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Can we have some platonic bayverse turtles being woken up in the middle of the night by their younger sibling reader (who's 4 years old) because they had a nightmare 🥺👉👈✨💓just pure comfort
That's my nephew's age 🥹 What a cute request. Also it reminds me when I used to wake up my mother when I was a child hahaha. Hope you enjoy!
Rate/Warnings: SFW, reader is 4 years old, fluff, comfort after having a nightmare.
"Lee?" a young and soft voice called in dark of the room.
It's been a while since Leo went to sleep after putting their sibling to sleep. In this family, everyone is responsable for taking you to bed. He groaned and opened his tired eyes, trying to get them used to dark.
"Lee?". The young voice called again, making the turtle let out a hum. "Y/N?".
Leo turned on a lamp next to his bed. "Y/N... W-What happened?". He checked the small digital clock positioned below the lamp. 2 pm.
"I had a nightmare", you whispered, eyes filling with tears. Leo knew what you were talking about, and he doesn't blame you — he can't get angry, at all The same thing happened to him and his brothers when they were your age. He remembers going to Splinter's quarters or his brothers' rooms to find comfort after waking up from the worst nightmare.
"Come here", he crawls over to the corner of the bed, lifts the blanket and nods for you to snuggle in. "Whatever that nightmare was like, it's over now; nothing was real".
"But... if it's not?".
He smiled as cover you under the cosy blankets. "Nothing and no one will hurt you. Do you know why?"
You shook your head.
"Because I will always be there to kick their butts".
You giggled.
Leo spends the next few minutes recounting a story that Master Splinter used to tell when the brothers were the same age as you. As soon as the story ended, he looked down at you and see that you were already asleep. He smiled, relieved to see that you're feeling safe.
"We love you so much, Y/N. You have no idea."
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A long workout is all Raph needed after days of looking after criminals. Ever since the Foot Clan started rampaging, life has been tough. They found out you'd joined the mutant family and they've been on the warpath ever since. And that makes you nervous, having constantly bad dreams in the night.
Now, after a shower, he is lying down in his bed reading a magazine since sleep hasn't come yet. Through his peripheral vision, he notices a small silhouette approaching cautiously. "Y/N?". He sits up as notices your frightened face. "What happened?".
You hug him. "I- I had a nightmare".
"That nightmare again?...".
You nodded.
Raph carefully picks you up and puts you next to him on his bed. "Nothing of this was real, okay?". Nothing can describe how safe and secure you feel with your big brother around. Whatever lurks there seems afraid to come forward.
You said nothing, only just snuggled closer to him to feel protected. "There were monsters. Many of them. They-".
"Hey", he called your attention. "I won't let anyone hurt ya, Y/N. Ya know that, right?"
You nooded again as feel his strong arms circlin around you as a fortress.
"What you saw in that stupid nightmare cannot hurt ya. You're safe with me. You're safe with our family".
Just after that, he picked your favourite toys and teddy-bears magazine and read it for you. You both had fun for the next hour.
Till you fell asleep on him.
He smiled down at you.
"I love you, Y/N. I'd do everything to make you feel safe". He may be a giant, scary and strong ninja, but when it comes to protecting his family, nothing and no one can stop him.
He looked up and saw Mikey standing a few meters away, staring back at you two. Raph knew the assingment. He mentioned his baby brother to join them. Even the orange-clad turtle isn't the youngest anymore, he's still their baby brother.
Now they have two baby siblings in the family.
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Your footsteps are light as you walk through the damp cement of the Lair, darkness taking over every corner. Only a few lights here and there flashed or illuminated a small part, but it wasn't enough. As you walk through the large place, there are muffled snoring sounds coming from where the orange-clad turtle is sleeping.
As you got closer to that particular space, the snores got louder. "Mikey?", your young voice echoed through the space, but not loud enough to wake the others. Taking a few steps closer to his bed, you called again. "Mikey?". Frustrated, you poked your brother to try to wake him up. It worked, but it startled him.
"What-Where?! HUH?- Oh, Y/N?", he moved awkwardly around the bed until he found the lamp. "Wha-What happened?"
You could see his eyes squished because of the light.
"I had a nightmare". Tears started to fall.
"Oh, my little one. Come here". He gestured for you to climb in. Mikey lifts his thick colorful mini pizza pattern blanket, the best blanket among the brothers' in your opinion.
The next several minutes you both spend talking about your favourite pizza flavours and the many ways to defeat a monster. Every types of monsters and tips to fight them. "Remember what Simba said when he and Nala were at the elephant cemetery?" Mikey asked as a big smile paints his round face.
You shake your head a "no".
"I laugh in the face of danger! HAHAHA"
You laughed, making the brother's heart warm. This is what he wants to see from you. This is what he wants to do: make you laugh, feel safe and loved. After a few minutes, e notices you were snoring very low.
He smiled, stroking your hair softly. "Good night, Y/N".
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You woke up with a start after the worst nightmare you've had till now. Panting and almost crying, you made some effort to get up. Those monsters and ghosts never leave you alone in your dreams.
It's late night and everybody is sleeping, well, you thought all of them were. You notice that the lights in the lab and the many monitors are on, and, as you look more closely, you notice your nerd brother is there. "Donnie!" you called as get closer to the computer station. The nerd is sleeping with his head resting between his arms. "Don!". As soon as you started to shake him, Donnie wakes up. His glasses almost falling from his nose.
"Don-" you sobbed, lifting your arms, begging him to pick you up.
He made a worried face. "Y/N? What's going on? Why are you crying?". Pulling you to his lap, he dries your tears. "Tell me... What happened?".
"I-", you sobbed even more. "I had that bad nightmare".
The purple-clad turtle lets out a Oh and puts his arms around you. "Don't be afraid, Y/N. It's just your mind playing tricks on you. I told you about it, remember?", he runs his finger on your hair slowly. "What you saw in your nightmare is fake".
"But- Why it feels so real?"
Donnie hugs you tighter this time. When he was at your age, he used to have nightmares too and ran to Splinter for comfort, and he'll share the same care he, and his brothers, received. He understands you very well.
Blaming or not caring about your feelings is something he'd never do. You're a child. Their sibling. His sibling. Someone to share a true fraternal love.
"Hey, I have an idea".
You looked up at him, not getting what he means.
Donnie gets up from his chair as he carries you and takes you to his room. "I'm going to tell you a story that I used to hear when I was a child: the story of a candy neighborhood".
You stopped sobbing.
He smiles as adjusts his blankets till cover you fully. "There were many houses in this neighborhood. One made of cake, another made of cookie, and several others made of everything sweet you can imagine.", he couldn't help but chuckle a bit at your curious face. "In one of these houses, there is a mini milk bread sofa with marshmallow cushions. The room is full of PopTart frames, a large chocolate TV, a crystalline sugar chandelier, and the decoration made of lots and lots of M&Ms and candies".
He noticed how hard you were trying to stay awake.
"The kitchen has four kitchen faucets. One pours soda, the other orange juice, the other a very creamy chocolate milk and the last one pours... Hum... What do you think?"
You think for a moment. There are many options you couldn't choice a first. Then... "Limonade!".
"Yes! Limonade! A perfect choice!".
As your big brother keeps with the story, you eyes close little by little. The warm and comfort slowly leaving you in a state of peace, the security that your brothers transmit seems to make everything bad suddenly disappear like magic.
Even with you asleep, donnie didn't stop with the story because he knew you were dreaming with it. You soft smile says everithing.
"Good night, Y/N". He leans down and kisses your forehead lightly. "I love you".
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A/N: The "Candy Neighborhood" story It's what my mother used to tell me when I was young. I still remembers each detail. Good times that never come back...
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Hope you see more glimmers that bring you peace, joy & happiness. ✌️
~beccawise7💜🖤
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Y/n: if you have 10 ice creams, and I asked for 5, how many ice creams would you have?
Simon: none.
Y/n: Si, that's basic math it's not that hard-
Simon: I would give them all to you because I like you
Y/n:
Y/n, holding back tears: Gross! absolutely disgusting. get out of my room.
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once i figure out how to do anatomy and facial expressions and proportion and foreshortening and basic perspective and color theory and composition then youll all be sorry
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Y/N: Hey, Ghost!
Ghost: Sweetheart. (nods)
Y/N: (brightest smile as you leave flustered with a wave)
Ghost:
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Ghost:
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Ghost:
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Ghost:
Gaz: Why is Ghost frozen in place?
Soap: Y/N.
Gaz: Ah.
Gaz: For how long—
Soap: (shows him his phone, timer showing 43min 56sec count)
Gaz: Is... is he breathing?
Soap: He chuckled once.
Gaz: He fucking what?
Soap: Scared the recruits.
Gaz: (sits down with Soap just to observe)
Ghost:
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Price: (passing by, stops in tracks noticing Ghost)
Price: Lemme guess... Y/N?
Soap: Aye.
Gaz: Yep.
Ghost: (Victorian maiden sigh of yearning)
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Simon, on the phone: Johnny, you need to come over and pick me up.
Johnny: What? Why?
Simon: Y/n is passive aggressively washing the dishes she asked me to do 6 hours ago.
Simon: This house isn't safe anymore.
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