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pacoholin · 2 days
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*Y/n and Léo chilling on their phone in the sewers*
Y/n: "I think I'm in love with Donnie"
Leo *slowly stop looking at his phone and look her* ".... Come again?*
Y/n: "I think I'm in love with Donnie"
Leo : *his silence is loud*
Y/: "...Any thought?
Leo: "and prayers..... your gonna need them...."
Y/n:...
Leo: "it's time to seek God woman! Your sanity holds in the balance!!"
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fizzywashere87 · 2 days
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Not So Bitchless Anymore Then
|Touchstarved? Donnie x Reader Pt. 2|
notes: this is the part two of @did-i-mention-the-shirt's fic so you should go read that first!!
Pt. 1 | M.List
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(Name)'s heart might've stopped beating as he wet his lips and nodded.
The instant regret that had washed over them as they had asked the question faded into relief yet- their heart was beating in their throat as he leans closer, closer. (Name) slowly closes their eyes, everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. They were sure he could see the pink dusting their cheeks.
(Name) could feel Donnie's warm breath fanning over their face, it was getting warmer and warmer as he closed the distance little by little.
Sensing his shyness and slight hesitance, (Name) pulled him closer, close enough to touch their lips to his as they leaned up to reach. Everything from then on was natural instinct, and damn it felt like the stars came down to surround them and hold them both tightly.
Their lips moved in sync, inexperienced, sure, but neither of the two would say they regretted it. His lips moved to encase theirs instead of how it started, his hands trailing to their hips and their hands trailed to his shoulders.
It felt like forever passed by over once, once moreover. Until, they pulled away gasping for air. The pair, faces red, kiss-dazed, and in love, stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds, processing what had just happened.
Of course, once they both snapped out of it, (Name) found Donnie with a smug smirk across his features, "Not so bitchless anymore then, hm?" He crossed his arms over his chest.
"You calling me a bitch, Donatello?" (Name) raised a brow in mock anger, though letting a smile break through when they seen his facial expression morph into slight fear.
"No- That's-" (Name) cut him off with another peck to his lips.
The way they looked at him was almost unrecognizable, it was like their features had softened, welcomed him inside. He wanted to see more of it already. More of it, he knew he would see.
"Donnie," (Name) chirped up again once more.
"Yes?" He responded, having a good feeling about this one.
"Are we like- dating now?" (Name) asked in a softer, quieter tone.
Donatello licked his lips once more, and nodded confidently this time, "I would enjoy that, yes."
For the first time in a excruciating long time, (Name) flashed him a smile. A smile that wasn't smug, teasing, mocking, or because they had been laughing. It was a sincere smile. A beautiful one at that. He couldn't wait to see more of that. (Name) wasn't so mean when it comes to love it seems.
Donatello wasn't so bitchless anymore after all.
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FUCK IT! HAVE HIM!
*runs away from Donnie*
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rallentando1011 · 22 hours
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Somnambulant Soulmates (rise Donnie x gn reader)
Chapter Warning : threats, self-neglect
Prologue, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7
Word Count: 1859
The saccharine savor of saturated soda.
A coppery taste laid pungent on your tongue.
A birthday party.
Concrete but harshly into your skin, the pavement cold, harsh.
Flashes of movie nights and spontaneous excursions and too many late nights spent in a lab and unmistakable looks of betrayal.
Your head was plagued by a dull, throbbing pain, extremities felt all-but-atrophied, throat scratchy with dehydration-
You coughed.
If the resulting thick cloud of dust and dirt beside your head didn’t clue you in, the unsavory feel of the - floor? - ground certainly revealed that you weren’t at home, in the lair, anywhere familiar, for that matter.
It took genuine effort to open your eyes. But despite the difficulty of it-
Wait, where were you?
You blinked rapidly; your vision and mind became increasingly more lucid as you processed - this genuinely wasn’t home or the lair or any place you’d seen in your entire life.
Panic was the worst thing you could do. It was also the easiest.
Worry settled in the pit of your stomach, but instead of allowing whatever sparse contents of your intestines to spill over the silt-like ground, you swallowed, pushed yourself up on aching limbs, surveyed the dim room you inhabited.
The walls consisted of thick concrete blocks, dusty, drab, barren. A small divet in the wall revealed an exposed bathroom of sorts, though its contents were rudimentary at best: a toilet with the complexity and basic mechanics of a chamber pot, a rusty faucet and a drain. There was almost no light, save for the only miniscule source of light a barred cell window on the door.
Door.
Before you could process it, you were upon the door, pushing and pulling in the off chance it was unlocked and you could go scot-free.
It wasn’t.
Okay, time to try something else.
Looking around the room for anything useful sounded promising. It was at least something to do.
You trailed the perimeter like a hyper animal, searching for vulnerabilities or secret levers or buttons or anything that could be of use. The best you could find were sharp pebbles and stones which, okay, in a pinch those might be able to injure or distract someone. Not the best resource but, either to feel more secure or out of genuine regard for the rocks, you slipped them in your pocket.
Some sort of mental warning bell began to ring, a meager voice in the back of your signaling some sort of change or imminent threat.
You swung back around to face the door, your ears perked up, your arms prickled with goose-flesh.
A rhythmic clack sounded from outside the door, the sound vaguely reminiscent of how superintendents in a school stalked down the hallway to penalize a student, the footsteps intent, menacing.
The noise came to a halt in front of your door with an ominous click.
You looked out of the door’s window. The view was no longer just a bare hallway. Someone was there. No one other than the one responsible for your impromptu incarceration.
The spider.
Well, at the moment she didn’t quite look like the spider, down about four feet and a few inches and six legs.
In human form she was less physically daunting, but her predatory persona, wicked grin, not to mention her notorious track record, all classified her as a force to be reckoned with.
“Hello,” was all she said, smug and all too bubbly.
You scowled. Even with all of your ailments, you found quite enough energy to be upset.
“Why are you even here? To gloat?”
Her lack of response and never-changing predatory grin were enough of an answer to you.
You scoffed before she finally said something of substance.
“Big Mama always gets what she wants. That’s not what your confuzzled little mind should be concerning itself with.”
“Really? What pressing matter should have my attention then?”
“Oh, how jocular,” the woman snickered condescendingly. “Perhaps your own well being, hm? Or maybe the turtle’s?”
You clenched your jaw.
Big Mama seemed delighted.
“There exist strict lines between business and personal matters, and you seem to have tangled yourself up in that wobbly web. Frankly, I find scenarios such as yours to be positively scrumptious, and I can scarcely wait for it to unfold.
“After all the flim-flam and busywork and contracts are signed, it’ll be high time to rid myself of all the dispensable details, superfluous items such as yourself.”
“What?” you retracted, shrinking away from the door as if that could save you from whatever the arachnid was talking about.
Big Mama’s amusement as she turned away made it abundantly clear it wouldn’t.
“You broke your end of the deal; it’s null and void. It’s precisely what you’re soon to be: terminated.”
And with that, she walked away, the clicks and clacks of her steps doing nothing to help stop the sinking feeling of impending doom filling the cell.
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A few hours had passed. And then a day. Two, maybe. It was easy to lose track of time in the lab, with the fluorescent lighting and the droning whir of machines and soul crushing sadness still thick in the air and whatnot. 
Donnie hadn’t drank. Hadn’t slept. Hadn’t eaten, save for a poptart Mikey’d brought him. Actually, the poptart may have been illusory…
But never mind that, he had more pressing matters to think about and/or actively try to ignore: his emotions.
Yeah. It was unbearable.
Betrayed wasn’t quite the word for what he was feeling, even though he certainly had been; you had to trust someone to be betrayed by them, and he wasn’t quite up to admitting(strike through) saying that yet.
Devastated might suffice. Destitute could also work. Deprived, depraved, despairing…
Okay, at that point his thoughts were merely for alliteration’s sake, not to mention rather pathetic, but that was beside the point. 
But in all honesty, it hurt. Some weird ping of pain in his chest, a dull, persistent ache that hadn’t fled since you left.
Closing himself in the lab proved unsuccessful in dealing with his emotions. Scrolling mindlessly on his phone failed to redress the issue as well. He couldn’t even muster up the energy to work on anything, especially with how 
With his typical means of squandering emotions proven futile, he was forced to try to come to terms with them.
Ugh, emotions. Needlessly complex and complicatedly useless.
By then, he almost felt numb trying to understand how to feel. It’s just- spending immense amounts of time with somebody was, to put it briefly, extremely validating. Most people sought his company out of convenience or necessity, asking for something to be made or fixed or a crime to be thwarted or just dealing with him because he was part of a “package deal” with his siblings. It was exhausting.
Then you came along and seemed to genuinely want to hang out with him and let him explain his works and it felt good. It felt really good.
Just your presence, just that alone, assured him that some people, or at least one specific person, enjoyed him as he was, liked his company as-is.
Then you admitted it was all under false pretenses.
There it was: the classic feeling of triumph followed by a rug pull of his expectations.
It was devastating.
Welp, that was enough emotional struggle for the day. Helplessly, Donnie plopped his head back into his desk, not even moving to check if anything fell due to the rattle of the table his action caused, and closed his eyes in a restless break.
Suddenly, the whooshing sound of the door coming open startled him back to reality, slowly lifting his head from the cool metal.
Bouncy footsteps moved toward him and a familiar someone plopped in the chair beside him.
“Hey D, have you seen-”
“No, I have not,” Donnie answered April flatly, already knowing the subject - you. “I texted that earlier.”
April shook her phone for emphasis as she kicked her shoes up on the desk. “You didn’t reply. And you didn’t answer when I called.”
“Well. I’d intended to.”
“What’s going on, D?”
He crossed his arms, hugging his oversized hoodie closer to himself. “Nothing is ‘going on.’ Everything’s happy-go-lucky, sunshine and rainbows.”
They stared at each other blankly for a moment until April let out a ‘yeesh.’
“Someone’s in a mood. Did y’all get in a fight or something?”
“Like I said, everything’s fine. Must’ve just left for somewhere else inconspicuously after coming here.”
April deadpanned. “So it makes sense for someone just infatuated with you and who had lunch reservations with me today to drop off the face of the earth?”
“It’s not infatuation! Whatever we have- had, was nothing. I meant nothing.”
A gentle hand rested on his forearm. He shuddered. It retreated.
“So… you guys had a fight?”
“To some degree, yeah. And before you say it, it was not my fault.”
April looked unimpressed. Unconvinced. 
So Donnie said the only thing that could prove it: everything you had confessed the last time he saw you.
April listened quietly, pensively, solemnly. Eventually, she spoke up politely.
“Desperate times call for desperate measures. None of that was right, legally or morally or in any way, and I’m not saying we have to forgive right now,” she took in a cautious breath, “but something bad could’ve happened, and we should look into that.”
Donnie furrowed his brow. “Pardon?”
“Do you think Big Mama, organized crime boss Big Mama, is above kidnapping or blackmail?”
Huh. He hadn’t thought of that.
April continued. “Look, regardless of mistakes made and secrets kept, we shouldn’t abandon our,” Donnie shot her a testy look, “at least my, friend. We can talk about the whole feelings and deceit mumbo jumbo once we make sure everyone’s safe. And if everything’s fine, you can at least get some closure?”
Donnie pouted for one, two, three seconds before sighing.
“Fine. Why don’t you go fetch the ruffians so they can get caught up on the sitch?”
“Sure thing.”
The moment April left the room to get his brothers, he whipped out his phone and pulled up one of his self-made applications.
Now, some may consider tracking locations without people knowing as immoral or illegal or whatever, but it proved more useful than not, right?
Unfortunately - fortunately? - he had your location and-
Oh.
That was odd.
According to his, highly accurate and precise, records, your location was the Nexus - he rolled his eyes until he saw when it was last updated.
Nearly a full 24 hours ago.
Donnie sucked in a breath through gritted teeth; that was not good.
He wouldn’t admit it aloud, but April might’ve been right.
Something terrible happening was becoming more and more likely.
Quickly, the cogs and gears in his mind began to turn, devising a plan of action, just in case that anxious thought proved to be correct.
At least it would give him something to do. You were probably fine, anyway, even if he felt prickles of nerve-wracking dread down his spine, and it didn’t hurt to check.
Not that he cared anymore anyway. Definitely not.
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0mysticmidnight0 · 3 hours
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Hey so how do you think rise Leo would deal with having a s/o who is usually low energy to hyping him up. He’s trying to be cool and he’s looking for enthusiasm and they’re just like “…Yay…” quietly cuz they can’t force it but when he does something actually amazing and is not looking for enthusiasm, even though he does want it, s/o actually starts screaming cheers and is the loudest in the crowd?
Haha.. i'm STILL alive and kicking! Anyways... enjoy! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------
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-Leo has been waiting, training his whole life for this.. for you! You were gonna watch him. His most impressive move! He's never nailed this once.. But with you there, he knows he can do it.. -Leo exhales for extreme focus and leans on his skateboard, performing the trick perfectly! for the first time! "OH MY GOSH, OH MY GOSH, DID YOU SEE THAT-? AhEm, i mean.. did you see that?" -You just raise your fist in the air. " Woo...! go leo..!"
-He pouts but gives you a kiss anyways. "I know, i know.." -He sighs. "do i get a kiss atleast?" -you gave him a kiss and he hugs you with pure joy. That following week during his turn to patrol cause Donnie was busy with his new project, Mikey had a new piece he was working on and Raph was training with Pops. -He sees you down the street and was about to say hi until the foot beat him to it. After his epic fight of 2 vs 1 which he took those two down no problem, he looks at you worried. "Are you okay-? did they hurt you-" -You cut him off by kissing him and wrapping your hands around him.. "That was so cool!!" "I-I was? Of course i was. Fear not damsel for your knight in shining armor is here!" -You laugh as he says this a weird deep voice, trying to sound like a knight from the medieval times. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------
Bonus: a few moments later Leo: WHAT THE FU- hope you enjoyed. -MysticMidnight
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They spend 100% of their time together
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itsyagurlchip · 1 day
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ask: @snipersiniora If so can i please request for a rottmnt family platonic one-shot of little sister reader and her family? Reader is as the same age as Mikey.
Where reader admits she's been secretly dating a yokai or mutant boy for months and she not only admit to it but asks if he can meet her family to see if he's good or not.
If you want to know the boyfriend is a keeper (good guy) but how reader's family react and do in the meeting is up to you.
٠ ˚ ※ ๋࣭ ᯓ⚝ ⋆ .˚✰Snitch Tendencies ٠ ˚ ※ ๋࣭ ᯓ⚝ ⋆ .˚✰
✰⋆⁺warnings: goofy shi(!) cussing (idk i didn't look/count) (!) too many references (!) boyfriend is very much like mondo gecko(!)
✰⋆⁺lmao you didn't see that- no one did (💀💀😭🤚🏾) whatever you think you saw, you were hallucinating. yes....um, welp, enjoy! It's a mix of a one shot and head cannons, sorta like Picky Icky but, yk, with a different plot.
imma just leave this here- cuz i feel bad about not being able finish this correctly without it sounding like a brain fart. but the new one is currently in construction!
✰⋆⁺"How did they know? Could've sworn that I was subtle. But there was the snitch, should've known he was trouble" Me and you both SpongeBob. nah, nobody but you. You were always bad at lying afterall
You were slowly crawling into lair- perfectly unsuspecting, the quietest of ninja foot steps, no one would ever-
aaaand, the lights just came on.
dear cookie crumbles.
"and WHAT were YOU doing on the topside AFTER CURFEW YOUNG LADY????" There sat a tall ass foot turtle, which is my brother mind you, is tapping his foot sassily against the ground. He also wore a scowl, damned sharpie, with an eye twitch (which would have been funny, had I not been in this situation).
"EEK! a-i- ummm- welp, uhhh- hi DeeDee!" I cringed after flinching so aggressively, smiling in a forced manner. No wonder it all seemed so perfect, damn it Donnie.
"NUH UH!! you dont get to 'DEeDeE' me! What in PizzaSupreme™ were you doing out so late!???"
"i-"
"You've been missing Mikey's meditation practices for strudle's sake!! Do you wanna know what it's like when he pops into Dr Delicate mode???" Donnie was pacing in rectangles, his two fingers massaging the skin that surrounds his brain.
damn his head is big.
"And you guys are best friends!" I involuntarily flinched mentally and physically. "Imagine how he would feel when he finds out that you've been- WAIT! what have you even been sneaking out for?"
annnnnnnddd there's the question
aw pork dumplings. I sighed deeply before opening my mouth, before closing it. Pursing my lips, i did it again as sound began to stutter out of my mouth.
"Well- ummm" I actually didn't know what to say, which is a bit unnerving, because I always have 'somethin to say' per Splinter. "errrm- e-e-i- d-" I tried- but the dude wouldn't even let me speak!
"You're not sans, and quit opening and closing your mouth, it's making your survival rate lower by the second." Donnie impuded. His eyes narrowed lower at my silence.
Well, what the heck?
"I have a boyfriend....and he's yokai" Donnie quit his pacing, and turned fully towards me like a mobile roblox player in 1st pov. I simply rocked back and forth as i waited for his brain to catch up with what is happening.
Donnie couldn't even believe what his ear holes were registering.
You mean to tell him, his little poor, innocent, younger sister was out MINGLING in this universe's equivalent to the underground!
Was he even good enough? i better not be a bum, or worse, a chad.
What even was he?
Oh chewy macaroons, he hoped that you aren't dating a witch-
non of that magic nonsense! (he's still salty about being incorrect and less-than professional at witch town.)
Do you use the chart that he made for you?
Because if that- eugh -boy is going to, court, you, he has to be the one.
and ooohhh if he breaks your heart...
lets just say that the hidden city's ip addresses will have a simple look through.
"huh..." Donnie blinked. His face went through a plethora of emotions. and then he made a face- oh god-
"WAI-" I tried. But it was no use- Donnie pulled a notebook and pen out and started scribbling some more words only he could decipher.
"How tall is he? What's his species? What would you say his eye shape is? How big is-"
"Hey Donnie?"
"And then he could be a delinquent- Are you even into thugs? You didn't even tell me you were into yokai- better yet anyone!"
"DONNIE!!" I yelled. "How about he comes over and you cant meet him for yourself?" I offered. Despite whoever's efforts, i could still hear their footsteps. I was always considered the most in tune with my 5 senses, right next to Donnie.
('So why do I struggle with my mystics?' i questioned myself, but that's for later.)
"Who's Donnie gonna analyze now?" Leo walked in, grumbling with a grimace. Donnie flinched dramatically. I looked at the clock just to see it was 2:56 in the morning. Which meant i had been out for at least 6 hours. I winced again.
"Why don't you tell him? HUH? Oh DEAR little sister???!?!?" Okay now bro was getting on my damn nerves. I know he couldn't help it, but that doesn't mean he has to chuck me under that big yellow box full of sweaty children. (a bus)
Obviously that woke him up, even more than his insomnia has ever, with a lean against the wall.
"Is this about where they've been going? You do know you've missed at least 5 meditation sessions Mikey-" I held my hand up, stopping him from explaining further.
"Yea- i know, i feel bad about that as well." I started, "I've been going out to meet this boy..and we've been meeting up and dating for the past few weeks. He's a gecko mutant- He super nice and funny, he has this-"
"alright! alright! We dont need all of that gushy shit- plus, i suspected that anyway." Leo cut in. And honestly, Im not surprised.
"Yea.. figured as much" I sighed.
"YOU KNEW???"Donnie harshly whispered. Oh right, we're supposed to be quiet.
"No, i guessed. I mean, what else screams "im in love" better than a dopey smile, and kicks while screaming into a pillow- btw lil sis, you're super loud, keep the simpery down to a 3 mkay?" Leo said, just to end it with a wrist flip and a sassy finger pointing my way.
I rolled my eyes, but my faced betrayed my emotions with a bright blush.
"Whatever- we'll talk about it when everyone else is up." I backtraked. "I'll text him to come over Friday since its Tuesday. And ill tell April to come over too."
"So that's it!?" Donnie exclaimed, "No 'Look at you and ur silly crush' or 'sTinKY LiL sIs iS iN LoVe'?????" His hands were wildly waving around. "The fuck?"
"Im just better than you, besides, you were super duper sappy when you had your first date." I jested.
"Not really- well yes, but its also the fact that its now almost 4 at the ass crack of dawn and i couldn't care less right now."
"Oh- valid/That makes sense" You both said at the same time.
"Lets got to brd before Raph and Mikey wake up." Leo sat up from the wall, turning away. "Both of them being cranky isn't something I'd like to experience at the moment -" He finished, before walking towards his room.
"WELP! night night Dee! i hope you get toilet splashback <3"
"Okay then"
and you both went to your rooms. there. Despite already being awake for the whole night, you could only sleep for 3 hours before you had to get up again...great.
Speaking of, it was that morni
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had to redo this bc the first one was absolutely brain fart
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ju1cyfru1t · 4 months
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rise! donnie x reader
rottmnt x reader
Shelldon snitches on Donnie for yelling at him 😢
fluff? Idrk, gn reader, romantic (established relationship)
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“DONATELLO HAMATO.”
“Oh sweet Galileo, help me..” Donnie muttered to himself before pushing his goggles up and turning to face you as you came in and stood in the doorway, “Yes, my dearest Y/N?” He smiled nervously.
“Did you yell at him?” You were holding a pouting Shelldon to your chest like he’s a toddler. Well, he basically is.
Donnie gasped and looked between you and his little drone, stammering, “I-…I- ok, yes, I may have. But- but he broke my-“
“No buts! He’s just a baby!” You huffed and patted Shelldon, who gave a fake sniffle and nodded in agreement, on the ‘shell.’
“A baby?! He’s on version 13!” Donnie crossed his arms.
“I don’t care!” You huffed again and turned your back to your boyfriend. “It’s ok, Shelly. He’s so mean to you, isn’t he?” You cooed, gently petting Shelldon’s head.
“So mean, dude.” Shelldon agreed and gave another fake sniffle.
“Oh, puh-lease. Spare me.” Donnie scoffed under his breath. “Y/N, you don’t understand-“
“Now, apologize. What do you say?” You narrowed your eyes and held Shelldon out to him, who glared at his ‘father,’ “Yeah! What do you say?”
Donnie’s jaw dropped as his incredulous gaze flickered between the two of you again, “You’re taking his side?”
“He doesn’t know any better, Donnie.” You hissed, but your gaze softened as you looked back down at the little turtle drone in your arms, “How can you be so cruel to my sweet little baby?” You purred, rubbing your cheek on Shelldon’s head.
“Yeah! How could you, Dee?” Shelldon agreed, nuzzling your cheek.
“Wh-?! I-..you-…” Donnie stammered in disbelief and offense.
“Have you learned NOTHING from Dr.Feelings?! Where is Mikey? MICHELANGELO-“ You turned and walked out, Shelldon making a noise like he was blowing a raspberry at Donnie over your shoulder.
Donnie jumped out of his seat to follow you, “NO, Y/N, please don’t tell Mikey!”
“I’M TELLING HIM”
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strawb3rrystar · 8 months
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Rooftop Dates.
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♡ - Which turtle would go on a rooftop date with you?
Word count: 500
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2012! Donnie, Who takes you stargazing.
"I guess, I didn't pick the right night for stargazing." Donnie sighs, as there was a small number of stars you could see.
"Well, New York isn't exactly the best place to stargaze." You shrug "We should take a trip to the countryside to see some real good stars."
"Yeah, you're right." He responds, wrapping his arms around your shoulders.
"You know... I don't think it matters. Just as long as we're together," You lean into him.
His cheeks heat up from your comment "Yeah! That's right! We don't need some stupid stars for it to be a good date."
You chuckle, pecking his lips "You're adorable, Donnie."
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Bayverse! Raph, Who loves to city watch with you.
"You're clinging onto me for dear life, sweet cheeks," Raph mentions, grinning a little.
"Well, when you asked me if I wanted to go on a date with you, this wasn't what I had in mind." You reply.
"Do you not like looking at New York at night?" He asks.
"Not when I'm fifty feet off the ground, Rapheal!"
"Oh please. You aren't fifty feet off the ground... I'd say, barely twenty feet." He pats your back. "But, we can get down if you want."
"Yes, please..." You mumble, quite embarrassed of your fear of heights.
"What was that?" He grins, smugly.
"You heard me, Raph." You huff.
"Yeah, I wanna hear you say it again." He squeezes your waist, playfully.
"Nuh-uh, no way." You shake your head.
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Rise! Mikey, Who thinks rooftop picnics are the best.
"It's beautiful out tonight." You say, taking a deep breath with your arms outstretched.
"I know." Mikey grins, laying out the picnic blanket. "Perfect weather, a good view of the city, and fresh pizza. Nothing could ruin this night."
You smile, sitting down beside him. "Thanks for doing this, 'Angelo. I know I've been super busy and haven't had the time to hang out. So I hope you're not too upset."
"No problem. I understand that studying is important, that's why I brought you up here." He replies.
"Hm? Why?" You question.
"So, that it's just the two of us. No distractions around."Mikey answers, just for the sound of a police siren to go off.
"Mostly no distractions." He corrects himself, causing you to giggle.
You wrap your arms around him, tightly. "You're the best boyfriend ever, Michelangelo."
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MM! Leo, Who wants to spend everyday together.
"What are we doing up here, Leon?" You ask, sitting on the ledge beside him.
"I just thought that we could hangout without my brothers around." He replies, taking your hand in his.
"Aww, but they're sweethearts." You place your free hand on your chest.
"You don't live with them, Love." He grumbles.
"Did you just call me love?" You question.
"Maybe...? It just slipped out, okay! I don't even know why I sai-" You shut him up with a kiss.
"Calm down, Leo." You kissed his cheek "I liked it."
"You did...? He mumbles, feeling like he could explode out of joy.
"Yes, of course." You wrap your arms around him and he immediately hugs you back. "I love spending time with you. Being with you... No, I just love you, Leonardo. All of you."
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trashlama · 5 months
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ROTTMNT RAPH X READER, ROTTMNT FUTURE LEO X READER X LEO SKETCHES
- Did I mention that I have a thing for muscles?
- May color this later
- I got so much to color...
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peachy-wolfhard · 7 months
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The Lair Games
a/n: raaa i love the lair games best mfing episode so whimsical and fun raaaaa also im obsessed with lair games cheerleader hc, italics are interviews (i didnt put everyones interview in only the readers)
Let me know if you would like to be on my tmnt taglist!
Warnings: donnie is a drama queen, The Incident, throwing up mentioned
Word count: 702
I love the lair games and Donnie sm
Sigh the lair games, the time when only Leo wins and then spends an entire year gloating
While it is very fun watching everyone compete a part of you feels bad for Donnie because he NEVER even gets close to winning
That is…until this year
Every year you take it upon yourself to be Donnie’s cheerleader because oh man he needs it. As long as you’re there cheering even as he's losing miserably, he's a little less bitter about it
This year was going to be different though you could feel it! History was about to be made
April had told you before that she was going to record the games, and everyone was even more excited
“Sigh, my legacy of losing will be cemented in film history”
It's now the most anticipated day of the year, the day that everyone looks forward to and trains for this year the prize would be…Leo’s room!
The first game of the day was Handstand Hill Bomb and like every year Leo won first place but this year Donnie won second!
“Let’s go Donnie Let’s go!” you cheer as it’s almost time for the next game, Pipe Goop Chicken
“My personal least favorite game if Donnie wins this one he's not kissing me for a month I swear”
“Let’s go Donnie Let’s go!” you cheer once again
“Do you have any more creative cheers?”
“No, get what you get, and don't throw a fit”
And he won! (Kind of a win-lose scenario, beat Leo and rub it in his face and lose smooches)
Win after shocking win Donnie acquired with Leo hot on his tail and you as his loyal cheerleader yelling catchy cheers while shaking purple and black pompoms
That was until…the incident
“y/n can i get a comment about…the incident?”
“Sleep with one eye open Leo. That’s all I will say on the matter”
While Donnie was recovering Leo began his winning streak
“Cough cough…y/n is that you?”
“Donnie you’re not dying stop acting like a sick Victorian child”
“Take me to the surface…one last time…” he says pulling the blanket up to be under his arms
“Shut up,” you say scratching under his chin then sadly going back to the games
“My moment!” he shouts as you walk back to Splinter announcing Leo’s next victory
Just as Splinter announces Leo’s perfect 10 Donnie appears!
“Not so fast, my friend!” Donnie announces masked in smoke (drama queen I love him)
“I’m here brother, lets bowl”
“When Donnie showed up I was stunned! Just a minute before he was pretending he was a sick Victorian child,” you explained to the camera
After all of Donnie’s dramatics, it was time to bowl. He launches himself off and attempts to get his ankle into his shell
Just as he was able to he’s launched into the mannequins knocking all down…
…But one making it a tie and after consulting the rules the next event was left up to a…
Splinter’s choice
“I knew that rat man would come up with something sinister but I didn't think it would be THAT sinister!”
The final event would be the Slippery Whippery Woo?
“If I vom please hold my hair April”
“We can hold each other's hair”
“Hold my nonexistent hair please”
“We will Mikey”
Your cheerleading was quickly forgotten about not knowing if you should root for your boyfriend to catch his slipper rat father or just leave
The match was quickly over with the words “Do you know what rhymes with second place? Leo’s face!”
“I-i- need a shower…I will claim my prize when i'm clean”
As Leo moves out of his room, April closes in for a final interview, and Donnie gloats
“I’m very proud of you Donnie,” you say kissing your hand and touching his forehead
“You’re very lucky i’m touching you right now,” you say, a lovesick smile plastered to both of your faces
Later that night the two of you are unable to sleep
The one thing Leo didn’t mention is that Splinter’s snores are amplified by the vent directly in his room
Needless to say, Leo got his room back very quickly
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oleander-nin · 1 year
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Rottmnt Yan! Horror movie HC
A/N, not important: I'm just trying to push stuff out fast atp. This was not proofread at all. Any criticism is welcome, constructive or not. This is supposed to be a gender neutral reader, so if I screwed up somewhere, please tell me.
Tw: implied kidnapping, yandere themes, unconsentual touching(nonsexual), forced to watch movies(?), horror movies, my writing
Words: 1172
Summary: Rottmnt yandere headcanons about them watching horror movies w/ you
-Ollie
Mikey:
I think he’d at least tolerate horror movies.
They’re not his favorite genre, him still getting spooked by the jump scares every once in a while.
But he’d watch them, especially if he had you by his side.
There are three ways it can go.
Either 1:
You both are unbothered by the movie, and end up rooting for the villain. Mikey makes a bet with you on who dies first. If you win, you can have an hour of supervised outside time. If he wins, you have to let him shower you in affection to his heart's content without fighting back.
Only problem is, he has access to a phone. He looks it up. You can’t.
Do you take the bet?
Scenario 2:
You love horror movies.
Blood, gore, jump scares?
That’s your niche.
In this case, Mikey would just use movie time as an excuse to hold you close.
He doesn’t mind the movie, but it’s not his thing, so he ends up using movie night as a cuddling session.
Gets annoyed if you try to push him off or regain your personal space.
He’ll just turn off the movie, then continue to lay on you.
Now you have to cuddle him, and you don’t get to even watch your movie.
Option 3:
You hate horror movies.
They scare you, they upset you, you don’t like them.
Whether it’s the gore or the jump scares, horror movies freak you out.
Mikey uses this to his advantage.
Pulls you close and whispers soft nothings into your ear as you cower from the tv.
Pretends like he’s your savior when he turns off the movie, promises cuddles and your favorite food for dinner.
Makes it hard to say no to whatever he wants.
Donnie:
Could not care less about horror movies.
He’s seen worse out on the streets of New York while defending the city. Why should he care about some fake girl getting stabbed by a fake monster?
Horror movies are all stupid to him. Except psychological ones. I could see him enjoying those. He’d like the Saw franchise if it wasn’t so gorey.
You, on the other hand, could make him interested in the movie. It completely depends on your own reactions to said genre.
If you like horror movies? Cool, he’ll play one on a monitor at his desk so you're forced to spend time with him while he works.
Doesn’t pay attention to the movie much, just enjoys having you near him. Even if he forced your hand a tad bit. It’s not his fault you wouldn’t stay in the seat. Even after he went through so much trouble to set up your favorite movie, tsk tsk.
Neutral on horror movies? That’s fine, he just won’t really bring them up unless it’s a family movie night and Leo picked a horror.
Then he’s forcing you to debate the characters with him. If he’s stuck spending time with family, he’s at least going to enjoy it by analyzing the stupidity of the main character.
Makes a lot of backhand comments about the main characters and your similarities, especially if the movie has to do with a kidnapping of some kind.
If you hate horror movies?
Only brings them out on a dark night where he wants you to hold him, but you’re refusing.
Oh wow, you can’t sleep because of nightmares? Don’t worry, Donnie can hold you.
Is incredibly smug about it too.
Especially if you get clingy when scared and his plan works.
Raph:
Not a fan of them.
Will sit through them if he has too, but looks away from the TV or hides behind his phone for the majority of the time.
He already has to deal with enough fighting while taking care of New York and protecting you. Why does he need fake, purposefully scary movies to fuel his paranoia?
He doesn’t, and so he tries his best to avoid them like the plague.
Is incredibly conflicted if you like horror movies.
On the one hand, they make you happy. On the other, they expose you to unnecessary violence, gore, and possible nightmare causers.
Why would you want to subject yourself to that? You must be pulling his leg, there’s no way someone as fragile as you likes the horror genre.
He tries to avoid the subject if you are persistent.
You’d have to be really persuasive if you want to watch a horror movie.
If you are neutral?
Great. They’re never spoken of. He doesn’t suggest them, and he shuts them down if you happen to. Family movie night is ignored if there’s a horror movie going.
He doesn’t like them, you don’t seek them out, why would he try and force you both to watch one?
You don’t need that kind of violence in your life, he’s here to protect you from such topics.
Is like, the only one who will not subject you to horror movies if you hate them.
He doesn’t like them, you don’t like them, why would he subject you both to something you hate?
Plus, you might get nightmares, and while he feels all important and helpful when he comforts you, it’s not the same when it’s his fault.
Gets mad at Leo if he tries to trick you into watching one.
Pretty much all things horror are banned from within a 10 feet radius of you.
Raph will keep you safe, he promises
Leo:
Okay, I’m sorry, but Leo is such an adrenaline junkie.
He loves horror movies.
The thrill, the scares, the violence, the gore.
He’s seen it all before, so why should it bother him?
Plus, now it’s dramatic and thrilling, perfect for a movie night.
Like Donnie, he makes a lot of backhand comments about the main character and your similarities.
Is ecstatic if you like them too, finds it enjoyable to pull you close to him and just watch the movie play.
Whether he’s stolen the projector room for the time being, or holed you both in his room, he enjoys just having a horror movie playing while clinging onto you.
Likes to talk about the movie with you, and gets excited about the new plots during movies he hasn’t seen yet.
If you’re neutral about horror movies, he still makes you watch them.
Gets smug if you hang onto him during scenes you’re uncomfortable with(acting as if you have anything else to hang on to)
He likes to sit you to his side or in front of him, able to pull you close so he can whisper small threats in your ear if you misbehave in any way during your ‘bonding’ time.
He thinks it’s hilarious if you hate horror movies.
“Aww, is my poor little coward afraid of a little movie? Come here, I’ll hold you and keep you safe.”
Still makes you watch them, more for his own enjoyment of seeing you squirm.
Feels guilty when you get nightmares, but the smugness of being the one you go to for comfort makes it worth it
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homeheroine · 9 months
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More Than You Could Know
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Authors note : heyyy, I wrote this really late at night. It's not prof read. I'll edit it later. I hope it makes sense for now. this is pretty angsty by the way. fluffy raph will be here soon don't worry! enjoy! <3
prompt :
"Raph. We have to talk about this."
"Nah, I don't think we do actually."
"What is wrong with you? Why are you acting like this? What happened to "we are a team"? What happened to trusting each other? W-wha what happened to us?"
"You wanna know what happened Y/N!? Huh!?" The volume of his voice booms though the lair's hallway's. "I realized that I'm so much stronger than any of ya. I'm so powerful that if I lost my mind I could-- I could...." Finally making eye contact with you, Raph notices the tears that roll down your face. Each tear a reminder to him of the atrocities that he had committed against his family, against his morals...
....against you.
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Reconstructing New York was gonna take a while, everyone knew that, but with the mutants and humans coming together to construct it again the wounds from old discrimination would heal. The Hamato clan was thriving, strengthened by the bond of battle, the healing of their physical and emotional scars, it seemed everything was ok. Everyone was ok. Right?
"no... no please. I don't want to do this! Let me go! Let me go please!" Raph's cries had woken you with a start. He was having another nightmare. You rushed over to his side tripping from your post since he had basically scared you awake.
NY had basically been completely reconstructed; the only thing that was left was crowd control. You and Raph had been tasked to put away some of the mutant baddies who had broken out of the Hidden City Prison. After tracking a particular escaped inmate for quite some time, Donnie had given you a tip that this inmate could potentially lead you to a group of baddies who banded together after escaping. It was originally a solo mission for you because of your specialty for stealth and recon, but you opted to take a Raph as your bodyguard if you were discovered. The thought of being caught against an entire group of mutant baddies didn't sit right with you. But having Raph with you, the muscle of the group who just happened to have a growth spurt between now and the krang invasion, you felt very comfortable getting the valuable intel for Donnie. Though if you were to tell no lies, the whole reason you requested for him was because he had been avoiding you. Ever since the defeat of the Krang he had been.... different, not only because of his new height and mass. You first noticed the physical distance between you two, then his efforts to keep you from being part of his reconstruction team and even sitting out of his usual spot during movie night. Every time you tried to confront him about it he either dodged the question or straight up ran away! This mission was a perfect excuse to get answers from him, but since leaving the lair he's been just as distant.
"Raph! Hey! Wake up! It's a dream you're on a stake out!" You grab his shoulders trying to shake him awake. He twists out of your grasp effectively throwing you out his range. Stunned by his strength you go back to him, this time coming closer to his face. "Raph please. Wake up-- Ah!" You gasp as he grabs the wrist of the hand that attempted to cup his face. His hand might as well envelop your whole hand all the way down to the middle of your forearm. His fist tightens and his eyes shoot open, they're blank, no sign of his usual friendly gaze. He looks at you like... like you're an enemy. You stare back, honestly unsure of what to expect. He has always been very good with controlling his strength around you, he could easily break your hand even before the invasion. Who knows what he could do to you now with his new strength. Fear fills your heart as you watch him, "Raph! Please! You're hurting me!". Those words seem to spark something in him, blinking back at you his iris's return. He looks into your eyes confused at first then noticing the situation he releases your wrist immediately. You wince and drop to your knees opening and closing your hand attempting to regain feeling, nothing was broken at least. Raph gets on his knees next to you, spouting apologies. The corner of his eyes pricked with tears. "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry. I'm sorry Y/N."
You muster your strength and put on a reassuring smile. You know how he gets when things like this happen. But you have never seen him like this before. What was he dreaming about? "It's ok Raph. Don't worry, it was an accident, I understand." He seems unconvinced. "Is it broken? Can you move it? Are you-" He stops his apologetic rambling, abruptly raising himself to his feet and taking a few steps back from you. He bows. "Forgive me. This will not ever happen again." If it wasn't for his tone you would have laughed, but his voice is filled with anger. You blink, confused, at least you were distracted from the pain in your hand.
You aren't given a chance to respond when movement from behind you catches your attention.
"Shit!" You curse under your breath. Mutants. When did they get so close? You concelled yourself in some flora while Raph backed into the shadows. Mutant baddies were coming near your hidden stake out spot and they did not look happy.
"Listen, I swear I heard voices coming from this way."
"If there is nothing out here I'm telling the rest of the gang you left the base unguarded."
Gang? Base? Donnie was right. They did team up, and it seems you were close to their base of operations too. Maybe this night would redeem itself. You covertly made your way over to a nearby tree. You needed the high ground if you were gonna follow them back. Launching yourself into the air you attempted to grab a branch to pull yourself up. Pain surged through your arm from the impact and you let go quickly falling a distance toward the ground below. Raph swooped in catching you before you could hit the ground, though effectively ruining your stealth.
The baddies made some noise of realization and began charging toward you two. Raph is first to make contact with them, punching the first larger one in the face, sending them flying. The other goes running, deciding to not mess with the hurt that Raph was dishing out. You were about to give chase when Raph bolted ahead of you, charging toward them. You waited, breathless from the sudden rush of battle and winced as you clutched your now broken wrist. Listening, you waited, a minute of huffs of battle and then a scream occurred and Raph returned with the runaway mutant. He held the mutant upside down by the ankle as he walked past you. Raph's face was unreadable, only his eyes were visible because of the harsh shadow that cast over his face. They were blank again.
"Let me go you overgrown toad! You have no idea what my buddies will do to you when they find me." The smaller mutant snarled. "And don't even get me started on your little human pet! What they're gonna do to dem will be much worse." The mutant spat in your direction.
At that Raph launched the mutant in the air, catching them by the face when they came back down. Raph made no comment, so silly a joke, nothing. His face filled with anger, with hate, while he stared upon his enemy. You shook from the memory of the same look he gave you only a little bit ago. The mutant struggled against his hand, clawing and scratching. Raph was unfazed and wasted no time slamming the back of the mutant's head into the ground.
You gasped. The mutant plastered on the ground in a crater from the impact. Raph, hunched over expression still unreadable, releasing the mutant. They sputtered out groaning in anguish. Raph raised his arms readying himself to slam his fists into the mutant again.
Your body moved on your own. Driving your body in front of the mutant, in front of Raph's fist. You're not sure what you thought. That he would stop? He already had hurt you. But if you were here now, in front of him, would he really hurt you again? Would he kill you to get to this mutant?
The pain you prepared for never came. His fists never touch you. You peeked open an eye only to stare right into the terrified eyes of Raph centimeters away from you. Something was wrong. His right eye shines a bright yellowish green as his cat eye-like pulp mirrors the movements of his normal left eye that swims through yours. This is a memory of the Krang's possession. You and him were in the same position as when he unconsciously fought against you and his brothers. This moment was all too similar. "Raph?" Your voice is barely above a whisper he stares into your eyes once more, his eyes seemingly normal again, then blinking he rips himself away from you. You get up, rushing toward him. "Are you ok? Please talk to me. Raph!" He turns his left eye over to you while covering his right, his face is sad, scared.
"Go home Y/N."
"Raph come on now."
"Go home." His voice rising.
You huff, very worried and frankly frustrated from your dear friend's behavior. "We can't have this conversation here." You say turning around looking for any other approaching mutants. If he wants to go, then fine, we'll go, but he will talk to you. You make your move to pick up the mutant, "Help me get this guy back to the lair, we can question him."
Raph huffs, picking the mutant up and placing him on his shoulder.
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Making it back to the lair you are able to report your findings to Donnie and see the injured mutant to the med bay. Donnie gives a quizzical look to you and Raph when you return. Mainly because of the damage they took. The moment the mutant was in Donnie's care Raph attempted to flee you. Immediately making his way to the lair's exit. You finish your report in time to catch him in the abandoned subway on the way out.
"Raph. We have to talk about this." You demand speeding behind him.
"Nah, I don't think we do actually." He doesn't slow his pace, continuing to march through the lair.
"What is wrong with you? Why are you acting like this? What happened to "we are a team"? What happened to trusting each other? W-wha what happened to us?"
"You wanna know what happened Y/N!? Huh!?" He spins around to face you. His brow knitted inward while his mouth displayed a harsh snarl. The volume of his voice booming through the lair's hallways. "I realized that I'm so much stronger than any of ya. I'm so powerful that if I lost my mind I could-- I could...." Finally making eye contact with you Raph seems to notice the tears that roll down your face. You're so worried, what happened to your dear friend. Was it the Krang? Why was he keeping secrets from you?
"Please Raph, you can trust me. I'm here for you." You plead coming closer to him. He doesn't move, allowing you to cup your hand on the side of his face. He faces you now. Eyes welling up with tears as he begins to break down. "Why?" He cries, "Why do you trust me? I've done nothing but hurt you! When the Krang had me I almost killed Leo! I almost killed you!"
You recounted the memories of the Krang's possession of him. No wonder he had been avoiding you. His nightmares, he was dreaming about the Krang? Dreaming about hurting you? Tears free falling down his face now. "I can't imagine a world without ya in it Y/N. The very thought terrifies me. If I was the cause of your... the cause of a world without ya, I don' think I'd have it in me to forgive myself."
You cup both sides of his face, "Raph, that wasn't you, the real you would never do that to me. If you have these fears, these nightmares you have to tell me. I'm here for you. I'm not leaving Raph. Not now, not ever. Because I-- I love you."
His eyes widen at your sudden confession, then fill with tears once again. His face breaks down as he pulls you into himself for a much needed hug. Even now with his emotions running high he still hugs you gently. "I love you too... so much more than you could know."
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mochiimadness · 11 months
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Hey, I dunno if your still taking requests but I have one!
What about s/o having hair like Entrapta's from She-Ra? I would love to see how they would react to their s/o with that!
Hello, I'm sorry for the long wait! I'm finally getting around to answering old requests, before opening new ones.
I haven't seen She-Ra, but I did look Entrapta up, so I hope I haven't gotten anything wrong!
Neon Leon
Leo is both insanely fascinated over your hair-
But also, very very terrified at first.
Remember when Leo wore that blond wig that ended up being completely and utterly evil??
Leo does.
Leo has flashbacks of this when he first sees you using your hair to grab a mug off the counter that was just out of hands reach.
May or may not have screamed.
"S/o, I don't mean to freak you out but- YOUR HAIR IS CURSED!"
"What- wait no it's just-"
"Don't worry- I got this!" he says, as he whips out his sword
Cue panicked screaming from everyone in the room as Leo attempts to 'save' you
He really thought you were in danger okay-
After managing to convince Leo to not chop off your hair,
You have to explain to him that your hair isn't actually cursed by some weird dude looking to steal stuff
"I was born like this, I can just make my hair move and stuff."
Cue Leo's suspicious squinting.
He does believe you! He just cant help peaking around corners detective style to spy on your hair at first.
Once he gets use to it tho, he's got to admit, having hair you can use to grab things jussst barely out of reach is amazing!
His jaw drops when he realizes you can fight using your hair too-
Your hair wraps around a rather slippery warthog mutant and launches him several feet away
Leo is staring in shock and possible fear
They'd been trying to get a hold on that mutant for ages, and you just managed to grab him no problem???
And launch him like a soft ball???????
Mad respect
Enchanted/cursed hair or not, Leo's just glad it's not using you for evil!
Plus, you seem to be having fun, so he's cool with it now.
Don Tron
Donnie's insanely curious about your hair
Absolutely runs some tests and experiments (with your permission ofc)
He's seen you lift mugs and smaller objects-
But what's the weight limit???
Is it like a muscle that can be trained to lift more over time????
Is it possibly sentient?!
You let him come up with new theories
But as soon as the conspiracy board and red strings come out,
You're lifting him with your hair and carrying him away for a break.
He loves when you help him out in the lab
Using your hair to grab and hold tools or parts
It's similar to using his spider arms, but 10x better since it's his s/o helping him.
Your hair also inspires him to make a different version of his spider arm battle shell-
This one using a more fluid movement to match your hair!
He lowkey looks like Doc Oc...
Villains do their best to avoid you both
Having one person who can grab and yeet them away was bad enough-
But now there's two??????
They are sprinting as fast as they can
Not fast enough though!
You're able to use your hair to grab and swing from walls, catching up to villains with ease
Donnie's impressed, you didn't even need a tracking device!
You two also found out another trick you could do,
You're able to use your hair as a extra set of arms- so you both came to a realization
You could use your hair to hold more controllers.
You two need an extra player???
Bam, you're holding two more controllers
Donnie cackles manically every time you two score extra points using this method
Is it technically cheating????
Maybe
You can't deny it takes a lot of skill and practice to do though, so who cares?
Not you and Donnie, that's who!
Mystic Mike
:0 !!!
Your hair can move?!?!
Please please show him what you can do!
Absolutely loves seeing all your tricks
From lifting a mug, to scaling a building-
He thinks you and your hair are awesome!!
One day, he's literally in the middle of talking to you when he interrupts his own sentence in a huge realization-
"So then I chased them down on the shells hogs and- WAIT WAIT HOLD THE PHONE-"
"Holding."
"NOW ANSWER IT!"
"Hellooo?"
"You can use your hair to paint!!!!"
Cue both of you jumping up and sprinting to his room
You can, in fact, use your hair to paint!
Whether it be using your actual hair as a paintbrush,
Or holding multiple brushes and items at once!
It makes art time ten times more efficient- but also extremely chaotic
Sure, now you both have easy access to art materials, but now your hair can literally spin everything
The guys entered the living room one day and saw it absolutely covered in buckets of paint
You are now banned from holding stain causing items in the common areas and Donnie's lab.
When you two go fight together
Mikey quickly learns that you can use your hair to help climb and scale buildings
Which leads to you crawling upside down on a ceiling at full speed, with Mikey floating beside you, at enemies
There are high pitched shrieks whenever you join the battle
You may or may not be a local cryptid now.
"S/O, they're calling you a spider mutant!"
"Nice."
Big Red
Like Leo,
Raph also thinks your hair is alive
Though, he's more concerned than fearful
If your hair is alive, then should he ask it if he can pat your head??
You reassure him that your hair is not alive or sentient
He's still wary about it though
Definitely gives it suspicious looks when you're not looking just to test it
When you catch onto this though, you start moving your hair 'without your knowledge' just to play around
Raph shrieks
"I KNEW IT!!!"
You'll have to explain that you were just pranking him lmao
He does realize that your hair isn't alive eventually though.
Is genuinely impressed by what your hair can do
Especially when he realizes you can lift heavier objects too
If you're able to lift him with your hair, he'll scream
Definitely has a fanboy moment
"WHAT!? How is it so strong?!?"
Even if you can't lift him with your hair,
He's still impressed!
Throughout the day, you'll use your hair to grab things that are out of reach and hand it to him
Usually it's subconscious,
Like when he just barely got into a comfy spot after a long patrol and realizes his phone is just out of reach
You grab it and hand it to him offhandedly
Or when he's sleeping and the blanket slips off, you'll reach around to pull it back up and make sure he's covered
He appreciates these little gestures so much
Absolutely warms his heart and makes him a little misty eyed.
During battle,
He sees you literally form a fist shape with your hair and deck a rather aggressive yokai right in the face,
Sending them flying down the street
Raph will stop and stare in awe
"Woah!! S/O that's amazing!"
He's so proud of you
Then he realizes the hidden city police are making their way towards the two of you
Cue both of you hauling it towards the nearest portal
"GO GO GO!"
"I CAN'T GO BACK TO JAIL!"
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Hey everyone, I'm going through my old requests and writing them. I can't promise I'll get to all of them, but I'll do my best when I have time!
Sorry for the huge wait, life got crazy
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crackedpumpkin · 1 year
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I saw that you had requests open uh-
Rise Leo with a fem reader that works for/with the purple dragons?
Either as like another coder or an artist for the crappy group of teens- lol
a/n: lovely anon, the amount of agony i have just experienced in the past few hours as i try to release my brain from its den of constipated creativity is all for you. I hope you enjoy <3 Also, idk how tf I'm still sick even though it's been like, 5 days. Am i fated to simply shrivel away? Find out in the next update!
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|| ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴄʀᴜꜱʜ || ʀɪꜱᴇ! ʟᴇᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ||
Another day, another round of going through the same motions once again. I dread walking into the hallways drenched with the scent of overpowering cologne, where no one understands me. The smell burns like a thousand suns upon my being, making me shrivel away into a husk of mineself.
I despise the sunlight. It keeps me at bay, because the darkness is where I belong. It calls to me, draws me in like the everlasting comfort of father’s arms. If his arms were actually clean and comfortable, that is. 
Ah, the classroom approaches my vision. I hesitate. Is it truly worth the risk? Alas, I must follow through for the sake of my family. If only there were someone who truly understands me, and sees me for my true worth hidden under this hood of mine.
Am I just fated to be forever this amazing at being undercover? 
“Okay Leo, you can stop with the inner monologue now.”
“Hey, if reinventing oneself is this easy, why aren’t the rest of you here then?” Leo whispers back into his watch harshly, eyes narrowed into a glare directed at the neon light that depicts the time. 
“We sent you in because Mikey would get distracted, and I’m not there because I need to make sure Donnie has parental supervision at all times. And the reason why Donnie’s not there is because he’d stand out too much.”
“That is true; it is hard to hide such genius away instead of dazzling the clueless students.” Donnie muses over the small speaker he installed in the watch, having created this gadget specifically for this mission.
“Now remember, Leo, your mission is to get in, blend in, and make sure that Kendra’s not up to anything good. There’s been word on the street-”
“A.k.a. April,” Donnie interrupts.
“That there’s been a newcomer. And you know what they say about newcomers; they’re always up to no good.” Raph ignores Donnie, his firm instructions making Leo roll his eyes. 
“Chill out, guys. Everything’s gonna be fine. I’m the best at going undercover! I’ll find what they’re planning and be out lickety-split!”
“Leo-”
“Oh, would you look at that! It’s time for class to start. Byeeee,” Leo cuts off his brother from saying anything further, quickly pressing a button on the side of his watch that ends all communication. 
He breathes a sigh of relief, shoving his hands into the pockets of his sleek black hoodie. He eyes the color distastefully. The sacrifices he’s had to make for this mission are excruciating.
“Alright Leo, time to get your best emo goth phase going.” He mutters under his breath, using his elbow to nudge the door open and entering with slouched shoulders. He peeks out from under his hood to scan the classroom. 
It’s packed with quiet students who stare at their monitors with eyes of focus. He’s pretty sure they don’t blink. He sucks in a nervous breath through his pursed lips, wandering around until he finds a seat. 
He glances around. The number of students around him is sparse, providing him with some form of relief. He’s secured a spot to survey the scene. Now, to find the little troublemakers that call themselves the Purple Dragons or whatever.
He does a quick spin in his chair, hands on the top as he balances himself on his knees. He frowns when he doesn’t see them, only to pause once his gaze lands on a group at the front. 
One, two, three, and four, he counts off mentally, pausing when he realises something’s amiss.
Four? There weren’t four the last time he checked. He vaguely recalls Raph’s words from earlier about some sort of newcomer. Ah, this must be her!
But once you turn your head, he forgets everything entirely. 
No one told him that the newcomer would be pretty.
He watches as you scoff at something Kendra says, leaning back in your seat as your fingers fly across the keyboard so quickly that all he registers is a blur. 
She’s pretty, so what? Don’t let it distract you from the mission, goth Leo. You’re here to flirt- I mean, find out what Kendra’s up to, he chides himself. He sits back down in his seat when the bell rings, slumping against the chair. The very picture of refined laziness of a high schooler that cares for nothing.
You gather your things and stand up from where Kendra, Jeremy, and Jason had gathered around you. “Look, I’ll continue debugging the programme later, okay?” You promise, Kendra nodding in satisfaction before she lets you go.
You breathe a sigh of relief, walking away from them and scanning the classroom for any empty seats, preferably away from the new gang you’ve suddenly found yourself a part of. You spot an empty seat at the back next to a student you’ve never seen before.
You raise a brow. You know everyone in this classroom, already having familiarised yourself with their faces. But they’re someone you’ve never seen before. You make your way over, unable to contain your curiosity at their getup. It’s as if they’re allergic to the very air itself, from the way they’re dressed in a hoodie and long black sweatpants that cover every inch of their body.
Leo spots you approaching from the corner of his eye, heart pounding as he does his best to remain unbothered. This is the time to put his acting skills to the test. He watches you sit down warily, his body tensing when you turn to face him with a smile.
“I’m Y/n,” You introduce yourself, noting the slight raise of their head when you speak.
“Leonardo,” He introduces himself smoothly, relieved when his voice doesn’t crack from how nervous he is. 
“Well, nice to meet you, Leonardo. Is this your first time taking this class?” You ask, resting your elbows on the table while propping your chin on your hand. You’re a little wary of his character, based on the way he’s dressed. Maybe he’s cold. In this heat, though? But it wouldn’t hurt to get to know him, you suppose.
“Yeah, would someone as kind as you show me the ropes, hermosa?” He grins.
You take a moment to contemplate, glancing back at your project that still has so much work to be done. However, it wouldn’t hurt to help out a newbie. Plus, you could just google what he had called you later. 
"So, are you just chilling here or...?" You ask, gesturing to the black screen of his monitor. "Do you not know how to turn it on...?"
"Oh, I just prefer not to. I do my best thinking monitor-less." 
"Sure..." You hide a grin at his words, chuckling. "Power button's on the bottom right." You whisper, pressing another button to turn on his CPU for him. 
Huh. Leo rather liked the sound of your laugh.
“Thanks. Looks like my first lesson of the day’s already going smoothly,” He chirps, already moving the mouse and double-clicking on random programs that have been pre-downloaded into the PC. He leans over to you slightly, peeking at your screen and comparing it with his.
He opens a coding software that looks similar to yours, the only difference being that his is blank, whilst yours is filled with hundreds of lines of code. You take a moment to read through your own code, trying to find the singular error that’s making your life a living hell.
“Woah,” You flinch, caught off guard by his sudden closeness to your side. “What’s that mean?” He points to a random line, looking at you for an explanation. 
“This function just makes it so that when a button is clicked, it’ll check all the fields of my form before it’s allowed to go through to the server. It’s supposed to be simple validation, but for some reason, it’s not going through.” You all but growl under your breath, growing irritated at the wonderful reminder of your current progress.
“Riiiight, functions.” Leo nods, though the slow drawl in his voice makes you hesitate. 
“Sorry,” You apologize sheepishly, “This chunk here is basically making it so that when this button is pressed, it checks if everything’s been filled before letting it process,” You attempt to simplify, pleased when you hear a sound of realisation from the boy beside you.
Guess you have to start from scratch. You shift your chair closer to his, sharing the desk with him. You reach out and grab the keyboard, sliding it closer. “Now, type what I’m highlighting on my screen, okay?” 
He readies his sleeve-covered hands, placing them on top of the keyboard confidently and accidentally pressing down on multiple keys. The page gets spammed with random sequences of numbers and letters, and he chuckles sheepishly before rapidly backspacing.
You wait patiently, his inexperience making you reminisce fondly on the days spent reading up and watching Youtube tutorials on how to code. Once he clears the screen of the numerous characters, you clear your throat, sitting up a little straighter in your seat.
“So, you’re gonna type this.” You tilt the screen of your own monitor and use your mouse to highlight a certain part of your code. He types away, looking up now and then to compare your code to his. 
"So, what'd these nerds ask you to do?" He takes the chance to ask, using his chin to nod at the people you were with earlier whilst propping his feet up on the desk.
"Acting as if you're not a nerd yourself," You laugh, "I was helping them debug a few things in their program."
"Ah-ah," Leo holds up a finger, quickly shoving it back inside the pockets of his hoodie when his sleeves start to slip, "I'm a dork, not a nerd. The main difference? Dorks are lovable, and girls like lovable."
“Sure they do,” You snort, leaning back in your seat.
“Of course they do! After all, you’re still talking to me, aren’t you, hermosa?” He points out smugly.
Well, that is true. You pause, cheeks warm as you try to think of a way to retort but come up with none. “I suppose you’re right,” You admit in defeat, sharing a chuckle with him. 
“You do know that they’re bad news, though, right?”
You purse your lips, frowning slightly as you sigh. “Yeah, but I owe Kendra a favour.” You admit with a simple shrug.
“A favour? That’s it?” Leo’s baffled by how simple your reason is.
“Yeah, I don’t like owing favours to people. Besides, it’s just temporary,” You say, raising a brow at his rather intrusive questions. Did he know…?
He wouldn’t know, you chuckle. There’s no way he’d know about the hacking device Kendra had asked you to help debug for her. 
Oh, she knows something. Leo can feel it in his gut, noting the slight suspicion in your gaze. He shrugs, propping his elbows behind his back and leaning against his chair. “None of my business anyway. Besides that, though, what do you think? I did pretty good, huh?” 
“Not bad for a first timer,” You smile, pleasantly surprised that he had figured out how to toy around with the different aspects of the webpage in such a short time, relaxing at his carefree attitude.
“Anyway, what’s your favourite movie?” Leo asks eagerly, trying to figure out a way to build back up to the conversation about the Purple Dragons once more. A harmless question wouldn’t hurt, right?
“Oh, right now it’s Frozen. But I’ll always have an attachment to the ones I grew up with, like Lou Jitsu,” You answer absentmindedly, having moved your chair back to resume debugging your own code.
“You know Lou Jitsu?” 
“Yeah, my dad made me watch every single one when I was younger. Now it’s like a guilty pleasure,” You say, pausing after. “Wait, you know Lou Jitsu too?” You question with wide eyes, shocked that there’s someone else in this school who knows of Lou Jitsu.
“Of course! I’m his biggest fan, along with Jupiter Jim, of course,” Leo brags, lazily spinning in his chair. 
“I haven’t heard that name in forever,” You lean your cheek into your palm, nostalgia hitting as you remember the days spent in your room, rifling through page after page of Jupiter Jim comics. “Jupiter Jim was fantastic. Actually, I think I still have a few issues still in mint condition. Planned to sell them, but kinda forgot with all the projects I got going on,” You gesture tiredly to your bright screen in silent explanation.
Wow. If he wasn’t already infatuated with you, he sure is now.
Leo’s about to speak when the school bell rings, signalling the start of lunch. Students start to pack up, streaming out the door automatically in search of food. You hear a small growl from his stomach, looking at him with eyes that shine with amusement.
“Shall we continue this conversation over lunch?” You ask as you hold his gaze. Well, you’re pretty sure that you’re looking straight into his eyes. It’s hard to tell where his are under the hood. You’re still not sure why he’s hiding his face, but hey, Leonardo seems fun to hang out with. 
Plus, he’s funny. 
You like funny.
“Yo, Y/n!” You turn at the mention of your name, deflating slightly when you see Kendra gesturing you over to the front. 
“Looks like we have to postpone that lunch date, mi amor.”
You pause in the middle of gathering your things. You’re not a native Spanish speaker by any means, but you’re pretty sure you know what the nickname implies. A rosy pink blush blossoms on your cheeks, clearing your throat and standing up in your seat. 
“Catch you later, Corazón,” You rush off to meet Kendra after your daring reply, though Leo spots the flustered glance you throw over your shoulder. He grins, a rush of euphoria giving him a high he never thought possible.
"Leo, anything to report?" Raph’s voice suddenly speaks from his watch. He immediately covers it with his hand, glancing around furtively to check if anyone’s heard. Luckily, it’s only him in the lab, and the Purple Dragons are too far away to have heard.
He hesitates, watching you join Kendra and leave, but not before you cast an apologetic glance over your back to him. The smile doesn’t leave his lips, his gaze fixated on you as you round the corner. He finally lifts up his watch to his face, answering his brothers.
"No, nothing special to report, dear brother. Over and out."
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