#tmnt sainw raphael x reader

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Forest Hid Out (Angst) (18+)

SAINW!Raphael x reader

A/N: Friendly reminder that Same As It Never Was takes place in the year of 2035. That’s 11 years from now. It aired in 2005… That means we’re over half way there… Also, this took me way longer to write than I thought it would, lol.

Takes place in 2033. Raphael is 43, reader is 20.

Warnings: Long, loss of loved ones, masturbation, age difference, tent sex.

You had never experienced a world with a clean sky. A world in which the streets were free for everyone to walk, and no one had to fear the all watchful eye of the leader of the Foot. Your mother however, had. As a child, she told you many stories about a distant time, where the world was safer. Where she and her friends had the freedom to be young, feel their emotions, fall in love, and have a family if they felt pleased to do so. That was the time in which your parents met each other, and that was the time in which your parents met each other. Where they feel loved and dreamed of having a family. But oh, how cruel the world could be at times.

When Shredder took over in 2005, your parents holded any plans for a family. All resources went to survival. There was no way they would bring a child into a world like this. But in 2013, what little luck your parents had left ran out. Your mother fell pregnant, and nine months later, you were born.

The next 20 years were all about survival. You and your family tried your best to stay under the radar, keeping out of any trouble that could cause danger. Your parents made a great deal out of staying away from anything that could be a resistance group, out of fear of what dangers it could bring to your small family. But sadly it wasn’t enough to keep the three of you safe…

Somehow your family managed to get on the bad side of Shredder’s guards. You were not sure how, but none of that mattered now, because it was all gone. The little small hole you and your family had called home was gone. They had burned it all down. And your parents. Gone. Just like your home. Gone.

That night you ran fast. Faster than you had ever done before. You ran and never looked back, remember what your father had told you. Never turn to look at the people running after you. It will only slow you down. So you never looked back, running head first into the thick unkempt forest that had grown around New York City. And that was where you met Raphael.

You had been hiding in the forest for days at that point doing what you could to survive. But you soon found that surviving in the forest was way different than surviving in the crumbling parts of New York City. Raphael found you, hydrated and hungry, tired from days of running and hiding. When you first saw him, you were terrified. You had heard rumors about mutants, but you never thought that you would see one in real life.

Though Raphael didn’t smile much he was friendly to you. He gave you food and water but kept a distance from you. He wasn’t much of a talker and only asked you a few questions. But at the end of the day, he allowed you to follow him back to his camp further into the forest.

Raphael didn’t change much during the first few weeks you stayed with him. He seemed grumpy and at times avoidant, never answering questions about himself. But one thing he did do, was slowly but surely teaching you how to take care of yourself in the forest. As the days and weeks went on, you and Raphael slowly developed a rhythm of life. He would go out and look for food, while you stayed back in the camp, making sure everything stayed in order. But with each passing day, you learned more and more about the man, who you seemed to be living with now. You soon learned that Raphael rarely slept when you did. Each night, as you went to sleep by the campfire, you found that Raphael stayed up. You once asked him about it, to which he mumbled an answer about keeping watch, and with that you decided not to press him any further. But as you went to bed each night, laying down on the thin mattress in the broken tent with the dust blanket Raphael provided you, you found yourself staring at him in secret. Your eyes scanning his features as you wondered about him. His past. His thoughts. His history.

You and Raphael rarely stayed at one place too long, packing up camp every few days before finding a new place. At this point you were getting used to it, letting Raphael decide where to set up your camp next. But there was this one time, you would never forget.

You set up camp not far from a river and followed the routine as usual. Raphael went out to look for food, while you stayed back unpacking the rest and setting up. Nothing out of the ordinary, not even when you ate together later that day. It wasn’t until he decided to go to the river and get cleaned, that you found yourself shocked. You had always known that Raphael was muscular, but when he took off his jacket before diving into the water, you truly realized how toned his was. And that was when it all started running down hill for you.

Suddenly you couldn’t look at Raphael the same way anymore. The way his muscles flexed when he worked out, the grip on his sais when he trained, his small huffs and puffs of annoyance when he walked through the forest with you trailing behind him. It didn’t take long before you started imagining things. How his hands would feel on you, how his huffs and puffs would sound right next to your ear, or how that well toned body would feel above yours. These thoughts slowly build up over time, and before you knew it, you found yourself pleasuring yourself back in the camp, to the thought of Raphael, who at that moment was out on another food hunt.

Raphael soon began to notice a shift in the way you behaved around him. You grew more nervous around him, avoiding his eyes more than usual. For some time he wondered what was going on with you. But he would soon figure out why…

One day, as you were walking through the forest, carrying your tents and bags, Raph spotted something in the sky above you. A drone. Raph was quick, grabbing you in an instant, dropping you and him into a bush, out of view from the drone. It was here, in the bush, closely pressed up against Raphael, that your mind started racing once again. The thought of the danger up ahead, and the thought of Raphael’s hand going just a little lower, touching you in the place you have been dreaming about for so long. And it was here, as Raph watched the drone pass by, that he caught a certain scent emanating from you. That was when it clicked for him. It was why you started acting strange around him.

That night, as you and him set up camp at a new spot, Raph kept an extra close eye on you. He walked every step you took, each move you made, and each time you looked at him, his eyes meeting yours, he could smell it. Strong and sweet. He knew what you were thinking now.

As days passed on, your scent seemed to become a constant for Raph. He started noticing it strongly from the tent, whenever he returned from a food hunt. You no longer just avoided his eyes, but your cheeks gained a light blush every time. And Raph would lie if he said it didn’t do something to him, and soon, he himself started imagining things.

At first, Raph was ashamed by these thoughts. He was double your age. He had taken you in when you were lost and alone. It felt wrong to be imagining you in the way he had started to. But with your aroused scent lingering all over the campsite, and even sticking to Raph’s nostrils whenever he ventured outside the camp. Your light blush, or the small sounds you made when you had a hard time setting up the tent. The tent where Raph could only imagine you laying in and pleasuring yourself. And with that, it didn’t take long before Raph found himself out on a food hunt, pleasuring himself under a three out in the lonely forest, imagining how it would feel to have you wrapped around him instead of his hand.

You and Raphael started dancing around each other on a daily basis, stealing small glances, hoping that the other didn’t notice. This, only fueling both of your thoughts and imaginations, playing out those fantasies on your own whenever you were alone. You, whimpering in a tent, begging imaginary Raphael to make you cum with his tongue, while Raph found himself out in the forest, crouched down on one knee, thrusting into both hands, the thought of how your body would bounce underneath his with every thrust. Both of you could only imagine how it would feel to have each other. But soon, none of you would have to imagine anymore…

You and Raphael had once again set up camp at a new location, having walked a whole day in order to get as far away from your last camp as possible. And you did not set up your camp one minute too early, as the sky soon opened up, letting the rain pour down over you. That sent both you and Raph in a hurry, hiding inside the one and only tent you had - your tent - waiting for the horrid rain to pass. But you soon found that this wasn’t just a quick downpour, but a long one, lasting for much longer than you had expected. This left you and Raph alone together in the small tent. The tent that only you had been using for the past two months, while he would sleep out by the fire. The same tent in which you had been pleasuring yourself to the thought of Raphael, almost everyday at this point. And Raphael could smell it. The scent was strong, hitting him like a wall of bricks the moment he entered the tent. And for the first time since you entered Raphael’s campsite, he found himself nervous around you.

You and Raphael sat in silence, waiting for the rain to pass, trying to focus on the sound of it hitting against the outside of your little dry place. Both of you sat at a distance from each other, trying to avoid any time of contact, both with the eyes and physically. But that did not stop your mind and eyes from wandering to him. You watched his hands, as his middle finger nervously tapped the side of his thigh. You couldn’t stop yourself from wondering how that finger would feel inside you, moving with the same speed in which it tapped against his thigh. And with that thought, you felt your pulse quicken, along with a rush of wetness between your legs. And Raph noticed this, straight away. How your breathing got heavier, and how your arousal somehow grew even stronger. And how your eyes were glued to his finger. Raph did not even have to put two and two together. He knew exactly what was going on.

Looking at you, Raph caught your eyes immediately, his eyes telling you everything he knew. And that knowledge sent shockwaves through your body, pricking at every nerve ending, somehow making the wetness between your legs grow even stronger, making Raph’s nostrils flare, a small low sound vibrating in his chest. He was churring. He was enjoying your scent.

You did not know where the sudden courage came from, nor what happened with that eye contact between the two of you. But suddenly you found yourself sitting on Raphael’s lap, your legs hooked around his hips, your lips connected in a heated kiss, your hands roaming each other’s bodies, the way you had been dreaming about for so long. It was as if your bodies worked per automatic, your hips grinding against each other, seeking friction and pleasure.

Raph’s jacket was off in an instant, his strong arms coming to wrap around you, holding you close, letting his tongue slip into your mouth as you parted your lips to let out a moan, which you gladly accepted.

Your hands moved to your pants, unbuttoning them in a haste. Raph chuckled at your urgency, finding your actions almost adorable, watching the desperation he had dreamed of you showing him. And the sound of him chuckling made you shiver, more sounds escaping you. Never had you thought that you would actually get to hear Raphael chuckle.

Raph helped you get your pants off, before throwing them somewhere in the tent, ready to be worried about later. But at that moment, all he wanted to think about was sure sweet core, the heat radiating onto his thigh.

Cupping your chin with one hand, Raph pulled you in for another heated kiss, while his other hand rested on your hip, playing with the hem of your underwear. You hummed against Raph’s lips, as he used his hand to push you down onto his thigh, making you grind against his thigh muscles. You let out a small moan when you felt just how toned his thigh was. Hard as a rock.

Raph growled at the sound of your moan, his hand grabbing a hold of your underwear before pushing them damn over you bum. You once again lifted yourself off of his lap, in order to get them off of your legs. Raph watched as you got them off, feeling his hard member presse against the inside of his cloaca. For a moment he wondered if he should take his time with you. There was no saying when the rain would stop, so the two of you could be having all the time in the world. You two weren’t busy.

Raph helped you back onto his lap where you intently connected your lips once more, biting lightly onto his lip. Raph made a sound like a wounded animal, his hands grabbing onto the plush flesh of your thighs. You wrapped your arms around Raph, holding onto him as you grinded against him once more. With one hand Raph let go of your thigh in order to get into contact with his cloaca, pulling his large member out, aching and throbbing just for you.

“Are you ready?”, Raph asked, tapping the head of his penis against your soaked entrance.

“Yes”, you whispered, your voice already giving up on you out of pure need.

“Good girl”, Raph smirked, taking in the feeling of you shivering against him. He knew you would like being called his good girl.

Keeping a firm grip on your hip, Raph lined himself up with your entrance, before ever so slowly pushing into you, stretching you out around him. You let out a louder than intent moan, resting your forehead against Raph’s shoulder as he slowly pushed you further down onto his member, letting out a few curses over how tight you were.

Once Raph was as far in as he could go, he let you sit on him for a moment, getting used to his size inside of you. The only thing he could hear at that moment was your whimpering moans, along with the sound of the rain against the tent.

When Raph was sure that you were ready, he held onto your hips with both hands, before lifting you slightly up off of him, before pulling you back down, entering you once again. You cried out in pleasure, latching on to Raph’s shoulders, your nails digging into his skin. Raph increased the speed until he had you bouncing on his member, the sound of your skin slapping against his echoing around you.

You and Raph were far from quiet, moaning and groaning, happy to finally be living out the fantasy you had been having for so long now.

“Harder, Raph”, you moaned, leaning a little back from him.

“Harder?”, Raph asked, a devilish smirk on his lips. “I will give it to you harder”.

The next thing you knew you were laying on your back in the tent, your shirt pushed up over your chest, your legs hanging over Raph’s shoulders, swinging with every thrust he plowed into you. That was exactly what you needed, the tightening feeling in your abdomen growing stronger and stronger. You were getting close, and Raph could feel it. He could feel how the muscles of your cunt tightened around his member, pushing himself closer and closer to his own high.

You started arching your back, your legs tensing on Raph’s shoulders, your eyes shut as your high came closer and closer, until you finally came on him. Raph let out an animalistic growl, his thrusts becoming erratic as he helped you ride through your high, getting closer and closer to his own. It didn’t take long before he came, pulling out of you shooting his pearly white ropes onto your abdomen, letting out a moan of relief.

“Shit”, Raph sighed, laying down next to you. “That was exactly what I needed”. Rolling onto his side, Raph wrapped an arm around you, pulling you closer, not caring about the last bits of him still resting on your lower stomach. “I hope it wasn’t too much”.

“Not at all”, you smiled, curling up against him, hiking your naked leg up over his hip. “It was exactly what I needed too”.

“Good”, Raph said, resting his head back against the tent floor, listening to the rain that was still falling. “Because with the rain still going, we won’t be going anywhere any time soon”.

You couldn’t help but giggle, pressing a kiss to his lips. “That’s fine by me”.

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TMNT HEADCANONS:

When they cry

Warning: Major Character Death, angst, I'm not crying you are

Leo:

He comes to you, tears rushing down his face.

He's shaking, his breath ragged, his movements sloppy.

He's just. So. Broken.

You wrap your arms around him, and hold him tight.

For as long as you knew him, he has never cried in front of ...well....anyone really. The fact he is just shattering in your arms make your heart break even more.

"Leo what's wrong?"

"I-its sen-n-sei. H-he's g-g-gone."

Raph:

This big guy has a lot of emotions but you have never seen him this rilled up before.

He usually let's out his emotions through anger and frustration, through punching and kicking and physically BURNING the rage out.

He doesn't know how to handle this feeling.

He's just. So. Devastated.

Raph, your Raph, the one who comes to you to vent, to scream and yell out that Leo's an idiot or that the foot can kiss his ass, can't get out a word to you this time.

He's on his knees, staring at the blood in his hands, not saying a word.

"Raph, baby? You're scaring me. What happened?"

"I'm so sorry pops. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'M SORRY!"

Don:

Don runs. Believe it or not, when Don wants to cry, he runs to a safe place as fast as his legs can carry him. He trusts his body to lead him back to his safe space, knowing the routes off by heart.

So when he arrives at your apartment, broken and shaking, your heart shatters at his prone form.

He drops to the floor, in a fetal position and he's rocking slightly.

You join him on the ground and hug him, stroking his arms as you try to pry his hands from his face gently.

"Donnie, honey, what's wrong?"

His arms wrap around you and you hold him tight, whispering in a sweet voice to keep him calm.

He's. Just. So. Angry.

An anger flares in his eyes as he looks at you, growling.

"I swear to you Y/N. I won't let him hurt anyone I love again. If it is the last thing I do I will kill shredder. I owe dad that much."

Mikey:

This guy is very in touch with his emotions, he experiences and expresses his emotions as much as possible.

So when he comes to you, crying his heart out you know he's hurting.

You rush to his side, wrapping an arm around his back, the other cradling his head. You realized from previous experience this position seemed to comfort him the most.

But you have never seen him like this.

Here, shivering in your arms, he's never looked so vulnerable.

He's. Just. So. Small.

The typically towering turtle looks like a five year old who doesnt know what to do with all their emotions.

"Mikey what's going on?"

"It's....dad.... the s-s-shredder....he"

He can't get the words out.

[brightlotusmoon]

Also, I'm pushing still to get fanfics away from the tired cliched stereotypes. Not just about the turtles each being on the spectrum, but Mikey's long standing stereotype class clown butt of the joke persona. He's far far deeper.

Most fanfics still make Mikey so jokey that he gets scolded and smacked constantly, and it takes away from the story. I know it's canon in 2003, but I always had Fremdscamen.

I had been wondering if I could send the same Ask to multiple imagines writers in the fandom to see their styles. I will probably write these anyway, but I genuinely like seeing how others handle the same concept.

"Oh, my requests are usually stuff like

"Mikey learning he has ADHD and it's eye-opening and he steals Donnie's Neuroscience textbooks, hyperfixates on learning about the brain, wonders how close to human his brain really is and how the mutagen affects him and wonders if he's also autistic and he diagnoses his brothers and stays up with Donnie or The Reader all night talking about brains while cooking."

or, I might ask

"Mikey gets badly injured on patrol and he's already separated from the team, and he's not sure if Don can track him so he meditates to try and reach someone with psychic powers he didn't know he had and then he passes out and eventually they find him and he's basically dying and it's a race to save his life in Donnie's new infirmary that was updated because of their new human contacts, yes he lives."

I could write these myself but I love seeing how other writers take the ideas."

See? It's complex and I am a coward.

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Dating Leonardo....

���- At first he was super shy. Before you became an item it was a bunch of blushes and the brush of one hand against the other, the longing looks of just being with the other.

💙- Then you risk your life protecting Leo from a stray bullet. It hit your arm and you almost bled out. Once you woke up, Leo snapped at you. You got into an argument and with tears in your eyes, you screamed that you loved his dumbass.

💙-after that he was yours.

💙-he showers you in surprise gifts.

💙- he knows everything about you. He knows your favorite foods, movies, books, and passions. He knows what you love and your biggest fears.

💙- when he has a long day, he collapses by your feet and hugs your waist, burying his face in your stomach as you stroke his cheeks.

💙-you two have karoke sessions all the time.

💙- you see the slight rebel in him that he only shows to you.

💙-when you are kissing, he seems to shut the world out around you. It's you and him and the moment.

💙- you steal his sweaters. All the time. It annoys the shell out of him but then you walk in just swimming in his clothes and he melts

Leo: Y/N! Where's my sweater?!

You: *with his sweater down to your knees* here?

💙- you write him little notes and poems all the time, just to make him smile

💙- you jump up when you see him and you bear hug him all the time

💙- you manage to get along with every one of his brothers, you act like a mom friend to them and they love you more for it

Raph: I swear Leo if ya hurt Y/N

Leo: I wont!

Don: Good because nothing will stand between us if you break her heart

Leo: Who's side are you on?!

💙- his favorite place to touch you is your cheeks, to hold your face in your hands and stare at your eyes

💙-you could stare into his blue eyes for eternity

💙- you said I love you first, on your third month anniversary

💙-it took him less than a second to respond, but when he did, your heart soared

💙-Leo comes to you broken and blood sometimes.

💙- you cry every time he does. You try to fight it, clean his wounds, patch him up, feed him but the tears can't stop.

💙-those nights you just hold him, he refuses to let go.

💙-neither one of you is perfect but when you are together, you are unstoppable

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Meeting Raph

Warning: Swearing and Major Character Injury

Pounding heart, pounding feet, that's all Raphael could focus on in his blinding rage.

It wasn't a good day, to say the least.

It started when he woke up this morning to having Splinter chew him out for being out late with Casey the night previous. As furious as he was with his father, he had enough control to take it out on his old punching bag instead.

Bang!

Damn I ain't a kid anymore! I knew what I was doin'!

Bang!

Why does Masta Splinta gotta be up in ma shell?! Does he think I'm not good 'nuff or somethin'?

Bang!

I CAN HANDLE MASELF!

With every one of these intrusive thoughts whispering against Raph's ear, the angrier he got. It wasn't until a gentle hand landed on his shoulder that he realized he wasn't alone.

Swinging a fist out in retaliation, the figure darted back to avoid being pummeled.

When his vision cleared, Raph saw Leo was trying to get his attention.

"Easy Raph, it's just me." Leo called out softly.

Typically, Raph would snap back a remark to get Leo to leave him alone, that he didn't give a rat's ass what was happening, just to have Leo back off.

But something was different with Leo this time around. Something in his brother's eyes scared Raph, like the ocean he often saw in the leader's eyes turned into a hurricane of emotion.

Immediately Raph's anger stifled.

"Leo, what's goin' on? What's wrong?" Raph responded in his heavy accent.

"It-it's Casey, Raph. He's in the hospital." Leo spoke in a low voice, keeping eye contact with Raph.

Pure rage flared in Raphael once more.

"WHAT?!"

"April and Don found him surrounded by the foot, Karai leading the ambush. She knew Casey is close to us and was trying to get information out of him. Don was able to take the remaining foot down while April rushed him to the hospital in the Shellraiser. They-" Leo paused, biting his lip. He seemed to be struggling with giving Raph the harsh truth.

He blinked tears out of his eyes and Raph tensed. It took alot to make Leo cry, the leader often internalizing his own emotions for the sake of his brothers. For Leo to be this shaken, things couldn't be good.

Leo continued, placing a reassuring hand on his younger brother's shoulder, stealing himself enough to talk.

"They don't think he's going to make it."

Like taking a physical punch to the stomach, Raph doubled over. His legs were shaking, his heart racing in frustration, shock, heartbreak and fury.

His best friend got hurt, and he wasn't able to save him.

It's all ma fault! I shoulda walked 'im home! He said he was fine! I shoulda known!

Now he's gonna die and....and it's all...

ALL MA FAULT!

Raph felt the tears run down his cheeks. He was barely aware of turning and taking off through the sewers.

He heard his family calling his name, telling him to stop and chasing after him.

He didn't care.

All he could see was red.

He would kill the damn bitch for what she's done if it was the last thing he'd ever do.

"RAPHAEL WAIT! THEY'RE TRACKING US!" Don's voice boomed out.

Raph didn't stop. He didn't care. Let them try. I just meant he got to fulfill his promise even sooner.

"RAPH WAIT! THEY'LL HURT YOU!" Mikey cried out, right on Raph's heals. Enraged, Raph took a sharp right and Mikey was left skidding, trying to regain his footing and his balance.

Raph could see the manhole cover now, not even three feet infront of him.

"RAPH AS YOUR LEADER I ORDER FOR YOU TO STOP!" Leo's voice rang in the sewer, but all Raph could hear was the blood rushing in his ears.

He broke through.

The manhole popped and fell to the side with an audible crash to the left. Before it could hit the ground, Raph had scaled the building and was jumping onto the next roof.

He was running. Running towards Foot Headquarters. To end them once in for all.

He was vaguely aware of how sinister it sounded and he knew he wasn't acting like himself.

He didn't care.

The sound of thunder boomed overhead.

Raph didn't stop.

Lighting crashed behind him. It only furthered his adrenaline.

"HELP! HELP ME!"

At the sound of a scream, Raph stopped in his tracks.

It was like the voice had snapped him back into focus, he needed to find the source of the voice before it was too late.

His pounding heart slowed and in the moment, only one thought became clear.

I can't let anyone else get hurt 'caz of meh. I failed Casey, I ain't gonna let anyone else get hurt.

Another scream and Raph was taking off towards the left, trying to see who was danger.

A few buildings down and he saw her.

Standing there, wet (h/c) hair a dirty and tangled mess, you stood there holding onto a gun and aiming it at the ninjas, a fallen officer bleeding out by your feet.

You were wearing a red sweater and a black skirt that was soaking in the rain. Your (e/c) eyes were wide with fear.

"Stay back!" You roared in a voice louder than Raph thought was human.

The black ninjas parted to reveal a lean female, dressed in silver armor, carrying a katana glistening with blood. She had dark, black almond eyes with fair skin, her smile as deadly as the blade in her hands.

Karai.

It took all of Raph's self control not to jump down there and kill the foot that instant. He knew he needed to plan the moment right, otherwise you might not make it out of there alive.

"Y/N, was it?" Karai drawled, making you shiver.

"If you want to kill me get on with it. You know I'm not going down without a fight!" You snapped, eyes blazing with a fire Raph didn't expect. It was the same fire he saw in his own reflection everyday.

Karai laughed.

"You idiot. If I wanted you dead, I would have already killed you." She hissed, taking a menacing step forward.

You stepped back, raising the gun.

"THEN WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" You roared, acting tough despite your shaking hands.

"Your help. Or rather, your fathers. I wonder what he would give up to see his pretty little girl come home safe." As the words left Karai's mouth, the ninja's made their move towards you.

Now.

Just as Raph jumped off the building, you pulled the trigger. The bullet buried itself in Karai's arm, who screamed in pain.

Raph took the opportunity to slash her with his sai. She saw the move coming and tried to block it, but not before a shallow cut was made against her throat.

Gasping in pain, she stumbled back as Raph pummelled the other ninja's that were trying to make their way towards you.

"Retreat!" Karai rasped out.

The ninja's picked up their leader off the ground and took off, but not without throwing a few shuriken your way.

"Look out!" Raph yelled as he ran towards you, using his body to shield you from the projectiles.

Wrapped up in his arms, you took a good look at your hero, the figure that was so fast that you hadn't the opportunity to see him before.

You heard him cry out.

The final shuriken had buried itself in his leg.

He fell to the ground with a heavy thump, the shuriken digging into his green flesh.

You didn't think twice.

Rushing to his side, you took off your sweater and ripped it, tying it around the wound to stop the bleeding. Now, in your black tank top, you reached into your bag and brought out your first aid kit, pulling out antiseptic wipes.

"This is going to hurt," You warn him.

He couldn't keep his eyes off you. You, a human, who just saw an officer die before your very eyes, was threatened to be held hostage and shot a goddamn gun was suddenly helping out a giant mutant ninja turtle without a second thought.

Raph felt his heart soar.

The application of the antiseptic has the terrapin hissing in pain. You winced at the sound but then proceeded to pull out medical needle and string.

As you threaded the needle, Raph found it in himself to ask you a single question.

"Why aren't ya afraid of me?" He called out in a hoarse whisper.

You cocked an eyebrow up, eyes never leaving from your task.

"I'm a nurse. I have seen much worse. But I must admit, this has has to be one of the strangest cases I had. Top five for sure."

Raph gave you a low laugh and you smiled to yourself. You considered it a personal win if you could make your patients laugh.

Your eyes finally met his and you gasped.

Golden irises burned into yours, with a passion so fierce it seemed to pull at your very soul.

You couldn't look away. Neither could he.

"My name's Y/N." You said, a little breathless.

Raph smiled.

"I'm Raphael."

@midnightrebel669

Note: Casey survived :)

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Run....Part 2

Note: Swearing, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Mutated!Reader x turtles

You woke up to a searing pain in your back. Gasping out, you mouthed a silent scream. The pain was almost unbearable.

You felt like your head was underwater, all sounds came out muffled to your sensitive ears and there was a lot of pressure in your head.

Everything hurt, you felt like you were run over by a boulder, or crushed against a wave....

A wave....

The mutagen!

You sat up so quickly, your head began to spin. Trying to calm your breathing, you were fighting a rising wave of nausea that threatened to overtake you.

You let out a low groan.

You were aware of the shift in light and a voice, familiar but far away.

It wasn't until you felt a gentle hand on your shoulder that your senses snapped into focus.

Your hearing became extra clear and sensitive and you could hear EVERYTHING.

The buzzing of the lights overhead, the rising voices calling your name over and over, the springs of the mattresses under you, and the heartbeat that kept getting louder and louder and louder-

"Y/N! Look at me!"

Slowly, cautiously, you raised your head and met four pairs of eyes.

"Guys?" You called out weakly, hands still covering your ears. You hadn't realized you had caved into yourself, in a fetal position.

"Hey Y/N." Mikey cooed softly, placing his hands over yours and lowering them as Don shut off the light, reacting to your sensitivity.

In the dark, you felt yourself relax and your eyes adjust.

It was.....odd. When you looked about, everything seemed almost as bright as day, but the colors came out more neon against the stark backgound.

Looking around, you begin to recognize beakers, black screens of computer monitors, scrap metal and tools....

"Am...am I in the lab?" You whispered almost to yourself.

"Yes, you're safe Y/N." Leo's calm voice soothed, but you could hear the sharpness in his words.

You swallowed the lump in your throat.

He was furious, they probably all were. It was your fault that they were in that battle, and if they got hurt-

"Hey, Y/N. Look at meh." Raph's deep voice made you snap back to the moment. Shoving Mikey off the bed, Raph took his spot and wiped away at the tears that fell down your cheeks. "Da hell were ya thinkin' shorty?"

His glistening golden irises seemed to bore into your very being.

You looked away, you were afraid of seeing the anger, the pain you caused them.

"Y/N?"

"How am I alive?" You choked out against your sobs.

"We...we found ya in the sewer a couple of hours after....after da fight. Bloody, battered, with broken bones and....and ya weren't breathin'. Don rushed ya to da lab and began doin all sorts of tests. We didn't think you were gonna make it." Raph's voice was low as he revealed what has happened since the explosion.

Shaking your head you couldn't understand how Donnie managed to save you. Shifting to the side, you placed your feet on the floor and attempted to push yourself up.

All of the turtles reacted.

"Y/N! What are you-" Leo walked forward, hands outstretched.

"It's dangerous for you to be up so-" Donnie shot up like a rocket, practically running to you.

"Easy there! You're still in rough-" Mikey practically shrieked.

"For the lovagod shorty, sit down!" Raph barked, grabbing onto your arm.

You shook Raph off and took a step, then another as you fell into Don's arms.

"Thank you Donnie." You said, squeezing him tight in hug. "Thank you for saving me."

The genius froze under your touch for a moment, before returning the gesture.

"I'd do anything for you Y/N. You mean a lot to me." Donnie responded, squeezing you but he was careful not to hurt you. "But..."

You pulled back enough to look at his face, he seemed to be struggling to tell you something.

"But what Donnie?" You asked, confused and slightly concerned.

Don seemed to shake on the spot, terrified of telling you something.

"Don, she needs to know." Leo's voice called out, giving Don the silent support he needed.

"I can't Leo, how am I supposed to tell her about this?" He whirled, glaring at the leader in blue with you still wrapped in his arms.

Leo sighed and shook his head. He seemed to steel himself before he turned to you.

"Look Y/N, you see- we tried to reverse it but there was no way-"

"Reverse what?" You responded, trying to keep your voice steady.

"You're totally a lizard now dudette!" Mikey responded cheerfully.

Eyes wide, mouth agape, you gaze around at the four turtles.

Don, using his left hand, let go of you to smack Mikey in the head.

"Hey!" Mikey protested.

"Nice going numbskull!" Don snapped. You pushed yourself away from Don, stumbling back.

"Easy dere," Raph reached out to you, but you pulled away and ran to the lab door.

"Y/N!" Leo called after you, chasing you right on your heals.

You pushed past them, running past a surprised Splinter who appeared to have just woken.

"Miss Y/N! You are awake!" Splinter responded in surprise as you pushed past him.

"Y/N! Don't-" Leo reached for you once more, hand outstreached.

You tumbled out of reach and burst through the bathroom door.

There you saw yourself, your new self for the first time.

Large, yellow reptialian eyes replaced your (e/c) ones, your five fingered hands now reduced to three. Your (s/c) skin, once soft was replaced with black scales with (y/f/c) designs that seemed to swirl and meet in your snout and chest.

Your (h/c) hair was gone, you went from being (y/h) to six foot eleven.

Everything human about you was gone. All that was left was this shell of the person you once was.

And there was nothing you could do to change it.

You felt your heart shatter.

The walls seemed to cave in around you. It was getting harder to breathe as the air seemed to thicken around you.

The bright lights, the sounds became overwhelming once more and you felt your frail and broken body giving out.

On shaking legs you backed away from the mirror in horror. Bumping straight into Leo.

"Hey, hey take it easy-" He tried to calm you, sensing your panic.

"Leo, what am I?" You screeched as he wrapped you in his arms, soothing your hair and holding you tight.

"It's okay Y/N, everything is going to be-"

"IT WON'T BE ALRIGHT!"

You shoved him away, as hard as you could.

Surprised with your own strength, Leo tumbled back as Raph dashed to catch him. Leo flew into Raph and the pair tumbled to the floor in a heap of limbs.

You turned on your heal and burst towards the exit.

"Don't let her leave!" Leo gasped out from under Raph.

Don and Mikey both bolted to stop you from getting out of the lair.

"Y/N! Wait! It's not safe topside!" Mikey yelled as he attempted to block you with his chuck.

You dodged the move and took off, not looking back.

You heard the boys calling out to you but you couldn't care.

You couldn't see, couldn't breathe, everything hurt and all you knew was you had to run.

You felt something push against you with full force and you felt yourself falling. Before your body could hit the ground, your capture turned in on himself and took the blunt of the hit.

Pushing yourself off his chest you gazed into his eyes.....

💙 "Y/N, just hear me out. This doesn't define you, just because you are a mutant now doesn't mean your arent the same girl you were a few days ago. You mean everything to me and I swear to you, on my honor, I will do everything I can to protect you."

❤ "Damn shorty, ya fast now aren't ya? Now listen ta me. Bein' a mutant sucks, but ya know what's worse? Facin' that damn world alone. I promise ya shorty, as long as I'm around you will never have ta face it alone. I'm here for you."

💜 "Y/N! I'm sorry! I'm sorry I cant fix this and I'm sorry you have to go through this. It's not fair this happened to you, it was beyond improbably for me to even comprehend such an occurance. I won't make that same mistake again. I will do everything I can to try to give you as normal a life as possible- I promise. Just please, don't go."

🧡 "Dudette! Please calm down! I know it's scary but you're not alone in this! My brothers are here for you, our friends and....and me. I will never leave you behind, you mean so damn much to me. Please just have a little faith."

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Run

Warning: Violence, Blood

"Go! Get out of here!" Leo's voice boomed against the gunshots and explosions in the background.

"No! I'm not leaving you here!" You had cried out, tears in your (e/c) eyes. Your (h/c) was a mess and sticking to your skin with sweat and dirty. You were tired, scared, and hurt; a large gash making the blood run from your shoulder to your fingertips. You knew if you stayed you weren't going to make it, but you'd be damned if you left the turtles to fend Bishop off by themselves.

"Dammit shorty, listen ta 'im!" Raph's gruff voice echoed as he drove another sai into one of Bishop's goons. The blood curling scream was silenced by the swish of his blade, tearing the man's throat.

"No Raph! This is my fight!" You called, driving behind debris as the bullets flew across the air.

A looming shadow appeared before the battlefield as a man approached the fighting turtles.

Black hair, fair skin, dark eyes and a twisted, sinister smile had the six foot seven tall man looking like a beast in the heat of battle, a presence more unstable and predictable than the chaos around him.

John Bishop.

"Turtles!" Bishop greeted the Terrapins with a wicked grin, "what an unexpected surprise."

"You aren't getting to her, you hear me douchebag!" Mikey snarled, shocking you with his intensity.

"My, my," Bishop drawled, "you are making this so much harder than it needs to be. Then again, perhaps I'll be able to capture you too."

Donatello twirled his bo staff, jumping in front of you to keep Bishop's men at bay.

"Don't count out on it Bishop! You aren't getting anywhere near her!" Donatello snapped, eyes blazing.

The building you were fighting in was currently being destroyed by Bishop's men, tearing apart Shredder's old lair and shooting at abandoned technology that went off upon impact.

Behind them was a giant tank filled with a lime green substance, constantly bubbling and shifting violently.

The mutagen.

You grew cold all of the sudden. You knew if Bishop kept shooting, then eventually the tank would crack and the mutagen would kill everyone in the room.

Turning to the left, you saw a tiring and injured Raphael defending Leo, who had a large gash on his leg.

To your right, Don and Mikey were fighting off Bishop's men, pressing in closer to you so they could protect you.

You knew what you had to do.

Stepping up, you screamed into the battle.

"Wait! Just hold on! Stand down!" You kept your voice steady despite your fear.

There was no way you would all survive this battle.

"Y/N! What are you doing?" Raph roared, fighting off a few goons that charged at him.

"What has to be done." You replied as you placed your hands up in surrender.

Eyes wide Leo reached out to you.

"Y/N! Don't you dare give in!" His voice came out stern and unmoving but you knew him too well to ignore the fear that underline his message.

You shook your head, tears in your eyes. You had to do this.

You began walking to Bishop when Don and Mikey blocked your path.

"Y/N you don't have to do this!" Mikey cried out, tears streaming down his mask. He appeared to have broken his left arm and was wincing. Seeing him in such a state made you nearly burst out in tears. He was hurt because of you.

"I have to do this Mike."

Don's eyes met yours and he was trembling slightly.

"I won't let you do this." His whispered in a heartbreaking voice.

You shivered at his words.

"Don, trust me." You responded in a low, soothing tone.

There was silence for a moment, then Don moved to the side. As you passed by you gave him a look and whispered to him.

"When I give you the signal...." you cut yourself off.

Don's eyes shone with confusion, unsure of what you were asking of him. It was better that way.

The gun fire had stopped when you asked Bishop to stand down. He stood before you now, a smug look on his face.

"Well, Ms. Y/L/N. Finally seeing reason, I see." He responded as he grabbed your wrist.

In an instant you pulled him forward and kneed him in the chest. Sensing that move, he blocked you but not before grabbing his gun.

Eyes wide in realization, Bishop lunged for you, but not before a bullet ripped through his shoulder.

Crying out, he stumbled back at the new wound. You took your stance and twirled on your heal, aiming at the tank.

You had no choice.

"RUN!" You screamed to the turtles as your fired directly at the tank.

"Y/N!" The turtles had cried out in unison.

It was too late.

Like a wave crashing against the shore, the mutagen had befallen you.

The only thing you could remember before the world going black was the sound of your own, blood curling scream.

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Meeting Mikey Part 2

It had been three weeks.

Splinter was still out unconscious.

The turtles were terrified. That terror turned into anger and that anger turned into fury.

Shredder was still at large, hunting down the turtles throughout the entire city.

The turtles had no choice but to flee from New York, and take refuge in Casey's farmhouse, at least until Master Splinter wakes up.

If he ever wakes up....

The very thought of his father dying was enough to make Mikey choke back tears. It was getting more difficult to breathe.

He felt his life was shattering around him.

His brother, Leonardo, had fully took on the role of leader, making sure they are all alive, making sure they had enough food to eat, watching over splinter while they were hiding out in the farmhouse.

Yet, in all this Chaos, Leonardo never once talked about a plan to take back the city.....maybe because he did not plan on one.

Rapheal had lost contact with April and Casey, the pair going elsewhere to lay low. Raph blamed them, calling them out for abandoning them but secretly he was hiding all his hurt. Raph knew if they left now, he probably would never see his friends again.

This lead to Raph wanting to take action and his so called leader was doing nothing.

Donatello had strictly been by Master Splinter's side. Helping him heal while Don was still healing himself. Mikey looked after him as much as he could, he tried to stay positive.

Then he would remember their situation.

Their father was unconscious with no guarantee of waking up.

Their home was destroyed.

Their enemies craved blood.

Their friends abandoned them.

Crime rates were through the roof.

And there wasn't a thing he could do about it.

Just as he thought the pressure was getting too much, a gentle hand laid on his shoulder. His big blue eyes found your (e/c) ones.

You gave him a genuine smile.

"Hey," you called out softly.

Mikey wrapped his big arms around you, burying his face in your stomach as you played with his bandana tails.

He had met you over a month ago and the two of you were completely in love. He had saved you from a grisly fate by shredders hand, and ever since, you two had become very close.

You felt his shoulders shake as he took deep breaths.

Pulling back a bit you leaned down and brushed your lips to his forehead. He sighed under the touch and you felt him begin to relax.

An idea sparked in your mind.

Smirking, you pulled your phone out of your jean pocket, playing (y/f/s).

As the music began to take over, you extended your hand to him.

"May I have this dance?" You grinned.

He was still for a moment.

A small smile slowly grew on his face. It had been so long since he smiled like this, a real one, gentle and full of life, just like him.

He took your hand as you pulled him to his feet.

You spent the rest of the night dancing away and singing along to different songs.

You didnt see his brothers watching from a distance, neither one of you aware of their presence.

"She's good for im," Raph smirked, "I'll give her dat."

"I dont remember the last time Mikey looked so happy," Don spoke in a bittersweet tone.

Leo just watched, his blue orbs taking in the scene before him.

Maybe, just maybe, things would be okay after all.

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Faith

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Leo's breathing was laboured, his body screaming in pain, begging for rest.

He couldn't stop.

Fighting past every instinct he had, he pushed himself further, harder, faster.

The swish of his blade rang in his ears as he decapitated an imaginary enemy.

"I will never stop....Hamato Yoshi will suffer and I will destroy everything he ever loved!"

Another Slash and a twist had Leo spiraling in the air, moving in the form of a kata to destroy the image of everyone who ever harmed his family.

"Leo, leo don't!"

"Leonardo, stop this instant!"

The face of the Shredder appeared before him, grinning like a sick and twisted snake; ready to pounce.

Leo sprang into the air, Katanas raised, a battlecry ripping from his throat.

Just as he was about to land, he saw the eyes, blue and wide and full of fear. The eyes of his brother.

"Leo....Leo what have you done? You...you monster! You freak! How could I have ever called you brother?!"

Leo collapsed to his knees, screaming out in anger and pain. His hands covered his ears as the heartbroken voice kept repeating those words, over and over.

Leo had lost control.

His katanas were disregarded, and he was shaking on the spot. Leo couldn't breathe- couldn't sleep- couldn't-

A gentle hand landed on his shoulder.

Leo jumped, turning towards you with wide eyes. Sighing you gently cupped his cheek and gave him a small smile.

He leaned into your touch, eyes closing for a moment as you stroked his cheek with your thumb.

"You shouldn't be here." Leo had whispered, slumping further into himself and turning away slightly.

You placed your hand under his chin and your eyes met his.

He was surprised at the love, the adoration and fierce protection shining in your (e/c) ones.

"I am exactly where I need to be." Your voice came out like a prayer to Leo's ears.

Tears weld up in his blue ones, like a storm against the sea.

"I hurt Mikey....and Donnie....Donnie...." He gasped out.

"Mikey is fine, the cut you gave him barely made contact." You whispered, lips pressed against his forehead as his arms wrapped around you.

"Don-Donatello....he h-hates m-m-me....." Leo stuttered against his shaking form.

You felt your heart shatter.

"You don't believe that, do you darling?" You asked cautiously.

"He-he called-d m-me a m-m-mons-"

"Shhhhh..." you pulled back enough to look into his face. Dark circles rimmed his eyes, his lips were twitching, and he was three shades paler than normal.

His eyes spoke of all his heartbreak, his pain, his disgust at himself.

"Don was scared. We all were. We thought- we thought we were going to loose you," you felt your throat tighten at the words, "that I was going to loose you."

"He brainwashed me for a week, Y/N, for a week. And I-I almost killed my own brother. Mikey...mikey....I'm so sorry....."

And that's when Leo broke, in your arms, holding you tightly as you kept whispering over and over that it wasn't his fault. That he wasn't in control, that it wasn't him.

Once the words seeped in, Leo looked up at you with big hopeful eyes.

"Shredder, he put a hate in you and took away your free will, Leo. He was controlling you. This is all Shredder's fault, do you understand me? This is not your fault."

For the first time in weeks felt something flutter against his heart. A light, a feather-like touch of warmth that seeped through his bones.

Hope.

"Life can be so hard," you continued softly, "but you will get through this. I will be with you every step of the way. You just need to have some faith Leo."

Leo gasped at your words, as you wiped the tears from his cheeks.

"I-i don't think I have any faith right now."

You gave him a watery smile, a genuine one that reminded him of the moment he met you, all those years ago. The moment he fell for you.

"That's okay Leo. I have enough for the both of us."

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Let's see which of the turtles you love more!

Comment Below!

💙~Leo

❤~Raph

🧡~ Mikey

💜~ Don

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So guys let's see what you prefer...

1. A continuation of Run Series to make a part 3 including revenge on Bishop

2. A Meeting Raph part 2

3. A Meeting Mikey part 2

You will have to be a little patient with me because I am still balancing a lot but let me know

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TMNT New Years Resolutions

Leo: "I am going to be stronger, faster, and an overall better ninja. There is always room for improvement and I won't stop until I reach perfection."

Raph: "I ain't gonna pretend to say I'm not gonna be as angry. But I'm gonna try to keep it in control to only bash bad guys heads in.....and maybe Mike if he gets on ma nerves."

Donnie: "I am going to make the most technically advanced weaponry to help my brothers take down my enemies. Time to let my genius shine!"

Mikey: "My new years resolution is to eat more pizza and beat my high score in video games and play more pranks on my brothers and make more friends!"

Splinter: "mine is to reach limitless patience.....God knows I will need it."

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Meeting Mikey

Note: Sorry it took so long guys, I hope you like it! Might be a bit dark but there is some humor.

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Michaelangelo Hamato, goofball, best friend, adorable little brother, and the pranking king.

Not tonight.

Tonight, he couldn't afford to be carefree, couldn't allow his imagination get the best of him. He couldn't rely everything on his wits and expect to walk out alive.

Tonight, michaelangelo was gone.

It was time....

....for TURTLE TITAN!

Crouching on the building's edge, Michaelangelo- er, Turtle Titan gazed at the streets below.

He sneered. The city was sick, sick with a plague of hate, of violence, of a darkness that threatened to snuff out the light every day.

There were children playing in the park, just as there were gang lords having drug wars.

There were men and women who simply wanted to follow their dreams as a singer, writer, dancer, artist; just as there were secret corupt organizations claiming to be saving the world through torturing and murdering innocent mutants.

Turtle Titan saw it all, and did his part to keep his city safe.

To keep the light

Turtle Titan was a hero, but it was Michaelangelo who lived by the knight's code.

To protect those who couldn't protect themselves....

Mikey didn't feel like much a hero though, especially after what happened to Splinter a few days back.

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They were rushing across the rooftops, chasing after Bishop's men. The jerk had somehow tracked the turtles back to their liar, and had ordered a strike. The turtles however, were out on their patrol during the attack. Bishop, in a fit of rage at missing his targets, had taken Splinter hostage. It wasn't until they had returned, hours later, to a broken home with a missing father. Donnie had checked the security feed throughout the sewers and had hacked the cameras of nearby shops to pin-point exactly what happened. He had found the license plate of the van used to kidnap Splinter.

From there, they realized the van was left in Foot territory.

It suddenly became clear that Bishop and the Foot Clan were working together, and that if the brothers did not get there soon, it would be too late.

"Come on! We need to get to Dad ASAP! Don, how is your software coming along?!" Leo barked out, leader mode in full swing.

"It's at ninety-six percent efficiency and is hacking into the foot head-quarters as we speak. It will also deactivate the EPF's main artelliry and leave them weaponless." Don responded, not looking back over his shoulder.

"Let's go get dad back." Raph growled, pushing past all of them in a speed unexpected of someone his size.

Mikey's heart was pounding hard. His feet were slapping against the pavement, jumping from rooftop to rooftop. He had been sprinting for twenty minutes.

He didn't blink. He could barely breathe.

All the could picture was his poor father, at hands of Shredder and all the ways the jerk could possibly harm their agile dad.

Please don't be to late.....I'm coming sensei....

The foot headquarters came into view.

Mikey's world when black at the edges. He felt this dark and twisted need, a bloodthirsty urge to get to Shredder and just-

Mikey slammed his feet to the ground, skidding to a halt.

He was shaking, eyes wide in horror of what he wanted to do.

He wanted to kill Shredder. He wanted to actively take away a life and Not. Look. Back.

He almost lost himself in the darkness and he knew, the moment he stepped into that building, he would change forever.

His brothers stopped, several meters ahead of him, calling his name.

Rushing in there with no backup wouldn't be easy, even if Leo had devised a plan.

Not even a mile away was the mutanimals' secret hide out, close enough to keep an eye on the foot and the purple dragons but hidden in plain sight.

Decision made, Mikey turned on his heal and called out behind his back.

"Go get dad! I'll bring some help."

He ran as fast as he could, jumping over roofs and sliding down poles to get to ground level.

He pounded on the large silver door, calling out to leatherhead in a shaking voice.

The door slid to the side slightly and the giant-reptiles golden eye appeared. Once he realized it was Michaelangelo who was in need of assistance he pulled him roughly inside.

"Mikey, my friend, what is wrong?" Leatherhead growled softly.

"It's Bishop! His goons got Master Splinter! And they are working with the foot!"

"Then what are we standing around for? Let's blow this popsicle stand!" Hob blowed.

Slash nodded in agreement as the mutanimals took off towards the foot headquarters.

Mikey felt something tingle on the back of his neck and he knew something was off.

It was his connection with his brothers, their aura's almost entwined during a fight and he had only one thought.

Donatello

The world seemed to slow as Mikey burst past the others and towards the Foot Head Quarters.

FASTER MIKEY FASTER!

Five feet until the ledge.

"Mikey wait!" Leatherhead called out.

Three feet.

"It's too far kid!" Hob warned.

One foot.

"You won't make it." Slash roared.

He jumped.

The windrushed past him, full in his ears. In that moment mikey felt all his emotions boil up into the one single focus. He felt the joy of playing video games with Donatello, the happiness at pulling another prank on Raph, the comfort of his father's calm aura and the pride at seeing his eldest lead them towards another adventure.

He felt nothing but love.

The glass shattered.

The attack was unexpected as Mikey flung his nunchucks at the ninja. His chuck had hit temples, making several ninja's crumble to the floor.

Mikey had hit pulse points and had torn legiments, causing the other ninjas to cry out in pain.

Taking a step back, Mikey surveyed the chaos.

Leo and Raph were off to the left. Leo was holding an unconscious sensei in his arms while Raph had defended the pair.

To the right, Hob and Slash were defending an injuried Donatello. Mikey winced at seeing his brothers bent arm. He knew the elbow wasn't supposed to twist that way.

Finally he saw Leatherhead ripping into Bishops men, not holding back in the slightest.

That's when he saw her.

A girl, maybe about nineteen, with (y/h/c) hair bloodly and matted against your temples. Your (e/c) eyes were wide was fear as Shredder held his gauntlet to your throat.

"ENOUGH!" Shredder's voice boomed and the fighting ceased.

"Hand over Hamato Yoshi and I will spare her life!"

You had tears in your eyes but you held your head high. In the loudest voice you could muster, you cried out.

"Don't do it! He'll kill me anyway!"

A sharp flick of the Shredder's wrist and you had winced in pain, a deep wound across your right cheek.

Your eyes met the orange banded turtle, (e/c) against blue.

He sprinted towards you, not thinking twice.

The world around you two became a blur as Mikey rushed forward, his chucks in hands and he aimed the weapon right in Shredder's face.

Crying out in surprise at the bold attack, Mikey took the opportunity to sweep you up in his arms and throw several smoke bombs, giving his friends and family the chance to escape.

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A soft hand on Mikey's shoulder had the turtle nearly jumping out of his shell.

He turned around and found you there, giving him a soft smile.

His eyes were downcast and his breath was shaking. You knew Splinter- the rat you had learned raised the turtles practically from their 'birth' as mutants- was still unconscious. You knew Donatello, the sassy and technical genius had been in much pain from the fight and that Mikey blamed both of their pain on himself.

His fear that night that he confided in you, made him believe he was worthless.

You took his face in your hands and placed his forehead against yours.

He knew your name. He knew you grew up in a large, close-nit family. He knew of your parents divorce, the impact it had on your mental health, and that you moved to New York to pursue your dream of writing.

You knew his favorite food, color and video games. You knew his fake smiles from his real ones, you knew his joyful nature hid an array of darkness that threatened to snuff out his life.

He knew your eyes sparkled when you talked about something you were passionate about. He knew you were a huge fan of Harry Potter and Disney for the eternal magic they provide. He knew, deep down, you longed for a life of romance and adventure.

You knew each other for three days and yet, you knew each other better then you knew yourselves.

And in this quiet moment, on this rooftop, it was you and him against the world.

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Celebrate!!!

With 100 followers, I want to take some requests! I will probably choose about 5 to do so send them in through the ask box!

I can do headcanons, prompts, I can even do mashups!

Categories:

Marvel,

TMNT,

DC,

Harry Potter,

Uncharted,

Assasin's Creed,

Disney

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TMNT Headcanons:

Valentines day

Leo 💙

You better believe he's organized everything

Your favorite flowers? Check. Your favorite chocolates? Check.

That stunning blue dress with matching Tux he's got hidden away in his closet? Check.

He wants to make this day special. It's your first valentines day as a couple.

So naturally, he's recreating your first date.

He sets up the rooftop in goregous fairy lights, and he waits with a bouquet for you to return.

When you get back to your apartment, you are slightly disheartened not to see him there.

Then you notice the dress on your bed, long and lavishing, with a note from your hero himself, telling you to head to the roof.

Smiling you change.

He can't take his eyes off of you the whole night as you dance the night away.

He seals the deal with a gentle kiss.

Raph ❤:

Big Red is freaking out.

He's so nervous.

He knows you love him for him, but he has never been good with the mushy stuff.

So as Valentine's day approaches he's nervous as shell.

"What am I gonna do?!" "Should I get her flowers? Should I get her a present?" "People do that one valentines day right?!"

At 3 am on Feb 13th, an idea strikes.

There's no stopping Raph now.

He knows his bros are going to be busy with their S/O on Valentines day so it's a matter of getting Master Splinter to leave so he can have the place to himself.

Of course, he has to agree to have ten hours of extra training a week for the next month to do it, but it works out anyway.

He calls April and tells her of his plan.

You walk into the lair, wearing a tight, off the shoulder red dress that hugs your curves. You are a little self conscious but you know Raph loves it when you show off for him.

You gasp as your eyes meet your boyfriend, dressed in a red dress shirt and black pants that make his eyes sparkle.

The liar is decorated with pink, red and white streamers, balloons and banners.

You approach your big boyfriend and give him a gentle kiss.

"What is the meaning of all this?" You ask, smiling.

"You tell me," he responds as he pulls the little black box from behind his back.

Donnie 💜:

Ah yes it was Valentine's day and Donnie was completely calm.

He had everything prepared for this amazing day and had tons of surprises in store.

He knew that growing up, you wanted to be an Archaeologist. He used that to his advantage.

It was Valentine's day and as you got home from work, you found an envelope taped to your mirror in the bathroom.

Curious, you opened it, and found a map with a little note from your favorite genius.

"Happy Valentine's Day Love! Follow the map for a surprise that will surely sweep you off your feet." -Don

Smiling you followed the different points.

The empire state building? You found a beautiful necklace he made for you.

Your favorite restaurant? He ordered take out for the both of you.

The liar? Surrounded by your favorite flowers.

You finally get to central park, tired but exhilarated as you see Donnie waiting for you.

He was in a brown suit and was maskless, hidden in a secret location that only the two of you knew about.

On the ground was blankets and the distance was far enough away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and the light was dimmed enough that the both of you could eat and talk under the stars.

Mikey 🧡:

VALENTINE'S DAY! One of Mikey's fave holidays ever.

He always wanted to celebrate with a special someone and now, he has you.

Of course being the only turtle who actively enjoys Rom-Coms he has a ton of ideas

But one that takes the cake is a homemade, romantic dinner.

He pesters, bothers and pleads his brothers until they all agree to leaving the lair for the night.

He sets it up so Master Splinter is hanging out with Usagi and Leo, Don is out with April, and Casey and Raph are having a guys night.

He did not tell Raph that he jokingly put roses on Casey's window still with Raph's name on it.

He did however, tell you that story and had you both laughing for a long time.

The night was perfect. You had come down to the lair in that orange shirt Mikey loved so much, with matching heels and a dark brown pencil skirt. Your hair was curled and Mikey couldn't keep his hands off it.

His eyes traveled all over your face, taking in how beautiful you are.

He had home made your favorite meal and dessert, hoping to make you happy and talk the night away.

As he kissed you, you knew you were in paradise.