#tmnt snake leonardo

[forgetful-nerd]

1987 Leonardo after seeing 2012 Karai transform into her mutant snake form:

At least the mutant snake would be on his side of the fight.

[obsessedwrhys]

Hello, could you create a headcanon for ROTTMNT where Leo and Donnie, separately, fall in love with a female reader who can transform into a giant white snake

DISASTER TWINS X SNAKE!READER

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ fluff, no angst, bunch of goofiness, fem reader!!

LEO

When he met you, he thought you were just a simple human April had introduced to him and his brothers.

So when you suddenly transformed into a giant white snake to help the brothers fight against the foot clan, it threw him off guard.

UH YOU'RE A YOKAI?!?!?!?

He was completely drawn towards your snake form. The head was adorned with intricate patterns and your eyes glistened like twin emeralds. He could feel himself being lured into a hypnosis everytime he stares into them.

Of course that doesn't mean he likes your human form any less.

Once he finally got to know you properly, he couldn't help but fall for you HARD.

You were naturally quiet but the moment you talk to someone you were comfortable with or trusted very much, you would just beam with this beautiful glow as you talked about your favourite topic.

That's what Leo finds so fascinating about you.

After learning some of your interests or hobbies, he would always purposely ask you about a certain thing related to it just to see that joy on you. Your smile was infectious that he would sometimes fail to notice himself smiling while listening to you talk.

He also realised you would hiss whenever you were frustrated or felt threatened, you say that it's a hard habit to let go even when you were in your human form. It was just your instincts.

He doesn't mind much about it but he can't help but find it adorable when you'd hiss at someone just because they wanted one piece of the potato chips you were enjoying.

Since you curl up everytime you sleep, you'd constantly be found sleeping on one of the sofas curled up like a snake would. Leo once stumbled upon you in that state and was concern on whether or not if your back hurts sleeping like that for such a long time.

That's why the next time you went to your usual spot to nap, you'd find it filled with blankets and pillows for you to snuggle with. You didn't know who it was but seeing the familiarity of the pillows, you knew immediately it was Leo.

All these little moments shared between you both, Leo would storm up ideas of the right way to confess his feelings to you.

This was a once in a lifetime opportunity that he wouldn't dare miss!!

That is why he decided to ask you out to Run of the Mill Pizza. The first reason being that he'll feel most confident if he has his buddy Hueso there to provide some support and the second reason being him wanting to treat you to some good pizza.

The night went on just fine, you were laughing and enjoying yourself. After dinner was over, he had insisted to take you to a good spot to enjoy the city view. To your surprise the rooftop of the building was decorated with flowers.

As you examined the flowers clearly planted by the owner of the place, you failed to notice Leo who had a bouquet in his hand. It was when you turn around that you finally see it, the roses being the same shade as the blush on his face.

"Oh Leo... you didn't have to"

"Well it's worth it if I get to see that killer smile of yours. Besides, I know I'm probably not the most romantic guy, but I'd like to try" He said and you raise an eyebrow at him, a bit taken back.

"What are you trying to say here?"

"I guess what I'm trying to say is that you've captured the heart of a charming, witty, and incredibly handsome man like myself. Is it too much to ask for yours?"

He'd look at you with a smirk to try to cover up his anxiousness, you couldn't help but laugh as you accept his confession. You can imagine how overjoyed he was when he picked you up and swung you around in his arms.

Which is why you'll have to get use to his terrible dad jokes about your snake abilities. It comes with the love.

"Hey hey (Y/N), what do you call a snake that can't make up its mind?"

"I don’t know, what is it?"

"A hesssssitate!"

Insert him laughing to himself as he slaps his knee.

He's a flirty boy. Not to mention very cheesy at it, he chose to nickname you 'Sapphire' because of your eyes. Just imagine him going around being "Oh my Sapphire" or "My sweet Sapphire" whenever he's talking to you. It drives his brothers insane.

Nonetheless, he thinks that you are the most venomfully gorgeous girl he has ever seen. His words, not mine.

DONNIE

When April had introduced you to the group, he was fascinated with your whitish hair. He was curious whether or not if it was genetics.

The second you had transformed into a giant white snake to save the brothers out of a messy fight. He was completely blown away.

Your scales shimmered like a thousand tiny diamonds and your movements were both fluid and swift. Watching you fight was mesmerising like a scene out of a fantasy movie.

Naturally, after the fight was over and that you've all returned to the lair. He was the first to ask you about your snake form, just imagine the gleam in his eyes as he scribbles down all the information you provided him with.

Just when he thought he has studied everything Yokai, the world ceases to surprise him.

He'd definitely be very analytical once he has your consent to study your snake abilities. But soon his simple idea of coming up with a hypothesis would turn into him getting to know you better.

Despite being cold-blooded, you were the most kindest person he has ever met. You were the type of person to stop whatever it is that you were doing just to help an injured bird. It was a trait he liked about you.

Now back to the hair, when you had finally told him it was genetics due to your snake form, he was amazed by it. It just looked so good on you you know. That's why whenever you're talking to him, you'd always catch his eyes trailing up to your hair to admire the way it moves and looks.

Seeing how you were unbelievably captivating like a myth, he found himself falling deeply in love with you.

Using any excuses he could to spend time with you. His brothers could sense his eagerness to be around you so obviously they would sometimes tease him about his little crush on you, that is surprisingly something you still had no idea about.

You would offer to be in your snake form for him to examine every detail about it. He had to admit, he was afraid to approach you the first time but after some getting use to, he felt more comfortable to touch the scales on your body. It was hard as expected but your belly? It was EXTREMELY SOFT!! You once giggled from how ticklish it felt and he couldn't help but swoon.

Which brings the reason why he is so devoted to make you laugh. It's like music to his ears!!

That's why every now and then you guys would exchange funny memes and videos you'd find online. He prefers to do it in person so he could see your reaction. The way your expression changes as your lips start to curve upwards is what satisfies him the most.

SO WORTH IT!!! He'd always tell himself.

After what seemed to be days, he finally convinced himself to confess his feelings towards you. The problem however is that he struggles with his words, which is ironic considering he's the smartest out of his brothers.

That's why he came up with an idea. He IS smart.

It was a normal day, you were in your apartment simply scrolling through your laptop until a virtual mail with a heart shaped wax seal popped up from the corner of the screen.

At first you were afraid it was a stupid virus you accidentally installed until you see the words 'From Donnie' displayed next to it. Feeling assured, you clicked on it.

Thats when your screen was covered by confetti, you chuckled as you see hearts also floating around the opened mail. You then began to read what was written.

"Hey (Y/N), do you know how sometimes you see a picture of a fluffy kitten, and your heart just melts? Or how you hum along to a song even though you have no idea what the words mean? That's kind of how I feel around you. Just… happy. Feeling of belong... to put it short, I guess what I'm trying to say is, I'm kind of falling for you. But no pressure of course!! No expectations!! Just wanted to get that off my chest!! But it wouldn't hurt to ask if you felt the same. Do you feel the same??"

Your heart practically melt by his confession and right below contained two boxes. One writes 'Yes' and the other 'No'.

After a quick minute of consideration and freaking out, you pressed yes. You laugh when a white snake began to slither out and blow you a kiss.

At the other side of the city, the moment Donnie received the answer back from his computer, he almost fell out of his seat from pure shock. YOU SAID YESS?? YOU DIDN'T MISS CLICK RIGHT???

Once the relationship became official, he'd definitely be more affectionate towards you, but he gets easily flustered when it's you who initiate it.

So get use to being showered with gifts because this man expresses his love better with his actions 😚

To put it simply, he worships you and gives you the appreciation you long deserve, from head to toe 'til the end of time.

[side-shuffling-hyperfixations]

If you’re still doing the ask box prompt things, maybe one with a snake? Any of them

“What’s the big idea, you knucklehead?!” Real anger in Raphael’s voice was a rarity. Dry sarcasm, a wit so snappy it could be considered rude, sure, but full-on anger? He didn’t care to indulge, much less direct it so fiercely at one of his pals, much less Michelangelo. He floundered under Raphael’s glare.

“I-It was supposed to help him get over it!” he pleaded, wringing his hands around the incriminating rubber snake. Not long ago (too soon) it had been hidden under Leonardo’s blankets, until his yelp of horror alerted the others. “The other day Donatello was going on about this brain trick called exposure therapy; he said it could be good for him!”

Eyes bulging incredulously, Raphael flung his hands at Leonardo crouched against the wall, pale face buried behind shaking hands. “Does this look like it’s all part of a balanced brain breakfast?!”

“And for the record, exposure therapy is supposed to be done in a controlled environment, when Leonardo was ready to try it!” Donatello scolded before softening his voice again as he rubbed consoling circles into Leonardo’s shaking shell. “It’s okay, you’re okay. It wasn’t real, it’s not going to hurt you.”

The snake may not be real but the fear—Leonardo could barely make out Donatello’s reassurances over the panicked pounding of his heart against his plastron and the strained breaths muffled by clammy palms. Too fast, too tight—like a snake coiled to strike, snap at him or strangle him where he thought he was safe.

“I’m sorry,” Michelangelo whispered, shrinking into himself as Leonardo choked on a haggard gasp. “I’m really, really sorry, bud. I didn’t think…”

“You sure didn’t,” Raphael spat, jabbing a thumb toward the nearest garbage can. “Get rid of that thing already, would you? And you oughta have a better idea to help him get over this by the time you get back.”

[mubbletelescope]

needed to just draw some special guys :3 i love my babygirls

[tmnt-2012-vengeance-is-mine-au]

TMNT VIM Au Gif

They … are alive ?

They are alive …

[hitwiththefandomz]

Snaky bois what is ur reaction?

(raph was a fail I need redraw him)

Love when people make cool alt animal or species AU’s!

[meocartdis]

The snake accepts

Old drawing and old headcanon that Leo is a fan of snakes and thinks they’re cool. I’ll still take this headcanon but it’s a silly one XD

[1tsuzukiagami7]

Leonardo dart frog and Raphael snake

[sewerspider]

(Mutant Mayhem) TMNT x HUNGER GAMES AU: CHAPTER ONE

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Welcome to the first chapter of my TMNT x Hunger Games Au!! I don't have an official name yet but I will work on it! I'm so happy the first chapter is finally done, I've worked so hard on it! Please don't repost my work without my permission! Tags are below and I hope you enjoy <33 Thank you so much for reading!!

TAGS: Death, Depression, PTSD

WORD COUNT: 2409

CHAPTER ONE: Leo's POV

It was cold and damp as it rained. Heavy stomps from the military coming home from work were heard in the distance. The smell of gas and fumes filled the air, as usual. I quickly ran into my family’s cabin and locked the door behind me as it creaked. I walked into the dining room to find my brother, Donatello working on one of his gadgets at the table. I tossed my bag onto the table as I plopped into a chair beside him. He grabbed the bag and opened it. 

“Really Leo? You could only sell 5? I made 15 of these stupid t-phones yesterday. This is only enough for a single meal.” Donatello sighed as he slipped the money into his pocket. 

“It’s not my fault Tuesdays are always slow. Besides, can you even be talking? How many have you made today?” Donnie stayed silent. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.” I scoffed. 

“It’s not my fault the price of microchips are going up. I’ve had to sacrifice breakfast for the last two weeks in order to afford them”. He put down the unfinished t-phone that he was working on. 

“Whatever, where is everyone else?” 

“Mikey upstairs in the greenhouse, Raph is still at work, and Splinter is upstairs. I think he’s been meditating again. I can sometimes hear him talk to himself about keeping us safe. It’s about to be that time of year again.” Was it already? I must’ve lost track of time. It hasn’t felt like a year since the last games. Maybe it was because district 13 was so close to winning. 

There were sounds of keys rattling as Raphael walked in. His mask that was supposed to be a bright red mine as well had been an oxblood with how much smoke was on it. 

“God today was rough” He muffled as he untied his mask and started to walk to the sink to wash it. 

“What happened?” I asked, taking his coat from him. 

“‘Nother human inhaled the fumes today. He turned into a mutant, completely freaked out, and caused major damage to the machines. We’re lucky he didn’t blow the entire place up. 

“The human population here is just getting lower and lower.” Everyone turned to see Master Splinter walking down the stairs. “At this rate, there won’t be any humans left.” Splinter added as he grabbed his cane that was leaning against the end of the staircase. He wasn’t exaggerating. The mutagen fumes have been causing everyone to become a mutant. There’s still quite a bit of humans left at my school though. One of them being my childhood best friend, April O’neil. 

“Ugh I’m starving. Do we have anything to eat around here?” Raph sneered. Splinter walked over to the kitchen and opened the cabinets.

“Looks like we have either bread and jam or… jam and bread!” Splinter announced as we all stared at the practically empty cabinets, filled with nothing but ⅔’s of a loaf of bread and a half empty jar of jam. “Seriously? We couldn’t afford anything else?” Raph turned to look at me and Donnie but we just stared at our feet. Raph mumbled something under his breath while putting back on his bandana and stomped upstairs. We used to afford more than this, however things have been harder to sell lately. No one has been able to afford much of anything since the Capital raised the prices of food. Especially eggs, no one buys those anymore. Apparently the Capital needed more money for their “tech” for their “research”. 

At the same time, you can’t trust what anyone says down here. In district thirteen, we have to live off scraps of gossip that have been passed down through the districts. One time when we were ten, Mikey thought that our district was going to be bombed due to some rebellion in one of the other districts. Stupid I know. When 

Splinter asked where he got this information from and he said he heard it from a friend of a friend of a friend. We later found out the rumor came from an old lady who was traumatized from the war. I feel bad for her to this day. She’s not the only one who was affected. Dad wakes up to nightmares all the time. The four of us have gotten used to it by now, putting dad back to sleep after a bad dream. There have been worse nights than others, nowadays they're pretty tame. 

I remember one night in particular. It was somber and murky, it had snowed all day and night. It was so late at night that even the bugs in the soil were asleep. That’s when me and Mikey awoke to a blood curdling scream from Splinter, followed by a  shattering sound. We ran to Splinter’s room to find him destroying his belongings in his sleep. “Stay back! Leave me alone!” Splinter warned. He threw pillows and launched items around the room like his life depended on it. I ran over to wake him, to snap him out of it. Mikey looked over to the ground. The homemade vase he had made for him was shattered on the bedroom floor. Dust from the clay covered the pieces like the snow covered the ground outside. He picked up the pieces and held his teddy bear while he cried. 

“It’s okay, I can fix it…” Mikey sniffed as he was holding back his tears, picking up any of the pieces that could be scavenged. Luckily, I was able to wake Master Splinter up within a minute or two and laid him back down. He wept as I put him back to sleep, apologizing to us saying that he couldn’t help it, and that he didn’t mean anything he did. We slept with him the rest of the night with no interruptions. Raph and Donnie hadn’t realized what went down that night, or maybe they did, no one ever mentions dad’s breakouts. 

I left Raph alone for a little while before going upstairs to the greenhouse. I climbed up the stairs and the ladder to the attic. I peek through the entrance hatch to see Raph spraying some plants with some special serum. I hop over to him. 

“Hey Raph.” I approach him, watching him spray all sorts of plants. There are enough vegetables and herbs to feed a handle full of larger families, but they need a little more time. Most of them are a sickish green that reminds me of a caterpillar. The kind that appears during the summer that Mikey always takes outside for Raph. He’s never been a fan of insects. 

“What up?” He coldly replies. Definitely still mad. 

“Listen, I’m sorry I haven’t been able to make a lot of money lately. Me and Donnie really are trying. Nobody can afford to buy them but we can’t afford to lower the price. It’s been hard on all of us.” I feel like there isn’t a way to say it without sounding like I’m just rambling excuses. 

Raph exhaled, “Nah I’m sorry, it’s not your guy’s faults. Things have just been really stressful. Especially with the reaping being so soon.”

“It’ll be okay. What are the odds any of us get picked? I mean a one in 10,000 chance is so small. We have nothing to worry about!” I smile reassuringly at him. 

“Yeah… Nothing…” Raph gulped. My smile quickly fades. What was that about? Raph quickly tenses and tries to avoid eye contact anywhere but the plants. 

“What are you hiding?” I interrogated, I start to look around the room for anything that he could possibly hide. 

“You’re wasting your time! You’re not gonna find anything.” He stammered as he grabbed me, trying to stop me from looking . I could see the sweat dripping from his face. I fight him off as I continue to crouch and look underneath the tables of plants. It didn’t take long for me to find a few boxes with district 13 on the front of them. They were covered in clothes and hidden by the rest of the mess beside it. 

“Raph, you didn’t…” I say firmly. 

“Don’t open those!” He snapped as he jumped for them. I rip him off of the boxes, and he pulls me over with him. We kick and break into a complete catfight as Mikey and Donnie run in. They pull us away from one another and I break Donnie off of me to bend down to reveal the boxes. They’re full of food, clothes, herbs, medicine and other supplies. I look up at Raph. 

“What the hell man?” Mikey whined, tossing Raph to face him. Raph looks down in guilt. 

“Really Raph? Tesserae? How many years worth of food are these?” Tesserae is where eligible tributes get a year worth of supplies per name of theirs they add to the reaping raffle. Raph had a really close friend who took advantage of tesseraes. They were always by each other's sides, never apart, always together. They had matching bracelets that he still wears to this day. He would always talk about Lisa whenever he got the chance. Mikey and I would always joke about how he fell for a “salamander hottie”. Raph would just punch us in the arm and storm away. Her name was Mona Lisa, her family was always struggling. 

Her father was taken from her by the Foot Clan because of his escape attempt. He was tired of his family starving and tired of working his ass off in the powerplants. He ran away late at night to see if there was a way out, Mona noticed and secretly followed him. Around each district, there are tall and thick walls that keep all of the districts separated and “secure”. When he reached the wall outside of town, he attempted to climb it. It was a 100 ft wall, but he was determined to get out. Her dad wasn’t even half way before getting caught. The Foot tossed him in a truck and he was never seen again. All Mona could do was stare in terror, or at least, that’s what she would always tell Raph. 

She would mourn for months in Raph’s arms, weeping that she could have done more, or at least tried to stop her dad’s kidnapping. Raph just held her and listened, he was always good at that. With her father out of the picture, her usual stay-at home mom struggled to feed herself and her four other kids. Mona knew this and started to use tersseraes. Year after year she was never called and started to push her luck. Every year she would put her name in 8 times, she did this for 4 straight years. Last year, her luck came to an end and she was chosen to be in the hunger games. 

The hunger games were started by Shredder, our president. He claims it as a form of punishment for all of the Foot Clan’s lives that were taken during the war. The Foot is his army of warriors, trained to protect and follow orders at all costs. Every year, two kids from each district ages 12-18 are chosen to be put against each other in an arena. One boy and one girl per district, the last one standing wins. Mona was chosen last year. 

Raph and Mona ran to one another crying, saying that everything was going to be okay and that she was going to survive. She could only hug him and give him a kiss on the cheek before the Foot was ready for her. The foot struggled to release Raphael’s grasp on Mona. It took two whole soldiers to pull him off of her. He bawled for hours, days even at a time. 

When the games began, Mona thrived. She had always been extremely intelligent. She was smarter than most adults we knew. She used it to her intelligence to create booby-traps for players to be caught in. Once they were caught, she left them there for someone else to kill. Never once did she cause a canon to go off. Her strategy worked too well, and she made it into the final two. However, the game makers wanted to make the games more interesting. 

They put Mona and the other contestant in a battle ring, where they fought until there was only one of them standing. Unfortunately, the one standing was not Lisa. She was smart most definitely, but physical strength was never her strong point. It didn’t have to be usually, she had Raph to help her. He was the brawn to her brain. The other contestant ended her life by striking her with a pocket knife, and just like that she was gone. 

I’ll never forget the look on everyone’s face when she collapsed, her body limb on the floor. As she took her last breath, the camera pointed at her while she took her bracelet off her wrist and showed it off to the camera. Her final goodbye to Raph, and an apology for not making it till the end. 

Raph went on a rampage, tossing and breaking anything he could find in the house. Full of anger, sorrow, and regret, he was always lying in bed, trying to process the loss of his best friend. It wasn’t until a few months ago he started to get better, so why would he do this? Even after everything that has happened? He would claim that he hated the tesserae system and what it did to her, so why? 

“I can’t believe this!” I shout, “Raphael, how many of these did you get?” He stays silent. I can’t contain my anger. I stand up and pin him against the wall. 

“ANSWER ME DAMMIT!” I snap in his face, he pushes me off of him and I fall to the floor. 

“I put in five names okay? Each of us gets a box for a year. I was going to give them to you after the games started. Are you happy?” Raph yells back. I just stare at him in disbelief. Mikey and Donnie stare at him too. Mikey is holding back tears while Donnie is holding his shoulder. I pull myself up from off the floor and head towards the door. 

Before I leave, I turn around and say, “Mona taught you nothing.” I slam the door on my way out.

[tmntphantom]

uhm. okay

yeah alright. thats cool

[enthblaze]

Ask:

Can Leo eat normal food?

I mean, in case of his snake mutation, he will have to eat other food to satisfy his snake hunger.

No?

yes he can eat normal food, he tended to steal things from markets before he was found by his family, but he did...tend to also eat rats...

[the-vagabond-angel]

Characters that are so soso me coded!!!

Tagged by: @pinkestpigglet and @nightcolorz

Armand (The Vampire Chronicles): do I really have to explain this, I can go into major heavy detail about how I am literally Armand, I MIGHT JUST MAKE A WHOLE POST ABOUT IT IF I FEEL SO INCLINED (I THINK I WILL)

Lestat de Lioncourt (The Vampire Chronicles): I’m a little bit of a slut I won’t even lie and I death sleep after every single inconvenience, I will see an emo man with the world’s most depressing demeanor and lose my shit and froth at the mouth and need to make him mine

Ghostface (Scream Franchise): I am just a silly fella who enjoys horror movies! Seriously I could talk for hours about slashers and all that, my boo boo bears my whittle itty bitty guys (they r grown men)

Snake (Powerpuff Girls): I have big ass gap in my two front teeth that make me hiss on my S’s (just like him!!!!) also he’s a little bit of a dumbass and so am I lmao

Mikey (TMNT 2003 and 2012): I AM SUCH A SILLY GUY I have ADHD and I’m funny and I’m always trying to give things goofy nicknames, I make everyone laugh!!!!!! He was most definitely my earliest “that’s so me” character if not my first (I was 7 when the 2012 show came out and had yet to be on the internet yet lmao)

Leo (TMNT 2018): BEFORE I WAS ARMAND, I was Leo and that’s because of tmnt Leo!!!! He’s so silly and charismatic but also secretly very afraid of failure and wants to do good!!!!! Twin!!!!!!

Taggiiiiing!!:

@you-get-me-closer-to-god

@shit-garbage

And whoever else wants to do this :P!!

[terrapin-might]

Guys my computer crashed so hard I almost cried

luckily it's fine (for now...) If this computer goes kaput I'm done for, so it's taking a little break. Just text post for a minute I guess

Anyway here's Casey having a no good terrible very bad day cause he's having visions he's (almost) helpless to stop (yippee!)

Will definitely be redrawing this, it was a random doodle but I can definitely make it good, I see the vision (heh get it?)

With my computer almost on the fritz these are traditional except for the Casey drawing I made it a week ago, feels good to draw traditionally again but not when I'm forced to (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)

ESPECIALLY WHEN MY CAMERA SUCKS ALL KINDS OF ASS Y'ALL I'M

I have to redo these digitally, they're already pretty good BUT YOU CAN'T FUCKING SEE THAT ARGH MY NEED FOR PERFECTION IS FROTHING AT MOUTH IN ANGUISH—

Anyhoo, The lovely @inkyrainstorms asked me to tag them when I made art of this little idea of mind so here you go! (Sorry the Leo ones are so blurry 🥲) If any of you wanna be tagged next time as well you can ask, I don't mind :)

And if you have any ideas on what I can name this au please tell me, remember it's inspired by Epic the musical and The prophet Cassandra so anything related to those are definitely welcome!

Also guys while looking at epic animatics for inspiration I found a rise animatic to horse and the infant! Can't believe this amazing person stole my idea 11 months before I thought about it :(/j

Their name is @/heishikeki here on Tumblr and heishi_keki on youtube where I found their awesome animatic, if you like rise and epic please give it a watch it's so good 🙏🏾

[delulu-julia]

Burned alive (Tmnt 2012 x burning alive/ slowly dying g/n reader)

I made it as romantic headcanon, but you can read as a platonic too, ig. G/n reader

You’ve been kidnapped by Shredder and left to die in a Kraang lab. As the turtles search the facility, a deafening alarm sounds—they’re out of time. Splitting up, they race through the endless corridors. With seconds left, one of them stumbles upon a sealed metal door glowing red. The thermometer reads 52°C and rising. Through the fogged glass, a small sad face appears— drawn from the inside. You’re trapped in a superheated chamber, slowly turning into an oven. There’s no time to call his brothers. No chance to run to another floor. The siren drowns out everything—even the T-phone. It’s just him. The door. The heat. And 45 seconds left.

The Kraang facility groaned with mechanical life— corridors snaked endlessly, lights flickered with sterile coldness, and the constant drone of machines echoed like a heartbeat through the metal walls. the clock was slowly ticking, second by second. They had 5 minutes before this place would explode. The turtles sprinted through it, breath ragged, eyes scanning every hallway, every shadow.

Three hours ago, Shredder’s blades were at your throat. Two hours ago, the Kraang took you— warped away in a portal before turtles could stop them.

Now—

Now they’re here, running through this nightmare, praying it’s not too late.

They stopped briefly, exchanging looks through their comms —Leonardo’s voice steady but tight

“Keep going. Don’t stop… where not leaving without them— ”

A siren blared suddenly, cutting through the silence like a scream. Red strobes flashed across the walls. A Kraang alarm— high-level containment breach. The kind they don’t set off unless something’s gone terribly wrong.

And then…

Hot. It started to get hotter there.

The Kraang’s had activated thermal isolation mode. Something had gone wrong. Now, with every passing second, they could feel the air heating up—thick and heavy. The metal walls radiated heat, and the corridors wouldn’t end. Red light bounced off their shells. The lab felt like it was screaming— everything around them pulsed, as if the building itself was telling them to get out. But none of them slowed down. It was getting hard to breathe. Sweat started to drip down their temples…

Leonardo stopped abruptly, pressing himself against the wall, eyes darting in search of even the slightest clue— but nothing. Just endless corridors, oppressive heat, and the siren’s roar pounding in their ears.

He exhaled sharply—and shouted

“We split up!”

And in that instant—silence in response. No words needed.

Raphael had already turned left, jaw clenched, sai gripped like he could tear the walls apart bare-handed. Donatello bolted right, scanning every inch, every heat source. Michelangelo vanished into the shadows of a vent shaft, all quiet —no jokes, no laughter.

Each one ran into their own personal hell.

────୨ৎ────

…Three minutes left. No sign of you.

The corridors felt like a maze. Doors led to nothing. Labs were empty or wrecked. Every second ticked by like a countdown to something they couldn’t see.

They had no time. Three minutes. That was the plan. Split up. Find you. Run. You are here somewhere. You have to be…

A heavy, thick metal door at the end of a hallway. Out of place, bulkier than the rest, sealed with heavy locks and heat vents lining the sides. A faint red glow spilled from the tiny glass window at eye-level.

The thermometer above it read 52°C.

He stepped closer, instincts clawing at his chest. It wasn’t just hot— it was suffocating. He pressed a hand to the door.

A faint sound. A tap. Then another. He squinted through the glass —fogged with condensation, red-lit from within.

From the inside, a slow, shaky finger dragged across the glass:

:(

A sad little face appeared. There’s no way to miss it. You are inside.

The temperature ticks upward.

53°C. 54°C.

Only forty -five seconds.

Only him.

And you, who he couldn’t save.

Headcanons (Tmnt 2012 x slowly dying reader)

Leonardo

He freezes for only a second— but that second feels like eternity. The sad face drawn on the inside of the window slices through him like a blade.

Then he moves. He shouts, voice cracking “Y/N!”

He yanks his katana free, slashing at the door’s hinges —even though he knows they’re reinforced, even though it’s stupid.

Sparks fly. Metal screeches. The blade glances off uselessly.

His hands burn just touching the edge of the door, but he doesn’t stop. He drops to one knee, searching the floor, the walls—anything that might be a release panel. He rips open a vent and digs through wires with trembling hands

The heat keeps climbing. He knows it’s hopeless.

It was the first time when he actually doesn’t know what to do. But he still looks through the window. Still breathes, whispering “I’m so sorry…” against the glass before backing away, shoulders stiff— ready to drag his brothers out if the place blows, leaving you there…

…But only after you are“officially” gone. When the 100 °C finally hits, he stands up, all silent and shaking, looks at you for the last time, before run away

What goes after:

After escaping the laboratory, already on the roofs, Leonardo stops suddenly and doesn’t move for a full minute, just silently looking at the city. The silence after the explosion isn’t relief— it’s a void. His hands are shaking. He doesn’t let the others see tho

He just stands there, replaying before his eyes everything that had just happened to him. Like if he blinks, you’ll disappear forever, even from him memory

When the team regroups, he doesn’t speak. He leads them out, but something’s different. His orders are sharp. Cold. Like the heat inside that room burned out the last of his hope.

He doesn’t cry. Not even alone.

Considers himself unworthy to lead for a long time.

He isolates from the team for days, only appearing when necessary.

The words “We’re not leaving without them” haunt him.

Cleans and maintains your personal things (your cup, your toy or your favourite comic) with ritual precision— almost reverent.

Also carries these same things in the dojo, right where he meditates, but he never actually meditates again. Just stares.

He actually scares to imagine, what was you thinking or doing the last minutes of your life. Because he knows that you were waiting for them.

He kneels at your room one night, and whispers “I’m sorry. I should’ve found you first.”

Raphael

He doesn’t think.

As soon as he sees the face, he charges the door like a bull. Full weight. Full rage.

BAM

Again.

BAM—

The door doesn’t move, but now his shoulder’s dislocated, and his hands are raw. He punches the glass until his knuckles split. Blood smears across the scalding surface.

“OPEN UP—” he screams, voice ragged. “YOU HEAR ME?! YOU’RE NOT DYIN’ IN THERE!”

He hurls one sai at the wall. The other goes into the seal of the door— he tries to pry it open, growling, snarling, like pure desperation could tear steel.

But he fails.

And when the thermometer ticks to 95°C, he slams his forehead to the metal and screams until his voice breaks.

What goes after:

Raph stays outside the lair the night after. Doesn’t say where he goes. When he comes back, he’s got blood on his knuckles and a Kraang blaster bent in half.

He doesn’t say your name. Ever. But when that night he walks past your room, he stops. Just for a second. Then he walks away faster.

Becomes reckless in fights afterward, like he’s trying to find someone to hurt for what happened.

Spars until he collapses. Every day.

Blames Shredder so much. Raph swore to himself that he’ll kill him.

Has nightmares. Screams your name in his sleep.

Won’t talk to anyone about it. But guards your room like a grave.

Donatello

He’s the only one who touches the control panel.

The second he sees the face, his body reacts— he drops to his knees in front of the security terminal and rips the cover off.

“Come on, come on, come on—”

His fingers blur across the wiring, rerouting heat locks, bypassing encryption, overloading current

He reboots the control system twice in the span of 15 seconds. Sparks fly. A wire fries against his wrist. He keeps going.

“Don’t give up, Y/n” he begs, voice cracking. “I’m right here, I’m—”

The screen flashes red: FAILURE. THERMAL LOCK ACTIVE.

He screams and slams his T-Phone to the wall. Picks it back up. Tries to call.

“LEO, I FOUND Y/N! THEY’RE, THEY’RE DYING, THEY—!”

He knows no one’s close enough.

He looks up. The heat climbs to 100°C.

And then the heat hits his skin. Even from outside, it’s unbearable. Inside… you must be in agony.

He backs away slowly, collapsing onto his hands, his face pressed to the floor —crying so hard it doesn’t sound like crying. It's good that the siren's wail drowns out these sounds

What goes after:

Refuses to work on anything except recreating the door’s lock until April begs him to stop.

Blames himself more than anyone, thinks if he couldn’t save you, no one could.

Eventually programs a hologram of you to run simulations with him— just so he can pretend.

Keeps any little clothes you left, like gloves, scarf or shawl. It’s always borrowed with him. Never washes them.

Replays your last messages to him constantly. Adds a tiny engraved :( on the wall by his workspace.

Michelangelo

He doesn’t move at first. He can’t.

The sad face on the glass just stares back at him. It’s you. You. In there. And he’s out here.

Then—

“Y/N!!”

He throws himself at the door, palms slamming against it over and over. He grabs the heat vent and yanks, trying to pull it off. Burns his hand. Doesn’t stop

He crouches, scrambles to find something —anything—to break the glass. A pipe. A crowbar. His nunchucks

He hits the window so hard it cracks the edge— but it’s double-reinforced. Still sealed.

And that heat— it’s melting the inside.

“No no no no NO—PLEASE DON’T DO THIS TO ME!—”

He falls forward, pressing his forehead to the glass, tears smearing on the foggy surface.

98 °C. You are gone.

What goes after:

At first, Mikey doesn’t say anything. Not one word. He just backs away from everyone, eyes wide like a child who just watched something break and can’t understand how.

Later, when the others try to talk to him, he says you’re just hiding “You guys know them. They’re pulling a prank. Just being extra “Y/N”

But the light in his voice is gone. He sleeps in your room the first night back. And the second. The whole first week.

He stops drawing for a while.

No jokes. No games. Just silence.

Refuses to say you’re gone. Tells himself you’ll show up.

Wears one of your little things around his neck like a necklace. Any medallion, ribbon, ring on a rope, any small decoration that you left

Leaves snacks in your room every night “…just in case”

Builds a plush version of you and hugs it when he can’t sleep… Or it can be your pillow. Or anything that can remind your smell and warmth

It’s took me so long but it worth it. I would be very happy with any support under this post! after this fic I will need a couple of days of rest, ahaha

[fluffytriceratops]

𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 - 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨 [𝐛𝐚𝐲𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞]

notes: leo reacting to y/n pulling him in for a kiss by his belt. ;) i'm doing this for all of them and it's in headcannon style because i'm in a rut and lazy. bayverse spefically for now, but let me know if you want this for other iterations as well. ^v^

click here to read donnie's ver.

click here to read mikey's ver.

click here to read raph's ver.

warnings: mature language, nsfw mentions/sexual themes.

tags: @thelaundrybitch @turtle-babe83 @leosgirl82 @rheawritesforfun @s-s-ironnie @post-apocalyptic-daydream @mysticboombox @drowninghell @lec743 @raphielover @tmntspidergirl @raphslovemuffin80 @squirrelfurs @bibiz82

(if you want to be tagged in my future tmnt related work, feel free to lemme know and i'll happily tag you~!)

i'm sending all the love and virtual hugs to you! love you guys!! ^w^

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- eyes would widen a fraction, and if you weren't paying attention you probably wouldn't notice.

- at the feeling of your hands on his belt, he would raise an eye ridge.

- his jaw would clench, and again, if you weren't watching him closely you wouldn't notice.

- hands would slide to your waist. grip would tighten a little at the feeling of your breath fanning his face.

- his cheeks would warm at the close proximity, his gaze would study you.

- so intense it made your skin prick in delight.

- he'd pull you closer at the feeling of your lips against his own.

- and once you'd both pull away he'd send you the most breathtaking smile. the type that literally takes your breath away and make your heart clench.

- leo would lean closer to you, so close you could feel his breath against your ear. "that was a very bold move, y/n.." he would murmur, his voice low, husky, and laced in a teasing tone.

- his voice alone would bring you pleasure, giving you goosebumps and causing a shiver to snake up your spine.

- your cheeks would dust in a soft rosey glow, but you'd force a smirk on your delicate lips.

- "exactly why i did it, leonardo." you'd all but purr. grabbing his bandana tails and twirling them around a finger with a coy smile that had his heart stuttering and thoughts to falter for a moment.

- leo loved hearing you say his name like that.

- he'd bite his lip subcontiously and study you with those intense blue eyes of his.

- "and what spurred on this bold move?"

- leaning closer to him, brushing your lips against his once more-

- "i was hoping you'd pull an even bolder one~"

- if you were in a secluded area, and especially if no one was around, he'd take you right then and there.

- if you were more in public, he'd find the most hidden place he could and mark every inch of you as his. ;)

- either way you're covered with love bites.

- leo wants you all to himself, and he'd be deliberate with his markings. putting them in places where they wouldn't be seen by the naked eye normally. that way, you two are the only ones aware of their existence.

- and when you guys were with company again, he'd brush his hand over the spots, despite not being able to see them, he'd know exactly where they were. he would apply a bit of pressure, to make it known to you, and only you, that he was very aware of this,

- leo likes to watch you squirm.

- and he makes you squirm as often as he can.

[strawberryvanillablast]

TMNT 1987: *seeing all the horrors due to the fear mushrooms*

2003 Leo: Okay, how do we snap them out of it? Donnie?

2003 and 2012 Donnie: Yeah, Leo?

2003 and 2012 Donnie:

2012 Donnie: We'll have to get a sample of what's causing them to act so scared.

2012 Leo: Well, we better hurry soon because they might hurt themselves.

2003 Raph: I'll get 'em. *reaches for 1987 Michelangelo*

1987 Michelangelo: *flinches away* N-No! I-I- *hallucinating 2003 Raph as an angry 1987 Raphael yelling at him about his mistakes* Dude, I swear I won't eat another pizza, so please don't leave me all alone!

2003 Mikey: Raph, don't! You're scaring him!

2003 Raph: What'd I do?!

2012 Mikey: *gently approaches 1987 Leonardo* Hey there. It's okay. I'm not here to hurt you. Come on. You need a big hug. *hugs 1987 Leonardo* There you go! Feeling better?

1987 Leonardo: *hallucinates 2012 Mikey as a huge snake that's taunting him about him being a bad leader while his team fails to Shredder* ...I'm sorry I'm a bad leader... *faints*

2012 Mikey: Oh no! I didn't make him faint on purpose!

2003 Donnie: But it would make them easier to transport to the lab...

2012 Raph: So, all we have to do is to knock them out?

2012 Leo: Let's try a different approach first. *slowly approaching 1987 Raphael* Listen. We're not here to hurt you, alright? We just want to make sure you're okay.

1987 Raphael: *hallucinates 2012 Leo as a mad 1987 Leonardo* Please! No! Don't kick me out of the team! I'm useful! I swear!

2012 Raph: *uncomfortable* Why are they saying this?

2003 Mikey: I dunno... *approaching 1987 Donatello carefully* Hey, little dude. It's me, Mikey! You remember me, right?

1987 Donatello: *hallucinating 2003 Mikey as a heavily injured 1987 Michelangelo* Michelangelo, you're injured. Because of me... I'm so sorry! All my smarts and brains got you injured!

2003 Leo: *carrying 1987 Michelangelo* Whatever they're seeing won't come to pass. We need to get them to the labs immediately.

2012 Leo: *carrying 1987 Raphael* We have to get their nightmares and hallucinations under control.

2012 Mikey: How, Leo?

2003 and 2012 Leonardo: Dream walking.