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fishsticksloser · 1 month ago

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hii! Hope you’re doing well! Can I have some hcs or imagines of the rise bois (separate) tryna be romantic with S/o, but either S/o’s friend or their bros are always just… there. Like the song “You, Me, and Steve” type thing lol

You, Me, and Steve

Rottmnt x gn!reader

Warnings: dating, interruptions, frustration, not written as headcanons

A/N: hello! sorry I've been gone again, I've been in a lot of pain lately. Mikey and Leo's are short cause I feel like they'd just be more honest.

Donnie

Donnie sighs heavily, resting his chin on his hand. The two of you were supposed to have a nice dinner alone, but someone just had to butt in.

"What are you getting?" Leo asks, grinning at you and Donnie.

You can see Donnie's hands grip his napkin as he glares at Leo. His knuckles are turning white from how hard he's holding onto it. "A nice dinner alone with my partner?" Donnie grits out, his knuckles popping when he lets go of the napkin.

"Just pretend I'm not here!" Leo chirps, smiling brightly as he goes back to reading the menu.

"That's... You're asking the impossible." Donnie huffs, kicking Leo under the table.

"Ow!" Leo whines, reaching down to rub his leg. "It's never been a problem before! Do you just not like spending time with me anymore? I'm hurt!"

Leo sniffs and Donnie rolls his eyes, clearly growing more and more frustrated. You reached out, trying to calm him, but he was already so close to exploding it didn't help.

"I love spending time with you, Leo, but I want alone time with my partner too! You keep coming on all our dates and won't leave. I've tried to be nice, but I'm tired of you always having to be with me!" Donnie snapped, looking at Leo with the furry of a thousand suns.

"Geez, Don... Sorry..." Leo winces, standing up. "I'll just see you at home then..."

Donnie turns to you once he's gone, looking concerned. "I apologize... I didn't mean to ruin our night."

"It's okay." You reassure him, your hand resting on his. "I just wish it didn't come to that... Will Leo be okay?"

"Yeah... I'll apologize to him when I get home."

Leo

Leo churrs and nuzzles into you, feeling you laugh when he churrs louder. The vibrations from his churrs rumbling through you too. His tail wags, spinning like a helicopter.

"You're so warm!" Leo practically purrs, kissing and nipping at your cheek. You playfully try to push him away, his churrs tickling a little.

"And you're heavy!" Your hands press to his plastron as you laugh. He laughs with you, nibbling on your cheek.

"Leo! Don't crush my favorite person!" Mikey whines from his spot on the floor where he had been painting.

Leo sighs softly, sitting up and looking down at the floor. "Mikey... You know I love you, but... Could you please leave? I just want some alone time with my partner."

"But-" Mikey starts, but Leo shoots him a look. The orange turtle pouts a little, starting to collect his things.

Leo turns to you after hearing the door click shut. "Sorry about that, sugar. Where were we?"

Mikey

Mikey always did his best to accommodate your best friend, but he honestly was getting tired of always having them around. He wanted to be alone with his baby, able to be himself completely, not a watered down version.

"Baaaby..." Mikey whines softly, pulling you to him. He buries his face in your neck, chuffing. "Can it just be us? I don't want your friend to be with us tonight... They're just gonna complain about what I make."

You look down at him, seeing his pout and pleading eyes. It was true, every time the two of you had a creative date, like tonight, your friend complained about what Mikey made.

"Don't worry, Mikes, I didn't tell them where we're going. So just us." You reply, kissing his snout.

He chirps happily, his tail wagging. "I'm gonna paint you the prettiest vase so you can fill it up with the flowers I get you!"

Raph

Raph's tail thumped against the ground as both of you set out stuff for your picnic. Your friend was helping a little, which upset him greatly. He wanted this to just be the two of you, yet here they were, butting in like always.

"Can I... Talk to you privately, sweets?" Raph asks quietly, gently tugging your arm. You nodded and followed him to a tree out of your friend's ear shot.

"What's wrong?" You question, holding his hand.

"I wanted it to just be the two of us..." He mumbles, feeling a little nervous. He's not sure how you're going to take it, but he wants to be honest. "I like your friend, but... They're always joining us on dates and it's..."

"It's...?" You press gently, cupping his cheek.

Raph takes a deep breath, turning his head to kiss your palm. "It's frustrating. I want to... I want time with just you where I don't have to worry about making your friend uncomfortable." He closes his eyes, feeling anxious about your reaction.

You let go of his cheek, his heart sinking. He opens his eyes, seeing you walk over to your friend. Your friend seems frustrated, but drops what they had been carrying and goes to the car.

"There. Just us now... I wish you would've told me before." You smile, walking back up to him.

"I didn't wanna upset you." He murmurs, leaning down to nuzzle your cheek affectionately.

"You not being honest was more upsetting than you being honest."

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delulu-julia · 3 months ago

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Hi! This is my first time requesting on this blog, so I hope I do it right 🙏

I have two requests but you can choose whichever you want and go from there!

First one: TMNT 2012 boys and what would their type be? I know all of them had at least one love interest in canon, but I'm wondering what do you think that would both be good for them and/or that they would find attractive.

Second: What would a foreigner reader dating/being in a relationship with TMNT boys include? I would really appreciate an 'as long as it goes' kind of hc post with lots of fluff, but please don't force yourself to meet those!!

Good day/night/noon and happy writing hehe 👉👈

Tmnt 2012 boys and their Ideal type

I LOVE both ideas, so I might do the second one when I’ll get more time, thank you for requesting!! Also, it’s just my opinion, nothing more but silly headcanons, I can be wrong

But let me be clear here. It seems to me that love is a very vague feeling that consists of many factors. First impression, further interaction, your role in the story, attitude to things and so on. As for me, it is impossible to fall in love AT FIRST SIGHT ,, I don’t know why I write this, nobody cares about it anyway. So, enjoy!!

Leonardo

What he needs:

Leo is very responsible, and he always thinks for others. He carries the weight of leadership on his shoulders, so he needs someone who can ground him—a partner who is patient, understanding, and can remind him that he doesn’t have to bear everything alone. Someone who respects his dedication but also encourages him to relax

What he finds attractive:

Confidence, but not arrogance. He admires people who are sure of themselves. Also he respects those who are self-assured without feeling the need to announce it constantly

Graceful, composed individuals who can keep their cool in stressful situations immediately catch his attention. He is drawn to people who can think rationally, understand others emotions, and avoid impulsive reactions. He doesn’t mind disagreements, but if someone starts yelling and throwing words around in anger, it turns him off immediately. He needs someone who can have a conversation, not just try to “win” an argument

Small gestures of affection — a hand on his wrist, a soft gaze, a gentle smile in his direction — ignite a deep sense of warmth inside him

He’s not looking for a genius, but he appreciates a natural curiosity about the world. If someone shares new knowledge with enthusiasm, he’ll listen with genuine interest. A love for reading, deep thinking, and exploring different cultures (especially Japanese culture) will immediately intrigue him

Leo is used to being responsible and needs a partner who trusts his decisions but isn’t afraid to speak their mind. Respecting his role while also being able to gently point out his mistakes earns his deep admiration

A partner who isn’t afraid to challenge his ideas also captivates him. Hearing “Are you sure about that? What if you look at it this way?” never fails to impress him. He doesn’t want someone who simply nods and agrees with everything he says. He seeks balance — a calm but confident individual.

At first, Leo might be seen little cold, but he’s not. He’s just reserved. The ability to bring out his genuine smile leaves an unforgettable impression on him

He especially enjoys witty humor—clever jokes and light sarcasm. Mikey’s silly memes? Not his thing. But sharp remarks and playful teasing? He notices them, and he might even return the favor

His ideal partner is someone who is emotionally mature but has a playful side when he needs a break. Leo values depth—in both emotions and thoughts. He needs someone who can be strong yet gentle, confident yet understanding, intelligent yet humble. And if you can make him trust you and smile, he’s not going anywhere

Raphael

What he needs:

Raph needs someone who can stand up to him but isn’t reckless. He’s drawn to people with a backbone—someone who won’t let him push them away when he’s frustrated but also won’t enable his worst habits

What he finds attractive:

He’s used to people being intimidated by him, so when someone doesn’t flinch at his temper and instead calls him out on his nonsense? Instant attraction. Meeting his fiery nature with a smirk instead of fear or annoyance instantly catches his attention

Passion. Whether it’s for fighting, art, music — just something that drives you

He lives for banter. Matching his sarcasm and teasing him back earns his silent respect. He might roll his eyes or pretend to be annoyed, but if you catch him smirking afterward? He loves it.

Raph is protective to a fault, but he’s not looking for someone fragile. He wants a partner who can stand on their own, who doesn’t need him but chooses to be with him. Handling your own battles while still allowing him to step in when things get really tough is a quality he deeply admires

Loyalty is everything to him. When you prove that you’ve got his back, no matter what, he’ll be hooked

He’s drawn to people who aren’t afraid to get their hands dirty—someone who won’t hesitate to jump into battle beside him or stand up for what they believe in

If you ever physically shield him from danger, even for a second? Expect his heart to race in ways he won’t say.

Initiating affection casually, without making a big deal about it, completely melts him. Just don’t expect him to ask for it outright — he’ll stubbornly wait for you to do it first

Protective instincts. Raph is usually the protector, but when someone looks out for him? Yeah, he’s gone

Raph doesn’t just want anyone—he wants someone who can handle him, who can stand beside him, not behind him. Someone who gives as good as they get, but also brings out his softer side. If you’re loyal, strong, playful, and willing to call him out when he’s being an idiot — congrats, you’ve just won over the hot-headed tough guy with a heart of gold

Donatello

What he needs:

Donnie isn’t someone who falls in love easily, but when he does, he falls hard. He doesn’t just want a pretty face (let’s just ignore the “April incident” here, mmokay? I'm inclined to think that Donnie fell in love with April JUST because she was the first person he saw, and like she was in trouble and he wanted to save her and blah blah so on. He didn't fall in love, but wanted to be something important and necessary for her. But I think, love is not built on the desire to save someone, but on deep mutual understanding. Donnie paid attention only to how he felt next to April, but not to how she herself thought, how she treated other people, what her dreams, values, and outlook on life were. Over time, it became clear that they didn’t have much in common. If Donnie were really looking for love, he would choose it not by first impression, but by the criteria that are important in long-term relationships. I will write about them below, but this applies to all turtles. Each female character in the show, in my opinion, was not love, but simply a first crush, and these are different things. As i wrote above, donnie's love for april is empty, like a soap bubble, there’s no good intersection, just good first impression. That’s why i call it “April incident”. Because april was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, by incident, and ended up in donnie's attention. if it was any other pretty girl/guy in her place, donnie would have been so crazy about them too. It’s wasn’t April, it’s was his inexperience. But If we're talking about the real slow burn without external factors, and the deep, strong love, then) —he’s drawn to depth, intelligence, and a connection that stimulates both his heart and mind. He’s spent so much time feeling like an outsider that finding someone who truly sees him? That’s what will steal his heart.

What he finds attractive:

Being a genius isn’t necessary — having a deep passion for something is more than enough to captivate him. He loves deep conversations. If you randomly drop a philosophical question or nerdy fact into a conversation? He’ll notice it. He finds it insanely attractive when someone can keep up with him mentally — or, even better, teach him something new

Donnie pours his heart into his inventions, and nothing makes him feel more valued than someone who cares about what he creates.

If you ever watch him work, ask him questions, or genuinely compliment his skills, he’ll get all flustered. Bonus points if you say something like “You’re a genius, Don! ” with total sincerity — his cheeks will glow

He’s used to being the ‘background guy’ — the one who isn’t as loud or attention-grabbing as his brothers. He needs someone who sees his worth without him having to prove it. If you’re the kind of person who listens when he rambles about science or tech, who waits for him to finish his thoughts instead of cutting him off, he’ll treasure that

He’s attracted to kindness, to people who have a warm and understanding aura. As long as you’re patient with his occasional awkwardness, you will have a special place in his heart

Donnie is a thinker, but he also wants someone who helps him feel more. If you’re open with your emotions, he’ll admire that. When you get vulnerable with him, or you trust him with your deepest fears or hopes, he’ll cherish that trust more than anything

He won’t say it, but he loves being taken care of, even in small ways. It makes him feel safe. He’s always looking out for his brothers, always overworking himself. Someone who gently reminds him to rest, eat, and breathe? He melts.

You place a snack near him while he’s working, drape a blanket over his shoulders, or run your fingers through his bandana when he’s stressed — he’ll fall for you so fast.

He acts like he’s fine without it, but if you casually touch him — placing a hand on his shoulder, brushing his fingers when handing him something — he’ll get flustered. He’s not great at asking for affection, so if you initiate it, he’ll be so happy. The first time you hug him without reason, just because you felt like it, he won’t know what to do with himself

Donnie is drawn to intelligence, kindness, and emotional depth—but more than anything, he falls for someone who makes him feel understood. Someone who listens when he speaks, encourages his passions, and reminds him that he doesn’t have to carry everything alone. If you do that, congratulations—you’ve just stolen the heart of the most inteligente turtle in New York

Michelangelo

What he needs:

Mikey may seem like the type to fall for anyone who gives him attention, but in reality, he craves something real. He wants a love that’s fun, passionate, and full of life, but also one that grounds him. He falls for someone who embraces his playful nature but also understands that beneath all the jokes. He has a heart that loves deeply

What he finds attractive:

Mikey needs someone who gets his jokes, or at least enjoys them. You actually match his humor, throwing back jokes and playful teasing? He’s already crushing. He’ll adore you even more when you can keep up with his energy—whether it’s dancing, parkour, or spontaneous fun

People often underestimate Mikey, treating him like just the “goofball” of the team. But he’s more than that — he’s creative, emotional, empathetic and incredibly loyal. He’s drawn to someone who sees his depth, who recognizes that his joy isn’t just silliness — it’s his way of dealing with the darkness around him

If you ever say something like “You’re not just comic relief, Mikey. You’re the heart”—he might actually cry

Being an artist isn’t necessary. Mikey just loves people who appreciate creativity. If you enjoy street art, cool music, or even just doodling on napkins, he’ll feel a special connection with you. Even join him in one of his creative hobbies —painting graffiti, cooking weird food or writing dumb rhymes —he’ll be smitten

Mikey wears his heart on his sleeve, so he’s drawn to people who aren’t afraid to express their feelings

If you’re the type to openly tell him you care, give him random hugs, or shower him with compliments, he’ll thrive. If you ever casually say “You make my life better just by being in it, Mikey” — expect him to cling to you forever

Mikey’s life is unpredictable, and he loves people who can roll with the chaos. If you’re open to trying new things —whether it’s exploring abandoned subway tunnels, testing out crazy food combos, or pulling harmless pranks — he’s all in. When you say “Let’s do something fun and kinda reckless” he’ll grin and respond something like “You’re speaking my language, angel”

For all his confidence, Mikey does get insecure sometimes—about being the youngest, about not being taken seriously. He needs someone who reassures him without making a big deal of it.

You just sit with him when he’s feeling down, no pressure, just presence? He’ll remember it forever. You casually run your fingers through his bandana while cuddling? Yeah, he’s in love.

Mikey lives for unexpected moments, so when you do something totally random —like breaking into dance in the middle of a fight or making up a ridiculous nickname for him — he’ll adore you. You’re the type to start a food fight just because? Or you wake him up at 3 AM just to say “Mikey, do you think pigeons have deep thoughts?” — he’ll be like “We’re soulmates”

This boy loves for physical touch. Hugs? Yes. Hand-holding? Absolutely. Cuddling? Mandatory. If you randomly tackle him in a hug, drape yourself over his shell, or hold his face in your hands? Prepare for giggles and happy squeals. If you ever kiss his cheek and say “You’re my sunshine” he’ll be so gone for you.

Mikey doesn’t just fall for someone fun — he falls for someone who sees him, someone who embraces life the way he does but also makes him feel safe. A playful, affectionate, and slightly chaotic nature, combined with kindness and understanding, is enough to steal his heart

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blueberri-blu · 8 months ago

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Hi hi! I've been thinking about your prompt list so I thought screw it I'll put in my first ever ask lol, I thought #3 would fit bayverse Raph so well as a (light) angst to fluff confession?

I've never done this before so if I messed something up please disregard and have a great day/night ( ´∀`)

Of course!! I'd love to!

Horns 𓆩♡𓆪

[Bayverse] Raph x gn!reader

Prompt #3: "Why aren't you dating them?" "I'd probably destroy them" "They'd be into that"

𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪

Raph's brothers were annoyed as fuck to be honest

You and their red clad brother have so much romantic tension it's unbearable

So, originally Mikey and Donnie got together to form a plan, they were going to try to leave you two in the lair, by yourselves, in hopes that you and Raph would work yourselves out.

However, Leo being... Leo, he stood nearby, listening, and occasionally giving ideas

But, they knew better, they knew they couldn't tell raph about their plan until the very last minute.

So... They went on

Secretly sneaking out to get things like fairy lights, your favorite movies on CDs, etc.

They noticed that Raph stocked up on your favorite foods and snacks in the lair already, so they saw this as an opportunity for Raph to show off how much he cares.

It was perfect. Their plan was immaculate, with Donnie confirming it had about an 85% success rate, with Mikey piping up that if it was more than 50, that's all the reassurance they needed

Their plan was starting to fall into place.

First, Mikey set up fairy lights in the living area, with the excuse of making it more homey.

Then, Donnie started fixing up their tv, giving it upgrades and such for better resolution and sound.

Then, Leo was in charge of making sure everyone would be out of the lair, so you and Raph wouldn't have any interruptions

Hell, even Master Splinter stepped in by making sure to get on Raph's case about making sure his room was clean.

Everything was ready.

Now... For the hardest part...

Getting Raph on board.

They decided that the best one to tell him was Mikey, seeing as he was closest to Raph.

And needless to say, Raph was... Upset

"The fuck do You mean "my chance" Mikey!?"

"well... You know, you two are already practically dating right? I mean, y'all almost kissed last movie night!" Mikey was... A bit nervous

"how 'bout, all of you stay the fuck out of my business!!"

"Oh c'mon big bro! We already texted y/n to come over and everything! You wouldn't wanna let 'em down riiiiight?"

Raph hated how all of his brothers adorned a smug grin, had an itch to punch it off their faces

It's not that raph didn't like you, he really did

But you were just so kind! Yet strong! And passionate,

You knew how to be calm, you could be kind to everyone,

He tried to convince himself that this was why he wouldn't ask you out, but in reality, he knew you liked him

You'd laugh at all of his jokes, grabbing his arm

You'd cuddle up to him on movie nights while looking at his lips, then his eyes

He almost lost himself last movie night, almost let you two kiss

But he pulled away last minute, and he could see your eyes fall from the rejection

"arggghh Mikey! Why d'y'all have to be so fuckin' nosy!"

"Raph! Why are you so upset! You like them, and they obviously like you!! What's got your panties in a twist bro!"

"Why aren't you dating them?"

"because..."

"I'd probably destroy them!"

"I'd probably be into that"

Raph froze, it was as if a glacier had fallen on his head

He couldn't believe it

How long had you been there? How much did you here? Why did you respond like that?

Mikey practically squealed, Donnie pumped his fist in the air in victory, and Leo still adorned that same smug grin

Raph turned around, finally facing you

You were blushing like crazy, yet you were looking up at him as if he was the best person in the world

His brothers decided to retreat, leaving you two alone in the lair under the fairly lights

Raph felt as if he had died and come back to life, only to get a heart attack, he was... Afraid, of what? He didn't know, but his heart was pounding in a way that you could hear it from outside of his plastron

"look... Raph... I don't want to force you or pressure you or anything of the sort, but... If you like me, I'd like to know why you don't want to date me? Please?"

"I ... I jus don't wanna hurt ya..."

"oh, Big Guy, it's ok... I really don't think you are capable of doing so... But arguments are normal in a relationship, it's just about working them out, together"

By now, Raph had one arm slinked around your waist

Raph whispered "I'd like that... y/n, I love you"

"aw, I love you too big guy" you whispered back

And you two closed the distance, starting off with soft pecks, which slowly turned into longer kisses

The night ended with you in his arms after watching your favorite movie, snacks littered the floor, and Raph taking in your features under the soft glow of the yellow lights.

𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪𓆩♡𓆪

I really love this idea, I hadn't even thought of that! I was definitely debating between Raph and rottmnt Leo!

I hope you liked it! Please feel free to request again! Thank you so much for the ask, anon ^^

I live y'all <3

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ablobwhowrites · 1 month ago

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HEAR ME OUT PLEASE

MURDER DRONE READER X YAN TRANSFORMERS (ANY VERSION COUNTS BUT SPECIALLY TFP AND TFA)

(YOUR COOKING. Also as for this yap session, I'll try to do every yandere transformers I can think of so sorry if I miss one. And I made this one into a dissembly drone so hopefully you guys like it and also all knowledge for this is from the murder drone shows lore and had to look up the abilities for disassembly drones in the show for this and if you guys like it, I'll totally do more with yandere transformers with murder drone y/n. Might make one that's the worker drone y/n, If you guys want.)

Yandere TFA: for this one I imagine that Dr sumdac found murder drone y/n in a damaged ship that they crash landed in and was temporarily offline. But after waking up, Dr sumdac kinda kept y/n at his lab because like the ship was a mess and y/n tries to find stuff around this city and when scavenging for parts, accidentally was found by prowl as y/n tried to sneak into the autobot base for supplies to repair their ship. Y/n is friends with the autobots now and y/n thinks its nice as they do like prowl for being quiet and letting them charge and hang upsidedown on the tree he has in his room that is a nice rest place but then gets interrupted when bumblebee or sari come in to get y/n (I like the idea of dissembly drones bascially being like a bat and hanging upside down to sleep.) plus once y/n had bumblebee and sari panic because y/n hadn't had any oil and was overheating so bad (I like the fact that dissembly drones have to periodically drink oil because they over heat.) But luckily the base had some oil on hand and now ratchet or any of the autobots ask if y/n had some oil before and sari also makes sure of this because she doesn't want that to happen again as y/n is kinda like a sibling to her. But also it's worse with the decepticons as blitzwing with his three personalities, random scares y/n a lot cause once random says a lot.

Tfp: y/n was basically found by the decepticons first and y/n thought they were alright but a bit scary but still they were nice and all but y/n wondered why they never let y/n leave the ship even when going to earth or just say that it's taking them a while to find y/n's crew and return y/n to them. But escaping from the nemesis, they basically wandered into the small town and met miko first and miko was only able to take a picture of y/n but it was more like a silhouette of them as they got spooked a bit and tried to scare miko away thinking she was a threat before running away and of course miko showed the autobots, jack and raph but this raised a lot of concerns because what if this thing in Miko's picture is a threat so they go to capture y/n and bring them back to base but now y/n stays at the base after being now proven not to be a threat to humans or anything really but will kill if they wanted to but don't really. With the oil situation I do imagine that it's similar to tfa situation where y/n hadn't had any in a long time so began to over heat cause of it but tfp ratchet noticed it quickly and now ratchet and everyone makes sure they had their oil for today because they don't wanna be freaking out over y/n basically overheating again. The autobots, kids and decepticons like y/n as they basically are a walking death machine but choose not to be sometimes because like earth got cool shit here for them to mess around with as for the autobots it's a bit of fresh air having someone like y/n around them who doesn't know about this cybertronian war and the kids like y/n especially miko who thinks they are so cool with all their gadgets, wings and tail. The decepticons are also actively looking for y/n so yeah.

Yandere Rescue bots: Y/n again crushed on earth but didn't know that they'd accidentally crash into a road and a few buildings on their way down but no one got hurt. Y/n escaped out of the small ship they were in and oddly alone but here to rescue bots come to help the situation and y/n a bit injured because it was a rough land, y/n tried to be hidden but was found by a human and was caught by chase who had no idea what y/n was but thought it was a rogue robot or something like that until y/n basically began to panic and tried to freeze themselves kinda like how a cat tried to squeeze through a small crack in a door or something and chief burns was the one who kinda saved y/n from being thrown out or put some somewhere and let them into the burns family as y/n needed a place to stay after telling them what happened to them. The rescue bots and bruns family has taken a liking to y/n but blades absolutely gets terrified when seeing y/n at night with their glowing eyes and all but in the day he's alright, Codey finds y/n cool that they can make any tools or basically anything with their switchable hands thing to make a gun, the little knife fingers or something else like that and they can fly too. Boulder likes having y/n on his shoulders just to keep them near him plus it gives y/n a good place to land or rest at because boulders shoulders are a big enough landing spot, chase teaches all the basic information about regulations on flying and weapons safety to y/n who is mostly confused by this cause they aren't a plane and aren't planning to fly over restricted areas at all nor use their weapons for anything but y/n goes have to wear this cap on their tail because of the acid in it and it's a sharp needle that could accidentally poke someone or something. Heatwave didn't like y/n at first and saw them as a walking safety hazard but grew on them as they always talked to him like they knew eachother for forever and other things that I couldn't list because we'd be here forever, heatwave likes to have y/n on his shoulders sometimes like how boulder does but always looked over to check in y/n is still on or flew off but heatwave in short likes having y/n around him and taking his audio receptors off as its become kinda like comforting white noise to him.

(Sorry for the kinda long wait on this request but I didn't wanna make it to long plus I will do a part two for it if you'd ask me to! But if you guys want more of this please don't be shy and request any ideas for stories or y/n's you have! But for now please stay safe and drink water!)

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httpvomitello · 7 months ago

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can I please request a Bayverse Tmnt platonic where they find us abandoned as a baby in an alley completely abandoned still newborn little girl and take in as baby sister with some headcanons how they act with baby us since small baby+big mutant turtle= panic of breaking it🫠🥰and like how they raise us since we can’t do shit alone since we’re newborn

Hello! Sorry it took me a while to write, but I hope you like it~ ♡♡♡♡

btw guys, after I finish writing the other two TMNT requests, I'll take a break from writing about the turtles and focus more on other requests like Harry Potter and House Of The Dragon!

A New Family *⁠.⁠✧

The cold air of the night wrapped around the city like a blanket, the streets eerily quiet except for the occasional rustling of a rat or the distant hum of a car. The turtles had just finished their latest mission—fighting off Foot Clan soldiers in a city alley—but as they walked back to their hideout, something unusual caught their attention.

A soft cry echoed from the shadows.

“Did you hear that?” Leo asked, his sharp instincts kicking in as he signaled for the others to stop.

Raph, who was already in his usual gruff mood, frowned. “Probably just a stray animal, Leo. Let’s go.”

But something told Leo this wasn’t a stray animal. It sounded too… human. He motioned for the team to follow him as he carefully made his way toward the sound.

As they rounded a corner, they saw it—a small bundle wrapped in a dirty, torn blanket, a newborn baby girl lying abandoned in the cold. The faint cries were pitiful, and even though they were turtles, the sight struck them all to their core.

“What the heck...?” Mikey whispered with confusion and concern.

Leo immediately knelt beside the bundle, cautiously lifting it to see the tiny face of the baby girl. She was barely a few days old, her skin pale and fragile, and her tiny fists clenched. Her large eyes blinked up at them, confused but desperate, as if looking for a source of comfort.

Raph’s expression softened. “Who would leave a baby out here?”

Donnie checked the baby’s body for any signs of injury or illness. He placed his finger gently on her small hand, and she instinctively gripped it, a reflex that made Donnie pause. He knew this was beyond his scientific knowledge, but seeing this tiny, helpless girl in front of him struck a chord in his heart.

“We need to get her back to the lair. She’s in shock,” Donnie said, his voice uncharacteristically soft. “We should take her in. She’s not safe out here.”

Leo nodded in agreement. “We can’t just leave her here. Let's go, Master Splinter can help us too.”

And just like that, a new responsibility was born.

Back in the lair, things quickly became chaotic as the turtles tried to figure out what to do with the newborn. The sight of the tiny girl in their hands, especially with their big, mutant forms, made everyone anxious. The idea of holding something so fragile, so small, seemed impossible to most of them, but they didn’t hesitate.

Leo cradled her in his arms as he paced, muttering to himself. “Okay, okay, we need to find out where she came from, and how we can take care of her.”

Donnie had already begun scanning her with his tech, checking for any signs of health problems and trying to figure out how to get her to sleep. But the sight of the tiny girl in his arms left him almost paralyzed with uncertainty. He’d fixed robots, fought mutants, and even performed surgeries on his brothers, but this? This was a whole new level.

"Guys, what do we do with a baby?" Raph asked, looking at the girl in disbelief. "I don’t know anything about kids. She’s tiny! What if I break her?"

Mikey, who had been excited to help, looked equally confused. “What if she cries for too long? What do we do if she gets hungry? Do we even know how to feed her?”

Leo shot them both a reassuring look. “We’ll figure it out. We have to.”

Leo

Leo immediately takes on the role of a big brother, trying to be the most responsible one. He’s cautious and protective, making sure she’s comfortable and secure at all times.

Whenever she cries, Leo gets anxious, but he always tries to calm her down, gently rocking her and humming soft tunes.

He’s not used to being so gentle, but he soon finds himself enjoying the tender moments. “It’s okay, little one,” he’d whisper, his voice softer than anyone had ever heard it before.

Leo would often be the one to set up routines, checking on her every few hours and making sure she’s warm, fed, and safe.

He may not have any experience with babies, but he’s the one that rises to the challenge.

Raph

Raph is a bundle of nerves when it comes to holding the baby. His big hands seem like they might crush her if he’s not careful, and he’s terrified of making a mistake.

“I’m not a babysitter, Leo!” he grumbles when Leo asks him to watch her for a while.

But despite his protests, he’s completely charmed by her. The moment the baby wraps her tiny fingers around his pinky, his heart melts.

He’s surprisingly gentle, holding her close to his chest as he paces back and forth, trying to figure out what to do when she cries. His tough-guy persona completely disappears when he’s around her.

Whenever she makes a noise, he jumps. "She’s gonna break any second, I just know it!"

But when the baby finally calms down in his arms, he’s full of pride. He'll never admit it, but the baby is already winning him over.

Donnie

Donnie’s natural curiosity about everything extends to the baby. He examines her as if she’s a new scientific discovery. He’s fascinated by how tiny and delicate she is.

He immediately runs diagnostics to make sure she’s healthy and starts researching what he needs to take care of a baby. His mind is working at full speed, reading up on feeding schedules, baby growth stages, and medical care for infants.

His awkwardness shows when he tries to hold her, though. He’s used to his gadgets and his machines, but nothing prepared him for cradling a tiny human. His hands are too big, and he’s terrified of doing something wrong.

He soon adapts and even tries to make her a small toy to play with, something he created on his own. It’s made of soft, non-toxic materials—an adorable little bunny robot that he hopes she’ll love.

Donnie often falls asleep next to her while he’s researching, just to make sure she’s okay.

Mikey

Mikey is the most excited of the bunch and tries his hardest to make the baby smile. He talks to her like she’s a little buddy, saying things like, “Hey, lil’ buddy! Wanna go on an adventure?”

He’s more laid back than his brothers and has a relaxed attitude when it comes to taking care of her. He’s the one who is most likely to let the baby play with his bandanas or let her ride on his shoulders.

Mikey has the ability to make the baby laugh with his silly faces and funny sounds. Whenever she giggles, he gets so excited that he calls the others over. “She’s got the Mikey giggle! She’s a mini-Mikey!”

His love for her is unconditional, and he’s constantly making her laugh or making goofy jokes to keep her entertained.

#reader #x reader #y/n #tmnt #tmnt x reader #f!reader #bayverse tmnt x reader #tmnt bayverse #bayverse leonardo #bayverse mikey #bayverse donnie #bayverse raphael #tmnt x platonic!reader #x platonic reader #x sister reader

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citruswriter · 1 year ago

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Hey so how do you think bayverse leo would deal with having a s/o where they tend to get asked out by human’s a lot and s/o says no confidently every time and usually the human’s leave s/o alone nicely. Also flip side whenever s/o is talking about Leo casually, s/o is like gushing over how awesome their boyfriend is. And also how They don’t really meet any human men who act like him. His personality is extremely rare. S/o has a type and it’s not common. Maybe their standards are too high but they got lucky to find Leo?

High Standards

Leonardo x Reader 🧡

Listen in with me! ↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

Warnings: They/them pronouns, fluff, not proofread.

A/N: Ur literally so real for this. I think Leo definitely has a more rare personality.

"Dammit I forgot my lunch..." Your coworker muttered as she dug through her bag. Looking over you offered up one of your sandwiches. "You can have my other sand which if you want. Leo made them for me." You said and your coworker gave you a look of gratitude before grabbing the sandwhich and digging in. "Holy shit. This is actually so good, what the fuck?" She said, looking up at you and you giggled, sipping your drink. "Oh yeah. Leo's a wonderful chef. He's always trying new recipes with Mikey. It's super cute. His food is always so good, I can never get enough of it". You beamed, taking another bite. "You always talk about that man, swear to god. You two need to get married already". She said with a roll of her eyes but she smiled none the less. You giggled again, face heating up. "Oh please, trust me. I'd marry that man in a heartbeat if he asked me. He's definitely one of a kind. I don't meet many other individuals with his personality." You said casually, finishing your lunch and shrugging your shoulders. "I know. You constantly turn down anybody pining after you. Your standards are so damn high". She muttered.

"Well I deserve nothing but the best and Leo does exactly that. I'm so lucky to have him". You cooed with a lovesick smile. The door rang as a customer walked in. "Hello! What can I get for you today?". You asked before taking the man's order. He rattled off the ingredients for his coffee and you cashed him out as your coworker began to make it. "Say uh, whats your name?" He asked and you looked up. "(Y/N). Why?" You asked, tone suspicious. "Just wanted to know the name of the individual I was gonna take to dinner tonight." He said with a wink. You couldn't help but laugh, mouth behind your face. "Oh you're cute. No". You said gently but firmly. The man blinked at you, surprised. "Why not?" He asked and you grinned. "I'm taken by a wonderful young man". You said, giggling as you fiddled with the necklace that always hung around your neck, a golden chain with a brilliant blue sapphire. "Bet I could treat you better..." The man purred, leaning in.

"Highly doubt you could," your coworkers voice came as she slammed the hot coffee in front of the man, startling him. "They got standards so high you'd need professional climbing gear to scale them". She said, looking at you with a grin and the two of you giggled. The man rolled his eyes in anger before snatching his coffee up and sulking off and out of the store. "Seriously babes, I know you said Leo was a rather private man but I've got to meet this dude one day". She said with a quirked eyebrow and you hummed. "I'll talk to him about it."

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You were greeted with a chorus of noises as you entered the lair. Mikey had taken Raph's sai and was now being chased while Donnie attempted to scold them. April and Master Splinter were quietly speaking over tea and Leo... Wait where's Leo? You thought. You glanced around for him before creeping to his room. "Baby?" You said softly before opening the door. You slunk inside, closing the door behind you. Leo was on his bed, book in hand and under a blanket. "Seems like your brothers are at it again". You mused, smiling softly as you approached him. "They always are." He sighed, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you close to him, head resting on your stomach. "Got your coffee," you murmured and Leo eyes the cup before gently grabbing it and happily taking a sip. "Good as always, blossom". He muttered before dragging you down into bed with him, you kicking your shoes off as he did.

"My coworker wants to meet you". You said and you chuckled when he groaned. "This is the eighth time she's asked". He grumbled, burying his snout into your neck. You laughed and kissed his head. "Yeah she had to come to my rescue after some guy asked for my number, teasing my high standards." You said, nails drawing patterns on his shell. Leo sighed and looked back up at you. "Do you ever wish I was human?" He asked suddenly and you raised your eyebrows in surprise and curiosity. "Not really. I don't really care if you're a mutant or a human". You answered and Leo grumbled, setting his coffee down before burrowing himself into you. "Why do you wish to know, beloved?" You asked, gently picking at the knot in his mask to pull it off. He let you, relaxing into your touch as you rubbed his neck and shoulders. "I don't know... So many humans seem to fawn over you. Sometimes I wonder what you see in me". He confessed.

"Leonardo I fell in love with you because you treat me well. Because you're kind-hearted and a gentleman. Because you love with your whole heart and do your best to protect those you love". You said, thumb brushing against his cheek bones. "Leonardo you're everything I want and more." Leo placed his hands down to lift himself, hovering over you and staring into your eyes. "I love you so much," he whispered before kissing you gently. You hummed and kissed him back, hand moving to cup his face. "I love you too, darling".

A crash was heard from the living room along with the sounds of Raph's shouting and Mikey's feral giggle. "You should probably go deal with them." You mused, Leo groaning as he begrudgingly pulled himself out of bed. "You're probably right." He replied and you drug yourself up to go follow him. You couldn't help but watch in amusement as Leo mothered his younger siblings. At some point Leo came back, grumbling about how they were such children. "You'd make a good dad, you know". You murmured, splaying your hands on his plastron. Leo looked at you in shock and you looked away, flustered but Leo just grabbed your face and kissed you. "I think you'd be a good parent too". He said softly and the two of you just stood there looking at each other with utter adoration.

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theyhavetakenovermylife · 1 year ago

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May I please request something involving Rise!Raph where he confides in the reader that he’s a little insecure about his size when someone calls him “bubble butt”?

Big Teddy Bears Are The Best (Angst/Fluff)

Rise!Raphael x reader

A/N: Gotta show Raphie and his beautiful size some love❤️

Warnings: Insecurities about size, cat calling, expression of insecurities.

There was no doubt in Raph’s mind - you were the best thing that had ever happened to him. Ever since you had gained knowledge about him and his brothers, you had always been there for them. A close friend that they could always count on, always ready to help with whatever they needed. The fact that you were so calm and helpful when taking care of him and his family, made Raph’s head calm yet his heart flutter. It didn’t take long before he started developing feelings for you. You were absolutely amazing.

But if there was one day better than the day Raph met you, was the day the two of you got together. It was like a dream come true for the snapping turtle. To be able to hold you close and call you his.

But there were times where Raph would get… insecure, is probably the right way to put it. You were a beautiful human. The prettiest Raph had ever seen. There were times he still couldn’t believe you were real, and not just an amazing dream come true. And he… yeah, he was what he was. A big, large, mutant snapping turtle, so large that his hand was as big as your head. There were times where he would spend much of this time, thinking about it, feeling his insecurities nag inside of him. That gave way to many questions, that just wouldn’t leave him alone. What did you see in him? How could you love someone like him? Would you want to stay with him?

But whenever you would enter the room, all those worries would fall away, lightning up Raph’s state once more, as he would hold you close and let you pepper his face with kisses, the same way he would with you. He would remember the nickname you had given him, exactly because of his large size - teddy bear. Your teddy bear. Words you would tell him, before embracing him in another loving hug. Truly the best thing that has ever happened to him.

Together, you and Raph would frequent many places together, hand in hand on many wonderful and amazing dates, that the two of you would remember forever. In the disguise of human clothing, you would bring Raph with you out around New York City, or Raph would bring you with him down to the Hidden City. So far neither you or Raph had experienced any problems with that. Your dates had always gone smoothly, providing you with the time together that the both of you held so dear. During these dates, Raph would be too occupied to worry about his size or nature. Well, that was until the two of you took a stroll around Central Park.

Hand in hand, you and Raph walked together through the park, laughing and smiling at whatever conversation you were in, with not a worry in the world. That was until a group of three women came by in the opposite direction. Their eyes were locked on Raph, taking in his towering height with awe. Raph grew uneasy, feeling their eyes on him. For a moment he feared that he hadn’t brought his hood up high enough, and that they had noticed his turtle-like features. He tried to keep his focus on you, yet out of the corner of his eye, he kept an eye on the staring women as they came closer and closer, just about to pass by the two of you. But then one of them spoke, a teasing smile on her lips as he stared directly at Raph, her words causing him to stop dead in his tracks.

“Looking good there, bubble butt!”

Raph froze but you turned, staring daggers into the woman that had just cat called your boyfriend. One thing was to cat call a person in general, but to do it while they were walking with their partner? They must have lost their minds! You would have run after them and given them a piece of mind, but instead you turned your focus to your boyfriend, who’s spirit seemed to be dampened quite a bit. His gaze was now directed towards the ground, his brow muscles pushed together in a worried expression.

“Raph?”, you asked, holding his hand in your much smaller ones, your thumb stroking his knuckles with loving care. “Raphy bear, are you okay?”

Raph did not answer. Instead his head started flooding with the same insecurities that normally only seemed to take place when he was alone. But with the soft feeling of your thumbs on his hand, he finally brought himself to look you in the eyes, unsure on how to explain the tumult of emotions he was feeling. With a sigh, he finally decided to tell you, realizing there would be no benefit of hiding his thoughts any longer.

“(Y/N)”, Raph said, avoiding your eyes as he spoke, nervousness growing within him, fearing the worst would happen. But he had to say it. He just had to. “Am I… Am I too big for you?”

You cocked your head in confusion, clearly understanding what he was asking you. “What?”

Raph swallowed the lump in his throat. “It’s just… for some time now… I’ve been feeling… I’ve been fearing that I’m too big. That I’m too big for you”. You stared at Raph, your thumbs coming to a halt, your silence causing him to grow even more worried. “(Y/N)? Babe? Please talk to me. I need to know-”.

Before Raph could finish his sentence, you cut him off by wrapping your arms around him, as far as they would go, pulling him in for a tight hug, smiling up at him with that beautiful smile of yours that made him weak in the knees.

“Raph, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me! You’re the sweetest, greatest and most wonderful person I’ve ever met”, you said, resting your chin against his clothes-covered plastron. “And your size? I’ve already told you that you’re my teddy bear, and big teddy bears are the best!”

Your words made Raph’s heart flutter, feeling small tears of happiness press against the back of his eyes. Wrapping his arms around you, pulling you closer against him with a happy sigh.

“I’m so lucky to have you, (Y/N)”, he said, resting his forehead against yours. “I love you so much”.

“I love you too, Raph”, you smiled, pulling him in for a small sweet kiss. “All of you”.

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indieyuugure · 2 months ago

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yup, Raph’s gonna be dead (DONT LEAVE RAPH ALONE PLEASE)

Lol I guess we’ll have to see what happens 🤣

#tmnt #q&a #indie tmnt #indie’s turtles #Hee-hee-hee

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strawberryvanillablast · 2 months ago

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TMNT 1987 fear mushrooms

TMNT 2003 Leo: It looks like our counterparts from 1987 are getting their own dosage of facing their fears.

TMNT 2012 Leo: What? They are?

TMNT 2012 Raph: What could they be scared about?

TMNT 2003 Mikey: Uh? The Killer Tomatoes from Other Space?

TMNT 2012 Mikey: Or Zombie Cows from Mars?!

TMNT 2003 Raph: Well, I'm sure that it's nothing too bad. Their place is as goofy as it gets. How bad can it be?

TMNT 2012 Donnie: Well, we won't know until we find out from them.

TMNT 2003 Donnie: Found them! Hey, guys. Are you-

TMNT 1987 Michelangelo under the fear mushroom: I'm being left behind by my bros because I focus too much on pizza and I'm lazy, which makes me a liability!

TMNT 1987 Donatello under the fear mushroom: I'm being left behind by my teammates because I alienated them and injured Michelangelo badly!

TMNT 1987 Raphael under the fear mushroom: I'm being left behind by my friends because I'm useless baggage on the team!

TMNT 1987 Leonardo under the fear mushroom: I'm being left behind by my team because I'm a horrible failure of a leader who failed them!

TMNT 1987 team hugging each other: Please don't leave me alone! Please don't leave me behind! I'll do better, I swear!

TMNT 2003 turtles: 0_0

TMNT 2012 turtles: o_o

For context.

#teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #tmnt 1987 #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2012 #tmnt leonardo #tmnt donatello #tmnt raphael #tmnt michelangelo

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milykins · 3 months ago

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Forever in my Heart

This is from my AU. You may remember these two from my three-part series Second Chances. I'm slowly trying to build this world through a series of one-shots, if you have any questions please feel free to ask.

This particular story tells us how Raph becomes a father.

TW: Pregnancy, birth and breastfeeding. All characters are aged up. Raph and Chrissy are 25.

Pregnancy. He’d known it was a possibility. He was a ‘man’ after all. His brothers had kids, but he had fooled himself into thinking it wouldn’t happen for him.

How could he, with all the things he’d done, have the ability to father children? He didn’t want to believe her at first, even when she showed him three positive tests… but Donnie had confirmed it, and her scent had changed. Chrissy was carrying his child. It was his, and he would join his brothers in the ranks of fatherhood.

It was after he’d come to terms with it that the instincts kicked in. The lower-functioning part of his brain sent an overwhelming urge to protect his mate and unborn child. A feeling that was difficult to overcome. He could barely stand having her around his brothers, let alone other men. It was a tense time, to say the least, and more than once, Chrissy had to stand firm to put him in his place. He’d managed to give her as comfortable a pregnancy as he could while driving away these urges.

It was nothing compared to what was yet to come.

Watching her give birth to their daughter was quite possibly the most incredible thing he had ever witnessed. He never left her side for anything, taking on the role of being a birthing coach with ease. He was her rock, her pillar of strength, and her unwavering source of encouragement. If she wanted to cry, curse, or scream, she was allowed, and he would repeat how much he believed in her ability to do this.

“You’re so fucking strong. You can do this.”

“Your body is incredible.”

“I ain’t leaving you for nothing.”

If she needed to squeeze his hand as hard as she could, that was fine, he had two. She could squeeze both of them. If her back was sore, he placed himself behind her so she could lean back against him. It was the perfect position for him to rub her lower back between contractions.

Like the stubborn woman she was, she’d refused the offer of drugs to assist with the labour process. Never again would he assume he was the strong one in the relationship. That role belonged to Chrissy now. He could only watch in wonder as she strained and pushed, sweat shimmering on her brow as she brought their daughter into the world. Their little half-turtle baby emerged red-faced and screaming with Donnie quickly catching her and wrapping her in a receiving blanket before placing her on Chrissy’s chest.

“She’s beautiful…”

“Yeah, she is… so are you.” He kissed her reverently, full of pride for his strong mate.

After the cord was cut and their daughter was placed in his arms, something changed. She was really here. This was his child. She had his eyes, and judging by the way she exercised her tiny lungs, she had his fiery temperament as well.

What do you say to your brand-new kid fresh out the womb? “Hey… uh… nice to meet ya finally.”

His daughter just blinked at him and cooed softly. It was clear she recognized his voice from all those long months of having listened to him speak to her.

His heart melted immediately. All feelings of uncertainty that he might have been holding onto disappeared. She was the missing piece of the puzzle sliding perfectly into place.

He was already in love with this tiny creature, protective instincts kicking in full force. Not only would he move heaven and earth for his mate, but he’d do the same for his daughter, for this perfect little being in his arms.

Chrissy gave him a proud but tired smile. “What are we going to name her?”

“Dunno…” He replied softly, still captivated by her. “Daisy? Maybe, like, a flower name? She’s beautiful, flowers are too.”

She giggled softly. “We could go with that, but what about… Ruby?” A slight grin adorned her delicate features because she knew he’d like that.

Donnie, who’d just finished cleaning everything up, had to chime in like the walking Wikipedia page he was. “Ruby, a precious stone prized for its deep red colour. The gemstone symbolizes love, passion, vitality and strength. The word ruby comes from the word ruber, Latin for red. The colour—”

“It’s perfect.” Raph said, cutting his brother off from continuing with the lesson. He gazed into the amber-brown eyes of his daughter. “Ya like that name? I think it suits you.” A soft coo was his response.

Chrissy was unable to keep from smiling at how smitten he already was. “I think she approves.”

He was drawn back to her side, bringing their daughter with him and settling beside her on the bed. “She’s perfect…” he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his wife’s forehead. “You’re amazing; I love you so much…”

“I love you too.”

Fast forward to a week later, and his protective nature was fanned into a flame.

Raphael was posted like a sentry outside the bedroom door where his wife resided, attempting to do a feeding. It hadn’t come as naturally to her as she would’ve liked, and she feared the baby wasn’t latching properly.

A previous, concerned Raph had asked Donnie to take a look at her, but those baser instincts were making it nearly impossible. He felt a strong urge to prevent anyone from seeing his mate feed their child.

A deep, unbidden growl emitted from his throat as his brother approached the bedroom. “Raph, cut it out.” Donnie had expected this since he’d spent time with Mikey at the Farmhouse after his first child was born. Mikey had been surprisingly worse than this but, luckily, had relaxed after their baby had gotten a little older.

This Raph, who had succumbed to these instincts, was almost beyond being reasoned with. Stuck in full ‘must protect mate’ mode, he growled more while puffing himself up to seem bigger and more formidable while preparing to fight.

Donnie was exasperated entirely, his expression showing how done he was with this behaviour. “Raph! You asked me to check on Chrissy to see if the baby is latching properly! I can’t help her if you don’t let me in!”

Raph was still not budging. Donnie was not about to fight his brother. He was about to give up when they both heard someone chime in from behind them, and she was not happy.

“Raphael Hamato!! Get your head out of your ass and let your brother in! This hurts, Ruby is crying and I’m leaking everywhere!” Her frustration was heard and it was enough to snap Raph out of his current state.

“Shit, sorry, sorry, Chriss, sorry, Don.” He was flooded with guilt at the fact he nearly prevented his wife from getting the help she needed because of his stupid instincts.

With Donnie’s help, things progressed a lot more smoothly from that moment on. Besides the obvious sleepless nights, colic, crying, and changing that first blowout (it had gotten everywhere, not his finest moment), adjusting to fatherhood had been easier than he thought it would.

In the coming months, he did relax for the most part, only letting out the occasional soft growl when Chrissy would breastfeed in the presence of his brothers.

She had put her foot down, demanding to feed her child wherever and whenever she pleased and even went so far as to use a spray bottle to spritz him whenever those instincts threatened to resurface.

Most mornings, he would get up first, take Ruby from Chrissy after a feed and hold his daughter close as he made breakfast. Clad in only a pair of grey sweatpants slung low on his hips, he hummed softly to Ruby, softly churring as he cooked.

To his absolute delight, Ruby had inherited some extra-special turtle characteristics besides her outward appearance. She'd begun to respond with chirps and clicks in her own little language, and Raph would answer with soft sounds of his own. It was a special time for them. Chrissy got the extra bit of sleep she so desperately needed, and Raph bonded with Ruby.

As scared as he had been initially, fatherhood suited him, looked good on him, and was something he embraced wholeheartedly.

End

A minute in his arms and forever in his heart.

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twignotstick · 1 year ago

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Liar, Liar

Note: The characters in this fic are from @rufwooff 's teenage mutant ninja everything-but-turtles au. Leo is a salamander, Mikey is a toad/frog, Donnie is a gecko, and Raph is an alligator. It can sort of be read as a rise fic if you ignore the... frog stuff? But there are things that might not make sense without knowledge of the au. This post specifically inspired the fic.

Tags: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, ROTTMNT, Leo-centric, NOT MY CHARACTERS, Teenage Mutant Ninja Everything-but-Turtles, tmnebt, turtle tots (still unsure abt that one), dialogue written like a child, lying, extremely fluffy, but with a hint of angst

Warnings (if there's anything I should add here, tell me please!): nothing, why would i ever hurt kids :)

Words: 4,647

Summary: Leo finally gets to spend a day alone with his little brother, Mikey. When things go wrong, he decides to save himself. After all, what's so bad about a little lie?

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“Can grow to doo-ble the size in a few… h-owers…”

Leo held the small package he'd found close to his face, trying his best to read what the label said. Donnie had told him it was some kind of toy, but it just looked like a plastic whale to him. Mikey watched Leo from the bowl he was quickly outgrowing, listening intently to Leo's somewhat successful attempt at reading.

“Leave in a cup or bowl of wwwater and watch the magic!” Leo read triumphantly, holding the toy in front of him. The salamander looked over to his little brother. “We just need a cup or something to use it!”

“Wah'der!” Mikey noted wisely, bracing himself on the edge of the glass.

“Right!” Leo nodded, face turning pensive. “But I can't reach any of the cups or bowls in the kitchen, and Dad doesn't want me climbing on stuff anymore…”

“Waphie?” Mikey suggested.

“Raph's busy with Dad cooking dinner. Bo-ring.” Leo sighed. “And Donnie said he was studying today…”

“Hmm…” Mikey hummed, before his eyes lit up. “Bow’!” He squeaked, rocking his bowl side to side. “Bow’! A bow’!”

“No Mikey, we need a-” Leo caught on. “Oh, a bowl. You're a genius, Mikey!”

Mikey squeaked and squealed in response to the praise, wiggling what was left of his tail in the water. “Tank you.”

“Alright then, Mikester. You're gonna have to show off how good you are with those new legs.” Leo wrapped his arms around his baby brother's body, struggling for a moment to get a good grip with both of them having slippery skin, but he eventually hefted Mikey out of the bowl under his armpits and placed him on the stone floor. “This'll be a good oppa-tunity for you! You just gotta stay here while I fill up the bowl the rest of the way, okay?”

“Okie-dokie!” Mikey replied cheerfully, patting his newly grown hands on the floor. They had been fully developed for about a week, but he had yet to do much with them other than waving and clapping.

Taking Mikey's word without any doubt, Leo picked up the half filled bowl and carried it away to the nearby tunnel. Sure, he knew he wasn't supposed to go into the tunnels by himself. And sure, he knew he wasn't supposed to leave Mikey alone when they were playing. But Leo was a big boy! And so was Mikey! Mikey had all of his limbs now! That, Leo didn't exactly understand, because Leo always had all his limbs, just like Raph and Donnie. Mikey was just a ball with a tail and eyeballs. A tadpole, Donnie's voice reminded him. Now Mikey was a toadlet, which meant surely he was grown enough to be on his own for a few minutes.

It wasn't like Leo didn't like spending time with Mikey. He loved watching movies with him, coloring things with him, even chatting with him despite his more limited vocabulary. Mikey just… couldn't play a lot of the games Leo liked to play. Leo liked to move, and Mikey couldn't move a lot. Mikey couldn't play tag, or hide and seek, and he could only play Jupiter Jim if he was playing as Godfred, the Goldfish King. Even then, he was no fun to play with without his royal guards.

Today, Leo got to play with Mikey without supervision, a job usually reserved for his older brothers. It was a total breeze, he had found out, because Mikey was so stationary. Babies were boring, but they were easy.

Leo carried the bowl back, making sure to spill as little of the mildly murky sewer water he had collected as possible, and put it down right next to the toy he had left on the floor. Right next to the puddle where Mikey was sitting before.

Puddle?

“Boys! Come eat!”

“...spit.”

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Leo walked into the kitchen with a nervous smile on his face, finding that Raph and Donnie were already seated with food in front of them. Both plates were filled with vegetables and meat, and Splinter was preparing two more plates with more of the same.

“Hello, Blue,” Splinter greeted, glancing around Leo's sides. “Where is your brother? I thought he was with you.”

“H-he was! He just got reeeally tired,” Leo lied, swaying on his feet and swishing his tail slowly. “So I tucked him in bed. He was really, indubitably tired.”

“You don't even know what that word means, Leo.” Donnie glared right into Leo's soul, pushing his glasses up as Leo sat down next to him.

“Yes I do! I-it means Mikey was really super tired!”

“Purple, do not be rude to your brother,” Splinter scolded. “If Orange was tired, he should sleep. He is a growing boy. Thank you, Blue, for tucking him in. He can eat later, after he wakes up.” Splinter finished preparing a plate for himself, then sat down next to his sons and began eating. “Did you all enjoy yourselves today?”

Raphael nodded. “I showed Cheech how to beat up the practice dummy right! He wasn't too good at holdin’ Raph's sais though.”

“That is very kind of you, Red. I'm sure that Cheech will improve if you keep training him.” Splinter smiled kindly.

“He won't,” Donnie whispered, leaning into Leo's ear. “Teddy bears can't do ninjutsu.”

“I think Raph can teach him, Raph's good at teaching,” Leo whispered back.

“What about you, Purple?”

Donnie straightened his posture, his tail sticking straight up for a moment, straightening his glasses again. “I actually did some very helpful research using the encyclopedia that Dad found and the book on reptiles we got a while ago.” He looked around at his brothers. “I learned a lot about our different species. I looked pretty closely into toads and frogs so I could talk to Mikey about his current state, but apparently I can't, because he fell asleep at 6 pm.” Donnie side eyed Leo questioningly.

“You can tell him about what you learned tomorrow, Purple,” Splinter said. “I'm sure whatever he and Blue did today was exhausting, was it not?” He asked, redirecting the conversation to Leo.

“Oh yeah, for sure,” Leo agreed fervently. “Me and Mike were having so much fun. Like, Mikey was having sooo much fun, he literally passed out! And I put him in bed, like a good big brother!”

“He… passed out?” Raph asked worriedly.

“Yeah! Like, knocked out hard. Totally asleep. And I tucked him in good!”

“In his tub.” Donnie raised a drawn eyebrow.

“That's right!”

“Boys, there is no need to argue about this,” Splinter said with a strained smile as the brothers finished eating and put their plates away in the sink. “We should all be happy for Blue, who has proven himself as a big brother.”

“He's sure proving something, alright…” Donnie murmured with crossed arms.

“You can spend a little more time up, but I want you to get to bed soon as well. Meanwhile, I will be taking this opportunity to take a nice, long shower.” Splinter shook his robed arms, showcasing the small clumps of fur gathering across his body. “This stuff gets oily way faster than you would expect.”

“Don't worry Pops!” Raph said, standing absurdly tall for a child of his age and swishing his unruly tail. “I'll check on Mike, then I'll make sure Leo and Don get to sleep too! You have my word!” Raph tried to hold up a military salute, but he caught his hand on his large jaws and hit his head backwards, tail and arms flailing to make sure he didn't fall. He looked distraught for a moment, before making a show of shaking off the pain to be strong for his dad.

Splinter sighed. “Thank you, Red.”

Leo straightened up, eyes widening as he saw his brothers going toward their room, and dashed over to the sink to drop off his own plate so he could follow. Quickly, would be preferable.

“Blue? May I speak with you?”

Spit.

Leo stood with the most relaxed posture he could muster as he faced his dad, leaning on the countertop behind him with one elbow. “Sure, Pops!”

Splinter kneeled down in front of the salamander. “I wanted to thank you for spending the day with your little brother. I know that he is still unable to do many of the things that you can, but it is good to hear that you included him in your games anyways.”

“Oh,” Leo said, losing his fake nonchalance for a moment. “It… it was no big deal, Dad.”

“I would say it was a big deal, Leonardo.” Splinter placed a paw on Leo's shoulder, smiling softly at his son. “Once Orange hits the growth spurt he is bound to, it will be much more difficult to keep you boys from bouncing off the walls. I am glad to know I can trust you to take care of your little brother.”

Leo's heart dropped in his chest with guilt, but he kept his outward appearance well enough. Internally, he was screaming to run away and stop his brothers from reaching the bedroom. “Of course, Dad. Mikey was actually really really super fun to hang with! Not boring at all! He actually was playing way more than me, and like, he was really cool and stuff. And fun to play with,” he added carefully.

Splinter stood up, cracking his back. “That is great to hear. Now-” he clapped his hands- “to wash the gunk out of this gross fur!”

As soon as Splinter skipped away, Leo fumbled over his feet to rush to the bedroom. He kicked his tail a few times, but ignored it in his frenzy. His brothers were already there! It was over! He would never be trusted again! Not by Raph, not by Donnie (though who really cared about that), and most importantly, not by his dad!

When Leo got to the shared bedroom, he slid on the floor to turn in the doorway as fast as possible, only to find Raph terrifyingly close to Mikey's tank.

“WAIT!”

Both of his brothers looked up at him immediately. Donnie's glare from where he sat on his bed quickly changed from confused to exhausted. “And why, dear Nardo, would Raph need to wait?”

Leo hesitated. “Well, b-because-”

“No, Leo. You've been super suspicious ever since you came to dinner.” Donnie stood up, putting the book he had in his hands down.

“No I haven't!” Leo defended. “I don't even know what that means, so I can't be that.”

“It means you've been acting weird because you're hiding something!” Donnie accused.

“Am not!” Leo defended.

“Yes, you a-”

“Guys!” Raph whispered furiously, catching the other boys’ attention. “If you're gonna fight, do it quiet. Mikey's still asleep.” The oldest brother turned away, not being able to see the despaired expression on Leo's face, and approached Mikey's corner of the room where his small tank sat.

Donnie looked back at Leo with disdain. “Whatever you're hiding, you should just cough it up. Dad doesn't like liars.”

“Well that's great, cause I'm not lying. I'm like, the least liar-est person ever.”

“Uh, Donnie?” Raph asked quietly from his spot by the tank. “Didn't you say Mikey was supposed to mecha-morph-uh.. whatever?”

“Metamorphosis. It's the process through which a tadpole becomes a frog or toad. Commonly associated with frogs and butterflies, which come from caterpillars. And technically, the word would be ‘metamorphose’, in this context.”

“I think he meta-morph-osed into a whale instead…”

Leo held his breath.

“What?” Donnie walked over to the tank, continuing to ramble. “No, he's supposed to metamorphose into a fire bellied toad, not a whale. There's no way that- GASP!” Donnie plunged his hand in the tank, coming back out with an unmistakable item. “You left his bowl in the tank?!”

“What?! I-I don't know how that got there, I swear!” Leo stammered, grabbing the hem of his shirt.

“You said you put Mikey to bed! Mikey isn't here, but his bowl is!” Donnie shouted. “You lied! You lost Mikey!”

“N-no I didn't!”

“Oh yeah? Then how did his bowl get here?”

Leo puffed his cheeks, fuming. “It wasn't even my fault! Mikey said I could use his bowl!”

Raph gasped this time, like a normal person. “You really lost Mikey?”

Leo's anger faltered at the sad face on his big brother. The reality of the situation was finally settling in. “I-I didn't mean to. I just went in the tunnel for one second-”

“You went in the tunnels?!” Raph screamed.

Leo winced. “It was just for like a second, and nothing even happened!”

“Clearly, something did happen,” Donnie interjected, putting the bowl down. “You. Lost. Mikey!”

“I did not! Mikey said-”

“GUYS!” Raph slammed his tail on the ground, scaring his brothers into attention. “Right now, Raph's gonna ignore all the rules you broke. We don't need to fight about who to blame, because Mikey is missing. He could be in danger, or worse, already hurt. We need to find him before Dad finds out.” Raph stepped closer to Leo. “Now, where did you lose Mikey?”

“I didn't lose hi-”

“Mikey was under your supervision. Now he's gone. You lost Mikey,” Donnie said sternly. “Where did you lose him?”

Leo stared down at his feet, then sighed heavily. “It was right by the tunnel entrance, by the toy room. When I came-d back in, there was just a puddle where he was sitting before.”

“A puddle?” Donnie asked.

“Yeah, that's what I just said,” Leo groaned.

“No, that could be a clue. Show us where the puddle was,” Raph urged.

“Uh, okay.” Leo turned around and walked down the hall with his brothers in tow. He couldn't help but feel their eyes glaring into his back, judging him. Hating him for lying. For putting his baby brother in danger.

Maybe he wasn't a good big brother like Dad had said. Mikey was the only little brother he had. How did he screw that up?

They reached the end of the hall, and Leo was surprised to see a little bit of dampness still on the floor, even after almost an hour. “He was right here,” he said, crouching down to look.

“Hm,” Donnie hummed, crouching down as well. “Just as I thought.” He put a finger in the spot on the ground, surprising his brothers when his hand came up with something slimy. “Mikey didn't just leave the water from his bowl, he also left mucous.”

“Mucous? Like, he snotted everywhere?” Raph questioned.

“No, it's not snot. It's mucous. Many frogs and toads produce mucous with glands on their skin that helps keep it moist. In some, it also helps them breathe through their skin,” Donnie explained.

“So, Mikey left his skin snot on the floor,” Leo gathered.

“No. It's mucous, not snot.”

“Hey, look!” Raph pointed to another spot on the floor. “More snot!”

“Follow it!” Leo said, running over to the spot and searching for more.

Donnie pinched the bridge of his snout. “Again, not snot, but okay, we have a lead.”

“Why's it in spots, and not, like, little froggy footprints?” Raph asked, following as Leo spotted more spots.

“It's possible that Mikey figured out how to hop,” Donnie said.

“Ha! So this was worth it!” Leo said, pumping a fist. “I taught Mikey how to hop!”

“Or, you taught him how to hop off a cliff and die. Or hop right into a human's home,” Donnie replied.

“Donnie…” Raph whispered.

Leo didn't respond, instead choosing to keep following the spots. There were a few he saw on the walls, which he noted curiously. They traveled all throughout the lair, slowly becoming more recent. Eventually, the brothers found a place where they entered a door.

The bathroom door, where soft singing could be heard on the other side.

“Aw, spit.”

Raph elbowed Leo's shoulder. “Dad said you shouldn't say that anymore.”

“Why? It's not a bad word. I can say it all I want! Spit, spit, spit-”

“Guys,” Donnie said, “let's worry more about the mucous going into the room where Dad is showering.”

“Oh, right.”

The trio opened the door slowly, getting facefuls of steam that fogged up Donnie's glasses, causing him to back out. Leo and Raph stuck their heads in, surveying the area. Splinter's operatic singing filled their ears, making them wince. However, in the midst of the steam filled bathroom, they spotted what they were looking for.

Mikey was perched on the edge of the sink, looking at the closed shower curtain with wide eyes.

“Mikey!” Leo whispered, getting Mikey's attention and drawing his eyes. “Hey Angelo! Come here, come to Leo!” He held his hands out, beckoning.

Mikey squeaked softly, waving at Leo, then pointing at the shower.

“Nonono, don't go there buddy, hop over here!”

Mikey grinned, then readied himself to jump straight at the curtain.

“MIKEY!”

The clattering of metal and screams of the boys cut off Splinter's singing, as Mikey hopped right onto the curtain and pulled the curtain rod down. Raph pushed past Leo into the room, catching Mikey before he fell to the floor with the curtain.

Splinter, despite being covered with soaked fur, tried to cover himself and turned the shower off. “Boys!? What is the meaning of this?!”

Raph fumbled to keep Mikey in his arms. “Sorry, Pops! Mikey was just-”

Mikey turned around in Raph's arms, reaching out to Splinter. “Hi Daddy!”

“Orange? What are you doing awake?”

“He, uh, he woke up!” Leo said, pushing in front of Raph. “We had to follow him here.”

“Follow him?” Splinter raised an eyebrow.

Raph looked at Leo, unsure.

“Yes?” Leo said nervously.

They all stood still, Leo patting his toe on the floor. He couldn't tell if he was sweating of fear, or if it was just the steam in the room. The tension felt as thick as the steam filled air.

“LEO LOST MIKEY!”

“What?!”

“DONNIE, YOU SNITCH! I DID NOT!”

“YES YOU DID! AND YOU LIED! LEO LIED!” Donnie screamed from outside the room.

“Donnie! Stop being mean to Leo!” Raph said, struggling to keep a hold on the boy in his arms. Mikey wriggled around, bracing his feet on Raph's chest and hopping off, sending himself flying into Splinter's arms while also hitting Raph's jaws shut with a clack and nearly sending Raph falling backwards.

“Orange!” Splinter caught Mikey deftly, checking him over. Then, he looked back up to his other sons. More specifically, at the one who had just been basically slapped by his own jaw. “Red, are you okay?”

Raph grunted, but nodded slowly as he held his snout.

“Good. That was very rude of you, Orange,” he said to the son in his arms. “What do you say?”

“I'm sowwy, Waphie…” Mikey mumbled with innocent eyes. Raph gave a weak thumbs up in response.

“Good job. I'm very proud of you for learning how to jump.” Splinter looked at Leo, who physically shrank.

“I-I swear, I didn't meanta lose him. We were just playing, a-and he said-”

“He can tell me what he said.”

Leo felt tears trying to force their way out behind his eyes.

Splinter sighed, dropping his shoulders. “Red,” he addressed, “make sure your brothers get to bed. With no screens,” he said, shooting a glare at the door.

“I would never!” Donnie scoffed from outside.

“I will come to tuck you in as soon as I am done with my shower. I have a feeling that Orange won't let me go without giving him a good bath, too,” he added, causing Mikey to squeak and laugh in his hold.

“No problem, Pops,” Raph said, walking toward the door.

Leo blinked, confused. Where was his scolding? Where was his slap on the wrist? This couldn't possibly be that bad, right? “B-but I-”

“Go to bed, Leonardo.”

Leo shut up fast, swallowing all of his tears and excuses. He followed Raph glumly out of the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Raph was standing outside with a concerned look on his face, while Donnie wore a smirk.

“I told you Dad doesn't like liars.”

Leo walked past, trying to get to the bedroom with as little eye contact as possible. Raph reached to grab his shoulder, but he shrugged it off and walked faster. Donnie's words echoed in his head.

Dad didn't like liars. Leo was a liar. Dad was the one that took care of them.

He could kick Leo out.

He'd have to live in the tunnels. Or maybe, Dad wouldn't let him live in the tunnels. He'd have to live on the surface, with the humans. The humans who wanted to catch him. Who wanted to pull him apart to see what he was made of and then piece him back together to see what he could do. He would die without his dad. He didn't want to live without his dad. Without his brothers. Without Mikey. Because he did love Mikey, even if he lied. At least he thought so.

Maybe Dad wouldn't care now. Maybe Dad didn't love him now. Leo was a liar. Dad doesn't like liars. Why would he?

Leo flopped into his bed as soon as he reached it, pulling the covers over himself and turning in to face the wall. Raph attempted to talk to him, but Leo only curled up tighter, pulling his tail up so far he could see it in front of his face.

Eventually, Raph gave up. Leo heard him softly scolding Donnie, but tried to ignore it as silent tears fell off his cheeks.

Just when he thought he was about to fall asleep, Leo heard the bedroom door opening. He wiped his face and turned slightly, seeing Splinter walk first to Donnie's bed, then to Raph's, before finally coming toward Leo's.

He noticed Mikey sitting in the doorway, who waved when he caught Leo's eyes. Leo waved back slowly.

Splinter kneeled by Leo's bedside, just like he would any other night to tuck him in. Usually, this would bring Leo warmth and comfort, reminding him that his father loved him. This time, Leo couldn't fight the sense of dread that filled his chest, making it feel like he was breathing something heavier than air. He wasn't getting tucked in. He didn't deserve that anymore. He was a liar.

Dad doesn't like liars.

His father's eyes seemed to see right through him. “I am very upset with you, Leonardo.”

Leo tensed, but kept looking at Splinter.

“I am not upset that you lost track of your brother. You are a child, and I cannot expect you to be perfect. Do you know why I am upset?”

Leo nodded slowly, then mumbled, “Because I lied…”

“Exactly. It is because you lied. You could have told me as soon as it happened, and I would have helped you look for him. Instead, you lied and put your brother at even more risk. You could have fessed up when I saw Michelangelo in the bathroom. But yet, you still didn't. You didn't admit to your own fault. It took Donatello telling me for you to finally confess. And even then, you tried to rid yourself of all guilt.”

Leo sniffed, tearing up again. “Are you gonna kick me out?”

Splinter's eyebrows raised in shock. “What? No, I will not kick you out. Why would I ever do something so horrible?”

Something shattered.

“But… but I lied! I hurt Mikey! I-I'm a bad brother!” Leo's tears started flowing openly.

“No, no, Blue, you are okay. Shh…” Splinter rubbed his hand across Leo's face, wiping a tear away.

Leo sniffled and hiccuped, holding onto the back of Splinter's hand and softly sobbing. “I'm sorry, Dad, I-I didn't want to…”

Splinter rubbed his son's cheek, hushing him quietly. “I know. But that does not change what you did.” He looked deeply into his son's eyes, ensuring he had his full attention. “I forgive you, but this cannot go without punishment. I will not kick you out, and I never would. You are my son. Instead, you will be grounded for a month.”

Leo whined, but nodded. “Okay…”

“However, I believe that taking away the things that bring you joy will not make you learn the lesson that you need to learn. That is why, during this month, you will not be disallowed from doing anything in our home. Do you understand that?”

Leo nodded.

“The only caveat is that you must spend the entire month with your brother, Michelangelo. You will only do things that he wants to do. You will not plant ideas in his head or put words in his mouth. You will only do things that he says he wants to do. If he ever wants to spend time away from you, you will spend that time with me. Do you understand?”

“Mhm.” Leo nodded again.

“Perfect.” Splinter smiled. “I forgive you for this, and I hope that through this grounding period you can regain my trust.”

Leo smiled as well and nodded one last time, wiping one last tear with the heel of his hand. “I hope so too.”

Splinter turned to the doorway and waved Mikey over with his hand. Mikey grinned and hopped over, much quicker than Leo had expected. He stopped at Leo's bedside, slowly using the bed to brace himself as he stood up on shaky legs, then looked at his father.

“Tell Blue what you told me, Orange.”

Mikey wobbled for a second, then looked up at Leo. “I, um, I'm sowwy I went away when you said not go away. And I'm sowwy, um, I jumped at Daddy when you said not to do… And, um, I wwwanted to s'eep in a big boy bed tonight, cause imma big boy now, but I don't got a big boy bed, can I s’eep wi’ you.” Mikey finished the sentence like a statement, not a question, but his intention was clear.

Leo looked for just a second at his dad, who nodded encouragingly, before looking back at his little brother. “Sure, Mike. Hop on up here.”

Mikey did just that, with more force than Leo had expected. “Wow, Angelo, you've really got good legs now!” Leo said, catching Mikey in his arms and helping tuck him into the blankets. Meanwhile, Splinter walked to Mikey's tank and came back with his bowl and a towel.

“Alright, boys. Orange, your bowl will be right here if you need to soak, and your tank will be there if you want it.” Splinter pulled the blanket up, kissing each boy on the forehead. He cringed and wiped his lips after kissing Mikey, making the boy squeak and giggle. “Sleep well, my big boys. I am so proud of you, and I love you.”

“Love you too, Dad,” both boys chorused. Mikey snuggled into Leo's chest, letting Leo hold him like a stuffed animal. Leo only flinched for a moment at the slimy feeling of Mikey's skin (mucous, not snot).

Splinter walked out of the room, and it was barely even 20 seconds after he heard the door close that Leo heard a whisper coming from beside him.

“I'm sowwy, ‘eo,” Mikey murmured.

Leo looked down at his brother, confused. “You already said sorry. You don't gotta say it again.”

“But I said sowwy then cause Dad said,” Mikey explained. “Now, I said sowwy cause Mikey said.”

“Oh.” Leo settled back in, putting his chin on Mikey's head. “Well, I'm really sorry too. And that's cause Leo said,” he added, smirking.

Mikey giggled and squeezed Leo tightly, wiggling beneath the sheets. In a matter of minutes, the young amphibian had completely fallen asleep, slightly drooling on Leo's pillow. He didn't mind.

Leo grabbed onto Mikey and closed his eyes as well.

He never wanted to let go again.

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Did I tell myself I would write au comp propaganda? Yes. Did I write a fic about an au completely unrelated to the comp? Yes, and I'm not sorry. I figured since another round finished up today, why not post something?

For real, I've had some insane art block recently, and writing has been keeping me sane. I tried writing propaganda, hated it, then realized, you know what makes me feel better every time? Turtle tots.

In this case, everything-but-turtle tots.

Shoutout to @rufwooff for making one of the most serotonin filled aus I've seen in a while, and fueling my exhaustion-induced writing spree. And go check out @tmntaucompetition! We're getting closer to the end! AAH!

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camsthisky · 11 months ago

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1 + Leo and Mikey? (Or any combination of the quartet!)

“Shit. Shit, shit, shit, c’mere.”

Leo’s not having the best day when Mikey corners him. Sleep has been non-existent the past couple days and Leo’s been quietly ignoring all of the crap piling up in his own head with an expertise he’s perfected over his sixteen years of life.

He’s been great at not acknowledging it. Doesn’t mean that it isn’t still looming in the back of his mind, waiting to pounce. It has Leo on high alert.

So, when Mikey finds him that afternoon, and nervously tells him, “I know you’re not okay,” there’s no way Leo’s letting it pounce without some serious coercion.

“What’re you even talking about, Miguel?” Leo brushes him off. “I’m totally chilling. Family movie night tonight, right?”

“Yeah, but—”

“Cool, I can go on a snack run,” Leo volunteers. “Why don’t you go grab everyone’s requests real quick while I tape up?”

Mikey’s mask crinkles in the middle. If he keeps it up, Leo thinks he’ll have a matching Raph chasm. “Leo, I know you’re not sleeping, and I’ve tried to give you space because everyone works through things at their own pace, but even Donnie says he’s worried about you.”

Leo waves him off. “I’m fine, Mikey. I’ll probably doze a little during the movie, and we can always do a sleepover.”

“Okay, that’s fine, but I’m—usually you go to Dee about why you can’t sleep,” Mikey tells him, looking a little distressed.

Leo groans. “Donnie needs to keep my insomnia out of his goss sessions. His sleep schedule is worse than mine, and you don’t see me going to April about it. He said he stayed up for like forty hours total last week. Bro was totally living on nothing but coffee.”

“It didn’t really sound like gossip, Leo,” Mikey says, not falling for the slight misdirect like Leo hoped he would. There’s a certain distress to his face that Leo doesn’t super enjoy seeing. “He said you keep brushing him off. He’s super worried about you, and I sorta am, too.”

“No need to be, hermano, I’m all good.”

“You’re not!” Mikey protests, actually stomping his foot. “I’m not stupid, Leo. If you don’t wanna talk about it with me, that’s fine, but will you at least talk to—”

“Nothing to talk about, baby bro,” Leo says, pretending his heart isn’t in his throat as he winks and tries to walk away, because this conversation is scarily reminiscent of the one he had with Raph right before everything went to shit.

Of course, Mikey isn’t Raph. Raph is Leo’s big brother, and he’s never been afraid to tell Leo that Leo needs to get his act together. If Raph were here right now, Leo thinks that maybe he’d be okay being at least a little vulnerable, maybe, but he can’t loosen his grip on his emotions because it isn’t Raph this conversation.

It’s Mikey. His baby brother. Who does not need to have Leo unload all of his problems onto him, especially when Leo’s barely hanging on by a thread as it is. Every thought he’s fought tooth and nail to keep away is steadily creeping closer with every second this conversation goes on.

Leo can’t let that happen.

But of course, because Mikey is Mikey, he reaches out to stop Leo from leaving.

The problem with pretending that everything is fine, is that it works all the way up until it really, really doesn’t.

“Leo, please. Can I at least—”

“Just leave me alone already!”

Mikey stumbles back as Leo spins around and shoves.

Silence.

“Shit,” Leo breathes out after the silence rings in his head for a solid five—five—seconds because that’s four seconds too long. Leo stares at Mikey, eyes wide and mouth agape, because he can’t believe he just said that. He can’t believe he just did that. “Shit, shit, shit, no, Mikey. C’mere. I swear I didn’t mean to—”

Mikey steps back when Leo reaches his hand forward, and why wouldn’t he? Leo just physically shoved him away while fucking yelling at him. Leo has never in his life pushed Mikey away like that, except for now.

What the hell. What the hell? Why did he do that?

“Mikey, I’m sorry,” Leo tries again, but Mikey only steps back again, wide-eyed like he can’t comprehend what just happened.

Which—Leo can’t either. He reaches his other hand out for his little brother.

“Mikey—”

And Mikey runs away.

Leo’s hands fall to his side.

Shit.

#brambleberrycottage #rottmnt #tmnt #tmnt leo #tmnt mikey #i have more written for this #but i wanted to post more stuff and this works by itself well enough that i feel comfortable enough posting it #so now i can work on some other stuff #cam writes

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theyhavetakenovermylife · 11 months ago

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Sorry if this sounds weird at all but how would the ROTTMNT guys feel about an s/o who is nervous about sex??

For a long time I’ve been scared of the idea of sex when it comes to myself, but the topic I don’t find uncomfortable, if that makes sense. It’s often been the reason for breakups in the past and recently I’ve been feeling self conscious about it. If you can’t write for all the Rise boys could you just do Raph?

Also sorry to hear people have been spamming you with requests, take your time with work! Please continue to put your mental health over your work and go at your own pace!

Nervous (Angst/Fluff) (Suggestive?)

Rise!Raphael x reader

A/N: I’ve decided not to turn this into an actual smut, as, well, if your partner doesn’t respect your boundaries or the fact that you do not feel comfortable for sex yet, they are not worth it. So here we have Raphie that respects your boundaries when you make them clear. Hope you enjoy❤️

All characters are aged up.

Warnings: Reader is not comfortable with sex, but tries to force themself into doing it. There’s no sex, but since it gets mentioned so often, I’ve decided to mark it as suggestive.

Ever since Raph proposed sex for the first time, you felt nervous. You just couldn’t help it. You had never had sex before, and to be quite honest, though the thought of the act was interesting to you, maybe even tempting, you never had the courage to actually go through with it. In every single relationship you had been in before Raph, sex had always been a point of issue, often being the leading course in ending your relationships. And now, you feared it would happen again.

The moment Raph came to you, patient yet nervous, you feared it would happen again. You had been through it so many times, and now you feared that it would happen with probably the best partner you had ever had in your life. The thought of him leaving you, just like the rest, just because you weren’t ready to become physically intimate, made you horrified. Yet you nodded when Raph asked you, telling him that you did in fact want sex soon. And so, you and Raph made plans, waiting for a day where the two of you were sure you would be alone.

That day came a week later. Your roommate was out of town for a few days, in order to spend some time with their family, leaving you alone in your shared New York apartment. That was when you gave Raph a nervous call, asking him to come over.

In the short time you waited for Raph, you walked circles in the living room, biting your nails, trying your best to calm you down. If you calmed yourself down far enough, then maybe it would be okay. Then maybe you wouldn’t feel nervous, and maybe you would actually enjoy it.

Raph gave your window a soft knock when he arrived at your apartment, a warm and loving smile shining at you as you opened the window for him, before engulfing you in a soft hug, pressing kisses to your forehead, just like he would any other time he saw you.

Much to your surprise, Raph wasn’t in a hurry. All of your exes were. Pushy, unable to keep their hands for themselves, before untimely getting mad when you wouldn’t give in. But Raph didn’t. He cuddled up with you on the couch, asking if you wanted to watch that show the two of you had started watching together. You told him yes, and so the two of you sat in each other’s calm and warm embrace, watching the show as it played out on the screen in front of you.

You sat with your head resting comfortably on your boyfriend’s broad chest, his arm wrapped snugly around you, his hand doing smooth motions up and down your arm, like he would any other time the two of you cuddled.

You snuggled closer up against Raph, wrapping your arms around his torso - or at least as far as they would go. Raph smiled down at you, pressing another kiss to your forehead, holding you close against him. It was here that hand started moving from your arm up to the nap of your neck, his thumb and index finger doing massaging motions against your skin. It was nice, really nice. There was no reason to deny that. But you couldn’t help but feel the unease slowly grow within you, as you realized what might be coming next. Though Raph was calm and soft, you couldn’t help but feel as if there was laying something underneath his actions. He wanted it to happen.

With a soft hold on the back of your head, Raph tilted your face towards his, leaning in, his snout softly gracing your nose, as if asking you for permission to kiss you, his hooded eyes looking for your reaction. You gave Raph a small nod, feeling your breath getting stuck in your throat. Oh how you loved the man in front of you. You could never imagine a life without, nor did you ever wish for a world without him. So as your lips moved against each other, slowly getting more and more heated, you never stopped Raph. Instead you ran your hands over the chest of his plastron, feeling the vibration of his churring against your hands. It was hot. It was exciting. Yet you were scared.

Raph’s hand let go of your head, before slowly letting it run down your back, letting it rest just above your butt. In the meantime he slightly parted his mouth, letting his tongue do a small lick at your bottom lip, asking you for entrance. And you gave him that entrance.

Finally Raph dared to let his hand rest on your bottom, giving your flesh a small squish through your pj pants. You don’t know what sound it was that left you, but to Raph it sounded like a moan, egging him on. And it was then, with both hands on your ass, that Raph lifted you up onto his lap, his lips moving from your mouth to the crook of your neck, humming as he started to softly kiss your skin. And that was when you realized you weren’t ready. No matter how much you tried to enjoy it, you just weren’t ready. You couldn’t lie to Raph.

“Raph”, you said softly, your voice shaky. But your boyfriend only hummed, pulling you in closer, his tongue poking against your skin. “Raph, please”, you said, hoping that he would look at you, and realize that the shake in your voice was not from pleasure, but insecurity, nuggets of fear. Not fear of your boyfriend, but fear of the proposed act. And when you felt his teeth softly grace your skin, panic sat in. “Raph!”

Shocked, Raph sat up straight, looking at you in fear, worried that he had hurt you in some way.

“What happened?! Are you okay, (Y/N)?”, he asked, eyes wide, his worry only growing stronger when you didn’t answer him.

You didn’t know what to say, nor what to do. You feared that the moment that you told Raph what was going on, he would get mad. That he would tell you to get over it, that you were making it a bigger deal than it actually was. But you couldn’t lie. It was not right to you, and in the end it wouldn’t be right to Raph either. You had to tell him.

“I’m sorry, Raph”, you said, unable to meet his eyes. “But I can’t”.

“What do you mean?”, Raph asked, his voice almost cracking with worry.

“I’m… I’m not ready. I can’t do it. I’m sorry”, you mumbled, feeling your eyes prickling with tears as you looked down upon your own lap, unable to meet Raph’s eyes. You felt ashamed.

Raph stayed silent for a moment, letting your words process in his mind. But then, Raph chuckled, placing an index finger under your chin, tilting your head up to look at him, your wet eyes meeting his warm and loving ones and his reassuring smile. And then he said something you had never expected.

“That’s absolutely fine. I would never want you to do something that you’re not ready for. We’ll wait for another day”, Raph said.

“You’re not mad?”, you asked surprised, for a moment wondering if Raph was playing a trick on you.

“Of course not”, Raph chuckled, confused as to why you would ask such a question. “Like I said; I would never want you to do anything that you’re not ready for. I’m willing to wait until you’re ready and even longer than that. We have plenty of time so there’s no need to hast, plus -”. Raph nodded towards the television where your show was still running. “- we just missed half the episode”.

“Oh no”, you smiled, feeling your eyes dry. “We better get watching then”.

“Agreed”, Raph smiled, holding you close once more as you turned your attention back on the show, going back to where you left off. And as you cuddled up against Raph’s side once again, his arm around you and his lips pressing another kiss to your forehead, you couldn’t help but feel thankful for your amazing boyfriend.

#tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt raphael #tmnt raph #tmnt x reader #tmnt raph x reader #tmnt raphael x reader #rottmnt #rottmnt x reader #rottmnt raph #rottmnt raph x reader #rottmnt raphael #rottmnt raphael x reader #rise raph #rise raph x reader #rise raphael #rise raphael x reader

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chil-aglia · 3 months ago

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𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐎𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮 |ROTTMNT| (Male OC)

Under the skin

Be sure to read the tags on my Ao3 so you guys know what you’re getting yourselves into.

Picture above done by me. But PLEASE feel free to make your own art and idk tag me in it or something—

Warnings: Surgery, blood, needles, panic attacks, brief mention of suicide/suicidal thoughts, etc

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Two weeks.

It had been two weeks since Giovanni was rescued from that hellhole, and in all that time, things had both changed…and stayed painfully the same.

Leo had been bedridden into the med bay, his shoulder tightly wrapped from the gunshot he took during the rescue. Everyone was mostly relieved that it was just the shoulder and not any vital organs, still Leo had never been shot before, he freaked out when he woke up in the med bay. Especially when he was told what exactly happened, as though he dreamt it.

Leo tried not to let it show, but the pain was there—in his movements, in the way he winced when he thought no one was looking. His jokes were forced, much like his smile but everyone could see the genuine gaze whenever Leo saw Giovanni shuffling about in the lair, it was clear that Leo was happy that they got back Giovanni.

Even if Giovanni was different.

He didn’t do much at first, mostly just sticking around the people he is close with, such as his brothers or Casey Jr. Giovanni seemed at first, normal, or as normal as one could be given what he went through, but then last week, notices were seen from him.

If someone got up to leave, even for a second, his eyes would dart up, panic brimming in his gaze like a dam about to burst. If they didn’t come back fast enough, he’d start pacing, sometimes letting out tiny distressful chirps. His breathing sometimes becomes too hard.

And when his companion would return, he’d immediately ask questions, wondering where they went. It was like he couldn’t stand the idea of being alone anymore. What the hell did he go through with them?

His brothers knew only little bits and pieces, how he was forced to fight. But nonetheless he didn’t talk much about what happened.

Not in full detail anyway.

There were quiet confessions, sure—moments when he’d sit between Mikey and Raph, his voice barely more than a whisper. “They didn’t feed me for days,” or “They’d had me imagine things that weren’t even there…brainwashing me.” Things like that. Enough to make everyone's stomachs twist. But not enough to paint the full picture.

What hurt most was the way Giovanni reacted to touch.

Raph had tried once—just a hand on his shoulder—and Giovanni recoiled so hard he knocked over a cup, he’d then panic, apologising over and over, and god forbid if anyone took a step close to him, because he’d just curl in a ball, tightly closing his eyes as though he waiting to get struck.

Mikey had also experienced his sudden distaste of touch. He went to brush a tear from his cheek one night when he heard whimpering from the couch where the yellow-bellied slider had decided to sleep in. With Leo in the med bay, Giovanni didn’t want to disturb him, so he made camp in the living room.

Mikey’s finger had only grazed his brother's cheek, before he would yelp and stiffen when Giovanni’s hand flew up, slapping his wrist away before he realised what he was doing. But then, he’d freeze, eyes wide, like he was the one who had done something wrong.

It broke them. Every time.

And then there was the question Donnie couldn’t shake. It gnawed at him like an itch he couldn’t reach: How had the EPF even found Giovanni in the first place?

He’d been thinking about that a lot these 2 weeks. They never had trouble with EPF before, they were nonexistent in a way to them. And yet, somehow…someway, they found Giovanni quite easily. How?

Well…that’s what Donnie decided to try and find out. His first thought was a body scan, something he should’ve done the first time they brought Giovanni home. He blamed himself for that mistake, so one quiet afternoon, while everyone else was trying to simmer around back to normality, Donnie approached him gently.

“Ahem! Hey, Gio…I was wondering if you’d let me scan you. Just to see if…maybe there’s something we missed?”

Giovanni gazed at him, looking up from his beanbag that he was quietly sitting in, a comic book that once belonged to Leo in his lap, but he hadn’t opened the book itself, just stared at the cover.

That was another thing they’d noticed about him. His far away stare into nothingness.

With much hesitance, he nodded. “Okay. If you think it’ll help.”

Donnie nods eagerly, leading his brother away from the living room once he stood up and took him to his lab. The lights buzzed softly and for a moment Giovanni had paused in his strides. Biting his lower lip.

Not the operation room…no EPF. It’s only Donnie.

He reminded himself, taking in a steady breath and stepping inside. Donnie gestured for his brother to step up onto a platform that was surrounded by a large machine like orb. “It’ll scan you if you place your feet right there.” Donatello informs, pointing down at the foot prints on the platform.

Giovanni moved over, placing his feet on the prints before looking up. Flinching briefly when the machine whirs and spun around slowly.

Donnie gave a thumbs up. Or at least something similar to a thumbs up? Considering he only had three fingers. He focuses on the screens of his computer that showed the skeleton and vitals of Giovanni.

His fingers flying across the keys to zoom in and out on pictures. But when the scan hit the nape of Giovanni’s neck, Donnie’s brow furrowed. He zoomed in…and zoomed in again.

His blood ran cold.

“…There’s something here,” Donnie said quietly, eyes narrowed while Giovanni perks up, blinking. “What do you mean?”

Donnie swallowed, as the machine powers off, completing the scan which had Giovanni walk out the platform and over to where Donnie was. The soft shell tapping at the screen lightly with his finger. “There’s a chip embedded just under your skin. At the base of your neck. It’s…it’s a tracker, Gio. From the looks of it, it’s been in there for years.”

Giovanni’s breath hitched. His hand went to the back of his neck instinctively, fingers trembling. “They…they were tracking me?” His voice cracked. “All this time?”

Donnie nodded grimly. “That’s how they found you. I’d bet my tech on it.”

Giovanni suddenly looked like he was going to be sick, letting out a dry heave as he reached for Donnie’s arm. How long exactly was that there for? Since he was a child?! He never thought about a tracker in him for all these years.

Why him? Why did it have to be him?!

“Get it out. Please—get it out of me.”

“Gio, wait,” Donnie said, lifting a hand. “It’s lodged deep, and it’s dangerously close to your spinal cord. If we mess this up—even a little—you could be paralyzed.”

“I don’t care,” Giovanni snapped, desperation sharp in his voice. “I don’t want it in me. I can’t live with it in me.”

Donnie presses his mouth into a firm line of hesitance, his mind racing. But before he could respond, a deep voice rumbled behind them. “He’s right,” Raph said as he stepped into the lab, catching the issue that he might’ve eavesdropped on. “If they still got access to that chip, they could find him again. We can’t take that risk.”

“And we won’t,” Leo added, limping into the room with Mikey by his side. Leo had a cast on his shoulder, but he still gave a determined look. “We do it. But we do it right. I’ll help with the procedure.”

“Leo, you’re still recovering—” Donnie started.

“I’m not sitting this out,” Leo cut him off. “Not when it’s Giovanni.”

Donnie clenched his jaw, looking between his brothers.

“I’ll assist as well,” came another voice—Draxum, who had been spending nights here in order to look after Giovanni in case something was to happen to him. No one knew what he had been through fully after all.

Draxum folded his arm, already glancing at the scan on the screen. “You’ll need precision. And steady hands.”

Giovanni’s eyes welled up, but he nodded, fists clenched. “Please…just get it out of me.” He begs, voice sounding like he was going to break at any given moment. And who could blame him? Having a tracker inside him for years…

Donnie took a breath and nodded. “Okay. We’ll prep the lab. Surgery’s tonight.”

And as the team moved into motion—checking supplies, scrubbing in, dimming the lights—Giovanni sat on the table, knees tucked to his chest, surrounded by the only people he could trust.

The ones who came for him.

The ones who wouldn’t let him be broken.

Not again.

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The lab was silent. Sterile. Lit only by the faint, clinical glow of overhead surgical lights. Every surface gleamed with polished metal and neatly laid-out instruments. The air smelled faintly of antiseptic and nerves.

Giovanni sat on the operating table, his gear off, carapace exposed under the cool draft of the room. His breathing was shallow—controlled, but only just. Donnie noticed the way his fingers gripped the edge of the table, knuckles white, his legs twitching every now and then as if his body was trying to run even if his mind wouldn’t let it.

Leo stood at the far side, arm still partially in a sling but strapped tightly enough for function. Draxum loomed near the monitors, calibrating the systems and running simulations based on Donnie’s scan. Raph, Splinter and Mikey waited just outside the glass wall, watching—silent support, shoulders tense.

“We’ll need to sedate you for this,” Donnie said, his voice calm, professional—but gentler than usual. Upon the mention of sedation, Giovanni sat up, shaking like a leaf. “N-Needles?” He mumbles, tears swelling in his eyes as Donnie gives a sympathetic frown.

“It’s deep, Gio. Too close to your spine for any mistake.”

Giovanni didn’t respond right away, mind racing with all kinds of thoughts.

He should just kill himself. That way everyone would be safe from harm. Safe from him.

Leo clears his throat softly, making the older brother pause his depressive suicidal thoughts and look at his younger brother who gave a gentle, encouraging smile.

Giovanni stared and stared, like he was anchoring himself on the fact Leo was there.

“Will you…still be here when I wake up?” Giovanni asked, voice barely audible.

Leo stepped forward without hesitation. “Right here, Gio. The whole time. You’re safe.”

Giovanni took his words to heart, exhaling out a deep breath and finally nodded, jaw tight. “Okay. Do it.” He says, laying back down on the table, watching Donnie move in with a mask hovering above his face.

Donnie gently pressed the mask to his face. “Count back from ten for me.”

Giovanni got to seven.

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The beeping of the heart monitor became the background hum as the team worked.

“Beginning incision,” Donnie said, hands steady, scalpel slicing through the layers of skin at the nape of Giovanni’s neck. Leo stood across from him, watching the tremble in Donnie’s gloves, ready with clamps and gauze.

“Vitals stable,” Draxum confirmed, eyes locked on the screen. “You’re approaching the vertebral border. Go slow.”

Sweat beaded on Donnie’s brow. He didn’t like the sight of blood, or the smell of it. He kept reminding himself that this was just him fixing a machine he had made, that the blood was just fluid from the machine, and that he was connecting wires and circuitry.

“I can see it. The chip casing—thin, metallic, coated in biofilm. From what I can tell…it’s possible this has been in him since he was most likely a child.”

“That explains the integration,” Draxum muttered. “It’s partially fused with the surrounding nerves.”

Leo sucked in a breath. “Can we still cut it out?”

He didn’t get answered right away.

“I’m going to try the laser scalpel,” Donnie finally said. “We need to burn away the connective tissue without damaging the spinal column.”

“Precision mode activated,” Draxum said, pressing keys on the monitor. Donnie adjusted the tool with minute movements, guiding the laser with a surgeon’s grace. Heh, and they thought Leo could be the only medic on the team? Puh-lease!

The chip pulsed faintly under the skin—almost like it was alive. Donnie tightened his grip on the clamp, steadying the tissue just enough.

“There,” Donnie whispered. “Almost…”

Then Giovanni flinched.

His body jerked, just slightly—muscle memory, trauma response—and the monitor spiked.

“Stabilize!” Leo barked, hand flying to hold him down. “He’s still under, just reacting!”

“Hold him steady!” Donnie said, voice urgent. Draxum adjusted the anaesthesia. “Increasing dosage. Neural spikes detected—his brain’s reacting to memories. Flashbacks.”

Leo’s hand curled into Giovanni’s. “It’s okay. It’s not real. You’re safe. You’re home. Stay with us, Gio.”

Giovanni’s body eased again.

Donnie’s hands moved fast. Delicate. Surgical. He isolated the chip, snipped the final nerve connection, and lifted the device from Giovanni’s neck with a tremble in his breath. “It’s out,” Donnie said, eyes wide, holding up the tiny, blackened chip between forceps. “It’s finally out.”

Leo exhaled hard, shoulders sagging. “Seal the wound.”

Draxum applied the bio-stitcher as Donnie cauterized the inner layer. Minutes passed in total silence. And then…

The monitor beeped steady again. Calm.

Leo looked at Giovanni’s sleeping face, eyes softening. “It’s over bro. It’s over.”

Giovanni continued to sleep, mouth hanging open softly.

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The chip sat in a containment unit now—sealed away, powerless. They had moved Giovanni to the med bay and out of Donnie’s lab, since they had to do the operation there because of the large size of the room and Donnie had more medical machines in there for situations like this, not that they ever tried this on anyone until now.

Mikey came in first, eyes wet from worry. “How is he?”

“He’s gonna be okay,” Donnie smiles. “It’s out. The damage was minimal. He’s lucky.”

“No,” Raph muttered, walking in with Splinter beside him as they stare at the sleeping form of Giovanni in the bed. “We’re lucky. We still have him.”

Giovanni stirred, a groggy sound slipping from his throat. Indicating he was waking up. Leo leaned in immediately.

“Hey, hey…Gio. You with me?”

His eyes fluttered open. Confused. But when he saw Leo, he relaxed.

“It’s gone?” He asked, throat hoarse, scratchy as he smacked his lips slightly for some water. Splinter immediately reached for a water bottle he brought with him, knowing that Giovanni could have been thirsty.

Leo nodded. “It’s gone.”

Giovanni didn’t say anything at first—just turned his face into Leo’s hand and let out a shaky breath. Not a sob. Not a scream. Just…relief. ”My son….here, drink some water. Keep yourself hydrated.” Splinter gently places the bottle on Giovanni’s lap, the latter pulling away from Leo and moving his arm to grab the bottle.

”Thank you papa…” He mumbles, eyes tired but smile lingering.

And for the first time since he came back…

He slept without fear.

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Giovanni could remember the moment that he saw Leo bleeding when he finally came home that fateful day. How could he not remember? It haunted him in his dreams the last 2 weeks.

The slider had winced and swayed before falling to the ground.

“LEO!”

The cry ripped through the air like a siren, sharp and panicked. Leo collapsed into Giovanni’s arms, blood soaking through the left shoulder. It was everywhere—on his hands.

“Med bay! Now!” Donnie barked, already sprinting ahead. Giovanni with all his strength hoisted Leo up, cradling him tight against his chest. Raph was right behind him, pale and silent, his fists trembling as he ran. Mikey pushed open the doors of the med bay, while the Casey’s and April followed.

Leo was shot.

Shot.

And for a second—just a second—it was like they were back there.

Back in the ruins of the city.

Back in the moment Leo looked at Casey and said, “Close it.”

Back when the Technodrome exploded, and the Krang screamed in rage and fire lit up the sky—and Leo was gone.

And now…

He was bleeding again. Just like then. Just like the prison dimension. Just like when they pulled him back into their world, battered and broken and barely breathing.

They promised they’d never go through that again.

But promises meant nothing when Leo was always the one paying the price.

“Donnie!” Raph shouted as he watched Giovanni lay Leo down on the med bed. “He’s losing blood—“

“I know!” Donnie snapped, gloves snapping on with a shake of his hands. “April, monitor BP. Mikey, prep the tools!”

April moved like a machine, trying not to scream. Her hands shook as she adjusted the IV. Her mind screamed louder than anything around her. She was April O’Neil, dammit—freaking April O’Neil—and all she could do was watch? Watch as her baby brother bled in front of her?

It wasn’t fair.

None of this was fair.

Splinter stood frozen at the doorway, too stunned to move. His son—his son—was hurt. Again. The last time, he’d watched Leo vanish into the portal. This time, he watched the blood drain from his boy. And he wasn’t even there to stop it. He wasn’t there.

He was supposed to protect them. He was supposed to be there.

What kind of father was he?

April saw his face and stepped up beside him, just like she did when they lost Leo the first time. She gripped his arm.

“He’s gonna be okay.”

But even she couldn’t believe the words. Not when she could still hear the mocking laughter of the Krang’s sister in her mind, like a ghost. Not when she felt this helpless.

Again.

Casey Jr was beside Donnie now, hyper-focused, every move precise. “I’ve got the wound clamped—the entry wound is clean, no exit. It’s lodged in the shoulder,” He stated. His voice was even, but his hands trembled. “We need to extract it.”

“I know. I know—I’m working on it!” Donnie’s voice cracked.

This wasn’t just another mission. This wasn’t just a surgery.

This was Leo.

Casey Jr swallowed hard. He kept hearing Master Leonardo’s voice in his head—stern, steady, full of wisdom. He remembered holding one of Leo’s katanas in his future, crying so hard he couldn’t breathe. He remembered thinking it was all over.

He wasn’t going through that again. Not now. Not ever.

“I won’t lose you,” He muttered under his breath, sternly. “I won’t lose you again.”

Giovanni stood against the far wall; fists clenched so tightly his nails dug into his own palms. He didn’t say a word. Couldn’t. He just stared at the blood on the floor, on Leo’s skin, and felt like he was drowning.

He thought he’d left that nightmare behind.

He thought he was free.

But this—this was worse.

Because Leo saved him. Leo pulled him out of that hell, protected him when he was the one who was supposed to protect Leo. And now, Leo was paying for it.

Mikey wiped his eyes and kept working, tears falling freely now. “We promised we wouldn’t let this happen again. We promised!”

Donnie didn’t look up. “We’re gonna save him. That’s all that matters right now. I-It’s only a shoulder wound. Just keep pressure on the wound!”

Raph stood nearby, his fists shaking, silent. The cracks in his shell—the ones he got from taking a hit meant for Leo during the Krang invasion—ached like they were fresh. He should have taken the bullet. He should’ve been faster.

He was the big brother. Not the oldest, sure. But a big brother, nonetheless.

He was supposed to be the shield. The protector.

But he couldn’t protect Leo from this.

Not from bleeding on a cold med bed. Not from whatever cruel twist of fate kept targeting his little brother.

And it wasn’t fair.

“Why is it always him?” Raph growled; voice raw. “Why does he always have to be the one to bleed?!”

“Because he always jumps in first,” Donnie whispered. “Even when it hurts.”

Even when it kills him.

Giovanni couldn’t stay any longer, his breathing became uneven as he walked out the med bay, holding onto the door for support before he slowly made his way over to the spot they jumped through a portal. He collapsed to his knees, vision blurry as he observed the blood covered hands from Leo. He trembles, how the hell was he supposed to be the older brother if he couldn’t even stop this from happening.

Leo, for the second time, saved him.

Every breath felt like knives in his lungs. His chest was tight, his claws clenched, digging into the skin of his arms hard enough to draw blood. But he didn’t care. He deserved it. He deserved worse.

This was all his fault.

He was the reason Leo got shot. He was the reason they were rushing through the med bay with his blood on their hands. He was the reason Donnie was breaking down, Mikey looked lost, and Splinter looked shattered. He was the reason they were all in pain.

Again.

If he’d noticed the signs of the EPF sooner.

If he hadn’t gotten kidnapped.

If he’d just been stronger.

Leo wouldn’t be on that bed.

He should’ve been the one shot.

“I should’ve taken that bullet,” Giovanni whispered, his voice hoarse. “It was me they wanted. I should’ve—should’ve done something. Anything. Not him. Not Leo.”

He let out a choked sob, trying to stay quiet. “If I didn’t come back…none of this would’ve happened. He got hurt because of me.”

He could almost hear Karai in his head somewhere, like she picks the worst times while trying to comfort him. “Leo would do it again in a heartbeat,” He would imagine her saying. “Because you’re his brother. Because you’re family.”

Giovanni shook his head, at the voices, teeth clenched. “I’m not a brother. I’m a curse. A monster.”

Just like Dr. Avery said he was. He was just like the Krang.

”Hurk!”

Giovanni held in a bile that crept up, swallowing it down as he shuddered. He slowly stands back up, body turning around to face the med bay. He could hear Leo grunting in pain, followed by the muffled voices of his family and friends.

"This was your fault…"

Giovanni clutched his hands over his head. An antagonizing familiar voice echoing.

Dr. Brookes.

Giovanni froze when he felt for a moment he felt and saw a black silhouette of Dr. Brookes wrapping her arms around his shoulders from behind, smiling and whispering into his inner ear.

”Come back to Mother…that way, you won’t hurt anyone else again.”

Giovanni blinked and shook his head. Furrowing his eyes down.

He’ll….he’ll keep that in mind

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This took forever. But hey, I liked the way it turned out—

Also, HAH LEO ONLY HAD A BULLET TO THE SHOULDER YALL GOT PLAYED

I APOLOGISE FOR ANY GRAMMAR MISTAKES THAT WERE MADE, I TYPE PRETTY FAST AND OFTEN DON’T SEE THEM UNTIL I ACTUALLY PUBLISH THE CHAPTER. THEN I’D TRY AND FIX ANY MISTAKES WHEN I SEE ONE.

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