#Tmnt x oc

[saruh123]

"Are u going to train today? Why don't you stay with me a little longer? Pleaseee"

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[girl-loves-nerds]

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[mermmarie]

TMNT OC x CANON SHIP CHAIN!!

Hey it's my birthday and I'd really love to get a chain going! So, if you have an OC x Canon ship (self inserts welcome too), please reblog this post and drop some pictures of them! I'd love to see them!! 💖

I'll start first~

Bonnie and Donatello!! 💙💜

If you don't mind, please tag some friends to keep this thing going!! I wanna see all the ships!!! 🙌💖

Tag!! @seafoamtaffy @acidichcl @usikuagani @turtsmcgurts @gornackeaterofworlds @afreakingdork @zandiiangelspit @the-kingpen

[hitwiththefandomz]

Love me some sundresses and big hats - gotta be one of my favorite warm weather combo

[ghostytoad]

* Fun n' Games *

ROTTMNT Boys x GN! Leo-esque reader who enjoys drama, making jokes, and being overall awesome

Summary: The Hamato brothers unexpectedly fall for the smug, but genuine, fun-loving reader despite their egocentric habits

Headcanons for: Leo

GN! Reader; Romantic; Fluff, Mild Angst || Words: 2.3k

Raph | Donnie | Mikey | Bonus!!

Leo:

oho, hello good lookin'~ it's nonstop flirting and banter from the minute they met and it's not going to stop anytime soon

finally! someone who has a sense of humor and can appreciate a good one-liner or two! and they can dish it out as well as they can take it? be still, my beating heart!

leo genuinely finds it to be a gift from the gods that y/n shares his brand of comedy and will not let up on it when he's around them

the romantic tension between y/n and leo is so thick that he could probably slice through it with his odachi - it makes his brothers sick to have to listen to all the schmoozing but leo ADORES the flirting praise

the boy would bend over backwards for y/n; he'd sell his prized jupiter jim collectibles for them if they asked him to (maybe… he'd probably still keep one or two tho)

there's an unspoken and ongoing (very friendly) rivalry between them; leo and y/n are constantly looking to one up each other and it's getting to ridiculous levels of competitive; they won't stop until things hit "deadly" levels and one of them almost ends up getting hurt

even little everyday tasks become a competition for the two of them, there's just no end to their games

grocery shopping? betcha i can save more money than you! pizza night? i can stuff twice as many pizza slices in my mouth than you can. hanging out in donnie's lab? hoo boy, i guarantee i can make him snap first.

it's the bane of donnie's existence, considering he's the target of most of their shenanigans; if he has to endure another one of their "who can ruin donnie's day" games, he swears it'll be the start of his villain arc

mikey's the unofficial score-keeper and peacemaker when things get too heated between the two of them; although he's more likely to stoke the flames than intervene… he just happens to enjoy watching them get carried away (not that he'd say it to their face). definitely enables the chaos to a terrible degree

"no way, you know i totally had that game last night before you went on to blow up my spot with your little tackle! next time we portal our way onto the superbowl field mid-game, i'm leaving YOU on the sidelines and scoring that touchdown solo!" (concerned raph sounds in the background)

they've absolutely plotted to portal their way into "hard to access" places like the white house or splinter's secret lounge room, but raph and donnie made them promise not to do it for very different reasons (donnie doesn't want to have to bail them out if they get stuck and raph is just being raph)

leo and y/n's carefree attitudes combined has landed them into trouble with the law a few times, both in new york and the hidden city

together, they're banned from like 10 different places and they're legally not allowed within 100 feet of any magicians; leo's only explanation for that is "we couldn't tell if it was part of the costume or if the guy actually had a barber-stache and how were we supposed to know he was blind?!". to this day, no one knows what he's talking about.

leo would absolutely hide the evidence of a crime for y/n; he ain't no snitch either and he's not going to let his bestie take the fall for something that TOTALLY wasn't their fault! more than likely, he'd blame their antics on hypno or if it's something not so bad, splinter.

senor hueso has an entire wall dedicated to leo and y/n: The Wall of Failures and Stupid Mistakes That You Will Surely Learn Nothing From

it has photos of all the times leo and y/n went on a fun little adventure and ended up being taken hostage by a villain, thrown in jail, or overall just beat up (they're mostly selfies and yes, leo is smiling and posing in all of them)

he would never let y/n get into any major trouble and he has the common sense to remember that y/n is only human, so at the very least he knows not to do anything too dangerous when they're around; he's reckless but he doesn't have a death wish

"i'm all for a good espionage mission and all, but this is big mama we're talking about! i say we sit this one out and wait for another chance to come along so we can try on these rad bellhop uniforms."

the two of them have made it a point to announce their arrival anywhere by doing the team rocket motto; occasionally mikey or april will join in as meowth. they have the costumes to match and will inexplicably be wearing them every time they do it.

they truly enable the worst in each other; raph insists on tagging along as the unofficial babysitter to every little hangout because of their chaotic nature, meanwhile donnie has protocols for every possible "doomsday" scenario they could initiate with their little stunts. zombies or accidentally reviving the shredder is at the top of that list.

matching outfits are a big must for leo; someone as UH-MAZING as y/n is absolutely worthy of leo's impeccable fashion sense and there's no way he's gonna pass up a chance to twin with y/n. if they refuse to match with him for whatever reason, he will pout about it for days.

whenever leo is sad or feeling a little down, y/n is the first person he goes to for a little cheering up. they somehow know just what to say to make the boy feel like a champion. and no, he didn't give them a script to read off of! (he totally did)

even with all the flirting and pick-up lines, leo still dreads the thought of ever admitting his feelings to y/n; he's a confident turtle, sure, but that's just the face part of being the face man. he's secretly an insecure mess when it comes to them

will become a flustered mess if y/n genuinely compliments or praises him; he'll stutter for a good minute or two before finally snapping back to his suave cool guy persona (which doesn't fool anyone, he's OBVIOUSLY crushing hard)

after an unfortunate night of misadventure, leo's forced to confess to his feelings AND his crimes

Well, some adventure this was turning out to be.

"Get in there! Y'all got the right to keep yer traps shut!"

Yep. What a real swell time.

Being hauled away in a prison ball, headed to the Hidden City Police Headquaters, all the while Big Mama's men chasing close behind.

"So much for the adventure of a lifetime." Y/N hissed bitterly as they tugged and pulled from the tangle of limbs they found themselves in, trapped inside the small bubble with Leo tightly packed alongside them.

"Well, maybe if SOMEONE weren't such a slowpoke, we'd have made it back! And I'd like to say for the record, you are the WORST lookout. Maybe next time try to keep up, will ya?" the turtle spat back with a scathing glare.

Y/N could only muster a hearty scoff as they balled their fists, unable to throw a punch from how they were positioned. Their heel found a suitable landing in the direct center of Leonardo's plastron and dug in with a stomp, eliciting a pained groan from him and a satisfied smirk from Y/N.

"If you weren't so cocky, we might've ACTUALLY pulled off your little stunt! But nooo, Leo just HAS to get in the last word!"

"OHO, pot calling the kettle black now, eh?" Leo wore his signature smug expression and attempted to jab a digit into Y/N's forehead. Given the way his arm was caught between his bent thighs, he only managed a slight graze before opting for a flick instead.

The two bickered and took shots at each other throughout the trip, much to the chagrin of the arresting officials steering nearby. It was gonna be a long night for everyone.

At the station, Leonardo and Y/N were placed into holding together, both of them choosing to sulk in silence on opposite sides of the confined room. It wasn't until Y/N was being processed that the question of what to do with the human came up for the arresting officers. With Leo's odachi confiscated, it wasn't like they could just send Y/N home on their own, but they couldn't leave Y/N in the same cell as powerful, human-loathing yokai. Leaving the pair to stew in their anger, the officers left to deliberate on Y/N's fate.

Silence followed. Neither one wanting to give in to this bitter game of chicken, Leo instead let out a loud, exaggerated sigh.

Silence.

Irked by the lack of response, he threw his head back and gave a loud, guttural groan of frustration.

"Right. So you aren't talking to me." he rolled his eyes and forced his gaze back onto Y/N, who sat indignantly across from him on a cold cement bench, their knees held close to their chest.

Not even a glance back.

"Oh, come on! You can't actually believe this is my fault! If anything, you should be mad at the guard that threw us out and called the cops! He's the one who got us in this little mess!"

Nothing.

The silence tore at Leo's chest, his heart thumping heavily against his plastron as he dejectedly sat back against the cold wall. It was unlike Y/N to ignore him like this. With every second, the stillness became unbearable. This little adventure was truly a disaster, not just for the predicament the two found themselves in but also for the lengths Leonardo had gone to ensure Y/N would have a good time. So that HE would have a good time with them. It didn't matter to him that they could be facing time in prison. That whole deal was practically child's play to the mischeivious mutant. It didn't even matter that they faced a total ban from the mystic city itself. It was the fact that he might've dashed any chance he had of winning over Y/N's affections.

'You just HAD to fuck it up, didn't you? You had to go out and be an asshole!' a booming inner voice fed into his insecurity and the crushing weight was enough to curl the red-eared slider into a fetal position, his lower lip quivering as he fought back tears.

"I…" a sniffle broke Leo from the spiraling despair he'd been wallowing in, unsure if the sound came from him.

"Am I… holding you back, Leo?"

Another sniffle and this time, he was sure the sound came from across the room. Peering over at the source of the sound, he found Y/N curled in on themselves, little hiccups causing their small form to quake and shudder. They were crying.

"Y/N?" Shifting from the bench, Leo took a few hesitant steps towards them as his hand ghosted across their shoulder before pulling away. His face wrought with guilt and worry, he debated scooping them up in his arms and holding them tightly to him right then and there. But he couldn't bring himself to do it. The thought of rejection stopped him in his tracks.

"I don't know why I do it. Why I try so hard to prove that I deserve to be around you." Y/N continued, their voice muffled as they buried their face in their knees. "I'm- I'm just a human. I'm not as strong. I'm not as quick. I can't compete with you and your mystic skills. I can't even keep lookout for you!"

"What? Y/N, no, you got it all wrong! Yeah, you're a human but I-"

"Just stop it! Stop!" Forcing back a loud hiccup, their head shot up to meet Leo's concerned gaze with a fierce, stubborn glare.

"You DON'T have to feel sorry for me and you DON'T have to keep me around! So why? Why keep me around when all I do is drag you behind?"

Their narrow eyes locked themselves with his, desperately searching his expression for any hint of pity. All Leo could do was chuckle, his concern melting into fondness.

"I don't feel sorry for you. Sure, you've looked better but I was so afraid I was the one holding YOU back."

"H-Huh? Me?"

"Y/N." The turtle sighed as he plopped himself down beside them, allowing their back to rest against his side as they unfurled from their little ball of sadness. "You ARE a human, yeah. But do you get how cool that makes you? You can do so much more than I ever could! Look, I might have my good looks, my mad skills, and my amazing charm, but you have that and more in… whew, in spades and for you, it's practically effortless."

As Leo moved to wipe a tear from Y/N's eye, he cupped his other hand on their damp cheek and with a tender tap of his thumb, he parted their lips slightly and moved in to plant his lips softly against theirs. The ghosting of his lips left enough room for Y/N to pull away if they felt uncomfortable. Instead he was nearly knocked back with the full force of Y/N's lips crashing against his, their body leaning over him and practically trapping him underneath their warmth. Leo's hands held firmly onto Y/N's sides and he eased himself back against the cold of the bench, breaking the kiss to let out a soft chuckle.

"I love y-"

"Well, well, well~ Looks like someone owes me 3 months of chores." a familiar, taunting voice hummed not too far from the two.

A jingling of keys had them both whipping their heads towards the now-open cell door, spotting the unmistakable, cocky face of Donatello leaning against the bars with crossed arms.

"D-Donnie?!"

"Yeah, yeah, you two can get back to your little makeout session. But I thought you'd like to know I paid your bail, you're welcome." He waved them off as he began down the hall. Some adventure this turned out to be.

Bonus comic: Leo definitely used his one phone call to call Señor Hueso

[wonderingpanda]

Masterlist

I think I’ve finally posted enough to make an actual masterlist so here it is! This will just be for any headcanons or oneshots/fics that I write.

Leonardo

Love Interest - Tottmnt!Leo x Fem!Reader

Raphael

Fight for Joy - Rise!Raph x Fem!Reader

Glad I Found You - 2012!Raph x Fem!Reader

Donatello

Jealousy - Jealous!2012!Donnie x Gn!Reader

He Likes Me - Rise!Donnie x Gn!Reader

Nightly Walk - 2012!Donnie x Fem!Reader

Michaelangelo

Improvised Ballet - Tottmnt!Mikey x Ballerina!Reader

All (Separately)

Love Me Please - Rise!Turtles x Reader

Cuddles! - Rise!Turtles x Reader

Lovesick Stares - Bayverse!Turtles x Reader

Relationships and Dynamics - 2012!OCs x Turtles

Choose a Name - Turtles x Reader

Have You Heard? - MM!Turtles x Reader

A Crush - Tottmnt!Turtles x Reader

Other

Hey You Pt.1 - Clay x Fem!Reader

Hey You Pt.2 - Clay x Fem!Reader

Introductions - 2012!TMNT OCs

TMNT Next Generation (AU) - 2012!Turtles x Fem!Readers

[dessertpanda]

The Music Box

2012Donnie x FemReader (fluffy/a little angst) MasterList

[FINALS ARE OVER AND IM FREEEE!!!!! Anyways! I'm so happy, i know ive been like MIA but i promise, I'll get y'all as many chapters as possible!!! Okay.... WHO HERE LOVES  2012 TURTLES!! Me i do... and Donnie is one of my favorites... Anyways this is becoming way too long... My point is... everyone remembers the Music box/ Big Foot episode right? Anyways this is based on that a Donnie x FemReader!.. please enjoy]

   "Ugh" Donnie sat, arms resting against the railway of the farmhouse porch. He was gazing into the night sky, unsure how to react to the day's rejection. The music box he had worked so hard on... from the construction of it, the careful song selection... the specific images chosen to decorate the delicate gift. He couldn't help but wonder if this whole crush thing was really worth it... Even after the kiss she gave him after the Big Foot incident... Going as far as calling him 'My Mutant.' her voice rang through his head... but was he really? "No... no, I'm just... A mutant... nothing more." He knew this... he'd known this for so long but, yet "God, I'm such an idiot," The soft thud of the music box falling from his hands didn't even faze him.

"D? You okay?" Y/n's soft voice rang out through the empty woods. Donnie glanced back at the front door, eyes slightly narrowing at her appearance.

"Oh, Hey..."  From the look in his eyes, she knew he had been crying, not to mention the slight rough end to his voice. He barely recognized her existence, simply drifting into his own little world.

"Okay, Y/n... let's help him out." She muttered to herself, kneeling down to gently retrieve the discarded music box. "It's beautiful!" As she stood to full height... she couldn't help but admire the careful craftsmanship that Donnie had put into it. Running her fingers softly over the engravings that littered the side. Each flower, letter, star... was all hand carved. She couldn't take her eyes away from the masterpiece... only looking away when she heard Donnie's frustrated groan.

"Not good enough apparently..." Shaking his head with a scowl... his voice hoarse. He looked over as the soft music began to play from the box... a soft gasp escaped Y/n's throat.

"It... you even had it play her favorite song..."

"I know..." Donnie sighed, leaning down to rest his head on his arms... a solemn look still present on his face. She could see him trying hard to suppress the sour feelings of rejection and sadness.

"Wanna... take a walk? Maybe talk a little?" She gently sat the music box on the swing chair that softly swayed with the night's air.

"Sure... sounds better than... whatever I'm doing right now" Pushing himself up off the railing, and slowly followed Y/n down the steps. For the first while, they walked in silence, the wildlife alone filling the void. The sounds of Owls softly cooing and rodents running across the ground. After getting a decent distance from the house, Y/n determined it was time to talk.

"Alright Turtle man... time to spill that heart." She watched as his shoulders slumped slightly, making his way over to a large rock and sitting his shell on it. Y/n could tell he wasn't exactly in a talking mood but followed his lead, sitting next to him on the rock, gently encouraging him.

"I just... really wanted to impress her..." he gently kicked the dirt, trying his best to avoid eye contact with her.

"Well... I don't think my opinion matters to you as much as hers but... I think it's impressive." She shrugged softly.

"Yeah... you're right...it doesn't... and she didn't." He murmured, the bitter tone did little to hurt Y/n's feelings, knowing he was in his feels. Never raising his gaze higher than the base of the tress.

"I'm sorry D... She just doesn't realize what she's missing."  A loud sigh left the tech genius. Gently shaking his head...

"I'm sorry for my harsh tone... it's not your fault..." he finally lifted his gaze to meet her y/c/e's. "It's not hers either... I just... I need to get over this little crush." he stared at her face for a moment... subconsciously admiring her features... "I... I don't exactly know how to do that tho..."

"Well..." Y/n blushed softly at his gaze... knowing he wasn't exactly looking at her... simply trying to focus his attention on anything other than his broken heart. "How about we do... Pros and cons! That way you can clearly see her... not just through rose-colored lenses." She hummed, pulling her T-phone from her pocket to take notes... "okay! Ready when you are! Let's start with the pros!"

She patiently waited as Donnie thought over all the pros about the redhead. "W-well her personality and sense of humor are some of the firsts that come to mind," he hummed, setting his hand against his chin in thought. "and she's a very intelligent girl," Y/n could only huff at his longing look. "She's... empathetic and protective... and..." He hummed... signifying that he had concluded his list.

"Okay... seems pretty good! Now... some bad things." She hummed, gently tapping away at her phone before looking up at him.

"She... can be judgmental at times... and she holds grudges for the longest time..." she glanced up at the sound of his shell scratching against the rock... watching as he sank to the floor, back preset near her legs.

"And... she's demanding... jumps to conclusions over anything," Y/n smirked softly... feeling his rage and annoyance slowly seeping through. "She... plays with my emotions! a-and doesn't appreciate anything I do!" With fast movements, he was constantly changing his position. Finally settling on a standing one, pacing back and forth in front of Y/n. With a soft hum, Y/n nodded along, making sure to put little star emojis by the traits he seemed most annoyed with.

 "Okay... another decent list!" gently setting the phone down on the spot Donnie was once sitting. "Okay... how about we talk about another person's positive traits!!" With a raised eyebrow, Donnie softly nodded. Curious as to the reason but trusting her nonetheless.

"Well... Raph is very protective, stubborn but... strong... and loving." He chuckled softly at the thoughts of his brother.

"Awesome! Let's keep going! continue, onto another!" She was glad Donnie's mode was shifting... slowly but steadily.

"Mikey is a good cook, and always knows how to bring the mood! Not to mention his enthusiastic attitude is something to envy!" He stopped his pacing for a moment... turning to face away from Y/n and just staring into the woods. "Then there's Leo... his sense of justice is impeccable, he's determined and funny... and just overall all," He turned to Y/n with a bright smile on his face. "Just all of my Brothers are... amazing," She giggled softly at his upbeat mood. "and... you!" he hushed as he was staring at her.

"Me?..." She tilted her head, and a soft nod signaled him to continue...

"You... you're very caring, kind, empathetic... and so patient with me... my brothers," He was back to playing with the dirt... but his words continued to flow "You're smart, strong... and pretty... PRETTY FUNNY!" He was quick to follow his words... trying to cover up his slip. "a-and you're sarcastic! But that adds to you being pretty funny." He moved to look at her again... his smile still bright.

"Feeling better?"

"yeah... a lot actually..." He moved again, taking his original spot on the rock... taking Y/n's T-phone into his hands. "This... helped... in an odd way." He sighed, handing her back her T-phone, before leaning back onto his arms.

"Wanna hear some pros and cons about you?" She scooted closer to him, gently patting his arm. He wasn't expecting her to offer such things. But after a few short moments, he nodded softly, somewhat nervous about what she could potentially say. "Hmm well for starters you're a literal genius, not to mention just how quick of a thinker you are!" She hummed softly, before continuing. "Anything scientist related you give 100 percent! And you're so caring, especially towards the person you love," She giggled softly glancing up to see his reaction.

"I... what else?" His face was flushed, a red color pigmented even through his green skin.

"oh! Your gap tooth is so cute! and the little whistle it does when you're sleeping... BUT C-Cons!! Right, you!" She gently cleared her throat, stopping herself before she went too far. "c-cons... you can be a little workaholic... and you're slightly obsessive." she finished, looking in the complete opposite direction of him, trying to hide the blush that littered her cheeks.  However, a three-fingered hand gently tugged her face so she would face him again.

"Y/n...thank you... really," He held a soft smile, looking into her eyes.  His own brownish-red ones held a soft gleam. He was flushed beyond belief but... he knew he had to thank her... for not only lighting his mood... but also showing him... just how amazing he was. "I know... now... that love will be a far-off thing for me but, it's nice to know you appreciate me.," He let out a soft gasp when she suddenly took hold of the hand on her face.

"Donnie... please don't think you're unlovable... just because April doesn't see you... doesn't mean there's not another girl who looks at you with the same eyes you give her,"  She smiled softly, pressing his hand closer into her cheek... "I promise... there's another girl... far closer than you think." She watched as his eyes gathered with tears, but he had a lax look.

"Thank you... I... I promise that when I'm ready...I'll love that girl... to the moon and back..." His heart was pounding. For his own good, he knew he should wait to truly ask her... but he needed her to know... to know that he understood her words... wholeheartedly.

"Don't worry Donnie... I'll be here," she hummed, leaning her head towards his face... watching as he closed his eyes... just soaking in her words..."I'll be here..." She whispered, before finally resting her forehead against his.

(OKAY HEAR ME OUT... this 2012 Donnie sometimes reminds me of Sanji... anyways!! hope you all enjoyed!! and I love yall!!!

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND REMEMBER TO EAT, DRINK, AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEEEE LOVE YOU ALL)

[saruh123]

✨Love in Hidden City✨

C: KeroKero on FB 🩷

[girl-loves-nerds]

We're all, my girl, we're all…

[incognito-duo]

DRESSING UPP!!!

Raph and Mona are Jack and Sally from Nightmare before Christmas!! I like to believe that Sprite or Halloween or something like that rented her parents cruise for a Halloween, costume party. Mona Lisa dressed up, being bodyguard duty once more, and allowed Raph to tag along! please vote @tmnt-ocxcanon-comp

[hitwiththefandomz]

☆*:.｡.Fancy Party.｡.:*☆

(rottmnt Raph x OC) based off @dancingdonatello ‘s writing

BACK | P2

Sometimes you just need a hug to find out you got a crush :}

[ghostytoad]

* Fun n' Games *

ROTTMNT Boys x GN! Leo-esque reader who enjoys drama, making jokes, and being overall awesome

Summary: The Hamato brothers unexpectedly fall for the smug, but genuine, fun-loving reader despite their egocentric habits Headcanons for: Donnie

GN! Reader; Romantic; Fluff || Words: 1.6k

Raph | Leo | Mikey | Bonus!!

Donnie:

his first thoughts upon meeting y/n is that literally nothing could be worse. he could be boiling alive in one of meatsweat's fancy culinary stews and be less bothered by that than having to endure not one, but TWO LEOS

there goes the fleeting days of being able to complete his work in peace and quiet; o call back yesterday, bid time return

really tho, all his eye rolling and indifference is just an act that he refuses to let up on (he has a REPUTATION to uphold after all!!)

it doesn't take much time for donnie to warm up to y/n though; he's more or less used to his twin's antics and smug behavior and with y/n being almost exactly the same, it's like they've known each other their whole lives

he chalks it up to being comfortable with the familiar, but his brothers can definitely see it for what it is: a crush

he enjoys the competitive tension between y/n and him, it keeps him on his toes and gives him a boost when he feels out of it and needs the motivation

doesn't much care for the whole ego thing, but it doesn't bother him as bad as leo's does; at least y/n has good reason to be as cocky as they are. they're funny, they're charming, they're cool, they're incredibly perceptive

in fact, he's secretly made a list of all the good qualities y/n has and all the things he likes about them… it's like a whole 10 spreadsheets worth of data

to be fair, he does keep a similar list for his brothers and april, so it's not like he's stalking y/n or anything; it's just his way of "bonding" with his loved ones

but y/n's list is a lot longer than anyone else's; there's just so much to like about them. it only makes sense that their list of good traits happens to match up pretty well with his list of "things to look for in a potential mate" (a secret list that he will take to his grave)

whenever they go on missions, he makes sure to fit y/n in all his latest gear he's made them for their protection; they might talk big game, but donnie still has to take precautions!

he may or may not have taken y/n on a few purple dragon-related missions - AKA "let's go put whipped cream in all of their hard drives and cover their hideout in tinfoil wrapping just to fuck with them"; turns out that the police do not find it funny

"let me just say for the record that nothing's illegal unless it can be proven beyond reasonable doubt. and you can't prove that y/n and i were there so…"

y/n ain't no snitch, so don can trust them to keep their mouth shut if anyone ever gets suspicious of their misdeeds; this also makes them his go-to for some of the more emotionally heavier things that he can't talk to his brothers about

yeah, donnie's not great with emotions, but that doesn't mean he doesn't feel them - he genuinely finds y/n to be a comforting presence, especially considering their amazing emotional perception and how well they can read him

he finds it much easier to work when y/n's hanging around the lab with him; they don't have to interact much, all it takes is a visit from y/n and he's hit with a burst of motivation

gets more work done with y/n around than he usually does and takes advantage of this productivity by making y/n stay with him for literal hours even if they don't actively take part in his work

he's even made them a little corner with all of their favorite things in the lab so they can keep busy while he works; they might be good for motivation and all, but he knows better than to leave y/n alone with one of his inventions considering their… impulsive behavior (rip stun-bo feature, we hardly knew ya)

"w-what, leaving? you can't leave yet! i've only just started on this upgraded micro-transmitter for the tank and i need your help! what do you mean you just sit there for hours doing nothing? that's entirely false, you are helping me out immensely! now sit right there and don't touch anything until i tell you to-"

their easy-going nature really complements his more rigid and particular personality; together, they are an unstoppable and wildly chaotic duo

he might be the funniest turtle of the group, but y/n has him in tears with their lame little jokes and one-liners; he mostly only laughs at the roasts and teases directed at his brothers though

overall, his brothers have an ongoing bet over how long it'll be before donnie finally realizes he has a MAJOR crush on y/n; leo has his bets on "not in my lifetime", april predicts it'll be sometime after casey jr's time, mikey's a little more generous and says "maybe in the next decade or two", and raph is just fed up with it and wants it over with NOW

The buzzing and whirring of various tools occupied the otherwise silently uneventful lab as Donatello worked away on his latest project, completely absorbed in his work. Tucked away in the corner, sitting snug in the soft embrace of a plush beanbag, Y/N busied themselves with another round of Smash Bros on their purple (totally not Genius Built branded) Switch. Most days in the lab were spent in comfortable silence, as the purple coded brother did his best work when there were minimal distractions. But for Y/N, that meant keeping all audible cries of excitement or groans of defeat to a minimum while gaming. And sure, that was a reasonable request for a while, but had it really already been four hours?! As Y/N glanced down at their phone for the time, they let out a loud, heavy sigh as boredom overwhelmed their usually active mind.

"Don, how much longer do I gotta sit here? I'm practically dying of boredom. I'm terminal now. Terminal!" They slumped themselves back over the cushion, causing it to wheeze under the shifted weight.

"Just a few minor adjustments left and we'll be as good as gold." Donnie hadn't even looked up from the tester bot he was tinkering with, something which Y/N met with a frustrated scowl.

"And by a few, you mean…?"

"I still need to work on recalibrating the external displays to account for the large-"

"UUUGH, no, how long! I've been here so long that my leg's've atro- asta-… ASTROFIELD!"

Donnie could hardly contain the snort that sounded from under his welding mask.

"I think the term you're looking for is 'atrophied' and no, I seriously doubt that the mere act of sitting is enough to deteriorate muscle tissue."

"Whatever. I'm dying here and you wanna lecture me on-"

They were interrupted by the soft thudding of approaching footsteps, the unmistakable sound of Raph entering the lab.

"Heya, D. Y/N. Sorry to barge in on y'all, just wanted to check in and see if y'guys needed anything. It's been, uh… A while and it's gettin' dark so-"

"Raph, will you tell Dorkie here to quit holdin' me hostage and let me go? He's been keeping me prisoner here and I haven't even gotten my one phone call!" Y/N teased. Their moniker was successful in tearing Donnie's attention away from his desk across the room to shoot them a bitter glare.

"Heh, y'know Y/N, you could leave anytime you wanted, right? It's not like he's actually gonna trap you here. Er… Right?" Raphael's playful expression tinged itself with a hint of concern as he, for a moment, considered the possibility of a hostage negotiation with his little brother.

"Nah, I'm actually good here. I just want something more to DO when I'm here. I can't just be here for moral support, y'know." They stuck their tongue out at the softshell as they rolled themselves off the bag and plopped softly onto the tile floor.

The eldest mutant scratched at the back of his neck with a chuckle. Of course Donnie would tell them it's for 'moral support'.

"Uh, Y/N. You do know he only really keeps you in here because he's got a thing for you, right? That whole moral support thing's a load of crock."

It was at that moment that the ambient hum of tools stopped and tense silence flooded in its place. Y/N propped themselves up on elbows and craned their neck towards Donatello who sat faced away from them with tense shoulders bunched up.

Sensing the awkward situation he'd now put them in, Raph let out a small hiss of regret between his teeth and slowly shuffled his feet back towards the door.

"Riiight… So, you guys good? Yeah? Yeah. I'm gonna just-"

And with that, he practically bolted for the door, leaving Y/N and Donnie to stew in the thick air of their own embarrassment.

"D-Donnie…" Y/N could barely squeak, their eyes fixed to the empty doorway as if they were pleading for Raph to come back and take the awkward with him.

Donnie took in a sharp breath and in one swift motion, pushed his work chair back and spun to face his companion with only his iron-will keeping him from running out of the lab himself.

"I-" He started, his face dark red and his lip quivering with anxiety as his mind parsed through the many scenarios in which this sort of confession could've gone.

"I knew it couldn't have been just for my good looks." Y/N's smug grin and flirtatious wink did little to alleviate the mutant's humiliation.

"Huh?"

"For the record…" Scooting up to Donnie's hunched form, Y/N gently took his hands into theirs and kept their gaze locked to the floor as the faintest blush dusted their cheeks, "I have a thing for you too."

Out of every scenario he'd managed to file through, this one was one outcome he didn't anticipate. But one he would happily accept.

[afreakingdork]

Writing Request: Reader x Donnie College Meet-Cute 💜

We got an anonymous request callers! Inspired by Stress Test, I got a request to do the college edition of a reader x Donnie meeting! Since the meeting in Stress Test is pretty indistinct as they're practically strangers, I'm going to write an original college meet-up!

From now until the poll closes, if you can prove to me that you voted Hassan/Mikey in this poll then I will write any short 100-400 word request like below or draw you a doodle of your choosing!

ᴰᶦˢᶜˡᵃᶦᵐᵉʳ: ᴵ ᵃᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶦⁿ ᵃⁿʸʷᵃʸ ᵃˢˢᵒᶜᶦᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵒʳ ᵉⁿᵈᵒʳˢᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵖᵉᵗᶦᵗᶦᵒⁿ ᵒʳ ᶦᵗˢ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵉˢᵗᵃⁿᵗˢ.

All ages fluff below the cut!

New semester, new classes.

You weren't, however, new to the college so you knew where to go. There was no freshman fumbling around as you cruised down the hallway. Your class was in this wing and you had the number. You just had to locate it and there were vague enough signs on the walls. You followed the arrows and, after counting down, found your door.

You were just early enough that you had a nice selection of seats to choose from.

The front you would skip as it was too close to the roving eyes of the teacher. You weren't sure of their style just yet, but you weren't particularly interested in hiding in the back. Thus you were left with the cent which seemed like the safest choice.

As you gazed over those choices, a dead center seat jumped out at you. The seating was broken up into two sections with a complimentary center row. One such aisle seat was plump for picking and you headed toward it. It would mean sitting right down next to a student in the adjacent seat.

Usual courtesy dictated you would leave a buffer seat for them, but you had seen the roster when you were checking your class schedule. This class was full and you'd soon be packing in anyway. The person seemed alright enough as they were buried in their hoodie and poured over a book. That read to you that they wanted to keep to themselves and you had no problem allowing it.

You took your seat and were careful not to jostle the table. Your seat mate continued to read on as if you were never there and that satisfied you. You took your time in getting your notebook ready for first day notes and settling in. You hadn't been too early, so soon students were filing in. You watched them come in with a tilt of your head toward the door and in your periphery you saw the book the student next to you was reading.

You recognized it instantly; it was the graphic novel version of a movie you had just watched.

The one none of your friends particularly cared for, but you loved.

You lit up.

"Is it good!?" The words came out of your mouth before you could stop them. "I was thinking of reading that!"

For a second, you were caught in stasis.

The silence went on just long enough that it seemed like your table mate hadn't heard you.

They could have had headphones in, you realized then.

They could just be ignoring you.

They could be enraptured in reading.

They eventually did move.

It was with a creak and just enough of a glance out of the depths of their hoodie.

They seemed to check if you were talking to them before looking down. "Yes. I've been enjoying it."

The response was cold, but something about it didn't completely deter you. "Sorry... I didn't mean to interrupt."

"It's fine." They put a bookmark that was another property you recognized, but you kept quiet about it.

Your professor walked in and class commenced. You took your notes, got your copy of the syllabus, and as these things usually went, your first day of class was over just as it started. You were dismissed and in the time it took you to close your notebook, you found the student next to you had disappeared.

On your schedule, you were back in class a day later, but you were running late. Experience taught you that while there were no assigned seats in college, there were stakes claimed. These were rocking in the first few classes as everyone adjusted to their needs which meant you perfect, middle-of-the-road seat, was in danger.

It had been a great vantage point and its proximity to the aisle meant you could leave without disturbing others.

It was the perfect seat and you were going to lose it.

Until you shot through the door and your professor glanced up at you with a snide comment.

There was a messenger back on the desk you used two days ago.

A black and purple one that matched a particular hoodie.

One that reached up and removed the bag as soon they noticed you looking.

They saved your seat.

Your heart shot straight into your throat and that was it. You spent the rest of your semester prioritizing getting to class early enough. No matter how much room you made in your schedule, he was somehow already there. Within the first few classes you found out her was a mutant and you equated that with his stoic attitude. You assumed he was nervous about judgment though you had none of your own.

What you really wanted from him was someone to talk to. It seemed like every time you brought up an interest, he had some opinion on it. It meant you could lob yours at him and he'd, in his limited capacity, would reciprocate. It pegged you has strange because his eyes betrayed everything else about him. By sitting right next to him, you'd see fires lit if you ever disagreed with one of his takes, but out of his mouth came lines that seemed per-recorded.

It only furthered your interest to the point where you could no longer tell if he actually care for your companionship or not. He was more of a fixture. A dimly lit lamp to read by as there was always a book in front of him. You were the one who came in stubbornly everyday and tried to change the switch.

All until he didn't show up one day.

The moment you walked through the door, his empty seat felt like a beacon.

There was a withdrawal deadline about to pass.

One that kept a class from impacting GPA.

Was that it?

Had he not been learning.

You sort of remembered him taking notes.

Really you had been looking at his hands.

How his two fingers twisted his pen between his thumb.

it was an agility you couldn't comprehend matching.

Remembering helped as class wore on. The presence beside you was one you hadn't realized you relied to heavily on. You rarely talked during class, but just knowing he was there felt like something you could count on. Even when time was up and he scurried off as he did, you day didn't feel complete until he gave that little bob of his head to acknowledge he would see you again.

You only realized then how bad your crush was.

It wasn't petty interest or a like mind for media.

You liked him.

You liked the way he smiled to himself during lectures.

You liked that you could chart his progress through how far his bookmark moved.

You liked how you had fallen for the old hoodie trick when in reality it was painfully obvious that he was a lovely shade of green.

"He's out sick."

You blinked up to find most of your class had already left.

"Donatello." The teacher spoke as he adjusted something at the podium. "Got an email, though it doesn't seem like he's going to get any notes from you."

You had a retort.

"You're quite the pair."

You swear you did.

"Do not separate." He chuckled. "Print that and slap it on your seats."

All you did was mumble a a thank you before finally packing up.

Perspective was now beating you down.

All those weeks.

All those classes.

Could you have been anymore obvious?

Was Donnie saving your feelings?

You called him Donnie without even asking if that nickname was alright.

it just popped out one day and he didn't correct you.

You were going down a hallway.

You need a break.

A diversion.

All these little cupid Donnie's were flying around your head.

When?

When?

The question pounded your ears as you ran toward the library.

Other students were moving at a similar speed.

Everything was moving faster.

There was running.

There was yelling.

You stopped for no particular reason.

Your shoes etched the ground and it was as if you landed on the activation point of a land mine.

The wall in front of you exploded out and you watched several students who had been in front of you get blasted away.

Not you.

You had perfectly and accidentally stopped just shy of the damage.

"There! You know the maneuver!"

You knew that voice.

Rubble moved and pulled your eye to where the debris had gone.

Out of the wrecked reeled the squishy body of a frog mutant who looked up with a paralyzing amount of spite from where he had come from.

You were slow to look back.

In the hole, perfectly arranged were four brightly colored turtles.

The purple of which you zeroed in on and, again, on your command he spoke.

"You all have the maps. I told you enrolling to scout was a good idea!" His head tipped nothing, but cocky.

It was Donatello.

You knew despite everything oozing from this person was not your person.

"Nerd alert!" Another turtle chirped.

"Just admit you wanted to break into school again!"

"Gasp!" Donnie swung a hand up to his chest. "I would never! I applied and got in, clearly."

"He tried to jar the science lab air."

"The science lab was where this mutant and the three others were being forcefully mutated by that student!!" Donnie hissed.

A rock then rocketed at the group and took the orange one back through the hole.

"Enough gabbing!" The red turtle readied his fist. "We got the campus layout! They can't hide so let's smash 'em!"

You stood deathly still as they attacked the frog.

A white mouse soon joined the fray.

The orange turtle returned.

A starfish disrupted the turtles victory and its chopped limbs regenerated more suckered creatures.

You heard phrases tossed around like silverfish and several students tried to coax you away.

You couldn't.

Donnie was there.

Donnie was unlike anything you'd ever seen.

Images of his meek existence were obliterated one by one.

You didn't know this man.

You knew some guy in your class and idealized a book he probably kept as cover.

You still swore the bookmark moved with steady progress.

Wasn't that enough proof that at least something was real?

If that was, what else was?

Caught between that and the literal battle going on around you, you were stuck.

Until a brick whizzed by your face, but the pain came on a delay afterward.

You reached up like something out of a show and touched your cheek.

It came away with blood.

It darkened on your fingertips way faster than it should have oxidized.

You looked up in time and saw an entire slab bench was heading towards you and casting a shadow.

So this was it, you allowed your final thought to be just as anticlimactic.

Something else struck you from the side first.

It had the force of a rocket and your air was sucked from you at the speed.

It also hadn't hurt.

It was warm, if anything.

Momentum slowed and you were soon sat on your feet, though arms securely had your waist.

"Are you okay?! Your cheek! I have skin adhesive that I was using to lift key cards. Long story, but..." Donnie held you with one arm and searched his person with the other.

You stared.

He had the same face, but this was the first time you had seen all of it.

Or part of it with his purple bandana and what looked like a shoddy pair of modified welding goggles on his head.

His hand shot up with a pinched bandage slip "A-one dressing that is both repositionable and inhibits bacterial growth! Perfect for..."

He took great care in applying it to your cheek.

His hand lingered there and its warmth seeped through your skin.

"Who are you...?" You found yourself asking.

His expression shifted from something tender to something tinged with sorrow. "I'm still me..."

Your brows came together with knit distress.

"The Donatello that attended your classes was but a cover, but our interactions-!"

You watched him cut himself off.

"-are ones that evidentially appear... as part of said ruse."

You nodded.

His lips parted for a few false starts.

There was a distant crash and some cackling that could have come from either side.

Donnie glanced in that direction.

"You should go..." You told him.

Duty or whatever he was up to caught him and he straightened up.

You stepped out of his arms.

He said your name with clear intention.

For your time, you offered him what you thought would be a last look.

"I could really use your notes today."

You blinked a single time.

"I'm not... Well, I should say I have no intention of dropping out. Imagine the blemish on my academic record! They say it's not counted, but we all know that's not true. Besides, the material is child's play compared to my doctorates, however..."

You felt your mouth gape.

He only smiled. "Now that we, and I mean my dumb-dumb brothers who I am going to have woefully blind faith in that they've taken care of this mess, caught the rogue mutator I can finally take my studies seriously."

You stunted a hopeful breath.

"As in a study group, of course! Multiple students and not just us! Ah! Alone! Can you imagine!?" He quacked with flushed flesh.

Your heart shot straight into your throat.

"And I can trade you for the notes. My graphic novel. The first one that you wanted to read. We can call it collateral... until I show you that I can be trusted... If you were..."

"I didn't take any notes!"

It was his turn to stare.

"I... I was too distracted that you were gone."

"You...?" He pointed to himself.

You nodded.

"Me...?" He pointed to you.

Your head bobbed at a faster pace.

"Then we must catch up!"

"For class!" You added.

"Donnie!!" A voice called. "Gonna need that sticky stuff you got!!"

"You should-"

"I should-"

You both gave bashful grins.

"Wednesday."

"Wednesday. After class?"

"Consider my calendar cleared!" He lifted into the air before you like a vision and you thought you could get used to that as he rocketed back toward where one of his brothers was waving.

[buthowboutno]

First Impressions: Sweets and Donnie

@tmnt-ocxcanon-comp

Sighing deeply, you reached for your textbook when you saw a… metal claw inching towards it? You would’ve fully believed that you were hallucinating if you didn’t watch the claw snatch your textbook right from underneath your hands.

“Hey, I need that!” you yelled. You followed along the arm of the claw before your eyes came to focus on a dark figure in a purple hoodie.

You seemed to have spooked the figure for a moment. They froze, staring at you for a single breath before they turned around and started sprinting away from you.

God, you were tired. But there was no way in hell that you were about to find yourself a victim of some engineering frat’s antics.

“Man, they’re really leveling up their recruits this year,” you muttered to yourself. You took off running after them, nearly barreling into the wall as they rounded the corner.

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Excerpt from "And They Were Lab Partners"

Really, is there anything more romantic best-friend-ish than aggravated assault?

[peepawgia]

Mikey's...cleaning??

All thanks to a strange entity resembling a talking loaf of bread that suddenly took residence in Mikey's head...What could this be?

[megumi-sensei]

TMNT Rant Ahead: You've been warned.

I am officially going to rant for a moment. Why is it okay for girls to swoon over toxic stalker vampires, overly possessive werewolves, demons who demand their souls, angsty emo fallen angels, and a host of unhealthy nonhuman lovers, and yet I'M somehow creepy and weird for liking Ninja Turtles?

The original TMNT comics were gritty, dark, and absolutely not for children. The first movies had cursing and violence. The 2013 series had incredibly heavy themes. The Rise of the TMNT movie had actual body horror, some cursing, and I'd feel incredibly uncomfortable letting a young kid watch it.

Don't even get me started on the Michael Bay movies. We don't talk about those. Not for kids.

The argument I get is "it's creepy that you like characters from a kid's show." Bro, did you watch only the goofy 1984 show? Or have you taken literally any time to read the comics or watch any of the deeper stuff?

You may judge me for wanting Donatello to carry me away to the lair for snuggles, but is it really any unhealthier than wanting a vampire to assault you?

I've said my piece. Unfollow or block me if you wish.