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[kipxer]

Mornings with Leo

RotTMNT Leo x Reader - Romantic - Gender Neutral Reader (No pronouns)

No warnings

Note: Man how are there not more morning fics? Morning fics are the best! So have some HC things. I dunno. I just like bullet points. I might do the other brothers at some point, but that is for another morning.

I also aged him up in my head a bit but tbh this could work for any version of him I think. So. Enjoy imagining whatever you want lol

Masterlist

Leo

Mornings with him are surprisingly gentle.

He's usually the first to wake up. Oftentimes wayyy too early. Damn insomnia

Before your relationship, he'd just get up and train for a bit or read his comics or scroll through his phone or something. But now, he has you.

And he could stare at you for hours. Just watching your face and thinking to himself.

Noticing all the little things you do, the position your in, the way you breath, your warmth. It's almost like a meditation to him.

Every time you shift a little in your sleep it makes him smile.

He'll try to put those ninja skills to use and be all sneaky like and tug the blanket back over you or brush the hair out of your face without waking you up.

But once you join him and wake up expect LOTS of gentle little face kisses all fluttering at your cheeks and nose and forehead and chin.

He'll even lay them across your neck and shoulders and all the way down your arm to your knuckles.

And this whole time he has this damn soft smirk as he just gazes at you.

Your giggles are literally the most amazing thing in the world to him and he wants to hear them as soon as possible.

He will immediately start trying to fluster you, giving little ticklish touches, flirting, and teasing, telling little random jokes, or making silly faces at you, just doing everything to get a giggly reaction out of you.

He grins so proudly and smugly when he gets you to break. His eyes practically sparkling at your laughter.

His sleepy relaxed voice, all quiet and a bit rough can just make you even more sleepy though. And he will absolutely make fun of you for falling back asleep on him.

If you try to snuggle back up closer to him he won't even be able to fight you.

He'll cling back just as hard. Hiding his face in your neck and just covering it in little kisses.

Hold the back of his head and give him scratches at the base of his skull and neck, he absolutely melts at that. He will cling even harder and you can even hear him let out happy chirps in your ear.

His head just gets so mushy at this point he won't even realize how much time has passed until Raph is banging at his door for sleeping in and missing breakfast.

[teenage-mutant-ninja-freak]

Heyo! Love your work btw *chef kiss* I'm obsessed with your poly turtles stuff. Could you maybe do some Christmas poly headcannons? Seasonal Activities they do with their s/o, possible gifts they receive, fav cookies/treats, fav Xmas music. Idk just some festive stuff? If you're busy that's cool 😎 your poly turt stuff has me needing more haha. Thanks!

Ok, I'm pretty sure I got this before Christmas and it's now May. I'm so sorry. I won't go into all the reasons I haven't really been writing because it's a lot but I want to get back into it so here goes with this very unseasonal post lmao

and thank you everyone for you patience as I get back into the swong of writing for my blog

Raph

This big hunk of red and green first

He's very seasonal if you think about it

He's also super (secretly) into the holidays

catch him doing his rendition of rockin' around the Christmas tree very loudly when he's off his tits on eggnog

((side note I think he would hate eggnog but would drink it solely because it's festive))

He's secretly super sentimental and he knows you love this time of year so he really puts his back into it

I'm talking it's the 1st of December and he wakes you up in a full Santa outfit and white beard (that he knitted himself) yelling "Ho Ho Ho!" and asking if you've been naughty or nice

it's like 6am so you, naturally, tell him to piss off

to which he makes a big show of trying to shove you into his Santa sack because "Someone needs a trip to the North Pole to learn the Christmas spirit"

He's also pretty good with crafts

obvs you guys can't go outside and be seen so he creates a whole winter wonderland in the lair (without telling the others, Mikey was the only one who appreciated it tbh)

also he's a great cook so you spend evening after evening baking sugar cookies and decorating them, sipping hot chocolate with a candy cane in it and whipped cream on top, making warming winter soups.

In terms of gifts, he gets you anything and everything he even thinks you might like

real big spender this one

handmade too items like a scarf he knitted for you because your old one was a bit worn, handmade card, he even did a little snow globe that he made with figures of you and him inside of it

he'll say "I know it's lame" or "It's not the best but I tried" but it means the world to you

Leo

Big boy blue up next

I see him loving a very traditional, old fashioned, classic Xmas.

His big thing is that he loves to decorate the tree with you

but you would always bicker about how it should look

"No, I think a gold and red theme would look better!"

"But, Leo, we have all of these cute glass candy canes I wanna hang!"

"But I have a vision!!"

so this year he decides to buy like 6 trees (and by buy I mean forage, steal or cut down)

so you can both have your own trees and decorate them however you want

this, obviously, becomes a Christmas competition

your very unwilling judges are Leo's brothers and even Splinter

they have never looked more uncomfortable than when you and Leo are very passionately stating your case for why your tree is better than the other's and it ends in you both throwing baubles at each other

about half an hour and a lot of tinsel lying everywhere later you decide that maybe you're both a little too competitive

but Leo reassures that "That's why I love you"

He's so big on quality time with you

lot's of sitting by a crackling fire, sipping coco and letting soft Christmas songs play

he's made a playlist of v gentle ones like Eartha Kitt's Santa baby, Conventry carol and god rest ye merry gentlemen.

it's all about the mood w/ Leo

as far as gifts, it's has to be something personal and sweet

a pressed flower in resin from the first day you both met, a silver heart shaped locket with a pic of you both in it, some sort of talisman that's supposed to keep you safe in ninja superstition

Mikey

Time for chaotic good to come to play

Mikey just manages to capture that almost childlike enthusiasm and wonder for the season

He has a funny habit of wrapping your gifts to look like something else

last year you were certain he'd gotten you a rocking horse but it turned out to be a new phone and headphones

"How long did it take you to wrap it like that?"

"Don't ask questions you don't wanna know.....3 hours to make the horse part look right"

normally he gets you silly but sweet gifts

lots of sticking filler things

oh and he gets you an actual stocking too, but like a comically oversized one to fit all the gifts

stuff he's made too

one year he made you 50 hand cut paper snowflakes with 50 reasons he loves you written and drawn on them

also stuff you guys can do together

video games he knows you'll find fun, stupid interactive games that you can play, that kinda stuff

he does a special Xmas scavenger hunt for you each year that the others pretend is stupid but it keeps getting more elaborate as time goes on and even they are started to get invested in the ending

there's a theme and everything ranging from polar express to murder at the Christmas party to Santa's grotto....

he also never fails to dress up as Mrs Clause every year (because Raph insists on being Santa and at first Mikey just wanted everyone to laugh, but now it's kinda a tradition)

Donnie

oh my sweet gadget boy

he's super big into cocktails, the sweeter the better

and you always get to name them together but you both have a warped sense of humour so the names are getting out of hand

you pick a fave each year as well

last year was "The abominable snowman's frozen left nut" and the year before was "Mrs Clause putting glass shavings in Santa's food because he came back with the clap"

I told you they were bizarre....

his gifts are always thoughtful and so romantic

I HC Donnie as being a super romantic guy

whether it be a painting he made of the constellations and planets in correct placement on the night the two of you first kissed

or a wreath of dried flowers and plants to hang on the door that came from the field behind your childhood house

but this year it's a scrapbook filled to the brim with every detail of the two of you, all dated and with a little annotation telling a story as to why it's in there. photos, cards, handwritten letters, magazine cut outs, diary entries.... it's all in there and it's enough to make you cry.

He also sneaks you out on Christmas eve every year without the others knowing (they'd flip if they came to know that he was stealing you away at that time)

but he takes you up to the rooftops to sit on blankets and drink hot chocolate (spiked with a little rum, it's Donnie after all...) and look at the lights and snowflakes and people bustling home to their families and you sit and feel at peace and laugh as you make up backstories to each individual you see scurrying home

you lean against his shoulder and every year that he does this it feels more magical than the last

[supahn0v4]

Guide Me Home

Bayverse!Michelangelo/Reader

After a bad day, Mikey finds his comfort in you.

Copy pasted from my ao3 so the spacing is really weird sorry. Obviously the turtles are aged up! Also this is a part 1 of a fic idea I might continue if anyone is interested.

Tags: NSFW and suggestive but not of the super sexy variety. More of simple intimacy between two people.

Mikey sat patiently as he waited for your shift to end. God did he need to hold you after the day he had. So when he sees you exit the building he can’t help but hurdle himself down to the alley you two have designated your rendezvous spot.

Easily you fit yourself against him, arms warm against his cool skin. He can’t help the chirp that erupts out of him as he picks you up and climbs to the roof. A soft “Missed you so much.” is muffled into your hair as he easily jumps between rooftops, you safely tucked against his plastron with his right arm. You cuddle closer to him, smiling up at him dumbly.

Flying through the New York skyline, the steady rhythm of Mikey’s breathing, his big strong arm gripping you close to him… It’s always so nice you could doze off. He nuzzles his beak against your hair before you hear him call your name.

Smiling to yourself, you hum in acknowledgment before slowly moving to pull out your balcony key. Mikey maneuvers you closer to the handle so you can unlock it. A not so subtle flex of his bicep curling in the single arm holding you reminding you of how much he likes to flaunt himself for you.

Only once the two of you are inside does he set you down. As usual, he draws the curtains closed before removing his shoes. You immediately notice his silence. He must have fought one of his brothers today, you note as your heartaches for him.

Wanting desperately to push him and learn the issue so you can help him solve it but knowing that’s not what he needs. Another loved one pushing his boundaries and trampling them in the name of “protecting” him. You saw it all the time at work and refused to be another thing for him to stress about. No, instead you take in his features and help soothe his troubles.

As the worry mars your features, you notice him stiffen where he stands, fists clenching and unclenching. His head swings to the side as he double checks where the curtains are weighted to avoid any disturbance. How he looks over you to see the glint of the lock snugly fit into the door frame. Setting your bag down you look up at him, hands cupping his cheeks.

“You look tired, Angelo”

“I could say the same to you, Angelcakes.” He states as he turns his head. Rubbing his beak against it before pressing a kiss to your palm.

Your eyes crinkle as you smile up at him, pulling him lightly so you can kiss him. Easily Mikey follows, capturing you in a chaste kiss. His own hands cupping your head, right hand finding the nape of your neck to maneuver you the way he wants.

His lips easily press against yours, feverish in the way he keeps you pressed against him greedily but never letting it fall into anything more than romantic pecks. He seems content with just having you with him. Another chirp leaves him as you drag your nails lightly over his bandana.

When he’s had his fill he pulls away, lips trailing to your cheek down to your neck where stays. Holding your weight against himself. You two sway before he runs his beak along the connection of your shoulder.

“You reek.” He whispers, beak soothing the soft flesh and leaving behind a mark of him. The smell of cleaning solutions, hundreds of people and the exertion of a 16 hour shift clings to you. The sensation tickles slightly, your frame shaking as you suppress the giggle and pull him closer.

“Sorry, I didn’t have time clean myself up from work.” You say as you smooth your hands over the edge of his shell. Your arms barely wrap around him, but he lets out a soft churr as your fingers dance along what you can reach. “Would you like to join me?”

“Never gonna turn down the chance to see you naked, Angelcakes.” He quips as he straightens back up, seemingly recharged from having you near.

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To say they were worried was an understatement. Michelangelo going off on his own was common, as it was for the rest of them. They’re in their 20’s now, solo trips up to the surface were more common now then ever.

But, with Mikey it was different. Normally he’d wander around aimlessly. Sometimes he’d go out to see a movie. However, tonight, just like the past month, Mikey’s tracker showed he was at the hospital once more.

Donnie hesitated as he went over his options in his head. The younger brother hadn’t been showing any signs of suspicious behaviour- always returning in his trademark cheery disposition. He normally headed out after a particularly heated Leo-Raph argument. Unable to stand the tension between the eldest brothers. Donnie encouraged the idea, whenever he himself would bury himself in his own projects to keep from getting overwhelmed too.

The current dilemma being they were due for patrol and Mikey wasn’t answering his texts. Biting his lip, Donnie sends one more urgent “Where are you?” before he feels a hand on his shoulder. The faint undertone of tea tells him time is up and a shakey exhale is let out.

“You almost ready?” The leader asks, eyes focused on the screen that was haphazardly shut off moments prior.

“Y-yeah, just trying to get a hold of Mikey.” he stammers. ‘Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.’ He thinks, there’s no way in hell he’d be able to pull off lying to Leo.

The blue leader simply raises his eye ridge before turning around. A loud thunk echoes through the lair as Raph racks his bar before a hulking thump as he jumps down from his gym. “He’s been going off on his own a lot lately.” He comments.

“It’s not like the rest of us don’t do the same.” Donnie grimaces instantly after the words leave his mouth, sentence ending in a squeak as his older brothers glare daggers at him.

“Donnie,” Leo starts, taking a deep breath before squeezing his shoulder again, “Where’s Mikey?” Donnie’s muscles tense under the grip before he closes his eyes, the beginnings of a tension headache starting to eat at the back of his head.

Silently, his shoulders droop as he turns the monitor back on. Fingers numb as he types in his password and the screen zooms in on his younger brother’s location.

It’s Raph that notices. “Whoa, whoa, why’s he in Purple Dragon territory?” The elder brothers’ protective instincts kicking into overdrive as they all but obliterate Donnie’s ability to keep his composure. Spinning the chair around, Raph cages Donnie against the desk. “What the hell is he up to?”

“I don’t know! Honestly!” Donnie squeals as the cushion of his chair is all but torn in Raph’s anger. He stands up, crossing his arms as he stares down at him. Donnie shrinks even more at the display. “R-really guys, I don’t know what he’s doing.”

Raphael flares his nostrils at him. Donnie huffs, exhausted from their constant fighting “But-“ He says, standing to his full height, and looking down at his older brothers. Even with him being the tallest, that didn’t count for anything to them clearly. “Mikey’s been visiting this a lot, he’s got a routine.” Donnie hunches over and procures his a small calender, bright orange stickers littering every Sunday, Tuesday and every other Friday.

“Well? What are we waiting for? Lets go!” Raph jerks his head to the side as he spins his sai, an unconscious flourish before they land in their sheath, footsteps heavy as he marches. Leo nods as he falls in easily beside him.

Donnie shakes his head before he grabs his phone, securing it in his armband before running behind them. A final warning text of “Sorry, I couldn’t stop them!” sent, hoping his little brother catches it before they found him.

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Soft gasps and sighs echo in your small bathroom. Steam clouding the room as the curtain is left open to accommodate one mutant turtle. Extra towels litter the floor as the water bounces off of his shell.

Offering to massage your neck, Mikey’s positioned behind you. His hands large against your shoulders as he begins. After a long week of hunching over your workstation, patients, and numerous desks, tables and counters to fill out paperwork this was the perfect remedy.

Your head lulls back and you press a kiss to his chin.

“That feel good?”

You nod your head, rolling your shoulders and arching your back as he massages all the knots out. His grip just the right amount of pressure to have you rolling against him. His rough calloused fingers against your soft skin always able to soothe you.

Mikey’s hands smooth down your body effortlessly. The hot water and the weight of his hands pulling wonderous little noises from you. Your hands pressed against the tile, nothing to grab so your nails claw uselessly at the grout.

His name a mantra on your tongue as his hands wander. A thoughtful squeeze of your breasts, the rough pads of his fingers circle your areolae before short tug on your nipples. Arms flexing as he pulls you closer to him.

The churr rumbling against your chest gets stronger as his hands travel lower still. Rumbling the air around you. Stopping at your love handles for a firm squeeze, kneading your soft stomach where he tugs you against him. They grip your thighs tight, kneading the soft flesh of your ass.

Seemingly had his fill, his large hand finally cups your core, fingers stroking your lips teasingly.

“How’s the pressure?” He asks. Ah, that’s the game he wants to play. You chuckle as you turn to kiss his cheek, your hands gliding down his arms to press his palm harder against your core.

“It’s perfect.” You coo as you trail kisses down his throat. Though his palm never seeks anything deeper. Counting the minutes where he simply holds you, deciding to push a little further. Grabbing his wrist, you feel his keratin, warmed from the water, jump at the sudden hold. Twisting in his grasp, your hands circle around his neck. Your fingers pinching the bunching skin of his neck where his head has retracted slightly out of reflex before pressing a kiss to it.

“We don’t have to do anything, Mikey.”

“But I want to make you feel good.” He pauses his wandering hands, fingers flexing and a deep breath before response. He’s hesitating. Doubting himself. You can always see him thinking but it’s never like this. Intimacy with you was instinctual to him, he’s distracted.

“I feel good just having you here, sweetheart.”

He lets out a loud huff. Pulling his beak from your neck to look you in the eyes. His nictitating membrane flutters as he stares at you from under the stream of water, searching for some unspoken lie in your words. Blinking the water out of your eyes, you smile at him, soft, genuine, easy.

“You really mean that?” He mumbles, barely audible over his churring. His first two eyelids remain unblinking as he watches you. The quick flash of translucent flesh from his haw being the only movement. Bringing the wrist still in your grip up to your chest, you flatten his palm against your heart.

“With all my heart.”

He moves suddenly this time, scooping you up into his arms and holding you against him. Holding him with all your strength, you pepper kisses over his scaled head. Using your foot to turn the water off, you hold him even as you begin to shiver.

Letting you down and tucking the fluffy towel around your form, Mikey presses himself against you as you throw a large beach towel around him. Still too small to cover him, but big enough to help him dry off. His large arms encircle your waist as you brush your hair and start your oral hygiene routine. You press back against him, eyes wrinkling at the big dumb smile that sweeps across your face at the sight of your toothbrushes together. His comically larger and bristles crazy, the mundanity of it making your heart skip a beat. As you sway gently in his hold, a new rumble of his plastron against your back has you giggling, pulling him out of the bathroom.

“Come on, let’s order some pizza and catch up on our shows.”

[mrabubu]

Karaoke nights at resistance's base be like:

[limerami]

Some random interactions with Raphael ^^ I was too lazy to add details to the human or color these overall shdjd

Sorry for the watermarks. Had to slap something on top

(and also characters are adults. Just putting this out there too just in case)

Oh yea, the carrying one on bottom left is referenced from Sylus' Lost Oasis memory from love and deepspace

Check out some expressions from prev post

^^

[dancingdonatello]

Saw ur Donnie x smitten reader and was like how about SMITTEN Donnie x reader?

rise donnie x reader

Donnie sighed, resting his head on his hand as he watched you from across the lair.

He used to be jealous of you. How your hair was perfect everyday. How you never accidentally embarrassed yourself. How nobody ever got bored of what you were saying. How everyone talked to you so easily.

Now, he admired it.

He used to glare at you when you joined in a conversation he was having. Now he just smiled.

He used to roll his eyes at the sound of your obnoxious laugh. Now, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop his own laugh. Anytime you laughed, it was like he just had to laugh too.

He couldn’t even resist a smile if you had one on your face.

“You’re staring again.” April bumped her shoulder to his.

“So?” He sighed, his lips twitching upwards when you glanced over to him.

“I just thought you’d want to know if you were being obvious.” She snickered. He ignored her.

“I don’t care.” He barely did anymore. Nothing he could do about it anyways. You smiled at him and he had to turn his mouth further into his palm to try and stifle his own.

He scoffed at himself and tore his eyes away from you, hyper aware of the heat coming off of his face. His screen skin did a lot to help hide his flushed face, but clearly you still noticed with how you giggled at him. He shot you a playful glare and you stuck your tongue back in revenge.

“Wow.” April seemed flabbergasted. “You’ve got it bad.”

“Shut up,” he said halfheartedly, watching as you turned back around to keep talking to Mikey.

[imauthicktic]

I’m in the works of stuff but need motivation 🤪 might post some of my incorrect quotes too

[daysofmoron]

Leo - 0/10, not only decided to make a pun joke, but also got flustered in the end (lol, JOKING, 10/10 and extra points for blushing)

Raphy - Sweet move…999999999999999/10

[oozedninjas]

Fucking after they thought they lost you.

WARNINGS: NSFW | 18+ | thirtysomething ninja turtles | Drama? |

Leo holds you so tight it hurts. His thrusts are slow and sensual, sweet. Needy in a way that makes your heart ache. It's all soft moans, ragged breaths, and soft kisses ghosting your neck. Don't ever scare him like that again. Don't freakin' dare to leave. You belong here, warm and safe under him.

Raph kisses you as his very life hangs on your breath. Relentlessly bucking his hips, making sure to reach every sweet spot inside that pretty cunt until you're begging him to let you come. He will, so fuking good you'll be a mess when he's done with you, But first, you have to promise never to be that reckless again.

Donatello: What are the odds of a human surviving that? Little to zero, according to his calculations. Yet, here you are. And he’s learned something valuable: his heart is no longer only an internal organ. It's right here, in every breath you take, in the softness of your skin, in the beautiful way you squirm as he keeps abusing your clit. Fuck, he's never going through this again. He'll do better at keeping you safe.

Mikey: The tip of his cock kisses the softest part inside you as he keeps your legs wide open, rubbing his lower half over your clit as he moves. It feels so fucking good you don't care if you're drooling. Mikey bites your shoulder, squeezing his eyes shut as he focuses on the warmth of your walls sucking him deeper, needier—

"I'm close- "

"I know, I can feel it. Let go, angel— come for me,"

All the worries are drowned right there. You're here. You're his, you'll never be at such a risk again, it's a promise.

[tmntfixationxreader]

Y/n: Would you love me if I was a beach ball?

Donnie: We both know how I feel about beach balls... So no.

*****

Y/n hours later: *sighs loudly*

Mikey: What's wrong, Y/n?

Y/n: Donnie says he doesn't love me...

Donnie, yelling from his laboratory: AS A BEACH BALL!!

[bingobongocheerio]

Donnie: [About Leo] I'm afraid he may never wake up from his coma.

(Y/N): On his will, it says he's left all his updog to you.

Donnie: What is updog?

(Y/N): I don't know.

Leo: [His body starts convulsing]

[chiscribbs]

I had an idea for a one-off Rise episode plot and just wanted to quickly sketch up some visuals for it.

The plot goes as follows: Donnie attempts to invent a cloning machine and, due to some kind of science-y mishap, ends up cloning himself...a lot. But there's a catch to this - the clones aren't exact copies of Donnie, they each possess just ONE of the various facets of his personality (i.e. brainy, broody, sarcastic, passionate, dramatic, mischievous, etc.) and a small portion of his mystic powers. Don tries his darnedest to keep the whole situation under wraps while he searches for a way to fix it, but some of the more rambunctious Donnies quickly escape and begin stirring up trouble in the Lair, so it doesn't stay a secret for very long. To make matters worse - the real Donnie starts to slowly disappear (something having to do with his existence being divided among the Donnies or blahblahblah fake science explanation). So, while he and the scientist Donnies continue to look for a way to reverse the cloning effect, his brothers and Co. set to work gathering up all the other Donnies so they can put them back where they belong and keep Donnie Prime™ from vanishing.

Hilarity, wholesomeness (and some mild angst) ensues.

(Note: I meant to include April in that second-to-last image, but ran out of room. Just know that she, Splinter, and probably Casey Jr. are all there, as well.)

[unacknowledgeable]

Yan!batfam x Reader x TMNT (can you tell what I’ve just watched?)

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I'm not really sure what this is i wanted a lil break from the overwhelming angst from my SK!Reader series, kinda just plot points for this idea that I wanna lay out and explore later more in depth, mostly based of 2018, loosely based off the 2012 Turts, the turtles aren't yandere in this, it’s just the general protectiveness of their family lol :p 

The typical neglected batsibling lol, shows up to the manor at age 5, after the disappearance of your mother, 2 years after Bruce adopted dick

Alfred had really put his foot down on you knowing about bruce's “nightly excursions”, citing the different backgrounds and skill sets as to why Dick was allowed and you weren't even told

So, there's already distance, such a huge secret and constant dangerous activities

Someone who didn't have that drive for justice, and two who needed it like air

That, and that bruce didn't really know how to deal with not just some kid, but his kid that wasn't really supposed to exist at all

You were a complete accident, bruce didn't even remember who your mother was without digging into decades old news articles of his past relationships, years after you had already left the manor

On a lighter note, you meet the turtles pretty early on, which definitely saved you in the long run, despite the rocky start

Three years after arriving at the manor, at the age of 8, you run into the turtles while playing (unsupervised, mind you) by gotham harbor

You heard them in one of the sewer drainage pipes, and after some talking, you asked them to play (you didn't actually expect them to say yes, no one ever did)

They were hesitant, they can't just show themselves willy nilly! They got so lucky with April, but that was April, who saw them first and had to ask questions later

But you had asked questions first, so you’ll get to see them later 

You saw their silent hesitation, and at the risk of looking desperate because you were  you offered to blindfold yourself, so you wouldn't see (don't ever do this, y/n’s dumb and 8)

And they agreed! They actually agreed! You’d been so excited! So excited you barely noticed just how many times you fallen, because the boys played a little rough but you were determined to keep up

So when the time came when you had to leave, you were covered in bruises and mud

Alfred wasn't exactly pleased, but you were smiling and happy, so he wouldn't look a gift horse on the mouth

After that you kept going back, day after day, to play by the waters edge, with people you couldn't see but saw you, instead of staying cooped up in the manor, where you saw everyone and were seen be none

Of course, being batman's kid, you were able to deduce that these kids where some type of mutants, you can only get get knocked over so many time before realizing what you're running into is a hard shell and the hands helping you up only having 3 fingers

So eventually, you find out just exactly what they look like, what kinds of turtles they are etc

This totally doesn't spark a near life long love of turtles, leading you to decorate your entire childhood room with the reptiles, nope no way

You meet April later, since she lives a lot further than the turtles do, and while you could get away with sneaking off to the harbor for 1-2 hours just fine, it was a bit difficult finding a time lapse of time long enough before Alfred grew wary of where you ran off too

The turtles think your dad is some kind of bat mutant or vampire, because you talked about overhearing Barbra and Dick talking about bruce being this “batman” once

No they don't realize they were talking about THE batman until they are way older lol

Otherwise they don't really think anything of it bc their dads a rat like, it’s normal for them

Reader definitely is like, super buff in this bc you've been roughhousing with 4 mutant superhuman turtles since childhood, OF COURSE your gonna be buff

Plus your older than them so losing is just a non option for you, your far too competitive for that

You bring Donnie whatever gadgets you can from the house for him to take apart and use

You’ll bring Mikey spray paints and tag the abandoned theme parks together

You get Raph high quality bedding to stop his spikes from ripping them

You taught Leo how to play chess, and you have a running score on whose won, going back yeaaars

You and April end up going to the same school, (you begged Alfred a lot) so you had a pretty active social life outside the manor and you help her with her job searches a lot

I can't decide if I want Gotham and New York to be sister cities, or just treating them as the same place, I'm still figuring that out lol. I just find the hijinxs of the turtles vs. the angst of the batfamily to be so funny and the worms agreed sooo.

~Masterlist~

[mrabubu]

this ask took some time to make, but, yeah

[dood-itsradical]

I legit refuse to use "y/n" anymore. Y/n felt like a bitch. It girl ahh man stfu. Instead I just use "name". Bc ppl mostly put their ocs' name on it instead of their actual name anyway which makes a lot more sense. (No hate on those who used the term or put their name in the fic).

[mishka-o]

Some silly sketches with my self insert <3🧡

(Raph would def use you as a spare weight)