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thejadecount · 2 years
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I know it’s severely out of character but I am OBSESSED with the idea of Mikey having Gen Z humor.
Like one day he just goes, probably after an intense mission or the movie: “Hi, welcome to My Life. I’m your host, Michelangelo, and I’m severely traumatized!”
And then him deadass laughing like a maniac.
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lizord-lord · 2 years
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“does he think we don’t know what a week is?”
-“I wasn’t sure they knew what a week was”-
those are the words of someone who just recently learned what a week was raph ya ain’t slick
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angelmichelangelo · 1 year
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i’m re-writing a human!au tmnt fic i wrote back in 2016 (but better. and hopefully completed this time) so here’s a little sneak peak for anyone that’s interested :3
Today is not a good day.
Today, as it turns out, is one of those awful, horrible days that seems to just keep going and going like it’s on a loop, never to fully end.
There’s a drunk and disorderly that comes stumbling in, shouting the odds with his head split open, red running in rivets across his face, growing tacky against his short, stubbly beard, his voice carries through the waiting room, turning heads, and so Leo ends up being the one to try and control him, at first asking him to take a seat and to just wait. But the guy is mean and cruel and he doesn’t care that there’s little kids watching with big, round eyes.
He tells Leo to fuck off, a string of ugly slurs following soon after, and it doesn’t help when Karai steps in because the guy just gets uglier and Leo just watches as he throws up over himself mid rant.
And sure, the guy is a dick, drunk on the middle of a Thursday morning but Leo is professional and a head wound on top of being sick equates something serious, so despite the fact that he’s been rowdy and rude to everyone in the room, he bypasses them all and goes straight through.
It’s Usagi, Leo’s senior that pulls him back and makes the attempt to give the patient to one of the other nurses.
“No point,” the senior of the two says in his usual flat, emotionless voice. He’s peering over a chart that’s full of numbers and information, not bothering to look up at Leo. “Guy’s as racist as they come. Let someone else take it.”
Leo huffs a weak sounding laugh and then does Usagi look up to meet his gaze.
“I’ve dealt with worse,” Leo assures him. “If I can’t deal with that then I should just go home, right?”
Usagi smiling is a rarity, and today doesn’t seem to be the exception, but he swears he does note the way the corners of his mouth just about twitch upwards, like a ghost passing over his face.
“Fine,” he says, pressing the chart into his chest, Leo fumbling with it for a moment before he has it in his hold. “But if he makes you cry, don’t come running to me about it.”
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gaysontodd · 3 months
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look idk how many times renet actually plopped the tmnt into other universes between 2k3 and 2k12 but it was at least once in 2k12 and 2k3 had its own reality hopping nonsense so i really enjoy the idea of renet showing up like heyyyyyyy guys i know i said last time that i wasnt gonna do this again but. anyway have fun!!! please get x for me thnx<3 (mikey, to donnie: how is she doing that out loud)
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fishsticksloser · 7 months
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That episode where raph goes feral bc he was lonely how would it play out with his s/o, like he becomes territorial,it can be fluff or spicy whichever one you're comfortable with.
Prize
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F!Raph x gn!reader
Warnings: smut, feral Raph, p in, biting and claws, a little rough, turtle noises?, swearing, would this be a predator/prey thing...?, Raph focused piece
A/N: My sister wanted Raph to make turtle noises, so turtle noises there will be. Figured it would be best with feral Raph. This is kinda short so I apologize. :)
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Raph had been left alone again. Not purposely of course, but he was separated from his team. The team said that he'd been lost for at least a few days, they weren't sure. Because of Raph's feral behavior, you and his brothers were the one sent out to find him. Going through the old bunker levels and tunnels that had been collapsed before Raph was able to move the rubble, you could hear hissing and growling.
Raphael turned his head toward your approaching footsteps, he tilted his head slightly; a confused expression on the broad face. His large tail swished, the spikes along the side of his tail were pointed directly at you. The feral tone in his voice did not seem to be welcoming of your visit.
"Hey, big guy..." You smile softly, kneeling a little ways away from him. You didn't want to alert him, you didn't want him to mistake you for a threat. You watched him smell the air, seeming to somewhat recognize your scent. The low rumble of his growls turned into quiet chuffs.
Raphael slowly crept towards you, his tail continuing to sway as he examined the surroundings. His claws dig into the dirt of the tunnel, his mouth opened slightly. A low rumble emitting from his chest, his eyes locked onto you asking an unspoken question. What were you doing here?
"Raphael?" You whisper, sitting down on the ground for him. You hold your hand out for him to get a better smell. "Do you remember who I am?"
Raphael looked at you, tilting his head in confusion at the words you said. He was able to recognize your scent, but he wasn't able to understand the words you spoke. He took a step closer, his claws digging deeper into the dirt as he began to examine you. Your scent was familiar, but Raph couldn't remember exactly who you were to him.
"Mate... I'm your mate, Raph." You explain softly, feeling him press his beak to your hand. "Mate... Your partner." You continue, wanting him to recognize you as his person, his lover.
A low rumble comes from his chest, the muscles in his shoulders flex as he tilts his head once more. This was his mate, his partner. Raphael began to sniff and circle you, his claws tearing up the land as he moved.
"That's right, big guy. Yours..." You whisper, moving to gently cup the side of his face.
Raphael moves closer, pushing you onto your back as he continues to sniff, lick, and nip at you. His body is practically hovering over you as he examined his lost lover. Raph lowers more of his weight onto you, he's trying to show his affection.
"Hey, big guy..." You smile as he starts to nuzzle your neck. He chuffs and sniffs against your skin, his claws tearing at your clothes. You'd never dealt with Raph after he'd been feral for so long, maybe it was normal? "You... Want them off?"
Raph chuffs in reply, continuing to tear at your clothes with his claws. But his teeth soon joined, tossing the tattered clothes aside. He presses his beak to your stomach, a low rumble filling the air again as he churrs. You gently pet his head, but Raph suddenly pulls you close, growling loudly.
"Oh shit…" You hear Leo say and more footsteps move closer. Raph's growls get louder as he pulls you closer. You were his mate - his. He had claimed his prize, he wasn't planning on sharing. "Raph, buddy…"
"I'm okay, get out of here before he rips your heads off." You huff at his brothers. They were reluctant due to how Raph was acting, but you assured them that you were okay and they quickly made their escape. "All yours, Raph." You sigh as his growls become chuffs again. His tail swished vigorously, still prepared to fight for what was his.
He wanted more... More love, more affection, more...
"You're okay, big guy... No one else is here, I'm all yours." You try to reassure as he moves to chuff against your thigh. You were his and he was taking you. His tough tongue licks along your body, you were his.
Raphael continues to lick along your thighs, his tongue flicking and tasting. His tongue felt like sandpaper, it was an odd sensation, but Raph made it enjoyable nonetheless. He seemed so eager to please and love, his warm breath fanning over your skin. His large hands gripped your legs, moving them further apart. He wanted more, he wanted it badly.
He slowly made his way back up your body, sniffing, chuffing, licking. You gently touch him, not wanting to overwhelm or anger him. He gently pushed you over, making you lay on your stomach. Raphael began to press more of his weight against you as he slowly mounted you. You gasp, your hips slightly lifting at the intrusion. His claws dig deeper into the dirt, sniffing and licking every part of you he could reach. Raph was still on guard, prepared to fight any intruder or rival that came near you.
Raphael began to slowly thrust, making sure that every movement was slow and steady in order to please you. His broad body remained on top of you, slowly gliding in and out. His snout nuzzles the back of your head, his large hands gripping your hips tightly.
You were his. There would never be another. He would mark you, keep you safe, loving you in a way no one else ever could.
Raphael continued to make slow and deep thrusts, wanting to make sure you felt his affection. He didn't want to go too quickly in fear of hurting you. His snout presses into your neck, making sure you felt every thrust. Chuffs and moans filled the air, echoing throughout the tunnel. Raph was pleased, this was what he wanted. To protect and love you. With the chuffs echoing along with his heavy breathing, and with every small sound you made, Raphael could tell he was doing something right. He was using everything to claim you as his.
Raph took his time, ensuring that you felt every moment of his love. Every time you made a noise, he felt proud of himself. He felt like a king and having his partner right there with him. With a hard moan, Raphael pressed his hips against you harder. His warm breath like a blanket on top of you, it was a welcoming sensation. He continued to pump slowly, using every bit of his form to please you.
A low rumble echoes around you as Raph quickens his pace. He was getting closer, the chuffs becoming shorter and faster at the same rate of this thrusts. His breathing becomes more erratic, his hand grips your hips tighter. His claws digging into your skin a little. He was so close, just a little bit more. He wasn't going to be able to contain himself much longer.
Raphael's pace began to pick up, he was at his limit. He couldn't contain himself anymore. He began to pump even deeper, even faster. His breath became more frequent as he neared completion. His tail slowly swayed back and forth as he pumped even harder.
Raphael could feel you climax, he increased his pace by just a little bit. His large hand held you tight, he wanted to show you how much he wanted you. His sharp teeth dug deeper into you shoulder, growling deeply.
He could feel himself losing control. He was losing focus, all he was seeing was you. His mate.
Raphael continued to pump, feeling the pleasure of your soft body. His breathing became more erratic — the muscles along his broad back flexed as he slowly picked up his pace.
Raphael could feel the release start to happen. All he could feel was the sensation of your soft flesh, your gentle whimpers. The snapping turtle mutant let out a primal growl as his hips slammed against your ass, pushing himself even deeper inside you. Raphael's breath became more shallow. His churrs filled the air as his hot seed filled you, slowly dripping down your thighs.
Raph began to slow his pace as he finally finished, his large body was twitching and trembling as the adrenaline finally started to fade. His claws loosened their grip and he moved his mouth off your shoulder With a slight chuff, Raph lifted off of you.
He proud. He had done it, this was his mate.
Raphael laid next to you, his large form seemed so content and at ease as he rested on his back. His large head resting on your back, his thumb gently caressing your soft skin as he started to come back to his true self.
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our-happygirl500-fan · 2 months
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Leo's face man persona has allowed Leo to read between lines & twist words & situations in his favour which is often why Leo could possibly be considered a foil for Big Mama who also knows how to twist words & situations in her own favour.
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Leo: My deal was no weapons for you, not me.
However Leo's ability to twist his words in order to push things in his or his family's favour might possibly be something that Leo originally learnt from Raph.
Leo has been shown to have a habit of copying traits from his siblings often imitating or showing similar or the same traits as April, Donnie & Raph which is why Leo learning to his words to get the result he wants might have been something that Leo learnt from Raph as it has been stated that Raph sometimes twists the truth or lies to his brothers to try to get them to be more responsible.
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Donnie: How about when you tell us training stats an hour earlier because you know we’re always late, mm?
Leo: Or when you told Mikey that if he doesn't take out the trash the trash monster would eat him in his sleep.
In the episode 'Pizza Puffs' that Raph has been stated to twist the truth or tell small lies in order to try & get his brothers to be more responsible due to a belief that he often can't trust them to do 'simple stuff' however Leo has been shown to have the ability to see through his brothers whenever they try to hide something from him.
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Leo: Hey buddy. Trouble sleeping?
Donnie: What’s with the interrogation, Leo?! Everything's fine I said!
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Leo: Huh, it's like someone who wears a red bandana really hurt this guy's feelings once. Strange.
In both the episodes 'The Purple Jacket' & 'Sparring Partner' Leo seems to imply that he suspects or knows things that Donnie & Raph were trying to hide showing how well Leo knows his brothers as he can almost immediately tell if they want to hide anything. Leo's tendency to see through his brothers whenever they try to hide anything possibly means Raph's attempts at bending the truth probably did not ever fully work on Leo with Leo most likely aware that Raph wasn't being fully truthful with him in those moments.
Considering that Leo often picks up different traits from his family members it is possible that Leo saw Raph telling their brothers about trash monsters to get them to clean their room or saying training started earlier than it did to get them to show up on time & ended up with a conclusion of 'oh it's okay to twist the truth or lie to get people to do what you want & since Raph does it it's fine' which possibly led to Leo's face man persona & ability to talk his way out of things.
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biographydivider · 1 year
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Urgent Brother Business
A little gift for @somerandomdudelmao in return for their delightful Future AU, and for blessing us with Tiny Tello. I couldn’t get the image of him bossing gigantic, adult Leo around out of my head!
“So the Krang dogs were last spotted here,” April was saying, tapping at a map she’d laid out across the War Room table. “If we come around the perimeter this way, we should be able to use these ruins as cover to...”
She looked up from the carefully plotted attack plans at the ten recruits she’d assembled to go over strategy; none of which were even looking at the map. “Seriously, guys?” April huffed. “I don’t even have to turn around to see what y’all are gawking at...”
Behind her in the hallway, the Leader of the Resistance, The Greatest Ninja of All Time and the turtle who was meant to be leading this damn meeting was crawling across the  floor, barely holding in a laugh as a tiny, furious green pancake led him about by the tails of his mask.
“Well,” April deadpanned, arms folded, “I’ve turned around, and I see. Master Leonardo, you wanna get involved, here?”
“Can’t, April,” Leo said, pointing down at the turtle tot, who was scowling through his custom, handmade glasses at the world around him. “I’m double-booked. Take it up with Donnie.”
Donnie - the recent victim of a severe bout of anti-aging that seemed to be going around the base of late - growled reedily and tugged on Leo’s mask tails.
“Oop, we’re off again. See you next time, Commander. Recruits.”
“The sooner Mikey works out how to change him back,” April sighed, turning back to her map, “the better. Okay, can we at least try to focus, please?”
Leo had been basically useless to the resistance since Donnie got babified; following him around and basically doing whatever his little brother (emphasis on little) wanted him to do. That or picking Donnie up and gently squeezing him around the middle, just to hear him squeak. It was so darn cute!
“Where are we going, bud?” Leo asked, as Donnie led him through the base, his face a mask of adorable determination. “You wanna go bath? S’at it? You wanna swim? Oh, we’re going to the kitchen? I can getcha a cookie, just don’t tell Raph...oh.”
They’d stopped just in front of the counter that held the battered, dinged but somehow miraculously still functional coffee machine. It was Donnie’s pride and joy - he’d rescued it from a decimated Starbucks a month or two back, painted a Genius Brand logo on it and had made it work on salvaged coffee beans, evaporated milk and a dream.
Tiny Donnie looked up at it expectantly.
“Uh, bud?” Leo said, getting to his feet and rubbing the back of his neck guiltily. “I don’t think I can get you a coffee right now. You’re just a little guy, and I don’t know what all that caffeine will do to your sensitive lil’ tum-tum.”
Donnie looked from the machine to Leo and, assuming he simply hadn’t made himself understood, jabbed a tiny finger in the direction of the machine.
“D. Coffee’s not a good idea right now.”
Donnie grumbled and pointed all the harder.
“Nuh-uh. No way.”
The turtle tot’s eyes widened in scandalised betrayal - then narrowed as he hissed out something that was obviously a very bad word in Baby-ese.
“Woah, woah, you watch your mouth, mister.” Leo bent down to scoop up his brother. “You need a time out, buddy. Away from all this --”
An entire arsenal of purple nimpo weaponry materialised around Donnie.
“...temptation,” Leo finished weakly. “Eeuough boy.”
“Okay,” April was saying back in the War Room, having finally - finally! - wrangled back the recruits’ attention. “So this next part’s important. Escape plan; this back alley is vital, everyone memorise the co-ordinates --”
BOOM BOOM BANG POW SCREECH POP BOOM BANG BANG BANG BANG
As one, the recruits snapped their attention to the doorway, just as Leo sprinted past, shrieking in terrified laughter as Donnie - somewhere in the haze of purple light and firepower that surrounded him - followed in hot pursuit.
“Donnie no, Donnie stop it I’m sorry, Donatello stand down I’m still your commanding officer--AAAAAGH!!!”
A soft, resonant boom, followed by a cloud of purple smoke. April deflated, finally admitting defeat and rolling up her map.
“Doesn’t matter. Just...don’t worry about it, guys.”
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dandylovesturtles · 2 months
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More TMNT AU Comp propaganda! It's for 100 Feet and a World Away this time!
Today's special guest star is Raph from Empyrean Weeping by @cupcakeslushie ! Cupcake has been very kind to me since I joined the Rise fandom and her AU is just incredible! If you're somehow not already following it go check it out!
(I reference one of the later comics that may not line up with the timeline the boys are supposed to be at for the comp haha... but hopefully that's alright!)
This is the direct sequel to this ask that I answered yesterday (the 100ft part of it). Laxative pranks can actually be super dangerous and I am exploiting that for angst. ^^
cw: emeto (vomit); it's quick and not very graphic but it's there
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There's so many turtles crammed into this space and way too many of them look like his little brother. Trying to find Mikey is starting to feel like... what do the scientists say? A needle in hay? Something like that.
None of this is helping the panic that's spiking in Leo's chest. They've never been apart - not like this, not where Mikey is free to move and Leo has no way of knowing where he is or who he's with. Calling his name in this crowd doesn't help; the only thing he has going for him is his Mikey is the one not wearing an orange mask.
His Mikey is the one not- oh!
Leo's relief at finding him dies instantly when he sees the state his little brother is in.
Mikey's standing, but he has his arms curled tight around his stomach. He's swaying slightly on his feet, and when Leo gets closer he realizes that Mikey's lips are stained blue.
"Mikey!" he calls as he jogs up, putting his hands firmly on Mikey's shoulders. He's shaking, and Leo doesn't feel very stable himself. "Mikey, what's wrong? What happened?"
Mikey's glassy eyes finally find Leo's face, and the relief that washes over him is visible. Leo wishes he felt as good about the situation. "Leo... Mm." He swallows miserably. "Don't feel good."
"What hurts? Your stomach?"
"Mm-hm..."
"Are you going to throw up?"
"...Mm-hm."
Leo has no idea what to do about this. He and Mikey don't get sick very often, but when they do it's better to be sick in their enclosure so the scientists don't complain as much. But there's no enclosure here, and no scientists, just the big open space and crowds and crowds of people. He doesn't know what to do, or how to fix this, or what even caused this in the first place-
Mikey solves the immediate problem by turning his head and throwing up on the floor. There's various exclamations of disgust from the people around them, and they move away; at least it gives Leo and Mikey some space.
"Okay," says Leo, shifting to get out of the splash zone and rubbing at Mikey's shell. He knows how to comfort Mikey, even if his mind is still whirring over how to fix it. "That's alright, buddy. Get it out, okay?" Whatever it is.
"L-leo," Mikey whines, grabbing for him with one hand. "It h-hurts..."
"I know. I know, I'm sorry, I don't... the scientists aren't here to give you medicine, but..." But what? What is he going to do? Mikey's counting on him, but... "What happened? Did you eat something?"
"Mmm... some kind of dri-" Mikey cuts himself off with another heave, and Leo holds him through it. A drink? Someone gave him a drink that made him sick!?
Leo holds Mikey through the next wave of sickness, rubbing his shell and trying to school his thoughts into a plan of action. Normally at this point the scientists would examine Mikey for what caused the illness and then administer aid, but Leo doesn't know how to do that alone. Why didn't he pay more attention? Why hadn't he learned what to do?
"Leo!" he hears a familiar voice call. He looks up, wild-eyed and panicked, into the face of a very frazzled looking April.
"Oh, Mikey," she says when she draws level with them, reaching out to rub his arm. Leo feels a wave of bitterness when Mikey leans into it. "Poor thing... What happened?"
"He... he says he drank something, I don't know." Leo hates how little information he has. "I... I lost him in the crowd," he explains, leaving out how Mikey had run away from him.
"Drank something!?" April chews on her lip, then nods. "Okay, don't worry. I'm gonna handle this." She looks back at Leo. "I saw a med station before - I'll take him there. They've gotta have some anti-emetics."
Leo hadn't known about any of that, but April comes up with the answer so quickly. The inadequacy he feels is sharp.
"I can take him there," he says, even though he doesn't even know where he's going.
"No, I'll take him," April asserts, like she knows. "You guys all split off and now Raph's alone and he's getting agitated; I need you to go over there. Having one of you close will calm him down."
Leo feels a rush of panic, and he grips Mikey's arm. "You're taking him from me?"
"No, Leo, I am not," she says, firm. "I am not taking him from you. I'm taking him to the med station."
"Without me!"
"Because I need you to help Raph." She reaches her free hand for Leo, but he dodges. "I know you're scared right now," she says, and Leo scoffs, "but I can take care of Mikey, and you can take care of Raph. I need you to trust me."
Leo doesn't want to do this. Everything in him is screaming to not let Mikey out of his sight, not even for a second, not when he's sick, vulnerable, scared-
"Leo," comes a soft voice, and his eyes trail down to Mikey's face. Mikey is now fully leaning into April - Leo doesn't know when Mikey moved away. Leo doesn't know when he let go. "It's okay."
Leo doesn't want to do this. But Mikey's made his choice, and Leo doesn't know what to offer. April knows what to do and he doesn't. He's lost.
He looks at the human, and for once he bares his teeth. "If anything happens to him-"
"You'll kill me, I know," she says, and smiles as she does, fond. Like this is some kind of joke, and he suddenly feels a swell of aggression, like he wants to reach out and smack that smile right off her face-
It dies immediately, a rush of cold water down Leo's spine. He doesn't want to hurt anyone. He doesn't! Not even April, definitely not now. He just... He's...
I know you're scared right now.
April wraps her arm around Mikey's shoulders and says something to him that's too quiet for Leo to hear. Then she looks back.
"Raph's over there," she says, nodding. Leo can see him, standing up tall and sniffing the air; he's making distressed noises, looking around with his eyes that don't seem to see. Those around him are giving him concerned, wary looks, giving him a wide berth.
Leo takes a step in Raph's direction, then looks back at April, who gives him a relieved smile.
"Thank you, Leo," she says. "And if you see Donnie, tell him to stay put until I get back."
Then she leads Mikey away.
Leo watches until he can't see them anymore, then he goes to Raph.
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They're sitting against a wall now, Raph curled up on the ground and Leo sitting against his side. Raph has calmed down since Leo came to him, but he must be able to pick up on Leo's anxiety, because he doesn't sleep, just sniffs the air and thumps the floor rhythmically with his tail.
Leo doesn't do anything to soothe him, because that would require being soothed himself. And he can't calm down - his heart has been beating at double time since he found Mikey, and he doesn't think it's going to stop until Mikey is back and safe.
He pulls his legs closer to his chest, his foot tapping in time with Raph's thumping. Maybe he should be looking for Donnie, but he can't leave Raph, and he's not sure he wants to see Donnie and tell him what happened yet. About how completely useless he was in keeping their little brother safe. At least Raph doesn't fully understand...
His eyes burn, and he buries his face in his arms. He's not going to cry. He hasn't cried in years and he's not going to cry now.
He's not going to cry, he's not going to cry, he's not-
"Uh, hey."
He jerks his eyes up, glaring at the person who just spoke to him. Another Raph, this one wearing a red mask and wraps and walking and talking like a person. Like most of the Raphs here.
(Why can't his Raph be like those Raphs, he thinks, and then immediately feels even more guilty.)
The Raph raises a tentative hand, giving him a little wave. Leo sniffs, blinks away, the not-tears, and narrows his eyes.
"What do you want?"
"Woof, okay," says Raph, rubbing the back of his neck. "Probably should have expected that... Uh, I just, noticed you sitting here, and you seemed pretty upset, so-"
"I'm not upset," Leo snaps, and hopes his voice doesn't sound as hoarse to Raph as it does to him.
"Oh. Yeah. Guess you are," he says, and Leo huffs, forcing himself to straighten out so he looks as okay as he says he is. The Raph still isn't leaving. "So, my bros went to get snacks... Mind if I sit here while I wait for them to get back?"
Leo wants to tell him no, but that might give more evidence that he's not, in fact, okay, so instead Leo shrugs. What is it the scientists say?
"It's a free country."
Raph laughs. "Not sure we're even in a country anymore."
Leo shrugs again. He doesn't actually know what a country is, so it doesn't matter to him.
The Raph sits, right across from Leo with only a few feet between them. For a minute or two, it's silent, with only the sound of the other competitors in the arena, and Raph's incessant thumping. Even though Leo is trying to look chill and cool and unbothered, Raph is still picking up on his anxiety, which isn't helping the runaway beat of his heart.
"Sooo, where's the rest of your brothers?" asks Raph, ending the facade. And bringing them right back to the topic driving Leo crazy.
He goes for the easy answer. "No idea where Donnie is."
"Hah. Your Donnie has a tendency to run off, too, huh?"
"He can take care of himself," says Leo dismissively. He hopes that's where Raph drops it.
But of course he doesn't. Raph looks right at him as he asks, like he knows, "And your Mikey?"
Leo stiffens. Behind him, his Raph makes a distressed whining noise. His fear stink is sharp.
"...He got sick," Leo admits, and the words leave an acrid taste in his mouth. "The human took him to the med station."
Raph tilts his head at that, but he sounds sympathetic when he asks, "Is that what you're worried about?"
"I'm not-" Leo starts, too sharp, too worried, and what's the point of denying it now?
He sinks back, pulling his legs against his chest and burying his face away in his knees again, trying to breathe, trying to calm down. He doesn't want to fall apart here, in front of this guy who isn't his big brother, no matter how much he might wish...
There's shuffling, and then the sound of someone settling down closer. Raph makes a warning noise behind him, and the other Raph says, "Whoa, it's okay. I'm just checking on him."
The sound of sniffing, and then betrayal, as his Raph gives one chuff and settles back. Allowing the new Raph into their space.
"Want to talk about it?" he asks, and his voice is soft and easy.
And maybe it's because there's no point in denying, and maybe it's because Leo's heart is still so fast he can't sit still, and maybe it's because he just misses his big brother so much-
It all comes pouring out at once.
"I tried to warn him," Leo snaps, his head jerking up and his hands flying into wild gestures. "I told him, I told him, don't just eat whatever anyone gives you! And he acted like I was being mean, and he told me to leave him alone, and he ran away!"
"So you got in a fight," says Raph sympathetically. "And then he got sick?"
"I... I guess. He says he drank something, and I think that made him sick." Leo lightly scratches at his arms. His anger dies almost instantly when he thinks of how upset and pained Mikey looked, and he all he feels is the crushing guilt again. "It's not his fault. I'm supposed to look after him, and I... I didn't. I let something happen to him." He swallows, sinking in on himself again. "I wasn't there when I should have been."
Raph sighs, hunching in his own lap, and Leo peeks out at him from over his arm. He doesn't know exactly what he's waiting for - judgement, maybe, because that's all he deserves, and he doesn't mind if it comes from this stranger because it's not like anyone else will give it to him.
"You were looking for him, weren't you?" Raph gives him a crooked grin. "I saw you earlier, running around."
Leo nods, because that much is true, but he doesn't know why it matters.
"So you were doing what you could do," says Raph. "You were still looking out for him, even though he was throwing a tantrum."
"He wasn't throwing a tantrum," says Leo, rushing to defend Mikey, even though... he's still annoyed, maybe, a little, in the back of his mind. "He was just... he... it's not easy."
"It's not easy for you, either, is it?"
Leo shakes his head. "Doesn't matter. I'm the older brother, so it's my job to take care of him."
"Hm." Raph looks at him appraisingly. "Believe it or not, Raph knows a little something about the kind of guilt you're feeling."
"...If you say so," says Leo, because he doesn't know how anyone could.
"I do! Because... once, Raph lost his brothers, too. I... wasn't there for them when I should have been."
Leo feels surprise at that. This Raph isn't like his, not lost in the isolation of his own mind, but... he lost his brothers, too. Just like Leo did.
He uncurls, just a little, watching Raph cautiously. "Did they get hurt?"
"...Yeah. They got really hurt." Raph looks mournful, and Leo almost feels bad for asking. But before he can try to change the subject, Raph continues. "I can't help but feel like... I failed them. And like I didn't do enough to help them, when they needed it."
Leo rubs his palms over his arms. "Because you didn't know how?" he guesses.
"Yeah. I didn't."
"So... what do you do?" Leo uncurls the rest of the way, watching Raph closely. If there's some secret to this, he doesn't want to miss it. "When you feel guilty like that."
All Raph does is shrug, though. "Not much to do but to feel it." His lips twitch up, though, trying to look comforting, and despite himself Leo feels a little warm because of it. "But... someone else told me, leave the past to the ancestors, and worry about the future." Raph reaches out, and pats Leo lightly on the shoulder. "You couldn't stop Mikey from getting sick. But what can you do now?"
Leo thinks about that. What can he do now that Mikey is already sick?
"...There's... a silly song I sing when he's sad, or sick, or whatever," Leo suggests. "I didn't know the lyrics so I just made them up. It... always makes him laugh."
Raph grins big at that. "Okay. So you can sing that for him when you get back to him."
"Yeah. I guess I can."
"There you go." Raph gives him one more pat, then pulls his hand back.
"What if it's not enough, though?" Leo asks, because it doesn't feel like it would be.
Raph shakes his head. "If you're anything like my Leo, I know you're going to keep trying. You'll keep being there for Mikey, for all of them, no matter what happens. And that's enough. Even if it doesn't feel like it, it is."
Leo doesn't know how much he believes that, but... he notices his heart has finally calmed down to its normal rate.
Behind him, his Raph's tail has stopped thumping. With one contented chuff, he settles in to nap. Finally calmed down.
"...I hope so," he says, and Raph beams.
"By the way," he says, "when you said "human"... Did you mean April O'Neil?"
Leo can't help the face he makes. "Don't tell me she's a universal constant, too."
"Hah! Were you raised by Draxum, too?"
"...Who's Draxum?"
"Uh, he's... You know what? Forget Raph even asked..."
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April comes back half an hour later. Despite Raph saying he was only waiting for his brothers, he stays with Leo until then. They spend most of that time with Raph telling Leo all about Lou Jitsu, and Leo can't help but be a little excited to watch those movies when they get out.
Or, well. If they ever get out.
"Hey Leo, Raph," says April when she returns, "uh... other Raph."
"Hey!" Raph raises a hand. "You must be their April!"
"Yeah, I am! Nice to meet you."
Before they can get off on any small talk, Leo jumps to his feet, looking worriedly at April. "How's Mikey?" he asks, to get the conversation back on track.
"Oh, he's fine! We got him some medicine and now he just has to sleep it off."
Leo sighs in relief, settling back against his Raph again, who chuffs and snuffles in response. "Can we see him?"
"Yep. I was just coming to get you." She points her thumb back the way she came. "I'll take you and Raph, and then I'll try to figure out where Donnie wandered off to."
The other Raph gets to his feet. "If I see your Donnie, I can send him your way. What's he look like?"
"Uh, no fancy metal shell like the other softshell Donnies, no goggles, no mask," says April. "Acts like a feral gremlin."
"...Well, the lack of gear helps narrow it down," says Raph. "Raph'll tell him to find you if he sees him."
"Thanks, we appreciate it," says April, before turning her attention back to Leo. "Ready to go?"
"Yeah." Leo hurries to follow her, then hesitates and looks back. The other Raph is still standing there, watching them go, and he feels like he should at least say...
"Uh, thanks. And... good luck?"
"Oh, yeah." Raph grins. "Good luck to you guys, too!"
Leo gives him one last wave, then turns to follow April, his Raph on their heels.
"Soooo..." April smiles at him. "Looks like you made a friend, huh?"
Immediately, Leo feels his cheeks heat, and he turns away from her, arms crossed tight around his middle. "He was just bothering me, that's all."
"Uh huh," she says, like she doesn't believe him at all. She gives him a companionable nudge with her elbow that he hisses at, but all she does is laugh.
"Come on, grumpy shell. It's this way."
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Nice Eyes
2012 Raph x Reader
Takes place in the farmhouse arc
Summary: Raph's pretty confident that no one could ever genuinely like a weird mutant turtle. But when you catch wind of this, you're…not exactly in agreement.
Warnings: Light angst/self hatred. Mostly just fluff tho
Word count: 2.5k
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  “Smooth move, genius.” Said Raph, leaning against the doorframe. “It’s never gonna happen Donnie! We’re mutants! She’s a human, you’re a giant talking turtle!” he exclaimed, and Donnie glared at the ground. “The sooner you get used to it, the better.” 
  You raised an eyebrow, glancing into the room. “...Uh, guys, what, pray tell, is goin’ on here exactly?”
  Raph rolled his eyes. “Nothing. Dee’s just bugging April again.”
  Donnie crossed his arms, and you winced. “Aw, Dee…You okay?” you said, coming into the room to pat him on the shell reassuringly.
  “...Not really.” they muttered.
  “Aw Don, y’know what you need?” Raph grinned, hopping from foot to foot as he lightly punched Donnie’s plastron. “Huh? Huh? Buddy? Y’know what you need?”
  “...For you to leave?” Donnie said flatly.
  “Forest ninja training!” Raph beamed.
  “Uh…Raph, d’ya think I could talk to you real quick first, actually?” you said, glancing at Donnie’s sad slumped over figure.
  Raph’s animated jumping slowed. “It’ll be quick, right? ‘Cause these guys are rusty, and Donnie needs some stimulation!”
  Donnie gave a warbling whine that sounded suspiciously like “Nooooo…”, and Raph shot them a glare.
  “Really really quick, yeah.” you nodded, trying and failing to resist the smile on your face at Raph’s antics.
  “Alright, if we havta.” he relented. 
  “Rad.” you said, nodding towards the other room, and he reluctantly followed.
  “Lemme guess. I’m ‘not supposed to tell Donnie that they have no chance with April’.” Raph said tiredly as you left Donnie’s earshot.
  “Nah, that’s not what I was gonna say, actually. You may have been overly blunt about that, but if you hadn’t said something, I probably woulda.” you said, waving your hand dismissively. “I just wanted to remind ya that sayin’ stuff like ‘it’s because we’re mutants and no one’ll ever like us or whatever’ is only gonna hurt Don’ in the long run.”
  “Well…it’s true.” Raph mumbled. “No one ever… would like something like…my siblings and I. The quicker we all accept it, the less…sad Donnie moments there’ll be.”
  And as he stared at the ground, it hit you that Raphael probably believed that.
  Raphael who had only ever been able to believe that he was a freak just for existing the way he did. Raphael who had literally only made friends who weren’t scared of him in this past year. Raphael who had never ever gotten the chance to be a normal kid…
  Poor Raph. 
  “You dumbass, remember the first thing I said to you?” you said finally, your voice coming out harsher than you meant it to.
  Raph glanced up at you, a slight tinge of a darker green in his face. “Uh…you….said I have cool eyes.”
  “Yeah, I said you have gorgeous eyes.” you nodded. “The reason why April doesn’t like Don is simply because she doesn’t like Don. That happens. Plenty of other people probably do find him attractive, or at least will someday. So quit fucking up his already fragile self esteem.”
  “I’m not! They’re the one fucking up his own self esteem by throwing himself at April!” Raph argued, clenching his fists.
  “Yeah, you’re right. I don’t mean to sound like…preachy or something, I guess I’m just tryin’ to say that plenty of people probably do find you guys attractive.” you smiled.
  “Like who, (Y/N)?” Raph sighed.
  You shrugged. “Like I said, you have pretty eyes.”
  Raph blushed again, his tired expression softening. “...You….you really think so?” his voice came out quiet and a little…shyer than it usually did.
  You nodded, smiling.
  He stared at you for a second, and then gently set his arms around you, pulling you into a slightly awkward hug. You bent over a bit to hug him back, but by then he had already pulled away, blushing furiously.
  “Sorry- I- I swear I didn’t mean to, (Y/N)- I just…was surprised.” he grumbled, crossing his arms over his body protectively.
  You smiled good-naturedly and patted his shoulder. “Hey, it’s okay, dude! You’re allowed to hug me- welcome to, even. Now c’mon, you’ve got some forest ninja training to do, right?”
  “Yeah. Yeah!” his eyes lit up. “(Y/N), you should come! It’s different from training in the city!”
  “Ya think I’ll stand a chance at keeping up?” you said doubtfully.
  “Normally? No. But Mikey and Donnie haven’t trained since like….December, and you’ve been practicing.” Raph grinned. “Plus, you know the woods better than we do. Or…better than they do, at least, I’ve been practicing.” he added with a smug smirk.
  “Awesome.” you grinned.
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  Raph was trying and failing to get his siblings excited about forest training. But you, on the other hand, seemed hyped.
  Donnie groaned and leaned against a tree, Mikey tripped over a root and didn’t get back up while mumbling something like ‘Just let the vultures eat me’, Leo supervised from the hilltop, and you…you were standing in a fighting stance, hitting the makeshift punching bag Raph had set up.
  Even your stance was perfectly on point, with your right foot and right hand angled in front of your left, perfect for your left to lead the punch…you really had improved a ton in the time since he first met you. He felt himself grinning as you hit a line of quick punches.
  “What’s with the dopey grin, bro-bro?” Mikey said, and Raph jolted. 
  “Shut up!” he yelped, punching Mikey’s arm on instinct. 
  You glanced up, distracted by the commotion. “Angelo! You done pretending to die?”
  “Yeah, I got bored. Being dead is so boring.” Mikey sighed.
  “Oh yeah? What a surprise. It’s almost like lying on the ground being pathetic isn’t as fun as forest ninja training.” Raph scoffed. 
  “Okay, okay. We’ll train.” Mikey groaned. “Anything to stop bein’ so boooored.”
  “Yeah! That’s the spirit, Angelo!” you grinned, punching his arm.
  “Ow!” he squeaked, ripping his arm back.
  “Shit- sorry, I didn’t mean to hit that hard- are you okay?!” you panicked.
  “Yeah, just surprised is all! Dang! Since when do you know how to punch that hard?!” Mikey exclaimed.
  “Uh…since always.” you said.
  “Since I taught you.” Raph said, overlapping you. 
  You shot him a glare, and he held his hands up innocently. “Look I’m just sayin’-”
  “I’ll have you know my problem before was stamina , not power. ” you said, tossing your head, and Raph wasn’t sure if you were genuinely miffed or being purposefully overdramatic.
  “Yeah, but I taught you stamina.” Raph grinned. 
  “You can’t teach stamina, Raphael. What you did was bug me until I trained with you every other day for the past three-and-a-half months. ” you corrected, but you were smiling too, so Raph knew you were indeed being comically overdramatic.
  “But it helped, huh? I get results!” Raph said, and tried to use your shoulder as an armrest, but ultimately failed due to not being tall enough. Typical. He settled for leaning on a nearby tree instead.
  “Hm. Guess I can’t argue with that.” you relented, and proceeded to show off by using his shoulder as an armrest. ( Fuck people who were taller than him… )
  “Aw, you guys’ve been training without us?” Mikey cooed, leaning on Raph’s other shoulder. (What the hell?! Was Mikey taller than him now too?!)
  Raph shoved him off, but let you stay. “Yeah, and it’s paid off. The resta ya are rustier than the Titantic’s butt!” he grinned, using his sai to flip Mikey off.
  You snorted. “Well, to be fair, we’re not in the city anymore- they’re not used to the woods yet.”
  He grinned harder. “Exactly (Y/N)! This is a new environment!” he said, lunging at Mikey and Donnie, who both screamed and dove out of the way. 
  They both slammed into trees, and Raph continued his speech. “No buildings, no subways. Lots of trees!”  
  “Ugh, tell me about it.” Mikey grumbled, rubbing his head. 
  “I feel ya there.” you added, rubbing your own head, and Raph realized with a wave of embarrassment that you had fallen when he darted out at his siblings.
  “Oooh. Sorry (Y/N)” he winced.
  “It’s fine, it’s just grass. And tree roots. Ow!” you snarked. “S’okay though, I’ll just take some ibuprofen.” you added, more seriously this time.
  “Smooth move, Romeo.” Donnie said flatly from their spot on the ground as you walked away to get some pain meds from Leo. 
  Raph blushed. “I don’t- just- shut up! ” he snapped.
  “Ooh ooh, lemme guess! You were gonna say that you ‘don’t like (Y/N)’!” Mikey said, hopping onto his feet. “Y’know, like a liar!”
  Raph scowled. “Mikey, I really don’t. Besides, more importantly- (Y/N) doesn’t like me. So why would I even consider it?”
  “I heard (Y/N) say your eyes are preeeettty though…” Mikey said in a singsong voice. “‘Aw Raphie, your eyes are like the shiniest of algae’!” he added, pitching his voice up in a horrible impression of you. Raph shoved him.
  “You weren’t supposed to hear that!” he hissed. “And anyways, (Y/N) was just sayin’ that to be nice!” 
  “No I wasn’t, ya dolt!” you grinned, flicking his shell. “Get it through your thick skull, why don’tcha?”
   Uh-oh.
  Raph felt like his insides had turned into mush. He suddenly wished he could simply sink into the ground and never show his face ever again…
  “Hi (Y/N).” said Donnie with a smirk.
  “Hi Don…how’s the view from the ground?” you said, bending over to make proper eye contact with Donnie.
  Raph swallowed, feeling his heart slam against his chest. It was okay, things were okay, but they didn’t feel okay… Everything was wrong and too loud and you knew-
  “You okay Rafa?” you said, placing your hand on his shoulder.
  Raph forced himself to take a deep breath, and put his hand on top of yours. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine. These idiots just don’t know what they’re talking about.” he scoffed. You didn’t look convinced, with your eyebrows knit together and a worried frown on your face, but instead of pressing him on it, you said “Oh yeah? Sounds about right.”  
  Then you smirked, sticking your tongue out at Mikey, who gasped and held his hand over his heart dramatically.
  “Which is why we need to train, idiots.” Raph said, shaking his head. “Hey Fearless, what do you think?”
  Leo grinned, coming down the hill. “Hm… Turtle hunt. ”
   Well that he could work with! 
  “Turtle hunt.” Raph agreed, turning back to Donnie and Mikey.
  “ Turtle hunt?! ” they chorused, appalled. 
  “Ooh, fun. ” you beamed, hitting your fist into your palm with a loud SMACK .
  “You gonna join in, Leo?” Raph said hopefully.
  Leo nodded. “Yeah, I-” his smile faded as he tried to step forwards, wincing at his bad knee. “Ugh….Sorry. I guess I'm still not up to it. Enjoy your little hunt, guys.” he sighed.
  Raph nodded, trying not to think too hard about Leo’s injuries and how what if he didn’t get better what if Leo couldn’t be their leader what if Raph had to lead and got his family killed by freezing up in the face of the first bad guy they came across-
  “Dude!” yelled Mikey, snapping Raph out of his thoughts.
  “What do you mean by ‘turtle hunt’?” Donnie said nervously.
  Raph smiled. “You guys are gonna head into the forest. I'll give you a five minute head start, then (Y/N) and I hunt you down. If you can't stay hidden for at least an hour, you'll have to clean out the chicken coop.”
  “I was right, this will be fun.” you said, cracking your knuckles.
  “No way!”
  “Not the chicken coop, man!”
  “It smells like cheese fossils!”
  “It's got spiders so big, they play the banjo!” Donnie and Mikey protested, overlapping each other. 
  “We can't clean that thing!” Donnie said, crossing their arms.
  “Then get moving.” Raph grinned.
  And with that, his siblings both glanced at each other and ran into the woods.
  There was a beat of silence, and your smile faded. 
  “Hey, Rafa? You okay?” you said once Donnie and Mikey were solidly out of earshot.
  “Of course! What, do I seem not okay?!” Raph said, voice cracking.
  You gave him an unimpressed stare. 
  He glared back, crossing his arms. “I dunno what you’re on about, (Y/N).”
  You held your hands up. “Okay, okay, if you say so…I guess I just worry about you sometimes, Raph. You’ve been kinda off ever since the invasion. And I mean, that’s obviously understandable, what with…everything, but like…Well. It’s none of my business, but whatever it is that you’re goin’ through…we’ve got your back, you know?” you said, shrugging.
  Raph swallowed. You wouldn’t be saying that if you found out a freak like him liked you. Good lord he was as bad as Donnie…
   “Or shell, or whatever.” you continued.
  Heck, if you knew what he was ‘goin’ through’, you’d probably never want to talk to him ever again.
  But then again…you did like his eyes, right?
  Sure, but you were a human . You were only even friends with him in the first place because he’d saved you from the purple dragons months ago. The instant you found out he’d taken your kind words to heart was the instant when you’d make like basically every other human and run away screaming.
  After all, you were a human, and he was a giant talking turtle. The sooner he accepted it the better, like he’d told Donnie. 
  “Sure, (Y/N). Sure ya do.” he said finally.
  You laughed quietly. “You don’t believe me, huh? Raphael, when the hell are you gonna get it through your dumb brain that I like you? You’re my friend!”
  “No I’m not!” Raph snapped. “I’m just the mutant who saved your butt once and now ya wanna make up for it or something!”
  Your eyes narrowed. “I’m sorry, what? Dude! Do you think I’d be out here in the middle of nowhere sparring with you until my muscles feel like fucking jelly if I didn’t like spending time with you?! Do you think I’d constantly compliment you if I didn’t believe it? Do you think I’d care about how obviously weird you’re being if I didn’t care about your wellbeing? I don’t bloody wanna make up for anything, I wanna be around you! You specifically! I fucking love spending time with you Raphael!” you yelled.
  He felt his face burn, trying to come up with a response. “-Y-Yeah?!” 
  “Yeah!” you snapped.
  “Cool! Me too!” he yelled, glaring at you.
  You blinked, deflating. “...This is a really stupid conversation.”
  He nodded, facepalming. “...Yeah.”
  “Can we just agree that you’re my favorite person and I’m your favorite person and move along with our day?” you said, rubbing the back of your neck.
  Raph smiled, shaking his head. “ Please .”
  ( He was your favorite person?! Him ?! Raphael?! ) (He stifled a grin.)
  “C’mon, let’s hunt some turtles.” he said, reaching for his sai.
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Author's note: I'm not suuuper fond of this one honestly, but y'know what? That's okay, it's decent enough. I actually wrote this back in like May or June tbh, but I've only posted it to ao3- so I figured I might as well share it here too
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Another angst prompt, someone stop me from getting random ideas from crazy places.
17. Accident.
@that-0n3-shr00mi3-guy
@daboyau
Raph sits up in a panic. He puts his head in his hands to try to get a grip back on reality. The nightmares have mostly subsided, but every so often he gets one that leaves him unable to sleep for the rest of the night. Whenever this happens, he leaves his bed and goes to make sure the contents of the dream didn’t happen.
First, he goes to Mikey’s train car. Raph opens the door and sees him curled up in his hammock. A blanket is hanging off the side. He picks it up and wraps it around him. Mikey snuggles into it, making Raph smile before he leaves and shuts the door behind him.
Donnie is next. Raph makes doubly sure he’s not passed out somewhere in his lab before checking his room. He’s happily surprised to see him actually there for once. Raph closes the doors once and again and goes to Leo’s train car next.
His heart nearly stops at seeing the doors already open and the bed being empty.
He tears apart the room as if he’d find Leo under Jupiter Jim comics or a basketball. His brother shouldn’t be up about. The injuries he got are still healing. Raph’s brain finally starts working and he races off to check the other parts of their home.
Raph eventually gets to the living room where he sees glowing blue. Ever since that day, the one where he thought he allowed his brother to end his own life, he hasn’t been able to see it the same.
He’s unable to think about anything else when he sees the back of Leo’s arm and body partially sticking out. Raph grabs his wrist and pulls him back. The anxiety and stress he’s feeling gets to him.
“What are you’re doing!? Using portals again when you’re not even supposed to be out of bed!? Did you even think at all before you-!?” Something suddenly slams into his face.
He stumbles back, still not letting go of Leo. Raph uses his other hand to try to wipe it off. There’s….icing on it? Something crumbly….cake?
Raph looks back at Leo and immediately let’s go this time. His brother is trembling, badly. He’s clearly fighting back tears which means that Raph has messed up catastrophically. Leo only ever cries for two reasons, dramatic effect, and when he’s so upset he can’t control it.
Leo drops to his knees, eyes focused on the dropped pieces of food on the ground. The tears start coming. Raph’s heart shatters into a million pieces. Leo looks so fragile. It feels like he popped an orphan’s balloon then kicked his puppy for good measure.
Raph shakes off the rest of the cake on his face and kneels down.
“Hey, hey, it’s okay! I can get you another cake! A better cake! You want a blue one? One shaped like a basketball!?” He tries to reach out, only for Leo to flinch.
Raph’s world almost blurts when he realizes what might be going on. He grabbed him and yelled so suddenly, did he….did he think he was kraangified again?
Or maybe he could just never fully trust him again.
He’d always be scared
Raph didn’t mean to be so rough. It was an accident. He was just so scared and worried. He didn’t want to lose Leo again. Maybe he already did in a way, though.
Leo suddenly starts crying a lot harder.
“I-I’m sorry! I just….I just wanted to get you that cake…..it wasn’t for me….!”
Raph frowns deeply. He didn’t know he could feel so bad so very quickly. It’s painful.
“Why….were you getting me cake?”
Leo’s tears drench his gloves as he tries to wipe them with his fists.
“Your birthday was two weeks ago and nobody remembered because you were busy taking care of me! You didn’t even remember! It was your birthday!”
Raph blinks in surprise.
Everything has been so busy for so long he could hardly tell what day of the week it is, let alone the date.
“….Leo, buddy-“
“And now I can’t even get grabbed without it feeling like I’m going to die because I got smashed into a wall! I hurt you! I saw it in your eyes! You think I’m afraid of you when I’m just a coward!”
“Leo, you went through a lot, this isn’t your fault-“
“You only roughhouse with me! It was our thing! You already feel like I’m going to break! And now you’re going to be scared that I hate you! Blame you! When am I going to stop taking things from you!?” He sobs.
Raph takes the absolute most care he can to be as gentle as possible as he pulls Leo into a close hug.
“You don’t. You don’t take anything. You give me so much. You’re here. That’s all I need. I’d trade every birthday, all the wrestling, even my bears to have ya. That’s a promise.”
Leo clings to him and keeps sobbing until he passes out in Raph’s arms. Raph lifts him up, placing his head on his shoulder. He takes him with him back to his room and sits on the bed.
He knew that he wouldn’t be able to sleep. He knows that things wouldn’t magically be better in the morning. He knows that his legs will cramp up and that he won’t be able to move for a long time.
It doesn’t matter.
At all.
Leo’s there.
That’s more than enough.
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I think I’ve spent most of my night going through your blog, I love your writing so much! Do you think you could do kind of like a kink list for the boys on what they’re into overall? Either that or maybe something like what qualities they seek in an SO/if they have a type etc. Whichever you feel would be more interesting! Thank you :) ❤️
Oh my gosh that’s so incredibly sweet to tell me! I was opposed to masterlists for a while but I made one so it’s easier to find my stuff. And AND there will be more to come. Thank you love! This made my day. 🥰🥰🥰 Now then let’s get kinky! And this is LONG OMG I’m so sorry for everyone’s feeds! 😂 my boys are all pan too so, it should get interesting!
Leonardo
Boy blue loves his bondage. Not BDSM in general, but restraint as an art form. He practices kinbaku or shibari. He likes restraint so he can sexually tease his partner
Speaking of tease… nothing turns him on more than you flashing a little more skin or tracing your toes up his inner thigh beneath the dinner table then pulling away and paying him no mind
Tease and denial. Once you’ve caught his attention he will get even by the end of the night. Even if that means you can feel the heat from his breath against your soft petals yet he refrains from taking a taste
Male dominance. With a female he is the dominant one. With a male he’s not
Orgasm denial. Nothing gives him a bigger head than when he fucks your body into the abyss only to rip your orgasm from you just as you’re about to combust
Collaring. Should you present him with one ohhhh buddy. Hell chain you and pull back causing your neck to crane from behind
Wax play. Listen the man loves his candles. Dripping the heated wax on your bare lower back will have him soaring
His favorite fabric for you to wear is satin or silk
He loves anal, giving or receiving
Will not turn down a threesome as long as it’s your idea and you’re okay with it
His favorite position is any position which places you face to face with him
Raphael
Spanking and whipping. Nothing and I mean nothing gets his gears going better than seeing your ass ripple from a his firm slap
Rimming. This man lives to eat your ass and doesn’t mind his own eaten either
He will allow you to peg him (females) and prefers to be a top when with a male but will lower his inhibitions should it be the right person… he’ll receive anal
Oral sex and deep throating. Raph loves to part your petals with his tongue. He also enjoys taking a males cock down his throat just so he can prove that he is a soul snatcher
This is a man who likes his prostate milked or massaged and will do so for his partner as well
Loves cream pies. He has so much cum you’ll be drizzled with it
Prefers to go bareback. Let’s face it what condom on this green earth would fit him
Loves double penetration. His thick rod can feel the other object inserted inside of you
Squirting. Like I said prior… he’s a soul snatcher and nothing makes his cock harder than watching you spirt up his arm
It’s a no brainer that Raphael loves a good strip tease. His favorite material is leather or metal
Will squeeze your neck while fucking you silly sending you flying over the handle… quietly to
Favorite position is doggystyle. He likes to watch your ass bouncing against him
Donatello
Hide your sister, your momma, her sister and your grandma… this guy is a MASSIVE FREAK
Bondage. This man will strap you to a table by your wrists and ankles. He’ll sexually torture your nipples, clit or head and testicles
Slave training. Only when intimate does this normally mellow fellow need a touch of masochism. When with a male he’s a bottom therefore making him the sex slave
Spanking and whipping. He’ll tan those cheeks good and red then softly kiss the tender flesh sending your senses overboard
Anal, pegging, rimming, prostate massage and milking. Donnie knows that his back door is there for a reason and it’s not just to well you know
Electro sex, temperature play, wax play. Not only does he get off to your bodies reaction to stimuli, but he will jot it down in his notes
He also likes douching and enemas only if you’re comfortable. He likes to watch your abdomen fill with fluid and also he likes to work with a clean slate if you know what I mean
Squirting. THIS IS THIS MANS MIDDLE NAME. YOU MAY LOSE CONSCIOUSNESS
Donnie also likes snowblowing. If you don’t know what that is, google it
Oral sex and deepthroating. Donnie is a master at oral with his deep long neck and an equally long tongue. He can give head like a champ. However he tends to be a bit shy about you doing this too him. His length is nothing easy to swallow
His favorite materials for you to wear are latex, nylon or spandex
Has invented his own sex toys and several for you too
His favorite position is spooning from behind. With a male he would do a reach around
Mikey
Food play. Hide the syrup and the whip cream because baby boy is HUNGRY
Forced orgasm. Nothing turns him on more than to know he is in full control of your pleasure… and there’s nothing you can do about it
Spanking, paddling. Mikey won’t chap your ass but he does love the way it jiggles when he paddles you
Cream pies. This man will not only watch but want to taste. You’ll be cooing in a goopy mess in no time
Loves to go bareback because of how it feels. Not a fan of latex
Loves to give you money shots. His cum on your face is gold to him
Be prepared for lots of tickling, nipple play and clit or head play all whilst being restrained with fluffy handcuffs
Will masturbate in front of you or want you to do it so he can watch
Mikey likes strip teases in playful lingerie
His favorite materials for you to wear is metal or fur
Tentacle sex. He’s got several dildos with tons of lube waiting for you. He likes to watch the slippery appendage disappear into your cavity
Is not opposed to group sex especially if it’s with his brothers
Loves having sex in public. The risk of getting caught is just too thrilling to him.
His favorite position is woman on top. Doggystyle top for males.
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Fishing his cell phone from its pocket wedged under his shell, Raphael hit the speed dial for Mikey. The easiest way to check on him was just to call him after all. Especially since they had two additional bases now that he and Leo were taking turns manning for this rotation. That explained why Leo had been caught since the other three weren’t with him. But it didn’t explain why their alarms hadn’t been tripped. Unless Leo had been outside the base on patrol, like he sometimes did when he was restless.
Okay Mikey that’s five rings, pick up the phone-
“You’re speaking to the greatest turtle of all time, hero of the realms, Nexus Champion, Michael Angelo Spliterson.”
For once Mikey’s voice was a welcomed relief instead of a complete annoyance, and Raphael found himself smirking instead of wanting to throttle him. “I’m gonna beat you for that, bozo,” Raphael responded, more on reflex than an actual threat.
“Awww, but Raphy buddy, you’d actually have to win against me for once to do that,” Mikey shot back. Harmless banter at this point. Despite the hundreds of sparring matches they’d gotten into, Raphael still hadn’t managed to win against Mikey even once. But they had saved each other's lives often enough it no longer truly mattered.
“Well get over here then.”
“Uh, I’ll pass,” Mikey declined quickly. “Got the ole second base to watch over y’know. Can’t leave her on her own. What would Don say if I just abandon-”
“I mean it Mikey. Get over here, Leo’s been caught by Augustine,” Raphael interrupted, ton growing completely serious now.
“HUH-?!” Mikey’s outburst cracked over the speaker and made Raphael pull the phone away from his ear. “Whadda you-?? Start with that you-! I’ll be right there!”
The call ended with a beep before Raphael could give a retort, but he just sighed and lowered the phone to tap a different speed dial. They would need their usual backup for this one, and he also had some words to get out. Thankfully this time his call was answered on the second ring.
“Yo Raph, what’s up? Miss me that much?”
Casey. The one that had been with Leo on base sitting duty that night. “Say goodbye to your son, then get back to home base asap. I’m gonna kill you for losing my brother,” Raphael growled simply, then took his turn to end the call without a goodbye. It would be better to talk to both Mikey and Casey at the same time, in person.
Once both people were contacted Raphael slipped his phone back into its place and approached Don, raising a brow as he was mildly impressed once again by how fast his genius of a brother was manipulating his precious computer. Touch screens and a custom keyboard really sped up his process, as did state of the art equipment. Coming to stand at his shoulder, Raphael remained quiet, knowing Don would speak when he formulated his thoughts enough around what he’d found.
Sure enough, it was only minutes of watching screens flashing by incomprehensibly that Don started his report. “Interesting. I ran an analysis for interdimensional breeches, and there’s a significant outlier from the usual comings and goings of people like the Daimyo and the others we’re used to visiting.”
“So…….,” Raphael started, a request for Don to pause and let him catch up with his own thoughts. “Augustine succeeded in creating an interdimensional machine despite us having stolen what she needed for it?”
“Yes…. and no,” Don confirmed and denied. “It wasn’t stable. The bridge between dimensions was quick, and horribly uncalculated. Like a misfire from trying to modify a weapon. I think she was trying something else, and got more than she bargained for.”
“An accident,” Raphael reworded simply, then sighed. “Great. And we still don’t have enough evidence to get her locked up?”
“Not yet. But this might be a tipping point once we get it solved,” Don responded with a mirthless chuckle. If only it were that simple. Augustine was eccentric, and unstable, but apparently still too valuable for the EPF to be willing to let her go. “I’ve got a good guess where she’s hiding out now. Three of the signatures converge at one point, including the one that matches the readings I’ve remotely pulled from our third outpost. And the location is part of our list of potentials.”
“...Texas? Really?” Raphael complained, raising a brow when the location was singled out on the display.
“Yep. Texas.” Don nodded, then caught sight of an entry register on another screen and turned to meet the one who’d arrived.
“Guys! You gotta help me- I think Leo’s gone missing! You gotta help me find him.” Casey’s arrival to the home lair was announced via a stomping run as he shouted his distress, one of Leo’s swords in his hands. “He went off to do a patrol like he does, but then he didn’t come back, and then I went looking for him to come back here, but all I found was his sword thing, and he never leaves that laying around. I think he got snatched! Do you have a tracker or something on him?”
As Casey started to explain his side of the story, Raphael could only fold his arms as both he and Don stared blankly at their friend. It may have seemed like a weird ploy with ulterior motives, but after having spent so many years with the man they both knew that Casey wasn’t faking anything. He just apparently didn’t have two dots connected in his mind just yet.
“....Did you figure that all out before or after I called you?” Raphael asked simply, continuing to give Casey a dry look.
“What? Uhhhhh…… After-.... Ohhhhh,” Casey seemed confused at the apparent unrelated question. But Don and Raphael could swear they could see the dots in Casey’s mind clicking together as he remembered what Raphael had called about in the first place. “You guys already know. Heheh. Uhm….. So where we going?”
Don could only chuckle as Casey sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. Before he could answer Casey the room gained another body as Mikey came dashing in. “I’m here! Let’s go! Bags are packed! Are we flying or driving?” Mikey rushed, stopping to jog in place once he reached the landing the rest were on.
“Hold on, bro. We haven’t even gone over a plan yet,” Raphael chastised, though he couldn’t hold the amusement from his tone.
“You can debrief me on the plane. Or truck. Whichever. Time’s a wasting,” Mikey continued, still jogging in place. “Did you get to talk to him? Or get a picture? Bad guys love sending kidnapping pictures. Does he look- Oh!”
At the mention of a picture Don clicked a few keystrokes to change the view of the monitors back to the video they had received. Catching sight of it, Mikey abruptly stopped moving, turning to gape at the picture. “Woah….. Ohhhh no, the crazy lady grabbed some other poor mutant ninja turtles inste- wait- is that ME? Mini me? He’s so small. But the orange headband is my thing- ohhhhh we didn’t stop her, did we.”
Raph had to snort at Mikey’s reaction to seeing the other two mutant turtles that had been kidnapped along with their brother. Only then did he start moving to comply with Mikey’s earlier prompting to get going. “Accidental cross dimension kidnapping. Is what it looks like anyway. We won’t know for sure until we ask their names once we rescue them.”
“Alriiiight. Time to finally bash this lady’s head!” Casey cheered, rotating his arm with a fist and moving to follow Raph.
“Ah ah. Not you. People with kids under the age of ten are strictly on backup duty, remember? You stay here and keep an eye on April… and Master Splinter since I’m assuming he’ll be on babysitting duty again. Keep them and Junior out of trouble, alright?” Raphael countered, whipping around to poke Casey in the chest and push him back.
“Awwwww maaann. Really? That applies even for rescue missions?” Casey whined, though he didn’t seem too upset about it. He did get to stay with April and their son after all.
“It applies for all missions. Especially breaking into government bases,” Don confirmed, slinging his prepacked backpack over his shoulders. “I’ve already messaged April, she and Leatherhead will meet you here and infiltrate their systems to give us support. Make sure Master Splinter gets to bed on time too, will you?”
“Guhhhhh, finnnee. Just punch someone good for me, alright?” Casey relented, making a show of throwing his head back in a pout. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of your dad too. Just don’t take too long.”
“We’ll be back before you know it,” Raphael assured. “You better not eat all the nachos,” he added as a warning, pointing a finger at Casey as he and the others left the raised terrace.
“Stealth plane Mikey. We’re headed to Texas,” Don directed, taking the lead to their underground hangar.
“Texas?” Mikey repeated, pausing verbally to consider a thought. “You think we can grab any kolaches while we're there?”
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03 Mikey is just fine X'D He's just at a different, smaller base.
by the way, the 03 boys are in their 30s for this, if it wasn't apparent from them being scarred up and having more armor and stuff X'D
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HEY WHB FAM HOW WE DOIN???? New Update coming our way December 20th and BOY HOWDY IS THIS FUCKING EXCITING SHIT. First...3 new L cards, all our seraphim boys (drools at Raphael's card) and I literally shook when I saw they are wearing fucking chastity cages (iirc that's what they're called I used to sell them at an old job) and I'm just here like....OUR ANGEL BOYS WEARING THIS DELICIOUS ASS CAGE???? I'd have so much fun with Raphael because he has a ball gag and he's drooling up a storm fuccckkk. But let's talk about how they'll be obtained. Chance up banner, only for Michael and Raph and Gabe can only be obtained by playing the newest unlocked level in Dark Sanct. "Nightmare Dungeon" And we get new characters??? Cherbiums??? And they're hot too???? HELPPP Guys...I can't do this, I am crawling. And then this happened....the announcement of uncensored content for our Erolabs folks (though unfortunately, I don't think any of that will be allowed on tumblr for us to see....so I'll just have to make a buddy who has erolabs and scream about it on here with cropped/heavily censored pics) Did you fucking peep Lucifer spread out
and his cock
is out
and it's fucking massive
it's just that he has it out there, and we're in the fucking horse stables???? LIKE LUCI PLEASE
I wanna pull for Raph but when shit like this is put in my face I can't help but cream and screm for my blonde haired fallen angel I want him to bite on me while I struggle to suck his cock, I want to cry for him like the pathetic little person I am while he praises me for taking the pain I AM NOT OKAY The fact that I saw this and forgot about everything else in the update really goes to show how down bad I am. 10 toes down bad.
I'm hoping I find the image floating around so I can keep it in my folder down bad.
But best believe I'm about to be on my angel arc and bullshit, so for the next couple days yeah I'm trucking through these requests so I can be fucking ready. The angel headcanons are about to fly even harder than before. *crying that I do have the EROLABS version, it's just that I am so far behind on catching up on it because yeah playing two different platforms f2p is ass and not possible without trying to spend a bit of cash....so yeah RIP to me on seeing uncensored content for my own eyes*
OH AND Chapter 5 is being released in January so we get to see what happens to MC! *side-eyeing Levi so hard rn* And that little Minhyeok mini-game? Our bestie is coming back slowly ^^ That's all for me ranting on this post....I need to stare at Luci some more. A lot more. goddamn that thang is huge
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acutiewithagun · 10 months
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Okay :)
How about platonic yan rottmnt where the turtles have all become delusional and believe m/c is their sibling, even though m/c is a human. I’d imagine them using the excuse of m/c ‘being mutated wrong in Draxum’s lab’ to back their point up and not accepting anything that disproves their delusions. Oh yeah, and they kidnap m/c. Could you make this request a long one, too?
(Oh buddy, you have no idea what you've done.)
Blood isn't skin deep
You pulled your knees to your chest as you glared at the wall beside you. It wasn't fair, where did everything go wrong!? You didn't get to expand upon that thought when Mikey happily barged into the room. "Hey sib, brought you lunch, Leo and Raph were talking about doing a family day soon." You refused to look away from the blank wall. But you heard him place something in front of you, just out of reach. "Any ideas on what you wanna do? I'll send a message if you want me to." Once this act could have fooled you, but not after so long. The room was silent as neither of you talked.
It was deafening with the tension. You wanted nothing more than to bolt out of the cursed room and make your way to freedom. But knowing these mutants you thought were your friends, someone or something will stop you the moment you try.
"I'm not your sibling, I have completely different parents than you. Heck, I'm human for crying out loud. There isn't any way I could be related to any of you." Mikey looked at you with an understanding grin and laughed. "Of course you're my sibling, you just aren't remembering correctly." You glared at him and mentally kicked yourself for the way you were acting. It has been months like this, the denial and attempted manipulation.
"No, I remember everything correctly. You are just refusing to admit it. You were a great friend, why did these delusions have to change that?" You were pleading at this point as you stretched over and pushed the tray of food further out of reach. He frowned and pushed the food back towards you. "Those people just found you after the explosion. You were then raised as human, most likely by a cloaking spell or something. But Donnie is working hard to change you back to normal."
You fisted the fabric of your shirt and turned away from Mikey. "Don't bother, I was born human, I'll stay human." Mikey seemed a bit frustrated he wasn't getting through to you as he abruptly stood up. "No you weren't, but I should get going. Leo will come by later to check up on you. Oh, and please eat the food I brought you, I wouldn't want you to be hungry." He gave your head a few light pats before walking out of the room.
You eyed the food, then the door. It was unlocked, you knew it was. They left it unlocked to give their delusions of you willingly being there some more reassurance. But the moment you tried to leave without any of the turtle brothers, a mechanical arm would materialize and force you back.
There was a button on the wall by the door you could press if you needed to use the bathroom and it would allow you out for exactly ten minutes. But if you weren't back in the room when that time was up, all four nights would hunt you down and bring you back.
You eyed the food again and pushed it away with your foot. You then went back to staring at that blank wall while coming up with escape plans. They took the clock out of the room after three months because they found out you would count how many days you were stuck there. Unpleased with how it seemed you were counting the days until you could leave, they took away the only source of knowledge of time.
Unfortunately for them, you kept track of days by the cycle of food brought to you. One of the best escape plans you had currently would only work if you could convince at least one of them you weren't their sibling. But they all fed into each other's delusions, so fat chance.
"Whatcha thinkin' about?" You flinched from the sudden pur to your ear, which in turn, earns a laugh from the red eared slider. "Chill, just me, your most amazing brother in the world." You scoff and bat a hand at him, which he easily dodged. "Not my brother, so stop doing that."
He let out a soft chuckle and rubbed your head with a hand as he towered over your sitting form. "Still can't accept the truth? You became our sibling the moment we all got mutated. You were just too young to remember and got snatched up by those awful people." You glare at the turtle and stand up. "No, I was your fake sibling the day you decided it was so. I seriously have all the legal documents to prove I'm not your sibling."
He clicked his tongue with a smirk. "All forged, Donnie said so." "Speaking of which is here with news for the family. Alas, our precious sibling will have to stay here." You both turn towards the door and spot Donnie. He gestures for Leo to leave, which the slider complies with.
The door shuts behind them and you sit back on the floor nervously. The last time Donnie had news for the family, all the doors had new, special locks that everyone but you knew how to unlock.
Your stomach growled with hunger as your eyes land on the now cold food. Hunger strikes didn't work, but you could normally get away with not eating one meal a day. Just something about the food threw you off, you figured Mikey might have done something to it.
After a few minutes of just sitting around Raph entered the room with his classic soft, toothy smile. "Heya bud, Don needs ya to go to his lab, want me to walk you there?" No matter how many times he acted like he was giving a suggestion, you knew it was an order. So you nodded and got up, walking over to the door where he stood. "You didn't eat your lunch."
He escorts you out of the room and you both start walking together. "Wasn't hungry." He gave a worried nod as he put his hand on your back to get you to hurry your speed. "Well make sure to eat next time, wouldn't want ya to get sick."
Now it was your turn to nod as the pair of you entered Donnie's lab. You notice the genius at a table, two jars sat on it as he hovered over them. You looked up at Ralph as he gave you a reassuring grin and pushed you further in. "Hey Donnie, I brought em', just like you asked."
You watched as the shift shell straightened up quickly and smiled in your direction. "Absolutely splendid, if you could Raphala, assist them in sitting in that chair." He pointed to a chair beside the table as Raph nodded tightly.
"What's going on?" Your nervousness started rising as you were pushed over to where Donnie had instructed his brother to bring you. "Oh, nothing too big, we are just solidifying our bond as siblings. It's no big deal." You were sat on the chair as Raph held onto your shoulders. "Solidify or bond as siblings? We aren't related in any way, I'm human, you're mutant ninja turtles."
"Scoff, that's why this is necessary. We are just going to help your true form to return." Donnie grabbed one of the jars and looked at it. Raph smiled as his brother started rambling about the process. "You can leave Raph, it makes the surprise better." With a nod Raph leaves the room as Donnie hands you the jar with a turtle inside.
He hummed and walked back over to the table. "Do me a favor and hold that turtle." You hesitantly and carefully hold the adorable turtle out of the jar. "What is going on?" He looked at you over his shoulder as he grabbed the second jar.
"Well according to my calculations this would be the most effective way to go about this operation. It's the safest and least painful way, not to say it isn't painful." He walked behind you as you held the turtle cautiously. "Operation? What is going to happen? And what do you mean painful?"
Donnie sighed and you could hear a kid being removed from the jar he was holding. "Well you didn't eat the food dear Mikey made, so unfortunately for you, this will hurt quite a bit."
"But not to worry, soon you won't ever have to go back to your old life. And precautions will be lighter." You felt a jab of something sharp on your neck as you writhed in pain. He took the turtle from your hands as you released it from your grasp.
You fell to the floor in utter pain and agony as he gently caressed your head with his mechanical arms that stemmed from his battle shell. "Just like us once again, how exciting for you."
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When nerds come together…
Summary: April finally introduces her “normal” friend. Although, she’ll have to redefine her definition of “normal”.
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When Donnie first met you, he had his doubts. Apil introduced you as her "normal" friend. But this was April. "Normal" for her was in the 0.0001 percentile. Not impossible, but you might as well have thought it was. You, being introduced as such, was within reason of suspicion. In his initial observations, you were shy and borderline introverted. It was evident with you hiding behind April as you greeted them all. You spoke with so much uncertainty that you even stammered. To put it simply, Othello Von Ryan was not impressed.
"You're going to get along great," she said. "You both have so much in common," she also said. You told April prior that this wasn't going to work out. Not because of this whole...situation. Okay, so maybe a little. Luckily, she briefed you a week before heading down to the lair. But it was mainly because of who you were as a person. You weren't exactly a people person. You often find them loud and messy, and even illogical. For example, pineapple on pizza. An abomination of the truest kind. It's for reasons like this that you preferred being cooped up in your laboratory. It's quiet, spotless, and promotes a higher level of thinking. Hence, the creation of your darlings. Beautiful works of art made from metal, programming, and a boatload of caffeine.
Of course, being a genius, people aren't fans of you as much as you are of them. The teasing, you could handle. After all, you had an armada of anti-bullying technology made by yours truly. It was the social interactions that got to you, i.e., April. Who somehow barged into your life. She found you working on your tech in the library once, and ever since, she has been your self-proclaimed best friend. She mentioned her turtle buddies only recently. When she walked into the same place, and saw you tinkering with your oozequito tracking goggles. She knew she had to introduce you. Particularly to a certain purple-clad turtle genius. Of course, you wouldn't say yes immediately. But after saying the words “mystic” and “mutant” in the same sentence, she had your attention. So that's how you found yourself here, in the NY sewers. Being scrutinized by four color-coded mutant turtles with epic ninja skills.
Mikey, being the overly-friendly orange turtle, hugged you in greeting before asking you for your pizza preference. A large Cheesy Supreme. Leo was next, laying on the charm thick. The cringe was real. Raph went third. The eldest, the leader, and whose mission plans always start and end with punching like a boss. And lastly, and somewhat reluctantly, was Donnie. Eyeing you over with his goggles, rather than offering his hand to shake like a normal person, a robotic one popped out of his battle shell instead. Carefully, you shook it, admiring the intricacy and sophistication of the details of the automaton.
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"Is this t-titanium grade 4 alloy?"
The words came out of your mouth before you could stop them. April, quite desperately too, wanted you to be friends with her...teenage mutant ninja turtle gang. And, from experience, nobody like a smartypants. You were definitely not making a great first impression. But at least you tried. It's the effort that matters, right? You could feel the beads of sweat rolling down your back and, most likely, drenching your shirt. When he replied, it definitely wasn't what you expected him to say.
"Well, of course! Only a miscreant would use anything but the best quality!"
He isn't going to laugh at me? Or look at me weirdly? Could this turtle, in all of his purple glory...be a nerd? Description-wise, April had only revealed that “you two would get along” and refused to clarify any further. There is only one way to put a theory to the test.
"You know, i-if you used uranium as an e-energy source, you could level up these darlings b-big time."
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You saying nerdy stuff? Donnie definitely didn't expect that. You didn't look the type. And, not to be judgmental, but you didn't seem the type. But you were. And you understood his sentiments exactly. He couldn't help the excitement that bubbled up inside him.
"I know, right?! Think of all the upgrades I could do with even just an iota of uranium! I would be unstoppable! But sadly, papa rat won't let me have some.”
Donnie got a good tail slap to the back of the head for that. Feeling a bit more comfortable now, especially with the science talk, you bravely continued. A smile slowly starting to spread on your face.
"What if you had more than an iota of uranium?"
At this, April’s head did a 160 from something Leo had said to you.
"Wait a minute, didn't you say that your nuclear stable thingy was in beta? Which, you so thoroughly said, meant that it was 'Off Limits'."
Pulling up air quotations as she quotes you saying the same thing to her no more than a week ago when she bugged you about your oozequito goggles. Smugly, you smiled at your best friend as you reached into your bag and pulled out the glowing device.
"You mean my beautiful portable nuclear stabilizer? Yes, yes it was. 'Til now. "
"You brought uranium to the lair?!"
"No, I brought uranium to the school, April. Which ended with you dragging me here before I could stow it away in a safer location. A.K.A., my lab."
You hear the gasp of horror behind you as you turn to face Donnie once more. The device in your hand had an ominous green glow that eerily illuminated his face. It was quite beautiful. The turtle in question had stars in his eyes with how excited he was. He made gimme-gimme hands before coming to some sort of realization at the last minute. Taking a deep breath, he recomposed himself.
"You're just going to hand me the uranium? That sounds suspect. What's the catch?”
The small shy smile that had adorned your face before spread wide. Almost menacingly.
"As I said, uranium is a wonderful energy source. If I am to give you some of mine, it must be for a worthwhile cause. So, I want to be co-creator. From frame, to wiring, to programming, alpha, beta, and testing. Think of it as means of securing my investment."
“And if I decline your conditions?”
“Then prepare to say your sweet farewell.”
"I see. Begrudgingly, I accept. However, I will have to demand that you keep my lab as prestine as possible."
With a gleaming and potentially dangerous device in hand, you marched alongside the turtle as he led you toward his beloved laboratory. The other five, completely forgotten and left out of the conversation, looked at you two in confusion.
"What just happened?"
"I think Donnie just made a new friend!"
"Ugh, April! You said that this one was normal!"
 ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄P.S. School has been so hectic lately (°▽°) I haven’t written anything almost 2 weeks. Here is some platonic? Rise!Donnie x reader. Might make a more romantic part 2 if y’all like this. And again, thank you so much for all the love my stories have been getting! Please enjoy!
P.P.S. The gif isn’t mine
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hermit-searching · 21 days
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You're trying to tell me the 87 turtles wouldn't purposefully start trolling the 12 turtles about how they can't tell them apart? You're really trying to tell me they would just make fun of those belt buckles?
No, the interaction would have been way different if ppl knew how to be funny.
12 Raph: okay but seriously what's with the initials on your belts?
Michelangelo: oh it's mondo bizarro dude. we need to, like, wear the buckles in case any far out shenanigans happen and our bandana colours switch for a minute. it's like for safety, and because we don't want kids to think our lil dude Raphael is scary and violent....no offense
12 Raph: uh???? offense taken? and that doesn't explain anything?
Raphael: yeah buddy just go with it. it wasn't our decision to look identical.
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Raphael walking in the room wearing Michelangelo's bandana, holding Leonardo's swords: okay wise guy. which one am I?
12 Donnie: I.......I don't know 😭
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Leonardo wearing Donatello's bandana and holding Raphael's said: this one should be totally easier for you, right dudes?
12 Leo: n-no??
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Michelangelo in Leonardo's bandana and holding Donatello's bo staff: oh come on, you're a couple a smart turtles. shouldn't this be a walk in the park? how aren't you getting it?
12 Raph: please stop. my brain hurts so badly
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Donatello walking in the room to the 12 turtles on the ground, near tears, holding Michelangelo's nunchucks, and wearing Raphael's bandana: okay guys that's enough, this isn't fair to our fellow turtles. where's your honor?
12 Mikey: *bursts into tears*
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