confirmed to her again. All fingers curl into fists when it is, "I'm going to kill him. I'm actually going to fucking kill him Raphael."

Her voice is too calm. This was a deep anger; not explosive and short lived. No...no she was being serious. Taking a deep breath, she offers a smile, forced,

"Heyyyy, mind if I borrow your Sai? For you know, reasons that have no relation to this conversation what so ever," She lies through literally gritting teeth, "Oh, and while I'm at the EPF base, again, totally unrelated reasons, want me to try and find your eye? Maybe we can reattach it or something - worth a shot, isn't it?"

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The Drugs had been long flushed out of his system his head was clear again after the fog that had settled over it from how much had to keep pumping into his system. Raph may have been captured by Bishop but he made sure taking him down was one he'll of a task for them. Just didn't come out in one piece. Took his eye like some damn prize. A permeant scar he was used to scars he hand many. This was different he never noticed how much he relied on his sight till half of it was gone.

It started off small, just annoying little things. He needs to turn his head further to look at someone properly. Forgetting his eye wasn't just close when first waking up. When he biffed it trying to get on Casey's bike and no teasing followed. Dropping a mug full of the pots last bit of coffee only to hear prolicen brust. And no remarks were made only concur for Raph. When Mikey stuttered and tried to back peddle on a joke about Raph aim being bad when he missed their head. Leo taking it easy on him in training.

Just be normal! He wanted to yell and shout he knew it was gone but he wasn't broken because of it! He refused to loke Bishop be a reason he was broken! When his Sai slipped out from his hold because he missed catching it Splinter suggested they go out. And it just got worse.

They kept Raph between them, someone making sure to be right on his blond side if he tried going faster to get away they wouldn't let him shake them off. He growled under his breath tried to understand they dropped into an alleyway, and one of them grabbed his wrist because he was still out in the open. That was the final straw after two weeks of this a decent record for Raphael the hothead of the family.

He knows they were just scared and worried trying to look out for him. Trying to give him the time to heal. But Raph felt like he being cradled, he felt weak, powerless...vulnerable. and he wasn't good about being any of that. He protected them. He watched thier backs. So he torn his hand away not even sure who grabbed him at the time. He was blinded by rage, ironically. It could have been Leo, Don or Mikey he'll it could have been Casey even. He didn't care so he hollered and yelled till his thoart was raw. Everything he wanted to saw for weeks that he held back because he knew they were simply worried. But he had enough he felt like walls were closing in on him. Suffocating grasping fir air. Felt loke he was blond by a light, strapped down, a scalper to his eye. So when Bishops name suddenly left his beak? He took off.

"My father, John Bishop, took your eye?"

Raph opened his eye and titled his head to the side to look to Yvoone now. Brought out if him mind when she spoke. Why it was her he ran to he wasn't sure. Maybe because despite thier fight she saved his shell. Maybe because she always offered her home as an escapse and fuck did he need that more than anything. Maybe he just missed his sister. He came to make amended and was lucky to be let in and offered something wram to drink and get out if the rain. Slumped on her couch as he let his head rest. She asked about what happened she saved him far as he was concerned. She had every right to at least know what she saved him from.

"Yeah." He simply answered wishing to keep Bishop standing over him pushed out from his thoughts.

"I'm going to kill him. I'm actually going to fucking kill him Raphael."

He can tell by how clam her tone is that she's beyond angry over this. Was it out of protectiveness for him? Or just being passed at Bishop for going against her whole set up. He hope the latter he was so fucking tried of being treated like he needed to cared for by his brothers he didn't need her to do the same.

"Heyyyy, mind if I borrow your Sai? For you know, reasons that have no relation to this conversation what so ever,"

Raph offers a faint smirk watching how her teeth clamp down one row over the other. How the corners of her mouth froce into a tight then line smile.

"Oh, and while I'm at the EPF base, again, totally unrelated reasons, want me to try and find your eye? Maybe we can reattach it or something - worth a shot, isn't it?"

And the he laughs.

Arms moving to hold around his middle as he just laughs louder. Letting his shoulders shake in the wake of it, he wasn't laughing at her persay more just over what she said. "Yeah sure babe go on ahead. Take my sai, storm up to dear old dad of yas, and take my eye. pfft sure it'll just simply go right back in. Maybe get the rest of them to shut up if they can see the white if both of them." Despite the laugh, it was lined with bitterness and hurt, but it felt good to let it out as he leaned forward, letting his head hang between his knees a moment. She acknowledged it at least even if it was out of anger a need to get back at her old man maybe even he didn't care at least she wasn't avoiding it, making out as this awful tragic thing not to talk about!

"Think that sick fuck got it on display?" He chuckled a little over. "Do me a favor when ya go? Just bust it out and throw the bitch out a window then no one can 'Ave it."

Taking a moment to breathe, just breathe, though. Something he has been needing for a good while now.

"Von ya smart, how long do it 'ake to get use'ta missin' parts?" He was so tired of feeling like he needed his hand to be held. Running his hand over his face, feeling just around the side of his face. The right side he knows his hand is just in front of the socket but he can't...see. "is it normal for there to be pain there? It's gone what there to still hurt?" It was the most he'd been able to talk about the obvious fact that it was gone! The most normal conversation he's had in two weeks. He loves them he dose but he hates then hovering, hates them walking on egg shells around him all he did was lose a fucking eye. Make stupid jokes, scold at him still, come at him with all they have. Don't...don't treat him like this.

He's so bad about accepting that care.

He's still Raph.

Can't anyone see that?

He wasn't broken. He wasn't a busted weapon.

Still the angry shirt temper guy. Sure he'll miss a petty punch to mikey here and there just laugh and make him mkre mad.

He might misjudge his hold and drop things scold him! Get annoyed he broke your favorite mug!

Don't treat him like he's fragile and can handle the training.

He's not broken.

He was a lot. Angry, so fucking angry he never can explain what was wrong with him. Why taking it out in himself felt so good lime he deversed it. He knows there's something wrong with him, the moment he dropped it let some carefree take over him through he was given a grim reminder.

He needed the normal.

He needed anything that would ground him get Bishop out of his head. They needed to treat him like before. Not watch out for him not protect him tend to him like he was busted. Being that is what got him in Bishops hands. Suddenly his shell felt tight like someone was stepping in his plastron adding pressure under thier foot.

He needed to still be Raphael. He was still Raph to them right. Shaky hand slipped a sai out from his belt and held it out to Von, took everything not to nick himself just then and there. Peeking over to her smiling he needs her to keep doing what she was it was helping he could breath.

"I mean got four hands sure ya can handle one weapon uh then again?" Flipping the pongs to fave himself as he lifted it to his mouth slightly picking his teeth with it. "I dunno if I want ya messing with my weapon might not treat it right." Said the turtle using it like a tooth pick.

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[critter-core]

Part 2 of my rambly post

Part 1 is here Now, you may have noticed I haven't talked about any characters other than the four main turtles we follow the story of. I think that in general, a show about four teenage mutant ninja turtles should at least have the best character designs physically and internally, which is why they're the main point of this post. I will briefly go over other characters real quick though, and I'm sorry if I don't remember the names of all of them. Splinter first, since he, with April, is probably the 5th and 6th most important/iconic character. Splinter's physical character design is genuinely so cool. They could have easily just made him a grey rat-like in Rise, but it does make me worry if the animators and 3D modelers spent more time on him than the main heroes, because his physical design is honestly incredible. I do think personality-wise, he's kinda similar to Rise, which I like, but I do agree that in Rise, the father figure is more like a grunkle stan insert. Which can be good or bad depending on how you look at it. I personally don't mind it, but he isn't gonna be my favorite character, I'll say that right off of the bat. April O Neil, I'll be honest, I kind of love Rise's interpretation. She seems a lot more wild-style crazy rebel of a character than in 2012. In 2012, she seems a lot more fire personality which is kind of understandable considering the plot has her lose her dad I guess. I dunno, just seems kind of flat though. Like, she seems mildly bothered by losing her dad and then goes straight to "I will have my revenge" which kinda sounds flat to me. I will be absolutely brutally true that this may just be because I didn't get much of her character yet, but I dunno, I love April from Rise a bit better. And design wise? Eh, she's okay. I kinda like that the TMNT franchise in general is going for a more black April, not just for 'getting to say they have a clear black character in their series now' but also because I think it fits April a bit better honestly. I dunno. I know this post in general may tick off a lot of people because there's a lot of nostalgia that plays into how much you like a show, especially when it's an older version, but just please note that this is my opinion. In the end, I just struggle to, and sadly probably won't be able to watch 2012 TMNT because it just kinda doesn't tick what I liked in Rise. I feel like the characters kinda aren't great, both in appearance and personality design, and I think the visual quality of the show is a bit lack-luster and kinda uncanny at times. I think it also doesn't help that as an ost enthusiast, I found Rise to have an absolute banger ost. The intro (I think a remix of the original from 2012, but it might have dated earlier), is an absolute banger! The fighting music and a lot of the tracks in specific situations are great and gosh I wish the soundtrack of Rise could be found somewhere, but I only found the movie track. If you want a clear ost example but don't want to watch the whole Rise show just to find some, I fell in love with the ost from the Baron Draxum fight in the literal first episode. There's also a motif I fell in love with that played a lot throughout the movie. I most remember it playing in the fight between Leo and Raph though. I notice I'm rambling again, and although this whole post was a ramble, I could go on and on about the ost of Rise, so we should probably conclude this (practically an) essay. Despite what it may sound like, I would actually love to hear your opinions on the shows too, if you'd like to repost this with your thoughts or leave a note I would enjoy reading them as long as they're decently respectful. I wish I could like 2012, but I guess it may just not be for me.

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[downwiththemutantnjnjaturtles]

Hi! How r u? I hope your drinking lots of water! May I request the boys w an S/O who likes being hugged and telling them that they love them? Seperaye bc if possible! Thank you so much and stay safe!

I usually drink a little more than half a gallon a day 😘 I like some variety, so I'll do "minifics" for this one. It may not be exactly whag you were expecting, but that's the beauty of it, yeah? Which one's y'all's favorite?

The boys with a lovey S/O:

Mikey— "A Warm Welcome"

Mikey does well with a partner who loves touch and affirmations. He picks you up and squeezes you into his chest, drapes you on him because he wants to be in contact with as much you as possible. Is it too much to want? Is he, himself, perhaps a little needy? A little greedy?

No, Mikey just loves you. His affection's are pure and radiant.

"There's always gonna be more room in my heart for you, baby," he's said before with sparkling eyes. He beamed a smile, "So, come on in!"

What was that? Oh—you love him. Actually, he heard you loud and clear the first time, he just always wants to hear you say it again.

Raph— "The Lucky One"

How did Raphael, of all the people, land someone like you?

He often takes to your side and wraps an arm around your shoulder. Rubs your upper arm as well. No words needed, no "can you hold me?" because he's already on it, and he couldn't appreciate more not needing an explanation.

So, you love him. Raph's more a man of action than words, but he'll never let that stop you from saying that to your heart's content.

"Maybe one day I'll get what ya see in me, but until then, I love you too, girlie."

He's the lucky one, indeed. :)

Donnie— "Here To Help"

Trial and error is his method, and Donnie is a quick learner. He recognizes your cues and knows exactly when he needs to sit you on his lap and wrap his arms around you, to rest his chin on your shoulder. Someone wants him, needs him? He loves to be of use! He's in love with being loved.

Hearing the words "I love you" so often, along with being so sweet, he finds it a little amusing. If you don't say it as much one day for any reason, he actually misses it a lot.

"Oh-hoh, this is the sixth time today, love, hey, that's a new record! Let's see if we can beat it."

The affirmations really solidify everything for him, so don't stop!

Leo— "For Safe Keeping"

Hugging you, hearing your words for him is largely a subconsious effect for Leo. The nature of their life makes having relationships, familial and romantic, kind of scary. Having you close and hearing your voice carry such small but impactful words helps to reassure his secretly worrisome mind.

"I just want to hold on so you don't slip away," he said once. "Please, remind me every day to make sure I never lose sight of that." So you told him you loved him once again, and he'd always know.

Leo is a romantic on the inside and greatly appreciates your gestures. He hugs you and rubs your upper arm, or takes your hand in his; it's those little things that he wants to protect.

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[acanthodii-phobia]

hey sorry if this is so sudden but i’ve been feeling so down lately and can i just get the turtles comfort reader (they/them pls) bc they think they can’t do anything right? rottmnt as well pls

Of course! :) And I'm sorry you haven't been in the best place recently.. I hope the turtles and I can help ease your thoughts a little. Things will get better, and many things in your life will change over time - the bad is only temporary that way, even if it doesn't feel like it. Right now you're at your strongest, and I now you can and will get through it!

We believe in you. 🐢🐢🐢🐢

(RoTTMNT) Comfort Oneshots X GenderNeutral!Reader PT. 1

Each turtle bro. will focus on something a little different, but overall still what you requested. I hope that's alright. ^^ These are slightly longer than my other posts, so these oneshots will be split amongst two posts. Leo and Raph are in pt. 1, Donnie and Mikey are in pt. 2!

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Content Warning: The topics discussed won't go into graphic detail, but if you feel like you would get upset by reading about topics dealing with depression or negative thoughts, please do not read for your own care.

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One-shots will contain:

Y/N - Your Name

Leo:

[Comfort for feeling inadequate, worthless, uneeded & request.]

- They were crying in Leo's bedroom.

- The perfect place, they thought, for some time away from everyone. Y/N knew they were supposed to just be enjoying themselves and having fun; but they couldn't stop that irritating feeling.

- Those reoccurring thoughts of not being needed. Or wanted. The possibility of screwing everything up, and losing everyone they cared about... and it would've just been a waste of their time. Y/N just wasting everyone's time.

- The last thing they wanted was to bring down everyone's night only because of the terrible mood they were in.

- So here they were. Tucked away in the corner of Leo's bed, hugging a pillow and crying. In the dark. While the others were out there completely clueless.

- At least, that's what Y/N thought.

- Leo comes in a few minutes later searching for Y/N, while making unintentionally insensitive and boastful comments about him being better (nothing directed specifically at Y/N, though).

- Hearing Leo's comments makes Y/N cry more, and the moment he sees them he immediately rushes to their side, trying to comfort them and apologising profusely.

- He had a full grin before, expecting Y/N to reply back with another joke, but seeing them like this hurt him in a way he hadn't really felt before.

- "Hey, hey," he reaches out and holds Y/N face. He doesn't force them to look at him though - he just wants them to know he's there. "I'm so sorry, please don't cry. You know... you're just as good of a player as I am - I didn't realise you were taking Mario Monopoly so seriously."

- They shake their head, breathing deeply as they try to calm down.

- "I'm not upset over Monopoly, Leon, but thank you."

- He's confused. "Then... then why are you crying?"

- "I've just been having a lot of... uh, negative thoughts recently."

- Y/N explains how they feel inferior to him and his brothers, but specifically to Leo. They see Leo as this 'flawless, charming, and a jack-of-all-trades' kind of guy. Even though he can be occasionally rude without realising it, he's still so loved by his family and friends.

- "You're just," their breath is shaky as they push their hair back. "...so perfect. You do everything right, and even the times when you do mess up... no one hates you. I feel like I can't do anything right - I'm awkward and can't tell my left from right occasionally. You're important and valued by those who care about you, you're talented and..."

- "...I feel like I can't compete. I'm nothing like that, and I'm so envious of you." Y/N confesses, wiping their face with their sleeve.

- Leo is stunned - he didn't know they felt like this at all. His eyes never leave Y/N - his hands slowly drifting from their face - contemplating on his next move.

- He's not really 'good' at this sort of thing, but because it's Y/N, he wants to do more than just listen. Leo cautiously takes hold of the pillow that Y/N was gripping onto, and places it beside him.

- Leo then pulls Y/N closer to him, hugging them tightly.

- "You're valued by me," he whispers to them. "What you can or can't do... doesn't define your worth. Nothing can really define that. You existing and doing your best is worth enough." Leo leans back and smiles reassuringly. "...And I mess up a lot, too. I'm imperfect just like you, and that is always okay. And you know I'm never wrong~"

- He chuckles as he presses his forehead against Y/N's, reaching up slightly so his snout touches their nose and rubs them together affectionately. Y/N smiles.

- "Thanks... Leon."

Raph:

[Comfort for feeling insecure about vulnerability, thinking they should be stronger/ move on & request.]

- Y/N was watching Raph train in the dojo, admiring his strength and skills from the sideline, perched ontop of some extra mats. They had to admit, that despite his size he was very nimble and fairly noiseless on his feet. His brute force was more than expected, though.

- The guy's built like a tank - It's a very dangerous combo.

- But compared to him, Y/N was pretty clusmy and much weaker than him.

- They do their best to ignore the thoughts that come to their mind, but it was of no use. They weren't strong enough to protect themselves, nevertheless them... what were they supposed to do if they needed Y/N's help? They felt inferior to him.

- But Y/N keeps smiling as Raph shows off.

- However, he caught on quickly - he's able to tell that Y/N's smile isn't 100% genuine. He stops what he's doing immediately and faces them.

- "Hey, Shorty. You got somethin' on your mind?"

- Y/N is caught off guard. "Oh, uh... no. It's nothing."

- Raph looks at them doubtfully. "Are you sure?"

- They nod, denying it in fear of being vulnerable and being shunned away for saying otherwise. Raph gives them one last look before going back to his training.

- Eventually, Y/N quietly retreats from the dojo and runs just a bit outside of the lair to clear their mind. Everything is good for a moment, but they soon start hyperventilating and panicking.

- "What am I doing? Gosh, you look so stupid right now, why can't you control yourself? Calm down... breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe you idiot." They grip onto their shirt, breathing deeply, but it only works them up more.

- It wasn't long until it became difficult to breathe - their chest was tight and their lungs felt shriveled up and blocked off, like they just couldn't get any air in no matter how hard they tried. Tears start falling down their face.

- Raph tracks them down quickly, thanks to his brothers. Deep down, he knew Y/N needed someone right now. Anyone.

- But he really wants it to be him.

- "No, no, you guys just stay here! Everything's fine, I just need to find them. We'll back in a minute!"

- The moment he sees Y/N, his heart stops. There's a deep, weirdly empty feeling of dread that washes over him. He runs to their side without another thought, and does his best to guide them through it. He holds their hands in his, and rubs the back of them with his thumbs, whispering to them.

- "Y/N... it's okay. It's okay." He lets go of one their hands and holds the side of their face. "You're doing great... can you try some breathing exercises with me? Everything will be okay, I promise."

- They're still gripping onto their chest, crying, heaving deeply and erratically as Raph asks this, but the only thing Y/N does is nod.

- "Good," he assures them, smiling. "Now... do your best to follow me, okay? First, pinch your nose and close your mouth, bite your lip if you have to. You're going to hold your breath for a few seconds to start."

- "Perfect - you're doing great, Y/N! Now, breathe in deep through your mouth," Raph does it with them, nodding. "Good, and release through your nose."

- Once Y/N was back to a regular breathing, Raph asks them to explain what was going on, and he wasn't going to take "nothing" as an answer this time.

- Y/N stares up at him, wiping their tear-soaked face, and reluctantly states that they were scared of Raph seeing them being weak and vulnerable, and wanted to be seen as "cool" and strong like Raph is.

- "I didn't want you to hate me..." they lower their head, avoiding as much eye contact as possible. Almost immediately, they start panicking again. "Wait, oh gosh," they heave in deeply as they try to focus on anything, raising their arms instinctively - their surroundings blurring together as their mind races. "No, I'm sorry... you can't see me like this, I'm going to mess things up again like I always do, I-" Y/N tries to run away as the tears build up again, but Raph grabs their arm and pulls them back.

- "Y/N".

- He is very, very gentle with them, talking to them in a low voice. But he wasn't going to let them keep running off and avoiding him.

- "Please look at me." They try, with some struggle. "You are not messing anything up. It is okay to cry, to be vulnerable, and openly express how you feel. I'm... worried to find out who made you scared like this. You don't ever deserve to feel like that, Y/N.

- And you are strong, Y/N - your worth is never going to be based on how much you can lift or break with your fists. Your strength may or may not be in physical strength, but you being here with me - right now - your existence proves you are strong," He brings them into a hug, embracing them snugly. "In a lot of ways, that is much stronger than any physical strength I have, and I am so proud of you."

- He holds their head against him, reveling in the feeling of having them so close to him. He closes his eyes, gently leaning some of his weight onto them.

- "Thank you, Raph."

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Thank you for requesting. :) I hope you enjoyed!

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[chicchanmooshy]

Shades of grey, Chapter 19 - Christmas at Usagi’s, part 2 (Marked by Donnie)

warnings: 18+, smut, lemon, unacceptable behavior, biting, blood, almost drowning

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The journey to Usagi's world didn't take long. Open a portal, one hour walk through the nexis and another portal. When Ishtar stepped through the second portal she was surprised by the change in temperature. 'Good thing I already celebrated Yule, I really needed the cold weather for that.' They stood in the middle of a grass plain. “Where to now, Raph?” she asked.

“Not sure. Leo told us to wait, just in case something happened in this world. Can you make contact with him? Through your mind-thought link?”

“Sure, if he's listening..” she said and searched his mind.

After a few minutes Ishtar found him. “I know where he is, he's fine but not listening..”

“Figures..”, and rolled his eyes. “Now what do we do?”

“I'll contact Master Splinter, hold on..” she said and searched for him. Within seconds she found him too. With respect she carefully touched his mind.

^Master Splinter? It's me, Ishtar.^

^Hello Ishtar. How are you? Are you still in the lair?^

^No, we are already in Usagi's world. We were told to wait for Leonardo, but he isn't responding to me, his mind is closed off... Oh and I'm.. we're fine by the way.^

^Glad to hear it. You should be near a little village, if so, go there and wait beneath the oak tree. Contact Leonardo again when you are there. And this time, as an exercise, try to think in what kind of energy you want to approach him. As his girlfriend or as his equal. You got one hour to reach him, after that, I will tell him of your arrival. Good luck Ishtar.^ and he broke the link.

Ishtar sighed and looked at Raphael.

“Did you reach him?” he asked.

“Yeah, I did. But he made an exercise out of it for me. There should be a little village nearby. He ordered us to go there and wait beneath the oak tree. From there I have to contact Leo again. If I won't succeed within an hour, he will tell Leonardo that we have arrived here.”

“Oh yes, that's typical dad!” He looked around, but couldn't see any houses. “Come stand on my shoulders Ishtar. Maybe you can see the village.”

“I am to do what?” she said surprised. Looking up she wondered, standing on his shoulders? But he was so tall!

“It'll be alright, babe. I won't drop ya. Here, I'll give ya a boost”, he held his hands outstretched for her, so she could stand on it.

A bit wobbly she was crouching on his shoulders, not yet used to the small movements Raph made. “This is so different than standing on a boat..” she said.

“Haha, well, you know. I'm not exactly a calm person. But more of a raging sea where you always have to pay attention..” Raph said jokingly. “Do you see the village yet?”

“Yes, It's towards the east.. If the wind directions work the same here, at least. Keep the sun to your right. I think it's a half hour walk from here”, she said and climbed down.

“ 'k, let's start moving than. That doesn't leave you much time to contact fearless..”

“No, but I'll try to reach him during walking as well.”

With a brisk pace they reached the village quickly. Keeping out of side they searched the oak tree and settled down.

“You stay here with our stuff. I'll get us some food. Call Leo again. Eventually he has to let you in.”

Her first few attempts had failed. He just blocked her out, without acknowledging it was her. Now that she sat down with her back against the tree trunk, she was able to ease down in the right energy. 'Lover energy clearly wasn't working. Now, should I try alfa energy? No, wait! I need to do this differently..' With a deep breath she cleared her mind, erasing all nonessential thoughts. She then sought his mind and scanned the edges. Scanning for his current mood and energy. She found deep concentration, dedication and something he enjoyed very much. 'k, he must be sparring with someone.. Let's find out who that is..' She found a person and another brick wall. This person had good control of his thoughts! But, somewhere in the distance she could sense something that felt like camaraderie. Probably Usagi than. 'Okay, phase two. Take Leo's energy and mix a little bit of Ishtar and some alfa energy in it and be that energy. Let's try again..'

^Leonardo..^ she mind-thought to him. She had to wait a whole minute before he responded.

^Hey Ishtar. How are you? Is something going on?^

^I'm fine and so is Raphael. We arrived in Usagi's world and would like to be picked up. We are at a small village under the big oak tree.^

^Alright, I'll sent Mickey and Donnie. I'm in the middle of a sparring match..^

^.. with Usagi^, she broke in. ^Yes, I already figured that out. See you soon?^

^Yes^, was his only reply. That was a bit strange. Normally he wasn't that short to her. Probably still in the match, he needed his concentration more over there. So she waved it aside for now.

Quite unexpectedly Ishtar saw a person walking straight towards her. A large rino... He carried two swords and walked with great confidence, like Raphael, only this rino looked arrogant as well. And that was something Ishtar didn't like. Ugh, what kept Raphael so long?

“Hello there, beautiful lady. My name is Murakami Gennosuke, but you can call me Gen.” he introduced himself.

Getting back on her feet, she greeted him. “Good day to you. My name is Ishtar.”

“I have to tell you, Ishtar. A lady as beautiful as you, is something I would like to enjoy”, he said very intrusive.

With disbelief Ishtar stared at him. “Excuse me? We've just met. Besides, I'm not interested.”

“Oh, I'm sure you will be. How can you resist someone as good looking like me?”

“Trust me, no problems there..” 'Could you believe this guy?!'

“Good, uncomplicated persons are the best. Please follow me to the tavern, so I can buy you a drink. You look thirsty.”

“No, thank you Gen”, she said annoyed and started to feel uncomfortable around him.

“Aah, playing hard to get, are you? I like that in a woman! You know what I even like more in a woman?”

“.....”

“Me!”

“Okay, you're leaving now! Bye Gen!”

“You sure? The beds in the tavern are very nice and soft”, and winked at her.

Ishtar sighed and fought the urge to slap him. She rolled her eyes and thought, 'this guy is so annoying, he just wont stop.'

“It's not like you are taken, are you?” Gen asked insecure.

“Taken? I'm a free woman who chooses her own life. But I do share my life with four men.”

“Four?! Oh, than someone like me will truly make you complete!”

'Oh, for crying out loud!! I hate this guy!' “Persistent are you? No chance in hell, besides, I like odd numbers, so you and me, not gonna happen!”

At that moment Raphael decided to jump down from the tree. “Leave her be, Gen. This is our woman. How are you doing scoundrel?”

“Seriously, you two know each other?” asked Ishtar irritated.

“Yeah babe. We've met years ago. Gen is a friend of Usagi. Tell me Gen, are ya still a bounty hunter?”

“That I am. Hey man, I'm sorry about treating your woman like this. But it's hard to pick up any woman these days..”

“Maybe if you treat a woman with more respect, they would like you sooner instead of wanting to ch..” Ishtar was fuming but Raph interrupted her.

“That's enough Ishtar!” he said as he pulled her away from Gen. “Shh, calm down, stop hissing! You're not a cat but a turtle. Act like one.”

“I can see why you like her, Raphael. She's got the same temper as you do. Say, aren't  that your two brothers running towards us right now?”

“Oh finally! Hey guys, took you long enough!” Raph called to Donnie and Mickey.

“Tsk, says the turtle who arrives three days after us.” scoffs Mickey. He immediately turned to Ishtar. “Let go of big Red and give this turtle a hug. I've missed you, babycakes.” He didn't wait for her and just pulled her into a big hug.

“Hey, what about me?” Donnie pouted.

“Sorry Donnie, but thanks to Gen here, I'm not in the mood to be  shoved around”, she growled. “Please join in and make it a group hug.”

To Gen this was all too amusing, but he knew better than to show it. He turned around and chatted happily with Raphael while Ishtar got calmed down by the other two turtles. Mickey cracking jokes did help a bit. But inhaling the scent of both Mickey and Donnie calmed her more down than theirs words.

Donnie looked down on her and thought she was acting strange. “What are you doing now, you weird woman?” Donnie asked. “You sniffing me? I did wash this morning, you know!”

“Animal instincts Donnie, just let me smell your scent..”

He chuckled. “Alright love, but don't get too excited.”

While they walked, Raphael offered Ishtar some food. “It's not much, but it's something”, he said as he gave her an apple.

“It's alright Raph, I don't need that much right now. How long is this walk going to take?”

“At this rate?” Donnie said, “about an hour. Are you sure you don't want help with your backpack? It looks heavy.”

“No, thank you, it's not that heavy, just big. Besides, I haven't trained for a few days, so this is a good workout.”

“Suit yourself,” Donnie shrugged.

Mickey introduced Ishtar to Usagi, his wife Haru and their five children. Three boys; Sho, Tamotsu and Yamato. And the two girls; Asami and Yuzuki. Ishtar tried her best to be respectful, but was unknown with the local customs, so she bowed. Usagi kindly asked about her delay and she told him about her work and her small Solstice celebration.

When she finally saw Leo she approached him for a greeting and a hug, only to be stopped by him. “A bow will do, Ishtar', was all he said. She complied but if felt so cold. Before she could ask him about it, he was already in conversation with Usagi again. 'What's going on in here?' she wondered.

Michaelangelo pulled her out of her thoughts and said something about feeding her properly. Outside there was a nice campfire where she could smell roasted chicken. Haru was so kind to make this happen, once she heard Ishtar hadn't eaten much since breakfast. Now that she smells the food, her stomach started to rumble.

As she sat herself down unto a log, she looked amused at Donnie who entertained the children around the fireplace. Sho had asked about the different names of the chicken bones and Donnie was more than happy to explain it all.

“Hey Mickey”, Ishtar said to him, “isn't Donatello actually playing with his food now?”

Mickey looked a few seconds at his brother and answered, “yup, he is.”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. 'k, watch this”, Ishtar said, walking to Donnie and sitting down on his lap.

“And this bone is called.. hey Ishtar, what are you doing?” Donnie asked bewildered.

“Not much. You are teaching and I want to learn everything from the front row.”

Mickey started to snicker. And the children found it funny too. Holding up a peticular delicious looking chicken's leg, Donnie opened his mouth to tell more about that bone. But before he could say anything, Ishtar took a bite of the meat.

“Hey! That's my dinner!” Donnie exclaimed.

“Yup, and it's delicious. Don't play with your food, Donnie. Or I'll come and eat it”, she winked.

Around them the children were laughing and Mickey rolled on the grass from laughing so much.

Before Donnie could get up to walk away in embarrassment, Ishtar quickly captured his mouth in a deep kiss. Turning Donnie to putty and then to a passionate turtle again.

“Hey you two, knock it off! We've got a tent for that!” Raph said and pointed to it. Grinning Donnie broke the kiss.

“I'm sorry if I embarrassed you, Donnie. That wasn't my intension”, Ishtar said with regret.

“I forgive you. I kinda deserved it. But could you be a bit more subtle next time? You caused me a boner..”

“I'll try.. and yes, I can feel you. Wanna do something about that?” she asked seductive.

“Want? Yes! Can? No! Dad is meditating in the tent and we shouldn't leave the camp side.”

A few feet away stood Usagi, who was witnessing the scene. He came closer and whispered to Ishtar and Donnie; “and here I thought that rabbits were horny all the time..” and walked away chuckling.

Ishtar's face flushed and she looked quickly away, a little embarrassed.

“There is a river behind the house, we could cool down there?” suggested Donnie and returning her attention to him.

“Sounds great. I'll get some towels, see you there?”

“Sure love..”

“How warm is the water, Donnie?” Asked Ishtar when she arrived at the river.

“Sixty degrees Fahrenheit. I still think it's pretty cold.”

“Cool enough to cool your body down, at least. Is there a strong current?”

“No, there's barely a current, quite safe.”

Ishtar wasted no time and quickly undressed. Completely naked she stepped into the water, which felt nice to her. 'This is a nice change compared to the freekingly cold sea water back home.' “Come on Donnie, you'll get used to the temperature soon enough!”

Donnie still stood in the grass, unwilling to get into the water.

“Bet you can't catch me!” she called out. And immediately kicking hard off from the bottom, swimming for her life. She had no illusions to actually win this, it was only meant to finally get him in the water. She heard him growl and a loud splash. Playfully looking back but didn't see Donnie anywhere. 'Oh shit, he's under water!'

When she felt two hands on her hips she screamed. Somehow she had expected this would happen and yet it still came as a surprise. Donnie pulled her under. Too late she tried to get a gulp of air into her lungs, which caused her to ingest water. Waving her arms to get back up, but Donnie saw it as playfulness and kept holding on to her. In a half panic she struggled harder to swim to the surface and accidentally kicked him in the chest. It felt like she was kicking a brick wall and groaned from the pain in her toes. Finally realizing something was wrong, he let her go. But seeing her still in distress he grabbed her around the waist and with a few powerful strokes he had her in the open air. Coughing loudly and panting for air, she clung to Donnie.

“Take me to the shore”, she had a hard time uttering between two coughs.

“I'm sorry Ishtar, I didn't mean that to happen!” Donnie whimpered when he put her down in the grass. Ishtar was still coughing and trying to take deep breaths. When she finally thought she coughed all the water up, she rolled onto her back for more air. All the while holding Donnie's hand tight. She calmed down her heartbeat and looked at him, “this isn't your fault, I was the one who gave you that challenge, remember?”

“Yeah.. but..” he looked away ashamed, “you almost drowned because of me..” he whined, fumbling with his hands.

“Look at me, Donnie..” she said softly.

He gave her a few glances now and then, still ashamed. Ishtar got up and pulled him into a hug. “Listen to me. You did not almost drown me! I only chocked in some water. The big drama around it came because I was under water. I am alright now. And I trust you with my life.”

“But..” he started again.

“No buts. Lets take this one further. Can you teach me how to swim like a turtle? Are there any tricks involved?”

“You just... and now you want to...?” Donnie asked confused.

“Yeah! I think you are the best one to ask, I trust you and I want to learn”, she said in a light manner. She could see he was still upset and thought how to distract him from the little incident. “Take deep breaths, Donnie. Inhale the good air and let it fill your whole body with it. And exhale the bad shit..”

After that it became more of a game, chasing each other, spinning around, sliding over each other's bodies. And then the physical attraction kicked in again.. Phew, those caresses they gave each other, here with one hand, there with a thigh of with a mouth... Every time Ishtar swam up to get air, she pushed her butt into his crotch. The first time Donnie allowed it, the second time he held back, but the third time.. shell no! Ishtar really wasn't the innocent girl here, but the naughty woman. She was deliberately challenging him. So when he grabbed her after the third time, she turned around and wrapped her legs around his waist, trapping his hard-on between their bodies. Almost out of air she tried to swim up. Donnie wouldn't let her and held on with one hand around her waist. With the other hand he pulled her in for a kiss, and shared some much needed air. One minute later he swam up with her to get them both some air.

Donnie burst into laughter.

“Wanna hear a lame joke?”

“Sure”, he snorted.

“What kind of fish is made of only two sodium atoms?”

Her distraction worked, because he started thinking on this. Of course he thought too hard on this. She let him ponder on it, while she wrote the answer in the sand:

2 Na. With an amused face she looked at him and at the answer. It didn't take long before Donnie threw his arms in the air, frustrated. “That isn't possible! What is the answer?”

Again Ishtar looked at the answer in the sand, Donnie looked too. He blinked and snorted once. “Wow... that IS lame! Why didn't you make a better joke?”

“This was meant to distract from the incident and a bit to lift your spirits... Now, will you teach me?”

“Yeah, sure”, and walked into the water. “Let's start with the basics. You know the front crawl and breaststroke?”

“Uhm, probably, but again, not familiar with the English names.”

“Show me how you swim and I'll name them.” Donnie offered.

Ishtar did know these strokes. She even had a beautiful technique with the front crawl. Minimal noise and no huge water columns either. After Donnie noticed this he saw she actually moved very graceful through the water. And she was a fast learner.

“Take a breath and dive with me. Try to copy my movements.”

Normally Donnie would ask for permission, always using many words to describe the situation best. And Ishtar would answer with words as well. But now, something had changed. With need he looked at her and down to his hard-on, still trapped between them, and back at her. At the same time Ishtar looked down with him and grinned. Lifting one leg higher – while holding on to him for support as they were still in the deeper water – she aligned his member to her core.

Yes, normally Donnie would be very careful not to hurt her. But today at that moment, a more animalistic instinct took over his brain. He didn't just wanted to make love to her, he wanted to fuck her turtle style, he wanted to mark her as his.

With a growl he plunged into her, all the way. Panting his name, grabbing him tight around his shell, she started to move with him. 'Shell, was the water suddenly a few degrees warmer?' she wondered.

Slowly they drifted to shallow water. Somehow Donnie regained something of his brainpower again. His thrusting slowed down and eventually stopped. Ishtar kept going for a while, until she saw his face. Full of lust, need and something more that she didn't recognized yet.

“Ishtarrr...” Donnie breathed.

“Yes Donnie?” she panted.

“Stop clenching your pelvic floor muscles for a moment woman. I'm so... fucking close... and... I don't wanna cum yet...” he churred.

Curious she obeyed.

“I wanna fuck you turtle style.. I want to mark you.. will you let me?” he asked through gritted teeth.

Thinking about it for a few seconds, she asked “turtle style would be doggy style?”

“Yess..”

“And marking would be.. a hicky?”

“No, something more permanent.. it's a bite mark.. So?” he asked trembling.

“...yes..!”

Donnie pulled out quickly. “Turn around, on your hands and knees!” and plunched back in, pounding her core with everything he had. Then slowing down again but kept thrusting this time, gently snaking his arm around her chest and gripping her shoulder tight. Breathing hard Donnie whispered, “this is going to hurt. Scream all you want, preferably my name but don't move..”

Ishtar nodded. Carefully Donnie pulled her hair aside, revealing the back of her neck. Nuzzling her, breathing in her scent, churring all the while, he searched for the right spot. Kissing the spot when he found it. “Remember love, don't pull away..”

Gripping her shoulder so tight it's going to leave bruises, keeping her in a death lock, Donnie started thrusting again, faster, harder, deeper, feeling his climax coming now. Clamping down on her neck he sunk his teeth in her skin and came with such force.. Groaning, churring non-stop and moaning her name, the woman he loved so much, the woman who was now his mate...

The moment Donnie sunk his teeth down Ishtar screamed his full name “aaaaah FUCK Donatello!!!” With her inner walls she felt every pulse of his member, filling her up with cum, mixing it with her own essence. This and he pain from being marked by her lover left her in a very vulnerable state. It touched her, moved her so deeply, it was beyond everything.

Coming down from his high, Donnie finally let go of her neck. Ishtar hissed from the pain.

“Come sit up, love. I will take care of you.” He pulled her on his lap, tied down his mask and tied it loosely around her neck, covering the wound. “How do you feel?” he asked caring.

“I feel.. your mark. It's warming my body. I feel.. loved. And I feel.. stuffed..” she snickered with a twinkle in her eyes. “How many liters did you put in there?” she laughed.

Donnie laughed with her. “Don't know, everything I guess! Now, let me take care of you. I'm gonna eat you out!” he growled hungry.

“You don't mind tasting your own.. cum?”

Donnie laid his head to her forehead, very tenderly. “No love, I don't mind. We're mated now, you're mine. I love everything about you, including your essence mixed with mine.”

“Gosh Donnie” Ishtar started sobbing. “I love you so much!”

He kissed her head. “I love you too. Are you okay? I see tears..” he asked concerned.

Sniffing she nodded. “My emotions are all over the place, just overwhelmed by this feelings. I feel so much love for you...”

Donnie nuzzled her hair and this mark. “These feelings of wanting to protect you forever are new to me too. Know that you can always talk to me about it. As will I with you... Now, let's see what kind of a creampie I made!” he chuckle to lift your spirits. “Oh my, the frosting is dripping out of it!”

Laughing out loud she tried to swat his head but missed, because he ducked his head. “Oh my goddess, Donnie! This is too much!” she curled up laughing, hands around her belly, rolling around in the grass.

“Hey! Open up your legs! You know my opinion about frosting!”

More laughter. Okay, he had to admit, that sounded funny, even though he didn't try to be. Crawling to her, trapping her between his arms he looked down on her. And was overwhelmed by her beauty.. “Yer so bonnie..” he whispered.

That got her attention. “Fuuuuck, do you speak Scottish? That's so hot Donnie! Do it again!”

“I don't know many words... lass.. but I do know how to please you with this..” He started to kiss her, down there, on that sweet, soft spot. And then circling his tongue around it. And to suck.. and lap... all the while enjoying the noises she made. Moaning, whimpering, groaning... The wilder he licked and sucked, the louder she got. After her first climax he kissed her inner tights and said, “you still owed this one from me from our first time together..”

Ishtar was still panting and purred “please do that again. And can you get me a few ahead of you?”

“With pleasure!” he growled and dived back down with his head. To gain better access he put her legs over his shoulders. Good thing too, she started to tremble from all the wonderful attention. It didn't take long to make her cum a second time. Now, Donnie didn't stop after her second, he continued to lick and suck. For even more pleasure he slipped a finger inside her, searching for her g-spot. He quickly found it and started making love to it, all the while sucking her knob wildly.

Ishtar enjoyed him so much, hands dug through the grass beneath her and searched for his head. Nails scraping his skull. When she felt her third orgasm was near, she pressed Donnie's head hard down. “Donnie, Donnie, DONNIE! Please don't stop, keep going.. this feels so good... fuck, I'm cumming..!”

So hard, so intense and... so wet... Donnie was proud  he had accomplished that all. As a bonus Ishtar squirted too! Wasting no time he took a quick sip of it, knowing it was a rare delicacy. It was and her churred long and low. Totally spend Ishtar lifted a eyebrow at him, with a question in her eyes.

“Rest my love”, he wrapped her in an embrace. “I just had the pleasure to taste your rare essence. Did you know you can squirt?”

“Yes, but it doesn't happen often”, she spoke lazily. “Lucky you!”

They rested together in that embrace before they swam back to the other side of the river, where their clothes lay.

“Could you wear your hair down?” asked Donnie after he placed a bandage over the marked spot.

“Sure, but why? Are you ashamed of what we did?”

“No, not at all. I like it when you wear your hair loose but I am just not ready yet to show everyone I marked you first... Leo also might not like it..” he said and avoided her face.

She reached up to touch his cheeks and pulled him down. While she tied his mask back around his head, she said “we can handle him. It's not like he doesn't get to mark me at all, he just has to have patience.. If only he would talk to me. He didn't even hug me at my arrival here..”

“Oh that! That's just a defense mechanism of him. Go see him tonight in the tent, he'll explain it to you.”

“You sure about that?”

“Positive lass..” he winked.

“Ooof, don't get me started again” she churred. “A Scottish accent sounds so sexy.”

“I'll remember that, maybe make a study out of it”, he grinned.

“Just if you keep in mind as well to keep me hydrated, if you know my meaning..”

“Will do, bonnie lass...”

In the evening Leonardo was still distant to Ishtar and it started to hurt. Not wanting to make a scene out of it, she avoided him and took the advise Donnie gave her. So she ignored him for now and talked to everyone around the campfire.

When Leo turned in early he looked at her with a neutral face for two seconds and left. Unsure what to think of that, Ishtar shrugged and continued savoring the warmth of the fire.

An hour later Ishtar got up and said goodnight to everyone, kissing Mickey and Raph on the cheek. Donnie however pulled her in a heated kiss before he let her go.

In the big tent with separated personal compartments she undresses and walked to Leo's bed, asking hesitantly “may I sleep in your bed tonight, Leo?”

“Yes please. I already thought you wouldn't come at all to me.”

A bit relieved she snuggled in his arms, but she still felt that distance between them. And Leo sensed it too. “What's on your mind, sweetheart?”

“I..” she started. Sighing, she tried again, “I felt really uncomfortable today in our meetings. You felt so distant to me. I don't understand why you did that and it kinda hurt me.. Do you resent me?”

Shocked Leo looked at her. “No sweetheart, NO! I don't resent you!” He pulled her close and kissed her head. “I'm sorry you're feeling this, that wasn't my intention. Let me explain..”

“Okay..”

“You coming in our lives brings new challenges for me, and I don't know how to deal with all of them yet. The way you sometimes go against my decisions is challenging. We're still getting to know each other, so sometimes I don't know how you're going to react to it. That's when our strong personalities collide. I know you're not doing it to defy me, but still. And then I also have to take into account how my team can react to that. I need to keep my team unified.

You know we have enemies. Currently we don't have them in this universe but one can never be too careful. So I appeared distant to you in order to make any enemy believe I don't care about you. So they will not use you as a target to get to me. It's a way to protect you. You see, right now, you are my whole world. You mean so much to me. I cannot imagine a life without you anymore. And I will do everything in my power to protect you. Ishtar.. I... I am.. so much in love with you..”

Ishtar hadn't seen this coming so soon, but she felt the same way for him. In the silence that followed she caressed his face and kissed him. “I'm in love with you too, Leo.”

“Ishtar, you make me a very happy turtle. I want to make love to you..”

She nuzzled his face, “as much as I want that too, we cannot. I'm still soar from this afternoon..”

“Okay sweetheart, soon than?”

“Yes Leo, very soon..” she said with a twinkle in her eyes, keeping her plan for tomorrow in mind.

While he caressed her face he noticed the bandage. “Hey, what is this at the back of your neck?”

Ishtar pulled her hair aside and removed the bandage so Leo could have a look.

“That looks like...” he started and then growled. “YOU have been marked?! Who marked you?!”

She had prepared herself for this part of the conversation. So this time she was able to keep her composure and talk to him calmly. Though she was a little freaked out by his outburst. “Use your mind Leo, placement is key here. I wear my hair down most of the time and even with a braid it won't be visible often. Take a breath and think about it.”

Leonardo growled and chewed on it. “So, that would be Mickey or Donnie. And this happened turtle style, right?”

Ishtar nodded.

The other chapters can be found here: Shades of grey

“So it was Donnie, because he is the tallest. He's the only one who can mark you that way at that spot in your neck.. Fuck, I'm gonna mark you too!” he said as he grabbed her in a tight grip.

“Yes, soon enough, but not tonight”, she said while she pushed him back. “What do you think will happen if you mark me now? What kind of signal does that give to Mickey and Raph?”

“Whadaya mean?” he asked confused.

“You're the alfa male and our leader. If you claim me now, I'm off limits for them.”

“What the..? So I have to wait for them?! I am the last one to claim you?! Please tell me you're kidding!”

“I'm not and you know it too. You understand the logic in it too. But considering the urges of you and your brothers, I don't think it will take that long.”

Leo understood but was still grumpy.

“I have a little comfort for you.”

“And what's that?”

“I did choose your bed tonight. And I will grant you to choose the location already of your mark, if you have a preference?”

“You know I do and you know the location as well as I do..” he moaned, kissing her on that spot.

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[teenage-mutant-ninja-freak]

The guys reacting to the first time thing get heated (😏) with their s/o

Leo

Ok so Leo is such a gentleman like it’s almost too much

like you have to put his hands on your waist/thighs/boobs ect because otherwise he won’t

not that he’s not excited, he’s over the freakin’ moon but he wants to make sure he isn’t pressuring you

eventually when it becomes clear that you definitely want this, he gets a little bold

“do you want to move this to my room?”

umm, of course you do!

he’s so very gentle at first

he knows that it’s just as much about your pleasure as it is about his

he undresses you like you’re something precious because, to him, you are

trails kisses everywhere and I mean every inch of skin that’s exposed

he does like to be in control most of the time but doesn’t want to force these power dynamics on you before you’ve had a chance to talk about them

so when you’re making out he goes a little more aggressive than he usually is but never too much, he wouldn’t do that

kissing up your neck, pulling your jaw to the side and kissing behind your ear and then telling you to look at him while he runs his thumb over your lips

compliments, compliments, compliments

telling you how you’re the most stunning thing he’s ever seen, he’s so lucky to be in this moment with you and how he’s gonna make this last

you can practically see the restraint in his entire being as he tries to hold back everything he wants to do to you because he knows he has to pace himself

but honestly, the second his clothes come off you’d let him do just about anything to you

of course he goes with traditional missionary for your first time together

not that he’s boring, but missionary is underrated and it means you can see each other and kiss while it goes down

oh he’s so intense though

direct eye contact and if you look away it’s “no, eyes back to me, baby. That’s right”

the kissing almost never stops unless he wants to hear you moan but you normally moan against his chest/shoulder to cover up the noise

not that he minds, in a way that’s hotter for him

stroking your hair and cupping your chin in his hand as he rocks further into you, telling you what an angel you are

it’s a perfect night

Raph

oh the gentle giant 

when things first start heating up and you encourage his hands to wander around your body more, he’s very quick to make sure you’re certain you want to do this

lots of “you can change yer mind anytime” and “yer sure yer wanna do this?”

he needs a little encouragement to warm up

but once he does he is in the zone baby!

undresses you like you are made of glass, like you’re the most fragile thing that’s every existed

and a long, loonnggg makeout session while you’re both in your birthday suits

this guy can really kiss 

hands will begin to wander, mainly to your ass/thighs as that is his fave part of you

but plenty of attention on your nipples too, trying to gauge how gentle/rough you like things 

unlike Leo being gentle with you comes so naturally to him

he’s used to toning down how strong he is when you’re in his arms just so he doesn’t crush you

there’s a shy little “so what do ya’ like?” as he rubs the back of his neck 

you giggle and tell him what gets you going and you being so upfront and honest makes him less shy

oh he knows how to body worship, he’s been dreaming of treating you like royalty since you first met and this is his chance

rubbing, nipping, licking and gently biting at your exposed flesh 

hand cupping the back of your neck in a possessive yet protective way also

big fan of hand stuff, just to really get you in the mood

but he also pulls away a lot just to make sure you’re still enjoying yourself and don’t want him to leave

he gets insecure like that at times

but when the act is actually happening, he’s in the moment entirely. Anxiety? who is she?

he wants you to ride him, he figures that’s best for you

lets you decide how deep you want to take him in and lets you set your own pace

also gives him a chance to rub, slap and cup your ass as much as he wants

he gets you to stop half way through just so he can take your face in his hands, look into your eyes and tell you “You’re perfect” before rolling you over and getting on top

Mikey

overexcited to the max

a “wait! this is really happening?”

then he’s practically squealing before giving himself a little pep talk of “be cool, man. don’t blow this for us”

oh he is so clumsy with it 

leading you to his room while trying to still makeout with you at the same time

you both bumping into every wall and table on the way there 

he picks you up bridal style to “carry you over the threshold” as he puts it

everything is just a light hearted, fun time with Mikey

however he takes your enjoyment and, beyond that, your consent very seriously.

((not that the others don’t, just Mikey is super in tune with this stuff))

he’s very intuitive so if you pull away or your body language doesn’t feel right, he asks about it and stops what he’s doing

last thing on earth he would want to do is make you feel uncomfortable or unsafe

the second he’s given the all clear, though, it’s back to business!

oh the dry humping and groping is to die for

he can’t have his hands in enough places at once 

very touchy feely to the extent it makes you laugh because he just wants you so badly and it’s so clear

after some more heavy petting and the clothes come off he gets between your legs so close that you can feel his breath on your most sensitive area and asks “do you want me to fuck you?”

not that you need to be asked twice, but it makes you falter because of just how hot that is

of course you say yes and then you’re in for the time of your life

he is the king of oral after all

his tongue just knows all the right spots and it’s slopping and intense and just oh so good

whispering sweet nothings against your sex because he’s just having such a good time down there

making sure to tell you how amazing you taste

but that’s just the warm up

the main act, he will of course ask again if this is what you want and then it’s show time babeyy

he wants you on your side with him behind you, arms around you and he lets you put him inside you, just to make sure you’re really ready 

playing with your nipples the entire time he’s fucking you because that’s just what Mikey loves to do

whispering in your ear non stop as well

about how tight you feel, how much he adores you....ect

biting your ear lobe and leaving hickies on your neck

Donnie

oh he’s the most nervous of any of them

not because he doesn’t know what he’s doing, believe me he does, he’s read enough books on it and maybe seen enough videos on the matter if you catch my drift

he could make you cum blindfolded with one hand tied behind his back (in fact, he’d probably like that)

but he wants everything to be perfect, he’s a romantic after all and this is a blessing and a curse

things are getting steamy and he knows it because you’re reaching up under his hoodie and caressing his thighs so he knows that tonight is the night

he’s half prepared which is less that he likes to be

he’ll excuse himself for a second and then come back 5 minutes later and lead you to his room

candles everywhere, slow jazz music playing and his bed is actually made for once

“...I wanted it to be special” he says sheepishly, so of course you throw your arms around him and kiss him deeply

mainly keeps his hands to safe areas until you tell him it’s ok to touch you and then he takes full liberties with it

king of hand stuff I cannot stress this enough

he has strong, perfect hands that know how to hit all the right spots and do not get tired

he can let you go 3 rounds with just his hand while both of you are still mostly clothed 

lots of brushing your hair out of your face and smiling little a dork at you

even lying back at one point and snorting because “oh my god I thought this would never happen!”

he makes it clear that he’s just thrilled to be there with you which makes you feel special 

eventually the clothes come off and he’s surprisingly good at taking the lead 

marking you up a little, even going as far as to leave a trail of love bites in the shape of a heart on your stomach 

he’s such an attentive kisser as well, just matching the pace you set and never too much or too little tongue, always letting you guide how you want it

he wants to to ride him, of course

he wants to just watch you, see your hair get messy as you run your hands through it in pleasure, see how you close your eyes and throw your head back, how you purse your lips together or bite your bottom lip to stifle a moan

hands on your midriff the entire time, helping you set a pace that’s good for both of you

he never takes his eyes off of you, just stares up adoringly the entire time

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[chiliiscereal]

Chosen last: part 5

Summary: the turtle boys try to figure out how to comfort reader after a terrible experience with a boy, and Donnie does his best to apologize

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Here’s the part before! In the part there are also links to the rest!

https://chiliiscereal.tumblr.com/post/651628962334769152/chosen-last

Donnie had no words to say.

Well, for the first five minutes of complete and utter silence.

You could feel him gaping at you but you couldn’t face him. He was right. He was right all along and you were a fool for hoping.

The rooftop wind howled, reminding you that you were still there.

“D-did he..?” Donnie cleared his throat and started over, “did he succeed?”

You shook your head and pulled your jacket closer. “He came close.”

He glanced at the jacket you were wearing. Underneath he could see your dress had rips in it. Even worse, he could see a small trail of blood.

Probably left by fingernails.

He didn’t know what to do.

He didn’t know what to say.

Not even how to ask if you were okay or if you needed him to help in any way.

So he did the best thing he knew how: make a plan.

“We’re gonna kill him.” He decided, standing up furiously. “We’ll kill him, resurrect him with cpr or defibrillaters, and then give him to the police.” He began pacing the rooftop, his mind turning and processing this information. “I need his address, I need his phone number, and his mother’s number.”

You just listened to him walking instead of his words. It was comforting in a way.

You couldn’t believe that almost happened though.

You couldn’t believe that even though you did your best to stop the worst, he came close.

What if you hadn’t listened to your gut?

What if you had told yourself you were overacting?

“We’re gonna call your friends.” Donnie decided. “You can stay the night with them. You shouldn’t be alone after-.”

“I’m not staying with those assholes.” You spat, much to his surprise.

“But... they’re you’re friends!” He was extremely confused. Did he not have all of the story? “Shouldn’t you-?”

“I said no.”

“But you could really use-!”

“I said NO!” You shouted at him, finally turning to face him.

He finally got a good look at how much damage was done.

Your eyes were red.

Tears leaked down your face.

A scratch decorated your cheek.

And... those eyes... they were so hurt and lost.

He messed up. He messed up bad.

Donnie shut his mouth immediately. “Okay, okay! But... do you want to be alone?”

You turned away again, shaking your head.

“Can I take you to the lair then?”

You hesitated for a second and then nodded.

“Okay, alright, come on.” He gently offered his hand to help you up, not sure how he was supposed to handle this.

You accepted it and let him assist you to your feet.

He didn’t make you talk on the way there.

Probably cause he didn’t know what questions to ask to get the answers he wanted.

You were fine with that. You didn’t need to talk.

Not now, anyway.

You’d have to talk eventually though. There was no way to be in the lair without saying anything.

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When you arrived you could hear the sounds of the tv playing. Even the sound of the air hockey table.

Maybe the boys would be too busy to notice you.

Donnie lead you quietly through the lair and into the living room where his brothers and April were sat at.

You two tried to walk behind them but Leo noticed once you had your back turned to him, both of you almost to Donnies lab.

“Hey, y/n!” He grinned, pausing the tv. “You’re back already?”

“Yeah, how was the party!” Mikey leaned over the back of the couch excitedly. “Did you have fun?”

You kept walking, more tears spilling.

Raph immediately sensed something was wrong. “Hey, what’s up? Are you good?”

You stopped, so so SO close to breaking.

Donnie didn’t know if you wanted him to answer or not so he waited.

“Is it okay if I stay here tonight?” You asked quietly, still not showing your face.

“...yeah? Yeah you can stay?” Raph tilted his head in confusion and stood up from the couch. “What’s goin’ on?”

“Nothing’s going on.” You tried you keep walking but Raph stepped in front of you faster than you’d ever seen him move.

“Clearly there’s something going on.” He placed his hands on his hips, refusing to move. “Did Donnie pester you or somethin’? Did he make you leave early?” He sent his younger brother a small glare.

Donnie held up his hands innocently. “Just because I thought about it does NOT mean I did it.”

You kept your eyes on the floor, hair in your face and cheeks flushed bright pink.

“Y/n, you know I love you, but you’re a TERRIBLE liar.” Leo joked, throwing an arm over your shoulder. “Now, what happened?”

“You wanna know what happened?” You growled, too overwhelmed. “I’ll tell you what happened! Donnie was right!” You shoved Leo’s arm off you and glared at him. “All of you were! And I was STUPID to think that someone would actually like me!”

Mikey rushed over quickly. “Hey that’s not true-!”

“Then tell me, Mikey!” You whipped around to glare at him to, “tell me why Eric was only being nice to have sex with me! Tell me why he planned it with my friends to get me alone! Tell me why they thought that if I had ‘a good time’ then I’d loosen up and stop being a PRUDE!”

The boys stood there in silence, mouths open and eyes wide.

Donnie just looked at the floor in embarrassment.

Oh there was no stopping the tears now. You swiped them away furiously, cheeks flushing brightly.

You didn’t want to have this outburst now.

But there was just too much going on in your head!

“You guys were right.” You muttered as you strength faded. “I should have listened to you. I shouldn’t have gone to that stupid party and I shouldn’t have believed him for one second.” You locked eyes with Donnie. “I shouldn’t have believed he liked me for me.”

As if everything else wasn’t making him feel guilty that was just another cherry on top.

April was at your side quickly, arms wrapped around you and hands rubbing soft circles on your back. “It’s okay, the important thing is that you’re back here. With US.” She held you at at arms length. “Let’s go clean you up and talk, okay?”

You nodded, desperate to finally get away from the pitying stares you were getting.

“Donnie, can we borrow your lab?” She asked the purple masked turtle as she began to lead you in that direction.

“Yeah yeah sure.” He confirmed immediately. “There’s a... a first aid kit... if you need it.”

April whisked you away, leaving only the sound of echoing footsteps.

———-

“Oh man.” Raph sat down on the couch, head in his hands. “I can’t believe...” he trailed off. He didn’t even know how to finish that sentence.

Mikey sat down to.

Donnie and Leo, on the other hand, both stayed standing.

None of them knew what to say.

There were too many things dumped on them at once.

They’d heard about things like this happening but that always felt like something that happened in movies or to strangers.

Not a close friend.

“Well...” Leo tapped his fingers against his arm, “how’d the apology go?” He needed to find something else to talk about. He couldn’t think about it for very long without feeling this anger building up inside him.

“Well...” Donnie started, “I didn’t really... get to the apologizing part.”

“Please tell me you didn’t start gloating when you saw that y/n’s night hadn’t gone well.” Leo crosses his arms, already knowing the answer.

Donnie’s eyes went wide. “Why would you assume that? I am hurt.”

“Because that’s what you always do when you find out you were right.” Mikey insisted.

Donnie caved immediately. “Yeah... yeah I did do that.”

“Donnie!” His brothers chorused in disappointment.

“I know!” He threw his arms out angrily. “I know I shouldn’t have! I couldn’t help it! I knew something bad would happen I just didn’t know that it would be something like this!”

“You didn’t even apologize!” Leo scoffed. “You just rubbed it in her face!”

“I know.” Donnie sighed. “I’ll apologize when April’s done.”

“You better.” Raph ordered, standing up. “In the meantime, we’ve got some planning to do.”

   ““But what CAN we do?” Mikey brought his knees to his chest and watched his older brother sadly. ““There’s not evidence and we can’t be seen by people!” 

  Donnie rubbed his chin. ““No evidence…. Yeah there’s not much we can do without OH AND THEN HE REMEMBERED HE INSTALLED THE CAMERA PROTOCOL!” He whipped out his wrist device and began tapping immediately. “I’ve got her phone set to audio record whenever she’s headed somewhere suspicious! How could I forget I launched it before she went?”

   His brothers huddled behind him and watched.     “We convince y/n to tell the police what happened, hand over the audio, and land that asshole in juvie!” Leo caught on quickly, slapping his brothers shoulder with excitement as if he was doing a drumroll.  “That’s exactly what he deserves!” 

  ““I personally think he deserves a visit from doctor delicate touch.” Mikey crossed his arms. 

  “Not just from doctor delicate touch.” Raph agreed. ““A visit from us and then a REAL doctor.” 

  “Hey doctor delicate touch IS a real doctor!” Mikey protested. ““He doesn’t need a PHD.” 

“Quiet.” Donnie ordered as he kept working. “We’re not gonna scare the life out of him without y/n’s permission. We’re not even gonna send this in without her say so.” 

  Mikey turned his attention away from Raph. ““What are we gonna do then?”

  Donnie straightened up and looked back toward his lab. ““Offer it as an apology. Y/n will decide what to do with it. It’s her choice.” 

  ————

The tears stopped maybe ten minutes ago.  Maybe twenty. 

You didn’t really know.

But you still felt dirty.

Disgusting even. 

Being with April helped though. She kept you present. She did her best to keep you from thinking about that slime ball of a boy.

  “Alright, your cuts are all cleaned.” She nodded to herself proudly. “You’ve got a pair of my pajamas, a blanket, and your best friend. I think my work here is done.” 

  When you didn’t respond she leaned down to make eye contact with you. “Hey, do you need some alone time?”  You wanted to talk.

You really did.

But you couldn’t stop seeing that boy dragging you to the bed.

You couldn’t stop see him trying to rip the dress off you.

You couldn’t stop seeing your friends yelling for you to come back as you ran from the house.

If it hadn’t been for Ralph’s self defense lessons…

April sat down beside you on Donnies bed.  “You’re safe now.” She pulled you into a side hug. ““He ain’t ever goin near you ever again. Not if he wants to deal with April O’neil.” 

  You gave her a small laugh. “I’d pity anyone who’d have to deal with April O’neil.” 

  She jumped on that immediately. If that’s what would get you to laugh then she was taking it and running with it. “You know it! I’ll hit him with my bat so hard his future KIDS will be feelin’ it!” 

  You gave her another chuckle. “Look out Eric,”

She squeezed your shoulder again. “Exactly. And as for your terrible friends, I’ll send mayhem after them if they even look at you.” 

   You nodded. “Thanks April.” 

She smiled back at you, standing up. “I’ll go call your mom and tell her you’re sleeping over, okay?” 

You nodded again. “Okay.” 

Before she even shut the door, her spot was replaced by someone else.  you didn’t need to look at them to know who they were. 

“Yes Donnie?” You pulled your blanket closer.

 He took a deep breath, not fully ready for what he was about to do. ““I… I messed up.”

That seemed like a good start. 

“So did I.” You grumbled. “Making friends with people like that-.”

“No.” He interrupted. “You couldn’t have known. I… I should have known better.” He fiddled nervously with the recording device in his hands. “Whether something like that would have happened or not I shouldn’t have gloated. I should have been a reliable friend and let you figure things out yourself.” You didn’t say anything else so he kept going. “I know I can be unbareable and controlling and… not understanding, but I should have put that aside. I know that this won’t make up for it in the slightest but…” he placed the recording device in your hands, “I have a recording of what happened. I Installed a device that would audio record whenever I thought you could be in danger when I last fixed your phone for you.”

You flipped the small object over thoughtfully.  “I didn’t listen to it.” He stated immediately as his nerves grew worse. “I know it was a violation of your space by not telling you. But… here it is. You can decide what you want to do with it. If you want to leave it in the past or turn him in-.”

“Or let us seriously mess up his face for you!” Leo interrupted as he came in without knocking, brothers behind him.

You hadn’t even known the rest of the boys were there. But it was still appreciated that they wanted to be there for you.

  “Or have him talk to doctor delicate touch-.” Mikey grinned and sat down beside you.

  “It doesn’t matter.” Donnie finished, relieved to have his brothers beside him. “It’s yours.” 

You didn’t really know what to say.

Well you did.

You had a lot to say.  you just couldn’t get to words out.

Donnie held his breath. 

Finally, you looked up and him and strengthened your grip on the device. “Why not all of it?”    He did this to you.

Your friends did this to you.

They deserved a little bit of karma heading their way. The boys cheered, swarming you in a giant hug right as April opened the door.

“Did I hear something about revenge?” She grinned and joined immediately. “Cause this girl is all over it!”

Oh Eric, if only you had done the bare minimum and had respect for your decisions.  This guy had it coming. 

That night, you stayed with April and splinter while the boys went out, promising to record every priceless moment and give it to you.

Tomorrow, Donnie would walk with you to the police station in disguise as your moral support while you turned over the audio.

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