#yorshie fanfic

[yorshie]

APPY SLICES

Bayverse turtles x fem reader

Turtle fluff, kinda petty jealousy, nothing sexual

Second Person, no Y/N.

Inspired by a pinterest post I saw about having an office turtle and the punch line was "does the big man want his appy slices?" and it just snowballed from there

Aged up turtles

Your first vacation in a year, and you were stuck with a house guest for part of it.

Well, sort of a house guest.

You stared at the plastic kiddie pool taking up half of the living room, shoved between your TV and the L shaped desk you used as a work space. A sandy colored shell moved slowly around as Romeo explored his temporary digs, the large tortoise taking everything in with long, slow blinks.

“Boy, does your mother owe me one,” You informed him lowly, shaking out tired arms that still ached from carrying the large cat carrier up the stairwell. “Though, I guess she should be worried you won’t wanna go home on Monday. After all,” you leaned down, watched as Romeo turned those large, multicolored eyes in your direction, “I seem to have a growing collection of turtles.”

He let out a loud huff, the air whistling through his nostrils, and you snorted. “Sorry, tortoise, though I’m pretty sure the rest are turtles.”

He turned back to ignoring you, making slow movement towards the heat lamp you had attached to the back of a stool and swung over a part of his pad earlier per his owner’s instructions.

You hummed, watching him, then glanced over at your phone when it dinged from the couch.

Orange Crush: Hey babycakes, we still good to come get you after patrol? Donnie got ahold of that movie you wanted to see.

Uh oh. You bit at your nail absently, thinking, then typed back:

You guys are welcome to stop by, but I might have put a snag in movie night. I’ve got a house guest I have no idea what to do with.

You hit send, waited a beat, then hit accept before the phone even rang, expecting Leo’s name.

“Everything good?”

You decided not to comment on the speed dial. “Yea, everything’s fine. I’ve just… got a house guest.”

A beat of silence, “are you in danger?”

You frowned, stared across the room at Romeo, then had a light bulb moment as you replayed what was said. “Oh, god, Leo, no I’m fine! This isn’t a ‘help, there’s someone in my apartment’ type of thing.”

“Well that’s good,” he breathed, and you could hear his dry humor creeping in, “Though you almost gave Raph a heart attack just now.”

“Spiders almost give Raph a heart attack,” you deadpanned back. “But seriously, I’m just babysitting a pet for a friend. Um… actually.” You squinted at the tortoise sunning himself. “Don’t- don’t be weird when you guys get here.”

A longer beat of silence. “O-kay.” The word was drawn out. “We’ll be over in ten.” He hung up before you could squawk about cutting their patrol short, and you were left holding the phone comically to your ear.

Romeo chose that moment to let out a questioning chirp, his beak opening and clicking shut.

You turned your attention back to him. “Hm? You hungry, big boy? Let me go get your food.”

You got Romeo his salad, watching with slight amusement as he once again slowly moved toward the plate of offerings next to his sunken water bowl, high pitched chirps coming from him as he started to eat.

A light tap at your window pulled your attention, and you crawled over the couch to unlock the window, letting Leo do the heavy lifting to actually get it open.

“Heeeyyy,” You said, smiling brightly, trying to block the view behind you while leaning against the frame.

Leo rolled his eyes, “hey yourself. You gonna let us in?”

You pursed your lips, looking over the four of them crammed onto the fire escape, Donnie half hanging off the railing as he avoided Raph’s shell. You held up a finger threateningly. “Don’t be weird.”

You heard Raph scoff as you moved to press against the couch cushions, letting them step in over the furniture. “‘Don’t be weird’ she says to the mutant turtles.”

“Uh.” Leo pulled up short, one foot still on the couch, letting Mikey bounce off his shell as he noticed the kiddie pool.

Romeo looked up from the salad, took in the towering turtles staring back, and let out a low grumble that somehow managed to thrum through the room.

“Wow. That’s impressive.” You popped up on the couch, leaned over the arm, watching as the four turtles spread out a little, all still eyeing the kiddie pool.

“Sheesh, that’s nothing, babycakes,” Mikey said over his shoulder as he backed to the side to perch on the couch next to you, baby blues fastened on the tortoise like he’d disappear if he blinked. “That little rumble ain’t got nothing on Raph in the morning.”

“Huh. Really?” You glanced at the red turtle, but he shrugged, moving towards the kitchen counter and the cans of soda you’d set out while waiting for them.

“It ain't nothin special, sweetheart. How long you watchin mr. grumpy pants?”

Leo still hadn’t moved from his spot half on the couch, and with a huff Donnie pushed past him, the only one to take a step closer to the kiddie pool and crouch down to get a closer look.

“I have Romeo until Monday morning.” You tried not to sound too intrigued with what was happening, or not happening, but you probably failed judging by the quick look Raph threw your way, slight smirk curling his mouth as he watched you peer between Romeo and Donnie.

The tortoise had one eye on Donnie and the other on Leo, his head swiveled to the side to keep them both in sight as the ominous grumble sounded once more.

“Oh, goodness.” Donnie chuckled, perched as close to the plastic lip as he could get without touching the tortoise’s turf.

Raph whistled, long and low, as the noise lowered deeper until it was a threatening burr. Romeo snapped his beak at the sudden noise from Raph.

“Ok. What’s happening?” You asked, looking from Mikey to Raph for answers.

Mikey winced, fingers drumming out a fast staccato on his bent knees, so you turned your question to Raph, who simply shrugged.

“Donnie,” you whined, and heard him hum in answer. “What’s with the weirdness?”

“Oh, well, I suppose we’re making him a little uncomfortable.” He supplied, twisting around to address you from over Leo’s hip. Romeo let out an angry hiss, and Donnie swayed back out of sight. “Oops.”

“Now you done it,” Raph joked. “Touched the big man’s pool.”

“So I should have coached him instead of you guys?” You smirked, the notion that the bigger turtles were all being trash talked by Romeo amusing.

“Eh, probably wouldn’t have changed much,” Donnie chirped back at you, pulling another threatening beak snap from Romeo.

Raph chuckled. “Careful, Don. He might think you’re after his girl.”

“Oh so now I’m part of the problem?” You put as much sarcasm into the query as you could, moving to sit up on the couch, swaying into Leo’s space.

“Sure.” Leo answered, finally moving his foot off the couch as you brushed against him. “Bunch of big ugly rivals come into his place, touch his home, chirp at his girl. I’d be pissed too.”

“Would you?” You tried not to sound too amused, hand coming up to press against your mouth at the uptick in Leo’s cheek even as his gaze was kept on the tortoise. “So is he gonna get even more cranky if I leave with his ‘rivals’?”

“I’m sure he’ll live,” Raph pushed away from the counter, snapped his fingers under Donnie’s glasses. “Genius, quit harassing the poor dude. He’s stuck in a pool, we get to go watch a movie with his girl. Don’t rub it in.”

“Pretty sure I’ve known you guys longer than him,” You kicked out at Raph playfully as he passed close, connecting with his thigh and making him sway to avoid the pressure. “Think that makes him the interloper.”

“Ah, ok, I see how it is, you’re our girl. You want us to avenge your honor, teach this creep a lesson?” He jerked his head toward Romeo, grabbing your foot with ease as you went to kick at him again. You let out a quick giggle, jerked your foot away from his grip, leaning towards Mikey for protection as Raph made a grab for your retreating foot again.

“Hey, it’s all good babycakes, I’ll hide you from your loverboy’s rival.” Mikey lifted his arm, flashing the charm as he let you wedge yourself between his shell and the couch, feet tucked in the cushions where the larger brother couldn’t reach.

“We better get going before we rile your house guest up even more,” Leo commented, ignoring the playful banter as he stepped sideways out of Raph’s way. “You have everything you need?”

You hummed, twitching further behind Mikey as you felt the youngest brother’s fingers reach back and ghost your far side. “My bag’s in my room. Obviously, I’m gonna have to come check on Romeo tomorrow, but I think he’ll be ok for the night.”

“Especially if he doesn’t have to deal with us,” Donnie added, straightening and stepping around the pool to head down the short hallway leading to your room.

“Oh, shoot, hold on. Can’t forget.” You popped out from behind Mikey, wildly grabbing onto Leo’s arm to steady yourself as you overcorrected on the couch cushion. His forearm tensed under your hand, giving you something steady to push off of as you headed for the counter.

As you turned around with an apple and a knife, Mikey gasped. “He gets appy slices?”

“Yup, every Friday.” You responded, not looking up as you carefully started cubing the fruit.

“He’s get a treat after being an ass?” Raph sounded incredulous, and you blinked, looking up finally to find all three bigger turtles staring at the apple in your hand.

You took in the various looks of envy and mild offense, and reached behind you for the bag with the rest of the apples. “Do… do you guys want some?”

Donnie rounded the corner at that moment, stopping so hard his shoe squeaked on the floor. “He gets appy slices?”

“O-kay.” You pulled the word out long and slow, conscious that they were tracking you and the dish of apple cubes across the room to the kiddie pool. It had to be your imagination, but Romeo almost looked smug as he hurried over for the treat you set down.

Behind you, Raph made a noise of disgust deep in his throat, and you fought to keep the smile from your face as Mikey echoed the sentiment.

“I promise,” You rose and turned to face them, “I will bring the whole bag and make you guys as many appy slices as you want tonight.”

Raph took the few steps to the kitchen, grabbed the bag of apples, and crossed back over to the couch and window. His brow raised as though daring you to laugh as Mikey opened the glass and hopped out onto the fire escape.

You fought it successfully until Leo purposely bumped into you, a gentle reminder to get moving, and you followed Donnie out into the chilly air, careful as you pulled yourself over the edge of the window.

Donnie offered you a hand, grip cool and firm as he tugged you up the flight of stairs and passed you off to Raph, whose arms you curled into as he picked you up effortlessly.

“Where’s Fearless?” He asked, stepping up to glance back over the edge, and you gripped tighter as the buildings swelled down to meet the street.

Leo stuck his head out of your window as though summoned, taking a moment to close the latch before he scaled up to where the others were waiting. At Raph’s questioning look, he huffed, the lights catching briefly on his teeth.

“Just reminding Romeo down there that he’s only a house guest.”

You blinked, your face going loose with shock, “Leonardo, did you growl at that poor tortoise?”

The only answer you got was a smug smirk, and Mikey’s bright belt of laughter.

Much later, in the lair, you sat slumped in the middle of the couch, fingers sticky as you peeled yet another apple. You didn’t even bother to lean forward as you offered a slice over the edge. You weren’t sure how they knew it was there, the only light coming from the soft jewel tones of the older movie on the big screen, but the slice was always accepted, much larger fingers grazing your palm the only indication. 

You smiled, and cut off another slice.

[desceros]

*cartwheels into your askbox*

Hi des!!! Can I ask you some stuff from the Truth or Dare ask game? Pretty please with Donnie shaped sprinkles on top?

🍓 🥑 🥤 🍬 🔪 ???

If it's too much then just one of your choice. 🤗

Thank you lovely!!!

i was gonna say no but then i heard the sprinkles were donnie shaped and i mean. who can say no to that, am i right

skipping the ones ive already answered:

🥑 ⇢ you accidentally killed somebody, which mutual(s) do you text for help?

@luckycharms1701. close proximity, check. access to a trash truck. check. know them well enough to blackmail into not talking. check. they know me well enough that i dont need to blackmail in the first place bc they know whatever bitch i killed probably had it coming. check.

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

i've loved all of blake's fics i've read, so they're top of the list for me. also literally every single thing @gbao3 posts incinerates my eyebrows clean off my face, gotta-draw-em-back-on-donnie-style levels of gone. @yorshie gets my bayverse itch scratched, and i'm a sucker for @luckycharms1701's mikey (which. hey. bestie. have you considered yandere mikey? no? go fuck myself??? wow ok.). outside of turtle stuff, @prolix-yuy is my dealer for pedro fic (which, i swear to god, im gonna finish commenting on them, im just SO swamped rn im so sorry), and @threadbaresweater hits the jjk/chainmain itch for me... i think those are really the only authors per se that i follow. as for fics, literally anything that i put in my fanfic rec tag or bookmark on ao3 is something i'm like, Hell Yeah.

🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character

rise leo is bisexual, not gay. also everyone knows about it, there's no "omg this bitch gay i knew it," because they're all bisexual too and they all joke about how splinter, who is also bisexual, made all of them like this. except mikey who is demirom/demisexual.

[snackugaki-jestsjapesjokes]

fkkn reminds me to post more tact! doodles I have swimming around in my harddrive

y'know

when I fuckin' find the little shits

Tactical AU

Listen. I have to confess to something.

@donathan I was the Anon that got bit by the tactical bug a little late in the game, asking if it was still cool to write a fic based off your art. I had planned a modest one-shot (which the bones of are still in the fic) when I saw @tmnt-tychou and @snackugaki creating tactical turtle comics and low and behold, the plot train hit me. Now, somehow, my one-shot turned into a whopping 10k part one labour of love that went from sexy turtle time to an excuse to write wartime shenanigans with a whole camp full of characters. I don't know how it happened. I blame M*A*S*H for most of this longing.

This fic is going to live on AO3, but I thought I'd make a link to it on tumblr to give credit where it's due (because this never would have existed without you three, thank you, thank you). This will be the only post about it however, because I absolutely do not want to spam you guys about it.

[yorshie]

Hi yorshie!! This is the fanfic nonnie! I wasn’t able to find it by searching up the fic name on AO3😞 so I decided to google it like you said and (I didn’t find it, BUT!!) I found out that Reddit has a sub for deleted fanfics!! and someone had it!!

So thank you so much for helping me out!! I was legit distraught😭😭 also!! Just so you know, I know for sure if you ever decide to stop writing as well I will also be scrambling to save your works too! I love them too much to just let them go😭🥲

I hope you have a wonderful day!!

-🌱 (I’ll be the plant nonnie!)

Hi Plant Nonnie!

I’m so glad you were able to find the fic you were looking for!

And don’t worry, I have my own “the fanfic got deleted” nightmares and it keeps me from deleting my own work, even the ones I don’t like anymore. I’ve seen some writers laugh at ppl crying over deleted work and that’s just not me, I don’t wanna make anyone feel bad, especially not on purpose.

And if you wanna save my work as a pdf or something, I have no problem with it. as long as you don’t claim it as your own or upload it somewhere else, I don’t care. I myself keep my favorite fanfics on my old kindle.

[yorshie]

Hey Yorshie, I’m upset and crying, I just found out that an author on AO3 named missl0ttie just deleted all their works! Odd question, but Do you happen to have any of them on hand? Or where I could find them? I was absolutely in love with the Raph ones they wrote 😞

Oh nonnie I’m so sorry! I don’t know that writer, I’m sorry for being that IT jerk that says “have you tried turning it off and back on…” but have you checked orphaned works? Tried searching for the fic name and not the author?

If they’re truly deleted idk how to get them back, but I know your pain. It’s always the risk with fanfic that the author may delete everything at a moments notice. I know saying that doesn’t help though.

You might try just googling the name of the fic and a few key terms to see if it’s on fanfiction.net or such. Sometimes work has been cross uploaded somewhere else.

[yorshie]

🌸🐝🏜️☁️🐚🧸?

Hello Nonnie! I'm sorry these sat for a few days, but thank you for sending in an ask!

do you have any pets? If you do, post some pictures of them!

I do not have any pets currently, so sorry! While I will confess I should probably get one to help with anxiety and missing snuggles, I just haven't met a dog or cat that was right for my family yet.

Tag your biggest supporters and say one nice thing about them

My biggest supporters are the Turtle Fam, both my moots and the gremlins in the trash pile. Really, I never thought I'd have people to cheer my writing and tmnt art on, and I'm so thankful (still a little baffled too to be honest) that you guys like my writing this much. I'm not gonna tag all my moots but even if I don't speak directly to them, they're part of the reason (a very big part) I have so much fun creating.

what's your favorite type of comment to receive on your work?

Really any comment, I know different people are comfortable with different things. The fact that there are comments at all fills me with such joy, whether they're in my ask box or on the fic itself

what made you choose your username?

Oh! My username came from a book called The Last Dragon! It's the name of the main character and is one of my favorite books! I still double take when someone calls me Yorsh or Yorshi though lol, because I'm so used to thinking of it in regards to the character Yorshkrunsquarklejolnerstrink (which. fun fact, was my name for like two weeks on here before I switched to the shortened version lol)

do you like or dislike surprises?

Hm irl surprises, no, because I find they are hardly ever good surprises. Surprises in fanfic/stories/games/etc I love them as long as they're carefully thought out and make sense! Doesn't matter if they're good or "bad" surprises lol

whats the fastest way to become your mutual?

Have an active TMNT blog (artist or writer, doesn't matter) lol. I'm a bit slow and I like to let ppl stick around for a little bit before I follow them because I get shy, but yea that's the main type of blog I follow. I have no idea how I got so many mutuals so fast (that is a blatant lie. Thank you Sam) but yeah, I don't usually check out tags but if I see fanfic or art that's how I usually find new people. And I look at everyone that follows me. If I see something cool or just see someone having fun, chances are I'll follow.

thank you for asking!

[yorshie]

🍓🕯️📚 for the ask game please?

Lucky! Of course! I'm sorry this sat for a few days!

how did you get into writing fanfiction? 

hmmmm.... I wrote a Loki/reader oneshot based off of Tom Hiddleston reading this book called.... I think it was The Scarlet Necklace? Yea... it was bad, so so bad. I decided to jump right off the boat and write smut for my first fic. It's still up on AO3. Baby Yorshie wrote that back in the summer after I graduated high school, but I didn't post it for years after when I finally got an AO3 account.

On a scale of 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? Why is that?

I LOVE editing for other people. I get to read their stories early? And they trust me enough/value my opinion enough to let me look over their work? *swoon*. Editing for myself however, the first pass is fine because I usually word vomit and then go back and tweak/add for story purposes, but i DETEST looking over my own work for typos. Ugh. Just reread my last fic and Raph like. churred in three paragraphs one right after the other. What was I thinking? How did the fanfic gods not come down and smite me on the spot?

..... still haven't fixed it. Every time I think about it i hiss out loud.

What's the last thing you wrote down in your notes app?

oooo you've stumbled onto a little bit of my general head canon story ideas here: The little turtle tat the guys have going on is a sort of safe symbol/Donnie's logo that he puts on caches, safe houses and his tech. Sort of like the bat symbol except not in the fucking sky. Raph likes using the kanji symbol of "Family" to mark things out to the baddies on who kicked their asses in case they didn't figure it out while it was happening. Mikey starts leaving a orange Turtle shell around to fuck with his personal enemies.

thank you for asking! <3