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theyhavetakenovermylife · 5 months

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Shadows Entwined: Part 1

BatmanVsTmnt!Leonardo x Sidekick!reader

Heyo! I saw someone ask for a Batman Vs Tmnt, Tmnt x reader, and I thought hey, why not try it out. I’ve decided to make it with Leo because, well, he’s my fave.

Sorry for any spelling mistakes or any Batman misinformation. I’ve only seen this movie a few times, and TMNT have always been my heroes of choice.

Spelling and grammar mistakes be warned! English is not my first language.

Also I’m totally guessing what his eye color would be.

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Plot: The reader is a sidekick of Batman from Gotham City, and meets the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. And well, you and Leo like each other’s eyes.

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Bonus (18+)

(H/N) = Hero name.

The reader and the turtles are 19.

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The night cloaked Gotham City in a shroud of uncertainty, with what seemed to be the everlasting bad weather that had been over the city you called home, for all the time you could remember. In the heart of Gotham, you, the trusted sidekick of the Dark Knight, (H/N), patrolled the streets with unwavering determination. Your skill with gadgets and hand-to-hand combat had earned you Batman's trust, but tonight, the shadows whispered of a danger that required unconventional alliances.

Batman's investigation led him to believe that the lizard men Batgirl had told about, were ninja. Metahumans, Batman had called them. Just what Gotham needed! More monstrous beings roaming the city. Only more to keep you, Batman, Batgirl and Robin more busy. Well, it didn't hurt keeping Robin more busy… He had started nagging you like the worst little brother would.

From the top of Wayne Enterprise, you saw it. Penguin. You knew Wayne Enterprise would likely be the next target of these ninjas, but you had never expected the Penguin to be here, with all of his colorful umbrellas. The Penguin had never been smart when it came to colors.

You were just about to call Batman, to tell him to come outside, when all of a sudden, a small yelp, and one of the Penguin’s men was gone. No trace. And then another. The Penguin turned, just in time to see something blue, flapping in the wind.

“It’s him!”, he yelled. “He’s here!”

You frowned in confusion as the Penguin started pointing, yelling it was the bat. But you knew Bruce Wayne, and you knew Batman, and whatever it was, it was not Batman.

Moving fast and out of the shadows, you were shocked to see a tall turtle, standing on its legs with a red bandana covering his face. Even more shocked were you, when it asked the Penguin if it looked like a bat. More came out of the shadows. One in orange, one in purple and one in blue.

You looked on as the four humanoid turtles knocked all of the Penguin’s men out. You couldn’t lie, when the blue disarmed the Penguin with a ninja star, you were impressed. Confused, shocked and impressed.

“Gotham is bonkers yo!”, yelled the orange one before falling over on its shell with a big smile.

“It is indeed”, you whispered to yourself, watching the four terrapins. No doubt they had been the lizard men Batgirl had been talking about.

As they tied the men up, you continued to study them from your hiding spot. They were… not really what you expected. The orange one continued to goof around, even teasing the others. But as loud as the so called ninja was, it was the blue one that caught your attention. Even as the red one started yelling, he stayed calm and stoic.

That was until the sudden break of character, a look of shock washed over his face, as the red one pushed the Penguin’s men away from the purple one with his foot, causing them to crash into a dumpster in the alleyway.

As the four turtles started screaming and yelling over the red one's rash decision, you felt a pressens next to you. You looked to your side to see Batman, as stoic as ever, not even turning his head to look at you. You caught the small glimpse of blood on his lip, but before you could ask, he spoke up.

“Got anything out here, (H/N)?”

You pointed to the alleyway, where the four terrapins were staring at the Bat Mobil. “Seems like Batgirl’s lizard men like your ride”.

Batman narrowed his eyes. He spoke no words before jumping into action, throwing his Bat Stars at them. You followed suit, staying on the roof above them, keeping out of sight as they took in the presence of the bat. You were not surprised to see the red one attack before the blue one told him to. You were much less surprised to see the same red turtle being thrown back against the orange one.

“Take him down!”, the blue turtle yelled. “We need answers”.

You watched as the four turtles fought against Batman, only to be thrown away one by one, before coming right back into action. As Batman threw the orange one through the backdoor of a pizza place, the purple and red one engaged him in battle. You saw the blue one, getting ready to jump in, his two katanas ready. You took this as your que and went straight down in front of him. He halted, eyes widening in surprise.

“You’re welcome to try”, was all you said, before swinging a fist at him. He dodged, gritted his teeth in a frown, jumping in for an attack. You dodged his sharp blades, standing right between them, straight in his line of sight. Amidst the standoff, your eyes met those of the blue-masked leader. They were white, but for a split second, you could see color in them. Blue? Like the mask on his face. You would have wanted to study the color further, but decided against it with a kick to his plastron. He slid across the ground before standing, with the same white in his eyes as before. He ran and swung his blades at you, as you blocked his attack with your forearm. You made a mental note to yourself, to once again thank Bruce for putting metal inside of your gloves. You could no longer count the amount of times they have saved you.

As you stood there, fighting with your forearm against the impressive strength he was putting into his katanas, you once again noticed the color of his eyes. Definitely blue, with an inner circle of light gray.

“I like your eyes”. You couldn’t stop yourself. “They’re pretty”. You just had to say it. And his reaction was worth it. He was caught off guard. Pupils snapping straight to your eyes in shock. “Would look good in black”, you finished, using his moment of hesitation to punch him in the face.

He stumbled back a few steps, giving Batman more than enough time to attack a hock to the back of his shell, which sent him flying across the alley, straight into the purple one.

Batman turned his attention towards the red one, as the orange one came flying for you with his nunchucks out. Screaming about nunchucks to the face while leaving his own face open for attacks. That sent him flying to the ground, right next to the purple one yet again.

With a taser shock from the Batmobile, the red one was down too. That left the blue one, who continually refused to stay down.

“Who ever you two are”, he said, pointing with his swords. “You better back the hell away from my brothers!”

As he came towards the two of you, Batman rushed in to block his swords. You found the flash bombs from your belt - yet another of the many reasons for you to thank Bruce, throwing them at the blue terrapin. The white flashed left him dazed and confused. The last thing he saw before being knocked out cold, with the blunt end of his own brother’s sai, was your eyes.

Those damn eyes.

As Batman threw him to the rest of the turtles, that was all you could think about. He did indeed have pretty eyes.

Growning, the purple one looked at his brothers. “That’s it. I’m calling this”. He stood up, throwing a smoke bomb to the ground leaving you and Batman back in the alley, covering your faces from the smoke. “It’s ninja vanish time!”

Batman looked to the sai in his hand. You started at the spot where the turtles had been just a moment ago.

“Ninja… turtles”, you heard the dark voice of Batman say.

“I liked metahumans more”, you mumbled, still starting at the place you had last seen the blue turtle.

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Part 2?

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spicy-apple-pie · 8 months

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Big Brain idea: Rottmnt x batfam crossover

(Big thanks to @clanofjones for letting me bounce ideas off them 🥰)

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umbreoncomplex · 3 months

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all iterations of raphael are lesbian to me. all of them. from mirage to mutant mayhem he's a lesbian throughout it all. none of her relationships with women have been straight. none. he was a lesbian for mona lisa and she was a lesbian for alopex and yep even in archie comics he was lesbian for mezcaal and ninjara. sometimes shes butch sometimes shes femme but raph is always a lesbian and always has been. nothing will prove to me otherwise. raph x casey? well, easy answer there. casey can be transfem or a butch or even a transmasc lesbian. don't even try me. the red of the mask is for the lesbian flag

#tmnt #mirage comics #archie comics #tmnt 87 #tmnt 90s #tmnt next mutation #mutant turtles superman legend #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2007 #tmnt idw #tmnt 2012 #tmnt bayverse #rottmnt #batman vs tmnt #tmnt mutant mayhem #fortnite #tmnt raph #tmnt raphael #I THINK THATS ALL OF THEM

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pezhead · 6 months

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Batman vs Ninja Turtles Mikey meets Age Gap Au Tots

SORRY IT ISN'T MIKEY but this was the first thing to pop into my head and I had to draw it!

#tmnt 2012 #batman vs teenage mutant ninja turtles #batman vs tmnt #leonardo #raphael #tmnt: age gap au #the guy that tried to curse meets guy that cursed #age gap au art

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atalante241 · 3 days

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Shout out to all the TMNT fans still rambling on and on about those turtles, some shows may have ended like almost 30yrs ago while others 4 or so, some pieces of media may only be one movie long while others an entire comic series, but you still keep going.

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shellsweet · 1 year

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This is the cross-over of my dreams...can you even imagine??

#tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #fanart #tmnt raphael #batman vs tmnt #hellboy

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seagull-scribbles · 8 months

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But they’re out of their head when Splinter’s not around

#tmnt vs batman #out of touch turts day #Leonardo #donatello #raphael #michaelangelo #damian wayne #robin #batgirl #barbra gordon #batman #Bruce Wayne #was debating just drawing the turtles and maybe giving mikey batmans cape #but me and my friends watched this for my birthday last week so I could gather references #and raph really did say families and teams are the same thing so I had to include the people #not my neatest cause I did it all on public transport but alas I’m happy with it #I used to love Batman as a kid so it’s very nostalgic #list I love the designs of these guys I do but I just don’t like the style #but I’ve learnt about shading and stuff from it so I’m happy I got to study it #did anyone guess Batman was next btw? this little project got a lot of traction this week I wonder if people guessed #I think you’ve all worked out what no.7 is…. and honestly idk if I’ll get it done in time but I’ll try #ALSO I HAVE BEGGED FOR THREE WEEKS AND NOT ONE OF YOU HAVE TRIED TO STOP THE ANIME-FICATION OF THESE TURTLES #LOOK AT THEM #IS IT TOO LATE TO SAVE THEM!?!?

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5t4r5and5uch01 · 4 months

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HEY YOU!! STOP WHAT YOU’RE DOING AND SAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO RAPHAEL NINJA TURTLE‼️🎊❤️

These r all the show/movie versions aka excluding the comics btw sorry but still happy birthday to those Raphies :)

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marsmaniac · 6 months

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finally got around to do this with my fave turtles

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turtlebra1nrot · 1 year

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Not Normal (Raphael x Reader)

DESC: A surprise visit from the turtle in red leads to shocking new discoveries with even more shocking outcomes...

TW for cursing, but this story will be very vague on which specific version of Raphael so imagine your desired version!

"Hey."

Raphael turned his head quickly, eyes meeting yours as your head peeked out of the door. His mouth quirked into a discreet smile and he waved a three-fingered hand.

"Hey." He repeated back to you. Your body shivered as you moved out of the doorway and onto the concrete roof, night air nearly howling with your every step. With frigid fingers tucking into the sleeves of your jacket, you stood beside him, back to the glowing city while praying that no one noticed the two of you up at this height.

"Late night for you to invite me on patrol, Raph." Your voice, filled with distaste, interrupted the silence between you both. His irises vanished beneath his lids as he blinked quickly. His hands gripped the railings of the roof, red mask flowing freely in the wind while he was quiet. You knew he didn't call you up here for that. There was something else. The turtle inhaled, "No, it's not that. I just, uh...I had somethin' I wanted to tell ya."

Raph seemed nervous, occasionally scratching at his face or shifting his weight to the other leg as he leaned against the railings. This worried you -- did something happen? Was he in trouble?

"What is it?" You questioned, tone laced with worry. It was the middle of the night. One of your best friends had called to speak privately on the roof of your parent's apartment building and made you go through the effort of sneaking out. This had to be important.

It was quiet once more, nothing but the whispers of the wind and loud beeps down below bringing tranquility to the awkward pause. Raphael glanced at you a few times, earlier smile now gone and replaced with an unreadable expression. You pushed away from the railing, taking a small step closer to him. Your grip found his arm and you stroked a hand calmly over it, "Raphael?"

"We're friends...right, _____? A-And no matta what happens -- what I do or say -- that won't change...right?"

He stuttered as he rapidly quizzed you, expression now showing desperation. You held a look of surprise on your face at the sudden question, but answered anyhow, "O-Of course! Why would anything change? You and the others are my friends. You're my friend. No matter what."

Raphael was quiet again, staring out into the big, bustling city of New York. His mind started thinking of the moments leading up to this one.

"Really?" He said, tearing his gaze away from the buildings to place his eyes on you. The turtle seemed stunned by what you had said.

Where had this suddenly sprung up from? You chuckled lightly shoving at his arm. It had no effect on his stance, "Raph, it's hard enough having to repeat everything to Mikey. I already told you, there's nothing you can do that will make me wanna stop being friends with you. Same goes for your brothers."

"You guys are a big part of my life, I don't know what I'd do without you."

Raphael stopped short, still glaring down at you in awe. "_____." Your named escaped his lips softly and his eyes shimmered beneath the glow of the moon as they glossed over with a strange expression.

The next few moments seemed like fantasy. The brawny terrapin reached for your smaller figure, picking you up and placing you atop the metal railings of the roof. You couldn't help but feel a jolt of terror at the adjustment -- you were just sitting nearly 40 feet above the ground with the wind deciding to suddenly pick up in speed.

But, you knew Raph wouldn't dare let you fall. And never on purpose, nor on accident. Especially not with the vice grip he had on your torso right then. "Raph?..." Your voice was laced with confusion at his actions. He didn't answer, hold on you growing tighter. Was he always this close to your face?

The turtle glared at you, only one emotion being felt by him at that moment.

Disgust.

Pure, unbound disgust.

The feeling only enlarged the longer his eyes rested upon you.

You.

This was all because of you. He felt this way because of you. He couldn't think straight because of you. He couldn't escape his own mind because of you. He couldn't get rid of the overwhelming twists and turns everytime you were near. He couldn't help feeling disgusted by himself because of you. It was all your fault.

Every day, every hour, every minute. You were what he dreamed of. He loved you more than anything (besides his siblings). Your genuine care for Raphael and his family, the way you treated everything like it was a normal occurrence.

But it wasn't. This wasn't normal -- He wasn't normal. And that's why he was so angry with himself.

The idea of romantic, even platonic attraction had been out the window the moment he was born. He was a freak of nature. Something shunned by whatever god or deity was out there. Having someone to call their own would have never been possible for him and his brothers. Raph assumed this from the start.

Sure, he'd have crushes on people he saw on TV, whether they were fictional or not. And sure, he'd see couples showing affection to one another and long to gain what they had. But, deep down he knew it wasn't possible. Not for him.

...

But what if...

Raph's eyes were blank now and you grew confused as he went to press his forehead against yours. The fabric of his mask rubbed gently against your skin and you couldn't help but hold your breath. The proximity between you both was dangerous. You tried to stay calm, but the feeling a warmth on your skin caused you to shake. And to make matters worse, the boy's eyes never left yours. He was hyper-focused on you and only you.

You weren't completely sure that this was something friends did. "Careful." You whispered as he was starting to push himself closer while you were frozen in place. You were too anxious to move for multiple reasons. Your earlier faith in your own safety was beginning to dwindle quickly.

Raph stared into your eyes with a wave of curiosity washing over his body. Many voices called to him, all saying to do different things.

Hug you.

Talk to you.

Leave you.

Kiss you.

...kiss you?

Now he was sure he was batshit insane. He'd have to be a real Mikey-brain to pull some crap like that.

Raphael had to accept it. He was a mutant with no semblance of a normal life. There was no use in trying, it was pointless to go on. He couldn't possibly ever gain your affection. Not in the way he wanted to.

And yes, it's silly. Big, tough Raphael, falling in love with his best friend? Getting all gushy and warm in the head over some human teenager? Blasphemy, preposterous!

But he was a teenage boy before anything. Before turtle, before gym buddy, before lab experiment. He would always be a kid exploring and experiencing life for the very first time. His feelings weren't invalid. But, he never had anyone to tell him otherwise. And that's where the problem derived.

The night air felt as if it was growing thin as minutes passed by, seemingly, in slow-motion. Apartment lights switched off as the hour crept by and more of the city's inhabitants grew weary, going off to bed. Taxis began filling up the streets below and corners started piling up with pedestrians. All of this went unnoticed by the couple of teens on the roof. Your eyes seemed to have trouble choosing on what to focus on, jumping wildy from your friend's lost eyes to his pursed lips.

Why were you so nervous? Minus the height, this should have been just fine! You and Raph always felt comfortable in each other's embrace, hugging and cuddling whenever you could. You couldn't grasp why but this was so...different than those other times. This felt special. Intimate, even.

"Raph could you um, put me-"

You were cut off by a sudden stinging in your arms and you winced. But before any vocal reaction could be made, you could feel your body being yanked forward ever so slightly.

With your arms tucked to your side unknowingly, your body started to react alarmingly. Your eyes went wide as a new feeling shocked you.

Whatever it was felt strangely soft with a mix of chapped-ness. And in all honesty, the warmth was enrapturing. So very foreign but amazing all the same. Your eyes blinked shut as the feeling overtook your senses, leaving you immobile. What exactly was happening?

You were kissing him. Raphael.

No.

Raphael was kissing you. _____.

My god, it was euphoric. Almost in a painful way. You'd never thought you'd enjoy the feeling of butterflies inside you, spreading outward at the speed of light, causing a wave of joy to wash over your figure.

Despite this, you somehow managed to free your trapped arms and use your fingers to search over your friend's upper body, looking for literally anything to ground you right then. While his three-fingered appendages rested upon your waist once more, your hands found solace on the sides of his biceps. Though, your hand-span didn't even come close to closing around his arm. You found this amusing.

Low hums left you. The time you both spent in that position seemed short once you both eventually pulled away from each other. But, something was off.

Your lips were curled into a shy, endearing smile while Raph's wasn't.

He looked horrified. Not just surprised or disturbed -- he had a look of absolute fear on his face. Like he had just seen unimaginable horrors.

Your title left him in a low tone and you perked up.

You were scared. What was wrong? "W-What is it, what's the matter?" You stumbled over your words with concern for him. You'd think that there was some sort of explosion behind you with the look the turtle held. That's what you assumed at first. Until he simply answered, "Ya let me do that. Why did ya let me do that?" He seemed dazed and, strangely, confused. You went to press a palm against his plastron soothingly. But you only earned a quick jerk backward from Raphael.

"I mean yeah, there's less shabbier and life-threatening ways to do this but-" You started off, face still flushed along with a sheepish look. He only gave a confuzzled, scrunched up expression as you spoke, then interrupted. "No no. Ya don't unda'stand, you should- Why?"

You were struggling to understand his misunderstanding. The look in his eyes was puzzling and you cocked your head slightly, trying to figure out what emotions Raph was trying to convey.

"Why...?" You repeated questioningly.

What you didn't expect next was the sound of someone's broken, choked sob. Your lids rose as your eyes widened in surprise. In the light of the moon, a single tear was illuminated on the turtle's cheek. He was...he was crying.

You couldn't comprehend it and neither could he. The flurry of feelings in him was too strong. "Control your emotions, Raphael". "Keep your storm at bay". There was no reason to do so now. What he was feeling was too painful. It may have had to do with your response to his sudden affection, but the main problem originated within himself. You reached out hesitantly, slipping down from the railing and taking careful steps toward your friend. Then, you asked what was wrong once again.

Head in his hands, the reptile could only muffle out words. "I-I don't get it. How could ya not hate me for that _____?" Raph asked. He watched your face change into a bewildered and aghast expression as he slipped down to his knees with a thud. You followed suit, quickly grabbing his wrists and tearing his fingers away from his eyes, "Why would I ever hate you Raph?" You asked worriedly.

There were a few seconds of silence before he answered. "Because...I like you. I like ya a lot."

Your face tingled with heat once more and you blinked. "A-And I wanna be around ya, take ya on dates, buy you useless shit just fer the sake of it, y'know, all that stupid stuff. I shouldn't feel like that 'bout you, but I do and it...it keeps me up at night." Raphael continued to vent his feelings and you listened carefully. "I know it's wrong. I shouldn't feel like this at all, b-but I can't help it." You could feel him shaking, words coming out in a slight stutter every so often. You held your companion's hand tightly, rubbing your thumb over the back of it leisurely, "Oh Raph..." You murmured with a sad smile.

You stayed quiet for another moment, nearly blinking back tears. Your best friend had been hurting. Suffering all because of you. Not even just because of you. His whole life, he had one path made for him to follow. He never had a choice or a say in what he wanted, neither did his brothers. Where they lived, what they could eat, who they interacted with. There was never a second option. They were trapped in a box, forced to abide by the rules of society's standards and hide below ground. And here the red-clad turtle was, attempting to pour his heart out to you the best he could only for the effects of life's forced hand to deal him a shitty deck. Simply put, years of isolation led to mountains of insecurities for Raphael.

The terrapin eyes were trained on the concrete, tears drying and leaving a tight feeling upon the skin of his green cheeks. The feeling of warmth captured his face suddenly and a force pulled his gaze from the ground to your soft-spoken eyes. The tips of your fingers pushed Raph's face up slowly and you gazed at each other. His eyes, shimmering in the light, searched yours for any form of judgement or execrate, to which he found none. You truly did not care. He could see now. When your gaze fell upon him, you did not see a creature or monster. You saw a partner, a companion. Someone to trust. A person.

Reluctantly, you pressed your lips to his again, eyes shutting in a similar fashion to the first time. Your other palm joined his free one and your digits intertwined lightly. Everything else seemingly vanished from existence as you both screamed your emotions into a single kiss.

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its-shrimple · 2 months

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Batman v tmnt doodles <33

#fanart #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #tmnt donatello #tmnt raphael #tmnt michelangelo #art #digital art #batman vs teenage mutant ninja turtles

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theyhavetakenovermylife · 4 months

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Shadows Entwined: part 6

BatmanVsTmnt!Leonardo x sidekick!reader

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 / Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Bonus (18+)

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A/N: And one week later, the Gotham adventure continues💙

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You arrive at Arkham Asylum, finding the eerie building abandoned, with the expectations of a few mutants. One mutant especially, makes Leo realize a fear he did not know he had.

Warnings: Spelling, fear gas visions, imaginary death, angst, desperation.

The reader and the turtles are 19.

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“I win!”, Robin said proudly as he landed at the gates of Arkham Asylum. “And you owe me a pizza”, he said, gesturing towards you, seeming oblivious for a short time, as the rest of you took in the appearance of Arkham Asylum and its menacing atmosphere. From the gates to the front entrance, was a path marked with dead trees, all casting contorted shadows on the ground. Its gothic walls were dark, with a glow of green and red, giving it a sickening appearance. Windows were smashed and not a single window carried any light, making it feel similar to a haunted house in the worst horror movies.

“I’ve never liked this place”, you mumbled, causing Leo to turn his head slightly towards you. The look on your face, it wasn’t fear. Batman had probably learned you to not show fear, yet there was something in your eyes. Your pretty eyes. A determination yet a hesitance. Leo noticed how your shoulders had tensed a bit, and how your demeanor had changed so much since your small race on the rooftops.

Leonardo offered his elbow out to you ever so slightly, causing you to look at him in slight confusion. “Just hold on if you ever need to”, he said, feeling his heartbeat to raise ever so slightly when he saw a small smile on your lips.

“No sign of the Foot or the League”, Batman’s deep voice sounded, causing both of you to jump back to reality, back in front of Arkham’s threatening gate. “Stay sharp”.

With all of your weapons ready, you followed Batman up the path and through the main doors. None of you saw anyone. Not a single soul. All you could see was the dark corners of Arkham, and the haunting silence.

BANG.

You jumped slightly, placing a hand on Leonardo’s arm. If it wasn’t for the threatening atmosphere of Arkham, Leo would probably have enjoyed the feeling. Maybe he would even have turned to smile at you, if not for the sound of something being dragged along the ground.

“Well, would you look at that”, a voice sounded in the darkness. A dog-like being dressed in a jester costume and carrying a big mallet, jumped onto the railing at the top of the staircase. “The bat has made some new best friends! So, are you gonna introduce me to your new turtle pals or what?”

“Harley. What have they done to you?”, Batman asked, ever so stoic.

“The ooze”, Donnie spoke up. “They must have injected themselves”.

“Aha”, Harley said with a finger in the air before jumping back from the railing. “There’ll be plenty of time to talk once you find Mister J and our guests. He got a whole thing planned! I don’t wanna ruin it. You know how he gets!” And with those words she turned and left, leaving you and the rest in shivering unease. All expect Batman and Leonardo.

The said turtle stepped forward, ready to follow the mutant, but Batman stopped him. “Wait”, he said, causing Leo to look at him. “Presumably Shredder and Ra’s have mutated all of the inmates of Arkham”.

“Was this their plan?”, Batgirl asked in confusion. “Mutate the villains and unleash them on the city?”

“I have a feeling this is just one part of the puzzle”, Batman said. “Split up. Investigate each wing. (H/N), you and Leonardo come with me. Remember, this whole asylum is essentially a maze. There are hostages to rescue, and on top of that, even before they were mutated, these inmates were the deadliest criminals in all of Gotham”. That was the last the dark knight said before he turned, his cape flowing behind him.

“I was kind of expecting a pep talk”, Donatello said, looking to you, Batgirl and Robin for some sort of confirmation.

“That was the pep talk”, Robin grumbled, slightly irritated over the fact that Batman had chosen you to go with him, and not him.

“Go team”, Batgirl said, two thumbs in the air.

You and Leonardo did just as Batman had told you to, and followed him down the hall. Well, not before you shot Batgirl a smug grin, as she and Donatello decided to go together. But that smug grin soon disappeared as the three of you walked through the halls of Arkham in complete silence. You felt a slight frustration at the way Batman would position himself either between you and the blue clad turtle, or just behind you, never leaving any of you out of sight. You knew very well it was because of Batman’s protective mannerisms towards his family. It was his wish to protect that made him look out for any danger that could harm you. But to Leo it felt different. He couldn’t shake this itching feeling that Batman did not want him to be alone with you in Arkham. Was it because he did not trust that Leo could protect you, or did he not wish his daughter to be alone with the mutant turtle she was starting to show affection? Well, he couldn’t blame the bat. He still hardly knew Leonardo.

The three of you continued down Arkham’s many stairs, until you came to the boiler room. Walking into the middle of the room, Batman suddenly stopped behind you and Leo, his attention turned to the side of the room as he listened.

“What is it?”, Leo asked, noticing the sudden shift in attention.

“Someone’s here”, was all the bat said, making it shiver down your spine.

“Can you please stop saying it like that?”, you asked, rubbing your arms to calm the shiver. “Nothing good happens when you say it like that”.

That was when something flashed above your head, moving swiftly in the shadows. Black feathers fell from above, landing before your feet. Leo watched the movement before flicking his katana slightly out from its saya, using his thumb. That was when whatever that had moved in the shadows landed before you.

“Hello, Batman”, said the being covered in feathers. “I was afraid you wouldn’t show up. Though not as afraid as you’re going to be”.

“Dr. Jonathan Crane”, Batman told Leo.

“Calls himself Scarecrow”, you added.

Leo couldn’t help himself. He turned his head towards you, one brow raised. “Really?”

Scarecrow let out a cry, before flying towards you, causing all three of you to jump out of the way, just before Scarecrow’s claws could skim the floor, just where you had been standing. You stumbled on the ground, having a hard time finding your footing.

“Watch out”, Batman called out from the other side of the room, as he started to cover his face with his cape. ”He has a fear gas that can make you see things that aren’t real”.

Leo looked up, seeing Scarecrow hover before flying directly at your turned back. Batman saw the same thing, calling out your name as he launched forward, all stoic features gone from his face, and now replaced with fear.

“(Y/N), watch out!”

You started in shock at Batman. He never used your real name whenever you were in costume. It was an unspoken rule. When in costume, you were (H/N), just like Bruce was Batman. Just like Damian was Robin, and just like Barbara was Batgirl. You could not think, shocked that he used your name while Leo and the Scarecrow was around. Leonardo however, not thinking further about the name he had just heard, ran and pushed you out of the way, just as the Scarecrow threw a gas that made him choke on his own breath.

Leo fell down on all four, coughing as he tried to breath. He opened his eyes, watching in horror as the boiler room changed around him. He stood and turned, taking in the warping world around him. Until he saw his brothers. The Scarecrow looming over them. Leo yelled, his heart in his throat, telling them to get out of there. Then the Scarecrow opened his wings, sending furth an army of crows, swarming his brothers. Leo watched in fear as the crows poked at his brothers, tearing them apart. Leo could not hear their screams, but he could see it in their eyes. They were hurting. His brothers were hurting. His best friends. His one and everything. The reason he lived and fought to be a leader. They were hurting.

It happened so fast yet it felt like an eternity. The crows formed into a black mass surrounding his brothers. They disappeared, leaving behind three dried bodies. Raph, Donnie and Mikey. His brother dead before his very eyes.

Leo’s breath was erratic. He fell to his knees before clutching Mikey’s dried hands in his. His fear and horror only grew as wind picked up, turning all three of them into dust. Leo yelled, screaming at the top of his lungs before falling back to the ground.

“That’s right”, Scarecrow's voice sounded in his ear. “Everyone is gone, and it’s all your fault”.

“Leo?”

Leonardo’s heart almost stopped at the sound. So weak, fragile, scared.

“Or, almost everyone”, Scarecrow sounded yet again.

Shaking in fear, Leo turned to see you on the ground, shaking in fear. Your legs had given out, your arms working to get you moving as far away as possible.

“(H/N)?” Leo stood, walking towards you, only for you to scream and scrabble further away.

“Stay away!”, you yelled, tears pooling in your eyes, your voice cracking. Leo was confused, his heart breaking a bit as you right tried to get away from him.

“(H/N)?! What’s wrong?!” Leo was growing more and more desperate with each passing second. First his brothers and now you.

“Don’t look at me!”, you started screaming, covering your face trying to hide from him. “Don’t look at me!”

“Tell me what’s wrong, (Y/N)!” Leo was surprised to hear himself use the name Batman has just used.

“You’re eyes!” You were crying. Leo felt a pain in his chest at your words. You were scared of his eyes. You were scared of him. “Please don’t look at me! I beg you! Don’t look at me!”

Desperately he tried to reach for your hand, but you screamed, pushing back trying to get away from him. Leo wanted to cry, he wanted to yell and scream at you. To tell you were hurting him. You were crying and Leo didn’t know what to do. He was paralyzed, frantically trying to get you to look at him. So frantically, that he did not notice the Scarecrow came and pulled you away.

“No!”, Leo yelled, standing to run towards you, only to be surrounded by Scarecrows, taunting him. His brothers were dead because of him. You feared him. It was all his fault. It was all because of him.

“Leonardo”. Leo turned to see a lone Scarecrow with you hiding behind it. Leo’s blood boiled. “Listen to my voice”.

Batman ducked as Leonardo came after him with his katana in hands, fear and anger in his eyes. It was different from the eyes that had looked at you a moment ago. Fear and sadness. They were nothing like the blue eyes that you had found yourself spending so many thoughts on.

“You killed them! You took her!”, Leo yelled, slashing out his katanas at what he saw as the Scarecrow. But Batman continuously dodged the sharp blades, hearing all of your gasps as you watched on helplessly.

“I don’t know what you’re seeing”, Batman said. “But it’s not real”.

“You’ll pay for what you did!”, Leo yelled, slamming his blades against the pipes they passed.

“Your anger won’t help your brothers”, Batman said. “And it won’t save (Y/N)”. Batman jumped and rolled, before kicking Leo in the back, bringing him to the ground. You gasped, ready to jump in, but Batman signed at you to stay out of it. “You have to focus! Fight it!”

Leo sat on the ground, in a trance-like state. His normally beautiful eyes wide, as he held his katana extended out in front of him. Then suddenly he turned, swinging his katana through the air and hitting Scarecrow. The flying mutant fell groaning to the ground, as Leo braced himself against his katana, fighting to regain his breath.

Batman walked up to Leo, pulling a small pink liquid and needle from his utility belt. “The antidote to Crane’s gas”, he said as he injected Leonardo through the shoulder. “It should wear off quickly”. And so it did.

In the blink of an eye, the boiler room turned back to normal. The irrational fear left Leo’s mind, and he could finally breathe normally again. He saw as you came to his side, all though hesitant in your steps. It poked in Leo’s chest yet again. He had indeed scared you, just like the fear gas had made him believe. But now you looked him in the eyes, as if you never had been scared of them. Leo wondered if you ever actually had been scared of them. And with that thought he remembered his reaction. How he had reacted to the fear of you not wanting to see his eyes. He felt embarrassed, ashamed. He had had no control over his actions, with no regards for how it may have affected you. Yes, he had been affected by Crane’s gas, but to Leo, that was no excuse. He had to do better than that.

As if you had been able to read his mind, you placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, your eyes never leaving his beautiful blue ones. The ones that you were just happy to see again. Leo placed a hand over yours, enjoying the feeling for a moment.

Batman watched the two of you for a second, before speaking up, once again ripping you out of whatever thought you had been having. Your hand falling off of Leo’s shoulder, causing him to feel what could only be described as disappointment.

“Let’s move”, Batman said, directing the two of you back towards the door and out of the boiler room.

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