#Raph would win by a long shot

[ilk-insolence]

Raph Is A Great Strategist

Numerous times in the show Raph has shown to have a preference for straightforwardly punching his problems away rather than think up a more complex solution. Like how his immediate fix to getting Mayhem out of the mirror in Mystic Library was to punch everything in the bathroom but the mirror. However, when Raph understands the situation requires more in depth strategy, he’s shown to be an incredibly capable tactician.

(long post ahead!)

In nearly all the plot heavy episodes like Shadow of Evil, Many Unhappy Returns, and the season finales, Raph gets moments where he’s highlighted for his strategic thinking. In Insane in the Mama Train, he’s the one who figures out which eyeball-button goes to the front car with the dark armor, because “‘it was the only button [the Foot Clan] didn’t want me to press!’” [21:05]. He’s also the one who came up with the scheme to defeat all the (known) combatants in the train, with Leo specifically attributing Raph as the deviser during their mind meld [19:46]. In Many Unhappy Returns, after spending a single night waylaying the Shredder, Raph formulated a plan using all the tricks the team learned, seamlessly transitioning the mystic collar Leo acquired into it [19:53], to defeating the Shredder. Additionally, he’s repeatedly called for a retreat during fights, like in Shadow of Evil, Shreddy or Not (Finale pt 2), and the movie, when he can tactically recognize that a battle couldn’t be won. Each time, the show/movie implied that that was the right call, for the family to lose the fight but win the war.

And it’s not just that Raph is good at strategy when he’s pushed to be more serious; the show characterizes him as passionate about creating plans, he enjoys doing it. Literally in the first episode, Mystic Mayhem, after the turtles’ initial plan failed of getting Splinter out of the living room to touch his Do-Not-Touch Cabinet, Raph immediately started devising a new plan that involved “ten chickens [and] a gallon of rubber cement” [9:35]. It was convoluted, sure, and they didn’t end up using it, but it was inventive and the opposite of reluctant. This is also shown in Bug Busters, where Raph planned out dousing Mikey in honey to attract the oozequitoes [2:52]; Snow Day, with the idea to freeze Ghost Bear like in Jupiter Jim Pluto Vacation 4; and Raph’s Ride-Along (and also Bad Hair Day), where Mind Raph created multiple schemes to get the criminals arrested. The show wouldn’t have made Raph be so creative with his plans if they were trying to characterize him as someone who didn’t like strategizing.

So does why Raph do stupid shit sometimes where he doesn’t think things through at all? Well, even though Raph is good at strategy and enjoys doing it, it’s clear his immediate impulse is still “punch the problem in the face”. In fact, all the turtle boys contain the fascinating dichotomy of being incredibly smart in some areas, and the dumbest teenagers alive in others. Just look at Donnie. It’s also how Raph is a loving protective older brother, and the guy who shoved Leo into a wall so hard he disappeared in one frame for shits and giggles (The Mutant Menace x). None of this means that Raph is bad at strategy though.

tldr: Yeah, Raph has a lot of dumb and, frankly, insane moments in the show, but he’s still an incredible tactician who’s plans consistently saved his family and sometimes the world. He's a great strategist.

[tmntxthings]

Oh! Then I'll send it again! So I wanted to request rise!Raph dating a bubbly happy reader. She's really bubbly with people around her but when she started dating Raph she gets nervous and really shy. But when Raph and her are alone, she gets really affectionate and clingy! When they're out, Raph gets flirty with her and is very amused when they're alone. IDK FLIRTY RISE RAPH. thank you if you do this btw! LOVE YOUR WRITING. KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK. -bubble

Only with You

author’s note: super happy to finally have gotten a good chunk of school work done so I was feeling the fluff, here we go my dear bubble anon

warnings: fluff to the max, cursing

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“Guyyyyys!!” You called out as you popped your head past the entry way. “Guess what??” You asked all smiles, happy to see all the turtles were lounging in the common area. “What?” Donnie asked and you made a face, “uhmmm pizza??” Mikey guessed and you shook your head. “You’re a floating head now?” Leo asked wondering why you were still only showing just your face. “Ha ha,” you narrowed your eyes at the blue clad turtle. “Schools out for the holidays?” Raph said with a knowing smile and you finally came into the lair jumping up and down, “ding ding ding ding! and the winner is Big Raphie!” you shot him a wink.

Leo and Mikey were just as excited at this news. If you were out for the holidays so was April. Though Donnie didn’t understand how one could possibly want to miss school. He thought it was one of the greatest places on earth besides the library! “Yeah April should be heading this way in a couple hours, you know how she is, job hunting and all,” you explained as you made your way to Raph’s side of the couch. “Sooo? Plans?!” You said with round eyes, ready to live it up to the fullest with your besties, anddd boyfriend! “We definitely need to make a snowman this year,” Mikey said in thought. “Lameee let’s go to the Hidden City! I’m sure there’s plenty to do during the holidays,” Leo claimed.

Donnie wasn’t interested in doing much else than getting his projects done, it was a miracle he was out in the common area to begin with. “Why are you in the living room?” You asked curiously, “I took a break plus family time,” he explained not looking up from his phone. Donnie’s idea of family time was more like basking in his brothers presence for however long he could stand it while being on his phone, which had you shaking your head. Raph was quiet to this particular question of plans, which surprised you. The two of you had been texting back and forth about plenty of plans! You wondered why he didn’t share it with his brothers. And you wouldn’t find out about what he was thinking until later that evening. After an hour or so of talking, the boys got hungry and you happily ordered pizza, texting April if she wanted any. She replied with a big yes, and saying she’d pick it up on her way over!

After eating and more good vibes and conversation everyone started to part ways and do their own thing. Donnie headed to his lab, ready and rejuvenated to probably spend hours if not days awake working on whatever science-y thing he was creating. Mikey, Leo, and April all had a running bet for who would win at DDR so they all headed to the arcade. You peered over at Raph as it ended up being just the two of you. “You sure you don’t wanna join them in DDR? We all know you’re the dance master!” You smiled, you would definitely place your bet on Raph out of all of them.

“Nahh I was thinking me and you could watch a movie, I got Donnie to set up a mini projector in my room,” he said grinning. Annnd there went your brain, poof, all up in sparks and smoke. You and Raph? Alone? In his room? Watching a movie? Don’t get it wrong, you wanted to, oh you did and you thought the plan was so sweet, he must’ve been thinking about this for a while to get Donnie to help out! And you had no idea! The two of you texted about any and everything. That was how he knew exactly what you wanted everyone to guess earlier that day. “O-oh? Okay!” You nodded, smiling sheepishly as you followed Raph out of the kitchen and to his room.

Oh goodness, you had this feeling in your stomach. Butterflies or maybe even bees! Buzzing around and not giving you a break to calm down. You stayed at the doorway, shifting your weight as you watched Raph become occupied with turning on the projector and making sure it was facing the empty space on his wall. He had plenty posters of Lou Jitsu, Jupiter Jim, and Ghost Bear. “Y/n?” He called you out of your daydreaming, looking over all his posters. “Hmm?” You said meeting his eyes. “You comin’?” He said with amusement dancing across his features. “Right, coming inside your room, me and you, aloneee,” you said taking a few steps in.

Raph chuckled, he knew this shy phase would fade soon. He knew exactly what to expect next, first you would get shy, getting used to just his presence without the buffer of his brothers or April. He patted the bed, signaling you to enter further. “Baby you’re just too cute when you get shy,” Raph snickered, teasing you and your hands went up to your face immediately. “Raphhhh,” you whined, not liking it when your shyness was pointed out. You kept walking forward though, peeking through your fingers to see when to stop just before Raph’s bed. He tugged you down, making you squeal as you landed on the bed next to him. “Alright alright, no more teasing, do you wanna pick the movie?” He asked and that immediately got your attention.

He handed you the remote as your brain momentarily stuttered at the feeling of his hand brushing yours, but you babbled about movie genres. Raph liked everything except horror which was fine with you. Scary movies weren’t really your thing either so you settled on an action movie that had a good amount of romance as well. You and Raph moved to the head of the bed, where a pile of pillows awaited, getting comfortable. As you had something else to focus on you didn’t really feel shy anymore. In fact, you really just wanted to hold Raph’s hand, or even hop over into his lap and cuddle while the movie rolled. “Raph?” You whispered, wondering how much he was paying attention to the movie. “Yeah?” He said giving you a side glance before looking back at the movie, you estimated he was halfway paying attention to the movie. “Can I hold your hand?” You asked sweetly, already reaching out for it. He immediately opened up his palm and you placed your hand inside, his hand closing gently, engulfing yours. You rested your cheek on his arm, snuggling up close so you were pressed against him. He was so warm and you sighed with contentment.

Yes, your next phase was clingy affection. If Raph even dared to move his hand because he thought it was getting a little too sweaty, you’d just ask for his other hand. Or even worse, beg for his hand back until he gave in. But you must’ve been pretty excited all day, after getting comfortable and all snuggled up you fell asleep as the movie started to get good. Raph only noticed when he glanced down, trying to gauge your reaction for a certain scene that had just played when he saw your eyes closed, breathing deepened, your mouth slightly open. His other hand fumbled for his phone wanting to take a picture, he just couldn’t you were so adorable, falling asleep holding his hand!

Raph gushed as he quietly took the picture, double checking to make sure the flash was off before he clicked. “Sweet dreams princess,” Raph murmured kissing the top of your head before turning back to the movie. You’d ask him all about it when you woke up. “Mmmgh Raphie” you muttered half asleep as you turned your head and kicked a leg out to wrap over one of Raph’s. He just knew his arm was going to fall asleep but for you, he’d stay still. He loved how comfortable you were with him, how you trusted him to care for you and protect you while you slept. Or maybe that was just the way his mind worked, because he kept envisioning foot soldiers storming into his room. He’d ninja the hell out of them, silently and swiftly, making sure you wouldn’t even wake up! And he’d be back by your side, holding you close and you’d snuggle your face into his plastron.

Yeah, Raph was totally daydreaming about being a badass and protecting you. Maybe it was because of the action/romance movie. Though honestly he had those kinds of thoughts all the time when it came to you. He couldn’t help it. He used to envision himself saving his brothers, but ever since he met you, you became the star to all his daydreams. Not that you put yourself in dangerous situations or anything. Raph just loved the idea of being your protector. Being someone you could count on, turn to, depend on, he wanted to be it all. So as he blinked out of his own reveries, realizing the credits were now rolling for the movie, he looked around for the remote. Sighing as he noticed it was on the other side of the bed.

The deep breath caused you to slowly wake, and you stretched, groaning to yourself as you asked if the movie was over. “Yeah,” Raph hummed as he took that opportunity to reach across you and grab the remote. Your eyes fluttered open as you felt his arm brush over your stomach. He paused momentarily, his face hovering over yours as blushes overcame the both of you. “Ah, the remote-“ Raph tried to explain, wanting to show you his innocent intentions to pick another movie. But you had other ideas as your eyelashes batted and then closed as you leaned forward silencing his sputtering.

Raph held his breath, as your lips met his. It only took you initiating for him to become confident enough to drop the remote control and kiss you back. His hands going up yours arms, making you shiver. It was slow, sweet kisses, that would break away easily and come back together in a smooth rhythm. His hands were soon cradling your face, angling for more control as he tilted your face ever so slightly upwards. He made a deep rumbling noise in the back of his throat at your compliance. He swiped his tongue across your lower lip, wanting not only your lips but your entire mouth. Tongue and all. At his request you parted and he eagerly met your tongue with his own. It was a hot and heavy makeout sesssion from there that left the two of you breathless.

He pulled back, not realizing how much he had leaned forward, his whole upper body practically covering you. He cleared his throat, bringing a hand up to his bandana, “so?” he rumbled, voice still thick from the earlier activities. “movie?” he continued on sheepishly, glancing at the forgotten remote by your hip. You bit down on your already swollen lower lip, how could you possibly watch a movie after that?! You’d need a cold shower or at least a lap around the lair! Raph’s eyes followed the way your teeth nibbled on your lower lip and he felt envious. Even though he had been the one to make it swollen in the first place. But you weren’t stopping and it was driving him crazy! “Ahh fuck it,” he said forgetting about movies as he swooped down to capture your lips again. Chuckling at your surprised squeals, loving how they quickly quieted down in favor of breathless gasping.

“Raph how am I supposed to walk out of here with these duck lips?!” You said touching your tender, puffy lips. Sometimes he would bite a little too hard. “Shall I carry you milady?” He waggled his brow bones at you from his laid out position on his bed. The two of you had finally watched a second movie, Raph’s choice, a Jupiter Jim film not so surprising. “Wouldn’t that just be even more obvious??” You sighed trying to come up with some clever plan to not be embarrassed by Raph’s brothers. You’d never live it down if Leo saw the state of your lips. “Hmmm sorry sweets I’m all out of plans,” he admitted.

You ended up deciding being carried was better than nothing. So to Raph’s joy, he carried you close to his plastron, looking down to take quick peeks at how cute you were with your face pressed close to his chest. You were doing that so you couldn’t be seen but still! To your surprise, no one was in the living room so the coast was clear for you to climb up the ladder to the surface. “Another movie night tomorrow?” Raph asked smugly and you smacked his plastron as he placed you on your feet. “No, no, we aren’t ‘watching movies’ every night Raph! We are definitely making a snowman and going to the Hidden City!” You chided, knowing he would certainly try to stay in cuddled with you the entire holiday.

“Fine fine, you got me,” Raph laughed, conceding to do his brothers plans… though he would definitely get you to ‘watch movies’ with him again sometime veryyyy soon. Actually! You had started climbing up the ladders, getting to peg three before Raph spoke up, “what?? No goodbye kiss?” He said in devastation. You turned, smiling knowing he had gotten plentyyyy of kisses earlier but still, you let him close the distance. He kissed you gingerly, “get home safe for me,” Raph said softly, noting how he hadn’t needed to bend down to meet your lips. “Don’t worry I will!” You said beaming at him before turning to climb the rest of the ladder, “bye Raphie!!” You called from the top as you closed the manhole. “Text me when you get home!”

[goosewriting]

Hi, love your stuff! As a request.. I was thinking Leo x reader with a reader who is as competitive as Leo haha. I was thinking at basketball specifically! Thought it would be funny if it started out as a 3 on 3 game with April and the other three boys but they ended up just watching because Leo and reader were WAY too competitive, and probably didn’t even notice the other four were gone lmao

Extra points if it’s surprising because reader is normally very shy/quiet lmao just not when it comes to competition. But do whatever you like! Just some ideas I had :)

Baskets and bruises (rottmnt Leo x reader)

summary: reader gets surprisingly competitive in a basketball match with the turtles.

relationship: Rise!Leo x GN reader (established)

warnings: none!, fluff if you squint at the end

word count: 1.2k

A/N: this one was fun! i can totally see myself getting carried away in a match and trying to win against Leo no matter what, that would give me some real bragging rights lol thanks for requesting!

(english is not my first language. constructive criticism and grammar corrections are very appreciated!)

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You didn’t really consider yourself the sporty type, be it about watching sports or actually playing them yourself. Sure, you’d join a friendly round of football or volleyball if it was just doing passes among friends, but that was about it. Being somewhat shy, you preferred watching from the sidelines anyways to cheer on the players. 

So when the turtles invited you over for a friendly game of basketball, you didn’t think much of it, expecting to be watching them play as you cheered on your boyfriend from the sidelines. But since April was joining them, they needed one more player for a 3 vs. 3. 

The six of you had decided how to split up the teams through a couple of games of rock-paper-scissors. You ended up being teamed up with Donnie and Raph, leaving your boyfriend Leo on the opposing team with Mikey and April. Somehow you had even convinced Splinter to be the referee. He was sitting on the bleachers, munching on some bribe snacks, sporting a striped black and white shirt.

Leo and Raph were doing some warm-up stretches on the court, clearly about to go all out in this game, glaring at each other and calling out empty threats at each other; the psychological game had already begun. You smiled to yourself as you took off your hoodie, showing off the jersey you had gotten from Leo not long ago as a gift; it had his name on the back, together with your favourite number, the shirt being a green and blue design.

“Traitor!” Donnie gasped, pointing at you. “Why are you wearing the name of our opponent?”

“It’s the only sports shirt I had at hand on such short notice” you defended yourself. The purple turtle scoffed in mock offence, while Leo gave you a once-over, nodding to himself in self-satisfaction.

“Alright everyone, settle down” Raph said, calling everyone to the centre of the court. “The game is about to start. Pops, whenever you’re ready!”

And with that, Splinter gave the starting whistle, throwing the ball into the centre of the court from where he sat. 

Raph jumped the highest, snatching the ball from Leo. He moved swiftly for his size, evading April and passing you the ball as he called your name, seeing that you stood the closest to the hoop. You received the ball, turned, and were about to shoot your shot but Leo appeared out of nowhere, snatching your ball and sprinting off with it, not without sticking his tongue out at you. 

It all had happened so fast, you couldn’t even react. 

And it kept happening over and over. It was almost as if Leo had made it his objective to only defend from you, and snatch the ball any time you had it. He didn’t leave you a single chance to make a point.

As he was scoring yet another 2 points, the other team now winning at 16-11, you’d had enough. 

“Oh, sweetheart~” you called in an exaggerated sweet voice, Leo turning around where he stood on the other side of the court with a confused expression; that was the nickname you used when you were mad. “It is on, Leonardo!” you exclaimed, pointing at him dramatically with an extended arm, panting and covered in sweat because of the physical exertion. 

“I’d like to see you try~” Leo taunted you.

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The others weren’t even sure how it had happened, but they all had ended up on the bleachers with Splinter. Leo and you had started passing less and less to the other players, and were now basically playing a 1 on 1 match. 

Raph would have reprimanded the two of you, saying how this was just a friendly game, but it was just too entertaining: you were normally reserved, but were now running and playing and yelling like your life depended on winning this game, and you were actually beginning to tire Leo out, who was slowly losing his accuracy and messing up his shots.

Originally you all had planned to play ‘first team to 20 points’, but as the scores kept going higher and higher, Leo and you kept asking to extend the limit; first 25, then 30, and now you wanted to play to 40.

Mikey approached the bench everyone sat at, handing out the food he had quickly picked up after ordering food delivery. 

“What did I miss?” he asked, passing Raph some fries. 

“Leo is barely winning, the score is now at 38-37” he said and took a bite of his sandwich.

“Damn” Mikey whistled, impressed at your stamina. 

“Actually, Y/n might be able to win” Donnie pointed out, doing some calculations on his bracelet screen. “Leo has been starting to mess up the last couple of rounds. They just need a 3-pointer and it’s over.”

The turtles and April started cheering for you from the bench, to which Leo gasped in offence; betrayed by his own brothers.

The next couple of minutes passed with neither of you getting to score. The battle was getting more and more fierce, playful banter escalating between the two of you.

“If I win, you have to do my chores for a week!” Leo said.

“If I win, you have to do as I say for a month!” you retorted.

“Don’t I already do that, though?”

“I mean- I guess? Lemme think of something else!”

“Too slow!” he said, as he snatched the ball from you again.

This time though, you had seen this move often enough to know it’d be coming.

“I don’t think so!” you said, abruptly throwing your whole weight to the side, effectively tackling Leo to the ground. You climbed on top of his shell, trying to reach the ball in his grasp.

“Foul, foul!” Leo yelled, hitting and kicking on the ground, but to no avail; you were set on getting to 40 points.

After getting to his other side, you grabbed the ball, both of you now rising to sit on your knees. In the midst of your tug-o-war, the ball slipped from your sweaty hands, hitting Leo square in the face, bouncing off him and drawing a beautiful arch towards the net. Everyone on the bleachers stopped chewing and breathing, all eyes focused on the ball, which effectively landed on the net, spinning around a couple of times, then going through the basket.

You looked at the ground where you two were, and you saw you were outside the 3-point-line. Splinter whistled, signalling the end of the match.

“I did it, I won!” you called in disbelief.

“But at what cost?” came a groan from below you, and when you looked down at Leo, who was now lying flat on the ground, you noticed his black eye.

“Oh, Leo!” you exclaimed, half-scared, half-amused.

You called for Raph, who helped Leo towards the bleachers, handing him a pack of ice for his face. He instructed the both of you to take a time-out, and eat and drink. Him and the rest went to the court to start a new game, while the two of you sat on the bench.

Taking a bite from your sandwich, you gave Leo an apologetic look, and patted your thighs, inviting him to lie down. He did, resting his head on your lap, still holding the ice pack to his eye.

“I’m sorry for that” you said, gingerly stroking over his bruised cheek. 

“Nah, it’s okay” Leo replied, suddenly smirking mischievously. “Totally worth it. You should get fired up like that more often, it was kinda hot.”

You almost choked on your sandwich, and playfully hit him on the chest, your face burning up.

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[trashlama]

Ok hear me out Yandere redson and Mei poly /team up hcs please 🙏who both fallen for macaque female apprentice ~

Mei fights her seeing as macaque fighting monkey king , which leads to MK fighting her future darling it was only when reader makes shadow clones to trap MK , that’s when Mei gets involved. 

It would have been fine if the reader didn’t have such a flirty attitude, who likes to praise Mei even when Mei sword was near her throat. 

Before Mei could do anything , reader disappeared into the shadow realm 

For Red son , I can see him teaming up with her since MK is there enemy , with his brain and her brawn , MK and his friends will be finished in no time . (Reader teamed up with his , for sine reason her mentor disappeared and she thinking rid of MK and his friends will make him praise her ) 

He did not expect reader to be so smooth and honestly praises his inventions even saying he’s amazing . 

There were so close yet MK still won , Red son thought she was gonna leave him only for her to teleport him and her to her hideout to heal his wounds before sending him back home ,not before giving him a flirty remark . 

After that an obsession grow for Red son 

While Mei she gains a guilty crush that got worse when reader decide to keep her company since MK been busy Lately, She knows she should hate it but she been feeling lonely and when reader not being flirty she can be nice even winning Mei a dragon plushie at a fair . 

What made her snap was realising Red son fallen for her darling , but seeing how there got along greatly if there difference aside , there decided to team up to make reader theirs . 

My dude —deep inhale of air— would it be alright if I made this into like a two possibly three shot series?

I love the idea and I've been brainstorming tons of ideas for this one and in each scenario I'm like damn this idea is so good. I really want to do it justice so I need to have multiple chapters. Ya know? To build the tension and really get a feel of the mindsets and what not.

However—

(SORRY THIS TURNS INTO A LITTLE AUTHOR'S NOTE)

As you guys are aware I have to seriously start working on this future Yan Raph fic of mine... . It's Ironic but, I reeaally want to start writing the future yan Mikey part. Mostly because I basically have that one planned out in my head. Meanwhile I got like five different possible scenarios for the Raph fic that I can't decide on. Though a few months ago I had said I was gonna do the Raph one first so to keep my word I plan to do so.

However SOMEBODY (an anon) had requested a future Yan Michelangelo fic and I'm like brooooo were you reading my thoughts? Cause they were somewhat close to what I had in mind but not quite. But the point is I need to write the Raph fic soooonn!!!

Gotta appease the masses~✨

Though guys I'm a bad Trashlama. I keep brainstorming all these awesome plots that I totally want to write— which ironically were formulated when I was brainstorming for the Raph fic.

Soooo I'm gonna do a poll so I can force my procrastinating/ADHD ass to write at least some of these.

And guys btw I'm sorry again for taking so long. I've been caught up recently with finishing a lot of other things I had been procrastinating. -Cough- Hogwarts Legacy -Cough- Spider-Man Across the Spider-verse -Cough- Adult responsibilities -Cough- -Cough-!!!

Anyways thank you guys again for sticking around to the end. I'll have that poll out soon(probably today).

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[callmehere-iwillappear]

IMBI is going up against 2AL in @tmntaucompetition today SO I wrote a quick one shot with CMH Leo's perspective of this fic (plus a bit extra)! Vote IMBI so they tie (and check out both AUs if you haven't yet, they're both super good!)

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If Leo has to be honest, he wasn’t all that thrilled about the whole… multidimensional sports competition thing when he first got there. Sure, normally he would’ve been. Normally he would’ve jumped at the opportunity to have some fun and meet some alternate versions of himself and his family, compare their universes and such (and, okay, maybe watch Donnie geek out too). 

But normally he wouldn’t be, y’know, a ghost. Invisible, intangible, the works, and surrounded by people who can’t. See him. He’d thought he’d gotten past the whole dissociation thing – and to be fair, his brothers have been wearing their goggles the whole time, which definitely helps – but… seeing all these versions of himself and his brothers and knowing that they can’t see him… knowing he might as well not exist to them…

Well. It digs up some old, not-so-good feelings. 

His brothers definitely notice, as much as he tries to hide it, and they offer to leave early, but he turns them down. Judging by the looks they give each other, though, no matter what he says they’re probably going to drag him back as soon as they lose – because considering the fact that his team is effectively down a player, and one of their other players is Donnie, Leo is under no illusions that they’ll end up winning the whole thing. One round? Maybe, if they’re lucky. Depends who they’re up against. But the whole thing? No way. 

And… he can’t help but feel guilty, just a bit. He knows for a fact all his brothers would’ve loved this type of thing under any other circumstances. Hell, they still do – Raph is looking around in awe, Mikey is barely holding himself back from running around to make some new friends, and Donnie – well, it goes without saying that Donnie is basically in heaven right now. He’s actually using the speech to text function of his tech gauntlet for once, dictating notes rather than typing them so he can stim with his free hand. And Leo just knows he’s seconds away from bolting off to gather up the other Donnies and compare notes. 

… Leo doesn’t want them to give that up. Not for him. 

Not that it matters in the end, since he can’t exactly stop them if they decide to go home early. And there’s… a tiny, selfish part of him – a part that he hates – that’s. Well. Kind of relieved. Which, of course, makes him feel even more guilty, because how could he be happy about taking something away from his brothers that would make them happy?

So. Yeah. All in all, interdimensional sports tournament? Not as fun as it sounds!

And then he meets another Leo. 

Key word: meets. Because this Leo? For some reason, he can see him. And Leo doesn’t understand how until they actually talk, and he finds out they’re in the same damn boat. Well – not the exact same, other-Leo is cursed while Leo is a ghost, but tomato Hamato. The point is: this is someone who gets it. Someone he can commiserate with. And as he finds out, staring in wonder at his counterpart’s hand on his shoulder, someone he can touch. 

The nice thing about being variations on the same person is that neither of them need to say anything, the other Leo wordlessly pulling him in for a hug that Leo desperately needs. There’s no warmth from it, just an odd sort of pressure, but it’s more than he’s had in such a long time and he finds himself clinging on like he’ll die (... well, die again) if he lets go.

He can practically feel the concerned looks from his brothers, but he does his best to ignore them. And, he thinks very hard in their directions, if any of them bring up the tears that are definitely not in his eyes when he finally pulls away, he will personally ensure they will never again know peace in their lives. 

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They end up losing their first match. It was closer than Leo had expected, if he’s honest – he was able to use his invisibility to his advantage, sneaking up on the other team and smacking the ball out of their hands and towards his own brothers. But he ends up getting distracted near the end at one point, his hand phasing through the ball instead of hitting it, and it’s all downhill from there. 

He’s not actually too upset about it – sure, it would’ve been nice to win a round or two, but considering they basically only had two and a half players versus the other group’s full team, it’s not exactly surprising. His brothers ask again if he wants to go home, and like the last time, he tells them no – except he means it this time, and he’s pretty sure they can tell from the way their expressions soften. They don’t seem too surprised at his answer, though to be fair, he’s been very noticeably in better spirits (hah) since his encounter with the other Leo. 

They’d asked, earlier, when the two Leos got bored of scaring the shells off unsuspecting bystanders and went back to their respective families. They couldn’t see the other Leo, so Leo had to explain everything to them – and their faces had softened then, too. He knows they’ve been worried about him, made sure to have at least one of them by his side at all times, and he still feels kind of guilty about that. 

But it’s… less so, now. The guilt, the anxiety, the familiar feeling of not being real… it’s all settled down, for the most part. Knowing that even just one other person sees him, understands what he’s going through, helps more than words can say. 

So, yeah, this time when his brothers offer him the chance to bail out, he just shakes his head with a smile and turns to look for a spot on the bleachers so he can cheer his new friend on.

[tmnt-tychou]

Figure Out Your Own Shit

This scene wouldn’t leave my brain. And I have a huge writing boner for characters who care about each other having difficult conversations. Some brief notes on Ramona’s backstory for context. Set in the ROTTMNT universe.

@thelaundrybitch

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And there on his lab table, among all the half-finished projects and machine parts, she saw a familiar cover.

“You have my memoir.”

“Read it, too,” Donatello said as he finished soldering a wire into place. He then removed his goggles and swiveled his chair in her direction. “We all have.”

“I figured as much. Mikey and Raph have already unloaded on me everything they've had issue with. Anything you want to get out in the open?”

He regarded her thoughtfully, leaning back in his chair. “It's a very honest book,” he accused.

“It is. That's why it made so many people angry. It made your brothers a little angry, too. We each had a long talk about it.”

She waited for him to gather his thoughts. It was clear he wanted to say something. Usually, Donatello had no trouble putting his thoughts into words. This time, he struggled.

“I didn't know,” he finally said. “All the things you were dealing with at the time. You could have told us.”

She gave him a sad smile. “I didn't want to bring all the garbage down to the lair. You guys were my oasis. My safe haven from creepy producers and controlling, obsessive mothers. From people yelling weird slurs at me on the streets for being a mutant. I needed one place where none of that existed.”

“You should have told us. We would have supported you.” He paused and added. “I would have supported you.”

She raised a brow at him. “Would you have? Because before I left, all you ever did was fight with Leo. Both of you were so insufferable, so obsessed with getting the best of each other. It was miserable to be around the both of you at once. Sometimes I felt like I wasn't even a person to the two of you anymore; I was just some trophy you were trying to win.”

For a microsecond, she saw the hurt in his face before he schooled it. Maybe she was trying to get to that hurt. Trying to goad him into telling her what was really on his mind.

“I know,” Donatello said, his voice a little flat. “I read that in your book, too. You called me obsessive. You said I made you uncomfortable multiple times.”

“You were and you did.”

His voice raised in volume as his irritation finally won out. “Then your responsibility was to tell me. Not publish it years later to be read by hundreds of thousands of people!”

“I did tell you. If you would recall with that perfect memory of yours, I told both of you to knock it off several times. But the two of you are so competitive. It got to the point where it wasn't even about having me, it was about getting a one up on each other. How was all that fighting even worth it? I'm not even that great of a prize.”

Any retort Donatello had planned flew out the window at that last statement. He stared at her as if the thing she said didn't even compute to him. But he quickly recovered.

“I guess I remember things differently. I thought we had something together. I thought you and I were dating. And then Leo came in and screwed it all up. You let him screw it up. I was trying to be there for you. I was trying to be a good boyfriend.”

“I didn't need a boyfriend, Donatello,” she shot back with emotion. “I needed you to be my friend! My world was falling apart and you two were always bickering! There wasn't room for anything else but your petty fights and all your stupid nonsense!”

“Falling in love with you wasn't nonsense. It wasn't to me.”

Her breath caught, her heart skipped. Regret then filled her. “I'm sorry. That was wrong of me to say. I never meant to suggest that your feelings don't matter.”

Donatello clenched a fist in irritation and pressed it to his mouth. “I'm trying really hard not to be mad at you.”

“I can see that. You're doing very well.”

“Don't flatter me.”

She let out a long breath. “Donnie, we were all dumb kids back then. Only sixteen and having no idea how to be good at relationships. How to be good partners. I most definitely wasn't ready for anything like that. I have a feeling it was the same for you.”

Donatello sat in silence. Silence usually meant he agreed. If he disagreed, he let you know about it instantly.

“And what about now?” he then asked, surprising her.

Now it was her turn to gather her words. “I care about you,” she said sincerely. “And I care about Leo. And my answer now is the same as it was then: I will not ever put myself between you two. You're brothers. You are two sides of the same coin. You need each other; more than either of you will ever need me.”

“Ramona...”

“You know, when I left New York I thought things would be different if I ever saw you again. I don't know how they would be different, but they should have been different somehow. Instead, it's like you two just hibernated down here the entire time.

“Six years, Donatello. It's been six years. Your brothers have traveled the country, walked in the sun, met all sorts of people. If you weren't going to leave the city, I thought you'd at least try to meet people here. Date a little. A cute yokai, maybe? Even someone human. So then by the time I came back we wouldn't be right back to square one again.”

“Wait,” Donatello said. “You purposefully left for so long so I would give up on you and find someone else?”

That question made her angry. Probably because he was right.

Instead of admitting as such, she said, “You know what, Don? Figure out your own shit. When you've done that, you can come back and ask me where you and I stand.”

With that, she turned and walked out of the lab. “The same for you too, Leo,” she said as she passed the other turtle who had been lurking by the entrance way.

“What? How did you know I was there?” Leonardo demanded.

Mona did not give him an answer as she left.

“She didn't really know,” Leonardo insisted as he sauntered into the lab. “It was just a good guess. I'm very sneaky.”

He found his brother slumped in his chair, rubbing his temples as if he had a headache coming on.

“What do you want, 'Nardo?” Donatello asked tiredly.

Leonardo had his usual Cheshire grin in place, looking like he was about to say something snarky and obnoxious. But he changed his mind and sobered.

“I ruined everything? Is that what you believe?”

Donatello looked up, clearly annoyed. “That's not just my opinion, that's what you did. We were just fine until you had to say something.”

“What was I supposed to do, Don? Not tell her how I felt?”

“Yes, Leonardo!” he suddenly burst out as he stood. “That was what you were supposed to do! Be a good brother for once and keep your mouth shut! Why wouldn't you let her go? You could have had anybody!”

Leonardo blinked at him, surprised at the outburst, but Donatello wasn't finished.

“People like you, Leo. People gravitate toward you. You make friends easily. They like being around you. People don't like me. People don't get me. The only ones outside our brotherhood who ever tried to understand me were April and her. And you wanted to take that away.”

“I didn't want to take anything from you, Donnie. I just...” He paused. Sighed. Maybe that was a lie. Maybe he had been a horrible brother back then. “Do you hate me?”

Donatello deflated before his eyes and plopped back into his chair. “No, I don't hate you. Maybe I did once. Not anymore. Not after Raph left, then Mikey. All I had was you.” And when it was just the two of them down in the sewer for those few years, something changed. They had learned how to orbit each other without Raphael's mothering, without Michelangelo's peace-keeping. It had been a trial by fire at first, stuck with each other, but they had come out the other side different than when they went in. Mona was wrong. They had changed.

Leonardo put his hands on his hips thoughtfully. “Then I guess there's only one thing we can do now. We've got to figure out our shit.”

Donatello groaned and put his head in his hands. “I don't want to.”

Leonardo  laughed.

[pocketdemonbendy]

Rough sketch of chapter 7

Snip of the story: chapter 7 https://archiveofourown.org/works/43693807/chapters/109870999

Slap~

The pian in his cheek registered long before Tonie realized he'd been struck by Leo. Leo marched out of the room with Donnie hot on his heels calling out for him to wait. Tonie's breath quickened before he released a guttural Roar that rang throughout the lair. He flexed his claws in and out pricking the pads of his hands. All he wanted to do was go after Leo, sink his claws in to him, make him suffer and then kill him. Just when he thought he was going to lose it he was knocked off his feet. Landing on his back he rolled onto all fours hissing. 

Raph was standing across from him his sai out in defense. "Here kitty kitty." Raph growled a teasing grin on his face. 

Tonie pounced instantly claws out ready to sink them into Raph's scales. Raph ducked under him then jumped over him as Tonie pounced again. Raph went in for a jab but Tonie met him with a momentum that he wasn't expecting, knocking Raph back onto his own back. Raph pushed him off and then brought both of his fists down onto Tonie. Tonie scratched at Raphs shoulder climbing out from underneath him and onto Rap's back. Tonie wrapped an arm around Raph's neck digging his claws into Raph's skin. Searing pain shot through Raph's left shoulder, he quickly pulled Tonie off him tossing him across the room then fell to the ground.

Tonie landed with a thud and tried to push himself to his feet but stopped at the taste of blood in his mouth. Looking over to Raph, he could see the blood dripping down from clear holes left in Raph's shoulder from his tusks. Shit Tonie huffed. He had bit him. The two of them stay laying on the ground trying to ketch their breath. 

"You fight like this with Tat~ your brother." Raph breathed running his fingers over the bite mark. 

Tonie raised his head looking Raph in the eye. "I used to, not anymore." He growled sitting up on his knees his hands and body shaking. He'd never admit it to the snapper but Raph could do some damage. "I got tired of it."

"So what you decided to fuck his life up?" Raph hissed looking around for something he could use to put pressured on the bleeding. 

"I just wanted to knock him off the pedestal he perched himself up on." Tonie looked to his side seeing a roll of fabric wrap. He took it and tossed it hitting Raph in the head. 

Raph growled at him but took the wrap. "You let your anger get the best of you?" 

"Yea." Tonie said dryly pushing himself to his feet wincing at the pain. 

"So what exactly did you do?" Raph applied the bandage to his shoulder hissing at the sting.

Tonie sighed walking over to him and placing his hand on Raph's shoulder. His palm glowing red. "The males in my species can be honored or disowned over losing a tusk in battle." He began feeling the sting from Raph's wound. "If you lose a tusk and win the battle your a hero. On the other hand if you lose a tusk and the battle, your a disgrace."

"Okay what's that have to do with Tatuini and you?" Rah asked through clenched teeth feeling the searing pain again. 

"Tatuini lost his tusk and the battle. Judas disowned him shortly after. Tatuini went from loving, wealthy family to being the newest bane of Judas's existence." Tonie slumped down next to Raph resting against him. 

Raph looked over his arm seeing the scratches and the bite was gone. "How's that your fault? You cause the fight?"

"No...I'm the one who ripped out his tusk." Tonie was sullen unable to meet Raph's eyes fearing he would only see judgment in them. "We used to spar on a daily, but this one was different. It started out normal but then escalated. He pushed some buttons and I lost it. Next thing I know I was holding is tusk and he was broken and bleeding out on the pavement half dead."

They were both quiet till Raph raised his arm over Tonie and hooking him to his side. "Why are you taking all the blame for yourself then. Sounds to me like he was asking for it. Maybe not to that extent but he was still looking for a fight."

Tonie pushed Raph's arm away leaning back to glare at him. "If you were the reason your father disowned and threatened to kill one of your brothers, how would you feel? Especially if there wasn't a way to fix it?"

At the thought of that Raph's gut twisted in guilt. "I probably wouldn't forgive myself." 

Tonie released another heavy sigh before, to Raph's surprise snuggled back under Raph's arm. "Neither can I." Tonie hummed a growl laying completely down resting his head and chest on Rahp's leg, his arms folded and tucked under his neck.

Raph not knowing what else to do rested his hand on Tonie's shell rubbing back and forth. Tonie wasn't a bad guy he was just angry. Raph thought looking him over. 

[well-its-not-human-anymore]

Amazing, ok so, how would the guys react to a super cuddly friend, but like they're really scared of crossing boundaries so they never really touched or anything, but as soon as they get the green light from the boys they're like. Always somehow touching them, like arm around the waist, legs on their lap during movie night, hugs from behind whenever they can etc

I was so hyped to write this because I'm definitely a touchy feely type of person but I've also just recently been like "boundaries you fucking walnut" so this is right up my alley.

TMNT Headcanons

The boys reacting to a super cuddly reader:

Michaelangelo

Alright let's be honest here

Mikey is the most intimate dude ever

He has no problems with physical contact as long as you're chill with it

Which you are, you'll take a hug wherever you can get one

The two of you have had your own handshake since the second week of you knowing him

His family however, is unaware of this

Obviously they know April is cool with touching them, she doesn't care

But they had no idea how you were about it

That was until you stayed for dinner

You'd basically fought Leo to let you help clean up

They knew you and Mikey were close

When you couldn't reach the shelf that the plate you were holding was supposed to go on they did not expect you to handle it the way you did

"Oi Mikey can I get a lift over here?"

The orange turtle didn't even look at you, backing up just enough and putting his hand out for you

You placed your foot firmly in his hand and climbed fluidly onto his shoulders, settling on the ridge of his shell and sliding the dish into it's proper place

"can you get this one too angelcakes?"

Mikey passed a cup into your hands and you proceeded to set it on the neighboring shelf, still perfectly balanced on your living perch

His brothers didn't know what they were expecting from the two of you but it definitely wasn't that

Leonardo

Watching Leo train was enough to make you tired

You weren't even doing anything, just watching

But once he'd finished his training and sat down to meditate you got up and padded over to him

"hey, do you mind if I sit behind you and use your back as a pillow while you do that? I'm tired as shit but I don't wanna crash on the couch right now, Raph almost crushed my head last time."

This smug fucker had the audacity to laugh at you

"be my guest. Just don't move too much"

Que the excited brain, you dropped to the ground and backed up to him as he settled

Your head made a resolute thunk against his shell and within minutes you were passed out

Leo was thankful that you didn't snore

This became your routine, so much so that he found it hard to meditate when you weren't there

He missed the familiar weight on his back

He'd approached you on the couch one evening, you were mid-argument with Mikey over some sort of movie theory and didn't even notice him standing there

"y/n?"

Your head snapped around to look at him

"yeahhhh? Did I do something?"

"no, I was going to meditate. Are you coming?"

You bounced to your feet, knocking Mikey in the shoulder before wandering towards the other room

"you win for now Mikey, I gotta go be Leo's human paperweight"

"you're not my- you know what close enough."

Raphael

No no no listen listen

This man is touch starved

AND I MEAN TOUCH STARVED

If you so much as roll for affection and get a +3 he dissolves

But he's also pretty sure you'd hate touching him or any of his brothers so asking for a hug is out of the question

If you want to touch him you'll initiate, right?

In-fucking-correct

Then at some point mid session you managed to land a solid ass punch right to his mouth

He crumbled on impact, grasping his own face in shock

Coincidentally you were also grasping his face in an attempt to see his split lip

"holy shit dude are you okay? I didn't chip any teeth did i? Wow okay that's bleeding pretty badly- one sec, don't move!"

Your hands left his cheeks and you scrambled to your feet, sprinting out of the room in search of a first aid kit

Raph looked up when you returned seconds later, the small tin box in hand, and kneeled at his side

"okay you might want to ice that but I'd definitely get a second opinion from donnie"

He was still staring when you handed him a gauze pad for his lip

"I'm really sorry Raph, I didn't mean to rock your shit like that"

The brain™ is recalibrating

Systems coming back online

He used one arm to pull you into a hug

"nah I'm good, it's just a split lip, barely even hurts- AH SHIT!"

you busted out laughing, tumbling out of his hug and covering your own mouth to contain your giggles

"I'll go get that ice for ya then?"

"yeah yeah shut up"

Donatello

Donnie didn't like to showcase that fact that he hated losing

He literally couldn't with the family he had, everything was a damn competition

And this happened to be a literal one

You, raph, Mikey, and he had been playing COD for hours now

You lost feeling in your thumbs about ten minutes ago

You and Donnie had lost every match since you'd split into teams and you were both getting sick of it

Donnie because he was a fucking genius, why couldn't he win this game?

You because you needed to pee like fifteen minutes ago and you weren't allowed to get up until the final match was over

"get your head in the game Donnie"

"oh wow thanks for the advice y/n, let me pull it out of my ass for you"

You wacked his shoulder with a scowl, settling your elbows on your knees and leaning into the controller

Mikey and Raph looked way too smug right now, like they knew that they were going to win

Neither of you would live with that

When it came down to the last 7 seconds you managed to snipe Mikey, making raph, who'd been shot out a minute prior, yell in outrage

Having been declared the victor you both triumphantly threw your controllers down on the couch

He went for a high five

You went for a hug

You both paused

He shrugged at you, earning an excited grin and you let him tackle you with a hug

Your airways were very constricted but at this point you didn't care one bit

"hey don?"

"yeah?"

"you can put your head back in your ass now."

Just as a general rule of thumb, whichever turtle I put last is usually the one I have the hardest time coming up with things for. So if you notice that the last ones always seem to be lacking that's why. Brain be sucking on the remainders of my creative juice.

Hope you liked this tho! I enjoyed doing it! Stay hydrated 😉

-Mars 🌠

[all-that-tmnt-jazz]

Valentine’s Day Challenge [7/14]

(I’m sorry this one’s a bit late- today’s been a weird day)

Warnings: None

Incarnation: Bayverse

Extra Info: Day 7 out of 14- half way through! None of the prompts/scenarios are related.

Posting: 3:30 PM Each Day (usually)

Prompt: The First Time They Introduce Their S/O to Their Brothers and Father

Leo:

He was pacing the rooftop just outside of the Lair

You were just sitting on the ledge, watching him

You’ve never seen him so nervous

“Leo, it’s going to be fine.”

“I know, but I’m just…”

He struggled to admit what he was feeling

But he didn’t have to pretend when he was around you

“I’m scared.”

Your expression filled with compassion

You stood up and approached him, grabbing his arms to stop his pacing

“What are you scared of? Based on what you’ve told me, everything will go according to plan.”

“Well, Raph and Mikey don’t always go according to plan.”

“True, but that’s part of the plan, is it not?”

Leo chuckled slightly

He grabbed your waist and pulled you to him

He kissed you gently

You smiled against his lips

“Ready?” you asked when you pulled apart

“I guess I have to be.”

With that, he picked you up and jumped into the manhole cover

You two walked through the line, hand-in-hand

You could tell he was still nervous- he was squeezing your hand a little tighter than normal

After a bit more walking, you saw the entrance to the Lair

You heard his brothers joking around, and you smiled

You looked up at Leo and squeezed his hand a little bit

He looked at you

He nodded

You walked into the Lair

You weren’t surprised to see that Donnie and Mikey were teaming up against Raph in an intense game of- what looked like- tag.

“Hey, Leo! Hey new person!” Mikey called as he raced by

“Hey there!” Donnie added as he raced by in the opposite direction

“Wassup?” Raph asked, trying to decide which brother to chase after

(he ultimately chose Donnie)

You laughed

“I’m Y/n, Leo’s partner.”

Mikey immediately tripped and fell, but shot back to his feet

Donnie stopped in his tracks and Raph nearly ran into him

All three looked at you

“You’re the name he whispers when he sleeps?” Raph asked, 100% deadpan

Mikey and Donnie laughed

You did, too

You took a step forward

“I mean, it’s not the only time he whispers my name.”

Raph’s jaw dropped

Donnie and Mikey looked at each other then back at you, laughing in shock

“Y’know, I like you.”

“Good, or else we’d have a problem,” you responded.

Leo was standing behind you, flustered beyond belief

You looked back at him with a coy smile

That smile immediately left when you heard a new voice

“Y/n, a pleasure to welcome you,” Splinter said

You looked at Splinter, eyes wide

“Um, a pleasure indeed,” you responded.

He chuckled

“Leonardo talks highly of you.”

“As he does about you,” you responded. “I wish everyone had a father as caring as you.”

He smiled warmly at you.

You looked back at Leo, who was now holding in a fit of laughter

This couldn’t have been more entertaining

Raph:

You were more nervous than ever

I mean, meeting your boyfriend’s family is scary in any situation, so

But you couldn’t help but be nervous as Raph led you down to the Lair

He couldn’t have been calmer, which was a rather unnerving sight

(given his usually angry personality)

When you got there, Mikey was on the couch playing video games- and it was very evident he had just lost his last round

He looked at you and Raph and perked up

“Hey, Raph! Hi person- who is you?”

“I’m Y/n, Raph’s partner.”

Mikey’s eyes widened

He scrambled off the couch and then ran to you, trapping you in a hug

“Welcome, Small Person!” he says

You laugh

Mikey lets go then runs away, calling for Leo and Donnie

Soon, Leo and Donnie come out into the main area

“Hey…” you say nervously

Raph is watching you, entertained

Donnie waves and smiles

“Hey, Y/n,” Donnie says

“Hey,” you respond

Leo comes over and offers you a hand

“Welcome, Y/n,” Leo says

You take his hand and shake it

“Thanks.”

A moment later, Splinter comes out of the dojo

“Good evening. You must be the one Raphael keeps talking about?”

You smile and look at your boyfriend, who is now flustered

You look back at Splinter

“All good things, I hope?”

“All good things,” Splinter smiles

You really shouldn’t have been nervous

Donnie:

You actually met them on accident

You were in need of a new laptop battery before a big interview 

Your laptop decided today was the day to break

So, you rushed into the Lair and came face-to-face with Leo and Raph’s most recent argument

“Hey, sorry to slice through the tension, but where’s Donnie?”

“Sorry- who are you?” Leo asked

“Not important, where’s Donnie?”

“He’s in his lab!” Mikey called from the kitchen

“Mikey!”

“Where’s his lab?” you called back to Mikey.

Mikey popped his head out and pointed you in the right direction

“Thanks- I owe you one.”

“No problem!”

You burst into the lab, and- fortunately- got the new battery just in time to participate in your interview from there

An hour later, once that was done, you closed your laptop and exhaled deeply

“It went well, I hope?” Donnie asked, bringing you a mug of tea

“It went perfectly. Thanks for the battery- I don’t know what I would’ve done.”

You accepted the mug and took a sip

“No problem,” he smiled

He kissed the top of your head

“Want to go meet my brothers properly?”

You chuckle dryly

“Sure- I owe them an explanation. Can I meet your dad while I’m at it?”

“I don’t see why not.”

When you went back out to the main room, his brothers were all standing in a line

Raph and Leo looked rather serious, while Mikey merely tried to be

Splinter was with them

“Um, this is Y/n,” Donnie said, rather sheepishly. “We’ve been dating for a couple of months now- I wanted to tell you, I just…”

Donnie looked to his feet

“How is it that you got a partner before me?” Mikey asked

The mood was immediately lightened

“Because he’s not a nitwit,” Raph muttered

You chuckled

“Well, we welcome you with open arms, Y/n. I trust Donatello’s judgement,” Splinter said

You smiled, then looked up at Donnie

He looked right back, glad his family was accepting

Mikey:

He would not stop talking about you for literal months after you two started dating

You were surprised his brothers lasted that long, hearing him talk

But then, Raph broke 

“Dude, bring them over here already! We need to know who this person is for ourselves.”

So, that’s what led you to be swept off your feet

You were brought around the city and then to a pier of a bridge that went over the Hudson

Once you arrived, he grabbed you and spun you around

By the time he put you down, you were in a fit of giggles

He led you into the rest of the Lair, where his brothers were already waiting

All eyes were on you the moment you stepped into their line of vision

“Don’t get too excited,” you said, noticing that time seemed to freeze

Donnie snorted

“I can’t believe you weren’t lying, Mike,” Raph muttered

“What do you think I am, a robot?” you ask sarcastically

“No, I just… Mikey?”

“Well, I wouldn’t want an asshole like you.”

“Oh, I’m the asshole?”

You giggle

“Y’know, I thought Mike was the jokester, but you’re sounding pretty funny yourself.”

The brothers are all in shocked silence

Even Raph, who is stuttering over a retort

“Big baby can’t even find a response. Aww.”

You pretend to pout

Raph throws his hands up in surrender

“Alright- you win.”

You smirk

“It’s not every day that Raphael accepts defeat,” Splinter chuckles, coming from the dojo

You look at him and shrug

“It’s not every day he meets someone like me.”

All Mikey can do is look along proudly, so glad he can date someone as spunky as you

[remmushound]

@assanmaharielsreblogs @dakotafinely

The withdrawal from the pizza puffs hit Donnie fast and hard. One second he was still on cloud nine, enjoying every moment of the drug-infused high. The next second he was clinging to a porcelain throne like his life depended on it and throwing up everything he had eaten and then some more into the water.

“Oh god…” More bile escaped, “Ughhhh....”

Despite being the one who cursed him with the sickness, Michelangelo was at his side gently rubbing his plastron while Donnie hacked.

“There there~ get it all out.”

“Screw you.” Donnie had just enough breath to say, glaring at Michelangelo until he had to shove his face back in the bowl for more vomiting.

“Yeah, you hate me so much right now.” Michelangelo just kept smiling and stroking the other turtle.

“So, if you’re done puking your guts out.” Leonardo smirked and came to Donnie’s other side, “I’m the one picking your next punishment.”

“Hooray…” Donnie groaned.

*****

“A… are you sure about this?” Donnie gulped and leaned over to whisper into Leonardo’s ear.

Leonardo smirked and wrapped an arm around Donnie’s shell, “Don’t worry, Hermano!”

The bright sign loomed above them life a monster that chilled Donnie to his core. Minotaur Maze.

“It’s just a Maze! You like puzzles, right?”

*****

Donnie was tossed from the maze on his shell, screaming as he slid across the floor and slammed into the wall. His carapace took no damage, of course, though the same couldn’t be said for the wall he collided with.

Hueso ran over, with eye socket’s wide and jaw dropped. “MY WALL!” He held on tight to his skull as he saw the damage inflicted by the mutant, and he shook his head while speaking swift swears and distressed words in his native language.

“Sorry Hueso!” Leonardo called over Hueso’s panic as he grabbed Donnie by the bridge of his shell and gently pulled him away.

*****

“Why?” Donnie squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head repeatedly, “Why why why why me?!” His hands gripped the wheel so tight that his palms paled, refusing to open his eyes as the cheers all around deafened him.

“Because you touched my staff, Othello!” Donatello recounted like a Shakespearean actor, “And that is a crime that cannot go unpunished! You’re lucky I didn't have you commit Yubitsume.”

Donnie gulped.

“But I know how important fingers are to a Donnie, so I decided to spare thine poor soul and the fingers attached to thou’s hand!”

“Uh. Thank you.” Donnie gave a nervous laugh. “But… why this?”

“Simple.” Donatello put his hands behind his head and feet on the dashboard as the guns shot off and announced the beginning of the yokai roller derby. “I’m an adrenaline junky and you’re a nervous wreck! In short, my dear other—this is gonna be fun~!”

*****

Donnie barely escaped the derby with his life, and he certainly didn't win. The first thing he did was stumble over to the nearest offered bin and throw up inside, as several other yokai who had participated were doing as well.

“Oh god.” Donnie wiped his mouth and clutched his chest. “Oh god I think that took ten years off my lifespan.”

“Well as the Great Galileo once said!” Donatello cleared his throat and straightened his posture, “ ‘We cannot teach people anything; we can only help them discover it within themselves.’ “

“Well the only thing I’m discovering is how much a mutant turtle can puke without becoming dehydrated!” Donnie snapped.

Donatello took a backward step and laughed. “Aght aght aght! You brought this on yourself, Ello!”

“Please don’t call me that.”

“Whatever you say, Ello.”

*****

It was the last punishment. Donnie had survived the past three and he was sure this one would be no different. His stomach felt uncomfortably empty but he didn't dare eat until whatever Hell Raphael was going to inflict upon him was over. So far, though they had been emotionally traumatizing in their own right, none of the punishments had been outright dangerous. The pizza puffs (Donnie shivered just thinking about them) had been God awful, but it was a controlled dose and the side effects had ceased within the hour. And the high they brought was almost tempting enough to try again, but Donnie quickly shook the addictive thought from his mind. The maze and its enemies were terrifying, but it was more like a spar than anything-- he had been through worse just in training! And the roller derby, though much more extreme, was still forming into a fond, terrifying memory in Donnie’s head (he hoped he never had to go through that again). He was sure he could handle whatever Raphael threw at him.

Raphael held out a small vial of a green, jelly-like substance with an innocent smile on his face. Donnie took it hesitantly and sniffed it. It didn't smell like much.

“I don’t suppose you’re gonna tell me what's in it…?” Donnie asked hopefully.

“Just mutant jellyfish slime.” Raphael smiled.

Donnie whined. “Of course.”

“Don’t worry, it’s not as bad as it looks!” Michelangelo offered kindly.

“That’s not very comforting considering you were the one who gave me the pizza puffs.”

“Serious dude, it doesn’t even taste like anything.” Leonardo agreed with his brothers, “It’s just like... a really weird texture.”

“And perfectly safe!” Donatello declared, and then added bitterly, “Believe me, I’d know.”

“Wonderful.” Donnie snorted, “Well… can’t be any worse than the puffs I guess…” He tilted the vial and the worst part was waiting for the jelly to actually squelch out of the vial and into his mouth. He swallowed it quickly and, like the others claimed, there was no taste, but the goop seemed to cling to his mouth in a thick layer of slime. “Agh. Cowabunga.”

******

“This is indignant!” Donnie squeaked, tiny hands balled into fists and stiff at his side.

“Awww he’s so cute!” Mikey cooed as he kneeled down beside the four year old Donnie, ticking the turtle tots chin. “Coochie coochie coo~”

Donnie slapped him away. “STOP THAT!”

“So much for being the tallest brother, ay Don?” Raph snickered.

“THIS IS TEMPORARY!” Donnie stomped his foot in frustration.

“Aww, baby throwing a tantrum!” Mikey picked Donnie up and giggled as the child struggled in his grip. “Does he need a nap nap~?”

“I DO NOT NEED NAP NAP!”

Leo leaned over to whisper to Donatello, trying to hide his smile of amusement. “How long does this last, usually?”

“Twelve hours.” Donatello replied.

“Poor… poor Don.”

[novasintheroom]

Hey! I’m new to your blog and was wondering if i could get some headcannons? How would the turtles react to meeting Casey’s niece and gaining a crush on her? Like, they’re kind of a punk and do the whole hockey vigilante thing with Casey. Thanks so much!

Okay, so disclaimer: I’m of the opinion that since the guys didn’t have a whole lot of social interaction outside of their own family and watching TV/Youtube growing up, they all have the tendency to develop a crush quite easily on any new girl in their life. It doesn’t last forever – they each have their own taste – but it happens lol

Leo

·         Oh great, another Casey

·         Really disapproves that Casey lets his niece do vigilante stuff with him, so he kind of takes her under his wing at the beginning, just to keep her safe

·         Even if she doesn’t appreciate this and says she can take care of herself, he still does it. He’s a Big Brother™, of course he’s gonna take hits for her!

·  ��      Then she impresses him with her ability to fight and defend herself, and he feels a little flutter in his chest

·         Uses opportunities to spar with her to get to know her a bit better

·         Still a bit awkward around girls in general, so it’s a struggle to keep a conversation with her, unless it’s about hockey or her family

·         Eventually settles with just being a brother figure for her, rather than pursuing a relationship. Her passion is great, but he needs someone calmer and who won’t rile Raph up even more with her temper.

Raph

·         Most likely to develop and keep a crush on this girl

·         She’s tough, kicks butt, and sasses people back? Heart eyes man

·         First time Casey introduces her to Raph, he puts on his tough guy act (he says it’s his way to weed out the weak, but he’s really just nervous about meeting new people – his appearance isn’t exactly normal)

·         Casey’s niece takes it all in stride – she’s nervous, obvi, but if Casey’s not afraid, no way is she gonna show it either

·         She throws back any crap he gives her, and he loves it – his insults start to turn more playful and teasing the more they hang out

·         Casey’s the one that notices Raph’s got a crush. He tries to intimidate Raph, like “oohhh don’t touch her, don’t look at her.” But Raph just starts wrestling him any time he tries that and Casey finally gives up. He knows Raph will treat his niece right.

·         And if he doesn’t, she’ll kick his butt herself

·         Stutters around her, which makes him mad, and gets more embarrassed b/c she makes fun of it

·         He gives that crap back though, and they have sass wars for days

·         Once he feels more confident in her as a friend, he’ll start thinking about trying a relationship with her. But for now, he’s happy to have someone so similar to him that actually likes being around him.

Donnie

·         Honestly the least likely to keep having a crush on this girl

·         He likes her! Don’t get him wrong – she’s very cute. It’s just that she’s a bit too aggressive for his tastes

·         The amount of times she’s accidentally dented his tech from hitting pucks around the lair is astronomical – he’s started putting up sheets of metal to keep it from happening, and it still happens

·         A small crush does develop, though, especially if she listens to his rambling about tech

·         If she doesn’t keep interest for long, though, the crush quickly fizzles

·         He already knows that he wants someone who will listen to him, even if she doesn’t understand everything he’s talking about. Words of affirmation is one of his main love languages

·         So the crush fades pretty quick, but he still sees her as a good friend that he can rely on if he needs tech broken lmao

Mikey

·         Oh boy new friend!!

·         Ecstatic that it’s a girl too. Immediately puts on the moves despite Casey’s glares and threats

·         She can hold her own though – rebuttal after rebuttal following every flirt he flings at her

·         The flirting turns into a game between them, and when she starts flirting back?? Boy’s gone.

·         These two love messing around, whether it be wrestling or sudden contests for who can stuff the most marshmallows in their mouth

·         Mikey wins because he’s such a loud mouth.

·         It’s hard to tell he has a crush on her, just because he’s so open and flirty whenever she’s around

·         His brothers give him crap for the way he stares at her when she isn’t looking

·         Most likely to ask her on a date after a few weeks of knowing her

·         Man’s gotta shoot his shot!

·         Even if the relationship doesn’t work out, the two keep staying close and messing around

·         Buds for life <3

[selfless1978]

UNSTOPPABLE

Vicky walked into the lair, her eyes bright and a bounce in her step. He hidden secret had been exposed, and Leo was still firmly by her side. She hadn’t known how much keeping this secret from him had actually weighed her down.

“Hello, Master Splinter!” She greeted him cheerfully as she headed towards the kitchen. Placing the bag of groceries down on the counter. She frowned as she went unanswered. Usually he was quick to respond to her greetings, but not this time. She took off the backpack she had been carrying. It’s contents something she had really wanted to show her lover now that he knew. 

“Master Splinter?” She went looking for the rat dad, and found him by the radio. Listening to the frantic calls between the brothers. “What’s going on?”

“They are out on patrol, my dear.” He still didn’t look from the radio, his tail twitching in agitation. “There appears to be trouble with the Purple Dragons tonight.”

‘Raph!’ Vicky’s attention immediately focused in on the radio. That was Leo’s voice and even she could hear the tense stress in it. ‘Mikey is down! Cover him!’

‘I’m trying! Can’t break through these clowns!’

‘Donnie?’ 

‘A little busy!’ 

There was more, but it was tuned out as her eyes narrowed. “This doesn’t sound like a normal skirmish.”

“It isn’t.” Splinter confirmed. “They stumbled over a major operation. It’s proving- Where are you going?”

Vicky had already snatched a spare radio and a small tracking device and turned from him, determination in her eyes as she strode with a purpose towards her bag. “To help.”

“Vicky, I can not and will not condone this! It is far to dangerous!”

The tall brunette snatched up her bag, opening it even as she turned to face Splinter. “All due respect, Master Splinter, but I’m not one of your sons. I’m going.” She yanked out what she had in the bag and began changing even as she stomped towards the garage.

Leaving a dumbfounded and frustrated rat behind.

All smiles, I know what it takes to fool this town I'll do it 'til the sun goes down and all through the night time Oh yeah Oh yeah, I'll tell you what you wanna hear Leave my sunglasses on while I shed a tear It's never the right time

She threw the bag to the side as she walked determinedly on. The clothes now sliding over her skin were old companions. And the unconventional belt clasp around her waist was an old friend. She was just as comfortable in this get up as she was in normal street clothes. The final touch was braiding her long hair to keep it out of her face.

Yeah, yeahI put my armor on, show you how strong how I am I put my armor on, I'll show you that I am

Mere moments later the motorcycle flared to life and she put the red helmet on. She hoped Raph wouldn’t mind...too much. Her now booted, not her usual sneakers, foot stayed planted firmly on the ground as the bike spun around. Smoke coming up from the hard surface wafted up around the black cargo pants she wore before the bike leaped forward. 

She leaned over the bike as she raced towards the exit. The black skin tight swear she wore offering no resistance against the wind as he long braid flew behind her. At her hips, something that had been very meticulously crafted for her, and something she would need.

I'm unstoppable I'm a Porsche with no brakes I'm invincible Yeah, I win every single game

The borrowed Ducati shot out of the tunnel, popping a wheelie before it roared out into the night. She pushed the bike on to faster speeds and easily weaved through the traffic.

I'm so powerful I don't need batteries to play I'm so confident

With her secret revealed, there wasn’t the slightest bit of hesitation in her. She knew this life, she welcomed this life. She was comfortable with this life. 

Leo had been there through so much with her, all of her hurt and pain had been eased at his hands. Now it was her turn to show her love and dedication.

Yeah, I'm unstoppable today Unstoppable today Unstoppable today Unstoppable today I'm unstoppable today

“Leo! We’re surrounded!” Donnie snapped out, even as he finally was able to get to his brother. Mikey was groaning and holding the back of his head, dazed, but he seemed otherwise to be alright.

Their predicament was anything but.

“What’s the matter, freaks?” Hun grinned maliciously as he walked up, knuckles cracking in his large beefcake hands. “Thought I wouldn’t expect you this time?”

“Your tactics are becoming pathetically predictable.” Stockman grinned from the side. “My genius was easily able to predict your arrival.”

“Oh, shut up.” Raph rolled his eyes. “Even idiots get a lucky break.”

“Idiot!?” Stockman flared. “I’ll have you know my IQ is-”

“Nobody cares!” All the turtles chimed together.

Stockman huffed as Leo frantically tried to find a way out of the situation. These two had obviously been well prepared. Blue eyes searched for some kind of opening in the mass of bodies around them.

Then he blinked in surprise. On the far side, rapidly approaching from behind the crowd, a figure was crouched low over a bike. Bright red helmet clear to see.

“Is that....my bike?” Raph also looked a bit dumbfounded. “That’s my bike! Who stole my bike!?”

Leo began to develop a sinking feeling in his stomach. “Oh no....”

Break down, only alone I will cry on out You'll never see what's hiding out Hiding out deep down

The bike didn’t make any move to slow down. The rider waited until literally the last moment before launching herself high into the air. The bike smashed hard into the crowd, taking out a fair amount of bodies. 

Yeah, yeah I know, I've heard that to let your feelings go Is the only way to make friendships grow But I'm too afraid now Yeah, yeah

The helmet came off of the figure in midair. Vicky’s glare washed over the group of baddies before she easily landed, the helmet in her hand her first weapon as she swung it around her, knocking the closest circle out before she almost viscously chucked it at Hun’s head. She watched impassively as it bounced off of his thick skull, cracking in half.

I put my armor on, show you how strong how I am I put my armor on, I'll show you that I am

Now she stood tall and fearless in the middle of the crowd, her hands going to the curious objects at her hips, pulling them out. Then she pressed a button on each one and they snapped to their full length. The asps spun in her fingers, obviously she was comfortable using the oddly colored weapons. One blue wrapped in a red vine and leaf pattern, the other purple with orange. 

“Let’s dance, fuckheads.”

I'm unstoppable I'm a Porsche with no breaks I'm invincible Yeah, I win every single game

“Get her!” Hun bellowed, and a sizable number tried to do just that.

Keyword here is, tried.

Vicky exploded into motion. Her asps came up in a blocking maneuver to block a punch even as her leg kicked out to nail him in the stomach. She flipped horizontally over his bent body before landing on his other side, now kicking him in the side and into the group. Her elbow slammed into the neck of the one coming up behind her, sending him sprawling before her foot came up and around. Connecting with his face and helping his stumbling along. 

Then she went low, the same legsweep she had used on Leo was now used against the Dragons getting to close to her. 

Leo stared at her, his mouth gaping open.

“Move, Fearless!” Raph slapped the back of Leo’s shell to get his attention. “Ya can wrestle her in bed later, but we gotta get Mikey outta here!”

Leo shook himself out of his stupor and he himself burst forward. Vicky had broken a weak spot into the press around them and he had to help her hold it open. His concern rising when Hun himself was moving in on her.

He blocked the punch from the massive human that was aimed for her head. His eyes now locked onto the leader of the Dragons as they exchanged a rapid flurry of blows. 

I'm so powerful I don't need batteries to play I'm so confident Yeah, I'm unstoppable today

Vicky caught him off guard when she ducked under one of his kicks, then leapt high, her braid trailing around her as she spun. First one, then the second asp connected with Hun’s face before she landed and ducked under Leo’s own punch as it came in. 

And so it continued, the two of them weaving around each other as together they kept the large man at bay. Even managing to drive him back step by step. It was very clear that she was used to this intimate way of fighting. Her movements flowed easily to compliment Leo’s and he began to feel a sense of wonder. How long had she been doing this? That she could move so easily with him, it was as if she knew his every move intimately. They both kicked out together and hun went flying, crashing through his own men and created the breakout opening they badly needed.

Unstoppable today Unstoppable today Unstoppable today I'm unstoppable today

They both held the hole open as Raph and Donnie rushed through. The larger carrying Mikey while Donnie kept the Dragons off of their tail. 

Once they were out of the main press of bodies Vicky leapt up and flipped over a few of the Dragons. Her intent to now retrieve the bike now that the brothers were clear. Raph would kill her if she left it behind. 

Problem was, it was in the middle of Dragons. She just sneered and ran towards them, her weapons held ready in her hands. Once more she whirled, her arms moving faster than they could comprehend as he weapons hit home again and again. she finished off by kicking the final one in the face before righting up the bike.

Unstoppable today Unstoppable today Unstoppable today I'm unstoppable today

Vicky fired it back up and let it spin out around her, knocking more bodies out of her way. She revved it a few times and it shot forward. It circled around the crowd, and she still held an asp in one hand. Her new game was smacking them senseless a she passed them by. 

I put my arm around, show you how strong I am I put my arm around, I'll show you that I am

She knew they were bogged down in they escape attempt because Mikey still wasn’t fully functional. Vicky had to find a way to relieve them of that. Her brown eyes moved rapidly as she tried to figure out a way out of this dilemma. 

Vicky grinned widely when she found her way out. 

I'm unstoppable I'm a Porsche with no breaks I'm invincible

Quickly she collapsed her asp again and holstered it. Her finger dipped into another portion of her belt and came up with a kunai. She held it by it’s point a moment before she flung it, right at Hun’s head.

He squealed and ducked and it flew past over his head. 

“You missed.” He grinned.

“Depends on what I was aiming at.” She smiled coldly.

“Huh?” 

The strap holding the cates high in the air snapped, and they fell. Covering Hun in a mass of broken crate parts when they hit the ground. One lid sliding to form a ramp she had been hoping for.

She pulled the bike up next to Raph. “Drape him over. I got him.”

“But-” 

“Just do it!” Vicky flared. “If this bike can hold your fat ass, it can hold the two of us!”

Raph just stared a moment before he nodded and handed Mikey over. Vicky made sure the youngest was secured then spun the bike around on squealing tires.

Even as she lined the bike up, she saw the crates move. Hun was already trying to dig his way out. She didn’t waste any more time.

Yeah, I win every single game

The engine revved.

I'm so powerful

The bike sped forward, rapidly picking up speed.

I don't need batteries to play

She crouched lower, eyes narrowed as she held Mikey firmly in place

I'm so confident

Vicky hit the ramp, ignoring the pained grunts coming from under the wood as hun was once more squished to the ground under the weight of the bike.

Yeah, I'm unstoppable today

They flew high over the heads of Hun’s men and landed on the far side. The Ducati wobbled a bit before Vicky was able to steady it. 

Unstoppable today Unstoppable today Unstoppable today I'm unstoppable today

“See ya fuckers!” Vicky popped a triumphant wheelie as she sped off with her prize, knowing the brothers would be easily to extract themselves from what was left without the worry of her and Mikey slowing them down. Her delighted laughter trailing behind her.

Unstoppable today Unstoppable today Unstoppable today I'm unstoppable today Leo could only stare as she drove away, his eyes awestruck and completely smitten.

“You owe me a new helmet.” Raph pushed Leo’s shoulder to get him moving. “Yer crazy cookie broke mine.”

Leo just nodded his agreement as he turned to follow his brothers out of the badly backfired trap. Soon, the only thing left was the groans of the downed Dragons, a broken red helmet and a completely confused and angry Hun.

@the-second-circle-of-shell @bushido-in-blue

[kurlyfrasier]

Terrified: Part 9 (final)

Raph x Reader

Synopsis: Raph saves you from ruffians one night in an alley after watching out for you for weeks without you knowing. Which leads you to getting to know the guys and becoming part of the family. But Raph keeps a distance and you don’t understand why. 

Word Count: 1364

Warnings: happy, happy, happy!

*A/N: I just realized I made an error....reader has a roommate and I wrote somewhere that reader lost their apartment. Let’s all pretend reader’s friend had no choice but to find a roommate so friend had to kick them out since reader lost their job. (hopefully that all made sense) Please and thank you! 

Also, this fic got so outta hand! It was originally supposed to be a one-shot, then it morphed, then it became a black hole, and now...well this is the end! I’m sorry if this feels rushed for any of you, I needed to stop before I ended up killing somebody off and had them haunting the lair lol Granted, that would be a good fic...

PLEASE ENJOY & THANK YOU FOR READING THIS ROLLER COASTER OF A FIC! :D you have all been fantastic.

“Okay,” you chirped, playing with the ends of Raph’s bandana. You sounded happy. Too happy. Especially considering you had looked a little frightened a moment ago.

Raph raised his head to find a toothy grin on your face. He squinted up at you suspiciously.

You noticed and let your face fall like it was minutes ago.

“What?”

He didn’t respond as he thought over everything he had said. What was it that made you smile?

“Ya seem…,” Raph switched tactics. “I expected ya ta argue.”

“About?”

“Gettin’ good sleep-”

“Well, I do feel exhausted. I couldn’t sleep cos I was worried something bad might happen to you,” you explained.

“Eatin’ betta-”

“I promise I will try. But I’m really not hungry. And food hurts,” you pouted.

“Bein’ glued ta my side.”

Silence. Your eyes flitted up to the tv as you pretended not to hear him.

“Y/n,” Raph shook you slightly to get your attention, but you only gave him a quick glance. He stood, bringing you with him as he blocked your view of the tv. “I don’ think ya understand wha’ that entails, Swee’heart.”

“What, what entails?” You muttered quietly, looking down at the floor.

“Stickin’ to my side,” he gently lifted your chin, forcing eye contact. 

“Oh.”

“Yeah,” Raph continued to hold your gaze. “It means no video games with Mikey unless I’m there. No science experiments with Donnie unless I’m in the room with ya. No meditating for hours with Leo, cos we both know I don’ do long meditation.”

“What about tea with Splinter?”

“I figure ya can drink tea with Sensei while I take care of personal needs.”

You nodded your understanding. Well, as much as Raph would allow with his finger under your chin.

“And last, but not least; hours upon hours of sittin’ in the dojo while I get back inta fightin’ shape.”

A flash of fear crossed over your features before you could hide it from him. If he hadn’t been boring into your eyes, looking for any tell tale sign of what was really going on in your pretty little head, he would have missed it. 

“And ya still not gonna argue ‘bout it, huh?” He continued as the gears turned in his head. Which word, exactly, had you scared?

Then it clicked.

Fighting.

You were afraid of him going topside again.

“Is that what this is all about?” Raph questioned, still not letting go even though his grip tightened a tad.

It all started to make sense.

“What is wha-”

Why you didn’t argue.

“No, Princess,” he seethed. “Tell me you didn’t.”

Why you stopped eating.

“Didn’t wha-”

If you were glued to him.

“Stop eatin’ cos a me,” he growled.

Then he couldn’t go topside.

“Well- I, uh- I- No?” You slammed your eyes closed and a tear rolled down your sunken cheek.

And if he couldn’t go topside.

“Ya put yerself in danger!” He finally ripped his hand out from under your chin as his voice echoed beyond the room.

Then he was stuck in the lair. 

“I’m not in dange-” He shook your hand away when you reached for his arm.

Where he couldn’t get hurt.

~~~~~~~~~~~ 

To say I was scared was an understatement. Terrified didn’t even cover it. Petrified did. 

I was petrified. 

Raph had figured it out. Somehow. Some way. I could tell the moment it all clicked together. My plan failed. Utterly and completely. It didn’t even last a whole day! How was I supposed to keep him safe now?

“Yes, ya are!” Raph shouted, exasperated.

“No! I’m fine! See?” I sobbed out, motioning to myself as if I hadn’t lost the weight. As if I had been sleeping fine.

“Ya not fine!” He started pacing like earlier, fists clenched. “Ya sick! Ya hurtin’ yerself!” Raph boomed louder than I had ever heard. “Yer killin’ yerself, Y/n,” he choked out, his back facing me as I watched him fall to his knees, head in his hands.

It broke my heart.

I never meant for this.

I never meant to-

“Don’tcha see?” He mumbled through his hands, a tremble to his normally confident voice. 

I quickly made my way in front of him to wrap my arms around his neck. 

“Yer my life,” he pulled me so close it hurt, soaking my shirt with his silent tears. “Yer everything. I couldn’ live without ya. I couldn’ bear it. There’d be no point in fightin’ if ya weren’ around, Swee’heart.”

“Then what about me?” I sniffled, unable to stop my own tears- happy- sad- frustrated tears- from flowing. “You almost died! If you had-”

“Don’t say it,” he rasped, sqeezing me a little tighter, effectively shutting me up.

“You think I could live without you?” I asked him, lightly pulling on his bandana tails, silently asking him to look at me. 

He did. And those glassy eyes tore at my heart once more.

“I know ya can,” he whispered roughly. “Ya don’ need a freak like me in ya life.”

“Yes I do!” I bawled out. “Quite literally, Raph. Those guys would’ve killed me the night we met.”

His gaze hardened at the memory.

“You literally saved my life,” I gave him my most tender smile. “Who else is going to protect me, if not you?”

~~~~~~~~~~

Your words were like music to Raph’s ears. His heart soared at the thought of you even feeling an inkling about him the way he did about you. Vaguely, he knew you felt the same, especially with that spark in your eye and that little smile tugging at your lips. His heart melted at the realization.

“I though-” he cleared his throat before continuing. “I thought I scared ya tha’ night in the alley.”

“What gave you that idea?” You asked gently, rubbing small circles on his shoulder.

“Yer were always so fidgety ‘round me,” he shrugged, trying to hide how much that really hurt all those months.

“That’s because you hardly said a word to me! Not to mention you only looked at me to check for injuries-”

“Ya really think tha’s what I was really doin?” Raph smirked up at your shocked expression.

“Oh…”

~~~~~~~~~~~

Raph had done exactly what he had promised over the next several weeks. He never let you out of his sight. He made sure you slept a good eight hours each night. He cooked and fed you- making doubly sure you didn’t go retch it up.

It was a long, arduous journey to get your appetite back, but you did your best. Every great once in a while you couldn’t help but empty your stomach. Raph stuck with you through it all. Held your hair back, wiped you down with a cool cloth, and made sure you knew it was going to get better- that it just takes time- as he rocked you to sleep. 

Most of your time was spent in the dojo as Raph got back into “fighting shape,” just like he said. He even made you train with him once you started eating better. He said it would be good for you. That it was healthy for you- more than just physically. After each session he would assure you that he would be more careful when he got to go topside again. That he would try not to do anything too stupid. You believed him. You really did. But that didn’t mean you worried any less. Plus, you were coming to terms with the fact that he would never stop his vigilante work. You couldn’t blame him, not really. His brothers needed him. The city needed him. It was part of who he was and you wouldn’t change that for the world.

Even if the thought of him going topside did still terrify you deep in your bones.

Needless to say, you were happier than you’ve ever been.You were in the best shape of your life. You got your job back and chose to stay living in the lair with the man of your dreams. When your demons came back to haunt you, your new family chased them away.

You were loved.

You were happy.

And you couldn’t imagine anything better.

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To those who have an eating disorder,

You are beautiful. You are loved. Please eat! Your friends and family worry about you. They love you, even if they don’t show it well. I worry about you! I love you! Please stop hurting yourself! Please! Fight those demons! YOU ARE STRONG. YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL. YOU ARE WONDERFUL.

Those people who made you believe you were anything less than what you are, are WRONG. They are jealous and petty and cruel. If people told you what you are doing won’t hurt you- that it’s healthy- they are WRONG. DO NOT LISTEN TO THEM. You may not know this, but this disorder- this demon- can KILL you. I, personally, do not want you to die.

Please, I beg of you to listen to that tiny voice in the back of your mind that whispers you will beat this. That you will win. That you are gorgeous. That you will be happy again.

If you can’t hear that voice then listen to your family and friends who are there for you. Who care about you. Who encourage you. Who love you.

If you can’t fight for yourself, then fight for them until you can.

With all my love,

KurlyFrasier

P.S. If you ever need an ear, I’m here. Please, do not be afraid to ask for help. We all have our demons to fight.

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Sugary Comfort

Art’s not mine I found it and credit goes to the wonderful owners of this master piece of a drawing!

First Mikey x reader! I am proud and content with this one!

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Warnings: sensory overstimulation in the beginning, lots of fluff, one pun

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You gazed at the reflection of a girl. She looked utterly exhausted; bags under her eyes like she hasn't slept in ages. 

Her lips were tilted up in a sneer; it was evident that she was repressing the urge to scream. But instead of giving in to the voice begging her to do just that, she drove her foot through the water's surface. Not only disfiguring the reflection of the girl, but also dirtying the dress you nitpickingly chose to wear this day. At the time you felt beautiful wearing it. Proud that you chose the right clothes to fit with the dress, completing the look you wanted.

Now, you just didn't care.

You didn't feel pretty nor proud.

You choked out a sob, rubbing the back of your hand against your face harshly.

You wanted all the white noise to stop, wanted the crying to stop, wanted the searing headache to stop. Why couldn't time freeze? Then, maybe the chaos in your head would finally end.

You had tried everything you knew that normally should have worked. Out of all of the times for those methods not to work, why did it precisely choose now when it actually matters?

You followed all the steps. You even rehearsed the steps as you did them.

Step one: When you feel an episode coming, go to a quiet place with dull, even colours. 

You had almost dropped your project when you felt everything becoming overwhelming, muttering an explanation to your teacher before almost booking out of the school building, to the most calming place you could recall; the park.

Step two: Once you have found a quiet place, go sit down and use your headphones to block out all of the sounds.

The headphones did not work.

Your never-ending trains of thoughts took the place of the noise and multiplied it by two. 

Images that flashed before your eyes every time you closed them were too bright. You were unable to figure out the meanings behind the words your mind screamed at you. 

All of it only worsened the already painful headache.

After only a moment you tore the headphones from your head.

Step three: Try even your breathing, and count to ten to ground yourself.

This was the only step that worked. You managed to calm yourself and stop your ragged breathing but it took effort. It took two attempts of counting to ten before it succeeded.

This whole fiasco petered you out mentally and physically. You just wanted this unnecessary sensory to decrease and quiet down to at least a tolerable level. But alas, the world did not want to cooperate this time.

You sighed, casting your gaze to the heavens. 

The sky was beautiful this evening - painted in orange and pink - and you would have taken the time to admire it, had it been in a different situation.

After hearing a familiar yet obnoxious 'ping' coming from within your bag, you cursed under your breath. You snatched your bag from behind you crudely, zipping it open with a huff. As you turned it on, you flinched at the bright light of your screen.

One unread message from 'Mom.'

She was worried sick no doubt. You felt guilty for worrying her, and wanted to reassure her that yes, you were safe, but felt like trash and were in the middle of an episode that wouldn't stop. No matter how hard you tried, all the obnoxious and illogical sensory your brain's been picking up did not stop. Though, on the other hand, you just wanted to ignore the message and skip the whole situation of explaining everything altogether and just turn off the screen and put notifications on mute. You sent a quick 'k' to whatever she had messaged you and moved on to the mute button.

Your finger hovered above it when a notification popped up, causing you to hesitate.

One new message from 'The great Mikester dude!'

Without thinking, you pressed on the notification, staring with big eyes at the message he had sent you: Guess who and where dudette. :P

"Mikey." You gasped out, manoeuvring your head in all kinds of directions, eyes skimming all over the park, trying to find the one in question. You felt the tingling and buzzing feeling of hope and glee pool in your body, replacing the sadness and anger.

All problems were forgotten or pushed to the back of your mind.

The white noise died down suddenly when you heard a low thud and the slight rustling of leaves. 

There was no other explanation; they were here...You were sure of it. 

Only they could stop the chaos when everything else failed, though you didn't know how, nor the logic in it. 

You guessed it had something to do with their ninja nature or something. (Even though Donnie told you multiple times that it might have been because of the aura they carried with, them, being half turtle and all that jazz had its side effects on some humans, like how a pet could soothe its owner simply by being near them. You still blamed it on them being ninjas.)

With your mind settled down, you could think clearly again. 

You briefly acknowledged the fact that you most certainly were a dishevelled mess. Puffy eyes from crying, clothes covered in mud, and hair all over the place, considering that you've pulled and tangled your hair in frustration. Despite all of this, you didn't care.

You were too busy thinking of a plan to lure them - you guessed it was all of them, though it could be only Mikey - out of their hiding place.

You accidentally placed your hand on your phone, making it vibrate, and your hand shot back as if it had burned you. A few seconds after, a song piped up.  A lot of curses could be heard from the tree where the music came from, the leaves rustled like no tomorrow. Mikey fell out of said tree not long after, hitting the ground with an 'oof' followed by a groan. You stared at Mikey for a couple of seconds before doubling over in laughter as the realisation hit you:

You had accidentally called Mikey!

Well, it sure helped you find him!

You counted that as a win on your part. And it seemed that Mikey was on his own, for normally one of the brothers, cough Raph cough would have jumped out from their hiding place and scolded Mikey.

He rolled into a sitting position, giggling with you.

"Yo, dudette! Fancy seeing you here. Don't mind me dropping in," he said, peering at you with an expecting smile, seeming to wait for a reaction. 

It took you a hot second or two for you to catch on, eventually groaning at the pun and face-palming yourself for your delayed comprehension. He did jazz hands and everything.

The great ninja Michelangelo just punned...

You wanted to kick yourself, you completely forgot that April had warned you about Mikey using puns. She had messaged you not too long ago about how it was a "Big" (with capital B) mistake of Casey to teach Mikey "The Art of puns." For Mikey had become obsessed with them. - Throughout the whole exchange, Casey had managed to steal April’s phone a few times and messaged you some words. Three guesses which one was Casey’s input on the matter. - 

You had no clue what they meant with "mistake" throughout that whole exchange. 

You appreciated a good pun.

This was not a good pun. 

You could just imagine the brothers’ reactions to Mikey's newfound fixation: Raph screaming desperately for Mikey to shut up. Donnie being hella annoyed with something pressed against his (ears?) to drown Mikey out. Leo would definitely try to ignore him, probably without success, because you knew...oh, you knew Mikey would take every chance he got to make a pun.

Your heart went out for them. Needing to go through such torture was horrid, yet it was a funny sight to be completely honest. Not that you would ever tell them, heavens no.

You were not going to poke three bears with a stick - in this case, mutant turtles. You were not ready to die three separate times.

"Dude, that was so bad,” you said, making a face as if you had just been forced to smell Raph's feet. You still regret going through with that bet.

"Dude!"

Mikey frowned, throwing his hands in the air. You knew he wasn't really offended, just a bit pouty.

"It's the truth, dude," you retorted absentmindedly, casting your gaze from left to the right before it rested on your bag. Smiling slightly, you snatched it, hauling it over your back before turning back to Mikey who sat contently against the tree. 

"But," you emphasised the word by pointing your index finger in the air, "you can get better,” your grin widened as you spoke.

 “And I, Y/N, know how it's really done."

Mikey's pout vanished and a wide, child-like grin overtook his face. You had his full attention, as he observed you expectantly from his cross-legged position. 

The long uncut grass rippled towards and caressed Mikey, the blades of green curling slightly forward and creating an image of what looked like nature sheltering Mikey from the harsh reality outside of this garden of paradise. 

The green-filled branches of the tree hovered above him, leaves gliding down every now and again, covering Mikey in small dapples of shadow.

Dusk's hew engulfed the image before you in a soft purple radiance. Mikey's skin practically glowed, making him look like a forest fairy.

It was a captivating sight. 

You could mistake it for a painted fairy tale that had come to life. Whoever the painter was had made sure that each tiny detail captured the magic and beauty of the image before you.

A magic-filled world coexisting in the harsh one you stood in... what you wouldn't give to cast all worries aside and join that world.

You were so lost in the moment that you almost forgot to continue.

Shaking yourself free from the enchanting sight, you carried on, albeit flustered, "a-and I could, um, teach you a thing or two. If...If you want me to, that is."

Mikey almost jumped right in your face before the words had completely left your mouth. There were practically stars in his eyes! He actually looked really adorable.

"Really!? You would!? Y/N, you are the best!!"

Mikey engulfed you into a hug, his body nearly covering your entire body from the world.

You gave a chuckle as he kept his arms circled around you, letting you sit in his lap. You didn't mind at all, feeling cosy in his arms.

"Of course I would Mikester. It would be my pleasure!"

You raised your hands to Mikey's cheeks, giving them a couple of pats before you continued.

"That way, you have a reason to end patrol earlier so we can spend more time together," and it would give the others a break from the barrage of bad puns, but you didn't voice that out loud. 

Mikey seemed to agree. He didn't waste any time to establish when and where this 'class-session', as he called it, would be taking place. He wanted it to become, without a shadow of a doubt, a weekly thing, like movie night at the turtles’ place with everyone.

Mentioning movie night brought up some nasty memories of last time -the movie night itself wasn’t bad, just one of your episodes got out of hand -  and Mikey changed the subject promptly after seeing you wince slightly. 

He told you about all kinds of new skateboard tricks he mastered and invented.

After a little while - when everything had been said about skateboarding - Mikey started to eagerly talk about random topics, bringing up stuff like how his training went this morning or what he encountered on patrol. Just little things to draw more time spending in this position. You kept in mind that this peaceful moment couldn't last forever, for both of you would have to separate sooner rather than later. 

You needed to go home to your no doubt worried sick parents, before they would start search parties. And Mikey...had to wait till the next time you two could hang out. (Which wasn't as often as both of you desired)

You listened to his voice silently, only humming a reply whenever Mikey asked for your opinion, snuggling deeper into his embrace as you lost track of time. Drowsiness tugged at your consciousness, beckoning you to close your eyes and let sleep take over. The way Mikey held you close to him made you feel loved and safe, with you resting your head against his chest to hear his heartbeat. He rubbed soothing circles on your left shoulder with one hand, making it impossible to resist the urge to let sleep take you away to dreamland. 

You vaguely heard Mikey's voice murmur in your ear, "Sweet dreams, sugar muffin..." You felt soft lips brush against your forehead before sleep took you over.

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Michelangelo stayed seated for a little while longer, looking at your sleeping form with loving eyes. If the world would have let him, he would have stayed like this forever. Alas, the moment was broken when your mobile pinged inside your bag, vibrating like crazy.

Mikey panicked. Jumping to his feet (surprisingly without stirring you) without thinking. He opened your bag in such haste he had almost dropped you trying to grab the vibrating phone before it would wake you.

He sighed in relief when the phone stopped its obnoxious buzzing after he managed to keep you from falling. He shifted you gently onto one arm to hold you delicately, yet tightly to his chest, as if he was protecting you from the world around you.

Once he made sure you were nestled comfortably in his hold,  he glanced towards the device lying in his palm. Mikey held it at an arm's length.

One question drifted inside his mind: Who in their right mind would call you this late in the evening?

It was a question where he could get an answer, but Mikey didn't want to pry into your private life without your permission.

But the curiosity gnawed at him like he would do with pizza.

He shook his head and chastised himself for goggling the device longingly. "No, bad Mikey...Be the better man, you can do this," he muttered, moving to put the phone in your bag until your phone buzzed again, displaying the number of notifications on the lit-up screen.

It made him halt in his tracks. 

Mikey knew you were having a bad day today. After all, he saw you crying by the pond in the centre of the park. It was a mere coincidence, patrolling around the park at the time. He had seen you crying and decided right then and there that he would cheer you up. But he had no idea you had that kind of bad day. 

There were seven unread messages and three missed calls from your mother. All of them showed how worried she was about you, asking where you were and if you had one of your sensory overstimulation episodes.

Without really thinking about it, he typed a reply to your mother: Batteries died, was with a friend. Coming home through the fire escape forgot keys.

It wasn’t a  grammatically correct message, he knew. It was the best he could do with one hand and one thick tumb.

Mikey glanced towards you with gentle eyes and a soft smile after sending the message and put your phone back in your bag.

He moved you gently, holding you with both arms again and cradling you against his chest.

You, in turn, stirred and snuggled deeper into Mikey's chest, making his heart soar.

"Time to get you home, sugar muffins..." he whispered softly, brushing a couple of stray hairs out of your face.

Mikey moved swiftly yet precisely, ensuring you did not wake or feel uncomfortable during roof-top-hopping. You needed all the rest you could get; the bags under your eyes made him even more certain of the fact.

Your home came into Mikey's field of vision far too soon. Opening the window and laying you softly onto your bed felt too fast for his taste.

Mikey took extra care to tuck you in. He even attached a little note to your bag for you to find when you would wake up. 

He really wanted to stay longer, but the sound of your parents coming up the stairs told him it was time to go. He opened the door of your room slightly so your parents would know you were home. Michelangelo climbed through the window before your parents could see him.

He watched your parents turn on the light from a rooftop across your window. Your dad gave you an extra blanket before the two of them turned off the light and left your room.

Mikey stayed there on the rooftop for a little while longer before leaving, looking over his shoulder one last time and then he sprinted over the rooftops towards home.

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You found the note the next day. You smiled brightly at the words hastily scribbled on the pape. You texted Mikey a reply before you went to look out your window. Your eyes draw towards the morning sky, which was painted in a soft orange hue.  

You repeated the words inside your head, making you excited for the next time you would see your turtle in orange...

Yoo, dudette! Can't wait for the pun-session upcoming Friday! 

I'll pick you up at ten alright? It's a date! ;) <3

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Heya! I have a tmnt request? I was wondering how do you think the bayverse boys act around a crush? Maybe the crush is their best friend and they realized that theres more than friendship than they thought? I'm a sucker for friends to lover trope and I just saw those raph headcanons you made! Have a nice day!

Hello! I hope that this is what you wanted, please let me know if I did a good job lol. I’m not used to doing all of the boys, so this is new for me. But here you go!

LEO

I feel like Leo would be pretty cool and collected around his crush

Yet he has a soft spot for them

Is totally the jealous type but never expresses it

You want to watch a movie? Makes Mikey hand over the remote

If you tried to help them with a mission as April does, expect him to watch over you like a hawk, which sorta throws him off his game 

Is awkward as fuck, almost as awkward as Raph 

“Hey Leo!” you greet with a smile as you walk into the lair. “Oh, yeah- uh, hello.” 

If you are his best friend, he doesn’t want to ruin anything, therefore, he will keep his mouth shut and his feelings to himself

Playful fights while he helps you train, which ends in the both of you looking at each other funny while your laughter calms down- which is super awkward

Gets flustered quite easily

You think nothing of it and sit on Leo’s lap as the group settles in for a movie night, but Leo is weird and ends up taking a sharp breath in which leads to him coughing up a lung 

Leo is a gentleman to everyone, but it’s somehow amplified when it comes to you

Raph

The most awkward out of all of the boys 

Tries to impress you with his muscles and his strength 

If you are best friends, I’d imagine that you’d always be invited to his and Mykie’s hotboxing sessions

Listening to music with him on his bed

The two of you have playful competitive arm wrestling competitions, to which Raph always lets you win

Very overprotective of you

Becomes very jealous whenever another guy comes around you, like Vern (who almost got his ass kicked once for asking you out)

He won’t express his jealousy, but you can definitely tell if something is up

“Friendly” cuddle sessions

Like Leo, Raph gets flustered very easily 

If y’all are best friends, expect Raph to slowly express his feelings to you

Dramatic as hell, so he’ll probably wait until y’all are in a life-or-death situation to tell you how he feels

Like Leo, Raph will give you anything that you want despite how everyone else feels about it, but he blows it off with a shrug and says it’s nothing before going back to teasing you

Long conversations at three am 

Falling asleep while on Facetime with him

Working out together, which only fuels his desire for you

Teasing each other constantly, but nothing too serious

He is your go-to for anything and everything, well, except for what you need Donnie for

Swears he loves you when you say his full name

Nicknames you something like Bambi or some shit

Donnie

I see Donnie as someone who hides his feelings very well. 

Similar to Leo, Donatello is very quiet and composed

He will leave his work just to help you with homework

I believe that he would create or build things for you, such as a calculator that gives you the answers to all of your math questions (what a fucking dream that would be)

Loves it when you hang out in his lab, just chilling, maybe listening to some music

Introducing him to new music 

Late night sessions with him doing his work and you completing missing assignments or studying

Let’s you use his bo-staff (I’m not sure I spelled that correctly)

Isn’t too keen on you helping them and April with missions but keeps his mouth shut and lets you tag along

However, he will tell you he told you so if you get hurt, but only after he has a heart attack and makes sure that you’re okay

Like all of the boys, Donnie loves seeing you in his special color 

Instead of doing rounds of vodka shots like Raph would, you and Donnie do expresso shots because the both of you are coffee addicts 

Will spit-ball anyone who tries to interrupt your time together, except for Splinter

Both of you will crash in his lab, only for Leo to wake your asses up for training or for a mission

When Donnie confesses his feelings, it’s in a more realist way, such as “Look, [Y/n], I think I’m falling in love with you, however, I’m not sure how all of this will play out in the end. I’m stuck on what to do, but I want to know if you feel the same first.” 

Mikey

Literally, and I mean literally, is perfectly fine with you knowing that he likes you

Will be your best friend anyway, even if you reject him (you better not, Mikey is a soft soul)

He will definitely flirt with you, especially if it’s in a way to make you laugh

You guys bond over video games and play together frequently, even if you’re at your own house

Jamming out to music together 

Making music together, the boy is a monster at the drums

The prankiest of all the turtles and will definitely make you a target, but will never go overboard like he does with his brothers

Play fighting around the lair

Mikey will draw things for you, and he’s very good at it

Hell, I canon that Mikey is the one who did all of their tattoos, so he’ll even give you a tattoo 

Something cute like a turtle with a yellow heart on it’s shell or something 

Like Raph, you and Mikey have “friendly” cuddle sessions

Will pour his heart out to you a million times

The best person to go to whenever you need to be cheered up

Mikey is the epitome of sunshine and happiness despite his situation

Also like Raph, you and Mikey will fall asleep on Facetime together 

Staying up all during sleepovers just so you two can watch memes and old vine videos 

Even though his voice isn’t the best, Mikey loves to sing for you

Has a whole playlist of love songs that make him think of you

Loves it when you come along on missions because, hey, you’re his best friend and if he’s dying, then you’re dying with him (and vice-versa) 

Nicknames you peaches or something cute like such