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𝘿𝙤 𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪? <3

2012 TMNT x Rise! Reader

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Ship:2012 Donatello x reader + platonic Leo, Raph, Mikey :)) Word count: 3.4k (save me) A/N: We really need more platonic tmnt content, it's so cute! <3 And happy mutation day to the turtles!

“Donnie? And the rest of the guys?” It was somewhat dark out, the early winter months rolling around.The mutant turtles looked at the short figure, surprised that they knew who at least one of them was. Donatello muttered to himself, wondering who this new person was lurking in the same back alleyway as his brothers and him.

He flinched, almost instantly feeling a pair of small hands cup his face. He was about to attempt to sweep your feet from under you with his bo staff, but he hadn’t sensed any danger from you whatsoever. “You guys all look different.” You seemed even more confused at this point, this was most definitely not your Donnie. Your Don was at least a few inches shorter than this one and would have most likely sent a sarcastic comment your way by now. You glanced to your left to see a much smaller Raphael sending an irritated glare your way. That’s odd, your Raph would have probably asked if you needed any help.

Then, it clicked. “HE SENT ME TO ANOTHER UNIVERSE?!”

You now appeared to be absolutely insane, and that’s coming from a bunch of mutant turtles. You mutter to yourself about “kicking Donnie's ass” and “this wasn’t the plan!”. Raphael and Leo take a fighting stance, but before they try anything, the new Donnie tries to calm you down and understand what’s going on. You’re still panicking but you try your best to explain how you’re from a different universe and that you got transported here. “-Then Leo from my universe accidentally pushed me into Don’s newest invention- this wasn’t supposed to happen! I was just trying to help out-” You cut yourself off, remembering something. You quickly pull up your left sleeve to see the wristwatch ‘your’ Donatello made for you. You swiftly begin to type on it, trying anything you can to send any messages back to him, your location, anything at all, but nothing works. The purple masked turtle noticed how advanced your watch is, seeing how a hologram, as well as some sort of keyboard, popped up. He’s never seen anything quite like it. “Hey, um, do you happen to know what year you're from? We don’t have access to that kind of technology - yet that is.”

Raph and Leo put away their weapons after noticing how calm Donatello was with you, still keeping their guard up. “Oh, yes! The year I was in was 2018. My Donnie made me this trinket for my birthday. It’s pretty useful-” you attempt to send another message, failing once again, “-when it works, of course.” “So what now? Do we let them hang out with us? I think they seem pretty cool!” Michelangelo butts in, tired of having to act like such an innocent-looking person is a threat. “Mikey, you idiot, we don’t even know them! How could we possibly-” “I think we should let them stay with us for the time being, if they have no one else to stay with.” Donatello turns his head to you, “It seems you were quite close with your version of us, right?” “Yeah! I hung out with them at the lair all the time. Spent most of my time challenging them to super-smash bros or assisting Don in whatever project he was working on.” You were almost excited to give your answer, very much enjoying the time you used to spent with the boys. Then the fear sunk in once again. “He’s probably trying to bring me back, right? I won’t be stuck here forever?” You too a deep breath in. “I already miss them, even if they were loud.”

The turtles from this universe noticed how worried you appeared, being away from your closest friends, and all ultimately deciding to bring you to see master Splinter. On the way, Mikey wouldn’t stop nagging you with all sorts of questions; name, hobbies, favorite food, if you like pizza, anything he could come up with. You answered every one of them enthusiastically, throwing a fond memory in the mix every once in a while.

“So, dude, you said earlier that we look different than your guys, right? What do they look like?” “Well, Raph and Donnie are taller- oh!” Mikey tilted his head your way at your exclamation, watching you pat yourself down.

“Still got it! I’ve got some pictures of them on my phone!” You didn’t have any connection, but you still had the pictures saved in your gallery. You pulled up one with everyone there. It was a little blurry, but you could still easily make out yourself in the bottom left corner of the photo. Raph was trailing behind Mikey, who was on his flying skateboard in the background. A little closer was Donnie tinkering with some scrap parts with a smirk on his face, and finally, Leo sitting on the back of the couch casually cheering Mikey on.

You began to swipe through pictures of you and the boys individually. Raph training with you - Mikey must have snatched that picture, you thought. A selfie of yourself and Leo, who was covering his face, in front of the scoreboard after challenging him at Mario Kart and winning. Mikey who fell asleep on you, pencil in hand and sketchbook in his lap after one of your regular drawing sessions. Finally, a blurry selfie of you surprise-hugging Donatello from behind, in his lab. You could clearly see his surprised expression along with a smile, a big toothy grin covering your face. You gave a short backstory on all of them while showing them, proving that you really were close friends. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eventually, you met up with Splinter, politely asking questions and answering some. You were much calmer and more respectful than the turtles were expecting, given how excitable and easy-going you seemed. Finally, you left his meditation room, telling the turtles what you assumed would be your plan. “I figure that my Donnie’s probably trying his best to open another portal, but we have no way of communication. It’s basically just a waiting game now. Master Splinter says it’s okay if I chill with you guys, is that alright with you?” Mikey was the first to agree, as long as you got to hang out and draw with him just like the other version of him did. Donnie agreed as well, feeling some sort of connection, almost as if he knew you in a way. He loved the idea of having another nerdy person to help him with his inventions, and especially to spend time with. Leo went along with it, deciding you weren’t a threat. He also felt that you might bring some joy, changing up their routine a bit. Same old same old isn’t always the best. Raph was the last, begrudgingly agreeing, but only because you didn’t seem like “too much of a bother.” He earned himself a whack on the back of his head for that. Donnie decided to pull you away from the others, saying that you probably have some experience with cool tech and could help him out with some of his inventions. You walked over to Donatello’s lab, still admired by the inventions he had even if they weren’t built with all the new tech you had. No matter what Donnie makes, it’s always pretty cool. That definitely doesn’t change throughout universes. He sat down in his rolling chair while you found a comfortable stool to sit on, bringing it close to his work so you could watch. Every so often you would point out something he could do better, and he’d be amazed by your knowledge. You enjoyed the time you spent with him, swaying your feet on the stool while he hunched over his desk, tightening one of the screws with a screwdriver.

“And done!” He exclaimed, bringing his head up to look at you, not realizing how close your face was from watching him work. You barely got to see Donnie’s face heat up before he turned his head away from you, muttering a small “sorry”. You let out a short giggle, before complimenting his work.

“All right, let’s test this thing out! It better work, let’s hope it doesn’t just look cool for nothing.” You spoke up, not wanting him to feel awkward around you.

After testing it out, Leonardo came in to tell you two that supper was ready. The other two brothers were already on the couch, pizza in hand, watching some show on tv. You joined them on the couch after grabbing your own piece. Raph quietly scooted a little farther away while you dramatically put a hand on your chest, as if insulted by the act alone. Mikey snickered at your small interaction.

“So, you guys have any games?”

Mikey gulped down his last bite of pizza and proceeded to list off a bunch of Wii games they had. You liked the idea of challenging them to Mario kart, so you did just that. Raph refused to admit that he wanted to hang out with the newbie but stuck around close enough to watch you all battle it out.

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A few hours of gaming later, Raph eventually joined, and all of the boys were much more comfortable with you around. Mikey was laying in your lap, Donatello was sitting right next to you, your knees or elbows bumping every so often from the game, and Leo was sitting right in front of you. You were slowly getting tired, so you gave up your remote for the night, opting to watch the brothers duke it out instead. Eventually, soft snores could be heard from Donnie’s shoulder and slightly louder ones from your lap. Leo took notice of this and finally stood up and spoke quietly: “That’s it for tonight, we can have more fun tomorrow. We should all get some sleep.” He then walked away and Raphael soon followed. ..Leaving Donnie stuck with you sleeping on him, him not wanting to wake you up, of course. He contemplated trying to move you gently, but he didn’t have the heart to move you when you looked so adorably comfortable. He ended up making do with the blankets and pillows he had within reach, following you into dreamland.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The next day, you awoke with Mikey wrapped up comfortably in your arms, while a cozy pillow was supporting your head. You gently rolled Mikey off of you, trudging towards the smell of pancakes. Plates were being dished out by Donnie. Leo was passing by you, mumbling a short “good morning,” most likely on his way to go get Mikey. Raph was already sitting at the table, letting out a big yawn. “Mornin’ guys!” Donnie looked up to see you in the doorway, while Raph once again pretended that you didn’t exist. “Oh! Good morning, y/n,” he places the last plate down on the table, “Is there anything you’d like to drink?” You tell him that a small glass of milk sounds nice, and complementing how good the food smells. He thanks you and Mikey and Leo walk into the kitchen together, Mikey looking much more groggy than hs brother, rubbing the sleep out of one of his eyes. Breakfast goes by quickly. You notice that you’re the second one done, Raph being the first. Speaking of him, where is he? You decide to go check the training room, hearing small grunts as you get closer. Eventually, you’re in the doorway, watching Raph send kicks and punches toward a poor punching bag. Once he finally stops for a water break is when he notices you.

“Holy hell dude, when did you get here?” You shrugged and decided to irk him, hoping to get a friendly fight out of him. You walk towards him slowly, ready to dig your own grave. “I thought you were a ninja, aren’t you supposed to know when people sneak up on you?” He catches a stupid smirk on your face, deciding that he’s had enough with the new person. Raph pretends to send a smile your way, (which he was very bad at), before attacking you with roundhouse kick to the head. Not a hard one of course, just enough to make it so you’d stay clear from his path. Or so he thought. You quickly block his kick with a middle block, twisting your hand around his leg and grabbing it, holding it in place so you can send a kick back at him with momentum. Before you can land a hit, he breaks his leg free and manages to block just in time. He gives you no time before attempting to attack again, the back-and-forth banter becoming enjoyable. He’s only ever had the same few opponents to practice with, so this felt nice. Instead of using anger to fuel his powerful moves, he was enjoying it. Eventually, you grabbed his hand and bent his finger in a way it wasn’t supposed to, his body not allowing him to go the way he wanted anymore. You followed through and sent him to the ground, hand behind his back, face planted on the ground, you sitting on his shell claiming victory. You stand up, after making sure he knew he lost of course, and offered him a hand. You were definitely expecting another attack, maybe he’d drag you to the ground with him? But instead, you were met with a handshake along with a praise of your skill. Overall, it’s safe to say he doesn’t ignore your presence anymore. He finally sees you as someone near his level, or at least, someone who is worth his time. Once the sparring session is over, as Raphael walks out, Leonardo walks in. You were beginning some stretches, knowing it’ll save you from being too sore later. Leo comes next to you and asks if he can join in. he begins to lead some cooldowns, you following along for some, and doing your own thing for others.

“I’m surprised you got Raph to like you so quickly, is he and yours alike?”“Honestly, no, not at all. My Raph is very much a big teddy bear. Sure, he enjoys sparring, but he’s always too afraid to hurt me. What a big softie. I usually end up sparring with my Leo instead if it comes to it.” You glance at him, then focus back on your stretching, “You’re much calmer than my Leo. I won’t say he’s energetic, but most definitely more egotistical. You’re almost a nice break from all his chat about being the best, really.” “Me? Egotistical? I don’t see it.” You quirk a brow up at him, not believing it. He may be from a different universe, but it’s still Leonardo. “Okay, maybe a little. But it’s much better than not being confident in your moves. Holding back is the worst thing you can do in a fight..” You nod at him, glad he has more common sense than your Leonardo back home. You stand back up from stretching your legs, leaving the dojo right after kindly bidding your goodbye.

You decide to head to Mikey’s room, looking for him, since you haven’t spent much time with him yet. As soon as you open the door, you’re tackled in a hug and spun around. “You’re here to hang out with me! Finally! Alright, do you wanna draw or play on the Wii?”You figure your heart had raced hard enough today, so you opted to draw. (Mario Kart is difficult against the guys, okay?) It may not be what you expected from Mikey, maybe something more along the lines of playing pranks on his brothers or sneaking out for pizza, but he was just glad to spend some quality time with a cool new person. He quickly gathered some pencils and sketchbooks while you plopped down on his bed. After picking everything up, he lays down on your lap once again, finding a comfortable position for the both of you. Even if you’re doing a quiet activity like drawing, it won’t be quiet for long with Mikey around. A few minutes after drawing he starts shooting questions your way, just about the same scenario as yesterday happening once again. You were glad to answer all of his questions. He was happy to listen to your stories, giddy that he was learning more about you. After a while of chatting and drawing, you finished and wanted to give your neck a break from looking downwards at your paper. You put your pencil down and rested your head on the pillow behind you, absentmindedly toying with the strands of Mikey’s mask; something you did fairly often with your Mikey.

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It’s been nearly two weeks since you first met the turtles and you had gotten to spend a lot of time with them. They helped a ton when you felt lonely or lost without your version of them. Of course, you still missed Raph’s bear hugs, Don’s snarky remarks, Leo’s ego and Mikey’s energy. But theturlesyou werewith now were still fun to hang out with. Currently, you and the rest of the boys were out on patrol. They had no destination or mission set, it was mostly just to get out of the hideout. Mikey was ahead of the group, balancing on the railing of the building you guys were walking on the roof of. All of a sudden, you hear a familiar voice that immediately brings a wide smile scross your features. “Y/N?! Are you here?”

You jumped down from the building, hearing the voice coming from the alley below. The turtles were too slow to catch you, but luckily, the owner of the voice was there.

“DONNIE!”

You jumped straight into his arms, making him grunt from the impact, then spinning you around. “Oh, how I missed my small lab assistant! Now I don’t have to deal with Leo’s antics anymore! He gets so much more annoying when you’re not around,” he carefully put you down and places a hand on his hip, ”Seriously, I had to make my lab portal-proof, just so that he wouldn’t barge-”The next thing Donatello knew, you were you of his reach and holding both of your Mikey’s hands. “I missed you so much! We need to hang out again! It was so loney without you~” He gave you his best puppy-dog eyes, hoping you’d spend your time with him first. You hugged him tight, promising to hang out and not leave his side. But of course, a mystic portal had opened up underneath you, leading you to fall into your Leo’s arms. “Falling for me?-” he felt a metal staff hit the back of his head, along with an “Absolutely not, ‘Nardo.” from behind him. While he was distracted, your Raph had gently picked you up and put you on his shoulders with a smile on his face, mimicking yours. He was just glad to have you back. Before Your Leo and Donnie could continue bickering, you wanted to introduce your boys to the turtles that you got to hang out with for the past weeks.

With sparkles in your eyes, you introduced them to the other versions of them. Recalling your favorite memories while hanging out, you couldn’t help but keep a smile plastered on your face. Until you remembered something. “Hey, Don?” The taller boy was about to reply, but was cut off by a ‘hmm?’ From your Donnie.

He felt a slight pain in his chest. This whole time whenever you’d say ‘My boys’ or ‘my Donnie’ he felt.. important to you. Even if you weren’t talking about him. But now he realised that he wasn’t special to you anymore. You guys weren’t really friends, he was just there to try to replicate your Donnie. To make you feel less lonely. Why did he think you really did enjoy his company? Of course you didn’t. He could never dream of you and him- “Can I come back and see them again? I don’t wanna leave them. I know it would mess up the timeline if I stayed for too long, but- I love hanging out with them. Will the portal allow inter-dimentional travelling more than once?...” Your new friend’s eyes grew wide, brimming with tears. He saw your mouth move, but could no longer hear the words coming from it. You.. enjoyed your time with them? You want to hang out again? .

. Maybe he did have a chance with you after all.

Sep. 29. 22

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pandulce135 · 10 months

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A Bonus Reward (Donatello x Reader)

Note: In my defense, I’m a sucker for this trope. And I wrote this imagining 2003 Donnie, I’ve been busy binging it and I haven’t consumed any other turtle media in a minute. I also feel, in the right circumstance, if he truly is comfy, he will shamelessly flirt with you.

Word Count: 1.4k (it didn’t feel like that much in my doc but apparently it is)

Warnings: kissing without really getting permission, lmk if there’s anything else I need to put here lol

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It was an easy stealth mission. Well, it was supposed to be an easy stealth mission. Until it was no longer a stealth mission. You can thank Don and his big mouth for that. Which was weird considering he was usually good about being quiet on these types of missions.

The purple masked turtle continued to marvel at the technology that was littering the warehouse they were trying to navigate. He explained mental blueprints that he was formulating in his mind, going on and on. In his lab, it would be endearing and you would actually be paying attention, but now he blew your cover.

With his brothers, Donnie was always quite serious when it came to missions, not taking the chance to blow their cover- that was usually Mikey’s job. What was going on in his head that he didn’t want to be left in silent thoughts? You would have to bother him about that back at the lair.

Now, you were running from the Purple Dragons who had overheard Donnie’s vocal awing of the materials around the pair. Hun was in charge now, and he was willing to do anything to remain on top. He and his gang of goons were hot on your tails as you ran through the dark city.

“Full offense, nice going, Donnie.” You shouted to the turtle running beside you.

“Sorry,” he apologized, sheepish. “Everything was just so fascinating!”

Staring ahead, a few meters in the distance, there was a group of people standing around. None of them seemed to have noticed the commotion and you reached for the clasp around your neck that kept the dark stiff cloak you wore on your person.

“Don,” you held your arm out to him, handing the cloak. His wide eyes remained on the group though. “Don, take this. Put it on,” you instructed, which finally caught his attention. With a hesitant hand, he grabbed your cloak and threw it around his shoulders. It was a bit short but it would do enough of a job to keep him hidden with the hood up. He had grabbed it just in time for it not to get blasted to bits by one of Hun’s men. The firing squad got the order.

You spared a quick glance behind you, eyeing a person a bit too close for comfort and quickly unsheathed your tanto. You spared a few seconds to send your short blade slicing through the metal of the gun he held and kicked him back, which gave you enough momentum to catch up to Donnie again.

“Where’d you learn to do that?” He asked when you reached his side. His white eyes on you as you put the tanto back in its sheath. The dark cloak waved behind him as you neared the group of people.

“I like to think I’m observant and a quick learner.” You let out a breathless laugh. “I keep an eye on you and your brothers during missions and training.” You sent a wink his way, making his eyes widen slightly. You noticed how he tripped on himself for a second but caught himself before he face planted in front of you and the Purple Dragons. Maybe flirting on the run wasn’t the best move on your part.

Your one liner flirts happened pretty often, if you were being honest. Somehow, he always had a quip at the ready that made you laugh and you both would move on for the time being. You would never say anything like that in front of his brothers though. The fear of being the targets of endless teasing made both you and Don stop yourselves.

Suddenly, you were before the large group of people. What they were doing out this late in the middle of the city was beyond you. There was so much violent activity going on in the area lately. They were bold, that’s for sure.

“Y/N, are you sure about this?” Donnie asked before you grabbed onto his three fingered hand.

“Please trust me.” You tugged on his large hand, helping to guide him through the large crowd that were now beginning to disperse in a panic. All of that confidence was gone at the first sight of Hun’s men and their guns. You took advantage of the chaos. Weaving throughout the crowd, you eventually made it to an alleyway and guided Donnie to the other side of a dumpster. With a hefty tug, you had his shell against the brick and pinned him to the wall.

“Woah, Y/N, I didn’t know you were that strong-“ You cut Donnie off with a shush. With narrow eyes, you remained observant as you eyed the entrance of the alleyway. That’s when you heard an order.

“Check the alleys! You better come back with their corpses,” Hun’s voice echoed through the space between buildings, an extra bit finding its way to the alleyway you stood in, chest to chest with Don.

“Do you trust me?” You asked, quickly turning your head to face Donnie, rearranging your hair a bit to appear different.

He stared at you with wide eyes. “What kind of question is that? Of course I do.” He whispered and you grabbed onto either side of the hood he wore. There was enough fabric that with a good tug, it would cover his whole gorgeous green face. Only you would be able to see it.

You stared back into his eyes as footsteps neared where you stood. “Please go with it.”

Donnie was about to ask what you meant until you tugged on the hood and slammed your lips into his. He stood shocked for a second before his hands, covered by the fabric of the cloak, you noticed, made their way to your hips. Even with him being cold blooded, he was warm and you felt it through the layers of fabric between you and him.

You kept your eyes narrowly open to peak down the alleyway. At the end, stood a member of the Purple Dragons stunned, watching you two make out further into the alley. He was stiff, obviously uncomfortable with what he was seeing. Eventually, he simply shuffled away.

With one last kiss, you parted, panting slightly due to the lack of air and the length of the diversion. “We’re clear.”

Donnie’s hands remained on your hips, keeping you close. “How did you know that would work?” He asked, his gaze following yours to the end of the alleyway. His face was tinted a darker shade, obviously flustered by your kiss.

“I saw it on TV and read it in a few books. Plus, PDA just makes people really uncomfortable.” You dragged out the ‘really’ and looked back at him. “Sorry I didn’t tell you about my plan. I didn’t really have the time and I couldn’t risk them hearing it.”

“No! No, it was a good plan. A great plan even. I loved it,” the usually well spoken terrapin stammered. His brow seemed to furrow upwards, accentuated by his purple mask.

“Oh, yeah?” You asked with a grin.

“Yeah,” he echoed breathlessly. His lips formed a mirroring grin. He almost looked lovesick.

“You wouldn’t want to put it in action again, would you?” You reached up, your fingers making contact with his cheek to caress it slowly.

You were being bold. You usually stopped with just words, but you had already crossed the point of no return with your plan of kissing him. Not to mention, he had a very cute and kissable face.

Donnie sighed at the touch, a small smile making its way across his lips. You didn’t even notice how your foreheads were touching now. Your lips were only inches away from his. The small space between you and him was warm and you felt your cheeks heat up.

“Is that a promise?” He whispered, his lips now ghosting yours. As cute as he normally was, he was hot when he looked at you this way, eyes half lidded, glued to your lips.

You moved so your lips barely ghosted over his. “I wouldn’t say it if it wasn’t.” Your voice came out in the same whisper and his lips smashed against yours again. This time, his hands wrapped around your waist and you felt a brilliant warmth in your chest. Your arms moved up to wrap around his neck to hold him close.

All things considered, you got in, got the information that you needed and got out. It was a mission success, just with a bonus award.

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