#admit it mikey is leo's favorite

[aberooski]

Okay so, if y'all know me you know I adore tmnt. It was my obsession before I ever watched even the original YGO much less GX. And now I'm watching tmnt 2012 for the first time, I'm about halfway through season 2 and honestly you guys are so lucky I'm not live blogging it because well.... I don't like it 💀

I will say I'm enjoying season 2 more than season 1 so far but still 💀

[iscdisc]

This is a 2012 take I've had for a while now, and I'm so happy I made art about it today because I genuinely love talking about it !! 🗣️

This isn't meant to be 2012 Leo slander whatsoever, because I adore him and don't think he's terrible or anything (He's literally my favorite pick for the 2012 Turtles-) ! But I do feel that he admittedly had a lot of poor leadership moments at times (Especially in late Season 3 to Season 4- 💀), and I feel like a lot of the burden of having things accessible / ready / or even remotely feasible in order to have Leo's plans actually work out fell on Donnie. Without much appreciation or acknowledgment of that fact from Leo or anyone else for that matter.

I feel like if any of the brothers had a right to argue with Leo about leadership or how things were being run under him, it should have been Donnie, because Donnie had more than enough of a leg to stand on for that argument. I'm not trying to invalidate Raph's feelings or perspective, because I'm not saying I don't understand the angle of him being upset about Leo's blatant favoritism when it came to their Father and that being a big reason why he was so obstinate with Leo- But that aside, I don't feel like he had much of an argument to make when it came to presenting himself as a better option as far as leadership-?? I get retconning canon and that this could've just been the writers depicting Raph in a way that some of you may disagree with, but if we're basing this opinion on the Season 1 episode, "New Girl In Town", we can clearly see that he wasn't very well equipped to fill that role in the way that Leo was. And speaking of that particular episode, it was actually Donnie who stepped up when things were getting really bad with Snakeweed in the sewers- 👀

This is why I depict Raph in this scenario accepting this outcome and not being super defensive or acting like he should be included in the conversation, because I kind of have him admit that he wasn't the best at it-!

I'm also sorry, because there was so much more I wanted to draw, and instead of being able to show those things I'm just going to say them here-! For example, Splinter's involvement in the situation. I pretty much don't have him do anything about the unanimous vote, because in his eyes, this team's dynamic / structure is this team's business and he doesn't really have a place to say whether or not they change who leads the team. Sure he chose Leo in the beginning, but if they decide to come to a different decision, they're fully in the right to do that. So Leo couldn't exactly get Splinter to come to his defense,, 👍 || I also wanted to show more of Donnie and Leo both being pretty content with this new dynamic change after a while ! I somewhat got to explore that with the last image of Leo being able to fully explore his hobby / interest in astronomy, but I also wanted to show Donnie feeling very fulfilled and respected within this group of siblings and friends now that he is the team leader, with that being really satisfying for him ! || I also wanted to show Donnie having his first leader breakdown post the Kraang Invasion of Season 2, with Leo comforting him at the Farmhouse and expressing empathy having been in his position many many times before,, He just never really told his brothers about it because he didn't want them to worry and he honestly felt ashamed for breaking down so much,, <:/

Also, you know I can't resist putting 2012 Jonatello in everything I make, so of course this is going to have Jonatello moments too ! I just didn't get around to it yet- One of those things was going to be Casey becoming the second mechanic in the group in order to take off some of the work load on Donnie since now he's juggling even more than he used to-! The way Casey expresses not only concern but so much support for Donnie gives Donnie butterflies, okay- 👀💜🖤✨ Lmao

I guess the last thing I'll mention is kind of April's role and everything, since I want her to join Mikey in encouraging Leo to really explore himself as an individual now that he doesn't have to be defined by the leadership role anymore ! She's very supportive of him just being able to be himself and figure that out during this time ! But I also wanted her to better explain to Leo why she also agreed with this leadership change, since I can see him feeling a little betrayed by her. With Leo most likely assuming that she would have tried to reason with Donnie or get him to see a different side of the situation. I wanted to be very clear that she did not agree with Donnie because she felt bad for him or because of the weird crush he had on her and she didn't know how to be honest with him, etc. etc., you know what I mean? 👍✨

[chadobi]

Hi! I saw that you were taking requests and decided to shoot my shot :D

Could I request headcanons for a 2007 Donnie and Raph (separately of course, or either one!) with an S/O that is really girly who likes to dress up in the cutest little outfits and contradicts their personality completely?

Please and thank you!

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Hi! So I decide to write this for every guy! I hope that is not a problem 🫶🏻

Leonardo

• At first, he’s confused. You walk in wearing bows, lace, and pink gloss, and he fully expects you to be the sweet, delicate type…

• …and then you call Raph a “discount Vin Diesel” and tell Donnie to “touch grass.”

• He’s horrified the first time you sass Master Splinter under your breath—horrified and deeply intrigued.

• Once he gets used to the contrast, he secretly loves it. You’re this beautiful, soft vision in a frilly dress, and then you open your mouth and it’s pure chaos.

• He’s very protective of you in public—people assume you’re fragile because of how you look, and Leo will gladly step in… until you shut someone down harder than he ever could.

• You soften his edges in the best way. He’s all about control and discipline, and then there you are—batting your lashes and telling him to relax and “stop brooding, you’re not Batman.”

• He’ll never admit it out loud, but he’s obsessed with how confidently you own both your style and your sharp tongue.

Raphael

• He thinks it’s hilarious. You look like you just walked out of a kawaii fashion magazine… and then you threaten to key someone’s bike for looking at you weird.

• The duality? Iconic. He lives for it.

• He teases you constantly—“Nice bow, babe. Gonna kill someone with kindness or stilettos today?”

• But God help anyone who insults your style or thinks you’re weak because of it. Raph will go feral and hold your purse while you handle it yourself.

• He doesn’t fully understand the effort you put into looking cute, but he appreciates it. Especially when you wear his color.

• Honestly, he’s a sucker for the fact that you could destroy someone verbally and still look like a living doll. Power couple energy.

Donatello

• Whiplash. Pure, unfiltered whiplash. He meets you, thinks, “Ah, a soft and gentle soul,” and then you drop a sarcastic bomb on him like it’s nothing.

• He’s awkward at first—doesn’t know how to balance your sugar-sweet appearance with your cutting humor.

• But he quickly becomes fascinated. You’re unpredictable and refreshing, and he loves trying to figure you out.

• Loves how you tease him with biting wit but still bring him homemade snacks in a heart-shaped box.

• If you ever show up in his lab wearing something pastel and say something savage like “Are you done pretending to be God yet?” he might short-circuit a little.

• He’s definitely taken aback when you stand up for him with zero hesitation—you’re small and sparkly and ruthless.

• He secretly keeps a picture of you in your cutest outfit taped to his screen and labeled “Absolute Weapon.”

Michelangelo

• He’s OBSESSED. He thinks you’re the coolest person alive.

• He constantly calls you his “Barbie with a bite.”

• Mikey is all in—matching accessories? Couple outfits? Let’s go.

• He loves your energy. You’re sweet-looking, but your mouth is sharp enough to cut diamonds, and he thinks it’s hot.

• He will 100% hype you up while you roast someone in the most polite voice possible.

•“Babe just ended someone’s ego while wearing glitter lip gloss. I’m in love.”

• He gets giddy when you call him your “favorite dumbass” while kissing his cheek. He knows it’s love.

• Also? He totally brags about you. All the time. “Yeah, my girl could destroy your self-esteem and look cute doing it. Stay jealous.” le or thinks you’re weak because of it. Raph will go feral and hold your purse while you handle it yourself.

• He doesn’t fully understand the effort you put into looking cute, but he appreciates it. Especially when you wear his color.

• Honestly, he’s a sucker for the fact that you could destroy someone verbally and still look like a living doll. Power couple energy.

[hornedstorys]

TMNT Bayverse Leonardo/ Pregnant Reader/ Headcanons - SFW & NSFW

Okay actually I never wanted to do headcanons, but now I'm here hahah.

SFW

- Oh boy. When he finds out you're pregnant, he's more than happy! He still can't believe it, even days later, but he is so happy.

- He would never have thought it possible that he would become a father. Also because he thought that humans couldn't get pregnant from mutants. But as your belly got bigger and bigger, he finally got it too.

- Holds your hair when you throw up.- Is he protective? Oh hell yes! He was already very protective of you before. But since you've been carrying his/your child, it feels like the whole thing has increased fivefold.

- Mikey comes close to you and wants to touch your belly and feel if he can feel kicks. Not even two minutes later, Leo pulls him away from you, which makes you giggle. Mikey pulls a face. "But I'm the uncle!"

- "That was long enough, Mikey!"

It's even worse with Raphael. Leo's animalistic protective instincts come out. He doesn't often make hissing noises or growl (except during mating season and sex), but during your pregnancy and especially when Raphael approaches you, his gaze becomes warning and a sound comes from his throat that you know, but so rarely hear.

- Leo stands in front of you to protect and shield you. You just sighed and touched him on the arm, and he immediately relaxed. But his gaze fixed on the red-masked mutant in front of him.

- Raphael ignored his brother's manner and, constantly watching him and saying "be careful, Raphael!", he was allowed to touch your stomach. And Raph did it really carefully - He would never hurt you on purpose and actually Leo knows that too.

- Donnie has even remodeled his lab and has now placed an ultrasound machine and a couch/bed. An issue that caused you some anxiety. The baby certainly won't be one hundred percent human and you won't be able to give birth in the hospital. You are afraid that something might go wrong.

Leonardo recognizes your fear immediately, thanks to his sensitivity (something you really appreciate about him) and tries to calm you down:- Long warm hugs, kisses all over and reassuring words: "You'll be fine, we'll be fine!", "You'll be the best mother I could imagine for our child right now!"

- His words reassure you and you lean against his strong body, which gives you so much security and support.

- As you sit on the sofa or lie in bed, his hands stroke your belly. He loves to feel the bulge and what you have created with your love... And sex.

- You like to lie between his legs. Your back pressed against his breastplate and you let him spoil you. He really does everything for you; massaging your feet, tasting your favorite snacks, even trying your wildest food combinations first..., some will leave it up to you to eat them hahah.

- You want to shave between your legs and can't get there? No problem! Your fearless ninja and leader in blue will help you!

- Even at birth, he won't leave your side once.

Even when you squeezed his hand so hard that even he faltered for a moment, he let you do it. As long as it helped you.

- Lots of reassuring words and kisses on your hand.

- He might even sit behind you during the birth to be there to support you. There is nothing better for you than feeling his closeness. He has such a calm charisma that it is transferred to you.

NSFW

- Sex during pregnancy? Leonardo is up for it, albeit a little hesitantly, because he doesn't want to hurt you or the baby.

- So there's only one solution: the riding position/Cowgirl.

- Perfect, so you can set your own pace and Leo doesn't feel too bad and doesn't worry about hurting you.

- But he has to admit how sexy you look while you're riding his cock, round and swollen with his seed. It makes his mating instincts scream.

He massaged your sensitive breasts, the nipples of which were already getting chiseled, and your sensitive clitoris. You didn't hold back your moans, you didn't care whether the others could hear them or not.

- Do you fancy a different position? Leo actually lets himself be persuaded. You just wanted to be filled by him, no matter what. You enjoyed it most when he dominated you, so you clawed at the nearest shelf as he thrust into you hard, from behind.

- He still held back, but you didn't want him to be gentle with you. Your hormones wanted it hard and so did you.

- When Leo finally realized that you were doing well, he didn't hold back either. He didn't hold back his moans either as he gripped your hips tightly. You hissed in pain and pleasure.

- At least that's how it was when your belly was big.

When you were at the beginning of your pregnancy, Leo didn't hold back. Your sex life was the same until... until your sex drive suddenly grew.

- It wasn't even necessarily about cumming. You just wanted to feel your green man's cock inside you because you felt so empty without him.

- And you left Leo feeling completely exhausted every time. His breathing hard and his heart beating hard against his chest.

- He looked at your sleeping form next to him and could hardly believe his luck.

- He was going to be a father!

[nyuklai]

hi guys i actually have absolutely nothing decent to post but I feel obligated to because so many people liked the last one.. which THANK YOU????? I was definitely not expecting the amount of love that post got, especially with my dead ass account. but anyways here’s some doodles I did on magma awhile ago.

today we have rise Cassandra because I LOVE HER? I just wish we got to see more of her in rise and it is a crime that we didn’t. So yeah that was actually my first time drawing her and I have yet to find a good outfit for her that’s not the weird foot clan ninja uniform. also raph. he’s my favorite I have nothing to say.

I also did some future bad timeline raph, mikey, and BABY CASEY JR. it was purely self indulgent because I love him. I have a million things to say but this is long enough already so I will hold off on that for now. (If y’all are interested maybe I’ll elaborate…) also the one with Donnie is random Au plot my pookie made about rise Donnie going on his 2003 Donnie trauma moment. Basically thrown into the future timeline. Just for funzies yk?

MY GUILTY PLEASURE AND COMPLETELY SELF INDULGENT MIYAMOTO USAGI ART. Guys literally shut up it’s donsagi and I admit I am so cringe but guys please. Anyways Leo totally FUMBLED a bad bitch and I am actually still really salty they never got to talk again after Leonardo’s angst arc in 2003, because what the hell. It made me so sad bc I LOVE usagi and I always want to see more of him. I love the comics and will definitely be posting content of him soon. (I have a fake rise crossover in the works rn but SHHHH.)

Anyways it’s Donsagi because I just think they’re cute and have a fun dynamic in the 2003 show. And also sneak peek Jotaro and Mariko.

Alright enough of my insane ramblings, I hope this post isn’t too long and finds the appropriate audience because HELPPP IM OBSESSED.

[writinandcrying]

How does the 2003 turtles react to crushes - part 1

Just a little thing cuz I miss writing, i miss tmnt and I haven’t got the time to do a full one shot or mashup in MONTHS 😔, I’m still on season 1-2 so if anything is a bit too ooc, I apologize! I love reading about crushes, first kisses, first loves, so this is for my puppy love stage lovers out there!! p.s: there's a poll for the next turtle by the end of the headcanon, make sure to vote your favorite! <3

(English is not my first language and I have dyslexia, I try to check everything before posting but sometimes grammar mistakes still happen, I apologize in advance if you find one!)

Leo

That’s some deeply repressed, effortless devotion energy right there, Leo is a pro at pretending that everything is fine, keeping it cool, but on the inside? so freaking nervous it’s not even funny

it's almost creepy how quiet he suddenly gets near you on your first visits, he acts in such a secluded but... odd way that everyone know something is up with him, but no one really knows what.

His younger brothers are all 🤨 over how he’s acting, at first, they noticed tiny shifts in his behaviors, they weren’t big enough to raise a red flag of such change, but when Leo shows how inpatient and careless he has become in training or meditating, then they KNOW something was really off . he has been careless for the silliest things as well, breaking the toaster more than once a week, forgetting to nag them about the open toothpaste, stuff he usually wouldn't miss it, but suddenly he doesn't mind it anymore.

None of them have the guts to ask him (Raph and Mikey might tease here and there, but you know, it’s Raph and Mikey) Don might find himself studying his brother from time to time, interested to why his older brother is being way more introspective than before, he wonders if maybe he’s going through a natural turtle process of some sort April is the only one who truly leaves him be, but as your visits become more frequent, it all clicks when you randomly stop by to deliver some groceries by Master Splinter request.

The pure lovesick look he glances at you when you first enter... you caught him completely off guard as he was leaving the dojo with Master Splinter, his dementor shifted back rapidly to stoic, but April noticed it, her eyes widened slightly as it all made sense, softening right after. Leo helps you with the groceries with agility, as Master Splinter excuses himself after he thanks you, he even dares to make small talk after an extremely long and awkward moment of silence (which he researched his possible lines in his head several times, made up several scenarios in which topic it could lead into, I might add) We have seen how Leo reacts to Usagi in the series (he has a fat crush on each other and I’m right) so you know even if he is indeed nervous, Leo is so dedicated to your well-being, attentive to your needs and inputs to missions or even movie debates, it’s heartwarming to see how inclusive he can be of you. He notices everything – Not in an obvious way, or a loud way, but in a way that means you’ll never have to ask him twice about something important to you. You mention offhand that you like a certain type of tea? He remembers. You’re shivering? He’s already handing you his jacket before you can say a word. The exact moment you get tired even before you admit it.

One day at training after sparring, you absentmindedly rubbed your wrist. You didn’t say anything, didn’t complain at the pain you might have felt, but later that night, you find a perfectly wrapped bandage roll left on top of your bag. No note. No explanation. You glance at Leo, and he’s just calmly cleaning his takana, pretending like he has no idea what you’re looking at. He’s not the type to shower you with words, but his actions speak volumes. He makes sure you always walk on the safe path while coming back from a mission or scorting you back home, he picks whatever condiment out of your food because he remembers you don’t like them. He’ll “coincidentally” be around when you need help, even if he acts like it’s no big deal. He's gentle, kind, and a true gentleman, he makes sure his presence is there. He effortlessly puts so much thought into you, it’s just how his mind works.

He disliked how nervous he first got around you, but after a while, he didn’t even realize how he had grown used to thinking about you. He grabs an extra bottle of water without thinking because you might be thirsty later. His brothers joke that he’s got favorites, and he just denies it, but deep down? Yeah. It’s you. Eventually, he has to talk to someone, and he chooses to confide in April about… well, everything? regarding feelings, about how to be sure, what does it feel like to love someone and how should he react to it? wait, did he say love? How can he stop his hands from getting so sweaty? this is ridiculous, should he feel anxious and at ease around you all at the same time? From time to time, he tells himself he doesn’t like you like that, that he’s just looking out for you because you’re part of the team, part of the family. that's just him being a leader, That’s all it is.

his train of thought is broken as he hears Mikey chuckle “Dude, you’ve got it bad.”

Leo stiffens, cleaning his throat as he turns he page of his book a bit too slow “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh, you SO do.” Mikey grins. “The ‘eyes-follow-them-every-time-they-leave-the-room’ thing? The ‘silent-knight-hovering’ thing? classic move, real smooth.”

Leo exhales through his nose, forcing himself to focus on back his book. It’s not like that. It can’t be. "Maybe you should tell them, who knows, they might be looking back right at ya" Mikey winks at him, biting on this apple as he sits on the couch, turning on the tv. Maybe he was looking at you too long, maybe he wasn't as subtle as he thought he was, or his brothers just, unfortunately, know him too well and finally caught up. He prided himself and his control, his calm exterior, carefully managed. but maybe you slip through the cracks. He can't help but to continue notice how eyes shine brighter when you smile, remembering every little thing about you, doing things that only you get to see. Deep down, he knows. He just doesn’t know what to do with it yet.

[penpassthepen]

no thoughts only rise donnie being soft for his s/o 😭😭😭

any soft/affectionate donnie hcs please 🤲

HEHEHEHEHHEHEEEHEHHEHWHWHH

Rise! Donatello x reader

Soft Donnie hcs 🥹

fluff:D gn reader, romantic

not proofread

My baby :(

- Donnie makes you gifts all the time! It’s one of his ways of saying he loves you since he’s not too experienced with this whole feelings stuff. He also just loves to see you get excited over something that he made.

- will help fix the little things for you! (that maybe he wouldn’t do for others djjdjdkdkd) Your computer isn’t working? Give him 5 minutes and it’s working just fine. Leo’s phone is bugging? He can wait, Donnie is a busy man after all.

- Someone knocks over his staff?! …oh it was you? well, accidents happen I suppose.

- Will absolutely brag about anything he helps you with, it makes him feel good. You could have asked someone else, but you asked him. Not Raph, not Mikey, and why the hell would you ask Leo? (JK I LOVE HIM😭)

- Does NOT let his brothers (mostly Leo) drag you into their tomfoolery if it’s dangerous. (Long story; you got portal-ed to New Jersey one time *COUGH*LEO*COUGH*)

- Fairly confident, he knows you love him and he loves you. Heartfelt and vulnerable moments just aren’t his thing, so when they do happen you know he really means it because he’s doing it just for you.

- you have your very own special seat in the turtle tank <3

- definitely the type to remember all of your favorite things (snacks, drinks, movies, anything)

- you’re basically Shelldon’s other parent and he treats you as such. -> “Do not talk to your mother that way, young man! I mean, uh, Y/N! don’t tal- HOLD ON-“

- will talk to you for hours and hours about new projects he’s started or wants to start and is really, really excited that you care about his interests. (Two reallys)

- would NEVER admit it to anyone but really likes to hold you entirely or just your hand, especially while he talks to you ^lectures

- probably needs a few visits with Dr.Feelings (Mikey thinks you guys are so cute)

- would kick his brothers out and only allows you in his lab if he’s really busy and into working on something. would gladly let you assist him if you pinky promise to be really careful, but doesn’t trust anyone else around his precious tech.

- sitting in his lap??? while he works??? I think so.

- Wants to watch all of his favorite Jupiter Jim movies with you! + Would show you all of his favorite games and comics. Might even actually let you borrow one or two if you swear they will return to him in mint condition.

- 100% denies it if anyone (fucking LEO) were to ever point out your special privileges even though he knows it’s true and you most definitely do. He just wants to avoid the teasing if he can.

- But it’s inevitable (*COUGH*LEO)

- it’s not that he’s embarrassed, he just isn’t used to that kind of relationship and he really appreciates your understanding, even if he doesn’t say it.

- when you cuddle he likes to lay his head on your chest, it’s the most comfortable for him. esp if you give VERY gentle shell scritches

- I REPEAT, GIFT GIVING. TELL HIM YOU LOVE HIS GIFTS, HE MELTS.

- hide all of your purple clothing bro

-“your sweater? the gorgeous, perfect, dazzling purple one? …haven’t seen it.”

- would call you “darling” or “dear/dearest” when he feels like it

- overall, very whipped 👍 very sweet silly boy :(

[httpvomitello]

Call of Distraction *⁠.⁠✧

Mikey / Leo / Raph

The lair was relatively quiet, save for the soft hum of machinery in Donnie’s lab, where he was thoroughly engrossed in fine-tuning a new device. The rest of the guys were busy preparing for patrol when April’s phone went off. She glanced at the screen and saw your name.

“Oh, it’s (Y/N),” she announced, already smiling. “Mind if I take this real quick?”

“Go for it,” Leo said.

April answered, immediately switching to speaker. “(Y/N)! What’s up?”

“Oh, you know,” you said, your voice coming through loud and clear. “Just trying to survive another night of fighting with my laptop. Thing’s practically about to combust. Thought I’d see if my favorite tech genius was up for a little troubleshooting?”

Donnie smirked, glancing over from his workstation, already recognizing the subtle hint in your voice. “Favorite tech genius, huh? Well, I could take a look, but only if you admit that you’re probably the reason it’s about to combust.”

“Oh, I’d say it’s an even split between me and the cursed hardware,” you replied smoothly. “But hey, I’ll take my chances. Besides, you love fixing my messes, don’t you?”

“I wouldn’t say love,” Donnie replied, shooting a small grin at April. “More like a necessary evil. But sure, I can save you—again.”

Raph, who was listening from the other side of the room, snickered, leaning over with a smirk. “Donnie’s got his hands full tonight, huh?”

“Please, Raph, like I’d want him spending his precious time on anything but his tech-hero duties,” you shot back, clearly amused. “Besides, he’s the only one who can stand my laptop’s… unique personality.”

“Oh yeah?” Donnie asked, unable to hide his grin. “Unique as in constantly malfunctioning because someone forgets to do even the most basic updates?”

“Touché, Professor,” you teased. “Next you’re gonna start grading me on my computer skills.”

“Actually, I have considered it,” he replied, the usual bite in his sarcasm softened with a hint of warmth. “I think you’d be lucky to scrape by with a C-minus.”

“Wow, a C-minus? That’s generous. Might have to keep you around after all, Donnie.” Your laugh came through the speaker, light and genuine.

April couldn’t help but shake her head, an amused smile spreading on her face as she exchanged a look with Leo. Meanwhile, Donnie’s expression softened, the usual sharpness fading from his eyes as he listened to you. But just as he was about to come up with a snappy comeback, April raised an eyebrow, looking right at him.

“You know, (Y/N) has a pretty high opinion of you, Donnie,” April said, an innocent tone to her voice but a glint of mischief in her eyes.

He froze for a second, caught off guard. “I—I mean… well, of course,” he stammered, trying to keep it together. “After all, I am the resident tech genius around here.”

“Actually, April…” you cut in, voice suddenly shifting to something more thoughtful. “If you’re saying what I think you’re saying, maybe I do need to be a bit more direct.”

There was a beat of silence on the other end as Donnie’s brain short-circuited. April, realizing you’d stepped right into it, gave him an innocent little shrug, clearly unbothered by his deer-in-headlights expression.

“So,” you said, now half-teasing, half-genuine, “how does the idea of a post-tech-support dinner sound? Or maybe you can come by, and we can save my laptop and my sanity in one go?”

Mikey gave a soft, “Ooooh,” while Leo grinned, and Raph smirked as Donnie tried to process what just happened.

“A—uh… dinner? With you?” Donnie managed, his vouce completely failing him. His face went pink under the purple of his mask as he shifted on his feet.

“Don’t tell me the tech genius is speechless?” you asked, clearly amused. “Or was that one too many system errors for the night?”

April finally took pity on him, giving him a gentle nudge. “Go on, Donnie. Sounds like a plan to me.”

“Yeah,” he muttered, still trying to regain his composure. “Dinner… I mean, tech support—I mean, sure. I’d… love that.”

You laughed softly, a sound that made Donnie’s heart skip a beat. “Good. And thanks for being my favorite tech guy… and maybe my favorite guy, period.”

Before he could respond, April winked at him and hit the button to end the call, leaving him standing there, dazed. The rest of the turtles broke into laughter, and Donnie could only give a half-smile, half-grumble as they teased him mercilessly.

“Smooth, Don,” Mikey said, clapping him on the shoulder.

Donnie just shook his head, but inside, he was already mentally cataloging ways to make that “tech support” session into the best night you’d ever had.

[dandylovesturtles]

I meant to do this earlier and then I didn't |'D but quick little ficlet for @trilobitepunch 's DTIYS!

I've tried to read all the stuff about fangiverse but I may have some lore wrong... but I hope you enjoy this anyway, Aya!

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Raph has always kept an eye on his little brothers, and that hasn't changed. Two of them have some added... difficulties now, but that's all. They're still his little brothers, and Raph will watch out for them, same as usual. Everything is totally normal.

Thinking that way helps him stay calm, anyway.

Like now, wandering through a marketplace in the Hidden City, eyes on Donnie as he pokes at the gourds at a stand with a frown. They have a whole shopping list from Draxum, for some medicines he wants to try to make that he thinks will help not just Donnie and Leo but all of them. Raph had almost insisted that he and Mikey could do it on their own, but Leo starts going stir-crazy if he's kept locked in the lair too long and Donnie can lock himself in so long he needs the vitamin D.

Besides, Raph doesn't want to feel like he's keeping them prisoner. It's not their fault.

But against all odds, the day has turned out surprisingly well! They had lunch at Run of the Mill, and ate all their favorites. Leo and Mikey spent their remaining New Year's money on candy from a shop that temporarily turns keratin weird colors; it's supposed to affect fingernails, but right now Mikey is sporting a bright pink shell as he trails after Donnie (Raph has to admit, he wants to try it later). For his part, he has an almost-eaten cup of froyo, which he'd piled high with some pretty weird toppings (the Hidden City has weird green mushrooms that taste like cotton candy!). And they've made it through over half the shopping list without incident! Maybe everything will go smoothly after all.

And just as Raph thinks that, he hears a familiar snarl, and everything falls apart.

His mistake, he realizes even as he turns to look, was focusing so much on Donnie that he forgot to keep an eye trained on Leo.

Donnie's easy to trigger, and he sinks deep, devoid of everything but the urge to attack, to fight. Leo can usually keep one finger in reality, just enough to be the bridge between Donnie and the rest of them. Donnie is unpredictable in a crowd, but Leo loves being out around people. That's why Raph had kept his eyes trained on purple.

But the thing is, when Leo goes down, he goes down hard. And there's nothing to stop Donnie from being swept right along with him.

Raph swivels on his feet, froyo cup tossed aside as he scans the crowd. He finds Leo fast, poised like a snake ready to strike, snarling and hissing, pupils flared and wild. His fangs are out and they're bared, staring down a yokai almost three times his size - Raph doesn't know what happened in the lead-up, but he has a feeling that Leo's freakout is deserved.

It doesn't change the fact that they can't stay here now. If Leo hurts someone in this state, he'll beat himself up about it for weeks - and it's only a matter of time until the cops show up and arrest all of them.

"DONNIE!"

Raph isn't at all surprised by Mikey's shout, or the sudden blur of purple that shoots past him. Donnie is at Leo's side in an instant, snarling just as loudly, the two of them circling back to back in challenge to the increasingly panicked crowd.

It's time to go!

"Raph!" yells Mikey, but Raph doesn't spare him a glance. He trusts Mikey to keep up.

"Hitch a ride, Mike," is all he says, before he's clearing the space between himself and his snarling brothers in two big steps. A second later, a familiar weight lands on his shell; one problem taken care of.

Donnie is just about to launch himself at a yokai brandishing a short sword when Raph swoops in, grabbing his little brother by the battle shell and tucking him under his arm. Donnie howls in frustration, but Raph has experience on his side; he pins Donnie to his side and makes sure his teeth can't get anywhere near him.

"No biting, Dee!" he calls over the noise of the crowd, and gets a frustrated chatter in return.

"I can't reach Leo!" Mikey reports from his shoulder. Raph swivels around to look at his remaining sibling, currently advancing on the big yokai once again. Said yokai has his hands balled into fists in front of him, but he looks more than a little concerned as Leo lurches toward him with predatory steps.

Maybe he could just let him get a little closer...

No, Raph should definitely stop this.

With another big step, Raph comes level with Leo and scoops him under his other arm, earning a startled yelp that would be hilarious under other circumstances. Both feral turtles struggle under his arms, fangs bared and hands strong, but Raph has them in his grip.

A police siren echoes over the din of the crowd.

"Time to go!" Mikey shouts, thumping Raph's shell.

"Don't gotta tell me twice!" he yells back. He's already muscling his way through the crowd, making a beeline for an alleyway off the market. They need to get off the main streets, then book it for the nearest portal topside.

The whole trip, the bundles under his arms hiss and snarl and claw at him, completely ungrateful for how he just saved their butts. He ought to drop them and leave them here.

But he won't. They're still his little brothers, after all.

[rorynn]

Can I request rotmnt with anger issues teen!reader (gn, 15-16) who has difficulty with expressing that they see the turtles as their sibling figure? They don't wanna admit on how they see the turtles cuz if they said that the reader would be embarrassed due to how they were treated by their bio siblings about it so they just don't say anything, only that they are just friends.

A/N: Of course! Here's a set of headcanons for the Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (ROTTMNT) with an angry, reserved teen reader who secretly sees the turtles as sibling figures but has difficulty expressing it. I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT!!

General Dynamics

The Turtles’ Initial Perception: At first, the turtles assume you’re just a moody, tough teenager who prefers to keep things casual. They respect your boundaries but are curious about the walls you’ve built around yourself

Your Struggles: You often lash out when things get too emotional or personal, fearing vulnerability might lead to mockery or rejection, like what you experienced with your biological siblings.

Silent Acts of Care: Despite your reluctance to express your feelings, you show you care in subtle ways—fixing things they break, grabbing their favorite snacks, or patching up their gear without being asked.

Individual Turtle Dynamics

Leonardo:

Leo teases you constantly, but he’s careful not to push too far when he senses you’re genuinely upset.

He makes lighthearted jokes about you being “the angsty middle sibling” to see if you’ll slip up and admit you see them as family.

When you’re overwhelmed, Leo offers distractions rather than deep talks—movies, video games, or spontaneous rooftop hangouts.

Raphael

Raph is incredibly protective of you, even if he doesn’t fully understand your emotional struggles. He sees you as part of the team, even if you insist you’re just “friends.”

He’s the first to notice your hidden acts of kindness, like repairing his punching bag or leaving protein bars in his gym bag.

During heated moments, Raph is the one to remind you it’s okay to be angry, but he also encourages you to channel it productively—sparring matches become your shared thing.

Donatello

Donnie appreciates how you quietly help out with his experiments or organize his tools when he’s too busy to do it himself. He doesn’t say it outright, but he considers it your way of bonding.

He’s great at giving you space when you need it but will also deliver blunt truths if he thinks you’re being too hard on yourself.

Donnie surprises you by creating small gadgets that help manage your anger—like stress-relief tools or a punching dummy that fights back (lightly).

Michelangelo

Mikey makes it his mission to break through your emotional barriers with kindness and persistence.

He often pulls you into group activities like cooking, painting, or prank wars, subtly reminding you that you’re part of their “family unit.”

Mikey is the one who comforts you during rare moments of vulnerability, assuring you that it’s okay to care about them without fear of rejection.

The turtles, being who they are, would likely accept you with open arms, helping you work through your anger and fears while showing you that family isn’t about blood—it’s about love and loyalty.

[defectivevillain]

point of no return

pairing: Donatello/Reader

the reader's pronouns are he/him. race is ambiguous and no physical descriptors are used (aside from a quick height mention, which I've explained below)

summary: “Wait, you were in Donnie’s room?!” Mikey exclaims, his eyes wide. “And he let you live?” “Um……. yeah,” you say awkwardly, feeling as if you’re admitting to something you shouldn’t. “Why?” Comprehension passes across Leo’s face as he hears his brother’s surprise. “He doesn’t even let us in there,” Leo says pointedly. Mikey and Leo exchange a look, almost having a silent conversation through eye contact alone.

word count: 4.8k | ao3 version | donnie playlist

author's notes: Rise!Donnie is 5’3, supposedly. WHICH MEANS… That’s right. I have self-indulgently made the reader taller than him, because I am taller than him. The reader’s a college student and it’s implied that the brothers are the same age.

and i wrote the turtles’ ages in accordance with one of the older series. some loser on ao3 threw a hissy fit about it so now i’m warning y’all, ig.

otherwise, no warnings i can think of. enjoy! <3

(and shoutout to @firefly-graphics for the dividers... had to download this purple one for donnie mwahahhah)

“He’s perfect,” Donnie breathes, watching as you head to the kitchen to clean up their dishes from dinner. You’ve been a close friend to the brothers for a few years now, ever since you stumbled upon them on the surface. They had expected you to be scared of them—maybe even call the police—but instead you only directed them to the new pizza place they were looking for. You became fast friends after that; you’re a regular feature at the hideout now.

The mystery and enigma surrounding you disappeared for Leo, Raph, and Mikey as they got to know you. But somehow, Donnie is still just as fascinated by you as he was when you first met. Raph still remembers the awestruck expression on his face, the way his eyes darted around your form and never seemed to stop. His brother hadn’t stopped talking about you after that, musing on what your favorite Star Wars movies were—on account of the shirt you were wearing that night—and which video games you played. He was, to put it kindly, completely insufferable. Raph recalls the first time you came to the hideout—and the panicked flurry Donnie fell into as he cleaned his room at least six times.  

Raph likes to think his brother has relaxed a bit since then, but moments like this prove him wrong. Donnie is still gushing about you. It’s ridiculous (and, secretly, a bit amusing). Raph just shakes his head in disbelief as Donnie continues talking about you as if you aren’t right on the other side of the wall. “A perfect specimen!” he maintains. 

“No one’s perfect, D,” Leo reminds him with a friendly nudge to his shoulder. 

“But he is,” Donnie maintains with complete sincerity. He clasps his hands and bats his eyelashes in a dramatic gesture. 

“Well, maybe don’t call him a specimen,” Raph says lightly. “He’s our friend, remember.”

“I know that,” Donnie snaps, his expression souring. “It’s just scientific inquiry. Relax.”

Raph just surrenders, shrugging his shoulders and abandoning further argument. He wants to think that his brother will drop this topic. But he knows better. When Donnie’s fixated on something, nothing and no one will stop him. This crush of his has lasted for literal years—it certainly won’t go away with some advisory remarks from them. 

Raphael is unsurprised, then, to find his brother sneaking up behind you a few days later as you sit on the couch. He locks eyes with Donnie, who puts a finger to his lips and glares at him violently. Raph looks back at the TV and sighs deeply, regretting his involuntary involvement in this scheme. 

Donnie reaches for an area near your ear and tugs quickly. “Ow,” you hiss, bringing a hand to your hair and turning around. “What was that for?”

“Nothing!” Donnie says brightly, a maniacal smirk on his face as he holds a hair between two fingers. He bounds off, whistling under his breath. 

Raph watches as you stare after Donnie in complete disbelief. He buries his head in his hands. 

Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael, and Michelangelo are easily the weirdest people you’ve ever met—and not just because they’re mutant ninja turtles. Although, that certainly helps. Still, the four of them have very distinctive personalities. Sometimes, you wonder how they can all live under the same roof (or, well, pavement). 

Leo, the oldest, is the responsible one. At least, he’s supposed to be. He can be cocky and arrogant at times, a bit of a playboy, but he has a good heart. He cares about his brothers, and they care about him in return. 

Donnie’s the inventor: outspoken and withdrawn all at once. He values his personal space, his time, his inventions… The list goes on. He’s a bit of a spitfire when he wants to be, but the same can be said for most of the other turtles. 

Raphael looks incredibly intimidating, but he’s a sweetheart. He’s pretty reckless and often declares himself the leader of their group, which is a title that only he seems to agree on. 

And Mikey, the youngest brother, is lovable and goofy. He can often be found playing video games or skateboarding. He has an enviable amount of energy—often fidgeting or bouncing his leg restlessly. The guy can never seem to stop moving. 

Of the four brothers, you’re closest with Donnie. He was a bit prickly at first—and still is, honestly—but he slowly warmed up to you. Now, the two of you are good friends. You frequently visit the Hideout to play video games, and today is no different. You’ve been playing Fortnite with him for an hour or so now, all up until you declared you needed a water break. This is how you find yourself in the kitchen, rifling through the cabinets as you try and fail to find what you’re looking for. 

“Left cabinet,” a voice says helpfully. 

You open the left cabinet and find a glass to use, getting it down before turning around to acknowledge the new presence. “Oh, hey, Leo,” you say. “Thanks.”

“No problem,” Leo says with a nod, his arms crossed over his chest. “I didn’t realize you were here.”

“Yeah, I’ve just been playing Fortnite with Donnie,” you nod, filling up your glass. You grab a drink for Donnie too, placing it next to yours. 

“Nerds, both of you,” Leo says with a click of his tongue. 

You roll your eyes at him. Mikey must overhear your conversation, because he’s soon heading into the kitchen. “Wait, you were in Donnie’s room?!” Mikey exclaims, his eyes wide. “And he let you live?”

“Um…… yeah,” you say awkwardly, feeling as if you’re admitting to something you shouldn’t. “Why?”

Comprehension passes across Leo’s face as he hears his brother’s surprise. “He doesn’t even let us in there,” Leo says pointedly. Mikey and Leo exchange a look, almost having a silent conversation through eye contact alone. You try to ask them what they’re thinking, but they’re tight-lipped after that. 

Remembering that Donnie’s waiting for you, you say goodbye and head back to his bedroom. With both hands occupied, you manage to nudge the door open with your foot and close it behind you. 

“Hey, what took you so long?” Donnie asks, his back turned as his eyes are evidently locked on the screen. Hatsune Miku crawls around on the screen for a moment, before promptly dying as she’s shot. He groans in annoyance. “Just got my ass kicked going solo,” he huffs, motioning to the screen. 

“My bad, sorry,” you apologize, handing him his drink. He seems to relax after taking a few sips. You place your glass of water on the nearby table and return to your seat on the couch. “I was just talking to the guys.”

“Of course,” Donnie sighs, pressing the ready button on his controller. You do the same and a countdown starts on the screen. “Tell ‘em you’re busy next time.”

“Okay,” you hum. There’s silence for several seconds as the countdown resumes. You’re spectating the player who killed Donnie now, and they’re driving around the map recklessly. You watch for a few moments before your curiosity gets the best of you. “Hey, Donnie?” you ask. 

“Yeah?” he says.

“You’re… okay with me being in here, right?” you question. 

“Yeah, why?” Donnie blinks. 

“It’s nothing,” you say quickly. Donnie sends you a disbelieving look and you sigh. “Leo just said you, uh, don’t usually let people in your room. So I wanted to make sure I wasn’t invading your space or anything.” 

“You wouldn’t be here unless I wanted you here, trust me,” Donnie huffs, crossing his legs and resting them on the ottoman in front of him. “Now lock in, we’re dropping soon.” You turn your attention back to the screen and find that you’re about to load into the game. 

The conversation dissipates after that, as you both focus on the next round. Even as you keep playing, you sense Donnie sneaking glances at you throughout. You pretend not to notice, filing the interaction to the back of your mind.

It’s far from the first time you’ve had a puzzling interaction with Donnie, and you doubt it’ll be the last. Do you expect the next one to happen so soon? Not necessarily. 

You’re poking around the hideout looking for Leo, but you’re not having much success. You need someone to look over your essay for the communication gen-ed course you’re taking, and Leo’s pretty good with that kind of thing. But he isn’t in his room, or anywhere else that you can see. 

This leads you, inevitably, to Donnie’s door. You knock on the door and enter seconds later. “Hey, Donnie,” you say casually. His back is turned as he tinkers with something at his desk. He makes no indication of hearing you, but you know he’s listening. “Can you read over my essay?” 

“Math and science, math and science,” he emphasizes, spinning around in his chair. “Donnie and English don’t mix. No me gusta.” He’s wearing his goggles and, in the vivid purple light of his room, it almost hurts to look at him. 

“Okay, I’ll just ask Leo,” you remember to say, moving to leave the room. “Have you seen him?” 

Suddenly, in a green and purple blur, Donnie is standing in front of you. His goggles are pushed up to his temple now; and he has a hand on your shoulder. That’s surprising enough to make you halt in your tracks. “Wait.”

Several seconds pass. You eventually decide to break the silence. “I’m waiting,” you remind him with a slight smile.

Donnie stares, blinks. He shakes his head as if clearing his thoughts. “Right,” he acknowledges, before sighing theatrically. Then, as if that isn’t enough, he continues, “Sigh. I’ll read your essay for you.”

“Really?” you ask. He nods and you smile in relief. “Awesome, thanks.” 

“Don’t get used to it,” Donnie says pointedly. “Writing is the coward’s math.”

“What?” you sputter disbelievingly. That doesn’t even make sense. 

“Shut up,” he says defensively, taking your laptop from where you’d been holding it at your side.

“Wait, you don’t even know my—” you trail off, watching as he seamlessly unlocks your laptop, “...password.” You sigh. Figures. Something as simple as a password isn’t nearly enough to keep Donnie away. 

“Where is it?” he then asks, browsing through your computer. You resist the urge to snatch your laptop back. 

“I was going to pull it up for you,” you say with a shake of your head, leaning over his shoulder and pointing at the screen. “There. It’s for my communication class. The prompt had us pick a holiday, event, or occurrence and relate it to communication practices.”

“Yawn.” Donnie rolls his eyes. 

“Hey, you signed up for this,” you shrug. “I was going to ask Leo.” 

“Blegh, don’t remind me,” Donnie says with a lazy wave over his shoulder. “Now, shoo. I need complete silence for my artistic genius.” 

“Okay,” you agree, leaving his room. You can only hope he’ll return your laptop to you once he’s done. But you have a feeling he’s going to be poking around on your computer, if only to find blackmail material to use against you later. Sigh.

When he comes back, Donnie tosses your laptop towards you; you scramble to catch it, sending him a furious glare despite knowing he would’ve fixed it if you dropped it. You open it up and scroll through your essay, surprised to find very few notes and comments. You look up to him questioningly. 

“It was good,” Donnie says, almost looking like he’s struggling to admit it.  

“Don’t sound so surprised,” you huff. 

“I’m not surprised,” he clarifies. “It was interesting.”

“Oh,” you say. “Thanks.” 

“Yep,” he nods. “Now you owe me.” 

“Damn it,” you hiss. Owing Donnie a favor is never a good position to be in. Judging from the maniacal smirk that passes across his face, he has several chaotic ideas to get you to repay him. 

“Ta-ta!” he says with a wave, whistling as he goes. That extra pep in his step promises your likely demise at the hands of one of his many inventions. It was nice while it lasted, you suppose. 

Finally, after far too long, you have some free time. It’s been a while since you’ve had time to yourself. And you’ve made use of it, catching up on some TV shows and playing video games. But there’s only so much of that you can do before you get bored. It’s inevitable that you find yourself skateboarding with Mikey, after a casual remark from you about not knowing how to skate reaches his attention. 

Now you’re in the Hideout, trying and failing to do a kickflip. You did one a few minutes ago, but you haven’t been able to replicate the trick. In hindsight, maybe Mikey and you were a bit loud as you celebrated your successful trick. Because within a few minutes, Donnie’s emerging from his room and practically storming towards you both. 

“What’s going on here?” Donnie demands, looking irritated. “I can hear you both from my room.” 

“Sorry,” you grimace. Mikey echoes the sentiment. For a minute, Donnie’s just staring at you. You can tell he’s scrutinizing your appearance: you’re dressed a bit differently today, with baggy jeans, sneakers, and a sweatshirt. “Mikey’s teaching me how to skate,” you explain. “Sort of.” 

Donnie looks you up and down. “You look stupid,” he says clearly. “Poser.”

“Oh,” you just say, blinking as you watch him turn and walk away. Somehow, you get the feeling the comment isn’t genuine. Donnie does seem frustrated, though. “Okay then.” The comment hurts a little bit, but again, you don’t think he truly means it. 

Mikey grimaces as he stares after his brother, before turning back to you. “He doesn’t mean that, don’t worry,” he’s quick to say. “You know how he gets.” 

After about ten minutes, you’re finally able to do a kickflip consistently. Mikey’s been pretty patient with you so far, but you can tell he’s getting bored now. You thank him for his help and tell him you can pick up lessons some other day, to which he grins and congratulates you on a successful skating session. 

After some contemplation, you decide to head over to Donnie’s room, knocking on the door quietly. He allows you entrance and you try to apologize, only for him to beat you to it. 

“You’re not a poser,” Donnie says quickly, nudging his goggles up to his temple and looking at you imploringly. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine,” you respond. “Mikey and I were being kind of loud.”

“Yeah, but I didn’t mean it,” he emphasizes. Donnie swivels around in his desk chair, studying you for a long moment. “You didn’t—um, you don’t—look stupid or anything.” 

“Okay,” you respond, appreciating his reassurance. “Thanks.” 

“You look……. um,” Donnie breaks off, almost seeming to short-circuit for a second. He then mumbles something too quietly for you to hear. 

“Sorry, what was that?” you say, after a few moments of trying and failing to decipher what he just said.

“Nice,” he repeats. “You look nice. Really nice. I mean, not to say you don’t always look nice. Because you do. Like… just… extra nice? Hot, some might say. I mean—!”  

Donnie lets out a groan, seeming to realize what he just said. He straightens up and leaps to his feet. “Okay, great, visiting hours are over, bye!” he says quickly, before proceeding to push you out of his room and shut the door. You stare at his closed door in complete shock. 

You suppose you shouldn’t be surprised when, in the coming days, Donnie begins to avoid you. You try not to take offense to it, but after several days pass and he still seems avoidant, you ask Leo about it.

“It’s just been a few days,” you finish explaining to Leo, “but I don’t want him to think anything’s wrong.”

“He’s been avoiding you?” Leo blinks in bewilderment. Then he shakes his head. “Donnie’s such an idiot.”

Leo must talk to his brother sometime after that, because in the coming days, Donnie seems to relax a bit. He’s not outright avoiding you anymore, but you do catch him glancing at you every so often and then looking away in embarrassment. You want to reassure him that nothing has changed between you, but you never seem to get the perfect opportunity. 

It takes two weeks for things to finally return to normal. You haven’t really said or done anything different since your last conversation with Donnie, but after a quick meal shared with the brothers, things seem better. Donnie and you joke around a bit, and you think you may finally be past… well, whatever that was.

You’re on the couch later that night, struggling to choose what to watch. Raph and Mikey are playing basketball on the nearby court on the surface, while Leo is refereeing. Donnie is holed up in his room, as far as you know. 

“Hey,” a familiar voice says. You don’t have time to respond before Donnie is swiftly jumping over the back of the couch and sitting next to you. You blink in surprise. “So I have to build your profile. Your portfolio. You know, for research. Can I ask you some questions?” he practically blurts out. He sounds uncharacteristically hesitant.

“...Sure,” you agree. 

“Okay, good,” Donnie says, clearly relieved. He straightens up, looking down at the clipboard in his hands. When you try to sneak a glimpse, he huffs and hides it from you before beginning to fill it out. “Okay, birthday, already know it… Age, same as me, great… Hair color, got it…” 

“Eye color?” he asks, squinting at you. “Here, lemme see.” 

“You don’t know the answer to that?” you ask, somewhat offended. 

“Of course I do, shut up,” he huffs defensively. Donnie leans even closer, studying you intently. “Just double-checking. I need to get the exact hue right.”

“That can’t possibly make a difference,” you mumble. Donnie makes no indication of hearing you, instead flipping his attention between you and his clipboard and you again. You’re tempted to close your eyes out of sheer spite, but you know that won’t get you anywhere. Eventually, Donnie finishes this inspection and levels you with an inscrutable look. 

“Okay,” he says resolutely, looking at you intently. “Now this part is new, so it may seem a bit……. weird.”

You just raise a brow.

“What’s your sexuality?” Donnie asks. 

“I’m gay,” you decide to say. You’ve been struggling with exact labels recently, so you figure that’s the most accurate answer to give. 

“Good,” he nods, before blinking quickly. “I mean, got it. O—kay,” Donnie drawls. “Ideal first date, go.”

“Um….” you trail off, not quite sure what your answer is. And how is this relevant to whatever profile he’s building? Unless he’s covertly signing you up for some sort of dating site, this doesn’t make sense. “Coffee, I guess? Or a museum or something? I don’t know. I don’t really care.” 

“That’s fine, sure…” he says, noting your answers down. “Any turn-offs?”

Again, these questions don’t seem super relevant, but Donnie looked weirdly nervous so you decide to take pity on him and just follow along. “I mean, nothing crazy,” you say after considering the question. “Just the basics. Being rude to customer service workers… Lying, cheating… Things like that.” 

“Works for me,” Donnie hums. Then he stiffens, blinks like a deer in headlights. “That is, works for the— the profile.” 

He asks you a few more questions before showing you mercy. “Okay, I think I have it all,” Donnie announces. “Thank you for your generous participation,” he says with a mock bow. You roll your eyes, unable to hide a smile at the sight. 

“No problem,” you respond, watching him leave the room. “Do I get compensation for this generous participation?”

Donnie laughs. “Oh, absolutely not,” he says, sending a wave over his shoulder before promptly heading into his room.

“Wait a minute,” Raph says, resisting the urge to shake you by the shoulders. Surely you can’t be this oblivious. The two of you are sitting on the couch a few days later, as you recount your strange conversation with Donnie. “Wait wait wait wait wait a minute.” 

“What?” you ask worriedly. 

“Donnie straight up asked you about your ideal first date?” Raph asks incredulously. 

“Yeah…?” you say weakly. 

“And turn-offs?” he continues. You nod. “And then when you responded, he said, ‘Works for me’?!”

“I… Yeah,” you admit. 

Raphael face-palms. “You guys are fucking ridiculous.”

“He said it was for my profile; you know, for research…” you trail off unconvincingly. 

“Yeah, research,” Raph drawls. His brother is easily the smartest person he knows, but he can be quite stupid. “He’s researching how to be the ideal partner. Because he likes you.” 

“Oh,” you realize aloud. To your credit, you don’t seem super surprised—you probably suspected it, at the very least. 

But Raphael does a double-take, and pure terror runs through him. He was supposed to keep quiet about that. “Shit,” he says, “I… I wasn’t supposed to say that. Just forget it, okay?”

Unfortunately, he has a feeling you stopped listening after the part about Donnie liking you. Raph buries his head in his hands. Donnie is going to murder him. 

You have a plan. It’s a pathetically simple one: go into Donnie’s room and ask him on a date. It should be easy, right? Nothing crazy. In light of your conversation with Raphael, you think you have a good chance of succeeding with this plan. But, then again, you never know. Donnie’s always a bit unpredictable.

“Hey, Donnie,” you say as you knock on his door lightly. “Can I come in?”

“Yeah,” he responds after a second. 

“You sure?” you ask, peeking through the door ever so slightly. “You don’t sound convinced.”

“Yeah, you can come in,” Donnie clarifies with a drawn-out sigh.

You decide to linger near the doorway, sensing his stress. “Okay, so...” you trail off, starting to get nervous. “I was wondering if you wanted to get coffee sometime,” you blurt out in a rush. “Or go to a museum, or something.”

Donnie’s face scrunches in confusion, before he evidently remembers your survey response. “Are you asking me on a date?” he asks. 

“Yeah,” you answer.

“Oh,” Donnie says, clearly surprised. 

“So?” you prompt him, after a few seconds pass and nothing happens. “Do you want to? It doesn’t have to be right now.” You shove your shaking hands into your pockets. It’s fine, this is fine, everything is fine. You’re not nervous. You’re completely fine and unaffected and cool and composed and—

“Yes, I want to,” Donnie responds, a timid smile on his face. And you have to jump through several mental hoops to convince yourself that this is real, that you just asked Donnie on a date and he agreed. 

“Good,” you manage to say. You probably sound just as flustered as you’re feeling. “So when do you…?”

“Does right now work for you?” Donnie grins shamelessly, suddenly standing near the door.

“Sure,” you smile back. He holds the door open for you and the two of you head off.

“Hey, you ditched our lesson again,” Mikey frowns when he sees you walk into the Hideout a few weeks later. 

“Oh shit, Mikey, I’m so sorry,” you remark apologetically. Schoolwork has been taking up a lot of your time lately—and when it doesn’t, you’re usually with Donnie. The two of you have been going on dates for a few weeks now, and it’s been really nice.  

“It’s fine, dude,” he says genuinely, waving a hand nonchalantly. “It was nice to have some practice time.” 

“He has an even better teacher now!” Donnie announces, suddenly appearing in the hall with his skateboard. “Check it!” Donnie proceeds to skate up the ramp, executing a clean trick and coming back down.

“Hey, I could do that in my sleep,” Mikey scoffs.

Donnie’s expression darkens. 

…Uh oh. 

Before long, you find yourself judging an impromptu skating contest between Donnie and Mikey.  

Donnie’s pissed when you declare it a tie. You make it up to him by having an hour-long skating lesson after, which quickly spirals into Donnie just holding you still as you stand on a board. You try telling him that you were doing kickflips with Mikey—to which Donnie responds by placing a foot on your board and sending you sprawling forward. He catches you easily, his hands at your waist as he nearly lifts you off the ground.

“What was that for?” you ask breathlessly. 

“You’re grounded,” he says. “Literally and figuratively.” 

“What, why?” you sputter. 

“Look, Simba,” Donnie emphasizes, quite literally lifting you off of the ground. “Everything the light touches… is yours.” You look down at him in disbelief, choking on a confused laugh. He doesn’t say anything, creating a rather awkward tension between the two of you. You feel like a stray kitten, being picked up by an inquiring human. 

“You can let go of me now; I won’t fall,” you say at some point. It’s kind of impressive that he’s been lifting you up in the air for so long—you’re a few inches taller than him, after all.  

“Can never be too careful,” Donnie says pointedly. But he does finally let you return to the ground. You huff incredulously. “Now, onwards! To your room, young man!”

“What is happening?” you mutter to yourself. Donnie just tugs you along to his room, shutting the door and locking it behind him. Then he lets out a deep breath and collapses onto the couch. “What’s the matter?” you ask, a bit concerned for him. You’re getting whiplash here. 

“This dating stuff’s hard work,” Donnie sighs.

“It doesn’t need to be,” you try to say. “You don’t have to pretend—you can go off on your own when you need alone time or space.” 

“Thank you,” he nods. “That’s… not quite what I meant, but I appreciate it.”

“Oh,” you remark. “What did you mean?”

He growls in frustration, evidently annoyed with himself. You wait for him to gather his thoughts.

“I don’t really get it,” Donnie then admits. “Flirting and all that.” 

“That’s okay—” you try to reassure him.

“I was trying just now,” he interrupts you. “When you were skating.”

“Ohhhh,” you say. Suddenly the way he just froze in front of you makes more sense.  

“I wanted to kiss you,” Donnie continues.

Your eyes widen. “Well, don’t beat yourself up about it,” you say weakly, suddenly feeling a bit flustered. Donnie expressed his confusion about flirting and romance—and, honestly, you’re sort of the same. It’s a bit difficult to navigate. “…You can just ask,” you blurt out before your mind can catch up. The urge to immediately bury your head in your hands is hard to resist. 

But Donnie brightens. “I can?”

“Yeah,” you confirm.

“It was that easy?!” he exclaims incredulously, springing to his feet and coming to stand in front of you. After a moment, Donnie takes a slow breath. “Okay then,” he says slowly, “can I kiss you?”

“Sure,” you respond. 

It’s tentative and hesitant. Donnie pulls back as if you’re going to react dramatically. But you’re just staring at him, and he’s just staring back. A flush rises on his cheeks—difficult to see with his green skin, but noticeable nonetheless. 

His eyes flit about the room. “Again?” he asks quietly. 

You nod.

After four or five repetitions of this cycle, Donnie stops and wraps his arms around you, tugging you into an embrace. “This is…… nice,” he mumbles into your shoulder.

“Yeah, it is,” you agree, returning his embrace. 

“I’m sorry I’m not doing this right,” Donnie says. 

“You don’t have to apologize; there’s no right way to do this,” you reply truthfully. “I think we’re doing fine. Great, even.”

“Splendid,” Donnie adds. 

“Wonderful,” you continue. He squeezes you reassuringly, before his arms start to slip away. “Can I kiss you again?” you blurt out. 

If turtles could blush, you think Donnie would be blushing. His eyes are wide and his lips part slightly in surprise. Donnie nods. You lean in to kiss him and he’s quick to reciprocate. Before things can go too far, there’s a harsh banging on the door and you both flinch. Leo and Mikey are outside, yelling about something or other. 

“And that’s why I locked the door,” Donnie says smugly, sending an unbothered glance at the door before turning back to you. “Now, shall we play, my dear Watson?” He looks at the TV screen pointedly. 

“Certainly, Holmes.” You both exchange a look and then laugh, settling onto the couch. As you play, you slowly migrate closer together. By the time dinner is ready, you’re nearly nestled into Donnie’s side. 

You suspect the other brothers are still trying to get into Donnie’s room, judging from the rattling of the lock. Donnie’s just whistling proudly. He wraps an arm around your shoulder and smiles; you smile back. 

“We have some time,” he says a few seconds later with a smirk. The lock on the door is rattling. “It’s a fake lock,” Donnie elaborates. 

You laugh.

endnotes: donnie i'm coming home sweetie

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[littlelambscandyland]

Hello! I hope you’re doing alright. Could I please request yan-agere with Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?

So, I decided to do Headcanons, because I had a few things similar to this, and I'm on a headcanon kick right now. I hope you enjoy!

Yandere Caregiver Headcanons: The Hamato Brothers

I should probably preface this by saying that 88% of the time they're big brother caregivers; thinking you're their littlest sibling. In this case you are treated just a little like you're competent, just not enough not to be allowed freedom. There is that rare 12% of the time where they'll see you as their child instead. In this case you have significantly less freedom and are treated like you are less competent than a beetle. Either way you are thoroughly coddled by these mutant turtles.

Let's talk about the probability of a kidnapping. It's happening. Between the anxiety, possession, and obsession the four decide very quickly it's a good idea to just keep you with them.

Ralph is more of an overprotective yandere. He's constantly making sure his little love is alright, happy, and healthy. He can be quite overwhelming with how much he hovers and his inability to let you do anything for yourself; even out of regression and especially in little space.

Mikey is more of a manipulative yandere. He has way too much knowledge regarding emotions and relationships and he absolutely uses it to his benefit. He's always twisting situations or turning your emotions against you making you feel like you have to rely on him and his brothers.

Leo is more of an impulsive yandere. He's often dragging you off to do random things or saying things completely out of pocket. He offers the most freedom, but he'll also give you the most emotional whiplash than any of the others with how quickly his smile can become a frown.

Donnie is more of an obsessive yandere. He always finds out your secrets; he knows everything about you, because he's always watching. He can, will, and has spent hours asking you questions and/or doing a physical exam. He's often the most quiet about his obsession, but he's also deeper into it than his brothers are.

Ralph likes to get you stuffies and dolls hoping to encourage you to collect like he does. Because of his size and the way he talks even when you're fighting them it's kinda hard not to regress around him. Sometimes he likes to bench press you just so you feel tiny. Raph's favorite thing to do with you is play adventure games or even a tea party. He appreciates seeing you play with the toys he's gotten you. He loves every name you pick out and every story you come up with. He really loves when you let him play as the hero to save you, although he does find it adorable when you "take him down" when he plays the villain. Every once in a while his brothers will catch him in a tiara and a dress that definitely doesn't fit because you wanted him to be a princess or dress up for the tea party.

Mikey likes to cuddle with you under a pile of blankets when it's your nap time. Because of how good he is at manipulating your feelings you often let him do things the others aren't allowed to. He's the king of bath time; he makes the warmest, most colorful, and fun baths. Mikey's favorite thing to do with you is arts and crafts. He loves seeing what you doodle or what colors you pick when you scribble. He likes to get you covered in paint so he can give you a bath. He has a box full of drawings and paintings you've made; he also has several of your crafts sitting on display in his room. He has on more than one occasion rolled out a really long sheet of craft paper just for the two of you to cover it in doodles/scribbles. He really loves drawing things then telling you to draw them as well to see how they differ or if you can copy it.

Leo likes to try teaching you to skate; he'll never admit it, but he kinda likes when you fall down so he can pamper you afterwards. Because of his tendency to do things on a whim you're often subjected to really weird adventures, some of which are stressful enough to make you regress involuntarily. Sometimes he likes to prank his brothers just to see you laugh at them. Leo's favorite thing to do with you is read comic books. He likes to curl up on a bed or beanbag and read his favorites to you. Occasionally he'll try getting you to read them when really small because he thinks the way you stumble through it is cute. Your favorite comic very quickly becomes his. He loves seeing you fall asleep to him reading, but sometimes he feels a bit offended if he was being extra entertaining.

Donnie likes to teach you things like science or writing. Because you've spent quite a bit of time in his lab talking which sometimes can be tiring so you've also spent plenty of time napping there too. There have been several occasions where you've been handed off or walked in on him scrolling through a folder of photos of you. Donnie's favorite thing to do with you is play video or puzzle games. He likes to sit down with you in his lap, holding the remote under your own hands just to see how well you could do it. He likes seeing how your mind works and how well you could solve the puzzles. One of his favorite things, though he won't admit, is when you solve a puzzle or he helps you beat a level and you have a small celebration for yourself.

If they see you as a little sibling then both April and Casey Jr. are allowed to sit you if they can't be around. If they see you as their baby then only April is allowed to sit you, and it's only on rare occasions. As much as they love Splinter they don't trust him to be left alone with you as he might let you go or fall asleep for you to leave or hurt yourself. Draxum is an odd situation; he knows you exist and he's curious on what you did to his experiments to cause such strong emotions, but even Mikey won't let him meet you.

Most of your meals are cooked by Mikey as the others aren't good cooks and unlike them you "can't eat out all the time, it's bad for your belly." Most of your outfits are picked out by Donnie because he has the best fashion and knows what fabrics feel the best on your skin. Most bedtimes are curated by Raph as he has the most calming presence and ability to calm you down. Most of your naps are ruled by Leo because he's the best at wearing you down even when you haven't been close to sleepy.

Leo and Mikey have both on multiple occasions have stolen you away from the sewer several times just to set up a scenario where you need to be saved by them. They do this just to solidify in your head that you need them and their brothers to protect/take care of you.

Leo will sometimes join you and Donnie in playing video games, but that doesn't mean it's more fun. The twins do this purely so that one or the other can beat you in the game repeatedly so the one who wasn't playing the game could comfort you when you get sad or upset about losing.

Raph sometimes joins you and Mikey in your arts and crafts. He does this simply because he wants to have some of your art to put in his room too. Sadly his presence makes it a bit more boring because he's always trying to "keep you safe" even when you're doing something as simple as finger painting because "What if they try to eat it?"

Donnie and Raph are both constantly doing check-ups. And by that I mean, Raph is constantly taking you to Donnie to make sure everything is in order with you. You can end up spending 3-4 hours in the lab with Raph hovering as Donnie goes through the ritualistic check-up.

Lord have mercy if you get sick. You practically spend the entire time in the med bay with all four mutants crowding you. Raph has so many panic attacks during it. Donnie will not stop running diagnostics on you. Leo continuously wakes you up just to make sure you still will. Mikey barely lets you stay alone because "you're so fragile what if you need something and you're alone?"

If you regress to an infant or a toddler they're significantly less extreme and much more gentle with you. The biggest problem is Donnie and Leo will purposefully do things discreetly to make you fussy and cry so that one of them can comfort you. Also, Raph and Mikey really like the intimacy of bottle-feeding and will force you to do it even when big.

All four of them absolutely adore seeing you little whether it's because you've relaxed enough to be small or because you're so stressed you go into little space. Leo and Mikey are the best at handling the crying or screaming; Leo may be condescending while doing it but he still ends up calming you, and Mikey may be slightly threatening but he still ends up making you feel loved. Donnie and Raph are the worst at handling the crying or screaming; Donnie tends to be apathetic towards your crying, and Raph ends up panicking because of how hard you're doing it. All four handle a relaxed regression perfectly; Donnie will immediately engage in a good regression activity, Leo starts playing silly games with you, Raph jumps straight into cuddling and affection, and Mikey dives straight into baby-talking you till you die of giggles.

If you regress to a bigger age they tend to be more extreme and more chaotic because they see you as slightly less fragile. Now this only extends to if they see you as a sibling because if they see you as their kid then you're getting the same treatment as the infant/toddler regressors because you're still their little baby no matter the age.

It doesn't matter the age you regress or if they see you as a sibling or a child. They love you obsessively and deeply. The brothers would do literally anything for you, and there's nothing you or anyone else can do to stop them. You're going to be trapped with them for a very long time, and if Donnie succeeds at his immortality experiment it'll be even longer.

[fishsticksloser]

First kisses / confession kisses Headcanons or scenarios for rottmnt please? If you can, please make the reader friendly but gets rather shy with flirting… after finding out the turtles do like them, they get more confident with showing affection? Daring even 👀

Hope you have a wonderful day ✨♥️

First Kiss

RotTMNT x gn!reader

Warnings: fluff, kissing, not written as hcs, kinda short?

A/N: I do have a love confessions headcannon already that has like a confession kiss, so ignore that for the purpose of this headcannon. Have an amazing day/night!

Donnie

Donnie would admit that he's not the most romantic, he could be if he wanted, but most of the time it wasn't something he cared for. Yet, when it came to you... He kept a stash of your favorite candy in his lab. Maybe one day he'll eat a piece and kiss you, just so it tastes like your favorite candy. Donnie would make you small things just to see your blush and stumble over your words. He loved it.

But for some reason things changed. You stopped stuttering when he gave you things. In fact — though he couldn't be sure — you seemed to get more flirty with him. You gave him compliments, touched him more, and overall just seemed more focused on him.

Donnie wouldn't lie and say that he hated it, he liked having your attention. Yet he wondered why it was so sudden. He'd have to think about that later as you're sitting next to him right now.

"Donnie, this is genius, really." You gush as you looked at his newest blueprint. He hadn't actually made it yet, but he had it all laid out and ready to make.

"Why do you sound surprised? I am a genius after all." He muses, leaning back in his chair. He was trying to act nonchalant, but inside he was screaming.

"Of course. Of course." You snort, smiling at him. "I'm just saying, this is the coolest thing You've ever come up with. This could really make Genius Built take off."

Donnie really doesn't know what came over him, truly to this day he claims he blacked out. But he had to kiss you. You'd always been so supportive and kind to him. He leans forward, cupping your jaw, and pressing his lips to yours so gently. And, yes, it does taste like your favorite candy.

Leo

Leo prides himself on being charming and flirtatious. He always enjoyed the blush on your face, when you'd cover your face anytime he flirted with you. He truly couldn't help himself, you just look so cute.

So imagine his shock when you suddenly started flirting back, "accidentally" making your hand brush his. He didn't know why there was a change, but he wasn't complaining.

When you two chilled out in his room, he'd hold you close to him. Leo would claim that it's just because you're warm and turtles like warm things. In reality, he likes hearing your heart race when he compliments you. As time goes on, he gets a bit more handsy, finding any reason to touch you.

One day, his mind is just filled with thoughts of you. He literally can't get you out of his head, he's tried. Mikey mumbled something to Raph about Leo being "lovesick" and Leo couldn't agree more.

When you finally came over. Though, he didn't know you were there at first. But he felt the brush of your hand on his, his own hand quickly grabbing you. Leo couldn't help himself. He pulled you against him and kissed you, letting out a relieved sigh.

Mikey

Mikey tried his best to be everything you needed. He loved being with you, he flirted without fully realizing he was flirting. But the sight of your blush, the way you looked when he complimented you makes his heart soar.

Then you started flirting back? Holding his hand? Being more touchy?

It was his turn to blush and stutter, but honestly it just made him more attracted to you. It made him crave your touch, your laugh, your smile. Mikey was growing a bit concerned, he's never had someone plague his thoughts like this before.

Every time you came over, Mikey would look at you and think about how you'd feel in his arms. He'd watch your lips when you'd talk, thinking about what would happen if he just leaned forward and kissed you. Of course, he didn't want to interrupt you while you spoke.

Finally, Mikey gained the courage to do just that. You had just finished talking about your day, smiling so big, so sweetly. Mikey was grinning back, leaning forward. He pressed a small, quick kiss to your lips before pulling back. He didn't want to overwhelm you or overstep.

Raph

Raph was anxious about going too far before you were ready. He'd always check in to see if you were doing okay, but never really flirted. Not like Leo, he didn't really give compliments either. He'd hold you, help you with things, but never outright flirted.

If Mikey and Leo hadn't told you that Raph was crushing on you, you probably wouldn't have known. Raph is that lowkey about it.

Honestly after they told you, you still didn't believe it. But you realized how Raph would go out of his way to help you, constantly texting you encouraging things, always making sure you're comfortable.

He liked taking things slow, wanting to get a good feel on how well you two worked together. He wouldn't do anything if you two aren't together, not wanting it to be fleeting. So after a few months of being together, Raph's mind is filled with thoughts about what your lips would feel like against his.

Raph makes a huge deal about it. He'll take you out to dinner, make it as romantic as he can. He'll walk you home like the gentleman he is and he does kiss you on the doorstep. Raph is so gentle, holding your jaw, his thumb caressing his cheek. And when he pulls away? He doesn't stay away for long, kissing you a few more times.

[wonderingpanda]

Hey 👋 so excited that you are writing for the boys of Tales of the tmnt. I was wondering if you can write something about the female reader going to the costume party dressed up as Leo’s favorite female character (whatever you like) and he ends up all cute and flustered that he can’t stop looking at the reader through out the party. Something fluffy and cute.

Please and Thank you 🙏

Love Interest

Tottmnt!Leo x Fem!Reader

Finally, I finished it!🎉🥳 Tbh, I wasn’t too sure who to put as Leo’s favourite female character and at first I was thinking more Star Trek (because I think it’s pretty well known that the Leo’s are sci-fi lovers) but I didn’t know how many people would be familiar with it so I chose to go off the Batman reference from the movie. Anyway, that was really unnecessary but I felt like sharing the process. Please enjoy, I hope you like it!

Down in the sewers, Leo was busy sprawled out on his bed, working on his comic book as usual.

“They’re heroes, yeah, woo, yeah!” He whispered as he continued drawing.

“You’re my hero Leo!” He whispered the words as he drew a picture of Y/n L/n, a friend from school he had started crushing on. He kicked his legs giddily as he began daydreaming of scenarios where he got to save her, show off his skills, hold her in his arms as they travelled along rooftops… if only that could be reality.

“Come on Leo, you’re gonna make us late!” Donnie called from the other side of the room.

“I’m coming, I’m coming!”

Instead of working on his comic tonight though, Leo was going to be attending a costume party with the rest of his brothers. They only had a little while to get ready, so the boys began getting dressed up and gathering their things.

“C’mon, ergh-almost! *huff* You couldn’t of gone with a more shell friendly outfit!?” Raph lifted his head up, he was helping Leo get on the rest of his costume.

“Come on, just pull!” Leo complained. They continued a back-and-forth struggle till the final piece eventually fell into place.

“There!” Raph huffed “You happy?”

“Yes actually.” Leo smiled proudly before his face shifted to a nervous frown. He began twisting around to check how he looked and anxiously glanced at Raph. “Do you think Y/n will like it?”

He burst out laughing. “Please, Y/n’ll like whatever costume you decide to put on. I mean, you look like a dork but I don’t think she’ll care.”

“Ok.. wait, what’s that supposed to mean?” But Leo wasn’t given an answer as Donnie came rushing between them.

“Do you think we should leave now or in a couple minutes? Cos the party starts in like 13 but I looked up party etiquette on Wikipedia and it says you’re supposed to be there 30 minutes after start time.”

“Wikipedia, seriously?” Leo judged.

“Well it’s not like you have any experience with this stuff!” Donnie pointed out.

“You’re right, I don’t.” Leo admitted. “And because of that, I say it’s best to just play it safe and leave now so we can arrive on time.”

“You just want to see Y/n, don’t you?” Mikey teased, poking out from behind the three.

“I do not!” He defended.

“Yeah right, I bet you can’t wait to see her all dressed up.” Donnie smirked.

“Oh please stop.”

“Yeah, and he’ll probably ask her to dance.” Raph joined in.

“Ask her to- what? No!”

“Aww you’re probably gonna try and get all cozy with her so you can start making out together. Mm mm mwa!” Mikey made the noise right next to Leo’s ear, causing him to jump.

“No, no and no.” Leo pointed at each of his brothers. “We’re just going to go and everything’s going to be chill, no one’s going try or ask or do anything. Ok?”

His brothers all exchanged squinted side-eyes before Donnie casually shrugged. “Whatever you say Nardo.”

“But seriously, let’s go. It’s party time!” Raph cheered as they all began to leave.

————————————

The lower half of building where the party was happening was entirely quiet in contrast to the loud bass and blaring lights that could be seen and heard towards the top level.

Leo and his brothers were caught up in some conversation when they opened the door but stopped as they were immediately swarmed by almost everyone in the room.

“Hey, oh my gosh it’s you!”

“Yo guys, the turtles are here!”

“Love the costumes.”

Amongst the chaos Leo managed to spot April doing her best to wave from the back of the crowd.

“Hey guys I see April, imma go over and say hi.”

“Yeah I gotta go to, see you all.” Donnie quickly waved as he headed over to talk to his friends.

As they all disbanded so did the crowd and Leo was able to easily walk across the room.

“Hey April!” He smiled and waved.

“Leo, hey! You all good after whatever that was.” April raised her eyebrows and glanced over to the entrance before looking back at Leo.

“Yeah, it’s still hard to get used to so many people liking us now.” He nervously laughed.

“Speaking of people who like you.” April mumbled. “Hey Y/n, Leo’s here!”

Y/n glanced to where the two were and turned to start walking over. “Oh, hey Leo!”

Leo looked over in her direction, feeling a pile of nerves simply at the prospect of greeting her. But when he saw what she was wearing everything increased by a million.

It was like one of those slow motion sparkly walks that you see in movies. Where everything fades out and all you can see is the pretty love interest waking forward with romantic music playing in the background. At least, that’s how Leo saw it.

“Hey, Y/n. Uh I like your costume. Catwoman! You look amazing.” His cheeks heated up the longer he spent looking at her.

“Thanks! I was originally thinking of going as Carol Marcus (Star Trek character, for those who don’t know) but I figured people would get this reference more.” She smiled and held her hands together.

Oh wow, so no matter what she wore she was going to end up dressing as the love interest for one of the heroes he pictured himself as. Leo figured he may as well die on the spot because his brain was no longer working.

“Oh, so you’re into older stuff. That’s pretty cool.” Seriously Leo, that just sounded obnoxious!

“Yeah. Well anyway, I’m going to go get something to drink. Do either of you want anything?” Y/n asked. April waved off the offer.

“Nah I’m good, thanks though!”

“You don’t need to get me anything.” Leo shyly smiled. Thank goodness blush was less visible on his skin or else he’d be dead.

“Okay! I’ll see you guys around then. See you later!” Y/n waved as she walked off into the crowd.

“Bye!” April called.

“See ya!” Leo anxiously chuckled. He stood in a slouched position for a moment.

“At least try to stand upright when you’re talking to her. You look like you just got punched in the gut.” April advised, causing Leo to stand upright quickly.

“Oh r-right, of course.” He coughed into his hand and gave April a blatant, overly toothy smile.

“So.” She spoke up. “What did you think of Y/n’s costume?”

“C-costume. Right, yes, her costume. I love it I think it’s really pretty and well-made.” Leo closed his eyes in an attempt to stay composed. An attempt that failed miserably, I might add.

“Maybe you should have gone as Batman, then you two could’ve paired up.” Leo frowned and gave April an aggressive side-eye.

“I hate you.”

“No you don’t.” April smiled and patted Leo on the head, causing him to sigh and look down.

“No I don’t.”

Y/n’s costume was the only thing on Leo’s mind for the rest of the night. Anytime he noticed her he couldn’t help but sneak glances every few minutes.

He was talking to a group of friends and had to be snapped back to reality as he couldn’t stop looking over in her direction.

There was even a point where she noticed him and he immediately looked away with a bright red face. But, then again, his face was already a blushing mess for most of the night.

He could barely get near Y/n because every time he did, his heart would race and he’d begin to feel an overwhelming amount of nerves? Love? Maybe a mix of both…

Either way, point is he was helpless. Helpless to his own feelings. So when everyone started gathering to dance to a popular song and Y/n grabbed his hand to pull him in, oh how the world felt irrelevant.

Little did he know, Y/n did this intentionally so she’d be able to dance with him. The two looked at each other and began laughing while uncontrollably smiling as the music played.

Feeling bold, Y/n decided to go in for a dip which caught Leo off-guard but he succeeded in catching her. Now they were even closer, very much unbelievably closer. What would happen if the two just inched their faces forward and…

“Who wants to play truth or dare!” Some random person yelled, leading the entire room to erupt into cheers.

Y/n quickly followed the large crowd of people as a circle started to form and waved over Leo as he was still repeating that entire sequence of events in his head. Was that a ‘we should kiss’ moment or a ‘we’re having fun’ moment because he really couldn’t tell!

Well now it was over and he instead found himself in a circle with Donnie on his right, Raph on his left, and Y/n sat opposite him from across the circle.

The game began and went on for a few rounds till some guy decided to point at Y/n.

“Y/n! Truth or dare?” Feeling hyped up, Y/n chose to go for the more interesting choice.

“Dare.”

The guy let out a menacing chuckle and began rubbing his hands together. “Alright, I dare you… to text your crush.”

“Pfft what are you, five?” Y/n burst out laughing.

“Five year olds can text now?” He asked.

Y/n rolled her eyes playfully before pulling her phone out. Leo’s mind started racing. Who was she going to text? Would it be him? What if it wasn’t him? What if she lied? What if it was one of his brothers? What if-

“I can’t, phones dead.” She shrugged before placing her phone back down beside her. The guy groaned.

“Ok. Then I dare you… to pledge your elegance to the holy sanctimony of caterpillar.”

“I’m sorry, what?” Y/n raised her eyebrows.

“It’s a thing.” He nonchalantly replied.

“It’s not a thing.” The girl next to him shook her head. He waved his hand dismissively at her.

“It’s totally a thing.”

“Alright then. I pledge my elegance to the holy sanctimony of caterpillar.” Y/n gave a confused look as the guy raised his fists.

“Huzzah! Welcome, to the caterpillar cult.” She stifled a laugh at his absurd announcement.

“What the? Uh, ok I guess that’s my turn. Um… Leo! Truth or dare?” She made eye contact with him, only briefly but still.

“Uh, um. Ehh truth.” Stupid Leo. Stupid, stupid, stupid!

Y/n began to look around for ideas. “Ok, since we were on the topic of crushes I think it’s only right to ask; who do you have a crush on?” She smiled and leaned forward, followed by everyone else in the circle.

Honestly, she may have played it as a teasing joke but Y/n genuinely wanted to know. Yes she knew he’d probably lie but his response would at least give away something.

“Who do I have a crush on?” Leo began sweating bullets and avoided eye contact at all costs. “Uh well I have a crush on a girl, human, a human girl. Yep, that’s-that’s who it is.”

“Uh huh. Yeah I asked who they are not what they are so, I’m gonna need a little more information than that.” Y/n smiled deviously, she just wanted to know a little

more.

“She’s charming, s-smart, uh pretty very pretty ca-c-p-person that, of whom I know to a certain degree.” He began internally cringing at how he had stuttered. Dammit Leo! Why do you have to be you?

Y/n sat there for a good moment, analysing all the info she’d just got out of him. “Mmm… good enough! You go.”

He let out a quiet sigh of relief before turning to his right. “Whew. Donnie, truth or dare?

“Truth.” Not a moment of hesitation.

Leo smiled jokingly, hoping to act all teasing to take the pressure off of himself. “Who do you have a cru-“

“Don’t.” Donnie replied sternly.

“Ok.” He got the message and quickly reeled back.

The game finished up soon after and everyone split off to go do different things.

The rest of the night went as it did before. Leo would be talking to someone, look over in Y/n’s direction, feel like his stomach had turned into a butterfly enclosure and turn back to the people he was talking too, ignoring the increasing blush covering his face.

Every minute, every second, every waking moment of his existence had just been infiltrated by the thought of Y/n and her stunning outfit.

And Y/n noticed. Oh she noticed. It’s what led her to walk up to him the second she saw he was alone.

“Hey Leo.” She sat down next to him. Oh boy, here he goes again.

“Hey Y/n, again. How many times have we greeted each other tonight now?” Leo wondered leading Y/n to giggle slightly.

“I don’t know. The party’ll be over soon so I figured I’d try to sneak in one more moment with you before we all have to leave.” She leaned to the side and bumped her shoulder playfully with his. Leo’s eyes widened after hearing what she said.

“It’s already near the end? That was quick.” Y/n burst out laughing.

“Leo, it’s like 11pm. We’ve been here for hours!”

“Wait seriously!?” He sat up straighter with his hands as support before sinking back into a comfortable position. “Huh, time really does fly by.”

A moment of silence passed till Leo decided to ignore his nerves and speak up.

“By the way, I never actually told you how much I like your outfit.”

“Oh you don’t have to.” Y/n tried to wave him off.

“But seriously, it’s super pretty and looks amazing on you. I love it.” Leo grinned genuinely while gesturing to her outfit.

“Thanks Leo, I love your costume too. How did you even manage to get it on?” Y/n wondered.

“Help from Raph.” Leo stated.

“Ahh I see...” They both fell into silence again for a little while. Feeling nervous, Y/n glanced to the side and decided to just drop the bomb by asking “Are we- do we have a thing going on between us or is that just me being stupid?”

“Huh, uh w-what?” Leo’s eyes widened in shock as he turned to look at her. She in turn looked in his direction, although her gaze rested just a little off to the side from his face as she felt too anxious to make eye contact with him.

“Like I know, or at least I think I know, that you’ve been looking over at me a few times tonight and it felt like there was something going on back when we were dancing with everyone else. So I’m just wondering if it’s like a thing or not, you know?” Y/n chose to finally make eye contact with Leo and was met with his adorably awkward, blushing face.

“I’m going to be totally honest with you I assumed you just thought I was being weird.” He sunk his head down a little, tensing at the topic of conversation. Y/n smiled and shook her head in disbelief.

“Leo you’re like the most amazing person I know. Also, I’m not gonna lie, I thought it was pretty cute how you were acting the whole night.” She blushed and look down to the side again. Leo was once again overcome with surprise but tried his best to keep it together.

“You thought, oh. I think your pretty cute too uh not just in that costume but in general like I think your super pretty every day, all the time.” He laughed nervously and gave Y/n an adoring look.

“Ok I’m just going to say it because I think it’s super obvious at this point.” Y/n took a deep breath to try and calm down. “I’ve already practically said it but I like you. And I mean that in a more than friends way.” She confessed.

“Thank god, because I like you as so much more than a friend.” Leo sighed. Y/n smiled and decided to lean in, whispering something in his ear. Leo quickly perked up and his entire face turned pink.

“Heh.”

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Leo smiled nervously as he walked back towards a corner of the room, Y/n following.

“You know I’m not really used to this kind of thing so I don’t know-“

He didn’t even get a complete sentence out before Y/n began to kiss him. They kissed again as she wrapped her arms around his neck and slightly pushed him further back. They went for another kiss and another before they both pulled away and Leo sighed.

“I love being a turtle.”

They both smiled and quickly went back to their make-out session. Best party ever.

What no one noticed though was the mysterious figure hidden on the side of a building facing the party. They were dressed in purple and black with a mask covering their entire face, yellow buggish eyes that looked almost like goggles, a long bandana wrapped around their head and the symbol of a red foot displayed clearly on the front of their outfit.

“I’ve located the turtles, and it looks like they’ve already made some friends.”

I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I know it’s just meant to be fluff but I couldn’t help myself, I need the foot clan to appear already 😭. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed. Please keep requesting, peace, love, and have an awesome day/night wherever you are!✨

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Hello, could you create a headcanon for ROTTMNT about what it would be like to date Leo, Raph, Mikey, and Donnie (separately) and what the pros and cons of a relationship with them would be?

Headcanon: GN!Reader dating the Rise!Turtles (Separate) (Requested prompt with established relationship)

A/N: This was really fun to work on and ended up surprising myself with how this turned out!!!

Donnie

Pros:

Since you take the time to listen to whatever he says, he'll do the same for you.

Even before you started dating him, he took some notes on what you liked and disliked. (He used to have a tablet for that said purpose but eventually, retooled as a backup photo album storage between the two of you)

- I personally think he's not one for the usual icebreaker conversations with stuff like "how's your day and etc"

So most conversations start with some tangent on his mind or about your favorite things then eventually discussing daily stuff that happened within the day.

Even though he struggles trying to cheer people up, but he's not gonna ignore your well-being when you happened to have a bad day.

- Like he makes sure you had something to eat or drink. And if talking about the problem makes it worse, already noted and tries to pull you towards light stress free activities. (Letting you borrow one of his headphones to listen to your music, sort and try out a box of fidget toys, or setting up a small space in the lair as the designated chill zone)

While there might be some technical mishaps, he always has good intentions trying to fix your phone or other electronic devices you have trouble with.

Cons:

Imo I feel like during the first few weeks in the relationship, he'll be awkward towards pda. (don't constantly pester him about it)

- He'll eventually come to it maybe near the end of the first month of dating. (With his personal quota of handholding and hugs that last a few seconds)

Until realizing your needs are just as important to maintain that special relationship.

- However, If some creep doesn't get the message you're already taken, its one of the rare times he'll force himself into initiating pda for your own safety.

Easily gets jealous and refuses to admit it with some snarky remark.

When he refuses to take breaks, you probably have to step in so he doesn't accidentally hurt himself or gets sick.

- When you do so, it often ends with him passing out on you.

(And tiny bit of scolding from his brothers [namely Raph and Dr Delicate Touch] after Donnie recovered from overworking himself on a large scale project)

Can be very passive aggressive and it could lead to some unpleasant arguments towards something very trivial.

- He's definitely the most stubborn out of his brothers and probably won't hear you out until your feelings get hurt.

It might take him a few days to think up of a proper apology. And during those days, he slowly regrets yelling at you along with letting his anger get the best of him.

Leo

Pros:

He won't admit it but, your level of honesty around him really puts him at ease whenever he's lost in thought about something.

- The leader can name a least few things about his brothers' special talents but during a few nights where he can't sleep, because of a nightmare from a past enemy. (either Shredder or the Krang)

He didn't have the energy for one of his usual portals but, really wanted give you a hug for saying such kind words through a phone call.

He'll instantly back off if he accidentally made a joke that offended you.

- The last thing he wants is to upset you. So he really tries working some type of compromise between the two of you, so it doesn't happen again.

He has a strong memory sometimes, like remembering the little details. It will usually happen when you least expect it.

- Casually bringing up a past event from one of the photos saved on your phone. Often being one of the early hang out sessions, before you started dating him. He'll lightly tease you about it but, mostly grateful that you took a chance to build up that relationship with him.

If you happened to have a case of bad luck, he's very determined to end that streak's rein of terror by his own hands.

- And if you can't visit the lair, he'll let you borrow his lucky rock as a good luck charm.

Cons:

He still has a bit of that competitive energy in him and can be a sore loser when he doesn't win.

- It could take him a while to realize that the playful showboating upseted you and to why you're refusing to give him any attention.

This also adds on to that he's not the best at genuine apologies.

- Like the first sorry has no feeling to it until the guilt weighes down on him.

I don't think he could last a few days with you giving him the cold shoulder + silent treatment (Imo, he has the type of desperate embarrassment that would be hard to watch)

Sometimes his "surprise planning" ends up in a panic since he waits until the last minute to get you something.

- Given how some of his strategies usually works towards his advantage. (Often not telling the others about it and another similar manner along those lines)

His ego can 100% break the relationship.

- Like there's only certain amount of patience you can handle with his nonsense and his brothers will absolutely not stand for that kind of behavior. The moment he realizes he was in the wrong, he scrambles trying to avoid a potential break up.

Raph

Pros:

Almost has the same level of patience as Mikey's. (Also a result of being the oldest brother and dealing with some of Splinter's shenanigans)

Will often ask if you need help with the heavy lifting. (Even towards small stuff like when you can't reach for something on the top shelf. He will immediately grab said item for you.)

Gives the best teddy bear hugs

- Not too tight or too close to his spiky scales. Just right enough where it can easily put you at ease, stopping any stressful thought plaguing your mind.

Can easily motivate you into short exercise routines.

- It doesn't even have to be the daily recommended 30 minutes. Often being close to under 5 minutes is still worth it.

When both of you were done following that one morning aerobics exercise from animal crossing, his brothers immediately teased him about it. But he doesn't care, he was just happy you got to stay up for a little bit before lazily resting your head near his plastron.

Cons:

While the big guy means well, he can be a bit overbearing.

- Especially if you got a small injury, after a brief night patrol fight from an unexpecting bad guy attack.

He will absolutely be a mother hen if you end up getting sick. Drops whatever he was doing and rushes over to make sure you're okay. Which often results in him getting sick after you fully recovered because he forgot to bring the protective gear for his own safety.

(This is a personal headcanon of mine) but he's definitely close to a morning kind of guy. Light stretches to start the day before he eats breakfast.

- So if you have a similar night owl schedule like Donnie or Leo, he won't say much but, he will judge you for it unless its related to some medical reasons.

If you decide on borrowing clothes from him, a lot of the shirts he has, will have a few holes because of his spiky shell. So pack some extra clothes (like a spare tank top or something similar) if you're not into the torn up clothing look.

You're bound to see Savage Raph at least a few times.

- Please approach with caution and take Leo's advice seriously. However, still be gentle around Raph and comfort him by the time he returns back to his usual self.

Mikey:

Pros:

The fact he knows how to cook is already best boyfriend material.

- He can probably cook up your favorite food if you ask for it.

Another plus is proper communication skills.

- Dr Feelings will always be there to help and will accommodate what's best suited to your needs.

Can be your personal cheerleader when you happened to be stuck at starting something.

- After all, he is the best hype man for a reason. But, can easily tone down the energy if you start to feel overwhelmed.

There will always be a lot of creative thought in whatever gift he makes for you.

- Very heartfelt and he will be a blushing mess if you ended up displaying it in a place where he can see it. (either in your room or a place in your house where there's a lot of care in preserving it)

Cons:

Imo I feel like the Dr Delicate Touch persona leans towards some of that passive aggressive energy.

- Namely the anger tone, (which might have some influence from a certain purple turtle) so Mikey still needs to be careful about that.

It won't happen all the time but, if you forgot to eat breakfast. (or any of the other important 3 meals of the day)

- Mikey will pester you into eating some food he made. He usually does this to Donnie and the box shell turtle won't budge until you finish the meal. Or at least half of it, so it can be saved for later as leftovers.

The sad puppy eyes trick is present in all the turtles but, Mikey's more dangerous since he's a master at it. So try your best not to give in to the temptation. (If you can help it)

He's the second turtle to make a beeline into danger. (and him being commited to be the bait as a distraction [like dressing up in a hippo costume with a cologne that attracts said animal or the time he wore a cucumber suit to tease Repo Mantis' mutant pet cat for one of Donnie's vlogs])

- Be prepared to patch him up as result of his rowdy energy.

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It's cold!!

Donnie and Leo x GN reader

Heheh cute shit I love Christmas

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A Snowy Retreat

It was one of those rare days when the city felt serene instead of chaotic. Snow blanketed New York, softening the harsh angles of rooftops and muffling the usual cacophony of life. Leonardo, leader in blue, stood atop a building alongside his partner, gazing at the cityscape as snowflakes spiraled down lazily.

"You know," they said, breaking the silence, "it’s kind of magical up here."

Leo smiled. "Yeah, it’s peaceful. Makes you forget all the craziness for a bit."

They turned to him with a mischievous glint in their eye. "Too peaceful."

Before Leo could react, a snowball smacked him square in the chest.

"Hey!" he exclaimed, brushing off the snow.

Their laughter echoed through the snowy silence. "You looked too calm. Had to fix that."

A smirk spread across Leo’s face as he crouched to gather snow. "Oh, it’s on now."

The fight began with a flurry of snowballs flying back and forth, each trying to outmaneuver the other. Leo’s ninja reflexes gave him an edge, but his partner’s determination leveled the playing field. He slid behind a chimney for cover as they pelted him with an impressive barrage of snowballs.

"You’re good," he admitted, peeking out to return fire.

"I’m better," they teased, narrowly dodging his shot.

After what felt like an hour, both were breathless and soaked from the snow. His partner was shivering, their gloved hands fumbling as they tried to scoop up another snowball.

"Alright, truce," Leo called, dropping his handful of snow.

They stood up, shaking out their jacket. "Alriiigghhhttty. But only cuz I'm cold!"

Leo stepped closer, concern replacing his playful grin. "You should’ve said something sooner." Without waiting for a response, he shrugged off his scarf and draped it over their shoulders. "Come on, let’s head back to the lair. I’ll warm you up properly."

They didn’t argue as he led the way back, expertly navigating the rooftops despite the snow.

When they arrived at the lair, the warmth was immediate and comforting. The hum of Donnie’s gadgets, the faint sound of Mikey humming in the kitchen, Raph training, and the scent of Splinter’s incense made it feel like home.

"Sit," Leo instructed, motioning toward the couch. "I’ll grab some blankets."

They sank into the cushions as he disappeared briefly. When he returned, he was carrying an armful of thick blankets and handed them a steaming mug of hot cocoa.

"You planned this, didn’t you?" they teased, taking a sip.

Leo grinned as he sat beside them, draping a blanket over the two of them. "I always have a plan."

They leaned against him, sighing contentedly as the warmth seeped into their bones. "You know, you’re pretty good at this whole ‘taking care of me’ thing."

Leo’s arm wrapped around their shoulders, pulling them closer. "That’s because you’re my favorite snowball rival."

They laughed softly, letting the exhaustion from the cold slip away. "You’re lucky I let you win."

"Sure," he said, his voice tinged with amusement. "But next time, I’m bringing reinforcements."

The sound of their laughter filled the lair, blending seamlessly with the comforting chaos of the turtles’ home.

A Chill in the Air

Snow dusted the rooftops of New York, creating a winter wonderland that felt oddly out of place in the city’s gritty backdrop. Donatello stood beside his partner, watching the snow fall silently under the glow of streetlights.

"It’s beautiful," they said softly, gazing out at the serene landscape.

Donnie nodded, his bo staff resting against his shoulder. "It is. But it’s also ridiculously inefficient. Snow impedes infrastructure, slows down transportation—"

"Donnie," they interrupted, turning to him with a grin, "can you ever just enjoy something without analyzing it?"

He tilted his head, lips quirking into a smirk. "Not really."

Their grin widened as they bent down to scoop up a handful of snow. "Maybe this will help."

Before he could compute the implications, a snowball splattered against his plastron. He looked down at the damp spot in mock offense. "Oh, so this is how we’re playing?"

"Obviously," they teased, already preparing another snowball.

Donnie adjusted his goggles and crouched down. "Alright, but don’t blame me if you regret this."

The fight began with flurries of snowballs arcing through the air. Donnie’s analytical mind turned the skirmish into a tactical exercise, calculating angles and wind speed to land his shots. His partner, however, relied on spontaneity and speed, often catching him off guard.

"Gotcha!" they cheered as a snowball hit him square on the shoulder.

Donnie wiped the snow off, shaking his head. "You’re infuriatingly good at this."

"Maybe you’re just bad," they teased, ducking behind a vent for cover.

He chuckled, lobbing another snowball their way. "Oh, you’re going to regret saying that."

But the cold was starting to seep into his hands and feet, and after a particularly well-aimed snowball smacked him in the face, Donnie called for a truce.

"Alright, alright! I concede!" he said, throwing his hands up in mock surrender.

His partner stood up, grinning triumphantly. "Admit it—I’m the snowball champion."

"Fine," Donnie muttered, brushing snow off his goggles. "But only because my body temperature is lower than it should be."

They stepped closer, brushing snow off his shoulders. "Come on, let’s go back to the lair. I think you’ve earned some hot chocolate."

Donnie sighed dramatically. "Hot chocolate and maybe a blanket. Or two. Or three."

When they arrived back at the lair, Donnie immediately headed for the couch, shedding his gear as he flopped down with an exaggerated groan. His partner chuckled, grabbing a couple of blankets from the pile Donnie always kept handy for "emergency relaxation purposes."

They sat beside him, draping one blanket over both their laps and the other over his shoulders. Donnie let out a contented hum as he leaned into them, his cheek brushing against their shoulder.

"Much better," he murmured.

They smiled, wrapping an arm around him. "You’re such a baby about the cold."

"Excuse me," Donnie said, voice muffled by the blanket, "I’m a scientist, not a snow creature. This is not my natural environment."

They laughed softly, running their fingers through his snow-dampened mask tails. "Well, you’re in your natural environment now. Warm, cozy, and with me."

He turned his head to look at them, a small smile spreading across his face. "You make a compelling argument."

Donnie shifted closer, resting his head against their shoulder. They stayed like that, wrapped in warmth and quiet companionship, as the sounds of his brothers echoed faintly in the background.

"Next time," Donnie murmured, "we bring portable heaters to the snowball fight."

They laughed again, pulling the blanket tighter around him. "Next time, maybe you just stay inside."

"Tempting," he muttered, already half-asleep. "Very tempting."