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marwhoa · 9 months

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request: Musician Reader who has a concert in some soon time (maybe in a month or even could be less than a month)

And is stressed about it because not only the concert is coming near and it feels like every practice time, something would go wrong (maybe keep messing up part of the piece or feels like they dont have enough time?) Especially since the concert is the reader's and (insert turtle's) anniversary and didnt want to mess things up (also to make it more special reader composed a song for the anniv!) But at the end reader managed and played it in the concert as (insert turtle) watch them play the song! (Ofc hidden because ya know.. mutant whole situation lol)

🝮 “ mikey & the rose burns ”

rise!mikey x rockstar!g/n

author’s note: i totally wasn’t listening to “pov: you’re at a concert” YouTube playlists, just in case you were wondering? while i was editing the format to post this, the font size suddenly became large asf so i hope this posts normal 💀 (help me)

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As your hands fiddled with your guitar’s tuning heads, the nervous buzz coursing through your very soul could hardly be brushed aside. There was a performance quickly approaching, and the stakes were higher than ever. It was your first gig in a much bigger stage, which meant this was going to pull an even bigger audience than any shoddy underground basement bar could ever draw in.

Not only that, but this concert had sunk its teeth straight into you and your boyfriend’s anniversary date.

So, to say that you were a tad bit stressed by the heat set for this show? Well, now that would be a gross under-statement.

“ Damn it, try it again, Y/N, you missed your cue, scatterbrain! “

“ Ah, sorry Missy. “

You winced at your drummist’s outburst, tuning back into the present training session. There was only a few weeks left until this performance, and you needed to get it squared away. Missy huffed, ticking away on the drums as she cocked her head towards the band’s bassist, Jonah. You three were a ragtag crew, brought together by your producer after he felt you all would sound better together, rather than separate.

Fortunately for them, your vocals and lyricism skills were top notch, and being a lead guitarist who could sing? Well, that was just the common assumption, so it’s a good thing you nail both tasks, right?

Or well, you did. Until these mock sessions.

Each practice brought with it a set of problems, be it the strings of Jonah’s bass snapping last week, or Missy’s drumming being off key the first week, something had gone wrong. Now it was your turn, with poor timing and absentminded moments, it couldn’t have been a worse cocktail of trouble to give you cold feet.

“ Hey guys, I brought—whoa! You guys look horrible! Break time? “

The best part of it all was your adoring boyfriend dropping in on practice for whatever reasons he had in mind. Jonah and Missy were down-to-earth enough that Mikey’s… “ appearance ” was just another Tuesday to them, especially when he brought his amazing home cooked meals by.

“ Whoa Mikey, is that a pork risotto!? Haven’t you been spending months to perfect this? ”

Jonah collapsed at the table, inhaling the delicious aroma deeply as Missy sat just as roughly, practically salivating.

“ Jeez, Y/N, I’m so jealous that you get to experience culinary genius whenever you want! ”

“ What? No way, he’s my boyfriend, not my chef. I cook for myself a lot! “

Puffing out your chest, you feigned a playful air of “ insulted beyond belief!” and happily dug in to the bowl Mikey placed in front of you. He placed a kiss on your forehead before turning his gaze to everyone’s instruments.

“ Is practice running any smoother, guys? ”

He asked, jumping back a bit as he turned around to see everyone’s dulled spirits.

“ Ah man, Mikey, it’s… Well, it’s going, I guess. “

You sighed out, chomping a bite of the more-than-delightful array expanding out in your mouth. Flavors bounded across your tongue in an all-too-inspiring fashion. This happened to be just the light to ignite in your chest to get through this practice.

The night carried on with higher spirits, as it started to finally turn up. Mikey lingered, taking on the role of “ Personal Hype Man ”, which served to be just the buzz you all needed to wipe away some of the stress of the night.

Although, there was one song you all were keeping hidden from Mikey. It was going to be the “ bang! ” of the concert, a group-written song filled with everyone’s emotions. Consider it a thank-you letter, addressed to Mikey personally—with a teensy love letter tucked in, a solo verse written by your heart alone. Since the performance clouded any chance of a sweet anniversary date, your bandmates got the bright idea to make the concert the date! And they both had more than enough thanks to give to your boyfriend to begin with.

I mean, he boosted morale so much more than y’all’s shifty producer, from his warm meals to the refreshments all the way up to the hype man parts. If it weren’t for him, there may have been a longer road of fear and stress leading up to this gig.

So, you all grit your teeth and powered through mistakes, each trying to make your next practice better than the last. Each replay of the lyrics, strings, and the music left the band invigorated, hardly able to sleep at night, and much too excited for the upcoming night.

With all that preparation, the only thing buzzing through each of y’all as the room stirred with anticipation was straight, pure, and raw confidence.

“ Thank you for coming tonight—let me hear y’all give a great big yell for the Rose Burns! “

You leaned back from the mic, grinning wildly as your eyes cascaded across the sea of fans screaming out for y’all to play. One deep breath later and you all set off, playing through song to song. Under the stage lights, beads of sweat rolled down your head, but there wasn’t a care in the world as you all carried each lyric and note through with perfection. The fear chilling each practice was no where to be seen, and no mistakes sunk their teeth into any verse.

Heavy boots stomped to the beats, both on stage and from the fans before you. Lyrics slid from you and your mates’ lips like venom, bitter yet irresistible, and the music was enough to make even the shyest listener hear tonight jump and scream.

Cries from the crowd—some singing along, others cheering and dancing—pumped the band even further. As everything snowballed even bigger, your eyes finally landed upon the one you loved the most, up along the ceiling, perched along the building’s iron beams. Mikey could be seen bouncing along to each song as if he himself had written them. As a fan from one of your first solo gigs, you may have been insulted if he didn’t know every word. Well, to all but one of your songs. This one was a surprise.

“ This next song will be the last for the night, and is dedicated to a special someone in the crowd today. ”

You winked, watching the audience exchange glances as if looking for the special someone they’d never find. Pick in hand, you shook off the nervous jitters, exchanged glances with your mates, and yelled out a big “ let’s go ! “

Music filled the room, vibrating the floors, chairs, reverberating through the soles of the moving crowd. Not a single person was still nor quiet, as the room filled with the experience of loud, shared energy. This was an experience to go down in your memory, and you hoped that it would become a song that Mikey put on repeat.

Energy surged through the song, enlivening the room as Mikey regularly did. Notes bounding around the area’s walls with the very same fire he did everything with. Warmth filled the room, embodying those delicious moments at the table, and the crescendos of the music had everyone on their tippy-toes as it spilled into your solo.

Your voice wavered, standing strong as it was left to its self. Jonah and Missy’s instruments paled in the presence of your words, all spearing Mikey perfectly through the heart. Its message blanketed the audience, yet lovingly suffocated its receiver, straight until the last note. The words roared and filled the air, captivating with a tinge of longing that pushed you further.

The song’s end was one so impactful and subtle that the cheers and applause skipped for a second until roars bombarded the stage. Everyone poured their soul into tonight, and the energy of the crowd was evidence enough of its success.

“ Good night, New York! ”

All three of y’all beamed into your mics, laughing at some of the random remarks thrown from the audience. As the curtains drew, you caught sight of an orange blur that surely would meet you backstage.

First to the back, you were met by affectionate hands scooping you up into a tight embrace. Your back met the wall, and without warning your boyfriend’s lips met yours.

“ You were—that was, amazing! ”

Out of breath, Mikey’s hands cupped your cheeks roughly as he placed more and more kisses on your face and lips, up until you were both unraveling with laughter.

“ Hey, hey, lovebirds, leave that for your backstage rooms! ”

Missy and Jonah teased, dragging you both away with cacophonous laughter. Tonight had been a hit, and the future would only prove to bring even more packed nights.

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yanteetle · 7 months

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May i request for ummmmm more yandere Mikey?? I just love him sm, and i just love your art soooo much!

"i dunno, He's nice and all... but there's something off about him. I can feel it.."

Let's be real, y/n was bound to talk about Mikey's weird behavior at some point. Let's only hope his eavesdropping doesn't result in any more bloodshed than necessary…

I tried to make it look creepy. Kinda failed at that, but it was a fun drawing to work on in the end! I want to work on more stalker-themed drawings in the future, they're surprisingly energizing to work on! It was kind of a challenge working on the lighting for this one, but I made it work.. Somewhat. If someone wants to take this and add some color and extra life to it, feel free!

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t0ta11y-n0t-cup1d · 5 months

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You’ve showed in a few of your drabbles and fics the boys’ more instinctive behaviors when it comes to the people they like (like Leo with his tapping/claw fluttering). Do you think you could tell us a bit more about how you think each of the boys act differently around the person they like due to their instincts and more “turtle-like” behavior? I think it’s super cute and cool that you try to incorporate those traits into your fics! I’d love to see more of it 💞💞💞

Instinct

꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡ ;; small habits that you've picked up from the turtles

taglist ;; @apostlephobe

req ;; yes/no

gn reader—they/them prns

warnings ;; swearing

raph ;;

— not just because he's an alligator snapping turtle, but i think he would display a lot of cuteness/affectionate aggression!!

— i.e. playful bites, playfighting (very, VERY careful playfighting. he is a big boy and can crush you easily.)

— he deffo chirps and churrs, but it's absolutely the deepest out of the brothers. like it's SCARY how deep his churrs can get.

— on the topic of sounds, he deffo makes like dog-whining sounds when he's upset :( like the high-pitched ones (he makes them whenever he's really REALLY worried or just upset)

— big tail go whoosh. mostly sways when he's nervous/happy!!!! he loves u but stay back when he's REALLY happy mans can knock you into your feet by accident :(

— do not the tail unless u tell him first + get permission. easy way to death is to touch his tail without asking bc his first reaction will be to swing it HARD (not intentionally) and it WILL give you a concussion.

leo ;;

— prone to chirping. that's it. loves to chatter and prattle on, especially about how much he loves you, and will only ever stop if you give him kisses + affection, and will do so with soft chirps <3

— ALSO CHURRS!! but gets embarrassed about it and tries to do it in private/ when only you are around (p.s. he churrs almost all the time when y'all r alone)

— like mentioned in the post, he flutters and taps his claws!! this one is more instinctive so he gets HELLA embarrassed when y'all r doing whatever and his hands go to your face and gently tap or wiggle against your cheeks

— (melts if you do it back to him)

— y'all seen those photos of red-eared sliders riding on top of softshells?? yeah that but you. he will LAY ON YOU any chance he gets homeboy loves to cuddle

— his tail isn't as big as raph's, but deffo is as expressive, it wags alot, mostly when he's happy,, but like his churrs, he normally tries to control himself and his reactions so around others, his tail will twitch a little around you, but it's full-on wagging when ur alone :]]

donnie ;;

- homeboy growls more often than actual churrs, but u can BET UR ASS that as soon as u say sumn as little as 'wow, that's so cool!' or 'ooh, ur so smart!' to him HE LOSES IT homeboy becomes a chirruped, churring mess

- obv he's preferential w physical touch, but is in heaven when u massage his shoulders after a long day of missions/work (shrimp posture) and he subconsciously churrs (despite him denying it)

- when feeling needy/ in a lovey-dovey mood, he tends to nudge ur head w his, veryvery gently

- so much so that it can be a silent way (cough cough bad boy image) of him asking for affection/ attention from u w/o having to actually ask

- unlike raph and leo. does not. NOT like having his tail touched he will bite and snap at u outta pure instinct.

- SPEAKING OF WHICH gentle bites and deffo some playfighting bc softshells r aggressive but he loves u a lot :]] also when annoyed/agitated/threatened. neck. he turns around/ stretches his neck (not much) to look bigger + more intimidating (it just looks silly)

mikey ;;

- straight out the gate we all know he's affectionate and touchy asf. i know i said it for all of them but.

- PLAYFIGHTING!!!!!;;;;!!!!:!!!:: but he don't hold back. he is BITING he is SCRATCHING he is PLAYING DIRTY!!!!!!!!!!!! (he learned it from leo)

- tends to just. bumpbump nudgenudge u when he wants affection (or whines for it bc #youngest-child-syndrome)

- considering how talkative and very open-w-his-feelings he is, he's probbles the most comfortable openly chirping and churring around you, he does not care bc he wants u to know u make him happy/comfy enough to be able to do those sounds :))

- the tail!! wags like CONSTANTLY but similar to raph's, don't touch unless given permission (he bites)

LUV FROM ;; CUPEZ

A/N ;; HIIII hi guys :) lol sorry for going missing. i have no excuse. ANYWAYYYYY sorry for such a lil upload and IM SO SORRY FOR GETTING THIS REQ DONE SO LATE :(((((( anyhow, i HOPE (not promising) that i can start writing more and more soon!! busy w school but y'all know how it is!!!!

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niphredil-14 · 4 months

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ROTTMNT With a Witch! S/o

Just a quick reminder that requests are open!

Leonardo:

- we all know that Leo is a magic nerd, though he may have a slight preference for stage magic over the actual, less show-y magick.

-i feel like Leo would love to have a witch as a partner, and would probably get into some basic, low energy types of spells as a result. He would be your biggest fan, and would want to help with most of your spells.

-he will be devastated if you say no, but sometimes it's just easier without this tease-prone ball of energy inside of the circle, you know?

-will BEG for you to do spells for him!! even for the smallest issue, he would be kneeling at your feet giving them the biggest puppy eyes with a matching pout.

-i can see him getting into glamour magick as a primary form of magick for him.

-all the magick-themed pick up lines. anytime you do anything he just tells you how you've enchanted him and how he's completely under your spell, how he's convinced that he must have drank a love potion, etc.

Donatello:

-not a fan for a good long while. will go on about his "science is fa superior to your little dumdum magic!!" until you hit him with the "magick's success and cause and effect has stood the test of time, people would not use it if it did not work. and btw magick is just science that we don't yet have the technology to understand."

-after that he would be like "okay challenge accepted!" and would probably conduct a ton of experiments on the movement and manipulation of subtle energies, and how the placebo affect effects spellwork, etc.

-i feel like he wouldn't participate in any spellwork outside of his experiments, at least not until he got his ninpo, at which point he would do a ton of studying about the occult.

-he'll warm up to it eventually, but i don't think it would ever be something that he ever really found a passion in.

-i could see him combine some of his chemistry knowledge with your occult knowledge to help you with potions though!

-he might like tech magick, or adding spells/sigils in with his tech, but i don't think you'd ever find him doing any more than that unless you get him to.

Michaelangelo:

-IS ENTRANCED

-loves magick, loves mystics, loves you

-would take any and every oppurtunity to engage with/ help with your magick! He wants you to teach him everything you know, and I feel like he would learn a whole lot on his own, and the two of you would just bounce ideas off of each other.

-we all know that Mikey becomes a super powerful mystic, so with you by his side?? power couple!! (everyone is afraid of the two of you.)

Raphael:

-supportive but does not understand. like at all.

-will bring you every crystal he sees, every rock, every branch, every flower, and (if you're a vulture culture kinda witch) every bone.

-he likes to watch you do magick if you're comfortable with it, but wouldn't dare try to participate in the spell. he's just a big ol' fanboy.

-i feel like he would love protection magic, it's very important as someone with a job as dangerous as his. if you were to make him some kind of protection amulet, he would probably cry. He's the oldest, he's used to having to protect everyone else, he's not used to anyone trying to protect him. He would never take it off, and if it ever did it's job as much as it could, and finally broke, he would cry, please make him another.

-he would probably crochet some blank poppets for you, that could easily be customized.

April:

-SO FUCKIN INTO IT

-(please help her make fun and flashy assignments that won't backfire like Donnie's tech does!)

-I think she would love to help out in your spells as much as you'll let her, but knows better than to overstep. This is your thing, she understands that you're the boss when it comes to mystic stuff, and just enjoys being along for the ride.

-would pay you to do spells for her, she isn't a fuckin freeloader (like LEO), she knows that it's a craft, and that the hard work you do deserves to be compensated, and if you don't let her paay you for spells because you love her, then she'll just insist on paying for your next date, or buying you that trinket you've had your eye on for a while. you can't stop her.

Cassandra:

-she only cares if you can do spells to help her conquer the world (and if you can hex her enemies c:<)

-no but forreal i think she would love to have a witch lover, and would want to participate, she'd be the BEST at raising energy for spellwork and ritual!

-i think she'd actually make a super powerful practitioner once she learned how to direct her energy

-she would 100% collect bones, so if you're the type of witch to like that, then she may just give you a few from her collection.

-bitch would SLAY at baneful magick

Casey Jr.:

-an alt boy and his witchy partner, is there a better combo than that?

-seriously though, I feel like he would love to just sit around while you were doing magick, he likes to watch, and likes it even more if you teach him anything.

-i feel like he would really only ever use magick for others though. Like if he was struggling, the thought of doing a spell to help himself doesn't even cross his mind, but one of his friends or family members has even the slightest issues and he's jumping for his athame (he would def mainly use an athame, a pretty basic and minimalistic one though).

-another one who just brings you anything he can find that's even slightly related to your craft, and brags about how amazing you are to everyone, all the time.

-please teach him how to use tarot, he wants to commune with the spirits. he'll be responsible, he swears c:

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helpfandom · 4 months

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heyyo!! love love LOVE your work,,, you are soso good at what you do, brah!! praise, praise for one thousand years!! /ref

what do you think about yan rise (ROTTMNT) boys with a reader that's stronger than them??

/\ Me fr when I got that compliment\

@yanderefangirl

They definitely take it the wrong way when you say that you're stronger than them, but after you prove it, Donnie becomes suspicious, whereas the others are in awe of how you beat 4 mutants in a strength battle [More specifically Raph]. Donnie begins to wonder if this is because of trauma [because he's paranoid], and the others are a little more careless around you. In most of their minds, strength = ability to take it, however...

If this ends up in being a glass cannon scenario, once you have been hurt, and you can't take it. Then their minds are changed and they must keep you safe.

All in all, it would take longer for them to become yandere, seeing as they don't feel such a need to protect you, to make sure their little sibling is safe.

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channelinglament · 1 year

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If you tried escaping? Yandere ROTTMNT

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Well, a Yandere Leo would definitely go/portal after their darling, and he definitely would not let their darling go after capturing them. Good luck being chained to his bed/ having a shock collar from Donnie. You lost his trust now, that was your only chance ig?

For a Yandere Mikey, he would go after his darling as soon as he found out they escaped. Not a second wasted. He would use his kusari fundo to chain you, and now you two can play a game called "Can you escape the chains that make you bleed?". You can try to squirm out or just let it be. After some time he'll get bored and loose them a bit. But you will still be chained, by either his kusari fundo or other chain. To his wall probably. Say Bye-bye to your personal space. You are always watched now. Yes even in bathroom.

Yandere Donnie would find his darling even before you managed to leave the lair, you have a few minutes of "freedom" and time to "run away" until he captures you. And he definitely would not let you leave again. Just like with Mikey, say bye bye to being alone. Oh and shock collar looks so pretty on your neck, y'know?

As for Yandere Raph, well -

He would definitely have an ear piercing, bone breaking rage attack (RAPH ALONEEE, sorry-)

But yeah, he would stand still for a few seconds, destroy a few things, "calm down" and go after you. You better hide, running won't help u. Hiding too, but you will be "free" for longer at least. Fuzzy chains, shock collar and all y'know? Also will invade your private space.

Basically you're never alone ever again.

Oh and if they ALL were yanderes? Well- you read what happens, you're punished and feel eyes on you all the time. See them. Always have someone who hugs you (Mikey and Raph, Leo?) and you can't do anything on your own again for a long time. Wanna eat? You're fed. Toilet/Bath, well, Donnie either created a bot to do that or well... No comment. Also no privacy.

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sleeplessdreamer14 · 1 year

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Donnie: I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I can’t eat, I can’t sleep. Maybe I’m coming down with something.

Mikey: Oh, ho-ho, I know what you’ve got. The L-word.

Leo: Yeah, leprosy.

Mikey: No, Leo, no. It’s four letters, starts with L, ends with E.

Leo: Aha! Lice.

Mikey: No.

#source: ice age #my stuff #rottmnt donnie x reader #tmnt donnie x reader #rottmnt x reader #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt leo #rottmnt mikey #michaelangelo #leonardo #donatello #incorrect rottmnt quotes #incorrect quotes

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theunholyrogue · 1 year

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never leave me (leo x gn!reader)

can honestly work w any leo… maybe… can confirm 2k7, 2k12, + bayverse

can be gn but is based on my fem oc so to each is their own 🫶🏻

first written post don’t hate if it sucks :)

tw: 18! contains swearing, angst, gore/blood, knives, + near death, possible typos lol

You have been warned ~

Another day that had you at the end of your rope. You could feel the sweat running down your face and your heart rate thumping erratically as you took out all of your frustration in the ring of your local, lowkey, boxing club with one of your clubmates, Matthew.

You were exhausted— mentally and physically. Your professors had piled another days worth of homework, study guides, and reading assignments into one night and to be turned in the next morning. Your guardian was bad off again, their drinking habits leading them to the bar to remain there for the rest of the evening, for them to return in the early morning hours to come in and attempt to pick another fight with you. Your human friends— April O’Neil and Casey Jones — had recently started dating and were overwhelmingly consumed in one another’s time to mind you any of their attention, and your terrapin friends, well, they were busy cheering up Donatello, whom was heartbroken over the news of April and Casey’s blossoming relationship. Well — at least Raphael and Michaelangelo were, and you had not heard from your boyfriend, Leonardo, in days. That did not concern you, as it was normal to not hear from him in a day or so and vice versa. You two had that kind of trust with one another.

However, you found yourself with a sinking feeling that he was purposely ignoring you today. The feelings had eaten away at your remaining brick walls all day until you mentally broke. The only thing keeping you from lashing out at any of the people you love was the human punching bag in front of you. Matthew was taking a heavy beating from you, even more than you usually give him. The adrenaline running through your veins caused a rush in your system, not alerting your mental status to the major return punch and undercut that Matthew had delivered unto your left cheek and jaw. Physically, however, you stumbled backwards and collapsed onto your butt.

You took a moment, your body was shaking from the sudden lack of movement, your eyelids involuntary blinking before gazing up at Matthew. He was panting, his facial expression revealing a pained, clenching emotion. Oh, shit, you thought while grinding your teeth together. You had gone too far— again.

“Dammit, Matt, I’m sorry,” you stated while standing to your feet. Matthew tugged his gloves off of his hands and helped you stabilize yourself, the adrenaline finally starting to tone down, slowly.

“Don’t worry, I’ll only be hurting for a few days,” Matthew replied with a chuckle, only to grimace again. “I do think I am going to head home now, before my ma starts to worry.”

You nodded, “Alright, be careful. Sorry again.”

Matthew slipped through the ropes around the boxing ring and to his gym bag, shoving his red gloves in and pulling out a black, fleece, zip-up jacket. He replied while tugging the fabric onto his body, “I said it’s all good. See ya next time.”

You watched as he walked towards the door, turning to give you a wave and leaving soon after. You waved back, giving it a short second or so until he disappeared from the frame. You stood in the empty ring for a moment longer, taking in the empty building around you. It was quiet— something you weren’t used to. Quiet always meant bad, and right now, as the adrenaline continued to wear off, the overwhelming anxiety of your issues started to emerge again. “Bloody hell,” you uttered while exiting the ring yourself, hanging your gloves onto the ring ropes, and walking over to your bag. Quickly, you slipped your baggy sweatpants over your gym shorts that clung tight to your legs, then slipped a sweatshirt over your tank top. Slipping the straps of your book bag over your shoulders and pulling your hair out from the shirt and bag to flow freely, you left the empty building and headed for the lair.

….

“Guys?” You called out as you entered the lair, peering around the area for any sign of life.

“Dudette!” Michaelangelo called out as he slipped up behind you, giving a tight hug.

You chuckled while reaching up and gripped his forearms. “Hey, Mikey! Where’s everyone else?”

“Don is in his lab doing smart Don things, I guess distracting himself from you know who,” the orange masked turtle started as he pulled away and walked over to the lounge area. You followed suit, slipping the straps of your bag off of your shoulders to slide down onto the rounded couch ledge.

“Raph hadn’t felt all that good today, so he’s been in bed for a good chunk of the day,” Michaelangelo continued as he plopped down into a bean bag chair facing the TV.

“Anddd yours truly just got back and is in the dojo,” he finished, fiddling with the remote to turn on said TV and watch some random cartoon.

“Just got back?” You asked, curious.

“Yeeahh, something about a quick patrol. I guess nothin’ happened!” Michaelangelo exclaimed before his full attention to the show that started playing upon turning to a specific channel.

You nodded, walking past the youngest turtle and to the dojo. Peeking your head in, you spotted Leonardo doing some self training. You had assumed that Splinter was already in bed by what time it was and entered the dojo.

“I’m not interrupting, am I?” You asked, although you knew that you were, you also knew that he was going to say no, like always.

“Not at all,” Leonardo replied, refraining from pausing his exercise. Something about his reply felt sarcastic this time, or that something was wrong.

“Can I join?”

“Why not?”

Leonardo hardly gave you any time to actually prepare for an attack, catching you off guard. You quickly dodged his attack by moving out of the way.

“What the hell!?” You stuttered out in surprise, but your boyfriend did not answer.

The leader continued to throw punches or leg swipes in your direction, some slide arounds, all of which the only thing you could quickly do was dodge and avoid. You weren’t training to be a Kunoichi, only having a few years of boxing under your belt— and that was pointless with how merciless Leonardo was being. Eventually, you made the mistake of throwing your arm up to protect the side of your face that was hit earlier, when he threw a punch towards you. This led him to grabbing your arm, stabilizing your body, and flipping you onto your back, knocking the breath from your lungs.

Stunned, you gasped to regain the breath that you had just lost, shocked that Leonardo had even done that. He was bigger than you, and most definitely stronger. His baby blue orbs stared down at you, “I win.”

“Are you serious?” You wheezed out while propping yourself up on your hands. Coughing you after, you stood up and glared at him. “What was that about?”

“What? Couldn’t handle it?”

“The hell! No!”

“Maybe you could’ve with the dude from boxing.”

You stared at the turtle, your eyes had widened and mouth slightly agape from what you had just heard come from your boyfriend’s mouth.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me,” Leonardo retorted, crossing his arms as he watched you with careful eyes. Analyzing your reactions.

“What are you trying to say, Leonardo?” You asked, mimicking his stance by crossing your arms and watching him.

“I’m saying I don’t like your “friendship” with that guy.”

Your eyebrows furrowed. “No, you’re saying that you don’t like it because it’s a guy. Which means you don’t trust me,” you stated. Then you shook your head, “Hold up— are you following me now?”

Leonardo remained calm, “No, I just so happened to patrol in that area of town and was going to come by and see you. That was until I saw you with another guy. How do you think it feels to see you with another guy?”

“Leo, what the hell. Why is that even anything you are worried about?”

“I’m sorry! But in case you forgot, I am a 6 foot mutant turtle! And that guy… well, he’s human! Somebody who can take you on dates and can actually be seen with you out in public without the rest of the world freaking out…” Leonardo replied, his arms flinging outward in a jagged fashion.

You were speechless. Had you been at fault for causing him to feel this way? Why was Leonardo feeling this way? You felt irritated at his insecurities but saddened that he felt this way. Your feelings were emotionally enhanced by the sheer amount of stress and anxiety that had been building up over the weeks before, so, you felt yourself dip off the edge.

“Leo, you have got to be joking! If I had truly gave a damn what everyone else thinks, then my life would be so much more miserable. But I guess that doesn’t matter when the one person I so desperately want to spend the rest of my life with is standing here feeling jealous and insecure that I would even consider wanting somebody else or even be concerned about it. I guess there’s nothing I could ever do to make you feel like I truly want you?

Leonardo widened his eyes at your sharp reply, feeling a sharp pain in his chest. His brow ridges contorted into a downward shape, his facial features drooping into that of a saddened expression. As much as you wanted to console him, your heart rate had spiked again from the sudden argument between you two, and your emotions began to weigh heavy on your shoulders and heart from everything. You turned away and bolted for the door, wanting to be as far away from the lair as possible. You ignored the turtle as he called out for you to wait, but you were already on autopilot to get home. Tears started to slip down your cheeks, blurring your vision. The next thing you remember was a sharp strike to the back of your head and from there, everything went black.

…

April and Casey had made their appearance in the lair later, maybe two hours after you and Leonardo had gotten into it. Leo had figured he would give you some space, he shouldn’t have gone after the conversation like he did. It racked his brain, he was always the calm, cool, and collected one, one of the many reasons he was made to be the leader. Yet, he allowed his emotions to take over the best of him and only caused trouble for the both of you.

Everyone had only assumed that you had left, at least Mikey did. Raph and Donnie didn’t know that you had made an appearance, and April and Casey weren’t there. Leo had not mentioned the argument, so as everyone sat in the lounge area debating on a movie to watch, April and Casey’s phone both dinged. Casey ignored the notification, but April turned her attention to the screen and lit up, seeing that it was a text from you. Tapping the notification and unlocking her phone in the process, she noticed that it was a video. Her eyebrows contorted into that of confusion from the frame that was visible. Casey glanced over at her and furrowed his eyebrows, “What’s up?” He asked, gaining everyone’s attention. April stood up and looked at Leonardo and Donatello, “Lab, now.” The two terrapins were confused, yet followed the female into the Donatello’s lab.

The female sat down and placed her phone against one of the monitors in front of her, while each of the two stood over her shoulder. She reached up and pressed play on the video that you had sent.

There you were, slouching over in a chair with each wrist tied down to the arms and each ankle to the front legs with rope. Surrounding you were two men, to each side, wearing suits and a black ski mask. They looked to be holding knives in hand, with the other being free. Another male walked into view, wearing the same attire as the first two, but this one did not wear a mask. His back faced the camera, so the trio could not see his face.

He waved his hand, his pointer finger up. The masked man to your left side reached up, grabbing a handful of your hair and yanking back, causing you to look up at the unmasked male. You winced in pain, which only caused the male to tug more.

“Careful wit’ her, fellas. She’s gotta tell us what we needa know,” the leader, the three assumed as they watched, spoke. He bent down to be closer to your height. “Hey, pretty lady, how are ya’?” He asked, chuckling.

You remained quiet, only staring at the male with as much energy as you could muster.

“Not a chatty one, eh? That’s a’ight, doll. This won’t take long— at least— as long as ya’ tell us what we want to know,” the leader continued. “Now, we’s ain’t stupid. We know that ya’ have a… special… group of friends. We just want ta know where they are.”

The three immediately felt sick to their stomach. These guys were after the turtles— resulting in using you to get them. Leonardo covered his mouth to refrain from throwing up, his body visibly shaking. Oh my god, he thought.

Your stare narrowed, “Who wants to know?” You asked, your voice hoarse.

The leader stood quiet and still for moments, his facial features still hidden. With his hand in frame, the three watched as his finger twitched downward. The second masked man flipped his blade around his fingers before slamming it down into the back of your hand. You let out a pained scream, jerking your arm but to no avail to remove the painful stimuli due to being tied down.

“I ask the questions ‘round here, doll.”

The masked male pulled the blade out of your hand, only for blood to begin pooling out of the wound and flowing onto the floor below.

“Now, where do I find ‘em? ‘Em turtles,” the leader asked again.

“The ocean has plenty of turtles,” you replied, only for the first masked man to repeat the action the second had done and shove his blade down into your hand. You cry out again, this time tears start to flow down your face.

“Listen here, you bastard, I’m not telling you a got damn thing!” You shout, causing the two masked men to correspondingly slash you across your bare shoulders, tearing the fabric of your tank top. Leonardo had barely noticed that your sweater and sweats from earlier were now gone, which led him to questioning what happened behind the scenes.

Continuing through the video, the duo had performed numerous actions, from stabbing you in the gut to slicing open a section of your exposed thighs. During one point, you were waterboarded and nearly drowned from the actions, quicker than most but you were also experiencing blood loss. Leonardo and April had thrown up in their mouths a few times, Leo actually having to use a trashcan a time or two. Donatello had to look away for most of the video, his heart aching for his best friend to be in this situation.

Finally, as the end of the long, twenty minute video came to a close, the unmasked male stood up and stepped backwards, closer to the camera and spoke in a gentle, calm voice, as if he hadn’t conducted such a horrendous act.

“If you don’t want this to happen to you, then you all will meet us at the docks within the hour. The turtles in exchange for the girl. Hurry, she may not make it too much longer.” He stated before one of the men shoved the knife deep into your collarbone region, thus ending the video.

…

It didn’t take long for the turtles, April, and Casey to get to the docks. They peered over the ledge of one of the warehouse buildings and gathered data from the scene below. They saw four masked men standing guard around the dock, one masked man standing at the dge of the dock with you, blade to your neck, and the unmasked male standing in the middle of the dock. None of the six knew who this guy was, or what he wanted with the four brothers, but none of them were going to find out. Whilst being stealthy, they all closed in on the scene, proceeding with their plan.

Weapons put away and hidden, Casey and April stepped out, each holding onto one of the turtles arms. Casey holding Donatello and Michaelangelo, April holding Leonardo and Raphael.

“We have the turtles. Let our friend go,” April stated. The male glanced up and smirked. He started walking closer until he was within distance of examining each of them. A proud, wide grin etched itself across his face as the four masked men walked up and grabbed each turtled from April and Casey.

“We had a deal,” he started, snapping his fingers in the air.

The masked man put the knife away, then proceeded to push you backwards into the freezing salt water below.

Leonardo quickly pulled himself free as the masked man holding onto Raphael yelled, “They have weapons!”

Raphael, Donatello, and Michaelangelo pulled themselves free and quickly grabbed their weapons, preparing to fight the enemies as Leonardo ran down the dock, pushing past the masked male, and diving head first into the water. The water was rough, indicating the storm that was coming in soon. The cold water was a shock to his terrapin body but nothing matters as much as finding you. He swam around until he found your body. You had not tried to swim up and fight against the waves. No— you were too exhausted and to be frank, to broken to try and fight to survive. Leonardo quickly grabbed your body and swam back to the surface. The waves pushed and pulled on him but he fought hard against them, throwing your body onto the dock and then pulling himself up. You laid lifeless in front of him, and he was terrified. Leonardo immediately started doing chest compressions on you, causing a few of your ribs to snap and crack from the pressure.

“Breathe, got dammit! Breathe!” Leonardo yelled as he pulled away and connected his lips to yours, breathing a deep breath into your mouth twice before returning to chest compressions.

His brothers and friends gathered around, watching him as he performed his CPR. Donatello was about to drop down and take over before you reacted, coughing up salt water and phlegm. Instinctively, you turned onto your side to keep from aspirating the fluid back into your lungs and choking, now coughing and gasping for air.

“Quickly, she’s cut open. She needs treatment,” Donatello brought to Leonardo’s attention. Without hesitation, your boyfriend scooped you up into his arms and fled for the lair, leaving everyone else behind.

…

You didn’t recall much between returning to lair, Donatello cleaning your excruciating burning wounds with alcohol, or stitching you up. You also didn’t realize that you had fallen asleep, only to wake up in your boyfriend’s bed. You gazed around, finding yourself making eye contact with the leader himself.

“L… Leo,” you muttered, so quietly that you questioned if you had really spoken. The turtle released the breath he had been holding in for a long minute, moving closer to you before wrapping his arms around you. You reached up and weakly wrapped your arms around his body, tears immediately snaking down your cheeks.

“I didn’t tell,” you spoke softly, hiccuping. Leonardo shushed you, nodding his head, “I know, my love,” he replied.

“I’m sorry for making you feel like there was better. No one can compare,” you continued, gripping the edge of his shell tightly.

Leonardo only gripped you tighter. “You didn’t do anything. I let my jealousy get the best of me. I’m sorry for causing you pain,” he spoke.

You remained silent, only holding onto him.

“Leo?”

“Yes, petal?”

“Never leave me…”

“Not in a million years would I leave you.”

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sinister-things · 1 year

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Can i request little sister and her turtle brothers? Platonic one-shot

The plot is about reader who just loves stealing things for the thrill of it, since her brothers don't let her join the mad dog team - after certain time she just give the stollen things back unharmed/un-scratched -, she goes in disguise herself to keep her identity secret and steal from places such as museum, malls, almost everywhere that can give her attention by cops, media or her brothers.

Otger then having the thrill of the action she want to show off to her brothers that she's capable of doing the job independently.

However all of this ends when her brothers connect the dots; whenever a thievery happened, she's not at home wither she's " out with friends " or " just busy ".

I did it!! My first request!! I hope you all like it! The boys may be a bit out of character since this is my first time, so I apologize in advance. Also, the reader is 12

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The Ruby Necklace Caper

It was a normal evening in the lair. Donnie was playing a go-cart game, and Leo and Raph were battling it out on the DDR.

But Mikey? He just wanted someone to play Mario Odyssey with him.

"Hey Leo, wanna play with me?" Mikey asked, holding out one of the Nintendo Switch controller's in his hand.

Leo huffed and puffed, "Can't. Gotta show Raph that I'm the king of DDR!" He replied.

Mikey sighed and slumped against a wall, clutching onto the controller. When, his eyes lit up, a brilliant idea hitting him as he began running out of the game room. Mikey, however, was stopped dead in his tracks by Raph's voice.

"Where are you goin'?" Raph asked, stepping away from his game as Leo did his victory dance.

"To ask Y/N something!" Mikey beamed, holding the joysticks out for his oldest brother to see. "I'm sure she'll play with me!"

"She's with Rachel." Donnie said, not bothering to look up from his phone.

Rachel had been Y/N's best friend since second grade, and was the third human who knew about the turtles.

"It's 11pm, what could they even be doing?" Mikey thought out loud, gazing at the wall clock above Raph's head.

Leo's face grew a tricky smirk, taking his phone out of his belt. "Let's find out..." He said, dialing a number.

The phone rang for a few seconds, Leo excitedly muttering "pick up, pick up!" under his breath.

"Hello?" A female voice spoke from Leo's phone.

"Hey, Rachel!" Leo spoke, drawing out the hey. "Can I ask you a question?"

Rachel was silent for a few seconds. "Uh... sure? Go ahead."

"What're you and Y/N doing?" The blue turtle asked loudly.

"Y/N isn't with me."

Leonardo dropped his smirk, genuine puzzlement on his face. A terrified silence filled the room, but quickly faded as Donnie snatched the cellphone.

"You lost our baby sister?!" He shouted into the speaker, his eye twitching with anger.

"What? No, of course not!" Rachel retorted. "I'm saying that she didn't come over to my house today. She didn't even mention wanting to come over!"

Donnie's anger was replaced with confusion. "But she told me she'd be with you!"

"Well she obviously isn't!" Rachel replied with a huff. With that, she hung up.

The turtle's looked at one another, a mixture of fear and confusion in the air.

"Wait," Leo broke the silence, grabbing the other's attention. "Y'know all those robberies downtown?"

Raph nodded. "Mhm. And?"

Leo stroked his chin. "Well... whenever one of those happens, and we go to stop it, where's Y/N?"

Mikey raised his hand excitedly. "Rachel's house!"

"And where was she not?"

Mikey lowered his hand, knowing the answer. "Rachel's house..."

Raph gripped his brother by the shoulders. "Leo, how could you say that?!" he said, knowing what Leo was getting at.

Donnie crossed his arms. "There's no way she could get away with stealing an entire diamond!" He scoffed. "The actual thief stole it once for profit, and a second time for the thrill of it. Doesn't sound like Y/N to me."

"What would Y/N want with stuff like that?" Mikey thought aloud. "She barely wears jewelry!"

"Already ahead of 'ya!" Leo leaned against his sword, a smug smile and an open portal beside him, his free hand gesturing for his brother's to enter.

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Bijoux

The biggest jewelry store chain in the world. They made millions in the span of a few months, and always had the most exquisite jewelry on display.

But you weren't here for any of their engagement rings or designer bags. Oh no, what you're here for is far more important than some silly ring.

The moineau rouge necklace.

You had always wanted to join your brother's on their adventures, but they never let you! Always coming up with some excuse. "You're too young!" Raph would say, "It's too dangerous!" Donnie would say.

So, you took up thievery.

It wasn't like you were doing anything bad per se, your targets were mostly petty crooks and corrupt businessmen. You'd sell what you found– for far more than it was actually worth– and give the proceeds to places like hospitals and foster care agencies.

From the research you'd done, the necklace had been imported from France fifteen days prior, and was worth five million dollars.

Your footsteps echoed throughout the large, empty store. Marble floors and high ceilings, it was clear who Bijoux's customer demographic was.

The store had two floors; the first containing items like earrings and other small trinkets, and the second floor selling the much bigger goods.

Checking your surroundings, you made your way up the grand staircase and jogged down the hall.

At the end of the hall was a large metal door with no knob nor keyhole. The only way inside was by entering a four-digit code.

Luckily, because of April's security position at Bijoux last year, you had the code. You punched in the four numbers and the door slid open like magic.

The room was large and dark, with a single spotlight focused on a wooden podium with a glass case sitting on top. But, underneath the case laid your reward.

The necklace had a chain made of pure gold, and large rubies decorating it. Any politicians mistress would die to have her hands on it.

"This is too easy!" You thought, approaching the case as you opened your backpack. However, it appears your plan isn't going to go exactly how you want it too!

The case was empty!

"Looking for something?" A male voice spoke. You looked up, eyes widening at what was happening.

You have been caught. By your own family no less!

All four dropped from the ceiling one by one, oldest to youngest.

Leo, Donnie, and Mikey all stared you down, with Leo dangling the necklace on his index finger and Raph checking every inch of your body for any injuries, rambling about what had possibly gotten into you.

"But... why?" Was all Mikey said, looking at the space around him.

You bit your lip nervously, zipping up your backpack. "Because I wanna be like..."

Raph crossed his arms, disappointed. "Like who?"

"You guy's."

"What?" Leo regained his composure, fully clutching onto the priceless item.

You nodded. "I wanna join you guy's and fight crime, but you never let me!" You planted your foot on the ground.

"Wait, wait, wait a second!" Leo said. "So you stole all those paintings from the art gallery last week?" He was surprised to see you nodded.

"Classy!" He muttered under his breath.

You were surprised how well Leo was taking it. But all Donnie did was pull up a holographic calendar from his armband.

"You also stole from multiple museums, malls, and politicians within the past four months." He said, scrolling through the calendar. "But what do you even do with this stuff?"

You smiled, glad that they were taking an interest to your... craft.

"I mostly sell them," you answered. "And I then give the cash to charities."

Raph stepped to the front, looking down at you. "What other stuff have you gotten your hands on?"

Your smile only grew bigger and brighter. "Lots of stuff! Paintings, software, uranium–"

"Uranium!?" You could hear Donnie shout, causing you to giggle.

Mikey jumped onto Raph's back, whipping out his signature puppy dog eyes.

"Can Y/N please come on patrol with us? Pleeeease?" The orange brother begged.

Raph sighed, rubbing his temples. "Fine." He huffed. "But she stays with us. No running off." He told your brother, but you knew that last part was directed at you.

Mikey cheered with delight. "Yay!" He shouted, climbing off Raph's back and standing in front of you, bouncing on the balls of his feet. "Does this mean you'll play with me?" He asked.

You could only laugh at Mikey's sheer excitement. "Yeah, sure, what'd'ya wanna play?"

Mikey rambled on about the Nintendo Switch game he wanted to play as the five of you made your exit. Unknowingly, Leo had snuck a small present for you out of the store...

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lixnininotnay · 8 months

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Nothing like a hug, right?

Heyyyyy

I know that I said I was going to post some traditional art(and I will) but I got a drawing tablet(I don't know what those are called in English-) and I got really excited, like, I literally couldn't stop of stimming in that day. So have some fluffy stuff with Mikey. It's weird to draw on a tablet but I think I'm getting the hang of it.

#rottmnt x reader #rottmnt x you #tmnt x reader #mikey x reader #michaelangelo x reader #rise Mikey x reader #rise mikey x you #rise of tmnt x reader #🎭 — ( my creations. )

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marwhoa · 9 months

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request: All four of the rise boys with a gn!S/O (separate) who has super powers (like controlling plants or something) but the boys dont know about it AND s/o goes out as a superhero/vigilante?? I think it would be really cute if they banter while out on patrol and stuff

🝮 “ two-in-one ”

rise boys x g/n

author’s note: woo, i whipped this up quick, feeding y’all good. Two fics in like three, four days? Nice

word count: 5.2k

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Mikey 💌

Your hands, slick and sticky from the city rain, rose to twist the cloaking gem that hung around your neck. Blue-hued skin shifted into a more human-like shade, and with it came the courage to reach out to the green stranger who sat precariously at the roof’s edge.

“ Hello…? ”

Swam your delicate whisper, straight over to his ears, wishing to provide some kind of shelter from the sorrow. Mere seconds passed before he whirled around like a startled cat and stumbled off to the side. Now up to his feet, he cleared his throat as his frantic blue eyes searched your silhouette for something…

As his heaving chest slowed down and his eyes wrinkled back up with their tears, shrinking from their widened, frightened state, you wondered if he had found the answer he needed as the sadness flooded back through him.

“ It’s not fair, ” the stranger started, fisting tears from his eyes roughly before gesturing wildly to the rumbling city below, “ We’ve saved this city time and time again, and how do they repay us? ” Something told you those weren’t questions that seeked an answer, but rather sought a listener. Donning the necessary role, you gave a simple nod and took a step forward. He mirrored, stepping back, but continued.

“ Without fail, we’re always there, we’re the only ones stepping up, and each time they just—! ” He threw his hands up in frustration and let them fall back to his sides with a grumble. The blanket of silence paved the way for response, but you left it be and did what instinct told you—held out your hands with a smile. Whether he caught it through all that rain or not, you simply stood your ground as he poured into your embrace instantly. It was almost as though this was what he wanted all along.

From that day, you had decided to become a hero for the city—but not for them. Call it selfish, but your role was to lighten their load. You wanted to make their job easy, so as to bring a smile to your peachy hero’s face, all while trying to boost their image. You would sign your acts as though they were done by the brothers’ request, strengthening their image as the city’s protectors, covering every corner to pave a way for peace, rather than damage! As a hero, you simply had went uncloaked, known by the city as the Chameleon, on part of your shifting ability. With just a touch of your antennas upon your opponent, they would be downloaded into a library of skins for you to fit into. Donning their appearance, you would pull from their abilities and thwart villains left and right, lightening the load in the turtley heroes’ backs.

But, behind your cloaking broach, you were none other than plain, human Y/N, the beloved partner to the orange hero, Michelangelo! At first juggling the two identities was easy, but you would soon find yourself experiencing trouble and in quite the conundrum.

A fool from space appeared as the villain this go around, targeting the brother heroes in a pathetic attempt to take over the city as her own. If not for her annoying control of plants making her out to be a challenge, you would have been able to take her down before the brothers had to lift a finger! But now, here you were, fighting alongside them against the villain, trying desperately to slink away without your perceptive beloved connecting the dots on who you were.

“ Chameleon, we need you to copy her power and hold back those plants! “

Commanded brother blue, to which you chirped back a “ gotcha ! right on it, sir ! “ Fighting alongside them would have been a delight, if not for the cold seeping into your veins as your dearest boy grabbed your hand and stared into your big black eyes with a squint.

“ Say… You sound awfully familiar, have we met? “

“ Me-Met?! No! I mean, ahem, no, perhaps you have heard me on the tell of vision before, or the news! “

Putting on a fake accent instantly, you tugged your hand away and left the dumbfounded boy with more questions than answers. Your focus turned to the gap between you and the villainess, Phyro. The battlefield has made its way to the park, which only served as a perfect place for one whose whole shtick is plants. Each time you tried to close the gap, her plants would bap you away as though you were nothing but a small inconvenience to her.

“ Now now, what have we over here~! You’re one of those Harbins, aren’t you? That race of little adventurous warriors, how’d you make it all the way out here? “

You skidded to a stop, paling a bit at the acknowledgement. Coming this far was a goal for only one reason—escape, from the place you once called home, hoping to never hear that name again. With a dry chuckle, you shook it off and wordlessly lunged forth, ducking and weaving over viney tendrils drilling towards you.

“ Your kind is usually awfully talkative, how strange. “

Phyro continued, jerking her wrist to puppeteer more plants zeroing in on you.

Luckily, a second plan had been set forth, and while she watched only you, she had all but forgotten four others who also had it out for her. The platform of wood that she perched highly upon was set aflame in one fell swoop of the grinning orange hero, who ducked for his brother clad in purple to land a hit that sent her flying. Straight to your feet she collided, groaning as she writhed on the ground.

As you crouched down, quick to slap a pair of cuffs to her wrists while contemplating whether she’d go to the human’s jail or the hidden city’s, you were negligent of the creeping vine reaching for the gem that hung on your neck.

“ What is a Harbin doing, parading around for such a small planet? Rare for your kind to be found alone. “

Your antenna flicked as you teetered back and forth from “ ignore her and leave “ and “ entertain the captured villain. “

Foolishly, you chose the latter, but who could have known?

“ I just wanted to get away, that’s all. Sometimes you wanna be more than what you’re raised to be. “

“ Intriguing. And to be more, is to be someone else? “

“ What? “

“ CHAMELEON, WATCH OU—“

The vine shot through the gem, infecting it with a pulsating green hue that seemed to layer and combine both the illusory you and the actual you. Your human form washed over your appearance. The glitching identities seemed to flicker back and forth, unsure which to settle on as Phyro rose to her feet and quickly backed away from you. While trying to shift, to tail after her, you found yourself rendered powerless.

“ Y/N…? “

Slowing down from his run, Mikey seemed completely confused as he scanned your frame on the floor.

“ You’re Chameleon? “

“ I can explain! “

“ That’s so—so cool? But reckless, Y/N, why would you do that? And wait, was that a cloaking broach—which form is you? “

He ran off question after question while you just stared at him in a daze. Meanwhile, his brothers were quick to tail after Phyro, but not before Brother Blue called out, “ vamonos hermanos, she’s getting away! “

“ Oh—right, Y/N, stay here! “

He turned, ready to pursue his brothers and the villain, until his hand was tugged. Shoved playfully to the ground, you leapt to your feet and blew raspberries at him.

“ As if! “

Mikey stared wide-eyed as his partner, who turned out to be the incredibly helpful Chameleon, left him in the dust. Uhh, excuse me? Not a chance in hell would he let you out-hero him!

“ Hey—HEY! WAIT UP ! “

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Leo 💌

Your rise to the status of hero was all BUT planned. It started out as an attempt to seem cool and snowballed into something bigger than yourself.

Picture this, you were just a human, normal in every way—except for the fact that you may have somehow charmed THE city’s hero, Leonardo Hamato!

… Well, Leo and his brothers, but come on, the real star of the show was obviously your boyfriend. You might as well have been his number one fan, pulling the strings behind the scene to aid him in battle and make him shine. His brothers would whine about him having s special little helper, but you knew that was nothing more than hogwash and obviously they loved you—who doesn’t?!

“ Leo, duck! “

You shouted, yanking down a lever that would set off a rather impressive—if you do say so yourself—trap to douse the flame-rider villain of the day. It may have splashed a brother or two, but it also slowed down TREMENDOUSLY their enemy and left him crumbling into a pile of annoyed coal, yipping and yapping about how “ that was cheating! ” A comment which was awarded with agreement by the drenched brothers,

“ Yeah Leo, we’re a team, ya gotta include us if y’all got a plan. ”

“ It got results, why’s it matter if you get just a little wet? ”

Leo teased, high-giving you as you emerged from the shadows and joined his side.

“ Yeah, no harm no foul! ”

They scowled at you, but you shrugged it off with a little peck to your boyfriend’s cheek—a gesture that was met with groans of disgust from the audience of red, purple, orange, and… villain!

Acts such as these were your thing, pulling strings and doing things to give Leo a leg up. Of course over time you learned to be a team player, and soon you carried out tasks and laid traps that the brothers had illustrated in plans, but you were still a worker from the shadows for the heroic four! That is, until one little date night led you to a treasure trove of information—your boyfriend loved magic tricks, and you’re sneaky little self may have overheard the perfect place to get a book of magic!

Tailing your unknowing informant, you had inadvertently landed yourself in a city under yours, something called the Hidden City—for obvious reasons. If not for its far-from-human city goers, you would have assumed you stumbled into an extra bizarre black market, but you knew better than to believe such nonsense. This was a city of magic folk, and what better a place than to find a book of magic? Weaving down dizzying paths, you eventually stopped before a shop ironically advertised as the “ MAGICIAN’S BOOK STORE “ and dipped in to find the book.

Your one mistake was thinking these books would be of the sorts such as “ Pull a rabbit out of a hat, oooh! ” or a “ dozens of scarves from your throat, fantastic! ”. Book in hand, you would rush home to practice your newfound spells to amaze and put on a show for your amazing boyfriend, Leo.

Instead, you paved the way for a new hero to step into the light, Daybreak, a magician with more than a few tricks up their sleeves. Opening the book had caused an instant change of appearance, a masquerade mask to seal facial identification, and a flashy performer’s fit to give you a spunky look whirled across your body. You never did get to hold a private performance for Leo, but you DID manage to become his favorite hero! Well, second favorite, but Jupiter Jim isn’t real so he doesn’t count, so number 1 favorite! But, still, you were Leo’s favorite hero, and he always brightened at the sight of you appearing on the scene!

Though, you did have to dodge his trying to introduce you to, well, yourself, multiple times.

“ C’mon, Breaker, you know my secret identity, let me know yours! “

“ Leonardo, EVERYONE knows your secret identity. It’s not exactly a secret if it’s the only identity you have. “

Grinning, your hand rested upon the book at your hip, charmed to a smaller size for it to stay on you at all times.

“ Oh, say, don’t you like magicians? “

“ Of course, who doesn’t? Wait, are you going to tell me you will hold a personal magic show for just me because we’re friends? “

Giddily, he stared at you starstruck, and you could only look back with a wobbly grin.

“ That was, uh… Oddly spot on, yeah! “

He beamed for a second, then quickly reached for his phone.

“ There’s no danger, so I’m going to call Y/N and tell them to come see—you won’t mind a plus one, would you? ”

“ Ah! No need, don’t bother them, haha, I’ll just give them their own personal show after you! “

Leo hesitated for a second, as though the idea of watching this without you seemed unpleasant, but he recovered soon enough and obliged.

Rising to your feet, you unclasped the bag hanging at your waist and pulled out your spellbook.

“ Let’s see, what’s the perfect opening act… Ah! I got it. “

You cleared your throat, stepping back from the roof top’s edge and falling straight down. Leo lunged to react, but was taken off guard as you rose back up in a lounged position, carried by a wind spell that needed no verbal cues to activate.

“ Come one, come all, to Daybreak’s suave display of tricks. For our opening act, I shall put a spin on the ‘rabbit out of a hat’ trick! “

Eagerly, your one-man audience watched with a stare so intense that you couldn’t fight the flush of red upon your cheeks. Every day you wanted to expose your secret to him, tell him you were his number one hero, but every day something odd lingered over your head, banishing such an idea.

But, never mind that. Tonight it was just you and Leo, and you were going to finally give him the magic show you had always planned to give him!

Maybe Y/N and Daybreak can remain two different people for a liiiiittle bit longer.

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Raph 💌

Being a hero wasn’t your first idea. In fact, it was the farthest from it. You began as a lowly thief, a worker for Big Mama. Just a witch with an ability no one could imagine as a hero’s. You could turn to marble and turn others into statues, swim through stone and concrete as though it were water, and in the concrete jungle, who would have ever imagined being a hero over anything else?

It only became a seed in your head after a particular hero from the surface had planted the idea and tended to its garden. A particular museum in the city that never sleeps had come into possession of a particular yokai you had turned to stone yourself years ago, albeit by accident. This yokai happened to be a powerhouse that a certain bigwig ring leader was practically salivating over, so you were hired to retrieve them.

Through seas of concrete, up to the surface, you had easily come out on the inside of the museum whose walls were concocted of the finest stone money could buy. As you dove through the walls and found yourself in one of the many exhibits of the trove of stolen art and artifacts, dodging the security was an easy feat. All you had to do was strike fancy poses, hands gracefully held in delightful positions with fabric cascading around your silhouette in the classic fashion that everyone appreciates from marble. Guards would pass you, stopping if only to admire whatever Artist could have perfectly carved stone to emerge your figure, then continue on their way.

If anything, your missions were delightfully fun. Paid to pose about and easily escape with whatever it is you were sent for? It was enough to cloud the negative thoughts of a life of villainy.

That is, until you had accidentally released the yokai with a misuse of your power. The powerhouse roared to life, shoving you away with ease before setting its sights on the rest of the human’s city to release years worth of pent up energy.

Describing yourself as a villain wouldn’t have been the proper terminology, not even an anti-hero. You were just a witch getting by however you saw fit. Thus, the idea of letting not just your ticket to money get away but simultaneously letting your mistake wreck havoc on topsiders, well that just didn’t sit right with you. So you pursued, through the hole, eyes zeroing in on the path of debris left in the rampage’s way.

That was when you met him—what was it he called himself again, Red Riot? No, something about an angel? Whatever it was, you couldn’t help but hold your breath when he intervened. You were trying to get in close enough to land a firm smack across the monster’s face, to spread marble throughout its body once more, when a voice rang out and distracted you. Stumbling away to narrowly dodge succumbing to his strike, your eyes searched for the source and watched the red blur slam down between you and the yokai.

“ It’s not safe for you! ”

He roared, turning to you in a rather interesting red & black get up. Bewildered, you watched as he caught the yokai’s fists with ease, even pushing him back in a battle of strength that he was lopsidedly winning. At such a sight, you didn’t blame your heart for skipping, nor did you blame your breath for hitching in your throat. But, you would blame him for labeling you a “ damsel in distress”.

“ Slow your roll, big boy, who said I needed saving? ”

The hero gawked at you as you climbed his shell and leapt off his shoulders, landing a clean swipe against the yokai right as he reached out to seal you in his vice grip. Just as the stone coursed through his body, you swung on the outstretched arm, plantings yourself into a neat little sit on the marble forearm.

“ I won’t lie though, handsome, your heroic knight act gets a solid 10 in my book. ”

“ Are ya a hero or…? ”

The red hero straightened up, tilting his head in a curious puppy fashion. It was the toothy grin that tripped your heart into yet another skip this go around.

“ … Wouldn’t you like to know, Big Boy? ”

Before he had even a chance to answer, just an outreaching hand, you unpocketed a trinket from Big Mama herself that instantly delivered you and her next prized fighter right at the foot of her desk.

The next time you saw Red Reign was by accident. You weren’t on a mission or anything, but you had stumbled upon a scene between him and some mutant. With a clean dive into the city’s cement, you peeked your head into the conflict enough times to get close enough to his enemy. One tap later, and marble coursed through their body, immobilizing them as you climbed from the stony surface as if you were stepping up out of the pool.

“ You— “

He stilled, watching you before his eyes narrowed.

“ So yo were one of Big Mama’s lackeys. ”

It was your turn to pause, cocking your head to the side with confusion.

“ One of Big Mama’s—no, no, you mistake me. I work under no one but myself! Your accusation pains me, Red Reign~ ”

Purring, you neared the flustered hero and circled him. He loosened, though still watched you carefully, gaze shifting to the marble statue he fought mere seconds before.

“ Ya never did answer my question, and I never caughtcha name, either. ”

You stopped in front of him, eyes meandering about as you contemplated a response.

“ It’s Y/N. ”

“ Nothin’ special, just Y/N—ouch! ”

You laid a playful hit into his arm, sticking out your tongue and blowing raspberries at his comment.

“ Hey, my name is special! And yeah, I’m not some nutjob like you, mister Red Reign. ”

“ Oh, fair. ”

He clicked his tongue, and you both shared a bout of laughter before he gestured to the villain.

“ I’ve gotta haul him in, wanna come with? Y’know, to unstonify him? ”

With a shrug, you grabbed his arm and swung up to neatly sit on his shoulder. Patting his shoulder, you crossed your legs and purred.

“ Lead the way. ”

Raph began to expect your company, whether on casual patrols or in the heat of battle. He had began to see you as a hero, perhaps even a spotty sidekick, over time. That assumption only served to get him hurt in the end though, when you stared him down on the other end of justice’s stick.

“ Y/N, what are ya doin’?! ”

He hissed, grabbing your arm and gripping it solidly as you attempted to slip away. Over time, he had become far too accustomed to your stone swimming ability to let you get the upper hand on him. Planted, you tugged a few times before looking to glare at him.

“ My job, Raph, now let GO! ”

His other hand shot out, grabbing your free hand to try and wrestle its contents out.

“ Ya can’t do this, Y/N, we need to confiscate all Kraang remains fer public safety! ”

You squirmed away, hold not loosening even a teensy bit on the kraang parts you were trying to swipe. See, a certain weapon-smith in the Hidden City was offering top dollar to whoever could bring him in alien tech, and only a fool would pass up this kind of job.

And you were no fool.

“ What do you take me for, Raph, a hero!? I’m not ONE OF YOU, okay? I never was! Now let me go, or else. ”

Your tone grew dark, as did the gaze you gave him. He faltered, but stood his ground. Your eyes never held such hostility towards him, but then again he never stood in the way of your antics. So, since he hadn’t let go, your other hand latched onto his wrist and held on tight as marble started to climb and cover his wrist, arm, then shoulder.

His eyes followed the creeping material stiffening his body, then locked with yours. They swirled with an emotion that caught you off guard, but nothing could have prepared you for his response. Meridian eyes, glistening with threatened tears peered into your shaky hues, pleading goodness. It was a silent ask for mercy.

“ Y/N… Don’t do this, please. ”

┆ ── ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — Donnie 💌

Heroics were not your thing at all. If anything, you and your friends constantly joked that you’d be a villain way before you were ever a hero, so how did you end up becoming a vigilante for New York’s evil-doers? Why, it was such a silly reason, truly. Not a soul would ever know the real reason—well, except for you, of course. Mystic abilities were something you knew in and out, partly due to it being an innate part of you.

You were born half of a magical being, the child of a human and a yokai. Your father would have loved to see you become a protector, to use your magic to protect other humans like your mother, but unfortunately he didn’t live to see it happen, and you had sworn off that kind of responsibility. Far too much to weigh in your shoulders! You, a protector of the city? Depended on by all those people? Never in your wildest dreams would you have stepped up to such a role.

That is, until you found yourself on the receiving end of a vigilante’s help. It was during the threat of apocalypse when you met him, a mutant clad in purple with the signature of mystic enchantment. When the alien goo had set its sights on you, seconds from engulfing you and possessing you to become one of the mindless soldiers to the invaders, it was the turtle boy who slammed down with his purple magic who saved you. And, well, could anyone blame you for falling in love?

The way his freehand took yours, hoisting you up as though you were as light as a feather, holding you behind him while his other hand masterfully wielded a technologically improved Bo. How he swept you up, immediately taking you to safety—and not even leaving once he dropped you off! He let you down and turned his focus to some device adhered to his forearm, asking you all sorts of questions for your well-being.

At the end of it all, he had but one simple question for you, and that was “ are you okay? ” With your nod, he disappeared off into the night, likely to save other cityfolk in just as much danger, but god had you felt so special in that moment.

So much so that you longed to encounter him again, thus going against your own ruling against heroism.

And boy had it paid off.

“ Doooonnnniiiieeeee, there’s no way Fun-Gus is going to be right here in exactly, what, 3 minutes? ”

“ Have faith, dearest Illusori, by my calculations Fun-Gus will land right there in, correction, 2.43 minutes—not 3. ”

He gave you a sly smirk, knowing it irked you whenever he was technical with small details, but you would be lying if you said it wasn’t one of his cute traits. Plus, he was usually always right. As you both waited in place for the fungal mutant to touch down, a timer ticked away on his device—juuuuust in case his calculations were off.

“ Fun Gus appears on the scene! ”

Roared the mushroom villain as he hit the pavement, right as an alarm went off.

“ Called it! ”

“ Ugghhhh, annoyed sigh! ”

You groaned, snickering at the playful glare he gave for your copying of his little “ saying the action aloud ” habit.

“ Whatever, copycat, you know the plan! ”

He kicked off, lunging towards the villain, while you nodded, determined to execute your part ever so perfectly! He might even just give you praise…

Ah, wait, don’t get off topic! Focus, that’s your cue! With closed eyes, the world drowned out around you as magic welled at your fingertips. You could feel the power surging through your veins, tingling with so much pressure that it was almost a bit overstimulating, but onwards you pushed. Soon, an illusion would seep into Gus’ perception, duplicating Donnie’s image around him and amplifying the mystic display of his own magic.

Of course, only one of the Donnie’s was real, since your magic could only play illusion-based tricks.

Just as powerful, though. Especially on victims who had no clue of your ability.

“ Whether there’s five or a thousand of you, turtle, you can’t defeat me! ”

Annoyed, Gus slammed his palms into the ground and forced dozens of mushrooms to sprout up—all surging towards Donnie. With one slow rotation of your hand, the mushrooms vanished from sight, further confusing the villain as he stumbled back, dumbfounded.

“ Huh—what? Where—“

He glanced up as the Donnie Duplicates closed in, all syncing into one as he landed a heavy hit into the mushroom’s cheek. He rolled and tumbled a bit, instantly rendered unconscious, thus cuing your part to drop the illusion. The world around you three warbled and popped, revealing a mushroom-covered space.

“ If you give me a couple more minutes, I can come up with a great mushroom pun for this! ”

Trotting up to his side, unceremoniously stomping a couple ‘shrooms on the way, you have a cheeky grin as your partner in crime groaned at the thought.

“ No, no, no, no, nope, not happening. I’m going to ensure you do NOT get the chance to make any sorts of puns. ”

Donnie crouched down, plucking a few mushrooms from the villain’s face, then dropping them into a vial.

“ Are you spore you want to be that close to him? ”

“ That was terrible. ”

Crouching beside him, you smiled fondly at the slight grin he gave to a “ terrible joke ”. Reaching forward, you poked his cheek lightly and he pulled away with an ever-growing grin as he swatted your hand back.

“ Ah, but who still smiled? ”

“ An unimportant observation! ”

You had snuck your way into Donnie’s heart, securing your part as “ Patrol Partner ”.

But, as charming as you were as his vigilante plus one, no one could blame either of you for wanting more. There had been plenty of times, as the two of you readied to part for the night, that you yearned to reach out, grab his hands, and go “ hi, my name is Y/N, and i really want to go on a date with you! ”

and just as many times had Donnie needed to resist pulling your retreating form back, locking eye contact, and requesting that you become more than a patrol partner.

Luckily, that stage had been set on the night of a particularly uneventful patrol that landed you both in a prime location usually used for couples bonding. Following a trail that turned into a dead end, you both lingered at a clearing where the trees perfectly framed what might have been the only part of the city where the stars were visible.

“ … Illusori? ”

“ Mm? ”

You perked up, turning to see him completely enraptured by the view. He leaned back to sit in the grass, and you followed suit almost instantly. Soon, you were both laid back, watching the stars twinkle. Silence tiptoed around you both for a few seconds before he finally breathed in deeply and exhaled.

“ Who are you, really? ”

This was the moment you had been waiting for all this time, and yet here you were, at a loss for words. Before awkwardness could plateau, you glanced at him, then sat up. Propped up by one of your arms, you leaned over him and hesitated. As Illusori, your magic would play its part by also hiding your identity behind disguise, but this was your chance to finally drop that disguise and potentially become closer to the one who started this whole “ vigilante double life ” to begin with…

So, taking your own deep breath, you gave a wonky smile.

“ That depends, can I request ‘Mrs. Donatello’ as an acceptable response? ”

“ … ”

With widened eyes, Donnie averted his gaze and looked everywhere but you. Nervousness crept up your throat as he began gesturing with one hand while the other laid behind his head as a pillow.

“ Y—Ahem, you may, if only I can request permission to see you beneath the mask. ”

“ Only if I can see you. ”

“ What? My mask—it hides nothing! ”

He shot up, completely taken off guard by your request, but loosened up as your laughter indicated that was sarcasm. With a twirl of your hand, the magic hiding away your true appearance slipped away, and all he could do was stare. Wide-eyed, he soon broke the silence with a whistle.

“ Wow, you’re… ”

You could practically see the hearts in his eyes as his gaze on you softened with a heart wrenching smile. God you were in love with him.

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I dont know why... But

I might want to see more Mikey art!

If you want to!

"I love it when you're with me... it's exactly where you belong... <3"

you asked, and I deliver! :D I loved drawing this, and this pretty much concludes my 'fluffy-yandere-sketch' drawing series! I've drawn one for each of the 4 brothers, in their own versions and I'm glad it's finally done! I want to squeal and gush about the details I added in here but I'll probably just sound annoying, so I'll leave it here! Have a nice day, and thank you for requesting!

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So Shell Feed

five: ✧ portal hijinx

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴇᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ᴄɪᴛʏ. ʏᴏᴜ sᴏ ᴅᴇsᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ʜᴏᴍᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ sᴏ ᴅᴇsᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴛᴏ ғɪʟʟ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪssɪɴɢ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs sᴜᴘᴘᴏsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ.

parts: One || Two || Three || Four (you’re here!)

I wanted the title to be "Portal Hijinx and a turtle's Sly Winks so badly but... haha. Sorry if this one came out later than anticipated! I've been super busy with work - but I'll try to find more time to work on this book! Also, we hit 1.3k reads on ao3? WHAT? Yall fr like this story? That's WILD! <3 //

One moment you were standing at the bottom of the ladders leading up to the city.

The next moment, you were being held on for dear life by a turtle who was chasing you down with a sword.

It was only at the very last moment when you were too late, did you realize that Leo had pushed you and him through a magical portal leading you to God knows where.

Your first instinct was to scream until you stopped falling. Your second instinct was to keep your eyes shut for fear of seeing something that would cause your mind to go medically insane. In a world of turtles and magical swords that opened gateways to... wherever, that wasn't such a farfetched idea to go with.

You don't think a single human being could stop you from screaming your precious little heart out (you were, coincidentally, terrified of the unknown) but Leo, being anything but human, fairly managed to grab ahold of your face and reassure you with a "calm down, you're kind of causing a scene."

....Well, you wouldn't exactly say reassure when all he did was piss you off with those words. Piss-assured. Pissed-assured?

"Leonardo... I know you did not just say that to me." Your voice came out gritted and angry, sending a shiver down the Blue-clad turtle's spine. Although, if you're giving credit where it's due; he did manage to stop you from screaming.

"You just threw us into a portal!!!"

...Nevermind. More screaming ensues.

"I know! I know! And I'm sorry, but it's cool, right? Look where you are right now, it's still exactly what I wanted to show you so it kind of worked, yeah?" Leo waved his hands frantically with an embarrassed smile.

You genuinely didn't have the patience for this right now. You thought Leo was cool, but this was seriously infuriating.

"LEE-O," your voice came out heavy, ignoring the pout that he gave as you angrily gripped his shoulders. It was only when you realized anger won't solve the problem of getting you home that you let out a sigh, calming your nerves and releasing the tension in your jaw.

"Leo," this time you spoke calmly. "I think you're misunderstanding where I'm upset. It doesn't matter where we are. What matters is that we aren't where I need to be right now. My mom expects me to be home soon, and now I'm in the middle of nowhere!"

Your arms shot up dramatically, and you were close to having your anger issues resurfacing again.

"No! That's totally okay!" he didn't even think about apologizing to you (you did NOT take that 'I'm sorry, but' to heart) - something that pissed you off endlessly.

But he continued, "I can just portal you right back to your house once I'm done showing you around!"

"But I don't want you to show me around!"

"PLEAAASE just trust me!! I promise it will be worth your while - you aren't even giving it a chance! Don't lie to me and say you've seen any of this before!"

Although absolutely irate, your curiosity couldn't help but follow Leonardo's outstretched arm. It was only then that you indeed took sight of the place you and him were in.

"....OH WHAT THE FUCK?"

The scenery bloomed with color all around you; pillars, castles, and buildings littered every line of sight. Floating creatures and animals swooped past you high above, and the streets were flooded with monsters and creatures you only knew to compare to the four turtles.

"See?!" Leo beamed. He proceeded to break into a little victory dance while you stood slack-jawed in awe. Or was it shock?

Maybe it was you mentally losing your mind; consciousness becoming aware of things the human brain was never met to comprehend. You fought the urge to roll your eyes to the back of your head.

"This is all... This is seriously some Little Monsters sorta shit," you whispered.

"I don't know what that is but I'm gonna take that as a compliment!" he answered you in a cocky tone, seemingly unaware of how utterly petrified you were.

Honestly, you weren't sure whether or not being petrified was logical for the current situation. On one hand, you wanted to trust Leo, on the other, your 'red-flag subconscious was profusely signaling to you that you were actually being viscously manipulated by four reptilian monsters and one mentally disturbed high schooler so that they may turn you into delicious toppings of a freshly bought pizza.

Your face paled. Surely not, right? Either way, one thing was for certain:

When it came to putting your life into the hands of someone - of all people - maybe it shouldn't be Leonardo.

Eyes never straying from the overwhelming sights before you, you slowly brought out your futuristically refurbished phone from your pocket.

Surprisingly, your phone didn't have a single dent or scratch from the portal fiasco moments before.

[ 23 Unread Messages. ]

A worrisome pit fell to the caverns of your stomach. No one was answering. Was there even reception here? Of course, right? You were clearly sending the messages?

"So! Seeing as I am the only one here with you - and your only means of transportation back home, howsabout I take you on an exciting tour of the Hidden City? It'll be a BLAST, we might even be able to"

"You kidnapped me."

" - WHAT?!"

"You totally kidnapped me!" you shot an accusing finger at Leo, making him jump back.

"I did not!....... Mean to! Ugh!" giving up, Leo slouched with another dramatic pout. You simply crossed your arms.

"Maybe it looks that way to you, but I didn't intend for it to! I was going to show you the cool tricks my sword could do, and where it could take us! I didn't think I'd trip, I just got so excited - "

"So you ran towards me, with a sword, all because you were excited?!"

"Yes! Exactly! I was excited to show you! I wanted to impress you - "

Oh shell, where was he going with this? If he told you he wanted to impress you so you'd think he was cool it would have the complete opposite effect of his goal!

" - you're the first human we've met in seven years that wasn't trying to kill us or call us freaks!"

Your anger dissipated as shock from his confession set in. Words couldn't find their way to your mouth, so he kept on.

"You have no idea how rare this is for us! I just thought that if you were impressed by all the talents we have - all the fun that we can get into, you'd want to.... y'know, stick around." He didn't sound whiny or cheesy like one would imagine, rather like he was... tired.

'Okay, Leo, not necessarily the reason, but it sounds believable enough, right? Makes you sound more brotherly than pathetic.... right???"

As you processed his words, a frown began to pull at your lips. You pitied him - all of them, but didn't you just say you all could -

He wasn't there to hear you say you were staying. To offer a proper hangout.

All he saw was you getting ready to head out of the sewers.

Oh.

"Leo, I don't exactly plan on leaving you guys anytime soon." Your response came out hesitant, "I don't exactly have any other friends I'd rather be hanging out with," the reasoning behind that sentence brought a foul taste to your mouth, but you didn't want to talk about it.

His demeanor quickly changed for the better: back to his usual flirty and hyperactive self. That iconic, charming grin he wore was once again present on his lips.

"None as radically cool as me, right?" he joked. "It'd be hard to top all of this," he smugly gestured to himself, making you roll your eyes.

"Exactly," his face grew hot, "point is, I'm not going anywhere. You don't have to worry about that whatsoever." You took a moment to think.

Your mom wouldn't be... that mad, right? 'Wait a minute... Gadoie, dingbat, why don't you just text her?'

And so you did, face flushed in embarrassment and hands fumbling on the keyboard. You simply wrote: 'Momma, is it alright if I get pizza with my friends? It should only take an hour, maybe two. They offered to drive me home.'

A lie, indeed, but there was some truth! Like the transportation home, and the staying out for two extra hours (that you definitely didn't hope for).

'You can have up to 90 minutes. Be safe.'

Her response came quicker than you anticipated, but you were grateful nonetheless. You texted her a short, 'thank you!' and turned your phone off, finally meeting Leo's gaze.

"...Alright, I'm convinced. You've got forty minutes of my undivided attention, little boy blue." You couldn't help but smile watching him hoot and holler victoriously. "But if we get into any trouble, I'm counting on you to get me out of it."

"Luckily for you, I am the best when it comes to the ninja-ing in the family." His smirk could not possibly be pulled any higher, and he swatted the ribbons of his mask over his shoulder as faux hair.

"We're gonna have to count on it because I'll be a pretty horrifying ghost. Get me killed and my whole family comes after you, too. The risk is all yours to - "

" - Yeah yeah, that's great let's go!"

He interrupted you! In the middle of your threat for the sake of your very life!

You let out a startled scream as he tugged you along. He broke out into a sprint, leaving you almost flying behind him. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" you yelled out.

He didn't look back when he responded to you, "you said only forty minutes! We can't spend all of that time with threats and jabs at each other! Forty minutes with Leonardo is forty minutes of fun!!!"

He was crazy! But, you had to hand it to him, this high-speed running around was kinda fun. He acted as if you two were being chased. And to him, you were; being chased by the hands of a clock, looming over with a bloodthirsty grin ready to slice your held hands apart, tearing you away from him forever.

You let out a laugh: a shrill, joyous giggle that drove Leo crazy. You were excited! Finally, he got you anticipating a day with him!

Okay, maybe not a day - maybe 39 minutes, but he'll take what he can get!

Looking around, he had to be honest with himself. He's not as familiar with the hidden city as he acted like; after all, they only rescued April Mayhem from it maybe two or three weeks ago. All he knew was that the city at least looked exciting.

But again, you two didn't have much time. At the very least, it was not enough time to go looking for the City's Tour Booth and snag a map, so he could only depend on trusting his gut and taking you to wherever he thought would be both safe and exciting.

"We're really cutting it close with the time that we were given, but I think I know the perfect place to take you, mi amiga!" he lied, hand tightly wrapped around yours. You followed in blind faith.

He led you 'downtown', where the street was littered with booths of food, street games, and performers. Each and every creature there were not human - making you feel like the alien out of all of them.

"This is so surreal," you admitted quietly. You were busy staring at the performers while Leo spent his time eagerly staring at your mesmerized reactions.

"Yeah? But it's kind of thrilling, right? Oh my god, wait, you have got to try this," easily distracted, the blue-clad turtle tugged you away from the acts to bring you up to a particular booth from the food vendors.

This booth had what looked to be a hairy, purple egg.... thing. It had a stem on the top indicating (hopefully, you thought) that it was not actually some alien pre-hatchling but instead a fruit or something.

You had an idea of what Leo was about to suggest.

Buying one of the eggs from the vendor was pretty easy for him - for some reason, the Hidden City accepted U.S. currency. You're gonna ignore the multitude of questions you had.

"Eat! Eat! You're gonna LOVE this.... this thing!"

You knew it. You knew he was gonna pull this shit.

"You want me to eat this thing?!" fear poured from your voice in waves. Leo nodded eagerly.

"Yes! Oh just take a biiiite, it's not poison! I swear it tastes like 50 different meals at the same time and you can never describe any single one of them!"

You pulled him away from the vendor in an anxious but polite manner, only so that you could dramatically decline Leo's offer without having to seem rude.

"There is no way I'm gonna eat that! You don't even know what it's called, Leo!"

Leo wasn't looking at you - eyes focused on slicing the 'egg' with his sword instead. (Something that was actually quite humorous to see, if not insanely stress-inducing. This dude has no concern for blade safety!)

"Yeah, good points are being made here, but, I also don't know the names of a lot of human food, too." Licking the excess juices off the odachi, Leo picked a slice from the egg and delicately placed it in your hand with a smirk.

"Try it. Trust me."

"Agh, okay, you've convinced me," you smiled, bringing the fruit up to your face to peer at it.

"Really?!"

"Nope!" and then you threw the slice behind your back. "Fuck you, Leo! I'm not trying to have an anaphylactic shock over egg fruit!"

"That's not gonna happen, I don't even know what that word meansss," he cooed, waving another slice of the gooey, furry egg thing in front of your face, "and besides, on the offhanded hypothetical that something does happen to you, I'm sure Donnie can handle it with his nerdy science stuff. 'Cause he's a nerd."

You frowned, pushing the fruit away with a flat hand. "No thank you, Leo. I'll just take your word for how good it i-"

Leo interrupted you for what felt like the 100th time today by shoving the fruit into your mouth. At first, you wanted to panic. But he was totally right.

Whatever this food was, it was delicious. And Leo had so kindly peeled the furry skin off of this slice so the texture wouldn't make you cringe - oh my gosh, you don't think you've ever enjoyed food as much as this funky little egg.

You wanted to be mad that he totally violated your boundaries, but you were legitimately in euphoria right now.

"Riiiiight? I told you! UGH, SO GOOD!" He groaned satisfactorily, taking a bit out of another slice himself. "Nothing like mystic food, seriously! Except... maybe pizza."

Mouth still full and hands grabbing for more slices, you laughed in agreement. These dudes love their pizza, huh?

Honestly, seeing Leo smile at you the way he was right now made your stomach flip. And not even in a romantic kind of way, you know? You were simply over the moon with how much fun you two were having. And in a mystic city?

Your old, shitty friend group couldn't top this feat even if they tried! You hit the absolute jackpot with friends this time.

[New Messages.]

"Gotta say, Leo, you're a bit overzealous." You'd finally finished the fruit together, and although it was only a few slices it felt as if you ate a three-course meal. Now you simply sat at a bench watching as fireworks danced in the streets.

Like literally, in the streets. Right by passersby. You chased some with Leo only a few moments before. He turned to you with a curious glint in his eye.

"Me? Overzealous? Nah, I think you mean I'm just eager for fun," he corrected you with a teasing tone, but your words actually shook him a bit. He hoped he wasn't scaring you away.

"....I think I was right," you joked, "all the same - I'm kinda happy you pushed me to chill down here for a bit. You were right, I had no idea what I was missing."

"Ah yes, right, as always," he bragged. His eyes closed and a smile grew on his face that showed off his canines. You shoved him lightly.

"Whatever. You're just lucky I let you pass the forty-minute mark," you joked.

As soon as the words left your mouth, Leo's eyes widened back up. He turned to you curiously but then started to chuckle, "ohoho, you were totally selling me short! How long has it been since then?"

You looked down at your phone. "Hmm... looks like I gave you an extra 30 minutes by now," that meant 20 minutes left till you're home.

"Are you serious? We've been here over an hour and I didn't even realize - but you realized! If I didn't know any better I'd say you actually like my company, amigo!" he poked at your stomach, pulling another laugh out of your lips.

"Nah, I think I'd have had a lot more fun with the others," you mocked. He replied with an 'oh I'm sure,' but you both continued to wildly grin.

"But really, I only have 20 minutes left till my mom expects me to be home. You think you can get that portal going yet?"

"Why of course I can," he put on an Old English accent, bowing with a wave of his sword before turning away from you.

Bringing his mystic odachi to his chest, he let a deep breath in and out to soothe his quaking nerves. Then, he turned back to you, arms gestured outward as he confidently posed.

"Watch and be amazed!" he announced, "I, Leo the great, will take you and me back to the lair in three, two...!"

Slicing a cut through the air, he caught the 'one' in his lips as he choked. There was definitely a portal.

But it was not at the lair.

The portal looked like a window to the leaning tower of Pisa.

".......Aheh. Funny." Although a bit frazzled you let yourself believe that he was probably teasing you again. You hoped he was teasing you.

Sweat dripping down Leo's head, he turned to you anxiously. "Only joking, okay, real thing real thing," and sliced again.

.....

"Leonardo," you cautiously started, staring through Portal #2, "I really need to get home. Be serious now, I don't remember the lair being in Egypt."

"Oh yeah, don't worry don't worryyy, sometimes this thing just likes to be a little funny, gimme a second," he mumbled out the last part of his sentence in a frustrated tone, vigorously shaking the odachi as if it was going to pour out portals like a salt shaker.

"I'm going to trust you for three more minutes before I'm calling Donnie for help," you sighed. That sent him into a panic.

"No no no no no, there's no need for that!" he anxiously stammered, "I've got you, ____! You don't need some turtle taxi when you've got me!" And it was going so well! What went wrong? Come on, you stupid little sword, make the portal!!!

"I guess all I can do is wait and see," you mumbled. You picked at the black polish on your nails and gnawed on your cheek, nervously watching as Leonardo clearly struggled to make a correct portal.

"Ugh! This is so weird! It's like my sword wants me to break it," okay, now he was threatening his own weapon to comply. Suddenly, you were reminded of how peculiar your choice of friends was.

With another frustrated groan, Leo threw his hands in the air. "Fine!" He sighed, "I guess we can call Donnie. But I'll get this thing to work and when I do we're so gonna have a better Leo and ____ day like we DESERVE!"

Another portal - this time one that finally looked familiar..... Too familiar....

'That place looks a lot like.... no, it is! That's my street!'

"Leo!" you bounced out of your seat, jolting the boy out of his tantrum. "That's it! That's my street! How did you know?!"

Leo's stare was blank - if anything, maybe baffled. "....Huh?!" his eyes flickered to the portal and his sword with lightning speed.

"No way, for real?"

"What do you mean for real? You made the portal, didn't you!"

"N- Yeah! I totally did, yup, ahuh! See? What did I tell you, I totally had it covered!" quickly pulling a confident facade, Leo puffed out his chest with a heroic laugh.

You cheered alongside him without thinking of the implications. And when you did, a creeped-out shiver went up your spine.

"...Wait... so then, does that mean you and Donnie found out where I lived?!"

Leo's face paled. "We didn't!"

'Shit, what should you say, Leon?!'

"I lied!"

'Way to go.'

"Yeah, I actually had no idea. Maybe the sword knew? It's mystic, mystic swords can do that.... I think," he shrugged. "But we can ignore it because at least you're successfully home! Yippee!!!"

Panic was seen throughout every pore of Leonardo's reptilian body. You, although still very put off, slowly agreed nonetheless. "Yeeeah.... Yippee."

Deciding that you had suffered enough craziness today, you let out a heavy sigh. "Well, I guess I'll talk to you guys tomorrow. Or maybe next week. After all the craziness I've had to go through in the span of a few hours, I might go into a coma," you spoke as you walked through the portal.

Looking back at Leonardo still standing in the mystic city, you gave him a tired wave. "I'll text you guys that I made it home, okay? You do the same for me, yeah?"

His sword lay limp next to his leg as he just stared at you. Only for a second though, because after he processed the night really did end for you and him, he smiled softly. "....'Kay. Don't sleep for too long though, I'll be so bored." His playful attitude returned.

You laughed, "I'll try, homie," and turned away, heading down the street as the portal closed.

And then it was just Leo left, watching the Hidden City move on by while he stood still......

".....Crap!"

'Seriously, Leo?! Lying to their face? ADMITTING TO IT? YOU LOOKED LIKE SUCH A DOOFUS!'

"UuuUuuUuUuGHGHHGHG I NEED TO SLEEP THIS DAY OUT OF MY MIND!" Leon pulled at his face and ferociously shook his head, hoping that the humiliating scenes poured out from his brain and left him alone.

He tried for another portal. This time, it worked in one go. And when he stepped through the blue wisps to the lounge room of the lair, he was greeted by three brothers and an intensely worried April.

"Leo!" they all exclaimed.

He moved past them, trying to head to his room without a single word uttered. But they persisted.

"Leo, where's ____?! Are they okay?" Mikey asked, pulling Leo by the arm.

He groaned, "they're fineee, I took them home," was all he said. Or I guess, wanted to say. They kept going.

"You were gone for almost two hours, what have you been doing? We have school in the morning!" It was April's turn to interrogate him, and her foot tapped against the floor as she waited for an explanation.

"They said I could take them to walk around the Hidden City, all we did was eat and hang out! Sheesh, they were the ones that agreed to it!"

"You're not getting the point, Leo!" of course it was Raph that started to lecture him once more. Leo quickly grew irritated as the oldest brother blocked him from entering the subway.

With his classic, crossed-arms, furrow-browed look, Raph began again. "You can't just kidnap someone just because you don't want them to leave! They didn't intend to spend another two hours hanging out, they wanted to go!"

Guilt tugged at Leo's chest, face reddening again as he felt another oncoming wave of humiliation. He hadn't even told Raph that you were initially against the idea, and he still found a way to be in the right.

It made Leo seethe. "Whatever, they wanted to have fun, and they had fun! You're not the only one that read the group chat!" He pushed past Raph as fast as he could, more than ready to leave the conversation and just pass out on his couch.

He ignored the small 'there's a group chat?' he heard from April and headed down the stairs, leaving the three brothers and human friend to watch his exit with equal, dumbfounded expressions.

April only looked up at the rest of the three of them.

"....Well, uh..." the air was tense and awkward, making her shuffle her feet anxiously. "I think I'm gonna head out, too. School night, as I said," she quietly reasoned. She said her goodbyes to the three turtles and they walked her to the ladder, watching as she exited the lair safely.

Then, the three brothers turned to each other.

"Raise your hand if you feel bad for ___ for having to endure all of us," Donatello finally broke the silence, lifting his hand and watching his two brothers do the same.

"Oh good, I'm not the only one."

Mikey felt his phone vibrate, and he pulled it out to find you had left a message in the group chat, indicating you made it home safely.

Reading the messages, a giant grin grew on his face.

"If they can handle us," Mikey shoved his phone in front of his brothers' faces - inches away from literally decking either of the two as he grinned mischievously, "I'm sure I make it worth their while! I'm sooo their favorite! Just watch, they're gonna be coming to the lair just to see ME!"

Donnie shook his head, and Raph snatched the phone away from his smallest sibling. "Highly unlikely, my oblivious younger brother! They were so impressed by my amazing tech skills, they're gonna be over the moon when I give them a tour of my lab!" he threw a jab at Mikey and they quickly began to roughhouse.

Raph chided the two, "no way! You should've seen how we connected! We're gonna be attached to the hip before you guys even know it!" and jumped into the fight, ignoring Leon's screams for them to shut up and let him sleep.

And though they spent the rest of the night horseplaying, all of them could agree to at least one thing:

They couldn't wait to talk to you tomorrow.

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