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electrictorch · 7 months

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Rise bros x reader 😤 it's a Yokai party hosted by Sunita where mysterious stranger reader is checking out the turtle, and the turtle is looking back, and theirs tension all night until reader approaches and is super flirty until they inevitably have to leave, and the reader and gives their number and the turtles just like wow that just happened, smitten with this stranger 🙃👍💗💗 love your writing

I couldn’t help but notice you’re staring

summary: the turtles keep catching a stranger stealing glances at them all night

relationship: Rise Leo, Raph, Mikey, Donnie x GN reader (separate)

warnings: nothing really? i’m not even sure this counts as fluff lol

word count: 3186

A/N: the drummer ask hit a special spot in my heart because i was a drummer back in high school and it was the best :’) when i read it i immediately thought of a hidden city party setting, so when i got the yokai party one i thought they’d go perfect together! so i decided to combine them. hope i could make them both justice :D

(english is not my first language. constructive criticism and grammar corrections are very appreciated!)

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After some exciting months at April’s school, Sunita decided to host a big farewell party, since her exchange programme came to an end.

It took place in the Hidden City, and there were humans and yokai guests alike.

The turtles were of course ecstatic that they could be at such a big party. Sunita had even invited a band to play some music later. And thanks to her dad, it was Hueso who was in charge of the catering, so the four brothers were very busy gulping down some of the best food they’d had in a while.

That was until one of them abruptly looked up and around, dismissing the food for a second. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched.

🔵 Leo

You were standing on the other side of the hall, the light from the disco ball on the ceiling painting colourful and spinny patterns on the floor. You leaned with your back on the wall, arms crossed, and your eyes watching that turtle with a blue bandana intently. Ever since his group entered the room, there was just something about him that made you focus all of your attention on him.

Leo sat at the table, scanning the crowd with a light squint, until his gaze fell on you. He gulped down the rest of his food at how intensely you were looking at him. The room wasn’t lit all too well but even so he could tell there was this air of confidence around you, he was slightly intimidated. Not to mention that you looked stunning.

Throughout the night, he felt like he was being watched, and every time he turned around, lo and behold, there you were. You could be chatting with your friends, laughing, and just as he turned around, you’d steal a glance at him and shoot him a smile.

When Leo went to the drinks table to get some juice, again he felt like he was being watched. As inconspicuous as he could, he turned around again, and a couple tables farther back, you were helping yourself to the donuts, and again you shot a glance his way.

It was driving him insane, to be honest. It was clearly an invitation to go talk to you, but for some reason, just the thought of approaching you made him super nervous.

Just as he finally gathered enough courage to make his way to you, he couldn't find you anywhere. He went to Mikey to ask him if he had seen you, but suddenly the lights were turned off.

One single spotlight showed someone on the stage, presenting the band. The crowd cheered, and Leo decided to enjoy the music, since he wouldn't be able to find you in the darkness either way.

The curtains opened to reveal a band of four, which apparently consisted of both yokai and humans, as far as he could tell. All members were wearing masks so he wasn’t entirely sure.

“One, two, three, four!” the drummer counted, hitting the drum sticks to mark the tempo, and the band started jamming. The crowd cheered and clapped; they were really good.

Leo was enjoying the music, when he noticed something strangely familiar about the drummer. The way they moved, it was so full of grace and passion; he couldn't help but be quite mesmerised at the sight.

After a couple of songs, the announcer said they’d be taking a break but coming back up later. Just as the curtains were closing, the drummer faced the crowd one last time, both drum sticks in one hand, and pointed at them. For everyone else it probably seemed like they were just pointing at the crowd in general, thanking them for being a good audience, but Leo knew they were pointing at him. And that’s when he recognised your jacket; you’re the one who had been looking at him all night, driving him crazy.

He went by the stage and waited for the band members to come out. You came out last, still with your mask on. Upon seeing him wait for you at the door, you took off the garment hiding your face.

“Hey Blue” you greeted the turtle in a sing-song voice. Leo was caught completely off-guard, you looked even better up close.

“So…” he started. “I’ve kinda been feeling eyes boring into the back of my head all night and was wondering what that was about.” He gave you his signature smirk, trying to seem unphased.

“Can you blame me? It’s not every day I come across a handsome turtle like yourself.”

Leo’s heart skipped a beat. Had he finally met someone to keep up with his banter? Just as he was to retort, the other band members called for you.

“Look, I’d love to catch up, but I gotta go. Here” you took a pen and a piece of paper out of your pockets and scribbled something on it. “Why don’t we meet after the second part of the show? Would love to get to know you better.” You winked at him, pressing the paper into his hands.

Before Leo could even answer, you were gone. He blinked twice, trying to understand what just happened. Looking at the paper in his hand, he saw a phone number and your name with a little heart next to it.

Well, this night just got a lot more interesting, he smiled to himself, already typing the number into his phone.

🔴 Raph

Looking around the crowd, Raph scanned the room with his eyes, until his gaze connected with yours.

You were sitting a couple of tables farther back, laughing at something your friend said, but you were looking at him. Or maybe just in his general direction? Raph shook off the paranoid feeling from before, and resumed to enjoy his food.

A couple of minutes later though, he felt the same again. Looking up from his plate, he looked in your direction once more, and there you were, head propped on your elbow, looking at him. With your other hand, you gave him a little wave. Your friends stole some glances his way as well and giggled, and you joined them.

Were you messing with him? You were pretty cute though. What was even happening.

Raph was very confused, to say the least.

Throughout the night, whenever he felt like he was being watched, somewhere nearby you were stealing glances at him, shooting him smiles, waves, and- was that a wink? Raph’s brain short-circuited. Just as Mikey was shaking him by the shoulders, asking what was wrong, the lights shut off to show the announcer on the stage.

When the curtains lifted, he immediately recognised you sitting at the drums. Mainly because you shot him another of your smiles, which by now he realised he actively seeked out.

He had thought you were cute before, but seeing you now jamming out to the music, being so fierce and intense, for some reason it added even another layer of cuteness in his eyes.

As the band finished playing their last song, as the announcer said, the crowd started cheering, asking for one more jam. The band members looked at each other and agreed. The audience cheered and clapped.

Just as they were getting into position to start one last song, the drummer called the singer to them, and whispered something in their ear.

“This one goes out to Big Red!” the singer said into the mic, and then they started playing.

Mikey, who was standing next to Raph, elbowed his side, wiggling his eyebrows at him.

“Stop it” Raph brushed his brother off, but blushed nonetheless. He hoped you weren’t able to see it from the stage (you did).

After the band was done playing, he tried to come up with a plan. He really wanted to talk to you, but how? When he asked Mikey, he got some advice from Dr. Feelings, which wasn’t all too practical to be honest. So he took a deep breath and decided to just go and talk to you normally.

He was nervous and a bit stiff, but he quickly found you in the crowd, talking to some fans, apparently. The other people scattered just as he stood in front of you, towering over you unintentionally. You didn’t seem the least bit scared though.

“Did you like that last song, Red?” you asked, looking up at him, batting your eyes.

“S-Sure did!” he sheepishly scratched the back of his neck. “You were really good on the drums.”

“Most important member of the team! I carry the others on my back…” you proudly said, pointing at your shoulders with both thumbs. “…so they can shine.”

“Yeah, I know that feeling” Raph said softly, thinking about how he wanted to support his brothers for them to reach their full potential.

“So…” he started again, looking away. “You’ve been kinda looking at me all night. Was there something you wanted to say?”

You smiled mischievously at him, taking out a folded piece of paper out of your pocket.

“There’s a lot I want to say but this isn’t the place. Why don’t we catch up later, Red?” you placed the paper in his hand, your touch lingering just a second longer than necessary, and left to reunite with your band.

Raph opened the paper in his hand to reveal your number and name. He clenched his fist with the paper in a feeling of success.

Like a boss, he complimented himself.

🟠 Mikey

Scanning the crowd with a “hmm”, he rubbed his chin and let his eyes wander over the people. His gaze stopped when it connected to someone else’s eyes.

Noticing that he had seen you, you smiled at him and gave him a little wave.

Mikey’s heart did a somersault. The way you were looking at him like he was a snack… Oh mi gosh, he thought to himself, and brought his focus back to his brothers and the food.

“What’s wrong, Mikey?” Raph asked, concerned. “Your face is super red.”

“Nothing!!” Mikey retorted. “Everything’s cool.”

“Right…”

Just as he was forgetting about you, once again immersed in the debate with Donnie about the best Hidden City pizza toppings, Leo elbowed his side.

“Bro” Leo said, almost in disbelief. “I think that person over there is checking you out.”

Mikey’s eyes followed to where Leo was pointing, and indeed he was right. There you sat, just a couple tables over, giving him a once over with a smile. You were clearly not trying to hide it.

Mikey’s face went red once more, and he turned around to avoid your gaze.

“Aw, baby brother. They grow up so fast.” Raph cooed. “Why don’t you go talk to them?”

“Isn’t the band about to play?” the orange turtle diverted the topic. “Let’s get closer to the stage!”

His brothers shared an amused look but agreed, and made their way to join the audience, already eagerly waiting.

As the announcer was on stage, Mikey looked around trying to find you in the crowd, but to no avail: you were nowhere to be seen. He wasn’t sure if he felt relieved or a bit disappointed.

The curtains lifted and the band stood in position to play. All members were wearing masks, and Mikey couldn't recognise anyone.

Their music was really good, and Mikey jammed out, playing air guitar and everything. The band played a couple of covers of well known songs as well, and he sang along to the lyrics he knew. When they were done, he was pretty out of breath, and cheered along with the rest of the crowd.

Just as the band was leaving the stage to take a break, the drummer lifted up the mask slightly, and made eye contact with Mikey, who was standing pretty close to the stage by now. Recognising that it was you from before, Mikey gave a shy wave, and you winked at him, leaving him a blushing mess yet again.

Leo was poking fun at him, when he saw you approach them from behind Mikey, and with one last jab of his elbow he left, calling a “Good luck~” over his shoulders.

Mikey tilted his head in confusion, but turned around when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He came face to face with you, and blushed for the upteenth time that night.

Cute, you thought.

“So, rocker boy, I take it you enjoyed the music?” you asked, imitating his air guitar from earlier.

“Yeah, I did! You guys were great” he replied earnestly.

“Have you ever played a real guitar?” you asked, looking him up and down once more.

“Not really, I don’t play any instrument actually” Mikey said, avoiding your gaze and scratching his cheek in thought. Then his eyes found yours again. “But if I had to choose I think I’d go with the drums. They’re the coolest, if you ask me.”

“Well, you know I’ll agree to that!” you laughed. “Good thing I used this then and not the guitar or bass” you said, giving him your drumsticks.

“Wha-“ Mikey started but you cut him off, placing your other hand on his chest. “Just consider them a souvenir.”

You took a couple steps back, holding one fist to the side of your face, thumb and pinky finger stretched out, and mouthed ‘Call me’. Then you turned on your heels and joined your band members.

Mikey was left quite flabbergasted. What just happened?, he kept repeating in his head. That was until he looked at the drumsticks in his hands and noticed that you had written your name on one and your number on the other.

Maybe he’d ask you for some drumming lessons, after all.

🟣 Donnie

Donnie finished chewing the last bit of food he had in his mouth, scanning the crowd with a grumble. He was about to use his goggles, when his gaze fell on yours.

You were not too far away, pouring yourself a drink, but didn’t break eye contact with him. You merely smiled at him, bringing the drink to your lips and taking a sip, then turned around and joined your group of friends.

Donnie brushed it off as probably being in your line of sight for someone behind him, and brought his attention back to the food and the shenanigans of his brothers.

The whole night he kept feeling like he was being watched though. Every time he turned around, you were somewhere nearby, stealing glances at him. It was getting on his nerves. If you wanted something, why not just talk to him?

It must be the bad boy persona, he reasoned with himself. They’re clearly intimated but can’t keep their eyes from me, understandable.

After coming to that conclusion, he found himself actively seeking you out, trying to get your eyes to meet his, and give you a smug grin. You responded with a little wave and a smile every time. Lingering looks and shy smiles went back and forth, except for this time, when he was once again trying to be nonchalant about it, but it was obvious he was looking for you. So when he once again smiled and gave a little wave of his own, you looked him up and done once, smiled, but then bit your bottom lip. That took him off-guard. Had you been flirting this whole time? He just wanted to follow your little game. Wait, what-

The lights were shut off, and the announcer stood on the stage, presenting the band for the night. All four of them had masks on, making them hard to recognise or even tell apart.

Donnie however didn’t get too much about the first songs since in his brain he was running every possible scenario and calculation on what had happened, how it happened, and what to do the next time he’d catch you looking at him. Had he even caught you? Or did you let yourself be caught? Or was it actually him getting caught for looking at you?

He only came back to reality with an elbow jab from Leo, giving him a smug look, as the singer had just announced that the drummer wanted the next song to go out to “Handsome Purple”.

The show was over all too soon, before Donnie could formulate a solid plan in his head, and the crowd started to scatter after cheering.

He went to look for April; she was his best shot at making some sense out of this whole situation.

Just as he was about to take a step in her direction, he felt a tap on his shoulder. Thinking it was Leo again to make fun of him, he turned around with an unamused look. When he saw you, he was just surprised.

“Ah, the drummer” he said, seeing as you were holding your drumsticks in your hand.

“Did you enjoy the show?” you asked amused, since he clearly hadn’t recognised you.

“Yes, it’s not what I usually listen to but it was a nice change of pace. Could use some synthetiser though…” He added that last part under his breath.

“Is that so, Purple?” you asked and took off your mask. Donnie gasped in surprise.

“You…!” Pointing at you with an accusing finger, he tried to come up with something to say. “All night, you’ve been terrorising me, and…” His mouth opened and closed several times, but nothing else came out. You just laughed, not to make fun of him, but because you were amused by his reaction. Placing your hand on his, you pulled it down so he wasn’t pointing at you anymore. You didn’t remove your hand from his however.

“Me?” you asked, feigning innocence. “I’m pretty sure by the end it was you who was looking for me, hm?” You quirked one eyebrow up at him. “Guess you couldn’t keep your eyes off me, huh?”

“Scoff!” Donnie said and placed his other hand on his hip. The one you were holding he didn’t move to pull away. “It was you who started. Clearly it was you who couldn’t keep your eyes off all of this.” He gestured at himself. “And apparently your hands neither.” He smirked.

“Ah, you got me” you smiled at him. “Let me make it up to you, here.” You took out your phone, opening your contact list and adding a new one. For the name you wrote ‘Handsome Purple’.

“Care to share your digits? You strike me as a numbers person.” you asked him. Donnie said that you were indeed right, with a triumphant smile, and gave you his number.

Saving the contact, you put your phone away and said your goodbyes, since you had to meet up with your band for the next part.

“Ah, wait!” Donnie called when you were a couple of steps away. “I’m Donatello by the way, most call me Donnie. I didn’t catch your name?”

“My name is Y/n” you retorted and once again gave him a once over with mischievous eyes. “But you can call me whatever you like.”

#oOF #“you can call me whatever you like”#rottmnt x reader #not mine

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electrictorch · 7 months

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General Dating Headcanons

Raph:

When you first start dating he acts pretty shy

Like if you told him a compliment he would shut down and become a stuttering and blushing mess

“I like your shell 😊”

“Y- you like my shell? I- I mean, thanks!”

He just needs a moment to get used to you two dating

Like maybe a month or two

After those few months he gets more confident

He likes to have nice dates with you where he gets to just hang out with you

Takes you to the park during the night when nobody is there, or goes during the day in a disguise

Will go anywhere on a date with you if you recommend it, just don’t abuse your power please

He likes to kiss you on the forehead

Like if you’re just sitting together he’ll randomly do it

Likes it if you kiss him back on his forehead

Gives the best bear hugs

He’s nice and warm (for a turtle 😒)

If hugging or touching isn’t really your thing he respects your space

Completely fine with PDA

will kiss you any place and any time

If you don’t like PDA he won’t do it

He likes cuddles, but he gets scared he might accidentally hurt you

Please reassure him, I’m begging you, so help me if you don’t 😠

If you reassure him enough he’ll cuddle you more out of random

Will melt if you boop his nose

“Raph, Raph! Come close I have a surprise”

*Raph bends down to your level*

*boop!*

Is you hype man, no doubt

You wanna start a business? He’s all for it

Wann start a band? He’s your biggest fan

Wanna become a streamer? He’ll watch all of your streams

Anyways, very sweet and supportive boyfriend 10/10

Leo:

When you first start dating he won’t stop flirting with you

But it’ll be a bunch of dumb pick lines that weren’t well thought out

“Come here often?”

“I literally visit you and your brothers almost everyday, Leo 😒”

Takes around two weeks for him to start getting used to dating you

He’ll slow down with the flirting, but won’t fully stop

It’s Leo for crying out loud!

Likes to go to the movies with you

It’s dark so it’s hard to see that he’s a mutant

Likes to go to cafes with you in the Hidden City too

Will randomly kiss you smack dab right on the lips just so he can try to fluster you

“Hey, y/n!”

“Yeah?”

*Kiss*

If you kiss him back he’ll get flustered

Likes to hug you from behind

Like if you’re just standing and doing something he’ll put his ninja skills to use and sneak up behind you and hug you

If he spooks you too much though he’ll stop, don’t worry 😌

Loves PDA

Kisses you in front of his brothers just to annoy them

If you don’t like PDA he’ll be extra lovey dovey in private 😏

Absolutely loves cuddles

He can easily fall asleep while cuddling

Please cuddle him, he has bad insomnia

Just a warning, he won’t let you go

He needs a good two hours

Will randomly poke you for no reason

Even if you protest against it he won’t stop

Don’t take it in a bad way, but will randomly smack your butt (not a hard smack) and run away

*y/n talking to April while standing*

*Leo walking past y/n and smacking their butt and then running away*

“Dude 😐”

Donnie:

When you first start dating he probably tries to impress you a lot

Make inventions just so you can praise him and stuff like that

“Look what I made, y/n!”

“Omg, that’s so cool, Don!”

Takes around four months to get used to dating

He starts to stop trying to impress you a whole bunch, but still does it to a certain extent

Likes to hang out with you will he works on a project of his

Has a chair for you

“I made a chair, just for you, it’s even your favorite color! :)”

Made it himself 😌

He likes to go to cafes in the hidden city with you a lot, like twice a week

You guys are regulars at some cafes

Likes to kiss you on the lips

He doesn’t really do it randomly though

Like he’ll ask in some way before he engages

But it’s always in a weird way

“y/n, perhaps we could partake in the gesture of forming our lips together as couples do if you want.”

“😐 sorry, what?”

Doesn’t really enjoy hugs that much

He’ll hug you if you ask, but won’t actually do it himself

Not into PDA

He feels like his brothers might tease him

He’ll hold hands with you or lean his head on your shoulder but that’s about it

He doesn’t mind cuddling, but doesn’t necessarily love it

He likes it if you sit on his lap and hug him while he works on something

Or if you sit close to him and lean your head on his shoulder

Likes to lay his head in your lap

He’ll even do it around his brothers

If you’re watching a movie with him and his brothers he’ll do it

Does this weird thing where he just stares you down until you pay attention to him

“Hey, why’s Donnie staring into your soul?”

“Oh, he just does that sometimes. Probs just wants attention.”

“😟 Should I be concerned?”

Probably stared you down while you were sleeping before because he wanted to show you something

Overall, good boyfriend material :)

Mikey:

When you first start dating it’s kinda awkward between you if you know what I mean

Like he’s still getting used to the whole thing

Only needs a week and a half to adjust

Yes, that time exactly, no questions 😊

Likes going to amusement parks and arcades with you

He just likes fun dates

Went to a hidden city mall with you and got lost

Raph had to go and find you two

Raph was not having it 😔

Likes to peck you on the cheek

Will just randomly do it in the oddest ways

“Hey y/n, I have a secret to tell you!”

“Hmm?”

“I love you!”

*kisses cheek and then leaves*

Always hugging you

Any time that he wants a hug he just goes ahead a does it

*y/n talking to Raph*

*Randomly comes over and hugs you*

“Hey Angelo”

*continues talking to Raph while hugging Mikey*

Enjoys PDA

He likes to hold hands and give you little pecks on cheek or lips

He’ll openly cuddle you infront of his brothers

Won’t do it if you don’t like it though 😊

Absolutely loves cuddling

He likes you to just hold him and talk or take a nap

It’s going to take a long time to stop cuddling though

Like he refuses to let you go over some time

“Hey, where’s y/n?”

“Oh, their cuddling with Mikey over there.”

“HELP ME.”

“Is that normal 😟?”

“Yeah.”

You guys have a lot of inside jokes and stuff

You guys have been known to randomly blurt out a vine or a phrase and start dying of laughter

“y/n, diddly dum.”

*cue hysterical laughter*

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Hope these were good :)

#awww they definitely would #rottmnt x reader #not mine

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electrictorch · 8 months

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Okay, I'm a sucker for these ones, but how about...

Y/N from our world falling into the ROTTMNT world?

Would Y/N explain that they come from a world where the boys are from a TV show, or just keep that one secret for their whole life?

If the boys find out, how would they react?

How would Splinter react?

I can imagine Y/N walking up to their turtle of choice and just breaking down crying, hugging him(especially after seeing the movie) and telling him he didn't deserve that pain.

Falling for you (rottmnt Leo x reader)

summary: reader falls into the rottmnt world and comes across the turtle brothers.

relationship: Rise Leo x GN reader

warnings: kinda meta i guess, this one’s kinda sad u_u sorry

word count: 2k

A/N: this fic has been marinating in my wips for almost a year. better later than never amirite? o(-< sorry for the delay! also i couldn’t for the life of me figure out the other turtles, but i liked it enough to post as is. I might come back to this one at some point! this trope is S+ tier btw, thank you so much for the request!

(english is not my first language. constructive criticism and grammar corrections are very appreciated!)

— — —

There was nothing you were looking forward to more than getting home, taking a nice shower, and collapsing in your bed. This week had been way too hectic for your taste. Recounting all the events in your mind with a slight scoff, you walked down the dim street. Only a couple more blocks and you’d finally be home. If you had the energy, you might even treat yourself to rewatching the Rise of the TMNT movie. You’d definitely laugh and cry just the same as when you first watched it. It was just too good.

You were so lost in thought, that the sudden strong gust of wind took you by surprise. Holding onto your jacket and backpack for dear life, you stumbled over your own feet, knocked over by the sheer force of the draft. With nothing near you to lean onto or take a hold of, you stepped onto the manhole in front of you, which to your horror completely gave in to your weight. With a shriek you fell down the hole, but instead of being engulfed in darkness and having a nasty landing as you expected, you were floating in a tunnel of colours and flashes. As they started to twist around you quicker by the second, you started to feel nauseous, not being able to tell apart up from down and left from right, so you closed your eyes shut and braced for the impact.

After a couple more spins in this strange space, you landed a bit roughly on your side and rolled over. Trembling, you took a couple of breaths to steady yourself. You could feel a slight sting on your hip and elbow where you had landed, but nothing else seemed to hurt. Tentatively opening your eyes, you were sort of expecting to be covered in sewage or at least some dirt, but instead, you found yourself on the ground in what seemed to be a narrow alley. It was dark, so you couldn’t see well, but something was definitely off. The lights coming from the main street were way too bright and neon-y. You also noticed the lack of that typical city smell. Standing to your feet, you dusted yourself off, only to realise that your arms weren’t your arms. Your hands, legs, even your backpack next to you on the ground; it all looked cartoony!

Grabbing your things and running towards the street you spun around to take it all in and concluded that you were, in fact, in a cartoon world of sorts. How hard did I hit my head?! you asked yourself. Because clearly, this could not be real.

Different characters passed you by on the street, ignoring you. You walked a little farther, trying to recognise the style or some of the shops, but to no avail.

Just as you were turning a corner, you saw a sign that you immediately recognised: Albearto’s. Falling into a jog to check out the shop, you failed to notice the giant vehicle approaching you. And apparently so did the driver, as it came to a screeching halt before you, slightly bumping into you in the process. You were yet again knocked down and on the floor.

“If I could stop being assaulted for one second, that would be great” you grumbled to yourself.

“Hey, are you okay?” a voice asked from the direction of the vehicle.

You jumped back to your feet, ready to give them an earful for being so careless, but as your eyes came up to the scene before you, all words left your brain.

In front of you was none other than the turtle tank, four colour-coded turtle bros walking towards you with worried faces.

And once again, you hit the ground.

You passed out.

— — —

When you came back to, you found yourself lying on a couch. Shielding your eyes from the lights with your hand, you slowly stood up. Taking a look around you immediately recognised that you were in the lair, in the projector room to be precise.

“Well, someone is finally awake,” you heard a voice behind you. A voice you’d recognise anywhere, amongst hundreds of people.

You slowly turned around to look at Leo, who was leaning on the back of the couch, looking down at you.

“Are you okay? You came out of nowhere, we didn’t see you!” he asked and gave you a once over to check for any discomfort. “This is why we don’t let Raph drive” he added with a lopsided grin, pointing with his thumb over his shoulder.

You blinked once, twice. And tore your gaze from him to your hands in your lap, fisting the blanket.

Should you tell him? That he and his family live in a cartoon world? That he’s your blorbo and you love him with the intensity of a thousand burning suns? What timeline are you in anyways? Did… that already happen?

Daring to look up at him again, you noticed he was wearing the black arm wraps. He looked at you with a quizzical, almost irritated expression, since you weren’t answering. You gave one last look over your shoulder behind you, and there were in fact a couple of abandoned subway wagons in view. So they were at the new lair.

For now you decided to play along.

Turning around back to Leo, who was still waiting for your answer, you gave him a smug look.

“Do you always bring back the people you almost run over to your home?” you asked.

“Only the pretty ones,” he responded. You looked at him in shock. He mirrored your expression, realising how that sounded.

“That was way creepier than I intended, wait,” he groaned and hid his face behind the back of the couch. You heard him sigh, and then he walked around it to sit on the arm rest beside you.

“Let’s start over,” he smiled and held out his hand for you to shake. “I’m Leo, but you call me Neon Leon”.

Smiling at his self given nickname, you introduced yourself as you grabbed his hand with both of yours, and just kind of held it. You held his gaze as your eyes softened.

“Do- do we know each other?” he asked with an expression that was something between confused and amused. “Usually people don’t react this calm to, well, this,” he explained, using his other hand to gesture at himself.

“I can’t see why,” you replied, biting your tongue just in time before adding a ‘since I like what I see’.

“Isn’t that why you fainted though? Out of shock?” he questioned and his eyes fell down to his hand, which was still in yours. Feeling the heat rise up to your face, you immediately let go.

“No, I, uhm…” You cleared your throat, trying to come up with an excuse. “It was more a shock of almost being run over rather than seeing who it was,” you lied, but commended yourself mentally since it was believable and much better than the truth.

“Understandable,” he nodded. “You’re fine though, right? Donnie ran some tests and we didn’t see any major injuries or anything. Ah, by the way, Donnie is my brother. There’s four of us, actually. Or five, if you count Splinter. Six, if you count April…” he started rambling, counting on his fingers. You noticed he didn’t mention Casey.

The rest of the day was spent with Leo giving you a tour of the lair, introducing you to everyone, and showing you his Jupiter Jim comic collection.

When he asked where you were from and other similar questions, you tried to keep it as vague as possible. You hoped that he wouldn’t think you were hiding something because you were a spy for the Foot or something like that. You just couldn’t tell him the truth because if you did, he’d want to know how the show ended, and you don’t want to be responsible for messing up this timeline, whichever it is.

So you tried to enjoy the evening as much as possible, playing games with the turtles, eating pizza and reading comics.

As the night rolled in, you felt the exhaustion of everything that had happened sinking in. Looks like the lack of energy from your world had followed you even here. With a hearty yawn you stretched your limbs.

“Looks like someone’s tired,” Mikey giggled.

“Yeah, I think I’ll head home-” you started saying in your sleep-deprived state, only to abruptly stop yourself, eyes now wide open. “Actually, I just remembered I don’t have a place to stay. I got… kicked out” you said, and technically, it wasn’t even a complete lie this time.

“Aw no, poor thing!” Mikey whined and came to hold you in a comforting manner. “You can crash here for now. Right guys?” he looked at his brothers, giving them the best puppy eyes he could manage. Sighing, the others gave in. They weren’t all that keen on letting a stranger stay, but you seemed nice enough.

Once again you were tucked into the couch, this time with more pillows and blankets. They had even offered you some spare clothes to change into.

Coming out of the bathroom you made your way to your makeshift bed, looking down at your attire. Seeing your own cartoon self in the mirror was weird enough, but now here you were in Leo’s baggy shirt and basketball shorts and it dawned on you that you didn’t know if you’d still be here tomorrow. You had no idea how you had landed here in the first place, or if you were just imagining it. Even then, you wanted to take out as much as possible from whatever time you’d get to spend here.

So you climbed into bed, and waited until you could hear faint snores coming from the bedrooms. Going over the words one last time in your head, you tip-toed your way as quietly as possible to Leo’s room. Gosh, you looked like such a creep right now. But you couldn’t hold it in any longer.

Carefully standing next to his bed, you noticed how sprawled out he was, his sleeping mask kinda askew on his face, mouth open. At the sight, your hand came up to cover your mouth, stopping the emerging giggles. He just looked too cute.

Taking a deep breath, you crouched down and held onto his bed frame. You spoke in nothing more than a whisper.

“I don’t know if I’ll be here in the morning, but I just wanted you to know that this was the best day of my life. Never would I have thought I’d meet you for real. You’ve always kept me going when life got difficult, I…” You paused, bitterly smiling at the fact that you were about to profess your love and admiration to a fictional character. “It’s unfair, really. You have no idea who I am, but there’s so much I want to tell you, yet I can’t, I- I shouldn’t. Just know this: You are loved. You are worthy. You are a good leader. You are a good brother. And if I am still here tomorrow, and the next day, and the next… I wish for nothing more than to be by your side.”

Suddenly your mind was flooded with the events of the Krangpocalypse, and you felt the tears building up. You stood up and turned to leave, but stopped in your tracks. For a moment you battled with yourself, but ended up taking a step back again to lean over Leo and place a gentle kiss on his forehead. As you leaned back up he stirred, and you turned to make a quick leave.

What you didn’t know however was that he’d been awake and had heard everything, but was too shocked to react. After some minutes pondering if he should go talk to you or not, he decided it couldn’t wait until the next day; he wouldn’t be able to sleep anyways after what you said, especially the way you said it.

Climbing out of bed Leo silently made his way to the projector room only to find an empty couch.

You were gone without a trace.

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electrictorch · 8 months

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Heeey, I stumbled upon your blog and wanna say it's sooo cuuute. And the fact that you're a minor makes it 10 times better because like, I turned 18 this year so that means I'm older than you and legally allowed to step onto my elder sister role to encourage you too keep going. The fics you've published are so nice and fluffy and heart-warming and, even though they are not perfect, they are so fun! Keep going!

Idk, I felt like saying something nice.

Aaalso, if you like to write headcanons, I'd love to see some with Leo or maybe all four turtles. If you need inspo, you could start off with a stressed/busy reader because with becoming an adult comes university :'D. And I think Leo would be particularly jelaous of the homework and refuse to leave the reader's arms even when there are ✨deadlines✨ and ✨assignments✨.

This is my first request btw and it wasn't meant to be one originally lol

Have fun!

omg thank you so so much this is actually so sweet and it fr means a lot :( 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 I really hope you like this!

Rise! Leo x Overworked! Reader

Fluff! :D comfort? Headcanons + Drabble

gn reader! romantic but could be read as platonic

- Leonardo obviously could not truly, fully understand academic pressure nor did he care to seeing as he had never really gone to school. He didn’t get what was so important about it to you, but he was supportive…to an extent.

- It just took all of your attention! he is needy

- There’s really no point in resenting something inanimate, but he doesn’t really seem to understand that.

- “what does your dumb homework have that I don’t?” “Are you seriously jealous of my homework right now, Leon?” “…Maybe.”

- as time went on and your schoolwork seemed to just keep piling on, he couldn’t deny he was worried about you. You just seemed so stressed and exhausted all the time, and midterms coming up did not help. He didn’t really know how to help you, or if he could at all but he could at least try to get you to rest a little.

“Uuuuggghhh, are you almost done?” Leo groaned, setting down his comic and watched you typing away at your desk as he laid on your bed.

“Yes, Leo, I am almost finished. “ You sighed, your back aching from sitting like that for so long and Leo sighed too. “You said that like an hour ago!”

“I know! I still need to proofread my essay again, turn in my reading guide, I think I have something missing for math right now-“ Your head was throbbing with tension as you held it in your hands.

“Come on, just take a break! you obviously need one…” he grumbled the last past, sitting up, he reached his arms out to you. He was staring at you pleadingly sigh then big ole’ eyes. “Just for a minute, I promise!”

You sighed deeply, standing up slowly. “Ok, fine. But only for a few minutes. I’m serious, Leo.”

“Yep, just a few minutes!” His eyes sparkled, and he practically tackled you. Leo laid on top of you, laying his head on your chest and he was squeezing you tightly. He really missed you…

Leo-1, homework-0

He could feel the tension in your body fade slowly, relaxing little by little. “This is nice…” You mumbled and yawned, your eyes shutting lightly.

“I told you so.” He smirked. Man, did he like being right. You allowed yourself to just have a moment of peace, trying so hard not to fall asleep. This was a nice moment, and you wanted to take it all in while you could. Oh, and you also needed to get back to work.

“Leo…I need to get back to work now.” You tried to sit up, but he just pushed you back down lightly, nuzzling into you.

“Nooo! Shhhh, just relax, babe.” Leo cooed, his soft voice made you feel warm and fuzzy as he churred,“Isn’t this comfy?”

“Yeah…but you are kind of heavy.” You mumbled the last part.

He gasped dramatically, but didn’t move at all, he was too comfortable like this. You were fighting to stay awake at this point.

“ I need to…finish my work.”

“Shhh~ don’t worry about that right now, just relax. I’ve got you.” It concerned you at how well he could soothe you so quickly, and soon you forgot about all of your assignments as you slowly drifted into a much needed sleep.

And soon a few minutes turned into a few hours.

#sooo sweeeeet #rottmnt x reader #not mine #rise leo x reader

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electrictorch · 8 months

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This based of an actual conversation I had with a friend:

Y/n: well… I’ve never had a sweet sixteen or a prom…

Leo: well now it’s my mission to get you your own sweet sixteen and prom that will only require two people!

Y/n: Leo that’s called a wedding…

Leo: WELL IN THAT CASE-!

#HSHSHSH yes.#rottmnt x reader #not mine #rise leo x reader #rottmnt leo x reader

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electrictorch · 8 months

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Y/N’s guide to a red-eared slider turtle mutant

( Rise! Leonardo x reader )

fluff :)

gn reader, romantic leaning but can be read as platonic

In which Leo stumbles across your documentation on himself.

Donnie’s version

✧Subject of interest

Red-eared slider turtle mutant; humanoid turtle man

note: ears not visible, name is misleading.

✧ Diet:

Pizza, other Italian dishes???, chips, concrete; subject is not graceful as he claims.

✧ Likes:

Skateboarding, blue, being right (even if he is not), Jupiter Jim + J.J. Helmet, portals (⚠️DO NOT TRUST⚠️; ended up in New Jersey), stupid jokes (claims to be a coping mechanism; therapy?), to be pet and scratched???(subject purrs?), roblox, basketball, physical affection (any type; do more often. therapy???)

✧ Dislikes:

Criticism (reminder: set up appointment with Dr.Feelings?), when I’m BUSY, training?(specimens claim), sitting still (nts: will do so if watching Jupiter Jim or Lou Jitsu, or if rewarded), bitter tastes, snitches?

✧ Tail language

‼️have yet to interact with tail, turtle is too swift.

twitching rapidly: upset, annoyed, offended. possibly even embarrassed. (Typically partnered with whining) to prevent, compliment and give praise to the subject.

wagging: excited, happy, playful? (can be partnered with purring) to achieve, give the specimen full attention; review likes above.

still and loose: bored, tired, focused(?) be wary of subject when he is bored.

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Leo couldn’t help the smug, cocky smile on his face. I mean, why wouldn’t you want to observe someone as amazing as him? He’ll definitely be bragging to his brothers later, and believe me, he will not shut up about it for at least a day or two.

Even if he didn’t show it, or even admit it out loud, your interest made him feel tingly and warm inside. You made him feel so loved, and like he was important and special.

He knew you would be mad if you knew he was looking through your stuff, but you’re the one who left your backpack in his room, just begging to be gone through! And when he found a file with HIS name on it, how could he resist? Again believe me, you will never hear the end of this.

And of course, he wouldn’t want you to have any misinformation…

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✧Subject of interest

Red-eared slider turtle mutant; humanoid turtle man

note: ears not visible, name is misleading. That explains why you were staring at my head like that.

✧ Diet:

Pizza, other Italian dishes???, chips, concrete; subject is not graceful as he claims. First of all, not true, and second we both know Donnie tripped me!

✧ Likes:

Skateboarding, blue duh, being right (even if he is not) always, Jupiter Jim + J.J. Helmet, portals (⚠️DO NOT TRUST⚠️; ended up in New Jersey) I said I was sorry! Forgive and forget., stupid hilarious jokes (claims to be a coping mechanism; therapy?), to be pet and scratched???(subject purrs?) ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ, roblox, basketball, physical affection (any type; do more often. therapy???) Definitely do more, good note.

^ aren’t you forgetting someone on this list? ;)

✧ Dislikes:

Criticism (reminder: set up appointment with Dr.Feelings?) ＿|￣|○, when I’m BUSY being IGNORED, training?(specimens claim) I’m too good already ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ , sitting still (nts: will do so if watching Jupiter Jim or Lou Jitsu, or if rewarded), bitter tastes, snitches? Beware.

✧ Tail language

‼️have yet to interact with tail, turtle is too swift. Is this a threat???

twitching rapidly: upset, annoyed, offended. possibly even embarrassed. (Typically partnered with whining) Nuh uh to prevent, compliment and give praise to the subject. Another great note.

wagging: excited, happy, playful? (can be partnered with purring) to achieve, give the specimen full attention; review likes above. AMAZING note! 10/10

still and loose: bored, tired, focused(?) be wary of subject when he is bored. PUH-LEASE I SAID I WAS SORRY

Very, very nice observations, but they are still lacking. Please make sure to continue your research closely, I’m sure the ‘subject’ won’t complain at all.♡

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Thank you for reading!!!! :D

Who’s next: Raph or Mikey??? 🤭🤭🤭

#HAHAH IT'S SO COOL #rottmnt x reader #rise leo x reader #rottmnt leo x reader #not mine

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electrictorch · 9 months

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Every writer on Tumblr: “I would combust out of love if someone ever drew fanart of my fic!!” Me: “oh man I wanna draw this scene BUT THEY WOULD PROBABLY HATE IT AND HATE ME FOR THE NERVE”

#THISSS #I love it when we interact with artists or writers on tumblr it's so wholesome to me

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electrictorch · 9 months

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Safe Haven (Post-movie comfort)

A couple paragraphs of hurt-comfort for each turtle post-movie

CW: a sprinkle of angst, rottmnt movie spoilers

Raph:

Raph didn't think he deserved affection after he broke free from the kraang. He remembers very little of being controlled, but that might be a good thing. He doesn't want to remember the faces of people he's hurt or the horrified looks his family must've had upon seeing him.

All the while, guilt weighed on his shoulders. It whispered in his ears, 'It should've been you.' No matter how much Raph wanted Leo to step up and be a hero, he could never have predicted the pain it entailed. This guilt consumed him to the point he would freeze up when spoken to.

This doesn't happen in your presence. A single touch silences his thoughts. Your thumb tentatively rubs over the scars around his blinded eye. It's like you're giving him sight. His head goes to your lap, face buried into your stomach. Neither of you says anything. You just play with the tails of his mask and hum to him. He couldn't want anything more than that.

Mikey:

Mikey never regretted saving his brother from a life of misery. However, his hands were never the same. His green skin cracked and leaked an orange glow whenever tapping into his mystic powers. Although it was a beautiful sight, this created problems.

It was harder to draw now. His hands were so shaky that a straight line turned squiggly the moment his pencil hit the paper. It was almost as if he forgot how to create. To Mikey, his life as an artist has come to an end. Any piece he created looked horrible in his eyes, but not in yours.

You either said, 'It's beautiful,' or 'Your hands are getting better.' Both phrases were interchangeable. They were also enough to make Mikey's heart melt. He's done for if you take his hands in yours, (bonus points if you kiss them repeatedly.) It's as if Mikey's hands are still from your touch. Mikey likes to call it, 'the power of love.' He can't help but cling to you now.

Donnie:

Donnie was never the biggest fan of touch or emotion. However, merging with a spaceship and being forcefully pulled out might have done something to his brain. The sliminess of it all unnerved him on a whole other level compared to his normal distaste for certain textures. He would get by with it, however. He had plenty of weighted blankets set aside when he goes into sensory overload.

It's the emotions that Donnie has a hard time dealing with. He didn't like the idea of losing his family for even a second. It was already bad with SHELDON, an ai that he considered as his own child. Leo, his own twin, trapping himself in the prison dimension made things worse for him.

Your very presence tells him that everything is going to be okay. You just sit next to him and let him pick himself up without saying a word or trying to touch him. You'd sit there and listen to him vent without a hint of resentment. It didn't make his problems go away completely, but damn does it make a great illusion.

Leo:

The prison dimension was cold. If anything, Leo thought it would start snowing as the kraang leader beat him senselessly. And yet, a voice in the back of his said told him it was his fault. He wanted to sacrifice himself, why was he so traumatized by it all, then?

He didn't tell anyone this, only looking onward and putting the invasion behind him. That was a lot harder since Leo is the leader. He gained the responsibility Raph once hand. He understood why it put him under so much pressure, even before the invasion. In the night, Leo was plagued by nightmares and overwhelmed by the cold.

On nights like those, he would come to you, portaling into your room. You didn't mind, letting him crawl into your bed. Leo's head buried into your chest, relishing in your warmth. It was like a flame he desperately didn't want to go out. He didn't worry about the prison dimension or the order of his family's deaths. You were next to him, in his arms, and safe.

#rottmnt x reader #oww my heart

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electrictorch · 9 months

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once again writing fanfic for an AU that's not mine

uh hi so I guess it is Crying About Future Donnie Hours except this is actually a different future Donnie than the one everyone else is crying about.

I have wanted to write something for @kathaynesart 's Replica for awhile now and I got an idea and I decided to use @tmntaucompetition as an excuse to write and post it, so I guess you could say this is propaganda I didn't expect it to be the day after my poll though so I kinda scrambled a bit aaaaa lol

Replica is one of my favorite ROTTMNT comics, it's one of the first I found after I watched the movie, and I love it so much. If you haven't read it please do! However, there is one part of the comic in particular (and especially one line in particular) that has stuck with me since I first read it, and I think about it a lot. So consider this my little homage to that part of the comic, and to the character who says it.

Also there is a short section of this that is just dialogue from the comic so obviously all credit for that dialogue goes to Kat!

And Kat I really hope you don't mind me playing around in your sandbox a bit /)_(\

Anyway I don't normally title these but I did give the gdoc for this one the title: The Needed Functions to Appreciate It

I hope you enjoy!

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As an AI, experiencing the apocalypse was different.

S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. did not have to feel the aching gnaw of hunger, or the bite of the cold. He did not feel the sting of acid rain on skin, or the seeping of blood from injury. All the physical sensations his family and friends suffered, S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. was spared them all.

That did not mean he didn’t feel.

…

“Hey Dee?”

The “Hm?” he got in response was distracted. Donnie was often distracted those days. S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. didn’t resent him for it. He knew how busy Donnie is - he cataloged and prioritized the to-do list himself, after all.

“I still have the timers Raph asked me to set for his training in the system, and all his old records. What…” He hesitated. “What should I do with them?”

“Oh.” That got Donnie to pause in his work oh so briefly. His finger tapped twice on the enter key without pressing. “You can delete all of that. Might as well free up memory space where we can.”

“Okay.” It was the right answer. Members of the resistance were allowed to set timers and save some personal files on S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N.’s system, and protocol dictated that forty eight hours after loss of vitals, S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. should clear such files.

It had been three hundred and fifty seven hours since Raph flatlined. He should have cleared these ages ago.

“Hey Dee,” he said again, more quietly this time, and Donnie actually looked away from his work and gave him his attention.

He hadn’t had a physical body since a raid over a year before; he was just an artistic representation on the monitor. Donnie promised to make him a new one, but S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. could see both the parts inventory and the to-do list and he doubted he would be able to do that. Usually it didn’t bother him, but he thought that day that it bothered him a little.

“I don’t want to,” he admitted, and Donnie’s face shifted to something more sad.

“Ah. You have developed a lot of sentimentality…” Donnie sighed, not unkindly. “Well, you can keep it. I won’t make you delete it.”

S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. bounced around the monitor a moment while he mulled it over. Donnie didn’t look away, though one of his battleshell arms took up the task of typing on his computer.

“Isn’t that not good, though, dude? Like… it’s useless now. It’s just taking up space.”

“Yes… sentimentality and practicality are often in direct conflict.” He leaned back in his chair, eyes roving to the ceiling. “Sometimes we just can’t let things go, even against our better judgment, because they remind us of something or… someone.”

S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. zoomed himself in so he filled more of the screen. “Do you get sentimental, Dee?”

Donnie’s lips quirked up in a smile. “Yes, unfortunately so. I find it vexing… though, Mikey would say, “That’s what makes you a person, Donnie, don’t fight it!” or something like that.”

“But if it makes you hold on to useless stuff, or do things that aren’t necessary, isn’t that bad?”

“Ah, such is the nature of emotions, Shelldon - they often lead us to do things that are, for a lack of a better word, suboptimal… Sometimes I think it would be nice to have a switch so I could just turn the pesky things off. I would focus so much better if I never had to feel… anxious or frustrated or… or sad.” He slumped forward, hugging his arms around himself. “If I didn’t have to… to miss anyone.”

“...That’s the worst one,” said S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N., and Donnie nodded.

“Yeah… yeah, it is.” He turned to face S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N., eyes glossy. “But-”

ERROR: Memory file corrupted.

“It is a convincing replica. Expertly crafted. You act just like him… Be careful that it does not interfere with our intended purpose.”

“Need I remind you, one of my core purposes is to act as a support to Donatello’s family. That includes you, even if you have chosen to forego the needed functions to appreciate it.”

“A necessary purge to keep the Kraang’s whispers at bay.”

“Was it? That is not what Donatello ever wished of you. Even when you decided to take on this burden.”

“Not having to ‘feel’ has its… benefits.”

“And Donatello was quite firm that you not lock yourself away-”

“Such advanced artificial intelligence, yet you still fail to recognize your own ignorance.”

“To what, exactly?”

“To the bliss in not having to miss him.”

Username: OMEGABOOTYYYSHAKER9000

Password: ****************

MEMORY FILE ACCESS AUTHORIZED

Enter date: XX/XX/20XX XX:XX

RETRIEVING MEMORY FILE. . . SUCCESS

AUDIOVISUAL PLAYBACK BEGIN

“But even if missing them keeps you from performing optimally… Running from bad emotions means running from the good ones, too.” Donatello sighed. “At least, that’s what Mikey said to me after Papa… And it took me awhile, but I realized he was right. Don’t tell him I said that, though, or I’ll never hear the end of it.”

“Your secret is safe with me, dude.”

“Thank you, Shelldon.” He reached with his hand and touched the screen, and even though they couldn’t actually feel each other, S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. moved like he was nuzzling his palm. “When you see Raph’s training records, it makes you sad, but also makes you remember all the things you loved about him, right?”

“I guess, yeah… He’d always scratch my head when I came to give him his training report. When I had a body.”

“Mm, so that’s why you always went to do it in person.” Donatello chuckled, rubbing his thumb on the monitor. He was sad, then, thinking that he couldn’t build S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. a proper body. Always lacking the time and materials…

“Is it worth it, though?” asked S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N.. “The good feelings, when there’s bad feelings, too?”

“Maybe that’s one of the great mysteries of life, Shelldon. All I know is… I don’t want to give them up. Not anymore. And… it’s easier to deal with, when you’re not alone.” Donatello pulled his hand back, and looked at him very seriously. “Anata wa hitorijanai. That’s as true for you as it is for any of us. Your family will always be here for you, when you miss Raph, or anyone else.”

Maybe it made S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. feel better. He smiled, as much as his facial design would allow.

“Okay. And I’ll always be here for you too, Dee.”

“Thank you, Shelldon.”

“Love ya.”

“I love you too.”

End playback? Y

PLAYBACK ENDED

#rottmnt #not mine

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electrictorch · 9 months

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The List.

Based on the Cass Apocalyptic Series.

The first part of this has been rumbling around in my brain ever since that Super Sad Scene a month ago, but yesterday’s update gave me the other side of the coin, so to speak, and finally pulled it all together.

@somerandomdudelmao thanks for the fuel, friend

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Donatello’s days have become a series of checklists, as of late.

No, that’s not exactly true. His days have always been about lists: what he’s done, what he can delegate to someone else, what still needs doing. But these days he’s been doing less and listing more, piling tasks from the first category onto the second as fast as he can manage, hoping he has enough time to empty the queue.

The full catalog is written out in a series of files, reorganized for accessibility to the layperson and meticulously up-to-date as of yesterday. He meant to run through it again this morning, ensure all the relevant instruction manuals were attached to each item and double check his protocols, but he wasn’t… he couldn’t…

He’s going to die tonight.

Seguir leyendo

#rottmnt #tmnt 2018 #rise of the tmnt #woow so cool #not mine

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Falling in love with Peter Pevensie would include…

Being best friends with the Pevensie siblings.

Ruling Narnia with them.

Constantly worrying Peter only thought of you as a friend.

Not being able to wipe him from your mind.

Hoping at every ball when you got all dressed up that he would notice you.

Living in fear of a beautiful princess from another land coming and sweeping him off his feet.

Trying your best to be a good friend.

Worrying about acting dumb around him.

Thinking all of his charming ways are just his personality.

Ignoring Susan’s constant chiding that you should be confident and that he likes you.

Simply dying of happiness when he dances with you at balls.

When Peter confesses his feelings you barely believe him.

You had convinced yourself the feelings where one sided.

You just sat there gaping at him.

Eventually you were able to splutter out that you loved him.

Dating Peter seemed surreal.

You had been by his side for years hoping one day he would care for you.

Every single time he held your hand, hugged you and pecked you on the cheek you felt ethereal.

You spend everyday you can with him.

The transition from friends to more was rather smooth to be honest.

The kingdom all chattered behind their hands about you.

Suddenly you felt very in the spotlight.

Peter assured you they just wanted to scope out their future queen.

tbh he has no right to be so smooth.

To most people you seem composed but Peter can reduce you to a puddle within seconds.

You always practice sparring together.

He loves taking you on picnics, horse rides and surprise dates.

He loves showing physical affection.

Edmund absolutely deplores PDA and Peter loves to tease him.

He will spontaneously kiss you just to annoy ed.

He gives you every old fashioned pet name under the sun.

“Darling”, “Love”, “Dear”, “Honey”, “Angel”, “Sweetheart”.

The list goes on.

Every day you spend together you fall for him harder.

Taglist: @ladyobscurus

#narnia #peter pevensie x reader

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electrictorch · 10 months

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a lesson in trust by katterv

Leo feels guilty for getting Raph caught by the Krang and refuses to let go of that burden. His big brother isn't having it anymore.

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"Raph doesn't regret it."

Leonardo starts to lift his head but deems it too bothersome and lets his cheek smush back against Raphael's plastron. He almost puts his phone down but that's also too much effort, so he keeps blankly staring at the screen, only half paying attention both to the muted video and his brother.

"Regret what, big bro?"

"Getting between you and the Krang."

Leonardo tenses up as soon as those words leave Raph's mouth and his grip on his phone tightens. If he hadn’t been distracted he would have realised what Raph was going to say before prompting him to continue. He wants to flee.

His big brother clearly senses that as a heavy but gentle hand settles onto his shell, keeping him snug against the snapper.

"We're talking about this, Leo."

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I've held off posting this because I wanted to redraw it to show the top of Raph's shell instead of the blanket hiding it but it's been too long and I'm exhausted and a little sad rn and these turtles make me soft so off it goes into the wilderness

#AHHHH SOO GOOOOD #rottmnt

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electrictorch · 10 months

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Rottmnt with an S/O that speak spanish (and kinda sucks at english lol)

I'm hispanic and suck at english, that the whole context of this

Tw: spanish lol (also curses and possible OOC)

Raphael

The first time they heard his S/O speaking spanish his brain stop working for a whole 10 seconds

He usually helps them get better at english and correct them in a subtle way, like whispering or texting them if they're not close enough

He loves hearing them speaking his mother language, specially if it isn't on purpose, like when they are really mad and start cursing in spanish, he doesn't like curses but he don't know what they're saying

He tries to learn a little bit of spanish, he know a few words thanks to Leo and ghostbear, but it isn't enough to keep a conversation, and he really wants to start a conversation in spanish with his S/O

He use spanish lessons as an excuse to hang out even more with his S/O, sometimes even try to get his brothers into them, so they can all practice later

Onces he finds out that 'hijueputa' wasn't just a nickname he goes *gasp >:0 and give them a well deserve 'zape'

He'll be so into telenovelas, there is no context, I know he would just love them, 'La rosa de guadalupe' is his favorite, and make the other watch it cause it would give them "life lessons"

Starts making chores with bachata or any hispanic song really, bachata is just his favorite

He's pronunciation is really bad, but he still try to call them a few spanish nickname or saying "te quiero", this is usually on alone time cause he know his brother are gonna make fun of his horrible pronunciation

Would use spanish nicknames but they are more like literal translation of english ones "miel" "guisante dulce" "insecto" "azucar", that kind of stuff, S/O probably never correct him cause they know what they meant and also because it's just to funny lol

Leonardo

He thinks it's funny when their S/O says a word wrong and just go with it, if they say it that way it's pronounce that way

He beg his S/O to teach him spanish curses, and once they agree he would go to Donnie's room stare at him, go "hijoeputa" and just leave

Likes to talk in spanish with his S/O, he find spanish such a romantic tonge, and could listen them for hours just talking and talking in spanish

Leo now speak spanish a lot more than before, he knew the language, but now he can talk so fluid that sometimes he can start something in english and finish it in spanish, his brothers have to stop him cause they can't understand anything and Leo doesn't really realized when he does it

Practice a lot with señor Huesos, he wants to impress his S/O and receive praises from them, only the tough of them giving him compliments make him giggle

Start using spanish nickname like "mi amor" "mi vida" "dulzura", etc

He would say "estoy embarazado" when making a mistake a lot, he know what it's mean, he know how to say it correctly, but he would say it just because it's funny

Absolutely would talk about how smart his S/O is for speaking two languages

Would absolutely perform "propuesta indecente" in the most dramatic way posible just for S/O, at least 3x a week

Donatello

He found the fact that S/O was hispanic fascinating, he would study their culture and ask him question about their impression of US, if they were born in US then he would probably ask about their parent of it they ever went to their parent's country, and ask about how they feel about the difference between both cultures, language, food, just everything

Inmediately starts to learn spanish, cause he doesn't wants to interrupt S/O while talking when they change lenguage without realizing, and also found the lenguage fascinating

Once he learn spanish he would say "te amo" more than "I love you", cause it give him a little more of a emotional barrier, like, he knows it the same thing, but it still make it easier for him

There's mandatory dance class, cause let's be honest hispanic dances are the best and this is just the perfect excuse, it would depends of where S/O is from, but he would learn every traditional dance from that country

He would laugh at his S/O when they pronounce something wrong and correct them, he's and asshole

Pick a few words as stim and sometimes says them out of no where, specially songs (Idk why but I really like the idea of Donnie singnig torero out of nowhere)

Michelangelo

Goes :0 when he hears his S/O speaking spanish for the first time

Start searching for traditional recipes and ask S/O what are their favorites one so he can make them

Fall in love with dulce de leche/manjar, and try every recipe possible with it

He try to learn spanish with Leo but fails, still learned a few words and kinda connect the dots when S/O goes hispanic mode, but sometimes he has to stop them cause his brain goes numb

He mainly pick up insults and curses, so when he's angry he says a few curses so his brothers can't understand him, his favorite is "puto" cause it kinda sound cute if you don't know what it mean

He would whisper when his S/O says a word wrong, and then laugh a little, and sometimes calls the thing in the way they do it cause it sounds way cooler that the right way

Still hasn't give up with spanish class he's getting better, despacito pero seguro

Really enjoy hispanic music, he loves art and thinks that music is an international lenguage, I think he would be really into caporal he just love the rythm and dance

Duolingo is this close 🤏 to kidnap his family, c'mon Michel, be consistent

He usually use the short spanish version of his S/O's name (ex.in english Raphael is short as Raph while in spanish is Rapha/Rafa), sometimes he just add the -ito or -ita. Really loves those silly nickname that look like have nothing to do with the name (like Pancho for Francisco or Chabe for Isabella)

I like the idea of them dancing bachata, so they all know how to cause I say so /hj

#ahhhHH SPANISH YESSS #rottmnt #rottmnt x reader

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electrictorch · 10 months

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rise leo x reader but reader speaks spanish✨

A humanoid red-eared slider walks cockily by your side, the tails of his blue bandana twirling in the breeze.

'I'll take you out on a walk, señorrita.' He gestures to the road before you -- the deserted rooftops of New York buildings, lit only by the moonlight (and the city lights).

You laugh. 'What?'

'I said señorrita', he emphasises with a swing of his hips.

You let out a small laugh again. 'It's señorita, you silly. It's just one R.'

He blushes and stiffens his pose. 'Oh, yeah. Ha ha. Of course I knew that. I was just checking if you did, to see if you corrected me.'

You rolled your eyes. Always joking. 'Soooo, where are you taking me?' His face lightens up.

'Sorpresa.' He winks and continues walking.

#it was a matter of time till i wrote about the turtle bois #currently on a writing block so decided to try something i haven't done in a while--fics #i was at a shop and heard señorita playing and i thought LEO #super short cause i just needed a small scene with the word 'señorita'#like why not utilize the fact that leo speaks Spanish but his is very rough #fanfic #one shot #tmnt 2018 #rottmnt #rottmnt leo #rottmnt leo x reader #rise leo x reader #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt x reader

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electrictorch · 10 months

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The List.

Based on the Cass Apocalyptic Series.

@somerandomdudelmao thanks for the fuel, friend

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Donatello’s days have become a series of checklists, as of late.

He’s going to die tonight.

Seguir leyendo

#rottmnt #not much to do with my usual posts here but this piece of fic is goooooddd!!

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electrictorch · 1 year

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A little play

A modern AU Edmund x reader fic about academic rivals for @needsmth's request

First year of uni, and you already found a rival. Yay!

At first, you couldn't complain about sharing most of your classes together, since he was intelligent and cute, but when he started getting all the answers before you (and of course, he called them right), he became unbearable.

Sociology? He got it. Psychology? Easy-peasy. Economy? Wait, how come he had previous knowledge of this one? And let's not get into Philosophy, the subject you were looking forward to the most during that last year of high school.

And he was beating you on that one, too. He was so quick to answer, so quick to understand, and that when he didn't guess what the teachers would say next.

Now, he was not over-confident or smug. Even you could see that. But just that happy little smile he had on his pretty face after he won a teacher's approval was so, so annoying, sometimes you just could not resist the urge to find something to shout right after him -- a counter-argument or whatever. Whatever.

Yeah, you were not proud of that little scene you may or may not have displayed yesterday. The worst thing was his concerned look as if you were a little mad girl with no self-control. His dark eyes were tender, looking down at you. You felt sorry for him that time -- he had nothing against you. So you decided that today you were going to apologize to him.

Such decision had been made with no consideration of the long class hours that were to pass before lunch. There he was again, the smart boy. What was his name again? Oh, Edmund. Edmund and his dark wavy hair, his rosy lips uttering every right answer... You had to look down.

Coward, you told yourself. Apologize as you should, little brat, and grow up for once. No more high school drama. You graduated with honours, and you were now decided to make the best out of your college years.

The arrival of lunch was both a relief and a burden for the feeling of anticipation that surged in your chest. You walked out of the classroom, through the hallway, preparing a speech. When you entered the cafeteria, you scanned around the room. You spotted the cute boy waiting at the last of the queue, one hand in his trousers pocket. He stood straight, with almost a regal posture, and looked ahead with patience. How could he be so perfect?

You approached him, steadying your breath. Apologizing was never easy. He noticed you were walking towards him, so turned his head with curiosity.

'Hey,' he said. Low voice, soft.

'Hi,' you said. 'About yesterday...'

'Oh...' He remembered.

'Yeah, I'm sorry.' You twisted your fingers in awkwardness. 'I don't know what came unto me, I didn't mean to shout at you.'

'It's OK,' he said.

You stood there, next to him, fingers twisted. The queue was advancing, and you also needed to have lunch. Better not to wait awkwardly that long distance to the counter.

'So...,' you said, 'Edmund, right?'

'Yeah. And yours is...'

'__.'

He nodded. 'Seems we have every class together.'

'Oh, yeah. For better or for worse, you won't get rid of me so easily.'

'Pff,' he looked away, nothing to add. Then, something occurred to you.

'I guess I'll stand to a challenge,' you said, shrugging. He looked at you. 'I won't let you call all answers out so easily.'

'Well, it won't hurt a little play.' He lifted an eyebrow.

'A little play?' You mocked offence. 'Sir, I'll make you play in hard mode.'

He scoffed. 'I'm all in.'

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Well, it is done! Hope this is what you expected, and that you like it ♡ As I previously said, my hyper-fixation on Narnia is sort of fading away, so I am unsure of what to work on next for this blog. (I knew this would happen, but I also thought I would have new fandoms to write for...)

Either way, requests are still open! No, I am not turning down your Narnia requests, so feel free to send them if you have any! But if you just want to reach out to me with other ideas, I would really appreciate it!

Oh, I'd also like to ask you, if you like this, please reblog <3 Reblogging is ten thousand times better than just liking for the Tumblr algorithm, so if you appreciate my writing...👉👈

#please reblog!#this is where i should ask you not to repost without permission or credits #please respect authors and their writing even if it seems to be “just a fanfic”#though i personally don't mind it much if you repost my fanfics #i write them for the online community #but credits are always appreciated!#just because you're online doesn't mean you are free from ethics #edmund pevensie #edmund pevensie x reader #fanfic #one shot #chronicles of narnia #narnia fanfic #my writing

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