#michaelangelo x reader

[marwhoa]

request: All four of the rise boys with a gn!S/O (separate) who has super powers (like controlling plants or something) but the boys dont know about it AND s/o goes out as a superhero/vigilante?? I think it would be really cute if they banter while out on patrol and stuff

🝮 “ two-in-one ”

rise boys x g/n

author’s note: woo, i whipped this up quick, feeding y’all good. Two fics in like three, four days? Nice

word count: 5.2k

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Mikey 💌

Your hands, slick and sticky from the city rain, rose to twist the cloaking gem that hung around your neck. Blue-hued skin shifted into a more human-like shade, and with it came the courage to reach out to the green stranger who sat precariously at the roof’s edge.

“ Hello…? ”

Swam your delicate whisper, straight over to his ears, wishing to provide some kind of shelter from the sorrow. Mere seconds passed before he whirled around like a startled cat and stumbled off to the side. Now up to his feet, he cleared his throat as his frantic blue eyes searched your silhouette for something…

As his heaving chest slowed down and his eyes wrinkled back up with their tears, shrinking from their widened, frightened state, you wondered if he had found the answer he needed as the sadness flooded back through him.

“ It’s not fair, ” the stranger started, fisting tears from his eyes roughly before gesturing wildly to the rumbling city below, “ We’ve saved this city time and time again, and how do they repay us? ” Something told you those weren’t questions that seeked an answer, but rather sought a listener. Donning the necessary role, you gave a simple nod and took a step forward. He mirrored, stepping back, but continued.

“ Without fail, we’re always there, we’re the only ones stepping up, and each time they just—! ” He threw his hands up in frustration and let them fall back to his sides with a grumble. The blanket of silence paved the way for response, but you left it be and did what instinct told you—held out your hands with a smile. Whether he caught it through all that rain or not, you simply stood your ground as he poured into your embrace instantly. It was almost as though this was what he wanted all along.

From that day, you had decided to become a hero for the city—but not for them. Call it selfish, but your role was to lighten their load. You wanted to make their job easy, so as to bring a smile to your peachy hero’s face, all while trying to boost their image. You would sign your acts as though they were done by the brothers’ request, strengthening their image as the city’s protectors, covering every corner to pave a way for peace, rather than damage! As a hero, you simply had went uncloaked, known by the city as the Chameleon, on part of your shifting ability. With just a touch of your antennas upon your opponent, they would be downloaded into a library of skins for you to fit into. Donning their appearance, you would pull from their abilities and thwart villains left and right, lightening the load in the turtley heroes’ backs.

But, behind your cloaking broach, you were none other than plain, human Y/N, the beloved partner to the orange hero, Michelangelo! At first juggling the two identities was easy, but you would soon find yourself experiencing trouble and in quite the conundrum.

A fool from space appeared as the villain this go around, targeting the brother heroes in a pathetic attempt to take over the city as her own. If not for her annoying control of plants making her out to be a challenge, you would have been able to take her down before the brothers had to lift a finger! But now, here you were, fighting alongside them against the villain, trying desperately to slink away without your perceptive beloved connecting the dots on who you were.

“ Chameleon, we need you to copy her power and hold back those plants! “

Commanded brother blue, to which you chirped back a “ gotcha ! right on it, sir ! “ Fighting alongside them would have been a delight, if not for the cold seeping into your veins as your dearest boy grabbed your hand and stared into your big black eyes with a squint.

“ Say… You sound awfully familiar, have we met? “

“ Me-Met?! No! I mean, ahem, no, perhaps you have heard me on the tell of vision before, or the news! “

Putting on a fake accent instantly, you tugged your hand away and left the dumbfounded boy with more questions than answers. Your focus turned to the gap between you and the villainess, Phyro. The battlefield has made its way to the park, which only served as a perfect place for one whose whole shtick is plants. Each time you tried to close the gap, her plants would bap you away as though you were nothing but a small inconvenience to her.

“ Now now, what have we over here~! You’re one of those Harbins, aren’t you? That race of little adventurous warriors, how’d you make it all the way out here? “

You skidded to a stop, paling a bit at the acknowledgement. Coming this far was a goal for only one reason—escape, from the place you once called home, hoping to never hear that name again. With a dry chuckle, you shook it off and wordlessly lunged forth, ducking and weaving over viney tendrils drilling towards you.

“ Your kind is usually awfully talkative, how strange. “

Phyro continued, jerking her wrist to puppeteer more plants zeroing in on you.

Luckily, a second plan had been set forth, and while she watched only you, she had all but forgotten four others who also had it out for her. The platform of wood that she perched highly upon was set aflame in one fell swoop of the grinning orange hero, who ducked for his brother clad in purple to land a hit that sent her flying. Straight to your feet she collided, groaning as she writhed on the ground.

As you crouched down, quick to slap a pair of cuffs to her wrists while contemplating whether she’d go to the human’s jail or the hidden city’s, you were negligent of the creeping vine reaching for the gem that hung on your neck.

“ What is a Harbin doing, parading around for such a small planet? Rare for your kind to be found alone. “

Your antenna flicked as you teetered back and forth from “ ignore her and leave “ and “ entertain the captured villain. “

Foolishly, you chose the latter, but who could have known?

“ I just wanted to get away, that’s all. Sometimes you wanna be more than what you’re raised to be. “

“ Intriguing. And to be more, is to be someone else? “

“ What? “

“ CHAMELEON, WATCH OU—“

The vine shot through the gem, infecting it with a pulsating green hue that seemed to layer and combine both the illusory you and the actual you. Your human form washed over your appearance. The glitching identities seemed to flicker back and forth, unsure which to settle on as Phyro rose to her feet and quickly backed away from you. While trying to shift, to tail after her, you found yourself rendered powerless.

“ Y/N…? “

Slowing down from his run, Mikey seemed completely confused as he scanned your frame on the floor.

“ You’re Chameleon? “

“ I can explain! “

“ That’s so—so cool? But reckless, Y/N, why would you do that? And wait, was that a cloaking broach—which form is you? “

He ran off question after question while you just stared at him in a daze. Meanwhile, his brothers were quick to tail after Phyro, but not before Brother Blue called out, “ vamonos hermanos, she’s getting away! “

“ Oh—right, Y/N, stay here! “

He turned, ready to pursue his brothers and the villain, until his hand was tugged. Shoved playfully to the ground, you leapt to your feet and blew raspberries at him.

“ As if! “

Mikey stared wide-eyed as his partner, who turned out to be the incredibly helpful Chameleon, left him in the dust. Uhh, excuse me? Not a chance in hell would he let you out-hero him!

“ Hey—HEY! WAIT UP ! “

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Leo 💌

Your rise to the status of hero was all BUT planned. It started out as an attempt to seem cool and snowballed into something bigger than yourself.

Picture this, you were just a human, normal in every way—except for the fact that you may have somehow charmed THE city’s hero, Leonardo Hamato!

… Well, Leo and his brothers, but come on, the real star of the show was obviously your boyfriend. You might as well have been his number one fan, pulling the strings behind the scene to aid him in battle and make him shine. His brothers would whine about him having s special little helper, but you knew that was nothing more than hogwash and obviously they loved you—who doesn’t?!

“ Leo, duck! “

You shouted, yanking down a lever that would set off a rather impressive—if you do say so yourself—trap to douse the flame-rider villain of the day. It may have splashed a brother or two, but it also slowed down TREMENDOUSLY their enemy and left him crumbling into a pile of annoyed coal, yipping and yapping about how “ that was cheating! ” A comment which was awarded with agreement by the drenched brothers,

“ Yeah Leo, we’re a team, ya gotta include us if y’all got a plan. ”

“ It got results, why’s it matter if you get just a little wet? ”

Leo teased, high-giving you as you emerged from the shadows and joined his side.

“ Yeah, no harm no foul! ”

They scowled at you, but you shrugged it off with a little peck to your boyfriend’s cheek—a gesture that was met with groans of disgust from the audience of red, purple, orange, and… villain!

Acts such as these were your thing, pulling strings and doing things to give Leo a leg up. Of course over time you learned to be a team player, and soon you carried out tasks and laid traps that the brothers had illustrated in plans, but you were still a worker from the shadows for the heroic four! That is, until one little date night led you to a treasure trove of information—your boyfriend loved magic tricks, and you’re sneaky little self may have overheard the perfect place to get a book of magic!

Tailing your unknowing informant, you had inadvertently landed yourself in a city under yours, something called the Hidden City—for obvious reasons. If not for its far-from-human city goers, you would have assumed you stumbled into an extra bizarre black market, but you knew better than to believe such nonsense. This was a city of magic folk, and what better a place than to find a book of magic? Weaving down dizzying paths, you eventually stopped before a shop ironically advertised as the “ MAGICIAN’S BOOK STORE “ and dipped in to find the book.

Your one mistake was thinking these books would be of the sorts such as “ Pull a rabbit out of a hat, oooh! ” or a “ dozens of scarves from your throat, fantastic! ”. Book in hand, you would rush home to practice your newfound spells to amaze and put on a show for your amazing boyfriend, Leo.

Instead, you paved the way for a new hero to step into the light, Daybreak, a magician with more than a few tricks up their sleeves. Opening the book had caused an instant change of appearance, a masquerade mask to seal facial identification, and a flashy performer’s fit to give you a spunky look whirled across your body. You never did get to hold a private performance for Leo, but you DID manage to become his favorite hero! Well, second favorite, but Jupiter Jim isn’t real so he doesn’t count, so number 1 favorite! But, still, you were Leo’s favorite hero, and he always brightened at the sight of you appearing on the scene!

Though, you did have to dodge his trying to introduce you to, well, yourself, multiple times.

“ C’mon, Breaker, you know my secret identity, let me know yours! “

“ Leonardo, EVERYONE knows your secret identity. It’s not exactly a secret if it’s the only identity you have. “

Grinning, your hand rested upon the book at your hip, charmed to a smaller size for it to stay on you at all times.

“ Oh, say, don’t you like magicians? “

“ Of course, who doesn’t? Wait, are you going to tell me you will hold a personal magic show for just me because we’re friends? “

Giddily, he stared at you starstruck, and you could only look back with a wobbly grin.

“ That was, uh… Oddly spot on, yeah! “

He beamed for a second, then quickly reached for his phone.

“ There’s no danger, so I’m going to call Y/N and tell them to come see—you won’t mind a plus one, would you? ”

“ Ah! No need, don’t bother them, haha, I’ll just give them their own personal show after you! “

Leo hesitated for a second, as though the idea of watching this without you seemed unpleasant, but he recovered soon enough and obliged.

Rising to your feet, you unclasped the bag hanging at your waist and pulled out your spellbook.

“ Let’s see, what’s the perfect opening act… Ah! I got it. “

You cleared your throat, stepping back from the roof top’s edge and falling straight down. Leo lunged to react, but was taken off guard as you rose back up in a lounged position, carried by a wind spell that needed no verbal cues to activate.

“ Come one, come all, to Daybreak’s suave display of tricks. For our opening act, I shall put a spin on the ‘rabbit out of a hat’ trick! “

Eagerly, your one-man audience watched with a stare so intense that you couldn’t fight the flush of red upon your cheeks. Every day you wanted to expose your secret to him, tell him you were his number one hero, but every day something odd lingered over your head, banishing such an idea.

But, never mind that. Tonight it was just you and Leo, and you were going to finally give him the magic show you had always planned to give him!

Maybe Y/N and Daybreak can remain two different people for a liiiiittle bit longer.

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Raph 💌

Being a hero wasn’t your first idea. In fact, it was the farthest from it. You began as a lowly thief, a worker for Big Mama. Just a witch with an ability no one could imagine as a hero’s. You could turn to marble and turn others into statues, swim through stone and concrete as though it were water, and in the concrete jungle, who would have ever imagined being a hero over anything else?

It only became a seed in your head after a particular hero from the surface had planted the idea and tended to its garden. A particular museum in the city that never sleeps had come into possession of a particular yokai you had turned to stone yourself years ago, albeit by accident. This yokai happened to be a powerhouse that a certain bigwig ring leader was practically salivating over, so you were hired to retrieve them.

Through seas of concrete, up to the surface, you had easily come out on the inside of the museum whose walls were concocted of the finest stone money could buy. As you dove through the walls and found yourself in one of the many exhibits of the trove of stolen art and artifacts, dodging the security was an easy feat. All you had to do was strike fancy poses, hands gracefully held in delightful positions with fabric cascading around your silhouette in the classic fashion that everyone appreciates from marble. Guards would pass you, stopping if only to admire whatever Artist could have perfectly carved stone to emerge your figure, then continue on their way.

If anything, your missions were delightfully fun. Paid to pose about and easily escape with whatever it is you were sent for? It was enough to cloud the negative thoughts of a life of villainy.

That is, until you had accidentally released the yokai with a misuse of your power. The powerhouse roared to life, shoving you away with ease before setting its sights on the rest of the human’s city to release years worth of pent up energy.

Describing yourself as a villain wouldn’t have been the proper terminology, not even an anti-hero. You were just a witch getting by however you saw fit. Thus, the idea of letting not just your ticket to money get away but simultaneously letting your mistake wreck havoc on topsiders, well that just didn’t sit right with you. So you pursued, through the hole, eyes zeroing in on the path of debris left in the rampage’s way.

That was when you met him—what was it he called himself again, Red Riot? No, something about an angel? Whatever it was, you couldn’t help but hold your breath when he intervened. You were trying to get in close enough to land a firm smack across the monster’s face, to spread marble throughout its body once more, when a voice rang out and distracted you. Stumbling away to narrowly dodge succumbing to his strike, your eyes searched for the source and watched the red blur slam down between you and the yokai.

“ It’s not safe for you! ”

He roared, turning to you in a rather interesting red & black get up. Bewildered, you watched as he caught the yokai’s fists with ease, even pushing him back in a battle of strength that he was lopsidedly winning. At such a sight, you didn’t blame your heart for skipping, nor did you blame your breath for hitching in your throat. But, you would blame him for labeling you a “ damsel in distress”.

“ Slow your roll, big boy, who said I needed saving? ”

The hero gawked at you as you climbed his shell and leapt off his shoulders, landing a clean swipe against the yokai right as he reached out to seal you in his vice grip. Just as the stone coursed through his body, you swung on the outstretched arm, plantings yourself into a neat little sit on the marble forearm.

“ I won’t lie though, handsome, your heroic knight act gets a solid 10 in my book. ”

“ Are ya a hero or…? ”

The red hero straightened up, tilting his head in a curious puppy fashion. It was the toothy grin that tripped your heart into yet another skip this go around.

“ … Wouldn’t you like to know, Big Boy? ”

Before he had even a chance to answer, just an outreaching hand, you unpocketed a trinket from Big Mama herself that instantly delivered you and her next prized fighter right at the foot of her desk.

The next time you saw Red Reign was by accident. You weren’t on a mission or anything, but you had stumbled upon a scene between him and some mutant. With a clean dive into the city’s cement, you peeked your head into the conflict enough times to get close enough to his enemy. One tap later, and marble coursed through their body, immobilizing them as you climbed from the stony surface as if you were stepping up out of the pool.

“ You— “

He stilled, watching you before his eyes narrowed.

“ So yo were one of Big Mama’s lackeys. ”

It was your turn to pause, cocking your head to the side with confusion.

“ One of Big Mama’s—no, no, you mistake me. I work under no one but myself! Your accusation pains me, Red Reign~ ”

Purring, you neared the flustered hero and circled him. He loosened, though still watched you carefully, gaze shifting to the marble statue he fought mere seconds before.

“ Ya never did answer my question, and I never caughtcha name, either. ”

You stopped in front of him, eyes meandering about as you contemplated a response.

“ It’s Y/N. ”

“ Nothin’ special, just Y/N—ouch! ”

You laid a playful hit into his arm, sticking out your tongue and blowing raspberries at his comment.

“ Hey, my name is special! And yeah, I’m not some nutjob like you, mister Red Reign. ”

“ Oh, fair. ”

He clicked his tongue, and you both shared a bout of laughter before he gestured to the villain.

“ I’ve gotta haul him in, wanna come with? Y’know, to unstonify him? ”

With a shrug, you grabbed his arm and swung up to neatly sit on his shoulder. Patting his shoulder, you crossed your legs and purred.

“ Lead the way. ”

Raph began to expect your company, whether on casual patrols or in the heat of battle. He had began to see you as a hero, perhaps even a spotty sidekick, over time. That assumption only served to get him hurt in the end though, when you stared him down on the other end of justice’s stick.

“ Y/N, what are ya doin’?! ”

He hissed, grabbing your arm and gripping it solidly as you attempted to slip away. Over time, he had become far too accustomed to your stone swimming ability to let you get the upper hand on him. Planted, you tugged a few times before looking to glare at him.

“ My job, Raph, now let GO! ”

His other hand shot out, grabbing your free hand to try and wrestle its contents out.

“ Ya can’t do this, Y/N, we need to confiscate all Kraang remains fer public safety! ”

You squirmed away, hold not loosening even a teensy bit on the kraang parts you were trying to swipe. See, a certain weapon-smith in the Hidden City was offering top dollar to whoever could bring him in alien tech, and only a fool would pass up this kind of job.

And you were no fool.

“ What do you take me for, Raph, a hero!? I’m not ONE OF YOU, okay? I never was! Now let me go, or else. ”

Your tone grew dark, as did the gaze you gave him. He faltered, but stood his ground. Your eyes never held such hostility towards him, but then again he never stood in the way of your antics. So, since he hadn’t let go, your other hand latched onto his wrist and held on tight as marble started to climb and cover his wrist, arm, then shoulder.

His eyes followed the creeping material stiffening his body, then locked with yours. They swirled with an emotion that caught you off guard, but nothing could have prepared you for his response. Meridian eyes, glistening with threatened tears peered into your shaky hues, pleading goodness. It was a silent ask for mercy.

“ Y/N… Don’t do this, please. ”

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Donnie 💌

Heroics were not your thing at all. If anything, you and your friends constantly joked that you’d be a villain way before you were ever a hero, so how did you end up becoming a vigilante for New York’s evil-doers? Why, it was such a silly reason, truly. Not a soul would ever know the real reason—well, except for you, of course. Mystic abilities were something you knew in and out, partly due to it being an innate part of you.

You were born half of a magical being, the child of a human and a yokai. Your father would have loved to see you become a protector, to use your magic to protect other humans like your mother, but unfortunately he didn’t live to see it happen, and you had sworn off that kind of responsibility. Far too much to weigh in your shoulders! You, a protector of the city? Depended on by all those people? Never in your wildest dreams would you have stepped up to such a role.

That is, until you found yourself on the receiving end of a vigilante’s help. It was during the threat of apocalypse when you met him, a mutant clad in purple with the signature of mystic enchantment. When the alien goo had set its sights on you, seconds from engulfing you and possessing you to become one of the mindless soldiers to the invaders, it was the turtle boy who slammed down with his purple magic who saved you. And, well, could anyone blame you for falling in love?

The way his freehand took yours, hoisting you up as though you were as light as a feather, holding you behind him while his other hand masterfully wielded a technologically improved Bo. How he swept you up, immediately taking you to safety—and not even leaving once he dropped you off! He let you down and turned his focus to some device adhered to his forearm, asking you all sorts of questions for your well-being.

At the end of it all, he had but one simple question for you, and that was “ are you okay? ” With your nod, he disappeared off into the night, likely to save other cityfolk in just as much danger, but god had you felt so special in that moment.

So much so that you longed to encounter him again, thus going against your own ruling against heroism.

And boy had it paid off.

“ Doooonnnniiiieeeee, there’s no way Fun-Gus is going to be right here in exactly, what, 3 minutes? ”

“ Have faith, dearest Illusori, by my calculations Fun-Gus will land right there in, correction, 2.43 minutes—not 3. ”

He gave you a sly smirk, knowing it irked you whenever he was technical with small details, but you would be lying if you said it wasn’t one of his cute traits. Plus, he was usually always right. As you both waited in place for the fungal mutant to touch down, a timer ticked away on his device—juuuuust in case his calculations were off.

“ Fun Gus appears on the scene! ”

Roared the mushroom villain as he hit the pavement, right as an alarm went off.

“ Called it! ”

“ Ugghhhh, annoyed sigh! ”

You groaned, snickering at the playful glare he gave for your copying of his little “ saying the action aloud ” habit.

“ Whatever, copycat, you know the plan! ”

He kicked off, lunging towards the villain, while you nodded, determined to execute your part ever so perfectly! He might even just give you praise…

Ah, wait, don’t get off topic! Focus, that’s your cue! With closed eyes, the world drowned out around you as magic welled at your fingertips. You could feel the power surging through your veins, tingling with so much pressure that it was almost a bit overstimulating, but onwards you pushed. Soon, an illusion would seep into Gus’ perception, duplicating Donnie’s image around him and amplifying the mystic display of his own magic.

Of course, only one of the Donnie’s was real, since your magic could only play illusion-based tricks.

Just as powerful, though. Especially on victims who had no clue of your ability.

“ Whether there’s five or a thousand of you, turtle, you can’t defeat me! ”

Annoyed, Gus slammed his palms into the ground and forced dozens of mushrooms to sprout up—all surging towards Donnie. With one slow rotation of your hand, the mushrooms vanished from sight, further confusing the villain as he stumbled back, dumbfounded.

“ Huh—what? Where—“

He glanced up as the Donnie Duplicates closed in, all syncing into one as he landed a heavy hit into the mushroom’s cheek. He rolled and tumbled a bit, instantly rendered unconscious, thus cuing your part to drop the illusion. The world around you three warbled and popped, revealing a mushroom-covered space.

“ If you give me a couple more minutes, I can come up with a great mushroom pun for this! ”

Trotting up to his side, unceremoniously stomping a couple ‘shrooms on the way, you have a cheeky grin as your partner in crime groaned at the thought.

“ No, no, no, no, nope, not happening. I’m going to ensure you do NOT get the chance to make any sorts of puns. ”

Donnie crouched down, plucking a few mushrooms from the villain’s face, then dropping them into a vial.

“ Are you spore you want to be that close to him? ”

“ That was terrible. ”

Crouching beside him, you smiled fondly at the slight grin he gave to a “ terrible joke ”. Reaching forward, you poked his cheek lightly and he pulled away with an ever-growing grin as he swatted your hand back.

“ Ah, but who still smiled? ”

“ An unimportant observation! ”

You had snuck your way into Donnie’s heart, securing your part as “ Patrol Partner ”.

But, as charming as you were as his vigilante plus one, no one could blame either of you for wanting more. There had been plenty of times, as the two of you readied to part for the night, that you yearned to reach out, grab his hands, and go “ hi, my name is Y/N, and i really want to go on a date with you! ”

and just as many times had Donnie needed to resist pulling your retreating form back, locking eye contact, and requesting that you become more than a patrol partner.

Luckily, that stage had been set on the night of a particularly uneventful patrol that landed you both in a prime location usually used for couples bonding. Following a trail that turned into a dead end, you both lingered at a clearing where the trees perfectly framed what might have been the only part of the city where the stars were visible.

“ … Illusori? ”

“ Mm? ”

You perked up, turning to see him completely enraptured by the view. He leaned back to sit in the grass, and you followed suit almost instantly. Soon, you were both laid back, watching the stars twinkle. Silence tiptoed around you both for a few seconds before he finally breathed in deeply and exhaled.

“ Who are you, really? ”

This was the moment you had been waiting for all this time, and yet here you were, at a loss for words. Before awkwardness could plateau, you glanced at him, then sat up. Propped up by one of your arms, you leaned over him and hesitated. As Illusori, your magic would play its part by also hiding your identity behind disguise, but this was your chance to finally drop that disguise and potentially become closer to the one who started this whole “ vigilante double life ” to begin with…

So, taking your own deep breath, you gave a wonky smile.

“ That depends, can I request ‘Mrs. Donatello’ as an acceptable response? ”

“ … ”

With widened eyes, Donnie averted his gaze and looked everywhere but you. Nervousness crept up your throat as he began gesturing with one hand while the other laid behind his head as a pillow.

“ Y—Ahem, you may, if only I can request permission to see you beneath the mask. ”

“ Only if I can see you. ”

“ What? My mask—it hides nothing! ”

He shot up, completely taken off guard by your request, but loosened up as your laughter indicated that was sarcasm. With a twirl of your hand, the magic hiding away your true appearance slipped away, and all he could do was stare. Wide-eyed, he soon broke the silence with a whistle.

“ Wow, you’re… ”

You could practically see the hearts in his eyes as his gaze on you softened with a heart wrenching smile. God you were in love with him.

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[s4turnzbarzzz]

hey!! if you are taking requests, i wanted to request the tmnt mm! boys having a crush on a fem! reader who’s EXACTLY like raph. she loves fighting, may or may not have anger issues, cursed with resting bitch face, BUT, she’s actually really sweet and outgoing. never afraid to speak her mind, so, she may come across as rude sometimes, but, she never really means to be. (lowkey a biased request but SSSHH, we’re not gonna talk about that)

omg finally a tmnt mm request!! this was so much fun to write!! sorry if theyre short btw im struggling with writers block rn

TMNT (mutant mayhem) x fem! reader sfw

tw: none

Donnie

he wouldnt really understand that he was actually falling for you until one of his brothers mentions how you act and he starts telling them that youre suprisingly nice

he definently makes you little trinkets as a sign of appreciation (and as a way of flirting with you)

whenever youre not around and theyre not busy he constantly talks about you and how youre actually really sweet even though you act like a dick to he rest of them most of the time

his brothers think hes lying and that you cant be that nice until they get to know you better

when you start softening up around his brothers he finally asks you out

hes autistic so dont be overly touchy in private, it makes him uncomfortable

Raph

honestly he loves girls that have similar personalities to him so when he meets you hes head over heels

hes also secretly a softie too so when you start to trust you more he does as well

you guys are so cute together omg

he suprisingly doesnt have the guts to ask you out on his own so his brothers do it (he was so embarassed that they did that to him even though it was his idea)

if you say yes to going out with him hell be so happy

dont tell anyone he has a soft side for the sake of his reputation though

Leo

Mikey

it takes a bit for him to warm up to you at first but after his brothers convinced him you were fine he decided to give you a chance to know each other

he didnt expect you to like fighting or anything and if he didnt know you he could easily mistake you for his brother raph

raph can already be alot on his own so essentially having two of him around is insane

eventually you get to know him better and start trusting him more and start to loosen up around him

he eventually asks you out when he has the chance and you two are away from his brothers

hes a little scared of you at first tbh since youre almost exactly like his brother personality wise

it doesnt take very long before you two get comfortable around eachother though

he also notices that he has feelings for you pretty soon after he gets to know you better and sees that you have a soft side

he asks you out pretty quickly actually

#tmnt #tmnt mm #tmnt mutant mayhem #tmnt x reader #fem reader #donatello x reader #raphael x reader #leonardo x reader #michaelangelo x reader

[kitsunefox1108]

Can I request 2003 turts reaction to meeting rise nb reader who's sweet, chill, friendly, and introverted?

Reader meets the turtles in a alleyway and when they saw the guys they say, "the gang's here?? Wait a damn minute, Y'all ain't my turtle dudes- no... You guys look alike-" realizing they're in another universe they panic

I wanna see the 2003 dudes and rise dudes reactions to each other when the rise guys go and fetch reader (Leo may or may not accidentally pushed reader in Donnie's new invention, hence the reader getting thrown to the 2003 universe)

God, I love the requests that I'm being asked, but it's a pity that there aren't enough ideas and time for everything.

TMNT! TEAM UP! 2003 AND 2018 X SWEET! RISE! READER

learning that you are from a different universe of turtles, they will not be completely surprised, because they met with their versions of the turtles before.

However, your appearance in their universe is still amazing.

Apparently, their 2018 versions behave quite differently.

you are surprised at how different the behavior of the brothers in 2003 is. You know that this is a different universe, everything is clearly different here, but to see how Leonardo does not joke at all as often as the 2018 version does, as Rafael is several times stricter than the 2018 version.

How Donnie and Mikey are different from their 2018 versions.

it seemed as if you were reacquainting yourself with the brothers, although in part you are.

- it is interesting. I would like to meet my version of your universe!- Mikey said, jumping for joy.

besides that, these brothers think you are incredibly cute. You are very gentle, calm and responsible, they could not help but like it.

Perhaps one of the turtles could have fallen in love with you. And who is a secret ;)

meanwhile Rise! the turtles were trying to find you.

If Leo accidentally did it, the rest of the brothers, including April, wanted to nail him on the head.

over time, after several sleepless nights Donnie, he found the universe in which you are stuck.

It remains to come up with a plan to save you and return back.

but what could not help but surprise him was your communication with other turtles.

having told the brothers about this, they were surprised, and only wanted to save you more. The universe seemed suspicious to them.

A few days later, you were found walking with one of the 2003 brothers (your choice).

There was a conflict, as a result of which, the brothers of 2018 met the turtles of 2003.

- "He's kind of boring!" - rise Leonardo hissed displeasedly, lightly jabbing one of the katanas at the other Leonardo.

- "and you're like a show off. I can't believe that I can act like this hotb..."

- "Wow, I didn't think you'd be so... impressive." - Donatello muttered 2003, looking at his "younger" version.

- "Yes, keep praising me and living up to my expectations." - Donnie 2018 confidently began to stretch.

And the two Rafaels looked at each other like killer cyborgs.

Most of all, you were worried that they might start a fight.

But, surprisingly, they had a fairly neutral attitude towards each other.

After the two Mikes were reunited, it was the beginning of a nightmare.

it was definitely one of your most enjoyable adventures.

#tmnt x reader #tmnt x you #tmnt 2003 x reader #tmnt 2018 x reader #rottmnt x reader #rottmnt headcanons #tmnt headcanons #leonardo x reader #donatello x reader #raphael x reader #Michaelangelo x reader

[lixnininotnay]

Nothing like a hug, right?

Heyyyyy

I know that I said I was going to post some traditional art(and I will) but I got a drawing tablet(I don't know what those are called in English-) and I got really excited, like, I literally couldn't stop of stimming in that day. So have some fluffy stuff with Mikey. It's weird to draw on a tablet but I think I'm getting the hang of it.

#rottmnt x reader #rottmnt x you #tmnt x reader #mikey x reader #michaelangelo x reader #rise Mikey x reader #rise mikey x you #rise of tmnt x reader #🎭 — ( my creations. )

[pxrtalchopped]

So Shell Feed

five: ✧ portal hijinx

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴇᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ᴄɪᴛʏ. ʏᴏᴜ sᴏ ᴅᴇsᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ʜᴏᴍᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ sᴏ ᴅᴇsᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴛᴏ ғɪʟʟ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪssɪɴɢ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs sᴜᴘᴘᴏsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ.

parts: One || Two || Three || Four (you’re here!)

I wanted the title to be "Portal Hijinx and a turtle's Sly Winks so badly but... haha. Sorry if this one came out later than anticipated! I've been super busy with work - but I'll try to find more time to work on this book! Also, we hit 1.3k reads on ao3? WHAT? Yall fr like this story? That's WILD! <3 //

        One moment you were standing at the bottom of the ladders leading up to the city. 

        The next moment, you were being held on for dear life by a turtle who was chasing you down with a sword.

        It was only at the very last moment when you were too late, did you realize that Leo had pushed you and him through a magical portal leading you to God knows where.

        Your first instinct was to scream until you stopped falling. Your second instinct was to keep your eyes shut for fear of seeing something that would cause your mind to go medically insane. In a world of turtles and magical swords that opened gateways to... wherever, that wasn't such a farfetched idea to go with.

        You don't think a single human being could stop you from screaming your precious little heart out (you were, coincidentally, terrified of the unknown) but Leo, being anything but human, fairly managed to grab ahold of your face and reassure you with a "calm down, you're kind of causing a scene."

        ....Well, you wouldn't exactly say reassure when all he did was piss you off with those words. Piss-assured. Pissed-assured?

        "Leonardo... I know you did not just say that to me." Your voice came out gritted and angry, sending a shiver down the Blue-clad turtle's spine. Although, if you're giving credit where it's due; he did manage to stop you from screaming.

        "You just threw us into a portal!!!" 

        ...Nevermind. More screaming ensues.

        "I know! I know! And I'm sorry, but it's cool, right? Look where you are right now, it's still exactly what I wanted to show you so it kind of worked, yeah?" Leo waved his hands frantically with an embarrassed smile. 

        You genuinely didn't have the patience for this right now. You thought Leo was cool, but this was seriously infuriating. 

        "LEE-O," your voice came out heavy, ignoring the pout that he gave as you angrily gripped his shoulders. It was only when you realized anger won't solve the problem of getting you home that you let out a sigh, calming your nerves and releasing the tension in your jaw.

        "Leo," this time you spoke calmly. "I think you're misunderstanding where I'm upset. It doesn't matter where we are. What matters is that we aren't where I need to be right now. My mom expects me to be home soon, and now I'm in the middle of nowhere!" 

        Your arms shot up dramatically, and you were close to having your anger issues resurfacing again.

        "No! That's totally okay!" he didn't even think about apologizing to you (you did NOT take that 'I'm sorry, but' to heart) - something that pissed you off endlessly. 

        But he continued, "I can just portal you right back to your house once I'm done showing you around!"

        "But I don't want you to show me around!"

        "PLEAAASE just trust me!! I promise it will be worth your while - you aren't even giving it a chance! Don't lie to me and say you've seen any of this before!"

        Although absolutely irate, your curiosity couldn't help but follow Leonardo's outstretched arm. It was only then that you indeed took sight of the place you and him were in.

     ��          "....OH WHAT THE FUCK?"

        The scenery bloomed with color all around you; pillars, castles, and buildings littered every line of sight. Floating creatures and animals swooped past you high above, and the streets were flooded with monsters and creatures you only knew to compare to the four turtles.

        "See?!" Leo beamed. He proceeded to break into a little victory dance while you stood slack-jawed in awe. Or was it shock? 

        Maybe it was you mentally losing your mind; consciousness becoming aware of things the human brain was never met to comprehend. You fought the urge to roll your eyes to the back of your head.

        "This is all... This is seriously some Little Monsters sorta shit," you whispered.

        "I don't know what that is but I'm gonna take that as a compliment!" he answered you in a cocky tone, seemingly unaware of how utterly petrified you were. 

        Honestly, you weren't sure whether or not being petrified was logical for the current situation. On one hand, you wanted to trust Leo, on the other, your 'red-flag subconscious was profusely signaling to you that you were actually being viscously manipulated by four reptilian monsters and one mentally disturbed high schooler so that they may turn you into delicious toppings of a freshly bought pizza. 

        Your face paled. Surely not, right? Either way, one thing was for certain:

        When it came to putting your life into the hands of someone - of all people - maybe it shouldn't be Leonardo.

        Eyes never straying from the overwhelming sights before you, you slowly brought out your futuristically refurbished phone from your pocket. 

        Surprisingly, your phone didn't have a single dent or scratch from the portal fiasco moments before.

        [ 23 Unread Messages. ]

        A worrisome pit fell to the caverns of your stomach. No one was answering. Was there even reception here? Of course, right? You were clearly sending the messages?

        "So! Seeing as I am the only one here with you - and your only means of transportation back home, howsabout I take you on an exciting tour of the Hidden City? It'll be a BLAST, we might even be able to"

        "You kidnapped me."

        " - WHAT?!"

        "You totally kidnapped me!" you shot an accusing finger at Leo, making him jump back. 

        "I did not!....... Mean to! Ugh!" giving up, Leo slouched with another dramatic pout. You simply crossed your arms. 

        "Maybe it looks that way to you, but I didn't intend for it to! I was going to show you the cool tricks my sword could do, and where it could take us! I didn't think I'd trip, I just got so excited - "

        "So you ran towards me, with a sword, all because you were excited?!" 

        "Yes! Exactly! I was excited to show you! I wanted to impress you - "

        Oh shell, where was he going with this? If he told you he wanted to impress you so you'd think he was cool it would have the complete opposite effect of his goal!

                " - you're the first human we've met in seven years that wasn't trying to kill us or call us freaks!"

        Your anger dissipated as shock from his confession set in. Words couldn't find their way to your mouth, so he kept on.

        "You have no idea how rare this is for us! I just thought that if you were impressed by all the talents we have - all the fun that we can get into, you'd want to.... y'know, stick around." He didn't sound whiny or cheesy like one would imagine, rather like he was... tired.

        'Okay, Leo, not necessarily the reason, but it sounds believable enough, right? Makes you sound more brotherly than pathetic.... right???"

        As you processed his words, a frown began to pull at your lips. You pitied him - all of them, but didn't you just say you all could -

        He wasn't there to hear you say you were staying. To offer a proper hangout.

        All he saw was you getting ready to head out of the sewers. 

        Oh.

        "Leo, I don't exactly plan on leaving you guys anytime soon." Your response came out hesitant, "I don't exactly have any other friends I'd rather be hanging out with," the reasoning behind that sentence brought a foul taste to your mouth, but you didn't want to talk about it. 

        His demeanor quickly changed for the better: back to his usual flirty and hyperactive self. That iconic, charming grin he wore was once again present on his lips. 

        "None as radically cool as me, right?" he joked. "It'd be hard to top all of this," he smugly gestured to himself, making you roll your eyes.

        "Exactly," his face grew hot, "point is, I'm not going anywhere. You don't have to worry about that whatsoever." You took a moment to think.

        Your mom wouldn't be... that mad, right? 'Wait a minute... Gadoie, dingbat, why don't you just text her?'

        And so you did, face flushed in embarrassment and hands fumbling on the keyboard. You simply wrote: 'Momma, is it alright if I get pizza with my friends? It should only take an hour, maybe two. They offered to drive me home.'

        A lie, indeed, but there was some truth! Like the transportation home, and the staying out for two extra hours (that you definitely didn't hope for).

        'You can have up to 90 minutes. Be safe.'

        Her response came quicker than you anticipated, but you were grateful nonetheless. You texted her a short, 'thank you!' and turned your phone off, finally meeting Leo's gaze.

        "...Alright, I'm convinced. You've got forty minutes of my undivided attention, little boy blue." You couldn't help but smile watching him hoot and holler victoriously. "But if we get into any trouble, I'm counting on you to get me out of it."

        "Luckily for you, I am the best when it comes to the ninja-ing in the family." His smirk could not possibly be pulled any higher, and he swatted the ribbons of his mask over his shoulder as faux hair.

        "We're gonna have to count on it because I'll be a pretty horrifying ghost. Get me killed and my whole family comes after you, too. The risk is all yours to - "

        " - Yeah yeah, that's great let's go!"

        He interrupted you! In the middle of your threat for the sake of your very life!

        You let out a startled scream as he tugged you along. He broke out into a sprint, leaving you almost flying behind him. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" you yelled out.

        He didn't look back when he responded to you, "you said only forty minutes! We can't spend all of that time with threats and jabs at each other! Forty minutes with Leonardo is forty minutes of fun!!!"

       He was crazy! But, you had to hand it to him, this high-speed running around was kinda fun. He acted as if you two were being chased. And to him, you were; being chased by the hands of a clock, looming over with a bloodthirsty grin ready to slice your held hands apart, tearing you away from him forever.

        You let out a laugh: a shrill, joyous giggle that drove Leo crazy. You were excited! Finally, he got you anticipating a day with him!

        Okay, maybe not a day - maybe 39 minutes, but he'll take what he can get!

        Looking around, he had to be honest with himself. He's not as familiar with the hidden city as he acted like; after all, they only rescued April Mayhem from it maybe two or three weeks ago. All he knew was that the city at least looked exciting. 

                But again, you two didn't have much time. At the very least, it was not enough time to go looking for the City's Tour Booth and snag a map, so he could only depend on trusting his gut and taking you to wherever he thought would be both safe and exciting.

        "We're really cutting it close with the time that we were given, but I think I know the perfect place to take you, mi amiga!" he lied, hand tightly wrapped around yours. You followed in blind faith.

        He led you 'downtown', where the street was littered with booths of food, street games, and performers. Each and every creature there were not human - making you feel like the alien out of all of them.

        "This is so surreal," you admitted quietly. You were busy staring at the performers while Leo spent his time eagerly staring at your mesmerized reactions.

                "Yeah? But it's kind of thrilling, right? Oh my god, wait, you have got to try this," easily distracted, the blue-clad turtle tugged you away from the acts to bring you up to a particular booth from the food vendors. 

        This booth had what looked to be a hairy, purple egg.... thing. It had a stem on the top indicating (hopefully, you thought) that it was not actually some alien pre-hatchling but instead a fruit or something.

        You had an idea of what Leo was about to suggest.

        Buying one of the eggs from the vendor was pretty easy for him - for some reason, the Hidden City accepted U.S. currency. You're gonna ignore the multitude of questions you had.

        "Eat! Eat! You're gonna LOVE this.... this thing!" 

        You knew it. You knew he was gonna pull this shit.

        "You want me to eat this thing?!" fear poured from your voice in waves. Leo nodded eagerly.

                "Yes! Oh just take a biiiite, it's not poison! I swear it tastes like 50 different meals at the same time and you can never describe any single one of them!"

        You pulled him away from the vendor in an anxious but polite manner, only so that you could dramatically decline Leo's offer without having to seem rude.

        "There is no way I'm gonna eat that! You don't even know what it's called, Leo!" 

        Leo wasn't looking at you - eyes focused on slicing the 'egg' with his sword instead. (Something that was actually quite humorous to see, if not insanely stress-inducing. This dude has no concern for blade safety!)

        "Yeah, good points are being made here, but, I also don't know the names of a lot of human food, too." Licking the excess juices off the odachi, Leo picked a slice from the egg and delicately placed it in your hand with a smirk.

                "Try it. Trust me."

        "Agh, okay, you've convinced me," you smiled, bringing the fruit up to your face to peer at it. 

        "Really?!" 

        "Nope!" and then you threw the slice behind your back. "Fuck you, Leo! I'm not trying to have an anaphylactic shock over egg fruit!"

       "That's not gonna happen, I don't even know what that word meansss," he cooed, waving another slice of the gooey, furry egg thing in front of your face, "and besides, on the offhanded hypothetical that something does happen to you, I'm sure Donnie can handle it with his nerdy science stuff. 'Cause he's a nerd." 

       You frowned, pushing the fruit away with a flat hand. "No thank you, Leo. I'll just take your word for how good it i-"

       Leo interrupted you for what felt like the 100th time today by shoving the fruit into your mouth. At first, you wanted to panic. But he was totally right.

        Whatever this food was, it was delicious. And Leo had so kindly peeled the furry skin off of this slice so the texture wouldn't make you cringe - oh my gosh, you don't think you've ever enjoyed food as much as this funky little egg.

        You wanted to be mad that he totally violated your boundaries, but you were legitimately in euphoria right now.

        "Riiiiight? I told you! UGH, SO GOOD!" He groaned satisfactorily, taking a bit out of another slice himself. "Nothing like mystic food, seriously! Except... maybe pizza."

        Mouth still full and hands grabbing for more slices, you laughed in agreement. These dudes love their pizza, huh? 

        Honestly, seeing Leo smile at you the way he was right now made your stomach flip. And not even in a romantic kind of way, you know? You were simply over the moon with how much fun you two were having. And in a mystic city?

        Your old, shitty friend group couldn't top this feat even if they tried! You hit the absolute jackpot with friends this time. 

[New Messages.]

        "Gotta say, Leo, you're a bit overzealous." You'd finally finished the fruit together, and although it was only a few slices it felt as if you ate a three-course meal. Now you simply sat at a bench watching as fireworks danced in the streets.

        Like literally, in the streets. Right by passersby. You chased some with Leo only a few moments before. He turned to you with a curious glint in his eye. 

        "Me? Overzealous? Nah, I think you mean I'm just eager for fun," he corrected you with a teasing tone, but your words actually shook him a bit. He hoped he wasn't scaring you away.

        "....I think I was right," you joked, "all the same - I'm kinda happy you pushed me to chill down here for a bit. You were right, I had no idea what I was missing."

        "Ah yes, right, as always," he bragged. His eyes closed and a smile grew on his face that showed off his canines. You shoved him lightly. 

        "Whatever. You're just lucky I let you pass the forty-minute mark," you joked.

        As soon as the words left your mouth, Leo's eyes widened back up. He turned to you curiously but then started to chuckle, "ohoho, you were totally selling me short! How long has it been since then?"

        You looked down at your phone. "Hmm... looks like I gave you an extra 30 minutes by now," that meant 20 minutes left till you're home. 

        "Are you serious? We've been here over an hour and I didn't even realize - but you realized! If I didn't know any better I'd say you actually like my company, amigo!" he poked at your stomach, pulling another laugh out of your lips. 

        "Nah, I think I'd have had a lot more fun with the others," you mocked. He replied with an 'oh I'm sure,' but you both continued to wildly grin. 

        "But really, I only have 20 minutes left till my mom expects me to be home. You think you can get that portal going yet?" 

        "Why of course I can," he put on an Old English accent, bowing with a wave of his sword before turning away from you. 

        Bringing his mystic odachi to his chest, he let a deep breath in and out to soothe his quaking nerves. Then, he turned back to you, arms gestured outward as he confidently posed. 

                "Watch and be amazed!" he announced, "I, Leo the great, will take you and me back to the lair in three, two...!"

        Slicing a cut through the air, he caught the 'one' in his lips as he choked. There was definitely a portal.

        But it was not at the lair. 

        The portal looked like a window to the leaning tower of Pisa.

        ".......Aheh. Funny." Although a bit frazzled you let yourself believe that he was probably teasing you again. You hoped he was teasing you.

        Sweat dripping down Leo's head, he turned to you anxiously. "Only joking, okay, real thing real thing," and sliced again.

        .....

        "Leonardo," you cautiously started, staring through Portal #2, "I really need to get home. Be serious now, I don't remember the lair being in Egypt."

        "Oh yeah, don't worry don't worryyy, sometimes this thing just likes to be a little funny, gimme a second," he mumbled out the last part of his sentence in a frustrated tone, vigorously shaking the odachi as if it was going to pour out portals like a salt shaker.

        "I'm going to trust you for three more minutes before I'm calling Donnie for help," you sighed. That sent him into a panic.

        "No no no no no, there's no need for that!" he anxiously stammered, "I've got you, ____! You don't need some turtle taxi when you've got me!" And it was going so well! What went wrong? Come on, you stupid little sword, make the portal!!!

        "I guess all I can do is wait and see," you mumbled. You picked at the black polish on your nails and gnawed on your cheek, nervously watching as Leonardo clearly struggled to make a correct portal. 

        "Ugh! This is so weird! It's like my sword wants me to break it," okay, now he was threatening his own weapon to comply. Suddenly, you were reminded of how peculiar your choice of friends was.

        With another frustrated groan, Leo threw his hands in the air. "Fine!" He sighed, "I guess we can call Donnie. But I'll get this thing to work and when I do we're so gonna have a better Leo and ____ day like we DESERVE!"

        Another portal - this time one that finally looked familiar..... Too familiar....

        'That place looks a lot like.... no, it is! That's my street!'

        "Leo!" you bounced out of your seat, jolting the boy out of his tantrum. "That's it! That's my street! How did you know?!"

        Leo's stare was blank - if anything, maybe baffled. "....Huh?!" his eyes flickered to the portal and his sword with lightning speed. 

        "No way, for real?" 

                "What do you mean for real? You made the portal, didn't you!"

        "N- Yeah! I totally did, yup, ahuh! See? What did I tell you, I totally had it covered!" quickly pulling a confident facade, Leo puffed out his chest with a heroic laugh. 

        You cheered alongside him without thinking of the implications. And when you did, a creeped-out shiver went up your spine.

        "...Wait... so then, does that mean you and Donnie found out where I lived?!"

        Leo's face paled. "We didn't!"

        'Shit, what should you say, Leon?!'

        "I lied!"

        'Way to go.'

        "Yeah, I actually had no idea. Maybe the sword knew? It's mystic, mystic swords can do that.... I think," he shrugged. "But we can ignore it because at least you're successfully home! Yippee!!!"

        Panic was seen throughout every pore of Leonardo's reptilian body. You, although still very put off, slowly agreed nonetheless. "Yeeeah.... Yippee."

        Deciding that you had suffered enough craziness today, you let out a heavy sigh. "Well, I guess I'll talk to you guys tomorrow. Or maybe next week. After all the craziness I've had to go through in the span of a few hours, I might go into a coma," you spoke as you walked through the portal.

        Looking back at Leonardo still standing in the mystic city, you gave him a tired wave. "I'll text you guys that I made it home, okay? You do the same for me, yeah?"

        His sword lay limp next to his leg as he just stared at you. Only for a second though, because after he processed the night really did end for you and him, he smiled softly. "....'Kay. Don't sleep for too long though, I'll be so bored." His playful attitude returned.

        You laughed, "I'll try, homie," and turned away, heading down the street as the portal closed.

        And then it was just Leo left, watching the Hidden City move on by while he stood still......

        ".....Crap!" 

        'Seriously, Leo?! Lying to their face? ADMITTING TO IT? YOU LOOKED LIKE SUCH A DOOFUS!'

        "UuuUuuUuUuGHGHHGHG I NEED TO SLEEP THIS DAY OUT OF MY MIND!" Leon pulled at his face and ferociously shook his head, hoping that the humiliating scenes poured out from his brain and left him alone. 

        He tried for another portal. This time, it worked in one go. And when he stepped through the blue wisps to the lounge room of the lair, he was greeted by three brothers and an intensely worried April.

        "Leo!" they all exclaimed.

        He moved past them, trying to head to his room without a single word uttered. But they persisted.

        "Leo, where's ____?! Are they okay?" Mikey asked, pulling Leo by the arm. 

        He groaned, "they're fineee, I took them home," was all he said. Or I guess, wanted to say. They kept going. 

        "You were gone for almost two hours, what have you been doing? We have school in the morning!" It was April's turn to interrogate him, and her foot tapped against the floor as she waited for an explanation.

                "They said I could take them to walk around the Hidden City, all we did was eat and hang out! Sheesh, they were the ones that agreed to it!"

        "You're not getting the point, Leo!" of course it was Raph that started to lecture him once more. Leo quickly grew irritated as the oldest brother blocked him from entering the subway.

        With his classic, crossed-arms, furrow-browed look, Raph began again. "You can't just kidnap someone just because you don't want them to leave! They didn't intend to spend another two hours hanging out, they wanted to go!"

        Guilt tugged at Leo's chest, face reddening again as he felt another oncoming wave of humiliation. He hadn't even told Raph that you were initially against the idea, and he still found a way to be in the right.

        It made Leo seethe. "Whatever, they wanted to have fun, and they had fun! You're not the only one that read the group chat!" He pushed past Raph as fast as he could, more than ready to leave the conversation and just pass out on his couch.

        He ignored the small 'there's a group chat?' he heard from April and headed down the stairs, leaving the three brothers and human friend to watch his exit with equal, dumbfounded expressions.

                April only looked up at the rest of the three of them.

        "....Well, uh..." the air was tense and awkward, making her shuffle her feet anxiously. "I think I'm gonna head out, too. School night, as I said," she quietly reasoned. She said her goodbyes to the three turtles and they walked her to the ladder, watching as she exited the lair safely.

        Then, the three brothers turned to each other. 

        "Raise your hand if you feel bad for ___ for having to endure all of us," Donatello finally broke the silence, lifting his hand and watching his two brothers do the same. 

        "Oh good, I'm not the only one."

        Mikey felt his phone vibrate, and he pulled it out to find you had left a message in the group chat, indicating you made it home safely.

            Reading the messages, a giant grin grew on his face.

                "If they can handle us," Mikey shoved his phone in front of his brothers' faces - inches away from literally decking either of the two as he grinned mischievously, "I'm sure I make it worth their while! I'm sooo their favorite! Just watch, they're gonna be coming to the lair just to see ME!"

        Donnie shook his head, and Raph snatched the phone away from his smallest sibling. "Highly unlikely, my oblivious younger brother! They were so impressed by my amazing tech skills, they're gonna be over the moon when I give them a tour of my lab!" he threw a jab at Mikey and they quickly began to roughhouse.

        Raph chided the two, "no way! You should've seen how we connected! We're gonna be attached to the hip before you guys even know it!" and jumped into the fight, ignoring Leon's screams for them to shut up and let him sleep.

        And though they spent the rest of the night horseplaying, all of them could agree to at least one thing:

        They couldn't wait to talk to you tomorrow.

#rottmnt #so shell feed #donatello x reader #donnie #rise of the tmnt #donnie x reader #raph x reader #raphael x reader #rise! donnie #rise! raph #rise! leo #rise! mikey #mikey x reader #leonardo x reader #michaelangelo x reader #rise! april #hidden city

[sleepwrites]

Rules post!

Hi! I’m sleepwrites, @hahasleepgobrrrr ‘s sideblog! This blog is for writing requests!

Shut up sleep! - my other stuff tag

Heres my Masterlist!

Here are things I will NOT write

Incest/tcest(ew just ew)

Minor characters x Adult characters (eughhh)

Smut (im a minor damit though I will write spicy makeouts if I’m in the mood)

Poly-ships (I have nothing against polyamorous people, I just can’t write that)

Toxic ships (unhealthy character dynamics)

Yandere (I feel uncomfortable writing that)

Highly specific aus (I write canon and canon only)

OC inserts (I wont be able to get the OC’s personality right, I have nothing against ocs lol)

Highly specific Y/Ns or readers, eg: ‘Can I request Rottmnt boys with an s/o who has blonde hair and is 5’8?’ (X readers have to fit everyone)

Now, things I WILL write

X readers

Ships (mostly canon but I will write fanon ships if I can get a grasp on their dynamic)

Prompts

One-shots

Fluff

Angst

Headcanons

(Maybe) two-shots

General rules

I’ll only be writing 7-8 requests because I dont want to overwhelm myself

Expect small grammer/spelling mistakes as most of the time I write on my phone and I have sausage fingers

Please specify if you want a one shot, headcanons, or other.

If its x reader specify the charcter(s) you want me to write.

Please don’t send any hate to anyones request!

Fandoms I’ll write for…

Rottmnt

LEGO monkie kid

Ninjago

Across the spiderverse

Please know that if the gender of reader is NOT specified I’ll write it as gender neutral

#rottmnt #rottmnt x reader #leonardo x reader #donatello x reader #raphael x reader #michaelangelo x reader #leo valdez x reader #Percy Jackson x reader #lmk x reader #Six eared macaque x reader #Sun Wukong x reader #Red Son x reader #Third lotus prince Nezha x reader #Ninjago #lmk #Ninjago x reader #Fnaf x reader #Cole Brookstone x reader #Kai Smith x reader #Nya Smith x reader #Jay Walker x reader #Lloyd x reader #Zane Julian x reader #Harry Potter x reader #Sleep wites #pjo x reader #hilda x reader #sleep writes

[yanteetle]

May i request for ummmmm more yandere Mikey?? I just love him sm, and i just love your art soooo much!

"i dunno, He's nice and all... but there's something off about him. I can feel it.."

Let's be real, y/n was bound to talk about Mikey's weird behavior at some point. Let's only hope his eavesdropping doesn't result in any more bloodshed than necessary…

I tried to make it look creepy. Kinda failed at that, but it was a fun drawing to work on in the end! I want to work on more stalker-themed drawings in the future, they're surprisingly energizing to work on! It was kind of a challenge working on the lighting for this one, but I made it work.. Somewhat. If someone wants to take this and add some color and extra life to it, feel free!

#yandere rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #yandere tmnt #yanteetles tellings #yandere rottmnt #rise tmnt #rottmnt x reader #obsessive yanderes #yandere #yandere mikey #yandere michaelangelo #yandere rottmnt fanfiction #yan rottmnt #yandere turtles #yandere teenage mutant ninja turtles #yandere thoughts #yandere tmnt 2018 #yanteetles art #yandere story #yandere art #yandere x you #rottmnt x y/n #rottmnt fanart #rottmnt art #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt michelangelo #unpause rottmnt

[t0ta11y-n0t-cup1d]

You’ve showed in a few of your drabbles and fics the boys’ more instinctive behaviors when it comes to the people they like (like Leo with his tapping/claw fluttering). Do you think you could tell us a bit more about how you think each of the boys act differently around the person they like due to their instincts and more “turtle-like” behavior? I think it’s super cute and cool that you try to incorporate those traits into your fics! I’d love to see more of it 💞💞💞

Instinct

꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡ ;; small habits that you've picked up from the turtles

taglist ;; @apostlephobe

req ;; yes/no

gn reader—they/them prns

warnings ;; swearing

raph ;;

— not just because he's an alligator snapping turtle, but i think he would display a lot of cuteness/affectionate aggression!!

— i.e. playful bites, playfighting (very, VERY careful playfighting. he is a big boy and can crush you easily.)

— he deffo chirps and churrs, but it's absolutely the deepest out of the brothers. like it's SCARY how deep his churrs can get.

— on the topic of sounds, he deffo makes like dog-whining sounds when he's upset :( like the high-pitched ones (he makes them whenever he's really REALLY worried or just upset)

— big tail go whoosh. mostly sways when he's nervous/happy!!!! he loves u but stay back when he's REALLY happy mans can knock you into your feet by accident :(

— do not the tail unless u tell him first + get permission. easy way to death is to touch his tail without asking bc his first reaction will be to swing it HARD (not intentionally) and it WILL give you a concussion.

leo ;;

— prone to chirping. that's it. loves to chatter and prattle on, especially about how much he loves you, and will only ever stop if you give him kisses + affection, and will do so with soft chirps <3

— ALSO CHURRS!! but gets embarrassed about it and tries to do it in private/ when only you are around (p.s. he churrs almost all the time when y'all r alone)

— like mentioned in the post, he flutters and taps his claws!! this one is more instinctive so he gets HELLA embarrassed when y'all r doing whatever and his hands go to your face and gently tap or wiggle against your cheeks

— (melts if you do it back to him)

— y'all seen those photos of red-eared sliders riding on top of softshells?? yeah that but you. he will LAY ON YOU any chance he gets homeboy loves to cuddle

— his tail isn't as big as raph's, but deffo is as expressive, it wags alot, mostly when he's happy,, but like his churrs, he normally tries to control himself and his reactions so around others, his tail will twitch a little around you, but it's full-on wagging when ur alone :]]

donnie ;;

- homeboy growls more often than actual churrs, but u can BET UR ASS that as soon as u say sumn as little as 'wow, that's so cool!' or 'ooh, ur so smart!' to him HE LOSES IT homeboy becomes a chirruped, churring mess

- obv he's preferential w physical touch, but is in heaven when u massage his shoulders after a long day of missions/work (shrimp posture) and he subconsciously churrs (despite him denying it)

- when feeling needy/ in a lovey-dovey mood, he tends to nudge ur head w his, veryvery gently

- so much so that it can be a silent way (cough cough bad boy image) of him asking for affection/ attention from u w/o having to actually ask

- unlike raph and leo. does not. NOT like having his tail touched he will bite and snap at u outta pure instinct.

- SPEAKING OF WHICH gentle bites and deffo some playfighting bc softshells r aggressive but he loves u a lot :]] also when annoyed/agitated/threatened. neck. he turns around/ stretches his neck (not much) to look bigger + more intimidating (it just looks silly)

mikey ;;

- straight out the gate we all know he's affectionate and touchy asf. i know i said it for all of them but.

- PLAYFIGHTING!!!!!;;;;!!!!:!!!:: but he don't hold back. he is BITING he is SCRATCHING he is PLAYING DIRTY!!!!!!!!!!!! (he learned it from leo)

- tends to just. bumpbump nudgenudge u when he wants affection (or whines for it bc #youngest-child-syndrome)

- considering how talkative and very open-w-his-feelings he is, he's probbles the most comfortable openly chirping and churring around you, he does not care bc he wants u to know u make him happy/comfy enough to be able to do those sounds :))

- the tail!! wags like CONSTANTLY but similar to raph's, don't touch unless given permission (he bites)

LUV FROM ;; CUPEZ

A/N ;; HIIII hi guys :) lol sorry for going missing. i have no excuse. ANYWAYYYYY sorry for such a lil upload and IM SO SORRY FOR GETTING THIS REQ DONE SO LATE :(((((( anyhow, i HOPE (not promising) that i can start writing more and more soon!! busy w school but y'all know how it is!!!!

#rottmnt #luv from cupez #rottmnt fanfiction #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt x reader #cupid writes #leonardo #leo rottmnt #leonardo tmnt #rottmnt raphael #rottmnt raph #raph hamato #rottmnt raph x reader #rottmnt leo x reader #donatello rottmnt #donatello #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt donnie x reader #michalangelo #michaelangelo rottmnt #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt mikey x reader

[moxfirefly]

I RACED IN

Grope and morning, for our boy mikey 😫

I knew you’d deliver, so let’s get it.

A little morning fun with our fave orange boy.

Rated Explicit

Mikey always had a tendency to hold onto you when you both slept. Being pressed up against you always guaranteed him a good nights rest.

And on mornings like today it guaranteed him some early access to his favorite spots. Those biceps of his had you caged in the middle of the night but close to dawn a hand of his had found its way between your thighs. Mikey often did this to get some warmth.

Now though? As the still quiet of the dawn began to shift into morning routines of the rest of the brothers in the Lair, Mikey had awoken and awoken he’d felt a deep desire.

This wasn’t a strange occurrence for the two of you. Long ago you both had expressed this to be okay and welcomed way to start the day.

So it wasn’t odd when that hand still between your legs shifted, the gentle trek to cup your clothes crotch making your brows twitch. Mikey’s face was still buried in your hair, a gentle churr making the hairs on the back of your neck stand. The tickling stirred you but it didn’t awaken you. Mikey’s hand rubbed gently, the inviting warmth making his sleepy blue eyes blink more of the grogginess away.

The arm you had been sleeping on for most of the night had shifted several times but this time you could feel that hand find your breast. Mikey could literally cope a feel whilst asleep, at this rate it was just endearing how naturally he did it when he was asleep.

Now though? Now he gripped with a little more purpose, diligent in running the pad of a finger over your nipple. That surely got a soft moan to escape your lips, lightly stirring some more when he gently pinched.

Mikey’s lips kissed the spot between your neck and shoulder, he inhaled the scent of your skin and sighed happily. He could smell you all day, the nice mix of your perfumes and his scent, his marking.

When he pushed your underwear to the side, enough for a digit to rub gentle circles over your lips, the light moisture that had began to gather had only pushed him further into his need. The hand at your breast groped, fondled and pinched.

Your eyes fluttered open once he pushed a digit inside of you, the fullness making you moan. The slight disorientation gave way quickly to pleasure once Mikey’s soft voice praised how wet you were for him.

There was a grunt mixed in with a churr, Mikey had pressed his clothed errection against your rear.

“G—Good mornin’” was all you managed to purr out when Mikey’s soft chuckling bounced off your skin.

“Morning baby, how’d you sleep?” Mikey enunciated his question with another flick of his finger.

Your mouth opened to answer but only a moan left.

The hand at your breast squeezed a little tighter as Mikey’s mouth found your neck and sucked. The digit inside of your quickened its pace.

“Oh—fuck, can…?” You didn’t have to finish your question, his thumb was on your clit and with just enough force and movement he had you unraveling. “That’s my giiiirl.” Mikey whispered as the jitters and little aftershocks gripped his digit. When he pulled it out you could already hear it how he sucked it clean.

Mikey’s chuckle was muffled by your kiss as you pushed him onto his shell, the nest of pillows accommodating him as you climbed on top of him.

“You’re lucky you’re cute, I was thinking about sleeping in today.” You sat back, hands sneaking back to help him out of his underwear.

“Who said we couldn’t?” That charming knowing smile of his looked even prettier as it broke into a gasp. You pushed yourself down on him, enjoying how even fuller it felt to have him this way. There was a curve to him that always made your knees a little extra wobbly.

Mikey’s hands landed on your wast just as your own landed on his plastron.

“So what do you say? Should we stay in bed all day?” The first sway of your hips made him moan, hands gripping your waist.

There was a yes somewhere between there, somewhere lost within you.

#tmnt bayverse #tmnt mikey x reader #tmnt michaelangelo #tmnt michelangelo x reader #micheangelo #Mikey #smut action prompts #ask #supershiny-raven

[helpfandom]

nervously taps you on the shoulder

Hi, soooo uhhh if you're comfortable with topics like these, could you write the yandere ROTTMNT boys with a reader who has PTSD-?? (If you do groups/team-ups, then I'd like this to be one) Platonic or romantic, whatever you want :D

Flinches at the sound of a door opening in a room they're in and at yelling or loud noises, tears up when they're yelled at, gets nervous when someone looks angry or upset, and is terrified of pain. Very affectionate, but doesn't cross any lines, kind, soft, sensitive and compassionate. Projecting? Who, me? ..Yes, actually-

I read the rules and I didn't see anything about stuff like this, so I'm guessing it's alright with you? If it's not, I am terribly sorry, and you can ignore this ask! If it's not against your rules, and you want to write it, take your time! (*´▽`*)

I love you for reading the rules! Thank you for being nice, and as I asked the other anon, would you like an anon name?

@yanderefangirl

They all interact with you differently, but a few things will be the same, so it starts with the same activities they do, and then delves into the characters.

Similarities: They all recognize that this is what you have, and would never make you feel bad about it, but Donnie is the one who realizes first, seeing as he placed a tracker to track your mood and heartbeat, noticing how you flinch at little sounds, and the like. They all wish to find out who caused this to you, and why this happened to their little sibling, however their way of removing that being from your life is quite differing.

Raph: Raph is more babying than his typical Yandere counterpart, and often finds himself speaking softer and more vulnerable around you, trying to show you that it's okay to be vulnerable, and to tell your brothers friends what happened.

Leo: Leo is a lot more comforting, and a lot less cocky than he would be around a typical darling. He creates a tiny little space for them in his room, and lowers his voice rather than his typical scream/yell voice, for he doesn't want to upset you.

Mikey: Mikey is a lot more willing to cross edges or lines he wouldn't find himself crossing with a typical darling. He finds himself a lot more angry and more clingy, wanting to assure you that the person is gone now and to trust your brothers.

Donnie: Donnie is one of the most normal [aka the most like his typical yandere counterpart] and is more technologically giving, putting microphones on things you own to find out why, and finding out triggers [something that Raph and Leo forgot to do] to eliminate them from your life, and to make their home a safer space for you.

No matter what, you just need to trust your brothers!

#yandere x reader #platonic x reader #platonic yandere #tw yandere #x reader #platonic #yandere #headcanon #yandere tmnt #rottmt #tmnt #yandere rottmnt #yandere leonardo #yandere raphael #yandere mikey #yandere donnie #yandere leo #yandere raph #yandere donatello #yandere michaelangelo #Helpfandom's writing

[marwhoa]

request: none! (well technically so, technically not!)

🝮 little drabbles !

tmnt x readers; usually rottmnt

author’s note: hi! I haven’t been givin y’all anything lately, and me and my bestie *cough @tmntxthings cough* have a shared document for little writes and ideas we randomly have! Figured I’d give y’all some as an apology for my heavy lack of new writing :))) Also fair warning, my Drabble writing is very “bare bones” kind of ideas :)) not usually as descriptive as my published fics.

word count: I don’t feel like it :))

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Mikey x Mermaid!Y/N

Mikey secretly sneaks off at night to be by the water, listening to it and watching its waves crash against the dock he sat upon. Legs kicked, disturbing the water’s surface.

He notices something disturb the waves with a splash, one that gave the oddest feeling that it wouldn’t have been a little fish. It stirs his curiosity—not enough to dare a dip into the water, though. He can’t swim, so why would he do something so foolish?—but my do his eyes search the inky abyss for it’s disruption. This night lends to no answers and neither does the next.

Imagine his amazement one day, finding the suspicious splash reoccur each time he visits the dock, but this particular day, he sees something—someone?—gazing at him with wondrous eyes and a friendly smile. It was a shine like that of a child discovering something amazing.

Bonus idea:

Mikey and his brothers are fighting villain by the docks. He gets knocked off and at first, they’re like “!! Mikey! Ah, he’ll come back up, we need to keep going” and then Donnie freezes and is like “… He’s a box turtle.” And they’re like what? “He’s a box turtle—They-They don’t SWIM, THEY DON’T SWIM, MIKEY—“

They turn towards the water, ready to leap in, when suddenly Mikey comes up and they’re like “??!?!? How?!”

Pushing him up are the frantic arms of a mermaid. All brothers are speechless, Mikey’s unconscious. Y/N stares at them then gestures frantically to the passed-out brother, trying to tell them, “ help him! give him air! do it, land creatures! “

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Donnie x Y/N

(apocalypse angst, tw for detail)

Donnie was holding Y/N’s lifeless body in their arms, screaming at them in misdirected frustration, “WHY WERE YOU EVEN HERE, YOU NEVER BELONGED IN THE BATTLEFIELD! I TOLD YOU TO ST… TO STAY… “ He chocked on the heavy sobs and screams, wiping at his running nose, and spiraling downwards until all he could do is hold your body so tight. His screams are heard for as far as possible, compromising his position to the enemy, but there was nothing that could stop his wails.

Surrounding him are alerted Kraang monsters. Whirring, cawing, screeching—all painfully obvious signs that he’s unsafe, that he should be getting away, escaping—tucking tail and running!

And yet he doesn’t stop screaming at you, wiping hair out of your face roughly. “Open your eyes—open your GOD DAMN EYES, Y/N, PLEASE.” An alien appendage stabs through the flesh of his shoulder, jerking him forward and then back—away from you—as it violently shlunks out of the wound, but he couldn’t care less. His voice raises, cracking under the pressure as he yanks away and scrambles back to what was once you. He begs you to wake up, to please please just get up, you guys needed to get out of here!

Over and over again, he begs.

And he begs.

And he begs.

Begs until it’s the last thing he can say before blood fills his mouth and the last bit of life is drained out.

“ Please… “

His voice is weak, far from the strength you ever knew it had.

“ I’… “

“ I’m sorry, ju… just o… p… ”

“ open… your eyes… “

There’s just something about that inconsolable sadness, where they hold the body of someone once so full of love, begging in frustration that they please, PLEASE come back.

The choked sobs, the heavy wails, the desperation to hold them no matter the danger.

Trying their hardest to never let them out of their grasp as if that somehow symbolized facing the truth in its entirety, the truth that you were gone.

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Donnie x Y/N

(apocalypse angst again)

Donnie’s in his lab. It’s the apocalypse. He’s tinkering away on his gear, when one of his devices dings, indicating a video has been sent. This happens whenever his tech breaks, turns off, when their location changes drastically, if he set it to do so, etc. Many reasons, so he thinks nothing of it.

He doesn’t even realize the smaller screen beside his monitor shows one of his bands have been broken, gone offline, and stopped monitoring the heartbeat and life signature of a particular someone.

He clicked on the video, planning to let it play in the background—maybe it picked up something interesting or helpful with turning the tide of this war.

He watches with a bored expression as the display boots up, until he realizes he recognizes the voice. It’s Y/N’s wristlet that sent the video in? He hadn’t even noticed she was out. Donnie casts a glance behind him, as if doing so would make her appear at his doorway, laughing loudly as she beamed her signature smile and shattered his ears with her loud voice (that he would never admit he loved, never, never ever!)

His attention is brought back to the video as she says something. “What…?” He whispers, looking down and grabbing his mouse to rewind. “What did you say…?” He whispers, leaning in with his head heavy against his palm while his elbow’s leaning into the metal desktop.

A grunt echoes through the video’s wavering audio—a mental note to update their decibel limiters is made—before an obscenity slips her lips and she growls out a, “It was risky, but Donnie will know what to do!”

He gives a prideful grin at that, chuckling as he closes his eyes and replays that in his head. ‘ Donnie will know what to do ‘ is probably the smartest thing she’s ever said, he thinks, humming a bit too peacefully. He’s brought back to his senses as her scream crackles through the recording. He stares wide-eyed at the monitor as the view of a Kraang Commander “Bot” looks down at her. Donnie grabs the sides of the computer screen, clutching tightly as he yells, “Get out of there!”, ignoring that she wouldn’t be able to hear him at all. He watches helplessly as he hears her struggle and scream, yelling insults and cursing, shouting, “For the Revolution!!” before a loud thud and crack. The video’s display has streaks through it and discoloration, indicating damage done to the wristlet. The one /attached to her arm/. Tears well up in his eyes as he shouts, “NO!” as the bot’s foot slams down, disconnecting the transmission entirely. That must have been when the file was sent to him.

He glanced over at the monitor for life signatures, seeing Y/N’s listed as “Undetectable”. Donnie feels himself become weak and light-headed. Anything on his table promptly meets the floor in a fit of rage.

Why her, he mutters.

Why was she out, he yells.

The only thing that calms him is the silhouette that appears in his doorway. He turns, shouting, “Get out, now isn’t the time!” Only to hold his breath as Y/N stands breathless and tattered up, leaning into the doorway as if it were the only thing holding her up. Frankly, based on her state, it probably was. She grins tiredly, shaking a strange circuit board in her hands. “Wh-Why the long face, Don… Donnie? Ah, sorry, I’m… H-Hey, is that my transmitter’s—“ Her eyes roll back as she slumps forward.

Y/N WOULD'VE hit the floor, if not for the desperate hold the genius Donatello had on her. He had sprinted across the room and opened his arms to her desperately. Whatever trinket she brought in could wait, slipping from her weak fingertips to think against the floor.

Best believe as soon as she woke up, a huge scolding was in place! She gave him the scare of a lifetime.

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — 2012!Donnie x Y/N

(are you sensing who my favorite character is yet?)

I’ve had this idea for a while for 2012 donnie where y/n is his computer that got some mutagen on it

And then y/n crawls out of the fried computer, glitching all around the room before finally settling above donnie and being like “wooo !! It feels so nice to be able to be free now hey did you know you type really hard like REALY hard oh my gosh it was like a jackhammer on my back and omg your brother the orange one has the stickiest fingers ever just tap tap tapping and getting all my keys sticky oh but hey you always do your best to make sure I’m functional you’re so cool for that! Wanna know some cool funfacts? Searching Google Databases for Fun Facts, loading, ding! Hey, did you kn—“ and he’s just like “ I don’t know if I should be amazed at this literal super computer person or angry that someone more annoying than Mikey has appeared…”

Donnie’s just throwing a wrench across the room, apologizing when he hears Y/N squeak. Turns to see a part of their body glitching out from metal touching them. This tech hes working on won’t work, so they zap on over, floating above his head and leaning on top just for fun, then just goes “Searching Circuitry 62KBLG3.78K Guides on Google Database” and he’s like “What? Did you just identify—never mind that, what issue is there?” And they give a big happy grin, floating above the circuitry and holding a hand out, “One second!” They cheerfully exclaim, zapping out of the air instantly and making sparks come off the scraps he’s working on. Mans panics like holy hell what just happened where did they go when WHOOSH, the tech boots up and their body zzts out. Hands in the air gleefully, they’re like, “Finished! I did it, Donatello!” And he’s all giddy like whoa! You did?!? How did you??? And boom, friendship flourishes!

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Casey x Y/N

(Betcha didn’t expect that?)

Y/N and Casey are out on a mission, they’re in charge of being stealth scouts given that their slick stealth abilities—best of their line.

The scene takes a turn for the worst when they’re in an overgrown building, trying to get a better angle to the scene, to the place they’re contemplating a hit on. The two of them enter a slo-mo state as a kraang tendril juts out from the middle of no where and nics Y/N in the face.

They stumble back and the two share a split second of locked-eyes before quickly making a break for it—their position has been compromised, Casey shouts through his mic. He grabs Y/N’s hand and yanks them with him as he makes a sharp turn, knowing full and well that sharp turns are their weak point. They’re trying to get to a “safe” space, running through the dilapidated halls and crumbling floors. Ahead of them is the opening, a large, long-since shattered window. If they could just leap through that, then the tech around their wrists would give them the boost they needed to escape.

So they focus on that, running as fast as possible—occasionally stumbling or falling through the floor. One helps the other, leaving no one behind.

They’re almost at the edge when an ear-splitting screech stuns Y/N for one second too many. The alien appendage slices across their thigh, rubberbanding through the wound and back to the monster behind them in a fashion similar to a serrated knife.

Y/N screams out, Casey stalls. He pivots on his foot, rushing back to them and reaches out for their hand. He can carry them, he can take it. No one gets left behind, especially not them.

Y/N shakily but swiftly takes his hand, ready to quickly pick up slack so as to not jeopardize them.

But, right before they’re hoisted up onto their feet, their blood runs cold as the monster’s tendril shlunks into Casey’s shoulder, jerking his body back. Away from Y/N, leaving their hand cold, and soon their heart heavy as his feet stumble right off the window’s crumbling edge. The alien’s ligament yanks out of his body as the boy slips down. He’s gone, so fast, as if he wasn’t standing in front of them a second ago.

Y/N is filled with adrenaline immediately as they scream so loudly that their ears ring, the wavering sound in their eardrums could never match the pain in their chest as they stumble and rush to the edge, leaping off and narrowly dodging the next attack sent their way. Falling through the air, the grappling hook around their wrist lets out a series of beeps as it detects an uncharacteristic descent, instantly swinging out to attach to nearby rock and rubble stacked firmly. Y/N ungracefully slams into the wall, scrambling for footing with an injured leg before they began their aided swing down, searching everywhere for Casey. He’s no where to be seen, the further they go and still no sign of him!

Their feet plant firmly into the ground, hundreds of feet below the building’s drop, yet still no Casey. Tears are welling up as they throw caution to the wind and cry out his name.

“ Casey! “

No answer.

“ Casey, god—god damn it, please! Where.. “

No answer, they rub their eyes harshly of the spilling tears.

“ Where are you, CASE—“

A hand clamps against their mouth. A soft yet injure—familiar, too— voice whispers into their ear, and they can’t help but melt into the hold, back pressed against his chest.

“ Y/N, you know how dangerous.. dangerous that is, don’t shout in Kraang territory..”

“ Casey! “

They hugged him tight, excruciatingly so. Scares in the apocalypse were the worst.

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Mikey x Y/N

(apocalypse au)

Y/N sits under an old abandoned monument, around the same time as always, telling the sculpture about their day because they have no one else to listen and tell it to, being that they’re a humble nobody living outside of society in a little abode deep in a quiet forest.

One day, on a particularly heavy day, they’re telling the monument about what they saw when they went towards the city—it seemed as though there was an apocalypse of sorts beginning, so back home they ran, fearing that one day the apocalypse would encroach on their home.

When that happens, they worry what will become of their beloved friend, the unspeaking sculpture.

Sending it time to return home, they wipe their teary eyes, glance again at the stone smile of a long-forgotten hero, and leans into them for a hug.

As they do, suddenly there’s a rush of gravity. Arms wrap securely around their shooken frame as they pmf gently into the grassy beds below.

“ Whoa…”

Says the sculpture, glancing down to stare are their patron with a smile. Orange eyes flicker with a friendliness as he caresses their cheek.

“ Finally, I’m free to do this..”

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Someone x unhinged!villain!Y/N

Villain!Y/N, menacing and feral. Always avoids the cops—always. That includes the brothers. You don’t really terrorize New York that often, so tbh they forget that there’s a real top shooter within their zip code.

They’ve tried to fight you once before and basically got that you are your own form of chaotic lawful, kind of like a real Robin Hood one step away from immoral, unethical. So, deeming you a step behind Hero, they leave you to your own devices. After all, most antics of yours only bring harm to their enemies, never really innocents, so of course they wouldn’t make you a priority.

One day, one of the brothers is in a real conundrum—cornered, isolated, and taken off guard. The tides of the battle teeter both ways, not exactly lending anyone an upper hand, until this player strikes a good hit to the dude’s jaw.

Imagine their shared fear when something a few paces away catches their attention: a figure, silhouetted by the light behind them, wearing a maniacal expression with a substance dripping their hands.

“Come now,”

Crack of the neck, sickeningly so,

“That one’s mine. What high horse you on to be scruffin up what’s mine, baller?”

The fighter lasts only a second of surprise, twinged with fear, before you’re in their face with frighteningly fast speed, hand gripping their face in a way that seems like slow-mo to the downed brother. He watches the fighter get risen and then slammed into the ground. Silence plateaus until finally he speaks up,

“ … Thanks? “

“ Thanks? “

You respond confusedly, eyes glinting with an emotion softer than the wild-child energy it usually embodies.

That’s all for now :)) thank you for reading uwu

If there’s any of these that you’d like to see as a longer fic, just ask I guess.

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[niphredil-14]

ROTTMNT With a Witch! S/o

Just a quick reminder that requests are open!

Leonardo:

- we all know that Leo is a magic nerd, though he may have a slight preference for stage magic over the actual, less show-y magick.

-i feel like Leo would love to have a witch as a partner, and would probably get into some basic, low energy types of spells as a result. He would be your biggest fan, and would want to help with most of your spells.

-he will be devastated if you say no, but sometimes it's just easier without this tease-prone ball of energy inside of the circle, you know?

-will BEG for you to do spells for him!! even for the smallest issue, he would be kneeling at your feet giving them the biggest puppy eyes with a matching pout.

-i can see him getting into glamour magick as a primary form of magick for him.

-all the magick-themed pick up lines. anytime you do anything he just tells you how you've enchanted him and how he's completely under your spell, how he's convinced that he must have drank a love potion, etc.

Donatello:

-not a fan for a good long while. will go on about his "science is fa superior to your little dumdum magic!!" until you hit him with the "magick's success and cause and effect has stood the test of time, people would not use it if it did not work. and btw magick is just science that we don't yet have the technology to understand."

-after that he would be like "okay challenge accepted!" and would probably conduct a ton of experiments on the movement and manipulation of subtle energies, and how the placebo affect effects spellwork, etc.

-i feel like he wouldn't participate in any spellwork outside of his experiments, at least not until he got his ninpo, at which point he would do a ton of studying about the occult.

-he'll warm up to it eventually, but i don't think it would ever be something that he ever really found a passion in.

-i could see him combine some of his chemistry knowledge with your occult knowledge to help you with potions though!

-he might like tech magick, or adding spells/sigils in with his tech, but i don't think you'd ever find him doing any more than that unless you get him to.

Michaelangelo:

-IS ENTRANCED

-loves magick, loves mystics, loves you

-would take any and every oppurtunity to engage with/ help with your magick! He wants you to teach him everything you know, and I feel like he would learn a whole lot on his own, and the two of you would just bounce ideas off of each other.

-we all know that Mikey becomes a super powerful mystic, so with you by his side?? power couple!! (everyone is afraid of the two of you.)

Raphael:

-supportive but does not understand. like at all.

-will bring you every crystal he sees, every rock, every branch, every flower, and (if you're a vulture culture kinda witch) every bone.

-he likes to watch you do magick if you're comfortable with it, but wouldn't dare try to participate in the spell. he's just a big ol' fanboy.

-i feel like he would love protection magic, it's very important as someone with a job as dangerous as his. if you were to make him some kind of protection amulet, he would probably cry. He's the oldest, he's used to having to protect everyone else, he's not used to anyone trying to protect him. He would never take it off, and if it ever did it's job as much as it could, and finally broke, he would cry, please make him another.

-he would probably crochet some blank poppets for you, that could easily be customized.

April:

-SO FUCKIN INTO IT

-(please help her make fun and flashy assignments that won't backfire like Donnie's tech does!)

-I think she would love to help out in your spells as much as you'll let her, but knows better than to overstep. This is your thing, she understands that you're the boss when it comes to mystic stuff, and just enjoys being along for the ride.

-would pay you to do spells for her, she isn't a fuckin freeloader (like LEO), she knows that it's a craft, and that the hard work you do deserves to be compensated, and if you don't let her paay you for spells because you love her, then she'll just insist on paying for your next date, or buying you that trinket you've had your eye on for a while. you can't stop her.

Cassandra:

-she only cares if you can do spells to help her conquer the world (and if you can hex her enemies c:<)

-no but forreal i think she would love to have a witch lover, and would want to participate, she'd be the BEST at raising energy for spellwork and ritual!

-i think she'd actually make a super powerful practitioner once she learned how to direct her energy

-she would 100% collect bones, so if you're the type of witch to like that, then she may just give you a few from her collection.

-bitch would SLAY at baneful magick

Casey Jr.:

-an alt boy and his witchy partner, is there a better combo than that?

-seriously though, I feel like he would love to just sit around while you were doing magick, he likes to watch, and likes it even more if you teach him anything.

-i feel like he would really only ever use magick for others though. Like if he was struggling, the thought of doing a spell to help himself doesn't even cross his mind, but one of his friends or family members has even the slightest issues and he's jumping for his athame (he would def mainly use an athame, a pretty basic and minimalistic one though).

-another one who just brings you anything he can find that's even slightly related to your craft, and brags about how amazing you are to everyone, all the time.

-please teach him how to use tarot, he wants to commune with the spirits. he'll be responsible, he swears c:

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[dontlookatmytmntcollection]

First I Love You

Bayverse TMNT × Fem!Reader

This is self indulgent garbage I have made to keep myself distracted.

It varies from Drama to Fluff to Angst and Pre established relationship to a fucking year into being official to Y/N to she/her. No spicy tho. Good luck lol

-Raphael-

It wasn't panic.

It wasn't. He felt excitement. Raphael was bursting with energy. Stomach in knots, head pounding, chest pushing and pulling oxygen as if it was hard.

It wasn't panic. Leo concluded the huddle with a nod. "Let's do this!"

"Turtle power!" The group shouted. Turtle and human alike branched off in different directions.

Raph looked over at you.

"Raph, I-"

"C'mon people, let's go!" Vern called.

Raph didn't know what to do, heart racing and blood surging. Making him jittery. He half-heartly ran after his brothers.

He couldn't help but glance back.

You had taken a step back closer to Vern. You were watching them go, frightened. He understood.

He could die or get taken away- this might be the last he would ever see any of these people ever again. Last time he would ever see you.

"You don't have to do that." You had laughed, smiling as he lifted your couch.

"You're not gonna do it." He teased, watching your dog fetch it's toy happily.

"It's an upper east side candy shop." Raph explained one night. "I know you like sweets."

You gave him the biggest puppy eyes, smile ear-to-ear, holding the snacks to your chest. "You're my hero."

God, had he wanted to kiss you. He almost did one time. Almost spilled his guts when you blinked tiredly up at him. The scales of his arm were imprints along your face. Marks a movie lengths worth in the making. They wouldn't fade for several minutes. It was so cute.

Your hand grabbed his once. Tugging him to the edge of the water, in an effort to show him something. Probably. He couldn't remember. He hid his shyness under the banter. Soaking up the feeling of your hand in his.

Raph couldn't stop thinking about you, anymore. He knew you felt something too. He was more than happy about that.

But it wasn't meant to be. He knew better.

"We can't do this." Raph had whispered two days ago. Pulling his hand away from your fingers. Pulling away from what had almost been a kiss. "It's wrong."

Something numb fell over your expression. Blocking him out. It broke his heart as you pulled your lips tight. Looking down and nodding. "Okay."

Raph had faced impossible odds before. But this was bigger. Scarier. He knew there was a chance he could never make it. A good one if this plan doesn't go well.

No.

He needed to do this.

His feet started to do their own thing.

"Raph?" Donnie called. Confused.

You turned back around, suddenly swallowed up in Raphael's shadow. "Raph, w-"

"I love you."

Her eyes widened, staring up at Raph.

"I'm fucking crazy about you." He whispered, terrified. "I fell in love with you, and I'm sorry I-"

"Raph-"

"You're the best thing to ever happen to me, and I've been wishing I could be the guy you deserve, but I'm not, so...so I just want you to know -"

"I-I love you too." She whispered, rushing forward.

Raph blinked. Relief overwhelming him before he could register what had been said.

"I love you so fucking much." His best friends small hands were quickly on his cheeks; the sensation like lightning on his scales.

It...probably wasn't the best kiss, in hindsight. He had done nothing but stare wide-eyed in disbelief as it happened, was happening, and happened.

She pulled back, her hands petting his face. His hands holding her head too. Her eye contact made his limbs go numb when she whispered, "Just come back to me, okay?"

Just come back to me.

"Uh...Okay."

She choked out a laugh, letting go of his face and pushing at his chest. "Now go get 'em tiger." It made Raph choke and smile back.

"Raph!" Leo shouted.

Ignoring Vern's expression of horror. Raph nodded to himself. "Okay." He said again. "Okay." He sprinted after his brothers on legs he couldn't feel, new energy driving him forward.

-Michelangelo-

You weren't naive.

You knew he wouldn't be accepted by most of your family. You knew that a few individuals might even be dangerous to Mikey and his family.

But the key word was most.

The newest generations, relatives your age, were much more accepting of many things. Within reason.

With your boyfriends...predicament- it took some extra effort on your part to set up a meeting of some kind. A meeting in which both parties had nowhere to go but through the uncomfortable interaction. With no room for reactive actions. No access to immediate exits, phones, or weapons-

Good thing you were dating an actual angle.

Mikey could work a room so easily, it overwhelmed you. He had your siblings charmed within seconds; cracking wise while the first gawking and terrified reactions were water off his shell.

Now, your boyfriends social circle was that much bigger.

One thing led to another. Weeks went by, then months. It's how you two ended up here. You on your siblings couch curled up with a book. Chaos all around you.

"Aaand...boo!" Mikey leapt out from behind the doorway.

"AHHahah!" One of your neices squeeled and ran away, hands covering her face.

"C'mere, you." Mikey growled, his smile just as wide as he dramatically stomped after the four kids, his hands perfect T-rex claws. His shadow easily swallowing them as they hurried away.

"Mikey, you can't eat them!" Your nephew wasn't older than five, but he chased after the giant turtle man as they rounded the couch you were sitting on.

Mikey tackled your nephew to the ground expertly, the boy roaring in delight; getting tickled ferociously.

"Ahhh! Stopp!!" The boy was desperately trying to worm away from your boyfriend. "That hurts!"

Mikey let go, and the boy continued to giggle as he caught his breath, struggling to get up.

"Ya a'right?" Mikey smiled.

"AHHH!" One neice came out of nowhere, pouncing on Mikey's arm.

"Oh NOO!" Mikey cried as he fell expertly over, making the little girl laugh. Your nephew screamed in triumph, jumping on his shoulders.

The other two saw the action, and pounced.

"We gotchu!!"

"Oh no, oh no!!" Mikey whined, struggling carefully for their entertainment as the kids climbed on top of him. He went limp, a gross sound in his thoat.

The kids squeeled, tiny hands slapping him playfully. "We know you're not dead, Mikey!"

He didn't reply.

Your neice shook his shoulder. "My-ee?"

"RAH!" Mikey jolted awake, and they all screamed and scrambled away.

"Get back here!" He called.

The kids scrambled to another room, leaving you and your boyfriend facing each other where he was kneeling on the carpet.

"How are you doing?" Mikey asked, still smiling. He had glitter stickers all over him. And marker ink was all over his shoulder.

Your heart had swelled, closing your throat and misting your eyes. He looked good like this. Happy.

"I love you." You muttered.

Mikey jolted, his eyes blowing wide. "...W-what?"

"I love you." You repeated with a smile, voice breaking.

Mikey's jaw dropped, his hands lifting a little from his knees. "We're- I-I-I love you-"

"UNGUARDD!"

A pool noodle slapped Mikey's head from behind.

You laughed.

-Donatello-

"All done." You whispered.

"Thank you."

You didn't look at him, setting down the needle and blood-soaked fabric.

You and Donnie were sheltered in the lab. Curtain drawn. He sat maskless and blind in his chair. Hands clasped between his spread knees.

He'd been quiet. Avoiding your gaze.

You stared at what would be a new scar on his face. Down his cheek and neck. You mourned the marring of some turtle stripes under his jaw.

Blood was crusted between scales around your messy stitches; and you slowly got to work of gently dabbing it away. One hand on his other cheek to keep him still.

You couldn't handle it alone anymore. Hurt that had weld up in your chest suddenly surged. Your voice began working again.

"Why didn't you tell me?" You whispered.

He didn't answer. But you felt a muscle clench under your fingers.

You bit your lip. Tears welling up at last.

Your proposal that fateful night hadn't been unique. At all. But the offer of another date night was ignored by him completely.

Ghosted. You had gone to April. Worried that something might have happened.

April's number apparently didn't exist anymore. Her face gone from her regular network. Nothing was said about it. As if you had made everything up.

You didn't have any other numbers. You didn't know where to find anyone. You'd begun to accept he had let you go. All of them. Suddenly. But they were gone, none the less.

You were not needed; and Donatello hadn't wanted you.

Then tonight, two hours ago; you'd received a mystery caller. Three times. Leo. Imploring. Needing more hands, because Donnie was down and out for the count. You had never heard the leaders voice like this.

Karai was now dead.

Everyone is home safe.

You felt tears finally spill down your cheeks. You pulled away, sniffing as you scrubbed harshly at your cheeks.

Donnie reacted to the sound as if shot.

"Y/N it wasn't -"

"You didn't tell me." You hissed. "That's all I need to know."

"It's not like that!" Donnie said urgently. "I couldn't -"

"I needed one text. N-not even that, just... something. Anything." You hissed. "I don't even ask for an explanation! Just saying it's unsafe to talk would have been more than enough. Y-you and I even have a safeword-!"

"I couldn't do that!" Donnie said. "They had tracked Splinter and April through our communications. My firewalls should have prevented the Foot from - I didn't - I didn't know, and I couldn't endanger another person I love the same way."

A person I love.

You gasped, chest heaving with built-up sobs. Physical pain struck you at his words. Shock. Denial. Two weeks. Nothing -

"You don't love me!" You choked. Insistant.

Donnie blinked, mouth dropping slightly open as he stared at you wide-eyed.

He took in a shaky breath. "Yes, I do."

You sobbed, squeezing your eyes shut as you scrubbed some tears away. "No, you don't, c'mon." It was the weakest you've ever sounded.

Donnie's hands snagged your elbows. Pulling you to face him so his hands could rest on either side of your head.

"You were in danger." His voice shook. "You were in so much danger - and I'd rather you think I left or was gone than ever - ever, see you hurt. Especially because I was too fucking s-stupid to protect you or my family."

You were silent. Staring at him like he was the last thing left alive.

He bit his lip, wet eyes sparkling with the most conviction you'd ever seen. "I love you so much. You're the best thing to ever happen to me, and I promised myself I would keep you safe, no matter what. If...If I could redo all of this, I wouldn't change anything." His voice broke. "It'll be different from now on, but...the thought of you somewhere out there hating me is better than the thought of you...not being here at all."

You hiccuped, face wet with renewed tears as you pushed forward. Kissing him.

-Leonardo-

Leo hadn't liked you at first. At all, really. Comes with the territory, you thought. You didn't blame him.

The trust built slowly every month. Half a year went by before you could easily call him your friend, and you were good friends.

The problem was that you had started crushing on him. Hard.

One night, Leo had stopped you; rain pouring down as he - very awkwardly...asking you out.

You could tell that he had been terrified. It made your smile that much wider. Because you were terrified too. Over the moon. Finally.

You later found out the guy had actually the corniest, cutest list of dates he had been hoping to take you on. All written in a neat, dorky list in one of his notebooks. When you confronted him - he couldn't meet your eyes he had been so embarrassed.

Leo had been the one to ask if he could kiss you.

You had fallen in love. Not quickly. But you had admitted to yourself - looking up into those pretty blue eyes - that you were crazy in love.

And yet...

Leo still hadn't taken off his mask.

You asked once. "Am I ever going to see you without it?"

"Hell no." He huffed at you while he set your house plant back down.

"Scared I might find out you're a turtle?" You scoffed. "I have some crazy news."

"Nice try, but that kind of show-" Leo reached above you to grab a cup, then pointed it at your smug grin. "Isn't for free. VIP only."

"I'm not a VIP girlfriend?" You were outraged.

The curiosity was always there. But you didn't push. You knew it would happen eventually.

That moment came a week later. When you ran your nails across his scalp.

You quickly did it a second time after his tiny noise of happy surprise. A gentle scratch. Only slight pressure to the green skin.

"What're you doing back there?" Leo twisted, peering up at you from where he sat on the floor infront of you.

You kept at it. Smiling as you switched between scratching and petting his scalp, adding a second hand. "Just touching you. That okay?"

Leo's eyes fluttered before he turned back to the TV. His shell between your knees.

As time passed, Leo's head lowered. His neck weakening. He obviously wasn't watching anymore.

"You okay?" You giggled quietly.

"Mm."

"C'mere." You pat your lap. "Turn around."

Leo did. He paused, facing you. You stared back, smiling before pressing a hard loud kiss to the side of his snout. Pushing his head slightly with its force, making him smile and laugh.

God, you loved that laugh.

Your hands opened and closed dramatically over his form as he slumped his head into your lap, curling up close. You nearly giggled at how large his head was as he rested his cheek on a thigh.

There was one problem....

"Hey," you whispered. "May I move the mask?"

Leo froze.

"I can work with it." You quickly said, cringing. "You're okay."

"No," Leo said. "No, it's okay. Hang on."

Your heart leapt into your throat in surprise. But you bit your lip. You didn't want to scare him as he sat up and used one hand to loosen the knot.

Leo pulled it off swiftly. Never looking at you.

You stared.

You had convinced yourself it wouldn't be a huge deal seeing his face. It was a small mask. How much could it really hide?

Apparently, a lot. You felt your brain adjust to the ridiculous fact that it had been unprepared to have so much green to look at.

Leo moved to lean back down. You stopped him. That's when he looked at you.

Leo's eyes hadn't changed a bit. You realized that they looked even more gorgeous like this.

You're heart squeezed.

You'd been dying to tell him. Now more than ever.

"Hi." You whispered, smiling and petting his cheeks.

"C'mon," Leo winced. "It's not..."

"Tell me it at least feels better off..." the backs of your fingers pet down his cheeks before you pushed your nails along each side of his head. Across his temples and then along his scalp again. "It sure looks better off."

His eyes rolled closed. He pushed further into the contact, a pretty groan slipping out.

He stayed there. Leaned a little bit forward as he sat on the floor. His head being pet and scratched from where you sat in front of him on the couch. You pressed a few kisses across brow and nose when you felt his weight going lax once more.

Then holding his jaw, you pressed your lips firmly against his forehead.

Leo signed.

This was it. Time to tell him. You took a deep breath.

"I love you." Leo whispered.

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[theturtlelovers]

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙴𝚡𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎

Pairing: Mikey/GN!Reader Rating: Everyone Contents: Mikey is the first to get a partner, Donnie's a bit weird, but we still love him, Splinter loves soap operas Warnings: None, really? Wordcount: 1,386

Notes: Guess who's back! Back again! ♪(┌・。・)┌ Finally, after one too many years!

Mikey's heart soared when he entered a relationship with his significant other. Overflowing with excitement and joy, he celebrated the transition from friends to partners, ending a period of mutual uncertainty. Even his older brothers and sensei, who had been quietly rooting for the two of you to get together for almost a year, let out sighs of relief. What he once feared was unrequited affection had blossomed into a loving relationship. As they embarked on the honeymoon phase, Mikey believed this blissful period would never end. He felt incredibly fortunate to have his best friend as his partner in crime.

Mikey had always been your friend, adhering to the principle of friendship first before exploring any romantic possibilities. Yet, things were different now—more intimate and personal. With mischievous chuckles (huehuehue), he could do things he couldn't before without raising eyebrows. Mikey could hug you just because, plant kisses on your head, and shower you with compliments, all while grinning from ear to ear as he watched you blush, trying to return the favor. It felt like, in those moments, he fell in love with you all over again simply because he could finally give you the affection you deserved.

At first, Mikey was too absorbed in your newfound relationship to notice, but his brothers were watching him. And weirdly so.

Whenever you came over for movie marathons, Donnie would emerge from his lab intermittently. Coincidentally, he always seemed to be peeking around the corner during your debates or when you and Mikey were theorizing about a new movie's plot. Initially, Mikey wanted to say something because it felt like Donnie was intruding on his time with you. However, he was more relieved that the usually work-obsessed Donnie was taking a break from his screens, even if it meant eavesdropping on your conversations. At least they weren't personal ones.

Raph, on the other hand, was thankfully more discreet. He didn't pop up out of nowhere like some sort of gopher to intrude on Mikey's private moments with you. Instead, Raph observed from a distance when you two were in more public settings. He tried to be subtle, stealing glances at how Mikey leaned in close to hear you at the dinner table, the way he smirked in a failed attempt to hide his giggles at an inside joke, or how he gently nudged you aside with a soft "pardon me, angel-cakes," holding your hip as he reached for something and then carefully moving you back. At times, a fleeting flash of envy would appear in Raph's eyes as he watched, but it would quickly vanish, replaced by an unreadable expression.

Leo was a different story altogether. He was certainly more direct than his other two brothers. He would openly ask Mikey questions, sometimes subtly weaving them into their conversations. Other times, he would just blurt them out, regardless of how out of pocket they might seem. It took Mikey quite a while to catch on to Leo's unusual questioning.

Eventually, Mikey sought out Splinter, thoroughly weirded out by his older brothers' antics—if he could even call them that. "Hey, Sensei?" The aging rat turned his gaze from watching his soap opera. "What’s the matter, my son?"

Mikey’s lips pressed into a thin line. "Have you by chance noticed the way the others have been acting?"

"Ah, you must be referring to the way they have been observing you." Splinter caressed his beard, which had recently been braided, courtesy of you spending time with him earlier that day. Mikey smiled fondly seeing it as he sat down on the couch next to him.

"So I haven’t been making it up then!"

"Indeed. It makes sense why they would want to watch you, though."

Huh? "What- why? But I’m not doing anything crazy that’s out of my usual."

Splinter’s dark eyes gazed at his youngest, who was so intuitive yet naive. "Perhaps you are not. However, you are the first amongst your brothers to be experiencing a romantic relationship."

That made Mikey pause. He understood the implication, yet at the same time, he couldn't quite grasp why it mattered. So he just went, "Huh, I guess that makes sense," and did a slow nod. Why did he go to his dad again? He should have known that Splinter's wise words often left him more confused than before.

Mikey eventually grasped the meaning behind his father's words during one of your weekend movie nights at your place. With no work in the morning, you both were engrossed in a marathon of the John Wick series. For once, Mikey's attention was more on the movie than on you, and it was as if a gentle tap on his brain brought him to a realization.

He was setting the example for his brothers. Although it took him a while to come to this conclusion, he was relieved that it didn't require any dramatic arguments or life-threatening situations. It was just John Wick fighting for the memory of his late wife that sparked the insight. Oh. OH!

The staring and the questions all made sense now. None of his older brothers had lovers of their own, and there wasn’t a reference for mutants in romantic relationships, so they were looking to him as some form of guidance. And Splinter, bless his soul, while a great father and the closest male role model a rat can be, had no personal experience in romance either, not unless you count his addiction to soap operas. It was nerve-wracking because that also meant he couldn’t turn to them for help. As the youngest turtle in his close-knit family, Mikey was used to having his older brothers handle the tough stuff for him. This arrangement never troubled him; it allowed him more freedom to pursue his interests. However, with a newfound understanding of the sacrifices his brothers made on his behalf, Mikey felt a mix of offense and gratitude. Initially, he questioned if their actions stemmed from a belief in his incompetence. Upon further reflection, though, he realized their motives were pure—they simply wanted to keep him safe and shield him from the stress that came from such burdens.

Previously, Mikey's focus was more lighthearted, free from the heavier burdens his brothers carried—Leo tasked with ensuring everyone's safety, Donnie charged with maintaining their tech and home in peak condition, and Raph driven to fortify their resilience against any challenge. Yet, Mikey found himself considering not just his own well-being but yours as well.

His brothers weren't the ones committed to you; he was. Mikey was your turtle, your other half. It was his responsibility to fight for you, care for you, and love you until it felt like his heart would bleed for you. Later that night, as he held you close to his plastron and basked in your scent, he made vows that only he could hear.

As time passed, Mikey became more open, allowing his brothers to see how he navigated his relationship or talking about you whenever you were brought up. Not that Mikey minded—he loved any opportunity to talk about you.

“Yeah, we’ve been going stargazing together.” “But you don’t care about stars, Mikey?”

“True, but I do now because (Y/n) likes them.”

He showed that it’s okay to be vulnerable. It's alright not to always have everything under control because it's the two of you against any problem. He showed it's fine to engage in activities like painting nails or sharing quirky moments together. Supporting them through everyday tasks like doing laundry, preparing dinner, or simply listening to them vent about the latest work gossip is valuable. And it's okay to let them know you love them and that he's just a call away if they ever need help.

His brothers seemed to appreciate that—and you, since you received equal effort from him—because one by one they each eventually found someone to call their own. And gradually, each one found someone special in their lives. Surprisingly, they all turned to him for advice, one after the other. It was an unfamiliar role for Mikey, being the giver rather than the receiver of guidance. He wondered, was this how Splinter and Leo felt most of the time?

Huh… being the leading example sure was satisfying.

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[channelinglament]

If you tried escaping? Yandere ROTTMNT

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Well, a Yandere Leo would definitely go/portal after their darling, and he definitely would not let their darling go after capturing them. Good luck being chained to his bed/ having a shock collar from Donnie. You lost his trust now, that was your only chance ig?

For a Yandere Mikey, he would go after his darling as soon as he found out they escaped. Not a second wasted. He would use his kusari fundo to chain you, and now you two can play a game called "Can you escape the chains that make you bleed?". You can try to squirm out or just let it be. After some time he'll get bored and loose them a bit. But you will still be chained, by either his kusari fundo or other chain. To his wall probably. Say Bye-bye to your personal space. You are always watched now. Yes even in bathroom.

Yandere Donnie would find his darling even before you managed to leave the lair, you have a few minutes of "freedom" and time to "run away" until he captures you. And he definitely would not let you leave again. Just like with Mikey, say bye bye to being alone. Oh and shock collar looks so pretty on your neck, y'know?

As for Yandere Raph, well -

He would definitely have an ear piercing, bone breaking rage attack (RAPH ALONEEE, sorry-)

But yeah, he would stand still for a few seconds, destroy a few things, "calm down" and go after you. You better hide, running won't help u. Hiding too, but you will be "free" for longer at least. Fuzzy chains, shock collar and all y'know? Also will invade your private space.

Basically you're never alone ever again.

Oh and if they ALL were yanderes? Well- you read what happens, you're punished and feel eyes on you all the time. See them. Always have someone who hugs you (Mikey and Raph, Leo?) and you can't do anything on your own again for a long time. Wanna eat? You're fed. Toilet/Bath, well, Donnie either created a bot to do that or well... No comment. Also no privacy.

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[youandmedead]

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Warnings: ⚠️SPOILERS⚠️, swearing

Notes: Dude Mutant Mayhem was so fucking good, so in order to honour the release of it here is some dumb thoughts I've been thinking of ever since I saw it. A second part may potentially be out soon but looking from a more angst perspective

⛥ Leo is 100% a fanfic reader and most likely writes stories about him and April. I think that it's all started because he found Donnie reading some about his favourite anime characters and got curious and asked him about it, to which Donnie went on for ages about fanfiction in general, to different tropes, clichés etc!

⛥Donnie and Mikey definitely seem like the type of kids who ended up on the wrong side of the internet as very young kids and found the most goriest shit ever

⛥When Raph was a little kid he found a plushie when him and his brothers were exploring the sewer. He deemed it cute but because his brothers were all teasing him over it he left it and then went out on his own to find it and brought it back to the lair. He tried to hide it and then cuddle it when he was feeling sad but one day Splinter found it and brought it up to him in front of the others, making him embarrassed. However, to this day it is still hidden somewhere underneath the covers.

⛥The guys secretly watched some super gory horrors one time after splinter said not to and they all freaked themselves out over it but they tried to hide it from splinter. When Splinter eventually did find out, he did things to specifically scare each turtle in order to teach them a lesson (which he heavily enjoyed doing). They'd always discuss the scenarios the final girl was put through and what they would do in that situation at night and then the whole thing about "freaky" stuff happening to them would be brought up...it took them a very long time to realise that it was just Splinter fucking with them.

⛥They all watched vines and quote them from day to day

⛥Leo loves to collect plant and flowers but when he brings them down to the lair they die within a week and he has definitely cried over at least half of them.

⛥Mikey is definitely the type of person to eat the world's nastiest food combos and enjoy it

⛥Mikey and Raph have constant bets over who can do the dumbest shit

⛥Leo always felt quite isolated from the group at times and it always made him feel self conscious and more different from the others.

⛥I think that Mikey constantly worries about his brothers and Splinter - especially Leo.

⛥Mikey, Donnie and Raph are the type of kid to lick the backs of magic stars and then stick two together in order to eat them

⛥ Leo is terrible with directions

⛥ Donnie and Mikey believe in the 'if you don't repost this video in (however long) you will die/get bad luck

⛥ They are all heavily invested in the yellow car game and Leo is always the one to get punched the most (Mikey and Raph are very competitive)

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