#tmnt x fem reader

[fun-k-board]

TMNT 2012 with a s/o on their period

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

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

Leonardo

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Raphael

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

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

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

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

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

Donatello

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

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

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

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

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

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

Michealangelo

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's not like he tells anybody anyway.

April O'Neil

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

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

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

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

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

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

Casey Jones

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[oozedninjas]

Can you write Raph with a breeding kink?

No, but Raph with a breeding kink would be fucking feral.

Warnings: 18+ / Explicit / NSFW / breeding kink/top! Raph / Raph and the reader are mid to late twenties / fem!reader / sub!reader / MDNI / Bayverse

Raph loves to tease you about how unashamed he's made you beg for cock. He loves it when your voice trembles as you plead for him to fill you up.

He can't stop thinking about how good your tight cunt gropes around his dick, and just how warm it feels after he's fucked his cum so deep in you that it has you drooling all over him.

The pulsations of your orgasm triggered his own for the— god knows how many times in a row.

God, he can't live without that little horny pussy starving for his seed.

You want some pretty babies? Hmm, he'll put them there.

He loves to overstimulate you till small droplets of salt roll from your pretty orbs.

Raph loves it when your eyes fall to the back of your head, and the tiny drunk-like smile your lips curve in after you his hot load spreads up to your womb.

His hands, big and veiny cup the curve of your back as it archs. Raph pulls you close to his plastron, strong arms holding you in place.

You're so fucking hot. So fucking his, today, tomorrow, forever.

[hotheadedhero]

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AN: I have so many stories to write but I had to do this. Blaming being sick, m'kay? Fever has got me bad and these meds got me loopy. Thinking we need some good, silly fun in our lives, right? Plus, now that I've watched Rise, I'm hungry for some big Raph appreciation. I know I ain't the only one

Part 2

All characters are aged up

Raphael x Reader

Warnings: near peril, easily smitten, possible errors due to fever (what kind of fever is up for deliberation🥴)

Cutting right to the chase. You like big dudes. That doesn't necessarily mean muscles, either. You just love you a big man - someone with a bit of something-something to them. More to love, you know? Given your track record with the greater world, it shouldn't be all that much of a mystery. Cats? Get yourself a tiger that you can cuddle into. Jumpers? Comfort central, baby. Beds? If you can't spread eagle then you see no point. The old-age saying does declare that the bigger the better, so who are you to disagree? How true that is may be up for debate but it’s merely as simple as understanding what your preferences are.

However, this makes dating a difficult ballpark to play in. No matter how tall, jacked, or voluptuous someone is, it never feels like enough. Human biology and genetics can only go so far in the conceivably possible sense. You just want to be absolutely engulfed when you get a hug. Is that such a crime? Apparently, it is. Unfortunately, you also seem to come across the worst jerks when you attempt to date within this set of criteria. One might argue it's your karmic justice for being so superficial and picky but a woman has needs. Not those kinds of needs, either. Get your head out of the gutter.

All hope seems lost and after yet again, another failed date, you decide to call it in for the evening and make your way home. A fresh failure and another wonderful outfit gone to waste. By no means is it anything flashy but you put a lot of work into it: pencil skirt, turtle neck sweater, and a nice pair of boots to compliment the look. The whole shebang! All of that effort for nothing. This is the last time you spend three hours doing your hair and makeup. Block after block, your feet grow heavier with every step. What you would give to come across a mountain-like man you can climb who is also a kindred spirit. Perhaps this dream guy will forever be that - a dream. Men like that don't just fall out of the sky.

"Look out!!"

The sudden shout almost scares you into tripping over and you look behind yourself, wishing you hadn’t. Two very large, very dangerous-looking figures entangled in battle, those of which are approaching your helpless little self. You quickly duck as the giants hurdle over you. One falls on its side whilst the other claws and skids against the ground, regaining its balance. It shakes its head and locks onto you, a guttural snarl rumbling past its jowls. Such a creature is surely from the stuff of nightmares. An indescribable nightmare whose sights are set on you. The smart option would be running away but it's as though your shoes have melted into the pavement. Pawing into the tarmac, the beastly thing growls and lunges for you. Great. This is how you die: torn limb from limb by a demon dog. Well, assuming your clothes join you, at least you’ll look like a total babe in the afterlife.

"Oh no ya’ don't," the other one yells from behind the predator, grabbing it by its tail. “Pretty ladies are not food!”

With a mighty tug, he pulls it back and swings it as far away from you as possible. You release a shaky breath, legs trembling beneath you. That was far too close for comfort. The fight isn’t quite over, however. Just as it approaches him, the green goliath swivels on his feet, full 180, and whacks the creature's jaw with a closed fist. His speed alone has you in awe but the force is astounding, practically earth-shattering. It completely knocks the air around you and pushes you onto your backside.

When the dust clears, the first thing you see is your saviour panting, his spiky shell(?) pointed towards you. Just past him in the distance, you notice three more figures in blue, purple, and orange taking a closer look at the unconscious tyrant. You swear one of them pokes at it with a stick. Witnessing strange beings such as this isn't entirely new. Anyone who's watched Chateau Pretenche knows about the celebrity chef turning into a grotesque pigman. To describe it in one word? Horrifying. It's just whether people choose to believe it genuinely happened or if these bizarre entities exist. Being up close and personally observing it now puts your scepticism in check.

As the humanoid turtle calms, he turns to face you, recapturing your attention. A red mask sits over his eyes and there’s a noticeable snaggle tooth poking past his upper lip. Typically, the prerogative is keeping out of sight but it’s much too late for that. He gradually advances towards you. You watch him warily and he keeps his movements slow for that very reason. It wouldn’t be a shock if you were to try and make an escape. He wouldn’t blame you. Currently, all he wants to do is make sure you weren’t hurt during that fiasco provided you don’t suddenly come out of your bewilderment and run off. You have good reason to but he just saved you. Either that or he’s as ravenous as that beast and wants you all to himself. The irrational conclusion remains as such - irrational - when he descends to one knee and outstretches a hand. There’s an irrefutable kindness in his eyes; a caring nature that can’t be replicated in the face of savage brutes.

"You okay?" he asks.

You continue to gawk without a word but, bit by bit, you reach out for his offer. Your fingers lightly trace the centre of his palm before comfortably trusting the proposal. His hand engulfs yours completely and Raph hopes to mercy that you don’t realise how sweaty he’s getting. He can feel his heart beating like crazy. He wonders how much of that is the adrenaline from the fight and how much of it is being in the presence of such a beautiful gal. As he helps you to your feet, he rises to his own. Someone of his stature shouldn’t be capable of being this delicate but he is. It has you running through a loop and you unintentionally stare at the remarkable behemoth.

Quite pathetically, you nod, unable to verbally respond to his question. How can you? You are effectively starstruck. Once you gloss over the turtle-y features, all you see is the sheer size of him as he towers over you. Height, width, the magnitude of those arms! All of it is glorious. You can hear the universe asking, “You want a big man, huh? How about one who isn’t human?” to which you answer, “Who gives a damn?”. If the only way a man can be this big is not to be human, so be it.

Amidst a whisper, your mouth moves on its own, "You're beautiful."

"What?"

"Huh?" Blinking out of your trance, you realise what you’ve said and giggle sheepishly, "I mean, you're be... ba... booming! Totally awesome with the whole- uh... saving thing." Nailed it. 

He blinks right back down at you. This is certainly a first. He can feel his face heating up and he withdraws his hand lest you endure the wrath of his bashfulness, opting to hold the back of his head. At this moment, he seems to look anywhere but you.

"Heh. Gee, thanks." His humility is adorable and you’re glad he doesn’t question your initial statement. He turns to you once more, regaining some composure. "You sure you're okay, though? That thing was pretty scary looking."

It’s clear that you haven’t sustained any physical injuries but even bearing witness to something so unsightly can have lasting effects on one's mind. His brows furrow gently in concern down at you and it occurs to you that there’s a soft heart under all of that shell and muscle. Bonus points. This makes you smile for the first time in front of him and Raphael is sure that the streetlights got brighter.

You laugh fondly, “Yeah, I’m okay. Thank you.” Twiddling your fingers, your lips purse up in his direction.  “Is there any way I can repay you?”

He places his hands on his hips and chuckles cutely, “Just doing my duty, ma’am.”

He may be indulging in his alter ego - the Red Angel of Preventing Harm - but it’s not every day he gets paid thanks when he saves someone. It’s also not every day he gets to save such a pretty woman, either. You, however, can’t just leave it at that. There must be some way in which you can properly thank him. Ulterior motives include getting to know this already loveable lug better but shh. It feels like the odds are finally turning in your favour and you won’t let this slip away from your grasp. That’s when it hits you.

Muttering under your breath, you erratically search through the confines of your little handbag. You are certain that you had one in here somewhere. In the spare pocket maybe? Ah! Found it. Fumbling to take the lid off of your pen, you hold out your hand, gesturing for his. He slowly complies, to which you jot down a series of digits on his palm accompanied by your name and a tiny 'x'. 

"Gimme a text sometime," is the last thing he hears before you disappear around a corner.

Oh? Oh. Ohhh. Wow. Getting your number is the last thing he expected. Did he get hit on the head during that scuffle or something? Was everything from the last few minutes a dream? He bores holes into the writing on his skin, scanning it over and over, scared that it’ll disappear if he so much as blinks. A dumb, wobbly smile not so gracefully decorates his lips as he trudges back to the turtle tank. He takes his seat but it’s obvious that he isn’t all there. Being so caught up in his rose-tinted bubble, he doesn’t register his brothers' voices. In an effort to gain his attention, Michelangelo jumps onto his shoulder, partly intrigued by what their leader is so absorbed by.

"Oh me gosh!” the young brother screams in shrill excitement, “Raph's in love!"

Careful not to smudge the neat ink, he’s quick to hide his hand against his chest. "That's crazy talk!”

Donatello sniffs the air and mockingly covers his nose. "The overwhelming manifestation of your nervous stink indicates otherwise, dear brother."

"I got a girl’s number!” he continues to defend, feeling his face go all kinds of red. “'Course, I'm nervous but that don’t mean I’m in love."

Lies and slander. It was practically love at first sight. He just doesn’t like the idea of his brothers knowing that. It’s easy pickings to be made fun of.

"Don't worry, Big Red. Lucky for you, you got a guy who knows all about the charm." Leonardo points both thumbs at himself as he falls back into his seat and props his legs up on the dashboard. "First, you just need to..."

The "helpful" advice drowns out as the large snapper opens and gazes at his palm again. He just can't comprehend how a gorgeous individual such as yourself could take one look at him and give him your number. It's puzzling but he supposes there’s a first for everything? That also doesn't mean he won't text you. The only thing getting in the way of that is fear. Raphael thinks he’d rather go toe-to-toe with that mutant dog again than have to face the risk of embarrassing himself. To anyone who knows him, it’s no surprise that he caves under pressure. No. He will do it! A chance like this is one in a million.

Oh boy. What could possibly go wrong?

[littlefanficprincess]

Below The Surface

Tmnt 2012 x (Fem) reader

2k

Synopsis: The turtles reunite with a childhood friend.

(A/n): The timeline is changed a bit, they are let out to the surface for the first time but before April was kidnapped.

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Moving to a new place is not something you can used to easily, especially a big city like New York. It wouldn't be surprising that parents would lose their child on the first day.

"Ow..." A small voice mumbles as a girl falls on her arms and legs, her shoes, socks and (skirt/shorts) were soaked by the sewer water.

The four years old had tripped into an uncovered manhole and fell in. Who would even leave open a manhole like that?

"You shouldn't have gone up there, what if master Splinter finds out?"

"It was only a peek, he won't know a thing"

"Wait, what was that noise?"

"It was coming from over there"

(Y/n) pushes herself off the ground, trying to shake the water out of her shoes. She squints her big (e/c) eyes when she sees four sillouettes heading her way. They were a bit shorter than her.

When they get close enough, the light escaping through the manhole illuminate their forms. Short humanoid green creatures black eyes, slight differences between them. They looked like they were straight out of an alien movie, but just with shells instead.

"What is that thing?" One with a bandaid on its cheek asks, disgust on its face."It looks like us, is that fur coming out of its head?" The tallest one observes.

"We shouldn't go near, it could be dangerous" The plain looking one warns the others.

"So cool!" The one with freckles smiles, didn't seem to be listening. He approaches the girl with curiosity "What are you?"

(Y/n) tilts her head as he leaned in closer. "I am a human, nice to meet you...turtles?"

"It can talk!" The bandaged turtle yells, pointing at her. They haven't seen any other species beside the rat that had cared for them since before they could even remember.

Then it was the tall turtle that began walking up to her. He stands behind her, pulling on her hair. He watches as her head would slightly tilt back as he pulled.

"Ow, that hurts" (Y/n) complains, pulling away from his grip. "It's not fur, it's hair"

"Hair...interesting" The tall turtle mumbles in amazement.Hesitation leaves the bandaged one's mind, deciding to join his brothers.

"Wait, Raph–" The plaine turtle calls out, but was ignored. First they break the 'no going to the surface' rule and now they are interacting with a 'you-man'.

'Raph' scowls, eyeing the human child. "Are all of you 'you-mans' this ugly?" He questions, poking at her cheek. "Why is it so squishy?"

The remaining turtle sighs as he realised he failed to get his brothers to listen to him. He follows after, standing next to the others. He judges aside Raph, looking straight into the girl's eyes. "Your eyes" he mentions.

His words catches the attention of the turtle with freckles. He leans over, looking at her eyes aswell. (Y/n) just saw two pair of black beady ones. "They're pretty! Like that big shiny rock master Splinter has"

"It's called a gemstone, Mikey" The turtle next to him corrects him.

"Gemstones, I like it!" Freckle throws his arms around (Y/n)'s shoulder, rubbing his cheek against hers. "Can we keep it, I will care for it real good!"

"I'm not a pet, you know" (Y/n) pouts, crossing her arms.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes"

"We can't, we have already been away for too long" Plaine argues.

"Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael, Michelangelo?" They hear someone calls out.

In a flash, the turtles had dissapeared. (Y/n) looks around confused, wondering where they went. She looks back up the manhole opening, seeing a ladder on the wall below.

Not having much choice, she climbed up it. She snuck out of the alleyway, being met with the sunlight. She was soon found by her parents, her dads didn't believe her story about talking turtles. They wrote it off as it being her imagination.

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Timeskip

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Then twelve years later, (Y/n) lays awake in her bed. Everytime she closed her eyes, she finds them open again. She gives up trying to sleep and gets out of bed.

She opens the door to her balcony and takes a seat on her balcony. She looks up at the sky, she would see stars if the air wasn't so polluted. She squints her eyes when she sees something on the roof of the building that was in the other side of the street.

(Y/n) gets up and leans on the railing, trying to get a good look. Were those...turtles? Each wearing a different colored badana, blue, purple, red and finally orange.

The shortest turtle stops in place, turning towards her. The two make eye contact, both not moving an inch. She hears one of the other turtles call out to him, so he runs off.

'Those guys were real this whole time. I'm not hallucinating, right? Are they ninja now? Would they remember me? Probably not'

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Timeskip

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(Y/n)'s eyes snap open when she hears knocking on her window. She pushes aside the curtain to see the shortest turtle hanging upside infront of her window.

She gets up from her bed and opens the door to her balcony. She watches as he lands on the balcony, a big smile on his face. She barely gets time to react as he pulls her into a tight hug.

"Gemstone! I thought I'd never see you again" He says, excitedly. Then letting go of her, bouncing up and down.

"You still remember me?" (Y/n) says surprised. She regonised as the turtle with freckles, his skin was more on the lime side compared to his brothers.

The turtles grabs her face, squishing her cheeks. "How could I forgot this cute face. Also I remember you by your eyes, so shiny like gemstones" He cooes.

(Y/n) graps his three fingered hands, pulling them down, but not letting go. "You have a great memory. My name is (Y/n), nice to meet you"

"The name is Michelangelo" He steps back, pulling out a pair of nunchucks and spinning it around. "But most people call me Mikey" His eyes suddenly light up, getting an idea. "What if I bring you to lair, I can't wait to see their reactions"

Looking back into her room, the girl thinks. "My dads aren't home, so they won't notice... It couldn't hurt, right" She slightly shrugs her shoulders.

She watches as he turns around and hunges over. "Get on!" Hesitantly, (Y/n) does as he says and climbs onto his back. She grips tightly his shoulders as he holds her legs. She tries her best to not scream her head off as Mikey jumps off the balcony and onto the next roof.

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Timeskip

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Quietly, Mikey leads (Y/n) into lair. She hides behind his shell as he shuffle towards his room. His brothers didn't pay too much attention to him. Leo was watching a tv show, Donnie was in his lab and Raph was reading something.

The turtles and his human friend sneak into the bedroom. (Y/n) tenses up when the foul smell of dirty clothes and moldy food hit her nose, it was definitely worse than the smell of the sewers.

"I'll be right back, gotta do something real quick. stay here" Mikey says, as if he was he talking to a dog. He slowly walks out and closes the door behind.

(Y/n) looks at the mess covering the bedroom. She folded the dirty underwear, questioning why he would even wear them.

Raphael eyes his brother as Mikey walks out of his room. He hears something coming from the room, sounding like things being moved. It couldn't be any of his brothers, meaning there was an intruder.

He gets up from the couch, pulling out one of his sai. He strolls over to Mikey's room, slowly opening the door. There he finds a girl, folding clothing. She didn't seem to have heard him. He puts the sai towards her. "What do you think you're doing here?" He questions her.

Flinching at the unfamiliar voice, (Y/n) realises she had been caught. She slightly turns her, looking who was standing behind her.

A turtle, a bit taller than Mikey. He wore a dark red bandana, which was a bit tattered. There was a small crack in the front of his shell, makes (Y/n) connect him with the turtle who had a bandaid on their cheek. Then she notices the weapon he had pointed her. "Um...I come on peace" She akwardly smiles.

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Walking out of Mikey's room was Raph, pointing his weapon at a girl who was walking infront of him. "Look at what I found doing laundry in Mikey's garbage dump".

Leo looks away from the Tv, wondering what his brother was talking about. His face turn to surprise and then to fear "A human!?".

"Apparently Mikey got followed back here, not sure why you would good his underwear" Raph mutters, poking the girl's back with his sai.

The door lab opens, revealing Donnie. He pulls his goggles from his eyes, putting it on his forhead. "What is going on, I heard yelling" He looks at Lei, than Raph and then... "A human!?" He puts his hands over his mouth, realising that he could've alerted master Splinter.

"That's what I'm asking"

(Y/n) holds up her hands, trying to not get stabbed. "Listen, there is a good explanation for this"

A door slams open and Mikey comes running in. He stand between (Y/n) and his brothers, waving his arms. "Guys, guys, it's chill. It's just gemstone"

"Gemstone?" Donatello repeats, confused. He cautiously approaches.

"You mean the one we found in the sewers when we were little?" Leo asks, getting up himself. (Y/n) suspected him being the plain one and the tall one, being the tall one obviously.

Mikey crosses his arm, with a proud expression on his face. "The one and only" He brags, smiling.

Now being surrounded by the four turtles, (Y/n) realises how much they have grown. When she first met them, they were a bit smaller. But now they were almost towering over her.

Suddenly she feels a tug at her head, making her head tilt back. She realises it was one with the purple bandana, just like when they were little. "Ow, it's not fur..."

Donnie's eyes widen at her words. "...it's hair" He finishes the sentence. "Yeah, alright. It's her" He admits, feeling the texture of her hair.

"Anyways, my name is (Y/n). It's nice to meet you all again" (Y/n) introduces herself, fiddling with her sleeves.

The turtle with blue bandana places his hand on his chest. "I'm Leonardo, the one pulling your hair right now is Donatello and the angry looking one is Raphael, you already seem pretty familiar with Mikey"

"What is going on here?" Everyone seem to freeze when they hear master Splinter's voice. They turn to see him, looking stern at them.

"Sensei, I–" Leo tries to explain, but his defenses seem to melt away when he sees his father's gaze. Him and Raph step aside to reveal (Y/n).

"I let you go to the surface and you being back a human?" Master Splinter says, infuriated by his sons' decision.

Before any of the turtles could speak, (Y/n) steps forward. "Please, don't get angry at them, sir. It's not their fault. I had accidentally fallen into a manhole and wandered my way here, they were trying to get me out". The four brothers look surprised at her, not expecting her to lie for them.

The humanoid rat looks down at her, stroking his thin beard. "I must admit, taking the blame for them is quite honorable. But falling into the sewers is something you usually don't do twice".

"Twice? Wait, you knew?" Leonardo asks him.

"I have keen sense of smell and hearing, also you are pretty loud" Master Splinter explains, looking at (Y/n) once again. "Do you promise to keep our existence a secret from the rest of the world".

(Y/n) nods, looking up at him with a determined expression on her face"I won't tell a soul".

Master Splinter smiles, knowing that he could trust the girl. "Then you are welcome to reside here when you see as needed"

"Oh yeah!" Mikey cheer, pumping his fist. The other three couldn't help, but also be happy she gets to stay.

Their first human friend, reunited with them once again.

[dawnisatotalqueen]

one last try

pairing: donatello x reader

show: rottmnt

tags: fem reader, jealous donnie, wingman leo, rowdy reader

warnings: cursing (once), y/n used once, maybe ooc idk 😞

word count: 1326

Your hair was bleach blonde before you met them. You were trying to settle on a color, but you just couldn’t make up your mind. You thought about dying it your favorite color, then decided not to because what if it didn’t compliment you? That would be the absolute END OF THE WORLD.

But! Your mind was made for you after you had gone on one of your wannabe superhero escapades and met some… strange boys.

You could fight decently, and when you first saw them you definitely thought they were some sort of evil monsters from another planet that you’d have to somehow defeat, however you were pleasantly surprised to find that they were just teenage mutant boys! They were your age, too.

You helped them out with the villain they were tailing and ended up making friends with them! They told you about this lair they lived in that was inside the sewers and that you should visit. You promised you would, though you looked…

Different.. When you arrived. Your blonde hair was now purple. Everyone knew immediately what was going on, especially after how you acted when they first met you. Well… everyone except the one you wanted to notice. Donatello.

He immediately piqued your interest after you had realized they weren’t evil space aliens there to kill you. He was smart, witty, and had this whole bad boy persona that made him oh so attractive. It’s like he was made to be your kryptonite.

Though he didn’t seem to feel that way about you. Actually, all of his brothers couldn’t help but adore you. You were this loud, rowdy girl who was also super fun to talk to. Those were all of the reasons Donnie didn’t like you.

You irritated him so much that his entire body flared up, angry heat spreading across his face. You went on and on about things that happened at school, or at home, or with this girl who told you that your sense of style was bad. You were invading his life all the time, and he was sick of it. Who were you to barge in and talk to him and try to be his friend? The audacity!

Yeah. He hated you. Sadly, that was the exact opposite of how you felt about him.

You tried for a few months to charm him or to generally befriend him, but he shot down every attempt. He showed absolutely zero interest in you, and you were going to accept that.

Until Leo had an idea, which is what led you to now.

You had just walked into the lair, a nervous smile plastered on your face. “Hey guys!”

The boys all perked up, looking over at the door. ���Yoo!! Y/N!! It’s so good to see you–” Mikey got up and grinned before freezing.

Raphael was second to get up. “Did you get here saf–” He paused.

Donnie barely spared you a glance before he did a double take. “What did you do to your hair?”

Your normally purple hair was blue. Blue like..

“You look great!”

Leonardo.

“Thanks! I really like how the color turned out.” You didn’t acknowledge Donnie or his question, skipping over to Leo and sitting next to him.

“Blue really suits you.” He wore a shit-eating grin as he watched his twin from the corner of his eye.

Leo had always known that Donnie liked you. He saw the smiles that Donnie hid, and the way that he would just.. Look at you. Really look at you. That’s why he jumped to action the moment you told him you were going to try to move on. He prompted one last try. One last shot at winning Donnie over. He had tried to give Donnie time to process his feelings for you, but he just wasn’t getting it, and it was hurting you.

“D’aww, thank you.” You put a hand on his arm, mentally gagging. “Wanna hang out in your room?”

“Definitely!” He stood up, holding out a hand that you took as you both went on your way to his room.

…

Donnie was fuming. He had no idea why, but he was fuming. He had always passed off you and Leo’s friendship as an annoyance. Two loud mouths put together. Annoying, but bearable. But this… Were you dating? You ignored him. You just walked right up to Leo, then walked right into his room! His bedroom. It’s not like you two didn’t hangout there alone before, but it was just.. Just weird now!

Why was this bothering him so much? He shouldn’t care what you were doing. He shouldn’t care that you dyed your hair.

Then it dawned on him. It hit him like an anvil, this realization that he was not ready for.

He liked you.

All those times he brushed you off and you irritated him, he was really flustered. His face getting hot from anger was him blushing. You made him blush. You invaded his life because he let you. You invaded his brain because he likes you.

He didn’t know what to do with this newfound crush. You were very possibly dating his brother, and he didn’t want to ruin your relationship just because he figured out his feelings too late. He screwed it up.

But.. there was something that lingered inside him, telling him that he shouldn’t be so sure that you were dating Leo. He just hoped that little voice was right.

..

The next time you found yourself alone with Donnie was that night, in the kitchen. You had decided to sleepover since you genuinely did go over to hangout with everyone, not just Leo in an attempt to make Donnie jealous.

After Donnie had passed up watching movies with you guys in favor of working on a project, you hadn’t seen him. You and Leo’s plot didn’t seem like it worked. He was the exact same Donnie, just kind of.. Avoiding you?

You ran out of your drink during the second movie and excused yourself to the kitchen to refill it. To your surprise, you ran into Donnie, who had gone to get some water.

“Oh, hey.” You tilted your head a little when he tensed, slowly turning to you.

“Ah… Hey.” He swallowed, looking back to his cup.

You walked over to the fridge, grabbing a soda can. “What have you been up to?” Your usually energetic demeanor had disappeared, and you spoke with a soft voice.

It bothered him. “Just this.. Thing.”

“Ah.” You nodded, taking a sip from your cup. It was silent for a minute, and just as you were about to leave, Donnie spoke.

“..Are you dating Leonardo?”

“W– what?” You coughed on your drink, nearly forgetting all about you and Leo’s plan. “Oh.” You swallowed. “No, we’re not.”

Donnie visibly relaxed, enough that even you noticed. “Oh.”

The two of you were silent again. “..Why did you change your hair?”

You looked at the can before setting it down, rubbing the back of your neck. “I uh.. I guess I just didn’t think purple suited me.”

Donnie stared at you, looking for something in your eyes before he casually stepped closer to you. “I think it suits you.”

You looked up, blinking at him. “R–really?”

Donnie nodded. “And uh, I think purple would like to.. Apologize.. For not treating you well in the past, and not realizing how much he– I mean it, cared.” His cheeks heated up, and he glanced to the side.

You stared at him before you smiled softly, pink dusting your cheeks. You giggled. “Well, I hope purple knows that it’s okay, and I still like it.”

He looked at you again, his lips twitching up into a smile. “Really?”

You moved your hand down, taking his cautiously. “Really.”

+ extra

You and Donnie walked hand in hand into the living room, the both of you blushing brightly.

Leo looked over before whistling. “Called it!” 

a/n: would anyone want like a pt 2 of this at any point ??? lmk if soo... same w if u want a version of this with one of the other boys <3

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Burnt Out

Bayverse Leo x Fem reader - Part 3

Part 1 Part 2 AFTERWARDS

summary: SFW, After confessing your feelings for the Leader in Blue, he makes a decision that challenges your relationship with all four turtles. (warnings for relationship based arguments, yelling, and an altercation with some drunken men) set in 2023 so turtles are 24-25

This is the Final Part guys! Thank you for reading!

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Raph waited until you were on the rooftops before he turned his head slowly, peering down at where you were curled up in one arm like a football. 

“You wanna tell me why you decided to pick a fight with Fearless?” He sounded amused, and for a moment you could almost imagine it was commonplace, you and Leo butting heads, as if it wasn’t words you often found yourself posing towards the turtle whose arms you were in. 

You bonked your head back against his shoulder, huffing out a near silent plea for him to drop it. When Raph did little beyond raising an eye ridge in question however, you groaned.

“I wasn’t the one picking a fight.” You insisted mulishly, and he outright laughed, the bark of a noise loud in the cold night air.

“Oh, princess, I may not have seen the beginning, but I know who started that fight, and it wasn’t Leo.” He hopped over the edge of one roof to land easily on another, and your stomach swooped at the rush of air before jarring back to solid ground.

The use of his nickname had you puttering out a sigh between your lips, hanging a leg over his arm to kick lazily as he walked. 

“Ok.” You admitted, finally, quietly. “Maybe I did pick the fight, but he deserved it.”

���I’m sure he did.” Raph huffed, hand tightening for half a beat as he vaulted across another opening. “But you still haven’t told me why you picked it?”

You threw up your hands, waiting for the anger to bubble up in your chest. When it only gave a weak pop, however, your hands clenched, and they slowly dropped down into your lap. You traced the edge of your finger over the opposite’s knuckle, debating.

“He was-” you looked up again, to find Raph listening still, and blew out a breath, “He was doing that thing where he talks at you, not to you.”

Raph hummed, and you continued, “But mostly, it was because he started acting all… normal again.”

“Thought normal was a good thing?” Raph questioned, and you frowned, face scrunching up in mild offense.

You couldn’t exactly tell your best friend that his brother’s normal for you was borderline soft.

Raph must have seen the face, however, because he snorted in amusement. “Don’t give me that look. You’re the one that went and fell for Honor Boy. It ain’t like he hides what he is.”

You rolled your eyes, annoyed he was right and smug about it, knocking your temple into the edge of his plastron. “Thanks Red. Good talk.”

You felt the silent chuckle that rolled through him, and frowned, wondering…

“Hey Raph?” When he grunted for you to continue, you took a deep breath. “Why are you fighting with Leo?”

Raph was silent, and for a long moment you thought he wouldn’t answer. Then, almost like he didn’t want to, he said, “Cuz he’s a fucking idiot, and he’s ruinin’ shit for the rest of us.”

You blinked in shock at the guttural anger in his tone, face stretching to take the information in, and said without thinking, “like ‘he doesn’t know how lucky he is’ sort of ‘ruining shit’?”

Raph pulled to a stop hard enough that you were wrenched forward, other leg slipping over his arm before he flexed and your forward motion halted.

He was glaring at you now, and you had the decency to let your gaze slide away from his, arms straining to right yourself somewhat. 

“Trying out your own version of being a ninja, huh?” He quipped, anger flattening his tone, and you hiked your shoulders in a little circular motion, hands gripping the edges of your coat together.

“Sorry.” You finally whispered. “I didn’t go out of my way, but yea… I eavesdropped. A bit.”

“A bit.” He repeated, shaking his head hard, mask tails fluttering. He resumed walking, letting you both sulk in silence until he was hopping up onto the patio outside your living room window, all but dropping you out of his hold before he sighed roughly.

“Listen.” 

You looked up at him, feeling small in his shadow as he blocked out the light. He rolled his jaw, clenching one side then the other, before the tension traveled downwards to his arms and they tightened into fists, the leather of his gloves creaking.

“I ain’t… told anyone. This.” Raph continued, head dipping to look to the side, and your brows raised in curiosity, all but biting your tongue to stay silent as he talked.

“Fearless ain’t… he’s not the only one…” Raph met your eyes, looking like he would rather take a leap off the side of the building than admit what he was about to.

You nodded, for him to continue, and he took a deep breath.

“I got… someone. A girl,” he looked down at his hands, at the fists he’d unconsciously formed, and flexed his fingers to shake out the gesture, “I’ve been going to see her once n’ a while after patrols.”

You let out the breath you’d been holding, all at once relieved and angry that he’d been keeping that a secret.

Raph openly scoffed at whatever chased across your face. “Oh, that’s rich. Sorry to burst your bubble, sweetheart, but this ain’t some sorta love triangle. You’re cute, but you ain’t that cute.”

“And you’re my brother.” You answered him, effectively shutting him up with the claim, watching him blink in surprise before a blush turned his cheeks muddled in the moonlight. “But damn, Raph. You got a girl?” You gave him a smile. “What’s she like?”

It was like a switch had flipped and he turned bashful, that little soft smile that you only got to see when he had lowered his guard shifting through. “Ah… she’s…” He paused, and that smile dimmed a little, turned melancholy. “She’s perfect.”

You gave him a moment, silently tucking away a reminder to tease him about how twitterpaited he looked later, before you purposefully clicked a button on your coat, and his gaze pulled up towards you again. “S’why… I’ve been so fed up with Leo.”

“Cuz you got a perfect girl?” You didn’t see the connection. You leaned back against your window, made yourself comfortable as Raph scoffed hard at your question.

“Cuz he’s the leader.” Raph lingered on that last word, lips curling back until you could just make out the shine of his canine. “He’s the one that’s suppose to have his shit together, and he can’t even get with the girl that’s all but throwing herself at him-” He paused, considering your defensive posture at his inadvertent rib. “No offense, shorty.”

“A lot taken.” You grumbled, but moved to sit on the little step in front of your window, sensing he was on a roll. “But continue.”

But Raph was silent for another long beat, eyeing the side of the building where the worn brick butted up against the facade. “How can I bring a girl around?” He asked the wall, the railing, the pitiful potted plant you’d accidentally left out during a cold night, before his eyes found the curl of your arms over your knees,  and he gestured to himself, his knuckles nicking his plastron dully, “if not even Leo thinks he can?”

You swallowed your words at that, conceding his point, before you reached out, touched his arm in consolation with the tips of your cold fingers. “Hey.”

He looked up at you, head tilted to the side, and you gave him a smile. “Get outta here. Go see your girl. Tell her I said hi, and that I can’t wait to meet her.”

Raph huffed, burying his softness. The smirk on his face was back to his sharp as knives glint of teeth. “You gonna be ok?”

“Oh, I’m sure I’ll just pine away without you to keep me company.” He looked a little unsure at that, but you rolled your eyes, pushed as hard as you could against the swell of his bicep. “Go, shell brain. I wanna go to bed sometime tonight.”

Raph finally returned your humor, standing to his full height and returning your shove, albeit a bit softer. “Sure thing, princess. Just-” he blinked down at you, considering. “Text me, or call, I don’t care which, but ya been through a lot tonight.”

“I’ll call you if I have a panic attack.” You promised, knowing just how serious he took that matter. “I promise.”

“Good.” Raph bobbed his head towards you, turning for the railing. “In that case, try not to let ole’ Fearless get your panties in a twist, kay?”

“I wish.” You quipped, just to make his grip slip on the railing, and you got to see his face screw up in disgust right before he went over the edge. 

You leaned over the railing, chuckling at the way he extended his second finger towards you before he flipped over the other side of the building, and disappeared.

Off to see his girl. The thought of Raph being sugar sweet to a human seemed a little unbelievable, but you silently hoped for him. For them.

You sighed, loudly, letting your forehead thud against the railing. Mentally cataloging your next steps. Eat, shower, try to get some sleep. Hope you didn’t have a nightmare and you’d be able to let Raph have his own precious down time.

It would be a losing battle, but you finally pushed off the railing, heading for the warmth inside your living room.

You lingered in the shower, counting tiles on the back wall until your shoulders felt loose and your toes and fingers tingled with the steamed warmth. You didn’t quite dry off completely before putting on the soft jersey cotton set you’d left out on the sink, the slightly too big clothes a double barrier against the chill and the quiet way your living area echoed back your movements.

With a rough sigh, you turned off the overhead lights, walking slowly through the room to your bedroom through memory and the faint light of the lamp beside your bed. 

Your feet slowed next to the window where you had said goodbye to Raph not even an hour earlier, stopping just shy of your faint shadow crossing the curtains. Something itched at the back of your mind, a little insistence that had you reaching out and tugging the fabric back with a sharp movement.

Sixth sense stuck gold once more. Leo crouched on the other side, eyes wide as he flicked a glance from the street below to meet your careful gaze. 

Your lips thinned, gripping the fabric hard, almost tempted to simply let the curtain fall back into place and continue on as if you’d never seen him. But he looked so surprised at being caught, all but drinking you in in a sweep that warmed the part of you that always liked when his attention turned your way.

He moved before you could contemplate the action fully however, arms bunching as he jerked the window open in a swift roll of muscle that made you wonder why you even bothered locking the thing in the first place.

“What are you doing here?” You asked, quietly surprised that the question came out soft and not sharp like the words you threw at him earlier. You’d missed this, finding Leo at your window, and you blamed that for the reason you took a step back to allow him room to move, to lean his upper body into the warmth of your home.

His shoulders rested against either side of the window’s wooden frame, his head angled downwards to where his hands were curled over the ledge. “I wanted to speak with you.” Blue eyes flicked upwards, towards you. “Properly. Like I should have… the first time.”

You weren’t sure what he meant by that, but you only gestured towards your darkened living room. As he shifted through your window carefully, you moved to turn the smaller lights in the kitchen area on, not wanting the harsh overhead light to strip whatever softness there was away, not wanting to be reminded of what the last time he wanted to talk was like.

Leo swayed at the edge of the warm light, blinking softly, eyes trailing around as if taking in the differences since the last time he had visited. 

There wasn’t any, not that you could see. But Leo still paused over little things, curious, or stalling, and you decided to let him have his thoughts, let him organize them to his liking. It was… difficult, him being back in your space, but you missed him, the instinctual anger you’d worn like armor earlier all but washed away in your long shower.

You crossed your arms across your stomach, leaning backwards against the kitchen counter, and the movement drew his attention, snout swinging around to regard you.

“I followed you and Raph.” He started, and you simply hummed, a little part of you knowing he would, if his talk with Splinter was short enough. He took a deep breath, his plastron swelling, and continued on the exhale. “And though I had planned to come to you as soon as he left, he wasn’t heading home. So I followed him.” 

Your tongue clicked in your suddenly dry mouth, eyes roving over him once more, looking for blood or the obvious signs of a fight. Raph wouldn’t have taken kindly to his brother shadowing him if he managed to catch him in the act, and while Leo was the best at moving unseen, you couldn’t help but think about their earlier fighting, and the bombshell secret Raph was keeping.

If he noticed, Leo didn’t mention it directly. “He didn’t see me.” He took a step towards you, hands curling around the back of one of the barstools circling the kitchen island, eyes firmly on the dark metal under his grip. “I… didn’t expect what I saw, but I’m also not really surprised.”

You wanted to ask what he saw, but didn’t want to admit you knew anything about his brother he didn’t. Leo glanced up, and your gaze skittered away, fixated on the back of your couch to hide the way you were watching his hands. 

“She seemed nice.” He whispered, and you realized he assumed Raph had told you, or had been close enough to listen to the two of you talk on your balcony. “Raph looked… happy.” He swallowed audibly, and the sound brought your eyes back to him, to the edge of his chest where you dimly realized he had removed the camera that usually clipped over his harness. 

“But… that’s not what I came here to talk about.” 

“What did you come here to talk about?” You parroted back to him, finally lifting your head, the tightness in your throat drowning out everything except for the space he occupied. “You were outside my window long enough to figure out your speech, I bet.”

You used to tease him about the way he took his time, parsed over his words. But that was before, and though your voice was still soft, even you heard the barbed comment for what it was.

Leo stuttered, licked his lip, and you watched his throat bob, the shadow of his jaw stark in the light behind you. “Actually… I’m winging it. Nothing… nothing sounded right.”

That was new, and you must have stuttered as well, because he gripped the barstool’s back until the metal creaked, and he hurriedly let go like it burned him. “Sorry.” 

That word, in his low voice, hitched your breath, and he must have heard, because his eyes were on you once more, wide and blue and soft. “I am. I’m so sorry. If I could go back in time and kick the shell out of myself, I would.”

You looked upwards, towards the popcorn ceiling, blinking fast to keep the sudden itch in the corners of your eyes back. “Leo.” You swallowed, unstuck your tongue from the roof of your mouth. “Why… why now?”

You didn’t look, but you could hear the self deprecating huff he gave at the question. “I thought… it was better-” you felt a tear track down the side of your face, but couldn’t look, “-thought, it didn’t matter what I wanted. That I had no right to… to want you to be mine.” The last word came out so quietly you almost didn’t hear it, just the soft thunk thunk of Leo bunting his palm over the metal repeatedly before he continued. “I mean, the danger it’d put you-” He broke off, and another tear slid down the same cheek when you blinked. 

“I… told you that last time.” You weren’t sure if he was reminding you, or himself, but he shifted in place, and you realized you had no idea what his face looked like, staring at the way the shadows chased themselves across the ceiling of your home. “I told you a lot of things last time we talked. If I could take them back, I would.”

“I don’t understand what you’re getting at.” You whispered, and he made some low sound of frustration, at himself or at you, you weren’t sure, but you didn’t have the energy to be offended.

“I’m asking for your forgiveness.” He stated plainly, somehow sure with that sentence where he’d been visibly feeling out the others. “Whatever it takes, I’ll do it. I’m just tired of feeling like… like I ripped out a hole in my chest.”

It felt like he was ripping into your chest. You breathed in carefully to keep back the sniffle, feeling the ache grow under your sternum. You wondered where your anger had gone, were it was hiding inside your stomach, but the only thing to well up was a bone deep tiredness. Leo was asking-

Leo’s hands were cool, cupped around your upper arms, his elbows locked as he held himself at a polite distance. You hadn’t heard him move, and the sudden touch was a little jarring, but you kept your head tipped up, eyes sealing shut when you felt his breath on your chin.

“I’m sorry.” You found the words. “I’m sorry for picking a fight earlier. For pushing you.” 

“I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you.” Leo answered, palms sliding back and forth between your elbows and your shoulders when you didn’t push him away. “I’m sorry for running away.”

It felt… good. His touch. It’d been so long since he’d gotten this close, between ignoring you or you refusing him the chance. But still, a little hollow of disquiet gnawed at your ribs, chipping at the bone. “What are you asking for, Leo?”

“Whatever you’ll give me.” He leaned back minutely and reached up slowly, wiped away the salty track running across your cheek. “Whatever you want. If it’s only your friendship, I’ll count myself lucky, but…” 

You didn’t move out of his grip, and he stalled there, thumb pressing against your cheekbone as he thought.  

You finally opened your eyes, fresh tears trailing out, and found him closer than you expected. His iris’s reflected back the little chips of light from behind your shoulders, the blue darker with emotion. This close, you could see the thoughts flickering in his eyes, follow his pupil as he tracked each one in consideration. 

“If you wanted more,” he breathed out, and you felt the warmth of his breath against your eyelids. “I’d take it with both hands and run.”

That pulled a snort of laughter from you, a bubble of amusement. “Only you could make running sound romantic, Leo.”

He gave that low chuckle you loved, eyes cutting down to where you still hadn’t moved his grip off your arm, and you felt more than saw the steadying breath he took at the edge of your space. “I don’t want to be afraid, anymore.” His hand moved, curled around your arm, thumb pressing into skin until he could feel the way your muscles twitched at his touch. “I don’t want to push you away.”

His words burned themselves across the back of your eyelids, and your breath hitched. Fearless, afraid. It was a foreign concept, fear and Leonardo existing in the same place. But you could feel the slight tremor in his hands, the way his careful breaths fell sharp and quiet over your shoulder. He was holding himself tightly, nervous energy bleeding out into his limbs the longer you stayed silent, unmoving, undecided.

You bridged the gap he kept between you slowly, hands curling around the edge of his plastron under his arms, shivering as his hand at your arm curled heavily around to press against your spine, his fingers pressing firm. Your head tucked into the hollow of his throat, eyes shut, feeling his pulse jump at the way your lashes tickled his skin. “You’ll have to carry me with you, Blue. I can’t run fast as you.” You whispered, and his chest rumbled under your own, beak curving over your head to hold you close. 

“No more…” You trailed off, ran your fingers up his side a little higher to get a better grip. “No more deciding things about us, by yourself though, kay?”

“Us.” His tongue clicked heavily on the word, and you let him settle, let him get used to the way the word was no doubt bouncing around his skull. “There’s- sometimes-”

“If you said to duck, I would without thought.” You assured him, knowing immediately where his plan for every outcome mind was going. “I mean non-ninja things, Leo.” 

He nodded against your head, the back and forth motion soothing, and you let yourself settle finally, slotting completely against him.

It was his turn for his breath to catch. “I’m not….” You felt his tongue peek out, the slight dampness touching your temple before he spoke. “I’m not human.”

You snorted into his neck. “You know…. Somehow I noticed.”

Leo pulled you impossibly closer, the deep breath against your hair reading slight annoyance at your joke. “I mean… I have a pretty good idea, of how humans go about relationships, but…”

“Blue.” You whispered. He cut off abruptly, and you realized your lips had grazed his skin. “I don’t care what other relationships have, or don’t have. We’ll figure it out, together.”

The arm not curving along your spine cupped the back of your head, moving through the strands of your hair. “You forgive me?”

“Yes.” You breathed, fondness rearing up at his stubborn streak, and you turned your head the little bit needed to free your mouth. “So long as you give me a good first kiss.”

He breathed out a little heavier at your words. “Not… sure I’ll be good at that, to be honest.” His fingers found a cord of tight muscle to the side of your spine, pressed firm against the knot and slid back up. “Not really a lot of practice partners in the sewers.”

The corner of his lip was right there, and you took a chance, rose up on tip toes to press your mouth against his own. 

His reaction was slow blooming, face slack long enough for you to pull back and start to drop back to your feet. His arm tightened across your back instantaneously to hold you in place, his head canting to follow you with a nudge that was almost to strong, and you made some small sound at the way his snout smooshed your nose before his mouth covered your own. 

His chest rumbled under you, the warmth and vibration a little heady with how tightly Leo had you pressed against him. It went no further than a strong press of lips, your bottom one pushed into your teeth with how far he was tipping your head back, but it caused butterflies to erupt in your stomach.

He pulled back whiplash fast, mouth opening to gasp like a fish, and you couldn’t help it, you laughed at the look of confusion on his face, as if his body had done something without his permission. 

“That wasn’t… a good first kiss, was it?” His voice said he already knew the answer, but you raised your hands, untangled them from where he’d pinned them under his limbs, and cupped the sides of his jaw.

“Weeeeelllll…” You drew out the word before biting your lip, just to make him roll his eyes, but then you gave him a soft smile, thumbs petting across the bottom edge of his mask. “They say practice makes perfect, and lucky for you, you just found a partner to practice with.”

Leo squeezed you, just tight enough to make you squeal, before he bunted his head against your own, this time softly enough that you didn’t wince.

[normal-internet-user]

Hi, how are you? May I request Rise Donnie having a "love at first sight"(I guess you could say?) moment when he meets fem!reader for the first time? (Maybe Reader is one of April's friends?)

YES YES! ANON, JUST- YES-

HELLO, HELLO

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Summary: Donnie never expected to experience "Love at first sight", to be honest, he never believed it was real. At least untill you captured his attention...

Warnings:

Requested: Mhm!

No pronouns specified!

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Oh, the cruel twist of fate.

Donnie never expected to be one of those love sick fools, blindly admiring someone whom had encaptured their hearts with a mere shared glance.

On the contrary, he'd laughed the idea away. Something like that could never happen to someone like him.

But now here he stood, blushing like a fool as he watched you happily get aquainted with his brothers. April had offered to introduce them to a close friend of hers, that friend being you.

Donnie hadn't really thought much of the offer, simply taking it as an opportunity to add a new ally to their band of misfits. When you met his eyes however, he couldn't help himself but be a tad more interested in you, and when you spoke that was the final nail in his metaphorical coffin.

You had encaptured his heart, just as he had always feared someone would. Now he was but a love smitten child who knew no way to navigate these new feelings.

How had you done this to him?

Was it the shimmer in your eyes?

The way you carried yourself?

Was it the way you spoke and how happily you discussed your hobbies?

Perhaps it was a combination of all of these that made you oh so perfect. Perhaps this was mere interest, just a small curiousity that could be satified in due time, yes, that was it. You had simply peaked his interest. It was the only logical conclussion, what else could these feelings possibly be?

Well he knew what else, but he wanted to ignore that possiblity.

Ignore it.

That's what was best.

But your eyes.

Just a single glance was enough to show him that you were alot more complicated than you appeared. Perhaps that's how you gained his attention. Donnie wanted nothing more in that moment than to unlock every secret you held, to learn who you were, and he hated that.

He had just met you for Newton's sake!

These feelings were going to be a problem.

A really big problem...

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All done Anon! I had tons of fun with this one lol, can you tell?

[itsyagurlchip]

ask: @snipersiniora If so can i please request for a rottmnt family platonic one-shot of little sister reader and her family? Reader is as the same age as Mikey.

Where reader admits she's been secretly dating a yokai or mutant boy for months and she not only admit to it but asks if he can meet her family to see if he's good or not.

If you want to know the boyfriend is a keeper (good guy) but how reader's family react and do in the meeting is up to you.

٠ ˚ ※ ๋࣭ ᯓ⚝ ⋆ .˚✰Snitch Tendencies ٠ ˚ ※ ๋࣭ ᯓ⚝ ⋆ .˚✰

✰⋆⁺warnings: goofy shi(!) cussing (idk i didn't look/count) (!) too many references (!) boyfriend is very much like mondo gecko(!)

✰⋆⁺lmao you didn't see that- no one did (💀💀😭🤚🏾) whatever you think you saw, you were hallucinating. yes....um, welp, enjoy! It's a mix of a one shot and head cannons, sorta like Picky Icky but, yk, with a different plot.

imma just leave this here- cuz i feel bad about not being able finish this correctly without it sounding like a brain fart. but the new one is currently in construction!

✰⋆⁺"How did they know? Could've sworn that I was subtle. But there was the snitch, should've known he was trouble" Me and you both SpongeBob. nah, nobody but you. You were always bad at lying afterall

You were slowly crawling into lair- perfectly unsuspecting, the quietest of ninja foot steps, no one would ever-

aaaand, the lights just came on.

dear cookie crumbles.

"and WHAT were YOU doing on the topside AFTER CURFEW YOUNG LADY????" There sat a tall ass foot turtle, which is my brother mind you, is tapping his foot sassily against the ground. He also wore a scowl, damned sharpie, with an eye twitch (which would have been funny, had I not been in this situation).

"EEK! a-i- ummm- welp, uhhh- hi DeeDee!" I cringed after flinching so aggressively, smiling in a forced manner. No wonder it all seemed so perfect, damn it Donnie.

"NUH UH!! you dont get to 'DEeDeE' me! What in PizzaSupreme™ were you doing out so late!???"

"i-"

"You've been missing Mikey's meditation practices for strudle's sake!! Do you wanna know what it's like when he pops into Dr Delicate mode???" Donnie was pacing in rectangles, his two fingers massaging the skin that surrounds his brain.

damn his head is big.

"And you guys are best friends!" I involuntarily flinched mentally and physically. "Imagine how he would feel when he finds out that you've been- WAIT! what have you even been sneaking out for?"

annnnnnnddd there's the question

aw pork dumplings. I sighed deeply before opening my mouth, before closing it. Pursing my lips, i did it again as sound began to stutter out of my mouth.

"Well- ummm" I actually didn't know what to say, which is a bit unnerving, because I always have 'somethin to say' per Splinter. "errrm- e-e-i- d-" I tried- but the dude wouldn't even let me speak!

"You're not sans, and quit opening and closing your mouth, it's making your survival rate lower by the second." Donnie impuded. His eyes narrowed lower at my silence.

Well, what the heck?

"I have a boyfriend....and he's yokai" Donnie quit his pacing, and turned fully towards me like a mobile roblox player in 1st pov. I simply rocked back and forth as i waited for his brain to catch up with what is happening.

Donnie couldn't even believe what his ear holes were registering.

You mean to tell him, his little poor, innocent, younger sister was out MINGLING in this universe's equivalent to the underground!

Was he even good enough? i better not be a bum, or worse, a chad.

What even was he?

Oh chewy macaroons, he hoped that you aren't dating a witch-

non of that magic nonsense! (he's still salty about being incorrect and less-than professional at witch town.)

Do you use the chart that he made for you?

Because if that- eugh -boy is going to, court, you, he has to be the one.

and ooohhh if he breaks your heart...

lets just say that the hidden city's ip addresses will have a simple look through.

"huh..." Donnie blinked. His face went through a plethora of emotions. and then he made a face- oh god-

"WAI-" I tried. But it was no use- Donnie pulled a notebook and pen out and started scribbling some more words only he could decipher.

"How tall is he? What's his species? What would you say his eye shape is? How big is-"

"Hey Donnie?"

"And then he could be a delinquent- Are you even into thugs? You didn't even tell me you were into yokai- better yet anyone!"

"DONNIE!!" I yelled. "How about he comes over and you cant meet him for yourself?" I offered. Despite whoever's efforts, i could still hear their footsteps. I was always considered the most in tune with my 5 senses, right next to Donnie.

('So why do I struggle with my mystics?' i questioned myself, but that's for later.)

"Who's Donnie gonna analyze now?" Leo walked in, grumbling with a grimace. Donnie flinched dramatically. I looked at the clock just to see it was 2:56 in the morning. Which meant i had been out for at least 6 hours. I winced again.

"Why don't you tell him? HUH? Oh DEAR little sister???!?!?" Okay now bro was getting on my damn nerves. I know he couldn't help it, but that doesn't mean he has to chuck me under that big yellow box full of sweaty children. (a bus)

Obviously that woke him up, even more than his insomnia has ever, with a lean against the wall.

"Is this about where they've been going? You do know you've missed at least 5 meditation sessions Mikey-" I held my hand up, stopping him from explaining further.

"Yea- i know, i feel bad about that as well." I started, "I've been going out to meet this boy..and we've been meeting up and dating for the past few weeks. He's a gecko mutant- He super nice and funny, he has this-"

"alright! alright! We dont need all of that gushy shit- plus, i suspected that anyway." Leo cut in. And honestly, Im not surprised.

"Yea.. figured as much" I sighed.

"YOU KNEW???"Donnie harshly whispered. Oh right, we're supposed to be quiet.

"No, i guessed. I mean, what else screams "im in love" better than a dopey smile, and kicks while screaming into a pillow- btw lil sis, you're super loud, keep the simpery down to a 3 mkay?" Leo said, just to end it with a wrist flip and a sassy finger pointing my way.

I rolled my eyes, but my faced betrayed my emotions with a bright blush.

"Whatever- we'll talk about it when everyone else is up." I backtraked. "I'll text him to come over Friday since its Tuesday. And ill tell April to come over too."

"So that's it!?" Donnie exclaimed, "No 'Look at you and ur silly crush' or 'sTinKY LiL sIs iS iN LoVe'?????" His hands were wildly waving around. "The fuck?"

"Im just better than you, besides, you were super duper sappy when you had your first date." I jested.

"Not really- well yes, but its also the fact that its now almost 4 at the ass crack of dawn and i couldn't care less right now."

"Oh- valid/That makes sense" You both said at the same time.

"Lets got to brd before Raph and Mikey wake up." Leo sat up from the wall, turning away. "Both of them being cranky isn't something I'd like to experience at the moment -" He finished, before walking towards his room.

"WELP! night night Dee! i hope you get toilet splashback <3"

"Okay then"

and you both went to your rooms. there. Despite already being awake for the whole night, you could only sleep for 3 hours before you had to get up again...great.

Speaking of, it was that morni

had to redo this bc the first one was absolutely brain fart

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@tmnt-shitposting you said you like little sister readers right?

[fizzywashere87]

how would the rise or mutant mayhem twortlezzz react to have a short gremlin friend? Like would reader is short (maybe mikey's height or a bit taller) and she is a bit chaotic. Very blunt and slightly aggressive and at first seems kinda harsh but actually is very sweet once you get to know them. Also mood swings (me fr fr)

HELLO MY LITTLE SIBLING 😁😁😁I AM VERY EXCITED TO BE YOUR FIRST REQUEST AND I HOPE YOU HAVE FUN WRITING THIS!!! YOU ARE SUPER RAD BRO-BRO KEEPING BEING AWESOME 😎

notes: HELLO MY BEAUTIFUL SIS I COULDN’T WAIT TO START WRITING THIS TYSM FOR REQUESTING!! I hope this is good, uhm, as you know it’s my first time writing so I rlly rlly hope this turns out well!! Also I don’t know enough about the mutant mayhem turtles so i don’t know if i will be writing for them atm but…ENJOY!! <333

Warnings: cussing, short! reader, poorly written and probably cringe

M.List

rise! Turtles x Short! Reader

Raph-a-doodle

Okay, we already know mans is big, he could pick you up and throw you either way, he wont.

If you’re shorter than Mikey i think he might notice but i feel like he would be indifferent

He will definitely hype you up short or not :))

As for big man here, he’s gonna pick you up like a mf ragdoll Lol I thought I was funny there

Lord forbid someone ever tease you for your height >:( ”Say it again and I’ll pound you like a boss!” why did i write that

But in a way more scary tone

Your friendship is obviously like the short gremlin and the friendly giant, why would I need to explain? your short and he’s tall incase you didn’t know

Cuddles are a must if you're okay with it (platonic cuddles are a thing)

Just lay on his plastron or disappear under his arm lol

As for the chaos, he probably wouldn’t mind it as long as you're being safe

He would probably join in most of the time but he has oldest sibling syndrome :((

He does his best to keep you from danger please don’t make it too hard for him

Most times I do see him joining in on the chaos if it’s just around the lair

If it’s on patrol don’t expect him to be so careless though he is impulsive at times Raphie worries

As for your aggressiveness, I see him as the type of person to just chill and wait for you to come back when you’re doing your thing like: 🧍‍♀️

Big man is lowkey terrified of you despite the fact he’d be towering over you

I’m not gonna lie, you being kinda harsh at first would kinda put him off

He might shy away from you at first and it’s not you, it’s the demon in your mind telling you what to do 👹 it’s u

Once you warm up to everybody and you properly hang out with him he’ll be a lot more open to being around you

He’ll realize what a cutie you are (platonically) and he won’t fear you as much -if you’re loud he assumes your tough shit like that, i don’t make the rules here

He’ll be confused when he experiences your mood swings and depending on how severe they are he might panic -One second you’re: 💕🤗Then you’re: 🤬🖕

He'll be like 'uhm wtf'

But it’s okay because you’re his best friend and he loves you either way!!

Neon-Leon

He’s not gonna pass up an opportunity to tease you

It's Leo dude

He's using you as an armrest and he's smug about it motherfucker

When he's not teasing you, y'all are chill

Another one to just pick you up because he can

His bitchass love him thinks it's funny when you get mad cuz ur tiny

Should ANYBODY that's not him make fun of your height just remember he has magic swords that make portals

He's going to match your chaotic energy because he's Leonardo

Y’all are gonna get in trouble a lot but he has magic swords and you’re probably awesome too so it’s okay

He'll be an asshole sometimes but you can put him in his place

He’s not gonna shy away from your aggressiveness or your blunt self but he’ll give you some space if he thinks you need it -or anger you even more

He’ll be just a bit taken aback at first from your bluntness but he bounces back quickly with his own retort -what you said wasn't even offensive, he just found the need to defend himself??

He probably provokes you and calls you 'lil gremlin in his own Leo way or sum shit

Despite his ignorant self I feel like Leo is understanding but he chooses to be a little shit about it

He will lowkey give you time to mellow out and then he gets to meet your sweet side -you might've warmed up to him after Mikey

He finds the fact that you speak your mind amusing so he doesn't get offended too easily most times -*dramatic gasp* “wHaT?! DiD?! YoU?! *points aggressively at you* JusT?! sAy! tO! mE?!”

He is going to be your bestie or your worst nightmare and it just depends on the stage of your friendship -jk he’s your friend and if he truly bothers you he would stop

Overall, you guys are just two dumbasses trying to have fun

Othello Von Ryan

Doesn’t really care about how tall or short you are, but does notice your a bit lacking in the height region js a bit pooks

Probably makes you a piece of tech to help with your uhm… lack dare i say i say this as if i'm taller than 5'3"

He might have u run errands for him that might require more stealth getting illegal chemicals for him

He once mistook the top of your head as a table when he was tired not his proudest moment

You’re gonna make a good arm rest for him

Anybody makes fun of your height? There’s a virus in their device and embarrassing photos were somehow sent to that person’s entire contact list -he denies it was ever him but you know better

Your chaoticness worries him his tech's safety, not yours cuh

Probably puts you on a mf leash if you're the impulsive type

He’ll be in his lab and your lil’ gremlin self will just be there yapping away about literally anything and Donnie’s like ‘😐okay’ trying to work with your sudden outbursts where you raise your voice before going back to your normal tone he probably flinches every time you raised your voice

Appreciates you being blunt in a way, he knows if you give him a compliment, you mean it and that means way more than he chooses to admit to himself be careful he's lowkey fragile

Like Raph, he also might be put off with your harshness in the beginning but once you warm up to him, he’ll warm up to you

He’ll see how sweet you become and is ‘unbothered because he’s emotionally unavailable’

He’ll be yapping about his latest project and you’re about to go do something you probably shouldn’t

He doesn’t notice ‘til he stops and asks you a question and you’re sneaking away like silly motherfucker

Can't keep up with your mood swings all the time so he'll just let you sort it out

He'll probably wait patiently

On the contrary to how he may act towards you, he really does like you

Overall you and Donnie's friendship is fun and he definitely instigates the chaos outside his lab

Magic Mike

We alr know mans is a short king, he’s going to be excited to find somebody ‘round his height

The amount of small places you two will wedge yourself in oml

You two probably created a hangout spot just for the two of you you two were the only ones able to fit

Nobody's making fun of your height

Have you seen this kid?

You two just add onto each other and get into a lot of trouble

A lotta episodes js u an him getting in trouble LMFAO

If you’re taller than him you probably call him small one or sum shit you're not that much taller than him

He only allows it from you

If you're shorter than him roles are reversed

If you’re the same height, you actually aren’t, one of you has to be taller he probably won't accept defeat so goodluck shortie

He bakes and cooks with you

If you can't kitchen for shit you're now the taste tester and you're in charge of helping him reach things on high shelves

Yes you two will use each other to reach things

stand on his shoulders like in the cartoons or he'll stand on yours "Ow! Mikey! My shoulder's about to break!" "One second y/n I almost got it!"

Mikey’s not put off in the slightest by your aggressiveness in the beginning

He probably figured you out and let you open up at your pace

You being blunt honestly makes him laugh, the way you just say what you want

He's your bestie and your his fs fs

He doesn't mind your mood swings and js goes with the flow

I strongly believe he'll just match his mood with yours "omg! i love today!" "same!" 😀  "FUCK THAT!" "same!" 😡

He adores your sweet side and he'll show it

Is another cuddle bug (if you're okay with it)

Your friendship is very wholesome as it is chaotic

You could be doing something dangerous around town while having a meaningful and deep conversation

Overall, you guys match each other's energies and hold a lot of power together don't underestimate short people

[fun-k-board]

okay! i read the rules and all!

can you write hcs of bayverse leo with a short and busty gf? i have back pain all the time 💔💔

Leonardo X Fem! Reader who's short and busty

Note(s) : I sort of focused on the short and busty part, so if you want more general Headcanons I can do that.

Leonardo doesn't mind your height, he's a giant mutant turtle, he's never exactly been one to care for appearances. He knows what it's like to be judged and excluded, so even if he makes a small joke once or twice, it's never out of malice and always something you can laugh to.

Speaking of, his jokes are those sneaky ones, ones you maybe can't even tell are there until hours after the conversation. They're not so much jokes as they are funny jabs? It's strange.

Okay, so, he strikes me as the type of guy who wouldn't really look at all, he's respectful, looking away respectfully if you will, and doesn't mention your bust unless it's a conversation revolving around it.

The bare minimum, yet still, he exceeds most men.

At first when he realises you're in pain, he thinks that you must've injured yourself somehow. Maybe you lifted something too heavy, maybe you fell down the stairs.

He can't exactly figure out if you have back pain from your chest, not until you tell him directly, he's not an idiot by any means, he just doesn't really connect 'big boob = pain'

I can imagine he's one of those guys who just doesn't understand that boobs have weight to them, yes they exist I have met them, but it's less because he refused to learn and more so because... He's a mutant turtle with a mutant rat dad who's been forced to live in the sewers with three brothers, he isn't too knowledgeable on human female anatomy.

When you tell him, probably after he questions you because he's concerned. He offers a cuddle, maybe some soup and tea if April isn't busy and she can buy them for you, he doesn't know how else to help besides resting?

He probably tries to learn how to massage, which is difficult for him because, you know, only three fingers, and researches how to help back pain, both in general and in reference to a larger bust.

Leo probably wouldn't mind if you don't wear a bra around the sewer, they can get uncomfortable especially if they have wiring in them, and he thinks it's best to prioritise comfort for one's self than tip toe around what others could think.

His brothers, especially Mikey, joke all the time about the fact he managed to get you, not in a weird way, they're not jealous at all and view you as a friend, but they just find it funny because Leo is the last guy besides Donnie they expected to get a girlfriend, let alone one as nice as you.

Leo always forgets that you're together, because how could you choose him? Out of all of the guys you could fall in love with, it just so happened to be him, it confuses him, because you could've had someone normal.

Leonardo really wants to get Splinters approval, which isn't too hard because Splinter thinks you're a great girlfriend, you basically complete Leo and make it happy, it's hard to disagree against that.

You know how in schools or work places, the dress codes usually target female presenting people? Yeah, he's the boyfriend that lets you rant to him about how awful it is, and he's also the type of boyfriend to nod along and occasionally go 'That's horrible 😡'

If you ever get catcalled expect the rare moment of Leo using his mutant looks to scare people, he's basically scary boyfriend privileges, the second he steps out of the light people are screaming in fear.

He probably feels bad about it afterwards, not because he feels sympathy for the people he scared, but because he feels like a monster.

[bubblyhearts87-14]

Turtles and Teases

OMGIE THIS IS MY FIRST PIECE OF WRITING ON HERE PLEASE EXCUSE ANY TYPOS I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS EEPY

Your small footsteps weren't quite enough to get Leo to turn around but the ninja knew you were there. As you walk in to find him lifting weights in the dojo, the sweat dripping down his biceps, small grunts leaving his lips with every rep...fuck.

You stand there and watch for a bit until a familiar voice rips you from your thoughts. "Babe?" He smirks once he catches the red on your cheeks, "were you just checking me out?" He tilts his head, a shit eating grin as he watches your face contort.

"No!" You cross your arms and pout, "Why would I even do that?" you attempt to defend yourself but he leans closer to your face, his warm breath on your face as you backup slowly, until your back hits the wall behind you.

Leo tilts his head, a shit eating green on his face. "Really? Are you sure you weren't ogling at my muscles? It sure looked like it." He smirks as your cheeks darken, small beads of sweat forming at your temples. The words came up, but caught in your throat.

"You gonna try and protect your case or nah?" He was so close to you, and that was enough to shut you down. "My little princess seems to be in denial." He teases, letting out a chuckle.

"Just you wait until later..."

Leo leans in close, closer, he tilts his head ever so slightly, as if he was going to close the gap...

You gasp as he plants a kiss on your cheek instead, and walks away. Your left standing there baffled, dazed, and very red. "Wha- huh?" He just goes back to lifting weights as if he wasn't about to kiss you silly, just like that...

He was going to be the death of you someday, you go back to ogling at your hot boyfriend, and he decides to let you be until later.

You couldn't wait for later, whatever he meant by that...

[hotheadedhero]

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Updated: 31st October 2024

2003

All Boyos

Reacting to Pregnant S/O

De-Stress Methods

Leonardo

Exception

2007

All Boyos

Favourite Kisses

Leonardo

All That's Left (Angst)

2012

All Boyos

Why They Fall/Favourite Feature

S/O That Swears... a Lot (Crack?)

Learning Curves

Boob Behaviour (Slightly Suggestive)

Caught Single-Handed (18+)

Raphael

Love at First Fight

Donatello

In Unrequited Love (Angst/Happy Ending) Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

Bayverse (2014/16)

All Boyos

Turtles x Ballerina (Fluff)

Rejection, Realisation and Regret (Angst)

Kiss Me (Fluff)

Affectionate Biting

Donatello

Consequence of Dilatory Behaviour (Angst)

Raphael

Daft Pretty Boys (Fluff/Angst)

Michelangelo

Crushing New Dreams (Angst)

Rise (2018)

All Boyos

Pros/Cons of Your Relationship

Hug Headcanons

Raphael

Like 'em Big (Silly Fluff) Part 1 - Part 2

Sucker Punch my Heart (Headcanon)

Threshold

Donatello

A Dichotomy in Donnie's Dearest

Science vs Mystic (Angsty)

Rise Movie (2022)

All Boyos

Past Days, Future Pain (Angst)

[s4turnzbarzzz]

hey!! if you are taking requests, i wanted to request the tmnt mm! boys having a crush on a fem! reader who’s EXACTLY like raph. she loves fighting, may or may not have anger issues, cursed with resting bitch face, BUT, she’s actually really sweet and outgoing. never afraid to speak her mind, so, she may come across as rude sometimes, but, she never really means to be. (lowkey a biased request but SSSHH, we’re not gonna talk about that)

omg finally a tmnt mm request!! this was so much fun to write!! sorry if theyre short btw im struggling with writers block rn

TMNT (mutant mayhem) x fem! reader sfw

tw: none

Donnie

he wouldnt really understand that he was actually falling for you until one of his brothers mentions how you act and he starts telling them that youre suprisingly nice

he definently makes you little trinkets as a sign of appreciation (and as a way of flirting with you)

whenever youre not around and theyre not busy he constantly talks about you and how youre actually really sweet even though you act like a dick to he rest of them most of the time

his brothers think hes lying and that you cant be that nice until they get to know you better

when you start softening up around his brothers he finally asks you out

hes autistic so dont be overly touchy in private, it makes him uncomfortable

Raph

honestly he loves girls that have similar personalities to him so when he meets you hes head over heels

hes also secretly a softie too so when you start to trust you more he does as well

you guys are so cute together omg

he suprisingly doesnt have the guts to ask you out on his own so his brothers do it (he was so embarassed that they did that to him even though it was his idea)

if you say yes to going out with him hell be so happy

dont tell anyone he has a soft side for the sake of his reputation though

Leo

Mikey

it takes a bit for him to warm up to you at first but after his brothers convinced him you were fine he decided to give you a chance to know each other

he didnt expect you to like fighting or anything and if he didnt know you he could easily mistake you for his brother raph

raph can already be alot on his own so essentially having two of him around is insane

eventually you get to know him better and start trusting him more and start to loosen up around him

he eventually asks you out when he has the chance and you two are away from his brothers

hes a little scared of you at first tbh since youre almost exactly like his brother personality wise

it doesnt take very long before you two get comfortable around eachother though

he also notices that he has feelings for you pretty soon after he gets to know you better and sees that you have a soft side

he asks you out pretty quickly actually

[truffle-draws-turtles]

Thank god it's FLAT FUCK FRIDAY! YAAAAAS!

Get your nsfw aged up rottmnt stuff right here 👇

(this week it's Donnie's turn again and man - he was in a mood for kisses, I can tell you)

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Attention please ‼️

The turtles you find on my site are all aged up, unless they are turtle tots (obviously)

[demonwithangeleyes]

I need to write fan fic so bad I have so many ideas please let me know who I should write for!!!