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umbrella-show · 5 months

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Platonic Yan Rottmnt

「 ✦ 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐘𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐌𝐍𝐓 𝐱 𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐓𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐭.𝟐 ✦ 」

Part 2 is finally here and there will be a part 3 to finish off this mini series! \(^▽^)/ I'm sorry this took so long to post. A family member recently passed away and I was processing that while having to go to school and being swamped with schoolwork. Finals are also coming like next week but after that I get a two week break so I'll definitely be writing some more when that comes. Anyways I hope yall enjoy! Words : 2,411

THIS IS IN NO WAY APPROVING OF A ABUSIVE OR TOXIC RELATIONSHIP Warnings : Delusion, Kidnaping.

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Being stuck for many months in what you learned was the Hamato brother’s lair was tiring. No, scratch that, it was exhausting. All of them were clingy, needy and especially overprotective. They also began addressing you like you were family, and started trying to spend time with you like you had lived with them your whole life.

Mikey was always trying to cling to you, whether it be holding your hand, carrying you throughout the lair, or just unexpectedly jumping on you and piggyback riding off of your back, clinging to you for dear life like a koala. He basically begged for your affection, trying so hard to take up all of your time with art, cooking, baking and anything else he could think of that would keep you occupied with him. He also called you his twin. Which, sure you were basically the same age as him, and you both were mutant turtles, but you had no connection to any of them whatsoever. You had learned how the Hamato’s had become mutants in the first place, but you all had never met before you or they were mutated, and you two didn’t even share the same birthday. Yet he seemed persistent to call you two twins.

Leo was obviously the jokester out of the four. He makes multiple one-liners around you, trying to make you laugh. He also made many jokes about New Jersey of all places, which you didn’t get. He wasn’t as touchy as Mikey, but he liked to occasionally put an arm around your shoulder or rest his elbow on your head. He seemed more possessive of you, making plans with you to read Jupiter Jim comics and get defensive when his brothers tried to take you away to do something else with them. He also liked to mix in some Spanish into his speech at times. He mostly calls you hermana/hermano.

Donnie was very protective of you. He made sure you balanced out your nutrients and ate food that would make sure your blood sugar levels were at normal rates. He knew what foods you could and couldn’t eat. He made sure you were hydrated and healthy. He knew most about your species. He had spent time studying your behaviors for the first few days you were brought to the lair. He also forbade you to do things that he thought you could harm yourself doing. Even simple things, like reaching items from up high, because, according to Donnie, the item you were reaching for could fall on your head so hard it could knock you out or cause you a concussion. Yeah, you didn’t get that rule. You had to ask either Donnie or his other brothers to help you. He also placed multiple cameras and alarms throughout your new room at your arrival, making sure he can monitor you at all times.

Raph was somewhat of a more tolerable one. While he was a bit more overprotective of you than Donnie, he was the one that gave you the most space and privacy. He was already worried he could possibly hurt you because of his strength, which made him back off a bit. He also was the only one who insisted on your personal space when Leo or Mikey were being too overbearing with their affection and touchiness. He made sure you at least ate breakfast, lunch and dinner, and sometimes would walk up to you, give you a small snack, gently pat your head like one would do to a cat, and anxiously leave without a word. You knew he could be a little shy around you, most likely due to an insecurity that you might not like him or think he’s not doing enough for you. He also occasionally likes to carry you in his arms.

Hell, even their dad, Splinter, grew attached to you. He calls you Yellow due to the spots on your body and shell, and practically treats you like one of his own. Except he makes more of an effort to talk and spend quality time with you. You found out he used to be a movie star named Lou Jitstu before he was mutated by some sheep guy named Baron Draxum.

Overall, you despised it here. You just want freedom. To see the sky again. To try and adjust to the circumstances of becoming a mutant by yourself and live a peaceful life where you're not constantly babied by everyone around you. That’s why you tried your first, and hopefully last, escape attempt.

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You mentally went over the plan again and again in your mind, looking for possible flaws. A sense of doubt gnawed at the back of your mind. What if the plan didn’t work? What would happen to you then? You huffed at your own anxious thoughts, turning to face the curtain that was the door to your room. It led into the main room of the maze that was the Hamato’s lair. Thankfully, there was an extra room in the lair that the brothers had converted into a bedroom for you, despite Mikey’s protests and insisting you slept in his room in a separate hammock.

You took shaky deep breaths in and out a couple times to calm down. You could do this. The timing had to be just right. Speaking of time, you glanced at the digital alarm clock that rested on your bedside table. 5:21 AM. Okay, just a few more minutes and your plan would be set in motion.

You decided a time closer to the morning would work better, considering the brothers seemed to be active most in the night. A time closer to morning was usually when they slept. It would be the perfect time to sneakily leave your room. You decided trying to sneak straight to the manhole wasn’t an option. You knew Donnie would have some kind of security near there. Not only to keep you in, but to also keep unwanted strangers out. Luckily the lair had multiple entry and exit points that mostly led into the tunnels of the sewers. From there, you would have to try and find your way out from there. It wasn’t the most thought out plan since you had only gotten to explore the tunnels when Raph went Savage. If everything goes wrong and you end up with the brothers on your tail, your next bet is to swim your way away. Or at least try to. You assumed you could at least swim pretty well since you were a turtle now. You hoped that you wouldn’t have to resort to that though. Those waters looked disgusting and dirty and gross. Glancing at the alarm clock again you realized it was about time for you to activate your plan. A few minutes had passed since the last time you had looked at the time. Propping yourself on your elbows in the bed you took another deep breath. The time was now. You could do this. You slowly lifted your body into a sitting position, letting your legs dangle off of the edge of the bed for a few moments before pushing yourself to stand. Your crept towards the curtain, holding it open slightly so you could peek through the other side. Nothing. Everything was dead silent. Good. Slowly and soundlessly pushing the curtain further aside, you made sure to take slow steps to make as little noise as possible. You soon were standing in the middle of the main room, in the center of the natural light that came from the ceiling, the moonlight shining almost a spotlight on your figure as you continued to creep closer and closer towards the tunnel entry. A loud heavy bang of metal made you harshly flinch and hitch your breath. You froze up, staying as still as a statue. After a couple agonizingly long seconds, you turned your head towards the source of the noise. Light came from inside Donnie’s lab that spilled out of the door. You could barely hear sounds of metal objects being moved around in there and mentally cursed. Of course Donnie was awake. Why did you not think of that!? He basically ran on coffee 24/7 and was known for pulling multiple all-nighters on tech and inventions. He didn’t seem to notice you were out of your room though, considering he hasn’t come out of his yet. From the sound that came from his lab you assumed he was building something and was most likely putting his full attention on it. You hoped at least.

Whatever. You had no time to ponder. You took another slow step forward, keeping a slow and silent place towards the large metal entry to the labyrinth of sewers. Even after you made it beyond the tunnel entry, you still continued to slowly tiptoe your way until you were sure you were completely out of sight. After turning a quick corner in the tunnel, you laid your back against the stone wall and slowly panted with wide eyes. You took a moment before snapping out of your shock trance. No time to stop and rest now. Forcefully pushing yourself off of the wall you bolted down the tunnels, desperately looking for any traces of a possible exit. Your feet slapped against the cold stone floor, turning multiple corners. You could only briefly remember the paths that you had taken when exploring the sewers looking for Raph. Adrenaline pumped through your veins as you skidded around another corner. Luckily, there were graffiti drawings on most of the walls, most likely done by Mikey, that you used as a map. And based on the graffiti, you were almost there. You were almost free!

Your blood suddenly went cold when you heard it. Another set of feet slapping against the floor at a rapid pace somewhere behind you. No. No way you were stopping now that you had gotten this far. You urged your legs to run faster, using all of your strength to keep going. You glanced at a graffiti drawing of a smiley face melting and a small light of hope shone in you. This was it. Bolting around the last corner, you took only a few swift steps before leaping into the canal of green murky water that splashed violently along the rounded walls of the sewer tunnel. You ungracefully crashed into the water with a loud splash, the strong current taking you away.

You poked your head out of the water, coughing a bit, Another splash came from somewhere behind you, and snapping your head in that direction, you saw a Donnie hot on your trail, swimming without a problem towards you. How did he know you had left so quick!? He must have placed some kind of alert in the sewer tunnels too. You panicked, taking in a gulp of air and submerging yourself back under the water. You swam as fast as you could, violently kicking your legs as the current continued to sweep you to what you hoped to be the exit. You held your breath for as long as you could, occasionally throwing your head above the water to take in a large heave of air before continuing to swim with the overpowering tide.

You didn't know how long you had been swimming. What was probably seconds felt like forever. You could swim pretty fast. Almost faster than Donnie, but he was catching up.

A dead end with a tunnel. You could see a tunnel ahead, blocked by a rusted circular vault door with a wheel handle. Looking over your shoulder you could see Donnie's faint silhouette swimming towards you at a scarily quick pace. You needed to get the vault open and quick. You could feel your lungs desperately begging for air. Your hands gripped the wheel as you placed your feet against the stone wall, using all your strength to turn it. The wheel had obviously not been used in a while, from how hard it was to turn and how slow it did. You panicked slightly, using more of your strength. Bubbles left your mouth as your hands gripped the wheel tighter. Slowly but surely the wheel began to turn and after a few more seconds you were able to pry the metal vault open. You swung it open and hastily swam through the tunnel. You turned around, catching a quick glance at Donnie who was dangerously close, and slammed the vault shut, turning the handle as far as it could go. You then felt the wheel break off from the vault in your hands. You flinched when you heard a loud bang from the other side, and quickly fled.

Your lungs burned. If you didn’t get oxygen soon you would drown here. Swimming as fast as you could, you saw not far ahead was the end of the tunnel that led to more water, except the water was cleaner. Kicking your legs fiercely, you swam out of the tunnel and immediately swam up. Your head burst out of the water, taking in a loud gasp of air. The harsh inhale of air prompted you to cough harshly. You looked around for land, still coughing violently and wheezing. A wooden dock was the first thing you saw and you promptly began to weakly doggy paddle towards it. Your hands gripped the edge of the dock, slowly pulling yourself on it. You flopped on your stomach, panting heavily as water dripped off of your body. You rolled on to your back instead, spreading your limbs in a starfish position.

You looked up at the sun, squinting your eyes at the bright light. Using your arm to shield your eyes, the realization hit you with a burst of joy. The blue sky. The bright sun. You were free. You were finally free! You sat up, the adrenaline wearing off slowly. You knew you couldn't stay for long. Who knows when the brothers would be after after Donnie alerts them you had run away. You got up, having a bit of trouble from your shaking and sore legs from all of the tiring running and swimming. You stumbled as you walked at a quick pace across the dock and towards the tall city buildings that could be seen from your location. You need to get as far as possible from the escape exit you just took. You hoped you never saw those turtles ever again.

#rottmnt #rottmnt x reader #yandere rottmnt #x reader #yandere rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #yandere

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pianocat939 · 1 year

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Celina! I just had the weirdest idea!

Coralline au!

M/c lives in a world identical-if not exact- to ours…

But!

There is a small door in m/c’s room that takes them to the rottmnt dimension.

The turtles are the ‘beldams’ of the story, the only difference being their world isn’t a fake trap used to kidnap children and devour their souls. Their world is literally rottmnt only they are yanderes with button eyes. Also every other character that isn’t one of the turtles is strangely not there-

M/c’s home dimension- to help follow some of the plot from Coraline- kinda sucks. Neglectful parents who are so strung up in their work, they don’t notice m/c. M/c would live in a two-story small house (mainly because I don’t know how I would fit the other characters into this, so they don’t exist here).

M/c loves rottmnt, and so finding a doorway that leads them to a parallel universe with the rise characters only they have sewn on button eyes would surely make m/c really happy at first, given her current circumstances. Yeah sure, they act a little different and kinder compared to the show, but they seem really nice! What’s the worst that could come from staying a little longer?

I can imagine the turtles seeing m/c as their own kin- but not in the delusional “ I am related to you by blood way. More in a “you are our adopted sibling/child” kind of way. They believe they should be the ones to take care of m/c because, clearly, their parents aren’t doing that good of a job at it.

I also wanted a huge motivator for the turtles going platonic yandere on m/c, so I decided to add a bit of angst to this au. Everyone but the turtles is dead, minus background characters.Either by the Shredder or Krang, they are all dead. Or they never existed in this world! Either way, m/c still has no answer as the turtles never talk about them.

Also, Donnie has most likely already stalked m/c before their arrival in their world, which allows the other turtles to already have crucial knowledge on m/c that will aid them in their goals. Poor m/c still hasn’t noticed the cameras-

Once m/c realizes what is going on, it would be far too late to stop it. M/c’s only contacts in their world is their parents, and they won’t believe m/c! Though, it may not be too hard to convince them, seeing as they are already kidnapped and locked away-

The only thing m/c can even do to escape is run and hope to find a new caretaker, because they ain’t getting their parents back from the turtles. I guess the other option is to re-enter the other-world, which would most likely result in m/c being tied down whilst Mikey stitches buttons on their eyes don’t worry, Donnie has already gave them something to make them go numb. They don’t feel a thing physically!

Now, let’s say m/c somehow freed her parents and escaped. Now, m/c would have to burn down the entire house and find a new place to live, because they WILL find a way to get through the door if it is intact. Though, this may not even save m/c, because Donnie could easily make another one in their new home…

(Is this good? I hope it is. I love how we both just torture m/c with fictional mutant turtles with superpowers-)

Yes, it's very detailed! It's great.

Tw: restraints, implied forced surgery(?),

"Look at you! So pretty with your button eyes!" Mikey holds your face in his hands. "Now you're officially a member of the family!" His grin is wide, and a sense of glee is evident on his face.

"Yeah, you have a nice pair of buttons, bud." Raph also smiles at you, kneeling down to be closer to your eye level. His onyx, dead button "eyes" stare back at you. "I'm so happy to have you as our new member."

Leo strokes your head, "No more having to go back to the place...That wretched place where your so-called parents harboured you. But it's alright, no more having to be neglected by them! You'll just be coddled with all the brotherly and parental love you deserve!" His expression darkens when he mentions your parents, malice seeping through his words.

"And as a celebration and in memory of this wonderful event-" Donnie turns his back to you, his metal spider arm holding his phone, "Say 'Buttoning!'" Everybody poses as the camera clicks, cheering the word 'Buttoning!' alongside Donatello.

But you...You weren't smiling in the picture, you had a look of horror. Restrained in Mikey's chains, unable to speak in fear of what they would do.

#blurbs #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere rottmnt #yandere tmnt #rottmnt x reader #tmnt x reader #tmnt 2018 #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt

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infernothechaosgod · 6 months

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you know it truly amazes me how you can't do practicly anything on tiktok or search the thing you like without getting absolutley shat on

Like I'm feeling a little in the mood for rottmnt angst A lil bit of that kick in the gut, and I can't go 3 minutes without one of those made in 5 minutes max videos that's just background video and text over it Saying shit like "Yall need to stop with the rottmnt angst it's getting annoying" or "the rottmnt angst artist need to chill out" or even better "The rottmnt fandom needs to stop the angst it's just a show for kids"

First off, if angst isn't your thing, you can block it or just scroll pass it OR you know what if youre feeling like a little shit you can hate read it or whatever but keep the comments TO YOURSELF

Second off I checked what the content of most of these people is And it's always goddamn always those 10 second background videos with text over it

nothing more

I dare these people to even try to draw the shape of leo's head, or write out something more than 40 words I accualy dare them. do it.

Also the same goes for shipping over there

Let's say you see a legal completly normal ship you don't like Example let's say leo x usagi or raph x mona

What you wanna do is scroll or block it

NOT make up info to make others stop shipping it, I'm sick and tired of people non stop saying that usagi or mona are adults or that their entire characters are being love intrest in the fandom's eyes Because if you look at any of the fanfic's or fan content of those Yeah it's easy to find content where there love intrest's but it is hard to find content where there ONLY love intrest

People love mona so much for the fact that she's a badass warrior who loves her planet and people they often give her more backstory focused stories that explore how she would feel depending on where the writers story will go or already went, I have never seen anyone maker her just a typical love intrest (witch honestly suprised me)

Usagi? People have more free will with his interpretation's so he has many many diffrent faces backstories, personalities but often people make him focused on something in their stories, examples being, getting back home, protecting others, getting over something, fighting in battle nexus and exploring how it would be Etc. Etc. That mixed with being a love intrest

The only times when these two can be seen as just love intrest and nothing more is in

Edit's/tiktok content where everything is short af (and even then sometimes people give em backstories and their own lore it really amazes me sometimes lmao)

short (usualy) tagged as fluff without plot fics on ao3 (witch you can litellary tag out SO easily)

Little comics/some art pices That HAVE VERY STORT LIMITS

also this might suprise you it really might but DRAWING IS HARD AND TAKES ALOT OF TIME SAME GOES FOR MAKING THE IDEA UP

And when it comes to their ages we all know there not adults, littelary where did anyone mention mona being an aduly ever, and the only times when usagi and leo accualy interact is when there in similiar if not the same ages

(in 2003 usagi and leo are close friends and Both teens, in the early comics there both adults when they first meet, even in 1987 version there both shown to be close if not the same age, the ONLY TIME where leo and usagi have very diffrent ages is in 2012 and honestly i have a little theory on why specificly that version had them be you know that but that's for another post)

Seriously what the fuck is tiktok's problem with any form of fanon content? You want the fandom to die? It aint gonna happen, you either get used to some bad stuff existing there and there and ignoring it (reporting then ignoring it if it's really bad) OR you keep quiet OR you will get banned by alot of creators after crying in their comments, then cry when you can't find something they made anymore

Tiktok man, good for daydreaming to the sounds, looking at edits and for some art trends but litellary can't let anything else exist on there or else you'll explode

(Also I bet if some of the fanon angst made it to the accual show they would deepthroat that shit right up and call it writing of ceuntry)

#rottmnt #rottmnt angst #rottmnt fandom #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt leo #rottmnt raphael #rottmnt mikey #rise of the tmnt #tmnt #tmnt fandom #rottmnt leosagi #rise leosagi #leosagi #raph x mona #mona lisa tmnt #rottmnt usagi #rottmnt mona lisa #tmnt usagi #rant post

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alpinefrsh · 2 months

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What are your thoughts on C!Wilbur now? Anything changed?

I’m asking for reference because I’m honestly having a hard time figuring out what to think. I was never really attached to ccWilbur in the first place and what he did was absolutely shit so the decision to stop supporting him wasn’t hard. But dear lord the character he played was so well-crafted(again I don’t support him at all). I just really don’t know where to draw the line between the story and the writer, if that should influence my admiration for this really well-crafted character or if me still liking c!Wilbur counts as support to the creator.

Thoughts?

(sub question: how is this gonna affect how you write the c! character in the future, if you write him at all?)

Support Shubble!🫶

Heads up, probably gonna get a bit long and ramble-y here, I haven't really gotten to think or talk about this much yet.

I'm still not entirely sure where I stand with c!Wilbur at this point in time- because on the one hand, whenever I see a drawing of Wilbur with a white streak in his hair I go "Ah, c!Wilbur" and don't feel particularly strongly about it. While the character and the streamer are unequivocally linked and I'd rather avoid writing about c!Wilbur in the future, they're still not the same person in my mind.

Yeah, I mean, I liked cc!Wilbur well enough before all of this- but my primary reason for watching him was definitely Tommy (didn't really watch many of his streams if Tommy wasn't also there kekw). I consider myself rather fortunate in that I've already gone through getting a little too dependent on a streamer for comfort who then turned out to be a really shitty person ages ago, so now I'm much more careful to keep a stronger degree of separation. No parasocial relationships here, thank you very much. Been there, done that.

I think the only person I would genuinely have some level of difficulty with dropping at this point is Tommy. Ooh, big shocker coming from the person who writes almost exclusively Tommyinnit-centric things, I know.

But yeah, back to Wilbur-- regarding c!Wilbur in fanfics, I unfortunately can't just remove the influence he's had over c!Tommy- just like I can't remove the impact c!Dream's had on c!Tommy's life. I also can't change c!Tommy's perspective of c!Wilbur, so at least regarding TomTurtles, Tommy's still going to mention Wilbur, and he's still going going to think of him his older brother and someone that he cares about.

However, as the writer, I will be far less merciful in how he's portrayed, regardless of c!Tommy's biased perspective (c!Wilbur isn't going to show up- that was never in the cards outside of a now scrapped idea for a non-canon fic in the series where c!Wilbur has actually been living in the same America as Tom and the turtles and they find each other again)

After I'm done writing the crossover series though, I don't think I'll be including him in anything else. Which is a shame only because it means I can't use c!Tommy.

Sure, most of my portrayals of Tommy will probably still draw heavily from c!Tommy but I probably won't be able to take him straight from dsmp anymore.

Upside to scrapping all of my ideas that included Wilbur- I can completely replace him with Technoblade AKA, more bedrock bros content \o/ (That being said, most of my fic ideas at this point in time are just various AUs getting Tommy to interact with the cast of rottmnt ahaha-)

All that is to say: While I ultimately view c!Wilbur and cc!WIlbur as different, the second I've finished writing this series, he will most likely never be mentioned or shown again in any of my fics after that. Might as well give any roles he might've played to someone more deserving.

And support Shubble, I'm so incredibly grateful that she decided to speak up about all this.

Thank you for the ask, I hope you have a nice rest of your night/day.

#wilbur soot

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yanderes-galore · 2 years

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Can I request a yandere Michelangelo for tmnt 2018???

Yeah sure! Aged up as usual ^^

Yandere! ROTTMNT! Michelangelo Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Manipulation, Clingy behavior, Delusional behavior, Obsession, Jealousy, Stalking mention.

- Out of all of them, like most incarnations of Michelangelo, he's one of the easier Yanderes to deal with.

- Michelangelo is Playful, Passionate, Obsessive, Easily jealous, Delusional, and Manipulative.

- He's very childish with crushes and pushes to be as close as he can to those he loves.

- Which makes him very clingy.

- He also is very honest, he can lie but he feels horrible about it afterwards.

- Which means him keeping his crush on you a secret will be very difficult for him.

- You'll most likely catch wind of it before anything gets too intense.

- Even then he isn't that bad, he tries not to do anything too illegal or wrong for you.

- He loves your attention but he'd never kidnap or kill for it.

- He'll just be near you all the time instead.

- Michelangelo is very passionate about how he feels about you and does all the research he can to know how to show such.

- He would do all the classic things, chocolates and flowers...

- Along with pick up lines mostly to make you laugh.

- He's very extroverted and not sinister in his obsession.

- He genuinely wants just a normal relationship with you even if it comes off as clingy.

- Even towards rivals, the ones closest to you, he's playfully competitive.

- Although if anyone hurts you he will hurt them back.

- Michelangelo is very obsessive in his feelings.

- He'd stalk but it wouldn't come off as stalking.

- Just him following you around as he's always too close to stalk.

- To everyone he looks like a puppy following you.

- Wanting to cling to you a lot.

- He's a very affectionate turtle.

- He's also easily jealous.

- Michelangelo gets all pouty when others try to hang out with you.

- Leading to him either trying to insert himself into what you're doing or pull you away from it entirely.

- A common trend in the ROTTMNT turtles is they crave attention and affection, all of them showing clingy behavior.

- Michelangelo can also be delusional, already daydreaming about the things you two can do together.

- He's thinking of all sorts of dates with you.

- Maybe even believing they happened then telling you about them, confusing you.

- They just felt so real.

- He wants them to be.

- Michelangelo is manipulative by making you feel bad for not doing something with him.

- A lot of them do that and it's a pain.

- You'll be trying to spend some alone time and he's running over, begging you to spend time with him.

- He's overly affectionate and loves hugs from you.

- Physical affection makes him melt but words?

- You just saying you love him genuinely makes his heart flutter.

- It's like a fairytale come true!

- Overall Michelangelo is very tame and lovable.

- Although you'll never be alone again when he falls for you.

- "Hey! What'd you want to do today? I was waiting for when we could hang out again!"

#yandere rottmnt #yandere tmnt #yandere rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #yandere teenage mutant ninja turtles #yandere rottmnt michelangelo #yandere michelangelo

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vega-creates-things · 11 months

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Muse (Part 2)

ROTTMNT Leo x GN/Rabbit Yokai!Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Embarrassment, Aged-up Turtles

Synopsis: You've been visiting Run Of The Mill Pizza maybe a little too often just to see the blue clad turtle of your affections and draw him. You're pretty sure he hasn't noticed you at all, bad news for you, he has and he is far too curious about why you watch him.

A/N: Here we go again! Part two baby!! Heck yeah. I like how this one turned out!!! This is a repost from my old side blog since I wanted to make a main blog for this stuff.

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Since the first encounter at Hueso's pizza joint, Leo had come to pester you dozens of times if you happened to be there together. Then there was the fact you had both exchanged phone numbers, and the way that had made your heart beat so fast that while you were heading home you thought you were having a heart attack...

All in all you had had a crazy two weeks of seeing him just about every other day. He was consistent and so were you- though, because of this, Hueso had begun to make small playful comments that you were attempting to run for most loyal customer against the Hamato's- something with which you knew you would never win.

Everything was going great though. You felt happier than you had in a long time and it showed. Even Leo had taken notice...

"So, you smile more now."

"What?" You cast your gaze over to your table guest and furrowed your brow.

Leo rolled his eyes, toying with one of his odachi as he continued to speak- god... you were almost worried he was going to cut himself on that thing if he wasn't careful. "So when I first noticed you watching me all the time you always looked so serious. I thought you just had a bad day, but then every time I noticed you, I realized that was the normal expression." He shrugged, sheathing the sword and settling back against his chair. "Lately, however, you've actually been smiling- a lot. Why might that be?" He inquired with a teasing lilt, giving you his classic bemused grin.

You could tell what he was implying, and that he solely meant it as a joke, so you simply knitted your fingers together, leaning over the table slightly and eyeing him. "Yeah, I think maybe my tragic disease of resting bitch face is finally clearing up." You offered, keeping a serious tone until he burst out laughing, and then you couldn't help but smile.

The slider leaned closer to you. "Awh, are you sure it isn't to do with my wonderful presence?" He cooed, batting his eyes at you in a playfully flirting manner. Leo slowly began to reach forward, being as slow as possible to not draw attention to his attempt at working your sketchbook from where it sat on the tabletop.

You didn't notice at first, not until he got a little too close to you and you got flustered, glancing down to avert your gaze and then tugging your book away, instantly narrowing your eyes and glancing up at him again after you settled the object underneath your legs where he couldn't get to it unless he was REALLY desperate.

Too close. Oh my god he was practically an inch from your face.

The moment he had realized that you had caught on he lightly slammed his hands on the table and then slumped into his chair, tipping it onto the back legs before bringing his legs up onto the table and crossing them. "Didn't think you'd catch on that fast."

You nodded and let out a quiet "mm-hmm" as you absently took careful and gentle hold of your right ear, bringing it down next to your face and just rubbing the soft fur. "Then you underestimate me, blue boy." You chuckled wryly, leaning to rest your head in your hands, watching him with intrigue.

Pouting ever so slightly, Leo watched you a moment longer, and then much to his chagrin, he had his legs knocked off of the table by Hueso who simply gave him a long look.

"Feet off the table pepino." His voice was relatively kind, as usual, but there was a mild exasperation to it.

Leo's face grew hot as he glanced up at the skeleton. "I- uh- sorry-" he offered a small and nervous chuckle, fidgeting with his hands and going a bit quiet.

Hueso shook his head and sighed, patting Leo on the head. "Just don't let me catch you doing it again." He offered, heading off to take care of some new customers.

Letting out a long, low whistle, you eye Leo up with quiet amusement. "I don't think I've seen you go quiet like this in all the time I've known you." You teased, lightly brushing your foot against his ankle in a soft nudging gesture.

He jumped slightly at the touch but almost immediately returned it. "Yeah, yeah. You've never seen me get quiet, I've never seen inside that book of yours. I think we're even-" instantly pausing to lightly tap his chin, Leo offered a thoughtful hum. "Actually, wait. We aren't. You've seen me be quiet now which means..." he trailed off, waiting for you to catch on.

"Nope. That's not how this works, Leo." You reached forward and patted him on the cheek before looking over to your right for a moment, thinking to yourself.

Honestly you felt so amazed and lucky with the fact that you two had grown so comfortable with each other already. It was nice... different than what you were used to. Granted, what you were used to was hours of trying to force yourself to get along with people who didn’t actually want anything to do with you. You had dealt with many fake friends, but with Leo it was different. Things came naturally between you both.

Seeming as if he had rad your thoughts- or something, Leo offered you a sympathetic look and took one of your hands. , smoothing his thumb over the soft fur. "Did I lose you there for a second?" He inquired. You hadn't even noticed you were frowning until he had said that.

Blinking away the glazed look in your eyes, you quickly focused on him. "No, no. I'm here. I'm good. I just got stuck in some thoughts." You waved your hand at him in a silent way of saying "don't worry".

He instantly rose a brow and pulled his hands away, the warmth immediately being missed. "Riiiight. Well how about you show me what's in the book as a nice distraction?"

"Not a chance." You pursed your lips and shook your head, tapping your fingers on the hard wood tabletop.

"I'll see inside it some day."

That had you laughing. He was so insistent, and that seemed to be his favourite way of letting you know he still had hope for the answer to change.

Before either of you could say anything, his phone buzzing brought you out of the whole situation and he frowned instantly, quickly apologizing before taking his phone out and reading through the texts, quickly replying.

After that it only took few seconds for him to stand and offer you a slightly sad expression. "So..."

"You have to go?"

He nodded, not bothered that you had cut him off. "Yeah... my brother's said its important-"

"That's okay. We will see each other again." You said it like a promise and he couldn't help but smile in response, opening his mouth to respond when his phone buzzed again.

He checked it and then lolled his head back, a frustrated huff leaving him and then he was just gone, leaving you at the table alone... like always.

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mad4turtles · 1 year

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~misinformed~

(A ROTTMNT One-Shot)

In which an upset outsider doesn't have all the facts. Donnie intervenes.

(outsider POV. my first time writing in this style :D)

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Your first mistake is thinking it'd be funny.

The mutant turtles—the Hamato's, your friends' supply—have been coming by Run of the Mill for about two years. Every time they show up, something happens, so much so that anyone not living under a rock knows who they are by word of mouth alone. Some of Hueso's newest customers come to see what spectacle the morons make of themselves this time.

The normally straight-laced, no-nonsense bone man doesn't seem to mind. He'll roll his eyes and sigh whenever the Blue one loudly struts in like he owns the place, but he hasn't turned them away since that one time the purple one tried to flip a table and failed.

It's as if the owner has a soft spot for the freaks. You can't imagine why. Not when chaos follows them at every turn, dragging others into it against their will.

Like that time with the Shredder beast that tore up the surface. You could care less about the humans, but you almost felt bad for them once the turtles got involved.

And then there was the invasion.

You were on your way to class when rubble started raining from above. Tendrils of pink, slime-coated tentacles seeped through the cracks of the only barrier between the human world and yours. And you're a big freaking guy, a bull yokai that towers over most of your peers, and you were cowering in a corner until the shaking stopped, and the world went quiet after what felt like years.

You learn later that the fabled Krang had been released from their prison dimension by a group of human cultists called the Foot Clan. The turtles were right in the middle of it.

Some thanked the turtles for cancelling the apocalypse, saving the world in a feat of bravery and selflessness. Others, like yourself, who'd heard from the eyes and ears above ground about how the Foot Clan had released the Krang, wanted to wring their necks.

So when, after two months of no-shows, the Blue one shows up alone wearing an oversized blue hoodie, a brace on his left knee and that stupid grin, approaching the counter with a barely-there limp in his step, you and your friends grin.

Your second mistake is leaving your table.

You wait until Hueso leaves to get his order to approach the boy and tap him on the shoulder. He turns and cranes his neck to meet your eyes, smirk firmly in place as he leans against the counter. “Can I help you?” he asks.

You snort, folding your muscular arms. “You're one of those turtle guys, right?”

Blue raises an eye ridge at you like you're the stupid one, gesturing to himself with a wave of his arm. “I mean, I am a turtle, so...”

You fight to keep your grin. “Yeah. I heard you guys were a big help during that crazy shit with the Krang. Terrible stuff, that was. A miracle you made it out.”

The kid's face twitches in an odd way you've never seen before his grin comes back up like shutters on a door. “Yeah, you could say that,” he says, inspecting his nails. “We're basically legends now, my bros and I. I go by many names, Neon Leon, Nardo, The World's Greatest Ninja--but you can call me Leo, my good man. Need me to sign your napkin for ya? Your face, your shirt—?”

The audacity of this kid. You admit you feel more than a little satisfied when you slap one hand down on the counter, making him jump as you loom over him.

“Sure. You're a hero, alright,” you sneer, drawing up to your full height as the kid bumps the back of his shell against the counter. “But I heard that you and your 'bros' were the morons who let those Foot freaks set the Krang loose in the first place. Ain't that right?”

You watch as the kid goes ridged, eyes wide, the smile wiped clean off his face. Finally. “How—I mean, I—I, uh—”

“What? Got nothing to say?”

You feel eyes on you from other patrons, your friends chuckling from your table, watching the smug idiot under you start to sweat.

“How about I help you? You can start with, I don't know, an apology. How many humans do you think lost their lives up there, hm? I don't give a shit either way, but since you're out here boasting about being their 'hero', I'd say that's a pretty big deal. Or what about the Yokai down here who thought they'd lose everything when the rubble fell and destroyed homes and businesses? You ever think about them while you were up acting like some big-shot playing pretend?” You chuckle. “Must've hurt like a bitch when reality slapped you in the face.”

There's a light tremble in the kid's hands as he tries and fails to muster a smile that falls hilariously flat. “L-Look—look, man,” he stammers, looking away and clutching his wrist with the other hand, subtly trying to skirt around you away from the counter. “It was—I messed up, I know that, and I—”

You don't let him finish. You don't care for his excuses. Instead, you shove him in the chest hard enough that he topples gracelessly to the floor in a heap. Your friends laugh a little louder, and you almost join in. This is their supposed hero?

“Then you got a lotta nerve showing up here like you didn't nearly start the apocalypse, buddy.” You snort again, sending his mask tails flying as he shuts his eyes against your breath. You lean down, lowering your voice into a growl for his ears alone.

“I speak for a lot of us when I say we're sick and tired of you freaks barging in here. We were fine until you showed up, acting like you belong. You ain't even true Yokai—word is you're a bunch of lab accidents that mad bastard Draxum cooked up. You weren't wanted then, and you're sure as hell aren't welcome now, so you'd best be on your way and not show your sorry shell around here again, you freaking pest—”

You have just enough time to watch Blue's eyes snap wide open, haunted and unseeing before a voice stops you cold.

“Hey.”

You lean back and turn around. The Purple one with the fake shell is stomping the distance between you, a look in his eyes that almost makes you think twice. Almost.

Beneath you, Blue is shaking. “D-Don,” he forces out in a choked voice. “You-you're meant to wait out—”

Purple walks right past you, not even looking at you, and kneels beside Blue, taking him by the shoulders, eyes roaming him up and down. “Are you alright? Are you injured?”

Blue looks at you briefly before looking away, utterly cowed. “'m fine.”

“You certainly do not look fine, seeing as you're on the floor, and my scanners picked up an abnormal heart rate increase. Was this fine gentleman responsible or am I misreading the situation again—?”

“Just drop it, Don. Tio's comin' back with our orders soon, so we'll split.”

You watch as Purple's drawn eyebrows (seriously, who does that?) furrow as he helps Blue to his feet. “Don't you wanna talk to Hueso? He hasn't seen you since your rehab started—”

“I know,” Blue snaps, looks like he regrets it, then hangs his head again, staring at the hand holding his wrist. You notice a blue cast under the drooping hoodie sleeve. “I know. But I just. I wanna go home. Okay?”

Purple stares.

You huff. “Better listen to your 'bro', here,” you say. “It's probably the first good idea he's had.”

Your last mistake is opening your mouth.

Purple turns very slowly and finally looks up at you. His expression is blank, unreadable, and even with all your height and strength, you admit it's slightly unsettling.

“I'm sorry,” Purple says, “who the hell are you?”

Behind him, Blue tentatively reaches for his hand and tugs it, whispering frantically—“It's not worth it, Dee, come on, don't make a scene, it's fine—”

Purple whirls on Blue. You can't see the face he's making, but it silences Blue instantly, his eyes wide. Your friends suddenly start whispering harshly at you to back up.

You ignore them, crossing your arms again so your muscles bulge. “Just a resident of the city your friend here nearly destroyed,” you say, riding the high of putting one more smug asshole in his place. It's high time he learned it.

Purple turns around again. He doesn't blink. “Is that so?” he asks.

“Donnie, please—“

“Nardo, I am invoking my rights as the eldest twin to silence you while I have a civil conversation with this good gentleman slash bull-guy,” Purple says in a clipped tone. He slips his hand from Blue's and steps forward until he's toe to hoof with you. He barely reaches your chest, and you almost laugh. “Would you care to elaborate on what you were talking to my brother about?”

You're more than happy to. “Just giving some friendly advice. You all talk a big game, but there's a thing called growing up and taking responsibility. Sooner or later, you'll have to put your toys away and realize real life isn't a game. You don't play hero and expect praise or thanks when things don't go how they do in your video games. That's how little pests like him get—”

Between one breath and the next, Purple grabs the edge of an unoccupied table, ripping it off its hinges and slamming you in the face.

The world goes white for a moment, a ringing in your ears. Warmth leaks down your lip and clogs your nose, and one of your horns feels worryingly loose. The ringing fades, and you realize the restaurant is silent.

You blink once, twice, and on the third blink, you see Purple standing over you with a chair lifted above his head by the legs. His face is murderous.

“Wait—!”

Purple brings the chair down on you with enough force to rattle the bones in your arms as you shield your bleeding face. He swings again, hitting your shoulder. He swings again at your knee, again at your head. Heedless of your cries or the shouts from the wait staff, the chair comes down again and again and again and again, each time a little harder, until the chair finally explodes in a shower of splinters.

You're an aching mess of bruises curled up on the floor, arms over your head like a child. You dare to peek, and Purple is panting hard, a single chair leg in his vice-like grip. Behind him, Blue stares with impossibly wide eyes.

Then Purple raises his head to pierce you with a glare. He stomps a foot on your side, and a pixelated wave of purple energy swirls around his arm, turning the chair leg into a glowing staff that he thrusts under your chin, right against your throat. You don't dare to move an inch even as breathing becomes difficult.

“You seem grossly misinformed, so allow me to do what is typical of my generation and educate you,” he says, his dead monotone belying the bloodlust in his gaze as he holds yours tighter than the staff in his hands. “My brother is sixteen. He is sixteen, and he made a mistake. One he would not have made had he known, had any of us known, what was at stake. But we didn't. He didn't, and he nearly died trying to make things right. Think about that for a second. My sixteen-year-old twin brother nearly killed himself to right a wrong and save not just New York or the Hidden City, but the whole freaking world.”

The tip of the bo presses harder against your neck. You splutter, fighting for breath.

“And you,” Purple hisses, “have no right to judge him. But alas, you were, as stated previously, grossly misinformed. So I will let you off with a warning.”

He leans in close enough that you can see the sparks of purple flashing in his golden eyes like lightning, and you're as stiff as a rabbit under the claws of a hawk. “If you ever come near my brother again—if you even look at him funny, you or your peanut gallery over there, I will hunt you down and reduce you to atoms. And I'll take your stupid freaking horns and hang them on my wall, or use them as mugs, as that seems to be popular with D&D fans. Either way, you will cease to exist, and no one will miss you when you're gone. Are we clear?”

You nod as best as you can, not trusting your voice—it's gotten you in enough trouble—and Purple finally takes the pressure off your neck, removing his foot from your side. You gasp greedily for air, sitting up on your elbows and rubbing your throat, your body throbbing.

Purple has already turned back to Blue, and Hueso's chosen now of all times to come running out, followed closely by one of the servers, a harried-looking dragon yokai. He takes one look at the room, one look at you, before whirling on Purple, speaking in rapid-fire Spanish that you couldn't understand if you tried. Purple wraps an arm around Blue and replies, also in Spanish, in that same dead monotone. Hueso looks at Blue, and something softens in his expression.

Only for it to harden again when he turns to you, bleeding from the face, still on the floor and littered with bruises and splinters of wood. Your friends finally get off their asses and help you up just in time for Hueso to march over and give you all the tongue-lashing of your lives for harassing young customers. You almost fire back, but Purple is watching you. You see your death in his flashing eyes and shut your mouth.

You're escorted out with a warning of a lifetime ban, utterly cowed under the stares of the patrons and the resentful glares of servers as you walk out the door. You feel Purple's eyes on you the whole time, and only when the mystic door swings shut can you breathe again.

You didn't think anything would scare you more than the Krang had, though you never actually saw them. But Purple's threat looms over your head and echoes in your ears, and you wonder.

You don't go back to Run of the Mill again.

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Thanks for reading <3 Feel free to send requests :3

#rottmnt #rottmnt fic #disaster twins #rottmnt fanfic #my writing #I may make a part 2 with Donnie's POV #Leo seems a little OOC but this is from a stranger's POV #protective brother #can you tell i love the disaster twins?

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acewithapaintbrush · 2 years

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"Thank god you’re back, I need to rant.”

Let's have some ROTTMNT ranting! 🐢

EDIT:

I have revised and turned this into a proper one-shot. Give it a read over on ao3 here

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"Thank God you are back. I need to rant. Stop screaming, it's me- OUCH! That was my head!"

"Donnie!" April screeches and quickly closes her bedroom door behind her. They are lucky her parents are still downstairs parking the car. For good measure she throws the last of her school books at his head as well, but this time the turtle is prepared and dodges the dictionary. She briefly considers throwing her backpack too, but in the end she'll be the one who'll have to tidy up again so she simply lets it slide from her shoulders instead. "I swear to the big turtle in the sky Donnie, one of these days I'll dropkick you right back into Witch Town. Stop lurking in my room in the dark. I'll die of a heart attack if you keep that up."

The turtle scoffs (he actually says the word Scoff, the big nerd) and crosses his arms. "How can you still be surprised? Didn't Papa teach you all of his secret ninja techniques?"

April rolls her eyes and ignores the decidedly jealous undertone in his voice. Her brother in all but blood (and kinda also that after Mikey heard about blood pacts and wouldn't leave them alone until everyone got a little nick in their thumbs to press against each other) is sitting on the edge of her bed, the long legs crossed over each other. She can't help but notice his foot whipping up and down and his hand repeatedly thumping against the mattress.

Before he can notice her watching and force himself to stop, April lets herself fall backwards onto the bed right next to him. She can feel him bounce up and down a little. April crosses her arms behind her head and stares at the ceiling. She has long since learned that he opens up better and faster if people aren't looking at him. If he can act like he is unobserved, trapped in a bubble of pretend privacy where he can just throw his words into the void, to either be heard or forgotten.

April never forgets.

"So, you need to rant."

"Surprised you heard that part amidst all your screaming."

"Doh-nnie!"

"Alright, alright. Geeze." He fiddles with something he's snatched from her bedside table. Looks like her alarm clock which means she'll probably be awoken by another awful techno song in the morning. She really gotta figure out how he keeps reprogramming that thing. "It's Mikey."

Okay. That is a surprise.

Usually when he is this worked up, it's about his 'annoying twin' or about 'overprotective Raph' or sometimes even about his 'totally-don't-crave-his-parental-attention Dad'.

Never Mikey.

She dares to glance at him. He doesn't notice, too wrapped up in pressing the buttons on her clock. "Mikey?"

His sigh is like a mini explosion. The clock gets put back on the table with a loud bang and he jumps to his feet to pace her room from one end to the other.

"He won't shut up about the spaceship and what happened. Pestering me about talking about it. Like something is wrong. Nothing is wrong! Why would anything be wrong? I was a spaceship! How cool is that? Super cool, that's how cool! A spaceship, Apes! A fucking spaceship!"

April sits up, abandons all pretense of the bubble, stares right at the heaving back that is facing her. The back that is covered with his most advanced battle shell. Big and clunky and heavy. It's thicker than all his other shells, usually reserved for the hardest and most brutal fights, designed to withstand everything and let nothing through.

He's been wearing it constantly ever since the Krang attacked. Even in the lair.

Yeah. 'Super cool', her ass.

Before she can get up to go to him, Don comes back to the bed. He falls face down onto it so his back is exposed, as exposed as it can be with the literal tank covering it, and something warm spreads through April at the show of trust.

"I was a spaceship." he mumbles into her duvet.

April hums and touches his shoulder, right above his battle shell. She can feel him shudder a little at the contact, but he doesn't squirm away or makes these clicking sounds in the back of his throat he makes when he is uncomfortable. So she keeps her hand right where it is, rubbing little circles into his skin, her thumb slipping a tiny bit into a gap between his skin and the metal. Her fingernail barely scrapes his soft shell underneath and he goes very still.

"Must have been scary." she whispers.

"It was cool." he insists. His voice breaks a little and after what feels like an eternity he adds quietly on a soft breath "And scary."

She can't even imagine what it must have felt like. Getting swallowed by technology created by beings whose only goal was to destroy. Who only ever operated on hate and disdain and a complete lack of empathy.

Donnie's tech has always felt warm to her. Alive and vibrant and fun. Holding one of his gizmos in her hands, April can feel the love he put into it like a physical thing.

Did the spaceship feel like the Krang as well? Did it feel like being buried under hate and darkness and a hunger for suffering?

Sometimes she thinks that Raph wasn't the only one getting possessed by the Krang. What Don experienced was a lot more subtle, a lot more insidious, but for a moment he'd been one with something that was completely alien to him and his mindset.

He wasn't just a spaceship. He was a spaceship designed to destroy.

Donnie, who creates, who programmed an AI so life-like that it went through puberty.

A creator, forced to become one with a weapon of destruction.

April lowers her head and keeps rubbing circles into his shoulders and neck and her fingernails keep scraping his soft shell. With every contact, he seems to grow less tense, his shoulders relaxing, his breathing evening out.

"It's alright", she murmurs. "It's gonna be alright."

#rottmnt #tmnt 2018 #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt fanfiction #rottmnt fic #rottmnt angst #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt donatello #Rottmnt donnie Angst #rottmnt april #platonic soulmates #That's them I don't make the rules #Thanks for the prompt #I made it angst like I do #Ooops

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faetaiity · 2 years

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Holy dhit I love your dark rottmnt au??? Idek why but ok lol.

What about donnie x gn reader? How would their relationship be like both at the start and once it's more established?

I would love it if the first and most important rule the reader made was to not raise his voice or hand against them (bc haha parental abuse and trauma). What if Donnie ended up finding out why that rule was put in the first place?

If it's too much then I'll gladly ask for something different. I hope you're staying hydrated! <3

AW HELL YEAH SOMETHING I'VE BEEN THRU LET'S GO Note: These are mostly my reactions as they're the ones I'm most familiar with, The Abuse is implied to be mostly Mental/Emotional abuse and neglect, the reader just overthinks about physical abuse even if they've never been through it personally or haven't had it happen a lot ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Having boundaries with ANY of the turtles in the Dark! AU is highly required for the relationship to be as Non-Toxic as possible

Now, they might not always follow them which is why you need to be strict and pushy about said boundaries

At first dating Donnie is chaotic, he tends to be the 'stalky' of the four, always around you or staring at you through video cameras

He also just barges into your house randomly and then starts bitching about his 'annoying ass brothers'

I can see Donnie being good about the raising hands or coming off as if he's about to strike you

Yelling? Not so much.

Sometimes he doesn't realize he's shouting until he sees you freezing up and shaking

He'll try to get closer to you so he can attempt to comfort you but if you flinch away, he feels something he almost never feels, guilt.

I think if you have a DCFS/CPS history he would find out SOMEHOW

All hell breaks loose if that's the case

would probably spend literal hours stalking your abusers online, and also send some death threats, Non-negotiable.

If your parents or siblings (If said siblings are also abusive) turn up missing or dead, it's 100% his fault, no matter how much he tries to deny it.

Absolutely loses. his. shit if his brothers accidentally trigger your trauma response

It becomes him shoving you into his lab, shutting the door and absolutely fighting his brothers

Doesn't matter if all of them try to fight him, he's pissed, and one does not mess with Dark AU! Donnie and gets away unscathed.

You'll probably have to patch him up.

This is probably where yelling would happen after finding out it's a trigger

ESPECIALLY if you try to defend his brothers, he knows you're just trying to be nice to them

If he starts yelling and you freeze up, he sighs, his robotic arms cradle you as he works on new tech, rubbing soothing patterns into your back.

you stay like that for hours, being in his lap, and ending up falling asleep.

He will bitch at his brothers after this again

It takes a few weeks after this event, but he pretty much stops yelling when talking to you altogether.

He doesn't show it that much, but he cares, and WILL defend you, as it's the only way he feels like he can show how much he cares

#donnie x reader #donatello #save rottmnt #dark! rottmnt au #rottmnt headcanons #rottmnt #rottmnt x reader

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travlersjoy444 · 1 year

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An Unwanted Discovery

ROTTMNT Donatello x Yokai!reader

Part five to The Junkyard at the End of the World, Midnight Comics, The Aftermath (And Normal Blueprint-maker Math), and ....Yeah. Friends.

Summary: The shields are down. Oh no.

Warning: Mentions of blood and people definitely die. No major character death though.

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I stitched a final yellow eye onto the left sleeve of Donnie’s hoodie as I monitored the tracker surveillance.

Most of the main group were out on missions today, with just Mikey and I left as the remaining commanders. Heck, even Splinter had a mission.

According to the maps, everyone was staying safe, which was a relief-

Huh. My nose was running. Weird, it still seemed a tad too warm out for that. Then again, it was December, so…

Oh, what?!

I looked at the tissue to see it was covered in blood?

“Well that’s new…” I mumbled, and set Donnie’s hoodie a safe distance away from the bleeding. “Bizzare.”

And it was. I never got bloody noses. Fantastic. At least Donnie wasn’t here to go ballistic about having a ‘biohazard near my tech!’ today, so I could continue hiding out in my nest of blankets and power tools.

“(Y/N)! (Y/N), COME IN (Y/N)!”

I jumped.

“Micheal? What’s going on at the base?” Donnie’s voice crackled through the comms.

“ISSUES! MAGIC ISSUES!”

I glanced over at the map to see Mikey’s orange tracker quickly moving towards me.

“I’m here Angelo, I’m here, what’s going on?!” I stammered into the comm. “Are you okay?! Is it bad?!”

“It’s bad, man, it’s real real bad-” He coughed.

“Angelo- I- I’ll meet you at the entrance!” I hopped up and ran towards the doors. Outside the window stood Mikey…and a good ten to twentyish humans.

And beyond that, the shield had glimmered into visibility. Which was helpful, considering had it not, we wouldn't have noticed the gash in the shield.

My mouth went dry as I shoved the door open to let everyone in.

“Angelo…go to the safe. It’ll recognize your face.” I said evenly, calmly, too calmly (Y/N) you should be screaming but no-

“Cass, lead the group to the basement.” I continued, and she nodded.

“Yessir.” She bowed in her own version of a salute. “OKAY, YOU HEARD THE BOSS. INTO THE EPIC BUNKER!”

The group nodded, following after her.

I swallowed as Mikey appeared behind me, safe in hand.

“Guys, what's going on?!” Said Raph’s voice over the comm.

“A…a lot.” I said, feeling the blood from my nose drip down into my mouth. Ugh.

But I didn’t have the time to deal with that.

For outside stood a small army of krang zombies.

“Angelo…get those mystic hands ready.” I said quietly, raising my fists. My wrist tech beeped, which meant at least someone on our team was back, but I tuned it out. “I’ll hold them off, you work on getting the shield back up, okay?”

“How are you gonna do that?!” Mikey squeaked.

I shrugged. “Water is powerful. You ever seen eroded rocks?”

He stared at me nervously still, brow-ridges knit together.

“Hey…trust me, okay?” I smiled weakly. “You may technically be a ‘better fighter’ or something, but you’re also like, a wizard, which we need. So save us with your wizard powers while I temporarily take the role of a European dragon!”

Mikey blinked, smiling. “You’re lucky I own a copy of the DnD monster manual. Otherwise I would not have understood that reference.”

I laughed, facing the zombies. “Tis an honor to serve with you, nerd. Now get inside! Save us all or something, I have faith in you!”

“Ditto!” Mikey yelled, ducking inside.

“Aight zombie dudes, let's see what water magic can do…” I said.

And with a deep breath, I hurled a wave of water at them, combining the molecules in the air.

“Hehehe, try dodging that ya assholes!” I grinned. “Wipeout- Surfing joke, boom!”

“Help!” Yelled a voice in the distance, by the zombies, in Huo Hall…

“Shit.” I hissed. The building was apparently not vacated…

Well…could I risk it? I wondered, pushing back the zombies with another wave. Was it worth the risk to try to save Huo Hall…if it meant going through them…Woah, the ground was spinning….

“(Y/N)! (Y/N)- What the heck is going on?!”

I looked up to see a familiar purple jetpack.

“Dee! Hey…” I waved, coughing. “I…I think I might’ve used too much magic.” I shrugged.

He landed next to me, propping me up with his metal arms. “You’re bleeding. Are you injured in any other way shape or form? How would you describe your symptoms? How-”

“Look out, moron!” I yelled, blasting a krang-zombie with ice-cold water.

Donnie looked over his shoulder. “Oh no.”

“Oh, and the blood is just a nosebleed Tello, don’t worry about it. I’m just…kinda low on mystic energy…” I added, shakily standing up.

Donnie glanced back at me, pulling me closer with the robotic arms until I was pressed against him. He swallowed uncomfortably at the contact, but tore his eyes away from me after a second.

“Mikey, how are the shields?” He said into his tech-bracer.

“No luck.” Mikey’s voice said weakly. “Our mystic powers still aren’t working- just (Y/N)’s are.”

“What the heck-” I coughed.

“You’re a dragon, (Y/N), you run on a different sort of power.” Mikey answered. “C’mon, I thought you read the monster manual.”

Donnie frowned, hovering off the ground while keeping me propped up with his mechanical appendages. “The monster manual is not a scientific source! Do we have any valid proof of that, Micheal?!”

“It’s in these scrolls. You should read them!” Mikey said matter of factly. “They have pictures.”

“I thought those were spell pages?! You read them?” I said in shock.

“Uh yeah. It’s just like the monster manual!” He said, and I could practically hear the grin in his voice-

And then suddenly the shield closed.

There was a beat of silence that hung over us as we stared at the wreckage.

Donnie swallowed. “Mikey, what did you do?”

“What? I didn’t do anything-”

“Oh hey,” I said weakly, looking out at the krang-infected-former residents of Huo Hall as they pounded on the outside of the shield, begging for mercy. “My nose stopped bleeding.”

And then it went dark.

***

Donnie carried me back into the engineering building in a blur, and the next thing I knew, I was on a cot in a room I didn’t recognize.

I sat up, looking around. It was a tiny home with purple lighting just like the lab….Donnie’s tiny home, probably. I pulled the purple blanket over my shoulders and turned on my tech-bracer.

“Hey…Dee?” I said, and my voice came out horse and scratchy.

“(Y/N).” His voice said through the comm. “You’re awake.”

“Yeah. How long was I out?”

“About eight hours.” He replied. “I put you in my spare room because the med bay is full- and absolutely crawling with germs, which is not only gross, but also…well, we’ve made some discoveries.”

“Oh….rad? I think? I guess it depends on the discoveries.” I mused.

“Uh…yeah, these are very….well, they’re discoveries, and the pursuit of knowledge is always positive?” He said lamely. “Nervous chuckle?”

“No…” I yawned. “...not if you’re in a Lovecraft novel…”

“...No. Not if you’re in a Lovecraft novel.” He agreed quietly. “I’ll send SHELLDON to escort you to the lab, okay?”

“Okay.”

On the cue, there was a knock on the window, and the turtle drone waved at me.

“Hi dude.” I smiled, swinging the door open.

“Hey (Y/N)!” Said SHELLDON. “How’re you doin’, bro?”

I shrugged. “That depends entirely upon whether or not I like what Donnie discovered.” I said bluntly, folding the blanket and tossing it onto the bed.

I stepped outside, taking in the damage that the zombies had caused. Huo Hall was empty with the exception of caution tape, which was…just fantastic, and the whole campus seemed devoid of people.

SHELLDON hummed ahead of me, occasionally checking back to see how I was doing. I gave him a dishonest thumbs up, and we trekked on.

Raph was at the door of the engineering building, and he let me in with a nervous smile.

“So…how’s it hangin’, (Y/N)?” He said, following me down the corridor.

I shrugged. “It’s….well, things are happening….?” I said, gesturing at the wreckage outside vaguely. “How was your mission?”

“We successfully brought a few Yokai safely into the base,”He said, but his smile was hollow. (Reasonable.)

“That’s rad, Raph.” I smiled genuinely. “I’ll see ya in a bit, okay?” I said, turning into the Lab.

“Cool….cool.” He said. “Look, (Y/N), if you need help with anything- we’re here for ya, okay? It can’t have been easy, what you and Mikey went through today…”

I smiled, looking back at him. “Thanks dude. I…I appreciate it- and ditto.”

He waved, and I stepped into the Lab.

“Hey Dee….you called?” I said, my voice echoing around the space.

“Yes. Micheal and Draxum had some quote-unquote ‘science’ to share with you.” He said, emerging from behind a stack of salvaged machinery. “I don’t understand this mystic nonsense, but…they do.” He added, a bit quieter.

“Okay…does it have to do with the shields?”

“Duh.” He scoffed. “Man, I just wish I’d been there myself for more than just the tail end of the action. Then maybe I’d be able to dispute or agree with their claims, but it’s all so frustratingly out of my realm of knowledge. Scoff. Stupid scientist wannabes….” He ranted, leading me towards a whiteboard covered in calculations and paragraphs of explanations.

“Woah.” I said, sitting on the couch that faced the whiteboard. “That’s a lot of exposition.”

“Scoff. They spent too much time on flowery language.” Donnie snorted, crossing his arms irritably as he sat next to me.

I patted his shoulder in half-ironic sympathy. “Tough.”

“Right?! See, you get it!” He exclaimed, throwing his hands into the air.

“Donnie, (Y/N)!” Said a voice behind the couch, and Mikey stepped forward. “There you guys are! Draxum gave me this script to tell you about our findings, which I shall read from….now.”

I glanced at Donnie, a hint of amusement in my eyes that was not reflected in his. His eyes remained narrowed as his brother stood in front of the whiteboard.

“Ahem.” Mikey coughed, reading from the script. “You're traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind. A journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination. That's the signpost up ahead - your next stop, the Twilight Zone- Heeeyyy, this is the wrong script!” He scowled, and Donnie scoffed again.

“You’re not a scientist, Micheal.” He said grumpily.

“Sure I am! I’m Dr. Science-man, mystic scientist!” He said cheerfully.

“That isn’t a thing.” Donnie groaned. “Now are you done with your juvenile presentation so we can talk about what the Baron told you?”

Mikey scoffed. “Did I just hear you dismiss Dr. Science-man? Did you dismiss Dr. Science-man, Donald?!”

“Uh, yeah, I thought that needed no clarification?” Donnie said bluntly.

Sigh.

“Boys, boys, you’re both beautiful, but I ain’t sittin’ through this.” I sighed, resting my face in my hand boredly.

“Oh right, my script.” Mikey smiled, bouncing back to his cheerful smile.

I nodded. “Yes. Gimme the diagnosis, Doc.”

Mikey flipped through the script, skim-reading it. “Uh…you’ve been diagnosed with…a lack of mystic energy.”

I snorted, a bit defensively. “Is that all? I…I feel like we already knew that, to be honest-”

“Yeah, shows me for letting him into the lab. “ Donnie sighed.

“No, you have literally zero mystic energy. None. Nada. Zip. None whatsoever.” Mikey elaborated.

I blushed, irritated. “I know! I can’t do much magic or fix the issues that are staring us in the face! You can quit reminding me!” I snapped.

Donnie nodded, glaring at him. “Yeah. Micheal, this isn’t new information, you’ve only succeeded at wasting our time.”

“No-guys, that isn’t-” He sighed, and shoved Donnie’s goggles down onto his eyes. “Just look, Donald.”

Dee raised his eyebrows, staring at me through the blue and red lenses. He tapped the side of them, furiously adjusting the settings before quietly giving up.

“But…but that’s impossible...” He stuttered.

“What?!” I snapped, standing up.

He raised the goggles. “You’re a Yokai, but you’re not showing up on my goggles that detect mystic energy. Mikey is, and so am I, but you’re not?! What is going on? This makes no sense! Clearly you have powers, what with the whole waterbender thing-” He continued rambling, staring at his goggles in confusion, but I mentally tuned him out.

I sat down, afraid that my legs would give way if I stood on them.

Mikey sighed, shoving Donnie back down onto the couch next to me. “See, this is what I wanted to talk about. You’re not mystic, you’re a different form of magic. You’re a dragon, (Y/N)...and you run on a different power source from the rest of us, which is why Draxum and I can’t affect the shield at all. Tada!”

He bowed.

“I’m sorry what?”

***

I sighed as I sat in the lab, this time the subject of examination rather than the examiner, much to my chagrin.

Donnie prodded my arm with his bo staff, muttering things and writing down stuff that couldn’t possibly be helpful. All the while, the sound of the meeting that was going on in the office played over Donnie’s monitor.

“So we officially lost Huo Hall.” Said April’s voice over the livestream. “But as my team was coming back in, we saw that the Krang zombies weren’t infecting people, they were just…taking them.”

Leo frowned. “So you think they have some sort of…ulterior motive?”

April didn’t reply audibly, but based on the deepening frown on Leo’s face, I assumed she had nodded from offscreen.

“Maybe they’re using them for free labor.” Mikey suggested.

Leo nodded, jotting something down in his notebook. “That is certainly a possibility. Any other ideas?”

“Torturing!” Cass’s voice said a little too enthusiastically.

“Torturing- valid point, they do seem like the type…” Leo added it to his list.

“Ransom.” April volunteered.

“Food?” Raph said.

“A bait to lure us out of hiding.” Said Splinter, coming onscreen.

“Good points, good points.” Leo swallowed and wrote them down. “Okay. Meanwhile, Mikey and Draxum discovered a connection between the shield powers and (Y/N)- something something ‘ancient magic powered by bloodlines or dragons or something’, excetera excetera, so on and so forth.” He said, doing air quotes. “So that…is not ideal. (Y/N) is currently in the lab to run tests on this theory.”

The livestream clicked off as Donnie stepped in front of me.

“So…(Y/N), I’ve got a few questions for you.” Said Donnie, finally setting down the equipment.

“Oh boy, questions.” I said unenthusiastically.

Donnie ignored my comment. “So. Where were you when the shield broke?” He said in a bored-sounding monotone.

“Here, pretty much. I was monitoring the scouting parties as Leo instructed me to.”

“Hm.” He said, typing something on his tech-bracer. “Okay. Did anything unusual happen before the events of this afternoon?”

“Uh…not that I know of- Oh! I got a nosebleed.” I said.

Donnie narrowed his eyes. “You didn’t get blood on anything, right? That is horribly unsanitary-”

“No, Dee, of course not.” I sighed. I would never! When I bleed I’m smart about it Dee-

“Good-”

Wait. Wait, when I bleed? When was the last time I had to deal with blood like that?!

“Hey, do you think- Dee, the shield closed when I stopped bleeding!” I gasped. “What if the magic is-”

“-Somehow linked to your physical health?!” He said, eyes widening.

“Exactly!” I said, jumping up. “Think about it- that was the first time I’d been physically weakened since I put the shield up in the first place!”

Donnie nodded, scratching at his forearms manically. “Yeah- yeah! We’d obviously need more evidence to say for sure-”

“-Obviously-”

“-But it’s a solid hypothesis, at least as much as it can be when working with magic!” Donnie said excitedly.

“Ohmigosh, I’m a genius!”

“Fibonacci, I’m a genius!” We spoke over each other, grinning.

I held out my fist, smirking. He matched my expression with a smug look of his own, and knocked his fist into mine.

“Boom.” We chorused.

***

I trudged into the commons as the night began to fall, having reached a dilemma- Huo Hall was…not someplace that I wanted to be in tonight. Which sucked, considering I had nowhere else to sleep.

Should I ask someone for help? I thought, fidgeting with my hoodie strings. I hesitantly glanced at my tech-bracer, considering the possibilities.

I could text April, she probably has room…no, no, April is probably busy. Uhm….there’s Raph, I’ve slept at his place before, but I don’t know, maybe he’s already asleep? Hm, Raph is…possible. Uh…Leo is way too stressed so that’s a definite no, and Donnie probably needs a break from me since I’ve bothered him enough today…uhhhhhh…

I sighed, looking out the window to the silhouette of the now-falling apart Huo Hall, and the craziness of the past twenty-four hours caught up with me.

People had died. And I couldn’t save them. What was the point of having cool powers if I couldn’t save people when they needed it?!

Woah there (L/N), you do help people. Said a part of me. If it weren’t for you, the base would have entirely run out of drinkable water by now, and more people would be put at risk trying to scavenge for it.

“If it weren’t for me getting a fucking nosebleed then thirty people would still be here.” I argued out loud, glaring at my reflection in the window.

That’s not fair, you’re only human- of course you’re gonna be fallible.

“But that’s the problem! I’m not only human, I’m a quarter dragon! It’s my job, my freaking evolutionary purpose to not be fallible!” I exclaimed, scowling into the mirror-like window. My reflection scowled back, unsurprisingly, and suddenly I was laughing.

“This is absurd.” I managed to choke out, grinning. I was a sixteen year old talking to my reflection in the wake of a horrible event- this was ridiculous!

“It’s the apocalypse, (L/N), blaming yourself is stupid. Go to bed.” I said, and my reflection beamed back.

I texted Raph.

You: Hey…sorry to bother you dude, but do you think I could crash at your place for a bit? My bedroom is kinda out of commission at the moment :,)

There was a moment of silence, and my phone dinged.

Dee :) : Yeah, no problem so long as you bring your own blankets.

Oh shoot.

You: Ahh sorry to bother you, Dee- I meant to text Raph lol

There was an unsettling bout of silence. I swallowed.

Dee :) : …Are my quarters not proficient? /hj

I smiled, tension lessening.

You: Nah, I just don’t wanna bother you lol

Dee :) : Again, (Y/N), if you were, I’d tell you so with very little tact. So don’t worry about it dear lab partner.

Dee :) : You know, since SHELLDON likes you of course. He added.

I smiled.

You: But of course.

You: Okay, just let me know when I should head down.

Dee :) : Now is good. Allow me to just grab a Jupiter Jim DVD from Leon’s collection.

You: Cool :)

***

“What do you think you’ll do when we run out of those?” I asked, glancing over at Donnie as he drew his eyebrows on with a sharpie.

His eyes flicked over to me before he looked back at his reflection. “...I’ll make some permanent ones with tech stuff, probably? What’ll you do when you run out of eyeliner?”

I shrugged. “Stop wearing eyeliner, probably. Hey, why do you draw yourself eyebrows anyways? None of your brothers do,”

“Well, I’ve been told that it can be hard to read my…emotions. So. They help with that.” He said simply.

“Huh. Like how you say ‘scoff’.” I noted.

“No, that one I started doing ironically. But then it stopped being ironic after a while.” He replied.

“Ooh. Reminds me of how I started stealing Leo’s aviator glasses ironically but now they’re a staple of my apoca-licious wardrobe.” I grinned at the mirror and flicked the stolen sunglasses onto my eyes.

“Exactly.” Donnie smirked, looking at my reflection. “Has Nardo noticed they’re missing yet?”

“Of course- did ya read what he sent to the group chat?”

Donnie pulled up his phone. “...No, I did not.” He grinned as he read Leo’s message. “Dearest Michealangelo, I know you took my sunglasses. Return them or die. Frowny face emoji.” He read it out loud dramatically, looking up at me. “Framing Angelo. Nice.”

“Yup.” I smirked, tossing my head dramatically. “I’m cool like that.”

“Oh god, no! Now you look and sound like Nardo!” Donnie bent over, laughing.

“Hm. Uh…I’m hot and beautiful and uh….tubular. Kiss me, beautiful men.” I said in a bad impression of Leo.

“Oh- oh that’s worse-” He gasped, burying his face in his hoodie sleeves.

I grinned, taking the sunglasses off to flop onto the bed next to him. “So- which film did you steal?”

“An Atomic Lass focused one, obviously.” He answered, reaching for the DVD.

I nodded in approval. “Yes, that shall indeed prove sufficient.” I said in a Donnie-impression.

It went over his head. “But of course. You know as well as I do that my taste is simply undeniably good.”

“Of course, of course.” I nodded, biting back laughter- knowing him, he was probably 100% serious and would be confused by that reaction.

“Man, I can’t believe we skipped Halloween this year.” I said as I regained my barings.

“What?” Donnie said.

“Y’know, we could’ve all done Jupiter Jim costumes. Too bad we were all too worried about that whole doomsday thing.” I smiled, only half joking.

“Snort. My incorrigible brothers would spend so much time fighting over who gets to be Jupiter Jim that we’d miss trick or treating.” Donnie smiled.

“We’d settle it by letting April be Jupiter Jim, obviously.” I shrugged.

“Ooh. She’d definitely like that.” Donnie nodded.

“But then that begs the question. Which one of us would get the honor of being Atomic Lass?” I said dramatically, putting the sunglasses back on.

“Gasp! You know full well she’s my favorite! This is a betrayal of the highest degree!” He said, clutching his heart as though in a soap opera.

“All's fair in Halloween wars.” I said darkly, but then he smiled so I had to smile back. “We’re being ridiculous.” I acknowledged, falling back onto the bed and splaying my arms out.

He fell next to me, still smiling, and I glanced at him before looking back at the ceiling.

“Hey, Dee?” I said softly, for once not overthinking my words.

“Yeah?”

“I’m glad we’re friends now.” I said simply, staring at the intricacies of the ceiling. “It’s nice, hanging out with you.”

Donnie hummed in reply, and his mechanical arm patted my hand.

“Likewise, my dear lab partner.” He said with a smile.

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Okay okay sooo this is going to be a rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles (or rottmnt 2018) kind of tickle rant post /pos because I got lots to say and no where/one to say it too! You can ignore this if you want to but I promise my next post we will be back to our regularly scheduled program of the glorious Dreamsmp!

Sorta spoilers ahead I guess! I just detailed some scenes and gave the episode it's from!

Also they are brothers everything is platonic thank you and enjoy!

My boysssss!! Ahh!

Where do I even start!!

Okay okay! I am going to start off with my boy!!!

Leoo!!:

-Mr Primetime!

-I love him wayyyy to much!

-When I started watching the show a few days ago and I saw him I said "oh no, here we go again another blue character with a great sense of humor, charm and a playful attitude, my one weakness!" And I was RIGHT! He is fantastic! /pos /hj /lh

-IM SO MAD WE GET NO LER!LEO we got Lee!Leo in the show cannon, so I'm not complaining but STILLL the lee in me wants something! A few crumbs is all /hj /pos /nsrs

-He's such a bratty switch I swear! I can never tell what side he's leaning more towards by the end of it, he's just smack dab in the middle and I love it!

-HE IS SUCH A TEASE I- ASDFJKNXNLXML

-I headcannon that he loves making people laugh and hearing them laugh because of one of his one liners or something he did just makes him all warm and happy inside, although he would never admit that, so tickling is a perfect win in his books especially when it comes to his brothers/the people he cares about the most

-Leo is absolutely 1000% the type to not only tickle someone just for the fun of it but he is also GREAT at cheer up tickles!

-He is everyone's personal hype man! So his cheer up tickles, most of the time, he can adapt lol, are a one way train ticket to compliment ville! Woop woop! All aboard people! Captain Leo coming through! /lh /pos

-He's a squirmy lee as we've seen in the 'Mystic Library' Season 1 episode 20, his giggles are all over the place and just so amazing! He quite literally loses all control of his body so tickle him with caution! And he will always get revenge so be prepared to run! And good luck!

-Whenever he does get tickled it's most of the time Donnie being the ler. Or Raph but yeah, With the siblings bond they share it's bound to be him most of the time if not all of the time! Donnie gets some much needed Revenge time and Leo gets tickled, It's a win win regardless!

-He will always provoke, never EVER will he ask for it, unless raph tells him to say it or else he won't get tickled, but other than that he refuses to admit it! Especially not to Donnie!

-Have I mentioned how teasy he is! I can't stress that enough!

-Also he 100000% uses puns/jokes in his tickling as a part of his teasing and or provoking but yeah it's simply Leo!

-He also has/can do that teasy voice where a person can soften/lower their voice and drag out syllables and just AH! (Okay okay I'll stop I just ahhh leoo!!! *clears throat* anyway! /lh /pos)

-OH one last thing! He absolutely uses his portals to tickle people, he's used it to scratch his own back the possibilities are endless, he has definitely tickled people that way!

Donnie!!:

-Bootyyyshaker9000!!

-I have A LOT! to say about Donnie so strap in people!!! Here we go!

-Imma start off with Ler!Donnie because I haven't seen many talks/thoughts on it! And I have a lott! to say!

-SO! Starting off with what we know, Donnie is the tech man of course but in the one tickle scene from 'Many Unhappy Returns' Season 2 episode 2! HE HAS A TICKLE MECHINE JUST ON DECK TOO! Sorta its a feather attached to his bo staff but he just HAS IT UMM HELLO! /pos That was so awesome! He's so a ler lean! Like ah! Amazing!

-this is the other thing on my mind BUT! In Season 1 episode 5 when splinter steals the tank and he goes "Oh Papa if you surrender now! There Shan't be any consequences!" THAT FELT SO LER CODED! like that whole scene gave me such ler vibes/energy!! You can't tell me after hearing that that the bros have hid from him before and he's tickled them out of it! Also Splinter saying "I am not taking the fall for this, purple is a monster!" Uh yeah a huge tickle monster who should never be messed with, do not underestimate bootyyyshaker9000 that's the lesson of the day!

-Mikey is his favorite to tickle, you would think it would be Leo But it's really Mikey! I could talk for hours about the bond those two share but I'll keep it down for now!

-He absolutely (other than the one we saw) Absolutely has invented more tickle tech things! Honestly an adorable thought to go with this headcannon is that he's made something like that for Mikey, like a peice of amor that only activates when Mikeys being silly or something (Like the Donnies gifts episode) and it just tickles him before he even understands what's happening

-He's a genius! You mix a smart guy and a ler in one! Boom Tickle Tech!

-He absolutely made more too after that battle seeing as how effective it was against the enemy, he keeps it in his battle shell now cause' you never know when you might need to use it!

-He will absolutely use tickles to cheat in video games too! Anything to be #1!

-Also his Nicknames for everyone!

-Donnie is just so amazing!

-Now Lee!Donnie! I've seen a lot and I agree with most of it! So here's what I'm adding! He's Lee moods are rare but the only person he feels comfortable with going too when a lee mood does set in is Mikey! Little by little He's slowly warming up to everybody but it's just perfect!

-Lee!Donnie to me, what I picture at least is just giggle city! He doesn't squirm much/at all but he's just full of giggles! If you hit the jackpot though it's loud, genuine and amazing! Go Donnie!

-PLEASE DO ME A FAVOR AND SAY YOU'RE PROUD OF HIM! Compliment him! Especially in the middle of tickling him he will GLOW!

-He absolutely has a ticklish shell

-I feel like he wouldn't want it touched/isn't comfortable with that but he gives you the go ahead I think that is the jackpot

-He's so amazing!

Raph!!:

-HE'S LIKE A BIG OL' TEDDY BEAR!

-Deserves more attention I swear!

-This man cannonically has Autophobia (The fear of being alone) and I think that just adds an extra layer to him but also lee!Raph

-With this being Cannon I feel like one of the ways the boys would snap him out of his crazy state is to tickle him and remind him that they are here and that they are never going anywhere and that he's not alone and I just think it's so cute!

-Another thing with this to me is if they are ever playing hide and seek (with or without the tickle twist) he has to hide with someone every time if he's not seeking

-Because of his oldest brother role and overall strength he doesn't get tickled as often he's normally the one doing the tickling but I really feel like he enjoys tickles, give him some, He deserves them! He's doing great!

-Random thought but I feel like the spikes he can grow on his shell are really ticklish!

-His brothers have all absolutely tickled him to calm his emotions when things start getting out of control

-OH and Donnie has absolutely tickled him until he actually came up with a plan, Donnie said it was "training" it technically was but he also used it as an excuse to tickle him

-Now Ler!Raph! Oooo boy!

-He has absolutely used his mystic forms hands to tickle people! (Like Leo and his portals!) I think he did in the 'Many Unhappy Returns' tickle scene I don't remember but still!

-He's so gentle when he tickles most people (Leo is the exception, and bad guys of course!) He doesn't want to accidentally hurt anyone but he's also just a more gentle guy! We love him so much!

-His tickles are a bit all over the place too as well as his teases because he's not good with plan making and teases in general but he'll always leave you giggling and sometimes your face reder than his bandanna

-He just loves making people happy so tickling people is just a total win in his books!

-Such a sweetheart AH! Just don't make him mad! Haha!

Last but not least!!!

Mikey!!:

-Dr Delicate Touch

-Starting off with that! "Dr Delicate Touch" as we know, there is nothing Delicate about it! Haha! But as my Segway he ABSOLUTELY has used that name before tickling others It's their equivalent of the "Tickle monster" Like to his brothers (*Cough* Donnie *Cough*) He would say something like "Uh ohhh I think someone needs a visit from Dr Delicate Touch" and then proceeds to tickle them

-A lot of people see him as a lee! And I agree! He is very Lee coded being the youngest and everything, just by the way he acts! But I see him more as a Lee-Lean rather than just a full Lee

-My reason for this is because in the "Many Unhappy Returns" episode when the tickle scene happened he was the first one to call it out the whole "We found a tickle spot!" Bit and he seemed really happy about it so I think he does enjoy being ler but because of the way he is he's more of a lee

-Mikey is so fun as a Ler! His tickles are fast and all over the place but in an organized way if that makes any sense at all

-He's the type to point out little things the lee is doing and tease like that but in different voices

-He'll play different characters or put on new voices when he's tickling someone just to keep it interesting and upbeat

-Oh and he's absolutely used a paintbrush to tickle someone, art is his thing! He's gotta have done it once!

-Very vocal teases

-Now as a Lee! Ohoho boy!

-He has been targeted by everyone so there is no set Ler for him but he would argue that it's Donnie!

-He's got the loudest laugh out of them all, Leo is a close second, but his laugh is also all over the place when he's tickled, he can go from big loud laughs to sweet honey giggles! Either way he is a walking tickle spot!

-He gets tickled for everything, Here's how the list goes, When he's doing something reckless and someone needs to stop him it's Raph on the case! He outright just provokes Leo and For Donnie it's for comfort

-He absolutely has hidden in his shell to make the tickles stop or to just get his ler mad but either way it's always a giggle fest when that happens and it takes every ounce of teasing in the Ler's arsenal to get him out of his shell

-We've all collectively agreed that his death spot is his underarms right? Fantastic yes! /pos

-He got a taste of his own medicine once with being tickled by a paint brush and he absolutely lost it he can't handle his own medicine!

-Physical teases get him the most though, stuff like stopping mid way through and then starting up again or those fake attacks where they look like they're going to tickle you and then stop just inches before they reach your tickle spots, and just slower tickles in general he can't handle that!

-He's so great!

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I LOVE THEM SO MUCH! I just wanted to share my thoughts so I hope you enjoy! :]

-K :]

#k's random thought of the day #k's headcannons #rottmnt #rottmnt tickle #rottmnt tickle headcannons #rottmnt!Leo #rottmnt!Raph #rottmnt!Donnie #rottmnt!Mikey #ler!leo #ler!raph #ler!donnie #ler!mikey #lee!leo #lee!raph #lee!donnie #lee!mikey

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lazytyphooncollector · 1 year

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Delete if not allowed but I feel like a lot of Rottmnt haters well their dislike for it I think isn't really justified nor valid at all. Most haters of Rise are the old school lovers and fans of Tmnt from the 80s and the 90s. Sure yeah it's different. Sure yeah some things have changed. Sure yeah a lot of characters looks and personalities are different but you can't really say you dislike it without giving it a chance. It's not bad at all. To me Rise the Tmnt cartoon only comes second to the 2003 cartoon. There's a lot of things about Rottmnt that I love and that I applaud them for for doing and breaking the mold and the norm. I admit this but I actually used to be a hater of Rottmnt before the show ever came out simply because of their animated designs. I never gave it a fair chance but then when the very first episode came out i immediately fell in love with it and was hooked and changed my tune real quick and regret ever saying I dislike it. The more I watched the episodes and then the masterpiece known as the Rottmnt movie I could relate and feel understand and sympathize with a lot of the characters mainly and mostly the Tmnt. I have mental health disabilities and Rottmnt namely Tmnt in general has been a great source of comfort joy positivity entertainment a passion and a hobby of mine. A lot of times when I've been put down disregarded and degraded from by strangers bullies on social media and in real life hell even my own family and I was in the darkness where I felt like there was no way out Rottmnt and Tmnt in general I credit with always bringing ne back up to the light cheering me up making me keep on going and say life is worth living and I'm never giving up. I matter in this world and im never gonna change who I am for anyone. I'm me and that's all I'll ever be and I love myself the way I am mental health issues and all I thank you Kevin Eastman and Tmnt for always keeping me going and grounded

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#tmnt leonardo #tmnt raphael #tmnt donatello #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt 2003 #rottmnt #tmnt 2007 #tmnt #tmnt 2016 #kevin eastman

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chaoticspeedrun · 1 year

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Brighter to my eyes 2

Summary: Leo is good at reading people, it's what makes him a good strategist, but those blue hues of hers elude his sharp intuition.

Perhaps if they didn't he'd realize he didn't have to change himself for her to see him like he wants her to.

A.N. I wrote this fanfic over an idea of Rise! Leo using a cloacking brooch to hide his true self but it evolved into something way bigger, this fic will takes place in ROTTMNT after "Newsworthy" but April is 18 starting college instead of in High School, while the MC and Raph are 17, the twins 16 and Mikey 15.

Pairing: Rise!Leo x OC, Leo x Reader

Warnings: Angst, FLUFF, Sibling shenanigans, MC is a nerd, but a mean nerd in leather.

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"GUYS GUYS GUYS!"

April rushed into the lair taking Leo by surprise as he stumbled from the top of the ramp on his skateboard with a yelp, colliding against Raph.

"Guys you won't believe this!" April stated excitedly while ignoring the chaos she'd caused.

Mikey grinned at her "Hey April! What's up?" He tilted his head questioningly.

"Victoire Blanchet is what's up" she said looking very proud.

"The girl you said would never even know you existed?" Donnie asked without removing his eyes from his phone screen.

"Well, yes, but I was wrong because she just invited the five of us to her halloween party!" she exclaimed holding up the invites.

"WHAT?!" the four turtles rushed over to her and each took one invite examining them carefully.

"B-but how did you get this?! She only invites her friends to this party! It's like, super exclusive!" Leo asked turning the invite over on his hands with sparkly eyes.

"You guys are looking at Victoire's newest friend who she spent the whole afternoon with" April exclaimed proudly before narrating what had happened.

"Oh but she has terrible taste in Jupiter Jim movies-"

"She likes Jupiter Jim?" Mikey asked with a bright grin and fists clenched in excitement while Leo scoffed and pulled out his phone.

"Yeah-duh she does, and April doesn't know what she's talking about because the JJ highlight on her instagram shows she has incredible taste actually" Leo showed off his phone with a story about Jupiter Jim sails the seven galaxies to which Raph and Mikey 'ooohed' while Donnie and April shook their heads in disapproval.

"Well there clearly had to be something wrong with her" Donnie stated like he knew it was coming "Alas, for an artist bad taste could be fatal, sigh."

"Anyways" April went back on track "I mentioned you guys when we were talking about JJ and when she invited me to her party she invited you guys too!"

"Oh! Oh! what did you mention about me?" Mikey asked

"Did you talk about my dashing good looks?" Leo asked running a hand through his head.

"But surely you didn't mention our whole uh, situation" Raph asked pointing vaguely at himself and his brothers.

"No, BUT it doesn't matter, because this is a costume party and you guys are excellent costume makers" April said pointing to the invitation where in a corner it said 'Be spooky or get droopy'.

"We are? Ow" Donnie asked before getting nudged by April "I mean, we are! Of course!"

"Oh we're going to be the best JJ turtle aliens they've ever seen!" Leo smirked.

Up until the night of the party they were perfecting details on their Jupiter Jim alien costumes and a space cadet costume to match for April, all of them excited on their way to the haunted house.

Leo was the most excited about it and kept adjusting his fanny pack as he walked.

After reaching the place April tried to surpress her excitement to look cool seeing Victoire at the front greeting some people and guiding them to the backyard.

The house was huge and dark, the yard filled with glowing pumpkins and skeletons looking as if they were crawling out of the ground, one of them hanging from a tree as well as an inflatable black cat with a 'Happy Halloween' poster in its paws, the house itself though it looked old had obviuously been renewed recently, mixing the old with new details that helped the creepy look.

When April got closer she noticed Victoire's costume, she was dressed as Kid Pursuit, a hero sidekick who April only knew from Leo's comic book collection, her hair had been temporarily dyed red and her outfit included a leather jacket and skates the character didn't usually wear.

Victoire looked at them as they neared and a smile grew on her face as she waved at April "Hey, you made it! And these must be your friends, hi!"

April grinned "Yeah! These are Raph, Donnie, Mikey and Leo" She said pointing at each turtle as they all gave a little wave at her, except Leo who was surprisingly quiet "Guys, this is Victoire!"

"Woah" Victoire seemed entranced "Your costumes are stunning! You guys really are artists, how did you make them?! No one who's arrived looks as good!" she said with an attentive gaze that put them a little on edge.

"Oh this? Well not to gate keep but the methods utilized for the production of our costumes are absolutely classified! Top secret" Donnie claimed quickly, and while he seemed nervous Victoria just chuckled and nodded.

"Alright alright, keep your secrets, so let me make sure I got this right" Victoire pointed at the red wearing turtle "Raph, short for Raphael?" he nodded and smiled at her.

Victoire pointed at the purple turtle eyebrow raised "Donatello?" to wich he curtsied in confirmation, she smiled and pointed at the blue turtle who seemed surprised as she paid attention to him.

"Leonardo, right?" she grinned and Leo visibly swallowed before smiling at her and mustering the best smirk he could.

"At your service, but girls like you can call me Neon Leon" He immediately looked like he regretted his words but calmed slightly as Victoire just chuckled before continuing.

"Okay, Leon then" she said before turning to Mikey, giving Leo the chance to straighten his legs that suddenly felt a little unstable.

"And last but not least Michelangelo? Can I call you Angelo?"

"You got it girl!" Mikey grinned and she nodded happily at them.

"Well welcome! Come on! Everyone is in the back and later we're going to have a test of valour inside the house, whoever goes through the most rooms wins"

As she guided them in the guys all stared in awe at the backyard were the real party was being held.

Despite the house being old, which was perfect for the theme, the backyard had the most work done to it, there was a huge pool decorated with fake frogs with tiny hats, many tables with spiderweb themed tablecloths and cauldrons in the middle with smoke coming out of them, a beautiful garden fully decorated with more pumpkins, bones and gnomes popping out from strange places, there was even a piñata that looked like mothman waiting by the side.

The guys were ecstatic as they admired the place and everyone's costumes, soon a couple approached Mikey telling him they loved his costume and the stickers, Mikey happily started conversing with them about stickers and they all started sharing their art.

April and Raph quickly found the snacks table and started timidly chatting with some people around about how good the food was, slowly starting to look more comfortable.

Donnie was surprised by some Jupiter Jim fans who were talking to him about the series and how realistic his tech looked, to which he started showing off how real it actually was.

Leo however glanced at the girl that was still beside him, listening to his brother's conversation and looking around.

His throat was dry.

He knew she was pretty, anyone with social media in New York had stumbled onto her picture at least once, and yet he now realized she wasn't the photogenic sort, because her pictures weren't close to the real thing, she exuded confidence out of her very being, she walked with purpose, like she owned the world and like everyone else believed she did.

To some it might seem arrogant, but she didn't feel like that, Leo started understanding why April wanted to be her friend so badly.

"So, Kid pursuit the first?" He asked making her turn her attention from his twin to him "Or the third? Because the googles look like the original's but the jacket doesn't, it looks amazing though"

As Leo spoke of the character she was dressed at Victoire's eyes sparkled at him and his stomach turned "I'm dressed as the first, but I just thought I'd need a jacket for the cold and also just because I thought it would look cool" she said "You've read the Hot Pursuit comics?"

He grinned more confidently this time "Yeah! But I'd never met a fan of Kid Pursuit most people pick Hot Pursuit or another sidekick like Nightingale"

She rolled her eyes "Ugh, I know! And most don't even realize the Hot Pursuit they grew up with is Kid Pursuit grown up and taking the mantle."

Leo was elated as their conversation kept going rapidly like a ping pong match between both excited teens about comic books like the pair of nerds they were and he started feeling more comfortable.

"Ok, so, why the turtle aliens from Jupiter Jim?" She asked curiously and he tensed a little.

"Ah well, it was just indubitably such a great arc, you know? My brother's and I were thinking it'd be a challenge."

She hummed in agreement "It's just so realistic, did you use latex for the skin and then make up? Doesn't it stain?" She asked reaching up to his arm and before Leo could panic they heard someone calling her name, allowing him a chance to breathe again.

"Hey, I'm gonna announce the test of valour" Her friend (Scott, Leo thinks he heard) told her and Victoire nodded at him turning back to Leo for a moment.

"I'll be right back Okay? I wanna join you and your brothers on the test" she said before turning back around and meeting some of her friends at the top of the stairs to the house.

Scott called for everyone's attention and the volume of the music was lowered while everyone turned to look, Donnie turned back to his twin and the others joined them right after.

"Okay guys! Who's ready to go into the haunted house?"

There was a chorus of excited calls from the crowd as they all got closer to the entrance, Victoire lifted her arms and told everyone to make a line and groups to go inside.

"You can get a sticker inside every room that proves you went in, whoever has the most stickers at the end of the night wins and gets the trophy!" As Victoire said this one of her friends pulled up a trophy with the shape of a little ghost on it.

The turtles and April were all immediately aiming to win but Mikey looked especially excited at the whole idea and they all got in line to enter the house.

Once it was their turn Victoire approached April asking her if she could join their team "I have a good feeling about you guys going through the whole thing" she smirked and April nodded happily at her.

They all walked through the door being greeted with the dark inside of the house and the loud creaking of the floor as the music resumed outside.

#rottmnt leonardo x reader #rottmnt leo x reader #rottmnt x reader #rise leo x reader #Brightertomyeyes #rottmnt fanfiction #Rottmnt fic #Rottmnt #Leonardo Hamato #Rottmnt! Leo #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #Rise! Leo

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squaregoals · 9 months

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Catching My Breath

Platonic Leo (rottmnt) & Reader drabble 🩵🐢

(or romantic, I guess, either would work)

It was a peaceful afternoon.

You were off school for the summer before your senior year, and you were out generally enjoying the day. There was a cold front that had swept through the upper states, which made the usually sweltering temperatures perfect for walking around your main haunts.

You had exited from enjoyed your favourite coffee shop, indulging in some people watching, when passing by an alleyway you heard a voice whisper-shout at you.

"Hey! ___! Over here!" the voice was familiar.

You turned, and saw Leo waving.

Not expecting to see him in the slightest at this time of day, you tilted your head in confusion. Stopping and taking a quick glance around to make sure you weren't seen, you slipped into the alley.

As you got close to him, you raised an eyebrow. "Leo? What's up?"

Despite the random nature of the encounter, he looked absolutely thrilled and made a motion for you to hold out your hands. He looked like he wouldn't budge otherwise so you acquiesced while rolling your eyes.

He immediately whipped out a small stack of comics onto your open hands.

Eyes widening, you immediately took note of what it was. There in your hands were the latest few issues of the comic he, you, and Mikey had become obsessed with in recent months.

Your mouth gaped, and your eyes flicked up to his in amazement. "How, wait, what?" you stumbled over your words as you blinked a few times.

Leo just laughed, taking a step back and resting his hands in his pockets with a wide grin, "How? I'm awesome. Wait? Never. And what? Just me being the coolest, most best turtle around." he said, settling with a smirk, "Also Mikey and I already read them. You can keep them until you're done. I was actually coming to look for you, so glad I caught you when I did."

You just kept staring, eyes darting between him and the comics you gingerly held. Then, you relaxed a little and nodded. "Thanks, Leo. Although you could've just texted me to come over, you realize this right?"

He shifted his weight to leaning on one leg, and his smug expression that you knew and tolerated took over. "Yeah, but then I wouldn't get to see you react as strongly. It's more entertaining to me this way."

The way he says this had you rolling your eyes yet again, but your lips quirked up despite it.

"Okay, okay. It was a cool surprise," you admit begrudgingly, but end up huffing out a breath of a laugh. He didn't need the ego stroke, but it was genuinely thoughtful. Not a rarity of his, but he tended to hide it when he was being thoughtful... so this was a nice deviation from the norm.

"Well, mention it to everyone. I'm the best, I know." Leo says, before turning in his heel and started to walk off with a lazy wave. "Enjoy your day, enjoy the comics, enjoy the weather. I'm off to bother Hueso, he said he had something for me."

You wave back even though he couldn't see, and just stood and watched him before he disappeared in a swirl of blue light.

Once the light faded you looked down at the comics clutched in your hand. You can't help but shake your head in amusement, as after the random encounter it was looking to be an even better day now. You make a mental note to text him and Mikey once you're done.

You head back to the coffee shop, wanting a snack now and a comfortable environment to read.

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A/N: I just really wanted to write a random slice of life scene, no real other motivation lol

Short and sweet

#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #& reader #my writing tag #reader #rottmnt fanfiction #rottmnt leo #leo #leonardo #leonardo Hamato #leo & reader #x reader #technically #male reader #female reader #gender neutral reader #no gender reader #drabble #drabbles

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musekicker · 1 year

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Random rottmnt drabble, involving yokai festival game shenanigan's.

There was a festival going on in the underground city. And the turtles were not the type to miss a event geared towards fun. The rides were as wild as one expected from a place where magic was common. And the food was as unhealthy but good as top side fair food.

And after all of that there were of course the games.

"The games are all a waste of time." Donnie said. "They are all rigged so no one can win."

"Yeah, You're probably righ-" Raph said.

Suddenly Mikey was pointing towards one of the game stalls.

"Raph look! Isn't that-" Mikey said.

The bear was the type of patchwork look that was done more on purpose rather then by repairs over time.

The green fur was a unusual for a teddy bear, as were the plush grey bolts on it's neck. Black stitches embroidered onto it's forehead. Raph knew what he was looking at right away.

"It's a the Frankenstein's monster theme Teddy Bear Town limited edition bear!" Raph cried.

"Say that a little louder. I don't think the whole festival heard you." Donnie said.

Raph was not listening to Donnie's snark. He was nearly in the antlered weasel yokai's face.

"Where did you get this? This wave of bears are limited edition!" Raph cried.

"Sir, please stop yelling in my face." the stall owner said.

Raph realized that yes, not only had he been yelling at this poor cat yokai but he also had the yokai's vest in his grip. He quickly let go and got out a apology.

"Sorry. Just.. got a bit excited." Raph said.

In a softer voice and without grabbing anything, Raph tried asking about the bear once more.

"Can you please tell me where you got the green bear with the stitches and neck bolts?" Raph asked.

"Eh, found it in a dumpster behind a topside mall." the game stall operator said.

Raph almost yelled at the horror of perfectly good teddy bears being thrown away. He managed to hold back though and only a squeak escapsed.

"You okay there?" Leo asked.

Raph nodded slowly. It took him a bit before he could trust his voice to speak.

"Can I just buy it from you?" Raph asked.

"I'm sorry, but I can't just hand you the bear. Even if you do just pay me for it. Got to win it. That's the rules." the yokai said.

"You just admitted you get your prizes from garbage." Leo said.

"Like we don't through garbage for stuff." Mikey pointed out.

"Yeah, but those things we don't have to pay for the chance to get it." Leo said.

The yokai shrugged.

"Hey, play or not." they said.

Raph didn't think about it too long.

"I'm still going to go for it." Raph said.

"Sounds like a mistake but okay." Donnie said.

Raph paid for the balls that were to be tossed at the targets. He took his

The first throw was almost right on mark. It was just a little too much to the left to hit the target. None of the three balls he had thrown had hit the mark. And after two more purchases of more balls to throw and still no success, the other brothers started to try to help. When the balls did start hitting targets but the targets did not fall, there were complaints.

"I'm now one hundred percent confident that this game is rigged." Donnie said.

"Can't prove it." the game stall operator said.

"I don't hear you denying the being rigged thing." Leo said.

The game stall operator said nothing.

Not seeing success any time close, Donnie spoke to Raph.

"Don't you think it's time to-" Donnie said.

"I'm winning that bear!" Raph cried.

It was becoming more and more clear that Raph was getting frustrated and was not going to win this bear.

"I think it's time I, the most talented at these kind of games brother, take this game on." Leo said.

"This should be fun." Donnie said.

"Oh don't be negative." Mikey said. "Come on Leo! Win that teddy bear!"

Leo was already

"Here we go. The old wild ball special!" Leo cried.

"The wild ball special that put that one old lady in traction at that fair we went to before topside?" Mikey asked.

"Leo, don't put anyone in traction." Raph said.

"I'm not! And she was never in traction! That old lady wasn't even that hurt. Geez, knock one old lady off their walker with a ball on accident and never hear the end of it." Leo said.

The weasel yokai had listened to this conversation long enough to know when Leo was going to throw, to duck down under the stall counter. A good plan as after Leo had made a fantastic show of winding up for a throw, and then threw said ball, the ball bounced right off the stall's counter and hit a waiting future player in the face.

As Mikey was checking on the down yokai, Leo was preparing to throw ball two.

"Okay, okay. That was a practice throw. Fast ball special round two!" Leo said.

"No!" the game operator cried, seeing just where this was going. "Here! Just take the stupid bear and leave my stall."

The bear was pushed into Raph's hands.

"You have it now go!" the yokai snapped.

"Oh.. thanks then!" Raph said.

Not wanting to be told to leave again, the brothers hurried away from the stall.

"Thanks you guys. I wouldn't have this bear now if not for everyone's efforts." Raph said.

"More my effort then anyone else." Leo said.

"I like to think me and Mikey softened the guy up." Donnie said.

"Either way." Mikey said. "I think it was all worth it."

The other brothers were happy to see Raph happy with his new teddy bear prize and were easily forgetting about the funds they had put down to help get it.

That was until they got hungry again and realized they could only afford one piece of pizza.

#rottmnt

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