#shorty mikey

[haveyouseenthisseries-poll]

[expirisims]

Okay here are my favorite 24 screenshots from 2024! Thank you @treason-and-plot for the tag, it was hard to pick just 24!

JAN

My first shared screenshot of the new Pickerling Cove! I have finally set aside a little time every week so I can get this puppy DONE! And heads up, Microsoft will stop ALL support for Origin in April, so I don't know how us world builders with the EA app are going to use Edit In Game 😞

Joanna McAlister casually trying to give birth just outside of the hospital in Redwood Harbor Round 2!

FEB

Howard taking baby Rob to a house party at Shayne's, only to leave him in the pouring rain 🤦 Redwood Harbor Round 2.

Gerald and Simili just leaving an a'hem...date at the museum. St Bernie Round 1.

MARCH

Isaiah out for a peaceful morning surf! St Bernie Round 1

Brianna getting over Reggie ( for a little bit anyways) on vacay with her bestie Cristina! Redwood Harbor Round 3.

Okay, a lot of these aren't separated into months from here on out because my posting got a little spotty!

A random townie I found singing in the empty karaoke bar while my active sim was at work 🤣 Go for your dreams dude! Redwood Harbor Round 3.

Dimitri giving an expression I can FEEL dealing with two crying kids and a begging cat. Redwood Harbor Round 3

After I predicted these two as a couple back in round 2, Clark and Edith did eventually get together on their own and tie the knot in Round 3 of Redwood Harbor! Now if my game can STOP throwing Clark into flirtation situations... it's not in his personality so I don't know why it keeps happening 😭

Antonio and Joanna worked on this car for YEARS!! Redwood harbor Round 3.

Howard breaking the fourth wall with some mad side eye while on a date with Rayne in Round 3 of Redwood Harbor.

Lulu rolling in her own pee, oh how I know the mess our favorite fur babies can make! Redwood Harbor Round 3.

Maggie Marks (the cat) who ran across town to the Chadwick household when Woodrow and Sharon threw a rager of a party! Redwood Harbor Round 3.

The Gale's (minus 1 kiddo because there was no one to carry her) finally moving out of their TINY houseboat! Redwood Harbor Round 3.

I love this picture of Clark playing games in Round 3 of Redwood Harbor.

Little Jerrod Thigpen was so excited to finally get his own room! Redwood Harbor Round 3.

Jill Garrett just bustin out the Chicken Dance at the ballet studio! LOL! St. Bernie Round 1.

Petunia Lum watching for Teddy to get home out the bathroom window! St. Bernie Round 1.

Poor Kasey, who tried (and failed) to do her own tatoos! St. Bernie Round 1.

An awesomely timed pic of Shorty and Brooks playing. St. Bernie Round 1.

When I discovered there were random townies living in one of the apartments in St. Bernie and caught one of them practicing his flaming batons! Round 1 of St. Bernie.

That time Gerald blew off Simili to attend this protest with questionable footing. St. Bernie Round 1.

Bella's VERY crispy looking sunburn. St. Bernie Round 1.

A wholesome pic of George Snooty autonomously helping Margo with homework. St. Bernie Round 1.

I'm tagging @satureja13, @mercury101, @leplumbobvert, @kevinvoncrastenburg, and anyone else who wants to share! As always, no pressure if you don't want to play!

[0ghostwatcher]

Okay hear me out-

Odysseus and Eurylochus are literally Mikey and Draken

[citruswriter]

ROTTMNT Mikey x Reader Lemon Imagine 💛

Yes he's aged up, stfu.

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Imagine being a childhood friend of Mikey's and then moving away. You were taller than him in childhood and you always picked on him for being little. But now you're back! And you have plans to meet up.

Imagine meeting up again and the brothers are so much taller. And now Mikey is taller than you. Now it's his turn to pick on you! Revenge! But he's still so sweet and childish! So you swap the shortie jokes for little kid jokes.

"Awwwww. You haven't changed a bit! Still a little kid". "Hey lil guy". "You'll always be the same ole little Mikey to me". "I'll always see you as a little kid. You'll always be my little guy in my heart". Well didn't you make the mistake of underestimating him?

You still think he's a little kid when he has you in his lap, desperately kissing him while he grips your thighs til they bruise? Still wanna call him lil guy as he makes you fuck yourself on his cock? Still think he's just good ole little Mikey when he has you arching from pleasure on his bed as he fucks you stupid? Is he still a little guy in your heart when he's brought out your fifth orgasm?

Hm? Go ahead. Call him a little guy again. Huh? What's that? Oh you can't talk? Wonder why. Probably doesn't have anything to do with the fact that his dick is buried to the hilt in you, splitting you open, bruising your insides as he bites your neck in a territorial manner.

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Probably not.

[melancholyswayafterdark]

TMNT 2007!Raphael x Fem!Reader: Make Me (NSFW 18+)

Anonymous asked: This is kind of weird but would you be able to write 2007!Raph x reader where Raph is trying to dominant and gets shy when he finds out y/n is more experienced?

ya'll im such an idiot and I accidentally deleted the anon request who had asked for this. Luckily, I keep all the reqs in a google doc when writing lol. Here goes nothing! Let me know if you enjoyed this :)

NOTE: this is my after dark blog, and you're going to find smut here. 2007 is a more mature version of the turtles, and they are around their early/mid 20s. MINORS DNI. WARNINGS : dirty talk, doggystyle, and missionary

Imagine Raphael getting thrown for a loop the first time you have sex with each other

It’s honestly so sudden, neither of you expecting it to happen the way it did.

Now, Raph has had his fair share of sex. If the turtles had to take a guess, Raph would have the highest body count out of the four of them (Donnie takes the cake for last place, he’s a scaredy-cat).

He vividly remembers women practically throwing themselves onto him while he was The Nightwatcher long ago

I mean, could you blame him? A mysterious man in metal armor with a sexy accent who protects the city?

He felt invisible, being able to be himself and enjoy life the way it was supposed to be lived

In short, Raph here is no stranger to women- he knows what’s got to be done. 

When you first met the turtles, it was thanks to a clumsy Mikey during patrol one night who came crashing into your bedroom window.

With some panicked explanations, promises to keep a secret, and to fix a window, bonds were made. Friendship blossomed. 

Feelings blossomed. 

You seemed to get along well with each and every turtle, however, something about the smug-looking golden-eyed one who didn’t speak much at first had grabbed your attention. 

As you began to come down to their home often, you found yourself having more opportunities to interact with the second oldest brother: Raphael. He had this bad-boy aura that had you hooked. 

However, it wasn’t what you thought it was.

Raphael constantly teased you, and you constantly did the same back. He had no malicious intent, and neither did you. You had simply piqued each other's interest. 

“Hey shorty,” Raph snickers at you trying to reach for something on a high shelf.

“Hey hothead,” You tease back, “How about you use those big muscles of yours to help me instead of standing there and enjoying the show?” His eyes watched your breasts bounce in your shirt as you struggled to reach what you needed. 

Oh, and he loved it. That you noticed what his game was, and that you were more than happy to play. 

His non stop picking had been his fun way of flirting with you, to which you did the same back. As it went on, a friendly yet flirtatious connection had been made. 

Only, a cloud of sexual tension seemed to follow you around every time you interacted with the turtle in red. 

There was something about Raphael that got your panties in a twist. As time went on, you found yourself fantasizing about how you’d make your move on him. It seemed that your sexual appetite grew hungrier with each and every scenario you imagined in your head. 

You wondered just how Raph was able to get you going. 

Unbeknownst to you, Raphael’s reptilian instincts give him a heightened sense of smell. 

AKA, you didn’t have to tell him, he knew- no- he could smell how down bad you were for him.

Luckily for him, your human senses weren’t as strong. 

He remembered how he tested the waters a bit, trying to see if he was the cause of the smell of arousal coming from your sex. He had to make sure you were actually thinking of him in that way. 

Long story short, he was right. One day, he placed his hands on your waist during training, only for his nostrils to be hugged with your excitement in between your legs. 

And thus, the more he flirted with you, the more he wanted- no- needed you. 

It seemed the feeling was mutual, yet you both went about your days as normal. 

Until one day, you said two words that sent Raph over the edge.

Brace yourself, Y/n.

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“Ya ain’t gonna take me down that easily, shorty.” Your eyes follow Raph’s figure, watching as he circles you around the dojo. Since the streets have been getting pretty bad, Raphael took it upon himself to teach you a few things just in case. 

You could almost feel your heart pounding out of your chest. Being pushed to your limits, you weren’t giving up so quickly, either. You could see Raph looking you up and down, his amber eyes stopping right at your chest. You made a good choice to wear a tight tank top today, huh?

Quickly, his eyes shoot back up to look at your own, and suddenly, he’s studying you to see what his next move could be.

“I bet money you can’t take me down this time.” You smirk, albeit you were talking out of your ass; seeing Raph’s devious smile got you going. 

“Oh, so now we’re delusional?” The turtle chuckles as he gets in a fighting stance, “Looks cute on ya, Y/n.” Raph closes the space between you both inch by inch, and suddenly, his fists are flying toward you. 

He was ready to see if you remembered what you practiced. 

You quickly dodge his first hit, brushing the loose hair out of your eyes, “I told you,” Your knees bend, and Raphs last punches don’t connect, giving you the upper hand while he’s distracted. “I pay,” with a sweep of your left leg, you were able to catch Raph off balance. “Attention!” To finish, you hop on his shell from behind, touching the pressure point on his neck with two fingers (thanks, Master Splinter!) He easily topples over, and you pin his arm behind him as you straddle the back of his rough shell. 

Okay, maybe Raphael underestimated you a bit. He had no idea where you’d learn pressure points from, he didn’t teach you those. 

Seemingly defeated, the turtle under you sighs, his breathing becoming regular and less shallow as his heart rate goes down. 

“Did Leo teach ya that?” He huffs, straining under your control. A prideful smile is formed with your lips. 

“Nope, Master Splinter did.” Why would Leo teach you something like that, anyway? I mean, it wasn’t like he trained you alone. It was always as a group with their sensei. Leonardo taught you safer tricks that didn’t require you to get so close to your opponent.

You were enjoying your little victory, and what kind of victory would it be if you didn’t rub it in Raph’s face? 

“Did I really beat Mister Hothead?” You teased the turtle under you, whose annoyed eyes seemed to burn into your skin for you to set him free.

“Aigh’t, ya got me, now, get off.” Raphael’s rough accent was music to your ears, and you couldn’t imagine letting this opportunity go to show him what you were made of. Your grip on his arm becomes tighter, and you lower your lips to his exposed neck. 

What’s the point of teasing the big teddy bear if some flirting isn’t involved, right?

“Make me.” 

Suddenly, Raphael stops struggling and falls silent. You follow suit, alleviating the pressure you put on his body while on top, letting your guard down in confusion. Before you can ask what was going on, you feel yourself being flipped over, with your back hitting the hardwood floor and Raph’s face centimeters away from your own. Your arms are pinned at the top of your head by one of his hands, while the other is placed under your chin. 

“Come again?” He purrs, eyes scanning for any sign of you wanting him to stop. But, you don’t. In fact, you wanted him to keep going. 

“I said, ‘Make me.” You could feel the heat between your legs begin to rise, and your heart practically beating out of your chest. You watched as golden eyes behind a red mask looked into your own before his free hand moved toward your bra strap.

“Ya think ya so innocent, dontcha?” You could almost jump out of your skin from the feeling of butterflies invading your stomach. It felt electrifying with every touch the turtle gave you. 

“Ya think I don’ know?” His face dives into your neck, taking a slow lick before suckling in a spot that causes your body to shiver in desire. “I can smell ya, I know that ya been wantin’ this.” You wished he would let go of your hands to give you free will, eager to take the lead and surprise him. 

It wasn’t long until your soft whimpers caused a throbbing erection to emerge, and when his hand let go of your wrists bound at the top of your head, your fingers found their way to his biceps, giving them a light squeeze. 

“Like you haven’t been wanting it, too” You challenged, trying to keep all composure. Raph comes up from working on your neck, his eyes darting to your lips that continue to tease him even though he has the upper hand. He couldn’t wait to shut you up. 

He did just that. Before you could think of something slick to say, his green lips crashed on yours, not coming up for air once. It seemed all the pent-up sexual frustration was being let out in this very moment in the middle of the dojo. 

Speaking of, it’s amazing how nobody came in by now. 

“I’ll take you right here,” You knew he would. Name a time or place and Raph would be down. You could feel tingles up and down your body from the friction, your nipples hardening from the arousal, and Raph's tongue intertwining with your own. 

It was a long time coming, and before you know it, Raph’s three-pronged hand moves one of your thighs over, only for them to rub circles around your clothed clit. Now sensitive, you wondered just how you could get Raph crumbling beneath you. “You’d like that, won’t ya?” Oh, he knew exactly what the fuck he was doing. Every sentence he said in between kisses drove you up the wall, the strong desire to ride him until the wheels fell off seemed to take over, and you knew you had to prove yourself. Raphael has no idea who he’s messing with. 

His fingers then move to the hem of your leggings, dropping the hint he wants them off.

“Make sure it's locked, big guy.” Your voice hoarse from a dry throat. Looking at you one last time, Raph makes the conscious decision to listen to you. Sure, he could take you to his room and get it on, but he couldn’t wait. He wanted you now. As he makes his way to lock the dojo, you undress behind him, tank and bottoms discarded in a pile off to the side. Your red bra teasing the red-banded turtle, almost begging him to snap it off you. But before he could even think about doing so, he watched you motion for him to come over sitting on the workout bench by the dumbbells. 

“My turn,” Your body naturally gravitates toward Raphael’s sweet spots when he sits beside you. Before he can take control, you straddle his waist before he can go anywhere. Arms around his neck, your back arches in pleasure as his hands go up and down your exposed sides, heating you up as he does so. Now, Raphael didn’t expect you to take control of him that easily. If anything, he didn’t think he had it in you. But, here you were, caressing his body and grinding yourself on his throbbing cock, a wave of sinful thoughts making up his mind as he felt the pre-cum leaking onto his thigh. You must’ve noticed, because you dip a finger in the sticky substance, placing it in your mouth as the turtle’s cheeks heated up from watching you taste him. 

“Sweet,” You teased, giggling at the sight of a shy yet enticed Raphael.

You really knew what you were doing.

But, shyness aside from not being the only experienced one, he’s ready to show you just what you’re in for. With the help from you, his erection springs up after a swift movement of his lower plastron. His dick stood up with pride, begging for warmth as it throbbed once exposed to the cold air. Once in your sight, it had your own sex wanting to welcome it home. Raphael could smell it, how your pussy soaked your panties, and he couldn’t wait to take them off and make you his. 

Picking you up and laying you on the hardwood floor, you unclip your bra as Raph’s fingers find the band of your panties, throwing them to God knows where in the dojo. You’ll get them later. They didn’t matter right now. What mattered was the way Raph admired your excitement, watching you let out a submissive moan as he dipped his head in to taste you. 

“Sweet,” He comments huskily, words vibrating your cunt that sends a signal to your brain to ask for more. You didn’t just want his tongue, you wanted him inside of you.

“Stop teasing~” You murmur, your chest heaving after each and every lick your sensitive bud takes. It was enough to get your cavern dripping, and Raphael wasted no time in flipping you over onto your stomach and getting your ass up in the air, arching your back as his hands gripped your hips. You could feel his tip pressing against your tight hole, and as he took your wrists to hold them behind your back, he slowly inserted himself, your pussy squeezing him tight as he stretched you out to the max. He wanted to go crazy, but he knew he needed you to adjust before doing so. 

Your body aching for more decides to meet him halfway, your ass coming into contact with his plastron in an instant, swallowing him whole. He was so big, and he knew it, too. Your loud moan after taking him all in caused Raph to hesitate. 

“Not too loud, pretty.” His hand then frees your arms, and almost immediately you clasp a hand onto your mouth, muffling all sounds you were making. Once Raph got into the swing, his wild side came out. Before he knew it, he was thrusting in and out of you at an animalistic speed. He was a rough lover, and you loved every second of it. His praises on how good you felt and how wet you were caused shivers throughout your body and mind. The sound of skin slapping against skin was enough for you to be in a trance. You could feel how his curved dick hit you in the right spot deep in your cavern, pressing against your G-spot. How his hands continuously guided your hips and ass to back up against his plastron, and he smirked as he observed you crumble beneath him. You were practically biting your lip to keep yourself from shrieking in pleasure. The last thing you needed was anyone knocking and destroying your high. 

“You’ve always wanted me, huh?” “Fuck, you’re so tight,” All of his remarks whispered into your ear as his hand moved toward your neck, choking you lightly. Your hands went over his own, begging for his grip to tighten. He stopped for a moment, then gave into your noiseless demand. 

“Didn’t take ya as a freak, Y/n,” He chuckles, watching you turn around to face him. If the sound wasn’t enough, your flushed, fucked-out face was enough to drive him wild. 

He was close, but he couldn’t finish like this. He needed to see all of you. He needed you facing him, tits bouncing with every thrust. His hand around your windpipe and your eyes rolling back into your skull. 

So as he unexpectedly stops, your legs begin to shake. “W-wha?” You strain your back, trying to get relief. It isn’t until Raph uses his strength to flip you over as if you weighed nothing that you knew what was about to happen. 

He wasn’t done, he was just getting started. 

“I wanna see ya beggin’ fa me, got it?” Raph grips his member, placing it in between your wet folds as he churrs, locking eyes with you to make sure you understood the assignment. 

“Y-yes.” You were hypnotized by Raph. How his girth was enough to stretch you out, and was long enough to hit places you didn’t think were possible. A smirk plays along his lips, and you feel his tip at your entrance once again. He leans in, lips crashing into yours before you feel him fill you up once more. Only this time, he was hitting your sweet spot even better. You felt yourself nearing the top of the hill, waiting for just the right thrust to send you over the top and back down again. 

“Tell me how much ya wanted me, baby,” You see Raph’s focused look as his hands gripped your cupped breasts, ripping them clean off before tossing them to the side. He plays with your hardened bud, alternating from the left and the right. 

“Shit.. a-a lot! I wanted this so bad, Raph~” Your sweet voice had created the music he wanted to hear, and you felt him slam into you harder. It wasn’t until his hand left your breasts and moved down to your swollen clit. Looking up at you, then back down at your sex, he gives you a smirk before getting to work. “Oh! Fuck, Raph!” His finger quickly flicking your clit like it was a bell, making it ring in ways that caused you to reach the top of the hill. 

“Fuck, please,” Your breathy moans became uneven, and your body came millimeters away from your well-needed orgasm, “Don’t fucking stop,” Your words became slurred and sloppy, and Raphael wouldn’t want to have it any other way. “You’re doing so good, Raph, fuck.” You were copping pleas, just like he wanted. Your sweet voice interrupted by unsolicited wonton moans caused Raph to fuck you like there was no tomorrow. He studies your face, and your half-lidded eyes watch as beads of sweat litter his emerald skin, the sweet sinful smell of sex filling the air as you finally come to your senses. “Think you could fill me up?” You had asked so innocently despite the obvious whine in your voice. You sounded so needy and sexy, that Raphael couldn’t hold it in any longer. All of his senses were being simulated, and the sight of you was the cherry on top. He had you exactly where he wanted you: crumbled, fucked-out face, rosy cheeks, and begging for him to cum.

You tightened around him, a wave of pure euphoria taking over you as you came to the squelching sound of you finishing all over Raph’s member. Your body shakes as he doesn’t stop, moments go by before he slows down, allowing you to ride out your orgasm. You lean up to lock lips, and his thrusts quicken before he groans huskily into the sloppy kiss. He had reached the top of his own hill, and he couldn’t wait to fill you up and paint your insides white. 

When he’s finally ready, he puts his forehead on yours, and you watch as he becomes weak at the knees, bucking his hips to meet your pelvis one last time before you feel something warm shoot through you. The thought of Raph’s cum filling you up alone caused you to moan in ecstasy, never mind the feeling of it.

Raph shifts his weight, holding himself up with his reserved strength. It wasn’t like he was finished. No, Raph’s libido was so high and mighty, this was just the pregame. 

“I kind of feel bad…” You trail off. You felt Raph’s cum leak from your pulsating cunt, pooling onto the floor under you. Droplets of sweat littered the hardwood, “We made a mess.” But before you could get up, Raph lets out a throaty chuckle, “Ya think so? We could do bettah than this.” His accented voice teases a new idea. Maybe he was right, you guys could make an even bigger mess.

The smell of sex wasn’t leaving the dojo anytime soon, and with the way you went uninterrupted for what seemed like hours, what made you think you’d be stopping here? You sit up on your knees, pushing Raphael back onto his shell. Straddling his waist, his member jumped in response. Once again, he was ready to give it to you. As he watched you grab it at the base and align it with your sex, cum still dripping from the previous activity, you sat down on it slowly until your pelvis met his own. 

It was your turn to fuck his brains out, and you were ready to do just that. 

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Ways The TmnT Boy's Annoy Their S/O; Hc's

Anon request, "hello I love your work and I hope you are well I wanted to ask you for a fic with the turtles and a fem!reader, about things they do to jokingly annoy their girlfriend because its funny for them. <3"

~xXx~

Leonardo:

Leo doesn't normally try to annoy his s/o, but occasionally he does feel a bit cheeky and decides to pester them if they're in a decent mood

the thing he does most often in these small occurrences is randomly poke at their side, and when they ask what he needs he'll pretend to not know what he just did

loves doing it if they're working at something and he's wanting attention

you know that thing dad's do where they pretend to lick their hand and then try to gross you out by putting said hand in your space? well he does that too

will chase his s/o around either the lair or their place, mischievously grinning as they run away screeching at him to not even dare!

Leo never pushes his s/o past annoyance, and will always end his shenanigans with gentle laughter and apology kisses

Raphael:

this man has messed with his s/o before they were even his s/o; he knows all the right buttons to push and to what limit as to not go so far as to actually anger them

he can't help it, it's so adorable how they get all red and puffed up when he mildly irritates them

absolutely calls his s/o shorty and other ridiculous nicknames when he's being a butt

his favorite thing to do that always gets his s/o rolling their eyes is when they ask him for help with something such as opening a pickle jar, and he dramatically flexes his muscles while wagging his brow, stating that if they wanted to see him at work, all they had to do was ask

will also purposely man spread where ever they're seated so his s/o is basically forced to sit either between his lap or on it

Raphaels messing around is always in good fun, and he knows when enough is enough, even if your death glare is the cutest thing he's ever seen

Donatello:

his favorite way of annoying his s/o is honestly so adorable that it's hard for his s/o to stay mad about it for very long

his s/o will ask him for something like a snack, and before they can grab it from his hand he quickly holds it up above his head

will wink and state they have to pay the bae toll first, and despite all their groaning, his s/o will tip toe to give him a sweet kiss

will sometimes place things in a high place so his s/o has to ask him to get it, but more often than not they know he purposely placed it there and will try to jungle gym their way up to get it

he'll stand to the side with a smug smirk and ask them if they're sure they don't need his help, finding their determination to get whatever object themselves very adorable

whether or not they say yes, he's always read to catch them if they happen to slip or fall, in which case he'll hold off on putting their stuff high up for a while

Michelangelo:

most the time when he feels like annoying his s/o it's because he's either bored, wants attention, or both

his favorite way of doing so is playing the "gravity game", much to his s/o's dismay

Mikey will locate his s/o to find them keeling over some work that can honestly wait a day or two to be done, and if he can't bribe them to step away for a break with cuddles, he'll let out the biggest sigh, an indication of what he's got planned

his s/o will shoot him a knowing glare and tell him he better not, but it's too late, Mikey has already trudged his way over to where they're seated or standing and groans loudly about how heavy the Earth is, practically leaning all of his weight onto his flustered s/o

won't put his entire weight into it because he obviously doesn't want to crush them, but Mikey also won't let up till his s/o agrees to finally take a break and spend some time with him, to which he will act victorious and act suddenly weightless as he practically floats off with his blushing s/o for some quality time

~xXx~

[taleeater]

Fragile Part 9

Generation: Bayverse TMNT

Tmnt x Reader Fanfic

Pronouns: Gender Neutral (except ‘babe’ and ‘princess’)

Warnings: injury, fluff, not proof read

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

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When you awoke, you felt a heavy weight across your chest. You blinked your eyes open and looked around. 

The sight that greeted you made you grin. Mikey was sprawled like a starfish across your queen sized bed, snoring away with an arm thrown over your midsection. Poor Donnie was confined to huddle up on his side on the very edge of your bed, in his attempt to be closer to you. Leonardo, when you looked, was sitting on the floor fast asleep with his shell resting against the side of the bed.

All that was left was-

“You awake, shortie?” Raphael was standing in the doorway with a towel around his shoulders. A soft expression on his face that he reserved for just the two of you. 

You didn’t want to wake up the rest of his brothers so you nodded silently at him. He extended his arm out above you for you to grab onto, and he slowly pulled you up out from underneath Mikey without disturbing him, careful not to bonk anyone with your cast. You were left dangling above your bed while you clung onto Raph’s arm like you weighed nothing. Raph chuckled quietly and swung you over to a vacant spot on the floor where you stretched out and touched down gently onto the fluffy rug. 

Raphael nodded in the direction of the door, a silent invitation to join him for his morning workout. You quietly grabbed some clothes from your drawers and trudged out to change in the bathroom as he went ahead of you to the gym. When you joined him a few minutes later, he was doing stretches. 

“How’s the arm?” He asked you in a hushed tone. Not wanting to sound too loud in the quiet of the empty gym. 

“Better!” You said gratefully stretching out your shoulders with your arms above your head. “Donnie said I should be able to get the casts off by the end of the week.”

”Wow, that was fast. I guess you heal like us now, huh.” Raph said with a grin, hiding his relief. “Wanna work on your physical therapy first?” 

“Mh!” You nodded enthusiastically. 

These quiet mornings working out with Raph had become the norm in the past 2 weeks since you had woken up. At first it started as an escape from the insomnia, when you woke up early and couldn’t sleep. Bad dreams and flashbacks from the tank plaguing your mind. Raph would come in and scoop you up and take you with him while he worked out. Not allowing you to be alone with your thoughts. You would lay on his back while he did pushups, and sit in his lap while he did reps. ‘For motivation’ he would say.

After a long hour and a half, and a playful but careful wrestling match that turned into a tickle fight, you collapsed limp onto Raph’s chest out of breath. 

“You’re getting harder to pin down, shortie.” Raph’s chest rumbled with his chuckle.

”Is that so? I think you’re still going too easy on me.” You said with sly eyes and propped your head up on your arm cast to look down at his face.

”So what if I’m going easy on ya? You can try and kick my ass once you’re all healed up, Princess.” He met your sly grin, hands coming up to grab your sides.

You giggled and squirmed in his hold, still feeling sensitive as he moved to sit up with you sat in his lap. You reached up and looped your arms around his neck and hugged him, body flesh against his chest. The big turtle froze a moment then relaxed and wrapped his big arms around you gently. He took in a long deep breath and exhaled in a long huff against your shoulder.

After a long pause, you quipped, “At least I can still throw you on your back whenever I want~”

Raph grinned and started to lightly tickle your sides again, making you squeal and giggle as you tried to escape his hold. “Just because you’ve got mutant strength all the time now doesn’t mean you’ll always have the drop on me!” He whisper yelled as he continued to torture you.

Donnie cleared his throat from the doorway where he was casually leaning against the frame, sipping a fresh cup of coffee. 

“He’s ticklish under his arms.” Donnie said loud enough for you to hear, grinning into his mug.

Raph’s eyes went wide with horror. ”Traitor!” 

Your hands dove for his exposed skin, but before you could reach, Raph grabbed your sides and held you away at arm’s length like a cat. “No fair!” You laughed, calming down from the excitement.

Donnie set down his coffee cup and strolled into the room. He scooped you up and tossed you over his shoulder, rescuing Raph from your attack. The red turtle made an exaggerated sigh of relief, but he was betrayed by his playful grin.

“My turn.” 

Donnie strolled out of the room with you in tow as you waved a goodbye to Raph, and retrieved his cup of coffee as he left.

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They had waited for weeks.

They were not able to prevent you from falling into a medically induced coma, but with the blood transfusion you received from Leonardo, your blood pressure had returned to safe levels. With the new medications Donnie was feeding you through your IV, it was expected you would wake up in only a few days. But there were…. complications.

It began as a small rash at the spot of the IV, rough dry skin turning into green scales. After 3 days, small hints of animalistic qualities started to morph your body in strange ways. Your fever only got worse with the changes. But along with the destabilized mutations, your body began to heal the overwhelming damage at amazing speeds. Your blackened bruises changed to green, then yellow, and slowly started to fade, your broken bones were set and mending, and your pallid complexion slowly started to improve. 

Donatello was closely monitoring your body as you healed, but he was also amazed at documenting the changes. Your mutation fluctuated and changed the structure of your muscles, improved bone strength, and appeared to enhance your senses. Changes that before were fleeting and temporary. Any fleeting changes to appearance came and went in waves as your body fought over whether you were more human or mutant.

Leonardo sat by your bedside just as he had during the blood transfusion. But you remained motionless in a deep sleep. By now your body was almost completely healed. So why hadn’t you woken up?

Leo held your hand and stroked your wrist with his thumb. Your hand was so small in his. 

Mikey was sitting at the foot of your bed playing on his Switch, picking weeds in your Animal Crossing save file so when you woke up it wouldn’t be a mess. 

April had been helping to make sure the boys and Master Splinter were all still eating well without you to cook meals for them. She had been by the lair earlier that day to deliver boxes of chinese stir fry and Mikey’s favorite orange chicken. 

Some rustling could be heard from the kitchen as empty paper take out boxes were thrown in the trash, and Raph soon entered the room. 

“How are they doin’?” Raph had worked the past week with Casey as a team to covertly uncover the Foot agent in the NYPD, and discovered some other officers selling their information to the gang under the table. Casey was given a promotion by the commissioner, and the rest of the uncorrupt police department came together to buy Raphael his own motorcycle as a thank-you present.

“Fever hasn’t gone down. No changes yet. Their vitals are still stable and the scales appear to be discoloring.” Donatello updated from his chair he had practically lived in since they returned with you.

Mikey had spent days with his eyes glued to the spot on your arm. As the green started to fade to match your skin tone and flake off he seemed to become more relaxed.

“Do you think they’re going to end up like us?” Mikey said solemnly.

Leo half smiled at his little brother. “It’s possible… and if they do, we’ll be here for them.”

Mikey hummed in response. 

“Shouldn’t we be like, talking to them to pull them out of the coma?”

“This isn’t one of those cheesy hospital soap operas you watch with Master Splinter, Mikey.” Raph gruffed. He took up his usual seat by the door, picking up his whittling knife and resumed his project of shaping the wood block into a dainty flower. 

“Well, technically research shows that speaking with a coma patient can stimulate brain activity and draw them into consciousness. So it’s worth a shot.” Donnie shrugged and returned his attention to his computer station. He had rigged up 3 open laptops that he used to monitor your vitals next to police radio chatter and the updates on Stockman and Bebop and Rocksteady’s whereabouts. 

After all, they still had a score to settle.

“Hey (y/n)…” Leo started. “We’d really like it if you’d wake up now… It’s too quiet around here without you.”

“Yeah! It’s not the same without you.” Mikey folded his arms on your bed and rested his chin. “You still haven’t taught me how to make your lasagna! And I need your help to beat my game!”

“You need to wake up so you can eat something! It’s not good for your body to be stagnant this long. Usually you’re the one bugging me about my health… And… I miss the way you make coffee. It just tastes better when you make it.”

Raph paused in his whittling and looked at you for a long moment, seemingly looking for any sign of movement. His brothers were all looking at him expectantly. He looked away and blushed.

“...You know you don’t gotta do nothin’… to have our attention, I mean. We just want you back safe and sound. Wake up soon shortstack, don’t keep us waitin’.”

An alert sounded on Donnie’s computer, drawing the boys’ attention. 

Donatello fumbled around to grab his keyboard and started typing into the console to pull up the news Casey was forwarding them.

“It’s Stockman. It looks like he’s made more mutants.”

“More mutants?! I thought he used up all of (y/n’s) mutagen on himself!” Leo exclaimed. He walked over to stand behind Donatello and peer over his shoulder.

“There’s a possibility that the puddle left behind in the lab was just enough to use on some small animals, but not enough for a human. The police report reads that 4 frog-like mutants have appeared trying to rob a bank. Luckily the police didn’t mistake them for us.” Donnie rubbed a hand down his face and straightened up.

“Yooooo, frog mutants? You think they might be friendly?” Mikey suddenly looked excited.

“What are we gonna do about (y/n)? We can’t just leave them behind. They’re still sick.” Raph folded his arms looking worried.

“Leave (y/n) in mine and April’s care. She is due to arrive soon, is she not?” Master Splinter entered the room. He stroked his beard thoughtfully. “We can care for them in your place until you boys return.” 

Donatello looked nervous as he fussed with his hands. He looked between Splinter and your resting form, and the location flashing on his computer. 

“Will you be able to monitor their temperature okay? I can stay behind if-“

Leo placed a hand on Donnie’s shoulder. “Don’t worry, dad’s got this. If anything happens he can give us a call.” Leo reasoned with him.

Donnie still looked unsure but he nodded anyway.

Mikey whooped in excitement and headed for the lair’s exit, followed by Leo.

Raph approached Donnie, his gaze trailing back to the med bay door. “....Any sign of Bebop and Rocksteady?” He asked in a low voice.

Donnie shared the dark look in Raph’s eyes and double checked the report on his wrist.

“Not yet. But with Stockman involved, they shouldn’t be far behind.”

“They better be.”

Donnie grabbed his staff and him and Raphel jogged to catch up to Leo and Mikey. Master Splinter watched the retreating form of his sons from the door, his eyes traveled over to the blinking red light on the screen as the police chatter continued over the radio. The words “armed” and “dangerous” followed the descriptions of the kung-fu wielding amphibians, making the old rat sigh.

He prayed for their safety, and that you would be well and waiting for them upon their return.

Attila the Frog, Genghis Frog, Napoleon Bonafrog, and Rasputin the Mad Frog turned out to be a group of mild-mannered mutants. They were well meaning and naively followed Stockman’s orders thinking that the turtles were the bad guys. With Mikey’s help, they quickly discovered that the amphibians had no intention of helping Stockman take over New York. With some persuasion, Casey agreed to help arrange for the frog mutants to leave New York, and move down to the Florida Everglades away from the city. 

But their fight was not yet over. 

The Punk Frogs, as they called themselves, had offered their assistance in taking down Bebop and Rocksteady. They knew of the location where Stockman and the two henchmen were hiding, and led them to an abandoned sewage plant at the edge of the city. 

There, with the help of the frog mutants, they were able to defeat the mutated Stockman. And no doubt, Bebop and Rocksteady appeared. With the help of the amphibious mutants, the 8 of them managed to subdue the tough duo. The four brothers tried to take it a step farther and beat the living shell out of Stockman and the two, but the peace-loving Punk frogs stepped in and convinced them to rethink their actions and let go of their pent up rage.

That didn’t mean they had to like it.

With Stockman, Bebop, and Rocksteady safely behind bars, they returned home feeling dejected. No matter what they did to Stockman, Bebop, and Rocksteady, it wasn’t going to make you wake up.

The four trudged in through the entrance of the lair, and were met by April running up to them from the med bay. 

“It’s (y/n)-!” There was no time to explain as the boys immediately rushed past her and burst through the doors. They were met with the sight of Splinter by your side, holding your hand with a relieved smile on his face as he chatted with you, sitting up in bed.

The turtles held their breath as your vibrant eyes turned to them, and your face lit up with a smile and welcomed them home. Mikey broke down blubbering in tears and the boys all rushed to you. Embracing you in a crowded desperate hug proclaiming how much they missed you. Even Raph shed a few tears of relief.

Since then, they boys only left you alone to bathe and use the toilet without their constant supervision. Strangely enough it became a routine around the lair, the brothers taking turns spending time with you. You could almost call it suffocating, if you didn’t love spending time with them as much as you did. You knew they needed your attention after the scare you gave them being unconscious for so long.

This was just their way of showing you how much they missed you.

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Donnie had abducted you to give you a detailed health check up, as usual, making sure everything was healing right and to test your now permanent mutant reflexes. 

“How would you say you’re adjusting to the change in strength and reaction time?”

”Good! I haven’t broken anything since Tuesday!” You said proudly.

”…That was only 2 days ago.”

“So…. I haven’t broken anything in two whole days!”

Donnie pinched the bridge of his snoot under his glasses and sighed. Ever the optimist.

Later you joined him at his computer station while he ran simulations on a new program. You parallel played on a free computer until you got bored with what you were doing, and wormed your way into his lap.

You nuzzled your nose under Donnie’s chin. He chuckled at the ticklish sensation before looking down at you and giving you a quick kiss on the head. 

“You are not helping my productivity.”

“No, but you could say this is a different kind of productive.”

“And what kind is that?”

“Taking a break.” You smiled at him.

He sighed. 

“Okay, you win.” He clicked away from his programming project and changed the window to a website you were streaming Cowboy Bebop from. Donnie hit play on your current episode and snaked his arms around your waist before relaxing back in his chair.

You were beaming, delighted you had won in convincing the overworked turtle to take a break, and relaxed against his chest.

He switched from drinking coffee to water (which he only did on your regulated ‘breaks’), and turned the brightness down on his screen to give his eyes a break.

After 2 episodes, Leo passed by. He paused behind Donnie’s chair for a moment before exiting to the kitchen. A few minutes later he passed by again and loitered around by the computers, pretending to look busy checking the local news reports running on one of the screens. 

Donnie groaned and you chuckled. 

“I think it’s Leo’s turn to borrow you.” Donnie bemused before releasing you to stand up from your spot on his lap. 

Leo perked up and smiled at you, looking a bit bashful at being caught and muttered a quick apology to Donnie for stealing you away. Then he scooped you up and carried you in the direction of the dojo.

“How is your physical therapy going?” He asked casually. 

“Good! My shoulder is all better, and I can do sit-ups without any pain now. Though once I get these casts off I can really test my new strength.” You said kicking your leg out emphasizing the cast. 

Leo chuckled. He set you down in the dojo where he had prepared a pot of tea for the two of you to share, steam still wafting off the lid.

You sat down on the pillow across the table from him, and began your afternoon chat. He talked about his recent training, what they saw on patrol the night before. And you talked about your life from before. Before you were kidnapped. Before you worked for Stockman. About your life in Japan, where you had been, where else you had traveled to. Leo hung on your every word as you described the different cultures and vibrant cities beyond the glow of New York City. He loved listening to you talk.

“You’ve been to Brazil before, right? What was it like?” You were beaming.

Leo blushed as he straightened up, realizing he was leaning across the table as he listened to you. He fake coughed into his fist to clear his head and center himself again.

“Well, we didn’t exactly get to go sightseeing or anything- but we did get to hike through the Amazon rainforest! There were… a lot of bugs.” He said sheepishly, trying to think of a better way to describe it. 

“How big were the bugs? Did you see any snakes?!” Even though Leonardo couldn’t describe things as colorfully as you did, you still ate up everything he said with equal enthusiasm.

Leo’s expression softened. This is why he enjoyed chatting with you so much. His brothers often called him ‘boring’ but you had a way of making him feel unique and interesting. Your change in perspective always kept him guessing and brought new life to things that to him were old and tired.

“Well, actually Mikey thought he had tripped over a tree root, but it was actually an anaconda! He screamed so loud it drew the attention of a nearby research team and we had to hide in the trees when they came to investigate. They thought it was the shriek of some new species of monkey-“ 

You laughed along with Leo as he continued his story. Your chat lasted well over 2 hours, and eventually Master Splinter came by to remind him that he needed to complete his meditation before nightfall. Leo was a little bashful when he realized how late it was getting. 

“Would you like to join me in meditation for a while?” 

“Of course!” Leo lended you a hand and pulled you to your feet, then led you over to the tatami mats covering the dojo floor. He took up his usual spot cross legged on the mats, and before he could protest you sat right in his lap. 

Leo rested his chin on the crown of your head and mumbled, “Do you think you can concentrate like this?”

You adjusted to sit comfortably with your back straight so you weren’t leaning your weight against Leo’s plastron. “Yup!” You answered comfortably. You closed your eyes and rested your hands in your lap.

Leo chuckled and straightened his posture, rested his hands on his knees, and closed his eyes. Master Splinter passed by and smiled at the antics, shaking his head at the bold youth.

No more than 20 minutes had passed when the sound of Mikey’s rocket board starting up sounded across the lair. Everyone out in the common space ran for cover, and soon the hoots and hollers of the orange ninja echoed down the tunnels. 

Leo groaned as he tried to remain focused, while you cracked open a curious eye. 

“Woooo hoooo! Surf’s up dudes!” Mikey circled the living room a few times before Donnie got fed up ducking and bumped the bottom of his board with his bo staff as he passed. Mikey flailed his arms correcting his weight and ended up flying into the dojo.

“Incoming!” Mikey hollered as you and Leo easily ducked as his board passed by overhead, undisturbed. 

Mikey collided with the weapons rack and caused a loud clatter as the contents crashed to the floor. 

“Duuuude…” Mikey was left laying on his shell slightly teetering from side to side. He tilted his head back and looked over to you and Leo, and scrambled to his feet.

“(Y/n)! Did you see me? I totally landed that heel flip! Well- before I crashed. Do you wanna go play Street Fighter with me?” He rambled sliding onto the floor in front of you, posing dramatically on his side. 

“Mikey…” Leo started, his tone threatening as he continued to keep his eyes shut. You giggled.

“Okay! Okay! Buuut hear me out! I just unlocked this new character and-”

Leo sighed long and loud. That was your cue to take Mikey and get outta there. 

You got up and pecked Leo’s cheek, which immediately extinguished any frustration he was feeling and melted his face into a grin. 

“Thanks Leo! Come on Mikey, let's go play games.” You let the orange turtle excitedly tackle your midsection, carrying you over his shoulder and rushing you both out of the dojo leaving the mess behind.

“So Donnie unlocked this new character for me using some cheat codes and he has some sick combos I wanna show you!” He rambled as he flopped you down onto the big couch and started setting up his controllers.

He came back over around the coffee table and handed you your controller before sliding into the seat next to you. 

“No going easy on me, okay? I think I finally have the buttons down!” You warned as you prepared yourself to focus on the TV.

Mikey smiled brightly, and selected the new character. His inexperience with the character was his secret handicap. 

“You’re on!” He started the match and when the game announced ‘Fight!’, the sound of button mashing echoed throughout the high ceilings. 

You fought a few rounds. You hadn’t won any yet but you were starting to come close. Right before Mikey’s character could lock you in a hit combo you nudged him in his side, making him fumbled his buttons. He squawked in protest and leaned into you, trying to push away your controller as you giggled. Some more button mashing and a few well timed strikes later, you managed to defeat Mikey’s fighter.

“Noooooooo!” Mikey lamented as you cheered. He dramatically laid his weight on top of you, smushing you against the couch cushions as you squealed and tried to push him off of you with your good arm. Even with mutant strength it didn’t do you much good.

“Ey (y/n), what’s for dinner?” Raph called over from the kitchen. He was drinking his post workout shake by the fridge, fresh out of the shower. 

Mikey and you both quickly sat up on the couch and looked at each other in excitement.

“Pasta and meatballs or raviolis?” You asked Mikey.

“MEATBALLS!!!!” Mikey jumped up onto the couch and cheered.

You laughed at his antics until he suddenly swooped in and grabbed you from underneath your arms and lifted you up, making you squeak in surprise. 

“To the kitchen!” He announced to the lair, posing dramatically with you tucked under his arm. 

Mikey leapt from the back of the couch, and jogged to the kitchen. He then set you down next to the fridge and opened it.

“Let’s see. We got ground beef, carrots, tomato sauce, ….what else do we need?” Mikey said as he pulled out the ingredients from the fridge.

“Bread crumbs, parmesan, and I’ll add some zucchini for some extra vegetables.” You listed off, pulling out the seasonings you would need from the spice cabinet. When you tried to reach the mixing bowl on a high shelf, Mikey’s plastron pressed against your back as he reached up behind you to grab it. 

“Thanks Mikey!” You grinned as he handed it to you.

“No problem babe!”

Mikey gave you a mischievous grin over your shoulder and snuck his hands around your waist. You got a bad feeling and set down what you were holding before Mikey suddenly hoisted you up.

“MIKEY!!!” You hollered as you were spun around the kitchen. 

Donnie took notice from where he was relaxing in his computer chair and flipped open his phone to connect his music to the bluetooth speaker. The song “When It Feels Right” by Chase White started playing on the speaker as Mikey obnoxiously mouthed the words. You squealed and started to giggle at the antics. He twirled you around and led you to dance into the lounge. The rest of the boys started to emerge from their corners of the lair, drawn out by the music. 

Leo stepped up to politely tap Mikey on the shoulder, and the orange turtle let his older brother cut in. Leonardo let you stand on his feet as he led you confidently in a little waltz around the room. 

Next, Donnie swooped in and stole you away. Since he was so tall he held up your legs for you to sit on his forearm while you looked down at him. Donatello held your hand in his as he spun with you romantically in a dizzying dance. 

Raph came in last to snatch you away, grabbing your waist to pull you away from Donnie. He didn’t care so much for dancing, so he let you lead. You held his hands, and giggled as you rocked and stepped side to side. He smiled, and when he felt confident, Raphael lifted your hand and gave you a little spin.

When the song finally came to an end, the dream-like state didn’t cease. The music was turned down a little quieter, and all the boys came to sit around the kitchen table as you and Mikey worked together to prepare dinner. The lively conversation floating in the air drew out Master Splinter who joined his sons at the table. You held out the wooden spoon to give Mikey a taste of the sauce, who gave his approval. And dinner was served. 

Spaghetti and meatballs. 

And a new happy family.

The End :]  

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Thank you everyone for joining me on this journey!! I deeply enjoyed reading everyone’s kind comments, and I look forward to sharing other stories with you in the future! 😄💖

[axxa-the-allikatt]

(ᵕ—ᴗ—) I’m sorry for the ages long delay. Been having zero inspiration for anything in life. But I got this done :>

I didn’t know what to write about so I did a crack fic on bonten finding out about Sanzu’s relationship. Ignore the fact that the characters are a bit ooc TwT

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Reactions of the Bonten members for you ����

1. Mikey.

No reaction. Duh. Shorty needs therapy, not tea about his pet dog’s hoe.

2. Kakucho.

He didn’t care either. As long as Mikey was satisfied, and nobody was getting into serious (haha) trouble, he wouldn’t push his nose into their business.

3. The Haitani brothers.

They had a sinking feeling something was going on but assumed that Sanzu was up to another one of his most definitely illegal shenanigans. So imagine their absolute horror and surprise when this ‘happy mood’ of the mad dog, Sanzu Haruchiyo, (who had the patience span of a two year old toddler that wanted its binky), lasted more than a month.

They decided to find what god was showering their blessing down.

4. Kokonoi.

Well, Kokonoi couldn’t care less what was up with the feral man, but the considerable reduction in cash spent on a shit ton of drugs caught his attention. This was news. Anything that saved so much money was worth looking into. So, in this case, what was it? He decided to find out.

5. Takeomi.

What was going on? Was the world ending? Where was the Sanzu he knew (not very well)? Who was this happy creep in their suite? Looks like he had some sleuthing to do.

- A temporary alliance was thus formed, consisting of the Haitani brothers, and Kokonoi. (They didn’t want that old geezer to join them-)

So there were a few possibilities.

1) He had kidnapped enough people to torture them for the next few months (possible but unlikely or it would have been viral on the news).

2) He had stocked up on a drug that sent him up to good heavens (also possible but unlikely since his drug sprees more often than not led to killing sprees which again would have been viral on the news).

3) He was genuinely happy about something or, OR, someone. Gasp.

This theory was decided to be the most unlikely but they had no proof going for either of these options. So they decided to find proof.

Attempt 1-

The best way to get Sanzu talking was to get him to do something fun. Like torturing traitors. The perfect opportunity came up when a few men were foolish enough to get caught selling out their secrets. The Haitanis were instructed to ‘take care’ of these traitors and they decided it would a good time to get Sanzu to join them.

On the fine sunny morning, the Haitanis found Sanzu in the kitchen, grabbing some drugs to start off the day fresh. Walking up to him Ran leaned against the counter, making sure he had Sanzu’s attention, before asking him whether he would like to join them for some ‘fun’. Sanzu was silent for a few moments before shaking his head. “I’ve got better people to deal with.“ Hmm, so theory number one was probably correct. Hm, simple enough, Sanzu was always unpredictable. Kidnapping several people didn’t even cover a fourth of it. Oh well, that was case solved th- “Besides- I don’t want to get my hands too dirty”….. He didn’t- he- the Sanzu Haruchiyo didn’t want to GET HIS HANDS TOO DIRTY?! WTF?!

*explosion noises in the background*

Sanzu- 1 / Alliance- 0

Attempt 2-

Well, attempt one was a no go, so the next option was to take him to a club. If theory number two was correct, and Sanzu did have a stock of good drugs, he mostly probably won’t be satisfied with the cheap drugs at the club and would therefore not accept it. Foolproof plan. Or so they thought.

It was a cloudy evening and anybody who enjoyed their existence would be found strolling in the park and enjoying the weather. Which is exactly why the Haitanis and Kokonoi, along with Sanzu, were found 15 feet underground in a crowded club filled with pretty ladies and petty men. Bonten obviously owned the club and were shown to their private area. Lounging themselves on the sofas that would cost the average man a kidney, the Haitanis happily bathed in the attention from the several skimpily dressed women. Kokonoi was sitting in the corner of the sofa, sipping on an expensive drink. All three of their eyes were trained on Sanzu, who was declining a woman who was offering him some of the white powder he usually loved. Hmmmmmmmmm. Perhaps-

“I told you, woman, I don’t need that! Fuck off!” Sanzu hissed, shooing away all the women who usually hung around him. “Oh? Sanzu not doing drugs? Is the world ending?” Rindou chuckled. “Shut the fuck up! I’m just trying to reduce on the substances-“…..REDUCE HIS DRUG INTAKE?!

*explosion noises in the background*

Sanzu- 2 / Alliance- 0

Attempt 3-

No way in hell theory number three was right. No fucking way. How could they even get him to tell them if he was seeing someone?-

There they all were, in their weekly meeting.“Ran, Rindou. Mikey wants you two to collect the goods at the dock. We’re expecting some trouble so be prepared. Sanzu, you’ve got permission to join them.” Kakucho instructed. The Haitanis nodded, then looked at Sanzu.

“Nah. I’ve got a date.”

“…..”

*explosion noises in the background*

Sanzu- 3 / Alliance- 0

Hence your relationship was exposed. And he would definitely skin anyone who pestered you too much. Although, he never mentioned your name or any personal information. But they knew. And it still haunts them in their dreams.

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The fic’s not too Sanzu X You centric but I hope you liked it TwT

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[tmnthellyeah]

hey, how would each turtle react to the reader getting a minor injury? :) like a cut on their arm, nothing serious

Absolutely! Neat idea!

Ouch!

Warnings: some cussing and a little bit of blood

Tmnt x GN reader

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Leo

"Ow! Goddammit!"

While cutting some veggies, the knife slipped and sliced your finger

Thank God it wasn't that deep

Leo's immediately by your side

Begs you to have Donnie look at it

"It's just a cut Leo"

Leo's usually very level-headed

However, when it comes to you being injured...

That persona goes right out the window

"Are you sure you're okay?"

It's actually really sweet and cute

Raph

You regretfully started playing with his sais

Your hand slipped, and you tried to catch it

Boom! Sliced the palm of your hand a little

"Dammit!"

Raph, although mad, took your hand and started first aid

"Shorty, why the hell were you messing with my sais?"

Genuinely concerned, but still retains his gruffness

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to look at them"

"I'll teach you how to use them. Properly"

Donnie

Messing around in the lab, you accidently dropped one of his flasks

While picking it up, you cut your hand, and it started bleeding immediately

"Stupid flask!"

Donnie saw you holding your hand

Grabs everything he has

Gauze, band aids, bacitracin, EVERYTHING!

Dr. Donnie to the rescue!

"It doesn't look too bad dove"

You feel a little embarrassed

But you know Donnie's gonna take good care of you

Mikey

You tried to do a trick on your skateboard

Your balance was a little off. You fell knee first on the concrete

"Shit!, ow!"

Mikey ran over to you quickly

"Are you alright angel?"

Once he sees the scrape, he automatically goes to Donnie for help

You told him it's no big deal

But it's Mikey

He'll be your hero

Like I've said before... golden retriever energy

[luckycharms1701]

I saw your requests were open and was wondering…..

What kinda of nicknames do you think the bayverse turtles would use for their s/o? Do you lean more towards the cute talk or a form of their s/o’s name? Do you think the turtles would use these nicknames anytime, or just in private one on one moments? 🤔 also, do you think they’d get flustered if their s/o gave them a nickname? (Alright. Sorry that last one was fishing. I know they would get flustered 🤣, but I also wanted to see what type of nicknames for them you like)

I hope you can have fun with this one! :D

yorshie my dear i love it when you come into my askbox and spoil me 🥰 nicknames are one of my favorite topics, and so are the bayverse boys! Let’s discuss.

Leonardo: Leo goes for more whimsical nicknames. He doesn’t have a lot of that in his life, whimsy and sweetness, so he gets it where he can. Blossom is one I used recently. My heart. Honeybee. Pretty bird. Princess if you’re lucky. If he’s in a teasing mood he’ll call you something sticky sweet like honeybunch or cinnamon bun. All of this is in private though, Leo is a deeply private turtle and not a fan of PDA. If you’re with his family and friends he’ll stick to a form of your name or just honey if you’ve done something to make him especially soft.

In bed, now. In bed. Pretty girl. Sweetheart. Mine.

As for nicknames for him, he’ll melt into a pile of goo if you call him sweetheart as you kiss him on the cheek. Call him ‘my hero’ when he gets something down from a high shelf for you and he’ll give you that bashful smile. But really, he likes it best when you just call him Leo. Especially when you whine it into your pillow as he- [is shot]

Raphael: Princess. Shorty. Sweetheart. They start out as teasing or even condescending nicknames, and slowly morph into genuine terms of endearment as he falls in love. He doesn’t care who hears him call you these names either. You’re his, and he wants everyone to know it. Raph is the kind of person who prefers a few well-used terms over variety, so he doesn’t really add any terms of endearment when you get together. However, if you catch him just right he’ll call you ‘my love’ in private.

In bed, it’s sweetheart, babygirl, or baby.

He loves being big and strong, so he loves it when you make him feel big and strong. Big Red. Hunk. If you call him something silly like ‘Mr. Muscles’ he’ll scoff but hide a pleased smile. You’re allowed to call him something like Raphie or Raph-a-doodle, but only in private. Call him handsome, though, and it’s a one-way ticket to Meltsville, population Raph.

Donatello: I know it’s very popular in the fandom for him to use dove. It’s cute, I don’t mind it, but personally I don’t see him using that. Donnie is the kind of turtle to use the more traditional nicknames most often. Dear. Darling. Hon. Sweetie. If he’s feeling especially fond he’ll use ones with a more whimsical and celestial bent. Starlight. Moonbeam. Sunshine. Like Raph, he’ll use these terms at any time. However, he also likes using your name, in full. There’s nothing else that encapsulates you quite as well as your name.

In bed, he still sticks with the traditional. Baby. Darling. Love. Good girl.

Like Leo, Donnie likes it when you call him by his name. Donnie or Donatello works just fine for him. He is very fond of his name. But secretly, he loves it when you unconsciously parrot whatever nickname he just used back at you. i.e. “How was your day dear?” “Better now that I’m with you dear.”

Michelangelo: I’ve spoken a bit about my mans before, here. He’s a big fan of nicknames, and will use a variety. He loves coming up with new, silly nicknames. Angelcakes, of course. Banana muffin. Cupcake. My personal favorite, Starburst. He’ll also use any he hears his brothers using or hears on TV. Mikey’s always looking for inspiration for new names to call you. If he can find one related to your interests, like songbird if you love to sing, he’ll use that one frequently. He uses them all the time, anywhere, even when referring to you when you’re not there. Sometimes you wonder if he actually knows your name. (He does. He just wants to make sure he has your attention.)

In bed, he likes to use babe and baby a lot. Gorgeous. Babygirl. My love if he’s feeling sappy.

Mikey doesn’t really care what you call him, but he loves it when you match his energy. Get in a cute little contest where you try to outdo each other with the most ridiculous nickname, and he’ll have the time of his life. He does like variations on his name. Mikey, Mike, Mikes, Mikester, any variation will get him to grin at you.

[antw00rd]

══✿══╡GOOD LUCK, BABE!╞══✿══

The buzzing in his ears grew louder as the crowd's ovation swelled with the final note. His breathing was labored, but he couldn't stop the smile that tugged at his delicate lips. Though his eyes were tired, he watched those curls bounce and cling to the cheeks of his greatest love.

"We are My Chemical Romance, thank you so much!"

His brother was the first to leave, disappearing off the right side of the stage. Frank tossed his last pick into the crowd and passed behind him, clapping him on the back. Then it was just the two of them. After weeks apart, the dark-haired man approached and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. They both waved at the audience one last time, and as the lights dimmed, they exited the stage hand in hand.

Walking down the hallways, they made their way to Ray's dressing room. Once the door closed, he opened his eyes.

He was home, in his bed, beside the woman who had given him two beautiful daughters and stood by him through his recovery.

He wanted to tear his heart out.

Since the tour had ended, the urge to vomit whenever he was near his brother’s best friend hadn’t subsided. The ghost of a youthful fling haunted his dreams, its shadow suffocating him in his waking hours. He didn't think it was wrong to remember those moments; he had learned to embrace his past, no matter how disastrous it had been.

He once thought his life had no purpose after learning that, during that fateful autumn when he was in rehab, Ray had gotten married. When his brother told him the band was breaking up, it felt like losing everything. That was when Kristin entered his life. He didn't know who she was or why she stayed, but she did—first as a friend, staying through every sleepless night of withdrawal. By the time he realized, she was confessing her feelings, and he felt compelled to say yes. After all, hadn’t she endured his chaos for years?

Kristin knew about his little (huge) crush on his bandmate, but Mikey hadn't told her that those feelings had started to torment him again over the past year. Sooner or later, she would find out. And with rehearsals just around the corner, he’d have to confront the euphoria that surged through him every time he saw Raymond.

Sooner or later, the truth would come out.

∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

“Do you remember that day when we met? You told me this gets harder. Well, it did! Been holding on forever…”

His fingers tingled, struggling to keep time with Jarrod, who glanced at him with mild confusion. Across the room, hazel eyes bore into him, and the nausea returned, clawing at his throat. The sharp guitars came to an abrupt halt in the rehearsal room, and all eyes turned to him. He felt small; he hated being the center of attention. He always had, despite his fascination with sharing his life online.

“How about a break? The doctor told me not to push my arm too much,” Frank said, grabbing his water bottle and glancing sideways at him.

“Shorty, you broke your damn hand a year ago,” Ray replied while tuning his guitar.

“Yeah, but he’s got like five other bands besides ours,” Gerard chimed in, ruffling his younger brother’s hair and motioning for him to follow.

Everyone laughed as Frank pretended to be annoyed—it was always like this. Mikey put down his bass, grabbed his bottle, and followed his brother outside. They stopped at a vending machine, where Gerard was buying a Coke. Mikey didn’t mind; he preferred his brother addicted to soda rather than alcohol or far worse things.

“Are you going to tell me what’s wrong?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I may be 45 and an idiot, but I’m still your older brother. What’s going on?” Gerard’s piercing green eyes bore into him, demanding an answer.

They stood in the small courtyard outside the studio, surrounded by plants and tables meant for taking breaks. Mikey sighed, his thoughts drifting to the first time they’d all played together again. It had felt good—too good. Seeing Ray smile was like a thousand needles piercing his heart and soul. He looked down at his hands, at the simple wedding band encircling one of his fingers.

“I think it’s pretty obvious,” he said, fidgeting with his ring.

“It’s Ray, isn’t it?” Gerard’s question hung in the air. Silence was all the confirmation he needed. Gerard sighed, as if he understood the weight of his brother’s internal struggle. “Does Kristin know?”

“It would break her heart. She only knows about what happened with Ray back then.”

“You know she’ll find out eventually.”

Mikey nodded, his gaze fixed on the ground. His thoughts spiraled, and the anxiety of someone discovering his situation gnawed at him.

The air felt thick, heavy with unspoken words. Mikey ran a hand through his hair, frustration and fear clashing within him.

“I don’t know how to tell her,” he murmured, his voice barely audible. “Every time I look at her, I think about what I could lose.”

Gerard stepped closer, pulling him into a hug, just like when they were kids and Mikey sought refuge in his arms after a nightmare. He felt the thin frame in his arms begin to shake, and soon, the quiet sobs broke through. There were no words to ease Mikey’s pain; all Gerard could do was hold him.

Mikey’s thoughts were consumed by the moment Kristin would uncover his secret. The idea of losing her terrified him, but living a lie was suffocating.

“I don’t know what to do,” he finally admitted, his voice thick with emotion.

Gerard nodded, acknowledging the gravity of his brother’s words.

“It’s okay. I’ll be here.”

Silence settled between them once more as Mikey felt time pressing forward, ticking down to the inevitable explosion.

He wanted to tear his heart out.

[cutielights]

Ohhh my gosh I am super motivated right now!

Tw: none (over protective brothers ig?)

Rise Boys + Younger Sibling! reader (platonic g/n)

Mikey loves being taller than someone other than Splinter

Raph being way too protective

Leo calling you shortie

Donnie just handing you a Rubik’s cube so you’ll stop bothering him

Mikey being the one person who keeps up with your train of thought

Raph being really cautious to let you go on solo missions even though you’re able to handle yourself

Leo accidentally loosing you in his portals and panicking

Donnie having to pay attention after you solved the Rubik’s cube

Mikey drawing you motivational quotes

Raph giving you a stuffie after a nightmare

Leo showing you how to do skate tricks

Donnie keeping a tracker on you

Mikey teaching you how to cook various dishes

Raph carrying you on his shoulders

Leo having to patch you up after a stunt goes wrong

Donnie giving you cheat codes to video games

Mikey showing you his favourite internet trends

Raph making sure you train

Leo being such a sore loser, and then playing it off as if he meant to lose

Donnie sending S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N to spy on you and Mikey so you don’t get into “Predictable baby sibling stunts that are bound to go wrong.”

Mikey helping you customise things

Raph taking you to wrestling matches

Leo showing you cool locations in the hidden city

Donnie sitting in the same room as you for half an hour and calling it bonding

Mikey playing co-op games with you

Raph in constant worry mode

Leo rubbing it in pretty much whenever he wins at something maybe a bit too much

Donnie looking for every chance to inflict violence on Leo, to which you get to help stop…. Yay?

[seraphicloves]

𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠

⊱✿⊰ summary: headcanons with each of the turtles and a "borrower" (although i'm making them a fairy yokai so its more relevant to the lore)

⊱✿⊰ warnings: none!

⊱✿⊰ notes: i hope that this still is okay even though they aren't part of the "borrower" species. i'm not too sure how that works. anyway, this is still filled with sfw g/t so hopefully it will be enjoyable!!

𝖗𝖆𝖕𝖍

❀ he thinks you are the cutest, most precious thing to ever stumble across the universe. you are genuinely the most adorable thing ever.

❀ he is incredibly protective over you and is terrified that he might hurt you due to the size difference. raph holds you delicately, keeping you away from leo when he's rambunctious or donnie and his mad scientist behaviors

❀ raph makes you a little bed that sits on his nightstand, since he is too afraid if you sleeping in the same bed as him (if he rolls over, its game over for you).

❀ he thinks the abilities you have as a fairy yokai is so awesome and he will be in awe of any showcase of them. raph is still protective so he won't let you help out much in missions even if you wish too. he just doesn't want you to get hurt!

𝖑𝖊𝖔

❀ the more flamboyant you look the more envious Leo becomes of you. you have cool colored wings? and you have horns? you look so awesome! Leo wants to look like that!

❀ he will tease you about your size. "oh you need help reaching that? Hmm? I couldn't hear you." he is devious and it is quickly apparent once you get to know him

❀ he is on the more reckless side when it comes to your safety but he does care that you are protected. he will keep you safe from villains but sometimes he forgets that your size difference makes you susceptible to a lot more things.

❀ i feel like leo let's you sleep on a pillow on his bed. you can't sleep too close to him because he moves around a lot in his sleep, but you can still sleep on the same bed on him.

𝖉𝖔𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖊

❀ he will run experiments on you, sorry not sorry. donnie can't help but find you size and abilities so fascinating, he wants to learn more about you.

❀ donnie tries to help with anything he can, he comes up with tons of helpful gadgets for you tp grab things and whatever else you might need.

❀ he does tease you but not nearly as much as leo. he just thinks its funny to call you nicknames like 'shorty' and 'thumbelina'

❀ donnie def mad you like a mini functional house that stays in his lab. like it is a full house with bathrooms and a kitchen, its super cool.

𝖒𝖎𝖐𝖊𝖞

❀ he will hand make all of your clothes and virtually anything you will own. of course he will take your own style into account so you will be comfortable and cool!

❀ mikey thinks you are the cutest! he is always calling you "babycakes" and "my little sweetie" and anything else.

❀ he also bought a doll house and made it personalized to your taste. he loves seeing you live in your little house all nice and sweet.

❀ mikey is your biggest fan when it comes to your powers. he is the first to hype you up and defend your abilities to other people. he thinks you are the coolest and is always there to make you feel loved.

lori © 2024. please don't copy, modify, or do anything weird with my writing! i like reblogs and comments but please be kind as this was my writing.

[atarathegreat]

Timeskip Accident 2 Ken Ryuguji

Kenny didn't usually have to worry about how you would fare around the shop. You knew how careful you needed to be. Every little thing could hurt you to some degree, and Kenny wanted you to avoid that. For the most part, you were amazingly aware of the placement of items around the shop and garage. Until he watched you slam your head against a shelf.

It wasn't like you had meant to hit your head. Who would? A simple walk through the store as you helped organize the garage ended in you bonking your head into one of the many shelves in the area. You hit the ground pretty hard, coming back up and hearing Kenny laugh at you.

"Shut up!" You grabbed the nearest thing and tossed it at him, "I didn't try to!"

Kenny had to duck to avoid the bag that flew at his head, "Hey! What the hell?!" Grabbing your arms was too easy for him, as it always was. The first thing you noticed was Ken's blonde hair. Then the lack of pain in your frontal lobe. And then the fact that you were nowhere near the shop, but in the old Toman hide out.

"Wha..." Concrete floor, metal walls, steel beams. "The old warehouse?"

"Where else would we be?" Kenny crossed his arms and glared down at you, "Why'd you throw your bag at my head? There are heavy books in that, crab legs!"

"The shop? Where's the bike shop?" Now you weren't the only one confused. "The shop, Inui, the bike you were working on..."

Mikey sat behind everyone, watching you closely as you mumbled about nonsense. At least, it was nonsense to them. Who was Inui? What shop were you talking about? Why did you randomly freak out on your boyfriend? All questions that Mikey would like answered, but he knew Ken-chin would get every last answer out of you and he wouldn't have to mess with it. Not that he was against talking to you, but you were the last person Mikey wanted to, essentially, interrogate.

"I haven't been working on any bike, meat head. The hell are you on about?" Kenny flicked your forehead, an action you knew would leave a mark and you'd have to explain again and again to your friends. With your hands on your head and eyes glaring at Kenny, you couldn't help but stick your tongue out. "Don't call me a meat head, dumbass."

"Jerky brains."

"I bet that ink from your tattoo is clouding your thoughts!"

"No, but the thin air up here is, shorty."

You turned your back to him, huffing and taking a few steps to stand next to Peh-Yan. When in doubt, ask the craziest guy to saddle up and take over. Which Peh did, because he loves irritating Draken.

[biggesttmntfanintheworld]

short and sweet rottmnt x gn! reader headcanons!

(im going crazy)

this is my first headcanon so if it sucks then idk

raph

BIGGEST SWEETHEART EVER BRO

would do anything for you

WOULD GIVE THE BEST HUGS UGH

says i love you 156 times a day

gets flustered so easily

will cook(make sandwiches) and clean for you

will visit you at school(btw you and april go to the same school lmao) in his silly football disguise

probably scared of cockroaches or any bug and makes you take them outside because he doesn't want to kill them(once again hes a sweetheart)

calls you sweetie bae baby honey and shorty(in a nice way i swear)

leo

smug asf

always gives you that silly smirk when he flusters you

tries to impress you with his skateboarding skills but he breaks his face in the process(but he says its worth it when you patch him up)

when you can't sleep he puts your head on his chest and beatboxes you to sleep(LMAO)

when your sad he does that book in the mouth thing(s1ep20ti7:15) to make you laugh(goofy ahh)

will portal sword you both to Paris to "have a romantic date on top of the Eiffel Tower"(you both almost died)

that being said he will portal sword you both ANYWHERE

calls you love mi vida(my life) mi corazón(my heart) and baby

donnie

IS A SWEETHEART IDGAF FIGHT ME

HE. IS. NOT. MEAN(sometimes)!!!!.

he likes physical affection 50/50 ok

he remembers everything you love like and hate using "Nature's Notepad"

he loves you as much as he loves his "dum dum brothers"(hes love them i swear)

make time for you and his inventions

he "maybe" loves you more than atomic lass just "maybe"(he does)

you guys have matching purple satin jackets(he got them for you both)

calls you love dove dearest my love and babe

mikey

SUPER BIGGEST SWEETHEART IN. THE. WORLDDD!!!!

would be your personal chef if you want him to

HUGS AND CUDDLES 24/7(if hes not being hero)

i can't put it in words of how much he loves you(he loves you a lot ok)

would do absolutely anything and everything for you

hugs you from behind a lot

insist on doing everything for you(he just loves you a lot)

like leo he tries to impress you with his skateboarding skills but he doesn't fail(like a boss)

calls you baby babe honey sweetie and pizza bite(in a nice way)

IM DONEE

i hope you liked it!!!!!!!!!!

btw if your going to request something its probably going to take a

bit

ANYWAYS BYEEEEEEEEEEEEE

[turtle-bun]

“This iteration of the Turtles and this iteration of the Turtles wouldn’t get along cuz of this!” “These two iterations wouldn’t get along because of that!”

FUCK YOU THEY ARE ALL BEST FRIENDS THAT SUPPORT EACH OTHER CUZ I SAY SO!!

(Please note I wrote this BEFORE watching Mutant Mayhem which is why they aren’t in it. I just forgot to post it lol 😅)

Rise!Leo: You all are so stern and serious. I feel like I should start being more stern and serious. Should I?

BatmanVs!Leo: Please don’t, it’ll be hell on your already waning mental health. /hj

Bayverse!Leo: I feel we need at least one funny Leo to break up the collective seriousness of the rest of us.

87 Leo: I thought me and my brothers counted as the “funny” version of all of us?

12 Leo: You guys are more of a “silly” version of us…sillier? Like the concept of turtles being ninjas is already silly as it is. Which there is nothing wrong with that, just that your cartoon logic is just very hard to keep up with sometimes.

87 Leo: That’s understandable.

Mirage Leo: I’m just jealous that you all get to be in color. Black and white gets so boring once you learn there’s color!

07 Leo: But your universe does have this cool graphic design to it that I’M very jealous of.

03 Leo: Of course, you fucking would be you dramatic edgelord. /j

07 Leo: I know the fucking EMO of the group did not just call me an edgelord! /j

Rise!Leo: Omg we love an E-girl!

12 Leo: *wheeze of laughter*

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87 Raph: I just don’t think it’s fair that you guys get to be tall, is all! It’s discrimination! /hj

12 Raph: Practically working against your own kind! /j

Rise!Raph: *snorts* I don’t think that’s a bodily function we can control you guys!

Bayverse!Raph: It was a conscious decision on my end.

Rise!Raph: *chokes with laughter*

87 Raph: You goddamn bastard! /j

Bayverse!Raph: Cope and seeth my dude.

07 Raph: Now look, 87 I know it’s very difficult, especially for you, but we gotta be the bigger person here.

87 Raph: I will kick your goddamn ass, kid!

03 Raph: Well, good for you in being the bigger person. I will continue to be small and petty my entire life!

*Collective snorting laughter from all Raphs*

87 Raph: No, no, wait! You are not allowed to be funnier than me!

03 Raph: Tough break, shorty, I have to have SOMETHING other than punching shit.

87 Raph: Take up knitting! I don’t care! Just keep away from my bit! That’s like my entire personality! /hj

03 Raph: See you joke about that but I am fucking GREAT at knitting!

Bayverse!Raph: Amen to that! I ain’t spend half my damn life in the Hashi and NOT be able to knit a fucking epic scarf!

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07 Donnie: Are you saying I worked a 9 to 5 job FOR NOTHING!

BatmanVs!Donnie: I honestly did not think that embezzling funds from rich corporate assholes plus the Shredder and his Foot Clan was an actual option we had!

12 Donnie: I am actually so mad that I did not think of that!

Rise!Donnie: Honestly, I didn’t think of it until like a few years back because our dad is still, somehow, getting royalties from his Lou Jitsu movie days. But I also have expensive taste in equipment and needed a little pocket change.

03 Donnie: I could have actually bought a Play Station when it came out instead of having to fix up the broken one Mikey found in the dump!

87 Donnie: I’m just now realizing how much stuff we had to make from scratch just because we couldn’t afford it.

Rise!Donnie: That’s true. But like also you guys still made a bunch of cool stuff with JUST junk you found! That’s amazing!

Bayverse!Donnie: Thanks but we could have made even cooler stuff if we had your type of funding. I mean, look at this shit! *excitingly pointing at Rise!Donnie’s battle shell*

Rise!Donnie: Please understand that YOU have made holo-screen, intercom, wrist watches, that connect to your motherboard home computer. All of which you MADE WITH JUNK! How is that not amazing?!

07 Donnie: Amazing for you probably. But if I were to do that shit myself I wouldn’t sleep for a week!

BatmanVs!Donnie: I second that! One sugar daddy please!

Rise!Donnie: *wheeze of laughter*

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03 Mikey: I still can't believe you met freaking BATMAN! Like holy shit dude!

12 Mikey: *sobbing* I’m so jealous! I’m forever jealous!

BatmanVs!Mikey: Yeah, it was pretty cool. But YOU (03 Mikey) met the entire Justice Force! And became a member! Your legacy was so awesome Silver Sentry’s grandson took up your name!

03 Mikey: Yeah but you road in the BATMOBILE and got to press all the buttons!

Bayverse!Mikey: *sulking on the floor* LIFE ISN’T FAIR AND I HATE IT HERE!

Rise!Mikey: *pouting* I never get to meet my heroes! And when I do they turn out to be insane!

12 Mikey: Bro same! Chris Brandford was just a giant jerk!

87 Mikey: Bugman was pretty cool, though maybe a little weird. Still, he was no Justice Force or Batman!

07 Mikey: *whining* I just want the life you have! Why does god ALWAYS have favorites?!

Ronin!Mikey: *dramatic sigh of jealousy* He truly does.