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Your back! Hi! :D Ok, the guys adore and are protective of their female human best friend (fem reader). She shares a strong bond with them, and they with her. So, if she ever gets injured or sick, the guys are protective for a while. She is ready to help them again (as much as she can with being a human and all) but what she doesn't realize is that this time it's close to their spring season, making them very protective, territorial, and aggressive to outsiders. How would this play out as they are close to their primal time of the year, and she wants to go with them as they're about to leave on patrol, but they won't let her? Fluffy ending. 🥺(maybe some turtle noises and behaviors too)
Protective TMNT headcanons—reader wants to come on patrol
Bayverse, 2003, or 2012 if it suits ya. 🤷‍♀️. SFW! Mentions of "spring season" for the boys but nothing s*xual. hope u like it @pokemew119 !
Leonardo:
• Like Leonardo, we'll be straight to the point with this one—he's not going to want you going out with them. Normally, he doesn't want you to. Now he really doesn't want you to
• Due to their biology, springtime can be pretty dreadful for the bunch (for Splinter, too, he's the one having to manage them). Aggression, sensitivity, protectiveness, fussing over their rooms, etc. So you asking Leo to go out on their nightly patrol with them was a "this really isn't a good time" moment for him
• "The Lair is warm and safe, why would you want to come out here, anyways? Leave the fighting to me. That's what I'm here for, that's my job."
• Can be a little bit of an ass about it ngl, because he just wants to know you're home with someone he actually trusts to protect you, their father
• You heard Leo bark your name as you started up the ladder out of the sewers. Blue eyes giving you a suspicious look. You were trying to sneak topside so you'd be out there before he was able to protest. "No, no, go ask Master Splinter to show you some stuff if you want something to do so badly."
• Pats you along back to the Lair, watching to make sure you actually go back inside
• If you DO end up out there with them, he's going to be stressing a little more than usual about the setup because it throws him off having someone he feels he needs to constantly look out for, unlike his brothers who are more or less self-sufficient. But you bet you're always going to be his first priority, no hesitation
Michelangelo:
• For once, the heightened senses of springtime had Mikey thinking slightly more rationally than usual
• "Babycakes, you sure you want to come? It's ugly out there, smells bad, full of dudes always asking for a beat-down, maybe you should stay." Ruffles your hair for reassurance. "We can play games when I get back!"
• Secretly tries to dissuade you from even wanting to go out with them in the first place with promises of fun back at home
• If you do go anyways, he's taking every chance to show off his nunchaku skills
• Gets annoyed at his siblings for taking your attention away from him (oop there's the possessiveness)
• Very touchy, constantly hanging off of you or trying to play-fight, sit close to you on the sofa, scoot his chair towards you at dinner, etc.
• You ask if you can go with them on their way out and you catch Mikey
• He smiles big and sheepishly shakes his head, "Sorry, y/n, not tonight! You're kickin' back in my beanbag tonight and hanging out, not running around New York." End of conversation. You try to say something, he interrupts you, thumping your shoulder. "I'll text you! See ya, angel!"
• More passive about his protectiveness and isn't so outright about it like Leo, but on the inside, still doesn't fully understand why he feels that way (even though Donnie has explained over and over again)
Donatello:
• "You want to come out with us? Not gonna work, y/n, this is real stuff," he said amicably, raising his brow ridges. "There's been a three-point-four percent increase in crime rate just around the next four blocks, and that's with us kicking tail every other night. Statistically, you're liable to become a target and..."
• Donnie gets real irritable in spring and tends to avoid his brothers, argues with Leo about about their rooming situation bc he wants to be alone (except for with you)
• Sets up an entire cozy corner in his lab for you to chill in while he's gone and hopes you'll use it, even though he'd definitely rather be home and not topside at this time
• When you ask him to tag along on their patrol, he starts spouting off all the reasons you shouldn't and ultimately wins that debate
• Compromises by letting you man his tracking/observation station and communicating with them on their missions from the sewers
• He actually loves knowing you're on tap while he's out in the city and he can just radio in whenever he feels like it
• "See, isn't being our control center way better?"
Raphael:
• Raph already has a huge attitude problem, make that tenfold in spring.
• Gets waaaaay too overprotective at times, verges on bothersome levels of spazzing over what you do and where you go
• "You wanna go on patrol? With us? Just, out in New York City? With the Foot? Ahah, ain't happening, y/n. 'You said 'maybe' last time?' Well, I'm sayin' no, this time. You'll be bored?" He shrugs. "Watch TV or something. But you're not comin'."
• If you do somehow manage to go (highly unlikely), he's going to be grumpy and complain the whole time because he's secretly just worried and his hormones are out of whack
• Gets overly aggressive defending you from anything and probably stirs up more conflict over it tbh
• "It ended up fine that time, but don't do that again, ya hear?" He doesn't want to seem like he cares too much, so he flicks your head. (That man is head over heels for you)
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goblin-mask · 7 months
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TMNT x Bimbo Reader Head Cannons
This is my first headcannon ever I hope you enjoy and that I did it correctly! Request:  
 HELLO!! Can I request bimbo reader who has a crush on the turtles??(individually if that ok?) She’s a total airhead and always striving to pls them. It’s super obvious that she’s crushing because she’s follows after them like a puppy and practically grows wings whenever they praise or give her positive reinforcement. They 100% know she wants them but won’t do anything about it till she does. Out of spite or for entertainment… who knows😭 The boys basically forcing reader admit she has a crush on them. 🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️ (Ps: Mikey’s my fave!🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡
All Of Them:
They could tell you had a crush on them the moment you walked into the layer the second time
You brought Leo sharpening stones for his katanas
He had mentioned it only once before and you some how remembered
You memorized the periodic table for Donnie
Even making a stupid song to go with it
You memorized Mikey’s order for his favorite Pizza
You had gotten it wrong so many time you wrote it down and kept it in your wallet
You tried your best to work out with Raph
Lifting weights weren’t your forte 
You were also terrible at hiding it
You went out of your way to touch them
You tripped or choked on air whenever one of them would walk by
You would try to understand the ninja lingo that the brothers shared
Even tried to get on Splinters good side
which he found amusing
Leonardo:
Leo knew you were going to confess to him after he had a bad day
You must have gotten a heads up from April because you bright skincare, and other things he has seen you do when he would visit
You attempted to make it as relaxing as possible but some things weren’t meant to be on Turtles skin
When Leo broke out into a rash you freaked out
You thought he was dying and ran to Donnie for immediate assistance 
Leo had never seen you  cry to this extent before
And yes you cried a lot
Leo had to spend an hour trying to console you and make you realize that he knew you didn’t do it on purpose
Through your sobs he could hear you say
“I just want to do nice things for you *Hic* Because I really like you!”
When you said that he smiled
“Don’t worry baby girl I like you as well.”
He has never seen you flip emotions like you did
One moment you were crying on the floor and the next moment you were in his lap and hugging him like your life depended on it
He made sure to hug you back just as tight to reassure you
“Thank you Leo!”
Leo only places a kiss in your hair
Raphael:
When you confessed to Raph it was completely out of the blue
He was lifting dumbbells when you jumped out and surprised him.
He ended up dropping it on his foot
You immediately tried to help only to hurt him further which he hid to the best of his ability
You just ended up handing him some wrist wrapping tape and a note with his name and a heart on it before bolting out in tears
Raph felt his heart warm when he read it
His favorite part of it was the baby pink lipstick kiss that you put over his name at the beginning
When it was safe to go out he made sure to wear the wraps around his wrists and carry the note with him
“Doll~” He says as he enters your room
He sees you curled on your side under the blankets
He sees you shuffle as if you are trying to sleep
“I know you you are still awake~” 
You turn over and meet his eye
He sits on your bed and pats your back
“Now I need those pretty lips to tell me, can you do that Doll?”
He smirks at your flustered expression
“I like you...”
“I like ya too.”
He then brings you into his lap. 
“Can I get an actual kiss now?”
Donatello:
Donatello could tell you liked him he just didn’t know why
The memorization of the periodic table gave him an unusual feeling
Then you started giving him periodic table pick up lines
He didn’t get it until his brothers pointed it out
Then you started wearing his lab coat to an insane extent
It now had your scent there permanently 
Which he didn’t mind
What happened to make you confess was that he was working on some intense chemicals
He should have known better and told you to waft the smell towards you, but he ultimately forgot
This caused your eyes to water and burn to which he quickly rushed you to the fountain to rinse your eyes out
“For the last time Sweetheart, you aren’t going to go blind.”
“I might as well since I am so blindly in love with you!” you say through blubbers of tears
Donnie sighs as he takes you away from the fountain and looks into your eyes
“I love you too Sweetheart, but you have to believe me when I say the chemical will only cause irritation”
He could have sworn your pupils turned to heart eyes as you jumped in his arms for a hug
Michelangelo - Your Fav
Mikey is a bit of an air head to which is why you both clicked so well in the first place
He was skateboarding in the sewers when he sees you right in front of him
He decided it was high time to teach you how to skate
while skating however he neglected to give you any arm or knee pads
which was his plan so he had an excuse to hold your hands the entire time
which worked until you tripped and fell
You definitely got the princess treatment as he scooped you up in his arms and took you to the layer, leaving his skateboard behind
“I am so sorry Angelcakes I should have held onto you better”
He says as he makes a mess of Donnie’s Lab trying to find some bandages and hydroxide
By the time you are bandaged up you are tired and are just leaning against Mikey
To your surprise he confesses first!
“I know I am always the one to jump the gun on this but I gotta tell ya...”
He pauses for a moment
“You’re a sweet girl and I want to make sure you are okay so maybe if you’d like, you can be my Angelcake permanently?”
You let out a giggle before placing a kiss on his cheek “Of course Mikey!”
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crackedpumpkin · 1 year
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Omg hiiii!!! I’m 🪁 anon and I LOVEDDDD THE FIC YOU WROTEEEEE I can’t describe how much I liked ittt!!! So here’s a big fat kiss 💋 *MUAH*
(Also I kinda like it to the point that I need a part two…)
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Well hello there lovely kite anon! Thank you so much for the compliments, I really be blushin so hard rn smhsmh look what you did. I hope you enjoy this part two though!!!
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𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞
“How long?” 
Donnie’s question leaves you speechless, and your steps slow to a halt. Your lips are parted, trying to find the right response. Your mind races with jumbled thoughts. 
“I...don’t know. It just happened.” 
You hear a sharp inhale on the other side, nibbling on your lip anxiously. 
“It just happened?” He repeats.
You sigh, slumping against the walls of the building next to you. You cross your arms, trying to hide how jittery you are. Your eyes are trained on the street filled with potholes, kicking a pebble.
“Remember how you fell for April? You were just trying to save her from the Kraang, and you just knew. You just…. knew. That’s how…that’s how it happened for me.” Your voice is barely a whisper as you reveal your innermost thoughts.
“That day in the rain, you came. That’s what started it.” You laugh bitterly, the exact moment you began to see Donnie in a different light ingrained into your very soul.
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“I don’t know if I can make it, Donnie. It’s pouring pretty badly right now.” You repeat into your phone’s mic, shifting uncomfortably in your soaked socks. The rain had appeared out of nowhere, thunder and lightning making you flinch.
Your hair is wet, clinging to your cheeks as you brush away drops of rainwater on your forehead. You glance up, squinting at the roof of the bus stop you’re under. The rain pelts the plastic top with so much force it resembles hail, and you flinch slightly. 
Your shoes are soaked, and even the slightest breezes make you shiver in your thin shirt. You can barely register Donnie’s voice on the other end, too tired and cold from work and irritated that out of all days to forget your umbrella, it had to be the day it rains cats and dogs.
“-/n? You there? Do you-” Your phone slips out of your grip as you shift it to sandwich it between your ear and shoulder. A dismayed cry is all Donnie hears on the other end before the call cuts out, your phone landing on the ground with a clatter.
“Y/n? Are you there??” Donnie repeats with a frown, staring down at his phone when the call ends. He stands up from the dining table, grabbing his bō staff and an umbrella while Raph glances up from his comic. 
“Where’re you headed?” He asks, Donnie not pausing to give him a glance. 
“Y/n’s stuck in the rain, so I’m gonna pick her up.”
“Oh?” Raph raises a brow, a smirk on his lips as he watches his brother’s hurried steps.
“What?” Donnie slows to a stop, casting a confused glance at Raph, who merely shrugs. 
“I dunno, you seem a little more worried than usual.” 
“What’re you talking about?” 
“Oh, nothing. You sure you like April?” Raph eyes him from his seat with a knowing smile.
“Yes, in fact, I do,” Donnie responds haughtily, an idea occurring to him as he glances at the door of the garage. 
He had recently finished working on the ShellRaiser, a vehicle he had poured all his sweat, blood, and tears into. Maybe it’s time he took it for a test drive.
Meanwhile, you’re cradling your phone, a jagged crack across the screen. You’re devastated. You sink down with a sigh onto the bench that barely avoids being splashed on by the rain, wondering how you will explain this to your parents.
You press the power button, groaning in frustration when the screen remains black. You sigh, running a hand through your wet hair and trying to stay warm by hugging your bag close. Your laptop stays safe inside the waterproof bag, and you’re eternally grateful that your dad had given it to you just nights before.
You glance at the watch on your wrist. 
Eight P.M.
The rain didn’t seem like it’d be letting up anytime soon, and you really didn’t feel like trying to make a run for it.
But you look up at the sound of a massive truck that makes its way down the street, slowing to a stop in front of you. You look around, trying to determine if you’re about to get kidnapped.
The window slowly moves down with a slight squeak, and your tense shoulders instantly relax once Donnie pokes his head out the window with a cheerful smile. 
You heave a relieved sigh, standing up with an easy grin. “C’mon, I’ll drop you off at your apartment building,” He shouts over the pouring rain.
You hurry into the door that swings open with a quick hiss, shutting it behind you and barely avoiding more rain. You sit beside him, and he starts the engine, driving off.
“Like it?” He asks, sparing you a quick glance and grinning as you nod with an impressed smile. You look around the van, taking in the elaborate setup and immediately realizing which brother he had designed each station for. 
“It’s really cool,” You comment, tucking a wet strand of hair behind your ear as you smile up at him. “How’d you know where I was, anyway?” 
“I just checked your phone for your last known location and decided to come to pick you up. I got worried when you didn’t answer my calls.” You pull out your phone, showing the cracked screen to him with a sheepish smile. 
“Oh, I’ll fix that up for you.” He says easily, making a quick turn down the street. You spot how his arms tense when turning the wheel, a funny feeling in your stomach as you reluctantly pull your gaze away.
“Thanks, Don. You didn’t have to come all the way out here, though. I could’ve called a cab.” You point out, though you’re thankful he had shown up to drive you back home.
“Of course, I would’ve come. I care about you.” He replies easily, eyes never straying from the road. “Oh, hold on, there’s a pothole up ahead.” He warns a little too late, and the turbulence caused by the wheels running over the pothole causes a sudden jolt in your seat, and your hands reach out for something to hold.
Your fingers land on his arm, and he’s momentarily caught off guard as your side presses against his with a soft yelp. 
“You good? Sorry about that. I’ll try to be more careful.” He chuckles, brushing it off.
You’re too stunned to respond, your face inches away from his. Your eyes rake over his warm smile and soft eyes, cheeks suddenly hot before ripping your hands away from his arm, settling back into your seat and fastening your seatbelt with a beating heart that’s running a little too wild for your taste. 
It’s silent for a while, Donnie enjoying the quiet while you’re wrestling with the conflicting emotions that start to rise in your chest. You steal another glance and avert your gaze as soon as he lights up, a thought occurring to him.
He grins toothily, keeping his eyes on the road as you peer over his shoulder. “I can’t wait to take April on a spin in this baby!” He chuckles gleefully, a pang resonating in your heart as you register his words. 
“Yeah,” You reply, your voice softer than before. You glance at him, staring at his auburn eyes that hold so much joy and laughter in them. You swallow down the lump in your throat, tearing your gaze away. 
“I’m sure she’ll love it.”
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yume-chin · 7 months
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Open requests
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๋࣭ ⭑ ☾ ˖° ⋆✧˖。˚ ๋࣭ ⭑✧ ๋࣭ ⭑ ☾ ˖° ⋆✧˖。˚ ๋࣭ ⭑✧
I'm writing and publishing this post to let you know that my requests are open, especially for TMNT 2012, TMNT Bayverse, RotTMNT and TMNT Mutant Mayhem
I'm working on the last request made for RotTMNT but I need more requests, I love TMNT too much and I need to write for them.
If you have any ideas in mind, come forward.
๋࣭ ⭑ ☾ ˖° ⋆✧˖。˚ ๋࣭ ⭑✧ ๋࣭ ⭑ ☾ ˖° ⋆✧˖。˚ ๋࣭ ⭑✧
Thanks in advance to everyone <3
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noirleo · 10 months
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i really want to get back into writing so if you have any reader x tmnt requests (specifically bayverse) pls feel free to slide into my asks ◡̈
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imagine4000 · 1 year
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[TMNT AU: Shell-Shocked] 
*How April meets and interacts with the turtles.*
Stay safe, healthy, and in good spirits!
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mythicalninjas · 7 months
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Requests are open temporarily
Hey, everyone. I'm excited to see what ideas you have ^^ I'm currently working on a few others requests on my drafts, but feel free to drop yours in my ask box.
You MUST read the rules (pinned post) beforehand!
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ne0nlightzz · 7 months
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Can u write an agere fic about ftm Raphael re living his childhood as a boy? He's my fave turtle 😭
hey heyy!! this has been in my asks box for a lil bit and im sorry i havet answered this yet! i usally wait to asnwer any requests with the written work but i havent quite gotten started on this yet because im sorta stumpped and wanted to ask what gen Raph you wanted? im sorry im asking this so late, ive been trying but not being sure which raph to write is throwing me off! hoping anon sees this because id really love to write this cuz i love the idea but i just wanna double check that im writing the correct gen!:]]
[i write for mainly 2k12-upto s.6 but ill also write for 2003-s.1 and rise-s.2 if they dont follow specific episodes and i write for mutant mayhem!]
-Luv Lee<3
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bionicragdoll · 2 years
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Guess who caught COVID after managing to dodge it for three years? It's me! Ironically I probably got it at a comic book convention getting my TMNT comics autographed by Eastman, Lavigne, Lawson, Bishop and the rest of the turtle team that showed up.
So I have a request for all you Shell Heads. Please send me any non-Tcest 2k3 fics you've got to keep entertained while I quarantine and beat this mother effing virus. Thank you so much everyone!
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tizeline · 4 months
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Draw rottmnt donnie and rottmnt leo fighting
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The word “fight” can be interpreted a number of ways, so you get one drawing of the two of them doing some friendly sparring and one where they’re just having a stupid sibling fight
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risestarkiss · 4 months
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Being Baby Blue
Rise Ramblings #313
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Leonardo Hamato is…an interesting individual.
As a middle child, he doesn’t have to shoulder the responsibilities of the oldest, nor is he fawned upon or babied over like the youngest. Therefore, he ends up having more of a lackadaisical approach to life.
In his free time, instead of training like Raph, Leo can normally be found reading comic books.
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And for good reason! Someone has to be up on the latest issues of Jupiter Jim and his space odysseys.
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But, other than being a Jupiter Jim superfan, who is Leonardo Hamato?
If you ask Leo, he's...*takes out a list*: “Primetime,” “First,” “The Best,” “Number One,” “The Champion,” or some other iteration of all of the above.
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...Huh. Anyways...
Of course, the first thing Leo would tell you is that he's the team's "Face Man."
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As the "Face Man," he’s the one that turns up the charm when they need to schmooze their way out of, or into, something.
He's the face of the group! It's a very important title, right?
Well, in this scene with Hueso, we learn what Leo really feels about his place on the team.
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"There's no team with just a face man." "I'm nothing without them."
Hmm. If he thinks that he is nothing without his brothers, then what's the deal with all of this "Number One" and "Champion" talk?
I believe that Leo is exhibiting a form of Reaction Formation.
Reaction Formation is a primitive defense mechanism that involves transforming one's unacceptable feelings or emotions into the opposite.
"Solicitude may be a reaction-formation against cruelty...romantic notions of chastity and purity may mask crude sexual desires, altruism may hide selfishness, and piety may conceal sinfulness."
Leo has been creating these grandiose titles and this larger-than-life persona for himself as a means to cope with his feelings of insecurity, his anxieties, and combat his self-deprecation.
Gee, forming a larger-than-life persona to counteract their suppressed feelings also reminds me of someone else we know…
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But, I digress...
Behind the fabrications, his insecurities, who he pretends to be, and who he wants to be, the real Leo is still on display, starting as early as the first episode.
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He's attentive, he understands the team's strengths and weaknesses, he assesses situations, he comes up with great plans on the fly, and he is a voice of reason.
These are all the characteristics of a great leader.
However, something happens when he’s actually appointed as such.
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There he goes again. He's cocky, arrogant, and act's as if he's unphased even by the prospect of loosing his brothers. If this is Reaction Formation, then what is he trying to mask with these behaviors?
Previously, he was masking his insecurities, his anxieties, and his self-deprecation, but with the faces he pulls when he thinks no one can see them, I want to say the newest emotion is fear.
He is terrified of being the leader and floundering under his new responsibilities. He's scared of the consequences of his actions, and what those consequences may mean for his brothers. However, instead of voicing his insecurities, or communicating with his team, he doubles down and falls back into old habits.
The "Face Man" persona is turned up to an 11, and things get worse and worse until...
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His greatest fears have been realized.
He has failed as a leader. He has failed his brothers. He has failed to stop the invasion, and they are all going to die because of his failures.
Now he's faced with the harsh reality of his own mistakes, thus he finally faces himself.
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"It's scary to be responsible for the lives you protect, your team...your family. But we do it anyway because that's what it means to be a hero."
He may be speaking to Raph, but he's talking about himself.
His words are his true feelings, the same feelings that have been holding him back this entire time. By opening up, he's able to surrender to himself and let it all go.
And it's the breakthrough we all have been waiting for.
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What Leo doesn't know is that through letting go, he's able to become the true face of the group he is destined to be.
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He's the face of hope.
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Previous | Being Big Red
Next | Being Purple ○ Part One • Being Purple ○ Part Two • Orange, Baby!
Finale | Being Hamato Yoshi
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Raphael's First Love—A Talk With Splinter
part of the First Love Talk miniseries!
sfw 💫 word count: 1.2k
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The old metronome in the corner of the dojo ticked on incessantly as Raphael sat in indignant silence with Master Splinter. After four outbursts, a fight with Leonardo, and days of distance, Splinter had put his foot down and called his son in for a talk about his behavior. Beneath his stern exterior, Splinter was concerned.
"Raphael, explain yourself," Splinter demanded with a calm voice, treading a thin line with his angriest son's temper. Not out of fear—Splinter could and would easily put the giant back in his place even as an old rat. That was no issue. "What has gotten into you?"
Weeks of this crap, that's what, thought Raph bitterly. Weeks of feeling sick to his stomach every time she was around, trying to put up a good front and getting embarrassed by himself or his brothers; he felt stupid. Weak. Utterly at her mercy, and she didn't even know. Good. I don't want her to. Splinter gave him a skeptical eye. He shifted his position multiple times, uncomfortable and trying to look casual. Grunted dismissively. But he knew his father was not going to take that for an answer. He let out a scoff, dodging eye contact, "Things gettin' under my shell like usual."
"But not like usual, because you are worse-off than usual," observed Splinter.
His mental health was actively declining the more he deliberated on the pang in his heart he felt when he thought about her. It made his guts twist to think about why he was so angry, why he was even afraid of her, deep down. The last thing he ever wanted to admit to himself, let alone Splinter, was that he cared what she thought. A lot.
Too much.
All of his brothers seemed so confident, and yet he was self-conscious. Why? Why do I gotta be like this?!
Raph shrugged. "You know me, master. Comes with the whole package, whether all of you like it or not." He was already moody, prone to rapidly-changing emotions. That was never a guess, it was a given. "Look, I'll do us a favor and just end this convo now—I ain't in a bad way. And Leo needs to stay in his lane comin' to you over a little fight." He started to get up, leave the terrible silence of the training room and that god awful ticking metronome. Splinter jabbed his cane into his plastron, knocking him back, and then brought it down hard on his foot. Raph yelped and stumbled down, quickly reassuring his seated position.
"Enough!" Splinter barked. "Sit, Raphael."
Splinter had his full attention, now. The top of his foot ached dully.
Raph was seething on the inside. On the outside, he slumped over his knee, hiding his face behind his thick forearm.
This was all her fault. If she hadn't fallen—literally crashed—into their lives, he would be fine. There would be no question about what to do or what he was feeling. It was always them and the shadows—no people, no complications. He always knew that would never be accepted despite craving it with every ounce of his being. Why change that? Why suddenly bring more emotions into the mix? Before her, it was all straightforward. Now, he worried if he was too brutish, too much of a freak, if his normal habits weren't so "normal". He didn't want to feel like he was under one of Donnie's microscopes, with her eye looking through the lens.
Splinter furrowed his gray brow at him, resting his hands on his cane. "This is about your self esteem, is it not?" he questioned carefully. Prying.
"You couldn't know anything about it!" Raph shouted back. He swung his hand as he spoke. "I'm a six-foot turtle, there's no changing it! No changing me!"
Sighing a light breath, Splinter closed his eyes. This was going to be the challenge for the day. No day was without its challenges. He recentered his thoughts, looking for a different angle. He wanted to speak his son's language.
"Correct, there is no changing you."
Raph stuttered on his response as his face fell almost imperceptibly, but Splinter knew every minute expression of his kids.
If she knows, I'm done for. Raphael's mind was swirling and his thoughts were reaching dead-ends left and right. There was no changing. No hope? He couldn't tell. He'd given up before he'd even tried. Because like his weapon, he was defensive, and did everything possible to protect what? Himself. His big, soft heart in there that needed some serious attention. The thought of telling her made him want to hurl. But like a moth to a flame, he kept coming right back to her, torturing himself with "what-if's" and doubts he had all the while.
"What do you want me to say, Splinter?" Raph spat with a low voice.
"I want you to be honest with yourself," Splinter replied.
Raph poked the tip of his sai into the mat before him, digging it into the material. "Okay, I'll bite," he said, "what do you think I'm lyin' about? Huh?"
He already knew the answer to that. It was everything; he rejected the shyness he felt inexplicably when she was around. He felt dirty next to her, or if he accidentally touched her, it was an ordeal. Because he was a mutant and she was a human. Out of all of her pick of people, he never could have been at the top of her list. He doubted he even made the list as an option.
Knowing Raphael was lying then, too, Splinter simply lifted his chin at him, and waited for the real answer.
The silence was getting to be too much for him. He jammed his sai into the mat, stabbing through it. But in his face was sadness, not anger. He finally admitted, "I just want to be accepted. Even just by her." Fiddling with his sai, he averted his eyes to stare at something random next to him, adding quietly, a little bashfully: "Aaaaaand sometimes I think Leo has a…better shot than me. That's why we were fightin'. I went nuts because he was gettin' along with her and it made me feel some stuff I don't want to feel."
There it was, thought Splinter, bingo. "Well, you are certainly not the first young man to make a fool of yourself over a girl."
"Master, I don't even know what to do with myself. How am I ever gonna know what to do with her?"
"The first step would be to stop ruining my mat," Splinter said as he bonked his son's head with the end of his cane, irked that he was creating a hole in it with his sai. Raph quickly tucked his weapon away. He muttered an apology. Splinter cleared his throat before continuing. "The second step would be for you to face your fears, Raphael. Accept them, conquer them. You are as you are—what humanity thinks of you is not your concern. You know who you are. I would like to think that [y/n] does as well."
Raph shifted, uncomfortable. "Yeah, I don't think she does. I don't really…"
She was all too kind, beautiful, and smart; a deadly, terrifying combination, in his predicament. He'd been plagued with dreams of being with her night after night. Not worrying about a single thing until the moment he woke up—he was stressing every morning. His anxieties always seemed to curse him cropping up in his dreams; not even in sleep could he escape her sphere of influence.
Placing a gentle hand on Raphael's shoulder, Splinter looked down at him, "Then, you show her who you really are. Raphael."
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Biology Is Hot (2012 Donnie x Fem Reader)
Anon Requested: 
 hey! I was wondering if you could do a 2012 Donatello x  reader who love biology? (She/her but if you don’t wanna do that it’s ok!)
A/N: For some reason the gifs aren’t loading. Apologies
“This creature has an extra chromosome...” You say as you look through the microscope.
Donatello looks up at you from across his lab. You both have been on the project for forever. The Foot Clan have been testing out this new mutagen on other people. It started off with lab rats, guinea pigs, dogs, and cats. Donatello just happened to pass by and snagged one. Poor little guinea pig has glowing red eyes and extra arms on it’s back that oozed some sort of substance. You both made sure to sedate it before drawing it’s blood.
“Does it?” He asks walking over to you and standing behind you.
You tense up and feel yourself blush.
“Uh yeah... In my Biology Honors class we are learning about genetic mutations as well as what Chromosomes correspond with it.” You say turning to face him
Donatello is looking at you in a way you haven’t seen before. His mouth was hanging open slightly. You can see the cute little gap in his teeth and his pupils seem to be dilated.
“A-Anyway! The little guy as a disease that affected the change in his DNA. I think that is why he is oozing. His body is trying to reject it... The thing must be suffering...” You say frowning before turning around to write in your notes.
“Can I see?” Donnie asks and you nod.
You go to move out of the way but you find yourself caged between his arms as he leans over your shoulder to look the the microscope. You couldn’t tell if it was your heart pumping or if it was the bass from Raphaels music in your ears. Your face must be beet red.
“Great job Y/N! That’s my girl!” He exclaims as he pulls away from you and messes up your hair.
Your face couldn’t possibly burn any redder. “Y-You’re welcome Donnie!”
He pulls away and smiles a big smile.
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“How is your Biology class going? You got boosted to honors huh?”
Donatello didn’t know how to feel about you. You were breathtakingly beautiful. You had a love for science, you were never bored or tired of his ramblings, and holy shell your mind seemed to be on par with his. He can hear you talk about your class now but all he can focus on was your lips and how you moved when you talk. He would kiss you, but who would want to be kissed by a turtle? 
“Yeah! That’s great!” Donatello says trying to add to the conversation.
He finds it very hot that you like Biology and try to take the time to try and understand other types of sciences. He has been sending you cute little science puns but you haven’t been getting the hints, but he will keep trying. He likes you so he will spend the rest of his time with you trying to get you to realize his feels, even if he doesn’t outright say it.
“Well I have to go Donnie! See you tomorrow?” You ask and he nods trying to hide his face of disappointment.
He waits for your hug that you normally give him. You pointed out that he is a tucker, which means he tucks his head into your neck when he hugs back and he does just that.
“Hey uh... Maybe we can...” Donnie draws out jeez this is embarrassing.
“Yes?” You ask. You have this glint in your eyes, but it seems to diminish after he says this.
“How about we hang out and... I help you with you Algebra homework! You have been struggling right?” 
Oh god. He is rambling and your face looks so dejected for a moment until you smile again.
“Sure! We can get pizza as well! Call it a date?” You ask hopefully.
Donnie’s face would be a crimson red out of both excitement and embarrassment. He wanted to be the one to ask you out, but this could work!
“Y-Yeah it’s a date!” He exclaims
You giggle before pressing a kiss to his cheek and dashing out of there.
Raphael just happens to be passing by so he pokes his head in.
“What’s up with her?” He asks
“I my friend have got a date! Now leave! I need to make the lab perfect!” He says before shoving Raph out of the room and locking it.
“I have to make this right...”
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Heyyyy! Do you still do tmnt 2012 fics? If so can you write a Donnie x fem reader one shot? it could go like this: reader has been friends with the turtles for a while and developed feeling for Donnie and has been struggling to confess cuz he still has a thing for April
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a/n: Hello lovely kite anon!! I absolutely adore this request and did my best for 2012 Donnie, so I really hope you enjoy this! He always deserved better imo, writers did April so dirty
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“So, the usual?” 
Donnie looks up from his tinkering, nodding at you gratefully with a tired smile. His eyes are surrounded by dark circles, having stayed up the past few days to finish working on the Shellraiser.
“Are you sure you don’t wanna try something new? Be adventurous?” You ask, already calling the pizza place you usually order from. 
“What would you suggest?” 
“Hawaiian pizza.” 
“Surely you jest,” Donnie frowns at the suggestion, your joking tone making him relax slightly. Surely you wouldn’t. You give him a nonchalant shrug, starting to speak to the staff that picks up the phone.
“One large Hawaiian Pizza, please, with extra pineapples.”
The wrench clatters to the floor. He sits upright, eyes wide, when he registers your words. “That’s it; you’re no longer welcome at the lair.”
You chuckle with a roll of your eyes as he resumes his tinkering. “And another large pepperoni pizza as well.” You add before giving them the address of the alleyway and hanging up.
You see him breathe a sigh of relief, walking over and peering over his shoulder at the gadget he’s tinkering with. “So, what’s the progress on the Shellraiser?” You ask, intrigued by the device on his desk. 
He’s about to answer, but his phone buzzing distracts him. He checks the screen, and a photo of April shows up. “One sec,” He holds up a finger to you, immediately picking up her call.
You purse your lips, slightly displeased by how he brushed you off so quickly. You try to shrug off the uncomfortable sensation that settles on your shoulders, sitting down on his seat and spinning around while scrolling through social media. 
You hoped it wasn’t about April coming over again. You had been looking forward to your movie night for weeks. Especially after you had finally mustered up the courage to ask him, only for him to take it as a friendly hangout instead of a date. You hesitated in correcting him, as he was still blinded by love for April.
You held nothing against the girl; you had seen how she looked at Casey Jones. But you couldn’t bring yourself to tell Donnie; you couldn’t handle the guilt of the heartbreak he’d go through.
It’s almost pitiful how you always push aside your feelings to make him happy. April needs help with an essay? Sure, you wouldn’t mind him ditching you for that instead. April wants to rant about friends at school? Of course, you didn’t mind him leaving the middle of a gaming session to rush over to her place.
But the ache in your heart worsens with every prick of envy whenever he prioritizes her instead of you. 
This is what having a one-sided love is like, you suppose. However, you’re quickly reaching your limit to how much heartache you were willing to take. But after weeks of him putting off the movie night in favour of hanging out with April, surely he wouldn’t do it again, right? Not after you had explicitly said you had looked forward to it.
“You won’t believe this! April’s coming over because she needs help with her chemistry homework! I’m sorry, Y/n, can we postpone movie night? You don’t mind, do you?” Donnie asks, already knowing that you’d understand.
A flicker of irritation pricks your heart, and you cross your arms. “Again? You already kept putting off movie nights because of her. I’ve been waiting for weeks, even rented the DVD for the fifth time, Donnie.” You can feel the annoyance in your tone, unable to hide it any longer. You cross your arms, almost glaring at him.
“I’m sorry, Y/n. I’ll reimburse you the amount. How about we hang out tomorrow instead?” Donnie offers, still absentmindedly tinkering away.
“But for now, since she’s coming over, could you give us some privacy?” He asks with a sheepish grin, his eyes full of dumbstruck love when he glances at the picture of her on his phone.
“Yeah, I’m sure you’d absolutely love that.” You mutter snarkily, all the warmth gone from your voice.
"What?" The skin above Donnie's autumn brown eyes furrows, surprised by your sudden remark. 
You stare at the floor, words strangled in your throat as you debate whether or not to say what's on your mind.
“I’m tired of seeing you always rush to her with a simple call of your name, a single flick of her finger. When it comes to her, nothing else matters to you. Not even me.”
“That’s not true, Y/n.” Donnie tries to defend himself, wondering what it was he said that triggered this sudden outburst from you.
“Yes, it is, and you don’t see that there’s better out there for you. You don’t notice at all.”
“What’re you talking about?” Now he’s even more confused, worry filling his chest as he processes the pain in your eyes. Maybe you had watched another sad show again, which was why you reacted this way.
He didn’t think you’d mind since you always brushed it off like it was nothing, so why was this time any different?
"You don't know what it feels like, Y/n, to be stuck in a one-sided relationship." Donnie chuckles, not really minding your earlier response. 
You frown, standing up and walking over to stand opposite where he sits at his desk. Anger pricks your eyes as you start to feel them water. 
"I know how it feels, Donnie. Because I like you."
You’re horrified as soon as you blurt out the words, hands gripping his desk so tightly the skin on your knuckles turns white. 
He glances up at you with pure shock; your confession is the last thing he expected. His jaw goes slack, lips parted in an 'o'. 
"I hate how you'd do anything for her, choose her over anyone any day —choose her over me. It frustrates me because I know you deserve better." You brush your fingers through your hair, sighing exasperatedly as you ramble. May as well say everything since you had already confessed anyway.
"Just... forget it." You finally calm yourself down, pink dusting your cheeks when you realize what you've just done. You leave the lab, heading back home to scream into your pillow.
Donnie watches you leave, still in shock, as he processes the sudden confession that had come out of the blue.
April walks in moments after, his eyes still trained on the door you left through.
"Donnie? Are you good?" April waves her hand in front of his face, snapping him out of his dazed state.
"Y-yeah," He replies flusteredly, using his arm to push aside the tools scattered on his desk to make space for the girl he's had a crush on since day one.
"So, I'm confused about this part of molecular biology." He can barely register April's words, his thoughts drifting back to the pure pain that clouded your face earlier.
Have you always felt that way?
Why hadn't he noticed? 
"-onnie? Donnie!" 
He's returned to reality again when April calls his name, looking down at her with an apologetic smile. 
"Seriously, what's going on?" April asks worriedly.
He hesitates. "Y/n confessed to me…" He admits quietly, fidgeting with his fingers and tapping them against each other.
A slow grin spreads across April's lips. "She did?? About time!!" 
"W-wait, you knew?" Donnie asks, shocked by this sudden revelation. April nods eagerly, eyes shining with joy as she leans in. 
"So? What'd you say?"
"I didn't say anything." Donnie rubs the back of his neck, guilt consuming him from how he reacted earlier.
April leans back in her seat, crossing her arms with a disapproving glance. "You should call her. This homework isn't due until the end of the week anyway." She shuts her laptop, Donnie watching her leave after she gives him an encouraging thumbs up.
"You guys would make a cute couple." She remarks casually, making her exit.
Donnie's left in his lab, alone. He picks up his phone, scrolling through his contacts until your name appears. He gulps, suddenly nervous.
You were clearly angry from how you stormed out of his lab. But he presses down on your name on the screen, a picture of you appearing on the screen as he calls you.
His stomach feels funny, nauseous even. He gnaws on his bottom lip, eyes darting around his lab as anticipation grows with each ring.
You pick up the call on the way back home from the lair.
"Hello?" You ask hesitantly. Maybe this call was him rejecting you. Your heart clenches in pain at the thought, taking a nervous breath.
On the other end of the phone, Donnie's lips part. He can't think of any words to say, his mind going blank when he hears your voice.
However, one thought lingers in his mind — the question on the tip of his tongue. He swallows the sudden lump in his throat, licks his dry lips, and starts to speak.
"How long?"
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baby learning object permanence
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