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moxfirefly · 5 months

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"I'm not letting them go. They're mine. They've always been mine."

For a bestie mikey who is jealous, someone's taking readers' attention away from him?

These quotes are hard to work with XD

Ray, my beloved. Always coming in clutch 🤌

Rated Mature (suggestive themes)

Mikey felt a stirring next to him that prompted him to open his eyes. The midnight nap he’d decided on when you had sat next to him was disturbed and he wanted to groan displeased.

“Sorry Mike, I gotta use the bathroom be back in a sec.” That gentle hushed tone only served to help him drift back, almost at least. Woefully he accepted his best friend having to leave for a few minutes.

It was something of tradition at this point, falling a sleep next to you during movie nights. Mikey had wordlessly cemented the fact that he got to sit next to you and you had reinforced it by always finding your place next to him.

He took the second to stretch out, enjoying the pops of each achy limbs, patrol had been a bitch a few hours ago. He saw Leo konked on the armchair, Donnie in the kitchen making more popcorn as a sleepy April scrolled through Netflix to find something else to play.

“—Well im gonna need you in a bit to measure again, probably tomorrow too”

Raph’s voice rang from behind where he was sat on the couch. Mikey looked back to see him talking to you and holding your arm extended.

“Remind me why I’m doing this again?” He asked mocked annoyed as he used his pointer and thumb to measure your arm.

“Because I wanna win $100 bucks at work” You laughed when he moved to your other arm to do the same.

“What fucking weird job makes an ugly Christmas sweater competition?” He used both his hand to grab your waist, using it as reference for the torso of the sweater.

Mikey raised a brow ridge, why had he felt a pulse of something when he saw his brother man handling you.

“Hey if I win you’ve got $50 waiting for you, so make it as ugly as possible.” You arched your neck when he wrapped a hand around your neck and mumble something, clearly mapping out the measurements in his head.

That, yeah that felt really weird in the bottom of Mikey’s stomach. Why did Raph have to loom over you, hand around your pretty neck and smiling to himself.

“Well come by this week, I’m gonna need you while I’m making it.” He finally let go of you, and it took a second of trying to think straight to not jump Raph.

“Mikey and I are playing that new game where you romance all the hot people—“

Donnie piped in, “Baldur’s Gate.” You threw him a finger gun for the assist.

“Well ya think you can detach yourself from numb nuts for a few minutes at a time?” He asked playfully.

“Well you’ve got her measurements what more do you need, dude?” Mikey finally spoke up, making Raph and you turn towards his groggy annoyed face. “I got an idea but I gotta re-adjust or re-make whatever don’t come out right.” He spoke matter of fact, his gaze was mocking him.

“I can’t just take breaks between.” You offered to ease the sudden tension in the air.

“I’m sure Mikey can survive five minutes without ya, right buddy?” He clamped both hands on your shoulders and smiled at his youngest brother. “Man quit being handsy with her.” It came out before he could really assess what his mouth had vomited out. Under a different tone of voice it could’ve been taken playfully but this was the full opposite.

“Chill man, I ain’t stealing ya girl.” He chuckled and if Mikey could blush he would. He glared at Raph, not noticing your own blush creeping up your cheeks.

“Looks like it since you wanna keep her all week.” He was getting up now, less groggy and more peeved than anything.

“Mike—“ Your voice was gentle trying to ease the fast approaching boiling tension in the air.

“Aww, Mikey’s worried his bestie’s gonna be my bestie all week? Man just let it go.” Raph wasn’t even remotely serious poking fun at his younger brother.

“Im not letting her go. She’s mine. She’s always been mine.” He shot a deep glare at Raph, who face quickly fell upon hearing those words.

It took a few seconds for Mikey to fully comprehend what he had said and the implication behind it. His eyes went wide, landing on your own wide eyes and the blush that scattered itself further down your chest.

Fuck, what had he done?

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valya-dudycz-lupescu · 1 year

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Musings on Ice-Pick Joe

I'm not sure why no one is talking about Ice-Pick Joe's death scene, especially with rumors of the Ice-Pick Joe prequel circulating the internet.

The scene where Ice-Pick Joe walked by Sofia's window on his way to the fateful meeting with Katya, stopping to lean against the light post long enough to see two silhouettes come together. (I can't be the only one who was getting Blue Velvet vibes in that scene?) Why isn't anyone talking about his longing? The voyeurism? His fear of abandonment stemming from childhood trauma...after all, his mother picked him, of all his siblings, to leave at the orphanage! She left him with nothing but those appleseeds that he carried around in his pockets.

I'm absolutely sure that Sofia was the unnamed child in Joe's flashback (Jodie Foster was so good as the scrappy, androgynous best friend. She did have a limp in that scene when they were running from the cemetery. We don't actually know at what age Sofia lost her leg. And Donny Osmond was the perfect young Ice-Pick Joe!)

If you watch closely, she had the same birthmark on her shoulder in that first awkward kiss scene that Sofia had when she and Katya fought that night of her birthday, when she ripped her blouse and threw her glass of champagne at the wall.)

But back to Joe on the empty street, those shadows against the wall like shadow puppets, and the way the clock motif came back at that moment? Such haunting music, reprised again in the film score during Joe's death (I still cry when I hear "The Demise of Ice-Pick Joe". Linking to it here, because I played it on repeat when the movie was over. Brilliant and haunting.)

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Remember how the flashbacks showed us that Ice-Pick Joe was really superstitious and believed that he had inherited his grandmother's gifts? If you watch the way Joe looks at the shadows and then down at his watch, you can see him hesitate before going to the docks. Was he hearing voices?

Most people agree that the shadows on the wall looked like a child, but I'm not sure that Ice-Pick Joe's hesitation to go to the dock was about his own son. I think the shadows looked more like that kiss flashback when he and Sofia were children. The frame and perspective are almost the same angle, as if they are being watched from below.

Either way, he is clearly making the choice to leave the past behind that brings him to his tragic and senseless death.

I would love to know what happened that took that gentle young Joe who loved to sing and turned him into the tortured stoic we meet in Goncharov, the only affection reserved for his cat, Mrs. Claws.

(I can't help but wonder if they meant for her to be an echo of Le Befana, the Italian winter witch-goddess who sometimes gets translated as Mrs. Claus? After all, his mama's last words to him when she kissed him goodbye were, "If you're a very good boy, maybe La Befana will bring you to a new home on Epiphany morning, a warm home full of food and presents." Poor Joe never finds that home.) You know, I think that was the first time I heard about Le Befana, and that was one of the inspirations that led me down the road to my own version of Mother Christmas.

Does anyone know if it's true that the Ice-Pick Joe prequel got permission to use "Hotel California" as its theme song? I wonder if we're going to get the story of his time as an unskilled laborer in the vineyards of Napa in the 60s? I was never clear about how he got to America and then back to Italy with a small fortune and hitman skills? They're saying it's like Better Call Saul meets the Sopranos meets Twin Peaks. I'm here for it, especially if they can get Cole Sprouse to play young Ice-Pick Joe.

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oleander-nin · 10 months

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Sugar Cookies(Rise!Donnie x Reader)

A/n: Repost because I originally wrote this on a reblog and it bothered me. 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.

Content Warnings: Fluff, Christmas themed

Words: 1047

Summary: You make Christmas cookies w/ the ROTTMNT guys, and you model your sugar cookie after your purple lover.

The lairs' kitchen smelled absolutely amazing and that was probably attributed to the cookies you and Michelangelo have been working on for the past half hour. Mikey smiled at you as he pulled the last batch of cookies out of the oven, they all looked perfect(except for the one dinosaur one Raph tried to make, it kind of spread out too much, but it wasn’t Christmas-y, so it doesn’t count). You quickly mix the rest of the frosting with their respective colors so everyone could start decorating, and you pull out the rest of the sprinkle containers. “You ready?” You look to Mikey who's putting the fresh cookies out on a wire rack to cool and he nods back at you.

“Let's get this party started!”

As you put the frosting into piping bags, Mikey calls everyone over, handing them paper plates as they walk into the kitchen so they can all start decorating. You take your own plate and grab one of the sugar cookies that’s shaped like a gingerbread man cutout. Donnie taps the table a couple of times to get your attention, and you both lock eyes. He grins and nods to the seat next to him. You roll your eyes at his nonverbal question, and make your way over to sit down next to him.

“Soo, what are you planning on doing?” You ask Donnie, looking down at the ornament shaped cookie he had on his plate. Donnie grins wide at your question and starts to ramble on about how he plans to perfectly decorate his cookie. You hum along as he talks, listening to his explanation as you collect the colors you want. Ready to start working on your own Christmas treat, you take a toothpick from the box in the center of the table and start spreading the green color all over the body of your gingerbread-shaped cookie.

Donnie glances over at your design choice and stops his monologue about his chosen colors to stare down at your cookie in disgust.

“Why, pray tell, are you using green to color your cookie?” His scowl makes you snort and you use the back of your hand to cover your mouth before you start laughing out loud.

“For your information, I have a plan. So boo hoo, I’m using green to color my tiny gingerbread man.” You stick your tongue out at Donnie and continue to spread the green throughout the cookie, trying to keep it as even as possible.

“I, for one, think it looks great,” Raph says, smiling over at you two, “and while it is a strange choice to color your Christmas cookie fully green, I do support you.”

“Thank you Raph, glad to hear someone appreciates my creative abilities.”

Donnie scoffs at you both before he gets distracted by Leo who, like you, is painting his entire cookie one color. Unlike you however, is the fact that his cookie is one, a snowflake, and two, bright pink. You have no idea where he got said color, as you have no recollection of making it when you and Mikey were working on the frosting.

The light conversation being made around you was comfortable background noise for you to work with, but now you purposefully hunched over your cookie a bit to try and hide it from your purple-cladded boyfriend. Mikey looks up at you when you reach across the table to grab the purple. Realizing what you're doing, a big grin comes across his face, and he slides the color over to you. Thanking him, you start on the mask and little accessories of your cookie Donnie.

Mikey kicks you from under the table and you look up at him.

“What?” You mouth to him, trying to draw as little attention to yourself from Donnie. Thankfully Leo was keeping him busy by trying to put some of the pink frosting on Donnie’s cookie and Donnie was attempting to fend him off.

“Goggles?” Mikey mouths back. He understood your want to keep it on the downlow, and you appreciated his compliance.

You shake your head yes and subtly nod over to the jar of rainbow sprinkles. “Two whites together.”

Mikey’s grin widens at your idea and nods thoughtfully. Donnie and Leo had finally stopped their petty fight, so you went back to hiding your cookie from your boyfriend's view. You could tell he noticed with the way he stared at you, but you just grinned innocently at him.

“What are you doing?” Donnie asks, trying to glance over at your cookie. “What, were you so embarrassed about your green cookie that you have to hide it now?”

“Mhmm, yup. Absolutely devastated and completely humiliated that you saw my cookie, so now I must hide it from the world.” You say, sarcasm dripping with every word. Donnie looks unimpressed with your words and rolls his eyes at you.

“Scoff, fine. If you don’t want to show me your hideous cookie, then I shall leave it be. I wouldn’t want to scar myself by looking at such a monstrosity anyways.”

You use the sprinkles to make his face and goggles, adding the finishing touches and cleaning up any wayward frosting. Happy with the result, you start cleaning up your mess. Sliding your cookie back into Donnie’s view, you wait for him to notice. Donnie must’ve sensed your staring, as he glances over at you before looking down at the cookie you made.

“Like my monstrosity?” You tease, throwing the words he used to describe you cookie back at him. You watch as Donnie gently takes the plate it’s sitting on and rotates it so he can see the cookie better.

“It’s me,” He remarks, looking down at the decorated cookie with stars in his eyes. “You made your cookie look like me.”

“Dibs on eating it.” Leo says nonchalantly. You're not sure he’s even seen it yet, as his face is still looking down at his cookie in concentration while he covers it in blue frosting to match the pink.

Donnie picks up a tube of frosting and squeezes it onto Leo’s head in retaliation, calmly wiping the frosting he got on his hands on a napkin before going back to admiring your cookie. You can’t wait to do this again next year.

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fishsticksloser · 4 months

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Ik this is early but you mentioned the holidays and expecting lots of angst so I tried brainstorming ideas (not great at that but it worked lmao) so!

Rise Mikey x fem reader who have been pinning for awhile, but find themselves under mistletoe at a Christmas party that totally wasn't a setup from the bros?

Under the Mistletoe

Mikey x gn!reader

Warnings: fluff, slight awkwardness, mutual pinning, first kiss, supportive brothers, kinda short

A/N: The perfect short little drabble for Christmas Eve. :))

Leo had a plan.

Was it a very good plan? Well... That depends on who you ask. To Leo it was brilliant. To Raph it wasn't terrible, but to Donnie? It was Leo's worst idea yet.

"Come on, Donnie." Leo chuckles, wrapping his arm around his twin's shoulder, pulling him closer. "What could go wrong?"

"There are many things that could go wrong, Leo." Donnie shoves his brother off of him, crossing his arms. "For example. What if you are reading too deep into it and they don't actually have this so-called 'chemistry'. Or perhaps neither of them are ready to take that step."

"I can tell they both want this. Believe me. You in?" Leo grins and looks at Raph. Raph sighs and nods, making Donnie glare at him in disbelief.

But just like that, the plan was underway. You and Mikey were currently making dinner for the Christmas party, so they knew they had plenty of time to set it up. At first the three of them tried a number of ways to get it on the doorframe with no luck.

Donnie tried to use his mechanical arms, but they just weren't nimble enough. Leo got on Raph's shoulders, but still they couldn't get it to stick.

They were running out of time until Donnie suddenly pauses. "Nardo." Donnie sighs, exasperatedly rubbing his face. "You have portals..."

≺✨*: .｡. 🧡 .｡.:*✨≻

The last few dishes were finishing up, so you and Mikey decided to take some of the things out to the table. You enter the living room to see Leo 'ooing', pointing up to above your and Mikey's heads. Mikey's eyes widen as he follows his brother's gaze up to see the mistletoe hanging above you.

A shy smile appears on his face, his cheeks flushed a rosy hue. Mikey's heart races with excitement and nervousness. He was trying to keep his cool, hide his genuine feelings. He was both thrilled and anxious about the possibility of taking your friendship to another level.

Your own cheeks bright red as Raph takes the food from yours and Mikey's hands. You hesitate, feeling a bit nervous with his brothers watching. Raph also sensing this, grabbed Leo and Donnie, dragging them out of the room. A wave of relief wash over you and Mikey as he takes a small step closer, watching Raph leave.

Mikey's gaze turns back to you, excitement and tenderness dancing in his eyes. Slowly, he raised his hand to gently cup your cheek, his touch warm and gentle. With a soft smile, Mikey closed the remaining distance, his lips meeting yours in a sweet and tender kiss beneath the mistletoe.

As Mikey pulled away, his eyes sparkled with a newfound happiness. "Merry Christmas." He whispers, his voice filled with affection.

"Merry Christmas, Mikey." You mumble back, kissing him back.

Mikey's eyes widen in surprise, his heart skipping a beat, and a surge of warmth flooding his system. Wrapping his arms around you, Mikey deepened the kiss, savoring the taste and sensation of your lips moving against his.

Time seemed to stand still as the world around you faded away.

Leaving the two of you in that moment of pure bliss.

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louisandjade · 6 months

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spuffy fic rec, pt.2

part 1

(Unintended) You Could Be by ashcrashed [14k]

No, she hadn’t lost her mind. Because the reasons that made Spike the actual worst also made him the right one for the job.

Domino Effect by Anaross [15k]

Spike slips away unnoticed after Angel gives Buffy the amulet that might help in the final battle and runs directly into a tearful Buffy with a message from the future. AU after End of Days.

Monky Business by Girlytek [18k]

Retconning Dawn is harder than it looks.

In Remission by Quinara [19k]

In the five years Spike's been missing, the world around Buffy has irrevocably changed. The general population has woken up to vampires' existence and the kill count has dropped way down. She's sharing a house with a soulless vampire, still going by the name of Faith. But what does Spike have to do with it? And what does it mean for their future?

Devouring Time by Sigyn [20k]

An apocalypse has ravaged the world. Buffy has lost her friends, and her beloved Spike, and wants nothing more than to die, to rest, but immortality denies her that chance. With nothing more than her scythe and a hint of possibility, she seeks out a goddess of time, who offers her the chance to enter a universe of her own past, to choose a champion and save the world. Buffy knows who she would choose. But how can this Spike, paralyzed, filled with rage, and still in love with Drusilla, possibly be a champion for life, for light, and for the slayer he hates? Only time will tell.

Bring On Christmastime by bewildered [21k]

Welcome, Gentle Readers! Have you ever wondered the true meaning of Christmas? I know I have. But never fear, I, Andrew Wells -- having been privileged to bear witness to a Christmas miracle, in this the year Anno Domini Two Thousand and Two -- shall now share with you the answer, a tale that will warm the cockles of your cold, cold heart and fill you to the brim with tingly, pepperminty Christmas spirit.

There's something about Anne by Frillyria [44k]

Anne is just a regular girl until a not-so-regular boy gets a hold of her - she is thrown into a life outside her control, and has to do what she can to survive - and to choose hope over fear and distrust.

nothing safe is worth the drive (follow you home) by SummerFrost [61k]

Here's the deal: Buffy's got no idea how to beat Glory, or how they're gonna book it across the country in a moldy RV without anyone killing each other, especially now that someone broke one of the beds—and the thought of going home again kinda makes her wanna cry. The one thing she knows is that Spike would follow her anywhere, even like this.

The Key is Donnie Summers by Girlytek [121k]

Response to tempestt's challenge, what if Dawn were Donnie, if the monks had created a brother for Buffy instead of a sister? --complete through Season 5--

Liebestod by Iamblichus [149k]

They really should have known the First Evil wasn't done with them after Sunnydale… Enter: Time-travel, mysterious prophesies, and lots of poetry. BtVS Post-Season 7; Angel AU Season 5. All's well that ends well.

#psa: 'in remission' is not the most feel-good read but it had to be in there imo #maybe follow it up with a bit of fluff lol #spuffy #spike x buffy #buffy x spike #spuffy fic #spuffy fic rec #spuffy fic recs #spuffy ficrec #spuffy ficrecs #mine

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raisin-shell · 5 months

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🍪 Leo please

You and Leonardo had been dating for a couple of months, Leonardo being very new to a relationship found himself in deep thought. A dilemma of sorts you’d say, he had taken Mikey’s advice and invited you over to make Christmas cookies. It was a date! And oh how he wanted to impress you. Luckily for him, Mikey had offered all his top secret recipes and Donatello offered to help obtain all the ingredients needed. Raphael? Well let’s just say he stood there, leaned against the kitchen doorway with this smug look on his face. The reason for this smirk was… he knew a little secret.

Leonardo sighed. What was he to do? You would be there in 15 minutes and he had no earthly clue how to cook, much less bake.

“Surely it can’t be as hard as it looks.”

He swept around the kitchen making sure everything was in order. Glancing up at the time as he paced the floor he thought of an idea.

“Donnie! Our ear coms! You guys can talk me through it!”

“Talk you through what?”

You huff a bit winded from your travels. With that the now confident leader was first to greet you at the entrance of the lair.

“Oh it’s nothing. Come. Let’s get you out of that jacket.”

He chirped now ready to get to this baking. You cooly walked around the kitchen, thoroughly impressed by all the ingredients stacked neatly along the kitchens island. With a curious look the leader helped you put on one of Mikey’s cooking aprons.

“Alright then… you read off the ingredients love and I’ll um…”

He trailed off as his eyes darted around the kitchen, quickly settling on the huge mixing bowl in the center on the island.

“I’ll mix! Yes. How silly of me.”

He held the bowl up nervously and set it back down patiently awaiting your command. You chuckled a little at his uncertainty but it didn’t waver you as you begin listing off each ingredient.

“Let’s see… one cup of butter.”

You began as the leader reached into the refrigerator retrieving a box of butter sticks.

“Donnie… how do I know how much one cup of butter is? They’re sticks.”

He whispered into his ear com as his brothers quickly came to his aid.

“Two sticks. It should be two sticks Leo, you got this.”

Donatello was eagerly sitting at his monitors watching everything that was going down in the kitchen. Leonardo unwrapped the sticks of butter and plopped them down into the bowl.

“Alright, what’s next love?”

“One cup of sugar.”

You rattled off proudly as you watched him moving around the kitchen like a champ.

“Ok. Sugar! Take the clear measuring cup and pour it to the line that says one cup. Easy peasy.”

Mikey piped up into his own com as he joined Donnie’s side in front of the monitors.

“Next ingredient.”

He hummed confidently as you read off the following additions.

“One egg, one teaspoon vanilla, two teaspoons of baking powder and three cups of flour.”

You eyed him as he began grabbing each ingredient listed, filling them to the correct measurements and adding them into the bowl. However your brows furrowed when he put the entire egg into the bowl without cracking it.

“Leonardo don’t you think you should…”

“Not now love. I’m on a roll! Let’s mix these together then shall we?”

You couldn’t help but comply. He had so much excitement in his eyes you didn’t want to ruin the moment. You figured if anything you could just toss the eggshell cookies while no one was looking. The plucky leader reached up into the back of their cupboards to retrieve their electronic mixer Donnie had invented. He turned the mixer on and before you could stop him, he pressed the spinning utensils into the flour, misting the entire kitchen area with dust and chunks of butter. Meanwhile you could hear the commotion and laughter coming from the monitors.

“Hold on just a second Leo. And don’t touch anything I’ll be right back.”

You huffed, determined to find out just what was going on. You stormed into the belly of the lair only to find a disgruntled Donatello and Raph and Mikey laughing hysterically.

“What is so funny?”

You demanded as you approached the three in front of the monitors. You could see a flour covered Leonardo in the kitchen fidgeting madly and talking to what appeared would be himself.

“Well um we were just um…”

Donnie’s voice trailed off as did his glance from you to the floor.

“Yer boy wonder can’t cook. These two knuckleheads been tryin’ ta talk him through it so he can impress you.”

The massive terrapin in red boomed with laughter but not to your amusement.

“Give me those ear coms.”

You held out your hand and demanded much their dismay.

“I suggest you guys find something constructive to do. I’m going back and we’re going to make these cookies.”

You marched right back into the kitchen with a huge smile on your face. He was found in front of the sink trying to wash away all the dust from the flour. You slipped up behind him, tucking your arms around his waste as your lips met the hardness of his shell. He turned around, scooping you up into his arms as your kiss met with his. It was these warm moments that mattered despite the mess that was made.

“You know… you don’t have to hide things from me. I love you for who you are not what you can and can’t do.”

You hummed deeply as you lost yourself in his blue eyes. The leader smiled sheepishly as a deeper color of green graced his cheeks.

“Well, if it wasn’t obvious love… I can’t cook. But perhaps you could teach me?”

And with that, you and your handsome Beau began to clean up the mess and started a new batch. You showed him the proper way to measure things, also cracking the egg open this time and you also allowed him to mix again.

“Now go ahead and place the utensils in the bowl before you turn it on. Start on the lowest setting.”

You walked him through each step one by one until you were surrounded by cooling cookies and the aroma of freshly baked treats filled the room.

“I…I did it! Oh um… we… we did it!”

His voice was squeaky with excitement as you both call everyone into the kitchen. You had made snickerdoodles, peanut butter cookies, sugar cookies and of course Mikey’s favorite chocolate chip. The sugar cookies were cut into tree and stocking and candy canes. All blank and ready for everyone to decorate. Leonardo dipped his finger into the icing and brought it to his lips.

“Who knew that baking would be so delicious and fun.”

He chirped as he put his arm around your waist.

“When I’m with you, I can do anything.”

#teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt bayverse #tmnt #tmnt raphael #tmnt leonardo #bayverse #tmnt donatello #tmnt 2016 #tmnt michelangelo #answered asks

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scholastic-dragon · 2 years

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Could you write what the tmnt boys would be like/do on a rainy day with their s/o who loves rain and thunderstorms? I hope you have a great day!

As someone who dislikes rain and has a fear of thunderstorms....yes I will do this

Rainy Day

By themselves:

None of the guys like leaving the lair (unless it's super important) in rainy weather. It's cold, and the sewers water level rises and gets all over their pants (even more than normal) and they just end up soaked to the bone

So they stay home and relax until the rains over

Raph and Mikey sleep in and catch up on some much needed zzz's

I feel like Raph doesn't like thunderstorms, (he had a nightmare when he was a kid and got woken up by a loud stroke of thunder) so the first brother he sees he'll kinda stick to for the whole day.

They don't mind, everybody is in a really chill mood and Raph's nice company when he's not yelling

Leo doesn't like to stay in bed super late so he'll get up at his normal time and just meander around the lair until someone else gets up

Donnie will either go to bed, or sleep in. He takes rainy days as mental health days, he'll sleep, and eat (all three meals!) with his family and take a nice long shower or bath. It's one of the few days that he actually shuts his brain off.

Splinter still has them train but goes easy on them, simple stuff they've done and mastered a hundred times. (He does it so he can praise them and tell them how proud he is of them)

With an S/O

Their ideal rainy day would be waking up in bed snuggled up with you hearing the rain.

Mikey wants to watch movies with you, or if you feel like it, he'll dare you to try and beat his some of his favorite video game high scores.

Donnie will invite you to join him in his shower/bath. (Let him wash your hair, please, it's one of his favorite things)

Leo won't stay in bed all day, he feels unproductive if he does, but he still wants you by his side. He just wants to do mundane things. Brushing your teeth together, that sleepy small talk as you both get breakfast but have to be quiet so you don't wake anybody else up.

Mikey insists that you help him cook dinner, rain just makes him want to cook big meals. So he'll drag you to the kitchen and teach you how to make their favorite meal (it's probably Mac and cheese)

They have a giant family meal, they invite April, Casey, Vern, and the six of you sit around the living room and eat. (The dining table isn't big enough for all of them). (April, Casey, and Vern wouldn't come over if it was raining too hard, but the boys would make an effort to call April and just check in.

Depending on what season it is, they'll put on a movie that correlates to it. If it's October it'll be a spooky movie, or something supernatural, in late Novemebr and December its Christmas movies.

They'll argue a little bit on movies, but it all stops when Splinter comes in and reminds them of the Remote Rule. Whoever gets the remote first gets to pick the movie.

They'll turn down the jokes, and teasing, and sex jokes and comments when Splinters in the room. But without him its rare that all 4 of them will be quiet for the whole movie

After the movie they all bid each other goodnight and start getting ready for bed.

Donnie and Mikey turns off all their big lights and turn on fairy lights all around their room.

Raph and Leo are willing to do face masks, skin care, and or painting their nails if you want to

In the end it's just a chill day where the boys turn off their brains and do some self care and spend time with their family

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nightyslibrary · 9 months

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(A Short Fic About) A Normal Day With Your Double Mutated Brother

☆ Fandom: rottmnt (au by @heckitall )

☆ Warnings: Nothing!! Just fluff and the boys being silly :]

☆ Word Count: 1432

☆ AO3 Link: N/A

☆ Characters: Leo, Donnie, Mikey

Uhh so I might have written something inspired by Heckl's comics and drawings :] go check his comics/artwork out!! Hope you like it (and happy birthday!!) (Also if there is any mistake... well, lets say its because it is 1 am)

When it came to playing video games the twins would always end up getting too invested in it, which either would turn up to them fixating on the game for hours or fighting over who could beat it in “the right way”. Even when the games were two player ones, they’d still do the same thing.

Not so surprisingly, this didn’t change even when Donnie became twice his size. Instead now the boys were sitting in Leo’s room, Leo laying his back on Donnie and playing the new the Legend of Zelda game on their switch. Donnie was watching the screen with joy, his tail wagging, and at times chirping to Leo.

“See? I can do the puzzles quite well.” Leo said without looking away from the screen. “I had told you.”

Donnie chirped as a response, as if making fun of Leo.

Leo turned to him, “Just because I got stuck it doesn’t mean I am not good with them. Now let’s go back to the depths, since somebody thinks I can’t handle it.”

The double mutated turtle smirked, making turtle sounds, before noticing something on the screen and pointing.

“Wha- oh shi--!” He yelped as he moved with Donnie’s arms holding him, making various sounds in the meantime. As Leo turned back his attention to the game, bleeping as he continued playing it with Donnie commenting at times once again. Just like before Donnie’s situation, as if nothing had changed. Everybody in the lair would agree this was nice.

Neither of them was sure how long had passed when Mikey entered with a smile on his face. “Are you two still playing Tears of the Kingdom?” He asked as he approached them.

“Yep.” Leo replied.

“It’s been five hours.” Mikey said.

“Uh-huh.”

“Which means nobody would say anything if I interrupted you for very important reasons.” He grinned.

“Wrong.” Leo responded.

“Don’t think Raphie or dad would agree.” Mikey said, knowing very well that he was right and the two would hear about how they shouldn’t sit down and play video games, forgetting to take care of themselves such as eating. Not to mention how Raph would take this to his advantage and get the switch for himself, not letting Leo play for the rest of the day.

The slider sighed and starred at his younger brother, knowing very well that Mikey had won. He saved his game and put the switch aside. Meanwhile, Donnie huffed from behind. “Soooo tell us about whatever that is very important?” Leo asked as he got up.

“I was thinking about how long the lair has been the same, and about how nice it would be to redecorate it.” Mikey explained.

“You’re the artist Mike, not us.” Leo pointed out.

“Weeeellll, I wasn’t only thinking about art. Remember the Christmas lights?”

Leo squinted at Mikey. “You want to decorate the lair with Christmas lights.”

“Yes!”

“In August.”

“Yeah!”

“…”

“You’ll ignore Halloween?!” Leo gasped, a bit dramatically.

“We can have Halloween later on!” Mikey retorted. “I just want to have some bright lights around, and maybe a few other new stuffs. A colorful lair wouldn’t hurt anyone, instead it would bring joy! Also, it is for art and creativity!”

“So, you mean you want to,” Leo snickered, and his brothers knew what was coming. “Lighten up the mood.”

Mikey groaned, while Donnie growled, both hating the pun. Leo giggled at his own joke, proud of it.

“Ignoring Leo’s terrible pun for my sanity, all I am saying is it would be nice if you could help.” The youngest said.

“Eh, sure.” Leo shrugged, not that he could say no. Donnie got on his feet too, careful to not accidentally knock anything down. He was still getting used to his new size.

With Mikey’s lead they walked out, heading to where Mikey already had the boxes filled with Christmas lights. “We can start from here, and then move to the living room. Leo, can you get the lower parts done?”

“Call it done already.” The slider winked as he walked towards a box.

Mikey joined him, grabbing lights from a different box, “Donnie can you help me? I need to reach the higher parts.”

Donnie chirped as he leaned for Mikey to climb on his shoulders, just like how he did with Raph. He carefully climbed and then patted Donnie’s shoulder to confirm he was ready. Donnie churred happily, he stood up again.

So, they began redecorating the lair with the lights, leaving some walls empty so Mikey could draw on them. In the meantime, they chatted, talking about various things and unimportant stuff. Filling the silence with happy chatter. Mikey would talk about his next art projects, then mention something that inspirited him, Leo would ask about it, and the conversation would go on.

It was just like every single time they spent time together, yet it was everything Donnie could ask for. The chatter of his brothers, Mikey’s unexpected ideas, Leo’s dumdum jokes… It was comforting for him.

So, comforting that---

CHURRR

Leo and Mikey stopped talking, looking at Donnie with surprise and glee. Donnie confusedly looked Leo and then at Mikey. As silence was the only answer, Donnie realized what he just had done. His brothers’ exclamation confirmed his fear:

“OH MY GOSH!!!” Mikey grinned as he jumped down to see Donnie better. “DID YOU DO THAT?!”

“DID YOU JUST CHURR?!” Leo wheezed.

Donnie chirped a lot, trying his best in his situation. It didn’t help that Leo kept laughing, and Mikey kept saying he sounded like a happy cat. Maybe if Donnie was his not double mutated self, he would’ve acted cooler and kept calm. But he was not and all he could do chirping. Which frustrated him even more, resulting him running out of the room.

Leo and Mikey were quick to follow him.

Donnie had lay under a pile of clothes, most of them being his hoodies and some of Raph’s sweaters that Raph had helped him wear (and later Donnie hadn’t let Raph get them back) in his room. His tail was visible, wagging angrily.

The two brothers approached carefully, not to startle him. Mikey looked at Leo, unsure what to do or say. He was feeling a bit bad for Donnie, but he still couldn’t help thinking that he behaved like a cat. Leo wasn’t feeling much different. He knew that he shouldn’t have laughed that much, while Donnie was still upset with his double this whole situation.

Leo was first to speak, “Uh hey Dee, mind if we join you?”

A growl.

“Aww come on, we got something to show you.” He said cheerfully, Mikey looked at him confusedly. The slider winked at him, meaning he had a plan.

Donnie didn’t leave the pile, but got his head out of it, enough to be able to see them. Leo grinned, and then chirped. Donnie’s eyes widened, surprised, and confused.

“I thought you had stopped doing it and were unable to anymore.” Mikey squinted at Leo.

“Well, maybe Donnie’s chirping has helped me figure it out, couldn’t it be?” He spoke.

Before Mikey could say anything and tell his disbelief, Donnie chirped.

Leo turned his attention back to him, “I have absolutely no idea what I am saying though, but- chirp!”

“Are you sure about not knowing what you’re saying?” Mikey questioned.

“Chiirp.” Leo smirked.

This seemed to lift Donnie’s mood a bit though. His tail was wagging in the happy way, and he began chirping again. Mikey joined too, since he never had hidden the fact that he still could chirp. Soon the room was filled with chirping of every sort, and the snickering of Mikey and Leo among them at times when one of them made a funny sounding one.

As the boys' conversation changed with the passing time, Leo turned to Mikey. "About the Christmas lights... you're definitely up to something." He said. "Could it be a prank against Raph?"

"Please, I would never." Mikey responded, obviously guilty. He didn't need to say it to confirm Leo's guess when he happily stimmed the way he'd do when he was excited for something.

"Get ready for a surprised Raph yelp, Dee." Leo looked at the clock on his phone. Then looked at Donnie. "He'd wake up any moment now."

Donnie chirped in response, letting Leo pet his back. Something that kept Donnie relaxed, they'd discovered.

Then they heard the surprised yelp, as Leo had guessed:

"ITS CHRISTMAS?!"

Leo and Donnie turned to Mikey, who was giggling. "Brumation prank," He grinned. "Never gets old."

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iheartchv · 8 months

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CAN WE HAVE MORE ABOUT THIS SILLY RABBIT?

(JUST LOOK AT HIS SMILE HE'S SOOOO CUTEEEEE 🥹)

Sure thing 😊 (he's so cute, I agree ❤ also I'm sorry if it feels rushed, I still have IRL stuff going on that is mentally draining, but I am trying to find ways to destress; I'm not fully ready to come back to being on tumblr like I used to)

🐇Usagi x Y/N imagine/HC🐇

You meet Usagi for the first time during Christmas time when the Turtles and Splinter invited their friends over for Christmas dinner

Leo had introduced you to him

"Oh, so you're the Y/N talked about?"

"It's an honor to meet you."

"Leonardo-san is lucky to have a friend like you to take care of him."

You blushed at his compliments, thanking him.

Honestly, Usagi wasn't hard to get along with

He was similar to Leo, having honor and right morals

As you got to talk to him, you wanted to be around him more

When it was time to leave, Usagi was such a gentleman:

He took your hands and and gave the back of them ... and your fingers a kiss... something he learned about etiquette from Donnie

However that didn't stop your heart from beating hard and your cheeks warm with blush

Next time he came back to visit, you showed him around New York, in the city you lived in (in a disguise of course)

There was so much to do, and see, but so litttle time

Whatever you did with Usagi, he loved every minute of it

You took him to your favorite spot

It was a place to think, meditate, be with yourself and your thoughts. And it was high enough from anyone interrupting you

Usagi watched the sunset with you

"I liked spending some time with you today"

"I wished there was more time... I don't want today to end..."

You would look over at him every now and then to see him stare out at the horizon

You looked away when you seen his eyes meet yours

However you don't catch the small smile that crossed his face a few times...

As he too looked back at you as you looked ahead at the warm colored sky

Before he entered the portal back to Second Earth, you gave him a hug

And he hugged you back

It felt nice

Made you feel so warm and fuzzy inside

"Till we meet again... Y/N."

He said with a smile

And the way he said your name made your heart skip a beat

That night, you couldn't stop thinking about him...

When sleep finally took hold of you, you relived the memories of the day along with a few thoughts of your subconscious mingled in...

You dreamed that you gave him a sweet soft kiss instead of hugging him

And that he gave you one back

Morning rays broke through your window, waking you from dream land

However the dream stayed in the back of your mind, and you would be daydreaming

When was Usagi coming back...?

Hope this will satisfy for now 😁😊🐇💙

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ramzawrites · 1 year

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Christmas Kiss - Donatello x Reader

FEM

Pairings: Donatello x Reader

Characters included: Donatello, Leonardo, Raphael, Michelangelo, April, Shelldon

Warnings: n/a

Series: A request!

Summary: Y/N is helping Donnie with the lights for christmas since the family was so nice to invite them over for the holidays. Unbenkownst to the two the rest of the family is using this to finally set the two up via mistletoe.

Request: Hello Ram! 💕

Can I request a long Christmas fluff oneshot with prompts: “Look up, there’s mistletoe!” from Mikey, “Um, D-donnie? You k-know what that means, r-right?” and [An unexpected kiss that shocks the one receiving it.] about Rottmnt Donnie getting caught under the mistletoe with shy!fem!human!reader together at his home? Hint#1: This mistletoe idea was Mikey, Leo, Raph, Splinter, April and Shelldon's matchmaking plan! 😂 Hint#2: Shelldon who holds a mistletoe because he is so very mischievous matchmaker robot, haha. 😂 I live for flustered Rottmnt Donnie! 💘 Please??

~🍓 (she)

Word count: 2780

Authors Note: I'm sorry this is so late but I've been busier than I thought I would be around this time but I still wanted to finish this request and post it. I know it's like a full month after the holiday season but I hope you will still enjoy this.

Y/N did not have anything planned for this holiday season and she was loving it. Her parents were living a few states over and decided to finally travel around for the holiday season since for their last wedding anniversary the family got together to gift them a vacation. The rest of the family was either too far away or decided to do their own thing as well and seeing how all her roommates were off to visit their own families for their respective holidays, Y/N had the small apartment for herself.

She didn’t need to decorate, she didn’t need to plan out a dinner with her family. No, she was just planning on sitting in her room with some microwavable food and watching one of her favorite shows on her laptop. The most stressful part would just be the phone calls on Christmas day but those would go over fast.

Now when her friends, aka the four turtle mutants and April, heard about this they were absolutely aghast. Some more than others. Apparently, they couldn’t allow Y/N being alone on Christmas Eve and promptly invited her over for the day. They even roped her into coming over every now and again to help with decorating, baking cookies and the like.

And while Y/N tended to get stressed out when it comes to social interaction, she actually enjoyed the time with them.

Everyone seemed to have their own job. Mikey took care of the food for the holidays, Raph and April were the ones looking for a Christmas tree, Splinter went into the Hidden City to deal with any kind of shopping, Leo took care of most of the decoration while Donnie helped him when it came to the lights and even the music. Though the others kept looking over his music choices just to be sure.

Since out of all the people Y/N got along with Donnie the best, he immediately assigned her to lights duty alongside him. He also might have used this as an excuse to start teaching Y/N about simple electronics and the like. Y/N once said that she would love to be able to actually talk with him about his inventions but just didn’t have the knowledge. Now he sometimes took the chance to begin teaching her things.

And Y/N has really been trying her best to follow along which Donnie noticed and appreciated hence why she was allowed to go into his lab with his permission when he wasn’t in the lair. Usually this would only happen when the group needed some technical back up during missions.

This usually ended up with Y/N hurriedly working on Donnie’s computer while Donnie’s AI Shelldon told her what to do. This was also the reason why Y/N and Shelldon were pretty much besties at this point. So much so that Shelldon would sometimes ignore Donnie’s orders to do some fun things with Y/N when she was around. During his rebellious phase he even snuck over to Y/N’s apartment to complain to her about Donnie.

The phrase “Y/N would let me do this.” Was sometimes heard thrown through Donnie’s lab ever since then.

This coupled with the simple fact that the shy Y/N but was the most comfortable with Donnie and since he himself acted more like a father towards Shelldon, the others would joke that the two were divorced and Shelldon was their child. The bot loves playing into it so much so that he was moaning about not having two Christmases when the others invited Y/N over for the holidays.

Y/N laughed as she wrapped the last bit of the lights around the tree that Raph brought in together with April, Shelldon hovered around her head, obscuring her vision “Shell, please, I can’t see where I’m putting the lights down like that. Besides if you get so close some of the pine leaves or the cable might get tangled up in your rotor blades.”

He did indeed fly to the side but not before bumping his little head against Y/N’s cheek “Don’t worry, dude. I, like, totally know what I’m doing.”

“Oh, that is straight up a lie, Shelldon.” Donnie hissed. He was sitting on a beanbag and was currently hastily repairing a cable with electrical tape that Shelldon accidentally ripped by tangling it up in his blades.

“That is in the past, bruh. I know better now.” The bot only replied as he slowly flew over to Y/N’s now free arms. She immediately caught him knowing this behavior of him pretty well by now. Frankly he loved being a bit more rebellious when Y/N was around and hanging around her since he knew that Donnie wouldn’t be outright mad at her.

And Y/N very much knew she was being used as a human shield but didn’t mind it too much. She loved the little guy after all. She might be shy and isn’t one to immediately shoot back a sarcastic comment, but she is content with teasing Donnie a bit by helping Shelldon.

Donnie just sighed “You are lucky that you only destroyed the outer layer and not actually the wire inside and be glad that your rotor blades didn’t get destroyed as well, then again, I would have been more disappointed in myself if a simple flimsy cable would destroy them.”

While Donnie spoke Shelldon leaned more against Y/N, she wasn’t sure if he just did it for show or if he actually enjoyed the contact. She knew he is a sentient AI but how far all of this went she had no idea.

When the robot didn’t respond Donnie turned around to see him snuggled up in Y/N arms. She would have expected a snarky comment from him but instead he looked almost amused. Maybe the holiday season was getting even to very matter-of-factly mutant.

Y/N couldn’t help but blush as he just kept staring at her and Shelldon with a raised drawn-on eyebrow and a soft smile.

He seemed to catch on himself that he was staring, he cleared his throat and walked towards the nearest wall to hang the recently repaired cable with the lights up.

“Okay, lazy bones, these are the last of the lights.”

Y/N might be shy, but she was at this point good friends with Donnie which meant she couldn’t let the insult stand like this “Lazy bones? Shell and I put on all the lights on the tree. We were the ones working while you were sitting comfortably on the beanbag.”

He let out an annoyed, yet clearly sarcastic, huff “Scoff! Backtalk from you? Shelldon is a bad influence on you, Y/N.”

Of course, Shelldon had to immediately roll his eyes “Sure. Anyway, if all the lights are up, do you want me to get the others to take a look?”

Donnie nodded as he took another look at the cables, checking if everything was connected correctly “Yes, that would be very much appreciated. I’m sure they want to see how this all turned on as well.”

Y/N let go of the little drone so he could fly off and call the others to the living room where the three have been working. It didn’t take long for the rest of the family to come sauntering into the room and take a look around to see the, turned off, lights all around them.

Mikey was carrying a plate with some decorated cookies, he walked around and happily pressed one into everyone’s hands. Y/N had to giggle when she saw that the cookie that she was holding was decorated with her own face. The cookie had blushing cheeks to properly show off how she tended to be around everyone. Looking over at Donnie’s cookie she could see his had pulled down thick eyebrows while still sporting a big smile. It made him look like some kind of evil scientist and honestly that tracked.

“May someone turn off the lights!” Donnie pointed into the air theatrically before biting into his cookie. Y/N just shily begun nibbling on her cookie. It was a good cookie! It was! She just felt a bit on edge seeing how everyone filed in to see what Donnie, Shelldon and, of course, she herself worked on.

Speaking of Shelldon, he was nowhere to be seen. Weird, Y/N was sure he would have loved to see the lights. Then again he has been up for a while maybe he took the time since the job was done to recharge?

“Turning the lights off!” Raphael exclaimed happily and did just that. Y/N instinctively stepped a bit closer to Donnie even though she knew there would be light in a few seconds anyway.

There was a soft click as suddenly the room was bathed in a soft festive light. Multicolored lights shone bright and illuminated the room. There were a few oohs and aahs as the family spun around to take a look how all the lights wrapped around the room and filled the room with its lights.

The tree, albeit without any decoration besides the lights yet, looked especially nice. It was then that Y/N realized that she was beginning to get into the whole festive mood as well. Her eyes wide open as she took everything in. She was excited. Excited to hang out with her second family.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about! Good job you guys!” April complimented their work.

Mikey was practically bouncing “Oh! I’m so excited! This looks already great if we add more decoration this will look fantastic!”

“And I already have plenty of ideas!” Leo added proudly.

“Yeah, you three did an awesome job.” Raph smiled as he took another moment to stare at the tree he worked so hard with April to bring into the sewers.

Donnie softly laid his hand on Y/N’s shoulder, which spooked her for a second, and addressed his family “Of course we did! After all Y/N and I here have fantastic eyes for aesthetics!”

Leo couldn’t help himself as he let out a snort “Y/N, maybe. You? Eh.”

This earned him a hard stare from Donnie and surprisingly Leo backed down, maybe he felt more charitable due to the season “Alright, alright. You do know what you are doing… sometimes. Good job, Don. You too, Y/N, of course.”

Y/N could only nod to that, happy that the family didn’t hate the work she put into all of this. Almost if Donnie could read her mind or sense her worries he squeezed her shoulder once more before letting go. Almost as if to say “See? All good.” But maybe she was reading too much into this simple interaction.

Suddenly Mikey began to giggle for no apparent reason but when Leo, Raph and April also sported mischievous grins suddenly Y/N thought that she must be missing something vital. Or they were laughing because of her, for some reason. Did she have something on her face?

Donnie turned around but saw nothing, looking confused at his family “Okay, why are you all looking like that?”

Mikey pointed up towards the ceiling “Someone already started with the decorations. Look, a mistletoe.”

Both Donnie and Y/N followed Mikey’s finger and looked up. What they saw was Shelldon who had a mistletoe strapped to his body.

Donnie let out a surprised squawk and jumped to the left, pulling Y/N along but Shelldon just followed along.

It was quiet but Y/N could hear how Leo sputtered out a silent “Wow, rude.” Towards his twin’s action.

No one dared to say anything. Y/N just kept staring at her hands as she kneaded them nervously. Her face felt like it was on fire, and she did not want to look at Donnie. Or rather she wished Donnie wouldn’t see her while her face was probably a good few shade darker.

A mistletoe. A tradition she hadn’t even thought about. Was this planned? Surely someone must have put it on Shelldon to begin with but why would anyone do that? Oh god they were all just looking at them. Can she run away? It’s not like the thought of kissing Donnie is gross or anything, in fact maybe her mind had wandered to this here and there, but this was a lot right now.

Did they somehow find out she had a crush on the purple genius? Was she too obvious? Hey wouldn’t it be funny if right now Hypnoptamus decided to pull something stupid and activate the brothers villain alarm thing? Honestly, if that would happen right now Y/N would personally thank him.

Finally, Y/N dared to look towards her best friend. He stood stock still. His eyes also downcast towards his hands. He was blushing? Y/N could tell he tried his best to scowl but hanging around him for so long she could tell it was more to save his bad boy persona than anything.

The way he mirrored the pose Y/N was just in she had to think that he must be going through something similar in his mind, like she just had. But that would mean that he might actually-

He suddenly turned to look at her. The way he looked so unsure. So self-conscious. It didn’t fit him.

It’s rare she saw him like this. Usually only when the two hung out late into the night and the two began talking about their personal issues.

“So, uh, a mistle-mistletoe. It’s a, uh, you kn-know what th-that means?” In that moment Y/N could have kicked herself. Of course, he would know! She wanted to lighten up the mood but then said this for some reason. Stupid! Stupid, stupid, stupid!

When Donnie didn’t react. Not even a flinch, a bat of his eyes, Y/N wanted to apologize. Maybe just give his cheek a peck and the family would have to be satisfied with this. The peck alone would be agonizing for Y/N but if it would mean the two could get out of this awkward standstill, she was ready to sacrifice herself like that. Donnie really looked like he was about to pass out.

Just as she made her mind up to do just that, to apologize Donnie finally moved. In a blink of an eye, he surged forward and pressed his lips against hers.

It felt like Y/N’s heart exploded in her chest. Donnie held onto Y/N’s arms tentatively more to probably ground himself rather than to hold her in place. She was sure that if she wanted, she could get out of his hold easily. But she didn’t.

The kiss probably only lasted a few seconds but it felt ten times more than that. She could feel the tremble in Donnie’s hands on her arms, his eyes pressed close and eyebrows pulled together while Y/N couldn’t help but stare.

When he let go and moved a step back, he turned to his dumbstruck family, apparently they didn’t think this would happen even if they might have set this up, and in a very shaky voice he turned to Shelldon “I will have a word with you later, mister.”

Y/N couldn’t help but move her fingers up to ghost over her own lips where Donnie just was moments before. Did that just happen? This wasn’t some weird dream, right? It happened all so fast.

Donnie returned his attention to his family “Happy now? Shoo you all. You have things to do, no?”

Thank Mikey for having the emotional intelligence of the family, he was the one who indeed shooed everyone away even while April and Leo had their mouths wide open and tried to fight against him. Raph simply picked the two up though and they left the room. Shelldon left as well, probably thought that if he stayed Donnie would start reprimanding him then and there.

Donnie turned to Y/N who was still standing around as if she was in a daze “Are you- Um, I just, my brothers were and uh, I just wanted them to- I’m sorry.”

But Y/N shook her head “It’s…” she tried to look for a more eloquent word that might calm him down but couldn’t land on anything better besides “fine.”

Donnie looked incredulously at her “It… is?” He was still blushing and in that moment the word cute popped inside Y/N’s head.

She nodded “I’m happy.” She said while letting out a deep breath of air. As if trying to release any tension she had in her body. She couldn’t help to chuckle out of pure euphoria, her crush just kissed her “I’m happy.” She exclaimed more confidently.

Donnie was just as nervous, but the tension seemed to slowly leave his body as well and he released a hearty chuckle “I am too.”

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sleepwrites · 1 year

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In honour of christmas, under the mistletoe with the turtles! (Pronouns are not mentioned so can be taken as any)

As a joke Raph’s brothers hung mistletoe above his door, so that when you visited you were FORCED to kiss

You two had been dating for almost 3 months now so they figured it was about time.

It was pretty cold out, you were walking hime from school after an incredibly exhausting day, all you wanted now was to watch cheesy Christmas movies with your boyfriend.

Once you got to the lair, you were so tired that you couldn’t even notice the mistletoe hanging above the entrance to Raph’s room.

Before you could even call out for Raph he immediately opened his door and gave you a massive hug!

You both laughed as he held you before gently setting you down. Only then did you notice something right above you two.

Oh. It was mistletoe.

Raph’s face immediately blended in with his bandana and he started apologising profusely.

You just chuckled and brought him down to your height before planting a kiss on his lips.

That seemed to shut him up.

He stayed like that for a minute processing what just happened before grinning, carefully wrapping a hand around your waist and giving you a kiss, happily returned by you.

“Maybe, maybe we do that more?”

Ah the 25th of December, who didn’t love it? The smell of fresh plum pudding in the oven, the sounds of little kids having snowball fights.

Oh and of course the laughs and snarky comments of a certain blue turtle boyfriend of yours.

Today you were invited to come to the lair and watch some Christmas movies with all of the Hamato clan.

Splinter had mentioned that would include you once you and Leo finally got married.

What you didn’t know was that your favourite face man had a couple of tricks up his sleeve to annoy you a bit.

For example, he managed to hang multiple mistletoes above the entrance to the lair as he stood there, patiently waiting for your arrival.

Once you finally came he didn’t rush to greet you as he usually did, picking you up by the waist, twirling you around and setting you down with a peck on your forehead.

This time he stood there, waving with a devious smile etched onto his face.

You were suspicious of course, come on this was Leo but still you failed to notice to white and green plants hanging above his head.

You met Leo where he stood and he greeted you in the normal way before asking you to look up.

Oh.

There they were, half a dozen mistletoe plants dangling above you two, sloppily tied and glued to the ceiling with ribbon.

Leo was grinning, extremely close to bursting with laughter at the look in your face.

“Whats wrong Y/N? Turtle got your tongue?”

No, you were just planning your next moves veeeeery carefully.

“Oh well, you got me Leon,” you had said. Leo laughed once more. “I did didn’t I? Come on we have to-“ he started while beginning to walk of but you caught his hand and spun him around.

“No no, we have to abide by the rules of mistletoe,” you said nonchalantly. Leo’s face filled with red. “W-what? What do you- oh OH, you want me to-“ he muttered as he eyed your lips.

You simply nodded and leaned in a little closer, closing your eyes and waiting for him with your hand behind your back

After a few seconds of nothing you felt Leo’s lips on yours. Smiling slightly you unfurled your hands from behind you and wrapped them around the slider’s neck.

Leo did the same, tentatively placing his hands around your waist.

As you parted you saw Leo’s signature smirk making its way onto his face.

“Man I need to start putting these up more if thats whats going to happen each time…”

It was finally FINALLY Christmas. And with it came many pleasant surprises. There was a coat of snow over the city. Your teachers, in the spirit of Christmas, had canceled classes for everyone.

It was like the universe had aligned for this very moment, you were finally able to have a peaceful moment with your boyfriend.

During the evening you texted Donnie, asking if he could come over. His didn’t reply didn’t come. Fortunately for you a certain purple clad turtle did.

Within 5 minuted of you sending the text you heard a tap at your window.

With a grin slowly pushing its way onto your face you rushed to your window, shoving it open to let your genius inside.

“Y/N my darling! Its been far too long,” he said leaning against the outside of your window sill. Spreading his arms out with his head tilted upwards.

You giggled and rolled your eyes. “Its been like a day since you last saw me,”

Donnie opened his eyes and lowered his arms, a look of surprise and shock replacing his previous happy features.

“Um dove? Did you know that THAT was there?”

You peaked your head out of the window to see what he was looking at.

Mistletoe, your building supervisor had thought it fit to decorate the roofs with mistletoe.

“O-oh, no Donnie I swear I never-, I had no idea, you know what? Just come inside and-,” you started to stutter through an apology, your face as red as a tomato.

“Y/N its-its fine really, do you care?” He asked, completely dropping the ‘bad-boy’ attitude.

You closed your eyes slowly shook you head, unconsciously leaning forwards.

Donnie tentatively placed a hand around your waist to drag you closer to him.

“Then I don’t mind either” he said as he closed the gap between you two.

Slowly, you wrapped you arms around his neck, making sure he was ok with the touch. He leaned closer slightly and you felt him smiling into the kiss.

Once you parted you sighed and smiled at him.

Quickly Donnie regained his ‘bad boy’ attitude and smiled nonchalantly, as if you two did this everyday.

“For *ahem* research purposes, could we do that once more?”

Christmas was always a wonderous time, the lighting was always really amazing the colours sparkled through the air.

Which was why you and your boyfriend, Mikey were seated at the top of a building, sitting against a wall.

Mikey was sitting criss-cross happily drawing with his sketchbook on his right leg, one hand using his pencil and the other holding your hand.

You had no idea what he was drawing but you didn’t really mind.

The one hand, that wasn’t holding Mikey’s green one, held your chin as you smiled lovingly at Mikey.

There was just something about how he focused as he drew, the way his tongue slightly stuck out. How his eyes crinkled with concentration.

Oh how lucky you were.

Suddenly, disturbing your quiet admiration of your turtle, Mikey exclaimed “Done!”

It was quite evident at what happened, he was done with his drawing.

“Awesome! Could I see?” You asked, inching closer to the box turtle.

Mikey looked at you and grinned, “Duh! Its for you! Think of it as a appetiser, for your real Christmas present,”

Mikey folded the drawing carefully and handed it to you.

You let go of Mikey’s hand and took it, opening it.

There, etched onto the paper was an incredibly detailed drawing of a mistletoe. You gasped quietly.

“Mikey, this is amazing! Your amazing!” You exclaimed looking at him a light blush dusted the orange turtles face.

“Aw thanks Y/N!” He said pulling you into a hug. You hugged back and noted the fact that Mikey smelled of sewer stink and spray paint.

Suddenly, looking at the mistletoe once more you had an idea.

You pulled away from Mikey abruptly and stuck your arm out, having the mistletoe drawing dangle from your thumb and pointer finger.

Mikey looked confused. Before it dawned on him, his eyes widening and he turned red.

Meanwhile, you were smiling innocently waiting for what he would do.

Mikey blinked, shrugged and pressed his lips onto yours. You lower the picture and set it down carefully before bringing your hands to cup Mikey’s cheeks. Mikey’s hands then went to place his hand over yours, drinking in their warmth.

After a minute or so you two parted. You put your forehead on his.

“Gee Y/N, when did you get so sneaky?”

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missbeautyandherbeast · 4 months

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Ways to My Heart

Donatello X Reader

Summary: Request: Originally based on “Ways to Break My Heart” by Ed Sheeran but it got healthier

A/n: Apparently I appear every Christmas and rewrite an old prompt. And now that I'm older and healthier, it's kinda fun. And y'all were right, we're not about to be a rebound. So, for my dear @witchancunin, I hope you don't mind that it's been four years.

Autumn was settling in. With the wave after wave of rain that we had, there were little colors to the dying trees. Some scientific reason about fungi and decay. Donnie had explained it, but I barely payed attention.

Not that I wasn’t paying attention to him: I was too focused. We were working on a new lego set and I had one to many to drink to pit the small plastic pieces together so he took over and his fingers though larger than mine, were so nimble and they pursued the legos with ease as he assembled a BD-1 droid: my present to him after we finished The Fallen Order together.

The thought of us playing made me smile. I played through most of the game, getting my Star Wars fix, but when it became too difficult, I’d get so frustrated and Donnie would laugh and take the controller from me and defeat whatever stood in my way. I loved and hated him for it.

But that didn’t change the fact that New York was wet and colorless.

I took the hidden alley, now slick with today’s chilled rain, and followed the path down to his home and the warmth it offered. And when winter came and I missed the heat of my hometown—which was safe and sound in the middle of Georgia—four brothers did their best to keep me temperate: Mikey was all hugs; Raphael actually knitted me a sweater last winter (yes it was purple, no I don’t want to talk about it); Leo let me invade his space now and again if he was meditating; and Donnie… well there was no place warmer than his lab. Between the tech and the constant blush he knew how to get on my face and down my neck… it was where I spent most of my time.

“Still no color,” I sighed, shrugging off my coat and hanging it in my usual spot by his door.

“I told you there wouldn’t bet be,” His eyes flashed to mine before returning to his project.

“A girl can dream,” A smile touched my lips as I wandered over to see what he was working on.

In front of him was a circuit board and he was soldering wires to the metal with such precision. I left him to it, having no idea the plans in his head of creation, and I found my book on one of his other work stations. Picking it up, I resumed reading—a romance novel I let myself indulge in now and again when I was over stressed. This one was about chess and it was set in Jersey, which I found hysterical.

I must have made a sound, or a face, or some sort of tell because I heard his voice pulling me from the fictional world.

“What did Nolan do now?” Donnie asked, pushing back from his desk and over to where I was curled up.

“Not Nolan,” the story’s main guy. “It’s Oz. He’s definitely telling off Mallory right now,”

“Oooo what did she do?” I had his full attention. And it wasn’t the first time. He insisted that every time I read a book I tell him about it, despite the many insistings that he read them himself.

“I like your perspective,” He told me once. “Books are dull, dry, but you bring them alive,”

So, I launched into the tale, weaving the complexities of the plot with my words and gestures, the poor book being waved around. And all the while his eyes stayed on mine, and he gave the softest smile that belonged to only me.

He always kept me warm.

When it go late enough, and we had joined his family in having pizza and watching tv (we were currently going through the newer She-Ra on Netflix), I had to trek back out into the cold.

“Let me take you home,” Donnie piped up, seeing me get my coat and boots.

“I’m a big girl, I can handle it,” I rolled my eyes.

“I know,” He said with such certainty. “Let me do it anyway.” There was that warmth again.

“Okay,”

Raph gave me a knowing look but I ignored him.

And like greeting an old friend, we had our routine. Donnie would stay, and we’d curl up on my couch and watch old reruns of Doctor Who until we were both asleep in the comfort of my apartment.

And it was warm.

……………………………….

Then April came.

And God it was so nice to have a friend who was in on the secret. We explored New York together, had movie nights, and so many girl talks that may have involved some alcohol.

But it meant I had to watch Donnie fall head over heels for her—from my usual spot in his lab, as he showed her all of his projects, chattering happily.

I told myself it didn’t bother me. And it didn’t.

Sorta.

Maybe?

Shut up.

Hiding it from Donnie was easy. Hiding it from the rest of his family? Not so much.

“You okay kid?” Raph asked, standing beside me as Donnie explained the entire Shell-Razer to April.

“Why wouldn’t I be?” My voice was low.

“Because my brother’s an ass,”

I laughed humorlessly. “We weren’t together Raph.” A shrug fell from my shoulders as I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to fight off the lingering chill. “It’s fine. I’m—fine.”

It was a few weeks later that I came to the lair; always having an excuse to not accompany April. I could see it in her eyes that she knew something was up, but she didn’t call me out on it—yet.

“Miss Y/n,” Splinter stopped me as I entered.

“Master Splinter,” I gave a small head nod.

“Let’s talk child,” His words caught me off guard.

“Um. Okay,” I followed him to the meditation room that was lit softly with sparse candles.

“You have not been coming around as often.” It was a statement. Not a question.

“Yeah,” I knew no excuse would work on the old master, and the father of four boys.

“Is everything alright?” He rose an eyebrow and I gave a feeble lie:

“Yeah,”

He nodded. “Let’s try that again. Everything is not alright.”

Tears glossed my vision and the familiar pain flooded my chest like ice. I tilted my chin back, holding my head high.

“Master, there’s nothing I can do.” I opened my mouth to continue trying to find the courage. “I care deeply for him,” My eyes trained on a candle flame. “But I never told him and… that’s my consequence to live with,”

“I see,” His wise voice held so much understanding that it washed over me. “And because of that choice, you do not come around as often?”

“It hurts less,” That was the simple fact. “I don’t have to watch him…”

“Chase after April?” Splinter filled in knowing.

“Yeah.”

He nodded. “Perhaps you and April should talk,”

“Look, I don’t—“

“Y/n,” He cut me off and I pursed my lips. “April is your best friend, and I have a feeling she wants to help you,”

“I know,” He was right, and maybe hearing git gave me the courage to say something after all. A smile touched my lips. “Thanks Sensei.”

“I care about my family,” He said. “And that includes my daughters,”

Tears stung my eyes again as he gave me a hug.

“Thank you,”

“Of course, child,”

……………………………………….

April and I did sit down and talk. More of she called me out on moping and avoiding the subject. So, we sat on our fire escape and talked. About everything.

She knew when she first got there that there was something going on between Donnie and me. And though she loved the brothers, she didn’t like Donnie that way. She also knew that was the reason I was avoiding going to the lair.

“I’m sorry,” She said.

“For what?” I almost laughed.

“Because, before I came, there would have been no doubt that you and Donnie would be together by now,”

“Hey I wouldn’t trade you for anything,” I smiled. “And if… if Donnie wants to be… whatever the heck this is, I can handle it.”

“But you shouldn’t have to,” April said. “I want you to be happy Y/n. And I want you back at the lair. I… I just want you to have your life back,”

“It wouldn’t be as fun without you.”

“I know,” She laughed. “But I am going to talk to Donnie,” She must have seen the horror on my face. “Not about you! God no! But I’m gonna tell him that I don’t feel that way about him, and hopefully he gets the message,”

I nodded. “Thanks April,”

When April had told me that Donnie took their talk semi-well, I still gave it a few weeks before I headed to the lair, not wanting to have to pick up the aftermath of his shattered fantasy.

With end of Spring, I had my family back.

There was a cool distance between Donnie and I that was slowly thawing until I was back in his lab reading and he was fidgeting with his tools. It took another week for him to ask me about my book. And another week for him to take me home. And a few more days for his smile to be back. And a couple more for mine to stay. I wrestled with what had happened in the winter and spring, trying to look for the other shoe to drop.

But when the six of us played a board game, or watched movies or even had dinner, all that was felt was camaraderie. Donnie didn’t notice April anymore and he backed down. Raph kept a careful eye just like I did. When he caught my stare, Raph rose an eyebrow at me, glancing to Donnie. I shrugged and smiled.

I didn’t know.

And I think that was okay.

I think I was okay.

With summer, meant my birthday. June 14th. The boys and April insisted on throwing a big party for me in the lair with cake and presents and music and dancing. I hadn’t laughed so much in months.

Donnie offered to walk me home, like always. Like old times. Like now.

We were standing on my roof, all I had to do was climb down the fire escape to the apartment April and I shared.

“Happy birthday,” His smile was back, and God I had missed it. All of the careful walls I had built around myself came crashing down at the simple gesture.

“Thanks Donnie,”

And in the starlight of the roof, alone with the city alive beneath us, he leaned in and his lips were on mine. A stolen kiss that had me wrecked.

Donnie pulled away, wonder in my eyes, and confusion in his.

“I—I’m sorry,” He stammered out, his brows pulling together.

“It’s… it’s okay,” I managed a smile.

“I’m sorry,” he said again, backing away. “That… I didn’t mean—it was a mistake,” He choked out.

My body jerked back with the rejection that crashed over it.

“What?” My voice was as cold as ice.

“I—I don’t know why I did that.”

“Oh, okay,” I managed.

He was gone like a shadow in the night and I stood there frozen.

…………………………………

I must have been up there for too long, because April came up to find me.

“Hey are you okay?” Her voice was concerned.

“Um,” Was all I could manage.

“What happened? Donnie came back and he’s not talking. He’s barricaded himself in his lab.”

“Um.” I said again. “He… he kissed me.”

“Oh my God that’s amazing!” April celebrated, but paused when she saw the dread in my eyes. “Then what happened?”

“He. Um. Said it was a mistake.” I choked out.

“I—I’m—I’m actually going to kill him,” April said. “He said that? To you!? After kissing you!?” She was outraged, and maybe I should have been too, but it was like my entire body had gone into a comatose. She took my hands into hers. I met her eyes. Tears finally thawed and started to fall.

“Oh, honey come here,” She pulled me into a hug and I started crying. Every tear I had denied finally rushed forward, and soon I was sobbing on that roof.

“Did I do something wrong?” I asked her, miserable. We had made it back to the flat, and we were curled up on my bed.

“No, honey, you didn’t.” April soothed, petting my hair.

The next morning he was standing in my living room. The two of us. Standing like we had not twenty four hours ago. But the morning was different. Now I couldn’t bare to be near him. It was only because April said I should at least get closure this time that I was even out here.

I stared at him, my lips pursed, waiting for him to say something.

“I’m sorry,” He blurted out. “That—what I said, it wasn’t what I meant.” He started pacing anxiously. “Look, I know that I hurt you with that whole April thing, and I haven’t apologized for that and I really should and I want to!” His words began tumbling together in his nervousness. “And I wanted to do that before I ever did anything else, and God definitely before kissing you, but you were there so close on that roof and you were just beautiful, and I—I’m so sorry,”

I blinked. My face when through a series of expressions before settling on shocked confusion.

“I know!” Donnie insisted. “God, I know and I’m so sorry Y/n. Especially for not explaining last night. But I was panicking and—“ He took a deep breath. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for chasing after April like I did. I genuinely thought that you’d never want me like that. And that was a dick thing for me to do. And I’m sorry for hurting you for so long.” He smiled a bit. “And I’m sorry for crossing your boundaries last night. And for not sticking around and explaining. Also a dick move on my part. So… yeah,” He nodded, not daring to meet my eyes.

“Um. Okay,” I managed. “Uh… wow.”

“I know it’s a lot. I’m sorry,” He said.

“You can stop apologizing Donnie,” I gave a small laugh. “That’s um… alright. Thanks? I think?”

“Are you mad?” His eyes met mine. “I don’t know…” I confessed. “Um I think I need a minute. Or two,”

“Right! Yeah! Of course! Take as much time as you need!” He said backing away. “Um—I’m gonna go and give you space, but you can come over or call or anything anytime—we are still having game night tonight, so if you want to come—not that you have to!” He was an anxious mess again.

I placed my hand on his arm to stop him. “Thank you,” I smiled pointedly.

“Right, um… I’ll just be off then,” He nodded, backing away. “Bye.”

“Bye?” I laughed. And like that he was gone again. “Hey April?” I called, knowing she heard all of that.

She emerged from her room.

“You heard all of that right?” I clarified.

“Every word,” She was grinning.

“Why does it all feel so weird?” I asked. “Like really weird.”

“Because that my dear,” April said. “Was emotional maturity.”

“Is that what that looks like?”

“For the most part,” April nodded. “So, what are you feeling?”

“That, it all makes sense? And I want to believe him? And that its still really weird,”

“All fair feelings,” April said.

The hours ticked by until game night at the lair. April and I had gone back and forth about going or not. And when it came time to it… I was putting on my sneakers and grabbing my bag.

I walked into the lair and I felt every stare on me. I was only looking for one gaze though.

“Hey,” He said, getting up, looking genuinely surprised that I was there.

“Hey.” I smiled. “Can we talk?”

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mytheoristavenue · 1 year

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Day 1: Donatello + Mistletoe

Summary: Donnie catches you under the mistletoe with him!

Warnings: None!

Note: Yes I did make that banner in Canva, I tried my best! 😅

You stood back on the top step on the lair's entrance marveling at your work with a victorious grin. Somehow, you'd managed to convince Splinter to let you throw the guys a Christmas party, and you couldn't be more pleased with yourself. Of course there was a very tight guest list, but that's to be expected when you the hosts are mutants who shouldn't exist. Casey and April would be arriving shortly, and everything was decorated, it was nearly time. And to think, you'd managed to keep it all a surprise, just between you, the humans, and the rat.

"Guys, c'mere!" you shouted with uncontained glee. One by one, all the turtles filed in, each filled with wonder at the state of the living room. "Merry Christmas!" You chirped, exchanging an excited grin with their father, who had come in with them. "Well, don't be strangers! I put on some carols, we got a hot chocolate bar, and I even picked out a few movies for us to watch!"

"Wait-" Mikey froze, his eyes darting to the kitchen island, practically drooling over the assortment of cookies, hot milk, chocolate and toppings. "We get to make our own hot chocolate?!"

"Well, duh!" you laughed, walking over to him.

"Oh my gosh," he gushed, rocking on his heels and barely containing his enthusiasm. "That's so boss! I've never made hot chocolate before! Hey, by the way, what's hot chocolate?" Your jaw dropped as you scanned the boys' faces, all of them showing signs of confusion.

"You guys..." you chuckled, taking a cup from the selection. "C'mere, I'll show you." You demonstrated the process of making the treat, dropping a ball of chocolate into your mug, before pouring boiling milk over it. To their awe, the shell of melted to reveal a brown dust that floated around atop the liquid. After mixing it, you dropped a handful of marshmallows into the drink, before topping it with whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles. After you finished, you took a sip, humming with delight, beofre wiping away a small milk mustache. "That's just how I do it, but you can do it how ever you want! It's better with milk than water, though."

You barely had the chance to move out of the way before the bar was ransacked by grabbing hands, a chorus of bickering to accompany. You giggled, shaking your head and heading to the sofa, just in time for Casey and April to arrive.

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"So you guys have never celebrated Christmas before?" the ginger asked curiously, sipping her coco.

"Not exactly," Leo answered, rubbing the back of his neck. "Not like this at least."

"Christmas is a little different in Japan," Donnie explained. "Master Splinter's culture is the only one we know. Plus it's hard to celebrate anything when you live in the sewers."

"We still get gifts though!" Mikey boasted, hoisting up his skateboard and pointing to a sticker on the bottom of it. "Master Splinter gave me this last year."

"It's more about spending time with family for us," Raph added with a playful smirk. "Now matter how much it hurts."

The conversation droned on, everyone sharing a bit of what the holiday meant to them, or how they normally celebrated. Eventually it shifted to traditions, and symbols and the stories behind them. "So all this stuff has a meaning to it?" the eldest turtle asked, glancing around the room. "Even the star on top of the tree?"

You hummed in response. "Mhm! It's supposed to symbolize the star of Bethlehem, from the story of the birth of Christ. It's a Christian thing, but I just think it looks pretty!"

"What about that little plant hanging from the doorway to the lab?" Raph asked, cocking a brow and tossing a thumb towards it.

"Oh, that's just mistletoe." you replied nonchalantly.

"Wait," Donnie objected, brows furrowing together. "Isn't mistletoe poisonous?"

"Only if you eat it," you snickered. "I strongly advise against eating any of the decorations though."

"What does it symbolize?" he asked, tilting his head as he looked down at you from his seat to your left.

"Peace and fertility, I think." you answered, tapping your chin to ensure you remembered correctly. "It originated in Greece. When two people get walk under it at the same time, their supposed to kiss and make peace with each other."

The terrapin's face heated as he imagined sharing his first kiss over such an occasion. "Seems like somebody's just dyin' to make peace with you, (Y/N)." Raph chided, nudging his younger brother's side. You simply laughed them off as they began to argue.

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You hummed softly to the carols that were playing on the radio as you bustled around the lair cleaning up after the party. All the attendees had retired to where ever it was they chose to rest, and Casey and April had gone home for the night. You decided to sleep over, claiming the couch as yours.

Suddenly, a soft voice made you jump as you dropped the dish you were washing. "Hey, (Y/N)?"

"Donnie," you recognized, before turning back to the sink. "Mind giving me a hand with the clean up? You guys really did a number on this kitchen."

His eyes fell downcast, before perking back up to look at you again. Maybe if he persisted, you'd notice. "Um, sure but first can you-"

"Don, sweetie, you're gonna have to speak up, I can't hear you over this water." you called from over your shoulder, wishing he'd just come to you and talk so you didn't have to yell.

"S-Sorry," he muttered, before clearing his throat and upped his volume by a few notches. He felt so embarrassed shouting the words he needed to say. "Uh, could you come over here for just a-"

Finally, your shoulders slumped with frustration, and you shut of the water, drying your hands on a towel. When you turned to face him. it took you a moment to process, and you, unfortunately needed it spelt out for you. "Um, (Y/N)? W-Would you come over here with me for just a minute?"

Your cheeks caught fire at the sight of him standing there timidly, patiently waiting for you to kiss him under the mistletoe. "D-Donnie... I-"

"Y-You don't have to," he stated, losing all his courage. "Sorry, this was a stupid idea, just forget about it."

"I'd love to..." you paused, deciding to rephrase, lest you let on to having the wrong idea. "Come over there with you..."

Your heart pounded in your head as you approached him, each step seemingly getting you no closer. Finally, you were standing directly in front of him, both of you sharing an awestruck expression. Suddenly, he cleared his throat, almost as if he had a reversed speech to recite. "Oh, look," he said nervously, his voice meek and barely there. "Looks like we're under the mistletoe..."

"Guess that means we gotta make peace then..." you trailed awkwardly.

"Guess so..." he replied, glancing around for anything he could use to buy him a little bit of time to calm down. "Guess we should-uh, k-kiss now?"

"Probably..." you encouraged, waiting less than patiently for your first kiss. Eventually, you sighed, shoulders dropping with the realization that he'd chickened out. And you couldn't be the one to initiate, since he was the one that invited you, it'd be weird! Right?

Donnie fought a war with himself, one part telling him to just buck up and go for it, and the other telling him it wasn't the right time, and that he'd made a fool of himself. When he finally glanced back at you and noticed the sadness in your eyes, and you body language queued that you were going to depart, he decided to go with the former.

"Aw screw it," he suddenly snapped, swiftly wrapping an arm around your waist, while his free hand came up to cup your cheek as he dipped you slightly, looming over you with the calmest expression. You were entranced by how suave he'd managed to become at the drop of a dime, staring up at him through half lidded eyes, lips parted and more than ready. With no more hesitation, his lips came down and claimed yours, holding that connection for a few moments.

To the both of you, it felt like hours could have ticked by in the span of just a few seconds. When you finally parted, you gasped, having forgotten about the need for air almost completely. As you collected your breath, you began to feel his touch leaving you, prompting you to leap forward and catch him in another kiss, this one much shorter.

"Sorry," you blushed, pulling back. "I've just been waiting for that for a while."

"Well, if I would've known, you wouldn't have." he chuckled, pulling you into his chest for an embrace. "Merry Christmas, (Y/N)."

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leoandraphssoulmate · 5 months

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Blinding Lights

Fem!ReaderXLeo

Green, blue, red, orange, purple. Those five vibrant colors. They all reminded you of them. The four terrapin brothers that left suddenly. Without a word. Without a note. Without a text. You had gone down to the lair, gifts in hand. Only to find that the lair was empty. Completely. Utterly. Empty. Raph’s weights were gone. Donnie’s lab was a hollowed out shell. Mikey’s arcade machines were mere shadows, echoes, burned into the wall and Leo’s beautiful tea set up no longer existed.

You had literally just spoken with the leader in blue not even two hours ago. Everything sounded fine! The bags in your hands crashed to the floor, your mind reeling. Did you imagine them this entire time? You called out for them. Nothing.

That was five years ago.

Now, every Christmas since, your heart aches. Deeply. Christmas lights are like knives to your gut. You catch yourself staring a bit too long at them while out on walks, memories of your extended family flashing through your mind. The colors, each triggering certain things. Memories of Leo’s wise words, Donnie’s kind and caring nature, Mikey’s humor, and Raph’s brotherly charm. But mostly….they’re about Leo. What you two had. What was starting to bloom. Just before they left. Fading into the night.

You had gone back to the lair every day. Hoping and praying that against all odds, they had decided to come back. Saving you a lifetime of pain and misery. You brought a few things from your apartment with you as you planned on staying a few days. Determined that they had their reasons. Because, surely, the pain, the awful, blooming white hot pain across your chest would just all be a bad moment in time. A blip on the grander scale.

A couple days turned into weeks. You couldn’t eat. Couldn’t sleep. Couldn’t think. You just sat there. On the couch. Your neon pink comforter tucked in tightly around you. Your eyes glued to your phone. Waiting. For anything. A call. A text. You didn’t want to move. Not even an inch. If you left, you’d miss them. Miss something. Anything. That may point to them coming back. Back to you.

Finally, after a month of waiting, something broke. A small piece of your soul cracked, forcing you to act. You took a deep breath, a stray tear sliding down your left cheek, and stood. Your comforter fell to the floor, pushing the many boxes of takeout from the coffee table as it did. It was terribly clear.

They. Weren’t. Coming. Back.

You picked up the pieces, moving on with your life, a giant gaping hole in your heart. You didn’t know where they went or why, but you couldn’t allow yourself to hate them. You just hoped with all your might, that wherever they were, they were ok. And that somehow, some way, they might make it back to you one day.

Several hours in, the day before Christmas Eve, you were typing away on your laptop. Determined to get some work finished before everyone left for the day. Your boss had been on you for working so hard, but you assured him that you were good. That you had it handled. That you in fact didn’t mind the workload. Truth be told, it kept you focused and anything that kept you from thinking about them was a godsend.

Email after email, your fingers flew across the keyboard……

Blink. Blink.

Your screen glitched. Blinking off and on. You blinked a few times yourself, staring at the screen, your fingers hovering over the keyboard.

Blink. Blink.

*Y/N? Can you hear me?* Donnie’s voice came through the speakers.

You immediately shot up from your chair, your heart in your throat. It couldn’t be! “Donnie?” You brought your right hand up to your mouth, your eyes instantly watering.

*Oh! Thank god! I’ve been trying to get through to you for a very long time!* He half whispered, half shouted. *Y/N? You need to wake up now. I think you’re ready.”

Wake up? What was he talking about? You stared, dumfounded, at the laptop. “Huh?” Suddenly your words no longer came from your mouth. Instead, they came from your mind. You could feel pin pricks running up and down your arms, then travel to your torso and down to your feet. “What’s happening to me?”

*Her eyelids are….fluttering!” Raph’s voice suddenly boomed next to you. It was as though he was underwater, then came up for air. You flinched, feeling oddly heavier than you had before.

“Can you open your eyes, Y/N?” Donnie asked, his warm fingertips gently kneading your arm.

With more effort than you ever thought possible, your eyelids fluttered open. With a quick intake of air, you took in the most beautiful sight in the world. There they were, standing around you. “Oh my god!” You breathed, your chest rising and falling rapidly. “I thought you guys left me.” You cried.

“Nuh uh, sweetheart. Ya left us.” Raph said, gently stroking your left arm.

You turned your head, your gaze drifting to Donnie. “What happened? Where have I been for the last five years?”

Donnie frowned, his brow furrowing. “You’ve been in a coma. Five years ago, we got a call from April. You apparently slipped and fell on the way to the lair, hitting your head on the curb. Casey arrived on the scene and immediately called her.”

Your head swam, making your vision a little fuzzy. “Oh.” You groaned, the sudden memory of falling slamming into you. “I’m so sorry!”

“Oh my gosh! Don’t be sorry!” Mikey finally spoke up. “We’re just glad you’re awake!”

You half grinned as your sleepy gaze slid to Leo. That’s when you noticed the tears in his eyes. “Leo?” Without a word he silently pushed past Donnie and gently cradled your face in his hands.

“I should have done this a long time ago.” He leaned down, pressing his lips to yours. His warmth spread through you, chasing away the ghosts of your nightmares. His brothers cheered, Raph hooting the loudest. As Leo pulled away from you, several tears slid down his mask and onto his cheek. “Merry Christmas, Y/N!”

“Merry Christmas, Leo.” You smiled, reaching for him, your lips aching for another kiss.

Dedicated to mother: Elsie Richards. I miss you more than words can say💔🫂❤️

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gloomykame · 1 year

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TMNT HEAD-CANNONS/MINI SCENARIOS: Mistletoe Kiss

Not exactly sure what to label this… But here it is

This is the first year the guys have an s/o for the cozy season, how will they fair?

WARNING: Slightly NSFW themes, suggestive (nothing too crazy people, but maybe in the future…?)

Minors DNI

Leo

Probably already training away Christmas morning, “evil doesn’t take holidays, so neither can I”

Never been one to sit down and celebrate, always moving

After waiting for him throughout the day, he’s still tucked himself away in the dojo

After nightfall, you go to his place of refuge

Though he gave the team the day off, he won’t allow himself the luxury

“Saved you milk and cookies,” you offer

Though the sentiment is cheesy, you still figured no one deserved to be alone during the holidays

His only response is a half-mustered grunt as he continues to over-exert himself.

As he rounds off a flip, you step into his path — halting him, as he skids to a stop before nearly crushing you

The slight fear in that moment seems to bring him back to reality

“Y/N-” he starts

“Come on Blue,” you whisper, featherlight — ever patient with the leader

Gently placing your hand in his, you lead him past the threshold of the dojo to a rather conveniently placed of greenery

Pointing up, the edge of his lips quirks upwards

“Why do I get the feeling I’ve been tricked?” He mutters, capturing your lips with his.

Immediately, he felt like kicking himself for not spending more time with you today

It had simply gotten away from him, and part of him still couldn’t believe he’s the one you wanted to spend it with

Lifting you up, you squealed as your legs wrapped around his waist

“How can I make this up to you?” His voice taking on a dangerous edge

“I have a few ideas…” you teased

Raph

Definitely the Scrooge of the bunch

Whereas Leo is just busy, this man HATES the holidays — perhaps because Mikey pesters him to put on reindeer antlers or dress up as Santa

Oddly enough, has a soft spot for eggnog — usually hammered by around noon

With you here this year, he eases up on the drinking — though he does steal a glass or two

Begrudgingly puts on the red scarf you’ve crocheted him, won’t admit that he’s fond of it’s softness

“Raphie~” you call as the evening winds down

This boy has been avoiding any of the green stuff all morning

He loves you more than anything, but will beat Mikey to a pulp if he so much as hears a teasing “ooh”

But the moment he sees you on his bed, he can’t really complain

The two of you enter a rather passionate lip lock, his hands eagerly wandering

As he pulls away, his emerald orbs catch a green blur you try to hide behind your back

“Y/N…” he says, voice gravelly and low

After wrestling for a moment or two, he plucks the greenery from your hands — heaving a sigh

He’d unknowingly succumbed to a tradition he’d hated

Until now at least

Now, he just wanted one thing

“Maybe this holiday isn’t so bad after all…” he grumbled, capturing your lips once again

Donnie

Knows everything about the holiday, down to the origination of the ancient prophet

Unsure how that has translated to the modern day man that supposedly makes an impossible trip around the world

Simply knows you have a love for the time of year

No trouble cuddling up with you by the electric fireplace in his lab (after all, he installed it just for you)

“I know I said no more gifts…” you began shyly

“Y/N…” he scolds, admittedly you like when his voice gets a little rougher like that

Even if it’s just because he’d prefer to pamper you, instead of vice-versa

Producing a small box from your bag, he takes it hesitantly

He chuckles when he sees it’s contents

“Oh, dove…” he whispers affectionately, lips meeting yours in a gentle kiss. “I hope you know this silly trinket is wholly unnecessary.”

A small smile pulls at your lips

“You know what I want for Christmas?”

Though he’s the resident genius, he only blinks — wondering what you’d possibly be asking for on such short notice

He’d already given you all your gifts, so the timing was rather unfortunate

Straddling his waist, your face quickly became hot as you placed tentative kisses on his lips — trailing to his neck

He leaned his head back to allow you better access

“Is this ok…?” Your voice felt far too small, fingers twiddling with his waistband

“This is perfect,” he assured you

Mikey

Has seen more than enough Hallmark movies

Basically prepared his whole life for this

Has been looking upwards most of the day in hopes to catch you under some for a sweet moment

Refuses to kiss you until then, he wants to save it to give you the “perfect Christmas”

Truth be told, you were a hopeless romantic yourself

You wanted his first Christmas together to be just as special

You drew a bubble bath for you and your terrapin

“Mikey, can you come here for a second?”

“Yeah, what do you need Angelca-“

Stops in his tracks when he sees you in an adorable silk robe just through the doorway of the bathroom, a certain little plant dangling above

Finally

Is on you in less than a second, kicking the door closed

“Best. Christmas. Ever.”

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