#tmnt 2012 april x reader

[sc4rrc]

"Jealous much, but for a 'solid' reason."

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- 2012!Donnie x reader - Jealous much, but for a 'solid' reason - Fluff - Warnings: None Request: Nope, just came up with this on my own whilst reading through some one shots of my personal favourite creators. You like Donnie, he likes you. But you're both as oblivious as ever, despite clearly showing each other that you care. And as a date is set between you and someone who is -clearly- NOT Donnie, he finds it hard to not feel jealous. ════════════════════

For quite some time, nearly since you met, both you and Donnie had held an affection for one another. Whether it was how he saved you and your friend, April, from the Kraang that first drew you to him, or the fact that he so easily got along with you from then on, it didn’t seem to matter. You became close from that point, and eventually you even took part in most of their missions—after you’d gotten more familiar with fighting through Splinter’s lessons.

A few problems did arise between the two of you though, like how oblivious you both seemed when it came to actually catching on that someone might be interested. Or the way doubt crept in because of your close friendship. He’d compliment you a lot, always ensuring your safety on missions, and you did the same for him. But somehow, you both missed the bigger picture. “It’s not something new; he worries about all of us during fights,” you’d tell yourself whenever April pointed it out.

And it was true; he always watched out for his brothers, too. How could he not? They were family. But there he was, watching you train, helping you improve when Splinter was busy.

Other times, you’d be the one to assist him. Sometimes you’d grab things from the top that he did not have easy access to, or simply keep him company in the lab to make sure he took breaks. Lunch, water—the basics. But one thing you both did constantly, no matter how oblivious each of you seemed in the moment, was stare. Even from across the room, one of you would be looking at the other. On movie nights, for example, you’d sit on the couch, Mikey on your right and Casey on your left, everyone focused on the screen—except Donnie, whose gaze would occasionally drift toward you.

He’d become well aware that he was absolutely, undeniably infatuated with you. Even he knew he sometimes went a bit too far with his attention, though his brothers never hesitated to tease him. Raph, mostly. But with his feelings also came doubt, for both of you. After so long, with neither of you daring to believe the other felt the same, you both wondered if it could ever work. You didn’t want to risk your precious friendship on a confession that might lead to rejection. So, silence it was.

“I don’t know, April. Just think about it. If I say something, and he doesn’t feel the same, then this might just ruin our friendship. And I don’t want that.”

Harsh words to admit, really. The thought wasn’t exactly pleasant. April had been trying for ages to nudge you both toward a confession, convinced it would lead to something good. Or maybe that was just the hopeless romantic in her, but she hoped nonetheless. And despite her efforts—along with the boys’ attempts to coax Donnie out of his safe shell—neither of you would budge. Sighing, she finally said, “That is fair, I suppose. But I still stand by what I said earlier. Forgetting doesn’t sound like the best alternative. I’ll help, but that doesn’t mean I’m agreeing with this plan.”

Her words made you smile in gratitude. Crushing on Donnie, though a genuine feeling, had become almost frustrating. He seemed so unaware of your feelings—close, yet so distant. It made you wonder if maybe he really didn’t feel the same. And yes, that stung a little. But it also made you realize that moving on might be necessary. For everyone’s sake, including your own. So, when a boy in your History class asked you out, you accepted. It felt like progress for a moment, but only for a moment. Soon, it became a test to see how quickly you could let go of Donnie, knowing that dwelling on him wasn’t helping you move forward. And after all, it was just a date—a way to focus on someone else. ════════════════════

When it came to being in that position—being told by the girl he couldn’t stop being so fond of that she had a date with some guy, a human guy no less—Donnie wanted to dig himself a hole in the lab and never come out. He’d imagined this day might come, and he felt like he was losing his chance—if he ever even had one. His heart sank as the words left your mouth, and it was hard not to show his disappointment. But for your sake, he put on a smile and congratulated you. He even wished you good luck. Then, once you left the lair, he retreated to his lab, shutting the door behind him, eyes focused on his work. Anything to avoid thinking about his growing jealousy, even for a moment. The others noticed the slump in his shoulders as he walked away but decided to let him be. They knew it might be a long evening in the lair, but they figured the situation might resolve itself—if it could.

--- Time Skip ---

Hours went by, some faster than others, and soon you found yourself back in your apartment, changed into a new set of clothes, ready to sleep the day away. Reflecting on what was supposed to be a date, you thought back to what he’d said: “Listen, I’m not really one for these serious things, ’kay? You’re cute, I’ll give you that. But I’ve got my ways around relationships, if you want to keep me happy.” That was about all you’d heard before mentally checking out of the “date.” He seemed nice at first but turned out to be a self-centred idiot—not the good kind of idiot either. And with all his talking, you made little effort to understand what he really meant.

You couldn’t recall the whole conversation, but you knew there was no way you’d repeat the experience. The things he said—about you and about others—were all wrong for you. He kept going on about some “party with girls” he had to get to, and the moment he crossed a line, you’d made your exit, realizing just how little interest you had in seeing him again.

You’d only just drifted off when a soft, rhythmic tapping at the window stirred you back to consciousness. Groaning, you pulled the blanket tighter around your shoulders and shuffled toward the window, squinting through the curtains. It could only be one of the guys, you knew, but the last thing you expected was to find Donnie, hanging upside down on the fire escape patiently, his expression hovering somewhere between nervous and excited.

Fighting back a laugh, you pushed the window open. “Donnie?” you whispered, the surprise obvious in your voice. “What are you doing here?”

He offered a tentative smile, voice low. “Hey. Sorry if I woke you. Just, uh… thought I’d check in. Make sure you got home okay.”

You laughed softly, raising an eyebrow. “It’s a bit late for a check-in, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, I know, but…” He shrugged, his calm exterior cracking just enough to reveal a hint of nervousness. “Couldn’t help myself. April mentioned the date didn’t, uh… go quite how you planned?”

A sigh slipped from you as you pulled the blanket around yourself a little tighter, rolling your eyes. April, of course. “You could say that,” you chuckled. “He was… something, alright.” You caught his amused grin, the faint hint of relief there not lost on you. You shook your head, feeling a smile tug at your lips despite it all.

Donnie’s face softened, his eyes meeting yours. “Yeah, well… I think you deserve better than that.” His voice was quiet, sincere, but even he looked surprised by his own words, cheeks darkening just a bit under his mask. “I mean, someone who’d treat you better than that. A lot better, actually.”

A warmth spread through you, his words settling in, making you feel a little lighter after such a disappointing night. His gaze hadn’t wavered, and you felt yourself holding your breath, caught off guard by how much his simple words meant.

“Thanks, Donnie. For worrying about me,” you said, the words barely a whisper. Before either of you could overthink it, you leaned out the window and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.

Donnie froze completely, his eyes wide, his usual calm vanishing in a heartbeat as he stared at you, utterly speechless. It took him a second—maybe two—before he swallowed, blinking a few times as if to process that the kiss had actually happened. A deep blush crept over his face, nearly reaching the edges of his mask.

“Oh. I, yeah.. Anytime,” he stammered, his voice slightly higher than usual. His hand moved almost instinctively to where you’d kissed him, and for a second, he was all but suspended there, entirely lost in the moment.

You bit back a laugh, giving him a little wave before you gently closed the window and pulled the curtain back in place. A small thrill ran through you as you moved back toward bed, a smile lingering even as you settled back under the blankets.

Outside, Donnie remained still, one hand pressed to his cheek, replaying the moment over and over in his head. A grin broke out slowly across his face, unable to hold back the ridiculous happiness building up inside him. "Oh, man... She kissed me. She actually kissed me.” He couldn’t help the ridiculous grin on his face as he clambered back up the fire escape, his heart still thudding as he slipped back into the shadows, feeling no more of that jealousy from earlier. Not even the knowing looks from his brothers as he made his way through the entrance of the lair brought him fully back, his mind still stuck in that moment.

════════════════════ A/N: Here's my first one-shot. I think it turned out pretty good, considering nearly half of what I made the other night in drafts did not save. But idk if I should make a part 2 for this? I could, if I feel like it. It also depends on what you guys want so I might pole it, but the main idea is that I did it. (Also I love Donnie so much, he's so bf material.) - I do NOT give permission for any of my work to be republished on any other sites, or even here. Not Ao3, not Wattpad, nowhere. This is simply for entertainment purposes and I would appreciate respecting this.

[hotheadedhero]

In Unrequited Love - Part 2

AN: When I say that writing this part had me feral, I don't mean it lightly. This part ended up being over 2000 words, blimmin heck. It had me losing sleep, losing sanity, and my grasp on reality and going insane. All in good ways of course! It got angstier than I originally intended but, man, I'm a sucker for it. I think you guys are too ;)

Part 1 - Part 3

Warning: angst for reader's lacking self-preservation, silly dummy, but Donnie is also a dumb-dumb, so you're as bad as each other really.

Donatello x Reader

Every explanation you can come up with to try and disregard your feelings for the tallest of the turtle brothers has only been met with more anguish. First, you theorised it to be some kind of miscommunication with your emotions, that you had merely misread a deep level of friendship as a new crush. Then, you tried to reason with yourself that it was a rebound - a re-focussing of such feelings onto someone else who likes spending time with you. Neither holds enough weight to get out of this funk, however. You’re chain-bound. 

Then begged the question: what are you to do about it? Realistically, what can you do about it? Not once have you had the courage to even try and say something to Casey, so what makes you think this is any different? If anything, it’s worse. Not only because Donatello is so helplessly in love with April, but because you are so much more hopelessly in love with him. Even the way you used to feel about Jones wasn’t this overwhelming. 

You hate it. You hate it so damn much and, yet, you can’t stop yourself from spending most of your free time in that forsaken laboratory. There’s a saying that keeps coming to mind whenever you find yourself aiding him with inventions and experiments: fool me once, shame on you - fool me twice, shame on me. You certainly feel the fool and more so after a particular incident. A word used candidly but it felt like an incident at the time. The details are foggy but you believe it had something to do with the daughter of The Foot - Karai - and a new robotic toy of hers. Donnie had come in and saved the day, earning a kiss on the cheek from his crush by the end of it. To say that it stung is an understatement.

Nothing appeared to change after that day other than the joy your new infatuation must have been riding on since. You hadn’t even taken note of how it’s affected you. You don’t take notice of it at all. Yes, you still regularly visit the lab but less so to help out. As of late, it is you who is being helped. A habit which has become the norm where the purple-clad turtle finds himself patching you up. Almost every time you see him, there’s a new bump, bruise, or scratch that needs tending to and every time he does what he can to make it better.

Today is no different. If anything, it has to be the worst of your afflictions that he’s seen to date. The first few times were viewed in mild hilarity but he’s not finding these frequenting successions of being your first aider funny anymore. He currently has you sat in his desk chair, knelt down and worriedly looking over your ankle. The pigment of your skin is only slightly discoloured but it’s clear from the way you hobbled in a few moments ago that it can’t handle much weight right now. Carefully, he holds a cold compress against the affected area, earning a jolted hiss from your person. He winces himself and mutters a quiet apology. Some silence follows until he decides he needs to know exactly what you did to warrant such a bad injury. 

“What happened this time?” he asks as he continues to inspect the contusion, making sure nothing is broken beneath. 

“I just slipped whilst I was coming down the ladder,” you admit casually. “Think there’s been some rain recently, so it’s my own fault for not wearing grippier shoes.”

Your answer is marginally concerning for two reasons: it hasn’t rained for at least a few days now and he’s seen the way you work - how careful you are when you’re helping him with mechanics or measuring various chemicals. This isn’t like you. Retrospectively, he hasn’t known you long but he likes to think you’ve hung out enough for him to discern that you aren’t typically this clumsy. He’s even detected a drop in your mood. You don’t crack out as many jokes with him, nor have you spoken much about Casey. The band of his mask creases over his furrowing brows and he slowly looks up at you.

“Is everything okay?” he inquires carefully, mindful of the potentially sensitive question. “You seem… out of sorts lately. If it’s something to do with Casey-”

“It’s not Casey,” you interrupt, rather abruptly he notices. Sighing, you quickly attempt to correct yourself and slump into the seat. “I dunno. It might be. I think I’m just done with all the love stuff at this point.” 

You end on a bitter cadence, one that has Donatello sinking. His heart breaks knowing that yours has been taken away and trampled on by this mess. It well and truly hurts him to see you this way, to hear that you’re energy has been depleted because of this. Then, like a jab to the gut, it all comes to fruition. The ugly canvas decorated with the hard, cold facts paints this horrifying image before his mind: your physical pain is a manifestation of that from within. Whether it’s intentional or not, it’s still an alarming prospect. Swallowing past the nausea permeating and rising into his throat, he takes a moment to reflect on how best to help you. He doesn’t want to be the one to tell you that you should keep pursuing that ragged hockey puck-lover but he also doesn’t want to see you in such disarray. He can’t bear the thought that you might get hurt worse than this.

With a steadying breath, he takes your hands in his own and smiles up at you sympathetically. “Don’t say that. You never know. There’s still time for things to change in your favour.”

If only he knew how much that gaze of his torments you; how his hands make yours burn cold. You silently beg of him to not look at you with such warmhearted affection, that the very thing he believes to have ruptured your heart is not Casey but is him. Part of you wishes that you could get angry and blame this on him for being so sweet, funny, and an overall joy to be around but that wouldn’t be fair. The reality is that you can’t blame anyone, not even yourself. Feelings can’t be forced nor can they be changed. Your eyes drop to the two sets of hands that rest on your lap, knowing you can’t stand to stare into those puppy-dog maroons much longer. 

Unenthused, you hum, “Guess so. Seems like you’re a little more on the hopeful side after that kiss on the cheek, huh?”

He glances away with an awkward smile. Everyone may assume that his head must have exploded when that happened and it would have done were it not for a certain change of circumstance. April kissing his cheek was ironically what led to him realising he loves you. At first, he was entirely confused. Why didn’t he get that round of butterflies? The heart palpitations? There wasn’t even a wild glee that he would have expected with something that monumental happening. Maybe there wasn’t supposed to be. He would have to look into it, he thought, and test it to figure out what was going on. An experiment that didn’t even make it to the drawing board. 

No more than an hour later, Donnie’s tending to a burn on your arm after you spilt boiling coffee on yourself; the first domino to fall in this onset of injuries he would serve medical attention to. Seeing you hurt struck something fierce within him. He had this sudden urgency to protect you, care for you, and look after you. Then, followed a quick daydream of holding you in his arms, close to his body and safe from any and all extraneous variables that could threaten you. It flashed before his eyes with such volatile ammunition he almost stumbled over the dressing work he had been so carefully wrapping around your forearm. That’s when he realised and, boy, he couldn’t look you straight in the eye for the remainder of that day. 

Perhaps, in a way then, your words ring true. He likes to believe he’s more hopeful. He likes to think he stands a better chance with you with how often you hang out and how well you get along. That’s why he doesn’t want you to give up on love. Regardless of where your sights are set, if you’re done with love, that’s his chance gone completely. He wants to keep that hope alive in you as well. Even if it’s for someone else, he doesn’t want you to be devoid of that sensation. It can hurt but it’s still a beautiful experience in his eyes. 

Realising your smaller fingers are still overlapped in his, he blushes - a blush you assume to be the result of your conversation. He finally withdraws his grasp lest he risks you experiencing the backlash of his suddenly clammy palms. It’s about time that he secures your ankle in a bandage, anyway. 

Ignoring your question altogether, he laughs nervously and clears his throat. “Well, the good news is that nothing is broken. Most of the fall was taken by your ligaments, though, so you won’t be able to walk properly for a few days. My recommendation is you rest at home in the meantime.”

You toss your head back into the chair and groan out lethargically, “If only I could replace it with a robotic one, hm?” Along with your overly attached, love-sick heart. “Would make things easier.”

“As long as you know to come here for repairs. Robotic limbs need just as much care and attention as organic ones.”

Glancing away, your lips turn up at the sides bashfully. There’s a smile. A genuine smile. He’s been waiting all day - a few days - to see one of those. What a dork. You can only hope your ankle does a fast job of getting better. At least that means no school for a few days but it’s still a bother. Simultaneously, that means no visits to the lair until you’re healed up. The thought is upsetting but you can’t help thinking it might do you some good; a bit of distance to calm the erratic, painful ache of the suffering muscle that sits behind your ribcage. Distance and distraction. On the topic of distractions, a particular object of interest has caught your eye from across the room: a small, rectangular mound hidden beneath a thin layer of cloth.

“Hey, what’ve you got under this?” 

You don’t even wait for an answer, opting to propel yourself over to his desk with your good foot. The office chair glides along the floor and, before he can stop you, you’re already pulling the tarp from this mystery item. For someone who’s just injured their ankle, you’re annoyingly quick to feed curiosity’s temptation. Your snoopiness would reveal a narrow box, that which you open too, further revealing a slim sliver of chain with a charm sitting comfortably in the centre of it. Said charm is a purple turtle and you don’t have to think hard to figure out that this is a gift for a certain red-head. It’s magnificently crafted if not a little corny but you can commend his boldness.

“I’m sure April will like it,” you say sweetly enough that it masks the disdain bubbling in your throat. With a quiet sigh, you return the necklace to its resting place, fingertips brushing over the top of the box. “If she doesn’t, though, I… think it’s beautiful.”

Truthfully, that’s the only appraisal he’s looking for, especially seeing as he’s made it for you. He should take the opportunity whilst he’s riding on that high. You like it. He should just say that it’s for you. Get it out there and proclaim his feelings if not at least allude to them but the melancholy behind your eyes chokes him out of trying. It’s not the right time. Your heart is fragile - far too fragile to be here any longer, you’ve decided. 

“Thanks again for helping out,” you mumble, swallowing past a lump whilst you attempt to stand. “Better make a start on resting, huh?”

Quickly, he holds an arm out in case you need to grab onto it, face scrunched and brows raised from the middle. “H-Hey, wait! Can I at least walk you back home? That manhole cover is gonna be a struggle let alone the ladder to get to it.”

Cursing the kindness of this tall terrapin would be cruel but he just makes it so darn difficult to not fall more victim to your feelings. You would love nothing more than to take his offer. Wholehandedly, you would within a quarter of a second. There’s just one teeny tiny problem, however. 

“I appreciate the offer, Donnie, but it’s still daytime,” you remind him. 

In his overzealousness, he had missed that fact. A seemingly obvious detail that he wouldn’t typically forget were he not so worried about you. He is not letting you go back to the surface alone in your current condition - both the physical and mental. Wishing to be human isn’t a naturally occurring thought but it’s currently a prevalent desire. How is he meant to ensure a safe trip home if he can’t go topside? Just as begins formulating a plan, a certain dark-apparelled miscreant passes the lab. Donnie can’t believe he’s actually going to do this but it seems like the only option. 

“Casey.” He raises a hand dilatorily to catch the teenager’s attention. “Any chance you could escort (Y/n) home?”

Casey takes one look at your wrapped ankle and throws out two finger guns with a wink. “Jones is on the case.”

He understood the assignment quickly enough at least. Hooray for him. Donatello is prompt to smile when you cast him an estranged glance. You reckon he’s trying to wingman you, which is almost hilarious. If only he knew. Your “escort” temporarily donates you his hockey stick as a makeshift crutch and places a hand between your shoulder blades as extra leverage whilst walking you out. Donnie may have been lying to himself before. He doesn’t want you to be devoid of love but he doesn’t want your love to be directed elsewhere like he had initially tried to come to terms with. It should be him. He wants it so badly to be him. Pitifully, he watches you leave, hearing Casey remark something along the lines of “you’re in safe hands” before the two of you are out of earshot. Such friendly, flirtatious comments from your prior crush would have had you in a tizzy but, weirdly, you find comfort in them. It’s a short moment of silence for your incessant pining. 

Now, all there is to do is hope that your forced rest isn’t met with bedridden wallowing for the oncoming days.

I know the first kiss on the cheek moment doesn't really fit with how it goes in the show but that's the point of fanfiction, is it not? :P Hope you enjoyed! I'm gonna lie down now, holy jeebus

[ju1cyfru1t]

Timeless (Rise!Leo x Reader) (2012! Leo x reader)

ROTTMNT + 12’ TMNT x reader

Rise! Y/N meets 2012! Y/N

^could be read as Rise! Or 12! Leo x reader?

fluff :) gn reader, romantic, Drabble

SO SO PROUD OF THIS 🫶🏻

You still would've been mine

We would have been timeless

I would've read your love letters every single night

And run away and left it all behind

You still would've been mine

We would've been timeless

'Cause I believe that we were supposed to find this

So, even in a different life, you still would've been mine

We would've been timeless

“Wait, wait, wait. So you’re saying you’re me?” You shook your head as you processed, staring at…well, yourself. They looked like you, just ever so slightly different. They felt different, too.

“I know, right?” They laughed, looking down. It was evident they were just as shell-shocked (pun intended) as you. I mean, it really is baffling. Whether you believe it or not, the multiverse is actually real. You would think will everything you’ve seen in your time of knowing the turtles, this wouldn’t be so shocking.

But this was all so overwhelming. There’s another you? Not to mention another Donnie, Mikey, Raph, Splinter, April; all so different from each other…and another Leo.

“So…your Leo is really something, huh?” They cleared their throat, motioning their head towards the two blue-clad turtles. Your Leo was laughing obnoxiously (, probably at one of his own jokes,) and their Leo looking a little embarrassed.

“You could put it that way…” You rolled your eyes, but you couldn’t help the smile spreading on your face. He was your Leo.

They snickered in response, “For sure…mine is a little dense, but I still love him.”

Your eyes immediately shot up to meet theirs, full of surprise. “Wait…you guys are, like…a thing?”

“Yeah, you guys aren’t?” They seemed confused, almost like they already knew the answer.

“No, no, we are…I guess I shouldn’t be surprised.” You looked away, your head spinning with questions.

I mean, how was this even possible? Are there other versions of you? What are they like? What have these turtles faced? …Does this mean soulmates are real?

You looked up to them once again, hesitating. “Do you think it’s like this in every timeline?”

They met your gaze with a warm grin, taking your hand in theirs before looking back at their Leo then to yours, “I really hope so.”

You didn’t say it, but you did too. You really, really, really did. You wanted every iteration of you to find what you two have. To be pulled by the invisible string of fate and find each other. Even if every Leo wasn’t the same, that there would always be one similarity. That he would your Leo. And you’re sure that every version of you felt that way, too, especially the one sitting in front of you now.

“Please,” they spoke up again, “I want to hear all about you…and your Leo, I guess.”

You laughed openly, nodding, “where do I even start?”

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versions for Raph, Mikey, Donnie, and April???

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Karma At First Sight: part 1

2012!Raphael x reader

Part 2

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Raph learns pretty quickly that what goes around comes around, especially when teasing one of his brothers.

Very much inspired by the first time Donnie sees April.

Warnings: None other than Raph wanting to beat his brothers up.

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The night was cool and breezy as the turtles perched on the rooftop, watching over the city, looking out for Kraang or other sudden beings. Raphael groaned in annoyance, listening to Leo and Donnie’s conversation, and how Donnie - once again - managed to mention April and somehow turned the whole conversation with the oldest brother, to be about Donnie’s not so secret crush.

"Can you shut up about her for once?", Raph groaned out, throwing his hands in the air. “If I have to hear about the way April’s eyes sparkle one more time, I will be punching more than just Kraangs! Just tell her and get it over with!”

Donatello rolled his eyes. "It's not that simple, Raph. It's a delicate situation-".

Raphael groaned, leaning back against the rooftop ledge with his head resting in his hand, eyes lightly scanning over the street in front of them. "Delicate situation, my shell. Just tell her you like her, you dork".

“Hey! Don’t call me a dork!”

“Quiet down guys”, Leo whispered from his spot. “Someone could hear us-”.

“I will keep calling you a dork till the day you tell your girlfriend-!”

“She isn’t my girlfriend! And I will tell her the way I see fit!”

“Here we go”, Mikey said, watching as his hot-tempered brother got more and more heated.

“Oh, you wanna fight about it, smart guy? Come at me!”

And that's how that argument started. Donnie Raph bickering back and forth, to the point where Leo and Mikey had to pull the two of them apart.

But as the argument continued, your soft footsteps echoed on the street below. Music playing in your ears as you hummed along to the song playing. The turtles, too busy with their fighting, didn't pay much attention to the street below them. That until Raphael turned his gaze slightly to the side, right as he raised a fist at Donnie, and caught sight of you. Your humming floated up to the rooftop, catching his attention, like a pleasant and satisfying siren. His eyes widened, his mouth slightly agape with his fist still in the air as he watched you walk by, completely captivated by the way your hair caught the moonlight. His brothers stared at him in confusion, wondering why he never tried to throw his punch at Donnie. But any thought of punching his brainiac brother was gone from Raph’s head. All in his head at that moment was you.

You seemed carefree, unburdened by the possible dangers lurking in the shadows. The corners of Raphael's mouth twitched as he found himself strangely drawn to you. His fist lowering slowly and his gaze softening.

His brothers, noticing the sudden change in Raphael's demeanor, exchanged confused glances. Mikey, almost frightened by Raph’s sudden change, tapped his shoulder. “Hey, you good man?”

“Wow”, was all Raph could say, still absent minded staring at you walking past them on the opposite side of the street. His brothers turned, just in time to see you smile at a text you had gotten from one of your friends, still unaware of the four pairs of eyes on you.

Leonardo snorted a laugh. "Looks like someone else just got a crush". Mikey and Donnie giggled.

Raph attention flew straight to Leo scowled at him, trying to play it cool. "What are you idiots talking about?"

"Don't play dumb, Raph. I can practically hear your heart pounding from here", Leo teased.

"I don’t blame you Raph, they look really nice", Mikey teased leaning further over the roof edge to get a better look at you.

Raphael grumbled under his breath, his hands once again balling into fists, ready to throw them at the next person that spoke a word. Meanwhile, you continued on your way, humming at the new song that started playing in your headphones, unaware of the turtle watching you from above.

Raph watched as you walked away, his fists loosening as he learned over the edge of the roof to get one last look at you. A slight sadness fell over him as he watched you turn a street cover. He wouldn’t have minded just a few seconds more to look at you.

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As the night progressed, Raphael found it increasingly difficult to concentrate on anything other than the mysterious girl he'd spotted on the street. He forgot to listen when Leo spoke, caught up in his own head. Not that he usually would listen to what Leo had to say, but this time he wasn’t doing it on purpose.

Even as they returned to the lair, Raph was still a bit out of it. He tried to turn his attention towards a comic book in the main area, but found that he would just stare at the page while thinking of you.

Donatello, noticing the distraction, couldn't resist a sly comment.

"Hey Raph, have you ever heard of the saying, what goes around comes around?" he teased, a mischievous glint in his brown eyes.

Raphael shot him a glare, but a slight blush betrayed his attempt at nonchalance, causing him to pull the comic closer to his face. "Shut it, Donnie”.

Leo pulled his attention from Space Heroes on the TV screen, turning to his red clad brother with a sly smile. "Crushes are not as easy as you thought, huh Raph?”

Raph’s grip tightened around the pages of his comic book, fighting the urge to give his brothers the beating of their lives.

Mikey chimed in, laying on his shell with his hands spread out above him, "Love is in the air!"

Raphael crossed his arms, throwing his comic book to the ground, before standing to leave for his room. "You guys are unbelievable."

But deep down, he couldn't deny the truth. You had left a lasting impression on him, and as he watched you disappear into the night, he couldn't shake the feeling that something extraordinary had just walked into his life.

Raph went to his room and slammed the door shut, before flopping onto his bed with an annoyed groan. He turned to lay on his back, staring at the ceiling of his room with you circling his thoughts. He could help but wonder if he would ever see you again, and if you would talk to him if he did. His heart made a jump at the thought. Maybe he could know your name, and maybe, just maybe, you would like him too…

Who was he kidding? There was no way he would ever see you again. You were a stranger in New York City. You probably didn’t even live in the area, let alone ever come back. And even if you did, he had no chance. He was a turtle for crying out loud. A mutant turtle from the sewers. You would probably scream him in the face like April had done with Donnie… Or maybe you wouldn’t. Maybe you would become a friend just like April had.

Raph turned to his side with the thought lingering in his mind. He was allowed to dream, wasn’t he? Just like Donnie did with April… Well in that case he had to find a way to be less insufferable than his brother, while keeping a secret eye out for your pressens.

Good shell, he was hit as hard as his brother, wasn’t he? Sewer apples…

[temmtamm]

YANDERE! PARASITICA! LEO

(2012 TMNT)

Heaves and pants escaped (Y/N)'s throat as they nearly stumbled over their own two feet trying to escape the person--No, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 that was chasing them.

Run.

That was all they could do at the moment, so that's all they did do. They ran as if it were their last day on this earth, which it very well could've been.

The creature chasing them?

Their friend and one of the few people they trusted completely, Leonardo.

But this wasn't him, it couldn't have been.

He didn't have the same caring gaze that their Leo had, his eyes instead being completely obsidian making it hard to tell where he was even looking.

He didn't have the same strong stance that commanded respect, he instead was sprinting on all fours as if he were a rabid animal.

He didn't carry that warm and gentle aura he always did that (Y/N) grew to love, he was nothing but cold and animalistic.

No, this couldn't have been Leo. It must've been a leech, an 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦.

Trying to outrun this creature proved to be a straining task. (Y/N) always knew Leonardo was way stronger than them, but it was only till now that (Y/N) really got a glimpse at how strong Leonardo actually was. (Y/N) felt like there was a pit inside of them, they couldn't breathe properly, and all they could think about was escaping. They felt like a lab rat in a scientists personal little labyrinth.

(Y/N) struggled to gain speed, to somehow escape the beast. They class desperately at the air before them, using it as a way to pick up momentum, though they doubted it was all that effective. (Y/N) almost slammed themselves into a wall when taking a sharp turn, sliding into the lairs kitchen. They needed a weapon, anything they could use to successfully escape out the lair or evade this parasite until their friends could come to their aid with the antibody.

Leo had katana twin blades.

Raphael had twin sai's.

Donnie had a bo-staff.

Mikey had nunchucks.

But (Y/N)?? All (Y/N) had was a dirty kitchen knife that they snatched out of the sink.

(Y/N) was quick to turn on the heels, whipping their body around just in time to get face to face with the parasite that had been chasing them all this time. Their heart hammered in their chest as they stared at it, (Y/N) could feel the blood rush to their head and it took everything they had not to faint. Leo was still himself, just rabid and free from the normal responsibilities and strong morals that he usually clung to so religiously. It was Leonardo, but it was wrong in every way, like a painting that someone made in his likeness that they just couldn't get quite right.

A low clicking noise escaped Leo's mouth, one that (Y/N) could only assume was a growl of some sort. They swallowed thickly and attempted to calm their breath, to keep their hands from trembling as their legs refused to move. The monster was advancing ever closer, almost circling around (Y/N) in a way.

"Leo, I don't want to hurt you." (Y/N) warned, trying to put on a facade of calmness, despite all their nerves being on edge and their instincts screaming at them to run. "You're my friend."

If Leo heard any of those words, it didn't seem to deter him. He kept getting closer, resulting in (Y/N) backing up until (Y/N) was pressed up against the fridge. (Y/N) didn't know what to do, Leo was sure to attack them if they didn't act first.

So they attacked.

They shut their eyes tightly, thrusting the blade forwards but was stopped when they felt something rough grip at their wrist, almost bruising them with its touch. A shiver went down their spine, causing their knees to wobble.

When (Y/N) opened their eyes again, they saw Leo's face inches from theirs seemingly taking in (Y/N)'s expression meanwhile his right hand held tightly onto their wrist, stopping them from taking a stab at him. Opaque red dripped from his shoulder, escaping the small gash that (Y/N) had made on him.

Leo's lips parted, jaw opening wid enough that (Y/N) could see the saliva that coated the inside of his mouth. It almost dropped out, as if he had been salivating or the like during the chase.

Then, the turtle spoke.

"(Y/N)...? What are you doing..?" The obsidian in his eyes dialated back, instead only making his pupils black rather than the entire eye. He almost looked like his normal self this way. "Why did you stab me?? I cared for you, we took you in for training." This wasn't Leo, (Y/N) knew that. This couldn't have been their friend, the man they had fallen for. Yet, still, their eyes started to tear up and their grip on the knife slackened, their body almost immediately betraying them, tears pouring out at even the idea of hurting their friend. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry." The mouth betrayed them, spouting out words that were barely above a whisper.

"It isn't you. You're..." (Y/N) shook their head in as if that would help them regain composure and stop themselves from practically crumbling in the man's grip. "You're not Leo."

"Why would you say that?? All I am trying to do is court you. All I want to do is love you." His hands slipped to (Y/N)'s, prying the knife out with little effort before he replaced the object with his hand instead, interlocking fingers with the human. "I'm the better version. Let me show you it." His voice was a raspy whisper, longingness and desire evident in his tone. His vision grew back into that full night gaze that (Y/N) knew as a parasite.

Leo's gaze shifted upwards, the intensity of his eyes burning through (Y/N)'s soul, making them unable to look away from the male before them. His grip tightened around their hand and his thumb brushed across the back of their hand comfortingly, like it should've been there all along. (Y/N) had thought about a moment like this one with Leonardo a lot, one where he was just holding them lovingly but this felt wrong. It didn't truly feel like Leo.

The terrapin before them leaned forwards, head inching closer to the human's neck before finally made contact, though it wasn't a bite as the human had expected.

He pressed his beak against it first before nuzzling into the skin, a common way Terrapin's or turtle in general express their affection. The feeling was almost like a kiss, a soft kiss that left the human feeling conflicted with a multitude of emotions.

They stood deathly still, just letting the terrapin snuggled up to them, chirping and churring all the while for fear of it lashing out or biting them if they pushed back.

They just hoped that Mikey and Donnie could get here with the antibody soon.

Thanks for reading ♥︎

[3mz0mbi3]

Hiii! Can i ask a Yandere Tmnt 2012(team up or any character of your choice) with a villain darling that works for shredder?

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🎐 . ˙— Hello! I really liked this plot, You didn't clarify why you would like it but I want to believe what you were referring to headcanons and I was thinking a lot about doing it about the team but I couldn't help but choose to do it about my pookie April

!¡ TW; Yandere Behavior

₊꒰ა APRIL O'NEIL 2K12 WITH A VILLAIN!DARLING ໒꒱₊

ESP

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Honestamente, no se preocupo por ti ni en lo mas mínimo en el inicio cuando las tortugas le hablaron sobre un nuevo enemigo al que se habían enfrentado recientemente, se preocupo mas por las heridas que les habías dejado a las pobres tortugas, no le emocionaba para nada el tener que toparse contigo menos cuando observaba los golpes que les dejaste a los chicos que ahora ella trataba con delicadeza.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Pero bueno, eso termino siendo un total cambio de 90° cuando realmente se topo contigo cara a cara.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Estaba haciendo guardia nocturna junto a Donatello (a insistencia de este) ya que ella quería demostrar que era adecuada para poder ir a misiones con las tortugas, no se esperaron ambos fue cuando se toparon contigo y Perrera, se suponía que debía luchar contra ti mientras Donatello se ocupaba de Perrera, pero en vez de eso no te podía despegar el de ti, tus ojos, tu cabello, tu rostro, tu voz, TODO de ti le llamaba la atención, fue desconcertante para ti ver como april estaba en una postura básica de Ninjutsu pero solo se te quedaba mirando con la boca abierta, solo trataste de atacar pero ahí fue cuando Donatello llegaba a su rescate y termino luchando contigo junto con Perrera mientras ella estaba parada a un lado completamente quieta tratando de procesar todo.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Ahora solo tenia un pensamiento sobre ti; ERAS MAJESTUOSO?!??! ella simplemente no te podía quitar el ojo de encima, se negaba a hacerlo.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── “Santa chalupa...ahora te entiendo Leonardo”

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Creo que ahora sabia como se sintió Leonardo cuando por primera vez se había topado con Karai, solo que tu no eras su hermano perdido o algo por el estilo pero eso no significaba que no siguiera juzgando a Leonardo por enamorarse de Karai que ahora solo era un momento muy..raro muy raro y vergonzoso para Leo definitivamente ese fue su momento mas humilde.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Ahora era aun mas insistente con acompañar a sus amigos en sus misiones con la esperanza de poder toparse contigo otra vez.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Era la primera vez que le gustaba una persona, ya que la mayoría de sus enamoramientos fueron en su pre-adolescencia y la mayoría eran cantantes, por lo que realmente no sabia como reaccionar menos si eras su enemigo.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Las veces que iba a las misiones definitivamente aprovechaba al máximo para tomar algunas fotos tuyas mientras luchabas contra una de las tortugas estando escondida en algún rincón o detrás de un edificio.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Ahora no solo entendía a Leonardo, sino que también a Donatello, siempre supo sobre su cierto comportamiento obsesivo hacia ella pero realmente trataba de llevar bien las cosas como amigos pero ahora que ella tenia ciertos..sentimientos hacia a ti, era raro ya que ella actuaba ahora de la misma forma en la que lo hace Donatello cuando esta cerca de ella.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Ella sabe que en el fondo eres una buena persona, pero muy, muy en el fondo.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Ella jamas te culpa a ti sobre ninguna de las atroces acciones que tu mismo.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Ella cree que al igual de Karai, Destructor también te esta manipulando y ella quiere ser tu salvadora.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── No puedo evitar terminar hablando sobre ti a Mikey, era con el que mejor tenia conexión y confianza de los cuatro hermanos, Mikey realmente no sabe que decir, solo esta preocupado por April y sus actitudes igual de raras que las de Donatello.

ENG

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── To be honest, she didn't care about you in the slightest at first when the turtles told him about a new enemy they had recently faced, he was more worried about the wounds you had left on the poor turtles. She wasn't at all thrilled to have to face you, especially when she observed the blows you had left on the boys that she was now treated delicately.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── But hey, that ended up being a total 90° turn around when she actually meet you face to face.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── She was doing night guard with Donatello (being the one that insisted to go with April) because she wanted to prove that she was fit to go on missions with the turtles, they both didn't wait was to meet you and Dogpound, she was supposed to fight with you while Donatello was in a figth with Dogpound, but instead she couldn't take his attention off you, your eyes, your eyes, your hair, your face, your voice, EVERYTHING about you caught his attention, it was confusing for you to see how April was in a basic ninjutsu pose but she just stared at you with her mouth open, you were about to attack but that's when Donatello came to her rescue and ended up fighting with you and Dogpound while she stood by completely still, trying to process everything.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── She Now have a only thought about you; AYOO-YOU WERE MAJESTIC?!??!! She just couldn't take her eyes off you, she refused to.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── “Holy chalupa…Now I can understand you better Leonardo”

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── I think she knew now how Leonardo had felt when he'd first met Karai, only you weren't his lost brother or anything, but that didn't mean she didn't still judge Leonardo for falling in love with Karai. That now it was just a very… weird, very very weird and embarrassing thing for Leo.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Now she was even more insistent on accompanying his friends on their missions in the hope of meeting you again.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── It was the first time she liked a person, since most of her crushes were in her pre-teen years and most of them were singers, so she didn't really know how to react to you, much less when you were his enemy.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── the times when she was on missions (although she herself had snuck in) I definitely made the most of it to take some photos of you while you were fighting one of the turtles while she was hiding in some corner or behind a building

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── Now she understood not only Leonardo but also Donatello, she had always known that he had a certain obsessive behavior towards her, but she had really tried to get along with him as a friends, but now that she had certain….feelings for you, it was feeling strange because she now behaved in the same way as Donatello when he was around her

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── She knows you're a good person deep down, but very, very deep down of your heart.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── She never blames you for any of your own actions.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── She believes that like Karai, Shredder is also manipulating you and she wants to be your savior.

˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ | ⊹˙ ── I can't help but end up talking to Mikey about you. He was the one she had the most connection and trust with of the four brothers., Mikey doesn't really know what to say, he's just worried about April and and her behavior was just as weird as Donatello's with her

NOTAS DEL AUTOR / NOTES

. ⊹˙ ── Me disculpo si mi ortografía no es la mejor.

. ⊹˙ ── I apologize for any mistakes I have, if some things don't make much sense or can be misinterpreted, my English is not very good.

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"Fictional...?"

you're part of a fictional series the tmnt2k12 turtles watch

(THIS IS INSPIRED BY THAT ONE LMK POST WITH THE SAME CONECPT AS THIS!! CREDITS TO THE ORIGINAL CREATOR!!)

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[Leo]

this boy here is a space heroes fan (a super fan), and he's very open about it, so it would be no surprise that he'd be open to being a fan of your show.

he would binge watch the episodes that have you in it, or a you-centric episode constantly or whenever he's feeling down or demotivated.

no matter if it's an action series or a slice-of life series, you inspire him to become a better leader and example to his brothers.

you know that random feeling of motivation when you watch a study vlog or anything inspiring? he'd get that random burst of motivation to train while watching some episodes (in secret, of course).

his brothers, mainly raph, tease him for liking your show and talk about how childish it is(when in reality, they think its a decent series to watch).

no doubt this boy secretly makes 'x reader' fanfiction.

even if you're a side character or comdic relief, he still enjoys the scenes you're in and hyper analyze your traits and makes headcannons.

he'd sometimes use the episodes where there'd be mental health awareness as a guide to look out for signs in his brothers and friends so he can make sure they're okay ♡

he'll rant about your charcater the moment he hears anything related to you(or his headcannons), for example: your favorite colour, a word/phrase you use often, the style of clothing you wear etc.

[Donnie]

he is obsessed with your character.

considering with how obsessed he got with april (within seasons 1-3, i think), he'd have a chart or a notebook dedicated to you.

like, he'd have one whole notebook or chart listing the things you like, dislike, in between, headcannons, things the fandom agrees with, your style, etc.

he can't go about his day without thinking what you would do with him if you were real.

he loves your sass, jokes, and character development in the series (even if most watchers dont see the development at all).

this guy will drop everything at a second he sees merch of your character or a new season release.

he definitely thinks you're underrated in your own show and relates to some of the episodes a bit.

he definitely stayed up late to binge watch episodes instead of working on projects that can help them defeat the kraang.

if you can speak languages other than english, he'd go out of his way to learn said language because of you.

if you dont speak other languages, then he would try out (and love) your hobbies that he found boring at first.

[Raph]

casey had introduced your show to him and he'd rather die than admit that he liked it.

he'd secretly quote some of your underrated lines, and no one would notice (to his relief).

like leo, he'd get random bursts of motivation watching the episodes you're in.

he actually watches the whole series instead of skipping to the part you're in.

he enjoys the plot and your character, and he'd get giddy whenever he sees your character merch or your show's poster if he's patrolling.

he develops some of your habits yet no one pointed it out, until casey.

casey knew raph liked the show, and he'd never stopped teasing raph about it, occasionally ending up with bruises.

thankfully, casey keeps quiet about it.

he doesn't do things all out like donnie but enjoys your character.

his anger issues actually decrease when watching your show

he reacts very heavily to some of the plots like some arguments you had in the show, a betrayal by your trusted ones, you falling in love

like he'll want to scream at each of them(in a good and bad way)

[Mikey]

this man is obsessed.

any reference from your show, he's ranting to the first person he sees (leo is often a victim of this).

he doodles ur character on whatever space he can find. walls, tables, donnie's papers, receipts from april. that's right, he's doodling u

he daydreams. literally.

he'll create little fantasies (no nsfw stuff tho, that's gross) like what it'll be like when ur here in the real world or when u try his homemade pizza for the first time.

like raph, he is bound to squeal or grin whenever there are funny scenes

i feel like he's the type to go crazy whenever a single thought of u or ur show comes to his mind. he's on another level of hyper fixated

[fun-k-board]

TMNT 2012 with a s/o on their period

Note(s): I wrote this with a ftm Reader in mind, but there are no gendered pronouns or gendered titles used.

Characters included: Leonardo, Raphael, Donatello, Michealangelo, April O'Neil, Casey Jones.

Leonardo

Listen, as much of a leader and confident guy you may believe he is, he is still a mutant turtle who does not get periods and only knows because it was mentioned in a show once and he wanted to know more. He will not understand, beside the basics of 'bleeding down there, intense hormones, and sometimes unbearable pain depending on who you ask.'

If you're someone who goes through a lot of physical pain expect an overbearing mother figure now in your life, he will literally be there with all the advice he can find that'll help.

With the limited resources in the lair and the fact he can't exactly go shopping himself, he'll ask April or Casey to buy period products or pain relief tablets for you if you complain. Even if he's awkward and shy about asking, he doesn't want to burden you by making you wait for a reply over text or have to get up, the fact it helps you makes it worth it.

Soup is also good, he knows how to make traditional teas and soups for you, with great difficulty, and help from Splinter, that will lessen your stomach cramps. Though if you get cravings he may be a little less helpful, it's hard to get ingredients when you live in the sewers and are hated by most of the world.

If you like company he would stay off patrols once or twice, but he's fairly strict about his schedule and won't go too far off it, even if he wants to help you.

If you don't get much pain, he's still by you in his free time and asking questions, you're literally bleeding he's never going to stop worrying.

Whenever you talk to him he basically soaks in the words like a sponge and uses it to help you, a one off 'yeah, this food helps.' and he's on his knees begging for April to buy some.

Raphael

Raphael... I love him, but he needs help when it comes to this. I imagine most of the other turtles at least know the basics, Michaelangelo is the worst but he still knows what a period is, but Raph just never really cared enough to learn.

He knows that a period happens... But that's about it. So, if you're in intense or even a small amount of pain and or wake up with blood around you, he's freaking the hell out, he thinks you've been stabbed or something or maybe he accidentally hurt you with his sais as you slept.

If you explain he's sort of like 'yeah whatever, how do we stop it from hurting you?' and then he never leaves your side.

You run out of products? Step out the way Casey and April, he's sneaking in the shop and thieving- I mean, he's putting on a trenchcoat and hat to hide his turtleness, and buying the products like a good mutant ninja turtle should. But seriously, he doesn't trust the two to buy the right ones, he gets the exact brand right somehow, even if you never tell him what one you want.

He pushes the exercise side of it, even if it doesn't help much, exercise is something that helps him so when he hears it can help he doesn't research further. It takes you explaining that it not only depends on the person but the exercise for him to pout and let you lead.

Donatello

He'd probably panic for a while but then tries to look through a science lense, like, oh! You need to level your blood sugars in this week, these excersises will help you but these won't, make sure to keep your stomach warm so you can lessen the contractions and pain.

Gets a bit sad if you're the type to be more distant and want alone time on your period, especially if you don't like loud noises. Donatello usually has you watching him while he works on his science stuff, so when you aren't it's a demotivator.

Ends up completely abandoning his work just to follow you around like a sad puppy, tending to your every need or waiting outside your room for a text from you if you need something.

If you want him around he's a lot more easy going, if you don't mind sitting in the lab with him while he works then he's all for it, of course he's checking on you every once and a while, and will talk when he wants to, but it comes from him wanting to help you.

If you have health issues caused by your period or your period is made worse by your health issues he's helping you a lot, he knows a lot about human anatomy and how to help ease pain, especially since April and Casey started hanging out with the Turtles more often.

He has a whole section of a diary dedicated to you, and that includes your period, when you're due, what food you've told him helps you, what foods you've said make it worse, what pain you usually describe as, etc, etc.

Michealangelo

Michaelangelo is 100% the type of guy who just goes along with what you want because he wants to help, he probably knows that you bleed, you get mood swings, and you're in pain. And that's all he needs to know.

He's watching you for your entire cycle and just PRAYING nothing bad will happen, gives you all the food you want, no matter how unusual. This can sometimes make it worse, because cravings aren't always foods that will help you, and he feels really really bad if that happens.

He tries to hold himself back on just giving you whatever you want, but when you look up he just folds and starts treating you like royalty.

He can't make a lot of normal foods, he can make pizzas and maybe a decent sandwich, but besides that he's a bit useless, so he tends to buy you microwaved dinners. Unless you don't like them. And then he's just lost.

Mikey asks Donatello to help on the more science level, like no, chocolate will not help, that's a dumb myth, it will only make your sugar levels higher and increase pain, plus blood flow, and nobody wants that.

Cue Mikey closing the oven to hide his chocolate pizza he was making for you.

When buying or storing products, he tends to sort of forget how expensive they are, he'll go in with only a couple of dollars and fall to the floor in utter shock upon realising that is not nearly enough.

But he may or may not steal a few, he saves the city, he gets no money from it, this is completely justified in my opinion.

It's not like he tells anybody anyway.

April O'Neil

She understands so much, whatever you need she'll get for you within minutes.

If your cycles match up April and you will have days where you just sit down and cuddle together, usually at her apartment or in the lair.

She's most likely the one who goes shopping for stuff since she's usually shopping for the turtles as well, though you can come along or even do it yourself if hers is painful and yours is bearable enough to go and vice versa.

If you don't get much pain or mood swings, she makes a few jokes on how she wishes she was you, but if you ask her to stop she will.

Understands the pain that might come mentally, if yours is really bad during the month she even ignores the Turtles to help you out. Unless you want to be left alone in which case she can do that as well, but she will text you every few hours, this is probably happening with or without your period given how dangerous being friends with her is.

If you have intense pain, she's extremely worried for you and will try to help in any way she can, especially if you have other issues that impact your period and or your period causes you other issues.

Casey Jones

Once he gets it Casey doesn't care for the exact details, all he needs to know is when he needs to be involved. Then he's actually really helpful

Usually gets too embarrassed to buy pads for you so he asks April to do it for him, if she refuses he awkwardly makes his way over and will be red the entire time he buys them.

He will begrudgingly be mushy if it means you'll feel better, but also reluctantly leaves you alone if you prefer being alone, he's complicated when it comes to you.

Tends to try to make you laugh or smile if you get sad, but fails to realise that the flood gates of hell spill over with unholy blood whenever you do laugh too hard.

If you're someone with less blood and or pain he'll be asking once every few hours if you're okay, every month is the same, he never learns that you're going to be fine, or that you don't experience too much pain, but it shows he cares.

If you have intense pain he's next to you always helping and at your beck and call, he's fine with skipping out on time with April or the turtles because he doesn't want you in pain.

This has been in my drafts for a little over a year, I've only just got the strength to finish it (⁠｡⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠)

[taffycandyqt]

Hiya! I rlly like your writing :D and I saw you wrote for my pookies 03 Casey and April so can I ask for hcs in how they would would react if during a fight with the purple dragons or shredder their s/o just pulled out like a gun or some random weapon and said “I’m usually a healer but!”

Thank youuuuuu I'm so glad you like my writing! Can I just say this request made me laugh 😂

Oh! She was Armed!

fluff, crack

03' April & Casey

Walking home from a lovely date night you ended up having a not so lovely encounter with the purple dragons. Of course your going to do your part to protect your partner.

April:

April was the best girlfriend you could've asked for. That's why you decided to treat her to the best dinner out you could afford.

Deciding to end the perfect date with a romantic walk home, you did NOT expect to meet up with the purple dragons.

Obviously not wanting to end the night in a gang fight you would both attempt to walk the other direction.

Key word 'attempt'

Because of course they would see you

And of course they would stop you

and OF COURSE they would recognize April as an ally of the turtles

BECAUSE OF COURSE

so now you and April are cornered by the purple dragons in a different alleyway that might as well be the same one with how nasty it was.

and you know what, could April handle herself? Yes, yes she could.

But you'd swallow gasoline before you'd let the purple dragons get all up in her face

So now you are standing between April and the purple dragons with crowbars, bats, and pocket knives pointed at your face.

you decided to stall, maybe they would get bored of you, or maybe the turtles would show up in time to get the off your backs.

That was wishful thinking though and any of those thoughts evaporated the second one of them struck April.

Oh HECK NAH

"Normally I'm the medic, but-"

So you did what any rational and clear minded person would do.

You pulled out a taser and went to town on the thick headed freaks.

Safe to say April was surprised. Not that she was complaining, your the reason you both got home safe after all.

You were just usually more of a pacifist.

You'll feel bad for letting her get hurt but honestly, she's too surprised by your 180 flip in personality to care.

After the initial shock wears off she'll assure you that everything's fine and that she's had worse injuries.

She'll still let you take care of there until you feel better though.❤️

Casey:

Normally you'd be in the armored car during fights with the med kit.

That way you could patch up any serious injuries the others would get.

Not to mention your not much of a fighter.

However, the armored car wasn't really an option anymore seeing as during a fight with the Shredder it was promptly flipped on its back.

Not being able to really leave the fight you assured Casey from the side lines that you were okay.

He acknowledged you and you went to hide while you watched the fight unfold.

That was until Foot soldiers found you and took you right to the Shredders side.

The turtles, Casey, and Splinter were all *panik*😰

One thing the soldiers didn't do however, was block you off from your access to your gun.

Sometimes it payed to look like someone who wouldn't conceal carry.

as the others tried to negotiate with Shredder for your life you slowly and carefully grabbed and clicked your gun.

Then you shot one of the soldiers in the foot. (Foot got shot in the foot, hehe. I'm funny)

The second the one let go you shot the other in the arm and that gave the others enough of an opening to get Shredder away from you and continue the fight.

All but Casey.

Bro was FLABBERGASTED

YOU HAD A GUN!?

since when?

From where?

Honestly, he thinks its hot.

Is a lot less worried about you being on you own in New York.

Don't get me wrong, he still gets worried. He's just glad you have a means of protection on you.

[jayswritings13]

Multi-fandom: Hello Nurse

Summary: After they get injured, you help clean them up.

Included: Robby Keene (Cobra Kai), Danny Fenton (Danny Phantom), Santana Lopez (Glee), and Moana (Disney), April O'Neil (TMNT), Moxxie and Millie (Helluva Boss)

💗Masterlist | WIP Page

Robby Keene (Cobra Kai)

"This is gonna sting."

"Do it." You nodded, quickly placing the alcohol soaked rag on Robby's cheek, hesitating when he winced in pain.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?" Robby tried to grin, but even that couldn't hide the pain in his eyes. "You didn't do this."

"I know, but still," You shrugged, "I don't like seeing you like this."

Silence.

"While we're on that subject, who di-"

"It was no one important." He said. "I was training with Mr. LaRusso and Sam."

"Okay," you said, "must've been one tough training for the great Robby to get injured."

"I don't know about 'great'."

"I do." You said, placing a bandaid over the cut on his cheek, "so keep the rough shit for the mat and not training."

Santana Lopez (Glee)

"I told you," Santana rolled her eyes, "I'm fine."

"I'll believe that when you stop bleeding, San." You spat back, pressing the damp towel to her forehead.

"Oh, please," Santana scoffed, "You should see the other guy."

"Stay still. You're dripping all over the floor."

"Good, then maybe that little gremlin will face some consequences."

"What happened?"

"Just a little rumor that needed to be squashed and a huge ego that got brought to size." She shrugged, though you caught the small smirk edging the corner of her lips. "Just the regular stuff."

"And that led to you bleeding."

"I was getting there," Santana said, "Anyway, she didn't take it well and went at me." She paused, grinning, "But, you know me...."

"I do." You laughed, slipping your hand into hers, "I know you pretty well."

Danny Fenton (Danny Phantom)

"Just because you're half ghost, doesn't make you invincible, Danny!"

"Ow!" He grimaced as you tightened your grip on his arm. "Some nurse you are." He grumbled.

"I mean, what the fuck?!" You continued, ignoring his comment and wrapping more gauze around his arm. "Were you trying to get yourself killed? I know that Vlad is your uncle and all-"

"That doesn't mean anything. Things just went too far."

"You got too cocky," You paused, dropping your grip on his arm, "is what I think you meant to say."

"I'm okay, FYI."

"This time, Danny!" You sighed, "This time you are." You dropped his arm, sitting down next to him. "What about next time? Or the time after that?"

"I've gotten myself out of things like these before and I continously will," Danny said, "Or, well, as long as I have you by my side, I will."

"That was so cheesy."

"But, it worked, didn't it?"

"Shut up," you laughed, "and just be more careful."

Moana (Disney)

"Please don't tell my dad," Moana muttered against your shoulder as you helped her over to the sand, helping her sit down.

"Please, right now that's the least of my worries," You said, kneeling in front of her red and swollen ankle. "How do you think that he's not gonna notice this?"

"It's not that noticeable."

"Really?" You scoffed, "You can barely walk on it, Moana. I'm sure that if he doesn't notice, you're mom will."

"Just..." Moana sighed, "Please don't tell him. Please." She gripped your hand, taking your attention off of her ankle. "I don't need another lecture from him."

"You hurt your ankle walking through the village with me this morning."

"What?"

"You're gonna need a cover." You said, "He means well, but I know what you mean."

"Thank you." Moana winced, as you wrapped her ankle.

"Just be careful out there. For me please."

"Of course." Moana smiled, "Now, help me up."

April O'Neil (TMNT)

"It's just a scratch."

"Just a scratch. You're bleeding on my couch, April." You said, handing April a tissue, while you pulled the first aid kit closer to you.

"I'm fine." April said, holding the tissue to her cheek. "It barely gazed me."

"It- Grazed?" You shuttered, shocked. "Were you in the alley fighting with Jones?"

"It's called training."

"I call bullshit." Grabbing gaze and some tape out of the kit, "You know better than to do that shit with Casey. How the hell do you think he got that fucking gap?!"

"Whatever, I totally kicked his ass this time."

"What'd you do? Widen that gap, April?" You laughed.

"Maybe," April winced as you placed an alcohol soaked cloth on her cheek. "Ow! You don't have to press so hard?"

"You don't have to get hurt this hard." You countered, smirking. "Maybe, I should go teach Casey a god damn lesson."

"Too late." April grinned, wincing in pain.

Moxxie & Millie (Helluva Boss)

"Wow, I thought that you said that the hit was 'no big deal'...?"

"It wasn't."

"Bullshit. Why are you both bandaged up?!"

"Well, we- I mean, I sort of-"

"It's not a big deal," Millie shrugged, "We're fine, (Y/N)."

"What if you weren't?!" You exclaimed, "What if you two were seriously fucking hurt and didn't come back?"

"(Y/N)...."

"No, I know what you're gonna say. You're gonna tell me to have more faith and that you too are a team, handling it together." You sighed, "But, that doesn't mean that I can't worry about you two. I mean, you guys literally kill people for a living and seem to have a target on your back from others."

"Not entirely our fault." Millie said, as Moxxie nodded.

"Yeah. Who knew that Blitz had so many people who hated him?" Moxxie said. "And I mean like a shit ton of peo-"

"What I think Moxxie is trying to say is," Millie interrupted, "We'll try to be careful for you."

"Thanks," You smiled, "Now, get over here. Whoever wrapped your wounds did a fucking terrible job." You laughed.

"Hey! It's hard to do it one arm!"

[sardonic-the-writer]

𝐓𝐌𝐍𝐓 𝐀𝐔 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

↳ summary: an ongoing series in which you discover new york isn't as boring as you'd been taught to believe

↳ taglist: @purplehyacinthx (message me to be added!)

↳ notes: the masterlist for my specifically curated reader insert au! can be read as stand alones on their own, but the experience much better if read back to back in the form of a multi-chapter fic. a forewarning that the reader is autistic, a bitch, horrible with feelings, and gender neutral. this fic will be centered around a budding relationship between donnie & reader

—PLAYLIST

—CHAPTER ONE ☆

—CHAPTER TWO ☆

—CHAPTER THREE ☆

[fizzywashere87]

~Masterlist~

RotTMNT:

-Raphael-

Turtles With a short!Friend

You'll Always Have Me [and ur money] (HCs)

It'll Be Okay, Big Man

We Love You Anyways, Ma (HCs)

Turtles With a TransMasc! reader

-Leonardo-

Turtles With a short!Friend

You'll Always Have Me [and ur money] (HCs)

We Love You Anyways, Ma (HCs)

2 Much

Turtles With a TransMasc! reader

-Donatello-

Turtles With a short!Friend

You'll Always Have Me [and ur money] (HCs)

Not So Bitchless Anymore Then | Pt. 1 | Pt.2 |

We Love You Anyways, Ma (HCs)

Turtles With a TransMasc! reader!

-Michelangelo-

Turtles With a short!Friend

You'll Always Have Me [and ur money] (HCs)

We Love You Anyways, Ma (HCs)

Turtles With a TransMasc! reader

-April O'Neil-

Nothing here yet!

TMNT 2012

-Leonardo-

Nothing here yet!

-Raphael-

Think Babes, Think!

-Donatello-

Nothing here yet!

-Michelangelo-

Nothing here yet!

-April O'Neil-

Nothing here yet!

-Casey Jones-

Nothing here yet!

MM/TotTMNT

-Leonardo-

Nothing here yet!

-Raphael-

Nothing here yet!

-Donatello-

Nothing here yet!

-Michelangelo-

Nothing here yet!

OTHER WORKS

i miss him

It Was Fun While It Lasted Pt.1 | Pt.2 | <- dont click on that one

A Dunce For You <3 Kaminari x reader

Pros and Cons to Dating Fizzy

A Snowman's Hypothermia

There's always more to come! My requests are closed as of now!

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[2012tmntwritings]

I've been getting back into the 2012 TMNT lately and reignited my love for the series. I'm considering using this blog as an x reader scenarios account as well as a place to post things that are related to the 2012 TMNT series. I'm mostly going to focus on the Villains of the series (Specifically Rahzar) but am open to requests.

Because I am open to creating spicy content for adult characters, I will make sure to indicate that clearly for those who are uncomfortable with that kind of content.

There are going to be rules and guidelines for requests that I am willing post here.

THINGS I WILL NOT DO:

I will not create romantic x reader scenarios for the Turtles or other characters that are under the age of 18.

Do not ask me for anything that is taboo (zoophilia, incest, etc.) Its fucking disgusting

I do not write OC x character scenarios please do not request them.

THINGS I WILL DO:

I will create scenarios for most characters but my focus will be on the Foot Clan.

I'm ok with creating sibling scenarios. (Ex: Older sibling and turtles scenarios)

I will defiantly write about my personal head cannons and AUs for the characters.

I am open to writing some other AUs or head cannons that you request.

If I like a ship, I'll write about it

I am open to writing spicy/ NSFW scenarios for adult characters only

Please be aware that this list is likely to grow and possibly change as i continue to write and receive requests.

[r1k-y9]

i am brainrotting so hard over @ladynoirboo 's fanfic, Trust, and so I have decided to draw a few of their recent chapters HAHAHA

1st image is a comic of reader officially (the 2nd time cause they kinda lost her memory LMAO) meeting donnie with april and is flabbergasted to see him 2nd is my own personal design of reader, as much as I wanted to draw em the usual ambiguous design, I am not a fan of drawing bald grey heads huhu BSDHFGBIS (I'll rant my design in the tags) 3rd is finally interaction with our boy Mikey with him letting Reader borrow a poison ivy comic book 4th is Reader finally regaining their memories and the actions they has done... (if you want to know more, check out the story ;) )

if you're curious about the story; check it out, link below: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42042663/chapters/105559173

would deffo recommend!!!

[yorutsuki]

「 ✦ Teenage Mutant NInja Turtles ✦ 」

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2012 series:

Michealangelo (Mikey) ↳ Artistic Notes Leonardo (Leo) ↳ Surprised Dance

RoTTmnt (2018):

Rapheal (Raph) ↳ Yandere Raph x Reader

[temmtamm]

Forgiveness