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tmntxthings · 1 year

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一∑ ruin the moment 。・゜・

song inspired | ceilings by lizzy mcalpine

author’s notes: a quick drabble that i thought had potential.. i imagine living in insolation takes its toll on the mental, the song is pretty cool <3

word association: hallucinations, touch-starved, out of reality, projecting, imagination…

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Donnie watched as the credits rolled once more. It was his favorite movie. The real one. Not the one he told his brothers. This one was his, this one was special. Just like you.

He turned his head to the side to see you passed out. You could never stay awake when it got this late. You were kinda cute.

His hand went up, he wanted to brush your hair back. He wanted to skim his fingers along your cheeks. He wanted to touch you.

But he held back, his hand dropping in favor of closing the laptop. He didn’t want to wake you up. He settled back into the pillows that were piled up behind him.

This was enough, he thought as he placed the laptop on the bedside table. You here with him. Comfortable enough to sleep. You were kinda cute, and his heart jumped as if to nod along in agreement.

He got as close as he dared. Inching closer to your side. Your hand was above the covers. Maybe he could.. reach out.. touch there.. hold your hand. And as he reached out once more he felt his chest tighten.

Don’t.

It was a sudden thought. One that surprised him. One moment he had been building up the courage just to reach out and now his mind was telling him to do the opposite.

Move back. You’ll ruin this. Don’t do it.

He blinked as he watched you breathe in deeply, turning over closer to him. You had touched him. Knees coming up and knocking against his leg.

He swallowed.

That was all it took, his hand went out on its own accord. Brushing away your hair like how he had wanted. How he had wished to do.

He leaned down, kissing your forehead. Murmuring how much he loved you. His eyes closed once more, breathing in, before moving back.

And when his eyes opened you were no longer there. Not beside him.

You were there on the screen though. And the credits started to roll once more. His chest panged.

This was his favorite movie..

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radicaldadood · 2 years

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Rise drabble y'all yep yep featuring urs truly foot!Leo <3 Forgive me it shouldn't be this long- A drabble ain't even a drabble anymore- Edit: pss I drew this drabble

You wiped the blood on your lips, keeping your eyes narrowed at the man you once knew.

"C'mon (Y/n), we don't have to keep doing this. Just surrender yourself to us. To me. Simple as that and we won't have to fight each other anymore." His husky voice rings in your ear.

Again. As if this will be the last before you yield.

This is amusing to him. The chasing, the game between cat and mouse. He catches you and you fight back. Then he let you escape on purpose. Everytime. Then it repeats like a routine for the both of you.

You know. He knows you know because that's why he allows you to escape. That shit eating grin he often wears to pissed you off on purpose.

How did it get to this?

New York falling apart. Almost every inch of the cities there is no place where the Shredder doesn't own.

People feared for their lives day and night. Unable to risk themselves to go out to look for supplies.

That is your duty. Looking for supplies for the others before curfew. And everytime he always seems to get in your way.

How did he turn out like this?

You remember laughing with him. Pulling jokes together. Playing video games together. Having midnight snacks together because you guys would suffer insomnia almost every night.

He was always so cheerful. So loving. Loyal and caring. He was the face of the team. A leader. A friend. A brother. A son.

What had happened to that Leo?

What gave him away?

What did he miss?

What did he lose?

Thunder cracked upon the sky, snapping you back to reality. You hardened your grips on your sword as you stood your ground.

On the wrong time, your mind decided to occupy you once more by torturing you with stupid flashbacks. You eventually fall for the blue clad throughout the years knowing him and the guys. You two were the closest friends. A duo. Two peas in a pod. You were inseparable. But you decided to bury your feelings deep down, afraid you would ruin your friendship.

You cringed at the thought. You liked- no- loved Leo.

But this isn't Leo.

Leo is no more.

Replaced by this…monster.

Poisoned by another monster. A monster that is much worse than him.

The rain drops reminded you again of the present. The turtle in front of you has been patient with you all evening. You're quite lucky to find out that he hadn't lost his patience after he turned his back on his family. Which means there is still part of Leo left in him. And it pains you deeply.

He pulled a grin, tilting his head while raising his hand and gestured to you to make your last call. It's always like this. He would ask you the first time for you to surrender and you would decline. He'd ask again and you'd give him the same answer. The third same request will be his last warning and you guys would spar after you gave him your final answer.

And tonight as always, you still refuse to give him what he want.

He shrugged, raising his shoulders before cracking his neck and gave his sword a couple of warm up swings.

You stood your ground, waiting for him to give you his special attack like he always does. He didn't take off his smile before speeding himself towards you. You let out the breath you've been holding, embracing yourself for the impact as he charge at you.

Masterlist

#rottmnt x reader #tmnt x reader #rottmnt leonardo x reader #rottmnt leo x reader #tmnt leonardo x reader #tmnt leo x reader #tmnt foot!leo #foot!leo #rottmnt fic #tmnt fic #rottmnt imagine #tmnt imagine #rottmnt leo #tmnt leo #save rottmnt #drabble #tmnt drabble #rottmnt drabble #RFL series

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normal-internet-user · 1 year

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Greetings! I come bearing many req's for your poor, bored soul. Hopefully something's snap you out of your slump 🤗

Leo x gn!ADHD!reader because ✨ADHD superiority✨ Leo would probably never admit it, but his new hyperfixation is figuring out all of Y/N's quirks and tells, and loves watching Y/N stim (clicking their tongue, whistling, mostly vocal stims, bonus if Leo is caught mesmerized by Y/N twirling a pencil or deconstructing a pen with one hand). Y/N's current hyperfixation is pop music and if they're blasting it at any point, any of the turtles could call out asking what song, who sings it, etc., and they would just rattle it off like nobody's business

~🌺👸

THANK YOU SO MUCH ANON, MY POOR WRITING JUICES WERE DRY AS A BONE 😭

also, I didn't know what version of Leo you wanted, so I just did Rise!Leo, since I felt he was the best fit. I hope that's ok!

LEO WITH AN ADHD READER

Disclaimer: I myself am not ADHD nor do I know anyone with ADHD so anything I write in here will probably be from online research. I apologize if any of it is inaccurate, and take anything I say with a grain of salt. enjoy!

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You and Leo had been dating for around two months, and Leo could safely say one of his current goals was to figure out and memorize all of your stims and what they meant.

For example, one of your most common stims is whistling.

You're usually whistling or clicking your tounge to the tune of your current favorite song,

(As of right now he knows it's Californa Gurls by Katy Perry.)

He's watched with sparkling eyes as you take apart and reconstruct a pen over and over again.

His gaze never goes unnoticed, by you yes, by his brothers, no.

And they make sure he knows they see him staring.

Leo doesn't mind though, he just wants to know everything about you.

Like how you snap your fingers at random times to keep your hands moving.

Or how you hum when you thinks it's gotten a little to quiet.

He loves everything you do,

Well, most everything.

He did notice that you have a few unhealthy stims.

Such as picking at your skin, pacing, and grinding your teeth.

He does his best to redirect these behaviours.

He'll grab your hands to stop the picking and tugging,

Saying something like, "I just wanted to hold your hand, no biggie."

Sometimes he'll give you figit toys to use instead.

If you start to grind your teeth,

He'll give you a quick kiss on the lips.

He understands that sometimes you can't help it,

So he does his best to help you when he can.

Aside from that,

Leo loves watching your other stims.

The ones that you use to relieve all the built up energy that has no where to go.

He thinks it's cute the way you tap your foot or twirl your hair.

And has even asked you to teach him how to twirl a pencil like you do.

All in all,

I think Leo does his best to understand your ADHD,

Both learning from observation,

And asking for help from Donnie.

Leo loves you, with all his heart.

What can he say?

You've got him completely mesmerized.

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I would once again like to state that everything in this prompt was learned from online articles, and based on the details from Anon. I do not have ADHD nor do I know anyone with ADHD so if this is inaccurate I apologize, I do not mean to misrepresent anyone who has ADHD. With that said, I hope you have a wonderful day!

#tmnt #x reader #tmnt x reader #rottmnt #leonardo x reader #leonardo x reader tmnt #rise!leo #save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise!leo x reader #gn reader #tmnt headcanons #tmnt drabble

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temmtamm · 2 years

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May I please have Donnie with a cottage core S/O who’s just an absolute sweetheart who’s able to get along with almost everyone. Not yandere please.

➷DONNIE WITH KIND/SOCIAL S/O➹

(Asks are open and appreciated)

He doesn't really think of it much at first, of anything he considers it a slight inconvenience due to how much people that want to talk to you every time you and him go outside.

He slowly starts to warm up to it though as unlike him, you have a much easier time communicating with others and don't have to hide behind sarcastic quips to communicate.

It helps a lot when he's having an introvert moment and you can speak up for him.

The "Excuse me, he asked for no pickles" meme but instead of you being rude, it's literally the sweetest tone ever.

Sometimes he and the others swear your a sorceress cause you definitely talked your way out of a battle more than one time.

Sometimes he can get annoyed at how kind you are though, due to it making other people think your a pushover and try to use you.

Unfortunately for them though, kind doesn't equal pushover and you've been around enough villains to know a sleaze when you see one.

Sometimes when he's seeking approval for his inventions or victories, he can get a bit annoyed at your friends for stealing the spotlight though it isn't long before you shift your attention to him.

Just like how he teaches you about tech and science, you can and probably will have to teach him how to socialize with others since you can't be there 24/7 to help him out when he doesn't know how to speak to strangers.

Despite your socialite behavior bringing some cons into his life, he does appreciate both it and you and even loves it at times.

Thanks for watching ♥︎

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uli-art06 · 1 year

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I made an AU

I made an AU and I want to share it, but I don't know if anyone would want to hear about it.

#tmnt au #tmnt #tmnt 2k12 #teenage mutant ninja turtles #hi hello #pls help #alternate universe #tmnt fandom #tmnt raphael #tmnt donnie #tmnt mikey #tmnt leo 2012 #tmnt leonardo #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt donatello #tmnt drabble

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tervaneula · 1 month

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These peepaws GAY

#if you feel like you've seen this pic before - yes you have i just gave it a little crop and an update #also omg if anyone reads this please send me some leoichi doodle/drabble prompts i need to get my gay on #leoichi #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt #rottmnt fanart #samurai rabbit #usagi chronicles #peepaw leo #future leo #future leonardo #yuichi usagi #usagi yuichi #tervdraws #nqk adjacent

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68spidey · 8 months

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TW PANIC ATTACKS

"I can't-" Leo's chest was heaving like he'd run a marathon but hardly any air could be heard moving through his lungs. "C-can't fu- b-brea-the-!"

"You can, Leonardo," Splinter was soothing, familiar, but panic was making his old hands shake. The grip his eldest had on his robe was so tight he could hear the fibers creaking from strain. "My son, please."

Leo hiccuped, shook his head, turning more pale by the second. His eyes were terrified. Screaming silently for help-

"Da-d-" wheezed through a throat clamped tightly shut. "P-pl-ease-"

"Breathe with me." Splinter's old paw curled around his son's shaking hand, trying to ground him so he'd stop trying to rip the plastron from his own chest. Leo keened. "Follow my lead."

Waking up out of a dead sleep to find that you can't fucking breathe is never fun. Leo has been blessed with night terrors and sleep paralysis.. This is "go get dad" level.

It doesn't matter how old he gets, or how much larger he is than Splinter. After an attack like this, all Leo wants is to curl up into his lap.

#teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt 2k17 #leo #papa splinter #art of koi #yeah... yeah.#i was beating up leo tonight lol #bonus shitty little drabble #the shredder absolutely fucked him up and i feel bad but also . don't.#tw panic attack

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yanteetle · 9 months

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Okay so I'm a huge fan of your yan turtles but it got me thinking, what would the turtles think (specifically donnie) if their s/o found out they were unhealthily obsessed with them and they simply didn't care? Like "oh nooooo you are gonna keep me trapped in ur lab forever and lovr and dote on me??? I'm soooo scared and....stuff"

In my head, Raph would be the happiest in this arrangement. He wouldn't admit it out loud, but a lot of his own self esteem depends on what his darling thinks of him. But the only issue is that after y/n accepts it, he'll start using it against them without knowing. When he starts to push boundaries more and y/n tries to reinforce them, he'll bring up the fact that they're okay with this. They accepted this side of him, so why are they backing out now? he won't realize that he's doing it, because in his mind he had already imagined that y/n will accept every aspect of him freely. No matter how... fucked up it really is.

Leo would be bored. He wants drama lowkey. So he's initially relieved that y/n is okay with it. Until he actually does something messed up, wanting a reaction out of Y/n only to receive either a nonchalant or supportive response. I'm tired of pretending Leo isn't the kind of yandere who wants problems and no peace whatsoever. He lives for the thrill, the drama. As long as he can ensure y/n's love in the end, he'll cause the problems in the relationship no matter what. And when I mean problems, I mean murder :)

Donnie expects y/n to put up more of a fight when he actually brings up his demands, but if they accept him fully. He'll be more likely to scold himself for thinking so lowly of you. And then he'll scold himself for preparing so many brainwashing and memory wiping machines prior to even asking. All those hours, wasted on a supportive lab rat lover <3

Mikey? He'd be ecstatic for sure. And I'm sure y/n will be happy/neutral about it too! The only issue is that it won't last long. Mikey will continue to be devoted and increasingly possessive and clingy towards them, but y/n will realize the kind of grave they've dug themselves after a while. And when they want it to stop, it's too late. It's like when you get into a relationship with someone who appears sweet on the outside, they slowly change as the relationship progresses and you start wanting to leave. And by the time you see the other ways Doctor Delicate Touch works, you'd probably want to leave too.

my english today sucks, I'm tired so please don't mind any errors or poor grammar! Lmk if there are any errors and I'll be happy to fix them :))

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rallentando1011 · 2 months

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about donnie making fun of Rom coms. What happens if s/o like them, but in a way where they watch them to make fun of them and it makes them and Donnie reflect on their own relationship without meaning too? 😂 . “It’s so bad. This love triangle. I gotta see how this trainwreck ends! All 3 are terrible and deserve each other”. “Geez I would hate that if a guy did that to me”. “Oh! He deserves better”. S/o does openly swoon over really sweet gestures sometimes though. “Oh. He gave her a library and fixed it up 😭 “.

The song is Nothing - Bruno Major, it does mention alcohol in like one line as well as making out but those are NOT in the story at all - just wanted to preface this with that (thanks for the request btw! I am working on all of them still I promise-)

Nothing

(rise Donnie x gn reader)

“Track suits and red wine

Movies for two

We'll take off our phones

And we'll turn off our shoes”

The evening opened at the lair.

A breezy night, the wind feather-light and warm, the sky had been dim and earth damp with a fresh rain, the frigid conditions of winter thawing into a complacent spring.

Below the concrete confines of the sewers, the weather was just as drippy, the continuous drips and drops of water trickling with a postnasal quality, drumming peacefully throughout the lair.

A dreary morning had bled into a dreary day had bled into a now dreary evening. With the dispelling weather, you had found it drudgery to even perform basic tasks like getting out of bed and dressing yourself and eating. But you had to. And you did.

After getting through the necessities and chores of the day, you had bound to the lair, renewed from your climatory blues with the expectation of good company and no obligations. Sounded good to you.

What you hadn’t anticipated was walking into the lab to see your “company” sitting, hunched over his desk, busy at work, with webcore music playing over the speakers and a rom-com, of all things, playing on his PC.

“Psh,” you half-laughed, the energy behind your amusement not completely convincing. You worked your way beside him and leaned against his desk. “What’s going on here?”

“Oh,” Donnie, just the man you’d been looking for, startled and slowly, as if trying to avoid detection, moved a hand to shut his screen. “Hey, I didn’t see you there.”

Before the computer screen could shut, you nudged it back up. “You like these movies?”

Donnie paled, sitting up straighter, lips pressing into a flat line. “Absolutely not. They’re just good background noise.”

You hummed. If his posture and lack of alertness was anything to go off of, he’d been at this a while. He could use some R & R, and honestly, you wouldn’t oppose.

“Well, in that case, would you like to watch some ‘background noise’ with me?”

He slumped back down in his chair and looked at you blankly. “I am quite obviously in the middle of something. I think we both already know the answer to that.”

“And how long have you been at that?”

There it was: guilt.

You nudged his shoulder, flashing a grin at him. “Come on. We’re getting snacks and taking a well earned break.”

“But-”

“No sir, none of that. We’re going. Projector room. Now.”

“But-”

“First one there chooses the movie.”

That impetus was enough to spur both of you into motion.

“We'll play Nintendo

Though I always lose

'Cause you'll watch the TV

While I'm watching you

There's not many people

I'd honestly say

I don't mind losing to

But there's nothing

Like doing nothing

With you”

Unsurprisingly, he beat you to the projector room. Sure, he was a genetically enhanced mutant turtle and the odds were stacked heavily against you from the get go, but you were still salty about losing your own bet.

Not as salty as you were about his choice of “movie” not being a movie, instead being playing Super Smash Bros.

And especially not as salty as you were about getting irrevocably obliterated.

Round after round of the game, you had been infuriatingly greeted with screen after screen declaring your loss and all but screaming how terribly you sucked. Normally, you got the one up on him at least once, but with how drowsy your motor function was today, not to mention how you kept getting caught up in how invested he was but that was irrelevant, the game was not gaming.

Furthermore, you tried to pin your inopportune streak on S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N., who had taken up residence on your lap after retrieving your and Donnie’s snacks and drinks of choice from the kitchen, but Donnie had disproven that theory. By holding his controller higher to simulate the space the drone took up and proceeding to desecrate you again.

You groaned and slumped down the couch as he once again laughed victoriously, boisterously. Seriously, his ego needed to be humbled.

“Another round,” you demanded, half-dead on the couch. “I got, uh, distracted.”

Donnie halted his gloating, tilted his head down at you and the little drone, though the smug grin had yet to clear his face.

You knew what was next, probably your favorite and least favorite part of your dynamic - banter.

“I know you’re only looking at me to have some semblance of an excuse to lose, but I’ll take that as a compliment of both my rugged good looks and superior gaming skills.”

You feigned injury with a hand over your heart. “Man, that is a harsh accusation. I am wounded. Mortally wounded.”

“Your Yoshi will be the wounded one after I annihilate you in this next round of Smash.”

“Oh, you are on.”

“Dumb conversations

We lose track of time

Have I told you lately

I'm grateful you're mine

We'll watch The Notebook

For the 17th time

I'll say ‘It's stupid’

Then you'll catch me crying”

After a few more times of crushing you in Smash, it apparently became boring. Either that or your pouting convinced him to hand the reins over to you and let you pick a movie.

Finally, you could relax.

Head on his shoulder, his arm around you, a plush blanket resting on your laps, a borderline unbearable romantic comedy on the projector, it was blissful.

“Hmm would you look at that?” you commented on one particular scene. You felt Donnie shift next to you, raising an ever so slightly judgmental eyebrow. “The love interest did something wrong and then compensated by making a library. And spending time with them. And apologizing.”

He stared at you.

You stared back. “Looks like someone could take notes.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Donnie blinked, and you smiled.

“Oh, nothing.”

“We're not making out

On a boat in the rain

Or in a house I've painted blue

But there's nothing

Like doing nothing

With you”

“I would die if you ever did that to me.” You shuddered at the absolutely foul scene unfolding on the television and sunk a little closer into his side, second hand embarrassment seeping into your bones.

“Good connotation or bad connotation?” he pondered, all too genuinely. It made you want to gag.

“Good or bad?” you asked, incredulous. “Like, the worst connotation. I mean, if you showed up to my work like that I would actually spontaneously combust. Deceased. No hesitation.”

You plopped unceremoniously sideways onto his lap, the back of your hand dramatically resting on your forehead.

“That’s what spontaneous means,” he deadpanned, the arm that had been over your shoulder slowly slinking back to his side.

“I don’t need called out on my redundancy right now,” you jabbed an accusatory finger at him, looking up, “I just need you to promise to never do that.”

“Okay, okay,” he conceded with a content grin. “I’ll try not to show up to your work with some overly pedantic display of affection.”

You scowled.

“So shut all the windows

And lock all the doors

We're not looking for no one

Don't need nothing more

You'll bite my lip and

I'll want you more

Until we end up in a heap on the floor”

The room had grown dim, illuminated only by the faint blue on the projector screen. You blinked yourself awake from a half-asleep stupor as you realized the movie had come to a close.

“Hey, are you still up?” you whispered groggily, noting his closed eyes and shallow breathing.

“Unfortunately yes.” His eyes peeled open begrudgingly.

“And you’re not working on anything?”

He seemed visibly more awake at that observation. “Huh. That is correct.”

“Hehe. I finally got you to be unproductive.” You poked his cheek jestingly, still lightheartedly.

“Yep. I concur - you got me.”

“And I finally got you to have a good time.”

“I wouldn’t go that far.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You sat up, incredulous. Sure, it hadn’t been an eventful night by any regard, but it had surely been enjoyable.

“Just that all of the characters are stupid,” he elaborated with a gesticulation of his hands. “Just- all of them are total dum-dums.”

“Well, yeah,” you agreed with a shrug. “That love triangle was destined to fail from the start. They’re all horrible people and deserve everything they got.”

“And watching that is enjoyable for you?”

“Yeah, it just makes me appreciative of what we have.”

Donnie paused, reflected at that. “Huh. That’s… an incredibly introspective view.”

“So, you enjoyed the movie?”

“Don’t push your luck.”

“You could be dancing on tabletops

Wearing high-heels

Drinking until the world

Spins like a wheel

But tonight your apartment

Had so much appeal

Who needs stars?

We've got a roof

But there's nothing

Like doing nothing

With you”

Busy personalities beget busy schedules, and who would want to be anything but? If the choice is between being mundane or multifariously vibrant, isn’t the choice obvious?

Yet sometimes the hustle and bustle and pressure build up, workloads stack up, a devastating fatigue sets in. And the best thing to do together is absolutely nothing.

“No, there's nothing

Like doing nothing

With you”

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layer-10-love · 6 months

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discimus tangendo -

aka, late light talks with your boyfriend.

(2k12 Leo x reader)

It’s a cold night.

In their sewers at least. It was already cold in New York since winter arrived, but due to the humidity of the sewers and other science jargon it was noticeably colder. Even with all the blankets piled on top of you, you still couldn’t stop the clattering of your teeth and stop your body from shivering.

You glanced at the sleeping terrapin next to you, snoring softly and keeping his distance. Despite you and him having been in a relationship for 6 months now, he was very adamant about respecting your boundaries and keeping a prudish attitude towards you. In a way, you found it adorable that he wanted to make you feel comfortable with him but you couldn’t help wanting him to be a bit more affectionate at times.

Despite the shivering cold, it didn’t seem to affect him to the same degree as you. Sure, he was cold as the rest of the turtles, but they had a better resistance than you and humans. When you had asked him why he wasn’t shivering his tits off, to which he scolded you for using vulgar language, he replied with a shrug and said that it felt more like a cool draft to him.

Turtles were aquatic creatures after all, and water is cold, right? Maybe they were naturally used to some cold to an extent? Or maybe their mutation allowed them to have better heating and cooling systems, but he wasn’t radiating any warmth. Shame, you were the heating pad instead of him.

“Leo?”

“…Yes? Y’know, you’re supposed to be sleeping. Donnie told me that humans need a certain amount of hours of sleep to be able-“

You let out a dramatic groan, scooting towards him and latching onto him. He tensed up for a few moments and his breath hitched as he not-so-sneakily glanced over his shoulder to meet your impish grin with a small and clumsy smile.

“As much as I love hearing your voice, it’s okay to shut up sometimes.”, you teased, tapping his cheek with a giggle.

“All I’m hearing is that you love my voice.”

“If I told you I loved silence would you shut that snout of yours?”

That seemed to get a small wheeze of laughter out of him; he flipped over to face you with a small pout.

“Why a snout?”

“Because you have one, duh!”

You took the opportunity of having him face to face with you to gently poke his snout. Or as he would like for you to say, nose.

“…that sounds like something Donnie would say. The rest of us don’t use “technical” words.” He seemed to be a bit upset over the topic;you simply hummed in response and cupped his cheeks with your hands, affectionately rubbing your thumb against his cheeks, earning you a soft churr of approval.

“Is this about you being a turtle?”

You took his silence as confirmation.

“Did you know that I love you?”

At your confession, he sputtered and glanced away, afraid to meet your eyes with his own. You smiled as his cheeks turned into that rose color you love.

“Ye-…yeah…I know.”

If you thought Donnie was the one who stuttered and crushed like a schoolgirl, you’d be right. But he wasn’t the only one.

Leo slithered his three fingered hand on your chest, softly kneading the soft flesh's warmth. You glide your hand from his cheek and down to his hand, awkwardly entwining your fingers together.

“You know,” you began as Leo groaned in false annoyance, “I now have a pet turtle.”

Leo crinkled his snout and squinted his eyes in confusion before blushing brightly and burying his face in your chest.

“…You’re cruel.”

“So I’ve been told.”

You run your fingers over his smooth head, drawing hearts and other shapes into him to soothe him. He churred softly in response, trying to stuffle his sounds of comfort in embarrassment.

“I like the sounds you make, Leo. Why not just let them happen?”

“Because then it means…well…I’m not exactly human.”

“Yeah?”

He scoffed.

“You know what I mean.”

“That you’re a turtle? I’d have to be pretty stupid to not notice until now. Maybe that’s something you should take up with Casey, he’s not the brightest tool in the shed.”

He looks away, eyes hooded over. You sigh.

“If I wanted a human for a boyfriend, I’d easily go for one, but I want you Leo.” You pause, letting your words sink in. “I don’t want anyone else. I love you. If you think I want a “normal” relationship, then don’t I already have it?”

“Plus,” you rambled, “I’ve got like a super strong ninja boyfriend who fights aliens and literal monsters who also loves me, and I love him.”

“…You mean it?”

“I mean it.”

Leo shifted in the bed to hold you in a more comfortable position, and you chuckled and clung to him the moment he got into position.

It’s a better night with you in his arms, he mused.

“So…do you have a tail like an actual turtle?”

“….You ruined the moment.”

#tmnt #tmnt x reader #leo x reader #leonardo x reader #tmnt 2012 #save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #kikou drabbles

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tmntxthings · 9 months

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一∑ All For You・゜・。

author’s note: nice song, idk how I got the yandere vibes, but here we are, also it’s late soooo unedited and prolly horrendous >.<

warnings: yandere!donnie, toxic relationship, gaslighting, lies, manipulation, controlling, cursing

song: “ Feather by Sabrina Carpenter ”

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Donatello didn’t feel any remorse as he hacked into your phone.

You obviously needed help.

You couldn’t do this yourself.

So he took it upon himself to help you out with this one.

It was honestly torture to watch you with your toxic partner.

And he was past the point of caring about the repercussions you may force upon him.

Donnie was actually pretty sure you would be grateful. This favor he was about to do for you.

It was too easy to get into your phone. Donnie sat in his swivel chair, music playing around him as he dabbled with the keys on his keyboard.

After he had cornered his resolve it was only a matter of time. He knew most of your passwords and while he could’ve just stolen your phone to do this… he didn’t want to chance it.

Donnie wouldn’t just block this asshole. No no. He was going to eradicate this fool from your phone. Wipe it clean of your partner's existence. There would be no way they could reach you and if they tried instead it would alert Donnie.

You were unhappy with your current situation. You came to the lair moping, and in a depressive state due to this punk! And it seemed every time you did go through with breaking up, it would last only a couple of hours before this irritating charmer found their way back into your life. Back as your partner.

Well Donnie had enough. And he was positive you felt the same way. You just needed his help. Needed him to take control and save you. Make all the hard decisions so you wouldn’t have to feel guilty.

Gladly! He would gladly do all these things and more to get you back into a happier state. And you would see! Once you got over the fact that he intruded into your space, and completely blocked someone out of your life… all that was missing was the irl part.

Donnie didn’t know if he was ready to commit murder on your behalf yet. So this would have to do for now.

It had worked too. Initially you had wondered why they weren’t responding to you, messaging or calling you. But as the days went by you were brighter, lighter.

And Donnie had to keep it together to not verbally ask for a gracious thank you. No, this was enough. Just seeing you smile. Yeah. A feather is what you became. You floated into his lab, giggling about some comedy movie you had just finished. Asking him about his latest and greatest.

Now usually Donnie was very attentive to you. Especially when you came in his space. He had to make sure you didn’t accidentally light something on fire or god forbid press a button that should probably have a fingerprint approval on it.

So yeah, he was halfway listening to you. His headphones buzzing from a tune, typing something on his monitor when he got a blip of a notification. One that you clocked in on.

“Who’s that??”

And like a cat he jumped in his seat. Realizing it was a message from your asshole of a partner. He was trying to close out his screens and his fingers flew to cover up his mistake. But the world was against him as your head leaned past his shoulder, scrutinizing the screen as he missed the escape button a trillion times.

“Fucking Asshole?”

You questioned and as you read the message. No the loads of messages that had gone between Donnie and well..your soon to be ex! You took a sharp intake of breath.

“Donnie what the fuck is this??”

He cringed. Finally closing, it made a resound click. “Before I admit to my crimes I’d like to point out how happy you’ve been these past couple of days! Just think, you could be this way all the tim—“

“Donnie!!” You yelled, staring him down now.

He pulled down his headset. “Really Y/n you’re overreacting right now. All I’ve done is block them permanently off your phone and rerouted everything they send to me instead.” He listed all of this off nonchalantly. It was all totally cool. It was chill! It was fineeee!

You just continued to stare, though your eyes had widened incrementally as you assessed the bigger picture. “And you’re responding to them??”

“Ahh well.. I couldn’t help myself. I told myself I wouldn’t but.. pretending to be you and slowly breaking their resolve was just too fun to miss out on! Pretty sure they're gonna break up with you soon!” Donnie tacked on the last sentence as a bonus! A super positive plus that surely you were happy about.

“Donnie this is fucked up. You can’t just do that! You can’t just, UGH! I can’t even right now Dee. I’m leaving.”

You were bolting. And Donnie wondered if he should follow. He swiveled. Once. Twice. Fuck it he was going after you! To explain better.

“Y/n! Wait!” He called out, jumping from his chair and pressing on his wrist tech to call for a battle shell. It shot out from the charging station and latched onto his softshell. Once in place he went in jetpack mode, flying through the sewer and assessing you had already made it topside.

You were steps from walking out onto the sidewalk and into the flow of commuters. That was before his hands found your waist, gripping tightly as he picked your weight up off the ground and he shot into the air.

You screamed, flailing before deciding you didn’t want to fall and clung to him instead. Now you were cursing as he slowed down to land on an empty rooftop.

“You’re no better than them! Doing all of this by yourself! Doing things I never asked for and don’t want!” You hollered, getting heated even though you were still trying to catch your breath. Wind whipped past the both of you, leaving trails of goosebumps on you.

Donnie let you get it all off your chest. And by the end of your rant, “now get me off this roof and leave me the hell alone!” You wanted away. Still trying to run. Well now you had nowhere to go unless you wanted to fall six floors down.

“I think if you just took a moment to look past what I’ve done you’ll see I only did it for you! And it’s benefitted you so far! Why do you want to go through that cycle of breakups again? When I could just take care of this problem for you!”

This all sounded reasonable to Donatello. Nice even. “I know it may look bad to you Donnie, but I really do like them. Despite our ups and downs.”

“More downs than ups..” Donnie muttered. Rolling his eyes at the word you used ‘like’. Whatever. There was no way you liked them. Why were you over all the time then? Why not hang out with them? And brimming with excitement too whenever you hung around? When you did come over after a date with your partner you were never that happy!

“I’m serious Donnie, fix what you did or else this will be the last you see of me.”

What?!

You were threatening him now?? After all he had done? His eyes darkened. A sneer appearing on his face as he stalked forward, “Really now? Where you gonna go Y/n?” Donnie looked out at the empty rooftop. No door, no staircase/fire escape. You took in your surroundings too. Your mouth going into a grim line.

“I’ll call the police. I’ll call your brothers!” Again with the threats!

Donnie expanded his tech bo. And while you jumped back thinking he was about to attack, he just leaned over it, bored to bits already. “Go ahead, try calling up a hero. We’ve got all the time in the world up here for you to understand my side of things.”

You didn’t know why every call you tried failed. Well that was until you looked up to see Donnie canceling it on his end. On his wrist tech. He shot you a swarmy wink when he caught you staring. Fuming. You’d see his point of view soon.

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below are answered anon asks from this post:

thoughts on ‘jumping’

thoughts on ‘pretending’

thoughts on ‘layers’

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radicaldadood · 2 years

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I had this tmnt 2k3 drabble, feel free to use/make it a a full fic but credit me.

So I hc Leo like raisin cookies. The bros + April and Casey hang at (Y/N)'s apartment one day. They made cookies for them. From the kitchen (Y/N) otw to the living room with another plate of cookies. Mikey tryna grab em. (Y/N) immediately pulled away before he could reach.

"No, this one's for Leo!"

"Oooo for Leo~" He said coyly. "What's so special 'bout it (N/N)?"

"These are raisin cookies." They all paused and looked at Leo while he just 🧍. "Raisin?" Raph cringed. (Y/N) ignored everyone's looks, "Yea, he requested me to bake these. So I did." as they passed the plate to Leo who happily digged in.

Some couldn't hold their disgusted reactions. (Y/N) rolled their eyes. "Oh, grow up guys. In my defense I wouldn't prefer it but it's not even that bad." "So you're sayin' to you Leo is a raisin cookie based on your type and stuff?" Raph teased, raising an eyebrow.

(Y/N) pulled the blink white guy meme as others cracked while Leo choked to death. Ty for coming to my ted talk.

Masterlist

#congrats leo you've earned the nickname raisin cookie #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2003 x reader #tmnt x reader #tmnt drabble #drabble #tmnt fic #tmnt imagine #tmnt leo x reader #tmnt leonardo x reader #tmnt 2003 leo #tmnt 2003 raph #tmnt 2003 mikey #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt

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vonrew · 2 months

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Leo is very dependent on his brothers because without them, he doesn't know who he would be. And that thought is terrifying for him to think about since he came so close to experiencing what that fear when he was almost locked away with the krang.

He would have been without his brothers. Without any friends or family.

He would have been alone.

And in this essay I will-

#tmnt #tmnt headcanons #rottmnt #rottmnt leo #rottmnt leonardo #rottmnt leo angst #rottmnt angst #angst #drabble angst #drabble #leo angst bc hes def got some self esteem issues #tmnt leonardo #tmnt leo #rise leo #x reader #< tagged for reach

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anime-greek · 2 months

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(Verse!AU) ‘Before The Battle’

Cassie and Gen!Mikey

Fanfic under cut

Mikey felt extremely nervous as he walked up to Cassie with a plate of the food. He wasn’t exactly sure why, but guessed it could be because she was kinda far away from the group, standing next to the key in the dark night. She was also staring at him the entire time he walked up to her.

“I brought you food if you want some.” He told her as he lifted it up to her.

She glanced at the plate before looking back to him. “No thank you.” She declined.

He lowered the plate. “Are you sure? We have a big day ahead of us in the morning.”

“I am sure.”

Mikey pouted as he stared at his plate. The both of them remained in silence for a bit.

She noticed something off.

“You did not come here only to offer me food, did you?” Cassie asked him.

His pout deepened as his grip tightened against the plate more.

“I just..” he sat down on the steps while setting the plate aside, “I'm having a difficult time dealing with the idea that any of us Mikeys would betray our siblings like yours did.”

“That is how alternative universes work.” She stated.

He looked at her fully. “But, you’re sure the story is right?”

He saw Cassie’s own grip tightened against the end of the katana as a small frown formed on her.

Mikey attempted to save face, “I’m only suggesting that—!”

“Are you trying to insinuate that my life is a lie?”

“No! No! I’m saying that uh-“

“Young Michelangelo..” She cut him off as she squatted down to be closer to his height. “Each universe is seemingly different in one way or another. With something as little as a choice B is picked rather than A from a being as small as an ant; to it something as big as being an entirely different race rather than being a mutant turtle.” She gestured her hand towards the campsite. “Out of all of the possibilities you have seen and heard on your journey, what you had found the most difficult is that one of yous out there has joined the side of the Krang?”

Mikey looked down at his lap, as one of his hands rubbed against his wrist. “Well, since you put it that way..” he glanced to the campsite, where the others were still chatting about, before he looked back to Cassie. “You know, you talk really wise for someone so young.”

She raised an eyebrow at him. “I’m over six—ty years old.” She caught her words for a moment.

Mikey made a choke noise. “Well—You look good for your age!”

She seemed confused by that statement. “Thank you.”

As she stood back up, Mikey grabbed the plate and held it out to her again.

“You sure you’re not hungry?” He questioned. She shook her head. “Not even tired? I’ve been told resting and recharging can help for a coming battle”

“I am sure.” She responded. Mikey seemed to deflate that.

Cassie did a head motion to the camp this time. “That older you, with the tied up hair. He’s your mentor?”

Mikey shrugged. “In a sense, I guess so, yeah. He tries to be when he can.”

“He reminds me of my own Michelangelo.”

Mikey couldn’t help but give a puzzled frown at that statement. “In a good or bad way?” He asked.

“Depends on your view of good and bad. I can sense how powerful he is; close to how mine was before.. all that.”

“Their power is almost the same?”

She pursed her lips before speaking again. “From the last time I saw him. He has likely gotten stronger since then. I am sure of it.”

Mikey began to feel doubt and worry sink in. He stood up.

“I’m..going to go back now. Should..should rest up before the morning, y’know?” He said.

“Very well.” Cassie lowered her head in a bow. “Enjoy your rest.”

Mikey returned the bow and began to walk back to the camp. Halfway he turned back around and saw Cassie staring at the key with an apathetic face, while mumbling something, seemingly to herself.

#verse!au #genisys au #my art #fanart #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #art #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #ROTTMNT Mikey #TMNT Mikey #fanfiction #fanfic #Drabble #rottmnt casey jr #Casey jones jr #tmnt casey jones

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mehriigss · 21 days

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Rottmnt weird drabble/one shot because I have anxiety so Leo has anxiety too.

Based on a headcanon you can find here.

Leo was at the verge of a panic attack. No, he was going into a full anxiety spiral. The best part? He was currently having a family dinner.

Everyone was having fun. Raph was stuffing his face with Mikey's meatballs, April was trying to prevent him from choking, his twin was recording everything with his phone, his father was scolding him for using his phone during a family event, Mikey was still cooking in April's kitchen and Draxum and himself were having a smooth conversation about biology. About literal photosynthesis to be precise. He might hate him but he has to admit Draxum really knew how to get him to talk.

There were oh so many details in every single thing his family was doing right now, but he's brain chose to focus on himself. How selfish.

Draxum was rambling about his favourite photosystem when it hit him. The increased heart rate, the tunnel vision, the distorted hearing, the nausea, the damn choking sensation and that fucking piercing pain in his chest that just won't go away for the rest of the week.

Why did his anxiety have to be such an opportunistis?

He stared at Draxum like he was trying to read his soul out loud. Leo could hear him but he wasn't listening. No words seem to get into his brain but the usual 'you're nothing but your brothers', 'too little too late for redemption', 'you'll never change', 'under that mask is a scared little boy'.

Did Draxum just make him a question? He could tell by Draxum's body language.

"So?" Said Draxum to the turtle that barely registrated anything but the strong static in his ears.

Masking this kind of things was easy for him. He just had to ignore and endure it in equal proportions and play face man. He could do it, he was the face man! The actor! The lier among them! Misleading was his specialty.

He would just put on another layer of paint to his mask and flee forward.

"I'm not sure." Leo said a bit too low but steadily nonetheless.

"Well, if you are not sure, I could suggest a few scientific articles". Draxum replayed, apparently content enough with the poor answer.

Draxum was suddenly silent, already used to Leon's seemingly infinite energy for conversation, waiting for him to say something.

So he said the first thing he could muster, the quickest he could: "I-I'd love to read t-them".

That was clearly not a good plan.

It had begun. The stuttering, because his poor mouth couldn't keep up with his anxious brain. He hated that. He's good hiding his panic in plain sight but his stupid stuttering is something he can't control or cover! He could only go mute and hope he's not asked many questions because of it.

But going mute would be extremely suspicious when he's literally in the middle of a conversation!

"Ok...?"

Ok, Draxum was a bit confused, he could work with that. That is fixable. As long as he can keep a low profile he's good.

But his breathing was getting more and more erratic and being and acuatic turtle didn't actually help keep the need to just breath at bay.

Could he fix this?

'Of course not, you're useless!'

'You're eyes are watering, you big crybaby!'

'Just flee. They're not gonna miss you anyway '

'They're better off without you'

He took a big, deep, audible, shaky breath and surrendered.

"Are you ok, bro?" Mikey, bless his soul, had just entered to room and immediately noticed his struggle, taking over the conversation. "Barry, mind if I steal my brother from you for a sec?"

Mikey did not wait for an official answer, he grabbed Leo by the wrist and forced him out of the room. That, in all honesty, scared the holy shit out of Leonardo. And everybody else.

He felt a little naked now that he wasn't around his whole family, but at least the living room smelled like April. It was a nice smell to focus his mind on.

"Leo... It might not be anything serious- and I hope it isn't! -but..."

"I-I'm hav-ing a p-panic a-attack".

Another shaky breath was all it took for Leo to become a hyperventilating and sobbing mess.

That image just fits too well 😙

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yorshie · 9 months

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Stupid little snippets/conversations

Will probably add to this as they are created. The closest to NSFW writing I have on tumblr. This is basically crack stress relief for me so beware of suggestive jokes and... well - the sillies *shrug*

Didn’t think I needed to add this because grown ass men walking around in cgi grey onesies but my bayverse writing is based in the current year so 24-25 people that’s the turtle age range

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Donnie spies you walking by with a grape flavored icicle: Hey! Those were for the party!

You paused, leaned against the door jam of the lab, and gave the little sugary treat a healthy slurp: yeah? What you gonna do about it, Pop Tart Licker?

Donnie remains frozen for half a beat, mentally processing the dare, before he’s on his feet, tools thrown to the wayside: “Oh I’ll show you ‘Pop Tart Licker'.”

You tear off cackling through the Lair with an irate Donnie on your heels.

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Leo was trying to ignore you. He was succeeding in ignoring-

Your foot slipped, sneaker popping a squeal on the freshly cleaned floor, and his shoulder twitched.

"Wow, that would have been bad." you no doubt thought your whisper was quiet enough to escape detection, but his head tilted.

“If you make one more noise, I’m going to sit on you.” He threatened, low voice carrying across the lair

Silence for a moment, then-

“Have you ever heard of the expression ‘don’t tempt me with a good time’?”

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Raphael: so we’re gonna start with the bench, move to flys. Hit biceps and triceps, and finish with abs

You *looking up from a package of powdered doughnuts* : what?

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You and April, *chilling, watching the turtles and Casey devolve into man children over sports*

April, *gesturing to the group*: hey. How does that work?

You, *sipping a soda*: hm? What? What work?

April, *gesturing with both hands now*: that. Them. How does that-

You, *cutting her off*: oh. No. No, you don’t wanna ask that

April, *after a moment*: who has-

You, *cutting her off again*: no, no don’t ask that either.

April, *mentally calculating*: why?

*You take the time to slowly tighten the cap on your soda, set it aside*: you really wanna ask that?

April, *eyeing everyone cheering around the tv again for a long moment before setting aside her own drink*: no. No. You’re right. I don’t.

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You: and then she died

Mikey, *sobbing quietly*: and then she died?

Donnie, *sitting on the bean bag next to the two of you*: I am never asking you two to watch movies I have yet to see with me ever again.

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*Leo and Donnie sitting across from you at the table*

Leo: we need to know, baby. Just choose, we won’t get mad

Donnie: whichever one you want, love. No tricks, we promise

You, *staring at the offered mugs of tea and coffee in front of you* : oh no.

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#tmnt bayverse #TMNT bayverse x reader #bayverse leo #bayverse leonardo #bayverse donnie #bayverse donatello #bayverse raph #bayverse raphael #small drabbles

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