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Ok ok hear me out Four Brothers and One Crush but 2007 TMNT

Pretty Human In Danger (Angst/Cracky)

2007!Turtles x reader

A/N: This one is not exactly like Four Brothers and One Crush, since the 2007 turtles are quite a bit darker than the 2012 boys, but I hope this was what you wanted💚 Hope you enjoy💚🐢

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Warnings: Attempts of mucking, arguing and fighting brothers.

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Tension boiled just beneath the surface, as the four turtle brothers went out on their first training trip in years. With Leonardo’s return from South America came the old routines they used to have two years ago. Now, each brother had different reactions to this. Leo, who has spent two years trying to become a better leader, was focused. Distant but focused. Almost too focused for his brothers to keep up with him. Raphael was frustrated. He had now enjoyed two years of freedom, running through the nights as the Nightwatcher, not having to take orders from anyone. But with Leo’s return, he now had to step back in line, not that he intended to do so. Michelangelo was joyous, happy to have his oldest brother home once again, and even more happy to have something other to do, than to entertain wild children at birthday parties. Donatello too was happy to have Leo back home, and glad to leave his phone service job behind, even if he found himself mildly irritated by Mikey’s uncentered line of thoughts.

That night Leo had him and his brothers do pull ups on a water tower, wanting to see if they still had any strength left in their arms. And to be honest, Leo got disappointed. Mikey was the first to drop to the roof, complaining about the pain in his arms. Then it was Donnie. Once on the flat roof he laid back on his shell, trying to catch his breath. That left Leo and Raph in a silent competition, both wanting to be the last still doing pull ups on the water tower.

Mikey, who had grown quite bored with his two eldest brother’s competition, moved to the edge of the roof, deciding that staring down into the dark alley would be much more entertaining. And to Mikey’s credit, it was, just not in the way he had hoped for.

Down in the alley he catched a glimpse of a human, running in through the mouth of the alley. She threw scared looks over her shoulder, her fast breathing echoing against the brick walls, along with the shuffle of her running feet against the pavement. But that was not what Mikey noticed. At the sight of her he became blind to any signs of distress, his eyes focusing on the form of her figure. They way her hair fell, the shape of her lips, the curve of her nose, and the pigmented color of her eyes. She was absolutely beautiful.

“Woooow”, Mikey muttered, catching the attention of Donatello.

“What are you ‘wow-ing’ over?”, he asked, walking to Mikey’s crouched position. That was where he saw you, his eyes widening in the same way as Mikey’s had done, somehow not noticing your panicked expression when you realized you had hit a dead end. “Woooow”.

“What are you two dumb nuts ‘wow-ing’ about?”, Raph asked, fighting against the burning sensation in his arms as he pulled himself up one more time.

“There’s a hot chick in the alley”, Mikey said.

“Don’t objectify a woman, Mikey”, Leo said, not showing any signs of strain or tiredness, causing Raph’s frustration to grow.

“I’ll have to agree with Mikey on this one”, Donnie said. “She is quite good looking”.

Raph sighed out loud in annoyance, hanging slack in his arms before he forced himself to do another pull up. “Idiots…”

Four men emerged from the street, yelling out and pointing at you out at the end of the alley. You let out a sound of distress, backing up like an animal scared in the corner of a trap.

“Oh shit!”, Mikey exclaimed.

“Guys! She needs help!”, Donnie called out. Leo reacted fast, just like he had done through his time in the South American jungle, letting go of the water tower, just as Raph’s arms gave out, before making his way to the edge of the roof, katanas ready in both hands. Raph stood up from the roof with a grumble, rubbing his behind as that was what he had landed on, making his way to his brothers and the scene they were staring at.

The four men were slowly narrowing in on you, taunting you as they did, evil smirks plastered all over their faces. Leo had seen those kinds of expressions before in the jungle, remembering the men that had tormented the poor people that just wanted to live in peace.

“I got it”, Leo said, placing his foot on the edge, only to be pulled back by Raphael’s hand on the lip of his shell, as if he hadn’t just destroyed his arms on the water tower a moment ago.

“Hey, hey, hey, nooooo”, Raph said, pulling Leo back onto the flat surface of the roof. “Who says you get to save the pretty human girl?”

“I did”, Leo answered with a deadpan look.

“So?!”, Raph argued. “Maybe some of us know a thing or two about saving humans! Especially pretty ones!”

“You’re all weak and out of training”, Leo said, not noticing the way Mikey and Donnie exchanged glances, both having the same idea in mind.

“Weak?!”, the angry turtle yelled out, not seeing how Mikey and Donnie started pushing and pulling each other out of the way, both of them wanting to be the one to help you out. “Did you not see me up there?! You let go before I did!”

“I only let go because Donnie called for me”, Leo growled.

“For you! As far as I remember, he said ‘guys’!”, Raph roared, his hands moving wildly in the air above his head.

The two oldest of the turtles continued their argument as the two youngest continued their increasingly wild yet silent fight, about who got to be the first to go down there. The fight ended when Mikey bit down on Donnie’s hand, causing the purple clad turtle to let go of his brother in order to scream out in silent pain, jumping on the spot as he held onto his hand.

Mikey jumped off of the roof, landing just behind the four men, the thud causing all of them to turn and look, your eyes widening in surprise at the sight of the mutant turtle. Mikey smiled brightly at all of you, swinging his nunchucks around.

“Don’t worry, fair lady!”, the happy turtle said, posing like the superheroes in his comic books. “I will save you!” But he got no further in his hero actions before Donatello fell from the sky above, forcing Mikey down on the ground with a foot in his shell, only causing you and the goons to be even more surprised and confused. The men had had their run-ins with the Nightwatcher, but never had they been surprised by two… green… whatever they were.

“No, I was going to!”, Donnie said, making sure his brother couldn’t wiggle out from under his foot.

“Hey!”, it sounded from the top of the roof, where Raph and Leo stared down the people in the alley. Raph, not waiting for his brother’s order, Raph jumped over the ledge and down to the dark alley, followed by an annoyed Leo. It was here that the goons expected all four of the… frogs?... to jump on them, but they didn’t. Instead the red clad one went straight to the two others, a sharp finger pointing at them.

“If anyone gets to save the pretty human, it’s me!”, Raph yelled, poking Donnie so hard in the plastron that he stumbled off of Mikey.

“You?”, Leo exclaimed, turning Raph towards him in a sharp swing. “You’re impatient shell couldn’t save an unmoving rock, even if you tried!”

“You save a few animals in the jungle, and now you think you’re some kind of hero!”, Raph growled. “Step back, honor boy! If anyone gets to save her, it’s me!”

“No you don’t!”, Mikey yelled, now standing on Donnie’s plastron with his bow staff in hand, pretty much making it impossible for the turtle to get up off the ground. “I got down here first! I called it!”

“This is not a game of shotgun, Mikey”, Leo said, just before he heard the sound of a thud and a groan.

The four turtles looked in your direction, just in time to see one of the men fall to the ground, laying among the rest with you standing in the middle. Your stance wide and your fists in a fighting position. The brothers gasped when they realized what had happened when they had argued. While all the men had been distracted by the fighting turtles, you had taken them all down on your own.

“What a saving”, you mumbled, shaking your hand from the slight ache over your knuckles, not knowing how you had made their heart beat fast, heat rising to their cheeks. They knew you were good looking from the moment they saw you, but this caught them off guard.

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wiredceleb · 4 months

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Hii! I love your fics so much!! I'm not sure if requests are open, but if so , may I request a 2007 Leo x reader where reader is sick and he takes care of them? Thank you!!!

Sick Night (Fluff)

2007!Leonardo x reader

A/N: Aww, thank you💙 Here you go! A sick reader and a sweet blue boyfriend to take care of you💙

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Warnings: Spelling, sickness (cold), fluff lol.

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The soft glow of the city lights seeped through the curtains, casting a warm ambiance in your small New York apartment. You laid on the couch in your living room, nestled beneath the blankets on the couch, a box of tissues by your side and a thermometer within easy reach. You sighed as you turned over, facing the rest of your living room. That Friday night you had fallen ill with a horrible cold, leaving you almost immobile on your couch. After several hours on the couch, you had texted your boyfriend, telling him about your situation. Blessed be his good nature, as he offered straight away to come over and take care of you. And true to his word, in a short time’s notice, Leonardo poked his head through your living room window, smiling down at you.

"Hey". Leo's voice, deep and soothing, broke through the quiet. He approached you, his blue eyes filled with worry. "How are you feeling?"

You mustered a weak smile. "Like I've been hit by a truck”, you said, before covering your mouth as you went through a coughing fit. “But having you here makes it better".

Leo sat down beside you on the couch, taking your hand in his, soothing it with his thumb, just like he always did. "I hate seeing you like this. Is there anything I can do?"

You leaned into his touch, appreciating the warmth that radiated from his hand. "Just being here is enough, Leo".

“Are you sure?”, he asked, placing his hand on your forehead, feeling the heat from it. “You don’t want me to make you some soup or anything?”

“No!”, you exclaimed, remembering the last time you allowed Leo to cook unsupervised in your kitchen. The chaos that he made that day was enough to make you swear to never let him stay out there alone, ever again. “Cuddling will be enough”, you said, opening your arms wide open for him.

Leo chuckled before he leaned forward to place a quick kiss on your forehead. "I can manage that".

Leo climbed behind you on the couch, resting his shell against the back cushions, giving you space to rest against his plastron underneath the blanket. He wrapped his arms around you as you hummed in delight, snuggling closer against him.

"Thanks, Leo," you murmured, savoring the warmth of him against you, tangling your legs together under the warm blanket.

He chuckled, placing yet another kiss on the top of your head. "I try my best".

The night wore on, filled with shared stories, and the occasional cough from your end. At one point Leo got up to make some tea, but other than that he stayed by your side, providing comfort and warmth. He even attempted to tell a joke or two, and even though they were the worst kind of dad jokes you had ever heard, they earned a genuine laugh from you that melted away some of the sickness-induced gloom.

Eventually, exhaustion crept in, and Leo suggested moving to the bedroom. With careful consideration, he helped you to your feet and guided you to the cozy haven of your bed. The bed you had longed for, but haven’t had the energy to go for. Tucking you in, his eyes lingered on you for a moment, his eyes reflecting a mix of love and concern.

"Leo," you whispered, reaching out to him with a weak and tired smile. "I'm going to be fine. Having you here makes everything better".

He nodded with a smile, pressing a third gentle kiss to your forehead, before tugging himself in with you. "Rest now, sweetheart. I'll be right here".

You nodded with a yarn, snuggling up against Leo’s plastron, feeling his arms wrap around you once more, his hand soothingly playing with your hair, watching as you slowly fell asleep.

Throughout the night, Leo kept a watchful eye, occasionally checking your temperature and offering comfort whenever you stirred. You would just mumble something along the lines of wanting to cuddle, before falling asleep against him once more. Leo couldn’t help but smile down at you as you did so, finding you absolutely adorable.

As the first light of dawn kissed the sky, you awoke to find Leo still at your side, soundly asleep, yet a reassuring presence in the early morning haze. His arms were still around you, keeping you close and safe against him. There, in the quiet moments before the world fully awoke outside your apartment, you realized how fortunate you were to have Leonardo by your side - a steadfast protector, a caring partner, and a source of unwavering support. He was always there for you, through thick and thin, sickness or just a minor bad day.

As you drifted back into sleep, you couldn't help but smile, grateful for the love that had transformed a simple night of illness into a comforting, cherished memory. You once again snuggled up against your blue clad terrapin boyfriend, feeling him pull you closer in his sleep.

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