#And then Raph and Mikey are over there breaking everything else that he could play with if he wanted to

[imagionationstation]

Okay, yes, if you let 2018Donnie loose in a 2012Kraang base with his brothers, chances are, he will cause immediate chaos.

But have you considered the fact that if you let 2012Donnie loose in the 2012Kraang base without his brothers, it would be far worse.

[chadobi]

Hi!!! I love your fics! I was wondering if you could make one of rottmnt Donnie getting jealous of Leo because he and the reader flirt as a joke a lot. Donnie confesses to reader alone after apologizing for overreacting because he argued with them and Leo over it, abd Reader already really liked Donnie so they kiss him. Is this possible?

OHHH GOD HOW I LOVE THIS IDEA!!! Disaster twins are literally my favorite duo ever

“Not Funny Anymore”

Rise!Donatello x GN!Reader

The banter started like it always did with you leaning against the kitchen counter, Leo pretending to be charming, and Donatello trying very hard not to smash his own tech out of sheer spite.

“Well, well, well,” Leo said, twirling a spoon like a sword, “if it isn’t my favorite civilian heartbreaker.”

You smirked. “Flattery won’t get you out of breaking my charger again, Leo.”

“I thought my attention would be enough to recharge you,” he said with a wink.

You snorted. “Your attention is like a knock-off charger from a gas station. Overheats and never works.”

From the couch, Mikey made a dramatic gasp. “Oooh! BURN!”

Raph grunted with amusement. “You’ve been hanging around Donnie too much.”

You turned toward Donnie’s lab with a grin, expecting him to pop out with one of his typical one-liners. But the doorway was empty.

What you didn’t see - what no one saw - was Donatello, standing just out of sight, jaw clenched, hands tightening around his tablet.

It wasn’t funny anymore.

At first, it had been easy to shrug off. You and Leo flirted all the time. It was playful, harmless, a weirdly specific brand of sarcasm and sass. And besides Donnie told himself he didn’t care.

Except he did. More than he could explain. More than he liked.

You weren’t just some “civilian bestie” to him. You were you the one person outside his family who got him, who listened to his tech rambles, who brought him coffee just the way he liked it (two sugars, one cream, and a splash of vanilla oat milk, thank you very much).

You were also, unfortunately, Leo’s favorite banter partner. And Donnie’s personal torment.

He stormed back into his lab, trying to focus on the new project he’d started a foldable drone concept but the 3D render of the design started to blur.

His stylus jabbed through the wrong layer.

“Ugh!”

The screen glitched. His hands trembled, and before he could stop himself, he slammed his tablet down.

And that’s when Leo walked in.

“Hey, Don,” he said, casually tossing an apple from hand to hand. “You okay? You look… extra purple today.”

“Don’t start with me, Leo.”

Leo blinked. “Whoa. Okay. Bad time?”

Donnie’s fingers twitched. “Actually, yes. Very bad time.”

“You sure? ’Cause from out here it looked like you were just glaring at me like I stole your lab goggles.”

“You might as well have,” Donnie snapped. “You already steal everything else.”

Leo raised an eyebrow. “…What?”

“My time. My workspace. And now apparently- my chance.”

Leo froze. “Chance at what?”

Donnie didn’t answer. Instead, he pushed past him, muttering, “Forget it. I need air.”

But it didn’t stop there.

That Argument Happened Two Hours Later.

You had noticed Donnie avoiding you - no quips, no sarcasm, no side-eye jabs. Just distance. And it made your stomach twist. So you did what any normal person would do.

You cornered him.

“In the middle of calibrating, (Y/N),” he said flatly, adjusting his visor and refusing to look up. “Whatever you want to joke about with Leo can wait.”

You blinked. “What?”

“Isn’t that what you two do? Constant flirting disguised as comedy? Very effective brand, I suppose.”

Ouch.

“Okay,” you said, folding your arms. “What’s your problem, Donnie?”

“My problem is that I don’t like watching people I care about get played like a broken NES cartridge.”

Your stomach dropped.

“So that’s what you think I’m doing?”

Donnie’s eyes flicked to you - furious and hurt, like a computer overheating under pressure.

“You’re always laughing with him, touching his arm, making those stupid jokes and…”

“They’re just jokes,” you said, voice tight. “I do that because it’s fun, not because I…wait. Is that what this is about? You’re jealous?”

He scoffed. “Of course not. That would be completely illogical.”

“You’re the only person I’ve met who says ‘completely illogical’ while clearly being jealous.”

He stood, arms stiff at his sides.

“I’m not jealous. I’m just… frustrated.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s not him I want you laughing with, okay?!”

The room fell silent.

Your heart thudded.

Donnie’s shoulders slumped a little. The drama drained out of his voice, leaving only something soft, brittle, and painfully real.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I overreacted. I just… I’ve had feelings for you. For a long time. And when I see you with him - even if it’s just a joke - it reminds me that I’m not that easy to talk to. I’m not cool or charming or whatever Leo is. I’m just…”

He hesitated.

You stepped forward.

“You’re you, Donnie,” you said gently.

He looked up.

“And for the record? I like you.”

Donnie blinked. “Wait… what?”

You smiled, taking another step closer. “I thought it was obvious. I flirt with Leo because I can’t flirt with you without combusting. You make me nervous.”

A long pause.

Then:

“That,” Donnie said, blinking slowly, “is the most backwards thing I’ve ever heard. And I… adore it.”

You laughed. “You’re such a weirdo.”

“Guilty,” he murmured, still processing. “But… you really like me?”

You nodded.

There was a beat of quiet, and then Donatello reached out-tentative, gentle, ungloved fingertips brushing your wrist.

His hand slid into yours.

Donnie cleared his throat and pushed his goggles up.

“I’d like to formally request a moratorium on all Leo-related flirtation,” he said. “Effective immediately.”

You smirked. “What do I get in return?”

He smirked back, sharp and smug. “Me.”

You raised an eyebrow. “That’s a big offer.”

He leaned in. “And a very exclusive one.”

[alligatorcarapace]

I always think it's interesting how many tropes that 03 Donny flips on it's head when it comes to filling the role as the "smart one", from his softer voice casting to his open empathy, there's many facets of him that breaks the tropes often associated with the role.

But the one that I want to talk about is his developing connection to the spiritual, and how when it comes to things of the esoteric and mystical he kinda ends up with a semi-specialization in it.

Cause I've read long posts about 03 Mikey and 03 Leo about it, and rightly so considering some of the canon events however, Donny-boy here is a bit neglected in this area.

So I want to be the change in the world I want to see and point out that the purple banded turtle does not have a struggle with things like those other two, nor has almost no interaction with such things like Raph does(Which that is a post for another day becuase I do think it says something about his character, most likely unintentionally as Raph got the shaft in the 03 series despite him being so well written in the first 5 seasons).

Because Leo clearly has more foundation in the teachings around it all, but he still struggles with chi-channeling in season 5 despite it all. If I had to shoot in the dark, I'd say it's becuase Leo thrives in outlined environments with clear rules.

Presumably, by the same logic, it's that internal belief that he's breaking the rules when he uses Gunshin that breaks him. Assuming the alluded connection the Tribunal made where chi and belief have a direct connection is true of course.

Mikey, on the other hand has consistency issues I don't see with Donny. He has some wild unexplained and spontaneous moments connected with his luck, from the underground visions, to his moment of chi channeling before his own bragging acted as the key to humbling instantly afterwards. Leading to this dynamic of Mikey being good at chi as long as he doesn't acknowledge it.

Basically he can only do it on accident/instinct and then suffers from performance anxiety the second he realizes it. If we go back to that chi to belief idea, I'd say it's connected to Mikey needing other's validation to help with his self-esteem thus having little actual belief in himself.(Probably doesn't help that my man's clearly a kinesthetic learner and he was sent to the library for his training's foundations. The Tribunal will forever be the greatest examples of how teaching is a skill separate from the skill you trying to teach and you need to be good at both for your students to get anywhere)

Meanwhile to contrast these two, there's an almost background arc and growth in Donny as the show goes on that makes him more and more better at doing and accepting such spiritual and supernatural phenomena.

From his own vision from the underground that drove them down there a second time, to his connecting to Splinter in the astral plane(Which could be read as Splinter's own mastery of the mystical arts, but when combined with everything else shows growth on Donny part), to quickly gaining and consistently maintain his chi channeling after just study in the library, we see Donny having a skill that he slowly works on.

If I had to guess, he most likely started learning after Mikey's underground dreaming and supernatural that sort of busted his own teasing skepticism Donny had during that first trip down under. Meaning this is something he's been looking into and developing long before the tribunal showed up, and as said with the Tricertons, it helped him.

Going back to that shot in the dark thing that accidentally has taken over this post: if Chi=Belief is true, then Donny following his gut feelings a lot such as the curiosity that drive's to seek out answers and see what things do most likely plays a big factor in this. Because we see him with fancy mystical crystals, explore libraries, going through that portal that was drawn up a few weeks ago with an artist he just met, traveling to other dimensions with April via artifact found in her antique shop without telling anyone. Things that make his curiosity have almost a level of recklessness to them, that also displays his thirst for knowledge and quiet confidence in himself.

By the end of the series Donatello is equally into the proved hard sciences, as well as the esoteric unexplainable supernatural and general mystical aspects of his world. Experience with time and dimensional travel, both in a more sci-fi way and in a more magical "the staff was angry" kind of way.

A mutant mystical warrior if you will ;)

So yeah 03 Donny is very interestingly different from a lot of the other Donatello's in that by the end of the series, by a normal person's standards he's very superstitious and spiritual. Of course to Donny he's neither of those things considering the life he's lived and the unexplainable he's seen and craves to understand.

A funny counter to Rise!Donnie who struggles with the very same concepts due to the very same reasons. A very interesting parallel between the two(Meanwhile 2012 Donnie can revive the dead and became a vampire, and 87 Donatello just straight up is an eldritch horror in a way) that would be very interesting to explore.

It's funny how much people like to overstate Rise's characterization differences, but when it comes to Donnie, we've seen glimpses of that madness and bluntness in most of the others. 03 Donny is almost the odd man out. Almost. BatmanVsTmnt(The movie, I have not read the comics) Donatello manages to get those vibes as well, though tbh that entire iteration feels more like 03, outside of their Mikey, which makes me a little giddy with my obvious 03 biases.

So to close 03 Donatello is a gentle soul who's excitement comes from learning to the point of airheaded impulsiveness, and with the life he's lead opened his mind up to the possibilities giving him a more reliably consistent connection to the fantasy side of the show.

This to me makes him very interesting to me as he's more of a day dreamer who spends more time in his head than the lab in comparisons to characters in other media that tends fill the trope of the "smart one" with more cold feeling and emotional issues, most likely as a way to balance out the character's intelligence

[spoopyblues214]

Salveō! Would you be willing to take a writing request for a rise!Donnie x reader? (platonic pls!)

the storyline could be something along the lines of the reader eating one of Mikey’s food at dinner with the turtles and it being a bad texture. (For me, a big one is lumps in smooth substances. Like rice pudding.. *shudder*) Anyway, the reader gets overstimulated and shuts down, Donnie brings ‘em to his “sensory room” in the lab and gives pressurized hugs and back rubs until the reader is comfortable and regulated again.

I’m a sucker for autistic reader fics. There’s not enough of those :(

This seems adorable! I unfortunately don't get to the point of shutting/breaking down from bad food textures (though I do have foods I refuse to eat), but I'll try my best!

The Pudding

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Usually you loved dinner with the turtles. Sure, they could be loud and unruly, but somehow they didn't drain your social battery as much as other people did. Listening to the brothers fighting was entertaining, and they talked so much you didn't have to worry about finding something to say. Usually, you'd say it was one of your favorite activities, trying what Mikey decided to make.

Today, though, that couldn't be further from the truth. Dinner had been fine, one of the best Mikey has ever made, but you could feel the color drain from your face as he revealed a bowl for dessert. A lumpy pudding that you just knew you wouldn't like. You would have passed, but Mikey used his puppy dog eyes, and said something about it being something new he tried out. That's how you ended up with a small serving on your plate.

Raph and Leo ate most of it, saying the pudding tasted great, but for you it wasn't about the taste. Donnie had had some of his own, a smaller serving in comparison to his brothers, and he watched you watch the thing on your plate. Still, you steeled yourself and ate a few spoonfuls, ignoring the urge to gag. That'd be so rude. After maybe four bites you wanted to cry, physically unable to swallow the next spoonful but only feeling worse and worse with the texture just sitting in your mouth.

Suddenly Donnie pulled you up from your seat, walking you from the room just as the other three were about to start a food fight. With a three fingered hand on your back you entered the soft shell's lab, and your confusion got interrupted when a metallic claw offered you an empty garbage bin.

“Spit. I know you still haven't swallowed your last bite.”

Oh yeah.

You spit out the pudding and felt tears gather in your eyes.

Why couldn't you just be normal? Everything was great and you're being a baby over nothing.

The tiny garbage can had been placed elsewhere and you took the last couple steps into a room with low lighting. Brown noise seemed to be playing from hidden speakers around the room. You turned to Donnie, and of course he already had an answer.

“This is my Overstimulation Panic Room. When I get overwhelmed, I come in here and it helps.”

You nod, looking back around the room and wondering what exactly you should do to ride this out. It took a gentle touch to one of your arms for you to notice you were squeezing yourself.

“If you would like I could offer you some pressure in the form of a hug?”

Donnie rarely offered hugs; you found it very kind he'd do so just for your own little meltdown. With another nod he wrapped you in a hug and squeezed, his chin on your head. You could guess he was using those same metallic claws to do other things on his phone, but you wouldn't expect anything else. The buzz from the speakers let you focus on things other than your mind, sounding like wind, and the dim purple lighting meant your eyes could take a break from seeing so many colors.

You'd have to thank Donnie later, somehow.

[tmntforeverinmyheart]

In your scarred souls au does lightning ever make any kraang like noises that are left over memories from dimension X? Or anything else really weird that makes Mikey worry about his boy?

Thankyou for the ask🧡

Lightning was not as much of a concern before the age of 3. His “problems” seemed to be typical baby behaviours. Lightning was what you would call a Velcro baby. He constantly wanted to be held or close to his papa or other family members.

Like all their children, Lightning was prone to nightmares, his nightmares were more flashes, disconnected memories of his time in Dimension X. Mikey found that Lightning needed to sleep with or close to him to feel safe enough to fall asleep again.

He was definitely the most “feral” of the children, he was a quadruped until 2 years old when he started walking. But he still slips into walking on all fours for many activities.

What made Mikey really worry was his reaction to their pink pillows. Mikey walked into the lounge room and found his 4 year old son snarling and tearing apart the pillows, it was a shock indeed. They decided as a group to not have anymore pink objects in their house from then on.

another worrisome behaviour that developed later was if Lightning was left alone, he would experience a sort of feral over take like Mikey’s brother Raph with his savage mode. Lightning experienced (according to Donnie) hallucinations, he could not recognize his family’s faces, he attacked anything that made sudden moves, and he made his room like a survival bunker, complete with sustenance in the form of bugs, which is not his normal diet. The only way to break lightning out of this was to 1. Lure him out of the bunker and 2. Lead him to the lounge room where his favourite show would be playing. Once his 3rd eyelid curls back, Mikey will give him a big bear hug to ground him and tell him that “everything is ok” “your safe” “im right here”.

[immedealwithit9855]

How Would BayGuys act when S/O drops off her Exotic Pet for him to Babysit

I went to this Exotic Pet Store the one time and I loved it. Wishing I could take a few of those cuties home. They had turtles too. The guys are exotic. How would they feel if you begged them to babysit yours. To be mindful of those who aren't big on spiders, I won't include a GIF for it. Yes, it's been helping me get over my fear of spiders but that doesn't mean it applies to everyone else.

Michaelangelo

He jumped for joy when you asked him to babysit your pet hedgehog

You didn't even have to beg him

As soon as he seen it's face, he was hooked

You explained what to do, he took everything to account

He enjoyed the task, having fun with the spiky animal

Playing peek a boo, much to Raph's annoyance

Giving it a mini skateboard of it's own

Bathing it, grooming it, playing with it

Your pet liked him so much, it felt safe falling asleep in Mikey's lap

Mikey got used to the prickly parts

He even became protective of it when Raph almost sat on it

When it was time take the little cuties home, Mikey got sad

You reassured him that it's not the last he'll see of the little spikeball

Donatello

At first he was hesitate, given the little thing's eyes nearly matched his own

After giving him a face, he agreed

You had to warn him that your little friend loves cuddles and will jump around

He agreed with the intent on studying the adorable creature

After a day of playing hide and seek, he did studies on the little glider

While on the computer, it snuggled up on his neck

Donnie felt weird at first, then overtime he got comfortable

Even playing a game with the glider that involved tossing it away from him, watching it glide right back

He enjoyed the research and the time he spent with it

It even kissed his snout

He would gently spread its flaps to better understand it's functions

It winked at him, hugging his digit

He would have a good laugh when the little glider would glide smack onto Leonardo's face😂🤣🤣

When you returned to pick up your pet, you were speechless when you found Donnie cuddling it on the couch

Raphael

He had to do a double take

"Ya brought pork down here? And ya want me to what again!!??" He gruffs

You slapped his arm, telling him not to say such things around your bundle of joy

He owed you after breaking your bed, forcing you to buy another one😳😳

Needless to say, you basically guilted him into it

Leo and Donnie just shook their heads, while Mikey was having a field day teasing Raph

After 2 days of chasing the hog all over the lair, he's was just about to give up when the thing did something beneficial

Pigs eat anything, including garbage

So when he caught the pig eating food outta the trash, he formed an idea

Letting the pig eat all their wasted food and clean up around the lair

You did say to make sure it was well fed, so he was making good on that task

He kinda got attached to it, letting it sleep in his bed

He even used the pig as an extra weight during his workouts

When you came back, he was disappointed

"Yer gonna bring back my garbage disposal, right?"

Leonardo

"Shell No! Absolutely not!" He rants

You had to remind him it was just for 3 days and you'll be back before he knew

The task was easy, it's just the fact that it had to be a jumping spider

You explained it was harmless, more cuddly than dangerous

He loves you dearly, but cannot believe there's spiders out there that are 'cuddly'

He took one look and twitched

He immediately had Donnie do studies on the spider, what species, and what to feed them

Thankfully, it was non-venomous and are considered cool pets for some people

He sighed, giving you his word that the thing will at least still be alive when you return

For the most part, he just looked in on it to make sure it was out and about

Raph and Mikey wanted nothing to do with it, given that it is a jumping spider

Leo would give it dinner, some water droplets, and go about his day

He looked at the thing again, it looked back and tilted it's head at him!

He began to think he was acting ridiculous and decided to take a chance

He is Fearless, ain't he?

When you returned to get your eight legged friend, you were shocked to see the enclosure empty

You panicked

Then Leonardo came out, holding your friend in his palm as it wiped it's face

Your jaw dropped

"It's actually kinda cute." He admits

Then it poops on his hand😆😂🤣

[evenmoreofadisaster]

The recent chapter was amazing one v two was so good, ugh and the ending 😂, wondering through, I know you mentioned how complicated their relationship is, but does two feel anything about doing that to one? Or is somewhat numbed to it all? Like it’s necessary ect, if that made sense… love the art and fic so much 🤗

I am so glad you asked. I'm going to take so long to get to the point.

Spoilers for EMD smart lair:

When Two first threatens One with shutting off his EPCVI he's furious and desperate because from where he stands, if he doesn't do something drastic, both their lives are over: "'Nothing I do is without a reason! Nothing!'" / “'They are our last chance to finally fix Alpha 9! Without them we are nothing!'”

Throughout season one, no matter what Two says or does One never listens to him and always sticks to his own agenda. This is a magnification of how in Rise (especially the movie) Leo tends to focus on only doing things his way and not wanting/needing any or much help. On top of that, Somni and I were just talking about how a lot of One and Two's fights are about power plays against each other. We've talked a bit about the complications in their relationship stemming from the power imbalance and lack of respect between them (mostly for Two). So their fights are a bit repetitive since it all comes back to the same problem, manifested and brought to the surface by One's agenda, but the stakes are raised each time until the breaking point in Smart Lair when One acts on his plans.

So making that first threat in SL was a trump card for Two and absolutely a last resort. We joke that Two could get revenge by turning One's heart off whenever he gets even slightly ticked off but really, jokes aside, it's important to keep in mind that deactivating One is the worst case scenario if One is really out of control. Two doesn't really gain anything by shutting One off except for maybe more spotlight for himself (but given his and Draxum's relationship that's a very small opportunity for Two, and we see in Smart Lair that Two gets in trouble for threatening to use the protocol without permission), so the reveal of the off switch and Two's threat that he can use it at any moment shows how desperate Two is in Smart Lair. He's tried everything to get One to stop but he just keeps pushing, so Two has to threaten him with the deactivation. "'I can change my mind if you don’t step. Back. In. Line.'”

That being said, using it once could set a precedent for future crises

anyway.

When they go back with Draxum, Two's already tattled on One for his insubordination because, above almost all else, Two prioritizes the mission since it is quite literally his life's purpose. Like in Bug Busters, he's trying to put One at fault, only now he has a clearer idea of how and why he's failing, and it's undoubtedly One's fault. And this time Draxum sees for himself that One really wasn't planning on helping out at all, which is grounds for deactivation. "'You've become a nuisance.'" If One won't follow orders he's a liability for Draxum, so Draxum orders Two to shut him off. Two complies because A. it's a direct order, and B. it's the logical solution to the problem. It's protocol. As for what he's feeling... probably nothing. Logically, Two knows that One isn't dead, he's off. It's a temporary, controlled state, one that he can monitor himself, so there's no real loss. (One definitely and understandably doesn't see it that way). I think in that moment, if anything, it takes a bit of pressure off Two because the threat has been neutralized. However, both One and Two think that once Draxum takes them off the project they're done for good. So he's also detached because without One, the leader, it's unclear exactly what will happen to Alpha 9. Two knows that Raph and Mikey don't want to be there and have none of the right training. So for him it's a kind of uncertain moment. Two's position is definitely not secure without One and after ratting on his officer and acting pretty extremely, and we see the consequences of that just a second after One's neutralized. But again, to him, the order against One makes sense. They are experiments meant to follow orders. If they fail to do so, they are no longer useful, and thus disposed of. Two was just following orders and standard protocol.

From the audience's perspective though, it's pretty messed up. Two likely won't really realize what he did to One until after he unlearns the mentality that they are more subjects than people, and that he has power over mortality (the "there's nothing I can't fix" mentality is a huge part of how he rationalizes the risks he takes).

Sorry for the long response I just love talking about these two and a lot of what we put into the chapters is very behind the scenes or in between the lines

Glad you liked the chapter! It got pretty intense but we really like to push conflicts and see where it goes :)

[shreddeddescent]

(Why Don't They Leave New York Guy Again)

It's fascinating to hear that NYC is both bigger and smaller than it seems. I know it's a big metropolitian area and a certain degree of the bigness is the verticality of it all, but the vibe I always got was that between 24 hour subways and trains, if you know what you're doing it's not that hard to traverse and get around from one end to the other.

And the Bronx is a very fitting place to put the Turtles. After all, Bronx block parties in the late 70s were where hip-hop got it's start, just DJs looping funk and R&B drum breaks over and over to make beats that MCs would rap over, then the Sugarhill Gang made Rapper's Delight and it turned into the phenomenom we know.

Which is a good segue into a 'fluffier' question: What are the boy's music tastes?

(Obviously your word is gospel but I've always felt like there should be a Leo who covers the indie rock side of NYC. TMNT loves rap, after all, and lord knows that any version that can afford to licence it will do so, but I think it would be interesting to have a turtle into the Strokes/Yeah Yeah Yeahs sort of scene.)

Oh it totally is a place you can get around if you know what you're doing, it's just also a place full of SO MANY PEOPLE!!! So people in general just mind their business. See something weird on the street??? WELL YEAH! You're in New York! You can disappear into a crowd kinda thing.

WELL! Ugh. I'm so not a music person bare with me lmfao

There's an important point to be made in how inspired the TMNT franchise is by hip hop and rap? Because fundamentally they come from an underground comic book, so they kinda OOZE (lol) that underground scene. Counter culture type thing. They've taken a lot of inspiration from black culture over the years, so I'd be hesitant to ever fully pull them away from that? I think it's important to who they are in culture as a whole.

But if I have to think about my guys I think I just have to throw things out there with the caveat that I'm not a music guy at all... like im musically stupid. You could name a very popular classic song and ill be like 'i dont know what that is' but if you played it id be like 'oh no duh yeah thats a song ive heard'. but im just....... i dont know how else to word it outside of saying im not a music person i dont listen to much

the main thing I have to say is OBVIOUSLY Raph loves Queen, it was the first band he ever heard when April played music for them when they escaped. I think if he ever has choice that's all he plays, it soothes him. However I'm so of the mind he's also a Chappell Roan fan... Because he's got complicated ass sapphic feelings and Casual specifically he could scream cry along to [Also if we're in the world with Ell?? She's huge to them both they LOOOOOVE singing along to her together it's corny as hell ashjkdjh]

Donnie I think probably has the most interesting music tastes. He's always listening to music. He's probably a snob about it. Hates pop type shit. I wanna say he probably loves techno because..... It's Donnie? But I think Donnie's into music I've never even heard of. Weird stuff. Anything he can play loud enough to ignore everything else to. I'm really not sure what kind of genre that implies ashdjlk

Mikey I wanna give the hip hop / rap to. Because it's Mikey and like I said it feels really hard to divorce tmnt from that culturally, and you know. MC Mikey is still an icon.

Leo... man he's annoying probably loves pop, anything current that plays in a mall..... no he but he totally says that to annoy the shit out of Donnie. But [plays music you just said] I think I could see that being Leo's taste? Indie rock? Yeah. That could fit.

I'm so shit w music im.... im such a showtunes guy. most music i listen to comes from something. i need songs to be a narrative in my head and i cant listen to music while im trying to do anything else im really sorry asjkhdjkhafjk

[alwerakoo]

Pigment (Chapter 2)

Rise of the TMNT Post season 2, farmhouse arc Chapter 2 of a longer fic; THIS IS PART OF A SERIES - might be confusing to read without context

AO3 --- “You know we're not preparing for the apocalypse, right?” Donnie asks.

He’s sitting on Leo’s bed, his legs pulled up to his chest, because 'damn, Leo, do you ever clean this floor?'. Raph could give him an answer to that, but he's pretty sure Donnie doesn't want to hear it.

Their brother snorts quietly, not looking away from the quite impressive jigsaw puzzle he constructed out of his clothes, books, and other junk he’s managed to cram into his suitcase.

“Have you heard of being prepared for any eventuality?” He raises a hand, shaking the colorful cardboard box he's holding onto. “What if I want a slushie in the middle of the night? There’s no 7/11 in the middle of nowhere.”

“Is that my slushie cup?”

Mikey's standing on Leo’s bed, on the tips of his toes, his hands outstretched to touch the posters hanging on the ceiling. He's been hazy and distant the whole morning, and the fact that he hadn't completely shut himself off from the conversation comes as a pleasant surprise.

Leo glances at his own hand, at his younger brother, eventually shrugging.

“It's mine now. I licked it.”

“You are so weird.” Donnie grimaces, crossing his arms over his chest.

Besides the rather nasty expression on his face, he looks carefully put together, just like he always does; the travel bag on his side zipped up tightly. Their brothers visit The Lair so rarely, that his presence in Leo's messy room seems almost unnatural.

Sometimes, Raph feels his life split in half. Into some metaphorical 'before' and 'after' that divide his brothers and The Lair with thick lines.

It used to bring him some odd sort of comfort; like he managed to fit together pieces from two different puzzles, and like it was something to be proud of.

Now, he just feels them breaking apart in his grip.

Donnie glances his way, his brows drawn together, and it's only then that Raph realizes he's been staring at him for far too long.

“You're awfully quiet today,” his brother notes when Raph looks away.

He supposes he should agree. He's in a peculiar mood – not that the past week has been anything but peculiar moods.

“I have nothing to say about Leo's slushie,” Raph hums.

Donnie smiles, briefly and quickly, like some unwelcomed reflex, but his face quickly falls into a distinctly worried expression.

He's been worrying endlessly the whole week, enough for all four of them.

There are thoughts, memories, events playing out in Raph's head that he pushes away, as far as he can. It's an old instinct; self-preservation, from when even his darkest thoughts didn't seem half as important as the current moment in reality, and the weight of responsibility on his shoulders.

Donnie clearly doesn't seem to follow the same route. Sometimes, Raph fears it will eat him alive.

“Hey,” Mikey says, suddenly. For a second, Raph's grateful for the change of subject. It doesn't last long. “Is your dad coming?”

In the next moment, two things happen.

One: Leo freezes, one hand clenched around the edge of his suitcase, his knuckles pale.

And two: Raph forgets how to breathe.

And it's no wonder, really. His whole week was filled with emotions that seemed to swallow him whole, and memories that burned into the back of his brain, and he's forgotten more important things under gentler circumstances before.

That first day (evening, night, and morning – in that order) was spent in the hospital, which was one of the best and worst things that had ever happened to him.

The best: because they pumped him with enough drugs to kill a horse, and it was the first thing that finally made him be able to feel anything other than the ache in his bones.

And the worst: because of everything else.

He didn't like the smell of hospitals, he didn't like the muffled beeps and hums of the machines, he didn't like what they reminded him of. The feelings they stirred in him.

He didn't sleep that night, staring at the lines running along the ceiling, the scratches in the paint, and the cracks in the cement.

He knows Donnie didn't sleep either. He could feel that restlessness, his uncertainty, from across the room.

“Are you okay?” He asked, trying to keep his voice as quiet as possible.

Donnie didn't answer, his back turned to him. But there was a sudden pang in Raph's chest, a tug that reminded him of younger brothers tugging at the sleeves of his hoodie, and he felt his heart ache.

That, too, was something entirely new.

He could feel it in his chest, curled tightly around his ribs, echoing. When he rested a hand on his chest, he could almost feel it buzzing, humming like a swarm of bees, brushing against his bones like an animal, starved for attention.

Ninpō – or so they assumed.

In all of it – in all the adrenaline, the gaining and losing of family, and so much fear – neither of them could find a reason enough to refuse when Draxum (with gentle but firm medical advice) decided that they should spend the next few weeks away from the pollution and noise of the city.

The idea clearly breathed some sort of new life into Donnie and Mikey, and the enthusiasm in their planning seemed almost contagious.

Raph's certain that Usagi would follow Leo and their brothers absolutely anywhere, to the point that his presence was never even questioned. Same with April's – in all the few, spare moments of freedom she got from her newly traumatized, half-scared-to-death parents.

In all the planning, packing, all the commotion and giddiness, Raph had somehow managed to completely overlook this one, painfully important issue.

“Oh,” Mikey says, breaking the sudden silence. “I think I ruined the vibe.”

“I don't want him there,” Donnie huffs, sitting up. “And our dad doesn't either.”

“You didn't even ask...” Mikey says, but quietly, like he has already accepted the fact that his proposal will be dismissed and isn't even sure why he's still bothering with it.

Mikey has no stakes in the complicated game that is ''Raph, Leo, and their father'', and sometimes, Raph feels like he's trying to play all possible fronts at once.

“That's...” Leo glances at the bed but falls silent again, clearly hesitant.

After a moment, he turns, looking back at Raph.

Leo's independent to a fault, always pushing his own ideas, and it's been a long time since Raph had last seen him like this. But it's all over his face now, that specific look, full of blind trust and helplessness, waiting for his older brother to steer him in the right direction.

Leo's stubborn with every bone in his body, loyal like a dog.

Raph can almost feel the words on the tip of his tongue, right behind his teeth.

It would feel good, maybe. Cathartic, in a way, if only for a moment.

He's spent a lifetime loving the idea of his father, and he's spending another hating a memory.

Leo's face is fragile, like he's not even sure what he's asking for, and for him, Raph would give up the world.

Just not this.

“That's fine. Leo can always open a portal.”

There's a certain look that passes over Leo's face, something soft but unreadable. His eyes never lie, but it's not always that Raph can fully understand what they're saying.

Leo nods, his shoulders tense.

Donnie sighs, head leaning against the wall.

“Good.”

***

The Farmhouse (with a capital 'T' and capital 'F) is an old thing.

It's all dark wood and crooked roofs, wraparound porch with cracked floorboards; currently in the process of being swallowed by the miles and miles of overgrown grass, trees, and not much else, besides a tall barn, lingering to the side, just at the edge of the forest.

He stands there for a moment while his brothers throw their bags and suitcases, and whatever else they got an armful of through the portal.

He raises a hand to shield his eyes from the sun, neck tilted. It's not a particularly tall house, but it sits on a small hill, cut off by something that might've once been a road. Raph doubts it ever saw any form of a vehicle that didn't involve a horse.

“Oh, fuck yeah.”

Leo stands next to him, sword still in hand. He's buzzing with energy, the skin of his arms raised in goosebumps.

There's a specific sort of uncertainty that comes with using their powers now; like they might blow a fuse if they do – burn out from the inside if they don't. Raph can feel it himself, his body humming with newfound strength.

He feels something press on his ribs.

He decides to ignore it.

Leo squints in the sun, following his gaze.

“This is dope. How come you've never taken us here before?”

That last part is directed at Donnie, currently pushing some of the luggage aside with his foot rather uncarefully. His eyes are white, and he stares ahead, unbothered by the sun.

“I don't know. I'm not really a countryside type of guy on a good day,” he hums. “Are you?”

“Hell no.” Leo fumbles with the pockets of his hoodie. “Is there signal here?”

There isn't, but judging by Donnie's expression, it's already a 'work in progress'.

Raph wants to say that out of Donnie's sixteen years of living, he's spent at least the first fourteen without a phone, so really, he'll survive a few more days without it. And then he does, and Donnie bickers with him about it while their family maneuvers around them, slowly filling the hallway with more and more bags.

It's good. It's something normal.

The Farmhouse seems bigger on the inside, somehow.

It's all one long corridor, decorated with doors upon doors, and the closed space makes him feel vaguely strange. The Lair was always nothing but open frames and too little privacy, their brothers' home never seemed to quite shake off that distinct ''mad scientist'' look, and it's not often that Raph gets to be inside a real, proper blueprint of a house.

He's not sure if he likes it.

There's a certain feel to everything, aged with disuse but impeccably clean, like a place that was once bustling with life and love, left to linger alone for far too long.

Donnie must notice the way he runs his fingers over the small table next to the front door, because he says:

“We cleaned it up a bit.”

Raph blinks a little, looks down at his hand, then shakes it to wipe the nonexistent dust off.

“Didn't have to. You know our standards.”

He takes the first bedroom he spots, with two beds tucked away at opposite walls.

It has 'Donnie' written it all over it, almost literally, with vintage looking posters, complex graphs, and an astonishing amount of graph paper pinned to the walls. There's a pile of clothes laid under what he assumes is the wardrobe that gives him a bit of pause.

He looks behind his shoulder to catch Donnie's gaze, tilting his head in a silent question.

His brother frowns, then winces, then frowns once again, and that gets his point across rather accurately.

Raph ends up sharing that room with Donnie, because kicking him out of his own old bedroom feels weirdly cruel and unusual.

And there's also that strange sort of air to his little brother now, something that makes him seem wispy and fragile and makes Raph want to stick to him like a shadow, but that's neither here nor there.

As he should've expected, the very complicated process of choosing a place to sleep didn't go as smoothly for the rest of their family.

Leo and Usagi end up sharing a bunk bed in Mikey's room – an arrangement that seems to satisfy their youngest brother's general need to make Leo's life just a little bit harder, and not much else.

Mikey and Leo sharing a room feels a little too close to a ticking bomb for Raph's liking, but it's not quite yet worth the headache that trying to separate the resident lovebirds would inevitably cause.

He ends up helping Leo drag an extra bed through the portal, nodding along to his exasperated complaints.

“What a nightmare,” he says, pushing the frame closer to the wall. It's effortless, even with Mikey promptly throwing himself onto it, face first. “Just try not to kill each other, alright?”

He directs that last part at their youngest brother, poking his arm to get the point across. Mikey waves a hand in a vague gesture, humming into the pillow.

“I second that,” Usagi yells from his spot on the top bunk.

He's brought Spot along – sitting proudly on top of his bag like the most precious cargo. Raph doesn't remember them talking about it at any point, but it feels obvious in hindsight, and he can't be bothered to even question it.

“No promises,” Leo teases, pulling up his leg to kick at Mikey's shins.

He's been distracted and upset in that special way of his where he'd rather die than show any of it, and Raph can't exactly blame him for any of it, even if he suspects it might have more to do with their father than either of them would like to admit.

Raph feels stretched thin – equally desperate for fresh air and afraid of stepping outside. Restless at home, nervous at an unfamiliar place.

He crosses his fingers, pushing at the thin skin near his nails with a claw, and hopes none of it shows on his face.

***

“If I tell you to clean this room,” Draxum says, leaned against the doorframe, “are you actually going to do it?”

Donnie raises his head, blinking up at him.

They're all piled onto the floor in the middle of his old bedroom, the rug under them a mess of cards, empty soda cans, and stretched-out legs.

Raph's rubbish at cards on a good day, but there was a particular kind of air around Leo when he pulled out the deck from his bag, and it smelled an awful lot like distraction.

Leo must've felt the same, because he's sat across from him now, half-leaning into, half-lying on Usagi's arm, giving Donnie a deeply amused look, and it's only the hard line settled in his shoulders that betrays him. Raph watches him curl his fingers; scratch at the back of the cards in an involuntary reflex.

Donnie looks around the room, silent for a moment, like it's a question he really has to think through.

Raph's bag stands next to the bed, unopened and untouched. As far as he can see, neither of them had done much in terms of unpacking, but he's been a little too busy trying to find some corner to fit himself into to even think about it.

“Probably no,” Donnie says, finally.

It's a common exchange between the two of them; honest to the point it's almost funny.

Raph's never quite sure what's a deliberate choice in parenting on Draxum's part, and what's just the result of who he is as a person. He's not strict but formal, rough around the edges, always leaving room for the sort of independence Raph desperately wishes someone would've taken away from him when he was younger.

His brothers are kind kids at heart, and he can't help feeling that growing up like this would've turned out a whole lot worse if they were anyone else.

But they weren't, and there's a softness to them that only comes from filling up on the kind of love Raph used to starve for, and he supposes he shouldn’t be the one to judge Draxum on this either way.

He'll brag about Leo to anyone willing to listen, but he always feels like the best parts of his brothers are the ones he carved out himself.

Draxum crosses his arms over his chest; taps his fingers against his forearm.

“Right,” he says. Then he raises his head, pointing to the pile of clothes and boxes littering the other side of the room with his chin. “I saw a mouse in there earlier.”

Donnie follows his gaze, cards pressed against his lips in thought.

Then he sighs, tilts his head, and like it's causing him a great deal of pain:

“Whoever cleans that up can keep whatever they want.”

It takes them less than a second.

Raph tilts to the side when Leo pushes at his arm to get past, more out of surprise than anything else. He blinks, looking at the empty spots that his two youngest brothers occupied just moments ago, before he turns his head, just in time to watch Mikey try and fail at tripping Leo.

“Dibs!” Leo moves over Mikey's leg, hands raised in a rather rude gesture.

“Not how dibs work!”

Raph sits there for a moment, more temporarily disoriented than anything else.

“You have clothes at home,” he says weakly.

He's talking to Leo, but both of his brothers raise their heads, already elbows deep in a box.

“I can have more,” Leo says, then turns his head around with an air of finality that quickly lets Raph know he shouldn’t even bother.

“You can get more clothes at home,” he says anyway, too quiet for his brother to hear.

“I think it's more about the principle of the thing with these two,” Usagi says.

“Principle of what?”

“I don't know.” Usagi leans over to pick up Leo's abandoned cards. “The principle of being dicks to each other. Damn it, he was bluffing.”

From the other side of the room, Mikey lets out a sudden cheer. He's standing in front of an open wardrobe, which Raph has a sneaking suspicion isn't exactly what Donnie had in mind, and there's something held out in his hands.

“I've wanted this for ages.” He shuffles in place, unhooking the clasps on his cloak and pushing it aside with his foot in one gesture.

It's a leather jacket, orangey in color and smooth with a fur collar. It looks a few sizes too big, even for Donnie or Leo, and Mikey's drowning in it when he puts it on, but he does in most of his hoodies and shirts.

Raph has to admit it's a pretty thing, in a ''nonchalant-douchebag'' kind of way, and he thinks it looks exactly like the sort of jacket Leo would love. Judging by the souring expression on his brother's face – he's right.

“Are you really fine with them taking your stuff?” Raph turns to Donnie now, face drawn into a frown.

He trusts his brother's judgment, and he knows better than to question most of his decisions, but he also knows touching his things usually comes with a very real threat of losing all fingers.

“I don't really care about those things,” Donnie says. “They've been sitting here for ages.”

“Just so we're clear,” Draxum says, rather suddenly. Sometimes, he talks so little that Raph tends to forget he's even in the same room. “I don't approve of you exploiting your brothers.”

“He's showing entrepreneurship,” Usagi jokes, shuffling a few cards in his hands.

He's been learning some card tricks recently, which Raph suspects has very little to do with his interest in cards, and a lot more to do with his interest in Leo.

“I'm not exploiting, they're just dumb,” Donnie says, like they can't hear him standing just on the other side of the room. But judging by their loud arguing – maybe they can't. “I would've given Mikey that jacket if he asked.” Donnie watches Leo shake out the insides of another box. “But I think Nardo is looking for that special first edition of a Jupiter Jim comic. I told him I had it a while ago, and he's still not over it.”

Raph perks up at that.

“You do?”

Donnie looks over his cards, then at the hands Leo and Mikey left behind.

“No, I lied.” He throws his cards onto the carpet, dusting his hands off. “Also, I win.”

From the other side of the room, Leo gasps suddenly, holding up a box.

“Found the mouse!” He sounds oddly cheerful, both for someone carrying a rodent, and someone who was screaming at his brother just a moment ago.

Mikey laughs, that strange and inappropriate thing, like he's the only person in on some inside joke. Then his face falls, and he looks straight at Donnie, face sharp.

“If you eat it,” he warns. “I'm walking into the forest and never coming back.”

Donnie doesn't.

They let it go at the edge of the forest, and Raph watches it disappear into the underbrush.

The sun is setting, and it paints the trees in that sort of orange hue that seems to stick to everything this far away from the city.

It's pretty and unfamiliar, and he can't help staring at the long shadows forming on the grass.

“I really could walk in there and never come back,” Mikey says, in a way that almost makes it sound like a reasonable suggestion.

“Oh, we'd miss you so much,” Leo teases. “We'd put out a bowl with food, so you'd come back.”

“What about missing posters?” He says it in a mostly lighthearted way, but there's that distracted kind of look on his face, eyes a little far away.

“I don't know.” Leo hums and pretends not to notice. “You're not very photogenic.”

“Hey!” Mikey scoffs at that. “I'll have you know-”

He stops.

He blinks, turning back his head to look at Donnie.

“What did you say?”

Donnie looks up from his phone, blinking.

“What?” There's a genuinely baffled expression on his face; a rare look on him. “I didn't say anything.”

“Oh.” Mikey goes quiet for a moment, his face unreadable. He looks back at the forest. “I look great in photos.”

Above his head, Donnie and Leo share a look.

Raph takes a breath.

They walk back to the house.

[fishsticksloser]

Hihi! I just read your thing called "Welcome Home" with Future Leo and teen!reader (platonic) and i really liked it! I was wondering if you could make a part 2? Fell free to ignore if you don't want to!

Welcome Home

Future!Leo + gn!reader

Warnings: slight angst, Usagi, platonic fluff,

A/N: I think this one is possibly a little more angsty.... Having to use y/n is killing me... I probably won't write another one, I'm kind of happy where it's left. But if you want another one, just ask :)

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"Oh. I ruined a moment, didn't I?"

"Where's Casey?" Leo asks as the 3 on the floor stood up.

"He's at school." Mikey answers.

"He's doing really well." Raph continues.

"You understand this breaks the space-time continuum, right?" Donnie sighs. "There can't be 2 Leos at the same place in the same time. One is annoying enough, but this could break reality."

"Uh... Is anyone going to answer my question?" Young Leo groans. "Who is that?"

The other 3 younger turtles followed his finger and laid eyes in you, finally. They all looked to Old Leo for an answer.

"Y/N, they bandaged me up." Leo smiles. He pulls you closer. "These are my brothers."

"I'm Donatello." Donnie shakes your hand.

"Raphael... Uh, but you can call me Raph." The big red turtle smiled shyly.

"I'm Mikey!" Mikey grinned, pulling you into a hug. "That's for helping him."

"Why is the door still open?" A rat comes into view and they all freeze again. The rat locks eyes on the taller, older blue turtle. "Leonardo?"

"Hi, Pops..." Leo kneels, the rat placed his hands on Leo's face.

"You look so tired..." Worry fills his eyes. "Come, rest. I feel we have a lot to discuss."

Mikey leans over as you enter the lair, telling you the rat's name is Splinter, he's their biological father. How a rat could be biologically related to giant turtle men was beyond you.

"Now tell us." Splinter says, you all sat in the living room, on couches or on the floor. You settled next to Old Leo on one of the couches.

"I..." Leo hesitated, tears once again starting to form. "I'm the only survivor of the Hamato Clan... I am the only survivor in New York..."

No one spoke, seeming to share a moment of silence for those who died in Old Leo's timeline.

"I came here because... I have nothing else." He continued. You see a white bunny man sit next to young Leo.

You see old Leo look at them. Love, longing, but mostly pain filled his eyes. He looked away quickly, like he'd been stung. His prosthetic hand played with something on his left hand. You manage to catch a glimpse at it. A ring, sleek and gold, rested on the outside finger. You realized then, it wasn't just about his brothers or his father. But this rabbit... This rabbit held apart of him, a piece of someone that should never be lost...

"We lost." His voice broke, unable to continue.

"I found him in my backyard last night." You picked up the story, a hand on his shoulder. He smiled at you sadly. "I, uh, patched him up and everything. Then we came here..."

"And you?" Splinter asks.

"M-Me?" You point to yourself, you were just here to make sure Leo got here okay.

"Yeah." Raph shrugs. "You haven't freaked out about a big rat man, 5 giant turtle, or a rabbit guy."

"A lot of weird things happen in New York." You answer.

"What did your family think of you bringing a giant turtle into the house?" Donnie presses.

"I..." You were put on the spot, you didn't want to lie. But telling these giant, somewhat terrifying, turtles that you didn't have a family wasn't how you wanted this to go either. Still, your hesitancy seemed to answer the question. No one spoke, seeming to be in their own minds.

"Sensei!" A boy with black hair stood at the living room entryway.

"Casey!" Leo stood and the boy ran to him. They enveloped each other into a hug. 3 girls stood behind them, confused. "April... Casey... Suntia..."

You felt out of place. You shouldn't be here, this is a private moment. You stood to make a quiet escape. You managed to get back to the main door when you felt a hand on your shoulder.

"Where are you going? Is everything okay?"

"I don't belong here... This a family matter." You look at the turtle. He looked solemn, worried.

"You brought him, you helped him... He needs you as much as you need him." Raph continues. "Come back."

You followed him back to the living room. Old Leo came and stood next to you. "Are you okay?"

"Perfect." You weren't completely lying, the fact that Raphael came to stop you made you feel important, wanted.

"I wanted to say thank you, I don't think I ever said it..." Leo wraps his prosthetic arm around your shoulders.

"It was the least I could do for a strange turtle man." You tease. He grins, squeezing you. You see the rabbit say something to young Leo and they both come over.

"Hi." The rabbit smiles, nervously. "We haven't met, but I'm—"

"Usagi." Old Leo breaths.

"Uh... Yeah..." Usagi's eyebrows drew down, before he began to smile. "I wasn't sure you knew me in the future... I guess you do."

Leo didn't answer, looking at his ring. Young Leo seemed to notice, pulling Usagi away. You pull the other Leo in a different direction.

"You were married to Usagi."

Leo nods, tears falling.

"You lost him... Didn't you..."

"After Raph... Same time as Donnie." He sniffs. You're heart broke. "Donnie was hard enough, losing your twin. But Usagi..."

"Leo, I'm so sorry." You wrap your arms around his torso. He wrapped his around you too. "Why didn't you say anything? You must be in so much pain."

"I thought... I didn't think it would still be this hard... Seeing Usagi and a different version of me have the life Usagi and I wanted... That we fought so hard for..."

"It will always hurt..." You rub his shell. "But you're not alone anymore. I've got you."

[pianocat939]

Could we please get more of the yandere rottmnt with a younger sibling reader?

Sure! I've been kinda laughing for a while now over some random shitposting haha.

Tw: mention of murder, overprotective behaviour, controlling behaviour, crack and fluff

Some Hcs with Yandere Turtles with Younger Sibling MC

(MC is a turtle mutant for those who don't know)

✦Ramona✦

As we all know, he's the mama of the group. That solo mission episode where Mikey got babied at times? Yeah take that but amp it up.

He likes to carry you around just so he knows where you are and what you're doing. He especially does this if you're in the Hidden City.

Works together with Mikey and Donnie to have a nutrition management system. Primarily because he has a habit of spoiling you.

Bedtime at 10. No questions asked.

"No, you are not going to stay up until 3 AM giggling at videos on social media. Now, bed."

Asian kids, you know how your mom/dad just walks in and randomly gives you cut-up fruits? That's him. Gives you a hug when he leaves.

You are not allowed to touch hot foods/containers, let big bro handle it.

✦Le' bottomsworth✦

The spoiler/rule breaker brother ig.

You need to buy/get something but aren't allowed to leave? He has you covered, just say the word and he's sassily homosexual walking over there.

Teaches you sword art when you guys are free. Lets you win before going in for the "kill".

If you can't sleep bcs it's too early/insomnia then he'll know. He teleports or pokes a head through and keeps you company.

"Yeah so um. Do you have any dirt on Donnie? I need something good to attack him with."

You guys break rules together. It pisses both Raph and Donnie.

Texts you memes at 3 AM with 13 emojis alongside.

If you ever speak about a friend he'll get jealous real quick. He'll start interrogating you and makes up his mind to frame them somehow.

He teaches you self-defense yet does everything to ensure he does most of the actual fighting. He's not risking it.

✦Da Hermione Granger but in Purple✦

Builds you a protective shell whether you like it or not. You will wear it at all times other than sleeping. Oh did I mention there's a camera on the back side?

I know siblings aren't supposed to have favorites but Donnie will have a personal beef meter with Leo. (Right? I'm an only child so idk)

"I'm the favorite. Why else would they come to me every day? Leo, you stand nothing against me."

Tries to teach you about his tech, not only because it's his special interest but so he can brag he's the better parental-brother (oh and favorites).

Loves playing video games with you.

If he doesn't like certain media on your phone/devices he'll eliminate them. Including some of the memes Leo sent.

Shares his playlist like it's the last thing on earth to do.

If you like an interest in something and he notices it he'll buy/invent stuff.

✦Mi Left Gripper✦

Aww, it's your twin. Welp time to activate clingy af.

He whines if he isn't in the same room as you, to the point Raph and Leo have to pry him off.

Loves cooking your favorite meals! It's his way of showing that he loves you so much and that everybody else should burn away.

Draws you a lot too. If you're an artist he likes exchanging art styles, portraits, anything really.

Freaks the fuck out if sees even the slightest inconvenience in front of you.

"OMIGOSH! YOU STUBBED YOUR TOE! DONNIE, EMERGENCY CALL!"

Do you like fashion? If so, please exchange outfits with him so he can take the clothing to his secret shrine of his adorable twin!

Will jump on top of you to wake you up.

✦All✦

No leaving the lair without a trusted member of the family.

Friends can only be friends after background checks and approval.

Daily head pats are a must.

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That was really on crack ok. Do you guys like the names I chose? I used all my brain cells for "Mi Left Gripper".

- Celina

[infuriatedleprechaun]

Heya!

I was wondering if you could please write how would the Bayverse boys react to seeing their s/o working on their squats AND they be wearing booty shorts in their color?

I'm excited to read more of your Ostracized series and I'm hella excited to see what ya got.

Take care big sis!

~Mystic

Ahhhhh thanks for the ask mystic!! I'll be more than happy to answer you with some headcannons 🥰

This is gonna be apart of my workout additions too! Great ask!

Gender neutral reader, obviously bayverse boys, as requested. Enjoy mystic and everyone else!

Mikey

Is a boob guy. But ass is ass

And your ass looks AMAZING from the squats

Add the fact you put his color on? Sporting it through your spandex or booty shorts? How could he ignore you??

Dude can't ignore you to begin with! (Nor does he want to)

Doesn't matter the squats you're doing, he will be hypnotized watching you

The bright orang highlighting you is like a beacon to him from the other side of the room. Or even the lair

He'll be playing videogames and it'll be like, a sixth sense. Where is his S/O? He senses they're doing hot person shit.

Goes to look for you.

Finds you in the gym and his mouth will be hanging open and blue eyes wide, then a big grin will break out on his face

Like, Christmas!

If you go fast and make your ass bounce for part of a cardio routine you might make him bounce in excitement.

10/10 will watch your whole routine to make sure he doesn't miss you doing anymore squats

Will slap the hell out of your ass when you're done for the little performance for him.

Yummy babes!

Donnie:

Not a huge gym goer

But when movement of purple catches his eyes

Hell be coming out of his lab, both to look for you and to get some coffee

His head will snap towards you so quickly from the gym area

Will get apologetic if you catch him staring like the adorable nerd he is

But you don't mind, you're flattered since you're his S/O.

If you mess with him by doing some grunts? Maybe some pants?

That big brain of his will go straight to the gutter.

Might take it as a challenge get you to do them again, alone. with him.

His eyes will be all over your body. If you have a bar and are flexing other muscles? That will catch his attention too

If you're sweating he'll watch the sweat drip down your body. Oh god!

But most importantly, he'll readjust his glasses and watch you in those way too sexy purple shorts!

Primal Donnie engaged, the cutie pie

Leo:

May be a little dense at first if you're trying this as a flirting tactic

Will go from watching your form to make sure you're not lifting too much weight

Also make sure youre not being sloppy or too fast to the point you could hurt yourself

But one by one it'll click. He'll see the blue shorts, making him raise a brow ridge at you.

If you can do different variations of squats you'll REALLY get his attention

The leader in blue will watch you do Pistol squats with such grace and balance. But mostly: ass

He likes seeing such control and grace from you.

The fact you take such good care of your body with your workouts and gain skill and agility earns his respect

With such discipline, dedication, and time to turn into a fit goddess does to him is another story.

May need a cold shower after this gym session.

You knew what you were doing wearing his color too. Doesn't matter the shade, he can't help but to get that much more territorial of you.

Raph:

Literal wet dream. Happening in front of him when he's awake

Is ass guy

You're wearing HIS color? That alone is his kink

He'll already be side eyeing you when you come into the gym wearing that

But the second you get to the squat rack he stops everything he's doing to walk over to you and watch.

He wants you to know he's watching you

Has to make sure he isn't dreaming

No matter how many times you've already done this around him.

What are you doing to him??

You aren't going to get away with this, after you're done with your workout? you're HIS for the taking.

And if you're straight up doing leg day it will be SO hard for him to focus on his own routine

Might lose to said urge. But it was you, you did this, you knew EXACTLY what you were doing.

Might be able to lift more weight but might drop it, being so distracted.

Will fight every urge to not start something with you in the gym even. Willing to take that risk

Oh god you turned him into a mess

@mysticboombox @sketch-and-write-lover @thatonerandomsimpinthecorner

[moxfirefly]

So I’ve been working on this for a little while now after a comment @supershiny-raven left on one of my post. I present to you:

How the others find out you and the turtles are dating.

Raphael entered the Lair with you in his arms. His brothers stumbling by him, Leonardo actually tripping.

The gang had gone to drink at Vern’s fancy penthouse, a round of drinks had turned to four and before anybody had common sense he had broken out his fancy wine collection.

That had truly been everyone’s undoing.

Yours as well.

Raphael the tank had pretty much only gotten buzzed, even more so upon seeing your state he figured he needed to somehow get you and everyone else home safe and in one piece.

“Where do we dump Donnie?” April had one of his arms slung over her shoulder while Mikey had his other, they had quickly found out the purple banded terrapin was a fan of wine. “Whatever is flat and comfortable, you think you can manage him and Leo?” Raphael nudged his older brother who had dozed off while resting against the couch.

“Yeah yeah brah, we totally-“ He unceremoniously let his brother fall on the nearest cot, poor April taken along for the ride. “Shit, sorry girly”

Raph shook his head, you groaned stirring awake and tightening your hold on him. Raph was basically carrying you with one arm beneath your rear. Making his way towards his room he gently placed you on his bed and set about the task of removing your shoes. “Hey hey mister, I got a boyfriend” You squinted at the large terrapin at the end of the bed.

“Yeah I heard, lucky guy gets to put ya drunk ass to bed, where’s your makeup bag baby?” He got up when you half hazardously pointed at the dresser.

Pushing yourself up a little on your elbows you watched him gather your face creams and a pack of makeup wipes. He sat back down but next to you and motioned towards his lap. “C’mere, let’s get your face off” You giggled when he manhandled you onto his thigh and took out the wipes. Slowly and in the most excruciatingly loving way Raphael set out to wipe off your makeup. Each stroke removing foundation and eyeshadow, you mumbled something he somehow understood in your inebriated state. “Yeah yeah I got ya kid” With all the careful dexterity he developed over time, he gently removed your eyelashes.

“Somebody has been paying attention” You giggled, feeling the buzz in your body shift into grogginess. Raphael looked inside the bag, adding some cream to your face to hydrate it. He examined his work, a lazy smile as he caressed your face. It felt bizarre he could actually do this, touch a beautiful girl and do something so silly as help them out with their face routine. The two of you had been rather quiet about your relationship, enjoying it all to yourselves.

“Ya were the cutest drunk at that party” He ran his knuckles across your chin, You smiled sleepily lifting up enough to catch his lips in a languid kiss.

The door creaked open and there stood April, her own slightly drunk face breaking out into a sweet smile. The two pairs of eyes that landed on her read ‘get out’ and ‘keep your mouth shut’ slowly April backed up nodding with a giggle.

Then there was a ruckus of what Raphael only assumed was April tripping and Leo drunkly laughing his ass off.

____________

Michelangelo

Oh he was screwed.

So insanely screwed.

How could he misplace something he kept on his person so diligently?

Mikey turned over everything he could in his room, currently he had done just that with the mattress but to no avail.

His phone was missing.

His phone with that very scandalous polaroid you’d taken for him.

Mikey had nearly passed out when you gifted him the picture and to his delight he had stuck the polaroid on the back of his phone in its clear phone case. He kept his phone on him all the time, sure he’d have to be a little sneaky about placing it down but he could manage.

Now though? He was about to have a coronary.

Okay, currently in this disaster there was no trace of it. This meant he’d have to scavenge the living room.

Where his family was.

Mikey swallowed and scurried out with a silent prayer that it would there.

Raphael and Leonardo were currently watching a basketball game. They seemed pretty engrossed and perhaps wouldn’t notice that he was scouring the ends of the earth for his actual girlfriend’s literal boobs. He peaked aglance at the couch, his large brothers had to take up so much space to make it worse.

“What are you looking for?” Came Donnie’s voice from the kitchen. The orange banded turtle froze, he tried giving him a nonchalant shrug. “Just checking how I can give Raph a wedgie ya know” Donnie raised a brow ridge, mug of coffee to his lips.

“I double dare ya numbnuts, the Knicks are down ten points and I’m pissed” Raph grunted as the opposing team landed another shot and Leo sighed exasperated with the outcome. His eldest brother got up thankfully which allowed him to take a look at the that side of the sofa. To his dread but relief there wasn’t anything.

Where the fuck was his phone?!

“Hey snot face, can ya order a pizza?” Raph grumbled as the game seem to worsen, a pizza could fix up his mood. Mikey frozen, mouthing a series of ‘shit shit shit’ as he frantically looked around.

“Oh man that would fix this terrible game, can you order it with extra bacon too?” Leo went straight to the fridge to grab something to drink. “Order some cheesy sticks too will you?” Donnie asked as he poured himself another mug of coffee.

Yes all of this sounded wonderful and his stomach did grumble but

HIS GIRLFRIENDS BOOBS.

Raph had scooted further to grab his own soda from the coffee table and just as he did he saw his phone. Relief washed over him but to his immense dismay and terror, the back of his phone was facing up. Which means the clear case he had was displaying the infamous polaroid he had been gifted.

You had simply asked him one thing.

‘Please don’t let your brothers see my tits’

It all felt slow motion, his eyes going wide, his hand diving to the couch and just as he did, Raph’s quick reflexes kicked in unfortunately and he turned to grab his youngest brothers wrist. “Ya ain’t giving me a wedgie man!!”

Raph’s eyes followed Mikey’s hand and then his eyes bugged out.

“Why are there titties on the sofa?!” Raph made for the phone but only got a face full of pillow cushion. He snatched the phone before it could be grabbed by anybody else. The red banded brute grinned as his brother hugged the phone to his chest. “Advert your gaze you perv!” Mikey all but shrieked.

“I’m not the one walking around with a titty pic as my phone cover” Raph grinned, just to make matters worse Leo and Donnie had gathered.

“Mikey why are you walking around with a random porn pic on your phone cover” Came Donnie’s disapproving tone.

“It’s a polaroid” Was all Raph needed to say.

The silence that fell was brief, then a series of ‘ooh’s’ sounded off and Mikey all but frowned and felt his cheeks heat up.

“No way! That can’t be...” Leo was incredulous. The relationship between Mike and you had remained rather on the down low. It was fun, a little secret away from the world that could stay between the two of you.

“Mikey, are you and y/n a thing?” Donnie asked exactly what the rest wanted to know but Mikey dreaded to answer. He sighed dramatically and tucked his phone into his pocket, shooting Raph a glare as his green eyes followed the motion.

“Listen dudes she made me promise that nobody would see that picture and I’ve already broken that cardinal rule thanks to this jerk face” He frowned at Raph, who in turn rolled his eyes.

“Well maybe keep the picture in your wallet or your room?” Leo sipped his soda with a matter of fact tone.

“Or as a background on your phone cause honestly man” Donnie smiled to himself when Mikey shot him an incredulous look. “Why’d she give you that?” Raph inquired sneakily with a smirk.

“For our three month anniver- AH YOU DICK” Mikey huffed out as Raph began to laugh, it was so easy to trick Mikey when one played their cards right.

____________

Donatello

Investigating could take a toll on anybody, even if by all means you weren’t a detective it still didn’t mean you wouldn’t find yourself researching and investigating crime. It seems to be part of the job description when you befriend four giant crime fighting terrapins.

In away you could help, you did.

Everyone had huddled around the living room, the coffee table littered with pictures, clues and all sorts of pieces of evidence that could possibly lead to the culprit they were trying to catch. You had set down a stack of papers, eyes already screaming for a break. Leo and Casey were at the kitchen talking, Casey had just clocked out and was reporting back what the nights investigations had gathered. Raph and Mikey were checking out the pictures Casey had brought over and Donnie naturally was researching on a laptop he’d placed there.

You had nudged him to come over and join the huddle, and secretly you just wanted him close. The two of you were dating, quietly and unannounced, but in those first few stages of just wanting to be glued to one another it was a little difficult to do said glueing.

On a few occasions with prying eyes preoccupied with their investigating, you had reached over to rub his cheek, his sleepy eyes spoke greatly of how tired he felt. Donnie had been at this already for a while, you’d been there with him along the way.

With a stretch of his arms, Donnie yawned and rolled his neck. The clock on your phone read 3:45am, he was due for a nap at the very least. “Why don’t you lie down, I can keep helping out here” You reached over again and took off his glasses, he smiled tiredly but shook his head. “I’m fine, I can keep going” Despite his entire body language screaming otherwise, Donnie would always soldier on.

By the time another hour passed, people consumed enough Coffee to give themselves an additional pulse (and somebody committed the mistake of giving Mikey said coffee) the investigation had died down. A few walls were hit but a few leads had come from it as well. Everyone was ready to call it a night (or morning).

Casey yawned, twisting his neck to let out a few pops. “Okay who’s staying and who’s coming with me?” By the sounds of April softly snoring against an equally happily snoring Raph, it seemed she would stay. Casey had a few hours of sleep to catch on before heading for his next shift and you had to preoccupy yourself with the same before tackling a night shift at your job. Donnie’s tired eyes expressed how he wanted you to stay over but he knew work was closer to your place.

“I guess I’m carpooling with you” You told Casey, already grabbing your jacket and bag. A quick hug to Leo and Mikey, a bow to a recently awaken Splinter and you were next to Donnie.

He’d been sitting on the kitchen table, arms crossed and looking closer to being k.o’d.

It was the sleep deprivation honestly, on both your behalves.

Because you had spread your arms for a hug and so had he, but your face had met in the middle and before either of your foggy brains could comprehend what was happening you had smooched him.

On the lips.

For about a minute.

Minute and a half honestly.

You both froze, the awake members of the family staring with raised brows. Donnie furrowed his brows, lips pursed in a thin line, you still had your own in a kissing motion.

“Well at least we solved one mystery tonight” Spoke Mikey with a snicker, Leo nudged him.

Donnie sighed by shrugged. “Not exactly how I wanted to announce this so yup, I’m her boyfriend, she’s my girlfriend, please hold all inquires for a later time when I’m actually awake” He pulled you in again for a hug, and another kiss (greedy boy) and instructed Casey to deliver you home safely.

With a blush but albeit happy look on your face you waved everyone off.

___________

Leonardo

Keeping a relationship quiet had never proven to be so difficult. Truthfully it came easier when the circle of people surrounding you was bigger, but a close knit one? Everyone suddenly had the powers of observation up to God level.

But Leo’s ninja skills were God level too and you knew how to keep your trap shut and not sigh like a love struck teenager every second you saw him. So it had gone good, real good for a while. The thrill of maybe sharing an intimate kiss while others we’re around was a sensation you never expected to enjoy. When it was time to leave, Leo would ‘walk you’ home safely and by ‘miracle’ run into a few thugs on his way back.

Because there’s no reason a brisk ten minute walk to your apartment should turn into an hour and a half.

Raph wasn’t buying but cared little to stick his nose into it. Donnie was too busy to bother. Mikey had an idea but decided due to bro code not to voice it.

His father though?

Splinter knows what’s going on because well, he’s Splinter. You live long enough with four giant sons all with their unique personalities and traits, you pick up a thing or two about parenting pretty easily.

And Splinter is a phenomenal parent.

Both Father and Mother to his sons.

So naturally he’s irked that his eldest is sneaking out at odd hours and trying to conceal his return. Because Splinter feels that out of all four, Leo has always been the most open with him. Once Raph hit those pre-pubescent mood swings, Donnie began to teach himself all matter of subjects and Mikey was too busy trying to set a new record of heart attacks to give his father while skateboarding; Leo always remained the same.

Even with all the acolytes Leo has achieved in his ninjutsu training, he still had his hiccups and his father would never spare the opportunity to turn into a teaching moment.

So when Leo had kissed you passionately on his way out of your window, you still in nothing but the skin that he had dedicated a fair amount of time in kissing and bitting. He thought he was being slick, he thought he was going to ninja his way into the Lair, into the showers and straight to his bed.

What he didn’t account for was his father waiting up on him. A mug of hot tea on the kitchen table and hands clasps together in what Leo recognized all to well as ‘Dad Mode’.

He’d been caught with the proverbial hand in the cookie jar. His gear was half hazardously on, mask slipped down around his neck and for Christ sake he was holding a shoe. It was 6:30am and he smelled like a girl, a pretty girl no less. The jig was up, especially when his dad motioned for him to come forth and seat opposite him at the kitchen table.

“Dad I can ex-“ Splinter held up a finger and pushed the mug of tea towards his disheveled eldest son.

“My son, I am not angry” Which was truthful, he wasn’t, in fact he was ecstatic that Leo had found somebody, somebody good and somebody that loved him for he has. Long ago he had accepted the pain that his sons would not find suitable partners and the ache it would come with for them. But here was Leo, nervous and trying to adjust his clothing because he’d been with a woman, a woman he clearly loved.

“I like y/n, she is kind, thoughtful and caring to us” Splinter emphasized each trait with a tap of a long nail on the table. “She should be treated with respect, I hope I have instilled that teaching unto you, a lady is to be respected Leonardo” Leo nodded at his fathers words, he nodded and prayed that the underwear he had stuffed into his pockets wouldn’t magically transport on the table to further humiliate him.

“So please my son, do not lie to me, do not come home late in this state and not expect me to know what has transpired” Dad voice was on, coupled with the sympathetic eyes though, man Splinter was good at this shit.

Leo hung his head, clearly ashamed of his dishonorable doings. “Hai, sensei” Even as an adult being scolded by his father never stopped hurting.

“And please do tell her that there isn’t anything hide, she is welcomed in our home, I would not mind getting to know my future daughter in law a little bit more” Splinter enjoyed the way his son nearly choked on his tea.

“Perhaps I can tell her a few anecdotes of your growing up” He smiled when Leo looked at him with pleading eyes. “I believe I have a few embarrassing ones she will find most delightful” He stood up and placed a hand on his sons broad shoulder. “I’m sorry dad, sorry for sneaking around and not telling you” He was earnest in his words and Splinter bowed his head.

“I know, thank you Leonardo” He walked away, hands behind his back.

Leo sighed and pulled out his phone, shooting you a quick text.

-so my dad wants to formally meet you... as in introduce you as my girlfriend.

It felt nice to hit send on that message.

[chiliiscereal]

Okay, apparently my brain has nothing better to do, so I got a SINGLE prompt for ya. U ready?

...✨Living with the turtles✨

Rottmnt headcanon: living with the turtles

———

-living with the turtles is both fun and... not XD

-lets be really, Mikeys an early bird!

-you simply can’t sleep in past 8 there’s just no way

-Mikey wakes up every morning like it’s Christmas

-“there’s stuff to do today! You can’t be a slug and stay in bed! Move move move!”

-lots of jumping on your bed until you wake up

-usually everyone eating breakfast together is not a thing, as everyone is usually doing their own thing

-but if you cook anything you better be ready for all the turtles to ask for some

-you’re also now the honorary judge for literally every single competition

-need someone to judge who can do the best kick flip?

-you’re their human

-need someone to see who can balance more fridge items on your chin?

-there you are

-lots of working with splinter in that field

-you’re also the one who anyone else goes to for validation

-for some reason you can’t understand, they can never compliment each other’s work

-“hey I need you to look this over, tell me if there’s anything wrong with it, possibly-.”

-“compliment you about your work?”

-“well, if you insist.”

-will drag you to his lab or drag his lab work to you so you can admire it

-doesn’t matter if you’re reading or sleeping

-when he’s ready for you to see it then you’re ready to see it

-“it’s literally 1 am.”

-“come on get up I need you to compliment my work!”

-“alright just stop pulling on me!”

-as for GIVING attention he’s not very good at it

-he’ll try, that’s for sure

-but heaven knows he won’t compliment you to your face

-the only physical affection you receive is if he goes to you first for help

-“I only need you because I need you to hold these wires and you have more fingers than you know what to do with.”

-it’s not just Donnie though.

-it’s Mikey as well

-“look at what I drew!”

-“wow this is awesome! How long did it take?”

-“oh... about an hour?”

-“that’s really good!”

-“really?”

-will even ask you to put it on the fridge

-you give in and get a bulletin board in your room for him to pin all his work

-it’s covered with his drawings by the end of the week

-needs lots and lots of hugs

-randomly jumps on your back for a piggy back ride

-you gotta be ready for him at any given moment or else you’re both gonna end up on the floor

-and who could forget Leo

-not you that’s for sure

-he’s make sure you’d never forget he needed attention

-Leo’s definetely the type of guy to get ready to pull a stunt and dedicate it to you before doing it

-“for Y/n’s honor!”

-“Leo you’re gonna break you’re neck if you do that!”

-“it’s for your honor so it’s okay!”

-jumps out from every corner to scare you

-can never seem to get you to flinch

-this boy’s gonna get you to jump one day though

-don’t be surprised if he walks up next to you and just casually rests his elbow on your head or drapes an arm over your shoulder

-will randomly poke your side just to see you jump

-Raphs no better than his brothers in the attention department

-especially with weight lifting

-“5...6...7 *notices you walk in* 37...38...39...”

-he doesn’t go around giving affection like Leo and Mikey though

-his love language is helping with anything you need, such as as helping you reach a high shelf

-very comfortable just picking you up and moving you out of the way

-doesn’t matter if it’s to get you out of danger or if you’re blocking his way to the pizza that just arrived

-only responsible roommate out of the four

-only one that washes the dishes

-video games all the time

-you can’t live with the turtles without liking video games

-you and Mikey bake and cook all the snacks for video game night

-of course, Leo also has a rivalry with you

-not one like the old rivalry between Leo and Raph in other versions no no

-it’s the playful “hey wanna take me in hockey? I bet I’ll wiiiiinnnn~” or “I’m gonna best you at this and you’re gonna go crying to splinter!”

-winner gets bragging rights

- you also can’t live in the lair without being besties with April

-come on, she’s cool as hell!

-she’s the one you talk to about human problems or just complaining about the turtles in general

-nosey boys

-very very nosey

-there’s no way to have secrets in this lair

-you have a diary?

-expect Leo to go through it in one night

-you read fanfiction or write fanfiction?

-oh Donnies keeping tabs on each chapter

-he’s updated all your tech, he can definetely see what you look up and access it from his computer

-hey, living with them isn’t always going to be sunshine and rainbows

-you’ll always find Mikey in your room admiring any decorations or books

-he’s constantly borrowing your stuff and not asking

-Raph is probably the only one that understands personal space

-...unless it comes to him worrying about you when you leave the lair

-will text you all the time, asking if you’re okay, even if you’re just hanging with a friend or going to the store

-since they always invade your privacy, they always know if you aren’t feeling okay

-the moment you step foot in the lair they’re asking what happened

-and if you try to say there’s nothing wrong oh ho ho ho you’re in for it

-Donnie is pulling up articles, Mikey is bugging you, Leo is trying to activate his face man powers, and Raph is sitting in front of you and asking what’s up

- the only privacy invading they do that you actually enjoy is when you’re in your room at like, midnight, watching a movie

-you’ll be watching peacefully and then Mikey just appears in the doorway

-he’s got blankets and he’s got snacks

-you just wave him over and let him sit on your bed

-then Leo shows up, no offering other than his presence

-don’t bother trying to push him away he’s gonna watch that movie with you and Mikey even if it kills him

-once you three are settled, Donnie shows up with a movie projector so you don’t have to watch on a tiny phone

-he ends up staying, even though he denied that he would

-Raph shows up with pillows for everyone, the only turtle to actually ASK to join

-you can’t say no to the giant teddy bear

-you may have started off by yourself in your dark room but you ended in a giant cuddle puddle with your roommates

-sometimes though you don’t have time to hang out with them

-school

-school happens

-you have to deny them because of homework

-Mikey will help you with flash cards, decorating them so they’re fun and make learning interesting

-Donnie studies with you and probably knows the material better

-he’ll help you so it’ll be over faster

-Raph is simply your company

-he’ll sit quietly in your room and play relaxing music, offering any advice or comments he had

-Leo just tries to convince you to ignore it

-it’ll still be there tomorrow! As of right now, he needs you to watch the skating tournament with him

-once you’ve got everything done you’re immediately dragged into whatever shenanigans they’ve got going on

-you’re also the self appointed camera man, using your phone to capture every harebrained plan AND failure

-living with them isn’t always sunshine and rainbows, but it sure is never boring

Sorry this is all I got!

If anyone has any headcanon or oneshot requests send em my way!

[optimist-pine]

It's Complicated: Part 4 || Leonardo

Pairing: 2012 Leo x Reader

Word Count: 1,791

Warnings: Mature themes throughout

Leo watched as you held your hand out towards him, gesturing to his own. He reached his hand toward yours and you placed yours lightly on top. Touching his own but just barely, you traced the lines of his palm, and when he looked into your eyes they were focused, but with each movement, you seemed to relax a little more. He let out a shaky sigh and realized that you were having the same effect on him too.

Maybe things will be alright.

Nothing but silence and your fingers moving across his. He focused on them and nothing else. Not what had happened, or what was going to transpire because of it. Just you. You and how you had just begun to hum. And now he closed his eyes, and the heel of your palm rested in his and your fingers only traced lazy circles on his skin. They seemed to ignite something in him. Something bright and burning and not at all like heaviness that had surrounded him when he first sat down. This was a little buzzing pricking feeling that seemed to travel all the way up his arm and into his heart.

Maybe his head knew that everything wasn't alright, but you could've fooled his heart.

---

You worry about Leo. Of course, you've always worried about him. He carries the weight of the world on his shoulders, and because of that, he pushes people away. But right here? Even after what's happened he's not pushing you away. He's letting you hold onto him. If he had pushed you away... You don't even want to think about it. Instead, you choose not to take anything he gives you for granted.

There the two of you are when the others come inside, ready for dinner. The noise of the door banging open followed by multiple loud conversations occurring at once startles you and on reflex, you pull your hand away more quickly than you would've liked.

Leo's eyes snap open and he groans, extracting himself from the couch before noticing his cookie still lying on the table, and he quickly grabs both of your cookies, shoving them in your mouths before the others can see.

Mikey comes barreling into the room, vaulting over the couch and landing with a solid oomph. "I crushed them at hide and seek, (y/n), you should have seen it!" He's practically making the entire couch bounce with his energy.

"This numnut managed to hide for a full freakin' hour." Raph ruffles the top of his brother's head as he walks past.

"I just can't believe he managed to stay still that long." Donnie shrugs. "It's practically a miracle."

Casey appears to be stomping more than walking as he enters the room. "I swear I checked that place at least twice!" He grumbles.

"I became one with nature," Mikey replies, taking a Zen sort of pose. "The only reason you finally found me was because I wanted you to find me."

"I'm never playing hide and seek with you ever again." April scoffs as she collapses onto the couch.

You look to Leo with a smile on your face, and this time he finally smiles back. Even if it's only for this single moment, everything feels like it's supposed to.

But, if you think too hard, that little voice will remind you about the secret you're holding onto. And for now, you shove that little voice to the back of your mind.

---

Leo couldn't sleep. It was far from the first time, but tonight all he wanted to do was shut his eyes and not open them until morning. The tapping of a tree branch on the window panes was becoming more irritating than calming, and he had flipped around so many times already that he was tangled up in the sheets.

He sat up abruptly and threw the covers off of himself, his feet causing a dull thud to emanate from the wooden floors as he moved swiftly to the door. What he wasn't expecting, was for the door to bump into something as he swung it open, or the hand that followed, pulling him to the ground. Whatever? Whoever he landed on let out a pained grunt when they hit the floor, and Leo echoed the sentiment.

"Ouch, ouch ouch." He could hear you hiss through clenched teeth. "Oooooooouuuuuch." You whisper-yelled, pounding your fist quietly on the floor of the hallway a few times before biting down on your knuckle. Hard.

He scrambled off of you as quickly and as gently as he could, but he was clumsy too and managed to end up flat on his back beside you.

"Are you alright?" He asked. In the shadows, he could see you start to shake. No, no, no, why did he keep hurting you?

A strange noise bubbled out of your throat then, and wait. Was that laughter? It was a familiar sound, and oh how he loved it. He could feel a chuckle slip out of himself.

"I'm fine, Leo. Really." You giggled again, trying to speak through the laughter. "But oww... My head." You groaned.

Leo sat up. "Are you okay?"

"I'll survive." You said dryly, giving him a playful glare.

"Well, that's a relief." He replied. "Couldn't sleep?"

"No... You?" You asked, continuing to lay on the floor and grimace, hand rubbing your forehead where he assumed the door had hit.

"Not so much." He sighed. He wondered if what was keeping him awake was keeping you from sleep as well.

"Well, I was headed out to the swing if you'd care to join." You offered, finally sitting yourself up.

He stood, holding out his hand. "That sounds nice." He said, trying to restrain the smile on his face.

The heat of your hand wrapped in his sent a shiver down his spine. "Thank you." You whispered, eyes locked on his. The silence of the hallway in the dead of night made his heart pick up pace until he couldn't take the intensity of your gaze any longer and had to break away.

"After you." He managed to say.

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It had been three weeks since your "trip" in the woods, and your ankle was almost as good as new. Donnie still had you wrapping it, and not doing anything strenuous for the next week, but after that - fingers crossed - you would be able to go about your normal routine training with the others. It was quite nice once again being able to get around without assistance.

The two of you sat on the swing, Leo keeping a slow momentum going with his foot. You had brought a blanket with you, and it was draped across your laps to keep the chilly evening air at bay. You leaned your head back against the smooth wood of the swing, watching the stars blink in and out between dark tree branches.

"I have something I want to tell you." You said, steeling your nerves. If you don't do this now, you're just going to keep putting it off. "And if it ends up being super weird... then we'll just forget I ever mentioned it... Alright?" Or maybe I'll just die of embarrassment instead. You tilted your head to the side, long enough for his eyes to meet yours.

"Alright." He said.

"I like you. I mean, as more than just a friend." The swing's motion halted abruptly, the sound of Leo's heel catching in the dirt not really giving you the confidence boost you were hoping for. "Or-or a good friend... I have for a long time honestly. And I know that things aren't exactly the same as they were, but my feelings for you, they haven't changed. I just... didn't think it was right not to tell you. With everything, I mean..." You said.

"Me? But I'm not..." He started.

Not interested, probably. You turned to face him. "Not what?" You asked.

"I'm not even human, (Y/n)." He said, his hands lying limply in his lap. His eyes were cast down, watching his toe scuff around in the grass below.

Gently you reached out to place your hand on his. "Wow, I hadn't noticed." You laughed softly.

"You know what I mean." He said. "Wouldn't you rather be with someone like Casey?"

"Casey?" You scoffed. "Casey Jones? The Casey that we just spent an hour getting his hand unstuck from a metal pipe. That Casey Jones?"

Leo sighed. "Okay, okay, no, not Casey, but you get what I'm saying. Wouldn't you rather be with someone who's at least human?"

Why was Leo trying so hard to discount himself? Unless... Unless he didn't want to be with you... "I could really care less about all of that, Leo. Truly. There's no one else like you." Someone who would try to let me down so gently.

You had sprung this on him so shortly after everything that had happened... And of course, now he probably wouldn't ever see you that way. You couldn't blame him.

"(Y/n), I -" He started, placing his other hand on top of yours.

You quickly pulled your hand back, cutting him off. "I know there's a lot on your plate right now, and you probably don't feel the same way-"

"(Y/n)-" He tried again.

But now you were rambling. "- so we can just forget about it a-"

"Would you just let me answ-" He tried one last time.

You weren't letting him get a word in now, hoping you could just end the conversation and be done with it. At this point maybe you should just leave entirely and get out of everyone's way. Go and live in solitude forever. Relationships were proving to be very messy all of a sudden. At last this particular one. And if you left, Leo could focus on leading the others and going home again. Maybe they'd be better off without you. "-etend this never-"

And then he kissed you. This time it wasn't because of the alcohol. This time he knew what he was doing. And you knew what you were doing. You were kissing him back.

His hand moved to hold your head as you pulled apart. "I like you too." He said before he leaned in and kissed you again, slower this time, your head tilting into his palm. You're not exactly sure where your hands went, but you knew they were on him like his lips were on yours. In that moment, a new kind of love sparked in your soul. The kind that, if allowed to grow, is not so easily extinguished.

You stayed out on that swing and kissed... well... you lost track of how many times exactly, but it was quite a few.

[teenage-mutant-ninja-freak]

Heyo! You should do a headcannon when the S/O gets a new puppy and goes to show the boys and seeing their reaction when they see the puppy running around, and chewing on their things. 😄

Leo

So you start off your introduction of the puppy to Leo with “Ok, so don’t be mad”

he knows to brace himself when you start a sentence like that

last time you said it was because you almost took your eye out playing with his katanas and almost needed stitches

before he can even take his deep breath and ask what you’ve done now, a small, adorable puppy comes hurdling towards him

jumping up at his knees and making small little “ruff!” sounds like he hasn’t learned how to bark yet

Leo stares at you deadpan

“So where’s he going to live? Who’s going to walk and feed him? How’s he gonna use the bathroom when he’s down here?”

you sort of mutter “...Well it is a sewer, Leo....”

he’s about to continue his little lecture about how irresponsible you are when he makes a little yelp

he looks down and the puppy is chewing on his big toe before looking up at him the with most innocent face an animal can make

Leo just bursts out laughing, he was caught so off guard and in one of his most righteous speeches that he did not expect to be shut down by a dog

he takes a deep sigh

“If he pees on anything of mine, he’s out. Got it?”

you got it and rush to hug him

Raph

Raph sits with his hands over his eyes

you told him to not look and that you had a surprise for him

he was expecting lingerie to be honest but feeling some small, wet nose sniffing his face breaks him from imagining you in something lacy and makes him open his eyes

“It’s a... Dog”

“It’s our dog” you correct

you put it down on the sofa and the small pup immediately goes to Raph’s lap, pawing at his chest in an attempt to bite the strings of his mask

“It’s not even a big dog. It’s tiny, babe. I could crush it without even thinking”

you pause for a moment

before you even have a chance to try and sway him with the fact that the shelter named the dog “taco” and you think that’s the most precious thing, the dog manages to rip Raph’s mask from his face and is now on the run

like something out of a cartoon you and Raph are running in circles around the sofa chasing this tiny dog

eventually you both give up "Hey, if he wants the mask that bad, he can go out and patrol with Leo tonight, instead of me” Raph remarks 

he falls back onto the couch and watches with fond annoyance as the small animal chows down on his mask 

you know he’s already in love with the dog

Mikey

So you have everything set up, you bought pizza, his favourite soda and the dog is sitting with a little bow around her neck on the bed

Mikey walks into his bedroom and almost runs to give you a kiss, thinking you wouldn’t be home until a lot later

“So, I have a surprise for you...” you begin and sort of gesture at the bed

after a second of just staring at you he catches on a looks at the bed where a small puppy is desperately trying to get the bow off her neck

Mikey makes a little gasp in shock and love

“we’re parents!” he squeals 

he picks up and a cuddles her close to his body while cooing and whispering to her and then walks out the room

you sigh to yourself a mouth “3,2,1″

Mikey comes back into the room as if on cue and smiles as if he didn’t just forget you were in here and walk out because he got distracted 

“she’s teething pretty hard on my thumb” he comments 

“Like really hard on my thu-super hard-I’m just gonna put her down”

you laugh and then begin to workshop names for your new little girl

Donnie

So you know Donnie is more of a cat person

but you’ve wanted a puppy for so long and damn it, you deserve a puppy so you bring one home from the shelter

you put the pup in a box with lots of air holes and a big red bow around it

and leave it in Donnie’s lab when he goes for a bathroom break

you wait a few minutes after he gets back before you hear “oh no no no! NOO!”. Not exactly what you were hoping his reaction would be but you rush in

“I assume this was your doing?” he says while holding the puppy in one hand and his keyboard in the other

you look at him confused and the puppy whines and you still don’t know what’s going on until Donnie just bursts out laughing

“There’s pee everywhere!” he giggles “just everywhere”

you feel so bad but them laughter overtakes you too

he sets the keyboard toot he side and looks into the puppy’s eyes

“you pee on anything else, you buy it. Understand?” he warns but the puppy just licks his nose and huffs at him

you can tell he’s already ready to die for his puppy