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froggywritesstuff · 5 months

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pros and cons | rise!donatello

ship/pairing: rise!Donatello x male!reader

fandom: rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles

warnings: fluff, cuddling, mentions of a.i., not proofread

word count: 796

A/N: idk man. 18+ people DNI

There are a lot of cons to dating a mutant turtle who lives in the sewers. One, being the fact that he lives in the sewers, and you have a sense of smell. Among others was your friends constantly nagging you to introduce them to him, or to at least show them a picture of your boyfriend that they were getting more convinced everyday that he was an a.i. bot.

Although the list of cons might have looked like an extremely long list to anyone else, you focused on the pros. In your eyes, the cons were but a small hill compared to the mountain of pros. To name a few, having a really smart boyfriend meant never having to go to a phone repair shop. Considering how many times you’ve dropped your phone in the lair, this was a very big pro. And with a mutant turtle boyfriend apparently came three mutant turtle brothers that you had become fast friends with.

Being friends with them, there wasn't much difference between your friendship with them and your friendships with non-mutant people. Aside from the secrecy, the sewers, and all the weird places they'd take you and/or tell you about. You did have sleepovers though. They were always fun. It’s just less fun when you're sleeping in your super smart boyfriend's bed and he's suddenly super busy super late at night with some super smart and super loud project.

Now you could cover your ears with your pillow and count a million sheep while you will yourself to sleep, ignoring the sounds from Donnie's lab and trying to gaslight yourself into thinking it wasn't that loud. However, leaving the lonely bed to sit with and annoy him sounded much more fun. After little contemplation, you slide out of bed, trudging over toward where Donnie sat in his chair. With no explanation, you flopped into his lap, readjusting to make the both of you comfortable. Donnie paused what he was doing, pulling his goggles over his head and staring down at you.

”…Hello.”

He felt you smile into the crook of his neck, followed by the vibrations of your muffled voice, “Hi.”

”What are you doing?” He asked, idly continuing his work but still giving you his attention.

You stay quiet, answering with a simple shrug.

”Are you gonna go back to sleep?”

"That's what I'm tryna do."

"Then go back to the bed?" He suggested as if it were obvious, to which you scoffed at.

”Uh, rude.”

Donnie rolled his eyes, though he couldn’t deny the smile tugging on his lips as he talked with you, “Y/N, I doubt that my lap is a better place to sleep than the bed, in fact, I’m almost certain of it.”

A frown formed on your lips, and you shook your head, “Keyword; almost. So no, I will not be leaving. I just got comfortable. And you’re nice and cool.”

"I assume I don't have to warn you of this, but it's gonna be loud."

"I know," you said, "It's still loud when I sleep in bed." Donnie's shoulders sagged at the realisation that he had woken you up. You felt the subtle movement, and looked up at him to meet his eyes, "If you like, actually want me to, I can go."

"No," he shook his head, "You can stay."

"Are you sure? You're not just saying that?"

"I'm sure Y/N." he smiled at you.

A sigh of relief left your lips at the confirmation that your physical touch wasn't making him uncomfortable, and you let your head rest against his plastron, "Nice, I'm super tired and I don't wanna walk all the way to bed."

"I understand, that sounds so hard." Donnie drawled, a rare occurrence of him using sarcasm.

"Right? Can I sleep like this every time I sleep over? Wait, don't answer that, I've made up my mind and I wanna."

"Sigh," Donnie sighed, but you could still see the slight smile on his lips, “Get a boyfriend they said. It’ll be fun, they said.”

"I heard that."

"Good, it was intended for you to hear." he pulled his goggles down, and handed you a pair of noise cancelling headphones. Thanking him, you placed them over your ears, yawning as you readjusted to a more comfortable position.

You fell asleep shortly after that, and woke up in bed, cuddled up to Donnie. He was still sleeping soundly, and judging by the bags under his eyes, you assumed you got a better night's sleep than him. You smiled, cuddling closer to him as you let yourself sleep some more. There was truly no better feeling than waking up next to him. The pros definitely outweigh the cons when it comes to dating Donnie.

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gaycrimesagainstmutants · 1 year

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First Kisses ft The Hamatos

Genre: Fluff

Sub-Genre: Hurt/Comfort (Casey's section)

Warnings: Light Movie Spoilers

A/N: Three fics in one day?...Why not four?

Raphael

Raph gave out affection almost as easily as he breathed. He heart was so full of love and adoration for every living thing around him. So, when he told you he liked you, you thought it was just him being Raph.

"No, I like like you," Raph said, after a few moments hesitation.

"Oh...Oooh!" You exclaimed, the few braincells bouncing around your skull finally meeting up to give you an actually clear thought for once.

"You don't, uh, have to get back to me right now. I can wait for you to figure out your emotions if you need to. I know this was really sudden," Raph said, rubbing the back of his neck with a small, nervous smile. Oh, this man was going to be the death of you if he didn't stop looking so adorable.

"Raph, I don't need to think on it," you said, placing a hand on his arm, "I like like you too." The phrase felt silly, you hadn't said it since you were in elementary school, but the grin that spread on Raph's face was worth it

Raph gave out affection as easily as he breathed, so was it really that surprising that he pulled you into a kiss no sooner after you told him the words he'd been hoping to hear for months?

Michelangelo

It's family game night, and you being Mikey's special someone (Leo's words, not yours) made you apart of the family. So, you were invited and somehow found yourself in a heated Just Dance battle with Donnie.

"Just give up, my overconfident fellow. You're no match for THE Bootyyyshaker9000!" Donnie exclaimed.

"Oh please. I can take you anyday, Donnie!" You snapped back, hitting all the moves with just as many Perfects and Radicals as he was. It was honestly surprising how good you were at this, or maybe it was just the adrenaline of being able to go against Donnie.

Somehow, by some miracle, you had won. By a singular point, like Sans had beaten Reigen, you had won. And while Donnie was processing the fact that he lost, Mikey was already up and cheering for you.

"You did it! You did it!" Mikey yelled, grabbing you by the waist and spinning you around. "That's my awesome boyfriend!" You giggled as Mikey put you back on the ground, but didn't give you a chance to breathe as you pulled into a hug tight enough to reshape your spinal cord.

"Mikey," you groaned, slapping him arm slightly to get him to let go. Which he did, if only enough to let you breathe.

"Oh, right! Almost forgot! Can't have a victor without a prize!" Mikey exclaimed. You had raised an eyebrow, about to ask what in the world he meant, before his lips came in contact with yours.

Yeah...yeah. You liked this prize.

Casey Jones Jr

Casey hasn't left the spare room since they got back to the Lair. He only left to get some food or use the bathroom, but he didn't stick around to talk. It's been weeks.

The brothers sent you. You were the only one who could get him to talk. So, you slowly openned the curtain to the spare room as to not spook him. Casey had his back turned to you, but he turned around the moment you set foot in the door. It was kinda creepy.

"Hey," you whispered, sitting down next to him.

"Hey," he whispered back.

"Wanna talk about it?" You asked.

"I'm just processing. It's finnaly hit me that...I'm not gonna see them anymore. Master Leonardo, Mystic Michelangelo, Commander O'Neil, any of them. I have them, they're waiting outside, but it's not them. The people who raised me, grew up with me, they're gone. Now, I'm just about if not the same age as the man who raised me. I'm actually meeting Raphael for the first time, instead of just fuzzy memories from when I was a little kid. I'm sitting next to someone who I had heard stories about and admired for years. It's just...so surreal," Casey rambled, holding his head in his hands.

"Well...I guess you'll just have the chance to make some new memories," You said. Casey lifted his head to look at you, skeptical. "It's an awful situation, I get it. But it's up to you to make it a good one."

Casey let out a weak chuckle, wiping the forming tears from his eyes. "Spoken like a true Corporal," he said. You raised an eyebrow, smirking.

"Corporal?" You asked, laughing under your breath as you leaned in a little closer to him. "I like the sound of that."

When your lips met his, it felt cosmically right.

Leonardo

Leo and you panted as Leo slammed the manhole cover shut.

"What was that?!" You exclaimed, throwing your hands in the air. Leo had taken you on a date to this 'cool city under New York,' but you guys got run out two hours in from this gaint crazy spider lady!

"Uh, Big Mama," Leo mumbled, sliding down the ladder to meet you on the sewer floor, "She sorta has the entire place under her boot."

"Seriously?! You thought bringing me there was a good idea?" You exclaimed. Leo sunk back, hugging himself.

"I just thought-" he startes, before you cut him off.

"Cause it absolutely WAS!" You exclaimed, throwing an arm around his shoulder, "Oh my god, that was so cool! Like, yeah, we almost died, but that was the most INSANE first date I've ever been on!"

Leo's previous frown turned into a tentative grin. "Really?" You nodded, kissing his cheek.

"Really," you replied.

Leo's grin widened. "That's great! Wow, was I scared. I thought you'd hate me or something," he said with a relived sigh. A moment passed, before a smirk grew on hif face. "Also, I think you missed earlier."

With a roll of your eyes, you pressed your lips to his for a split second. "Happy?"

Leo shrugged, "It'll do, babe."

Donatello

Today was a slow day. Donnie was working on something, and you were sat in a chair out of his way in his lap, spinning it around as you scrolled mindlessly through YouTube Shorts.

"Dad 2," SHELLDON said, flying over to you and pushing his metal face against your cheek, "Father 2. Papa-"

"What is it?" You asked calmly, putting your phone down.

"I want affection. Father 1 is busy," SHELLDON said. With a fond sigh and a smile, you held the robot helper by the sides of his face, peppering kisses along the top of his head. He let out a happy laugh. "Thank you," he said.

"No problem, son," you said, gently motioning for him to move along, which he did happily. You didn't mind the father-son dynamic you had, but as you glanced at Donnie's hunched over figure, you could tell he had a problem with it.

"What's up, Don?" You asked.

Donnie paused his work, like he had just been caught with his hand in the jar, before going back to his work. "Perhaps Father 1 wishes for some affection as well," he mumbled. You laughed under your breath, standing up and walking over to your boyfriend.

He left out a small, confused noise, sitting up as you put a hand on the back of his spinny chair and spun him around to face you. "Are you actually-" he was cut of by your lips falling in line with his. It was only for a few seconds, but when you pulled back, you were fairly sure you broke him.

Until he suddenly happy wiggled in his chair, hands flapping excitedly. You chuckled, nowing you made the right move that day.

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defectivevillain · 1 year

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save your tears

pairing: donatello x reader

reader’s pronouns: unspecified, but masc-intended

You hate your job. Working at Albearto’s is your own personal hell. Not only do you have to maintain an overly cheerful attitude at all times, but you also have to clean up after messy children and sing birthday songs nearly every hour. Furthermore, the animatronics that are supposed to sing the songs with you rarely ever work. Your boss loves to yell at you for that, which you think is a bit unfair, since you have no control over the animatronics.

“Get through the birthday song this time,” your boss orders, crossing one leg over the other in his fancy office chair. You’re currently standing in his office, resisting the urge to cry, scream, or even run away. You grit your teeth and bite back your objections. Once you finally manage to escape the interrogation, you make your way to the stage and, subsequently, the bear animatronic. You press the button on the back of Albearto’s neck, only for it not to move. Your heart is positively racing, especially when you notice the group of children waiting expectantly. You take a deep breath and rush behind the stage, dialing a familiar number with shaking hands.

Thankfully, Donnie answers the phone. “Dude, I really need your help,” you say, biting your lip. You pause for a moment to take in the scene before you. Donnie is standing in front of the camera, his attention on you. Mikey and Raph appear to be fighting in the background, while Leo watches on with a disgruntled expression.

“For you, anything,” Donnie says with a worrying amount of sincerity. You feel yourself getting flustered for a moment. “As long as it does not involve bees, or spiders, or beach balls.” You chuckle, a warm feeling rising in your chest.

“It doesn't involve any of those things,” you reassure him. The turtle sighs in relief. You take another deep breath, needing to keep yourself calm amidst the chaos. The children standing in front of the stage scream and you grimace. “Can you fix Albearto?” Donnie moves to say something but he’s interrupted.

“You still haven’t gotten through the “Happy Birthday” song yet?” Leo’s voice reaches your ears. Raph and Mikey say something along those lines, too, and you stay silent. You can’t help but feel incredibly embarrassed at failing to do something so simple.

“Just help me, please.” Your desperation must be evident in your voice, because Donatello’s eyes widen and his expression turns serious. He nods and says that they'll be there in a few minutes. You try to tell him that you don’t need all four of them, but Donnie ignores you and hangs up. You exhale slowly and close your eyes, hoping that they arrive quickly.

Thankfully, Donnie and his brothers arrive within five minutes. Leo, Raph, and Mikey quickly disappear—likely to look for pizza—while Donnie walks over to you. You resist the inexplicable urge to hug him in gratitude and instead try to explain the situation. Donnie nods and goes to look at Albearto. Fortunately, it doesn’t seem like anything will blow up or break apart.

“You know you’re too good for this place,” Donatello remarks, as he's tinkering around with the animatronic’s wires. You raise an eyebrow, shocked that he’s talking to you while doing his work. The turtle has always been weirdly insistent on having silence while he works. At least, until now. “I mean, a bunch of gremlin kids…”

“I don't really have a choice,” you admit, picking at a thread on your sleeve. You look up at Donnie, only to find that he’s already staring at you. “This was the only place hiring.”

“Somehow I doubt that,” Donnie says before turning back to the animatronic in front of him. He works in silence for the next few minutes. Your eyes are drawn to him as he fixes Albearto. His fingers are nimble and quick as he rearranges wires with ease. Before you can begin to envy him, Donnie jumps up and grins. “Voila, Albearto 2.14.2!”

“Thank you so much,” you choke out, only feeling a little better. Admittedly, you still feel pretty stressed. That much must be evident, because Donnie’s eyebrows furrow and his gaze flits about your face as if searching for something. His lips part to say something before he’s swiftly interrupted by his brothers.

“Thanks for the pizza,” Leo grins, walking up to the two of you. Raph and Mikey echo the sentiment. For a moment, the group of you stand around awkwardly. Immediately, you realize you need to get back to the birthday party. Muttering out apologies, you race back to the stage. Luckily, the boys get the hint and they turn to walk away. Leo, Mikey, and Raph all wave goodbye over their shoulders and Donnie smiles at you before following behind them.

The party goes pretty well, somehow. You get through the entire birthday song, which is a new record for you. Unfortunately, the children are still messy as hell. When they finally leave, hours later, there is garbage everywhere. Your boss walks in at the worst time—just as you’re about to begin cleaning up—and stares in disbelief. You don't get the time to explain, as he promptly snatches the badge from your shirt and tells you to get lost. You desperately want to argue, but instead you order him to mail your paycheck and walk out. You maintain an air of tranquility, even as you hop down into the sewer and towards the turtles’ hideaway.

You walk in to find Mikey playing video games and Ralph tossing something up and down in the air. You voice greetings to the both of them before taking a few steps further into their hideout. Leo is nowhere to be found. You idly wonder where Donnie is.

“Albearto sang to the kids, right?” a familiar voice asks. You look to the side, only to find Donnie staring at you expectantly. You’re a bit surprised that he’s asking, considering he typically has absolute faith in his inventions.

“Yeah, he did,” you nod, your voice cracking towards the end of the sentence. Donnie raises an eyebrow at you, evidently sensing the discord in your voice. “Thanks, Donnie.”

“What’s wrong?” You immediately curse Donatello’s observation skills. You avert your eyes from his intense gaze and focus on the wall. It takes you a few moments to even say it. You’re brutally aware of Mikey and Raph’s attention suddenly fixed on you, too. The reality of the situation is beginning to dawn on you. You don't have a job anymore.

“I got fired,” you manage to choke out. You shake your head in disbelief, unable to shake off the unfair dismissal. You had absolutely no control over the children and their messiness. Donnie visibly stiffens. “It didn’t really matter, in the end.”

Your eyes burn and your chest feels tight. Before you can quite process what you’re doing, you’re walking to the other room. You’re lost in your thoughts, so much so that you miss the exchange between the turtles behind you. The four brothers exchange worried glances, before Donnie nods resolutely and follows after you. Meanwhile, you move to sit on the couch in the corner of the empty room, burying your head in your knees. Embarrassment, anger, irritation, and guilt all battle for prominence in your mind.

“Hey, hey,” Donnie says from his position in the doorway, concern leaking into his voice. He moves to sit down next to you and slings an arm around your shoulders reassuringly—a motion you would be flustered by, if you weren’t panicking. “That dump definitely isn’t worth crying over.”

“I know,” you laugh wetly. You wipe at your eyes and look up to meet your friend’s eyes. Donnie is staring at you with a worried expression. You can’t help but let out a pained laugh. “I just... wanted to repay you guys.”

“What?” Donatello looks at you in complete and utter confusion, which only makes you feel guiltier. You’re practically taking advantage of their kindness. Remorse prickling along your skin, you shake your head.

“You guys have always been so nice to me,” you start, wiping at your eyes again. The tears won’t stop now. You take a few shuddering gasps, unexpectedly robbed of breath. Donnie’s hand slips down and spreads reassuring warmth to your back. “I just feel like a burden. I-I wanted to do something for you.”

“You don’t have to pay us back,” Donatello squints at you, as if that much were obvious. “You just being here is repayment enough. We all want you here.” The expression on his face is so honest that you audibly choke on your breath. The all encompassing pronoun doesn’t leave your mind. We.

“Oh,” you murmur quietly. You’re a bit lost for words. The proximity between Donatello and you is suddenly rather noticeable. Donnie’s leg is touching yours and you swallow hard.

“And you are not a burden,” Donnie states with absolute certainty, turning to put his hands on your jaw. His thumb ghosts over your bottom lip and, before you can process what’s happening, he’s surging forward and kissing you. You wrap your arms around his neck and he tugs you closer, to the point where you’re nearly sitting in his lap. Within a few seconds, a pointed cough sounds from the hallway.

The two of you reluctantly break apart and turn around, only to find Raph, Mikey, and Leo standing in the doorway. You completely freeze and Donnie’s eyes widen. The turtles stare back at you. Evidently, it’s too late to try to play it off.

To your surprise, Mikey starts clapping excitedly and grinning at the both of you. Raph mimes choking and gagging. Meanwhile, Leo has an infuriatingly knowing expression on his face. You roll your eyes at the three of them. Donnie goes an interesting shade of red and his hands slip from your face, as he races over to his brothers and starts to yell at them. Before long, the four brothers are in a fight of sorts. You can’t help but laugh at their antics. They all grin and throw themselves at you. All of a sudden, you’re smushed by the four exceedingly muscular turtles. Before long, a fond smile slips onto your face and you hug them back.

endnotes: yall. Y’ALL.... I just came across tmnt rise (since my family didn’t have Netflix until abt a month ago)... safe to say I am absolutely in love with Donnie. in the 2012 series, my favorite was Leonardo but... BUT.... I have changed lanes 😭 sobs.

and the way i only got to ep2 before immediately thinking about fic ideas.... sigh. my fourth grade self is screamingggg.

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i-smell-sass · 2 years

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Overworked [Donnie ROTTMNT x Male/Masc Reader]

A/N: FINALLY my first donnie fanfic i love this goofy goober. Donnie is autistic coded and mikey ADD, leo ADHD!. Reader is not specified to be human or mutant but appears in human Form. The turtles have tails

Pairing/Relationships: Donnie Hamato x Male/Masc Reader

Summary: Donnie is tinkering on his tech and neglecting his needs, Y/N helps him get his sleeping schedule on track.

Requested: Yes/No

Warning(s): Donnie neglecting his needs to do science, a little of arguing, awkward morning between Donnie and Y/n

Genre: Fluff/hurt

AGAB: none mentioned

Pronouns used for Y/N: He/Him

Y/N = Your name

H/C = hair color

H/L = hair length

FEM/FEM ALIGNED AND PEOPLE WHO USE SHE/HER OR SHE/THEY PRONOUNS DNI THIS IS A FANFIC FOR MLM/NBLM

Leo's dialogue is blue, Raphs red, Mikey's orange, Donnie's purple and April's green.

Y/N was sitting in the living room, watching a movie with April, Raph, Mikey and Leo, talking about a Jupiter Jim movie and giggling as they were exchanging stories and theories about his adventures. Donnie had gotten bored of the non-Jupiter Jim movies and went into his lab to tinker away at his inventions. Y/N got up and stretched, looking over everyone "hey, I'm gonna go get a snack. Anyone want anything?" Mikey piped up and held up his empty glass. "Yes please! Orange juice for me" Leo leaned over the bean bag chair and looked at Y/N, smirking "you already know what i want, don't 'cha?" Y/N rolled his eyes "yeah another bag of chips. As always." April shook her head and Raph just said "I'm good, thanks" He took Mikey's glass and walked into the kitchen, getting him a refill and then grabbing the chip bag. He glanced in the direction of the door, seeing Donnie lazily trot into the kitchen with his goggles still on. He moved to the coffee maker and put on a pot of coffee to brew, leaning on the counter to stabilize himself since he was so tired. Y/N looked at him and sighed, laughing under his breath. "Hello sleepyhead. Finally came out of your genius lair?" Donnie shrugged and nodded "mhm. I'm so close to finishing my invention. Just needs a few more tweaks and then I'm done." He said, grabbing the coffee pot full of steaming, brown liquid. "So how long have you been working on that already?" Donnie shrugged and looked at the wrist thingy he had on, squinting at it since his vision was getting a bit blurry from the lack of sleep "i dunno. Like, 20 hours maybe?" Y/N scoffed. "And you didn't sleep at all? Donnie, that's not good." Donnie rolled his eyes and sighed "well, my dear, less intelligent friend, luckily coffee is by my side" Y/N sighed and grabbed the snacks and Mikey's glass. "Okay, well, just don't stay up so long, alright?" The purple dressed turtle shrugged and trotted back out of the kitchen into his lab, and Y/N brought everyone their drinks and snacks. "Shit. I forgot my snacks. Whatever." He shrugged and just flopped down next to Leo on the bean bag chair, stealing some of his chips out of the bag "hey! Rude. go get your own chips." The H/C haired male rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue out at Leo. "Stop complaining, you jerk." Leo sighed and just kept eating his chips grumpily.

They watched a couple more movies, talked a bit and joked around until Y/N got up again "alright. I'm going to the bathroom. You guys can start the next movie without me." He walked off and went to the bathroom, after that he walked over to Donnie's lab and heard some machines whirring. He peeked into the room, the doors opening by themselves and he gasped, jumping at the loud sound of the mechanical doors opening. But Donnie was still fast asleep, laying sprawled out on his desk with music blasting from his headphones/goggles and he was drooling. Y/N sighed and looked around for shelldon. "Hey shelldon. Turn off the lights and Donnie's music please." Shelldon nodded and did so, then he flew back to his loading station. Y/N picked Donnie up and sat him up so he would lean back against the chair. He took off his goggles for him and tugged off his elbow and hand protectors as well as the knee ones. Since Donnie had his battle shell off already, he did his best not to touch his sensitive shell and pulled him up so Donnie's arms were wrapped around his neck and he was carrying him by his legs. Donnie snuggled himself into Y/N's neck for warmth and continued sleeping. The H/L haired male carried Donnie to his bed and tried to lay him down on it, but Donnie wouldn't let go of him. In fear of waking Donnie up, Y/N just decided to lay down with him and wait until Donnie would fully fall asleep again so he could leave. I mean, they both slept next to each other and slightly cuddled before but that was at a sleepover where they both fell asleep watching a movie and neither of them talked about the situation again. Y/N had a big crush on Donnie but didn't want to make it weird between them, so he just never said anything. Donnie wrapped his arms around Y/N's waist and laid his head on his shoulder since the other was taller, sleeping peacefully on him and enjoying the warmth since he was a cold blooded creature.

In the morning, Donnie woke up to an unfamiliar warmth surrounding him. He groaned and rubbed his eyes, then he looked at what or who was under him, and low and behold it was Y/N sleeping peacefully under Donnie. Donnie gasped and blushed bright red, moving to get off of His crush but falling to the floor in the process. "Fuck- OW!" Y/N jumped up and looked around in a surprised manner. "Huh? What? Don? Why are you on the floor?" Donnie rubbed the back of his head and shrugged. "Eh.. uh.. i.. fell..?" "Well are you okay?" "I think so.. just kinda hit my head." "Oh. Let me see. Are you sure you're fine?" He asked and got out of the bed, kneeling down in front of Donnie and looking at his head. "Hm. There are no bruises. I think it wasn't that bad." Donnie nodded, still blushing as he did. "Why were you.. um.. in my- my bed?" "Oh! You fell asleep and I wanted to bring you to bed so your back wouldn't hurt because you fell asleep on the table, but you didn't want to let go of me so I just laid down with you. I wanted to wait until you fell asleep and then I wanted to leave but I guess I fell asleep too." Donnie nodded and sighed, tapping his fingers on his knees lightly as he thought. "did you sleep well.. at least?" "I mean.. yeah. I like being close to you. But you don't like physical affection that much so i try to keep it minimal" "yeah i uh.. understand. But.. I guess it was nice for me too? I mean you're warm and it was comforting but next time it would be nice if I would be informed before I wake up in your arms." "Yeah that's alright. Sorry if I made you uncomfortable" Donnie shook his head "no no it's okay. I just didn't expect it. Being so close to you all of a sudden.." "Is that bad..? I didn't mean to be weird" "no! It's just.. eh. I get nervous around.. you when you're so close to me. So.." Y/N ran his hands through his hair. "Oh.. is that bad..? I think that's.. not good." Donnie shook his head and waved his hands in a panicked manner in front of himself. "NO! No. It's because.. ugh do i really have to say it? You know I'm bad with feelings" He let his head hang down and he played with his fingers as he mumbled "maybe.. kind of.. have a crush on you.." Y/N stared at him in disbelief. "..you what?" Donnie sighed and covered his eyes as he rambled "i know it's stupid and i don't even know if you like guys and especially me because I'm a mutant turtle for heaven's sake! And I just made it awkward and now you probably won't even want to be my friend anymore-" Y/N grabbed Donnie's cheeks and smiled as he looked at him "don, Donnie! It's okay. I like you too. You're so smart and awesome and funny and when you're not trying to put up a front you're the sweetest guy I've ever met." Donnie gasped and looked up at him, staring him in the eyes as he held his hands that were resting on his cheeks "..are you sure?" "Yes. 100% sure." Donnie chuckled and pressed their foreheads together so that their foreheads and his beak and Y/N's nose would touch. He then intertwined their fingers.

"Thank you. For being my friend and not finding me weird because I'm.. a humanoid turtle that builds high tech assault weapons in his spare time" Y/N laughed and kissed Donnie's forehead "why would I hate you for all the traits i like you for?" Donnie rolled his eyes and squeezed Y/N's Hand. "So.. does this mean we're.. boyfriends?" Y/N chuckled and shrugged. "I mean.. sure if you want that." Donnie nodded and smiled. "I absolutely want that." The H/C haired male smiled. "But only if you promise to not stay up so late all the time." Donnie sighed and rolled his eyes "betrayal!" Y/N giggled and pat Donnie's head. "Stop being such a drama queen." Suddenly the lab doors opened and Mikey stood by the door. "Donnie! Breakfast is-" Mikey looked between his friend and his brother a couple times before smiling and yelling: "LEO YOU OWE ME 20 BUCKS" to which a dissatisfied groan and a "OH COME ON" came from the direction of the kitchen. Donnie blushed and sighed, curling up in a ball and covering his eyes as he laid there "I'm never gonna live that down" "oh come on it isn't that bad. Plus, we get Mikey's pancakes. They're awesome." Donnie sighed and laid there sprawled out on the floor "did they really bet on us getting together? Was I being that obvious?" Y/N shrugged and leaned back on his arms as he sat there. "I mean sometimes you'd just stare at me for a good while while I was like, playing something with Mikey. But i always thought you just zoned out or something" Donnie shook his head and sat up. "Sigh. I really have to be more suave about it next time" Y/N shook his head and lightly held Donnie's hand. "Nah. I like when you're doing stuff like looking at me and that's obvious. It's cute. That way i know that you're interested in me" The purple turtle nodded and leaned his head on Y/N's shoulder. "Fine. But can we keep PDA around my brothers to a minimum..? At least for now? I don't want to be teased even more by those dum dums." Y/N nodded "sure. Now let's get breakfast. I'm starving for some of Mikey's pancakes" he smiled and got up, pulling Donnie up with him and they walked to the kitchen where they were greeted by joyful words of Donnie's brothers and a couple teases about how they were dating now.

#donnie #donatello hamato #donnie rottmnt #donnie tmnt #tmnt #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #donnie x male reader #donatello x male reader #gay #teenage mutant ninja turtles

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yanteetle · 7 months

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TEEEEET OKAYOKAY SO I WAS THINKING....YAN DONNIE VS YAN LEO??? LIKE THE TEA BETWEEN THEM.....

Oh, you mean Yan Donnie and Yan Leo VS Y/n?? Now Let's talk about that <3 /hj

As much as I love the disaster twins fighting each other over y/n, I've seen enough of it that I've gotten a strange craving for them teaming up against y/n. They'd obviously bicker and fight each other still, but when it comes down to business, these twins don't play around <3

Imagine you slip up on an especially important rule (or try to escape) and they start looking at you like this while they decide on what punishment(s) to dish out..

Leo would not hesitate to add fuel to the fire, and it that can only mean that Y/n is absolutely fucked. I will not elaborate any further <3

Taglist: @dynaspamm @faetaiity @fried-milkfish @milks-thoughts @hearteyedracooon @crystallinecryogenics @monster-fluffer @syrinxmeadow @zxphy @mellytumbles @nekonekoastume @sockidox @temmerlover @ramblehour @redak-ted @unnamedindividual @lampylamperson

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bitin-and-barkin · 5 months

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Yandere Donnie: Mushy Medical Malpractice

^ | | That's Donnie when he sees u lmao (Leo's upset because Donnie's gonna rant about how amazing u are to him for the next 4 hours) After writing that last yandere thingie, I got wonderin: How did cuddling you start as a stim for Donnie? (Go read the first one hint hint) So using prompt 4 from animeyanderelove's list ( “Gosh, you smell so good when we cuddle like this!”) I made this! Heavy Jason Dean vibes, he needs u way too much. I do not condone any of this irl ya freaks. Tw: Nonconsensual Touching, Yandere Behavior, Generally stalkerish vibes

God damn it.

"Come on, breathe."

Slow, deep breaths. Over and over again.

But how could you breathe when you felt like all your oxygen was being burned away by the flames in your skin?

How could you breathe when you were in agony like this?

How did you even get here?

It started when you woke up in the middle of the night, and once again, your entire body ached like never before.

Yesterday Donnie finally let you out of the sewers after you got better. You GOT better. You were supposed to be getting better. So why did it keep coming back!? Why did it only get worse whenever you left?

God really hated you, huh? You could only find peace when at Donnie's care. You couldn't thank him enough for everything he had done for you.

Either way, when you awoke your body was engulfed in what you thought to be hives. You were so itchy and hot, and it felt like a million needles were pricking your skin. Even your clothes felt hot to the touch, burning you like fire.

You tried to take a shower to calm it down, hoping you could stick it out until the morning, really not wanting to bother him in the middle of the night with this. He had done so much for you, it felt selfish to ask him for more. (Little did you know he was awake. haunted by your absence, and waiting for you)

But it only got worse. As you showered, you scratched mercilessly at your skin, scratching it raw until you bled. But you couldn't stop. It hurt so badly- Your chest, your thighs, your neck. It all burned.

By now, strands of your hair was breaking off, and if you were in there any longer you were worried clumps of your hair would begin falling out. You could barely even see by now, the blindness from your disease kicking in. You stepped out of the shower, and the light bombarded you. It felt like the sun, flashing colors vibrantly, burning your eyes, wrecking your retinas, even though you knew it was just the usual yellowish white color your lights usually were.

And the noise! The noise was unbearable. The ache in your body was nothing compared to the sound around you. The sound of the running water, the buzzing lights, it engulfed you. It drove you mad.

You were so paranoid too. Afraid for no reason. You couldn't shake the feeling that something was watching you struggle and shower and scream and sob.

By now you were falling to the ground, your throat closing up and your legs no longer able to support your weight. You knew you only had one choice, but you weren't even sure if you could do it before you began seizing. (another symptom of this "new disease" that plagued you, diagnosed courtesy of Donnie)

You reached for your phone, calling your best friend. You couldn't afford the medical bills, and Donnie had insisted that he was the only one who could provide you adequate care for this illness. After that point, everything was a blur. You weren't even sure if you were able to get any words out to him. But either way, he appeared to help you.

You couldn't remember any of it, him helping you dress yourself, sneaking you through the streets, taking you to the lab. You only came back to consciousness in Donnie's room, which is where you were now.

Deep, deep breaths.

"Come on, you can do this."

In and out.

You looked over to Donnie, teary eyed.

He was holding a needle, likely to inject you with something that would stop this torture.

You weren't afraid of needles. Not anymore. You couldn't be after you have had to be stabbed by them so many times to save your life.

Your eyes began watering again, and you covered you face with one of his pillows.

Why was this happening to you?

Donnie walked up to you, and sat down on the bed next to you, taking your arm and injecting it in.

God that felt good. You weren't sure if you were getting addicted to this stuff somehow. Is that even possible if you NEED to take the meds?

The itchiness and lightheadedness quickly evaporated from your skin. Well, most of it anyways. It was bearable now.

Your eyelids felt so heavy, and you were so, so tired.

"Just breathe."

"Everything will be okay."

You looked over to Donnie, wanting to thank him, but you could see how panicked he was. He was afraid, really, really afraid.

You grabbed his hand, rubbing his palm.

"Hey. I'm okay, Don-Don." You gently said. Your voice still hurt and felt scratchy, but you didn't know what else to say. You knew you needed to say something though.

He turned over to you could hear his breath hitching and him hyperventilating. His voice was strained and cracked.

"Why didn't you say anything earlier? Why'd you wait so long to call me?"

What were you supposed to say to that?

"Don-Don.. I-. I didn't want to burden yo-"

"You're never a burden to me."

You looked up to him. You had a splitting headache still, and you were so tired, but you still couldn't sleep. You could barely even move your legs. And you had been like this for so long. You had done nothing for him. How could you not be a burden?

You wanted to cry, how could he not hate you.

"Thanks Don-Don..."

Your voice was cracked and strained. He grabbed your hand, rubbing its palm softly with his left and wiping away his tears with his right.

"Never mind that, you need to get some rest."

You groaned.

"Don-Don, I can't just fall asleep like that, not matter how tired I am."

"I know, I know, I can't either! But you can usually get me to sleep easily, and I have trouble sleeping."

So how does he make you fall asleep?

What do you usually do for him?

Those always worked.

Lavender Incense, sleep meds, a million things came to mind.

Shell rubs.

That could work.

You don't have a shell, but a back rub might work just as well.

Silently, he moved over to you and began rubbing your back.

You giggled at first, it's amazing how you managed it despite the pain you were in.

"What are you doing-?"

"Giving you a shell rub."

"I don't have a shell?"

"I know- but I might as well try."

He continued rubbing your back, the pressure soothing the pain.

"... Is it working?"

You shoved your teary face into the mattress, mumbling a bunch of incoherent words, before finally settling at

"It works so well."

"Please don't stop."

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Donnie looked down at you, watching as you struggled to stay asleep. The sleep meds he had put in that injection wasn't working as well as he'd hoped.

He looked up at your monitors. You were just asleep right? You weren't seizing? Why were you moving so much? Were you having nightmares?

Everything looked normal.

No lasting damage from the "incident."

But the guilt still consumed him.

It had been a couple of hours since he first got the call. About 2 since you got here and fell asleep, and he hadn't dared to stop rubbing your back.

1 hour, 37 minutes, and 52 second since you fell asleep. He'd been counting.

If you were having a nightmare, it'd be best to wake you.

He didn't mean to.

He'd had them before, and he knew they were horrible.

And he almost lived one today.

He gently tried to shake you awake.

It was just a one time screw up.

But to no avail.

He'd flown too close to the sun.

You were okay, right? He looked up to the monitors once again.

And now his wax wings were melting.

Everything was normal.

A one time screw up?

Heart rate was steady.

What was he thinking?

Blood pressure was average.

This was you he was talking about.

Blood sugar was perfectly fine.

Sweet, wonderous you.

He put his head to your chest, just to make sure you were breathing fine.

And you almost died today because he tried to keep you too close.

And he heard you breathing.

Your heartbeat.

And it made his heart throb.

He kept up the pressure on your back, soothing you in any way possible.

The sensory from it was nice, kneading your skin like that.

It was warm, soft, alive, mixed with the comforting texture of your hoodie.

His mind began to wander.

He didn't mean to do it.

Or at least for it to turn out that badly.

When you left, he couldn't stand the empty feeling that he got. Alone like that.

He just couldn't deal with it anymore. You NEEDED to stay. He needed you to stay.

But what could he do?

Restrain you? Threaten you? He could never do that to his best friend. You were a person after all.

But you were a person like him. You understood him in a way nobody else did.

Mikey, Raph, Leo, Splinter, April.

Nobody else could understand him, feel him as you did.

You were so similar, so close, that you and him started to feel like one.

One being, one person. So there was unending ache in his heart when you decided to leave.

But it wasn't your fault! You were perfect, you were a part of each other, you would never purposely hurt your other half!

You weren't trying to hurt him by leaving. You just didn't understand how much you needed each other.

But he still couldn't have you leave. It would rip him into parts.

You leaving him would be like ripping him in half. His other half can't just leave him like that!

And so he got an idea.

It started off innocent at first. Simple.

You were gonna go home, but he needed you. You couldn't leave. You guys were having so much fun!

Tippy-tappying your fingers on controllers, watching dumb-dumb horror movies and making fun of the dumb-dumb protagonists, or eating pizza and just chatting about everything and nothing.

So, why would you leave him? (he still couldn't understand why would would want to leave, even now.) He couldn't let that just- HAPPEN.

So he did something... questionable.

Mikey baked you something as a go-home gift, just some food.

He saw you were already snacking on it and while you weren't looking he MAY or may not have put something in it.

It was only supposed to make you feel really tired, and it only did that.

And so you decided to call it a night and just sleepover in the sewers.

His plan worked. He had a new tool at his disposal, one to make life a little more bearable, one that allowed him to stay by your side.

And he was going to abuse the hell out of it.

It only got worse and worse, with exhaustion meds turning into headaches into rashes into unimaginable pain.

He wasn't doing it to hurt you! In fact, he tried to stray away from the more gruesome symptoms. He always made sure you had a adequate quality of life. and he tried to only sicken you to the bare minimum that made you stay with him.

He did not like doing this to you, in fact he hated it. He hated seeing you so weak and miserable, and he hated the pain that consumed him as he watched you weep over it.

But he could also not stand how his heart ached from your absence, and he couldn't help but miss the way his heart sang whenever you were near!

He had to make a choice, and he made the one that was better for both of you in the long term.

He knew how much you loved being by his side too, and he knew you felt the same way. You were just in denial, unable to truly understand how much you needed each other. He wouldn't be surprised if these beliefs were linked to pressure from those wretched friends and family of yours. They always tried to pull you away from him, and pull him away from you.

But that's besides the point. By then, it was common for you to stay in the sewers for months on end just to let Donnie manage your worsening health.

And now, it was another one of those times.

2 weeks ago, you had been bedbound at Donnie's for about a month, unable to leave. And he had decided to have mercy on you, as he felt so cruel for this when you raved about your misery from this horrible illness that plagued you!

So, he lightened up on the meds that he was giving you. Just so you could get a little bit better, and just so his best friend would be even just a little bit happier.

Just so you two could talk easier, as your jaw ached whenever it moved. Just so you could game together easier, as you began losing feeling in your fingers. It was just to make his other half happier.

But you, you took that as healing! You jumped at the slightest opportunity of independence, unable to realize how much you needed each other!

He couldn't believe it.

You wanted to leave, only a month after you began staying living in the sewers!

Only a month!

He couldn't have that. There was no way you could LEAVE HIM!?

You ripped open his heart!

You can't just leave him to bleed!?

You were meant to be his!

He was meant to be yours!

You can't just split them apart!

No, no, no-

This wasn't the doing of you, was it?

It's those SHITTY uptoppers-

(You might aswell be turning him into draxum because he's REALLY starting to hate humans, aka "uptoppers". Get it- Cause they're on the surface? Above the sewers? "Up Top?")

They're dragging him away from you.

He's heard them say it, question your relationship-

"Oh y/n, why are you always WITH HIM!?"

"Oh Donnie-, it's strange how you're always together!"

But those INSOLENT fools- April, your friends, his family and yours-

They would never understand!

They could never understand what you two have!

Sure, he has some faults on his end, as his family has been playing a part in this- But he can convince them, he knows he can!

But yours? No, that's different.

They would never accept it.

And so, he had to take some.. drastic measures.

A couple of well placed sprinkles of some suspicious meds on your snacks-

And after that, you could go home all fine and dandy, only for when the morning comes- BOOM

Pain. You come running back to Donnie, and then you get your cure and he skillfully convinces you to stay longer with a report of you having "A permanent, debilitating illness that needs constant care and supervision by a high tech mutant expert who can administer you care any time it's requested."

Also, any germs carried by regular old humans could make the illness SO much worse, so you can't go up top to tell your family. He could do it for you. any germs carried by mutants, and possibly April, are a-okay though.

(He may have been overexaggerating a LOT, he would never hurt you that badly after all! It's actually just gonna be a bit of chronic fatigue and bouts of paralysis and blindness, maybe make you an ambulatory wheel chair user or make you lose a leg or arm. But that's not that bad when you have Donnie to provide you with the most high tech prosthetics and wheelchairs out there! Maybe some body braces and high tech glasses to help you with that blindness and paralysis-)

That way, you'll stay together.

That way, you'll never be split up.

But this? This was SO much worse than he planned.

What was he going to do? There may be no CURRENT after affects but what might happen in the future-

Then something happens, a movement, your body shifitng.

It brings him back to reality. It grounds him.

And he knows he has no reason to worry.

All of them wash away like how waves wash the ocean shore.

As long as you're together, you'll be okay.

He'll be okay.

Everything will be okay.

Donnie realizes that while he was having a mental breakdown, he stopped rubbing you.

Yet you are still sleeping soundly.

How? You were struggling to sleep just moments before? Is it the silence? Is it him?

Then he realizes. It's his body heat, isn't it?

You've always loved heated blankets.

So maybe this is just what you need.

He pulls up closer against you, his plastron to your back.

He puts his head in the crook of your neck.

God you're so warm-

And soft.

He could fall asleep right now, he would if he didn't have to monitor your health.

Then he sees it. You're laying on your arm.

That's not good, is it?

Doing that could cut off your bloods circulation to that arm, which could cause a whole BUNCH of problems.

He can't have that, could he?

But he also can't wake you up, you need to sleep.

He's gotta do this gently.

Slowly, Slowly he grabbed your arm-

God you were still so warm.

Warmer now. Softer. He didn't think that was even possible.

And you smelled so good while cuddling with him like this.

He pulled it out from under you, but he didn't take his hands off.

Slowly he ran his hand up and down your arm.

Pliant.

Flexible.

Textured.

There was so many words he could use to describe it.

Safe.

He felt safe. Safe in your touch.

He practically melted onto you as he ran his hands up and down your arm, eventually taking grasp of your other one.

Pulling up your sleeves, just to feel your skin.

He hated being touched, but this? This was different.

He hadn't realized how stressed he had been.

He hadn't realized how much he wanted, needed this.

He got lost in holding you, lost in your touch.

Moving farther down until he hit your thighs, his hands rubbing up and down on them.

Feeling the cloth of your pants, warmed by your skin.

Then your stomach and chest.

Feeling your stomach rolls and hip dips, your curves, and the fabric of your hoodie.

The fat on your chest and stomach.

If he was sane- If he was okay right now he would question all of this.

Why was he doing this?

Was this creepy?

Was he insane?

But right now?

He couldn't.

Fat, wet, tears welled up in his eyes and made it's way down his face, as he shoved his head even deeper into the crook of your neck.

He couldn't stop himself.

Stop himself from doing any of this. Stop himself from clinging onto you like you would disappear if he let go. Stop himself from melting like chocolate into your touch. Stop himself from wanting you, from missing you.

He almost lost you today.

Now?

He was never letting you go again.

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This took me way too long to write, and this post is way too long too. When I was going to write this I imagined it a lot shorter. The touching/cuddling part was supposed to sound a lot more nonsexual and platonic then it came out as but now? Interpret it as platonic, romantics, however you'd like. Although I will say, non of the touches here were SA or anything. He was simply touching you. I hate how sexual that sounds, but I have no clue how else to put it. Kinda ironic how I'm posting this on the lords day, as this is one of the most unholy things I've written in a while. Side note, REQUEST ME THINGS. I'm dumb and my brains running out of ideas. Also, this would've made more sense if your read my first yandere don post. I decided to make "Don-Don" a nickname the reader as for Donnie as it's one I came up for him lmao. The writing/text definintely soundned a bit insane and eccentric, but Donnie is too. Eh, what do I know? This could be way out of character for him, Idk.

I listened to "The Red Means I Love You" and "Meant to be Yours" while writing this just to get in the yandere vibes lmao. Anyways;

Yandere Donnie Supremacy <3

(Btw I will write yandere or regular stuff lik headcanons for other ROTTMNT characters if requested, SO GO ASK ME THINGS-)

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freestyle-crocodile-trashpile · 2 years

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Hello! Could I request romantic/dating headcanons with the Rise! brothers with an S/O that randomly goes up to them and says “I bet you I can hold the whole world in my hands!” before gently holding their face? Whether you write this or not thanks for all your awesome work :D

A/n:I wish someone would do this to me 😔. Thank you for requesting

Summary:you go you to the turtles and say 'i bet I can hold the whole world in my hands" before grabbing their face

Type:hcs:turtles x gn reader

Version:rise

Donatello

He was in his lab so when you came in He was sitting down and you standing over him

When you said that he was about to correct you saying that's impossible

But you gently grabbed his face

He froze he couldn't process this but he could cry and that's what he did

He wasn't ready for that and it's never happened, you have to worn the poor guy

Leonardo

He was sitting in bed reading comics when you came in

When you said that he was gonna make a joke

But you gently grabbed his face

He dropped his comic and the biggest smile formed on his face

He had grabbed your hands and rubbed his cheek against them

Michelangelo

He was painting something so just like Donnie you towered over him but this time he was on the ground not in a chair

When you said it he giggled and said he could make you one

But you gently grabbed his face while leaning down

He was quiet for a second before stating to giggle like a toddler

He loved it and jumped up and hugged you

Raphael

He was in the kitchen when you walked in

When you told him that he smiled a bit and called you a dork

When you gently grabbed his face and turned his head towards you

He froze, it took Him a second, before crushing you in a hug crying a hit

He couldn't believe you said that but was glad you did

A/n:i hope you enjoyed

#tmnt #tmnt donatello #tmnt imagine #tmnt raphael #tmnt leonardo #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt x male reader #tmnt headcanons #tmnt x reader #rottmnt #rottmnt x gn reader #rottmnt x male reader #rottmnt x reader #tmnt x gn reader #save rottmnt #save rise of the tmnt

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fun-k-board · 8 months

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TMNT 2012 with an AFAB s/o on their period

Note(s): I wrote this with a ftm Reader in mind, but there are no gendered pronouns or gendered titles used.

Characters included: Leonardo, Raphael, Donatello, Michealangelo, April O'Neil, Casey Jones.

Leonardo

Listen, as much of a leader and confident guy you may believe he is, he is still a mutant turtle who does not get periods and only knows because it was mentioned in a show once and he wanted to know more. He will not understand, beside the basics of 'bleeding down there, intense hormones, and sometimes unbearable pain depending on who you ask.'

If you're someone who goes through a lot of physical pain expect an overbearing mother figure now in your life, he will literally be there with all the advice he can find that'll help.

With the limited resources in the lair and the fact he can't exactly go shopping himself, he'll ask April or Casey to buy period products or pain relief tablets for you if you complain. Even if he's awkward and shy about asking, he doesn't want to burden you by making you wait for a reply over text or have to get up, the fact it helps you makes it worth it.

Soup is also good, he knows how to make traditional teas and soups for you, with great difficulty, and help from Splinter, that will lessen your stomach cramps. Though if you get cravings he may be a little less helpful, it's hard to get ingredients when you live in the sewers and are hated by most of the world.

If you like company he would stay off patrols once or twice, but he's fairly strict about his schedule and won't go too far off it, even if he wants to help you.

If you don't get much pain, he's still by you in his free time and asking questions, you're literally bleeding he's never going to stop worrying.

Whenever you talk to him he basically soaks in the words like a sponge and uses it to help you, a one off 'yeah, this food helps.' and he's on his knees begging for April to buy some.

Raphael

Raphael... I love him, but he needs help when it comes to this. I imagine most of the other turtles at least know the basics, Michaelangelo is the worst but he still knows what a period is, but Raph just never really cared enough to learn.

He knows that a period happens... But that's about it. So, if you're in intense or even a small amount of pain and or wake up with blood around you, he's freaking the hell out, he thinks you've been stabbed or something or maybe he accidentally hurt you with his sais as you slept.

If you explain he's sort of like 'yeah whatever, how do we stop it from hurting you?' and then he never leaves your side.

You run out of products? Step out the way Casey and April, he's sneaking in the shop and thieving- I mean, he's putting on a trenchcoat and hat to hide his turtleness, and buying the products like a good mutant ninja turtle should. But seriously, he doesn't trust the two to buy the right ones, he gets the exact brand right somehow, even if you never tell him what one you want.

He pushes the exercise side of it, even if it doesn't help much, exercise is something that helps him so when he hears it can help he doesn't research further. It takes you explaining that it not only depends on the person but the exercise for him to pout and let you lead.

Donatello

He'd probably panic for a while but then tries to look through a science lense, like, oh! You need to level your blood sugars in this week, these excersises will help you but these won't, make sure to keep your stomach warm so you can lessen the contractions and pain.

Gets a bit sad if you're the type to be more distant and want alone time on your period, especially if you don't like loud noises. Donatello usually has you watching him while he works on his science stuff, so when you aren't it's a demotivator.

Ends up completely abandoning his work just to follow you around like a sad puppy, tending to your every need or waiting outside your room for a text from you if you need something.

If you want him around he's a lot more easy going, if you don't mind sitting in the lab with him while he works then he's all for it, of course he's checking on you every once and a while, and will talk when he wants to, but it comes from him wanting to help you.

If you have health issues caused by your period or your period is made worse by your health issues he's helping you a lot, he knows a lot about human anatomy and how to help ease pain, especially since April and Casey started hanging out with the Turtles more often.

He has a whole section of a diary dedicated to you, and that includes your period, when you're due, what food you've told him helps you, what foods you've said make it worse, what pain you usually describe as, etc, etc.

Michealangelo

Michaelangelo is 100% the type of guy who just goes along with what you want because he wants to help, he probably knows that you bleed, you get mood swings, and you're in pain. And that's all he needs to know.

He's watching you for your entire cycle and just PRAYING nothing bad will happen, gives you all the food you want, no matter how unusual. This can sometimes make it worse, because cravings aren't always foods that will help you, and he feels really really bad if that happens.

He tries to hold himself back on just giving you whatever you want, but when you look up he just folds and starts treating you like royalty.

He can't make a lot of normal foods, he can make pizzas and maybe a decent sandwich, but besides that he's a bit useless, so he tends to buy you microwaved dinners. Unless you don't like them. And then he's just lost.

Mikey asks Donatello to help on the more science level, like no, chocolate will not help, that's a dumb myth, it will only make your sugar levels higher and increase pain, plus blood flow, and nobody wants that.

Cue Mikey closing the oven to hide his chocolate pizza he was making for you.

When buying or storing products, he tends to sort of forget how expensive they are, he'll go in with only a couple of dollars and fall to the floor in utter shock upon realising that is not nearly enough.

But he may or may not steal a few, he saves the city, he gets no money from it, this is completely justified in my opinion.

It's not like he tells anybody anyway.

April O'Neil

She understands so much, whatever you need she'll get for you within minutes.

If your cycles match up April and you will have days where you just sit down and cuddle together, usually at her apartment or in the lair.

She's most likely the one who goes shopping for stuff since she's usually shopping for the turtles as well, though you can come along or even do it yourself if hers is painful and yours is bearable enough to go and vice versa.

If you don't get much pain or mood swings, she makes a few jokes on how she wishes she was you, but if you ask her to stop she will.

Understands the pain that might come mentally, if yours is really bad during the month she even ignores the Turtles to help you out. Unless you want to be left alone in which case she can do that as well, but she will text you every few hours, this is probably happening with or without your period given how dangerous being friends with her is.

If you have intense pain, she's extremely worried for you and will try to help in any way she can, especially if you have other issues that impact your period and or your period causes you other issues.

Casey Jones

Once he gets it Casey doesn't care for the exact details, all he needs to know is when he needs to be involved. Then he's actually really helpful

Usually gets too embarrassed to buy pads for you so he asks April to do it for him, if she refuses he awkwardly makes his way over and will be red the entire time he buys them.

He will begrudgingly be mushy if it means you'll feel better, but also reluctantly leaves you alone if you prefer being alone, he's complicated when it comes to you.

Tends to try to make you laugh or smile if you get sad, but fails to realise that the flood gates of hell spill over with unholy blood whenever you do laugh too hard.

If you're someone with less blood and or pain he'll be asking once every few hours if you're okay, every month is the same, he never learns that you're going to be fine, or that you don't experience too much pain, but it shows he cares.

If you have intense pain he's next to you always helping and at your beck and call, he's fine with skipping out on time with April or the turtles because he doesn't want you in pain.

This has been in my drafts for a little over a year, I've only just got the strength to finish it (⁠｡⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠)

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alphaformation · 7 months

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could I request rise donnie x masc reader? maybe like comfort headcanons of like first date headcanons? either one is cool, also I hope ur having a nice day!

(also can I be ⭐️ anon?)

certainly!! you've got first dibs my friend ;) May do those comfort headcanons at some point in the future, but for now i hope you enjoy these!!

╭─────────.★..─╮ First date jitters. ╰─..★.─────────╯

ROTTMNT; Donatello / Male!Reader Content Warnings: N/A

Summary; Your first date with the turtle clad in purple.

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If for even a moment you assumed Donatello's perfectionism was limited solely to his inventions, you would be mistaken.

Regardless of who did the asking, Donnie would insist he handles the planning.

That isn't to say he wouldn't take any ideas you had into consideration! naturally he wants this to be a date you enjoy. But the details are his to flesh out.

"I feel like dinner is a little too formal.." "Ahh, yes of course. Very logical conclusion, I wholly agree. Would you excuse me for a second?"

"MICHAEL CANCEL THOSE RESERVATIONS!!"

You settle on a pretty casual outing, kicking things off at a Hidden City cafe to order your favorite beverages.

If you dress up nicely, Donnie's heart would soar. He is absolutely weak for a man with style.

Being the showoff he is, Donnie would be at your arm for the entire public section of this outing. He is holding open doors, hovering you above puddles, and making sure to refer to you as his date every chance he gets.

His demeanor would change a little though when you leave the city, leading into the second part of your date. Since you had asked for something casual, he leads you right back to the lair, where a movie night spread has been prepared.

His confidence sputters out a bit once the two of you are within the privacy of his home, and he seems a bit more fidgety and nervous. He'll repeatedly ask you if you're having a good time-- Is your spot comfy enough? Are you enjoying the movie, did he get the right snacks??

Assure him that you're having a great time, tell him how well he did planning things- It'll make him melt to know you appreciate his efforts.

By the time the film ends, his hand has snuck into yours. He'll try to be very formal when it comes to ending the date, stiff as a board as he's seeing you out of the lair.

"I hope this night has been a.. Satisfactory first chapter in our relationship. Would you like me to escort you home?"

kiss!!!! him!!!!!

"I'd love that, Don."

He's a mess the whole way there, hand still glued to yours until the moment you have to part ways.

#⭐anon #my writing #tmnt fic #tmnt imagines #rottmnt x reader #donnie x reader #donatello x reader #rise donnie x reader #tmnt x reader #donnie x male reader

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froggywritesstuff · 7 months

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stupid | yandere!rise!donatello

ship/pairing: yandere!rise!Donatello x g/n!reader (can be read as platonic or romantic)

request: no one

warnings: kinda ooc, blood, wounds, kidnapping, unwanted touching (non sexual), blades, degrading, sadism, stitches, non consensual scarification (?), vomiting, hair pulling, threats of amputation, isolation used as punishment

fandom: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

word count: 1145

A/N: i wasn't sure to write this with Leo or Donnie so i most likely wrote Donnie's personality wrong. 18+ people DNI. i do not in any way support yandere behaviour, please know that this writing is purely fictional, and should not ever be reenacted in real life

You wanted to cry as you felt Donnie’s disappointed gaze on you. Or maybe it was because of the pain of how tight he gripped your wounded wrist. Either way, it didn’t matter, as Donnie would have absolutely zero sympathy for you if you started crying. After all, it was your fault. Your fault you were currently staining his lab floors with blood.

He brought his other hand to your wrist to inspect the gash, as if something had changed in the last five minutes he’d been staring at it.

”Do you want to explain why you cut your tracker out of your wrist?” his voice broke the dreaded silence, and you weren’t sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

You stayed silent. He hadn’t been happy with your previous answer explaining that you wanted to be alone from him and go outside without him worrying. It wasn’t the answer he wanted. But the truth wasn’t the answer he wanted either.

He grabbed a new tracker from his bench along with a scalpel, gliding the blade through your wound to make a deeper cut, pulling your wrist tightly as he inserted the new tracker inside the wound. The metallic scent of blood in the room grew worse, making your stomach churn. You whimpered, biting your tongue so you didn’t cry out in pain, while Donnie just seemed unbothered by the pain his actions caused.

“Or do you need me to tell you?”

You stayed quiet. Your eyes stung as tears pricked the back of your eyes, begging for you to cry. But you didn’t. Tears wouldn’t help you. Donnie would only mock you and belittle you if he saw you crying.

A sigh left his lips as he brought his hands up to cup the side of your face. You felt yourself wanting to lean into his touch, wanting to cling to the gentleness of his hands that so harshly contrasted the anger he must've been feeling.

”You’re stupid, Y/N.” silence hung between the two of you while he stared you down, his eyes filled with disappointment and frustration. His hands dropped from your face and he grabbed a needle and thread. You felt your stomach drop.

”So stupid,” he muttered, piercing the needle through your skin, guiding the thread through your wounded skin to stitch it back together. The corners of his lips twitched upward as he heard your stifled groans and cries of pain. The tears building up in your eyes felt as heavy as rocks as you desperately tried not to cry.

“You’re even more stupid than I thought you were. I had faith in you, but you’ve proven me wrong. Because you are somehow so stupid, you can’t understand that everything I do for you is for your own good. I’m helping you, by keeping you here, because you’re nothing without me. You’re weak. Completely helpless. Fucking pathetic.”

You broke, letting the tears fall down your cheeks with a choked sob.

The room went silent, anxiety bubbled in your chest while you stared at Donnie’s hands. It was as if he paused for dramatic effect as well as staying silent.

Until he laughed.

He fucking laughed.

For a little longer than necessary in your opinion.

”Fuck, Y/N,” his laughter stopped abruptly with a yell, making you flinch, “that’s exactly what I’m talking about.” He stabbed the needle to your arm again and drew the string through tightly, forcing a strained cry of pain from your throat.

“You’re pathetic. Crying over everything and just so whiny. It’s pitiful, honestly. Consider yourself lucky you have me, darling. I have no idea how all your friends managed to put up with you for so long. No wonder none of them care that you’re gone.”

You found the courage to shake your head, opening your mouth to speak, when he tugged on the needle tightly, quickly making you shut up.

”Sorry, did you have something to say?” Donnie’s smug voice asked. He knew exactly what you were going to say.

You stayed silent, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of hearing your weak attempt of convincing yourself he was wrong. The needle was pricked through your skin a few more times before he picked up some scissors, cutting the end of the knot he tied in the string as he finished the last stitch. He cleared his throat.

“Just to be clear, though I am enjoying all this, you brought this on yourself. I want you to look at the scar on your arm everyday and think of this. Think of how dumb you were trying to escape me. Think of how easy it was for me to catch you. I want you to look at it and regret everything you did, until every time you even think about escaping again, you want to ridicule yourself over how dumb of an idea it is.”

You shrank back at his words, your gaze falling toward the floor, when you caught sight of the stitches Donnie had made in your arm. It was obvious he had finished stitching your wound together for a long time, as you stared in horror at the array of letters stitched into your arm, spelling out his name. He had even made sure to stitch his birth name, which you could only assume was to cause more pain for you. The pain from the stitching mixed with the bloody scent and sight on your arm all made you feel sick, until you found yourself gagging, eventually vomiting up spit on the floor.

Donnie's face scrunched up in disgust, "Scoff, don't be so dramatic." he stood up from his chair, a metal claw from his battle shell dug into your scalp, dragging you by your hair as Donnie led you out of his lab. Too tired to fight against him you let him drag you, feeling the heels of your feet stinging against the tiles. You winced as every slight movement from your arm sent a jolt of pain.

You heard the creak of door, followed by the flick of a light switch, and you were shoved into a room you recognized all too well. All white walls and floors, and empty of furniture save for the single bed in the corner of the room. You were roughly placed onto the bed, Donnie wasting no time to restrain you to the bed.

"Take that tracker out again, and you'll lose your arm."

You stared at him with an empty expression, using the little energy you had to nod to show your understanding. His hand cupped your cheek gently, his lips upturned slightly, before he bid goodbye and left, making a show of locking the door for extra measures.

All alone, you let the tears fall freely down your face, eventually crying yourself into a restless sleep.

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gaycrimesagainstmutants · 1 year

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Donatello General Dating Headcanons

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None (that I'm not aware of)

A/N: First fic on the blog! Woo!

Donnie is awkward during the first few months of the relationship

Like, he's trying his best, honest! He's just new to the whole dating thing.

You gotta be patient with him.

Won't even hold your hand until the third date.

Eventually he'll get used to you two being together, and then it'll be smoother sailing from here!

Will get you your own spinny chair in his lab so you can sit and watch him work.

Talk to him while he works! He loves hearing you talk about your day, your intrests, anything! Plus, the background noise helps him focus.

Makes you little inventions as gifts.

SHELLDON sees you as Dad 2, and bugs Donnie to let him see you.

While Donnie appreciates that his robot son likes you, they saw you an hour ago.

Hold his face in your hands. Do it.

Doesn't use pet names all that often, but you are saved as 'Little Quark 💜' in his phone. Even if you aren't that small.

When you asked him about it, he said that quarks are one of the most fundamental parts of matter. Similarly, you are one of the most fundamental parts of his life.

He likes to brag about you to anyone who'll listen.

If you're even remotely mentioned, he'll get all starry-eyed and do a happy little stimmy wiggle (all my fellow autistic bitches know what I'm talking about) and immediately start talking about you.

His brothers have learned just let him tire himself out before continuing the conversation.

Oh, yeah, his brothers adore you. Naturally.

Leo was the one to give you the "if you hurt my brother, I hurt you" talk.

If anyone messes with you, he's the type to yell "THAT'S MY BOYFRIEND!" and knock them out in one punch.

Has almost gotten arrested for assault when he pulled that stunt, but he'd do it again with no regrets.

#rottmnt x male reader #rottmnt x reader #donatello x male reader #donatello x reader #donnie x reader #donnie x male reader

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normal-internet-user · 1 year

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Can I request a 2012 Donnie x male or gn fox mutant reader Where like Donnie is showing the reader his science stuff and all, and he see the reader tails is wagging and he's excited his crush is interested in his stuff And Donnie says something like "wow, you like my science" and the reader is like "yeah but I like you alot more" Or something And idk, have a good day :]

Of course Anon! This is such a good idea, you're all just so creative!💕 And I hope you're having an amazing day as well💕💕

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Summary: Donnie is showing you the new additions to his lab, and in a heat of the moment decision, you confess with a bad pick-up line.

Warnings: None!

Requested: Yep!

Male Reader!

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You nodded along happily as Donnie showed you everything new around his lab, tail wagging behind you.

You had your hands in the pockets of your hoodie, what with being a fox, even Donnie's shiny belongings weren't safe from your thieving impulses. So you often kept your hands in your pockets to avoid taking things from your best-friend/super adorable crush.

You smiled softly at Donnie's look of utter concentration while he explained an invention of his to you. He was just too cute for his own good.

How he hadn't caught onto your crush yet was a complete miracle in itself, since you weren't exactly subtle in your admiring.

This poor turtle has you completely whipped, but you just couldn't bring yourself to confess. Anytime you got close, your brain would pull out the mental list you'd made on all the reasons you should just let the feelings die.

One: He's your best-friend. Two: He has a crush on April. And three: Does he even like guys?

You have no intention of making him uncomfortable, so for now, you're completely content with just listening happily to his science riddled ramblings.

At least your brain told you that you were. Your heart had other things to say, and it seemed just about fed up with your lack of words.

You carefully examined the piece of equiptment Donnie had handed to you, your tail wagging excitedly behind you at the trust he was showing by allowing you to hold the delicate technology.

Donnie chuckled to himself, a soft smile playing along his features, "Wow, you really like my science, huh?"

You nodded absentmindly, your mind not properly registering the scentence about leave your mouth, "Yeah, but I like you alot more."

The moment you finished speaking, you froze. You did not just say that. Immediatly you started to backtrack, blushing wildly, thank god for your fur.

"Wh- uh, I mean, as like a friend. I think. No- I mean I know! Uh, ye- yeah. heh. Uhm moving on-"

You set down the trinket in your hand, attempting to leave and save what little dignity you had left. Just as you turned around, Donnie's hand caught your wrist, spining you to face him.

"Please tell me you meant that." he said, his voice just above a whisper, and a soft blush noticable on his cheeks.

"What?"

Donnie looked you in your eyes, the blush on his face becoming more and more prominent, "Tell me you meant it. I need- I need to know. please."

You chuckled, moving your gaze down to your feet, "Yeah. Yeah, I meant it. A-and I'm sorry if that makes you uncom-"

Before you could finish your sentence, before you could even react, Donnie pulled you in for a kiss.

Your eyes widened, this was a completely unexpected outcome. You wrapped your arms around Donnie's neck while your tail curled into the shape of a heart behind you, melting into the kiss with all the pent up feelings you had tried your hardest to get rid of.

When the two of you pulled away, both of you were completely breathless, and as red as tomatoes.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that."

You chuckled, "I think I've wanted to do it longer."

You leaned in slowly, the space between your lips almost non-existent-

"GUY'S! DONNIE AND (NAME) ARE MAKING OUT!"

"MIKEY!"

You looked toward the door, embarrased. Donnie let go of you in favor of chasing after his younger brother, who was still shouting for Leo and Raph.

You chuckled to yourself as you followed bebind the two, this just might have been the best day of your life.

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There you go Anon! I hope this is to your liking since I really enjoyed writing this one! 💕💕 Everyone have a wonderful day!

#tmnt #x reader #tmnt x reader #donnie x reader #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2012 x reader #donnie 2012 #tmnt x male reader #donnie x male reader #tmnt donatello

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i-smell-sass · 2 years

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Guess what bitches

I've become obsessed with Rottmnt and i WILL be fueling the fire of Donnie x male reader fics. Because HELL FUCKING YEAH WE NEED MORE OF IT

#rottmnt #gay #rottmnt x male reader #tmnt donatello x male reader #donatello x male reader #donatello hamato #rise of the tmnt #rise!donatello #rise donatello #teenage mutant ninja turtles #donnie #donatello #x male reader #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles

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yanteetle · 11 months

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you dont have to right away obv, but maybe yan leo or donnie having a very scary blank stare at mc to getting what started as a normal confession to being rejected

"All's fair in love and war, dear Shelldon. Y/n simply needs more... convincing. And I'll be the one to give them that, even if it's the last thing I do..."

Shelldon's a little sad. No biggie! Let's hope he'll move out of the way, or else Donnie might have to restrain more than one victim...

a/n: I made myself suffer drawing this, but I'm glad I finished this. I gave up on this piece so many times, but I eventually took the time to get it over with :)) I rarely include anyone outside of the main cast in my yandere art, so I wanted to change that and add to the angst aspect to this drawing! I liked the idea of Shelldon looking distraught when Donnie's kidnapping y/n, and has to watch helplessly in fear of having his code rewritten or even worse.. destroyed <3 I don't think I fully captured that in here, but I tried regardless. Please have a nice day, and thank you for requesting!

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oleander-nin · 1 year

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platonic yan rottmnt turtles hcs if you're comfortable

A/N, not important: Sorry this took so long, my B. Almost every one of these can be applied to the romantic too, just you know, made more romantic. There are also some on the romantic hcs that can be applied here, but less of them. Kind of like how every square is a rectangle, but not all rectangles are squares. All these fit into romantic, but not all romantic fit into the platonic. Any criticism is welcome, constructive or not. This is supposed to be a gender neutral reader, so if I screwed up somewhere, please tell me.

-Ollie

Tw: blood bond mention(Leo), kidnapping, delusions, yandere themes, erratic behavior, Raph babying you, stalking, tracking without consent, spyware, unconsentual touching(non-nsfw, ie: hugs), jealousy, forced friendship

Words: 1371

Summary: platonic yandere rottmnt turtles headcanons

Mikey:

Mikey is the most likely to see you as his sibling, having decided in his mind you both must be related.

Mikey cherishes you as a friend, and whether he sees you as a sibling or just his best bud, he’s acting the same for the most part.

Likes to hang out with you a lot one on one. He doesn’t want to share you with your other friends.

Gets mad easily if you can’t hang out with him because of your other friends or family plans.

You’re his friend, you should be hanging out with him!

Tries to make plans with you for almost every day of the year. You can’t hang out with other people if you’re scheduled for a bake off with Mikey that day.

If he can’t make plans with you, he tries his very best to get you to cancel your plans with your friends. If you refuse? Uh oh, looks like that bakery you were hanging out at just happened to get destroyed. Must’ve been a random mutant. How disappointing. But at least you can hang out with Mikey now!

Is still incredibly clingy, and he gets pissy if you try to push him off. He understands you’re not comfortable with it, but it still makes him upset.

Subtly guilts you into hanging out with him more. Mikey doesn’t have that many human friends, he just wants to hang out with you. Do you not want to be friends with him anymore? Is he not good enough for you?

If you call him out on his behavior, he tries to play it off. He doesn’t want to admit what he’s doing is wrong, but he’ll tone it down for a couple days before returning to his usual intensity.

Whenever he draws his little family portraits, you’re there too. He never forgets to add you.

He’ll eventually try and keep you in the lair, probably after a sleepover.

You’re family to him, you should live with him. Plus, you’re his best friend. Why should you leave? You can both have sleepovers every night now.

Donnie:

Wants to control your life. Who you talk to, what classes you take, what your job is, and everything in between. He still tries to make you keep a schedule, and gets upset if you try to fight him on it.

Has a tracker on you and your phone. Has the ‘Donnie Blocker’ on your phone like April’s, as well as some possible spyware.

Still doesn’t like touch, would rather have you hang out with him and help him in his lab.

Shows off a lot in front of you. You’re his best friend, and he doesn’t want you to get bored and find someone else.

Won’t take responsibility for anything he does that is inherently ‘wrong’.

If you have arguments, he ignores you for days, trying to make you feel bad. He’ll whine and complain to his brothers and April, hoping his sorrow gets back to you.

Low empathy for when you're upset with something he does.

If you find out about the trackers, spyware, or other stuff he’s done, he’ll try to lie, or fess up but claim it was for your own good.

Refuses to take them off despite being caught. He might pretend to, but he doesn't

If you ignore him, he’ll just send SHELLDON to go hang out with you for a while. SHELLDON doesn’t leave until you visit Donnie again.

He constantly tries to convince you to stay in the lair.

In his mind, you being there with him would benefit you more than continuing to leave and go to school. He even offers to set up an online school for you or to teach you himself. If you don’t try and leave, of course.

If he sees you as a sibling, it’s mostly the same as how he treats Mikey. You get special treatment, but unlike Mikey, you’re never really left alone. Whether it’s Donnie or his tech, you’re always accompanied. He doesn't want anything to happen to you, after all.

Raph:

Is still really over protective. Treats you like a more fragile Mikey.

He refuses to let you join along on missions or patrols, even if it should be a rather safe one.

Takes control of the friendship in a way? Is constantly trying to build the trust between the both of you and strengthen the friendship.

Raph tries to keep you from hurting yourself, but he ends up acting like an overbearing mother. Everything you do is judged by Raph, and he worries more than he should about your safety.

Practically suffocates you with his concern, never letting you do anything he deems ‘dangerous’.

Insists on sleepovers whenever he can convince you, and drags you into the turtle piles with his brothers.

As far as Raph is concerned, you’re family. Family gets dragged into turtle piles.

Dotes on you like an older brother. Is fairly aggressive with your friends that he deems ‘unsuitable’.

He’s constantly interested in what’s going on in your life, and always asks questions and tries to get a good read on any drama you have.

Will just… Pick you up. Like he does to his brothers, if he deems you not going somewhere fast enough, he’ll just hoist you into his arms and carry you there. Gets sad if you fight it.

Doesn’t like it when you get mad at him or try to set boundaries. Can’t you see everything he’s doing is just for your well being? He only wants to keep you safe, it’s his duty as a brother, and a friend.

Is the most likely after Mikey to see you as a sibling. You’re his family, and it’s his job to keep his family safe. You just need extra protection. You(most likely) weren’t training since you were a tot in ninjutsu.

Because of how much you stayed over already, Raph made sure you had a spare room. One day, you just couldn’t leave the room. Or the lair.

But why would you try to run? Family sticks together, after all.

Leo:

Constantly jealous of your other friends.

He doesn’t get to talk to and make bonds with a lot of humans, so he’s really overprotective of his friendship with you.

Especially if he starts to see you as a sibling.

However, Leo is the least likely to end up genuinely believing you’re related. He’ll see you as an honorary sibling, but he knows you’re not actually related.

Still guilt trips you, especially if you go to hang out with your other friends instead of him. He makes a whole fuss on how you should be spending time with him instead. He’s a mutant after all, it’s not like he has anyone else.

Leo gets all pouty when you ignore him while you're visiting the lair, constantly trying to get your attention away from his brothers. You’re his best friend, not theirs.

Will bribe his brothers to leave the lair when you come over. It’s his job as your best friend to keep you happy and make sure you’re having fun. How can he do that when his brothers are always around, taking your attention away from him?

Will actually drag you along on the less dangerous missions/light patrols. He purely wants to show off to you or start a competition with you. His brothers don’t mind, as long as it doesn't end up compromising the mission.

You know that blood bond thing, where you cut a wound and press the cuts together to mix blood? Yeah, Leo wants you both to do that.

“It’s just a thing friends do to bond, why are you being so weird about it? Oh please, don’t tell me you’re a chicken.”

Is the definition of ‘gaslight, gatekeep, guilt trip, girlboss’.

You don’t get a moment of peace with him. He’s constantly dragging you around to go do stuff together.

He’s terrified of losing you. You’re his best friend, his rock, his ally. You’re always there for him, he needs you. Honestly, it’s your fault for giving him so much attention. Just stay his best friend forever. He promises to let you pick the movie this time.

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