#tmnt fluff

[lackablazeical]

Inspired by me and my sister LMAO also Mikey is playing cooking mama

[cowabungacafe]

Hugging you from behind, and then taking that opportunity to tickle you 

Leonardo: Leonardo's hugs from behind are a comforting embrace, a silent reminder of his presence and affection for you. He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you close against his chest, his touch warm and reassuring. But just when you least expect it, he takes advantage of the moment to launch a surprise attack, his fingers finding the most ticklish spots on your sides and ribs. You can't help but squeal and squirm as he tickles you mercilessly, his laughter mingling with yours as you both revel in the playful moment. To Leonardo, these moments are a chance to let loose and have fun, to share in the joy and laughter that comes with being with the one he loves.

Raphael: Raphael's hugs from behind are a protective gesture, a silent promise to always be there for you no matter what. He holds you close, his arms wrapped securely around your waist, his chin resting on your shoulder as he nuzzles against your neck. But beneath his tough exterior lies a mischievous streak, and he can't resist the urge to sneak in a little playful tickle when you least expect it. His fingers dance across your sides and stomach, eliciting giggles and protests as you try to wriggle free from his grasp. To Raphael, these moments are a chance to share in the joy and laughter that comes with being with the one he loves, a reminder that even the toughest of turtles have a soft spot for a good tickle fight.

Donatello: Donatello's hugs from behind are a tender embrace, a silent declaration of his love and affection for you. He holds you close, his arms encircling your waist, his chin resting against the crook of your neck as he presses a soft kiss to your shoulder. But hidden beneath his calm and composed exterior is a playful side waiting to be unleashed, and he takes advantage of the moment to launch a surprise tickle attack. His fingers skitter across your sides and back, eliciting laughter and protests as you try to squirm away from his touch. To Donatello, these moments are a chance to let loose and have fun, to share in the joy and laughter that comes with being with the one he loves.

Michelangelo: Michelangelo's hugs from behind are a joyful embrace, a reflection of his playful and carefree nature. He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you close against his chest, his chin resting on your shoulder as he peppers your neck with playful kisses. But just when you least expect it, he takes advantage of the moment to launch a surprise tickle attack, his fingers dancing across your sides and stomach in a flurry of motion. You can't help but laugh and squeal as he tickles you mercilessly, his laughter mingling with yours as you both revel in the playful moment. To Michelangelo, these moments are a chance to share in the joy and laughter that comes with being with the one he loves, a reminder that life is meant to be enjoyed and savored to the fullest.

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Hi love, I hope you're doing well <3

Can I suggest something fluffy with 2003 Donnie? It can be anything, I'd just like to see more fluff (since smut makes me personally a little uncomfortable so I try to avoid it)

No pressure tho! <3 Love your writing

Salmon Rice Bowls (Fluff)

2003!Donatello x reader

A/N: I tried my absolute best to stay away from any innuendos in this, so any of you thinking “tickle fight” means something else in this one, get ya mind out the gutter!😂 In honor of the salmon I’m eating as I’m writing this😂 Hope you’ll enjoy, even tho it’s a bit short💜

Warnings: None💜

“So what do you think?”, Donnie asked, chopsticks in hand as he chewed on the piece of salmon in his mouth, watching for your reaction with calm yet expecting eyes. It wasn’t often that Donnie cooked, let alone cooking for you, so he couldn’t help but feel an uneasiness inside of him. Why he felt uneasy he wasn’t sure though. You had never given him a reason to feel such a way, so why should he now?

You held a hand up in front of your mouth, chopsticks loose in the other one, chewing in thought, as your taste buds registered the food in your mouth. A large smile fell upon your lips, before you turned your gaze towards your boyfriend, seeing a smile growing in order to match yours.

“It’s really good, Donnie”, you exclaimed, adjusting your grip on the chopsticks, hearing your purple clad boyfriend let out a small breath as a kind of laugh. “What did you say it was called?”

“It’s nothing big”, Donnie said a little sheepishly. “It’s just a salmon rice bowl”.

“Well, it still tastes good”, you smiled, getting back into the bowl in front of you. “You should cook for me more often”.

“And miss you on your cooking? Not going to happen”, Donnie laughed. “How will I survive without your lasagna? Or your tiramisu? Or your coffee!"

“Now you’re just teasing me”, you smiled, poking Donnie’s side, causing him to scoot a little away when your touch tickled him.

“Me teasing? You started it”, Donnie laughed, poking you right back, making you yelp out.

“Don’t do that while I’m eating!”, you exclaimed, fighting to not let your smile break your cover.

“Don’t do that while you-? What about when you did it while I was eating?”, Donnie said, obviously having seen your smile crack through. “That didn’t count, huh?”

“No it didn’t”, you smiled innocently. “Just like this doesn't either”, you said, trying to poke Donnie’s side one more time, only for Donnie to catch your arm and the leg of your chair, pulling you closer to him, before letting go of the chair and tickling your side.

“Gotcha!”

“Nonono! Donnie! Noooo!”, you yelled, trying to pull away from your boyfriend and his masterful tickling.

Donnie laughed out loud, about to say something - most likely to be cheeky - only to be interrupted by a loud groan from the entrance to the kitchen, causing the two of you to turn in abrupt silence. There you found Raph, arms crossed and a very unimpressed expression on his face.

“I was going to get something to eat, but I have to watch the two of ya acting all couple gross in front of my food, then I rather starve”, he groaned in annoyance, before making quick way toward the fridge.

You and Donnie turned towards each other, a knowing look forming in each others’ eyes.

“Tickle fight when we’re finished eating?”, you asked.

“Tickle fight when we’re finished eating”, Donnie agreed, causing Raph to groan in annoyance once more, as he slammed his forehead against the kitchen cupboard.

[tmntxthings]

(First of saw your recent ask with the anon and I hope you’re feeling a bit better since answering that! Please don’t rush to answer this or your other requests and i hope you feel better soon!)

I AM CHEWING ON YOUR DONNIE X READER WORKS OML BRO WHAT ARE YOU FEEDING YOUR INNER WRITER YOUR WORK IS ✨DIVINE✨ 😔👌

I cant resist making a request but you know Donnie flies/hovers with his battle shell in some episodes right to get around?? So what if Donnie having an s/o who is fascinated by the idea of flying, so one day, after much pestering Donnie gives in and decides to fly them around New York for a bit. BUT only if he is there with them, cuz Donnie is not about to have a stress induced heart 

attack if they loose balance. 

Donnie himself doesn’t really understand the fascination with flying cuz….well nothing is especially different, it’s just the city but from high up. But then mid sentence he looks to his partner and stares in silent awe at the fascination twinkling in their eyes as they admire the view??

I’m sorry I’m such a goddam sucker for this sort of stuff

一∑ Nights Like These 。・゜・

author’s notes: you paint a pretty picture anon, I could see it all play out thru my head! hope you enjoy <3

warnings: fluff, unedited

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“Y’know what would be cool?”

Donatello blinked, his stare deadpanned. He was over this. You had asked so many times already. And each time, he had given you his answer. A resounding no. So he continued to tap at his phone while you sidled up next to him on the couch.

“Donnieeeeeee!”

A drawn eyebrow twitched. He wasn’t going to deign that with a response. You were being trivial at this point.

“Please!”

He let out a long sigh. Clicking his phone shut as dark irises finally turned in your direction. By this point it was clear you were never going to let it go. The word no, didn’t exist in your vocabulary. At least not when it came to the possibility of flying.

With his attention now on you, a speech was suddenly underway.

“I’ll do everything you say! Take a whole Donnie-training-course on how to fly a jetpack!! Just let me try! Please! Pretty please!”

You sure did know how to beg. Maybe it was unfair of him. But he didn’t like the idea of you in the air at all. You weren’t exactly known for coordination. You sucked at driving video games. How would you be able to command a jetpack that could go from zero to a hundred in seconds flat?

It was dangerous.

You could get injured or worse! There were so many terrible scenarios that ran through Donnie’s mind, he almost went back on his phone. But your hands latched onto his arm, pulling his thoughts back to the here and now.

“Nothing bad will happen! You’ll be right there beside me!!”

It was weird how you knew exactly what to say. Exactly how to sway him. Maybe his face was an open book, or maybe you just knew how to read him too well. This time his sigh was one of defeat.

You cheered.

~

After many, many lessons Donnie finally felt it was safe enough for you to put the jetpack on.

By this point you knew what all of the buttons did. All sorts of emergency protocols. And you may even be considered a certified pilot depending on the country.

Rigorous couldn’t even begin to describe what regiment Donnie had put you through. But it all paid off in the end. Because now you were strapped in.

“Alright, looks like it fits. How does it feel? I designed this one according to your specs.”

Donnie was circling around you. A hand underneath his chin as he looked for a reason to call the whole thing off. But you were on the moon.

“It’s perfect! Oh my gosh, I can’t believe it. Finally!! We get to fly together!!”

How could he shatter that bright smile of yours now? He’d put this off long enough. So he nodded, and led the charge out of the lair.

~

“Remember, if you feel out of control—“

You cut him off before he could finish.

“Don, I know! Stop and hover. Can I power on now?”

“No not yet we have to go through all of… Y/N!”

There was no patience left within you as Donnie kept talking so you just took off mid-sentence. He hollered after you. He took chase, his own jetpack roaring to life.

You were going way too fast. Donnie couldn’t tell if you were even under control! Just above the rooftops you flew by. Weaving past units and it became clear that you did know how to fly. His anxiety lessened but he still kept tailing you. Just in case.

At one point you slowed down enough for Donnie to be flying right by your side. Your smile dazzled him as you glanced over. Eyes twinkling in awe as you pointed out the bridge where Donnie and his brothers did the pizza box stacking competition.

“Race you there!”

You shouted and not a second later you were going max speed.

Now you may be a natural but Donnie had been flying far longer than you. The only advantage you did have was a slight head start. The wind picked up as the two of you flew higher. The finish line apparently being the highest point on the bridge.

Donnie won. He knew the best path to take after all from a projected route via his goggles. He watched as you made it to him. Slowing down and then circling him in the air while you laughed out in joy.

“This is amazing!!”

You exclaimed as you landed in front of him. It was high up, the wind whipping past the both of you. But the cold didn’t seem to affect your spirits at all. Your arms were raised in the air, back turned to him, whooping out for all of New York to hear. None of them would, not even the passengers in their zooming cars below. But Donnie could.

His heart did a strange thump beneath his plastron. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you. He felt a little breathless.

“Thank you! I- just, thank you for this! I never thought in my lifetime I’d be able to do something so… so..!”

The words were slipping from you as you had faced Donnie to express your gratitude. This was something that only happened in movies. That only happened in dreams! Your hands came up and moved in an expression that tried to convey how big this all felt to you. These emotions!

“We can do it again. However many times you like.”

Donnie replied after a moment.

You didn’t let the shock pass your features. You had wondered if he would let you fly again. So you had tried to get it all out of your system. Not knowing if the first would be your last. You smiled brightly for him.

“My worries seem to have been for nothing. You’re a natural at flying.”

A compliment. You could only smile brighter.

“Well, I don’t know about all that,”

And his mouth opened to argue. Not liking how you were putting yourself down. But before he could you continued.

“I had a great teacher!”

You mused at how his mouth snapped shut. His eyes darting away, a hand coming up to rub the back of his bandana.

“Really. He was the best! He’s too smart!”

He had to turn away as the compliments kept coming. Had the wind stopped? It was suddenly a bit warm up here. You had the nerve to giggle at his shyness before you powered up your jetpack again.

He turned immediately back to you, expecting you to take off again. But this time you hovered. Offering your hand to Donnie. He couldn’t help but take in the view. The night sky your backdrop, few stars even more satellites. But it was as if you were glowing before him.

His own hand reached out, fingers brushing against your palm, before taking a firm grip.

He held your hand.

[oozedninjas]

Confessing feelings 

Across the mutant verses!

“I like you,” he says, and it’s the only sentiment he musters the courage to articulate. Despite firm composure, the fervency of his gaze conveys what he fervently endeavors to conceal: a desperate need for your lips against his own. The anticipation for your answer is killing him. 

2003, 2007 & Bayverse Leo Last Ronin Mikey

“I- I think I feel... something for you,” It is as though he is voicing it aloud for the very first time, even if only to himself. His tone holds a faint tint of resignation that portrays his view of this confession as the doom of your friendship. There is no uncertainty in his thoughts; he fully expects a heart-stopping rejection.

2007 & Bayverse Raphael Bayverse Donatello 2012 Donatello 

“Let's go out on a date,” he offers, leaning against the wall beside you. He's sure about two things: first, if you decline, he can pass it off as playful banter or a poorly delivered joke. If you agree, it’ll be hard to hide the swirl of happiness tingling within him. Please say yes. You'll be safe, and he'll make you happy.

2003 Raph Bayverse Mikey

He consistently jests about you two dating, playfully professing his love and referring to you as an angel. It was all light banter until it wasn't. "I want to be your boyfriend! This time for real, I'm not messing around. I like you too much." 

2003 Mikey   

"Because I love you!" he blurts out, freezing instantly. Maybe the intensity of the moment loosened his tongue. His heart drops to his stomach as he realizes what he just confessed. Half of him wants to withdraw, but the part of his heart that is weary of hiding how much he craves you patiently waits. Please say something, anything...

2012 Raphael 2007 Donatello

“I have feelings for you,” he tells you as if he was unable to phrase it differently, anticipating that you, perceptive as ever, would see through his words. In all honesty, as cliché as it may sound, your hands seem to fit the contours of his heart perfectly, and he's sick of pretending he doesn't long for you to hold it.

2012 Leonardo

"I love you," he sighs, the admission transparent and radiant, unable to contain it any longer. He refrains from contemplating the consequences of such a confession, choosing to await your response before allowing thoughts of potential outcomes to intrude.

2007 and  2012 Mikey 2003 Donatello

[gardenialver]

Hide and Seek

synopsis - an intense game of hide and seek in an abandoned factory

pairings - 2012!Leonardo Hamato, Human/Humanoid reader it's kind of unclear but close enough

content - fluff, reader is assumed to be flexible

"Leo," You whispered, trying to soften your panting. He hummed as his eyes narrowed on the small hole that provided view to what was occurring outside. "You're crushing me," You managed to wheeze out.

He hummed again before actually paying attention to you, by that point he finally realized that his plastron was pressed against your abdomen, barely giving you enough space to breathe and your cheek that was smushed against his shoulder.

"Oop sorry," And the two of you shuffled once more until you landed in another awkward position. Your legs were hooked over his right shoulder, his arms beneath your back and your cheeks pressed to each other.

The two of you eyed each other before peering through the gap. "Do you see any movement?" He whispered to you and you shook your head. Before you could mutter a proper response a yelp was head surprising the both of you, causing your position to change again.

"Come on Mikey you got caught fair and square," Casey's voice called out and a groan was heard in the distance, a sigh of relief shared amongst the two of you.

"Leo, I don't think this is working out," You noted again, blinking at the poses the two of you were doing. He nodded, you were essentially sitting on his shell, holding on to the beam above you for support.

A hand placed itself on your back, holding you up and you flinched in surprise, a small thud made you jump once again and when you landed this time your back was against Leo's plastron, the two of you in a somewhat intimate position.

You felt your cheeks warm as you realized you were sitting in his lap or somewhat laying in it, you held onto his biceps and placed your head against his shoulder to try and calm your racing heart.

"Sorry, I know it's a bit uncomfortable," He whispered to you, he was leaning over you and you could feel his breath against your ear and cheek, squeezing your eyes shut you shook your head, your hair tickling his plastron.

Nearing footsteps began to make your heart race even faster and you clutched onto Leo's arms as if you needed them to survive, backing further into his chest you covered your mouth with one hand to calm your breathing and as the footsteps became more distanced you sighed and properly relaxed against him.

Only then was it that you realized his heart was also thumping pretty quickly, "Were you also scared?" You quietly giggled and he swallowed simply nodding as a response. "Aren't you a ninja?" You whispered in a teasing tone, "Don't you do Wushu?" He tried to reply but it sounded more like a question than a comeback.

Another got you was yelled and then Mikey's yelps were heard once again as well as Raphael's grunting. That meant it was just you, Leo, and April left in the game, Donnie was found first as he ended up looking at some abandoned machinery in the factory that still worked.

As the footsteps just about disappeared to where the two of you knew where April was hiding from her scampering earlier. You properly relaxed against Leonardo and he shifted as well.

"So what should we eat tonight?" You asked smugly but for some reason he begun to flush, "Wh-what?" You rose an eyebrow, "We're probably gonna win, what should we choose to eat. What were you thinking?"

He shook his head, "N-nothing, uh udon?" "You ever had dim sum?" He rose a brow, "You're gonna love dim sum." You noted and at the sound of returning footsteps you pressed your body closer to him in an attempt to merge into a smaller figure.

"We've checked the entire floor where are they?" Michelangelo's complaints echoed and the two of you stared at each other with hands over your mouths.

"Uh, have you guys tried looking higher up?" Donnie's voice called out from another room, his foot steps also joined theirs as he got closer, presumably done finding the parts he needed.

Hearing that your eyes widened as you made eye contact and you began to take off your shoes, Leonardo watching you confused until you pushed yourself up, hooking your leg around a ceiling beam and hoisting yourself up.

You carefully walked across the beam, crouching to peer down at them as they began scouring the crevices higher up where you two once were. Scampering across you saw Leo copy you and the two of you hopped onto a window sill.

You started to put your shoes back on but unfortunately you decided today to wear your fancy height sneakers that were a pain to put back on. "Ahh why won't my heel go in," You whisper complained.

"Here let me," Leo took off the shoe and held it back with one hand, "What am I Cinderella?" You teased, but even so your cheeks began to heat up. "Th-thanks," You muttered to him, disappointed in yourself at your lack of confidence.

Just at that moment constant yelling caught you off guard but one of the voices yelling was more feminine which gave you the cue that April had been found.

"LEOOOOOOOO, [NAMEEEEEEEEE] COME OUT! UGH YOU GUYS WON" Michelangelo yelled and peeking over all 5 of them were in fact out together, April begrudgingly following behind.

"Yes!" The two of you cheered quietly. "So dim sum?" Leo asked and you nodded, he placed a kiss to your temple "You gave me your word it was good, let's go." He leapt down and after staring for a moment with your hand to your head you followed him down, your entire body feeling as if it was made of butterflies.

[mindless-existence1]

Rottmnt brothers Sick Fics

Im making a new serise! This is where reader take care of their boyfriend while they are sick but make is rottmnt! This will be four chapters starting with Leo!

REQUESTS OPEN PLS SEND! REQUESTS OPEN FOR FLUFF AND KINKTOBER AS WELL!!

Aythors note: Thank you my boo boo bear for making this prompt for me! This is gn reader and Leo and all the brothers are aged up slightly so they are older teens/newly adults.

🍊: Y/n!

🍊: Y/n!

You: MIKEY! Why are you spaming me?

🍊: Leo's sick! And insufferable please come pick him up so we don't have to deal with him anymore 🙏🙏🙏

You: Why does he have to be my problem?????

🍊: Well he's asking for you?

🍊: Plus I'm almost 1000% sure Donnies about to throw him in the sewers for being annoying

You: Fine I'll be there soon

🍊: THANK YOU 🙏🙏!

You set down your phone onto your chest, you were peacefully laying on your bed when Mikey started texting you. With a groan you slowly start to get up and make your way to the lair.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time skip~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Guys?" You call through the lair while walking through the living room. Through the ceiling a swirl of blues pops up and drops out your boyfriend. He face plants on the ground and stays up before falling slack.

"Leo!" You rush towards him to help him sit up straight. "Babe! You're here! They're being so mean to me-" He drags out the last syllable of 'me'. Leo sniffles before giving you a hug and putting his face in the crook of your neck.

"Ew gross. I'm happy to see you to but get your sicko self away from me." You lightly push at his shoulders and he's weak enough in his sick state that it effectively gets him off of you.

He let's out a disgruntled whine but let's himself be pushed away. You slowly start to help him up off the floor as Donnie comes out of his lab, most likely to check out all the commotion. "Oh thank Galileo." He says with a please sigh. "Finally he's someone else's problem."

You finally get Leo off the floor and one arm swung over your shoulder, he's basically leaning all of his weight onto you. He seems to be out of it, probably drugged up on too many meds since all the human ones don't work well on him.

You look up towards his brother, "Is he really that bad?" You ask hopeful that the brother is over reacting. Donnie nods his head and and calls out "Good luck!" while walking back into his lab.

You sigh and watch him leave, putting your focus back on Leo when he starts to cough. Once his fit calms down you ask if he's ok. All he let's out his a hum and a sniffle.

"Alright, do you want to stay here or go back to my place?" Leo doesn't raise his head from where it's resting on on you. "You sound like you're trying to pick me up at a bar." He mumbles against your skin.

You laugh slightly and shake your head, "Do you want my help or not?" Your words lack any weight but he still whines at the idea of you leaving. "Your place." The mumble is quiet and you could only hear it since he was close to your ear.

"I'm assuming you can't use your sword right now so we'll have to somehow get to my car." You take a few steps forward but quickly realize holding up the terrapin while walking was extremely difficult. Especially when Leo refuses to take steps.

"I can still use my sword! Just watch." Before you can stop him Leo grabs his sword and makes a portal beneath you. For a second all you hear is a whooshing sound, it fades off as you fall into your apartments living room.

"Leo what the hell." You groan and push yourself off the floor and start to help Leo up as well. "I got us to your house didn't I?" He starts to cough as he says the last word.

"Yeah but you probably gave us both concussions." He groans when he has to stand and open his eyes to see the bright lights of your house. Leo mumbles "headache." So you move to turn them off after laying him down on your couch.

"What medicine have you had?" You ask your half asleep boyfriend. "I don't know, whatever Raph made me take." He speaks into the cushion making every word muffled.

"So I'm assuming I shouldn't give you any, want any tea or soup?" Your voice is soft so you don't hurt Leo's head more than it already is. "Tea would be nice." You give him a kiss on the part of his head that's not planted into the couch.

"I'll be back soon, try to get comfy." He mumbles something into the pillow as he starts to reach around for a blanket. After a few minutes of making Leo's favorite tea you head back to the living room.

You find a very comfortable looking Leo curled up in a hoard of blankets. "I got your tea, you want to watch anything?" You ask while setting his mug infront of him of the coffee table. "Jupiter Jim, I need him to save me." He coughs in-between his words but you understand and put in one of his favorites.

"Can do drama queen." You laugh at his tone. "You know what would really save me?" He asks with a teasing tone. You roll your eyes, already assuming it will be something dramatic. "If you came over and cuddled me."

You walk back towards him while shaking your head. "I don't want to get sick Leo." Your voice is whiney, although cuddling your boyfriend is one of your favorite things. Right now he seems very yucky.

"Please-" He drags out the last syllable time he's out of breath. He gives you puppy dog eyes that melt your heart a little. "Fine-" You hardly get the words out before he's yanking you into his blanket nest.

After getting comfortable and starting the movie you can tell Leo's starting to fall asleep. You are laying on your back against the arm rest of your couch, Leo is laying atop you with his head on your chest and arms wrapped around your waist.

"I love you y/n." His voiced is slurred with sleep and slightly muffled from how he's laying but it doesn't lose sentiment. Your hand that was lightly scratching his shell pauses as you look down at the now past out turtle.

"I love you to Leo." You give him a kiss on the forehead and pause the movie. After getting a bit more comfortable you resume your scratches and start to lull off into sleep.

[stup1d-lee]

you guys gotta hear me out here….lee raph..

JUST THINK ABOUT IT!THE POOR SILLY GUY IS SO TENSE AND STRESSED ABT HIS BROTHERS DONT U GUYS THINK HE COULD USE SOME CHEER UP TICKLES OR SOMETHING!?

⚠️tcest dni!!⚠️

[mytheoristavenue]

TMNT 2012 Raphel Hamato x Reader - Give Me a Chance

This was a commission from @virtualdonutenemy, thanks for the work! For any questions regarding commissions, go here.

Summary: After Raph watches your date with a classmate go south, he makes sure not to waste you getting all dolled up.

Warnings: Inuendo, angst, fluff, lime, possessive!Raph, overprotective!Leo, sheltered!Reader, rebounding, lust, sad/desperate!Reader, perv!Raph

You weren’t capable of letting down your smile. There was just no way, you were too excited. After months of subliminal flirting, bashful compliments, and loaning pencils, the cute guy in your comp sci class had finally asked you out and you couldn’t be happier. 

Carefully, you drug the felt tip of your lipgloss wand across your bottom lip, pursing and puckering to spread the shimmer evenly. Glancing down at your phone, you read the time and beamed again. You’d have just enough time to put on some earrings and shoes before having to leave. After doing so, you did a once-over in the mirror, twirling and giggling at the way the hem of your dress flew outwards. Suddenly, as if to rain on your parade, your phone began to buzz, shimmying around in its spot on your bed.

You were expecting to see the name of the gentleman you were meeting tonight, probably calling to cancel your evening plans. The name of your ‘eldest brother’ scrolling sideways across the screen brought you little relief, though. If the boys found out about your date, no doubt they’d try to interfere.

“Hello?” you answered cautiously, pacing through your living room.

“Where are you right now?” Leo’s stern voice rang out through the speaker.

“Home, why?” you asked, secretly impatient as you checked the time. Now you were definitely going to be late. 

“Hang tight, I’m on my way.” The announcement was so sudden that you hardly had time to react but blurted out a flustered opposition.

“N-No, I have a date!” Silence befell his end and you began to wonder if the line had gone dead or he’d maybe lost signal somehow. 

“A date?!” Leo furiously sprang back to life. “With who?!”

“The guy I told you about the other day…?” you murmured, hoping he could recall the conversation well enough for you to avoid elaborating.

“You didn’t tell he’d asked you out!” He pressed further, irritated at your lack of communication. 

“I knew you’d freak out!” you reasoned, a distressed tremble in your voice. “And besides, I didn’t think it was your business!”

“Your safety is our business,” Leo argued, stony as ever. “(Y/N), you know the rules.” The ‘rule’ in question forbade you from doing most things that required you to leave your home unless for school, or to visit the lair; on the few occasions you were allowed to, you were to wear bland clothes. Nothing attention-grabbing like the low cute, crimson red spaghetti strapped cocktail dress you now wore. “There’s no way you can be discrete in that dress, what if someone sees you and follows you home or worse-”

“Please, Leo!” you suddenly interjected. “I rarely ever leave get to do anything and I really like this guy! Please just let me do this one thing!”

The eldest sibling paused for a moment as if taken back, before finally sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose. “Do you promise to be careful? Call us if anything- and I mean anything- goes wrong?”

“I swear, Leo!” You promised, holding your fists tightly to your chest, likely to keep your heart from beating out of it as you waited for his response. 

“Fine,” he reluctantly submitted, shaking his head on the other end. “Have fun and be careful, okay?”

“I will, thank you so much!” You squealed, excitedly stomping in place before abruptly hanging up, presumably to be on your way.

Rolling his eyes and pivoting to return to his training in the dojo, Leo froze when he noticed Raph standing in the doorway to said room, peridot eyes zeroed in on the exit. Before the older knew it, he was being passed by as the other turtle prepared to leave. “Don’t follow her,” Leo warned knowingly, crossing his arms as his younger brother bustled about the room to gather his things. “This is a terrible idea and you know it.”

“Leo’s right, Raph,” Don piped up, exiting the lab and trekking to the kitchen, empty mug in hand. “You know how she gets, there’s no way this is gonna end well for you.” The first pair both glanced up at the new player in the conversation before going back to it. “I’m just sayin’ I speak from personal experience,” the brainiest turtle continued, pouring his umpteenth cup of coffee for the day and stirring additives into it. “Give her some space, man.”

For just a moment, the hotheaded brother halted, taking his family’s advice into account, before ultimately deciding that, he wouldn’t heed it. “Yeah, whatever. You guys don’t know what you’re talkin’ about,” he grumbled, continuing his descent down the stairs toward the exit of the lair. 

Obviously, the others didn’t know you the way he did, he thought. They didn’t know how clumsy and gullible you could be, how badly you needed his guardianship. That's what he told himself anyway, it would be much too embarrassing for him to admit that the real reason he was following you out on this date was to pretend that the guy you were going out with was him.

—--

You stifled a giggle, kicking your legs beneath the table and clenching the rusty satin of your dress in your fists, all in an attempt to calm yourself before your date arrived. Admittedly, you were a tiny bit disappointed to find that your date was nowhere to be seen, even though you were five minutes late yourself. Nonetheless, you got a table for the two of you, ordered a pair of waters and an appetizer, then waited. The tantalizing smell of garlic bread enticed you as it sat untouched in the middle of the table. You thought it was probably bad etiquette to start eating without your date.

Minutes ticked by as your throat became more and more parched- no doubt a product of your constant nervous swallowing. Surely, it wouldn’t be too rude to sip your drink while you wait. Before you realized it, your glass was nearly empty and a waitress was at your side offering a refill. She glanced down at you with a sympathetic smile that you didn’t quite understand at the time before turning and hurrying away. Another check of the time revealed your gentleman caller to now be nearly fifteen minutes that, though to you it felt more like thirty. Screw this, you were hungry.

One basket of bread and another refill later and you found yourself obsessively checking your phone for any word from him, only to find yourself sorely disappointed every time. You were very rapidly beginning to lose hope, when suddenly, your phone vibrated, dancing about on the table. You hastily checked it to find a text from the man of the hour:

“Sorry, can’t make it tonight. Sick.”

You hadn’t even noticed the tears well up in your eyes until you felt them roll off your chin. Even though he’d excused himself as ill, you still felt so…unwanted, so cast aside. Shuddering, you instantly flagged down the waitress, desperately trying to conceal your hurt. You just wanted to pay out and go home.

—--

From a nearby rooftop, Raph watched the entire scene unfold with glossy eyes. It almost reminded him of the pilot to a show you’d made him sit through last summer, only this wasn’t a sitcom. This would likely have a lasting effect on your self-esteem. 

He was a little relieved when you finally stood up and stormed out of the restaurant, frantically wiping tears away with your wrist. You were a bullet train now, racing down the avenue needing to get home as fast as possible. Startled, Raph jumped to his feet, seeing his time to intercept you being diced into seconds. In the blink of an eye, he was on the wet pavement of a sketchy alleyway, stalking behind as your figure darted between cars and tall structures. 

Suddenly, he halted in his pursuit of you- what would you say if you found him following you? There was a good chance you wouldn’t just fall helplessly in his arms like he hoped you would. Was there a way he could surprise you and sweep you off your feet without letting you in on his possessive tendencies?

—--

Wailing, you barged into the lobby of your apartment complex, face hidden in your shoulder as you blew past the doorman, cutting his greetings short. Too embarrassed to sit in anyone’s presence long enough for the elevator to arrive, you burst through the stairwell door, clumsily speeding up them, tripping all the while and crawling back up yourself. After falling up four flights, you finally reached your floor and bolted for the exit, fantasizing about the way your plush bedding would envelop you in security. Still sniveling, but with sanctuary within reach, you shoved your key into the lock and threw the front door open, only to fall forward into the apartment dramatically, catching yourself before gravity could take over.

Exhausted, you haphazardly tossed your belongings onto the floor, shedding layers and accessories as you traversed the space. Heels in the hall, purse on the couch, and earrings on the kitchen island, you finally reached the bedroom in only your red cocktail dress, dainty necklace, and smudged makeup. As your fingers gripped the door handle you stopped, smelling something smokey, possibly with a floral hint. Alert to a possible intruder, you raised your guard and prepared for the worst before gently pushing the door and letting it creak open on its own.

Beyond the door, Raph lounged on your bed, waiting for you to arrive home. Surrounding him were throw blankets and pillows, an open take-out box with a steaming pizza, piled with your favorite toppings, and a rose-scented candle burning on the nightstand. Illuminating it all was your television, set on the menu screen of your favorite childhood film, the remote control resting on his chest. “Welcome home,” he said cooly, voice full of gravel, but a languid smile speaking volumes. You couldn’t hold back the sobs that poured from your throat as you lurched forward, collapsing against him.

Raph went rigid beneath you, having been concealing his anxiety about your reaction for quite a while. As you heaved and wept against him, he eased back into you and slowly wrapped you in his arms, hushing your woes. “Dollface, what’s the matter?” he asked carefully as if he didn’t already know.

“Leo was right,” you shuddered. “I never should have gone out with that stupid prick!”

“A date, so that’s where ya been?” Raph asked lightheartedly, pushing you away by your shoulders so he could see your face. “No wonder you’re all prettied up.” Your heart skipped a beat at his words and blood rushed to your face. “Now tell me who that asshole is and what he did to you.” 

“H-He…” you sniffled, sitting up fully on your knees and in between his. God, you looked so vulnerable in that position, and the way the ruching of your dress pulled your waist in- That wasn’t the point. “He just never showed up…” you muttered weakly. “He didn’t tell me he was sick ‘til way after he was supposed to be there…” You couldn’t keep yourself from crumbling again, falling back into his arms. 

“Shhh…” he cooed, scaly hand caressing your shuddering back. “I got ya, babe, it’s okay.” What seemed to be hours passed with him simply holding you as you cried when you finally spoke again, albeit in a quiet and broken tone. 

“R-Raph, do you think I’m pretty…?” 

“My God, babe, is that even a question?” he suddenly snorted, prompting you to erect yourself to gain distance from him. He could plainly see the hurt in your eyes as you loomed over him, though his eyes were elsewhere- darting all over your body and eating you up. “Like seriously, how honest do you want me to be, 'cause we’ll be here all night.”

“I don’t want you to lie…” you answered, anxiety bubbling up in your blood. 

“I mean where do I start?” he laughed, hands ghosting over your hips, but never actually making contact. “You got these perfect hips and that pretty face, tight ass,” he smirked as you flustered more and more above him, eyelids becoming heavy with want. “You’re a total fox baby.” he dazzled, finally laying his hands on you. “I always wanted to make you feel pretty, just give me a chance baby and I swear, you won’t ever doubt yourself again.” You felt dizzy under all his attention. You’d always had a feeling Raph had a crush on you, but you never would have thought him so passionate. Gradually and instinctually, you leaned closer to him, hazily sealing your lips against his, humming lightly. Kissing him felt so natural, and so necessary, neediness taking you whole.

“(Y/N), I love you,” he confessed, eyes trained on your lips as he parted from you. You weren’t entirely sure whether or not to believe him, as everything around you moved so fast but you felt so special… “So whadaya say, dollface? We got food, your favorite movie, and all night…” he persuaded you, pulling you closer into his lap. “I can help ya get changed into something a little more comfy if ya want...”

Finally, your painted lips curled into a beaming grin and tears pricked your eyes once more, this time for overwhelming joy. “Okay, let’s do it.”

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[wdxghosty]

Midnight Serenade

Donnie x reader fic

I really like this concept so I wanted to write about it, so basically you and donnie go on a date. I still new to writing so pls be nice, hope you enjoy <3.

It’s late winter early spring as you’re getting ready for your date, last nights flurry left some snow on your ground so it’s best to bundle up a bit. As you were putting on your shoes, you hear a knocking on the window, “Come in!” your window slides open and a turtle boy whereinga shit ton of purpel crawls in after he threw in a picnic basket.

“I was scared i was gonna be late, but i see you’re not even done yet”

“Scoff! I’m putting on my shoes so i basically am done, what happened to mr. attention to detail?”

“Heyyy i thought you hated ot when i said scoff!?”

“I have no recollection of that conversation,” he rolled his eye at your comment as he sits down on your bed. You get up to go get the drinks from your kitchen. “Common lets go.”

The two of you take a train to Clark st, then walk over to the brooklyn bridge. The two of you trot along the bridge and you’re excited to see where donnie is taking you.

“We’re here,”

“...Donnie we’re still on the bridge.”

“Exactly. You’re good at balancing on polls right?”

You face went white when he said that. You look at the belts of the bridge then you look back at donnie nodding. Your soul sinks in your stomach and the look on your face has donnie rolling around on the groud, kicking and screaming, “I’m just kidding hun.” his hover bike thing pulls up and your melanin instantly comes back.

“If you pull that shit with me again I will hop on your ass like super mario and beat you with your already shitty shell!” donnie went agaps, jaw on the groud, hand on his chest.

“Damn, I didn’t know it would scare you that much?” he laughs off his nevers as the two of you get on his bike. The two of you hop of when you get to the top of one of the tower things inbetween the belts, the city lights illuminating everything around you so you can see perfectly. As you are admiring everything around you donnie starts to set up the picnic blanket, “Wow i didn’t know you’d like it here this much.”

“What do you mean? This is so cool, you act as if you come here regularly.” he looks up at you with a smile, “... you come here regularly don’t you?”

“It’s our new favorite hangout spot, and much more discrete then rooftops.”

"Theres a really busy street right below us. what's the difference?" You sit down across from donnie on the picnic blanket and you help him take everything out of the basket,

"The difference, most people aren't looking up when they're driving. And why would they take their eyes off the busy rode?"

"Mabey they have a death wish?"

"Mabey."

You pull of the heart shaped plates and glasses out of the bag and start to gush over them, “Don’t you just LOVE these cups i got you!?”

“Yeah, i love that, including the heart shaped wicker basket, and pillows, and chocolates… I know that sounds like sarcasm, but i do love it.” as the two of you continue to unpack you see your favorite cookies, and cupcakes.

“Donnie! You didn’t!”

“Why do you sound so surprised like i dont do this all the time?”

“Its because you remembered!”

“It’s hard to forget our favorite things when we always talk about them. Every time we’re hanging out one of us just starts ranting as the other is working.”

“I love that for us, and because of that I know just how much you ACTUALLY like Atomic Lass… that and i check you search history.”

“And I yours… I shoudln’t have done that.”

“I warned you. Anyone who got quezy durring the saltburn bath tub scene, couldn’t handle whats on my laptop.” you laugh a little remebering the first time the two of you watched that, he left the room multiple times.

When the two of you were done setting up you just started talking, about whatever came to your mind. LMK, jupiter jim, the boondocks, anything you guys liked, “oh do you remember when we watched violet evergarden together for the first time?”

“Ofcourse you started crying when the episode about the littel girl came on.”

“Which one?”

“The one with the mom the wrote a bunch of letters for you daughter before she died.”

“That one was soo sad! But it was really sweet, that is what i call motherly love”

“You cry for the dumbest things hun,” he starts laughing at you but you laugh with him, “You wont cry for sad movies whatsoever but the second you relate to a character you start bawling. As far as i'm aware you mother is still alive.”

“It’s not about the dead mother! Its aboutt he dedication to her child!'' Donnie just listened to you rambling on about it, your voice is basically white noise. The amount of times he’s fallen asleep just by being around you is countless, the ease you put him at is unmatched. “and that just pulled all my heart strings!”

As the night went on the two of you purely enjoyed eachothers company, and the sweets donnie brought. As the two of you talked a sertain song came on,

But when the morning comes

We'll burn it down and then

We'll build the world again...

Our love is God.

“I forgot this song was on this playlist,” Donnie trys to skip it but you stop him,

“Remebere when we were fourteen how we did a two person play of the heaters?”

“Yeah what abo- ohhh” donnie gets up on his feet, “you remember the lyrics right?” he holds out his hand for you.

“Ofcourse,” You take his hand as the two of you get into character.

Hi Kurt, it's Veronica

How did you guys know it was always a fantasy of mine to have two guys at once?

Wowuhh... lucky guess?

Well, if you want it to come true, meet me at the cemetery, at dawn

Free pussy!

And we don't even have to buy it a pizza!

Punch it in! Whaat?! Hahaha!

The two of you were both theater kids, singing together mixed with your average acting filled the two of you with joy way back when you were younger. The two of you join hands again as you shift to veronica and JD.

We can start and finish wars

We're what killed the dinosaurs

We're the asteroid that's overdue

The dinosaurs choked on the dust

They died because God said they must

The new world needed room

For me and you

Well your average acting, everytime the two of you sang this song donnie was too realistic. The way he would make your heart throb was supernatural. Despite being cold blooded your were never cold with you touched him.

I worship you.

I'd trade my life for yours

They all will disappear

We'll plant our garden here

He cups your cheek in the palm of his hand, as he kisses you. His hand was warm, everytime he held you, you felt safe. He pulled away from you and continued the song, and you joined him quickly after.

Our love is God

Our love is God

Our love is God

Our love is God

“You missed acouple lines hun.” he pecks your cheek,

“Only because you kissed me,”

“Stop acting like you did’t like it”

“Ugh.” he wraps his hands around you hips and stuffs his face in the crook of your neck.

...I worship you

I'd trade my life for yours

We'll make them disappear

We'll plant our garden here

Our love is God

Our love is God

“I love that song don.”

“I know you do hun.”

I hope you guys liked it! There some references that some people might not get, like the super mario reference, but still. Kiss, kiss, hope you have a good night, day, afternoon or whatever. <3

[obsessedwrhys]

TMNT (SOME VERSIONS)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Symbols

fluff = 🦋 , angst = 🪐 , smut = 🍒 , goofy = 🎧

Headcanons:

Lovesick!Leo x Reader 🦋

Disaster Twins x Snake!Reader 🦋

Disaster Twins x Touchstarved!Reader 🦋

Meeting The Brothers For The First Time 🦋

ROTTMNT x Medusa!Reader 🦋

Stories:

Science vs Magic (Rise!Donnie x Telekinetic!Reader) / Donnie disapproves your magical abilities 🦋🪐

A Love Beyond Logic (Rise!Donnie x Magical!Reader) / How Donnie would deal with a magical girlfriend 🦋

Series:

-None yet-

[lackablazeical]

Do you have any art of the the hamatos being affectionate towards each other?

It's all so so so old and outdated and also I'm sorry there is so few BUT I do have sketches for addams! Hamato contents so it's FINE just don't take any of this but the last and 4th pic as canon it's all shiftin

[cowabungacafe]

Quiet Connection

prompt -"Putting their foreheads together and just being content with each other's presence"

The lair was dimly lit as Raphael returned from his nightly patrol, his mind still buzzing with the events of the night. But as he stepped into the living area, his gaze immediately found you, sitting quietly with a book in hand, a small smile gracing your lips.

Without a word, you rose from your seat and approached him, your presence a soothing balm to his restless soul. Raphael's heart swelled with affection as he closed the distance between you, a silent understanding passing between you as you stood face to face.

With a soft sigh, Raphael gently pressed his forehead against yours, a wordless gesture of love and reassurance. In that moment, the world outside faded away as you both found solace in each other's presence.

The weight of his worries seemed to lift off his shoulders as he leaned into you, finding comfort in the warmth of your embrace. In your shared silence, he could feel the depth of your connection, the strength of your bond, and he knew that as long as you were by his side, he could face anything that came his way.

For a moment, time stood still as you stood there, your foreheads pressed together in silent solidarity. It was in moments like these that Raphael realized just how much you meant to him, how much he cherished the quiet moments shared between the two of you.

Reluctantly, you eventually pulled back, but Raphael's hand found yours, his grip strong yet gentle as he looked into your eyes with a sense of profound gratitude.

"Thanks," he murmured, his voice rough with emotion. "For always being here for me."

And as you stood there together, basking in the quiet connection you shared, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, as long as you had Raphael by your side, you would always find solace in the simple yet profound moments of tranquility you found together.

[annomalysstuff]

Technically I haven’t finished it, but I’m posting it because I never will

[tmntxthings]

。・゜・*･゜ﾟ･*･*:*･゜ﾟ･*・゜・。

author’s notes: something short & sweet for the new year, also I’d like to express my gratitude this year to all my mutuals, to my love of tmnt, it has brought me here and I thoroughly enjoy the art & fics you all share, cheers to another year full of turtle lovin’

warnings: fluff, unedited, drabble (super short), aged-up characters, new years theme

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It was always crowded this time of year at Times Square. But the sheer amount of people flocking the streets always put Leo on edge. As a teenager this was a prime moment to use to his advantage. Get lost in the crowd. People aren’t paying attention to the strangers around them. Their eyes are focused on the screen. On the count down. On the huge sphere in the sky.

But he had grown a lot since then. Even a good disguise couldn’t cover up the fact that he was over six feet tall. Now that, would draw eyes no matter where he went. So he kept to his territory, the rooftops, the many perches one could find themselves on with the multitude of advertisements.

It was always interesting to see humans this far up. But tonight was special. They’d thrown confetti, and it would dance through the wind. Donnie used to stick up his snout, calling it trash, a waste. It seemed to be at least a million pieces of colorful paper. Litter to Dee, but to Leo, it was different.

He could see why people made their way to this spot. It was a sight to behold. It encapsulated the year, highlighted the moment for the one to come. He never missed New Years in New York. No matter how many times he’d seen the ball drop before. Sometimes the wind would carry the confetti so high that he could reach it. When he was feeling really sentimental he stuffed his pockets with a few coordinated colors that surely someone could guess.

When the count down started, he watched as the humans got ready. They surrounded Time Square on rooftops, with boxes full of confetti, bundled up for the cold and ready to make their first tosses.

Five! Four! Three! Two! One!!

Cheers erupted and fireworks lit the sky. That was signal enough for the workers to start, throwing handfuls of confetti. It rained down onto the crowd. Couples were kissing. Friends and family were hugging. Everything was just, perfect.

“Do you wanna throw some?”

The voice startled his revelry. He met eyes that sparkled, with a hand outstretched bursting with color. He waited. You did too.

He tilted his head. So did you. Then he realized this wasn’t some dream and you were real, alive, talking to him, all the way up in his territory asking if he wanted to partake in the tradition. In littering he guessed Donnie would snark. But Leo wanted to. So he dropped down from his spot, landing next to you.

You didn’t flinch. You waited for his palm to open, and dumped the paper in his hand. Wisps escaped from the exchange but Leo was quick to toss and you were ready with more to give. You smiled. And so did he. He wondered absentmindedly if you knew him? Had he saved you before? New York knew of their vigilante heroes whether they publicly supported them or not.

You took in his appearance as if he was a long time friend. Your presence was one that brought Leo comfort. And he went through the entire box without pausing. When that was over he thought you’d maybe thank him, or bid him farewell, but instead you hopped up on the edge of the rooftop. Instincts gave way and Leo’s hand was already reaching out to catch you if you slipped. But you sat down, legs dangling off the edge as of the drop wouldn’t be one to kill you.

You then patted the spot next to you for him to join. To watch the flurries of color float through the air and make their way down. He sat next to you. You told him about your year, the highs, the lows. You asked about his. You talked about what you hoped this new year would bring, your goals, the future. You asked about his plans.

He smiled, because he always had many of those. It was effortless with you, and that was strange in itself. To be sitting here with a stranger, a human, talking as if he was just another person. And maybe he was. Maybe in this moment. It was nice. You handed him a blue piece of confetti, and he pocketed it.

[oozedninjas]

Lovely things they do for you

2007 / They're mid 20's

Leo:

He opens the door for you, pulls out your chair, and ensures you're the first to take a bite when sharing a meal.

Gives you his jacket when you're cold.

Raph:

Raph subtly places his hand to shield you from possible bumps when you pass by furniture.

He lets you pass first when walking into a room.

Always gives you rides! Do you need to go somewhere? He'll take you, don't worry!

Donnie:

He never forgets a date, whether it's anniversaries, birthdays, or special days for you.

He tries to do something special for each occasion. He loves making you laugh! His heart warms up, and he feels all gooey inside!

He always brings you presents (most of the time hand-made). Generally super thoughtful!

Mikey:

Prioritizes your feelings and needs over his own.

Certainly the type of boyfriend that gives you the larger half when splitting snacks!

Mikey keeps you tucked at his side all the time!